Disclaimer: All rights belong to J.K. Rowling, author of the Harry Potter series, and Bisco Hatori, author of the Ouran High School Host Club manga series.

Warnings: OOC-ness

Note: Written for the If You Dare Challenge (451); Harry Potter Chapter Comp (Ch 1); 5, 10, 20, 50, 70, 100 Fandoms

A Surprise Visit

Tamaki knocked on the mundane apartment door confidently, smiling idiotically at the prospect of seeing his beloved 'daughter' again. It was dreadfully boring after school let out for summer break. He missed swinging her in his arms and her beautiful, darling smile. How he wished she would just call her "Daddy" though. When Tamaki felt fingers poke each of his cheeks, he broke out of his reverie. He suddenly knew what would make this day even better.

Waving his arms dramatically, Tamaki let out an annoyed yell. "Would you stop harassing me?"

"Eh? But, Tono," one of the twins said, smirking mischievously.

"You had this stupid grin on your face," the other continued.

"So we just had to put a stop to those perverted thoughts," the two finished, placing their elbows on Tamaki's shoulders.

The blond turning his head left and right, from Hikaru to Kaoru, or Kaoru to Hikaru, felt the beginnings of a headache forming. He really didn't want to deal with the twins today. Or any other day really…

His face exploded into redness when he finally registered their words. "What? I wasn't thinking any perverted thoughts about Haruhi! How dare you accuse me of something so lowly!"

"Who said anything—,"

"About Haruhi?"

By now, the brothers had matching devilish smiles on their faces.

"Unless you really are thinking about her—,"

"Then you're just a pervert."

"But, I, no, ugh!" Tamaki pulled at his hair in aggravation.

"Mommy!" he turned to Kyoya. "Hikaru and Kaoru are being mean to me again!"

The vice president didn't look up from his notebook. "Well then you shouldn't give them a reason to."

Tamaki placed a hand on his chest as if he was shot. "Even you Kyoya?"

"Takeshi, what is Tama-chan thinking about?" Hunny asked from his position on atop Mori's shoulders.

The taller third-year patted the blond's leg. "Nothing appropriate for your ears, Mitsukuni."

"Not you, too, Mori-senpai!" Tamaki wailed.

Just then, the door opened, revealing a dark-haired teen with emerald eyes. He stared at them curiously, a green melon bar ice cream in his hand.

"Can I help you?" he tilted his head to the side.

Tamaki gaped at him before snapping into action. "You! What are you doing in my daughter's house!"

Harry raised an eyebrow before understanding dawned on his face. "Oh, you must be the Host Club. Haruhi told me about you."

"My darling daughter talks about me?" Tamaki's eyes sparkled as his hands clasped his face in excitement.

"More like complains, but come in," Harry stepped aside, ushering them inside.

Because melon ice-bars are too good. Yum. - Aldira~