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Prologue :
Harry looked around in wonder. He still couldn't believe that he was in Japan. Japan! Of all things. He was half-way across the world from England, far away from Hogwart and Voldemort all together...For a month at least.
Harry had been ready for another dreaded summer at Privet Drive but his relatives had taken him by surprise (for once) when they told him that they were going to Japan for a month. All expenses were to be payed by Grunning which was rewarding Vernon's loyalty (because even though Vernon wasn't the best of man, he had a strange interest in drills).
Of course, this little trip wasn't only for fun for everyone. Vernon was to secure a little contract with another leading drill company on the international market but otherwise he was free to do as he pleased for a month.
Harry had been stunned at hearing that he would be going with them. At first, he hadn't been happy to know that he couldn't even send a owl to his friends for a whole month. But then, his view on his situation had changed. The Dursley had told him that they didn't wanted to hear anything from him for the total duration of their stay in Japan and that he could do anything as long as he wasn't in their way. He had a whole month of freedom and vacation before going back to Hogwart.
And so, Harry sent a letter to the Order of the Phoenix to tell them that he would spend a whole month in Japan with is family. They allowed him to make a quick visite to Diagon Alley to make a withdrawal from Gringott and exchanged some of his money into Yens. Sirius, who had been declared innocent after the Department of mysteries happenings, had decided to go with him on this little trip to Diagon Alley along with Remus.
This was how Harry found himself, a week later in Japan, most likely followed around by invisibles members of the Phoenix. Harry had been there a few days already and while he didn't understood a word of Japanese at the beginning, now he understood a few words. He was very proud of his achievement.
The whole country was interesting, be it the cultural aspect or the modern aspect, Harry was fascinated...but also a little lost. He was in a country in which he didn't knew anyone (bar maybe the Dursley or his "stalkers" who didn't talk to him a lot).
That night, as he returned to his room, he felt very tired. Looking at the date, Harry whispered to himself : "Happy birthday to me." before quietly seeping into unconsciousness.
As a blinding light overtook the room, alerts ringed into both soul society and Hueco Muendo.
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