A story for my beautiful wife's, SkyGem, birthday! Happy birthday my love! I hope you enjoy it

Just to clear things up about what names they go by:

Tsuna; Daddy

Hayato: Dad

Takeshi: Pops

Ryohei: Pa

Mukuro: papà

Kyoya: Father

Chrome: Mama/Mom/Mother

(For those of you who don't know about this AU I'll explain in the story)

I don't own Katekyo Hitman Reborn or Harry Potter sadly.

It was a very peaceful evening in the Weasley household, they were all settled down for dinner and having a nice dinner when a thick cloud of smoke appeared around Hermione's chair. She didn't seem to be worried about it though.

Harry was the one who brought it to her attention. 'Umm, Hermione there's a cloud of mist around you." He said.

Hermione simply continued to cut her meatloaf quietly and started to mumble under her breath. It sounded like she was counting down from five. "Five…Four…Three…Two…and One…" She said calmly placing down her silverware right as an Italian man with blue hair styled like a pineapple appeared behind her with both his arms around her shoulders.

The man with mismatched eyes kissed her on the cheek and spoke in perfect Italian. "Ciao amore," He said before reaching a gloved hand over and taking a bit of her carrots.

"Ciao papà, che ci fai qui," Hermione asked slapping his hands away from her plate.

The man chuckled deeply at her and kissed the top of her head, all but ignoring that they had an audience. "Kufufufu tutto quello che volevo fare era visitare mia bellissima figlia!" He said trying to take her cup of pumpkin juice, a sharp knife placed to his neck stopped him.

Hermione made a little sound under her breath. "Ora papà, lo sai meglio di toccare le mie cose," She all but purred in Italian to the older male. She lowered her knife from his neck and simply laughed when she got smacked, gently, on the arm with a response of 'Meany' from the male that she referred to as 'papà,'

"So I'm guessing this is your father?" Ginny asked speaking for the Weasley's, and Harry. "That is apparently a really handsome Italian man." She added.

Hermione shook her head while the Italian male started to make fake barfing sounds. "No this is my papà, my father is completely different. They get disgusted by each other easily so I hope you apologize or he is just going to pretend to be dead on your kitchen floor for a few hours." She said when he dropped to the ground and began to spaz out. "Papà, tagliare che fuori," She hissed.

"MAI," The man shouted, earning a kick in the side that caused him to scream.

Before Hermione could say something else that would probably get her Papà to make another complaint Molly cleared her throat to get their attention. "Hermione, aren't you going to introduce us?" She asked.

Hermione smiled proudly and stood up so that Mukuro could sit in her seat. "Everyone this is my Papà; Mukuro Rokudo." She told them. "He's a little slow when it comes to English so you're going to have to be very patient with him." She said moving to get him his own glass of pumpkin juice.

Mukuro gave her a look, "Ignore my smart-ass daughter; she spends too much time with her father." He said picking at the food in front of him.

"I wasn't aware that your parents were gay…" Arthur said a little awkwardly to the brown haired teen. He was honestly surprised that she hadn't told them before now!

Hermione snorted, and then she laughed because Mukuro was making such a disgusted face that she couldn't handle it anymore. "Oh my god that is one of the funniest things I've ever heard in my life. My Papà and my Father hate each other. Mama never even lets the two of them sit near each other at dinner!"

The Weasley's and Harry looked at her like she had grown a third head; they didn't understand what was going on.

"So you have two dads and a mother?" Ron questioned unsure if they were hearing right.

"Six fathers and one mother," Mukuro said like he expected them to already know all of this. He gave his daughter a look. "Didn't you tell them this already?" He asked her.

"Tell us what?" Ginny asked.

Quicker than anyone had ever seen Hermione move she put her hand over Mukuro's mouth. "I'm adopted, I have six parents, all of them are straight so don't get any ideas, that means you Fred and George, and I have two siblings; a brother and a sister. I have a bunch of aunts and uncles that our family makes yours look like a family of two…FIGLIO DI UNA CAGNA! Perché faresti che pensavo che mi amassi," She shouted at him wiping her hand on his expensive looking coat.

"You should know by now that if you put your pretty little hand over my mouth I'm going to lick it." Mukuro said flatly before flicking her on the head. "I told you that you weren't allowed to curse young lady, you may be allowed to when you're visiting the Varia but I don't approve of you using profanities." He chastised.

"Hold on a minute, I know who you are!" Fred shouted pointing to Mukuro as if he were trying to figure out who he was this whole time.

Mukuro raised a brow at him. "And who am I besides this beautiful little girls' favorite dad?" He asked putting his arms around Hermione like a proud father.

"You're on the most wanted list in Italy, something to do with the mafia and burning down a small village." George said. "I think it was the Vongola."

"In my defense Kyoya started it and I totally did my time for that one!" Mukuro exclaimed causing Hermione to roll her eyes.

"You two got into a fight because Father said Roll was better than Mukurou." Hermione shouted.

"Boys this is nonsense, apologize to Mr. Rokudo this instant!" Molly shouted hitting both of them on the head. "I'm so sorry Mr. Rokudo."

Ginny found the whole thing hilarious. "Come on you two, do you really believe that Hermione's family is the Italian mafia? Tell them that this is stupid Hermione." She said expecting her friend to tell them how stupid they were being.

"How do you know about the Vongola?" Mukuro asked curiously while Hermione, for once, was speechless.

"Papà, don't tell them." Hermione said softly, almost pleadingly. "They don't know."

"Are you telling us that Fred and George are telling the truth about this Vongola thing?" Ron asked flabbergasted at the idea of their innocent Hermione being a part of the mafia.

Hermione averted her eyes and busied herself with doing something else, she couldn't face the hurt puppy looks that were coming her way. "More pumpkin juice papà," She asked, to which he nodded.

Mukuro shook his head, "'Mione has little to do with them, she was just adopted by their boss and my sweet little Nagi." He said taking the juice that was offered to him. "Our little Tuna-fish won't let her join 'till her eighteenth birthday." He stopped to take a drink but stopped when he saw his baby pout.

"I don't see the big deal, you and Dad were born into the mafia and Mama, Father, Pa, Pops, and Daddy was only thirteen when they joined!" Hermione said stubbornly taking the juice away from him. "I lived with the Varia for an entire summer and nothing too terribly bad happened!"

"You broke your arm twice." Mukuro reminded her with a look that said he was having none of this when they were in front of people that he wanted to respect him. "Hermione Jean Sawda, don't start this here young lady, now give me back the juice." He said patiently, it was the father inside him telling him what to do, waiting for the juice to be back in his hands.

Hermione narrowed her eyes at him before taking a sip of it and handing it back to him. "Happy?" She asked.

"Extremely," He said with a smile that both Molly and Ginny thought made him look even handsomer than he was before that.

Arthur cleared his throat and the two stopped their argument momentarily. "So Mr. Rokudo, what did you come here for?" He asked in good nature.

Mukuro's smile widened, "Well you see tomorrow is Mama Appreciation Day."

Ha-ha so first chapter done and now I'm going to help my sister finish cleaning because, hey peoples we're moving tomorrow and we still don't have our house completely packed up! Next chapter will be up when we have wifi so probably Sunday(?)