The Nindo Way by Zodiac Fox
Summary: Given the chance to learn about his true heritage at a young age how will this Harry Potter survive the wizarding world, or should they call him Kioshi?
Traits: Kekkei Genkai, hopefully original
Note: Hogwarts and the wizarding world in general won't show up for a long time...possibly not for another 15 or 20 chapters.
Authors Note: I haven't been writing anything of notice for some time, but I looked at the Naruto Hundo marathon a few weeks ago and it inspired me to write fan fiction once more. So this is my story. it's a crossover with Harry Potter and Naruto. Its going to be a long story from my notes and hopefully I'll have chapters posted every other day if I can help it. With nothing more to say here's my story.
Chapter one…Trial
Deep within the bowels of the Ministry of Magic stood a large dungeon room made of dark stone, lit by only dim torches. Empty benches rose on each side of the room.
Down below were two tables and a podium. The only thing that differed from the two tables was the chairs. While the chairs off to the right were normal looking the chair to the far left had shackles attached to the arms an legs used to hold wild or unwilling prisoners.
Today a very lucky and privileged man was allowed to use the podium instead.
In the middle of the raised benches three figures came into view, dimly.
"Child welfare hearing on the first of May," a male voice called out. The voice belonged to a newly appointed minister of magic, one Cornelius Fudge. While not magically strong he had his talents.
"into the offenses committed under the Decree for the Magical Child Protection and International Stature of Child Welfare by the muggle family of one Harry James Potter and one Albus Percival Wulfic Brian Dumbledore."
A rustle of papers could be heard as Fudge continued on.
" Interrogators: Cornelius Oswald Fudge, Minister of Magic; Amelia Susan Bones, Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement; and Court Scribe, Jonathan Lore-"
Amelia Bones had a square jaw, broad shoulders, salt-pepper hair and wore a monocle. She seemed to have a air of authority around her and was well known and respected for her fair judgment. Lore had forgettable features of mossy brown hair and dough brown eyes.
"The charges are as followed; That he did knowingly and in full awareness of his actions place Harry James Potter in an unfit environment and that his muggle family, fully aware of the situation, took advantage of and abused this child mentally and physically. On various dates these crimes were carried out and were carried out in an ordinary fashion. Crimes carried out on various days constitutes an offense under paragraph A,B and E of the Decree for the Magical Child Protection of 1909 and also under section five and six of the International Confederation of Wizards Child Protection and Secrecy.
With these charges read they can be carried out by either death or memory erasing. Due to these circumstances better not read the muggle family has been tried and sentenced to have their memories erased. You on the other hand, because of your status in our world shall be given a chance to defend your actions. Let this hearing Begin."
And with the chime of a hidden clock the hearing began like that.
Dumbledore, while old, was far from being a fool by any means. He thought his actions had been justified, but because of the unknown abuse from his muggle family what he hoped for had been disbanded. All he had to do was keep the boy from the wizarding world. A ignorant and arrogant boy on his hands was one thing, but a arrogant, intelligent and powerful child was another.
Dumbledore stood behind the podium dressed in royal purple robes and shiny black ankle buckle boots. His long white-silver mane that was usually down was pulled back into a low pony tail. His equally long beard was tucked into his belt. Classical moon shaped spectacles were on the bridge of his nose.
"Lady and gentlemen in my defense all I can say is that my judgment was impaired on what I thought was right. A child should be with his or her own blood realities." Dumbledore started off.
"But does that give you the right to decide if you should place a child in an unknown environment. You might have been Supreme Mugwump back in '81, but you still needed approval for you action when involving children of our community. There are so few of them." Mme Bones stated.
" It does not, but at the time all I could think about was getting young Harry out of there and as far away from the wizarding world as I could. Killing Voldemort was only half the battle, Death Eaters were still on the loose." Dumbledore countered.
"While this is true, Hogwarts would have been more than enough protection from the threats." Fudge argued.
"Yes, but with no one there trusted enough or not busy was hard to come by."
"Is it from my understanding that you run a secret society for fighting the dark?": Mme Bones questioned.
If Dumbledore was surprised that she knew this he hid it well.
"No milady, heavens no. No one runs it, but I did have a hand in creating it."
"How can an organization run without order? There is no way." Fudge challenged, but it was ignored by a glare from Bones.
"Yes…With this organization I'm sure someone was willing enough to take care of the baby that survived the killing curse of Voldemort." Mme Bones concluded.
"Well, there were some, but I didn't feel them to be safe enough with the little one." Dumbledore answered.
"Shady figures in your league?"
Before Dumbledore could answer the question the clicking of heels on hard cold stone floor echoed off the dungeon walls.
"Witness for the defense, Mirvena McGonagall." a tough looking black haired witch with a slight Scottish accent said.
"You are late Mrs. McGonagall." Fudge addressed.
"My apologies to the court."
"Care to tell us your fill on this?" Mme Bones asked.
"Of course."
All previous questioned were long lost only to be seen again on the scribes parchment. Dumbledore was caught in a hole, but as luck would have it he was able to slip right out of it.
"Scribe, swear her in." Fudge ordered angrily.
"Raise you wand in you right hand. As a witch of this parliament do you swear to tell the truth so help you Merlin?"
"I do." she swore and her wand glowed red for a moment before it went dull.
"You may state your knowledge."
"On the night Voldemort was killed it was chaos. My job was to watch the muggle household of his realities.. They spoiled their child rotten. My thought had been that they would love Harry or at the very least provide for him."
"When and how long did you watch the household?" Fudge asked after a moment to let her narrative sink in.
"From 1am to midnight Minister. In those hours the muggle family seemed responsible enough for taking care of young Harry."
"Twenty-three hours! That's all? You only watched the house for less than a full day?" Mme Bones said in a tone.
A few minutes passed before the next round of questions. Both of the interrogators minds were spinning like tops. Why in seven bloody hells would they leave this child on the doorstep to people they really knew nothing about?
"In those hours did it ever occur to contact the Ministry about placement for Mr. Potter?" Amelia asked sternly after she calmed down from her outburst.
"Once more the subject of death eaters," Dumbledore stated for her.
Do you think the Ministry so incompetent?" Fudge declared in outrage.
"It makes no matter now. We have a single parchment that will settle this all. The last Testament and Will of one Lily Evens Potter." Mme Bones stated.
"Lily left a will? Wouldn't it be void by now?" McGonagall asked.
"In other cases it would, but because of special circumstances it's still valid. Scribe you will read from paragraph five till its end." Bones inducted.
"As for my child. I have no relocation if James has a will or not, but I wont be foolish enough to think all my wishes are going to be followed after my death in this war. My child, Harry James Potter, is to be given a chance to know of his true heritage, my heritage. With that being said I don't want him placed in a muggle or magical orphanage or with any of my muggle family. There is one person I trust him to be raised by and his name in Renjiro. Renjiro has been a family friends with mine since I was little. Renjiro's family has been our caretakers for centuries. He can easily be contacted by owl and will know what to do." the Scribe finished.
"I….Impossible!" Dumbledore stated at once.
"It's all here and in her ink and writing. Her wishes shall be carried out, they are long over due. I want this Renjiro person found at once, brought in and interrogated at once. The injustice to this child will not happen twice.
For your crimes Dumbledore you shall be stripped of your place on the Wizagmont and if there was anyway to take your seat as head master I would, but as law would have it the Ministry cannot interfere with Hogwarts. You will, however, he audited 5,000 galleons."
The harshest punishment they could come up with for and old, well respected war hero and light wizard. Would this prove to later on be a mistake on the Ministry's part? A private hearing, a semi-light sentencing and his life. To Fudge it looked like Dumbledore got the better end of the deal.
Now they were left to hunt down a man only by his picture as a lead. At leas it was better than nothing, but they didn't even know if he was a muggle or a wizard.
"Madam Bones?" Fudge said in monotone.
"Yes?"
"I would like you to put your best unspeakable on this. I want this guy found fast. I want to know every single detail of his life." Fudge ordered in a whisper.
"You are aware of the fact this picture is dated and that he might be dead?" Bones questioned
"Yes, look for a son or a daughter. He might still be alive, from what the rest of the will said."
"Minister?" Dumbledore called.
"You are dismissed!" Fudge stated, an with a bang of the clock hidden in the shadows the hearing was over.
The true mission was on now. Find Renjiro
End Chapter One
So what do you think? I know the first chapter is serious sounding, but don't get scared away. I'll introduce a little humor into the next chapter and stick to the plot. Let me know what you think about it.
Renjiro: Clean, upright and honest.