Notes: Please read End Notes, should help answer some questions.

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Settling in!

Ouran High School had been Harry's favorite so far out of all the schools he had visited. The overly wealthy pink palace had huge halls, wonderful paintings and amazing grounds. This place while not "magical" still seemed to somehow hold a bit of magic. It reminded Harry of how he felt when first entering Hogwarts.

In the past couple of years Harry had tried going to Magical schools, with the other magical beings, but it had been difficult. Magic schools were now filled with all manner of magical beings such as Veelas, Lycans, Goblins, Demons, wood nymphs and even Centaurs if they wished. No longer were they institutions for witches and wizards but for every magical being who wished to study or wield magic. And as the only Wizard there…well Harry felt very alone at times.

Plus, some of the new classes just weren't meant for wizards. Such as Charming 101, not to be confused with Charms. Meant mainly to teach species that could entrance, such as Veelas and Vampires, control of their powers to charm humans and debated on how much they should use their powers on them.

Then there had been mortifying incidents that left Harry feeling scarred for life. For instance, the time he had visited an American Academy, during their second semester.

Thinking themselves thoughtful they had instructed Harry to sit in on all the classes. If he wished he could decide if he would like to be tutored in any of their classes. What Harry hadn't realized was that the school had a large Lycan population being surrounded by forests. And since Lycans had their own set of rules and social structures there had been a class required for everyone to take called Pack Etiquette.

While waiting for the class to begin, Harry had been causally flipping through the borrowed textbook. Not even really paying any attention to what was in it, Harry had glanced at the clock to check the time and when he had looked down again…well he would never admit to it but…Harry let out what could only be described as a loud surprised squeak and slammed his book shut!

Apparently Pack Etiquette classes also covered proper, err… "Mating techniques and procedures" since many Lycans found their mates early on in life. It was just Harry's luck to have opened his book to the pages that covered said techniques and procedures…in detailed sketches. Harry had blushed so hard his face had hurt! Especially since those around him kept asking if he was well…

"Cause, hey man, you seem to be heating up and smell kinda off. Sure you don't need to go visit the nurse...My Lord?"

Harry had a bad feeling that behind their concerned faces they had known exactly what had happened and had been teasing him…American teens, he found, at least hadn't always insisted on calling him Lord but they had no shame whatsoever!

And if it wasn't the classes themselves that made Harry feel like an outsider it was the way they all knew of him and insisted on making sure he was being safe.

The last school he went to, called Durmstrang Institute had been mostly filled with vampires and demons and Harry had never been allowed to go flying by himself. Which had been a humbling experience for Harry, wizards just couldn't match the eye sight of demons and vampires…never mind their reflexes. They had also insisted that he have someone escort him from place to place.

Harry had thought they would have relaxed after a while but apparently they took to protecting him very seriously. Things had worsened when they found out that Harry had been donating his weekly allowance back into orphanages, both Magical and Muggle.

But really how they had expected him to be able to spend that much money every week, while already providing him with everything he could ever want was beyond him…At least it had encouraged others to donate too.

And so, fed up with the constant attention and supervision, Harry decided to try a Muggle school. It meant getting caught up on his arithmetic and science classes but Harry felt he had made the right choice.

Here at Ouran, Harry may still be the only one of his kind but at least they didn't stare at him. He could join in on all the classes and clubs he wanted to and not feel like an outsider. Plus he already made a friend, a first since finding out he lost everyone he knew. Things were defiantly looking up!


"Ah! Daijiro-kun are you alright!"

Harry looked up at the crowd forming around a boy clutching his ankle. Before he could stop himself Harry was already moving towards him.

"What happened?" Harry asked as he made his way through the surrounding students, reaching towards Daijiro's ankle.

The boy, Daijiro, looked up at Harry then with a painful look on his face. "I—I slipped on something and I put my foot down wrong. I think I twisted it."

"Let me see, I have some training in first aid."

The students around Harry where looking at him in amazement. Some were sure they had seen Potter-san in class but none of them could think of a time that he had spoken besides answering roll call.

They had never given him much thought actually. This was odd considering Potter-san was foreign and good looking!

What they didn't know was that Harry had been performing slight notice-me not spells every morning.

"It seems like you have a sprained ankle, I have something for it…here." Harry looked through his bag for an elixir to heal the sprain and a balm, for the swelling and bruising already forming. He had taken to carrying quick remedies ever since the demon clans had taken to teaching him self-defense classes and giving him endurance training. Harry tended to need them a lot.

"Thank you..."

"Potter Harry"

As Harry applied the cream Daijiro seemed hesitant on whether or not he should take the strange looking liquid.

"Are you sure it's alright for me to take this Potter-san. What is it?"

"It's all herbal so you shouldn't have any kind of negative reaction," Harry assured.

"Ah, Ok." Daijiro seemed to steel himself before downing the potion. Not five seconds latter a looks of surprise seem to bloom across his face.

"Amazing I don't feel a thing, Thank you Potter-san!" Dajiro said now standing up and testing his weight on the foot, while his friends' oohed and aahed at the amazingly fast recovery.

Those not direct friends of Daijiro turned to Harry to express their admiration themselves.

"Is your family involved in the Medical field, Potter-san?" One girl asked but before Harry could answer another had already spoken…

"You surely will be a great doctor one day!" She exclaimed!

"It was nothing, you should be fine now" Harry said trying to stop them before they got carried away.

"On the contrary, it was quite impressive, Potter-san." A new boy commented.

Harry took a moment to look over this new arrival, while girls clustered around the new comer excitedly. Harry had seen him around the famous Host Club, which explained why the girls where exited. Although how this boy could be a host Harry was never sure…he seemed too Slytherin, with his sly, smirking smiles and perfectly combed hair, to waste time at such a club.

"We haven't been formally introduced. I'm Ootori Kyouya. I have to say I was very impressed with your technique. I have never seen such products before that could work so quickly. What are their names again?"

Harry felt suddenly nerves. While he knew he wouldn't get in trouble for using magic on a Muggle…all the magical beings claimed that it was his right to use magic however he wished now… it didn't mean he wanted Muggles to know about magic. You never knew how they would react.

"You wouldn't know of it."

"Oh, but my family is involved greatly in the Medical field and I have studied…"

"No" Harry interrupted; feeling his eye twitch, this one defiantly would have been a Slytherin!

"That's not it, the products I use are all, well they are not in use, they're—they're family secrets! Yes, um…you see they're remedies that have been passed down through generations." Harry lied while looking for an escape route out of the still lingering students.

"Ah, Potter-san, would you like to sit with us for lunch?" Daijiro ask. He seemed to want to join the rest of his friends now, who were waiting for him by the lunch room doors but was kind enough to try and invite Harry along.

"Oh, no thank you I eat my lunches elsewhere. Excuse me." And with that Harry avoided Ootori who seemed to want ask him more but Harry made sure to quickly slip away before he could.

'Sometimes doing the right thing can possibly be more troublesome than it's worth' Harry thought as he made his way outside.

Harry didn't realize how much more trouble was now coming his way since he had caught the business mind of Ootori Kyouya.


"So Mother, we can try him out on a trial basis, he is cute but not as cute as Honey…" Tamaki adopted his trademark kingly thinking pose and hmmed and hawed. Only to spring forward towards Kyouya a second later.

"Bravo! Kyouya you have done very well looking out for our fellow classmates!" Tamaki stated, while patting Kyouya's shoulder in a proud fatherly manner. Sparkles in his eyes…"Alright I will permit it, bring him in and we can assign a type then. Hopefully something innovating."

As Kyouya watched Tamaki do a combination of spins, large armed gestures, and congratulate him-self on his brilliant plan, he couldn't help but let a sly smirk cross his face. He knew if he happened to let the "King" of the Host Club catch him studying Potter-san's files and maybe imply that many of the female population found him "cute" but incredibly shy, Tamaki would come up with his own plan to bring the poor boy out of hiding and into the warm arms of the Host Club. Thereby rescuing him from, to quote Tamaki, solitude and despair, while mentoring the next generation of Host Club members! Never mind that Potter-san was the same age as them.

"HAHAHAHA! Yes I can see it now we can introduce him as our apprentice, learning from each of us, till he emerges from the dark wasteland of loneliness into a garden of love and…"

Kyouya decided to leave Tamaki to his declaration on his own and slipped out the door. He had a meeting with his team today. After he had been unable to find any valuable information, Potter-san's record being surprisingly slim, Kyouya had put his best detectives on it. Only for them to come up empty. Kyouya didn't even know where Potter-san lived!

It was simply unacceptable, epically if he had any chance of getting close to Potter-san and perhaps convincing him to share these mysterious remedies.

Kyouya had questioned Daijiro afterwards, in concern of course, and had been impressed by what he gathered.

"I'm fine now, I really thought I did some damage but whatever he gave me worked great, and in seconds too!" Daijiro had praised.

If he could get the rights to the one of Potter-san's products and in the Ootori groups' hospital… profitable, it would be very profitable indeed.

He had to get more on Potter-san!


"What would you like to do tonight Harry?"

Harry glanced to his right at his company. Kasanoda Ritsu had welcomed him into his home and had become a great friend. Ritsu was actually the great, great, great, great grandson of a very powerful demon, named Tatsuhiro.

However, everyone in the Kasanoda-gumi believed Tatsuhiro to be an older distant cousin who could be counted on to…clean up messes, if need be. So he was very much feared and respected.

When Tatsuhiro had heard that Harry intended to move to Japan next, he had volunteered his family's home for Harry to stay till his own mansion finished being built.

Harry had been a bit intimated by the prospect of living with actual yakuza but Tatsuhiro had assured him that he had informed them Harry was to be treated with respect and his family would welcome Harry as an honored guest…

What Harry didn't know was that Tatsuhiro's exact message had been "If any harm befalls Potter-sama I will personally rip your entrails out of your stomach cavity and force feed them to you, just to pull them out again! You will treat him with the same respect as you would me!"

"So not only had Harry been nervous, the Kasanoda household had also been anxious to welcome the mysterious Potter-sama who had earned the admiration of one of the most respected member in the group.

Both sides had been surprised when first introduced.

But it turned out wonderfully in the end. When Kasanoda had finally gotten the courage to ask if Potter-sama, or Harry-san as he insisted on being called, would like to play a game he had been surprised by how Harry-san genuinely and enthusiastically wanted to play them. With him even! Apparently Potter-sama had never really had a chance to play games with others while growing up. Something Kasanoda could understand but was unsure as to why Harry-san had never been able to. No one would be afraid of Harry's looks. Harry was all together too…well on the short side to be intimating, and with his big green eye and looks, he should have had no problems making friends!

Now Kasanoda felt like they had become the best of bros…he was dreading the day Harry's mansion finished being build. He would miss having Harry close by to play games with. But maybe he could visit Harry too. That might be fun!

"Ummm, well can you teach me how to play those card games you were telling me about?"

"Sure, we can invite the guys to join in too for the more complex ones!"

"Oh, but can you help me on my math homework."

"No problem, let's just do that before we start the game"

Harry smiled. He liked Ritsu. At first he hadn't been sure about him. Not for anything Ritsu had done but he did remind him strongly of his past life.

Ritsu, with his long limbs, red hair and explosive outbursts reminded him way too much of Ron, for his liking. Ritsu also had a very kind and shy personality, acting surprised and pleased whenever Harry showed how much he wanted to be friends…it tended to remind him of both Ron and Neville combined into one person. So it had been a bit difficult at first, but Harry now enjoyed his new friendship with Ritsu. The specters of his past fading once again.

He had a good friend (surprisingly another red-head!) and soon he would have his own place to practice magic with his tutors as much as he wanted. Life was simple and perfect…


(the next day)

Harry didn't know why but he had a feeling that something was about to happen. Maybe it came from ten years of living with a bully for a cousin, maybe it came from having dark wizards after him but something in Harry subconscious pinged danger and it had him jumpy and tense all day.

After separating with Ritsu to their respective classrooms, Harry couldn't help but feel as he was being watched. Then during class it seemed like Suoh kept on glancing his way…strange considering they had never talked to each other…

And as he dropped off a book at the library before meeting Ritsu for lunch, he could have sworn he saw Ootori out of the corner of his eye. But he was gone by the time Harry turned around.

"Harry is everything alright?" Kasanoda asked while handing over Harry's bento that Kasanoda's boys had packed for them. Surprisingly good bentos too, considering they were made by a gangster chef! They had chosen to meet up in the rose garden that day, it was sunny with a nice breeze and they both enjoyed being outdoors.

"Not sure… Ritsu have you seen anyone giving you too much attention lately, I get the feeling I'm being watched?"

"No…Is someone disturbing you! Tell me who and I'll straighten them out!" Kasanoda cried clutching his hair in anxiety. 'Oh no, what if Harry is being stalked! Darn it what can I do, we have different classes I can't be with him all the time! I should have seen this coming with Harry's looks! I should have had a planned ready, what will Tatsuhiro-sama do to me when he finds out I haven't been properly watching over him! He's going to make me eat my innards!'

"I'm so sorry Harry!" Kasanoda cried as he kneeled down before Harry in shame. Asking for forgiveness for his lack of precaution!

"Bloody!...What? Why are you sorry Kasanoda, stop that and sit back up here with me!" Harry could not have been more surprised by Kasanoda's reaction if he had started to sing show tones…

"You could have a stalker; I should have seen this coming..."

"Don't start being crazy, come on stop that, get up." Harry, completely exasperated, pulled Kasanoda back up next to him and handed him his bento 'Oh boy, and I thought I had bad guilt trips'

"I'm not even sure if there is anyone following me, it's just a weird feeling I've gotten today…eat!"

"But you have to be careful Harry. You don't know what kind of pervert could be watching you. You have to realize what danger you could be in. Promise me you won't go anywhere alone." Kasanoda begged, preventing Harry from eating by grasping his hands…chopsticks and all.

"Stop it, I'll be fine. Look I promise you nothing will happen, besides I can look after myself, you know this." Harry said, while trying to shake loose.

"But..."

"Enough Ritsu, eat." Harry gave Ritsu a reassuring smile and finally pulling free began to eat. 'I'm sure it's nothing to worry about, what could happen here?'

Kasanoda gave a wobbly smile back and began to eat. 'I'll make sure no-one will get to -Harry. I swear it!'


So…Harry wasn't sure how exactly he had gotten in this position but one thing was clear. Ritsu was never going to let him go anywhere by himself after this. Bother…exactly what he had been trying to avoid, another over protective shadow following him around.

After classes had ended, Harry had been making his way to meet Ritsu to head home, when all of a sudden two pairs of arms had each grabbed a arm and dragged him for a bit back…at least for a couple feet till Harry had had enough.

After shaking off their hold, Harry had thrown one of his "attackers" over his shoulder and down the hall…boosting his strength a bit with magic. Then had grabbed the arm of his other, a twin by the looks of it, "attacker" before he could go help his brother and twisted his arm behind him. A quick jab to the back of his knee and Harry now had one brother in an unbreakable hold while straddling his back and using one hand to hold his head down.

"Who are you and what do you want." Harry asked being sure to add a bit of a growl to his voice. He may have been a bit on the short side…but Harry had learned from the best on how to intimidate someone.

"Hikaru! You let him go or I'll swear..." before the thrown twin, Kaoru, could finish getting up an arm had snaked around his neck, pulling him up fully to his feet and locking him in place.

It looked like Ritsu had arrived…and his glare alone kept away the small crowd that had formed. Some even looked frozen in place from terror. Many feared that this would be the end for the beloved devil twins.

"I would answer my friend's question if I were you, and mind your manners!"

Yep…it probably was going to be hard to convince Ritsu not to follow him everywhere after this. 'Bother'


End Notes: OK so first off, THANK YOU...everyone who reviewed or even added me on their alerts!

Second: I know some of you are wondering about werewolves, half-giants, Wizards that have are married with magical beings and even house elves of Wizards...don't worry I do plan to explain what has become of them in due time. But thank you for bringing them up, it does help remind me of what I need to cover.

Third: Hedwig will also be covered, and hopefully next chapter we will finally get to see Harry and Hunny in the same room!

Till next time...