Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. I do not own Ouran. Harry Potter belongs to JK Rowling. Ouran High School Host Club belongs to Bisco Hatori. I'm just...borrowing...:)

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Warnings: AU for books 5, 6, and 7 of Harry Potter, book spoilers, manga spoilers, bits of angst, eventual slash.

UN-BETA-ED

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CHAPTER TWO

Remus looked out the window, his gaze crossing the perfectly kempt gardens of Ouran, before returning to listening to the conversation between Yuzuru Suoh and Sirius.

He was glad to be away from England; glad to be with Sirius, and with Harry. When he had had been sent to pick up Harry from Privet Drive, he had been horrified to discover the boy's state.

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After blasting the locks off Harry's door, the Order of the Phoenix members had found Harry, sitting against his bed, tear tracks still obvious on his face. He hardly moved when Remus and Tonks stepped into the room; he didn't even flinch when Moody had growled at him.

Harry had seemed to just stare, his green eyes so faraway. Remus had knelt before him, and gently put a hand against his cheek. Harry had met Remus's eyes and launched himself into the man's arms, startling said man, and the people gazing into the room.

Remus could only hold him, and wonder at how little Harry was, as Harry sobbed his heart out, and seemed to still. He rested his head against Harry's messy locks, and locked gazes with Moody.

"I don't know what's wrong with him Alastor, but we need to move him. I think it would be best if we just side-apparated him. There's no way he can travel all that way by broom."

Several others nodded, and Moody had grunted in reply. They Order members had moved around the room, gathering Harry's trunk and noting the lack of personalized items, and broken toys. They quickly regrouped, and got Harry out of Privet Drive.

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Remus blinked, realising that his name had been called, looked up into Sirius's grinning face. Suoh-dono was watching him carefully, making sure he was alright.

"I'm sorry, I seemed to have zoned out. What did I miss?" He inquired, blushing lightly.

Sirius snickered.

"Now now Moony, you're supposed to be the responsible one here, aren't you."

Remus mock glared.

"We both know I am the responsible one Padfoot!"

Yuzuru smiled sofly, enjoying the banter between the two men.

"Do not worry Lupin-sama. We finished signing the paperwork, and sent out Harry-kun's proper uniform. I'm sure he will be glad." Yuzuru's smile widened, remembering the outrage on the young man's face when his godfather had forced him to wear female garment.

"I'm afraid we will have to cut out meeting a little short, though I'd be glad to speak with both of you further, perhaps when we both have more time on our hands. I will try to ensure Harry-kun's wellbeing while he attends Ouran."

Sirius stood, moving to Remus's side, where they both bowed slightly.

"That's all we can ask, Yuzuru-dono" he murmured respectfully, before turning to leave the office. He smiled. It was time to find Harry, and see if he was still loking pretty in that dress.

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Kyoya paused. He knew that there were two exchange students arriving at Ouran, and beginning today: One boy, one girl, both of which were being assigned to class 1A. So, logically, this would be one of them. But this girl had black hair, whereas all of Kyoya's notes stated that Renge Houshakuji, the only female transfer, had brown hair.

Kyoya's information was never wrong. So unless the second exchange student had a penchant for cross dressing, Kyoya had to wonder who this new girl was, and what she was doing at Ouran. His eyes followed her as she moved down the corridor, stopping at the bathrooms.

With a steady hand, and a quick flash, Kyoya's phone was in his hand, taking a clear photo of the figure as she opened the door to the male restrooms and entered without a single glance around. Kyoya waited for a moment, thinking of the implications of the girl's actions, before quietly pacing towards said bathroom.

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Harry mumbled obscenities towards Sirius as he moved about the closed stall. Suoh-sensei's secretary had handed him his (thankfully) male uniform, and he was glad to be getting out of that stupid dress. Sirius was in for it. Maybe Moony would help him.

Harry had to admit that thinking of torturing Sirius was much more pleasant then remembering he was starting classes in a few minutes. He was to meet Remus and Sirius outside the main office to say goodbye, and was supposed to meet a student that would walk him to his class. If he remembered correctly, Suoh-sensei had said that the boy was a second year, and would happily show him to his classes, and introduce him to the students.

The sound of the door opening and closing made Harry pause. Harry heard soft footfalls move towards a cubicle, and the soft click of a door shutting before bundling the dress into a bag and walking out into the open. He gazed into the mirror, and taking in his slightly mussed appearance, bent forward to fix his hair into the semblance of order. When he looked up, his bright green eyes caught the eyes of a figure standing behind him, staring back at him.

Harry whirled around, holding his breath. His eyes flicked between the boy, the closed cubicle and the bag at his feet which held that ridiculous dress. His gaze fell once again on the taller boy, and Harry gulped, unable to see his eyes for the reflection on his glasses.

The boy smiled, and held out his hand.

"Welcome to Ouran. My name is Kyoya, Kyoya Ootori. You must be Harry Potter- san. How nice to meet you."

Harry smiled back carefully. "It's nice to meet you too" he murmured softly.

The boy –Kyoya- smiled almost sinisterly.

"Tell me Potter-san. Have you heard of the Host Club?"

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While trying to listen to the teacher, between ignoring the twins on either side of her, Haruhi shivered. For some reason, she just had an ominous feeling about attending the Host club this afternoon.

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Umehito Nekozawa paused in the middle of writing his answer. Beelzenef was twitching. Watching the cat move, Umehito smiled. Beelzenef was many things, but what he was most, was sensitive: there was a magic user in Ouran.

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HUZZAH!

Another chapter!

Thank you all so much for your reviews! :)

The most likely pairing will be harry/nekozawa, or harry/mori

...And, no, this isn't a Harry!in-a-dress fic, (sorry!) but he may cross-dress again later. (especially if Sirius and Kyoya have anything to say about it)

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