Magic and Flames
A Katekyo Hitman Reborn –Harry Potter Crossover
Warning: This will take place during the 5th book.( Order of Phoenix ) Some parts will be different from the original book, so do not go ahead telling me that this or that does not tally with the book. It will be post-TYL where Tsuna (Note: 25 years-old) went to the future, finished Simon Arc and Rainbow Arc. The Arcobaleno ages will be introduced if ever they were to appear. Dialogues spoken in English will be [like this], Japanese will be [like this], Parseltongue will be [like this]. If there are bolds, it will be either the word is being emphasised (like extreme) or a special type of meaning, which will be explained. There will be NO YAOI OR SLASH. Pairs will be cannon for Harry Potter side. A '/' meant a time skip while a fanfic line break qill mean a shift in POV.
Warning for this chapter only: The Dying Will Flame (Deathperation Flame) is regarded as the symbol of the Mafia World. At the beginning of the series, it had only minor relevance with the overall plot (mostly through its relation with Reborn's Dying Will Bullet and Tsuna's "resurrected" form). But as the story progressed, it became a more central element and is currently the source of most of the supernatural powers seen in the are many items in the series that light up and/or use Dying Will Flames for some purpose. Among those, the Rings treasured by the Mafia deserve a special mention due to their long history and importance. In the Future Arc, the Flames of these Rings serve as the power source for the Box Weapons. (Source: Wiki)
Warnings for the Wizarding World's swear words and the Vongola Famiglia's mouth.
IT WOULD BE BEST IF YOU KNEW BOTH SIDES OF THE STORY. IF NOT, DO AT LEAST READ THE SUMMARY OF EITHER STORIES BEFORE READING THIS , YOU WILL NOT NEED TO KNOW A LOT ABOUT KATEKYO HITMAN REBORN BECAUSE MOST OF THE POV WILL BE IN THE WIZARDING WORLD'S. I WOULD EXPLAIN MOST THINGS OF THE KHR INVOLVEMENT IN THE FIC ITSELF.
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Disclaimer: Harry Potter is owned by J.K Rowling and definitely, I do not own Katekyo Hitman Reborn. Some parts are copied from the book itself. I do not claim them. However, the plot belongs to me.
Chapter 2: Professor Sawada
Sawada 'Tsuna' Tsunayoshi was having his own doubts about infiltrating the school. After all, he was no wizard. He was a Muggle, as the wizarding world would have called their kind. But even so, he knew that he had to do this, otherwise, he would be rather at his wits' end. He had made his connections and they managed to get into a truce about the entire thing. Apparently, it was possible for his flames to be changed to Magic (spells and incanations) and Tsuna was relieved.
Gokudera had screamed that he would take his place but it would seem that only the Sky Flames (Deathperation Flames*) which has the properties of Harmony could change into what the Wizarding World calls Magic.
Tsuna and Yamamoto had calmed the Storm Flame User Guardian down, which only succeeded when Tsuna used his death glares on him. Gokudera had pleaded for his Tenth to not do what he was going to do, but to no avail.
Albus Dumbledore (which he had introduced himself to have a much longer name but Tsuna settled on the shorter version) had said that he could allow their mansion in Italy to be linked to the Headmaster's office's fireplace as well as the office Tsuna would be using through the Floo network. Tsuna had his head opened and knocked at a few times (not literally) and was pretty happy to settle on the version that everything was just Magical. The Hogwarts Headmaster taught Gokudera (who was the cleverest among the seven Guardians) and Reborn (who basically already knew everything) about the Wizarding World.
Tsuna had sat in the lessons but he could not catch anything else other than "Hogwarts is the School of Witchcraft and Wizardry" because he could not understand anything else. Afterwards, Reborn and Gokudera gave his tutoring, much to his displease, as he still had meetings and paperwork to finish (Which meant that all the tutoring took place during times he had his rare breaks).
When Severus Snape (the slimy, black man) gave him the potion that boosted Magic and Minerva McGonagall, Albus Dumbledore and Severus Snape (read: slimy, scary man) pointed at him and screamed out the incantation to convert his flames, he had felt odd. It was as if everything in him changed and he had blacked out.
Gokudera and Yamamoto had rushed towards him immediately, screaming his name repeatedly. Dumbledore had moved in quickly, and pointed his wand at Tsuna's head ("DON'T YOU DARE POINT THAT BLOODY STICK AT TENTH! MOVE IT AWAY! MOVE IT AWAY!" Gokudera screamed). Yamamoto had to restrain Gokudera from taking his dynamites out. Dumbledore had said that Tsuna was fine, perhaps the pulse was slightly slower than usual but he was fine. He was breathing, and it was all that matters. Sasagawa Ryohei, the Sun guardian, had shoved away the Storm guardian who was restrained by the Rain guardian and cradled the boss. He looked at peace, all his worries and anger from previous days had dissapated. The face that was in slumber at the moment rivalved the face that Tsuna had before he was the Vongola Decimo. It was the very rare times where you can see Tsuna's face at peace.
Ryohei smiled and cradled the man closer, hugging him and muttering, "Sawada, sleep well."
The guardians then brought Tsuna back into his own room, tucked him in and gave him a kiss on the head. Dumbledore, Snape and McGonagall were invited to the guest rooms and they were shocked that the mansion could rival their very own school.
/
When Tsuna woke, everything seemed to click. He knew that he had magic. He knew how to make it happen. He used the summoning charm to grab the clock from the bedside table. The clock flew into his hand and he was amazed. He looked at the clock and concentrated hard for the hand to move, and it did, to his surprise.
"Wandless Magic," Albus had told him, giving him his usual twinkling of an eye, "You are really powerful." (Gokudera had scoffed at that and muttered about Tenth being the one and only.)
He went to Diagon Alley through the Muggle way. He had seen Leaky Cauldron in London and wondered how he could ever missed it. He walked in and was not a tad surprised by how the people wore their clothes and how they spoke. Yamamoto who was accompanying him had been awed. He knew, somehow, that he had to tap the bricks and enter through the large archway that formed after the breakage of the small hole. He went to Ollivander's first, giving Albus' name and he got a wand, straightaway and for free.
He spent the next few days studying spells and brewing potions, which he had requested from Severus, who seemed to be liking Tsuna less and less (He did not mind one bit for the feeling's mutual).
Even his Cloud Guardian, Hibari Kyoya came to him and requested for a battle. Tsuna shook his head, saying that the Magic and Flames were different and could not compete.
The Cloud Guardian gave a smirk and striked anyway. Tsuna, having his Hyper Intuition had dodged the first attack, now without his X-Gloves, and were at a loss of what to do. He whipped out his wand and yelled the first spell off his mind.
"Aresto Momentum!"
Hibari slowed down, and Tsuna dodged his following moves, much to the Cloud Guardian's dismay. He clucked his tongue and walked away, but found himself moving utterly slowly. He glared at Tsuna who somehow, managed to released the spell and found himself nodding to the Hibari's challenge after the mission.
Tsuna thought it was Hibari's own way for asking him to stay safe.
Then, after 2 months of working hard and all, he was finally outside of the Great Hall. He had heard the Sorting Hat's song and frowned deeply, creases forming. After some chattering in the hall, he found the door opening itself and he felt that it was time for him to make an appearance. He entered the Great Hall, looking discreetly at Harry Potter, whom he had spent his past one week memorising about him and his stories. Around the black-head were his good friends: Ronald Weasley and Hermione Granger.
'Ronald Weasley is a pure-blood while the Granger girl is a muggleborn, or in a more crude form, Mudblood.'
Reborn's words echoed in his head as he walked towards Albus and gave him a polite bow. Thinking that his teachers would usually bow to the class, he turned and bowed to the school as well. He went to sit beside Severus, who gave his slight nod of his head. (After one and half months, their relationship had improved slightly, although Severus did seem to like Reborn more).
He was about to sit down when he was called by Dolores Umbridge (read: pink toad). He inwardly groaned and walked towards her, as she was his boss, in a way.
"Do you know that Dumbledore had you forgotten?"
"No. I do not. I merely arrived on time, Dolores."
"Well, since I was the one who requested you to take my place, do show a bit more respect to the Ministry, well you!" She looked disapprovingly at his clothes, "those… cloths are to changed at once!" She pointed at his suit and tie.
He sighed and took out his wand and gave a flick. His suit and tie changed into robes.
"Well, that's all better, Tsunayoshi." He nodded before going to his seat when he heard the cluck of her tongue. She flickered to Dumbledore and Tsuna got her message quick. He sighed as he did not like the attention at all. His Hyper Intuition was blaring at him as he felt ten thousands of evil thoughts from a certain part of the Great Hall (read: Slytherin's table).
"Hello, my name is Tsunayoshi Sawada and I am your new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher."
"Thank you very much, Professor Umbridge and Professor Sawada, that was most illuminating," he said, bowing to her. "Now, as I was saying, Quidditch tryouts will be held…"
Professor Sawada was seen returning to the seat beside Snape's. They were talking, in low voices and kept pointing towards Harry's way. Harry could feel Dolores Umbridge's eyes fixated on him as well.
"Yes, it certainly was illuminating," said Hermione in a low voice.
"You're not telling me you enjoyed it?" Ron said quietly, turning a glazed face towards Hermione. "That was about the dullest speech I've ever heard, and I grew up with Percy."
"I said illuminating, not enjoyable," said Hermione. "It explained a lot.'
"Did it?" said Harry in surprise. "Sounded like a load of waffle to me."
"There was some important stuff hidden in the waffle," said Hermione grimly.
"Was there?" said Ron blankly.
"How about: 'progress for progress's sake must be discouraged'? How about: 'pruning wherever we find practices that ought to be prohibited'?"
"Well, what does that mean?" said Ron impatiently.
"I'll tell you what it means," said Hermione through gritted teeth. "It means the Ministry's interfering at Hogwarts."
"Oh dang it! The first-years!" Hermione exclaimed, jumping up and pulling Ron along with her.
Harry gave them a look of surprise as Hermione apologised and apologised that they were Prefects and had to get the first-years back in line.
"Kids! Over here!" Ron shouted which got Hermione hitting at the back of head. He had used 'midgets' later on which got Hermione slap his head.
"See you later," he said dully to Ron and Hermione and he made his way out of the Great Hall alone, doing everything he could to ignore more whispering, staring and pointing as he passed. He kept his eyes fixed ahead as he wove his way through the crowd in the Entrance Hall, then he hurried up the marble staircase, took a couple of concealed short cuts and had soon left most of the crowds behind.
He had been stupid not to expect this, he thought angrily as he walked through the much emptier upstairs corridors. Of course everyone was staring at him; he had emerged from the Triwizard maze two months previously clutching the dead body of a fellow student and claiming to have seen Lord Voldemort return to power. There had not been time last term to explain himself before they'd all had to go home - even if he had felt up to giving the whole school a detailed account of the terrible events in that graveyard.
/
"So how did it go?" Hermione asked warily as she sat down on the sofa in the common room.
Ron glanced her way and asked, "What?"
"Don't you 'what' me, Ron!" Hermione chided as she turned to Harry with a huff, "So how's the fight with Seamus?"
Harry and Ron's jaws dropped before Harry asked how did she know about that. Hermione mentioned that she could hear the loud shouts and that Lavender Brown said the same thing as well. This made Harry slightly angry as he thought that Hermione had been spreading rumours and was well thinking that way till Hermione snapped back at him, telling him that they were his friends.
"What are you guys fighting about?" Fred came over, patting Ron's head, much to his disgust.
"About Seamus—"
"Or Lavender—"
"About the Boy-Who-Lived?" George ended.
Harry gave a huff of anger even though he knew that the duo was simply joking. Hermione looked at the timetable that was grasped in Fred's hand and snatched it over.
"Why, Hermione? Are you going to study our subjects too?" Fred asked jokingly.
"So how's the new DADA teacher?" Hermione piped.
Harry and Ron's head turned towards the twins who looked at each other. They made a face with each other and sighs audibly.
"You'll see—"
"that even though that Tsunayoshi kid looks nice and all—"
"but he is just a git—"
"Like Ron," Fred added thoughtfully before getting a flurry of attacks from the boy Prefect.
"In any case," Hermione added exasperatedly (Ron was pressed down by Harry), "His name sounded Asian. Like... the Japanese or something."
The Wealeys glanced at the bushy-haired girl weirdly. They all looked at each other before laughing out.
"Asian?" Ron laughed.
"More like Caucasian!" Fred roared, hitting George as he made a small poem out of the words that rhymed with 'Asian'.
Harry folded his arms, "I agree with Hermione though."
Ron made a small choking sound, "There's the institution they attend to. The Maka-something-rou."
"And I will Maka you," Fred joked which the other few all stared at him.
"It means defeat or something," Fred shrugged.
Hermione sighed exasperatedly, "Mahoutokoro." The other boys all looked at her in awe. She blushed and added, "In any case, we'll be getting his classes tomorrow and we'll see."
/
"Well, what do we have here?" A voice sneered and that reminded Harry of Snape horribly.
No one answered and Professor Umbridge (read: pink toad) walked out from behind the screen. With a huff, she sat down on the table with maple veneer and she smiled evilly.
"Wands away and quills out, please."
Many of the class exchanged gloomy looks; the order "wands away" had never yet been followed by a lesson they had found interesting. Harry shoved his wand back inside his bag and pulled out quill, ink and parchment. Professor Umbridge opened her handbag, extracted her own wand, which was an unusually short one, and tapped the blackboard sharply with it; words appeared on the board at once:
Defense Against the Dark Arts A Return to Basic Principles
"Well now, your teaching in this subject has been rather disrupted and fragmented, hasn't it?" stated Professor Umbridge, turning to face the class with her hands clasped neatly in front of her.
"The constant changing of teachers, many of whom do not seem to have followed any Ministry approved curriculum, has unfortunately resulted in your being far below the standard we would expect to see in your OWL year.
"You will be pleased to know, however, that these problems are now to be rectified. We will be following a carefully structured, theory-centerd, Ministry-approved course of defensive magic this year. Copy down the following, please."
All of them made no move to 'copy down the following'. The first person to raise his hand was, surprisngly, Neville Longbottom.
"Yes, Mr..?" The pink toad enquired.
"Longbottom, Professor. I thought that our teacher is Professor Sawada."
"Yes. Yes, Mr. Longbottom. You are correct. However, Professor Sawada has a little—" She was interrupted by a sound coming through from the door.
"Ah, I guess I was late," the brunette chuckled as he readjusted his spectacles.
Harry had thought he did not wear spectacles the last time.
"Ah, Dolores," Umbridge shot him a glare, "Opps, Professor Umbridge, nice to meet you." He placed his books on the table and he laughed a little when the books let out a grumble that he was dropping them too hard. He caressed ("EWW!" Ron exclaimed and Hermione hit his head hard, "Shush, Ron!") the books and muttered an apology.
"Alright then! Like what Professor Umbridge might have said," Professor Sawada said, "Wands away, please!"
Everyone groaned wearily and turned to glance at Umbridge warily. Professor Sawada seemed to get the hint and whispered something to the pink lady. She huffed something and gave an evil glare to the remaining students, especially Harry.
"If anyone were to make a fool out of yourselves, you will definitely be in detention with me for the rest of the week." With that, the pink lady stomped out of the room, shutting the massive doors with a loud crash.
Wary of the new professor, no one protested about the "wands away" comment. He looked around the room and saw that all their wands are away. He smiled sweetly and said, "Now, let us commence on the lesson."
Tsuna rubbed his temples as he woke up that morning. His previous lesson had not gone as planned at all. He thought that it will be well as he had warned nicely to Dolores Umbridge (read: witch) to not interfere with his Defence Against the Dark Arts lesson if she trusted him.
Of course I do, she had said with her high-pitched voice, I trust that you are the best Professor for the choice as we had to ask you to transfer from the Mahoutokara.
Mahoutokoro, Tsuna had corrected and he nodded, I will carry out all your aims the Ministry has asked me to. However, I need some trust from you to not interfere with my lessons.
Why not, Dolores had replied, I trust you.
Tsuna sighed with relief before giving the woman his appreciation which was returned with a girly smile.
Then, Dolores appeared in his lesson in Advanced DADA with the Gryffindors six-years. He had inwardly groaned and asked nicely, what could have been her business there.
She answered with her sweet voice that she had the duty to look through his first lesson there. Although he had smiled, saying she was welcome, he had inwardly cursed her parents to be hexed to Azkaban. (Although Tsuna did wonder why did he say 'hexed to Azkaban' instead of 'banished to hell'. Must be the Magic thing, he thought.)
And this upcoming lesson, he was late. He was busy in the library looking for clues for the mission but he could find nothing. No book on it, na-uh. The librarian had kindly reminded him that he might have a lesson ongoing and he glanced at the time, gasping that the lesson was starting. He rushed towards the DADA lesson venue and he pushed open the door, only to see Dolores Umbridge (read: that bitch) again.
"Ah, I guess I was late," the brunette chuckled as he readjusted his spectacles (he put on the 'degree-less-reading-made-easy' spectacles while at the library and had forgotten to take it off).
"Ah, Dolores," Umbridge shot him a glare which Tsuna waved it off like nothing, "Opps, Professor Umbridge, nice to meet you." He placed his heavy (and complaining) books on the table and he laughed a little when the books let out a grumble that he was dropping them too hard. Tsuna caressed ("EWW!" the red-head boy, Weasley, exclaimed and bushy hair, know-it-all, hit the former's head hard, "Shush, Ron!") the books and muttered a quick apology accompanied with a goofy grin.
"Alright then! Like what Professor Umbridge might have said," Tsuna said, "Wands away, please!" He hoped that would appease Dolores to get out of his lesson.
Everyone groaned wearily and turned to glance at Umbridge warily. Tsuna saw their looks and sighed. He went over to the pink, short lady and told her, kindly, to go out of the room.
"Why?" She hissed, "I can stay here."
"And disrupt my lesson, Dolores," Tsuna sighed in a low voice, "You do trust me, don't you?"
"Yes, yes, of course I do, my sweet little Tuna (Tsuna cringed but showed no visible reaction), I'll come back again next time."
"Er... please no, Dolores," Tsuna smiled, "You do remember you would like to give me some tea, no?"
"Ah! Of course, I've forgotten!" She said, "Of course, it's all these damn brats' fault!" Tsuna saw her give the students a fleering look and her eyes lingered on Harry Potter a little tad longer than most.
"If anyone were to make a fool out of yourselves, you will definitely be in detention with me for the rest of the week." With that, the pink lady stomped out of the room, shutting the massive doors with a loud crash.
Tsuna smiled sweetly, relieved to get a massive pink toad out of the way (although still sad that he had to face her for tea break) and said, "Now, let us commence on the lesson."
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