Harry sighed as he tried to keep his sanity surrounded by the other children in his class. 23 idiots bouncing off the walls in their excitement, and Harry was close to murder. After finishing his work thought he could enjoy a bit of time listening to the phone he scavenged from Dudley's 2nd bedroom and rewound into a workable version of itself. He found that if he managed to keep it quiet and only update it at the library he would be fine. Harry never had a great interest in music but he enjoyed a couple of bands and that was enough for him.

Of course he couldn't hear it even on full volume with headphones when all of his classmates running around and screaming at the top of their lungs with the teacher Ms Caulfield trying to calm all of them down. Harry could care less for her plight however, she was always such a bitch about him doing his own thing whenever he inevitably finished his work 20 minutes before anybody else. Harry knew that he was...strange in that regard. He never knew why he was so intelligent or why he was able to be so refined, but he guessed it had to do with his memories of the Sword-User. That one always was in the presence of somebody more important and with Shu Kagi's mentality and coldness it only made sense that he could act more refined, and he loved it.

Looking down at himself he thought that he may as well head to the bathroom and refresh himself before the inspection began, nothing better to do. And after he grabbed his phone and headphones and shoved them in his pocket he walked out the class to his teachers feeble protests and went for the bathroom while pulling out his headphones and placed them in his ears while pressing play and opened the door.

11 minute break

Harry walked back to the door to his classroom and took out his earphones to...silence. Harry shrugged and walked back into the classroom while adjusting his tie. Everybody was staring at him, including two more additions to the classroom. At the front of the class there were a man and a woman, both dressed well, with the man's hand on one of Harry's classmates Katrina flaring her feeble prana.

Pulling his head up he nodded ever so slightly to the two before walking back to the desk he had at the back of the class to himself. The rest of the children sat in threes or fours and that suited Harry fine, more space and less distractions. Care-free he fell into his seat and looked over the work he had done previously to make sure nobody had messed with them before looking back to the front of the class to see that Katrina had walked back to her desk with her head lowered dejectedly.

As Harry was about to turn back to his work to revise it, even though he knew that he had gotten it right the 1st time he heard a cough from the teacher. Lifting his head slowly he said icily, "Yes, Ms Caulfield?"

The teacher seemed to shudder slightly before saying. "Harry Potter, could you please move to the front of the class."

Harry wasn't in the mood to argue and so with an audible snap he closed his workbook and stood with the elegance of an aristocrat and walked up to the man at the front and said. The two looked at him with appraising eyes. "Please, continue."

The man seemed slightly off-balance at the boy's attitude before saying. "Your a fiery one aren't ya? You realise who your talking to right, I'm Sir…"

Harry cut him off, "Sir Edward Lampard, British representative of the Head Six. A famous savior who has more fangirls and autographings done then he has metaphysicals destroyed. And apparently, now a savior scout who is forced to touch young children and shatter their dreams of heroism and fame. Need I continue?"

Everybody in the room fell deathly silent. The teacher had a gob-smacked expression as did all of the pupils. However, Sir Edward started to laugh and the woman began to giggle in an aristocratic way. The man looked down at Harry and said, "It's good to see that not all of these kids are as boring as the last. If I may?"

And before Harry could even respond he could feel a hand fall on his head and another presence on his prana, poking and prodding it provokingly. Harry didn't rise to this but looked up into the man's blue eyes behind a curtain of hair and smirked. Gathering himself, Harry dragged all of his prana outwards and flared to his heart's content. In a flash a dark purple aura had surrounded him, Harry purposefully dragged it above his mouth but not any further as he modeled the energy into the robes worn by Shu Kagi.

Everybody in the classroom could feel their jaws drop as the reject, the nerd of the class with no friends put their Prana to shame. Harry smiled visibly as he twirled himself towards the class and said in a dark voice. "Harry Potter, reincarnation of Shu Kagi, apprentice to the Dark Lord and brother to his consort the Witch of the Netherworld, at your service."

Harry turned back to Sir Edward and the woman and said. "You may have felt it, but there was something else in there. I haven't been made privy to the details but I have some disjointed memories of someone else."

Sir Edward peered down at Harry while the woman came up to them. "If you would come with us Mr Potter, we can discuss your...unusual level of power."

Harry didn't miss a beat. "And who may be the lady proposing this?"

She smiled again and said, "Angela Johnson, now come along. All of the other appointments in the school have been taken care of in this school and we have no other appointments and so we may discuss this further."

Harry nodded his consent and, sensing it coming, felt the hand coming from Sir Edward. Turning on his heel he nimbly dodged the swipe and grabbed his wrist. "Now then, that's no way to treat your future replacement is it?"

Harry danced his way out of class with Edward on his heels as he followed Angela through the familiar corridors of the school, the uncaring walls and posters warning about bullying and eating right looming over Harry. He never knew that he may feel, sad, that he would probably never see these things again. Harry yet again sidestepped an attempt from Edward to catch him as he pirouetted on his left foot and fell back into stride with Angela, who was giggling profusely at the antics of the two. Harry felt more at ease with these people, this man and woman who had earned their success and all the while maintained it with a calm collection and joviality that Harry had yet to achieve himself.

The trio came up to the front desk of the school and they saw the elderly secretary Mrs Wood typing away at the outdated computer that hid a pile of paper with various values and names on them. She looked up and smiled upon seeing Harry, "Ah, you've been accepted for the Savior Course dearie?"

Harry smiled back a genuine smile at this, Mrs Wood was always nice to him and always made time to ask how he was doing when she passed Privet Drive. "Yes Mrs Wood, unfortunately however, this may be the last time we speak for quite a while, maybe ever. And so, thank you for your ear and your service."

Mrs Wood was used to this, she had always known that Harry had some home problems and was never reluctant to check in to see how he was doing. It was a relief to her to see that the polite young man had finally gotten his chance. "Ah don't worry about that, now you run along and become a hero. I'll make sure to be cheering when you're on the telly."

Harry smiled once more before walking out of the doors. He forgot about his bag, he wouldn't need it where he was going. Who knows? Maybe Dudley will find it and finally get something higher then a B-. He looked up to Angela after dodging another swipe from Edward, who flinched upon seeing Mrs Wood's face of disapproval, and asked. "Hey Ms Johnson, where are we going?"

She looked down with a soft smile. "Now that won't do. Henceforth you are to call me Angela, we're going to be working together a lot and there's no need for formality. We're on our way to the Savior HQ in London, we do, however, have 5 hours grace before we are expected back. And I'll be damned if Britain's new prodigy is presented to the Head Six in his Primary School uniform."

Harry's eyes widened at all of that. He wasn't expecting to cause this much of a stir which could lead to him being in a room with the Six! Gathering himself and composing his mind he said with a slightly shaky voice. "I'll extend the same then, please call me not Harry. But I'm afraid that I have not yet received my inheritance from my parents, and I believe my relatives would be less than willing to pay."

The two stopped cold in their tracks while Harry went on ahead. Noticing he couldn't hear the other footsteps he turned back to see that Angela had her hand over her mouth, a look of shock on her face. Edward had a hard look on his face and he scanned over one of the files in the pile Angela had previously been holding.

Harry jogged back and asked. "What's up? Don't we have to get to the HQ?"

Angela knelt down next to him and said. "Harry, please indulge me this. Do you know your parents names?"

Harry tilted his head slightly before responding in a quiet voice. "James and Lily Potter, they died when I was one in a metaphysical attack."

Harry nearly broke his barriers when he couldn't respond fast enough to Angela's hug. He peered over her shoulder to see that Edward had lowered his head and he could even see...were those tears? Harry wasn't sure how to deal with Angela's hug but reciprocated it with one arm until she retracted with red eyes. "Harry, I...We knew your parents. Back when we were in highschool I was just starting my work at Edward's parents mansion as a maid and Edward was finishing his training. During the summer Edward's father struck a deal with another well-to-do house. We thought it would be a bunch of stuck up snobs with more money than brain cells but what we got was a family of three with the son bringing his new girlfriend."

Harry stopped cold at this, he never knew that his father had belonged to a noble house. Nodding slightly to Angela, Edward took up on the story telling. "I've never seen a family act that casually around mine. The adults did their usuals but as it turned out, James' dad brought a cask of beer for the children and a bottle of rum for the ladies while bringing out a bottle of Italian White Dragoon for the adults. We knew it was customary to bring a gift but Charles Potter took the meaning of excess and set the bar a meter higher."

"James went up to me and Angela with his arm around his girlfriend's shoulders and as casually as could be he said. 'How's it going? I'm James and this is Aphrodite reincarnate.'"

Angela smiled slightly as they all began walking again and said in a far away voice. "Lily just clapped him around the head and smiled. 'I'm Lily. So what do you guys do for fun around here?'"

"Me and Edward were shocked. Those two were as casual and free as the birds that flew around the house. Edward tried to act the same but James just didn't let up did he."

Edward smiled broadly as he remembered that moment. "Oh yeah! He let go of Lily and went up to me and said. 'Now if you can't think of anything fun I've got an idea. How about we head outside into the garden, go to a private spot and drink until we think of something to do?'. Ha! We didn't even have a chance to respond as James grabbed all of the alcohol and struck up a conversation with Me about sports and Lily went up to Angie and started to gush over her hair."

Angela hovered her hand over her chest where her heart was. "Lily was so kind and gentle, a temper of a fire cracker but if you were threatening her or her friends there was no stopping her."

Harry fell fully silent as he pondered this new development. If Angela and Edward were friends with his parents they could help him discover their will. Harry spoke for the 1st time since the two started reminiscing. "That's...quite the revelation. I have been living with my mother's sister's' family the Dursleys, I assure you should I leave there would be no love lost. But what I want to know is where their will is and why I haven't been informed of its contents."

Harry watched as Angela's face contorted into a snarl and Edward looked murderous. Harry nearly recoiled as Angela pulled out a knife and began to twirl it while Edward knelt down next to Harry and put his hand on Harry's shoulder. "We...We were supposed to be your guardians Harry. Me and your parents talked about it before they all had to go into hiding but they believed that we would be the best people to raise you. James' friends were too irresponsible for Lily, and James to an extent, while Lily thought Angie would be the best choice. We were absolutely smitten with you, to be honest."

Harry was pissed, and by god that didn't describe his anger well enough right now. All this time spent as a slave, forced into substandard education and labour while being forced to sleep in a cupboard while his relatives fed upon his labour and went unpunished. Harry could almost feel his voice freeze the air around him. "I think we have some work to do. 1st we go and relinquish control of me from the Dursleys, are...are you willing to take guardianship?"

Edward smiled as he preemptively held his arm out to stop Angela from tackling Harry to the ground. "James and Lily taught us to have fun, to be human. I would be damned if I let their son go back to the Dursleys."

Harry stopped as they came up to the limousine that brought the two to the school. "As such, I will endeavour to live up to their name. Do you know where they did their financial business? If they were noble they should have some form of trust fund ready for me."

Angela and Edward exchanged worried glances as all three entered the limo. They would have thought the Dursley's would have at least inform Harry of his noble hood but it looks like they were much more envious than they first appeared.

Harry took a seat across the two, it was only second nature to conduct business like this for him. Edward schooled his expression down, Harry didn't seem like the most trusting person. "We know that the Potters used the same financial office as the Lampards, it was how we met actually. Our advisor asked us to meet and see if we couldn't profit from a few business deals. Their will was supposed to be opened and checked for anything that is to be conducted immediately but the contents were supposed to be fully enacted when you were twelve or we deemed it necessary. We were so close James and I nearly signed a marriage contract for our children should it happen before Lily and Angela talked some sense into us."

Harry looked shocked as Angela and Edward laughed at the memory. How much had he missed out on? "O...k, while I'm sure the person I would be married to is undoubtedly lovely I can't help but be majorly relieved at the fact it didn't go through."

Angela giggled as Harry said this with a slightly shaky voice. "I'm afraid that that person doesn't even exist as of yet. Edwards duty as part of the Six and the fact that he still hasn't found a lover yet put a slight dampener on those plans."

Harry's eyes narrowed as he looked between Edward who was protesting that while Angela looked smug while also...sad? It looked like she had some longing in her eyes as she said that and even Harry could recognise it. While he never knew love like that he could easily see that Angela was more than fond for Edward.

Harry smiled as the two bickered and said slightly louder then the two were arguing. "Well while I'm sure that Edward will eventually sort himself out in the love department. I believe we have some relatives to visit and a banker to deal with. How long will it take to get the papers drawn for the exchange in guardianship."

Edward composed himself and leaned back in his chair while pushing a button on the wall. "Call Stephan."

Harry could hear a ringing throughout the limo and heard as a phone was picked up. The voice on the other end sounded elderly, with a hint of an upper class british accent. "How may I help you today master Edward?"

Edward smiled as he heard the voice of the man on the other end. "Stephan! Good to hear you old chap. This is a bit of a rush but could you draw up some adoption papers and send them to my phone quickly?"

Stefan sighed resignedly as he said. "Why am I not surprised. Participants of the adoption."

Edward spluttered at this while Angela said. "Edward Lampard and Angela Johnson adopting Harry Potter."

Stephan fell silent as he absorbed this information before bursting out. "Wait, is the young master with you!"

Harry looked up and said. "He is. Am I to assume you were the man who handled my parents finances?"

Stephan cleared his throat as he said in an excited voice. "I was Master Harry. Excuse me but the last time I saw you, you were but a babe. I hope to serve you in a capacity that you're parents would be happy for me to continue."

"Well then, I'll work double-time to get those papers drawn up. Miss Johnson will receive them on her phone in about 10 minutes. Shall you be visiting any time soon?"

Angela took up the plate at this. "We are on our way to Harry's current guardians right now. If everything goes to plan we can get to your firm in about 40 minutes Stephan. As a heads up we will be getting Harry control of any funds he can and then we will be leaving to go shopping."

Stefan gasped and Edward paled at this, they didn't know they would be going shopping with...Angela! Speaking of the woman she was already looking Harry up and down while he felt slightly uncomfortable. He was thinking that he would treat himself for once, get a few nice outfits and maybe a wallet and watch, but with the way Angela was looking at him he looked to be in a world of pain.

Harry shuffled back slightly and moved to try and mitigate some damage. "Once we finish our business at the Firm I believe a rudimentary shop will have to suffice. We will have time for a larger spending spree later but two outfits and various things will do for now, ok?"

Angela looked pretty put out as Edward sighed in relief and Stephan started to laugh. Harry smiled at this and tried to console Angela. "Oh don't be like that, you have my family's fortune available to you and two models to help you out for the entire summer."

Edward looked at him betrayed as Stephan just laughed harder. Still chuckling Stephan said with with a conclusive voice. "Well, it's good to see that James' humor lives on in you Young Master. Now then, I've some papers to draw up, until we next speak."

And with that a ringing noise fell over the limo, only to abruptly stop as Edward pressed the button on the wall again. Harry smiled softly as he looked out of the darkened window to see that they were coasting into Privet Drive. He turned back to Angela and Edward and said, "Please, don't antagonise them without reason. While they may be the worst people I've met I want this over the moment they sign."

The devious smile on Edward's face didn't help reassuring him but Angela smiled as she nodded in affirmation. "If that's what you want. We could just wait for Stephan to finish the papers and then talk to the Dursleys so this idiot doesn't have time to run around the house."

Edwards spluttered denials as Harry said, "That sounds like the best option." And pulled out his headphones and phone, plugged them in, chose a song and closed his eyes and let the soft melodies carry him away...

There's three parts to love

Or so I believe

There's a part of you you lose

And another you receive

AN: Not dead, I don't own anything. The Song at the end is All the Lights in the Sky by Area 11, or Bosozoku Symphonic Movement IV if you're a pretentious twat. Tata.