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Important Note!: Sorry if it contains only a few characters. But I have to establish this arc first. You will see Hinamori/Harry interacting with more people in the next chapter though. And I'm sorry for the late update. My browser has some really serious problem regarding opening the Account of Fanfiction. It took me approximately five days to even get this working to at least post this. And while on this matter, since I have this "Nemesis Arc", I'll give you heads up about one of my arcs. I figured that since there's a 'Future Arc' in KHR canon, I would do an arc entitled "Past Arc". It's not the one where one character from the past asks for help, but still on the general idea of Time-Traveling. With 'twelve or four-hundred years in the past' (you should know the significance of this periods both in HP and KHR), it depends right now if how the story will progress. :)
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Chapter 2
Hibari waited patiently by the gate as he tapped his foot rhythmically.
He had always forced Hinamori to attend school two hours before the designated time with him. Not that the younger boy always came through but at least, he took some effort to do so. The younger boy could be such an herbivore sometimes. If he didn't know him as well as he did, Hibari might have permanently labelled Hinamori as such. That was why he settled for an omnivore since Hinamori still lacked the necessity to be a full carnivore.
There had been really close times where Hibari had almost bitten the younger boy to death. Hinamori already knew that he didn't tolerate such tardiness but the boy still did so on a random basis. It was really aggravating since the other was clearly testing his patience. The boy was wary of him, he had the right to be since Hibari was a full-fledged predator, but the boy was definitely no prey either so he tolerated him as best as he could.
But on the quiet days that it was only the both of them, with Hinamori helping him around as best as he could, Hibari would reluctantly concede that he had claimed the boy as part of his territory–not exactly something he was really fond of but more on the terms of territorial custody.
And even if he would be loathe to admit it, Hinamori had been his first and only friend. Before Namimori, before the Disciplinary Committee, before that baby, and before Sawada Tsunayoshi and his mafia business. And being his friend meant that you at least have to be above the level of a lowly herbivore. Family didn't really mean much if you only shared the same blood without any real bonds–his own mother had made him realize that at the tender age of seven when he first met his half-brother.
And he never actually met his and Hinamori's father to determine the level of the man but according to some information, at least, the man could pass closely as an omnivore. But if what Hinamori had gleaned was true, then Hibari might just hate their father for being a disruptive creature during the man's school days. So for now, he would say that Hinamori was the only individual that he would be willing to consider as something close to family; not those herbivorous monkeys that his mother shared the same blood with.
Despite the deal that he had made with the baby, Sawada and his band of herbivores had yet to truly prove themselves to him; a reason he didn't like associating himself with their group.
Even with this knowledge, he refused Hinamori to fall back into any herbivorous behaviors, half-brother or not. And he would inflict the punishment of being bitten to death if he had to just to make sure of this. He had known of Hinamori's home life and had given the other as much freedom as he could provide–but there were still rules that simply couldn't be disobeyed. Hibari wasn't the type of person to really feel sympathy or compassion to another but he did claim Hinamori as part of his territory and he always took great care and order of his territories.
But Sawada Tsunayoshi's business and that baby's sudden interference were intruding on his territory. Though, the baby on a darker and definitely more different level grounds than the others; and Hibari despised it.
"Ah, Kyoya," Hinamori approached him hastily with a small smile.
"What took you so long?" He gazed at the younger boy impassively but had managed to convey his displeasure if the cringe that he saw was anything to go by. They would have to work on that reaction since it reminded him of that herbivore, Sawada.
But the younger boy just sifted through his backpack before bringing out three bentos.
"I had to finish making our bentos for lunch," Hinamori answered with a bright smile. "I also made one of Kusakabe-san since he had been a really great help for me to catch up on my…normal subjects." He added thoughtfully as he fell in step beside Hibari, slowly making their early way to school despite the morning chill that accompanied them.
Hibari frowned as his black blazer billowed slightly in the chilly air.
"You didn't need to make another bento, Kusakabe would manage," He stated a little darkly, not understanding why Hinamori had to be nice to his second-in-command since Hibari had only ordered him to assist his half-brother. He glared at a random man who had almost bumped into him, his blue-gray eyes drilling annoyed holes into the poor man's head. But he just scowled and ignored him, it wasn't worth it biting someone to death so early in the morning.
Hinamori just watched him curiously before chuckling nervously.
"Y-Yeah," The younger boy responded uncertainly. "But I wanted to," He reasoned almost idly as they continued to walk.
Hibari just glanced at him from the corner of his eye before staring ahead. There were times that Hinamori just confused him–something he really hated. He was the type of person who liked to think that he had at least an understanding of every person he met; even herbivores–what action proved to be the most effective in inflicting fear, which punishment motivated them to follow the rules, or even who were the annoying ones that needed to be instantly bitten to death. He remembered how Dino was most encouraged to fight at his best when around subordinates, how that baby was more serious in the face of those he respected, or how Sawada was more willing to fight if he had something to protect.
But his half-brother just didn't stay put at one constant thing. Hibari remembered that Hinamori didn't like seeing weak people being beaten or tormented; and then he showed no qualms when his older brother had bitten weak herbivores to death several times. There were also moments when Hinamori hated taking advantage of other people and then he would threaten others when he truly needed something. And of course, those tendencies where Hibari wanted to bite him to death for being an herbivore or acknowledge him as an omnivore, at bizarre moments.
Hinamori was like a walking contradiction.
And Hibari couldn't decide if it warranted the boy a punishment or not.
"Potter-sama!" A voice interrupted their peaceful silence.
They both tensed.
Hibari knew that Hinamori had already talked to the Japanese Minister of Magic the moment he arrived here about his arrival and identity. They didn't want the knowledge of where the "Boy-Who-Lived" was currently located reaching the wrong ears. It had been a good thing that the Japanese Magical Government was an isolated faction amongst the other communities or Hibari would have little to no remorse about biting them to death should they betray what had been agreed upon. Hinamori had showed him the indenture to tell.
Both of them whirled around and saw an unidentified man in a monk's robes running up to them.
And before he could truly reach Hinamori, Hibari had already halted him in his tracks with a tonfa levelled at his throat.
"You know the rule, herbivore," Hibari spoke menacingly as his eyes narrowed. "Start explaining yourself now before I bite you to death." He warned ominously as he loomed over the other, his aura sinister and dangerous, since it had been established that no Potter existed in Namimori.
"Kyoya!" Hinamori yelped as he took hold of his arm. "Let him go," He spoke quietly but there was a firm request behind his words. They stared at each other for some time, Hinamori's gaze determined but stubborn and Hibari's cold and penetrating. If there was one thing that Hibari was sure of, Hinamori was one of the most stubborn individuals he could name, and that knowledge didn't bode well for the younger boy since those were the type of people Hibari enjoyed crushing.
But nonetheless, he pulled out of the grip and stepped back from the trembling man.
"F-From D-Daijin-sama!" The unknown man bowed his head as he offered a scroll with quivering hands. "H-He said that it's important business and couldn't afford to w-wait any longer."
Hinamori reluctantly accepted it before opening it.
Green eyes skimmed the contents and they visibly hardened with anger as he further read. His fists clenched over the edges as he glared at the terrified man before him. Hibari didn't need to read what was written in the scroll, Hinamori would provide its contents.
"Why wasn't I informed sooner? This was a week ago!" Hinamori cried out in frustration.
"D-Daijin-sama thought it would only be an inconvenience for you since H-Hinamori-kun's already h-had enough–" The man tried to explain but his words were weak against the ferocity of Hinamori's expression.
"And he knows what's best for me? Is that it?" The boy growled furiously before green eyes narrowed behind round-rimmed glasses. "Leave, now."
"H-Hai!"
The man bowed again before vanishing into a light mist. Hibari scowled after him since he knew that when Hinamori was angered, it was serious and he just knew that it would be affecting Namimori. He wanted to bite the man to death but he had immediately escaped and Hinamori had stopped him. And if the words of his half-brother were any indication, a part of the indenture had been violated, making him itch to bite those herbivores in the Ministry to death. Hinamori was part of his territory and they had breached past their limited boundaries.
His eyes stared at the frustrated green orbs.
"This isn't good," Hinamori murmured quietly. "There's been a breakout in Azkaban–Antonin Dolohov."
"A criminal," Hibari added spitefully but unnecessarily.
Hinamori combed a hand through his already messy locks of ebony hair, not unlike Hibari's own.
"And he's after me."
O.o.O
Tsuna knew he didn't imagine it but Hinamori seemed a bit tenser lately.
Even when they had crashed by their house unannounced, Hinamori had not treated Tsuna and his friends any differently. Still a bit distant but not unfriendly. But the same couldn't be said for Hibari, the Prefect had glared at them whenever they were in sight. Though, Hinamori did get defensive and easier to anger when either Reborn was around or mentioned. But those moments didn't compare to recently, Hinamori didn't even smile these days, his words or replies seemed a bit more clipped and almost monosyllabic, and he also skipped classes or schooldays as of late (like today).
It wasn't until lunch time when he and his friends decided to have their lunch in the classroom that Tsuna discovered there must be something really going on.
"H-Hinamori-san's acting a bit off lately," Tsuna started out hesitantly, noting his classmate's absence. "D-Don't you think so, Yamamoto-kun?"
Yamamoto blinked before looking thoughtful.
"You're right," He chuckled lightly. "I don't think I see Hibari-san around much lately either. Or much of the other members of the Disciplinary Committee, for that matter." The dark haired boy shared as he scratched the back of his head.
The brunette startled at the information, realizing that the other was right. Hibari was still there in the mornings to punish late comers but no one saw much of him after that. And it had been Kusakabe Tetsuya running around the school for the Disciplinary Committee matters; and only fewer members roamed the corridors. He also realized that despite that, the tension was still thick around the school. It was as if the students could sense something amiss too since despite the absence of Hibari, they still moved with caution around the halls. As if Hibari's dark will still roved the corridors and classrooms.
"Che," Gokudera scoffed irately. "Who cares about that bastard?" He demanded as he glared at nothing in particular.
"Don't you have anything to share, Hayato?" Yamamoto grinned at the silver haired boy, persuading him to share some thought into the matter.
Gokudera fumed.
"Don't call me that, idiot!" He snapped before his eyes met Tsuna's pleading pair, and he sighed unhappily. "They're patrolling the area." He admitted grudgingly as he crossed his arms.
"R-Really?" Tsuna raised an eyebrow in confusion. "Why would they do that?" He got this queasy feeling since the last time Hibari had his members scattered and lurking around the neighborhood was when Mukuro had commenced an attack in Namimori. He wondered if something alike was happening again.
The silver haired boy straightened eagerly to answer.
"I think they're either looking for someone or expecting someone. I've passed by the bastard with that brother of his doing a perimeter around the area." He reported straightforwardly and almost formally, if not for the informal address within his statement.
"T-There's no accidents occurring around at this time, right?" Tsuna asked with worry since that had been one of the signs when Mukuro had been prowling about–by attacking strong individuals and most members of the Disciplinary Committee.
Yamamoto shook his head with a bewildered smile.
"Nope, not at all!" He confirmed confidently. "There's nothing much around, really." The dark haired boy assured his friend.
"If you ignore their suspicious activities," Gokudera muttered under his breath sarcastically.
The other laughed almost flippantly.
"You're so paranoid sometimes, Hayato." Yamamoto remarked with a playful grin. "I almost thought you were worried." He casually teased as his eyes gleamed mischievously.
"Stop addressing me so casually!" The silver haired boy yelled at him in annoyance. "And why the hell would I worry for that bastard and his brother?"
Tsuna sighed as he watched the two argue.
But somehow, he still couldn't disregard that foreboding feeling of uneasiness that coiled in his stomach.
O.o.O
When the first attack occurred, no one had seen it coming.
Hinamori could only watch as Japanese Aurors, disguised as local policemen, carefully studied the bloodied area. Fortunately, the assaulted men were alive, if only barely. He recognized the use of a Cutting Curse, judging from the slashed wound on one of the men's chest. There were also the after effects of the Cruciatus Curse–the glazed eyes of one man along with the blood seeping from the nose already confirmed it.
But what made his stomach really churn in apprehension was the obvious use of the Bone Breaking Curse. One by one, rib by rib, and even the bones of each finger, he recognized the signs almost intimately having been on the receiving end of that spell before. He didn't need to know to tell that it had been a bloody torture–he was familiar with the term, suffered through it, and on that rare memory when he had been forced to inflict that kind of damage. Dolohov had been a witness of that sickening display and the man surely knew how to drive the message home.
It wasn't an assumption that the aggressor had been Antonin Dolohov. It was a fact.
He didn't even bat an eye as the Aurors moved the broken bodies nor even really stared at the blood splattered walls that surrounded him. None of the policemen questioned him, already expecting his presence, and Hinamori almost felt like he was under Kingsley's command again–trained to endure this kind of thing, just an eleven year old kid forced to bear with the bloodshed for his survival. And the fact that those people, even the Japanese Magical Government, mostly forgot the fact that he was still a thirteen year old boy and had not even scraped past puberty yet, much less adulthood.
The stench of blood hurt his nose and he watched as his older brother frown, maybe thinking of how his beloved Namimori had been defiled.
Keeping the bile that wanted to rise from his throat at bay, Hinamori turned around abruptly and started to walk away. Some part of him had hoped that Dolohov had just come for him straightforwardly instead of harming other people on the man's way to Hinamori.
After the war, instead of getting used to the sight of gore and blood, it only made Hinamori physically ill to be in its presence; since it only had nightmares and memories in its bloody wake. He felt the presence of the older boy behind him as they ambled their way through the shopping district to the park. Some part of him subconsciously straightened, mindful of Kyoya's company since it wouldn't do to show weakness in front of the horrified crowd that had gathered around the crime scene. He could feel his brother's anger rolling off of him in waves since Namimori had been tarnished with carnage that wasn't Kyoya's doing.
But once they had reached a secluded corner in the park, Hinamori promptly doubled over and puked out his lunch and breakfast. He managed to keep his eyes from tearing up but they stung pretty badly.
"You can't stand it," Kyoya's voice bluntly pointed out and Hinamori felt like laughing at his brother's tendency of stating the unnecessary.
He still chuckled anyway, even if it came out through strangled gasps.
"How could I? I-I've previously encountered Dolohov during the war," He stated carefully, trying to ignore the horrid taste of bile in his mouth. "And that was how he had killed some of my friends before. From what I last heard, he was just recently captured weeks after I left,"
"And has apparently escaped after," Kyoya growled in disgust as Hinamori felt the same way–he knew that the Ministry had been in disarray but to let a criminal escape…
It was unforgivable and he forced himself to forget the sight of broken bodies.
A harsh poke on his forehead made him yelp in pain and saw Kyoya brandishing his tonfa threateningly.
"Stop acting like an herbivore," The older boy warned him menacingly. "Get your act together and be the omnivore you are when dealing with this," He added before he gave a solid kick to Hinamori's stomach and sent him skidding on the ground.
Hinamori blinked up at the sky and felt himself laugh, before sighing as he got up. That was the closest thing Kyoya could offer as a comfort.
And somehow, he understood what the older boy was trying to say. He needed to keep a level head and couldn't afford to bear weaknesses now since Dolohov would only see that as another way to take advantage of him. So he grinned at his brother who only scoffed and walked away.
Hinamori shook his head and ran to catch up.
O.o.O
Tsuna blinked bewilderedly as he saw who was at the doorway of his classroom with Reborn.
"D-Dino-san!" He called in surprise as he stood up, followed by Yamamoto, Gokudera, and Ryohei who promptly stood up. It was after class and Ryohei was here to try and convince Tsuna to join the boxing club again. Or at least, they were supposed to be leaving until it escalated into a nothing but an all-out argument with Gokudera simultaneously bickering with Yamamoto or Ryohei. But he was honestly confused at the blonde's presence, not that the brunette was against it. There was hardly anyone in the room with them since class had been over ten minutes ago.
"Ciao, Tsuna!" Dino greeted cheerfully with a grin.
"Ohayo, Dino-san." Yamamoto welcomed the blonde with a warm smile.
While Gokudera just glared.
"What the hell are you doing here?" He questioned rudely, eyes narrowing at how the blonde had casually called the Juudaime.
"That's no way to treat an EXTREME guest, Octopus-head!" Ryohei chastised enthusiastically as his eyes burned before turning to a very surprised blonde. "EXTREMELY nice to meet you again, Dino-san!" He energetically shook the overwhelmed blonde's hand.
"Don't call me that!" Gokudera snapped at the boxer.
Dino chuckled nervously as he took a step back.
"Always still the enthusiastic one, Ryohei-kun." He smiled a little bit wryly.
Ryohei just beamed. Tsuna sweatdropped.
"Onii-san…" He mumbled quietly.
Though his gaze shifted to his home tutor and felt apprehension at the steely hue in those beady black eyes. Somehow, he understood that Dino wasn't here just for a visit. After all, the blonde must have come all the way from Italy to Japan. He wondered if it had something to do with that horrible attack three days ago. It had been on the news and Tsuna still shuddered as he remembered that bloodied alley.
"W-Why are you here, Dino-san?" He asked politely as he rubbed his arm in anxiety.
Dino raised an amused eyebrow.
"What? Eager to see me leave already?" The blonde teased with a good-natured smile as the brunette blushed.
"N-no!" Tsuna instantly protested. "I-I w-was just–" He tried to explain through his stutters, feeling slight embarrassment.
A kick connected with his head and had him sprawling on the floor.
"Ow…" Tsuna groaned as he slowly sat up, holding his aching and abused head as Yamamoto and Gokudera helped him up.
"Stop stuttering, Dame-Tsuna." Reborn warned and Tsuna could tell that something was off with his voice, it seemed more serious and clipped. And Reborn usually refrained from commenting on his stutters when around his friends, preferring to wordlessly strike him for his every stumble over words. "Dino, stop with the pleasantries already and get on to business. You're only wasting valuable time." The hitman ordered sternly.
"O-Of course," Dino agreed, looking somewhat flustered.
"Is it connected to that attack three days ago?" Tsuna found himself hesitantly asking, almost withering as Reborn's sharp gaze snapped to his direction.
"It is," The blonde sighed as he sat on a nearby chair. "It was a criminal who escaped from some special prison in England. Normally, it wasn't really our business but that man murdered two members of my Famiglia and some of the Vongola's in Italy to get information. As you can see, none of those were left alive to provide us more details regarding the matter. The nature of the attack three days ago was too similar to how those Mafioso were murdered and thus, couldn't be ignored. A lead is a lead."
All of the teens' eyes widened at the grim news.
Tsuna felt the dread that he felt days before increase steadily, a chill running down his spine.
"Ask Hinamori then," Reborn stated bluntly as he perched himself on Dino's shoulder who almost jumped.
"Who?" Dino asked politely.
"Hinamori is their EXTREME classmate!" Ryohei interjected eagerly with a grin.
Gokudera frowned.
"Why the hell do we have to include that bastard's brother?" The silver haired boy grouched, more annoyed at Ryohei's exclamation than Hinamori.
"Hinamori Jun is Hibari-san's half-brother," Yamamoto kindly explained with a small smile at Dino's bewildered face.
The blonde's eyes widened exponentially.
"Kyoya's brother?" He questioned in incredulity and Tsuna could totally understand the reaction, even he wasn't expecting that when he knew of the association of his classmate to Hibari. In fact, only Reborn seemed to have known of it.
"Yeah! Kind of hard to believe, isn't it?" Yamamoto laughed in wry amusement.
Dino shook his head to shake of the shock.
"B-But why do we have to refer to him, Reborn?" The blonde questioned the infant who just calmly raised an eyebrow back at him.
"Hinamori's originally from England. He could have known something about this." The infant answered and despite the tone in his voice that practically told them that Hinamori did know something, there was an odd undertone in his statement which indicated that there was something more to this than meets the normal eye. "And that boy is also the Vongola Tenth Advisor, as well as my godson." Reborn pushed on almost mercilessly as Dino paled at how the boy was the infant's godson. Then something else clicked.
To their surprise, Dino had stood up from his seat so abruptly that the chair had fallen backwards with a loud thud.
"Advisor?" Dino asked with a touch of iciness in his voice. "Reborn, you know what that job entails–"
"I do," The infant simply answered, though Tsuna could have sworn that he sounded exhausted too. "And he knows it as well, he just has to officially accept the position."
For a moment, student and teacher just stared at each other.
Before Dino sighed and looked away.
"I trust you, Reborn. I trust you, so I hope that you know what you're doing." The blonde said defeatedly as he picked up the chair and collapsed on it as he turned to grin at the teens. "Anyways, you'll have to introduce me to this Hinamori Jun! I really need to know if he's aware of what's going on. And to formally meet Kyoya's brother, of course!" His voice had become light-hearted again despite the grim topic of their discussion.
"Then we go now," Reborn hopped off as he walked to the door.
Tsuna eyed the infant in shock.
"What?"
"Are you deaf, Dame-Tsuna? We'll go to their house," Reborn made it sound like a statement rather than an order; his way of conveying that he wouldn't tolerate another answer.
O.o.O
As Romario parked the car by the gates, Dino couldn't help but whistle appreciatively at the mere size of the mansion.
"Damn, I know Kyoya was well off but not this loaded." The blonde commented with a grin as he got out of the car, followed reluctantly by Tsuna and his friends while Ryohei had gone home ahead of them since Kyoko was expecting him earlier. He wished that the lively boy was still here since the brunette boy still felt apprehensive about visiting here, remembering the confrontation between Reborn, Hinamori, and Hibari.
Though, he did blink in surprise at the whole, seemingly undamaged golden gate. It almost seemed as if Reborn had never blown it up in the first place. Tsuna turned to his friends and saw the same confusion etched in their eyes. Though Reborn just eyed it as if he knew this would happen.
It was already dark and it puzzled Tsuna that he had to squint through the metal bars of the gate just to get a glimpse of the outline of the house. No lights were switched on and he wondered if Hibari actually preferred his place like this. It seemed suddenly more eerie than that morning that they had barged in uninvited. He turned back to Reborn and saw the infant frowning at the place thoughtfully.
"No one's here," Reborn deducted flatly.
"They must have gone out!" Yamamoto chuckled as he scratched the back of his head.
Gokudera glared at the dark haired boy.
"Obviously or else they would have been here, idiot!" The silver haired boy snapped sarcastically, almost mockingly.
Before Tsuna could try to placate his guardians, Dino whistled again.
"Well, we certainly didn't have to look for them," The blonde remarked with a bright grin, pointing at the corner where two figures emerged. The first was a taller one while the other was shorter by a good head. It wasn't that hard to deduce who those were. "Oi, Kyoya!" Dino waved enthusiastically, meeting the figure halfway and almost tripping as he did so.
Hibari first came into view, his eyes narrowed dangerously at them.
"What are you herbivores doing outside my house?" He demanded in a growl, his stance shifting slightly.
Dino laughed warmly.
"Is that the way you greet your tutor–" He cut himself off as his eyes slowly widened in shock, gaze intently focused on the shorter figure that materialized by Hibari's side. "YOU!" He gasped as his eyes narrowed, finger pointed almost accusingly at Hinamori.
Green eyes blinked at the blonde in confusion.
"M-Me?" He pointed to himself and when Dino's gaze didn't budge, he shifted uncomfortably. "Do I know you?" The boy smiled uncertainly.
"Hey!" A young blonde man snapped. "Aren't you too rough on a kid?" He demanded as the men in suits threw the struggling boy on the floor.
The man approached the downed form of the boy whose limbs were obviously weakened from exhaustion. The boy cursed with impressive vocabulary and Dino just raised an eyebrow. Without a word, he held those lean arms and pulled the other up. He ignored the incredibly tense muscles under his palm and played oblivious to how the boy's stance shifted, as if preparing for an attack or an escape. The small head snapped up and glaring green eyes met his perplexed hazel orbs.
The blonde blanched, as if slapped.
"Do I–" Dino sputtered before straightening as he regained his bearings. "Of course! Don't you remember me? I'm the guy who helped you up last time!" When Hinamori's expression remained clueless, he groaned. "In that conference! You're that boy from last year!" He seemed absolutely sure of his statement, not noticing Reborn's sharp stare or the other teens' bewilderment.
Dino just blinked with amusement as the boy glowered at him. The kid barely reached his chest and yet, his aura was steadily getting darker. So, he crouched gingerly on his legs and grinned at the boy charmingly. Green eyes blinked and the other seemed unsettled and uncertain. His eyes watched the blonde's movement like a hawk and Dino couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at the obvious paranoia and be confused at the extreme caution on someone so young.
"You have a name, kid?" He smiled as he asked, watching those eyes narrow.
"Why do you want to know?" The boy instantly demanded, suspicious.
He shrugged languidly.
"Because I can't keep calling you kid, can I?" He retorted with curiosity lighting his eyes.
"Do I look like I care?" The boy snapped at him angrily as his fists clenched, before wary green eyes met a pair of equally shimmering pair of emeralds. For a moment, silence prevailed as the green-eyed man just assessed the unknown boy coolly. Dino didn't know what was going on but the two seemed to know each other judging from the boy's trembling form and his fellow boss' suddenly cold aura. Then the boy surprised him by dropping on his knees, then on all fours as he bowed to the green-eyed man, forehead touching the cool marble floor.
"What are you–" Hinamori's brows furrowed in perplexity.
Dino growled in frustration.
"That one in France!" He emphasized impatiently. "You're that boy! The one who forced his way in to talk to Giann Carlo!" He recounted almost anxiously, voice containing the slightest bit of irritation.
"P-Please," The boy croaked, voice thick with raw emotion. "Y-You're the only one I c-can ask, we need your help. P-Please, please, please…" And it wasn't until that the boy started to repeat those saddening words that seemed remotely like pleas, did Dino realize that the other was begging. The boy continued to do so, despite the obvious dent it put on his dignity and the blonde could only imagine how someone so seemingly independent had to swallow his pride to even almost grovel like this.
Hinamori froze as his own eyes widened.
The uncertain look on his face intensifying as his gaze focused on Dino.
"Chiavarone…" He murmured faintly.
Dino smiled brightly at that as if to dissipate some kind of tension between them and Hinamori finally showed some sign of recognition.
"Ciao, bambino." He greeted in a familiar manner that Hinamori seemed to recognize further. Though his expression became unreadable as he stared at Dino, as if unsure how to deal with the blonde man. Hibari had stiffened beside the younger boy as his expression darkened and Tsuna cringed away from the look. Tension suddenly filled the air and Tsuna couldn't understand what was wrong, Yamamoto and Gokudera not far behind him.
The silence that followed was awkward and partly apprehensive.
Hinamori's gaze flickered to the strangely silent Reborn before approaching Dino with a tentative smile. Hibari eyed Dino menacingly, a peculiar emotion flickering in his eyes that had the blonde looking away nervously. As if questioning why the blonde would disclose information so easily in the open.
"I never got the chance to thank you," Hinamori stated uncertainly.
"That's because you were so busy snapping at me," Dino chuckled humorously, eyes staring at Hinamori calculatingly. "So after vehemently refusing to give your name, I discover that you're Kyoya's half-brother, Hinamori Jun."
The boy had the decency to blush as he probably remembered the encounter.
"I-I didn't catch your name," Hinamori admitted quietly.
"Dino," The blonde cheerfully introduced, grinning at the boy pleasantly.
"What are you doing here, herbivores?" Hibari demanded with a glare as he stalked to the gates, his steps rigid as his blazer billowed behind him. "If you have come to cause disturbance here again, I will bite you to death." He warned ominously, his voice tighter than usual.
"A-Anou," Tsuna hesitantly started. "W-We just wanted t-to ask Hinamori-san–"
"If you know anything about the attack three days ago," Dino continued for the brunette, his voice suddenly sombre. "Several Mafioso from my Famiglia and the Vongola's were murdered in Italy a week ago. They were killed in the same manner of that attack. So far, the only data we have of the suspect is that he's an escapee from a special prison in England. My informants are still searching for any records we may have on him. And since you're from England…" He trailed of unsurely, his eyes flickering to the oddly silent infant whose eyes never left Hinamori's form.
"You wanted to know if I know something," Hinamori sighed, but wasn't at all surprised.
"So do you?" Gokudera insisted impatiently.
"Oi, Hayato, take it easy." Yamamoto tried to calm the silver haired boy who just snapped at him to stop being so casual with him.
Hinamori had a torn expression on his face, as if deciding if he should tell them or not. Tsuna was disheartened by the fact that his classmate had something to do with that massacre three days ago. And the dread in his stomach was stronger, suddenly worried for the other boy. He had a feeling that there was something more to it than just a simple attack–Hinamori looked far too troubled and it would explain his recent behaviors.
Then he sighed again, Tsuna had never seen the boy so tired before.
"I think it would be best to have this discussion inside,"
O.o.O
"I'm a wizard," Hinamori stated the moment they had settled in the living room.
His tone was detached and almost emotionless, dictating that he could have cared less of what they thought of him. Only the slight trembling of his hands gave him away and his eyes were assessing them far too penetratingly. Tsuna looked at Yamamoto who mirrored his own confusion while Gokudera and Dino looked startled at the information. Though, the brunette was worried since Reborn had yet to say anything, it was honestly unnerving him.
"And that escapee is also a wizard," Hinamori continued in that same impassive voice. "Antonin Dolohov."
"Damn," Dino cursed quietly. "That's why we couldn't get anything definite on him."
Gokudera eyed Hinamori in awe.
"Y-You're really a wizard?" He asked faintly, staring at the boy as if he had just seen him for the first time.
"Yes," Hinamori smiled at the silver haired boy.
"I don't get it," Yamamoto declared as he looked at Hinamori inquisitively.
"Wizards are people who have magic," Hinamori explained as he waved his hand, the brown bracelet glowing briefly as the vase on the center table became a yellowish Himalayan cat. "As you can see, it's not the same as the common cheap tricks that muggles–or non-magical people–use. Our world is hidden from the non-magical people in a statute of secrecy because not all people approved of us. Therefore, not many outside forces, even if they're aware of our existence, could get much of anything on how our society works. And that includes the mafia." The boy explained briefly as they watched the cat saunter its way towards Hibari who eyed it blankly.
"Unless they were intentionally involved," Dino added with a grin.
Hinamori raised an eyebrow at the blonde in silent inquiry and he received a sheepish look.
"I've worked with one before but that was only because I know who he's looking for," The blonde shrugged unabashedly.
"I'm rather surprised that he just didn't obliviate you," Hinamori commented rather dryly.
Dino's eyebrows rose.
"Guess he liked me," He grinned enigmatically.
"Wow! That's pretty cool, isn't it, Tsuna?" Yamamoto just smiled as he looked at the brunette.
Tsuna blushed but he nodded.
"I-I think it's useful," He stated quietly, his eyes watching as Hibari absentmindedly petted the Himalayan cat who seemed to bask in the Prefect's attention.
"And could be harmful, depending on the person," Hinamori amended as he sighed. "You saw Dolohov's work three days ago and I don't think it would be the last one until he's still out there. The Japanese Ministry told me about his escape a little too late but thankfully, they're working on it." He disclosed remorsefully as he removed his glasses, massaging his eyes tiredly.
Reborn suddenly jumped on Hinamori's shoulder, his expression frigid.
"He's after you," The infant simply said and the room descended into uneasy silence.
Hinamori looked irritated but didn't have the heart to be truly angry right now, especially when he knew that the hitman was right.
"More or less," He confirmed.
"That's why you and that bastard are doing a perimeter on the area! You were looking for him!" Gokudera suddenly deduced, looking very confident of his conclusion and very much oblivious to Hibari's dark glower in his direction.
"Confront would be the correct term," Hinamori said as he put back his glasses.
"Tsuna," Reborn called and the brunette subconsciously straightened at the cool tone. Tsuna even stiffened as the infant didn't even insult him, just called him normally by name. "You and the others go to the kitchen, I need to speak to Hinamori and his brother. Alone." He ordered, voice soft and tight with some raw emotion that Tsuna was hesitant to know. Reborn's eyes were firmly focused on Hinamori.
The others left reluctantly, sensing the tension in the air become a little suffocating. Though, Dino sent an apologetic look in Hinamori's way before following the teens.
When the hitman was sure that they were gone, he let his anger leak out as he glared at the boy.
"You sought out Giann Carlo?" He hissed as he tried to reign in his frustration, he had waited long enough. "You sought out Giann Carlo Ambrosio? What is wrong with you? Why would you seek that man out? That Famiglia?" Reborn demanded as his fists clenched.
Hinamori avoided his gaze.
"I was that desperate, Reborn." He admitted with a heavy sigh, mind straying to the early memories of war and doing anything to have an advantage. "And you don't have to tell me the spiel, "I told you so", I already learned my lesson." Hinamori spoke bitterly as he leaned back on the couch, still exhausted.
"Is that why he tried to kill you?" The hitman challenged coldly.
Hinamori turned rigid.
"No," Hinamori answered carefully.
"You're lying," Reborn instantly countered, eyes narrowed.
The boy then turned to glare at him.
"Maybe, but even if I did, why would I even tell you?" Hinamori gritted out angrily as he balled his fists, his temper getting the better of him as he dealt with the hitman. "You have yet to give me any reason to be honest with you. And I'm not going to start now."
Reborn returned his glare before jumping off of the boy's shoulder and turned to Hibari instead.
"What's the status of your investigation?" The infant calmly asked as he levelled the Prefect with a chilling glare.
Blue-gray eyes narrowed.
"Don't think you can always demand anything from me, baby." Hibari cautioned darkly as he petted the purring Himalayan cat on his lap. "We're currently waiting for one of the victims to regain consciousness to get some information out. The herbivores in the Japanese Ministry have assured us that it will only take a day or two. But if I get my hands on that criminal, I will make sure that he regrets even stepping foot in Namimori." His hand paused as it clenched around the fur firmly but not painfully.
"Vongola's already involved so I'll task Tsuna to help with the operation," Reborn decided as he jumped off and made his way to the kitchen.
"We're enough to handle it," Hibari growled as he scowled at the infant.
Reborn just ignored the Prefect.
Please leave a review. I haven't gotten around the idea of any pairings yet, so if you have any recommendations right now, please let me know. Though, I'll have you know that I may not incorporate HP female characters to pair with Hinamori/Harry. You will know why in the following chapters. But anything will be acceptable right now. Thank you.