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Italics are for Italian.
Summary: Crashing a party – Vongola Style!
THIS IS 3 YEARS AFTER THE CANNON STORY PLOT! FRAN IS ALREADY RECRUITED INTO THE VARIA~ AND BEL'S THE HOT DUDE HE IS TEN YEARS LATER~
AGES:
Varia
Lussuria: 28
Xanxus: 19 (Physical) 27 (Mental)
Squalo: 25
Levi: 26
Belphegor: 19
Fran: 13
10th Generation Guardians
Hibari: 19
Ryohei: 18
Tsuna: 17
Gokudera: 17
Yamamoto: 17
Mukuro: 17
Chrome: 16
Lambo: 8
Others
Kyoko: 17
Fuuta: 12
Haru: 17
Yuni: 16 (She's probably older than she should be in this, but oh well.)
I-Pin: 8
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~[I'm Hungry]~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
KA-BOOM!
The students were all surprised (Most of them also scared) when the doors of the Great Hall exploded.
"I ALREADY TOLD YOU TO STOP THROWING THOSE GOD-DAMN GRENADES, BEEF BRAIN! THOSE FREAKING SKELETAN/HORSE MUTANTS AREN'T EVEN HERE!" And another explosion took place. Harry, Ron, Neville, and Hermione all paled. Somehow, the voice seemed oddly familiar, and not in a good way.
"AAH! Go die, Stupid horse thingies!" Something pink flew through the smog, but almost immediately, something that looked suspiciously like dynamites were sent back and created even more of the black pollution. All of the magic using people in the hall were shocked and stared at the disturbance. A few seconds later, a crying boy ran out of the smoke.
"Waaahh! Stay away from me!" The boy cried. He had messy curly black hair and startling green eyes. He wore a long-sleeved cow-printed shirt and black pants. His black and white sneakers were smeared with soot, and there were two horn-like things sticking out of his pants pockets.
(This 8 years old Lambo is based off a picture that I saw on google. He's about 9-10 in the drawing, I guess. You guys should go check it out, 'cause I-pin and Lambo look totally adorable! He's not wearing the cow suit or TYL Lambo's clothing though. It's a scene where I-pin's wiping Lambo's tears away with a handkerchief.)
"Lambo, calm down!" A girl ran towards Lambo and tackled him to the ground. The two kids fell onto the ground with an 'oof', but the boy did calm down enough to only be hiccupping instead of crying. This new girl had black hair that was braided into two braids and tied together like hoops on the sides of her head. Her equally black eyes matched her hair. A red Chinese robe thingy was fitted onto her with black Chinese pants. Her red slippers were also part of the Chinese dressing culture but were covered in soot as well.
"Lambo, I-pin!" A boy with brown hair rushed forward, and the Golden Trio (And Neville) perked up when they recognized him.
"Is that Tsuna?" Ron blurted out. Hermione whacked him on the head and Neville hid behind Harry. Never know what these people might do.
"I'm pretty sure that it is, but who are the others?" Harry wiped his glasses, which were covered in soot, with his napkin.
"Welcome to Hogwarts. You must be Sawada Tsunayoshi," Dumbledore bowed slightly to Tsuna, who had been relieved of the two children by a guy that they recognized as the 'Yamamoto' dude.
"Yes, and you must be the headmaster, no?" Tsuna replied, bowing back to the old wizard and a baby wearing a fedora and suit jumped onto his head. Tsuna yelped and tried to dislodge him, but immediately stopped when the baby's hand seemed to reach towards his fedora, where Harry thought he saw something green.
"Ciaossu, Dumbledore. I'm Reborn, the sun Arcobaleno. I'd also like a cup of espresso, if this place can manage," The baby said casually, talking to Dumbledore as if they were old friends, not to mention that he'd just insulted Hogwarts' ability to serve the inhabitants.
"Arcobaleno? What's that?" Harry asked Hermione, since she almost always knew stuff that they didn't. But this time, she was too busy to even bother with diving into a lengthy explanation.
"What's a baby doing here, and how can his parents even let him drink espresso? Scratch that, where are his parents?! This is almost as bad as how elves are treated!" The witch whispered angrily, ignoring Ron's comment about S.P.E.W. She also ignored his comment about her being a witch herself, and that witches as well as wizards also mistreat elves.
"I don't really think that that matters. Shouldn't we be more worried about those people over there? They look a little lost," Harry interrupted, gesturing towards the group of newcomers.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~[FOR CHOCOLATES]~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Contrary to Harry's beliefs of them being 'lost' the Vongola and the Varia were having one of their 'once-in-every-10-minute' fight. How had this happen? Just say the word baseball, dynamites, and a pissed off shark to get that to happen. Works like a charm every time, and no, that was not a wizard pun.
"VOI! The fuck did you think you were doing when you threw those freaking party popper toys?! Smoke and ash are bad for hair!" Squalo yelled furiously, swiping his sword around randomly, which scared off quite a lot of staring students.
"Party poppers? PARTY POPPERS?! I'll show you party poppers!" Gokudera snapped back, pulling 20 something sticks of dynamites from somewhere-over-the-rainbow.
"Come now, guys, Tsuna told us to not cause trouble, didn't he?" Yamamoto grinned reassuringly, though he didn't try to stop them. Harry had a strange feeling that he didn't really care if they fought or not…
"Like I care about what that wimp says! I'll slice this bastard up, piece by piece!" Squalo screamed at the bottom of his lungs, and Harry imagined his glass shattering into pieces. It didn't, but it might as well have.
"God, what are they, 5-years-olds?" Hermione frowned, clearly unhappy that they were being so rude even though they were only guests here.
"They sure act like it," Ron shrugged at her, still cramming pie into his mouth. Hermione had already given up on his eating habits.
Harry nudged them both. "Don't say that out loud, they might hear us!"
And unfortunately, Harry's warning was spot on, and the strange people all wheeled around to face the trio.
"Oh, it's you three!" 'Yamamoto' laughed, with the two kids still wiggling around in his arms.
"Trust an idiot to know more idiots," 'Gokudera' snorted, not even looking back as he whacked 'Lambo' on the head when the boy tried to sneak up on him from behind (still in Yamamoto's arms though, since he hasn't let the two kids down yet).
'Lambo' started wailing loudly and Yamamoto released him. 'Lambo' ran straight to a girl with pineapple shaped purple standing behind the group and latched onto her. She picked him up and rocked him back and forth. The other members of the group didn't pay them attention except for 'I-pin', and they just resumed their conversation (if you can call their violent social actions that…)
"You guys were there too when we met these three, don't you remember? Tsuna got sent flying into their carriage!" Yamamoto didn't even respond to the insult and instead nudged Ryohei with his elbow.
The gray-haired boxer furrowed his brows as he thought hard. Finally, realization hit him and you could imagine a light bulb popping out from his head. "OH! YOU MEAN THE PEOPLE WITH THE EXTREME SKELETON HORSES!"
'Lambo' cried even harder when Ryohei mentioned the Thestrals, who the strange group has neglected to call by their proper name.
"So you three are the ones that were bothering the Tenth!" Gokudera's face darkened and he loomed threateningly over the Golden Trio, but Harry wasn't scared because his dear friend Voldemort looked a lot creepier with no nose – just slits that were much more disturbing - and red eyes.
"But it was Reborn-san that kicked Boss out of the carriage…" The girl with the tropical fruit hairstyle mumbled quietly, the crying boy still in her arms. Gokudera scowled at the girl, but she wasn't frightened either. Anyone who was glared at every single day by the same person wouldn't be.
"Hogwarts!"
Everyone jumped when Dumbledore suddenly called out because they were focused on the squabbling of the Vongola Family. Well, that is, everyone except for said family and Bel even snickered at the school's name.
"I would like to introduce to you the people who will be teaching you this year in place of Defense against the Dark Arts! This is the Vongola, and they've come all the way from Italy just to teach you all."
The students' mutterings started again, many of them shooting disbelieving glances at Tsuna and co. These people will be teaching them? Most of them look to be their age!
This time, Tsuna stepped forward to speak to the students.
"Nice to meet you all, students of Hogwarts."
Another snicker from Bel.
"I'm Sawada Tsunayoshi – ah, no, English people say their surnames last, right? Well then, I'm Tsunayoshi Sawada, but you can all just call me Tsuna. As Dumbledore-san said, we're here to teach you-" Tsuna never got to finish his sentence, because Reborn harshly kicked the back of his head.
("O-ow! Reborn, what was that for-"/ "Be quiet. Weaklings like you will just embarrass the family.")
The baby stood casually on top of the now fallen Tsuna's head and addressed Hogwarts. "Okay, listen up brats, I will not tolerate any whining at all during class, and if you do so, I have permission to do whatever I want with you."
There were many scoffs from the Slytherin table and doubtful murmuring from the others. However, a sudden crack that rang loudly in the hall immediately silenced them. They all stared at the infant that now held a smoking gun with his fedora hat shadowing his eyes (but the hat wasn't able to hide his evil smirk).
"You might want to know that I will be the one who teaches you. The others are just Teacher-Aids of some sorts. And as I said-"
*Stomach growling*. A lot of staring…
"Ah well, I'm hungry. Eat first, then killing-, I mean, talking," The infant then sat down on Tsuna's head. "What are you doing, get up."
"Then why are you sitting on my head if you want me to get up?!" Nevertheless, the boy did as he was told and turned to face Dumbledore. "Ah, I apologize, but we are tired from our journey and will like to first eat before we do anything else. Oh, and you don't have to worry about the food, we brought our own. Where will we be eating?"
Even Hogwart's old headmaster was stunned by the foreigners' actions and could only reply with as much dignity as he could. He conjured a long table at the back of the hall with a wave of his wand, "I hope that it won't be too cramped for your friends."
"Enough dilly-dallying. You got the location, Tsuna?" The baby asked from on top of Tsuna's head.
"Yep, I'm on it," Tsuna replied, whipping out a walkie-talkie thingy, only it was way more advanced than the ones now. "Two more meters to the right, please."
Static came from the other side and a voice speaking a language that the students didn't understand (Italian, duh) replied, "We're ready. Should we do it now, Decimo?"
"Yes please, now will be perfect."
The members of the Vongola Family (including the Varia) all stepped back calmly and didn't even blink when a huge package wrapped in some kind of cloth that looked like satin, according to Hermione, dropped down through the ceiling. It landed with a mighty 'boom' on the Vongola's table and opened up to reveal a huge banquet of Italian and Japanese food, complete with a tablecloth and fine dining utensils.
The students watch with gaping mouths (all the teachers except for Snape were watching with interest) as the Vongola began dining with their usual routine.
"W-what on earth are they thinking?! They just damaged the Hogwart's castle, a historical building!" But as soon as the words left Hermione's mouth, they all witnessed strange blurry streaks that encircled the hole in the ceiling, and by the time they disappeared, the ceiling looked as it did before.
Ron rubbed his eyes fiercely, "Is it just me or did people in suits with inhuman-speed just fix the ceiling?"
"Trust me, I saw it too," Harry patted his friend on his back, still staring with wide eyes at the Vongola who, by the way, were still eating without care.
What happened next completely baffled the people in the hall who weren't the foreigners, as the transition from peace (and slight awe) to chaos was simply too fast for them to follow. One second all was quiet except for the bickering and chewing of the Vongola family, but a stray carrot that had come from Ryohei's fork flew in slow-motion before landing neatly on Hibari's head.
"W-why do I feel cold a-all of a s-sudden?" Harry managed to ask through his chattering teeth without biting his tongue off.
"Beats me, it feels like there a blizzard in here!" Ron whined, also with chattering teeth and was rubbing his arms to gain momentary warmth from the friction.
"It might have something to do with that black aura I see hanging around that black-haired muggle," Hermione suggested. The boys couldn't tell whether she was being sarcastic or not.
"…" Hibari was never one for words, and he wasn't saying anything but sitting there for a few seconds with his fork clenched so tightly in his fist that it was bent in half. Eyes hidden behind his bangs (which made him look even scarier, he wordlessly drew his tonfas out of nowhere. "I will bite you to death."
"What are those metal stick things?" Ron inquired, scratching the back of his head. Hermione, as always, gave him the answer. "I believe that those are tonfas, an Okinawan weapon. I know that some Japanese gangsters use them, but where did those come from?"
"If I didn't believe myself to be crazy at this point, I might think that those came out of his jacket," Harry supplied.
"Are we the only ones that are disturbed by the fact that he said 'bite you to death'?" Fred and George said simultaneously, exchanging glances with each other. No one replied.
In a flash, Hibari stood up and gripped his tonfas tightly before he flipped the table with a single, brutal swing (it broke the table in half).
"Oh my…" Ron didn't finish his sentence and instead sat with their jaws hanging like the other Hogwarts residences. Tsuna shrieked and hurried to calm Hibari down only for it to be in vain when the prefect rounded on him.
Devilish glare. "Herbivore."
"H-hibari-san, we're g-guests here, so can you p-please not f-fight in here?" Tsuna stuttered out, cowering as Hibari loomed over him. Draco and his goons laughed at his pathetic sounding voice, but nobody really paid attention to them other than a few Slytherins.
"No."
"EXTREME FOOD FIGHT!" Right after he yelled those three dreaded words loudly, Ryohei jumped on top of the ruins of the table and smashed his clam soup right in Gokudera's face. The bowl slowly slid off the bomber's face and his right eyebrow was twitching angrily.
"You bastard... Go to hell!" The hot-headed teen retaliated by tossing his lamb, pork, and beef at Ryohei but the boxer ducked and the food instead slopped all over Lambo, who'd just jumped down from Chrome's arms.
The boy's eyes immediately watered and burst into tears before I-pin could so much as comfort him. "DIE, IDIOT GOKUDERA!" The students' eyes almost popped out with surprise when grenades materialized in Lambo's hands (not sure where they came from… Just not from his hair since it's not that poofy anymore. Hidden pockets? Ah well, he probably learned from Gokudera.
"Albus, this is unacceptable behavior!" Professor McGonagall exclaimed. She drew her wand, prepared to stop the Vongola Family's food fight, but a certain baby plucked it out of her hands.
"No need to worry about them, this happens almost every day," Reborn said and he didn't return McGonagall's wand to her until she calmed down.
"They certainly seem like a lively bunch, don't they?" Dumbledore said cheerily, although he secretly wanted to assess the Vongola's strength.
"Voi! How many freaking times do I have to tell you to that ash is bad for hair!" Squalo yelled, slicing the grenades in half before Lambo could even throw them. While this may seem normal to all you productive people who read KHR, no Hogwarts students can cut 3 dozen grenades perfectly in 2 seconds, so it is perfectly understandable that they were pretty much gobsmacked (is it 'gobsmacked' or 'gob smacked'?).
Weapons pretty much useless now, Lambo resorted to throwing anything he could get his hands on at the pissed off assassin. Unfortunately, he also managed to swipe Bel's tomato soup away from him (he was just sitting with Fran at a table that the illusionist made with illusions. And yeah, tomato soup because it looks like blood). This made the Storm officer angry, and as we all know, an angry Bel brings around a lot of knives and blood.
"Shishishi, what a snotty brat," The prince snickered, whipping out fresh gleaming knives. "Maybe I should add some beef to the menu."
"Hiee, no way! B-belphegor-san, please don't fight too! Xanxus will get mad – eh? Where's Xanxus?" Tsuna glanced around in confusion.
"That shitty Boss? He's eating on the roof with Luss. Like he'd eat with trash like you guys," Squalo snorted, looking up from where he had Lambo pinned to the ground with his sword at the boy's throat.
"Lambo!" Tsuna cried. "Squalo-san, I'm sure that he didn't mean to throw all those thing at… you…"
"DIDN'T MEAN TO MY ASS! HE EVEN THREW MY SUSHI!" Squalo roared and whipped around, holding his sword up to Tsuna's throat instead of the cow boy who was still crying underneath his foot with I-pin trying to pull him out.
"B-b-but, oh! What about this, Squalo-san…" Tsuna whispered into the swordsman's ears and a sadistic smile spread across Squalo's face almost instantly. "Heh, you've got yourself a deal, punk!" He grinned evilly.
Yamamoto laughed merrily as he rescued Lambo from underneath Squalo's boot, "What'd you say to him, Tsuna?"
The boy being asked smiled nervously, "Uh, well, I promised him that the Varia could teach the students at the first lesson… Now that I think about it, that's probably not a good thing…"
"Sure isn't!" Yamamoto's toothy grin never left his face. Looks like he doesn't care at all that the students could be traumatized, maimed, killed, etc.
Chrome even added her two cents. "Xanxus-san would blast their heads off, Squalo-senpai would cut them into pieces, Lussuria-san would kidnap the guys he likes, and Belphegor-san would kill them in all kinds of ways possible."
Tsuna shivered violently. What happened to the cute innocent Chrome? Ah, never mind, she's still innocent, it's just Mukuro.
"Sawada." Dumbledore suddenly appeared behind Tsuna, but he didn't jump at all since Reborn had beaten it into him to always be prepared for surprise attacks.
"Yes, Dumbledore-san?"
"I was wondering whether you can let the students have their first lesson right after dinner – no, maybe not a lesson, how about a little demonstration?"
The 10th boss of the Vongola Family thought for a second. "Hmmm... I guess…"
He turned to glance at his family. Squalo and Bel were fighting with Gokudera and Yamamoto (the latter just defending while Squalo furiously hacked at him), Fran making snarky comments with his flat voice and knives sticking out all over his back, Chrome suddenly up on a ledge with Hibari (when'd he get there? At least he wasn't fighting…), and Lambo crying with I-pin gently scolding him. Gaping holes popped up all over the ceiling with black blurs fixing them just as fast, the doors hanging on their hinges, and Tsuna counted over a dozen holes and craters in the walls and floor.
"Yeah, sure."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~[But My Dog Ate Them All]~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
End Note: Thanks for all the reviews, favorites, alerts, and stuff like that! I wonder why people don't write more of these stories though…
Mini message: I'm hungry, FOR CHOCOLATES! But my dog ate them all… T.T