AN right so here is the last of my backlog and should give you a decent idea of what I'm planning for Harry to do outside of combat because really if that was all he did it would be boring. Don't own Harry Potter, don't own Katekyo Hitman Reborn.

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Harry got a lot less of Reborn's focus than Dino did. Which was fine by Harry. He didn't need to know how to run a mafia family or take care of business investments, that was Dino's future job and the blond was welcome to it.

Still Harry found himself dragged into combat training, exercise, and was constantly bombarded with Italian and other languages. He was also getting crash courses in mafia law and ethics, plus math science and history, though he learned most of that those through workbooks, or some of the staff around the mansion.

Harry's free time was spent experimenting with his flames, which tended to leave him exhausted, and studying runes. The runes were complicated. He was not a natural with them, but found it comparable to his lessons in Italian. Runes represented a language, the rules for how to chain them together were like grammar. If you could create a sentence that properly followed the rules you would get the result you wanted. Or if what you wanted was simple enough sometimes a single rune would work.

It turned out that flames did in fact work to power runes… Though results so far had been a bit, unpredictable. If runes were a language than what powered them was an accent. Flames apparently were a very thick accent, and sometimes that lead to, miscommunication. The light rune was not meant act like a tesla coil, or a swarm of fireflies.

He was taking a great deal of notes about runes.

Harry's adoption paperwork was on hold until his new identity was established, but he was already practicing answering to his new name; Serafino Vasaio. He appreciated that his new last name meant the same thing as his old last name. His parents sacrificed themselves to save him he didn't ever want to forget that.

His new first name though… Well that was it's own story.

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It was the screaming that woke him up, and brought him running to Dino's room. The room was tidy as usual though the bed had yet to be made. That said, Dino was standing on the bed shrieking and cracking his whip at the floor which was covered in snakes.

"A mafia Boss must be ready for anything!" Reborn shouted from his spot on top of Dino's bookshelf.

Harry then tuned out what Dino was saying, mostly because what Reborn had just said was one of the only Italian phrases he knew so far.

"Stop that!" Harry shouted at the snakes. Like a miracle all the snakes abandoned what they had been doing and turned to face him.

"A speaker!"

"We are honored to meet you you, speaker!"

"Never thought I would meet one!"

"Do you have any mice, speaker?"

On and on it went as the snakes clustered around his feet. Stunned speechless Harry looked up to find a slack jawed Dino and a twitching Reborn. Already well aware of the danger signs Harry bolted from the room just before Reborn started shooting... with a small army of snakes following right behind him.

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Serafino meant, supposedly, serpent, or the burning one. The burning one didn't really sound like a good thing normally, no matter how he looked at it. That said, with his flames it fit well enough.

Shaking off the memory Serafino picked a live mouse up out of the cage he had filled with a few and tossed it onto the floor near his bed. An arrow shaped head darted out quick as a flash and clamped down on the rodent before dragging it back under the bed.

Serafino grimaced slightly at the short pained squeak before moving on with his morning routine. Out of all the snakes that Reborn had somehow gotten ahold off. The rattlesnake by the name of Gemma was the only one he had kept. Sadly only Reborn seemed to find naming a diamondback rattlesnake 'gem' as amusing as he did. Gemma loved her name saying it was only fitting for one as beautiful as she.

She was young and snarky and Serafino appreciated her company. The two also found it infinitely amusing to watch others squirm as they talked. But for now she was starting to shed and it made her grumpy, and partners or not, he planned to leave her alone until she was less likely to bite him.

Snagging a couple of pears to serve as his breakfast he headed to Dino's room mentally preparing himself for whatever insanity Reborn may, or may not, have pulled today. Though he doubted Reborn would be able to top the alligators

Pushing open the door to Dino's lavish bedroom Serafino's ears were assaulted by shouting and noise makers. Dino, Reborn, Don Chiavarone, and several members of the staff he was close to smiled at him from under a banner reading 'happy adoption day'. Serafino gaped for a moment before beaming at the group.

"Welcome to the Chiavarone family, little thundercloud." The Don said using Reborn's nickname to needle his newly adopted son. The rest of those present echoed the sentiment. The words are like a balm to the young boy's soul. Family. He had wanted this for so long and it was finally his. Tears of joy clouded his vision even as he continued to beam at the assembled group.

Stepping forward the Don ruffled his young charge's hair before turning to Reborn. "I think, given today's significance a break from training is in order."

Reborn huffed lightly, but nodded nonetheless. With a few more well wishes the adults filed out of the room to get back to their various tasks.

Dino hummed thoughtfully as he glanced at the newest member of his family. "Well, we got the day off because it's a big day for you. What do you want to do, little bro?" Serafino blinked away a few more tears, because having a big brother was priceless.

"I, I've never really watched any movies. Could we watch some?"

Dino's whole face lit up. "A movie marathon! No a movie day! We'll grab popcorn and drinks first! Any particular movies you want to see?" Serafino just shrugged having never seen any. Reborn now dressed as Indiana Jones jumped up onto Dino's shoulder.

"Stupid Dino, we have to introduce him to the all the greats!"

"Hmm, your right. Star Wars."

"Indiana Jones."

"Lord of the Rings."

"Dirty Harry"

"The Princess Bride."

"Terminator."

"Alien."

"Predator?"

"Hmm maybe."

"Right, not the best, but pretty good and mentioning one always makes me think of the other."

"True. Full Metal Jacket."

"Oh, war movies huh? Black Hawk Down, that is a must."

"Good pick, stupid Dino. Hunt for Red October.

"Oh nice, Forest Gump."

"Mmm, not exactly a war movie but good. Comedies? The Blues Brothers."

"Nice, nice. Monty Python."

"Introducing a Brit to Monty Python… Really can't not, can we?" Reborn mused before shaking it off. "Jurassic Park"

"Ran out of comedies already?"

"Never a big fan."

"Fair enough, and Jurassic Park is a must, though we haven't said the one we absolutely have to watch yet." Reborn gives Dino an odd look before facepalming.

"Of course, really should have been the first thing to come to mind."

"The Godfather!" The two say in unison.

Serafino, had watched the entire conversation in a state of shock Reborn and Dino actually having something in common, and talking to each other like normal people!

In the end, he spent twenty minutes pinching himself while the other two ironed out what and how many movies they could squeeze into one day.

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They spent the whole day camped out in Dino's room munching on popcorn and watching movies.

Serafino was amazed and amused by everything he saw. He silently swore he would be watching more of them whenever he got the chance. But there was more too it than that, for the first time his young mind was being bombarded with new ideas. Detectives, wizards, mafia, soldiers, smugglers, pirates, musicians, dinosaurs, romance, space ships, war!"

Serafino's mind was full to bursting with it all. The skills he saw that he wanted to learn, the weapons and technology that were used he wanted to own, the relationships that he wanted to experience, friends, comrades, enemies, family! His dreams that night were full of impossible, fantastic things. When he woke up in the morning a few ideas stood above the rest and Serafino jumped right into his rune studies without even getting breakfast. He had impossible things to create and he had a lot of studying to do to get there.

"What are you doing, Ssserafino?" Gemma hissed from the foot of his bed. She had finally shed her old skin sometime during the movie marathon and was feeling far more talkative than the day before.

"I've got all thesssse ideasss, but I don't know enough to make them work. Ssso I'm ssstudying to learn how."

"Then write them down, sssimpleton. You won't learn enough to make them work in the next few minutessss. Besssidesss your kind need to eat more often than mine. Glutenusss humansss. Three mealsss a day! A growing hatchling needsss only two a week!"

Serafino gave his partner a bemused smile before seeing reason and jotting down his ideas. Gemma having said her piece chose to curl up in a block of sunlight at the foot of his bed. Leaving the serpent to her nap he scooped up the book of runes and headed to breakfast, reading as he walked. He was determined to learn everything about runes and make all kinds of amazing things.

He wanted people to see the things he made and know that they were his. He wanted people to see him, Serafino. Not freak, or boy, and certainly not Harry Potter; The-Boy-Who-Lived. None of those were him.

Unseen by anyone his eyes, already naturally green, took on a luminescent glow.

They were going to see Serafino Vasaio! Proud member, and defender, of the Chiavarone family, who made amazing things with runes, and talked to snakes! Someone with lightning and cloud flames, someone always ready and willing to protect his family. They would see him. He would make them see him.

AN: so there you have it. I'll say this again this is so far from my comfort zone and I have no idea how well this came out. Feedback would be a godsend good or bad just please no flames, I really do not need those. so leave a review!