Anotharoce

Well due to the response I've been getting I will keep going with this. Though to be honest I only kinda know where this is going.

So should I have it be about trying to find the other two city's and returning the world to balance? Or should I focus more on Checker Face and how he feels about this? Focus on old Voldi or have it as Harry against the world. Albus is a dick no matter how you look at him. What should the magic world's response to the Turning be? What should the normal people response to these things be?

Ideas, please! This thing was mostly a random thought that you people liked so tell me how you what it to go.

As for spelling and grammar, I'm sorry if it bugs you but as I've side before there are different types of English and I suck at all of them. Also, don't blame spell check blame Grammarly and the fact that I don't have a beta.

On my last note please tell me what is wrong with charterer right away. I suck at making them and that is the reason I write fanfiction, so I can practice my character creation. So please let me know. Tips for this are also greatly appreciated. Also tell me if I'm not giving you enough info about the world as a whole. I have a bad habit of skimping there.

Anyway on with the pain and suffering of Harry. I mean on with the story.

Chapter 3

Reborn was looking over his student's homework while trying not to show just how jumpy he was at the moment.

Evidently, he had failed as his student was gearing up to ask what was wrong, "Don't Dame-Tsuna."

"But I haven't said anything yet," the fluffy haired boy whined.

"And you don't need to for me to know that you want to ask a stupid question," was the snap response.

Sighing, Tsuna finally decided to ask his questions anyway despite how mush his tutor resembled an angst-driven teen, "is it really that stupid? I mean ya whatever this is, it is powerful but all it's done is flare its flames right?"

Sighing and reminding himself that Tsuna didn't grow up with flames being a part of his daily life Reborn forced his new teenage body to face the poor fluffy bunny of a boy, before starting his explanation, "Dame-Tsuna you are a moron. Now I'm going to lay some facts out for you and then ask you to put an opinion together because it seems that I have failed in your training somewhere:"

"Alright, fact one. There is an unknown Sky Flame user out there. This is known as no one recognises the flames. It is also known that this person is alive as the flames are fresh. This means that the sky is actively using their flames instead of it being a flame imprint."

"Fact two: This Sky is powerful to a god-like level. To be blunt this person is able to make use feel their flames in every corner of the world. An example of their power is that they destroyed the curse on myself and all the other Arcobaleno casually. I put effuses on the fact that this being destroyed one of the cornerstones of the mafia world as if it was nothing."

"Fact three: For some unknown reason they were surging their flames for the last three days and now they are slowing down. This means that whatever they were doing is most likely done as they were being retracted at a controller rate."

"Final fact: We know nothing else."

"So Dame-Tsuna why don't you tell me what's going on so I can finally relax," Reborn said icily.

Just as Tsuna was about to respond the centre of the room was filled with sky fire.

- I am a Line - I am a Line-

"Well that suck," Harry said before he was consumed by the phoenix fire and taken where ever it was that phoenix wished to take him.

As the fire faded he was forced to dodge to the left as a bullet whizzed past where his head was a second ago.

Realising a second one was coming and he was still unable to move he called his fire. While a shield charm would have worked he couldn't move his arms with his wand nor had he really had time to look over all the info that the fire entity had shoved into his head while he was distracted with story time.

The bullet hit the flames and vanished. Not in the 'oh, there's melted pile of lead' but in an 'oh you're missing a bullet? Are you sure you didn't throw it in the river to play a prank on me' sort of was?

The boy with really fluffy hair that looked kinda like a stuffed animal screamed in what Harry assumed was the fright. Not that he blamed the kid. After all, some stranger had just appeared out of nowhere looking like death warmed over and his friends gun seemed to be not working. In all honesty, the kid probably thought he was a demon or something.

Then there was the another boy. The one with the gun.

This boy was shockingly handsome. With neat hair and sharp jaw while still having a youthful look to him. At first glance, Harry would say the boy looked around sixteen maybe seventeen but as he looked closer he realised why he thought that. It was the eyes. They seemed older thus they drew his thoughts to him being older. It wouldn't shock him if the boy had seen the ugly side of humanity. His height only lent to the thoughts of him being older.

"Who are you," fluffy asked in a panicked voice.

Taking a second to realise that yes he did know the language but couldn't for the life of him didn't know which language it was.

Harry was brought out of his musing by another gunshot.

"What language are you speaking," Harry asks in English.

"Japanese," was the gun holding boys cold answer.

"Okay," Harry started as he reoriented his brain to use Japanese, "Well I am Harry Potter heir to the most ancient house of Potter as well as the current ruler of Anotharoce. My other names if the info that the 'memories of the flames' put into me are true are the 'Sky Saint' in the faith of soul fire and the "Saint of Life" in western Wicca. "

"I've heard of Wicca but what is the faith of Soul Fire," Fluffy asked.

"It's Dying Will Flame Dame-Tsuna," the gun-wielding boy answered, making fluffy make an 'oh' sound with his mouth.

"What I want to know," the gun-wielding boy said, "Is what it means for you to be the Sky Saint and if you were the one that was covering the world with your flames?"

Not even slightly upset by anger, Harry simply smiled and answered, "Well as for what it means for me to be the Sky Saint that's simple, I decide who is allowed to use Soul Fire that is aligned with the sky. I guess you could say that I am the counterbalance or the fail-safe that was built into the system that was used to create the Soul Fire in humans. As for your second question, the answer is yes. I was the one who you felt. That was me taking over the system and getting it back up and running."

"Why," was the gun wielding boys next question.

"You know your really rude right," Harry asked as he let his flames block three shots at him.

"Answer the question," the gun-wielding boy demanded as Fluffy had made his way over to his bed and proceeded to hid behind his pillow.

Sighing tiredly Harry forced himself to sit up and lean back against the wall Harry entertained the idea of simply falling asleep simply to piss the guy and avoid the question but knowing that it wouldn't work.

Looking the gun-wielding boy in the eye Harry said simply, "Shire dumb luck. The system is set in such a way that it would trigger and make a new Saint the second it came in contact with Sky type soul fire if left alone for over a hundred years. If the 'Memories of the Flames' likes you then-then you don't die and it gets you to stay on as the Sky Saint."

That seemed to be the right answer it seemed as the boy with the gun seemed to relax a fair bit at that.

"So why would a Saint appear in the bedroom of a total stranger in Japan," the gun-wielding boy asked.

"Ask the bloody bird. I honestly only want to pass out at this point. Does stone alter on a floating island? Sure. Bedroom floor of a gun wielding crazy; please don't wake me up if you're going to rape me. Otherwise, knock yourself out trying to kill me seeing as bullet are useless and I bet everything else that tries to kill me for the next bit will be as well," Harry said offhandedly, "Now if you'll excuse me. I am going to pass out."

Less then thirty seconds later Reborn could hear the light snoring coming from Harry. Deciding that it would be best to simply let the boy sleep Reborn turned to his student and ordered him to make up a futon for the boy so he could get more answers in the morning.

It wasn't until he reached over and picked the boy up that he realised his mistake as he felt the bond snap into place.

Once he got over the shock Reborn couldn't stop himself from breaking into laughter at the sheer absurdity of the situation. He had waited his whole life for a chance at harmonisation but as the strongest sun none could touch him yet here was this wisp of a boy who could shake the very world with his power and for the first time he wondered if he was strong enough to be an element to this Sky. Could he really be strong enough to light up the sky that could encompass the very earth itself?

It was a humbled Reborn that found himself laughing himself to sleep that night.

*So tell me what you think.