Hello, first of all I've been forgetting my disclaimer, in case you need it no I do not own KHR or Harry Potter. Also I have been very lazy, don't expect some super chapter please, because I think this chapter is horrid. Please read anyway, I will try to make my chapters better.

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"Let's get going Hedwig." Viper said holding out his arm. "We'll get some food then look into the magical underground. That will be more immediately helpful, we'll do more normal underworld later, and find if flames normal exist in this world."

Hedwig hooted and hopped onto their shoulder as they walked downstairs. They moved to a table and sat down for a few minutes before Tom moved to ask what they wanted. Viper responded with "Something not very heavy, and food for H-Fantasia."

"Alright, nothing more specific?"

"Not unless you have anything French or Italian." They said.

"Nothing I can think of, are you from France or Italy?"

"No, I just visit every so often."

"Oh, well I'll have your food soon."

"He's annoyingly invasive." They say to Hedwig who gave them a look.

"It's true! He's digging for information." Viper exclaimed, Hedwig glared at them.

"I know there's such a thing as a conversation, but he is annoying."

They frowned thinking about how little they knew about this world. Were the people around them trying to keep the information of this world from them, or were they simply not looking for the information.

While they thought they tapped their fingers impatient for their food, if only because then they could leave to find more informations and hopefully find some connections. When they got their food they looked at it in disgust, poking at it with a fork.

"Apparently," Viper said looking at their friend, "these people classify some greasy eggs and sausages light. I really don't want to remember what they think of as heavy." They poked at the food again before taking a small bite of eggs.

"Do you want any, or do you just want to hunt?" They asked Hedwig, who was looking at the food in such a way similar to Viper only, the look in her eyes was very clear. "Well, hunt it is." They said nibbling a bit more on their food, before standing up and leaving, the money for the meal lying on the table.

They walk to the back and focus their flames to their hands, before tapping on the bricks to the entrance of Diagon Alley. When the wall opens they walk forward, Hedwig taking off from their shoulder in search of food.

Viper walked towards some of the offshoots of the main street, first going into the alley mostly for creatures, after all creatures weren't particularly accepted in the magic world which would make them oftentime work in the non magic world.

As they walked through shadowed street with eyes following them they just smirked at the people watching them. They turned into what seemed to be a bookstore, with bookshelves reaching the ceiling in the long dark room.

A voice spoke up from the shadows, "What's a human doing here?"

Viper paused for a moment, not responding until they said, "Am I really a human?" Then walking deeper into the store eyes flickering along the book titles, before one caught their eyes.

The book's title was faded and in Italian, the words translated to 'Flames of the Sky and Earth.' They grabbed the book flipping open it's worn pages which spoken of the flames unlike anything they had heard in the Mafia, it spoken of them like someone would a story. Ad if they were legends, and that if they were true they would be all things pure and good.

They flipped to the title page to read the name. "A 'light' pureblood, of course. Who else would write this crap, though I wonder why this book was in a creature's store."

They walked farther into the store, looking for more books about the flames or about other current problems. When they reached the back of the store where the checkout desk was theory were met with the smiling face of what looked like a human chimaera.

"Boy," the chimaera said, "like I said before. You are human, what are you doing here."

"And whose to say I'm human. You're nose? Maybe I just spend a lot of time with humans. Or I could be a human looking for less bias information. Or I could be looking for some friend. What do you think?"

"I think you're a human who's going to get killed soon." Was hissed at him, the chimaera smiling.

"By who? You? I don't think so, after all you can't even see me."

"What are you talking about, your right here." She said gesturing wildly with her tail.

"Really?" And with that Viper flickered from view, their voice no longer coming from that direction. "I don't think I am." Their voice came from directly before the chimaera as she spun around to see no on was their.

The chimaera turned back around to see Viper on the counter smiling, "Now" they said position in their voice, "what do you say we make a deal. I need to find some information, and you certainly have information." They gestured to the shop.

"And you must have some contacts, after all how would you find such books otherwise. So diverse and some so, so dark."

"What's in it for me?" The woman asked guardedly.

"All these books, what would happen to them if the ministry visited, I mean how many of these things are really legal?"

"You plan to threaten me." She hissed.

"Not at all. I could help you there though, I am rather good at illusions. They wouldn't be able to remove the illusions either unless them had someone stronger than me. And they can't, anyone who was no longer exists."

"Why should I believe you, human." The chimaera growled.

"Sigh, you could test it. I guess. Or you could realize that I haven't been standing in front of you this entire time and you still believe I am here." They disappeared once more this time not appearing in sight of the chimaera at the counter.

They walked out of the shadows only enough to allow their hood to be seen in the gloom of the shop. "Do you honestly believe the wizards can see through my illusions if you, a chimaera, can't?"

She looked warily at them before replying with, "We'll do a test run, if I don't like what I see I won't continue. Now are you going to buy anything?"

"Of course, why else would I be in here. Well, not really. I'm just looking I haven't gotten time to transfer my money into gallons."

"We take any money here. Magical forign, all non-magic, magic."

"Good to know." They paused, "But I won't get anything right now." They turned and walked out of the shop. They walked towards the bar, slipping inside. Inside the bar, they moved to the back corner, watching all of the other people.

A man walked over to the corner Viper was stand in saying, "Now what is someone like you doing here."

"What do you mean someone like me?" Viper said with a glare.

"A human. An underage human. In a creature bar." He put a hand down on the table, "And really how did a human get in here,"

"Another person who believes I'm human. Haven't you ever heard of illusions. They can do more then fool the eyes you know." Viper hissed out.

The man glared, "Illusions don't do that."

"Yes, they do. Now if you could leave me alone." They turned to watch the people again for a second before the man grabbed their arm and then pulled back, terrified because of Vipers illusions.

After watching the people for a great deal of the day they left, walking out Hedwig flew do to yell at them for staying inside for such a long time without her. Then she perched on their shoulder and urged them to walk.

Viper followed where his owl was pointing, walking into a dark store on her encouragement. The store had a front of books which seemed to have a minor illusion spell on them, they grabbed a book to see what the store owner was trying to hide and read the title.

They're expression changed for a second in surprise at the title 'Vongola Primo.' They hurriedly opened the book reading it through in a second, the information unlike that of the book from the other store was completely true.

"How did you find this store, Hedwig?" They murmured after checking more of the books.

"She's your owl?" A misty voice said from the back of the store.

"She is." Viper said, hiding his surprise at the voice and scanning their surroundings on instinct.

"It's unusual to have someone so young know about flames. The people who do normal devote their entire life to finding them, and aren't as powerful as you even at their peak." The voice continued. "And to have your owl be able to tap into her owl. How strange."

"How do you have books like these?" Viper demanded.

"I'm afraid I can't tell you, after all you might try to steal my customers."

"I have no care for customers, I simply want information." They hissed. "These are hard topics to find information on, let alone such unbiased books."

"I've heard that before, luckily I have not fallen for it. Which is why I'm still in business."

"I'm pretty sure the people that have said that before aren't people who can use what the books talk about. Correct?"

"Certainly, though you may try to keep the information for yourself and kill my contact to keep your secret."

Viper sighed finally fed up they turned to where the voice's owner stood-an old man, stooped with age-and sent a quick wandless stupefy at him. With the man out of the way they moved to the shelf and took a closer look.

They looked for the author's name finding nothing other than the letters DV. Sighing they went deeper into the shop, carefully checking the room with both flames and magic before going in.

The room in the back was not something they wanted to see it seemed to be somewhere that someone would be torchered. There were dark walls along with chains and cages, as well as the distinct smell of blood.

They growled and turned their back to the room before checking for secret rooms. When they found one that had multiple doors to the two rooms they were unsurprised.

The room was filled with multiple books by the same writer, but all these books weren't just about flames, they were also about the mafia's history, dating all the way back to Vongola Primo's time.

They gathered the books from that room and from the shop that had reference to flames or their history to take with them. Then they paused and moved to the old man and started using their flames to change his memory.

They focused on their appearance and voice, but after erasing that they moved to his knowledge of flames. While they couldn't remove that knowledge entirely they could make it so that they could remember and details or history.

When they finished they turned to Hedwig, "You are one of the smartest animals I've ever met." Then they looked at her questionly, "How did you even know I was looking for this information?"

Hedwig just hooted at them, giving them the owl version of a smirk. They sighed at her response, but held out their arm for her to land on. They moved to the entrance of the alley, before they were stopped by a male who appeared to be in his mid twenties.

Hedwig hooted in annoyance causing Viper to look at the man again, trying to see if they missed something when they looked him over for danger.

"You," the man said. "You, what are you doing here?"

"How do you mean that? Do you mean why am I in existence? Why am I in this country? Why am I in this time? Why am I in this alley? You need to elaborate."

"Time. What are you doing in this time."

"Existing. And you?"

"You know what I mean! You. Are. Dead. How are you here?"

"Why do you think I'm dead."

"Because you are. I saw you're dead body being put in a grave."

Hedwig was glaring at Viper now, for playing with the man.

"That wasn't me, I don't know who you are, and I'm not sorry for playing with you."

"W-what?"

"I don't know you. I was playing with you, but Hedwig was plotting my murder in case I continued, soooo I'm done. The person who you think is dead probably is."

They turned walking away with a viper's smile then turned to Hedwig, "What made him think he knew me? I'm yet another person wearing yet another cloak. They're nox exactly weird here." Hedwig hit them on the head with her wing, then turned her back to them.

"...You know it's hard to ignore the person whose shoulder you're riding on, right?" Hedwig just hit them with her wig while her back was still turned. Viper sighed in response ], but continued walking to their room in the leaky cauldron.

Once they got to the room and opened the door they were met by a mess created by a feathery bullet.

The owl-Pig-bobbed in front of them, holding his leg out. The letter on it was in Ron's hand writing, but it also had underneath Hermione writing, though it looked like she tried to make her writing look like Ron's.

They checked the letter for magic before taking it and sneering at the contents. All that was said within could be cooked down to, 'Where are you?' And 'Dumbledore orders you to come home.'

"Well Hedwig, those two are certanly asskissers." They paused for a moment before making a face in disgust. "I just hope they don't really kiss his ass; That would be disgusting." Hedwig cooed in agreement.

She hooped over to her perch fluttering her wings for balance, then using a wing pointed to their bed.

"Yes girl, I'll go to bed soon." They murmured setting up some defences around the room and rematerializing the books from the shop they had raided earlier. "I wonder who this V.D. is," they said to themselves while falling asleep.

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