Boy-who-conquered meets Wallflower
Disclaimer- I do not own or make any money off of Harry Potter, or Wallflower.
Chapter four
It was Harry second day in Japan, and it was after he had spent his first night in his aunt's house; having rather quickly passed out after retiring the night before. Exhausted from everything that had happened the day before; including all the traveling he had done to get to Japan in the first place. But honestly, what could Harry say but the bed had been calling him like a siren call and Harry had answered it.
Sadly, despite how much he wanted to stay with the siren call of the bed he hadn't actually been able to keep himself in said bed; hadn't really been able to do so for several years now. Even when he exhausted himself as badly as he had done so the night before. And even potions to help with sleep didn't seem to help with this fact.
Seeing as, no matter how drained he still felt that he was, Harry had gotten up around the time he had long since had gotten to accustom to raising up at; even if there was no longer a reason to be getting up as earlier as he was. Which was around 4:30 in the morning, a time Harry knew everyone else was still deep in their sleep. Something that was both a blessing and a curse to Harry at times.
Knowing this, Harry had to groan slightly, as he ran his hand through his head; trying to dispel the sleepiness he was still feeling. Inwardly cursing the fact that he had never been able to break his ingrown habit of waking up as early as he did. A habit that had been built on his own survival and had only grown from there. Because of this, Harry had never really been able to actual go back to sleep after waking up the first time; no how much he tried to otherwise.
Mainly because his body constantly remembered the danger, he had been in the times he had done so before, and instinctively wouldn't let him fall in that pattern again. On the same note though because of this Harry's body had gotten used to running and perfuming on a lot less sleep than most people needed; something that had been a large boon to him during the war. Plus, Harry found after a few minutes of waking up, he would find himself no longer sleepy; all he needed to do was give it a little time.
Usually when he had gotten up in England, Harry would have gone for a run, done some of the warm ups he had learned during his training or even practice more of his magic, but at the moment Harry really couldn't do any of that. Despite how doing so sounded really satisfying at the moment; given he hadn't been able to do so for the last couple of days. And he was really starting to itch to get back to his training; as the paranoia he had gotten during the war was screaming at him for not doing so.
But right now, he just simply couldn't do so; no matter antsy he was to do so. He simply couldn't run, because he didn't know the area well enough to do so; meaning he easily get lost if he tried. Which considering the fact he didn't know anyone who could help him find his way back to this house, and that he had plans for what he had to do later, wouldn't be something he could to
And while he could do his warm ups or practice with his more mundane like skills in the open, he still couldn't do that here yet. Mainly because he, at least at the time, hadn't gotten a place to do so in. Added to this fact that he couldn't practice his magic because he couldn't use any of his magic without fear of being tracked down; which was something he couldn't afford to happen.
Which meant that currently Harry was out of ideas of what to do with the current free time he had. Seeing as he couldn't even do his wood carving as at the moment he was at a pause in the work where he needed to replace and get more supplies before he could do anything else with it.
So, with nothing to do, and still hours before anyone else got up Harry decide that he might as well get ready for the day; it was in the end something to actual do. After all, his Aunt had told him rather he liked it or not he would be going to school here; as it would be too suspicious to do other words. At least according to his aunt, it would be.
Hell, he had been informed that he would be going in the same classes as his cousin, and the others, despite the slight age difference between them. If only because Harry's aunt knew about Harry's school situation.
Or to be more precise the fact that Harry hadn't gone to a regular school in years and even then it had been a really challenging school that he had been going to; in fact, it had been rated one of the worst schools in his area. Something that had made Harry that much happier he had left said school before he had been forced to depend on it.
But still, the fact he was still going to a school, a muggle school at that, was something that made Harry feel mixed emotions. One, and the first emotion he felt once find this out, was extremely grateful for the fact, despite the pain and headache it had cost him, Harry had kept up with his more mundane education during his summer vacations from Hogwarts. Even if at first it was because he had to do his cousin Dudley's summer and make up work.
Then the second, and next major emotion he felt was that, against his will, Harry found himself dreading going back to school. Terrified of the people that would be there, the fact they would be crowding him, possible touching him. And worse yet how he would react to all of this, as Harry knew he could react rather violently when his phobia acted up. Something he didn't want to happen as, no matter how he acted at time, Harry didn't want to hurt a complete stranger, for something they hadn't known not to do.
Meaning Harry was honestly terrified of what he could or would do on reflex to someone of this school. Which could either lead to him seriously harming someone or if not that exposing himself to whoever was out there looking for him. Which in turn meant that if he didn't want this happening Harry would have to do his best to control himself, and his reactions, while he was in this school; something Harry knew was going to be more than a challenge for himself.
At the same time, he was extremely grateful for the fact he would be going a few grades lower than his actual seventeen-year-old self should be. Mainly because, despite the face he had been doing his cousin's school work, and a little more than that, Harry didn't think he would be able to keep up with the Japanese standards of what his age should know. So, having to be in a level below that would be a bit easier for him, which in turn would hopeful make it so he would be as stressed when it came to keeping his fear, and battle-ready reaction time, under control.
Besides with his height, which was only a little taller than Sunako and Yuki, and the fact he was completely covered it wasn't hard to believe that Harry was the same age as his cousin, maybe even a little younger. So, it wasn't like he wouldn't fit in with his cousin's grade level as Harry knew that only his aunt knew his true age and had led everyone else to believe him and Sunako were around the same age.
Knowing this and knowing that there was nothing else he could do with the information he had. Harry decided to instead put his mind towards getting ready for the school he had for day instead.
Especially as at the moment he knew that, now when everyone else was still asleep, was the safest time to do so. With that in mind Harry decide to first take a shower. After all he wouldn't have to worry about someone walking in on him this earlier, nor would he had to worry waking someone up by doing so.
Plus, it would give Harry some time to really relax and enjoy the shower while he was at it. Something he couldn't do previous, without fear of taking too long that someone would walk-in or him or taking up all the hot water; as even if he did here there'd be plenty of time for it to refill. Which meant Harry could honestly take as long as shower as he wanted; something Harry hadn't been able to do so in a while.
Harry after his shower, which was a lot longer than he had originally planned to take as the hot water had lasted a lot longer than he had believed it would; not to mention he was a lot tenser then he had originally believed himself to have been. Still after he had taken his shower and after he had managed to get his midback length hair mostly dried as well as tightly braided to keep it out of the way; like he usually had it. Harry put on a pair of tight fitting short that fell, and clung to, the bottom of his knees, as well as an equally tight-fitting tank top. Again, similar to the clothes he now wore daily.
Once these were on Harry quickly began to apply his bandages all over his body. Having learned from experience that you needed to have some sort of clothing under said bandages; at least for comfort's sake you did. Even if said bandages did pretty much cover him from head to toe.
Though in winter he also wore clothes on top of the bandages as well as an extra layer of desperately needed warmth. Something that it was too warm to do at the moment. In fact, Harry was feeling a little warmer then he would like; which usually he solved with a cooling charm. Something that he couldn't do at the moment as he couldn't safely use his magic; luckily he did have several cases of bandages with cooling charms already build in them for the hottest days of summer.
Once Harry was fully covered and in what others had taken to calling his Mummy get up, Harry threw on his light weight cloak on. A cloak, which like some of the bandages he had, had been spelled by its maker to stay cool and headed down the stairs. That is after he cleaned up any mess, he may have made in the bathroom he used. After all it was only the polite, more than necessary, thing to do.
Harry as he headed down the stairs, could hear the others from within their rooms starting to raise; moving around as they got up for the day. Which meant that they'd be down stairs soon. Meaning, at least to him, that Harry should get started on their breakfast; and give his cousin a small break from doing so. Besides he was curious as to how they would react to a full English breakfast anyway; opposed to the more Japanese themed one he was sure his Sunako would make them.
Harry, after he had finished cooking everything, earning an odd glare/grateful look from Sunako for doing so, heard Kyohei, Ranmaru, Yuki, and Takenaga joining Sunako down stairs. Surprising his cousin as they did so if the startled scream of radiant creatures, and pulling herself further inside her heavy cloak, meant anything.
This caused Harry to give a slight smile before he started to bring the breakfast dishing out to the dining room; where everyone else was currently waiting for their meal in. Once he got there Harry was treated to the sight of the four teenage boy's face's looks of surprise as they took in the food he was bringing in.
But as Harry quickly found out that it was mainly that they were surprised that it was already done then what he had made. Though they were rather startled about the type of food he had made, along with the amount of food; seeing as Harry made the usually amount, he made when he had been at Dursely's house hold.
Which hopefully be enough for them, though if they would like it as much as the food his cousin had made the other night, he wasn't so sure about. In fact, the only thing he was sure of was that before Harry could even blink all four of them were at the table ready to eat. All of the obviously looking forward to eating what Harry had made.
Seeing this and feeling a sense of satisfaction that the food he made was appreciated Harry began to set the table. His cousin working right alongside him, doing the same thing he was; having left just seconds ago to get the remained of the food that was still in the kitchen.
Once all of the food was down, and the table was set, both Sunako and Harry watched, as in a similar fashion as the night before, the food quickly disappeared. Something that once more made Harry find himself grateful for the fact that he had already set aside some food for both his cousin as well as himself before he had even brought the food out to the others. Or else he feared that he, and Sunako, wouldn't be able to get anything to eat with the large appetites the others seemed to have. Though on a side note Harry was rather happy they seemed to really enjoy the English breakfast he had made for them. Even if it was probably a bit heavier then what they were used to. Making Harry become that much more determined to learn how to make more of this countries food then he currently knew.
After all the food he had made was gone, and after both he and his cousin had also eaten their own share, Harry decided that since he was already ready, that he might as well clean up a little bit as everyone else got ready for the day. Seeing as unlike him, who had already gotten dress and gotten everything he needed for school already earlier this morning, the others still had things they needed to do.
So, with that in mind Harry began to gather all the dirty dishes to put in the sink, so he could wash them up. Because he knew if he didn't do this it would be Sunako that would do so, and he still wanted to give his cousin a break seeing as she didn't look any more eager to go to school then Harry himself was.
Besides even if Sunako wasn't going to do a whole lot to physically get ready for school, seeing as she looked to be ready, she still needed time to get herself ready mentally; time Harry had already spent dong while he was in the shower. And time Sunako hadn't had yet.
It was while doing this, and actually being on the last of said dishes, that Harry sudden heard a female scream coming from in the dining room; where Harry had left his cousin in. With instincts still running strong from the war he had just been in, not to mention more of a strong sense of protectiveness that he had felt in a long while, Harry in a blink of an eye had the nearest butcher knife in his hand. Before, in a blink of an eye, he was already in the next room where the scream was coming from; ready to deal with what was causing it.
Only to freeze in both shock and disbelieve at the scene in front of him, as he saw just what the reason for said screaming was. For it seemed that the four male teens, that had been living in his aunt house before him or Sunako had arrived, had decided that it would be best if Sunako cut her bangs before she went to school. Something which Sunako hadn't agreed with this in the least bit; which was why she had screamed as loudly as she had. Catching Harry's attention, and utter worry, as she did so.
Harry seeing this felt his unseen eyebrow twitch and had to quickly put the blade in his hand down before he did something he might not quite regret with it; like throwing it at someone's head.
At the same time as he did this Harry quickly noticed that he was starting to get a headache. One that got worse as something deep within his gut told him that this was most likely going to be a common occurrence. Not to mention as he realized that this type of drama was something that he would have to regrettable get used to; oh the joy.
Still the fact he had come in there as quickly as he had, let alone armed like he had been, hadn't gone unnoticed by the others; not by a long shot. Seeing as they were now as far away from both him and Sunako as they could get; while still being in the same room that is. It seemed Harry still frightened them a bit. Which most likely hadn't been helped by the murderous aura he had just been giving off, or the fact he had been holding a very sharp looking blade for that matter.
But all too soon in Harry opinion they had calmed down from his sudden entrance and were back to trying to get Sunako to cut her bangs. While at the same time trying to convince Harry that he really needed to remove the bandages he was wearing.
Though they did seem more instant on Harry removing his bandages then they were about his cousin cutting her bangs; at least at the moment they were. Which as he thought about it, Harry really put down to curiosity then anything else. See as unlike Sunako, they hadn't as of yet seen what Harry actually looked like.
However, the other's suggestions weren't going over well for either one of the people they were trying to convince to change; seeing as they didn't want to change. No matter what their aunt may have to say about that matter. And in Harry case, he was not going to let someone else say how he should look or behave, ever again. Something that seemed to really only be noticed by Kyohei as he bluntly told the others.
"Oh, just lay off if you guys. If those two don't want to change, which it looks like they don't, then there isn't anything you can do that will make them!" hearing this caused Harry to look at the blonde with disbelieve eyes. Wasn't he one of the first ones to bring up, cutting Sunako's hair and him removing his bandages? And wasn't he the biggest supporter among his group, who wanted both him and Sunako to become a lady and/or Gentleman, so he could get free rent? Wasn't he? Or did he really expect Harry to believe he imagined all those other things from just the night before?
Still despite this, and not really believing that Kyohei was actually being completely truthful with what he had just said, Harry could say he was starting to get a bit more respect for said teen in question. As he was getting rather uncomfortable with how close the others had been getting when they were trying to get him to remove his bandages, as well as question why he wore the bandages in the first place.
Though if Kyohei was able to keep the respect he was earning from Harry was another thing altogether. Seeing as recently the teen in question had usually either earned his wrath or a small amount of his respect in a back and forth motion since he had first met him.
Not to mention Harry was strongly starting to get the feeling that he would both like and dislike said teen. That something about Kyohei was screaming all sorts of warnings to Harry; raising the hairs on the back of his creature's sides neck. Rather they be good or not Harry wasn't completely sure about.
The others however didn't give a rather deadpan look directed at Kyohei, nor did they seem to be having an inner battle about anything, like Harry currently was. Instead they reacted to what Kyohei had just said in their own way. Screaming at him that he needed to stop being so nonchalant, and then they started to scream about what they would do about the rent. Hearing this Harry decided that for now he would tune them out and help his cousin. After all it wasn't like what they were saying was directed at him in anyway.
Though before he did tune the all out completely Harry was able to hear Takenaga mention something about how the plumbing upstairs was broken and until it was fixed they would all have to use the one downstairs. Making Harry feel rather grateful that he had used the downstairs one this morning instead of the upstairs one; even if it was only because he hadn't wanted to wake anyone else up by using the upstairs one.
Who knows what would have happened if he had done otherwise. Especially consider he had no idea how said bathroom was broken, if could have shot out pure icy water at him or something like that. Which if he wasn't expecting it would have caused him to react in some way; most likely loudly.
Harry, as he watched his cousin to make sure she was alright, began to get vaguely worried about the fact she got nose bleeds every time she looked at the others faces. As that could very well end up being deadly for her if it continued. Even if a small part of him found it rather amusing at the same time, as it seemed to the others away from her awhile; just like she seemed to want.
Though at the same time Harry found himself more interested in the fact he could hear Sunako mutter about how she didn't need to change, and how she wouldn't change; no matter what the radiant creatures may think of that. Something Harry agreed with but at the same time was starting to get a slowly growing sense of dread as to why Sunako may feel the way she did. As no one reacted the way his cousin did without have a reason to it.
A feeling that only grew stronger and began to grow a sense of anger alongside it, when Yuki brought up the fact that it would be easier for all of them if Sunako told them why she felt the need to hide her face. Why she had become the way she had, as from what their aunt had told the boys Sunako hadn't always been the way she was.
Something Harry both agreed and disagreed with seeing as he too hid his face and didn't want to bring up why he did so to anyone else yet either. Especially not to those he really didn't know all too well, or trust in the least bit; at least not for the most part. But at the same time felt it might be easier for his cousin if she told other what was going on.
Honestly it made him feel like a blood hypocrite as he thought about it. As he knew if he was in her shoes, she wouldn't be saying anything, even if at the same time he did want her to open up; at least to him.
Harry wasn't so lost in thought, about if he was a hypocrite or not, that he didn't notice when both Kyohei and Sunako began to argue over rather or not Sunako should tell them why she felt the need to hide her face. And found himself wondering if the reason the two argued as much as they did was because they were both equally as stubborn as the other. Even if he felt even more hypocritical after thinking this. After all he was pretty stubborn himself; more so then most others he had met.
Though that feeling of being rather hypocritical himself disappeared, and was replaced with anger, when he saw Kyohei holding Sunako doll Hiroshi-kun, whom Harry knew his cousin adored, out the window demanding that his cousin answer his question.
Harry never dealt well with blackmail or threats to those he cared about, and the war hadn't made him any better at it in any way. If anything, it made him just that much worse when it came to reacting to it; especially when it was directed at those he cared about. And Harry once more found himself reacting before he could stop himself. Not that he would honestly have stopped himself or changed what he had done if he had thought about it for bit either.
So, there was no hesitation in his movements as Kyohei was suddenly sent flying away from the window, slamming into the wall on the opposite side of said window. Meanwhile as this happened Harry had Hiroshi-kun gently laying in his hands; all done in one smooth nearly unseen movement.
Once he did this Harry found himself quickly handing Hiroshi-kun to his grateful cousin. Then after doing this Harry turned to the others, who were pretty much frozen looking at him wide eyed in disbelieve, and upon see that Kyohei was about to start screaming at him, not to mention looked moments away from attacking him, icily bit out.
"I don't care if it is only a doll to you. That Doll is precious to my little cousin and I will not let you use it to blackmail her to get what you want from her!" This seemed to take the air out of Kyohei's sails as he looked away from Harry's glare before muttering out.
"I wasn't blackmailing anyone. I just wanted to know why she felt the need to hide her face so much…not to mention why you feel the need to do so as well…nothing more than that, nothing to do with blackmail." Harry was about to give another biting response to what had just been said, when he heard his cousin say in a rather small voice.
"Alright, I'll tell you." Harry hearing this licked his lips nervously. He did want to know what happened to his cousin but at the same time he didn't want to push her into telling him or the others, if doing so could possible hurt her. Just like he didn't want the others to push him to know his story. Still it seemed that Sunako was, at least at the moment, willing to share her story; so instead of saying anything else he just listened to what she had to say. Respecting her decision even if he wasn't going to follow it himself.
(A.N- Also I am going to be changing Sunako's story a bit to give her more of a reason to be the way she is, even if it is basically the same story in the long run.)
"I-I…well, there was a boy…" Here Sunako paused and everyone leaned into further listen to what she had to say.
"And he wasn't just any boy… and no despite how that sounds I'm not trying to make him sound more special then he already was." This was said with a slightly sarcastic edge to his cousins still nervous tone, showing Harry the spine of steel, he knew she had. Though at the same time Harry had a strange tightening in his stomach as his cousin continued what she was saying. He got the feeling he really wouldn't like what was going to be said next; and he was right.
"In fact, I had actually been pretty good friends with him for a while before this happened. Had been for a couple of years even…long enough to believe that I had fallen in love with him. And at the same time, I thought he had also fallen in love with me. Only it didn't turn out like I had hoped." Here Sunako stopped and gave a rather dark laugh as she clenched her fists tight enough to actually draw blood from her nails.
"Not in the least bit…. I told him that I loved him, I had thought it's all go down like some sort of fairytale fantasy…. but instead…. he told... he called me ugly. I had thought…our friendship and…." Here Sunako trailed off, and while the others had asked for her to continue and ask if that was all, Harry knew that her story was over and felt like hunting someone down. Even more so when Sunako decided to add on.
"Before that I had really cared about my appearance. Before that, I had done everything most girls did to look nice. I took care of my skin, I dieted to stay a nice weight, and did everything I could think of to look nice. But after that…. after all the effort I had put into looking nice, it turned out to get me nowhere, turned out to be so worthless by someone I loved…I figured what was the point of trying at all. What was the point in worrying about my face? What was the point in caring about my appearance at all? After all, if I didn't look in a mirror I didn't have to see? I didn't have to compare? "Here Harry could see that Sunako really wasn't talking to them anymore but was talking to herself more than anything else.
Knowing this and knowing that his cousin was at the moment lost in the memory of what had happened to her before. Lost in the pain of having someone she had thought she could trust and love, pretty much spitting on her. Went over and wrapped his arms around her; offering his cousin some family love. As he did this Harry could hear the others offering Sunako their sympathy's or at least they were until Kyohei added.
"I don't get in? Why act like this over one guy?" Harry knew it was the wrong thing to say, even if he agreed with it to some degree, and this was proven when Sunako stiffened before pulled herself out of his arms and screamed out at all of them.
"It only takes one GUY! Now get out!" Before shoving them all out of her room and shutting the door behind her; leaving all of the starring at said shut door after she had done so.
After the door had been shut on them Harry heard the others beginning to discuss what they had just been told. As they did this Harry felt something loosen in his chest when he heard that everyone there was actually really disgusted about what they had heard in Sunako's story. To be more precise they were disgusted with the boy who had dared called Sunako ugly. Once more bringing up Harry's opinion of all of them as they spoke out against said boy. At the same time made him want to perhaps to start to opening up about telling his own story to them in the future; though if it was the true one or the more muggle friendly one Harry wasn't so sure about
Harry was brought back into the conversation about what had happened to Sunako when both Yuki and Kyohei noticed something. Yuki noticed the time, and how they really didn't have much time to get ready for school.
While Kyohei remembered they hadn't heard just why Harry wore what he did and became determined to find out just why that was. Not to mention became just that much more determined to find out what Harry looked like underneath said bandages as well. But fortunately for both Harry and Kyohei, there wasn't any time for him to begin to question Harry; like he wanted to. Not if Kyohei wanted to have time to get ready for school that is.
So, for the first time in a long time Harry found himself once more being grateful for the fact he had to go to school. Even if at the same time he was getting the feeling that said school would be a large headache for him. Instead of the escape it had been when he had been living with the Dursley's. Nor would it be nearly as entertaining for him as Hogwarts had been; though on that note Harry wasn't sure if that was good thing or a bad thing.
Though Harry couldn't help but find it a bit amusing that when he heard Ranmaru bring up Kyohei taking a shower just as the ten in question was debating ignoring the fact he needed to get ready for school and question Harry anyway.
An amusement that grew slightly as Kyohei quickly storming off to take said shower especially after it was suggested he could go first. Obviously, the teen in question really loved his showers; and was going to take full advantage of being able to be the first one in said shower. Not that Harry could honestly blame him seeing how relaxing said showers could be. Luckily, he had already taken his, so he didn't have to worry about having to take a quick one like everyone else would now.
The earlier amusement Harry had felt about the showers had died a quick and firry death not that long after it occurred. In fact, Harry found himself restraining his urge to attack, something that was further helped by the fact he currently had both Ranmaru and Takenaga either side of him to stop him from attacking. Something that had been happening since he had heard about what had just recently happened.
It seemed Sunako hadn't heard Takenaga mention the fact they would all be sharing the downstairs showers and had walked in on Kyohei while he was showering. Which had done because she had been going to take a shower herself.
It was an incident that left Sunako upstairs freaked out and laying in a puddle of her own blood from where she had a nose bleed, and left Kyohei on the coach wearing little more than a bathrobe as he spoke about what had happened.
Harry knew it was an accident, and that neither Sunako or Kyohei had wanted it to happen to them. Which was the only reason he wasn't lashing out like the others seemed to fear he would have done when he found out just what had happened to his cousin.
But at the same time, he found it hard not to react when everything that was being said. In fact, Harry literally felt the last of his temper snap when he heard Ranmaru's latest comment to Kyohei after said blond teen had screamed that while she hadn't heard about the shower, she had most definitely seen him.
"Aww did she…well tell me, did you see as well?" Unfortunately, before Harry could actual get his hands on the perverted red head, as he had lunged to do so, he was grabbed from behind by both Kyohei, and Takenaga.
This action caused Harry to temporarily freeze up as he fought against his touch phobia that was attempting to overwhelm him because of the sudden touch he was now under. Before he made himself push past it the fear he was feeling and get out of the two's hold instead.
Something that had been helped majorly by the fact the two that had been hold him hadn't actually been touching his bare skin when they had grabbed him. Once he was free Harry simply gave the now white faced Ranmaru a look, one that nearly sent him running, before spitting out.
"Don't talk about my cousin like that!" After this was said Harry completely shrugged off the arms were still slightly holding him back, from where he had previously freed himself, and stormed off; ignoring the voice behind him as he did so. Ignoring the fact that Ranmaru actually seemed to be apologizing to him, and the fact the other three seemed to be scolding the teen for what he had just said at the same time. Right now, he just needed to get away from it all before the combination of his anger and his touch phobia got the best of him.
Something he really didn't want to happen as Harry was sure nothing good would come of a combination like that. And despite it all Harry didn't want to scare anyone around him, not when he still felt there was a chance he could learn to both trust as well as respect everyone that was in the house.
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Harry found his earlier believes he had about school, and how it be a headache for him, to be a serious underestimation of how bad it was going to be for him. If anything else, it seemed more like a nightmare come to live for him, more than anything else.
As it seemed Yuki, Takenaga, Ranmaru and Kyohei were all highly popular; more so then he had thought they were going to be at any rate. And when it came to the female half of the school's population, that was really proven with the sheer number of fangirls that they all had screamed for them right outside of said school.
Fangirls, which were something Harry had long since thought to be one of the evilest things on earth, and something he had honestly believed, had hoped, he escaped from when he had started with his bandages, or if not that when he had finally left England. The only good thing he could see about this is that at least they weren't his.
As it seemed that despite how much he had hoped Harry didn't leave fangirls behind when he had left England. Which showed as the others walked into school, with him and Sunako following further behind, them.
Because as soon as Yuki, Takenaga, Ranmaru and Kyohei entered the school gates a large group of females screamed to be noticed by which ever boy they liked most at the moment. All of them seeming to suddenly appear the second the group made their way onto the school grounds; making Harry had to hold himself back from attacking as they did so.
As all of said fangirls began to scream Harry could help but wince back slightly as said voices did two different things, one they really pierced through Harry's head, and almost sent him into flashback of his own hellish fangirls.
Ones that Harry had only recently been able to chase off or escape from himself. Fangirls, that for that matter, were at the very least one of the reasons Harry was as bad off as he currently was. Considering the fact, they had constantly attempted to either drug him in some way or even in the more extreme cases actually attempt to kidnap him to get their demands. Not to mention all the touching they did, even when he had explicitly asked them not to.
But at the same time Harry could see that these weren't his fangirls, that in fact his bandage form, black cloak, not to mention the dark aura he was given off, seemed to actually scare the fangirls here away from him; something Harry almost felt like dancing in joy about.
While at the same time wishing that had been true to the still stubbornly clinging fangirls he had back in England. But at least here he wouldn't have any fangirls of his own. Though for some reason as he thought this Harry felt an out chill go down his spine. A chill that just didn't seem to want to go away.
A chill that made Harry just that much more eager to get into the school, so he could get it all over with just that much quick. And then hopefully both wonder and never find out just why he got the chill in the first place; as Harry really didn't want to find out what was causing said chill to begin with. Mostly because he felt that he strongly dealt with his fangirls.
However, it seemed that Harry wasn't going to get his wish in getting into the school as quick as possible. As the fangirls, that he was every so eager to escape from, seemed to be determined to block the entrance or stop that from going into the school too quickly. Much to Harry's annoyance, as he really didn't want so much attention at or around him.
Even if he was a bit creeped out by the fact that the others didn't seem to care about their fan girls hell it seemed like the eve encouraged them at several times. Something Harry had never done and made him wonder how things would have been different if he had treated his fangirls like they did. Before shaking his head inwardly he never would as knowing his luck they'd use some law he never heard of, one that hand been used in hundreds of years at that, to somehow tie him down with them. No ignoring them out right and getting as far away from them as fast as possible was the way to go when it came to Fangirls.
Though at the same time he did get a brief bit of entertainment when four goth looking girls were snapped at by Sunako. Tell them if they wanted the spot both she and Harry were at they could take it from them. Seeing as she didn't want it and she was sure Harry didn't like it anymore than she did. It seemed that his cousin liked fangirls just about as much as Harry did; which is to say not at all. Something that Harry inwardly smiling, and wishing he had known about his cousin earlier, he was sure together they could have quickly gotten rid of all the fangirls Harry once had.
At the same time Harry was sure he got more enjoyment out of the snap back at the goth fangirls in question because of how the had downgraded his cousin as if she hadn't even been there to hear him. Something Harry himself was close to snapping about to a degree before Sunako had taken it out of his hands.
A sudden call of good morning from behind them from a friendly voice, that was much calmer than the screeching of the other fangirls where still giving off, brought Harry back to where they were. Doing so, let him hear one of the fangirls say something about the person who just spoke was called Noi.
This Nori seemed to be both someone the fangirls respected more than they did each other, not to mention someone the others in their group, besides Sunako and him, knew quite well. Because Harry watched as the sea of fangirls parted and saw the fact that Yuki, Takenaga, Ranmaru and Kyohei seemed to be waiting for Noi to catch up to them.
This caused Harry to actually take the time to look at Noi to see if he could see what type of person she was. Because he got the feel with how everyone was reacting to her, not to mention the warm look he could see in Takenaga's eyes that he would be seeing her a lot more often than anyone else at the school; which meant he really wanted to know what kind of person she was. Something Harry could tell Sunako was doing as well if her cries of Nori being such a radiant creature as she hid behind him meant anything.
This Noi was a teenage girl that had long waist length reddish brown hair, with a pair of clear sea blue eyes that Harry could see even with the distance between them. she wore the school uniform but unlike a lot of the other female Harry had seen in it, she didn't shorten the skirt or otherwise adjust in it some way to appear more attractive in it; she didn't really need to.
Though the fact she didn't do so in a way to get more attention to her did cause Harry to respect her more as he knew people who looked similar to her in the wizarding world who still did everything the could to attract attention to them. Making Harry believe even more firmly in the fact that he cared in personality then appearances then he had done so before.
Noi, also gave off a friendly accepting aura that Harry found himself not disliking. In fact, he got the feeling that he could easily like her as a friend if he got to know her. Maybe even gain a more sister like feeling to her after a while, just like he was really starting to gain for Sunako herself.
After noticing all of this Harry was about to say something only to be left blinking slightly when the four teens who had been waiting for Noi at the point suddenly took off running to the school. And then as the fangirls who had first parted for Noi all took off saying something about not having a chance now that she was there.
Seeing and hearing this Harry couldn't help but blink at the suddenness of it all. He hadn't been expecting that. And some part of him wish he had so he could have taken off as well as he could feel that there was now suddenly more attention on him then there had been before.
Nor was he expecting Noi to quickly walk over to where Sunako and him were standing, with Kyohei actually standing a little behind his cousin. Before she began to rapidly speak to the both of them; acting as if she was really happy to see the both of them as she did so. Despite the fact she didn't know either one of them, or the fact they had never even heard of her in return. And despite the fact that neither Sunako or Harry looked to be really enthusiastic about her being right in front of them like she currently was.
"So, your name is Sunako right, and your is Harry correct? Hello, my name is Noi, it is so nice to meet the two of you!" Whatever Noi might have said next after she said this Harry wasn't sure of. Because she was interrupted before she could say anything else as Sunako had a nose bleed.
Which Harry had noticed happened whenever she looked in the face of those she called radiant creatures and caused him to wonder if perhaps the nosebleeds were self-made or an unconscious use of Magic; because Harry was so sure he could feel some type of magic in his cousin.
Making him wonder if his cousin was what the goblins would call an inwardly witch where all her magic was inside her and couldn't be used outside her body like in a wand or potions. Which was why his cousin would never be accepted in either a magical school or in the magical wizard as a whole as inwardly witches or wizards where often mistaken for Squibs. It would explain some of the things he had seen happen around his cousin. Not to mention some of the things he had read about happening to both with her father and mother.
Those thoughts aside Harry noted that Noi actually looked worried and seemed to honestly care about the fact that Sunako got a nose bleed while talking to her because it was with a generally shocked but worried tone that she asked his cousin.
"Oh my gosh are you okay!" Sunako's reaction to this had Harry smiling faintingly, something that he noticed that he was actually doing more often than he had back in England in a long while, as she wiped her nose before replying in a rather deadpan manner.
"Yeah, I'm fine. That's just what happens when I run in to radiantly beautiful people." Noi hearing this gave a blush and gave a squeal that had Harry wanting to cover his ears. It seemed she was really pleased with what Sunako had said, and honestly Harry couldn't say he blamed her for that. It was a rather nice complement; however odd it may have been. What with the nose bleed and all.
Then before Harry could put a word in or remind everyone that they really did need to get into the school seeing as he knew that the bell would be ringing soon. Noi turned to Kyohei and after a few words exchanged between the two of them actually began to argue; something Harry got the feeling was something often. If the looks exchanged between everyone who knew the two of them said anything.
Seeing this Harry could honestly say, at the moment at least, that action most likely put Noi on the good side of his books. Considering he was still pretty upset with the blond with what he considered the bathroom incident; even if it hadn't necessarily been his fault. And no Harry didn't feel like letting it go; at least not until Sunako herself did. As if she let it go, Harry really had no reason to hold on to it; as it was her that had been upset to begin with.
Fortunately, or unfortunately in the cases of those who we really starting to enjoy the arguments between Noi and Kyohei, before they could really start to argue, Kyohei seemed to remember they had to get to school and grabbed Sunako, who quickly grabbed him, before dragging the both of them inside said school.
As they did this Noi waved goodbye to them, and Harry someone how got the feeling that he had just entered the gates of hell itself. The closing of the doors to the school only seemed to reaffirm that idea in his head as Harry swore they sounded like they had locked behind them as the closed. Telling Harry without any words needed that there was no escape.
All too soon in Harry opinion, he found himself standing in front of a class room with Sunako standing at his side. Something which happened because their Aunt had made sure the two of them were in all the same classes together. Which Harry was actually really grateful for seeing as despite how much Harry had attempted to over the last couple of years, he wasn't sure if he could actual be able to keep up with the grade level his age was in. Still right now, they were being introduced in their first class.
"This Is Sunako Nakahara and Harry Nakahara they're cousins, and they are, our new transfer students…um please treat them well." This is when Harry got the reaction he had been waiting for all along. As, almost as one, the class began to whisper harshly to each other.
About how both Sunako and him were creepy. How the room now felt colder now that the two of them were in it, how they both had dark auras of maliciousness around them and how the lights seemed to go out around them. How he was probably not even human, but a witch's puppet wrapped in bandages; with Sunako being the witch in question.
Not to mention how the others in the class would look at them, as they walked to the back to their seats, before quickly looking away in fear. Something Harry honestly didn't find himself minding as long as they would leave him alone. And would most likely just leave them both be instead of bothering them like they would have if they weren't 'too scary'; like they currently were in their classmate's minds.
Once Harry and Sunako where in their seats Harry had expected that would be ignored or avoided by anyone else besides the braver teachers asking them questions. Like the earlier reactions they had gotten had hinted at not moments ago. This however was proven utterly wrong when only minutes after sitting down both he had his cousin's eyes were assaulted by the flashing of a nearby camera.
This caused Sunako to jump slightly and caused Harry to resist the urge to get as far away from the cameras range as he possible could. Just like he had done in the wizarding world when he found out he simply couldn't just blow up the cameras taking his pictures; as that somehow was against the laws or something like that.
This urge got just that much stronger when the person taking the pictures, a teen with slicked back black hair and thick round glasses, began to speak to them; mike in hand. Sounding remarkable similar to the reporters who had constantly hounding Harry since after the final battle had ended as he did so.
"Our paper is running is running a spot light on the two transfer students who came to school with the four most beautiful boys of our school!" Then another teen, who looked similar to the one that had just been talking. only slightly shorter and with slightly longer hair, not to mention he one that had been holding the camera to begin with, called out.
"Say cheese!" and went to take a better picture of the two cousins only for said cousins to call out in unison.
"No! no pictures." And while Harry moved out of the way to ensure that his picture wouldn't be taken Sunako stayed in her seat. At least until she was told.
"Aww now come on you must be pretty cute if those four let you walk with them...now let's see you face." Something Sunako didn't take well to and tore out of her seat, and out of the classroom door before they could even try to take another picture of her; Harry happily following after her as she did so. He really didn't want the attention that his picture would bring, hell if he could he didn't want any attention what so ever. Even if at the same time dresses as he was doing, did bring attention to him however it was more of the horror fear filled, let's stay far way from, kind of attention; which he could deal with.
However, Harry felt a familiar chill go down his spine as he heard that voice scream out behind them, 'I want those faces on today's front-page news!' and hearing that Harry knew he, along with Sunako, where now going to be hunted down by the school's paparazzi something he had all but begged to leave behind in England.
Harry knowing from personal experience how relentless reporters could be, not to mention how resourceful they could be at the worst of times, grabbed Sunako's hand and took off at top speeds. All the while encouraging his cousin to run as fast as she could away from the reporters now chancing them as he did so.
They were running at top speeds trying to escape from what was following behind them. Unfortunately, remarkably similar to the chase that had happened the night he had first arrived in Japan, Harry didn't know the school there were running in at all. Or else he would have been able to make it so both him and his cousin could escape the reporters in question just that much sooner.
But seeing as he didn't know the school, nor did he have a good idea as to just where to turn to shake them off their tail, Harry was just going on his gut feelings as he knew taking quick turns and continuing running would make it just that much easier to duck into one of the classrooms to escape those that were chasing them.
It was just his and Sunako's luck that when they did duck into a classroom that it happened to be a science classroom, an advance biology one if Harry had to guess. Due to all the animals in preservatives that where on the shelves not to mention he posters Harry could make out on the walls of the classroom; mainly because of the advance sight he had due to a ritual he had done a year ago to fix his old eyesight. Not to mention the advance sight his creature inheritance had given him; which ended up enhancing his already enhanced eyes even more than they had been.
Sunako certainly seemed to like the classroom they were now hiding in, if her near silent squeals and calls of, 'finally a place I can feel comfortable in.' Something that caused Harry to sigh slightly and while being slightly amused at his cousin reaction couldn't help but be worried at the same time.
As he began to wonder just how they were going to get out of the situation they were both currently in. Because Harry really didn't see the school reporters giving up on this, they were too stubborn to know what no actually meant, and Harry was sure that wasn't just his utter hatred for reporters speaking; for the most part at least. After all they had just pretty much called a school wide hunt for something as simple as pictures; worst yet the teachers seemed to be allowing it. Making Harry wonder what the hell was going on with this school, and what sort of put the earlier reporter had in it.
Though even as he thought this Harry knew it wouldn't do him or Sunako any good to keep going on with that line of thought. It certainly wouldn't help them escape, nor would it turn away those that were chasing them. And would have to keep chasing them as Harry knew that neither him or Sunako were willing in the least bit to let their pictures be taken or give an interview with the paper. Meaning that the rest of the day was most likely going to be some type of hell for both cousins.
This was proven true when just as they were getting a bit more comfortable, or in the case of Harry trying to think of a more thorough escape plan, they were found in said room and had only just managed to escape from the now larger crowd chasing them. A crowd Harry had found were now chasing them because the school newspaper had offered an award for a successful picture of both Sunako, and his faces; twice as much if they were together. Proving to Harry that just like fangirls, reporters were a source of pure evil in this world.
Harry could see that being chased was really starting to get to his cousin and was getting mixed feeling about all of it. One he was getting angry but knew he couldn't attack anyone chasing them, at least not while they were still at school. As that would only get in him trouble with the school and most likely bring attention to him. Though he was debating doing something after school was over, when no one could pin it on him.
Then there was the second reason his temper was going up. He couldn't stop and let them take pictures of him while Sunako escaped from them. Seeing as he really couldn't afford to get his picture taken, at least not of his face seeing as he was attempting to hide from the British wizarding world.
Because having a picture out there really wouldn't be helpful in that regard, but at the same time he wanted to protect is cousin from all of this; so, he wasn't quite sure of what to do. Which left him feeling rather frustrated by one of the easier, not to mention fastest, ideas he had about getting the reporters away from his cousin was something he couldn't do.
That is when Harry got an idea, he could attempt to take the attention of the crowd chasing them and direct them into only chasing him; giving his cousin a chance to escape. Not to mention Harry really wasn't too worried about the reporters, or the others in the crowd behind them, actually catching him. Or getting a picture of his actual face for several different reasons.
The main one being the fact that Harry had a lot more experience escaping from people, or creatures for that matter, chasing him, then the crowd chasing him did at capturing things. To put it simply Harry knew he'd be able to escape them if he was on his own.
Mainly because at the moment Harry wasn't able to run at his full speed because he didn't want to leave his cousin behind. Then there was the fact that Harry's bandages had long since been spelled in such a way that only he could remove them; making it seem like the knots on the were just to stubborn to undo to anyone else. Having been like that since pretty much when he had first putting on said bandages to begin with.
But first he needed to make sure his cousin was safe from being caught. So, with that in mind Harry flickered his eyes towards his cousin, and upon seeing a nearby classroom door. Got an idea. One he knew he had to tell Sunako; seeing as she couldn't read his mind after all. Though at the same time he'd have to do it quietly enough the ones behind them wouldn't be able to hear him. So, with that in mind Harry moved closer to his cousin and in a tone that even Sunako had to strain to hear.
"Sunako, I'm going to lead all the others away from you. I know you're getting tired and can't keep running at this speed much longer. But I'm fine I am going to do a quick turn up by that room and I want you to just a quickly get into it. If we time this right, they'll not see you do so and keep chasing me. Giving you the time, you need to catch your breath." This got Harry a nod from his cousin as the both quickly speed up to put Harry spur of the moment plan into action.
A plan which seemed to work quite well as Sunako was able to get into the room, and Harry had been able to get the crowd to continue chasing him and even managed to lose them after a good ten minutes of getting them to chase them in the opposite direction his cousin was in. Having out paced them and managed to trick them through a series of quick turns as well as a bit of free running.
Harry had felt pretty good about it all and had felt that he had been successful in protecting his cousin. That is until he found out what had happened to his cousin when she had slipped into the room he had left her in. Then all he felt was a need to both get a bit of Marauders style revenge as well as maybe resultantly thanks someone.
Not to mention a good deal of pride, as well as confusion, with his cousin actions. Pride because she stood up for herself and showed that she wasn't someone you wanted to mess with. But at the same time, he was confused as to how he should feel about the fact that, she wasn't hiding herself nearly as much anymore, and was starting to slightly recover at the same time
Thinking this Harry couldn't help but wonder if maybe he should take a page out of his cousin's book and not hide as much anymore; at least not with those they were living with. Maybe show them some trust, after all Kyohei had helped his cousin out when he couldn't; when he hadn't been there to do so.
At the same time from what the others had told him Kyohei was now sick and his cousin was currently taking care of him, at their home; alone. He couldn't help but immediately think, oh forget that.
After hearing that all Harry knew was that he had to get to their home and protect his cousin from being alone with some boy. Forget trusting them, they hadn't earned it yet. That in mind Harry jumped down from a nearby window and ran off toward his auntie's home. Leaving three stunned boys staring at his retreating figure in disbelieve. After all Harry had just leaped from the highest window the school had while at the same time had hit the ground running at speed that seemed to blur.