AN: Okay, really quickly before I let you read. There will be a gay pairing in the later arcs (NOT HARRY!).
I have to do this on a limited time on the Library computer, seeing as mine is fried. I thank everyone that has reviewed.
I honestly wasn't aware how popular this crossover selection was. It kind of makes me nervous. To those that think this is rushed: I agree. I wrote it with the intention to eventually add to the chapters after I get it up. It'll be a work in progress even after I mark it complete. I should also warn you that it is more fanonical, then canonical, for the flames.
To the guest that left this review:
Well, I guess I have to thank you for telling use(It's us by the way, not use, learn to spell) fast (Wow, grammar is horrible too, don't you mean thank you for warning us that…?) this was going to be a faggot holo (what the hell is that even?) gay crosskicking Harry instead of a normal story Shitfic.
I am pretty sure that if you had read to the third chapter you would have seen that this is not the case. So it has a gay warning, that does not mean Harry is GAY. Yes I normally writing him as such, but I promised Bleeding Roses 16 that that wouldn't be the case. The warning is for another, minor pairing. I understand that it was implied, but they could have at least read past the second chapter. I did say nothing of pairings would happen in this (unless canon of course such as Cedric and Cho, or Tsuna and Kyoko). You weren't even brave enough to leave a review via your account so I could correct your mistake, or report you for your language.
I happen to be pansexual, and bigender, going to hate on me too?
Thank you to the reviewer that warned me that I managed to make Harry sound gay, that wasn't my intention. I hopefully fixed that. Also, thanks to the one that told me about the typo on Iie and Ie, I honestly thought I put Iie, not Ie. My aunt's keyboard must have gotten stuck or something. It's protected from using the same button by holding it down. That is normally how I use other computers.
Word Count: 3,424
I do not own either Harry Potter nor Hitman Reborn.
Chapter Four
Xan,
You remember how you told me to always pay attention to my intuition? It's screaming Danger at me since Dumbledore told us about the Triwizard Tournament thingy that our school is part of. the man doesn't feel right at all. Blaise and Hermione have started to stick to me like glue and I'm jumpy. What do I do?
I miss you,
Harry
"Harry, come on. Xanxus will write soon, watch. No one is blocking your mail." Hermione assured as they walked to Defense Against the Dark Arts. However, even she doubted her words.
Xanxus didn't seem the type to cut off communications.
"Yeah, but something is not right." He retaliated. The girl nodded in agreement. "Bumbledore hasn't called me out on my disappearance this summer yet, either."
"Maybe this is a test to see how you will handle this on your own from Xanxus. That does seem like him. As for the headmaster, only time will tell. Are you positive he has it out for you." Harry gave a shrug.
"I can't explain it any other way, but it being my Intuition."
"Let's just drop it for now." Ron suggested, frowning as he watched Harry. "Something is really bothering him." The trio sat down for class.
"Hey, is there a way to magically prevent me from being entered into the cup?" Harry asked as the three Gryffindors and lone Slytherin sat down in the library. Blaise looked up from the book he had been reading, nodding.
"Yeah, swear on an oath that you refuse to enter. Magic will respond and destroy any and all attempts." Harry relaxed, grinning. Blaise's next sentence had him slumping. "But, you can only do that on a solstice. I'm sorry, Harry, the only thing we can do is make sure it never happens again."
"Merlin, I'm doomed, aren't I? I just know my name is going to come out. Why do things like this happen to me?" Harry whined, gaining a glare from the librarian. "What's the plan if my name comes out, Ron?"
"Find out who hoodwinked the goblet, and focus on you surviving, what else?" Ron said absently as he read Quidditch Through the Ages.
Harry sat between his friends as the names were being called out. So far, it had just been the three school. He prayed it meant that his name wouldn't come out. He grabbed his friends' hands tightly, as a fourth paper shot up.
"H-Harry Potter?" Dumbledore exclaimed in mock confusion. Harry, and his friends, could tell it was fake. "Harry Potter!" Harry slowly stood.
"I, Harry James Potter, swear upon my life magicks, and soul, that I didn't enter my name, nor ask someone to enter me. So it is done, so mote be!" Harry yelled, cutting his palm with a steak knife. The loud chattering and complaints quieted as a flash of white light filled the area. "When I find out who put my name in the goblet, I will press charges for attempted murder." Harry spat as he stalked pass the headmaster.
As he entered the side chambers, he could hear the uproar his name being called had caused. He angrily snapped the door shut.
"Vhat is it? Are ve need?" Viktor Krum questioned from where he stood admiring the trophies.
"Harry?" Cedric Diggory frowned as he moved towards the boy.
"Vhat do you need, leetle boy?" Fleur Delacour asked, frowning.
"Potter Luck is what it is." Harry stomped over to sit by Cedric. " To quote Xanxus: shit's going to hit the fan. Just another fucking year at Hogwarts." The older boy jerked, reaching out to touch Harry's arm.
"Harry, you can't mean that-"
Harry felt the bond snap into place. He met surprised brown eyes, and smiled.
"I'll be fine, Ced. I have my family behind me."
"But you're only fourteen! Surely there is a way to get you out of this mess?" The copper headed boy protested.
"I had a feeling this would happen, Ced. We've been looking, and found nothing." Harry sighed, giving a tired smile. "But, everyone knows I'm unwilling in all this thanks to me making an oath of blood."
"Zis iz ridicilus You are mon petite!" Harry glared at the French witch.
"What child do you know that can go face-to-face with Voldemort, hold off Hundreds of dementors, kill a Basilisk, defend against ten Death Eaters, and survive the killing curse?" The teen growled as he stood. "I am physically a child, but I'm the one most prepared for this, willing or not." The young woman looked as if he had slapped her. He was sorely tempted to prove his slap was worse than his bark.
"Harry, calm down." Cedric soothed, touching his friend's arm. "She's worried because you're a child. It doesn't matter what you've been through. Older people are to always look after those younger." The older male ruffled black hair. "Even if most in your life has failed you."
Xan,
why aren't you writing back? I'm forced into the Triwizard. I found another guardian, and the whole school is pissed at me. Even after I swore a blood oath that I didn't want to be. I just don't know what to do anymore. I'm sick of magic. I don't think I want to come back next year, just get a private tutor. I also officially hate Halloween now.
Other than that, I've been okay. My grades place me in the top ten of my year. I'm a little upset on not being able to fly, but maybe I can convince the Headmasters and Headmistress into friendly matches. I also found out I'm allergic to Hellbore, and had a nasty reaction when we were using it in Potions.
How are things in Italy? Is Everyone still giving you shit about the Cradle? Bel driving you mad yet? Tell Luss I miss my older sister! I miss my sword play with Squalo, and fighting with Levi. Tell Mammon that I wish to hire them to invest my monies. I found out I have more than I thought.
Please write back
Harry
Harry watched as Hedwig flew off. He quickly left the owlery, side stepping Cho Chang, his Lightning Guardian's girlfriend. He had more pressing matters than playing nice.
His brother wasn't replying, and someone was out for his head.
"Dragons? Well you have this win for sure." Cedric sighed as he stared at his Ruling Aspect. The Green Knight, or Lightning Guardian, looked so disappointed. Like he knew Harry would win.
"What do you mean?" Harry felt his heart stutter in fear.
"You're a parselmouth. You can talk to yours. I'll have to use a distraction or something."
"I didn't know that! Why couldn't I understand Norberta, or the dragons last night?"
"Deferent dialect, but you can communicate."
"Okay, thanks Ced. Want to help me convince the teachers to allow a Quidditch match between the school?" Harry grinned, knowing his rival would agree.
"You are the best person ever! Of course, you'll be the seeker."
A few days later, Harry nervously awaited his turn out in the colosseum that was just inside the Forbidden Forest. All of the others had already gone out to face their dragons. First had been Cedric against a Swedish Short Snout, followed by Fleur Delacour with her Common Welsh Green. Viktor followed up with his Chinese Iron Belly.
That left Harry with the Hungarian Horntail.
The boy really wished that Blaise could be in the tented area with him. He could really use his Blue Knight's calming presence. He was close to a panic attack already, let alone going out there. Or even Hermione's warm presence, she could soothe away his worries by talking about the plan they had, and the back up.
A bang from the canon nearly had Harry fleeing from his skin. He shot out into the arena, wand out, but to the side. He had to quickly dodge a plume of flames. A roar quickly followed the attack. He could hear Hermione screaming for him.
"Wait! I don't mean any harm!" He called out in parseltongue, causing people to gasp and whisper in fear. The dragon paused, finally looking at the tiny human before it.
It was smaller than she was used to.
"What human dareth to ent'r mine own aery? An egg snatcheth'r?" Harry blinked in surprise at the use of Olde English.
"My name is Harry. I come seeking an imposter egg in your nest."
"Thy lies!" She spun to inspect her nest, uncaring of the human in the ring.
It was a fledgling, after all.
Even if it did have the Flames of Wrath.
To her surprise, there was an egg that didn't belong, and it stank of human magicks. With a snarl, she flicked it out towards the human in the ring with her. She gave him a glare, smoke pluming from her nostrils.
"Taketh t and wend. I growth weary of thy presence." Harry bowed deeply before rushing from the arena. He wasn't stupid.
There was a reason they said to never tickle a sleeping dragon.
"Repeat that, Professor?" Harry requested, pale.
"As a champion, you are required to take a date to the Yule Ball. You will be opening the dance. Do not disgrace our school." McGonagall stalked away.
"Hey, Hermione, will-"
"No. Just no, Harry." The boy groaned. "Sorry, but I'm not going to be bored all night."
"But I don't want to go at all, let alone with a girl! I'm not ready to date!" Harry whined. "They're all still fangirls, and you know fangirls are rabid if you give them any sort of attention."
"Excuse me?" Hermione growled, "let alone with a girl? Then what, may I ask, am I?"
"Why, my sister of course." Harry grinned.
"Sorry, but I was asked yesterday." Hermione sighed, feeling bad for her Sky. "We'll find someone for you, both of you, eventually."
"What? You were asked? By who?" Ron demanded, eyes narrowed. Jealousy clear in his tone.
"I promised not to say. For his, and my, protection. Besides, if you had wanted to go to the ball with me, you should have asked me first thing." The girl grinned, looking out the window. Her smile faded. "Isn't that Hedwig?"
Indeed, the snowy owl was flying nonstop towards her wizard. Clutched in her beak was a letter. A smile filled the teen's face as she swooped down. Harry took it from her as Hermione coddled the animal. Harry turned to his letter.
Little Trash,
lay low, don't write - I'm not getting them - unless it is urgent, and trust no one but your guardians. I'll find you when things are settled. I.C.E. contact Sawada only! I trust you can decided when to do that. Only rely on your guardians until then, brat.
-Xanxus
"Something has happened." Harry whispered, hands tight on the paper. "Something big. Get the others." They met in a room that Dobby the House Elf had shown them. "Tactian Ronald Weasley, Yellow Dame Hermione Granger, Blue Knight Blaise Zabini, and Green Knight Cedric Diggory, you are all I have to trust until I find out what the Hell is happening. Blaise, are there any other actives in Hogwarts?"
"Draco Malfoy, Introvert Lilac Aspect, Luna Lovegood, Interovert Indigo Aspect, Roger Davis, Lilac Aspect, Susan Bones, Red Introvert Aspect, Theodore Nott, Indigo Aspect, Micheal Conner, Lilac Aspect, and finally, Anthony Goldstein, Red Aspect."
"Introvert?" Hermione asked, frowning in confusion, as she hadn't came across that term yet. Harry felt his heart go out to those that Blaise had listed with the term.
"They act opposite of what they should, or are damaged. Lovegood is damaged, while Bones is opposite."
"What is Lovegood like?" Harry questioned.
"Spacey. Often in a state that makes you question if she's all there. She saw her mum die, and never recovered. She's nice enough." All eyes turned to Ron, who shrugged. "She's our neighbor."
"I remember that day. Luna had burns all over, and started gibbering about impossible creatures. You mean that those are her flames?" Cedric asked Blaise, who nodded, looking up from the Marauder's Map.
"Well, looks like she's nearby, if you would, Hermione?"
"Oh, alright." The girl huffed as Harry pulled out a pen and paper.
Sawada Tsunayoshi,
I must apologize for writing to you before we have met. However, I need you to fill Xanxus in on the happenings at my school. He'll understand everything in this letter, so don't worry.
A) I was forced into the Triwizard.
B) I faced a dragon
C) I have a new Lightning
D) My Intuition is shrieking
E) My 'Headmaster' hasn't cornered me yet
F) Someone is trying to kill me
I know there isn't much that can be done, but I don't know what to do. I managed to procure a Two-way set for five sets of mirrors. All are connected, and I am sending them to you. Contact a person by stating their full name, and their mirror will vibrate, working just like a phone. I will keep one.
Harry James Potter (Xanxus's little brother)
"Harry Potter." The teen looked up at the dreamy voice. A sunshine blonde smiled vacantly back. "An honor."
Harry couldn't help but think she looked pretty.
"Hello, Miss Lovegood. First, will you go as my date to the ball, as a friend?" The girl blinked owlishly.
"Ginevra will not be pleased." The girl said, clarity entering her eyes as she looked at Ron.
"I know." Ron groaned, gaining his friend's questioning gaze. "Sorry, but she's obsessed, mate."
"Ew. That's like incest two ways!"
"You also wish to bond with me, eventually." Luna said, surprising the group. "The Dabberblimps told me." Hermione's face turned sour, but she held her tongue.
Harry shot her a look, saying that he would talk to her later.
Harry stumbled over his dress robes for the third time as he waited (read: paced) outside of the Ravenclaw Tower for Luna. His hair was messier than normal, and he nearly vibrated with his nerves.
Harry had been told by Blaise and Ron about how Luna had been bullied. Especially with the Ravenclaws for the way she saw her Mist Flames manifest. With Cho's help, the bullies had backed off some, but not completely.
Hence why the Chinese girl was helping Luna get ready for the ball. The older girl had offered before Harry could even ask her. Saying something about how Luna deserved someone who knew about make-up. That, and Luna said she wanted to be pretty for once.
Hermione hadn't been too offended.
"Harry." Harry looked up, and paused.
Luna was wearing a beautiful pale green dress, on the complete opposite spectrum of green as the dress robes Harry was wearing. Her blond hair was done up in an asymmetrical French Twist. She barely had on any make-up, but the eye shadow, blush, and lip gloss, made her face glow. She wore flats that matched her dress.
"You look beautiful, Luna." Harry murmured as they met. He easily took her hand and placed it around his arm. "I must look like a complete simpleton next to you." The blonde smiled.
"You look very handsome, Harry. A proper wizard for once, I see." Harry chuckled, ignoring the girls now watching them as they came closer to the Great Hall. "Oh Dear… Hello Ginevra." Harry blinked as the redhead stalked up to them.
"Don't you hello me! How could you?" Ginny snarled. People quickly paused to watch. "You're supposed to be my best friend!"
"Oh? Aren't you supposed to be the same?" Luna's voice was sharp, cutting as she focused on the other girl. "I came with a friend who wanted to take me. If I hadn't have said yes, no one would have wanted to go with me. I never get invited to any balls, unlike you, Ginevra."
"Don't call me that!"
"Tis your name, and I shall call you by it! Ever since we arrived at Hogwarts three years ago, you've ignored me unless it was convenient for you. What friend does that?" Harry could see emotions swarming in the blonde's eyes. Hurt, anger, frustration, fear, and loneliness were just a few.
"Come on Luna, we don't want to get into trouble." Harry murmured, shooting Ginny a glare for upsetting the blonde. "It's okay. You have us now. If you still want to be friends with her, okay, but she better treat you right. I hate bullies."
"Harry-" Ginny was cut off by Professor McGonagall.
"Champions, and dates, this way." She ushered them to a table shared with the judges, headmasters, and ministry representatives.
Harry was determined to make it one of the best days of Luna's life.
The vibration of the mirror came as Harry looked for a way to survive an hour long swim. Answering gave him his first real look as one Tsunayoshi Sawada, seventeen, and the World's Greatest Hitman, Reborn.
"Harry-kun, Xanxus warned me you would write. I will pass along a mirror as soon as I find out where he is." The Japanese teen promised.
"Oh." Harry exhaled heavily, struggling to inhale. "It's been almost a month since I heard from him."
"Yes, well, we are unable to contact anyone in the Varia currently. Are you okay?"
"I'm f-" Harry cut off at Reborn's sharp look. "I don't know what to do."
"Ah." Tsuna nodded, "but you are unharmed?"
"For now. I'm actually worried this is all a play to get me to Voldemort." Harry whispered, glancing around the nearly vacant library.
"Hai. Xanxus confided in us before he went off the grid. It helps my mother is a squid?"
"Squib." Harry corrected, relaxing some.
"Ah, yes, that word." Tsuna nodded, smiling. "Now, what is worrying you?"
"I have to survive at least an hour underwater." Harry whined. "I can't find anything about anything. It's like all the helpful information went away."
"Would you like scuba gear?"
"A-ri-ga-to go-zai-masu." Harry stuttered. His Japanese atrocious. Tsuna winced, but smiled.
"It will be sent tonight. Keep me informed, please?"
"Yes, Sawada-san."
"Iie, call me Tsuna-niisan." Harry smiled tiredly.