Another chapter up! I already promised the Potters will be in this one, right? Though they don't really get much of a role...

*Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or Hunter X Hunter

First Impression

A few hours later, Killua woke up to find that it was already six-thirty. Stretching and yawning, Killua got up from the bed and fed Arcane with his dinner before heading down to the Leaky Cauldron to have his own dinner.

He was greeted with a few stares because of his abnormal white hair but he just ignored them. Besides, his hair wasn't white, it for silver, for crying out loud! He observed the people flitting in and out of the pub and listened in on some of the passing conversations.

The wizards were… interesting, to say the least. They certainly had many fascinating topics to discuss. He kept hearing the name 'David Potter' and wondered who he was. Obviously, he was greatly admired by the wizards and Killua wanted to know what in the world he did to gain such popularity. Sure, Killua himself was never interested in becoming popular – Illumi always said that friends would slow you down – but to have people talk about you like that would mean that you must be either really strong, really smart or both. And that could pose as a threat to Killua.

Killua might be able to him in hand-to-hand combat but these wizards used magic more and Killua didn't know a thing about magic yet. So he had to be careful. 'Know thine' that was one of the many lessons of the art of fighting that Illumi had taught him. Know your enemy as well as your know yourself, that was what it meant. And that meant he had to gather as much information as possible on possible threats to his life.

It seemed that getting information on David Potter wouldn't be so tough because he seemed to be very famous and well-known so Killua doubted that he would have much of a problem. No, his real problem lay in whether he could watch a magical fight between David and another person. Killua doubted that books would cover his fighting style so he would have to analyse it for himself.

Finishing his dinner, Killua was about to make his way upstairs to his room before he heard the entire pub hush up. Everyone was silent as they watched a family of three walk through the door of the pub. As soon as the door closed behind them, people leapt from their seats and rushed up to them, forming a large crowd around them. The family seemed to lap up the fame. They look ordinary enough, Killua thought. The family consisted of one messy black-haired, bespectacled man with his arm round his red-haired wife and son. His son had his hazel eyes while the mother had glittering green eyes. The father and son seemed to be a little arrogant, Killua observed, while the mother hung back a little but seemed to enjoy the tremendous popularity as well.

As the young assassin drew closer to the crowd, he caught snippets of conversation that went along the lines of 'Hey, that's David Potter and his parents!' and 'Young David is starting his second year now, isn't he?' So he's David, Killua thought to himself. Red-hair, hazel eyes, a bit on the chubby side, not every tall, twelve-years-old, also going to Hogwarts (presumably) and looks as though he has a rather inflated ego. Judging by the emotions in his eyes, he's probably very competitive but isn't a jerk. Well, not really but he's definitely arrogant with that annoying swagger of his. I can see he's probably very spoiled and is an only child since he's the only one with his parents. His eyes tell me he isn't very bright and hates studying but is quite kind. Hmmm… and they call me a split personality.

After a while, the Potters bid their admirers goodbye and headed out of the pub to Diagon Alley. Using Shadow Step – a technique in which you would have to be extremely silent to blend in with the shadows – Killua followed them during their shopping journey. Since it was near nightfall, they did not attract as much attention as Killua suspected they would have if it was daytime.

After their shopping was done, Killua went back to his room, feeling a little aggravated. He didn't have a chance to analyse their fighting styles since there hadn't been a fight to begin with, but Killua suspected that David wouldn't last long in a fight because of his physical condition. However, behind that there may be more than what meets the eye. Perhaps he was strong in magic? I mean, Killua should know from experience that not all tough people had to be fit. After all, look at Killua's own brother for example. Milluki Zoldyck was very obese but he was a technical genius and could invent the deadliest killing devices. Also, Milluki was an excellent source of information, though he was also a greedy pig.

Arcane, Killua said, deciding not to dwell on the topic of fat people any longer and instead make conversation with his pet, why can I speak to you?

You are a noble Parselmouth, a speaker of the great language of Parseltongue.

But I've never learnt Parseltongue before, Killua reflected.

That may be true, Arcane nodded, but Parseltongue is genetic. Being a Parselmouth runs in the family blood.

But Parseltongue is a magical language, right? After receiving a nod from the black serpent, Killua continued, But my parents can't do magic.

No? Arcane stared at his master, That's strange. Nothing like this has ever occurred before. Then again, there were only two other Parselmouths to begin with. But you look like you're of Pureblood origin.

Pureblood? Killua wondered. Now I'm getting lost.

Pureblood wizards are wizards whose ancestors have always been a wizard and never a Muggle.

A Muggle? Killua asked, finding that he had much to learn about the Wizards' way of life.

Non-magic folk, Arcane explained. Half-bloods are those with one parent a wizard while the other parent or grandparent's a Muggle. Muggle-borns are those who have no magical ancestors.

Then I guess you could call me a Muggle-born.

I would have never guessed, Master, Arcane hissed. You seem like a Pureblood Prince.

Appearances can be deceiving, Killua repeated another of his brother's many lessons, remember that.

How was it? I told you the Potters didn't get much of a role. I know this is probably when you would expect that Killua and the Potters would get into a fight but all Killua really wants to do right now is to observe those potential threats so no running off blindly into battles when you have no clue what's you opponent's style.

However, I can say this, the next chapter will be about the train ride to Hogwarts and there will be a fight. Try to guess who it'll be with. Also, I want you readers to vote onh which house you want Killua, aka Harry, to be in. Either vote or Pm me or leave it in a review. If you PM me or leave it in a review, please state why you chose that house.

Thank you and please review my chapter! :)

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