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Hari paced her room unable to sleep as her mind refused to shut off and let her rest. Hedwig was out hunting for the night and she wished her owl would come back soon so she had some company. Hari knew she had to tell the Echizen's about her magic and she had to do it before the adoption was formalized.

But what if they changed their minds? What if they agreed with her aunt and uncle? Was it possible for them to think that she was a freak as well?

Freak!

That's your fault, freak!

Unnatural girl, always causing problems…

The voices of her relatives echoed in the night and she couldn't shut them up. She fisted her hands as she sat down on the floor, her back pressed against the wall underneath the open window making her feel the cool nightly breeze that came into the room. She pulled her legs up to her chest and hugged them close to her body.

"I have to tell them," she whispered out loud.

She owed them to tell them the truth and hope that they wouldn't turn on her or think that she was a freak like her aunt and uncle did. She couldn't risk that they found out later and then be stuck in a situation like she had been in with the Dursley's. She couldn't live like that again. If…if they reacted badly she would still be able to leave and hopefully find another way to live.

Hari sighed and buried her face in her knees repressing the need to let her tears escape. She hated to cry, she felt so…weak and helpless. She hated that and she wished she could just let it go. Her stomach felt like it was in heavy knots that had rocks tied to them weighing her down.

"Why do I have to tell them? Couldn't I just stop doing magic?" Hari asked herself.

No, she couldn't. She remembered her lessons at Hogwarts and how they explained that training your magic was essential and very important to not hurting yourself or others. McGonagall had been very strict when she explained the consequences and Hari would hate if she lost control of her magic and hurt someone else because of it. So, she knew logically that she couldn't pretend her magic didn't exist. But…it was so tempting to just take the chance and hope for the best.

She almost felt the need to scoff at herself. Right, hope for the best. With her luck, she would lose control and hurt Ryoma and that was something she never wanted to do. Just the thought of her hurting her hopefully-soon-to-be little brother had her cringing and bursts of new determination to tell them to come to life inside of her.

Exhausted Hari finally managed to crawl to the bed and fall asleep.

...

The next day was slow and long for Hari who had slept poorly and had a night filled with nightmares when she had finally fallen asleep. She could honestly say that she didn't remember much of her day at school other than false laughs and smiles to her new classmates. She had skipped going to watch Ryoma practice tennis in favour of going home early hoping to have some time to gather her thoughts before having to tell them about her magic.

Rinko would be home today and she knew that meant that they would talk more about the adoption. Ryoma had already talked about it before school and he had looked uncharacteristically cheerful about the thought. Hari wanted to feel the same, and in many ways she did but she felt like she had a hippogriff on her chest and rocks in her stomach. The reality was getting closer and she worried.

"Potter-san," a voice said and Hari froze.

A man in a cloak was standing in front of her and she felt her heart beat harder and hands sweating. He was clearly a wizard, but he was also clearly Japanese. How had he found her and what did he want? Should she try to run?

"Who are you?" Hari managed to ask without revealing her fear.

"I'm Hisakawa Takuya," he introduced himself. "I'm with the Magical Department of Child Services here in Japan."

Hari swallowed and forced herself to calm down with much effort.

"And…how did you find me?" Hari asked.

He smiled kindly, "why don't we find someplace where we can talk, Potter-san?"

Hari wanted to refuse, but she knew it wasn't a good idea so she nodded. They found a small coffee place that looked quiet and she noticed that the man took out his wand and cast a few spells.

"Charms to give us privacy," he explained when he saw her wary look.

"Ok," Hari nodded, "what do you want, Hisakawa-san?"

He looked calm and was still smiling but Hari shifted in her seat as he took a sip of his coffee before he lowered the cup.

"It has come to our attention that you're in the process of getting adopted, Potter-san," he said.

Hari stilled even more and felt how her shoulders tensed almost so much that it hurt. Her eyes flickered to the door before looking back at the man in front of her.

"No need to look so scared, Potter-san," he said calmly.

"What do you want?" she pressed out. "Why are you here?"

"As a magical citizen you fall under the magical world, Potter-san," he said glancing up at her.

"I'm choosing to leave the magical world, Hisakawa-san," Hari gritted out her nails digging into her palms as she tried to remain calm.

"We gathered that" he frowned turning serious.

"How come you even knew I was here?" Hari asked worried that the magical world in Britain would find her as well.

"We knew the moment you arrived, Potter-san," he said calmly once more.

Hari blinked and frowned, "and how did you know that I was getting adopted?"

He smiled taking one more sip of his coffee.

"Drink your tea, Potter-san," he pointed to the tea, "it's delicious!"

Hari scowled but she took a sip of the tea and had to admit that it was good.

"The magical community works slightly different here in Japan than in Europe," Hisakawa started to explain. "We have a closer cooperation between the magical world and the muggle world. We work together with the muggle government in the way that we also have an eye on those who enter our country. We picked up on your arrival, but since you stated in your papers that you were here visiting a friend we let it be."

Hari frowned, she hadn't known that.

"Then we picked up on papers about an adoption earlier today and we decided that we needed to talk to you to find out more about the situation," he continued. "So, here I am."

Hari relaxed slightly but not much as she eyed him warily. She was still feeling on edge.

"Will you stop the adoption?" she asked.

He tilted his head slightly to the side as he looked at her. She felt like he was looking straight through her and she had to work to remain silent.

"Why do you wish to get adopted, Potter-san?" he asked seriously. "We are very familiar with your story even here, Potter-san. You're famous and leaving the magical world will not be easy. Especially for you."

Hari scowled at him making him blink.

"That's why," she said, "I hate only being seen for the Girl-Who-Lived! No one sees me as me in the magical world. Only a few friends back at Hogwarts took the time to get to know the girl underneath the mask. In the muggle world, I can be Hari Potter and not the hero they decide I have to be."

He hummed and tapped his fingers on the table as he clearly thought about what she said. She looked away from him and gritted her teeth together annoyed that she had slipped and said that much.

"I see," he murmured. "Still doesn't explain the wish to get adopted."

Hari knew she would have to tell him if she would have any chance to get adopted at all. So she told him the essential about her relatives back in England and how Rinko and Nanjiro had offered to adopt her.

...

It was late and almost time for dinner when Hari finally was on her way back toward the shrine having finished her meeting with Hisakawa Takuya. He had listened to her and got a thoughtful look on his face as he watched her making her even more nervous. He had agreed to help her, though, and said that the adoption would go through. He had just wanted to talk to her to get her side of the case before they approved it as well.

Hari wasn't sure she felt relieved or disappointed when he said that she needed to tell them about magic (even if she had already planned on doing so). He said he would come and see them the next day and talk more about the magic and what they would do from then on. She had some options to consider, according to him.

"Hari!"

A hand grabbed her arm startling her out of her thoughts as she turned to see Ryoma staring at her with an arched brow.

"Where are you going?" he asked. "You're walking the wrong way!"

Hari blinked and looked around before frowning. She hadn't noticed. She sighed.

"What's up with you, Hari?" Ryoma frowned.

Hari just shook her head, "you'll see, Ryo-chan."

He frowned again but remained silent as he walked back the street he had come from, he must have seen her on his way back from practice and run to catch up with her to stop her from walking wrong once more.

They arrived back at the house and Hari inhaled pushing her nerves away the best she could as she followed Ryoma inside.

"Tadaima," Ryoma called.

"Okaeri," Rinko greeted them with a smile from the doorway leading to the kitchen.

...

"Let's talk," Rinko said when they had finished dinner and they all were gathered in the living room. "

"How did your talk with aunt Petunia and uncle Vernon go, Rinko-san?" Hari forced her voice to sound calm as she asked.

Rinko scowled slightly before she schooled her expression once more before looking at Hari. There was something in her eyes that had Hari frown, why did she look at her like that? Like she knew something?

"They agreed to sign the adoption papers, Hari-chan," Rinko said bluntly but with a smile. "The only thing needed now is our signature and then we'll file the papers and you're ours."

Hari blinked and her chest swelled with happiness before as she watched Rinko pull out the papers. Hari looked at it and saw the signature of a Petunia Dursley and Vernon Dursley at the bottom of the page in neat letters.

They had really thrown her away, Hari thought. A small part of her felt hurt that they could so easily do it, but the largest part felt happy and hopeful. She had a chance!

"I thought we could sign it in front of the whole family," Rinko smiled.

Hari fisted her hands as she stared at the pen and the paper lying on the table ready to be signed and make her officially a part of their family. It was what she wanted more than anything. As long as she could remember she had dreamed of being a part of a proper family and now after all this time it was finally within her reach.

"Wait," Hari forced herself to speak when Nanjiro reached for the pen.

He paused and looked at her with a curious look on his face.

"Hari-chan?" he asked.

Hari swallowed and looked down on her clenched hands that were resting in her lap.

"Hari?" Ryoma frowned.

"I…" how was she supposed to say it? Her words wouldn't come out and she felt cold and warm all at once.

"Hari-chan?" Rinko's warm voice had her look up. "What is it?"

"I have to tell you something before…" Hari whispered.

"You could do that after we have signed," Nanjiro said.

Hari shook her head.

"No, I can't," Hari said, "I have to say it now."

They exchanged looks before they nodded and Nanjiro lets go of the pen again. Hari inhaled deeply knowing it was time and that she had to say it.

"Alright," Hari cleared her throat. When did it become so tight? "I have to confess something and…it might have you change your mind about adopting me, but…you have to know before…before you do it."

"What is it?" Ryoma asked. "They won't change their minds, Hari."

Hari glanced at him and saw the confusion on his face, but she refused to let it comfort her. She took a deep breath and looked from one to the other and saw they all look confused and worried.

"I know it's a shock and a lot to take in," Hari started, "but I don't really know any other way to say this than to just say it. So,…here it goes…Magic is real and I'm a witch."

The words were out and she had said it. She tensed waiting for them to say something, but nothing came out and she dared to look up and found them staring at her with mouth opened. If she hadn't been so nervous and scared she would have found it more amusing that both Ryoma and Nanjiro resembled a cat with their shocked expressions.

"That's not a prank, is it?" Ryoma asked.

Hari sighed but shook her head before looking down.

"No," she whispered. "I'm telling the truth. Magic is real and the school I went to in Scotland was a magic schooled called Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."

She wished they would say something. Her eyes flickered over them again before she looked over to the window when Hedwig came flying in through the open door that led to the garden outside. Hedwig settled on her shoulder and nibbled at her hair.

"Here," Hari said and pulled out something she had prepared to prove that magic was real since she couldn't use magic at the moment. "It's my photo album."

She opened the album and revealed a photo of her with her parents. She saw their eyes widen as they stared at the photo as it moved. She was being carried by her dad who smiled proudly at the camera while her mum alternated between kissing her hand and waving it at the camera.

"It's moving," Nanjiro stated.

"All magical photos are moving," Hari said.

Nanjiro poked the photo and James and Lily both moved out of the way before scowling up him. Nanjiro suddenly grinned and poked it again. James waved a hand as of trying to guard off a fly making Nanjiro laugh.

"Cool," Ryoma said. "That's your parents?"

Hari felt her breath hitch as she looked at her friend who was staring fascinated at the photo. He glanced up at her and blinked at her.

"Yes," she nodded, "that's them, James and Lily Potter."

"You resembled them both," Rinko said kindly.

So, where was the big reaction to her magic? She looked at them with a confused frown as she waited for them to do something, like yell at her or tell that she was a freak or something. But they just kept looking at the picture clearly finding it fascinating.

"That's it?" she had to ask. "You're not…you're not throwing me out?"

"Eh?" Nanjiro blinked finally looking up from the picture and stopped poking it to look at her. "Why?"

"Well…"

"Magic doesn't change anything, Hari-chan," Rinko said kindly reaching out to squeeze her hand. "We still want to adopt you."

"What are you talking about?!" Nanjiro exclaimed loudly, "why wouldn't we want to adopt you? Nonsense!"

"Urusai, Oyaji," Ryoma scowled before he looked at Hari and smiled his special smile.

Hari felt warm and happy and couldn't stop the relieved smile that crossed her face as she realised that they weren't going to change their mind. There was a part of her that struggled to actually believe that they could react this calmly, but…they were. She looked at Ryoma who still smiled and realised that he wouldn't smile like that to her if he was scared or thought she was a freak.

She smiled as her tension left her and she felt relaxed for the first time in days and suddenly wondered why she had been so worried about how they would react to her magic? They had never given her a reason to do so.

She smiled as Nanjiro reached for the pen and signed the paper before giving the pen to Rinko who did the same. Then she signed the forms she needed to so she could change her name and officially become Echizen Hari.

...

The next day was a Saturday meaning that they didn't have school and Hari spent the first part of the day playing tennis with Ryoma. She pushed herself to get better and grow as a tennis player. Given his instruction, she practised the swing by swinging the racket more times than she could count and until her arm felt like it was going to fall off.

Ryoma smiled as he watched her and she took comfort in knowing he was there even if he sometimes would tease her.

"Are you really okay with all of this, Ryo-chan?" Hari asked when she was sitting down breathing harder.

"Yes," he said short but blunt.

She huffed, "glad to hear that you can talk."

He smiled slightly making her smile back and fell back so she was lying on her back staring up at the blue sky and the few white clouds that were dispersed in the sky.

"I always want to fly when the day is this clear," Hari commented.

"Fly?" Ryoma blinked.

"Yeah," Hari smiled dreamingly. "I love flying…"

"Huh," was all Ryoma said.

Hari chuckled and turned to her side to look at Ryoma who was plucking at the strings at his racket. She noticed that he did that a lot.

"Ryoma-kun, Hari-chan!" Nanako called making the two look to the side and see the older girl standing by the fence. "There's a man here wanting to see Hari-chan."

Hari frowned confused before she remembered Hisakawa making her sit up abruptly.

"Oh, right," she said.

"Hari?" Ryoma asked.

"Come on, Ryo-chan;" Hari said.

...

"…so we will start your homeschooling for magic immediately," Hisakawa said looking at Hari who looked confused.

"But I'm suspended and I was told my magic was locked because of it," Hari said.

"That's easily fixed," Hisakawa said, "besides when you resign from Hogwarts you will be accepted into our homeschool program. It won't be affected by what happened in Britain."

Hari nodded thoughtfully, "I haven't formally resigned yet, though."

Hisakawa arched a brow at her, "may I ask why?"

Hari looked around at Rinko who was there with her in the office they normally talked in. Nanjiro had taken Ryoma with him to play some tennis while Hari and Rinko talked to Hisakawa.

"I didn't want Dumbledore to know I had left yet," Hari admitted, "I…I know he would immediately try to bring me back."

"Why?" Rinko asked.

"He wants control over me," Hari said glancing at her. "I told you about him before, Rinko-san. He is one of those who want my fame and he thinks I should be at Hogwarts doing whatever he thinks is ideal for the greater good."

Hisakawa seemed to understand more than Rinko did and nodded with a thoughtful look on his face.

"How did you plan on resigning?" Hisakawa asked.

"I asked my aunt to send a letter when the term was over," Hari said, "then I would be gone and hopefully he wouldn't be able to find me."

"I think you should go ahead and resign right away," Hisakawa said, "that way we can get started on your homeschooling. Also, your adoption is registered in the muggle world first and foremost. We'll seal your adoption in the magical world and hopefully, that will help hide you from the British Wizarding world."

Hari nodded allowing a small smile to escape.

...

"Hi Hari-chan," Momoshiro grinned as he sat down in his seat beside her in the classroom.

"Momo-chan," Hari smiled back. "You're late."

"Surprisingly later than you," Momoshiro shot back.

Hari scoffed, "I'm not late."

"You where late every day last week, Hari-chan," Momoshiro pointed out.

"Hm," Hari pouted, "still got here before you today."

"Hai, hai," he laughed. "How are you settling in?"

"Alright," Hari smiled. "I love being here."

He smiled again and sighed when the teacher started the class and immediately fell asleep in his seat making Hari roll her eyes at him, but turned away from him to pay attention to the teacher. She glanced at Momoshiro who reminded her a little of Ron with his attitude to classes.

The class finished and Hari stretched and yawned before glancing over at a still sleeping Momoshiro. He still didn't wake up even with the whole class moving around, talking and scraping chairs against the floor.

A smile crossed Hari's face as she got a good idea. Biting her lips to stop from laughing out loud she reached for a marker…this was going to be good!

...

Hari followed after a chatting Momoshiro who had woken from his nap when Kaido had kicked his chair so hard that he fell off it. Hari had seen the small flash of amusement on Kaido's face when he saw Momoshiro before he had hidden it behind his familiar scowl.

"…you have to eat lunch with us, Hari-chan," Momoshiro said. "The others won't mind."

"I'm not in the tennis club, though," Hari said.

"That doesn't matter," Momoshiro claimed. "Echizen will be there too, you know."

Hari smiled and nodded as she tried to keep a straight face as Momoshiro got a confused look on his face as he noticed the strange looks he was getting from the passing students.

"Oi! Hari-chan!" Kikumaru cheered already running toward her from where the tennis regulars were gathered under a tree in the yard, but he stopped before he could reach them as he saw Momoshiro. He blinked and then he started to laugh. "Heheheh! Momo! Hehehe!"

"EH? Kikumaru-sempai?" Momoshiro blinked confusedly.

Ryoma chuckled from his seat in the grass but he hid it behind his Ponta, while Kawamura smiled looking like he really wanted to laugh but was too kind to actually do it. Oishi chuckled while Inui scribbled in his notebook muttering to himself as he gazed up at Momoshiro. Tezuka looked blank and Hari was wondering if he ever showed an expression.

Fuji, though…he was smiling but he wasn't looking at Momoshiro with his eyes closed (again, how did he actually see anything?) but at her and he looked calm yet amused. She squared her shoulders and tried to ignore him.

"Um, Momo, have you looked in a mirror?" Oishi ever the kind one asked. He was trying not to laugh.

"A mirror?" Momoshiro frowned. "No…"

He ran to a window and stared at the reflexion his mouth gaping and horror crossed his face.

"Eh?...How…Who…?"

The words: SLEEPING BEAUTY was written in a black marker. He reached up to rub at it, but it wasn't going off. He turned toward Hari who stared back at him with an innocent look on her face.

"What? Do you want something, Momo-chan?" her smile grew as she asked.

He narrowed his eyes at her.

"You did this!" he glared.

"Me?" Hari asked shocked a hand going to her chest. "Why do you think I did this?"

"I know you did!" Momoshiro growled taking a step closer to her. "You're the one who sat beside me and you were close when I woke up!"

Hari's lips twitched amused but that seemed to be all the proof he needed as he started to run.

"Eeep!" Hari laughed and ran with him chasing her around the group of laughing tennis players.

"I'll get you!" Momoshiro yelled.

"You can try!" She yelled back with a teasing smile.

Hari laughed as she ran with Momoshiro chasing behind her through the school.

"Hari-san?" Sakuno asked when Hari almost collided with her and her friend Tomoka.

"Oy! Watch it!" Tomoka yelled annoyed.

"Ah, sorry!" Hari grinned before looking behind her. "Oops, sorry, got to run! I have an enrage peach behind me. See yah!"

She ran ignoring their confusion as Momoshiro rounded the corner.

...

Hari fell down next to Ryoma who lazily looked over at her. She breathed harder and sweat was clear on her forehead but she didn't care.

"Water," she gasped.

"Hai, hai," Ryoma sighed and tossed her a bottle of water.

"Eh? Where's Momo?" Kikumaru asked.

Hari gulped the water down before wiping her mouth with the back of her hand as she looked at Kikumaru.

"I guess he's on his way," she said. "I think he went to wash his face."

Ryoma snorted beside her.

"Did you really draw it on his face?" Kikumaru asked with a smile.

"Saa?" Hari said, borrowing Fuji's favourite expression.

She reached over to take a bite of Ryoma's food just as the bell rang and she sighed. She hadn't had time to eat lunch. Well, whatever.

"See you later, Ryo-chan," Hari said.

"If Momo-chan-sempai doesn't kill you first," Ryoma deadpanned.

Hari just grinned, "well, he'll have to get in line."

She waved and turned to leave missing the clear blue eyes that stared at her with a pensive look.

...

Meanwhile somewhere in Scotland...

Dumbledore sighed as he stared out at the school population as they were all gathered to dinner in the Great Hall. He easily spotted Ron and Hermione seated at the Gryffindor table looking down and barely talking to anyone but each other. They looked alone without the auburn hair witch at their side and Dumbledore felt a spark of annoyance at his Potion professor who went above his head to the Minister of Magic himself causing Hari to get suspended. If she hadn't been suspended then Hari wouldn't have…

"Albus?" McGonagall asked.

He inhaled deeply and forced a smile on his face as he turned to his deputy.

"Yes, what is it, Minerva?" he asked.

"Are you ok?" she asked.

"I'm fine," he reassured her, "but gather the professors to the staff room after dinner."

McGonagall nodded looking curious but didn't ask anything else.

Dumbledore watched as his professors all found their seat around the long table in the staff room. It was where they normally had their staff meetings to discuss the classes and plans.

"Attention, please," Dumbledore said and they all fell silent looking at him.

He saw Snape looking bored and had a sneer on his face like normal, while McGonagall looked collected and patient as always. Flitwick and Sprout looked curious while Hagrid looked a little worried. The rest was a mix of the others.

"Why did you ask us to come here, Albus?" Snape asked impatiently, "I have a potion to brew."

"It's unusual for you to ask for an extra meeting with so short noticed," Hooch commented.

Dumbledore sighed and looked at them.

"It is," he admitted. "But I thought it best to inform you all about the news at once and then we'll discuss how to proceed."

"What news, Albus?" McGonagall asked.

"I received a letter this morning from Hari Potter," Dumbledore started.

"What does that brat want now," Snape sneered. "Complain some more?"

"Shut up, Severus," McGonagall snapped at her before turning her eyes to Dumbledore once more. "What did she want, Albus?"

"I think I'll read you the letter," Dumbledore said feeling tired. He pulled out the carefully folded letter and unfolded it getting ready to read.

...

-Letter-

Dear Professor Dumbledore and staff.

I, with this letter, formally withdraw from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I will not come back after my suspension as I find it unacceptable to be punished for something that never should have been allowed to happen in the first place.

I will not be talked out of this decision when I have given it much thought. I only stayed for as long as I did because of Ron and Hermione, but I can't do that anymore. It isn't fair to them to be constantly in danger because of me and danger seems to follow me at Hogwarts so I resign. I can't trust that I am safe at the school when all I have experienced is being in danger.

I ask that you don't look for me. You won't find me. I am now happy and safe as I have left my so-called relatives and won't be returning to their so-called care. Did you know they hated me? I told you I didn't want to go back. I asked to be allowed to stay with Ron and his family during summer, but you refused. Why should you have a say in where I stay, professor? You're not my guardian. You should have seen that something was wrong. You all should.

As for reasons why I chose to quit; I have almost died every year I've been at Hogwarts, Professor. That isn't acceptable. Do you mean to tell me that only first years, then second years and finally third years was able to figure the truth out and do something about it? We should never have been put in that situation in the first place. Quirrell, basilisk, Voldemort himself (!) and finally Sirius and the Dementors. While I don't really blame you for Sirius (though I blame the magical world for not giving him the trail he deserved and just throwing him in jail like trash, but that a completely different rant so I shall leave it for now) I am glad I had the chance to meet him; I do blame you for allowing the Dementors into the school. Did you know I hear my mum die when they're close?

Another reason, I am sick and tired of being either the hero or the big bad wolf for the sheep in the wizarding world. Either I'm the Girl-Who-Lived or I'm the one who is to blame for everything. I am never just ME! I'm Hari Potter, a girl who just wants to have friends, a family and a safe place to call home like everyone else. Even you teachers only see the Girl-Who-Lived or the orphaned girl of James and Lily Potter. I never knew them nor do I know why I'm always punished or praised for things they did when they were at school. How is that fair?!

Do I really need more reasons? I have more, but I don't think I'll waste more paper on writing them down. Think and I'm sure you'll figure it out.

Next time your mess gets back to bite you, clean it up yourself and don't expect CHILDREN to do it for you! Voldemort might be gone, but his followers aren't, are they?

Thank you for nothing, and hope to never see any of you again,

Harriett Lily Potter.

-end letter-

...

Dumbledore watched as his professors processed the letter and saw the guilt on many of their faces, he felt a spark of guilt himself and he knew he had failed with her. He should never have allowed some of the situations to get that out of hand, he had only meant for her to be trained so she was ready to face Voldemort when he came back for her. He needed her to show the wizarding world the ideal of the light and how they would progress and pull out of the past. She was the one who should lead the way.

Now it was all lost and it was because of him, and because of the school. He had honestly thought she was happy there, that she saw Hogwarts as her home. He had miscalculated and now they were paying for it.

"Please, don't tell me you're actually listening to the brat?" Snape sneered. "She's just complaining and whining because she's not getting what she wants and not everyone is bowing at her feet! She's taking the punishment for her misdeeds like any other student would."

"Then why is she the only one suspended, Snape?" Sprout asked. "Shouldn't Miss Granger and Mr Weasley also be suspended if that was true?"

"The Minister thought…" Albus started.

"The Minister thought he could blame the escape of Sirius Black on a 13-year-old witch and save his career as Minister for a little while longer," McGonagall spoke up looking a little pale but her eyes shot glares as she stared at Dumbledore. "He singled Hari out because of her name and because of Snape's hate for the girl. Granger and Weasley don't carry the same weight, so they were spared."

"Enough," Dumbledore said making them all fall silent once more. "We need to figure out what to do now."

They had to find her and get her back. She belonged at Hogwarts. It was all for the greater good. He didn't notice McGonagall narrowing her eyes as she looked at him, nor the way Flitwick and Sprout were exchanging looks as he thought about where Hari could be.

...

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AN: What do you think about the revealing of magic to the Echizen's? A little peek in on the magical world... I don't plan on having many of those, but it will happen occasionally (probably).

Thank you to all of you who left a review! It really does help to keep me motivated!

Like always: let me know who you wish to see Hari with. Fuji, Sanada or Yukimura? :)

Japanese words used:
Tadaima - I'm home
Okaeri - Welcome back
Oyaji - Old man/ dad
Urusai - Loud, noisy
Saa - filler