Harry Potter/Kaede (Lucy)

Disclaimer: Neither of the stories belongs to me.

Warning: Contain violence, language, and lot of death (possible implied/realistic sex scenes in the future)

What if Harry Potter learned to control magic before he was trained to be submissive? "Abandoned" by Vernon Dursley in Kamakura at the age of six, Harry is not worried at all. He can protect himself. The young girl with pink hair and horns doesn't seems to be able to though. Hmmm…Seeing that she isn't part of the human that he hated wholeheartedly, he would tolerate and protect her…for the time being.

Kaede always knew she was different, unique. Now if she can only just prove that to the new boy at the orphanage…

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Author Comment: I'm Back!!! I know, shocking, isn't it? I did told you I just need a bit more time to gather my thoughts. My apology for all my patient readers that supported me during my 'down' time, I know there must be a lot of people out there that just wants to tell 'enough and review already, damn it!' or 'that's just one bad-mouther, take him no mind and I WANT TO SEE NEW PROGRESS!'. Thank you for being understanding and patient with me even when you are not. This chapter is dedicated to all the readers that reviewed sorely to comfort me. I've now fully recovered and my update speed should be back to normal from now on.

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Chapter 4

Just a little further…Harry took a step with anticipation, after all these days, he finally found Lucy… His stomach is knotted into a bundle of nerves by fear as he is getting closer and closer to his target signaled by his magic. Lucy…His face twist with the heavy anxiety residing in his heart, is she alright during these days? What happened to her? Is she mad at me for not returning earlier? Did she gave up on me? A hurricane of distorted questions and thoughts of fear attacked his mind and he felt his heart jerked painfully before sinking to the darkest depth.

Harry's small sure steps flutter and slow as fear bear down upon him like a dead weight. He took another hesitant step forward and feel the unreasonable sense of dread clog his throat. It is getting hard to breathe… His feet reluctantly carry his unwilling mind a step closer to his destination, should I continue? Slow to a stop. His traitorous feet have carried him directly in front of a closed door. Do I really want to know what happened?

He paused there and stared at the large wooden apartment door in front of him. It's just like any other. Mind working furiously, he lick his lips nervously before answering himself firmly, yes, it is for Lucy.

Harry muster all his love for Lucy and gather all his courage. A determined glint shine within his emerald eyes.

He reached out and push the unlocked door open.

And entered a room with sea of crimson liquids pooling on the floor.

He stared. Mind unable to comprehend with what he is seeing. Lucy…Where is Lucy!? Nothing harmed her, did they? Where…is she? He can't tear his eyes away from the sticky flowing blood. Lucy…

Before he can sink into his desperation and full panic mode, his train of thoughts and reverence were cut short.

"Harry…" A familiar voice summoned his consciousness, he focused his eyes upon the figure he so sorely missed and ached to lay eyes upon for the past two and a half months.

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She reached out to him with a shaking hand. Is he really back? Lucy look at the sight of the older boy in front of her with disbelief. She had hope for so long, dreamed for so long… "Is this one of those stupid dreams I have again?"

"I really am…back…" His voice lower to a whisper by shock as he spot her full body. Harry's eyes widen in fear at the sight of his beloved Lucy drenched entirely in blood. "Lucy…"

Lucy noticed the look on his face and immediately paused, finally saw the blood stain that contrast so deeply with her pale skin on her out-reaching hand. She lower her head and let her bangs hid her entire face in the shadow. The hand fell back to her sides, she spoke softly, "So Harry…you are scared too…you hate me now too, don't you? You are scared of me just like the rest of them." Unrestrained tears drip down her chin, drop after drops, the small orbs fall faster and faster from her concealed face.

She didn't bother to wipe them away. All these time she waited for Harry…she never meant for him to see her like this. So…bad…It feels as though her heart was literally broken in half. Numbness spread within her at the fearful look on Harry's face. Nothing matters anymore…he would hate her just like every other people she have met in her life…

A chill ran down his spine as Harry listen to the words of the heart-broken girl, he stood there, transfixed, as tears continue to drop from her shadowed face and feel his heart clenched. His earlier hesitation to see her fate seems so silly right now. A heavy sense of guilt bore down on him. He never meant for Lucy to encounter things like this, never meant for her to feel abandoned…His first initial reaction was that she is possibly wounded and was afraid that he might lose her…but from what she is saying, it seems like he had took it the wrong way. It doesn't seem as though she is hurt anywhere physically. A mixture of exasperation, love and comfort rush through him. Silly girl…his eyes soften upon the silently crying girl, it seems like she took it the wrong way too. An small unbinding relieved smile leap upon his lip for the simple fact that she care so much about him before he can reluctantly suppress it. It's clearly not the time for that.

"Lucy…" he breathed, a mere whisper that resound in the small apartment. As she looked up, Harry stormed up to the girl and pulled her into a tight, suffocating embrace. Lucy stopped crying out of sheer surprise. What is he…

Harry breath in her unique calming scent mixed with the metallic taste of blood drops and feel his heart slowly lifting. But first…he withdraw from the embrace and whacked the stunned girl on the head, hard, "You can be so stupid at times, Lucy."

Lucy stares at him with wide eyes, dainty hands reach up to clench her forehead, "ow…" she whispered. A trickle of relief flow into her heart with the familiar gesture even when her brain remain out of contact with the recent situation. What…is happening?

Harry ignored her reaction and continue with his ranting, "…do you have any idea how I felt when I spend two months worrying about you and trying to find the safest way to get back, only to return to an empty room? Do you have any idea how worried I was when I heard that you disappeared into thin air along with couple of other kids in a completely bloody room? I've been out searching for you for weeks right after erasing some people's memories. Do you have any idea how scared I was when I spent days looking for you, only to find you covered in blood from head to toe? I told myself that second that if anything happened to you because I was gone, I will never forgive myself. I thought you were severely hurt and thought of dying with you, you moron! You…"

He would have continued his little tirade for hours if not for the little petite body that barricaded straight into his stomach.

"Oomph!" It feel like a rock crash right onto him. Not that he is ever going to tell her that except when he have a death wish.

"Harry. Harry. Harry.'' Lucy continue to chant his name with overflowing tears, face completely buried into his t-shirt. "I'm so sorry. I was so sure that you would hate me for some reason. And I just don't know what to do. I'm so sorry." He can feel the warm salty liquids seeping into his skin. Listening to her muffled apologies is all well and good, but…

Harry made a strangled, choking sound and pat her arms frantically, "Ca…Can't…breathe…" Lucy release her bone-breaking grip on him instantly and gasped, " I'm so sorry. Are you alright, Harry? I didn't meant to do that." Harry roll his eyes and spend the next few moment just concentrating on regulating his breath after getting over his coughing and spluttering.

Silence descend upon the room as Lucy peer at him with worry and guilt in her eyes.

Harry rub his attacked stomach a few times just to make sure that no permanent damage is done, "Geez, Lucy! A guy gotta breathe, you know. Are you trying to take me down or what?" He tried to joke to lighten up the tense atmosphere around them.

It was a really bad joke.

Lucy's recently stopped tears immediately restart flooding, "I'm so sorry…" she sobbed. Apparently joke is not something Potter's are great at. Yup. No good at all. He stare at the sobbing girl, completely clueless. Evidently, he said the wrong thing and screwed up, bad. Harry bit his lips. What to do? What to do?

Luckily, he didn't need to think anymore because Lucy already made the decision for him and flung herself into his arms. Harry awkwardly pat her shoulder-length pink hair, "It's alright. I know you didn't mean it. I'll always love you no matter what you do."

Instead of ceasing, her brawling just went up a notch. "You are so stupid, Harry." Not knowing how to respond to that particular statement, Harry just held her gently and silently offered his companionship at her moment of distress.

It was a while before the wailings stop.

Harry broke the silence as the heartbreaking cries lower to an occasional sniffle, "Feeling better?" Lucy's face is completely red and blotchy by the time. She hiccupped once and kept her head down, immediately withdraw her arms to wipe away the mess on her face, and embarrassedly mumble, "Yeah…I love you too, Harry." A reluctant smile present itself on her face. Even the bitter tears seem sweet at the moment…that is until she realized she has completely soaked Harry's shirt. Blood, tears, and god-knows-what are all smudged onto their clothes. " Oh golly…" Lucy hid her face in her hands. She just want the ground to open a hole and swallow her up. She never meant to cry. It was…just a tad-overwhelmingly emotional at the moment…

Harry pretend he didn't notice her heavily blushing face that resembles a huge tomato and turned around to survey the apartment he found them in.

He scrunched up his nose in disgust as he saw the piling corpses on the floor and scoffed, "Lucy, you really need to learn to clean up after yourself better."

Lucy secretly sighed with relief at his nonchalant attitude and paste on a fake scowl on her face to cover the silly grin that threaten to take over. She does have an image to keep after all. She straighten up her spine and replied in a raspy voice, "I wasn't exactly thinking so much at the time, alright? How was I supposed to know?"

Harry turned around with a smile. A smug, wicked grin sketched firmly on his lips. Lucy feel her heart gave a sudden lurch at the sight of the devilish handsome smile on him. What the…She shake her head quickly to clear her thoughts, just in time for Harry to drawl smugly, "And now, you've got a chance to learn. Stand aside and watch the master at work." He ordered.

There, she saw another side of her beloved friend.

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Preview for next time:

For the first time, Lucy has a home to call her own.

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Author Comment: I know this chapter is a little shorter than my normal ones but I am thinking that I am want to ask you all to make a choice. I am going to gather all the votes by the next time I update, so you readers have roughly a week to make this decision.

Should I do:

A) Long chapters that should definitely be more than 5000 words updated once every week

B) Short chapters like this one (varies from 2,000 to 3,000 words) that can be updated twice or maybe, repeat maybe, three times a week.