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I'm sorry for the delay but I had a writer block that took ages to come over, at least it felt like that. I hope you did not get to impatient with me and I hope you all forgive me!

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Two broken souls heals together

It's better to deal with a problem at an early stage, to prevent it from getting worse.

Chapter 6

"Normal speech"

'Thinking'

"Snake speech"

"Fawkes"


Previously: "I'm as ready as I am ever is going to be. Let's face the wolves head-on shall we?", Harry cheerfully replied and grinned as he followed the older man to the office door.


The walk to the council chamber felt like forever to Harry. He had a ton of questions that he really wanted an answer too, but he knew he couldn't ask them without perhaps insulting someone powerful that could prevent him from adopting Naruto. ´What kind of people were the council members? Why would they want to meet him in person? Didn't they trust their Hokage to be a good judge of people? It's not like there's a war brewing soon or about any other ninja business. Why would they butt their noses in an adoption? Is Naruto that important or is it something else? '

Harry abruptly stopped his line of thoughts, he would know soon enough either way. Instead, his mind begun to mull over the week that he had been spent waiting.

*****Flashback*****

Two days before he had gotten an answer from Sarutobi, Harry had decided that he should check to see that nothing had happened to the village that could have prevented the Hokage from answering him. The wizard had quickly arranged both birds to watch over the child before setting out.

Harry had arrived in the same spot as last time; the alley was dark and hid him from view very well. He could, fairly quickly, see that nothing was wrong and the usual peace was still in place. He was just about to walk out of the alley to the streets when a shadow appeared above him from the roof. A familiar voice stopped his step and made him turn around.

"Harry-san!"

Harry had to squint his eyes as the sun got directly in his way, but he could dimly see a form of a body looking down on him. His head wracked for a minute of who the person could be. Only the Hokage and the council should know of his name, he had not met anyone else…wait. Hadn't he met someone here last time? His memories from before slammed into him and Harry's face broke out in a wide smile.

"Itachi-kun? Is that you?" The sun was still in his eyes making it difficult to see, but he could now recognize the boy.

"Yes." Itachi jumped down from the roof and landed next to the elder man. He managed a quick bow before straightening his back up. "I have been waiting for you, Harry-san."

"Really, why may I ask?", Harry questioned with a smile as he looked the child over. The young teen seemed to be much better than the last time he had seen him, like some heavy burden had been lifted off his shoulders.

"The Jutsu you used on me, I don't know how, but every time I feel like shutting off my emotions something warns me and, in doing so, stops me. My brother somehow felt that something is different about me and all of a sudden he wants to be with me and clings to me like no tomorrow." Itachi paused to take a long breath. It had been a long time since he'd spoken so much, but he couldn't hold it in, just like the last time he met the strange older man. Something just drove him into speaking of things that he needed so much to lift off his chest.

"I feel more controlled, like I can freely feel without exploding when it becomes too much. I feel so free! It's …it's so difficult to explain.", the child continued while Harry remained in silence.

He observed the boy in front of him and he could see the change in the child even though he only met the boy once. It was like an inner fire had been lit inside and it practically glowed around the boy. The previously dead voice had suddenly gotten lighter and warmer and, if you searched hard, the excitement could be heard. The wizard smiled to himself, he was glad he could help the child.

Harry didn't know why, but something told him that he would see the raven haired child again in the future.

The older teen suddenly laughed and ruffled the hair of the younger one, getting an annoyed glance shot at him. His touch had interrupted the younger teen's speech, but the boy didn't seem to mind. If anything he seemed to like the casual touch and leaned into the hand.

"I'm glad that I could help you, Itachi. The jutsu will remain as long as you want it to. When it is no longer needed it will disappear on its own, handy no?" Harry grinned slightly and got a small smile in response, in fact it was just a small twitch of lips, but for Harry it was success.

"I don't know how to thank you Harry-san. Is there anything I could do to repay you?", Itachi asked the older man and watched him intensely.

Harry thought deeply for a couple of seconds before smiling lightly. "Sure, there is one thing I have wanted to do for a while. I want you to have dinner with me. I have always wanted to try the food in the Fire country. I leave it up to you to decide the restaurant and where we will eat."

Itachi looked surprised for a moment then he nodded sharply once. "Would it please you to do it at once? I just have to return home and get some money –" He was interrupted by Harry who shook his head and spoke.

"That won't be necessary. The only thing I require is your company, Itachi-kun."

The boy watched him in stunned silence for a moment, like he could not quite understand why this man didn't want anything of value or anything similar. Because of his harsh upbringing and training in the Uchiha household, Itachi thought that he should be least suspicious or wary of trusting the stranger, but he really didn't want to. He wanted to trust the older man. He felt safe and welcome in the other's presence, something he never felt before with someone else.

Deciding just to ¨swing it¨ as his older cousin had once said to him, he allowed a tiny smile on his face as he nodded in answer. As he begun to lead the way to the restaurant, he listened captivated by the other man's talk about his travels around the country and what kind of different people he had met on the road between the villages.

The man, Harry-san, didn't seem to mind that he spoke very little and stayed mostly quiet on the way. In fact, he seemed to enjoy speaking without being interrupted by questions. Itachi was secretly awed and impressed by the man's tales, he wished he too could travel sometime without having to do a mission that took up most of the time anyway.

The boy was so lost in the older man's voice that he almost missed the restaurant that he had chosen to eat at. He almost blushed when he was forced to interrupt the other's tale about meeting a man with only one leg, yet he still could run faster than himself, and he stuttered out that they had to turn around and looked down the street in embarrassment.

He felt a hand on his shoulder and looked up to meet Harry-san's beautiful green eyes. He promptly blushed at his thoughts, ´Beautiful green eyes? I'm going soft!'

After finally arriving at the restaurant, they immediately got a table, but only because Itachi was the current son of the Uchiha clan head. Three waiters fawned over them for couple of minutes before the wizard calmly told them to back off and wait for their order. Properly chastened, they quickly backed down and hid in the kitchen, probably to sulk or whatever. Harry rolled his eyes before focusing on the child before him.

The lunch lasted for two hours before Harry decided that he needed to get back to Naruto. Who knew what kind of mischief he could get himself into in such a short time. The young ninja and wizard parted with a handshake and promise to meet sometime again in the future, silently promising to stay alive until the next meeting.

He returned home to find the kitchen looking like it had been the battlegrounds of a war, turning his gaze to the ceiling he found, to his surprise and amazement, a sandwich squished and stuck. Shaking his head, Harry tried not to think about how it came to be there in the first place.

*****End of flashback*****

Harry snickered to himself when he remembered Naruto's stuttered apologizes and burning red face. He had barely contained his laughter and had tried to remain stern. He really tried to discipline the child, but Harry could honestly say that it failed rather dramatically most of the time. It had ended with them sitting together on the armchair, eating ice cream in a cup, the disaster in the kitchen long forgotten.

The wizard once again turned his attention to the old man that walked a step before him. He really was an odd figure in Harry's book, which said a lot if you think about everything he had seen since he had entered the wizarding world at age eleven.

The Hokage's robes almost reminded him of a wizard's robes, but still not quite the same. The design looked very similar, but it seemed like the shinobi robe was made to be flexible and easily removable. That was the opposite of the wizarding robes, they were hard to take off if you were in a hurry and were pretty hard to move in.

Yes, the wizarding world and the shinobi world really were different in every aspect. While wizards preferred luxury and easy access to everything, shinobi wanted to work hard to earn their keepings and were normally more active in their lives, even if they were not trained shinobi. The wizards he knew really were lazy; they would not even cook their own food or wash their clothes. He really thanked the gods the he didn't turn out like they did.

Sarutobi observed the younger man out of the corner of his eye. The man seemed calm and collected, but god knows what he hid behind that tranquil façade. The old Hokage sighed to himself as he banished the thought. As long as the man loved and took care of Naruto, he would not dig into the man's past. He only hoped that the man would survive with his mind intact after the meeting with the council, god knew he wanted to resign after every meeting with those old slimy bags.

The Hokage noticed that the man, Potter, stopped and nodded slowly, as if confirming his point on something as a small almost strangely odd smile lit up his face. The elderly man only shook his head and continued as if he had not seen anything.

Not soon after, they arrived in the Council's chamber, where the meeting would be held. The Hokage stopped the younger man just outside the door with a wave of his hand. His face took a very serious look as he turned to stranger.

"Here it is, Harry-san. I must advise you to be very careful of what you say the moment you step into that room. These men and women are not to be underestimated, is that clear?"

After getting a sharp nod in answer, he continued in the same grave and cautious tone. "These people do not see Naruto in a good grace, at least not the majority of them, there are always exceptions. They want to let Naruto suffer, keep that in mind. The adoptions papers are already signed and done, but I trust that you don't want enemies unnecessarily. Because you will be the person to raise Naruto, they all will want to have some hold on you just in case-."

Harry interrupted before he could warn him further. "I realize that these people are powerful in their own right, but I am no pushover either. I firmly believe that I can take care of myself and any situation they will throw at me. I may not be a shinobi, but I am not weak and that, I hope, you have noticed.", Harry stated with small smug smile on his lips.

"Yes, I have wondered about that for some time now. I can clearly feel that you do not use any chakra at all when performing your stunts. Why is that, if I may ask?", the Hokage asked in a low voice. Sarutobi could barely see the flicker of panic enter the younger man's eyes for a moment before it was deeply hidden.

Harry desperately searched for something to stall for some time to find some simple answer that didn't require him going into explaining what magic was and how he had it in the first place. Though, it seemed, the elder man seemed to think his answer took too long and continued speaking.

"What is it that you hide so deeply, that even I cannot find?" The question was stated in a curiosity, but Harry could hear the steel tone behind it.

Harry answered the only way he could think of. Therefore, Harry decided to answer on neutral ground. "Many things, as is everyone. I could ask you the same question, my friend, and discover some very interesting facts, if I presume correctly."

The Hokage graced him with an amused look before turning once again to the door. "Well, I believe that we have chatted enough for this time. The council has waited for a while now and I think they would not appreciate to wait any longer."

Harry nodded and put up a blank mask on his face as the door opened and revealed a big round room full of people sitting around an equally round table in the middle of the room. Overlooking the room, two big windows let in sunshine from the outside and were positioned across from each other.

Harry inwardly chuckled at the looks he got the moment he entered the room. Some were suspicious, others were almost hopeful, but of what Harry did not know. There was one that didn't even look at him. In fact, the man seemed to stare at the ceiling with half closed eyes and an extremely bored look on his face. Harry had almost thought that the man was asleep. Another man had dark sunglasses on that hid his eyes and jacket that had a very high collar that hid the rest of his face. Harry had no idea if the man was looking at him.

After another glance through the room, Harry had to beat down the urge to laugh hysterically. There really was a large and wide collection of different and very odd people gathered in the room.

Suddenly, Harry caught the eye of a man with bandages hiding half his face. Immediately, the electricity between them sparked heatedly and a silent battle played out between them. As the Hokage and the wizard moved through the room to sit at the two only empty chairs, the two's heated stare never stopped for a second.

Harry had no plan of losing the battle (even of it felt slightly childish to glare at someone like a child), because if he lost, it would be like a declaration that he was weak in will and mind.

The Hokage had noticed the staring match immediately, as the rest in the room had and he had let it continue, but it had gone on too far after a few minutes and the meeting needed to begin. He coughed to gain the attention and was satisfied to be able break the match even if the wizard looked quite smug at winning as the older man looked away first (even he thought it was a childish act).

The meeting started with Sarutobi explaining to everyone why he had called the meeting, even though everybody already knew the exact reason they were gathered. As soon as he finished, the entire room's attention focused on the green eyed man as if drawn to it like a magnet. Silence heavily filled the room and, in a silent battle, the people inside decided who was to start questioning the youngest man in the room first.

The task fell, unsurprisingly, on Danzo, the bandaged man, and he wasted no time accusing him.

"Why should we give the demon to you? For all we know, you can turn it against us and attack us anytime you want." The sentences were drawled out, and Harry was caught up between annoyance and an odd feeling of hilarity at the situation where he could gain himself a powerful enemy or remain neutral. Though, when the man's words sunk in Harry begun shake with burning fury, the decision was easy.

"Oh? From my viewpoint it sounds to me like you have considered that yourself for a long time. It couldn't be that you were planning on betraying Konoha were you?", the young wizard asked pleasantly with a small smile on his lips, though it didn't reach his eyes which stayed coldly upon the man.

Danzo stiffened almost unnoticeably before snarling in anger. "How dare you accuse me of such a thing, you imbecile! Do you know who you are speaking with?" The scarred man sneered as he watched the man who remained calm with a serene expression on his face.

Harry glanced at Sarutobi with a slightly guilty face, as if to say sorry for what was coming in the next few minutes. The Hokage sighed deeply, but remained as silent as stone, though there was a tiny telling smirk on his face.

"Mmh? Oh, you are someone important? I thought that the Hokage was the man with the highest status. You are under him right? Or was I wrong?", Harry chirped vigorously with a dark smirk growing steadily on his face.

"Of course the Hokage is of the highest status, but the council has a massive influence as well. You do well to remember that, boy." A female on Harry's left side spoke up with a clipped tone as if scolding a child. The old woman, Koharu Utatane, looked truly ancient in Harry's mind, though he swallowed the words because even he would not be so cruel to say it right in her face. But it would not hurt to drop a few hints, would it?

"Right, and with your high age you would know a lot of old people and your words just reek of wisdom when you speak, right?", Harry drawled out boringly, as if he had nothing better to do than to talk to her or not. The woman bristled with anger as the younger men and women in the room tried to hide their snickers and laughter behind hands and arms. Before she could speak again, her old teammate decided to interrupt.

Homura Mitokado did not like where this was going and he certainly didn't like the glint in the green eyed man's eyes that spoke of anger and wrath that was just waited to be unleashed.

"Who are you to question our position within and outside the council? You are neither a Konoha Shinobi nor a regular citizen; do you not think that your comments are a bit out of line?", Homura asked in a calm and collected voice, silencing the room immediately.

"Comments are out of line, huh? I think that the only reason they are upset is because they are true. Why would they otherwise react to them at all?", Harry asked back and locked his gaze with the elderly man.

"That was not the question was it? Let us go back to the very reason we are gathered here, I believe we have strayed from our original goal. Now, Potter-san, why would you take the de – child in and adopt him as your own?", the elderly man stuttered slightly when he received a toxic glare from the younger man when he almost said the word demon.

"Well for a start, I see the child, Naruto. Not the demon!" Since he stepped into the room, Harry finally raised his voice, unable to mask his anger and fury. "I see an abused child that is being starved, beaten and shunned. -"

As Harry continued to rant everything he had wanted to since he had met Naruto in the alley that faithful day, his previously suppressed emotions slowly began to build up. Outside the weather was sunny and warm as most days were at this time of the year, but dark clouds begun to appear if you looked closely.

"- just because you old bags don't see the sweet child Naruto is doesn't mean that no one else does." Harry was forced to take a break to breathe and the silence hung low in the room. Absently you could hear the thunder in the background, though no one paid any attention to it. The three oldest people in the room, save the Hokage, looked almost shameful of their actions for a moment before hiding it behind an indifferent mask.

Danzo sneered and sent a cold patronizing glare at him. "The freak demon should either be turned into a weapon for Konoha to use or be put down like the animal it is. Nothing you say or do will ever change that!"

As he spoke, Harry's raising emotion reached its peak and outside lightning stabbed and thunder crashed across a sky that was dark with storm clouds. The room blinked and flashed when the lightning struck across the sky and suddenly everyone become aware of the sudden change of weather. A dark chill crept through the room and everyone's attention was drawn to the stranger in the room.

The Hokage shuddered visibly at the dark and menacing face the young wizard had taken and he could feel the power emitting from the timid and delicate body. Everyone in the room, even the Anbu guards, was frozen stiff, not able to move a muscle in fear of turning the concentrated power on them.

"If you ever lay a hand on Naruto, if you so even scrape his knee, your head will be mine to take." The words were spoken as slowly as possible to stress the importance of every word, Harry didn't realize that his voice had taken on a hissing tone as he barely contained his magic from killing everyone in sight.

"If I find out that you have any hand in personally torturing my child, then your life will be forfeit before you know it. Nothing on this earth will save you from my wraith, no matter how many guards or skills you possess. I promise you from the bottom of my heart that I will hunt you, nothing other than my death will stop me."

The faces of the people in the room were deathly pale and a few were shaking visibly in their chairs. The two civil men representing the village people were out cold, white sticky bubbles coating their open mouths.

The only ones that were not affected by Harry's massive power strike, where people that didn't loath Naruto. Sure, they felt it and were pressured into the chair as the others, but the energy didn't attack them personally. Among these people where the Hokage, Nara Shikaku, Yamanaka Inoichi, Akimichi Chōza, Aburame Shibi and Inuzuka Tsume.

Nara Shikaku, famous for being lazy, but powerful, had snapped out of his daydreaming the moment the stranger released his anger. His attention didn't wane in the slightest and he could calculate immediately that this was not a man you played with. Shikaku was momentarily surprised when the energy didn't personally attack him, but he soon figured it out. The more hate the person had for the Kyuubi child, the more the energy would react and cause damage.

Personally, he had only seen the child once and that was right after the Kyuubi incident and when the Hokage declared that the child was the container for the beast. Since then, he had not thought of the boy, too busy building up the village and all the missions that were needed to be carried out.

He knew that his two former teammates had no ill intent against the child as they both had a level-headed vision on the world. They did not criticize anyone without them having done anything wrong.

The shadow specialist also knew that Inuzuka Tsume held neither dislike for the child nor any love. The Inuzuka clan generally liked children as they are for them because they were ´pups´ that needed to be protected and cared for. That was the reason that those from that clan disliked taking mission that involved children and often refused such missions.

Shikaku didn't even want to try understanding the stoic bug user, Aburame Shibi, as that would be too troublesome. The whole Aburame clan seemed to be the same. Stoic, quiet and, often very, creepy. They were nice people, no doubt, but they preferred to keep to themselves.

Harry's mind screamed at him to kill the bastard that threatened his child, but his more rational side begged him not to, at least not yet. If he killed anyone, Naruto would surely be taken from him. He could not let that happen. This needed some planning from his part.

Suddenly it hit him and he could not resist the downright evil smile that formed on his lips. Without anyone noticing anything, Harry sent off a wandless and wordless curse towards Danzo and watched in satisfaction when it hit the target and the elderly man didn't notice a thing. The curse would slowly, but safely eat up the insides of the man over a lengthy amount of time. If treated within 3 months, it would not give any side effects, but any longer than that and nothing could stop it from killing the man. It would last for a year, maybe two depending on how strong a body the person had. But in any case the two last months will be spent in agony before death.

In that time, he and Naruto would be long gone and no one could blame them for anything. It may sound harsh, even for Harry, but he could not let such a dangerous man live after threatening Naruto like that. The wizard would do anything to keep his son alive and well, anything. He would not lose anymore family members if he had anything to say about it.

Let him rot all the way to hell, the rude old bugger.

The wizard released a long deep sigh as he waited for the others to collect themselves and gain their speech ability back. To calm himself down, he tried to remember of when he would read for Naruto before bedtime. It always calmed him down after many particular violent nightmares. After a moment, one brave (or stupid) shinobi decided that he didn't like being threatened.

"How dare you threaten our life like that? We are the strongest in the village, you can't just kill us-", he lost his confidence in the end when he received a mighty glare from the wizard and cowered in his seat. "Or can you?"

Before Harry could stop himself, he burst out laughing. The man had sounded so mortified by his own realization that Harry just couldn't help himself. The wizard looked at the council man with an expression one reserves for someone who is particularly stupid, before it slid into one of sympathy. Obviously the men and women in the council weren't the sharpest tools in the shed.

"Oh I assure you that I can. No need to doubt that, but if you behave there will be no need for me to do it.", Harry mused wryly "I just want you to remember these words ´It is easier to prevent something from happening than to repair the damage or cure the disease later.´ If you don't understand the meaning then that it is not my problem."

The room was silent for a couple of minutes before it was interrupted. "Tsk, so troublesome. Just take the kid and go, no need to pester us more then necessary. None of us will be able to stop you anyway." The sentences were drawled out in an extremely bored tone.

Harry turned his gaze toward the voice and saw a shaggy looking male with a high knot in his head that kept the hair from falling in the face. The man's eyes were seeing the ceiling and it didn't seem that he was paying any attention at all.

"Mmh? You seem pretty level-headed. Who are you?", Harry asked curiously and his gaze didn't leave the man.

"Maa, no one important really, but if you insist, Nara Shikaku at your service." The man still wasn't looking at his direction, but Harry didn't mind at all. After observing the man for a moment, at last he leaned back in his chair, folded his arms across his chest and grinned at the man.

"I like you, at least you are interesting." Shikaku only waved at him lazily as if it didn't matter much to him.

Harry only chuckled lightly. So not everyone except the Hokage was against him, interesting. That was worth taking notice to and would be good to remember in the future.

"If everyone has said what they have wanted to say, then I believe that we are finished here today. And please, can somebody awake Tanaka-san and Momoune-san?", Sarutobi demanded as he let his gaze stray towards the two knocked out civilians.

When no one spoke up, he declared the meeting finished and over. The council slowly made their way out, still in shock from earlier.

"Harry-san, here is the adoption papers as I promised you." The Hokage handed over a scroll that was light blue and Harry took it with a small bow to show his appreciation.

"Thank you Hokage-sama. I promise you on my honor and soul that I will take care of Naruto." Harry saw in the corner of his eye that Koharu Utatane was coming closer to them. With a mischievous smirk Harry sent a prank hex at the old lady in revenge.

It wasn't until the people still left in the room gasped and started to laugh, that she noticed anything. Looking down, she saw to her horror and humiliation that her nice kimono suddenly was bright pink with a big toad butt in the middle. After seeing her face, Harry couldn't contain his own laughter and had to bend down to get air.

"What it this? How—I-! Ahrgg! What have you done BOY?" She suddenly lunged out and took a firm grip of the Wizard's black t-shirt.

Not really wanting to admit that it was him, but still not wanting to miss the chance to mess with the old woman, he settled with ruffling her feathers a bit.

"Magic.", he explained simply, not quite able to keep the slight 'duh' tone out of his voice.

It seemed that she was near explosion for she lost all her calm and dignity in a go.

"Magic? MAGIC? Do you think I am stupid? There is no such thing as magic!" The woman breathed like rhino and her nostrils flared dangerously. Harry thought she looked hilarious.

"No shit, Sherlock, figure it out yourself then." He tore the hysterical women off him and turned towards the stunned Hokage. "I bid you good day Hokage. If there is anything you want or need do not hesitate to contact me, you know how. Likewise, expect to hear from me in the future." He bowed once more and threw a smug smirk at the woman that was still pink in the face with indignation.

Harry then turned on his heel and Apparated towards the outside of the tent. He silently entered and heard Naruto chattering happily with one of the birds. Smiling lightly, with mischief in his eyes, he took a deep breath and then-

"Your knight in rusty armor is back to protect you once again Naruto!", Harry hollered out as high as he could.

The reaction was immediate. Before he knew it, his arms where full of a blond haired child that squeezed his breath away.

"You´r back!", Naruto cheerfully shouted with a big beaming smile on his adorable face.

"Hai, hai. Yes, I'm back. And do you know what?", Harry asked with smug smile. Naruto shook his head so that his spiky hair flew everywhere. "Starting today, exactly now, we are father and son. What do you say?"

His only answer was a wet look before the child burst out in tears and buried himself in his new dad's embrace.

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX-A year later

Harry and his son were in the Land of lightning for the week and enjoyed the last couple of days of calm before they needed to pack once again to travel. Father and son dallied the day away and enjoyed a hearty dinner of roast chicken and corn. When night came, Naruto could be found snuggled peacefully in his daddy's arms as the wizard read aloud from 'Greg the Green Gryphon and the Muggle Who Lost His Shoes'.

After confirming that it was too dangerous to stay close to Konoha, Harry decided to once again travel the elemental country, though this time not alone. His son, Naruto, was very eager to travel and wanted to go immediately. Harry only chuckled at his son's energy.

So far they had visited Yukigakure in the Land of snow, Land of Waves, Takumi Village in the Land of Rivers, Land of tea and Land of birds. For a full year, had they traveled and now the wizard wanted to show his son his old home. So they traveled from the Land of earth to the Land of Lightning where Harry had first entered the world. Harry felt that it was the safest to activate the spell in the same place he arrived in.

When Harry had decided to go back, he was very grateful to Hermione that she had made everyone learn the spell to bind the magic core. But because Naruto doesn't have a magic core, a bit of Harry's magic entered the child to connect them and a little bit of chakra entered the wizard in return.

Harry knew though, that the amount of magic Naruto got wasn't enough to use with a wand. He could perhaps have a few and rare accidental outbursts of magic when he was overcome with emotions, but he would never be able to control it. The same with the amount of chakra he got, it was about as much as a civilian had.

After two years of traveling alone and one year traveling with Naruto, he actually looked forward to going back to his homeland again. He would not return to the wizarding world though, no he would settle down in the muggle world until they returned once again to the elemental land.

He was very eager to show Naruto the cars and phones, something this world didn't have.

So after arriving once again in the Land of lightening, they searched out the small forest near a large mountain where Harry had landed. Together they set up the tent with ease only shown when very used to sleeping outside.

It took three days for Harry to make the clearing where he had appeared ready and after that they rested for two days before deciding to leave.

"Dad? Where are we going to live in your homeland? We are not going to still live in the tent, right? Right?" Naruto, now five years old, asked his father and wrinkled his nose at the thought of continuing to reside in the tent.

Harry, now twenty-seven years old, chuckled slightly as he cooked dinner at the stove around seven in the evening. "No son, we will live in a house the moment we arrive. I promise you and you will finally get a room of your own that you have been whining about forever." Harry didn't need to turn around to see the big smile on his son's face as the child spoke.

"YES, it is going to be so cool to have my own room! Hey dad, can I decide how it's going to look?", Naruto asked with bright shining eyes.

"Of course, but I forbid you to have orange on the walls, got it?", Harry responded in a tone that left no argument, though that never stopped his son from complaining.

"But dad! Why not? I love orange, it's the best color in the world!", the five-year old whined loudly from his place at the table, his legs swinging back and forth.

"Yes, well that may be so, but you are still forbidden on having it on the walls. Choose something else.", the wizard said as he laid the last finishing touches to the dinner.

Naruto shot his dad a dirty look to his back, but didn't answer as he tried to decide on another color to his room. After a moment he replayed with glint in his eyes. "Well black on the wall is nice-"

"Naruto!", his father barked at him, but the five-year old only laughed at him.

"Kidding dad! I was only joking!", Naruto managed to say through his laughs.

"And it is best for you that you are or you will find yourself without dinner today.", Harry said with a straight face, hiding his amusement for his son as he turned to watch him.

"NO! Come on dad, I was only joking! I'm sorry!", Naruto shouted desperately with his best puppy-dog eyes fully active.

Harry couldn't contain his laughter at the sight of his son begging him. Naruto quickly understood that he had been played with and immediately attacked his dad with a furious growl. Harry expected it and caught him before he connected. He swung him up in the air, around and around, until he was so dizzy that he fell to the floor when he was set down. All thoughts of revenge where temporarily forgotten as he tried to regain his wit again.

As his son sat on the floor looking unspeakably cute, Harry set the table, putting forth the food, onion-crusted meatloaf with roasted potatoes, something they both loved to eat. Harry wanted to make something they both thought as delicious like some kind of farewell party before they left the elemental country.

While they ate Harry told his son once again about the fascinating stuff that could only be found where he came from. Naruto never became tired of hearing it again and again as he thought it sounded awesome and he couldn't wait to test it himself one day.

It wasn't until after dinner was finished and they sat and ate the dessert, cinnamon rolls, that Naruto asked what he needed to do for the spell to work. Harry popped the last piece of his cinnamon roll into his mouth, humming softly when the sweet flavor burst over his tongue, thinking over his answer briefly.

"You really don't need to do a lot son.", Harry told his son with a serious face. "All you need to do it is spill one drop of blood in the candles and then hold tightly to me. I will do the rest. I must warn you now that it can hurt a bit. Last time it hurt me quite a bit, though neither Hedwig nor Fawkes felt a thing, just so that you are prepared for it."

"It's okay dad, I'm not scared for a little pain!", Naruto burst out proudly and took a big bite of his own cinnamon roll.

"You should be afraid of it, not proud that you can bear it.", murmured Harry sadly under his breath, silently, so that Naruto would not hear it.

Deciding they were both finished, Harry tucked away the dishes and swiftly scooped his son up and deposited him in the bathroom to clean up for the night. Naruto complained loudly that it was still too early to go to bed, but Harry was very firm that they needed a good night's sleep before they would leave in the morning.

After creeping down under the sheets, they curled around each other, seeking the warmth the other offered.

"Do you want me to continue to read about 'Greg the Green Gryphon and the Muggle Who Lost His Shoes'?", Harry asked his sunshine haired child. Getting a positive nod, he opened up the blue covered book and began to read in a calm and soothing voice that lulled his child into a restful sleep after only twenty minutes.

That very night, Harry dreamt for the first time since arriving in the elemental country about the final battle and the defeat of Voldemort.

~~Dream world start~~

The once calm and serene Hogsmeade was turned into a battle field in a matter of minutes. Death eaters, villagers, Order members and students were all fighting for the right to live and rule. The screams and shouting would forever be engraved in the surviving peoples' minds, never fading into just a memory. The stench was horrible. Blood and vomit were the first you could smell. There were barely any buildings left standing, some were so destroyed that black ash was all that remained.

Everything was turned into a weapon that could save your life or end another's. Papers, forks, spoons even a teddy bear was turned into a weapon.

None of that was registered in Harry and his family. They all had a mission to do before they could join the battle. Because they all knew that they had no chance in dueling the dark lord heads up and win, they needed a way to stop Voldemort from moving, if only for a short time.

That was where the glowing light blue stones came in. Hermione had found them in the attic in the Potter manor and read that they were originally made to contain the movement of a dragon so that the keepers could stun it. If the stones were able to hold still a dragon that is the most powerful magical animal on earth, then it can hold Voldemort still for a few minutes, they all concluded.

All they needed to do was place the five stones in a circle with the distance of two hundred meters and then place the strongest sticking charm they could cast to prevent anyone from moving them. A short chant was needed to be said to activate the shield and, when the intended target walks into the circle, he would be caught without them needing to say anything more.

That was the easy part. Making Voldemort step into the circle would prove to be a major task itself, but the stones merely held the target still, nothing more. They needed something so powerful that it could destroy the Dark lord and the remaining Horcruxes.

They found the banishing ritual where the soul god himself examinants the offered soul and, if it finds it dark enough, he will take it with him, although the god will examine the one who cast the spell and if that one's is also too dark he will take its soul as well. That is why the ritual was labeled as dark magic and forbidden from performing.

The one performing the spell had to be Harry because of the prophecy.

They had all successfully placed out the stones and cast the necessary charm and chanted the word needed to active them. Now they needed to lure out the Dark Lord and catch him in the circle. With a nod to each other, they all cast themselves into battle and Harry made sure to place himself where many would see him, and hopefully some of the Death eaters would alert their Lord that he was there.

It took five minutes for Voldemort to appear. He was dressed a blood red robe that shined through the crowd of people clearly and everyone around fled as they saw him. The Dark Lord arrogantly walked the blood stained streets with a manic glint in his eyes.

Those creepy crimson eyes found immediately emerald ones and the last battle started.

Trying not the engage the Dark Lord in a duel, Harry did his best in steering the powerful man towards their trap. He got a deep cut on his arm and a blast against his chest that definitely cracked some ribs and bones before he finally caught him, two hours later.

The Dark Lord noticed immediately what was happening and he snarled in fury and tried to use his magic to destroy the stones but to no avail. Voldemort's magic was nothing against the dragons' fire infused with magic and even then the stones did not break.

The younger wizard wasted no time in starting the ritual. His family surrounded him and protected him against the Death eater that had noticed that something was wrong with their Master. Harry was so deep inside the ritual that all noises and feelings disappeared as his soul was looked through and judged.

He felt a strange feeling of peace and Harry figured out that his soul was going to stay where it belonged. Harry woke up by the scream from the Dark Lord and he watched fascinated as the soul lifted from the body. Several small pieces of the soul seemed to come flying from different directions and suddenly Harry felt something disconnect itself from him. Horrified, he saw a piece of Voldemort's soul come from his own body and rejoin with the others.

Unknown to Harry, the scream from the Dark Lord drew all the attention from the remaining Death eaters and they all attacked to save their Master. Hermione, Ron, Neville and Luna fought like animals, but the enemies were too many and one by one they fell.

They all died with the knowledge that they had protected a loved one and felt proud of it.

The ritual finished at last and took Voldemort's soul with it and Harry was just in time to see his last family member, Ron, fall to the Killing curse. For a moment everything stood still and quiet in a shocked silence. The Death eaters, Order members, villagers and students witnessed the fall of the darkest wizard in times, but for Harry it was the loss if his beloved family.

Suddenly Harry's magic exploded and attacked everyone with a dark mark in their arm. The deaths of the Death eaters were brutal and bloody. The mark seemed to go into the body as a virus, destroying the body from within. First the arms exploded from the venom, and then the legs were crushed beyond recognition. The victims were screaming their throats raw and bloody, begging for mercy. Their hearts beat so fast it hurt them and it seemed like it wanted to jump out of their throats.

The stomach then exploded, making all the intestines burst out in a messy and bloody way. Those still alive could barely moan in pain, let alone scream or move. And then as if a final touch their head exploded in a rain of blood.

The savior of the wizarding world watched it all with blank and dull empty green eyes.

~~Dream world end~~

Harry woke up with a snap and sat up rigidly, breathing like he had run for miles. He clutched a pillow to his chest when the memories of the dream streamed through his mind once again. The sweat made his hair cling around his face uncomfortably and he reached for his wand under another pillow on the bed. Casting a quick refreshing charm on himself, he could feel his night terror let up its hold on him.

He quickly cast a glance to his son to see if he had awoken. Thankfully, he had not, and the child continued to sleep peacefully. He collapsed back against the mattress, glaring weakly at the pillow he'd nearly crushed beyond recognition.

'I thought the nightmare from that time was over and done. Why did it come back now? Could it mean something?', Harry asked himself, resigned to the knowledge that he would not be getting an answer. Not five minutes later, he succumbed to sleep again and did not wake up before the normal wakeup call from Hedwig.

Father and son stood in the clearing surrounded by candles in a star like pattern, just like the last time Harry traveled across worlds. This time, he did not need to check if everything was packed because everything was in the tent, which was securely rolled up and shrunken in his pocket.

His emerald eyes surveyed the surroundings alertly for a moment before motioning to his son and birds to move into the marked circle. Naruto faced him with a nervous smile and Harry let a reassuring smile light up his face that calmed the child down immensely. The child grinned sheepishly at him before turning his face into a more serious one.

The elder of them stepped forth to withdraw a small knife that he used to nick the skin in his hand. He waited for it to gather before letting a drop of blood drip into the shining candles.

When finished he gave the knife to his son and watched as the boy mimicked his own actions. The child then gave back the tool to his father and then spread out his arms and hugged the man as hard as he could, shutting his eyes at the same time.

Harry briefly hugged the child back carefully to not disturb the two birds that sat on his shoulders. Then his soft, but steady voice began to chant the words again and again.

"Concede"
"Amor patriae nostra lex"
"Familia ante omnia"

Like last time, nothing happened for a while, but Harry could feel the magic move. This time, however, it felt more soothing and welcoming. No pain at all came and, when the pull that felt like a portkey caught him, he sighed in relief.

Finally they were going home at last.


There you have it people, the sixth chapter of this fanfiction story. Man, this chapter was hard to write! Grrr I hate writer blocks, total pain in the ass. It felt like have emptied my whole brain to finished this one.

HELP! - I need a name for Naruto when he lives in Harry's world. He can't be named Naruto Potter, that just sound soooo wrong. Please can somebody think up a few names that I can pick and choose from? That would be such a help! I literally suck at making up names! - HELP!

Thanks so much for all the reviews, they are a godsend!

I hope to see you all in the next chapter!

Next chapter: House elf and cars

~~Gloriosa Lily~~