Yay, next chapter! Oddly enough I'm already thinking about more chapters so there's that.

I don't own Harry Potter or Katekyo Hitman Reborn


Hermione lead the two of them through the mansion up to the very top floor, through many small tunnels, and then finally to a set of double doors that was guarded. The guards moved out of the way when they saw Hermione and opened the doors for them.

Tsuna was at his desk already, shifting through papers that were stacked high on his desk.

"Daddy, I brought Harry like you said to." Hermione said jumping onto the edge of the desk as her mother often does.

Tsuna smiled but he didn't look up from the paper in front of him. "Thank you darling, we won't be that long; just wanted to show him some things." He explained.

"And what about me," Ron asked, he didn't much like the thought that after just meeting them Hermione's father already liked Harry better than him…everyone liked Harry better.

"Hmm, oh yes you Ronald…Hermione; why don't you go show him the theater room, I'm sure your papa is in there as well by now." Tsuna said looking up finally. He smiled at the three of them with big brown eyes.

Hermione looked like she was going to argue, and Ron looked like he wanted to object as well, probably since he found Mukuro scary, but in the end she nodded and turned to Ron. "Come on, we should let the two be…" She said slowly, she took his wrist and dragged him outside the office.

Harry stood awkwardly in the office as Tsuna continued to scribble things down on the paper in front of him. He was unsure of what he was supposed to do now that he was alone with the mafia boss. It was large, larger than Dumbledore's, with at least three couches, set up like the parlor room that they were in earlier, and in the corner he could see a little cat curled up sleeping that Harry realized was Tsunayoshi's pet lion.

"Please sit down Harry, I'm not going to hurt you," Tsuna said motioning for Harry to sit down in one of the many seats in the office.

So Harry sat at one of the big comfy looking chairs that was in the room and shifted awkwardly in the seat. "What did you need to speak to me about?" He asked.

Tsuna put his pen down and sighed. "I understand that you are to be in war soon." He started.

"With Voldemort yes," Harry said without hesitation. He was glad when Tsuna didn't flinch at the name.

"I've never been fond of wars, I've been a part of far too many battles that I didn't want to be a part of trust me…I'm still trying to clean up the mafia the best that I can…" Tsuna said fussing with the Vongola ring on his finger.

"Sir, what's the point of this?" Harry asked. Was he telling him that he would help take down Voldemort?

Tsuna sighed. "My daughter's a brave girl, far braver than I was at her age, and from what we, as her parents, could tell she isn't going to sit down and watch as everyone she loves, in your world, goes to fight when the time comes." He stopped talking and looked at all the pictures that hung up on the walls. "I've spoken to the other bosses of other Famaliga's, the ones that the Vongola is allied with of course, and they've all agreed to help you all when it's needed. We're good at what we do; we can help." He said.

"Mr. Sawda, as great as it would be to have the mafia on our side against Voldemort you guys can't possibly stand up against wizards." Harry said.

"Ah, but that's where you're wrong Harry. Many of us have…powers…of our own; there is nothing that we can't defeat." Tsuna said with a little bit of a smile on his face. "Many of us have fought in wars before. We know the sacrifices we must make."

"Did Hermione put you up to this? Look I know she thinks you guys could do anything but you're all muggle's, you can't take on dark magic." Harry said. He didn't really believe that the mafia, a group of muggle's, could take on death eaters.

"You've met Viper correct, she's a witch; she goes to school with you. Hermione's mother and papa; aren't technically your people but they've got magic in them, as well as Fran and Lal Mirch has a little bit of it in her as well. Many of my people can handle yours. I've spoken to your headmaster as well, as I do often to make sure that my daughter doesn't find herself in too much trouble as she so often does, and we have discussed this at great lengths. The Vongola, the Arcobaleno, the Cavenello's, the Varia, and many other Famaliga's have already agreed to helping so it would not be a problem. We're soldiers as Mukuro likes to put it and there are some of us who have already been through this once before."

"The mafia's been involved with Voldemort before?" Harry asked unsurely. He never thought that Voldemort's influence would go as far as to reach Italy or any other country for that matter…

"The Mist users only, but that's only because some of them tend to have dark backgrounds…don't worry Viper has no part in it; he refused to pay her for her services and she does not work for no pay no matter what the cause." Tsuna explained. "Now, on what we could provide for you in the war…"


"Where are you taking me Hermione?" Ron asked when they had been walking for what felt like hours.

"The theater room or maybe the library…either way we're not wanted anywhere near the office for a little bit and we're going to run into one of my parents where ever we go." Hermione said stiffly. A maid passed by and she smiled warmly at the older woman, it was best if the staff didn't know when she was angry.

"What do you think they're talking about?" Ron asked.

"I have no idea, surely Harry will tell us when the two of them are done speaking, and if not I have ways of finding out." Hermione said turning a corner sharply.

Ron was almost afraid to ask what she had in mind. There was a glint in her eyes that he's only seen a few times, like when she told them that she was making a polyjuice potion, or when she came back from setting Snape's robes on fire. She was scarier now that he knew what she was capable of doing… "How are you going to find out?" He asked wearily.

"Easy," Hermione said, "I'm gonna check the security rooms, I have all the keys so it shouldn't be a problem."

"Security camera's," Ron asked looking around the hallway that they were in; there were a bunch of paintings around them, mostly of men who Ron supposed did what Hermione's father does now…one of the paintings stood out amongst the others; it was larger than the other paintings and had flower vases and candles on the stand under it with the words PRIMO GIOTTO on a little stand. The man looked like a blonde version of Hermione's father, the same kind eyes, fluffy hair, and smile, "Who is this?" He asked.

Hermione smiled at the painting. "That's my great-great-great-great-great-great-great grandfather Giotto. He's a part of Daddy's family, which is how he got stuck with running the mafia when Nono retired, it's kind of a family business at this point, Giotto was the person who originally formed the Vongola, him and the other's started out as a vigilante group and well, now their little group of vigilante's is the biggest Familgia in the world…well the Russians are pretty big but we try not to get them too involved with things; they're kind of scary." She told him with little emotion. She tried to make it easy for them, they had no idea what was going on and the least she could do was explain things to them. "That was about four-hundred years ago, this was their HQ so this house is about four-hundred years old and so are many of the things in here so please tell your brothers, and your sister, that if they break anything at all they're going to be in a lot of trouble."

Ron stared at her in disbelief, there was no way in hell that she was being serious…but if it was a family business then that meant that Hermione really was a part of what her family did and that was the scariest thing of all. "And what about you, are you taking over for your father when he retires?" He asked. The way that she looked away and bit her lip meant that he was right in some way.

"I technically can't, not because I'm a woman or anything; I just don't have the talent that comes with the title of being Boss. I have mama's and papa's talent which is why I had to spend so much time with Viper as a child; she was my tutor just like she was with Mama…if I were to become daddy's replacement it would be through marriage and the only person who is up for the position after daddy is Enzo, which is why the Millefiore took him in, so he could marry me when the time came…Enzo isn't a leader, he's a fighter and both of us were raised to take over some sort of position as a head; him the sky and me the mist…" Hermione told him.

"You keep using those terms, what do they mean?" Ron asked. He's been hearing everyone refer to themselves with the weather and it confused the hell out of him.

Hermione sighed and held out her hand for him, a little ball of indigo fire appeared in the palm of her hands. "This is a mist flame; it's a form of magic but not enough to get you in Hogwarts. Mist users can make illusions and Viper, well Viper is the most important mist user in the whole world next to my papa and mama. There are seven attributes that make up the mafia; sky, storm, lightning, mist, cloud, rain, and sun. The strongest of these seven attributes make up the Arcobaleno who you have all met. If you're confused this is how daddy explained it to me as a kid; sky is leadership, mist is trickery and mischief, sun is healing, storm is loyalty, lightning and storm are brothers, cloud is the person that stands out and away from the others, and rain is calmness. He explained it in the ways that our family is like; daddy is the sky, dad is the storm, papa and mama are mist, pa is sun, pops is the rain, Lambo is the lighting, and father is the cloud. I just so happen to be mist as well. Usually six people, one of each attribute are chosen to be the sky guardian's, guardians but well we have eight." Hermione told him with ease. She was fully prepared for this talk and even more prepared to compare them to houses in Hogwarts for him if he needed her to explain it in simpler terms.

"So why are you guys different?" Ron asked.

"Papa refuses to admit that he's a part of it, but that's a whole different story that I have no right to tell you, and he was in jail for a bit of time for well, killing a bunch of people…and then later escaping jail and let's just say he's been to jail a few times…so, with permission, he took control of Mama's body and you know what this is a hard topic to explain without one of them here…let me just put it this way; Mama was dying, Papa found her, took control of her body so that she wouldn't die because some asshole hit her with a truck, and none of us are really sure how but we ended up with two mist guardians and everybody is too scared to fuck with us about this." Hermione said finally just giving up. She wanted to put it as bluntly as she possibly could but that would just scare Ron and that wouldn't work right now.

"Hermione, your family is mental." Ron said finally.

"I know but that's beside the point, the point is that we love each other…sometimes…most of the time…at least once a month we're not getting into fights with each other…" Hermione said making a face. "Trust me I've gotten into enough bloody fights with my brother and at least half the Arcobaleno, which has landed me in the infirmary many times. Do not give Verde knives, the asshole will try and stab you."

"You curse a lot when you're here…" Ron said, he loved that she was letting loose finally but he didn't expect her to curse so much. It was intimidating that Hermione, who was always so stuck up at school, was standing there putting all her weight on her hip and complaining about how much of a fucking prick Verde was towards her because he didn't think magic was real.

"My family is a bad influence on me; don't be surprised if I end up breaking something while we're here, last summer I broke my arm and Enzo wouldn't let me do anything for the rest of the summer." Hermione said with a sympathetic smile, she knew this was hard to take in and she wasn't exactly being helpful when it came to them adjusting. "And my friends drink a lot…"

"I've got to hand it to you Hermione, you're a good actress." Ron said finally.

Hermione smiled proudly, "It's harder than you think it is; people are required to call me Ms. Granger for two weeks straight so that I can get used to being called it again for the school year. Pa likes to shout MS. GRANGER; IT'S TIME TO WAKE UP through my door every day." She laughed awkwardly; she wasn't sure what to tell him about her family.

"So why do you go by Granger?" Ron asked.

"When we got my Hogwarts letter it said Granger instead of Sawda, so we figured that was my real last name and there are people who would love to get their hands on Tsunayoshi Sawda's only daughter for all the wrong reasons…like the Malfoy's for example, they know more than they should about this world."

"The Malfoy's know about the mafia?" Ron asked in shock. He was looking at her like she had just confessed to killing his favorite aunt.

"Of course they are, they're apart of the group Skull was in…but Skull got smart and got the hell out of there. You see there are good mafia's and then there are the ones that are involved in drugs and child labor and all that horrible stuff; the Malfoy's are with the bad people and so they don't get to know who I am because that'll mean they'll try something not so smart if you know what I mean, but that doesn't mean I don't get to strike fear into their souls every once in a while." Hermione said with a pleased look on her face, like she had done something especially naughty and still couldn't believe she had gotten away with it.

"What did you do?" Ron asked eagerly when all she did was turn on her heels and walk briskly towards the end of the hallway.

"I have a ring you see, a very special ring with the Vongola symbol on it. All I really have to do is flash it towards Malfoy every now and then and he restrains himself nicely." Hermione said with a tone that Ron wasn't used to, it sounded like she was purring, but this was Hermione for crying out loud! "Don't tell anyone, my parents hate when I pull rank on other Familgia kids. I never got along well with the other kids when Daddy brought me along on business a trip; that's why Enzo, Viper, and Fran are my closest friends."

"So you threaten Malfoy?" Ron asked just to make it clear.

"Not indirectly, it's implied though. He knows he shouldn't anger me too much and that's enough." Hermione said simply stopping in front of a set of double doors. "This is the theater room; we all gather in here at least twice a week to watch Supernatural and Game of Thrones, maybe Breaking Bad. They're all muggle television shows but I think you'll like them once you know what's going on in all of them." And with that she pushed the double doors open with a wide grin on her usually calm face.


Alright so I know it took FOREVER for me to update this but you guys know how lazy I am, like really lazy. Honestly I've had all of this written out for months now except the last like five paragraphs but um…well…I'm really lazy and I wasn't sure how to end this…

I thought the Malfoy's being a part of the mafia was a good idea, I was going to make them have a part in the Varia but then I figured that the Varia was a little too scary for their taste so that didn't work.

Be on the look out for my other stories to hopefully update and maybe new stories because I have a habit of adding new ones once I get new obsessions...