Hello my dear readers who are still reading this!

While I had been planning on updating this a few weeks ago, exams and other stressful situations came up. I modified some of the past chapter (Chapter "8"), mostly grammar as well as some minor details. Now. I feel I focused far too much on my OC last chappie, so this time, it will be mostly Harry and Tsuna!

Thank you, and read, review, and enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own KHR or HP. They belong to Akira Amano and J.K. Rowling respectively.

Chapter 8:

"Acio!"

BONK!

"OW!"

The Boy-who-lived winced as he muttered the nth apology since they started, "...sorry"

Harry and Hermione had been going at this for a solid hour now. Hermione would place a dictionary somewhere in the room while Harry would have to 'Acio' it back. While he was starting to get the hang of it, the dictionary wasn't exactly going TO him, rather it was going TOWARDS his GENERAL DIRECTION.

Which is why - for the fifth time in a row - Hermione found the dictionary whacking her in the face. Harry had started jokingly referring to the Dictionary as "Mr. Facebook" when he wasn't practicing the spell.

While Harry continued apologizing for the many bruises Hermione was sporting, the bushy haired girl was paying him no mind as she thought.

"What are you focusing on?" she asked.

"What?"

She repeated the question, clarifying that she wanted to know what he's thinking when casting the spell.

"I'm focusing on getting the spell right. Why?"

"Hm..." Hermione once again fell into thought, "Try focusing on the item instead."

Seeing the male's blank look, she quickly elaborated, "Imagine the dictionary in your head. Think of its properties and details, imagine it coming to you. Once you get the pronunciation and movements down, that portion is next to mindless. So focus on what's important: what you want to SUMMON."

After a moment, the boy-who-lived's face lit up in understanding. "Again?"

She once again hid the dictionary, while Harry tried to focus. He imagined the old, worn out dictionary, he imagined it flying towards him like it did those other times, but he imagined it going to him. Feeling ready, he lifted his wand like all those other times and called out, "Acio!"

It worked. The book flew to him, landing neatly in his outstretched hand.

A smile made its way onto his face. It only grew when the attempt was successful the next three times. Hermione changed targets afterwards to something out of the room. She asked him to summon A couch cushion from the Gryffindor common room. He tried this and waited, for the common room was pretty far away.

CRASH!

It crashed through the window, and the only thing that helped Harry catch the cushion was his reflexes honed from being a seeker.

After one more hour of practicing, Hermione said he had the spell down. He should focus on imagining the Firebolt.

Meanwhile with the Family...

"Dame-Tsuna, go faster. Don't and I'll shoot you!"

"Yamamoto, stop slacking. Take those machines up a few levels."

"Meifeng, stop glaring daggers at Ryohei and focus on your opponent. Ryohei, stop yelling, you'll make us all deaf. Gokudera, stop yelling at the Cow and continue your spar."

"Stupid Cow, if you don't hit one of those dummies with Electrico Coronata by the end of the day I am stealing your candy stash."

"Chrome, Hibari run five laps around the school."

Reborn continued ordering the Family around in the training room. It seemed after Reborn's hunch for the first task was proven correct, he had grown more and more demanding in their training. Half the time the Family wanted to punch the hitman into oblivion, but those thoughts were kept in the far back of their minds in fear of said hitman's tor- tutoring.

"Dame-Tsuna, come see me after dinner for special training. Everyone, go work on non-mafia work."

Tsuna fought down a shudder when the hitman said "special training" and followed the rest of the family to the elevator. He returned to his room and plopped down on the bed with his math workbook, though, math was the last thing on his mind.

The first task was to get around a nesting mother dragon - the scariest kind of dragon - and make it out alive bringing nothing with them but their wands/gloves and pills. Had it been three months prior, he would have "HIEEE"d and hid under his covers denying the existence of magic and dragons while imagining the many ways he could be killed by one.

Now, he would still imagine his death, but instead of "HIEEE"ing and hiding, he would think of ways to get through the situation with the smallest amount of injuries. He really had grown under Reborn, not that he would ever admit that. That thought would forever remain in the furthest corner of his mind to the day of his death.

Anyway, he had math to do! It was the only thing he had left other than the paperwork Reborn was giving him from Nono, who for some apparent reason believed he should begin preparing to take over the Family by adjusting to the enormous workload of paperwork that seemed to haunt a boss no matter where or who he was.

Speaking of which, he desperately hoped property damage would not be a common occurrence. He had enough papers without his guardians.

Poor Tsuna... if only you knew.

The days before the first task flew by in a combination of training, homework, and chatter. The days flew so fast, when the first task arrived, it came in like a wrecking ball (unintended joke).

The Great Hall was more chatty than normal, and the five champions could be seen being calmed by their friends. Though, some definitely needed more comfort, for their nerves were visible.

Harry had started sitting with the Family and the twins, as they were good company, and was currently listening to the twins cheerfully listing off what they guessed the task was, which ranged from dodging flying silverware speeding faster than a bludger, to fighting trolls, demons, and ostriches. Not once did they correctly guess the task, but the two champions at the table weren't supposed to know of the task, so they didn't interrupt.

Instead, "one more assumption and I'll bite you to death."

Hibari did the Family a favor and shut the duo up.

Receiving good lucks from the Twins and Family, Tsuna and Harry found themselves heading towards the champions tent. Inside, Cedric was pacing, Fleur seemed paler than usual while attempting to stay composed, and Viktor was... being Viktor and slouching and sulking. Tsuna walked over to Cedric, who had greeted the two with a nod, and showed him a few breathing exercises. Harry walked over to a nearby bench and sat down.

He remembered Hermione's instructions and began focusing on his broom. The beautifully polished wooden handle, the bristles neatly cut to assist him in his flight, and the fact it was currently leaning on his bedpost.

He continued this until Crouch and Bagman entered the room and explained the first task, though they already knew about the dragons.

"You must retrieve the golden egg." Bagman announced as he held out a purple velvet bag. Nobody was surprised, they accepted their fate with a resigned fear.

Drawing from the bag of fire-breathing reptiles, Cedric was declared first in line with the Swedish Short-Snout, Fleur was next with a Welsh Green, then Krum with the Chinese Fireball, finally Harry with the Hungarian Horntail.

Then it was Tsuna's turn to draw, and out came the rainbow-scaled dragon with razor-like wings and tail.

"Ooh! The American Blade-wing! Very temperamental. I'd be careful, young man."

Returning to his seat and examining the mini-model, Tsuna allowed himself to slip into what was now known as "Boss-mode". He heard Bagman requesting to speak to Harry, who came in five minutes later with an annoyed, but determined look. He didn't ask, he respected his friend's privacy.

Eventually Cedric left to face his dragon, and from the "Ooohs" and the announcer calling out things like "Clever, but it seems to have failed." or "That has gotta hurt."

In the end, there were cheers, so Tsuna was pretty sure Cedric succeeded in getting his egg.

Fleur was next, the crowd wasn't as loud this time, but he didn't think it was from lack of interest. In fact the announcer said, "Would ya look at that! The dragon's sleeping like a ba- oh, that was one fiery snore!"

She also succeeded.

Krum was next, and from the pained cries and loud crunch, he took a more violent approach. Though, in the end, the result was the same.

It was Harry's turn now. Tsuna sent him an encouraging smile, which was returned with something that might have been an attempt at the same but only looked a step above a grimace.

Other than the canon and the cries of the angered mama dragon, along with the rather loud cheering of the crowd, Harry's trial was rather peaceful. In the end, though, "Lookie here folks! The youngest champion is the quickest to retrieve his egg!"

Tsuna waited a few more minutes until his turn arrived.

Standing, and very calm considering the situation, he walked through the fabric of the tents door and into the arena.

The dragon he was facing was most definitely not attempting to hide. She really was a beauty with the way the light shone on her scales, turning them rainbow. Her icy eyes were glaring the Vongola Boss-to-be down as if daring him to touch her beautiful eggs. He could see the one he needed. It stood out starkly against the marbled black and white eggs of the mama.

Slowly he walked towards the mother dragon. When he was a respectable distance away, he entered HDWM and gave a deep bow of respect.

The fire catching the dragon off guard, she tilted her head curiously, though still retaining the defensive and threatening stance over her eggs. It's been a long time since a human showed a dragon so much respect by bowing. She found this human interesting. Deciding she wouldn't eat him, she let her slit eyes wander to her eggs, or specifically, the one the human was staring at.

Her tail twitched in annoyance. She had been tricked. That was not one of her precious eggs. Grabbing it with her jaws, she moved and placed the egg in front of the human, who took it gently and bowed again. She returned it with a bow of her head and returned to peacefully guarding her eggs; though, not before picking the boy up by the scruff of the neck and placing him in the strange nest she had seen the other humans entering.

The arena was silent. They had no clue what just happened, but it sure as hell was not that they just saw. The champion for the new school had gotten the dragon to HAND OVER THE BLOODY EGG AND CARRY HIM TO THE MEDICAL WING and all he did was BOW.

In reality, Tsuna had read earlier that week that dragons were more prideful than a Hippogriff, and they desired respect. The book was written by Newt Scamander, who had a love for magical creatures that rivaled Hagrid's.

Next he read about Hippogriffs and how you must bow as a way of showing respect to them before you are allowed to approach and pet them. It was a hunch, but his hunches were rarely ever wrong. In fact, they were right 99% of the time and partly right the other 1%.

He did have to admit the champions had some hilarious looks on their faces. Fleur looked like she swallowed something sour, Krum looked like it would take a dragon's strength to get his jaw off the floor, Cedric looked like he saw some nobody beat the best martial artist in a fight, or something along those lines, and Harry just had a blank look as if he had no clue what emotion to feel first.

Either way, the judges finally snapped out of their own surprise (except Reborn, who wasn't surprised in the first place) and gave him his score while out of the corner of Tsuna's eye, he could see his Family running towards him.

Dumbledore gave a nine, Maxime did, too, Karkaroff (grudgingly) gave a six, Bagman gave a ten, Crouch a nine, and Reborn in his merciful mood, gave a six. Tsuna had a Forty nine.

"Haha. Looks like Reborn's in a good mood. He gave you the same score as Harry and Krum, and two more than the rest." Yamamoto commented. Doing the calculations, after Harry told him the scores relayed to him by Hermione (He also heard Ron complain in the background about how Karkaroff was biased, as he had given Krum a ten despite damage to the real eggs being sustained), Tsuna noted he was in first, followed by Harry and Krum three points behind, then Cedric, then Fleur.

"JYUUDAIME!" He was then promptly tackled by his self-proclaimed right hand man. However, in the process, he also bowled over Yamamoto, who ended up giving Tsuna a second tackle as he finally lost his balance.

Ryohei, smart as he is, thought it was a manly group hug, and added another tackle yelling, "EXTREME DOG PILE!"

Hibari looked ready to bite someone to death while Meifeng was holding him back as best she could. Chrome just watched as Lambo lept out of her arms to join the dog pile thinking it was some sort of "Jump-on-Tsuna Game". Reborn watched the exchange with an amused smirk as the rest of the judges watched blankly during the next occurrence.

"Get off of me you damn Turf-top!"

"WHAT WAS THAT EXTREME OCTOPUS HEAD?"

"WHAT DID YOU CALL ME!?"

"Haha. Lets calm down..."

"NOBODY ASKED YOU BASEBALL FREAK!"

"Haha!"

"EXTREME!"

"Lambo-san will jump on Tsuna-nii!"

Meanwhile, Hibari was quickly growing even more pissed off than he already was, the addition of Mukuro, who had switched with Chrome to the shock of the students and staff minus Reborn (who was very much entertained) and the Family, didn't help one bit. Meifeng finally released Hibari onto the male pineapple head when he started staring at certain parts (coughchestchough); she was not amused. She let the two fights merge as she watched the chaos, then joined in when a small dynamite nearly blew up in her face.

The Weasly twins recovered first, and the only thing they said was, "This all started with a hug... awesome!"

Hermione just stared at the two like they were insane, though, to be fair, insane they might be, but they were damn awesome in their insanity. Then she looked to the brawl and wondered how the school was still standing.

The End... of the chapter.

This took WAAAAAAY too long to write. Anyway, if you're still reading, you don't know just how happy that makes me!

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