Disclaimer: If you really think that I own either Harry Potter or Naruto then I worry for you. Really I do. HP belongs to JKR and Naruto belongs to Masashi Kishimoto. This story is mine except for some quotes that are from Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone. I don't own them either.

To Reviewers: Thanks to anyone I didn't reply to personally. I appreciate how patient you've all been.

A/N: Well… It's been less than a week at least! You have no idea how hard it was to write this. It was like pulling teeth it just didn't want to happen. But it's longer at least! Remus has been reworked! I need him in the wizarding world until the end of Hikaru's first year. Also if anyone has a reason why Hikaru shouldn't be in Slytherin I need to know within the next few days. I want him to be there personally but I will listen if you have a good reason. Sorry but now Gryfindor or Hufflepuff. I've read too many crossovers where Harry still goes to Gryffindor and I need a change. This'll probably be edited a few times before I'm satisfied but hopefully all of you will enjoy it. So read and review!


Chapter 11


"Why," Hikaru asked, eye twitching in annoyance. "Is it that we had to come to the school with Fawkes-san's help, only to take a portkey to the train station, just to come back to the school?"

Hikaru held back a sigh as he watched his brother stroking the phoenix who was cuddled on the young blonde's lap. It was September 1st and he, Naruto, Kakashi, and Sirius were crowded into the Headmaster's office waiting for him to finish the portkey that would take them to the station. "Wouldn't it be simpler just to stay here?"

"Ah, well my boy-"

THUNK

Hikaru cut him off with a flying kunai. "What'd I tell you about calling me that?"

Dumbledore gulped nervously, eyeing the sharp knife protruding from the fabric of the chair by his head. "Not to. I'm sorry about that. With my old age it's easy to forget things."

"Apology not accepted."

Sirius sneered at his old Headmaster. "Just get on with it already." The reunion between the two wizards had been explosive to say the least. Dumbledore had even offered the Defense Against the Dark Arts position, if only to get Hikaru to stay in England permanently. Unfortunately for him Sirius was not ready to forgive and forget and had proceeded to show him why you shouldn't piss off a Marauder.

"Ah well… Since you're going to be known as Harry Potter it would be prudent if you came to Hogwarts on the express as every other student does. People would become suspicious if you didn't. Well now. Just grab onto this bag of lemon drops and it will take you to King's Cross. Once Mr. Potter is on the train, make sure the rest of you are holding onto the bag once again and say 'Flamingo'."

"Fine." Hikaru sighed. "Let's get this over with."


"Platform nine and three quarters?" Kakashi asked pulling his nose from his orange book. "Is that supposed to be a joke."

"Nope, it's actually a hidden platform. There's an invisible barrier right between platforms nine and ten," Sirius said turning towards the young man. "Would you stop reading that trash already. Honestly there are children present," he added, catching sight of just what the copy-nin was reading.

"Hmmm. I'll stop reading it the day I marry. Besides from what I hear Jiraiya wants Hikaru to edit them for him."

"What!" Sirius squawked indignantly drawing stares from the people passing by. "That hentai! I'll-

Hikaru sighed as he dodged the rushing people, while readjusting his brothers death grip around his neck. "Sirius let it go, I already told him I wouldn't. I think I see platform nine."

Sirius growled some more about idiotic perverts who had better not corrupt his precious godson before leading them to the front of a column between two platforms.

"This is it. May I present the barrier to platform nine and three quarters!" Sirius bowed with a flourish causing Hikaru to sigh again.

"Stop that. You're making everyone stare."

"This is it?" Kakashi asked putting his book away. "This is all that's keeping civilians out of the platform that holds a magical train?"

"Yeah I know. Kind of stupid of us wizards eh?" Sirius mused. "I mean there's absolutely nothing stopping muggles from leaning against it and falling through. We can't exactly put up muggle-repelling charms. None of the muggle parents would be able to see their students off or pick them up for holidays."

"So what happens if they do fall through?"

"Hmm. Not exactly sure. I guess the Ministry would obliviate them or something."

"….Well that's comforting," Kakashi said sarcastically.

"Isn't it!"

Hikaru sighed. "Enough already! Let's just get this over with."


"Sugoi!" Naruto exhaled in awe. "Onii-chan you're riding on that?" He asked from his position on his brothers back.

"Looks like." Hikaru kneeled down so his Otouto could slide off. "Now Naru-chan I want you to be good for Sirius and 'Kashi-kun okay? I'll see you in a month when Kakashi and you come to visit and I'll be sending letters with Junpuu and Shinsetsu, so you better be behaving got it little one?"

Naruto nodded frantically, his blond hair flopping everywhere. "Hai! I'll be good!" Naruto looked at his older brother with big blue eyes. "Aniki?"

"Hai?" Hikaru's emerald eye's narrowed in suspicion.

"Will you bring me back some more candy?"

"Hai," he sighed in resignation.

"Onii-chan's the best!" The small boy cried out, glomping his older brother.

Hikaru laughed, swinging the three year old into his arms. "You'll both take care of him won't you?" He asked, hugging Sirius tightly.

"We will. Promise," the older man said, taking the bouncing blond from his Godson.

"Hai, hai. We'll take care of the little munchkin so get your ass on the train before you miss it," Kakashi said, steering him towards the bright red train.

"Hey! Stop talking about my Godson's ass you pervert!"

"Sirius you think anyone who talks about your Godson is a pervert," Kakashi said while lifting Hikaru's trunk onto the train.

"…You're still a hentai Hatake!"

Kakashi rolled his hidden eye and grabbed Hikaru in a tight hug. "I'll see you in a month okay. Take care of yourself and if any of those wizards give you any trouble just write down their name and I'll handle it when I get there 'kay?"

Hikaru rolled his own eyes at his friend's protectiveness. "Am I a Shinobi or aren't I 'Kashi? I'll be fine. I promise."

"Yes, yes, Hikaru will be fine. But you won't be if you don't get your hands off my Godson Hatake!"

"Eep! Well I guess this is goodbye! See you later 'Karu-kun!" Kakashi shouted running from the furious wizard who was trying to curse him. Sirius paused long enough to wish his Godson good luck and to tell him to take care before running after the Shinobi with Naruto tucked safely in his arms.

Hikaru sighed before pulling his trunk into a compartment. 'I can't believe I agreed to this,' he thought to himself. 'Really, if it wasn't for the fact that Moldyshorts is still alive I could be back home doing real missions. This sucks.'

Sitting down, Hikaru pulled out the fourth year potions text book trying to block out the various noises coming from the platform outside only to be interrupted by a knock on the door.

"Well what do we have here Fred?"

"Looks like and ickle firstie George."

The raven haired boy lifted his head to see two red-headed identical twins. "Is there something you needed?" He asked brushing his hair out of his eyes, wincing as he remembered Jiraiya's reaction to his trimmed hair.

The twins gasped in shock as they caught sight of his lightning bolt scar. "Blimey George, did you see what I did?"

"If you saw the scar, then yes brother of mine I did."

By now Hikaru had raised a brow in amusement. "Oh? And what was it exactly that you saw?"

"We saw-"

"The scar-"

"The famous-"

"Most famous, dear brother, mustn't forget that."

"Why thank you dear brother. The most famous scar-"

"To ever exist in the wizarding world!"

"So that must mean-"

"That you're the one-"

"And only-"

"Harry Potter!" The two said together.

By now Hikaru had burst into laughter. "Do you two always talk that way?" He asked gasping for breath.

"Yes!" They together. "So are you?"

"Are I what?" The young boy asked mischievously.

"Are you Harry Potter?" They hissed, leaning forwards in their excitement.

"I am. But does it really matter?"

"Does it-"

"Really matter?"

"Of course-"

"It matters!"

"You've been missing-"

"Since you were-"

"A baby! Where-"

"Have you been-"

"All this time?"

"If you don't-"

"Mind us asking-"

"That is?"

Hikaru looked back and forth as each boy spoke. "Tell you what guys. I'll answer your questions as long as you stop talking like that. I think you've given me a migraine.

"Okay," the twins said, plopping down on the seat across from him after shutting and locking the compartment door. "I'm Fred Weasley and this is my brother George."

"Pleased to meet you Harry."

"Likewise. Well first off I've been with family-"

"But I thought that Dumbledore had left you with your only living family?" George interrupted.

"And they told the Aurors that they'd given you away."

"Ah well Dumbledore didn't look hard enough. My mother had a cousin who took me in and raised me as his own."

"Really? That's was good of him."

"Yeah. Everyone in the Wizarding world was outraged when they'd found out what Dumbledore had done," Fred added.

"Mum especially. She lost a lot of respect for the man after that."

"She ranted for ages about irresponsible old men, leaving defenceless babies on doorsteps and the like."

Fred looked at him appraisingly, "You know, all things considered, I always thought you'd be taller."

Hikaru burst into laughter. "Taller? I'm an even five feet. How much taller do you expect an eleven year old to be?"

"Ah, sorry 'bout that mate."

"It's our sister's fault-"

"She thinks your some knight in shining armour."

"Most of the wizarding world only sees you as some mythical hero that'll come to save us in our time of need."

"But enough about them. Do you know about your Godfather?" George asked.

"Yeah actually. He moved in with us when I was around seven."

"Ah well-"

"Fred! George! Where are you two?"

Fred jumped up and shouted out the window. "Coming Mum!"

"Well Harry looks like we've gotta go. We'll talk more later 'kay."

Hikaru smiled in amusement. "Sure why not. But what if I'm sorted into a different house than you two?"

"Won't matter-"

"We don't care-"

"About house-"

"Rivalries much."

"Even Slytherin?" Hikaru asked, smirking.

The Weasley twins looked at him piercingly. "As long as your not one of those bullying types then it won't matter. We really don't care what house you'll be in."

"You seem like a nice chap though. But you may want to watch out for our younger brother. He's not too open minded."

"Fred! George!" Came the piercing call from the Weasley matriarch from outside.

"Sounds like your Mum's calling you two. Better hurry."

The twins grimaced in annoyance. "Yeah, see you around Harry."


Soon after the twins had left, Hikaru picked up his potions text again and immersed himself in it as the train started moving.

"Is there anyone else sitting here?" A redhead that resembled the twins poked his head in the compartment. "Everywhere else is full."

"No go ahead."

The boy sat down and fidgeted uncomfortably before staring at Hikaru rudely. "Are you really him?"

Hikaru arched a brow in annoyance, looking up from his book. "Am I really who?"

"Harry Potter."

"You know it's rude to ask questions of someone before you've introduced yourself," he said impassively, as he turned a page.

"Ah, sorry 'bout that. Name's Ron Weasley," he said uncomfortably.

"You mean your name's Ron Weasley."

"Yeah isn't that what I said?"

"Hmmm." Hikaru smirked inwardly at the boy's awkwardness.

"So are you or not?"

"Are I what?"

"I-you- argh! Are you always this impossible?"

"Yes!" Hikaru chirped cheerfully.

"…."

"…."

"I think I hate you."

"Well Name's Ron, I can already tell that the feelings mutual."


After the young redhead finally settled down from his tantrum, Hikaru was finally able to finish his text and move onto the fourth year Transfiguration book. He had only managed to read through one chapter before he was once again interrupted by an interloper in his compartment.

"Sorry," a pudgy, brown haired boy said timidly. "But have you seen a toad by any chance?"

Hikaru shook his head while Ron grunted negatively. "I've lost him!" He wailed "He keeps getting away from me!"

Hikaru went into big brother mode upon seeing the boy's tears. Jumping up he grabbed the boy's hands and guided him to the seat. "There, now. It'll be alright. What's your toad's name?"

"Trevor," he sniffed.

Hikaru nodded pulling out his holly wand. "Accio Trevor the toad!" He shouted, not even blinking as the toad flew into his outstretched hand. "There you go. One Trevor the toad."

"Oh thank you so much. I've been looking for him for ages!"

Ron sniffed. "What kind of pet is a toad? They're so old fashioned."

Hikaru arched a brow watching as the redheads pet rat crawled over his seat, a memory nagging him uncomfortably. "Really?" He drawled. "And rat's are suddenly in Vogue?"

"Vogue? What the hell's vogue?"

Hikaru rolled his eye's at the dimwitted boy and turned to the owner of the toad. "My name is Harry. What's yours?"

"My name's Neville Longbottom. It's nice to meet you Harry," he squeaked.

Hikaru couldn't help but smile at the timid boy. "Why don't you sit here for a while so we can chat Neville-"

He was cut off as the compartment door slammed open and three boys entered, two of which who looked incapable of achieve higher brain function.

"Is it true?" A pale, white-blond boy asked. " They're saying all down the train that Harry Potter's in this compartment. So it's you, is it?"

"How incredibly rude. Don't purebloods teach their children any manners?" Hikaru asked in amusement.

The boy looked shocked before quickly putting on a mask of indifference. "Forgive me. My name's Draco Malfoy-"

He was cut off by a snort of amusement from Ron. Turning to him the blond sneered. "Think my name's funny, do you? No need to ask who you are. My father told me all Weasley's have red hair, freckles, and more children than they can afford."

'My, my,' Hikaru sighed internally. 'This sounds like the start of an argument between a Hyuuga and a first-generation Shinobi.'

Hikaru cleared his throat loudly drawing the attention of the boy's back to him. "Have you two ever met?"

The two looked confused before both shaking their heads negatively.

"Well if you two have never met than this is the perfect time to get to know each other! You can learn to think outside your families preconceptions of people!" Hikaru pushed Malfoy's brainless guards out into the hall before closing the door in their faces firmly. He ignored the gaping of both the blond and the redhead as he shoved Malfoy next to Ron and sat back down next to Neville.

"There now isn't this cosy. Now you two play nice while I get to know Neville!"

"I-bu-what! This isn't supposed to be happening!"

Ron snorted, turning to look out the window moodily. "Deal with it Malfoy. I think he's bipolar or something."


Neville and Hikaru had been happily chatting away while Draco muttered about odd saviours, and Ron starred out the window wishing for the train ride to be over. The relative peace was shattered unfortunately by another knock on the compartment door before it was slid open.

"Doesn't anyone ever wait for permission to enter?" Hikaru asked under his breath, eye twitching in annoyance. "Next time I'm using a damn locking charm."

"Has anyone seen- Oh Neville! There you are. Have you found your toad yet?" A bushy haired girl in a spotless uniform asked as she pushed her way into the compartment.

Neville's eyes widened in surprise. "I'm sorry Hermione! Harry here used a summoning charm to find Trevor for me and then I got caught up talking with him."

"Really!" She said looking the black haired boy up and down imperiously before wrinkling her nose. "A summoning charm is fourth year level. How were you able to do it without being taught."

Hikaru looked at her dispassionately from his seat. "It's called picking up a book. You should try it sometime."

"Well I never. How rude. Who do you think you are?"

"Hermione," Neville frowned. "You're being quite rude yourself. Let me introduce you. Harry this is Hermione Granger. Hermione this is Harry Potter. He's-"

"Are you really?" She cut him off quickly. "I know all about you of course- I got a few extra books for background reading and you're in Modern Magical History and The Rise and Fall of the Dark Arts and Great Wizarding Events of the Twentieth Century."

"Was I now?" He asked in amusement. "And you believe those books why?"

Hermione looked scandalized. "Why wouldn't I?" She asked indignantly.

"Maybe because I've never given any interviews to any authors. I was the only one there that night and even I don't remember what happened, how could they possibly know? It would be incredibly hard for them to write about me at all if they've never even met me wouldn't it?"

"I-well, I suppose so," Hermione looked confused for a moment. "I'm the first witch in my family so I've been doing a lot of reading trying to catch up. Magic doesn't seem all that difficult if you ask me. Really why we need seven years just to learn some simple spells I'll never understand. So do have any idea what house you'll be in-"

Hikaru cut her off before she could anger the purebloods in the compartment further. "Which house do you think you'll be in?"

The girl blinked in shock. "Well I'd like Gryffindor."

"Then I'll be aiming for Slytherin."

"What!" Came four shocked cries.

"Yes. That way I won't have to listen to you talk like your better than everyone."

Hermione sniffed in disdain. "Well I never!" She said moving to the door abruptly. "You all had better change we're almost at the school."

As she slammed the door shut behind her Hikaru made sure to hit it with the strongest locking charm Shibi had taught him. "Honestly that girl was such a pain," he said before noticing his companions odd looks. "What?"

"You weren't serious were you?" Ron whispered.

"About what?"

"About wanting to be in Slytherin that's what!" Draco butted in.

"Sure why not?"

"But Harry's it's supposed to be full of evil wizards!" Neville squeaked.

"Really? An eleven year old can be evil?" He asked in amusement. 'Well a Shinobi can but that's a bit different. We're taught to kill from a young age.' He was brought out of his musings by the astonished looks on their faces.

"But Harry You-Know-Who was a Slytherin!"

"I'm sorry I don't know who!" He said cheekily.

"Enough Potter! He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named!"

"Wow! Y'know I could really hear the hyphens that time!"

"Potter!" Draco growled. "We're talking about the Dark Lord!"

Hikaru nodded in understanding. "Ohhhhh. Well why didn't you just say Voldemort!" He grinned as they winced.

"What's wrong guys? All I said was Voldemort. Voldemort, Voldemort, Voldemort!"

"Enough Potter!" Draco and Ron screamed at once.

"Wow you guys! All that time spent getting to know each other is going great. You finally agreed on something."

"Potter?"

"Yes Malfoy?"

"I think I hate you."

"Really? So does Ron!"

"…."

"…."

"Let me at him! I'll fucking kill him!" Malfoy screamed as Neville and Ron held his struggling form back.


"Firs' years! Firs' years over here!" A giant man shouted over the heads of the rushing students, swinging a lamp through the air.

"Come on Neville I think we're supposed to go over to him," Hikaru said, guiding his friend through the pressing crowd.

"No more'n four to a boat!" The giant man called.

"Harry were you serious about wanting to be in Slytherin?" Neville asked nervously as they jumped on a boat with two other boys.

"Sure Nev. Why not? I mean I'd like to live to be eighteen. Wouldn't you say that's a pretty big ambition all things considered. But I suppose Ravenclaw wouldn't be too bad as long as Granger's not there."

"Oh. Well will we still be friends if you go to Slytherin?

"Of course Nev. It would be stupid to let something like house rivalries get in between a friendship. The question is will you want to be friends with a Slytherin snake?"

Neville gulped nervously as the boats started moving. "Yes. If you're a Slytherin I'll still be your friend."

"Not that this isn't touching and all but can we interrupt long enough to introduce ourselves," one of the boys sharing the boat broke in.

Hikaru arched an eyebrow in amusement. "Well I suppose," he drawled. "My name's Harry Potter and this is my friend Neville Longbottom."

"My name's Blaise Zabini and this is Terry Boot. I suppose it's you I have to thank for Malfoy's breakdown on the train?"

"Breakdown? Did he really?" Hikaru asked starry eyed with excitement.

"Unfortunately," Terry supplied. "He burst into our compartment babbling about vexatious Potter's and how they shouldn't be allowed within ten feet of sane people."

Neville burst into laughter at the look of pleasure that crossed his new friends face. "Sorry 'bout that. I think Harry here would try a saint."

"Oh don't apologize. Just promise me you'll do it again where I can witness the whole thing," Zabini said mischievously. "Preferably when I have my camera with me."


Hikaru held in a gasp as the castle came into view. Although he'd been there before, he hadn't had time to look around, nor had he seen it from far away at night.

"It's really beautiful isn't it?" Neville said wistfully.

"Yeah. Why do you sound so sad Nev?"

"My family thought that I was a squib. I never thought I'd actually get to come here."

Hikaru blinked in surprise before giving the boy a quick squeeze. "Well Nev you're here now so no worries 'kay. These are supposed to be the best years of our lives."

"Yeah."

Everyone stopped chatting as the boats the underground harbour, where the first years clambered out onto the pebbled pathway. They followed the large man up through a damp passageway that led to the side of the school.

'Tch. This place has lousy security,' Hikaru thought as the man led them up the stairs to the door. 'Imagine a passageway that leads from the lake to the school! The possibilities for attacks are astounding if the lake isn't warded. I'll have to talk to the others about this later.' Hikaru pulled himself from his thoughts as the man leading them knocked on the door. 'Well no turning back now Kazama.'


Sugoi: Amazing, Wonderful, Terrific to name a few.

Hentai: Pervert

Junpuu: Favourable wind. One of the owls the Shinobi's bought.

Shinsetsu: New snow. Another owl they bought.