Hello readers and welcome to a new chapter. Here, the readers are going to get a break from reading, to absorb the info about Harry's past. So, I hope you enjoy.

P.S. By the next 24 hours, if I don't do it today, I'm gonna be making a new poll. The question will be this. If Naruto was in Assassination Classroom, which role would fit him well? Assassin/Student? Assassin/Assistant Teacher? Or Target/Teacher, replacing Koro-Sensei's role (Or possibly sharing it)? I hope for those who knows both animes will answer this.

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or RWBY.

Break Chapter 1

As the aura users and magic users went upstairs for a bit, Spirit started preparing a big meal for everyone. He separate the couches and chairs, then made the table bigger. He summon another table before summoning a stack of plates, rows of cup, and lines of utensils.

After that, he started summoning the food. All of them are several lunches, from fast foods to healthy dishes to homemade meals. He summon another table and summon various snacks, plus pancakes for Nora. Then, in the end of the biggest table, he summon various drinks, except alcohol. He's not serving that here, if he got anything to say about it.

"Done." Spirit said, looking at his handiwork. All the food is steaming and hot, ready to eat. "Now, I should get everyone down here." No doubt that all of them are still thinking about the revelation of Harry's past, but they would appreciate getting lunch here.

Spirit walk over to the stairs before summoning a loudspeaker. "Attention all hunters, huntresses, witches, and wizards." Spirit said through his microphone. "I got lunch prepare for all of you. Come down here if you're hungry."

With that, Spirit went back to his couch and summon his own plate of food. Fried rice with beef teriyaki sticks, and a glass of root beer. He waited for a bit before hearing loud footsteps coming. The first to arrive was Ron, Yang, Ruby, Nora, and Jaune. The rest came here soon after, with the adults being last, since they were just walking. The only one not here is Harry.

Ron, Yang, Ruby, Nora, and Jaune have stars in their eyes at the site of all this food. "You made all of this in just a few minutes?" Jaune said in awe.

Spirit shrugged. "If I can bring all of you here, take away your weapons, and made this whole room with just snaps of my finger, I'm pretty sure I can summon lunch for all of you." Heck, he could've made the food so good that they would had foodgasm, but he's not crossing that kind of weirdness yet.

He could see the drool coming out from some of them, especially Ron, and most of them immediately started filling their plates. The adults didn't rush in though, and Ozpin turn to Spirit. "Thank you for this." Ozpin said with a bow. "While you had taken us here against our will, you treated us nice here."

Spirit shrugged. "Figured you guys wanted to get a break from all the craziness in your lives. And it might help out some of you in the future." 'Not to mention that Dragon requested for me to do this. Ah, reading stories. The one weakness I'm working on controlling.'

As all of them started, Hermione noticed something. "Where's Harry at?" Hermione asked, causing some of them to stop what they were doing and notice that as well. "I thought he would at least come here and eat."

"He doesn't want attention." Spirit said with a shrug. "And coming in here might have everyone, or at least some, trying to talk to him." Some of them look away at that.

Hermione look at Ron, only to see him scarfing up the food without any worry in the word. She huffed in disgust and anger. His best friend is depressed and all he could think about is eating? Typical Ron.

Hermione sighed before getting up from the couch and putting down her meal. "I'm gonna go check up on him." Hermione told them all before walking up to the stairs.

"You sure about that?" Spirit asked, stopping Hermione. He took a sip of his root beer before speaking again. "I'm not gonna stop you, but I know as much you do that Harry want to be alone right now. Having his past revealed send that boy in a flood of emotions."

"You're the one who revealed them in the first place." Hermione hissed at him in anger. Spirit shrugged off the glare she's giving him.

"I'm just doing my job. We couldn't skip any chapter, as all of them are important for the progression of the story." Spirit told her. "And be lucky that every detail wasn't revealed, at least not yet."

Hermione glare at him for a little longer before sighing. "I'm still gonna check on him." Again, Spirit shrug and let the bushy haired girl go up to check on Harry.

Spirit smile a little. Oh, if only Harry and Hermione had been a couple in the original book. Or at least, there was some visible progression between Harry and Ginny's relationship.

(With Harry)

Grief. Anger. Sadness. Frustration. And several other emotions Harry is feeling right now.

The fifteen year old boy is in one of the rooms, sitting in the bottom part of a bunk bed. Each room consist of two bunk beds, a drawer filled with clothes, shelves with books and games, and a TV set at the front of the room. But Harry didn't really care about it right now. All he did was sat on the bad and stare at the room, the emotions playing through his eyes.

His childhood was one of his darkest secrets he kept in his heart. Something he didn't tell anyone, not even Hermione and Ron. He wanted to keep it a secret for as long as possible, but now, it's all ruin thanks to that bloody book.

He gripped his hands into fists. If more details of his childhood are revealed, he's going to find the creator of that book and test how powerful he really is. Now that some of his childhood is revealed, Mcgonagall and Hermione are going to try to help him in any way possible. And that would make his situation worse for him.

That's one of the reason why he kept it a secret. When he was younger, Vernon threatened him not to tell anyone about the abuse he suffered. That fear is still inside him now, despite how much he endured in Hogwarts. Another reason is because he felt that if he told anyone, they would be burden with his past. And he refuse to become a burden to anyone.

'Well,' Harry thought, a bit dryly. 'There's go that plan.'

He thought about those aura users with him and the others. He scowled when his thoughts cross to Blake. How dare she accused him of being a liar?! He had been accused by that many times by so many people. The Dursleys, his teachers, the Ministry, his fellow Hogwarts students, foreign wizards and witches from other countries. Hell, even his own best friend accused him of lying in his fourth year, during that damn tournament. He's tired of it! Tired of being called a liar! Tired of the whole damn world going against! Tired of bias bigots thinking they know everything, when it's obvious they refuse to see the truth! Just tired of all of those thing!

All these thoughts whirled through Harry's heads. Then they all came to a stop when he heard a knock on the door.

(With Hermione)

Hermione knocked on the door before waiting. She would've tried opening the door, but she knows Harry locked it. He makes sure nobody tries to barge into the room.

"Whoever it is, just leave me alone." He said through the door. He didn't shout, he just sounded dull and emotionless. "I'm not in the mood to talk."

Hermione sighed before speaking. "Harry, it's me. Hermione." The girl said to him. "Can you please open the door? I want to see if you're okay." It was silent for a moment before she heard footsteps and then a click from the door. She heard the footsteps going away from the door before stopping.

Hermione open the door to see Harry on one of the beds, facing the ground and his hands on his knees. "Harry." Hermione whispered, sitting down opposite of him. She can see the emotions playing in his eyes, and it hurts to see her friend mentally suffering like this.

The two of them were silent for a minute before Hermione try to speak. "Harry, I-"

"Don't tell anyone else."

Hermione look at him in surprise. "Huh?" Harry look at her, his face seeming emotionless, but his eyes fill with anguish.

"Whatever you do, don't tell anyone else." Harry said to her without hesitation. "I don't want anyone else to know about my past."

Hermione quickly wipe away the bit of shock at his sudden request, and gave him a firm look. "Harry, we need to deal with this-"

"No we don't Hermione." Harry said, and this time, his voice is fill with pleading. "I'm fine as it is right. Honestly, it isn't so bad as your making it to be-"

"Harry, don't try to downplay the obvious abuse." Hermione firmly told him. "They practically made you their slaves, and your cousin use you as a punching bag. That abuse can't be ignore."

"Hermione, please." Harry pleaded. By now, the emotionless was broken and his facial features show his anguish. "If you try to do something about it, it'll only get worse. If the Dursleys found out that people knows, they will lose it. So please, keep it a secret."

Hermione grip her knees in anger. "And what makes you think that things would only get worse?" Hermione questioned. "Mcgonagall knows about it, and if she tells Dumbledore, surely they would-"

"Dumbledore put me there in the first place Hermione." Harry interrupted her. "I tried asking him to let me stay with anybody else other than the Dursleys, nearly begged him to. But the man brush off it, and says that it the safest place for me, due to some wards that supposedly protects me from harm. If Mcgonagall tells him, he would only try to make the Dursleys stop doing that, not get out of there."

Harry gritted his teeth, tears shining in his eyes. "And once he isn't watching him, they would punish me for revealing that secret. Punish me for making them looking bad. Punish me for being a freak." He hissed the last part out.

"No other adult has helped me in the past." He continued quietly. "Whenever I'm bullied, teachers think that I started it. Whenever I tried to get help, I get accused of being a liar. Whenever I tried to get help. I only end up in a more worse situation."

Harry look up at Hermione, and the girl can see the tears in his eyes. "So please, I'm begging you, not to tell anyone. Not to make this worse than it already is. Please." Harry voice broke at the last part, and the tears he held back finally came out.

Hermione look at Harry, feeling various emotions. Sad that Harry couldn't trust anyone to help him. Angry that the Dursleys made him like this. Frustration that she can't do anything without breaking her friend's trust. And surprisingly, doubt that any of adults in the wizard world would help Harry.

"...Fine, I promise that I won't tell." Hermione finally said. She doesn't want to promise this, but she doesn't want to risk losing that friendship with Harry. She look at him. "I promise that no one else will find out about this."

Harry didn't see anything, just looked at the ground. Then, in a barely heard whisper, he said, "Thank you." He then layed down on the bed and turn away from her. "Can you leave me alone for right now? I'll be down there, I promise. I just, want to be alone."

Hermione nodded, knowing that she can't push him anymore now. She stood and walked out of the room, leaving Harry alone with his thoughts.

(Downstairs)

When Hermione went upstairs, she saw the group doing different things. Team RWBY and JNPR are talking to Mcgonagall, with Ruby, Blake, and Nora's plate being filled with cookies, tuna, and pancakes, respectively. She also saw Ozpin and Ron, who have a pile of food beside him, playing a game of chess. And Glynda is watching the two, eating her own meal.

All eyes turn to Hermione when she walked down the stairs. "Is Mr. Potter okay?" Mcgonagall asked in concern for her student.

Hermione sighed. "He doesn't want any of us to tell anyone else about his childhood." Hermione said, causing everyone to look at her in shock. "He pleaded with me not too, so I promised him that."

"Miss Granger, I cannot ignore the fact he is abused by his relatives." Mcgonagall said to her sternly. "There must something we could do about it."

"And that's the problem." Hermione interjected. "He had try to better the situation. But whenever he try to get authority help, he gets nothing." Mcgonagall was about to protest that, but Spirit spoke up.

"Hermione is right Mcgonagall." Spirit told her with a frown. "Do you remember fourth year? It was obvious that nearly the entire student body was bullying Harry, even in front of the foreign schools. And none of the teachers tried to stop all that bullying."

Mcgonagall flinch and look down. "...Dumbledore told us not to interfere." Mcgonagall said quietly. "Said that the students need to realize what they're doing is wrong, and we should see how Mr. Potter react to all of that."

She received many looks of disbelief, especially from Glynda and Ozpin. "Mcgonagall, as teachers, we need to teach the students not only the subjects in our school, but also right and wrong." Ozpin told her firmly. "Letting them find out on their own will do little. Very little. Ignoring what is happening around us tells the students that they could whatever they want, and they won't get punished because of it. And those who does not help their students, or put something else above teaching when they are doing the job, are not fit to be educators."

Each sentence felt like a slap to the face or a punch to the gut to Mcgonagall. At the end of it, she really look her age. "...You are correct on everything you said." Mcgonagall said quietly. "And I want to atone for the lack of action. I want to make it up for every student in Hogwarts, especially Mr. Potter. He suffered the most from me, and the rest of the staff, lack of action."

Hermione have a feeling that this book is gonna do some good for them. With this, maybe things can change for Hogwarts and for Harry. She smile a little. Hopefully, her thoughts are correct.

After that, everyone got back to what they were doing. Ozpin and Ron got back into their chess game while the young aura users went back to their discussion with Mcgonagall, which is about the differences between the world they're reading and their own world.

Hermione, meanwhile, sat down and ate her meal, which is an egg salad sandwich and some crisps/chips. She was silent a few minutes, eating her food, but then started getting into a conversation with Goodwitch, comparing aura and magic.

As everyone is eating and talking, all of them couldn't help but think about Harry, especially the magic users. All of them wish that they could do something about his situation, help him out in anyway. And some of them are thinking that it may be possible after this books (Ruby, Hermione, Yang, Mcgonagall, and Ozpin).

Blake feel that guilt churning up inside her, as well as wounded pride. She was sure that faunus had it worse than any human. That Harry has been exaggerating the whole thing. She thought he was only getting angry because she was being right. But she can see that she wrong. Terribly wrong.

All his words were so truthful, no hint of any lie or mistruth in them, that it terrified her. How could anybody be so cruel? How could somebody treat a child, especially from their own kind, like that? It sickens her.

One thing she knows for sure though. She'll need to apologize to Harry first chance she get. He deserves that, and more. Much more.

In the middle of lunch, all of them once again heard footsteps come down here. Everyone turn to see Harry Potter walking down, still looking a bit down, but better than last time. Harry squirm a little at all the stares a little.

"Um, I'm gonna get something to eat." Harry said before quickly sitting down beside Hermione, and grabbing a plate. He grab himself two slices of pizza, and a big handful of fried, before eating. He never tried any fast food items before, so he want to see how they are.

"Are you okay Harry?" Hermione asked her friend in concern. He nodded slightly.

"I'm better now." Harry told her softly. "Thanks for trying to help." Hermione smile before going back to eating.

Soon, everyone was finished with their meals, and Ron beaten Ozpin in chess three times, much to the surprise of the older man. Spirit then cleaned everything up, and put everything back in order. Spirit look at them all, getting the book back into his hand.

"Alright, so who want to read the next chapter?"

And that's the end. I hope all of you like the break chapter. In the next one, before they read, Blake is going to apologize to Harry. Review, favorite, and follow and I will see you guys later.