Bwahahaha! Bet you never saw this one coming! Okay, so it's not that dark, but it kind of becomes dark? But there's assassins in it and Harry wants to be an assassin. There are so many tricks from this world I want him to learn.
Oh right, be sure to check out the original Harry Potter and the Animetopoeia and Magical Girl Animetopoeia if you like this version.
I do not own Harry Potter or Hunter x Hunter
"Uh…" Harry looked around. It looked like…a sailing ship? Kind of old fashioned…People were waving goodbye from the docks.
A cruise ship? A ferry? Where was he going exactly?
A boy, a bit younger than Harry was waving at the people there.
"I'm going to become the best hunter in the world!" He shouted back at them with a big grin on his face.
Hunter? Harry wondered. Like…what was he hunting exactly?
"Once I'm the best hunter in the world, I'll come back!" He shouted, even though they were certainly too far to hear him. It seemed more like a promise to himself.
There were chuckles behind them.
"The best hunter in the world huh?"
"You're underestimating us."
Seriously? Harry thought. All the people on this boat…looked kind of big and thuggish. He could probably take them, mind you…Heh, funny. Only about a year ago…he would have thought that he wouldn't stand a chance.
Now, he could probably easily face these guys barehanded.
"Every year there are millions of skilled applicants to the hunters exam." One man said smugly.
Hunters exam? Harry wondered.
Where the hell was he going?
"Only some are selected." The man continued, "Passing is easier said than done, boy."
The boy didn't seem deterred though. Obviously, he was stronger than he looked, Harry thought…although he didn't know how that was possible. He really just looked like a normal kid…
Harry moved around, looking for a seat as well.
This obviously wasn't a luxury cruise, he thought, sitting off to the side and away from everyone else.
It looked like it was going to be a long journey…Maybe he should crack open a book?
He opened up his bag and pulled out Koro-sensei's book on life.
Some people stared at him.
"You…only took that big thing with you, huh?" One of them observed.
"I have a few other things in here." Harry patted his bag.
"What kind of book is that?" A black-haired man with small, round glasses said.
"A friend of mine wrote it." Harry shrugged his shoulders.
Well, it was his own fault for taking out such a ridiculous looking book.
The seagulls suddenly started to screech and Harry looked up. That was an odd reaction…maybe that meant bad weather was coming?
He closed his book up, deciding he didn't want to risk ruining it.
"A storm's coming."
Harry looked down onto the main deck to see the boy from before. He'd been the one to speak. A man, he looked like the captain, looked over at the boy.
"How can you tell, boy?" he asked him gruffly. He had a canteen of alcohol in one hand.
Harry wondered if he might not have been drinking due to how red his nose was.
"That's what the seagulls are saying." Gon pointed to them, "Also…" he flicked his nose and took a sniff at the air.
He then jumped up, climbing the ropes up to the lookout quickly and with amazing acrobatic prowess.
Harry watched him again. Alright…so maybe he'd been right the first time. There was something not normal about that kid.
He then leaned over the lookout,
"There's a huge storm that's coming!" He shouted down, "I can smell it! It's the truth!"
Harry didn't doubt him, but only because the captain seemed to be taking him seriously.
It seemed to come within minutes. Dark clouds appeared on the horizon, and then, then engulfed the blue of the sky completely.
They all went below deck.
The boat rocked back and forth violently. Harry felt like he was being shaken about in a maraca or something.
But he didn't get seasick. Not even a little. The other men there seemed to though.
He couldn't blame them; Harry had never had a more violent ride in his life. He was mentally going through what he might do if the boat decided to give out and broke from the sheer violence of the pounding waves.
Harry wasn't the only one unaffected by the whole thing though, seemingly. He'd formulated a plan on how he'd survive and quickly decided it was fine. He noticed the boy from before helping out the other sailors and decided he'd start helping too.
He brought out some cups of water.
"I have some chewing gum in my bag." Harry said, "That often helps with motion sickness." He offered them some gum. Some of them took a piece to chew on.
Harry put the packet away.
"You."
Harry turned to see the captain at the door. He was pointing at him.
Harry pointed to himself in turn,
"Me? Er, is something wrong?"
"No." The captain's eyes traveled around the room, "You…" he pointed to the boy, "You." He pointed to a boy wit blond hair lounging in a hammock, "You." He finally pointed to a man with spiky hair and round glasses who was eating a green apple, "And you. Come with me."
Harry felt nervous. What if they thought he was a stowaway or something?
Actually, Harry didn't know that he wasn't a stowaway…Ana's drop offs were kind of scary.
He led them to the captain's perch. The room where they steered the boat…and such. Harry didn't know the technical name for where he was right now on the ship.
The captain turned around,
"First, tell me your names."
The boy raised his hand in the air,
"I'm Gon!"
"I'm Kurapika." The blond boy introduced.
"It's Leorio."
"My name is Harry." No one was using last names, he observed.
"Why do you want to become hunters?" He asked them.
"Oy!" Leorio pointed to him, "If you're not an examiner, you can't boss us around."
"Just answer the question." The captain seemed to be growing annoyed.
Gon answered first and rather cheerfully,
"My dad is a hunter."
The captain showed a visible reaction to that statement. Odd, Harry thought.
"I left Whale Island because I want to know why my dad wanted to become a hunter."
Interesting reason, Harry thought. He still had no clue what the fuck they meant by 'hunter.' What were they hunting?
"Oy, kid!" Leorio glared at him, "You aren't supposed to answer the question."
"Why not?" Harry wondered, "This is a prerequisite exam, right?" He'd learned to pick up on subtle clues now and he could tell. What other reason would the captain bring them here.
The captain's attention was on Harry now.
"Eh? What!?" Leorio shouted.
Harry dipped his chin,
"I want to become a hunter…to become strong enough to face the man who killed my family. If that makes any sense…"
All eyes were on him now. He had no idea if that even pertained to anything. He wanted to become stronger so that he could face Voldemort and tear apart his forces…that was about it. That was the reason he did the things he did. That was the reason he had wound up here. Hopefully, his answer made sense.
He couldn't just ask what a hunter was now when he'd already gotten this far.
"You're absolutely correct. The hunters exam has already started. It started the minute you set foot on this boat. The board of examiners doesn't have the time to go through every candidate, so it's up to us to…thin the herd."
Makes sense, Harry thought.
But what sort of exam was he taking?
"Now," The captain eyed both Kurapika and Leorio, "If you don't answer, I suppose I'll be reporting to the examination board that we have two more dropouts."
Both of them tensed. Kurapika looked down, then seemed to understand,
"I'm the last of the kura clan." He began, "Several years back, the kura clan was whipped out of existence by a band of criminals. I will hunt down the Phantom Troupe. That's why I want to become a hunter."
The captain stared at him with unwavering eyes,
"You want to become a blacklist hunter."
Okay, so…hunters were like…mercenaries? Harry guessed. The Captain smiled, smoking on his pipe,
"The Phantom Troupe is classified as A Class. Not even the toughest hunters go after them."
So…they just let criminals run loose? Harry wondered.
He wondered a bit if it was like that in his own world…Then again, a lot of people hadn't gone after Voldemort during the war. They'd been too afraid.
"You'll be throwing away your life." The captain told Kurapika seriously.
Kurapika didn't appear to be deterred,
"I do not fear death. I fear only that my rage will fade over time."
That…was some hardcore revenge, Harry thought.
He couldn't help but draw parallels between Kurapika and himself. Just a little bit. Only…there were some key differences. Harry wasn't doing this for revenge. He'd been forged into a killer, for survival at first and then later…because he didn't want anyone else to have to suffer the pain he was suffering.
He didn't feel angry.
Well, scratch that, he did feel anger sometimes. But it wasn't quite as intense or as driving as what Kurapika was describing.
"So, in other words," Leorio began somewhat obnoxiously, "You want revenge. And you need to become a hunter for that?"
"I believe every challenge we take on makes us stronger." Harry paused, "Unless it kills us first."
Leorio crumpled his nose, like he'd smelled something sour.
"That's the stupidest question I've ever heart, Leorio."
"Tch. Leorio-san!" Leorio tried to correct him.
Kurapika crossed his arms, unbothered by the outburst,
"Places accessible only to hunters. Information otherwise unobtainable. Actions otherwise impossible. There are more reasons than your brain could possibly handle."
Well, that insult came out of nowhere, Harry thought. Though then again, he got the sense that the two of them…just rubbed each other the wrong way.
"Nee!" Gon said, raising his hand in front of Leorio's face, "Why do you want to become a hunter, Leorio-san?"
"Me?" Leorio smirked, "I'll make it short. It's money. Money can get you anything! A big house! A nice car! Good liquor!"
"You can't buy good manners with money, Leorio." Kurapika couldn't resist taking another shot at him.
"Again." Leorio turned around, his tone completely changed, "Step outside." Leorio began walking towards the door, "I'll end the filthy Kurta bloodline here and now."
He seriously went there? Harry thought, feeling angry now himself.
The two of them turned to Harry suddenly.
Ah, crap. Did he let a bit of bloodlust leak out? He quickly reigned himself in and smiled politely, hoping to get away with it.
Gon was looking at Harry curiously as well.
The captain had gone completely silent.
Leorio and Kurapika turned around and left, apparently both content to fight like that.
"Why are you angry?" Gon asked Harry curiously.
"Hm? What makes you think I'm angry?" Harry asked him innocently.
Gon furrowed his brow,
"I don't really know…but for a moment, you felt really scary."
"Oh." Harry said, pausing a moment, "I guess it's because…I drew some parallels between myself and Kurapika. We're both the last of our own respective clans…Only…"
"Only?" Gon asked him.
"Well, I don't really feel that angry at the people who killed my parents."
"Eh?" Gon wondered, "Why not?"
Harry let out a sigh,
"You sure ask a lot of questions."
"Sorry, is that wrong?"
"No…" Harry pondered on this, "Let me try again. I guess…I am angry that he took the lives of my family, however…I never actually went after him for revenge. He came after me." Harry looked thoughtful now, "All my life I've been surviving assassin after assassin. Finally, a friend of mine got caught up in one of the attempts on my life and wound up dying too. So, I decided." Harry gaze darkened, "I will dismantle that organization…and I won't allow them to orphan anyone else, or leave any other family without a child. To do that, I need to get stronger. No matter what it takes…because I don't think I could stand to see it all happen again, and it will happen again if nothing's done."
"Captain!" The man at the wheel of the ship shouted, drawing their attention. He pointed out to the sea.
There, a large funnel spout of water had risen up into the sky.
Not good, Harry thought. His plan of survival didn't exactly cover that!
"If we get caught up in the water spout, the ship will sink!" The man by the door said worriedly.
"Lower the sails now!" The captain ordered.
"Hai!"
"I'll help!" Gon said quickly.
"Me too." Harry said.
If it depended on their survival, Harry was glad to help out in anyway he could.
"Mn. Come with me." He took off out the door and Harry and Gon ran after him.
It was raining even worse than before and the wind howled. Harry was worried it might just lift him up and take him away.
They started tugging on ropes, trying to lower the sails.
Waves crashed down around them onto the deck, but the boat stayed afloat. Leorio and Kurapika were fighting away from the chaos.
Suddenly, the rope snapped. One of the crew members, the one who'd been showing them what to do, went flying with it.
"Katsuo-san!" Gon shouted.
He was flung right passed Leorio and Kurapika who lunged towards him at the same time. They grabbed the guard and reached as far as they could, but just missed grabbing him.
"Shit!" They said together.
But then, Gon flung himself towards Katsuo. The two of them grabbed Gon by the ankles while Gon grabbed Katsuo.
They managed to save him. Harry had been too far away at the time to help, but he turned back to the work he was doing and the sail went up.