Prologue

Albus Dumbledore knew that baby Harry was special from the moment he set eyes on the boy.

Lily and James had bought that quaint white cottage in Godric's Hollow shortly after they were married in 1978. They were very well off, even before James' parents passed away and he received the full inheritance that being head of the Potter family now gave him. They had a quiet little housewarming party with their closest friends. The little old lady down the street, Bathilda Bagshot, baked cookies for them and brought them over and they had been family friends ever since.

When Lily and James announced their pregnancy after that one order meeting, he had pulled them aside and told them to keep the due date and birth date a secret. Do not tell anyone because it could be tortured out of them. Tom was tracking down and killing any and all babies born around the end of July of 1980 and 1981. Albus knew he had to do everything he could to protect the two babies that he believed fit the entire prophecy and not just what was relayed to Tom.

As far as anyone else knew, Harry was born in mid-August and Neville was born in mid-July. They had been delivered at home with the help of midwives, both of whom had their memories altered. Albus had assumed that this was sufficient. They would live in Godric's Hollow, a very safe, light-aligned magical village. Harry could grow up happily there. An elderly couple sympathetic to the Order would move into the vacant house next door to keep an eye on them. Harry had lots of adults to hold him and play with him and not one but three people to act as grandparents for him.

Harry had a very happy first fifteen months of life until Severus Snape came into his office, a complete nervous wreck, begging him to save Lily. Not the Potter family, just Lily. The Potters had been betrayed – but Albus did not believe it was Sirius who did it, even if he had no proof to suggest otherwise. He just had a suspicion, and his suspicions usually proved correct.

Sirius Black would never have betrayed the Potters.

Albus had lived a very long time and had to make many difficult decisions over the years. He had to decide what to do when Sirius Black was found amidst 12 dead muggles and just the single finger of Peter Pettigrew. He knew what it looked like to everyone else. He knew what it would look like to the court if they were to look through his pensive. But he also knew that Sirius Black would never have betrayed the Potters, not under any circumstances.

It wasn't just about the matter of proof, though. It was an agonizing decision to be made, but Harry could not be raised by Sirius. To begin with, he was not a fit guardian. There was also the fact that right now even if Sirius got a trial and got off innocent, he was not well. He had lost two of his best friends because a third betrayed them and had been exposed to the dementors for months while the trials lagged. He was in no condition to be raising a toddler who could not understand why his mummy and daddy weren't coming home. Furthermore, Sirius' flat in magical London was not secure enough. He could not and would not move back into Grimmauld's Place where they would have been safer while he still had family there, alive, who allied with Tom. As much as it pained him knowing that Harry would not be as well-loved and cared for with the Dursley family, he knew that it was the better decision for the long term. Harry's safety had to be guaranteed at least until all the death eaters were put behind bars in Azkaban.

He had no solid proof that Tom was not in fact dead, especially having disposed of the body himself, but he had a very strong suspicion that he was still alive, if barely, if only as a shade, and his suspicions were rarely ever wrong. He had to prepare for that eventuality that Tom would return and Harry would have to do as the prophecy said and either kill him or be killed himself.

He had his suspicions about what Minerva was up to when she told him that she had cancelled all of her classes on Tuesday. He hadn't told her but she had somehow figured out when and where Harry would be dropped off anyways. Hagrid must have leaked the information at one of the many pubs he'd been to.

Albus dropped Harry off, saw Minerva and Hagrid off, and stood guard while he waited for dawn. The blood wards would not take effect until Petunia picked him up and took him in as apart of her family, so the boy had to be protected until then. Right now, Harry was only protected by his mother's loving sacrifice against Tom. He strongly suspected that it was Severus' request for Tom to spare Lily had been what saved Harry. Tom never went in there intending to kill Lily but he gave her a choice, and her choice to die protecting her son saved him. Tom would not have done that if not for Severus. However, even that would all be for naught if the boy didn't survive till dawn. So Albus stood guard all night, under the invisibility cloak, hidden by a myriad of spells, ready to defend the boy who lived. If his suspicions were true, then the fate of the entire wizarding world depended on him surviving to be taken in by his Aunt Petunia.

This is why when the muggle police showed up at Number Four Privet Drive due to the report of an abandoned baby, Albus was angry. Very angry and desperate to protect Harry. He cancelled all the spells, took off the cloak, and laws be damned took Harry from the muggle police, wiped their memories, and retreated back to Hogwarts with him.

What am I supposed to do now?

Harry had no other living family to take him in. In the end, it was fortuitous that Lily and James had provided in their will that if they were killed, Albus himself was to keep the key and decide what to do with it from there. He was able to access the Potter vault and confirm a fact that occurred to him while paging through tome after tome for any idea of what to do.

James Potter was not Fleamont and Euphemia's biological child.

Even wizarding couples could not have children in their 50's. Potions to aid in this have yet to be invented. There was, however, a potion to blood-adopt a child that would change the identity of their father. He had put little thought to James' being adopted until Harry was left living in his quarters, being taken care of by house elves, and learning to talk by mimicking what they said. He had even started trying to copy them and snap his fingers to do magic and sometimes it worked. As much as the elves loved him and took very good care of him, Harry had to be raised by humans.

After spending an afternoon at Gringotts, Albus was able to figure out where James came from and who his relatives were – the Uchiha family of the Hidden Ninja Lands of Japan. The existence of ninja society was common knowledge in the wizarding world if one only paid attention in history class instead of sleeping through it. However, most people failed to understand that they weren't magical at all. They had been an unfortunate casualty of the international secrecy laws put in place in the 1690's. It had been agreed upon by the International Confederaton of Wizards that their particular skills looked too much like magic to be permitted to remain in the public eye, so they were hidden in a separate dimension. It functioned in much the same way as an unmappable family home did – it was there, it was just on a separate plain of existence and could not be easily accessed. In general, only those who were either high up in government, or very important but well connected, or involved in trade could access the Hidden Ninja Lands and even that was by appointment only.

But would Harry be safe there? Would they raise him as their own? Would they allow him to come back to Hogwarts?

It would take a lot of work, but it could be done. Harry had to be raised away from here, for at least a few years, and hopefully he would be given a chance at a normal childhood before he had to throw it all away.

In the end, on a cold day in early December, Harry Potter was finally adopted into the Uchiha clan by a young, childless couple named Jun and Aoi and given the name Uchiha Shisui. The village and his family were made fully aware of his unique situation, even if some of the details were fudged. All they knew was that Harry had an all-expenses-paid magical education set up for him waiting halfway across the world when he turned 11.

Author's Note:

This is a shit chapter because I just wanted to get the summary out there. I know it's a stupid explanation, but really most are with crossovers like these.