Disclaimer: I do not own Kuroko's Basketball or Harry Potter. All characters belong to the respective authors and/or publishers. THe cover picture too belongs to its original artist, and is not my property.

This story will be a one-shot in Harry's fourth year and after Kuroko has finished high school. So Harry will be 14, and Kuroko 18. This story will only cover Kuroko's sorting and nothing else. I am making it so because I can be a little irregular and I don't want to leave an unfinished story for you. Sequels will be coming, but I can't give you an estimate of when.

Kuroko will be highly OC in this story, and so will Harry. I did so because I believe that no one practices that hard only to still have minimal abilities in a sport. Heck, even I became a decent center-back in football with 3 months of regular playing. Well, enough from me. Hope you enjoy it.

Harry's POV, after the announcement of the Triwizard Tournament, is made, and the Durmstrang and Beuxbatons students are seated

Finally! Looks like this year will be life-threatening incident-free! Ahhh...so this is the feeling of normality. Really, how many times do I have to do this extraordinary stuff? And I say extraordinary even though I am a wizard! My life is truly bonkers. But oh well, I'll take what I can get. The age limit for the tournament is 17, and I am 14, so completely safe. Whew!

Suddenly, Dumbledore stands up, "Now, now... Everyone if I may have your attention again?" What now?! Is there something else happening this year?! "By all means, I should have done this before our venerated guests arrived, but there were certain complications. Well, better late than never they say. This year, Hogwarts will be host to a foreign student, not from another recognized institution, but a home-schooled one from Japan."

I think it's safe to say that right now, the entirety of the Hall is rather curious about this Japanese fellow. I mean, just look at all of them frowning and leaning so forward, that they just might tip over.

"However, do not doubt his capabilities, as he has passed and received the second-highest marks in the history of the 'Mahō no Tekisei Kensa' or 'The Magic Aptitude Test', the Japanese equivalent of the N.E.W.T," Hermione's mouth has officially hit the ground ladies and gentlemen. The impossible has finally happened!

I gently lift her chin and close her mouth making her flush in embarrassment, causing Ron, Ginny, and Neville sitting near us to snigger. Hermione glared at them fiercely though her blush ruined the effect. Instead, all it did was make it harder for us to hold our laughter in.

"And now he has now come here to study for the actual N.E.W.T. He will be joining the seventh-year students. I request you to make sure that he feels welcomed and comfortable in our school. Please give a rousing welcome to Mr. Tetsuya Kuroko!"

Hermione and the Ravenclaws are practically vibrating with excitement. Well, in Hermione's case she is one step away from jumping up and down in glee. This Japanese fellow seems to have them just as excited, if not more, than the news about the Tournament. Even the Slytherins look curious. Even Malfoy! The rest of us common folk are just too gobsmacked to feel anything, heh.

Oh, the door just moved and there...is no one? Huh? Where is this fellow? Is he still running late? Even Dumbledore looks a bit frazzled. The hall has burst into confused murmurs. "Mr. Kuroko if you would please-"

"Albus? I do believe the boy is right in front of you." McGonagall said, looking confusedly at Dumbledore. Wow, that's an expression for the ages. Oh, where's Colin when you need him? But wait, I still don't see him. "Hey Hermione, can you see the guy?" She nodded negatively and was understandably confused.

"What do you mean Minerva? There is no one there in front of me. I haven't gone blind after-"

BANG!

Everyone jumped in their seats and turned towards the source of the sound. And there he was clear as day. Right in front of Dumbledore. Who looked positively startled and appeared to have suffered a mild heart attack. Bloody hell Colin! Where are you when you're needed?!

"I am...somewhat disappointed..." Hermoine sighed. I mean I get where she is coming from. The guy is average in every respect, not the least bit like you would expect an ace student to look like, and the only thing unique about him is his light blue hair. More importantly, why does he remind me of vanilla? "Yeah I get it," Ron replied. "He is very plain looking. Do you think that is the right guy? Doesn't look that bookish to me." "Appearances can be deceiving Ron," I say, "Let's wait till we see him in action." I mean, after what happened with Sirius, this saying has become my Bible of some sort.

It's almost as if my words were a pepper-up potion to Hermione because now she looks positively determined to get to know this bloke better. "Well...I thank you for that Mr. Kuroko," Dumbledore said shakily and cleared his throat. "Well, then please sit on that chair, and we'll let the sorting hat do its job." Kuroko nodded and promptly took a seat. I can see a few Durmstrang and Beuxbatons students frowning with a mix of confusion and curiosity. Well, who can blame them?

"I refuse." Woah! Talk about ice-cold! The first time we hear this guy speak, and it positively scares everyone. Heck, even Snape looks surprised. And that has visibly scared some of our more nervous first-years for sure. Damn, looks like that's all we will hear of that conversation, though I guess Kuroko over there isn't quite happy with whatever the hat just said.

Kuroko's POV

"You don't have to speak aloud Mr. Kuroko. You can merely think, and I will reply," the Hat reprimanded me.

"You honestly think, I am going to agree to your conditions? I wear those things for a reason you know?" I calm down a bit and reply mentally.

"I do, and your memories have told me as much. Nonetheless, I do not think that your peers and professors would appreciate the deception."

"I don't care, if you know why I wear them, then you know why I will not remove them no matter what."

"You do not think that the price is too high? They are your emotions after all."

"Considering how my life has been so far, no I don't think so. I have reliable friends who will have my back no matter what. I have a - you see where I am going with this?"

"Oh no no, why did you stop back there? Complete your monologue please, Mr. Kuroko please," the Hat said in what I imagine to be a smug voice. Tch, why did I have to let that slip out? It is something that I always wished I could change...but...

"This is why I want you to remove your magic suppressor and glamour and the other thing as well. You haven't really let go of the past Mr. Kuroko. And because of that-"

"You know how it is," I interrupted with a sad smile on my face, "If I do that...then it will just happen all over again. I was able to salvage my current relationships only because I had what I did. If I let go...it isn't always nice to be a free-flowing river. You can cause floods, you can dry up. Plenty of other things as well."

"While I won't deny what you just said, for it is what life is, you can get past them only if you flow ahead Mr. Kuroko. I truly hope, that in the future, you can do that. But my request remains. Deactivate them. Your minimal emotions have served you well so far. But, I believe it's time for a change."

"It wasn't meant for reactivation."

"You think I don't know that?"

"..."

"It's alright to be scared. You will be reborn, in a manner of speaking, after all."

"...I am taking you off."

I take off the hat and stand up from the chair, and look out at the audience in front of me. Hmph, their expressions of utter confusion and incredulity are highly amusing. Akashi-kun, no, Seijuro would surely be entertained. Then again, there might be a chance that he would be more annoyed than amused at the prospect of so many people staring at him.

"I apologize for this sudden interruption, Headmaster," I address to Dumbledore, "and to the rest of you as well. But please give me a moment. I have to do something. It won't take longer than a minute. In the meanwhile, I do believe that you should gather some elves as a cleaning squad Headmaster." I say and dash out of the hall while making sure to close the doors using some magic. Hah! Those expressions were priceless. Well then, looks like these people are in for a show.

Harry's POV

What. The. Bloody. Hell.

That guy is the absolute best thing that has happened to Hogwarts ever since I have been here!

He took off the Sorting Hat! Before he got sorted!

I bend over and desperately try to keep my laughter in. Fred and George some places way are in the same state as I am, while the rest of the Hall has simply become stone-still, their mouths agape. Only a few like Hermione can make coherent noises, I repeat, noises. Her mouth's just opening and closing while emitting some weird garbled noise, like some kind of toy.

Though I do wonder why he -

BOOM!

CRACK!

...The wall and door have meter-long cracks in them. A magical building. Was cracked by whatever the hell Kuroko just did. Violently.

...Is today some kind of magically cursed day no one knows about? What in the bloody hell's wrong with today?! And now Hermione's grabbed onto my arm as if it were the only thing keeping her alive.

"Dammit, Hermione you're going to turn my arm to paste if you-" The door opens and I look up. And just when I thought this day was done being weird.

"BLOODY. HELL."

Kuroko's POV

Wow. I had totally forgotten what my real face actually looked like. For that matter, I knew that I grew by a few centimeters by the end of high school...but how the hell did my real height change so much?! My face was decidedly different three years back yes...but my height was the same! 168 cm as a first-year and 170 as a third-year! How the hell am I...wait let me use that obscure spell Sensei taught me...181 cm?! 181?! That's like...5 feet and 11 inches!

You know what, I'll deal with this later. Right now, I need a mirror. I know I put one somewhere in my pocket...yep, got it. Now, "Kakudai! (Expand!)" I recite the incarnation and turn that small pocket mirror of mine into a full-body one. Hmm...not bad. Ah, who am I kidding? Ryota would be jealous and impressed, and then he would try to rope me into modeling along with him. Nope, that's not happening.

...Did I just call Ryota Kise by his first name? Huh, looks like the Hat wasn't wrong. I wonder what Momoi would think of me if she saw me like this. Heck, I really wanna see Daiki and Midorima's reaction! They always had the next best reactions to Kise. Seijuro would probably just smirk and then proceed to interrogate me about magic with his scissors. Woah, that sent a shiver through my whole body.

Well, time to go back into the hall and make jaws drop. 'This is gonna be good,' I say with a smirk on my face.

...So this is why those celebrities like wearing those expensive clothes huh?

Oh wait, I should temporarily alter my clothes a bit and reduce that mirror back to its original size.

And there, all done. Let's go shake some Britishers up.

Harry's POV

"BLOODY. HELL."

I blurted that out a lot louder than I wanted to because right now, Tetsuya Kuroko is looking my way, a full-blown grin on his face. I flush in embarrassment and promptly look away, which probably just made him laugh a bit more.

Hermione, Ginny...well let's just say every red-blooded female in this room has lost all brain capacity right now. Because I am pretty sure we have just seen the most handsome man to have ever graced this Earth, make the most dramatic entrance ever. And I say all that being a guy. It speaks volumes.

I know it's the same person because his hair and eyes are still the same color. But everything else is bizarrely different. That plain guy of average height and somewhat blank eyes is now gone and instead, stands in front of us a nearly six-foot-tall man, with a very angular but handsome face, and the physique of a pro-athlete. Well, I am guessing that last part. It's just the way he walks, that makes it look like he is some sort of pro-sportsman. His hair which at first covered his forehead entirely is now lifted up in a style that I only wish I could pull off. I think that goes for all the boys in this hall right now.

Hermione and Ginny are now beet-red and seconds away from screaming in pure...joy I guess? I mean all the other girls are not faring any better. Only some of the Slytherins purebloods have some composure left. "Headmaster," Kuroko started, "If you would please place the Hat on me again?" Dumbledore is far too shocked to reply and simply does as Kuroko asked.

I sincerely hope he does NOT go to Slytherin.

On second thought maybe he should. Those pricks need someone to give them a proper beatdown.

Kuroko's POV

"Now this is more like it! Ah, the answer is right before my eyes!" The Hat says in my mind, with pure glee.

"I am glad you like it," I chuckle mentally.

"But you have a choice now, Mr. Kuroko. Where do you want to go? You shall be here only for a year, so I shall give you some freedom in your choice. Your options are Gryffindor or Ravenclaw. I would have given you Hufflepuff, it is far too obvious, but it is clear you want to take the path less traveled. And in Slytherin, you would face far more adversity than you require."

"Yeah, no. Seijuro would have flourished there, but not me. Hmm... I do want knowledge, and houses are hardly a carrier for friendship. You have your answer then, don't you?"

"Indeed. I wish you luck Mr. Kuroko. May you succeed in your endeavors." I only smile in reply.

And the Hat shouted out, "RAVENCLAW!"

Here's to the future then.