Chapter 12: November release & Home Care/ Megamo Saikou 2

Disclaimer: I don't own anything to do with harry potter or Yandere simulator.

Hey lovelies

I've been having issues with onedrive lately so I couldn't down load the chapter documents I needed for the last two chapters. But don't worry I've got it covered.

Any ways who would you like to see in the next chapter, let me know in the review section, the choices are:

1). Mido

2). Hanako

3). Oko

4). Aso

5). Other- if so tell me why and who

6). Yakuza

As per usual read, review and enjoy.

Love Snow

ps. to whoever told me that I should have warned you that this looked like a slice of life story, if you don't like it well I'm sorry but if you want constant violence and sex well you'll have to wait until later chapters, seeing as I'm going to treat this like an otome game and do side story's indicating different routes if I get the time.

Wisteria's POV:

It had been nearly a month before I had become healthy enough to even be considered ready to be sent home, I was thankful of that after a few days, simply because I didn't have to eat hospital food anymore thanks to Amao and Mrs Najimi bringing me proper food for to eat.

I still wondered what Snape was up to and if he had a job yet, but my anxiety was quickly over ridden at the excitement and hope that came with the possibility of going home, the idea of sleeping in my own bed again warmed my heart as well as tending to Walter (the enormous pumpkin) along with the rest of my garden, the house elves who looked after me so well, heck I even miss going to school in the morning, but the boys have been good to me, Osoro's been keeping up with the tutoring even if it's with me in my hospital room, Osano has been excellent by bringing me copies of his notes and home work for me to do, Amao has brought me food to save me from the hospital slop.

However, I still can't help but worry at what Snape has done to my home, or if my poor little elves have had nervous breakdowns because of him, what about my garden? He'd better not have touched my pumpkin, or I'll kill him! I thought irritably as I looked out of the window, waiting for any news on the doctor's decision, by now the leaves on the trees had gone from green to gold, then to orange with the autumn, and like a form of snow they'd began to fall from the trees in the breeze.

I sighed for what it seemed to be the thousandth time, as I went back from looking out the window back to the book in my lap, the illustrated mum, another one by Jaqueline Wilson, picking it up I continued to read it, if only to take my mind off of the situation at hand.

Time skip 2 hours:

A soft knocking echoed through the room, bringing me back from the world of the story to reality, looking up I see Doctor Freebrid coming in.

"Well, Wisteria, it looks like you might be able to go home after all, we just have to weigh you, and figure out a plan to maintain your progress along with other factors" he said smiling, as he helped me walk towards Doctor Cunningham's consulting room, I was on crutches seeing as my legs had become weak from being malnourished and from being confined to a wheel chair for the duration of my stay here in the hospital but now I was hopefully going to be released I wanted to be on my feet more, so I was given a set of crutches and was taught how to use them.

No One's POV:

It was a little while before Wisteria and Doctor Freebird reached the consulting room, where they were greeted by a rather irritated looking Doctor Cunningham, and a rather odd-looking computer in the corner of the room.

"Wisteria I hope you're happy, you've gained at least four pounds being here, but I will recommend that you see me at least once every two weeks to make sure you're following your treatment plan as well as gaining the necessary weight you need to be in the clear" said Doctor Cunningham looking up from his notes.

Wisteria was speechless, did this mean that she got to go home? She didn't know what to think, all she could do was sit on one of the leather sofas and smile dreamily at the thought of being back in her own bed and tending to her garden as well as going back to school.

"I would recommend you have someone look after you or at least come in and check on you from time to time, although judging from the number of visitors you've had you have a solid support system in place" continued Doctor Cunningham as he went to print out Wisteria's treatment plan.

"I have a lodger and a neighbour who happens to be the mother of my best friend, she can help with anything personal, I'm not truly alone really" said Wisteria, matter of factly.

"Well I'd still like to see you once every two weeks to be on the safe side" said the doctor calmly.

It didn't take long for Wisteria to pack up her possessions (a selection of nighties, her slippers and some other articles of clothing, her wash bag, books and school work) and make her way to the reception to fill out the necessary forms and get going.

Little did she know that Megamo had made arrangements for Wisteria to be taken home in a luxury cab (he thought that she could use a little bit of spoiling after all of the unpleasantness), the ride was smooth and quiet, and the cab was warm and toastie inside just like Doctor Cunningham had ordered, however worry began to rise and swirl around her head as she wondered what state her home would be in when she returned.

She originally feared that there wouldn't be anything left, either because professor Snape had either burned it down or blew it sky high, but as soon as the cab turned the corner towards her street she saw the high black tiled roof drawing ever closer she breathed a small sigh of relief, before tensing up again at the fear of the mess she would return to, she started to think about muddy shoe prints, dirt ground into her carpets, mountains of dirty dishes and laundry, then there was her garden did someone water her plants and what about Walter (her pumpkin). By the time the cab came to a halt Wisteria was close to becoming a quivering wreak.

"Miss, here's your stop" said the cabbie as he got out of the driver's seat and opened the door closest to Wisteria, snapping her out of her train of thought in the process.

"Oh, uh, yeah, thank you... how much do I owe you?" Said Wisteria in a tired voice.

"Oh, don't worry your friend was very insistent that he pays for your journey home, he also left firm instructions that I'm to carry your bags in and make sure, you're safe and stress free" the cabbie said smiling as he proceeded to carry Wisterias bag to the door, as she fished her key out of her pocket and unlocked it.

To her delight, Wisteria found the place spick and span, she sighed and instructed the cabbie to leave her cases in the hall so she could deal with them later, after she heard the cabbie leave, she finished inspecting the ground floor of her home for any misdemeanours in the cleanliness.

In the living room she found everything as she left it with the only exception being a fire crackling away merrily in the fire place, after that she ventured into the laundry room to see that everything was either in the washing machine, ironed and neatly stacked or hanging on one of the airers, the only exception was a basket of shapeless, potion stained robes causing Wisteria to roll her eyes and wonder if Snape knew how to do laundry, but whoever was in charge wasn't doing his robes.

Following that she ventured into the kitchen only to be greeted with a lovely yet familiar smell, walking into the centre of the room Wisteria quickly looked around, everything was in its place, clean and put away, the only thing in her line of view was a cooking pot on a lit stove.

Wisteria's POV:

I approached the cooking pot and lifted the lid to be greeted by the aroma of my favourite fish stew, Morgy broth a Cornish delight that I'd had on the only holiday that the Dursleys ever took me on, it was the cheapest thing on the menu so they let me have it, I fell in love with it after the very first spoonful.

"MISSY HOME! MISSY HOME! MISSY HOME!" Came an exited group of high pitched cries from the hall doorway, I looked up to see my little house elves running to me and surrounding me.

"Okay guys, why don't you settle down and tell me what's been going on then?" I asked smiling at them.

"Greasy Batman has Job at Missy's School" reported Shell, giving me a surprise right off the bat, especially since I got the vibe that Snape hated teaching with a passion.

"Neighbour Lady come in and clean, she nice lady" said Mist happily.

"Cook boy made broth for you missy" Bobbin chipped in loudly.

"Loud drama Boy keep bringing flowers, we run out of pots" Added Folly causing me to laugh hard.

"Angry blond boy, really sad takes care of Walter, tells troubles to Walter he did" exclaimed Poppy, leading me to wonder who she was talking about.

After a few moments of uncomfortable silence, the elves gave me some flowers from the garden and told me that they'd missed me, and went back to their jobs. I on the other hand, went and got a ladle, scooped some of the morgy broth into a bowl and just as I was about to sit down and eat, a loud pounding echoed from my door.

"What now! Can't I sit and eat?" I groaned as I got up and went to open the door and give whoever was on the other side an earful for interrupting my meal.

As I opened the door two boys fell in face first onto the welcome mat, Osano and Megamo looked up at me as I glared down at them.

"Welcome back Wis!" They both exclaimed excitedly, causing me to sigh and smile wearily.

"Okay, I'll put the kettle on, so we can have a pot of tea while we have lunch, since I've got it on the table " I said reluctantly, but seeing as I knew they would bugger off as soon as they'd eaten, so I let them in.

Once I'd shut the door, I went back into the kitchen to see Osano retrieving bowls and cutlery for himself and Megamo and set them up at the rectangular table, opposite each other.

We ate in an awkward silence with me mainly focusing on my food only to occasionally look up and see Osano and Megamo glaring at each other, thinking it was just a macho pissing contest I shrug and get back to eating my broth, not particularly concerned about what was happening. Once we had finished and the dishes had been cleared I decided that we ought to have some tea and try to have a chat before I settled down for the rest of the day.

That was until I heard a phone go off, I knew it wasn't mine since I didn't have a cell phone, however both Osano and Megamo did possess one, Osano checked his then promptly put it away, showing me that it wasn't his phone going off, however Megamo had gone ghostly white as he stared at the screen of an expensive smart phone, it seemed whoever had phoned him was familiar to him, and he wasn't going to like this conversation, it wasn't until a couple of seconds later I knew why, the person on the other end was his father.

Mr Saikou's POV:

I was furious at my son for hiring and paying for some gold diggers taxi ride home. Oh and I made it known, I decided to phone him and let him know I'm coming for him, he should be ashamed, he caused me to leave work just to discipline him for this. He's also forgotten that there is a gps tracker in his phone, if I catch him with that conniving little madam I shall have words with her as well.

I called my driver over and got into the car and told him to follow the directions on the gps, right into the heart of Kyoto's suburbia, towards a street of old houses and to one vary familiar one, to me at least, I suddenly realised is was the old Potter residence, so many years had passed since I had been a welcomed guest in there, Lilly's cooking and James's antics, so much laugter and warmth. Why did we grow older and lose our sense of fun?

I sighed heavily as I turned back my memories to nearly twenty years ago, I still don't know why they suddenly stopped communicating with me, at first, I told myself they were busy but as the years rolled by and still no news came through I began to assume they had forgotten about me, and so I decided to forget about them, especially about her, I moved on, built my business and got married, had my son, but even now I still think about them, and my little goddaughter, whom I've never met since her christening since I was elected to be one of her godfathers, and now after all these years it's my sons turn to go through the pain that I went through, but perhaps I can at least prevent that pain or lessen it.

I was pulled out of my thoughts when the car came to a stop in front of the house, it had changed so much, both with time and some essensial modernisations, I felt terrified to walked down the old tiled path to the porch, gathering my courage I rubbed the dragons head for luck before using the knocker to announce my presence, only to be greeted by a young man with tangerine orange hair.

"Can I help you?" Was all he could say before a loud thump emanated from what I remembered as the kitchen. Before I could say anything the boy ran back inside.

"Dammit Wis! can't you keep the cookie jar on a lower shelf?!" He yelled, unaware of me following him.

As we entered the kitchen I noticed that it hadn't changed much, bar a much-needed refurbishment and the addition of modern conveniences, and on the floor, was Megamo lying flat on his back with a rather skinny, white haired girl his age, sitting on his chest, clinging onto a large ceramic jar, both of them laughing.

The orange haired boy took the jar from them and placed it on the table, and then extended both hands to help her up, once she was on her feet, Megamo got back up onto his feet and dusted himself off.

"If I followed your advice I'd have no biscuits left, with all of you boys constantly in and out" She said laughing once again. However, I drew their attention once again by letting out a stern cough causing them to go ghost-quiet and stare at me with apprehension.

" I see you're having fun Megamo, I also see that this is the young lady you paid the taxi for, care to introduce us?" I inquired trying to keep my voice as neutral as possible.

"Oh uh, father this is my friend Wisteria Potter, and her neighbour Osano Najimi" Megamo stated confidently, not knowing about the emotions stirring up around me like a storm in the ocean.

That was when I was greeted with my first proper sight of her visage, Wisteria herself, was quite young, and looked younger than my son, which made me feel distinctly uncomfortable, however her face carried the expression of an aged samurai (Tired and temperamental), perhaps there was a little too much wisdom in her cold dark blue eyes, her features were also quite different to other girls, instead of chubby cheeks and a round button nose, she had more sharply chiselled features along with an attractive slender neck, her general build was quite fragile yet athletic, over all she looked quite aristocratic and noble, I could see why a lot of other women would be jealous of her.

No one's POV:

The situation seemed so surreal for both Wisteria and Mr Saikou mainly because for them it was a bond that was long buried had now began to resurface after so many years, Wisteria had no idea what bond it was but she could tell it was important, Mr Saikou on the other hand knew what it was, his bond as a god parent to his goddaughter, a bond he had long since buried out of pain and loathing.

"would your parents be called Lily and James by any chance?" Asked Mr Saikou, making sure that he was careful in his wording.

"Yes, they were my parents, and you're the infamous Daizo Saikou my mother mentioned in her journals and pen friend letters?" Wisteria inquired after answering Mr Saikou's question, walking out into the hallway towards a small sideboard that held an equally small cabinet.

Sighing deeply Wisteria opened the cabinet, only to reveal a small memorial altar with photos of her parents on one shelf, black candles on another and on the bottom shelf a vase with white roses and red spider lilies in it.

"I know it's a big no-no for these flowers to be on an altar but white roses are traditional for Father's Day, when the father had passed away white roses where put on display, and the red spider lilies simply fit my mother, with her gorgeous red hair" Wisteria began to say before a small lump formed in her throat.

"I know, and I don't blame you for choosing those flowers" Mr Saikou said softly placing a hand on her shoulder causing Wisteria to look back at him.

"Why don't we take this somewhere quiet so I can explain things to you" he continued giving her a strained yet warm smile.

"Well we can use my study seeing as it's off limits to everyone else" Wisteria said calmly, turning to walk up the stairs with Mr Saikou in toe.

Within a couple of moments, they were in a relatively large room with floor to ceiling bookshelves lining the walls, a globe in one corner, a large fire place on the west wall, with two leather chairs, a glass coffee table and a matching sofa in front of it, along with a desk at the north side of the room, the room looked like more like a gentlemen's study than a lady's lounge, while it was cosy and appealing, the atmosphere was very business-like, and gone was the innocent school girl act, replaced by a competent and capable business unlikely to be swayed by emotions, experienced business man that he was, Mr Saikou felt somewhat over awed.

"Okay, let's sit down and discuss exactly what it is that you want from me" Said Wisteria in a slightly exasperated tone.

" I suppose you don't know this but I was a friend of your mother, I also attended both your parents wedding and your christening too, they also honoured me by making me to be your godfather and guardian should anything happen to them" He explained gently, much to Wisterias shock.

Hey Lovelies

How do you like the cliff hanger?

Let me know in the reviews along with who should be next in the boys to be introduced.

Love Snow.