Disclaimer: Not mine

I have come to a decision on Harry's Zanpakutō, he won't be gaining it in the traditional method or even how Ichigo got one.

Chapter 5

Shinji looked over as the teen began to stir, Ichigo was back in the training room, getting kicked around by Lisa. He wasn't worried about how long he'd slept; his body had needed the time to recover. Sleepy green eyes opened slowly, and he grinned at the kid. "Welcome back."

"Shinji?" Harry pushed up into a sitting position and Shinji steadied him. "What?" he looked around in confusion.

"Remember what happened yesterday?" he asked carefully, and the teen frowned, obviously trying.

"I threw up?" he asked, blushing slightly in shame.

"Hey, nothing embarrassing 'bout that, but yeah, ya did. You had some kinda fit after, Kisuke thinks their work has been detected," he explained and watched Harry press a hand to his scar which was still inflamed even after all the healing they'd done.

"Oh…"

"It usually that bad," he indicated the scar and Harry shrugged.

"It's always hurt if he's near. Last year he…the ritual used to give him a body needed my blood as his enemy. He can touch me now."

"He couldn't before?" that was interesting.

Harry shook his head, leaning back against the wall. "The Headmaster said it was my Mum's protection, that when she died to keep me safe it ensured he couldn't touch me. It's why I got dumped with my Aunt, it needed her blood to recharge and it protected them too. In first year…our defence teacher had Voldemort's head sticking out of the back of his own and…when he touched me he burned. He was trying to kill me so I…I grabbed on and didn't let go," he whispered, and Shinji hid a wince.

"How old were ya?"

"Eleven."

That was way too young to have to kill to protect yourself, poor kid. "Hungry?" he asked to change the subject and Harry nodded so he helped him up and to the kitchen where Shinji got him a bowl of cereal.

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Harry put his pen down and stretched before getting up and going to the window. He spotted Hedwig in the distance and smiled, opening the window for her. She carried two letters, one from Remus and Sirius and the second from…Luna. It was good to hear from her, he hadn't since that last letter hoping he had a good trip. Reading her letter, she and Orihime were definitely very alike.

He wrote her a letter, letting her know as obliquely as possible, in case the letter was intercepted, that he would like to keep in contact. Maybe one year she could come creature hunting in Japan. He'd decided he would hire tutors to get him through his OWL's at least, unsure if he wanted to take his NEWT's or just study whatever interested him while finishing up normal high school. He sent a Marauder coded one to Sirius and Remus, knowing better than to lie to them about what had happened, thankful there hadn't been a recurrence. He also hadn't had a session since, everyone wanting his body, magic and soul to be fully recovered.

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Harry hit the mat hard and lay there, groaning and Tatsuki laughed.

"Come on, try again," she ordered, and he rolled to his feet, getting into position again.

He knew the training was doing his body good, especially with having just finished the potions course, but that didn't mean it didn't hurt to get tossed around by her. They were just finishing up when Orihime walked in with a guy behind her and a bright smile.

"You aren't being too hard on Potter-san are you?" she asked her best friend.

"Not sure I'll be able to walk tomorrow, does that count?" Harry asked and Orihime laughed.

"Potter-san, this is Ishida-san, we go to school together."

"Nice to meet you," Harry offered his hand which Ishida shook.

"You are staying with Urahara?"

"For now," he agreed.

"Does that mean you're staying?" Orihime asked and he nodded.

"Yeah, I think I am."

"Will you be enrolling at our school then?" she asked, and he shook his head.

"Tutors probably, at least for a while." what else could he say without revealing magic?

"Oh, that's too bad. But we'll still see you around right?"

"Sure," Harry agreed. "I'll have to find my own place to live at some point but for now the Shōten works best." As long as the Soul fragment remained it was best he stay with people who could do something if anything happened and not powerless innocents.

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Uryū studied the foreign teen, curious that he was staying at the Shōten. He was definitely not a Shinigami, his Spirit Ribbon was not red, but it also wasn't normal. What was Urahara thinking, having a civilian stay at his store when the war could begin any day?

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Aizen leant back in his chair, curious. What was Urahara doing? The boy was training with the Visored, as expected, his friends scattered around the town. But there were strange occurrences that he hadn't foreseen. Urahara and Tessai were travelling to and from the warehouse where the Visored hid behind their barriers. They were impressive, he only knew the general area, not even he had been able to get passed the protections there, not without alerting them. He saw no reason to go that far, not at the moment. He'd seen and heard enough of Kurosaki, they would not sit the coming war out, no matter what they may say, plus they would want 'revenge'. How petty.

He paused the surveillance and smirked, so, this was the cause of the change. Who was he and how could he be of use to his plans?

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Sirius sat in his chair, staring up at the moon. Tomorrow it would be full, and he'd keep Moony company in the well reinforced basement. Tonight was for thinking about his godson. He'd be going crazier if the teen wasn't managing to send coded letters. He knew Harry wasn't telling them everything and he approved for security, but he wondered just what was being left out. It was good that he seemed to be making friends there, that he was enjoying himself.

He was looking forward to following him there one day. He'd been doing research with Remus' help and he was hopeful that the Japanese magical government would hear him out and clear his name. He doubted Britain would care but it would allow him to live openly with Harry and Remus. He also looked forward to meeting young Luna Lovegood one day, he'd known of her parents, but he'd never met them, there was an age gap between them.

The search for Harry wasn't letting up and he doubted it would, although once school began again it would remove some of those able to search. The Ministry might be glad Harry was gone, what with the way the papers were trying to destroy his reputation at the Ministers biding. He really hated that pompous fool. Who had actually voted for the idiot? Dumbledore and Voldemort would never give up looking for Harry, sooner or later he'd have to return to face them, he just hoped it would be on Harry's terms, not theirs.

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Harry headed back to the Shōten after a training session with Tatsuki. Between all of the physical activity, being able to fly when he had time, and the finished potions, he was feeling better physically than he could ever remember. Usually someone walked him back but today everyone was busy. It wasn't that long of a walk and he had his wand. So far, he hadn't had any trouble with Hollows or anything which was good. Hachi had started teaching him some of the beginner Kidō. They didn't use magic, but he was gaining a better understanding of his magic through the training as the two power sources came from deep inside him.

Harry hesitated, feeling the prickle on the back of his neck…he wasn't alone. He forced himself to keep walking, acting like nothing was wrong. He felt his wand heat up in its holster but…yeah, that was Reiatsu he was sensing. The one day he was alone, and there was no way that was a coincidence. Wonderful. Under his breath he began whispering the highest level Kidō he could control, he didn't want to take out half the street with something unstable after all.

"Too late," a bored sounding voice came from behind and Harry whirled, the last words forming but then his world went black.

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Ulquiorra looked down at the human boy at his feet. He didn't know why Aizen-sama had commanded his capture and he didn't care. He had been tasked with retrieving him, without alerting any of the Shinigami or their allies and so he had obeyed. He picked the limp body up and left the area, it was best to put some distance between them and the Shinigami base before opening a Gargantua.

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Kisuke frowned as one of his instruments briefly detected a high level of Hollow power and then it was gone. He checked it and froze before rushing from his lab, Benihime in hand. He stopped in the street and knelt down, picking up a familiar pair of glasses and then he heard the cries of an owl. He looked up and saw Hedwig, so he followed her to an empty park…where a Gargantua was just finishing closing. Aizen had taken Harry…it was his fault. He never should have brought the boy to Japan now. He should have watched and left him be unless it became a matter of life and death, at least until Aizen was dealt with. He looked at Hedwig and she landed on his shoulder, hooting sadly. "We will get him back," he promised. She hooted again and took off.

Kisuke followed her example, rushing not back to his store but to the warehouse. He would not be able to rescue Harry alone.

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They all leapt to their feet as Kisuke appeared at top speed.

"Kisuke?" Shinji demanded as his fellow ex-Captain caught his breath.

"Harry's been taken," he announced, and Shinji swore softly.

He was torn between offering to lead a rescue party and remaining behind their barriers. The boy wasn't one of them, he was human. And hadn't he once taken an oath to protect humans?

"We have to save him," Ichigo immediately said and Kisuke nodded. they both looked at the Visored.

Shinji looked at the others, watching Hiyori cross her arms and look away, the way Lisa wouldn't meet his eyes and he knew, they didn't want to take the risk. If they tipped their hand to soon…but, if Aizen had taken the kid, then he likely already knew they were here, at least their general area if not the exact warehouse. "I'm in," he said, getting surprised looks. "We let him come here, day after day. If he'd stayed in the Shōten, Aizen may have never noticed him. I'm not gonna leave him in Aizen's hands, we all know what he's capable of." He could tell his response had shamed them and slowly they began to nod in agreement.

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Aizen looked down at the boy Ulquiorra had faithfully delivered. So, what was it about him that interested Urahara? He was human, though his power was unstable for one, and higher, though not close to Kurosaki's.

Despite all his skill in illusions, not even Aizen saw the hidden wand holster attached to his captives arm, was unable to feel the warm magic given off by the phoenix feather within.

TBC….