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Author's Note: Man…I love crossover…I like this other HP Naruto cross: Magic no Jutsu, in Naruto section. Forget who was the writer though. And although it is Itachi as the main character I love it (I even think it makes it funnier and livelier). You guys should check this fic too; too bad it hasn't finished yet (just like mine hasn't finished yet  )

Chapter Three

Ashura

Harry or rather Ashura was busy observing his reflection on the mirror. It wasn't different than his human form as a demon, just that his face looked younger. No doubt it was because he was reincarnated. He now had all of his memories from his precious life. And what a memory it was…

Yes, he reincarnated. But not because he died. He was bored and thought that maybe life as human would be interesting. He tried to have a 'normal' life, so he decided to be away from the world of shinobis. How could he knew that he was ended in a world as crazy as his world? Not to add he became famous here for deflecting the killing curse. Now he knew that it wasn't because of his human mother's love but rather of his demon power.

He chuckled silently. So much for wanting a normal life… The good thing (and maybe the only thing) that he got from reincarnating was that he got a new power called magic. Magic was different than chakra and he would have fun learning about it with his newfound… or rather his buried knowledge. He himself sealed his own memory and full power until his reincarnation reached the age of 16 (so he could have a chance to live as normally as possible) which would be only a few days off. He was impatient waiting for it.

These events led him to a change of decision: that he would not go back to Dursleys anymore, but he needed to take all of his belongings first. Tomorrow morning he would check his inheritance and hopefully get a warded house where none knew about. Harry went back to his sleep with a content smile on his face as he thought about wizarding society's reaction that their supposed to be their saviour turned out to be a demon. (AN: Basically HarryAshura, while Naruto Kyuubi/Hikaru. Because of that after he received his memory of the previous life his behaviour was changed back to the original with some slight change. The dominant memory was that of Ashura)

The next morning Harry was sitting across Brundell roaming through the documents. His choices were that of mansion in America, France, or Japan. He decided the Japan in the end since that was the land where ninjas came from in this world and he heard from rumour that there were still some demons there. He wanted to have a good fight and Japan seemed to be a trouble magnet. He went to the vault no.15 and 17 for some time this time to search for enchanted sword or other weapon.

Harry gazed at the list in his hand. There were some that caught his attention. The first was the twin katana; those 2 swords could create wind attack. They each had a red stone in the hilts that would amplify the wind power when the holder poured magic on them. Second was a pair of dragon tooth necklaces, one that he would give to his brother (AN: for the ones who still don't know his brother was Kyuubi). The necklaces increased endurance and strength, not that they needed them with their enormous stamina and chakra, but it wouldn't hurt to have them, beside the necklaces could also lessen poison effect and it was well-crafted. Harry decided to bring some more things from the vaults in the end. He took the twin katana and strapped in along his waist while he deposited the others in his trunks.

He was heading to Olivander Wand Maker afterwards and entered the store without sound. The young wizard scanned the store with his senses and found the one he was looking for in the back room. He walked in and passed many box wands in the shelves, but paid no heed. He found him crafting a wood probably for a new wand.

"Mr. Olivander," Harry called not to loud but nonetheless still made the old man jumped in surprise.

He observed him with his squinted eyes. "May I help you, sir…"

"Will Turner" Harry gave him his fake identity.

"Mr. Turner then," he stood from his seat and watched him in interest. Obviously it wasn't everyday someone walked in without him knowing.

The wand maker stared at the silver haired young man before him. He was a tall stranger and had a veela like face. But he felt that he has known him somewhere…(AN: Let's just say that he could see people magical signature. Harry's magical signature was different now because it was tampered by Ashura's power, but there are still some similarities since chakra and magic are different—at least they are different in this fic). He just couldn't put his finger where, when, and who. He didn't remember any man named Turner before or maybe his memory already screwed. Realizing that he was staring, he quickly asked once more, "May I help you, Mr. Turner?"

"I'd like to purchase a wand," he answered curtly.

Olivander raised an eyebrow at this. The wizard looked old enough to be a first year. "Don't you have a wand?" he asked with a tint of curiosity.

"Yes, but it was unusable after an accident," Harry thought about a certain battle in his fourth year. Indeed it was unusable against Voldemort's wand.

The old man was quiet. "Do you bring it?"

Harry shook his head. "No, I don't," he lied smoothly. Hey, it was a white lie, he did left his wand in his robe and concealed the wand so he couldn't see or feel it.

"Allright then, let us measure you first then searched for your wand. Did you got your wand here?" Harry shook his head. His eyes were betraying nothing. "Do you know your core and the wood?"

"I didn't ask," Harry replied easily.

"It would be not easy then…" the tape measure started to move itself. Harry wondered what was the relation of this measuring thing with searching for a wand.

"Actually I want a custom wand," Harry told him. "I don't feel any connection at all with the wands here. Well there are some actually, but they will not respond like I want to."

The old man gaped inwardly. This young man could feel the connection? Even he couldn't do it. All he could do was to predict which wand suited the best. "And what would you like the core to be? Phoenix's feather? Dragon's heartstring? Or Unicorn's hair? But I warn you first that even if I made it there is no guarantee the wand will respond to you," he said after a long thought.

"I won't use them." Harry loosened the string that tied his hair. He plucked a strand of his hair and gave it to him. Olivander accepted it silently. Obviously he was confused by such request when he stared from him to his hair back and forth. He stiffened when he could feel magical aura and power there (AN: more like chakra, but what he doesn't know won't hurt him ).

"Yes, yes…" he contemplated. "It will surely respond to you. But what are you? You looked perfectly like human…"

"I am," 'Will' said with a secretive smile. "I don't care with the wood, but I want the core and the wood match perfectly. I don't care about how much the cost. When will it is ready?"

"Usually a day per wand as long as I have the components, but I've never work with this kind of core before, so I'm not sure," he said curtly. He tapped his chin as if thinking about something. Olivander liked a challenge and it seemed that he was facing it now. "Come back in a week. I promised that I will have finished it at the time," he said rather cheerfully which made Harry arched an eyebrow. Olivander just looked like a kid who gets candy from early Christmas.

"Fine then." He gave a nod and walked out of the store, but nor before saying, "I don't want anyone know that I come here". Harry adjusted his hood to cover his face and slipped to Knockturn Alley, he was determined to get rid of the underage detector. He was sure that there was a way for it here.

Since he knew that searching every place blindly was a stupid thing to do he went to get information. He entered 'Borgin and Burkes' (AN: did I spell it right?) the bookstore he was in when he got into the floo accident in his 2nd year.

A creepy black haired old man walked to him, but Harry was unfazed at all. "Something I can help you, sir?" he didn't ask his name. Afterall working in such dark alley like this proving that name wasn't important, just money.

"Some books about rune magic and a way to get rid of the underage magic detector."

"Underage detector?" Harry still covered by his hood nodded. "I know a way, but it will cost you some money…" he trailed off.

"How much?"

"25 galleons"

"If I have another wand, does the detector can detect the underage magic from it?"

"Another wand?" this peaked his curiosity but he wisely kept quiet. Afterall many dark wizards had second wand. "No, the detector is applied to you not your wands, so there won't be any problem" Borgin said.

"I accept the offer." Borgin motioned him to follow. They entered a plain room with only 2 chairs and a table on it. He made a diagram in the floor with black charcoal as Harry watched him worked.

"Stand in the center. This will get rid of the detector from you. It will be finished in 5 minutes." Harry walked to the center. He could easily ripped the old man if he did something suspicious.

Borgin chanted in latin as the diagram glowed green. Harry felt like a chain being lift from him in the process. Minutes later he found himself enjoying his freedom when the old man asked him to cast a spell. Harry chose the levitation charm. No letter directed at him and he grinned. They went back to the front where he bought rune magic books, some which were considered dark. He paid 34 galleons then got out of the store. He wandered aimlessly in the alley before deciding that he would go back to the Dursleys when he heard loud noise came from the Diagon Alley direction with his keen ears.

He didn't expect to see a battlefield when he arrived. People were scattering everywhere and bodies sprawled in the street. There are 44 death eaters, he counted, and 23 aurors. The favour went to the death eaters. He sighed exasperatedly. Of all days those Voldemort's lackeys choose to attack it was the day he was there. It sucked.

He turned to his left planning to get out of the mess when he heard a boy's cry. The kid was probably only ten or eleven; his mother was protecting him. This brought him to the memory when he was one year old where his mother sacrificed herself for him. His eyes narrowed when 2 death eaters moved toward them with a chuckle. The woman and her kid ran but he knew that it was useless. He just wondered why she didn't take out her wand, but the muggle clothes confirmed everything. The kid was probably a muggleborn and his mother was a muggle and they must be shopping for Hogwarts.

He quickly sprang into action. He ran toward them with his human strength (but it was still fast) as not to make anyone suspicious of him. He cursed the robe he was wearing because it hindered his movement a little. He appeared behind one of the death eaters and hit him in his neck rendering him unconscious. His comrade apparently heard the sound because he turned to him.

Harry, still with his face covered by the hood said, "Go to somewhere safe." The family sent him a grateful look and ran. He wondered whether they would reconsider going to Hogwarts because of this.

"Well, well… someone who want to show off? You're wrong in choosing your opponent," the masked man snarled, but Harry didn't say anything. This made the man mad and sent him curse after curse, which were easily dodged by him. Harry didn't even need to use his fox's eyes to see them. He jumped a good 10 feet to the air and landed in front of the man shocking him. The demon reincarnated punched him in his face while trying to control his strength to a little success from the cracking sound he heard, effectively throwing him 16 meters unto the air before landing on the ground. The body wasn't moving, but didn't die.

Harry almost retreated from the battle when the remaining death eaters noticed him. He groaned inwardly, this was really not his day. He wondered what happened to the aurors. Sprawled in the ground, screaming because of hit by cruciatus curse, and 5 guys still fought. Meanwhile the death eaters number was reduced into 25 people, 10 that fighting with the aurors and 15 that were looking at him. Today he just wanted to have a relaxing day, but it seemed that he would not get his wish. He wasn't in the mood of fighting for God's sake.

The death eaters approached him slowly. Even with their masks on, he could feel that they were grinning maliciously inside. Why of why 3/5 of them choose to fight one man and not helping their comrades against the aurors? Well, they're DEs and human, even if he reincarnated as a human, he would never unserstood them fully, especially since his memory returned. Harry decided not to use his wand. He didn't know if they could track the magical signature from the spell, but he didn't want to give it a chance. When they cast their spells he dodged them while running towards them in an astounding speed. He could smell their fears and somehow it triggered a thrill inside of him.

Not until a minute later the last of the Voldemort's followers was down. The 5 aurors and 10 death eaters halted from their fight. They were gaping at the sight of it.

"Man… These guys are pathetic." He muttered softly. "No physical ability at all and I barely using my strength," he snickered. The apparate sounds soon filled the ground. Harry groaned, "Great! Now what?" the sarcasm was easily noted from his tone.

Much to the death eaters' dread and aurors' delight (and Harry's horror because he would rather fight against a horde of rampage hypogriffs than meet 'them') some of the order of the phoenix members were come to aid the ministry. Harry wisely retreated from the fight, but stopped by Moody.

"Don't go anywhere, mister. We haven't finished with you," he warned as he pointed his wand to the hooded person he deemed suspicious.

Harry scowled while thanking the God out there in his mind that his voice was different from his previous too. "I'm pretty sure that we have nothing to begin with so there is nothing to be finished between us. And in case you don't know I helped the aurors kicking those bastard' asses. So pardon me, because I'm busy and would like to go." Harry easily leaped to one of the shops' roof (6 meters from the ground) and leaved a bunch of shocked people.

Before he could jump to other shop's roof Mad Eyes Moody out of his instinct sent a reducto spell to him. This was completely unexpected by Harry whose eyes widened an inch when he sensed the spell. He dodged in the last second but his hood was thrown into shreds as the spell grassed on it. Harry cursed. Now they saw his unique silver coloured hair. No doubt that after this all would search for a silver haired guy. He wasted no time to get out of the scene leaving the order to deal with the death eaters.

TBC…….

Basically Knockturn Alley is a place where law can't reach people inside, so the old man who was a Borgin doesn't have any worry even if Harry is an auror. This is my answer for those who were puzzled why he seemed to give off information easily to a stranger like Harry.

In what chapter will I send Harry to Naruto's world? Saa na, I myself still don't know. I'm currently planning on what event (in Naruto's episode) Harry will drop in and I come up with a few plans, but I still don't know what to choose. I can only say 'be patient, please'

Undoubtedly that the order and ministry will search the silver haired guy all over England. How will Harry deal with this? Just check out the next chapter.

Why Ashura sealed his memories and power? Well, he decided to have a fun with having 'normal' life, so his memory will only block him from achieving the normalness. He thought that 16 years was long enough for him to have it before he goes back to his own world. Who knows that it landed him on deep shit.

The wizard world  shinobi world

Send me review and I'll update. Jya ne 

Reply:

Dragonmage8: How about my 2nd chapter. It is longer, isn't it? Although this chapter is shorter than before, but I hope you'll like it. And you said 'hints'? I thought that I have blabbed too much on the 1st chapter…Tehehe… And about the 'new' thing, I tried to make it different than others, though some of my other fics or merely fanfiction ideas have similarities with others. Thank you very much and stay tuned to my story!

Hikaru of Dreams: thank you

Hunter Hatake: Well? What do you think of this chapter? The action here isn't too mild though.

Lipek: thanks.

Red Dragons Order: You like this fic better? Why? Is it because Harry as the main character? I know and have read your fics about Harry Potter. It is good, although I've never give you a review. Back at that time I was an anonymous reader only.

Yum2: Yeah, a fast change won't be good. I like detailed story and that's why I make it like that. Oh, he has found the way, afterall you don't think that he'll let himself reincarnated in different world without thinking about it, do you?

Sorry guys because I haven't answered the other reviews. I have no time to do that, and I haven't copy them to my disk, so I forget all your questions there. Hope you'll like it.

PS: Someone interested to become a beta for this story? Let me know!