Albus Dumbledore had a small headache. It didn't help that the situation made from what it seems to be a foreigner. It wasn't uncommon to see an accidental apparation happen to kids but to apparate from Japan to London is a bit much.

It also doesn't help went the child himself doesn't have any strong records in the magical nor the mundane. The Japanese magical community refuse to associate to the child as well, seeing that he carried the name Emiya with him. It seems that couldn't forget that their fear over their own dark lord. Many in that country magical government said nothing but curses on NOT to send him there.

If he doesn't have a record on anything, he isn't theirs. It doesn't help went said child's name is in the book of registration in the tower. That and the two government had an agreement that it would be to much paper work as well as a hassle just to send a no name kid back to somewhere he won't be welcome.

Damn international laws!

With a sigh and tired gaze, thinking on how he must handle the boy even if the book of records had his name on it, he apparate to the Leaky Cauldron. It usually quiet or at the very least, slow to count but what he is seeing right now are that of the most busiest it ever had. The place smell divine as many of the patrons were waiting for their next meal if the smell was any indicator.

It wasn't long after he found Tom and wave his hand, only for the owner of the place saw him and walked towards him. Slowly and carefully that is.

"Ah. Professor Dumbledore, glad to see that here. I apologize for the busy environment but Shirou was just finishing up an order. I'll go call him and tell him that you're here." said Tom.

"That is quite alright Tom. I'm sure we could discuss about everything else soon." said Dumbledore.

Of course Tom said that it wasn't much of a problem and as he guide the Headmaster of Hogwarts to an empty table for him to wait and went to the back where the kitchen located. Probably where the boy is. This cause Dumbledore to feel guilty over the man of the inn.

Lord Voldemort or in his true name, Tom Riddle hated his name so much that he curse Tom the owner to the point where neither magic nor potions work and he even get to the point over killing his family, wife and child. Just of having the same name.

And now with the curse gave a sickly body, widowed and childless with no heir towards to speak off for his rather successful establishment, he suffered. Somehow though, that the child who was called Shirou Emiya, help him in some way and thus he believed he would benefits it too.

Five minutes later, Tom return with a boy with red hair of unusual shade and golden brown eyes. Something that reminds him that of burn gold. As he arrived, Dumbledore introduce himself to the child.

"Hello there Shirou Emiya. I'm Professor Dumbledore, headmaster of Hogwarts. I heard much about you from Tom here."

The boy, Shirou Emiya, look at him a curious gaze. It was like he seeing the old man himself as if he was expecting something else. He would said something only if he didn't see how he eyes moved. It wasn't a curious gaze of any of his students nor the gaze where Tom Riddle had with everyone else as if they were below him.

No it was the eyes of a hunter. It was something no child should have, to fix this he merely faked a chuckle and said,

"Is there a problem, Mr. Emiya? It looks like you were expecting something else, weren't you."

"Ah! I'm sorry! It's just... you were different than what I thought you would be.", Shirou fluster. Dumbledore now see the eye of a child within the boy.

So he cast a wandless Legilimency on the boy just to see if he is handling a normal child or another Tom Riddle. It wasn't long as he only could see swords before the image change to a golden sheath and disappear after that.

A passive magic resistance. It was rare as it only appear from Aurors who faced with dark wizards on the daily or old yet powerful wizard and witches. This would be the first time he saw it in a child. How peculiar...

It wasn't until he set aside the idea he had in his head and pulled out some paper work for the two needed to do.

"Now, how about we help with something that could help you get into Hogwarts. I'm pretty sure that you have a private room for us to used Tom.", said Dumbledore as he could see the boy looked at the paperwork for his registration on the school and citizenship in the country. The Department of International Relation sure do love their paperwork.

The boy however saw the stack and just gave a look of defeat. Looks like he wasn't the only one hating paperwork.

...

Maybe getting Minerva would be a better choice.


"I believe that would be all young Shirou. If anything, that went smoothly than what I expected." said Dumbledore as he took the papers and place them into his pocket as they walked out of the private room before sitting at the same table before. Shirou wasn't surprised. The ability to place large object into small places is actually common even in his own world.

Hell! Even Rin has one and don't let him get started with Luvia. And pretty sure he knew that there is a game where such item exist as a mechanic. As of now, the paperwork was over and the adult need to talked about on how to handle his living arrangements. And as a matter of fact, Tom had the idea with him.

"If you will Professor, I could hold on to Shirou for the reminder of the time. I even be his backer so that he will not handle with second hand wands, robes and the like." said Tom toward Dumbledore while Shirou went back to the kitchen.

"You better Tom! The boy cook like a god damn House elf! We all be damn if something happen to him!", said a patron while the who was with him at his table yelled at him.

"Language! There's are children around here!", but it shown to be ineffective as everyone laughs.

Dumbledore couldn't help but laugh as well with the patrons as he knew this part of the conversation would come. While second hand object would show that it been used before, robes and books alike wouldn't be that much of a problem, wands would be the issue here. Second hand wands aren't terrible as they were cheap and sometime being well kept but most problem usually being in how was used.

There were time where the second hand wands have a faulty core, a broken tip and even fracture on the wood it was used, which led to spells sometimes being back fire or not at all work. Truly death would await them. If only the Ministry gave a little more allowance so that all orphan, be it muggle born or abandon magic children, could have at least a better wands.

After all, being a wizard is a walk with death.

He would sigh in relief seeing that the boy himself wouldn't be hit by whatever spell he may procured. He had come to like boy during there little session of signing and reading. And then, Tom told him about on what he knew about the boy. On how his family was killed in a fire. On how he had two curse scars on his body where his heart is, which of which were six centimeters long. The boy explain to Tom it was from the fire.

Dumbledore frown on the explanation of the story. One was the fact the boy had a curse scars from a curse fire. Second was the fact that the boy was a Emiya. He met one of the last Emiya after the blood purge that happened in Japan. He was a talented student in the past but his skill and unorthodox technic of capturing Death Eaters of the past as an Auror were... gruesome.

He wish that the boy wasn't the same. It wasn't after Tom complete his explanation that Shirou return with a tray of food.

"It may not be much but seeing that you stay here quite long over my situation, at least have a meal before you go." said Shirou.

The tray itself had a small platter of a few things. Like a simple pan seared steak, with sweet potato mash and some mixed salad and pumpkin juice. Top with a some bread as well. It would be rude to not accept it seeing that over stayed his welcome but Tom as well insisted.

With a tired smile, he took the meal as well said thank you towards him as he when and ate the meal.

He was an adult but if anyone knew him very well, they would tell that how much of a surprise his face had become over the food it self. That patron was right, he does cook like a house elf.


Iris Potter turn to look at the entrance of the Leaky Cauldron as Hagrid came around and open it up. She turn towards the half giant in a questioning look as she saw what seems to be an inn with many patrons in the bar side to the establishment.

"Hagrid, are we really able to buy the things I need here? I am very doubt that.", asked Iris as she look around the pub to search for... something. Of course Hagrid replied to Iris's question.

"O' course we will. This 's jus' the entranc' to where we be going."

And that is true. While others in the wizarding world could apparated or use the floo network, muggle Borns and their parents alike would used the inn as a gate way. As they walked towards the counter, Tom saw the gamekeeper and Iris coming his way.

"Ah, Hagrid. It's good to see you. Are you here for the usual?" asked Tom.

Hagrid raise his hand as a signed of no as he proceed to show Iris.

"Not today Tom. Had to tak' Iris here, out to get her scho'l stuff. Maybe later."

"By god, Iris Potter! Here in my inn! Welcome back miss Potter. Welcome back! Oh! How about a meal before you go shopping, Hagrid? The girl looks like she hasn't ate at all. Go sit at the table over there." said Tom after he shook Iris's hand and left to the kitchen. Hagrid wasn't able to refuse the offer and just take Iris along to the table. With the statement from the innkeeper before, many of the patrons came and greet with Iris Potter with praise and thanks with confusion on the girl part.

It was also there where Iris met one if her professor.

"I-iris p-Potter. It is n-nice to m-m-meet you. I'm Professor Q-quirrell.", said Professor Quirell as he shake her hand.

"That Iris is Professor Quirrell. He will teach yeh Defense Against the Dark Arts. Thoug' he will be a little... shaky." Hagrid whisper to Iris but Quirrell heard it and said it's not like she needs it and laugh at his own joke but stop as no one laughing and then left.

A few minutes later, Tom return with what it seems to be a rather large meal, to Iris at least, and they ate. For Iris, it wasn't like anything she ever tasted. Even when her aunt and uncle abused her and her cousin bullied her, her aunt at least gave her something to eat. It was a terrible ordeal for her but she power through.

During their little meal or big meal for Iris, she then asked Hagrid why those everyone in the pub knew about her.

Of course the gentle giant were reluctant on giving her an answer. But as she keep on pressing it, he cave and told her.

"Yeh parents was murdered Iris. A dark wizard came to kill'd yah when you a wee child. But yah defeat and destroy him."

Iris were shock on why everyone knew her. But what really shock her was for the fact that her parents were murdered. For what exactly that the... this... she doesn't even know the name of her family killer but she knew being angry wouldn't bring her parents back.

"Do you know this dark wizard's name, Hagrid?" asked Iris.

Hagrid nodded. "Aye. I knew it. 'veryone does but many are scared. Only powerful wizards like Dumbledore can say his name without precautions."

"Can you tell me his name? If you can't, maybe write it down for me."

"Can't spell for a dicky. Fine...*inaudible sound*"

"What??"

".. Voldemort.."

"Can you speak louder please."

"Fine, he name is Voldemort." said Hagrid while he flinch a little.

And now she knew who were her parents killer is. But what can she do? What she meant was what can she do now. She already get her supposed killer gone and avenged het parents but what else she can do...

Before she start creating a plan, she asked Hagrid once again about Voldemort. But she saw the huge man flinched at the name as he answer her question.

"He is Dark Lord, Iris. A real powerful one to boot. Knew many spells and curses that we normal folks don't. Only Dumbledore can face him with slight difficulty. And never say that name in the open Iris. The name is curse."

While Iris have no idea who is Dumbledore, but she now knew why everyone praise her. She defeated a strong Dark Wizard like in those comic that her cousin, Dudley, own and threw around as she finish with them.

Before she continue, Tom came in and asked a question,

"Is everything to your liking you two? Is there anything you wanted more?"

"It's a'right Tom. Everything was delicio'us. Please tell Shirou that as well."

"Of course, of course. The boy would be happy to hear that. Oh! Almost forgot, can you please escort him as well Hagrid. In the school shopping of course. He hasn't started it yet and I will say that he would forget that he have school."

Hagrid and Tom laughed at the innkeeper statement leaving Iris in a confuse state. Who is Shirou? Is he Tom's son? Why is his name sound so... foreign?

"O' course Tom. Why not brin' him her'e? It would be good if he has friend in his age, and who couldn't be than Iris." said Hagrid while Tom thought on the statement as he stop laughing.

"Why yes, that would be a splendid idea. I'll get him now." said Tom as he collected all of the dirty plate with a whip of his hand and when back to the kitchen.

Now it just Hagrid and Iris and Iris have questions that needed to be answer.

"Hagrid, who is Shirou?" asked Iris.

"He the one make the food, Iris. Aye believ' he is in your age but he always fel' matured that boy." said Hagrid. While Hagrid took what many would thought as his thinking face, Iris took this opportunity and wonder...

Does the wizarding world have any child labor laws.

It wasn't after a while Tom return with a boy around her age with an unusual shade of red she ever saw and gold- bronze eyes. What he wore was something of a butler suit.

"Ah Shirou. It's go'd to see yeh. What's with the butler suit on yah?" Hagrid greeted with a question . Shirou however just chuckle and gave straight point answer with eyes showing a joke about to come.

"Mrs. Bottersworth thought it would be nice to see me in a butler suit and transfigurated my clothes. Again."

Of course both Tom and Hagrid laugh at the boy predicament. It wasn't long after the boy was introduced into the wizarding world that he became a little famous for the any older women like mothers and the likes. If anything, he would be the perfect son. But at last it wasn't fair.

After that short joke that the two men understood stop laughing and turn back to the original discussion.

"Shirou, meet Iris Potter. I do hope both of you would be good friends." said Tom to Shirou. Shirou took a look to the young girl with black hair and green eyes. She wore clothes bigger than her body supposed too and had a broken circular glasses.

Apart from what he saw from the girl, there were signs of abuse and what it seems to be lack of nutrients with how pale her skin is as well how skinny it was.

As for Iris, apart from the obvious appearance he have, the hair and eyes, the clothing that Hagrid laughed at was like a butler outfit.

'Was he a butler or something? 'was her question to herself and as if Shirou could read her mind, he explained that it was an absurd change of wardrobe made by a customer.

And now she wonders if the wizarding world have any child labor laws.

Of course Shirou took the opportunity to introduce himself better to the girl.

"As Tom said, my name is Shirou Emiya. I do hope we can friends miss Potter." said Shirou with his hand out for a shake. Iris look at it and took it while giving her own shake. She never had a friend before. Anyone who tried to befriended her was chase away by her cousin Dudley as an act of bullying. If she doesn't have any self control she would hug the red hair boy by now but seeing she does, she just smiled.

"I'm glad to meet you too Shirou. Then let's be friends." said Iris with a smile and giggle. If he was his younger self, he would protect her from everything but even when he grew up and out of the phase, who he was as person and as a magus, he would educate her in his best trial.

After all, apart from Mage Association and Rin, Shirou Emiya is fundamentally a sword. If he must, than Iris Potter will wield him as such if she needed too.


To some like to be confuse by things I writes, forgive me if make it ,boring in some point in time, I do hope that this chapter is to your liking.

Another part I want to act upon, didn't Avalon still with Shirou till his late Twenties? If so seeing that Shirou is still twenty three at best it didn't put my idea of Avalon into the story.

And yes I do emphasize on the fact that he is a sword. So what, he's a sword incarnate! I need plots and this is the best I can describe him as such! And he is a functioning adult who saw his ideals flawed by a certain Archer but turn it against him with a new but still the same ideal but with a different goal.

By the way, I own nothing.