AN: This is more of a… prompt oneshot? Don't expect this to be updated regularly, or even at all. If you were by some cosmic lottery inspired by this… pitiful excuse of literature, then please share it with us in the reviews, or at least, PM me. No, seriously, I think this story has it all, from unorganized thoughts and bad naming sense to lack of character. Trying to resolve the last issue, though I'm not quite sure I've succeeded… Probably not, in all honesty.

When I mention anything about abuse, trauma aftereffects, religion or other such sensitive topics, do not trust anything I say. I am NOT a professional, everything is for entertainment purposes and is entirely fictional. Forgive me if I get it wrong. But if you can, bear it and continue. If you can't, just stop reading. I apologize in advance.

Text: There are plenty of different kinds of Magic. (Italics and Underlined sentences are text written down.)

Ddraig:[Careful, Partner.](Ddraig speaks mentally in these symbols.)

Ddraig: [White one.] (Ddraig speaks in these symbols.)

The Trinity Of Chaotic Good

Prologue: Formation of the Trinity

POV (Third Person)

It was a cold night, and Harry Potter laid in his cupboard, staring up at the ceiling that was closer to his face than most would think. He was starving, his stomach growling like a rabid dog. While his relatives, the Dursleys, doesn't beat him, well, at least not his Aunt and Uncle, they regularly starve him and lock him in his cupboard. He abruptly sat up with an idea. 'God. My Lord, please forgive me for my sins and allow me to repent.' He thought. He heard from the nice Sisters and Fathers that God is kind and merciful. That even if he's a Freak, God forgives everyone if they wish to repent. He put his hand together as he prayed.

A flash of light appeared at the corner of the cupboard. Harry gasped, as he crawled back a little. He was astonished to see a child standing there, perhaps a little older than himself. 'He looks… normal, wearing glasses, with a head of short black hair. But he appeared when I prayed to God. It's fanciful, and probably nothing more than a fantasy, but even if he doesn't have the pure white wings of an angel perhaps he's an angel sent to help me in my time of need…' "Who are you?" Harry asked, not speaking his thoughts out loud.

"Harry, I am one who, in a way, is responsible for you being here at No. 4, Privet Drive, Little Whinging. I am sorry for the suffering you've been through, Harry, but I can help you, to lessen the guilt I feel for making you suffer. However, I want your consent." He rambled as he sat down, crossing his legs and placing his hands on his lap.

He didn't know what the boy meant by 'suffering', so his words went over Harry's head, but Harry accepted anyway, not seeing a reason to deny, years of experience taught him that you don't deny help when it was offered to you, especially since he was so hungry that he would dive head first into a freezing lake if it meant getting food. "Alright."

"Excellent!" The boy smiled, and is obviously delighted. "Now, don't move, I'll just touch your right hand there. And…. done!" He said, and seemed even giddier than before, if that was even possible. "Now, I am a little unique among my race. My kind don't usually meet with the people in their world, but instead just guide people to do what they want them to do. I however, chose a more hands on approach, coming here to converse with you personally. To help you accomplish your goals, you'll meet two close allies, or friends, if you will, that will share your successes and help shoulder your burdens. However, I have to go now. Goodbye, Harry." He said as he stood up, indicating that he's leaving.

"I'll really have friends? They won't... They won't leave me?" Harry asked, his tone slightly desperate. His young mind skipping over all the implications of his words, focusing only on the much desired concept of the word 'friend'.

"They won't, I promise." He reassured Harry gently. "Call me Xaver. Oh, I almost forgot! Here, Harry." Xaver smiled softly and proceeded to snap his fingers, and instantly Harry didn't feel hungry anymore. "I've cast a spell on you that's unbreakable. It gives you the ability to energize yourself without eating food. You'll have to practise with the ability a bit to use it consciously and when you're in good shape of course. Any other questions?" The boy asked after he finished his long explanation.

"What is the other ability you gave me?" Harry questioned curiously.

"I'm afraid I can't tell you anything but that it's in your right hand." Xaver's smile stay put, and he answered his question.

"If you don't have any other questions then I'll have to go now. Goodbye Harry, for real this time." He bid Harry farewell and he disappeared, not a sign of anyone ever coming by.

Harry lowered his head onto the mattress of his crib. 'Did that really happen? Or is my mind really starting to slip?' Harry thought, and as he closed his eyes, he fell asleep, dreaming of the only pleasant memories he's had since he could even remember staying at the Dursleys.

"Well that went well." Xaver nodded as he returned to his void dimension. Really, what more could one hope for? Entertainment? Handled with the media humanity produces, as well as random omnipotent being bullshit and bastard omnipotent being bullshit. Social needs? Not really a problem for an omnipotent being. Even if it's slightly limited. Limited how you ask? Well, any branches of reality that's caused by him is not instantly known by him. Which allows for decent entertainment. Much better than movies, or books, or whatever stories. Cause he already knows what happens. Being omnipotent does that. "Of course it did! One such as I could not possibly fail!" He laughed boisterously and exaggeratedly.

"Now… I have to fulfill my promise then… Hmm… What to do… Aha! Yes, yes that's excellent…" He said as the screen that had appeared in front of him zoomed in to directly observe a young girl wearing a high school uniform. "Hmm… Yes. You'd do nicely." With a wave of his hand, the screen disappeared.

"The next one… Hmm… Yes, what about you? That ought to balance things out a little…" He looked up to see a soul sitting in a couch in front of him, looking bewildered. "So, how was the experience?" He said casually.

He, the soul, frowned slightly. "What experience?" Xaver waved his hands around in a gesturing manner, "I mean, doesn't dying of old age surrounded by friends and loved ones just make your soul bubble with warmth?"

"I… I guess?" He looked confused. "Now, what do you feel about a chance at another life? We'll need to discuss the perks you'd receive of course, but everything else is already fixed, what do you say?" Xaver offered rather uncharacteristically. Normally he just does whatever he wants.

"Umm… Okay?" He said hesitantly. The soul, Dr William Jackson was a patient and generally adaptable man. A profesor teaching in high school had to be after all. But this weirdness level was a little much.

"Excellent." Xaver said, looking pleased. "Now, what kind of ability would you like?" He said patiently. "Give it a bit of thought. You have all the time in the world."

After thinking about it with a little more time, just as Xaver advised, Dr William came to a decision. "I want to be a skilled alchemist. I've always felt this burning sense of curiosity for alchemy. If this is my new chance at life, I would like to have a go with that."

"Nah, that's too boring. Pick another or pick one more to add into it that fits with the theme." Xaver ordered.

William sweatdropped. 'My decision was dismissed for so trivial a reason? However I have no choice but to follow his command. He's the one that is giving me a second chance in life after all. I would like to go with alchemy, so the first option I'll shelve for now. What ability would be interesting but tied with alchemy? Hmm… I wonder if I can try mixing up bullshit and come up with a half-assed excuse… Like, while Dr Henry Jekyll was not actually an alchemist, I can argue that he does in fact concoct chemicals that's outside of what constitutes as actual science, and thus is actually an alchemist. So, I can have an 'Other' side, just like Dr Jekyll has his other form of Mr Edward Hyde. Eh, whatever, you'll never know until you try right?'

After listening to his idea, Xaver let out a bark of laughter. "Well, that's certainly interesting enough. Very well, I will grant it, just be sure to give me plenty of entertainment. What will your name be now? You may not keep your old name."

"Why?" William asked, his confused look resurfacing. "Because I feel like it." Xaver smirked.

"Umm, Jackell Hyden." Wil- No, Jackell answered, deciding not to make a fuss about it.

"Why?" Xaver questioned, his 'I am superior than you' look turning into a 'I am curious, tell me' look.

"Well, people called me Jack in my last life, so if someone calls 'Jack' I will quite likely respond, this way, if I respond, it won't be suspicious." He reasoned sensibly. "And, well, Jekyll into Jackell for my first name, as well as Hyde into Hyden as my last name." He paused as he thought about it a little more. "Wait, I'll like to change it, it would be embarrassing if people noticed the resembla-"

"Not to worry." Interrupted Xaver, an amused smile on his face. "No one in this world would recognize the reference. It doesn't exist here."

"O-oh. Well, I guess it's fine then." Jack said.

Xaver clapped his hands together in slight celebration. "Everything is done. I'll send you on your way now."

"Alright. It was nice meeting y- Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-"

Harry was forcibly yanked from his pleasant dream by the shrill screaming of Aunt Petunia. He raised his right hand up to the eye level and examined it. 'Nothing feels or looks different.' He thought. 'But Xaver wouldn't lie, right?' Harry was a little disappointed that nothing out of the ordinary happened when he pushed open the cupboard door, but considering that he was a Freak, bad at everything he does, he wasn't too surprised.

He poked his head out of his cupboard, did his morning ritual to keep his hygiene and went to the kitchen to make The Dursleys breakfast. If you were in the kitchen, you would've witnessed the sight of a short child, who couldn't even reach the stove without using something to stand on, standing on a stool, cooking a meal, a cooked steak actually, on a frying pan. All in all, a fairly normal morning.

The thing that differentiate this morning from others was that today was 3 September 1988, or the day school started. The first semester of his fourth year in St. Grogory's Primary School. But there was still one thing he could look forward to, he will meet two friends, and they won't hate him for being a Freak!

As always, Dudley goes on the bus after eating breakfast and Harry walks to school.

Harry was sitting in a classroom at the back. Their teacher, Mrs Ascot, walked in. "Good morning, students. Today, we have a new transfer student." Mrs Ascot informed us. "You can come in now!" She called out. The door opened and a girl walked in. The transfer student had blonde hair that fell down past her shoulders to her waist and dark brown eyes, her expression a polite, pleasant smile. "My name's Asia Demoria! I'll be learning along with you. I hope we all get along." Her cheerful voice filled the class.

Harry was curious about the new girl. St. Grogory's Primary School didn't get new students very often. Most people who moved to Little Whinging sent their kids to the other school, St. Johnson's Primary Academy. Most thought that it would be easier, removing the need to transfer to a new school. Mrs Ascot urged Asia to take a seat at an empty desk and stated that she would like to start the lesson. Asia walked pass the teacher's desk, pass an unoccupied desk, and another, and another.

And plonked down at the spot besides him.

"Hello! You can call me Asia. What's your name?" The blonde girl asked.

"Harry Potter." He said quietly. The girl, Asia, had her eyes gaze up to his forehead, but didn't show much of a reaction.

Mrs Ascot started her lesson, and Harry didn't say anything else. Asia followed suit, focusing on the lesson.

After lunch break started, Harry went along with the crowd and walked out of the classroom.

Asia followed Harry with a bounce in her steps. "So where are we going?"

"Why are you following me? Why me?" [1] Harry asked her.

Asia frowned and stopped. "Do you not want to be my friend?" Asia questioned, a little unhappy.

"I mean, out of all the student in our class there are a lot people you could have chosen to sit with. Why did you chose me?" Harry was stoically undeterred by Asia's frown.

"You looked lonely and seemed like you needed a friend, that's all the reason I need." Asia stated simply.

Harry frowned. "I guess it's fine." He continued walking forwards towards the cafeteria.

Suddenly, someone stood in front of Harry. "Dudley." Harry muttered. In front of Harry stood a plump boy, his cheeks round and with blonde hair.

"It's time for a round of Harry Hunting guys!" Dudley exclaimed.

'Guess I won't be having lunch today then.' Harry thought. Just as he prepared to turn around and run, Asia stepped forward, "What do you think you're doing to my friend?" Asia challenged.

Dudley and his gang looked at each other. "You won't stop us from teaching this Freak a lesson, girl. Move along, or we'll hit you as well." Dudley threatened her. "You can try!" Asia proclaimed. "You? A pipsqueak like you can stop us? Don't make me laugh!" Dudley jeered. He rushed up to punched her, but Asia dodged and ran away, grabbing Harry's hand and dragging her with him.

"After them!" Dudley shouted, and they chased after Asia and Harry.

After Dudley got bored of playing Harry Hunting, which wasn't very long considering his attention span, they went back to school.

"You -huff- you alright?" Asia asked her companion, panting lightly.

"...Why help me?" Harry replied with a question of his own again after a moment of silence to recover.

Asia frowned again. "You're my friend! What kind of friend would I be if I didn't help you?" She exclaimed.

She looked at Harry's scraped knee, acquired when he fell during Dudley and his gang's chase. "Are you hurt?" Asia asked worriedly.

"...I'm fine, Asia." Harry assured her softly. How long had it been since he had someone show kindness towards him? He wasn't sure. He could seem to vaguely remember a red-haired woman, cradling him gently. But it was probably nothing. An especially lucid dream perhaps.

"No you're not! Look!" She pointed at his scraped knee, the wound bleeding slightly.

Asia looked around, not seeing anybody. "Let me help you." She reached out her hand gently, but not hesitant and stopped in front of the injury. As she closed her eyes in concentration, green light began shining from her hands, and when the girl moved her hands away, there wasn't a scratch on his knee.

Harry was a little shocked. 'I suppose if Magic exists, healing a small wound like that won't be so hard.' He frowned again. 'If she is supernatural in nature then would she know Xaver?' Harry took a deep breath, and decided to take a leap of faith. "Do you know of the name Xaver?" He asked the kind girl.

Asia looked shocked, her mouth gaping wide. "H-how do you- He went to give you a visit didn't he?" She finished with a growl. 'When he said things would get interesting soon, I never expected something like this!' She thought.

POV (Asia Demoria)

I groaned, finding myself standing in front of a boy, his age perhaps a little less than 15. "W-who are you? Where did you bring me?" I asked while stumbling a little, slightly disorientated.

"Oh, you just died, nothing too bad. I didn't bring you anywhere." The boy said.

"I d-died?" My eyes widened and my mouth gaped open. "N-nothing too bad?! What do you mean 'Nothing too bad'?! I fucking died!" I screamed at him. "And I don't even know how!"

"Hey, hey, calm down, you're dead already, no need to drag me ten feet under as well." He covered his ears, grinning all the while. "Alright, you know how this goes right?"

I blinked. Once. Twice. "What? Heaven or Hell? Or Reincarnation?" I asked.

He blinked as well. Once. Twice. Then he groaned and face-palmed. "I meant what you were reading when you died, girl." He told me in exasperation. "Can't believe you're this dense… I killed you for a reason you know…" He muttered in a low voice.

I tilted my head to the side as I thought about what he meant. "Oh, you mean that you're gonna reincarnate me into another world, right?" I realized and smacked my fist onto my palm as it came to me. 'I was probably not supposed to hear that last part. I did not hear that…'

"So you gonna do it?" I asked.

"Yeah, yeah, just give me a power from a character you like the best."

"The character I like the best is Wendy from Fairy Tail. Mostly because she's soooo cute." I told him.

"I… do not need to know who you think is cute." He deadpanned. "Don't make me get off track. You do know that Lost Magic: Sky Dragon Slayer Magic and Lost Magic: Heal is two different Magics, and you can only have one right? [2]"

"Can't you just give me the package?" I frowned.

"No." He said. "It's more fun this way."

"Fine. What about a compromise? You give me an ability from the native world for healing, replacing Lost Magic: Heal. It'd be less outrageous?" I suggested.

"That's fine." 'Wait, really?' He gave me a thumbs up. "You can call me Xaver." He informed me.

"Why would I want to know about a bastard's name like yours?" I retorted.

"Cuz things are gonna get… interesting soon. Can't afford to let things get boring now, can we?" Xaver smirked. "And please don't tell anyone the actual actual truth, at least make it sound mythical and noble, for example your race are chroniclers from another world hoping one day to help another world or something."

"What do you mea-" I attempted to ask but was interrupted as I phased through reality and back.

When I got over the dizzying wave of colors, I found myself standing in a hallway, with white walls and a few doors, probably leading into a few rooms.

After I got my bearings together, I heard a voice calling out.

"You can come in now!"

'They were talking about me aren't they? Oh well, might as well go with it. Maybe… Yeah, I can feel… something, probably Xaver telling me to call myself Asia, but why? Why would can't I call myself by my old name, Lisa? Wait, I'll think more of it when I get to my seat.' I walked into the class and introduced myself the classical way. 'It seemed like the teacher was expecting me, so I guess that that's good. Probably Xaver's doing.' I moved my gaze across the class, but my gaze stopped at a boy with green eyes and messy hair sitting at the back of the class. 'Holy shit! Is that who I think it is? And the seat beside him was conveniently empty too! Eh, I won't lose any hair if I sit next to him- If he's who I think he is, anyway.'

I moved to the back of the class, introduced myself to the boy, and asked who he is. When he revealed his name, I pondered on the ramifications that this would have on the world in general. 'Wait a sec, does he still have his scar?' I checked his forehead discreetly, yes he does.

'Hm, might as well make friends with him right? He seems like he needs one, and he would need one if he would be facing Voldie in the future. To start deducing what kind of crossover world I was inserted into, I should probably start with why I'm now named 'Asia'… Asia… Asia… Asia… Was there any particular people, places or ability named Asia? Hmm, I guess there's that one porn actress -probably not the reason-, then there's another actress -this time a normal one if I recall correctly, but probably not the one as well-, the continent of Asia -probably not as well-, and the one from DxD -Asia Argento, the wielder of the sacred gear Twilight Healing-… Twilight Healing… Do I have it? But that would mean this world has DxD along with Harry Potter… It would be hard to mesh the history of the Wizarding World and Supernatural World. That would explain what Xaver said about interesting… After all, a Sacred Gear User and Dragon Slayer friends with the Boy-Who-Lived? Idiots would probably consider it dark magic. It would be utter chaos in the Wizar- Wait a minute, if I have Twilight Healing, would Asia Argento even exist over there in Vatican City?' I was in deep thought, and thankfully for me, the teacher didn't call my name.

Indeed, it would make a bad first impression.

POV (Third Person)

"Well, considering the fact that he came visiting last night, I would know his name." Harry said dryly.

"I guess this is to be expected…" She muttered as she seemed to calm down. "What did he say to you?"

Harry thought back to the night before, trying to remember what the mysterious boy had said. "I think he said that he gave me an ability and that I shall meet two friends."

As soon as she heard that, Asia stilled. "Did he say what ability that was? Or even any… specifics?" She asked in slight trepidation.

Harry seemed surprised at her reaction. "No, he didn't." Then he raised his head upwards in thought. "Wait, I think the ability had something to do with my hand."

'Right hand… Right hand…' She paced back and fourth. 'Hmm, since DxD is already a part of this world, it's likely that the 'ability' that Xaver gave Harry is some sort of Sacred Gear, but I wouldn't put it past him to give him an ability that's absolutely not even part of this world.'

"Hmm, try and focus, try to feel a sort of energy in your body. Then, attempt to push the energy within you into your right hand." Asia told him.

Harry was a little puzzled, but did as she said. He thought for a while, before holding his fist up and clenching it. Harry focused and tried to get a feel of a kind of energy within his body, and felt… something, though he was quite sure it's not life force, Ki, or any other such variants. He was sure life force was supposed to be energetic, and you would be able to urge the life force to strengthen your body or something. But this… it felt… powerful, and stable. It was almost lethargic, kind of lazy feeling. He concentrated and strained his mind to push some of it that was close to his right hand.

Suddenly, a deep, booming, rumbling voice sounded out and filled the surrounding empty park.

[Twice Critical! Unlocked!]

There was a flash of light and a Red Gauntlet with a Green Gem appeared on Harry's left hand. Standard Twice Critical, really, except there were white lines running down the gauntlet.

"That actually worked? Wasn't expecting it to. A Twice Critical? Wait, don't tell me it's-" She muttered. "Hey, Ddraig, you there?" Asia called out.

[Oh? How did you know it was me?] Ddraig responded.

"Mostly intuition and a small amount of guesswork." She smiled.

[Why was I abruptly transferred into this host here? It was quite sudden and I didn't expect it. I was waiting for the standard of being born along with the Red Dragon Emperor of this generation.] Ddraig sighed.

"That's… certainly interesting. Well, I'm gonna be blunt here. Someone of great power grabbed and maneuvered you into Harry here." She started. "I need you to give me a summary explanation of the Supernatural to both me and Harry."

[Can't you do that?] Ddraig grumbled. [Fine.]

[There's many kinds of Magic, Eastern, Western, quite a lot actually. Then there's the Mythical Beings, one of the most prominent among them is The Three Factions of The Judeo-Christian Pantheon, which are the Devils, the Fallen Angels and the Angels. Their Three Way Great War recently ended. However, their factions still bear an incredible amount of hostility for each other. Besides them, there is the Hindu Pantheon, which absolutely no one wants to get on the bad side of, their most famous members are the Trimurti, who are Indra the King of the Gods, Brahma the Creator, Vishnu the Preserver and Shiva the Destroyer. Though if Indra is the King of the Hinduism Gods, then the God of the Judeo-Christian Pantheon can be called the God of all Gods. The way this works is that gods can receive power through the worship of humans, and God's worship by far dwarfs other gods. Add on the fact that Hinduism is polytheistic and the Buddhas, well, they're enlightened, but they don't really count as a god. And Buddhists doesn't really worship the Buddhas, they honor their teachings. So as much as that bastard irritates me, God basically is very powerful even among gods.]

"Hmm… That's basically the same as DxD… With some added details, I think." She muttered under her breath. "Ddraig, you know who the current White Dragon Emperor is?" Asia asked the Red Dragon Emperor.

[Oh? You're aware of our rivalry then?] Ddraig asked rhetorically.

"Ah, who isn't aware of the infamous Two Heavenly Dragon's rivalry? To the point of ignoring the ongoing Three Way Great War surrounding you in favour of your fight against the White Dragon Emperor. I heard that your fight ruptured the battlefield and was so dangerous that The Three Factions had to abandon the War entirely and ally together to stop you. Of course, while God is very strong, even compared to both you and Albion, he doesn't exactly show up in person in the War right?"

[Then I suppose you're from one of the Three Factions, I presume from your knowledge of the what the wars were like? I'd think you're a devil, since you don't have the amethyst eyes of fallen angels and you can't be an angel, they don't typically come down here in this day and age.] The dragon inquired.

"I am entirely Human. I apologize, Ddraig, I don't think it's safe exposing my source of knowledge here, out in the open where some people might be able to eavesdrop on us. A certain someone would probably be unhappy with me if I did that." She said with an apologetic smile. "I might be a little more Dragon than most though." She muttered under her breath.

[Hm, I suppose said someone is quite strong then?] He asked, his tone curious.

"Oh yes, quite possibly even on par with the Ouroboros and the True Dragon." Asia claimed. 'Ophis and Great Red should be at least on par with the power of someone such as Xaver right? But wait… Ophis' power was reduced sometime in the series, right? But I don't see how that's possible… Infinity divided is still infinity afterall.' She thought to herself.

[Curious… For a being of such power to never be heard of, it must be quite reclusive. And for it to take such an interest in you, you must be a very interesting person.] Ddraig concluded. [3]

Harry was silent, though he looked quite thoughtful, quietly absorbing the information. Unfortunately for him, his serenity was about to be interrupted.

"-HHHHHHHHHHHHH! Oof." An unmistakably young male voice sounded and a loud thud was heard.

Both Harry and Asia turn and saw a young boy -about the same age as them- on the floor, twisting around and groaning.

Asia winced, seeing this sight now, she was really glad her entry into this world was much less violent and disrupting.

The boy got up from the ground, still moaning and cursing someone. "Xaver is a B.O.B that is basically insane and will probably do anything to secure his entertainment isn't he?" He said as he slowly got up from the floor, pressing a hand to his waist as he groaned in pain and winced slightly as his palm contacted his hip.

Asia was about to nod, but stopped at the last second, "What's a B.O.B?"

"Bastard Omnipotent Being." Deadpanned the boy.

"Then, yes. Yes he is. At least I suspect so." Asia affirmed.

"I'm not quite following the conversations you've been having, Asia." Harry butted in.

The boy turned his head over to meet his gaze, only to stop when his eyes met his. "HOLY-" He yelped.

Asia met the crazed boy's gaze again. "Yeah, that was about my reaction too. Don't feel too bad." She comforted him.

[Bwahahaha, this is the most amusement I've had in quite a while. Do you know how boring it is with only a cage and the ability to look outside? Especially when your power is locked and stripped away?] Ddraig spoke again.

"W-what was that?!" He whimpered.

Asia was starting to feel sympathy for the poor boy, at least she had a little more time in between Harry and Ddraig showing up. "Meet Harry Potter, Saviour of the British Wizarding World, Bearer of The Boosted Gear Longinus!" She introduced Harry in a grandiose manner.

Thud!

"It seemed that that was one too many surprises for him to handle…" Asia mused.

Harry groaned, "What are we gonna do with the boy, Asia? We still have classes left! Hell, we don't even know his name!"

"We can just wait for him to wake up." She suggested.

"But we have classes in about 15 more minutes! It'll take about 10 to even get back to school!" He reminded her.

"Really? Hmm, didn't realize that. Can't we just leave him here?" She said with an innocent look on her face.

Harry groaned, again. Exasperated, he threw his hands up and gave up. "Fine! But if he wants to get back at us, you'll be the one to take his punches. And you need to explain to me what's been going on!"

"That's fine. Later, the boy and I will explain everything we're allowed to." Asia stated, almost sweetly.

They then proceeded to run towards the school to attend their classes.

After disabling Harry's Gauntlet of course.

After classes ended, the students of 1TA3 exited the classroom, leaving behind Harry and Asia. In their hands was a note they found on their desk, saying:

Hey, guys, remember to apologize to Jack for abandoning him to the floor. Jack might be able to help you guys with something, cause he doesn't hold grudges close to his heart. After all, we can't let our favourite trio fall apart now can we? If your team breaks apart the first day you all meet, I'm gonna become a laughingstock. So. Don't do that.

Love,

Xaver.

The note from Xaver burst into a myriad of colors before disappearing completely, almost like it never existed.

"Jack… Is that the name of the boy that fell from the sky? Because he's the only one I could think of that we could be said to have 'abandoned'…" Harry mused. 'Wow, I never thought I'd say something like that! Just how crazy has my life become?' He thought. "And what did Xaver mean by a trio or team?! All of us just met today!" He complained.

'Jack is in the same boat as myself isn't he? Maybe we can come up with a plan for what to do… Did Xaver bring other people to this world? Xaver probably has a plan for us… and we'll be a team? We'll see.' Asia wondered. "I don't have a place to stay, perhaps Jack is able to help me with that? Maybe that's why he encouraged me to go apologize to him… Not to say that I wouldn't have otherwise." She considered the possibilities.

"You don't have a place to stay?!" Harry exclaimed incredulously. "Where did you stay before today then?!"

"Ah, I just arrived here, didn't quite planned ahead. Thought I'd be able to improvise if I got into a bit of trouble." She quickly said, gaining a sheepish look, her hand rubbing the top of her head. 'Perhaps it'd be best to discuss this with Jack first and then decide whatever to tell Harry… Yes, that's probably for the best.' She thought.

"Idiot." Harry muttered, his hand covering his face.

Asia felt a little indignant, but it was her own fault since she was the one that made up that lie in the first place anyway, so she didn't show it to keep it up. "Whatever. Let's just go find Jack!" She brushed off the insult and walked towards the place where they last saw Jack.

Their walk to the park wasn't anything special, however, unexpectedly, before they reached the spot where Jack had laid, the duo heard a calm voice shout out towards them.

"May you now explain what was happening just now? You were quite rude then."

Harry and Asia both turned to look at the boy, whose name they believed was Jack. Asia was the one that replied, apologizing for her actions -or inaction, in this case- to him. "I'm sorry for that. Sometimes I get a little overboard with my practical jokes. As you can guess, I like pranks." She said, smirking.

He sighed. For some reason, he had a feeling that this was going to become a common happening in the future to come. "I guess it's fine. Nice to meet you, my name's Jackell Hyden." He introduced himself.

"Pfft, really?" Asia couldn't help but laugh, covering her mouth. "No way that's your name."

"Hey, I thought it was kind of cool!" He said, clearly at least a little affronted.

"Oh, sorry for laughing." She told him, still lightly snickering. "But I still think the name's ridiculous."

"Maybe so, but it's not like anyone would be able to recognize the reference." He defended, though clearly not putting much effort into it.

"Huh? The Strange Case Of Doctor Jackell and Mister Hyde doesn't exist in this in this world? Did you actually asked Xaver that?" She asked, seeming genuinely curious.

"No, but he mentioned it to me after I attempted to change my name when I realized how embarrassing it would be." Jack admitted.

"Ok. Getting back on track, now." Asia cleared her throat. "So based on your name, I guess your power from Xaver has something with an alter-ego?"

"...I guess so?" Jack was silent for a moment. "Maybe we should move this conversation to a more… private location? I have a property that Xaver gifted me."

Asia contemplated that for a while. "Huh. I guess that's sensible." She agreed.

And so they did as Jack suggested.

Moving through the streets, the silence permeating them was broken by Harry.

"So do you guys know each other? You guys seem to be pretty good friends." Harry casually commented.

"Ah, no. We've only just met." Asia said.

"Really? You guys seem to have everything a pair of good friends have, inside jokes, quick forgiveness." He questioned as he listed his opinion.

"A-ah! Look is that your place Jack?" Asia changed the topic, very subtly.

"Yes, that apartment is apparently our property. We jointly owns the place." Jack dropped a bombshell.

Asia quickly voiced her opinion calmly. "W-what?! How can three children that haven't even reached the legal age own property?! Aren't there laws preventing that?!" Yes, she certainly said it calmly.

Jack shrugged. "Probably Xaver messing around again. Let's go in. We can continue our conversation inside. I'm pretty sure that Xaver warded the entire place to hell and back, not a fly or a cockroach would be able to get in, and most certainly no eavesdroppers."

"Urgh, ho- You know what? Nevermind, let's just head in." Asia let go of her frustration and walked inside.

One by one, they walked into the unknown insanity that Xaver might have planted, but the most horrifying part of the talk they are going to have was definitely hax abilities.

With teenage hormones.

AN:

[1] Xaver completely incidentally appeared when Harry was praying in desperation. He was abused but was caught off guard. However, Asia did not have that privilege.

[2] This is my personal interpretation. If it isn't right, well, just let me use the AU excuse. I've spent way too much time writing and rewriting this that I've gotten sick of it.

[3] Okay, this one may need some explaining. So, in this case, Ddraig had spent enough time as a Sacred Gear Spirit that his dragon nature was tempered. Since he can't actually act on anything, he more or less takes everything into consideration as long as it's not entirely illogical or irrational. And I forgot Great Red is not known for the wider Supernatural World… Whatever, just assume that the Heavenly Dragons had some knowledge of Great Red because of reasons. Also, See [2].

One thing, I couldn't find a timeline of High School DxD, specifically dates. At one point I just said, "Fuck it. I'll just mix it up and pray to God I got it right."

Second, I have absolutely zero knowledge of how the British school system works, so please forgive me if I mess it up tremendously.

So, if you read or watched High School DxD/Fairy Tail, you now know what bullshit OP power Xaver gave Harry/Asia! If not, sit tight and wait for the next chapter! (Probably not going to happen in all honesty.) And, yes, Jackell's power is based slightly off of Dr Jekyll from FGO…? I think. Cause I'm not that familiar with that particular franchise. I know more than the people that just heard of it through social media, but probably less than a fan.

Again, when I mention something about abuse, trauma aftereffects, religion or other such sensitive topics, do not trust anything I say. I am NOT a professional, everything is for entertainment purposes and is entirely fictional. Forgive me if I get it wrong. If you can't, I apologize for wasting your time.

Please inform me of any grammatical errors and/or spelling errors if you can spare the time. Oh, and feel free to ask me all the questions you want in the reviews or even PMing me.