Harry and Kingsley sat waiting several minutes in a silent, contemplating ambiance. Harry was bouncing his leg. He was nervous yet excited. There was so much he held back from Mori-senpai. He needed to tell him so much and soon he could. In no time there was a loud knock on the front door. A breathless Mori-senpai was at the door. He appeared to have just ran a marathon. He pulled Harry into a hug and placed a quick kiss on his lips.
Harry had Mori-senpai take a seat and gave him a glass of water. As he caught his breath, Mori was surprised to see a tall, dark man in a traditional African Boubou and Kufi cap. He was waiting patiently in the doorframe. He had a warmth and tranquility about his demeanor. He could also tell this man was in a position of authority. His eyes, while bright, showed a hint of calculation. He was someone who knew much but said little unless needed. Harry started off the conversation with a nervous lisp.
"Kingsley I would like to introduce you to my boyfriend Takashi Morinozuka. Mori-senpai I would like to introduce you to my minister from England, Kingsley Shacklebolt. I know there are plenty of questions to be asked and answered which will be in due time. So Kingsley, if you want to start your line of questioning go ahead," Harry said quickly.
" Hello, Takashi Morinozuka. It is a pleasure to meet you. Now, before I give the go ahead on letting you know Harry's secrets, there are some questions I have to ask to ensure that these secrets do not get into the wrong hands. Do I have your permission to continue?" Kingsley asked.
"Of course, if my knowledge of Harry's secrets can help with his past and his healing process I will protect Harry and his secrets with my life. I would just like to help Harry," Mori spoke passionately. His stare reached into Harry's soul as the words flowed past his lips.
"Very well. That actually answered my questions before they could leave my mouth," Kingsley chuckled, " I will grant him permission, Harry, you can tell him anything you feel comfortable telling him. Do you want me to stay for a couple more minutes in case the information you tell him is overwhelming?" Kingsley asked Harry.
" Yes please, if you don't mind, it is draining to get back to London and you can help me fill in some of the blanks," Harry replied. Kingsley nodded before he sat down in a comfortable position. Harry cleared his throat.
"Mori-senpai, I am a wizard. I can use magic. I am a part of a society that lives and breathes the occult everyday. I am a part of the society that performs good magic. However, we have had quite a few who practice the dark arts. They got power hungry and decided that only certain people should be allowed to practice magic. So called purebloods as they called themselves.
In magical circles there are 4 magic blood statuses. Fred and George are purebloods. Their family has only had magical ancestry as far back as their family history can be traced. I am a half- blood, my father was a pureblood wizard and my mother was a muggle born witch. Meaning she had no magical ancestry in her family tree that I am aware of. Hermione is also a muggle born witch. She didn't find out about her magical abilities until she reached the age of eleven. At that point if you are a magical human you are notified via letter that you have been accepted into Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry. There are also squibs they are people born to those who perform magic but possess little to no magic themselves.
Hogwarts is where Hermione and I met since we are in the same year. I am going to skip a bit to things that have happened this year. Since, it will take me some time to explain my teenage years to you. There was a prophecy given to someone before I was born. It spoke of a great evil that could only be destroyed by someone born at the end of July to parents who had defied the evil three times. There were 2 baby boys who fit that description; Neville Longbottom and myself.
However, when the evil person came to attack my parents and I he was in for a shock. He killed my father, then he killed my mother as she begged him to spare my life. He killed her before turning to kill me. But, something happened and the curse he used on me rebounded and killed his physical body and left me with this scar," Harry took a breath and at this moment he lifted his fringe to show Mori-senpai the scar he had only caught a glimpse of before. It was in the shape of a crude lightning bolt. Mori-senpai gently touched the scar. It appeared to be red and itchy even if it occurred when Harry was still quite young.
Harry hissed slightly at the contact. It was especially painful since the Dark Lord's demise but it was slowly healing. Mori-senpai pulled back slightly and looked down into Harry's eyes gauging his response to the scar. A small tear had begun it's journey down Harry's cheek. Mori-senpai wiped it away carefully. Kingsley excused himself for a moment to allow the couple a moment of privacy. He was glad that the young man seemed to accept Harry and the small part of his past that had been revealed so far.
"Harry, it comes to no surprise that you have magic in your blood. I knew there was something about you the day we met. However, I couldn't put my finger on it and those costumes you wore on Halloween and the way you held those wands with practiced comfort. I should have known but in our society those with magic are considered legends and myths. I have listened and I am amazed at how much you have survived. It may take some time to hear the full story. Just know that I am here to listen to whatever it is you have in mind," Mori-senpai softly spoke above a whisper, the passion in his eyes burning brightly. Kingsley was reluctant to enter and dissolve the aura in the room but there were a few more matters to discuss.
"Harry, Takashi Morinozuka I still have a few more things that I have to discuss with the both of you. First and foremost I want to remind you both that the statute of secrecy must be kept. If there is something you need to discuss, Takashi Morinozuka, please speak with Harry. Also, Harry, I think you need to have a talk with that group of yours. Many people were upset when you all disappeared from us a few months ago. While I understand the need to get away and hide please let me know how things are going in the future okay?" Kingsley said in a chastising manner. Harry dipped his head in shame and his face flushed red in embarrassment. He nodded his understanding of the lecture even if it wasn't one yet. Harry knew that when he told Hermione and the twins what was going on his ears would be ringing loudly afterwards.
After making sure there were no more questions. Harry hugged Kingsley before he left with a silent goodbye and twisted on his heel. He disappeared back to London. Mori-senpai was shocked at the sudden disappearance of the darker man but put it to the back of his mind to focus on the information Harry just told him. He pulled Harry into a hug unsure of what else to do with his hands and allowed the information he was just told, wash over him. Of course, he was questioning the validity of what he just learned but Kingsley just disappeared with barely a sound in front of him.
After what felt like hours, Mori-senpai loosened his grip on Harry and looked the young man in the eyes. He knew he was okay with his boyfriend being magical. He was unsure of what it would all mean in the future but at that moment he was where he wanted to be.