AN: Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to the Fourth chapter of 'A Mafiosi at Hogwarts? Well Damn!' I can't believe how quick this chapter was to put up. Now then, onto the comments.

To 'Snarza'- Well who knows. Probably. It'll be funny to watch the parents shout 'Bloody Murder'. Ha ha that's true. But in his defense, he did not expect Daniela to be behind him, even if he did have hyper intuition. That she is.

To 'yukina140292'' She did. She scared the living daylights of him. Thank you. Well unfortunately dear...

To 'rozielrie'- You can guess. But send your guesses to me on PM. Well looks like you just got your wish. Ah... that is a few chapters away at least.

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Chapter 4

Leaky Cauldron, Charring Cross Road, London, UK

In the Leaky Cauldron, the pub that separated Britain's Magical and Non-Magical communities, a tall, heavily scarred, straight-haired, red-eyed man was sitting in one of the tables. This was Alexander 'Xanxus' di Vongola, the Commander and boss of the VARIA, the best assassination squad in the world, who take orders directly from the Boss of the Vongola Famiglia.

Right now though, Xanxus is bored. Too bored. Normally, a bored Xanxus and a burning building went hand-in-hand, or throwing wine at the shitty shark. But this time, Nonna had told him not to cause trouble, and Xanxus always listened to her. Ever since the shitty old man took him in all those years ago, it was Nonna and the shitty old man's three sons who had basically raised him and made him the man he is today.

Sure, he had once contested for the Decimo's title against Sawada Tsunayoshi, but now he had nothing but respect for the kid. The kid only behaved like a fucking idiot when everything was going well. His behavior included, running away from paperwork, hiding in the closet to avoid paperwork, disappearing for a few weeks to get away from paperwork and everything else related to paperwork. But give the brat a situation or a crisis, and he will become the leader all the men would need.

The pub where he was currently in, though, was absolute shit (and that's saying something, considering Xanxus had been in even worse places when he had to stake out his targets. He never complained about it). The moment he had walked in the pub all the pureblood wizards and witches sneered at him because of his clothes 'must think that I'm a muggle,' Xanxus thought with distaste for the word the British had coined up for Non-magicals.

Normally, he wouldn't allow that kind of disrespect to go unpunished, (He was Mafia royalty, even if he was adopted in to the family. And no one had a problem with him being referred as such) however, he remembered Nonna's orders and would always follow them, therefore, he just settled to glaring at them, while also releasing a bit of his Killing Intent. With such a heavy glare and scary presence, all of the wizards and witches looked the other way. Atleast, the barman was professional enough to just do his job and not ask stupid questions.

His musings were cut short, when the door opened and in walked a dozen men in black suits, black sunglasses and earpieces. Xanxus didn't need to look at the lapel pins on their suits to know who they were.

Vongola Bodyguards.

Since the mini-boss was on this mission alone and without his guardians, the job to protect him fell on the bodyguards. He knew they would do their jobs perfectly, unless they wanted to be answerable to some of the most dangerous people of the criminal underworld.

All the men placed themselves at strategic positions at the pub, completely ignoring the wizards and witches who were hollering like monkeys. Though the men had made sure to give a short bow to Xanxus from their positions. That was ok to Xanxus, those men didn't answer to him but still showed him proper respect. Xanxus gave each of the men a nod in return.

After checking out the pub for all potential threats (the drunk wizards and witches didn't count, Xanxus would take care of them if they try to get unruly) one of the men spoke in his earpiece giving the 'all clear'.

A few moments later, five more people came in. This time, even Xanxus got up from his seat to greet two of the important people in the group.

"Nonna. Mini-boss." Xanxus said, kissing Daniela's hand first, then Tsuna's ring.

Xanxus gave a nod to the other three. They gave a nod back.

"Well then, let's go. We've got a meeting with the Goblins." Tsuna said before turning to the bartender. "Excuse me, can you please direct us to the entrance of Diagon Alley?"

"Of course, young sir, please follow me." Tom, the barman replied, with utmost respect towards Tsuna. He understood from the short exchange, that it was the young man who was the leader of all of these men. Any person who can make that scarred man kiss his ring and bow in respect had to be someone powerful, even if he looked young. His theory was proven right, when he saw the young man signal the other men scattered around the room to follow him and they all complied immediately.

"If I may ask, young sir, are you collecting your supplies for the upcoming school year?" Tom asked while leading the group towards the entrance, hoping not to offend any person in the group.

"Yes. I am. But I will be entering Hogwarts as a Sixth Year. I am a transfer student from Japan." Tsuna explained.

"I see. Well, Flourish and Blotts is the place for schoolbooks. Similarly, for school robes, Madam Malkin's Robes of all Occasion is the place…" Tom continued informing Tsuna of every shop in the Alley and their specialties, while being paid complete attention by everyone in the group. Knowledge was power after all and no one wanted to miss out any details. "Ah, here we are." Tom said while stopping in front of a brick wall. After tapping a series of bricks, the wall caved in to finally reveal Diagon Alley.

Tsuna was not impressed. None of the Vongola was impressed. Even the bodyguards were not impressed. They all inwardly cringed at the sight in front of them.

A small, narrow street. With a huge crowd of witches and wizards in their ridiculous robes and pointy hats. Seriously, it would take Kyouya even less than 7 seconds before he gets pissed off at the crowding in front of him, and then proceed to bite everyone to death for crowding and being a general nuisance. The bodyguards inwardly groaned at just how the weight of their workload and responsibilities shot up. Well who could blame them?

"Wow! How crowd- I mean how… colorful." Tsuna said with fake enthusiasm, which looked very real to the untrained eye. He honestly didn't want to disappoint the bartender by telling his true thoughts. "Thank you for the information and leading us over here, Mr…?"

"Ah. Tom. Sir. Landlord and Bartender of the Leaky Cauldron establishment." Tom said with a bow.

"Just Tom?"

"Yes. Just Tom."

"I see. My name is Tsunayoshi Sawada. Heir to the Great Noble Family of Sawada and the Vongola Famiglia." Tsuna introduced himself. "I shall see you around, Mr. Tom." Tsuna said once again, before his bodyguards got in to their required positions.

Tom just stared wide-eyed at the young man and the group who were making their way towards Gringotts. Even he had heard of the Vongola and most of the times they were reputed to be extremely ruthless towards their enemies. An Italian Pureblood Family that had connections everywhere and no government, whether Magical or Muggle would dare to stand in their way.

Tom had also heard of the Great Noble Family of Sawada. They were considered to be one of the strongest Pureblood Family in the Far East. Especially considering the daughter-in-law of the current head, Ietsuna Sawada, is said to be the feared Nanako Sawada neé Yotsuba. The woman who holds one half of the title 'The Strongest Women of the Pacific' alongside her little sister and current head of the Yotsuba Family, Maya Yotsuba. She was also the same woman was responsible for that event 22 years ago, which was responsible for her fearsome reputation.

'Oh well, international politics really is not my thing after all.' Tom thought while shaking his head and going back to his bar. After all, he still had customers to serve.

Sirius Black was, simply put, having a horrible and great summer. Horrible because he had finally decided to run away from his ancestral home, Grimmauld Place. He just couldn't stand his parents and his family anymore. The night before he ran away, he and his mother got into another argument. His mother wanted him to join the new Pureblood movement, which aimed at the complete eradication of muggleborns and muggles. As always Sirius refused to do that. The argument spiraled out of control with both of them telling really mean and hurtful things to each other, while the rest of the family just watched.

However, what really surprised Sirius was that when he took a rather mean snipe at his mother, she just froze and a moment later told him to leave. Just leave her, as she never wanted to see his face again. Sirius who up to that moment was feeling proud of himself for shutting up his mother was shocked for many reasons.

The first one was his mother's voice. Normally, Walburga Black would scream and shout at him. Calling him a filthy blood-traitor, the black sheep of the family, and many more creative insults. This time though, she just… didn't. Her voice, which should have been screaming was soft, barely audible when she told him to leave.

The second thing that shocked was his mother's eyes. She was crying. Back then; he had dismissed it as a trick of the light. But now, when he really thought about it, her eyes were moist probably with unshed tears.

"Oh well, it's not like she loved me anyway. It was always Regulus this and Regulus that." Sirius muttered under his breath, while ruthlessly squashing any feelings of guilt he may have had towards his behavior with his mother.

A moment later he heard the voice of his best friend and brother, James Potter a.k.a. Prongs.

This got him to the best part of his summer this year. After running away from his house, he went to his best friend, James' house, just to stay the night before he would hit the road again. His best friend and his parents however, were having none of it. After telling them everything about what happened, Dorea Potter neé Black, James' mother, told him that he was welcome to stay at Potter Manor for the rest of his time at Hogwarts. She even welcomed him as her unofficial son.

"Hey, Padfoot." James called Sirius dragging him out of his thoughts. "I'm all done. Got my supplies and everything. What about you?"

"Same. Got everything. Shrunk it and put in in my pocket." Sirius said with a grin.

"OK then, let's go home. Mom asked us to come back as quickly as possible after we finished shopping." James said.

Both boys had started making their way back to the Leaky Cauldron, from where they would take the floo back to Potter Manor. They were only half way through when they saw a strange sight.

A group was approaching towards their direction. That in itself wasn't strange. What was strange was all the men in the groups were dressed in muggle suits, and the way they walked was as if they were guarding someone. Their very presence screamed 'caution' in the minds of both the boys.

As the group passed them they saw four people, who caught their attention. The thing was though, these four people just screamed 'danger' and 'beware' to everyone present around them in the alley; thus, the group was getting a wide berth from the other shoppers.

The first person was a tall and heavily scarred man. He was dangerous for obvious reasons. But the way he walked, reminded the boys of a graceful predator. His blood red eyes, further scaring the living daylights of the boys' animagus forms. Prongs just wanted to dart out of there and Padfoot started whining in fear at his presence. Something, which surprised the pair.

The second was an old lady, who had a red flower tattoo on her face and was wearing a wine red suit. Her white hair, which still had a few streaks of black in it, was done in a ponytail with a red ribbon tying it. This lady just oozed respect and power; and Sirius and James were immediately reminded of their aunt, Cassiopeia Black also known as aunt Cassi.

It was the third and fourth individual that, were perhaps the most dangerous of all. The young man, with the fluffy brown hair, was at the center of the group, and was dressed in a really expensive muggle suit and was wearing a pair of black aviator sunglasses. The guy, who definitely looked as if he was the same age as James and Sirius, was easily giving out a feeling of confidence, strength and power.

On his head was… 'IS THAT A TODDLER IN A SUIT SITTING ON THE GUY'S HEAD?' James, Sirius and the rest of the masses thought in shocked unison. Before anything else could happen though, someone behind the pair of boys said rather loudly, "Tch. Lowly muggles, strutting about as if they own the place."

'IDIOT! READ THE MOOD, DAMMIT!' James and Sirius shouted in their minds. Their rant being directed towards the man behind them who spoke.

"Careful who you belittle." A calm, high-pitched, but absolutely deadly voice came.

Everyone in the street were surprised to see the toddler in front of the man now, who had pulled his stylish hat down, shielding his eyes.

"Or what, brat? How about you go back to your mother and drink some milk or something." The man sneered.

"Careful with your language, sir. The consequence of using that tone with your betters is quite severe." James and Sirius were surprised to see it was the fluffy, brown haired boy who spoke, and everyone could make out, he was not amused.

"Ha! Let me tell you. I'm a Pureblood. There is nothing you muggles could do to me." The man said.

"Ah… Is that so? Let's put that claim to the test, shall we?" The boy, who had removed his sunglasses to reveal brilliant sunset amber eyes, which were narrowed dangerously, spoke, and looked straight into the sneering man's eye. Everyone else had taken a few steps back in fear. In their peripheral vision, James and Sirius had noticed that the rest of the men were putting their hands inside their suits. 'Shit, they're gonna discharge their weapons.' James realized.

"Well?" The boy asked. Eyes still trained dangerously towards the man.

"I-I'm sorry, sir." The man now had a clearly frightened look on his face. "It shall not happen again. I swear." He continued.

"Good. I hope I never have the displeasure of seeing you in my sights again. Good day." The boy dismissed, while putting his sunglasses back on. "Come on, Reborn, let's go. You can go on an unhindered killing spree later on."

"Hm. As the Decimo wishes." The toddler said and made his way back towards the group, who then continued on their way to Gringotts.

The remainder of the crowd started to go back to their work, seeing that nothing more was about to happen. Even James and Sirius started making their way back to the Leaky Cauldron.

One person though, was still observing the departing group. She was a beautiful girl with aristocratic features. She had long blonde hair, which was tied in a black ribbon along with two ringlet curls in the front. She also has a beautiful pair of red eyes. "Interesting." The girl said before turning away and continuing with her shopping, just in time before Tsuna turned his head back.

"I gotta admit, Tsuna. That was a really good way you handled that situation." Reborn complimented his student/Godson. "You managed to instill a bit of fear within all of them without spilling a single drop of blood. Just what a proper mafia boss is supposed to do."

"I wasn't going to allow that guy to just walk over you, Reborn. Sure I know you can handle chumps like them. But still, it wouldn't sit right with me later on." Tsuna explained.

"Well I completely approve of your actions, Tsuna. Any proper boss would take appropriate action if their subordinate were being looked down on like that. In this case it was your Consiglierie." Daniela said with approval in her voice.

"Hmph. I would have shot the bastard for talking smack like that." Xanxus said. "But then again, no one would want to give the Vindice an explanation on exactly why was a magical killed by a flame-based weapon."

"Exactly." Tsuna said, before stopping and looking back.

"What's wrong son?" Iemitsu asked. Wondering why his son stopped.

"I thought someone was looking at me. Somewhere back there." Tsuna said.

"A threat?"

Tsuna just took a moment to close his eyes and opened them back again.

"Nope. Guess I'm just of my hinges."

"Looks like we reached. Let's talk to our accounts manager then." Reborn said as the group made their way inside the bank.

"Halt." One of the goblin guards ordered with his hand held out.

"Why?" Tsuna asked. He knew that there were guards on the door (every sensible bank had guards on the door). What he didn't get was why were they halted.

"We don't do business with the 'cursed ones'." The goblin said while pointing rudely towards Reborn.

Reborn was just a few moments away from snapping. Everyone in the group knew that fact. An angry Reborn was never nice. The mess and paperwork always proved so.

"It's former Sun Arcobaleno and current Consiglierie to Vongola Decimo to you, Goblin." Reborn said in a very dark voice, his trusted partner, Leon had already turned into the familiar green and black gun. His patience was already running thin. "Now let us in, or else I'll have to pen a really strongly worded letter to your King, giving the reasons why I went on a massacre on the Goblin Nation's territory."

Of course, the massive killing intent emanating from Reborn completely froze the guard on the door.

'Newbie.' Daniela thought. "I am Daniela di Vongola. Vongola Ottavo. My family and the Goblin Nation have been friends for generations. Of course, we wouldn't a minor issue like this, cause cracks in our relationship now, would we? Plus, the Arcobaleno's curse has already been dealt with. That yellow pacifier on his neck is just a showpiece." Daniela said while taking the diplomatic route. Even she, at her age now wouldn't be able to stop Reborn from slaughtering the bank because they pissed him off big time.

"Of-of course, Lady Daniela. Please forgive me for my ignorance." The guard shakily said, as he was still reeling from Reborn's massive killing intent.

"Brilliant." Daniela said with a smile. "Well, let's go in then." She said to the rest of the group. Everyone nodded as they went inside the bank.

One hour and a half later…

The Vongola group came out of the bank after concluding their business. One Tsunayoshi Sawada, though, was absolutely pale. Why? Well…

Knifedge. The account manager of the Vongola and Sawada assets in the British Isles had provided them the statements for the last six months.

It was nothing short of mind-boggling.

The amount was given in all major currencies (on Tsuna's insistence, for some reason). American Dollars, Pound Sterlings, The Euro, Japanese Yen, Kuwaiti Dinars, Indian Rupees, Chinese Renminbi, Galleons, Dragots, Bezants… The amounts were crazy.

'WE'RE TOO BLOODY RICH!' Tsuna internally screamed while looking towards the sky.

(On a side note, Knifedge said the amounts were still continously increasing. Further, horrifying Tsuna.)

AN: Two members of the Marauders have met the best the Vongola Family has to offer. What do you think their thoughts will be? I wonder who noticed I just introduced someone *grins*. Also yeah, Tsuna is genuinely shocked at how much money his family has in the British Isles only. Tell me what you guys think about this chapter. This is MKOFFICIAL357 signing out. Peace.