AN: Hello you wonderful readers! Thanks so much for the reviews and the support for this story, in thanks to all of you I included a small omake that follows from the previous one, I hope you enjoy it!

This chapter is quite a bit longer than the previous one, and there are some things that happen which are completely AU, so watch out! If any of you have questions about this chapter, please read my ridiculously long AN at the bottom, and if you have more questions just send me a PM or review, and I'll do my best to answer them (as long as they're not about future chapters!).

WARNING: This fic may contain many clichés known to fanfic readers everywhere, but I hope that at least some of my ideas are original. If not—well, this is fanfiction people! We can't all be geniuses at literature!

Disclaimer: I don't own Katekyo Hitman Reborn or Harry Potter, they belong to JK Rowling and Akira Amano. If I did own them, I'd be rich and own a mansion or something.

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Death's Curse: Chapter 9

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Tsunayoshi Sawada was walking home after an uneventful day at school with his friend Yamamoto Takeshi.

Gokudera had wanted to come, but he'd forgotten that he had to go grocery shopping. He lived alone after all.

His friend turned to him with a smile. "So what are you doing this afternoon? Do you have any plans?"

Tsuna had finished his homework already, so he said he wasn't really doing anything.

"Why don't you come over to my dad's sushi shop? You guys still haven't met!"

Tsuna replied. "Sure!"

As they turned around to head towards Takesushi, Tsuna noticed that the street they were walking in was empty.

He looked around silently.

'I don't have a good feeling about this, usually this street is pretty busy at this time.'

Yamamoto seemed to be thinking the same thing.

"Hey Tsuna? Isn't this street strangely empty today?", he laughed nervously.

Tsuna tried to smile back, but it came out kind of shaky. "I'm sure people are just in their homes or something."

'This isn't good",Tsuna thought. 'If something happens right now, I'll have to tell Yamamoto about the whole mafia situation! I don't want him to know about this, he's just a normal guy!'

Yamamoto looked as if he wanted to say something reassuring as well, but suddenly they found themselves surrounded by a circle of people wearing theatre comedy and tragedy masks and long black cloaks.

While Yamamoto looked around warily, knowing that something strange was going on, Tsuna was panicking.

'The masks...they look so familiar!'

Suddenly, a memory was remembered, after so many years.

FLASHBACK

Harry was in a forest, yelling at himself for acting so foolishly.

'You idiot! How could you have let your guard down so easily!'

It had only been five months since Voldemort's demise and he had been walking through Diagon Alley looking for the perfect gift for his godson Teddy Lupin, when suddenly he'd felt the familiar rush of a portkey as something was thrown at him.

Quickly taking note of his surroundings it became quite obvious that he was in a forest, and the point-me spell he'd attempted had failed, which meant that there were wards around.

'Shit! Why am I even here?!'

He looked around frantically, searching for any sign of anything he recognized but found nothing, nothing but trees as far as he could see.

A few seconds later he heard the familiar crack of apparition and found himself surrounded by an army of people in cloaks wearing theater masks, and there was one man standing in front of the others, clearly their leader.

The man spoke.

"Harry Potter, the man-who-conquered, or so I've heard recently."

The amusement in the others voice was easy to hear, and loathe as he was to admit it, it brought down Harry's guard, if only a miniscule amount.

"Yeah well, the Daily Prophet isn't really well known for their creativity are they?", he replied.

"No they are not", the man replied.

The other man suddenly tensed, as if remembering the real reason for their current encounter.

"Indeed. Now that pleasantries are over, I'd like to ask you a few questions".

"Ask away."

Harry could feel the other's excitement as the man asked eagerly, "I recently heard that you were in possession of three items, the deathly hallows I believe you call them?"

Oh. So apparently he was one of THOSE people, those that believed in the power of the hallows to allow their master to overcome Death itself.

He had no idea what had happened or who had told, but a few days after the Battle of Hogwarts, news had gone out about him being the master of the deathly hallows.

Some had just written it of as another great thing about their so called saviour, while others had grown greedy, and tried to challenge him or even kill him for the items.

So far, he'd been lucky, and none of the situations had been very serious.

Harry was careful as he answered, well aware that there were some very fanatical believers out there, and that this cloaked stranger could prove to be one of the worst.

"Well, I was in possession of those items for a short amount of time, but they are no longer with me."

Lie. Well, a half-lie. He had parted with both the stone and the wand, choosing to part with them while he still didn't feel tempted to use their power.

The other man suddenly gave off an air of resignation. "Well then, I guess it can't be helped."

He turned towards his other companions. "Kill him."

The moment the man uttered those words, Harry knew he was screwed. He'd have to fight his way out.

The others stepped forward and pulled out their wands and Harry did the same.

"Expelliarmus!"

"Protego!"

"Lumos Maxima!"

"Bombarda!"

"Sectumsempra!"

And an overwhelming amount of Avada Kadavras met his ears as he dropped and rolled while shouting out the name of every combat spell he knew, which admittedly was a fairly large amount.

Many days later as he was questioned about the fight and the events that followed he would admit that he didn't know how he managed to make it out of there alive.

In a moment of desperation he remembered that fateful day in the graveyard and his way of escape.

'It wouldn't hurt to try.' He thought as he used his last spell before falling unconscious.

"Accio Portkey!"

Just before darkness entered his vision he felt a familiar object collide with his hand and he felt a pulling sensation.

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As the years had gone by and he'd discovered the true fate of the master of death, he'd completely forgotten about his meeting with the strange group, deeming it unimportant considering his newly found out 'reincarnation issues'.

'How can they be here? I'm positive this isn't even the same reality, as far as I know there's no Wizarding world here!'

Yamamoto turned to him. "Tsuna..."

Before he could complete his sentence one of the men took out a gun.

The other men also pulled out guns, and they all pointed them at Tsuna.

The man he remembered as their leader stepped in front of the others.

"So we meet again."

Tsuna just had one question. "How are you here? How did you find me?"

The man seemed to be hiding an infuriating smirk underneath the mask as he just replied with, "Magic."

Nervously, aware that his friend was caught inside of the circle of men along with him he asked why they'd come and what they wanted.

"What we want is easy Master of Death", the man said mockingly, as if disgusted with Tsuna's status.

"We want your death."

How very final those words seemed to be, portrayed without the slightest hesitation, as if walking up to a child and telling them they wished to kill them was something completely normal.

"Unfortunately, or powers don't seem to work very well in this universe, so we'll have to make do with these disgusting muggle contraptions."

He heard a shot and turned towards his friend, noticing that the other was unconscious on the floor.

"What...what did you do?!"

The others laughed, it was a chilling sound and the leader replied, "Don't worry, it's just a sleeping drug, he'll be up and about in no time!"

Tsuna was beginning to think the man was bipolar.

"Why do you want the hallows anyways? They bring nothing but pain to their master, and besides, I don't even have them anymore!"

The other man seemed to consider the pros and cons of answering the boy's question and decided that it didn't matter anyway.

"Harry Potter, you don't know how many years it took to find you, how much work and research went into finding out where you'd gone! And I did it all for the hallows, I am their rightful owner, but the only way for them to truly belong to me is if their previous master dies!", he replied with hysteria. For some reason these people knew who he was, even though he looked nothing like how he'd looked like as Harry Potter.

'Oh yeah, this man's a nutter.'

He continued, "I know for a fact that you have the resurrection stone on your finger, I can feel it's magic even from here."

'Oh shit! How am I going to get out of this one? I'm surrounded by psychotic maniacs!'

He mulled over his previous thoughts.

'Oh who am I kidding? This is practically the story of my life!'

As he activated his flames, thinking that his day couldn't possibly get any worse, it did.

'Damn you Murphy's Law!'

Reborn had arrived. Tsuna could sense him watching from a rooftop.

'What am I going to do now?', he thought incredulously.

His day HAD gotten worse.

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Reborn had been calmly reading a book in Tsuna's room when he realized how late it was.

'My foolish student would have called if he knew he'd be late, where is he?'

Suddenly getting a sense of foreboding, he left the house and began to search the town of Namimori.

Flying on his Leon glider, he flew over the streets, finally finding his wayward student surrounded with suspicious people in cloaks, all holding guns.

His rain guardian was unconscious at his feet while Tsuna and the group's leader stared at each other. As loathe as he was to admit it, it seemed that they knew each other. 'Perhaps a previous assassination attempt?'

Feeling slightly guilty, he decided to watch from afar, hoping to find out more about his student, yet ready to act if things got out of hand.

One of the people slightly in front of the others looked at his student and spoke.

"This is your last chance Master of Death, if you give up now we'll kill you quickly, you can't use your powers here after all."

Tsuna seemed to realize something and smirked. "Can't use my powers huh?"

Before the others could do anything, his student used his flames to jump over the heads of his assailants.

The others seemed to startle. 'So they don't know about Dying Will flames', Reborn thought, 'but what's this 'Master of Death' business, how do you know each other Tsuna?'

His student seemed to have more secrets than he thought.

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'Damn it! Why did these idiots have to call me that?! Reborn's going to interrogate me after this, I just know it!'

Figuring that him responding wouldn't make the situation any worse than it already was, he asked once again, "How did you get here?!"

The crazy leader finally told him.

"Our master helped us, we'd been looking for you for years, and suddenly there he was, standing in front of me, and he offered to help, to take us to you so I could finally get what I wanted and my revenge for that humiliating day so many years before!"

'Master...?'

"What did he look like?"

The man's fanatical tone of voice was heard once more. "None of us know what he looks like, but he's powerful, more powerful than all of us!"

"How were you able to use magic anyway!", the man's tone was accusing.

"It wasn't magic", he replied truthfully.

"What do you mean it wasn't? It has to have been, but our master told us magic wasn't available here!"

Tsuna finally had enough. "Why don't we stop with the pleasantries and get this over with."

The man nodded. "Agreed", turning he yelled. "Kill him!"

The other men pointed their guns towards Tsuna and began to fire. He was able to avoid the bullets easily, it seemed that the wizards had no experience of shooting weapons that weren't sticks of wood.

Luckily, when he'd jumped over the others he'd led them away from Yamamoto so he didn't get killed.

Tsuna, with the help of his flames jumped, dived, and danced away from the bullets gracefully, showing that all his lessons with Reborn hadn't been for nothing, actually helping him improve his movements.

The men grew angry, and their shots became so sloppy that some even managed to shoot each other.

Tsuna, while evading the bullets spun and kicked the guns out of his opponents hands, and took one of the guns.

Silently wishing for a second that it wasn't necessary, he pointed it towards the others and shot.

The sound of guns eventually stopped, and soon the only person left standing was Tsuna, with a group of people lying dead or unconscious at his feet.

He took out a phone and pressed the speed-dial for Hibari's number.

His friend's apathetic tone was heard when he answered.

"What is it omnivore, I was sleeping."

Tsuna just bluntly told him about his recent incident, confirming that some of the assailants were still alive.

Hibari assured him that they'd soon be disposed of, and told him to leave the scene ASAP or he wouldn't like the consequences of being found covered in blood in the middle of such a scene.

He agreed, knowing that the outcome of that would be awkward, especially if his mother found out.

Finally he said, "Kyoya, thank you."

He noticed the skylarks hesitation as he answered, "You're welcome...Tsuna."

Tsuna smiled, glad that his friend would always be there to help him out, no matter how uncaring he seemed.

After ending the call, he noticed that Reborn's presence was gone, and his smile vanished.

He knew that when he got home he would have much to answer for, and he wasn't looking forward to that.

Noticing that Yamamoto was waking up, he activated his flames once more and took them away from the scene.

"Tsunnnaaa... What happened?"

He looked down at his friend, seeing the confusion and slight fear the previous events had caused.

For a second, he considered telling him everything, the whole truth, but something inside of him gave him the feeling that it was too soon, that he wouldn't take the truth very well.

"Ah...Yamamoto! Those men that attacked us... it was a case of mistaken identity! Kyoya came and took them away, but they shot a tranquilizer dart at you."

Seeing the slight panic his words caused, he continued. "But don't worry, there won't be any lasting damage!"

Yamamoto still didn't look as if he completely believed Tsuna's story even when they parted ways at his dad's shop, the promise of meeting him forgotten in the excitement of just moments before.

As he walked home Tsuna thought about the questions he'd soon be facing courtesy of Reborn.

'Seems like I'll have to come clean about some things, he thought forlornly.

He had no doubt that the people who had attacked him wouldn't be seen again, but the biggest question was; who had sent them?

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OMAKE: continuation of previous

Tsuna had been woken up at a reasonable hour, by his alarm clock that is.

'Something's not right, usually Reborn is here looking awake and trying to break my nose with that hammer of his', he thought.

Suddenly he remembered what he'd done the night before to the sugar jar, and didn't feel like getting out of bed and walking downstairs.

After a few minutes he decided to just get it over with and got ready for school. Once he entered the kitchen, he noticed Reborn sitting down on one of the chairs, waiting for him.

The baby smiled once he saw him. "Oh Tsuna, I'm adding another thing to your list of activities around the house."

Smiling nervously while wondering what the crazy baby wanted him to do, he asked what he meant.

"From now on you'll be making my espresso every morning", Reborn said, smile turning cruel.

If possible, the baby looked even more evil when he added, "And if it's not to my liking, you have to run seven laps around Namimori. While I shoot at you."

Tsuna thanked the heavens that he'd worked at a coffee place in one of his lives, and decided that it wasn't worth the trouble to get revenge on his tutor, unless he wished his life expectancy to lower.

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AN: And that's it people! We have crossed over into AU at last. I mean, you could argue that the story had been AU since the beginning, but this is when I consider this story an AU. What did you think? Next chapter we'll see Reborn's interrogation, and he'll finally find out some of Tsuna's secrets!

Some of you might be wondering who was the person to send that group of people after Tsuna, and why it was so easy to defeat them, and here's my answer:

The character who sent the crazy man's group (referred to as CMG) never intended for CMG to actually defeat Tsuna, more like let him know that there's someone out there coming for him and make him paranoid and stuff. CMG isn't really important to the story, they were just a group of wizards who were stupid enough to listen to a complete stranger and go to a world they knew nothing about (hence them not knowing about flames).

If any of you are wondering about how so many years have passed for Tsuna yet the CMG was still alive, I'll use the whole 'time passes differently in different worlds' answer. For the CMG maybe ten or fifteen years had gone by, while for Tsuna it had been considerably more.

So sorry for the long author's note, but I just wanted to make sure some of the previous events were understandable to my readers.

I hope you enjoyed this chapter, and don't forget to REVIEW!