In a split second, several things happened, three silver knives came at him, a scarred man smirked, holding out a gun marked with an X, a cat-like grin on his features and, as Harry was preparing to block the knives, someone shot in front of him with a sword attached to his arm and blocked them with ease, looking irritated. Then time began to move again and the door slammed open, armed guards filtering in and immediately grabbing Harry who was still trying to get his bearings after such abrupt travel and hoisting him up, yanking off his rings in quick succession. Harry narrowed his eyes, he didn't like this. Not at all. He leant lightly against his captors, testing their strength, feeling the subtle relaxing of the muscles of the inexperienced soldiers and taking full advantage.

Throwing his weight forward, he broke free, catching the rings which had been thrown high into the air with his movement and sliding them, along with his trembling Vongola ring which he immediately slid on, a puff of black and red flames streaming across his hands and causing the tattoo's on his hands to glow deeply. Harry blurred into a flurry of black and red flames and then, standing where he had once stood, a beautiful leopard stood, tail swishing lightly, claws tearing into the ground heavily as the large paw flexed. The soldiers lunged but the silver haired man backhanded them easily, leaning down to lightly stroke the ears of the abnormally huge leopard which purred lightly as it shifted its weight.

In a blur of speed the huge cat-Harry had taken down the armed guards, not killed them but put them all in hospital for a good while. The cat's eyes met the bored ones of Xanxus who regarded him before jerking his head slightly, Harry padded towards Xanxus who reached out and lightly stroked the silky furred ears, the car changing back almost unconsciously into Harry's original form, Harry was utterly calm with Xanxus' hand on his head, his body going slack against the chair as Xanxus gently twisted the hair under his palm.

"Xanxus! Let me..!" One of the group said, one of the more colourful of them and wearing sunglasses. Xanxus gave him a furious look and the guy backed down without another word, Xanxus had completely tamed Harry with but a touch and Harry couldn't care less as he purred lightly, a cat even out of his animagus form. With the boss' intervention, things had calmed and the guards all left, those that could stand helped out those who were unable to. Squalo settled once again onto the sofa, the sword disappearing underneath his arm as he relaxed, the blonde haired guy with the knives settled as well, lightly spinning one on his finger as if he was in the circus.

"And who are you?" Xanxus said, his voice low and like steel as he lightly twirled the hair beneath his hand. Harry whimpered softly as the hand slid downwards to lightly stroke his neck.

"Harry Potter." Harry mumbled, not protesting as he was forced to stand up by Xanxus and the man studied him with a practiced eye.

"Boss!" Squalo said urgently, leaning forwards with his hand up to his ear. "Boss! That damn guardian of the brat's, Ryohei, wants to discuss plans for an attack on Millefiore." Xanxus stood and grabbed the transmitter from Squalo, putting it to his ear as he lightly tugged Harry towards him, the guardian unprepared for the movement as he fell into Xanxus, who caught him lightly and threw him onto a sofa, pinning him down with his knees.

Harry didn't know why he wasn't fighting back, he just felt odd around Xanxus, similar to how he felt around Tsuna but 10 times more, he felt submissive as if he should bow down to this man. While Tsuna was the stronger, Xanxus was older and he had been raised to be a boss, he had the better leadership skills. Harry didn't struggle as Xanxus knelt on him, talking on the phone to Ryohei, he still didn't get what was going on, nor did he know where he was, all he knew was that he felt right lying underneath Xanxus, the mans hands rubbing lightly in all the right places. He didn't even care that Xanxus' mafia family were watching, he just lay there and enjoy it.

Hours later after a length explanation about where he was, Harry was leaning on the edge of the balcony outside the large room, his hair floated lightly along the breeze as he stared out at the forest below. The Varia had long since gone to sleep so it was only him watching the stillness of the night, the silver moonlight streaming downwards, glistening beautifully. It was this night that brought back memories.

Bright green eyes stared up through the small gap in the stone wall, his hand moving slightly as if he could catch the beautiful light between his pale fingers. He heard the door open and close, thudding softly against the stone but he didn't look around, transfixed by the light that was so rare in his prison. A soft chuckle had him freezing, fear crawling swiftly up his spine as the white haired man knelt down to where he was chained, black chains curling up his arms to clamp around his wrists which were trapped in a straight jacket, his mouth covered with a strange metal gag that covered half his face, blocking off all speech and making even breathing difficult.

Harry shifted in the chair that he was chained heavily too, his eyes blinking up at the grinning white haired man who chuckled with a deceptive smile. Byakuran lightly unclipped the gag, pulling it downwards and grinning. "So Harry, are you going to tell me then?" Byakuran purred lightly, tilting his head towards the still open door and muttering. "Come on in." A shadow lightly played across the door and standing there was a yellow eyed stranger. "Genkishi, this here is Harry and he knows something, I want you to get out of him, okay?" The yellow eyed man regarded Byakuran and nodded slowly, loyal to a fault.

"Of course, Byakuran. I will get the information you require." Genkishi entered with stoic yellow eyes and Byakuran lightly clipped the gag back on, stifling Harry's voice as the pain that followed caused him to scream.

Harry shook his head lightly, breaking away from the memories and lightly touching one of the numerous marks that littered his body after years of torture, this one rested across his collarbone, he closed his eyes and smiled, remembering that the past was just that, the past. He would never forget it but he wouldn't dwell on it, instead he would make peace and defeat Byakuran. He swore on that.

Sawada Tsunayoshi fell to his knees, gasping heavily as he fought for breath, his new move was tiring and he could do with a break. Tsuna felt himself suddenly wishing for one of his guardians, Harry. Even though Tsuna had only know Harry for a couple of days, Tsuna had a soft spot for the somewhat placid guardian who he had managed to trust in a short amount of time. Ryohei had told him that Harry too had arrived in this time period and Harry was in Italy, Tsuna couldn't wait to see him again. With that though, Tsuna stood with new strength. He had to do this!

Vendicare Prison

In the depths of a water cell, Rokudo Mukuro watched over the up and coming battle with a smirk, his body was weak but his spirit soared, these damn chains wouldn't hold him for much longer. He sent a silent curse to his guards and struggled lightly, muttering promises inside his head.

Authors Note:

Right, this chapter struggled out at the end BUT FINALLY IT BEGINS! Five chapters in and we have the start of the arc! Just wait you guys! Plenty of secrets left to come! REEVIEWWWW