Sloth: I'm alive! I apologize for the long wait guys. I had a lot of issues to work about, plus a major writer's block. Well, not really major. I just didn't know what to write for the next three chapters. I do have the big climax planned out and I was catching up with chapters, writing them ahead. So in other words, weekly updates will continue. All new chapters are waiting to be posted each week. I won't tell you how many chapters are left, but I can tell you we're near the halfway point, so don't expect an ending any time soon. You can expect some great action scenes soon.

I want to thank every who is still reading this and apologize for the wait. I'm truly sorry.

And added note, more secrets are revealed this chapter! While new ones are formed. In addition, a cameo from a Bleach character. a cookie to whoever can guess who he is. His identity, for those who don't know who he is, will be revealed later down in the road. This is just a reminder that this is a slight crossover with Bleach, using references and plot ideas from the anime series, but none of the charaters (minus obvious cameoes).

Lastly, I know not everyone likes the idea of the Blurs staying in Hogwarts, but trust me, the reasons for it will be revealed. In addtion, I don't own Harry Potter or any anime references.

Enjoy the first of many new chapters.

First Day of School

"Rough night?"

"Shut up." Red snapped at his blond friend. Rough wouldn't exactly be the word Red would have used to describe the night he had. It was filled with nothing but violent thrashing, broken furniture, and some a missing stair case. Yes, Red would definitely have trouble getting into the shack next time. He was just lucky he didn't use Cerberus. A flaming shack in the middle of the night would be hard to explain. Then again, he could always blame it on Death Eaters.

"When exactly are we due for hell?" the boy asked as he rubbed his tired eyes.

"In an hour," Autumn replied as she slid a plate of peanut butter and jelly sandwich over to him. "Eat up, Severus will be picking us up in an hour."

Red grinned at the sight of food and started digging in. As he stuffed half of it into his gullet, he noticed that someone was missing.

"Where's Raven? Still sleeping?"

"Actually, he was up before me," Autumn said thoughtful. Red almost choked on his sandwich and Bleach had to whack him on the back to dislodge it.

"He was up? Before noon? Without any of us to get him up?"

Autumn nodded, looking out the window thoughtfully. She was concerned about Raven. She wasn't sure if the others had noticed it, but Raven had been acting different. It was subtle things really. He'd wake up earlier, stay up later, and be quieter. Perhaps it might have been the encounter with Lily or Nicholas that got a reaction from him. Or maybe Raven was begrudging with the fact that he'd have to spend a week with his brother and father. Or maybe it was just something else. It made no sense and when things made no sense, Autumn grew concerned.

She had always based things on logic. Growing up, she was a fragile girl with a lot of intelligence. If things weren't logical, they weren't real. And it was weirder when she learned about and produced magic. Still, her mind managed to find some logic behind the world of the supernatural. She was just too scientific for her own good.

"Oi. Autumn. Oi!"

"Uh? Oh, you say something Red?"

Red shook his head.

"Never mind. I'm too tired to figure out what's going on in that brain of yours. Come on Bleach, let's go through Diagon Alley one more time before we leave."

"Sounds fun."

The two boys ran out the door, leaving Autumn behind in their dust. The girl sighed and shook her head. Maybe she was getting too old, but raiding Diagon Alley just didn't seem fun anymore.

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"Oh my lord. I can't believe I just thought that."

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The fresh air was always a welcomed change to his usually hectic and immature life. The cool breeze brushed through his hair, taming what he couldn't. Emerald green orbs stared out at the light blue sky. Puffs of white drifted lazily across the endless blue above. The smell of fresh cut grass filled his nostrils as he took a deep, calming breath of air. It was very rare for Raven to wake up before the sun rise, especially since he would never sleep until three in the morning. However, on those rare times that he did manage to wake up early, he always did enjoy the smell of the morning.

He was never sure why the sun rise made him feel so calm on the inside. It was only a distant memory really. Possibly, somewhere in the recesses of his mind. He closed his eyes, letting the light of the morning warm his body. Meditation was something he had learned from his teacher. Severus had taught him to meditate to bring down his stress levels. It was only because of his constant meditation that Raven was the cool, calm teenager that he was. Without it he'd…well, he'd probably be as temperamental and edgy as Red.

He chuckled at the thought of Red. He sure had a problem with keeping his temper in check.

Sudden shouting disturbed his meditation and Raven moved his elbow from his eyes to see the cause. Two boys were running ahead of their parents. They looked to be about five or possible six years old. The taller of the two, possibly the older brother, was dragging his younger.

"Come on. Let's play."

"But we can get hurt."

"No we won't."

The older coaxed the younger towards the swings. Raven felt a slight twitch in his eyebrow. Something about that scene seemed to irritate his mind. He ignored it and covered his eyes with his arm again. He attempted to drift back to sleep when he felt a familiar, yet disturbing aura around him. It was a strong, yet well contained. Raven cautiously pulled his arm away. He had only been around this presence when he was in Japan with Severus. He frowned at the sight of the green clad man, a paper fan hiding his mischievous smirk.

"Well, if it isn't my favorite student," came the enthusiastic voice of the man. His voice suddenly dropped to a low, ominous tone, "How've you been Potter-kun?"

At this point, there was only one word that went through Raven's mind.

"Shit."

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Lily Potter sighed as she washed the dishes. She had been hoping that Harry would have come to the restaurant today. She had wished so badly to see him again. Especially today. She knew today was the day that he and his friends would be going to Hogwarts. For one whole week they would be at the school, interacting with other students. Her son, the son she had let slip through her hands because she had been so neglectful of him. And now he would be so close, yet still out of her reach. It just seemed to be unfair.

Some part of her told her she deserved this. That no caring mother would have let her child run away like that. No loving mother would have given up on her child no matter how long it had been since he was gone. If any mother deserved her child again it was Molly. Molly who had done everything in her power to look for her son, even when others had given up, until she was nothing more but a secluded shell of her former self. Lily hadn't done anything to look for Harry and now she would never get the chance to have him in her arms ever again. She sighed, finishing the dishes.

"Lily," Petunia's voice called from the doorway of the kitchen. Lily turned to her sister, seeing an annoyed look on her face.

"Yes Tuny?"

"You've got a visitor," Petunia said. The way she had said visitor made it seem like it was someone Petunia didn't like. Lily could only guess who it was as she walked towards the door. Walking out, she saw the last person she expected to see.

"Severus."

"Lily," Severus greeted with a smile. Petunia made a 'harrumph' sound as she walked away, giving the two some sort of privacy. Petunia and Severus glared at each other briefly as the woman walked by the wizard. Severus then returned to friendly mood and he looked at Lily.

"How are you?" he asked.

"I-I'm fine. Don't take this the wrong way Severus, but what are you doing here?"

Severus smiled.

"A friend can't stop by and have a conversation?"

Lily narrowed her eyes at the man.

"Well, if you had stopped by years ago maybe, but now? I'm not sure if you're just here for a polite conversation or if you've got a hidden agenda. After all, you did raise Harry for the past six years." She bit her lip as the memory of the conversation they had had last weekend returned to her. Who would have known that Severus Snape, one of the lone snakes of Hogwarts, would raise and care for four…street orphans. It just showed how much he's changed.

"Thank you."

"I beg your pardon," Severus inquired.

"For taking care of Harry when I failed to do so. And the other kids as well. Ronald, Draco, and that girl. They had no one and you took them in. I know Harry will never look at me and James as his parents, but I don't blame you for that. You did what we should have."

"Lily, don't blame yourself."

"Why shouldn't I?" she asked. "Harry ran away because we never loved him. He stayed with you because you did."

Severus sighed. He hadn't come to make his childhood friend feel like this. This was the last thing he had ever wanted to do. He sighed before placing a gentle hand on her shoulder.

"Lily, I didn't come here to gloat or make you feel bad. I just came to talk."

"Just talk?"

"Yes. I thought, while those four rambunctious hooligans are in Hogwarts for the week, you might want to know what they've been up ever since I found them. I know you wish you had taken care of Harry, but I think this might be the next best thing right? I've already asked Molly if she wanted to talk about Ron," he said, gesturing to a table where Ginny and Molly were sitting. Lily was surprised to see the older woman. "So how about it?"

There was a long pause as Lily thought about the offer.

"Ok."

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The day had seemed to past by so quickly. It was like time had sped up and before they knew it, Raven and his little gang of misfits was standing in front of the gates of Hogwarts. The castle stood tall, its marble bricks shimmering blue in the night. It would be about dinner time, which was the agreed time that Raven had negotiated with the headmaster. Both Bleach and Red were looking for their teacher. Severus had said he would be meeting them tonight, but so far there was no sign the man. Autumn stood patiently next to Raven, taking in the beautiful architecture of the castle. She took a moment to take her eyes off the structure to catch a glimpse of Raven. The dark haired boy looked more stoic than usual.

"Raven?"

"Hm?"

"Are you ok? You seem more quite than usual."

The boy said nothing at first, his green eyes focusing only on the building.

"I got a visitor today."

This caught the attention of the other two members of their group. Bleach leaned in, draping his arm over Raven's shoulder.

"Anyone we happen to know?" he asked curiously.

There was a pregnant pause as Raven took his eyes off the castle and focused them on the sky above them.

"Yeah. A little candy shop owner from Japan."

Red frowned.

"That overly perky guy? What would he want with us? The last time we were with him he almost got us killed."

"If I remember correctly Red, we agreed to the extra training," Autumn informed him. "Severus even told us of the dangers beforehand. And if it wasn't for Harry's sensei and his friends we wouldn't be where we are today. We would've just been a bunch of wizards with magic swords-"

"Instead of wizards with killer magical transforming swords!" Bleach finished cheerfully. The blond turned back to Raven, turning serious. "So what did he want?"

"He needed us collect some items for him."

"We're listening."

Without taking his eyes off the moon, Raven reached into the pocket of his leather jacket and fished out a sheet of paper. On it were what appeared to be chicken scratches. However, after a few years in Japan, it was easy to tell that the list was written in kanji, despite the horrible hand writing.

"Apparently our friends in Japan are having some trouble with some of their detection equipment. It started almost 60 years ago," Raven explained. "It was weak at first, but over time the disturbances started to get stronger. That is until four years ago. One of their spies reported a decrease in the disturbances. I'll give you three guesses on who did it."

"Potter."

Raven nodded.

"Remember when we read about the Chamber of Secrets in the Prophet? Well our inside man reported to Boss, who told Sensei, what Nicholas did to decrease the dark disturbances. Apparently he stabbed a cursed diary."

Bleach snorted.

"You're telling us a girl's diary created a powerful enough disturbance to mess with the tech all the way in Japan's magical community? Must be some heck of a book."

"Could be a Death Note," Red snorted.

"It wasn't a girl's diary. It belonged to Tom Riddle."

Silence. Gears began to turn in their heads, each individual drawing their own conclusion. The list in Raven's hand was starting to make sense.

"So our little escapade is now a seek and destroy mission?" Autumn asked, rubbing her chin thoughtfully. "I would love to know more on those items though."

"From what Boss and Sensei have gathered on their own and from our inside man, only two of the items on here are in Hogwarts. One of them none of them know the location to. There is a theory that one of them is in Gringotts while the last one is most likely with Moldy-Wart himself."

"And Potter already took care of the diary," Bleach mused. "So, we're here for a week to steal and gather information on Hogwarts as well as to go treasure hunting for an overly enthusiastic candy seller. Should I be enjoying the idea this much?"

"Well it's not just that," Raven began. "There's kind of another reason why I agreed to come here. And it's not just to steal any old item."

Three pairs of eyes stared at him.

"Go on," Autumn urged.

Raven opened his mouth to speak, but was interrupted by the loud, thundering sound of the front gates opening. Light flood the courtyard and basked the four within it. Standing before them was a tall, well dressed witch. She was fairly old, with a pair of thick framed glasses. She bore a stern expression as she gazed at the four youths.

No one said a word.

The aging professor fixed her gaze on Raven.

"I see you've arrived. Would you like to know of the rules you will have to follow here now, or would you rather wait to hear them in the Grand Hall," she said with an annoyed drawl. Bleach smirked at the question.

"We could go either way, but rules are meant to be broken, so it won't matter."

McGonagall glared at him.

"I hope you would do no such thing. You may be Dumbledore's guests, but guest none the less. You should respect the rules."

"I'd rather eat vomit flavored beans," Red said dryly. McGonagall straightened to her full height, eyeing the four teens. A sudden wave of powerful magic ran through the four, causing gulps to be heard from three of them. Raven, apparently unaffected by McGonagall's magical killer intent, smirked.

"Don't worry. We'll be good."

For now. He added in his head.

"Very well. Follow me."

Without another word, McGonagall lead them into the castle.

They filed into Hogwarts, the great and knowing castle welcoming its lost children into its waiting halls. The whole castle just seemed to brightened with the arrival of its four lost children. If only it could have its fifth and final lost student returned to her, then Hogwarts could truly feel complete.

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"Nicholas. Nicholas. Nick!"

"Looks like we've lost him mate."

"Pity, he was a good guy."

"Dudley, don't take his tarts."

"Well he's not eating them."

Nicholas Potter pulled his eyes away from the Advanced Potions text book he had been reading from and glared at his friends.

"Dudley put down my tarts. I'm still alive you gits."

"Well pardon us for believing you kicked the bucket. You've been staring at that bloody book every since you got it in Potions," Dudley pointed out. "Just because it helped you win Slughorn's Liquid Luck doesn't mean it's magical. Well, more magical. I mean, has magic in it. I uh…"

"Don't hurt yourself Dudley." Nicholas teased before taking back one of his tarts and popping it in his mouth. "Besides, it's not the potion I'm interested in. However this Half-Blood Prince is, he's a great spell maker. Look at this, Sectumsepra. What do you think it does?"

"Sounds kind of nasty," Nevel mused.

"Maybe we can test it out on one of Nevel's plants," Dudley suggested, much to the dismay and protest of said botanist.

"You leave my plants alone!"

"Fine, we'll use Trevor."

"Oi!"

The two started to argue. Nicholas, like everyone else at the Gryffindor table, ignored the nightly routine. It was a common occurrence between the two friends. It happened so very often that everyone in Hogwarts acted like it was as normal as the ghosts. Finding the potion book to be more interesting, Nicholas turned his attention back to that. It had been a sheer luck that he had found the book. He had lost his book the night after his run in with his brother. He couldn't remember where he had placed it or if he had tossed it during his angry fit. Either way, he had no book for potions and Slughorn had allowed him to get one from the locked cabinet in the back of the room. There was only one book in there. It was an old, pre-used book. Notes on potions and spells were scattered all over the pages.

However, there was one word within the book that really caught his attention. It was written on random pages, with little to no info behind it. And where there were information on the spell, they were jotted randomly with words that made no sense what so ever. However, it didn't matter to the persistent Potter. He had a lead on whatever his brother might have been doing the past ten years.

"Shikai…"

Suddenly, there was a loud bang, causing the entire Grand Hall to look up as McGonagall walked back in. hushed voices filled the air as the students caught sight of four young teens following the transfiguration professor. They all wore the same blue cap, covering their hair. Each were dressed in muggle clothing, making the student body wonder what these teens were doing here at Hogwarts.

"Oi, Nicholas, look."

Following Dudley's words, Nicholas looked up to see McGonagall walking towards the head table. However, what really caught his attention were the four capped teens. He easily recognized the caps to be the ones Harry had been wearing on Saturday. He had forgotten that they were supposed to come to Hogwarts this week. Sudden determination started to bubble deep inside the green eyed boy.

"May I have your attention please?" Dumbledore began. Nicholas didn't hear much of the speech. His eyes focused on the matching emerald eyes that were behind a pair of wire framed glasses. The two brothers made eye contact, each silently conveying a message to the other. One challenged the other to try and convince him to join the "perfect family". The other challenged his twin to bring on whatever he had planned. This was going to be some hell of a week.

AN: Just a quick question. While writing this chapter, an idea occured to me. Should I write a prequel to Blurring Your Perspective involving the adventured Harry and Co had when they were growing up, leading to the occurent events in this story? Just a story of how they got together, what they learned, how they lived, and all the places they've been. The story would of course be multi cross over, involving mostsly Harry Potter and the Shikai references, but the people and places they go to will have other series in it just for kicks and laughes. Well, until next time.