Harry Potter/Kaede (Lucy)

Disclaimer: Neither of the stories belongs to me.

Warning: Contain violence, language, and lot of death (possible implied sex scenes in the future)

What if Harry Potter learned to control magic before he was trained to be submissive? "Abandoned" by Vernon Dursley in Kamakura at the age of six, Harry is not worried at all. He can protect himself. The young girl with pink hair and horns doesn't seems to be able to though. Hmmm…Seeing that she isn't part of the human that he hated wholeheartedly, he would tolerate and protect her…for the time being.

Kaede always knew she was different, unique. Now if she can only just prove that to the new boy at the orphanage…

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Author Comment: Heh, trick you, didn't I? Sorry to disappoint you all but I just realized how short my chapters has been and decided to combine it into one. I am going to start on longer chapters though…may take more time. If I were you, I won't look forward to any this week cuz I have AP exams and need to write more…But definitely next week. Love you all~

p.s. for the chapter that disappeared, it will appeared back in the next chapter 2. *wink*

p.s.s. Oh, and yes. Lucy is going to 'find' her powers the next chapter. Some flashback and death guaranteed! ^_^

Review you all. Whenever I found fifty valid reviews, I'm automatically going to renew a chapter to show appreciation for your support.

Chapter 1

"Ye…yes. Exactly. Thank you for your understanding. Please take care of him. He can be kind of dangerous at times…Yes…You know how kids can get at times. I am really sorry about his loss but…Yes. Yes…Of course. Tomorrow will be fine? Of course, of course." Harry observed the moron talking on the phone blankly. This is really boring, he noted. Harry desperately need some fun. He don't really want to break this uncle of his that can be quite useful at times but at the same time, he doesn't wish to attract suspicion in this new town so soon just because he wish to have some fun. He gave a yawn and amuse himself by watching Vernon's darting frightened glances to him and the little nervous jumps at the slightest sounds he made.

It was fun while it lasted, he thought wistfully and eyes the jumpy man thoughtfully. No…He had his uses and Harry had him extremely near to the breaking point already…No, that just won't do…I need him to look normal, to be a face that can be forgotten as soon as one turns around, so that I can avoid any possible suspicion. He gave himself a firm nod as he decided to keep him this way. Although normality was never an issue of the Dursleys, pushing the bumbling fool any further may result in something unpleasant to them both, Harry admit to himself reluctantly. Being temporarily bored for a short time is better than any future trouble, he reasoned with himself.

"I…I just contacted the orphanage…they agreed to take you in exchange for a minimum fee …" Vernon hesitantly reported to the unpredictable child, afraid and careful of any act that may possibly offend him and invoke his wrath. Harry's emerald eyes flicked open lazily, "Good then. Now go get me a chocolate cake." Vernon instantly obey his whim and began walking to the door, if he learned anything in the past few days, that is not to disobey his nephew's orders because any delay or reluctance would only end in extreme pain on his part, Vernon thought with a shudder.

He stopped suddenly and turn around to face his resting nephew on the couch with visible anxiety. He swallow nervously before gathering all his remaining courage and inquired bravely, "Har…Harry…I…I can go after this…just after this, right?" Harry just stared at his hopeful, uncertain face until he get flustered and his face turn and twist into a fearful feature before replying. He do love to toy with people's emotions. "Yeah. I'll let you go. You'll have to get away though. Leave England, leave Japan, leave America. You do know what will happen if you get caught, right?" He smirk at the man's blanched, ashen-white face. "They won't dare to harm me. But you on the other hand…" Harry watch the man stumble out of the hotel room with satisfaction and flop back to the couch with a content sigh.

Some threats are better left unsaid.

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Harry steal glances around his surrounding as he docilely follow the matron into the orphanage and frown with displeasure as he spot the faces of children everywhere. Humans…what an unpleasant place, he sneers within his mind while maintaining a delighted, curious innocent mask over his childish face. They are looking at him expectantly and began whispering among themselves. The soft murmur of noises doubled and tripled as everybody fought to express their opinion for the new boy at once. His sensitive ears can pick up quite a lot of unwelcoming malicious words as some no doubt wish to "teach" him a lesson and make him learn his place; most of the other children turn silent sullenly at the sound of their voice. No one dared to speak out against them. After all Harry is just another boy. They have ranks already? Disdain filled every fiber of his being and he fought to rein in his emotion with difficulties as he listen to how they plan to deal with him. Aw, shucks. He thought miserably. That is the exact reason I hate humans. I need to be unnoticeable but they just had to make me stand out.

He still managed to secure many curious looks from the children, Harry noted with slight disgust. I don't need attention, he thought with exasperation, Go back to whatever you were doing, I am just another kid in your minds, nothing special, he commanded in his mind and reach out. Magic immediately rose as an intoxicating wave within him. All the children that have previously looked at him with interest turn backed to their work with a dazed look on their youthful face. Perfect, Harry checked the result smugly and gave himself a mental pat on the back before continue to follow the oblivious matron that is leading him to his room. Nice job, Harry.

"Harry! Your name is Harry, isn't it?" The matron stopped in front of one of the doors and talk to him harshly. "Now listen up here, boy. Your last guardian has informed me of your past behavior and I'll inform you right now that we would accept nothing like that at the orphanage here." Her beady black eyes focus sorely on him, observing every emotion passing through his face. Humans…Harry scowl inwardly while maintaining the innocent child facade on his face.

Appearance does has its uses, Harry chew on his lower lip thoughtfully in his mind, alright, let's see if she would buy this. All his musing could not possibly lasted a second. He quickly school a surprise look on his face and put just a tad of confusion into his gaze, "What…what do you mean madam? Harry is a good boy." This is going to be fun! He widen his doe-like eyes and will his lower lips to quiver just a little, knowing full well that his boyish charm is nearly invincible to most of the human that is stupid enough to judge on appearance.

Well enough. The menacing matron looked confuse and fluster at the sight and began to doubt herself. Perhaps…she took it too seriously? Kids this days can be a little troublesome but surely some boy this innocent… She took a thorough look at the young frightened-looking child. Nah…Mr. Dursley surely exaggerated…Why, this child probably even hurt a fly… Her look soften dramatically, and immediately took on a gentler tone, "I'm sorry. Harry, is it? My name is Ms. Suzuki. I didn't mean to speak so harsh. Of course, Harry is a good boy." She gave him a reassuring smile and note his panic look ease quite a bit, What a delightful child! She gush to herself, she don't understand how can anyone possibly speak ill of such a child…she frown to herself and decided, Mr. Dursley is clearly mistaken, the poor dear is nearly frightened to death!

Ms. Suzuki smile kindly at the small boy and kneel to put them on the same height, "Harry, do you know where you are right now?" Harry inwardly crow at his success and scoffed at her fake sweet foolish voice, this is even easier than he thought! Humans can be fool so easily that it's nearly an insult, but… he decide to play this part for just a bit longer. He gave her a watery smile, knowing that she is completely under his charm, "N...no, Miss. Unc…uncle told me that daddy and mommy died and I need to come to live here." He pause a second to think of what else he should say next and sniffle a little to add to the effect, " Har…Harry haven't done anything wrong… The people here are weird, they speaks funny too." He inform the matron solemnly.

Ms. Suzuki nearly melt at the boy's cute reply, "Here, go ahead and have some candy." She grab a handful of sweets from her pocket and thrust it into the child's tiny hands. He is so adorable! "You are in Japan right now, Kamakura to be exact. People speak Japanese here. Ms. Suzuki only speak English because she went to a British University. Harry is from England, aren't you? So people are going to sound funny to you for quite a while." She smile sympathetically to the confuse child, secretly enjoying the sore admiring attention focused on her, "Have you ever learned Japanese?"

Of course, dumbass. Harry resist the urge to roll his eyes and flick her off but instead reply sweetly, "A little. Harry learned before." And add sheepishly as an afterthought, "Not very good though." He is seriously getting annoyed now, does this woman really have to drool at him? He faked a yawn, not that she can tell the difference, and told her in a small voice that he is sleepy. Ms. Suzuki blushed and immediately led him to his new private room, "Of course you would be. I'll inform you further details tomorrow when you wake up. Good night!" She gave him a fond smile and turn to leave. "Oh! And don't worry about packing up right now. You have about a week to settle in." Harry nod obediently and watch the annoying women to walk out of sight, That's right, keep walking before I rip your head off, he thought darkly as he glare at her retreating back. Disgusting… how old do she think I am? Three? He scoff silently, as if I would actually waste my time on packing up. He sneer at her back and give her the finger before slamming the door behind him, she was talking to me like I was a retard!

He fumed quietly on the bed for a moment before flopping down ungracefully down on the bunk. There is no way he can keep that up. He yawn for real this time and quickly settled under the cover. He thought sleepily as darkness began to close down on him, what I need is something special …something special enough to make things…interesting… He fall asleep with a smile on his lips. Interesting…now that is a pleasant thought.

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Harry woke up with a groan from the irritating sunshine beating down on his face, "Urgh…What kind of idiots build this place? And here I was, thinking that no windows next to beds is pure common sense..." He grumbled and turn to bury his face into the pillow, just when he was getting used to sleeping late in the past weeks too! Just when he was about to fall back asleep, a knock on the door completely jolted him awake. Shit! He swore silently in his head and untangle himself from his covers. Don't Japanese have any idea about what privacy mean? Sleep-deprived children are never bundles of joy.

He marched to the door and yanked it open with a deep scowl firmly plastered on his face. When he is unhappy, he makes sure that everybody knows of it. "What?" He snapped as the door opens to reveal a young girl with brown pigtails that is about the same height with him. The revelation sent him into an even worse mood, he always had been sensitive of his height…he blame the lack of nutrition at the Dursleys. All the more reasons to torture them, Harry supposed.

His thoughts snap back to the present with a vengeance as the girl timidly peeked at him and performed a quick bow, "Go- Gomenasai, Hari-san. Asagohan no toki desu. Kara-kara watashi…Gome!" (I- I am sorry, Harry. It is time for breakfast, so- so I…sorry.) Harry squint at the back of the girl's head in confusion. Why is this girl bowing to him? His look turn into a look of disbelief as he spot the tint of red on the girl's cheek. Is she blushing? He tousles his messy hair and sigh, seems like his trial is no over yet. He had darn nearly forgot this is Japan.

He awkwardly reach out to pet her hair and gave her an amicable smile, "sone o shinpai shite wa ikenai." (Don't worry about it)

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-Now that we get the general idea, I am just going to put English in [ ] to indicate that it is in Japanese-

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The girl gave him a quick nod and step outside of his room, " [Of course, take the time to freshen up and I'll led you to where we eat.]" Harry quickly brush his teeth and threw on a new t-shirt before heading out to greet the girl with a smile when all he want to do is grimace.

The girl return a docile grin and began to lead the way while chattering all the way. Harry just inserted yes and humph as little noise of agreements to keep her talking as his mind wanders.

Do humans all ramble as much as this one? He wondered as he nod to another statement the girl made as if he know exactly what she is talking about. This is a somewhat new experience for him seeing that Dudley is no longer here to threaten everyone who gets friendly and spread rumors to all those who actually approached him. He shrugged to himself, whatever, as if he actually cared what the pitiful humans thought of him. He collided with the girl who abruptly stopped in her path and fell backward with an audible thump. "Owwww… What the hell is wrong with you?" He snapped in English out of habit before he saw the gang of about four boys standing in front of the girl and him with mean looks on their faces. He croak his head and raise his eyebrow, and this is suppose to be intimidating?

The girl escaped with a frightened squeal as the lead boy lazily wave to allow her passage among his parted companions. Apparently, this is intimidating and menacing. Harry hide his face beneath his long, messy bangs to shield his contempt and the smile that seems to widen on his face. But they seem to mistaken his amusement for terror because the leader of the gang soon started on him with a self-satisfying smirk, "[ So, Harry, is it? I heard you were quite cocky there with your British accent there. My boys and I are here to remind you that you ain't so high and mighty. You are abandoned just like the rest of us. You may have charmed Ms. Suzuki but you can't fool us. You are just a homeless kid like us.]"

Harry drew himself back on his feet with his face still hidden. I guess humans are the same everywhere. A chuckle of mirth escaped the confinement of his lips and he soon doubled over from the hilarity of the situation. They are trying to threaten him! Him who can crush them with one hand!

The gangs' expressions are overwhelmed by confusion at the sound of choking laughter from the young fragile-looking child, now that is one reaction they normally don't get. The lead boy's turn red from anger, although he is not sure what exactly this Harry kid is hollering about, he can tell when someone is trying to mock them. He clench his teeth and launch himself forward to teach the brat a lesson. No one dares to make a fool out of him!

The boy's eyes widen as he was thrown across the hallway by an invisible force before he can even teach the kid. He gasp as his back painfully slam into the wall and was held there by the force, "[Wha-what are you?]" he wheezed out around the restricting headlock, genuine fear evident in his voice, "[what are you?]" This is definitely not normal. He struggle wildly against the all binding hold, hardly able to breath under the smothering force.

His faithful followers are all frozen on the spot at the sight their leader being pressed up a wall by a defenseless child, dumbstruck and too scared to actually come to his defense. Harry finally bring his face into light, an unhealthy gleam sparkle relentlessly in his menacing green eyes. "[Shut up.]" he command softly and watch with satisfaction as his order is being carried out swiftly and instantly, fear is the best persuasion in the world. "[One more word and you die.]" He hissed dangerously up to the boy hanging on the wall. The boy's widen even further and his body immediately frozen under the threat. He is not kidding, he thought as he read the young child's expression all panicky, instead, he is actually fricking serious!

Harry spread his palm across his heart, and lean in close to hiss into his ears, "[You have no idea how easy that is for me. If you know what is good for you, you will shut up, get as far away as you can, and pray you would never see me ever again. You hear me?]" The older boy nod fervently as the chill of fear settle over his heart, "[Yes-yes, we will never bother you again. Plea-please, just let me down.]" Harry look up to him with a condescending smirk and release his hold on his magic and let him fall; the older boy land with a yelp. "[Remember that or I would make sure it would stay on your mind forever since it would surely be your last]," Harry casually gave the threat to the scared gang before departing down the hallway, foolish humans…

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The Cafeteria is loud and noisy, Harry note with a grimace as he step in the room. The foul smell of the served food made him gag. Are they trying to poison him or something? He look down to the unidentifiable slob on his tray and shudder with distaste. This is unacceptable for him, Harry decided and immediately seated himself in a secluded corner before screwing his eye shut in deep concentration. There! A yummy bowl of cereal, and couple of Turkey sandwiches replace the weird food on his plate as he reach down into his magic and Harry soon began munching happily on his meal.

After wolfing down his food, Harry settle back against his chair with a bottle of milk in hand, contented. He silently observe the children interact with each other with mild curiosity while taking occasional sips out of his bottle. So far, he had yet to find anything remotely intriguing…maybe he ought to give up… He down the rest of his milk and stood up in disappointment when he spot a young girl that is sitting with her back to him, alone in a corner, miserably picking at her lunch. His eyes widen in surprise as he took in her appearance. She had pink hair and horns! He wish she would turn around to look at him so he would see her face and eye color. It is the first time he saw anything like that.

As if on queue, the girl turn around and their eyes locked, her eyes are a deep red like blood. Harry studied her carefully and decided that she looks very pretty, beautiful even. Not at all like the average human he sees all the time. He pulse his lip and drew his eyebrows together in concentration as he focus on her miserable look, she looks like she may burst into tears in any second but are struggling to hold it all in by feigning indifference, in short, she reminded Harry of himself long ago, before he learn to control his power. It makes him want to run over there and comfort her as he wished so dearly for someone to once upon a time. I would protect her, he decided, after all, she had horns! So she can't be like those useless humans. Happy with his decision, Harry stood up and approach the confuse-looking girl, "[Hello, my name is Harry, what is your name?]"

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Kaede just had an extremely trying morning. First, she found out that her clothing mysteriously disappeared from where she last put it and then, she found out that someone has lock her door from the outside so she can't open it for quite sometime. Apparently, they all decided that it would be fun to torment the girl with horns and have a competition or something set up to see who can make her cry first. But she learned over years to control that reaction to not give them that satisfaction, a grim smile appeared on her pale face at the thought. At least that is something that she can control in this hellhole. She would not cry. No matter what they do.

She shake her head a few times and departed her room through the window. No one ever said you have to leave through the door.

Just when she got back in the hallway, Kaede's eye widen at the bullies gathered there. Were they waiting here to hurt me? She wondered. Her suspicion seems to be confirmed as one of them approach her mockingly and pushed her hard, instantly sent her sprawling defenselessly on the ground. Kaede remained silent and still in her fallen position as they jeer among each other to tease her about her horns and abnormal hair and eye color. She hung her head miserably. This is simply not a good day.

Kaede didn't even bother running, she knew the punishment would only get worse if she attempt to runaway. If she just be still and don't resist, they would stop soon after unsuccessful attempts to draw any kind of emotions out of her.

Kaede squeezed her eye shut in helpless rage, there is no use begging. She can only make the best of it. She grunt on her teeth and curled into a feral position to prepare for the upcoming impact that is no doubt going to be painful.

But the blow never came.

She slowly unfold herself to check out her surroundings only to look straight into a sneering, unpleasant face. A strangled choke torn itself from her throat never made it past her tightly sealed lips, she should have known, it was just an act to get her off-guard! Just when she thought things are about to get worse, the leading boy, Tomo, spoke up in a drawl, " [Come on, guys, the freak will get hers good after we deal with that new boy.]"

The boys grumble in disappointment and slammed her head to the hard floor a few times for good measure before reluctantly obeying his order. "[We'll come back later to deal with you after teaching the new boy his place, Kaede.]" Tomo taunted before leading the boys off. One even spat on her as she lay on the ground, motionless, panting, and dazed by the blinding pain.

It was a while before Kaede picked herself off the cold floor shakily and sat up, wincing at the sight of her newly gained bruises. Owww…this really do hurt. She clean off herself to the best of her ability and carefully inspected all her wounds. It wasn't that bad. She gingerly blew on one of her cuts on her knee and licked it to hasten its healing process and bind her other cuts with a hankie. Today is just not her day.

She is in no hurry to get to the Cafeteria, Kaede realized and tentatively sat on a side of the hallway, hugging her knees to herself. She can wait. After a moment of peace and silence, her mind began to wander. They are going after the new boy, she caught herself thinking curiously, I wonder what he is like…is there a chance that he may actually be nice? Nah…Kaede shake her head out of her foolish thoughts and hung her head in shame. He wouldn't possibly like me even if he is, after all, who would possibly like a freakish girl with pink hair and horns? She fought back fiercely at the tears that threaten to overwhelm her. No! She warn herself against the burning sensation in her eyes. I won't cry!

Angry at her own weakness, Kaede bit her fingers hard and stood up. No crying, Kaede, she told herself firmly as she storm down the familiar steps that would lead her to the Cafeteria. I would not allow this weakness to defeat me. She thought determinedly. I can do this!

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The food seems to be worse than normal, Kaede stare down at the unidentifiable blob on her tray for a long time before she can gather her courage and give it a tentative lick. YUCK! She immediately dropped the spoon and gobble down half of the stale water to wash down the taste. This is definitely the worst yet. She seriously had to fought desperately against her gag reflexes to avoid spewing all over the floor. She look down on her tray with dismay, do they really expect the people to eat this? Or do they just want to poison her? Either way, there is no way that weird stuff is going into her mouth, she is not that hungry. Satisfied with her decision, she push her tray away from her and took on her people-watching for past-time.

Ms. Suzuki is being especially cheerful today…

The boys are still not back yet…

Momoka is showing off again…

She stifled a yawn. Just before she is bored out of her mind, the new boy stepped in.

Noises all ceased for a second before resuming. Kaede wonder if he noticed. Even if he did, he didn't show it at all. There are no any trace of discomfort or awkwardness in his confident steps. She studied him carefully, he doesn't look hurt. Rather, if she interpreted the look in his eyes correctly, he seems kind of smug. Her eyes narrowed in suspicion, he seems kind of distant from the other kids too…I wonder- Kaede stifled a gasp and immediately duck as he seems to be aware of her stare and scanned through the crowd.

Did he see me? Her heart is pounding like crazy at being caught staring. A lot of other girls were looking too, why did he… Kaede peered through her bangs anxiously, he haven't really spotted her, did he? She release a half relieved, half disappointed sigh as she saw him walking straight to the lunch lady. So he didn't… She continue to watch him, it is quickly becoming her favorite thing to do.

Kaede watch him made a face at his inedible breakfast and was immediately forced to duck down again to giggle softly. He is so cute! And his green eyes look really pretty too… She blush deeply at the thought and held back a wistful sigh as she saw he turn and headed to a shadowed corner. She had kind of hoped that he would come and sit with her, but…

Kaede angrily shake her head and gave herself a good smack on the cheek. What are you thinking, Kaede! Don't get your hopes up! She scold herself mentally, so what if he seems different from other kids and looks cool? No one would ever like a freak like you! Her little bubble burst in the light of reality and she hung her head miserably, resume picking at her disgusting breakfast. No one would ever like a freak like me…

After a good while of mental preparation, Kaede cannot control her strong urge to peek at the new kid any longer. His wild, unkempt hair looked so adorable on him…maybe just one little peek, she told herself. He did seems pretty nice, she argued with herself. One little peek couldn't hurt, right? Slowly, she turned around to face him and looked into a pair of unexpected, stunning green eyes.

Her surrounding and background noises seem to fade away as she held her breath in fear of breaking this magical moment. He is looking at her! She became faintly aware of anything other than her pounding heart and that pair of intense green eyes. Confusion swarmed her as she detected nothing akin to disgust appeared in his beautiful eyes, he saw her horns, didn't he? Why isn't he flinching back in horror like so many as before him? And…dare she say it? Looked at her with nothing short of warmth and delight mixed in with a strange sense of tenderness…Kaede can already feel the tears flooding through her eyes, no one ever looks at her like that…

He is standing beside her now and seems strangely flustered. Did this wonderful boy asked me something? She wondered dimly through her shock. And this time, she heard him, loud and clear as he reach out toward her while staring deeply in her eyes, "[My name is Harry, What is yours?]"

From that moment on, Kaede know she is lost in those pair of beautiful green eyes. Hell! She would die for him if necessary. She gave him a blinding smile through her tears and grasp his hand tightly, "[My name is Kaede. It is nice to meet you…Harry.]"

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As he watch the pretty girl tearing up with her glazed over eyes, Harry has felt a tread of fear and dread creeping upon him. He shuffle on his feet uncomfortably, it is not that hard of an answer, is it? He scan the rest of the oblivious room frantically and release a relieved sigh as he realize no one is looking at their direction, it's a good thing that we were both sitting in secluded corners and there is less people in here so early, or everyone would be in an uproar by now, he thought wirily. Nonetheless, Harry added a subtle touch of his magic to decrease the chance of them being overlooked, just to be safe.

Pleased with his work, Harry turn back to the girl only to see that she appear to be in deep thought with tears streaming down her face. He took a step closer hesitantly, not knowing what to do. He never did have a lot of experience with girls, much less a crying one. What if she says no? At this, his worrying mind piped up to provide him an endless supply of embarrassing images of her possible rejections and he winced. This is the first time he attempted to befriend someone after all…

What if she don't want a freak like me as a friend? He thought rather insecurely as the horrible things Dursleys have called him came flooding back to him in a flash. What if what they say is all true? That he is really a freak that no one can ever love? After all…even his own parents are scum bags that hated him and have only died in a car accident because they can't wait long enough to get rid him…He quickly shaken himself out of that dangerous trail of thought as his eyes visibly harden. Harry scold himself for his momentary display of vulnerability and weakness, as if he care what those pathetic humans think of him. His eyes flashed fiercely, he don't, the humans are vile creatures that can never be trusted, he told himself firmly. I could care less about their opinion.

After his brief reassurance for himself, Harry's attention immediately snapped back to the motionless girl. His ridiculous notion of unworthiness dispatched, he began to rethink the situation. Have I said something wrong? He think back over his words carefully to search for any thing that he probably missed. Is that why she is crying? He ran a hand through his rugged hair nervously. Is it because she dislike me? His nerves are straining more and more at the sight of her tears. Her silent tears are twisting something deep within him, making him almost hurt physically just at the sight of her misery. Making him wanting to rush forward to envelope her in a comforting hug and reassure her everything are going to be fine while sheltering her from the rest of the world with everything he has. But…what if she hate me and don't want to talk to me at all?

Frustrated with the dreaded silence and her lack of reaction, Harry just had to take action. He stuck his hand out to her as a desperate last resort, maybe she just didn't hear me…he thought hopefully and repeated himself louder this time while praying to all gods he had known that he would not be shot down, he really don't think he can bear a rebuke from this girl who has been the first one to capture his interest and attention throughout his childhood, "[My name is Harry. What is yours?]" Staring at her eyes relentlessly in an attempt to try to read her expression, Harry had a hard time trying to not let his desperation and aggravation show as he wait anxiously for any kind of her possible reaction. His hand hung stubbornly in the air, trembling slightly as he feel humiliation wash all over him but refuse to give up on hope.

She didn't take my hand, Harry thought with a sinking heart, so the Dursleys were right after all, no one could possibly like a disgusting freak like me no matter what I told myself… For one terrible moment, he really expected her to bat away his hand and look down on him with a superior sneer like some many others did.

But that moment passed.

Harry can see a light entered her dilated pupils as a swirl of emotions and awareness flicker through her eyes. And he is shocked to see an acknowledgement presented itself there in her open and trusting gaze directed to him. Warmth engulfed his entire being as she release a breathtaking smile through her tears toward him. She is smiling at me, me! That smile is meant for me! His breath hitched as the emotions overwhelm him and render him speechless.

She is really pretty, and those hypnotizing red eyes…Harry trailed off and promptly lost all trance of thought as he look on through a trance when she took his hand and squeezed it tightly. Fierce joy erupted within his body and left a pleasant, warm tingling feeling fill his mind. He is officially on cloud nine. She accepted me, Harry thought with faint relief as he dazedly look into her ruby-like eyes framed by impossibly long lashes beaded with tears-

-and through his haze of fascination, nearly completely missed her response, "[- is Kaede]"

Harry blinked rapidly as he descended from his little bubble of bliss, panic mode settled in fully as he realize that he had completely spaced out. Did she said her name was Kaede or Kaite? He thought confusedly, or was it Kaidi? His Japanese is still not that good…Not willing to risk his first new-formed friendship, he hesitantly offered her a shy, hesitant dimpled-smile and watch with delight as her eyes lighten up by it. "[My Japanese is not that good yet and I often say the wrong things,]" he said honestly, "[so wou-would you mind if I call you Lucy instead?]"

Watching her carefully as he see her eyes widen in surprise, Harry looked to the ground and rushed on, stubbornly refusing to meet her eyes, "[ I'm sorry if I offended you but you are so pure and pretty, and you just seems like a Lucy to me…]" His voice lowered significantly toward to the end and began to blush profusely as he stare hard at the floor as if it is something extremely interesting and fascinating. Harry waited anxiously for her reply as his nervous, frantic heartbeat fill his ear, feeling slightly light-headed from all the blood rushing toward his face. Please don't be angry, please don't let her be mad at me, he thought desperately as he steadfastly resist the urge to peek up and gouge her reaction and concentrate on staring a hole through the ground.

Kaede is blushing rather furiously too. He said that I look pretty! She thought giddily, Hari-kun thinks that Kaede is pure and pretty! Risking a quick peek to Harry's pure red ear tips poking through his messy black hair, Kaede knew that he is just as nervous as she is if not more. He probably doesn't have that much friends either. He really cares about me! Her thought brought forth a new bubbly feeling inside of her that makes her want to burst into giggles or start shouting out her happiness to the world, he cares! Kaede decided that she would try her best not to mess this up, not with her first wonderful friend.

A soft, tender grin tug at her lips as she too, lower her head to gaze on that same patch of ground Harry is, blushing like crazy, "[I'd like that.]" A quiet strength that she never knew existed in her appeared through her voice, steady her nerves as she continue speaking, "[I -I don't mind if you want to call me Lucy, Hari-kun. I care about you lots. And besides, it is not like I can exactly pronounce your name entirely correct anyways…]" She added cheekily at the end of the sentence, hoping to ease the mood.

To her surprise, it managed to coaxed another reluctant smile from Harry.

Traces of blush still lingered on his youthful face as he swore to her determinedly, "[Lucy-chan, I care about you lots too. You are my first friend. I swear that no matter what happens in the future, I will always be there for you to the best of my ability, no one will ever be held as dearly in my heart. I will protect you and care for you the best that I can and promise to never lie to you.]" He do not know what is normal for friends to do but swearing this seemed right to him. Magic rose up within him to bind him to his promise and he let it. For the first time in his life, Harry is content. He know he would stay true to his words and risk his life to protect hers. Yet, none of the usual suspicions and such came to his mind. He feel his life binding to hers and a grin spring to his lips. For the first time, he is glad that he is born. His life did have meaning after all. Harry Potter was born for her.

Lucy look into his eyes as he spoke with determination. Me too, Hari-kun. Me too, she whispered in her heart.

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Author's comment: I hope that this chapter gave all you readers more insight about Harry. He was abused and put down his whole entire life while he is only a kid! He don't just hate all humans because they are humans but because that is all he had, all he could do to maintain his sanity. The belief all humans are bad helped him to rebel against all the controls Dursleys placed on him and gave him a resemblance of confidence. Children learn from their surroundings and he never knew anything other than violence and hatred in his six years. He have no morals because no one ever bother showing him that! Lucy's appearance will change him though, showing him a purpose in life and others pleasure in life other than killing and torturing people. Hope you guys can get that. _