Harry sighed as he finished his homework. Everyone was leaving him alone after they overheard him and Severus speak about last night. He had to make up what he missed last night, before he could leave. He had refused to answer any questions that his professor asked him about what TK had said. Not even DemiMeramon did. In fact, the only time he talked was to ask Minerva a question about the homework.
However, as he finished his work, Ron came up to him, frantic.
"Scabbers is missing!" So Harry called TK and informed him he couldn't show up that day. No matter how much they looked, the trio couldn't find the rat. They fell asleep on Hermione's bed in the room she shared with Lavander Brown. Harry was tortured that night with a nightmare that left his scar searing.
"Wormtail, what a pleasure to see you again." A hissing voice told a porky man. "What news of Harry Potter do you have?"
"Potter has this monster pet. He called it a Digimon. My lord, there are more, in another world. If we could get to them..."
"You make me proud Wormtail. Return in your animagus form, and report back to me. I want to know how to get to this world!"
"That is unneeded." Harry made a distressed noise in his sleep at the familiar voice. "I will help you. I too, have a bone to pick with Harry Potter and the rest of the DigiDestined."
"And who are you? Where are you?"
"Who I am, is unimportant at the moment. Where I am? I am broadcasting from where I am residing. I, too, am recovering."
"Why should I believe you?"
"Because I already came closer to destroying Potter, than you ever had."
"And what will I get out of this?"
"Together, we will rule both worlds."
"HARRY!" Harry sat up, gasping for breath as tears cascaded down his face. Hermione, Ron, and Lavander were looking over him in worry. Harry shook his head as he shakingly got out of bed and grabbed the phone.
"Hello? Ishida resident."
"Mr. Ishida, I'm sorry about calling at this hour. Is Matt there?"
"Who is this? I am not waking my son up-"
"It's Harry, sir. Please. It's important I talk to him."
"Harry? Harry Potter?"
"Yes sir."
"Okay, I'll go wake him up." Harry was also sending a message to the others on his D-Terminal.
"H-hello?" Matt yawned.
"Matt, Myotismon is back!" Silence met his words. "Believe me, please! I had a vision, and my scar burned and Voldemort was in it! Emergency meeting at your place?"
"Yeah, sure. Dad won't mind. He'll probably be happy to see you...are you okay?"
"We'll talk in a bit. I have to go get my teacher to have her bring me over. She should be there."
"Okay, yeah. I'll see you soon." When his transfiguration teacher opened her door, she was livid as she saw Harry's rushed appearance.
"Please, professor!" Harry said in a rushed voice. "Call Professor Dumbledore! I need to get to my friends, right now! Voldemort is teaming up with a horrible evil digimon who wants to enslave our worlds! Please, don't argue with me on this. I wouldn't wake you up for nothing. You've ignored me before when something happened, and we ended up worse than if you had helped us!"
"Mr. Potter-"
"Please! I am begging you! You don't understand! This digimon...he'll kill us all. All of us DigiDestined. Don't you understand?" Harry was close to tears in frustration. "These visions, they come true! Please, help me!"
"Very well-" And Harry was out the door. "-MR POTTER-"
"Mini-Meramon digivolve to...Candlemon." Harry nodded. "Candlemon digivolve to...Meramon." The fire digimon picked his partner up, and started to run. It didn't take long at all, to reach the Ishida residence. Meramon de-digivolved to Candlemon. "Guys, we got a big problem!" Matt caught him as he tripped over the eve of the door.
"We got that. Who is Myotismon?" Davis asked.
"A really bad digimon." Kari whispered, pulling Gatomon close. Harry settled next to her. "He nearly killed Gatomon and I."
"He wanted, and still wants, to end the DigiDestined. He's teamed up with the evil wizard I told you about." Harry closed his eyes. "It's going to be horrible! If Myotismon helps Voldemort back to his body, then all Hell is going to break loose." Harry stared hard at the floor. "I don't want to fight. Not anymore. I'm sick of it!"
"Oh Harry, what have those wizards done to you?" Sora asked as Kari hugged their friend.
"Besides make me into some sort of savior, which I'm not?"
"But you are."
"I'm part of a team that risks their necks to save lives. I'm not a savior. Not alone."
"Harry, you're so strong, it's amazing, but yet, you don't know anything. Not really."
"It wasn't me that stopped Voldemort. Something my mother did, stopped him." Harry mumbled.
"Yet, in your first two years, you did stop him again, Harry." TK said, kneeling in front of his friend. "You may not trust adults, besides dad, but you do trust us. So trust us, when we say, you are strong."
"So what? Everyone goes on how I'm this great savior. A great wizard! I'm just Harry!"
Realizing that Harry protesting was turning into a panic attack, the group quickly agreed with him. Once he had calmed down, they started to talk strategy. Some thought gathering more information was the way to go, Joe, Izzy, Cody, Matt, and Ken. Davis, Tai, TK, and Yolie thought they should just head in. The rest wanted to wait until they could get Mimi in Japan.
"I seriously think that we should wait until my Professors and Mimi can get here. This is really important guys. I may not trust the adults in my life, much, but I do trust them to at least help a little bit now."
"You're growing up. That's good." TK said, grinning.
"Thanks Takeru-kun." Harry replied dryly. "I can just feel the warmth and love." The two teens laughed.
"Aren't they adorable?" The two thirteen year olds froze. Matt and Tai were grinning as they stared at the two.
"Our little brothers, all grown up~" Tai continued.
"Falling in love~"
"Shut up!" Harry yelled, glaring, his heart beating. He wasn't mad, per se, but being gay was freakish. Not normal.
...
Just like being a wizard.
"Harry?" Both older boys instantly asked.
"Sorry, conditioned response. I'm sorry."
"No reason to be sorry." TK said, also glaring at his brother, and his brother's best friend. "They know better." Harry smiled, anger, or embarrassment rather, depleted. Harry closed his eyes as he yawned. "We should all head home. It's five am. We have school to get ready for." Harry pouted. "What?"
"I don't have anything to do today. Maybe I should visit Fujiyama-Sensei?"
"I have him as homeroom! Come in during lunch, okay?" TK asked, grinning. "He'll be happy to see you again." Harry nodded, yawning again.
"Can I crash here?"
"Hey dad, can Harry crash in my room?" Hiroaki Ishida agreed, as long as he let someone know where he was. Harry called Hermione to inform her where he was. "I'll check in on you later, Harry."
"Thanks, Matt."
Harry was bursting with excitement as he waited in the office for TK to come and get him. It didn't take long for the blond to enter the room, and drag him to his homeroom. The man held up his hand, from where he was grading papers.
"Fujiyama-sensei this is important!" TK protested. The man sighed, looking up.
"What is it, TK-san?"
"You remember, a few years ago, how there was a foreign child with us on that field trip when it snowed on us?" The man nodded, and Harry stepped out.
"Hello, Fujiyama-sensei! It's good to see you again!" Harry greeted, smiling. "I'm visiting Japan with my school."
"Potter-kun, it's great to see you again." Harry nodded. "How are you? The last time I saw you, you were sick." Harry blushed, remembering when he got motion sickness. That was another reason the got dropped off at Highton View Terrace.
"I'm good, sir." Harry glanced around. "I go to school in a castle!"
"Really now?"
"It's great! It's why my aunt hates me so much. Because you have to either be really talented, or on their list from birth. We have chemistry, sports, math, astronomy, physics, and all sorts of cool classes!"
"I'm happy for you." They talked about random things before Harry figured he should head back to the hotel to check in with his teachers.
The headmaster was there.
"What were you thinking, Mr. Potter?" The old man demanded, as Harry held DemiMeramon close.
"I was thinking of the fact we have three worlds about to collide. I can't do this alone. I can't do it with just DemiMeramon. I need the digidestined to beat Myotismon, sir. Voldemort? I need the wizarding world's help. The more I have, the better. You don't understand. Myotismon nearly killed us all. Just like the Dark Masters, Devimon, and Apocalymon. Digimon are not something to trifle with, sir. I do not trust you to have my back in a fight. I trust my friends, the DigiDestined, only.
Harry saw the hurt looks that Hermione and Ron wore. "I'd like to say that everyone in the wizarding world has earned my trust, but you haven't." Harry said, coolly. "I've been through Hell and back with my friends. I've faced death time and time again. I've seen people get hurt. My friends get hurt. You can't expect me not to go to them when I have a problem. Voldemort, Myotismon, and this Wormtail is going down!"
"Mr. Potter, you will not speak to me like that!"
"Or what? You'll expel me?" Harry snapped, glaring. "You'll tell my aunt? Go ahead! At least then I can run away from those who want to hurt me! You send me back every freaking year!"
"Harry, you need to calm down." DemiMeramon stated calmly.
"They expect me to trust them to handle a fight, DemiMeramon. A fight that will destroy my friends. I won't stand for it! Not now, not ever! They are my family. My only family. My aunt may be blood, but I have no ties with them!"
"Harry, I am sorry you feel that way." Dumbledore said, twinkle gone from his eyes.
"I'm not! If it wasn't for the fact Aunt Petunia says she finds gays disgusting, then Vernon would rape me! Anything to break my connection to magic. They've beaten me time, and time again. I am through!" Harry turned to leave. "You either help, or stay out of my way. I don't care which it is, just let me do my job!" And Harry was running to the TV station, where he knew Hiroaki was.
"Harry-kun, why are you here?" The man asked, hugging the still upset child.
"Can I stay with you and Matt, sir? Please? I can't go back to the hotel until I calm down."
"Of course. Here is my key. Put it in the mailbox once you get there. Anything you need?" Harry shook his head in the negative. "Okay."
By the time Harry got to the apartment, he was bone-tired. He laid on the couch and went to bed. He knew, that his dreams had only just begun. That the next few nights would be stressful, and most likely painful if his scar pained again.