*I do not own Harry Potter or Naruto.

9 Years Later a Few Days After the Kyuubi Attack

Iruka remembered. He stood before the memorial stone and cried. Once again his parents had put themselves between him and death. He was alone. His magic swirled chaoticly inside of him as he cried.

A hand rested on his shoulder and Iruka turned his tear stained face up towards the Sandaime. He moved to bow, but Sarutobi stopped him, "Iruka. Why aren't you at the orphanage?"

"It's crowded an there are others more in need then me. I am quite capable of taking care of myself."

"Really?"

"Yes."

"Hmm...Perhaps we can set you up with an apartment then. But I do need you to prove capable of taking care of yourself. So I would like you to come home with. And we will see if you have the necessary skills to live alone."

Iruka nodded. That night Sarutobi was to say mildly shocked. The nine year old had created the best meal of his entire life! Even if he couldn't identify have of it. And he also did laundry. It was unusual in his opinion, but Iruka was clearly self sufficient. However something was bothering Iruka, that much was clear.

"Iruka-kun. Come join me for a cup of tea."

"Hai, Sandaime-sama."

"Sarutobi please. Now what is weighting so heavily on your mind young one?"

"Iruka sighed, " Is it wrong of me to wish that they hadn't fought the Kyuubi? That they were still alive?"

"No. It's not wrong. But they fought to protect you. To protect Konoha, your home and theirs. They wanted to ensure that you had the best possible future they could give you."

"Thank-you, Sarutobi-sama."

"No. Thank-you. It is because of people like your parents that Konoha is safe tonight."

Iruka bowed his head.

"Now what are your plans for the future young-one?"

"I think I would like to be a ninja and teach at the academy like my parents."

"A noble goal." Sarutobi paused then asked softly, "Iruka I hope you will answer me truthfully and not be scared. Earlier when I found you at the memorial stone, I sensed a power around you. It was lighter and more fluid then chakra. Could you tell me what it was?"

Iruka bit his lip then, "Magic." he waited expecting Sarutobi to laugh at him. When he didn't Iruka risked a glance. Sarutobi looked thoughtful.

"Magic hmm? Care to explain more?"

"Well I'm not really nine. I'm actually not from here at all."

"Oh? Well that explains the food, so how old are you?"

"Um that depends. I was seventeen when my friends all tried to kill me, but ended up sending me here as a baby. But I didn't remember any of that until the Kyuubi attack. Well after. So you could say I am seventeen or you could say I'm twenty-six or that I am indeed nine."

"Yes I can see how that would be confusing."

"You...don't think I'm crazy?"

"No. But for arguments sake, lets say I don't. How would you prove otherwise?"

"Can you view people's memories?"

"If they are willing."

"Then would you like to view mine?"

"If that is okay with you."

"It is."

Sarutobi then flashed threw the seals for the mind transfer jutsu he learned from Inoichi.

*And that's it for this chapter. Iruka's/Harry's memories is the next chapter. And yes Iruka can still do magic, but he won't be using it too often. And it will fallow the Naruto plot somewhat. Iruka's chakra levels will be chuunin level, but if he uses his magic he can restore his chakra levels quickly. Well enjoy!