Heya guys, I know I said I'd update masquerade murders next but somehow I ended up writing this instead. I'm currently working on the next chapters of magic on the court and masquerade murders if you're interested. Sorry this took so long to get out. I love the idea of KurooXHarry! *Hits head on desk repetitively* There are so many pairings to choose from! Anyways, I hope you like this chapter.
Sorry for any mistakes as this is self beta'd.
I don't own Haikyuu or Harry Potter. Nor am I making any money from writing this.
It had nearly been a year since Harry last saw Hinata. He honestly didn't expect to see the ginger again. Sirius had joined a local team which was made up of males around his godfather's age. Harry tagged along with him to most of their games and practices. Turns out he quite good at volleyball and he liked playing it, though not as much as Quidditch.
He was finally starting at his new school as he'd caught up in his muggle studies. Today was the first day of the year and the school was full of people trying to get the first years to join their clubs. Harry himself was a second year but he also had to choose a club to join. As he was new the school was giving him a week to choose a club to join.
He was leaning towards joining the volleyball club as he actually knew how to play volleyball. The day passed in a blur and before Harry knew it the school day was over and club activities were about to start. He had ignored most people's attempts to talk to him and had focused on his work.
As he was heading towards the exit so he could go home he stopped before an open door. There was a path leading to what looked like a gym. The familiar sound of people playing volleyball came from within and Harry was tempted to go check it out. In the end he decided he may as well and quietly entered the gym.
Five people stood near the door on the other side of the gym and Harry watched them curiously. Three of the people were dressed in a black uniform that Harry guessed belonged to the volleyball club. Harry froze when he saw the other two, who were being shoved out the door, one he easily recognized as Hinata. He nearly groaned in annoyance.
It was likely the energetic ginger was trying out for the team. Suddenly joining the volleyball club didn't seem so appealing. There was no way in hell he'd be able to put up with the ball of energy every day. He stood there for another moment, watching as the door was slammed in Hinata's and the tall dark haired male's faces, before deciding now was probably a good time to leave.
Unfortunately as he was turning to leave his shoes squeaked on the freshly cleaned floor. Instantly freezing Harry started to silently swear. So he could be as stealthy as he needed when facing Voldemort but he stuffs up like a newbie now? The three club members quickly turned to face him at the noise.
Harry took a quick moment to survey them. The first one had a shaved head and harsh grey eyes. The next had slightly shaggy silver hair and silver eyes that shone with happiness. The final one, who appeared to be the captain of the volleyball team, had dark brown hair that nearly looked black and warm brown eyes.
The three stared at him in shock, obviously wondering what he was doing and how long he'd been there. Harry turned on his heel quickly and began to walk towards the door. He froze when one of them called out "Wait a second."
Harry stopped and turned slightly. Apparently it had been the silver haired one to call out to him, as said teenager was now quickly walking towards him, the other two on his heels. The one with the shaved head scowled at him. Harry supposed the look was supposed to scare him, but Harry couldn't help but think it just made the other teen look constipated.
Surprisingly it was the one with brown hair that first talked to him. "Are you here to join the team?" Harry turned his gaze to him and the teen stiffened slightly. While Harry had most of it hidden away there was still a dangerous air about him. He also couldn't help but feel happy about the fact that he was taller than all three boys. Only by a couple of inches, but after being so short for so long he felt happy when he was taller than anyone.
He glanced at the teen with the shaved head, who was still making that face, before answering. "I was thinking about it. But now I've decided I'm not going to." He went to leave, only to be stopped, again. The silverette had jumped in front of Harry, temporarily blocking his path. Harry stared into unflinching silver eyes before the silverette spoke up. "You haven't seen anything. How do you know if you want to join or not?"
It was a good question; one Harry wasn't in the mood to answer.
Harry wasn't a big fan of being around other people. So the idea of joining a club really didn't appeal to him. He wouldn't even be joining a club if it wasn't a school requirement. He was still considering not joining a club, school rules be damned. If he did join a club he wanted to join one where nobody tried to get close to him. This definitely wasn't that club, especially not with the annoying ginger here.
He held the silverette's gaze and was slightly surprised when the other didn't flinch or back down. Sure this wasn't his most powerful glare, but it was normally enough to get people to back off. Harry remained stubbornly silent. It seemed as neither boy was going to back down, the scowling teen and the captain watched with a mixture of bemusement and curiosity.
Harry had to stop himself from sighing in annoyance. He itched for a cigarette, but he'd already had his one for the fortnight. Suddenly the doors of the gym flew open. Harry didn't pay attention to what Hinata and the other male were saying; he was too busy using their entrance as a chance to slip out unnoticed.
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It was Harry's third day at his new school and he sighed when he heard someone yell out a loud "Potter-sempai!" He recognised the annoying pipsqueak's voice easily enough. Swearing under his breath he quickened his pace. Damn it, he should have expected this. But he hadn't expected it and therefore had no escape plan.
He didn't acknowledge when Hinata started walking next to him, and decided to see how long the kid would last with Harry ignoring him. He obviously couldn't last long because not even five seconds later he was demanding "Why didn't you join the volleyball team?" Harry gave an aggravated sigh as he ran a hand through his hair.
He really wasn't in the mood for this. He glared down at the ginger, and was annoyed slightly when the look didn't seem to affect the other male at all. "It's none of your business what I do and don't do. And don't call me sempai."
The brats look turned stubborn and Harry nearly sighed again. So not only was the brat, annoying, energetic and loud he was also stubborn, great, just great. "Me and Kageyama-kun saw you leave the gym. The others also want to know what you were doing there."
Deciding not to answer Hinata's question and instead Harry decided to try to distract the ginger. He glanced down at the other male "Who's this Kageyama-kun you talk about. Is he your boyfriend?" Harry watched in hidden amusement as Hinata's face glowed red and the other male began to splutter.
Hinata stopped walking and glared up at Harry, his face still tomato red. Harry simply kept walking, not even bothering to glance over his shoulder. Even though he'd only said what he'd said to shut Hinata up he couldn't lie, the other teens reaction had been pretty funny.
He was grateful when Hinata didn't try to catch up to him or call out. Harry let a small smirk cross his face. At least he knew how to make the midget shut up now.
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Harry sat curled up on the couch, a book held comfortably in his hands. The taste of strawberry filled his mouth as he distractedly sucked on the lollypop that lay in his mouth. He was up to the climax of the book and he was unable to tear his eyes away from the words before him.
He liked reading; it was a way for him to escape. He was constantly searching for things to distract him, not just from his lack of magic but also from the prophecy that lay heavily on his shoulders. He found some pretty good distractions so far. Reading, cooking, sport, drawing and listening to music were a few. He'd also taken up martial arts though he wasn't very good yet.
He found it ridiculous that despite the fact that he'd lost his magic he was still expected to kill Voldemort. But he decided not to think about that yet, he still had plenty of time before he had to go back to England.
He finished the final page of the book with a heavy sigh. He pulled the lollypop stick out of his mouth slowly. It was then that he became aware of the fact that he wasn't the only one in the room. He lazily turned to face his godfather, his green eyes accusing. "How long have you been standing there for?"
From his spot against the door frame Sirius sighed. "Not long pup. I just want to talk to you about school. Have you chosen a club to join yet?" It was Harry's turn to sigh. He ran an aggravated hand through his hair. "Not yet. None of them are appealing in the slightest."
Sirius raised an eyebrow at him "What about the volleyball club?" Harry shrugged slightly. While he didn't really want to join the volleyball club he had to admit it was the best option compared to some of the other clubs. He'd just have make sure nobody got to close to him "I guess I could join the volleyball club. Honestly I'd rather not join any club." Harry had never been a big fan of following the rules. Sirius gave him an amused smile, as if knowing exactly what Harry was thinking. "I know pub. But you've only been at this school for a couple of days. Try to give it a chance, okay?"
He huffed out an annoyed sigh but nodded slowly. "Fine, I'll join." Then he mumbled a soft "It's not like I have a choice." Sirius gave him a proud smile which made Harry feel slightly better about deciding to join the volleyball club.
Standing from the couch he made his way to where his godfather stood. He didn't even hesitate to pull Sirius into a tight hug. Sirius happily returned said hug. Sirius was the only one he had left and Harry intended to keep him safe for as long as possible. The hug was warm and comforting; much like how Harry imagined a father hugging their son would be like. It was moments like these that made Harry realise the world wasn't such a bad place.
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He walked down the hall with his back straight and his eyes holding a determined glint. In his hand he clutched the signup sheet for the volleyball club. He stopped before the closed doors of the gym before collecting himself and sliding them open.
Inside were Hinata, the dark haired male whom he assumed was Kageyama, the silverette, the guy with the shaved head, a couple of other people and the captain. They looked to be in the middle of practice but they all turned when they heard the door open. Harry ignored their stares as he silently approached the captain.
The captain didn't flinch away from the intense look in Harry's eyes and simply watched as Harry got closer. Hinata seemed to get over his surprise as he yelled out a loud "What are you doing here Hari-kun." Harry shifted his gaze till his eyes met Hinata's. Then slowly he looked at all the members in the eyes before answering honestly. "I'm here to join the volleyball club."