A/N: So here is the next chapter. This chapter is much longer than the prologue, but I feel it may confuse people. Also this story is set a year or two after the Battle of the Rainbow or Representative battle, what ever you want to call it, for KHR. Tsuna is turning 16. The story is set during Order of the Phoenix for Harry (book 5 if you don't know). It will have bits and pieces from the book and will follow the same story line a bit, but will deviate at certain points. Also thanks to the people who reviewed the previous chapter, i know it was short but the others will be longer. Anyway, on with the story.

Disclaimer: I do not own KHR or Harry Potter, the belong to Akira Amano and J.K Rowling respectively.

Warning: Probable OOC-ness and swearing ( mostly Gokudera, but too much exposure leads other characters developing the habit) Also Boss!Tsuna appears in some points later in the story

*So, tell me*

This morning, Reborn decided that he would wake Tsuna up using dynamite. He figured that after yelling at him to get up three times, it was time to use the big guns. Donning a hard hat for himself and Leon, he pulled out some dynamite and placed them around Tsuna. He then went and stood at the door, and checked that the coast was clear, before lighting up the fuse.

Tsuna was dreaming about a peaceful life. A life where Reborn wasn't trying to kill every day, a life where Hibari wouldn't bite him to death every day, even a life where he didn't have to be in the mafia and get into fights. Now he knew that it was a dream, and that it wouldn't come true, but he still wanted to hold onto the peace his brain had created for him. That's why every time he heard Reborn's voice telling him to get out of bed; he rolled over and ignored him, desperately clinging to his dream. After the third time he thought that maybe he should listen, but he ignored that and continued living his dream.

A few moments before the fuse reached the dynamite, Tsuna's eyes shot open. He took a glance at Reborn, who was standing at the door with a hard hat on, and then at the dynamite surrounding him, about to blow up. Quickly activating his Will, he shot off the bed and towards Reborn, as the dynamite exploded. He still caught the force of the explosion and was thrown into the wall beside the door.

"What the hell Reborn? Were you trying to kill me?" Tsuna asked the adult as he picked himself of the floor.

"No I was just trying to wake you up so you wouldn't be late, but I guess it's too late for that now." He sighed dramatically and then gave the clock a meaningful glance. Tsuna hearing this looked over at the clock as well and let out a high pitched shriek. He had fifteen minutes to get to school. Tsuna got dressed in record time and grabbed some toast on the way out, saying goodbye to his mother as he went past.

"I'm gonna be late!" he cried as he ran towards the school eating the piece of toast.

As he approached the gates to the school, he thought that he may actually make it. Tsuna was quickly approaching the gates and the bell had yet to ring.

"Almost there, almost there," he muttered as he gained ground on the gate, "I'm nearly ther-" The sound of the bell cut of his words. No, he cried in his head as he continued running. He began mentally preparing himself for the biting he was about to receive.

As Tsuna skidded around the corner, he almost cried in relief. Hibari was nowhere to be seen. Silently thanking whatever god was looking out for him, he zoomed to his classroom and into his seat. Two seconds after he sat down, the teacher walked in and began the class. Tsuna sighed in relief before quickly pulling out all the things he would need for the lesson.

*What would you do*

Reborn watched as his student sprinted into the school. Tsuna hadn't even noticed when Reborn had actually left the house before him. He was disappointed and made a mental note to train (read: torture) him later. Looking back at the principal he continued talking about why he was here.

"So, those are the students that will be coming with me on the trip. It will last one whole year, but it is educational and they will all be able to move up to the next year level when they return. I have a letter from the Headmaster of that school as well, if you would like to read it." He handed said letter to the principal and watched as he read it. Reborn knew that the principal would agree with him, even if he didn't have the letter.

"Very well. But if I may ask, why those students?" the principle handed the letter back to Reborn. In response, he shrugged.

"I don't know, luck of the draw I guess." He lied smoothly as he tucked the letter into his suit.

The sound of footsteps approaching made Reborn turn to face the door and he smirked as it was slammed open.

"This better be good. There are Herbivores escaping punishment because of this." The intruder stated, glaring at the principal.

"T-Thank you f-for c-coming H-Hibari. T-This m-man here w-would l-like to t-talk to y-you." The principal stuttered out. Hibari shifted his glare to Reborn, his eyes widening slightly. Not that the principal could tell though.

"Well?" Hibari questioned. Reborn smirked at the boy.

"This is a list of people who were chosen to go on an exchange program. These students will be leaving for England in one week. Can you please go and retrieve them so that I may tell them?" Reborn asked with kindness lacing his voice. Hibari's eyes narrowed but he took the piece of paper that was in Reborn's hand and glanced over it. Reborn noticed Hibari's eyes narrow even more as he read the names.

"Very well, I shall go and get them." Hibari gave the piece of paper back to Reborn and stormed out of the office. The principal looked over at Reborn and saw the man smirking. This man, he thought, is a man to be reckoned with.

*How would you react*

It was about ten minutes into the class when the door slid open. Tsuna looked over and saw standing in all his glory, Hibari Kyoya. He began to get nervous. Please not be after me, please not be after me, he repeated in his head like a mantra.

The teacher looked over at the door and pretty much froze when he saw Hibari there; well the whole class did actually. Everyone was thinking the same thing that Tsuna was.

"Sawada Tsunayoshi, Gokudera Hayato, Yamamoto Takeshi, and Chrome Dokuro, follow me." With that he turned on his heel and walked back out of the classroom. Tsuna and the others all hurried after him, not wanting to get on his bad side.

Hibari was already at another classroom and had opened the door by the time they caught up. This was when Tsuna began to get a bad feeling.

*If you found out*

"Bloody owls. I will not have any more effing owls in this house. Do you understand me?" Uncle Vernon growled out at Harry. Harry sighed but grabbed the letter the owl had brought anyway.

"It's not like I can stop them from coming." Harry retorted as he read the letter. This letter was from the ministry informing him that he wasn't being expelled. He sighed again in relief this time. Although, he wasn't expelled he knew that he wasn't out of danger yet. There was still a chance that he will get expelled at the hearing.

Uncle Vernon didn't like that Harry was ignoring him.

"So what is it this time? Did you receive the Death Penalty?" Uncle Vernon looked at Harry expectantly. Harry sighed in disgust.

"NO, I have a hearing to go to, and that is where they will decide what to do with me." He explained. Harry watched as Uncle Vernon's face fell in disappointment. Aunt Petunia was staring in shock at all of the things that were happening and Dudley was just staring into space.

"I won't give up hope then." Uncle Vernon said nastily.

"Well, if that's all." Harry stood up to make his way to his room. He wanted to send a letter to Ron or Hermione, maybe even Sirius. Or just to be alone, away from the rest of his 'family'.

"NO, IT RUDDY WELL IS NOT ALL!" Uncle Vernon bellowed. "SIT BACK DOWN." Harry sat.

"What now." He said, irritated. Honestly what he would give to be alone right now.

"DUDLEY, THAT'S WHAT! WHAT HAPPENED TO HIM?!" Uncle Vernon roared. Harry looked over and saw that Dudley was still staring into space.

"He was attacked by Dementors." Harry stated offhandedly. Uncle Vernon looked confused.

"What exactly are Demenders?" he asked. Harry just looked at him.

"I thought you didn't like my lot, so why do you want to know?"

"IF IT INVOLVES MY SON, I WANT TO KNOW!" Harry was tempted to block his ears at the roar. If this kept up there was a chance he could go deaf.

"FINE!" Harry roared back, his temper skyrocketing. He had had enough. The wand that was still clutched in his hand shot red and gold sparks out of the end, reacting to his temper. Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia jumped a little, and Harry breathed out harshly to calm himself. He quickly started explaining what had happened.

"Then two Dementors showed up-"

"But what ARE Dementoids? What do they DO?" asked Uncle Vernon furiously.

"I told you already. They suck all the happiness out of you and if they get the chance they kiss you." Harry stated, resisting the urge to role his eyes. If he had to keep repeating himself then he was going to scream.

"Kiss you?" Uncle Vernon's eyes bulged slightly.

"That's what it's called when they steal your soul." This comment seemed to snap Aunt Petunia out of her daze.

"His soul? They didn't take – he's still got his –" She grabbed Dudley and started to shake him, as if she could hear his soul rattling around inside of him.

"Of course they didn't. You would know if they had." Harry was slightly worried about their reactions to this. Yes, they were mean to him, but they were the only people who were actually looking after him.

"Fought 'em off, did you, son? Gave 'em the old one-two, did you?" Uncle Vernon swung his fists as he said that.

"You can't give a Dementor 'the old one-two'." Harry said through clenched teeth. They were beginning to get on his nerves. He knew that it wasn't their fault they didn't know about any of this, but he thought it would have been obvious because his whole hearing thing that he had done something.

"But then why is he alright?" Uncle Vernon asked puzzled.

"Because I used the Patronus –" Harry was cut off by another owl.

"FOR GOD'S SAKE!" Uncle Vernon roared again as he pulled clumps of hair from his moustache. "I WILL NOT HAVE OWLS HERE, I WILL NOT TOLERATE THIS, YOU HERE ME!"

Harry was already reading the letter though. It was from Sirius, telling him not to leave the house. Harry's fist clenched around the letter and shook. He had been so sure that it was from Dumbledore that time.

"What the hell did you do to have all these owls coming here?" Uncle Vernon asked.

"I used the Patronus charm to get rid of the Dementors, it's the only thing that works against them." Harry stated as he turned around. He was going to go upstairs in a minute, and they couldn't stop him.

"Why were there Dementoids in Little Whinging though?" Uncle Vernon looked confused.

"He probably sent them." Harry stated rubbing his temples. He was getting a big headache from all this yelling.

"Who?" Uncle Vernon looked like he was trying to be civil, and failing. But at least he wasn't yelling anymore.

"Lord Voldemort. You know the one who killed my parents." Harry stated matter-of-factly.

"But he's gone." Uncle Vernon looked even more confused then before.

"Well, he's back." And with those words Harry walked out of the room, up the stairs, into his room and then collapsed on the bed, ignoring Uncle Vernon's bellows for him to get back there and Aunt Petunia's fussing over Dudley. He sighed and rolled onto his stomach. What he wouldn't give to be back at Hogwarts already.

*That Magic was real?*

A/N: So there is the chapter. I hope you like and hope the it wasn't too confusing. Yes I do know that some of the things i wrote don't happen in the book, but I wrote it this way for a reason.

If you spot any mistakes in grammar or spelling, can you tell me. I promise I won't bite anyone's head off if they do. It helps me figure out what my strengths and weakness are in writing. Also if you would like to help me figure that out, be sure to review, but you can always just review to say you liked it. I'm cool with that too. Please and Thank you.