Cloud
When Harry was eight, there had been a man who lived across the road. According to Aunt Petunia's gleeful gossip, he was a wealthy Italian, come here for some peace, quiet, and respectable society. They desperately wanted to impress him, so when he asked if Harry could come over and do some chores for him, they didn't hesitate to push him out the door, with an admonition to 'behave yourself!'.
The man, Mr Bertesca, was nice. He made Harry lunch, and gave him sweets, and let him rest on the sofa if he got too tired. He didn't have to do even half the chores that he did for the Dursleys, and he was given his own yellow rubber gloves so that the cleaning liquids didn't hurt his hands. Mr Bertesca even let Harry watch TV when the chores were done, winking at him and promising not to tell Aunt Petunia.
Slowly, Mr Bertesca got Harry to tell him about his home life. Harry told him about how his cousin bullied him, and his Aunt gave him way more chores than Mr Bertesca asked him to do! He even confided in a whisper about his cupboard, and Mr Bertesca told him that it wasn't fair that Dudley's toys got a room to themselves when Harry didn't. Harry had never thought of it like that. He knew they didn't love him as much as Dudley, but was he really less important to them than broken toys?
Mr Bertesca asked him if he wanted to leave Privet Drive. He said that he had friends in Italy who would love a bright, kind, hard-working boy like him. He told Harry about the friendly couple who couldn't have any children of their own and the big house they had in the countryside. Harry hung on his every word. To a little boy who had never been outside the country, Italy sounded like a magical place.
On the day before Mr Bertesca had told him he would leave, Harry came over to find another boy sitting on the sofa. He looked a few years older than Harry, maybe even old enough to be in Secondary School. Harry's heart froze. Had Mr Bertesca changed his mind? Had he decided to take a different boy instead?
The boy turned to face him. His eyes were covered with hair, and he was wearing a tiara.
"Ushishishi," he giggled. His smile was creepy, and Harry started to back away towards the door. This boy scared him more than Dudley and Aunt Petunia when he made a mess and Uncle Vernon when Harry did something freaky combined.
"Why are you here, little boy?" he asked. Harry didn't even consider lying.
"Mr Bertesca said he would take me to a new family in Italy," he gasped, finding it hard to breathe through the terror. The boy walked over to him, backing him up against the wall.
"Mr Bertesca is a very bad man, little boy. But a bad man with good taste," he said, grabbing Harry's hand.
"You're practically radiating, little Cloud," he told him.
"What?" This didn't make any sense.
"Ushishishi! Mr Bertesca had to go away. You're coming to Italy with me!" With that, the creepy blond pulled him out the door and into the car waiting outside.
So, I've been advised to collect the stories together. 'Random 1' will Katekyo Hitman Reborn! / Harry Potters fics. I've also posted 'Random 2', which is Katekyo Hitman Reborn / Yu-Gi-Oh! fics. Hopefully, this will make things easier.