Summery: Tsuna dreams of Hogwarts.
The Great Hogwarts Escape
Tsuna blinked.
It was bright. The walls glowed with soft color, pastels and laughter and sunlight mixed with blood and rock and age old stone. This castle, this school, this haven hidden away from burning fires and war cries, little safe spot for four friends that grew into something so much larger–
How did he get here?
…He couldn't quite recall.
"General?" He called out, searching, searching, searching for his friend. But the halls remained empty of his presence. So he took a step (it was so much more) and ventured off to find him.
The world twisted and spun, laughter echoing around him, and he resisted the urge to let ope his mouth, to let free those sounds trapped inside him, that joy which bubbled up inside him, and just get lost.
No.
He had to find the General. He could get lost in this place later, when he had an anchor to pull him back.
He saw, then, for the briefest of moments (When the skies collided and green lights flashed and woman's screamed "MOVE ASIDE, GIRL!") a boy and a boy and a girl.
"Excuse me!" he called out, rushing forward. "Seer begs ye! Help, for I can't quite find my path."
The three–for they were three (or were they? They who stood before Death and the Death Bringer and his minions, who devour that which cannot be eaten and shall always come, and opened his arms and smiled and welcomed them, they three, us three, since the very start–was there a start?) and Tsuna knew this (did he?) even if nothing was ever certain–turned, glancing at one another in confusion.
"Excuse me?" The one who bore the weight asked, lightning crackling across his face, striking, like a snake, which would have it's meal.
"I don't know where I am," Tsuna told them, "And I wish to find the General before I become even more lost."
It was, perhaps, the most normal thing Tsuna had said in years.
"Oh, um." Destiny's Child looked to the One Who Favors Order, and The One Who Favors Chaos, and Tsuna watched. He always seemed to be watching.
"You're in Hogwarts," She said, who grew whiskers from her cheeks, and plucked the universe's secrets from her hidden tomes. She said it slowly, (Truly? You do not know?) and seemed, like many did, confused. "Who's the General?"
"Oh dear," Tsuna said. "I am a very long way from home."
And then, just when Tsuna began to wonder how it was he came to be here, and how it was he was to go, he woke.
He sat up in bed and stared at his hands, wondering all the while, exactly where it was he had gone.
(For sometimes dreams are more than dreams, and this one felt rather real)
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