AN: Hi everyone! So finals are about to start! I've been writing this for the past few days, because I was bored and had nothing else to do. I'll try to finish up the next chapter of Bleach Stay Night, finally, and post that today. If not, you'll see it around December 18th or so. This particular fic will be updated more often than some others, so look forward to frequent updates! Anyway, enjoy chapter 4!

Chapter 4: DxD and a Daywalker

- ISSEI P.O.V. –

"Buchou!" I call.

"Hai, Issei?" she asks.

"What's up with the party tonight?" I ask her. Seriously, this thing came out of nowhere!

She sighs. "Issei, this party was organized by the House of Potter. They SPECIFICALLY invited us. By name," she replies. My eyebrows rise. By name? I know Kiba and Asia went over there for some reason, but they won't say why. "I want us to look our best Issei. After all, you're the man I love," she commands, a blush adorning her face. Wait, she loves me! Oh right, I already knew that.

"Vali and the others will be there as well. I even heard Michael, Gabriel, Irina, and Baraqiel were invited," I hear Azazel-sensei cut in.

"Sensei? When did you get here?" Buchou asks him.

"I just got here right now," he replies, as I hear the sound of flapping wings. But who would come here? Sun Wukong? No, I doubt it. Vali? No, his wings don't sound like that. Then who…

"It's good to see you, gaki," a familiar, deep growling voice calls. But that's! I run out to greet him.

"Uncle Tannin!" I call out.

"You get ready for this part, gaki. I don't want my pupil looking like an idiot. Just because you're famous doesn't mean you can dress like a hobo," he growls.

"Hai, Tannin-sama!" I yell, mock-saluting him as I run inside to prepare.

LATER, AT THE PARTY

As we step inside the formal ballroom of Potter Manor, I take a moment to reacclimatize myself with the posh interior. The ballroom itself is phenomenal, with a high ceiling and stained glass windows. The ballroom also leads out to a balcony with a view of the lake behind the Manor. To the left and right of the ballroom are two sets of stairs connected to the upper floors. All in all, it reminds me of, oh what was that movie that Rias made me watch. Oh right. Beauty and the Beast, I think it was.

"Thank you for coming, Hyoudou-san," I hear a voice say. Turning towards the source, I see the Countess Lily Potter. From what she told me, she's Count Potter's Queen, a reincarnated Devil.

"Oppai Dragon!" I hear a hyperactive voice shout. I look down. A small girl, largely identical in appearance to Countess Lily Potter, save for the hazel eyes and glasses on her face, is hugging my legs while holding one of the Oppai Dragon action figures.

[Aibou, why does everyone know me only by that name these days! Oh the pain! I was a proud Dragon once, now I'm reduced to 'Oppai Dragon!' Why?] Ddraig moans in sorrow. Sorry Ddraig.

"Yes?" I ask her, shutting out Ddraig's complaints.

"C-can you…c-can you…um…um…um…sign this poster please?" the girl asks. Damn, she's cute. And those eyes…those eyes are a potent weapon. Oh my God. Ow. Gently taking the poster from her hand, I pull a marker out of my pocket, and no, I don't know why it was there, I pull the cap off, and sign my name in big letters.

I hand it back to her, a grin on my face. "Here you go!" I say. She grins, and then runs off.

"Thank you for indulging her request, Hyoudou-san," Countess Lily Potter says, thanking me.

"Oh it was nothing. I'd like to think I'm inspiring someone at least," I reply, grinning sheepishly while rubbing the back of my head.

"Ehem!" I hear Duke Potter, the Head of the Potter Family call out to gather everyone's attention. "I'd like to thank everyone for coming tonight. Tonight is somewhat of a special night for us. But before we get to that, we've got to introduce the star. Tonight, we are formally announcing the heir of my son, Count James Potter." Isn't that their son? Why the need to announce it? As if in response to my thoughts, he continues. "Now, I know that many of you are think that my grandson Charles will be the heir. I'm here to tell you that that is not the case. Charles has accepted that, and is proud to call the heir his older brother. Please welcome, the heir to Count James Potter, Baron Harry James Potter!" I'm shocked. The Potters had another son? Why haven't I ever heard about him before?

"Rias," I whisper, "did you hear about them having another son?"

"No I didn't Issei. Father told me that they insisted to the elders that they had another son, but apparently the elders forced them to have another child. I know for a fact that the Potters looked for their son everywhere," she replies. As if on cue, the lights dim, save for one spot. I turn towards the spotlight to see a small boy, about 11 years old or so from his height, though he's on the short side. He's got curly black hair and glasses like Count Potter, and bright emerald green eyes like his mother. But what strikes me the most is a strange red scar on his forehead shaped like a lightning bolt.

[Aibou,] Ddraig calls, interrupting my thoughts, [that scar's giving me a bad feeling. I'd recommend getting that looked at, preferably by someone with an abundance of Holy power, like your friend Irina. The best bet would be Gabriel or Michael though.]

'Alright Ddraig, I'll do that,' I reply mentally.

- HARRY P.O.V. –

LATER

Why does Dad have to make me do this? I told him I hate attention and fame! I get enough of it with the whole Boy-Who-Lived thing! Now I have to have this formal stuffy birthday party! Damn it!

"Harry," Dad calls, "I'd like you to meet a few people. Don't worry, they're not stuffy old geezers. Well, most of them aren't," he says, smiling. I nod nervously. As I follow him through the throngs of people, I try to look around. Is that a dragon over there? And does that girl have cat ears and a tail? I swear, this place is kinda weird.

"Harry, I'd like you meet Sirzechs Lucifer, the current holder of the title 'Lucifer,'" Dad tells me. "Sirzechs-sama, this is our eldest son Harry."

I look up at the man. I am immediately struck by his commanding presence. But at the same time, it seems more, oh I don't know, different. While Saber's commanding presence and charisma are akin to Professor McGonagall, this man's are more akin to Professor Dumbledore's. He's wearing a golden mantle over a simple Muggle suit colored, strangely enough, white and blue. But his striking feature is his hair. Red, no crimson. That hair color certainly makes him stand out.

"U-u-um, hi. Nice to meet you sir," I stammer nervously.

He laughs warmly, and crouches to meet my eyes. "It is very nice to meet you as well Harry. I look forward to your exploits and accomplishments going forward," he says.

"U-u-um, thanks," I reply, still wracked with nervousness. Is this what Neville feels around Snape?

"Onii-sama!" a voice interrupts. I look towards the source to see a teenage girl with similarly colored hair and HUGE breasts, dragging a boy behind her. Well he looks normal enough.

"Ah. Rias. Issei-kun," he replies. So that's the Rias person everyone keeps mentioning! She's pretty, that's for sure. Issei? Who's that?

Her eyes suddenly notice me. I shrink back fearfully. "So you're Harry, huh? Nice to meet you. I'm Rias Gremory. This lovable idiot is Hyoudou Issei," she greets. She seems nice. Normal even. Almost like Hermione in a sense.

"U-u-um, n-nice to meet you too," I stammer. Boy, do I feel small! Everyone's so big!

"I never thought you'd be one to be dragged around, Issei," another voice interrupts. What the hell? Why are so many people converging on me! Turning to face the new voice, I see a young teenager who looks similar in age to Rias. Strangely, he's wearing a mantle identical to Sirzechs's. Is he a Maou too?

"Vali," Issei greets. So he's Vali, huh?

"Oh? Who are you, little one?" he asks, noticing me. "Ah yes, you're Harry Potter. I am Vali Lucifer. Nice to meet you." Vali…Lucifer? Huh? Why are there two Lucifers?

"U-u-um, not to be rude or anything, but um…how are you both Lucifers?" I mumble. Sirzechs chuckles.

"That is actually a fair question for someone new to all this, Harry. You see, in the current age the name Lucifer is a title. Whoever takes the position drops their family name and takes the name of Lucifer. That is why Rias is the heir to the Gremory family even though I am elder to her. Vali, on the other hand, is the last remaining descendant of the original Lucifer, who died in the last Great War. His son, Rizevim, was defeated recently by Issei-kun and Vali," he explains. OK. That made it slightly less confusing. But it's still confusing.

"Mou, Vali-chan, Sirzechs-chan, stop scaring Harry-chan!" a female voice whines. I look over to see…huh? What is she wearing?!

"Oh. Serafall," Sirzechs greets. Serafall? Why does everyone have such a weird name here?

"Hajimemashite, Harry-chan, I'm Serafall Leviathan, and I'm a bona fide Maou Shoujo!" she announces, striking a cheesy victory pose.

"U-u-um…hi," I mutter nervously, grinning. She ruffles my hair. This lady seems nice enough.

"Harry," a familiar voice greets. I sigh in relief. It's Saber.

"Saber," I call, smiling. She's wearing a white dress. It kind of looks like a white version of her armor. Her hair is tied up, not in a bun, but in a regular ponytail with a simple black ribbon. Her sleeves are lower, showing a bit of her upper arms, and her chest is more clearly accentuated.

"Nice dress, Saber," I compliment. Her face grows red in response.

"Harry," a familiar deep voice interrupts, "what am I, chopped liver?"

"Oh, sorry Shirou, didn't notice you there," I reply hurriedly. He's wearing a black Muggle suit with a white undershirt and black tie. Simple yet elegant. Looking around, I see many of the younger girls staring at him like a piece of meat. Even some of the older girls are blatantly ogling him.

"James, who might these two be?" I hear Sirzechs ask Dad.

"They are Harry's Knights," he replies. I lose interest in Dad's conversation, and so I decide to explore. As Saber and Shirou follow behind me, I wander randomly through the crowd, looking around aimlessly.

"Harry look out!" Saber calls out to me.

But her warning is in vain as I feel myself bump into someone with a loud "oof!" The man turns around. Looking up at his face, I suddenly am reminded of someone. His face looks familiar.

"Hello, little one. Who might you be?" he asks nicely.

"I'm-um-Harry Potter," I reply timidly. I'm still nervous about this whole thing. What if they don't like me?

"Ah, so you're the birthday boy. It is very nice to meet you. My name is Arthur Pendragon. This here is my sister, Le Fay Pendragon. We are descendants of King Arthur himself," he greets, extending his hand. I grab it, and he pulls me off the ground. Wait, Pendragon! The shit's going to hit the fan. I can see it right now.

"Pen…dragon?" I hear Saber stammer out.

"Yes, Pendragon. What of it?" he asks her.

"Oh, um, it's just that…." She trails off.

"Um, Arthur, you know that our family magic has to deal with parallel worlds, right?" I ask him. He nods.

"That is in fact common knowledge in the Underworld. What is not known is how the Potter magics work," he answers.

"Alright. That makes my explanation easier slightly. Simply put, the two here are my two Knights. I reincarnated them when I was summoned into a parallel world. In that world, they are known as Heroic Spirits. They are the spirits of great heroes. Shirou is a hero from that world's future, so you wouldn't have heard about him. Saber, on the other hand, is someone from the past. Saber, you know what to do," I explain to him. She sighs.

"Do I really have to, Harry?" she asks.

"It's the easiest way to make him believe you. Speaking of which, where is Yuuto? I think he'd want to see this," I muse.

"Ah, Harry," he interrupts. Speak of the Devil, eh? I turn to find the source. As I thought, Yuuto is walking up to me. He's accompanied by a beautiful teenage girl with short blue hair and a green highlight, wearing a simple white dress.

"Yuuto, who's that with you?" I ask, curious.

"Oh right! I forgot you don't know her. Harry, this is my fellow Knight in Rias Gremory's peerage, Xenovia," he explains. So this is the Xenovia that Dad mentioned! The one that has Durandal and uses pocket dimensions?

"U-u-um, hi. Mum and Dad have mentioned you more than once," I say to her.

"In what regard?" she asks. Pretty blunt if you ask me.

"U-u-um, the first time it was in regard to, oh what was it, pocket dimensions I think. The second was in regards to Excalibur," I inform her. At this I notice Saber perk up.

"Oh OK then," she replies, smiling.

"Now, what did you want to show us, Harry?" Yuuto asks. Oh right. I motion to Saber.

"Yuuto, Xenovia, this is my Knight. We typically call her Saber. She's a hero from the past of a parallel world," I begin.

"That makes sense. So why did you want to speak to us and the two Pendragons?" he asks. Sharp as ever, he is.

"Well, the reason is…um…er…her true identity. I just thought you guys'd like to know," I mumble, motioning to Saber.

"Like Harry was saying, I am a hero from a parallel world. I go by Saber to hide my true name so that my enemies may not find weaknesses to exploit, since my true name is so well known," she begins. Her sword, still masked by Invisible Air, appears at her side.

"What Harry wants me to share with the four of you is my true identity as fellow swordsmen and women," she concludes. Silence. I look around. Everyone is staring at us.

"It looks like we have a little show, don't we Harry?" Granddad asks, chuckling.

"Saber, continue onstage over there," I command. This is not the time to panic. If Dad trusts everyone here, so do I. She nods, acknowledging my command, and walks over to the stage, where Granddad reiterates my explanation for the third time tonight. The entire room draws a breath in anticipation. Saber dispels Invisible Air and draws Excalibur for the entire room to see. Wait…she's covered the blade with Invisible Air too? Talk about paranoia.

"Saber, dispel Invisible Air, if you would," I command, cutting through the silence. She stares at me, bewilderment evident, before nodding in understanding. The air spirals around the length of the hidden blade, slowly dissipating, revealing the full length of the golden blade Excalibur in all of its glory.

"Is that…Seiken…Excalibur?!" I hear Yuuto yell.

"But it's whole…" someone else muses.

"But she's from a parallel world, and a hero from the past. Wait…." Xenovia begins.

"…are you saying that…" Sirzechs continues.

"…in that world…" Rias adds.

"…you're King Arthur…" Le Fay continues.

"…and King Arthur's a GIRL!" the room shouts in confusion. She nods. Looking to my right, I see Yuuto's and Xenovia's jaws drop. Arthur and Le Fay just stammer in confusion.

"Wha…that's not…that's…" he begins. I see Arthur and Le Fay march up to Saber. Then, to everyone's surprise, Arthur removes a sword from his belt, and they both bow, presenting the sword to her.

"We shall consider ourselves lucky so as to have met someone as legendary as you, great ancestor. This blade rightfully belongs to you," he tells her. She looks at the blade in his hands, eyes widening. She picks it up and draws it. Then to my surprise, she steps off the stage and grabs them both in a hug. Huh. Who knew Saber had it in her?

"You are family, no matter what anyone else may say. And Arthur, thank you for returning this to me. It was always my favorite blade. However, that blade wants to be wielded. If it were returned to me, I would not wield it, as I already have Excalibur. I want you, my descendant, to wield it proudly. Hold your head up high, as a proud member of the House Pendragon. As head, I bestow that sword upon you. Use Caliburn well, Arthur," she concludes. That's good. Saber has someone else besides Shirou. As the party resumes, I see everyone start to mumble about Saber and Excalibur.

My thoughts are interrupted by a bright golden light suddenly illuminating the room. "Sorry I am late everyone, I was held up," a musical voice calls out. As the light clears, I see a man with light blonde hair wearing golden armor. The important thing though, is that one, he has a halo, and two, he has 12 wings. Golden wings. The only angel with golden wings is…

"Late as usual, Michael? Pay it no mind, the party is still going strong," Granddad calls out, jovial as usual.

"And where might the birthday boy be?" he asks himself. Oh. He's looking for me. I don't know if I can face someone so important. I mean he's Archangel Michael! The Head Angel. He's the top of the hierarchy, right below God, OW! That hurt.

"Ah. There he is," Dad muses, walking towards me. "Harry," he begins, crouching to meet my eyes, "there's something you have to know before you meet Michael. Simply put, you know how I mentioned that in the last war, the four Maou died? Well, they weren't alone. God OW! perished in that war as well. So now Michael is in charge of Heaven," he concludes. Wait, he's dead!? Huh?

"Happy Birthday, Harry. It is nice to meet you. I am Archangel Michael," he begins.

"Hello, Archangel Michael, it is nice to meet you," I reply politely, afraid to offend him. The Dursleys took me to church once, and only because Mrs. Figg wasn't around to babysit then. Every other time they left me with her. The one time I did go, I liked it. My head hurt the entire time, but I think that was due to my half-Devil heritage at the time. Still, I enjoyed the music and the sermon. It was enlightening.

FLASHBACK

"Hello everyone. Once again we have gathered here to celebrate the life our Lord has given us. Our Lord is forgiving. He will give help to those who ask for it, as long as that help is deserved. Our Lord is not all-powerful. He cannot help us if we do not try to help ourselves. You must try to help yourselves. If you have done everything in your power, and are still unsuccessful, ask for help from the Lord. He will help you.

Our Lord is also merciful. Even those that have fallen from the righteous path may be guided to the path of righteousness. Take note, right and wrong is not the same as good and evil. Sometimes, one must commit a minor wrong to right a greater wrong. Such a minor wrong is not evil. As long as injustice is destroyed, if you commit a small evil to destroy the evil that is injustice, the Lord will forgive you. Live your lives in righteousness. Never hesitate to ask for help when you need it. Do not allow injustice to spread. That is His will. Learn to forgive those who make mistakes. Encourage them to learn from their mistakes. Our Lord will take care of those who do not do so in His own way. This is His will. Thank you."

I still remember the sermon clearly. I must ask for help when I need it. I must help guide people to the path of righteousness. I must forgive people within reason. If they cross the line, they are unjust, and must be eliminated.

"You don't have to be nervous, Harry. I'm not going to hurt you," he assures me. I sigh in relief.

"U-um, thank you, Archangel Michael. Now, if you'll kindly excuse me," I reply, shaking his hand once, then running off.

- JAMES POTTER P.O.V. -

As Harry runs off, my thoughts are interrupted by a conversation between Michael and Gabriel. "Michael-sama, did you notice that?" Gabriel asks him.

"If you mean Harry's scar, then yes, I did notice, Gabriel," he replies.

"I'm sorry to interrupt Michael, but I couldn't help but hear that you noticed something about Harry's scar," I interrupt.

"It is alright James. I can understand the actions of a worried parent. Besides, if my hunch is correct, Sirzechs and Azazel are bound to have noticed this as well," he assures me.

"Michael-sama!" a feminine voice calls, amid various calls of protest.

"Irina! What are you doing, dragging me along like that?!" I hear Hyoudou-san whine.

"Still being dragged around by women, Issei?" yet another voice interrupts.

"Ah. Sekiryuutei and Hakuryuuko," Michael greets. "We were just talking about young Harry's scar."

[Ah. That scar gives me a bad vibe, Archangel Michael,] the Welsh Dragon, Ddraig, interrupts.

{I got the same impression,} the Vanishing Dragon, Albion, cuts in.

"So both Heavenly Dragons have noticed as well," Michael muses.

"Michael-sama, he's Harry Potter. Could it have something to do with Voldemort?" Shidou-san asks. I stare at her. How does she know about Voldemort and the hype about the 'Boy-Who-Lived', as Harry told us?

- HARRY P.O.V. -

As I ran away from Archangel Michael, I contemplated my life. My birthday last year, I met Hagrid, found out I was a wizard, and went to Diagon Alley. This year is better though. I'm spending it with my family and their friends. Once again, I am not looking where I'm going, so I crash into someone with a resounding "Oof!" The man I crashed into turns around. He's got dark brown hair with a bit of blonde in the front as well. He's wearing a Muggle-style suit, except with no white shirt, no tie, and it has coattails. Plus, it's brown.

"Ah. So you're James's son," he muses. I freeze.

"U-um-er-um-yes sir, I am," I stammer nervously. He chuckles warmly.

"It's alright. Harry, right? We know you're new to all of this. I am Azazel, formerly the head of Grigori. Now I'm just their research consultant. If you want, you can call me Azazel-sensei. I don't know if you know much Japanese, as you grew up outside of the Underworld, but sensei means teacher," he explains calmly. Azazel! The former head of the Fallen Angels!

"Um-nice to meet you, um, er, Azazel," I reply nervously. He chuckles again.

"Don't sweat it, Harry. No need to be nervous," he assures me warmly. "Now, do you have a Sacred Gear?"

"Um…I think so, but my power isn't part of the known ones Dad told me about. So it may not be one," I reply.

"Let me be the judge of that. I am acknowledged as the expert on Sacred Gears, after all," he boasts.

"Dark Impetus," I call out softly, as my dark cloak and twin ethereal blades appear.

"Interesting…yes…this does look like a Sacred Gear, but to my knowledge, Potters have never had Sacred Gears. You're probably the first," he explains.

"Um, could it be because I was once half-human?" I ask.

"Hm…that could actually be it. Has it talked to you?" he muses.

"Um, yes, he has. He says his name is um, er, Oxtahrne, or something," I reply. His eyebrows rise.

"If that is the case, then yes, I can say for a fact that Dark Impetus, as you call it, is your Sacred Gear," he concludes, smiling.

"Azazel, what are you doing? Talking about Sacred Gears again? Is that all you talk about?" A new voice cuts in.

"Sensei, don't scare poor Harry-kun. Ufufufu," a woman adds, scoldingly. I turn to face them. I see a middle-aged man with dark black hair and a matching beard wearing a simple Muggle suit. Beside him is a beautiful girl with dark black hair tied up in a long side-ponytail wearing a Japanese-looking outfit.

"Baraqiel. Akeno," he greets. Baraqiel! Another famous Fallen Angel! Interupting my thoughts, the girl crouches to my height, and begins to speak.

"Hajimemashite, Harry-kun. I am Himejima Akeno, Rias Gremory's Queen. My father is standing over there talking to Azazel," she greets. Wait, Rias Gremory's Queen!

"Um, er, nice to meet you too, Akeno," I stammer nervously. She smiles warmly.

"I look forward to seeing your accomplishments, Harry-kun," she says, standing up.

AFTER THE PARTY, A COUPLE OF WEEKS LATER

So I'm in Japan right now, and have been for a couple of weeks. After cutting the huge cake, I started opening presents. I couldn't believe it. I had presents! From Mum and Dad I got a Nintendo 64, along with a few games. I always wanted to play video games. From Grandmum and Granddad I got an expensive watch. Charlie got me my own bicycle. I never had one of those. Rose gave me a card and a picture that she drew of the 9 of us. To my surprise, Mum and Dad managed to pick up presents from my friends too. From Hermione I got a stack of books about various subjects, as well as a copy of her favorite, Hogwarts, a History. Dad just laughed at that.

As the party was wrapping up, Rias and Yuuto asked Mum and Dad if I could spend a couple of weeks in Japan with them. As I've never been on vacation before, they agreed. Fits in with my cover story anyway. So I'm sitting in Issei's house while Rias-onee-chan, Issei, who asked me to call him Aniki, and the others are in school right now. His parents and Kuroka-onee-chan are coddling me like a little kid. They think I'm cute. Kuroka-onee-chan is somewhat suffocating. She's really nice, but she's suffocating. Literally. Whenever she's around my head spends most of its time stuck firmly between her massive breasts as she coddles me like some sort of dakimakura. That's another new word. It refers to something called a hug pillow. Kuroka-onee-chan makes me feel like a human hug pillow. For some reason I can't fathom, it makes Aniki extremely jealous. Then Rias-onee-chan makes both of us blush by doing the same to him. For some reason he enjoys it.

There's also Akeno-onee-chan, who makes me blush even more than Kuroka-onee-chan, Asia-onee-chan, Xenovia-onee-chan, Irina-onee-chan, Valerie-onee-chan, Koneko-onee-chan, Rossweisse-onee-chan, Le Fay-onee-chan, who is usually watching Aniki's Power Rangers-like TV show, and Gasper-nii-san, who for some reason dressed like a girl because he thinks girl's clothing is cute, all living under Aniki's roof. I don't know what he sees in it.

AN: Warning. The following paragraph describes adult situations. Read at your own peril. If you don't like it, skip it.

I could swear that one night I walked in to Aniki's room by mistake late at night and caught her, Rias-onee-chan, Asia-onee-chan, Xenovia-onee-chan, Kuroka-onee-chan, Koneko-onee-chan, Le Fay-onee-chan and Rossweisse-onee-chan all in the same room. Did I mention they were all naked and having sex? I saw some pretty weird shit that night. All I know of sex is the basic talk we got in Muggle primary school. I didn't know that a guy slapping a girl's butt could feel good for her. If it were me, I would never do such a thing! I couldn't talk straight with them for an entire day! I also saw Xenovia-onee-chan kissing Rossweisse-onee-chan, Le Fay-onee-chan kissing Asia-onee-chan, Kuroka-onee-chan and Koneko-onee-chan were in a weird position where Kuroka-onee-chan's face was by Koneko-onee-chan's genitals and vice versa, while Rias-onee-chan inserted Aniki's penis into herself and Akeno-onee-chan sat on his face. I'm still kind of weirded out by the whole thing. But I'm only 12, so I have plenty of time to figure this entire thing out.

AN: Alright. Adult situations are over. Continue reading.

A few days ago I met Sona Sitri, Rias-onee-chan's best friend. She has a chess obsession. Maybe I should introduce her to Ron. They'd have a grand old time playing chess. Gen-nii-san is cool; he's a lot like Aniki in many ways, from what I saw. Bennia-onee-chan is like Le Fay-onee-chan; she's a fan of Aniki's TV show. And plus, she's a Grim Reaper. And there's the college student Loup-nii-san. Now he looks cool. He also apparently used to be a werewolf who was able to control his transformation. Maybe I can introduce him to Uncle Moony or something. Yeah, I'll do that; that'll help.

After Aniki and the others returned to the house, Valerie-onee-chan decided to take Gasper-nii-san and I out to explore the town. Right now we're at the park. According to Aniki, this is where he was reincarnated after being killed by a Fallen Angel. Scary. I suddenly hear a noise.

"Fufufufu…Gasper Vladi of Rias Gremory's peerage. Oh? Valerie Tepes of the vampire House of Tepes? And what's this? Another Devil? Our employer will pay nicely for this. It's unfortunate that you have to die, but that's not my PROBLEM!" a voice yells. Swirling to my left, I watch as a strange looking sword flies towards Gasper-nii-san.

"GASPER-NII-SAN, LOOK OUT!" I yell, shoving him out of the way. Sorry Mum. Dad. Rose. I'm going to die. But I can't let these people, my friends, die.

SQUELCH! I hear. I look down. No sword. Huh?

"V-v-v-valerie?" I hear Gasper-nii-san stammer. I look in front of me. No. Oh no. This isn't happening. I see Valerie-onee-chan in front of me, a sword running clean through her heart.

"Tch. I missed the Devils. Oh well. At least I got the Tepes girl," the dark voice mutters. Breaking myself out of my daze, I rush over to Valerie-onee-chan.

"Harry-kun," she rasps, "I don't have much time left. Please, make sure Gasper knows…that I love him," she concludes. Her hand goes cold. My heart feels like it's stopped. She can't die. I won't let her die. I have to do it.

"Gasper-nii-san," I call darkly, "take care of them. She's gone. I'm going to reincarnate her. It's the only option I have. Is that OK?" I ask. He nods, his face contorted in anger. As the fight commences, I withdraw my Evil Pieces from my pocket dimension. What piece should Valerie-onee-chan be? Gasper-nii-san is a Bishop; I think Valerie-onee-chan would be good as a Bishop too. I remove a Bishop piece from the chest and place it on Valerie-onee-chan's chest. I begin the reincarnation chant.

"In my name as Harry James Potter, son of Count James Charlus Potter, scion of the Pillar House Potter of the 73 Pillars, I hereby bestow new life upon Valerie Tepes as a Bishop of my peerage, so mote it be!" I yell, thrusting the piece into her chest. She glows with a crimson light as the piece reincarnates her. As the piece finishes its work, her eyes flutter open. I put the chest of Evil Pieces away, and rush to her side.

"Valerie-onee-chan, are you OK?" I ask as I cradle her head in my arms.

"I'm…alive?" she muses in shock.

"I reincarnated you as my Bishop, Valerie-onee-chan. It was the only way to save you," I explain.

"Harry-kun," she begins. She smiles her rarely shown soft, warm smile. From what Gasper-nii-san told me, she's usually more like Dad, Rose, and the Weasley Twins; a prankster. "Thank you for doing this. I don't mind being in your peerage. As long as I can be with Gasper. Did you tell him?" she asks.

"I was more focused on saving you, so you can tell him yourself," I reply, grinning mischievously. Her face reddens.

"H-H-Harry-kun!" she whines, her face the shade of Ron's hair.

"Um, not to interrupt or anything, but could I get a little help!?" Gasper-nii-san yells exasperatedly. I summon Dark Impetus.

"Way ahead of you, Gasper-nii-san," I reply, preparing for battle.

LATER

"WHAT!" Ow, that hurts. People shouting in my ears I mean. After Valerie-onee-chan and I joined the battle, it wrapped up pretty quickly. The real trouble was after we got home.

"S-s-s-so…Valerie…died? And Harry reincarnated her as a Bishop?" Aniki stutters in disbelief. I nod. The assembled group visibly sighs. So now I've got a Bishop and two Knights, and it's only been like what, a month? My thoughts are interrupted by a very loud screech. Wait…that's no screech! It's an owl! I whip my head towards the window. A large, brown tawny owl is perched on the windowsill with a letter tied to its leg. I open the window to let the owl in.

"Um…Harry…is that an owl?" Rias-onee-chan asks me.

"Yes. Yes it is," I reply matter-of-factly.

"U-um, I thought owls were nocturnal," Asia-onee-chan muses.

"Normally they are Asia-onee-chan. The British Wizarding World, however, uses them as post carriers. Since this one found me all the way out here, it must be my Hogwarts letter," I reply.

"Hogwarts? What's that?" Aniki asks.

"My school. It's where I learn Wizardcraft. Mum and Dad attended. Grandmum and Granddad attended, and everyone in my family since we first went into hiding in the Human World has attended Hogwarts at some point or the other," I explain as I untie the letter from the owl's leg. Opening the envelope, I pull out a plain sheet of parchment with Professor McGonagall's characteristic writing on it.

HOGWARTS SCHOOL OF WITCHCRAFT AND WIZARDRY

Dear Mr. Potter,

Second year students will require:

The Standard Book of Spells (Grade 2) by Miranda Goshawk

Break with a Banshee by Gilderoy Lockhart

Gadding with Ghouls by Gilderoy Lockhart

Holidays with Hags by Gilderoy Lockhart

Travels with Trolls by Gilderoy Lockhart

Voyages with Vampires by Gilderoy Lockhart

Wanderings with Werewolves by Gilderoy Lockhart

Year with the Yeti by Gilderoy Lockhart

That's it? Not much for supplies. Who's this Gilderoy Lockhart bloke? His book titles sound like fiction titles. Is he our new Defense Professor? I hope not. I should probably head home to start getting ready for Second Year.

"Um…guys? Now that I've got my supply list, I should probably head back home to Potter Manor. We need to go buy supplies and then prepare for the school year. Not to mention Mum wanted me back home if my supply list arrived," I explain. The group frowns.

"Alright then…Harry," Rias-onee-chan replies, "we were happy to have you here for the past couple of weeks. We want you to visit again."

"Do I look like an idiot, Rias-onee-chan? Of course I'll visit, I love this place! I'll even bring my friends!" I reply, grinning. As a Potter house-elf packs my stuff, I take the time to say goodbye to everyone, even Aniki's parents. They thought of me like a younger son apparently. As Valerie-onee-chan and I prepare to leave for Potter Manor, I hear a house-elf pop in. Turning to face it, I see that it's not a Potter elf.

"Um, what might your name be?" I ask.

"Dobby is being called Dobby. Dobby has come to warn Harry Potter that Harry Potter must not return to Hogwarts," he explains.

"Why, Dobby? Why shouldn't I return to Hogwarts?" I ask in confusion. To my surprise, he starts banging his head against my trunk.

"Bad Dobby! Bad Dobby!" he yells. I grab him and pull him away.

"No, Dobby, you're not a bad elf. Who do you work for, Dobby?" I ask him.

"Dobby be working for Masters and Mistress Malfoy," he replies. Malfoy, huh?

"Listen Dobby," I say, crouching to meet his eyes, "if there is danger at Hogwarts, then I won't be the only one in danger. In fact, all of my friends will be in danger as well. Thank you, Dobby, for informing me of this danger, so I can protect everyone from it," I say gently. At this he tears up. What did I do?

"The Great Harry Potter Sir is truly a great wizard. Knowing there is danger, he goes to protect everyone else as well. He has even treated Dobby, an elf, as an equal," he weeps. Oh. Happy tears. Good.

"Dobby," I call, rising up into a standing position, "I'm confident I can stop this danger. You're a good elf, and don't deserve to be working for a family like the Malfoys. I'll get you freed," I assure him.

"If Harry Potter frees Dobby, will Harry Potter allow Dobby to work for him?" Dobby asks me.

"I'll do better than that, Dobby. I'll let you become a proud Potter family house-elf," I reply, grinning.

"Oh, the Great Harry Potter Sir is truly kind to all! I will meet you again, Harry Potter sir, Bad Master Malfoy be calling for me," he says, popping away. Well, that was weird.

LATER

So Mum and Dad were worried when I told them about the fight. The only thing that was reassuring to them was that Gasper-nii-san and Valerie-onee-chan were with me. I'm still surprised I picked up Japanese so quickly. Mum told me it is because Devils have a natural gift for languages. From what Dad said, this ability made him feel like he was cheating when he took Ancient Runes. But I digress.

So I'm back home. On Mum and Dad's orders, we had our house-elf go and buy all my stuff for 2nd year. The elf, Tippy, mentioned that she saw the Weasleys in Diagon Alley that day. Apparently, he was being recognized as my best friend. All the fame that I had is now passed to him. Looking at the Daily Prophet though, I can't help but think that he doesn't want it. It's understandable, considering that all that recognition only reminds him of me, making him feel worse. Good thing that he got a free set of books from Lockhart, who unfortunately is in fact our Defense Professor. One thing that Mum and Dad recommended I do is to buy a wand holster from Mr. Ollivander when I officially return to the Wizarding World.

Today is September 1st. It's 9 AM. Today's the day I return to the Wizarding World.

"Harry!" Mum calls from downstairs, "Are you ready to go?"

"Coming Mum! Just a minute!" I yell back. Shrinking my trunk with a shrinking spell, I place the shrunken trunk in my pocket. I grab my cell phone and backpack, containing my laptop. Apparently Mum helped in creating it. It not only has unlimited battery life, it is also always connected to the Internet. In addition, it's indestructible. Mum proved it too. She put one in a blast furnace. Came out undamaged. I run down the stairs to the main dining hall, where everyone is waiting.

"Be safe, Harry. Have a great year," Mum whispers, as she hugs me. I nod. Hugging each person in turn, I prepare the teleportation circle to an alley near the Leaky Cauldron. As the circle glows in anticipation, I hear Rose crying and whining that I'm leaving, while Mum reassures her that I'll come back for Christmas. I step into the circle, and activate it. The world fades to white.

AN: So yeah, that's the end of Chapter 4. This chapter's outline was surprisingly short, but as this fic goes on, either the chapters will get much longer (Chapter 12's outline, for example, is nearly twice the length of Chapter 4's original outline.) or I'll split up outlined chapters into multiple chapters as needed. I'll cross that bridge when I get to it. This fic is completely outlined. Note: there will be changes to Harry Potter canon. Be warned.

Anyway, I hope to see you this afternoon in the next chapter of Bleach Stay Night. If not, I'll see you later!