Verse: A Harry Potter-fusion of random events. Some are fluff, some are horrid, but hey, such is life.

Each drabble stands on its own. Also, fair warning that it's been a while since I've read the books so some details and characterizations might be sketchy. The original Harry Potter cast won't be included in all of them. Apologies in advance for that.

1. The One from Durmstrang

Blue fire crackled quietly inside the large wooden cup, and Tsuna couldn't help but be entranced. He had skipped Transfiguration for this, and found a spot near the Goblet of Fire to watch students put their names inside.

He jumped when Hermione Granger plopped down next to him with a book in hand. Everyone knew who she was: the brightest witch of her generation and a best friend to the infamous Harry Potter. Tsuna didn't know what to do when she crossed her legs and started to read as if he wasn't there, so he decided to ignore her just the same.

A surprisingly comfortable silence settled between them while more students threw their names into the Goblet of Fire. Tsuna's heart soared every time the flames flickered softly with each name. They reminded him of bluebell flames, but more powerful and prettier to look at. The texture of the goblet's fire was more whole, tangible.

"You're Tsunayoshi Sawada, right?"

Tsuna blinked and turned to Hermione with wide eyes. She spoke his name carefully in a conscious effort not to make a mistake, though she still had an awkward accent. It was still infinitely better than most people. "Yes," he said, fixing his robes self-consciously. His English wasn't as perfect as Hana's, with its trace of an accent, but it was doable enough—he hoped.

Hermione stuck out her hand. "Hermione Granger, pleasure."

Tsuna shook it tentatively, still unsure as to why the girl was talking to him. "It's nice to meet you," he said quietly.

Before Hermione could continue, excited hollers came from the entrance. The Weasley twins strutted inside the room with Ageing Potions of their own creation.

Hermione sighed. "It's not going to work."

Tsuna shied away from the three as Hermione explained quite plainly that the Age Line was drawn by Dumbledore himself and how it was fool-proof. All reasonable and a matter-of-fact—Hana gave Tsuna a lecture on it before too, in almost the same manner.

He gaped when the Weasley twins downed their potions and hopped across the Age Line. A moment of tense silence passed. Nothing happened. They cheered with the other students while Hermione sighed in annoyance. He felt the same. When the twins put their names in the goblet, nothing happened again, prompting them and their classmates to cheer again. That was, until streaks of white light burst from the cup and struck them in the chest, knocking them away.

Gasps and horrified murmurs quickly dissolved into laughter when the twins grew beards and white hair and immediately entered a scuffle, blaming each other for the mess up.

"I told them," Hermione muttered under her breath.

Tsuna could only give her a sympathetic smile. "They're quite brave to do that."

"What's bravery if you don't have a sensible mind. Will you be participating?"

Tsuna huffed a small laugh. "No, I'm only 15. Cedric Diggory will be though, from my house."

"Oh right, sorry. I forgot you're in your fifth year."

"It's alright." Tsuna tilted his head. "Did you want to tell me something before?"

Hermione perked up. "Yes! Is it true that you're capable of using sky fire? That's such an exceedingly rare magic and I've only read about them books, but there isn't much information out there." She cringed. "I'm sorry. That was quite rude of me."

Tsuna shook his head with a kind smile. "It's alright. You remind me of my friend, Hana Kurokawa. She's in Ravenclaw. And to answer your question, what if I do?"

Hermione blinked, surprised that Tsuna of all people could have some snark in him. The doors boomed open, silencing everyone in the room. Heavy footsteps echoed against the stone walls as Karkaroff, Durmstrang's Headmaster, and two students from his school made their way towards the Goblet of Fire. One of them was Viktor Krum and the other was Xanxus Agosti. Tsuna's magic surged at the sight of the scarred young man, but he held back. Viktor stepped across the Age Line first and put his name in the fire. When he met Tsuna's eyes, he gave him a knowing, slight smile and stepped away.

Xanxus followed after him, then looked towards Tsuna, who smiled. When the taller boy stepped out of the Age Line, he didn't hesitate to walk towards Tsuna with long, sure strides. Xanxus' red eyes narrowed when he saw Hermione. "Brat," he said in Italian, "why aren't you in class?"

Tsuna ignored the curious, wide eyes his way. "I skipped," he responded, huffing when Xanxus rested a hand over his head in an affectionate but possessive gesture. "I wanted to watch."

"I'm sorry, Tsunayoshi, but do you know him?" Hermione said, eyeing Xanxus' hand warily. She looked ready to fight him if need be, which Tsuna found admirable and a little endearing.

"Yes," he said, switching back to English. "We're—Well, we know ea—"

Xanxus hauled Tsuna up from his seat not too roughly and pulled him to his side. No one breathed. "He's my betrothed," Xanxus said, his thick accent making his voice sound deeper.

Tsuna could feel his ears turn red when a chorus of shocked whispers spread amongst the Hogwarts students like wildfire. And to think he could've gotten away with another quiet year…

2. The Scorpion Nestled Amongst Serpents

The cauldron bubbled while Tsuna tried to parse through the ingredients. Honestly, why was everything in Potions so tedious? And why did Takeshi have to be sick with the flu? His friend was actually a master at winging things and would've somehow made the potion that Snape asked of them.

He could barely make it down the list without stumbling over the foreign components: powdered moonstone, porcupine quills and unicorn horn, and syrup of hellebore. He looked down at the samples on his desk in quiet despair. Which was which?

Merlin, he was already on the edge with his grades, and if he had to suffer through remedial classes with Snape, he was going to find a nice patch of dirt and bury himself.

"Are you capable of that?" an amused voice said.

Tsuna jumped, nearly knocking over his cauldron, if a firm hand hadn't steadied him by the shoulder and a quick wave of a wand prevented a catastrophe on the floor. When he looked to see who it was, his stomach nearly sank. "B—Bianchi."

"Can you really do all that with your stick arms?" the Slytherin said, standing beside him like they were good old buddies, which they weren't. Everything about the older girl rubbed him the wrong way, what with her obsession towards feeding horrible muck to her Ravenclaw brother and finding unfortunate students to test her concoctions on. "I feel like you'd trip into the dirt and take a mouthful, wouldn't you say?"

Some nearby Slytherins chortled at that, but all the more reason to laugh at a Gryffindor. Tsuna's cheeks felt hot, but he still brusquely off shook her hand, which, unfortunately, didn't let go. It didn't help that she was taller than him either. "Don't give me a better reason," he muttered, taking a pinch of what he thought was powdered moonstone. "Why are you even here? You're a sixth-year."

He tensed when Bianchi grabbed a hold of his hand, enclosing it with a firm but gentle fist. "That's unicorn horn. Really, how incompetent are you?"

Tsuna bit his lip from throwing back a nasty insult, or better yet, a hex. He saw Snape peering at them from the corner of his eye, but the professor didn't bother to step in. Of course, Bianchi was part of his house and his prized student. What the hell could Tsuna do?

"This is moonstone," Bianchi said, pointing at small pile of blue powder. "Add that in until the potion turns green." She slightly smirked. "You do know the color green, right?"

"Yes," Tsuna said through gritted teeth.

He had no idea why Bianchi was even helping him, if he could even call it that. She told him what to do after a snarky jibe that rattled Tsuna's nerves, then proceeded to fuss all over him whenever he almost did something wrong. In his defense, having her here made him all the more anxious and eager to just get the hell out. So when Snape finally dismissed class, Tsuna grabbed everything he could and ran out of there, ignoring the Slytherins' laugher behind him.

For all his Gryffindor dignity, he didn't care. He just had to get away from Bianchi.

When Tsuna managed to find her brother in the library, he wasn't greeted with expletives or a hex. Instead, her brother looked at him with something akin to pity, if that was even possible. "You'll never be able to avoid her," Gokudera said dryly. "I don't think even transferring to Ilvermorny will get her off your back."

Tsuna gaped at him. "You're joking, right?"

Gokudera's blank look answered that question well enough. Merlin, why didn't he get accepted into Mahoutokoro?

3. The Wonder Twins

Thunder boomed in the distance and a smattering of rain descended from the stormy sky. Still, the stands were filled with cheering students. Taking a deep breath, Tsuna shook off whatever nerves he had and grabbed his broomstick.

An arm slung over his shoulders, and he relaxed when he caught a whiff of a familiar, soothing scent reminding him of fresh air and dew drops. "We got this, Tsuna," Colonnello said. "Relax. Besides, it's Hufflepuff. This is pretty much a guaranteed win."

"Don't jinx us," Oregano muttered, brushing past them.

"Seriously, you're getting nervous over Hufflepuff?"

"They can be quite a formidable foe," Basil said, with Turmeric nodding beside him. "Last ye—"

Colonnello brought up his hand to cover the 5th-year's mouth. "Shut up!"

Tsuna couldn't help but grin. "Last year was great."

"Tsuna!"

It really was a spectacle though. While Tsuna was busy chasing the Snitch, one of the Hufflepuff Beaters, Longchamp, accidentally smacked it inside Colonnello's mouth while the blond was shouting to warn Oregano of a flying Bludger. Not even Madam Hooch was sure if that counted as a win until Tsuna helped the poor boy cough it out and nabbed the Snitch before it could get away. Longchamp apologized every time he managed to get a glimpse of Colonnello in the school, much to his chagrin, and it just became a running joke at this point.

"Suck it up," Lal Mirch said, easily assuming her captain role. She affectionately ruffled Tsuna's hair and whacked Colonnello behind the head. "Just play like you usually do and don't lose focus. And if you do"—she narrowed her eyes at her younger twin—"I'll shove something worse down your throat than a Snitch."

She shared a small smile with Tsuna while Colonnello dramatically whined and pleaded for Tsuna to protect him from the wench, but they had already reached the pit, welcomed by a roar of applause. Then, they took off.

Lal Mirch and Colonnello worked in perfect unison on all sides, smacking Bludgers away from their team and soaring through the pouring rain like it was nothing. Behind his goggles, Tsuna's eyes flitted around the arena while he was on the move, searching for any signs of the Snitch. He veered away from an approaching Bludger at the last second, before Colonnello quickly batted it away towards a speeding Hufflepuff Chaser and knocking her off her broom.

Tsuna could barely hear the announcer through the roar of pouring rain. A streak of lightning lit up the sky, singing the end of Longchamp's broom. He yelped, plummeting to the ground. Gritting his teeth, Tsuna dove under Colonnello and sped above cheering Gryffindor students. Where the hell was that—

A streak of gold flitted past him and he immediately gave chase. Not too soon after, Kyoko was on his tail.

"Tsuna!" Basil cried out, his voice drowned out by the rain.

Tsuna felt the thrum of Lal Mirch's magic before he saw her. He jerked to the right, smoothly looping underneath her and appearing above her head just as she knocked Kyoko off her broom with a Bludger. Tsuna turned just once to see Kyoko plunge to the pit.

"Focus, Tsuna!" Lal Mirch said before chasing another Bludger across the stands.

He did. He had never flown so fast in his life against cold, unforgivable rain. The clouds he passed through felt like thin, wet cotton, and the air shrieked past him while he continued to fly higher and higher into the skies. The cheers and applause below were now a dim whisper in his ears.

"Come on," he muttered, chasing after the fickle Snitch.

His breaths soon came out as frosty puffs, and his knuckles turned white before a startling chill crawled up his spine and spread throughout his nerves. Gasping, Tsuna barely managed to dodge a Dementor in time. What the hell…?

He lost sight of the Snitch as more of the wraithlike-creatures swooped in the air. Fuck this, he thought, turning back to the pit. He wasn't going to risk searching for a Snitch to get a Dementor's kiss. Rain pelted against his skin as he dove. Then distant, haggard screams echoed in the air. He saw fire raging everywhere, devouring his wailing mother whole and leaving nothing in its wake. The world shifted, and all Tsuna could think about was the aching, cold misery that enraptured his empty being.

Dumbledore's angry shout bellowed across the field as Tsuna struggled to stay conscious. His back ached when a pair of arms caught him before he and his savior tumbled across the soppy ground. Madam Hooch's whistle blew shrilly in the air.

"Tsuna, stay with me!" Lal Mirch said. "Keep your eyes open, okay? Can you hear me?"

"'m cold…" Tsuna whispered, nodding off against her chest. "Cold…"

"Tsuna!" Colonnello appeared in a blur of red and yellow. "What the hell happened? Are you okay?"

Basil gasped not too far behind him. "Dementors…"

Tsuna exhaled and eventually surrendered to darkness.

A/N So…yeah. Drabbles are out of order but there's a reason, y'all.

I wanted to get "Starstruck" updated before the end of the week because I'll be out of the country for about a month and won't be able to write. That turned out as well as anyone expected… :'^D

So all I got are some drabbles, welp. Anyways, I hope you enjoyed it nonetheless. The "Failed Assassination Attempts" will end with part 3, which is Arcobaleno, as stated before. Send some more theme ideas my way! Or if you want some more Harry Potter ones. The potion Tsuna was supposed to be brewing was the Draught of Peace, and the surnames for Xanxus, Lal Mirch, and Colonnello are just there because they needed some, ya know? :'^)

Thank you for reading! I'll see y'all at the end of June, haha. Hope everyone has a great summer vacation!

Have a lovely day~

Little Miss Bunny