Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or Prince of Tennis!

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Also, you will notice a change in how I address Atobe in this chapter. That's because of the appearance of his parents and it got too confusing with so many Atobe's I decided just to use their first names. So from now on, I will address Atobe as Keigo, his mother as Yukiko and his dad as Jurou. Just to let you know. :)

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Hari was in her room reading or rather trying to read but her brain was still thinking about her meeting with Atobe and everything they had talked about. She was still reeling over the fact that Atobe was her mum's godson. What did that mean for her? Did it have to mean anything?

And…he said that his parents would want to meet her. He hadn't told them about her yet, but he said he couldn't hide it from them when he knew just how much they would want to see her and know that she was alright. He had told her that they thought she was dead because they couldn't find her, which was rather strange. Atobe Yukiko must have known that Lily had a sister, so wouldn't it be natural to check with Petunia?

Hari frowned as she thought about that. Something wasn't right here and she couldn't help but think that her aunt may have lied and told Yukiko that Hari wasn't there… but why would she do that? Petunia never hid the fact that she resented having Hari in her home. She told her constantly in fact that Hari was a burden and unwanted.

She was still brooding over this when the door to her room was opened and Nanjiro stood there panting and looking like he had run a marathon or something as he stared at her.

"D-Nanjiro?" Hari caught herself in time and called his name and not 'dad' like she started to say.

"Hari-chan!" he gasped.

"Eh? What is it?" Hari blinked at him.

"You…you…!" he struggled to say and leaned against the doorway just as Ryoma and Rinko came up behind him. Both having heard him running up the stairs and was obviously curious about what was happening.

Hari looked at Ryoma who just shrugged telling her that he had no idea what was up now. Rinko was watching her husband with a look that crossed between worried and amused.

"You tricked me!" Nanjiro exclaimed.

Ah. Hari knew now what he was on about and she made sure not to let a smile cross her lips as his eyes stared accusingly at her and he waved a hand around wildly.

"I did?" Hari asked innocently. "When?"

He narrowed his eyes at her.

"Now! Today!" he said. "You knew Ryoma wasn't on a date!"

Ryoma looked at Hari now with a raised brow while Rinko had lost the worried look and was no just looking amused.

"He wasn't?" Hari fought to keep the smile out of her voice and face. "Strange."

"How is that strange?" Ryoma asked.

"Sakuno-chan is such a cute girl," Hari told him. "You should be out on a date with her, Ryo-chan."

He gaped at her.

"I…you…" he stuttered. "No way!"

"Why?" Hari tilted her head. "Don't you think she's cute, Ryo-chan?"

He sputtered and blushed slightly but soon caught himself and glared at her while his parents looked at them curiously, Nanjiro even getting distracted. Though, it didn't last long.

"Hey!" he exclaimed. "You can't distract me! You tricked me!"

"I wouldn't dream of it," Hari deadpanned.

"Hari-chan," Nanjiro whined and Hari rolled her eyes. "Where have you been?"

"Here and there," Hari shrugged.

"Did you meet someone?" Nanjiro narrowed his eyes at her.

Hari sighed and shook her head.

"I'm trying to read," Hari said waving her book, "was it anything else?"

Nanjiro blinked at the subject change and Hari turned away from him and looked back at her book. She hoped he wouldn't ask anything else. She wasn't sure she wanted to tell them about Atobe just yet.

...

A cruel laughter echoed in her head.

A scream.

A flash of green.

Then – silence…

Hari jerked up in the bed breathing hard, her hair clinging to her head drenched in sweat. She could feel her chest rising and sinking at a rapid speed as she fought to get control over her breathing as she looked around the room with wide eyes.

She reached for her glasses and put them on at the same time as she turned on the light next to her bed and her room was partially lit up letting her see clearly.

She leaned forward and pulled her legs closer to her as she rested her forehead on her knees. The nightmare was not something new. In fact, it was an old one. One she used to have regularly before she started Hogwarts.

Back then she had not known what it meant. She had thought it had something to do with the so-called car accident that had killed her parents even if she didn't understand where the laughter or the green light had come from.

Now, though, she knew the truth. It was that night. The night Voldemort killed her parents. The night he killed her mum. It was her mum she could remember screaming, it was he who laughed.

She had thought so much about her mum that it had brought her old nightmare back. Hari rubbed her eyes to dry the rebellious tear that had escaped despite her effort to keep it in. When was she going to get over this? She thought angrily.

She listened. The house was silent. She had not woken anyone up with her nightmare, that was good. She didn't wish to burden the others with it. It wasn't their problem.

Getting out of bed she stumbled over to the window and pushed it open and looked out at the night sky. She could barely see the stars but the fresh air against her skin helped calm her down.

Then something white came closer and she soon recognised Hedwig and smiled slightly as she held out her arm and watched as her owl landed perfectly and somehow jumped up further on her arm to her shoulder and affectionately nibbled at her ear.

"I'm glad I have you, Hedwig," Hari mumbled.

Hedwig hooted comfortingly.

...

"You look tired, Hari-chan," Rinko frowned worriedly at her the next morning. "Are you feeling alright?"

"I'm fine," Hari smiled even though she had a headache. "Just didn't sleep that well."

Rinko was looking at her with concern and Hari felt both warm and guilty seeing it. She liked that Rinko cared, but she felt guilty that she was burdening the older woman with something so trivial.

"Do you feel well enough to go to school?" Rinko asked.

"Of course," Hari said quickly.

Rinko nodded but still looked a little worried. Nanjiro looked up from his paper (magazine) and also looked at Hari worriedly.

"Maybe you should stay home," he said. "I'll call the old lady…"

Hari shook her head trying to ignore how much it hurt.

"No, I'm fine," she said again. "You don't have to worry."

She looked down at her food and took a couple of more bites before pushing it away and got up from the table. She missed the worried looks Rinko and Nanjiro gave her.

Hari thanked them for the food before going back to her room to get ready for school. Just as she got back downstairs and found Ryoma waiting for her. She gave him a look because normally she would be the one waiting for him. Had she been that slow this morning?

"Ready?" he asked.

"Yeah."

...

Hari laughed watching Momoshiro being chased around the tennis court by a very irate Kaido who was wet. She did feel a little bad about that because…

"You're not going to save Momo-sempai?" Ryoma asked looked at her.

Hari glanced at him with an arched brow.

"You know since it's your fault that Kaido-sempai is wet and all?" Ryoma gave her a look.

"I don't want Ka-chan to kill me," Hari shrugged, "besides…this prank was way better."

She had made a water balloon and positioned it over the door to the boys' locker room expecting Momoshiro walking out and therefore being hit by the water balloon. She had not expected the balloon to hold on for a moment longer and not fall down on Momoshiro but on Kaido who had come out a moment later.

Of course it wasn't Hari's intention to let Kaido think Momoshiro had thrown the balloon at him…it just happened and before she could say anything (she was caught trying to stop herself from laughing out loud) Kaido had screamed at Momoshiro and started to chase the laughing boy who then looked confused at being blamed before quickly moving on to scared and running for his life.

Ryoma shook his head and seemed kind of relieved if Hari read him correctly. She wasn't stupid, she knew he had noticed her being distracted and clearly not her normal self since this morning with her headache and all, so she knew he was just happy to see her do something again. Oh, and probably hearing her laugh.

Hari smiled softly at that. She knew Ryoma cared for her and was worried, she hated that he worried but at the same time felt the familiar warmth knowing that he did. She couldn't explain it very well.

"Oh," Kikumaru laughed as he joined them and watched Kaido who had now caught Momoshiro and was wrestling him down on the ground. "Kaido and Momo-chan are having fun, nya."

Oishi sighed as he walked past them to try to break up the fight. Hari watched as he was unsuccessfully trying to get Kaido off Momoshiro.

"Here, Taka-san," Kikumaru said and Hari turned in time to see Kikumaru hand Kawamura a tennis racket.

"BURN, BABY!" Kawamura suddenly yelled loudly making Hari blink started. "OI! YOU TWO HOTHEADS BREAK IT UP! BREAK IT UP! BURN!"

Hari laughed again as she saw Kawamura march over to Kaido and Momoshiro (and ignoring Oishi who was struggling to break the two up) just grabbed the two by their collar and pulled them apart.

Of course, he dropped the racket doing so and soon calmed down and let go of the two shocked second years who blinked at him.

"Oh, gomen," he said softly. "But you shouldn't fight."

"Sugoi," Hari laughed at the sudden change in Kawamura.

Being there with Ryoma and the boys who were becoming her friends faster than Hari had thought possible helped her realise that right now she was where she was supposed to be. Atobe had shaken her with the information and the connection to her past, but now watching her chatting friends start to get ready for their tennis practice she realised that it didn't change anything for her. Sure she would go and see Atobe again and meet his parents just because she knew he wouldn't let her alone and she was curious about them. But it didn't have to mean that she would lose this. She would still have Ryoma and her new friends.

It was a comforting thought and she smiled softly not realising that Fuji was watching her from the side or that Ryoma gave a relieved sigh at the smile. She just walked over and grabbed her racket before jogging over to Nagayama to get ready for practice herself.

...

Keigo put the phone down and stared out at the large garden that stretched for as far as he could see from the window of the office he had claimed as his. There were more rooms in this house (mansion really) to know what to do with them all so he had a few rooms that were his. Sometimes, like right now it felt too big and he felt alone despite all the servants in the place.

He looked at the phone and thought that it shouldn't be necessary to have to tell his parents about Hari over the phone, but since they so frequently were away on business trips he didn't really see another way to tell them. Not if they didn't want to wait until whatever time they decided to come back.

It hadn't been an easy call to make and Keigo knew his mother had been pained and hopeful at the same time, she had been scared to get her hopes up again.

"Honto? Is it…is it really her, Keigo? Lily's girl?"

His mother's tight voice still rang in his mind so full of hope and at the same time showed the pain of all those times she had been disappointed. He had assured her the best he could and she had told him that she and his father would be back later that same day.

They wanted to meet Hari.

Now he just had to tell Hari. He picked up the phone again and found her contact information on the phone before pressing the call button and waited for the slightly younger girl to pick up the phone.

...

"Are you really going to go and meet them?" Ryoma asked her.

Hari was pacing the floor in her bedroom and glanced over at where Ryoma was seated on the bed. His arms were crossed over his chest and his eyes were following her as she paced. He had a stubborn yet sulky expression on his face.

"I think so," Hari said.

"I don't see why you should go and meet them," Ryoma huffed. "Just because they demand it."

"They didn't demand it, Ryo-chan," Hari said.

"That's not what I heard," he said stubbornly. "That Atobe-guy just told you they wanted to meet you tomorrow. He didn't even ask you if you wanted to."

Hari sighed. She knew she wouldn't get him to change his mind or think any differently.

"And you have been stressed out by this entire thing ever since that Atobe-guy talked to you," Ryoma continued, "just because he is your mum's godson doesn't mean he should just come and start to dictate your life! Talk to me this, do that…"

Ryoma ranted and Hari glanced at him again and saw he was scowling now.

"Ryo-chan, calm down," she told him and sat down on the bed beside him.

Ryoma scoffed and looked away from her. She couldn't help but think he looked cute like that, all sulky and pouting. She nudged his shoulder.

"Hey," she said but he ignored her.

Hari sighed.

"Hey," she said again and this time he glanced at her. "What's really the problem, Ryo-chan?"

He stared at her for a moment longer before he looked away again.

"Who says there's a problem," he said petulantly. "I thought you were going to take some time before you decided to see them."

Hari nodded.

"I was," she said, "but I needed to know."

He sighed and glanced at her again.

"Just…" he paused and looked at her, "kiwotsukete."

"I will be careful, Ryo-chan," Hari promised him.

...

"You mean to tell me you had him dye his hair blue and white?" An asked incredulously yet amused.

Hari grinned and nodded, "hai."

"Did you take pictures?" An asked eagerly.

"Jiro-kun sent me one," Hari nodded and pulled it up on her phone to show An and Sakuno who both laughed.

Hari had made plans to meet An on Saturday in an effort to distract her thoughts from her meeting with the Atobe family later that day. She had met Sakuno on her way to An's house and invited the younger girl to join them much to the girl's surprise. And that was how they now found themselves chatting in An's room where Hari told them about the bet she had made with Kisarazu Ryo and won.

"I can't believe you actually made him do it," Sakuno giggled.

"Or that his friends let you," An added with a giggle.

Hari just shrugged.

"It's not like it was a permanent dye," she said, "it should wash out in a few washes. Unfortunately."

An and Sakuno both laughed harder when they saw the disappointed look on Hari's face. Hari smiled a little at them and leaned back against the bed she was sitting up against on the floor.

"I wish I could have seen it," An said with a longing sigh.

"Me too," Sakuno nodded.

Hari smiled again and fiddled with the phone as she thought about that day. It had been a fun day and she had talked to Saeki on the phone a couple of time since then to discuss her training. She wondered why she felt the butterflies in her stomach just thinking about him.

"What are you thinking about?" An asked grinning.

Hari blinked and found the other two girls watching her curiously.

"Eh?" Hari asked.

"You're blushing," An arched a brow at her.

"I am?" Hari raised a hand to her cheeks in wonder. She hadn't been aware of it, but she couldn't understand why she would be blushing. "Huh."

Sakuno and An exchanged looks.

"So, tell me, Hari-chan," An started. "What or rather who were you thinking about to blush like that?"

"No one," Hari denied.

"Right," An rolled her eyes and turned so she was lying on her stomach and gave Hari a look. "We all know that' a lie, don't we Sakuno-chan?"

Sakuno blushed and nodded, "y-yeah!"

Hari frowned at them.

"I don't know what you know," Hari told them. "I was just thinking about the last time I talked to Jiro-kun."

For some reason An smiled even wider and let out a small triumphant sound while Sakuno just smiled shyly at her. It was confusing.

"What?" Hari asked. "Why are you looking like that?"

An gave her a disbelieving look, "you like him."

Hari looked at her blankly.

"I like who?" she asked.

"Seriously?" An asked.

"What?"

"She's really that blind," An muttered in disbelief.

She sat up and looked at Hari with a more serious look in her eyes and Hari wondered what she was on about.

"You like this 'Jiro-kun'," An said seriously. "Like in like-like."

Hari blinked and then frowned. She didn't like him like that, did she? It wasn't like Ron who was bickering with Hermione at every turn and got jealous every time she talked to another boy. She didn't get jealous when Saeki talked to someone who wasn't her… did she? She didn't bicker with him, that was for sure.

"I…" Hari couldn't find the words. "How do you know…"

An and Sakuno exchanged looks again and Hari felt stupid and lost.

"Do you think about him often?" An asked, "want to talk to him? See him?"

Hari frowned but she nodded, "I guess so."

"Do you feel butterflies in your stomach when you think of or talk to him? Want to see him smile and laugh at your jokes?" An continued.

Hari thought for a moment before she nodded slowly.

"That's signs for liking someone," An told her.

"Oh," Hari frowned. "I…didn't know."

An shook her head but smiled now and giggled a little. Sakuno giggled as well as Hari blinked again and felt like she should have realised before that she might like Saeki. She did find him handsome and he was very kind and helpful.

"Do you have a picture of him?" An asked.

"No," Hari shook her head. "I don't."

"Too bad," An sighed but smiled. "Well, tell us more, Hari-chan. Are you going to tell him?"

Hari looked horrified at her.

"No!" Hari said. "He doesn't like me like that."

"How do you know?" Sakuno asked gently.

"He just doesn't," Hari shook her head, "he told his friends that we were just friends and that it wasn't a date."

"Well, he could have just said that because he was worried about what you would think," Sakuno pointed out.

"That's right," An nodded, "you were there for a lesson and he hadn't asked you for a date…that's why he would deny that it was a date. It doesn't mean that he didn't want it to be."

Hari shook her head.

"No," she denied. "He sees me as his friend, or just someone he is teaching tennis."

They looked a little disappointed but after a few more tries to get Hari to confess to the older boy they eventually gave up and Hari let out a relieved sigh that they did. She kind of wished she hadn't gotten a clue on her crush toward Saeki because now everything seemed different and scarier and way more complicated.

Just why did this whole boy-thing be so complicated? She sighed.

...

Eventually it was time for Hari to leave to go and meet Atobe and his parents. She waved at Sakuno and An as she made her way to the bus stop and was feeling almost relieved to be allowed to escape and get a chance to gather her thoughts.

One good thing had come from this at least. She had stopped worrying about meeting Atobe and his parents. The bad thing was that now she was worried about what Saeki was thinking about her and if she had made a fool out of herself without even knowing it.

An had seen so quickly that she liked him, but Hari hadn't had a clue. Had Saeki seen the same? Did he know and secretly make fun of her because of it? No, she quickly dismissed that thought. He wasn't that kind of person. If he knew he would overlook it and treat her like he always had. She was sure about that.

"Argh," she suddenly said out loud. "Why are boys so complicated?"

"Are we?" a soft voice asked beside her and she blinked and turned to see a boy seated to her left only two free seats between them watching her.

She frowned at him and felt embarrassed realising that she had said that out loud and that he had heard her.

"Obviously," Hari said with a surprisingly calm voice.

He smiled.

"Well, I would argue that girls are more complicated than boys," he said.

Hari huffed.

"That's just stupid," she said.

He arched a brow.

"Why are boys more complicated, then?" he challenged her.

"Because they don't just say what they think and makes girl's guess about their motivation and thoughts," Hari told him.

He hummed and looked like he was thinking about what she said.

"That could be said about girls too, you know," he pointed out.

"Well, maybe," Hari said annoyed at being corrected. "It doesn't change the fact that boys are complicated."

He laughed and Hari noticed that he had a nice laugh, soft and calming. Actually, she only now took in how he looked. He had wavy navy blue hair that reached his chin and his complexion was fair and would make any girl envious, but what she noticed the most was his eyes. She had never seen such violet eyes before and they were watching her amused.

"Perhaps," he gave. "I take it that you are uncomplicated, then?"

"Of course," she smirked at him and she saw him blink before his smile widened. "I'm the most uncomplicated girl in the world."

"Somehow I don't believe that," he said.

"Why?" Hari asked.

He just smiled and she rolled her eyes before she noticed the sign on the bus stop they just passed and cursed slightly.

"Argh," she muttered. "Shoot."

She reached out and pushed the stop button as she got up to her feet.

"Ah, you're getting off?" the boy asked.

"Yeah," Hari said.

"Well, hope to see you again, miss uncomplicated girl," the boy smiled.

Hari just waved as she made her way forward in the bus to the door and as soon as the bus stopped she got off.

...

"Ah, gomen," Hari gasped as she ran up to Keigo who she had spotted just outside what looked like an expensive restaurant. "Got off on the wrong stop."

He smiled kind of relieved and nodded.

"I thought you had changed your mind," he said.

Hari shook her head.

"Sorry," Hari said again. She did feel nervous and it was kind of becoming clear for her now that she was there. She had managed to avoid thinking about it most of the day, but now… well, it was hitting her fast and hard.

Would they like her? Would they tell someone where she was? Did she really feel ready?

"Come on," Keigo said and held the door open for her.

"Arigatou," she said and inhaled deeply before entering the restaurant.

It was clearly a fancy place with expensive looking furniture and elegantly decorated tables. The waiters were all looking impeccable and proper.

"Welcome," a young woman with her light hair pulled back in a tight bun smile in welcome. "Please follow me."

Hari glanced at Keigo who followed her without a word and Hari followed him feeling more and more nervous as she walked.

They arrived at what turned out to be private rooms far too quickly in Hari's opinion and the host was opening the doors and Keigo turned to look at her because she had stopped.

She couldn't do this. Not alone. She needed Ryoma…she couldn't…

"Hari-chan," Keigo stepped closer to her and his voice was calm and sure, "it's alright. My parents just want to see you and get to know you. It's nothing dangerous, alright?"

Hari blinked at him before she inhaled deeply again and nodded.

...

Hari stepped inside the room slightly behind Keigo and barely noticed the table that was set or the chairs or the decoration around the room as her eyes found the two adults standing there, anxiously looking right back at her.

Hari swallowed as she looked at them. The male was a taller version of his son with the same purple-dark hair and build, but the eyes and tear-mole Atobe clearly had from his mother.

His mother who was staring at her with one hand to her chest and the other over her mouth and with teary eyes. Hari could tell that this woman, though older, was the same woman she had seen at the photo with her mum.

"Harriett?" Atobe Yukiko whispered like she had to be sure.

Hari almost startled at the sound of her full name. No one called her Harriett. She nodded as she watched the woman give a quiet gasp and suddenly moved and Hari hadn't time to even process that the older woman was moving toward her before she found herself in a hug.

Hari felt stiff and tense as the woman hugged her, but she awkwardly put her arms around her waist and patted her back slightly. She could feel the soft cries of Atobe Yukiko and she felt slightly overwhelmed by the reaction of the older woman.

Soon she felt a strong hand on her shoulder and glanced to the side to see that Atobe Jurou had joined them and placed a hand on each of their shoulders in support. He wasn't crying like his wife, but his eyes did seem a little glassy.

Hari almost let out a relieved breath (and felt immediately bad about it) when Yukiko pulled away, she didn't let go of Hari entirely but it was better than being hugged. Hari was not sure what to say or where to look under the searching look from Yukiko.

Keigo stepped forward then and Hari had almost forgotten that he was there. She saw him smiling slightly as he watched them.

"Why don't we sit down?" he asked.

Hari shot him a grateful look as she now was free from Yukiko's arms and could take a step back. She fiddled with her fingers trying to calm down and not turn around and run out of the room like she wanted to.

"Of course," Jurou nodded.

...

As they sat there it was clear to Hari where Keigo had gotten his confident and almost intimidating aura from, both his parents radiated with the same thing and all they were doing was sitting down and watching her in silence. Hari wished for someone to speak because she was too unsure to do so herself right now.

"Harriett," Yukiko started.

"Hari," Hari interrupted and looked at her, "everyone calls me Hari."

Yukiko paused and then smiled at her.

"Hari-chan," she said as if trying the name out.

Hari nodded and smiled slightly but it felt odd. She glanced at Keigo who was surprisingly silent and seemed content to sit there just observing things.

"You look like a perfect mixture of your parents, Hari-chan," Yukiko said.

Hari swallowed again feeling the familiar sadness and warmth when someone talked about her parents.

"So much like Lily," Yukiko whispered and her eyes seemed to hungrily watch Hari.

"Well, her face is more like James," Jurou commented, "Lily's colours for eyes and hair, but James' shape."

Hari wasn't sure what to say to that.

"I'm sorry, Hari-chan," Jurou apologized. "We seem to have gotten off track here. We haven't even properly introduced ourselves."

"Oh my," Yukiko gasped like she had just realised this. "I'm Atobe Yukiko."

"And I'm Atobe Jurou," her husband smiled.

"Nice-nice to meet you," Hari managed to say.

"And you," Yukiko said. "I can't believe that you're finally here…"

"We have looked for you for so long," Jurou added. "I think our son mentioned that to you."

Hari nodded shyly.

"Let's order some food," Keigo interrupted and they nodded and Hari was glad for the interruption as it gave her time to think and just gather herself again.

...

The food arrived and Hari listened to Yukiko who had started to tell her stories about Lily and Hari was hanging on to every word. She had never heard so much about her mum before, it was strange and exciting to finally get a clearer image of who Lily had been when she was a child and young adult.

They talked and Hari mostly listened throughout the meal.

"Hari-chan," Yukiko started when they had finished eating both the meal and the dessert.

Hari could tell that this was serious and judging by the looks between Yukiko and Jurou it was something they had prolonged to bring up. She tensed slightly.

"Keigo told us that you had been adopted," Jurou said seriously.

Hari nodded.

"It was recent?" He followed up with.

"Yeah," Hari nodded. "It was."

"We…" Yukiko stopped and inhaled before started again. "Where were you before?"

Hari didn't answer right away and fisted her hands against her thighs as she considered what to tell them.

"My aunt Petunia," Hari finally said.

"Petunia?" Yukiko repeated shocked. "But…"

"She didn't tell you I was with her, did she?" Hari asked already knowing their answer.

"No, she…" Yukiko frowned. "Why…"

Hari shrugged, "I don't know. I was put on their doorstep after mum and dad were…was killed."

Jurou was watching her with a pensive look and she could tell he was thinking about what she had said. She now knew that he was a lawyer, a very powerful and high in the rank of lawyer that also owned several companies that was spread all around the world.

It was honestly a little daunting to sit in front of him like this when she realised just how powerful these people were. Yukiko as well, she had a leading position at their company and also a lawyer.

"That is strange," he said.

Hari just shrugged again. She didn't really know very much about it just that it was Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall that had left her there after Hagrid brought her to them.

"Is it because of the magic aspect?" Jurou asked.

Hari wasn't sure she should be shocked or not by the fact that they knew, but she did blink and looked between them.

"It might be," Hari said slowly. "You know…"

"Yes, we know about the magic," Yukiko said. "Lily told me when we were 13 and she had a slip of accidental magic when Petunia pushed her too far. I saw the magic and promised not to tell anyone and she never told anyone that I knew."

"Then when we were 18 and she got back from Hogwarts she introduced me to James (she had already met Jurou), they told him about the magic as well," Yukiko said, "the war was picking up and they thought it was safer for us to know and understand why they had to take certain precautions. James even handled the legal aspects of being an Auror (I think that was what he called it) and had legal forms for us to be allowed to know."

Hari stared at them shocked.

"Dad…dad was an Auror?" she asked surprised.

"Yes," Jurou nodded. "Along with that friend of his, Sirius Black. Of course, he was then…"

"Sirius was too?" Hari asked before she could stop herself.

Jurou gave her a look and Hari realised that she had asked about someone they believed was a killer even in the muggle world. She cursed herself quietly at her slip.

"Yes, he was," Jurou confirmed a little suspiciously as he looked at her. "That was before he was convicted of killing 13 people."

Hari gritted her teeth to stop herself from arguing that he was innocent. She had seen how well that went last time. She could not risk revealing that she had been in contact with Sirius.

"Oh," Hari said, "there wasn't anything written about that…"

She knew it was a poor excuse to use, to pretend that she had just read about him in the papers but at the same time they had no reason to think that she hadn't. She saw the suspicion fall away from Jurou's eyes and he nodded.

"I see," he said, "well, anyway, we know about magic."

Hari leaned back in her seat. That might change some things… she swallowed again.

"Ehm, are you in touch with anyone from the magical world?" Hari asked quietly. "Especially from the British Magical world?"

"No," Yukiko said and exchanged a look with her husband. "Why?"

Hari felt relieved and hoped that she could trust that they told the truth. Right now she had no reason to believe they were lying.

"Hari-chan?" Jurou asked. "Why did you ask that?"

"Does anyone know that you are here?" Yukiko asked.

Hari grimaced.

"I take that as a no," Jurou said.

Hari sighed.

"I kind of ran away?" Hari said, "well, aunt Petunia gave me permission to go and they signed away their custody of me to Rinko and Nanjiro, so it's perfectly legal that I'm here. I just…didn't tell anyone in the Magical World where I went when I resigned from Hogwarts."

"You resigned from Hogwarts?" Yukiko asked. "Why? Lily and James only had great things to say about that school."

Hari refused to say anything so she just looked away with a huff and made it clear that she wasn't talking about that. She had no interest in going into details about what had happened there with someone she had just met even if they knew her parents.

She had already said too much. She frowned as she realised that and glanced at the clock.

"Bugger," she said as her eyes went wide. "I'm late."

The Atobe's all looked at the time and seemed as surprised as her that it had gotten that late.

"I have to go," Hari said. "I should be home really soon and…"

"It's alright," Yukiko said getting up as Hari got to her feet. "We'll have a car drive you home."

"Oh, I…" Hari started.

"It's no problem, Hari-chan," Jurou said, "that way we know you get back safely."

"Alright," Hari agreed just because she knew she would be even later back if she had to take the bus.

"It was very nice to finally meet you, Hari-chan," Yukiko said and hugged her again this time quicker much to Hari's relief. "I hope we get to meet you again soon. Here."

She put a piece of paper in Hari's hands.

"It's our contact information," she said, "please, call us if you need anything, ok?"

Hari nodded.

"Ok," she agreed. "Thank you."

...

"Where have you been?" Rinko asked as soon as Hari stepped into the house.

Hari winced as it was clear that she had been worried and she saw Nanjiro hovering right behind his wife and looked at Hari with a concerned look as well.

"I'm sorry," Hari said, "I lost track of time."

"Where were you?" Rinko asked again and Hari bit down on her lip as Ryoma came down the stairs having heard her.

"I…" Hari started and looked at Ryoma. He shrugged. "I have something to tell you."

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AN: What do you think?

Anyone notice who showed up? XD Hehe.

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Japanese words used:
Gomen - Sorry
Sugoi - Amazing
Honto - Really
Kiwotsukete - Be careful
Hai - Yes
Arigatou - Thank you