Before I get onto the preliminaries for this sample chapter, I'd like to do some shameless plugging of some of my other works, namely my shorter Potterverse stories (the one-shots and two-shots) that I think need a bit more love.

*HoneyMoon: My one and only (to date, beyond background in other stories) Harry/Ginny story, where Harry and Ginny have a honeymoon...on the Moon. No, really.

*Ultimecia's Knight: A crossover with Final Fantasy VIII, where Harry ends up with Ultimecia...and manages to keep her from the insane path she was on in the game. A fic that helped my characterisations of Ultimecia in my later Potterverse story Mnemosyne's Son, and my Evangelion crossover Anchor of Ultimecia.

*L for Luna: A crossover with A for Andromeda, a BBC science fiction serial from the 60s, co-created by famous astronomer Fred Hoyle. This is a fic which sheds some light on Luna's strange family history.

*Puella Magi Luna Magica: As you might guess, a two-shot crossover with Puella Magi Madoka Magica, where Kyubey makes a contract with Luna...and regrets it. My first attempt at writing a crackfic.

*Kith and Kin: My latest one-shot (as of writing) crossing over with Durarara!, based on one of whitetigerwolf's challenges, where Celty is revealed to have a connection with Harry...

Okay, well, I was surprised at the vast amount of positive comments about the first chapter of Green Girl and Her Wizard. I was unaware that there was a canonical appearance of an older Kusano in the Sekirei manga, but as far as this fic is concerned, Ku looking like a fifteen year-old Yang from RWBY is canon. It just seems...fitting, I think, that as Ku grows older, she would be a bit more experimental. I wanted a look that wasn't ridiculous or too adult for her, but was plausible. Plus, you'll see a lot of references to the Nasuverse in this chapter (in terms of characters, anyway), and probably in the full fic.

Also, while I did say in the previous posted chapter that Dumbledore wouldn't be evil in this fic, though bashable was another matter, I decided to change my mind. Sorry, Dumbledore fans. I have written plenty of stories where he's a good guy (or at least trying to be), so you're more than welcome to read those. Of course, that's always assuming that this story becomes a full fic. I very nearly stopped after the first chapter, only for the comments to actually inspire me, for once (this isn't an insult, it's just that demands for more chapters frequently put pressure on me, pressure that can jam up the creativity works. Sorry).

Anyway, enjoy.

GREEN GIRL AND HER WIZARD

CHAPTER 2:

UNWANTED VISITORS AND TIDINGS

It was not long afterwards that they got some visitors, and quite frankly, unwelcome ones. The first was Japanese Minister of Magic Tokiomi Tohsaka(1), a rather haughty man in his late thirties, handsome and bearded. While a skilled wizard and great administrator, he was also something of an elitist snob, and had also allowed the Sekirei Plan that Minaka had instituted to go through, despite it pitting sentient beings against each other. While his clothing was old-fashioned, it was not so much that it would draw more than a second glance: he just looked like old money to most Muggles.

The second was a rather fatuous-looking man wearing yellow and black-striped robes. He looked like an athlete gone to seed, and Harry would bet he was a former Quidditch Player. The third was an older man with a severe suit, a severe face, and a severe moustache. He would look like a Muggle banker, or perhaps a rather pedantic bureaucrat.

And then, finally, there was an old man who looked like a pantomime Merlin whose costume looked like it had been designed by someone high on some sort of hallucinogen. He had a long beard, and blue eyes that twinkled maddeningly, like he knew the punchline to a joke you weren't privy to. Harry knew about this one at least, and scowled. This had to be Albus Dumbledore, he of too many goddamn names and titles, Headmaster of Hogwarts, Chief Warlock of the Wizengamot, and Supreme Mugwump of the ICW. And, incidentally, quite possibly the twat who had royally sodomised his life, at least before he ended up here.

Minato and Musubi had been sent out on errands beforehand: they knew about wizards and witches, but even so, they'd had bad encounters with overzealous Aurors before who had wanted to Obliviate them for some reason or another. Matsu was watching things from her little control room, in case things went south.

Tohsaka looked at them with an urbane but thin smile. There was considerable bad blood between him and the Asamas when it was learned that he had allowed the Sekirei Plan to go ahead. Nothing could be proven, but still, Miya had made it clear she didn't want anything to do with him if she could help it. "Forgive this impropriety, but unfortunately, the British, it seems, have made a considerable mistake, one which has rather dire consequences for young Mr Asama here and his Sekirei."

Miya nodded. As much as she loathed him, she also knew that he would do little to endanger Harry for pragmatic reasons: having the Boy Who Lived on Japanese soil had been something of a coup for the man, even if it caused something of a press backlash in Britain a few years back. And he wouldn't dare kill the goose that laid the golden eggs if he could help it. "And these gentlemen are?" she asked.

"Ah yes. This is Bartemius Crouch Senior, Head of the Department of International Magical Cooperation, and Ludovic Bagman, Head of the Department of Magical Games and Sports. They are representatives of the British Ministry of Magic. And this is Professor Albus Dumbledore, the Headmaster of Hogwarts." Harry couldn't help but note the disdainful sneer that touched Tohsaka's lips when he said the name of the school. And while Mahoutokoro was fairly progressive by magical school standards, it was still somewhat conservative, which was why Harry only attended the classes he needed to, preferring to study from home.

It certainly meant he could stay with Kusano more often. Sekirei, despite their supernatural abilities, did not count as either humans or magicals, especially as their abilities tended to be highly specialised. And she couldn't count as a familiar. At best, she was his soul-bonded mate, and even then, Harry was the only student at Mahoutokoro who was an Ashikabi, though a couple of teachers were also Ashikabi. But their Sekirei could not attend. They could only be at best visitors.

Thankfully, given the presence of the Sekirei, the Statute of Secrecy was laxer in Shinto Teito than it was elsewhere, though Japan was less likely to enforce it than some places. This meant Harry could practise magic at home regularly. As long as he didn't do it in front of Muggles not in the know, anyway.

"Would you be so kind as to introduce yourself, my dear lady?" Dumbledore asked. They were speaking in Japanese, though the Asama household was actually bilingual: Harry could speak both English and Japanese, and so could his parents and Kusano.

"Certainly. I am Miya Asama. This is my husband, Doctor Takehito Asama," Miya said, indicating her husband. "This is Harry Asama, my adopted son, and his Sekirei, Kusano."

"Surely you are mistaken, madam?" Dumbledore asked. "This is Harry Potter."

"That was his birth name, but he is now Harry Asama," Miya said, her eyes focusing on Dumbledore. "I have filed the relevant paperwork with both the Ministry here and with the mundane authorities."

"And how did he come to be with you?" Dumbledore asked.

"That is not the topic for discussion here, and in any case, he is not under your purview," Miya said.

"Regardless, he has been entered into the Tri-Wizard Tournament. He must compete," Crouch said stiffly. "Otherwise, he will lose his magic."

"Even though he didn't enter himself?" Takehito asked.

"That is irrelevant."

Miya narrowed her eyes at Crouch. "Take care of what you claim to be irrelevant, Crouch. This is my son's life you are speaking of."

"Are you threatening me?"

"My son is being forced to participate in this farce or else be deprived of his magic," Miya said coldly. "I could claim that you are threatening him. And as I understand it, forfeiting one's magic has a very good chance of killing the wizard involved, and when an Ashikabi dies, their Sekirei may die with them. Which means that two lives are in danger."

"Which is why we're here," Dumbledore said in a conciliatory manner. "We don't wish for Harry to come to any harm."

Like I did with the Dursleys? Harry thought mutinously, but he held his tongue.

"Really?" Tohsaka asked. "As I understand it, Professor Dumbledore, the Tri-Wizard Tournament was abandoned after a high death toll. Something about a manticore running riot, I believe."

"We have toned things down somewhat," Crouch said. "While still dangerous, there are more checks and balances. I believe that it is certainly less dangerous than this…Sekirei Plan I had heard of."

"The version implemented by Minaka, yes," Takehito said. "What does my son need to participate in?"

"The three Tasks," Crouch said. "He will also be required to attend a Weighing of the Wands ceremony in a few days' time, as well as the Yule Ball. The First Task will require him to face it with only his wand, to show how wizards are brave in the face of the unknown. He does have a wand, doesn't he?"

Harry, irritably, pulled his out of his pocket. "It's a Hisau cherry wood custom wand," he said(2).

"Hmm, very impressive, my boy," Dumbledore remarked. "You could always study at Hogwarts between Tasks."

"I'd rather not be away from my family, Professor," Harry said. "In any case, I'm on the verge of doing the Mahoutokoro equivalent of OWLs later this year." And I'm not your boy, he added in annoyance.

"Your family lives in Surrey, not Japan," Dumbledore said.

"Family does not abandon their own in a strange country where they can't speak the language," Harry retorted coldly. "Family doesn't treat their own like a House Elf."

Tohsaka looked over at Dumbledore, who waved him off. "Exaggerations, I'm sure," he said.

"Exaggerations?" Miya's eyes narrowed. "When I first took him in, I had him undergo a thorough medical examination. Chronic malnutrition, broken bones that hadn't healed fully, burn scars from a form of deliberate branding…on his back, mind, where he couldn't possibly reach. They may be his blood relations, but they are not family."

Harry was gratified to see both Tohsaka and Crouch glaring at Dumbledore, who seemed to have the decency to look ashamed. "Can we arrange a Portkey to travel back and forth between Shinto Teito and Hogwarts?" Takehito asked, changing the subject to avoid further debate.

"Of course, Dr Asama," Tohsaka said smoothly. "Harry, will you be representing Mahoutokoro in the Tri-Wizard Tournament? While you were born in England, you are now effectively a Japanese citizen. And your participation alone will bring us renown."

After a moment, Harry nodded. "I'll do just that."

"Excellent. My daughters will most certainly be cheering you on," Tohsaka said with a smile. "And I know Professor Matou will be."

Harry couldn't help but smile at the thought. Professor Kariya Matou (who taught Defence Against the Dark Arts) was the white sheep of an otherwise infamously dark family that lately had been pumping out Squibs, with Kariya the only one with magical potential. On holiday, he had gotten caught up in the Sekirei Plan, and ended up Winging a Sekire called Yashima while saving her from a rapist. Even now, they were still together. Kariya and Tohsaka weren't on good terms, as Tohsaka had married the woman Kariya had originally been in love with, but Tohsaka respected the man's uncle-like relationship with his daughters. Harry and Kusano friends with Sakura, who was in the same classes as he was, and on friendly terms with Rin(3).

"I'll make arrangements for the Portkey, then," Tohsaka said.

"So you will participate?" Crouch asked.

"It's not like I have a choice, is it?" Harry asked. Just like the fucking Sekirei Plan, he thought.

Kusano, sensing his anger and sharing it, cuddled up to him. Sekirei were very affectionate by nature, for the most part.

The four wizards had left, though not before Takehito and Miya had interrogated Dumbledore as to how Harry's name could have been entered. Apparently he had drawn an Age Line around the Goblet of Fire, the magical artifact used to choose the Champions, and the Goblet was only supposed to choose based on the three schools. But someone had presumably used a Confundus charm powerful enough to trick the Goblet into believing there was a fourth school. That had been a couple of days ago, on Halloween night, and they had spent the next couple of days finding Harry and negotiating with the Japanese Ministry.

Matsu walked out of her control room, and scowled. "Thankfully, they didn't try anything. I've got the whole recording on tape, from multiple angles. I'm surprised that Bagman didn't speak beyond those goodbyes and good lucks in English. Though judging by that punch-drunk look of his, he could barely speak that, never mind Japanese."

"He shook my hand too hard," Harry muttered.

"I'm going to get Kazehana to watch the tape. You know how good she is at reading people," Matsu said. "Something was off about that."

"I agree," Miya said. "Dumbledore didn't seem too happy about Harry being in Japan, or being placed with us, for that matter. Especially the latter. He could just be an oblivious fool, or senile, or even genuinely concerned, but my instincts tell me otherwise. I'd be glad of a second opinion from Kazehana, as it could be maternal paranoia."

"Tohsaka also seemed to believe that the contract involved was irrevocable," Takehito mused.

"I have a question, though," Kusano said. "Why was Harry's name entered into this thing in the first place?"

"A good question, Ku," Matsu said, resettling her glasses. "Keep in mind that Harry is famous in the wizarding world, especially in Britain. Someone wants him back there, and doesn't care that he'll be in danger during this Tournament. Plus, remember that brouhaha at the Quidditch World Cup back in August? There was a riot caused by former Death Eaters, but then someone cast the Dark Mark. That caused them to flee PDQ, so there might be a supporter of Voldemort somewhere who wants to try and kill you for revenge. A convenient 'accident' during this Tri-Wizard Tournament seems like a good bet. In addition, there's some doubt Voldemort is truly dead: given the books you managed to get me from Mahoutokoro, Harry, there's more than a few ways he could have cheated death…and ways he could get a new body. They're only alluded to, but…well, Voldemort was reputedly obsessed with immortality."

"Whoever it is, they'll regret it," Kusano declared.

And Harry was glad of it. Here, he had true family, not of blood, but of bonds. Okay, it was a strange family, but frankly, after the Dursleys' idea of normality, he wanted no truck with that. He had Miya and Takehito, his mother and father by deed and love. He had Matsu, the closest thing he had to a true aunt, and not that equine hag. He had the Sahashis and their Sekirei, and the Tohsaka girls.

And he had Kusano. It was strange, how their relationship transmuted from that of siblings to boyfriend and girlfriend, though it helped that they weren't related. Hard to get more distant, genetically, than being from different species (even if they were capable of having offspring with each other). But they were bound together, and not just by the Sekirei bond. Time had only strengthened their emotional bond.

Some idiots viewed the Ashikabi and their Sekirei as one of master and servant or servants, like House Elves. But in truth, those who had bonded to those they reacted to had a more equal relationship. It helped that Harry and Kusano were bound only to each other, so Ku didn't have to share, much to her delight. Oh, she wouldn't be averse to others joining in once they were old enough to have some real fun, but she was glad that she was the sole Sekirei of her Ashikabi. She certainly enjoyed teasing Tsukiumi, who had gotten it into her head that she was the sole 'true wife' of Minato's Flock.

But Kusano had a protective streak for Harry, a streak Harry shared for his Sekirei. When they first met, they were lost and alone, with Kusano threatened with unwilling Winging, and Harry was adrift in a strange country. Even divided by a language barrier, as they had been at the time, Harry and Ku had vowed to help each other in their own minds.

Now, that was going to be put to the test…

CHAPTER 2 ANNOTATIONS:

So, there you have it. Next chapter, the Weighing of the Wands, and Dumbledore plotting.

You'll notice the heavy Fate/Stay Night and Fate/Zero influences. That's deliberate, avoiding having to whip up a bunch of OCs with badly-chosen names. Magecraft doesn't exist in this universe, and unlike the Nasuverse, Tokiomi didn't give up Sakura to the Matous, so Sakura hasn't had to deal with the whole rape-worm ordeal. They'll be a bit OOC to their Nasuverse versions, but chalk that up to this not being the Nasuverse. They'll play minor roles at best, though.

1. Based on the urbane and genial but elitist Magus of the same name from Fate/Zero. I thought of him as basically being Fudge if he was actually VERY competent: somewhat old-fashioned and nepotistic, but far more capable than Fudge of running Magical Japan, and certainly more pragmatic, even when dealing with his enemies.

2. I did the same reference and wand in Wings of the Forsaken, and yes, there will be Sekirei hairs in it this time too. Hisau is a reference to Maiya Hisau, Kiritsugu Emiya's offsider and lover.

3. I thought Kariya deserved a better life than what he got in Fate/Zero, so being a relatively happy DADA teacher (he's basically like James Potter or Sirius Black in this story, a rebel against most Pureblood traditions rather than wholeheartedly rejecting the magical world like he does in Fate/Zero) and Winging Yashima (who also deserved better than in Sekirei canon) gives him that.