Ashen Hero: Smoke

Harry looked at Jiro "That isn't…"

Jiro stilled "If you mean All-Might, yes...yes it is..." Jiro looked at the Raven haired teen "You're not thinking of snooping?" She whispered.

"Wrong question. The question you should be asking is shall we snoop?"

Jiro nodded, Harry then wrapped his arms around her when she heard the ligaments in his neck turn. Then all she saw was smoke, ash and flame before nothing and she was looking at the base of a junk pile "Had to use my quirk. "What was that?"

"Smoke jump, in essence I can dissolve myself into my quirk and reform elsewhere. I can take people with me as well, the only side effect is well you smell like you've been hanging out with smokers around a campfire…"

"That's kinda dope. Sneak in, grab hostages and bamf out."

"Or bamf in, break villains, bamf out. Or even grab some pros and drop them right in the situation. Smoke is a very adaptable quirk, somehow I think its a fusion of my dad and moms quirks. I have no idea what they were, my Godfather hasn't been…revealing about them." Harry replied.

"Wait, footfalls."

"AH!Whoareyou!Whatareyouguysdoinghere?AllMightsaidthatthisplacewasdeserted…" A green haired boy yelped.

"You must be Midoriya." Harry stated. The boy collected himself before nodding.

"Y-y-y-y-yeah I-I'm MidoriyaIzuku, stillwhat…" His high speed stutter mumble stopped as Jiro jabbed him in the neck.

"Calm down. We heard All Might talking to you in this trash heap and well, he got curious and dragged me along." Jiro chimed in.

"YOUNG MIDORIYA! And friends." Came the boisterous loud voice of All Might.

Harry and Jiro doubled over "Ow, fuck…" He whimpered as he looked at the impressively large hero.

"You must be All Might, holy shit, I'm talking to All Might."

All Might chuckled "That I am. I do have some questions as to how you're here?"

Jiro grinned and decided to throw Harry under the bus "He got expelled from his High School Academy and his Headmaster enrolled him at UA for when we start; he's been there for a few months. I was introduced to him by my cousin, we'd met up for burgers and as we were heading to a few places we overheard you talking to Midoriya."

"I've got 'Curiosity-killed-the-catism'. Heard you'd been AWOL since I got here. Now I'm no Hero diehard but hearing you here, I jumped at a chance to get a photo with you…god that sounds so fucking creepy, plus I'm curious about why you're training Midoriya, a kid who seems more like a permanent 'deer-in-the-headlights'."

All Might paused, teenagers being teenagers and it was sheer coincidence. He still had about half-hour in his muscle form before he needed to go. "Absolutely." Harry grinned and pulled out his phone, Jiro snatched it from his hand and took the picture.

"Young Harry, it's been a while since I've heard the phrase 'Curiosity-killed-the-catism'...Your young friend told me you got expelled what happened?" All Might asked, he watched as Harry tensed up "In return I'll explain why I'm here training young Midoriya."

"My cousin and I got attacked. In Britain we're much more…relaxed, about quirk usage. One of the big no-no's of Western Quirk-Safety Laws is 'reckless quirk usage'. Anyway we got attacked, they wouldn't stop so I fought them…I drove them off however it turned out that it was a setup. I got a lawyer and I had an ironclad defence. It would have gotten me out of permanent expulsion but rather a term or two suspension, thankfully there are tutors for that. But my Headmaster decided to 'save the day', I got expelled and my Headmaster had the balls to give me the 'I'm disappointed in you stare'. That day rounded with me nearly murdering one of my teachers. I got the chance to have a change of scenery. Now, why are you training Midoriya?"

All Might paused, Midoriya had his trade mark scared look "Youguysthinkaquirklessdekulikemecanbeahero?"

Jiro and Harry stared at the motormouth blabbering greenteen, Harry's eyes widened "Midoriya Izuku, you're quirkless?"

Midoriya gulped "Yes."

Harry sighed "Holy shit, this…this was not what I had expected to hear…" He saw the teens eyes beginning to glaze over with water "...I didn't mean it like that. A quirkless hero, yeah, you can. In Britain we've got seventy-odd quirkless heroes at all levels; five in the top twenty, two in the top ten. You've gotta think smarter, train harder. Just because you're not part of the 80% doesn't make you any less human. You bleed as I bleed, I'm pretty sure if I kicked you in the head you'd have a cracked skull much like any quirked teen I've kicked in the head."

Midoriya stared at him "You don't think I'm a waste of space or useless?"

Harry chuckled "I don't know you. You could very well be because I don't know you. So…hang on…" His green eyes flickered to All Might "...WHY ARE you training him? I mean you're All Might and any quirked teen, any teen, would give half their reproductive system just to be trained by you."

Jiro smirked "I can hear heartbeats…Yours is racing All Might…"

All Might paused "Brace yourselves for this." And before the trio, the hero began to shrink. He lost a tonne of mass and a few inches, bringing him to just beneath 7'. Harry's eyes widened, he remembered his history lessons and the greatest crimes of the pre-quirked era.

Jiro turned pale.

"This is what hides behind the face of All Might. The reason I am training Young Midoriya is so that he can become a Hero. Despite him having no quirk of his own, I can give him the same torch that my own Teacher gave me."

Harry paused, "That's…impossible right…Quirks can't be passed on, I mean aside from well genetically but even then it's never the same quirk."

All Might smirked and a toothy smirk "It's a well kept secret. You two, the Principle, Two friends of mine, my former sidekick and my teacher…seven people now know of it."

"And how many have died because of it? Does Midoriya know…Well, he does now." Jiro stated.

Harry paused "Well, fuck you, Dumbledore. You've punted me from one problem and into another…It looks like I've got to train someone my own age to erase the mistakes of yet another's."

Izuku looked like he was about to pass out. He turned an interesting shade of red when he listened to Smoke, as he painfully explained to the Number One Pro that shifting weights, and building mass was one of many, many ways of building a body and not just that of a muscle-bound monstrosities. All Might stopped "So what would you suggest?"

"It's extremely unlikely that Midoriya's gonna be the exact same body type as you. If anything he's looking like me, someone built for speed rather than brute force. Have you even started training him to fight? That's going to be a no."

"We've invested two months into my plan to turn him into a vessel for OFA."

Jiro stepped back as smoke emitted from Harry's arms "Of course…to harness OFA it requires a prepared body…I can help with that. I'm also going to be roping in my Senpai's to give him something akin to a fighting style."

"Why aren't you going to train me in a fighting style?" Midoriya asked.

Harry smirked "Only root karate come from Miyagi. Just like bonsai choose own way grow because root strong you choose own way do karate same reason."

All Might paused "I understood that reference!" He exclaimed a grin stretching his haunted skeletal face.

Harry nodded "I can give you the foundation but you must develop it your own way. What works for me, won't work for you. Now are you ready?"

Midoriya nodded and with that his new training regime intensified.

(Three weeks later)

Harry found himself in a double session of study hall. Middle Schools tended to be let out roughly an hour before high schools.

He was completing an essay for Midnight, whom was observing the study session. When he put his hand in the air. "Is there a problem, Potter-kun?" The Buxom Modern Heroics Professor asked, eyes dancing with excitement.

"Sensei, is it theoretically possible for me to leave this double session early?"

Midnight's eyes rose "Now what delightful youthful exploits have you got yourself mixed up in?"

Harry smiled at the flirtatious remark "Nice try Professor, I have volunteered my services to help a teen have a fair chance for UA entry exams."

He ripped a page out of his note book, scribbled a word onto it and handed it to her. Midnight's eyes widened as she looked at the word, her piercing eyes locked onto Harry's before nodding. "That is certainly heroic."

"If doing this is considered heroic then I fear to know what else you call heroic. This is common decency."

Midnight nodded, she wasn't the only one who had noticed but the exchange student certainly had a unique view on heroics. She watched him gather his things "Potter, treat him as you would a colleague where you trained."

"Strike Hard, Strike Fast, Be Merciful." He replied with half a thought as he left the classroom.

"And where do you think you're going?" It was Eraserhead, despite his appearance and demeanour resembling Professor Snape, but he genuinely cared.

"Helping a kid out with getting ready for the UA Hero Test…he's not like the 80%."

"I'll assist you. UA might be given a lot of leeway when it comes to teaching. But you still technically need to be observed."

With that the duo left. They had left with ten minutes before the end of the school-day, allowing for Harry to change his attire from the UA uniform for his comfortable training gear.

As the duo got to the front gates of Aldera, Harry's eyes narrowed as did Eraserhead's. Just out the front of the school they saw a ring of kids surrounding two more, one of the two had a mop of green hair, there was a teacher obviously observing but doing nothing about it. "Sensei…"

"You get your kid, however you need to, no quirk usage unless they start doing it first. I'll deal with the teacher."

"I was going to suggest the opposite. Nothing would terrify these little shits more than a UA Teacher getting involved as I dismantle the teacher." Harry retorted.

"But Midoriya is your student. You should bail him out. Don't use your quirk, but do what you must to get them to back off."

"A man can't fight if he can't stand." With that Harry made his way towards the crowd of pupils.

"What's going on?" He asked politely. One teen turned "We've got a quirk less kid getting uppity about becoming a hero. I may dislike those with mutantagenic quirks but I dislike the quirkl…" His words were cut off as Harry placed both his hands on the teens chest and shoved him through the crowd.

Midoriya meanwhile whilst not proficient in his fighting style or fighting at all had improved considerably. Normally it'd have taken him two hits before he was prone, he had taken five and was still standing. He'd landed a few of his own, however their fight was disrupted as 'bendy neck' broke the ring of students. His eyes widened as he saw Harry standing there looking at them all with disdain.

"Hey Midoriya…you do realise you can kick the shit out of this guy."

"If I do, the rest'll…"

Harry smirked as he eyed the mob of 40. "UA gets ten, twenty thousand applicants across the board. There are roughly 235 spaces. It boils down to maybe three or four from each school. That's three or four successful applicants to join UA as a school but all of you are only interested in the Hero Course. Of those three or four students from this school one or two might have the ability to make it as a hero. I know that Midoriya has the ability and potential to make it as a hero."

A teen with claws on his hands spoke with derision "What would you know about the quirkless and quirkless heroes? I can't think of any."

Harry smirked "Oh you insulated little snowflake…as for Quirkless Heroes, I'm one. Oh and I can think of fifty but I'm not going to list them just because Japan doesn't have a quirkless hero doesn't mean that they don't exist."

"I can't believe I'm talking to a genetic freak of nature."

"Excuse me waiting vasectomy, what the fuck did you call me? In fact, would you like to repeat it?" Harry questioned, this little confrontation had attracted everyone's attention allowing for Eraserhead to approach the teacher.

Midoriya and everyone's jaw dropped as their classmate swung wildly and widely, Harry stepped away and around the strikes and with a hit to a set of nerves in the neck he dropped to the floor. The class quickly scattered, the teen who had been wailing on Midoriya quickly stopped and fled.