Edited:

As of November 2020

Just cleaning some Grammar and Spelling mistakes.

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● 9 Years Earlier

Kyo applied the ointment to the ugly gash across Harry's arm. It was a magical potion thing, Remus made It would heal the wound much faster. Although it would leave a nasty scar since a werewolf's scratch acted as a magical wound.

Kyo was shaking as he began wrapping up Harry in bandages. That was the most terrifying thing he'd ever seen. It was grotesque... was that how people saw him without his beads. Was he just a savage monster in there eyes.

"How can you stand it?" Kyo muttered, "How can anyone stand to be in the same room with that... that thing..."

Harry stayed quiet for a long time before finally saying, "I can't."

Kyo felt his eyes burn. That wasn't what he wanted to hear.

"It terrifies me when he's like this, but that's not the worst part... it hurts. It really hurts to see what he does to himself. His own blood starts hurting him. I got some on me once, and it actually burned my skin."

Harry held up his other arm and showed off an old burn scar. The blood had literally, actually, burned him. "I can't imagine what it be like to have that stuff inside you... Too be so hurt by your own blood you try to tear out your own veins. Thankfully when he's like this his body heals to fast for anything he does to himself to kill him... but still... he goes mad from the pain. Attacking anything he sees in a rage... even me... but it's not his fault. It's just what it means to be cursed."

Kyo froze looking at the boy. Hoping, just hoping to hear him say something to make it all better.

"It's not his fault... it be wrong to blame him for what he is. It hurts to see him like that not because it's sick to see but... but because I love him... He's my dad... I hate to see him in so much pain. Knowing there is nothing I can do to help.

"I'm not supposed to but sometimes I sit in the basement and let him see me. That way he'll try attacking me instead of himself... I think it helps, gets his mind on something other then the pain... I just got too close this time... it was stupid on my part... I just want to help him...

"It's not his fault he's cursed... he can't help it... He's scary when he's like this but it's not like he's like this all the time. He just... Dad is the kindest man in the world... He's always doing so much to take care of me. What kind of person would I be if I turned my back on him. Even when he's like this... especially when he's like this."

Harry looked at Kyo with something in his eyes. "He scares me. He really really scares me when he's like this, but it doesn't change anything. He's still my daddy. He's still the man who sits by my bed all night when I'm sick. The man who taught me how to ride a bike and how to read. The man who holds me when I cry... what he is doesn't matter. WHO he is is everything... you believe me, don't you Kyo?"

"Yeah... I believe you..."

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● Present Day

Kyo rolled his eyes as Harry bowed to Tohru. The boy was so formal. They were standing in the back of the school where no one could see them. It was the beginning of there free period.

"It's nice to finally meet the famous Tohru Honda," Harry smiled.

Tohru frantically bowed back, "Oh no, the pleasure's all mine, really."

Harry snickered standing up, getting a kick out of how frantic she was being.

Tohru blinked not understanding what the joke was. "Oh so... you're a friend of Kyo's."

Harry nodded, "Yep. We've known each other since the diaper days, but that might make you think we met much earlier then we did. See Kyo used to have a major bed wetting problem."

"I did NOT!" Kyo yelled,

"Anyway," Harry continued as if he hadn't been interrupted. "I'm aware you were filled in on the whole Zodiac thing," he smiled at her.

Tohru blinked in confusion before grinning widely. "Oh yes that's right, are you a member of the Zodiac?"

Harry laughed, "Oh no, not me. I'm not even a Sohma,"

"Oh," Tohru blinked, "but I thought... only a few people outside the family knew the secret."

"That might be true for muggles but it's pretty common knowledge among Psychics," Harry smiled.

"Uhmmm, Muggles?" Tohru blinked.

Kyo sighed, "It's some weird English word. It's just what they call people without magic."

"Without-" It suddenly clicked and Tohru began to babble. "Oh so your a psychic, just like Hana!"

"Well no," Harry explained. "Hana doesn't really hang out in the same circles as myself. I believe she studies as a priestess at a temple actually."

Tohru blinked, "Y-yeah that's right... So you do know Hana..."

Harry shrugged, "Not really. As I said we don't really travel in the same circles. It's more I know of her. I tried talking to her once, when we wound up in the same class. You know, offered to take her to a few magical hang outs I know, but she turned me down. Something about my electrical signals being too... dark... She seemed scared of me. I think, with her high level of spirit awareness, she must have smelled my dad on me or something."

"Huh?"

Harry sighed, "My dad's a werewolf "

"A-a Werewolf!" Tohru gasped. "I can't believe it, that's so cool!"

"... cool?" Harry continued to smile but there was something behind it now.

"Oh yes, I mean they look so magnificent in the movies and old Fairytales. It must be amazing to-"

"Tohru-" Kyo tried to stop her but it was too late. The damage was done.

"Miss Honda," Harry smiled pleasantly, "Maybe I should introduce you to my dad next full moon and you can tell me just how 'magnificent' he is."

"Harry," Kyo growled warningly.

"Oh that would be amazing," Tohru grinned back.

"Well I better get going," Harry smiled. "See you later Kyo," and with that he left.

Tohru blinked, puzzled by Harry's sudden departure, "Did... did I say something wrong?"

Kyo sighed, "You talked about a curse as if it was some great thing. Honestly do you think something like Lycanthropy would be anything like in the movies. I know you can be dense but damn."

"Oh I..." Tohru tried to think.

"Forget all those girly romance novel crap and focus more on the old horror movies. Then times it by a few thousand," Kyo glared.

Tohru felt her heart sink.

"Werewolves become mindless beast every full moon but it's more then that. You really think your bones reshaping themselves is a pleasant experience. How about your blood boiling in your veins and cooking your insides."

"Boiling?"

"Like water in a pot... Remus tries to rip them out of his body every full moon to relieve the pain."

"He tries to rip out his veins!" Tohru yelled.

"Harry has to chain him up every month so he doesn't kill himself."

Tohru gasped, "I... I had no idea..."

"Listen just because something is 'magical' doesn't mean it's good. A curse is a curse after all. They don't call it that because it's a fun experience," Kyo said seriously. Sighing Kyo looked in the direction Harry had walked. He had wanted Harry to like her but it didn't seem like he'd be willing to give her a chance after that. "Look it might be best if you stayed away from- WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU GOING!?"

Tohru ran off, quickly catching up to Harry. "Lupin-san!" she ran up behind him and Harry stopped in his tracks, but he didn't turn around to look at her. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make light of what you and your dad are going through. Kyo explained what being a werewolf really means."

"and he accuses me of having a big mouth," Harry commented, but still didn't look back.

"Harry..." Tohru strained her voice, forcing herself to speak above a whisper. "I... I'm sorry. That's really all I can say. I know I'm pretty ignorant about this stuff. I don't know anything about what it means to be cursed. After meeting the Sohmas, you'd think I'd be more sensitive about that stuff. But Harry I think your dad really is magnificent."

Harry clenched his fist.

"To live like that, it must take a lot of courage. Looking at you, it's easy to see how happy you are. It speaks well of your dad. It means he doesn't let his burdens get in the way. To suffer like that and not let it hold him back. You're dad just sounds so amazing. Like I said... magnificent,"

"... he is..."

"And Harry..."

The boy finally looked back at her.

"I think your magnificent to."

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"She's weird," Harry said to Kyo as the two were now seated in their classroom. Miss Honda was a little bit aways talking to her friends.

"Tell me about it."

"But she does have a way about her doesn't she," Harry commented feeling oddly at peace after her little speech.

"It's just how she is," Kyo grunted.

"I can see why you like her," Harry shrugged.

"Who said I like her!?" Kyo snapped.

Harry smiled, "I didn't mean it like that... but you know... a girl like that... I don't think she could actually handle seeing my dad... with how sensitive she is, how deeply she seems to feel... It might just break her."

"... yeah..." Kyo admitted, realizing Harry was really talking about his true form.

"Hey everyone," Tohru got their attention as she held up a deck of cards. "Let's play Rich Man poor man,"

Harry groaned, "What's with everyone insisting on playing games I don't know."

Tohru yelped, "Oh I'm sorry I-"

Kyo interrupted her, as he said to Harry, "Every time I try to teach you you whine about how boring it is,"

"What can I say, I prefer Exploding Snaps. Playing with a muggle deck is hardly any fun," Harry grunted.

Tohru's friend Hana spoke with a hallow voice, "You're spoiled by your father's shop dark one."

Harry grinned, "Maybe a little," he admitted.

"Shop?" Tohru blinked

Harry smiled, "Oh my father owns a magic shop."

"A magic shop!" Tohru exclaimed, "Like a real magic shop with potions and spell books and pixie dust!"

Harry sweat dropped, "Well sorta. We don't really sell spell books. Mostly just magical artifacts my dad makes; potions, runes, enchantments, seals, a lot of magical toys, and such."

"That's so cool!" Tohru awed.

Her friend the Yankee insisted, "Come on let's play. The little magician can practice pulling rabbits out of his hat, if he's too bored by our mortal card game."

Harry rolled his eyes but didn't raise to her bait. Of course when she started in on Kyo he jumped on it. Harry just sighed at hearing, "Loser has to clean the classroom by themselves," Kyo never could resist a challenge. Of course Harry wasn't all that surprised when he lost. Not because Kyo sucked or anything but...

"Honestly what made you think you could take on someone with as high of Spirit Awareness as Miss Hana," Harry rolled his eyes as he watched Kyo clean. It was only them and Tohru and Yuki. Although where Yuki came from he wasn't sure as he wandered away during free period.

"Shut your damn face brat," Kyo snapped.

"You know she probably knew what your cards were before you even drew them," Harry snorted.

"Hana wouldn't cheat!" Tohru insisted.

Harry scuffed, "She cheats all the time. Of course, it's not like she can help it. She just knows things. It's not like there is an off button. Makes playing card games with her a bit unfair though,"

"It doesn't matter," Kyo glared, his eyes filled with determination. "Next time I'll beat her," he really did love a challenge. The harder it was the more joy he got out of it. Kyo suddenly got in Yuki's face and started yelling, "Just like I'll beat you, you damn rat!

Harry groaned as they started bickering, but without warning Yuki suddenly kicked Kyo in the face.

"I can't even stand to look-" Before Yuki could finish his sentence a green orb suddenly slammed him in the back.

Yuki went flying across the room and slamned into the wall.

Harry growled, his green aura bursting around him as he clenched his fist in front of his face. "I don't care what your deal is, you don't go taking it out on your cousin," as Yuki stood back up. "Maybe you need to work out your frustration on someone actually capable of fighting back."

Kyo roared, "Damn it Harry I know how to fight. I don't need you butting in all the time!"

"Fine," Yuki glared. "Let's see you fight for the honor of your beloved Princess,"

Kyo snarled, "You damn rat! I'm not a princess!"

Harry charged forward and Yuki snapped his arm towards him only for Harry to dodge it.

Tohru gaped as light covered them both. Burst of energy erupted from their punches and kicks, emitting little burst of light just above there fist and feet. Often the other would dodge the burst of light or pull up a light shield to hit it. Occasionally one of the boys would grab the other's light and toss it to the side. The light fizzing out a few feet out.

Kyo rolled his eyes. They both still holding back even if they were using magic. They weren't layering the balls of light enough to give them much more force then a punch nor to become truly solid.

Tohru, however, knew none of this. She wasn't familiar enough with magic to see an ordinary sparring match between two disciples. No what she saw was two boys trying to kill each other with the same electrical waves her friend Hana could use.

Even then she had to admit she was impressed with their grace. The way they twisted around each other, their bodies flowing as neither could land a punch. It was like they were dancing together.

Torhu gaped, she's never seen psychics fight before. Kyo and Yuki never got into this stuff. Maybe Kyo just never had the chance. It was pretty one sided with them, and always ended quickly. It looked like both Yuki and Harry were straining their bodies and moving with careful concentration. A strange contradiction for their graceful movements.

Even then Yuki looked like he was actually struggling to keep up with Harry.

Harry's body twisted and bent in seemingly unnatural ways. His body flowed as chaoticly and gracefully as... as the wind.

Harry suddenly sucked in a breath and unleashed a literal gust of wind at Yuki. Yuki gaped as he was tossed across the room and collided with the wall. Papers and dust went across the room.

"Damnit Harry!" Kyo yelled, "I'm the one who has to clean that up!"

Yuki glared as he stood up, "Since when did you know Air Bending!?"

"You mean you haven't started elemental bending yet?" Harry grinned, "Even Kyo's been working on that."

Kyo's yell of "Damn brat!" was ignored.

Harry scoffed at Yuki, "You're just a spoiled child. You aren't even capable of doing anything without someone breathing down your neck. You were born with a little talent, so you assume that means you never have to work for anything, and that it gives you the right to look down on everyone else. Well guess what, well you lazed about without our master, I actually worked. You're not my equal anymore rodent boy. I've surpassed you. I'm BETTER then you, and I'll break you in half if you treat my friends like that again."

Yuki growled before running out of the room, hiding his face.

Tohru just stood there gaping at all that happened.

"Damn it Harry," Kyo growled. "I'm capable of defending myself."

Harry just rolled his eyes, "Blame it on my 'Saving people' compulsion if it makes you feel better."

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Later that day Harry sat on a stool behind the counter in his father's shop, managing the cash register as his dad worked in the back on some new enchantments. Everything in the shop was made by either his dad or Harry himself.

Hearing the door chime Harry cheerfully greeted, "Welcome to The Shrieking Shack, Enchantments and Potions to cure all ills, from colds to boredom. How may we help you today?"

"Do you have to say that every time a customer comes in," laughed a short blonde boy as he came into view with a tall man in a nice suit. The man had strange pupils in his eyes.

Harry smiled at them, "Actually yeah, dad insist. Hey Momiji, hello Hatori-Sama. Are you here to pick up Akito's potions? I'm afraid they won't be ready for another 3 days."

"Actually," The man, Hatori, said, "I need to speak with your father."

"He's in the back, go on ahead," Since Hatori was such close friends with his dad Harry didn't think the lycan would mind.

The man, with his serious as ever face, nodded, "Momiji stay here and don't touch anything."

"As long as you pay for whatever he breaks I don't mind," Harry teased.

"Indeed," Was all Hatori said before going to the back room.

Momiji ooooed and awed at all the stuff in the magic shop as he always did.

"So what are you guys doing here?" Harry asked.

"Hatori wants to ask your dad out on a date," said Momiji.

Harry just laughed at that.

"No really," Momiji insisted. "He lost a bet with Aya."

Harry giggled.

"Aya might be teasing him a little but only because Hatori actually does have a crush on Lupin-Sama."

Harry froze, "S-so it will be like... a real date..." he tried not too let his thoughts show. A pretend date was one thing but a real REAL date... somehow that made a world of difference.

His dad had never gone on a date before. Harry shook his head. Of course the man had gone on a date at some point. He even told Harry about a few of his school day crushes but... For as long as Harry was alive his dad had never dated anyone. It had always just been him and his dad.

"Won't it be cool if it goes well," Momiji grinned excitedly. "We might end up becoming brothers! Well sorta since Hatori isn't my dad but I live with him and he raises me so it's almost the same,"

Momiji's mother couldn't accept the curse. She had her memory erased and Momiji was banished from the house to not disturb the illusion. Hatori volunteered to look after the boy, as the man was the one to erase her memories. He felt responsible even though it was her choice. He wanted to try making things easier on Momiji by still giving him a loving home. Momiji's dad visits as often as he can, but not as often as he should in Harry's opinion.

It was nice to see Momiji so excited, and the idea of being his brother wasn't awful... but the idea of sharing his dad...

Harry forced himself to smile even though he was panicking on the inside. He didn't know why but the thought of his dad going out with someone terrified him.

"Harry?"

Harry looked up at the stairs to see an old man coming down. He was dressed in strange robes and had a beard as long as Gandalf's.

"Grampa," Harry smiled eagerly. They had dinner last night but they hadn't really had a chance to talk.

Albus smiled, he loved hearing that title, even if it was in Japanese. The old sage wasn't sure if Harry could even speak English.

"Who's your friend?" Albus asked the teen.

"Oh right sorry," Harry grinned. "Grampa Albus, this is Momiji. His family are some of our biggest clients. Momiji, this is Albus Dumbledore. He's visiting from England,"

"Nice to meet you lad," Albus smiled at the little boy just as the back room opened.

"England?" Momiji awed, "So you're like a wizard, like Remus right? You have a wand and wear funny clothes and pointy hats!" he said eagerly. Not realizing he was being offensive.

Albus just smiled, finding it charming, "That's right."

Harry watched as Hatori walked out with a disappointed expression. Harry couldn't help but give a sigh of relief, unfortunately Hatori caught him.

Momiji's shoulders drooped, "Did he say 'no'?"

"Let's go Momiji, I'm done humiliating myself for one day," was his answer. He stepped out of the shop without even noticing Albus as he was on the side of the young man's bad eye.

Albus looked intently at Harry, "Don't much like the idea of your father dating?" being as sharp as he was, there was little Albus couldn't interpret based on subtle hints found in a few moments. Whoever that man was, by his demeanor and the words he used it was obvious he just got shot down. Then based on Harry's expression, it was just as obvious that he was relieved.

Harry shifted uncomfortably, "It's not really that but..."

"Harry," Albus tried, "I'm your grandfather, honorary though it may be. I would like to know you, warts and all."

Harry sighed, "Can we please talk about something else though and maybe move to stuff like that later."

Albus sighed with his own disappointment, "Got anyone you fancy yourself?"

"Grampa!?" Harry blushed.

"I'll take that as a 'Yes'," the old sage chuckled.

Harry squirmed, "Well kinda but... We've been friends since we were little, but recently I've been thinking about him differently, but he's made it kinda clear he's not interested in me that way."

"I'm sorry to hear that," Albus sighed, young love could be complex and painful. More so then most grownups tended to remember, "Is he a muggle? I know they have difficulty grasping on the concept of dating your same gender."

"No he's a psychic. He just doesn't see me that way," Harry moped.

"Harry..." The boy looked up at the old man and blinked when the sage was handing him a bit of candy, "Lemon drop?" the old man smiled sincerely.

Harry raised an eyebrow at him but accepted the candy, "Thanks," popping the treat into his mouth.

"So how are you enjoying going to a muggle school and a Dojo. I imagine it can be quite hard to juggle," Trying to make small talk as he didn't know how to help Harry with his crush.

The old sage didn't want things to be ackward between them but he knew it was too early in their own relationship for him to be giving advice.

"Not really," Harry shrugged. "It's pretty much like going to any other after school program. I love the tournaments we get to go to. I always win at least some prize money. Dad let's me spend it on whatever I want! I usually end up spending it on manga. One of the rooms upstairs is my personal library,"

Albus smiled, "I'm glad to hear you enjoy reading so much."

Harry shrugged, "I like anime to, but Manga just goes into more detail."

"Do you read any novels of the non-graphic variety?" Albus smiled.

"Honestly... not really. Just the books for the occasional school report," Harry said, happy to get his mind off dating... and wondering if his grampa was doing that deliberately. "So dad told me you were a general during the war, as well as a headmaster of a magic school. How's that work?"

Albus smiled, "Very carefully with an unusual lack of sleep. I had to use a Time Turner just to take short naps throughout the day."

Harry gaped, "Time Turner? Is that like the Time Scope ritual?"

Albus blinked, "Your familiar with that."

Harry shrugged, "When we left Britain Dad took all the books from the Potter estate. He's been using them to teach me Enchantments, Runes, Potions, Rituals, basically everything that requires components instead of spellcasting. When I was little he tried teaching me some simple stuff with his wand but it doesn't like me."

The boy shrugged, "Not like it matters cuz I don't really like wand based spells. No offense, but most of the spells seem pretty worthless or out right lazy. What's so hard about doing the dishes that you need a spell for it?" the kid seemed to be genuinely asking him.

"It's the same reason you fly verses walking," Albus explained. "Substituting trivial activities with spells exercises our magical pathways, but back to your original question." by Harry's blank face it was obvious the boy forgot what he originally asked. "Time Turners are nothing like the Time Scope ritual. Where the ritual allows you to send your Astral Body into the past to observe an event, a Time Turner sends your physical body back into the past to actually interact with it."

Harry was gaping, "You can do that!?"

"Yes but it's a very difficult enchantment to make,"

"Could I..."

Albus raised an eyebrow as the boy trailed off. The old sage watched as the boy steeled himself, and asked the question he was scared to. Albus smiled fondly as he imagined this child growing up in Gryffindor.

"Can I borrow it?" Harry asked.

Albus blinked, "What for?"

Harry blushed, "I... I would like to see if I could... visit my birth parents."

Albus' heart shattered at the concept. "I'm sorry Harry but you can only go back 6 hours at a time, and then you have to get back to the present the long way. Even if you could go back in time that far you would have no way of coming back,"

The boy slumped, "It was a stupid idea anyway."

"No Harry," Albus shook his head. "It wasn't stupid."

The boy just sighed, "I do love my dad," he swore. "I just think it be nice if I could have met my birth parents."

"They would undoubtedly be very proud of the young man you've grown into," Albus assured.

Harry sighed again, "That's what dad says."

"Well he would know," Albus nodded, "He was one of their best friends after all."

"I know..." Harry sighed, "... can I have another lemon drop?"

"Of course," Albus smiled.