Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach or HP just the plot. AU Bleach/HP
Chapter 1
Pain it was all Jushiro had felt when his heart was ripped from his chest. When he looked down and over his shoulder. Much to his horror was a kid Arrancar he had heard was named Wanderweiss. He had impaled his arm through his body from behind. Then when he ripped his arm out there in his hand was Jushiro Ukitake's heart. Causing his lifeless corpse to be slammed into the ground as he fell from the sky. Thus ending the life of the Captain of the 13th Squad.
When he opened his eyes he had found himself in a misted void. It was then he had come face to face with Mimihagi. While he had known all along he would one day have to sacrifice himself. He didn't think he would die long before that time came. He kneeled before the right hand of the Soul King. "Mimihagi-Sama, how may I be of service to you?"
Jushiro Ukitake, host to the right hand and long time Captain of the Gotei 13. Your time has not come, you are my chosen, my avatar.
"Avatar for what Mimihagi-Sama?" He had known he was a host, willingly at that due to it being the only thing that saved his life as a child. He had read the history behind the Quincy war. Jushiro knew that one day there may be another one. He read between the lines and listened to Retsu when she had explained it to him.
The magical world is in turmoil. Death of many has upset the balance. You are to be my avatar in the magical world. Given a new life, you will be allowed to keep your memories and your abilities. Your ties to the Soul Society and that of the Gotei 13 will remain intact. Your skills and compassion are needed to change the balance. To renew what has been lost. My avatar of Balance, of Life and Death.
Jushiro lowered his head and knew this was an immense amount of responsibility. There was more to it but he knew Reio-Sama does what he thinks is best. "Your will be done Mimihagi-Sama." He looked up at the right hand and was glad he could keep his ties to the Soul Society and to his best friend. He would just have to wait for his reincarnation to happen.
Good luck with your new life my avatar.
Jushiro felt his eyes grow heavy and his body began to fall. In not time at all he was unconscious and allowed the King to do what he needed.
A Line is Here
When next he awoke it was to the dawning sky. The air was cold and he was wrapped in a blanket. He could feel the paper left on his chest and realized it was a letter. That is when he came to realize he was in the body of an infant. Jushiro had done his research and knew reincarnation was uncharted territory. No one knows whether in your next you'll remember your previous one or not. Jushiro only remembers because of his millennia long service and because of the right hand Mimihagi-Sama. But with this new life and his new task, he hoped he was not going to be inflicted with his lung sickness. A new body should be the answer to that problem but Jushiro wasn't sure if it was guaranteed or not.
The shrill screen had him moving his head to look at the woman who opened the door. If he had to guess, this was his aunt but that had him questioning where his parents were. Part of him already knew the answer but in this young body it wouldn't let him believe what he already knew. He had hope that this situation wouldn't turn into a bad one. Should his illness return he would be in a position to have more support. Thats if his new family doesn't hate him or anything of that nature. He closed his eyes and felt his new body grow heavy with sleep. Weakness of being an infant, the need for sleep and as often as possible at that. His lids lowered as fell asleep with hope and determination in his heart.
A Line is Here
Its been a decade now since Jushiro had been reincarnated. He had learned many things during his life with his family. Petunia had long since given up her hatred of magic and told him about his parents. About the world he would be joining soon. His new name was Harry Potter and in his humble opinion he preferred Jushiro better. He had not regained his illness thankfully but in a way that made things easier. Jushiro had also changed physically, his hair remained black but it was longer and darker. His eyes were as bright as Gin Ichimaru's blue ones.
He had spent many years training his body and his mind. Honing his old skills so that he wouldn't be defenseless. He sadly had not been able to hear Sogyo no Kotowari yet but he could feel his zanpakuto. Which lifted his spirits ever more, now all he had to do was wait for his Soul Reaper family to learn he was alive and reincarnated. He had missed Shunsui, Retsu and Yamamoto so much. His best friend, his mentor and his father figure. No matter the time they were still his family and he missed them dearly.
Jushiro had also become somewhat of a big brother to most of the children in the neighborhood. Age didn't even come into play then, he did what he could to help the other children. He helped the older children with homework and watched over the more younger ones. What had him confused though if not a bit thankful. Was the lack of Hollows in the area, as in none ever seemed to appear. He knew his reiatsu had returned to being above Captain level. So why none had come was baffling even if he was glad that none ever showed up. He had stayed up many a nights keeping guard on the roof of his family's home. None of the Dursley's knew about his past life and how he had died. He was going to keep it that way for as long as possible. Kind of made him think of Isshin Kurosaki when he left and hid in the World of the Living. Ichigo Kurosaki sure did live up to his legacy that was for sure.
Jushiro had prepared the best he could for his upcoming journey into the world of magic. He just hoped he could become the kind of avatar that Mimihagi-Sama wants him to be. Only time will tell and Jushiro will always wish to protect the innocent.