Well, an interesting reaction to Children of the Revolution so far. I'm also considering a couple of other possible Potterverse/Elfen Lied storylines, but for now, this is the frontrunner. I hope you enjoy...

CHILDREN OF THE REVOLUTION

CHAPTER 2:

WE CAN WORK IT OUT

The Maple Inn. A boarding house that presently housed an eclectic group of people. Three couples resided there, along with a variety of children, though in truth, one of the couples was rarely present, what with their work.

The main couple here were a pair of university students, Kohta Okamoto and his cousin, Yuka Maruyama(1). They had become acquainted years ago with what was, at the time, the Evans family during one of the festivals at Kamakura, and the Evans became friends, eventually, with the Okamotos. True, the horns on Harry and Lucy did cause some comment, and there were a few tricky moments, but thankfully, nothing disastrous. The worst they had to deal with was Yuka and Kanae's jealousy towards Lucy, who had grabbed Kohta's attention.

There had been more than a few trials and travails, but considering that Diclonii were involved, there were thankfully no deaths or blood involved. Well, except where a few rather nasty pieces of work were concerned, like the Kakuzawa family. Or the parents of one of the current residents of the Maple Inn, Mayu.

Mayu was a sweet, but timid girl in her early teens. The residents of the Maple Inn had stumbled across her in the streets, with a puppy in tow, and had learned the girl's rather grotesque story, a story that had led Harry and Lucy to pay a visit to the girl's stepfather and mother. While Lucy and Harry preferred to get visceral with any opponents they faced, what happened to Mayu had them get creative. The mother got off lightly when she was buried alive with only an air supply fed to the coffin. She died more quickly than the stepfather, and she took a week to die.

Mayu's puppy, Wanta, was a welcome addition to the household, as Lucy's own dog, Pochi(2), had died recently. He'd had a long and happy life, and Lucy knew that, had she not been adopted from that orphanage, Pochi ran the risk of being attacked by her tormentors. But the loss still hurt Lucy.

Nana also lived here when she wasn't at the Cuckoos' Nest, as did Lily and her husband, though the latter two tended to sleep over at the Cuckoos' Nest more often than not. The cheerful Silpelit was firm friends with Mayu, and indeed, was friends with virtually everyone in the Maple Inn. Nana was easy to like, and to be frank, Lucy was actually a little jealous at that.

So it was that, at noon, Harry, Lucy and Nana took their Portkey back to Maple Inn, specifically the front yard. Nana, as was her wont to do when she used a Portkey, staggered around. If this was a cartoon, her eyes would be swirly spirals. Harry and Lucy's expressions, though, were grim. They gently held onto Nana until her swaying stopped, though.

Yuka emerged from the door, and peered out, her short brown hair framing pretty features. "Oh, hello. We weren't expecting you back for lunch. Would you like me to rustle something up?"

"No, I'll prepare it myself," Harry said. "I need it to calm down."

Yuka, after a moment, nodded. "Something bad happen?" she asked.

"You could say that," Lucy scoffed. While she couldn't say that she and Yuka were friends, the two had something of a détente. Lucy personally thought that Yuka was a harpy with a hair-trigger jealousy button, and Yuka thought that Lucy was a homicidal maniac on a leash that barely restrained her. Harry and Kohta were frequently roped in to be mediators between the two. But the two could be expected to be civil, even nice (for a given value of nice, anyway) to each other.

"How many dummies?" Yuka asked resignedly.

"Two dozen. I did most of them," Harry said.

"Wow. That…that must've been something bad. I haven't seen you like this since Mayu told us about her parents," Yuka said. "Come on, you can tell us about it over lunch…"

Cooking was therapeutic to Harry, and he had learned to cook Japanese cuisine as well as that of his native England. Around the table, Kohta, Yuka, Mayu, Lucy and Nana were gathered. Harry used his Vectors expertly to place the plates of food around the table. "So, what happened?" Yuka asked.

"Someone, we don't know who, somehow entered my name into the Tri-Wizard Tournament," Harry said.

"Tri-Wizard Tournament?" Mayu asked. "What is that?"

"Mother told me that it's a competition between the three premiere magic schools of Europe," Lucy explained patiently to the timid girl, one of the few people she was willingly patient for. "Hogwarts of Britain, Beauxbatons of France, and Durmstrang of Scandinavia, though they take students from Eastern Europe. Viktor Krum, the star Seeker of the Bulgarian national Quidditch team, is in his last year at Durmstrang."

"And, according to the newspaper Mum was delivered, he's now Durmstrang's Champion in the Tri-Wizard Tournament," Harry said. "The Tournament was last held in 1792, and was actually banned because of the high death toll. Not just for the competitors either, as a Cockatrice broke free and injured the judges during the last one. So, naturally, some braindead moron called Ludo Bagman gets it into his tiny little concussed mind to revive it. Bagman was once a Beater for the Wimbourne Wasps, probably took one Bludger to the skull too many. Allegedly, it will be less dangerous than traditional Tri-Wizard Tournaments, but…"

"The point is, according to the newspaper, the Champions were selected by a magical artifact known as the Goblet of Fire," Lucy said. "If the Goblet selects your name, you're effectively under a geas, a magical contract, to participate in the Tri-Wizard Tournament, or lose your magic if you refuse to participate. And to a wizard, losing one's magic could be fatal. I don't know how someone managed to put Harry's name in, but heads are going to roll, quite literally."

"Lucy…" Kohta said in as placating a manner as the Japanese boy could muster. "I know you're upset that Harry has been placed in this thing against his will, but do you think violence will solve it? I mean, I know your go-to solution for a lot of things is overwhelming violence, but the repercussions…"

"Someone put Harry, the one I love most in this world aside from Mother, into a dangerous tournament or forfeit his magic and potentially his life." Lucy's crimson eyes met Kohta's. It wasn't a glare: Lucy held Kohta in considerable regard, calling him the best human she ever knew apart from Lily. But there was a rebuke in the gaze all the same. "That is a threat to his life. I do not know why or who, only that they will regret their folly."

"Well, that is the question, isn't it?" Yuka asked. "Who would want to kill Harry? Well, more to the point, who in Britain would? From what Lily told me, her ex-husband's more apathetic and disdainful towards Harry than outright murderous. It'd make more sense to go after your brother, Harry, considering he's the Boy Who Lived."

"Allegedly," Harry said bitterly. "That was the time I first used my Vectors, to deflect the Killing Curse, I'm sure it was. And according to what Moony learned from the old goat, Voldemort's still alive. A shade, a wraith, but still alive. Not to mention that riot of Death Eaters at the Quidditch World Cup. If Lucy and I were there…"

"Yes, I'm sure it'd look like something out of Hellsing after Alucard's done his thing," Kohta said, blanching.

"We don't drink blood," Lucy said, giving a very vicious smirk. She left the part about her all but bathing in it out. Mayu was still a little unused to Harry and Lucy's violent tendencies. "But you're right. What if this is an attempt at killing Harry by proxy by one of the Death Eaters who got off?"

Nana pouted. "These Death Eaters are mean. Nana doesn't like them."

Harry gently patted the Silpelit on the head with a Vector. She was his little sister figure. Hell, Mayu and Mariko were also part of the family, though Mariko…she was hard to deal with at times. The mischief of a child, mixed with the lethality of a Diclonius. She was much better than she could have been, true, but when you mixed petulant tantrums with Vectors, it wasn't a pretty sight.

Nana, on the other hand, was a sweet little thing, and had something not unlike an innocence that was endearing. You couldn't quite call it innocence, as she knew very well what she was capable of, what her big brother and big sister had done, what her father figure had very nearly agreed to do before Lily pulled him away from the brink. But Nana was, in Lucy's words, 'an annoyingly cheerful optimist who is impossible to hate'. Nana and (albeit later) Mayu had become the glue that held the inhabitants of Maple Inn together.

"Well, if you're stuck in it now, might as well make the most of it," Kohta said. On their looks, he said, "Look, Harry, you and Lucy are pretty powerful. You can use Vectors and magic. Most Diclonii can. I don't think you have anything to worry about."

"Except what the wizards think," Lucy said. "They barely tolerate our existence. Harry and I were expelled over helping a student land safely during broomstick practise using our Vectors. We even tried not to infect him, and we succeeded. But no, they don't care. No good deed goes unpunished. And the British are, by all accounts, as bad as the Japanese here. Imagine what'd happen if we had to face a Class XXXXX creature and had to use our Vectors to survive and kill said creature…how would they view us?" She tapped one of her horns knowingly. "And these would be seen as diabolical, no matter where we went."

"They look like cute cat ears," Mayu said.

"Maybe to you. But to some…well, in some parts of the world, they'd view us as devils," Lucy said. "Not without reason, too."

"Better the devil you know," Kohta remarked. "Besides…you have us. We care about you guys, even if you are Diclonii."

"Exactly," Yuka said. "We may have our differences and issues, but I care. People are stupid and prejudiced, and while you are violent and vicious…I know you well enough to know there's more to you than that, Lucy." A sardonic smirk touched her features. "Besides, wizards have a low IQ due to inbreeding. Science fact."

Lucy snorted, trying and failing to keep a smirk off her own lips. "Still…thank you, Yuka."

"Can you wear a hat indoors at Hogwarts?" Mayu asked.

"Maybe, to a degree, but the British have as many rules of etiquette as we do here in Japan, even if many are different," Lucy said.

"Maybe you could wear a headband like Nana!" Nana said.

"I don't want to hide what I am," Harry said. He reached up and touched his horns. "I am a Diclonius. If they take issue with that…then it's their funeral."

"Hopefully not literally," Kohta said.

"Apparently Mum's trying to get in touch with the old goat and find out what the hell happened. We'll probably be getting officials from the British Ministry of Magic coming around. If they do come around, we'll probably have to keep you out of the way. They have a bad habit of Obliviating Muggles, even those who are supposed to know about magic," Harry said. "The Purebloods may be effectively in charge here, but in Britain, it's apparently worse. At least here, there's more of a meritocracy for Muggleborns and a tolerance of magical creatures."

"Barely," Lucy sneered. "It's only because of the youkai here. And a lot of the old Pureblood families were wiped out during the Second World War. The others only retained as much power as they did by sponsoring other families, but it means they're still in charge. It's still a backbiting cesspool. And they're waiting for an excuse, along with elements of the mundane government, to wipe us out. They want Mother to fail."

"She won't. Unless they sabotage her. And if they do…" Harry's eyes met her own. "Then it'll be the last mistake they make."

An ominous chill filled the room briefly. Eventually, Yuka dispelled it by saying, "You know, you always cook at your best when you're angry. Not that your food isn't good when you're not, but…"

"It depends. Remember when I used my Vectors to try and make sashimi?"

Yuka grimaced. "I'm trying to forget that. We were picking bits of fish out of everywhere for weeks."

"Can't be any worse than the Takoyaki Incident," Kohta said unwisely, before Yuka glared at him.

"First Rule of Maple Inn: We do NOT talk about the Takoyaki Incident. Second Rule of Maple Inn…"

"You only say that because the batter got in your hair, Yuka," Lucy said with a smirk.

"I HAD TO WEAR A WIG! NO BATTER SHOULD SET LIKE GLUE AND NEED ME TO HAVE MY HAIR CUT OFF!"

"And you looked fetching in that pink wig," Harry said. "You looked like one of us."

"One of us, one of us, gooble-gobble, gooble-gobble," Lucy chanted(3). Nana joined in, waving her arms in a seated dance.

Yuka, despite being mortified, actually didn't mind the playful teasing, Harry knew. It reassured her, despite knowing about the dark nature of the Diclonii, of their murderous instincts, that they were still human in most regards, the truly essential ones. The line between human and Diclonius was far more blurry than many would like. Hell, the killer instinct of the Diclonii was, in all likelihood, something all humans had shared, but was usually buried under the trappings of civilisation and society. An instinct to eliminate all possible threats to one's existence, so that the species could go on.

But what nature had inflicted on them, nurture could mitigate. Harry knew that he and Lucy were not paragons of what was laughably called humanity. They had fairly loose morals and a tendency to act violently to slights and threats against them and their loved ones. But his mother had never treated him as anything other than her son, and she had done the same to Lucy when she adopted her. His mother once told him that Dumbledore had claimed love to be the most powerful magic of all, and while he had to sneer at such sentimental nonsense, the truth was, without love, they may have become the very monsters humans feared them to be.

Here, Harry had family and friends. It was a strange, eclectic and even a little twisted group of people, but they were bound together. He would protect them to his dying breath. Especially Lucy. And he knew she would too…

CHAPTER 2 ANNOTATIONS:

So, we've got a glimpse of life in the Maple Inn. A strange family, but hey.

1. Okamoto is, of course, the last name of the Elfen Lied creator, Lynn Okamoto, while Maruyama comes from Kugane Maruyama, the writer of Overlord.

2. Pochi was the name of the dog as given in sakurademonalchemist's Alpha Queen. I don't know whether the dog has a canon name yet, so I'm going with that.

3. Lucy is quoting from the old movie Freaks, which has been quoted in shows like The League of Gentlemen and The Big Bang Theory.