Chapter 6
Shouta landed silently on the balcony, opened the door gently and entered, taking off his shoes; It was about 2 in the morning and his eyes were burning, his eye drops had fallen out while he was chasing a low level villain, he didn't have a very dangerous quirk, but the idiot could run.
He locked the door again, but when he was about to head to the front door to leave his shoes at the entrance, he heard a rustle and then a light came out of the hallway; He crouched down and hid behind the couch just long enough to see Harry heading into the kitchen.
He followed the boy and stood in the doorway, watching him turn the stove on high and putting his wand back in his pocket. Harry took a deep breath and looked at the fire with glassy eyes.
“Sirius? Can you hear me?” Harry looked like he was about to cry and what he wanted most at this moment was to go hug him “for the love of Merlin, Sirius, if you can hear me…please.”
Shouta stepped out of the doorway to approach the boy, but he ducked again when he heard a different voice coming from the same direction.
“Harry? Oh Merlin, it really is you” the fire bent in strange shapes, forming a face, of a man, he had long hair and a beard with a mustache, he did not seem to be older than himself “we have looked for you everywhere, where are you? Are the others with you?”
“I don't know where I am, I mean, I have an idea, but I don't know exactly,” Harry wiped away unshed tears, “I don't know where Ron or Hermione are, I lost them when the Death Eaters were chasing us.”
“It's okay, don't worry, we'll find them,” the man said, Sirius apparently, “what about you? Are you okay?”
“Yes, I'm fine, I found a muggle” the man's eyes widened “yes, I know, I'll be in serious trouble with the ministry.”
“Did you use magic in front of them?” He sounded worried.
“Yes,” Harry lowered his head, embarrassed, “but it was in self-defense, Sirius, what is the magical world of Japan like?”
“What?” The man opened his eyes in surprise.
“People here have magic, well, a different kind, but it's still magic, they said that 80% of the world's population has these peculiarities” he said making quotes with his fingers “and they are so similar to magic, but so different at the same time, I don't understand anything.”
“Okay, don't lose your cool, what exactly are these quirks?”
Shouta listened as Harry gave the man the same explanation that they had given him, Sirius seemed just as confused or even more confused than Harry was the time they explained it to him.
“ That's…” he remained silent, thinking what to say “peculiar, pardon the redundancy; We will find a way to get to you, have no doubt about that, also Ron and Hermione, I need you to tell me how you got there.”
“Like I said, the Death Eaters were chasing us, I lost Hermione and Ron at some point, I tripped on a slope, and they almost caught me.” Shouta frowned, that word again, he has no idea what it means, but definitely They were the ones who were behind the boy. “I made an appearance, but I didn't think of a specific place, all that came to mind was to go somewhere safe, I thought I would appear in Hogsmeade, around Hogwarts or in Grimmauld Place, but I appeared in a muggle alley and then one found me.”
“Did you try to do it again?” I ask worried.
“I did it!” he said almost shouting before remaining silent and looking behind him, Shouta even stopped breathing, the silence lasted a few more seconds before the boy spoke again. “I did it,” he said calmer this time, “but It didn't work, all the spells I did so far worked except that one.”
“That's wrong, the only place apparitions don't work is at Hogwarts.” Harry bowed and buried his face in his hands. “Wherever you are Harry, it doesn't matter if I have to move mountains or evaporate seas, as your godfather, I swear. In the name of your father, James Potter, I will find you and bring you home.”
“I'm looking forward to it” the boy's voice sounded watery “the people here are very kind, the man who found me even welcomed me into his house with his husband and will be temporarily at the school where they work, they say I need to live with people from my age.”
“Hearing that is a relief, I wouldn't want you to be having a bad time.”
“Not at all, but…” he looked into Sirius's eyes, well, the shape of his eyes. “I miss you too much, they remind me a lot of you, in fact, Shouta, the man who found me, has a terrifying resemblance with Snape” they both let out a laugh.
“I have to go,” Sirius said sadly, “I'll tell the rest of the order that you got in touch, and we'll start searching there, you'll be home in no time.”
“That would be great, bye” smiling a little.
“See you later, Harry,” he said goodbye and as soon as he said that, the fire returned to normal.
Harry turned off the stove and raised his wand, Shouta slowly moved around the table, where the boy couldn't see him, and watched him return to his room.
That conversation was a lot, the two of them talked about quirks as if they were a flitter of nature, which they were, but oh well; Sirius was apparently Harry's godfather, and already had his father's name, and he's happy that the boy had people looking for him.
He also had new places, one of those must be Harry's school, they both started with Hog, he hopes he has better luck this time. He went to the couch and took out his phone to start searching, and oh surprise, he didn't find anything.
He look for what a Death Eater was, also nothing; That was disappointing, it was as if all these places and terms they used didn't exist, it was almost 3, he decided that the best thing now would be to sleep
Morning came faster than Harry would have liked, he stared at the uniform hanging in his closet, Shouta must have put it there, he had a bag with him yesterday; He got up and got ready, today was supposed to be his "first day of classes" at UA, but he wasn't excited at all.
Talking to Sirius last night was comforting, he felt calmer and more confident, as if the events of the last few weeks would never happen, in a way.
He almost ate half of his breakfast, a gigantic step, considering that two days ago everything that went into his system came back out just seconds later; He looked in the mirror after brushing his teeth, he still didn't know how they made a uniform in his exact size in just one hour, but well, many things in this world were inexplicable.
The car ride was longer than yesterday, maybe the adults were giving him time to process everything, he was grateful for that.
He went to the teachers room, just like yesterday, everyone there greeted them, Harry saw Ryo writing something before looking up and greeting him, he returned the greeting with a small smile.
He watched Shouta arrange some things and take one out of the top drawer of his desk, the man motioning for him to follow him.
“You'll be in class 1-A,” he said calmly.
“Is that your class?” the man only nodded.
“If you feel uncomfortable or something bothers you, don't hesitate to tell me” he looked at Harry out of the corner of his eye “they're a little noisy, but they're not bad.”
“I'm used to chaos” he said with a shrug “I don't think it's any different from my school.”
“Still, if you don't feel comfortable, just tell me,” he said, turning a corner.
As they turned he could see a sign with large letters "1-A", okay, time to start school again.
Shouta stood in front of the door, Harry was about to ask if something was wrong before the bell rang and the man opened the door, as soon as he did all the noise in the room stopped; They both entered and all eyes immediately fell on him.
“Well, as you know, after Mineta's expulsion, no students were transferred, until now, this is Harry Realstorm (Harry had not agreed with the last name, but Hizashi found it in a textbook and said that it suits him. It would be perfect)” the boy could practically see the other kids shaking with excitement “go sit behind Midoriya” he looked at the boy, and he greeted him with a smile.
As he approached he could hear the others whispering, but he didn't pay them any attention, he waved softly at Midoriya as he walked past by him and sat down in the empty seat.
He must say that the classes reminded him of primary school, the only subject that remained between the two worlds was history, although it was a different one; he doesn't expect him to do so well, after all he stopped studying conventional things when he turned 11 and went to Hogwarts, surprisingly he doesn't forget anything, Hermione used to say that he has a good memory (except for remembering the essays he has to do), however, he could feel the gazes of the other teenagers on him.
The stares didn't really bother him anymore, he ended up getting used to them after his first year, when the news that the boy who lived arrived to Hogwarts was still fresh.
What he doesn't expect is that as soon as the lunch bell rang and Shouta left the classroom, almost the entire class would crowd around him and drag him to the cafeteria; They were all talking at the same time and Harry couldn't concentrate on a single conversation.
His salvation came in the form of a boy with spiky blonde hair.
“Stop making such a fuss over a new extra!” Well, no one said his savior had to be nice.
“Extra?” He said confused.
“Bakugo, you shouldn't refer to a new classmate that way,” said a tall boy with glasses and… exhaust pipes? Coming out of his calves.
“I can refer to whoever I want as I want, four eyes, I-” was cut off by a boy with red hair and sharp teeth who put his arms on his shoulders and pushed him down a little.
“Excuse him, he's bad with introductions,” said the reddish one.
“LET ME GO SHITTY HAIR” Harry heard the blonde scream as they took him away, he was like a much louder and wilder Draco Malfoy, at least it seemed like they had him under control… or something like that.
The conversations came to life around him again, this time calmer, he tried to stay as close to Izuku as possible; Upon reaching the cafeteria, his feet automatically took him to the tables, but before he left the group, a blonde boy with a tail (Ojiro, he remembers him from Izuku's notebook) held his arm.
“Don't get out of line, you can sit with us, you won't be left without a seat,” he said with a smile.
Don't get out of line, right, he himself should go get his lunch, this is Hogwatrs and food isn't going to appear in front of him by magic.
Only once he arrived to grab a tray did he remember that he probably wouldn't be able to eat anything here, they had been giving him barely seasoned food that his stomach could handle without looking like he was eating cardboard with a stuffy nose; He followed the line until he reached the rice, but when he was about to help himself to some, a gloved hand intervened, he looked up and could see a "hat?", he motioned for him to wait a second and turned around to take a new tray and exchange for the one he had in his hands.
When he looked down, he saw that he had some rice, chicken, and boiled vegetables, there was also a small bottle of yogurt next to a packet of bran crackers; His portion was considerably smaller than the others, but he's grateful for that. He doubts he can even eat all of this, but at least he has a better chance of finishing it.
When he looked up again, the man gave him a thumbs up and a small wave; Harry quickly thanked him and walked out of line to meet Izuku, who had finished helping himself.
Both boys approached a large empty table, the others soon joined them and began eating while talking about anything that came to mind.
“Oh, will you just eat that?” asked the pink girl with horns. Mina?
The others turned away from their conversations to look at his lunch, some looked surprised and others frowned; except Ojiro, who had been with him at the end and was the only one who saw how the hero changed the trays (apparently he did that when there were special needs students with the food).
“You must eat well to be able to have energy and perform at your best in classes!” said the one with glasses (he thinks he heard Izuku call him Iida, but he's not sure) with his arms cutting the air like a robot.
“Believe me when I tell you that I would like to eat more than this,” he said, pointing to his food, “but I'm not in very good health right now, so this is all I can eat.” The boy immediately apologized for his lack of empathy and consideration?
Everyone at the table looked away embarrassed for the same reason, apparently, he looked questioningly at Izuku, but he just laughed nervously as he began to eat; Harry sighed and did so too, it didn't taste bad.
Shouta entered the teacher's room in his sleeping bag, he wants to rest before the last period where he must supervise All Might's heroics class (from which Harry is absolutely excused at the moment), he was quickly greeted by his husband and his friend.
“How did he do?” he said, almost vibrating with emotion.
“Yes, tell us, I want to know how my nephew is doing on his first day.” Both men choked on air at the comment.
“Nephew… I already said that he is not our son” she just shrugged and smiled, “he is fine, better than I expected in fact.”
“How does he get along with the others?” Nemuri asked.
“Well, for the moment, he ignored them for most of the classes, but as soon as he got to lunch it was like watching a candy being swallowed by ants” the three let out a laugh (although Shouta's was muffled by his warp scarf).
Contrary to popular belief, Aizawa Shouta has a weak heart for his students, but if they ever become too much for Harry, he will have to take action; He doesn't like punishing his students for being themselfs (unless they're heads of cabbage who act like idiots just because they feel like it) and he doesn't really want to scold them just for being too hyperactive, but he doesn't know how Harry will react to them.
If Midoriya couldn't tell that the boy was having an episode, he doesn't expect the others to notice and things could get a little out of hand; but for the moment everything was fine.
The rest of the classes continued as normal until the last few hours, Harry looked at his schedule and saw that the class was called Heroics, well this was the Heroes course so it didn't really surprise him.
What did surprise him was when the class door burst open and a tall, blonde man in a blue and red onesie came in screaming.
“I'M COMING TO CLASS!” Harry stared at the man without knowing how to react, apparently his classmates were used to this unusual entrance and shouted excitedly.
“What…” he said in a whisper before the man continued.
“Everyone change and head to Ground Z!” He said as some lockers appeared on one of the side walls with numbers on them, “Young Realstorm!”
“Yes,” he approached the man, “just call me Harry.”
“Well, young Harry! Follow me!” he quickly followed the man through the corridors until he reached what seemed like an abandoned city “the subject of heroism is, for the most part, practical” he turned to look at the boy “it consists mainly of battles and at this moment you will be a spectator.”
“Am I just going to sit there while they fight?” Maybe this class is like a defense against the dark arts, with the dueling and all that.
“Not exactly, it is true that you are going to watch, but” a smile that almost split his face in two appeared “I want you to give me your opinion about your classmates, you will be able to watch them fight, and I want you to tell me if you see any flaw or something that they can improve.”
“Yeah, I guess I can do t…” He fell silent when he saw a giant yellow caterpillar stand behind the man.
“All Might” the caterpillar turned around while the other jumped and gave a very unmanly scream, apparently the yellow thing had a face and was… Shouta!
Harry looked bewildered at his caretaker, and he looked back at him.
“You're not currently in a position to participate in this class, so I thought it was a good idea for you to try to form opinions about your classmates.” Harry blinked a few times.
He saw his classmates quickly arrive where they were (the suits they were wearing almost made Harry laugh at how ridiculous they seemed), All Might explained that they would do a race, they would divide into 2 teams, and they would have to cross the city, take the goal and return.
He was intrigued to see how their quirks worked, so far he had only seen Tsukauchi, Shouta, Hizashi and Izuku's, apart from the mutations, of course.
The others were jumping for joy as they split up and headed to the starting line; Harry followed the two professors to a room full of screens showing every corner of the city.
“Ready?” All Might said over the speakers, they nodded “PLUS ULTRA!” he shouted while a beep sounded throughout the city and they ran away.
Harry was used to magical duels, but what he saw through those screens certainly left him speechless.
He watched them jump, skid, and run, all while throwing fire, lightning, and ice; They weren't that different from normal duels, but watching them cast them left and right, as if it were as natural as breathing, was what left him breathless, it was like watching a pitched spell battle without a wand.
In the end, Izuku's team won, they had hit Tsuyu with the target and Momo had taken out a kind of huge slingshot from her abdomen, Shoji had held it while Izuku held the elastic, Tsuyu jumped to it and Uraraka touched her arm, the girl ended up being shot across the city with Bakugo following her with his explosions, but he wasn't fast enough and she crossed the finish line.
“TEAM B WINS!” Harry just looked at the screens with a smile as the team celebrated, hell, if he himself had been there, he wouldn't know what to do.
“That was great,” Harry said as they walked through the hallways.
Shouta looked at him with a small smile, he had seen the boy look at the cameras with his eyes about to fall off because of how open they were.
Now that he saw the quirks of his Classmates he expected him to loosen up more, he had had doubts about them and hoped that this would show him that he should not be afraid of his and use it at will.
He still had to talk to Hizashi and Tsukauchi about last night, but that can wait until later; Now it was time to go get things for Harry.
“Hello, guys” Hizashi came out when they entered the room, “How did it go?”
“For the most part, the classes were okay,” he said as he headed to the couch, “but the last class was bloody great!”
Everyone there almost laughed, the accent and the term was too English and cute at the same time, he was acting like the child he was.
"It was like a pitched battle! Momo took out a slingshot! From his abdomen! "He said, motioning to his, “Tsuyu flew away like… well, a flying frog!”
No one expected the boy to take his wand out of his pocket and release a small green spark that died before hitting the ground; The couple smiled.
Harry continued rambling about the class until they finished gathering their things and said goodbye to the other teachers.
They went directly to the mall, passing by several stores and Hizashi almost had a fit because of the boy's fashion choice; They had to put more clothes in the cart because Harry refused to let them spend money on him, and he only chose 3 pairs of clothes, they weren't even the ones that cost a lot, he was sure that the boy was going by the numbers on the labels.
He almost fainted when he saw the amount of clothes they ended up putting in the register and tried to put many back in the cart to return them.
The shoes were a little more complicated, his feet were relatively small and all the shoes they had in his size were mostly for children, but they managed to find some All Star and Olympikus that he liked (but he almost pushed them out of the store when see the zeros on the label).
While he and Harry headed to check the boy's eyes, Hizashi headed to another store.
They left the office with a new pair of glasses, they said he could keep the frame, but it was broken and worn out, they convinced him to get one just like it; They were right about the quirk, the graduation had dropped, and it was what caused pain.
They met Hizashi at the exit and finally went home.