Reincarnation Is A Bitch

Harry Potter/Izuku diary

Dear Diary

A year has passed since Bakugou got his quirk, I have yet to receive mine,

Everyone in my class is calling me quirkless, which I suppose they see as a bad thing,

Bakugou has been staying away from me ever since that nickname came out of someone's mouth,

At least when we do interact, he calls me Izuku instead of Izumi,

That a plus in my eyes,

Anyway, I've been writing in this diary to see the journey I might take in this new reality, but it seems I might get a quirk (which is fine with me),

I've been wondering whether or not I have magic in this reality since Hermione was someone who believed in reincarnation; she had set up an idea that maybe our magic is engraved onto our souls and so we can take it anywhere we want; that's why there are so many muggle-born witches and wizards,

So I might test that theory out after writing in this, and if this works, I will be trying to burn this book because this could out me as a wizard, and I have no clue what the hell they'll think of me when they find out,

Maybe they'll see me as crazy or just won't believe me; I have no clue,

Anyway, wish me luck.

From Izuku.

Harry Potter/Izuku POV

After writing in my diary I closed it up and put it under my bed,

'I doubt that a normal wooden stick would work...' I thought to myself, puzzled about what I should do next,

'Maybe I should think on it,' I thought to myself,

I quickly went downstairs, just to find my mother sitting in a chair, crying to herself,

She looked up from her hands and just stared at me,

All I could see was hatred,

I wasn't safe here,

I'm not safe here,

I have to go,

That was all that filled my head,

I've seen those eyes before in Voldemort, I've seen those looks from Bellatrix, I've seen those eyes in all the death eaters that were surrounding me on the night that Cedric died,

I know she's going to kill me if I don't run,

Why aren't I running?

I need to go!

I need to live!

I don't want to die agai- "Sweety come here to mommy" is all I heard as I was panicking,

I didn't want to go near her,

"Why?" I asked her,

"Because we're going to the doctors," she said,

I sighed; the doctors could be safe, I mean like they save people lives so they might be able to save mine,

"O-okay," I said, worried, what if I was quirkless? What would she do then?

What would dad do then?

What would Bakugou do if he got confirmation that I was quirkless?

All these questions kept flooding my head,

I shook them off; I'm sure everything was going to be alright, I was sure of it,

I quickly got my shoes on and put on a jacket,

Mom grabbed my arm, basically yanking it off, and told me that I should have been quicker,

We got inside the car, and I put my belt on,

We drove for hours it felt like,

"We're here," mom told me,

I unbuckled my seat belt and hopped out of the car,

As I looked up towards the hospital, it looked clean and new,

My mother started to move quickly; I had to basically jog to keep up with her,

As we got to the child's waiting room, I was told to sit in a seat next to the toys,

As I looked around, I saw only about two people in the waiting room,

A parent and child,

We waited for a couple of minutes before we were called into the doctor's office,

I sat in the little seat which was obviously for me,

My mother sat next to me,

We were told that I was going to get tested for a quirk, and if it came back negative I wouldn't have a quirk, but if it came back positive I would have a quirk,

While I was being tested I asked a lot about the doctor's quirk,

He just kept on saying that it was a boring old quirk that detected if someone was ill or not,

After all the tests were done I was told to sit back in the chair and wait for the results,

As the doctor walked back in, he told my mother the news,

The test had came back negative for a quirk,

Let me tell you when my mother heard the news, her face dropped,

She didn't look sad or worried for my wellbeing; she looked pissed,

I'll need to sleep with one eye open tonight.

As we got back to our house everything was silent until my mother just yelled at me to go to my room,

I quickly followed her orders since I didn't know what was going to happen to me,

Am I going to be hurt tonight?

Am I going to be killed tonight?

Thoughts like those ones kept swirling around in my heard,

I lay in bed, wondering what was going to happen to me now,

But then I heard glass shatter in the living room,

That followed by yelling,

I heard footsteps heading towards my room,

My heart pounded, I could feel sweat across my eyebrows, I could feel my legs ready to run at any moment, I could feel what I have always felt,

I felt fear,

Not just any fear,

Fear for my life,

I had grown used to it in my past life but I didn't want to control my next life but I guess my wishes were for nothing,

Why can't anything be in my favour?

Why do I have to be the one to suffer?

Why am I always the victim?

I don't want a life like this,

I want my friends,

I want my wife,

I just want a happy ending for once.