A/N: Some of you seem curious about Hari's life with the Fujiokas so you get this adorable little interlude while you're waiting for the next chapter. This is what's going to happen when I get into my author's blocks. Enjoy :3

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Ranka stared at his son in pride. He wasn't so meek and demure anymore in just a week with them. He seemed to realise he could do as he pleased as long as he didn't get out of bounds and shared the chores with Haruhi. He really hated the boy's nasty relatives. Putting a kid in a cupboard… He shook his head ruefully. Well, he didn't mind. Hari was safe with them.

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Green eyes peered into the mirror and looked at the reflection in contemplation. A moment more of surveying and they lit up in satisfaction. He went in front of the door and waited. He fidgeted around. "How long is Haruhi going to finsih the grocery and how long is dad going to finish stalking her?" he mused aloud.

Then the doorbell rang. Finally, he thought. He wrenched the door open in excitement. "Dad, Haruhi! What do you think?" he exclaimed and flung his arms out. Haruhi's lips were twitching in amusement while Ranka stared at him dumbly.

"Are those my clothes and my… make-up?" he asked weakly.

"Of course," the little boy beamed. Hari was quite a sight to see. A red dress that slipped from his shoulders and the remaining parts of it pooled to the floor because of his short legs. He was wearing heels, too and he did the not so occasional stumble. If that wasn't enough, he had make-up caked on his cherubic face complete with pink lipstick, violet eyeshadow and mascara on his eyes and much too much blush-on.

"Well," he said more impatiently this time around. "Am I pretty?"

"Yes," said Ranka, barely containing his laughter and bemusement. "Very. A heartbreaker," he added just to appease the boy. Haruki nodded, seemingly satisfied with the answer. He turned to Haruhi.

"What do you think?" he asked her seriously.

"You look nice," she said neutrally. He beamed at her.

"Thanks," he said.

Ranka just stared at him and said, "I should really buy you more clothes."

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"Owie," Haruki exclaimed and sucked on his finger. Haruhi looked at him in concern. "Just let me get the band-aid," she said.

He glared at the knife and it suddenly burst into flames. Haruhi leapt back in shock as did he. "Wow," he said, his eyes wide.

Haruhi thought quickly and doused it in water from the fridge. "What just happened?"

"I-I think it was magic," Hari said. "Are- are you scared of it?" Haruhi looked at him in the eye. He looked so unsure and confused.

"No," she said. "Just amazed." His shoulders sagged in relief. Then they stared at the knife again.

"What are we going to tell dad?" they said in chorus.

A/N: Yeah, I'm so sorry. One of these inturludes will put how the Wizarding World went knocking during Harry's childhood. Oh and I'm going to portray Dumbledore's character as good but flawed. So yeah. Continue voting on who you want with Hari please. *hides again*