Durarara X Harry potter

Title: connection

Pairing: Shizuo x Izaya

Summary: what if before the Dursleys had opened their doors to find little harry potter on their door steps a certain informant of Ikebukuro found the boy first. What if he took the baby in as his own? How will the monster of ikebukuro react? And how will Hogwarts react with a changed and different boy who lived?

Chapter one, warmth

Izaya Orihara was taking a bit of a break, if you can call it that. At the ripe age of 17 and ending his 2nd year at Raira Academy, Izaya had thought of the first thing to do was to go to England and admire the humans of the U.K. Mainly consisting of the wizarding community as they had just finished their war against this so called evil wizard named Voldemort.

No Izaya Orihara was no wizard but he has known of their existence for quite a while. The Japanese have their own wizarding community and one day after running away from a certain monster of Ikebukuro he had stumbled upon an entrance to the community.

The wizards and witches that passed by gave him no glance or acknowledgement as they had thought that he was a muggle born. How foolish they were to give this boy access to the wizarding world just like that. Even so Izaya got quite interested quite fast and has been going to the wizarding world's community daily. He learnt of their spells and of the ways they did their things and he learnt of the American and England wizarding communities and all their wars.

Some questioned his age but all he would answer was that he was 17 and had dropped out of his last year at the Japanese Wizarding School of wizardry and magic. They had their doubts but didn't ask any further and besides, why would this handsome and polite young man lie? For all the wrong reasons, are what people that actually knew of him would say.

But right now Izaya was enjoying his high School summer break in England in a certain neighbourhood. It was night, a bit past midnight and Izaya was simply enjoying the silence when he came across a house with weird looking people outside of it. They had not spotted him yet so he hid in the shadows and watched.

IZAYA ORIHARA'S POV

'Hey isn't that the Albus dummydor dude with the really long as name?' was my first thought. It was, as I see the man with the long beard and hair, wearing his wizarding robes. He was talking to a stern looking lady and they seem to be talking in hush voices that were too quiet for me to hear.

'Talk louder goddamn it!' I thought as I try to get closer but back away immediately as a flying motorcycle came flying down out of nowhere. 'What's happening?' I thought wildly as I try to reach into closer range. The three continue to whisper is hush voices when the giant man that was on the motorcycle started to cry while holding a baby?

It couldn't be who I think it is…could it? I question as they hushed the big man and set the baby down on the footsteps of the house.

'Surely these wizards are smart enough to not do what I think they're going to do' but I was wrong as they turn around, not giving a second look at the baby as they left, apparating and flying off. I stare in shock before looking right and left and then running towards the sleeping baby.

Wrapped up in just a single blanket that would hardly keep the poor boy warm and there in proof was a pinkish red, lightning shaped scar on the boy's forehead. Although just in case nobody would know who this boy was, his name was written on a piece of paper that was tucked into the blanket as well.

Here laid the baby Harry Potter, the boy who lived and the defeater of lord voldywarts? or whatever his name was, ready to die of hypothermia. I picked up the little wizard and stared at the boy in wonder at how such a small and innocent human could defeat a mass murder. He seemed barely one or two years old at how small his body was.

Suddenly the boy woke and I tensed up. Was the boy going to start brawling? But no, the baby did the exact opposite because he in fact giggled. Giggled at me, the one and only Izaya Orihara. But the innocent act pierced my heart. It was cute and it gave me joy when the little boy's eyes lit up in happiness. Not as if his parent had just died and that he was now an orphan.

A small hand was revealed from the blanket, reaching out to me. I was astounded by the act and so the only thing I could do in return was give him my finger. The little wizard was delighted and giggled again. Without even noticing it I had smiled a genuine smile. A feeling sprouted in me, a feeling I hadn't felt in what felt like forever.

I decided then and there that this human would now be mine and mine forever. No matter what dumblydoor or whichever dark lord would say. So I took the little boy to my hotel apartment just like that, nothing else.

Within a weeks' time when I returned to Japan with the little boy, after threatening several humans and forging a second passport, I had already brought the little boy lots of toys and clothes.

I settle the boy on my bed one night and stared at the little boy in curiosity. The boy, Haru Orihara, as I had decided to rename him looked up at me. The said boy smiled a sleepy, little smile at me as he yawned.

"Tired are we my precious spring knife?" I asked with a light smile before curling up next to the boy, spooning him into my chest. I close my eyes and think.

Haru is mine and nobody can take him away from me, no one. Maybe this innocent little boy will give me the love that no one has ever given me before. Make me feel the warmth inside my heart that I hadn't felt in so long.

A/N

Hoped you guys enjoyed chapter one. It was probably really crappy but review for another chapter ~ ~ ~ ~