Warnings: AU after OotP and no horrocruxes. There will be slight bashing depending on the characters. Slash and het ; Official Pairings: Harry/Mori, Tamaki/Haruhi, Kyoya/Hermione. Other pairings may come along the way. There will be child abuse/neglect, character's death, and probably mild smut in later chapters.

Disclaimer: This will be the only time when I will write this, so pay attention. I don't own Harry Potter either Ouran HSHC and no money is being made out of this.

Important Note:

At the end of Harry's fifth year, Harry managed to kill Voldemort, but it left him scarred and in a delicate mental health. The Battle was bloodier and horrible. Sirius's name was cleared when they captured Pettigrew, and he was recompensed for his stay at Azkaban. After the Battle, the DMLE was left along with the Order to capture the stray Death Eaters. Bellatrix and the Lestrange brothers were responsible for the death of Hermione's parents. Sirius decided to adopt Hermione by magical means and become her magical guardian. Since both her and Harry were severely devastated with the events of the Battle, Sirius decided to immigrate to Japan for a fresh start.

Chapter One:

The plane flight to Japan was a long one. Sirius now really regretted his decision to travel by airplane; he needed a good stretch and wanted to move his legs a bit. It might have been first class, but he damn couldn't stand being seated for more than eight hours. At least the flight attendant had been cute.

His eyes drifted to the two sleeping teenager next to his side. A petite raven-haired boy with squared spectacles was right beside him. The boy appeared no much older than fourteen, fifteen at most, but Sirius knew the boy was about to become seventeen in next July. Next to him slept a young lady, with frizzy brown hair and with a book tangled in her hands. She rested her head on the boy's shoulders and it pained Sirius to wake them up. He poked them slightly on the ribs and both frowned in their sleep.

"Harry, Hermione, wake up," He whispered.

The girl, Hermione, was the first one to wake up. She looked around confused before it settled in her head where she was. She looked at Sirius with sleepy eyes. "Are we there yet?"

"We're about to land in any moment." Sirius explained. "Next time, don't ever let me get inside on one of these things again, alright?"

Hermione giggled softly and decided to wake Harry up by shaking his shoulder gently. The black haired boy flinched and groaned in his sleep.

"No… no, get away!" He trembled and mumbled in his sleep.

"Harry, wake up! We're almost in Japan!" Hermione almost shouted into the teen's ear.

Harry literally jumped from his seat, startling the couple and their daughter which were seated in front of them. The teenager awkwardly apologized and then prompted to glare at Hermione.

"What was that for?"

"We're almost there!" She explained excitedly. In that exact moment, the young flight attendant appeared and asked them to clasp on their seat belts and to remain seated for the plane was about to land. Hermione placed her book inside her bag which, Harry noticed, was an English-Japanese dictionary. He smirked playfully.

"Have you learned anything new?" He asked.

Hermione replied with a glare. "Probably more so than you; it's not like you're making any effort in learning the language."

"Well, I don't need to. I know Japanese." He said smugly.

"No, you don't," Hermione replied with a whisper. "You just used that translation charm on yourself and now you claim you know every single language, when the truth is that you don't!"

Sirius looked amused at their bickering. Hermione was the smartest witch of the generation, but for some reason, she had problems learning Japanese, not that it had stopped the young witch from trying. Harry, in the other hand, had decided he wasn't going to be able to learn Japanese in such short notice and so, Sirius told him of a Translation Charm. The charm will enable the user to understand those who spoke in foreign languages and when Harry replied to them, the listener who would be hearing Harry will think he was speaking their language. Japanese, in this case.

But that didn't mean Harry was free from learning the language in its whole. Sirius had told him, using his stern guardian voice that he was to stop using the charm in three months, and if he didn't want to sound like a dimwit, he was to learn Japanese before then.

Sirius closed his eyes for a moment to take a deep breath. He was finally able to start a new life with his godson and his new ward. He'd never before thought he would be in such a situation, but here he was. He had reinstated his title as Lord Black and started to settle down as a businessman, a decision which had startled many, who didn't believe him to take something seriously. Of course, Sirius was still the lively prankster from his youth, but money had to come from somewhere, now that he had two teenagers to raise and care for. Especially two scarred teenagers which had suffered long from the war and the Death Eaters.

Scars and memories needed time to heal and fade away, and living in a country where they were constantly on alert and in everyone's eyes wasn't going to help either of them.

Japan was a nice country, from what he had heard and read. After a long visit to the Black's family solicitor, he learned of the family's dealings with various companies and corporations in the eastern country which were turned on hiatus once the Black Heir was arrested and his father died. After having his name cleared and manipulating the Minister and the Law Enforcement officials on erasing any trace of his stay in Azkaban in his public, private, medical and whatever records were on existence, Sirius decided it was time to give the old family businesses a bit of his attention.

Once the plane landed fifteen minutes later, it took them a least another ten minutes to get off the plane; thankfully Sirius had shrunken their bags and luggage so there was no need to spend another half hour searching for them. They left the gates area and Sirius told Harry and Hermione to stay close as he searched for the airport's exit.

"Where are we going now, Siri?" Harry asked with his eyes still groggy. Now that he was awake, Sirius could evaluate his godson better. Like before, Harry's height was very similar to a fourteen year old, and he was very petite and skinny. Sirius's eyes always saw red when he remembered how Harry had be neglected at the Dursley household. And Dumbledore even wanted to make Harry return to that hellhole after Voldemort's death! Sirius didn't allow it; he had promised his godson no harm would fall upon him, the same thing he promised to Hermione once the Death Eaters had targeted her for a while.

Harry's emerald green eyes peered at him with curiosity and Sirius was woken from his thoughts.

"Well, we are supposed to meet an old friend of mine who offered hospitality and invited us to stay at his home. He told me to wait for him at the front. He should be there by now." Sirius told him as they walked between the masses, both teenagers trailing behind.

They finally arrived to the main entrance of the airport, where all the travelers were leaving or meeting their family members and such. Sirius's eyes searched above the crowds and his face was lighten up almost immediately.

"Come on," He told his charges; Harry and Hermione only nodded and followed him.

Sirius's friend was tall and blonde and had that particular air and grace pure bloods always seem to have. But this man had a warm smile and his eyes brightened the same way as Sirius's once he saw them. Once they reached him, Sirius made the proper introductions.

"Harry, Hermione, this is Nekozawa Akihiko. Akihiko-san, they are Potter-Black Harry and Granger-Black Hermione, my godson and my adopted daughter." Sirius introduced proudly.

Both teenagers greeted the tall blonde with the proper courtesies from Japan. Nekozawa-san smiled at them and then stepped in to give Sirius a hug as a more informal greeting.

"You seem well, Siri-kun," The man said.

"I can say the same for you," Sirius replied, then turned to the confused teenagers. "The Nekozawas are a long generation of pure blood wizards and they have many business dealings over the world, especially with the Russian and the British families. In one of the many summer and Christmas balls I was forced to attend by my dearest mother, I met Akihiko and quickly enough, our purposes soon became to drive all the guests mad with our ingenious ideas for pranking. I didn't get to see him much once I ran away from home, but I'll never forget the summer ball where the all guests' skins turned blue after eating treacle tart for dessert."

Harry snorted at the image in his head and Hermione just shook her head. Akihiko just chuckled, remembering the good old times.

"Your godfather was one of the few reasons I looked forward to those boring gatherings. He knew how live up things a bit. I was surprised when you contacted me again, after all these years. You have to tell me how you ended up in that foul place; you were always rather impulsive, but not enough to blow up thirteen muggles off a street. You could barely kill a fly."

"I would be delighted to, but maybe after I rested up a bit. They seem to be tired too." He pointed at Hermione and Harry, who both nodded energetically.

"Of course; come on." Nekozawa-san guided them toward a black limousine, where the driver was waiting for his boss and his guests. Hermione started gushing out how has she never had been in a limousine before and Harry told her that neither had he.

The driver opened the doors for them and he seemed a little wary that they didn't carry any suitcases. Once inside, Harry noticed how dark the limousine, the crystal from the windows were almost opaque and there was only dimmed light to see the seats.

Harry didn't like the dark at all. No matter how many years he spent in the cupboard, he always got that prickly feeling on his skin when he was in a dark place. He wanted to ask if they could lower the windows, when he noticed another figure sitting not so far from them.

He could see the light blond strands of hair, not as light as Malfoy's hair but close. He was also tall and he was dressed in a rich blue suit, which looked oddly enough like a uniform. He had warm bright blue eyes filled with curiosity, a wicked grin, and a cat puppet on left his hand.

It didn't take a genius to figure out that this person was Akihiko-san's son.

"Everyone, this is my son Nekozawa Umehito," Akihiko-san introduced. Umehito grinned at them, and every the puppet seemed to be saying hello.

He introduced Sirius, Harry and Hermione as well, and rapidly began to explain that his son was also a wizard, although not like the average since Umehito had heliophobia, or more commonly known as photophobia, which explained the dark windows of the car. Umehito-san was just a year older than Harry and Hermione and he assisted a very prestigious private muggle school. Akihiko didn't want his son away in a magic boarding school with his condition. He had hired a magical tutor so Umehito could learn and train his magic. Sirius found this a brilliant idea.

The two adults were left to their conversation and Umehito spoke with the two young wizard and witch and told them all about his club.

"Wait, so you're a Dark Wizard?" Harry asked, a bit alarmed.

Umehito chuckled. "While is true most of my family tree is Dark and we do practice Dark magic to some extent, we Nekozawas pride ourselves on being neutral. The whole "Black" magic concept is because the muggles at the academy gave us that name; everything that has to do with magic is Dark or Black for them. My intention was to call it the Magick Club, but I quite like our name. Is funny to see them freak out whenever I'm around or my club is mentioned."

Harry laughed softly at that while Hermione kept asking him what sort of things they did in his "Black Magic" club.

"We mainly practice minor spells and charms and study ancient runes or texts," Umehito explained. "We can't really do big spells due to the risk of the muggles finding us out. We also like to prank the student body too; we have invented ridiculous hoax curses to scare them. It's really funny actually."

"It's nice to see you have inherited your father's sense of humor," Sirius said, who had been hearing them for a while. Umehito just grinned wickedly at him.

Harry and Hermione were telling the older teenager about the D.A. when they finally arrived to the Nekozawa Estate. Before they left the car, Umehito dressed himself with a long woolly robe with a hood, which awfully reminded Harry of the Death Eaters, just without their masks. A shiver he couldn't suppress ran down his spine.

The manor was very impressive. The walls were decorated with many paintings, but almost all the windows were closed, or curtained; hence the poor daylight that managed to come through. Sirius had enlarged their luggage and Akihiko had one of the servants take them to their rooms.

After giving them a quick tour of the house and meeting Akihiko's wife Chiyoko and their littlest daughter Kirimi, who had a servant following her around and seemed scared of Umehito for some reason, they sat down for lunch. Harry and Hermione were well received into the Nekozawa house and Sirius was pleased to reunite once again with his old friend.

Sirius, Harry and Hermione were introduced for the first time to a proper Japanese meal and Harry had a bit of difficulty getting used to his chopstick, something Sirius found hilarious. At the end, Akihiko had to ask a maid to bring him a fork and Harry almost died of embarrassment for it.

The Nekozawas, as Sirius had said earlier, were a long standing pure blood family. Chiyoko had been from a small pure blood family and she had been also tutored in her youth like Umehito about magic. Nekozawa Akihiko had many business contracts with other muggle businessman and saw fit that his son attended Ouran Academy, so he could learn how to deal with muggles once he handed his inheritance to his son. Kirimi was a sweet little blonde girl, if a little bit obsessed with princely characters and fairy tales. She had already given signs of accidental magic and her parents wanted her to assist the closest magical boarding school so she could have the experience their older son didn't have. Finally, they explained them that not many Japanese Wizarding families owned house elves, and so, they had maids. Two of them, Kirimi's nanny and Umehito's driver, were magical and so, they were entrusted with the care of both heirs.

"So, Sirius-san" Chiyoko asked once dessert was served. Harry had declared that he felt tired after a long trip and Hermione also said she felt like refreshing herself. Umehito had offered to show them to their rooms and after excusing themselves, they have left the dining hall. "What are you plans now? My husband told me you plan to retake the reins of the Black enterprises here in Japan. But what are Hermione and Harry going to do meanwhile? Are they to go to a boarding school?"

"Merlin, no!" Sirius said. "If that were the case, I wouldn't have left England at all. While is true I plan to bring Black Enterprise back on board, the main reason I came here was to find a little bit of peace. For me, and for Harry and Hermione. After the war, we all deserved some. Those two have gone through what no child should have, and I just want them to enjoy what's left of their teenager years."

"That's understandable," Akihiko said. "We might be miles apart, but news fly like you wouldn't believe. The first war was dreadful and there were even terrorist movements here for some time too. Then, after thirteen years of silence, we heard the second coming of Lord Voldemort and we didn't know what to expect. Those rumors died soon, apparently involving certain godson of yours."

"Yes, Harry," Sirius sighed, not wishing to indulge on the subject, but he couldn't well avoid it. "The kid's tough, but lately, he had been in the verge of break down. It was actually him who made me finally decide upon coming to Japan. He needs to heal, and he couldn't while in London. Hermione too; she lost her parents not so long ago…"

Akihiko and Chiyoko exchanged a look; they were lucky didn't decide to visit England last year as they had planned. For the look in Sirius's face, it was terribly bad. Sirius smiled wistfully at them, the shadows from his gray eyes clearing a bit.

"I thank you greatly, for letting me and my kids stay here. It won't be for long, I plan to find a place by the end of the week. I'm sure my family must own a house somewhere, they have one in almost every influential country…"

"Nonsense, Siri-chan," Akihiko said, knowing how much Sirius hated being called like. Like he expected, Sirius glared at him. "You will stay as long as you need to, we love the company. And I think both Kirimi and Umehito had started doting both on Harry-kun and Hermione-chan."

"I really appreciate it," Sirius replied with his usual goofy smile.

A few minutes later, the adults noticed that the manor was two quiet for their taste, and decided to search for their charges.

A/N: Our hosts won't make an appearance until 3rd chapter or so. Now in the story, Sirius, Harry and Hermione arrived six months before Haruhi started her first year at Ouran, which given that in Japan the school semester starts in April, that would be early November.

There will be angst mixed with the light fluffy feeling from the Host club, due to Harry and Hermione's past, which we will be described in more depth as the story continues.

Hope you like it!