This is a repost from my Kirallie account and will be edited as, when I re-read it recently, I picked up on a few errors, I may totally change some things as I go too.

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or Naruto.

Everything up to the end of OoTP happened but after that we leave the reality created by the author. Harry is emancipated by Sirius' and the Potter's wills. Dumbledore was discovered to have broken several laws and chucked into Azkaban leaving McGonagall as headmistress. Naruto will be severely AU due to one of the characters disappearing at a young age.

I've read many fics where Harry ends up in Konoha as a child and is raised there. But what about one of the Naruto gang being raised in the Wizarding World?

Chapter 1

Fifteen-year-old wizard, Harry Potter, would be forgiven for standing in his doorway and staring at the ground like a complete idiot. After all, it wasn't every day that he opened said door to see a small child curled up on the doorstep. Wand drawn and ready in case it was a trap, not that anyone knew where he lived to organise a trap, he stepped outside and knelt cautiously beside the small bundle of dark cloth and hair. He reached out with his empty hand and felt for a pulse, relieved to find it strong and steady. With a last look around he holstered his wand and gathered the child into his arms before standing and re-entering his house, locking the door behind him.

Walking as carefully as he could, he headed upstairs and placed the child down on his own bed before running the diagnostic charms he knew. He'd already felt the magic coming off of the boy when he'd been drawn to his door but was the magic actually the boy's or left over from whatever method had been used to bypass the many wards on the property to place the child on his doorstep? Harry relaxed as the results showed the boy to simply be in a deep sleep and unharmed. Deciding that waking naturally would be best he cast a monitoring charm before going back downstairs to cook breakfast for two. Hopefully the boy knew where he lived and could be swiftly returned to his family.

Twenty minutes later, Harry ran up the stairs as screams of terror sounded through the house and his monitoring charm began blaring in the back of his head. He quickly cancelled the charm as he ran into the room, wand drawn and ready to protect the kid and himself from whatever horrors were in the room. Therefore he was very surprised to see that the child was sitting up on his bed and that the room was empty except for the two of them. He quickly holstered his wand and approached the bed slowly, hands out to show he wasn't going to hurt the boy.

"Hey there. It's okay kid I'm not going to hurt you."

It took approximately six seconds to work out that he had a problem as the kid started babbling in a foreign language. Harry's thoughts could be summed up in two words, why me? He sat on the edge of the bed, smiling gently at the crying boy, and when that didn't do anything, he reached out to pick him up. He began to rock the small child and hum an old lullaby he remembered hearing his aunt sing to Dudley when they were children. To his immense relief the boy eventually began to calm down.

He eventually put the now calm boy back down on the bed and they studied each other. Change the boy's dark eyes to green and they could almost be brothers. The kid was studying Harry hard, a cute little frown adorning his face. Harry managed to hide his smile at the expression. Remembering something he'd seen in the movies he decided to try it.

Harry got the kids attention then pointed to himself. "Harry." The kid just stared at him, so he repeated the action a few times before the boy understood.

"Sasuke," the kid pointed to himself. "Harry." He pointed to Harry and the wizard nodded, repeating the boy's name. Sasuke looked around the room before asking something but Harry didn't understand.

"I really need to see if there is such thing as a translation charm," Harry grumbled as he picked the boy up. "I don't even know what language that is Sasuke. But I bet you're hungry." Harry carried him downstairs and set him in the highchair he'd transfigured earlier. Sasuke watched curiously as Harry got some breakfast together for him. "Can you eat by yourself? Urgh! Why am I even asking when you can't understand a word I'm saying." Harry sat down and cut the food up into bite-sized pieces. Sasuke obviously understood what was going on as he began eating the pieces, pulling faces at some of the obviously foreign flavours.


Emma Granger stared in surprise at the teenager and young child on her doorstep. The older boy fidgeted slightly and gave her a nervous smile.

"Hello Mrs. Granger, I was wondering if Hermione is home? I'm a friend from school, my name's,"

"Harry Potter," Emma finished for him, only one of Hermione's friends fit his appearance and the teen nodded. "Please come in. Hermione talks about you and Ron all the time, but she never mentioned you have a little brother." Emma smiled and stood aside so the teen could enter.

"Actually I don't. That's why I'm here."

That raised her curiosity, but she called for her daughter. Hermione froze on the stairs when she saw the visitor before running down them.

"Harry!" She threw her arms around him as best as she could with the child in his arms.

"Hey Mione."

"How have you been? You're eating properly aren't you? Who's the gorgeous little kid?" Hermione babbled much to Emma's amusement.

"He's kind of why I'm here. Could we sit somewhere?"

"Use the lounge room Hermione, I'll be in the kitchen if you need me," Emma smiled at the two before leaving the room.


"What's going on Harry?" Hermione watched as Harry put the child on the floor and the boy immediately pushed to his feet, toddling around the room.

"His name's Sasuke. I found him this morning on my doorstep. Something drew me there and he was curled up asleep. He speaks but it's not English. I'm pretty sure he's been asking about his family though; you can tell by the tone."

"Who would leave such a young child on someone's doorstep though?" Hermione asked and then blushed as Harry arched an eyebrow. "Okay, except Dumbledore."

"At least he left me with a note," Harry shrugged slightly.

"There was nothing with him?" She pressed and he shook his head.

"Just what he's wearing. I didn't know what to do so I came to you. I didn't want to go to someone in the wizarding world unless I have to, and you are my best friend."

"You don't need the extra publicity after everything that's been happening lately that's for sure." Hermione paused to think. "We need to check with missing persons, see if anyone has reported a missing boy. How old do you think he is?"

"No clue, I figured you'd know more about this."

"Mum? Can you help us?" they waited for her Mum to re-join them. "How old would you say Sasuke is?"


Emma watched as the child toddled over to Harry, squealing as he fell into waiting arms. She smiled at the look on the teens face at the trust the little boy put in him.

"At least 18 months, maybe as old as three years. Hermione what's going on?" Emma sat as the two explained. "It's obvious you've already earned his trust Harry, so I don't suggest removing him from you until we find his family. I don't like the fact that you found him where you did but it is possible he wandered there himself and simply fell asleep."

Harry shook his head. "The wards would have alerted me. The fact that they didn't has me more than a little worried. I have no clue how to look after a child, and what do I do once school starts if we haven't found his family?"

"We'll help you dear. You were right about keeping this quiet though." They fell quiet as Sasuke began talking, Hermione and Emma listening closely.

Hermione suddenly grinned. "It's Japanese, I'm sure of it."

"So he's Asian. How'd he get here?" Harry had a completely lost look on his face and under different circumstances it would have been very funny.

"From what you've said, magic. Is there a Japanese Ministry you can contact and ask if any children have vanished lately? I may not know much about magic, but if it brought him to you, there must be a reason for it," Emma offered.

Harry looked at Sasuke who scrambled into his lap. "At least he's toilet trained.

That had Emma and Hermione laughing.


Harry watched as Sasuke explored what had once been his spare room and was now a child's room. In the last three weeks their enquiries had found nothing. It was as if Sasuke had simply appeared out of thin air. Harry was just glad he'd finally finished the room; hopefully Sasuke would actually sleep in it. The Grangers had been lifesavers; he didn't know what he would have done without their help.

He smiled as Sasuke latched onto a stuffed black dog he'd bought on a whim because it looked like Padfoot. He wished Sirius were there, the few vague memories he had of the time before the Dursley's were of him playing with him. Sasuke held out his arms and Harry bent to pick him up.

"Nii-san," the toddler said.

Harry grabbed the Japanese-English dictionary Hermione had bought him and looked it up. He froze and then looked at Sasuke before smiling. Sasuke was looking at him curiously but then smiled as he saw Harry smiling.

"Nii-san sounds good." Harry flipped through the opposite end of the dictionary to make it easier to find what he wanted to say. "Otouto?"

Sasuke squealed and threw his little arms around Harry.

"Must have said it right." Harry threw Sasuke up into the air, earning shrieks of delighted laughter. Harry smiled softly, little brother it was. He'd give Sasuke the life he'd never had the chance to have as a child.


Harry walked into Gringotts, hood up and Sasuke held firmly in his arms. He didn't want anyone except the goblins knowing he was there; it was too dangerous with Voldemort active. He lifted his hood enough for his green eyes and distinctive scar to be seen and then followed the goblin further into the bank.

"What can we do for you today Mr. Potter?" The aging goblin asked.

"What do I need to do to add someone to my account and to make a will?" he asked, earning an arched eyebrow from the goblin, so Harry opened his cloak to reveal Sasuke. "Also, is there a way to add someone to a family, like an adoption or something?"

"The child is not yours then?"

"Not by blood. He was left with me by magic itself."

The goblin stared in shock for a few seconds before nodding. "Would you be adopting him as your son?"

"Whatever's the best. Son or sibling, it doesn't matter as long as it is safe and unable to be contested."

"The safest way would be through blood adoption, making him a Potter and your son in the eyes of the law and magic. He would be your heir. There is no way such an adoption can be contested or undone. The process itself is considered something of a grey area by the Ministry, only barely legal."

"When can it be done?" He honestly didn't care what the Ministry thought of him.

"Now if you wish. The adoption will automatically add him to all of your accounts and set up a trust fond for his schooling."

"Good. I'll still need to see about a will."

"Of course, I will have the basics drawn up while you undergo the ritual."

"Thank you for your help." Harry stood and followed another goblin out of the room.


Harry simply stared as Fudge began to squirm. He could practically feel the amusement coming from one of the Aurors stationed in the room while the other was busy practising his death glare on Harry. Not that its very effective on a person who'd faced a hundred Dementors plus Voldemort and his Inner Circle at various times. He vaguely recognised the man as one of the newer Order members before the group was officially disbanded after Dumbledore's incarceration.

He squeezed Sasuke's hand gently as the toddler began to fidget. Poor kid had no clue what was going on and had been scared since the Aurors had intercepted them as they were leaving the bank. The adoption ritual had gone off without a hitch and already Harry could feel changes in the child's magic, not that he had much.

Harry himself found it ridiculous that the head of his government was intimidated by a fifteen year old who hadn't even finished school yet but, then again, he was the Boy-Who-Lived. He wondered what amazing and totally far-fetched abilities the papers had attributed him with this week.

"I'm assuming there's a reason we're here Minister," Harry stated calmly, not wanting to upset the toddler. The last thing he needed was for Sasuke to start screaming or something.

"Of course Harry, of course. Now, we realise of course that as you have been legally emancipated in both worlds you no longer need to reside with your relatives it is believed that the Ministry at least should be informed as to your living arrangements. After all you are only fifteen."

"A fifteen year old with a psychotic mass murder after him and one who will be sixteen in two days. No Minister, I will not be telling anyone where I live. For my own safety and theirs. If that is all we need to do some shopping." Harry stood, turning to leave.

"And the child is?"

"Mine, legally and by blood now. Good day Minister. And I better not see anything dealing with my brother in the Prophet or you will be hearing from the Potter family solicitors. Gentlemen." Harry walked out of the room, Sasuke clinging to him tightly.

"It's okay Sasuke. Come on, we need to get you some things and Nii-san needs some more food before we have to eat Hagrid's cakes."

Sasuke giggled at the face Harry pulled.


Hermione smiled as Harry opened his presents, a little bit of icing smeared on his cheek, an excited Sasuke on his lap. It hurt, to know this was the first real Birthday party her best friend had had since his parents had been killed. She had plans for the Dursley's once she was seventeen and no longer subject to the trace. Nothing dangerous, but they deserved to be taught a lesson.

It would be even better if Ron and their other friends were present but for safety's sake it was better that they weren't. The more people who knew the secret, the easier it would be for someone to be followed. Even if they wouldn't be able to see the house, they'd then know where it was. She wasn't much fonder of portkeys than Harry, but he'd given her and her parents each their own. They were helping him with Sasuke so being able to come and go was handy, but it was also a way to escape if attacked. They would be safe at Harry's should that happen since Muggle residences weren't legally allowed to be warded. That was a law that should change but never would so long as unmarked Death Eaters and supporters were throughout the Ministry.


Harry stared at the ceiling, holding his breath, but the house remained quiet. Good, he hadn't woken Sasuke tonight. He sat up and shakily grabbed the glass of water he'd left beside the bed. The nightmares were now coming every night. Sometimes he'd relieve the events of the graveyard, the DoM or even his parent's deaths. None of them led to a pleasant night's sleep that was certain. The worst by far was seeing Sirius falling to his death over and over and then being possessed by Voldemort. At least he hadn't had any visions since throwing the other wizard out of his head.

He missed Sirius so much, even if his death had led to such a good change in Harry's life. His emancipation and being able to leave the Dursley's, getting out from under Dumbledore's thumb and having the freedom to train were all good things but he missed the Animagus fiercely. Remus tried, but he was struggling with his own grief at losing his last school friend, the closest he had to a pack. Harry didn't know what he would have done if Sasuke had not appeared, maybe that was why he had, to keep him from wallowing in guilt and grief. Looking after the insanely curious toddler was definitely a full time job and Harry was worried about what would happen when he returned to school. Would Sasuke be allowed to go with him?

So much had changed since the fight at the DoM. He remembered trashing Dumbledore's office, hearing the prophecy and then being called to the Ministry to testify about the events of the night and then at a posthumous trial for Sirius where he had been found innocent and Dumbledore's fall had started. Surely the man had realised that pushing for Sirius to be incarcerated without a trial would come back to bite him one day? Dumbledore had realised that if Sirius had raised Harry he would have come to Hogwarts prepared for his place in their world and wouldn't have been the naïve, easily manipulated, orphan he wanted.

The Potter's will had been found and read, revealing that Harry should never have gone to the Dursley's, there was a whole list of people to take him in if Sirius was unable too. It turned out the man had also manipulated events every year to test his weapons growth, putting a school full of children under his care at risk. Needless to say he wouldn't be seeing daylight any time soon. It saddened him that the man he had once seen as almost a grandfather had done so much to him without his knowledge and for that he almost hated the man.

As soon as all the wills had been read Harry had wasted no time in getting out of the hellhole he'd once called 'home'. With the help of some Polyjuice he'd purchased his small two-story house, and then had it warded by Gringotts employees who had then had themselves Obliviated so that they could not give his location away. It also helped that the house was under the Fidelius, and that he was his own secret keeper, so there was no chance of another Pettigrew incident.

Deciding he wasn't going to be getting anymore sleep for a while he slipped out of bed and down the hall to check on his son/brother. The adoption may have made Sasuke his son, but Harry had decided to keep their relationship as that of brothers. After all having a kid only thirteen years younger than him just felt weird. He smiled at the sight of Sasuke curled up under his blankets holding a stuffed wolf Harry had named Moony while the stuffed Padfoot and a stuffed Prongs lay nearby seemingly keeping guard over the newest Potter. Still smiling he closed the door and headed for his small study/library to write a letter requesting a meeting with the new Headmistress within the next week or two. He needed to organise Sasuke's situation for the coming school year as soon as possible.


Minerva McGonagall, newest Headmistress of Hogwarts couldn't help but stare in shock as her favourite student walked into her office with a toddler situated in some sort of carrier attached to his back. Surely he was too young for a child of such an age? Harry grinned sheepishly at her and her heart froze.

"Relax Professor. Meet Sasuke Sirius Potter, my little brother and technically adopted son."

"How?" Was all she managed to get out.

"Found him on the doorstop. When I couldn't find his family I decided to take him in. Magic gave him to me, and I will not let anyone take him from me," he stated firmly as he removed the boy from the carrier so that he could sit, holding the toddler in his lap. "I know looking after a child is a huge responsibility, especially considering my age and circumstances but I have help. He's also why I'm here."

"You want to know your options once school returns." That was rather obvious.

"I still have two years left and I need to finish them, but I don't know how I can leave him for such long periods."

"You wouldn't be the first student parent although traditionally it is usually girls who end up in this situation. The school has made provisions before for such circumstances, so I see no reason why we can't adjust them for your situation," she offered. "You wouldn't be able to stay in your dorm obviously, however there are rooms set aside near each dorm for such purposes. Sasuke would not be able to attend classes with you but the house elves are perfectly capable of caring for him during that time. He would be allowed to attend meals with you."

"That sounds good. Am. I able to bring in tutors for him? His native language is actually Japanese so we're both going to end up bilingual in the end. I don't want to rob him of his heritage by only teaching him English; I want him to learn about his parent's culture."

"That can be arranged Harry. Since the train may prove to stressful and dangerous would you prefer to arrive the day before so that you can settle him in without the distraction of your fellow students?"

"That would be great. Thank you Professor." He looked utterly relieved and she hated to, but she did wonder, how would Albus have reacted? What would he have made Harry agree to in order to keep his son with him at the school?

"Harry? How are you coping, honestly? This summer hasn't been the easiest for you." She was really concerned for him; his parents had been some of her favourite students and she berated herself every day for allowing Albus to leave their son with those horrid Muggles. When he'd shown up on September 1st, so much smaller and thinner than the others in his year…well, she'd done what she could when having to work around Albus, but it had never been enough. She still felt guilty for ignoring Harry's concerns about the Stone that year and then the bullying the next year.

"I…it's been hard but Sasuke has been a great help. Caring for him has pulled me out of the funk I was in. He's a great kid and I love him. I'm still dealing with the whole Dumbledore mess; I still can't believe what he was doing. I thought he really cared about me," Harry finally admitted, pulling out a toy for the boy to play with.

"Albus managed to fool us all Harry. I'm only sorry I never saw it. I argued with him that night but in the end I gave in. if I hadn't…"

"It wouldn't have changed anything Professor. Thanks for the help, I need to get home before Sasuke realises its past his lunch time." Harry smiled and then left before she could say anything else. It was so hard to get the boy to open up that she was surprised he'd said as much as he had but perhaps Sasuke was helping him to open up more.


Remus stared at the dark haired child in Harry's arms. He could tell they were related, he could smell it, but how? He'd locked himself away in his grief and that hadn't been fair to Harry, the kid was all he had left, and he'd abandoned him again.

"Remus, meet Sasuke Potter. Sasuke, this is your Uncle Moony," Harry introduced the two.

"Moony?" the boy asked, holding out…a stuffed wolf and Remus chuckled.

"Harry, I…"

"It's okay Remus, you're here now."


Harry smiled and pointed out various things around the Great Hall in a mixture of English and hesitant Japanese to his otouto. He could already hear the other students approaching and was trying to keep Sasuke occupied so that he didn't have time to get scared by the noise or numbers. It worked until the doors opened. As the students spilled in Sasuke was suddenly in his arms, head buried in his robes. He held him tightly, whispering encouragements as the students fell silent at the sight of Harry Potter with a child half buried in his school robes.

A scared but hesitant whisper reached the boy-who-lived. "Nii-san."

He hugged the toddler even closer, murmuring reassurances as Hermione and Ron pushed their way through the crowd and to their friend's side.

"Hello Sasuke. It's okay little one." Hermione encouraged quietly.

Slowly a dark head emerged, and dark eyes blinked at her before the toddler threw himself at his 'aunt'. "Mione." The toddler squealed; the crowd forgotten at the sight of another familiar figure.

She laughed and caught the boy, letting him cuddle close.

"Sasuke this is Ron, he's our friend," Harry explained seriously.

Dark eyes studied the red head before he was given a hesitant smile. "Ron?" Sasuke looked to his brother to make sure he'd gotten it right and grinned as the older boy nodded and smiled back.

"So who'd you knock up Potter?"

Sasuke clung tighter to Hermione at the tone of Malfoy's voice. Harry stood calmly but protectively in front of his small family. He levelled chilling green eyes on the blond and the other boy actually took a step back.

"Leave my brother alone Malfoy. My family life is none of your business," Harry's voice was as cold as his eyes and Sasuke whimpered, burrowing into Hermione's robes.

The blond sneered but left and Harry waited a few seconds before sitting down and reaching for his brother. Hermione handed the protesting toddler over and Harry pulled him in close.

"Shhh, it's okay otouto. I love you kiddo." Harry rocked the shaking boy for a bit, but he wouldn't calm. He looked to the head table and met the concerned eyes of McGonagall. She nodded and Harry stood, easily holding the crying boy, leaving the Great Hall for their rooms. So much for an uneventful year, not even the first day of classes and Malfoy was causing him problems.


Harry collapsed on his bed exhausted from a full day of classes. He'd just started to drift off when something slammed into his stomach. He sat up; wand ready and then flopped backwards amidst Sasuke's giggles.

"Yeah, yeah, laugh it up. Wait till you have to spend all day in class." Harry grumbled earning more giggles. Sasuke's grasp of English had come a long way in the last three months so that his language skills were fairly equal in both languages. "Did you have fun with Uncle Moony today?" That got a happy nod and he was thankful that Remus had agreed to serve as Sasuke's tutor. Since he wasn't living in the Castle, interacting with the students, or employed by the school, there wasn't much the Ministry could say or do.

"Nii-san grumpy." The toddler stated making Harry laugh.

"Yeah, guess I am. Snape's being a bas…meanie."

"Naughty Snape. Spank?"

Harry cracked up at the mental image that caused. "No, we can't spank Snape. He's a teacher," he explained, trying to calm down.

"Gongall spank?"

Harry had finally stopped laughing but that made him laugh even harder. He really didn't need to think about McGonagall spanking Snape. "Adults don't get spanked kiddo," Harry explained, sitting up and lifting Sasuke off of him placing him on the bed. "Hang on, aren't you meant to be in bed by now?"

Sasuke 'eeped' as Harry got ready to pounce and ran as fast as his little legs could carry him into his own bedroom. But he only made it half way before he was grabbed and lifted into the air to hang upside down over Harry's shoulder. Squealing in laughter Sasuke began squirming to get down but Harry held on tightly and then dropped him down onto his bed.

"Story?" Harry got the book out and opened it to where he'd left off the night before. He'd only read ten pages before noticing the boy was asleep. He smiled and put the book away before bending to kiss his little brother goodnight and then left the room.