Harry Potter/Naruto crossover

I do not own Harry Potter nor do I own Naruto. I make no monetary gains from this piece. All places, people and ideas that I do own will be listed at the bottom of the chapter. I own this story so no touchies please. Try to sue and you’ll just get the dead moth in my wallet 8)

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When Petunia Catherin Dursley – nee Evans, awoke to her infant nephew on the porch, she did the only thing she could think of that would keep the Freaks happy and the boy as far away as possible. She writes to her estranged older sister Rosemary, who eloped to the Far East with a foreigner some years before Lily was invited to attend Hogwarts and asks her to take the boy in.

Three years later, that letter finally reaches Rosemary Elizabeth Evans – in Konohagakure no Sato.

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A Mile in Your Eyes

Chapter Three

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When leaving the Hokage Tower the two of them had run into Team Ten on their way to pick up a new mission, Amaya had promptly hidden himself behind Sakura’s legs shyly as he peeked up at the three teenagers and their teacher with large green eyes.

“Eh?” Ino blinked, staring down at the child, “Since when did you have a kid?” She demanded, goggling at Harry who retreated even further behind the pinkette nervously, not liking the way the blonde girl was looking at him, “He looks like a perfect mix of you and Sasuke-kun!”

Sakura growled at her, making Ino lean back in surprise, “He is my cousin Ino-pig. And he looks nothing like Sasuke!” She snapped, turning and picking the four-year-old up, glowering at her friend as the boy hid his face in her neck, “Its alright Harii, Ino is just stupid. She’s harmless really; none of them will ever hurt you. I promise.”

Amaya peeked out of her hair and studied the four people in front of him, the blonde girl looked a little embarrassed but she didn’t seem to be really mean, a bored looking boy was watching him critically with his hands in his pockets and a large brown haired boy was smiling warmly at him, his oddly patterned cheeks dimpling slightly, making Harry smile back at him out of reflex before shyly hiding himself again. The older one, their teacher, was smiling too, an odd expression on his face, he used to have a cigarette in his mouth but he’d quickly taken it out and stomped on it when he’d seen him, maybe he didn’t like smoking around children?

“Amaya, this is Ee-no Yah-man-kah,” Sakura introduced, pointing to the blonde haired girl who waved and smiled at him,

“Hajimemashite!” She greeted chirpily.

“Shee-kah-ma-roo Nah-rah.” The lazy looking boy just nodded, “Cho-jee Ah-kee-mee-chee,” The brown haired boy smiled at him,

“Tabeka?” He asked, offering a packet of crisps to the child who smiled but shook his head.

“And lastly, Ah-suu-mah Sah-roo-toe-bee, their teacher. Everyone, this is my cousin Haruno Amaya, formerly Potteru Harii.” Sakura introduced, taking Harry’s hand and waving it to them, the child giggled slightly and pulled his hand away before hiding again.

“I didn’t know your mom had a sibling.” Chouji admitted.

“Neither did I. But apparently she has two younger sisters, Amaya is her youngest sister’s son, unfortunately Lily-bachan died meaning he was given to her other sister Petunia, who isn’t very nice at all.” She bit out irritably as she ran her fingers through her cousin’s hair, “Needless to say, he’s staying with us now. Okaachan and I are taking him out shopping later today for some clothes and toys.” She explained, nuzzling Harii’s hair.

Ino clapped her hands excitedly, “I think no one has any missions tomorrow, why don’t we have an official welcoming party? Kiba can bring his little cousin Minato to meet Amaya!”

Sakura shook her head, “Minato has flu, he won’t be able to join us.” She reminded her, working in the Hospital meant that when the young Inuzuka had fallen ill, his cousin flew into a panic and promptly rushed the youngster to her for a check up, dreading the worst. As far as she knew, Shino was still teasing him in his own special way about the incident. If Team 7 was known as the most broken of the Rookies, then Team 8 would be known as the one that stuck together the most.

Ino pouted, “Well, maybe some other time then?” She suggested brightly, making Sakura smile.

“Thanks Ino-pig.”

“Well, it was nice seeing you again Sakura-kun, Amaya-chan, we should get going, there’s a B-rank in there with our name on it.” Asuma-sensei announced with an easy going grin on his face.

Sakura nodded and stepped aside, “It was nice seeing you again too Asuma-sensei. Give Kurenai-san our best and to pop-round if she has any concerns.” It was early days, and quite by accident, but a scant few days before Sakura left to go and pick up Harry the Genjutsu Mistress dropped in at the Clinic and asked for a check up. Due to how sensitive most Jounin were of their Chakra systems and of their bodies, it came as no surprise that a Kunoichi of Kurenai’s calibre could sense that something wasn’t quite right with her body anymore, it was however a great surprise when all the tests came back claiming that she was roughly about a week pregnant. By the son of a certain Monkey Summoning Kage. She was still in her first trimester but being a first time mother was a little nerve wracking – add to that, she couldn’t take on any missions with half her Chakra being used to support and nurture the baby growing within her – the young Jounin was a little twitchy, though she hardly showed it.

Asuma blushed slightly and smiled awkwardly as the rest of Team Ten merely smiled knowingly as they waved and moved off into the tower.

“Well Amaya-chan, let’s go and pick up Okaachan. Can leave her on her own too long; never know what kind of trouble she’ll get herself into.” The Chuunin announced, rubbing her nose against her little cousin’s, prompting a giggle and a nod.

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After meeting up with Kaede, the group of three moved through the Konoha market place looking for clothes, toys, furniture and books for the four-year-old, as well as foods he would probably recognise and trust enough to eat. But he was surprisingly compliant, the only time he really made any indication of desiring something was when he caught sight of a stag from one of the Nara herds, he had been absolutely enthralled by the animal when he caught sight of it, enough for Sakura to pick him up and introduce him to the beast who tried to chew on a strand of dark unruly hair. While she couldn’t give him one of Shikamaru’s deer – though she was fairly sure he wouldn’t mind getting rid of the troublesome animals – she was able to find him a stuffed plushie stag and a large orange toad which reminded her so much of Naruto that she just couldn’t resist.

Amaya ended up falling asleep, curled up in Sakura’s arms a few hours in, several of the Shop keepers cooing in delight of the young child.

Sakura’s father ended up showing up not long later, he gladly accepted the four-year-old and trailed along after his wife and daughter with a small indulgent little smile as they debated over little outfits, one or two more soft toys, Sakura wanted to get him a few rubber Kunai but Kaede wasn’t too sure about him becoming a Shinobi at the moment, a number of books were bought as both his Kaede and Sakura-hime were avid book lovers, and if anyone caught Takeshi sneaking in a toy train no one commented.

Sakura giggled happily as they carefully set the four-year-old down on her bed, now they just had to decorate his room and get his picture taken for his records and then he would truly be her younger brother instead of just her cousin.

Kaede laughed and shook her head, “Alright Sakura-chan, you can paint his room, just... not pink, please?” She suggested teasingly with a broad smile when her daughter huffed and glowered at her. She knew that boys didn’t like their rooms to be pink – listening to Kiba shouting at Naruto for painting his entire room pink while they were in the Academy was not only educational in terms of a boy’s like and dislikes, but it also expanded her vocabulary in... surprising ways.

The young Chuunin decided to give him a nice warm room, one that could be gender neutral at first glance; she made copious use of her ability to walk on walls and the ceiling during the painting process. The walls were painted in a rich butter yellow colour with goldish-orange skirting boards, the ceiling a dark midnight blue with glow in the dark stars glued across it and even splatters of silver glitter to recreate the night sky as accurately as she could. Setting the clothes they’d picked up into the draws she then went about cutting the legs from the desk and the chair so they would be high enough for a little person like Amaya to get up into them to do his homework, then she set out his little futon with his deer, his toad and his rabbit plushie upon it and began to put away the other knick-knacks they’d picked out – Sakura put the rubber Kunai and Shuriken on the bookcase right in front of the basic Ninja scrolls for the Academy, she wanted her Cousin to become a Shinobi but it was his choice, call her snobby but she didn’t think she could stand to watch Amaya waste his life away as a civilian doing little more than serving tables or whatever it was he finally chose to do.

“Sa...kura?” A small voice asked from the doorway, making the pinkette smile and turn.

“What do you think Amaya-chan?” She asked, sweeping him up into a hug, “This is your room now. We just have to wait a while for the paint to dry before you can sleep in here.”

Green eyes widened, “T-This is mine? For me?” He squeaked in shock, staring around the bestest room he’d ever laid his eyes on – not even Dudley’s was this good, sure it was smaller but it was way prettier and he even had his own special ‘Harry’ sized table and chair for him to do his drawing on!

“Yup. This is your room now Amaya-chan, you’ll be able to sleep in it tomorrow but tonight you’ll be with me again, why don’t you pick out one of your toys to take to bed with you and then we’ll go take a bath? How does that sound?” the Chuunin asked placing her cousin down onto the floor.

Harry’s beaming grin told her enough.

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Four-year-old Harry James Potter, now Haruno Amaya was just... there were no words apart from ‘deliriously happy’ to describe his emotions right now.

Two and a half months ago he had been the Dursleys’ slave in all but name, cooking, cleaning, gardening, things that no four-year-old should be doing in a normal family. Then Sakura-oneechan came and rescued him along with Kakashi-ojichan, they took him away from the Dursleys to a place where it was always sunny and bright and even if he couldn’t understand the language, everyone was nice to him. The beautiful lady in the hat who liked bugs would sneak him sweets when she thought the pretty dark haired lady with the pig wasn’t looking, he would always giggle because the pretty lady would wink and smile at him from where she was reading a scroll and pretending not to pay attention. He thought their names were Suenadie and Shesunay but he knew his accent was terrible so he kept calling them pretty and beautiful so he wouldn’t upset them by getting their names wrong. Sakura-oneechan thought it was sweet and Kakashi-ojichan thought it was hilarious.

Ino-chan was nice, when she found out that he knew about flowers she took him to her house, he’d never seen so many pretty flowers before in his life, he also met Ino-chan’s mother who was very pretty as well. Everyone in this country was really pretty and really nice.

Then there was some kind of party in a park – at least he thought it was a park, but he didn’t think that parks had trees whose bark had been ripped and scarred by those knives and little metal star things. He met all of Sakura-oneechan’s friends, save for two, the ones she liked best, he overheard someone saying that one of them was away learning things while the other had run off and left them because he wanted to get strong enough to kill someone. It scared him and made him sad that Sakura-oneechan’s friend wanted to kill someone and decided to abandon her to do it, obviously he just wasn’t a very good friend and he told her this, making the boy with the triangle marks on his cheeks laugh once someone had explained just what it was Amaya had said. Sakura-oneechan looked sad for a bit until he told her that he wasn’t going to run off and no one else here was so she should forget about him and stay here with her real friends. It was a rather awkward moment that was broken when the blind boy with the funny white bathrobe started to clap, he had very long hair, was he pretending to be a girl?

He met Lee-san who he could tell really liked Sakura-oneechan, and he did scare him at first but he became one of his favourite people very quickly, he was lots of fun and he was always nice. Out of all the group, the one person he liked the least had to have been the one in the bathrobe, he looked kinda mean and he got all nasty to the boy with the triangles on his cheeks when he said something, he looked like he was joking but the other boy still got angry. A fight nearly broke out when another blind person broke in, her voice was very quiet and she looked scared, Sakura-oneechan explained that her family was practically royalty in the village and that she was the daughter of the clan head, that made her a Princess right?

Wow, he knew a real life Princess!

Kakashi had to shake his head with a snort of laughter as he watched the Rookies interact with the four-year-old, he wasn’t even a tenth of Jiraiya’s age and he was already having more luck with the ladies.

The Copy Ninja sat back beside the other Jounin, watching the exchange between the child and Hinata who instantly went bright red, the way the girls all cooed and visibly turned to mush – even Tenten – and the jaws of all the boys’ dropped, some in disbelief, some in admiration. Sakura was trying not to laugh as she listened to her cousin scold Neji for being mean to the Princess, oh this was priceless, he was never going to live this down.

The rest of the party went fantastically well, Ino and Shino had stepped away form the main group to talk business – the Yamanka were interested in having the Aburame using their insects to help in their plant green houses and the Aburame were interested in some rare plants that some of their Kikai were particularly fond of – Sakura was chatting quietly with Chouji and Shikamaru while Harry followed Hinata around like a puppy much to Kiba and Neji’s amusement and lastly, Tenten was using Lee for senbon practice while the Jounin lounged in the shade of a near-by tree each doing their own thing. Gai was doing push-ups on his fingertip, Kurenai and Asuma were snuggling and Kakashi was giggling over his little orange book.

There was a tiny bit of drama involving Akamaru suddenly appearing and terrifying Amaya into dragging Hinata behind Sakura, he was scared of dogs, especially big ones, after what Ripper did to him he didn’t trust the animals. It took ten minutes for them to convince Harry that Akamaru wasn’t going to hurt him, during that time the whole story of Aunt Marge and Ripper came out and both Sakura and Kiba looked murderous. But Akamaru was very careful and stayed quiet; he laid down and let Amaya come to him, he didn’t move or bark to do anything besides wag his tail and lick the boy’s hand when it got a little too close to his mouth, Amaya giggled hesitantly but quickly withdrew his hand. It looked like it was going to take a while before the child felt comfortable around dogs again but Kiba and Akamaru were determined to practically adopt the four-year-old into the clan after hearing that story. (Sakura threatened to neuter them if they ever kidnapped her cousin and the two nodded, shifting themselves carefully to protect that particular area, Kurenai laughed from where she was under the tree.)

Harry slept like a log that night, thoroughly worn out by all the excitement.

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It had been a week since he’d met all of the other Rookies, Sakura-oneechan was busy with Tsu-Na-De (he was finally getting the pronunciation of people’s names and such right) and Shi-Zu-Ne training in being a doctor, Kaede-okaachan was working at the flower shop with Ino-chan’s okaachan, Takeshi-Otousan was working on building someone’s house, which meant one of the Rookies had to babysit him.

Team 8 were out on a retrieval mission in Kusa no Kuni, meaning there was no Hinata-hime or Kiba-oniichan or Shino-san, Team Ten were also on a Mission, an Escort one up to Waterfall Country so no Ino-chan or Chouji-nii. Which left...

Team Gai.

Neji wasn’t all that enthusiastic about watching him, he was still a little miffed about being told off – about what he had no idea, he didn’t speak the child’s insanely complicated language, but he was well versed enough in body language to know that he was being scolded, by a four-year-old. Lee was ecstatic; he would be seeing the inside of his beautiful Sakura-chan’s home and not only that! She trusted him enough to care for and protect her precious little cousin-now-younger-brother, this was surely a sign from the Kami’s that their love was blossoming like the Konoha Lotus! Tenten didn’t mind, she liked the kid but she would rather have been training, after all, kid games couldn’t be all that fun and from what she saw he was a quiet and timid little thing so she doubted if he would be interested in a game of battle-tag. Plus, she kinda got the feeling Sakura would kill her if they played that.

When they’d arrived, the four-year-old was sat quietly in his room practising his Hiragana carefully, he was making a mess of the ink but he was managing to turn out some half decent characters, especially considering how he had only been learning the language for just over two months. Tenten grinned at his room, she liked it, there were drawings up on the walls too that she recognised as being done by a child, most of them in a strange blue ink on oddly lined and textured paper but she recognised the things on it. A butterfly, a book, a family sat at the table with a small figure stood in the background looking sad, a woman with a smile – this one had red ink for the hair so she guessed it was either Kaede-san or his mother.

They left him to it, Tenten deciding to use the back garden to practice her senbon targeting skills, Lee could do his usual push-ups and sit ups and Neji could do whatever it was that Neji usually did but occasionally using his Byakugan to check on Amaya.

They had been lounging around for about an hour; Tenten unsealing a target to practice on while Lee did his push ups and sit ups, Neji meditated quietly on the porch, occasionally allowing himself to turn his Byakugan behind him into the house to check on the child. He didn’t know how the four-year-old managed to sneak up on him but one moment he was pondering the deep and unexplainable tangles of Fate and the next he was aware of a little face peering at him from behind the door frame, large green eyes slightly wary as they observed him curiously.

He allowed himself to study the child without the boy being aware of the scrutiny, he was a tiny thing, he was supposed to be four-years-old but he looked closer to that of a two maybe a three-year-old, his hair was an unruly mess of dark ebony black, it would look very nice if the child allowed it to grow long – it would also probably lie flat, he refrained from smiling slightly. He had the classic Haruno green eyes, if a slightly darker and richer shade than Sakura's, he actually looked a fair bit like her if one took into account his not so high hair line and childish features. Anyone with eyes could see that he would be a very attractive young man when he grew up, Neji suppressed his smirk, another fangirl magnet, oh dear. Poor girls would never know what hit them if Sakura caught them.

But he did see the worrying evidence of neglect, a slightly pinched quality to his cheeks and body, his wrists were alarmingly thin add to that, his Byakugan had picked out some rather unpleasant looking scars on his right leg, scars that looked as though he had been mauled by an animal. No doubt that Ripper canine his Aunt set on him.

He watched as green eyes slid past him and watched each of his teammates with innocent curiosity and wariness, Neji turned to face the child noting how he flinched immediately and withdrew slightly, he offered the boy a smile and watched as he cautiously tipped forward, rather like a stray cat, and hesitantly made his way over.

“Good morning.” He greeted softly, patting the wood beside him.

Amaya paused, biting his lower lip but obediently sat down, “W-where Sakura-neechan?” He asked, body tense as if preparing to dodge a blow and run away.

Neji sighed, he felt bad for the child but abuse was not uncommon in the Hidden Countries, he seemed to be handling it better than most though, “Sakura-san had training with the Hokage. She asked us to babysit you.”

“Training?” He asked, not recognising the word(1).

“Practising to get better.” He elaborated, knowing that the child would understand those words.

He was quiet for a time, watching Tenten throwing her senbon before, “Is Tenten-san training?” He asked curiously.

Neji smiled, bright child, “Yes. She likes training.”

“Is it good?”

“Yes.” He answered easily enough, watching from the corner of his eye as the boy watched her intently, she looked like she was having fun, and she was hitting the middle of the red dot everytime.

Tenten glanced up, she had been feeling someone watching her for a while but assumed it was just Neji using his Byakugan, she didn’t expect to see Amaya-chan watching her on the porch beside him. The two looked oddly at home together and she chuckled slightly, “Ohaiyo Amaya-chan.” She greeted, watching as he smiled back, poor kid was probably bored of doing his letters all day. She paused thoughtfully, they needed something to keep him busy... Come to think of it, she’d seen the rubber kunai in his bedroom along with the basic scrolls, that meant that Sakura was hoping to put him in for the Ninja Academy when he was old enough... why not get a leg up on the competition?

“Hey Maya-chan, wanna learn how to throw senbon?” She asked, holding the needle up, she refrained from giggling when she saw the bemused look the child gave to Neji who simply smiled slightly and gestured with his hand to go and join her. Hesitantly, the dark haired boy made his way over to her, “Here, give me your hand.” She told him, kneeling down and taking his bird-like little hand and gently arranging his fingers around the long sliver of metal. “This is called a Senbon, a needle.”

“Hari? But my name. I’m Hari.(2)” He admitted, Tenten laughed, she’d heard that Sakura had changed his name when she brought him back so he might fit in better with his year-mates, and Haruno Harii just sounded wrong.

“Different meanings little one. Anyway, this is how you hold a senbon, they’re used for lots of things especially in medicine, your sister Sakura likes medicine.” She explained before taking out a needle of her own and casually throwing it, the needle embedded itself into the target with a thick ‘tup’ sound.

Amaya gasped, his eyes going wide, he had barely seen her move!

The next ten minutes were dedicated to Tenten showing the child how to aim and then throw the needle without cutting himself; his first throw didn’t go any further than four feet before landing in the grass. Tenten giggled at the affronted look on the child’s face, maybe the senbon just wasn’t his weapon, she was about to suggest they move onto throwing Kunai but the four-year-old was determined. He marched over and picked up the needle again and threw it, this time it went six feet before hitting the ground, again he retrieved and threw it again.

Harry Potter was a stubborn child, he had been taking care of himself his whole life because no one else would, even though Sakura and her parents had recently begun to try and fill that role for him he was still one of those children who was highly independent and he did not like failing. Failing meant no food and the cupboard, he was determined, he would get this right and he would get that stupid needle to hit the bullseye.

Tenten raised an eyebrow when she caught the rate of improvement the boy was making, the needle was inching its way along the ground towards the target a good ten feet away from them, she glanced over at Neji, at a complete loss for how to deal with this. The jackass merely smirked and shrugged a shoulder, she sighed, apparently she wasn’t going to be getting her target back until the child hit it.

Oh well, it was time for a break anyway.

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The scene that greeted Sakura when she finally got home from her training was one that she would treasure until she was too old to remember much of her life, it was well past lunchtime and her mother was still with Hanako, Ino’s mum, and her father was still busy with that latest contract.

The pink haired Chuunin paused in the doorway of the kitchen and couldn’t help the smile that broke out on her face, the garden was littered with different kinds of weaponry, a target had been painted onto a tree that had a number of kunai and senbon sticking into it and a second target with similar score marks, but it was the middle of the backgarden that had her smiling. Neji and Tenten were busy reading and working on sealing scrolls respectively, but sprawled out on the grass was Lee, he was just smiling and watching the clouds go by with Amaya curled up on his chest, absolutely exhausted and sleeping soundly, a proud little smile on his face. He’d worked hard to get the senbon right, then Ten-chan suggested kunai and he’d worked on that; on seeing his determination, Lee had launched into an impassioned speech about the Fires of Youth and being a Genius of Hardwork, Harry hadn’t understood much of it, he spoke so quickly and so loudly that his limited understanding of the language had difficulties keeping up. But when the dark haired male offered to teach him things as well he’d jumped at the chance, and that was how he began to learn the beginnings of Taijutsu from the dark haired Chuunin.

It was tiring, but a lot more interesting than the curly-noodly letters he had to write out(3).

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Finito. Yes I made Amaya so cute it’s criminal. XDD

(1) Training: Remember, they are speaking in Japanese, a language Harry is unfamiliar with at the moment. But he’s learning fast, like all small children do.

(2) Hari: means Needle, its also a girls’ name 8D

(3) Curly-noodly letters: Hiragana is the curly loopy smooth writing, Katakana seems a little more straight edged and sharp and Kanji is technically Chinese and is hellishly complicated. My Japanese teacher used to come up with pictures to help us remember each hiragana, more than one of them was based on noodles. XDD I miss you Asuko-sensei. Atashi wa Nihongo ga suki desu. (She taught us the polite form more than the others; she said we needed manners, XDD she wasn’t kidding.)

Lots of chapters left to post, but I’m sticking to monthly updates right now. I learned my lesson from Black Birds – I just don’t have the time or the resources to do a one every two weeks update. Not for everything I have. So we’re doing the monthly ones.

See Distance Chapter 3 or my profile for what’s going on in life right now. I can’t be bothered to type it out again.

Araceil

PS: ... Yes. Amaya will eventually go to Hogwarts, and no, he won’t be making friends with anyone (EVIL GRIN).