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~ This story will be slash. It will have the main pairing of Harry Potter/Midoriya Izuku/Shinsou Hitoshi/Todoroki Shouto/Kaminari Denki. It will have a Non-Binary Kaminari and probably a bit of crossdressing on Midoriya’s part. You Have Been Warned.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything that you recognize. I only own the idea for this story and the occasional Oc I pop in.

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After the war, Harry Potter had almost no one left. Then, slowly, everyone else starts to leave him behind. First it was Ron. He got a job and got married to Hermione. His practices with the Chudley Cannons took him away longer and longer before he just stopped showing up. Hermione lasts a little longer, checking up on him to make sure he is eating and sleeping without Dreamless Sleep potion. But, eventually even she stops showing up. 

Andromeda is next, showing on his doorstep with little Teddy Lupin and a baby bag, saying, “I just can't do this again."

He went to bed that night after setting up Teddy's room, woke up the next morning, and there were the Hallows, sitting on his pillow next to him. In between taking care of Teddy and himself, he starts to realize that he doesn't have anything left here and starts to pack his stuff up. He even takes Teddy on a day trip, going to Gringotts to empty out all his vaults. After paying the goblin's back for the property damage of course. He puts everything he isn't taking in a suitcase with an expansion charm on it and places it right inside Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes door. George could probably use most of it.

After the house is packed, he shrinks down the three suitcases full of all of his worldly possessions and picks Teddy up from where he was playing on the floor, and with a sweep of his wand, he has the baby bag packed, slung around his shoulders and calls Death. They arrive in a slow descent into darkness. Shadows gathering into the center of the room in front of Harry.

"Master." they intone with a bit of a raspy quality to the sound of their voice. "Death. You can call me Harry; I don't think calling me master would be very nice for you." Harry replies, to which Death says, "Yes, master." Harry sighs and asks, "Can you take me to another world?" 

"Yes, master." 

"Will you take me to another world?" 

"Yes, master." Death waves their skeleton hand and the world goes dark.

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~ From now on, the chapters will be longer. I will try to post a chapter every other day, but I have school to do so, I don't know how much I will actually stick to that schedule. ~

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When the world went dark, Harry had no idea what was going to be waiting for him. When light and sound started to be filtered in, he realized that the world was spinning. Slowly all of his senses started to come back to him. Teddy was squirming and Harry started to comfort him, slowly rocking him side to side and talking in a soft voice as he observed his surroundings. It’s dark out, but who knows if it’s late or really early.

He quickly puts up a few wards so he can get his bearings without being on guard for others. His heart rate slowly goes back to normal, and he summons Death. “Where are we?” Harry asks calmly, and Death replies, “This world is the same as yours in languages and landmasses, but that is where the similarities end. There is no secret society of Magical people, but the people here are not non-magical. They have special abilities called ‘quirks’. Quirks show up around the age of five, and no person has the exact same quirk as another at one time. Quirks can manifest as anything, powerful, or slightly useful, or sometimes a hindrance. People have been known to have fire-breathing quirks, or growing wings, or even developing traits of a kind of animal. You are currently in Japan.”

Harry takes a minute to process all the information then asks, “So, everyone has a quirk?” “No, some people don’t have one and are called ‘quirkless’. This makes up about 20% of the global population.” Harry nods and says, “Well I better start figuring out how to transfer my magic into something like a quirk. Thank you for your help.” Death bows and intones, “Master.” Before fading out of existence.

Harry looks down at the now sleeping Teddy before picking up the baby bag from where he sat it and carefully taking down his wards and stepping out of the alley he had been delivered to. He looks left and right before deciding to go left towards the larger buildings, hopefully to find a hotel to rest in while he finds a place to live. He would also have to find a Gold buyer as that was what he had the most of.

He sees a small hotel in the distance. As he walks through the door, a woman from the front desk says something Harry doesn’t understand, before he remembers he’s in Japan, and waves his hand and says the incantation for a two-way translation charm. “Hello, I’m in need of a room for a week.” Harry says. “Of course, we have a room available on the 4 th floor.” Harry nods and asks how much before sticking his hand into his bottomless pockets in his pants and summons the needed amount. 

Before he had left his old world, he had taken a fraction of his gold and transferred it into money from the biggest parts of the world, in case the new world used the same kind of money as in this case.

“Here you go.” Harry says and the lady takes the money in return for the keycard to his room. “You wouldn’t happen to know any good real estate agencies, would you? I’m looking for a house.” Harry asks. “Yes, there is one called Colliers International (1) nearby. They are one of the best.” She responds. Harry nods in thanks and heads up to his room where he proceeds to pull out Teddy’s crib and after feeding both Teddy and himself, he changes Teddy into some night clothes and gets a shower. Then he flops onto the bed, ready to start his new life.

(1) Actual place. According to www. Asiapropertyhq .com It is the #1 in Tokyo. 

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When Harry wakes up the next morning he jumps in the shower and gets dressed in some casual clothes. He hears Teddy starting to whine, so he grabs a diaper and a new outfit for him. After changing Teddy and warming up a bottle, he sits in a chair in the kitchen and watches fondly as his tiny godson gulps down the formula.

After Teddy is done Harry burps him and says, “Alright Teddy Bear, let's go see if we can’t find a bank to store our money, see if they can trade the gold for us or if we have to do it ourselves and then find a new home.” Teddy babbles back and Harry smiles and kisses his forehead. 

He grabs all of his stuff and shrinks it before stepping out of the room and down the stairs. After stopping by the front desk and getting directions to a bank that they would recommend, they start heading towards that area.

Eventually Harry sees the sign for the bank the man at the front desk had suggested and heads in to stop at one of the lines. Teddy fusses for a bit but settles down when Harry starts bouncing him in his arms and making funny faces at him. Teddy giggles and starts grabbing Harry's nose and resting his hand on his cheek. 

They finally get to the front of the line and Harry asks what he needs to do to open an account there. The woman hands him a stack of paperwork and tells him to fill it out and return it when he’s done.

Harry nods and heads back to the hotel room. When they get there, Harry sets up Teddy’s playpen and some toys to keep him busy before looking through the paperwork. He does some quick permanent transfiguration to change his official records to something more realistic for this world along with Teddy’s papers. 

He made sure he had everything required by looking it up on the provided laptop in the rooms. He also does some more research on quirks, finding out that some people with particularly useful quirks became heroes. Like, actual superheroes. However, on the flipside, some became villains.

Harry reflects on this before deciding he would help where he could but would not become a hero if he could help it. With his magic, he would get too much scrutiny on what his quirk was and how it could do so many different things. He would probably go with energy manipulation and would say that Teddy was his son and inherited his energy manipulation, but it focuses more on Metamorphmagus like his mother who died in childbirth. He would, of course, tell Teddy stories of his birth parents, but to everyone else, Teddy would be his biologically, which is true, as he had performed a blood adoption a week before they had left the old world.

After filling out all the paperwork and finishing with all the forged documents he and Teddy would need, he again picks up Teddy, packs everything and goes back to the bank which goes half the time it took the first time since he knows where it is. He gets back into line and waits to get to the front and hands the finished papers to the new woman. She looks through it all and determines it is all good. She tells Harry to sit down in the waiting room and someone would be by to take him to meet with a manager.

He amuses himself by playing with Teddy and planning everything he still needs to do. About 20 minutes later, a man calls out his name and he follows to a medium-sized office. “Ah, Potter-sama, how are you today?” The manager is a rather portly man, with a full head of black hair and a genial smile. “I’m doing well Yamamoto-san. I had a few questions though, before we started?” He nods and gestures for Harry to continue. 

“Do you have a service where you can sell gold on my behalf? I got my family inheritance recently, but most of it is in gold, so I have no idea where I could go to exchange it.” Yamamoto-san looks slightly startled and says, “I’m sure we could do that for you, though it may take a while.” Harry nods in agreement and continues with, “I also have quite a bit of foreign currency. I will, of course, need this exchanged.” Harry could see the manager was getting excited as he clearly was dealing with a well-off customer.

“It will get exchanged as soon as possible.” Yamamoto-san says, almost seeming as if he’d be bouncing if he wasn’t in front of a client. “Very good. How soon can I start putting money into my account?” 

“Right now. We made a new account while you were waiting. Now all I need to see is some identification to see you are who you say you are.” Harry nods and pulls out his new birth certificate. It was pretty much the same, but it stated homebirth instead of a hospital (1).

“I would also like to set up a trust fund for my son here.  What paperwork will I need to do this?” Yamamoto-san uses a buzzer on his desk and his assistant comes in and goes back out in search of the necessary documents. “How old is he?” The manager asks, to which Harry responds with, “About a month and a half old.” (2) 

This is when Teddy decides to start turning his hair the favored pink. The manager gasps and exclaims, “He must be very powerful if he’s already showing signs of a quirk!” Harry chuckles and replies, “Yes, he got his hair changing from his mother, who didn’t start showing her quirk ‘til she was three.” He nods and the assistant comes back in, handing the paperwork to Harry, who looks through it then puts it in the baby bag.

They eventually finish all the things needed, and Harry walks back to the Hotel ready to pass out for a good few hours but knows he will be up at various times of the night feeding Teddy. Thankfully he is a quiet baby, only fussy when he is dirty, hungry, or uncomfortable. 

They get into the room and Harry feeds teddy before changing him into his pjs and putting him into his newly resized crib. He goes down quietly, and Harry falls into bed after getting changed himself.

(1) I don’t know what they put down on the birth certificate for homebirth, as all the websites say that the midwife would help with paperwork.

(2) Edward Remus “Teddy” Lupin was born April 30, 1998. The final battle took place two days later, on May 2, 1998. Let’s say Andromeda had Teddy for two weeks after, giving Harry just enough time to recover from his injuries. Then it takes five weeks to get everything together before they leave. Going with the theory that it’s around the year 2400 in MHA when it starts, let’s say they left June 22, 1998, and arrived June 22, 2403. Making everyone in the main relationship for this 17-18.

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After waking up, Harry gets ready for another day of getting things set up. First up, he must take a case of money and gold to the bank, so they can get started on exchanging it and putting it into my account. Once he has gotten himself and Teddy ready and fed, he unshrinks a case and gets his money bag before filling it with as much gold as possible. He puts a feather light charm on it for now, but he would take it off once he got into the office. Then he puts all the currency from other countries in a separate bag.

They head out towards the bank, with Teddy strapped to his chest in a baby sling. Harry gets a few appreciating looks from some women and even a few guys. Once he sees the bank, he starts letting the charm go, so that the weight gradually gets heavier. He didn’t want to have it get all its weight released all at once.

He enters the bank and sees the manager's assistant waiting for him. She leads him into the office and Harry sits the suitcase down on Mr. Yamamoto’s desk. He’s surprised to see someone else with them, with a bit of equipment on a table. 

“Potter-sama, this is Suzuki-san. He will be testing your gold to see how much it is worth. If you could give him a few pieces?” Harry nods and opens the case and shows them the full case. “This is a small percent of the gold I have. I figured it would be better to do it little by little.”

They stare in shock at the case and Suzuki-san takes a few pieces. The first one he examines closely before biting it. Once verifying that it's real, he proceeds to drop it on a weight. “One of these pieces is 3oz, In this case it is around 400 pieces. That means a case is worth about… ¥244,622,464.80.” (1) 

Yamamoto-san turns to Harry and asks, “Potter-san, how many cases of gold do you have?” Harry does some quick thinking and says, “Around 21,367. I have 8,546,825 gold pieces, and if each case holds 400 pieces, yes, 21,367.” Suzuki-san pulls out a calculator and quickly does the math. “That would end up being around… ¥5,226,848,205,381.60!”

Yamamoto-san faints and both Harry and Suzuki-san go to him and wake him up, making sure he doesn't hit his head on anything besides the floor. Eventually he wakes up and sits up. “What happened?” He asks. “We found out Potter-sama is the richest person in Japan.” Suzuki-san says, to which Yamamoto-san gasps again and says, “And he’s in my bank!” Harry and Suzuki-san help him up and he sits back in his seat.

“Potter-sama, do you have any plans on what to do with your money?” Suzuki-san asks, sounding genuinely curious. Harry thinks about it for a minute. “I want to help people. Maybe I’ll open a half-house for the homeless or the poor.” Yamamoto-san looks at Harry in a new light. 

Teddy starts getting fussy, so Harry pulls out a bottle and without a thought warms it with his magic and starts feeding him. “Why isn’t the child with his mother?” Suzuki-san asks, and Harry loses any joy in his face. “His mother died in childbirth. He isn’t old enough to be left with a daycare and I don’t think I would do that anyway if I could help it.” Suzuki-san looks sorry that he asked and apologizes.

Yamamoto-san asks Harry for the money he needed to exchange, and after doing the math, he concludes he has ¥4,832,743 more to add to his account. “So, once you have all the gold sold, added to the amount you already have in your account, ¥15,523, all will add up to… ¥5,227,097,676,112.40.” Yamamoto-san looks ready to faint again, but he calms down.

Harry leaves the gold and different currency and receives his debit card connected to his account. He starts heading to the real estate agency the lady from the hotel suggested, but before he can go far, he hears sharp gasps of pain in an alleyway. No one else would have noticed it with all the other noises going on, but the war had trained him into noticing every detail. 

He cautiously heads down the alley, putting a shield around Teddy while he walks. “Hello? Are you ok?” Harry asks quietly, ready to run if he must. The voice stops breathing but Harry is quick to reassure, “Don’t worry, I can help. I’m not a hero, but I’m not going to leave someone in pain.” Slowly, someone shuffles out of some boxes they had hidden in. Harry gasps at the burn scars and skin grafts all over the man in front of him. 

“Hello, do you need some help?” Harry asks carefully, seeing blood all over the man’s shirt. “Yes.” The man’s raspy voice gasps out and Harry rushes into action, pulling his medical bag out. He gestures for the man to sit down and he follows Harry’s directions.

“Drink this and lift up your shirt. It tastes awful, but it works wonders.” Harry hands a pain potion to him and he proceeds to take cloth from his medical bag and uses his magic to wet it, cleaning the wound. It seems to be a large gash, and Harry hisses under his breath. “I can stabilize you, but to heal it completely, everything I would need is back at my hotel room. If you want, I can do what I can here, and transport you somewhere you can get home from easily. Or… if you can trust me, I can get us to my hotel room fast and heal you, but the transport will be uncomfortable.” 

He thinks about it and says, “I can’t have this wound. It’ll take too long to heal, and I need to work.” Harry nods and clarifies, “To my hotel then?” He agrees and I gather everything and help him stand. “Can I have a name for my patient?” He seems to hesitate before responding, “Dabi.” Harry smiles and after getting the newly named Dabi to hold onto him, apparated to Harry’s room.

(1)     The price of an oz of gold is $1,930.60 now. One Gallon is worth $5,791.80. 400 G’s = $2,316,720. The richest person in Japan is Tadashi Yanai, who is worth $3.9 billion. Harry just totaled out his gold and other currency at around ¥5,227,097,676,112.40 which equals $49.3 billion.

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When they drop into the hotel room, Harry immediately puts up a silencing charm as the newly named Dabi-san is cursing up a storm. “What the fuck was that?!?” “That, Dabi-san, was called apparation, it’s part of my quirk.” He looks uncomfortable and say’s, “Just call me Dabi, none of that honorific crap. What’s your name?”  “Fine with me,” Harry responds, "and call me Harry.” 

He helped him onto the bed before placing Teddy into his crib with a few toys, which seems to be the first time he notices him. “Oh shit, you had a kid with you? Ah, excuse my cursing.” “It’s fine, he’s so young, it won’t mess with him. So, mind telling me what cut you? So, I can have an idea of if there might have been poison or something on it.”

“It was a quirk gun, thankfully it feels like my quirk is coming back, so it seems it was the temporary version.” Harry nods and asks, “Did it exit, or is it still in you?” “It exited.” Harry hums and goes through his larger trunk of medical stuff. 

“Keep talking, I don’t want you passing out.” Harry could tell he was losing too much blood from the way he was slurring his words. “I don’t know what to talk about.”

“Why don’t you tell me about yourself, do you have any family, friends, significant others?” 

“I used to have a family, but I couldn’t stay cause my father was an abusive fuck. I would have taken my little brother, I knew he was who Father would turn his attention to next, but I didn’t know if I would be able to keep myself alive, much less both of us. I couldn’t call the hero’s or police, because Father’s a hero too. Only in it for the money.”

Harry finally has everything he needs and says, “Well you managed to get away, what do you do now?” 

“I’m a part of the League of Villains with my Boyfriend and Girlfriend. Shiggy and Toga are great. Shiggy runs our part of the league. He seems like a bastard, but he really cares about everyone in the league and is secretly a softy.” Harry chuckles and asks, “Is he a tsundere then?” 

“No, it’s just a defense mechanism. He was abused too. Doesn't let a lot of people close.” 

“What about Toga then? What is she like?” 

“She’s crazy. But she’s sweet, and when she isn’t being a little vampire, she likes to obsess over kids. She loves kids. Wish Shiggy or I could give her one but we’re villains. What kind of life is this for a kid?”

“Did you want to be a villain?” Harry asks as he pulls Dabi’s shirt up and off him before starting to clean the front wound. “No, I just needed the money. We have rules though. Only fight those that can fight back. We steal, and we fight hero’s, but we don’t hurt kids. We don’t hurt civilians. None of us want to be villains, that’s just one of the only options we had. Some of us were homeless, and the league gave us food, money and a roof over our heads. Protection that the open alleyways can’t give us.”

Harry gives a small warning and pours the muscle and skin regrowth potion on the wound. The skin starts to stitch itself together, and Harry repeats the process on Dabi’s back, before giving him a blood replenishing potion. Once everything is done, Harry uses a Scourgify and repairs the tears on the now clean shirt, while waiting for Dabi to recover. 

After a while Dabi regained color in his face and sat up slowly. Harry hands him his shirt and says, “You can use the shower before you go. I also have an offer for you and the others who don’t want to be villains.” Dabi looks slightly suspicious. “You’re not going to use any of the information I gave you while delirious against us, are you?”

“No! Consider it Patient-Doctor confidentiality. I have quite a bit of money. Do you think you and the others would like to get out of villainy? I’m not asking you to be spies or anything, just, I plan on buying a large place to live, and I was planning to turn it into a half-house. But, hear me out, what if I got permission to turn it into a kind of villain rehab, with permission from a judge, I could have a way to integrate you back into society without having to go through trials. Or go through trials and just have you ‘sentenced’ to my program.”

Dabi looks at Harry unbelievably, before he seems to think about it. “That sounds ridiculous. However, it might just be strange enough to work. Get the house first. Fix it up. I’ll talk to the league and see how many would be interested. Then I’ll contact you for a meeting to tell you our decision.” 

“Just know that I’ll be giving you everything you need to survive and live comfortably. Food, clothes, a good place to sleep. You just won’t have to steal for it. Or fight. I might have you do classes either someone I hire or myself teach, so you can eventually survive on your own without having to resort to crime. I might also require therapy sessions for some of you.”

Dabi grimaces and nods. He stands up and asks where the bathroom is. He goes in and Harry hears the water from the shower running. Harry opens the laptop the hotel provided and starts looking for apartment buildings that could be repurposed or manors for sale. He finds a few candidates and notes down the real estate agencies numbers. 

“I need a phone.” Harry talks to himself. He looks through the map and finds a technology store. He plans out his next day and hears Dabi stop the shower. He comes out and stares at Harry for a second. “You completely healed the bullet wound.” 

“Yes, I did.” 

“Do you think you could heal where my skin is burnt?” He asks, gesturing to his skin grafts. 

“Probably, but it would take a while to make the stuff needed for it. It would take about a week to make it from the moment I start. If you want me too, once I have the building bought and in good enough shape to stay in, I’ll start making the salve you’ll need for it.”

Dabi thanks Harry and looks toward Teddy who has been playing with his toys. “What’s his name?” “Teddy. He’s a month and half old and has his mother’s quirk, though it must be stronger since it showed way earlier than hers did.” Dabi looks in surprise to Harry and Harry stands, waving his hands around the crib to make sure nothing could happen to him in the few minutes he would be gone. 

“Do you know the coordinates to your base, or somewhere close by? If I don’t have the coordinates or have seen it before I run the chance of hurting myself and my passengers.” Turns out Dabi did know it. I get him to hold onto my arm before turning in place. We arrived in the middle of a bar where a bunch of people were gathered. “Dabi!” a female with messy blonde twin buns runs and seems to want to jump him. Dabi holds his arms out and she tackles him. 

A male comes over with a hand on his face and grabs Dabi by the shoulders, seeming to check him over. “Toga, Shigaraki, this is Harry. He found and healed me. Then he was able to bring me back here.” Harry waves and says to Dabi, “Hey, I can’t leave Teddy alone for long. Do you want me to come back in two weeks to bring the salve and meet up for your answer?” Dabi nods and I salute them and apparate back to my room.

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The next morning, Harry got up and after getting both Teddy and him ready and eating, Harry reattaches Teddy to his chest and heads to the first of the many properties today. He figured he would look at the buildings first before calling the companies. If he didn’t want it, he would cross it off the list. He crosses off four apartment buildings and one old hotel before he comes across one that he likes. He puts a check next to it and moves on to the other six.

He comes across two more he likes and heads to the tech store he saw online the night before. He walks in and an employee approaches him immediately. 

“How can I help you?” Harry looks around and says, “I need a phone. Price isn’t a problem, but I want something durable.” 

“Ah, right this way sir. If you’re looking for something durable, I recommend the Hero IV. I usually don’t recommend this to anyone, but if price isn’t a problem.” 

“What are the features?” 

“It is made of a combination of metal and plastic to make it very durable, as heroes wouldn’t want to get a new phone after every fight or leave it at home, as they wouldn’t be able to contact anyone. It has Bluetooth and comes with a free stylus and pair of wireless earbuds.” 

“Very nice. I guess I’ll take it. How much?” The employee looks very surprised as if he didn’t expect Harry to actually get it. 

“Well, it’s about ¥ 86,700 not including the phone plan.” Harry nods and grabs his wallet, where his new debit card is. Once he pays for everything, he grabs the bag and heads toward the hotel.

Harry puts Teddy with his toys and grabs the bag. He then opens the box and plugs it in to charge it. He then gets on the computer and starts looking at the requirements to open a Rehab, and what it takes to work with criminals. 

He would need to do a lot of paperwork and take some classes, but he could probably get around the classes using a spell and potion combination. He would get the place bought and start making the burn and basis scientiam potion before the meeting, and then he would see if he needed to take all the exams or not.

He sees the phone is charged in the few hours he was researching and proceeds to turn it on to set it up with the phone plan he had bought with it. The first thing he does with it is call the real estate agencies and tell them he wants to view the three buildings. He makes appointments all for Friday, three days from now. 

He plans to start planning for what he needs to do now that he’s here. Harry starts to research laws and regulations before finding out you need a permit to use your quirk to defend yourself or work with it professionally.

He also finds a website to take his High school exams so he can have his diploma. He finds a library nearby and plans to go tomorrow after gathering all the ingredients for the ritual. If nothing else, he can thank Hermione for beating it into his head to have a plan and several back-up plans. Otherwise, he probably would have never thought to buy a multi-compartment trunk with a green house inside. It was marketed towards potion masters or anyone who works with potion ingredients often. 

He had plenty of plants growing in the greenhouse. He also had a store of non-plant ingredients that had a long shelf life. This meant he would be able to make many potions that he would need. He would limit himself to make things that were truly needed. Thankfully, the Basis Scientiam potion would not need many of his ingredients. Most of the ritual would be chanting, sleeping for a few hours, and waking up with a migraine.

Harry finds a babysitter through a website who has years of experience and has Thursday free. He books her for the entire day and when talking with her he explains he has to do something with his quirk, and it leaves him incapacitated for a few hours. He gives her a few more hours than it should actually take so he can take time to sort his mind out. 

After Sirius, he managed to figure out Occlumency. It was too late for his godfather, but he wouldn't let his failures kill anyone else he cared about. 

Afterwards he sat down and played with Teddy, he doesn't want to neglect his godson. To Harry’s delight, Teddy, besides his favored pink hair, he did have a lot of times where he copied the looks of Harry. At the moment, Harry is lifting Teddy up into the air, causing him to let out streams of giggles. Keeping his hand behind Teddy’s head, he swings him through the air back and forth. 

After a few minutes of flying him around, to the delight of the tiny tot in his hands, he places him down next to the few toys he had. For the next two hours, they play with the soft animals and noisy plastic toys. 

Teddy starts fussing, indicating it’s time to feed him again. Harry gets up and brings Teddy to the small kitchen and pulls out the stuff to make the formula. It makes Harry smile, as he remembers how clueless he was when Teddy was first dropped off at his house. 

He was thankfully able to stumble through the first night before he was able to get to a bookstore the next day and buy some books. Those first few days were hell, but Harry wouldn't trade them for anything. 

Once the bottle was ready, he dabbed some on his wrist to check the temperature and went to sit in the chair. Getting Teddy settled and drinking the formula was easy and Harry started talking about his parents. Even if he was his now, he wouldn’t let Remus and Tonks be forgotten. Teddy would know about his parents and how they died as heroes.

“Remus was calm, and so smart. He would have spoiled you rotten though. He was scared you would inherit his ‘little furry problem’ until he saw you for the first time, he told me later, he loved you. Tonks was a fiery spirit, full of energy and always teasing Remus. They loved you so much.” As Harry burped Teddy, he started humming while swaying side to side. Teddy was soon fast asleep and Harry put him down in his crib. 

He gets back on to the computer, and continues to look into which judges might be willing to listen to him. He finds four people who would most likely hear him out. One in particular he hopes to deal with. Her name is Hirata Kimie. 

She was known for being very understanding in situations where people used their quirks without a license, as usually it was in self-defense, or defense of someone else. She’s also the one who usually deals with cases of abuse. He starts to put a basic plan together of how he’ll argue for the villains release into his care. He’ll have to hear at least the very basics of everyone’s backstory. He plans on using the notion of the abuse as a basis for most of the cases. 

He plans on getting a small shop later on even if the villains don’t agree to his idea, so he starts looking into the permits needed and storefronts that are being sold right now. He has a vague idea of starting an apothecary and selling potions and salves. 

He makes a mental note of finding out if this world has any similar plants to the potion ingredients he would need. A useful part of the greenhouse in his trunk is that with special runes recently made, the inside of it runs 3:1 time. Every hour outside, three goes on inside.

Harry hears Teddy start to stir and closes everything. He picks up Teddy and spends the rest of the day with him.

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The next day, Harry gets up, showers and feeds Teddy. Once both of them are up and ready to go, Harry sets Teddy with his toys and heads into the greenhouse using the book with the basis scientiam potion in it as a reference for which ingredients he needed. Thankfully, this potion only used plants, and very few of them at that. The hardest part of the potion was how long it had to sit. 

Harry figured he might as well do it now, even if he wouldn’t need it if the villains didn’t want to go with his plan. He could use it in helping others. People would also be more willing to listen to someone with degrees, than someone who just appeared out of nowhere with no paperwork of knowledge. 

He gets the four different plants needed for the brew and goes up and back out of the trunk. He sets up in the kitchen with a transfigured pot. He would make it in the pot before transferring it to a few vials that he would need to take in between bouts of chanting. The potion would have to sit for a full 24 hours without interference before using it. 

While he works on the potion he thinks about what he could do for the rehab. He’ll have a week to start fixing up whichever place he chooses and to make the burn salve for Dabi. 

~Time Skip to next day ~ 

The babysitter, Ueno-San, arrives a few minutes early and happily starts playing with Teddy after Harry explains where everything is. Harry grabs his bag and goes down the hallway to the room he had prepared for the ritual. He had spent a few hours the night before memorizing the repeating chant that went with the ritual. 

He would have to repeat “Λαίδη Χέκατ, ακούστε την κλήση μου. Αντιγράψτε τις γνώσεις από τα σενάρια πριν από μένα, και να το θέσει στο μυαλό μου.” (Lady Hecate, hear my call. Copy the knowledge from the scripts before me, and lay it in my mind.) 5 times before taking the potion and falling into a deep sleep that would last for no less than 4 hours. In that time, Harry’s brain would be working overtime to keep up with the info dump happening.

He sets up the candles in the circle around him, lighting them with a match he transfigured. As he lays down the books he bought for the ritual, Harry starts to gather his magic into his entire body. He lays down in the circle made by the candles, with the books surrounding his head. He starts to chant and feels the air becoming heavy and oppressive with his magic surrounding his body. He starts to black out but focuses on finishing the chant. As the light faded out of his vision, he could feel knowledge start to enter his brain. 

~ Time Skip 4 ½ hours later ~

Harry starts to come to, a splitting migraine and bone-deep tiredness overwhelming him. He slowly manages to sit up and move to the prepared bed. He waves a hand and all of the still lit candles are snuffed out with a quick blast of wind. He lays down and retreats into his mindscape. 

He has it set up in a mixture of Hogwarts, the Burrow, and the cupboard of his childhood. The Burrow is filled with memories with his true family. All the friends he had made through his years in Hogwarts. Even if they had drifted apart after the horrors of the war, the time they had spent together would always be treasured by him. Hogwarts was home to a majority of his memories. He organized them into the classrooms and Great Hall where the memories happened. 

The Room of Requirement was special in that Harry had set it up to be the access point to his magical core. If something happened to severely damage his magic or body, Harry could retreat through this door and recover much faster out of it. Only downside is he is essentially in a coma the entire time he is in his magical core. The memories of the war battles were stored in the Chamber of Secrets.

Finally, the cupboard was all of his bad memories that he would rather forget. All of the beatings from Vernon, all of the “Harry Hunting” by Dudley and his gang. Most of his Pre-Hogwarts time was there. That’s also where the deaths of his family and friends were buried.

He slowly sorted the new knowledge into a new classroom he fashioned off the muggle classrooms he had been in during Primary school. He made a set of bookcases that he started organizing by subject. The room seemed pretty empty even after he was done, but Harry figured he would fill it up over the next few months with knowledge of this new world.

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Harry slowly wakes from his mindscape and takes stock of everything around him. It seemed that 2 hours had passed since he woke up briefly after the ritual. He waves a hand and all the books go into his trunk, and the candles go into a separate ritual bag he has. Harry double-checks the room, for anything  he may leave  behind on accident, before exiting the room and heading back into his usual hotel room. 

He enters to find Ueno-san feeding Teddy the last of a bottle. “Welcome back Potter-san!” Ueno-san says cheerfully as she maneuvers Teddy to her shoulder to burp him. “Thank you for watching him for today, I couldn’t put that off any longer.” 

"It truly was no trouble. Teddy-kun was perfectly sweet to me." Harry sighs in relief and wishes her a safe trip home. 

He goes over his plan for the next few days in his mind, deciding to stay up and do the High school exams tonight, since he has all the knowledge sorted out. After playing with Teddy while going over the new information he settles Teddy for the night. Harry sits down at the dining table and takes all the tests online. It takes him an hour and a half roughly for each exam. These include testing out of the classes for Japanese Language, Social Studies, Mathematics, Science, Health/Physical Education, and Home Economics. For The Arts requirement he chose a music class (He will be playing the piano) and a drawing class, where he would show his skills in person at a later date, along with the physical side of the Physical Education exam. 

After he finishes with the exams with little trouble and schedules when to do the in person exams, he manages to get to bed and falls asleep fast. While asleep, he has a dream about the one Christmas he had with Sirius and Remus. It was clouded with all the “could have been’s” at the time, but now he knows it never would have worked out well. Too many people had different plans for all of them. He wakes up feeling melancholy, knowing nothing could have changed, but still wishing anyway. 

He goes and takes care of His and Teddy’s morning schedule before heading out to meet with the real estate agent to look at the three buildings. One was an abandoned apartment building with the other two being large townhouses. The agent, Chijimatsu Hisanobu, shows us into the apartments, however the layout would not fit into Harry’s plans, so they move on. The first townhouse shows a lot of promise, having seven floors, meant for three large families, and already set up in a way Harry could fix it with minimal changing of the floor plan. It does need serious cleaning, along with various cracks and some water damage in the basement, but that wouldn’t be too much trouble with magic. 

The third one would be good, however in one of the recent fights between heroes and villains they put a large hole in one of the walls and damaged the floor the hero had landed on. As that would be more trouble than it is worth, Harry signs the papers for the first townhouse. He decides to clean it up tomorrow during Teddy’s first day of daycare. He starts planning out the floor plan. The first and second floor would be public spaces, including a kitchen, dining room, a large sitting room, a bar, and a music room/classroom set-up. 

The first floor would also have Harry’s office and an area for any small children that need to be watched that would, of course, be warded to the teeth. Speaking of warding, Harry tries to figure out a way to test if his wards would block quirks. Maybe the league would be willing to help him test it if they decide to take him up on his offer. He still has a while still before he has to meet with them, so he will use this time to prepare the building and make the potion for Dabi.

The third through sixth floors would be bedrooms and bathrooms with smaller sitting rooms. The seventh floor is going to be turned into a greenhouse. He would use it as a way to explain where he gets his ingredients from and would also be more warded than the other areas. The basement entrance would be hidden in his office and turned into his potion lab and practice area for his magic and any young who need more help to practice their quirks.

Looking through the buildings and buying the townhouse had taken up most of the day, so Harry took the rest of the time before picking up Teddy by going grocery shopping. Once he’s able to duck out of sight and shrinks the bags and slides them into his pockets under a cooling charm to keep the milk cold.

He arrives at the daycare and picks up Teddy who starts babbling as soon as he sees Harry, his hair changing to a black matching mine before turning back to his usual pink. The lady in charge comes over immediately after seeing Harry and tells him about Teddy’s day. “He was very well behaved, and got along well with the others. If I may ask, when did he get his quirk?” “Oh, he was born with it, like his mother.” They soon leave and head back to the hotel. 

After arriving back at the hotel room, Harry sets Teddy with his toys and puts away the food. He goes ahead and makes his dinner and Teddy’s bottle. He feeds Teddy while his food cools. While eating he has Teddy in his lap and starts watching the news to get an idea of the current events. He learns a lot about the current popular heroes and more about the current villains people are talking about the most. He makes a note of the worst of them to make sure he keeps an eye on them.

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So, good news everyone, I have finished ch. 9 and half of ch. 10. As soon as my beta has gone over it, I will be posting it, replacing this A/N. The thing I most wanted to announce though is I have started a discord server! Anyone 16+ can join, and use it to either kick me to update, recommend fanfics, promote your own works, or give prompts to those who accept them.

https://discord.gg/JPzWjhYMTT

I will also be giving more regular updates on there on where I am in a chapter. Alright, that's all I had, so keep an eye out for the next chapter, it will be soon!

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Harry was having a restless night, Teddy had developed a fever and was extremely cranky. The entire night and morning was spent rocking him and giving him medicine. He was too young to use a pepper-up potion, so Harry was left to do it the muggle way. When the nearby hospital opened, and Teddy's fever had not gone down, he arrived in the lobby with dark bags under his eyes and worry creasing his forehead. 

The nurse immediately brought them to a room and started getting their information while another nurse took down Teddy's vitals. They couldn’t find anything wrong besides the fever. “Thank you for waiting Potter-San, from the looks of things Teddy just has a mild fever.” the nurse explained,”  At his age we’re unable to give him anything too effective but for now here is a prescription for a mild cold medicine that should help. If his condition worsens or doesn’t get better within the next week I recommend calling this number, Shuzenji-San is the best around.” 

Harry thanks the nurse and goes back to the hotel room. He had made many notes on the heroes and villains, but what really worried him was how the heroes were much more violent than needed and got away with it, most of the so-called ‘Villains’ were regular people doing petty crime and being beaten with-in an inch of their lives by the ‘Hero’s’. After setting Teddy down to rest with a cooling charm, Harry goes to review the notes once again. For the most part, the hero’s seem to only be excessively violent when it’s a repeat offender who has hurt people. However, a few seem to abuse their power to hurt even the criminals with a simple shoplifting charge. 

One ‘Hero’ stands out from the others. With thousands of injuries to both criminal and bystander, Endeavor almost seems to take a sadistic enjoyment out of getting the perpetrator by any means possible, and not caring who gets in the way. A few times he has even chased people who turned out to be innocent. He has also caused hundreds of thousands of yen in property damage.

Yet, no matter the facts, Endeavor has still managed to rise to the number 2 spot. Many apparently like his blunt and careless style, stating that he has always managed to catch those he was after. Harry decides to compile all of his thoughts on this and save it for when he’s established himself. 

Teddy whimpers in his sleep, catching Harry’s attention. He quickly cancels the charm and checks Teddy's temperature, and sighs in relief. Teddy’s fever has broken and gone down a few degrees. 

Harry reapplies the cooling charm and goes about making a soup for an early lunch, hopefully Teddy will feel like eating, The broth will be good for his cold. 

~Time Skip~

Two days later sees Teddy fully recovered and Harry has finished his notes. He hoped the research would help him in his quest to get the 'Villains' assigned to his rehab. He had spent some time planning out his argument to the court. Now though, he needs to head back to the villains with the finished healing potions. 

He sees the babysitter settled before apparating back to the same coordinates from last time. This time however, there are a lot more people. Dabi and Shigaraki are the first to react to him, and approach cautiously. 

"Hello again. First off, Dabi, as a show of good will, here is the medicine I promised from last time." Dabi hesitates, but Harry breaks the seal on one and takes a small sip, his hesitation melts away and he accepts the glass bottles. With a deep breath and an encouraging nod from Harry and Shigaraki, he downs the first one. 

"You'll want to take the second one around 3 hours from now. Within 6 hours, your skin should be brand new." Dabi, clearly overcome, nods in thanks and steps back letting Shigaraki take over.

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Shigaraki stares at Harry. Harry stares back unfazed. "Why do you want to help us?" Shigaraki asks, not beating around the bush. "Because I don’t think you deserve to be forced to live this way just because some entitled heros don't want to get off their high horse." Harry replies.

They stare at each other for a minute before Shigaraki offers a seat to Harry. "What are we getting and what do you want in return?" Harry pulls out a few notes he made and a few pictures of the building he found. 

"You would be getting a safe and warm place to sleep, 3 meals a day and opportunities for work and education. You would also be getting me and any lawyers I hire on your side to get at least mostly pardoned. I'm aiming for you only to do community service with good behavior." Harry pauses to pass the pictures. "I would be getting help in adjusting to a new country, and hopefully a few workers for my planned businesses." 

Shigaraki just looks at Harry for a minute. "Why would you give all that for so little in return? I don't get it?" Harry stops and looks at all the villains surrounding him. "I had a friend who said I have a 'Saving people thing.' It makes me happy to help people. I don't really need anything but I still want to help. If it makes you feel better to do things in return, all I ask is that you cooperate with me while I help you guys get a new start, a new life."

Shigaraki hesitates a bit longer before looking at all the papers Harry had brought. Eventually they start to talk over all the finer points. After going over every eventuality they could think of, they agree and Harry heads back to Teddy and the babysitter. 

After saying goodbye to the nanny, Harry makes dinner for himself and Teddy then sits to continue reading the news from the past 10 years. After hours of looking through the headlines and any articles that seemed important, he takes his compiled notes and finally decides to make an appointment with the judge he and the LOV had discussed. Hirata Kimie was someone he had already had in mind, and the others had agreed she was a good choice. Harry makes a note to call her secretary in the morning, to hopefully get an appointment soon. 

~ Time Skip ~

After making and eating breakfast for himself and Teddy, Harry calls the phone for Hirata-san's office, and schedules an appointment for the next day, as someone had luckily just canceled. Harry gathers a few toys and Teddy’s diaper bag, heading to the townhouse. He hadn’t been able to work on it much, but had people come to do the big parts of the renovation, like replacing a few floors, walls, and checking every corner of the house for mold or anything that could affect life in the building. Harry would be doing the rest with his magic though. He already had supplies delivered and set in the main room in order to avoid suspicion.

All of a sudden, a knock happens on the front door. Harry keeps himself slightly tilted, keeping himself between the door a Teddy, not able to shake his paranoia, even now, in a new reality. Opening the door reveals two green haired people. “Hello! My name is Midoriya Inko, and this is my son, Midoriya Izuku. We live just up the road in the apartment complex, and wanted to introduce ourselves to the person who had finally bought this old place!” The older woman cheerily states, as the son, who seems to be Harry’s age, shyly smiles. “Ah, Hello, My name is Potter Harry. Please come in, though I apologize for the mess, I wasn’t exactly expecting visitors just yet.”

Both of the greenettes step inside when Harry moves out of the way. Both Midoriya’s seem to notice Teddy for the first time, and both coo at the adorable child. “And who is this little one?” Midoriya-san asks, looking toward Harry. “This is Teddy, my son.” Harry responds to the woman, letting her see him more clearly. 

Teddy decides this is a good time to start shifting his hair color to match the greenettes. "OH! How precious! A quirk at such a young age though?” The younger Midoriya is also wide eyed at the sight of Teddy’s ‘Quirk.’ “He developed it at almost birth. His mother’s family has a history of getting theirs young, but Teddy here has broken a record.”

“Is the mother in the picture?” Midoriya-san inquired gently. “She sadly passed away in childbirth.” Harry answered, causing the woman to apologize profusely for bringing up such a painful topic, but Harry just smiled sadly at her and told her it was ok. “What’s your quirk?” Midoriya-kun blurted, before looking mortified and turning cherry red. “It’s alright, I don’t mind questions. I have a form of atom manipulation? I can affect the atoms around me to change them into anything I can think of. I can change objects into different objects, and things like that.” 

Midoriya-kun looked fascinated and his mother looked impressed. And worried. “Well we better be going before my son attacks you with every question that can cross his brain. Hopefully we can get together another time and talk more?” “Of course! Just let me know when and where and we’ll work it out.” Harry replies. Midoriya-san drags her son back down the road as he seems to mutter under his breath about, from what Harry can hear, the different applications for his quirk. 

Harry turns to look at Teddy, “Well that was weird. Let’s continue fixing this place up I guess.” Harry places him back down in his playpen and looks toward the pile of supplies. Levitating the paint he chose for the living room, a beige color, he used a simple spell to transfer the paint to the walls evenly and another to dry it. He then moves on to the other rooms, repeating the process with their respective colors, and using magic to check for anything wrong with the foundation or walls the contractors may have missed.

~Time Skip~

Arriving at the office, having left Teddy with a babysitter for the time being, Harry is quickly shown to Hirata-sans office. 

"Good Morning Potter-San. I must say, I'm quite curious about what I can do for you." Harry takes the seat Hirata gestures to after bowing to the judge. 

"Good Morning. I have quite a big project that I need your help and advice on. You see, I have quite a few people who are in trouble that I want to help become part of society again, but I'm afraid that as things are, they would be sent to prison almost immediately." Hirata-san's eyebrows slowly raised higher as Harry spoke. 

"How much 'in trouble' are we talking about? And I'm sure you're not talking about trying bribery, as I want to assure you, that won't work for me." 

Harry takes a moment to get his thoughts together and, deciding to be as honest as possible, replies, "I'm talking about the League of Villains. Most of them were forced into it in some ways. Whether it was quirk discrimination slowly killing them with homelessness and starvation, or abuse from family members who were… in a position of power. They have agreed to work with me in getting them out of it, but obviously don't want to go to prison." 

Hirata-San takes a deep breath and exhales slowly. "What are you wanting to suggest we do instead of imprisonment? We can't just let them go scott free, with no repercussions. The people AND heroes would riot."

Harry, relieved she didn't immediately shoot him down, says "Here's the plan."

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After talking through the process of the rehab and his idea for a store to give them a place to work during and after rehab if they can't find anything else, Hirata and Harry are both exhausted. 

Hirata’s wary, but thinks the idea has merit, even if she thinks Harry is completely mad to have thought it up. She agrees to hear out the unusual case, but if at any point they committed a crime that was unnecessary for their survival, like food or to prevent their boss from killing them, they would have to do actual prison time. 

She immediately called a lawyer to help them. Uyehara Masuyo was a taller woman, exuding confidence and a ‘don’t cross me’ attitude. Hirata explains what the case is about, and then says, “I knew I could call on you for this Masuyo-chan, with all the work you’ve done to help those wrongly targeted by heroes, you’re not afraid to go against their legal teams.” 

Masuyo sat and stared at them both for a minute. Harry and Hirata looked at each other, Harry shifting nervously in his seat. Then the imposing woman sighs and opens up her briefcase, pulling out a notebook and a textbook that looks well used. “This isn’t going to be easy. It’s going to be next to impossible in fact. Even with a judge, a very rich man, and one of the best lawyers in this country, not to brag, just statistics, this is not going to work without the public on your side. The only reason I won most of my cases is because I humanized them. I appealed to the public's sense of ethics, turning the anger they felt for the victim that the hero blamed, onto the hero.” 

Harry sat up straighter. “So, what you're saying is we need a hero to take the fall? Find some public person who truly deserves to be in prison, but isn’t because the people would riot.” Masuyo pauses in her movements, then continues. “That’s exactly what I’m saying.” Harry thinks for a second, then says, “I might have an idea on who we should use. One of the villains I'm working on behalf of, disclosed that the main reason he turned to the life of crime was because his father was abusive. His father, who just happens to be a hero. I don’t know which hero, but I’m sure I could find out quite easily.”

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It's finally time to meet with the League. Harry poured the healing potion into unbreakable vials, then packed those and his laptop in his bag. Harry, Hirata, and Masuyo had come up with a basic case that depended on them getting the name of the hero who abused Dabi. Depending on where he was in the ranking system, the higher the better. For now, Masuyo was going to work on getting the low ranking heroes to agree to quietly hand over any evidence they might have on the abuse of power by higher ranking heroes. 

Harry gave a final once over to everything, making sure he isn't leaving anything behind, then spun on his heel and apparating to the bar from before. Immediately, every head is turned towards him, a tense energy in the air. Dabi and Shigaraki stand up from the couch they were on, coming to stand in front of Harry. 

“Hello Dabi, Shigaraki, before we begin, here is the potion I promised. Apply one to the burnt areas every morning around the same time and you should start feeling and looking healthier than ever.” Dabi takes the case from Harry’s hand, carefully setting it down next to Toga, who was still on the couch. 

"Now, are there any questions you have before I begin with everything I've done so far?" Harry asks, prompting a man covered in dark mist to ask, "How sure are you this will work? Also, how will you put this to the public and heroes to protect us from them? We've made enemies while living as we have, how do we know we'll be safe giving villainy up?"

"I'm 98% sure this will work. I'm already consulting with both a judge and lawyer to figure out a game plan, as long as we cooperate with each other. As for protection, I have a quirk that will let me put barriers around the buildings we'll use that will prevent anyone wanting to do harm to the people inside from entering. Also, I'll provide pendants that if you press it and say an activation phrase or are knocked unconscious, you'll be transported to the medway immediately."

The others look at each other for a minute. Dabi and Shigaraki seem to communicate silently with each other. Finally they nod and turn to Harry. "We'll cooperate, but we need your word that you'll be on our side. You won't give up on us."

Harry takes a few seconds to make serious eye contact with everyone who meets his. "I give you my word."

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After that things move quickly. Harry has many meetings with Dabi to uncover everything they can about Endeavor, the hero Dabi admitted was his father. And there was a lot. On top of the abuse of his children and wife, who was apparently placed in a mental health institution after a breakdown, they also put together countless papers of the destructive nature of the man. Almost 7 million Yen in damages paid by the hero association and Endeavor's agency just in the last 2 years! 

Harry then turns this evidence into the capable hands of Uyehara. "I want to say I can't believe Endeavor would do something like this… but that would be a bold face lie." The two stare, tired but determined, at the 5 thick folders on the table in front of them. "Let's get this done." Uyehara snaps into action, Harry quickly following her lead as they work their way through all the evidence and put together the largest series of tell-all articles. The first of the publish the second it's done. 

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Harry is dying. He's sure of it. Even the war didn't seem this hard. Trying to get through the legal system even with a judge on your side, a topnotch lawyer, and all the evidence you could ever ask for, the case drags on. It's not hard to get the public on their side. No one really liked Endeavor anyway, except for the bullies and villains who thought he was a good example for why what they were doing wasn't bad. But, even with the public on their side, the Hero Commission is giving their all to keep the status quo.

Harry is sitting in his living room, Teddy in a playpen, when he hears a knock on his door. He places a quick protection ward around his godson before going to answer. On the other side are two familiar faces, Midoriya Izuku and Todoroki Shoto. 

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So… yeah. Hi! Long time no see! I’m sure all of you saw this coming but I literally have no inspiration or motivation to continue this story :(
If anyone wants to adopt this, feel free! I would appreciate partial credit for the idea at least but otherwise go crazy!