Brothers in Arms Brother as Heroes
Summary- Harry thought his life was over. That just when things should have been going the best for him, everything that had come crashing down around him instead. With the added insult of a dagger in the back along with that. But what happens when, because of what he felt was the worst thing that could have happened to him, Harry finds himself getting the one thing he had always wanted; a family? Sure, it came with a lot of different quirks, both figuratively and literally, but it's got to be better than what he had before...right? Harry Potter/ My Hero Academia crossover.
Disclaimer- I do not own or make any profit off of either Harry Potter or My Hero Academia.
A.N-I am writing this because of the wonderful stories Pulled to the Future by Cyber Psychic which I really loved and inspired me to write this story.
A.N.N- I am unsure about the pairings that are going to be in this but it most likely going to be a mixture of different pairings for different people. Be it male/male pairing, male/female pairing or female/female pairing. There also might not even be a pairing at all in certain cases as well. Just letting you know this before you start reading altogether.
CHAPTER ONE
Shivering slightly, Harry cursed and attempted to keep some of the little remaining warmth he had within him, actually in him. Despite the icy breeze and nearly frozen rain that seemed to cut through the little amount of shielding he had managed to get to rob him of said warmth. Often times feeling like icy blades in the worst of places as it did so.
Trying his best to ignore this feeling, Harry curled up in as tight a ball as he could to minimize everything that was going on. Clutching the thin nearly destroyed black robe he currently had around him as tightly as he could get it.
Doing his best to ignore the fact that said robe was nearly completely soaked, something that was a near constant if Harry was honest with himself. Not to mention seemed to be made almost completely of strips of clothing more than anything else. While at the same time seemed completely caked in all kinds of filth; which was most likely the thing that was hold the 'robe' together in the first place.
Not that it honestly was able to help Harry all that much, because despite how much he tried said robe barely covered any of his otherwise naked body. And there for offered him little to no warmth; nor had it really ever been able to. Even if Harry never stopped trying.
At the moment all Harry could do was try his best to ignore all of this and try to be thankful he even had the worn and torn robe in the first place. After all, with it he at least some form of cover. More than they'd want him to have anyway. As said cover while not giving him much warmth, did give him a small sense of comfort having it on to begin with. Which again was something They really didn't want him to have.
Seeing as They seemed to want to break him more than anything else and taking the very little amount of covering, he currently had; despite how little it actually was. Would have most likely seemed like the perfect idea to help push him further into the dark cavern of madness that he was already on the very edge of; that the world around him seemed bound and determined to push him headfirst into.
In fact, despite how little the cloak in question was, Harry felt that losing it could end up being the straw that broke the camel's back. At least when added with everything else he had already suffered through from Their hands. Not to mention everything else he had gone through in the Hell he had to call his life.
Currently Harry, as he curled into himself and attempted to both stay warm and to stop the effects this place had on him from overtaking him. Tried his hardest not to think of how he ended up in the situation he was in, and had been in for the last six months, had actually began.
Of course, like everything else that seemed to go on with him lately, it seemed his own mind rebelled against him as well. And Harry found himself once again thinking about just how he had ended up in the utter Hell hole known by many as Azkaban Prison; despite having done nothing wrong.
It had started on a pretty normal day, one that happened to be not long after Harry had finally managed to defeat the so-called dark Lord Voldemort once and for all. In fact, it happened maybe a little bit over a week after what everyone had started to call the final battle at Hogwarts's grounds.
Harry had sincerely begun to hope that things were going to start going better for him; at least more so than they had been before. Something he was hopeful for because now he no longer had a madman after his head like he had before, and now he finally had the freedom that had been denied by him for so long by others.
He had back then felt optimistic for once. Now that he looked back on it; after everything that had happened, Harry felt he should have known better than to dare be that hopeful; that naive. That he should have considered the kind of luck he had all his life.
Because on that day, after Harry had just left Gringotts bank having been able to do several things that he had felt needed to be done but hadn't had the time to do so before. From a combination different reason most of which being the lack of time, safety and of course because of the war he had been forced to fight in.
But now he did have the time. And with his time Harry made sure that one of the very first things he had done, being the fact, he had paid the bank in question back for the damages he had done. While at the same time explaining why he had done what he had in the first place.
Something that the Goblins had reluctantly accepted. Mainly because Harry had been the only one of his group to actually go there to recognize what he had done was wrong, apologize for it and then explain why he had done what he had done in the first place.
Not to mention being responsible enough for his actions to make sure that he paid back for the damages he had caused by doing what he had. Which put him off the blacklist in the goblin's mind back to utterly neutral; similar to how he had been before his disastrous last trip to the bank in question had been.
Though the same could not be said for the others who had been with him during his heist that had ended him up in the situation he just gotten from. As they hadn't even attempted to make right what they had done and had gone a step further with their attempts to stop Harry from doing so himself.
Telling Harry that what they had done was for the greater good, and that the goblins would understand it. That despite how Harry himself felt about what he had done there was no need to fix it, and that they themselves weren't going to do anything so Harry shouldn't either.
At the same time the Neutrality that Harry now had certainly came in handy for what Harry had done next. Seeing as Harry had rewritten his will, or to be more precise, he really wrote out his first will. As he had felt that since he was no longer in the war, he shouldn't really keep the will the headmaster had made in his place shortly before his fourth year.
After all things had certainly changed for him since there; not including all the death said war had caused. Meaning a new will was needed, and he had ordered the headmaster's one to quickly be destroyed and his put in its place the one he had just made; at least until he made a newer one, that is. Something that helped sooth some of the growing unease that he had been feeling about leaving the old will there.
Lastly, because Harry had been planning on traveling for a bit and doing what he could to discover who he was; who just Harry really was. Something he had never had a chance to do before, as he had to be the boy-who-lived that the wizarding world seemed to need. And that was what Harry had been able to be due to the war that had just ended. Something he seriously wanted to change.
