XS 4: Summoning Contract

The toddler sized toad stared at Harry for a long moment and then shook his head. “You can’t sign our summoning contract.”

“What? Why can’t nii-san sign the contract?” Naruto yelled. “Are you being mean because he’s got less chakra than me?”

The toad threw it’s pipe at Naruto’s head with unerring accuracy. “No you idiot. We would have been happy to have such a sensible summoner, especially now.”

“Then let nii-san sign it,” Naruto said.

“I already said he can’t,” the toad countered in exasperation. Before Naruto could argue the toad said, “He’s already in a contract with something else. I can’t tell exactly what, but I can tell they won’t share.”

Naruto blinked and turned to Harry with a questioning look.

Harry shrugged. “I don’t remember signing a contract with any animals.”

The toad in front of them huffed. “Some might still follow the old ways. Before written contracts came into common use. Maybe you had a face to face agreement?”

Harry frowned in concentration. “I really can’t think of anything,” he admitted after a long moment of thought.

The toad hummed thoughtfully and said, “Then just use a summoning technique and see what appears.”

With Naruto’s encouraging nod, Harry went through the seals for the summoning technique. Energy from his body connected to something distant and familiar. In fact it connected to many familiar somethings that Harry couldn’t quite name. Before he could fully examine or understand them, one of the connections pulled and raced towards in.

As the smoke cleared in front of him, Harry was greeted with vibrant orange eyes surrounded by stormy grey feathers.

“Buckbeak?” Harry said in wonder. 

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The last post for Xmas in the last hours of September, mostly because I wanted to end with something a bit more positive drabble wise. Also I really need to sleep.  

But keep a look out for blog content in the upcoming weeks.

XS 3: Role Reversal

 “So you activated this,” Harry hesitated for a moment before continuing, “seal even though you didn’t really know that it would take you to a blood relative?”

The blond on the swing beside him shrugged. “It worked, didn’t it? I’m here and I found you, cousin.”

Even though Harry wasn’t completely sure he believed that this blond was an actual cousin of his, he felt a trickle of worry at the other boy’s carelessness. “If it didn’t work, what would have happened to you?”

“Nothing much,” Naruto said with a careless shrug. “I’m strong enough to shake off any damage. Even if that damage is from crossing dimensions or whatever.”

“That sounds,” Harry wanted to say stupid. But instead he sighed and said, “Must be disappointing to cross dimensions and end up in Little Whinging of all places.”

“Could be worse,” Naruto said with a slightly doubtful tone, as though he didn’t want to offend Harry.

Harry snorted.

“But you believe me?” Naruto asked.

Harry looked up at the sky. “With all the things I saw you do since you arrived here, even though they all looked like magic, nothing you did brought the Ministry of Magic out here. How can I not believe you?”

“And you believe I’m your cousin?” Naruto asked.

Harry hesitated.

“What about the photo?”

“What photo?” Harry asked in confusion.

“The photo that, oh,” Naruto paused with wide eyes and reached into his sand coloured backpack. “I didn’t show you the photo. I should have shown that to you first.”

Before Harry could ask anything, the blond shoved a photo of a couple in front of Harry’s face. The blond man in the photo shared a startling resemblance to Naruto, but Harry’s attention was drawn to the red haired woman in the photo. A woman who shared many features with his own mother.

“This doesn’t mean we’re cousins,” Harry said in a low voice, even as he pulled the photo closer for a better look.

“I have a scroll that only another Uzumaki can open.” Naruto pulled said scroll out of his bag. “If you can open it, then I’ve got my proof that you’re my cousin.”

XS 2: Dealing with the Devil

“Jashin-sama!” the white haired Akatsuki member gasped and fell to his knees, dropping his large red scythe and pulling off his silver chain as he started chanting a strange litany that Harry could only assume were prayers.

Harry spat out a mouthful of blood and glanced up. A gigantic white skull with glowing red eyes peered down at them from a black tear in the otherwise blue sky. As though to emphasize just how unnatural it’s very presence was, the air in the ruined Temple of Fire buzzed with an energy that made Harry feel like he was slowly being boiled. Even breathing seemed like a bad idea when each breath made his lungs burn.

“Cursed one,” the giant skull said, it’s malevolent red eyes fixed on Harry. “Do you wish to hide from death once more?”

Taking advantage of the lack of fighting at that moment, Harry took slow breaths, silently using every healing spell his knew on himself.

 “Take my vows and death will not come for you, not now, not ever,” the skull said. “My servant will ensure it.”

The skull’s servant, the crazed white haired Akatsuki man’s prayers and chants rose with a delirious fervor.

“Why?” Harry asked. Why would this thing want to help him?

The skull didn’t answer his question. Instead it said, “Your devotion to me will be rewarded. I will make you an undying king once I enter these lands.”