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Harry Potter's entire world spun on itself and just as her head was about to collide with the ground, someone managed to grab her hand and reverse the trajectory of her fall. Her world began spinning in the opposite direction and her head struggled to keep up, the dizziness sweeping to make her stomach uneasy with the sudden lurch.
"Lovely flower, are you well?!" a boisterous voice asked as she was settled very carefully against someone's side.
A very muscular someone to be precise.
When things stopped shifting around, she looked up and found a tall man in very odd clothing keeping her upright. From the green spandex jumpsuit, to the weird vest, and even the clean bowl cut of his shiny black hair, he cut a unique figure to say the least. He had a very Bruce Lee vibe about him in appearance alone, and judging by how many muscles she could feel under his clothes, she had a feeling he was no acrobat.
"I'm fine," she murmured as she was returned to her foot and only left to her own devices once she stopped swaying. "Thanks for catching me."
Now that she had a better look at him, she could add orange leg warmers to the ensemble that was his clothing. He also had a ninja headband wrapped around his hips like a belt. That made a lot more sense now. Reflexes and muscles like that weren't common among regular civilians and he didn't seem normal in the slightest.
Still, all this time in Konoha and she'd barely encountered a ninja until now. Were all of them... like this? She thought the point of ninja was to be in the dark and not be seen.
The man sent her a dazzling smile full of bright white teeth that seemed to sparkle dramatically under the sunlight. They worked well with his cheekbones and strong jawline. "It's my honor to assist one as youthful as yourself!"
Youthful? What about almost face-planting was youthful?
"Though might I suggest you invest in better footwear as the streets of Konoha tend to be uneven and can easily trip you up even on the best of days," the man went on to say kindly.
He had a good point to. Harry's shoes were just a pair of zori that she was still getting used to using, but maybe it would be better to get a pair of trainers instead. At least until she'd gotten used to walking around and learning the perfect route to travel.
"I appreciate your advice... shinobi-san." She was still getting used to that kind of address. The whole respect thing was different here than where she was from.
"I'm Maito Gai! Konoha's fiercest beast of battle! It's a pleasure to meet you, young flower!"
He was very loud.
"I'm Potta Hari, Maito-san."
"May our next meeting be in safer conditions, Potta-san!"
"...Right."
And that was her first ever meeting with Maito Gai. He left quite the impression in just a few short minutes.
Enough for Harry to think about his abs in her free time.
Their next meeting happened not too long afterward. Somehow, they both ended up in the same aisle at the shop nearest Hari's flat. Specifically, she was trying to reach some rice flour that was too high above her head, and wondering if she could quickly summon it without anyone noticing. His familiar arm had appeared in her periphery and grabbed it for her.
"We meet again, Potta-san!" Maito Gai greeted with a - what seemed to be usual for him - bright smile. "This is the one you wanted, yes?"
"Um... yes, thank you," she nodded. "Could you grab four more just so I don't have to come back this week?"
He did so and placed them in her trolley with ease. "Takahashi-san, the owner, said he's planning to add a few ladders around the shop to makes things easier on the customers. They'll be coming in a mass order next month as they're all commissioned pieces to assure safety measures are being met."
That was great! She liked to avoid using magic out in public lest people get the wrong idea and begin expecting her to solve all their problems with it. She liked being useful and needed, but at the same time it got tiresome when everyone wanted something from you.
Hence why she was no longer in her own world any longer.
It would take a disaster of epic proportions for her to willingly perform magic in front of an audience. And like, she meant world-ending kind of chaos and nothing short of that.
"I suppose you can't be here every single time I need help," Harry mumbled, sending the shinobi a small smile. "A ladder will have to do."
Maito Gai's blinding smile remained in place, but he winked and gave her a thumbs up. "I am often busy with missions and training, but should we ever meet up again, it would be my honor to assist you in any way you need, Potta-san!"
What an interesting offer. It could be construed in many ways too.
"You can call me Hari." He might be calling her other things soon enough if she had her way.
"Then I ask that you call me, Gai! A youthful flower such as yourself deserves the right to know Konoha's most sublime beast of battle on a personal level!"
He was so weird.
He was so lucky it worked for him.
She wasn't a Gryffindor for nothing after all. Harry wasn't one to back down once she got an idea not matter how harebrained it was. She wanted something and her treacherous mind hadn't stopped bothering her about it for weeks. "Then, Gai-san, the next time we meet, I expect you to let me treat you to a nice dinner." Might as well just go all in.
A light shade of pink dusted over his sharp cheekbones, but the man's smile only grew. "A pleasure it would be to join you, Hari-san! Such a youthful offer will be honoured!"
Unfortunately for the sake of her plans, their third meeting wasn't going to be one in which she could take him out or even attempt anything else.
All she knew was one moment, the whole village was fine, and then the next, a black dot appeared in the sky and with it came a massive explosion. the kind you don't hear about long after it happens. The kind that's talked about but for some reason there is never any footage of it because it's just so fast and sudden that no one could react appropriately.
After her years of experience with danger, Harry was able to sense danger the moment that black dot short up into the air was eclipsed by the sun's brightness. She had maybe a few moments to react, but in doing so, she managed to put up an arse load of wards and shields around the entire district she resided in.
Did she feel guilty that she couldn't make a shield big enough to protect the whole village? Of course. Her lack of power and skill was to blame. And maybe if she'd taken her studying more seriously, and for far longer than she originally had, she probably could have done more.
But at least she could console herself with the knowledge that the entire North District of the village was in tact. Thousands of lives saved. Houses and clan compounds protected. Livestock safe and probably ready to be killed for the sake of food.
Nothing could get in and nothing could get out. And to make it worse... the debris from the rest of the village's destruction, buried their massive bubble under a collection of rubble. If she let the wards and shields down, the houses would no doubt collapse because of it. They couldn't see the sky anymore and the power lines had been totally cut off so people were without the ability to make artificial light, and had no accessed to natural light.
There was a never-ending amount of panic. Parents looking for their children, people demanding answers, and no one knew what to do but wait. They couldn't see what was happening outside, but the noise was distracting and terrifying. Explosions, screaming, loud BANGS and BOOMS shaking the ground. There was the sound of roaring animals and something so high it caused perpetual ringing in the ears for hours afterward.
All they could do was sit and hope that the shield protecting them would stay. Because even while they wanted to find their missing loved ones, they didn't want to die themselves.
It was a precarious position to be in and there was no real moral right or wrong in this moment. Harry didn't have any answers for people and couldn't help more beyond what she was already doing lest she lose concentration and their protection fail.
It reminded her of the Battle of Hogwarts. The shield had been placed but not maintained and it was easy to take it down with a few hits. In an effort to not repeat that mistake, she chose to meditate and keep funneling magic into the protections until she was sure it was safe.
Through it all, she could feel the changes taking place. A great battle on a scale she could probably never compete with as it seemed so life-altering. A wide scale amount of death and new souls ready to be reaped. And then... a mass revival of those very same spirits. Enough for Death to be grumbling in her ear about it, like it was somehow her fault.
She wondered who possessed such power as to revive thousands of dead people. It was certainly not without consequences. She had the power to revive the dead and it came with its downsides, which was why she hated doing it.
She was fascinated, but chose to be patient. Answers would present themselves eventually. Hopefully.
Harry had a timer counting how long it took until someone began cleaning up all the uprooted trees, broken homes, and chunks of rock blocking them in.
Two days. Or rather, forty-seven hours and fifteen minutes, so basically it was two days.
A whole two days until the first ray of sunlight peeked in through the top of the dome she'd created.
Harry sat at the center where the ward had started. She had been meditating the entire time to keep the protection in place. It had a radius of about six kilometers and stayed strong despite everything the village had been put through on the outside.
It took an additional eight hours to completely clear things up. Enough for her to feel safe with letting up on the shield.
It came down in a single instant, and all the scents from the outside rushed in, along with fresh air that wasn't generated by an off-hand spell now and then. There was smoke and the distinct scent of sewage everywhere. Dirt that had a kind of stale tint to it. Hard to explain but breathing it in was disgusting and not the relief it should have been.
And Harry Potter, after sitting in the same position for two days in order to maintain the protection, was finally able to rest. Her head was pounding and her eyes stung from the strain of it all.
It had taken no time for the villagers to realise that she was the one keeping them safe when it all started. They kept their distance and didn't try talking to her personally when they noticed that the shield flickered whenever she became distracted. But they did present her with bread to eat and water to drink, placing them in her lap before scurrying away.
She'd probably been glowing with magic the entire time. It was the only thing that made sense since she hadn't spoken a word when erecting the barrier.
After channeling magic for so long... she was dead tired.
"Hari-san!" a familiar voice called out.
Just as she was passing out, Harry was able to take note of a green and orange mass approaching her at a significant speed. Only one person dressed in such colours in this village, and she realised that she as relieved to know that he was okay.
"Hari-san!"
She fell asleep.
When Harry finally woke up, it was to the knowledge that she'd been unconscious for three days. She found herself in her flat, wearing the same clothes she'd passed out in, and feeling like utter shite.
Like, her core had managed to refill itself while she was out, but her head was pounding and did not want her to be getting up and moving around.
Unfortunately, the village had been attacked and she needed to check up on how things were going. After all... she might not be able to repair everything but surely there was something she could do. A good Reparo would help a lot so long as the pieces she was attempting to repair were all there still and weren't totally obliterated from existence.
Distantly, she wondered who exactly it was that brought her back into her flat but that bit didn't really matter in the long run. After all, the room was still in order and she had many anti-theft wards all over the flat itself so nobody could steal anything from her.
When she took her first step outside her room in days, it was to see her lounge filled with medical stretchers full of wounded civilians. There were medics rushing back and forth from the kitchen area to the lounge, carrying water or freshly washed towels. Someone was cooking and she could smell bread in the oven.
Honestly... with only a fourth of the village still standing after what happened... she didn't mind. She doubted the other buildings still standing weren't being used to help the injured.
"Potta-san!" someone she didn't know gasped. "You're awake!"
She nodded, already heading for the nearest stretcher. "What's wrong with this one?" she asked, kneeling at the man's side and trying to determine is a simple Episkey could solve things, or if she'd need more effort than that.
"Broken leg. He can't move well right now, Potta-san," one of the medic explained nervously. "We're lacking in safe places to put the injured villagers."
Episkey handled broken toes and noses, split lips, minor cuts, and even dislocations. It didn't solve massive breaks though. A spell like that was actually more difficult because bones were stubborn.
It would be safer for her to use Skele-Gro... which she happened to have. It would also conserve her power so she could use it for something else of use.
"Go into the wardrobe in my room and get me a large glass bottle with a human rib cage on top of it," she ordered the man. "It's going to help these people and free up some space for more of the injured. Give him exactly one capful of the liquid inside and wait half an hour. It'll burn going down, but it'll do the job. I'm going to check everyone else. If there are any others with broken bones, repeat the process with them as well, while I handle the other injuries."
She didn't give him a chance to argue, instead moving on to the next person who apparently had a wide gash on their stomach that had to be repeatedly treated and wrapped as they kept losing blood.
She undid the gauze wrapping and held a hand over the inflamed wound. Her magic did its job, knitting the skin back together with ease and burning away the haphazardly done stitching in the process.
This was done over and over, along with a few Episkeys just to be safe. The medics stood by, gaping at her audacity but also the results of her efforts.
No one knew what she was doing, or even how she was doing it, but could they afford to look a gift horse in the mouth right now? When the village was in the middle of a crisis?
Once everyone inside the flat was tended to, all twelve of them, Harry took her journey outdoors to assess the damage. The entire neighborhood was just filled with shinobi, medics, and tents full of the injured.
She had a lot of work ahead of her before she even got to repairing the houses and surrounding lands.
Damn.
"Lovely flower!"
The familiar voice lifted Harry's mood significantly the moment she heard it. Maito Gai stopped at her side, looking all energized and excited as usual. He seemed to be in good health and one of the lucky people who weren't even involved in the disaster.
"It's nice to see that you're well, Gai-san," she said, giving him a deliberate once over. "Sorry for passing out on you last time."
The man gave her his signature beaming smile and a thumbs up. "Judging by the words of the people you saved, you had exhausted yourself from tirelessly maintaining a barrier for two days! You deserved that rest! You're a hero, Hari-san! A beautiful, youthful flower!"
She shrugged off his praise. "I was capable of doing something useful and just did it. It's not really that big of a deal." In fact, it was more important that she continue healing all these injured people. That was a contribution that felt like it mattered.
Maito Gai shook his head, moving so he could remain in her immediate vision as she continued to go from person to person, healing what she she could and giving instructions to the medics on standby. "All help is valuable, Hari-san. Yours especially so. You saved the Hokage Tower, the Administration Building, the Shinobi Academy, the Bank of Konoha, plus the entirety of the North District which equates to one-fourth of the village. You managed to protect the Inazuka, Aburame, Nara, Yamanaka, and Akimichi Compounds as well. Everything those clans contribute to the village has also remained safe which means our access to service animals, vegetation, livestock, medicine, and proper pollination practices were maintained. You've saved a lot of time and money for the village proper."
...Well when it was put that way, it did seem like she'd done a lot more than keep a few building up and a few people safe.
"Hokage-sama will surely reward you for your service to the village."
"I don't need a reward," Harry mumbled as she healed a man's cut arm. Together, they and all the onlookers watched as the wound, all red and seeping heat, began to return to its normal colour and all the skin began coming back together until there was nothing but clean skin behind. "I just want us all to go back to normal."
Gai watched quietly as she healed seven more people, before he finally spoke up again. "You should take a break."
"Trust me, my energy is nowhere near depleted," she huffed. "I've got quite a lot left in me and I want to get as many people up and working as possible so we can get the village fixed up sooner."
It wasn't much of an effort for her. She didn't become the most powerful sorceress in her world for nothing after all. "Besides, it's not like I can take you out to eat anyway. That plan's all sorts of ruined presently and I had intentions aimed toward a nice, upscale place with better clothing than the rags we're both stuck in right now."
And her kitchen was overrun so it wasn't as if she could do any of the cooking personally right now.
"You saved several restaurants that are doing their best to feed the populace as we try and recover from this disaster. I'm sure people won't mind if you take some time. What we wear doesn't matter, Hari-san."
"We can do it later," she promised. "I'm not tired and I'm not hungry so there's no point in stopping now. And I'm stubborn so there's no way you'll convince me to stop any time soon. Might as well stick with me, or go help someone else, until I'm finished, Gai-san."
He chose to stay.
She tried to not be too smug about that.
"A civilian created a barrier to protect a quarter of the village and its inhabitants, kept it up for two days through sheer power alone, passed out when it was safe to and when she finally woke up, proceeded to go out and heal all of our injured people and start reconstructing whole buildings with a simple wave of her hand. And no one can seem to understand just how this is at all possible?" Tsunade demanded, taking a moment to speak between bites of food. "Why isn't she here? Why does she only have standard citizenship?"
The gathered shinobi, consisting of Kakashi, Gai, Yamato, Shikaku, Inoichi, and Ibiki, all remained silent, obviously unsure of how to respond.
Shizun, bless her, seemed to be actively trying to find an answer. In her hands were the woman's citizenship papers plus anything else they had of her.
"Potta Hari, for our convenience, had moved to Konoha eleven months ago. She went through the entire process, including the one month wait and even the evaluations. She passed everything decently. Since she applied for civilian-level citizenship, there were few questions about Chakra or Kekkei Genkai. Either she doesn't consider her skills such, or she was deliberately hiding it for personal reasons. Evals showed underdeveloped chakra coils too."
Shikaku groaned. "Any other time I'd say this is extremely suspicious, but she's honestly capable of things I've never seen before. And the power she uses isn't chakra so it's impossible for it to be a Kekkei Genkai. Not to mention that she's quite literally healed thousands of people and somehow reformed houses and businesses that had been decimated during Pein's attacks. If she was an enemy, there was ample opportunity for her to harm the village during Pein's attack."
Inoichi and Ibiki nodded, though that didn't stop both from looking concerned in their own ways.
Gai stepped forward. "I've met Hari-san a few times before, Hokage-sama!" the man said with a salute. "She gave me the impression of someone very mild-mannered and also very considerate."
"That so?" Tsunade huffed, unimpressed. "Anything else?"
He beamed. "She is also very daring and doesn't hesitate to go for what she wants judging by how she informed me that she was going to treat me to dinner some time soon and wishes for us to dress up for it."
That gave everyone pause... because a woman had actually asked Gai out? Even with the green spandex and the orange leg warmers? Even with all the youthful speeches? Someone had bothered to look past the surface for once?
"Congratulations," Shizune said with a genuine smile.
Gai gave a sigh, looking terribly enamored as he did so. "She is a lovely flower filled with a most youthful spirit! I am hoping to get to know her more closely."
Tsunade stuffed the remainder of her rice into her mouth and considered the situation. A woman - a civilian to be specific - of unknown power and supposedly incredibly foreign origin, was running around her village and using powers unknown to fix broken bones and seal up terrible cuts and bruises. And then she was literally repairing whole buildings with a simple wave of the hand.
Obviously, this meant that there was something more going on and if someone with such abilities was capable of helping of so much... they deserved both commendation and also a 'round the clock watch from ANBU.
"Gai, I want you to bring here here. As soon as possible. The rest of you stay as well."
He gave a salute. "Right away, Tsunade-sama!"
He hadn't expected to find Hari-san surrounded by unconscious shinobi the moment he located her. After all, he'd left her to her self-imposed mission upon receiving Tsunade-sama's summons. She'd been perfectly fine fixing houses in the West District when he'd run off, so why was she in the middle of a destroyed training ground in the South District, surrounded by shinobi that looked like ANBU but certainly weren't judging by their blank white masks.
Hari stood among them, completely roughed up with a split lip and a massive, arm-long scrape that could only be acquired after sliding on hard ground for a considerable distance, but she was also the only one still standing.
"Oh, it's you," she sighed, tense shoulders dropping instantly. "These bastards came out of nowhere and tried to force me to come with them under order of this old guy." She kicked one of the fake ANBU aside to reveal... Councilman Shimura Danzo. Without clothes. Covered in like a dozen Sharingan. "He's said I'm a threat and 'can't be trusted by Konoha's great roots yet'."
Gai had no idea what he was supposed to say in that moment, but all that came out was, "Where are his clothes?"
She shrugged. "Various ways to distract people. Vanish their clothes, force them to sneeze, make it impossible for them to move their legs, simple things. In the split second he looked down at his sudden lack of clothes, I knocked him out instantly. The others were much harder but eventually they all went down too. I almost took one of those knife things to the face though." Hari wiped away the blood on her swollen lip and huffed. "Annoying."
"I'm going to have to call for the ANBU," Gai told her, flaring his chakra openly and noting her immediate reaction. Interesting.
Within moments, four ANBU landed behind him.
"Hokage-sama has requested Potta Hari's presence," he told them, ignoring her questioning look. "When I arrived she had just finished knocking the last fake ANBU unconscious. Potta-san has claimed that Councilman Danzo approached her with these shinobi in toe. They brought her here and attacked her because they viewed her as a 'threat'."
The ANBU in charge, Tori, nodded. "We'll follow right behind you, Maito Gai. Please escort the civilian to Hokage-sama immediately."
He sent Hari an apologetic smile. "Forgive my presumptuousness, Hari-san."
"Hu-UH?!"
He'd swept her up into a quick cradle and was already bounding toward the tent where Tsunade-sama and the rest were waiting. Shunshin might have been a bit overkill for a civilian but this was important and time was of the essence.
When they arrived, the ANBU Team was already there with their detained shinobi under a numerous amount of seals in case they woke up. Everyone was staring at Danzo's body in horror and the implications behind where those Sharingan came from... were horrible.
"This was a horrible experience," Hari said once she was set down. "I never want to have to do this again."
"I apologize for the danger you were placed in by my own forces," Tsunade-sama said. "It seems that I cannot trust everyone as well as I had hoped."
Hari waved her apology away. "Not that. I'm used to murder attempts and kidnapping. They're like the spice to life or whatever. I meant moving that fast, I didn't like that very much." She shook out her hands, which were shaking, for good measure. "So long as no one moves that fast while carrying me ever again, we're all good... Hokage-sama."
The surrounding shinobi looked at her as if she was mad, but she didn't seem all too bothered. Instead, she had eyes only for Danzo, who was still unconscious. "The old guy here approached me first and when I refused to go and 'have a discussion' as he put it, these four appeared and the tall one grabbed me. We were moving really fast when I blew us all up mid-transport and we ended up crashing-landing in the middle of nowhere. I'm surprised a codger this old kept up with us." She delivered a kick to Danzo's shin in the process.
"It took little effort to distract them. Summon some pepper in the nose, lock their legs together, make their legs no numb, force boils to form all over their bodies, and other simple things. It's hard to fight when you can't feel your legs at all, let alone move them. Plus, the sudden swelling and eruption of boils all over the body, having your tongue stuck to the roof of your mouth, and being forced to sneeze over and over is truly distracting and makes one an easy target."
She was smirking, pleased by all her efforts to escape a dangerous situation. "No one ever took me seriously when I said basic pranks could be dangerous on a mass scale."
"And how is it that you were capable of doing any of these things when your citizenship papers don't mention prior training, chakra, or Kekkei Genkai?" Tsunade-sama asked with a sharp smile.
Hari didn't seem even slightly worried. "Your citizenship test leaves out too many loopholes. You ask if people have training in a martial art and then tell them to list which ones. I don't and you couldn't pay me enough to ever want to learn. You also ask about Chakra levels and for the person's present knowledge on chakra, of which I know next to nothing. As for the stuff passed down in family, since it's not based in chakra it doesn't count as their Kekkei stuff you mentioned. The paperwork doesn't go into any further depth or even ask for lists of skills outside such things when it comes to civilians so I saw no reason for me to have to mention them."
The shinobi in the room all traded looks back and forth... because that a very large oversight in the citizenship process.
This also meant that none of them were going to be getting any kind of rest for quite a while.
It would take another month before Harry could get the date she wanted. After everything that had happened, there were more important things going on than whether or not she could try romancing a hot guy after all.
Though to be honest, Gai had made it his personal mission to hang around every single day. Somehow, amidst the missions and rebuilding and the helping out each person had to do, he found time in his busy schedule to come and help her personally. If that wasn't a good sign, she would know what was.
"Hari-chan, you don't need to cook all this food all the time," he told her once he popped in for the day. She was using a grill she'd gotten some time ago, and was grilling up some chicken strips as it was the easiest meat to come by considering the situation. Off to the side, she had a few helpers who were making homemade dinner rolls and casseroles she'd learned how to make during a brief stint of Auror work in the states.
"There are people working hard all day long to help rebuild this village because I wasn't capable of fixing everything. It's no great stretch for me to do this for people when my house survived the chaos just fine and I actually had somewhere to sleep every night."
Currently, Harry was in charge of feeding the construction workers of the West District. She'd drawn the location out of a hat and was given a small team of civilians to help her with making all the food for them during their breaks. It was a lot of heavy lifting, walking, and climbing even after all she'd managed to fix. Magic couldn't fix everything unfortunately. Especially if it was something she didn't possess an in depth understanding of. So things like power lines and sewage were beyond her and her magic.
Such things had to be done by professionals in due time.
"No one blames you for not being able to repair everything," Gai told her, placing a warm, calloused hand on her forearm. "You've done so much without ever being asked to. People admire you greatly, Hari-chan."
"If you say so," she shrugged. "Now, would you like to help transport the goods with us?"
He beamed and swooped in, lifting her off the floor and spinning her around several times. She chose to focus on the warmth and the strength of the action rather than the mad spinning of the world around her or the flipping of her stomach. He felt nice.
"It's an honor to spend so much time with a youthful flower such as yourself, Hari-chan! You make me want to get out there and work hard with those flames of youth of yours burning so brightly!"
He was so weird.
He was so lucky it worked for him.
"My youthful team, meet Potta Hari! Hari-chan, these are my beloved students!"
Harry watched as the Mini Gai bounded forward, full of equally bright energy and happiness. "It is an honour to meet Gai-sensei's special person finally! I am Rock Lee, and I and Konoha's future Taijutsu Master!"
"Lee, such an ambitious goal to have!"
"Gai-sensei, your support has meant everything to me!"
"Lee!"
"Gai-sensei!"
"LEE!"
"GAI-SENSEI!"
The other two students seemed to be resigned to this kind of behaviour, and Harry wondered just how often those two managed to feed each other's weird quirks for them to be this unsurprising.
The girl took the chance while he leader was busy, to introduce herself. "I'm TenTen. It's nice to meet you, Potta-san. Gai-sensei has been excitedly telling everyone about you."
Harry flushed in response. "That's sweet of him," she murmured, glancing over to see he and his little clone still crying about 'youth' and such things. "If I had anyone to tell about him I'd surely do it as well."
The remaining student simply said, "I am Hyuga Neji."
"Pleasure."
Gai appeared, latching himself onto her like a limpet, which she didn't' mind in the slightest. "Hari-chan's youth is like a shining beacon! She has the heart of a lion and the spirit of an ever-burning flame!"
His students watched them with varying levels of interest as Harry allowed herself to be manhandled here and there. "Such flattery will get you everywhere," she told him with soft pat on his shiny head. "So long as you finally let me treat you to dinner."
All three students went wide-eyed and Gai's face became flushed.
"Of course... Hari-chan. It'd be my pleasure."
"Good. Then you'll come to my home at seven tonight and prepare yourself for a rigorous time."
And now the entire team was blushing. Cute.
Gai cleared his throat. "A youthful endeavour indeed! I shall be fashionably early, worry not!"
A youthful endeavour, huh?
Perhaps it was, considering her plans for the evening.
A/N: FINISHED!
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