Harry Potter and the Spiritual Awakening

Harry Potter and the Spiritual Awakening

Disclaimer: I Do not own any form of collected works from J.K. Rowling or Tite Kubo. I have no claim of the Harry Potter series or Bleach. I also have no claim over any characters that I have borrowed from other Authors, and reviewers. I personally thank Lendaras for the contribution of his OC. Hayao Tenrei.

"Hollow,vizard mask,Inner Hollow"

"Thoughts of various characters"

From now on Kido spells will be displayed like this. "Destructive Art #90 - Black Coffin" "Binding Art #9 - Strike"

Five years have gone by since Harry had been living in Karakura town with the Kurosaki family, and secretly training his shinigami powers. Over the course of that time Harry had formed a very tight bond with his adoptive brother Ichigo. In-fact the two of them were inseparable. Whenever Masaki couldn't take Ichigo to his martial arts lessons with his friend a purple haired, tomboyish girl named Tatsuki, Harry would take him instead. Ichigo wasn't the only Kurosaki Harry formed a bond to. He now had two younger twin sisters Yuzu and Karin, both of them were three years old.

Despite the fact that Yuzu and Karin were fraternal twins they differed in appearance and personality. Yuzu had her mother's light brown hair and kind disposition, and like Harry she would always help out with the household chores. Karin had her father's pitch-black hair, and a very inquisitive nature for her age. She also frequently questioned her families weird behaviors, such as her father trying to perform sneak attacks on all non-females in the house, Ichigo crying every time he lost a fight against Tatsuki, and of course the introduction of magic into their home. The only other thing Karin shared with her sister was her height.

"Mom why hasn't Harry returned from his martial arts lesson?" Karin asked.

Masaki smiled. "He's training really hard to protect us from bullies. Between you and me, I really think he just wants to get Isshin back for all those sneak attacks."

Karin giggled. "That's Harry ni-chan."

"Hooah." An eleven year old boy with unruly black hair, wearing a simple shihakusho swung a katana-like wooden object in a horizontal arc at a man wearing a similar outfit. The man parried the attack with a similar wooden weapon. Then the boy changed the direction of his swing, attempting to surprise his opponent. The man caught the 'blade' between his index finger and thumb.

"Close one Harry, but your form is still off."

Harry dropped to one knee panting. "You have to admit Takemaru-sensei. I'm getting faster."

Takemaru smiled. "You're definitely getting there. I'd say your zanjutsu is at fifth seat level."

"You've mentioned this 'seat' system before. But you've never explained it to me."

Takemaru rubbed his chin. "I guess I haven't." "How could I overlook something so obvious?" "The seat system is a form of ranking. In each squad there are twenty 'seats'. The higher the seat number the lower the ranking. Additionally only the first and second seats in a squad have any real power. The second seat being a Lieutenant, and the first seat being a Captain."

Harry smirked. "So you're saying if I were a shinigami working for Soul Society, I would be a fairly high rank, close to Captain level."

Takemaru chuckled. "Not quite. You've only been instructed in the basics of hakuda, and 'some' advanced zanjutsu techniques. If you went up against a real fifth seat officer you would be destroyed."

Harry sighed. "I guess I have a long way to go. When am I going to learn Hoho and Kido.?"

"I will teach you basic kido after your first year at Hogwarts. Dumbledore and I suggested to Sirius and Isshin that getting in touch with you're magic first would be more beneficial. As for Hoho (step method) techniques, Yoruichi is waiting until Urahara and I have given her an assessment of your zanjutsu (Sword technique), and Hakuda (hand to hand)." Takemaru patted Harry on the head. "You'll come into your powers soon enough. Rushing them will only damage you in the long run."

Harry grunted. "Takemaru-sensei you can be real annoying sometimes."

Takemaru smiled in response. "I'll take that as a compliment. Now we resume training."

Before Harry could react, Takemaru swung his wooden sword in a horizontal arch striking Harry on his mid-section, sending him skidding sideways over ten feet. Harry regained his balance and landed on one knee clutching his side.

"Nice recovery." Then Takemaru vanished in a blurring motion reappearing behind Harry. Then he brought his sword down in a vertical arch. Harry rose to his feet and parried the swing with an upwards diagonal motion. "Your reflexes are improving. I believe that's good enough for now. I would have you continue longer but it appears Sirius is here."

At the mention of his godfather who was more like an uncle to him, Harry looked around and saw a man in his thirties with shaggy black hair, and a goatee on his chin. He was wearing faded blue jeans, a black shirt, and a black jacket in place of his gray enforcer robes.

"Uncle Sirius." Harry called out enthusiastically and rushed over to the man.

Sirius gave his godson a quick hug. "It's good to see you pup. Oh and aren't you forgetting something?"

Harry had a sheepish look on his face as he walked over to a lifeless version of himself on the ground. The other 'harry' was wearing simple school boy clothes. Harry stood over the lifeless version and 'sank' into it. The formerly lifeless version stood up and went back over to Sirius. "Guess leaving my body lying around would be bad huh?"

"I have a few errands that need running. I'll send someone to continue your training on your first weekend at Hogwarts." Takemaru said before disappearing into a garganta.

Sirius smirked. "You know, now that I'm no longer a wanted criminal in Britain I could take you to King's Cross Station myself. Since Takemaru gave me a certain portkey pen, I could have us there in an instant. I say we spend the remaining time here with the Kurosaki's."

Harry grinned in return. "That's a great Idea."

Sirius led Harry out of the Shoten smiling as he told various humiliating stories about people at Hogwarts.

"HHHHarry, Here I come." Isshin yelled while launching a flying kick as soon as the door was open.

"AACk." Sirius gasped out as a sandal'ed foot connected to his face and sent him sprawling into the street. As soon as Sirius stood up he marched into the house and drew his wand. "ISSHIN, I'll KILL YOU."

Harry merely sighed and went into the kitchen where he knew Yuzu would be. "Yuzu-chan I'm home."

The girl in question was huffing while trying to reach the sink to wash dishes. "Harry ni-chan. You mind helping me." She said with a cute yet annoyed look on her face.

Harry chuckled. "Sure." Then walked over to the kitchen table and pulled a chair over to the sink. "You could have done this yourself."

Yuzu narrowed her eyes. "I know. I just wanted you to help me. Ichigo always runs of with Tatsuki, and Karin-chan likes to play soccer, I'm all alone."

Harry smiled. "Don't worry Yuzu-chan, you still have me."

"Do you two have room for one more?" Masaki asked smiling at her daughter and adopted son.

"Mother." Yuzu yelled out before running over to her mother.

Harry's eyebrow started twitching. "I comfort my sister by saying something cool and reassuring, and this happens. Where's the love?"

Masaki saw Harry's reaction and smiled. "I'm sorry to ruin a cool speech. You should know by now that cool speeches are pointless under the same roof as Isshin."

"MASAKI-CHAN, HOW COULD YOU?" Isshin yelled out with an exaggerated look of sadness as he fell on the kitchen floor. "I was going to give you a surprise hug, but I tripped over in sadness."

Masaki giggled at Isshin's antics. "You really do have an awful sense of humor."

Sensing the change in emotional atmosphere, Harry sweatdropped and immediately led Yuzu out of the room. "Better get out of here before I drown in sap."

Sirius was in the living room, currently in his shaggy dog form keeping a soccer ball away from Karin with his paws.

"You can't keep it away forever uncle Sirius." Karin stated while aiming a sliding kick at the ball, knocking it out of Sirius's paws and into a flower pot, which shattered into pieces.

Sirius lowered his furry ears while sweatdropping, then he quickly transformed back into his human form and aimed his wand at the remains of the flower pot. "Repairo." The flower pot reassembled as though it were never broken.

Harry entered the room with Yuzu in tow and took one look at Sirius and Karin, who was cheering on about kicking a ball out from under a 'mangy mutt'. "You broke something again. I heard the noise."

Sirius smirked. "That's what 'repairo' is for. Anyway we don't have much time left. I say we go pick up Ichigo and leave for King's Cross Station."

"Alright." Harry agreed.

"Hiiyah." A small seven year old girl with messy purple hair cried out as she kicked a boy of equal age out of the ring. "Who's next." She said challenging the other gi wearing children in the room.

"I am, Tatsuki." A boy equal to her in height and age with bright orange hair responded to her challenge.

"Bring it on Ichigo, I'll send you crying back to mommy again." Tatsuki smirked as she took a readying stance.

Ichigo stepped in the ring and mirrored her stance.

"Don't lose this time ototou."

Ichigo looked over and saw Harry and Sirius standing at the edge of the ring. "I won't Aniki."

Tatsuki glared at Ichigo. "Enough admiring your cheering section, lets fight."

Ichigo turned his attention back to Tatsuki. "Fine, here I go." Ichigo charged straight at Tatsuki and leaped three feet into the air. Tatsuki caught Ichigo's downwards diagonal kick above the ankle and used his momentum to throw him over her shoulder. Ichigo tucked into a roll before hitting the ground and landed in a crouch, readying another attack.

"Hey pup do you think Ichigo will win this time?" Sirius asked as he winced at Tatsuki's effective response to Ichigo's attack.

Harry narrowed his eyes in concentration. "Maybe. Even though Tatsuki and Ichigo are beginners, they have real talent. Tatsuki has better reflexes and reaction time, Ichigo has more strength and the desire to keep going even when he's loosing."

"You know pup, I only asked you who was going to win. Anyway, Ichigo is on the move again." Sirius stated.

Ichigo charged again thrusting his right fist out. Tatsuki retaliated with a spinning kick which struck Ichigo's forearm and the lack of balance caused Ichigo to trip over his own feet and fall down on his face. Ichigo's eyes were beginning to water up when Harry came over to him and helped him up. "No need to cry ototou, you did really well."

Ichigo sniffed. "But I still lost."

Harry smiled. "But you are improving, last time you didn't even get back up when Tatsuki countered your move. Now go over to Tatsuki and thank her for a good match."

Ichigo pouted. "Do I have to?"

Harry flicked Ichigo in the forehead. "Yes you do. No brother of mine is going to be rude, besides it's good sportsmanship."

"Alright fine, you didn't have to flick me though." Ichigo rubbed his forehead as he walked over to Tatsuki, then he offered his hand to her. "Good match Tatsuki."

Tatsuki smiled and accepted the hand with her own. "Anytime STRAWBERRY."

Ichigo pulled his hand away as though it were on fire. "MY NAME MEANS GAURDIAN." Ichigo was about to charge at Tatsuki again when he felt a strong hand grasp the back of his gi.

Harry merely raised his eyebrow as he dragged his flailing brother out of the dojo. "You're making me miss my first day of school OTOTOU."

Sirius sighed as he left the dojo. "With all of this excitement around it's like I wasn't even here."

After dropping Ichigo back off at the Kurosaki's, Sirius quickly activated the portkey pen just before Isshin's sandal'd foot would've struck him in the face again.

"Well here we are." Sirius said as he took in the familiar sights of Kings Cross station. The walls were still made of the same time worn, golden brick. The buildings were still three stories high and there were a large number of people moving around. Sirius quickly led Harry over to the wall which was secretly the entrance to the barrier that divides platforms nine and ten. "Just walk through it, you won't get hurt."

Harry sighed as he started walking through the wall. "This country needs to get with the times."

Sirius walked through the barrier behind Harry into a more 'rustic' platform where all manner of people were wearing robes of varying quality.

"Now that you mention it pup, living in Japan with all of their advancements with magic and technology has spoiled us." Sirius smirked as he pointed up at a wooden sign that read 9' 3/4. " to prove my point, this place hasn't changed much since I went to Hogwarts."

(FLASH) A bright blue light exploded right infront of Sirius and Harry causing them to stagger and fall to their feet. The light faded away revealing a large brown trunk with a letter crudely taped to it. Harry rubbed his eyes and placed his glasses back on to read the letter.

Dear my unatentive student, and his equally forgetful godfather:

In your haste to leave our training session you two left behind Harry's school supplies (Including his phoenix feather wand, you idiots). You two also forgot that the English magical community has a different dress code. You can thank me later for packing Harry's school clothing for you. If you want to avoid further embarrassment then be more attentive in the future.

Signed the genius Kido inventor: The great Takemaru-sama.

PS: If this parcel reached you than my experiment was a success. Thank you for being gracious test subjects.

"I'm going to kill Takemaru-sensei." Harry seethed handing the letter to Sirius and ignoring the confused looks of the people crowding around him.

Sirius ripped the letter to pieces. "I suggest you look for the Hogwarts express now so you can get a compartment for yourself. I'm leaving now before a crowd starts to form." Sirus apparated with a louder than necessary 'pop' leaving Harry to quietly slink away from the curious onlookers.

"That could have been troublesome." Harry sighed as he sat down on his trunk, away from the crowd.

"Do you speak in English?" Asked a girl with messy brown hair. She had one of here eyebrows raised as though she were examining Harry under a microscope. She was already dressed in Hogwarts robes.

Harry facepalmed himself. "Why am I speaking Japanese if I'm in England?" "Yes I do speak English. Is my accent okay."

The messy haired girl nodded. "So you're used to speaking Japanese more, but I can tell what you are saying well enough. I'm Hermione Granger by the way."

Harry sighed as though he were preparing himself for an eventual awkward situation. "I hope Uncle Sirius was kidding about me being famous. Here goes." "I'm Po.., I mean Harry Potter."

Hermione looked startled for a second then her look changed to one of intrigue. "I've read all about you, you know."

Harry groaned having read all of the books himself in order to prepare for the general attitude of the people he would be associating with in England. "I don't remember much of what happened that night, I was only one year old. So how about we don't talk about it?"

Hermione huffed indignantly for a second before acknowledging his words. "Well no need to get upset at me, although I probably could have been more tactful. How about we find a compartment?"

Harry smiled. "Sure, anything to get me away from the crowd coming our way."

Harry and Hermione quickly grabbed their belongings and dashed into the nearest unoccupied compartment of the Hogwart's Express.

"Well that was fun." Harry sighed as he sank back into his seat while staring at the British countryside through the window.

Hermione chuckled. "If that was fun I'd hate to see 'exciting'."

"You have no idea how right you are." Harry thought to himself as recalled his training sessions with Takemaru as well as the Hollow attack from when he was with Sirius. "We should be passing from Britain into Scotland by now so I'm going to get changed. I'll be right back."

"Where's a changing room when you need one." Harry said to himself out loud as he accidentally bumped into a boy with blonde hair and a snobbish sneer. "Sorry, I can't find a changing room."

The blonde boy narrowed his eyes at Harry before shrugging. "You should at least be more formal when addressing a Malfoy. You could also work on your English. If you see Harry Potter you could tell him I'm looking for him."

"Should I tell him 'I'm' Harry Potter, or not. Nevermind, no sense making enemies over seas." "I'm Harry Potter, actually. I've been living in Japan the last five years, so my English could use some work." Harry said extending his hand to the boy.

The 'Malfoy' quickly changed his demeanor faster than weather in mid-western United States and accepted the handshake. "I'm Draco Malfoy. I want to personally introduce you to people of 'proper' upbringing."

" 'Proper upbringing huh', Uncle Sirius warned me about the whole 'blood purity' thing in magical England. This could be troublesome." Harry put on a look of confusion. "I don't know what kind of 'upbringing' you're talking about, but I don't think I need help meeting people. Thank you for the offer though."

Draco looked torn between anger and confusion. "Very well Potter, I'm sure you will find me if you change your mind." Draco slinked away as though the introduction never happened.

"That was weird. Was he expecting me to accept his offer or something? Well anyway I better get changed now that I found the dressing room."

After Harry got dressed in his school robes he sat back down wit Hermione in their compartment and chatted back and forth with her about the differences in culture between Japan and England. It wasn't long before the Hogwarts express eventually came to a stop and everybody quickly exited the train.

"FIRST YEARS OVER HERE." A large man with a thick black beard, wearing an even larger moleskin jacket shouted. Harry, Hermione and the other first years quickly gathered around the Large man who led them over to a number of small boats that were paddling themselves in place. The other first years were marveling at them while the large man who's name was Hagrid, answered questions about Hogwarts as they sailed across the lake towards a large castle.

"This would be interesting if I hadn't seen the enchanted German U-boat that uncle Sirius confiscated from that Arms Dealer. What's his name again?"

"Harry isn't this amazing. I hear Hogwarts even has an enchanted ceiling. I read about it in Hogwarts A History."

Harry chuckled at Hermione's enthusiasm. "I really have been spoiled living in Japan. No sense ruining the atmosphere." "I want to know more about the giant squid."

After an uneventful boat ride ride, the smalls boats docked at an old pier where a woman in emerald robes with black hair waited for everyone to exit the boats. "My name is Professor Mcgonagall. Please form a line and follow me."

When the assembled group reached the stairs leading into the castle Mcgonagall turned around to address them. "When your name is called the Sorting Hat will rest upon your head and sort you into one of four houses. They are Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin. Once you are sorted you will sit with your new house mates until the feast is over. Now we can get started."

As soon as Mcgonagall open the castle doors with a wave of her hand the new students entered the castle and were greeted by the sight of hundreds of other students of varying ages wearing symbols of badgers, lions, snakes, and ravens on their chests, lined up in four rows of tables inside a great hall. On the ceiling was a moving replica of the night sky which entranced all of the youths, save Harry.

"How spoiled am I if even this doesn't do anything for me?" Harry was distracted from his musings when professor Mcgonagall approached the center of the hall and placed a pointy old hat on a stool.

The hat 'perked up' as though it were alive and began to sing. Harry having already know a song was coming pointedly ignored the hat. "ouch." Hermoine pinched Harry on the arm to direct his attention at the hat. Fortunately Harry looked back in time at the Hat to clap with the other students when it was done singing.

"We've got yo try on the hat, I'll kill Fred..." Whispered a boy with bright red hair. Harry missed the rest of his comment when he saw Mcgonagall gesture to the hat.

"When I call your name, you will put the hat on your head and the hat will sort you into your new house. 'Abbott, Hannah"

Harry watched uninterested as a girl with blonde pigtails sat on the stool. "Hufflepuff!" The hat called out shortly after. Harry continued ignoring what was going on around him to hermoine's ire.

"You could at least try to care where your classmates are going. What if we end up in different houses?" Hermoine stated with worry.

Harry raised an eyebrow. "I don't see why it would matter. Unless there is a rule stating we can't associate with other houses, why should I care where anybody goes?"

"Diggory, Dudley."

Harry looked over at the hat waiting for who would approach it. "Dudley is a common enough name in England. Besides his last name is different from my whale of a cousin. Would be interesting if it was him though."

The boy was around Harry's height with blonde hair. Where Harry was lean, the boy was plump. "Hufflepuff." The hat called out and the boy ran off to sit next to a taller boy with noticeably handsome features. "That's my brother for you." The taller boy said to a group of his friends.

"Granger, Hermoine."

Harry watched intently as the Hat seemed to struggle with sorting her. "Gryffindor."

Harry looked on in boredom even as Malfoy was sorted. Malfoy even made it a point to look in Harry's directing smugly, which Harry responded with a Yawn.

"Potter, Harry."

Harry noticed how everybody in the room was on pins and needles as he approached the stool and placed the hat on his head. That's when he felt a foreign presence on the edges of his consciousness. "Plenty of bravery, Cunning, intellect, work ethic, and many other desirable qualities. Where should I put you?"

"I don't care. Just please hurry it up? The way everybody is staring at me you'd think I was a museum exhibit."

"You genuinely don't care where you are sorted. With an attitude like that only one house would even think of taking you. Better be..." "Hufflepuff."

Harry placed the hat back on the stool and observed how the entire hall seemed slackjawed until the Hufflepuff table exploded into cheers. Three of the professors were giving Harry contemplative looks. The first was the Headmaster Dumbledore who was also looked confused as though Harry didn't belong in Hufflepuff but somewhere else. The second was the greasy haired potions master Severus Snape who looked both confused and irritated. The last was a man wearing a turban on his head, he simply didn't know what to think. "The way those three are looking at me definitely tells me this school is full of a lot more than cheer and learning. I better tread carefully." Harry winced as a hot searing pain welled up behind his scar. He wiped his forehead as though removing nervous sweat and promptly sat down next to a slightly pompous boy with light blonde hair. "I'm Ernie Macmillan. I think it's great were going to be housemates."

Harry smiled and offered his hand to the boy. "I'm Harry Potter, obviously. I seem to be the only one here who doesn't know as much about me as everyone else seems to." Harry's comment caused everyone around him to laugh uproariously.

Eventually the sorting came to an end and Dumbledore stood up and cleared his throat. "Welcome to a new year at Hogwarts. I would like to say but a few words. Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak! Thank you!"

Harry ignore the headmaster's strange words as mounds of food of virtually every variety piled up in plates on ever table in the hall.

"Can you help us?" Chorused a group of translucent, wispy formed men and women.

Harry rubbed his temples. "Figures the ghosts would immediately sense my reishi, even through my body. I better come up with something quick." "I learned lot about spirits and exorcisms back home in Japan. You'd be surprised how often this comes up." Harry nervously addressed to the curious students.

Author's note time:

1.) As you can see the canon elements are in place. The story will now roll along as I envisioned it.

2.) Harry will still have a lot of the canon Harry qualities. However there will also be noticeable differences due to his mixed upbringing.

3.) Even though Harry has been training he will not be stomping wizards left and right. Powerful magic users/creatures could still make short work of him. This is not a super Harry fic.

4.) Dudley will play a bigger role than he had in canon. How he interacts with the Hogwarts cast will be interesting.