I kind of just wanted to write a Harry goes back in time fic where he meets his parents…But he's a little bit different from cannon.

Full of crossdressing mayhem and some hints of Harry x Sirius. Don't know if the pairing will go anywhere or not. We'll have to see~

I do not own Harry Potter.

"You're going to have to do better than that, James if you want to get passed me." Sirius taunted from up on his broom by the goal.

James smirked,

"I'll have you know, I'm just getting warmed up. You are a beginner, after all." He said with mock sympathy.

"Oh, please, you're full of it." Sirius snorted.

James gave him another smirk then charged forwards.

"HOLY HELL, WATCH OUT!" someone shouted.

James stopped abruptly and looked towards the shouting, only for another body to slam into his. He barely managed to hold onto his broom.

"James!" Sirius yelled after the two falling bodies and dove after them. Of course, he was too late and the two of them hit the ground. Sirius landed beside them, "James? Are you okay?"
"Ugh!" James sat up, grabbing the top of his head. He felt like he'd just been hit by a sludge hammer…or a falling girl?
He looked down at the person who'd hit him.

She was cute, he thought (although no one could compare to Lily), with long, black hair that went down to her mid-back. Her face was scrunched up with pain.

"Shit." She cursed under her breath.

She was dressed weirdly, James noted. In some sort of sailor uniform.

The girl looked up at him, then smiled,

"Thanks for breaking my fall. That was awful nice of you."
"It…wasn't on purpose." James said hesitantly. Really, it wasn't.

She got up abruptly, then dusted herself off,

"Well…Guess I should go. See ya."

"Wait!" Sirius stopped her, "Where exactly did you fall from?" He looked up, trying to figure out if there was some sort of invisible platform he wasn't seeing.

"Uh…" The girl looked stuck a moment, "I teleported."
"Apparated?" Sirius raised an eyebrow.

"No, teleported." The girl corrected, "There's a difference."
"Okay…since you hit me, don't you think I should get an explanation?" James crinkled his nose, still rubbing the back of his head.

The girl let out a sigh,

"Apparition is something wizards do on their own. Teleporting is when someone else sends you."

"Ah." That wasn't what he'd meant when he'd asked, "Where were you trying to go?" He asked her.

"Akihabara Japan." The girl answered readily, her eyes glazed over slightly, "Home of maid cafes, sailor outfits and the neko girl."
"The…what?" Sirius asked. The maid café part sounded interesting.

"Girls with cat ears who say nyan at the end of every sentence." The girl's eyes gleamed, "Anyways, I should go back home. Luna will be waiting for me in Akihabara and…if she's left waiting too long she'll end up wandering off."

"Oh…" Sirius looked uncertain, although made a mental note to go to this Akihabara place sometime in the future. "Uh…so you don't attend Hogwarts? What school do you go to?"
"School?" The girl repeated, then seemed to realize something, "Am I…" she looked down at herself, then put her hands on her chest and then traveled them over her body.

James and Sirius both blushed as the girl furrowed her brow in confusion. She then looked down at her hand blankly, as though expecting to see something there.

"Huh…that's weird."

"W-what are you doing?" James stuttered.

"Huh?" The girl asked, tilting her head to the side. She looked confused over something, then recognition flashed across her face, "Oh…fuck. Um…what year is this?"
"Nineteen seventy-five?" James answered uncertainly.

"Oh…" The girl paused, "And your name is…"
"Are you taking the micky?" Sirius wondered.

"James. James Potter. This is Sirius. Sirius Black." James introduced.

The girl's face paled considerably,

"Shit…" it had to be some sort of coincidence…right?

"What's wrong?" Sirius asked.

"Nothing." The girl brightened, "I'm Harry, by the way."
"Harry…is that short for Harriet?" Sirius wondered, still having a lot of unanswered questions.
"Huh?" The girl gave him a weird look, "Oh…it's 'cause I'm dressed as a girl, isn't it?" The 'girl' then reached up and pulled her hair, which came off, revealing short, messy, black hair, not dissimilar to James.

"See? I'm a boy."

Both Sirius and James looked shell-shocked, their jaws fell open slightly as they stared at her.

"Why the hell are you dressed as a girl!?" Sirius shouted, "You do know that only girls wear skirts, right?" He had to ask, because sometimes some of the pureblood families got confused with muggle fashion.
"Of course." Harry answered as though it were common knowledge, "That's why it's called crossdressing."
Sirius pinched the bridge of his nose,

"Seriously, who the hell are you!?"

"Harry Potter." Harry beamed at him, "But you can just call me Harry."
"Potter?" James repeated baffled, "Like…the Potters? Like my family?"
"It's just a coincidence." Harry waved his hand airily.

Sirius looked between the two,

"Holly shit! He's like your clone!" Sirius shouted, taking a step back.

James looked over at Harry, quickly seeing the similarities as well. They really did look alike. Scarily alike. Hell, they could be twins! Save for Harry's eyes.

"I don't see it." Harry said, then put the wig on James's head, "No, wait…I think I'm getting it now."
Sirius's lips twitched, he snickered. Then his snickers turned into an all out laugh. James ripped the wig off his head and threw it at Sirius.

Harry shot James a look, then swiped the wig from Sirius and put it back on his head.

"What in the name of Merlin is going on here!?"

The three turned to see Professor McGonagall marching out onto the pitch.

The war was over. Harry had managed to defeat Voldemort. About a year after the chaos, Harry went on a journey to discover himself. He really didn't know who he was after spending so much time fighting for his life…he'd never really thought he'd get the chance to actually live.

Now he had a chance and he could do whatever he wanted.

Harry just so happened to run across Luna Lovegood. She was doing a study on the Kappa in Japan while Harry was there to see the sights.

They ran across each other by pure coincidence, of course.

"I'm very curious about the muggle manga." Luna said airily, "I mean, for some peculiar reason, it comes up a lot in muggle comic books and their depictions are almost always quite accurate. Would you help me study this phenomenon?"

Harry, having jumped from job to job since the war was open to any means of making money and Luna was offering to pay.

However, after about a month, Harry found he was actually enjoying manga and anime.

It was funny, awkward, perverted and most of the time, he was quite sure that none of those situations would actually happen in real life.

Luna, being the oddball that she is, started enjoying it as well and the two of them formed a far deeper connection than they had before.

At some point, Luna convinced him to do a crossplay and…although embarrassing at first, it grew less embarrassing really fast.

Luna had said he was a bit of a bishonen, and most people found his crossdressing to be weirdly believable. Even Ron had accidentally hit on him in a bar once.

It was an incident Harry liked to tease him over to this day.

Then…one evening, late at night, a massive, cloaked figure appeared before his bed.

Harry woke up and drew his wand immediately.

"Master…" The figure spoke.

"Mas…ter?" Harry repeated confusedly.

"I…am…Death…you…are….my…master."
"Uh…" Harry trailed off. How was someone supposed to respond to a large, imposing figure claiming to be Death, standing over their bed at night and calling them master?

"Okay." Harry decided.

"I…shall…grant…my…master's…wish…"
Harry's eyes widened and his face lit up.

"Really?"

Considering the circumstances, Harry thought it was really quite reasonable to assume his wish was to go with Luna to Akihabara. That had been what the two of them had been saving up to do all year.

"Wait! I can't go dressed like this!"

One change of clothes later and Harry was dressed as a Japanese school girl.

Death did not find this odd in the slightest, or if he did, he didn't say anything.