Fic: Ohana Means Nobody Gets Left Behind Ch 5
Author: dreamwind83
Pairing: Steve McGarret/ Danny “Danno” Williams
Rating: R (Just to be safe)
Spoilers: Season 1 of H50
Warnings: AU, vague mentions of child abuse
Disclaimer: I do not own any version of the Harry Potter series or the Hawaii Five-O (2010) series. I make no profit from this work of fiction.
Author's Notes: CROSSOVER with Harry Potter books, Not compliant with the HP books after book 2
Summary: A surprising accident leads to Harry finding out he has a family waiting for him in paradise.
Timeline Info: Chapter 5 takes place between episodes 1.05 and 1.06 and is supposed to take place in October
Chapter 1 :: Chapter 2 :: Chapter 3 :: Chapter 4 :: Chapter 5 :: Chapter 6 :: Chapter 7 :: Chapter 8
Chapter 5: Hau’oli La Hanau
McGarrett House, Hawaii
Steve stared across the table eyes locked on the ones across from him. He had had a lot of staring contests as a SEAL. Enemy forces trying to scare him into revealing secrets, fellow SEALs pissed that he could easily one-up them and drill instructors trying to prove they were more dangerous than he was. None of them had been able to hold his gaze for more than two minutes, max, without blinking or looking away. And here he was trying not to blink or look away, sweat dripping off his brow while his adversary stared calmly back. Unthinkable. She would not beat him.
Licking his lips Steve reached blinding out to take hold of his glass, swallowing back a large drink of water, his eyes never leaving the ones across from him. His eyes were burning with the strain of staying desperately open. He didn’t care how beautiful she was or how dangerous she could be, he could defeat her. He would defeat her.
“Uh, Steve,” Danny stood in the entrance to the kitchen watching Steve. “I’m not sure I even want to know what you are doing.”
“Shh, Danno. I go this.” Steve waved absentmindedly at his partner.
“You got what exactly, Steve? ‘Cause to me it looks like you are having a staring contest with an owl.”
“Morning, Danno,” Harry said stumbling into the kitchen.
Danny turned to smile at Harry, who’s dark hair was sticking up in all directions even worse than normal. His pajama bottoms hung dangerously low on his hips and Danny couldn’t help but shake his head that prim little Harry was picking up some of Steve’s habits. “Morning, Harry.”
Harry yawned as he reached up into the cupboard to pull down a cup. Danny watched him for a moment as he went about making his morning up of tea. A smile tugging at the corner of his mouth Danny turned to look back at Steve who was still trying to out stare Hedwig. “So Harry you have any idea why SuperSEAL here is trying to out stare your bird?”
Harry blinked and looked over to the table where Steve and Hedwig were still perched. An eyebrow raised as he watched the two. “How long has Steve been at it?”
“No idea. I’ve only been here about five minutes.”
“And he’s been at it that long,” asked Harry. He let out a chuckle and then walked over to lean across Steve’s shoulder. “That’s pretty good. I’ve never seen anyone last that long against her before.” Harry shook his head and gave Danny a fondly amused look. “You can’t beat her. Many have tried and all have failed.”
Hedwig let out a strong hoot of agreement, startling Steve into blinking. Steve cursed and leaned back into his cousin’s arms. “Damn. I was so close.” Steve gave Hedwig a dirty look. “Cheater.”
Hedwig’s feathers fluffed up with indignation and she spun around on the back of the chair, lifting her tail feathers at Steve. Harry chuckled and silently promised to make a little bacon for Hedwig after Steve and Danno headed out. He didn’t want Steve to come back only the find owl poop all over the Marquis…or in his boots…or all over his board shorts.
“You goof,” Danny shook his and wandered over to the table, plopping down into the chair next to Steve, bumping their shoulders together fondly. “Stop playing with Hedwig and get ready. I’m going to steal you for an hour to go get some party supplies and the responsible one in your family,” Danny waved at Harry, “will start making some finger foods that everyone can snack on.”
Steve reached up and patted the back of Harry’s head. “You going to be okay on your own?”
“Yeah, Steve. I’m not going to burn the house down. Besides I have your cell number and the cell numbers for Kono, Chin and Danno.” Harry leaned down, nuzzling his face into Steve’s shoulder. “Besides Kamekona is supposed to arrive to help make the shave ice in another half hour or so. And Chin and Kono are already on their way over, I’m sure. So I won’t be alone that long.” Harry pulled back up, dropping a kiss on the top of Steve’s head as Steve seemed to be fond of randomly doing to Harry. “Besides this is your house, what could possibly happen to me here?”
Steve winced as he though of his father’s last moments in the house. He didn’t want that to happen to Harry, not ever, not if he could help it. As such he had been loath to leave his cousin alone anywhere for more than five minutes. He was sure it was driving Harry bat-shit crazy, but the kid was good at pretending nothing was wrong. Years of abuse and neglect certainly trained Harry well on keep weakness hidden. Steve didn’t like that even if he respected the skill it took to have that much control of yourself. He really wished he didn’t see that behavior in his little cousin because it made him wonder just what Petunia and her husband had done to Harry that he could do something that took extensive SEAL training to accomplish normally.
He didn’t want to force Harry to tell him about what it was like living with Petunia and Vernon, but if they had done enough to make him be able to hide that well, then he might have to force the issue. Just not today. Today was supposed to be a happy day. Danny had Grace for the weekend and the team was getting together to hold her a birthday party. Parties were fun.
“Alright. I give.” Steve tossed Harry a grin and stood up, turning out of the chair. Ruffling Harry’s hair Steve turned to look at Danny who was still sitting calmly at the chair sipping his coffee. “You coming, Danno?”
Danny shared a smirk with Harry before following his partner out the door.
“So, Danny started as he took his spot in the passenger side of his own car. “Things seem to be going okay with Harry so far?”
“I guess.” Steve glanced out the rearview mirror as they pulled out of the driveway. For a moment he thought he might have seen something moving. “I still can’t get him to agree to a school. I think he has been hoping to go back to the private school in Scotland.”
“Well, moving away from all your friends like that would be hard on a boy Harry’s age. Especially one with a background of abuse. That school was likely the first chance Harry ha to see how he should have been treated and to make real friends.”
Steve glanced over at Danny, his frown marring the otherwise handsome features. “What did you find out?”
“Nothing good.” Danny sighed and tugged at his tie. “Apparently the Dursley’s had been spreading the rumor that Harry was being sent away to a special school for juvenile delinquents. But I’ve also had a hard time getting anything on the school in Scotland other than it is a school for gifted students. But a contact of mine found out some other interesting things that I couldn’t through normal channels.”
“What kind of things, Danny?” Steve did not like this at all. Danny was being far too serious. Steve had only seen him behave this way when working on a case involving children.
“Apparently one of the teachers at Harry’s school died under mysterious circumstances in ’08. Harry was also listed as being put into the schools hospital wing around that same time. And last year apparently several students were nearly killed when another student let loose a very venomous snake. Not sure what species only that it is deadly for humans and that the contact heard rumors the snake was near thirty feet in length. Again there was a record of Harry being put in the hospital wing around the time the snake was captured and killed.”
“Shit. Anything else?”
“Yeah. The official report of death for James and Lily Potter was murder. The report lists a Sirius Black as the killer but there doesn’t appear to be much more than a few eyewitness statements, none of which is better than vague descriptions of a dark haired man being spotted in the rubble by the damaged part of the house. There is also no record of a trial being held at all. It seems like he was apprehended after chasing down a Peter Pettigrew, who was killed in an explosion, cause unknown, and then just tossed in a maximum security jail.”
“Fuck. No wonder Sirius didn’t take Harry in.” Danny looked over at Steve questioningly. “Sirius was James’ best friend and was listed as Harry’s Godfather. Harry was to live with Sirius if something happened and if Sirius was unable to take care of him then Harry was to come to me.”
“So if your cousin and her husband died when Harry was one, why wasn’t Harry sent to your family after they arrested Sirius?”
“I have no idea. At the very least the executor should have contacted my Father if I was on a mission.”
“Damn, Steve there is something wrong about all of this.”
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McGarrett House, Hawaii
Harry waited for almost ten minutes after Steve and Danno left before heading to the backdoor to let Kamekona inside. The large Hawaiian had agreed to arrive early in order to talk with Harry about magic. Kamekona had already told Harry he knew a good local wizard who could teach Harry about island magic. Harry was excited about that because he was starting to think he didn’t want to return to Hogwarts. As much as he loved it there he found that he loved it here more. Here he was just Harry. He wasn’t The-Boy-Who-Lived or Gryffindor’s Golden Boy or The Heir of Slytherin. He liked that.
“Aloha, little brah,” Kamekona smiled down at Harry from where he was standing in the now open doorway.
“Aloha, Kamekona.” Harry stepped back allowing the older man inside before he leaned back out the door, checking for anything that Kamekona may have left outside. He didn’t see anything else so he turned around and headed back inside. “Thank you for coming early.”
“No prob, little brah. I got some books for you to read before you can talk to mah Uncle.” Harry looks at Kamekona, obviously confused but willing to accept the others words at face value. “Brah you’re a haole. A Kahuna like mah Uncle don’t normally deal with haoles. Let alone a haole wizard. But he knows you. Said the spirits of the islands talk about you.”
“Is that good?”
“No idea, brah.”
“Oh,” Harry fiddled with the light cotton sleeves of his shirt nervously. “Uh…well, maybe we should start cooking?”
Kamekona slapped Harry on the back, nearly knocking him over. The warm, familiar gesture reminded Harry strongly of Hagrid and he felt his heart clench a bit. He missed his friends. He missed Hogwarts. Still watching the large man wander through the house, pulling out a small trunk from his pocket, which he causally enlarged with a word Harry couldn’t hope to pronounce, made him feel like he really was home. Kamekona chuckled at Harry’s surprised look and waved him over to the counter.
“I have all the items for shave ice and some extra groceries I thought you might want, little brah.”
“Oh?”
“I got you some honey from my Auntie’s place, a couple large pineapples, some bananas, a coconut, and some fish. Good stuff.”
Harry shook his head. “Why’d you bring all that?”
“Thought you might like it.”
“Thanks. Although I don’t think Danno likes pineapples, so we might not have a reason for it.” Harry pursed his lips thinking. “I should cut some of it up anyway since everyone else likes it. I could make it up to Danno by baking him something.”
Quickly looking through the cupboards Harry pulled down some various items, smiling when he realized that with the honey Kamekona brought he had everything to make Struffoli. Danno might not like pineapple but Harry was sure he would like honey cakes. Kamekona seemed amused by how badly Harry want to impress Danny and Steve and no matter how Harry tried to make him understand that he just wanted them to be happy, Kamekona just smiled and laughed. Harry wasn’t sure what was going through the big guys mind and he was starting to wonder if he even wanted to know.
“I can make some Struffoli for Danno and some Monkey Buns for Grace,” Harry said mostly to himself. Harry smiled as he planed out how to start the sticky buns shaped like monkey heads, with caramelized bananas for eyes. They would take the longest to make but they would be very tasty and he was sure Grace would get a kick out of it.
They worked quietly together for a while, Kamekona kneading the dough as Harry cut and caramelized the sliced bananas. Harry had so much he wanted to know about the islands, the magic here and about Steve and Danno. It was all so new that Harry felt a bit out of his depth. Sometimes he felt like he was drowning under all the pressure of his old life and everything that he didn’t know, under everything he was hiding and everything he wanted to share. He didn’t feel very much like the Gryffindor he was supposed to be a lot of the time. But maybe that was why he was brave? Was bravery really rushing headfirst into danger? Or was it taking on a task that could be dangerous simply because it was right? Danno had explained that doing what was right and doing what was easy was often not one and the same. That doing what was right was often dangerous. Steve and Danno made him think about that more than he ever did back in England. In fact he thought very little there about what he did. He just did it because it was what he was expected to do. He liked that being here gave him the freedom to think and to really choose without the pressure of everyone else’s expectations oppressing down on him.
He had talked with Chin a few nights ago when Steve and Danno had been out undercover busting a drug-smuggler who worked out of a local gay bar. They had talked for hours and Harry had let slip the truth about how his father had worked for the government and had been put into hiding because of a terrorist that he got a little to close to. Chin had been surprised a bit but had stayed a steady presence at Harry’s side. Helping Harry to accept that as a baby he couldn’t have saved his parents and that no matter what Voldemort was the real cause of his parents deaths. They had talked more about Hogwarts and how the other students treated him and about the issue of ‘blood purity’ that seemed to be splitting the country and the school because a large number of the students were children of people who could not be proven to be a part of the terrorist organization that killed his parents. Chin had listened to Harry and offered his opinion but he never told Harry what he should do and for that Harry loved him. People were always telling Harry what he should do.
Harry was sure that like Chin, the other members of Five-O would respond the same way. Listening carefully to everything Harry said and didn’t say and then offering him advice on what they would do. It made Harry smile every time. His little family here was growing bit by bit. He had found a little sister in Grace, and he had never thought he would enjoy spending quite so much time playing Barbie’s with her as he did on the few weekends that Danno brought her over. He had a surrogate uncle in Chin and an older sister in Kono. And then there was Steve and Danno who seemed to be a combination of parents and older brothers, which Harry hadn’t quite worked out yet, but loved nonetheless. And now there was Kamekona, and Harry wasn’t sure where he was going to fit in yet.
“Kamekona,” asked Harry.
“Yeah, little brah?”
“I was just wondering. About Steve and Danno. Are they –“ What Harry was about to ask was suddenly cut off as the doorbell rang.
Both Harry and Kamekona turned to look towards the front of the house. Chin and Kono wouldn’t have rang and Steve hadn’t told them to expect anyone else just yet. Harry supposed that Rachel, who was dropping Grace off after school, could be there early. But after everything he had heard, Harry was sure she would have called Danno at least to let him know and Danno would have called them. Kamekona glanced down at Harry and waved him to go find a hiding spot just in case. Five-O had a lot of enemies and while most of them would simply break in and attack, there were still those who would just pretend to be friendly and then wait to be let in before they knifed you in the back. Shaking his head Harry faced Kamekona silently telling the larger man that he wasn’t going to hide from whoever or whatever was at the door.
Muttering under his breath as the doorbell rang again, Kamekona left Harry in the kitchen to follow if he wanted, and headed to the front of the house to answer the door. Kamekona froze as he opened the door. He had seen a lot of crazy haoles before but this one was certainly the strangest.
“Hullo, Goodman.” The elderly man smiled up at Kamekona from behind a pair of half-moon glasses. “Would this happen to be the residence of Steve McGarrett?”
“Who be asking, haole?” Kamekona glared suspiciously at the old man. While he was certainly old he looked by no means fragile and Kamekona could feel the contained power swirling around the edges of the man.
“Professor,” asked Harry from behind Kamekona.
“Ah, Harry. I do have the right house then.” Professor Dumbledor smiled at Harry from around Kamekona, who was still looking at him as if he was a crazy man wielding a knife and screaming about pidgins taking over the world.
Harry blinked as Professor Dumbledore finally squeezed around Kamekona and entered the house. He had seen Dumbledore in some strange cloths before but this one was pretty over the top even for him. His beard was still as long as ever but it now appeared that it had flowers and glass beads braided into it. There was a rather large straw hat, which Harry only imagined an old lady should be wearing, perched on his head. His normal robes had been replaced by an electric green shirt decorated with hula girls, tiki drinks and pigs in coconut bras. He also wore a pair of purple board shorts with a white and yellow flower pattern and a pair of flip-flops. All in all it made his head hurt even more than Dumbledore’s outfit usually did.
“What are you doing here,” asked Harry.
“I came to see how you were doing, my boy.” Dumbledore smiled up at Kamekona before casually placing his hand on Harry’s shoulder. “Perhaps we might sit down to a nice cuppa while we talk.”
“Oh!” Harry blushed and quickly led the Headmaster back into the kitchen directing him to sit at the table while he quickly checked on the Monkey Buns cooking in the oven. “Is Green Tea okay, Professor?”
“That would be fine, Harry.”
Harry turned to start the tea pot boiling and went back to sit by Kamekona and the Professor who were watching each other with an expression Harry couldn’t quite place. “Um, Professor. What are you doing here?”
“Well, Harry I came because we became worried when none of the owls sent for you could locate you. We only learned from the Muggle government what happened a week ago. You see Harry owls aren’t allowed to deliver mail to muggle orphanages or foster homes. In those cases a magical representative will go to meet the child to explain about the Wizarding World. In your case as you had previously attended Hogwarts the department normally notified of a magical child in a muggle orphanage was not contacted.”
Harry nodded understanding that he hadn’t just been abandoned and went to get the pot off the stove. “So that’s why I never got any letters.”
Dumbledore sipped the tea Harry placed in front of him. “Indeed. I am sorry it took so long to find you, my boy. But I am glad to see you found more family.”
“Yeah,” Harry smiled into his cup. “I like it here, Professor. I like staying with Steve.”
“I imagine so. From what I have seen over the last two days your cousin and his friends are good people.” Dumbledore smiled at Harry. “I believe that your cousin and his partner have arrived.”
“What,” Harry looked up startled to find Steve and Danno walking in through the doorway.
“Harry,” Steve looked at his cousin and at Kamekona sitting next to him and then to the strangely dressed old man. It took a moment but he suddenly realized that this was the same old man who had officiated James and Lily’s wedding. “Professor Dumbledore?”
“Ah, Steven. So good to see you again. Would you like to join us for some tea?”
“Okay, What the hell is going on,” Danno growled. His internal alarm was going crazy. Whoever this old man was, he was dangerous.
“Danno, this is Professor Dumbledore.” Steve waved at Dumbledore who smiled and waved back at Danny. “He is the headmaster of Harry’s school.”
“You know Professor Dumbledore,” asked Harry surprised.
“Yeah.” Steve walked in and ruffled Harry’s hair before sitting down. “He officiated your parents wedding.”
“I didn’t know that,” Harry said sadly.
“I am sorry about that, my boy. I meant to tell you about them but the last few years the school has been very busy.”
“Yeah. All those deadly snakes and killer teachers would make things busy,” Danny said with a glare. “Care to explain that? Because we sure as hell aren’t sending Harry back into that snakes pit.”
Dumbledore’s eyebrow arched up but Harry noticed the twinkle was still in his eyes. “Unfortunately, I am only a teacher. I do my best to check out all the applicants for the teaching position and they have all cleared. It appears that neither Professor that attacked Harry had been on the Governments radar as suspected terrorists. As for the snake incident it appears the Father of one of the other students was blackmailing one of our first years into letting the snake lose.”
“Malfoy,” snarled Harry.
Steve looked like he was going to comment only for the headmaster to interrupt him. “Indeed. Mr. Malfoy was threatening the students family. So she felt she had no option but to do as he demanded.”
“He was arrested, I hope.” Danny was looking even more pissed off than a moment ago. He did not like people harming children in any manner. It was something about him that Harry adored.
“Mr. Malfoy has too many friends in high places and it was his word against the child of a family that has been known to be in a blood feud with Mr. Malfoy’s family for generations. Without anything other than her word the government refused to take any action.”
“Is Ginny okay, Professor?”
“She is doing well, Harry. Her and the other Weasley children have all been to my office multiple times since the beginning of the school year, asking about you. They and Hermione are very worried about you.” Dumbledore smiled gently at Harry and Steve who had scooted his chair up next to Harry’s so he could wrap an arm over Harry’s shoulders. “They will be pleased to know that you are doing so well.”
Harry smiled and blushed, looking down at his hands as he rotated the teacup on the table in front of him. “Professor…” Harry licked his lips, suddenly unsure. “I think…I think I want to stay here.”
Dumbledore smiled at Harry and gently placed one withered hand over Harry’s. “I figure as much already, my boy. I have already contacted the bank to let them know in advance that you may need to transfer your trust fund to their branch here in Hawaii. You can send them a confirmation along with this,” Dumbledore pulled out a small packet of paper from…well Harry wasn’t sure where. None of his cloths appeared to have any pockets. “It’ll be a formal document listing Steven as your new Guardian and give him access to your accounts until you are of age. This way he can access them if you need anything.”
“Thanks.” Harry smiled and leaned into Steve’s shoulder.
“You’re quite welcome. Oh and Harry,” Dumbledore said standing up,” Do remember to explain everything to them. I am sure they could be of great assistance to you in the future,” Smiling once more at his student and his new family, Dumbledore vanish with a small CRACK of the air.
“Okay. What the HELL!” Danny looked at the others, surprised to see that Steve appeared to be the only other person startled by a grown man vanishing into nothingness right in front of them.
“I think there is a lot you need to explain,” said Steve.
“Yeah.” Harry licked his lips. “It might take a while.”
“We aren’t going anywhere,” Danny said after carefully examining the seat the headmaster had been using. Finding nothing obviously wrong with it, Danny sat down. “Now how did he do-“
“Aloha, brah,” called Kono.
Danny cursed loudly and Steve just sighed. “We’ll talk about this later.”
Harry nodded and then turned to smile as Chin and Kono walked into the room, bags in hand. “We’ve brought Kim Chee and presents!”
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The next hour had been a little strained at first but eventually Steve and Danny relaxed. Streamers and paper cutout dolphins and been hung up all over inside and outside brightly colored paper lanterns hand been strung about the lanai and in the lower tree branches. Food and snakes were already overflowing across the table and kitchen counters even as Steve stood out by the grill cooking up the fish steaks that Kamekona brought and the actual steaks Danno and he had picked up at the store.
Rachel, Danny’s ex-wife had driven over with Grace in tow and had pulled Danny aside to talk to him. Harry had watched for a moment as Danny looked closer and closer to exploding before he turned sharply and marched off in a different direction. Which left Harry standing awkwardly watching Danno’s ex-wife watch him. She looked at him like she recognized him and Harry couldn’t help but reach up to try and flatten his bangs over his scar, uncomfortable with her sharp, knowing gaze. She said nothing though. Just watched him for a minute before driving off.
“Harry,” called Grace from inside.
“Coming, Gracie.” Harry turned away and headed inside. He had a birthday to attend for the girl he considered his little sister and he wasn’t going to let surprised visits from the headmaster or ex-wives with knowing looks keep him from celebrating with her and the rest of his ohana.
AN: For those wondering the title means ‘Happy Birthday’ in Hawaiian. (At last according to my internet source.)
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