Wizard among Mafia√

Death's explanation

(Hello everyone!
Sorry for the long wait. Had to go through the Katekyoshi Hitman Reborn manga again in order to come up with this chapter and the next one.
But now here we are.
The picture is not mine
Harry Potter and Katekyoshi Hitman Reborn is not mine.
'thinking'
"talking"
Enjoy)

After Harry had woken up from his sleep he couldn't help but snuggle into Padfoot some more. It was just that comfortable. He heard a chuckle coming from the side and felt a boney hand running through his hair. Harry half wondered if Death was ever able to touch others before without killing them, but didn't voice his thoughts out loud feeling silly.

Death chuckled again hearing his Young Master's thoughts. He wanted to point out he was most of the time too busy with the dead to bother with the living but just like Harry he didn't voice his thoughts.

Death, "Young Master."

Harry, "Harry please, I'm honestly not comfortable with this Master stuff. Reminds me of Voldemort!"

Death, "Very well, Harry! Are you ready to know and understand the new world you are in?"

Harry, "Yes, I am. Death... I can feel magic in this world similar to before. But somehow it feels different. Like there is one external and another internal. Am I making sense?"

Death, "Yes, I figured you would be more sensitive now then before. The Hallows more or less took away the mortal limitations that wizards are naturally born with when you accepted them and won their allegiance. You will slowly be able to sense more than one type of energy. There is a type of magic in this world. It has two main distinction and many branches."

Harry cuddled with Padfoot who kept staring at Death, "Interesting! From what I recall from the memories this is a fairly modern world. Perhaps a little bit more advanced than my previous one. I'm just happy I have memories of the time my counterpart studied and cleared his education baring college. I might just do that. I was never comfortable with the fact my wizarding education was incomplete. But there are no information or anything on this magic and if my counterpart could use it. There are no accidental magic to show for it."

Death, "Small mercies indeed." Death was quite amused with how fast Harry was accepting this. Cuddling with the giant guard dog probably help. Now if it'll only stop looking at Death so suspiciously. Death wouldn't hurt their own Master thank you very much.

Harry, "The muggle history is also the same except for a few difference in names and years. But I suppose that is expected. And one thing we don't need to worry about. And Huh!  I just noticed there was a Barty Crouch as one of my teachers in school. And Tom was the Headmaster....... Death you're pulling my leg."

Death laughed at Harry's indignant expression, "Calm Harry, they were reborn as well yes but they were in a time before you. They lived a very happy and content life. You need not worry about them. Plus you did go through your memories."

Harry still pouted, "I was more focused on Mom, Dad, Papa and Daddy. I didn't pay attention to the school side."

Death sighed at the longing, "Apologies Harry but if I had brought you here when your counterpart was younger, that would have caused you and your counterpart to enter into a coma which would have been troublesome. Now shall we get back on topic?"

Harry, "I understand! Yes, you were telling me about the magic that exist in this world."

Death, "Indeed but instead of magic the people of this world call it Deathperation Flamme, it is a very unique piece of magic that has dominated this world since the beginning. It is mostly known in your world as soul magic. Or as your ministry likes to call "dark magic". The insult truly."

Harry's eyes widened at that. The magic that was considered dark in his world was not considered dark here. He was shocked but then again most Ministry were bigoted assholes so. If Death could smile he would at Harry's expression. He's  Young Master was just too adorable in his opinion.

Harry, "Do I have it then? And the strange man, dwarf, ummmmmmm...  Skull, does he have it too?"

Death, "Indeed, in this world unlike yours, while there is a secret society no one is exempt from having it. They believe anyone who wants to be able to use it will find a way to access it. Also there are no pure, half or muggleborn. Only civilians and fighters. You have to be a fighter to be able to access it."

Harry couldn't help but marvel at the difference between the two worlds. He joked, "Damn now I wish Skull was here. I feel like channeling my inner Hermione."
Death gave a cold laugh at that. Skull was lucky he bonded with his Masters younger counterpart before they came here. Very lucky.

*Meanwhile during an Arcobaleno meeting Skull felt a cold dread go down his spine and looks around.

Reborn hits him over the head, "Pay attention lackey."

Skull, "Sorry sempai!"*

Death snorted at Harry's expression, he looked forward to the meeting. It'll be interesting.

Death, "You should also know Harry, that just like the Hallows existed in your world. This world has it's own power items called the Trinettesette. These items unlike the Hallows are bound to this world and keeps it balanced."

Harry who had paled at knowing there was another set out there gave a sigh of relief. He had his hands full with three conscious items already, he didn't want to be responsible for another three. No thank you.

Death, "There are still more you need to learn. And more you need to understand especially the connection between you and Skull."

Harry, "Connection? I know that my counterpart was close to Skull but I get the feeling you are talking about something deeper than just a simple friendship or relationship."

Death, "Yes, indeed. I'm quite happy you're taking all this so calmly so far."

Harry, "Things may be different here but some things are the same so I guess I haven't had the reason to freak out much yet."

Death, "We shall continue again later Harry, I believe your Padfoot is getting hungry and impatient and you need food as well. You must make sure to take care of yourself in this world. You have a new chance."

Harry smiled softly at Death, "I will I promise. Thank you Death!"

Harry got off the bed and walked out following Pads to the kitchen. Death watched him go and wondered how and what his reaction would be once he realized what it means to be connected here. That too with the strongest Cloud user in this world. If Death could smirk he would. He is not going to easily allow someone to bound themselves to his young Master. Harmonisation or not. Skull better be ready for a future visit. Death had not forseen his Master's younger self would run into a flame user. They blame Fate for that.

Call Death possessive but when you are unable to have a child of your own and you finally found one that belongs to you and accepts you for who you are, you can't help the feeling and desire to keep them to yourselves. Cherish them, protect them and teach them. Death understands that it's not possible for them to be with Harry all the time and he'll still desire for human company but all of a sudden he feels like a father readying his gun to greet the brat that stole his daughter's affection. He shook the feeling off and went back to ferrying the dead to their rebirth or final rest. He would return once Harry is ready to talk again.

(Yosh that's one chapter done
I'll upload the next chapter soon after I make some tweaks.
Hope you all enjoyed everyone.
Took some time to come up with my one explanation on the Dying will flames so it doesn't come off as copy and paste.
There is still a  lot Death has to tell Harry but it'll be in the next chapter and we'll have a sneak peek on what the Arcobaleno are doing!)