Chapter 4

   I'm sorry that this chapter was released late, i had many tests and my Asian parents made me study for a million years. I hope you can forgive me, and i will try to do better. I will not be having many tests after this week and next week, so updates will be back to normal. Thank you and enjoy!

After everybody had calmed down, and all of the kids were asleep, Leorio and Ginny chugged booze.

Not a lot of people know Ginny drank, since she seemed like such a responsible person, and she was!

Except when it came to alcohol.

"as my bestie Hermione would say, *hic*, its mimOsa, not mimosA."  Ginny proudly announced as she held a glass of mimosa to the sky.

Harry was still pondering with suspicions.

Leorio, of course, was reminded of his time with Zepile, when KIllua and Gon were kidnapped by the Phantom Troupe.

Kurapika was asleep, his head resting on Leorio's shoulder.

Ginny, still drunk, was staring at him, adoring his cuteness.

"he's like a cute little puppy~ *hic*" cooed Ginny, as if she were talking to a baby.

"hey! hands off!" yelled Leorio, "he's mine!"

Kurapika, who woke up due to the yelling, grabbed Leorio by the collar and shoved him on the bed, cuddled into his chest and fell asleep, forcing Leorio to fall asleep as well.

Ginny was admiring the two from afar.

After Harry had finally zoned back in, he took Ginny to bed and all of them had a good night's rest.

Except for Harry.

He still had suspicions., so he snuck out in the out of the middle of the night, to spy on the the squad.

Killua, who was aware of Harry spying on him and Gon, sent a wave of bloodlust, and was still half asleep, forgetting to contain most of it.

Harry, who encountered the bloodlust, was in a whole new world of fear.

His knees collapsed, and his vision went blurry.

His head began to feel light, and it felt like he was drowning in his own fear.

Harry had never experienced something so terrifying in his entire life, not even Voldemort could measure up.

His hand went up, covering his mouth, in a desperate attempt not to shriek.

Killua, smirked in his sleep, knowing that he scared Harry off by only using a fragment of bloodlust.

Harry crept back into his room, filled to the brim with terror.

He passed out next to Ginny on the bed, unable to move, and soon frightened himself to sleep.

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A loud *bonk* was heard, due to Ginny slamming Harry with a metal water bottle, causing a big purple bruise to form, and Ginny not being in the right mind, still a bit overhung.

Harry awoke with such pain, his entire life flashed before his eyes.

" WHAT?!" Harry screamed, his head turned and soon he was facing the almighty Ginny.  Harry started to get out of the bed, but still, fell back down, his eyes rolled to the back of his head, foam starting to form at the edges of his mouth, and falling back down, Harry now had a concussion.

Ginny, who had finally got the revenge she sought, just now became aware of what she just did.  She immediately rushed forward to help him out, grabbing medical supplies to deal with Harry's concussion.

A small snicker could be heard and to which belonged to the one and only, Killua Zoldyck.  He had a small dark thought, he secretly hoped that Harry would lose his memories from last night due to Killua's loss of control.

A few hours later, Harry woke once again, thankfully, not being hit again.

There was a band - aid on a certain spot on his head, and the fear that rushed up into his head and coursed through his veins was almost enough to compare to the fear that he could not remember, it was like a misplaced dream, or like a old picture from kindergarten that you just remembered.

He knew something happened, but he just couldn't place it.

           Somewhere else, a small praise rose from a  certain someone with pale ivory hair.   "thanks Luka, Illu . . . and . . . Hisoka."  The last name had some hesitation, sprinkled with a tad bit of disgust.

Along with the praise, was a few nearly silent "welcomes" could barely be heard.

*giggle* " all for you brother!"                   

"anything for my dear lover's little brother~"

"please stop, and yes, you are dearly welcome brother, though, that was the bare minimum you could have done, but i understand that he took you in, so i shall tolerate him and his strange family."

A light chuckle was released out of the pale boy, Illumi's emotions were getting better, and as a little brother, he was proud.

"awwww~, is my little Illu forming emotions?~" cooed Hisoka 

A pale hand slapped Hisoka' s face, and the brightly haired man turned his head towards Killua, a hint of shock behind his deep amber eyes.

The clown apologized to Killua, holding his hands next to his head.

Alluka giggled at the sight, glad to see them bonding.

A smile tugged at Illumi' s pale pink lips, his eyes softening at the sight, his head slightly cocking to the side, letting his raven hair graze and fall over his shoulders.

He too was just as happy to see his " family " bonding, not considering the fact that they just erased a man' s memories and said that it was the bare minimum.

A normal person would think, that is very cruel and sadistic.

 Meanwhile a Zoldyck would think, aww, how sweet.

Can you tell the difference?