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Chapter 1: The Return

Hello my beautiful readers, i have decided to pick up a dead story from another author. I do apologise but if you are a reader of my other crossover The Absolute Solver Hero: Tessa then i will be posting a new chapter whenever i can find the motivation to, this DOESN'T mean that its on hiatus just that both this and my other story will be updated randomly.

As stated in the description for this story the story itself is not mine, i'm just annoyed that it got left off where it did and have decided to pick it up to see a more satisfactory ending without a cliffhanger that threatens to drop me into a endless abyss of unanswered questions.

As for this, Harry disappeared at the end of his 1st year and has appeared during his 4th year while the two schools have arrived and the first trial has already ended; so his name hasn't been drawn from the Goblet.

For Tokyo Ghoul, this fanfic starts near the end of season 2, so instead of Kaneki going to the CCG investigators, he's going to Hogwarts to live a fresh life away from Ghouls. (But obviously shit will happen)

Also, it'll be explained why Harry/Kaneki was in Japan in the first place and I'm pretty sure you all have an idea as to how he got there in the first place. Also I'll be referring to Harry as Kaneki. Aaaaannnddd there may be a tiny bit of Dumbledore and Rin bashing. Idk yet. It may not happen.

With that sorted, lets start this shit.

(Kaneki's Pov)

"Let's go home." Were the last words i heard from my best friend as his hand slipped from my face, devoid of life as i'm left alone for good this time. I felt tears run down my cheeks but i didn't care, nor did i care about the uncomfortable position i was in, nor did i care about a CCG investigators finding me or that there was a battle raging on a few streets down; all i cared about was the hollow feeling in my chest....And after i learned that Hide, my one true best friend that helped me through these tough times, accepted me still and i never got to tell him the truth. That Kaneki isn't his real name, that i wasn't normal to begin with... that i'm an actual magic using wizard. I never got to tell Hide about my first year at Hogwarts, about learning magic and the majestic castle or my adventures from when i was still an innocent and naïve kid. I didn't get to tell him about Ron and his brothers or Hermione or the twit Malfoy.

My, friends...

My eyes widened slightly in realisation. How were my friends in Britain doing? Better than my situation i hoped. Ever since i got stranded in Japan and left for dead by my bitch of an Aunt and bastardised whale of a Uncle i remembered trying to find a way to contact them, but due to the fact that i had no money and couldn't at the time speak, write or understand a lick of Japanese i had no way of contact; especially seeing as my waste of air Uncle wouldn't let me bring anything, not even Hedwig, but i did manage to sneak my wand along with me. Once i managed to find the police, they attempted to get a hold of my relatives but i didn't know anything other than their names. But after some questions and soon discovering my malnutrition i was placed into a foster home, where i later got adopted into a loving home with a woman i could call a mother, sometimes i wonder what she'd think of me now. After finding a home, i was that engrossed in learning Japanese and the culture of Japan that it seems that i'd almost forgotten all about my missing status at Hogwarts with everything that happened.

Of course, me becoming a Half Ghoul didn't help the situation either, or becoming an SS ranked Ghoul at that. A thought crossed my mind. Ghouls in Britain were deemed as dim-witted and docile undead creatures, is it possible for me to go back? To live a normal life again? It's possible now that i think about it; i still have my wand in my old apartment too. Now that i thought about it, i vividly remembers a year or two after being stranded in Japan learning how to do Apparition. I'd told my adoptive mother about me being a wizard and how i got to Japan in the first place. I smiled faintly, i remembered that day well, how kind and understanding she was and how she later on helped me find anything that could potentially help me get home. By the time i found something on Apparition i was turned into a Ghoul a few weeks later and forced into this hectic life style of cat and mouse.