Her name is Lua and she's the only "potato" among her rich and good-looking friends. Needless to say, Nato--- the de facto leader of their group and the richest guy in the university--- can't be in love with her... right? He's a tsundere so it's hard to tell!

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After the day was done ( it was around 2:12 pm) The kids didn't go home with their parents. They went with Sugaware. The Kageyama family was walked in the mall. Kaganari and Kurinaha already buy clothes.
Hinata: " Hanaraki, what do you know what clothes you want?"
Hanaraki looked around to looking for a store. She found Lager colorful clothes. She points to the store. 
Hanaraki: " I want to go into that store."
Hinata: " Okay," Hinata turns around at the kids and Kageyama. " Do you guys want to get in with us?" 
Kageyama: " Nah, we wait out here."
Hinata: " Okay." 
It's been a while when Hanarki was trying out clothes. Kurinaha was bored waiting out of the store. Kageyama was on his phone. Kaganari looks at Kageyama's phone. Kurinaha spot something. 
Kurinaha: " Hey dad, I'm boring."
Kageyama:" And what do you want me to do?"
Kaganari: " Man, our dad for the future doesn't act like that."
Kageyama: " Oh shut up."
Kurinaha: " I want to hop in that red car."
Kageyama: " Those are for the baby."
Kurinaha: " So."
~ A few minutes later~
Kageyama pays for the red car. Kaganari got in the seat and Kurinaha was in the front of the car. ( don't worry he had something on his head.) Kageyama told the child.
Kageyama: " Tell me, you are ready."
Kaganari: " Kurinaha seat with me, not on the front."
Kurinaha: " Nah, you get the seat. Dad, I'm ready."
Kageyama: " Okay."
Kageyama pushes the car and began to run around the place. Kurinaha told Kageyama to go fast. Kageyama pushes the car as fast. The kids wanted to go even faster. Kageyama began even faster. Hinata and Hanaraki come out of the store they saw Kageyama running in the car with the kids in it. Kageyama began to run faster, a woman drops her things. 
Kaganari: " Yo dad stop the car!" 
Kageyama: " I can't." he tried to pull it backward.
Kurinaha: " Hey Old Lady! move out of the way!" 
The car stopped but the kids blow in the air. Kageyama falls on the ground as he looked up and saw the kids in the air.
Kurinaha: " AAAAAAAHHH."
Kaganari: " Give me your hand." 
Kageyama runs to the kids and as kids fell. Kaganari pulls his brother and hugs him to make Kurinaha soft laying and make his hard laying. Kageyama grabs the kids and Kaganari almost hit his head. Kageyama pull the kids up and sat down. He hugs the kids.
Kageyama: " I thought you going to hit your head."
Kurinaha: " that was scary as fuck." 
Kaganari: " I thought I was going to hit my head too." 
Kageyama: " A least you didn't-"
Hinata: " Kageyama you idiot!" 
Hanaraki: " Brother are you okay?" she got worried.
Kageyama: " Boke calm down, they didn't get hurt."
The brothers giggle.
Kurinaha: " Haha, let do it again."
Kaganari: " No." 
Hinata began to cry because he thought he was a bad mom.
Kageyama: " I'm a bad dad..."
Kaganari: " Hm nope."
Kurinaha: " No."
Kageyama got up and hug Hinata.
Kageyama: " Sorry I made you worried."
Hinata: " M-Meanie."
The kids smiled when Kageyama hug him. 
Kurinaha: " Wow~" He moved his eyebrows up and down.
Kageyama: " I am not in love with Hinata yet."
Kaganari: " Where did you get the " Yet " from." he giggled.
Hanaraki: " So what about the lady over there." 
Kageyama let go of Hinata and began to run with the kids out of the mall.

When all volley team had grown up and had kids. They wanted them to see how the past was when they were young. During a fun game, Kurinaha hit the ball but something happened. The kids went in the past but don't know how to get back home. Will they ever go back home to stay with their past parent?

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Diagon Alley | 16th December 1985 | 1 PM
Charlus and Harry were looking for Sirius in the heat as they were very hungry and wanted to go home. They had already seen everything they felt excited and just wanted to go home. But they couldn't seem to find Sirius. While Sirius was a great parent, giving them a pouch full of galleons and telling them to enjoy and all, he wasn't exactly a responsible one. He didn't tell the kids where they could find him.
Meanwhile, Sirius was eating some Ice Cream at Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlor. He suddenly felt something was wrong. He looked at his ice cream. Nothing wrong with it. He licked it again, and he slowly became lost in the sublime taste of the divine ice cream. It was melting in his mouth, and the sweetness slowly permeated his mouth.
"You want some boy?" Florean asked a child beside Sirius. Sirius turned to look at what was happening. He saw a boy who looked like he was 6 years old. He actually shared a lot of similarities with Harry.
The light bulb in Sirius' head suddenly lit up. Harry! Sirius hadn't told them where to find him. He cursed himself for his stupidity. He stood up abruptly and thought about what he should do. But he didn't rush of in a frenzy to find the kids before taking a lick of the divine ice cream. No point in wasting food, he thought. He then threw the ice cream and started running to the obvious places where he would find the boys.
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Honeydukes | 16thDecember 1985 | 1 PM
"Did anyone see two boys, one with blond hair and the other one with black?"
Sirius barged into the Honeydukes store and asked the store attendant. The surprised girl took a while to recollect her memory of the day, and then shook her head. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't remember any pair of brothers with black and blonde hair.
Sirius immediately rushed out and then went to Zonko's. He entered the store and saw Zonko.
"Hey Zonko, did you see two boys, black and blonde haired-"
"Oh yes Sirius! They came here an hour ago. I told them their tab was on you. I thought you came here because they told you I asked for you."
"How much was their tab?"
Sirius was slightly distracted when he conversed with a long-time acquaintance. He took out his pouch.
"Theirs was 23 Galleons. But yours was much, much more. You still owe me a round figure of 500 Galleons."
Sirius laughed sheepishly.
"You see Zonko, I don't have that kind of money with me now. How about his? You take these 300 Galleons, and I'll give you the rest later."
Sirius left the pouch on the counter and ran out of the store. Zonko laughed heartily. Gia however was outright confused.
"Mr. Zonko? Why did you leave them? They still owe 200 Galleons. That's if the pouch he left really has 300 galleons. That's a lot of money. And you left the boys when they had to pay."
Zonko said, "Listen Gia. You see this store? This store would be around 10000 Galleons. Now that man you saw running like a dog is chasing him owned this store back in the 70s. He sold it to me for an exceptionally low price. He sold it for 3000 Galleons. His family still owns a few stores around here."
Gia was shocked. Only very old, pure-blood families would have that level of wealth. But the behavior of the man definitely did not in any way indicate that he was from a noble family. That man would leave a lot of doubt in the mind of Gia.
Meanwhile, Sirius came back to the Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlor. He wanted to kill himself. He had gone around in a circle. He was about to go when he bumped into someone he knew very well.
"Andromeda! I needed to see you! I lost the children, I mean, I left the children at.. uh… Zonko's. I left them at Zonko's and they wandered off. I really need your help to find them."
Andromeda looked at Sirius with a stern look. Behind her, a girl was peeking out, looking at Sirius. She seemed to be around 10-12 years old. Her hair was purple in color, but it was constantly alternating between pink and yellow and then back to purple.
Andromeda looked at Sirius and said, "Really? Where have you looked for them?"
"Well, I looked where children would normally be. I went to Honeydukes, then Zonko's, Three Broomsticks, then here to  Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlor. I looked everywhere a kid would be."
"Everywhere a kid would be? Honeydukes, then Zonko's, then here to Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlor. Tell me, do you think you are in Hogsmeade? Diagon Alley is a place to shop. I found these kids in Flourish and Blotts. What were you thinking, leaving kids alone; in Diagon Alley no less! Since you are their guardian, it is obvious who these kids are. How could you be so irresponsible Sirius? You know how much danger they could-"
"Buuuurp!"
Sirius burped very loudly. He looked behind him and saw that Harry had sneaked behind him and had put a paper to his back.
"Buuurp!"
Harry started laughing along with Charlus and Nymphodora. Charlus and Harry and hidden behind Andromeda and Nymphodora so that Sirius wouldn't notice them. Andromeda's expression also loosened, while she controlled her laughter.
"Prrrrrp!"
Sirius farting broke every obstacle. It was quite a sight to behold, three kids and an adult laughing while another adult was figuring out why he was letting out a large amount of gas.

Magic. Thou are forsooth profound. None could comprehend thou. By thy grace, none shall.
Magic is a fickle being. In the hands of a scholar, it usher development. In the hands of a madman, it brings destruction. To master magic in it's essence, however, would be impossible. If one did, however, he would be able to contend with death itself.
Charlus Potter has a gift. Having a gift, however, is often not enough. Can Charlus Potter use this gift for the betterment of the society, as well as his friends and family? Or will he succumb to the power like many before him?

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"Rique are you still going with me and the kids to the grocery store?"
"Hun, do you even have to ask. I'll follow you anywhere. Unless you go into a beet farm then you are on your own.", he laughs after saying that last part.
She smiles at him and shakes her head. It's easier to face him when days pass after being with Matt. The guilt gets drowned out by the continuation of life. Too many things to do to allow herself to be consumed by one emotion.
"Zairah! Ry'air! Let's go!"
Both the kids come downstairs arguing over who's sitting up front this time.
"Too bad guys, I got shotgun this time. Legs too long to sit in back!", Rique says as he walks out the house.
They all pile up in the car and head out to the store. When Zayair pulls into the store parking lot, she spots a black magnum near the back.
'No that can't be Matt's. He lives in the city he wouldn't drive all the way here to go to a store.', she thinks to herself as she parks the car.
Both the kids and Rique hop out the car. She sits there for just a moment. 'Is it?' She gets out the car to trail behind her family towards the store. Rique notices the concerned look on her face.
"Everything okay Hun?"
"Huh? Oh yeah, just trying to remember everything I was going to get."
"Didn't you bring your list?"
"Right.", she chuckles, "Almost forgot about that."
"You sure everything's okay?"
"Mm hmm."
He turns towards the kids, "Ry'air get a cart!"
He sucks his teeth, "Okay dad."
Once they're inside the store Ry'air leaves the cart with his dad and heads toward the book section. He's in fourth grade and has a love for books. Zayair doesn't mind, when it's time to leave everyone knows where to find their son. Rique and Zairah head toward the meat section.
"Bar-b-que sound good today?"
She nods, and the two separates from her. 'Maybe I should've got my own cart.' With that thought she heads back to the entrance to grab one. She tries to pull one cart, but of course, two carts come with the pull.
She chuckles to herself, "Will I get a two for one throughout the whole store?"
"It depends on what you need two of."
Her breathing speeds up. 'No way.' She slowly turns to the owner of that familiar voice. Yeah, that was definitely Matt's car. He has on a ribbed tank and some jeans. But that's not the reason her breathing has yet to slow down. It's the hat, his black ball cap, it's making his eyes look as blue as the sky.
"H…hey", her greeting comes out almost as a whisper.
He looks her up and down before licking his lips, "Didn't think I'd bump into you here today."
That voice should be a sin. He didn't even suggest anything sexual, but every word sounded like it was dripping with sex. Matter of fact, that's not the only thing dripping as her stare is being prolonged into his eyes.
He narrows his eyes at her, "Zayair?"
This…this isn't good." 
She leaves both the carts that mated together and walks away. But she's not getting away that easily. He jogs up to her and grabs her hand.
He tilts his head to the side, "Did I do something wrong?"
"No…no…yes, you're here.", she lowers her voice, "Why are you here?! You don't live here!"
A grin spreads across his face as he lets her hand go, "I was hoping I'd run into you."
"What?!", she whisper yells at him.
"You can't really blame me, Sweetness, you got me hooked."
"My family's here Matt, I live here with my family."
She notices a couple pushing a cart in their direction. She decides it's best not to have this talk in the main aisle. She grabs his hand and heads down on of the aisles. She drops his hand as soon as they reach the end of the aisle. This isn't a good look.
Still grinning at her, "Did you want to keep holding my hand? I really don't mind if you do."
She pinches the bridge of her nose between her thumb and index finger and lets out a deep sigh, "Matt my family's here… I mean here in this store."
"Damn."
"Yeah."
"Well then I guess you're not free today?"
She smiles at his question. She can't stay upset with him. 'What has gotten into me?'
He stares at her for a moment, "You know we're close to a bathroom."
"Yeah, so what?'
He walks closer to her and leans down to her ear, "I don't know how much longer I can go without feeling you.", he gently kisses her ear.
She sucks in a breath. 'Is he serious?'
He leans back and gives her a sexy smirk, "Come on Sweetness, being this close to you, I might not be able to stop myself from slamming you up against these shelves and taking you right here. Might cause a scene.", he chuckles after saying this.
She's thinking; she's thinking really hard. Does she really have time for that? Before she can get her answer to her thoughts, he pulls her toward the family bathroom.
'Thank goodness for the size of this store!'

She genuinely didn't know why she did it. Thinking back on it now, maybe it was his eyes. She had never been with anyone outside of her own race before, but the way he looked at her made her feel more feminine than any man had ever made her feel. Including her husband that she had known for 12 years of her life.

He was the reason her 10-year marriage ended. Because her blue-eyed secret practically screamed it to the world.

"Bob, you should really think about getting some stables, or a barn put in.  A lot of the adventurers have horses that they don't want to leave outside in the weather," said Trudy, handing him a parchment.
"I'll look into it," he said, thinking of the mess the horses were making in the half-constructed dining hall.  If he wasn't careful, he was going to start hearing complaints about the horse dung that was piling up outside the building, where he had some of the boys keeping the area clean.
Glancing down at the parchment, he saw that it was a list of names and amounts each of them still owed from the orc battle.
"Hey, Bob!  Do you have any rope ladders?" asked an adventurer perusing the rope selection.
"No, sorry, but I would love to get that 4 silver you still owe me," he said with a smile.
"What 4 silver?" he asked, glancing up in confusion.
"For the blankets, bandages, and the bread you asked for, to go with the free soup, after the orc fight?"
The guy laughed. "You never forget anything, do you?"
"Not if I can help it," he laughed.
"Alright. Go ahead and add this rope to that 4 silver, and I'll get rid of my debt.  Hey, does my brother owe you for anything?" he asked, placing the coins on the counter.
"Yes, actually, he owes me 2 silver."
"I'll take care of that, too, then.  He's not going to be coming by any time soon."
"I'm sorry to hear that," said Bob, knowing his brother had been killed during a trip to the dungeon, but not wanting to make a big deal out of it.
"I think they're going to bury him in the graveyard behind here, once the ground gets soft enough to dig."
"In the Poorman's Graveyard?" Bob asked surprised.  "I thought only the poor people were buried there?"
"Actually, adventurers get buried there, too.  All their gear ends up getting parceled out to their friends and family, which leaves nothing for the actual burial."
"Can't the clerics bring them back from the dead?" asked Bob, taking the coins and putting them away.
"Only if there's a cleric capable of doing it, and there's enough coin to pay for it.  Normally those two things don't happen at the same time."
"Bob! They took Timmy!" cried Fergus with Brad and Lys right on his tail.
"Who?" asked Bob, noting that only Fergus was wearing his tunic with the sigil of it.
"Some thugs!  They said all the orphans were getting rounded up and taken to the new orphanage!" cried Brad.
"I'll check on it," said Trudy, following the kids out the door.  "You guys are supposed to wear your tunics!"
"Sounds like there's going to be trouble," said the adventurer picking up his rope and heading out.
"Trouble?" asked Hector, stepping into the shop.
"There's a new orphanage opening up, and it seems that they're grabbing kids off the streets," said Bob.
"Hope your kids are wearing their tunics," his dad said, glancing over the full shelves Bob had behind the counter.  "I see your dining hall is coming along well."
"It is, what brings you here?"
"I found some things out about the permits," his father said.
"That sounds ominous."
"Until the City Lord can get everything Clark messed up, cleared up, we're stuck with things the way they are.  It might be after the deadline, before he can get the permits cleared up, which means we need to get creative so they don't lapse."
"What did you have in mind?" asked Bob.
"I trust all of the managers I have at all 6 of my stores, not to cheat me, so I am going to have them apply for the permits to run the stores.  Since they are the ones actually doing the buying and selling, with my approval, of course, then there shouldn't be any problems," his dad grumbled over the extra cost.
"But that won't work for this store," said Bob, understanding why his dad had come to visit him.
"I need you to choose someone you trust to run the store, to get the permit.  But there's another problem that Clark has caused."
Bob sighed, "Of course there is."
"He's had it so if you sell food, that's a different permit.  He's doing everything he can to ruin us."
"What's his problem with us, Dad?  Why is he targeting us personally?  Doesn't he know this is going to ruin the whole city, not just us?"
Hector nodded, "He's targeting me specifically.  He doesn't appreciate how well I'm doing financially. There's a rumor going around that the king may want to grant me a title, and if he does, I would be in direct competition with him."
"But you've never wanted to be a noble," said Bob.  He didn't want to be a noble!
"No, but I can't exactly tell the king no, can I?" said his father with a frown.  "Think on the permit, and see that clerk when you can.  The sooner we get this taken care of, the better."
"Alright, I will."
Hector nodded and left.
Bob thought about everything his father had said, as several more adventurers came and went, buying various things from him, and paying him back what they owed him from the orc battle.  Everyone was surprised that he knew their names and the amount they owed, and he didn't have any problems from them.
When Trudy returned, with Timmy and the other kids under his employ, he turned to her.
"They are indeed grabbing kids off the streets and throwing them into the new orphanage, but it's more of a prison than a home," she reported as the kids slunk off to find their tunics.
"Let me guess, Lord Richmond is behind it?" asked Bob.
"No, actually Lord Winston is behind this one.  The man he has in charge is claiming they are trying to get all of the orphans off the streets before the king arrives, and to give them a place to stay out of the cold weather that is coming.  However, I did notice that some of the men who are commonly working for Lord Richmond were also there.  I imagine he still had something to do with it, though I'm not sure how they are working together."
"Do you think you could find out?  If the place is a prison, I wonder if the kids have a choice?  And how are they making sure the kids are actually orphans and not just poor kids on the streets?"
"I was hoping you would ask me to look into it.  I'll check back in with you tonight!" she grinned in delight and quickly left again.
"Is everything alright?" asked Vivian, coming back inside from the soup kitchen with her bowl of soup.  She could have cut in line to get a bowl but insisted on waiting like everyone else.
"I'm thinking I have an interesting proposal for you," said Bob, watching as she joined him behind the counter.
"As a debt slave, I don't really get an option to say no," she laughed.  They both knew the title was just a formality to keep Clark's people off of her. The bounty hunters were furious that Bob had a claim on her.
"You are running the store for me, without any problems, and you've learned the prices of everything so well, you don't even really ask questions or for help anymore.  I need to renew my permit to run the store, and I think I want you to come with me when I do."
"But who will run the counter while we're gone?" she asked.  "You just sent Trudy away for something."
"We'll close the store early tonight, to do it.  I'm sure the customers will understand when they find out why we had to close early."
She nodded, and went back to her soup.
A huge man entered the store, and looked around.
"Throg need rock to make blade sharp.  Last rock broke."
"A whetstone is 1 copper, please," said Bob, taking a large one down off the shelf.
The man dumped his coin pouch out on the counter, and coins rolled all over the place.
"Store man take copper, put rest back in bag for Throg.  Throg fingers too big."
Bob carefully picked up the coins, setting one copper off to the side and placed the rest back into the bag under the barbarian's watchful gaze.
"There you are.  One whetstone.  It should make your blade nice and sharp."
"Throg thank you."
He hefted the stone and dumped it into his backpack, causing a tinkling sound as something broke.
"Uh, oh, Throg broke something."
He took his backpack and dumped it on the floor before Bob could stop him, spilling the contents, along with the shards of broken glass, all over the floor.  There was a strange mixture of things that had been in his bag: a map case, two waterbags both of which were empty, some dried apples, the broken remains of a potion bottle, the whetstone, and a small wrapped bundle.
"Store man have broom? Throg clean mess."
Bob didn't say a word as the man took his broom in two fingers and proceeded to sweep the floor, after he picked up everything else and placed them on the counter.  Several other adventurers, and the bard, Royce stepped in and watched in silence, as Throg actually did a decent job cleaning up the broken glass.
"Thank you. Throg leave now," he said, shoving his things back into his bag and handing Bob the broom.
"That would make a wonderful song!" declared Royce, taking out his lyre.
"Please, Royce, not right now," begged one the adventurers, rubbing his brow.  "I've a splitting headache from the ale last night.  Bob, do you have any more of those cookies for sale?  They are sinfully delicious, or so I hear."

Bob wasn't always Bob.  And he definitely wasn't all knowing, as he is now.  This is his story, about how he came to be the God of Shared Knowledge, and an innkeeper/barkeeper.

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