(Author's note: I borrow some elements from all the Negima continuities, but mostly the manga. Takes place after Volume 8 in Negima and during "the Order of the Pheonix" in Harry Potter. I've put asterisks next to Japanese terms, with a translation at the bottom. I do not own Negima or Harry Potter, they belong to Ken Akamatsu and J.K. Rowling, respectively. )

Harry Potter and the Magister Magi

Chapter I

Konoemon Konoe set his pen down on his desk. Taking a break from his paperwork, the old man swiveled his chair around and looked out of his large window. Before him, still gleaming from the early morning sunlight, was Mahora Academy. Mahora was one of the largest city sized campuses in the world, with a total population of over 30,000. The Academy had classes for students from kindergarten to college, was home to a 270 meters high "World Tree", and, most importantly, was a school created by mages. And though it was built with the non-magical community in mind, the oddest sorts always tended to end up here. And it was Konoemon's job to maintain it all. After all, he was the school dean.

Suddenly the elderly school dean's phone rang. "Hello? This is the dean" Konoe spoke in Japanese when he picked up the phone. "Ah, Konoemon-san*, it's good to hear from you. It's been a long time" the voice over the phone said in fluent Japanese.

The dean started in surprise, "Albus-san?"

"Indeed" the Headmaster of Hogwart's School of Witchcraft and Wizardry said. "Are you well? I hear your school is doing quite well for itself".

"Yes, though I find it hard to believe you called me just to ask about the state of my school Albus, especially when so many misfortunes have befallen your own".

"I see there is no hiding it from you, old friend. I am in need of your help. I require a temporary Defense against the Dark Arts teacher until I can get a more permanent professor. No one else has stepped forth, and the teacher who will be provided by our Ministry of Magic in the event I find no other is a woman I'd rather not have in my school."

The dean of Mahora stroked his beard in thought, running his list of teachers through his mind. Suddenly, he had an idea. "Albus-san, I may have the perfect teacher for you. He is a young mage, the newest teacher here, but he has proven to be a capable instructor. I think he'll fill your position well."

"Good. The term begins September 1st. I suggest your teacher uses the student train at King's Cross."

"Very well, I will let Negi-kun** know of his new duties. Sayonara***, Albus-san".

"Sayonara" Dumbledore said as he laid the ancient Muggle phone down on its cradle.

The headmaster turned to Minerva McGonagall, his deputy headmistress. "Headmaster, as you sure about this?" McGonagall asked nervously. "After all, all the teachers there are mages, and they study a completely different kind of magic! And will he even be able to speak the same language as the students? What if…" Dumbledore raised a hand and McGonagall quieted.

"I have full faith in Konoemon's choice" Dumbledore said simply. "I'm sure whoever he chooses will be the one he thinks will be the best for the job."

***

"NEGI!!" Asuna yelled as she chased Negi down. Negi tried to escape, but Asuna tackled him to the ground of their dorm room and began to grind her fist into the side of Negi's head. "I'm sorry Asuna-san!"

Negi cried. Negi Springfield was a 9 year old mage who taught English in the all girl's middle school department of Mahora. Negi was small, thanks to his age, had brown hair with pinkish red on top, brown eyes and small reading glasses. Negi graduated from his magic school in Wales with top marks and was considered by many to have great potential as a 'Magister Magi', or master mage. And although he tried his best to hide his secret, quite a few of his students knew about his magical abilities.

This leads us to the girl currently punishing Negi; Asuna Kagurazaka, 14 year old Mahora student who was taught English by Negi. Asuna's bright orange hair reflected her fiery personality, and she constantly wore her hair in two pig tails held together by a pair of ribbons with her signature bells on them. Asuna was heterochromic, having one blue eye and one green eye. She was the first person at Mahora to discover Negi's abilities, and while she was often angry and violent, she had proven to be a valuable ally to Negi.

"Negi, how many times do I have to tell you that I don't need your magic!?" Asuna yelled as she held Negi down and noogied him into submission. "Gomenosai****! I'm sorry Asuna-san!" Negi cried, "I was just trying to make your paper route easier!"

"By magicking my shoes to run by themselves!?"

"They were supposed to help you run faster!"

"Well they did, but I ran half way to Tokyo!"

"I'm sorry!"

"Your sorry does not help my thighs!"

"Don't worry Asuna-san! I'll heal them for you."

"No, wait! Don't!"

There was a loud explosion as Negi's spell went wrong, as they often did around Asuna.

"NEGI!!"

Neither headmaster could have predicted the mayhem that would occur from this decision; but if they had, this wouldn't be a very long fan fic, would it?

Translation Notes

( * -san: a basic honorific used for co-workers, people you aren't personal with or people on the same hierarchy level as you

** -kun: an honorific used for small children or those younger then yourself

*** Sayonara: "goodbye"

**** Gomenosai: A polite apology, "I beg your pardon"

FYI, I'll only translate these once, so remember them )