Chapter 1

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or Pokemon. The only thing that I own is my imagination.

Warnings: Strong language (everything short of an F-Bomb), innuendos, Pokemon violence, so much mushy family crap you'll drown.

A/N: This idea came into my head after reading Olympusseriesisawesome's story, On the Wings of Death. That is a wonderful story, but is only the coal that fueled this thought-train. Also, a beta would be appreciated. PM if interested.

The end scene gave me quite a bit of trouble as well. It'll probably be edited later, so it isn't as forced.

"The question remains;" Arceus interjected, speaking over the squabbling legendaries, "What do we do with this child?"

Mew jumped onto the conference table, "Keep him!" She insisted.

"That's right!" Shaymin yelled, jumping up next to Mew, "I doesn't matter that he's human or that Mewtwo brought him! If anything, we should be grateful that he's in our halls!" Shaymin, being the Pokemon of gratitude, never missed the chance to encourage others to be grateful.

"Yeah, he's adorable too!" Celebi cooed, darting over to the small nest off to the side the Mews had set the child in, "Look, he's sleeping!"

Yveltal nodded agreement, but didn't jump onto the table(thankfully, for he was much, much bigger than Shaymin and Mew), "I am The Lord of Death. Not The Lord of the Unnecessary Death of Defenseless Children. I vote we keep him."

"So, it's coming down to a vote, eh?" Xerneas asked, "In that case, I vote against it! We shouldn't burden ourselves with him!"

"Oi!" Yveltal shouted, looking like he was ready to murder the deer, "You sure you ain't saying that just to disagree with me?"

Xerneas gave a sheepish smile, "...He can stay. But only because I don't want him to die!"

Arceus stamped a hoof, "Silence!" He commanded, his voice ringing up to the high ceiling, and causing the young child to rouse and begin crying.

"Meanie!" Mew said, flying over to the nest and picking up the one-year-old with telekinesis, "You made him cry!" She, Celebi, and Meloetta began fussing over him, leaving Arceus rather put out.

"Er, right. Sorry." Arceus muttered, then cleared his throat and continued.

"All in favor of keeping the child?" He asked.

Yveltal raised a wing, Shaymin a paw, and Xerneas a hoof. Mew was too busy cooing at the child to vote.

Arceus did a quick head count of all the legendaries raising an appendage. Mewtwo, Yveltal, Xerneas, Shaymin, Groudon, and several others.

"All opposed?"

Kyogre raised a fin, Darkrai, Heatran, Zygarde, and the Regis all voted nay as well.

"Uxie, you did not vote." Arceus noticed.

"And neither did Victini." Uxie said. He tapped his chin in thought, "I'm not sure about Victini, but I'm not sure if it would be wise to keep him. But I'm not against it."

"Elaborate, please."

"If we keep him, we are taking him away from all other humans, and even his own universe. I conferred with Dialga and Palkia before the meeting, and came to realize that he will have a vital role to play in his own universe. We would be foolish to take him away from that. At the same time, Palkia informed me that the only place he could live in his own universe is absolutely horrible. An abusive home. It comes down to morality versus wisdom, and I must vote on the side of wisdom. He should be brought back to his universe. Somehow, with as little change to the natural order as possible."

Arceus nodded, thinking, "Let's hear why Victini didn't vote before we address this problem. Victini?"

Victini promptly fell out of his chair and began sobbing, "I wanted extra mushrooms!" He cried, "They didn't give me /any/!"

"Darkrai!" Cresselia scolded, "Don't give Victini nightmares!"

"He fell asleep!" Darkrai protested, raising his hands in defense, "He deserved it!"

Arceus dearly wished he could facehoof, "Next time, Victini," he said, "Don't fall asleep in the middle of something important."

Victini sniffled and saluted weakly, "Okie-doke, Arcey." He said, climbing back onto his chair.

"Now, to address that problem." Arceus said, with only a slight spasm in distaste at the nickname, heading back to the head of the table, "As it stands, with such a major problem, we cannot take him, and he must go back to his own world. If anyone can suggest a solution, do so, and we will keep him, as the majority voted yay."

After a while, Jirachi raised a hand in thought, "Uxie, Palkia, Dialga, do you know /when/ his importance starts?"

Uxie nodded in understanding, "I do not. However, I'm sure Dialga and Palkia can figure it out."

Palkia glanced at Dialga, "I don't like this cooperation shtick." She said.

"Neither do I." Dialga agreed, "Open a wormhole, and I'll find out."

The wormhole appeared right in the middle of the conference table, and Dialga went quiet as he used his telepathy to probe for when the human would start influencing the world.

"...When he turns eleven." He said at last.

"So, we can keep him for eleven years then send him back!" Jirachi decided.

"Does everyone find that satisfactory?" Arceus asked.

A few legends were a bit reluctant, but most nodded their agreement.

Arceus stamped a hoof, "It's settled. The child will live in the Hall of Origin until he turns eleven, at which time we will return him to his own world."

"Yay!" Mew squealed, somersaulting in the air.

"Find him a place to sleep and live within the Hall, Mew." Arceus commanded, "I have things to do."

With that, the legendaries dispersed.

Shaymin ran over to Mew and the child, bouncing with joy, "Thank you!" She said, to no-one in particular, just wanting to get her bubbling gratitude out of her system.

Xerneas and Yveltal(who had stuck around) came over as well, seeming to get along, for once.

"Brilliant!" Yveltal said, poking the child's stomach lightly with his beak, making him giggle, "Where is he going to live?"

"West wing." Xerneas suggested, sounding smug that he had thought of it and not Yveltal, "It's always abandoned."

Yveltal stuck out his tongue at Xerneas, "Smug bounder." He muttered, sore that he hadn't thought of that.

"Put him on my back," Xerneas offered, flashing a smirk at Yveltal, "I'll carry him."

Mew looked between the two, seeing Yveltal's anger. She chuckled awkwardly, "Thanks, Xerneas, but your back's, uhh, awfully thin. Not suitable for carrying children, not before they can hold on, y'know." She winked at Shaymin.

Shaymin started slightly and looked at Mew, "Well, I don't know. Xerneas would be able to carry him. His back is still pretty wide."

Mew facepawed, "What I'm saying is, why not let Yveltal carry him in his fluffy neck-thing, so there is no chance of him falling off your back and breaking his face."

Xerneas thought, then nodded, "I will allow this."

Mew sighed in relief and transferred the kid(who was yawning again) to Yveltal's big floofy neck ruff and cuffed Shaymin behind the ear.

"Thanks for the backup," she hissed.

"You aren't very thankful," Shaymin noticed, "You really oughta try to be more grateful. Gratitude is very wonderful, you know."

Mew groaned, "Shaymin, as your mother, and the ancestor of all other hedgehogs,"

Whatever Mew was going to say was lost on Shaymin as she followed Yveltal and Xerneas(who had already left) towards the west wing of the Hall of Origin.

"...I am free to say that you are the densest hedgehog that ever lived." Mew finished, dejected, then stomped her foot angrily and flew off after them.

They found the kid a room without too much trouble, the only major roadblock being the arguments Xerneas and Yveltal had along the way. Trivial things such as whether the sea was blue or bluish-green. As with most opposing legendaries, the duo would quarrel at the drop of the hat. But at least they were being considerate enough to keep their voices low as to not disturb the dozing child in Yveltal's neck ruff.

"All right, then." Mew said, surveying the large, but empty room with her paws on her hips, "No-one's using this, so it's his now." She was silent for several beats, then rubbed the back of her neck nervously, "Er, what do humans need?"

"Search me." Yveltal said, cutting off Xerneas, "My job's killing them. Ask Deerlord over here."

Xerneas snorted in anger at Yveltal, "As I going to say before I was rudely interrupted, humans need a variety of things to survive and prosper, including but not limited to: a balanced diet consisting of a good amount of calories, healthy fats and cholesterols, and plenty of fiber. Humans also require shelter from the elements and at least eight cups of water a day..." He prattled on and on.

Yveltal had already slumped forward and was sound asleep. Even Mew was dozing as she hovered. Only Shaymin stood at attention.

"Xerneas," she said, "Sure, that's what he needs to survive, but what about to be happy?"

Xerneas stared at her, lost for words, "I...don't know." He admitted.

"Well, I think we should start with a comfortable place to sleep that isn't on Yveltal." Shaymin said, jolting Mew out of her doze.

Xerneas glanced shadily at the sleeping Yveltal, "Can we cut off his ruff to make bedding?"

"Absolutely not." Mew tried to keep a straight face, and succeeded for all of five seconds, then doubled over, chuckling fit to burst, "Oh, but he would look absolutely hilarious!" She laughed, stuffing her paws in her mouth in an attempt to quiet her giggles.

"So, is that a yes?" Xerneas asked.

"Sorry," Mew said, gasping for air, "Nope." She yawned, looking enviously at the sound-asleep Yveltal, and the dozing kid in his ruff, "Y'know, it wouldn't do any harm to just let him sleep on Yveltal for one night." She said, "Why don't we all just go to sleep?"

"Agreed," Shaymin said, and curled up under Yveltal's large wing, "We can figure it out in the morning."

Xerneas sank to his knees and Mew alighted on top of his head, glancing once again at the child and smiling.

Harry Potter would have the best family in the world.

A/N: 10/10 would sleep on Yveltal's big floofy neck-thing.