A Witch in Konoha
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or Naruto
Note: This story was inspired by silencia20's story "Growing Strong". This is a fem-Harry story and I am changing a few things about the academy to make it fit some things that happen in the story such as geniuses in the focused-on generation graduating with their peers. However, this will also change other things. Also I'm not sold on the title and am open to suggestions.
1: Leaving Home
When Iris Potter started school at age 5 it took her all of one assignment to learn that doing better than her idiotic pig of a cousin was a bad thing. She brought the assignment home happy to be able to show her aunt and uncle that she was actually good for something despite their constant claims of the opposite. This action earned her first beating that wasn't either for freakishness or doing something wrong. She then learned after purposefully failing the next one that that lead to an even worse beating because beating Dudley made Dudley look bad and was obviously cheating, but failing outright made her aunt and uncle look bad which could not be tolerated. She then found out that just barely passing was even harder than doing her best because if she ever accidentally got a question she was trying to get right wrong she would fail the assignment. This let her to start spending large amounts of time in the school library studying as she wouldn't be allowed to do so at home. The first time that she got lost in the books and didn't make it home in time to make dinner she was sure that she was going to get one of the worst beatings of her life, but was pleasantly surprised that she just got shut into her cupboard without even being allowed the scraps she was normally fed. This ended up flowing into a rhythm where Iris would stay as long as possible at the library throughout the year. She considered her first year of school the best one of her life so far. Sure, Dudley ran off anyone who might want to be her friend and she wasn't allowed do good enough to get any praise from the teachers, but she barely had to spend any time at home and got to learn all sorts of new things to satiate her newfound curiosity. However, this all ended after parent teacher conferences at the end of the school year. It turned out that the teachers knew that she wasn't doing her best in class and implied that she was doing so to try and make Dudley look better. They went even further and implied that their Dudders was actually a bully forcing her to do so and that they should change their parenting styles. When Vernon got home that night he was the angriest Iris had every seen him. His face was purple, veins were sticking out of his neck, he was shaking and spittle was even coming out of his mouth with every breath. He went straight to the cupboard under the stairs, which is where they always kept Iris when they went out, grabbed Iris by the neck and started screaming at her about making them look bad while shaking her like a rag doll.
"You think that you are going to be allowed to make Dudders look bad at school do you GIRL?" shouted Vernon punctuating the last word with a kick to her chest which cracked a rib, "I don't know how you did it but I bet you enchanted the bloody teachers into blaming Dudders for your failures with your FREAKISHNESS!" he continued before starting to whip her with the belt he had just taken off, "I'll teach you to make my family look bad even if I have to beat the freakishness out of you!" This continued on for about ten minutes before Vernon got too tired to continue at which point he grabbed Iris by the arm and threw her into her cupboard hard enough dislocate the arm she was thrown with and break the one that slammed into the wall at the back of the cupboard before locking it. As Iris lay sobbing, bleeding and wishing with all of her heart that she was somewhere else. Somewhere where she would be seen for who she was, where she wouldn't be hurt by those that should protect, where she would never have to see those that had hurt her again, and most of all somewhere where she could learn how to protect herself, the house began to shake. Then lightning started spark around her followed by small tornado that completely surrounded her, then it exploded completely trashing the bottom floor of the house, and when the dust cleared she was gone. In her place was a small amount of green smoke that was almost black which let out a bloodcurdling scream before dissipating.
Dumbledore was sitting in his office contemplating the recently passed successful school year when the physical harm and fear detectors that he had set up that were keyed to Iris Potter started to go off. They were ignored as they went off weekly, sometimes more. He finally took notice when the physical harm detector started indicating broken bones. That was slightly worrying as injuries like that could potentially cripple or kill a person and that wouldn't do. He wanted Iris to latch on to him as a savoir after he arranges her 'rescue' from her relatives to the wonderful world of magic. After all she was a horcrux and contained a portion of Voldemort's soul. She needed to die so he might as well mould her to be a willing martyr for the wizarding world. When he looked closer at the detector he noticed it was just a slight rib fracture and relaxed, it was probably just an accident and it wouldn't even need a cast to heal. It was about ten minutes later when it pinged on an injury that may not be trivial, a broken arm, he decided that he may have to go lay some compulsion charms on the Dursleys not to do any lasting harm on child. Then all of the instruments he had for the child went crazy. First the monitors on the bindings he had placed on Iris' magic starting exploding indicating that he would have to go and replace them, maybe a 90% one if she could blow through the 50% binding. After all no magic user should be strong enough to challenge him, especially after that fiasco involving Riddle. Then the ward monitors started going crazy, what was that child doing that would stress the wards that much? Then just as the ward monitors indicated that the wards were broken every monitor directly tuned to the child went to the position indicating that the subject was out of range, except the one monitoring the piece of soul that Tom had placed in her. That one went to indicate that the soul piece was free for a full second before showing that it was destroyed. How on Earth was any of that even possible. It was impossible to remove a soul piece from a vessel, Albus should know as he had failed at doing just that when he first noticed in the child. Furthermore, his monitoring devices were created to work no matter where on the planet the child was. Maybe that was the answer, Iris wasn't on Earth anymore. That would explain why he couldn't detect her anymore and would even make the destruction of the soul piece make sense. After all a horcrux was meant to keep the soul on the same plane of existence as itself, so if the horcrux went to a different plane of existence the soul piece would be ripped out to remain with the rest of the soul. Mystery solved Dumbledore then knew that he needed to go to Private Drive to find the magic trail of the inter dimensional transport in order to get the child back. She needed to go to Hogwarts after she reached eleven so that gave him five years to make a ritual to call her home from wherever she went to. After all she needed to complete the prophecy.
Note: This is short, but its really just an introduction, I debated on merging this and the next chapter, but thought that this was the cleaner method.