Just something I'm writing to help get over some minor writers block and help reduce the clutter in my brain, for this story keeps getting in the way of continuing RvBvS. So enjoy the clutter of my brain.

I own not Bleach or Harry Potter.

'An eternity in a desert that has no day, not the way I would have pictured my afterlife. But what the hell might as well try and make the best of it.' Thought the humanoid dragon hollow as it walked across the endless sands of Hueco Mundo.

With its wings folded over its back and around its shoulders like some form of cloak the dragon raised its horned head to gaze at the eternally crescent moon. His, for the hollow was in fact a male, thoughts drifting as to how he had come to be in this place. But, although he was unaware of it, the young Vasto Lord was being watched from above his head a small hollow was watching it having been turned into a spy drone of sorts by its master, but more on that a little later.

'How long have I been here? Where is here? What have I become? Maybe... Was I always like this? No, no I don't think so, I think I was something else, but what? It's all so confusing.' He thought bringing his hand up to his head to stave off the ache threatening to develop in that location.

This hollow was exceptionally powerful given the he had died just a few weeks ago, he had been powerful enough to actually bypass the first stages of the hollow lifespan going from a newborn hollow to Gillian to Adjuchas and then going from that to the level of Vasto Lord all in a matter of about ten minutes after he first formed in this world, not that he cares much about that, as he has spent most time wandering the desert trying to piece together the scattered fragments that were his memories of his life the only thing that really stood out being the fact that he knew he was dead.

'I know all this thinking is good for my brain and all but I really should see what they want.' He thought turning his attention to the group of Adjuchas level hollows currently circling him. "Can I help you?" He asked his tail with its scythe like blade swishing behind his back instinct driving him to be ready to fight and kill them.

'Should they prove hostile, of course.' His rational mind, well rationalized. Though there was a piece of his instincts that while still quiet was slowly growing louder, not that he noticed, that was screaming at him to destroy and consume them before they had a chance to say anything.

"Yeah ya' can. You can DIE!" screamed a vaguely centipede shaped hollow as all of them charged towards him at once. But that tactic has flaws, like say the sand they kicked up in their charge obscuring their sight of the Vasto Lord they sought to feast on. That would prove to be their undoing because; as they lost sight of him he struck back fast and without mercy.

His tail separated heads from variously shaped bodies, his bone white hands, with fingers covered in obsidian black scales, were drenched in blood as he tore limbs of and crushed heads hollows also fell left and right as his near sword sharp wings tore into them. But his most dangerous appendage was his head or more specifically the horns that every few seconds would fire off a blast of black and green energy that would tear through a few hollows with each shot.

Eventually though all fun things must come to an end as the Vasto Lord learned when it came down to just him and Centi-face. "Well that was entertaining, for all of four seconds." The Vasto Lord looks at the Adjuchas and under his mask he smirks. "So looks like your next."

Said hollow began to sweat this was not the way he'd planned it the other hollow was supposed to exhaust himself killing his minions making him easy pickings, not kill them all without breaking a sweat. "Hey now let's not-" The rest of what he was going to say was cut off as he screamed as the Vasto Lord's tail blade stabbed straight through his chest just bellow his head.

Once again the Vasto Lord smirked under his mask. "Let's do and say we didn't." He responded as he charged the cero that would be the last thing the centipede hollow ever saw... and fired.

This Vasto Lord may not remember his life other than a few scrambled images but if his friends could see what their friend has become, they would weep.

They would weep for the once kind and noble, Harry Potter.

But someone else watching from his fortress far from the scene of one-sided slaughter was far from crying he was almost skipping, in his head of course. This man was Aizen Sosuke former captain of squad five of the Gotei 13. But he had good reason to mentally skip after all he was trying to build an army of hollows that he gave the powers of a Shinigami, or Soul Reaper, through the use of the Hogyoku, these hollows are known as Arrancar. So he is pleased with the unexpected development that is a powerful and, potentially, easily influenced young Vasto Lord.

He looks out from his throne at the table at which the Espada, the ten strongest Arrancar, are seated. With his usual, slightly condescending, smile in place he says to the afore mentioned hollows. "I have a mission for you Halibel and you too Starrk." 'I'm going to need finnes for this.' He thought as the video of the Vasto Lord's (Harry's) fight played on a screen off to Aizen's right.

The tan, blonde Espada looked up from the tea she had been drinking to Aizen, while Starrk just sat in his usual half asleep daze.

"It seems there is a Vasto Lord wandering the sands. I would like you two to extend an invitation to him to join our cause." Which was generally understood as 'Use any means necisary to get him here.'

Halibel stood and with a bow responded "Yes Aizen-sama." Both the blonde Espada and the brown haired leader ignored Grimmjow's complaints about wanting to find the guy.

Starrk just stood up and walked out in a slight daze. "Sure whatever." was thrown casually over his shoulder as they both left to find the Vasto Lord.

Well there you have it chapter one of story two

Hope you like it and I am open to suggestions about just about anything. (fights/plot twists/pairings/etc)

But don't worry Red vs Blue vs Six is still my primary story, the idea of this one just wouldn't leave me alone.