Hiya guys! I'm probably crazy writing this while writing my other story The Human: Angel or Barbarian? A Different Disney High School, but I just got this flash of inspiration and I just got to write this idea down. It's a mix of Harry Potter and Disney, hope it doesn't sound too weird, because it is going to be epic - 'especially the Potter folks in Disney movies. Please, read, review, and all that good stuff while we get down to the beginning of the original story of the koo-koo-kachoo switcheroo.
And yes, partly inspired by the Sand Switch from the Aladdin tv series, but merely the "rules", if you will.
Epic Prologue
"I'm putting the Elder Wand," he told Dumbledore, who was watching him with enormous affection and admiration, "back where it came from. It can stay there. If I die a natural death like Ignotus, its power will be broken, won't it? The previous master will never have been defeated. That'll be the end of it."
Dumbledore nodded. They smiled at each other.
"Are you sure?" said Ron. There was the faintest trace of longing in his voice as he looked at the Elder Wand.
"I think Harry's right," said Hermione quietly.
"That wand's more trouble than it's worth," said Harry. "And quite honestly," he turned away from the painted portraits, thinking now only of the four-poster bed lying waiting for him in the Gryffindor Tower, and wondering whether Kreacher might bring him a sandwich there, "I've had enough trouble for a lifetime."
- Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, pg. 749
"Oh?" murmured the creature in the shadows. "Have you?" Watching the black-haired boy closely, it carefully stretched out of its hiding place, its scales softly rattling. It slipped smoothly into a gap in space and time and easily fell into a shadow outside the chamber, out of which came the boy with the glasses.
It hissed in annoyance, shaking itself as the irritability in its skin came rubbing outwards again. Its time in this world was growing short.
Yet again, it could just come back.
It gently arched its back, its bulbous eyes staring.
Almost.
Almost.
All it needed was the darkness of night and the power of the full night, where the tide is shifted up towards it, and all the magic and energy swirls up to meet it.