Harry Potter and the Keyblade
Written by Chibikan
Summary: Post-5th Year summer. Harry meets Sora and joins him on his quest to stop the Heartless and the Nobodies. He also discovers that Sirius is NOT dead, the he is just somewhere in another world. Join Harry, Sora, Donald, and Goofy, as they travel the great many worlds and paths that lead to Kingdom Hearts. Follows the storyline for the second game. WARNING: BOOK AND GAME SPOILERS
Prologue:
Harry watched in horror as Sirius Black, his godfather, went head-to-head with Bellatrix Lestrange. He (Sirius) had just finished dodging one curse and was smiling a very cocky smile, not prepared for the next. The witch's wicked curse found it's mark, directly in the middle of his chest. Sirius' eyes widened in shock as he began to fall backwards, through a veil and into parts unknown, what one could only assume to be death.
"SIRIUS!!!" Harry shouted, sitting bolt upright in his bed. He looked around, realizing that he'd had yet another nightmare of that terrible evening at the Ministry of Magic. Tears welled up in his eyes as the grief came over him.
Meanwhile, in fair sized town, a young man with long brown hair, wearing a leather jacket with a red lion on it, was walking through the market plaza with a girl in a pink and white frilly dress, her brown hair in a long plait with a pink bow.
"So what are we looking for again, Aerith?" asked the young man.
"I'm not sure Leon, I just know I felt something enter our world earlier today. And it wasn't Sora and his friends either," replied the girl.
"KUPO KUPO!!!" came a cry as a small flying creature came up to them. "Leon, Aerith, there's a man near the Accessory Shop, he's unconscious and his head is bleeding."
Aerith looked at Leon. "I wonder who he could be?" Aerith asked out loud as they hurried to the accessory shop.
"I don't know, Aerith, but I have a feeling that's our something."
Just outside the accessory shop, as the moogle had said, there was a man. He was unconscious, laying sprawled on the cobblestones. A small thin stick lay not that far away from him. Long black hair obscured the face of the man.
AN: I sure hope you can figure out who the unconscious man is. Any suggestions are welcome. I hope you all enjoy this new fic of mine.