Chapter 1

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING YOU FOOL?!"roared Dialga. "I DON'T KNOW!" Palkia yelled back feverishly,"this is has never, ever happened to me before!" What were the 2 dragons referring to you may ask? Why, the the seemingly yellow-ish portal forming at Palkia's hands, of course! "Hurry up before it does anything!" Diaga spat."What do expect me to do, huh?!" Palkia managed to retort back before the portal suddenly disappeared from Palkia's hand, and chose 2 destinations.

Zoroark and her one pup, Zorua, were sleeping peacefully on a beach, all the way at the Alola Region, blissfully unaware of anything I just mentioned in the last paragraph. The pair were using their signature ability, Illusion, in order to make the beach they were sleeping at look like a very steep cliff(a.k.a a place where majority of people have the sense not to go anywhere near). Suddenly, Zorua woke up from her nap. She thought she sensed something in the air, something...odd and disturbing. Zorua couldn't quite put her paw on it, but she felt like something bad was about to go down.

Soon, though, her mother's comforting warmth surrounding her ushered her back to sleep. Her mother was very strong, having fought many battles in order to survive, as her mate had been captured by Team Skull, and every trainer who tried to catch her just flat out FAILED. So nothing could touch her as long as her mother was at her side at all times.

Right?

Right when Zorua almost drifted back to sleep, a yellow-ish portal of sorts suddenly appeared right beside them, and before either of them could react to what just appeared next to them, they(and a few other Pokemon on the beach)got sucked in it, something that would change their lives, for the rest of their lives.

Harry's P.O.V

Harry, Ron, and Hermione were all in History of Magic trying not to fall asleep. Well, not Hermione, she was pretty much the only student that Harry and Ron knew that could resist the power of Binn's voice. They then made their way towards Potions class, which was a disaster(surprise surprise).Once the class was over, they made their way towards their next class, Defence against the Dark Arts, which was taught by the new toad-like teacher, Prof. Umbridge. Nobody knew how strict of a teacher she would be, so they braced themselves for the worst as they entered the classroom.

"Well, good afternoon class!" she said when everyone had settled down.

A few people quietly said,"Good afternoon." "Well now, that was weak, try that again please."

"Good afternoon, Prof. Umbridge." everyone chanted in a slightly stronger voice.

"There, that was better." Umbridge said sweetly."Wands away and quills out, please." Everyone in the class shared a gloomy sigh. No class that used no wand work seemed interesting to them(except for Hermione) "You will be pleased to know that we are now following a Ministry-approved course of defensive magic, as opposed to the low-standard curriculum you used to follow,"she said with a sickly sweet smile. As soon as she tapped the instructions on the board with her wand, the class fell to a level of boringness that could rival even being in Binn's classes.

That is, until Hermione started to raise her hand to get Umbridge's attention.

Several minutes had passed when Umbridge had ignored her, but by this time almost half the class was staring at Hermione, who still had her hand raised by the way, Umbridge figured that she could no longer ignore Hermione's hand. "Yes, Miss Granger?" asked Umbridge as if she had just noticed that Hermione was raising her hand. Hermione politely replied,"I just had a question about your classes aims, Professor." Umbridge looked salty for a moment before replying in a much more deadly voice,"I think the courses aims are perfectly clear if you read them, Miss Granger". That's when everyone looked closely at what was actually written on the blackboard.

"Hang on!" Ron suddenly said,"we're not going to be using magic at ALL?" "I would prefer it if you raised your hand first,"Umbridge said in her sweetest voice yet. Harry immediately raised his fist before speaking in a shaky tone," So Cedric Diggory just died out of the blue, did he?" everyone gasped at the same time,"Cedric Diggory's death was a tragic accident" she said coldly". Harry was visibly shaking at this point," "Voldemort killed him, and you know it."

Umbridge was now staring at Harry with a blank expression on her face, almost as if she had expected, and wanted, this to happen. She then proceeded to walk stiffly towards her desk, take out her quill and a pink sheet of parchment, started to write something something on it, then walked over to Harry and handed him the parchment. "Take this to Prof. McGonagall, will you?"she said to Harry with a cold/sweet/devious smile. Harry glared at her, snatched the paper from her hands, then made his way towards his McGonagall's office.

And if Harry hadn't had enough to think about, he had the misfortune to meet Peeves along the way. "Go away Peeves"Harry immediately said when Peeves got close. Peeves cackled madly when he said this."Oooooo, cranky today are we, wee Potter." "SHUT THE HELL UP PEEVES!" Harry's anger was at the breaking point, and dealing with Peeves made the Harry completely lose himself. McGonagall came out of her room looking pretty pissed, though not nearly as much as Harry was at the moment.

"What are you shouting at, Potter?!" "Prof. Umbridge sent me to send you this, Prof." Harry said. McGonagall took the piece of paper and read it. She then quickly ushered Harry inside. "Harry, is it true that you yelled at Umbridge, called her a liar, and tell her that Voldemort has returned?" McGonagall said sternly to Harry. "Yes, yes, and yes." said Harry gloomily. Mcgonagall looked over Harry said to him in a surprisingly considerate voice,"Harry, you have to be more careful about how you act in there. Disobedience in Umbridge's class could cost you more than detention." Harry looked at her in questioningly before asking,"But Prof., Umbridge MUST know that Voldemort's ba-" "Come now Potter!" she said in her usual stern voice,"use your brain, you MUST know where she came from and who she supports. You're lucky you only have a week's worth of detention right now."

Harry glared at her for a moment before replying,"Er, she came from the Ministry, right?"

McGonagall then walked over to the door and opened it for Harry, then saying,"Well, I'm glad you listen to Miss Granger at any rate."

"Professor, where's Dumbledore?" Harry suddenly blurted out. McGonagall raised an eyebrow.

"He left this morning for some urgent business. Anyway, stay safe Potter, and stay alert, you never know who or what could show up these days." "Thanks, Prof. McGonagall." Harry said before walking out to join his friends.

Suddenly, as soon as Prof. McGonagall had warned Harry, a certain portal appeared in an abandoned alleyway in Diagon Alley and chucked out some creatures that would make Hagrid ecstatic for years on end.