Hello people,and welcome to my humble fanfiction. I've noticed that almost all of the Warcraft x Harry Potter crossovers involve HP going into WoW,and no WoW to HP. And I'm going to change that,today.

Now for the basics. I will not be mentioning too much lore as I've forgotten like 85% of what I used to know. But this will take place during Wrath of the Lich King,as it is my favorite expansion pack (minus that appalling ending) and Order of the Phoenix. Forgive any mistakes,it's been so long since I read HP.

DISCLAIMER: I OWN NOTHING.

There will be humor in this. And of course,some OOC. And in case you're looking at my comma-space errors,old habits die hard I suppose.

Now,time to tow my DK out of Warcraft and throw him into Hogwarts. Nothing bad will happen,right...?

A lone figure clad in a dark cloak was sitting in a cabin alone on the Hogwarts express. Shoulder length white strands fell from his head. A circlet made out of an unusual black metal was wrapped around his head,and adorned with a blue jewel in the centre. He didn't appear to be too old,only seeming around his late teens.

Little did Hogwarts know,this would be a visitor that turned the battle against You-Know-Who upside down,and never bother to flip it right side up.

But the figure itself wasn't too happy with his predicament,incredibly ticked off about why he was here.

-flashback-

In the shadows of the Ebon Hold,a single tall figure,clad in armor walked through the hall. The dark hooded cloak it wore obscured most of its features,and the heavy material dragged on the floor behind it. Upon reaching a door,the figure gave it a push,and the door creaked open. Beyond the bone arch of the door was the outlook of the Ebon hold.

And who was always at the outlook? The king of the undead,Arthas.

The figure shrouded in darkness exits the corridor,and walks into the light of the outlook. The sound of metal clanging against stone echoed throughout the area,as the figure came closer. Upon reaching the heavily armored Arthas and frostmourne,the figure took a deep bow.

"You called,my lord?" A dark and chilling voice asked,the sound sending shivers down the spine of any who were not used to hearing it.

"Indeed I did,my champion. I have gotten word of a.. Different kind of magic. In a world that is not here. I wish to see what this magic is.. And I have located an academy of sorts that specializes in teaching it."

"Your point,my lord?"

Had it been anyone else,Arthas would have responded with a slap to the face or a cold warning. But he merely chuckled,and kept going.

"I want you.. To pose as a teacher there."

The figure pulled off the black hood,revealing long snowy white strands. The figure's luminescent blue eyes blinked a few times in confusion.

"But.. A teacher? I know nothing of the subject,let alone teach.."

"That problem can be resolved. All you need to know is the basics of this world. They use something called 'wands' to channel magic and cast spells. I will arrange for yours to be made of the same metal as your blade. At the very least,it will make it easier for you to cast spells. Or fake them,whichever you prefer..."

"Wait! Why am I a teacher? Why can't I be a student?"

"To minimize your social time. It would be bad if anyone found out. Plus,you're the only one young looking enough..."

"For what,a teacher job? Get someone else.. I'm only 20.."

"No. My word is final. I've already had something packed for you. Wear a cloak or cape to not be so noticeable. The long robes there should be enough to cover your armor."

"Guess I have no choice.. What exactly did you sign me up for..?"

"Defense against the Dark Arts assistant,as well as Care for Magical Creatures assistant.."

"Dark arts? Oh come on,I'm gonna get busted on day one!"

"I doubt you're going to be a test dummy. Get your stuff,I have a portal set to take you to the train station."

Groaning,the death knight walked off,not pleased with his situation.

-flashback end-

Why am I here anyways? He wondered to himself,somewhat in an uncaring manner. Not noticing the three teens that poked their heads through the doorway.

Turning his head after hearing them talk,he carefully observed the trio. One was a girl with semi-curly brown hair and sharp hazel eyes hungry for knowledge. The second was a boy,with curly red hair and a dusting of freckles. The third was another boy,but he stood out.

His eyes were a vibrant- and rare,green. His black hair was messy and covered his head a little like a mop. Broken glasses were resting on his nose,and there WS what seemed to be a scar on his forehead.

Ugh,among all the commoners,he just HAD to stand out didn't he? His white hair was practically a flashing neon light in a crowd of color,and his apparent age doesn't help.

"Um.." The ginger began. "Do you mind if we sit here..?"

"Go ahead."

The silent cloaked figure watched the three take a seat,then talk among themselves. Something about the girl and the ginger being prefects or something. Not that it mattered to him.

He hasn't noticed before,but there was a second girl in the cabin. She was reading a magazine.. Upside down? A necklace of what appeared to be caps was looped sound her neck. Her 'wand' was stuck between her left ear.

Curiously drawing out his own wand which he had just taken out,he took a closer look. Rather then the wood of most wants,it was a cold steel. The grip was decorated with a few frost runes,and the wand was roughly 11 and 1/2 inches.

Setting the wand back into a fold of his robe,he ran a hand through the once golden silvery strands. Why did it have to be him stuck here?

A girl's voice snapped him back to attention.

It was the ginger who had spoken. "Um.. I just wanted to ask.. What is your name? And what year?"

Shrugging,he replied. "You can call me Sol. Year 5."

She raised an eyebrow. "You seem pretty new."

"For the record,I am."

"Where did you go before?" She asked,quite curious.

"Sorry,that's classified." Was the flat reply.

"It's just because.. You seem a bit.. Off? I don't mean any offense,I was just curious.." She said almost as if she was sorry.

"Get that a lot."

"Your hair is also white? I thought magical alterations weren't allowed."

"Oh wow,it's white?" Sarcasm dripping from his voice. "And it's not a magical alteration,my hair is just like that." 1)

"Never heard of hair being white naturally."

"It's called bleach."

"Well,I feel stupid now."

This time skip is brought to you by the random flying Kael.

When the small group left the train,a woman was calling for the first years. Not that it concerned some of them.

But as for the carriages,something about them was different to Harry and the silent Sol. They were begging pulled by odd,undead like horses. Only their bones remained,with skin stretched over them in some parts. Dragon like wings were mounted on their backs,and they seemed to take an instant liking to Sol.

Sol sighed as the horses nudged him,and he got into the carriage the first chance he got. These things sure got attached to him quickly.

After arriving in the great hall,candles floated through the air,on tiny gold plates. The hall was filled with tables,however there were four prominent ones. One was scarlet and gold,adorned with a lion. The second was yellow and black,with a skunk. The third was in shades of violet,set with a raven. And finally,the last was green and silver,with a snake.

And on the balcony was an old wizard with a silvery beard and a tall hat,looking very much like a fairy tale take on a wizard. The woman from earlier,and a greasy headed bat man were next to him. There was also a short,somewhat plump woman in all pink next to them,which Sol took an immediate dislike to. And so did many others.

The blue robed wizard stood up,and the room fell dead silent.

"Welcome to another years at Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry! It is a blessing to have you all here. To our returning students,welcome back! To our new students,welcome to Hogwarts! And this year,we have been greeted with the unfortunate absence of Hagrid,but we will be having someone fill in for him!"

Whispers raced across the room like wildfire,wondering who this could be. Sol shook nervously in his spot.

".. And of course,we will be greeted with two DADA teachers. One of which is also the fill-in for Care of Magical Creatures! Now,he will be staying with one of the four houses,so whichever house,do welcome him!"

This only sparked more rumors. Sol had caught something about the job of DADA being cursed,as most of the professors either died or left after the year.

Swallowing,he prepared for his inevitable appearance in front of the whole school. His gaze drifted to a stage,where there was a stool.. With an old and patched hat?

"Now my good sir,please step up!" Announced the wizard,as he sat back down.

Taking a deep breath,Sol dragged himself onto the stage unwillingly,pondering more on why the hell it had to be him.

Hundreds of eyes were fixed on him as he made his way up,and he knew that. Taking a seat on the stool quickly,one teacher slid the hat over his head.

-POV switch 1st person-

He gulped as the hat was slid over his white hair and black metal circlet. Wondering what the purpose of this was for,his mind drifted off.

"Well well,what do we have here?" A voice had sounded in his head.

"... Who are you..?"

"I'm the sorting hat. I shall only decide what house you are going into. But to do so,I determine your house by your past."

"No,no,no! Anything but that!" The last thing he wanted was someone discovering before the year even started.

"Don't worry,I'll keep whatever I find out locked up. Now,please lift your mind defenses so that I may take a look."

"I better not end up regretting this." He thought as he stopped barricading his memories.

".. My my! What we have here.. Very interesting. You are not from this world? A former hero I see?"

"..please don't bring that up."

"Will do.. And what do we have here now? A resurrection from death?"

"Even more touchy."

"And you are here to find more about magic. Seems legit. But you are both a brave Griffindor,and a sly Slytherin.."

".. Please for the love of god give me Griffindor."

"Well then.. Fine!"

"GRIFFINDOR!" The hat shouted at the top of its voice,as the table decked in scarlet and red cheered. He assumed that was Griffindor. He rapidly made his way to the table as the teacher called a new name.

Sitting down by the same three kids he was with on the train,he relaxed. Being here would only lower his suspicion,as,nobody saw whatever was under his robe.

"Hem hem."

I glanced up as the pink woman began to speak,an unnaturally wide smile on her face. Sol grimaced at her voice that sounded like she had something stuck in her throat. She talked about something like learning,education,blah blah. Whatever.

As soon as she seated herself again,the blue robed wizard promptly announced feast time,and food appeared on the golden plates before us.

I was almost taken aback by this,as I haven't had actual food in like.. What.. 7 years? Nor did I get some actual sleep. Nope. None.

I carefully picked up one of the forks,almost forgetting how they worked. Taking a small bit of everything,and eating way slower then the rest. The rest of the table was practically stuffing their faces like lions.

After a while,the food vanished from the plates. Replacing them were a huge assortment of desserts too numerous to name. Deciding that he has enough,he didn't bother. Not that he needed to eat in the first place.

And soon after,the desserts vanished as well,leaving the dishes sparking clear.

The wizard from before stood up once more. "Now that we have taken our fill,please enjoy your first night in Hogwarts! Off to the dorms you go!"

He trailed along with all the others,following them to behind a painting (which to my shock,opened up) to a warm and comfy common room,with stairs leading to dorms.

How has it been since he was near actual fire? The Ebon hold ran on eerie green magical fire that emitted no warmth. The winters were harsh,but it bothered none of them.

Although it was still nice to have some actual fire. Oh wait.

Was he supposed to sleep in these robes? Because back at the Ebon hold,I had never slept. So this means I have to sleep in these robes to escape detection..?

Great.. And I have a roommate. Might as well go see who it is.

Carefully scaling the steps,he reached his dorm in a fairly short amount of time. Inside was the boy from the train with black hair,whom he vaguely remembered as Harry.

"Oh.. Um hi?" He said nervously,not used to this.

"Hi..?" I replied back. Flopping right into the untouched bed,I yanked the blankets over me.

"You're going to sleep in your robes?" Harry asked.

"Too lazy to change." I replied.

"Alright then.. Goodnight."

For the first time in what seemed like forever,I finally fell back into the reaches of sleep.

Wow,this crap randomly alternated between 1st,2nd,and 3rd. I'm so sorry! But I guess you'll have to make do as this is just chapter one to get things moving. I promise thee that I shall make the actual classes better because I was pure lazy here. I'm way too lazy to explain the armor design,so take this. (In the background is the poor paladin I ditched for DK as explained in one of my oneshots) sta. sh/012564aam3du (remove space)

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P.S: Can you spot the Frozen references?