A/N: Ok I usually try not to mix my few fandoms in my head because it could cause war and explosions :/ Hah, well for some reason my mind keeps trying to put NCIS and Harry Potter together. I wrote a little fic in my notebook about the cast going to see Deathly Hallows part 2 at midnight. It had Tiva and McAbby. I can't decide if I should post it or not… Anyway, I need to explain a few things! I looked up the NCIS character ages and I couldn't figure out how to make that work, soooo I made up my own ages and stuff! I'm using the characters Tony, McGee, Abby, Ziva, and Palmer. Palmer might not be in it as much as the other four. Their adjusted bios are on my profile.

Disclaimer: I own neither Harry Potter, nor NCIS.

Tony and McGee started their first year of Hogwarts in 1998 after the war was ended. The next year, Abby started her first year. Ziva and Palmer started Hogwarts the year after Abby. Umm… Tony and Abby are Purebloods and they are close cousins. McGee is Half-Blood and he is a werewolf. He was attacked by Greyback in the summer of 1996. Tony is an animagus and can turn into a Golden Retriever. He goes with McGee on the full moon. Abby is a metamorphagus. She, too, goes out on the full moon and turns herself into various animals, changing each month. The story starts on Ziva and Palmer's first year. Oh! I put everyone is in Gryffindor because I thought it would be too much work to have them be in different houses and I think that they all would do well in Gryffindor. Ok… Here we go

Chapter One

Ziva stared at her Hogwarts letter the entire car ride to King's Cross Station. She didn't need to read it anymore since she knew it by heart. She had one luggage with her robes and another pair of muggle clothes folded inside. Her wand hadn't left her hand much since she bought it. She couldn't believe that you could actually do magic with a simple stick! Reading through her text books, she had tried a few simple spells. The only one that was successful was the illuminating charm, Lumos.

Eli David parked the car and helped Ziva place her luggage onto a luggage cart. On top of her luggage was a cage holding a snowy white owl. She had named the owl Nether. Nether was fast asleep and oddly went unnoticed through the crowds of muggles.

"Sweetie, I have to get back to my work. Can you get to the train by yourself?"

"Yes. I will miss you, father," Ziva was almost in tears. She would be away from home for a long time. She was excited to go, but sad to leave her father.

"I will miss you too, Ziva. Shalom, I love you."

"Shalom, father. I love you too."

And with that, her father turned around and left. Ziva watched him leave until he was too far into the crowd of people. She tore her eyes off where her father had just disappeared and looked down to her ticket.

"Platform 9 ¾? Where is that?" She whispered to herself. She walked over to the barrier between platforms 9 and 10. There wasn't a sign insight!

"Are you new here?" The voice caused Ziva to jump almost a foot in the air. She spun around to find the source of the voice. There was a girl who looked to be about the age of her, if not a year older. She had black pigtails and wore a strange amount of make-up. She was wearing a shirt that read 'Weird Sisters.' The tops of her platform boots were covered by a pair of black cargo pants.

"Err…" Ziva didn't know what to say. She knew that you weren't supposed to talk about magic to muggles. Who was this girl?

"Don't worry; I'm a witch, too!" She quickly looked around guiltily and lowered her voice, "I'm a witch, too. You're probably wondering how to get onto the platform. My luggage and owl are already on the train. I just came back out here to see if I could help any newcomers. My names Abby. Abby Scuito. What's yours?"

"Err… My name is Ziva David. It's spelt D-A-V-I-D. Confuses most people," Ziva was taken aback by Abby's rambling. She hadn't heard anyone else cram so much into less than 15 seconds, "So, you go to Hogwarts as well?"

"Oh yeah! It's amazing! You're going to have so much fun. This is my second year. I'm in Gryffindor. What house do you thing you'll be in? I hope you are in Gryffindor also. We could have so much fun! We wouldn't have the same classes because you're a year younger, but we could hang out in the common room and stuff! Oh that would be so much fun! I don't have many friends that are girls…well I don't have any at all. The only friends I've got are my cousin and his friend Tim. They're pretty awesome. You should come into our compartment! We always have it to ourselves. Oh! You need to get onto the platform! Okay, all you have to do is run at the wall and you'll just pass right through! I promise! Just run, but don't run into any muggles. That could cause some questions…"

Holy cricket this girl talks a lot! Doesn't she run out of breath? She sounds like she drinks a gallon of caffeine a minute! Wait, did she say to run through the wall?

"I just run right through here?"

"Yeah! I can go with you if you like."

Ziva nodded. She was still not sure about the whole 'running through the wall thing.' She ran anyway. Whoa! She just passed right through the brick wall? How was that even possible? Ziva ran after her and passed through also!

She almost ran right into Abby. There was a whole different platform! The sign said 'Platform 9 ¾.' There was a big, scarlet train blowing steam out that made it almost impossible to see past your nose.

"See! I knew you could do it! Come on, let's go find Tony and Tim. They said they were going to stay in the compartment and make sure nobody else tries to get in it."

Ziva followed Abby over to the door into the train. Her luggage and Nether were being carried in by men, so she wouldn't have to worry about hauling them up the stairs. Abby had almost a death grip on Ziva's hand as she guided her through the train. They finally reached the sliding door to the compartment where two boys were already sitting in.

"Hey Abbs! Who's that?" asked the one who had the same eyes as Abby, but did not share many other traits. Her make-up must cover most of it up, thought Ziva.

"Tony," she gestured to the said boy, "Tim," she moved her hand to the other boy sitting opposite of Tony; "This is Ziva David. I met her outside the platform. She's a first year."

Ziva smiled at the two boys. It was obvious now which one was Abby's cousin. The other one, Tim, looked nothing like her. Tony and Tim looked the same age and appeared to be close friends the way they were talking before Abby interrupted.

"Welcome to the Wizarding World, Ziva," this time Tim spoke. He had a sweet smile and appeared harmless, but there was something in his eyes that told her he had seen things that were worse than she could ever imagine.

"I'm guessing you've experienced the ramblings of Abby already. She could go on FOREVER if she didn't have to breathe occasionally!" As soon as the words came out of Tony's mouth, something extraordinary happened. Abby's hair turned flaming red! It looked like it was on fire! Ziva heard a large intake of breath and then realized it was her own.

"Oh you haven't shown Ziva your abilities yet?" Tim asked in a slightly amused voice. He loved it when people freaked out over Abby's abilities.

"Sorry! I'm a metamorphagus. It means that I can change my appearance at will. I think I'm one of the only ones. Well, there's Teddy. He's one of my distant cousins. Such a cute kid. I miss Tonks. She was his mother and she used to be the only metamorphagus in Britain. We're extremely rare. She along with her husband, Remus Lupin, were killed in the war."

Abby, who had started the ramble in an excited, happy voice, now, had tears in her eyes. Her hair had turned brown, matching Tony's hair color exactly. Tim, who she had sat down next to, put an arm around her comfortingly. That seemed to do the trick. Her hair changed to an electrifying blue as a smile spread across her face. Tony smirked at her knowingly, but didn't say anything. Ziva thought that maybe there was something going on between Tim and Abby, but she thought better to ask until later maybe.

"Here, have a seat, Zi. Is it okay if I call you that?" The way that Tony said that made Ziva feel comfortable. She would analyze it later.

"Yeah, sure," was all she could muster up.

"Oooo, you have a pretty thick accent there, Miss Israeli. So, are you muggle-born?"

At first Ziva didn't know what this meant. She quickly put the pieces together and answered yes.

"I bet it was a big surprise. I was expecting mine already. Well, I didn't want to be a squib, so I was a little anxious. You see, Abby and I are Purebloods. Everyone in our family is magic. It's a bit annoying, actually. When you're a pureblood, you're related to everybody! Including people who you hate. Especially the Black family. Urgh, that Slytherin infested part of my family is a nightmare! More than half are dead now, after the war and all, but there's still a few and that's a few too many."

Tony almost sounded like Abby. He was rambling, but not at the same speed as Abby.

"Hey, do you watch muggle movies? I love muggle movies! There aren't any wizard movies, but I bought a muggle machine that uses the little circles to play the movie on a box. It took a while to set up, but with a little magic, it was perfect. Have you seen the one with Leonardo Di Capri and Kate Winslet? It was called Titanic. Wonderful movie!"

Tony's eyes lit up when he began talking about movies. Ziva could barely hold in her laugh. Listening to him explain a DVD player was the most hilarious thing she had heard in a while. Tony continued to talk about movies and the workings of the DVD player for a few hours.

"Anything off the Trolley, dears?"

Ziva took her eyes off Tony and looked outside the compartment. There was an older lady pushing a trolley full of interesting looking snacks and candies.

"Ziva has never had this stuff! We'll take the lot!" Tony pulled out an incredible amount of Galleons and Sickles that were in his pocket. He only used a few, but they had enough candy to feed a 'Horntail', whatever that was.

Tony, Tim, and Abby explained various types of candy to Ziva. She became very cautious of the candy after a while. Especially the Bertie Bot's Every Flavor Beans after she had eaten what looked like a Tuti Fruity, but was vomit.

"Hey, Ziva! Let's go change into our robes. I expect we'll be arriving soon," Abby ushered her off to an empty compartment.

After they finished changing, Ziva looked at herself in the reflection in the glass. She looked like a real wizard! It looked so strange, yet so normal at the same time.

"Tony and Tim are very nice. Tony's funny when he's talking about the movies."

"Oh my gosh, he talks about them all the time! You'll learn to just tell him to shut up soon. Oh! Were here!" They train gave a sudden stop.

"You get to go in the boats since you're a first year. The lake is pretty cool, but don't jump in. There's a giant squid or something in there. I think there are also mermaids. Well I guess I'll see you later. I hope you get into Gryffindor!"

Abby and Ziva disembarked the train. The day had passed during their train ride and it was now dark. Abby was at lost on where to go. Abby told her not to worry about her trunk and owl; they would end up in the common room that you end up in.

"Firs' years! Firs' years o'er here!"

Ziva walked over to the man. When she got there, she realized that the man was taller than the train. He was huge! She wasn't the only one staring in awe. There was a boy, smaller than her, who had big glasses on that nearly covered up his entire face. His hair was short, unlike Tony's whose hair slightly fell over his face and Tim's whose hair curved up so it didn't make contact with his forehead.

The giant man introduced himself as Hagrid and led the group of kids including Ziva over to the boats. Ziva was in a boat alongside the boy with big glasses and another boy who looked like he might hurl. Ziva situated herself as far away from the hurler as possible.

Hogwarts was the most amazing thing she had ever seen in her entire life. It was a huge castle! She would get so lost, but couldn't wait to be inside of it! They left the boats and were guided into the castle and down a hallway by a lady named Professor McGonagall. She seemed stern but nice.

"You will be sorted into four houses. Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, or Slytherin."

There were a few gasp at the mention of Slytherin. Ziva heard Tony mention in on the train, but thought nothing more of it until now. She heard someone whisper, "There's not a witch or wizard who went bad that wasn't in Slytherin." Ziva became scared that she would be put in Slytherin.

"In a few moments the Sorting Ceremony will begin and you will walk through these doors to be sorted." Professor McGonagall waited almost a minute before opening the giant doors and allowing First years to walk in a line to the Sorting Hat.

All you have to do is put on a hat? Ziva had been expecting the worse.

Professor McGonagall began calling names in alphabetical order. Ziva realized what was so nerve-racking now. The hat would read your mind. It could access anything it wanted just by being on your head. Ziva started to shake with nerves.

"David, Ziva"

Wow! She pronounced my name right! Oh yeah, I have to walk up there, Ziva thought. She walked up to the stool and Professor McGonagall placed the shabby, old hat on Ziva's head.

"Hmmm…Very interesting," the hat spoke, "You might do well in Slytherin, but you don't have that bad of a heart…Not Hufflepuff…You're very intelligent and would do extremely well in Ravenclaw, but that doesn't seem fit…There's more to you than just smarts and loyalty…I know…GRYFFINDOR!"

Ziva let out a breath that she didn't know was held inside of her. She was going to be with Abby, Tony, and Tim! She was in a good house! She was still shaking, but not out of nerves. Ziva walked down and sat next to Tony. In front of her were Abby and Tim. Everyone shook her hand. The rest of the first years were sorted. A few more came into Gryffindor including the boy with the glasses. His name was Jimmy Palmer. He, too, seemed to relax a bit after hearing the name Gryffindor come out of the folds in the hat.

After everyone had been sorted, Professor McGonagall got up from the chair that the headmistress chair and cleared her voice.

"Welcome to another year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I would like to tell our first years and remind everyone that the Forbidden Forrest is out of bounds. You also cannot roam the grounds at night."

The speech continued on, but it mainly said to follow the rules or you're in trouble. There was a new Herbology Professor. His name was Professor Longbottom. Everyone clapped after he was introduced. It seemed that he was famous among the older students, among the 4th, 5th, 6th, and 7th years.

When Professor McGonagall was finished, the empty tables filled with food that looked absolutely delicious! It surprised Ziva a little, but not much surprises her anymore.

After everyone was finished eating, the prefects led each house to said house's common room. Ziva walked with Abby, Tony, and Tim up staircases that moved! Finally, they reached a portrait of a fat lady.

"Password, please?"

"Drouble"

The students were let in. The prefect, who had given the password, spoke again, "This is the Gryffindor Common room. The girl's dormitories up on the right, boy's same on the left."

"Yeah, we know, Dennis!" one of the fourth years shouted.

"Oh, shut up, Morgan!"

Ziva didn't realize how tired she was until she yawned. She and Abby said goodnight to Tony and Tim, then walked up to their dormitories. Sleep came to Ziva as soon as her head hit the pillow. Nether was in her cage by the window and Ziva's trunk was beside her bed. This had been a perfect day. She felt like this place could be a second home. Or maybe a better home. Her father was always working. He was the director of Mossad and wanted Ziva to join as soon as she was old enough. Ziva was ecstatic when she got her letter; it meant she didn't have to work with Mossad. Her mother and sister had been killed because of Mossad. Ziva didn't like it before they were killed and now she just flat out hates it. She hates it more than anything in the world. She and her father moved to England, thinking it would be safer than staying in Israel. It didn't help. Now she has to spend most of the time alone, because her father had to stay in Israel for his job. She was so used to being alone, that it felt weird to talk so much and be around so many people today. She liked it. This could definitely be a better home.

It was home.

I have several other chapters finished, but they aren't as good as this one. If you want me to continue, please review! Thanks! (: