Author's Note: Hey everyone! So, this is my first published fanfic ever! In other words, I really need reviews (especially if you want it to get any better). I really liked the idea of a Kingdom Hearts crossover, so here it is! It's very close to the HP books for the first few chapters, but it will branch off after the basic characters and plot are laid out. Disclaimer: I own nothing!!! Enjoy!

Riku and the Sorcerer's Stone:

Chapter 1 – Not So Good Morning

A large motorcycle roared overhead. A great flash of light overcame the sky. Running, running, no place to hide! Oh no! He found me! I-

"Riku! Get your lazy ass out of bed!"

I groaned and sat up. Wow, what a dream! It felt so real! Almost like a memory… My aunt's incessant rattling of the door brought me back to reality.

"Breakfast won't make itself and Pete is hungry!"

I sighed and said, "Coming." I grabbed an oversized sweater and far too baggy jeans and

pulled them on. My Aunt Tifa didn't see any reason to buy me new clothing. After all,

Pete outgrows them faster each time. And not because of his height, if you know what I

mean. My cousin Pete is fat, and I mean fat! You could probably float all the way to the mainland with nothing but his overgrown gut supporting you. Not that you'd ever get close enough to try! But Aunt Tifa refuses to notice this, being quite thin herself, and insists it's just "baby fat." I don't think eleven year olds still have baby fat, but try telling that to my aunt! And if little Petey-Weety misses breakfast, why he'll starve!

As I grumble to myself about my relatives, I open my closet door and head upstairs to make breakfast. That's right, I live in a closet. And not because there aren't enough bedrooms. Pete is so fat he needs two! Well, Uncle Sark says it's for Pete's storage, but I know they're just waiting until Pete gets too big for one room and they have to remodel.

"There you are! Now hurry up! Pete is about to open his presents and I need you to fry the bacon!" my Aunt snapped.

I groaned inwardly. I had forgotten. Today was not just any old day; today was Pete's birthday. A day where he and his friends got to go out all day and celebrate while I was handed off to the batty old neighbor down the street, Mrs. Godmother. Meanwhile, I would be forced to watch Pete open piles upon piles of presents before he stuffed his face with the food that I would be cooking. I stared at the bacon as it sizzled and crackled. If only my parents hadn't died in that car accident. After all, I had survived with barely a scratch- just a scar on my neck that resembled a lightning bolt.

Just then the telephone rang. My aunt strode over to the receiver as Pete complained about having to wait for his mother to get off the phone before opening his presents. Just as he was about to blubber, she got off and came back into the kitchen.

"Sark," she said, "we have a problem."

"Hmm, what's that?" he muttered over the morning's paper.

"Fae broke her leg. One of her pet mice got in the way and she tripped. She can't take Riku."

This got my uncle's attention, as well as Pete's.

"What about my sister Ursula?"

"She wouldn't take him she hates the boy!"

"Err, that friend of yours, what's her face, the blond-"

"On vacation. Went to go see the Coliseum."

At this point Pete was starting to catch on. He prepared his best pout and began whining, "Well he can't come with us, that's for sure! I don't want him ruining my party! If he comes, I'll…I'll…"

Before he could finish his threat, his best friend Iago walked in. Pete immediately stopped sniffling in order to look more impressive. If only he hadn't tripped getting out of his chair…

My aunt sniffed and said, "Well there really isn't any time left. I suppose we'll have to just take him."

At this point my uncle leaned over me and hissed, "Any funny business boy, and you'll be decommissioned for the rest of the year! Understood?"

And that is how I ended up going to the zoo with Pete and Iago. Well, at least it's something better than listening to Mrs. Godmother prattle on about her mice…