Disclaimer: I do not own SAO nor do I own Harry Potter.

Chapter 1

Celestia Potter was irritated, but not really surprised when the Wizengamot managed to pass a law that forced the heirs and heiress' of old families, and those chosen randomly by a modified goblet of fire, to represent the magical world as a whole and compete in a challenge presented by the mundane ministries of Great Britain and Japan.

The challenge was a new game that had come out 'Sword Art Online or rather more commonly known as SAO', a virtual reality MMORPG. The wizarding world was to provide 10000 magicals and hope that one of them managed to beat the game before one of the 10000 mundanes did. If the magicals won, the mundanes would admit that the magical world was superior to them. However, if a mundane won then the magicals would have to admit that mundanes were superior. Or at least equals.

Of course, finding ten thousand magicals who thought they were better than mundanes was easier said than done. Afterall more than sixty percent of the magical world was either mundaneborn or mundane-raised and there was only maybe two million magicals in the entire world. So it was decided that a law would be passed that stated that all those under the age of 25 would be required to present themselves to a modified version of the Goblet of Fire. Of course, if you were a member of one of the old families then you were automatically drafted into the challenge. Which meant that Celestia was screwed three times over because she was the heiress of the Peverells, Potters, and the Blacks.

Celestia could careless who won, she didn't like that her freedom was being revoked just to settle a pissing match. Had she been asked, and not ordered, she would've been more than happy to play the game. Afterall the Dursley's had never let her play video games before, something she had always wanted to do, especially after reading several game guides that she'd found at the local library where she used to hide from Dudley's gang. Atleast it was just a game, she would've rebeled if they'd tried to draft her for a war. It was that thought that kept her mostly quiet when St. Mungo's specialists came to take almost the entire school to a specialized facility where they'd be hooked up to the rather advanced machines. Celestia had been told that once inside the game they would not need to logout until the game was over, their bodies would be taken care of through nutrition potions and healers, and that she would be recieving the wages of a Senior Auror until the game was over, as thanks for competeing. Everyone from the old families would receive the same. Anybody else would receive the wages of a regular Auror. The Ministry had said it was that way because those of the old families would have to leave their businesses, estates, and investments to serve the magical world.

Still slightly irritated by the blatant biased bullshit, Celestia had nodded silently as the healers and specialists rushed around her room to hook her up to the game and a monitor that showed her vital signs. She nearly laughed as the ministry representative speaking to her was almost ran over by a rather hefty old nurse who clearly couldn't careless who he was. As an heiress to the Potter, Peverell, and Black family lines, Celestia had been given a rather large private room, which she had immediately questioned the necessity of. Only to find that it was just more old family favoritism. Rolling her eyes Celestia had requested to have some of her friends be placed in the same room as her, so as to save room of course.

The representative agreed but could only allow her a choice of two of her friends. That was fine. Her best friend, Luna Lovegood, was an heiress herself so she would be in her own room under better care than the two she had in mind.

Hermione Granger, a studious and rather prideful sixteen year old girl in Celestia's year group. She had brown eyes and shoulder blade length bushy brown hair, she stood at 5'6" and had a rather plain figure with little curves to speak of. She was a nice, polite young woman that had learned long ago not to try Celestia's temper by trying to control her like she had in their first year. Celestia hadn't liked being told that she would never amount to much if she didn't study and had almost called an honor duel right then and there in the Great Hall. Luckily for Hermione, Neville, Celestia's male best friend, had put her firmly in her place by telling Hermione that she wouldn't be going very far herself if she tried to alienate an heiress of three old family lines and one of the wealthiest ladies on the continent. He had then further humiliated her by telling her that she needed to brush up on her etiquette and social skills before she found herself facing an honor duel for disrespecting the old lines. Hermione had immediately appologized and while Celestia had forgiven her ignorance the others of old lines had blacklisted her for the rest of the year and that included Neville. Disrespecting the old lines, while not against the law, had been the cause of several blood feuds that had wiped out entire families. It was a very serious matter and she had been lucky that she had only been blacklisted for just that year. She was mundaneborn though and so could be forgiven her ignorance, but only that once.

Blaise Zabini, a sixteen year old italian beauty who flirts with anything that walks and Celestia's best friend. Blaise was Celestia's first friend, she had pure black hair and dark brown eye's. She stood at 5'3" and was very thin, her small curves more than standing out on her slight frame. Blaise was a Slytherin and while she was from an old family, it was an italian old family, and that apparently made all the difference.

It took more than an hour to find the girls and then another hour to get the girls all hooked up to both machines. While they waited, the girls decided to go over the SAO game guide that the representative had left for them, having already set up their avatar accounts. Celestia was almost tempted to make her avatar a guy just so she wouldn't have to wear the ridiculous frilly pink skirt. She hated the color pink. Blaise had snorted before stopping her, having heard her muttering about the color, "There are other colors and designs, Tia." She'd ended up finding a nice dark blue straight dress with black leggings. Not perfect but still her style. It was a short sleeve dress and just loose enough that she wouldn't be broadcasting her own hourglass figure, nope just her rather large breasts. Not much she could do about that though she'd been trying since she was twelve.

"You know this would be a good chance for you to meet some people who don't know that you're a celebrity or an heiress to three large estates." Hermione stated idly, as she continued looking through the guide, a small barely noticable smirk on her face.

Blaise snickered, "Actually this would be the perfect time to find out if mundanes can do it better than magicals."

Hermione gasped, half in indignation and half at the realization. Celestia rolled her eye's at her friends and snorted. It was an old arguement between the three of them. Whether magicals were better at sex than mundanes. Hermione was of the opinion that magic had to make it better, but Celestia thought that using magic in the bedroom was cheating and just proved that you sucked at it. Blaise couldn't care less if her partner used magic or not, she just loved riling Hermione up, because she turned everything into a competition.

Celestia ignored the two giggling girls in favor of going through her game guide once more. She'd read it plenty of times but everytime she did she became more and more fascinated with the world of Aincrad. Aincrad had a hundred floors and each floor had a different enviroment to it, some floors would have ice cold mountain tops, others would have scorching deserts, there were even going to be swamp lands! It was going to be amazing discovering this new world. An alarm rung through the room, drawing the three out of their thoughts. Five minutes until game time.

Celestia looked over towards the others, "Well this is it. My avatar's name is Tiana. Message me and send me a friend request as soon as you get to the otherside."

Hermione and Blaise both nodded, excitedly. Hermione asked, "My avatar's name is Mione. Should we party up with each other or use the oppertunity to meet new people?"

Blaise grinned, mischief dancing across her face, "My avatar is Belle. I don't know about you but I want to meet new people. I love you guys but we've been up each others asses for five years and a game isn't going to change our friendship. Let's stay in contact but try to venture out for the first month or so."

Celestia grinned, thankful that she hadn't had to be the one to ask for some space this once. Seriously she loved her friends but Hermione could be a little overbearing when it comes to her opinions and Blaise, well the girl fell in love too easily and while Celestia had no problem helping her best friend it got tiring constantly dealing with her relationship dramas.

"Agreed." Celestia said. Ever since she entered the magical world it had been one problem after another. With the constant pressure from the magical world to be who they wanted her to be, fighting and finally winning against Voldemort, as well as dealing with the abuse from the Dursley's; Celestia would like to have sometime to herself without expectations to find out who she wanted to be and do what she'd like for once.

Another alarm rang and Celestia eagerly grabbed the NerveGear helmet, put it on her head and a moment later said, "Link...Start!"

A blur of colors rushed past her and she found herself at the login screen, entering her information, she felt a slight tingle as her cyber body appeared in the central plaza of the Town of Beginnings on the 1st Floor of Aincrad, a 'Welcome to Sword Art Online' sign flashed over her head.

Read and Review! Let me know what you think?! Is this version better than the former SAO and HP crossover story of mine. Also I'll be posting some other rough drafts. Not for SAO and HP but for HP.