AN: Due to a minor case of writers block, I have decided to work on another HP crossover that's been bouncing around in my head till I sort out how to get to where I want to go in my other stories.

As always, I own nothing but the plot.

Prologue: The Past

Sept. 1st:

Petunia Dursley was annoyed. Her blasted nephew had been dropped off without by or leave. The boy's parents, dead, killed by a madman. Now she had to deal with the boy. The note explained the blood wards that would keep the boy safe, and how the boy was to be treated. Dumbledore had been very specific. He had not counted on two things. One, Petunia still loved her sister, no matter how jealous she was. And two, Lily Evans was adopted.

No one alive knew this save Petunia and, only quite recently, Lily's twin brother. Lily's real family had given her up because they could not afford to raise 3 children, already having an older girl. Once Petunia had found out about young Harry she found Lily's family for the soul purpose of making sure Harry had a place to go other than her. Now she was glad she did.

A few oversea calls (she would hate her phone bill this month) and young Harry was out of her hair and in the custody of his true uncle, Jack Carter.

-Ten years later

It had been three months since Jack and his son had moved to the small town of Eureka. It was now July and he couldn't help but LOVE the crazy town. True, they had year round schooling, but Harry's classes wouldn't start till August. He laughed at his cousin Zoe's face when she found out she had to start classes at the start of what would normally be her summer break.

"Good morning Harry, and happy birthday," came the voice of S.A.R.A.H., the computer that ran the house.

"Morning S.A.R.A.H." Harry said as he got up. "What time is it?"

"Ten thirty a.m., your Uncle felt you should be allowed to sleep in today."

Harry mostly nodded, still half asleep, as he got dressed. "Any messages?"

"Several birthday wishes from people around Eureka, an invitation from Stark to visit the snake research lab at GD, and a challenge from Fargo for a rematch."

Harry sighed at the last one. Both of them played Magic: the Gathering, and the two played often. "How many times have I bet him?"

"23 time."

"Thanks S.A.R.A.H. Any more of those letters today?" For the past two weeks Harry had been getting letters from a school of "witchcraft and wizardry." No one knew who it was, but several people were annoyed at the waste of paper. Especially when over two thousand of the blasted things blocked the door to the bunker.

"Not today. Also, Jo just sent an e-mail letting you know she's picking you up in ten minutes."

-Cafe Diem, one hour later

Harry had just finished his brunch when the man walked into the restaurant. He was at least seven foot tall and almost as wide. Despite the heat he had a furry coat of some kind and a pink umbrella. Looking around he took a seat at the counter and started asking Vincent some questions. Eventually Vincent pointed the man to Harry's table and then took a cup of coffee to Jo as the man headed over.

"Harry, blimy, last time I saw you, you were just bigger then my hands." He said in a jovial voice.

Harry looked at him. "Not to be rude or anything, but who are you?"

"Rubeus Hagrid, keeper of keys and groundskeeper of Hogwarts." He said the last bit in hushed tones.

"So you're the one sending me all those letters, is this some kind of joke." He noticed Jo moving in, a small cannon looking gun at her side.

"No joke Harry, you're a wizard." He whispered conspiratorially.

Harry nodded at this and then ducked, giving Jo a clean shot. The weapon she had used blasted Hagrid with some kind of electrical charge, causing the man to stiffen and then fall over. "Sheriff, we got him," she said into her walky-talky. "You better call Henry, we may need a forklift."

AN: Just to let people know, this Harry takes after his uncle Jack, average intelligence but lots of common sense. He will NOT be a super genius.