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- Ichigo had lived with the Weasley's since he was a kid, since Voldemort had murdered his parents. When the time comes for him to finally go to Hogwarts, he had no idea that he wouldn't just learn magic, he'd have to learn to love. And the love he has to learn comes at the price of the Malfoy's family, Grimmjow Jaeggerjaques.

Disclaimer: I do not own any right to Bleach or any of the characters in the story.

Warnings: Yaoi (boy x boy), swearing, OOCness

A/N: Hi everyone thanks for having a look at my new story. At the moment I've decided to upload a couple of stories at the same time as it helps to flick between them when writing.

This story runs in accordance with the Harry Potter books and Ichigo will be in the same year as Ron. So of course, since Ichigo will be eleven at the beginning, there won't be much romance going on for a while.

So I hope you enjoy this new story, here's the first chapter, ten pages so it's definitely long enough!

Chapter 1:

Out in the countryside in the heart of Devon, England there was a small village called Ottery St. Catchpole and on the outskirts of this village, there was a house. But this wasn't just a normal house, it was a unique house, one that looked like an odd assortment of extensions being continuously added to the top. Which of course was impossible, but apparently not. The people living there were different too, they were what Muggles (non-magic folk) called sorcerers, although no-one knew this. The village thought an estranged, eccentric family lived there, odd enough to rarely visit the village.

Outside in the back garden, two orange haired boys with flushed faces were taking a break from their task. One, with brown eyes turned to look at the other, his cousin, Ronald Weasley, who went by Ron and grinned.

"So what was that, fifty points to me?"

Ron looked up and groaned, realising he was losing. "Damn, when did you get good at this? You always sucked." Standing up straight, he saw movement in the bushes. "Ichigo, on your left."

Ichigo darted forward, diving into the bush and emerged with a triumphant grin a few moments later. Keeping it at arm's length, in his grasp, was a gnome. But this wasn't your typical garden gnome which sat smiling happily with his fishing rod. No, this was a real gnome which looked more like an overgrown potato than anything. It snarled and wriggled in Ichigo's grasp, snapping its teeth at the boy.

"Feisty." Ron chuckled and stepped back as Ichigo spun around a few times, throwing the gnome high into the air for it to land with a thump in the next field. "How many points was that?"

"Twenty, now it's my turn." Grabbing another gnome, Ron was about to throw it over the wall when they heard shouting from the house.

"Ron! Ichigo! Come quickly!"

Ichigo sent Ron a questioning look and he shrugged in reply. "Your guess is as good as mine. Fred and George have probably blown something up." With a sigh, he threw the gnome over the wall, rolling his eyes as it bounced a couple of times before stumbling around in a daze. "They'll all be back by the time we get back down here."

Ichigo laughed, starting up towards the house and Ron followed. "Whatever it is, your mum sounded flustered. I hope we haven't done anything wrong, degnoming is punishment enough." Wiping his forehead of sweat, Ron laughed at the smear of dirt he left behind, shaking his head as they entered the kitchen.

"Ah boys there you are." Ron's mother, and Ichigo's aunt, bustled them into the kitchen and sat them down, handing them both a letter. "These just arrived."

Ichigo sent Ron a questioning look before reading the front of his letter, which read,

Mr I. Kurosaki

Fifth Storey

The Burrow

Ottery St Catchpole

Devon

Glancing at Ron's he saw it said the exact same, except for the name change. Turning the letter over, his eyes widening in excitement when he saw the Hogwarts emblem on the back, looking up at Ron again who was eagerly tearing into the letter. Rolling his eyes, Ichigo opened his more carefully and pulled the thick parchment out, smoothing it flat as he began reading.

Dear Mr Kurosaki,

We are pleased to inform you that you have a place at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all the necessary books and equipment.

Term begins on 1 September. We await your owl by no later than 31 July.

Yours sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall

Deputy Headmistress

Ichigo read the writing several times, just to make sure it was real and grinned widely at his aunt. "I'm going to Hogwarts."

Hogwarts was the finest school of witchcraft and wizardry in England, perhaps the world. Some of the best witches and wizards in the world had been taught there. Ichigo's body thrummed with excitement and catching Ron's gaze, they both grinned.

"Well well, what's going on here?" Before he could react, the letter was plucked from his grasp and he turned to glare at his other cousin, Fred, or maybe George, he couldn't tell. Reading the letter, keeping it out of Ichigo's reach, the twin grinned widely. "Congratulations, apparently you do have enough magic to get into school."

Ichigo scowled, jumping up to snatch the letter away and held it to his chest. "Shut up, you'll see, I'll be a better wizard than you could ever dream to be."

"Big words strawberry, care to make a bet?"

His eye twitched at the ridiculous nickname and snorted. "No thanks, I'm not stupid." He'd learnt the hard way, never make bets with the twins, it never ended well. He took a drink from his aunt gratefully, downing it quickly and sighed in satisfaction afterwards, degnoming was thirsty work.

She smiled and patted his hair, a small frown flitting over her face when she remembered him coming to live with them ten years ago. The darkest wizard of all time, Voldemort, who was known by the name You-Know-Who was at full power and anyone who opposed him, ended up dead, including Ichigo's parents. Luckily at the time, Ichigo was staying with the Weasley's and he'd been there ever since.

"So, tomorrow I guess we need to make a trip to Diagon Alley don't we?" She asked, earning two enthusiastic nods in response. "I do need to get some things anyway, so perfect timing. Now give me your letters so they don't get lost. I need the lists." Taking the letters from them, she shooed the two boys outside again. "Don't forget to finish degnoming!"

They both groaned, trudging down to the back of the garden again. Fred, Ichigo decided in the end, followed after them. "Mind if I join you? I've been getting rusty at this." Grabbing a gnome as it ran in front of them, he spun round for a moment, throwing it with a grunt. "Ha! Beat that, sixty points!"

"Don't you think this is great? I mean, we're going to Hogwarts." Ron said, sitting down with a huff and Ichigo soon followed suit, leaving Fred to chase the gnomes and George came down after a few minutes to join him.

"Yeah, I can't wait to learn some magic, maybe then we can use it to help with this."

George threw a gnome at them, which sat blinking dazedly where the two had previously been sat. "Hey, you know we can't use magic out of school, and besides, mum would kill you."

"Yeah." Fred added, pausing next to his twin and exhaled loudly. "Now get your butts in gear and help us out, we're not getting any younger and this takes forever."

Ron rolled his eyes, picking himself up and Ichigo laughed, detangling himself from the bush he'd thrown himself into. "Whatever, we already took care of most of them. They won't be back for a few days hopefully." Brushing his clothes clean, Ichigo grabbed the dazed gnome and threw it with all his strength over the wall, smirking. "Seventy points, beat that."

Dusk had fallen by the time the four of them had cleared the garden and they trailed inside, groaning and rubbing their aching muscles. Sitting down at the table, Ichigo gratefully took a plate of food from Mrs Weasley, pulling a face of disgust when she scrubbed at his face. "Hey!"

She tutted, pulling away to raise an eyebrow at him, placing a drink next to his plate. "You were covered in dirt, you all are. Don't forget to shower tonight."

Fred rolled his eyes. "Yes mother." He grinned and ducked when she threw a half-hearted blow at him, quickly shoving some food in his mouth.

Ichigo ate quickly before jumping into the shower. If he didn't get in quick, he would be waiting a while and by that time, there wouldn't be any hot water left and he didn't want to bother his aunt and uncle about that. Returning to his room, Ichigo was grateful Ron got in after him, so he had the room to himself, since they shared.

Drying off and changing into his pyjamas, Ichigo crawled into bed as Ron came into the room. Their eyes met and Ichigo rolled his, shifting to turn away as Ron changed. Turning the light off, Ichigo rolled back onto his front and stared at the ceiling illuminated by the moonlight filtering in front the window.

"Ichigo?"

Ron's voice called out in the darkness and he turned his head towards where he knew Ron's bed was. "Yeah?"

"Are you ready to go to Hogwarts?" Ichigo frowned, shifting to lean on his elbow.

"What do you mean?"

"What if we're no good, what if we can't do magic?"

Ichigo snorted, throwing a pillow at Ron and smirked when he yelled out and lay down again. "We'll be fine, stop worrying. Tomorrow we're going to get our stuff and in two months, we'll be at Hogwarts."

"Yeah, thanks Ichigo, night."

"Night Ron."

The next morning Ichigo woke up early, excitement coursing through his veins and found he was unable to fall asleep again. Getting up after a few minutes, Ichigo crept past Ron's prone, snoring figure to go downstairs, jumping the creaking stair halfway down. Hearing the sizzling of bacon from the kitchen, Ichigo made his way in and took a plate from his aunt when she saw him.

"Thanks." Sitting down at the table, Ichigo quickly munched his way through the food until he had his full and sat back with a groan, rubbing his full stomach. "That, was good." He blushed when Mrs Weasley chuckled and sat next to him, smiling fondly.

"Are you ready to get you stuff today?"

Ichigo nodded, looking away in shame. They family didn't have a lot of money, and adding him to the equation made resources stretch thinner. "Are you sure there's enough money?"

She sighed, running her fingers through the long orange hair, which was in need of a trim she noted. "Don't worry, besides, you have your own money that your parents left you."

He looked up at her and hesitated. "You can use mine if you want for everyone, I'm sure there's enough."

Mrs Weasley smiled, removing her hand and shook her head. "It's your money, I won't take any. We will get some out tomorrow, for you. We'll manage somehow don't worry." Standing up again, she patted his head before taking his plate. "Now, go get changed, we have a long day ahead of us."

Ichigo nodded, running upstairs to do as told. He rolled his eyes when Ron snorted and turned over. Grinning devilishly, Ichigo crept downstairs and knocked on the twins door, one of the sticking their head out to blink sleepily at him. "What do you want?"

"Ron's still asleep and he needs waking up, care to help?" Ichigo suggested, smirked when he grinned.

"Leave it to us."

He disappeared again and Ichigo shoved his hands in his pockets, going downstairs to sit in the kitchen again. After a few minutes, he heard a scream from upstairs, supressing a grin as his aunt paused and went upstairs to find the source. After a few moments, one of the twins came down and sat next to him.

"So, what happened?"

"Firework, 'nuff said?"

"Yep." Ichigo grinned widely, bursting out laughing as Ron charged into the room.

"Ichigo!" He yelled as the boy fell off the sofa, howling with laughter. Ron's face was black with ash, his hair sticking up in several directions, but what he didn't realise was he was also covered in glitter, making his orange hair shimmer. "What? What's so funny?"

"Oh god, your hair!" Ichigo yelled, tears streaming down his face as Ron looking in the mirror, his expression turning to horror.

"What did you do?!" He yelled, turning to look at the twin accusingly who held up his hands in innocence.

"Don't blame poor old George, it was Ichigo's idea." He said it in a sweet, sickly voice and Ichigo's eyes narrowed as Ron's glare turned on him. "What, it was?"

Ichigo glanced at Ron, smiling nervously before bolting from the room as the boy lunged at him, grasping at his jumper but just missed. Ichigo ran outside, sprinting down the path and laughed as Ron yelled at him from the house, not daring to leave with his current appearance. After a few minutes, Ichigo slowed down to a halt, leaning over to regain his breath and strolled casually down the path towards the village they lived near.

As he walked through the streets, he received a few strange looks which wasn't uncommon, everyone was weary of him and his family, the odd family a few miles away. He was just as interested in them as they were in him as he looked around the stalls, peering at the strange contraptions.

After wandering around aimlessly for a while, Ichigo sat down on a bench and opted for watching people interact, how they operated. It was so different to his world, and he was fascinated. Too absorbed in his surroundings, Ichigo didn't notice someone sit next to him until they cleared their throat and almost jumped out of his seat in response.

"C'mon, stop staring, mum's waiting for you." Percy stood up again and raised an eyebrow at him. "Unless you'd rather sit here all day?"

Ichigo shook his head, standing up to follow the older male back to the Burrow. Yesterday, his prefect badge had come in the post and now, Percy was definitely lording it. Ichigo was actually considering not wanting to be in Gryffindor because of it. He wasn't sure he could endure that for a whole year.

When they got back, Ichigo was swept up by Mrs Weasley who started fussing with his clothes, tutting about him running off just before they were leaving and rolled his eyes, allowing her to fuss over him. When she was finished, Ichigo joined Ron who was now glitter free and sniggering so he punched his arm, making him stop instantly.

"So, where'd you run too?" He whispered, leaning in closer and Ichigo rolled his eyes.

"To the village, wanted a change of scenery." Ron didn't have the chance to question him further as the whole family had gathered, ready to go to Diagon Alley.

"Alright everyone you know the drill." Mrs Weasley grabbed the pot of floo powder and went to stand next to the fireplace. "Percy, you first."

The teen stepped forward, scooping a handful of the powder into his hand and stepped into the fireplace. "Diagon Alley!" Calling out the name, Percy disappeared into the emerald flames and Ichigo wrinkled his nose, the smell always made his nose itch.

Following Percy was Fred and George, then Ron and finally, it was his turn. Ichigo grabbed a handful of the powder, letting the excess fall back into the pot before stepping into the fireplace. Sighing deeply, Ichigo closed his eyes and raised his hand. "Diagon Alley!" Throwing the powder into the fire, Ichigo felt the heat envelope him and his stomach churned as he was jerked from his spot in the Burrow. A few moments later his feet hit the ground and he cracked his eyes open to see the twins grinning at him. Scoffing, he pushed past them and brushed the dirt of his clothes, wiping at his face where he knew there was a smudge.

A few minutes later his aunt appeared and brushed herself down before leading them through the street and up towards Gringotts. She turned to Percy outside the building and handed him a bag of money. "Go help your brother get his things. And you two-" She turned to look at the twins sternly. "-don't get into trouble, we'll be back soon so behave, all of you."

"Of course mother." Percy grabbed Ron's arm and dragged the boy away and Ichigo chuckled at the helpless look he received. Following his aunt into the bank, Ichigo looked at the goblins curiously, trying not to stare as they weighed out the enormous jewels and stopped suddenly when he almost walked into her back.

"Why are we stopping?"

"Because we're next." She turned to smile at him, holding out a key which he took with a frown as they approached the desk. He glanced up, craning his neck to see a goblin peer over at him and blushed, ducking his head again. "Hi, we wish to make a withdrawal from the Kurosaki and Weasley vaults please."

"Do you have keys?" She handed him one and indicated at Ichigo who stoop on his tiptoes, sliding the key onto the desk with a grin. The goblin observed the keys for a moment before getting down and leading them to a side door. "Gornuk will show you to the vaults." With that, he returned to his desk as another goblin came over, opening the door and ushering them through.

Ichigo followed after his aunt slowly, looking around and his eyes widened in surprise as the marble interior disappeared and they were in a hallway, lit with torches lining the wall, creating flickering shadows dancing across the walls. They headed down a slope and he shivered as the temperature dropped and they came to a stop near the edge, tracks leading off into the darkness. Ichigo peered over the edge and he swore he heard a faint roar of a dragon in the distance, but put it down to his imagination and the twin's rumours.

He whipped his head around as Gornuk whistled and his eyes widened as a cart hurled around the corner, breaking sharply in front of them. The goblin got in and motioned for them to follow and once Mrs Weasley was sure Ichigo was secure, they set off. Ichigo squinted as they hurtled through the maze of passageways, his head soon spinning as he tried to keep up and squeezed his eyes shut as the nausea hit him.

Cracking his eyes open when they stopped, Ichigo stepped from the cart and sighed deeply, shaking his numb legs and looked around curiously. In front of them was a vault, numbered Vault 216. Gornuk walked towards it, pulling out Ichigo's key and slipped it into the small lock and a loud click was heard from the large door, which unlocked and slowly swung open.

Ichigo peered around the door and his eyes widened in surprise at the piles upon piles of gold coins, his mouth opening in surprise and he looked at his aunt questioningly. "This… is mine?"

She nodded and handed him a small bag to fill with coins. "Yes. It's what your parents left behind. It's all yours."

Ichigo paused and straightened up, looking at her hesitantly. "If you need some, I don't mind. I know things are difficult at the moment. It will help, wont it?"

Her expression softened and she led Ichigo from the vault, shaking her head and ruffled his hair. "No, it's not that bad. This is yours Ichigo, you'll need it someday and I won't take it from you."

Ichigo frowned, but dropped the subject and pocketed the money and after another ride on the cart, they were stood outside another vault. Ichigo waited outside as Mrs Weasley went in and collecting some money. When she returned and one more cart ride later, they were exiting the building.

Spotting Ron across the street hurriedly waving him over, Ichigo ran to his side and grinned at the gruntled expression he wore. "So, having fun with Percy?"

"Bucket loads." Ron sighed and pulled a face at his brothers back as he talked to their mother. "He wouldn't stop nagging in Madam Malkin's. 'Ron stop fidgeting.' 'Ron don't move your leg like that.' 'Ron stand up straight, don't pull faces.' Urgh, what a nightmare!"

Ichigo snorted in amusement, rolling his eyes. "Oh dear, you have a hard life don't you?"

"Shut up."

He opened his mouth to retort, but thought better of it as Mrs Weasley joined them, leading them down the alley to the shops to buy their school supplies. A couple of hours later, Ichigo was carrying several parcels containing a cauldron, a set of crystal phials, a telescope and a set of brass scales. Outside Flourish and Blotts, Mrs Weasley handed Percy a list, along with some money from both her and Ichigo.

"Be a dear and help Ron buy his and Ichigo's book whilst I take Ichigo to Madam Malkin's." Ichigo followed after her, grinning at Ron's horrified expression at being left with his brother again. Entering the shop, a small woman came over and smiled at Ichigo brightly.

"Hello, buying robes for Hogwarts I presume?" Ichigo nodded, following her into the back of the shop and stood on a stool she indicated at. Sliding a robe over his head, she began pinning it to length as Ichigo glanced out the window with a bored expression. Keeping still was definitely not his strong suit. After a while she stepped back and smiled at him. "There you go dear, all done."

"Thanks." She took the robes off and Ichigo stepped down, going to join his aunt and waited for a few moments for the woman to return with his robes neatly packaged. Taking the package form her, Ichigo paid for them and smiled brightly before they left.

When they found Ron and Percy still inside Flourish and Blotts, Mrs Weasley turned to look at Ichigo. "Whilst we wait, do you want to get your wand?"

"What about Ron?"

She smiled reassuringly, patting Ichigo's head. "Don't worry about it. He's getting Charlie's wand." Ichigo didn't press the matter, instead opting to look at his feet which had become very interesting in that moment as she led him to the shop. "Go on dear, I'll wait out here for you in case Percy comes out and can't find us."

Ichigo nodded and went inside the small shop, wrinkling his nose as the smell of dust hit him. Stepping up to the counter, he peered at the shelves and seeing nothing, he rang the bell in front of him. The ding echoed in the shop and Ichigo jumped when he heard a whoosh and an old man appeared on a ladder more likely to be found in a library than a wand shop.

He examined Ichigo for a moment before stepping down and walking to the desk, peering at the young boy who fidgeted nervously. "I take it you're here to buy a wand?"

"Y-yes." Ichigo stammered, thoroughly unnerved by the man.

"Ah, let's see here." He moved away, rummaging around the shelves and Ichigo watched curiously as he came back with a thing box, opening it carefully to hand him the wand inside. "Ash and dragon heart string, twelve inches, give it a go."

Ichigo took the wand and gave it a dubious wave, raising an eyebrow when nothing happened, handing it back. "Mr Ollivander frowned and disappeared into his shelves, muttering something Ichigo didn't quite catch. After a few minutes he returned with another box and took the wand out.

"Hazel with unicorn hair, ten inches, slightly springy." Ichigo took it, but before he could do anything, it was snatched from his hand again. "No, not that one!" He disappeared again, returning after another few minutes. "Holly and phoenix feather core, twelve-and-a-half inches, quite sturdy. I think this will do you well Mr Kurosaki."

He didn't question how the man knew his name, Ichigo wasn't sure he wanted to know the answer when looking into those large, grey orbs. Taking the wand, his eyes widened in surprise at the sudden surge of warmth up his arm, making his fingertips tingle and grinned.

"There we go, third times the charm." Mr Ollivander took the wand, carefully wrapping it up again before handing it over to Ichigo. "That will be seven Galleons please."

Ichigo handed him the money and thanked him before exiting the shop, finding everyone was waiting outside for him. George, Ichigo knowing it was him from the jumper he wore sporting a large 'G' on it, rolled his eyes.

"About time princess, we all done now? I'm beat."

Mrs Weasley swatted at him. "Yes, everyone's gotten their things ready for Hogwarts now. Let's go home." Heading back towards the fireplace, they returned to the Burrow and Ichigo took his stuff up to his and Ron's bedroom, dumping the collection of parcels on the bed.

Ron followed him in and repeated the process on his own bed before groaning and stretching. "Finally, I hate shopping." He collapsed next to the parcels and yawned loudly. "So, what kind of wand did you get?"

Ichigo pulled it out and tossed it over to Ron to examine. "Holly with a phoenix feather, twelve-and-a-half-inches."

"Wow." Ron's eyes widened and he looked at the wand reverently. "Impressive, phoenix cores are really rare you know."

"Yeah, I know. They're also the most difficult to control." Ichigo took the wand back and smiled fondly at it before carefully packing it away again and putting it in his drawer for safe keeping. "We'll see what happens when I learn some magic."

Ron snorted and rolled over, several parcels falling onto the floor but he made no move to get them. "As long as you don't blow us up." He muttered quietly and Ichigo laughed, continuing to pack his things away, ready for in two months' time, when he would finally be on his way to Hogwarts.