AN: This idea came to me while I was watching the movie Casper this Halloween. I honestly don't know if I'm going to finish it, but I do promise to try. Also, this is sort of, almost, but not really a crossover with Harry Potter. The only thing from Harry Potter is the magic system and spells.
Disclaimer - I do not own Casper in any form, nor do I own Harry Potter, though I wish I did.
Warning - I don't expect there to be any reason for this warning, but just incase. I do tend to swear, even in my writing, without realising it.
"Well, here we are ladies!" Shouted a crazy-haired woman on a broom. A group of broom mounted women, all dressed in dark colors, were stopped over the town of Friendship. They had been traveling for days to reach this place, the place where magic was drawn to. There was so much magic that they and their descendants would be able to stay here for many centuries. Among them was a young witch, only thirteen years old, the age where magical capabilities would make themselves known and her level of magic would settle. Her black hair blew with the wind and her dark eyes flickered red in the presence of condensed magic, her pale skin glowed in the soft pre-dawn.
"Big sister Kalisa… I don't feel good." A small blonde haired girl whimpered as she clutched her head from beside the girl, Kalisa.
"Don't worry, it'll go away soon, it's the magic, and if it doesn't then you should tell your mother." Kalisa said roughly, but not unkindly. So much magic all of a sudden was bound to make the young ones ill.
'Just as long as no one throws up on me. Besides, it's good to be around this much magic when you're young, it forces your magical levels to rise.'
"Look at all the magic!" One voice cackled madly. There was indeed much magic, a light blue haze seeped into the air around the town, Kalisa noticed.
"What are we waiting for!? Let us go!" And with that, they descended onto the unsuspecting town.
~Witch Magic~
Something was off, a young ghost noticed. The air felt wrong, different, but he couldn't tell what exactly it was. So he let it go, he had more important things to do, like making his uncles' breakfast. He was making the usual things that they demanded, mostly deserts and the like, things with sugar. He was getting tired of the way they kept treating him, of course eventually those feelings would bury themselves again like they always did, but still… He would be grumpy for a while.
"Hey Casper~" The annoying voice of the Ghostly Trio reached him. This wasn't going to be his day...
~Witch Magic~
"Wahilda! Where's my cauldron?" A middle aged woman with a scar on her lip asked.
"Wahiruda-sama, ware isu Tabita-san? Do yu no?" An ancient looking asian woman questioned raspily.
"Wajilda I need jou to jook ovar dese." A dark skinned woman with dreadlocks said.
"ENOUGH! Has anyone seen Kalisa? Has anyone seen my daughter!? No? Then get out of my way. Handle your own problems, you're big girls." A frazzled looking woman with wild black hair and dark shadows under her eyes snapped and hurried away.
'I know I told her not to go wandering yet, this amount of magic is bound to be drawing in more than just witches, and other covens are bad enough alone.' It would be just Wahilda's luck that Kalisa gets ectoplasm poisoning from messing around with the wrong ghost.
~Witch Magic~
It was this house, Kalisa was sure. The house that reeked of death and ectoplasm.
'As long as the ghost or ghosts that reside here are benevolent then I'll leave them be. If not then I'll exorcise them, as is my duty as a Light Witch.' As Kalisa entered the premises she cast a disillusionment charm on herself and readied her wand to cast Scurge. Picking her way through the front lawn, she eventually stood before the front door, it was locked.
"No matter," She whispered to herself, "Alohomora." She pointed her wand to the door and with a small flash the door clicked open. Stepping in, if there were any doubts of the house being abandoned there were none now. A thick layer of dust coated everything and the house smelled of mold, death, and dust. On the magical end, the house was built on a magical drawing point, which would explain why ghosts would be more than comfortable residing in the place. Kalisa stepped further into the house, the door silently clicking shut again, her feet making a small tapping sound as she advanced. She paused and listened, but after a few minutes of nothing decided that now was a good a time as ever to try out a spell of her own invention.
Kalisa closed her eyes and stated clearly and as loudly as she dared, "Vagantem Oculus." Suddenly her vision came back, though her eyes were still closed. She could also see through the walls and everything was in a shade of red or blue, depending on how close it was. Kalisa opened her eyes and everything went back to normal.
'How odd.' She closed her eyes again only to be greeted by darkness. Her brows creased.
"Vagantem Oculus." She said again and her altered vision returned.
'It seems that my spell only works when my eyes are closed. Hmm, well, I should test its actual use.' Slowly turning in a circle, Kalisa watched for movement. She abruptly stopped when she saw movement in blue, which indicated that it was in a near part of the house. The room appeared to be a kitchen and the movement, a small ghost, the ghost of a child.
"What…" Kalisa began, but never finished.
"Kalisa Cailín Blair!" A painfully familiar voice hissed as the familiar grip of Kalisa's mother's hand gripped her left bicep. Kalisa's eyes snapped open and she winced, though not from the pain in her arm. She was busted and she knew it.
"Mum. How did you find me?" Kalisa questioned softly, so as to not be heard but also as to not anger her mother any further.
Her mother hissed again, much like her cat familiar did and spat, "Point. Me. But, that does not matter. What does matter is the fact that I told you not to wander but you have done it anyway! We will have this conversation once we return to the coven, it is unsafe here, can you not feel that?! Foolish child." And with that they disappeared with the quiet pop of Side-along Apparition. What they didn't know, was that their entire conversation and disappearance was witnessed by a certain ghost-child.
~Witch Magic~
After dealing with his uncles' outrageous demands, Casper set about cleaning up their mess. Once again.
'Isn't it the adults responsibility to care for the child? I mean, yeah I'm a ghost, I'm dead but that shouldn't matter, should it? If not them they should still at least be responsible for feeding and cleaning up after themselves.' Casper sighed. The joys of being dead. On the bright side, it turns out that he wasn't the only one feeling the disturbance. His uncles were very loud about the oddity as well, though in cruder wording. He was just about finished with his task when he felt it. A strong presence had entered the house and was pulsing angrily. It was the same weird feeling he'd had since early that morning only stronger and it unsettled him. He was used to the kids from town coming in, though they usually left screaming and crying, much to his disappointment, but the feeling he was getting from this person, whoever they were, was violent. As much sense as that made. He made the decision to check it out, though he made sure to hide himself. From behind a wall he watched as a messy, wild even, black haired woman in a long black dress/robe thing marched over to the center of the entrance room and reached out, for what Casper didn't know. Until a beautiful girl seemingly appeared out of thin air.
"Kalisa Cailín Blair!" The woman hissed dangerously. The girl, Kalisa, was clearly the woman's daughter, they resemblance was uncanny, really. Kalisa winced and Casper winced with her. She was in serious trouble.
"Mum. How did you find me?" She asked quietly, shakily.
Her mother hissed again, much like a cat and said, "Point. Me. But, that does not matter. What does matter is the fact that I told you not to wander but you have done it anyway! We will have this conversation once we return to the coven, it is unsafe here, can you not feel that?! Foolish child." A pop sounded and they were gone. Many thoughts went through Casper's head in the following minutes.
'Wow, she was cute... How did she just appear like that? Almost like magic. And where did she and her mom go? They just disappeared.' One was for sure, though, Casper wanted to see Kalisa again.
AN: So that was the first chapter. I obviously don't plan on this following the movie, or any of the movies really. Only the setting and some of the characters. There will be a ton of OC's from Kalisa's witch coven popping up, just so you know. The plot will be mine and mine alone. PLEASE, PLEASE REVIEW AND/OR FOLLOW OR FAVORITE. IF YOU DON'T REVIEW OR FOLLOW OR FAVORITE I'LL THINK NO ONE LIKES IT AND I'LL STOP WRITING. SO PLEASE, LOVE ME!
Lunie