AN: Okay. I know I never update stories I just write new stories but this idea has been floating around in my head for a few days now. First I will have to give you some background info. FF8 happened when everyone in the FF gang was 14 (15 for the older people but for the sake of convenience when Squall was 14. The people who were 14 are Squall, Rinoa, Zell, Selphie, and Irvine. The people who were 15 are Quistis, and Seifer). The sixth book has not happened yet for Harry Potter because I need Dumbledore for the reasons most people do. He is the all-knowing one. Okay if people are still confused tell me in your review.
Selphie, Squall, Rinoa, Zell, Irvine, Quistis, and Seifer were hurled through time. They had brought down Ultimacia and were now hurling back to what they hoped was their own time. At least everyone but Seifer had defeated the witch…
Squall opened his eyes and gazed around him. He was laying flat on his back next to a huge lake, his 'friends' were laying next to him and he noted angrily so was Seifer. He reached for his gunblade as he sat up. When he was sitting up, prepared to draw his gunblade if need be he noticed a small party of people heading towards him. One of them was an old man, older than anyone Squall had ever seen. The others looked about his age, two of them were male and the other was female. Their voices floated over to Squall.
"See, Professor? There they are." The female said.
"Yes, Miss Granger. Are you sure they appeared out of nowhere?"
"Yes sir. Ron, Hermione, and I were sitting out there by the lake when a vortex appeared and they were thrown out." One of the males said.
"Interesting…" The old one muttered.
Seifer opened his eyes and was about to groan when Squall put his black-gloved hand on his mouth. Seifer glared at Squall and then looked at their surroundings, his green eyes widening.
"Professor," The girl 'Hermione' said. "I think they are awakening!" She pointed at them.
Squall and Seifer quickly jumped up and drew their gunblades, taking identical stances in front of the unconscious people. The approaching people seemed shocked by the hostility of the teenaged boys.
"I wonder what kind of weapon that is." Ron said.
Hermione looked completely bewildered. "I have no idea." She said making everyone stare at her in amazement.
"What do you want?" Seifer growled out.
The old man looked at them with twinkling blue eyes. "I am Professor Albus Dumbledore of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."
Both Seifer and Squall cursed. "Damn. They have a school for the bitches." Zell woke up at that moment.
"I thought you liked being their lapdog." Seifer lashed out at Zell with his gunblade but Zell merely dodged out of the way nimbly.
Seifer grinned. "The damn chicken has gotten faster I see."
Zell brandished his fists. "What did you call me, you bastard?"
"Calm down, Zell." Squall spoke quietly for the first time.
"Tch." Zell snarled but calmed down.
Irvine groaned and said groggily "What's the Sorceress's lap dog doing here?" He looked around. "Where are we for that matter?"
Dumbledore spoke again. "Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."
The girls woke up and Selphie bounced to her feet. "Magic? Cool. We know magic too!" Squall shook his head in exasperation.
"I'm Rinoa Heartilly." Rinoa said holding out her hand. Ron took it. "Ron Weasley."
Quistis spoke next. "I am Quistis Trepe. I presume you are the Headmaster of this school?" She asked the Headmaster.
"You presumed correctly Miss Trepe."
"Hogwarts…." She said thoughtfully. "Never heard of it. Is it a school in Dealing City or Balamb? I thought I knew all of the schools in the world."
"What is this Dealing City you speak of?" Dumbledore asked curiously.
"Deling City, the capital of Galbadia." She looked at him like he was an idiot. Everyone was looking at him curiously now, even Selphie who had stopped bouncing.
"I do not know of this Galbadia you speak of." The ancient wizard said.
"We are still on Gaia, right?" Quistis asked him.
"Gaia?" Ron asked. "Never heard of it."
"What the hell did time compression do?" Seifer asked angrily. At the sound of his voice Rinoa, Selphie, and Quistis drew their weapons.
Quistis snapped her whip threateningly an inch from his face. "What are you doing here, Seifer?" She spat out the name as if it were an extremely bad taste.
"Good question." He rolled his eyes and said sarcastically. "I mean I have always wanted to be stuck somewhere with Puberty Boy and his squad of Chicken Wusses, Instructors, Cowboys, Ex-girlfriends, and hyper people."
"S'kay Quisty. We're not to thrilled either." Irvine said sliding over to where Quistis was. She sighed and put away her whip and everyone else following her example put his or her weapons away. Irvine casually put an arm around her waist and was about to go a little bit closer when Selphie shrieked and attacked him in a ball of yellow.
"I apologize Sephie!" Irvine said begging for mercy. "There is no one as beautiful as you!" Everyone turned away from the fighting couple and back to Dumbledore, Harry, Ron, and Hermione.
"Sorry about that." Said Rinoa laughing softly. "As you know I am Rinoa Heartilly and that is Quistis Trepe." She gestured to Quistis. "This is Zell Dincht." A wave. "The one that is attacking Irvine Kinneas is Selphie Tilmitt." The couple tackled each other again. "That is Seifer Almasy." She snarled slightly, she had never forgiven him for giving her to Adel. "And that," She gestured to Squall. "Is Squall Leonhart, our commander." Squall nodded.
"I am Professor Dumbledore, and these students are Ron Weasley, Harry Potter," Harry was amazed when none of them gaped at his scar. "And Hermione Granger." He looked at them again over his half-moon spectacles. "You say you got here because of Time Compression? What an interesting concept. How about we enroll you at Hogwarts for the time being until we find a way to send you back. I assume you are school age?"
"We are 14 and 15." Quistis said.
"Good. Follow me. Best to get you sorted."
They all started to follow Dumbledore and then Squall stumbled. "What's wrong, Squall?" Asked Rinoa.
"Nothing. Curaga!" He said letting the healing magic wash over him. The cut which none of them had noticed before healed over. The people from Hogwarts watched in amazement.
"How did you do that? That was wicked!" Ron said.
Squall merely raised an eyebrow and said. "…"
Quistis translated for him. "He means that you can't do that. Where we are from, with the right training you can perform magic."
"Here it requires a magical conduit. We prefer to use wands." Dumbledore said.
They continued their way into the castle and soon were in the Entrance Hall. "I'll have a house elf get the sorting at as I don't think all of us will fit in my office." He then turned and went into the Great Hall, everybody else following him. When they were all in there was a three-legged stool with a hat perched on top. Dumbledore cleared his throat. "I will place this hat on your head and it will sort you into your house. Your house will be like your home…" Everyone tuned out the speech until, "Who is first?"
Selphie shoved Seifer forward. "Him."
Dumbledore sat the hat on his head and after a few moments the hat shouted "Gryffindor!" Harry, Ron, and Hermione applauded.
"That's our house." Ron said.
"Next?" Dumbledore called out.
Zell walked forward and had the hat placed on his head. After a few moments it shouted "Gryffindor!" The Trio applauded again.
Rinoa walked forward and the process was repeated for her except she was placed in Hufflepuff.
Irvine then walked forward and was placed in Gryffindor as well.
Then Squall walked forward and the hat was placed on his head. It was still for a few minutes and then shouted-
AN: Okay. Ending it there. Time to spell check and post. Short, I know. But it is 5 pages written after school. What do you expect? Okay you expect excellent work I know but… Oh, something I forgot up there. This is and AU fifth year for the Harry Potter people.