Title: Forever Your Fire
Author: Kaisuki Abbasynian
Category: Video Game
Series: Kingdom Hearts
Genres: Romance/Action/Adventure
Rating: M
Language: English
Crossover with Harry Potter.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything mentioned within this story. Thank you.
Pairings: AxelRoxas, SeverusHarry, RonHermione, DracoNamine
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King Mickey frowned at the man staring back at him in the frame of the mirror hanging on the wall of his study. Instead of seeing himself, in all his big-eared, mousey glory, he saw a much older male with long silver hair and beard and half-moon spectacles perched on his nose. "Gosh, I don't know, Albus. I'm sure they would be thrilled for the chance but I'm afraid it's just too dangerous. You don't know them like I do; they don't really play well with others if you know what I mean."
"I do understand, your majesty, but I'm afraid that these three have very little chance if we cannot get them to safety, and soon. Their powers are unfathomable and, if the wrong people get their hands on them first, they could be very dangerous. I understand that one of them is the Destined One of your universe? Then you can see my concern. Tom Riddle, also known as Lord Voldemort in my world, has heard rumors of these three and their abilities from Xeanhort himself. With the defeat of Xemnas, Voldemort will be even more pressed to obtain their powers for his own use. And I worry about the outcome if the three will not go peacefully."
"I'm more worried about what will happen if they do." Mickey's frown deepened as he flipped through a large book on his desk. "The loss of three Nobodies is not that important should they be destroyed. One of them," he added, "is already floating timelessly in the Purgatory of Endless Twilight. I would rather that he stayed there, if you know what I mean, Albus. Nobodies are really dangerous. You don't want them running around your school."
Dumbledore's usually untouchable smile slipped a notch at the prejudice being shown by his long-time peer, King Mickey. "Your Majesty, that is exactly why I want them in Hogwarts. If they're dangerous in school, imagine how much worse they could be out." He leaned closer to his end of the mirror, trying to sound imploring to the two-foot-tall squeaky toy. "King Mickey, I really want to see these three have a chance to expand their abilities. It is not fair to limit their future because of their past."
"Well," Mickey murmured, trying to think up a really convincing reason for why this shouldn't take place.
"Please. Just let me speak with the three of them. If I can talk to them one-on-three, I'm sure we can make an agreement that will be for everyone's benefit. Or are Roxas and Naminè still bound to their other halves?"
"They are, but… Ansem the Wise had a way of separating Nobodies from their others without compromising the true selves," he admitted, wishing that he had destroyed the odd machine when Leon had first revealed whispers of its existence. "But I'm not sure how safe it is. And getting Axel back from the Purgatory of Endless Twilight will be almost impossible without the most powerful wizards to help us. It is very difficult to bring anyone, even a Nobody, back from the dead, Albus."
"Which is why I have already taken the chance to talk to Master Yen Sid and ask if he would be able to help should the two of us reach an agreement. He has found the perfect rift in the Purgatory of Endless Twilight with which to pull Axel out without disturbing the rest of any of the other Nobodies, even the members of Organization XIII."
Realizing that he was stuck, King Mickey let his head fall, ears drooping. "Very well, Albus. But I would like to be present when you speak to them. I don't want them finding out just how powerful your magic is until I'm sure that they will not use it against me."
Frowning at the very Minister Fudge-like response, Dumbledore nodded. "I'll agree to that. If it is acceptable, I will be in your castle tomorrow evening to speak with Misters Clearwater and Axion, and Miss Lalane."
"Not here!" Mickey responded quickly, "The World That Never Was. Nobody Castle. It's much safer for a meeting with three Nobodies. I won't have them in Disney Castle."
"Very well, Your Majesty. Tomorrow then." Dumbledore nodded before cutting the link between their mirrors.
Mickey glared at his own reflection where it had taken the place of the other man. "This isn't good, Pluto," he told the dog resting in the corner of the room. "I wonder how we're going to handle this. We can't let those three get a magic more powerful than that of the Keyblade Bearer. But Sora is too trusting and would let them do whatever they wanted. I seem to be backed into a corner here, ole pal."
He sighed and realized that he only had one real option left to him. "Chip, Dale," he called over the connection device, "prepare my Gummi ship, please. I need to take a quick trip to The Radiant Garden."
"Going to visit Leon and Cloud?" Chip - or maybe Dale - asked in his rattling voice.
A slight smirk crossed the mouse's features. "Something like that."
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"Ooh! My ribs," Axel complained as he sat down in the high-backed Organization XIII chair that had been dragged into Xemnas's study for him to sit in during the meeting. The shirtless Nobody was bandaged around his arms, chest, and left leg from the damage he had taken in the final battle he'd fought at Sora's side, looking like he more belonged in Halloween Town than Nobody Castle.
Roxas frowned and leaned over, helping Axel adjust enough to get the pressure off of the two most broken parts of his skeletal system. Naminè, too, carefully helped Axel get situated into his seat, feeling immense pity for the ailing Nobody. "Are you going to be okay to go anywhere banged up like that?" Roxas inquired of his best friend, knowing that, if Axel had actually complained, the pain had to be almost maddening.
"Don't worry, kiddo," Axel replied, a bit of weary mirth in his voice as he ruffled the wild blonde spikes. "I'll be fine soon. I just can't go around pulling crazy stunts like I have in the past. None of that assassinating evil clone-making pedophiles or teenage prodigies with computer complexes."
Naminè laughed a bit tersely, remembering all that had taken place in Castle Oblivion. At the inquiring look on Roxas's face, she leaned over and took his hand in hers. "You're better off not knowing," she explained, knowing that Roxas would accept her words even if he didn't exactly like them.
Before the blonde male could comment on how much he disliked being left out of the past his two closest companions shared, he was interrupted by the appearance of King Mickey and an elder man they had never seen before. His wild clothes reminded them of Yen Sid or Merlin, however; they quickly surmised that he was the wizard 'Dumbledore'.
"Hello Roxas. Naminè. Axel. Do you mind if I call you by your first names, just for this meeting? Time is quite short right now."
The three shrugged. "We can't really claim to have last names anyway," Roxas added, "we just borrow them. …I think. Axel?"
"Don't ask me, kiddo. Elliot and I never quite saw eye-to-eye, if you know what I mean. I think he thought I was a little unbalanced." The red-head laughed at his own sake, knowing how bad that would sound but still finding it amusing when he remembered how Elliot had talked down his nose to him, only for his other to take his own life on a knife's edge two months after Xemnas had used Axel's own powers to seduce him into the Organization.
At least he had left Axel their body.
"Yes, well. Allow me to introduce myself. I am Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The three of you have been chosen to attend my school, barring your refusal of course, and I'm here to discuss this with you. I know the situation is a bit odd, with your situations, but I would still like to see you three get the type of magical education that wouldn't be as readily offered to you in any world but London on world Earth."
"What kind of magic are we talking about here?" Axel inquired, crossing his legs at the ankles.
"A very, very powerful kind. This magic is not elemental as is yours, Axel and Roxas, nor as limited as yours, Naminè. This magic is less convenient simply for its reliance upon a spoken spell and a magic wand. However, once mastered, this magic-."
"Is very similar to that of Sora," Mickey interrupted, not wanting the three to know just how great their new abilities would be. He sent Dumbledore a warning glance, asking as much as demanding that he move on.
Roxas sat forwards next. "Why are we only finding out about this now? From what His Majesty told Sora, we would usually be accepted at age eleven, not two sixteen-year-olds and a-."
"Above sixteen-year-old," Axel interjected.
"… right."
"Well," Dumbledore started, smiling at the intuition of the boy who was obviously the leader of the three-person posse, "that is normally the case. However, none of you had come into your magic by age eleven - Sora's did not arise until age fourteen, Kairi's age sixteen, and Elliot's never had the chance to - and it would have been suitably pointless to have you three studying magic that you couldn't use, yes?"
"True." Naminè tugged on Roxas's sleeve, getting his attention and pulling him closer to her.
"Ask what they're going to do about our getting us to Earth. I don't know whether Axel is strong enough to take all three of us through the darkness," she whispered.
"Sir?"
"Yes, Roxas?"
"Naminè wants to know if we're going to have to rely on Axel to get us to your world. It's not that we don't trust him," he added quickly, "but, as you can see, he's not in the best shape right now. It will probably take him a few days to get to where he can so much as walk on his own."
Reluctantly, Axel agreed with this assessment. While he was loathe to admit any weakness, he would rather not end up in The Radiant Garden with two powerful swordsmen, a ninja, and a sorceress ripping him to shreds. But, hey, that was just him.
"We have several ways to get you back and forth between your world and ours without relying upon the darkness. Teleportation Keys would be the easiest way for beginners, I believe. It will not be a problem."
"Where exactly are we going to be living while we're attending this school? I don't think we can move from here to Hogwarts every day."
"It's a residential school, Number IIX," Mickey told him. "You'll all three be confined to the castle there or one of the two cities that are under Dumbledore's control."
Dumbledore frowned at the wording of the king, as did Axel. "Not precisely. Hogwarts itself is quite the campus, the building almost the size of this world, and you will be allowed anywhere on the grounds, Hogsmede, or Diagon Alley, which are under the control of Cornelius Fudge, our minister. Perfectly acceptable stomping grounds, I assure you."
Roxas stared into the pale eyes of the old man, trying to read exactly what Dumbledore's intentions were. Was he on the side of King Mickey and simply trying to find a place with strong enough people to keep them locked up? If that were the case, why not just send him and Naminè to the Purgatory of Endless Twilight with Axel?
He could only see honest purpose behind the headmaster's eyes, communicating his disapproval of King Mickey's treatment of them, despite their pasts, and Roxas nodded slightly.
"Can we have a moment?" he asked, referring to himself and his friends.
"Of course."
All three stood up, Axel wrapping his arm around Roxas's neck, and walked over to the corner. "Well?" Roxas demanded. "What do you guys think?"
"I think that this is a load of bullshit, myself. Man, if Xemnas were alive to see this, he's have a coronary! We have our own bodies now! We aren't tied to the Organization or our other halves. Let's not voluntarily submit ourselves to the rules of an ally of His Majesty."
"I don't think that this kind man is an ally of the King's, more like an unwilling equal. He seems to think more highly of us than the King, anyway. He doesn't talk down to us. And did you notice that the King would interrupt him every time he almost said something that he didn't like?"
They looked to their leader for the deciding vote, knowing that, even if they had voted the same and Roxas different, they would do as he decided. "I'm… with Naminè on this one" - Axel let out a long sigh - "because I don't think that we have anything to loose by at least giving it a shot. Earth has managed to stay out of the War for Kingdom Hearts so far and I think we would be a lot safer there than around here where Nobodies are subject to a 'kill now, ask questions never' thought process."
"Or, we go to a place where no one has learned to fear the power of Organization XIII and are killed within the first week," Axel argued, "and I am not going back to the Purgatory of Endless Twilight. Ne-ver! Got it memorized?"
"As long as we play it safe, you won't have to. No assassinations, no heroics, no memory-rearranging. Besides, Axel, you're overlooking one thing here. Maleficent! She isn't going to be too happy to hear that we're back, and the Heartless will come after us unless we're in a world that they don't know of. Like Earth."
Axel seemed to consider this. Finally, he sighed. "Fine. On the condition," he added louder, "that we can take our weapons with us to protect ourselves. I'm not ending up a shish-kabob just because you're paranoid, old man."
Dumbledore smiled at the brashness. He rather liked all three of these characters and how well they fit together. It was almost comical. It reminded him of the Golden Trio; Harry, Ron, and Hermione. He wondered briefly if the six would become friends. "It's a deal. If you three will come over here, we can take you right to Diagon Alley to get the things you will need for school this year!"
The trio stepped up and each grabbed hold of the plastic bag that Dumbledore pulled out of his robes at his urging. "On the count of three, now. One. Two."
"Bye, Your Majesty," Roxas commented, quickly, looking at the tense expression on the mouse's face, realizing for the first time just how unhappy this whole situation was making him.
King Mickey didn't reply.
"Three." Suddenly, something sharp like a hook caught Roxas on the back of his nose and jerked him forward, into a noisy whirlwind of sound and blending colors. He tried to screw his eyes shut, only to realize that momentum had pinned the lids upwards.
"I really don't like this, I really don't like this!" Axel bitched, Naminè crying out with little whimpers to show her mutual displeasure.
"It's almost over," Dumbledore informed them, "when we get to where we're headed, I'll summon someone to help you three get your school things together. The munny you three have from Xemnas's treasury has been exchanged into our money, Galleons, Sickles, and Knuts, and everything you need can be found in one shopping strip. You'll be staying at the Leaky Cauldron until school starts and take the Hogwarts Express with your classmates."
"Yes sir." Suddenly the whirlwind froze and Roxas felt himself fall with a muffled 'thud' onto the ground, the same occurring for his two friends, Axel protesting the loudest at his jostling.
"Sorry about that," Dumbledore apologized, "but the landing is never easy. Now, why don't the three of you check in to your rooms and I'll send someone to help you within the hour?"
That was the first time Roxas noticed that they were in an inn, where no one seemed to question the sudden appearance of four people into the middle of a crowded room. "Oh, yes!" Dumbledore stated quickly, "I almost forgot something. Epoch Revertium."
He pointed a wooden stick at Axel who burst into a puff of purple smoke before appearing as he probably had years before, at age sixteen. "That ought to do it!"
"Waa?" The red-head blinked quickly, trying to find a mirror to see exactly what the man had done to him. Naminè pulled one out of her silvery purse and handed it to him, Axel staring blankly at his own reflection.
Roxas couldn't help but stare. Axel had been a near-permanent fixture in his mind since the two had met and 're-met', and it was interesting to see a younger version of his best friend. The wild red spikes had remained the same, if not a bit more droopy around his ears, and the tear-shaped tattoos under his eyes showed up against the almost sickly pale skin, bandages almost falling off of Axel's lanky teenage form - obviously sixteen for him was still pre-growth-spurt.
"Ah. Swathe Reductio." The bandages refit themselves to Axel's bare chest. "Perfect! Now, play nice, you three. Don't let anyone pick on you, etcetera. I'll see you three at school." A loud crack emitted as the aging wizard teleported away, a vague smile on his lips.
Roxas just stared at the spot where he had been. "That will take some getting used to," he admitted to his friends, who nodded their agreement. "So… check in?"
"Yeah. Hopefully Dumbledore already paid for our room, though. I have, what, 150 munny?"
Naminè shrugged and Roxas rolled his eyes. "Somehow, I don't think that's enough."
"Ya think?" Roxas walked up to Axel, who was still hurt despite the change of appearance, and let the red-head lay his weight against his frame, noticing how much less awkward their movements were when Axel was shorter. The three walked up to the man who stood behind the counter polishing a filthy, dirt-covered glass.
"Excuse me, sir?"
He turned and a small, toothy grin broke out. "What can I do for you, pretty miss?"
Axel and Roxas both turned a warning glare on him as Naminè blushed. "Is this where we can find out where we're staying? We were told to check in."
"Yep, yer at the right place. Name's Tom. Anything ya need, just ask me. You three'd be Clearwater, Axion, and Lalane, wouldn't ya? Rooms 102 and 104. Adjoining but lockable. Dumbledore thought you'd like that better."
"Ew," Axel teased, "I have to share a room with you?"
Roxas growled playfully and pinched Axel's fat-free side. "You'll room with me or you'll sleep outside, you spoiled little bastard."
"Icky options!"
Naminè laughed quietly at her companions and took the three proffered keys. "Thank you, Mr. Tom."
"You're quite welcome, pretty lady."
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Yes, this story starts out with an AxelRoxas friendship, but it won't stay that way for long. Just wait until Roxas has to re-bandage Axel's bare chest, then you'll see what I mean wink wink. And, yeah, Mickey's the bad guy. Cause Kingdom Hearts would have been so much sexier without the talking animals….