HP/ Digimon crossover 1
A/N You can flame me as much as you want, but CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM is much more useful.
This is my first fic under this screename, so...Thanks!
~Savita
Harry was spending yet another exasperating summer with the Dursleys. This summer, however, the entire family, even Harry, was trooping off to the country, where Uncle Vernon's family (his sisters and mother) were holding a reunion. Harry had never met his uncle's other sister, but was positive she would be as awful as Aunt Marge.
Vernon Dursley was really dreading his family reunion. He had been waiting for his mother to die for the past eleven years so that he could inherit her fortune.
Vernon had always hated his mother. She fussed over her children and grandchildren as a child fussed over a favorite toy. He had also hated his younger sister, Didi, because she was such a ditz. Didi was now married and had one child, a girl. She had always been such a goody two shoes.
Mother had insisted that both Harry and Dudley bring a friend. Dudley, of course, brought Piers Polkiss and Harry tried inviting Ron Weasley but found his friend was busy. Therefore, Hermione Granger was to come along. Of course, Didi's kids would have friends too.
Vernon sighed. "Everyone buckled in?" he inquired, though he said it hesitantly. His eyes met the brown eyes of Harry's bushy haired friend as he revved up the engine. The kids in the back looked squashed in, as Dudley took up so much room.
The trip lasted about four hours; Dudley whining and complaining the whole way. To everyone in the car, the drive seemed as if it lasted ten hours.
"Are we there yet?" Dudley asked.
"No." Uncle Vernon said exasperatedly.
"Are we there yet?"
"No."
"Are we there yet?"
"No."
"Where are we going anyway?" (I got this from the Simpsons, if you didn't know) Harry and Hermione snickered. Harry grinned. If he had to undergo this torture, it was much better to go through it with one of his best friends at his side.
A nice old lady with white hair pulled into a tight bun was smiling in front of a large Victorian-style house. She waved as Uncle Vernon pulled into the driveway.
"You must be Harry." said the old woman pleasantly as Harry got out of the car. "I'm your grandmother. Call me Nanna." Harry caught himself thinking that perhaps this wouldn't be so bad after all.
"And who would you be?" Nanna asked Hermione.
"I'm Hermione Granger, Harry's friend." said Hermione politely.
"Pleased to meet you." Nanna replied. "Dudley, glad to see you!" said Nanna, smiling at her grandson. Dudley grunted in answer.
"Piers Polkiss." said Piers as he climbed out of the car. Then he ran off towards the house.
"How rude." Nanna muttered under her breath. Harry heard her and grinned.
"Well, come on in, dears." she said."I'm sure you're eager to meet your cousins." Harry groaned inwardly. He was convinced that his cousins would be as bratty as Dudley-or worse.
"Marge here yet?" asked Uncle Vernon hopefully.
"Nope." said Nanna as she moved towards the house, Harry, Hermione and Dudley following her. They entered the house and Harry was too busy gaping at the ceiling to notice the man who stepped forward.
"Hello." said the man. He was tall with glasses. "I'm your uncle Bob." He shook Harry's hand vigorously. "You're Harry, right? And that's Dudley?" He seemed excited.
"Yeah." said Harry half-heartedly.
"Hi!" said a somewhat shrill voice and a woman rushed over. "I'm Aunt Didi. I'm so glad to see you I could die. Mimi!" she called. A pink haired girl with brown eyes came running in.
"Yeah, Mom?" she said breathlessly.
"I want you to meet your cousins, Dudley-" she pointed at Dudley-"and Harry." she pointed at Harry.
"Hi." said Mimi. "I'm glad to meet you." she said in a voice echoing her mother's.
"Glad to meet you too." said Harry, thinking that this was not at all what he expected.
Hermione clearly thought that Mimi was a SLUT-which we all know I do not agree with-and sent her dirty looks every minute.
"Um," said Mimi, catching Hermione's eye. "I'll get my friend and introduce her to you." Mimi left the room and returned with a brunette in jeans and a T-shirt. The girl stared at Hermione.
"Hermione?"
"Sora?"
A/N More digimon next part! Should it be romance? Tell me whatcha think!!
Let it be known that I am a Harry/Hermione fan but know perfectly well that Harry and Hermione will never, EVER fall in love. Sorry, everyone. (*blink* *cough* *cough* I wrote this? *blink*)
NO MIMATO!!!!!!! Mimato fans, wake up and smell the coffee, hon. Ain't never gonna happen, and they're not even a loveable pair, like Harry and Hermione. (Wait, I take that back! I wrote that a long time ago when I was an idiot. . .RON/HERMIONE ALL THE WAY!! OH YEAH!!)
Whadya think?
Be a responsible reader and write a review!! ^_^
Love, your favorite author,
Savi-chan
aka Louisa
Bye!
A/N You can flame me as much as you want, but CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM is much more useful.
This is my first fic under this screename, so...Thanks!
~Savita
Harry was spending yet another exasperating summer with the Dursleys. This summer, however, the entire family, even Harry, was trooping off to the country, where Uncle Vernon's family (his sisters and mother) were holding a reunion. Harry had never met his uncle's other sister, but was positive she would be as awful as Aunt Marge.
Vernon Dursley was really dreading his family reunion. He had been waiting for his mother to die for the past eleven years so that he could inherit her fortune.
Vernon had always hated his mother. She fussed over her children and grandchildren as a child fussed over a favorite toy. He had also hated his younger sister, Didi, because she was such a ditz. Didi was now married and had one child, a girl. She had always been such a goody two shoes.
Mother had insisted that both Harry and Dudley bring a friend. Dudley, of course, brought Piers Polkiss and Harry tried inviting Ron Weasley but found his friend was busy. Therefore, Hermione Granger was to come along. Of course, Didi's kids would have friends too.
Vernon sighed. "Everyone buckled in?" he inquired, though he said it hesitantly. His eyes met the brown eyes of Harry's bushy haired friend as he revved up the engine. The kids in the back looked squashed in, as Dudley took up so much room.
The trip lasted about four hours; Dudley whining and complaining the whole way. To everyone in the car, the drive seemed as if it lasted ten hours.
"Are we there yet?" Dudley asked.
"No." Uncle Vernon said exasperatedly.
"Are we there yet?"
"No."
"Are we there yet?"
"No."
"Where are we going anyway?" (I got this from the Simpsons, if you didn't know) Harry and Hermione snickered. Harry grinned. If he had to undergo this torture, it was much better to go through it with one of his best friends at his side.
A nice old lady with white hair pulled into a tight bun was smiling in front of a large Victorian-style house. She waved as Uncle Vernon pulled into the driveway.
"You must be Harry." said the old woman pleasantly as Harry got out of the car. "I'm your grandmother. Call me Nanna." Harry caught himself thinking that perhaps this wouldn't be so bad after all.
"And who would you be?" Nanna asked Hermione.
"I'm Hermione Granger, Harry's friend." said Hermione politely.
"Pleased to meet you." Nanna replied. "Dudley, glad to see you!" said Nanna, smiling at her grandson. Dudley grunted in answer.
"Piers Polkiss." said Piers as he climbed out of the car. Then he ran off towards the house.
"How rude." Nanna muttered under her breath. Harry heard her and grinned.
"Well, come on in, dears." she said."I'm sure you're eager to meet your cousins." Harry groaned inwardly. He was convinced that his cousins would be as bratty as Dudley-or worse.
"Marge here yet?" asked Uncle Vernon hopefully.
"Nope." said Nanna as she moved towards the house, Harry, Hermione and Dudley following her. They entered the house and Harry was too busy gaping at the ceiling to notice the man who stepped forward.
"Hello." said the man. He was tall with glasses. "I'm your uncle Bob." He shook Harry's hand vigorously. "You're Harry, right? And that's Dudley?" He seemed excited.
"Yeah." said Harry half-heartedly.
"Hi!" said a somewhat shrill voice and a woman rushed over. "I'm Aunt Didi. I'm so glad to see you I could die. Mimi!" she called. A pink haired girl with brown eyes came running in.
"Yeah, Mom?" she said breathlessly.
"I want you to meet your cousins, Dudley-" she pointed at Dudley-"and Harry." she pointed at Harry.
"Hi." said Mimi. "I'm glad to meet you." she said in a voice echoing her mother's.
"Glad to meet you too." said Harry, thinking that this was not at all what he expected.
Hermione clearly thought that Mimi was a SLUT-which we all know I do not agree with-and sent her dirty looks every minute.
"Um," said Mimi, catching Hermione's eye. "I'll get my friend and introduce her to you." Mimi left the room and returned with a brunette in jeans and a T-shirt. The girl stared at Hermione.
"Hermione?"
"Sora?"
A/N More digimon next part! Should it be romance? Tell me whatcha think!!
Let it be known that I am a Harry/Hermione fan but know perfectly well that Harry and Hermione will never, EVER fall in love. Sorry, everyone. (*blink* *cough* *cough* I wrote this? *blink*)
NO MIMATO!!!!!!! Mimato fans, wake up and smell the coffee, hon. Ain't never gonna happen, and they're not even a loveable pair, like Harry and Hermione. (Wait, I take that back! I wrote that a long time ago when I was an idiot. . .RON/HERMIONE ALL THE WAY!! OH YEAH!!)
Whadya think?
Be a responsible reader and write a review!! ^_^
Love, your favorite author,
Savi-chan
aka Louisa
Bye!