Uzumaki Naruto and the Sorcerer's Stone
What if Naruto was Harry Potter and is destined to fight Voldemorochimaru? What awaits this young ninja/wizard?
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I do not own Naruto or Harry Potter.
I am no Kishimoto Masaahi or J.K Rowling
They BOTH own this. I'm just here to write it.
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Chapter 1
The Ninja Who Lived
Mr. and Mrs Dursley were just like any other ninja in Konoha except that they had this one secret. It was their deepest, darkest secret—
"Who's there?" Naruto asked from the cupboard. "I said, who's there?"
Stop interrupting me, will you? Ahem, as I continu—
"Who the hell is that narrating voice?! Are you Orochimaru?!"
Shut up, go back to sleep!
"Alright, fine."
As I was saying, Mr. and Mrs. Dursley had this deep, dark secret. And their greatest fear was that someone would discover it. They wouldn't know what to do if someone ever found out about the Uzumakis. Uzumaki Yondaime was Mrs. Dursley's brother and they haven't met for several years. In fact, Mrs. Dursley pretended that she didn't even have a brother because according to her, her brother was a freak. A freak among the ninjas of Konoha. And Mrs. Dursley hated him. And for the fact that he was weird, everyone seemed to like him better than she.
Her husband, Mr. Dursley was a big, beefy man—
"Hey, are you serious?!" Naruto butted in.
I said, Mr. Dursley was a—
"He's not just big and beefy! He's a fat ass! A big one! Didn't you even watch MY movie?! He's huge! Large, I tell you! You're describing him the wrong way!" Naruto said again.
Alright, so this Mr. Dursley was not only a large, beefy man but also a big fat ass. He's huge and had hardly any neck at all. He worked in Konoha as the owner of the Ichiraku Ramen. Mrs. Dursley on the other hand, was thin and blonde—
"And stupid, and always nagging at me, and always—"
Naruto! Just shut up! We won't get anywhere with this story if you keep on butting in!
So Mrs. Dursley was thin and blonde and used most of her free time tending her garden.
The Dursleys have a child whom they call Kisame and to their opinion, he was the best boy in the world.
That morning on his way to work, Mr. Dursley noticed something very unusual. There, on the Dursley's drive way was a black cat reading a map.
He thought that the lights were playing tricks on him so he looked again and to his relief, he saw no map.
While on the street on his way to his office, the traffic jam was building up very fast and every one seemed to be really annoying that day. On the street, Mr. Dursley saw several men and women who wore strange, unfashionable cloaks. He just grunted and thought, 'Maybe they're in some traveling circus or something.'
At work, people were looking out of the windows and pointing at birds that perched on top of traffic lights, windows and buildings.
There were bird watchers everywhere and the strangest thing that Mr. Dursley encountered that day was a whisper, a whisper about Uzumaki Naruto. Someone called him a 'muggle' and he didn't even know what the hell it meant!
Later that evening, Mr. Dursley talked to Mrs. Dursley about what happened to him today.
"Naruto…that's the name of your brother's son, isn't it?" he asked.
"A stupid name if you ask me! What kind of parent would name their son after fish cakes? That's stupid! I bet he was eating ramen when he made up that name."
"Yes, yes. It is a stupid name, I agree."
Then the two of them went to bed and before Mr. Dursley slept, he peeked at the window blinds first. He was confused and at the same time, frightened to see that the cat that he saw by his driveway that morning was still there. And it didn't even move—it was at that very same spot where he saw it that morning.
Then suddenly, an old man approached the black cat and all the street lamps turned off.
"Fancy seeing you here, Tsunade."
But of course, there was no cat there but a blonde woman who had her arms crossed together.
"How did you know that it was me, you pervert?"
"I've never seen a cat sit so still, Tsunade."
"And what's your role in this story? I'm prof McGonagall."
"I'm supposed to be Dumbledore, you know."
"Why are you here anyway?"
"I raise the same question to you. You should be celebrating for Lord Voldemorochimaru is dead!"
"Why is his name so long?"
"Alright, let's call him Vorochimaru."
"But even if You-Know-Who is dead, he has murdered the Uzumakis…only leaving Uzumaki Naruto behind. I wouldn't like to celebrate…not now. I pity them, Jiraiya. Especially their son."
"Aw, c'mon! why won't anyone call him by his name? Stop saying You-Know-Who. It's Voldemorochimaru!"
"Let's stop with this name thing already and stick with the script. Why are we here?"
"I'm having Kakashi play as Hagrid…he's supposed to bring Naruto here. We're going to leave the child in his Aunt's place…and he'll be treated as a normal person. If he lives in our world, he will be famous and he wouldn't have a normal childhood anymore."
"Alright, alright. Fine, where's that Kakashi anyway?"
"Oh, you know him, he's always late."
3 hours later.
"Is he here yet?"
"I think I heard something…"
"Is it him?"
"Oh, no. It was just a dog."
Another 3 hours later…
"Where the hell is that dude?! It's almost morning! We can't be seen here. "
"Oh, you know him, he's always late."
"Stop saying the same thing!"
A low, rumbling sound had broken the silence around them. It grew louder and louder…and LOUDER!
It was louder than a dozen Air force jet planes taking off—and suddenly, out of nowhere, a huge motorcycle fell down from the sky!
"Aliens!!!!" Jiraiya screamed as he readied his wand to attack.
"Moron." Tsunade muttered under her breath. "It's Kakashi."
"Oh, ok…" then he kept his wand again.
"Kakashi! At last!!!" Jiraiya said.
"Sorry I got late. I was lost in the road of life." Then Kakashi handed him Naruto who was sleeping.
"He has this mark on his stomach," Kakashi said. "It's what You-Know-Who left for him."
"Poor child…But anyway, let's give him away now. We already saw him, nothing much to do right now. We should leave him now before the sun wakes up. People might see us." Jiraiya said.
Then the three of them turned to Uzumaki Naruto and said, "Good luck, Naruto." And they were gone.
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Ok, so maybe I almost plagiarized the whole chapter from the book… but then again, it's a fanfic. Haha. Please review!!! :D But hey, it's my own version!