Hey yeah, I know it's a crossover. But how cool would it beif D was a wizard! I haven't got the very last volume of Pet Shop of Horrors, so everything has happened up 'til the end of book nine. So no real big spoilers!

Don't own anything Harry Potter or PSOH.

D is really cute. So is Tetsu

Leon is a Moron...not really

The darkness fell on the pet shop in Chinatown. Count D made sure that all the animals were resting in their appropriate places and were well fed. Young Christopher was rubbing his eyes and resting on the sedan, stroking Pon-Chan's curls.

"Busy day today, wasn't it Chris?" the count asked, closing the shop doors.

"I'll say; looking for a pet for that depressed child was quite difficult." Chris replied, smiling.

"I think the nightingale would suit her fine." D smiled. He placed the teapot over the coal stove and placed fresh fruits on the table. He heard familiar stomping down the stairs and Leon Orcot burst through the double doors.

"You look bereft, Leon," D commented on the sour-faced officer. It was true, Leon was fit to explode with tears or frustration or anger, "Tough day?"

"You have no idea." He grunted, falling on the comfy couch. It didn't help that he landed on the totetsu. After a brief argument with both T-chan and D, he sat down and sighed.

"Do you know of the SOB serial-killer lurking around down-town LA who calls himself a Death-Eater?"

"Yes, you've informed me on the not-so-delightful details." D said rushing to the whistling teapot.

"Well, we had the bugger cornered in an apartment, and he was popping off shots like nothing else. We call SWAT and break into the joint; the mo-fo had disappeared into thin air. There was no possible way for him to escape, and everyone is baffled how he did it…half the force has been affected in some way…Jill keeps complaining of her ears ringing and my right hand has been shaking like this since then. I can't stop it!" Leon raises his hand, and sure enough, his hand was nearly a blur it was shaking so fast.

"That's so weird, how did that happen?" Chris leaned forward. D frowned.

"I suspect that you jarred a nerve…how you did it, I don't know. But, I have a remedy to it."

"It better not be acupuncture; I don't wanna look like a porcupine or feel like a pincushion." Leon warned. D laughed and extracted a long stick of wood.

"What is that?" Chris asked.

"A big acupuncture needle." D smiled. Leon looked alarmed, "Don't worry dear Leon, I'm just going to press it in a few places." He tapped it twice on Leon's forearm and the shaking stopped.

"How'd you do that?" Leon asked.

"I learnt it." D shrugged innocently, pouring some tea for both his friends. Leon decided not to pursue it further. Chris yawned and sank back into the sofa.

"I think it's time for bed, Chris-chan." D said.

"No no. Not yet." He yawned again.

"I must insist," D said and took Christopher's hand. As they began to walk away a large popping noise exploded in front of them and a large grey owl hurtled onto the low table, spilling over tea and fruit. Leon let out a stream oaths and obscenities, while Chris hid behind D's cheongsam.

What Chris saw was a tall young woman with huge amber eyes and grizzly grey hair, her wings flapping urgently around her.

"Shan Fei!" D said alarmed.

"I have a message of great and terrible news. You must read it; it concerns one of those that is close to you." She said, handing D a roll of parchment. He took it warily, and Shan Fei flew down the hall as quickly as she came.

"What the fuck was that!" Leon screeched.

"A messenger." D replied smoothly

"A bit odd having an owl for a mail pigeon!" Leon gasped, "What does it say?" Leon had been in the pet shop long enough to know that weird things happen inside it, and knew that the Count could handle it well enough.

D opened the scroll and suddenly gasped in shock.

"D! What's wrong?" Leon asked nervously, he hardly ever sees the Count distressed or in pain or even sad, and Leon was seeing all those things right before his eyes. D was trying furiously to blink back tears.

"One of my closest friends has died tonight…oh no, he was murdered by one of his closest confidences." D pursed his lips.

"Murdered! I hope they catch the man who did it." Leon's face contorted miserably.

"I'm sorry, who was he?" Chris asked, placing his small hand on D's.

"His name was Albus Dumbledore; he was a very powerful and influential man, who has helped not only me, but my entire family." D sighed.

"What did he do?" Leon asked, concerned.

"He was a headmaster of a good school."

"Did he teach you?"

"Oh no. I was taught in China: the Xi'an Wu Xuexiao." D smiled grimly.

"Who sent the letter to you? Are you invited to the funeral?" Leon asked.

"So many questions detective. I'm afraid we'll miss the funeral, it's held the day after tomorrow. Also, my friend Rebus Hagrid sent me this…he's also an animal enthusiast, and teaches it at school." D said.

"Ah, so he's also into dragons, mermaids and shit like that." Leon laughed.

"Yes, more than you know. We've both hatched a dragon." D said slyly. Leon got goosebumps.

"Are you going to pay your respects?" Leon asked.

"Yes…but it's in Scotland…"

"Hey, wait a minute," Leon frowned, "You said that he died tonight, yet that owl could not have flown from Scotland in that amount of time. What's going on D?" Leon asked.

"I'm glad you noticed detective. There is something that I've wanted to tell you for a while, but I doubt that you would believe me." D sighed.

"Tell me D, what is it? Narcotics? Slave Trading? Dealing in illegal animals? Should I get a tape?" Leon rubbed his hands gleefully. Chris looked alarmed.

"Sit down, detective." D said, and withdrew the wooden rod from earlier from his robes.

"That better not be a weapon."

"That's an understatement. Listen carefully Leon: I'm a wizard." D said proudly.

TBC...