A/N: This is my first time writing a Harry Potter/Bleach crossover and I would appreciate your feedback on how it is written considering the two different topics.

Harry Potter was lying on his bed and just staring at the ceiling with an emotionless expression plastered on his face. He was feeling quite down at the moment because his Godfather had just died. Harry had foolishly gone to his rescue when Voldemort planted a false image into Harry's head making it seem that Voldemort was torturing Sirius in the Ministry of Magic. Harry paid the price as the vision was a trap and when Sirius came to Harry's rescue he was killed as he fell through the mysterious veil. Harry felt that it was all his fault that his Godfather was dead. And yet he knew that he alone did not hold all the blame. But yet he just lay down on his bed and wallowed in his self pity.

After a few days of barley eating and doing absolutely nothing he noticed an owl flying towards his bedroom window. Harry recognized it as Ron's owl Pigwidgeon. He opened the window and the little owl swooped in and flew around the room excitedly. Harry snatched the little bid out of the air and untied the letter from its leg. He opened the letter and found three pieces of parchment. He wondered what the third one was. Usually Ron and Hermione are together at the Burrow so Ron sends Hermione's letter as well. Maybe it was from Dumbledore, detailing when they were going to pick him up. Harry thought about that for a second and dismissed it. Dumbledore wouldn't be careless to disclose such information in a letter lest it fall into the wrong hands. So Harry decided to read Ron's letter first.

Dear Harry,

Hey mate, how are you doing? Lame question I suppose, I mean your obviously feeling bad about what happened but you'll pull through.

Mum's on Dumbledore's case about letting you here soon. Dumbledore says it's essential that you stay there for a bit though.

Well I hope to see you soon. Don't let the Muggles get you down.

Your friend,

Ron Weasley.

Harry read the letter with little emotion on his face. About what he expected a letter from Ron would be. Harry couldn't wait to get out of his so called "home" to he could return to his real home, Hogwarts. Although the Burrow was a close second. Harry then opened and began to read Hermione's letter.

Dear Harry,

Are you ok Harry? Well I know that you're probably really down about Sirius. I will be waiting whenever you want to talk about it, if you ever want to that is. I hope that Dumbledore lets you come here soon. The Dursley's must be dreadful.

My parents weren't too happy about what happened at the Ministry but I was able to convince them to let me go to the Burrow and return to Hogwarts. I hope Dumbledore gets you over here soon.

With love,

Hermione Granger.

Harry finished the letter and was smiling slightly. Well he could count on his friends to help him through this. Harry turned to the third letter and when he opened it he was surprised that it was from Ginny.

Dear Harry,

I know that I've never written to you before but I am worried about you. I know that Hermione and Ron already told you that we are trying to convince Dumbledore to let you over here soon.

I know that I haven't been really myself around you for years. Even though I'm mortified to admit it, I've had a fan girl crush on you since I first saw you. But from the DA meeting's I am finally getting over that stupid crush. I hope that I can be a friend to you and not some silly girl doting over your fame.

I understand if you don't want to write back. If you ever want to talk about what happened at the Ministry I will be here for you. And please don't tell me that Sirius death was all you fault. Remember I was manipulated by Voldemort before too. If you blame yourself for Sirius's death then you have to blame me for all the attacks in my first year.

With love,

Ginny Weasley.

It was this letter that gave him much more to think about then the others. Harry had completely forgotten that Ginny was manipulated and possessed during his second year. Harry felt stupid to never have talked to Ginny about how she was coping with it. He was a little amused about her admitting that she had a crush on him, but he already knew that from her valentine. Harry decided that she probably knew what he was going through better that any of his other friends. And Ginny made a very good point that Voldemort was the mastermind behind the two great tragedies in their lives. Ginny was just a first year, finally going to the magical school that her brothers told her about and her first year there must have been horribly terrifying for her. He resolved to write back to her and clear up many things between them.

With that Harry got out some parchment and began to write letters back to his friends. After writing his letter and spending much more time writing the one for Ginny than Ron or Hermione's, He tied the letter's to Hedwig's leg and said "Deliver Ginny's letter to her separately." Hedwig hooted softly to show her understanding and flew out the window. He decided that Ginny should read his letter privately because he put more personal information in there and he was uncertain how she would react... He didn't want Ron or Hermione to read it first. Well Hermione probably wouldn't but he wouldn't put it past Ron try and read it.

Harry heard his stomach grumble and he went downstairs to see if he could get anything for dinner. Harry opened that fridge and saw a plate with his name on it. It was just a small sandwich but he ate it nevertheless and put the plate in the sink. After that Harry went up to his room and sat on his bed. He started thinking about his upcoming year at Hogwarts. His thoughts turned to Ginny and he wondered what she was doing right now. Thinking of him perhaps? He had ignored her for far too long and he felt bad that he had. Harry went to sleep some time later with his thoughts of Ginny.

The next day Harry went though his usual routine of showering, eating breakfast, doing nothing in his room, then having lunch and then doing nothing. After dinner he decided to get some fresh air so he left the house to take a walk around the park. As he was walking in the park he thought about Ginny. With just one letter from her, it was all he could think about. He had virtually ignored her despite being at her house many times. Well she had been avoiding him as well. Well he was going to change that this year.

Harry was interrupted from his thoughts when there was a distortion in space. Or well that would be a scientific way to explain it. He watched, rooted to the spot as a dark rift opened and a person with unusual orange hair stumbled through. Harry noticed that he was badly injured because he was bleeding from numerous cuts on his body.

On an impulse Harry ran over to him and caught the man before he could fall to the ground. It was only then he noticed that the man was holding and jet black katana. He visibly gulped and said "Are you ok? I will get help."

The man looked at Harry as if seeing him for the first time and said "You can see me?"

Harry regarded the man with questioning look and said "Of course I can, why shouldn't I be? And who are you?"

The man wined in pain as his body throbbed painfully. "My name is Ichigo Kurosaki, Substitute Soul Reaper."

Harry looked puzzled for a moment "You're a what?"

Ichigo sighed and said "You must have some Spirit force to be able to see me but I believe that it is a small amount."

Harry looked puzzled again and said "Spirit force? What's that?"

Before he could answer the rift flickered a little and disappeared. Ichigo coughed up some more blood and Harry began to panic. "We should get you out of here."

Ichigo nodded and began to stand, he stumbled and Harry caught him and put most of his weight on his shoulders. "Where are you taking me?"

Harry thought about that for a moment and said "Where I live. Then I can try to patch you up."

Ichigo nodded and let himself be led to this unknown person's house. Harry finally reached Number 4 Private Drive and he lugged Ichigo into the house. His Aunt and Uncle were both in the living room. Harry was lucky that they didn't see him apparently lugging an invisible person up the stairs. When harry got to his room he laid Ichigo on his bed and hauled his desk chair and sat down facing him. Harry had many questions and didn't have a clue where to begin.

"I suppose you're about as confused as I am right now." Harry said. "I'll go get some bandages from the first aid kit in the bathroom."

Ichigo nodded and said "Never mind the bandages I just need to rest and concentrate my sprit pressure to heal my wounds. Where am I anyway? I didn't recognize any buildings and we walked by."

"You're in Little Whinging a town in Surry, England." Harry said.

Ichigo looked thoughtful for a moment and said "I know that England is in the continent of Europe but I wonder how I got so far away from Japan."

Harry looked at him puzzled and said "So that's where you're from. And what is a Soul Reaper?"

Ichigo eyes narrowed and said "I don't even know who you are, why should I answer your questions? You could be my enemy for all I know."

Harry eyed the sword that he was carrying warily and said "I am Harry Potter." Harry thought for a moment and thinking that he better add a title of some kind said "Wizard currently going to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."

Ichigo's eyebrows went up at the word Wizard and said "Wizard like in magic, spells and stuff like that?"

Harry nodded and Ichigo said "Prove it then. Show me some magic."

Harry sighed and said "I can't, if I use magic outside of School before I turn seventeen I could be expelled and my wand would be snapped in two." Harry took out his wand to try to look believable.

Ichigo eyed the wand and laughed. "Really? A likely story at least I can prove that I'm a Soul Reaper. Can't you do anything to show that you can use this so called magic?"

"Fine, prove you're a Soul Reaper and I'll show you my magic." Harry said. Although he didn't yet have a clue of what to do.

Ichigo sighed got to his feet and concentrated slightly to raise his spiritual pressure. Ichigo was unaffected but Harry felt like he was being smothered by air. His legs shook as he fought to remain standing. Harry finally gave up and fell to his knees and he started to really panic. He didn't know who this guy is and he was scared that he might be trying to kill him. Before he could do anything Harry felt the pressure let up. He got to his feet and looked at Ichigo and said "Well that felt weird."

Ichigo nodded and said "I concentrated my spiritual pressure and directed it on you only but usually when I'm angry or fighting I can't control it from weighing down on anyone that has some spiritual power." Ichigo then said. "Ok now you show me some of your magic."

Harry sighed and said "I can't do magic or I risk being expelled from Hogwarts." Harry thought for a moment and said "I'll show you some of my magical items then."

Harry opened his wardrobe and pulled out his Firebolt. He held it out to Ichigo and said "This is the fastest racing broomstick in the world. It has a top speed of around two hundred miles per hour." Harry then got on it and it hovered in the air.

Ichigo looked at the broom carefully and said "So that's how Wizards and Witches fly?"

Harry nodded and said "Most of us use Floo or Apparation to get around though."

Ichigo nodded and said "Floo? Apparation?"

"We floo by using the fire place and magic powder to move from each fire place very quickly to reach our destination. And Apparition is simply disappearing and reappearing almost instantly in another location.

Ichigo's eyebrows went up at that and said "Instantly? I can move extremely fast with my Flash Step ability but I can't go through walls without knocking them down." He grinned.

Harry laughed and said "Well we can Apparate through anything but most Wizarding dwellings are warded with Anti-Apparation wards so we can't use Apparation to just go inside their houses."

"That makes sense." Ichigo said. "Well I guess we both have some interesting abilities."

Harry nodded. "Hmm" Ichigo mused as he sat down. "I wonder how long it will take before Aizen finds his way here to kill me."

"Aizen?" Harry asked.

"The evil Soul Reaper that wants to rule the Soul Society." Ichigo said.

Harry laughed and when Ichigo asked what was so funny he said "It's just that there's an evil Dark Wizard trying to kill me and take over the Wizarding world."

Ichigo laughed and said "Well it looks like we both have some major problems then."

"Yeah." Harry agreed. "What do you plan on doing once you recover?"

"I will head back to my home town. I can move extremely fast and it shouldn't take too long once I've recovered enough." Ichigo said.

Harry nodded and asked more questions about Soul Reaper and the Soul Society and in turn he answered questions about his magical world.

Harry looked at his watch and say that it was nearing 1 am. Harry was surprised how long they talked. Well they both had a lot of explaining to do.

"I guess we should get some rest and see what tomorrow brings. I'll take you to the spare room. The Dursley's probably won't be able to see you but don't let your guard down because if they find you they'll likely attempt to kill you and I don't want the Muggle police investigating their deaths." Harry said seriously.

Ichigo nodded and said "From what I heard they would deserve it." Ichigo looked thoughtful for a moment and said "I guess we won't be attacked by anyone or anything powerful tonight so I'll release my Bankai."

Harry looked at him with a puzzled expression and said "Bankai?"

"Bankai is the pinnacle of Soul Reapers power. There are two power stages of a Soul Reaper. My Zanpaktou, also known as a Soul Slayer is in its final form. There is one form before his one, the Shikai, and then the normal state that the sword looks like a regular Zanpaktou." Ichigo explained.

Harry nodded and said "Do all Soul Reapers have the same Bankai and Shikai?"

Ichigo shook his head and said "No, All Soul Reaper's have different abilities. Some may have similar abilities but not the same".

Ichigo then stood up slowly as too not open his wounds and concentrated for moment and released his Bankai. His robes changed to normal and his sword got a lot larger. It was about five times as wide.

Harry looked at it quizzically and asked "Isn't it supposed to be small and look like a regular katana?"

"Yes but since I have an extremely large amount of spiritual pressure I am not able to convert in to normal so it's always in its first release form. Also I've never really had much ability in concealing my spiritual pressure." Ichigo said.

"Really?" Harry said. "Well I guess you must be tired and worn out, the guest room is down the hall on the right."

Ichigo nodded and walked to the door and opened it, he turned back to Harry and said "Thanks for helping me and good night."

Harry nodded and said "No problem, see you tomorrow morning."

Ichigo closed the door and headed to the guest room. He opened the door and saw that it was pretty basic with a wardrobe and a desk and chair. A medium sized bed in the corner. Ichigo got under the covers of the bed with his sword next to him. He wasn't taking any chances. He'll start the journey home tomorrow. What a weird day he thought and fell off to a relatively calm sleep.

Harry sighed and sat down n his bed. What a weird day. He wondered how he was going to explain this situation to his friends. Harry undressed and got under the covers of his bed and drifted off to sleep wondering if his life could get any more complicated.

Little did Harry know that it was going to get much more complicated.

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About ninety miles west of London Voldemort paced back and forth. He was pondering some ancient text that he found on the side of large stone carving. He didn't come upon the text by chance it took him many weeks of tests to make the ancient language appear. Voldemort had traveled to the ancient monument after he had finally deciphered some of the many ancient scrolls he discovered many years ago in Hogwarts Chamber of Secrets. Most of them contained useless information but one scroll in particular told of an ancient prehistoric monument that focused and fused one's magical power for a limited time.

So it was the monument of Stonehenge that Voldemort stood. He was standing in the center of the circle. Voldemort was preparing to cast an ancient blood power binding ritual. He discovered that this area was the very place where Salazar Slytherin and Godric Gryffindor fought the most epic battle in history with both of them dying at each other's hand. Voldemort knew that it was the magical energy that was used during the fight changed the immediate surrounding into a magic amplifier f sorts. According to the text that he was able to decipher when the ritual was performed he would gain the magical energy of Salazar and Godric temporally. He will then use that power for forcefully rip part Dumbledore's protection around Harry Potter.

"Your fate has been sealed Potter." Voldemort said and began to chant the ancient ritual.

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Ginny Weasley was pacing back and forth in her room. She as now wishing she hadn't sent that letter o Harry. She couldn't believe that she actually told him that she had a crush on him. How will she ever face him again without feeling embarrassed she wondered... Harry probably thought she was a nothing but a silly fan girl not worth his attention. So she was surprised when she spotted Hedwig tapping her window lightly.

Ginny walked over to the window and opened it and Hedwig flew inside and landed on her small desk. Ginny spotted three letters tied to Hedwig's leg and her heart soared, with shaking hands she untied the letters, much to Hedwig's dismay and carelessly threw the one's saying Ron and Hermione aside and picked up the ne stating Ginny. It was quite heavy, much heavier than Ron and Hermione's letters. With trembling hands she fumbled on the seal and finally pulled the letter out of the envelope. She hesitated for just a moment then opened it and began to read.

Dear Ginny,

I know I haven't written you before and I want to apologize for that. I feel that I was missing out on a chance to make a great friend in the past and I would like that to change. I noticed that you weren't as shy around me last year and I've gotten to know you better as a result. I would like to continue our friendship very much and I knew that you had a crush on me when you started school in my second year. I actually knew before you sent the valentine. Yes I know that it was you, don't try and deny it.

I think you're probably red as your hair about now.... Try not to kill me when you see me, as I still have to off old Voldie. But seriously, "Green as a fresh pickled toad"? Well you were only eleven. I hope your future valentines are less silly. I still appreciate the thought of the valentine though. I won't admit it to anyone else but you made me the first valentine I ever had. No girls in my school before Hogwarts had ever sent me a valentine because of Dudley telling everyone that I was a delinquent and a very bad person. So I was secretly very happy that a girl liked me enough to send me a valentine.

Are you all nice and embarrassed now? Yes I know I'm a dead man but I just couldn't help it. Now that I got that out of the way on to more serious business. I am very sorry that I didn't bother to ask you about what happened in your first year. I must have looked like an insensitive prat but I want to change that. If you want to talk about it all you have to do is ask.

I want to thank you for pointing out rather well that I am not to blame for the death of Sirius. I still hold some guilt but your right to blame myself will be like blaming you for the attacks in your first year. You really have helped me more than you know with those few words. I am truly grateful.

I can't wait to see you again, more so that Ron and Hermione. We have a lot of ground to make up for and I can't wait to get to know you better.

Your friend,

Harry Potter

Ginny finished reading the letter with a slightly shocked expression on her face before she blushed brilliantly then switched to anger at his playful remarks to big smile as she thought of him eager to get to know her better. Harry's letter was better than she could have hoped. And she will get him back for his smart remarks. Yes, Harry Potter will pay.

Ginny carefully put the letter away in the drawer of her desk and picked up Ron and Hermione's letters. She walked out of her room and headed up the stairs. Ginny walked into Ron's room and saw that he was beating Hermione in a game of chess. Chess was the only thing Ron could really beat Hermione in so he played her as much as he could.

Hermione and Ron both looked at her when she entered and Ginny said "Harry wrote to us, I have your letters here." She handed them to Ron and Hermione. Hermione took hers and began to open it but Ron looked puzzled.

"Why didn't Hedwig deliver the letters to me? Where did you get those letters Ginny? They could be from Death Eaters for all we know" Ron said with his temper rising.

Ginny couldn't help herself and she just grinned. She was still very happy that Harry sent her a very personal letter. She made eye contact with Hermione and smiled.

A look of realization came over Hermione and said in almost a whisper "Harry wrote back to you didn't he?"

Ginny smiled and said "Yes he sent Hedwig to me to drop off the letters because he wanted to make sure I read the letter he wrote to me in private."

Ron looked confused for a moment and said "Wrote back? You sent him a letter? Why didn't you tell me Ginny?"

Ginny was outraged at Ron's questioning about her life. She turned towards him and shot him a death glare and he flinched. "I'll have you know Ron that you do not control my life! If I want to write to Harry I bloody well will!"

Now Ron said something that was incredibly stupid. "Why would you want to write to Harry for? It's not like he was ever interested in you anyway. And he doesn't need you being a silly fan girl doting over him right now; he needs his friends that know him much better that you and have no idea of what he's going though."

Hermione gasped, shocked at what Ron said. She looked at Ginny and saw that she couldn't look more hurt. Ginny looked shocked and devastated at what Ron said. Ginny finally found her voice and said "H-how could you say that? I can't believe you Ron! I hate you!" then she burst into tears and ran from the room.

Ron looked a little bit uncomfortable and looked a Hermione that was glaring knives at him and said "Well it's the truth."

Hermione just got up off the bed looked at Ron shocked that he still didn't understand what he just did. "Ron you stupid prat. Can you and your thick head remember what happened in our second year of school, Ginny's first year?"

Now Ron was the one that looked shocked beyond words. "The Chamber of Secrets." he whispered. "What have I done?"

"You better go apologize to Ginny right now before it gets any worse." Hermione said.

Ron nodded and left his room. He went downstairs and paused at Ginny's closed bedroom door. He knocked and said "Ginny? Can I come in?"

Getting no answer from Ginny Ron opened the door slowly and spotted Ginny sitting on her bed with her head in her hands sobbing. Ron felt horrible. Ginny hardly ever cried and he felt awful that he made her.

Ginny looked up at him and yelled "GET OUT NOW, BEFORE I HEX YOU!" pointing her wand at him.

Ron winced but stood firm. "Ginny I...I completely forgot about what happened in your first year. I'm sorry Ginny. I guess I just couldn't see the fact that you have opened up around Harry and he's beginning to return that attention back." Ron paused and continued. "Your right Ginny, you been through what he's going through and I believe you the only one that can help him now."

Ginny stopped crying and looked up at Ron and said in barley a whisper "I never really gave up on Harry and I am going to become his friend and if it goes further that friendship then it will happen. I won't let you stop me from what I wanted since I was eleven."

Ron looked thoughtful about that and said "Ginny, I am really sorry about what I said and I want to put this behind us ok? I will never interfere with your relationship with Harry unless he treats you bad. Which I know he won't. I guess I was playing the over protective brother. I failed to see that you're not a little girl anymore and that you can handle yourself."

Ginny smiled and said "Finally got that through you thick skull then?"

"Gah, what is it with everyone calling me thick headed?" Ron said exasperated.

Ginny giggled and said "Figure that out yourself."

"Ah bloody hell." Ron said and left Ginny's room and headed back up to his. Ron entered his room and spotted Hermione sitting on his bed looking pensive. She looked up at him and asked "Well did you patch things up with Ginny?"

Ron nodded and sat down on the bed. He turned to Hermione and said "I guess I couldn't get over being the over protective big brother. I know now that it's Ginny's choice who she talks to or dates. Although if it's anyone except Harry they better watch out..."

Hermione just grinned and said "Well then since we've established that girls can decide who we want to date, I wonder if Victor will be visiting soon." Hermione glanced at Ron and he looked like we was about to blow up. Hermione giggled and said "Maybe I could ask him out on a date?"

Ron finally found his voice and growled "No you can't."

Instead of getting mad at Ron for saying that Hermione just giggled and said sweetly "Why not?"

Now Ron was confused at the lack of anger and argument that usually happens between them. Ron looked at Hermione and stuttered "Because....Because...I....I..."

Hermione smiled again and asked "Yes Ron?"

"Ah screw it" Ron said and he leaned towards Hermione and kissed her. He felt her soft moist lips on his and he put his arms around her and pulled her close.

The kiss lasted a few more seconds and then they broke apart. Then Hermione smiled at him and Ron grinned goofily back. "Wow Ron I didn't expect you to kiss me, I just expected you to admit that you liked me."

Ron grinned and softly said "Who said anything about just liking."

Hermione gasped and said "Oh Ron."

Ron smiled and kissed her again much more passionately than before. Hermione responded in kind and they were lost in the intensity of the kiss. They were getting a bit carried away and hands started roaming when there was an "Ah hem." cough coming from the door. Ron and Hermione quickly broke apart blushing brilliantly at being caught and saw to their horror that Mrs. Weasley was standing in the doorway with a stern look on her face.

Mrs. Weasley then smiled and said "How wonderful to see that you two are finally together. Took you long enough." Mrs. Weasley grinned and said "Did he just randomly kiss you or did you have to coax him into it Hermione?"

Hermione blushed crimson and said "A bit of both actually."

Ron just nodded and smiled goofily.

Mrs. Weasley smiled and said "Figures, well dinner is ready. Come down when you're ready." She left the room but then turned and said sternly "Oh and try to keep your hands to yourselves while you're under this roof." Then she left leaving behind crimson faced Ron and Hermione on the bed.

After ten more minutes of getting better aquatinted with each other Ron and Hermione walked downstairs and into the kitchen hand in hand with big smiles on their faces.

Ginny noticed their hands and smiled broadly and said "Well I guess Ron isn't as thick headed as I thought."

Fred and George noticed this and Fred said. "He looks more… light headed now."

"I guess we have Hermione's snogging to attribute to that." George said.

Ron blushed but Hermione quite calmly said "I found his new curse in the Restricted section of the Hogwarts library that I've been dying to try. I guess you two can be good practice."

Fred and George paled and hastily said "No no that's all right, you can find other practice dummies."

Ginny laughed and said "Well I'm glad you two finally got together."

Hermione smiled and said "Thanks."

After dinner everyone was in the living room. Fred and George were entertaining everyone with their latest merchandise. Mrs. Weasley was watching over a pair of enchanted knitting needles that were churning out socks quite fast. It was getting late and they were about to call it a night. They were interrupted by a brilliant flash of flame as Fawkes, Dumbledore's Phoenix appeared in front of them and dropped a letter and disappeared almost instantly afterwards.

Everyone was shocked for a few seconds. Ginny was the first to snap out of her stupor and picked up the letter that wasn't addressed and opened it. She read the contents and paled. "Oh no, Harry." she whispered.

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