AN: Who let me put up another HPDN crossover? I don't know. This one is Matt centered! YAY MATT!! So anyway, I was writing L's past and was thinking about putting another character as a wizard. So I was like what if it was Matt was the wizard, and what if he was a Weasley. Then I created this. It's what would happen if The Weasley's had another son that Arthur lost. Matt comes right before Ron so he's a year older then Ron. The Weasley's will know him as Mail, his real name. Ok, I think the only change in Death Note is that Kira exists but he doesn't kill L when Mello is almost 15. I need Mello to still be at Wammys at 15, so Rem lets L live longer.

Warnings: Um…slight Mello/Matt in the first two chapters and a bit later on. Character Death, rearranging of plot lines and stories, and spoilers for Matt and Mello's names.

Disclaimer: I don't own Death Note or Harry Potter.


Mail's Story

Arthur Weasley was walking through the park with his young son. His son was just two years old and his wife was going to have another shortly. This time they hoped it would be a girl. They had six sons. He looked to his young son, just a year younger then his twins. Mail Weasley. He went through his sons. Bill, the oldest and going to start Hogwarts in a few years. Charlie, so energetic, only 7 at the time. Percy, already following the rules set by his parents. Then the twins were born. Fred and George, all they ever did was cause trouble. Then little Mail. His hair was slightly lighter then the rest of the families he had his father's green eyes. Arthur expected that had come from Molly's side. If there next child was a boy it would be Ron, but if they finally got a girl they were going to name her Cedrella after his mother. There were only two problems with having a large family. One was that there was a war going on. The other was that Arthur didn't make a lot of money. So far there were 8 of them with a 9th on the way.

That morning Arthur was going to study the ways of muggles in a park. He asked his sons if they would like to come along but none of them wanted to. Then his youngest Mail came up and begged to go. So now we join Arthur and Mail in the park. Arthur was watching Mail chasing a butterfly around and laughing. Little Mail had shown a bit of magic before, but right now he seemed like a muggle two year old just playing in the park. Arthur looked around at his surroundings. He saw another woman playing with a boy around Mail's age. The woman looked sad though, the boy was happy though. Arthur went over the woman.

"Excuse me miss, is every thing ok?" He asked while still keeping an eye on Mail.

The woman looked at him. She said with a slight Russian accent

"Not really. My husband worked in a gang and was shot yesterday. I'm trying to appear happy for my son." He looked to the little blonde boy she indicated. "But it's so hard. He hasn't noticed that his dad is missing yet."

"I'm sorry. I have a son just his age." He said looking to where he left Mail. He didn't see Mail. Where was his son? Arthur was very close to freaking out but then the woman tapped him on the shoulder.

"Is that him?" She asked pointing to the redheaded child who had just come up to the little blonde boy.

"Yes. I didn't see him come over." She smiled.

"First born?" I shook my head.

"Sixth actually. He's the youngest at the moment. My wife is having another in a month."

"Oh, congratulations then. Seven kids. Mihael is my only one. Poor little Mihael, looks nothing like his father."

"He does look like you." He said as he looked at her blonde hair. He looked over to Mihael, he was playing with Mail. The two of them seemed to get along very well. He and the Woman made small talk for a little bit, and then got into talking about their children. Soon it was getting late and the woman left and took her son. Arthur looked to his son, almost ready to go home. Then he heard a noise. An ice-cream truck. Arthur always wanted to see an ice-cream truck. So he ran after it. He ran and ran and ran, forgetting all about poor little Mail who was sitting on the ground crying for his father. He cried and cried and cried. No one noticed him. Then a young teen walked by and saw him crying for his father. The teen went over and asked his name.

"M…Mail." The two year old said in a small voice. The teen asked a few more questions. The boy didn't know his last name, his parent's names, any of his sibling's names. He said his father left him here. So the teen introduced himself as L. L picked up the little boy and carried him to Wammy's house. It was getting dark and he really didn't want to leave the little two- year old alone in a park. So he took the little boy to Mr. Wammy who was in charge and told him what had happened. Mr. Wammy said the boy would stay the night, and then they would put up signs that said they found the boy. If the child remained unclaimed they would take him in.

Arthur finally caught up to the ice-cream truck. By the time he finished talking to the ice cream man it was dark out. He was thinking about home when he remembered that he left Mail sitting in the park. Arthur quickly ran to the park. No one was there. His son was no where to be found. His wife was going to kill him. He had lost their youngest son in a park where anyone could have found him. He gulped thinking about what his wife would do to him. He gulped and went home. His wife met him when he walked in the door. Molly was several months pregnant. She gave him a kiss and asked

"Where is Mail? I thought you took him with you."

"Well, I was kind of chasing an ice-cream truck and when I went back to get him he was a bit gone…" Molly's smile vanished and she frowned, her eyebrows sunk into an angry point.

"You lost our child." He nodded. She screamed at him. She threw things at him. She didn't talk to him for days. She only started talking to him the day before their new child was born. She was still very angry with him. All of the boys asked where Mail was. They wondered where their brother was. Mrs. Weasley had to tell them that Mail was lost. All if the children acted differently to this. Percy didn't really care he hadn't liked Mail too much anyway, so noisy. The twins could barley understand that Mail was gone. They were only three. Bill took it hard. Mail was fun to be around, he did all the stupid things that all babies did. The one who took it the hardest was Charlie. Charlie took a huge liking to Mail when he was brought home from the hospital. Charlie just bonded with Mail. Being 7 he wasn't use to loosing people, he really didn't like it.

At Wammy house they put many things that said they found the child. They told the police, they hung flyers, they put articles in the paper and no one claimed Mail. So the orphanage kept them. They had to have a full name for him to be kept here so they gave him a random last name. They named him Mail Jeevas. He stayed in a nursery for awhile, but it was put on the records that when he was old enough he would be rooming with a boy named Mihael. Mihael's mother had killed her self and he had no father. They thought that Mail's father had abandoned him. So when they were older they could room together.

A few years passed. Mail had just had his eighth birthday. He had a passion for video games and wore goggles on his face all the time. He liked wearing stripes and was a computer geek. He didn't remember his real parents. He liked to imagine that he was an only child and his parents died peaceful deaths. Soon the staff said they had to rename him. They renamed him Matt. He was then moved into a room with only two beds. A few weeks later another boy was moved into the room too. The other boy was blonde and looked like a girl. Mail decided to introduce himself.

"Hello, I'm Mai…err…Matt." The boy looked angry.

"What do you want?" This boy was angry.

"Were living together idiot, I thought you would like to know my name." Matt shot back angrily. The boy smiled.

"I like you already. Stand up for your self. I'm Mello." Matt snickered.

"Whats so funny" Mello asked as he scowled angrily.

"It's just that you're not at all mellow. You're like an oxymoron." Mello nodded and cheered up a bit. He started looking through Matt's stuff.
"You like Video games?" Matt nodded. He went through Mello's stuff. Lots of chocolate. This Mello must love chocolate.

"You really like chocolate don't you." Mello nodded. He licked his lips and took a bite of some of his chocolate. He then looked at Matt.

"So how'd you land yourself here?"

"Not too sure. All I know is I was left in a park when I was two and was brought here. I think my dad abandoned me there. How about you?" Mello scowled.

"I guess my father died and my mother killed herself." Matt nodded. They were both alone. Maybe they would get along well. Maybe Matt could have his first friend. So Matt and Mello started talking about anything they could think of. They found they had a bit more in common then just their parents. But they got along very well with each other. Mello could tell that Matt would be his first friend.

Time passed at the Weasley household also. The baby was born. It was a boy, they named him Ron. Over the years no one really talked about Mail and he was almost forgotten. Molly and Arthur never forgot their son, but they had to move on. Later they had a daughter, Ginny. Now the seven children made up a family with their two parents. All of the children forgetting about their brother except for a spare memory every now and then and those were never shared with the others in the family. Ron and Ginny were never told of their older brother Mail. His hand was removed from the clock on the wall. It was almost like he never existed. Almost, some of his family remembered him. The twins completely forgot that he was ever born. They were too young to remember.

More time passed by at Wammy House. Matt and Mello were both 13. Mello had an enemy and so did Matt. Mello hated Near. They were competing for 1st place. Matt held on to third place easily. The closest to Matt was Yeller. Yeller wanted third place so badly. While Matt didn't really care what place he had. So Yeller had declared herself at war with Matt. Yeller was a shy girl who screamed PEANUTS every now and then. She scared many kids at Wammy. Matt and Mello weren't very scared of her, they were the bullies of Wammy. Matt also felt things he really didn't understand for his friend Mello. The two were the best of friends, but Matt didn't feel like it was enough, he knew that Mello would never like him like that so he never said anything. Until one day when Mello came in angry at Near. Near was the smartest at Wammy House. Mello could think of nothing but beating him. Mello was ranting once again.

"I can't believe Near! I mean he's so perfect. All he does is get good grades and play with his stupid puzzles." Matt sighed when Mello took a break to breath.

"What did Near do this time, or are you just complaining about him for no reason?" Mello scowled and looked for his chocolate. Matt rolled his eyes and tossed him a bar. Then Mello continued his rant.

"Now it's that everyone loves him. Not only is he number one in class, but on the social list too?! I mean he sits in that room for hours and doesn't talk to anyone, but yet every one gives him all the attention. No love for anyone else. He's number one on everyone's list! Damn Near!" Matt shook his head and sighed, now Mello wasn't feeling loved. Mello was never happy.

"Not my list."

"Your number one on your list dumbass." I shook my head.

"No you are." Oops…did that come out. He felt the tips of his ears go red when he said that. Mello just looked at him.

"I am?"

"Of course Mel, you mean way more to me then Near, or anyone. You're the most important person in my life." Matt studied the carpet. Too afraid to look his friend in the eye.

"Oh…I guess that it is more important to be number one on your list then be above Near on someone else's list." Matt felt his face get really hot and his ears felt like they would explode.

"Well you are my best friend…" Matt started, but he was interrupted by Mello. Mello grabbed his face and made him look at him. Then Mello crushed their lips together in a kiss. Matt kissed back with just as much passion. Finally they broke apart for air.

"More then just a friend…" Mello said. Mello was right. From that day on they were more then just friends. It didn't matter that more people liked Near. It didn't matter that no girls gave Matt valentines. Matt wanted to be with Mello, till death. Mello didn't really like girls either, he just wanted his Matt. Mello and Matt became a couple that day. They didn't tell anyone though. It was their dirty little secret.

Ron's first day at Hogwarts came and went. Mail never had a first day, he wouldn't have a last day either. Bill and Charlie had gone to work in different countries and left. Down to five children, without Mail. The year passed and soon Ginny was off to school with Ron, Fred and, George. Ron had made friends with Harry Potter and a girl named Hermione Granger. Mrs. Weasley often wondered how Mail would have done at Hogwarts. She soon shrugged it off and went back to what ever she was doing at the time. She often got reports about one of her children doing something bad. Over the next few years she had almost adopted Harry into her family. Now the kids were home for the summer. Ron was going to be in his fourth year. They were also going to the Quidditch world cup that year. Mr. Weasley said something about someone from the office getting enough for the whole family and Harry and Hermione.

Dumbledore heard about magic being used in a muggle orphanage and he went to check it out. He said he was a repair guy and the orphanage let him in. He was led to the room where the child destroyed something with magic. When the door opened a chocolate bar was thrown at him. He saw the boy who threw it at him. A redheaded boy of about 14 or 15 playing video games. A bit older then Harry and his friends.

"Hello, is this chocolate for me?" The boy looked over. He had goggles on over his eyes.
"No, I thought you were some one else. I bet Roger opened the door." Dumbledore nodded.

"Yes…here is your chocolate back then" He gave Matt the chocolate. "I have come to fix the…what was broken again?" Matt laughed. Dumbledore thought the laugh sounded a bit familiar, along with that hair.

"The heating vents…I have no idea what happened to them though…I was angry and they just exploded." Dumbledore nodded. He could tell this boy was magical.

"Oh yes, I'm sorry but I forgot what did you say your name was again?"

"It's Matt."

"Oh yes, Matt. Could you please come over here and help me with something?" Matt paused his game and went over to help the man. He couldn't see what the man was pointing to so he had to take his goggles off. When he did the man could see his eyes well. Dumbledore now knew why Matt's laugh had been so familiar, and his hair, and now his eyes. Matt had to be Mail Weasley. He had seen the baby boy a long time ago. Not to mention that the boy could do magic. Dumbledore had an idea.

"Is Matt your real name? You just don't seem like a Matt."

"No one here goes by their real names." Dumbledore nodded.

"So what happened to your parents? This is an orphanage after all." Matt sighed and rolled his eyes.

"Well I came here at two. All I really remember that my dad was a moron who was chasing an ice cream truck and forgot all about me. So he abandoned me and I've been here." Matt was now very angry at this man. Who was he to pry into Matt's life. Matt was shocked at the next words out of the man's mouth.

"Mail. You are a wizard."


AN: Well that was fun. Um…L and baby Mello made a totally random appearance. The Matt/Mello kiss was really badly written, This was a fun chapter to write. I know that Arthur wouldn't really leave a child like that…but I really wanted him to chase the ice cream truck…Um….I made Molly way too nice. I randomly made Charlie love Matt/Mail because he wasn't in it at all and I thought he needed some time. I have no clue why they would believe that Dumbledore was a repair guy. Anyway review and tell me if I should continue or not. See you.