TITLE: Harry Potter and the Crossing Over
DISCLAIMER: J.K. Rowling owns all Harry Potter people. I'm only playing in her universe for a while.
DEDICATION: To the guy known as A.T.M. You taught me how to consider my real characteristics and strengths. It probably wasn't your intention, but hey, I'm not thanking you for it. (Bastard broke my heart, if you haven't figured that out.)
A/N: I know the time period is off, but I wanted it set my way. Also, majorly A/U now that OOTP came out. Set in Harry's 5th year, if anyone's interested.
A/N 2: Okay, peeps, if any of y'all recognize more than one event that happened in life, e-mail me immediately! I'll be forced to perform a memory charm on you for knowing who I really am.
Now on with the story!!
Be gentle, it's my first one!



Chapter 1:
Mercy Lynn Dellan, a senior at Dessy High School in Dessy, Washington, glared across the classroom at who she considered to be her worst enemy. Or, perhaps, the word should be best enemy. The boy in question continued his answer to the English teacher, not concerned with the fact that he was receiving the Evil Eye from the usually cheerful blonde.
A friend whispered frantically, poking her in the side.
She squeaked, glaring at Sydney Rane as all eyes turned to her, Sorry. Sydney was trying to get my attention because I had spaced out, She smiled sweetly, Go on, Alvin, She added as the class continued to scrutinize her.
Alvin Michael Garrick began talking again and the class's attention turned back to him. He watched as his one time friend lost her warm expression and resumed glaring at him. Wincing inwardly, he finished his story, And that's what I did on winter break, Mrs. Patterson.
Intriguing. Who's next? Mercy? What did you do with your vacation time?
Mercy's blue eyes blinked uncertainly, Well, not a lot. I had a pretty bad cold for most of it. Well, come to think of it, I guess I did do some things. The twentieth was my mom's birthday and, yea. Nothing interesting really happened then. My parents went to my uncle's wedding on the twenty-second. I didn't feel well so I didn't go. The twenty-forth was the Santa Run, which was a blast—
What's that? Kieran James, a friend of both hers and Alvin's interrupted, You mention it all the time, but you've never explained it.
Oh. My bad. Sorry, K.
He winced at the nickname, M, don't call me that.
Right. Sorry. Any ways, the Santa Run is put on the fire department, which I volunteer for. We take the engine, an ambulance, and the chief vehicle around Diamond, handing out gifts and candy and stuff. I've probably participated in it in some way since about forth grade. My dad, the skinniest guy on the F.D., is Santa. It's great, She grinned.
Sounds like fun. What else did you do on vacation? Mrs. Patterson asked.
Well, I got some really cool gifts from my parentals. I also was able to see my dad's side of the family on the twenty-eighth. I don't get to see them a lot. Could be because I don't really care for them though, She smirked, Well, some of them. I saw my grandma Dee who used to live next to me . . . She moved in with my aunt right before Homecoming. It was good to see her, especially since she went into the hospital the next week, She paused, Syd, did I do anything else?
Oh, tell them about how you spent all your excess time! Jade Destin grinned.
Right . . . Mercy drawled, Well, some of you know I like to write. I did some writing for the magazine Jade and I are planning on putting out. And I did a lot of reading of fanfiction. I only talked to Tony, my Tony, a couple of times, unfortunately. I was too busy writing to pay him much attention though. I spent New Year's with a head cold. It was just dandy. And that was pretty much my entire vacation. Oh! My parent's broke my Jeep, She finished.
How did they manage that? Emilio Heart, Kieran's best friend, questioned.
She shrugged, Not a clue. They couldn't get it to turn off so they pulled the coil wire and unplugged the battery.
During this time Alvin had been observing Mercy's behavior. Unlike the heated glare she had given him, he remained expressionless. He smirked as her eyes drifted to him again, Sounds positively boring, He commented.
Well, I enjoyed myself, She shot back, muttering, God, could he be any more like a Slytherin?
His left eyebrow winged up, Care to repeat that, Dellan?
No, I don't, She crossed her arms, glancing at the clock, and began to walk over to talk to Kieran, ignoring Alvin.
Hey, you okay? Kieran asked her as she sat in the empty desk in front of his.
Yea, why?
You just seem rather upset.
She shrugged, Nothing more than the usual. I just don't want to deal with that Death Eater that you call a friend.
Care saying that to my face? Alvin questioned, joining them.
She stood, Sure. Death Eater.
I didn't know you read Harry Potter, mud blood.


Ferret. And I couldn't be, I don't have red hair.
Point. Gryffindor.





Mercy! Alvin! That's quite enough! Mrs. Patterson reprimanded them.
Sorry, Mrs. P., They muttered.
No excuses this time. I thought that maybe the break would give you time to forget your differences. I know you both have T.A. periods next. Why don't you both go to Mrs. Tammot and talk this out. It's affecting the class now.
Mercy automatically spoke up, I have things to do for Mr. Grinler! Besides, if we stop disrupting class, do we have to work this out?
Yes. I'll write a note to Mr. Grinler for you. Mercy, this isn't punishment. I'm merely worried. Drama's coming up. You two are part of the few I have left from the normal cast. I need you to work out your differences for at least this.
Mercy nodded, Fine. I will if he will.
I concur, I suppose.
Good, off with you two then. Here's a note for Mrs. Tammot and I'll tell your teachers.
The two gathered their things and started down the hall, This is your fault you know, Mercy placed the blame on her blonde companion.
How do you manage that?
If you hadn't started this whole thing, we would still be friends and I wouldn't have spent the past year hating you. If you had just explained what the hell had happened the first time I wouldn't have . . . She broke off, Never mind. Let's just go talk to Mrs. Tammot. She already knows my half of the story.

Sydney, Kieran, Paige, and Tony were great at listening to me but I needed real advice. I couldn't let go.
Of what?
She glanced sideways at him as she pushed open the door to the counselor's office, My hope, She answered dryly, Mrs. Tammot? Mrs. Patterson wanted me and Alvin to come talk to you.
Mercy! How are you?
Been better, been worse.
I was wondering when you two would make it into my office. Mrs. Patterson and I have been worried about you two for sometime now.
Mercy nodded, You know my story. I think we're both waiting on his half.
No, she has my half, too, Alvin looked down, I had to find something to write about in my journals last year.
Seems you two had similar ideas, Mrs. Tammot smiled at the two teenagers, alike in so many ways, Why don't we have a seat? Paige's doing errands for me today so we don't have to worry about her.
They sat and after a long silence Mercy spoke up, I don't know why were doing this. I've made peace with the fact that he hates me. I just need to make peace with the fact that I hate him now, too. I can be not quite so vocal about it in class.
Alvin sighed, I don't hate you.
Blue eyes met blue eyes, What do you mean? You've sure put on a good show of hating me. How else would you explain your actions since June 6, 2001?
You know the exact day?
It isn't often that someone who you believe is one of your best friends becomes the person who's destroyed your self-confidence.
Mercy . . . He hesitated, reaching for her hand. He never got the chance to finish his sentence because suddenly there was a bright flash and the next thing that they knew there was blackness.


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