Author's Note: This is a series of chapters and/or one-shots that will be inter-connected no matter how loosely. Updating may sometimes become very haphazard, but it will update.

This crossover is between Harry Potter and the movie Crimson Peak which comes out in October though it's set well before. I hope you enjoy it.

Magic

Eleven years old Thomas Sharpe sat on the old, dark-red silk settee in Allerdale Hall's anteroom with his sister Lucille. Lucille's grey-eyes shone with repressed excitement as they met his. Two opened envelopes rested on a small oak table that was between them and the stranger. Warily, he looked up at the long-haired and bearded man who sat opposite them.

'This Headmaster Dippet is a quack ! Ghosts, yes, ghosts exist, but magic ? Magic does not exist.' His conscience chimed in then, 'Are you sure ? Why else would yourself and Lucille suddenly appear in the attic after that ghost tried to choke her ? Magic must exist. If not that then what caused your bones to heal when old mare Nebula ran you over ? Lucille was sure you were going to die yet you did not.'

When he asked, "What proof have you that this…Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry exists ?" Headmaster Dippet did not look off-put just as any charlatan worth his unearned salt would be.

The man ran a hand over his suit-coat feeling for something then pulled out a stick. Dippet mused, "There is a very old enchantment cast over this house. It repels near any outside magic or magical influence. It was this spell that foiled our attempts to get your letters to you so I decided to show up in person. I did not think it would take such convincing, but as the young Lord Sharpe wants. Lumos Maxima." When Dippet said the last words a beam of white-light shot out of the stick, err, wand.

'That light would the ghosts be frightened of it ? If they were we would never need to run away again. We could take back the house.'

Lucille knew his thoughts and, hesitantly, she asked. "I-if we accompanied you Headmaster c-could we learn to do that ?"

Dippet smiled genially, nodded and then the light went out. "It would take many years, but yes you can learn to do this. The first form of that spell called: Lumos is one of the first spells that one learns. You know, your father Lord William Sharpe was also a student at Hogwarts for seven years. It would be your choice to return here for the holidays or not except for summer break when you must."

'Father went to this magical school ? The holiday schedule does sound reasonable, but what of school supplies and such ? We have no familiars, wands, books or other things.'

When he asked such Dippet replied that there was a place called Diagon Alley in London at which they could get first money then supplies. A quickly added addendum that someone would accompany them to make sure that they were did not miss anything and were safe.

Lucille took his hand, "Oh please, Thomas, can we go ? I want to go as it sounds wonderful and think of all the things which we could learn."

Of course, she knew that he could hardly stand to see her upset and she wanted it so. There were also many possible advantages to going to Hogwarts. Slowly, he reached out to take the pen off the table, pulled his letter closer and signed it. Even more slowly still keeping eye contact with Dippet he passed the pen to his sister who signed gleefully.

With the signing finished, Thomas stood and held his hand out to the Headmaster. "I see no reason Lucille and I cannot or should not go to Hogwarts."

Dippet stood too and shook his hand, "Lovely, simply lovely. As said before I will have someone pick you up tomorrow to get your things. I look forward to seeing you both in two months time on September 1st. Your guide will explain to you how to reach Platform Nine and three-quarters for when the day finally arrives."

He and Lucille showed Headmaster Dippet to the door. When the wizard had gone Lucille hugged him, kissed his cheek and thanked him profusely. Now they merely had to wait for tomorrow, it would feel like a very long time.