This is a prologue ONLY. I will start the crossover fic after I can complete a few chapter stories of mine. Until then, you all are to anticipate what might happen (for a few months or so). But do not forget to bug me with PM's and I will promise (whether you bug me or not) that I WILL write the WOWP/HP crossover chapter story.

Pairings:

Harry/Alex

Justin/Ginny

Ron/Hermione

Draco/Alex - (One sided love – strong feelings for Alex that will never be returned)

Max/Luna (minor couple – dunno if I will write about them much than the fact that they do become official)

Pansy/Draco - (One sided love – strong feelings for Draco that will never be returned. And they will never get together, so sorry for disappointing you?)

Enoy the story! (I guess?)

-x-

"Hey guys! I got wizard mail!" Jerry shouted as he ran from the lair.

"Dad, if it is those junk mail, throw it in the trash. I remembered the last time I opened them," Alex remembered very 'vividly' on how she opened one of the envelopes that were gimmicks with Uncle Kelbo and the next thing she knew – she was a mermaid. And Uncle was… no she didn't want to think about it.

"No, it isn't junk mail. I would never be excited over that," Jerry paused.

"Unlike Max. Now he has a no-fear ring," Justin rolled his eyes.

"How come Max gets all the free stuff? Oh wait never mind, I duplicated it. I have one myself," Alex grinned and she and Max fist bumped their hands with the rings on.

"Okay, you three, enough with that! Look, you three got accepted to Hogwarts, and I need you guys to keep it undercover! If Slytherin students find out that you're-"

"Purebloods, then they will harass us more than ever, we know that," Justin said reassuringly.

The Russo bloodline was the purest of all wizarding families. They strictly followed wizard rules in America – wizards marry wizards. While other families had broken the rule and married muggles, Russos had stuck to the prophecy and rules and their blood remained pure.

Jerry had married a pureblood and had Justin, Alex and Max. Natilda, their true mother, died after giving birth to Max, and Jerry fell in love with Theresa so he got married. Theresa didn't care she was a muggle and Jerry gave his powers up. Plus, Theresa cared for the three with lots of motherly care that the Russo children loved her as if Theresa were Natilda.

"And by going to Hogwarts, no family wizard competition! And you get to keep your powers, American and English!" Jerry exclaimed.

"Powers and no competition are my two favorite phrases," Max smiled.

"Yeah, Max, but you're still missing the point, we have to go to school," Alex groaned thinking she was leaving a lame school (Tribeca Prep) for a weird school (Hogwarts).

"And since when do hogs have warts?" Max asked, "I still don't get it."

"They don't, Max," Justin said.

When the two brothers got into a heated arguments, Jerry used this opportunity to pull Alex to the side.

"Most wizards are going to be after you, especially," Jerry whispered solemnly.

"Why?" Alex asked, scared.

"Because you're famous!"

"How am I famous? Is my laziness that sought after?"

Jerry rolled his eyes and looked at Alex firmly, "Alex, you saved the whole world from moral destruction from Angels of Darkness. You won the award Wizard of the Year, the most prestigious award in the whole wizard world that even Harry Potter wasn't able to get the award. You successfully saved the wizard world from collapsing in the Wizard Revolution against family competitions. How are you not a hero?"

"Harry Potter?" Alex stifled a laugh at the last name.

"Oh come on, remember the 'boy who lived'?"

"Of course, because he was alive on this planet. There should DEFINITELY be an award for being a wizard and breathing."

"He faced one of the strongest and most evil wizards of all time – Voldemort. He lived and he defeated him, and he will be your Defense Against Dark Arts teacher," Jerry explained.

"Oh yeah, that's why I teased Justin for looking weird in the WizTech robes," Alex grinned to herself.

Jerry slapped his forehead.

"By the way, who else will attend the Hoggywarts school thingy with us?"

"WizTech."

"Even Stevie?" Alex asked, hoping for a beautiful no.

"Yes."

"And here I sit around, thinking she was dead."

Jerry laughed and slapped her on the back, "Oh well get some sleep. In a week we need to go shopping for wands and supplies."

"But my baby is perfect," Alex hugged her red wand to her heart. Jerry rolled his eyes.

"Perfect for doing American magic. But not English magic," Jerry explained.

Alex shrugged her shoulders. She couldn't object another wand, as long as it was a rare and a cute one, just like her American wand.

-x-

"Did you hear?" Some random Hufflepuff student whispered to a Ravenclaw student.

The Ravenclaw student puffed the cheeks out arrogantly, "Of course I do! WizTech students are joining Hogwarts permanently as of this year."

"No you dummy! The Russo's are joining as well!" The Hufflepuff student punched the other student in the shoulder.

Harry, Ron and Hermione were looking forward to the next year. This would be their first year teaching! Hermione would teach Muggle Studies, Ron would teach Flying, and Harry would teach Defense Against Dark Arts. Of course, on the down side, Draco would teach Potions, which they knew all along would happen.

Neville would teach Herbology and Luna would teach Charms. Hagrid still taught the same class and the teacher for Transfigurations hasn't changed, although after a few years or so, Mcgonagall might step down to let someone else teach.

"Russos?" Ron repeated dumbly.

"Quit talking so loudly, I want to listen," Hermione jabbed Ron in the stomach.

"And to think you would lecture us about something we didn't know," Harry rolled his eyes at the couple who after all these years were still at the girlfriend-boyfriend stage.

Hermione glared at him before straining her ear to eavesdrop.

"Yeah the Russos! The wizarding family whose blood is the purest of the purest! They're famous but the middle child, Alex, has done some awesome stuff!"

"You don't need to remind me of that! Obviously EVERYONE knows her! Alexandra Margarita Russo had saved the world from Angels of Darkness by retrieving the Moral Compass. She also stopped Stevie Nichols from overpowering the power distributor in the Wizard Revolution! She got the Wizard of the Year award last year! How can anyone not know her?" The Ravenclaw student haughtily snorted.

"It would be nice if she were in our houses!"

"She is extremely mischievous but does even the daunting tasks. She never wimps out of a dare. I bet she would be best suited for Ravenclaw."

"Naw, she is not just smart like you nerds. She should go into Hufflepuff because she cares about those dear to her."

"Why would she just be all kind hearted or mushy? Have you seen her? Her ferocity will knock you down like a hurricane!"

"Man, all this gossip makes it seem like when my parents had talked about Professor Potter, The Boy Who Lived. Now we are arguing over the newest hero. It seems like she is like the next big thing."

"Now that you say that, it does make sense. But let's hurry off before a teacher finds us!"

"Alex?" Hermione whispered, "Why is it we never heard of her?"

"Probably we were too busy with saving the world?" Ron sarcastically suggested.

"Oh shut up! We presumed school after that!" Hermione socked him in the shoulder.

"What is it with girls and their cycles and their mood swings?" Ron groaned as he rubbed his shoulder in 'pain'.

"It is weird that the students are comparing me to her," Harry whispered, immediately interested in this Russo girl.

"I bet she will go into Slytherin," Ron haughtily remarked, before shutting up from Hermione's glare.

"I bet you are being a pessimist and you need to go look over the year's lesson plan," Hermione glowered.

"Are you sure you two aren't married?" Harry asked exasperatedly at the 'old married couple' who just randomly started bickering.

-x-

"I don't wanna go to Hoggywarts alone!" Alex whined as she carried parcels and parcels of 'necessary' supplies.

"Oh pish posh Alex," Harper rolled her eyes, "You aren't going alone. I'm coming with you."

"You're a wizard?" Alex asked, happily.

"Yes. Though I am the lowest level, a muggle born. It might be hard for us to stay friends since you're, you know…" Harper whispered the last word, "a pureblood."

"What the hell does status have to do anything with our friendship?" Alex asked.

"It shouldn't, but students might not like me hanging out with you," Harper admitted, sadly.

"Uh-uh, to hell with them. You and Zeke are going to bother me for the rest of my frickin life, you got it? Well, if he's coming too…" Alex mischievously grinned.

"Oh he's coming all right," Harper sighed.

"Good. We could be a trio," Alex grinned and Harper laughed as she knew Alex would need A LOT of help on schoolwork there, probably not because it was a wizard school and the role would be reversed: Alex helping Harper.

There were several hushed whispers and people looking at the duo as if they descended from heaven, well more like Alex was an angel and Harper was a lost child being rescued.

"I am already hating fame," Alex mumbled.

"Get used to it," Harper snorted.

-x-

"I'm sad that I won't get to have a graduation speech," Justin whined for the umpteenth time.

"Justin I'm pretty sure you will be sorted into-"

"Ravenclaw."

"-and then you will be at the top of the class-"

"-then I will be the valedictorian-"

"-and probably you will get your brief yet momentous speech," Alex snorted.

"I gotta start thinking of my speech right now!" Justin started panicking as if he was told the world would end in an hour.

"I told you before you could use MY graduation speech since I will never get to have one," Alex flashed out a peace sign, "Later loser!"

"It has to have meaning!"

"And that's what my peace sign is for, genius."

"You guys stop fighting," Jerry spoke up, "We got our wands so we need to get a pet if you would like one."

"I would like a cat," Justin said immediately.

"Thought a nerd like you would love an owl," Alex laughed.

"Well you called it first," Justin snipped.

"We can both have owls."

"No we can't. Individuality."

"Sure. Because nothing screams individuality than 300 students having a cat at Hoggywarts."

Justin tried to rebuke that statement but found himself short of words, as always because Alex topped him with sarcasm.

Walking into the shop, Alex went her own way and looked around the owl's. She had her pouch of money which was generously pooled in hopes of getting a nice pet to keep company with.

All the owls were okay. Either brown, white, speckled or even a lustrous black, Alex found nothing beautiful. She was about to settle for a pitch black owl when a rare one caught her eye.

It was peacock blue with a few pure silver feathers. The eyes were a vivid gold. Alex knew she wanted that one.

"It seems to like you, young lady."

Alex looked at the man and smiled.

"How much?"

"Are you going to take good care of it?"

"Yes."

"Well then because the owl likes you and since you like it, pay any price you want. I know you will pay a price you think is fit."

Alex thought that she can't just pull a prank and pay only one Galleon, but she shouldn't pay for an exorbitant price for an owl that storekeepers keep one in display and have millions in the storage.

Picking a medium handful of Galleons, she slammed it on the table. The man counted it and smiled. He caged the bird and handed it to her.

"Here is the cage, this bird will eat anything and be fine with it. And the bird is loyal to their owner, so there is virtually no need to lock them up the whole day, other than when the owl rests. This owl loves to perch on the shoulder of its owner, so you may like it. Thank you for shopping here."

Alex smiled and took the cage, "Thank you."

Walking back to the group, Justin was green with jealousy when his Siamese cat was dull and boring in comparison to Alex's owl.

"Now I wish you wouldn't have called the owl," Justin whined.

"Well this is Lunaris," Alex stroked Lunaris's beak who cooed happily, "And she is my faithful owl."

"Aren't you exaggerating on the 'faithful' part?" Harper asked.

"Nope," Alex popped on the 'p'.

-x-

As Harry Potter had gone down Diagon Alley for supplies he would be needing for the class he would be teaching, he heard laughter as someone called 'Alex' over and over again.

Turning his head, Harry saw a beautiful girl carrying a bird cage in one hand and a pile of parcels in the palm of her other hand.

Flowing dark brown hair, twinkling chocolate eyes and a soft peach skin, Harry felt guilty enough to say it felt like love at first sight, as cheesy and clichéd may it sound.

So much for being a teacher and her being a student.

-x-

And that's the prologue! Think, scream, vent, exclaim! But the story might come out somewhere in the summer when all the Junior Year drama is over and some of my stories are finished on my profile.