NOTE: This story was a gift for my two knucklehead nephews, who are both avid Harry Potter/Pokemon fans. I was really rushed when I wrote it because I was trying to hurry and get it done as fast as possible, so the result is that it isn't written very well. Oh well, if you like pokemon and/or harry potter, then I think you'll find that it's pretty cute story..
Chapter 1
Harry's Arrival and First Encounter With the World of Pokemon
It was a stormy Saturday afternoon, and Harry Potter's Quiddich practice had been cancelled due to the rain. The Quiddich season was almost over, the school year was coming to an end, and Harry was dreading going back to the Dursley's for another miserable summer alone. Being in a bit of a sad mood, he decided to take a ride on his broomstick; perhaps riding for a bit would help him sort out his thoughts so he could feel better. He hopped onto his Nimbus 2000 and headed away from Hogwarts. He was going in a direction that he had never been in before, thinking about how nice it was to look at some new scenery.
He came to the beach, but didn't stop. Harry continued to fly out over the water. He flew farther and farther away.
Suddenly, off in the distance, he spotted some land.
"What is that...?" He asked himself as he came closer to what appeared to be a large island. Deciding to land on the island and investigate, he flew down closer to the water.
Before Harry knew what was happening, he was knocked off his broom and flung into the icey water. He splashed in the large ocean, struggling to swim to the surface. He reached the top just in time to see what looked like a blue tail going under the water. He immediatly decided that a giant sea monster had attacked him, and he furiously searched the sea for his broom. Just as he spotted the prickly end bobbing up and down in the water, the sea monster emerged a mere ten feet off. Harry shuddered as he realized the dragon was even bigger than he had originally thought.
Much to the boy's surprise, two people suddenly popped their heads out from behind the dragon's neck. They were dressed in strange clothes; one had long and bright red hair, while the other had short and dull blue hair. There was a large 'R' on both their shirts.
"Geridos!" The red-head shouted as she stood up straight, "What do you think you're doing?"
"Jessie, who's that in the water?" The blue-haired boy said as he pointed at Harry.
"I don't know, James, and I don't care!" She snapped, "Let's get a move on!"
Suddenly, from behind the people, a cat who stood on his hind legs and had a sideways egg-shaped head jumped up and pointed towards the beach, "Meeeowth! We're losing that pesky kid!" It said in a panic.
Harry guessed that these people must not be muggles as he had first assumed, considering that they had a cat who could speak.
"Geridos, go!" The girl commanded in a loud voice. The dragon immediatly forgot about Harry and whipped around, swimming quickly towards the shore. Harry watched as they swam away at top speed and were soon out of his sight. He swam to his bobbing broom, climbed on with a bit of difficulty as it was slippery from the water, and shot off into the air once more.
From up in the air, Harry could see the Dragon sitting on the beach as the two people and their strange cat were running off towards a city. It was a small city, and Harry was very curious about it. He wondered if the people of this island knew magic, and if they did, did they know about Hogwarts?
Harry shot down to the island and flew beside the running people. The red haired girl, Jessie, was carrying a large potato sack, and her blue-hair friend, James, had a bug-catching net. The cat was running behind them, struggling to keep up.
"Pardon me, " Harry said politely as he flew along beside them, "but what on earth are you doing?"
"You again?" Jessie growled, "Leave us alone!"
"Jessie, he only asked a simple question!" James shouted from behind her.
"I don't care, James!" She yelled.
"Wait!" She said suddenly as she came to a halt, sticking her leg out to the side. James and the cat continued running, but tripped over her leg and crashed to the ground.
"Just where did you get that broomstick?" she said to him.
"My Nimbus 2000? It was a gift from Professor McGonagul."
"Nimbus what?" James said as he stood up from the ground and dusted himself off.
"Professor who?" Jessie added.
"Surely you've heard of Progessor McGonagul?"
"Surely I HAVEN'T!" Jessie snapped, "I don't know who you are, or where you came from, or why you have a broom that FLIES, but I don't care because it's probably worth millions!"
With that said, Jessie quickly flung the potato sack over Harry's head and held him tightly.
"Oooh!" James exclaimed with a stupid clap of his hands, "Good thinking, Jessie!"
"Meeeeeeeowth!" The cat cried out.
Jessie, James and Meowth were hurrying quickly down the lane. They soon entered the small city, and the first thing they did was stop a man who was crossing the street.
"Excuse me sir," James said with an overly happy grin, "but we have an offer that you simply can't refuse!"
The man looked over the two people, blinked his eyes at them, and then turned his nose into the air as he walked away.
"Jewrk." Meowth said spitting on the ground.
Suddenly a loud voice rang out from down the street, "What are you guys doing here?" It shouted. Harry was still in the bag, but he could tell the voice belonged to a young boy. He squirmed and wiggled his very hardest, but Jessie had a tight grasp on the sack.
Meowth squinted his eyes and peered down the street, "Hey, it's him! It's the kid!"
"Oh, and he has his pikachu!" James said as he clapped his hands dumbly.
"Stop clapping, you idiot, and go catch him!" Jessie screamed as she pointed down the street.
"But, but, you're using the bag! What I am supposed to catch him with?" James whined.
"YOUR HANDS? I DON'T KNOW! JUST GET HIM!"
James quickly shot down the street and tackled what he thought was the shouting boy, but as the large dust cloud cleared, he realized he was clutching tightly onto his Victorybell instead.
Meowth was nearly in stitches, laughing and rolling on the ground at the stupid mistake of his partner.
The Victorybelle began to growl, then promptly put it's entire mouth over James' head. James ran around screaming a very muffled "GET IT OFF", while the Victorybelle clung tightly with it's teeth and flapped around in the air.
The boy who had been shouting fell to the ground laughing.
Jessie had a bright red face to match her hair. She stomped her foot and began yelling at James, and Harry took the oppertunity to free himself. He kicked and kicked until the bag was dropped, then he dove out and was happy to see the sunlight. He got to his feet and looked around: to his right, Jessie and Meowth were shaking their fists in the air and yelling at James; to his left, James was running around in circles with a plant on his head; and farther to his left there were three kids, two boys and a girl, laughing at James. The girl, who was holding an egg shaped creature in her arms, gasped when Harry rolled out of the bag.
"You're catching PEOPLE now?" She screamed at Jessie and James.
"That's sick and wrong!" Said a boy with an old red baseball cap on top of his moppy black hair.
"We must stop them!" The second, slightly older boy said.
"Pikachu, GO!" The boy with the hat yelled. Without hesitation, a small, yellow electric mouse sprang forward and shouted "PIKACHU" as his red cheeks flared with sparks and bolts of lightening shot out. They hit Jessie in her bum, causing her to scream and run around in circles quickly, until she suddenly smacked right into a telephone pole and fell backwards, blacking out on the sidewalk. James, meanwhile, was still trying to pull his head out of the Victoribell's mouth.
"Meeeeeowth! I'm outta here!" The smart-talking cat mewed, then quickly bolted off down the street and out of sight.
"Misty, is that kid okay?"
The girl, Misty, knelt down beside Harry, who had been so surprised by Pikachu that he had fallen with an oof into the dusty road.
"Yeah, he's fine Ash." She said as she offered her hand. He gratefully accepted it and was pulled to his feet. It was then that Hedwig, Harry's pet owl, stuck his head out from inside Harry's robes. It let out a long and low disturbed hoot.
"Oh, Hedwig, I didn't know you were napping in there!" Harry exclaimed as he pulled the owl out from his robes.
"Woah," Ash's eyes began to jiggle like jello, "Would'ya look at that Hoot Hoot?"
Harry gave Ash an odd stare, "Perhaps a preschooler would call an owl a hoot hoot, but I'd expect better from you."
Brock, the older boy, raised one eyebrow, "What did you call it? An 'owl'?"
"Surley you have owls on this island?"
"As a matter of fact we do," Ash said quickly, "but they don't look like that, and we call them Hoot Hoots."
Harry burst out laughing, "That's the most absurd thing I've ever heard! Why, that's like calling a cat a 'Meow Meow'!"
"What are you on about, you psycho?" Ash was beginning to get angry. "We don't have owls or cats here. We have pokemon."
"Pokemon?" Harry repeated.
Ash cowarded backwards, taking several steps away from Harry, as if Harry had some horrible disease.
"You don't know what a... a pokemon is?!" He gasped.
Misty stared dumbfoundly at Harry, "Please tell me you're joking." she said.
"Just exactly how hard did you hit your head when you fell out of that bag?" Brock asked.
"Are you people complete wackjobs?" Harry blurted, "I don't know what this 'pokemon' is that you speak of. All I know is that I have a pet a owl, a species of bird, an animal."
"Animal?"
"What is this guy on?"
"Don't you know anything?!"
"Of course I know things!"
"Well obviously you don't," Ash hissed, "because if you knew anything at all and had even a fraction of a brain in that thick head of yours, then you'd know what a pokemon is!"
That was it, Harry couldn't take the insults any longer. He promptly pulled his wand from his robes.
"You want to see something, Ash?"
Ash glanced nervously at Misty and Brock, and then back to Harry.
"S-sure.." he stuttered.
With a flick of his wand and a mutter of strange words, Harry magically made Ash's pants slide down his legs to reveal his boxers underneath, and Ash's body went out of control as it began to run rapidly around in circles, his arms flailing in the air all the while.
"OH MY GOSH ASH, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" Misty screamed; she was completely shocked by the behavior of her friend.
"I, I can't stop!" Ash cried, "What's going on?!" The look on his face was fear in it's purist form.
"Pika pi?" Pikachu stared at his owner; his mentor, his best friend, acting like a stupid clown in the middle of the street. Wait - not even a CLOWN would act that stupid!
Brock was only able to stare dumbly, he didn't know how to react.
Harry laughed, "You see? I do know a thing or two."
"You... you stay away from us, you demon child!" Misty shouted as she staggered back and clutched onto her Togepi.
"Make him stop right now!" Brock said firmly.
"Or what, you'll make your little pokemon attack me?"
"Stop it!" Misty screamed, "Make him stop!"
Harry flicked his wand and Ash immediatly stopped, regaining control of his limbs. He blushed as he pulled his pants back up.
"What are you, some kind of witch?" He asked as he buckled his belt.
"A wizard to be precise." Harry corrected him.
"Witch, wizard... what's the difference?"
"There's a big difference, you arrogant pigheaded muggle!"
"You're a good wizard, I hope?" Misty said, afraid to get close to him.
"A very good wizard, indeed." He said, "But I'm beginning to discover that your island possesses no magical powers at all?"
"Not really," Brock said, "everything in our world revolves around pokemon."
"And I'm beginning to discover that your world doesn't have pokemon?" Ash asked.
"That's right; I've never heard of the creatures before."
"We've never seen magic like yours before." said Misty as she became less afraid.
"Well, that explains a lot." Ash sighed, "I'm glad we understand where your coming from now."
"Me too," Harry said, "but I'm kind of eager to learn about your world."
"How did you get here?" Brock asked curiously.
"On my broomstick, naturally. Speaking of which..."
Harry walked to the potato sack that was still lying in the street. Jessie was a little ways off, still passed out from her run in with the telephone pole, and James was sitting near her, he had given up on trying to pull the Victorybell off his head. Harry reached into the sack and pulled out his Nimbus 2000.
He continued to explain, "I flew from across the sea. I live at Hogwart's School of Witchcraft and Wizardy."
"For real?" Ash said, "That broom can fly?"
"You mean you don't have flying brooms?"
"The only thing our brooms can do is sweep.."
"How unfortunate for you," Harry said, "they're a real blast."
"Your world sounds like fun!" Ash exclaimed, "Better than this boring place, anyway."
Harry looked around him, "What exactly is this place?"
"Pallet town, my hometown."
"Are there several towns on the island?"
"Oh yeah," Brock said, "tons."
Ash began to stroke his chin, "Man, how can we explain this to you?"
"You see, there are these roads that connect all the cities, and in each city there's a gym where you battle the gym owner and earn badges to play in leagues."
"Everyone owns pokemon for all sorts of different reasons. We're trainers and we're actually starting out on a new adventure..." Misty explained, "You should come along, it would be a great way for you to learn about our world."
"That sounds perfect!" Harry said, "But I've just got to get my friends over here. I can't imagine going on this adventure without them."
Misty shrugged her shoulders, "Fine by me."
Ash shrugged too, "The more the merrier."
"Hey guys," Brock said suddenly, "I have to head home to feed my brothers and sisters. Meet me early tomorrow morning and we'll set off from my house, okay?"
"Okay, Brock. See you later!" Misty waved.
Brock quickly hurried home, which was in a neighboring town.
Meanwhile, Ash brought Harry to his house, where Harry set to work writing a letter to his friends, Ron and Hermione. When he had finished, he slipped the letter into Hedwig's claws, who promtpy took off into the air with it, flying off towards the very distant Hogwarts.
"You mean that thing can deliver mail?" Ash asked.
Harry grinned, "Of course, what else are owls are good for?"
From up in the air, Hedwig let out a fierce screech.
"I mean, uh... they make great friends, too!" He said quickly, and then, after Hedwig was a little further away, he added in a whisper "But they have the most terrible tempers."
Chapter 1
Harry's Arrival and First Encounter With the World of Pokemon
It was a stormy Saturday afternoon, and Harry Potter's Quiddich practice had been cancelled due to the rain. The Quiddich season was almost over, the school year was coming to an end, and Harry was dreading going back to the Dursley's for another miserable summer alone. Being in a bit of a sad mood, he decided to take a ride on his broomstick; perhaps riding for a bit would help him sort out his thoughts so he could feel better. He hopped onto his Nimbus 2000 and headed away from Hogwarts. He was going in a direction that he had never been in before, thinking about how nice it was to look at some new scenery.
He came to the beach, but didn't stop. Harry continued to fly out over the water. He flew farther and farther away.
Suddenly, off in the distance, he spotted some land.
"What is that...?" He asked himself as he came closer to what appeared to be a large island. Deciding to land on the island and investigate, he flew down closer to the water.
Before Harry knew what was happening, he was knocked off his broom and flung into the icey water. He splashed in the large ocean, struggling to swim to the surface. He reached the top just in time to see what looked like a blue tail going under the water. He immediatly decided that a giant sea monster had attacked him, and he furiously searched the sea for his broom. Just as he spotted the prickly end bobbing up and down in the water, the sea monster emerged a mere ten feet off. Harry shuddered as he realized the dragon was even bigger than he had originally thought.
Much to the boy's surprise, two people suddenly popped their heads out from behind the dragon's neck. They were dressed in strange clothes; one had long and bright red hair, while the other had short and dull blue hair. There was a large 'R' on both their shirts.
"Geridos!" The red-head shouted as she stood up straight, "What do you think you're doing?"
"Jessie, who's that in the water?" The blue-haired boy said as he pointed at Harry.
"I don't know, James, and I don't care!" She snapped, "Let's get a move on!"
Suddenly, from behind the people, a cat who stood on his hind legs and had a sideways egg-shaped head jumped up and pointed towards the beach, "Meeeowth! We're losing that pesky kid!" It said in a panic.
Harry guessed that these people must not be muggles as he had first assumed, considering that they had a cat who could speak.
"Geridos, go!" The girl commanded in a loud voice. The dragon immediatly forgot about Harry and whipped around, swimming quickly towards the shore. Harry watched as they swam away at top speed and were soon out of his sight. He swam to his bobbing broom, climbed on with a bit of difficulty as it was slippery from the water, and shot off into the air once more.
From up in the air, Harry could see the Dragon sitting on the beach as the two people and their strange cat were running off towards a city. It was a small city, and Harry was very curious about it. He wondered if the people of this island knew magic, and if they did, did they know about Hogwarts?
Harry shot down to the island and flew beside the running people. The red haired girl, Jessie, was carrying a large potato sack, and her blue-hair friend, James, had a bug-catching net. The cat was running behind them, struggling to keep up.
"Pardon me, " Harry said politely as he flew along beside them, "but what on earth are you doing?"
"You again?" Jessie growled, "Leave us alone!"
"Jessie, he only asked a simple question!" James shouted from behind her.
"I don't care, James!" She yelled.
"Wait!" She said suddenly as she came to a halt, sticking her leg out to the side. James and the cat continued running, but tripped over her leg and crashed to the ground.
"Just where did you get that broomstick?" she said to him.
"My Nimbus 2000? It was a gift from Professor McGonagul."
"Nimbus what?" James said as he stood up from the ground and dusted himself off.
"Professor who?" Jessie added.
"Surely you've heard of Progessor McGonagul?"
"Surely I HAVEN'T!" Jessie snapped, "I don't know who you are, or where you came from, or why you have a broom that FLIES, but I don't care because it's probably worth millions!"
With that said, Jessie quickly flung the potato sack over Harry's head and held him tightly.
"Oooh!" James exclaimed with a stupid clap of his hands, "Good thinking, Jessie!"
"Meeeeeeeowth!" The cat cried out.
Jessie, James and Meowth were hurrying quickly down the lane. They soon entered the small city, and the first thing they did was stop a man who was crossing the street.
"Excuse me sir," James said with an overly happy grin, "but we have an offer that you simply can't refuse!"
The man looked over the two people, blinked his eyes at them, and then turned his nose into the air as he walked away.
"Jewrk." Meowth said spitting on the ground.
Suddenly a loud voice rang out from down the street, "What are you guys doing here?" It shouted. Harry was still in the bag, but he could tell the voice belonged to a young boy. He squirmed and wiggled his very hardest, but Jessie had a tight grasp on the sack.
Meowth squinted his eyes and peered down the street, "Hey, it's him! It's the kid!"
"Oh, and he has his pikachu!" James said as he clapped his hands dumbly.
"Stop clapping, you idiot, and go catch him!" Jessie screamed as she pointed down the street.
"But, but, you're using the bag! What I am supposed to catch him with?" James whined.
"YOUR HANDS? I DON'T KNOW! JUST GET HIM!"
James quickly shot down the street and tackled what he thought was the shouting boy, but as the large dust cloud cleared, he realized he was clutching tightly onto his Victorybell instead.
Meowth was nearly in stitches, laughing and rolling on the ground at the stupid mistake of his partner.
The Victorybelle began to growl, then promptly put it's entire mouth over James' head. James ran around screaming a very muffled "GET IT OFF", while the Victorybelle clung tightly with it's teeth and flapped around in the air.
The boy who had been shouting fell to the ground laughing.
Jessie had a bright red face to match her hair. She stomped her foot and began yelling at James, and Harry took the oppertunity to free himself. He kicked and kicked until the bag was dropped, then he dove out and was happy to see the sunlight. He got to his feet and looked around: to his right, Jessie and Meowth were shaking their fists in the air and yelling at James; to his left, James was running around in circles with a plant on his head; and farther to his left there were three kids, two boys and a girl, laughing at James. The girl, who was holding an egg shaped creature in her arms, gasped when Harry rolled out of the bag.
"You're catching PEOPLE now?" She screamed at Jessie and James.
"That's sick and wrong!" Said a boy with an old red baseball cap on top of his moppy black hair.
"We must stop them!" The second, slightly older boy said.
"Pikachu, GO!" The boy with the hat yelled. Without hesitation, a small, yellow electric mouse sprang forward and shouted "PIKACHU" as his red cheeks flared with sparks and bolts of lightening shot out. They hit Jessie in her bum, causing her to scream and run around in circles quickly, until she suddenly smacked right into a telephone pole and fell backwards, blacking out on the sidewalk. James, meanwhile, was still trying to pull his head out of the Victoribell's mouth.
"Meeeeeowth! I'm outta here!" The smart-talking cat mewed, then quickly bolted off down the street and out of sight.
"Misty, is that kid okay?"
The girl, Misty, knelt down beside Harry, who had been so surprised by Pikachu that he had fallen with an oof into the dusty road.
"Yeah, he's fine Ash." She said as she offered her hand. He gratefully accepted it and was pulled to his feet. It was then that Hedwig, Harry's pet owl, stuck his head out from inside Harry's robes. It let out a long and low disturbed hoot.
"Oh, Hedwig, I didn't know you were napping in there!" Harry exclaimed as he pulled the owl out from his robes.
"Woah," Ash's eyes began to jiggle like jello, "Would'ya look at that Hoot Hoot?"
Harry gave Ash an odd stare, "Perhaps a preschooler would call an owl a hoot hoot, but I'd expect better from you."
Brock, the older boy, raised one eyebrow, "What did you call it? An 'owl'?"
"Surley you have owls on this island?"
"As a matter of fact we do," Ash said quickly, "but they don't look like that, and we call them Hoot Hoots."
Harry burst out laughing, "That's the most absurd thing I've ever heard! Why, that's like calling a cat a 'Meow Meow'!"
"What are you on about, you psycho?" Ash was beginning to get angry. "We don't have owls or cats here. We have pokemon."
"Pokemon?" Harry repeated.
Ash cowarded backwards, taking several steps away from Harry, as if Harry had some horrible disease.
"You don't know what a... a pokemon is?!" He gasped.
Misty stared dumbfoundly at Harry, "Please tell me you're joking." she said.
"Just exactly how hard did you hit your head when you fell out of that bag?" Brock asked.
"Are you people complete wackjobs?" Harry blurted, "I don't know what this 'pokemon' is that you speak of. All I know is that I have a pet a owl, a species of bird, an animal."
"Animal?"
"What is this guy on?"
"Don't you know anything?!"
"Of course I know things!"
"Well obviously you don't," Ash hissed, "because if you knew anything at all and had even a fraction of a brain in that thick head of yours, then you'd know what a pokemon is!"
That was it, Harry couldn't take the insults any longer. He promptly pulled his wand from his robes.
"You want to see something, Ash?"
Ash glanced nervously at Misty and Brock, and then back to Harry.
"S-sure.." he stuttered.
With a flick of his wand and a mutter of strange words, Harry magically made Ash's pants slide down his legs to reveal his boxers underneath, and Ash's body went out of control as it began to run rapidly around in circles, his arms flailing in the air all the while.
"OH MY GOSH ASH, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" Misty screamed; she was completely shocked by the behavior of her friend.
"I, I can't stop!" Ash cried, "What's going on?!" The look on his face was fear in it's purist form.
"Pika pi?" Pikachu stared at his owner; his mentor, his best friend, acting like a stupid clown in the middle of the street. Wait - not even a CLOWN would act that stupid!
Brock was only able to stare dumbly, he didn't know how to react.
Harry laughed, "You see? I do know a thing or two."
"You... you stay away from us, you demon child!" Misty shouted as she staggered back and clutched onto her Togepi.
"Make him stop right now!" Brock said firmly.
"Or what, you'll make your little pokemon attack me?"
"Stop it!" Misty screamed, "Make him stop!"
Harry flicked his wand and Ash immediatly stopped, regaining control of his limbs. He blushed as he pulled his pants back up.
"What are you, some kind of witch?" He asked as he buckled his belt.
"A wizard to be precise." Harry corrected him.
"Witch, wizard... what's the difference?"
"There's a big difference, you arrogant pigheaded muggle!"
"You're a good wizard, I hope?" Misty said, afraid to get close to him.
"A very good wizard, indeed." He said, "But I'm beginning to discover that your island possesses no magical powers at all?"
"Not really," Brock said, "everything in our world revolves around pokemon."
"And I'm beginning to discover that your world doesn't have pokemon?" Ash asked.
"That's right; I've never heard of the creatures before."
"We've never seen magic like yours before." said Misty as she became less afraid.
"Well, that explains a lot." Ash sighed, "I'm glad we understand where your coming from now."
"Me too," Harry said, "but I'm kind of eager to learn about your world."
"How did you get here?" Brock asked curiously.
"On my broomstick, naturally. Speaking of which..."
Harry walked to the potato sack that was still lying in the street. Jessie was a little ways off, still passed out from her run in with the telephone pole, and James was sitting near her, he had given up on trying to pull the Victorybell off his head. Harry reached into the sack and pulled out his Nimbus 2000.
He continued to explain, "I flew from across the sea. I live at Hogwart's School of Witchcraft and Wizardy."
"For real?" Ash said, "That broom can fly?"
"You mean you don't have flying brooms?"
"The only thing our brooms can do is sweep.."
"How unfortunate for you," Harry said, "they're a real blast."
"Your world sounds like fun!" Ash exclaimed, "Better than this boring place, anyway."
Harry looked around him, "What exactly is this place?"
"Pallet town, my hometown."
"Are there several towns on the island?"
"Oh yeah," Brock said, "tons."
Ash began to stroke his chin, "Man, how can we explain this to you?"
"You see, there are these roads that connect all the cities, and in each city there's a gym where you battle the gym owner and earn badges to play in leagues."
"Everyone owns pokemon for all sorts of different reasons. We're trainers and we're actually starting out on a new adventure..." Misty explained, "You should come along, it would be a great way for you to learn about our world."
"That sounds perfect!" Harry said, "But I've just got to get my friends over here. I can't imagine going on this adventure without them."
Misty shrugged her shoulders, "Fine by me."
Ash shrugged too, "The more the merrier."
"Hey guys," Brock said suddenly, "I have to head home to feed my brothers and sisters. Meet me early tomorrow morning and we'll set off from my house, okay?"
"Okay, Brock. See you later!" Misty waved.
Brock quickly hurried home, which was in a neighboring town.
Meanwhile, Ash brought Harry to his house, where Harry set to work writing a letter to his friends, Ron and Hermione. When he had finished, he slipped the letter into Hedwig's claws, who promtpy took off into the air with it, flying off towards the very distant Hogwarts.
"You mean that thing can deliver mail?" Ash asked.
Harry grinned, "Of course, what else are owls are good for?"
From up in the air, Hedwig let out a fierce screech.
"I mean, uh... they make great friends, too!" He said quickly, and then, after Hedwig was a little further away, he added in a whisper "But they have the most terrible tempers."