Hello everyone! exospier here. I finally decided to try out a crossover story! This is just a short chapter, because I'm playing around with it a little bit and trying to see how the story goes. I know that Simon is a HUGE HP fan, and he always talks about reading Drarry fanfiction and all that, so I thought: Why not throw him into the story where he follows around his ship, even though he knows the two of them are "enemies"?

I hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer: Neither Simon Vs. The Homo Sapiens Agenda nor Harry Potter belongs to me.

Sure, maybe Simon should have been paying attention to the soccer game, but how could he when Bram Greenfeld was playing, flaunting his muscular legs right in front of him? And maybe he shouldn't have been as close to the playing field as he was in order to get a better look at his boyfriend, but so what? As a result, Simon, too distracted by Bram, did not notice the ball flying directly at his face. He noticed it at the last second, but it was too late then. The ball hit Simon on his forehead, knocking him to the ground. The people standing around Simon rushed right over and knelt down next to him, while the soccer players, who saw him go down with the ball, came running over from the playing field.

"Simon!" Bram yelled as he came running over. He knelt down where Simon was lying in the grass, eyes closed. "Simon, can you hear me? Simon!" He turned to Nick, Abby, and Leah who were kneeling down next to him, helplessness in his eyes. Bram gently placed a hand on Simon's sweaty, swollen forehead. "What do we do?"

When Simon woke up a few hours later, his head was pounding, and his entire body felt like it was on fire. He layed in bed, staring up at the ceiling, resting the back of his hand on his forehead.

"Simon! Simon!" An unfamiliar voice called his name. Simon, despite his head injury, quickly sat upright in bed, searching for the source of the voice. A bed down from him, he spotted a boy about his age with short, curly, blonde hair, and a black robe with a white shirt and a black and yellow striped tie underneath it.

'W-where am I? Where's Bram?" Simon frantically searched the room with his eyes. The room was mostly white, and was filled with many beds and medicinal herbs. No one occupied the room expect for him and the kid with the curly blonde hair. Am I in the hospital? Simon thought. Who is this kid?

"Who's Bram?" The other kid asked.

"He's my...who are you?" Simon looked at the boy.

"Simon, are you sure you're alright? You hit your head pretty hard," the boy worriedly asked.

"Where am I? Where are my friends? Where's Bram?!" Simon was panicking now. The curly haired boy began to get up off the bed.

"Stay right here, I'm going to get Madam Pomfrey, okay?"

"Madam Pomfrey?" Simon began to calm down a little, deeply taking in his surroundings. "Am I at...Hogwarts?"

"Yes, you are. Are you sure you're alright?"

Simon's worry turned to fascination. "And you're...Zacharias Smith." He said as a fact rather than a question.

The boy nodded. "So, you're alright, then?"

Simon began to get off the bed, looking around the Hospital WIng in amazement, paying no attention to Zacharias. "No. Freaking. Way."

"Freaking?" A look of confusion spread over Zacharias' face.

Simon ignored his question, turning around to face Zacharias, a huge grin spread over his face. "This is awesome."