Author's Note: Hi y'all! It's Princess Trunks! This is a story my brother
started, then handed over to me. It may or may not be as good as my other
story, Mysterious Comer (it's a DBZ related story). Please R&R! I'd like to
hear what you have to say about it! ^_^
Here's the story...
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Fowl meets Potter
Chapter 1 New Neighbors
Two men stood outside on the long stretch of tar. The younger of the two looked impatiently up and down the strip. Artemis Fowl was ready for a vacation from his normal life. He and his butler, Butler, were standing on the Fowl Airfield waiting for their plane to pick them up.
Eventually, the sound of rumbling engines reached the ears of young Artemis. He picked up his carry on bag and tapped his foot against the pavement as the jet rolled to a halt. The door opened and a set of foldable stairs descended to the ground. Artemis climbed onboard as Butler loaded the twenty large suitcases into the cargo hold of the jet.
Artemis threw his carry on in an aisle seat halfway to the back of the medium sized plane before plopping down next to the window. He sighed deeply as Butler climbed onboard.
~*~
"Butler, go to the pilot of this hollowed out piece of scrap metal and find out why we are still on the ground after three hours," Artemis snapped irritably.
"Yes sir," Butler immediately replied good naturedly. Even he was getting a little annoyed of waiting on the Fowl Air jet they were on. Fortunately he remembered his favorite copies of 'Guns and Ammo'.
Sadly Artemis Fowl only had his laptop, the one the centaur, Foaly, had upgraded. Already Artemis had experimented with everything on the new program.
Artemis and Butler were on a plane that was to take then to Little Whinging, Salisbury in England for their vacation. They had bought a cozy little house on Privit Drive. To be exact, 2 Privit Drive.
~*~
"Where is that stinking car!!?" Artemis exclaimed furiously. "We have been here all day and we are still waiting! We pay thousands of dollars to purchase a vacation home in...in...where was it again Butler?"
"Little Whinging, Salisbury," he replied a little annoyed himself.
"Thank you Butler," replied Artemis. He blew a few strands of hair back out of his face as he gazed down the street.
A couple of minutes later sounds of a loud car could be heard in the near distance. Artemis turned to gaze at the oncoming vehicle, while Butler remained unfazed with his back to the road. As soon as the driver parked the car, he jumped out and threw open the trunk lid. Butler picked up the baggage and began to load up the trunk. He was amazed how easily all twenty suitcases fit nicely. Pondering over the size of the trunk, Butler shut the lid and turned to where Artemis Fowl was still standing. The driver was continuously apologizing for taking so long to arrive.
After waving away the driver's apologies, Artemis glanced at Butler. Apparently he had no trouble loading the luggage. But he was surprised that none of the twenty suitcases had to be tied to the roof of the car.
'What in the world? There's no way all twenty of them could fit into that tiny trunk!' thought Artemis as he climbed in the back seat of the car. Butler shut the door for him before climbing in the front passenger seat.
As he was driven to their summerhouse, Artemis pondered over his past adventures with the fairies and wondered if his next adventure would be just as interesting.
Three hours later, Artemis Fowl, Jr. and Butler stood in front of their summer residence. As Butler examined the surroundings, Artemis walked up to the door and opened it.
Next door, Butler saw a skinny black-haired boy with glasses mowing the lawn. Another boy, rather round, was sitting on the steps munching on a bag of candy, making fun of the black-haired kid. Butler made a mental note to keep an eye on those two. To him, the round boy seemed like he was a real troublemaker, but he wasn't sure about the other kid.
After Butler had unloaded the trunk of the car and got everything inside, the doorbell rang.
"Butler, please get the door for me. Who could it be" Artemis exclaimed exasperated.
Butler sighed. First a plane that won't take off, then an extremely late car, a very long drive, getting lost in the neighborhood, and now welcoming neighbors.
"What's next?" Butler muttered to himself as he opened the front door.
On the porch were a tall skinny woman, a rather large man, the skinny black- haired boy he had seen earlier, and the rather round boy he had also seen earlier.
"Hello, hello. My name is Petunia Dursley. This is my husband Vernon and my son Dudley," said the lady. "Oh, this is my worthless nephew Harry."
"Nice to meet you," Butler said with a noticeably false smile on his face.
"This is for you Mr. –" Petunia said while yanking the pumpkin pie out of Harry's hands.
"Butler," he replied as Petunia Dursley handed him the pie. "Tell me. Do you happen to know anyone I can hire to work for me?" Butler inquired. He sniffed the air slightly. The pie smelled like it was made of apples.
"Why, yes, I do," Petunia exclaimed excitedly. "My nephew here has a business. He can do whatever you ask of him. He charges ten pounds an hour. Get moving, Harry," she added nastily.
As soon as Harry entered the house, Butler closed the door forcefully in the Dursley's face.
"Artemis, I've hired a boy named Harry to aid us in our unpacking," he called into the tiny house.
"All right Butler!" Artemis yelled back from somewhere upstairs.
"You can go upstairs and start by helping Master Artemis," Butler said. Harry nodded and walked over to the stairs
As Harry climbed the stairs he wondered what this Artemis Fowl guy was like. 'By the looks of the that other guy, Butler, this Fowl character can't be much better. Especially since Butler works for Fowl!' Harry thought to himself.
When he got to the top of the stairs, Harry looked around and realized that he didn't know where Fowl was.
"Excuse me, Mr. Fowl, but where are you?" Harry called into the apparently empty floor.
"I'm in the master bedroom!" Artemis yelled. 'This is probably the kid Butler hired,' he thought while unpacking.
Harry walked in to find a raven-haired, pale boy standing over a half- unpacked suitcase. There were still nineteen more still waiting to be unpacked. Without hesitation, Harry grabbed the nearest suitcase and dragged it over to the bed on the other side of the room. Artemis watched for a moment before returning to his own suitcase.
"Um, is this Butler's clothing?" asked Harry after he got the suitcase up on the bed and opened.
"Yes. His room is across the hall. If you could just run it over—" Artemis started. He never finished for Harry had just walked out the door with the suitcase. Artemis sighed slightly.
Once in the hallway, Harry dragged the heavy suitcase full of Butler's stuff to the appropriate room Harry was about to drop the heavy suitcase right inside the door when he heard Butler speak up.
"Over here by the bed please, Harry." Harry looked up, startled. His keen eyes hadn't spotted Butler standing in the shadows. After Harry got the suitcase to the bed and had left, Butler began to unpack his own clothing. Just as he finished, Harry was back, dragging more suitcases. All of them held Butler's things.
In the master bedroom, only ten of the twenty suitcases remained, three of them unpacked. Together Harry and Artemis unpacked them. They hardly talked; only the few questions Harry had about where everything went were said.
Nearly an hour later, the two fifteen year old boys had everything unpacked. Artemis handed Harry thirty pounds. Harry thanked him and walked downstairs. On the way, Harry almost ran into Butler.
"Careful, Harry," Butler said. "Did Master Fowl pay you already?"
"Yes, sir," the teen boy replied. Butler nodded and allowed Harry to leave. Harry crossed the yard to four Privit Drive where he could see the back of Dudley's head on the couch. Dudley was watching television and most likely eating something. Harry shook his head before walking to the front door. He slowly opened it and stepped inside.
"I'm back!" Harry called out to no one in particular. His relatives really didn't care whether he came back or not. Harry went upstairs to his room. He shut the door so he wouldn't have to listen to the Dursleys. Flopping on his bed, Harry fell asleep.
~*~
"Why haven't we found Potter yet?" a cold voice said. Its source was from an armchair in the shadows. A fire was in the fireplace, its glow reflecting in the red eyes of the armchair's occupant.
"We are unable to locate his whereabouts due to an unplottable charm placed upon his place of residence, Master," a voice replied. In front of the shadowy armchair was a man dressed in black; he was kneeling on his left knee, head bent low.
"If we do not find him before he returns to Hogwarts, Fudge, then I will be forced to punish you farther," said the cold voice, raising his wand and pointing it at the kneeling man.
"M-Master, why-" He was cut off as the Cruciatus Curse hit him, causing the kneeling man to fall to the floor screaming in total pain. The pain lasted for what seemed like a long time, but really only a few seconds.
"Do not fail me Fudge," said the cold voice as he lifted the curse.
"Y-Yes, M-Master."
~*~
Harry woke up with a start, drenched in sweat. His scar was burning; it felt like his head would split open. Silently he got up and crossed his room to his mirror. His scar looked normal enough, but it was still throbbing in pain. Harry looked at his repaired alarm clock. It was only two in the afternoon. He decided to go down and fix himself some kind of lunch.
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Artemis and Butler were in their living room, having just finished eating. Artemis thought about the boy, Harry, who had helped them to unpack all of their suitcases. Harry didn't seem like an average boy to Artemis. He seemed different, but Artemis couldn't tell how. To him, it seemed like Harry loathed his relatives, and Artemis couldn't figure out why.
Throughout the summer, Artemis Fowl and his neighbor, Harry, became more and more acquainted. One could almost call them good friends. Harry was hired by Butler many more times for jobs like cleaning the house, mowing the lawn, and other simple things.
Then one day, in the middle of July, a pair of owls flew to Artemis and Harry, who were sitting outside on the porch of two Privit Drive. Harry held out his arm and both owls tried to perch there. Unfortunately there was only room for one. The owl dutifully held out its leg to allow Harry to remove the letter. Once the letter was gone, and the owl left, the other owl flew down to Harry. He repeated the process and the second owl flew off. Harry looked at both letters. One was addressed to him, the other to Artemis Fowl. Confused, Harry gave Artemis the letter that was addressed to him. Harry opened his. It included all the normal information; where to catch the train, when school started, and what course books he would need.
Artemis flipped over his letter to find a red seal holding it shut. With closer examination, Artemis saw the word 'Hogwarts' above a crest containing a lion, a serpent, a badger, and a raven. He pulled it open and read the smooth, flowing handwriting.
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore
(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock,
Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)
Dear Mr. Fowl,
Due to unfortunate circumstances we were unable to contact you for the
past four years.
You have been accepted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
You will be placed in fifth year, so you will have to work hard to
catch up to the rest of your classmates.
Class starts September first. We await your owl no later than July 31.
Sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress
Artemis looked in the folder and found a second piece of paper. He pulled it out and looked at it. It was a list of school supplies he would need for the upcoming year and a permission slip to allow him to go to Hogsmead on certain weekends.
'I'll have to persuade Butler to sign this for me pretending to be my guardian,' thought Artemis.
In closed in the letter to Harry, there was a short note from Dumbledore.
Harry-
As you may have noticed, Artemis Fowl has received a letter from us as
well as yourself. Due to unfortunate circumstances, we are just now
able to contact him. Please help him buy his school things at Diagon
Alley. And show him how to get to Platform Nine and Three-Quarters.
I am counting on you.
Harry looked over at Artemis, who had a slightly confused look posted on his face. Artemis looked up at Harry and locked eyes. Harry grinned at the boy.
"Where exactly is this Hogwarts?" Artemis asked, testing the water which was sitting beside him the entire time. It was still cold.
"It's a castle in northern England," replied Harry grinning. "Every year the schools send out letters inviting people who show some magic talent to the school."
Artemis was feeling nervous. How would he explain to his parents? Would they let him stay in England for a few years?
"Harry, where would you get these kinds of things?"
"In Diagon Alley, London. I'll take you there in the morning."
"Good night, Harry."
"Good night, Artemis."
~*~
Back inside four Privit Drive, Harry wrote a quick letter to Dumbledore.
Professor Dumbledore,
Artemis Fowl received his letter with no problems. I'm taking him to
Diagon Alley tomorrow to get school supplies.
Hope you had a good summer,
Harry Potter
He persuaded Hedwig to wake up and take the letter to Dumbledore. Once she was out of sight, Harry went down to a small supper of hem.
~*~
"Butler, how am I going to tell my parents that we're staying here for a while?" asked Artemis after explaining the whole situation to his manservant.
"I suggest you leave the entire thing to me. I will explain it to them," Butler replied calmly.
"Thank you Butler." The door bell rang a few moments later. Their dinner had arrived. Butler had called the local pizza place and ordered a pizza for dinner earlier. The two of them ate in silence then retired for the night.
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Fowl meets Potter
Chapter 1 New Neighbors
Two men stood outside on the long stretch of tar. The younger of the two looked impatiently up and down the strip. Artemis Fowl was ready for a vacation from his normal life. He and his butler, Butler, were standing on the Fowl Airfield waiting for their plane to pick them up.
Eventually, the sound of rumbling engines reached the ears of young Artemis. He picked up his carry on bag and tapped his foot against the pavement as the jet rolled to a halt. The door opened and a set of foldable stairs descended to the ground. Artemis climbed onboard as Butler loaded the twenty large suitcases into the cargo hold of the jet.
Artemis threw his carry on in an aisle seat halfway to the back of the medium sized plane before plopping down next to the window. He sighed deeply as Butler climbed onboard.
~*~
"Butler, go to the pilot of this hollowed out piece of scrap metal and find out why we are still on the ground after three hours," Artemis snapped irritably.
"Yes sir," Butler immediately replied good naturedly. Even he was getting a little annoyed of waiting on the Fowl Air jet they were on. Fortunately he remembered his favorite copies of 'Guns and Ammo'.
Sadly Artemis Fowl only had his laptop, the one the centaur, Foaly, had upgraded. Already Artemis had experimented with everything on the new program.
Artemis and Butler were on a plane that was to take then to Little Whinging, Salisbury in England for their vacation. They had bought a cozy little house on Privit Drive. To be exact, 2 Privit Drive.
~*~
"Where is that stinking car!!?" Artemis exclaimed furiously. "We have been here all day and we are still waiting! We pay thousands of dollars to purchase a vacation home in...in...where was it again Butler?"
"Little Whinging, Salisbury," he replied a little annoyed himself.
"Thank you Butler," replied Artemis. He blew a few strands of hair back out of his face as he gazed down the street.
A couple of minutes later sounds of a loud car could be heard in the near distance. Artemis turned to gaze at the oncoming vehicle, while Butler remained unfazed with his back to the road. As soon as the driver parked the car, he jumped out and threw open the trunk lid. Butler picked up the baggage and began to load up the trunk. He was amazed how easily all twenty suitcases fit nicely. Pondering over the size of the trunk, Butler shut the lid and turned to where Artemis Fowl was still standing. The driver was continuously apologizing for taking so long to arrive.
After waving away the driver's apologies, Artemis glanced at Butler. Apparently he had no trouble loading the luggage. But he was surprised that none of the twenty suitcases had to be tied to the roof of the car.
'What in the world? There's no way all twenty of them could fit into that tiny trunk!' thought Artemis as he climbed in the back seat of the car. Butler shut the door for him before climbing in the front passenger seat.
As he was driven to their summerhouse, Artemis pondered over his past adventures with the fairies and wondered if his next adventure would be just as interesting.
Three hours later, Artemis Fowl, Jr. and Butler stood in front of their summer residence. As Butler examined the surroundings, Artemis walked up to the door and opened it.
Next door, Butler saw a skinny black-haired boy with glasses mowing the lawn. Another boy, rather round, was sitting on the steps munching on a bag of candy, making fun of the black-haired kid. Butler made a mental note to keep an eye on those two. To him, the round boy seemed like he was a real troublemaker, but he wasn't sure about the other kid.
After Butler had unloaded the trunk of the car and got everything inside, the doorbell rang.
"Butler, please get the door for me. Who could it be" Artemis exclaimed exasperated.
Butler sighed. First a plane that won't take off, then an extremely late car, a very long drive, getting lost in the neighborhood, and now welcoming neighbors.
"What's next?" Butler muttered to himself as he opened the front door.
On the porch were a tall skinny woman, a rather large man, the skinny black- haired boy he had seen earlier, and the rather round boy he had also seen earlier.
"Hello, hello. My name is Petunia Dursley. This is my husband Vernon and my son Dudley," said the lady. "Oh, this is my worthless nephew Harry."
"Nice to meet you," Butler said with a noticeably false smile on his face.
"This is for you Mr. –" Petunia said while yanking the pumpkin pie out of Harry's hands.
"Butler," he replied as Petunia Dursley handed him the pie. "Tell me. Do you happen to know anyone I can hire to work for me?" Butler inquired. He sniffed the air slightly. The pie smelled like it was made of apples.
"Why, yes, I do," Petunia exclaimed excitedly. "My nephew here has a business. He can do whatever you ask of him. He charges ten pounds an hour. Get moving, Harry," she added nastily.
As soon as Harry entered the house, Butler closed the door forcefully in the Dursley's face.
"Artemis, I've hired a boy named Harry to aid us in our unpacking," he called into the tiny house.
"All right Butler!" Artemis yelled back from somewhere upstairs.
"You can go upstairs and start by helping Master Artemis," Butler said. Harry nodded and walked over to the stairs
As Harry climbed the stairs he wondered what this Artemis Fowl guy was like. 'By the looks of the that other guy, Butler, this Fowl character can't be much better. Especially since Butler works for Fowl!' Harry thought to himself.
When he got to the top of the stairs, Harry looked around and realized that he didn't know where Fowl was.
"Excuse me, Mr. Fowl, but where are you?" Harry called into the apparently empty floor.
"I'm in the master bedroom!" Artemis yelled. 'This is probably the kid Butler hired,' he thought while unpacking.
Harry walked in to find a raven-haired, pale boy standing over a half- unpacked suitcase. There were still nineteen more still waiting to be unpacked. Without hesitation, Harry grabbed the nearest suitcase and dragged it over to the bed on the other side of the room. Artemis watched for a moment before returning to his own suitcase.
"Um, is this Butler's clothing?" asked Harry after he got the suitcase up on the bed and opened.
"Yes. His room is across the hall. If you could just run it over—" Artemis started. He never finished for Harry had just walked out the door with the suitcase. Artemis sighed slightly.
Once in the hallway, Harry dragged the heavy suitcase full of Butler's stuff to the appropriate room Harry was about to drop the heavy suitcase right inside the door when he heard Butler speak up.
"Over here by the bed please, Harry." Harry looked up, startled. His keen eyes hadn't spotted Butler standing in the shadows. After Harry got the suitcase to the bed and had left, Butler began to unpack his own clothing. Just as he finished, Harry was back, dragging more suitcases. All of them held Butler's things.
In the master bedroom, only ten of the twenty suitcases remained, three of them unpacked. Together Harry and Artemis unpacked them. They hardly talked; only the few questions Harry had about where everything went were said.
Nearly an hour later, the two fifteen year old boys had everything unpacked. Artemis handed Harry thirty pounds. Harry thanked him and walked downstairs. On the way, Harry almost ran into Butler.
"Careful, Harry," Butler said. "Did Master Fowl pay you already?"
"Yes, sir," the teen boy replied. Butler nodded and allowed Harry to leave. Harry crossed the yard to four Privit Drive where he could see the back of Dudley's head on the couch. Dudley was watching television and most likely eating something. Harry shook his head before walking to the front door. He slowly opened it and stepped inside.
"I'm back!" Harry called out to no one in particular. His relatives really didn't care whether he came back or not. Harry went upstairs to his room. He shut the door so he wouldn't have to listen to the Dursleys. Flopping on his bed, Harry fell asleep.
~*~
"Why haven't we found Potter yet?" a cold voice said. Its source was from an armchair in the shadows. A fire was in the fireplace, its glow reflecting in the red eyes of the armchair's occupant.
"We are unable to locate his whereabouts due to an unplottable charm placed upon his place of residence, Master," a voice replied. In front of the shadowy armchair was a man dressed in black; he was kneeling on his left knee, head bent low.
"If we do not find him before he returns to Hogwarts, Fudge, then I will be forced to punish you farther," said the cold voice, raising his wand and pointing it at the kneeling man.
"M-Master, why-" He was cut off as the Cruciatus Curse hit him, causing the kneeling man to fall to the floor screaming in total pain. The pain lasted for what seemed like a long time, but really only a few seconds.
"Do not fail me Fudge," said the cold voice as he lifted the curse.
"Y-Yes, M-Master."
~*~
Harry woke up with a start, drenched in sweat. His scar was burning; it felt like his head would split open. Silently he got up and crossed his room to his mirror. His scar looked normal enough, but it was still throbbing in pain. Harry looked at his repaired alarm clock. It was only two in the afternoon. He decided to go down and fix himself some kind of lunch.
~*~
Artemis and Butler were in their living room, having just finished eating. Artemis thought about the boy, Harry, who had helped them to unpack all of their suitcases. Harry didn't seem like an average boy to Artemis. He seemed different, but Artemis couldn't tell how. To him, it seemed like Harry loathed his relatives, and Artemis couldn't figure out why.
Throughout the summer, Artemis Fowl and his neighbor, Harry, became more and more acquainted. One could almost call them good friends. Harry was hired by Butler many more times for jobs like cleaning the house, mowing the lawn, and other simple things.
Then one day, in the middle of July, a pair of owls flew to Artemis and Harry, who were sitting outside on the porch of two Privit Drive. Harry held out his arm and both owls tried to perch there. Unfortunately there was only room for one. The owl dutifully held out its leg to allow Harry to remove the letter. Once the letter was gone, and the owl left, the other owl flew down to Harry. He repeated the process and the second owl flew off. Harry looked at both letters. One was addressed to him, the other to Artemis Fowl. Confused, Harry gave Artemis the letter that was addressed to him. Harry opened his. It included all the normal information; where to catch the train, when school started, and what course books he would need.
Artemis flipped over his letter to find a red seal holding it shut. With closer examination, Artemis saw the word 'Hogwarts' above a crest containing a lion, a serpent, a badger, and a raven. He pulled it open and read the smooth, flowing handwriting.
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore
(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock,
Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)
Dear Mr. Fowl,
Due to unfortunate circumstances we were unable to contact you for the
past four years.
You have been accepted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
You will be placed in fifth year, so you will have to work hard to
catch up to the rest of your classmates.
Class starts September first. We await your owl no later than July 31.
Sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress
Artemis looked in the folder and found a second piece of paper. He pulled it out and looked at it. It was a list of school supplies he would need for the upcoming year and a permission slip to allow him to go to Hogsmead on certain weekends.
'I'll have to persuade Butler to sign this for me pretending to be my guardian,' thought Artemis.
In closed in the letter to Harry, there was a short note from Dumbledore.
Harry-
As you may have noticed, Artemis Fowl has received a letter from us as
well as yourself. Due to unfortunate circumstances, we are just now
able to contact him. Please help him buy his school things at Diagon
Alley. And show him how to get to Platform Nine and Three-Quarters.
I am counting on you.
Harry looked over at Artemis, who had a slightly confused look posted on his face. Artemis looked up at Harry and locked eyes. Harry grinned at the boy.
"Where exactly is this Hogwarts?" Artemis asked, testing the water which was sitting beside him the entire time. It was still cold.
"It's a castle in northern England," replied Harry grinning. "Every year the schools send out letters inviting people who show some magic talent to the school."
Artemis was feeling nervous. How would he explain to his parents? Would they let him stay in England for a few years?
"Harry, where would you get these kinds of things?"
"In Diagon Alley, London. I'll take you there in the morning."
"Good night, Harry."
"Good night, Artemis."
~*~
Back inside four Privit Drive, Harry wrote a quick letter to Dumbledore.
Professor Dumbledore,
Artemis Fowl received his letter with no problems. I'm taking him to
Diagon Alley tomorrow to get school supplies.
Hope you had a good summer,
Harry Potter
He persuaded Hedwig to wake up and take the letter to Dumbledore. Once she was out of sight, Harry went down to a small supper of hem.
~*~
"Butler, how am I going to tell my parents that we're staying here for a while?" asked Artemis after explaining the whole situation to his manservant.
"I suggest you leave the entire thing to me. I will explain it to them," Butler replied calmly.
"Thank you Butler." The door bell rang a few moments later. Their dinner had arrived. Butler had called the local pizza place and ordered a pizza for dinner earlier. The two of them ate in silence then retired for the night.