The Sannins and the Order of the Phoenix

Naruto/ Harry Potter crossover

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto nor Harry Potter, characters and stuff all belongs to Masashi Kishimoto and JKR.

Um, about the last fan fiction I wrote (Akamaru's mind). Sorry I kind of ditched it and flew to this story, since I had "writer's block" going on in my previous story…I couldn't stop writing this though…hope you'll find it funny:) Reviews will increase the happiness in my life.

WAIT! I NEED TO SAY A FEW WORDS BEFORE CHAPTER 1 BEGINS:

Thanks to two of my 'reviewers', I notice that from chapter 2 all the way to chapter 5, I've made a very stupid mistake: I've written the word 'tongue' as 'tough' and not even knowing it! Sheesh.... I tried to correct every 'tough' throughout all of my chapters though. So if you still see some 'tough's luring around, please tell me and I'll correct that too. THANKYOU!

Chapter 1: Carelessness

With one swift movement, Tsunade had managed to snatch the potion out of Jiraiya's hand, while spilling droplets of it onto Orochimaru's shirt.

"Careful, you two." Orochimaru glared at them. Jiraiya snorted, "Watch who you're talking to, Orochi. It is the existence of this- (he pointed to Tsunade) –that made our live clearly miserable." He then flung his arm across the table with frustration, knocking the beaker full of frog's eyes and causing to sway dangerously on the table's edge.

"Watch it, idiot!" Tsunade hissed, "We won't want our sensei to find us fidgeting his stuff, do we?"

The legendary sannins weren't as mature as we thought they would be now back when they were still teenagers. Jiraiya, Orochimaru and Tsunade, currently 15 year-old, had unfortunately still not took their advanced ninja training seriously (in Orochimaru's case, in destroying his homeland), while Sarutobi had a rather hard time controlling their behavior. He was yet quite lucky that his students hadn't managed to explode his private lab in half (Jiraiya looked rather frustrated at this thought).

Jiraiya walked to Tsunade carrying a whole bunch of dried owl guts. "Cool, isn't it?" He beamed, showing her the brown little lumps he was holding. He smirked when Tsunade made a disgusted face. "Put that away!" She hissed through clenched teeth. "As if I would care." Came the reply.

To Tsunade's horror, Jiraiya casually dumped the stuff into a nearby cauldron and started stirring with a stick like a witch. Orochimaru approached the colorless Tsunade, glanced at the now bubbling cauldron and frowned, "Are you sure of what you are doing?" He looked up at Jiraiya, who was now grinning from ear to ear. Tsunade gulped as the cauldron started to shake.

"What can it possibly do?" Jiraiya shrugged, "I mean, it's not like it can blow us up or anything can it?"

"Jiraiya!" Tsunade bellowed, eyes still glued to the violent liquid steaming inside the cauldron, "Just turn and look."

Jiraiya turned, just in time to see the liquid smoking rather seriously. Before he would even utter a word, the liquid exploded into think, wet, purple mist which surrounded all three of the Sannins with such speed that Orochimaru thought he'd suddenly went blind. He could hear both his teammates and himself coughing like mad, while he watched in horror as his own hands started to fade, and later on so did his entire body.

Tsunade screamed, yet all Orochimaru could hear were the hissing of the whirling smoke and his own heartbeat. His eyelids started to close and soon his vision was completely blank.