Magical Directions
A Harry Potter/Glee/AVPM Crossover
Takes place in the HP and the Chamber of Secrets. This story will have elements of most or all of the Potter books, Glee episodes, and, yes, AVPM/AVPS. It starts with the Gleeks being fourteen as they are freshmen instead of First Years. Harry, Hermione, and Ron would be fifteen as they are a year ahead of the Gleeks.
Chapter One: Saving Artie
The Hogwarts Express stopped at Hogsmeade Station. Its passengers quickly stuffed their candy into the deep pockets of their robes, pulling their luggage down from the overhead storage. Students piled out of the train, pushing and shoving smaller children out of their way. Freshmen gathered together, making their way to a giant of a man as he beckoned them over to him.
Everyone felt very small when they looked up at the man. The gigantic human being had a long shaggy beard, and was about twice the size anyone should ever be. "Well, welcome to yer freshman year at Hogwarts. I'm Hagrid and I'm gonna take ye up to the school fer sortin'. Right, if ye'll just follow me."
Near the back of the group of freshmen was a small, slender boy named Kurt Hummel. Kurt hadn't known he was a wizard until just a few weeks ago when he had gotten his letter. His mother had been a witch, but his father had never told him. Kurt had neglected to change into his uniform, simply slipping his Hogwarts robe over his designer jeans and silk shirt. He had been too distracted on the train to change; he'd do so later when he got up to his dorm.
He trailed along after other freshmen and Hagrid. Eventually after walking through the little town of Hogsmeade, they were taken to the edge of a huge lake. On the far side was a beautiful old castle, looking like it belonged in a fairy tale, presumably Hogwarts,
A Latina girl smirked, "What are we supposed to do? Swim?" As she said this, boats appeared, seeming to float up out of the water and yet perfectly dry inside.
"Right, four per boat," Hagrid huffed, getting into his own boat and completely taking it up by himself.
One boy in a wheel chair had to be strapped onto a sort of raft that appeared especially for him.
Kurt found himself in a boat with a brunette girl who introduced herself as Rachel, a handsome boy with curly black hair named Blaine, and Mercedes whom Kurt had sat next to on the train and got along well with.
"What house do you think you'll be sorted into?" Rachel asked as the boats set off towards Hogwarts.
Mercedes shrugged, "I don't know, not Slytherin."
"Defiantly not Slytherin," Blaine and Kurt agreed.
Rachel flicked her long brown hair over her shoulder, "I don't know Slytherin wouldn't be that bad. They encourage ambition and I have lots of that."
"I hope I'm in Gryffindor, but I'll probably be in Hufflepuff. Ravenclaw wouldn't be bad I suppose," Kurt sighed, pulling his robe closer around him as it was rather a cold night.
"I bet you'll be in Gryffindor, Kurt," Blaine said, laying a gentle hand on Kurt's shoulder.
Kurt frowned, "You just met me. How can you know?"
"You seem like a Gryffindor."
Another boat bumped into theirs making it rock. "Hey," Kurt shouted, grasping to the side of the boat to stop from falling into the icy water. The sarcastic girl from earlier, the Latina, was sitting in the boat that had bumped into theirs. A kid with a Mohawk had his wand out and was making their boat go in every which direction. A second girl, with wavy blonde hair, was giggling. She obviously thought the ride was great fun. "Watch where you're going next time," Kurt yelled after them as they sped away.
"Well, she's a Slytherin," Mercedes declared, "Mohawk boy to probably."
Kurt nodded in agreement, settling back into his seat on the boat. Someone screamed and there was the sound of a splash. Kurt spotted the source of the sound, the boy on the raft had been knocked out of his wheelchair by the Latina's boat. Without thinking, Kurt dove in. Mercedes and Rachel shouted at him to come back and Blaine tried to pull him back in the boat.
Kurt flinched at the cold water, the iciness of it filling his body. He swam over to the wheelchair boy, who was desperately using his arms to stay above water. "You okay," Kurt asked, his previously perfectly styled brunette hair sticking to his head. He slipped an arm around the wheelchair boy, using the other to propel them both to the shore which wasn't far away.
He pulled the boy onto the shore, shivering as the air hit his wet skin. Hagrid was out of his boat, coming over to them. "What happen'd?" he gave them both his thick fur coat, which was wonderfully warm, even if it did smell a bit.
"One of the boats banged into my raft," the wheel chair boy said, his teeth chattering, wrapping his side of the enormous coat around him. "I'm Artie by the way," he said to Kurt, shaking his hand, "thanks for pulling me out. I can't exactly swim," he gestured to his limp legs.
"I'm Kurt."
A man with curly brown hair had hurried down from Hogwarts, probably to find out what was taking the freshmen so long. "Hagrid, what happened?" he said, eyeing the toppled raft still floating in the water and the two shivering boys sitting on the ground, wrapped up in Hagrid's coat.
"That's what I was just findin' out Professer Schuester. This lad here pulled this un out of the water after he was push'd in."
Professor Schuester used his wand to bring the wheelchair, drying it and setting it on the ground. "Take the rest of the freshmen up to the castle; I'll bring these two boys up in a few minutes. We'll start the sorting ceremony when I get there, tell Dumbledore please Hagrid."
Hagrid nodded in reply, herding the rest of the freshmen away.
"You're a very brave young man," Schuester said to Kurt, using his wand to dry him and Artie off. "I will expect you to be sorted into my house, is that understood?" he smiled.
"You're the head of…"
"Gryffindor House. I'm sure you would fit in well there," he and Kurt helped Artie get back into his wheel chair. They walked up to the castle, Artie's wheelchair rolling itself magically, without having to be pushed.
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