Welcome to my first Harry Potter/Negima! Crossover story.
I will do my best to keep both universes balanced here. I've noticed that some other HP/Negima! crossovers have a bad case of the "Negi-Sues" where Negi is portrayed as being far more powerful than anyone in the HP universe. I will endeavor to not let that happen.
As for timelines: It's sometime Before the Goblet of Fire for Harry and friends. For Negi, it's a year after the trip to the Magical World. Since Ken Akamatsu hasn't brought them back yet I will make a few assumptions:
1) They all come back, even Chachamaru
2) Negi does not find his parents, but learns that both are still alive.
Please review. If you don't, I'll assume that there is no interest in the story and I'll cancel it.
That said, I hope you enjoy it!
Oh, and I don't own Negima! nor Harry Potter.
Story orginal created by author "TheForceIsStrongWithThisOne".
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The silence in the large room was broken by a loud knock on the heavy wooden door. The room's sole occupant looked up from his desk, putting the letter he was reading down before replying.
"Come in." He replied.
The room was bathed in the amber glow of dozens of candles which floated around the room, silently levitating as they illuminated the large office, which in addition to being full of strange and mysterious artifacts it had its walls covered with large portraits. Most of the figures in the portraits were asleep, which wasn't unusual considering how late it was.
It was pouring rain outside, which wasn't surprising considering it was already mid autumn. The rain was as cold and foreboding as was the mood of the current occupant of the room, a wizard named Albus Dumbledore. The door creaked open and three members of the Hogwarts staff entered the Headmaster's office while the door closed itself behind them, locking itself in the process.
"Minerva, Severus, Hagrid please forgive me for summoning you at this hour, but it is of the greatest importance. Please have a seat. Would you like some tea?"
Professors McGonagall and Snape accepted his offer to sit and all three agreed to have some tea. McGonagall's usual piercing expression was absent as she was still half asleep, while Snape sported his usual annoyed demeanor. Dumbledore poured the tea himself.
"It's a very nice blend of Earl Gray …" He informed them as Snape interrupted.
"Forgive me for interrupting, headmaster, but you didn't call us here at 2 o'clock in the morning to share your favorite tea with us, did you?"
Dumbledore put the teapot back onto its tray and covered it with a cozy. It was then that Hagrid saw a strange and unfamiliar owl perched in a far corner of the office. The animal looked ragged, as if it had just flown a great distance in the cold storm outside.
"No Severus, that is not why I asked you to come here at this ungodly hour."
"What is it Albus? Is it bad news?" McGonagall asked.
Dumbledore gestured at the ragged owl.
"I am afraid so Minerva. This owl arrived from the Ministry of Magic and was delayed by the storm. It arrived about 30 minutes ago. I am afraid that it has brought us some very bad news."
"Another escape from Azkaban?" Hagrid asked.
Dumbledore shook his head.
"If only it was merely that. No, I'm afraid that this news comes from the Mundus Magicus."
Snape snorted upon hearing the prelude to the news.
"The Magical World? With all due respect headmaster, why are we concerned about this? Most of the magical world's inhabitants are muggles, squibs or highly untalented wizards. They even use muggle technology there to compensate for their overall lack of magical talent."
"Yes Severus, what you say is correct. However, there are some very talented and powerful wizards there as well. You have heard of the Cosmo Entelecheia?"
"The Perfect World society? Of course, but why are we concerned? They are only interested in the Mundus Magicus." Snape replied in his gravelly monotone. "And wasn't it defeated last year by the so called Ala Alba, whoever they actually might be?"
Dumbledore picked up the letter and handed it to McGonagall.
"Apparently they weren't defeated completely." Dumbledore replied.
"And why is this our problem?" Snape asked in a borderline annoyed voice.
McGonagall gasped as she read the note.
"They're coming here, to England! In fact, they are already here."
"Interesting." Snape replied. "But wouldn't this be a matter for the Ministry's Aurors?"
"It says here that Ministry Intelligence believes that they will come to Hogwarts, to 'recruit' our students into their movement. Albus, this is terrible!"
"You give them too much credit Minerva. They won't be able to breach our defenses. Our students will be perfectly safe. If it will make you feel better we can borrow some Dementors from the ministry to patrol the school's periphery." Snape replied.
McGonagall shook her head.
"It says here that they already tried using Dementors to capture them, but the Dementors, all five of them, were petrified by their leader."
"Dementors? Petrified? I have heard of that being done in the past, but I assumed it was mere legend." Snape commented.
"A young wizard named Fate Averruncus is their leader, and he is the one who petrified the Dementors as well as the Aurors who were sent to apprehend him and his followers. But it's worse than that Severus. There are unofficial reports that former Deatheaters are approaching Cosmo Entelecheia and offering to join them. For now Hogwarts' location is unknown to them, but they will no doubt learn of where we are located when the Deatheaters join them." Dumbledore replied.
"So what do we do headmaster?" Hagrid asked.
"I have asked the Ministry to contact the Ala Alba for us."
"Albus, you mean they are here on Earth?" Minerva asked.
Dumbledore rose from his chair and walked around his office, stopping once in front of one of the portraits. By this point all of the portraits were awake and listening to the conversation.
"Yes Minerva. Unlike the Ala Rubra, the crimson wing, the Ala Alba was formed on Earth, in Mahora Academy in Japan."
"Mahora?" Hagrid asked. "Professor, I've never heard of a School of Magic by that name."
"That's because there isn't one!" Snape hissed. "Mahora is a muggle school!"
"Actually Severus, that isn't quite correct. While the majority of Mahora's student body are indeed muggles, or mundanes as they call them in Japan, Mahora is actually the seat of the Kantō Magic Association and is headed by an old friend of mine: Konoemon Konoe."
"Still, I am correct that wizards are not trained at Mahora." Snape added. "It is not a school of magic."
"Yes, Severus, however there are some very talented wizards stationed there. Including one who graduated from Merdiana Academy in Wales."
"From Merdiana? I have a Welsh cousin who went there." McGonagall interjected. "It's a small school. Who is it? Maybe I've heard of this wizard."
Dumbledore chuckled.
"I'm certain that you have heard of him Minerva. He's the head of the Ala Alba himself. He made quite a name for himself in the Mundus Magicus. He's even better known there now than his own father, who I once had the pleasure of meeting 20 years ago." Dumbledore remarked.
McGonagall gasped.
"You mean Negi Springfield, the son of the legendary Thousand Master, Nagi Springfield?"
Snape snorted.
"Wonderful, we get to host the other 'boy who lived'. I can't contain my excitement." Snape remarked dryly. "Do you have any idea of how many mock pactio cards I confiscate in my classes, Albus? And they all have him as the Master. It seems that every girl in Hogwarts wants to be Springfield's pactio partner. I know it's the Weasley twins who have been selling these counterfeit cards, and if I ever catch them selling them … but I digress. If Springfield shows up here it will become impossible to maintain order. Half the female student body will want to enter into a real pactio with him and in case any of you have forgotten we do not allow Hogwarts' students to form pactios."
Dumbledore chuckled.
"Relax Severus, Negi and the Ala Alba are not coming here to kiss our students or form pactios with them."
Hagrid cleared his throat.
"When will they arrive professor?"
"Tomorrow Hagrid. Negi and his group will arrive in the evening on the Hogwarts express, along with a few exchange students from some other schools. Minerva, would you be so kind as to prepare accommodations for Professor Springfield's companions in the Gryffindor dormitory?"
McGonagall looked again at the letter and read the names out loud.
"Asuna Kagurazaka, Konoka Konoe, Yue Ayase, Nodoka Miyazaki, Haruna Saotome, Kazumi Asakura, Setsuna Sakurazaki , Kaede Nagase, Ku Fei, Chisame Hasegawa and Chachamaru Karakuri. It also says that a ghost named Sayo Aisaka will be coming with them."
Snape spoke up again.
"If I am not mistaken these are all girls' names headmaster."
"It says here that they are all Negi's pactio partners. It also says that one partner, Chisame Hasegawa, almost chose to stay behind when she learned that she wouldn't be able to use something called a "computer" at Hogwarts as they require electricity to function." Minerva added.
Snape snatched the letter from McGonagall and quickly read it.
"It also says that most of these girls are muggles. Headmaster, is it a good idea to bring them here? It also says that the girl named Chachamaru is a robot."
"A robot? What's that?" Hagrid asked.
"It means she is a machine." Snape answered in his monotone, clearly annoyed. "A muggle contraption."
Dumbledore picked up a lemon drop and popped it into his mouth.
"It also says that when their contracts are invoked that they are quite formidable. Keep an open mind Severus; you might even learn something useful. Did you know that Negi has received training from Evangeline A.K. McDowell?"
McGonagall and Hagrid both gasped.
"You mean the Maga Nosferatu?" She asked. "Albus, you can't be serious!"
"Contain yourself Minerva. McDowell is a mere legend, a bogeyman used to frighten naughty children into behaving over the centuries." Snape retorted.
Snape stood up to leave.
"If you will excuse me headmaster, I need to get some sleep. Good night Minerva, Hagrid."
Snape marched out of the office, closing the door behind him. Dumbledore chuckled.
"Poor Severus, he takes himself so seriously at times."
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"Well, here we are again in London." Asuna remarked as they exited the terminal at Heathrow Airport where Japan Airlines was located. "I can't believe a whole year has passed since we were here last time."
As they approached the curb a van pulled up and the doors all opened by themselves. The vehicle had two occupants. One was an old man behind the wheel and the other was middle aged man wearing a rumpled tweed jacket.
"Professor Springfield?" The man in the tweed jacket asked. "My name is Arthur Weasley and I'm from the Ministry of Magic. We're here to take you to King's Cross Station."
As the Ala Alba climbed into the van Weasley handed a small, velvet bag to Negi that jingled as he took it.
"Complements of the Ministry, Professor. There isn't time to stop at Diagon alley to exchange your Muggle money for Wizard's money." Weasley remarked. "We must hurry as the Hogwarts' Express is being held back for you."
"This is going to be so exciting!" Konoka gushed. "My father told me all about the Hogwarts' Express. He rode it when he was an exchange student at Hogwarts."
"It's just a dumb train Konoka, and an old clunker too, it's nothing like our bullet trains back home." Asuna retorted.
"Actually, that isn't quite right." Yue contradicted the red head. "The Hogwarts Express is a magical train. While it has the appearance of an old steam locomotive powered train, the truth is that in many ways it's superior to any bullet train. Its antiquated appearance is merely an illusion."
"Is there anything you or bookstore don't know?" Asuna grumbled.
After a harrowing drive across London, which was enhanced by magic to make it shorter the van pulled up to King's Cross Station. Arthur Weasley helped the Ala Alba procure carts for their luggage and quickly led them to the column that would take them to platform 9¾, where a surprise awaited them.
"Anya!" The girls cheered in unison. "You're coming with us!"
The young Slavic sorceress smirked as she exchanged hugs with Negi's harem.
"Somebody has to keep Negi out of trouble."
The Hogwart's Express was making a special run to transport a group of exchange students to Hogwarts, which was the cover that Negi and his team were using. Dumbledore had made it clear that the student body at Hogwarts was going to be kept in the dark regarding Cosmo Entelecheia. The trip started out pleasantly as they pulled out of London. The weather was nice and the English countryside was bucolic. The stared out the windows, recalling their last visit when they rode a more conventional train to Wales. Since the train was mostly empty it had only a single passenger car. Negi and the Ala Alba quickly claimed the largest compartment and managed to squeeze in. Albert Chamomile, Negi's familiar or as Asuna sometimes called him, the "pervin' ermine" was sitting happily on Negi's shoulder when the lady with candy and treat cart stopped at their compartment.
"Would you like anything, love?" She asked in her sweet matronly voice. "I just loaded the cart."
"Do you have any chocolate frogs? I've never had one before, but I've heard they're very good." Negi replied.
"I most certainly do dear. How many would you like?"
"We'll take all of them!" Chamo enthused. "These babies are a confectionary delight! But don't forget to eat them fast!"
"We can't do that!" Asuna bellowed. "What if someone else wants one?"
The candy cart lady snickered.
"Oh don't worry dearie, I have more in the storage room."
Negi purchased all 50 of the chocolate frogs. As he paid for them Asuna opened the first box.
"Hey, it looks like a real frog!" She chimed in.
As Asuna examined her chocolate frog, it hopped out of its box.
"Hey! Come back!" She shouted.
Her command was ignored and the magical treat hopped out of their compartment and vanished into the passenger car.
"I told you to eat it fast Anesan!" Chamo taunted her.
Asuna stared into the now empty box.
"Stupid candy, I mean who makes candy that runs away from you anyway?" She paused as she saw something in the box. "Negi?"
Negi and the other girls, along with Chamo popped their frogs into their mouths, savoring the chocolaty treat.
"Yes Asuna?" He replied through a mouthful of Chocolate.
"There's a picture of you in this box." She replied as she handed the empty box to him.
"Well how about that, it is me!" Negi laughed.
The teacart lady's eyes widened as she recognized her customer.
"You're, you're Negi Springfield! The son of the Thousand Master!" She exclaimed.
Negi nodded sheepishly.
"At your service." He replied politely.
The woman began to search the pockets in her apron until she found a notepad and pen.
"Could I trouble you for your autograph, Professor Springfield?"
Negi smiled and graciously signed an autograph for her.
"Thank you sir, thank you … I'll leave you alone, I'm sure you want your privacy."
By this point heads began to poke out from the other compartments.
"Did she say that Negi Springfield is on the train?" A 6th year girl asked her friend.
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Ron Weasley was in a foul mood, and for good reason. Dinner had been delayed a whole hour because the Express was running late.
"Why can't they just eat later when they arrive? I'm starving!" Ron complained to Harry and Hermione.
"Stop being such a baby Ron, and look at the ceiling."
The ceiling in the great dining hall had been transformed to look like the interior of a Japanese pagoda. Huge banners with kanji script hung from on high, some were adorned with eastern representations of dragons and tigers.
"Bloody hell, what's with all that?" Ron continued to whine.
"There is a large group of Japanese exchange students arriving today, along with the other students. I also heard that their teacher is coming with them."
"Cheer up Weasley, maybe they'll date you since they won't know that you're a loser and a pauper!" Malfoy taunted him.
"Ignore him Ron, he's just being a twit, like always."
Hermione's half hearted pep talk was interrupted by the arrival of the exchange students. The last ones to enter the dining hall were the Japanese group.
"Whoa, not bad, not bad at all!" Fred remarked to his twin brother George Weasley.
"Major babe alert!" George replied.
Most of the students were already pre-assigned to a house and were guided immediately to the corresponding table. It was then that Hermione noticed that Dumbledore stepped up to the podium and was joined by the girls, who were accompanied by a young boy who looked no older than twelve. There were some murmurs as everyone in the dining hall noticed that some of the girls had dyed their hair blue, violet and even green. Dumbledore cleared his throat before speaking.
"I apologize for keeping you waiting for your dinner, but I wanted to give our guests from Japan's Mahora academy a special welcome. We are also fortunate to welcome their teacher, who also made the long journey to come visit us."
Hermione stared at the young boy and frowned.
"What is it Hermione?" Harry asked.
"No way, it can't be." She mumbled to herself.
"What can't be?" Harry asked, his face was betraying the confusion he was feeling.
Dumbledore continued speaking.
"I would like to convey a warm welcome to our visiting professor, a graduate of Merdiana Academy, the son of the Thousand Master, Professor Negi Springfield and his assistant, Miss Anastasia Yurievna Cocolova!"
Anya bristled at being described as Negi's assistant but said nothing. Meanwhile, nearly all of the girls in the dining hall stood on their feet and began to squeal while many waved their mock pactio cards at Negi, who stepped up to the podium. He waited for the din to die out, which it did not.
"Negi who?" Ron asked. Hermione merely rolled her eyes in response.
"Silence!" Snape roared. The room fell, silent.
Negi smiled nervously before he began his short speech.
"Thank you Headmaster. We are honored to be your guests and we thank you for your hospitality. I will be teaching a class on unincanted spells, more of a seminar really, after your regular school hours."
A few minor squeals echoed in the room.
"If anyone is interested, please see Professor Snape to sign up."
The squeals were replaced by moans.
"I hope I get a chance to meet all of you, especially Mr. Harry Potter. Thank you."
Negi walked back to the teachers table and sat down between Professor McGonagall and Anya. Dumbledore took the podium a second time.
"Our guests from Japan will be staying with Gryffindor House at Professor Springfield's request. And as soon as our guests are seated our feast will commence."
Dumbledore gestured to the Ala Alba girls, who walked to the Gryffindor table.
"Harry! We lucked out. They're staying with us!" Ron was unable to curb his enthusiasm.
"Correction." Hermione growled. "They're girls, they're staying with us."
Hermione's warning fell on deaf ears as several Gryffindor boys stood up and offered the Ala Alba girls their seats. Negi watched from his vantage point and chuckled. The girls seldom got to hang out with boys their own age and were now blushing as the gaijin boys fawned and fussed over them.
"You think they've never seen an Asian girl before." Hermione fumed. "What about Cho Chang?"
"Cho was born here Hermione, she's English." Harry replied. "And don't be jealous, I'm sure the novelty will soon wear off."
"Who's jealous?" Hermione snapped at him. "And you're being all cool about this because Professor Springfield mentioned you by name. Don't deny it Harry."
Soon the Mahora girls were seated and Dumbledore clapped his hands. As always, the feast materialized in front of them. Asuna stabbed a steak with her fork and dropped it on her plate.
"Now this is my kind of magic." Kagurazaka cheered.
Meanwhile, at the Slytherin table, one of the exchange students, a second year who was being ignored by his hosts stared at the Ala Alba girls, some who were already busy flirting with the Gryffindor boys. He was red haired and wore large glasses.
"Hey Diggory, or whatever your name is, you'd better eat. The kitchen is closed after dinner." A blond boy razzed him. He turned to face him and replied in a monotone.
"Of course, thank you Mr. …"
"Malfoy, Draco Malfoy. And don't let Potter dazzle you with his undeserved celebrity. The real action is in Slytherin, understand?"
The red head nodded in affirmation.
"Yes Mr. Malfoy. I understand … perfectly." The boy replied as he twirled the large ring on his finger.
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