I finished one of my stories and you know what that means, I have an opening in my three story at a time limit! So anyway, this is my first crossover, so let's see how this goes. I've read other Tamora Pierce/Harry Potter crossovers but nobody finishes them! It annoys me. So here is my version. It's set after Realms of the Gods by maybe a year and during the sixth book of HP.
Disclaimer: Stuff belongs to J.K. Rowling or Tamora Pierce. You should be able to figure out which.
Daine. He had to find Daine. There. She was there. Why wasn't she shapeshifted? It didn't look like she had even changed, judging by her clothed state. Numair rushed over to her. Scarlet was staining her shirt. There was no time to inspect it, he had to find a healer. Alanna, where was she? There, by the woods. He ran to her, not noticing the men charging towards her. By the time he reached her, he realized how weak she was. He had to move them both. But how? There was something, but it was very risky. He had never tried a teleportation spell and wasn't sure where they would end up but right now their safety was more important. Taking hold of the knight's wrist and still holding his lover, he spun, speaking in Old Thak. Threre was blackness then silence and darkness. But not black. There was light, about half a mile away. Alanna had fainted as he held her. He had to get them to healer, soon. He cursed his magic for being so powerful, for not letting him heal. He shook Alanna, seeing if she could wake up. She did and they walked, Alanna being half dragged, towards the castle.
Harry was picking at his chicken. He wasn't really hungry and he was pretty sure that Snape would make him do something absolutly disgusting for detention, so what was the use? He was still pondering that first meeting he had had with Dumbledore just last week. Hermione opened her mouth to say something but was cut off by the banging of the door to the outside, the one by the teacher's table. McGonagall rushed to get it. She opened the door, and began talking to whoever was on the other side. "Albus." She called, gesturing for him to hurry. Dumbledore got up, and so did Snape. Why was Snape going over there? McGonagall hadn't asked for him to come over. Harry looked around at the rest of the school. Nobody was talking now, all of the focus was on the door and whoever was there. Snape walked quickly to Madam Pomfrey. When did Snape walk quickly? This must be important. Harry thought. Then he, and everyone else, saw what was going on, sort of. A girl, maybe a few years older than him, was being levitated away. Blood soaked her shirt. There were two other people who were being helped to walk there by Madam Pomfrey and McGonagall. One was a tall man with long black hair. He reminded Harry of Snape, but his skin was tanner and he had more smile lines in his face. The other was a woman, somewhere in her thirties. She was very short, with bright red hair. As she walked past him, he saw that her eyes were purple.
"Did you see those people?" Harry asked once they had taken their usual seats in the common room.
"What on earth were they wearing. They look like they're from midevil times." Ron said, opening his bag to get started on his homework.
"I'm really worried about that girl. She looked terribly injured." Hermione said. She hadn't even started her homework, which was odd, because she was usually the first to be done.
"She'll be fine, 'Mione. Madam Pomfrey can fix anything. But that other woman, her eyes were purple." He exclaimed, emphasizing the color.
"Purple? That's odd." Hermioned said. "Though she could have charmed them to look that way." She pondered.
"I just want to know who they are." Ron stated. The other two nodded in agreement.
Numair sat worridly by Daine's bed. She should wake up soon. The healer, Madam Pomfrey, was a really odd one. she used potions and a wooden stick to heal her and Alanna. But he was rather sure that it worked because Alanna had woken up just and hour ago and, even though she was sleeping now, was fine.
"N'mair." Daine croaked. Her eyes were wide, taking in their odd surroundings. This was a very strange place. He poured water from the pitcher into the glass and handed it to her. She gulped it down greedily. "Where are we?" She asked as she placed the empty cup on the bedside table.
"I don't know. You see, you were hurt and Alanna was drained and we were about to be killed. I used a teleportation spell, it was the only way to keep you safe. We had to get here as soon as possible, you were bleeding a lot. No, don't sit up, you aren't fully healed yet." He said, brushing a stray curl from her face.
"How will we get back?" She asked.
"I....I don't know." He admittedd.
Remember reveiw with constructive crit. - Emma
