Disclaimer: If I owned Death Note, Near would have died at the end, Matt would have had a bigger part, and Light and L would have made out somewhere. If I owned Harry Potter the ending wouldn't have sucked as much and Snape would not have died. Did any of that happen? No? Then I don't own either.

A/N: Just a little note, to clarify some things. This is going with the MOVIE VERSE of Death Note. I personally prefer the original plot line, but for this plot to make sense I had to have L using the death note. Also, I'm making this like...oh...ten years after that. They've been in limbo for ten years. I have my reasons for messing with the time-line, so don't send me notes with years and stuff. I don't care.

Chapter Two

Light blinked up at the immense castle in front of him slightly in awe. He'd read about this sort of place in books when he was younger, but never once thought they could actually exist. He stopped believing in fairy tales a long time ago, and even when he'd been in possession of the death note he was still a firm critic. If he couldn't see it or touch it, it did not exist, period. He could see and touch the death note, see Ryuk, and saw the effects of his work on the world. This castle though was something completely different.

"Amazing, isn't it? I never would have guessed such things existed if I wasn't standing here right now."

The brunette tried to keep his anger at the fact that he and his companion thought alike to himself, and gave a simple nod in reply. For the past three months he had been stuck with the infuriating man, and he wasn't about to lose his cool now. They had to work together to get out of this mess, he understood that, but that didn't mean he actually had to like the guy.

Light flinched slightly at the loud bang the large, wooden doors in front of him made as they were swung open by some unseen force. The woman who stepped out didn't look like she could have managed pushing them open, but Light realized that she had probably used magic. He would never get used to the was a tall witch with black hair tied back into a bun on the back of her head, and she had a strict, unpleasant look on her face behind the square glasses perched on her nose. Light didn't like her if this first impression meant anything.

"Are you Mr. Yagami and Mr. Lawliet?"

"Yes ma'am, we are." Light smiled charmingly, hoping to win a few points over on the woman.

It didn't work as she gestured for them to enter stiffly. "This way please, Professor Dumbledore is waiting for you in his office." Light frowned, but decided it didn't matter anyways. The only one he truly had to win over was inside.

The two followed her in to the castle entryway and along several different corridors. Light almost couldn't hold in his amazement at all the things he saw, like the moving pictures, ghosts, and odd artifacts. They came across a set of moving stairs that excited him, and he knew he was going to have a good time at this bizarre school, L or no L.

Speaking of the unusually quiet detective, Light glanced over at him and saw he too was thoroughly intrigued by his surroundings. His eyes were wide and his slump less distinct as he stood up to see all the wondrous things around them. He looked like he had when they made a stop at a local candy store a month before on their way there. Light looked away before he made a unneeded comment about L being like a little kid when they were supposed to be professional. They didn't need a fight at such a crucial point in their trial.

Soon they approached a statue of a gargoyle, and the woman said something to it they couldn't hear, and a secret passage opened up behind it. At the very top they came to a spacious office filled with more magical things, which Light ignored seeing the purpose of their visit sitting at a large desk waiting for them. He decided to do the polite thing and made a short bow.

"Professor Dumbledore, sir, it's an honor to have this time to meet with you."

The man stood and smiled, the sight calming in such a stressful situation. "No need to be so polite. You'll find I'm rather not up to such formalities, such time consuming. Let me see...you're Light Yagami, are you not?

Light nodded straightening himself up. "Yes sir, I am."

Dumbledore stood from his seat and moved around the desk to stand in front of them. He glanced at L, who was transfixed by a large orange and red bird perched a few feet away and chuckled. "And that makes you L Lawliet. It certainly has been awhile since we've had a foreign wizard wishing to teach at this school."

L glanced at the older man. "I'm from England, he's the foreign one. Is that a phoenix?" He strode over to the bird without an answer and blinked at it. Light rolled his eyes at the childishness, but Dumbledore seemed to approve of the man's behavior with, and Light found it to be almost impossible to do so, a wider smile.

"Ah yes, that is Fawkes. He's been with me for awhile now. A delightful companion for those days were I just can't seem to get myself out of the room." The old wizard commented with a nod of his head.

"Excuse me, sir," Light interrupted before what he could tell would turn in to a lengthy story. "I want to know more about the position I applied for. I already looked the post up, and I have some concerns."

Dumbledore turned back to his desk. "Right, well you have nothing to worry about Mr. Yagami. I was rather surprised when I saw your letter requesting the job, as there have yet to be any other offers and you are from so far away. I can not deny I am a little worried about your reasoning though. What drove you to apply?"

Light reached in to the briefcase at his side and pulled out a note. "I have an acquaintance who informed me of it actually. He knew I wanted a job like it and I was pleased when he told me. He also told me of the other open spot, and knowing my friend here's similar interest in a job I spread the news." He showed the wizened old man the note. The acquaintance was real, a naïve sort of gentlemen they had met in the shop they'd built in Diagon Alley. The shop was nothing more than a trinket store, but it served as a basis for why Light was in the country to begin with.

"Yes, it looked like an interesting job." L agreed. "I apologize if we appear suspicious, but I assure you are intentions are honest."

"Of course. Well, after meeting the two of you in person I believe my decision is final." Dumbledore held out a hand to the calm brunette. "Welcome to Hogwarts Mr. Yagami, and you as well Mr. Lawliet. I'm sure the students will be pleased to have you as their professors."

Light smirked inside his head as he shook the offered hand. "I hope so sir, I really do." He glanced at L and found the ex-detective had a similar pleased glint in his eye. Perhaps deep down inside L was just as anxious for this as he was, and if so then this trip might not be as bad as it previously seemed.


Harry sighed as he dragged his bag up to the platform. The summer was over and he was off to his fifth year at Hogwarts. While he was was excited at the thought of being back at his favorite place in the world, he was also sad. With Voldemort dead he was just another normal kid learning to become a wizard. Years before he would have done anything to be in this spot, but now he just felt sort of...empty inside. Malfoy was right, he loved the attention he gained from being the 'Golden Boy', as much as he hated to admit it.

There was also the loss of his penpal that made him upset. He couldn't very well continue writing to the boy at school. Smidge had once admitted he too attended the school, and Harry wasn't ready yet to learn who it was. He liked having a secret anonymous friend he could discuss his problems with, and knowing who they were in real life would take all the fun out of it.

He shook his head to rid himself of those thoughts, and spotted his two friends up ahead. He diverted his course over to them and yawned. Hermione was fussing over Ron's hair which had grown messily over the summer, and Harry chuckled at the sight. The two stopped their bickering to greet him with hugs and loud gasps, as always, and once that was over they grabbed their things and went to find a free compartment to sit in. They found one second to the last and slid in.

"Ugh, school already. I wonder what bizarre things are going to happen this year?" Ron asked leaning back in his seat by the window.

"Nothing probably with Voldemort dead," Hermione replied with a frown. "Did you two find that suspicious as well? I know Dumbledore came to get you Harry. Tell us about that." She leaned close eagerly for answers.

Harry shrugged and turned to stare out the window as the train got ready to depart. "Not much to tell really. Lupin stopped by my house, and then he took me to Dumbledore's office. There were a bunch of people there and they all gave me weird looks. Apparently Voldemort just dropped dead while in a meeting with his followers. Freaked everyone else out badly, but Snape was there and he somehow smuggled the body out. They didn't let me see it, but they confirmed it was a heart attack."

"That's just weird. I guess he had so much magical power he forgot about his body." Ron mused. "Heart attack, what a way to go."

"Yeah, guess so,"

Hermione sighed and crossed her arms. "Still, something doesn't seem right. Things just don't end like that, like we're in some movie. Please tell me you feel the same Harry."

Harry shrugged again, trying not to make eye contact. " I don't know what to think to tell you the truth. It was weird, but maybe that's really just what happened. Does it really matter though? He's gone for good this time and we're off to a normal school year." His tone was soft and a little bland.

"Right," Hermione went quiet then. The train began to pull out as Ginny walked into their compartment with Neville in tow, both already changed into their uniforms. She was smiling and held a small kitten in her arms, a present her parents had bought her in celebration of You-Know-Who's death.

"Hello everyone, good summer?" She asked taking a seat beside Harry. Spotting his distant look she dropped the tiny furball onto his lap. "Harry, hello? Did you hear me?"

He looked down at the kitten pawing at his stomach and couldn't help but crack a smile. "Yes I heard you, sorry, just thinking." He stroked behind the cat's tiny ears, and a little spooked by the foreign fingers the cat tumbled out of his lap and onto the floor. That was the trigger for all of them, and they all laughed at the cute scene. Harry picked the kitten up with a true smile and the five of them discussed their summers, minus the strange event that took place near the end of it.

Well, Harry might not have Smidge to write to anymore, but he realized it didn't matter. He had his real friends here and he felt the light come back on inside of him. Sitting here laughing about Neville's mishap with a talking ferret without a real worry at all felt good, and he realized being normal might not be that bad a thing at all.

Before they knew it they were at the school, and Harry was in a much better mood than he had been when he got on the train. Ginny had let him hold Butterscotch, the kitten, the entire way, and he almost forgot to give it back to her so she could put it away for the house elves to take to her room. After an incident with the bizarre winged horses pulling the carriages and meeting the slightly off-kilter Luna Lovegood, Harry was home at last.

The smell of the feast cooking made his stomach growl, and he eagerly found his seat at the Gryffindor table. Ron nudged him as the students continued to pile into the room. "Hey, check out Malfoy."

Harry turned in his seat to see what the red-head was talking about. Malfoy was sitting at his table looking slighly paler than Harry remembered, but it wasn't that Ron wanted him to see. It was the troubled look on the boy's face, and Harry suddenly remembered that the blonde hadn't once tried to insult him that day. He turned back to his friends and shrugged.

"He's probably just had a bad summer, you know, with his dad's alignment and all. Serves him right I think."

"Yeah, after all he's put us through? Maybe this year he'll just back off for once." Ron agreed looking at all the empty plates longingly. "I hope they start soon, I'm starving." And that was the end of that conversation.

Once the hall had calmed down and the first years sorted, Dumbledore stood for the announcements. Harry yawned loudly just wanting to curl up and sleep while he was in a good mood, and rested his chin on his head to listen.

"This year we have two new professors. The first is a clever man from Japan, Professor Yagami." Dumbledore began, gesturing to a handsome brunette who stood up. A few girls began to giggle to themselves at the sight of such a young professor. "He will be teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts. The next is Professor Lawliet, who will be taking the post of teaching Divination."

"What happened to Professor Trelawny?" Hermione asked a bit louder than she had intended to, causing heads to look her way and making her blush.

Dumbledore smiled. "Professor Trelawny is taking a leave of absence because of her marriage over the summer and the preparations for her first child. I assure you though, Professor Lawliet is quite qualified for the job."

Harry gave the odd hunched over man a look. "He looks crazy enough alright." Ron snickered into his pumpkin juice and Hermione glared at both of them. "Look at him! His hair is messier than mine."

"You shouldn't judge people based on looks," She chastised over Dumbledore's usual warning about the Forbidden Forest and other tiny things.

Harry didn't answer knowing she was right, and looked back up to the head table where the two new professors were talking amongst themselves. "It looks like they know each other from somewhere. Isn't that one from Japan though?"

Neville gasped. "Hey I know them! They own that new shop in Diagon Alley, you know, 'Asian Oddities'. I bought an enchanted bamboo plant there, for luck. All its done so far though is glow blue though..."

Hermione's eyes widened and she nodded. "He's right, I saw them when I went to get my school supplies. Well that explains it then, no worries. They must have learned of the jobs while they got their business together."

"Guess so," Harry stood up as they were dismissed for the night and they all headed up to the Gryffindor tower for bed. It had been a good day, but he was exhausted. As the exited the great hall, he spotted Malfoy picking on a scrawny Ravenclaw first year and rolled his eyes. He knew the quiet phase was too good to be true.

Once upstairs and changed, Harry was relieved to find the bed just as comfortable as he remembered, and he fell asleep without trouble. He dreamed of a bamboo plant that told him where a magical treasure was located, but when he got there all he found was a bunch of kittens that insisted they were his mother. He woke up once to pee, and then fell back asleep to quiet darkness.


A/N: I was surprised I got as many reviews as I did! This is a weird category after all, haha. Thanks you guys! I'll try my best to keep this up to your expectations!

By the way, while I have Light and L's life here planned out, Harry's still eludes me. I will happily take suggestions. ^^ Thanks!