Ash and Harry Ketchum's Pokémon Journey.
Summary- Harry since he had first been placed with the Dursley's had lived a miserable life with no chance of happiness. Something that Magic herself will not stand for any longer; especially once she finds out the plans a certain headmaster has for her chosen. Plans that Magic has no designs herself to allow to happen. To do this Magic decides to send her choice child to a new world, where he would finally be loved and have a chance at a destiny Magic wants for him. Not to mention it gives magic a chance to give some gifts to her favorite child. Now what changes will Harry bring to the world he's now part of and how will Ash's journey change now that he has a brother that's coming along for the ride. Not to mention what happens when the wizarding world finds out just what happened to the boy they called their savior?
I do not own Pokémon or Harry Potter nor do I make any profit off of either one of them.
Chapter two
Harry after agreeing with mother magic felt like he was suddenly being enclosed in a warm hug, the first hug he could ever recall getting, and then all he could see was a brilliant blue light all around him. After this, and after closing his eyes as he felt like the now near white blue light was going to blind him, all Harry could feel was the amazing sensation of floating in what Harry could guess was a combination of both love as well as a motherly comfort.
As he felt this Harry could stop himself from drifting off finally getting the sleep that his body had been begging for, for a while now; all the while dreaming of the world mother magic had decided to send him to too.
It seemed when she had sent him off Magic had also decided to also give Harry some of the basics of the world she had chosen to send him to, if only so that he didn't freak out too much when he did appear there.
Though as he did this Harry was completely unaware of the fact his arms had gently, but tightly, wrapped around something that had just suddenly appeared in his arms as he floated in powers sending him to what was going to become his new home. It seemed one of mother magic's main gifts to him had joined him before he had even gotten to his destination.
Harry was completely asleep when he arrived in the world mother Magic had sent him and it looked like he wasn't going to wake up soon. Nor did it look like he was going to let go of whatever had appeared in his arms during the transportation as his grip on that was as tight as ever; while at the same time gentle enough that it would damage what he was holding either.
That is, it looked like Harry wasn't going to wake up until he literally jerked awake in an instant when he heard a sudden, rather loud, gasp coming not that far from him; followed quickly by footsteps quickly heading to where he was laying.
Hearing this, and remembering all the other time those two sounds meant something bad for him, most often in a form of punishment from his uncle, caused Harry to literally leap up from where he had been sleeping and curl into a ball to protect himself. His body curving around the object that was now in his lap almost instinctively; protecting both it as well as himself from whatever was coming his way the best he could at the moment.
A gentle touch to his arm caused Harry to flinch backwards away from the touch, and bite back a whimper, as he wondered just what was going to happen to him now. As well as beginning to wonder just how much it was going to hurt him this time, and how long it be before he'd get punished again.
Or that is what Harry was thinking until he remembered the promise Mother Magic had made him. Remembering this, and recalling the look that had been in her eyes as she promised him that, cause Harry to gather all the courage he had and look up to see just who was touching him at the moment. Praying that his trust in the being who called himself his mother wasn't a mistake after all.
It was doing this that caused Harry to realize several things. One of those being the fact that he now had something in his lap, and that it was also the thing he had been clutching so tightly to him. Which was a really huge black egg, bigger then any egg he had ever seen before, as well as the most oddly colored egg he had seen before; being not only pitch black but also having dark blue on the top and bottom of said egg.
Two he wasn't anywhere near where he had been previous, be it in the cupboard he had passed out in or the warm blue energy he had been sent to by mother magic. Instead as he looked around Harry found he was now currently in a really beautiful look forest; which he liked a lot more than his previous location anyway.
Three the person who had been gently touching his arm, with what Harry could now recognize as concern; which had grown when Harry had first flinched away from her. Was a young brown-haired woman, with soft caring chocolate brown eyes and her son, who looked to be the same age as Harry was, was also looking at him with curiosity.
A look which Harry was carefully giving him in return as he took in the other child's wild black hair, mischiefs brown eyes and the almost lightning bolt like birth marks that were on his face under those mischiefs brown eyes. He looked as if he could very easily be Harry brother, as the almost absentminded thought of Harry as he took all of this in.
Then finally n the fourth and last thing he noticed, was more of his mind finally finishing, as well as comprehending, the information dump mother Magic had just given him. Making him realize where he actual was, have a general idea of the world around him, as well as an idea what the egg in his lap was; as well as why it was so big.
Knowing this, but not really knowing what to do next, or know just what was going to happen next Harry looked on with weary, but hopeful, eyes at the two in front of him; his grip on the unknown Pokémon egg in his lap not loosening in the least bit. Whatever was going to happen to him next Harry got the strong feeling had to deal with the two that were now right in front of him.
However, it seemed that Harry didn't have to be so wary about to couple in front of him and had all the reason in the world to be hopeful. As the women, seeing the look in Harry's eyes, and recognizing it from the terrible saddening abused Pokémon's eyes she sometime sees, carefully got on her knees, making sure she was eye level with Harry, before slowly reaching over to Harry; giving him time to move back or stop her if he wanted to.
Seeing that Harry wasn't jerking back, or attempting to lash out at her to get her to stop coming any closer to her, the women gently put her hand on the side of Harry's face before carefully brushing her hands thought his hair in a calming motion. As she did this she began to talk to him; doing her best to sooth the obviously frightened, most likely abandoned and abused, child in front of her.
"Hello little one, are you okay? You're not hurt, are you? Don't worry I won't hurt you. I could never imagine raising a hand to a child…or a Pokémon for that matter…anyone who could would be a monster in my eyes." Here the women got a distant look in her eyes as if recalling something before a slight whimper from Harry, as she stops running her fingers through his hair, brought her back to the present.
Hearing this and seeing that Harry looked like he was once more about to go back to sleep gave the boy a smile. Before resuming running her fingers thought his hair; taking note of how the child seemed to be leaning in to it now instead of away from it like he had been when she had first begun.
"Oh, where are my manners. My name is Delia, Delia Ketchum and this cute little beside me looking like he wants to run up to you is my son Ash. You two look around the same age as each other…maybe you can be friends once we get you out of here. Maybe you can even tell us you name as well…" Here Delia trailed off as she saw that the child (Harry) had lost his battle with consciousness and was once more asleep.
This time leaning against her, his arms gently encircling the egg he had in his lap. Seeing this Delia eyes softened before she pulled out a small phone to call professor Oak, he could help with this. And perhaps get her some answers while he was at it.