The Sorcerer's Stone

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Disclaimer: Hey Arnold! belongs to Nickelodeon and not me. Harry Potter is written by J.K. Rowling and was published by Scholastic Inc., Bloomsbury Books, Raincoast Books and Warner Bros. Inc. There are some lines here that were copied directly from the book Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone. No copyright infringement is intended and no money is being made from this work of fan fiction.

Author's Note: I'm getting so excited! I wanted Arnold to be at Hogwarts now but of course I couldn't do that. I really love Hey Arnold and Harry Potter so I made this fic! I'm so happy! Anywayz, if I receive flames, I'm going to have a stomach flu. So if I see flames, I'm losing my mood to write which means I'm going to post the chapters slower than usual.

Spoilers: the Hey Arnold! cartoon series, the fic "Fooling Arnold", and its sequel, "Getting to Know Them".

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Chapter 2- The Flying Motorcycle

August 15…

It was August 15 and Arnold is getting himself ready to meet a real wizard in the park. Arnold sighed loudly and said aloud, "Boy, I'm really going to miss them."

He thought about his friends, his grandparents, his classmates and the tenants of the Miles' Boarding House. It just felt weird to be without them. "Arnold, don't you know that being in the wizarding world is going to be cool? You're going to have your own wand to use it for magic, do potions that can make you invisible, transfigure something into something else? That's so cool," Arnold said to himself.

"Hello, short man—"

"Grandpa, I'm not a short man anymore! I'm eleven-years-old!" Arnold said loudly.

"Anyway, I just want you to know that I'll drive you over to the park. It's too dark out there for you to be going out alone."

"Sure, Grandpa."

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Arnold looked at his family.

"Be careful, Arnold, we're really going to miss you. We love you," Molly said, hugging Arnold while Jason patted Arnold on the back. (Zoe is crying too, hugging Arnold's legs tightly.)

"I love you too, mom, dad, Zoe" Arnold said, tears flowing in is eyes. His mother, sister and father kissed his son on the cheek and Jason hugged his son.

Arnold wiped a tear in his eye and waved at his family before he could hug them again. "Bye."

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Arnold arrived at the dark park. He sat down on a bench to meet a wizard named Hagrid. He heard a car coming. 'I thought wizards usually use broomsticks?' Arnold wondered in his mind. 'I'm not going to stand up. Let him find me.' He looked towards the direction of the car. He then saw hair. Tall hair.

"Gerald?!"

"Arnold! What are you doing here?" Gerald asked.

"I'm going to meet a wiz—a man named Hagrid," Harry said, almost saying the 'W' word.

"You mean a wizard? Well, I'm going to meet him too. Aren't you excited? We can ride broomsticks, get a wand, be invisible, and levitate things—" Gerald continued to babble about the wizarding world when they heard two people bickering behind them.

"Phoebe! I told you to wake me up last night! You're really annoying, you know!" It was Helga.

"Helga?" Arnold and Gerald said at the same time.

"Are you going to meet someone here?" Arnold asked.

"Yes. A wizard called, Hagrid," Helga said.

"Helga!" Phoebe put her hand in Helga's mouth to make her shut up.

"We're going to meet him too. Hey wait! Does it meant that you guys are witches?" Gerald asked almost yelling in excitement.

"Yes! And you are wizards?" Phoebe and Helga said at the same time.

Arnold nodded and said, "Yup. That would be so cool. All we have to do is wait for Hagrid."

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A low rumbling sound had broken the silence around the four of them. It grew steadily louder as they looked up and down the park for some sign of a headlight; it swelled to a roar as they looked up at the sky—and a huge motorcycle fell out of the air and landed in front of them. If the motorcycle was huge it was nothing to the man sitting astride it. He was almost twice as tall as a normal man and at least five times as wide. He looked so big to be allowed and so wild—long tangles of bushy black hair and beard hid most of his face, he had hands the size of trash can lids and his feet in their leather boots were like baby dolphins.

"Excuse me, sir. Are you Mr. Rubeus Hagrid?" Arnold asked, his heart pounding.

The giant chuckled and said, "Well o' 'course I am. C'mon! Hop on!"

A boy their age was sitting on the motorcycle.

"Hi I'm Arnold Miles," Arnold said to the boy. "How 'bout you? What's your name?"

"I'm Harry Potter—" the boy said.

"Harry Potter. So nice to meet you. My parents told me that you have survived a killing curse cast by the darkest wizard. And then the killing curse rebounded. You didn't die and the other wizard vanished. You've only got a scar. Can you believe that? In school, you would be the most famous person." Phoebe said sarcastically and bitterly, Harry noticed this a bit but he's sure that Phoebe is just a bit—angry?

"Yeah, Hagrid just told me that awhile ago," Harry said, turning red.

"Yer guys me want ter introduce yerselves firs'," Hagrid said.

After they had all introduced them selves and chatted a bit Hagrid said, "Our break is o'er. We don' wan' muggles seein' us. Okay, let's fly!" Hagrid pushed some button on the motor cycle then they are actually flying. The five eleven-year-olds enjoyed the trip. They are flying on a weirdly huge motorcycle.

The eleven-year-olds didn't have time to ask what 'muggle' is. They're too busy talking and laughing and doing other things inside the huge motorcycle. No one ever realized that Phoebe looked so murderous at Harry, they're too busy to just laugh and talk.

"Er…Phoebe?" Gerald said, "How do you know the story of the dark wizard?"

"That would be because…because my parents…my parents are like us. They told me that story when I'm just little."

"Why aren't they in the wizarding world?" Harry asked.

"I don't know," Phoebe said, just shrugging while staring up at the sky.

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Author's Notes: I'm absolutely sure you'll like the next chapter, the chapter next to the next chapter and the chapter next to the next, next chapter (Chapters 3,4 and 5). If you need to ask me questions about this fic or Harry Potter, feel free to e-mail me and I'll reply to you as soon as I can. Anywayz, please review!

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