Harry Potter and the Curse of Jynshikyo
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Time line: post DH, approximately 1 year or so
about the end of season 4 beginning of season 5 of Ranma (all continuity after that point is ignored.)
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Chapter 2: The Fine Art of Martial Arts Dinner Theater
The residents of Ottery St. Catchpole were use to slightly unusual things. Even though most of the village was Muggles, there was a large number of wizard homes in the outlining area. The people there were use to houses going up faster then normal, so, when the Japanese government bought a large chunk of land and almost overnight a Japanese styled house was moved there, no one even batted an eye. Like most small towns with lots of wizards in it, people magic was an open secret. As long as the wizards and witches kept a low profile and the Muggles used the pitchforks for hay, the Ministry of Magic's official stance was that the Statute of Secrecy was intact. About the only thing that people raised an eyebrow about was the fact that not one but two families lived in the house, but even that did not keep their interest.
Why the Japanese government wanted to move the two families to England was still a mystery. The families were not inclined to talk, but their reactions made it seem like it was not their choice. The families did know the reason they were in England. And it all started with a school trip. . .
flashback: Tokyo, the Imperial Palace:
"Guards, seize him!" yelled the head of the palace guards, pointing to a small, old man hopping away with a large bag of womens underwear, stolen from the Imperial Crown Princesses room.
The little man lead the guards all over the Palace, and, surprising in a man that looked to be 100years old, managed to beat up three of them. Jumping up to laugh at them he was soon knocked out by a young teen from Furikun High School who was visiting the Palace with his class.
End flashback
Although the events of that day caused many problems and lead to the families' eventual exile from Japan, the fact that they had also helped stop the panty-thief helped them to bring their house with them.
The two fathers sat quietly that. . .
"Ranma you idiot, he's heading for the kitchen!"
The fathers sat quietly. . .
"Watch out Akane, the little umpa-lumpa is heading upstairs!"
Well, they sat quietly, everything else in the house was very chaotic.
"Now see here you little whipper-snappers," said an very short old man as he jumped onto the dinning room table. "I am the Master of Anything-Goes-Martial Arts, and I will NOT go and hide in my room whenever we have company." He took a puff of the pipe he was smoking and glared at the teen boy and girl that were approaching him from opposite sides.
"Get over it you little freak," said Ranma, "your going to your room while our guests are here, or else I'm shipping you back to the Palace in a crate of men's boxers."
Happosai froze for a moment and stared at the boy. "You wouldn't dare."
"If he doesn't, I will," said Akane coldly. "Kitsune wants to make a good impression on the neighbors and I'm not going to disappoint her."
The founder of Anything-Goes-Martial Arts stared at the two for a moment, then hung his head dejectedly. "If that's how your going to about it, fine, this poor old man is going to pine away in his room," he said in a depressed manner. As he hopped down from the table he walked over to the two fathers as they played Go and hit them over the head with his pipe, knocking them out. "This is all your fault," he said to the two prone bodies, then turned to Ranma. "I'll do as you ask for tonight, but be warned, I'm not someone to trifle with boy. I hope you realize that this is not over." And then he went upstairs, passing Nabiki as she came down.
Akane and Ranma slumped into their seats. "I'm glad that's over with," said Akane.
Nabiki joined them at the table. "Have fun chasing down the little per?" she asked.
The two glared at her.
Nabiki laughed. "Oh get over it. Now, can anyone tell me why you two were chasing the Happosai around the house?"
Akane sighed. "Kitsune met one of the neighbors when she was out shopping earlier this week and invited them over. She felt it would be a good way to introduce everyone."
Nabiki stared at Akane for a moment and laughed her little laugh. "And knowing Kitsune she completely forgot to warn them about Happosai."
"More then likely, that's why we were rounding him up," Ranma said.
"Well," said Nabiki as she stretched out, "now that that's over with, we should get ready. Did Kasume tell you the name of this neighbor?"
Akane spoke up. "She said it was the Weasley family."
At the Burrow, Molly Weasley was having a talk with her husband. It was not the talk she had been planing, but, despite the nature of the conversation, it was a relief no to have to tell her husband not to ask a lot of, in her opinion, embarrassing questions. "And it's serious?" she asked her husband's head in the fireplace.
"Quite. Several Muggle teens have been kidnapped and returned a few days later, all with the Dark Mark tattooed on their forehead. Now, I can't get too much more into it dear, ongoing investigation an all, but it might spell trouble if we don't act fast."
Molly sighed. She was glad her husband had been promoted to the new head of Muggle Relations, but at times like this she wished that it hadn't come at the tale-end of a major Wizarding War. "I'll tell the neighbors your working late, and try and stay safe."
Arthur laughed, "Honey, when they go after whoever is doing this, I plan to be in my office, safe and sound, I've had enough excitement in my life. Oh, and Percy will be here with me, he was transferred in to be my personal assistant, at his request by the way."
Molly beamed at that news. While she doubted that the two would ever get along after all that had happened, it was nice to know that Percy was trying to make amends. "Tell him I love him, and hurry home."
Arthur winked, and his head vanished. Harry and Ron came into the room about the same time, both laughing and talking about the chances of the Chudley Cannons of winning any game this season. Getting up, Molly looked at the boys, now ready to start being Aurors on Monday, and then told them to get ready to go to dinner.
An hour later, Harry and Ron were finishing up, with some help from Hermione and Ginny. One thing that Harry had found interesting was that most Witches were better at blending in with Muggles then most Wizards, something about their fascination with fashion he guessed.
It was Hermione that raised the point. "So, hear anything from your relatives, Harry?"
Hermione's parents had been found and their memories restored. They were understandably upset about what she had done, but forgave her.
Harry sighed, he knew it would come out sooner or later, so he might as well get it over with. "I got an owl from Dudley, he's dating a witch. My aunt and uncle are not thrilled about it, but they don't know what to do about it."
He braced for the reaction. "HE WHAT!?" all three exclaimed at once.
After a few moments of babble Harry related what he got in the letter. Apparently while in hiding, the Dursleys were paired with the Shirley Yuguest, a former Hufflepuff girl who had a tendency to cause minor, and hilarious mistakes with magic. Her parents were both members of the Order of the Phoenix and the rest of the Order wanted her safe so they could keep their mind on the job. It was surprising that she and Dudley hit it off, but from the letters Harry got from both of them, it seems like they are quite serious.
"Aunt Petunia is less the civil when she comes over, and Uncle Vernon seems to be on the edge of a heart attack most of the time. I guess the near miss with the Dementor seems to have knocked some kind of sense into Dudley"
The other three just stood there in shock. Of all the things they expected to here, this was one of the last. Ginny and Hermione both said something about the power of love, but Ron said that it was proof that the world had gone insane.
At three past seven o'clock, five people stood at the door of a Japanese style house, transplanted into an English field. The leader of the group, a matron-like woman, knocked on the door.
A young woman with long brown hair in a ponytail, wearing an apron, opened the door. "Ah, good evening Molly," she said with all the cheeriness of an airhead, "please come in, dinner is almost ready."
"Why thank you Kasume dear," Molly said, "oh, and I must apologize, my husband wasn't able to make it tonight, trouble at the office."
Her smile never fading, Kasume motioned for them to put on the guest slippers. "That's okay, maybe some other time."
After everyone had sorted out the shoe issue, Kasume led them into the dinning room. Molly sat, with some difficulty, on a cushion on the floor in front of a oh too short table. Harry and Ron just looked at each other while Hermione and Ginny started to do the same.
A dark haired man with a mustache laughed as he came into the room and sat. "Not use to Japaneses style furniture I see. Don't worry, you get use to it. My name is Soun Tendo, of the Tendo School of Anything-Goes-Martial-Arts. Welcome neighbors."
Ron and Harry sat, as two girls, one with short brown hair, the other with short black, almost blueish hair, came in and set down. "My daughters Nabiki and Akane." he motioned to them.
"Don't for get about us," came a voice from behind Harry. Turning around he saw an older fat man with glasses and a young boy with his hair in a pigtail come in from what he thought was a wall, but was in fact a sliding door.
"Ah, how could I forget my good friend Genma Saotome and his son Ranma."
The two sat down next to Harry.
"So," came a calm tone that reminded Harry of Snape in someways, "now that you know us, shall we know you?" Nabiki asked.
Molly smiled at the girl. "I'm Molly Weasley, this is my son Ron, his girlfriend Hermione, my daughter Ginny, and her boyfriend Harry."
The four smiled at the Tendo's and Saotome's. Akane laughed and turned to Ranma. "At least you don't have to worry about these three chasing you."
"And what's that suppose to mean Akane?" Ranma almost growled.
Akane just laughed again as Kasume brought in dinner.
As dinner progressed the two groups talked about many things. Harry and Ron covered much of their school years, glossing over anything about magic, while Ranma and Akane talked about life in Japan, glossing over anything dealing with Ranma's curse.
After dinner Ranma and Akane took the four friends into the backyard as Molly, Mr. Tendo and Genma talked. Kasume was cleaning up and Nabiki had went upstairs for some reason. Once outside, Ranma started walking on his hands. "So," he asked the four, "you do any martial arts?"
Akane stared at him. "Ranma, are you going to challenge these people right after dinner?" Her voice highly indignation.
"I was just asking," he said, doing a back flip onto the fence, landing gracefully on one foot.
Ron and Hermione both clapped, while Ginny seemed stunned. Harry smiled and said "I'm sorry, we never learned any karate or stuff like that."
"What never?" Akane exclaimed, quite shocked, as if something was strange.
Ron looked puzzled, "No, why should we have?"
Ranma jumped over in front of Ron with a twisting flip. Ron, however, was startled by this and actually pushed Ranma away. Already unbalanced from the move, Ranma fell back. . . into the Koi pond. There was a loud splash and Harry and Ron rushed over, followed by Ginny and Hermione. Akane tried to stop them, but it was too late. As they got to the water a red haired girl in the same outfit as Ranma splashed to the surface. After they pulled her out the four wizards looked at her with confusion.
"Okay," said Ron, "who are you, and were is Ranma?"
The girl and Akane looked at each other. "You might as well tell them, I'll go get the hot water," Akane said in an exasperated tone.
As the Akane left, the girl turned to the four friends. Speaking, her voice a soft whisper, "My name is Ranma Saotome. . . Sorry about this. . ."