I was bored so I decided to update earlier and besides I already have all my chapters up to 9 typed up so might as well post it right?

I'm glad that I got such positive feedback from:

XX Mizuki Mirai XX

Allen Walker (you the dude from fbook right?)

Maightoguy90

Arigato Kozaimasu! (^O^)/

This chapter introduces the Harry Potter cast to those who were waiting for them.

So Enjoy!~~~

Disclaimer: in no shape, form, way, continent, world, universe or galaxy do I own D gray man OR Harry Potter. Anyone who thinks I do is a nut job.

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Screams pierced the night air. People stumbled every which way crashing into each other and causing tent poles to collapse sending the elaborately decorated shelters to the ground. But it mattered to no one. All most of them wanted was to get away from the monsters hovering in the air and the wizards that were just as bad on the ground. Standing in the middle of the chaos still trying to take everything in were 3 people. A redheaded boy who was obviously the tallest, a young woman with curly brown hair and a boy with round spectacles and black hair messy from being woken in the middle of the night and his green eyes were still startled from the scene in front of him. It had been bad enough that there were wizards attacking but there were also strange ball-shaped creatures hovering several yards above the panicking and screaming camp. They had odd barrels sticking out of them that they used to shoot into the camp and their distorted painted faces were illuminated in the lights of the spells flying past. But the real horror was that they seemed to not be affected by any spells defensive or offensive. Instead every time someone was hit with the odd missiles they shot out froze then crumbled to dust. The curly-haired girl choked back a horrified scream while the two boys tried their best not to throw up. Suddenly a harried red haired man came up to them robes askew.

"Ron, Harry, Hermione! Don't just stand there like idiots! Run for the forest!

There isn't a thing you lot can do against these monsters! Either of them!"

Ron and Harry tried protesting but were cut off and unceremoniously shoved toward the general direction and over all safety of the imposing forest. They gave up and instead ran for the trees shoved along by the rest of the crowd also fleeing for safety. They passed by wizards who were either busy attempting to fight back or were in the middle of running for their lives. The three had just made it inside the forest when Harry tripped over a gnarly root and went sprawling but was immediately hauled up to run. After several minutes of running and tripping into the forest they finally slowed to a walk. They fumbled past many strange groups of people and creatures such as a group of beautiful silver-haired women who practically glowed in the dark and a huddle of cackling goblins holding bags of money. The trio eventually came to a rest in a clearing and Ron and Harry collapsed on to a large rock gasping for breath while Hermione continued standing with her hands on her knees.

"B-blimey! W-what the blo-bloody hell were those monsters?" Ron said between gasps his voice trembling with the shock of what had just happened. Harry frowned his chest heaving still not able to speak yet. Instead Hermione spoke up.

"I don't have the slightest idea what those monsters were but I think those

wiz-" Something suddenly exploded into the air. The three looked up. It was a sparkling cloud of green dust shaped into the image of a skull with a snake protruding out of its mouth. Screams echoed out over the forest as Harry and Hermione wondered what it was about the sign that had people terrified. Ron however was trembling in shock and horror. Harry turned toward his best friend to ask what the problem was when he noticed something or several somethings floating through the cloud of fading green dust and toward their direction. Hermione shrieked then immediately covered her mouth as if trying to disguise the sound. It was too late. The creatures must have heard as they sped up in their direction and the three friends froze in the face of their impending doom.

The monsters gathered around the clearing and the metal barrels pointing out from their lumpy and twisted bodies all rotated in their direction. Harry backed up trying to shove his friends into whatever protection there was while fumbling in his pocket for his wand. But to his astonishment and horror he couldn't find it. He frantically patted his pockets but he realized he must have dropped it in the forest somewhere. The insides of their guns started to glow and Harry squeezed his eyes shut and waited for his death. He heard the shots fire and whistle toward him. And exploded. Without touching him. He felt the heat from the bullets and cracked his eyes open wondering why he was still able to do that. And saw the reason why he hadn't been hit. His entire field of vision was covered in white. The whiteness undulated and he realized it was a large cloak that was so bright it glowed in the dark. It was what had protected them. But not just the cloak. It was the figure wearing the cloak. There was a ruff of fur surrounding the neck of their rescuer and a mask covering his or her face.

Everything about the person except the mask was white even the crop of spiky snow-white hair. As Harry sat there frozen the person leaned forward to inspect them. The dark holes of the mask not showing the slightest glimmer of the eyes behind them. But they felt protecting not intimidating. Perhaps it was because the face shown underneath the mask was smiling such a gentle and reassuring smile. Until the right eye began glowing a bright flame red from underneath the ornate mask. A glowing gear like monocle hovered in the air in front of it and the red eye in the middle of it swirled in every direction. Harry gasped in slight fear and surprise. The person muttered an unintelligible curse and straightened up and turned around facing the monsters. The man or woman then leaped up an impossible distance into the air and landed on one of the monsters.

Harry reached his hand out a warning bubbling out from his throat.

"Don't go! Magic doesn't do any harm! You'll be killed!" but no sooner had he said his then the stranger had reached his hand into the air above their head. A hand framed by the glow of the fluttering white cape into a shape with 5 claws and was much too big to be a normal human hand.

"CLOWN BELT!" a yell that seemed to have come from the mystery person that Harry now realized was a man reverberated into the night. Glowing white cords shot from the man's arm and pierced several nearby monsters including the one the man was standing on and they exploded into dust with a screech to Harry's amazement. Then the figure flipped and leaped at lightning speed from each of the few monsters left and stabbed them all through with his oddly deformed hand the blindingly white cape fluttering behind him. They exploded into dust and fire in a similar manner like their predecessors. The caped man landed back onto the ground as gracefully as he had leapt from it. Harry stared in awe then when he realized what he was doing he nervously cleared his throat and asked the man in a voice that sounded too brave for how he felt.

"Who ARE you? Why did you save us?" the man seemed to not have heard and Harry was going to ask again until the man finally spoke in a clear, calm voice.

"I am a savior of humans and akuma alike. I need no reason to save you except it is my duty." the figure then turned his head toward the left as if he had heard something. And with a slight bow he leapt up and disappeared over the tree tops as quickly as he had come. As if on cue a few seconds later a group of wizards burst out of the forest behind him.

"Who's there? Put your hands up and throw your wands on the ground this is the Ministry of Magic!" Harry and his friends slowly got up and they held their hands in the air. All Harry could think of through his dazed mind was,

'What's an akuma?"

Allen's POV

He leaped from tree to tree in serious thought. But it wasn't from fighting the

akuma who were all either weak level 1's or level 2's who were almost as weak.

It was the boy who had questioned him. Allen had been given strict orders to make as little contact as possible with the wizards and to keep himself hidden, but he had not only shown himself he had spoken to one. But there had been something about the boy that had struck his heart. Perhaps it was the bravery in which he had in his voice and in protecting his friends behind his back.

Whatever it was he had found himself answering the boys question. He shook his head. Now wasn't the time to be thinking about this he firmly said to himself as he passed by Lenalee kicking several akuma to dust. He had to focus. Allen then plunged back into battle.

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