Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto, Harry Potter, or Satoshi, who is from Ouran High School Host Club.

Summary: When Hayden Potter turns seven, she receives a letter from a school that teaches the Lost Shinobi (Ninja) Arts, including a scholarship that gives her information on her family. As Hayden accepts the offer in the hopes of finding somewhere that she can call home, she is brought into the hidden world of the Elemental Nations, the former countries now being allied and forming the academy. Hayden is made aware of her magical heritage on top of her ninja heritage, and Hogwarts will get a few interesting surprises when she reenters the magical world as a full-fledged ninja.

Warnings: Blaise x Hayden, female Harry, female Naruto, SasuNaru, spoilers, Uzumaki Lily and Hayden, some angst, some bashing (Dumbledore and Dursleys for sure, haven't decided on everyone else), possible yaoi or yuri pairings at some point…I think that's it. Sorry if I missed anything.

Enjoy!

Naruto raised an eyebrow curiously as she took the letter from the large owl.

"What on earth?" she mumbled to herself, using a kunai as a letter opener. Reading the missive, the blonde bit her lip.

"What's wrong?" Sasuke asked immediately, seeing his wife's expression.

The kids, besides Sayuri who was happily making a mess of her breakfast, eyed her worriedly.

"Black Sirius, Hayden's godfather, escaped from prison a few weeks into September." She explained.

Hayden paled, and the twins looked confused.

"Escaped from prison?" Satoshi wondered.

"Okay, why was he in prison in the first place, and why don't you three look very worried?" Sarada asked, eyes narrowed suspiciously.

Hayden shuddered slightly, remembering what she'd read about Dementors before answering. "He was thrown in Azkaban, a wizarding prison, without a trial. He was never even charged, much less convicted."

"The goblins weren't convinced that he'd committed the crime that he was unofficially accused of." Sasuke continued.

The twins scowled at the thought of such an injustice.

"He…they think that he betrayed my parents, telling Voldemort where they were hiding." Hayden said quietly, poking at her food a bit before halting her movements, since stabbing at your food was considered violent and barbaric. That was why chopsticks had been invented.

"But the whole thing reeks of a cover-up." Naruto scowled at the thought. "We think he was innocent, and someone just let him take the blame."

The twins thought about that for a moment.

"So what are we going to do?" Satoshi asked.

Hayden looked at him in surprise.

"Baka…" Sarada said fondly. "Like we're going to not do anything. Even if he did do it, you deserve to know for sure."

Hayden gave her a slightly watery smile as Satoshi and their parents nodded. Even Sayuri bobbed her tiny head a bit, once she saw the others do it.

"I'm going to write back to the goblins and request for them to track Black-san down." Sasuke answered Satoshi's original question.

"And I'll contact the Ministry and see if we can't get him a trial." Naruto added, being in the best position to make that request."

Maybe he'd even end up living in the village, she mused. However, she didn't want to get Hayden's hope up until they knew that he was innocent, and they would also need to work it out with both Black-san and the Canadian Ministry if he was declared innocent.

Hermione Granger, First Year Gryffindor at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, sobbed as she wiped at her eyes, trying to stop her tears.

She had thought that the wizarding world would be different. She had thought, this was finally a place where she wouldn't be the odd one out—where she would fit in.

She had been wrong.

It was even worse!

Bullying was rampant in the hallways, she was constantly harassed and belittled by the other Gryffindors-mostly the boys, for caring so much about her education, for her hair and or her admittedly large teeth.

And then there was the absolutely despicable prejudice against muggleborns like her!

Oh, she had no problem acknowledging that one's heritage was important, something to be proud of. They had every right to be proud of their magic and their families.

But that did NOT mean that they were better than every non-pureblood.

The wizarding world might consider themselves 'enlightened' but over the last couple of months she had learned otherwise.

Prejudice against a good chunk of the populations, no teaching standards, abusive and/or utterly horrible teachers, bullying, terrorists and dark lords, no electricity, a forbidden forest full of dangerous creatures and a corridor that you had to avoid unless you wanted to die…

They didn't even teach the basics like mathematics and writing/reading skills.

…Sigh.

Ugh, that Weasley prat was right on this, at least. She needed to sort out her priorities.

Of course, Ronald was the reason that she was crying in the girls' bathroom in the first place, as Hermione had overheard him insult her.

"She's a nightmare, honestly! It's no wonder she hasn't got any friends!"

She had only been trying to make friends.

Maybe she had gone about it the wrong way, but that was the only way she knew how.

Cedric frowned worriedly, rushing down the hallways as he looked for the young lion that he had overheard the ickle Gryffindor gossip queens tell their male counterparts was crying in the bathroom.

And then…

"TROLL!" Quirrel sprinted in the Great Hall during the Halloween feast, panting and gasping. "TROLL IN THE DUNGEONS!"

Dumbledore stood up.

"Thought you ought to know." Quirrell finished before collapsing.

The fourth year was halfway back to his dormitory after Headmaster Dumbledore sent them all to their common rooms when he had remembered that the Granger girl hadn't been there to hear the warning.

So, like the good Samaritan that he was, he foolishly went off on his own to find her.

He was brought out of his musings as he heard a feminine scream—coming from the girls' bathroom at the end of the corridor.

He burst into the room, seeing a huge mountain troll hovering over the young brunette, who was frozen, staring wide-eyed at the beast, who raised its wooden club.

"BOMBARDA!" Cedric shouted, aiming at the troll, who stumbled and turned. "Granger, move!"

The brunette blinked slowly, breaking out of her fearful trance only for her eyes to widen once more as she realized what was happening.

Hermione cried out in horror as the troll started towards the older Hufflepuff.

She clumsily pulled out her wand, muttering to herself as she listed off all of the spells she had learned so far.

"Petrificus totalus!" she intoned, imagining to herself that she was performing the spell in the classroom, not in this situation.

The troll froze, its club only a few feet from Cedric's head.

The Hufflepuff exhaled slowly, hands shaking slightly as he slowly walked up to the younger girl and gently grabbing ahold of her wrist, pulling her around the troll and out of the room before closing the door behind them and casting as many locking charms as he could in case the spell wore off.

"I'll take you to your common room." Cedric said, tension in his muscles lessening slightly now that they were out of immediate danger. "Tell the Head Girl—who's a Gryffindor this year—that the troll found you and where it is. She'll have a way of contacting the professors."

Hermione nodded faintly, the events of the night catching up with her.

"T-thank you." She said, glancing at the other boy more closely than before, when she had been more concerned with the hulking beast about to kill her. He was rather handsome, she supposed, but he also looked genuinely kind. "For helping me. I doubt many would have done that."

Cedric looked pained, forced to acknowledge that a fair few in the school really would have left her in there with the troll. "My pleasure. I'm Cedric, by the way. Cedric Diggory."

"Hermione Granger."

And a friendship was born.

Please review!

Yes, the troll scene was different. Harry/Hayden wasn't there to remind Ron, so he wasn't the one to go rescue her. Then I thought, what better way to get Hermione to make friends than to introduce her to a Hufflepuff known for having a lot of friends (or at least admirers who will be nice to her.)

Besides, now she'll have the opportunity to become the girl that most of us know and love even without Hayden/Harry to get her out of her isolated shell.