Hi! My first Lilo and Stitch and Harry Potter crossover since I had yet to write a story with my favorite Lilo and Stitch character, Gantu. Hope you like it!

Gantu was still stranded on Kauai in his old spaceship with that sandwich maker 625. He sat in his chair, suffering another defeat at the hands of the little girl and her pet trog.

625 smirked, bringing in a pastrami sandwich for himself to eat. "Aww, what's the matter, G? Failed another experiment catching duty?"

"Shut it, 625!" Grumbled Gantu, rubbing his head which was feeling sore.

"I'm sure you'll get lucky next time, or not, if Lilo continues to kick your—."

Gantu growled, his blue eyes narrowed, standing up, and walking outside for some air far from the ship in the woods. Why must he always get humiliated like this? Why couldn't he do something that would actually define who or what he is?

He kicked a rock, feeling miserable, until he heard something. It sounded like an animal.

Gantu pulled out his gun, looking around. It came from a set of bushes.

What is that noise? It sounds awfully familiar, he thought, carefully going towards the bushes, and pulling them aside.

"Put your—huh?" Gantu blinked. Was he dreaming?

It was a baby, a human baby. This confused the shorcan to a number of levels. Where was this little earth child's parents? He appeared to have been crying for a while, but seemed to stop when he saw Gantu, tilting his little head.

Gantu backed up, lowering his gun. He wasn't that great with small ones, and never wanted to. But this child's green eyes were so bright and curious, staring at this newcomer's bright blue ones.

"Uh, h-hi," he said in a nervous tone, setting his gun on the floor, not wanting to scare it. The baby made little noises, reaching out with its hands.

Gantu gulped, for he never picked up an infant baby before. Gingerly but carefully he took it in his big hands, lifting him off the ground. The child wriggled in his hands.

Gantu now noticed something about the child, it had a lightning shaped scar on his forehead. The baby continued staring at him, giggling.

Guess he likes me, which is a first, no humans ever fancied me, because I must be scary to them, Gantu thought, giving a small sigh and a tiny smile at the young one, hating whoever left him behind.

The giant alien then had his mind made up, to take the child back with him. Better than going out to catch another one of those experiments, anyway. He was sure Hamsterveil could wait.

"Don't worry, little one, you're safe with me," Gantu said softly, holding the child close to him.

How am I gonna explain this to 625?

...

625 was making another sandwich, wondering where the big guy was right now, until he heard the door open.

"'Bout time you came back, G! Hamsterveil's waiting on a call for you an—what is that? That's not an experiment!" He gaped, staring at what Gantu was holding. Gantu shook his head.

"No it isn't, 625, it's a human baby, abandoned in the woods. I found him," he said, feeling red going in his cheeks. 625 was flabbergasted.

"Ya mean, he was abandoned? But-but he's so little! And he has a scar?" He quipped, looking at the child who began cooing at the sight of 625.

"I know, and I know he has that thing but, 625, I think I'm supposed to take care of him...ohhh, blitznak!" Gantu grumbled, as 625 started laughing his head off.

"Ah ha ha ha! That's so rich! Gantu the daddy! Too good! You're joking, aren't ya. Aren't ya?" 625 asked, after he settled down, seeing the seriousness in his 'friend's' face.

"No." He simply answered, holding the child close again. 625's face fell.

"Guess that mean's I'm uncle Sandwich Boy, right?" He mumbled. Gantu smirked, nodding.

"B-but how are you gonna look after it, and what about your boss?" Gantu growled. Hämsterviel. He knew if he was gonna take care of a human kid, he had to quit, it was his only option. There could be a much better job out there that didn't risk his neck just to get paid. Plus this child needed him.

"Well, uh, ya better start quitting, G, cause Hamsterwheel's phone had been ringing!" 625 exclaimed, pointing. Gantu felt nervous, handing the child to 625 who grimaced a little, but then smiled when the baby played with his fur.

"Heh, guess you're kinda cute," he said.

Groaning, Gantu answered his communicator, and Hamsterveil's angry rodent face appeared.

"You lazy fish buffoon! Why haven't ya answered me, and why is there no experiment?!" The gerbil shouted, making Gantu growl at the insult, having enough. Boy was he looking forward to not hearing his voice anymore!

"Screw giving you those things, Hamsterviel! I'm done working with you, I quit!" He shouted. Hamsterviel's eyes widened.

"What? You stupid idiot moron! How can you live working without me, earning a living? What caused you to do this?" He screamed. Gantu folded his arms.

"Something came along, something much better," he said simply. "A chance of a new family."

The gerbil narrowed his eyes, spotting the human child with 625.

"You betray me for taking care of that child, Gantu! So get rid of it, throw away your ideas of quitting and get me my experiments!" He screamed again. This only ignited Gantu's anger to a boiling red.

"Never insult my child again! This is why I'm quitting you. You're nothing but an insulting bastard who lives in prison and does nothing but collect mutated experiments like a bloody maniac! So there, Hamsterwheel!" He roared.

Hamsterviel went berserk, jumping up and down. "You dare?! You DARE!! I shall have your head, Gantu!" He screeched.

Gantu shook his head in disgust. "No, you're in prison, so you can't hurt me or my child. Goodbye." Before Hamsterviel could say anymore, he shut it off.

625 was nothing but impressed, still holding the kid. "Wow," he breathed. "You did it! We're free!"

Gantu felt lighter than he did a few moments ago. "Guess we are," he said. 625 handed the child back to Gantu, who sat down in one of his chairs with him.

The child smiled up at him. He was only a few months old, so some rough looking hair was growing out.

"Hi again," he said. 625 came up to him. "What's his name?" The experiment asked. Gantu now felt awkward that he didn't know the child's name. But still, something about his hair, and his looks.

"I say he looks like a Harry to me," he then confirmed. The baby squealed with happiness. 625 chuckled. "Guess that answers that, Harry it is!" He said, taking little Harry's hand. Oh the possibilities of teaching him how to make sandwiches later when older!

Gantu was now happy again after so long. He was a father now.

Harry was glad that he found a new family ever since his relatives left him on their Kawaii trip. Sure, they looked different, but they liked him. And that's what mattered.

...

Later in the evening, a week from now, Gantu was awoken by Harry crying in his crib. Moaning silently, he tiredly got up, lifting the infant out.

He wasn't hungry, nor did he need changing. But his eyes were scared.

Must've had a nightmare, Gantu thought, starting to rock his child back and forth.

"It's okay, you're alright," he said gently. Harry gave small whimper sounds as his cries softened, curling up in Gantu's arms.

"No one will hurt you, Little Harry, I'm here, I'll always be here," Gantu promised, his eyes starting to moisten themselves. Gantu no longer felt lost. He found a new family, and it was his Ohana, one he would never abandon.

So yeah, just a quick little one shot so far unless there's potential for it to continue.