Chapter 1: Brand New World

Hello everyone! Welcome to my first official fanfic. As you might have guessed, this is a crossover of Hunter x Hunter and Harry Potter. This fanfic will most likely just feature Kurapika as the only character from the Hunter x Hunter universe, Kurapika will have all the abilities he possesses from the YorkNew City arc, I have only gotten as far as Greed Island currently for Hunter x Hunter, but I will update his character and abilities the further I get into Hunter x Hunter. As for Harry Potter this will take place during the Order of the Phoenix book just before the start of the term. For now however, I hope you enjoy this fanfic! Reminder: I do not own any of the characters used all characters belong solely to JK Rowling Yoshihiro Togashi.

The sunlight was piercing through the eyes of a lone blonde haired boy as he laid on a grassfield that seemed to stretch on for miles. His eyes hazy and his vision blurred the blond boy attempts to gather himself together. "Where am I?" the boy said to himself. As his head begins to clear the boy begins to realize a few things. Not only did he not know where he was, he didn't seem to know much of anything else as well. Who was he? Where was he from? How old was he? Anxiety was stirring within him, but the boy decided to calm himself down. He thought long and hard, and finally he did recall one small tiny thing. That his name was Kurapika. While it wasn't exactly comforting that he only recalled his name, Kurapika decided he couldn't very well just stay at the same area forever. Although the scenery was nice, it wasn't in the least bit helping him with what he was sure was an unfortunate case of amnesia. Kurapika ventured many miles, entering through a forest. Along the way he examined the clothes he was wearing, trying to get a subtle hint about his foggy life, but to no avail. After travelling for miles, he decided to set up camp next to a creek that was flowing nearby. Kurapika thought it would be a lot harder to kill an animal to survive, but he found it relatively easy. Did this mean he was used to killing, or at least surviving in certain conditions. Filled with a million questions he stared at the fire he started, and enjoyed the rabbit that was cooking hanging over the fire. "Who am I" he whispered to no one but himself in particular. Drowsiness finally settled in, and he soon drifted into a peaceful sleep.

Kurapika opened his eyes and immediately hear the chorus of birds chirping, waking up the surrounding life, it was peaceful and soothing. While he had many worries, the birds seemed to lift his spirits up. The blonde boy trudged onwards through the area. His heart skipped a beat when he saw a sign up the trail he was on. He ran frantically towards it, finally an answer to one of the million questions burning in his head. "Lauterbrunnen Valley" he read aloud, underneath it said "Lauterbrunnen village" 2.5 miles. Kurapika felt very ecstatic at this moment, it wasn't much but it was a great step. He followed the sign heading onward through the beautiful spacious area. Kurapika for the most part was in the best mood he's had ever since receiving the amnesia. However, his mood went directly south. On one of the trunks of a tree laid a bee stuck on a spider web struggling to escape from the web. On the same web laid a grotesque spider getting ready to feast on its catch of the day. A fire was burning through him that scared Kurapika. He had no particular reason to feel this way, at least he thinks so. Yet for some strange reason he wanted nothing more than to crush this spider with both his hands. The spider was approaching the bee when Kurapika grabbed the spider and crushed it with extreme force. He panted for a minute and dropped the spiders dead body on the ground." Whats wrong with me" Kurapika thought to himself, "where did that sudden burst of rage come from". He continued along the path, but still in the back of his mind the rage he just experienced was burning fresh.

After walking for 30 mins, he finally reached the village. The village seemed small, but it was filled with activity. One thing Kurapika caught on to right away was the amount of stares he was receiving. Kurapika thought to himself, I must look extremely undignified right now. Problems was. he quickly as he found out that nobody is kind enough to lend a stranger a helping hand especially someone with no type of currency whatsoever. Kurapika cursed at himself he should have realized that something like this would happen. Who would want to help a kid whos been wandering in the wilderness for hours, especially someone with amnesia. Kurapika wandered the village, asking anyone if they had any clues on who he might be, or for some spare change. Most people looked disgusted or didn't acknowledge him at all. He finally met a couple kind enough to give him spare change. Swiss Franc was what they called it. Kurapika found a cafe that seemed reasonably priced and decided to order and gather some information. He placed his order and patiently waited for the panini he ordered. Kurapika nibbled on the delicious panini like it was his last meal. The cafe he was in had a lot of tourists, it was small but contained lots of people in it making it easy to listen in on people's conversations. He began to listen in on others peoples conversations, just to pass the time. People were talking about waterfalls apparently nearby, politics, scandals. Mundane topics that seemed irrelevant but still kept him for the least bit occupied. Kurapika gathered more info apparently he was in a country called Switzerland close to a very well known forest that many people like to venture through. One thing that was troubling Kurapika was the off feeling he had, as if something wasn't right, and it wasn't from the fact he had amnesia. Kurapika continued to listen into conversations, that all seemed very similar to each other. Till finally he heard a very unusual conversation being held. A female voice said, " Why these muggles seem to just wear the most peculiar things, isn't that right dear." Kurapika turned around to look at the people conversing at the table directly behind him. Their were three people, two of them female, and one male. Kurapika assumed a family. They looked to be of an asian descent. The couple seemed to be in an engaged conversation while the girl who Kurapika assumed to be their daughter just sat there as if she wasn't interested and wanted nothing more than to be by herself. "Now Cho dear, I know these last few months have been amazingly brutal for you, but eventually you'll need to pick up all your pieces and move on with your life." Evidently this was not the right thing to say as the girl called Cho, Kurapika could already see the tears dripping down on her cheek. Evidently the dad and the mom realized the mistake as well, they tried to say something but by that time, Cho had already stormed out of the cafe. "Oh dear, what should we do about Cho, at this rate I'm worried she might do something drastic," said the mom. " I know dear, but for right now, I don't think we can do anything but just offer our support, losing your first real love from break up is hard enough, but losing it because your lover was murdered is something else entirely," said the dad. At this Kurapika began to understand why the girl had look so lifeless and uninterested earlier at her surroundings. "Dear, does that mean you actually believe that story, you really believe that after 14 years you know who is back do you?" said the mom. "Honey, I don't honestly know what to believe at the moment," said the dad gloomily. What happened next stunned stunned Kurapika. The couple pulled out a picture, it looked like a family picture, but Kurapika was looking behind their shoulders, he can clearly see that the pictures were moving. Kurapika immediately looked at the decor across the room, all the other pictures remained motionless.

The couple left the cafe, leaving a speechless Kurapika to examine what he just saw. "They are a strange group that is undeniable, but was I just imagining the picture moving on its own," Kurapika saidtto himself pondering? Hours later passed and he exited the cafe, Kurapika for the most part was frustrated by the lack of success of trying to find out more about his mysterious past. Kurapika knew in his heart that this village held no answers to the questions that have been on his mind since the begining of this excursion. The village was all but empty now, it was almost midnight, and Kurapika had no were to stay. Kurapika wondered to himself, what exactly his next move will be, he had no money, no recollection of who he was or any skills he had, he was for the most part all alone until hopefully someone recognized him. So he wandered the streets of the village looking for at least a semi decent area just to sleep in. However, as luck would have it Kurapika's forture would be changing for the best.