Harry Saotome and the Philosopher's Stone
Chapter I
"Here comes Harry!"
Nine and a half years later.(The Early Spring of 1991)
".One of you are to be engaged to Ranma, the son of my good old friend Genma Saotome," Soun Tendo told his three daughters. The three girls had very different reactions.
The youngest one, who wore a gi, scowled at her father. "What! You're just going to make one of us marry a.a pervert!"
The oldest one, who wore an apron, had a thoughtful expression her face. "I hope he's older. Younger men are so.young."
The middle child, who wore a kimono, looked rather curious. "He's been around the world, so he must be well cultured." She looked at her father. "So what is he like?"
Soun coughed into his hand. "Well, I've never actually met him, you see, but my old friend surely raised him to be a man among men!"
The pose he struck did nothing to relieve his children.
Nabiki began to say something, but the doorbell rang.
"That must be him!" exclaimed the Tendo patriarch. He rushed to the door, and opened it.
And saw no one.
"This must be a bad omen," he mused to himself.
"Um, I'm down here, said a nervous voice, from below the pair's line of sight. They looked down and saw a short boy in a pair of loose dark colored slacks, an equally dark tee shirt, and a light blue flannel shirt. He also wore a pair of glasses over sharp green eyes. Long dark bangs covered his forehead, and the rest of his hair was pulled back into a pigtail. Coupled with his quite muscular structure, and any girl would instantly think one word, bishonen.
Soun instantly smiled. "Ah! You must be Genma's son! Come inside young man!"
He led the boy inside and sat him at the table in front of his children.
"Now, you're father has told you about the agreement, correct?"
The boy shook his head.
Soun cleared his throat. "Well twenty years ago, you're father and I we're trained under a horrid.monster, and we agreed that our children would unite the clans."
He stood up and motioned to his youngest daughter. "Akane, age fifteen." She glared at the boy.
He moved to the middle child. "Nabiki, age sixteen." She gave the boy a curious grin.
He motioned to the eldest girl. "Kasumi, age eighteen." She gave him a sorrowful look.
He looked down to the boy. "Pick one and she will you're bride!"
"Wait!" the boy exclaimed. "Don't you think we're a bit young for marriage?"
"Nonsense, you're all of the legal age, now pick you're bride. It is a matter of family honor."
The boy looked at the three girls and thought about it for a moment. While he kept thinking, Akane's glare intensified dramatically.
He finally looked up. "I pick Nabiki."
Akane instantly stood up. "I won't allow this, you perverted midget!"
The boy stood up. "Who you call' in a midget."
"The short pervert that's trying to get in a sister's pants!" She said in a raised voice. "I challenge you to a fight, right now in the dojo. If I win, you leave come back!"
The boy glanced at his would be fiancé and then glared up at Akane. "This is a matter of honor, so if I win you let your sister make her own decisions. Agreed?"
She nodded, and missed the point entirely. The two left for the dojo, the others hurried after them.
Akane took a stance at side of the dojo. "Don't holdback because I'm a girl."
The boy smirked as he tossed his flannel behind him. "As long as you don't holdback because I'm only ten years old." He then rushed towards her.
The announcement of his age had a profound effect on the other occupants of the room. For example, Akane's mind attempted to reassess the situation, but it was to be interrupted.
She barely had time to dodge the high kick that was sent her way, as the boy quickly put her on the defensive. He pressed his assault, and Akane either had to dodge or block, mainly blocking.
At one point she took advantage of a small opening in his defense, by trying to swing at his side with her best punch. She was taken completely by surprise when he sidestepped it, grabbed her arm, threw her ten foot away into the floor.
"Oh my!" exclaimed Kasumi.
Soun rubbed his chin. "Quite impressive."
"What is Daddy?" asked Nabiki.
"Judging by his size and age, I wouldn't think that he throw her with such force," he replied.
Akane slowly stood up from the dent in the floor. She looked at her opponent, who was in a defensive stance, with a slight smirk on his face.
"Don't think this is over yet, Ranma," She growled.
The boy dropped his stance entirely.
"Wait a minute. You think I'm Ranma?" he asked everyone present.
"Who else could you be? Genma only had one son," explained Soun.
The boy looked up at him. "I'm sorry, but I didn't mean to deceive you. I am Genma Saotome's adopted son, Harry. I can explain everything, but I think we should go back to the parlor first."
"What about our duel?" huffed Akane. Soun quickly went to her a put a hand on her shoulder.
"Daughter, I'm afraid there would be no point in continuing it, you were too outclassed," he told her.
"What!" She exclaimed. "That's impossible, he's only a kid!"
"Sis," said Nabiki. "I'm afraid I'm going to have to agree with Daddy. He's better than you are."
She looked too Kasumi, for support. "At least he didn't hold back. Didn't you Harry-kun?"
Harry smiled and stepped up to Akane as he shook his head. "Nah, I put everything I had into it."
He put his hand out. "No hard feelings, alright?"
She looked at his hand for a moment. Then she took it with a smile. "At least I wasn't beaten by a pervert."
The group returned to the parlor.
".So you're father found you in a dumpster!" exclaimed Akane.
"Oh my! That is so terrible!" also exclaimed Kasumi as she laid out the evening's meal on the table. "How could anyone abandon such a young child?"
Harry shrugged his shoulders as he took a bite. "All I know is that my real parents were killed by an evil Frenchmen."
Nabiki gave him a curious, yet understanding, look. "Evil Frenchmen?"
He nodded. "I think his name was Mortimer or something like that."
Soun nodded to himself. "It must have been hard to spend your entire training in the ways of the Art."
"Yes it was," said Harry. "But I'm probable happier, than I would have been had I stayed with the people who left me."
The meal continued in silence from there. On occasion, Harry stole a glance at his fiancé, when he thought she wasn't looking.
After they had finished eating, Soun turned to Harry.
"I was wondering," he began. "Where is my old friend Genma?"
Harry opened his mouth, but a panda and a redheaded girl descended into the backyard. The two were fighting like none of the family members had ever seen before.
"Right there," Harry answered, pointing at the panda.
Akane stared at him in an odd way. "That's a panda. Are you stupid or something?"
"Ranma and Pop were cursed while we were in China," he told her as he gave her a hurt look. "Cold water turns them into their cursed forms, but hot water reverses it."
"I had just put a kettle on the boil. How lucky!" said Kasumi as she smiled.
Finally the girl knocked the panda unconscious by smashing him into the pond, and walked towards the porch.
"Hi," said the redhead, "I'm Ranma Saotome."
Note
Some of you wonder what was on the letter that Genma, and that Genma could read it at all.
The fact of the matter is that.
I don't know what is in the letter!
For you see, this is the letter that Dumbledore left with Harry. And the Dursleys aren't talking.
Now about Genma. If the man went to China, for training, and read a Chinese pamphlet and found out about Jusenkyou, then he must know how to read and speak at least a little bit of the languages of where he goes. So he probable figured this out from the letter.
This boy is Harry Potter. He is the son of powerful sorcerers, who were killed by an evil man named Voldemort (it's French). Harry will surpass all in sheer power, so he must be raised to be good, or the world will surly suffer.
Then Genma decided to raise him to be kind, just, and compassionate. So that the world will have a true hero! Okay, so maybe not that! He probable just figured that with a sorcerer in the family he would be on easy street.
We'll that's all for my note!
Written by Baladar. Send all comments to Tasslehoff_11@yahoo.com
Rumiko Takahashi owns Ranma½.
J.K. Rowling owns Harry Potter.
Chapter I
"Here comes Harry!"
Nine and a half years later.(The Early Spring of 1991)
".One of you are to be engaged to Ranma, the son of my good old friend Genma Saotome," Soun Tendo told his three daughters. The three girls had very different reactions.
The youngest one, who wore a gi, scowled at her father. "What! You're just going to make one of us marry a.a pervert!"
The oldest one, who wore an apron, had a thoughtful expression her face. "I hope he's older. Younger men are so.young."
The middle child, who wore a kimono, looked rather curious. "He's been around the world, so he must be well cultured." She looked at her father. "So what is he like?"
Soun coughed into his hand. "Well, I've never actually met him, you see, but my old friend surely raised him to be a man among men!"
The pose he struck did nothing to relieve his children.
Nabiki began to say something, but the doorbell rang.
"That must be him!" exclaimed the Tendo patriarch. He rushed to the door, and opened it.
And saw no one.
"This must be a bad omen," he mused to himself.
"Um, I'm down here, said a nervous voice, from below the pair's line of sight. They looked down and saw a short boy in a pair of loose dark colored slacks, an equally dark tee shirt, and a light blue flannel shirt. He also wore a pair of glasses over sharp green eyes. Long dark bangs covered his forehead, and the rest of his hair was pulled back into a pigtail. Coupled with his quite muscular structure, and any girl would instantly think one word, bishonen.
Soun instantly smiled. "Ah! You must be Genma's son! Come inside young man!"
He led the boy inside and sat him at the table in front of his children.
"Now, you're father has told you about the agreement, correct?"
The boy shook his head.
Soun cleared his throat. "Well twenty years ago, you're father and I we're trained under a horrid.monster, and we agreed that our children would unite the clans."
He stood up and motioned to his youngest daughter. "Akane, age fifteen." She glared at the boy.
He moved to the middle child. "Nabiki, age sixteen." She gave the boy a curious grin.
He motioned to the eldest girl. "Kasumi, age eighteen." She gave him a sorrowful look.
He looked down to the boy. "Pick one and she will you're bride!"
"Wait!" the boy exclaimed. "Don't you think we're a bit young for marriage?"
"Nonsense, you're all of the legal age, now pick you're bride. It is a matter of family honor."
The boy looked at the three girls and thought about it for a moment. While he kept thinking, Akane's glare intensified dramatically.
He finally looked up. "I pick Nabiki."
Akane instantly stood up. "I won't allow this, you perverted midget!"
The boy stood up. "Who you call' in a midget."
"The short pervert that's trying to get in a sister's pants!" She said in a raised voice. "I challenge you to a fight, right now in the dojo. If I win, you leave come back!"
The boy glanced at his would be fiancé and then glared up at Akane. "This is a matter of honor, so if I win you let your sister make her own decisions. Agreed?"
She nodded, and missed the point entirely. The two left for the dojo, the others hurried after them.
Akane took a stance at side of the dojo. "Don't holdback because I'm a girl."
The boy smirked as he tossed his flannel behind him. "As long as you don't holdback because I'm only ten years old." He then rushed towards her.
The announcement of his age had a profound effect on the other occupants of the room. For example, Akane's mind attempted to reassess the situation, but it was to be interrupted.
She barely had time to dodge the high kick that was sent her way, as the boy quickly put her on the defensive. He pressed his assault, and Akane either had to dodge or block, mainly blocking.
At one point she took advantage of a small opening in his defense, by trying to swing at his side with her best punch. She was taken completely by surprise when he sidestepped it, grabbed her arm, threw her ten foot away into the floor.
"Oh my!" exclaimed Kasumi.
Soun rubbed his chin. "Quite impressive."
"What is Daddy?" asked Nabiki.
"Judging by his size and age, I wouldn't think that he throw her with such force," he replied.
Akane slowly stood up from the dent in the floor. She looked at her opponent, who was in a defensive stance, with a slight smirk on his face.
"Don't think this is over yet, Ranma," She growled.
The boy dropped his stance entirely.
"Wait a minute. You think I'm Ranma?" he asked everyone present.
"Who else could you be? Genma only had one son," explained Soun.
The boy looked up at him. "I'm sorry, but I didn't mean to deceive you. I am Genma Saotome's adopted son, Harry. I can explain everything, but I think we should go back to the parlor first."
"What about our duel?" huffed Akane. Soun quickly went to her a put a hand on her shoulder.
"Daughter, I'm afraid there would be no point in continuing it, you were too outclassed," he told her.
"What!" She exclaimed. "That's impossible, he's only a kid!"
"Sis," said Nabiki. "I'm afraid I'm going to have to agree with Daddy. He's better than you are."
She looked too Kasumi, for support. "At least he didn't hold back. Didn't you Harry-kun?"
Harry smiled and stepped up to Akane as he shook his head. "Nah, I put everything I had into it."
He put his hand out. "No hard feelings, alright?"
She looked at his hand for a moment. Then she took it with a smile. "At least I wasn't beaten by a pervert."
The group returned to the parlor.
".So you're father found you in a dumpster!" exclaimed Akane.
"Oh my! That is so terrible!" also exclaimed Kasumi as she laid out the evening's meal on the table. "How could anyone abandon such a young child?"
Harry shrugged his shoulders as he took a bite. "All I know is that my real parents were killed by an evil Frenchmen."
Nabiki gave him a curious, yet understanding, look. "Evil Frenchmen?"
He nodded. "I think his name was Mortimer or something like that."
Soun nodded to himself. "It must have been hard to spend your entire training in the ways of the Art."
"Yes it was," said Harry. "But I'm probable happier, than I would have been had I stayed with the people who left me."
The meal continued in silence from there. On occasion, Harry stole a glance at his fiancé, when he thought she wasn't looking.
After they had finished eating, Soun turned to Harry.
"I was wondering," he began. "Where is my old friend Genma?"
Harry opened his mouth, but a panda and a redheaded girl descended into the backyard. The two were fighting like none of the family members had ever seen before.
"Right there," Harry answered, pointing at the panda.
Akane stared at him in an odd way. "That's a panda. Are you stupid or something?"
"Ranma and Pop were cursed while we were in China," he told her as he gave her a hurt look. "Cold water turns them into their cursed forms, but hot water reverses it."
"I had just put a kettle on the boil. How lucky!" said Kasumi as she smiled.
Finally the girl knocked the panda unconscious by smashing him into the pond, and walked towards the porch.
"Hi," said the redhead, "I'm Ranma Saotome."
Note
Some of you wonder what was on the letter that Genma, and that Genma could read it at all.
The fact of the matter is that.
I don't know what is in the letter!
For you see, this is the letter that Dumbledore left with Harry. And the Dursleys aren't talking.
Now about Genma. If the man went to China, for training, and read a Chinese pamphlet and found out about Jusenkyou, then he must know how to read and speak at least a little bit of the languages of where he goes. So he probable figured this out from the letter.
This boy is Harry Potter. He is the son of powerful sorcerers, who were killed by an evil man named Voldemort (it's French). Harry will surpass all in sheer power, so he must be raised to be good, or the world will surly suffer.
Then Genma decided to raise him to be kind, just, and compassionate. So that the world will have a true hero! Okay, so maybe not that! He probable just figured that with a sorcerer in the family he would be on easy street.
We'll that's all for my note!
Written by Baladar. Send all comments to Tasslehoff_11@yahoo.com
Rumiko Takahashi owns Ranma½.
J.K. Rowling owns Harry Potter.