When Magics Collide
A CardCaptor Sakura and Harry Potter Crossover Fanfiction
By Marie-Claire
Standard Disclaimers Apply
"Hey, mate, d'you know who's going to be the new Defense Against Dark Arts teacher this year?" Ron asked Harry as the trio strolled through the double doors on their way to the Great Hall.
"Ask Mione. She's the prefect isn't she? To think about it, you're a prefect as well, aren't you?" Harry replied.
"I don't know anything about it," Hermione said, then glared at Ron when he let out a mock gasp of surprise at her proclamation that she knew nothing about the matter just like them. "Professor Dumbledore hasn't told the prefects anything about it. I expect we'll find out about it later, though."
They entered the Great Hall and went to sit with the Gryffindor Table, where a lot of their friends were already at. Seamus Finnigan and Dean Thomas waved and nodded at them from near the front, while Colin and Dennis Creevey, self-proclaimed, die-harid fans of Harry went red and immediately to whisper to each other. Harry was chagrined to see that the two siblings now had individual cameras, and were already trying to focus it to take pictures of Harry. Trying to sink lower into his seat as he ran a hand through his hair to flatten it down, he happened to glance at the Head Table and was stunned by what he saw.
Or what he didn't see, actually.
"Where are the teachers?"
At the Head Table, more than four of the seats were empty, including the one normally occupied by Hagrid, the Keeper of Keys of Hogwarts who had been their Care of Magical Creatures teacher for almost three years, as well as Professor Trelawney's seat, who had been their teacher in Divination until the latter part of their fifth year when she had been replaced for a short time by Firenze, a centaur of the Forbidden Forest. Even Professor Sprout, who was the Hufflepuff's head of house, was missing. The Defense Against Dark Arts position seemed to be unoccupied again, as usual.
"What gives?" Ron said.
"They can't possibly be all gone!" Harry said incredulously.
Apparently, this thought had occurred to a lot of people. All around them, the students were whispering furtively to each other, worry and fear showing clearly on their faces as they gazed up at the sinister blank seats at the Head Table. Albus Dumbledore, the Headmaster, seemed unaffected by the whisperings, however, and was twiddling his thumbs as he talked with Professor McGonagall, the Transfigurations professor and Head of House of Gryffindor. He was wearing robes of a shocking purple color, and it contrasted greatly with the unusual orange wizard hat he was sporting.
After all the students were present and accounted for, the incoming first years were led in by Professor Snape, another weird thing, since it was usually Professor McGonagall who led the newcomers. Harry was taken aback by the unusually haggard appearance of the Potions Master, though he still found reason to snap at a Hufflepuff student for sticking out a foot too far as he passed. Even Professor McGonagall looked more stressed out than usual, her hat a little askew. Her eyes were droopy and dark rings were surrounding them, though they looked as sharp as ever.
After the Sorting Hat finished the shortest song it had sung in all time, (only two stanzas) all about not breaking ranks and being on guard all the time, they commenced on into The Sorting whcih took an unusually long time, since there seemed to be a lot more new students. Finally when the Sorting was finished, Dumbledore clapped his hands and stood up, looking expectantly at the closed doors of the Great Hall.
When a few seconds passed and nothing happened, a few people began to look curiously at Dumbledore. "Honestly! What's his problem?" Hermione said irritatedly. She had been bickering with Ron earlier on and was apparently not in the best of moods.
Suddenly, a shout from a second year Ravenclaw made them all swivel in their seats. They all turned to stare as the air in front of the doors shimmered suddenly, like moving water. It was glowing iridescently as well, an unnatural light blue light coming from within.
Then, a foot stepped out from the shimmering expanse and they all gasped as five people stepped out, looking quite unruffled as they began walking away from the shimmer. When the last person, a girl whose raven hair was tied back in a high ponytail stepped out, the air shimmered again before settling finally.
"It's them!" said Ron, who was goggling at the mysterious quintet as they passed by their table. They stopped a foot away from the High Table, all facing Dumbledore, and bowed simultaneously.
Dumbledore smiled at them, and nodded towards the students who were all watching their every move. "Students, I am sure that you have noticed that a few of your teachers are not here. They are all currently busy with a lot of things, which results in their unavailability this school year. Fear not, however, as I have managed to come up with new teachers to take up their positions." He waved a slightly bony hand over the newcomers and they took it as their cue to introduce themselves.
The auburn-haired female with the sparkling green eyes stepped forward first and looked at them all with apparent cheerfulness, though there was a small mysterious glint in her emerald orbs. "Hello, students of Hogwarts. I'm Sakura Avalon and I will be in charge of the Care of Magical Creatures Department as well as Divination."
"She's taking Hagrid's place?!" Harry said in a shocked whisper. "And Divination as well?"
Hermione had lost the look of irritation on her face, her expression one of awe and faint envy. "She's so young. I don't think she's a lot older than us and she's already teaching? How could Dumbledore allow that?!"
Next stepped the azure eyed, bespectacled guy who was smiling mischievously, albeit mysteriously at them. "Eriol Hiragizawa, at your service," he said in a cool, urbane voice, which was immediately followed by heartfelt sighs from the female population. "I will be teaching Defense Against Dark Arts this year and only this year, as a special favor to someone I would rather not name." Then he paused and his smiled became steely. "I am a tough taskmaster, though I do not look it, and will brook no disruption in my class." After that, his smile became playful again and he stepped back to converse with the girl with wavy raven hair at his side.
Amber eyes flashed as a chestnut brown-haired boy moved forward to gaze with impassiveness at everyone. "The Ministry of Magic and Hogwarts have agreed to form a new course, called Practical and Magical Defense. I am Xiao Lang Li and will be your teacher for that class, which is a required course for every year." He inclined his head slightly towards the sea of faces looking up at him and gave them all a slightly threatening glare. "I expect full cooperation from every person in my class. Don't make me hurt you."
Next came the wavy-haired girl with the gently elegant features. "I am Tomoyo Daidouji, from Japan, here to be your new professor in Muggle Studies. It is a pleasure to be here," she said in a gracious voice.
Finally, the last girl stepped forward. "I am Meiling Li, taking the place of your Herbology teacher temporarily." When a few Hufflepuffs sent her worried glances, she grinned at them and said, "Professor Sprout, will, however, remain the head of Hufflepuff House even in her absence."
"They're all teachers?!" Ron exclaimed, dumbstruck.
"I can't believe it!"
A coldly malicious voice suddenly floated above the din of voices coming from the Slytherin Table. Harry turned to glare at Draco Malfoy, their Slytherin archenemy whose father is currently in Azkaban, the Wizard Prison, for having been caught helping Voldemort. "Just what is this pathetic excuse for a school coming to anyway?" He said with a sneer to his friends. "Imagine, hiring children to teach? I mean-" Suddenly, his ice- blue eyes widened and he clutched at his throat with one hand, making frantic gestures with the other.
"I think he could do with remaining in silence for a while, right, Li?" Professor Hiragizawa told the other guy with a satisfied smile, his wand still raised and pointed at the Slytherin Table's general direction.
Professor Li smirked in reply and crossed his arms. "Absolutely, Hiragizawa," he replied, ignoring Professor Snape's outraged glare and the other student's faintly awed expressions. "Why not make it permanent, though?" He added, beginning to raise his wand as well.
A hand on his arm and laughing green eyes stopped him from cursing Malfoy to silent oblivion forever, though, and he turned to see Sakura with a teasing smile. "Don't go all spell-crazy on us, Syaoran-kun. It's just our first day here."
"Aw, Sakura, you're way too nice," Meiling said. After all, she had also taken out her wand in preparation.
"She's my cousin. Of course she's nice!" Tomoyo said.
"That was unbelievable!" Neville Longbottom squeaked from his seat, leaning forward with wide eyes to goggle at the new teachers.
"What's so unbelievable about that?" Ron asked clueless annoyance. "He just performed a Silencing Charm to shut Malfoy up. I could have done that!" he boasted.
"Not that kind of charm, you can't," Hermione retorted. "That wasn't a simple Silencing Charm."
"What Mione means is that he didn't even say 'Silencio' or anything else to make the spell work. That's kinda unusual, don't you think?" Harry told Ron. "And remember, it took just one of them to defeat and capture those Death Eaters. If that isn't proof that they're unnaturally powerful, then I don't know what is."
Ron's eyes widened as if that reason had just finally dawned on him.
Hermione shook her head at him as she speared a fat shrimp that had appeared on one of the golden plates on the table. "Slow, isn't he?"
Harry opened his mouth to speak, then met Ron's slightly red face and furious glare, and settled for sighing instead.
A CardCaptor Sakura and Harry Potter Crossover Fanfiction
By Marie-Claire
Standard Disclaimers Apply
"Hey, mate, d'you know who's going to be the new Defense Against Dark Arts teacher this year?" Ron asked Harry as the trio strolled through the double doors on their way to the Great Hall.
"Ask Mione. She's the prefect isn't she? To think about it, you're a prefect as well, aren't you?" Harry replied.
"I don't know anything about it," Hermione said, then glared at Ron when he let out a mock gasp of surprise at her proclamation that she knew nothing about the matter just like them. "Professor Dumbledore hasn't told the prefects anything about it. I expect we'll find out about it later, though."
They entered the Great Hall and went to sit with the Gryffindor Table, where a lot of their friends were already at. Seamus Finnigan and Dean Thomas waved and nodded at them from near the front, while Colin and Dennis Creevey, self-proclaimed, die-harid fans of Harry went red and immediately to whisper to each other. Harry was chagrined to see that the two siblings now had individual cameras, and were already trying to focus it to take pictures of Harry. Trying to sink lower into his seat as he ran a hand through his hair to flatten it down, he happened to glance at the Head Table and was stunned by what he saw.
Or what he didn't see, actually.
"Where are the teachers?"
At the Head Table, more than four of the seats were empty, including the one normally occupied by Hagrid, the Keeper of Keys of Hogwarts who had been their Care of Magical Creatures teacher for almost three years, as well as Professor Trelawney's seat, who had been their teacher in Divination until the latter part of their fifth year when she had been replaced for a short time by Firenze, a centaur of the Forbidden Forest. Even Professor Sprout, who was the Hufflepuff's head of house, was missing. The Defense Against Dark Arts position seemed to be unoccupied again, as usual.
"What gives?" Ron said.
"They can't possibly be all gone!" Harry said incredulously.
Apparently, this thought had occurred to a lot of people. All around them, the students were whispering furtively to each other, worry and fear showing clearly on their faces as they gazed up at the sinister blank seats at the Head Table. Albus Dumbledore, the Headmaster, seemed unaffected by the whisperings, however, and was twiddling his thumbs as he talked with Professor McGonagall, the Transfigurations professor and Head of House of Gryffindor. He was wearing robes of a shocking purple color, and it contrasted greatly with the unusual orange wizard hat he was sporting.
After all the students were present and accounted for, the incoming first years were led in by Professor Snape, another weird thing, since it was usually Professor McGonagall who led the newcomers. Harry was taken aback by the unusually haggard appearance of the Potions Master, though he still found reason to snap at a Hufflepuff student for sticking out a foot too far as he passed. Even Professor McGonagall looked more stressed out than usual, her hat a little askew. Her eyes were droopy and dark rings were surrounding them, though they looked as sharp as ever.
After the Sorting Hat finished the shortest song it had sung in all time, (only two stanzas) all about not breaking ranks and being on guard all the time, they commenced on into The Sorting whcih took an unusually long time, since there seemed to be a lot more new students. Finally when the Sorting was finished, Dumbledore clapped his hands and stood up, looking expectantly at the closed doors of the Great Hall.
When a few seconds passed and nothing happened, a few people began to look curiously at Dumbledore. "Honestly! What's his problem?" Hermione said irritatedly. She had been bickering with Ron earlier on and was apparently not in the best of moods.
Suddenly, a shout from a second year Ravenclaw made them all swivel in their seats. They all turned to stare as the air in front of the doors shimmered suddenly, like moving water. It was glowing iridescently as well, an unnatural light blue light coming from within.
Then, a foot stepped out from the shimmering expanse and they all gasped as five people stepped out, looking quite unruffled as they began walking away from the shimmer. When the last person, a girl whose raven hair was tied back in a high ponytail stepped out, the air shimmered again before settling finally.
"It's them!" said Ron, who was goggling at the mysterious quintet as they passed by their table. They stopped a foot away from the High Table, all facing Dumbledore, and bowed simultaneously.
Dumbledore smiled at them, and nodded towards the students who were all watching their every move. "Students, I am sure that you have noticed that a few of your teachers are not here. They are all currently busy with a lot of things, which results in their unavailability this school year. Fear not, however, as I have managed to come up with new teachers to take up their positions." He waved a slightly bony hand over the newcomers and they took it as their cue to introduce themselves.
The auburn-haired female with the sparkling green eyes stepped forward first and looked at them all with apparent cheerfulness, though there was a small mysterious glint in her emerald orbs. "Hello, students of Hogwarts. I'm Sakura Avalon and I will be in charge of the Care of Magical Creatures Department as well as Divination."
"She's taking Hagrid's place?!" Harry said in a shocked whisper. "And Divination as well?"
Hermione had lost the look of irritation on her face, her expression one of awe and faint envy. "She's so young. I don't think she's a lot older than us and she's already teaching? How could Dumbledore allow that?!"
Next stepped the azure eyed, bespectacled guy who was smiling mischievously, albeit mysteriously at them. "Eriol Hiragizawa, at your service," he said in a cool, urbane voice, which was immediately followed by heartfelt sighs from the female population. "I will be teaching Defense Against Dark Arts this year and only this year, as a special favor to someone I would rather not name." Then he paused and his smiled became steely. "I am a tough taskmaster, though I do not look it, and will brook no disruption in my class." After that, his smile became playful again and he stepped back to converse with the girl with wavy raven hair at his side.
Amber eyes flashed as a chestnut brown-haired boy moved forward to gaze with impassiveness at everyone. "The Ministry of Magic and Hogwarts have agreed to form a new course, called Practical and Magical Defense. I am Xiao Lang Li and will be your teacher for that class, which is a required course for every year." He inclined his head slightly towards the sea of faces looking up at him and gave them all a slightly threatening glare. "I expect full cooperation from every person in my class. Don't make me hurt you."
Next came the wavy-haired girl with the gently elegant features. "I am Tomoyo Daidouji, from Japan, here to be your new professor in Muggle Studies. It is a pleasure to be here," she said in a gracious voice.
Finally, the last girl stepped forward. "I am Meiling Li, taking the place of your Herbology teacher temporarily." When a few Hufflepuffs sent her worried glances, she grinned at them and said, "Professor Sprout, will, however, remain the head of Hufflepuff House even in her absence."
"They're all teachers?!" Ron exclaimed, dumbstruck.
"I can't believe it!"
A coldly malicious voice suddenly floated above the din of voices coming from the Slytherin Table. Harry turned to glare at Draco Malfoy, their Slytherin archenemy whose father is currently in Azkaban, the Wizard Prison, for having been caught helping Voldemort. "Just what is this pathetic excuse for a school coming to anyway?" He said with a sneer to his friends. "Imagine, hiring children to teach? I mean-" Suddenly, his ice- blue eyes widened and he clutched at his throat with one hand, making frantic gestures with the other.
"I think he could do with remaining in silence for a while, right, Li?" Professor Hiragizawa told the other guy with a satisfied smile, his wand still raised and pointed at the Slytherin Table's general direction.
Professor Li smirked in reply and crossed his arms. "Absolutely, Hiragizawa," he replied, ignoring Professor Snape's outraged glare and the other student's faintly awed expressions. "Why not make it permanent, though?" He added, beginning to raise his wand as well.
A hand on his arm and laughing green eyes stopped him from cursing Malfoy to silent oblivion forever, though, and he turned to see Sakura with a teasing smile. "Don't go all spell-crazy on us, Syaoran-kun. It's just our first day here."
"Aw, Sakura, you're way too nice," Meiling said. After all, she had also taken out her wand in preparation.
"She's my cousin. Of course she's nice!" Tomoyo said.
"That was unbelievable!" Neville Longbottom squeaked from his seat, leaning forward with wide eyes to goggle at the new teachers.
"What's so unbelievable about that?" Ron asked clueless annoyance. "He just performed a Silencing Charm to shut Malfoy up. I could have done that!" he boasted.
"Not that kind of charm, you can't," Hermione retorted. "That wasn't a simple Silencing Charm."
"What Mione means is that he didn't even say 'Silencio' or anything else to make the spell work. That's kinda unusual, don't you think?" Harry told Ron. "And remember, it took just one of them to defeat and capture those Death Eaters. If that isn't proof that they're unnaturally powerful, then I don't know what is."
Ron's eyes widened as if that reason had just finally dawned on him.
Hermione shook her head at him as she speared a fat shrimp that had appeared on one of the golden plates on the table. "Slow, isn't he?"
Harry opened his mouth to speak, then met Ron's slightly red face and furious glare, and settled for sighing instead.