Ranma Mortis Black

By Silverscale

Ranma½, Neverwinter Nights, Harry Potter and Oh My Goddess Crossover

Matchups: Ranma/Bastet, Harry?.

Disclaimer: I do not own Ranma½, Harry Potter, Neverwinter Nights or Oh My Goddess, so please don't sue me.

A/N: It's to bad that KunoBaby won't preread anymore so I willhope thatI willbe able to handle my stories without a prereader, but if anyone want or can help me with my storiesI won't complain.

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Different Common Language

"Talking"

'Thinking'

Change of Scenes

Necromancy/The Language of the Dead

Draconian/The Language of the Dragons

Time Lines and Spells

Chapter Four: A Twist of Fate.

The silent in the Great Hall was so thick that you could have placed a dragon on it and see it float. Then Dumbledore, who was VERY impressive by the power of Ranma's magical aura, spoke as he scanned the white fire which surrounded the young wizard's skeleton arm. "I see. Well mister Reaper why don't you tell us why you have come to Hogwarts?"

Ranma let a smirk grow on his face as he spoke. "I came here to search for Salazar Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets. And as you can see by my undead arm I paid the price of success." He then trusted his undead hand in a straight line and a dark void appeared out of nowhere and a mummy lord came out from it with two magical long swords in hands. The students screamed or gasped at the horrible sight of the mummy lord. Ranma then snapped with his skeleton hand and the mummy disappeared with a bright flash. Even if the spell was powerful and so was the summoned mummy, so was Ranma out of balance with his new dark magic mixed with his ki, holy magic and neutral magic. The young wizard then remembered that the sorting began at the 1st September and not the 1st November. He swung his scythe in a wide circle and spoke a complex spell. "Tempus Hallux Visiux."

Sparks of white light swung like lighting bolts from a storm cloud snapped up from his scythe and gathered into one point and with a bright flash it was over. As the light dissolved a large orb above Ranma, it was filled with visions of the past, the present and the future. The young wizard used his senses to scan what happened after he had entered the chamber of secrets and found a very large surprise. The Globe of Necromancy had sent him and his island, even thought he had no idea of how that happened, back in time to the 1st September... kami-sama he hated time travelling!

Ranma let the globe disappear and flexed his arms before he spoke. "Well I got one thing to say, I'm going to stay here a LONG time. That globe disturbed my belt's time magic; it will take a VERY long time before I can travel back to my own time." And Ranma forgot that he hadn't mentioned him being a time traveller and was meet by the thuds of students, and some teachers, fainting in shock. "Well they took that rather well don't you think you dried up old monkey?" He asked Dumbledore, who had VERY large twitch in his left eyebrow. (Hahahahaha!)

Two Months Later.

Ranma whistled a happy tune as he walked through the halls of Hogwarts enjoying his day, thought he got slightly annoyed by the bowing armours. He had asked the old baboon about it, making the old worm's eyebrow twitch again, and he said that the castle was more like a living thing then a building because of the magic flowing through it and it was showing him its respect by making the armours of the castle bow for him. Ranma thought it was more like the castle was trying to annoy him so he would leave so it wouldn't be destroyed by his rage.

The young wizard had been offered the DADA teacher job at the school because last years teacher had been killed by a werewolf. (This job either gets the one who takes it killed, fired, makes him/her crazy, obliviated, wounded or possessed.) It was funny really, because that werewolf was one of those Ranma had sent through time as a punishment because it had taken control of the wolf and started killing for fun. Ranma thought that sending the berserker back in time would be seen as a suited punishment since time magic and moon/luna magic didn't mix very well and often made the lycan change or become cursed someway. So when he sent the werewolf through time as a punishment it had become a mindless beast with a mutated body and got itself killed when it killed the old DADA teacher.

Ranma's teaching was pure horror for the students, he would make them fight dark creatures, animals or magical monsters, sometimes without the use of magic, but no one dared to refuse his orders. If someone refused to follow his orders the young necromancer would either tie them up and hang them upside down in the Great Hall naked, or make them run ten laps around the school with a horde of wolves chasing them. The young necromancer was soon known as the Demon Teacher. But his teaching gave great results students could now fight against an ogre with their bare hands and win, with a small bit of luck. The teacher all respected Ranma as he could more of magic then anyone, not even Dumbledore or Voldemort knew about most of the things Ranma knew about magic. And by this he gained enormous respect in the whole wizard world.

He wrote a letter to a popular wizard newspaper The Latest of the Magic World a day ago. It had been about necromancy and how undead magic didn't make the one using it evil it's the one who wields the undead magic that uses it not the opposite. And of course Ranma couldn't help but add a small line in the end of the letter which made the whole wizard world impressive, they are really easy to impress, 'With great powers come great responsibilities.'

A few days ago the young necromancer had meet James and Lily Potter one time and that hadn't been a pretty sight, for Lily and James that's it. He been currently trying to make himself a golem made of unicorn flesh; he got the flesh from the black wizard market, when they came into his office. And the sight of a large man who was dressed in black robes with a hood covering his head, who's left arm is nothing but bones, and was currently putting organs together and placing them into a unicorn cadaver wasn't a pretty sight. The two had run out from the office puking their guts out, but not literary.

The two had kept their distance from Ranma ever since, they thought he was a sick maniac. But even thought they had walked into his office without knocking, which he complained about when he was sent to Albus' office two minutes after the two had run up to the headmaster and screamed at him to fire him, Ranma had finished his unicorn golem. He had also giving it skin by using his undead magic to make a thick hide of black skin appear all over the golem and then gave it life. The golem looked like a male black unicorn with two green glowing orbs as eyes, Ranma named the golem Nightmare.

But Ranma didn't want the golem to be a mindless creature so he gave it free will, a mind of its own and a soul; it was amazing how easy it was to find the lost soul of a unicorn in the Forbidden Forest. The golem had become a whole new kind of unicorn and couldn't be called golem anymore. It was too much like a living creature to be a simple mindless golem servant, so Ranma decided to name the new unicorn kind Ghost Unicorn. Nightmare and Ranma became close quicker then anyone could imagine, the Ghost Unicorn was like a new born foal in mind and saw Ranma as his father. And since this is Ranma he couldn't help but feel that his creation was like a son to him. The young necromancer was set on that he would raise Nightmare as his son and wouldn't let anyone hurt him.

The bond was so deep that the Ghost Unicorn followed him around like a dog. The teachers saw the bond between the two, but they didn't understand why a necromancer would think of a golem as his own son. All of Ranma's golems were like this, not a single one of them was mindless constructs or slow guards they were thinking and living creatures. But no golem he had every built had ever reached his heart so quickly or so deeply that he would think of it as his own child like Nightmare did.

Then Ranma decided to ride on Nightmare for the first time. It had been hilarious, for Ranma. He had taken his friend out to the lake and put a black saddle decorated with bones and skulls, which he had made himself, on Nightmare's back. He then climbed onto the large Ghost Unicorn and rode of toward the schoolyard. He had then gotten an idea and put a ghostly green glow around his eyes and drew his scythe from his sub-pocket and made his cloak cover his face in shadows. Then he had rode into the schoolyard and scared the hell out of the students and teachers when he rode through the yard, laughing maniacally.

That incident had scared even Dumbledore himself and the old wizard had understood that the young necromancer wasn't someone to tie down he was as wild as his name said he was. And this scared the headmaster; nothing was as dangerous to the light side then a wild card ready to switch side any moment. But he knew he couldn't do anything to stop or kill Ranma, the young necromancer was too powerful not even Albus could stop him with pure force. And the Japanese man wasn't easy to fool and when he wanted to he could be a danger to even the most experienced of speaker/convincer. So there was really nothing he could do and Ranma knew it.

Ranma smiled as he entered his classroom and began another torture round erm lesson with the innocent victims er students. But this lesson was surprisingly easy compared to the earlier torture seasons err lessons so the students began to shiver as they knew that their torturer um teacher was planning something really nasty. And they had no idea how right they where.

When it was 10 minutes left of the lesson Ranma rose and clapped his hand and all the chairs and the desks was teleported away, letting the students fall on their behinds. He then swung his skeleton arm in a circle and teleported himself and the students outside. He then made complex signs with his hands and a black pentagram appeared out of nowhere ten feet in front of him and a large gate opened inside it and a twenty feet tall Dracolich came out from the gate giving of a gross roar.

The students shivered at the sight of the huge undead beast, while some whimpered or crapped themselves. Ranma then smiled a scaring smile and spoke. "Let's se if you can beat this Dracolich before your lesson ends. I will be in the Great Hall, come there when you have defeated the Dracolich or when your lesson ends." The necromancer then disappeared in a bright flash leaving the poor students to their fate with the undead dragon.

The Great Hall Ten Minutes Later

Ranma was eating a piece of chicken with curry sauce and rise when all the students practically fell into the Great Hall covered in bruises, scratches, slime, bones and dirt. The necromancer looked up from his lunch and smirked as he chewed his food. He then swallowed and snapped his bone arm and the students were cleaned up. "Congratulations you defeated the Dracolich. You may now have your lunch." The students then ran to their tables and ate like they had never seen food before as everybody starred at them and Ranma with only one thing in their minds. 'I don't want to be on his bad side if that was just TRAINING.'

Ranma then finished his lunch and raised his bony hand and snapped his bone fingers and disappeared with a loud crack and a flash of dark energy. Dumbledore sighed and rested his face in his hands, something he had doing a lot of times these past two months, that necromancer was a wild card that had more chaos and power in his left hand then a demon and he sure knew how t use it. But it was also Ranma's great control over his magic and chaotic energies that scared Dumbledore since chaos was something you couldn't trust (In his eyes.). He needed to get rid of Ranma and fast.

Meanwhile In a Chamber at Dracana

Ranma was sitting in one of his studying chambers and was thinking of a way to return to his own timeline. As he wrote in his scroll reading books about time magic and time travels his mind returned to the beautiful goddess he had meet in his mind. Ranma then froze as he suddenly realised something he had totally forgotten. The Divines wasn't affected by time so Bastet would come when it had gone a year, for her, so by his calculations Bastet would arrive in a week, tops. The young necromancer suddenly rushed out from his chamber and went to his garden and began to pick fruits and flowers, he had only one thing in his mind as he did this and that was the image of Bastet's smiling face.

Two Days Later

Ranma was preparing Bastet's arrival with an almost diamond like perfection. He picked the best fruits and flowers from his garden and put up large banners all over the city and made sure that the golems and the elementals cleaned the whole city. He even summoned his familiar, which he rarely did, a dracolich named Mortis so that he could help the preparations. The dracolich cleaned his bone body with fifty feet long and twenty feet wide rag Ranma had given him and was shining as if he was made of mithrill. Nightmare got a grooming which made the ghost unicorn drool in pleasure. Even the golems were cleaned up until they sparked like newly waxed cars while the elementals made themselves purer from dirt, smoke, sand and other nasty things a familiar can receive.

Ranma gave the students a month long homework, there was a silent celebration, but it ended rather quickly when he said that he wanted a ten feet scroll with as much fact about hydras and dragons as possible. Ranma had then gone back to preparing Bastet arrival.

And after another day Ranma received the message he had longed for, a star shining in the middle of the day in the south. It was the signal which told him that Bastet would arrive the next day, and by the gods was he like a storm for the rest of that evening and prepared everything into the last detail. He only went to bed at 00:50 as he was too tired to continue, he had been working non-stop for two days with only 6 hours sleep and a few sandwiches and toilet visits.

The Next Morning

Ranma woke up 7:30 and was up like a lightning bolt, he prepared the desserts and the food and then out it on the table in the dinner room. He then went to the garden and sat down on his favourite bench and waited for her arrival.

He waited for five minutes before he felt a familiar aura arrive behind him and then everything became black as a pair of small hands covered his eyes. He then heard her sweet and soft voice purr huskily in his ear. "Guess who Rrrranchan."

To Be Continued.

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