Note: Both of these are crossovers between Harry Potter and Magyk. There are a few major differences, such as how she gets there. In one, she is trasported by Marcia as the bullet boat approches, in the other she has already found her brother and is living in the Palace. Also, though both were a Remus/Jenna pairing, Magykal Magic had an unwritten sequel, Magical Magyk that takes place after Jenna goes back to her own world. She gives birth to twins (fathered by Remus) and raises them with little knowledge of how she met their father.

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, or even James Potter for that matter, or Magyk, or any of the characters from either. I used at least two almost direct quotes from Magyk. Whoever spots them gets a DigiMuffin.

Magykal Magic

Jenna Heap sat on the floor in the bedroom of the Apprentice to the ExtraOrdinary Wizard. She wasn't the Apprentice, in fact, she'd be lucky to be an Ordinary Wizard when she got older. No, she was there to be tutored by the Apprentice, her brother, Septimus Heap. She was trying to do a Disappear, but she wasn't doing to well. She always managed to land somewhere other than where she wanted to.

"Come on Jenna! I know you can do it! Just try a little harder!" Septimus said, frustratedly. Jenna sighed.

"Alright! I'll try it one more time." she told him as she screwed up her eyes in concentration.

"Let me go from here to there

Let me zoom throughout the air"

She said. She could feel the tugging sensation of Appearing and Disappearing. When she opened her eyes, she was in a stone corridor.

"Dammit!" she yelled in the empty corridor. "I wasn't supposed to land in the Ramblings! I was supposed to land in the Palace Kitchen! Wait. What part of the Ramblings is this? I've never been here before." she muttered as she walked down the corridor. Too lost in her thoughts, she didn't hear the footsteps of someone else as she rounded a corner.

When she turned the corner, she ran into someone. Literally. As she picked herself back up, she got a look at the person. It was a he and he had hair which looked remarkably like her own raven black. When he stood up, she noticed that he was taller than her, but she didn't let that bother her, as she had seven older brothers.

"What are you doing down here?" he asked.

"Well, I was trying to Appear into the Palace Kitchen. But I messed up and I landed here, in the Ramblings. I've never been to this part before. Could you help me out?" she asked him.

"Sure. Why not? Just follow me." he told her as he led her off. About fifteen minutes later, they came to a stone gargoyle. When he said the password (Cherry Jolly Rancher Lollypops) it jumped aside and a spiral staircase appeared. After riding it to the top, the boy opened the door and inside was an old man with a silvery beard, and a ghost.

"Uncle Alther!" she said, running up to him and giving him a hug. "What are you doing here?"

"Well, Princess, I came to guide you while you were here at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry." he told her.

"Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry? Where that?"

"You're standing in it."

"No I'm not. This is just some new part of the Ramblings." she replied stubbornly.

"No, I'm afraid it isn't. Because, you see, when I was about your age, I too messed up my Disappear and I found myself here. I must also say that it took me four ears to get back home, but don't worry, Hogwarts is a nice place." he told her kindly.

"I'll have to wait four years to get home?" she stammered

"Yes." Came a new voice. She looked up to see that it was the old man "However, you will be taught a different type of Magic. This type is with wands. Now, place this hat upon your head and it will Sort you. I'll be right back with some things you will be needing." he said as he walked out of the room.

Placing the hat upon her head, she heard a voice. Welcome, Princess. It said in her head. I see great things in your future. I believe you belong in "GRYFFINDOR!" the hat bellowed.

When the old man came back, he handed her a box about 2 ½ feet long and 1 foot wide. It was wooded and intricately decorated with birds, trees, and rings.

"Take this box with you. It has many things you will be needing. Meet me here tomorrow at noon and we will go and get you your other things. Now, please follow Mr. Potter over there to your new common room." he told her as he ushered them out of the room.

"I'm Jenna. Jenna Heap. Who are you, Mr. Potter?" she said once they were at the bottom of the steps.

"I'm James. James Potter. So, you're a Gryffindor, eh? Awesome. Betcha can't catch me!" he said as he took off running with her close behind.

"Gotcha!" she yelled just before he stopped.

"No fair! I let you win!" James scoffed.

"Yeah right," Jenna replied.

"This, is the Portrait. You need to tell her the password in order for her to let you in. At the moment its 'Honeydukes Finest' but it changes so you always need to look at the message board" he told her as they walked into the common room. It was deserted except for three lonely figures. All three male.

"Okay. I think I get it. Are there other people in this place? It looks empty." she said.

"Yes, there are others. It's only empty because most people are asleep. My friends and I are the only ones down here. We're playing Truth or Dare. You wanna join?" he asked, hoping she'd say yes.

"Sure. Why not?" she said as they walked over to the three people by the fireplace.

"Hey, Prongs, who's she? You finally give up on Lily?" one of them asked. He looked an awful lot like James Potter.

"No, Padfoot. This is Jenna Heap. She's new here. By the way, how old are you?"

"I'm thirteen. How old are you? You look like my brother Nicko. Only, you aren't blond."

"I'm fourteen. Well, Jenna, I want you to meet Remus Lupin, Peter Pettigrew, and Sirius Black." as he pointed to them, they each nodded.

"So, where ya from, Jenna?" the one called Sirius asked.

"I live in the Castle, in the Ramblings. In Room 16, Corridor 223, East Side. Actually, that's where my parents live, at the moment I live at the Palace is the Castle."

"Where is this Castle place? I've never heard of it." said Remus.

"I don't suppose you have. But it's a marvelous place. You must visit it sometime. But, let's get on with the game. I was told that you guys are playing Truth or Dare?" she said excitedly.

"Yes. We are. Would you like to go now?" asked Peter

"Sure, why not?"

"Alright then. Truth or Dare?" James asked.

"Dare."

"I dare you to eat a worm." he dared, thinking that, as a girl, she'd ge grossed out.

"Alive or dead?"

"Alive..." he said, a bi taken aback by her calm attitude.

"Muddy?"

"Sure..." She was really starting to scare him. What girl doesn't mind eating worms?

"Okay. I'll do it tomorrow as it's too dark outside to see. Now, Black. Truth or Dare?"

"I'll take dare, thank you." he said, expecting her to dare him to do some stupid girly thing.

"Who do you hate the most?"

"Snivellus."

"Name?"

"Severous Snape."

"What is your least favorite color?"

"Pink"

"What is your least favoriteclass?"

"Potions"

"Is he in Potions with you?"

"Yes."

"Okay then,I dare you to hit on Severous Snape, while dressed in a bright pink, frilly dress, and telling him about how much being in Potions with him turns you on. But it must be somewhere with the entire school watching." (may change to: "I dare you to serenade your worst enemy, in a pink frilly dress, and tell him all about how being with him during your least favorite subject turns you on, in front of the whole school")

"Oh! Good one Jenna!" James said, happy that he didn't get a dare from her.

"Hey, guys. I think we should go to bed. Tomorrow's Christmas Eve."

"Okay. Where do I sleep?"

"Up the stairs on the right, and go in the door that says 'Third Years'. There should be and empty bed. If not, sleep out here." James told her as h walked up the other set of stairs.

"Thanks. 'Night." she told them as she went up the others.

The next morning Jenna was the first to rise in the room she had stayed in. She noticed that there were five other girls in there, all of them sleeping peacefully. She picked up the box she had brought up with her and headed back down. When she reached the bottom, she noticed someone else. It was Remus Lupin. The boy who had suggested that they go to bed.

"Hello, Remus." she said, startling him.

"Hello Jenna. Why are you up so early?"

"I always get up this early. I usually have tutoring with my brother, Septimus, but today I was going to look through this box. You wanna look with me?"

"Sure, why not?" he said as they sat down on one of the couches.

"Awesome." she said as they opened it.

"What's this?"

"Some of Sally Mullin's Barley Cake. More like Rock Cake if you ask anyone. Oh! Inks! Parchment!" she squealed as she pulled them out.

Safety Spelles

and Unharm Charms

For the Use of the Beginner

and Those of Simple Mind

Compiled and Guaranteed by the Wizard Assurance League

"Simple Mind?" said Remus. "That's a bit rude, isn't it?"

"Pay no attention to that." said Jenna. "It's very old-fashioned. But the old ones are often the best. Nice and simple, before every Wizard tried to get their name on spells just by tinkering with them a little, which is when you get trouble.

I remember Marcia found what seemed like an easy Fetch Spell once. Latest edition with lots of brand-new unused Charms, which should have warned her. When she got it to Fetch her python shoes, it Fetched the wretched python as well. Not exactly what you want to see first thing in the morning."


Jenna at Hogwarts

As the bullet-boat approaches the small sailing boat, Marcia casts a Spell and Jenna finds herself spinning out of control. when she regained her sight, she noted that not only was she standing in a different place, but Marcia, Nicko, her father, Maxie, and even Boy 412 were not there with her.

"Where am I?" she wondered aloud.

"Welcome to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Jenna." came a voice from behind her. When she turned around, she saw that the ghost was none other than her Uncle Alther!

"Uncle Alther! what are you doing here?" she inquired.

"This is where I spend my free time when I'm not eavesdropping on the Custodians Council. Or reporting things to Marcia. How is she at the moment?"

"I don't know. Another boat was approaching us as we tried to get away. She said some Spell and, here I am."

"Really? did you catch any of it? I've been wondering about that spell for ages!" Alther exclaimed as he floated off with Jenna following. A few minutes later, they arrived at a large, stone gargoyle. After telling her to stay there, he floated through the wall and into a large room filled with numerous odd looking devices that seemed to cover any and all surfaces. As her entered, a few of the portraits (which could move and talk) began to complain about him disturbing their sleep. He stood in the office and called out.

"Headmaster Dumbledore! Wakey, wakey! Rise and shine!" he yelled at the tops of his unneeded lungs. Ten seconds later, a door opened and an old man with a white beard emerged from it.

"You called, Alther?" he asked sleepily.

"Yes. I'm sorry to disturb you, but there is someone here who wants to see you. I just need the password to let her in." he quickly told him.

"It's Tutti-Frutti" the old man said as he sat down behind the large mahogany desk.

"Thank you, sir." Alther said as he floated away.

"What have I gotten myself into?" the man muttered at Alther's retreating back. He waited a few moments before Alther came back, this time with a scared looking little girl. She had raven black hair and was wearing a well worn, patched dress with patched boots and vibrant purple socks. On her head she wore a small gold circlet, hardly noticeable under all the tangles in her hair.

"Who is he, Uncle Alther?" the little girl asked quietly.

"Why, my dear, I am Albus Dumbledore, the headmaster here at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Who are you?"

"I am Jenna, I am a princess. I just found that out a few days ago."

"How can one be a princess and not no it?" inquired Dumbledore.

"When they are raised by the most ordinary people. No power, little money, no need for power. Good people."

"Was she raised by the Weasley's, Alther?"

"No. A family called the Heaps. I believe I've told you about them?" Alther told Dumbledore.

"Oh, yes. I remember. So, tell, Jenna was it? How did you come to be here?"

"The ExtraOrdinary Wizard said a Spell, and I found myself here. I wanna go home. They're gonna kill me, but it's better than being here." she said, muttering the last bit to herself.

"I'm dreadfully sorry, Jenna, but I'm afraid that I won't be able to send you home for at least six or seven years. It will take a while to find the spell, and it will be even harder if you don't remember any of it. Then it will take some more years for you to get your Magyk up to the level of an ExtaOrdinarry Wizard. But, until then, I suppose you'll have to attend classes and blend in. So, let's see. today is…ah…September the first, first day of term. We'll have many returning students, and some new ones as well. So, let's get you a few things and you'll blend right in. You'll also need a wand…" he trailed off as he left the room and came back with a small trunk. "Here, this was my daughter's when she was alive."

"I-I can't, sir. If it was hers, I can't take it." Jenna stammered.

"Go ahead. I insist. It was mine, now it's yours." said a voice beside her. Jumping, she turned and came face to face with a ghost. She was about the same height as Jenna, but was floating two or three inches off the floor. Her attire was a long nightgown and a small pair of slippers.

"Who are you?" Jenna asked in awe. She had never seen a Hogwarts ghost before, and was awed at how little they differed from Castle ghosts.

"I am Annika Dumbledore. The only child of Albus Dumbledore, and the former heir to the Dumbledore legacy. I died of frostbite when I went out to catch the first snow of the season, about a hundred years ago. Please, take it. It would make me feel better if my stuff didn't go to waste." Annika insisted.