Hey guys. Me again.

Warning, this chapter may contain childishness. You have been warned but please feel free to laugh at their antics.

I do not, I repeat, I do NOT own Danny Phantom or Harry Potter OR Cornflakes

Lets get this over with. Ugh.. stupid Baked Beans. *walks off grumbling to self.*

Journey to Hogwarts part 1

Beep, Beep, Beep. Bee-SMASH. The clock on the bedstand clattered to the floor in pieces as a blast came from a sleeping figures hand that was stuck out from the covers. A minute later, the figures head lifted itself from the pillow as a raven haired teenager woke up to the sound off his sister yelling at him through the door. He listened as she headed down the hallway and to the stairs, then got out of bed and dressed, yawning as he headed to his door. Down in the kitchen, he poured himself some breakfast and sat down at the table, still sleepy as he poured milk onto the baked corn pieces, more commonly known as Cornflakes, and starting to eat.

A few mouthfuls in, his sister, Jazz Fenton, looked up from the book of Psychology she was was reading and sighed. "What happened this time, Danny? You never blast your clock unless you've been up all night fighting ghosts." Looking up as he paused in eating his cereal, he tried to get an answer out without sounding too snarky, saying "Mom and dad left the stupid portal open again last night. So, Boxy and Skulker decided to keep me up." A few bites in, he realised that he had put the Ectoplasmic milk on them as they started glowing and snarling at him, trying to jump out of the bowl and bite the spoon, he was dipping in. Biting back a curse in Esperanto, he jumped out of his seat as a gang jumped high enough to actually get out of the bowl and attack him; Jazz looking up in time to see that a Cornflake was headed her way and screaming as she too jumped out of the way as it flew towards her, shouting, "DANNY! THE ECTOMILK!" as she sent a murderous glare his way.

Grabbing a container, Danny tried to get to the Cornflakes into one place and trap them but they were learning fast as they growled in high-pitched voices and jumped at him, causing him to dive onto the floor and prepare an Ecto-blast as he watched for any movement coming from his live breakfast, muttering, "Just what I need. A fight with my breakfast fist thing on a morning. Could this day get any worse?" as he sighted a group of Cornflakes hopping towards him from the table and throwing the charged Ectoblast at them, destroying the bowl in the process and setting the rest free, the flakes that had been at bottom sloppily getting onto the edges and falling apart as they had been at the bottom of the bowl getting soggy. Looking around, he saw that Jazz had run into the vault and grabbed a couple of weapons and come back out with Ectopistols in her hands. Catching the one that she threw at him, he charged it up and fired at the Cornflakes, hitting some and frying them to a crisp, complete with singed corn smell. The fight continued like this until all the flakes of corn were 'dead' and the kitchen was in a mess, milk, Ecto or otherwise, dripping from the work surface and onto the floor and the table was covered in new singe marks where the shots had hit and Danny and Jazz were stood at both ends of the table, panting and looking around in exhaustion.

Putting the ecto-pistol down, Danny gulped as he looked around. Although they had made quick work in the situation, they had also made a lot of noise and maybe caught their parents attention as they fought. And sure enough, their mother came running into the room, hair dishevelled and eyes wild as she looked around and caught sight of her two teenaged children standing at opposite ends of the table, pistols in their hands and a mess on the floor, milk pouring from the carton that was on its side and dripping.

"WHAT HAPPENED IN HERE!?" She asked, startling the two kids and making them look at her in surprise as they looked guiltily at her and threw the pistols onto the table and backing away from the guns. Sighing, Maddie tried again as she pinched her nose and closing her eyes.

"Mom, Danny put the Ectomilk on his cornflakes and they came to life." Jazz blurted, earning a glare from said boy who crossed his arms and muttered, "Tattle tale.", only to shrink away from the glare he got from his mother and a sarcastic smile and curtesy from Jazz as he glared in her direction.

"Danny, Jazz. I dont care what happened, just get this kitchen cleaned up before you go out of that door and go camping. Your father and I have to go to that symposium later on today and we would like the kitchen to be exactly how it was before the cornflake attack." their mother said, turning to walk out of the kitchen, before turning back and looking Danny in the eye, adding,"Oh, and Danny? Next time, look at the colour of the milk before you pour it on your cereal. Ok, Sweetie?" and walked out of the room, leaving the two sibling to look at each other and sigh in relief before bursting into laughter at what had just happened.

"Wow. I thought we were gonna get it just now." Jazz said, going over to the cupboard and grabbing the dustpan and brush and moving into the centre of the mess, namely the table, and starting the clean-up process.

"Yeah, me too." Danny said, grabbing the sweeping brush through the closet door and phasing it into the kitchen, starting to sweep the remains of his breakfast where Jazz was waiting. Looking up as a thought came to him, sighed and caught his sisters attention, causing her to look up from their work and ask tentatively, "Whats up with you, Danny? You look scared shitless."

"Its just, three ghost's came looking for me yesterday when school had finished and practically begged me to help them with a problem at the place they haunt." Danny sighed, stopping his work and looking at the floor, "According to them, another ghost, or in this case poltergiest, is getting out of control and hurting the students at the school. They cant control him and seem to think that I might be able to help them. I couldnt say no to them and Sam and Tucker were there and they seem to think that I should help these ghosts. Only trouble is, I dont know how long I'll be at this school and from what they said, it's a special school, but I dont know."

At this admittion, Jazz sighed and standing up, she took hold of her brother's chin and raising his head, she looked in his eyes and said, "As long as Sam and Tucker know about these ghosts asking for help, I have no problem with you going and helping them. But first, lets get this mess cleaned up and then you can pack some clothes and we can go down to the lab and you can go and meet up with these ghost's. It's just a good job that you three let me come on this trip with you. I wouldn't cancel this trip as you'll need an alibi for Fenton if Phantom goes into the Zone and sort's out this mess. Did these ghosts say anything else about the trouble-maker?"

Danny shook his head at the question and looking around the room, said, "Come on. Mom wants the kitchen by the time she and dad set off for the symposium, remember?" and with that, they got back to work cleaning the wrecked kitchen, this time smiling as they worked, occasionally bursting into giggles as they saw a new scorch mark on the floor or cupboards.

Eventually they got it done and went through to the lounge area where they promply collasped onto the sofa, Danny's power control failing him and he phased through the seat onto the floor below them, sending Jazz into a fit of giggles as she saw her brothers legs sticking up through the sofa as he cursed and tried to get free of the furniture. Turning intangible and floating up and plopping back onto the offending furniture he looked up and saw his sisters laughing face and scowled before getting up and grinning as he got ready to pounce onto her back, his now-green eyes being the only warning she got before she got a fifteen year-old half-ghost on her back and pinning her down as she struggled and shouted, "DANNY! GET OFF."

Before long she was screeching with laughter and squirming as her brother tickled her sides and sat up on her back, leg hanging off the sofa and just reaching the floor. Taking advantage of this, she grabbed hold and with Danny shouting out in surprise, flipped him off and onto the floor, coming to rest on his back as she sat on his stomach and started tickling him, only stopping when Danny turned intangible and she fell through his stomach and he got up, holding his side, still laughing as he regained his tangibility. Crossing her arms, Jazz waited for Danny to calm down and got up off the floor, Danny doing the same a minute later, but still chuckling as he did so.

"Dont you have to get your hero head on, Danny? You do have a problem to go and sort out after all. Go upstairs and get your things, I'll meet you in the lab." She said as soon as Danny had calmed enough to not burst into laughter again, but he was still grinning from ear to ear as he moved away from the living room and up the stairs into his room. Looking around the living room, Jazz saw that they had moved the destruction into that room. Rolling her eyes, Jazz picked up the cushions they had pushed off during their tickle fight and set them back onto the sofa's. Moving into the kitchen, Jazz saw that a cornflake had escaped from the fight and was now hiding in the shadows, waiting for the right oppurtunity to pounce. Grabbing an Ecto-pistol off of the table where they had been left, Jazz shot at the cornflake and it squeaked and got fried into a grey flake. Picking it up and throwing it into the bin sh was passing, she carried in her way into the lab, just in time for Danny to come down with his bag in his hand, along with their parents, who were telling him to be careful and take lots of ghost weapons with him on this camping trip. Unfortunately, the boy was looking embarrassed as Jazz came up the stairs with an armful of weapons, to make it look like they were still getting ready to go camping.

"Mom, dad, lay off him a little, please." she said, putting the weapons on the table and sorting them into four different piles,a show, she had thought of while she had been down in the lab. 'Thank goodness, I thought of this whilst I was down there.' she thought as her father bounded up to her and pulled her into a bone-crushing hug, Jazz gacking as her breath was squeezed out of her. What felt like forever, but in reality was only one minute, Jack Fenton let her go and bounced into the lab, returning five minutes later with the box they needed for the ghost-hunting symposium. Danny and Jazz pretended to be busy with sorting through the weapons they had on the table.

When the adults had gone out of the front door and the RV door slammed shut, shortly followed by the RV pulling out into the street, the kids dropped the act and went down into the lab, where Danny called forth the transformation rings and made the shift into Phantom mode. Jazz stood by the DNA lock, waiting patiently to unlock it and let Danny through into the Ghost Zone.

Floating up into the air, Danny flew near to the portal, before turning and flying up to Jazz, holding onto her in a hug, which she returned, before breaking apart and smiling, she said, "Go on, you freak. They're waiting for you."

One last hug and a press of the DNA scanner later, the portal doors opened, revealing the green of the Ghost Zone. Floating up to the swirling green abyss, Danny looked back into the lab and waved in Jazz's direction, before plunging himself into the Zone and flying a few feet before turning back and watching as the portal disappeared into the stiff air of the Ghost Zone. Turning back around, Danny took a deep breathe and adjusting his backpack, flew forwards into the Ghost Zone, and into his first adventure in the Wizarding World.

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A few long minutes later, Danny found himself at the meeting place they had agreed on the day before. He looked down at his phone and saw that he was a few minutes early. A good sign for him, even if Skulker and Boxy had kept him up the night before. Looking around, he saw that he was nearer to Walkers prison than he would have liked. Gulping and turning invisible, he hoped beyond hope that the warden hadn't noticed him and sent his guards to capture the Halfa. He waited a few more minutes before he saw the girl from yesterday flying up to the rock that he was currently resting on.

"Mr. Phantom? Are you here?" she said, when she had arrived, looking around and seeing no one with her on the rock.

"Yeah, I'm right in front of you. Just invisible cos we're near Walkers Prison." He answered, startling the girl and turning half visible so she could see him. Smiling, she nodded and floating higher, she beckoned him for him to follow her and flew off back the way she had come, this time with Danny behind her.

Catching her up, he asked, "Is there anything I'll need to know about this Hogwarts place? And Peeves whilst we're at it?"

Shaking her head in the positive, the girl said, "I'm guessing this is your first time in the wizarding world, huh?" To which he nodded shyly, "Well, to put it simply in mortal terms, Hogwarts is a boarding school for our kind, you know, Witches and Wizards. It's there that we teach kids from eleven to seventeen to work with the magic they were born with. You can't gain magic, you have to be born with it and sometimes there are kids from normal families who are born with magic. We call them Muggleborns, so you'd best be on the look out for anyone who looks like they'll recognise you, Phantom. We're here." And sure enough, they had arrived at a spot a few hundred feet from Walkers prison where the other two ghost from yesterday were waiting.

"Hello again Mr. Phantom. I do hope that Myrtle has told you what to expect from Peeves." the man said, looking pleased with Myrtle

"Actually, Baron, I was just about to do exactly that but we were flying fast and we ran out of time." 'Myrtle' said, sheepishly and looking down whilst the woman floated over to her and put her hand on Myrtle's shoulder whilst looking at the Baron and addressing him, "Honestly Baron, give the children room to breathe. We have a halfa in our presence, and we all know that halfas are tricky."

"HEY!" came the shout as Danny heard this making the others look at him, "I am not tricky. I just-"

"Precisely my point." the woman said, turning to Danny and saying, "I do beg your forgiveness, Phantom. But it is true amongst us Wizarding ghost's that a Halfa we met nigh on eighteen years ago proved to be very devious and he, well we don't like to talk about it."

"Right. Note to self. Never piss off a Wizarding ghost if I know what's good for me. OK, anything else I should know?" Danny said to himself, saying the question louder for the other to catch.

"Not that we can think of at the moment. Only that you will have to turn intangible when we reach the border between our two worlds. One of us will tell you." the Baron told him, before they were interrupted by a fifth voice which said, "Wizarding ghosts in the Muggle sector. That's against the rules." and made the four of them freeze up before Danny summoned the courage to turn around and face a white-clad ghost, he knew all too well. Walker. Warden of the Ghost Zone Prison.

"Walker. They are on urgent business with me, so stuff a sock in it before I do something I really don't want to do in front of them, kapeesh?" Danny retorted, before turning to the others and asking them to show the way, to which they complied to readily, flying off away from Walker who was floating there looking shocked at what one of the most wanted ghost's had said to him.

"Woah, I never knew that you were intimidating towards the Warden like that, Phantom." Myrtle said as they flew.

Smiling, Danny said, "Only because he has tried to make my home town into my personal prison. Needless to say, it worked for a while. And please, cal me Danny. Mr. Phantom makes me feel older than I really am."

"Danny, it is then." came the reply as Myrtle flew ahead, shouting behind her for him to keep up.

Well, that's a bit better. As you probably have guessed, this chapter was very short before but now its longer. YIPPEEEEEE!

Sorry, having a minor hyper blonde moment. And listening to PotC doesnt help matters seeing as my foot is tap-tap-tapping away to the beat.

Anyway, hope to have the next part up tomorrow.

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*Flies off into a billboard of Danny Phantom* OUCH!

Hermione Jean Burton