Harry Potter/ Glee X-over
Own nothing
HP/Glee Female Character
IV: Count Me In
Harry rematerialized in his garage, with a flick of his hand the door opened and he entered the house. He opened his bag and started on his homework; English, Chemistry, History and Spanish.
Harry smirked to himself, the History and Spanish were pathetically easy. He always liked History and Languages, considering they were the main reasons why he had just triumphed over Voldemort.
Since Latin formed the basis of quite a few European Languages; French, German and Spanish mainly the passages he needed to read and answer the questions took ten minutes or so. For fun, Harry had even managed to throw in some little titbits about himself. He liked Schuester, the guys heart was in the right place even though he felt a little hypocritical.
History, it was looking at the American Revolution and the hypothetical question of what would have happened if Britain had not been beaten away. Here Harry went to town. Hermione would lecture him about not being academically serious about it so Harry refrained himself. He answered the question with a pretty decent and referenced potential outcomes and to finish he brought up several meals that America had butchered and at the front of it was Tea.
(Airport, America, Ohio)
Mr. Smith and his entourage grinned as they spotted Mr. Finnegan and Thomas. Their processing took a much shorter time due to the fact that the UMCAC (United Magical Civilisations of America and Canada) had been informed by Harry Potter about them.
"Welcome to Lima, Ohio Mr. Finnegan, Mr. Thomas can we expect a Miss Hermione Granger anytime soon from the UMSAN?" UMSAN being the United Magical Societies of Australia and New Zealand.
"Possibly. Not too sure when though. Anything else?"
With that Dean and Seamus vanished. They were to see Harry about enrolment at his school.
(Harry)
Harry appeared at the Black Family Ranch, it was a cosy farm house with a renovated barn with no animals. But it was filled with Game at the moment and some point soon he would have to take hunting lessons at some point.
He entered the house to find Andy waiting for him "You okay?" He asked immediately.
"I should be…Don't worry about me. Thanks for coming so quickly." Andy replied handing Harry his godson who was sleeping soundly and a small hamper.
"You do remember, right?"
"Full moon's coming up. He's going to be a little stressy…He's a good pup. Hopefully, I'll be able to raise him right."
Andy grinned "You will. I'll see you later."
Ten minutes later, Harry was rocking Teddy in his crib as he was finishing off his homework. Maths and English were always tough for him but now he was coping. He'd need to pull these grades up but for now he should be okay.
Then he heard the knocking at the door. He grabbed his wand, concealed himself and snuck towards the door. Cautiously he opened it, his heart tensed. "Dean! Seamus! Get in!" Dean and Seamus pulled their wands only to find them in front of them as Harry melted into view.
"How did you… Hermione…She told you where I was."
Dean grinned "No. Told us you'd fled the States. We guessed. Really Harry? Harry Evans?"
Harry shrugged "Working though…Now why are you here?"
So they told him. The British Wizarding World had gone stark raving mad, it had essentially divided into factions, people wanting reforms or a return to the status quo.
Harry sighed and pulled out some beers "Basically I killed Tom and they still can't wipe their own arse?"
Seamus choked "In essence."
Harry sighed "So you two and Hermione ran. Hermione to Australia and you two here…I'll get you enrolled easy enough. Higgins likes me for some reason…Get some rest and I'll deal with it tomorrow."
Harry ended up waking up at five the next morning due to Teddy having some bad nightmares. He scrambled out of bed, got dressed and soon enough found himself on the sofa watching more Arrow.
Harry wiped the dazed look from his eyes as it hit six. He entered the kitchen and put the bacon on. By ten past six, Dean was down stairs, bags ready "I'll finish breakfast…you stink…Fajita's for lunch?"
Harry nodded; Dean's fajitas could cause flamethrower farts. Harry and Seamus knew this, after a couple bottles of whiskey they almost set the common room alight.
Dean smirked at Harry's face "Third year, after the trouncing Gryffindor gave Hufflepuff in the rematch Diggory insisted on…"
Harry nodded "You have no idea how much that one hurt."
"What the doggy style?" The Irish tone of Seamus asked as he came downstairs t-shirt, shirt and pants over his arm.
"Pull on some clothes. Dean's Fajita's after the Gryffindor and Hufflepuff rematch."
Seamus winced "Harry, you almost killed the entire dormitory…"
Harry grinned "Should have detonated one in Ron's bed…"
Seamus and Dean winced they'd forgotten Harry was at times scarily psychotic. "Harry, why do you heap so much shite on Ron?"
Harry chuckled "I'm a light sleeper and he sounds like a chainsaw crossed with a woman having a pretty tricky pregnancy and they have not been given anaesthetic." Dean and Seamus looked green.
"Harry, shower. Breakfast will be under a warming charm as I make Fajita's…Whose looking after your kid?"
Harry grinned "Dobby!" With a crack Dobby appeared. Dean and Seamus stared "I thought he was dead!"
Dobby grinned "Mr. Harry Potter, great wizard indeed but underestimated House-Elf Bonds and subsequently power of House-Elves. One skill of House-Elves is that of illusions, the knife hit me but didn't kill me. Due to Mr. Harry Potter's power I was able to create a solid illusion so when Harry buried me he was burying a construct of both our creations."
By now Harry had re-joined his new housemates and with that they headed to school. As the three of them entered, the jocks began to part for them "How many did you hospitalise?"
"None…Nearly hospitalised four."
Dean grinned "That's an improvement."
Harry grinned "They're gonna try and get you two separately." Dean and Seamus.
"Hey, Pasty…Who're your friends?"
Harry grinned "Hey Coach Tyrant. The Irish one is Seamus and the other one is Dean, old friends."
Sue grinned like a shark "They possess the same skin you do?"
"Bullet proof and a resistance to bullshit then yes we do." Dean replied before Harry dragged them off to Spanish.
The lessons were interesting. Dean and Seamus were surprised at just how easy Spanish was. "Hey, Harry…who are these two?"
Dean and Seamus spun around, their reflexes heightening "Dean, Seamus…its fine…It's only Kurt and Artie…They're acquaintances at this point in time."
Kurt and Artie raised their eyebrows "How so?"
"I've been here…three days. I barely know anyone at the moment and then two of my old dorm mates turn up at my door due to my best friend had dated one of them had told them where I was."
Kurt snorted "Harry, this friend clearly doesn't…"
"Kurt, she pulled a knife out of my chest and kept me alive until an Ambulance turned up to stabilise me…Plus she's like my sister I never had. Coming from an orphan that's a big fucking deal. So watch your damn mouth. I know you mean well." Harry retorted his eyes flickering menacingly.
"Harry, cool it. He didn't know. Harry, remember Hermione hung out with you and everyone backed the fuck away from her…You really didn't know…do you? You don't know what you actually meant back home did you." Stated Seamus.
"Nope…Explain…quickly…before the Spanish…" He didn't get to finish as Quinn, Rachel, Tina, Satana and Brittany turned up.
"The Spanish what Harry?" Asked Quinn, possessing enough intelligence to not bring up her queries with Harry in public.
"The Spanish Inquisition. No-one expects them for the weapons they possess are fear, surprise and ruthless efficiency." Responded Dean and Seamus and the three Wizards snorted.
"Mind filling us in?" Demanded Satana.
"British Comedy at its finest…Anyway we going to the club or what?"
"Drinking Is illegal until your twenty-one!" Snapped Rachel.
"Urm, I think he meant Glee Club, Rachel." Said Artie.
"Glee club? Harry's in a club!" Exclaimed Seamus.
"What is it? I mean if it doesn't get the adrenaline going or result in broken bones and hospital then Harry doesn't participate." Commented Dean, dodging the half-hearted clip to the head. The three of them knew Harry was wicked fast when he chose to.
"It'saperformingclubwhereyouhavetobeabletoeitherplayaninstrument, sing,ordance." Harry replied his face taking on a red tinge.
Quinn stared "You can find the colour spectrum! I thought you were only shades of white." She exclaimed.
"He does black and blue really well."
"Yeah and broken bones and concussions."
By now Puck and Finn had joined them "What's this about broken bones and concussions?" Asked Finn looking at the three wizards "No-ones beating you three are they?"
For all of his composure Harry couldn't help but crack a smirk that unsettled his other Glee members "Nope. Not anymore."
"If they could, they won't…Harry's good at stopping that thing." Said Seamus ominously.
"Like counting coffins good."
Harry turned to the Glee Members "'scuse the morbid jokes. I had a rough childhood and it's changed me to the point of fight or flight is purely fight, fight and fight."
Finn and Puck stared at them "What have you three lived through?"
"Hell…Anyway I don't fancy Schuester giving me another bollocking." Harry grumbled.
"What is Glee Club, Harry? You never actually said." Asked Dean.
"A music group where to get in you have to either sing, dance or play an instrument. In fact it is completely unfair that Harry got to have an audition whilst term had started." Stated Rachel.
"Harry, you seriously haven't killed this kid? She's as bad as Hermione." Breathed Seamus.
"Worse actually. Can't admit she's wrong, will hiss, bitch and scream worse than my whale of a cousin when she doesn't get her way. As for killing her? Only problem living in a small town."
Rachel spun around "Just what is your problem?"
Harry sighed "My problem is, I have 100 problems and you keep adding to them."
Everyone winced "Harry that's going to far." Said Mike.
Harry fixed him a stare "It's a free country. Where one can express their feelings about someone. The difference I have with you lot is that I will tell you how I feel to your face."
Mike nodded "How do you feel about us?"
"You're an okay bunch. Don't know much about you so I can't form a solid opinion…But a few of you I'm not fond of…"
Dean and Seamus grinned as they took their seats "Everyone today I want people to come up here and just sing. Anything but it has too be about something they're going to do or try and do."
"Harry, you said you'd do something for us." Said Mr. Schue. Harry's eye flickered and Rachel smirked.
"Dean, Seamus you two know where I'm at?" Harry asked as he pulled out his guitar.
Dean and Seamus shrugged "A little low?"
"Little bit hammered?"
"Dean's closer. More at an All Time Low."
Seamus smirked and grabbed a guitar "Bottom of a bottle?"
Harry nodded "I'm the pen."
Dean grinned "Let's do this. I've a picture." As he joined on the other guitar.
"Why do they get to sing! What was that about?"
"Harry was forced to. Dean and Seamus have the best gauge on his mood and as for the rest I'm guessing they were band and a song." Suggested Artie.
"I just hope it's not like that murder song." Quinn whispered. It was quickly becoming apparent that Harry possibly had Personality Disorders and or other problems.
(Harry, Dean, Seamus)
"I got your picture, I'm coming with you
Dear Maria, count me in
There's a story at the bottom of this bottle
And I'm the pen
When the lights go up
I wanna watch the way you take the stage by storm
The way you wrap those boys around your finger
Go on and play the leader
'Cause you know it's what you're good at
The low road for the fast track, make every second last
'Cause I got your picture, I'm coming with you
Dear Maria, count me in
There's a story at the bottom of this bottle
And I'm the pen
Make it count
When I'm the one who's selling you out
'Cause it feels like stealing hearts
Calling your name from the crowd
Doesn't that mean
You'll be the showgirl of the home team
I'll be the narrator
Telling another tale of the American dream
I see your name in lights
We could make you a star
Girl, we'll take the world by storm
It isn't that hard
'Cause I got your picture, I'm coming with you
Dear Maria, count me in
There's a story at the bottom of this bottle
And I'm the pen
Make it count
When I'm the one who's selling you out
'Cause it feels like stealing hearts
Calling your name from the crowd, whoa
Take a breath, don't it sound so easy?
Never had a doubt, now I'm going crazy
Watching from the floor
Take a breath and let the rest come easy
Never settle down 'cause the cash flow leaves me
Always wanting more
'Cause I got your picture, I'm coming with you
Dear Maria, count me in
There's a story at the bottom of this bottle
And I'm the pen
Make it count
When I'm the one who's selling you out
'Cause it feels like stealing hearts
Calling your name from the crowd
'Cause I got your picture, I'm coming with you
Dear Maria, count me in
There's a story at the bottom of this bottle!"
Harry finished the song "I promise to try and be more open."
Schue grinned at the trio "Dean, Seamus you two want in on the Glee Club?"
Dean and Seamus nodded "Now we're here, you may be able to get Harry play some of his own stuff."
"How about thirty questions? Ten for each person." Said Quinn. She smirked as the trio stiffened.