Chris Carter and 1013 Productions own the X-Files. JK Rowling, Warner Brothers and Scholastic own Harry Potter. All I own is this story line, every Harry Potter DVD and a complete collection of X-Files DVD's.

A/N This story is set anytime during Sorcerers Stone through Prisoner of Azkaban of HP (although it contains information in all the books) and after X-Files episode "Emily", but before "Requiem".

STAFF ROOM

HOGWARTS

Soothing music was playing from a source which Scully had not yet figured out in one of the large rooms dedicated for the use of the staff and faculty only. A group of wizards and witches from the Ministry of Magic were in attendance, and every effort had been made to make this occasion look like nothing more than a social to welcome the two FBI agents. Scully and Mulder had been together in a group of people, answering questions and making small talk, but over the course of the evening, the two agents had gradually been separated, as one wizard started a separate conversation with Scully and another wizard was talking ever-so-politely to Mulder, and they wound up in two completely different groups. Scully remembered some of the faces from the Ministry that morning, but others were new. Wine was being poured freely, although Scully sipped hers sparingly. Some of the faculty were treating the occasion as a social; of course, as Scully reflected, none of them were under any cloud of suspicion. Dumbledore approached Scully's group and made pleasant small talk for a few moments before he said, "May I have a moment alone with Agent Scully?"

He led her away towards the opposite side of the room before he stopped.

"Agent Scully, may I offer my apologies?"

"Apologies?"

"For all this." He waved his hand at the crowd.

"I'm not sure I understand."

"One of the conditions for allowing you and Agent Mulder here was they wanted to see you both in Hogwarts itself."

Scully nodded, thinking. She hadn't been paranoid. They really were trying to divide and conquer.

"Sir," Scully asked, "How do you know about us?"

"I read muggle newspapers, Agent Scully. You two worked on a case several years ago; unsolved arsons in England, then a rash of arsons in the US. I read the article about the man's capture and your names were in it. I remembered it. It stumped British authorities." Dumbledore led her across the room to where Snape was standing, by himself, watching everything.

"Severus, would you get Agent Scully a drink? She left her glass across the room." Dumbledore smiled at Scully and left.

Scully thanked Snape as he handed her a new glass of wine. "However," she said, "I really didn't need to be rescued."

"Headmaster Dumbledore was doing you a favor. He knows those people better than you do. Watch--his next move will be to extricate your partner." They watched as Dumbledore proceeded to pull Mulder from the crowd that surrounded him. "Dumbledore fought very hard to bring you two here, and it was an uphill battle. It would be wise to follow his lead. In fact, there's a witch who's trying to make her way over here now."

Scully turned and saw that he was right. Nudging him with her elbow, she said, "Then let's walk this way and try to ditch her."

HOGWARTS GROUNDS

FOLLOWING DAY

The next day was a Saturday, so there were no classes, and Scully was getting down to business. At breakfast she asked Snape to show her where some previous incidents had occured. Snape agreed and showed her around the campus. He was impressed with what a quick study she was. He had always believed that muggles weren't very bright, but he was finding that to be wrong. At least, in her case. Mulder must have had the same idea as Scully, because they caught up with him and Hagrid at one of the old scenes. Unlike Snape, Hagrid was very friendly and open, and responded warmly when Scully talked to him.

When the four of them parted ways again, and Hagrid was sure Snape was out of ear-shot, he gave Mulder an apologetic look and said, "I sure am sorry that Agent Scully has to work with Professor Snape. He didn't approve of bringing muggles here you know, and I hope he doesn't give her a hard time."

He was surprised when Mulder laughed at the idea. He replied, "I dont know how things work around here, but back home, it's standard procedure for different agencies to vie for dominance. If Professor Snape were too easy, Scully wouldn't know what to do. No, she's very experienced at getting whatever information she needs..." Mulder paused, and a wry smile appeared on his face. "Be worried for him, not her."

Meanwhile, Snape had told Scully that there would be a quidditch match later that afternoon, and she was intrigued. She had never heard of the game before, but she wanted to see it. So later, as the match was soon to start, they were headed towards the playing field.

They were in viewing distance, when she saw something strange in the sky...some sort of bird...?

Scully gasped and pointed to the sky. "Why, those are people on flying...brooms...?"

"Yes, keep moving so we're not late."

Scully continued walking gingerly, half looking at the sky. Snape had said about riding on brooms but she thought she had misunderstood him. Snape almost wanted to laugh as her amazement.

They made their way into the stands, where Scully saw Mulder. She smiled and talked to him, then suddenly there was a loud sort of fanfare and the game began. She had several people explaining the game to her at the same time, and and someone pressed a little pair of binoculars in her hand. She was starting to get an idea of what she was looking at when at about the second half of the game, one of the players was downed, and Scully watched, but he didn't get up. She turned to make her way to the exit when she felt a hand on her arm.

"Where are you going?" Snape asked her.

"That player is hurt--I'm going down so I can help him." Scully started moving towards the exit.

"The nurse will be coming..."

Scully didn't slow down. She was trying to throw off Snape, who was following her, but hadn't let go of her arm. "Well, I'm a doctor! Let go! I'm going down."

Snape let go, but followed her, trying to reason with her. "It's dangerous on the field--the bludger..."

Scully only became more adamant. Now that she was out in the aisle, she took off trotting towards the exit. Snape stopped, exasperated. He didn't think she would be that stubborn.

Snape caught her up as she hesitated at the exit, trying to remember which way to go. "If you're determined to do this thing, I'll help you."

"Fine. Thank you."

Snape sighed, and led her down to the field. The nurse wasn't there yet, and Scully ran to the player and did a quick assessment. Breathing okay, thready pulse indicative of shock, he was unconcious and bleeding from a head wound and (she observed and felt quickly) a broken collar bone. She was staunching the bleeding with a folded corner of her jacket and hollering up to Snape to get help, when she saw the school nurse, dressed like Florence Nightingale, coming around the side of the stadium wall.

"Go bring a stretcher, " Scully ordered the nurse as she mentally decided on a course of action. She decided she would ride with him to the hospital, but she could start care here--start an IV line, administer oxygen, whatever they had available. She looked back at the nurse, and to her alarm, the nurse was just kneeling there, looking at her.

Scully said to her, "Let's go! This child needs medical attention."

The nurse just stared at the crazy woman trying to move the injured child. While staring at Scully, she administered a poultice to the head wound and dug around in her apron pocket. Scully was getting angry at all this delay. She turned to call Snape to back her up, and jumped when she saw Mulder at her elbow. He and Dumbledore had followed them down to the field, and a few faculty members were there, too. Mulder held her arm.

Scully said, "Mulder, help me here."

"Scully, wait, " Mulder replied.

"No..."

"Scully, just look."

Scully stopped pleading long enough to see that the nurse had her wand out and was healing the collarbone right on the spot, and the head wound was shrinking and healing. He was even regaining conciousness. Scully looked at Mulder, then sheepishly at the others gathered around, staring at her like the nurse had. Dumbledore stepped up to her and patted her on the arm.

"Why don't you accompany Madam Pomfrey," he said as he gestured to the nurse, "back to the infirmary with the student. Madam Pomfrey, would you be so kind as to show Agent Scully around? I'm sure she would be very interested in how we give medical care here."

Madam Pomfrey agreed and Scully was grateful at Dumbledore's covering for her gaffe. The two women walked the student to the infirmary and after he was settled in for a rest period, the nurse showed Scully around and explained their medical procedures and protocals. They exchanged medical stories and techniques and both found the other's experience facinating. Scully wished she could heal broken bones so quickly, but that was simply not possible. Madam Pomfrey was amazed at the idea of an emergency room. She wished she could have the chance to see all that for herself because it sounded exciting. Maybe muggles weren't so ignorant after all. They didn't have magic, but they managed by using their minds to compensate.