Harry Potter and the Gathering of Worlds
By James the Fox
Shadow: "James isn't here right now, so in his place, me and Voldemort are going to have a nice little chat."
Voldemort: Wakes up from being hit by Chaos Spear. "Where the heck..."
Shadow: "Welcome to James' room."
Voldemort: "Eh?"
Shadow: "James. You know, the author who writes this story?"
Voldemort: " Oh… Now that that's settled, It's time to die! Avada Kevada!"
Shadow:"... That doesn't work for two reasons. One, while in this room, no one except James can kill anyone else. Two, I'm the Ultimate Lifeform. I can't die."
Voldemort: "Where is James, anyway?"
Shadow: "Playing FF10. By the way, James says kudos to anyone who guesses the mask Link wears this chapter."
Voldemort: " Who cares? Let's get onto the story already."
Shadow was wide-awake. He was the Ultimate Lifeform, and sleep wasn't really needed. So he pondered what the Wizengamot was going to be like. 'Definitely unfair.' Shadow was no stranger to governments like that. It was because of pathetic human governments that almost everything that had happened to him had happened. Maria, the ARK's fall, his once-lost memories, all of it. Sure, he had forgiven the government of today for their deeds, but he could not, would ever forgive the government of yesterday for his losses. And he hated corrupt groups like that for their foolishness. The Wizengamot sounded to him like one of those groups. He wanted to see them sweat, and that was what the Ultimate Lifeform was ready to do.
The next morning, at 4:00, Shadow was the first one down to the kitchen, which surprised everybody but Amy. By the time Harry was up, Link, Sora, and Riku were also up. Link was wearing a brown, ragged-looking coat that hid almost all of his body, save the hands. Link covered his head with one of his masks, also brown. It looked more like a hood than a mask and peering from the abyss under the hood were two glowing red eyes. When Harry asked Link for the reason, Link simply said that it was to "hide my identity until the time is right. We are going to Diagon Alley, and Dumbledore suggested that we hide our true selves from the wizarding world until school starts." When Harry asked Shadow how he intended to hide himself from the public, he enigmatically replied, "Sora's got it covered." After a short meal, Harry and Mr. Weasley left for the Ministry of Magic.
Things were NOT going well. (Voldemort: "Ha! Did you really think James was going to let it go the same way as in the book?") Dumbledore had come to help, but so far, Fudge and the other members of the Wizengamot had easily dismissed every witness Dumbledore had called. Fudge then made a mistake that would cost him the trial. "Hmmm, it seems that this whole dementor business is as false as the stupid story about other worlds and heroes…" Then, almost as if on cue, a teenaged-looking man walked in, and said with a smirk on his face: "Then the story must be true." Harry noticed certain… similarities between this man and Shadow. He wore a black shirt with red at the collar, and a black pair of pants. He wore Shadow's trademark gloves and Air Shoes. His hair was a spiked black with some red streaked in it. His eyes were also red, the same ruby-red that was in Shadow's eyes. When Sora and Link followed him in, Harry realized what had happened to Shadow. 'Sora must have some sort of transfiguration spell that he used on Shadow,' Harry thought with disbelief. "Have you any evidence concerning this… this fairy-tale?" the toad-like witch queried, with a glare at Shadow enough to scare any normal person into silence. But the Ultimate Lifeform, Project Shadow only gazed emotionlessly at the witch and replied, "You're looking at it. My name is Shadow, the most powerful being in Station Square, my world." Link continued by saying," You can call me Link, Hero of Winds in the Great Sea, my world." And before Fudge could reply to Link and Shadow, Sora finished, "And I am Sora, savior of many worlds, from Destiny Islands. And if you try to identify any of us, you will find no information on us in your files." Fudge was speechless. Dumbledore had pulled out not one, but three different Heroes, and from the way they look and dress, there was no doubt: they WERE from other worlds. "Dumbledore told us about this trial, and I personally didn't approve of these methods," Sora said. "They remind me of the court in Wonderland, and that is not good."
Shadow agreed, saying that from all the evidence it was proven that Harry should be cleared of all charges. After a overwhelming vote, Harry was let go and Dumbledore left the dungeon as quickly as he came.
An hour later, everyone at Grimmauld Place was busy celebrating Harry's victory. Shadow had reverted to his normal form and complaining about having to be human until the school year started, and Sora was explaining to Hermione about how the world-fitting spell worked. "It captures data about the nearest compatible residents of the world and then combines it with your body. From then on, you'd be able to transform at will," Sora explained. "For Shadow, I had to alter the spell so that the human part of the data would emerge over his hedgehog side, otherwise shadow would have only changed wardrobes, not species." Meanwhile, Harry was congratulating Ron on becoming a prefect, even though on the inside, Harry thought that he deserved the privilege more. Fred, George, Ginny, and Aryll were all singing "He got off, He got off" over and over until Shadow had finally had enough and exploded at them. ("SHUT UP BEFORE I DECIDE TO BLAST YOUR FACES OFF!") After that day, things had quieted down until Mrs. Weasley had tried to face off against a boggart alone.
Shadow was walking down the hall when he saw her. Maria, dead on the floor. 'But that isn't possible! She's been dead for over 53 years!' thought Shadow desperately. Noticing this, the boggart transformed into something more plausible. Maria's body became Amy's body, bullet-ridden with eyes wide, yet empty. Shadow stepped back, his subconscious knowing that Amy was downstairs, safe and sound. Yet, a part of him still feared for what could happen. GUN had never stopped trying to get revenge for Shadow putting them out of business a year ago. He had always feared that they would get Amy just like they got Maria. Three years ago, fear would have been a meaningless word for him. He was the Ultimate Lifeform, and he had feared nothing in those days. But now… Shadow was shaken out of his thoughts when he saw Mrs. Weasley against the wall. Shadow then realized that this illusion must be what she called a boggart. Harry came just in time, yelling for Shadow to get Mrs. Weasley, who was unconscious, downstairs. Ignoring Amy's corpse, Shadow scooped up Mrs. Weasley and fled, hoping harry and the others who were coming upstairs were able to get rid of it. A few minutes of comforting later, both Shadow and Mrs. Weasley were feeling much better, their fears quelled. Shadow decided to read his newly gotten schoolbooks through the night, while everyone else went to bed. The next day, they would all head for Hogwarts, School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
"I'm back. Shadow, Voldemort how have things been- what the heck?"
(The room is a mess. It seems a battle had taken place.)
Shadow: "Chaos… oh crap, James is back."
Voldemort: "Gulp…I'll be going now." Tries to rush out of the room, only to be stopped by an invisible wall.
"… You two are complete idiots. I leave the two of you alone for one measly Chapter and what happens? The two of you mess it all up. If you two weren't in my story, I'd warp you into an endless void. Anyway, do this again and I'll make horrible things happen to you in the Fic."
Shadow: "But you already have bad things ready for us in the future of this Fic."
"I'll make them worse!"
Shadow: "Gulp!"
"Ignore them. Anyway, next chapter is the sorting ceremony. We'll also see a full main cast. You didn't expect that these are the only characters in the Fic, did you? Until then, see ya!"