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funkysirius: AC, you're wrong silly, there are other HPCCS xovers, a ton more by my count, I guess this a kind of different look on it since I had another fic that was an HPCCS xover as well, I just kind of lost it at one point, go stalker good authors, AC

cherryblossomchick12: Thank you for the nice comment! Since you asked so nicely, here's the second chapter! I hope you can read it! )

"This place that I am talking about is called Hogwarts, a famous and ancient school that many great witches and wizards have graduated from."

"Wait, there's a school for learning magic?"

"Of course, where do you think the new magic users come from?"

Sakura thought for a moment. She only knew of one other person who knew magic, Syaoran Li, who had studied it for his life under the tutorage of his magical family.

"The headmaster, Albus Dumbledore, has graciously agreed that you may use the school's vast library during the summer vacation."

'Studying? In the summer?'

"Which we will start in August. Until then we will continue here and you and Tomoyo-san can enjoy the sights and such of London."

Sakura knocked on the wooden double doors of Reed Manor. What was taking so long? She's been knocking for 5 minutes now. Dark clouds were gathering and a light drizzle was starting.

Sighing, she realized she shouldn't have forgotten to ask Eriol for the house key. She knew that she would have 'misplaced' it anyhow.

"Sakura-chan!" came from a voice behind her.

"Tomoyo-chan!"

A purple haired girl waved at her from the front gate, hugging a paper bag to her chest. Hurrying up the front steps, she crouched down and smiled at the little boy.

"You must be Harry!" she said. The boy nodded shyly. He froze when hands picked at his baggy clothing.

"You're so thin! And these clothes don't even fit at all! Tsk tsk, I'm going have to fix that," She shuffled through her pocket. "By the way, I'm Tomoyo Daijouji," she added, as she checked her other pocket.

Tomoyo pulled out a ring of keys and fitted one into the keyhole. The door creaked opened to a dark hallway.

"What happened to the lights?" Tomoyo asked, flicking the light switch a few times. Sakura shrugged. She walked through the door to the left and deposited the bag of groceries on the counter. Little Harry trailed after her, staring at his surroundings.

After the groceries were packed away in the powerless refrigerator, she took Harry to find Eriol.

"Eriol-kun! Where are you?" her voice echoed the long hallways. It was rather unnerving to walk through the wide halls with only the occasional stream of moonlight. The distant sound of footsteps could be heard. Where was Tomoyo? The others were missing and this was getting suspicious.

She held onto Harry's hand and peeked into every door. The creaking of foot steps were getting closer and closer and she could almost hear them around the corner. It couldn't be a ghost could it? No, ghosts don't have feet…..did they? Harry whimpered slightly, clutching on her hand. Sakura held her breath as she saw a slight shadow when a flash of light came from behind her, shortly followed by a loud rumbling, as the figure walked around the corner.

"Sakura-chan?"

Sakura slumped down to her knees.

"You scared me, Tomoyo-chan!"

"Sorry, I went to check all the other lights in the house and the appliances. It seems like the power is out, and I haven't seen Eriol-san or any of the others at all."

Just then, a muffled crash came from below, followed by the lights flickering on for a moment.

"I think something is in the basement." Tomoyo nodded. They slowly descended the rickety stairway towards the basement, the sound of mumbling and the orange glow of light was coming into view.

There, through a door and behind many shelves of items, piles of boxes and so on, was Nakuru tangled on top of Eriol, a few scattered boxes strewn across the floor and Kero and Suppi sitting on top of a metal box, holding onto white wax candles.

"Ouch……"

"I was going through the books in the library when the power went out. At first I thought it was the light bulb that was burnt out, until Cerberus and Spinnel Sun found me-"

"I was this close to beating Suppi! This close!" complained Kero, waving his short arms about.

"Watch out! You'll knock over the candle!" Suppi exclaimed while steadying the candle, dripping wax onto the surface. Eriol chuckled as he scanned through a thick dusty book, carefully handling the candle in his hand.

Harry looked curiously upon them. Animals? Talking Living Stuffed Animals? Harry poked Kero's head, curiously. Kero wasn't exactly happy about this.

"No poking the head, kid." Harry quickly withdrew his hands.

"It's ok, that's Kero and that's Suppi, they won't hurt you."

Harry nodded and observed the others from where he stood. The strange long haired lady was smiling funnily at him.

"Um….whatcha doing?" Harry asked timidly. No one really seemed to notice him excluding Nakuru. He winced and hid behind Sakura's leg. He wasn't supposed to ask questions. Ever. Eriol looked up and smiled at him.

"Hello, who are you?"

"I'm Harry."

"I kind of picked him up, he was lost in an alleyway, I couldn't leave there you know," Sakura explained quickly. Eriol nodded, pausing for a minute looking as he was trying to remember something, and went back to reading. Nakuru was playfully poking at the fuses.

"Well, Harry, I'm Eriol Hiiragizawa, and the person behind me is-"

"Nakuru! Just Nakuru! You're precious, did you know?" she giggled. Harry shook his head and stayed silent. He could read the title of the book, the blue haired man was holding. The Complete Guide to how to fix a blown fuse.

"So, then we proceeded to the basement after being practically trampled by Nakuru, we found the fuse box and made due with candles as we couldn't find the flashlights, of course, this book miraculously fell off the shelf after a little mishap and finally Nakuru decided it was too boring to just sit and wait so she tried to look into the boxes thus tipping them over and onto us and..you should know what happened after that." Nakuru explained as she pouted and nudged some of the boxes with her foot.

"Ah here it is." Eriol walked over to the fuse box and began tinkering. In a few minutes and a click, the basement light flickered on.

"Now what are we going to do now?"

Harry gulped as Eriol's eyes were staring straight at him.

"I see, so that's what happened was it?" Eriol said after a long winded explanation. He drained the last of his drink before putting on a thoughtful look. Nakuru was chewing on a piece of chicken.

"I think that we should keep him!" she announced after she swallowed her last bite.

"Nakuru-san! We can't do that, he has to go home!" Sakura said, stacking the empty plates into a pile. Tomoyo picked up the empty glasses.

"We'll be in the kitchen, cleaning." With that said, the two girls went off through the door to the kitchen. The clinking of plates and other glass like material was heard when they were dropped into the sink.

Harry felt a little nervous as he was left with 'the blue haired man' and 'the very scary lady that liked to hug him'. Suppi and Kero sat at the other end of the table. One of which was downing a large bowl of pudding as we speak.

"So, Harry, do you have any idea of where you live?"

"N-no, sir."

"You don't need to call me sir; call me Eriol as my last name is rather difficult to pronounce." Nakuru was rather distracted at this moment with poking Suppi's belly and did not participate in the conversation.

"O-ok."

"Do you know the street of where your home is?"

"N-no, I just know there's this big number 4 on our door... I've never gone far from the house before…."

"Well, we'll go to the police next morning and we'll figure this out, ok?"

"O-ok."

Harry sat silently for what seemed like…..a very long time. Finally the door to the kitchen swung open and a slightly soapy Sakura came out.

"Now Harry, I think someone's in the need of a bath."

Harry couldn't believe that he was sitting in such a grand bathroom. It was big and white, with a giant bathtub. He couldn't believe that he was sitting in said giant bathtub which was of course filled with soapy water. He definitely couldn't believe that this lady, Miss Kinomoto, she said she was, was rubbing his skin with a large yellow sponge. Sure, he was three years old, but he was expected to wash himself, from his family. With cheeks glowing red, he lathered up the soap in his hands and started to wash.

"You're very quiet, aren't you, Harry?"

He nodded, keeping his head down.

The light sloshing sounds of the water and the still silence calmed him a bit. After a quick rinse and a rubbing down with a big fluffy towel, he was lead into the other room, still covered in the towel of course, where the purple haired lady was pulling a small shirt inside out. She smiled at the sight of him and held the dark green shirt to his chest before slipping it over his head followed by a pair of brown shorts. They fitted nicely and were comfortable.

Harry thanked the lady who gave him a hug before picking him up. He was definitely surprised; No one, not Aunt Petunia or Uncle Vernon, would pick him up. He hadn't really noticed that there was a conversation about, but he caught one of the sentences as they were speaking in English even though rather accented.

"…You made these didn't you?"

"Of course I did, how else would it fit?"

"I-I'm sorry if I troubled you."

"Aw, you're quite the gentlemen, aren't you?" She set him down and held his hand as they walked out of the changing room.

They began talking again, in the other language. He tried to make some sense of the strange sounds but gave up after a while, thinking about all the wonderful things that happened to him today. He was rescued by a nice lady who took him home, which was very big, more bigger than his Uncle's and Aunt's house, got fed more than he use to eat, was given a nice warm bath, and new clothes that fit.

"Harry, this is going to be your room for tonight, is that ok with you?" Harry looked up. They had entered a large room with a grand four poster bed with red drapings. A fancy thick carpet on the floor and a large glass window, covered over with a red curtain. There was a small side table and a closet on the left.

"Y-yes, thank you, misses."

"Now now, we aren't misses, just Tomoyo and Sakura will be fine."

"Thank you, Miss Tomoyo and Miss Sakura." Harry was picked up and seated on the comfy bed. He slipped into the covers and wished that he could stay there forever and ever. He knew it was asking too much, but he was young, he can have dreams, even if they won't come true.

"That child….it's like I've seen him before... he definitely has an abundant amount of magical energy in him though not more so than any other magical child out there, but I have this particular nagging feeling…"

"Eriol-kun?" Eriol put a halt to his ponderings and greeted the two girls that entered the room.

"We've put Harry to bed, I think Tomoyo-chan and I will take him to the police station tomorrow."

"Would you need a ride? We could drop you off-"

"No it's ok, Eriol-kun, we wouldn't want to delay you," Tomoyo cut in. Tomorrow, Eriol was going to meet up with some accomplices from Hogwarts.

"Thank you for the offer anyways," Sakura said politely, as she yawned tiredly. Tomoyo excused herself and left shortly after. Sakura followed Tomoyo's example and decided to leave too. As she left she heard troubled mumbling from Eriol.

"I know this child…….but how…….where?"

Harry felt a stream of warmth, the light streaming through his eyelids. Peeping open his green eyes, he saw the curtain glow from the sunshine outside. He couldn't help but smile, something he doesn't do very often. He had the most comfortable sleep he ever had. He didn't know how long he had been staring at the red quilts when a light knock came from the door.

The door opened and Sakura poked her head.

"Good Morning."

"Good Morning," Harry said awkwardly, no one says that to him back home.

"You're a pretty early raiser. Nakuru-san is making some toast and breakfast, are you coming?"

Harry nodded and jumped out of bed, hurriedly fixing the quilts and smoothing them out, he followed Sakura to dining room. Nakuru got out of the kitchen just as they arrived, balancing trays stacked with plates of omelettes, toast and two pitchers of milk and juice.

"Ohayou Gozaimasu!" Harry heard her greet Sakura. He guessed it meant Good Morning because she said that to him after. Nakuru set the trays down and arranged them over the table, talking while she worked.

"Eriol is in the library, he always wakes early for a good read, Tomoyo-chan's in the bathroom." She set down the pitchers which sloshed dangerously close to spilling. Harry and Sakura sat down themselves, and began to eat.

Harry ate hesitantly just as he did the night before. Nakuru enthusiastically offered him more and refilled his cup whenever she could. The door to the hallway swung open revealing a smiling Tomoyo dressed a light purple dress.

"Ah, breakfast is cooked already?" Tomoyo sat in the chair across from Sakura as Nakuru dumped an omelette and a slice of toast on her plate.

"Milk or Orange Juice?"

"Orange Juice please, Thank you."

They were joined moments later by Eriol himself. Suppi flew in behind him, shortly followed by Kero.

"Oh boy, food!"

"Kero-chan!"

After a filling meal, Sakura, Tomoyo, Kero, and Harry headed out.

"Ittekimasu," he heard them say. He had given up trying to understand already. Sakura and Tomoyo both took one of his hands as Kero dived into Tomoyo's bag. They made their way to the bus stop.

Upon reaching the bus stop, four people were waiting there already, complaining and discussing recent events.

"Of course it's just like that, but who could've believed it, I didn't at first."

"It's overly exaggerated you know? Their relationship? I didn't think there's even such a thing between them."

"…and then I hit some potholes and gotten a flat tire! I've already sent three letters to get them fixed…."

The three joined the line and soon a red bus pulled up (ok so I don't know if the buses are red, phooey at on that I like them red) and they clambered on. It was rather full even it was only 8 in the morning, alas it was crammed full of tourists and what not. They squeezed in careful and held onto the poles.

Harry watched the buildings moving pass them through the windows. The bus rolled down a particularly bumpy hill and Harry knocked into a pair of legs.

"Watch it there, young man," the man wore a full grey suit and patterned tie, a grey hat on top of his brown hair. Harry apologized quickly and stepped back a bit. The man continued to converse with another that was also dressed like him.

Tomoyo grabbed onto the metal pole tightly as they made another rickety turn. Kero's muffled complaints were unheard by the other passengers.

"Shush, Kero-chan, they might hear you, we're getting off the next stop."

The bus finally jerked to a stop and Tomoyo got off the bus. She smoothed out her jacket as the other people brushed past her.

"The police station is just four more blocks, Sakura-cha-" Tomoyo looked around her as the people dispersed. Sakura was no where in sight.

"Sakura-chan?"

"Eh? Where's Tomoyo-chan?"

The bus was pretty empty once the tourists got off at the stop near the park. It was vacant of the purple haired girl we know as Tomoyo.

To Be Continued

Thank you for reading, Just Coincidental! If I finish the fourth chapter soon I'll post the third one up. If you can waste a little time for me, drop a comment, it's really appreciated.

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