Back To School

Disclaimer: I don't own Ben 10 and/or Ben 10: Alien Force and/or Ben 10: Ultimate Alien and/or any and/or all concepts and/or characters. They are copyrighted to Man of Action and Cartoon Network Studios. Likewise the Harry Potter Series is not mine, Harry Potter and all related characters and/or concepts are trademarked and copyrighted To JK Rowling. I am a mere Fanfiction author. With far too much time on her hands and no social life.

Warning/Author's Notes: This takes place during Harry's fourth year. While the book series takes place in the 90's originally, for the purpose of this story the book series and thus the Golden Trio's schooling and adventures take place in the 2000's. Specifically the 2004-2005 time frames. The Ben 10 (Ultimate Alien) characters' birthdays have been moved back and most of their adventures occurred in the late nineties and early 2000's, in this story. I have pissed all over the Harry Potter Canon so no Goblet of Fire or Triwizard Tournament, expect something completely different. Ben 10 (and Alien Force and Ultimate Alien) Canon is largely intact. I don't do accents either, I tend to mangle them.

Pairings: Gwen/Kevin, Ben/Julie, Harry/Hermione, Ron/Luna

Rated: T

Chapter One: Quidditch Tickets

It had been the best summer Harry had ever experienced. There had been no yelling, no beatings, no long days locked in his room and only being fed one meal a day. No, in stark contrast, life was good. He was always full, he was allowed to wander Bellwood as he pleased, and the other kids his age, the American muggle kids his age, accepted his companionship easily. Hermione had been allowed to Floo over multiple times and they were able to call each-other at times when they both would be awake. Gwen had even gone so far as to patiently teach the Weasleys how to use a muggle phone so Ron could call as well.

The Tennysons had accepted him into the fold once again and Jen Tennyson, Gwen's mother, was trying to fatten him up, quite like Mrs. Weasley.

Gwen and Kevin had bought him a bicycle so he wouldn't have to walk everywhere. He was also allowed to practice his Seeking in a very large field on the edge of town. The muggles had accepted the flying broomstick and balls as another bit of odd alien technology.

Julie was training him in using a staff as a back up weapon. Ben was teaching him how to drive a car and Gwen was working with him on muggle first aid techniques.

All in all it was an interesting summer and it had just gotten better.

"Tickets to the Quidditch World Cup," Kevin announced as he set the four tickets down onto the table, "Benji and Julie have theirs, so do the Weasleys."

"No way," Harry spoke, "they've been sold out for months!"
"Yeah, I know 'cause I bought the last fourteen," Kevin said smugly, "Primo seats too, we're in the Minister's box."

"No way."

"Way. Go call your little girlfriend, now."

Harry ran off, grabbing the phone on the way to his room.

"Think he's excited."

Gwen smiled, "Gee, I don't know…"

He lunged to her side, on the couch, accusing, "You tease."

An eyebrow went up, "Tease huh? One has to wonder what would happen if I—"

He cut her off with a kiss which itself was cut off by an "EW!"

They broke apart to see Harry, looking like he was going to become sick, holding the cordless phone.

"What?! What happened?!"

"Oh nothing, parents committing an act of PDA."

"Grow up Harry! And give them some alone time!"

"Alright Mione, alright! Don't get your knickers in a twist," he retreated to his room, shutting the door and locking it.

"Did he just call us—?"

"His parents, yeah."

"Are we that old?"

"No…are we that embarrassing?"

"No…are we that stuffy?"

"…Let's spend a day at the pier? Leave Harry with Ben and Julie and be kids for once…"

Her brows knitted, "I don't know…Ben's been acting off lately…"

He groaned, flopping back onto the couch, before wondering, "Why has it been so calm?"

"Why are you questioning it?"

"It got my blood pumping…I didn't feel so old."

"You're nineteen," she pointed out.

"You're eighteen and you asked me if we were old."

And so she fell silent and they fumed for the rest of their 'alone time'.

She had gotten up, unable to sleep. It was one of those rare nights that Kevin was able to sleep peacefully. She was used to having to stay up to soothe his mind with her powers, but she enjoyed these gifted nights where he slumbered undisturbed.

And yet, as she neared Harry's room, she found that Harry was suffering a night terror. She slipped into the room silently and came to his side, reaching out to touch his temple. Then she jumped back. This wasn't a normal nightmare of any sort. Instead she traced his scar with her index finger, letting her power fight the dark magic still fighting with his good soul.

"Shhhh, Harry, shhhh…" she began to chant over him in an ancient tongue, hoping to hold whatever he was fighting at bay for at least another night. He relaxed and the evil aura stopped corrupting his own good one.

She sighed tiredly, tucking him in, leaving his room. She would talk to Kevin in the morning about it. For now, all she wanted was some fudge.