Harry Potter x Tekken

AN: Thx to soulnight121 for my first review! And I hope this fanfic will keep you w/ me 'till the end! That goes for evry1! Now enjoy!

Had they heard of Steve Fox? Harry certainly had, for he is the one who inspires Dudley to beat Harry to a pulp. Hermione had because her father likes going to the young boxer's matches. And Ron's reason for knowing about Steve Fox was one that made Harry and Hermione scared as well…he had beat up and severally injured four wizards. Four wizards that were former Death Eaters.

The inspector turned around to look at the three teens after no response from them.

"I'm guessing that's a no," the cop said, looking worried.

With regaining her right mind, Hermione replied, "We have heard of him; we just didn't think he would be in this tournament!" She tried to put on the best fake smile that she could as she stepped on Harry and Ron's shoe, urging them to nod in agreement.

"Oh, ok." said WuLong. "Well let me tell you three about the other competitors: not all of them are nice, mind you. Especially these fighters," WuLong stopped and started counting off each fighter as he said their name. "Feng Wei, Bryan Fury, Nina Williams, Heihachi Mishima, his son Kazuya Mishima, and Kazuya's son, Jin Kazama. Be EXTREMELY careful of Jin; he's the one who runs the Mishima Ziabatsu."

Harry's head was spinning. He knew ALL those names and what their owners can do to him and Hermione.

He was contemplating on whether they should call it quits when Lei said, "Here we are: the Mishima Ziabatsu. Oh, and welcome to Japan!" The inspector left the trio in front of the large skyscraper.

Harry, Ron and Hermione gaped at the large building. If they had known it would have been the biggest skyscraper in Tokyo, then they would have had no problem with getting here. Either way, here they were.

Ron was the first to enter the building, yelling behind his shoulder, "We're not going to get to wipe the smile off that girl's face if you two keep standing out there!"

With that said, they all entered the building.

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"Gomen'nasai. I'm sorry; you can't enter without an invitation."

The secretary in the lobby had denied them entry due to the fact that they didn't have an invitation.

Hermione snapped her fingers. "That girl knew we didn't have invitations, and let us believe we didn't need any!"

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From across the lobby, a silvered-haired fighter started to make his way to the front desk when he spotted the untidy black hair of a teenage boy, bushy brown hair of a teenage girl, and the red hair of another teenage boy. At first he thought that they all should be wearing hats, but then he caught a sight of the black-haired boy's face. And the boy's scar.

No, he thought.It can't be Him!

The sound of arguing between the teens brought the man back to Earth from his thoughts. He tried to hear the conversation, and picked up the words 'need' and 'invitations'. So if it was an invitation they needed…

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"Harry! Harry Potter!"

The trio turned around to see a silvered haired man walking toward them, with two invitations in one hand, while the other was waving over at the wizards.

"Harry," the man said, finally reaching the front desk. "You forgot your invitation at the hotel." He gave the boy his 'invitation'. Harry gave the man a 'Thank-you', and along with that a look a bewilderment.

"Thanks," said Harry as he looked at Ron and Hermione. They looked just as confused as he did; especially Hermione…

"Um, do you happen to have Hermione Granger's as well?" Harry asked.

"Oh, Hermione's…um, let me see."

Harry took note of the man's heavy Japanese accent. He remembered that Asuka's accent wasn't a British or American one, but pretty easy to understand. This man however, his accent took a little more concentration to understand. To Harry it was amusing, almost funny.

"Here we go; your invitation Mrs. Granger," the said at last, pulling out the envelope from his pocket, and handing it to Hermione.

"Thank-you," was all Hermione could mutter. She still looked surprised at what he just did.

This guy has to be a wizard! Harry thought. The mystery man had pulled out those envelopes from a pretty small sized pocket; not to mention that they look official enough, too.

Harry and Hermione turned back to the secretary who had heard not one sound of the conversation. They handed their papers to her and told her all the information she needed from them to compete. She then gave them their hotel information, and told them that a welcoming party was to take place that coming Friday night and that they would receive their information about the fights then. The secretary only asked one question:

"Didn't you kids say you didn't have your invites?"

"Um…" was all the young wizards could say before the man came up to the front desk. He said something to her in Japanese before she blushed and took the papers he had in his hand. After that, he quickly ushered the trio out of the building.

"Sir," Hermione had started. But before she could finish, the man hushed her with a finger to her lips.

"There is to be no more thank-yous. Now what I want to know is why the all famous Harry Potter is here in Japan."

Hermione looked confused. "How did you-"

"How would any wizard not know of Harry Potter, the boy who lived! Remember this Mr. Potter, that you are not only famous in England, but around the world." the man answered.

"Well," Ron piped, finally enjoying that he got to speak. "The Quidditch World Cup is this week. Egypt against England! Whoa!" Ron pumped his fist in the air in the hopes that Harry would join him, but no such luck.

"Ah," the man said. "I knew those accents sounded familiar. You all are British."

Well Duh! Harry thought.

"Anyway, I think it's time for me to introduce myself," he continued. He made a low bow and said, "Lee Chaolan, at your service. And my I ask if you all are traveling alone?"

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As I said, thx to everyone who has read my other Tekken fanfic, 'Ani's Show.' If you haven't then plz check it out. I'm coming out with a Street Fighter x Tekken fanfic, and I plan on releasing it by the dead line of 7/24. Remember, reviews are greatly appreciated, even the bad ones! I like constructive critizem. That's a hint to all the potty mouth people out there. P.S. If anyone knows who Getemono is, tell her I worship the ground she walks on! She is my inspiration!

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