Sorry for the late update, I had quite a lot of stuff to do since school started three weeks ago! Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or Danny Phantom

H is for Harry Potter

"Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows part 2, in theaters July 15." The trailer ended as the lightning sped up the giant 'P'.

"Come on guys, don't we have better things to do than watching all the different versions of the Harry what's his face trailer?" Danny whined, fidgeting some new inventions rather than staring at the computer screen like his two other friends were doing.

"Do something else," Tucker snorted, eyes still not depriving from the screen, "like what?"

"I dunno, like… Fighting ghosts?" Danny faltered for a second, "What's so good about Harry Potter anyways? He's just a boy who got a scar on his face that was destined to die. I mean, seriously!"

"Don't insult Harry! He's brave and loyal—and down to earth too! Plus the whole story surrounds magic—no matter how Goth I am, a girl needs magic in her life too, you know?" Sam said, surprising Danny. She never seemed the type of girl that would like this stuff, she's always unique and… So not mainstream.

"But this is so overrated! What, with Voldemortphobia, the fear of no nose and stuff, this junk is ridiculous!" Danny shouted, frustrated that his friends were ignoring him.

"The ghosts aren't even tangible! They made us look so weak!" Danny protested, waving his arms around for emphasis.

"Oh, so you don't consider yourself as a human now, hmm? Harry was never this proud, even when he defeated He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named." Sam commented, waving Danny off.

"Oh my gosh, Sam! Have you seen that trick Harry just pulled off in Quiddich? It's phenomenal! I had never seen a better flier!" Tucker put his PDA in Sam's face, while she admired Harry on the Firebolt in the picture.

"Yeah… Poor Harry, I wonder what would happen if Sirius had lived…" Sam continued.

Neither of the friends has realized that their friend had already quietly slipped out of the basement, into the air above Amity Park.

"Harry this, Harry that. I'll show them I'm better than just a fictional character. I can do better than just waving a stick around yelling gibberish." Danny grumbled, suddenly wish that Sam had paid that much attention to him as she did Harry Potter. "Oh who am I kidding? I wish I am Harry Potter!"

It was not until the neon green fireworks that danced around him that he realized he wished for something. "Oh, crud…"

The green lights swirled around him a little, as the wind blew violently and pressed him back to the ground. He could feel himself changing back, and everything was blurry for a second. "So you have wished for it, so shall it be…"

The next thing he knew, he was in a middle-age castle that had stars as the ceiling, and the floating candle illuminated the halls. A robe was draped on him, and he could see the red and gold emblem gleaming among the folds.

"Come on Harry! You don't want to be late for astronomy, no?" A brown haired girl tugged his sleeve as he broke eye contact with a Vlad-look-alike.

"Oh crud." That certainly wasn't what he had in mind for the weekend.

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