Disclaimer: I do not own Ranma ½, Slayers, nor Harry Potter. Nor do I like repeating myself time after time, so why am I repeating the disclaimer again?

Author's Notes: I fixed a few things in the prologue which should make it more understandable. I'm really thinking I should just add Ranma to my dictionary so Word doesn't spell check it every time. *Sweatdrops* That one too. I hope you like this fic. Thanks to LadySonics for the idea behind it. ^^ Let the good times roll.

'Thoughts' "/Japanese/"

Magical Destiny Chapter 1

Ranma sat on the roof of the Tendo home, Harry by his side, staring up at the stars. 'Why does that uncute tomboy always have to overreact? It wasn't just her wedding that was crashed. I certainly didn't invite them.'

Ranma heaved a deep sigh and then looked over to his brother, studying him. Harry had done alright the past year. Nearly ten, Harry had gotten to his own level of martial arts that most people would not achieve. He was close to being on par with Kuno, which made Akane jealous. 'I'll have to admit,' Ranma thought, 'Some of pops training methods do work, but work better modified. Some work best not being used at all.' Ranma looked back up at the stars, 'I wish I could change something. We both deserve better than this.'

"/That's what I've been screaming at you for the past YEAR!!!/" came a decidedly female voice. Ranma shot up like he was sitting on a pincushion and Harry gave Ranma an odd look. "/You all right Ranma?/"

Ranma looked around wildly, "/You didn't hear it?/"

"/Hear what?/"

Ranma shook his head and listened for anything out of place, "/Maybe I started to fall asleep and dreamed it. Never mind./"

Harry shrugged and got up. "/I'm going to bed now Ranma. Don't let the wedding get you down. I don't think Akane realizes what she's got in you./"

Ranma smiled at the boy and waved, then started on his own train of thought about Akane. 'I did love her. She was the only one who had wanted to be my friend, though she thought I was a girl at the time. As time went on, we did have a few tender moments. She just ruined all that. I had been set to marry her also. HER wedding, I ruined her wedding is what she said. Then everyone went off to comfort her, except Harry. My mother returned, angry at me for not settling something that can't be easily settled by my just choosing one girl out of four. She looked ready to demand my life. She was disappointed in me, hated me for it. A wedding is a girl's greatest dream, huh? What about a guy's hopes and dreams? Do I just throw mine away to make her happy? What about my happiness? Akane's not the only one with a broken heart and broken dreams. I loved her. Now I'm not so sure. I don't love Shampoo, Ukyo or Kodachi. None of them listen to my side really, now that I think about it. They all just look for leverage to endear themselves to me more than the others.'

With that realization, Ranma looked deep into his heart, and found himself wanting more than what they gave. Daily beatings only went so far to endear them to him. Ranma got up and jumped lightly off the roof, quietly making his way inside and up to his room. Harry was fast asleep, yet his father was not there. He was still talking with Ranma's mother, Mr. Tendo, and Akane. Nabiki and Kasumi would be there with her, trying to comfort her, or rather Kasumi would, Nabiki would just be making cynical remarks.

Ranma changed, and quickly got into bed. Falling fast asleep, Ranma figured further decisions could wait until tomorrow morning.

Ranma found himself cold and wet waking up the next morning. Glowering at Akane, Ranma refused to say anything and quickly grabbed the towel a newly awakened Harry provided. Akane just turned her nose up in the air and walked downstairs. Ranma sighed and looked at Harry, who shrugged. "/I give up./"

"Huh?"

"/I said I give up. I'd be better of with Shampoo than Akane, I'd have more rights!/" Ranma exclaimed.

Harry guffawed. "/You mean you can't stand any of them any more./" It was not a question.

Ranma looked at Harry and shook his head. "/It hurts that all she thought about was appearances. All she wanted was to win the prize over the other girls, prove that she was better. That's all she wants. They're all like that now. They don't know me, and don't care to. I wish none of this had happened, but it's too late to change things that way./"

Harry looked down at his lap, as Ranma got up and started to get dressed. "/You think that these powers that the other spring gave us could do something?/" he asked.

Ranma gave Harry an odd look. "/We still haven't been able to tap into them. I found where mine are supposed to be, metaphorically speaking, but can't touch them. You've only been able to use a small part of yours. The curse is what's keeping them from me though. Something about it supposed to teach me something. I'll tell you what it's taught me. Not all girls are weak like pops says, nor are they powerless. A girl has just as much influence over a guy as a guy does a girl. All I need to find is someone who appreciates me for what I can be to her, and who I can really trust./"

"/Good Job,/" came the same female voice from last night, "/That didn't hurt you did it?/"

"/Who's there?/" Ranma said, looking around wildly.

"/Don't have a panic attack, yeesh. I'm Lina. Lina Inverse and I'm talking from your head. I'm the spirit of the girl who drowned in the spring you fell into. You had the strongest magical aura I had seen in a while. That says a lot cause a lot of people and other things have fallen in./"

Harry listened, and hearing nothing, shook his head. "/I think you're losing it bro./"

Ranma shook his head. "/I have to get ready for school now. I better get moving./"

Harry nodded, and started to get himself ready as Ranma left the room.

Getting down stairs, Ranma found his mother sitting there with the rest of the Tendos and his father. "Ohayo," Ranma said bowing slightly.

Nodoka gave Ranma a stern look. "/Son, your actions last night were inexcusable. While I am glad you have turned into such a manly young man, I am afraid you are a bit too manly. If./"

A crash stopped Nodoka short, and Cologne, Shampoo and Mousse stepped through the hole in the wall. "/I am sorry to intrude,/" Cologne said, "/But I have something to say to Ranma. We will be leaving for China, not to bother you again. Shampoo has lost all honor with that attack yesterday at the wedding. I had no knowledge of it, and beg that you please do think to terribly of all Amazons./"

Ranma blinked at that, and raised an eyebrow. Shaking his head, he waited for Cologne to continue. "/You are released from the kiss of death and kiss of marriage. We leave now!/" With that, she started to drag a struggling Shampoo with her out the newly made hole in the wall.

Ranma called out to her. "/Cologne!/"

The old woman turned around, raising an eyebrow. "Arigatou," Ranma said, "/and. Good luck./"

Cologne gave a smile and herded Shampoo and Mousse out the wall. Akane snorted, "/Well that's one less person you have to deal with. Somehow I doubt the other fiancées will be that easy./"

Ranma raised an eyebrow, "/What makes you think I'm doing anything about them right now?/"

Akane's face turned purple with rage as she started to yell, "/What do you MEAN!!!!!???? You chose me dammit, and I'm making sure that I'm staying on top of that list!/"

Harry came down at that point and muttered something under his breath. Akane seemed to calm down a bit and her face returned to its original color. She glowered at the two angrily.

"/Akane is right son. You must deal with the other two, Ukyo and Kodachi and then you will marry Akane./" Nodoka said.

"/What makes you think I wanted to marry her then?/" Ranma asked, temper rising.

Nodoka gave Ranma a stern glare, "/If you don't make amends for all of this, both you and Harry will be disowned from this family. We will cut any and all ties with you./"

Ranma looked to Harry, who looked slightly stunned. Harry caught Ranma's gaze, and smiled, nodding. Ranma nodded, "/Alright./"

Nodoka smiled, and then suddenly looked startled as Ranma and Harry turned around and left the Tendo compound. Running after them, she yelled, "/What is the meaning of this?/"

Ranma turned around saying coldly, "/So it's all about Akane huh? What can I say? I have no feelings to any of you. I'm just a prize, a tool for getting you all out of trouble. Kodachi ISN'T a fiancée and Ukyo is pops problem because he broke the promise, not I. I was six. I wasn't sure what pops was talking about. Now if you'll excuse me, Harry and I have to go plan our future./"

Ranma turned around and started walking. Harry looked at Nodoka for a bit, and then followed, giving her a small wave. Nodoka fell to her knees, and studied her hands. "/What have I done to him,/" she whispered, "/He was my son, and I forced him into something because I thought he wanted it. Never did I think he would choose disownment over the wedding./"

Kasumi found her like that later, and slowly started trying to console the older woman, taking her back into the Tendo household.

Ranma, for his part, was counting all the money he had with him, and finished after five seconds. Sighing, Ranma looked at Harry, who was busy counting his own. He had little more than Ranma. Shrugging, they walked out of the bus station, and made their way to the forests. After running a good two hours, they collapsed under a large tree, and tried to figure out where they were going.

"Ne, Ranma," Harry started, in his native language, "I want to see England again."

Ranma looked at his little brother, and sighed. "Let's train a bit here and raise some money. Then we'll leave."

Harry's birthday was one month passed before they got on the plane to London, with the few clothes they had. In that time, Ranma had found a way to talk and learn from Lina many of her magic spells, and soon she would be teaching him the more powerful ones. Harry also started to tap more into the dragon power he had been bestowed that day at Jusenkyo, and both were adapting the magic into their own style of Anything Goes Mystical Arts.

Getting off the plane ten hours later, Ranma stretched and called a taxi to cart them and their stuff into town. Once there, Ranma quickly found a hotel, and got them a room for the night. Ranma watched his ten year old brother as he slept, wondering why Harry was so loyal to him. 'It's just the same,' Ranma thought, 'I won't leave him to the wolves. He won't be alone with me around. He said he hasn't been for the past three years. We are brothers of spirit. Nothing will change that.'

Ranma finally fell asleep, and with the coming of the dawn, awoke with a hopeful heart.

Harry woke up not long after Ranma and both took their baths. They went looking for breakfast and a newspaper to see if they could find a more permanent lodging, and Ranma a job. Quickly locating a small café, Ranma bought a newspaper and sat down with the want ads. Finding a few ads to his choice, Ranma circled those with a pen, and then looked for housing. Many of the apartments he found were too expensive, and he knew he wouldn't be able to buy a house. Suddenly an ad caught his eye.

Room for Rent.
Please apply at
7 Privet Drive.
Real cheap.

Ranma grinned, and decided to check it out. Motioning to Harry, they finished up their already hurried breakfast and made fast tracks over the roof tops. Reaching their destination, Ranma was surprised to see a moving van leave, with furniture all over the yard. A girl ran out of the house, and seeing the furniture, began yelling at the moving van. Ranma couldn't stop himself from thinking how gorgeous she was. Her dark blond hair was slightly wavy and came down to her chin. She had bright blue eyes that were slanted slightly as if she had some oriental blood in her. Her tan skin and angry pout gave her an exotic look. Watching the van fade in the distance, the girl sighed and turned to look at the furniture littering the yard.

"Need help miss?" Ranma asked.

The girl turned around startled, and smiled. "Thank you. My name's Kimberly, though most people call me Kim. I take it you're not from around here either."

Ranma chuckled and shook his head. Harry poked his head out from behind his brother, and looked at the mess. "Why'd they leave your stuff out here?"

Kim shook her head, "Dunno, but the company's definitely going to get a huge complaint. First they were late getting it here, and now they leave it all on the lawn. I'm from America by the way. In a year I'll be going to a school here for independent study. What about you two?"

Harry grinned, "This is where I was born. Ranma adopted me and is the best big brother in the world. We're here to see about renting a room."

"Doesn't seem right for me to make possible house mates to move all my furniture," she muttered.

"Don't worry about it," Ranma said picking up a couch, "Where do you want this?"

After getting over her shock at the two boys' strength, Kim directed them to where all the furniture should be, and showed them the rooms they could have. After getting everything situated, Ranma and Harry sat down at the dinner table while Kim started bustling about the kitchen. Getting them something to drink, she pulled something out of the refrigerator and set it on the counter. Turning to Harry and Ranma, she said. "Let's talk business now."

Ranma nodded and soon they settled a price. She then gave Ranma directions to some of the better jobs to be found in London. "You're not gonna get far without a college education," she said, "But this will get you started on saving for it for you and your brother. Welcome to my house."

Ranma grinned, and thanked her. "Harry, I'm going to go ahead and look for a job. Why don't you stay here and get settled in a bit."

Harry nodded, and Ranma left. Getting the few things the two owned, Harry quickly moved them to a bedroom, and went back downstairs to find Kim rolling out what looked to be cookie dough. "Whatcha doin?" Harry asked.

Smiling, she looked at Harry and motioned for him to sit at the small table she was working at. "I'm making sugar cookies. Want to help?"

Nodding vigorously, Harry pulled out the cookie cutters and dipped them in flower, while Kim finished rolling out the dough. Then, each choosing a cookie cutter, they started into the dough, placing the newly shaped cookies onto the cookie pan. Once the dough was full of holes and the cookie sheets full, they put them in the oven, and Kim rolled up the dough once more. They repeated the process, pulling out cookies as the timer beeped, and soon there was only a small bit of dough left.

"That's not enough for even one cookie," Harry said. Kim winked, and sliced the small wad of dough into three slices, giving one to Harry and putting the other in the fridge.

"This is the best part of eating cookies though, eating the dough!" Kim said brightly, and proceeded to eat her small slice of cookie dough. Harry followed her example and grinned at the taste. "Delicious."

Kim giggled a bit and proceeded to clean up as much as she could before the timer beeped. Ranma walked in the door and followed his nose to the kitchen as the timer beeped. Kim pulled out the cookies and set them on the oven to cool a bit before getting them off the cookie sheet. Walking to the fridge, she pulled out the little bit of leftover cookie dough and handed it to Ranma, "This is for you. How did your job hunt go?"

Eating the dough quickly and moaning in delight, Ranma turned to her and nodded, a smile on his face. "I found a job at the restaurant you recommended. Thanks."

Kim nodded, and proceeded over to the last of the cookies on a cookie sheet, and started to put them on a towel to finish cooling. Ranma took this time to study her. She was two inches shorter than him, and moved with a certain grace that spoke of some sort of training. Reading her aura, Ranma found it highly magical, but not really strong like a martial artist's.

Finding himself slightly suspicious, he turned to Harry to see what he thought, and found his little brother sneaking a few sugar cookies. Then, grinning at Ranma, he raced upstairs leaving Ranma to shake his head. Going over to the cookie table, he found the cookies shaped like dragons, moons, stars, and wizards' hats. Sneaking himself a few, Ranma headed up the stairs to go see what Harry was up to.

Looking in Harry's room, Ranma saw him putting up a shield spell and start practicing with the magic he had been blessed with. Ranma remembered when Harry said he started having dreams about the memories of the last dragon god, or so the race was called.

"/Come on, Ranma/," came Lina's voice, "/We should start practicing with our magic too./"

'Boy you are impatient,' Ranma thought to her.

He felt Lina's nod. "/You only have one more spell to learn, and then I'll leave you alone for good./"

Ranma sighed, and settled himself into a trance like state in his room. Going into the dreamscape of his mind, Ranma found Lina waiting for him. Lina sat there, an impatient look upon her face. Ranma still wondered why the difference in the bodies if she was the one who drowned, but remembered the thrashing he got last time he asked. 'Yeesh, I was only stating what was true. Sometimes the truth hurts, just didn't expect it to hurt me so badly.'

Lina looked up as he arrived, and motioned for him to sit. "/Why are you so suspicious of that girl?/"

"Every time Harry and I come across something or someone even slightly magical, we get into trouble. Excuse me if I think this is too convenient a coincidence."

Lina shook her head, "I don't sense any malice towards either of you. She seemed to be genuinely clueless as to who you two are. She also seems like someone you can open up to though. Drop a few details about your life and see how she reacts."

Ranma just nodded and thought it over. Then he looked back to Lina, and was startled by the sad expression on her face, but before he could ask, she began.

"This is the last spell I can teach you, unfortunately, I can't have you really test it in the real world."

"Why?" Ranma asked.

Lina turned to him, showing an unusual amount of seriousness. "This is a spell that could destroy the world should you lose control. There will be no backlash, just instant darkness and chaos. Only use it should the world be destroyed with or without it. I will teach you the Giga Slave."

Suddenly, Ranma was filled with Lina's memories of the spell. Each time she had used it. Losing control and gaining it back to not remember what had transpired, just what others had told her. The words rang in Ranma's head, and he reeled as he realized the implications of losing control.

After the images were done, Ranma stood, and nodded his head, filing away the information for later use. Despite what people thought, Ranma had an extremely good memory. It was just filled with the knowledge of his arts, and of people he had cared about most. He had remembered Ryoga, just not recognized him, like Ucchan. The years changed people, and he only remembered them as they were.

Lina gave Ranma a sad look as she said her last piece. "I will be leaving you now, and taking your curse with me. Despite our differences, I'm really glad we became friends. I'll see you in Valhalla, Saotome Ranma."

Ranma watched as she faded and gave her a smile and a wave. He then returned to the real world to hear the doorbell ring. 'I wonder who that is. Probably just some people coming to greet the new neighbors.'

Ranma decided to go downstairs and see who had shown up. He saw Harry still holed up in his room and smiled. Heading down the stairs, he started to hear bits of the conversation. "You mean you just turned seventeen and you're already out on your own? My, that must be an adventure," said a rather high, nasal, female voice.

Kim's light laughter was heard next, "Oh it's not so much of an adventure. My father travels a lot with his job and I often got to travel with him. He had enough time to make sure I knew the rules and that I had the stuff that I needed. Then I was on my own."

Ranma found out who Kim was talking to a moment later. A tall, rail thin woman with a plate of what looked to be cookies, an extremely fat man with two chins, and what looked to be a large, untrained sumo pig that was actually their son. Kim turned around as Ranma reached the bottom step. "Hello Ranma! These are a few of our new neighbors. These are the Dursleys." Then addressing the Dursleys, "This is Ranma. He and his younger brother are my housemates."

Mr. Dursley gave Ranma an appraising look, "Where do you work boy?"

Ranma gave the man a cool, calculating look that he had seen Nabiki use so many times. "I was a traveling martial artist, my father training me to be the best to carry on our school. Despite that, I am choosing to go to school and learn many things so that I may provide a better future for myself and my brother. I currently have a job at a restaurant so that I may pay for my rent, and school."

Mr. Dursley looked satisfied with this answer and gave the boy an approving smile. Then turning to Kim, he said, "I hate to be off so quick, but I'm afraid we have a dinner to attend to. Good luck to both of you with your schooling."

Accepting the plate from Mrs. Dursley, she gave the three a cheerful farewell and shut the door behind them. Slumping against the slumped door, she muttered, "Stupid muggles," and then looked up and gave Ranma a rather strained smile.

"What did you mean muggles?" Ranma asked.

Looking slightly surprised she asked, "You heard that?"

Ranma nodded and she sighed, as if wondering what explanation to give. Ranma then asked the next big question to shock her system, "Does it have something to do with the amount of magic you have in your aura?"

Totally stunned, she walked right up to Ranma and peered into his face. "You have magic also," she said surprised, "It's very wild but there, and strong. I wonder why I didn't see it before. Don't you know how to use it?"

Ranma shrugged and grinned, "Harry and I have never come across strong magic users before so we only know a few things that we came up with ourselves. Everyone else we knew seemed to know how to use magical items but not real magic." Ranma wasn't about to tell her about Jusenkyo.

"You've never had training in magic?" Kim said frowning, "I'll have to fix that. Harry can be sent off to a school I know of to learn to control his in a year. I'll write to them tonight. By the way, you said your brother was adopted, and I'm a little curious as to what his name was before he became a Saotome."

Ranma shrugged, "We're not technically Saotomes anymore. He was a Harry Potter before I adopted him though."

Kim turned white as a ghost and looked ready to faint as she wobbled to the kitchen. Ranma frowned and went to steady her, "You alright?"

Kim shook her head, "I'm feeling a bit light headed. I think I should lie down."

Ranma grabbed the plate of cookies before it shattered and Kim before she completely crumpled to the floor. Shaking his head, Ranma called Harry down to put the cookies on the counter and picked up Kim to take her to bed. He would ask her what all the fuss was about when she got better.

Putting her under the covers of her bed, Ranma walked out of Kim's room and found himself face to face with a curious Harry. Shrugging, Ranma made his way back to his room and promptly fell on the bed. Harry gave him a jovial good night and went to bed himself. Ranma fell asleep, thinking of the strange turn of events he now faced.

A/N So what do you think?? ^^ I hope this will turn out good. I've got a general sketch of where the story will go etched in my mind so all I need to do is create the fillers. ^^ Wish me luck. I'll get on with my other stories shortly. I've not found a way to distinguish between Japanese and English apparently. Oh well. Tenshi 0 ; )