Author note: Hello again! Or welcome? I've thought about doing this for quite a while. It's another reincarnation fic, yeah, but I just like this type of stuff. Now, obviously Hinata will be extremely nerfed, because if not it'd just be her beating the bad guys up and fixing everything. Why did I choose Hinata out of all the characters from the Narutoverse to fling straight into the HPverse? Because she's my favorite female character, and I'm pretty disappointed of what became of her. By the 7th year, she WILL be powerful, alright, but nowhere near as strong as even start of Shippuden Hinata. It'd jusr be a mess. Unless I make the villains stronger? I don't know yet, because I'm expecting this fic to be pretty long, unless I get bored of it like it happened to my first fic. I may get back at that someday, or if someone wants to use it as a starting point I don't mind either. Just make sure to send me the link to your fic because I'd love to read it. I'll tell you more at the end.

Konoha, Hyuga Compound

Everything was dark and quiet. Almost too quiet. The only ones awake at this hour were the guards—and a seven-year-old heiress of the Hyuga clan, Hinata Hyuga. She lay in bed, her small body bruised and aching from another grueling training session with her father. The moonlight spilled through the window, casting a pale glow across her room.

She stared at it, her white eyes reflecting the light as her thoughts wandered. Why am I so weak? It was the same question she asked herself every night. The same crushing doubt she couldn't shake.

Despite her exhaustion, sleep evaded her. Her mind was a storm of tangled thoughts, and a strange, heavy feeling pressed down on her chest. It was as though something was coming, something she couldn't predict or understand.

After what felt like hours of wrestling with her thoughts, Hinata finally succumbed to sleep, drifting off into a dream she hoped would offer some solace.

But her dreams were anything but peaceful.

Unknown

Hinata awoke to an odd sensation—cold. Bone-chilling cold, and the feeling of something wet beneath her. Slowly, cautiously, she opened her eyes. She blinked, her gaze adjusting to the dim light around her, and realized she was lying in shallow water.

Where am I?

She sat up quickly, panic beginning to bubble up in her chest. Her hands grazed the slick stone beneath her. It looked like she was in a sewer, though there was no foul smell, no waste, just the quiet echo of water flowing around her.

A dream?

She remembered falling asleep in her bed, so how could she have ended up here? Her heart pounded as she stood up and began to follow the stream of water, her footsteps echoing softly. The oppressive silence wrapped around her, making the hairs on her arms stand on end.

She walked for what felt like hours, though time seemed to stretch and warp in this strange place. The tunnel grew darker with every step, and her heart began to race. As the shadows thickened, she felt something lurking—just beyond the edge of her vision.

Suddenly, the ground gave way beneath her.

She gasped, her stomach lurching as she fell into the darkness. Her scream echoed off the walls, but there was no sound of impact, no bottom in sight. Just endless, terrifying freefall. Her vision swam, and the only thing she could see before blacking out was the image of a pair of Byakugan eyes watching her from the darkness.

Hogwarts, Near the Forbidden Forest

Hinata stirred, groaning softly as she slowly opened her eyes. The first thing she noticed was the smell—it was earthy, like damp wood and soil, but different from the forests she knew in Konoha. It was unfamiliar, yet somehow comforting.

As her senses returned, she realized she wasn't in the water anymore. She was lying on a makeshift bed, covered in coarse blankets that smelled of smoke and moss. She sat up gingerly, her head still spinning as she tried to take in her surroundings.

It was a small, cozy hut. Wooden beams lined the ceiling, and there was a fire crackling in a stone hearth. Strange tools and objects cluttered the shelves—far too foreign for her to recognize. Was this another part of the dream?

Before she could contemplate further, the door creaked open. Hinata's heart jumped into her throat. A massive figure ducked through the doorway and stepped inside. He was like nothing she'd ever seen before—a giant. His hair was wild, his beard untamed, and his clothes looked as though they'd been hastily stitched together. Despite his intimidating size, there was something friendly about him.

"Yer 'wake!" the giant boomed, his voice deep but full of warmth. He smiled, showing a row of crooked teeth, and hurried over to her bed, careful to not make too much noise with his heavy boots.

Hinata froze. Her mind reeled, trying to make sense of what was happening. She'd seen strange things before—jutsu, chakra, the Byakugan—but this was different. This man was different.

"I... I..." Hinata stammered, unsure of what to say, her body trembling as she instinctively tried to activate her Byakugan, but it flickered weakly and failed.

Her throat felt dry, but she managed to whisper, "W-who are you?"

The giant smiled warmly, his eyes crinkling at the edges. "Rubeus Hagrid. Keeper of Keys and Grounds at Hogwarts. This here's my hut. What's yer name, lass?"

Hinata hesitated. "H-Hinata," she said quietly, still unsure if she should trust him. "H-Hinata Hyuga."

"Pleasure to meet yeh, Hinata," Hagrid replied. "Strange name, that. Never heard anythin' like it 'round here."

Hinata's mind was reeling. This was all too much. Where was she? What was Hogwarts? How had she ended up in this strange place, far from home, far from Konoha?

"Rest up, now," Hagrid continued, his voice gentle despite his size. "Yer safe here, I promise. Once yer feelin' better, I'll take yeh up to see Dumbledore. He'll know what to do."

"W-who's Dumbledore?" she asked meekly. She had never heard that name once in her life, and judging by the half-giant's tone, he seemed like someone important.

"Yeh don't know who the great Albus Dumbledore is? How do yeh not know? He is about the greatest wizard 'round!" he exclaimed in a very passionate tone, clearly holding great respect for the man.

Hinata eyed him in a confused manner, not sure if she misheard him or anything, "W-wizard? He is a-a… wizard?" she murmured weakly, trying to wrap her head around what she had just heard. Wizard? Since when do wizards exist? Is it something you can become if you use chakra but decide to not be a shinobi?

Hagrid chuckled at her confusion, clearly not understanding the depth of her bewilderment. He sat down on a large wooden chair near the hearth, making it groan under his weight. "Aye, wizards! Yeh don't know 'bout magic? You're at Hogwarts, lass. School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. We all got magic in us 'round here."

Hinata's mind raced. Magic? Wizards? She had always known of chakra, of jutsu and the Byakugan, but magic wasn't a word she'd ever encountered. Her entire life had revolved around the idea of channeling chakra through her body to enhance her abilities. But wizardry? This was something else entirely.

"I... I don't understand," Hinata whispered, clutching the coarse blanket around her shoulders tighter. Her voice trembled, but she needed answers. "Where... am I? I don't know this place... this world."

Hagrid blinked in surprise, as if the gravity of her confusion had finally hit him. "Wait, what d'yeh mean, 'don't know this world'? Are yeh a Muggle-born, then? Did no one tell yeh 'bout magic when yer letter came?"

"Muggle-born?" Hinata repeated, her confusion deepening. She was too polite to correct him, but the terms he was using were all foreign to her. And a letter? She hadn't received any letter. She only remembered falling asleep in her room, in Konoha, and now she was here—wherever here was.

Hagrid scratched his beard, frowning slightly. "Blimey... ye really don't know anything 'bout wizards or Hogwarts, do yeh?" He leaned forward a bit, his eyes full of concern. "How'd yeh end up in the Forbidden Forest, then?"

"I... I don't know," she admitted softly, her voice almost lost beneath the crackling of the fire. "I fell asleep... in my bed... and then, I was here."

Hagrid let out a low hum, clearly trying to puzzle through her words. He scratched his head. "That's a strange one, alright. No one just falls into Hogwarts from their bed, even if they're lost. But don't worry. Professor Dumbledore will sort it out. He's the wisest wizard there is."

Hinata felt a lump in her throat. This all seemed too unreal. Was she truly stuck in this strange world? Would she ever see Konoha again? Her father? Neji? Naruto-kun?

As if sensing her anxiety, Hagrid smiled kindly. "Don't worry, Hinata. Hogwarts is a good place. Yer safe here, I promise. When the time comes, we'll figure out how yeh got here and what to do. And don't fret about Dumbledore. If anyone can help yeh, it's him."

Though Hagrid's warmth made her feel slightly calmer, the weight of everything still pressed down on her. Hinata's thoughts swirled with questions she couldn't begin to answer. But she could sense, even now, that this world was different. She had to trust in herself—just like her father had always told her. No matter how lost you feel, you must move forward.

Taking a deep breath, she nodded quietly. "T-thank you, Hagrid."

The half-giant beamed. "That's the spirit. Now, best rest up. We'll head up to the castle in the mornin', and Dumbledore will know what to do."

Hinata blinked, still not knowing who this Dumbledore was except that he's allegedly the greatest wizard, but she gave him a small, polite nod anyway. She didn't want to appear rude, even though none of this made any sense to her.

Hagrid stood up and stoked the fire before heading toward the door. "If yeh need anything, just give me a shout. I'll be just outside."

Once he left, Hinata curled up in the blanket, her body aching and her mind exhausted. As the fire crackled and the warmth of the hut settled over her, she stared into the flames, trying to calm the storm of thoughts inside her head.

Wizards, magic, Hogwarts... where am I, really? And how am I supposed to get back home?

As dawn broke the next morning, Hagrid came back to find Hinata sitting up in bed, looking a bit more composed but still lost in thought. "Morning, lass. Ready to go?"

Hinata nodded, still unsure of what awaited her, but her resolve strengthened. She had to face whatever this world threw at her, just as she had with her father's harsh training. Maybe, just maybe, this world would help her find the strength she had always doubted in herself.

And with that, she followed Hagrid into the crisp morning air, her journey in this new world just beginning.

AAAAAAnd first chapter's done. What a good way to spend my free time when I have literally 4 tests incoming. What a very responsible thing of me to do. But ignoring my questionable time management, did I do good with this one? I admit that I asked chat gpt for help, since I feed it the "skeleton" of the stuff I wrote, and it spit out the same thing, but fancier. It was honestly much more relaxing than the other things I wrote, because I could fully focus on the plots and events, without caring if I wrote like a dog. Funny thing is that right now is 11pm and I gotta wake up at 6am for school. Oh well, sleep is overrated anyways.