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Fandom: Beyblade/ Harry Potter crossover
Summary: [HP Beyblade crossover] After arriving in the UK to promote beyblading, the Bladebreakers are kidnapped by men in black robes wanting the power of their bitbeasts. Kai isn't too pleased. Then the other people he meets just. Aren't. Normal.
Rating: K
Notes: ^^; Yeeeah, long time since I've last updated this but I do have reasons! My biggest reason for writing half-interactions between the two canons was partly because I didn't want to write a 'Bladebreakers go to Hogwarts OMG!' fic since I usually try for something not tried before or just a different way of doing it. The rest of the reason was because 'I cannot write Harry Potter characters! I know! I'll write it just like this so then it doesn't matter!' Um, yeah. Wrote myself into a hole there with the last chapter.
My canon knowledge of Harry Potter is worse than Beyblade. And that's saying something. Well, I suppose I'm being nitpicky but I haven't read the books for a few years now.
You want proof that I can't remember anything? I was going to call 'The Three Broomsticks' 'The Hogs Head'. Yeeeah, completely different setting there.
Heh. I found these notes that I'd made while I was writing the first chapters of this fic and I had a list of chapter titles that I wanted to use ot was just toying with. The one that I'm for this chapter made me laugh out loud when I saw it.
The reason for the reaction at the end? Shock from the previous statement. ;p
Genre: Humour
Word count: 799
Status: Work in Progress




Kai fell to the ground with a thump. Okay, maybe something considerably bigger than a thump since he'd practically landed on his head. Swiftly realising that he was no longer in the lounge (the fact he was no longer sitting on a chair and there was gravel under his cheek instead of carpet was a dead give-away) he scrambled to his feet, one of his hands instinctively reaching into his pocket to get Dranzer.

Scanning the area, Kai jerked at the sight of an old man. It wasn't because the man was old; it wasn't because the man was smiling at him in a friendly manner; it wasn't even because the man had started to walk towards him.

It was because the man was wearing a robe.

'Well,' Kai thought, glancing at the colours, 'at least it isn't black.' It didn't mean that it stopped him from being wary however.

"Kai Hiwatari?" the man inquired politely.

Mutely, Kai nodded. It wasn't anything new for a complete stranger to know his name. His hand was still stiff from the monotonous writing of his own name from the day before to prove it. At least he didn't have to introduce himself.

The man smiled. "I'm Albus Dumbledore. If you would care to join me...?" He indicated towards one of the buildings with an outstretched arm.

Kai glanced at the name. 'The Three Broomsticks'. A magical name. Again. Why was he not surprised? Why did he have to attract all kinds of people because he was famous? Since the last magically named place he had seen had been a pub...

He crossed his arms. "I'm fifteen," he stated, wondering for a second if he really did look like he could pass for eighteen.

Mr. Dumbledore chuckled. "It's quite alright. 'The Three Broomsticks' serves more than just alcoholic drinks."

Kai suddenly realised that the white mug he had been holding when he... appeared? here was still in his hand. With Dranzer in the other, Kai searched the ground for the letter. Finding it and, after putting Dranzer safely back into his pocket, Kai picked it up. If it knew something was going to happen to him at a specific time, it could possibly tell him how to get back to London. He looked up at Mr. Dumbledore to say he still wouldn't be going with him but stopped in mild surprise.

Did his eyes just sparkle? Kai shook his head and scowled. The sun was reflecting off the man's glasses, what else could it have been?

"There are a few questions that I would like to ask you and I'm sure there are a few questions that you need answered as well," Mr. Dumbledore added when Kai still hadn't answered.

Kai checked to see if the letter was signed. Albus Dumbledore. There was a list of titles underneath it but Kai didn't bother to read them. With a minute sigh, Kai nodded towards Mr. Dumbledore. With all the strange happenings lately, it would be good to get some answers. If it was a trap... Well, it was nothing new was it?

He'd be back at the hotel before the others got out of bed anyway.

:-:-:


Kai settled down on of the chairs that Mr. Dumbledore had indicated and placed the mug on the table. He'd looked around when they had entered but there was no-one else there. It was seven in the morning, after all.

Taking the chair opposite Kai, Mr. Dumbledore asked him, "Would you like anything to drink?"

He shook his head.

Just then, a woman walked up to the table. Kai was glad to see she was dressed normally. She didn't falter upon seeing Mr. Dumbledore either. Strange.

"Ah, Professor Dumbledore!" Wait, he was a teacher? Did his students know about their teacher's hobby of dressing up like a Warlock? Or did his students dress up the same as their teacher? "What will you be having this morning?"

"Just some lemon tea." Kai scowled again. They had to sit near the window didn't they?

"And you?" the woman asked Kai, turning to him.

Glaring at the window, wondering if he could close the blinds, Kai said, "I'm not thirsty."

"Okay," the woman said cheerily. "Professor Dumbledore, I'll have your tea here in about a minute." Kai heard the footsteps walk away. He turned his attention back to Professor Dumbledore.

Professor Dumbledore threaded his fingertips and leaned forward. "Now, there are a few questions that you wanted to ask me?

Kai thought over what had happened during his stay in London. Being kidnapped. The men in black robes. The pub. The men in black robes.

"Where am I and how did I get here?"

"You're in a village called Hogsmeade that's located in Scotland," 'What?' "and you arrived here by magic." 'WHAT?'



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