Hi! I've been toying with the idea of a Sirius the Jaeger x Harry Potter crossover for a while. At first, I was just curious what Houses they'd be Sorted into and then OOPS I'm coming up with oneshot ideas and OOPS look, I wrote something for it!

So I know Harry Potter has actual werewolves and vampires. Let me just say now, the plot of this fic is: Plot? What plot? I just really wanted to write these oddballs at Hogwarts, with magic spells, and magical creatures, and about a dozen things that they can get into trouble with. Basically, the premise of this is that the Jaegers (still vampire hunters) have come to Hogwarts so that Willard can do some more in-depth intelligence gathering from Hogwarts, where he has access to more connections and stuff, and they'll go on hunting trips when something crops up while lying low at the school otherwise. So I'm going to leave the vampires and werewolves how they were in the show. Yuliy doesn't change at full moon or anything, etc. Again, I have no plot in mind, but we'll see. Leave a comment or review or something if you've got an idea :)

I'll explain more at the end notes. (A lot more. Be warned)

Oh, and also, if you have a better idea for the title, PLEASE let me know XD I used "Jaegers and Magic" as a stand-in until I could figure something better out, but as they say, there's nothing more permanent than a working temporary...

I still really, really, really hate the fact that you can't put more than four characters on this site. -_-

The murmurs, excited for the Welcome Feast and the start of a new year, quickly turn to curiosity as the students file into the Great Hall. Two new professors sit at the staff table. One is Japanese, to Ryouko's surprise, with neat black hair and a calm smile; the other looks quite a bit older and is probably a European native, with white hair and a monocle gleaming in the light of the candles, fingers steepled.

"Who are they?" Makie whispers, the light casting a glare on her glasses.

"No idea." Shino taps her finger against her chin. "Although, I think one of the other professors is gone. Maybe they retired. And everyone knows the Defense professor always changes every year. What do you think, Ryouko?"

The brunette gives a small start at being addressed. "Eh? Um, I don't know. I'm sure the Headmaster will explain everything once the Sorting is over, like he usually does."

"Aww, come on, let's speculate!"

"That's the fun part about it!"

They take a seat at the table of green and silver trim, greeting some of their Housemates that they know. Ryouko gave in and is in the middle of speculating with her two roommates when she catches a glimpse of something blue-

She half-stands from her seat, trying to get a better look, and Makie and Shino look up at her in confusion.

"Ryouko?" Shino says. "What are you looking at?" She cranes her neck to try and see for herself, her short brown curls bobbing.

"Ah…" Everyone has mostly gotten seated, so Ryouko reluctantly sits back down in defeat. "Nothing…"

Makie gasps dramatically (which is never a good sign). "Did you spot a cute boy?"

"Wh-what? No!"

Shino's expression turns manic. "Oh, you totally did, your face is beet red!"

"I-I did not!" Ryouko tries to will down her blush; why is she always blushing? "Now hush, the Sorting is about to start!"

Professor McGonagall, the Transfiguration professor and one known by all students for her strictness, marches up the aisle between the Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff tables, leading a gaggle of nervous-looking first years. Ryouko has to hide a smile at how tiny they look; she swears they get littler every year. She certainly doesn't remember being that small at eleven years old.

The Sorting goes off without a hitch, until the end. McGonagall does not roll up her list of names, nor does she take away the old Hat and the stool like she has for the past four years that Ryouko has been here.

"We also have four new transfer students joining us this year." Murmurs rise up before McGonagall clears her throat pointedly, and they all fall silent again. She hesitates a moment before saying, "Jirov, Yuliy."

Ryouko can't help but gasp as a teenage boy gets up from the Ravenclaw table. A small streak of white, like a dash of flour gone unnoticed, dashes through his jet black hair. And those eyes! That was where she saw that bright, vivid blue. The color is a clean, pure shade, and she finds herself captivated.

His expression, too. Completely stoic, unlike most first years, who aren't even told about the Sorting procedure. Either he already knows about it, or just doesn't care about the outcome. Ryouko can respect and admire that. The divide between Houses has eased up over the years, but no one's ever going to stop people from stereotyping. Secretly, she hopes he ends up in Slytherin.

The brim of the Hat (its...lips?) flap a bit while it talks to Yuliy, who sits straight-backed and calm on the stool. He's wearing the typical Hogwarts robes, but Ryouko can see a few personal touches as well, like an ornate blue sash around his waist, and tall black boots. Perhaps most interesting of all is how much time the Sorting Hat takes to decide—several minutes, by Ryouko's estimate.

"GRYFFINDOR!"

Ryouko sighs in mild disappointment but claps politely anyways. As Yuliy walks to the lions den, Shino elbows her with a mischievous look.

"Bet you wanted him in Slytherin," she teases.

Makie doesn't even give Ryouko a chance to retort. "Oh my goodness, your face is so red!"

Stammering too badly to even make a coherent response, Ryouko is for once saved by McGonagall.

"Lopez, Dorothea."

A few gasps and murmurs rush up again as a tall, Hispanic seventh year gets up from the Ravenclaw table, her expression relaxed in her confidence. She's beautiful, no doubt about that, with long, flowing black hair and dusky skin. One lock is pinned across her forehead with two silver and emerald hair clips. When she sits down, Ryouko can see a ruffled blouse, purple gloves, and tall, heeled leather boots under her robes. The colors of the hair clips makes Ryouko wonder if she was born into a family of Slytherins or something.

Sure enough, after only a second:

"SLYTHERIN!"

Ryouko and her table clap loudly, some cheering, as the graceful young woman steps towards their table. The brunette quickly scoots over to make some room, smiling brightly at Dorothea, who smiles back and sits down next to her.

"Welcome to Slytherin," Ryouko says happily, shaking her hand. "I'm Ryouko."

Makie and Shino introduce themselves, all bubbly cheer compared to Dorothea's calm, ever-so-slightly mysterious confidence. Then they have to be quiet as the next student is called.

"Moore, Philip."

This one is younger and smaller than his friends. Actually, Ryouko's not sure if they're friends, but they were all sitting at the front of the Ravenclaw table for some reason, and Dorothea looks highly interested in the outcome of the Sorting.

The teenage boy wears a look of nonchalant indifference as he sits down on the stool. He's wearing shorts, interestingly enough. McGonagall drops the Hat over his head of platinum blond hair, and Ryouko sees him twitch briefly before subsiding. Surprised by the Sorting Hat's voice, perhaps? She knows she was at the time of her Sorting.

A few seconds later:

"GRYFFINDOR!"

Next to Ryouko, Dorothea lets out an inelegant snort as Philip walks over to the Gryffindor table, looking slightly bewildered himself.

"What is it?" Ryouko asks, but Dorothea just shakes her head, still grinning.

"Murphy, Fallon."

A burly young man with hair like fire, spiky and wild like real fire and bound in a ponytail, rises from the table, drawing everyone's attention immediately like the others. He's openly grinning as he approaches the Hat with an easy, loping gait, his heavy leather boots audible with every step, and he's still grinning as he sits down. Like Yuliy, his Sorting is also deliberated by the Hat for a minute or so before:

"HUFFLEPUFF!"

Odd. So none of the strangers went to Ravenclaw.

As the applause dies away, the Headmaster stands. With a clap of his hands, the Feast begins, and the Hall is instantly filled with a buzz of conversation. The food is as good as ever, but at the other two tables, Ryouko can see the newcomers being plied with questions.

"So, did you guys all come here together?" Makie asks Dorothea.

"That's right."

"I love your accent," Shino says, clapping her hands together with a beaming smile. "Where are you guys from?"

Dorothea takes a sip of pumpkin juice. "Hmm. We travel a lot, but Fallon's from Ireland. Philip's from England. I was born in Spain, and Yuliy's from somewhere in Russia, I believe."

Ryouko hangs onto the last bit of information, storing it away. "Wow, that's a lot. How did you guys all meet each other? Wasn't there some sort of language barrier?"

"Well, we all know five or six languages each," Dorothea says with a shrug, apparently not noticing their stunned looks. "We don't know all of each other's home languages, but there's always at least one of us to translate." She doesn't answer Ryouko's first question.

"How do you do that?" Makie squeaks, her fork frozen halfway to her mouth, and Dorothea just shrugs again, smiling in bemusement.

"So do you know anything about the new professor?" Shino asks eagerly, casting another glance at said professor, who's chatting amicably with the other professors.

Dorothea's teal eyes gleam mysteriously. "Maybe." She tries some of the food, and her expression betrays her surprise for the first time. "This is really good. Who makes it?"

"The house elves in the kitchens, of course," Makie says, tilting her head.

She blinks slowly. "House elves?"

All three girls stare at her in surprise, and she adds, "I'm muggleborn, so if this is just like a wizarding culture thing…"

"You're muggleborn?" Ryouko echoes, staring at her.

A cool look passes over Dorothea's face. "Yes. So?" she asks deliberately, arching an eyebrow. All of a sudden, she looks almost a bit intimidating.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean anything by it," Ryouko hurries to say, waving her hands in the air. "I just—well, your hair clips. They're standard Slytherin colors. I thought they were some kind of heirloom or something."

Her teal eyes narrow fractionally, then she shrugs, and the pressure seems to vanish.

"I suppose they are Slytherin colors," she admits, touching one of the clips, and Ryouko silently breathes out a relieved sigh. "They were a gift from my family when we first found out I had magic." Her expression warms with fond nostalgia.

Suddenly, something white comes fluttering over the Ravenclaw table towards Slytherin. An origami bird lands in front of Dorothea, who rolls her eyes and leans to the side to make a face at someone past the Ravenclaw table before opening up what appears to be a folded napkin. After a moment, she rolls her eyes again and grabs her wand from within her robes, holding it like a quill to write something back. Then she folds it up again, taps it, and blows on it, sending it flying back, all without a word or any apparent effort.

"You were saying?" she says to the others, seemingly unaware of their shock.

o0o0o

"How did we end up in the same House?" is the first thing out of Philip's mouth as he sits down heavily next to Yuliy.

"Would you rather be with Fallon?" the older boy asks straight-faced.

Philip shudders. "Hell no." He reaches up to flatten his hair, seeming to not even realize what he's doing. "I'm just saying, don't all the moody misfits go to Slytherin?"

Yuliy glares at him. "Don't let Dorothea hear you say that."

The two of them glance over at the Slytherin table immediately, and meet Dorothea's gaze. She blinks slowly at them, her teal gaze piercing right into their souls, and smiles.

Philip suddenly sneezes loud enough to pass for an airhorn. Luckily, the Sorting Hat bellows, "HUFFLEPUFF!" right at that same moment, causing his sneeze to go unnoticed.

Fallon trundles over to the Hufflepuff table, and Philip breathes a relieved sigh and, again, flattens his perfect hair.

o0o0o

They take their time in leaving the Great Hall, gathering in a small annex room off to the side of it one by one. Philip and Yuliy, who sat at the Gryffindor table closest to that side, reach it first, followed closely by Fallon and Dorothea.

"Too bad we couldn't all be in the same house!" Fallon remarks, sounding relatively cheerful despite his words. He ruffles Philip's hair, and the blonde scampers away with an indignant yelp. Yuliy thinks to himself that by this point, Philip should really see it coming.

"Would you quit it!" Philip exclaims, grabbing his wand. With a quick flick of his wrist, his hair is back in perfect order—all three strands of it that were out of place, by Yuliy's estimate. "I wouldn't want to be in any House you're in!"

Fallon pouts, looking more amused than hurt. "Aww, don't be like that."

"I expected you to be in Gryffindor, from what the professor told us about the Houses," Yuliy admits to Fallon.

"He does fit their stereotype of brave, bold, and brash," Dorothea remarks dryly from behind Fallon. "Plus, he's a ginger. Gryffindor colors."

"Yeah! Wait, is brash supposed to be an insul-"

"Forget Fallon, I want to know how the two of us are in the same House!" Philip gestures between himself and Yuliy with what seems like excessive zeal. "I mean, look at us! We're polar opposites!" He gestures again, flapping his hands wildly enough to nearly punch Yuliy, who takes a big step away. "How?!"

"Don't question the Sorting Hat," a cool voice remarks, tinged with amusement. Willard closes the door behind him with a small smile. "It makes strange decisions sometimes, but it always has a reason."

The new Head of Ravenclaw House sits down, flipping open his pocket watch.

"Frankly, I wasn't surprised by any of your placements," he says evenly. "Slytherins are known for their ambition and cunning-" Dorothea grins, white teeth stark against her dark skin. "-Hufflepuffs for loyalty and good work ethic- Fallon crosses his arms over his broad chest, beaming. "-and Gryffindors for valor and sense of justice."

Philip tucks his hands behind his head with an uncaring sniff. Yuliy narrows his eyes slightly, wand thrumming with energy against his chest, even through the fabric of his shirt.

"I still don't understand why we're here at Hogwarts," Yuliy admits, clasping a hand over his chest. "It feels like we're just wasting time…"

"Taking a moment to slow down and rest is not wasting time," Willard admonishes lightly, flipping his pocket watch shut. "We all need it, after the last mission. It's time well spent. And I have access to information and connections here at Hogwarts that I wouldn't elsewhere. Plus, I'm not an expert in all branches of magic. You'll all benefit from having different teachers who are actually trained professionals in their subjects."

"Besides, we'll still be going out to hunt when we have a lead," Dorothea adds, running a finger along her wand with a calm smile. "In the meantime, we'll take some time off, kick back. This place is a school. We can have fun here."

"We should join the Quidditch teams!" Philip exclaims, excited all of a sudden. "We'd totally smoke everyone with our flying skills!" He always enjoys watching the matches, and gets extra stroppy whenever the hunt gets in the way of it. The younger, smaller teenage boy lacks raw firepower in his magic, but he makes up for it in his mobility and quick reactions in guerilla warfare. All of them, even Willard, can fly a broom through a hail of gunfire and spells, but Philip is probably the best out of their team.

"That's not a bad idea," Willard says, one hand on his chin. "It's also an excuse to keep practicing your flying."

Philip waves a hand flippantly, smirking. "My skills don't need practice!"

Fallon grins. "Oh yeah? How about two weeks ago when you nearly flew into three streetlamps?"

"That was a fluke!"

"On three separate occasions, though?"

"We wouldn't all be on the same team," Yuliy muses out loud.

Philip crosses his arms with a 'hmph'. "That's the fun of it!" he says with a grin. "I wanna play Keeper."

"Afraid to get caught up in the heat of the chase?" Dorothea teases, smirking; Philip puffs up immediately.

"As if! My reaction speed would be great for Keeper, that's all." And besides, after dodging bullets and spellfire and everything else in between, any one of them would be fine with playing Chaser or Beater and getting up in the chaos.

Willard clears his throat. "I have business to discuss with the Headmaster. You all get some sleep. Class starts tomorrow," he reminds them with a glint in his golden eyes. "I look forward to seeing how you all perform amongst your peers."

Oh boy. It's "you never asked for my headcanons and theorizing and shower thoughts but here you go" time!

I didn't feel like making up a whole cast of characters, but most professors will likely be the same, if their classes come up. This doesn't take place in the Harry Potter continuity, if that makes sense? It's set in the 90's still, but Harry Potter doesn't really exist. I'm basically just using the HP universe as a setting and chucking out all the plot and characters XD So that means that Snape has no reason to be a git, so if I do write a Potions class or something, the professor will probably just be a nameless person (I might keep the Slytherin bias for fun or something XD). I'll just say, I have an idea for Defense. Willard is the new Ancient Runes professor (who was never mentioned in the books anyway). Also, the Headmaster is also nameless (he doesn't really interfere with whatever the Jaegers are doing, and that's not something Dumbledore would be willing to do, so I got rid of him too XD).

Again, I don't know if any of that will be relevant. I plan to write more, but only if I have a good idea for a drabble or oneshot or chapter or whatever. So if you have any ideas, let me know! I might just do it :)

Okay, as for the Sortings. Their Houses were based solely on my own opinions of their characters and my subconscious headcanons XD but I'll try to explain them. I hope they make sense. Oh yeah, I don't know if Mikhail will appear. Pretty sure he won't...I think I would need to practice writing him more.

Potential spoilers ahead for the show, by the way. Oh, and I'll include some other stuff too, because.

Yuliy: Gryffindor. I could see him in Slytherin, because of his personal ambition to wipe out vampires for revenge, but I ultimately chose Gryffindor because he also has a sense of justice too, right? And in the end, he chose to step away from his family to work for the greater good and wield his power for a good cause. Year 5. Pureblood.

Philip: Gryffindor. I had the most trouble with figuring out Philip, but I picked Gryffindor in the end. During the siege of the Naoe mansion, he was injured and told Yuliy to run and leave him at the mercy of Mikhail and Kershner, despite his initial dislike of Yuliy (I know he'd mostly come to terms with that by the siege, but still). Year 4. Muggleborn.

Fallon: Hufflepuff. I wrote a oneshot called "No Place like Home" which details my headcanons of Fallon's family. I just see him as a big teddy bear who will protect family with his own life. He's incredibly loyal (definitely not saying that the others aren't, but I kinda see it as his defining feature). Year 6. Half-blood.

Dorothea: Slytherin. Okay, this one might be a little random, but the show gave us nothing on any of their backstories, so I made up hers (in a oneshot called "Carving a Path" if anyone's interested). Basically, she has a strong ambition to make a name for herself and get out there in the world. I'd say the show shows us that she's pretty clever too, usually helping Willard with investigations. Year 7. Muggleborn.

Willard: Ravenclaw. My theory is that he basically hoards information like a dragon hoards treasure XD. I think he wanted to decipher the Sirius writings (by the way, we'll just assume Yuliy's backstory is pretty similar to canon) just for the sake of it. Like, he just wanted to know what it said, and where the Ark was, purely to know it. Not out of any desire to wield the Ark or whatever (I'm like that myself; I like listening in to conversations just for the heck of it). I don't think he had "good" intentions, per se, but he never had any bad intentions towards the Sirius people and the Ark. Ancient Runes professor. Half-blood.

Ryouko: Slytherin. I know that might be a little strange, but I'm more confident in her Sorting than Philip's, to be honest. I saw her as pretty ambitious and daring throughout the show in her attempts to catch Yuliy's eye, and then later on, in her adventures with the Jaegers. It was either Slytherin or Gryffindor, because she is undoubtedly brave too (and a bit brash), but I didn't want to put her too close to Yuliy at first. I wanted to make her work for that, like she did in the show. And she and Dorothea seemed to get along, as fellow female warriors, so I put them together to bond. Year 5. Pureblood.

Mikhail (unlikely that he'll show up, but I Sorted him too because why not): Hufflepuff. He sacrificed everything to protect his family, Yuliy. He's a good big brother and only wanted Yuliy to be safe. That drove like 99.99% of his actions.

So yes, this is ongoing or whatever, continuously in WIP status XD. No, I don't know how much I'm going to write (again, let me know if there's an idea you want to see!). Yes, I have a few ideas in mind and zero (0) idea of whether or not I'm going to actually write them out. No, there is no plot whatsoever! Cheers :)