-1A/N: Welcome one and all to my very first story! I am an avid Harry Potter and Final Fantasy fan and as there are not too many stories of these two together, I decided to do one more. At this moment I am not planning on having any characters from the games because will be Harry Potter, with minor 'ideas' not characters of the final fantasy games. It will have ideas from FFVII, FFVIII, FFXI, and FFX(a.k.a. 7,8,9,and 10). It begins in his first year, with some major and minor changes. It should go all the way to 7th year(a story for each year). Hope you enjoy. Please read and review.

Summary: Harry Potter is entering his first year, and nobody foresaw the outcome. The boy arrives the and as the sorting hat sits on his head the first of the oddities begin, including the appearance of the founder's ghosts, and the strange creatures he summons. HP mild FF x-over

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or Final Fantasy they belong to J.K. Rowling and Square-Enix. This is not for money so do not sue.

Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Secret

Vanishing

Harry Potter once again found his feet moving. He was running again. This was a situation he found himself in quite often, and not because he wanted to. When being chased by a large non-intellectual big muscled group, one generally does decide to run.

The group of boys presently chasing young seven-year old Harry were all piggish brutes and his cousin was biggest and stupidest of the lot and had made leader. On the occasions that he was caught the beatings he would receive only reinforced the issue that he should run faster next time. 'Next time' happened a lot more than Harry would have liked and although he sometimes managed to escape by hiding, running was his best bet.

Unfortunately this was not the time, and Harry could practically feel the breath of the dumb brutes on his neck. His eyes quickly scanned the surroundings for some place of safe haven, however none was to be found. He ran faster.

He was running so fast he barely took notice of what direction he was going, he noticed after a while that he was heading into unknown territory. He chanced a look backwards and their the goons were pumping as fast as their legs could, racing towards him on their bicycles.

He quickly turned right down a small alleyway and continued running, the goons were still following. Harry soon began to realize that dodging into the alleyway was a bad idea, as now there were no witnesses to the beating he would soon receive.

Realizing that the goons would be upon him at any minute, he began wishing. Wishing for someone to come help him. Someone to stop the goons and take him somewhere safe.

The goons jumped off their bicycles and knowing Harry had nowhere to run began to walk slowly towards him, hitting their fists together in threatening motions. Harry shut his eyes awaiting the pain he would soon feel. Harry squinted his eyes shut.

The goons looked predatorily knowing their cravings for blood would soon be met. So none of them were prepared when Harry Potter all of sudden up and vanished, with a great swirl of darkness. A figure appeared before them and they screamed.

Harry had been wishing again, wishing as hard as he could that someone would come and save him from the peril he was now facing, suddenly he felt a hand on his shoulder and began to feel sleepy. At the time he thought it was because he was passing out from the pain, right before he lost consciousness he heard six screams of terror before they were quickly silenced.

(later)

It was three hours before the human ice sculptures were discovered by the outside world. The bodies had been dragged off to the side, and it was just by pure chance that a bum was looking in the dumpster they were thrown in and discovered the bodies.

The bum realizing his chance to earn some sort of reward quickly hurried to the nearest police officer and dragged him to where the bodies were located. With the help of the bum they were able to get them to headquarters for examination and identification.

It was another four hours before the story was leaked to the press, and the parents of the boys came to see their children. The Dursleys arrived first and they were not alone. An old man dressed in curious purple robes and a long white beard went with them.

The man was Albus Dumbledore the Headmaster of Hogwarts school of and wizardry. He had special location spells put on both young Harry Potter and his slightly older cousin Dudley. He was quite surprised when while sipping his afternoon tea and talking with the Transfiguration teacher, the alarms went off and the spells for both boys broke.

Albus excused himself from his meeting with McGonagall and headed to the Dursleys right away. The Dursleys had been both appalled and frightened by his appearance, and tried to quickly usher him out. They allowed him to stay after he mentioned that something had happened to the two boys, they seemed more worried about Dudley than Harry however.

Both the Dursley's and Albus were surprised at what they discovered when they arrived at the station and the Dursley's were horrified to discover their son encased in everlasting ice. Albus quickly obliterated the minds of all those involved in this incident and took the children encased in ice with him. The families of the children would only know that their children were gone, assumed dead, kidnapped or murdered.

It was a sad thing he had to do, but do it he must. He was disappointed and slightly relieved that Harry wasn't among those frozen in ice.

The ice sculptures were unlike anything he had ever seen, not even a heating or boiling charm could melt the ice, and no potions or magic known could free them from their icy prison. Dumbledore found out the hard way that the sculptures could indeed be destroyed. He learned this when one of them was dropped. The sculpture broke into millions of tiny pieces and Dumbledore knew that, that child was truly gone.

After trying many things and having none of them do anything to any of them, Dumbledore took them to the Department of Mysteries for the Unspeakables to work on solving the solution. Dumbledore did not tell anyone what happened and the fact that Harry Potter had vanished was not known for another two months, and it was not until a week before his start at Hogwarts that anyone saw what he had become.

A/N: End of first chapter. Hope you enjoyed, please read and review, next chapter will be up later today. If I don't post again before the holiday then I say to you now Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays!