THIS STORY IS JUST AN EXPERIMENT! I will be updating whenever I can between my other stories. There will be points of this story that may make you cry while others will make you fall out of you're chair laughing your head off (Ex: Sasuke will (eventually) torture Akatsuki members with a red permanent marker) while others yet will just leave you plain confused. You have been warned.

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Chapter 1

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Alternate Dimensions have always been a source of interest for Muggles and Wizards alike. Every possible outcome for every possible choice we ever make creates a new Alternate Dimension. This results in innumerable amounts of Alternate Dimensions. Similar to Alternate Dimensions are Side Dimensions. Side Dimensions aren't created by a choice we make, but by pulling at the space-time continuum to create a pocket in the Mother Dimension.

For example: Salem Academy of Magic is the only magic school in North America. To accommodate the millions of students they get each year, the creators had to create a Side Dimension over Massachusetts and it's surrounding states. The school itself is located in the Side Dimension. Durmstrang Academy is also in a Side Dimension. However the Side Dimension of Durmstrang is located above the Artic Ocean.

A little known Side Dimension is situated above Japan. It is called the Hidden Countries. In the Hidden Countries instead of using Magic, they use Chakra. Not to say there isn't any magic whatsoever in the Side Dimension of the Hidden Countries. If there were no magic, there would be no story, and no reason to have told you any of this.

And that is where our story begins. In the Hidden Countries. In Suna located in the Land of Wind.

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Four-year-old Gaara wasn't a stupid child. He was quiet, which allowed most people to overlook him. Those that didn't overlook him feared him, which is why he was so quiet. He liked it when people overlooked him.

Having people overlook him had it's advantages too. Like being able to hear the conversation between his father and Uncle Yashamaru without being noticed. It hurt to know that his uncle never really cared for him.

Gaara sat on the roof and looked at the stars, wishing that just one person - even if it was only for a moment - that just one person would care for him.

And the magic in the Hidden Countries, having lain dormant for years, granted his wish. As Gaara, suddenly feeling sleepy, closed his eyes, he never noticed a white light flash around him, sending him to the Mother Dimension.

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Twenty-Three year old Harry James Potter sat up in bed, breathing heavily. He had become the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher after he defeated Voldemort a year after he left Hogwarts. Hogwarts, rejoicing at having her Harry back, showed herself to him. She took the translucent form of a young woman with dark blue, almost black hair, and eyes greener than Harry's.

"What is it you were saying Stella?" Harry asked, using the name of Hogwarts' female spirit form. Stella would only wake him from sleep if it was important.

"You need to go to the Astronomy Tower, my Harry. Immediately," said Stella, appearing in spirit form.

"Right now?"

"Yes."

"(sigh) Alright. Let me get dressed."

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Gaara awoke to find he was no longer on the roof of his home, but on top of a tower he had never seen before. He started to panic, having no idea where he was. He heard some sounds behind him, and turned to watch a lady who was almost see through and a man. Both had green eyes. Like his, Gaara noticed.

The lady seemed worried and concerned, while the man looked concerned and curious at the same time. Gaara looked around for who they could be concerned for. After all, it couldn't be him. He was a demon.

"W-who are you?" Gaara asked. His sand, sensing his fear, came out of the gourd to investigate. The sand curled around the man and woman, testing to see if they would hurt him. Satisfied that the two were not an immediate danger to Gaara, the sand flowed back into the gourd.

"Hello, Gaara," the man said, "My name is Harry."

"How do you know my name?"

"Your mother, Karura, told me," Harry said, "Did you know that she is in the sand that protects you?"

"Sort of. Why am I here?"

"I'm not quite sure. But if you come with me, we can find out. That will have to wait for tomorrow, though, as it is far to late tonight," Harry then turned to the woman, "Stella, would you do me a favor, and set up a bedroom for Gaara in my rooms, please?"

"Of course, my Harry," Stella said, before disappearing.

"She disappeared!" Gaara exclaimed. Harry chuckled and picked him up.

"Yes, she likes to do that a lot. That and sneaking up on people."

Harry got the distinct impression that Stella was sticking her tongue out at him. But, nah! One thousand year old sentient castles couldn't be that childish. Could they?

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If you didn't read the AN at the top of the chapter...go read it now. If you have remember...this story is an EXPERIMENT!

Rune