AN: Hey guys, its PokeMasterShaun here with another story. I know I should be continuing me Pokémon and Yu-Gi-Oh! Story but I thought this might be a good idea seen as you guys liked my other crossover story. Anyway, hope you enjoy this and make sure to review so that I know if I've done something wrong or you like it. On with the show!
Pairings
HarryxMaka
Setting
Middle of 3rd Year
"Hello" – Speaking
"Hello" – Thoughts
"Expelliarmus" – Spells
"Witch Hunter" – Soul Resonance
Chapter 1: New Town, New Friends, New Dangers
Dumbledore watched from his window in his office as a black haired youth was chased by a large crowd across the lawn of Hogwarts. He sighed as he was forbidden to interfere with the sickening act. He chuckled as the boy he considered a grandson managed to somehow run round the mob and was sprinting back towards the castle, ducking over spells being launched at him. He frowned at the mob as they tried to get through the large oak doors that were the front doors. He knew that he would get into trouble but he would be damned before he broke his promise to Lily and James. He was already on thin ice by placing the boy with his Aunt and Uncle. He reached into his pocket and pulled out his wand. Pointing it at an empty space in his office, he began to murmur a long incantation and with a loud BANG! The boy appeared in his office.
He was a scrawny boy with long, wild black hair, pale skin and emerald green eyes that were hidden behind round spectacles. He was wearing a navy blue hoodie over a pale blue t-shirt, brown cargo pants and black sneakers. He looked around wildly before noticing the old man.
"Professor! You gotta help me; they're trying to kill me because I'm Black's Godson. They've already snapped my wand and destroyed my belongings. All I've got left is my cloak and the map. I've already sent Hedwig away." The boy shouted as he quickly glanced at the door.
Dumbledore, inwardly seething at how they were treating the boy and how they had destroyed nearly everything he had, smiled at him and walked over to the corner of the room.
"I'm sorry Harry, there's nothing I can do. I'm already in trouble for helping you but I can send you some place safe. Some place that no one would be able to find you.
"Where, Professor?" asked Harry as he stared curiously at his surrogate grandfather.
"To a city in Nevada, America. It is called Death City and is known to us wizards as a dangerous place, a city filled with dangerous creatures and people. But most of the city is made up of civilians and the creatures tend to stay inside during day time. As much as I hate to say it, but Death City would be a safer place than here." The old wizard pulled out a small black case and handed it to Harry. He opened it and gasped when he saw its contents. Inside were a muggle gun and several boxes of ammunition.
"Professor, why do you have a muggle gun and why are you giving it to me?" asked the Boy Who Lived as he stared at the gun.
"The gun belonged to your father. I believe it is called a Glock 18. Rather powerful, if what your father told me was correct. He thought it was a useful way of dealing with threats but used it as a means of entertainment most of the time. I'm giving it to you as technically it could be counted as a family heirloom, like your cloak, and it is a means of defending yourself as you no longer have a wand."
Nodding, Harry pulled out the gun and filled the cartridge with several bullets until it was filled. He loaded the cartridge back into the gun and pulled the top half of the barrel back so that a bullet would load into the chamber. He then placed the gun behind him, in the waistband of his pants, and covered it with his hoodie. Dumbledore conjured spare cartridges, which Harry quickly filled and then stuffed into his pockets. Dumbledore then grabbed an empty bowl from his desk and tapped it once while muttering:
"Portus."
A blue aura surrounded the bowl for a second before it quickly disappeared. Harry took the bowl form Dumbledore and gave the old man a hug. Dumbledore returned the hug before quickly breaking away as banging was heard on the door of his office. Jumbled voices were heard as the banging steadily got louder and louder.
"Harry! Quick, get out of here."
Dumbledore tapped the bowl with his wand and the last thing Harry saw was the door to the office being blown down and Dumbledore pointing his wand at the people pouring into the office before he felt a tug at his navel and was whisked away.
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Harry's feet slammed into the ground as he appeared in a deserted alleyway. His legs buckled and he fell to the ground with a groan. He lay there for several minutes before he managed to climb to his feet. He looked around the alleyway before seeing something that sent a spark of fear shooting down his spine. There, a few feet in front of him, was a woman who was sliced in half with a strange creature with a stick like body, a scarecrow like face and large knives attached to the tips of its fingers. In its hand was a blue orb that was glowing brightly and the next thing that Harry saw was the creature tilting its head back and eating the orb. And he screamed.
The creature's head shot round to face him and it let out a terrifying cry. It charged at him and Harry did the only thing he could think of. He ran. He ran as fast as his legs could carry him through the twists and turns of the streets and alleyways with the creature in hot pursuit. It was then that he remembered the gun. He stopped running and turned to face the horrific creature. As it ran towards him he reached behind him and pulled out the Glock. He pointed it at the creature, aiming at the head and squeezed the trigger.
CRACK!
The gunshot rang through the street as the creature was blasted backwards, blood spurting out the back of its head. It landed on the ground with a surprisingly loud thud. Harry stared, horrified that he had killed it yet at the same time a strange feeling of pleasure ran through him at the thought of it being him who had done something right. His shock heightened as the creature then turned to dust, revealing a rather small orb that was similar to the one that it had eaten except it was red instead of blue. A voice then broke Harry out of his shock.
"Well I'll be damned; someone beat us to the kishin Maka."
Harry turned his head in the direction of the voice and saw two people standing on top of a staircase. While he couldn't see their faces he knew by their appearance that they were round about the same age as him. The two figures leapt of the stairs and landed in front of him. He could now make out their faces clearly. The one on his left was a boy with messy white hair, pale skin, red eyes and he wore a buttoned up black and yellow jacket, maroon pants and black and yellow sneakers. Around his forehead was a beige sweatband with the word "Soul" on it and a badge with a bloody mouth on the front of it. The other person was a girl with long, ash blonde hair that was styled into two pigtails, dull green eyes and creamy white skin. She wore a long, black trench coat over a yellow sleeveless sweater, a white blouse and a red plaid skirt. She also wore a pair of black and white sneakers. The girl stared at him.
"How did you kill that kishin?"
Before Harry could answer, the white haired boy spoke up.
"He shot it through the head Maka, or did you miss the gun and the loud bang."
The girl, Maka, glared at the other boy before looking back at Harry.
"What I meant was, how did you kill that kishin without training. I've never seen you in Death City before nor have I seen you in DMWA."
Harry opened his mouth to answer but his brain then registered the words: Death City.
"Wait! You mean this place is Death City!"
Maka and the boy stared at him before the both came to the same conclusion.
"You're a foreigner."
Harry nodded. The boy then walked over to where the creature or kishin as Maka had called it, and picked up the orb. To Harry's horror he ate the orb. Just like the kishin had. As the boy licked his lips, Maka spoke.
"I'm Maka. Maka Albarn and that's Soul Evans."
"I'm Harry, Harry Potter."
Maka and Soul's eyes widened before Maka grabbed Harry's arm and dragged him over to a window. She released him before breathing on the window and writing 42-42-564 onto the window. Once again Harry opened his mouth to speak but quickly closed it as ripples appeared on the window before it showed an image that caused Harry to snigger. A tall being in black robes and a cartoonish skull shaped mask was looking back at them.
"Greetings Lord Death." Said Maka to the robed being. Harry quickly stopped sniggering as he stared at the lord of the dead. But soon he was on the ground laughing as Death spoke.
"Hello kiddies. How are you and why is that boy laughing at me?" A tick had appeared on the skull mask as he spoke. Maka glanced at the boy while Soul smirked.
"I don't know why he's laughing but Lord Death but he says his name is Harry Potter."
At this Lord Death straightened and looked at the boy who was beginning to stand back up.
"If you are Harry Potter, then what are you doing in Death City, aren't you supposed to live in England." Harry rubbed the back of his head nervously.
"I was attacked and was nearly killed by the other occupants of Hogwarts. Professor Dumbledore helped me escape via a Portkey."
Lord Death sighed before looking at Maka and Soul.
"I'm sorry but I must ask you to stop your soul collecting tonight and for you to bring Harry here to DWMA. We'll deal with the issue when you arrive."
And with that Lord Death's image vanished from the window. Harry had the odd feeling that he was being watched. He glanced to his right at saw Soul glaring at him as it was his fault that he wouldn't become a Death Scythe tonight. Harry ignored him and looked at Maka only to see her staring at him. He let out a small cough to get her attention which caused her blush and avoid his gaze. Harry smirked. This could get interesting. He bowed to her, holding out his hand.
"Would mi' lady do me the honour of walking with me to DWMA?" He asked in an imitation of Percy's pompous voice. Maka giggled and accepted his hand.
"I will provide you with that honour dear sir."
They both turned and walked up a cobbled street with Soul behind them, glaring and muttering to himself.
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Laughter filled the air as Harry, Maka and Soul walked up the path leading to DWMA. Maka was currently clinging on to Harry just to stay standing while Soul, who had been glaring at Harry earlier, smirked at the story.
"So then, so then we cursed the Slytherin robes to shine a bright golden yellow while switching their shampoo for red hair dye. They had to spend the rest of the week walking around in the Gryffindor colours!"
Maka, Soul and Harry roared with laughter before stopping outside of the entrance to DWMA. It was a large black castle with many towers with red turrets and three large white skulls that took up most of the front of the castle and massive white candle stuck out of the school, their ends blazing. Three blood red spikes poked out of the middle skull's eye and nose holes .It reminded Harry of a darker version of Hogwarts. They entered through the front door and journeyed through all the twisting and narrow corridors before stopping outside a large black door. Harry stared; a little tense about meeting Death himself as he had spent the previous year's escaping his clutches. He was startled out of thoughts when he felt a small, warm hand sliding into his. He looked down at the hand and trailed his eyes up the connecting arm all the way up to the face of the person and saw Maka's green eyes shining back at him, a small blush dusted her face. He smiled at her before reaching out and knocked on the door. Three times.
AN: And that is the first chapter of my newest story: Harry Potter – Death's Demon Gunner. I know the titles a little weird but I will like weird stuff so I'm not gonna change it. As I said in the first AN, I would like you guys to leave me your opinion of this as I've not seen a Soul Eater episode in ages so my memory of the show is rather fuzzy. And sorry that the chapter is shorter than usual but once again I've not seen Soul Eater in ages. This is PokeMasterShaun, signing off.