Harry Potter vs. Ichigo
It was a face-off. The air was crackling with tension, you could almost cut it with a knife, or sword, which was what Ichigo was doing, incidentally.
He was chasing a nerdy little teenager holding a grubby little stick of wood and screaming out latin incantations.
"Stupefy" a jet of neon red light bounced off the blade of Zangetsu.
"Damn" Ichigo swore, more from annoyance than anything
Meanwhile, Harry Potter was feeling rather proud of himself. He pushed his glasses up his nose and grinned as he fired off one spell after another at the orange haired boy, around his age, who held what resembled an enormous meat cleaver. Admittedly, Harry had been a bit frightened but the man did not attack him, so Harry decided to have a little fun.
"He he he" Harry was feeling rather happy, having performed a cheering charm on himself a few minutes ago.
Ichigo was near boiling point. The spells, though harmless were annoying as hell.
"Hey kid, If you don't back down, I will destroy y-" Ichigo tried to warn the boy but was rudely interrupted when a silver stag passed right through him.
"THAT'S IT, YOU'RE DEAD" Ichigo screamed
"heh?" Harry thought that the orange haired guy had screamed something in Japanese but he couldn't be sure.
Just then a massive surge of reiatsu blew Harry's glasses off
"aaaaah, I can't see, somebody help me." Harry swung his wand around blindly and poked himself.
"Bankai!!!!" Ichigo screamed and a blue pillar of reiatsu blew into the sky. Before the dust clouds could dissipate, there was a horrible roaring sound as Ichigo transformed into a Vizard. The masked bankai Ichigo leapt out and screamed in his horrible double voice
"GETSUGA TENSHOU!!!!!"
A black and red fang of reiatsu blew out of his sword…
"AAAAAA, PROTEGO PROTEGO PROT-." Harry stopped as he disintegrated.
"Any other stupid little schoolchildren want to mess with me???" Ichigo shrieked, losing all control as his hollow side dominated.
"huh? Where's Harry?" Ron drew his wand and stepped out from behind a rock