This is the last new story I'm going to put up before I finish my other two. Please review; you don't even have to log in or have an account. I mean, is it so hard to just write 'continue soon' or something like that? :D

This story will eventually have romance, but it will be in WAY later chapters. For now, all readers can vote on who they want to be paired with Sakura. It can be anyone in Akatsuki or any of the characters from Harry Potter.

You all KNOW I don't own Naruto or Harry Potter...either that or you need to go see a doctor, so I'm not going to bother with a disclaimer.

Haruno Sakura was awoken by a loud banging on her door. She groaned and raised her head, glaring angrily at the door. She let out a low growl and dragged herself out of bed when the banging didn't stop. She trudged across the floor, dragging her feet, and yanked the door open viciously, making the man stop mid-knock.

"What?!?" she snapped. He stared wide-eyed at the furious kuniochi and then his blue eyes traveled to her hair. It looked like something pink and rotten had died on her head.

"Um…Leader wants you…yeah…," he said awkwardly.

"For what?!?" Sakura hissed. He shifted his feet awkwardly, the pink-haired girl scaring him.

"A mission, yeah."

Oo o oO

Sakura sighed as she recalled what Madara and her Leader, Pein, had told her…er, them. She couldn't believe it. She, Itachi, Kisame, and Deidara were to go on a mission. A year-long mission. Not to mention, it was in a different dimension. Now she, Itachi, Kisame, and Deidara stood in Madara's office--who was accompanied by Pein and Konan--mulling over the details of their mission.

"Stay quiet until I finish," Madara ordered as Deidara opened his mouth. "No questions until the end. I was just recently contacted by a man that I have known for a long time known as Albus Dumbledore. He is the headmaster, or leader, of a school known as Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. QUIET," he added when Deidara's mouth opened again. "They practice magic. No, Deidara, this is not a scam OR a sorry attempt at a joke. Magic is real. In their dimension, at least. Their 'magic' is simply a weaker form of ancient chakra that is required to be focused by special sticks called 'wands'. Witches and wizards do not know of our existence, just as ninja and shinobi do not know of them. Dumbledore happened to stumble across a rift in our dimension enclosure fabrics and a mishap in the materials of our universes sucked him in, sending him a mere twenty miles from where I was located. In their world, they speak a different language, a strange language. And apparently, our language is the same as one of the many from their world. Dumbledore suggested that our dimension could have been created simply by pure accident and that nomads from a country known as 'Japan' may have traveled here and spread their language.

"However, back to the subject. I have a mission for the four of you. Another wizard known as Voldemort also found the rift and came into contact with Orochimaru." They all stiffened at the sound of his name. "They made an agreement and now Orochimaru has traveled to their world to assist in Voldemort's plans to take over the world and assassinate a young boy named Harry Potter." Sakura glared at nothing in particular. It was just like Orochi-'I like to touch little boys'-maru to do something like that.

"So…we're supposed to protect this 'Harry Potter'?" Sakura guessed. An amused smirk flashed on Madara's expression.

"Very good, Sakura," he said. "Yes. You four are to guard Harry Potter and, if the chance reveals itself, kill Voldemort and Orochimaru. But not only that. You four will be attending Hogwarts and going undercover as students. The teachers and Dumbledore will know your identities, obviously, but the students will not. When this briefing is over, you will all four take hold of a headband that has a spell cast on it and you will be transported to Dumbledore's world. He will meet you on a street and perform a 'spell' on you all so that you will be able to understand and read in his language. Then, he will take it from there. Understood?"

The four looked at each other. When none of them objected, Madara nodded.

"Very well," he said. "Touch this headband and you will be on your way." He pulled out a Kusagakure headband and they all stared at it.

"Madara-sama…where did you get that headband, yeah?" Deidara asked, voicing all their thoughts.

"Zetsu picked it up after disposing of a patrol of Kusa ANBU." The four were quiet.

Does Zetsu have to eat everything?!? Inner Sakura wondered, frowning.

Apparently so.

The four Akatsuki members, after a brief moment of hesitation, touched the headband. There was a pull at their navels, and then they suddenly disappeared into thin air.

Sakura felt herself spinning rapidly through the air, the wind whipping her chest-length pale pink hair violently in her face. Itachi's hair smacked Kisame in the face, who was also being hit by Deidara's long hair.

"Wh-aa-at ih-is th-is thi-ih-ng?!?" Kisame screamed, the hair that kept covering his mouth and the banging of his shoulders against Itachi and Deidara making his words come out strangely.

"I don't know!" Sakura yelled.

"When the hell will this thing stop, yeah?!?" Deidara screeched.

"We have to let go," Itachi called, having to raise his usually-quiet voice so that the others could hear.

"But we might die!" Kisame objected, successfully managing to get the hair out of his face for a couple seconds before it smacked him again.

"If we let go-" Sakura was suddenly cut off as they were all repelled from the Kusa headband.

The four Akatsuki spiraled down towards the ground and landed roughly on a hard stone street. Deidara and Kisame groaned and Sakura rolled onto her back, letting out a gasp of breath. Itachi grunted, closing his eyes. Sakura coughed, her mint-green eyes still closed.

"Never. Again," she moaned. Kisame and Deidara uttered mumbles of agreement and Itachi just 'hn'ed quietly.

Sakura's eyes flickered open at a strange sound and found a pair of twinkling blue eyes sheathed by half-moon spectacles. The man had long white hair and a long white beard. His mouth opened and strange noises came out. Confusion shone on her face and she nudged Itachi. Itachi opened his eyes as well--his sharingan deactivated--and he saw what Sakura was trying to show him. Kisame and Deidara glanced up at him as well.

"Who are you?" Sakura asked.

The man smiled as though he had confirmed something and murmured a couple strange words. He held up a stick--a 'wand' Sakura realized--and a pale blue light hit them all dead in the forehead. Sakura gasped and Deidara yelped.

"What the hell was that?!?" Kisame demanded. Sakura, Deidara, and Itachi looked at him in surprise when his words sounded different, but they could still understand him.

"Are you…are you Dumbledore?" Sakura asked carefully, her eyebrows furrowing when she found that she spoke a different language as well.

"Yes, indeed I am," the man chuckled. Her eyes widened. They could understand him now, too. "I suppose that you four were sent by Mr. Madara?" Sakura nodded as the four of them stood up.

"He said that you would explain how we are to go undercover," Itachi spoke up. Dumbledore smiled.

"Of course," Dumbledore said with warm eyes. "But first, may I know the names of the four who were sent to assist me?"

"I'm Haru-er…Sakura Haruno," Sakura replied, frowning as she realized that Dumbledore wouldn't say her last name first from the way Madara had said his name. The other three followed her example.

"Itachi Uchiha," Itachi murmured smoothly, his voice quiet and calm.

"I'm Kisame Hoshigaki," said the shark-man, grinning widely, which revealed his razor-sharp teeth. "Nice to meet you." Dumbledore nodded, still smiling.

"And I'm Deidara, yeah," the blond-haired man finished. Dumbledore's smile twitched with a slight edge of curious confusion.

"Do you not have a last name?" he asked. Deidara shook his head, looking away.

"Kisame," Sakura murmured shooting him a sharp glance. "Use a henge. People are staring." Kisame blinked. People were staring. But, seriously. Who wouldn't stare at the six-foot-tall blue-skinned shark man wearing weird clothes?

"Er…right," he mumbled. The blue-skinned shinobi put his hands together to form the tiger hand seal and a cloud of smoke enveloped him with a 'poof'. The smoke cleared to reveal…

…Kisame who looked exactly the same. Except now he had regular-colored skin and no gills. He still had the creepy eyes, blue-gray hair, monstrous height, and razor-sharp teeth. His sword was sealed in a summoning scroll.

"Better?" he grumbled. Sakura rolled her eyes.

Dumbledore smiled again. "Ah. Yes. We need to get the four of you supplies for your classes." Kisame and Deidara groaned.

"I flunked outta school twice," Kisame muttered. "Why do I have to do it again?" Deidara snickered and Sakura bit her lip to keep from laughing.

"Kisame, how can you fail school twice?!?" Sakura asked in amusement. He shot her a withering look.

"I stunk at genjutsu and all that brainy crap, alright?" he grumbled. Deidara fell into full-blown laughter and Kisame glared at him. "Shut it, you retarded clay he-she! At least I'm still straight!" Deidara's laughter was suddenly gone and he scowled at the shark-man.

"I'm not a he-she, yeah!" he yelled.

"Would you two cut it out?!?" Sakura hissed, clocking both of them on the back of their heads and leaving giant bumps.

"Ow!" they both whined, grabbing their heads. At Sakura's glare, they fell silent. Itachi felt the urge to roll his eyes.

"Dumbledore-sama, could you take us around to get everything we need?" Sakura asked. "We have no idea where we are." Dumbledore smiled.

"Why, of course, dear," he said kindly. "Just come with me."

Itachi and Sakura instantly followed the Kisame-height wizard, said shark man and Deidara following at a slower pace as they glanced around the street in fascination.

"Hey!" Kisame called. "Dumble-…er…" Aw, hell. I forgot his name. "When does this, uh, 'spell' thingy wear off?" The old wizard let out a quiet chuckle.

"The spell won't wear off until I remove it, my dear boy," he replied. At the sight of Kisame's horror-struck face, he laughed again. "You should still be able to speak in your native language." Deidara blinked. He decided to test it out.

"We can, yeah?" he asked, moving his mouth in a familiar way. His words were Japanese. Dumbledore nodded, taking a guess as to what he said, with his smile still in place.

"Well that's good," Sakura said, relieved to find that she, too, remembered how to speak her original language. "Now we can talk to each other without having to worry about a student overhearing something they don't need to know," she continued in English. Itachi nodded in agreement.

"Hn."

"Ah. Here we are," Dumbledore said, stopping in front of a shop.

It was a narrow, shabby shop with peeling gold letters over the door that read Ollivanders: Makers of Fine Wands since 382 B.C.

"First, you will all need wands." Suspicion crept into Itachi's expression. Apparently, Dumbledore could tell, because he laughed again. "I suppose Mr. Madara told the four of you of our magic and how it relates to your 'chakra', correct?" They all nodded. "The two of us discovered something marvelous. If you can manage to manipulate your chakra into a wand and murmur the correct name for it, you can perform one of your…'jutsu', is it?"

"Wow," Sakura breathed in surprise. "That's actually very logical, seeing as your magic and our chakra is closely tied together. If you are able to, why not us?" Dumbledore smiled and nodded.

Jeez. Doesn't his face hurt from smiling so much? Inner Sakura muttered, crossing her arms.

Quiet, you.

"Come along," he murmured, opening the door for them.

Sakura, Itachi, Kisame, and Deidara walked inside the shop, followed by Dumbledore. A bell rang out on the door as it opened and closed.

"Good afternoon," said a soft voice. The shinobi, sensing him approach before they heard him, found no surprise whatsoever when an old man with pale eyes appeared before them.

"Ah. Good afternoon, Mr. Ollivander," Dumbledore greeted.

"Oh! Professor Dumbledore," Ollivander said in surprise. "It's so nice to see you again. What can I do for you?"

"This year at Hogwarts, we are practicing a new program," Dumbledore explained, having already come up with an excuse. Sakura and Itachi listened carefully, incase they had to use it as well. Kisame and Deidara, on the other hand, were looking around in amazement at the small shop. "We have welcomed four exchange students from a witchcraft and wizardry school in Japan to Hogwarts in an attempt to get our students to converse with one another."

"I see," Ollivander said thoughtfully. "Then are these the exchange students?" He glanced over the counter at the four Akatsuki and Dumbledore nodded. "And do they happen to need wands?" Dumbledore smiled and nodded again. "Very well, then. First up, the young…blue-haired fellow."

Kisame grinned and stepped forward.

"Here," Ollivander said. "Which is your wand arm?" A question mark practically appeared above Kisame's head.

"Eh…?" was his genius answer.

"What hand do you write with?" Sakura hissed in Japanese.

"Oh!" Kisame said, grinning impishly. "Uh, my right."

"Hold out your arm," Ollivander instructed.

Kisame held out his ridiculously long arm and Ollivander whisked out a tape measure from thin air. He measured Kisame from shoulder to finger, wrist to elbow, shoulder to floor, knee to armpit, and around his head. Kisame blinked, trying his best not to squirm and get caught in the tape measure.

They all watched as Ollivander strode away to the back, picking through the boxes in the cubby holes, while the tape measure continued to randomly measure Kisame.

"Right, then," he called, walking back with a slender black box in hand. "This one should do. Oak and dragon heartstring. Nine and a half inches. Stiff and controlled." Kisame stared blankly at the wand as it sat in the black box. "Well take it," he said. "Give it a wave."

Kisame took the wand carefully out of its box and stared at it for a second before waving it slightly, applying a slight amount of chakra. A mirror shattered next to Deidara and the blond yelped.

"No, not this one," Ollivander murmured, taking the wand back. He reappeared a moment later with another one. "Birch and dragon heartstring. Eleven inches. Strong and powerful."

After a minute, Kisame took the wand and waved it. The light crashed down from the ceiling, also nearly hitting Deidara. The blond turned on him in irritation.

"What's your deal, yeah?!?" he yelled. "Why the hell do you keep aiming for me, yeah?!?"

"Sorry," Kisame muttered, apologizing to both Deidara and Ollivander as he handed the wand back.

The old man took the wand and came back with another.

"Beechwood and unicorn hair. Eleven inches. Light and stable."

Kisame took the wand. No sooner than the wand touched his hand, bright blue sparks shot out of the end and swirled around him like a crackling fireworks tornado. Kisame was startled, to say the least. Deidara's jaw dropped and Sakura's eyes widened.

"Yes! Yes!" Ollivander said, smiling. "Your wand has just chosen you, boy." Kisame blinked. "That wand belongs to you, now." With slow movements, Kisame walked back to the others, still staring at the wand in his hand. "Now, the blond one."

Deidara's eyebrow twitched at the hidden meaning behind Ollivander's words as he walked towards him. "I'm a guy, yeah," he muttered. A tight smile spread over Ollivander's expression.

"Yes. Anyways, arm?"

"Er…left, yeah," Deidara replied, holding out his left arm. When Ollivander was finished with his measurements, he retrieved a wand and came back.

"This one should work nicely," he announced. "Beechwood and dragon heartstring. Six and a half inches. Quiet whippy-"

Ollivander was cut off as Deidara grabbed the wand and waved it, affectively sending a chair out the front window. He juggled the wand, startled, and immediately dropped it back into the box. Ollivander sighed.

"Apparently not."

He put the wand back and returned with another.

"Holly and unicorn hair. Eight inches. Nice and flexible," he said. "Try."

Deidara hesitantly grabbed his second wand, gasping when golden sparks burst from the end and formed a delicate swirl in the air between him and Ollivander. The old man smiled.

"Now for the other young man," he declared.

Deidara fell in behind Sakura as Itachi stepped forth.

"Arm?"

Itachi merely held up his right arm. After measuring, Ollivander took out a long box and handed it to Itachi.

"Mahogany and unicorn hair. Seventeen inches. Firm and rigid."

Itachi took the wand and gave it barely a flick, sending at least twenty boxes full of wands to dump onto the floor."

"I apologize, Ollivander-san," Itachi murmured, placing the wand delicately on the counter.

Ollivander blinked in surprise and took the wand back.

"Yes, well…that's quite alright," the man said and picked up one of the boxes from the floor. "Ash and phoenix feather. Nine and a half inches. Powerful and volatile. Give it a try."

Itachi did so and a wisp of fire shot Deidara right in the back, who gave a yelp, yet again. He set the wand back and Ollivander gave him another from the floor.

"Elm and unicorn hair. Ten inches. Springy," the wand-maker explained, handing Itachi another wand. Itachi waved the wand and a hole smashed into the door. "I suppose this isn't the one," Ollivander muttered, taking the wand back. He gave Itachi another. "Cedar and dragon heartstring. Twelve and a half inches. Bendy and relaxed." Another wave and the window shattered. "Not that one either."

"I apologize for destroying your store," Itachi murmured again, his deep black eyes emotionless.

Ollivander sighed. "Yes, yes. Let's see…ah!"

He pulled out another box close to the back and handed it to Itachi.

"This one might be the one! Ebony and phoenix feather. Thirteen inches exactly. Focused and intricate."

Itachi took hold of the wand and a light wind seemed to ruffle their clothes and hair, settling in a calm breeze around him. The smell of fire seemed to drift in the air.

"Yes, I though so," Ollivander said with a smile. "And now the young lady."

Sakura stepped up to the counter, indicating her right arm for him, and held perfectly still as the tape measures did their job. She waited politely for her first wand.

Ollivander handed her a light-wooded wand. "Willow and unicorn hair. Five and a half inches. Light and easy." Sakura gave the wand a flick, which cased a vase with water and flowers to explode. She hurriedly set it back down.

"Why couldn't mine have blown something up, yeah?" Deidara grumbled playfully. "Lucky, yeah."

Sakura rolled her eyes and stuck her tongue out at the blond-haired artist as Ollivander turned around to grab a wand. When he turned back to her, Sakura's attention was instantly on him.

"Dogwood and unicorn hair. Eight inches. Wispy," Ollivander said, handing her the wand.

Sakura paused.

"Is something wrong, miss?" he asked, confusion on his open face.

"I do not wish to…leave your store in ruins by means of reacting wands," she replied simply. "This one has not done anything, so I believe that it is not the one meant for me." Ollivander laughed quietly.

"I see," he murmured. "And I appreciate your concern. Though I must inquire that you give it a try. Who knows? The wand chooses the wizard--or in your case, witch--young miss."

Sakura sighed quietly and nodded. She flicked the wand and the light that Kisame busted burst into an explosion of electricity, nearly electrocuting Itachi. She placed the wand back and Ollivander laughed again.

"I suppose you were right." He gave her another wand. "Yew and phoenix feather. Four inches, rather short for a wand. Flexible and slightly harder to control."

Sakura took the wand and waved it, setting a stack of papers on fire that also set Ollivander's sleeve on fire. The pink-haired medic's eyes widened and she dropped the wand back on the counter, putting out the flames. Ollivander sighed vaguely in relief.

"Yes, well…" He trailed off and brought her another. The more wands he brought, the happier he seemed to get. "Boxwood and unicorn hair. Eight and a half inches. Light and rather unstable."

With a slight flick, another light came crashing down, this one landing on the counter. Deidara snickered and Sakura sighed. The list of incorrect wands was piling up.

Hazel and unicorn hair. Twelve inches. Flexible but steady.

…made Deidara fly through the air and crash into a wall.

Holly and phoenix feather. Fourteen and a half inches. Unpredictable.

…melted a table and all its contents.

Oak and unicorn hair. Eight and a quarter inches. Firm and sturdy.

…sucked Kisame into the floor up to his neck.

Birch and dragon heartstring. Sixteen inches. Springy, yet composed.

…sent out a bolt of bright blue that hit an owl flying by the store.

Ash and dragon heartstring. Eight inches exactly. Tame.

…did absolutely nothing.

Chestnut and phoenix feather. Thirteen and a half inches. Nimble and bendy.

…made a quill come to life and attack Kisame.

Beechwood and dragon heartstring. Eighteen and three-quarters inches. Just.

…nearly drowned Deidara with a stream of water in the blond's face.

Larch and unicorn hair. Twelve inches. Springy and whippy.

…sent a shoe, which happened to still be on Kisame's foot, slamming into the ceiling.

Pine and phoenix feather. Eighteen inches. Light and fragile.

…stole the color from a bouquet of flowers and left them all gray.

Sakura sighed yet again. She had gone through thirteen wands, none of which were right for her.

Unlucky thirteen, ne? Inner Sakura said dryly.

I guess so. Sakura agreed, frowning sourly. Apparently fourteen's the charm…

Just as those thoughts entered her head, Ollivander handed her another box.

"Red cherry and dragon heartstring, a rare combination. Nine and three-quarters inches. Delicate, yet powerful," he said.

Red cherry? Cool.

Sakura took the wand and gave it a wave. Light ringed her and a light breeze tickled her skin. Ollivander smiled.

"And it comes to an end," he said. "I must say, that was quite enjoyable. I never had a customer who went through more than eight wands." The elderly wand-maker laughed and Dumbledore pulled out a pouch of gold coins to pay him.

Oo o oO

Dumbledore and the four Akatsuki members walked down the streets, the four shinobi all pulling trunks full off supplies. Dumbledore had brought them to multiple shops in order to get everything needed for their classes at Hogwarts. It was a long list, and yet Dumbledore had managed to pay for all of it from a single pouch of gold coins called gold Galleons. They all had the same list:

One wand

One cauldron (pewter, standard size 2)

One set glass or crystal phials

One telescope

One set brass scales

Three sets of plain work robes (black)

One plain pointed hat (black) for day wear

One pair of protective gloves (dragon hide or similar)

One winter cloak (black, silver fastenings)

Please note that all pupils' clothes should carry nametags. Students may also bring an owl OR a cat OR a toad.

The Standard Book of Spells by Miranda Goshawk

A History of Magic by Bathilda Bagshot

Magical Theory by Adalbert Waffling

A Guide to Transfiguration by Emeric Switch

One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi by Phyllida Spore

Magical Drafts and Potions by Arsenius Jigger

Fantastic Beats and Where to Find Them by Newt Scamander

The Dark Forces: A Guide to Self-Protection by Quentin Trimble

The Monster Book of Monsters (Author unknown)

Unfogging the Future by Cassandra Vablatsky

Upon asking why the Monster Book of Monsters didn't have an author, Sakura received a chilling, "As you can see, the book eats many things, my dear…"

All in all, the four Akatsuki were overwhelmed by the sheer amount of spell books and magical items needed to blend in with their classes.

"I do apologize," Dumbledore had said to them earlier. "The four of you will regrettably be required to complete all assignments for each of your classes." The reply he received was a loud groan from Kisame and Deidara.

The five had been to many shops, including Ollivander's, Flourish and Blotts, and Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions.

Kisame and Deidara were sulking over the fact that they had to get so many books, while Sakura was thrilled to have dragon hide gloves. Itachi didn't care at all whatsoever.

"The last thing the four of you need is a pet," Dumbledore announced. Sakura smiled.

"An owl, a cat, or a toad?" she guessed, glancing at the sheet of paper in Dumbledore's hands. He laughed quietly.

"Yes," he agreed.

The tall wizard led them to another shop called Magical Menagerie, 'meow's, 'hoot's, and 'ribit's echoing throughout the little shop. Suddenly, Sakura was bent over by the felines, cooing adorably at all the kittens and cats. Itachi sighed and followed her, deciding upon a cat as well. Deidara and Kisame went to look at the owls. With large sparkling chibi eyes, Sakura giggled and lifted up a kitten.

The kitten was small and had pretty blue-silver fur with black flecks on her back and ice blue eyes. 'Kawaii' didn't even begin to cover it. Itachi found a simple solid black cat with gray eyes. Deidara eventually found a gray owl with a dark gray ring around its right eye. Kisame…decided 'to hell with it' and insisted that Deidara let him borrow his owl whenever he needed it. Dumbledore paid for the three pets and they were currently walking down the street.

"What are you going to call your cat, Itachi?" Sakura asked, cradling her now sleeping kitten. Deidara had already named his owl Taki.

"Hn," he grunted, glancing at the sleeping black bundle on his shoulder. "I don't particularly care what its name will be. You name it." Sakura didn't know whether to grin excitedly or scowl for his obvious lack of interest.

"Fine," Sakura muttered, sending him a tiny glare. "His name will be…Kurohyou."

"Panther?" Itachi asked, raising an eyebrow. Sakura smiled.

"Yes," she said softly. "And my kitten will be called Haran." Deidara gave her a grin.

"Stormy, yeah," he chuckled. "Nice, yeah."

"Pinky, you seem to be enjoying this," Kisame noted with an amused grin.

"I've always loved cats and wolves," Sakura murmured, gazing down at her tiny kitten.

"It looks like they're the only thing that can melt you," the tall usually blue-skinned man laughed. Sakura didn't reply.

Thanks for reading, and please review. It just takes a few seconds. Tell me if there's anything you'd like me to change or add, and don't forget to vote for who Sakura will be paired with later. REMEMBER: It can only be an Akatsuki or anyone from Harry Potter.