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Chapter List
- 1-Of Blades and Wands
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A/N: The writing
in italics is taken from Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire, Chapter 19 The
Hungarian Horntail, of the British version, and it belongs solely to the genius
that is JK Rowling.

Warnings: Slash
pairing (Male/male � you should know this by now), OOCness

Main Pairing:
Harry/Kai

Of
Blades and Wands

A Harry Potter/Beyblade Fanfiction Crossover

By crimson_phoenix

Chapter 1 - Meetings Of Fate

It was the
Saturday before the first task, and Harry�s nerves were starting to get the
better of him. It was a Hogsmeade weekend, and Hermione told Harry that it
would do him good to get away from the castle for a bit, and Harry didn�t need
much persuasion.

�What about
Ron, though?� he said. �Don�t you want to go with him?�

�Oh�well��
Hermione went slightly pink. �I thought we might meet up with him in the Three
Broomsticks��

�No,� said
Harry flatly.�

�Oh, Harry,
this is so stupid -�

�I�ll come,
but I�m not meeting Ron, and I�m wearing my Invisibility Cloak.�

�Oh, all
right, then�� Hermione snapped, �but I hate talking to you in that Cloak, I
never know if I�m looking at you or not.�

So Harry put
on his Invisibility Cloak in the dormitory, went back downstairs, and together
he and Hermione set off for Hogsmeade.

Harry felt
wonderfully free under the Cloak; he watched other students walking past them
as they entered the village, most of them sporting Support CEDRIC DIGGORY
badges, but no horrible remarks came his way for a change, and nobody was
quoting that stupid article.

��People keep looking at me now,� said Hermione
grumpily, as they came out of Honeydukes Sweetshop later, eating large
cream-filled chocolates. �They think I�m talking to myself.�

�Don�t move
your lips so much, then.�

�Come on,
please just take off your Cloak for a bit. No one�s going to bother you here.�

�Oh, yeah?�
said Harry. �Look behind you.�

Rita Skeeter
and her photographer friend had just emerged from the Three Broomsticks pub.
Talking in low voices, they passed right by Hermione without looking at her.
Harry backed into the wall of Honeydukes to stop Rita Skeeter hitting him with
her crocodile-skin handbag.

When they were
gone, Harry said, �She�s staying in the village. I bet she�s coming to watch
the first task.�

As he said it,
his stomach flooded with a wave of molten panic. He didn�t mention this; he and
Hermione hadn�t discussed what was coming in the first task much; he had the
feeling she didn�t want to think about it.

�She�s gone,�
said Hermione, looking right through Harry towards the end of the High Street.
�Why don�t we go and have a Butterbeer in the Three Broomsticks. It�s a bit
cold, isn�t it? You don�t have to talk to Ron!� she added irritably, correctly
interpreting his silence.

The Three
Broomsticks was packed, mainly with Hogwarts students enjoying their free
afternoon, but also a variety of magical people Harry rarely saw anywhere else.
Harry supposed that as Hogsmeade was the only all-wizard village in Britain, it
was a bit of a haven for creatures like hags, who were not as adept as wizards
at disguising themselves.

It was very
hard to move through crowds in the Invisibility Cloak, in case you accidentally
trod on someone, which tended to lead to awkward questions. Harry edged slowly
towards a spare table in the corner while Hermione went to buy drinks. On his
way through the pub, Harry spotted Ron, who was sitting with Fred, George and
Lee Jordan. Resisting the urge to give Ron a good hard poke in the back of the
head, he finally reached the table and sat down at it.

Hermione
joined him a moment later and slipped him a Butterbeer under his Cloak.

�I look such
an idiot, sitting here on my own,� she muttered. �Lucky I brought something to
do.�

And she pulled
out a notebook in which she had been keeping a record of S.P.E.W. members.
Harry saw his and Ron�s names at the top of the very short list. It seemed a
very long time ago that they had sat making up those predictions together, and
Hermione had turned up and appointed them secretary and treasurer.

�You know,
maybe I should try and get some of the villagers involved in S.P.E.W.,�
Hermione said thoughtfully, looking around the pub.

�Yeah, right,�
said Harry. He took a swig of Butterbeer under his Cloak. �Hermione, when are
you going to give up on this S.P.E.W. stuff?�

�When
house-elves have decent wages and working conditions!� she hissed back. �You
know, I�m starting to think it�s time for more direct action. I wonder how you
get into the school kitchens?�

�No idea, ask
Fred and George,� said Harry.

Hermione
lapsed into thoughtful silence, while Harry drank his Butterbeer, watching the
people in the pub. All of them looked cheerful and relaxed, while he was tense, and
very alone. He had the sudden need to be on his own, to think, but he wouldn�t
leave Hermione just yet.

Ernie
Macmillan and Hannah Abbott were swapping Chocolate Frog cards at a nearby
table, both of them sporting Support CEDRIC DIGGORY badges on their cloaks.
Right over by the door he saw Cho and a large group of her Ravenclaw friends.
She wasn�t wearing a CEDRIC badge, though�this cheered Harry up very slightly�

What wouldn�t
he have given to be one of these people, sitting around laughing and talking,
with nothing to worry about but homework? He imagined how it would have felt to
be here if his name hadn�t come out of the Goblet of Fire. He wouldn�t be wearing
the Invisibility Cloak, for one thing. Ron would be sitting with him. The three
of them would probably be happily imagining what deadly dangerous task the
school champions would be facing on Tuesday. He�d have been really looking
forward to it, watching them do whatever it was�cheering on Cedric with
everyone else, safe in a seat at the back of the stands�

He wondered
how the other champions were feeling. Every time he had seen Cedric lately, he
had been surrounded by admirers, and looking nervous but excited. Harry
glimpsed Fleur Delacour from time to time in the corridors; she looked exactly
as she always did, haughty and unruffled. And Krum just sat in the library,
poring over books.

Harry thought
of Sirius, and the tight, tense knot in his chest seemed to ease slightly. He
would be speaking to him in just over twelve hour, for tonight was the night
they were meeting at the common-room fire - assuming nothing went wrong, as
everything else had done lately�

�Look, it�s
Hagrid!� said Hermione.

The back of
Hagrid�s enormous shaggy head - he had mercifully abandoned his bunches -
emerged over the crowd. Harry wondered why he hadn�t spotted him at once, as
Hagrid was so large, but standing up carefully, he saw that Hagrid had been
leaning low, talking to Professor Moody. Hagrid had his usual enormous tankard
in front of him, but Moody was drinking from his hip-flask. Madam Rosmerta, the
pretty landlady, didn�t seem to think much of this; she was looking askance at
Moody as she collected glasses from tables around them. Perhaps she thought it
was an insult to her mulled mead, but Harry knew better. Moody had told them
all during their last Defence Against the Dark Arts lesson that he preferred to
prepare his own food and drink at all times, as it was so easy for Dark wizards
to poison an unattended cup.

As Harry
watched, he saw Hagrid and Moody get up to leave. He waved, then remembered
that Hagrid couldn�t see him. Moody, however, paused, his magical eye on the
corner where Harry was standing. He tapped Hagrid in the small of the back
(being unable to reach his shoulder), muttered something to him, and then the
pair of them made their way back across the pub towards Harry and Hermione�s
table.

�All right,
Hermione?� said Hagrid loudly.

�Hello,� said
Hermione, smiling back.

Moody limped
around the table and bent down; Harry thought he was reading the S.P.E.W.
notebook, until he muttered, �Nice Cloak, Potter.�

Harry stared
at him in amazement. The large chunk missing from Moody�s nose was particularly
obvious at a few inches� distance. Moody grinned.

�Can your eye
- I mean, can you -?�

�Yeah, it can
see through Invisibility Cloaks,� Moody said quietly. �And it�s come in useful
at times, I can tell you.�

Hagrid was
beaming down at Harry, too. Harry knew Hagrid couldn�t see him, but Moody had
obviously told Hagrid he was there.

Hagrid now
bent down on the pretext of reading the S.P.E.W. notebook as well, and said in
a whisper so low that only Harry could hear it, �Harry, meet me tonight at
midnight at me cabin. Wear that Cloak.�

Straightening
up, Hagrid said loudly, �Nice ter see yeh, Hermione,� winked, and departed.
Moody followed him.

�Why does he
want me to meet him at midnight?� Harry said, very surprised.

�Does he?�
said Hermione, looking startled. �I wonder what he�s up to? I don�t know
whether you should go, Harry�� She looked nervously around, and hissed, �It
might make you late for Sirius.�

It was true
that going down to Hagrid�s at midnight would mean cutting his meeting with
Sirius very fine indeed: Hermione suggested sending Hedwig down to Hagrid�s to
tell him he couldn�t go - always assuming she would consent to take the note,
of course - Harry, however, thought it better just to be quick at whatever
Hagrid wanted him for. He was very curious to know what this might be; Hagrid
had never asked Harry to visit him so late at night. ~*~

As Harry finished
his Butterbeer, he noticed Hermione glancing covertly at the table where Ron
was sitting. He sighed.

�Go join him.�
Harry said, Hermione looked up startled.

�I don�t know
what you�re talking about.� Hermione stated, a slight blush colouring her
cheeks. Harry placed an invisible hand over hers on the table.��

�I need some time
on my own, to think, so I�m gonna take a walk. Go join him and I�ll see you
back up at the castle later.� Harry stood up and made his way carefully out of
the Three Broomsticks, trying not to step on or knock anyone.�

Once outside in
the fresh air, he took a deep breath and started his invisible way towards the
outskirts of the village, past the shops and then the residential area. He
reached a stile, which he quickly clambered over , before heading up the gentle
rocky slope beyond.

Harry was hardly
out of breath when he reached the top, and he stared out over the Scottish
countryside. There were forests and some heath, but what caught his attention
was on one of the hills similar to the one he was on nearby. A figure stood
outlined by the afternoon sun, and Harry was inexplicably drawn towards them.

After removing
his Invisibility Cloak, the gryffindor made his way over the rough terrain, and
stopped just a few metres short of the other person. It was a teenage boy, of a
similar age to Harry, with spiky dual-coloured hair, the top half was light
blue, but the rest was a dark blue. He wore baggy blue cargo trousers and a
black tank top, with a long white scarf that fluttered behind him. He had red
arm protectors with large grey spikes on the limbs crossed over his chest, and
heavy black and red combat boots.

As Harry took
another step forward, the boy turned towards him, and Harry�s breath caught in
his throat. The boy was beautiful, Harry thought dazedly. His skin was pale,
and was accented by two blue triangles on each cheek, but what caught the most
attention was the eyes. They were a dark red, like the colour of rich wine and
Harry felt like he was drowning in them. The boy blinked and Harry came back to
himself.

�Hi.� Harry
smiled sheepishly, �I saw you when I was over there and thought I�d come over,
don�t really know why though.� The boy nodded. �My name is Harry, Harry
Potter.� The gryffindor waited for the fallback of his famous name, but none
came. He looked up and saw no recognition in the crimson eyes. The head turned
to stare outwards again.

�Kai Hiwatari.�
The boy�s eyes flicked over to Harry for a second, then Harry saw the shoulders
relax slightly.

�So, Kai, what
are you doing up here?� Harry questioned, as he sat himself down on one of the
large rocks. Kai looked at him, his eyes narrowed slightly.

�Training.� He
said flatly. ~Hmm, a guy of few words~ Harry thought.

�What for?� Harry
asked curiously.

�The Beyblade
World Championships.� Harry heard a slight hint of pride in Kai�s tone, but his
confusion distracted him.

�Um, beyblade?
What�s beyblade?� Kai raised an eyebrow at this and he looked at Harry
incredulously. Seeing Harry�s blatant confusion, Kai turned to him completely.
His hand went inside his pocket and pulled out something small, round and dark
blue. Kai held it out towards Harry and he saw it was a small spinning top,
with a picture of a phoenix in the centre.

�This is a
beyblade, and we use them to battle in tournaments. I�m the captain of the
Japanese team, the Bladebreakers, and this is Dranzer.� He indicated the blade
in his hand. Harry reached out towards it, feeling a strong power in the small
toy. He looked to Kai for permission before picking the blade up gently.

�This has great
power, I can feel it.� He stated simply, staring at the phoenix. �You�re from
Japan? What are you doing here? How do you use a beyblade?� The questions
started pouring out and Harry saw a smirk form on Kai�s face, although there
was a spark of confusion in his eyes.

�I�m half
Russian, half Japanese, but I lived in Japan. I�m here on my way to the
Beyblade World Championships being held in Russia. Would you like a
demonstration?� Harry took a while to sort this information before nodding, a
wide smile on his face.

Kai reached into
a pouch on the back of his trousers and pulled out some sort of device and a
long piece of plastic.

�This is the
launcher, and the ripcord.� Kai clarified, as he put the pieces together. He
held the assembly out in front of him. �Let it rip!� He pulled the ripcord and
sent Dranzer spinning to the ground. It landed perfectly, and moved off,
dodging all of the smaller rocks and going straight up a larger one, creating a
large gash in the side. �Dranzer, now.� Kai called, and the blade shot into the
air, before slamming down in a ball of flames and splitting the entire boulder
in two. Dranzer was still spinning when the dust settled and Kai called the
blade back, causing it to fly back into his hand. Harry was in shock.

�Amazing,� the
brunet breathed. �I felt that it had great power, but, wow�� He turned to Kai.
�Can I have a go?� When he saw the bluenet hesitate, Harry was quick to
reassure him. �I won�t do anything bad. In fact, I�ll even give you something
precious of mine to keep safe while I have Dranzer.� Kai seemed to think it
over before nodding., and Harry pulled out his wand.

�What�s that?�
Kai pointed at the piece of Holly.

�My wand.� Harry
said slowly, as if to a child, but when Kai still looked both confused and
sceptical, the gryffindor decided to change tact. �If you�re not a wizard, then
why are you in an unplottable area that is guarded by muggle-repelling charms?�
Kai�s eyebrows furrowed in an even deeper state of confusion. Harry sighed.
�Magic is real, I�m a wizard, anyone who is not a wizard shouldn�t be in the
area, and this is my magic wand.� He held the wand out to Kai once more and watched
as the teen took it from him.

�Whoa.� Kai
breathed. The wand had let out red and green sparks as he had closed his hand
around it.

�That�s
interesting.� Harry said dazedly, and took the beyblade and launcher Kai handed
him after the wand was put in one of his pockets. The brunet mimicked the
stance Kai had taken before and pulled the ripcord, letting the blade fly.

It spun rapidly
towards a rock, the top glowing red as it jumped into the air to land perfectly
on the summit, it was stationary for a while before returning to Harry�s hand.

�That was
interesting too.� Harry stated, and looked to Kai, whose eyes had widened
slightly. �What?�

�No one has ever
been able to use Dranzer like that other than me.� Kai explained.

�Oh. How did it
move like that anyway?� Harry said, a look of awe warring with confusion on his
features, as he looked over the beyblade lying in his hand.��

Kai moved closer,
looking over Harry�s shoulder as he was slightly taller, and pointed to the
phoenix picture in the centre.

�That is a bit
beast, a sacred phoenix spirit named Dranzer sealed inside the bit. It gives
the blade power and helps to improve the agility and speed, as well as special
tricks. But you can gain the moves with lots of practice and hard work.�

�Wow.� Harry
stared at the blade, thinking about it in a whole new light. �Is this the only
one with a spirit?�

�No.� Kai turned
to look over the hills once more. �My three team-mates, as well as the members
of teams around the world also have them in their blades. The last member of
our team, Kenny, his spirit is within his computer.� Harry mouth was slightly
open in shock.

�That is so
cool.� Harry stated. �How come I�ve never heard of anything like that?�

�Probably the
same reason you had no idea what a beyblade was.� The blader replied dryly.
Harry chuckled sheepishly.

�Probably.� The
raven passed the blade back, and the bluenet returned the wand.

�Can I see some
magic?� Kai asked after a while of staring at the scenery in silence.

�Oh, sure, we
should still be in the right area, although I still don�t understand how you
got here, maybe you have some recessive wizarding blood, could be what helps
you so much with the sacred spirit Dranzer, ah, a sacred spirit would be so
helpful, wish I had one, but then�� Harry started mumbling to himself. Kai,
having got slightly impatient, nudged him gently on the arm, bringing him out
of his self ranting. �Huh?�

�The magic?�

�Oh right,
right.� The brunet wizard thought for a second, before holding out his wand,
summoning an extremely happy memory, and cast:

EXPECTO
PATRONUM!

As expected, the
silver stag burst from the tip of his wand. It looked around quickly before
coming to stand by it�s conjurer. Harry reached up a hand but, just like the
times before, the spell dissipated just as contact was about to be made.

A sigh broke it�s
way free as the raven lowered his hand and looked over at his companion, then
promptly burst into giggles. Kai�s mouth was hanging open and his eyes were
impossibly wide, in other words, he looked ridiculous.

As soon as he
heard the laughter, the slate-haired teen�s stoic mask returned, although it
looked slightly to Harry as if he was pouting.

Harry looked out
over the horizon and saw that the day had grown progressively darker.

�I should be
getting back to school, it�s getting late.� Kai grunted in agreement, but
neither moved. Harry could feel a connection to the bluenet deep inside of him,
and was loath to leave since he had never felt anything like it before.

A low hoot
distracted the wizard and he looked up to see Hedwig swooping down towards him
with a piece of parchment clutched in her beak. Kai looked over interestedly as
the snowy owl perched on her master�s shoulder.��

�Hey girl, what
have you got for me?� The brunet stroked the soft feathers on her head before
taking the note. Hedwig cooed softly and rubbed herself affectionately against
the side of Harry�s head. The note consisted of two lines written in Hermione�s
tiny and neat hand:

Harry James
Potter - where are you?

Get back here
now! - Hermione.

�I should
definitely be getting back.� The blader nodded, still staring at the owl. �Oh!
This is Hedwig, my owl, she carries post for me. Hedwig, this is Kai.� Bright
amber eyes turned to study the bluenet before she hooted joyfully and nuzzled
Harry once more. �She likes you.� Harry explained to Kai, who reached a hand
out cautiously towards Hedwig.

The snowy owl
moved her head into his hand, allowing him to stroke her for a while, as a
small smile graced his face. Soon though, she cooed, ruffling her feathers,
nipped both her master�s ear and Kai�s finger, and flew off into the darkening
sky. The two teenagers both watched her until she was out of sight before
turning to each other. Kai�s eyes, that to start were ice cold, now held a
warmth to them that made Harry smile, knowing now that the other could also
feel the connection between them.

�Can I write to
you?� Harry asked shyly, �while you�re in Russia?� Kai smirked at the younger
teen and nodded.

�Sure, with your
owl, right?�

�Yeah.� Harry did
not know what possessed him the next moment, but suddenly he had wrapped his
arms around Kai�s larger form in a hug. The blader, surprised at first, soon
relented and slowly moved his arms to hold the green-eyed wizard.

Harry looked up
at this and emerald met crimson. Kai moved his head lower, caught as he was in
the brunet�s eyes, while the wizard lifted up on his toes, and their lips met.
The kiss was soft and slow, both teens getting used to something completely
new. They pulled apart simultaneously, but stayed in each others arms. Harry
slowly moved away from the other teen and Kai�s arms loosened around him.

�Will I see you
again?� Harry whispered, as the bluenet�s arms fell. A hand rose and settled
itself on the brunets cheek.

�Definitely, but
it might be a while.� Kai�s thumb stroked across soft skin.

�I don�t mind the
wait.� Harry�s eyes closed at the caress.

�Until then,
Harry Potter.� Lips moved across Harry�s and then he was gone.

Opening his eyes,
the brunet watched the blader go before hurrying away back to the castle, a
large smile on his face that no-one could see, covered as it was by the
Invisibility Cloak.

><><><><><><><><

Harry met
Hermione in the Gryffindor common room after stowing the Cloak away safely in
his trunk. The smile was still there, but the ever-present atmosphere from the
Triwizard tournament permeating the castle had it greatly subdued, and was
reminding Harry of what was to come with every step he took.

�Where did you
go?� Hermione was quick to start Harry�s interrogation, but was put off when
all she received for her questions were a soft smile and a repeated answer. She
huffed.

��Mione, I just
went for a walk, honestly.� He reassured her, staring at her with puppy-dog
eyes, and she unfolded her arms and sighed.

�Okay, I believe
you. So, what are you going to do about Hagrid?�

�Hagrid?� Harry
looked at her blankly for a while until it clicked. �Oh, Hagrid! I haven�t
changed my mind, I�m still gonna go down and see him, I�ll just have to hurry
back so I can be in time for Sirius.�

><><><><><><><><><><><

Harry pretended to go to bed early, but at half past
eleven he sneaked back into the common room, covered once more in his
Invisibility Cloak. He stopped at the portrait hole and waited patiently, until
Hermione opened the entrance from the outside as they had planned.

Under the Invisibility Cloak and the cover of darkness,
Harry stole his way out of Gryffindor tower. Sneaking silently through the
deserted castle, he found himself by the front doors sooner than he had expected,
and eased one open so he could slip through.

He picked his path through the grounds to Hagrid's hut,
sticking to a careful but steady pace, so as not to lose his means of
invisibility due to a clumsy accident.

Harry knocked three times on the wooden door when he
reached the hut and waited impatiently for Hagrid to answer. When the door
finally opened, instead of letting Harry in, Hagrid came out, whispering to the
air around him:

"Harry? Follow me, it's this way."

Harry followed Hagrid's large form, watching as it was
joined by the similarly sized Madame Maxime, before heading around the edge of
the Forbidden Forest. The noise of the two's footsteps was enough to swallow
any sound Harry was making so he moved faster, keeping a distance of only a
couple of metres between them. It was over ten minutes later when Hagrid spoke.

"Wait till yer see ... 'mazin' it is." Harry
could tell that Hagrid had a smile near a mile wide at the moment. "It's
just 'round these trees."

The couple in front of Harry disappeared from view as
well as hearing as they went around the trees Hagrid had mentioned. He hurried
to follow and nearly ran into their stationary forms. Due to their size, Harry
could not see what they were looking at, so he edged past Hagrid. As he did so,
a blast of noise hit him: roars, men shouting, spell collisions. Due to the
confusion in his ears, it took a while for Harry's other senses to sort
themselves out and let Harry realise what he was seeing in front of him.

His mouth dropped open, and if he had not
been in shock he would have been glad that the Invisibility Cloak stopped
people from seeing his reaction.

There in front of him, each
surrounded by a group of eight or more wizards, were four huge, scaly,
fire-breathing dragons.

A/N: I hope you enjoyed this chapter of my new story and
continue to read when I update.

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Of Blades and Wands

A Harry Potter/Beyblade Fanfiction Crossover