Hello, friends. This is an idea I came up with after reading various crossover stories.
Summary: Fictional characters from various stories are summoned magically to a world which they find out is the figment of the imagination of an 8-year-old girl named Libby.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, Lord of the Rings, Star Wars, Hillary Duff, Pikachu, or anything else mentioned here, really. I don't even own Libby. She belongs to my good friend Raquel, who shall remain nameless. lol.
Chapter 1: Summoned
Harry Potter sat in the Gryffindor common room at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. With him were his two best friends, Ronald Weasley and Hermione Granger. He was talking to Ron at one moment, and the next thing he knew, the lightning-shaped scar on his forehead began to sear with pain. He cried out and clapped his hand to his forehead.
"Harry! Are you all right?" Hermione asked worriedly.
"No… my scar…" He managed to say.
"Is Voldemort nearby?" Ron asked, looking around as if he would spot Voldemort sitting in the common room somewhere, sipping tea and eating biscuits with Lavender Brown and Parvati Patil.
"I don't know," was Harry's reply. He stood up, the pain suddenly leaving him, and started to convulse violently, foaming at the mouth.
"Bloody hell!" cried Ron, jumping up and then running around in a panic.
"Ron, stop that!" Hermione cried, "Can't you see Harry needs our help?"
"Oh, right." Ron stood still. Suddenly, Harry stopped shaking. He stood up straight, but he looked very different, causing Ron to let out a girly shriek, and Hermione gasped.
"Harry! Your hair! It's… neat, and brown. And your eyes! They've changed colours! And your scar is totally on the wrong side of your forehead," she said.
"Really? Oh my gosh! NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" he said before disappearing in front of their very eyes with a 'pop.'
"So anyway," Ron said, turning to Hermione as if none of that had just happened. But Hermione began to shake as well. Then it stopped. Ron eyed Hermione and winked at her. She stared at him confusedly before disappearing with another 'pop.'
"Aw, crap. Now I'm all alone." But Ron began to shake too at that moment, and when he stopped, he said, "I have to find a mirror quick, before I disappear, too! I must know if I became good looking like Hermione did!" But it was too late for him, for he too had disappeared.
In Middle Earth, Legolas, Gimli, and Aragorn were fighting orcs, and Frodo and Sam were hiding behind a tree. The orcs kept coming at them by the thousands, yet the three heroes were able to fight them off without getting so much as a scratch, somehow.
Suddenly, with a loud 'pop,' the orcs all disappeared. Frodo and Sam's eyes widened in shock as they came out from behind the trees and looked around.
"Where'd they go?" Frodo asked.
"They all just disappeared," Sam stated the obvious.
"No, they did not disappear," said Legolas, "We did."
"Aye," said Gimli the dwarf, "look around ya. We're not in Kansas anymore."
A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away, Luke Skywalker was fighting Darth Vader. Vader struck at Luke with his light saber and half of Luke's arm was cut off. He let out a girlish scream and clutchedwhat was left of his arm.
"Luke, what did Obi Wan tell you about your father?" Vader asked. Frankly, Luke thought it was stupid for Vader to be asking such a thing at a time like this, but he replied, nonetheless.
"He told me you killed him," Luke replied truthfully.
"No. I am your father, Luke," Vader said.
"What? NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" All of a sudden, Luke disappeared with a 'pop.'
"What the hell…? Where did he-" POP! Vader disappeared as well, and three more 'pops' could be heard from across the galaxy, where a pilotless Millenium Falcon crashed into the Death Star, blowing the whole thing up.
One day, in a pineapple under the sea…
Just kidding. Review!