Chapter 2

A Stupid Thing

"Harry, come join us, won't you?" Hermoine called out, her voice interrupting Harry's thoughts.

Harry thought on it for a few minutes before shaking his head. "No, you guys watch your movie. I'm going for a walk," he announced, standing up from the chair. He stretched his back and headed for the door.

"Just remember to stay around the house, Harry. Dementors could be running around. We wouldn't want you getting hurt, now," Authur warned.

Harry rolled his eyes skyward and made his way outside. The gentle breeze brushed against his body, messing up his usually messy black hair. He closed his eyes once again, relishing on how nice the breeze had felt. He started walking down the sidewalk when a cold chill ran up his spin, causing him to stop dead in his tracks. Could it be a Dementor? Why on earth would they be hiding around the Weasley's house? He shivered violently and hugged himself to keep warm.

Harry...

The voice again...only this time, it was a mixture of both Dumbledore's and Sirius. "Sirius? Dumbledore? Are you there?" he called out, squinting his eyes.

There was no answer. Harry rubbed his eyes and scanned his surroundings. No one was around. "Great, now I'm imagining things and hearing voices!"

"Hey, kid, look out!"

"Huh?" Harry blinked and looked behind him, just in time to move out of the way of a big, glowing hairy animal. "Professor Lupin?" Harry asked, confused as he studied the creature.

Wulf stared at Harry, baring his teeth at him, slightly growling until he sniffed the arir around him. A smile appeared on Wulf's face. " 'Arry 'Otter..." he spoke with an accent.

Harry arched an eyebrow and his eyes grew wide when Wulf was thrown back by some green goo. He looked back to see a kid with snowy white hair and glowing green eyes, wearing a black jumpsuit with a D symbol on the chest part, floating in the air, his deadly gaze locked on the creature that said his name.

"I'm sorry, I don't mean to hurt you, Wulf, but you have to go back to the Ghost Zone," the kid spoke up, holding out a thermos.
" 'Arry..." Wulf grunted as he was suddenly pulled into the thermos by a bright light.

Harry stood, silent, as he watched the boy place the lid back on the thermos. The boy, otherwise known as Danny Phantom, looked over at Harry and smiled sheepishly. "Heh...sorry about that..."

"What the bloody hell's going on here!"

Danny blinked, a bit taken aback by the boy's words and landed safely on the ground, standing just a few shy inches away from Harry. "Uh...let's start with the simple introductions. Hi, I'm Danny Phantom...and you are?"

"Harry Potter. Now, tell me what just happened..."

Danny sighed and put the thermos away for now. "Well, let's just say that creature you just met is an old Ghost friend of mine. His name is Wulf, and he bleongs to a place known as the Ghost Zone."

"The Ghost Zone? What, you're a ghost, too?" Harry asked, crossing his arms.

Danny let out a sigh and reverted back to his human form. Harry blinked, in surprise. "You're a halfa?"

"Wow, you catch on pretty quick," Danny muttered. "My real name is Danny Fenton, when I turn ghost, I'm known as Danny Phantom." he sighed, looking around their silent surroundings before glancing back at Harry. "Look, do you have a place where we can talk without people overhearing us?"

"Uh, yeah..." Harry began to lead him back to the Weasley's house, sneaking him in through the front door.

Ron and Hermoine turned their gazes from the television to Harry and his new friend and smiled politely. "Hello, I'm Hermoine Granger." Hermoine stood and faced Danny, holding out her hand for his, a bright smile on her face.

Danny smiled back, slightly blushing and shook her hand. "Hi, I'm Danny Fenton..."

"AHEM!"

"Oh...and this is Ronald."

The red-haired boy rolled his eyes. "It's RON."

"Whatever..."

It was Harry's turn to roll his eyes as he motions for his friends and Danny to follow him up to Ron's room. "Come on, Danny has something to tell us..."

Danny held back, watching Ron and Hermoine follow Harry before actually following them. This has got to be one of the stupidist things I have ever done... he thought.

2 be continued...

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