I completely and totally blame PheonixFeather13 for this. I've seen too many movies with her lately, and almost every time, she says, "We should do a crossover with this!" While this has given us a good idea for a co-written fic of PotC and HP, it also spawned... this. I've never seen it - It'd be kinda nice to be able to be the first one, but I think HP's been crossed over with almost everything now... I think these two fandoms have been smushed together to do musical HP stories, but never like... this.

So, from the depths of my twisted mind, I bring you:

The Start of Something New - A HP/HSM Crossover!

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or High School Musical. If I did, I'd be living it up right now, not sitting here and forcing to totally unrelated subjects together.


"You ready, Harry?"

He nodded, giving Hermione a one-armed hug as Ron slung his arm around Harry from the other side. "As I'll ever be."

It had been a week. A week sine the Ministry, a week since Harry had been seen by anyone outside his dorm mates (and Hermione, of course), and a week since Sirius... well...

The trio walked up to the doors of the Great Hall, arms around each other. Harry was grateful for their support - without them, he'd still be hiding up in the dorm. Taking a deep breath, Harry stepped into the Great Hall with them, using their support to keep his mask in place. Ignoring the stares and whispers, the trio made their way to the Gryffindor table. As they sat, Hermione and Ron staying on either side of him, Ginny reached out from her seat across the table and squeezed his hand reassuringly.

Harry stayed focused on keeping his mask in place as he ate. He knew that, no matter how good an actor he was (and he thought he was pretty good; after all, the Wizarding World believed him to be their savior, and the Dursleys hadn't realized that he wasn't actually afraid of them yet), if he let his concentration slip, it would be too much.

The arrival of the mail caused him to focus on something besides his issues for a quick moment. He fed Hedwig a piece of bacon as she landed in front of him. Stroking her head absentmindedly (and believing she had just come to see him, as she was wont to do), he didn't even think to see if she had mail for him until she pecked his hand. Hedwig gave Harry an annoyed glare as he took the note rom her leg. "Sorry, girl," he apologized, hoping she wouldn't be to unhappy with him. She nibbled his fingers lightly, forgiving him, but still cuffed his head with her wing as she flew off.

Turning his attention to the note, he opened it to reveal Dumbledore's distinctive script.

Harry,

I know you are probably still quite upset with me, and you have every right to be, but there is something very important I need to discuss with you.

If you'd come meet me at 8 this evening in my office, I'd much appreciate it.

Albus Dumbledore

P.S. Don't forget - I'm quite fond of Blood Pops.

His mask got quite a workout as he fought to keep his conflicted emotions off his face. He looked up to the head table to see Dumbledore gazing benignly around the room. As he looked toward the Gryffindor table, Harry caught his eye and gave a smal nod of agreement.

Harry leaned back in his seat. 'Only 12 more hours...'


Harry wandered down the hallway to Dumbledore's office. He may not have wanted to be there, but he wasn't going to be late to a meeting with the headmaster of his school, no matter how angry he was.

"Blood Pops," He said, feeling foolish (as he always did) saying the password. He rode the stairs up to the massive wooden door, wanting to both run away and storm into the office angrily. Forcing himself back into his mask, he knocked on the door.

"Come in, Harry," he heard from the inside. He pushed the door open slowly, edging into the room. "Please, sit." He took a seat as Dumbledore gazed at him sadly. "First, let me apologize again, and express my condolences for your loss." Ah, there it was. Harry lost control of his mask just long enough fora asingle tear to slip out. "Second... There has been an attack."

Harry leaped from his chair. "What? Where? Was it the Weasley's or- REMUS! Is he- are they okay?"

Dumbledore smiled reassuringly, inwardly wondering how far Harry mush have drifted from his family that the Weasley's and Remus were his first concerns. "Calm down, Harry," he said, politely
ignoring the glare Harry sent him, "Both the Weasley's and Remus are safe. The attack was on the Dursley's."

Harry blinked, not having been expecting that. He was forced to use his acting abilities to their fullest extent when he responded. "Are-are they all right? What about the wards? Shouldn't they have stopped the attack?"

"If the attack had been at your home, then, yes, the wards would have stopped it. However, the attack was at a Muggle shopping center, and your relatives were merely victims of circumstance. They were uninjured, but are refusing to let you stay with them this summer."

"That's... that's really too bad, sir." Harry was hard pressed to keep the glee off his face. Perhaps he could stay with the Weasley's now..

Dumbledore steepled his fingers. "Well, due to the need to keep the blood wards renewed, I was forced to track down some more... distant Muggle relatives on your mother's side. The only problem is, they don't know about magic, and as I would like to believe that you have enough control that they won't need to be told," he paused here, both preparing to drop a bombshell on Harry, and to give him a small, knowing look, "So they are planning to enroll you in a Muggle high school with their children. Are you going to be able to pretend you know what they're talking about to finish the school year there?"

Harry shrugged. "There shouldn't be too much of a problem, Professor. I've been using Dudley's school books during the summers to keep up with my Muggle schooling. I should be all right."

Dumbledore smiled, his eyes giving their signature twinkle. "In that case, you will be spending the summer with the Evans family in Albuquerque, New Mexico."


Okay... Extended AN will be in my profile, but... I'm sorry! I have such a strong feeling that this will turn out badly just for the sheer randomness of the crossover, but, then again, I have seen Buffy the Vampire Slayer and Bring it On crossed over very well, and I've seen Buffy the Vampire Slayer and RENT crossed over very well, so who knows... (Although, I think Buffy can be crossed with anything, to be honest...) So... If you see any spelling or grammar mistakes, or something that doesn't flow, tell me, and I'll change it - my wireless keyboard wasn't working well, so...

Reviews are love!