Hey all! Thanks for reading. This is a Harry Potter/Code Lyoko crossover. When you see this: !#$%$#! It means there was a time skip. Now, before anything else, a HUGE thanks to Luna Holley Shaeffer!!!!!!!!!!!!! She betaed and gave numerous ideas. Now, on with the story ^~^
Harry Potter and the Battle for Lyoko
one! Please be quite!"
The room fell silent. Every person in the room shifted and turned to look at the man who had just spoken.
Alastor "Mad-eye" Moody stood near the fireplace of the stuffy kitchen of the Burrow, the Weasley's house. (the Weasley's because Dumbledore died, and Snape could get in to Grimmauld Place, which nobody wants.)
"As we all know, Dumbledore died last week." Alastor didn't show any emotion, even when several people, including Mr. and Mrs. Weasley started sniffing. "We also have recently discovered a new dimension, and alternate earth. They have muggle technology that nearly could be classified as magic."
Mad Eye cast his good eye across the room, studying each person there before he continued.
you told me of an idea you had yesterday. Why don't you share
Mrs. Weasley nodded and stood from her place on the couch.
Molly, a plump woman with red hair, took Alastor's spot near the fireplace. Her eyes were a bit red from crying, and when she spoke, her nose sounded a bit stuffed.
"I think that we should take measures to protect Harry," She told the members of the Order. "I think that we should send him to the new found dimension, just until we find out a little more on how we can defeat He-who-must-not-be-named and his followers."
"I won't go."
"But, Harry, it's for your own good!" Mrs. Weasley protested.
Harry shook his head. "I won't leave. This is my battle; I need to finish it."
Harry didn't say anything about the prophecy made about him and Voldemort.
"Harry," said Mrs. Weasley, putting on the tone she normally used for two of her sons, "You are in a house full of overage wizards. They could all overpower you. Besides that, how do you think everyone would feel if it was your funeral we went to last week?"
Harry was silent. But he wasn't the one who needed protection, he realized. He could protect himself.
"I'm not the one who needs protecting," He told Mrs. Weasley stubbornly.
crossed her arms over her chest. "Alright then," She said, still
using that special tone. "Who is it that needs protecting more then
Harry looked her straight in the eyes. "Ginny."
"I am never going to send my daughter with you to an entirely different dimension!" Mrs. Weasley yelled, suddenly angry.
about it," Harry said. "The Slytherins knew that Ginny and I went
out. It wasn't exactly private that Harry Potter was going out with
Ginny Weasley. She's in as much danger as I am. Voldemort could use
Ginny to get to me."
Mrs. Weasley was silent for a minute.
Harry wasn't going to admit to Mrs. Weasley---he cared more for Ginny's safety then his own. He wasn't going to be leaving this world unless Ginny was coming with him.
"I won't leave if Ginny doesn't come," Harry told her quietly. "She deserves to be safe…more then I do."
Mrs. Weasley was still quite, obviously turning this over in her mind.
"Well…" She obviously wanted to protect her family. After Fenrir Greyback the werewolf attacked Bill, her oldest son, Mrs. Weasley was more worried about her family then ever. She thought that several members of the family were lucky to be alive.
"All right, she can go if, and only if, she agrees with you. You have to tell her, though."
"I said okay."
"You said okay?" Mrs. Weasley questioned, utterly confused. "You didn't argue?"
Ginny shook her head and continued to grad this and that from around her room. She was being quick, so as not to keep Harry waiting.
"I kind of knew something like this would happen," She told her dumb struck mother as she carefully placed her wand on the top of the things in her small bag. "You're so protective of him. I was assuming you'd suggest something like this. And I expected Harry to make a deal. Of course, I didn't know what the deal might be and I had no idea that it might have included me." She zipped up her bag and swung it over her shoulder. "I'm ready to go."
"We're leaving from…Hogwarts?"
Harry and Ginny stood just outside the school's grounds.
Mrs. Weasly nodded and continued to usher them inside, asking them if they had this or that. It continued this way all the way up to Dumbledor's old office. The trio made their way up the spiraling stair case after giving the password, "Hamblindigers" to the gargoyles.
Mrs. Weasly went inside the office to talk to Mcgonagall, who would be transporting them.
Harry sat down on the stop most stare and sighed.
"Harry," Ginny started, but before she could get any further, the door opened.
"Are you ready?" Mcgonagall asked in a tired voice.
Harry and Ginny nodded.
So how'd you like this chappie? I don't mind critisium. And if I spelled some magical thing wrong, forgive me, 'kay?