MY FIRST CROSSOVER! WHOO HOO! It's HP/PL, 2 of my FAVOURITE topics! Thanks to lolidge19 for beta-ing and Hannan200 and GeorgiexxSuarez for just being all-round AWESOME!


"Goodbye, Professor!" Luke yelled out of his small train compartment."Enjoy it, my boy!" Professor Layton called back, "Remember to write!""I will, I promise that I will" he shouted as the train chugged into the countryside."So much has happened these past few days..." He reminisced, "It almost seems unreal..."

"Luke?" Layton called up to the young boy's room in his apartment."Yes, Professor?" he asked as he bounded down the corridor, almost colliding with the gentleman in the top hat. "What is it?". You have a letter..."

This was unusual for the boy, most people thought that he lived with his Mother and Father in the quaint village of Misthallery rather than an archaeologist's small flat in London, so they sent any of his letters to them."Well?" the Professor asked, "Aren't you going to open it?""Umm, wow! Yeah! Of course!" he beamed excitedly. Loosening the blood red seal, he began to read,

"Dear Mr Triton!

,We are pleased to announce that you have been accepted into Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The new term commences on the 1st of September. As you are of Muggle status, our gamekeeper, Rubeus Hagrid, will personally escort you and your legal Parent/Guardian to Diagon Alley to collect school equipment on the 31st of August, ready for the upcoming this letter, you shall receive a list that will guide you with all the items you require for your first year at Hogwarts.
Yours Sincerely, Minerva McGonnagal

Deputy Headmistress of Hogwarts School for Witchcraft and Wizardry."

"Luke...?" the Professor murmured, concerned. "Do you believe this to be true?""Errrrr..." he thought out loud, obviously dumbstruck, "We'll just have to wait..." he began to count on his fingers."Eight days." The Professor reminded him. "We'll have to wait eight days, Luke, before we know for sure"

Those eight days slowly dragged on for Luke, feeling more like months to him, not days.

There was a sharp knock at the door, and the sunlight coming through the it was blocked by a large, rather hairy figure. Tentatively turning the handle and opening the door, Luke gazed upwards at the tall, muscular 'man?' that stood before him."Luke Triton?" he asked, in a loud gruff voice."Yes, sir. That's me..." Luke trailed off, unsure of what to man let out a large belly laugh."Sir?!" he laughed, "Nah, nah, nah! We ain't havin' you calling me 'sir'! Call me Hagrid. No one ever calls me sir, I'm only a gameskeeper!" Luke chuckled nervously, still slightly unsure of this man. "So? Who's coming to Diagon Alley with us?" Hagrid peered round the door of the apartment, as if he expected someone was hiding behind the door."Professor?!" Luke called up the stairs. "It's Hagrid! He's here! He's actually here!"A vague shout returned, sounding something like "Wait there, I'll be down momentarily." Seconds later, a tall man with added height from an impressive top hat was in the doorway. "Hello, Hagrid. I can call you Hagrid, can I not?" He said, holding out his hand."Fine with me." he smiled, shaking the professor's hand violently, causing his arm to shake."So? Are we ready to go?"