I have looked online and there are a few Harry Potter/ Tenchi crossovers. It seems that the common trait is to bring Harry in as an adoptive person for the family or to train him as a student. Those kind of seem hokey to me as Harry is always the focus with the others in the background. With my story, I plan on bringing the group to Hogwarts to do their own investigations. I'm not sure how many people actually read fanfiction but I would like to have any criticism that you might find with my writing and/ or how well I capture the essence and voice of the characters. Be warned, my goal is to have several long formed chapters. Initially the focus will be on Dumbledore setting things up but the focus in the end will be on Tenchi and the Gang.
Chapter One: No Need for Exposition
Albus Dumbledore was worried. His phoenix, Fawkes, had not stopped crying in pain for the past several hours. While typically a phoenix’s tears would be a good thing, as they possessed healing properties, this was no cause for celebration. The last time she had acted this way was eleven years ago; more specifically the night James and Lilly Potter died in Godric’s Hollow. As such, Dumbledore did not know what to make of his magical familiar.
“Fawkes, my old friend, what could possibly be disturbing you so? Could it be the stone? We both know that Hagrid will be fetching it from Gringotts within a few days. Or could it be our lack of response from young Harry? I daresay Hagrid will get attend to that task as well,” the wizened wizard soothed.
Fawkes suddenly few out of the headmaster’s office, beckoning her master to follow. The old man understood immediately. As no person could apparate on the grounds of the school, Fawkes wanted to lead the man to Hogsmead, the town next to the castle, so she could bring the pair to the location that was giving her so much worry.
Once the pair had apparated, Dumbledore immediately took note of the surroundings. He could see mountains and freshly laid snow. However, the snow troubled Dumbledore. It was the middle of July and, if he was not mistaken, he was on an island in Japan. In addition, the snow gave off a vile feeling. It was unnatural. Fawkes’ uneasiness told him that his suspicions were proven right. \
Could it be Voldemort?
No, he told himself silently. Voldemort’s soul was last seen in Albania, if the rumors surrounding the dark woods were true. No this had to be something else.
Suddenly, Fawkes gave a shriek and the earth shook. Dumbledore braced himself and saw a most peculiar sight: a spiked object rising up into space. It was unlike anything that Dumbledore had ever seen. It resembled no such beast ever found in any texts he had ever written. Dumbledore naturally assumed that this was the threat that his familiar was fearful about. However Fawkes merely motioned upwards to the sky. It appeared that there was more going on here than meet the eye.
So Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore waited.
When the spiked shuttle returned a day later, Dumbledore looked to his familiar. She had seemed much calmer in the past few hours, which had caused him some confusion. Now that the craft had settled back down, Dumbledore resolved to make his way toward the landing sight. It appeared to be a Muggle shrine of some kind. He allowed himself a brisk pace to this area as to further enjoy the scenery while Fawkes patrolled the skies. He knew that he did not have much time before Hagrid completed his task in London, but this seemed like an opportunity to either gain a potential ally or to nip a problem in the bud. One thing of importance he noted was the quickness in which the fresh snow had vanished.
In front of the entrance to the main house were two thick logs. Dumbledore looked amused to see them, as he had always enjoyed Muggle décor. However, this did not appear to be either Muggle or magic. It was a rarity for something to surprise the famous wizard but he relished these opportunities with great interest. He knocked on the gate and suddenly the logs swung forward, revealing Japanese writing and a single orb of light.
“Greetings distinguished guest,” the first log said.
“Is there something we could do for you on this fine day?” the second chimed in. Dumbledore, familiar with various magical objects, was not as confused as any Muggle might.
“Good morning to you as well noble guardians of the house, if I assume your post here correctly. I was curious if I could ask for an audience with the head of the household. My name is Albus Dumbledore and I have traveled a long way,” he courteously responded.
Suddenly a small girl with blue hair came wandering through the woods carrying several bags full of what appeared to be groceries. She did not see the visitor to the house and bumped into him. She almost tripped and tossed the bag back. Dumbledore used some wordless magic to keep everything from flying about.
“Oh I am so sorry Grandfather! I did not…oh you are not Tenchi’s grandfather! How rude of me, my name is Sasami! How do you do?” she cheerfully asked. The girl did not appear to be older than nine and Dumbledore did not fail to notice the odd marking on her head. He wondered to himself if the emblem was of some significance or if it were covering a scar. This brought back to his mind that he would be meeting the son of James and Lilly in the coming weeks.
“Oh dear me, I am sorry to have been in your way Miss Sasami. My name is Albus Dumbledore and I was hoping to speak to the head of the house. I merely have some questions that I hope could be answered,” Albus spoke with great care.
Sasami cheerfully brought the stranger back to the main house. Albus attempted to peer into her mind using Oculumency but discovered that he was unable to. This shocked the headmaster but he kept it to himself. It was as if there was a second person shielding her thoughts.
Sasami offered her guest a spot on the couch and went to search for any if her housemates. Albus looked around the room. It seemed Muggle enough, though untypical to any British citizen. However, a door slammed open and from the door came out another small girl who was holding some kind of mechanical device that Dumbledore had never encountered before. This girl, unlike Sasami, had spikey pink hair and was staring intently at him.
“Interesting, so you are the source of that energy! I thought with all the developments of yesterday that I had found one potential guinea pig but lo and behold here you are! So spill it old man! Who are you? What are you doing here? What was that influx of energy you displayed before? I, Washu, the greatest scientific genius in the universe need to know!” the small girl, whose name appeared to be Washu, demanded. Albus was surprised at this development but he acted as calmly as he does whenever Cornelius Fudge confronts him about topics he knows nothing about.
At once, other people piled in the room led by Sasami. First was a young man no older than nineteen with black hair; following him was another teenage looking girl with similar spikey hair to Washu but in a pale teal color; roughly around the same age was a purple haired woman in an ornate dress; rounding out the women was a slightly older woman with blonde hair and an older gentleman in a white robe. Despite being outnumbered, Albus remained calm. Fawkes remained outside the house, guarding it on the off chance anything should happen.
“Miss Washu, what are you doing to our guest?! Sasami said that he is here to see Grandpa!” the young man pleaded. He turned to Albus and bowed, which Dumbledore recalled was a sign of respect. Dumbledore returned it.
“Thank you for inviting me in. I must admit I was not expecting a large group such as you here. Allow me to introduce myself to you all. My name is Albus Dumbledore from Britain,” he began. Suddenly, Sasami ran into the kitchen.
“Gracious, I did not know you traveled that far! Please forgive me for not getting you something to eat! ” the young girl bowed and ran, seemingly at the same time.
“Well that’s all well and good gramps but why the hell are you out here to Japan?” the teal haired woman asked. The purple haired woman hit her on the back of her head.
“Manners Ryoko! That is no way to speak to a guest of Lord Tenchi’s grandfather!” she scolded.
“Hey Ayeka, what gives you the right to hit me?! I’ll show you how to speak to…” the woman known as Ryoko started before she was cut off by the head of the house.
“ I deeply apologize for the behavior of my house guests. They are weary from a night of traveling. My name is Masaki Katsuhito, head of the Shinto Shrine. The young man is my grandson Masaki Tenchi. The blonde haired woman is named Mihoshi and I believe you have gathered the names of the other houseguests. However blunt she might have been, I am curious as well. Why would a gentleman come all the way from England to Japan?” the man known as Katsuhito asked.
“And be sure to answer my questions as well! This is no ordinary man, he has some kind of power that I am unfamiliar with. Color me interested old man,” Washu chimed in.
“Very well, as it seems that you all have me at somewhat of a disadvantage. Judging by that spiked flying vehicle, I can see that you are not typical Muggles but I can see that there is more to you all than meets the eye,” Dumbledore sighed calmly.
At once the residents of the house began to freak out. They were not expecting anyone on this planet to have seen Ryo-Ohki, the space ship that Dumbledore had seen. Washu started pushing buttons in the air and out of nowhere a second device appeared. In a second Ryoko grabbed the older man by his cloak.
“How do you know about Ryo-Ohki you old fart?! Start talking before I burn off your clothes!” Ryoko threatened. Dumbledore merely chuckled and used some wordless magic to cast a shield charm between the two of them.
“Fasinating! It’s that unidentified energy source! Nothing was visible so it can’t be Light Hawk Wings or Jurain shields! What did you just do?” the energetic Washu asked while still gripping her device.
Albus sat down on the couch and contemplated on how to go about discussing this. “I once again must apologize for my shield charm Ms. Ryoko, however I did not wish for you to lose control of yourself, thus forcing me to do things that I might find unpleasant. As I stated before my name is Albus Dumbledore, headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.”
Mihoshi jumped up excitedly. “Witches and wizards! You mean that you are a witch! You fly on a broomstick and brew potions! Wow, I can’t believe it!” She seemed rather excited until Ayeka pulled her back down.
“Mihoshi, he is clearly a gentleman. That means he would be a wizard. However, aren’t witches and wizards folklore on this planet?” she asked. Dumbledore noted the usage of the word “planet” but chose not to address it yet.
“Ah, folklore; It is truly a wonderful thing. You must understand Lady Ayeka that all folklore has some basis in truth. There are indeed witches and wizards all over the world, including here in Japan. This is why I have come to this shrine. You see my phoenix…” he began when Mihoshi began to squeal with excitement again before Washu covered her mouth with tape, hinging on every word that he said. “It’s all right, Ms. Mihoshi, I can understand and appreciate the enthusiasm. Now where was I?” the old man bemused.
“The phoenix!” Sasami said as she came in with tea and treats. Dumbledore shot her a big smile and bowed.
“Thank you Miss Sasami for both reminding me of my place and for such nice hospitality. It is rare to find people so honest and so young. Now, my phoenix Fawkes was acting strangely yesterday. It was not unlike when she would act up when the greatest Dark Wizard of our age, Tom Riddle, was still in power.”
Ryoko chuckled. “Tom Riddle? Your great ‘Dark Wizard’ was named Tom Riddle? What a pansy.”
Ayeka took the moment to mutter under her breath “It sounds more threatening than Ryoko.” Ryoko took that opportunity to shoot her a death glare.
“Now, now ladies. I can understand how this all must sound to you, but I must stress that this man was ruthless and was a mass murder unlike any that was known to our kind. As for his name, he too shared a dislike for it and rechristened himself as Lord Voldemort,” Dumbledore explained.
Washu slammed her hand on the table. “While I am indeed very interested with this history lesson about a subculture of Earthlings that has remained undocumented in the tombs of the Galactic Academy, I must ask how does this relate to us?”
Dumbledore looked her right in the eye. “Very well, I will be blunt. What took place here within the past forty eight hours shook my magical familiar to its core. When we apparated, or teleported if you will, to the area in which the energy was emanating, it appeared the evil source had vanished into space. The only clue we had to go on was the unnatural snow that lingered on the ground. It was then that we saw your…Ryo-Ohki was it? I was here to investigate to make sure that this was not Lord Voldemort trying to return. Rather, I seem to find myself in a house full of people that are, forgive the saying, ‘out of this world.’”
Suddenly, Washu grabbed her second device and placed it on Dumbledore’s head. He merely chuckled.
“Miss Washu, what are you doing?!” Tenchi cried. Washu responded with a serious look.
“Lord Tenchi, though we have only just met, I know from Ryoko that humans are not prepared to know of us, let alone magicians. This device can erase his memories of knowing us and we can continue to live here in peace. I am sorry Professor Dumbledore, but I hope you understand,” the young looking woman told him. Again the old man chuckled.
“It appears as if we both had the same idea. You see, I also know how to erase one’s memories using a powerful Memory Charm. My phoenix would be able to assist me in picking up the shambled pieces of my mind. However, you have proven my suspicions correct. There was indeed something evil here and it came from the stars. You have my word that your secret shall be safe with me. If you wish for me to make an unbreakable vow I shall. If you help me out with this task, I would be very willing to assist you all with any and all questions you may have about magic.”
Washu hesitated and was about to open her mouth when Katsuhito decided to join in the conversation. "I do not see any reason why there needs to be any confrontation here. Had Professor Dumbledore here come with hostile intentions, I am sure Azaka and Kamidake would have sensed it, or Ryo-Ohki. No, I believe we are both about to share secrets with each other that both parties would find hard to believe. As we now know about magic's existence, I can clearly say that he is not an ordinary Earthling. As someone who has roamed this planet for 700 years, I think I would know. Now Professor Dumbledore, I do not see the need for any vows as such, but allow us to stress the secrecy that surrounds the events of last night," the wizened warrior told the wizard.
Dumbledore nodded. "My good sir, I wouldn't have it any other way. I value the trust you place in me and I have good faith that you will uphold my secrets as well. I suppose I should ask the big question: what caused that surge of evil energy? What caused that unnatural snow?"
There was an uncomfortable silence in the room. Finally Washu regained her composure, took the device off of Albus' head and put a hand to her chin, contemplating her next words.
"Well Professor, such a lovely title by the way, as you have guessed, most of us are not from this planet. I myself am over twenty thousand years old. Aren't I just the cutest thing you have ever seen?" she added in without warning. Dumbledore nodded, in awe of the fact that she was even older than he was and yet retained her youthful appearance.
"Good boy! You see, I used to teach at the Galactic Academy and I had a special pupil named Kagato. Kagato was a ruthless man who kidnapped me and brainwashed my daughter into a killing machine. Kagato used her to destroy countless priceless artifacts and they both became the most notorious space pirates in the galaxy.
"One such mission that Kagato sent her on was to the planet of Jurai. You see he was after Tsunami, a first generation spaceship that contains the power of Jurai itself. Only one man was able to confront my uncontrollable daughter: Yosho, the crown prince of the planet. He pursued her and her spaceship to Earth. Yosho then sealed her power into a sword, the Master Key," she explained to the wizard.
"Fascinating my dear. I must admit I can empathize with you. Tom Riddle was once my student too before he went down another path. But it seems as if there is more to say. Tell me more of how the rest of you factor into this. I would also hope that your daughter was recovered safe and sound," Dumbledore added empathetically.
Washu grinned. "Well I think her bust size could have been better, but how do you feel you turned out Ryoko?" She looked to Ryoko who gave her the finger. Dumbledore was shocked. He had not expected this development.
"My word, so you two...I see. Well, what happened to the prince, Yosho? Am I to assume it is you, Lord Katsuhito?" the old man asked. Katsuhito motioned that he would be taking over the story from here. Washu obliged and grabbed one of Sasami's treats.
"Your assumption is indeed correct. My ship, Funaho, took root in the Earth outside this shrine, and as such I could not return to my home planet. I started my own family here, eventually culminating with my grandson Tenchi. Tenchi here has only just discovered his own heritage just recently once he released Ryoko from the Masaki shrine. Upon her resurrection, several events happened at once. My half-sisters, Ayeka and Sasami, picked up the signal and raced toward here, not knowing who I was but searching me out. However, Kagato also managed to receive the signal and made his way toward Earth. That just leaves one. You see, Mihoshi here is a Galaxy Police Officer and picked up Kagato's trail. This led to all the girls here converging under one roof," he explained.
Dumbledore nodded, putting the pieces together in his head. "I see, this explains how all of you met, except you Professor Washu. How did you manage to escape?" He looked to her but she was in the middle of downing a drink of tea. Ayeka noted the look and took it upon herself to continue.
"Well that barbarian arrived on Earth yesterday and demanded Sasami and myself to come to his ship to reveal the secrets of Tsunami, our most holiest of trees. However, Yosho here saved us before he took that monster woman," Ayeka paused to insult Ryoko. "To his ship. We left in Ryo-Ohki, who I just realized we have not introduced. How rude of us. The ship you saw yesterday was actually the cabbit on Sasami's shoulders." If Dumbledore had any reason to doubt the small animal on the young girl's shoulder was a spaceship, he did not show it nor question it. As such, the princess continued. "However, it was not enough and Kagato managed to gravely injure Lord Tenchi. The three of us who remained stormed the ship to avenge him. We may be good but he was better, and it showed," Ayeka added bitterly. Tenchi put a hand on her shoulder to calm her. Ayeka looked as if Christmas had come early.
"Oh thank you Lord Tenchi! Only you could...ARKKK!" Ayeka began as she was pushed aside by Ryoko.
"What the PRINCESS here was saying was that we got our asses kicked. But thankfully the blonde ditz over there managed to find and free Washu, but it wasn't enough. Suddenly out of the blue Tenchi, my hero, came to save me! He killed Kagato just for little old me. Right Tenchi?" the space pirate nudged. Tenchi tried to get out of her vice grip but it seemed helpless.
Dumbledore chuckled at the situation. "Ah, to be in love. Wait...half-sisters? Wouldn't that make...I think I shall drop that particular matter. But what about you young man? Don't you have anything to contribute to this tale of intrigue, love and horror?"
"Yes Tenchi, tell him how much you love me more than Ayeka," Ryoko purred.
"You wicked demon, you know Tenchi and I are destined to be together! He has royal Jurain blood in his veins! That makes him mine!"
Mihoshi got up and tried to calm down the girls. Dumbledore stood witness to the events unfolding around him and took a sip of the best tea he had ever drunk. Eventually, the girls took their quarrel outside, leaving Tenchi, his grandfather, Dumbledore, and Sasami to talk alone.
"So Tenchi, I do wish for the story to continue but I must pry. How do you handle this? You seem like a humble person; surely this is all a bit much for you", Dumbledore asked the sighing man.
"Well, to be honest I've grown quite used to it. It has been awhile since my mother died and this is truly the first time since she died that I've had any female influence in my life. I do wish that they would grow up some times but I'm starting to accept that as part of the charm of my life now," he replied after thinking for a moment. Dumbledore beamed in response.
"Quite an acceptable answer! Now, tell me about how you survived your attack," he asked quietly.
Washu merely sipped her tea, but responded for Tenchi. "We don't know yet...but I know we will, right my little guinea pig?" she asked earnestly. Tenchi laughed hesitantly but did not respond to the question.
"Well the truth is that nobody knows. All I know is that the spirit of Tsunami unlocked some kind of inner power and I used it to kill Kagato. I'm...still coming to terms with taking a life, regardless of how evil it might have been," Tenchi said looking away.
Dumbledore regarded the young man. He wished to peer in his thoughts but decided against it as it would be an invasion of the trust he had showed him. He put his arm on Tenchi's shoulder. "Mr. Masaki, to take a life is never justified. We both know this much to be true. However, I would say that you should take comfort in that you are responding the right way to such an act. You will learn to live with it and to forgive yourself in time, but it will never truly go away. In the end, be grateful to have such a rich and vibrant family. Many witches and wizard that I know have lost their's in the First Wizarding War with Tom Riddle. Take comfort with what you have," he smiled. Tenchi could not help but find comfort in his words.
Sasami, who up until this point had been quiet, decided to ask the guest her own question. “So you can do magic? What types of tricks can you do?!” she asked excitedly. Again, Dumbledore could not help himself but to chuckle.
“You see Sasami, true wizarding magic is not mere tricks and illusions. We can manipulate the world if we wanted, however magic is not intended for that purpose. That is why we have such wizards as Voldemort and his Death Eaters. However, there truly is wonder that can be found in magic. I think I can show you one safely,” the headmaster of Hogwarts decided. He reached into his sleeve and pulled out a stick. He pointed it at one of the desserts that Sasami prepared.
“Accio tea cake,” he said. On command, the tea cake flew from the plate on the table to Dumbledore’s hand. Sasami looked amazed and Washu began to write down notes.
“Fascinating! Looking through a database of Earth’s known languages it appears that your spoken magic is derived from the Latin language! The real question is if that stick of yours is an amplifier of your natural magic or if it is merely a conduit…oh the possibilities! I must learn more!” the young scientist declared.
Tenchi scratched the back of his head. “You mentioned Death Eaters Professor. What are Death Eaters?”
A large explosion came from outside. Dumbledore was the only one to look. He looked at the carnage unfolding outside and surmised this was a common occurrence for this household. He decided to return to his tea and explain what he could.
“The Death Eaters are dark wizards who dedicated their lives to following Lord Voldemort. However, it pains me to say that not all of them were caught when he fell eleven years ago. Only a few are in our prison; the rest live normal lives claiming to have been bewitched by the Dark Lord to do his bidding.”
The Masaki residents listened with extreme interest. Dumbledore began to explain to them several things, such as his group dedicated to stopping Voldemort known as the Order of the Phoenix as well as describing his school, Hogwarts. This went on for a good portion of the day. In time, the girls reappeared inside, their quarrel concluded. Mihoshi went to watch a Muggle cartoon in the other room and Sasami excused herself to prepare dinner.
Ryoko took the opportunity to ask a lingering question she had on her mind. “Well old man, we’ve learned a lot from you, which is all well and good, but I still don’t get how Voldemort and Kagato link up. Both of them are dead now, right? What harm could they possibly be?” she asked while drinking a saucer of sake that she had produced seemingly from nowhere.
Dumbledore regarded her question with seriousness. “Ms. Ryoko, it is time we make one thing very clear: Voldemort is not dead. Broken, yes; but not dead. I have been tiptoeing the issue but it is as good of a time as any to relinquish this information. Eleven years ago, Voldemort attacked a house in Godric’s Hollow and killed two members of the Order of the Phoenix, James and Lilly Potter. He tried to kill their infant son, but something happened. His curse rebounded off of him, shedding him of his mortal body. I do not know how this happened but I have not stopped searching for answers. Young Harry, who was sent away from our world to live with his aunt and uncle, has no idea of his identity. In the coming days, he will be told everything and I fear that this will cause the forces of evil to converge in our world.
“I fear that the presence of Kagato at this time was no mere coincidence. I believe that it was a sign. I fear that if the Death Eaters were to reconstruct a body for Voldemort, the same could be said for Kagato. Your Light Hawk Wings are an unknown factor in this situation as was Harry’s ability to live. So simply Ms. Ryoko, I have come to ask for your aid if the situation warranted it,” Albus Dumbledore concluded.
Washu shook her index finger. “Now, now Dumbledore, we can’t be going around exposing our secrets out in the open. It would throw things off balance. While I’m sure I can speak for the rest of us by saying we sympathize, you have to understand that we have our own issues to deal with.”
Dumbledore nodded. “I understand. It is indeed our battle to fight should the time arise. However, I would like to keep in contact with you especially Professor. I am willing to help you document and explore the mysteries of our magic, but I do ask a two folded price. The first is simple; should our interests cross at any time, I would like to be able to call on you all for help.”
Washu considered it. “Well I guess that makes sense, and the offer to gather more data is very appealing indeed, but what is your second request?”
“I merely ask that if in your studies you can manage to find a way to detect anything you can on Lord Voldemort that you would share it with me. I am not asking you to go out of your way, for that would be selfish of me. However, it would be nice to have the greatest scientific genius in the universe in my back pocket, wouldn’t you agree young Washu?” Dumbledore added.
Washu grinned like a school girl. “I like you Professor! You know how to make a girl feel so good! All right Professor, you got yourself a deal! I’m sure we will have so many things to tell each other!”
“You know you only agreed to him because he called you young, right ‘Ma?’” Ryoko told her.
“Flattery will get you anywhere Ryoko dear. You should learn that,” the pink haired genius shot back.
Sasami came out and prepared a big meal for the house guests and the resident wizard. It was a peaceful meal but by the end of it, Albus Dumbledore bid his farewells and left the Masaki house. He had to be ready to meet Hagrid when he returned with the stone. Before he left, he gave Washu a two way mirror that he kept on his person in case of emergencies. This would allow the pair to communicate on Hogwarts grounds.
As Albus met up with Fawkes, he realized that he now had both a sense of dread and a calming sensation conflicting inside him all at once. This house had shown him that there was more to life than even what he expected. He was unsure how to take the news of aliens and demons, but he knew that if the time was right, it would be valuable to have them on the side of light. He looked to his familiar and apparated back to Hogsmade, ready to begin another year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.