Disclaimer: RWBY is owned by Rooster Teeth. Harry Potter is owned by J.K. Rowling.

So a few things right off the bat. This starts off in volume 1 and will take them about two months to finish the series with the way I have it set up. If and when I finish this I plan on doing a sequel one shot collection where certain changes could be made based on what they had read. I won't be quoting the book as this usually leads to trouble. Instead, I'll be summarizing the story in my own way. Don't know if that will work but its worth a try. One last thing, the adults won't be involved in this. Their not that close to Glynda and Ozpin so that would just be awkward. I also won't be doing Cursed Child. Mainly because I'm not the biggest fan of it. I do believe that covers everything so sit back and enjoy the fic.

Special thanks to my Beta AuthorA97

The still newly formed Team RWBY was returning to their dorms after their first day of classes. Both the team's leader Ruby Rose and her partner Weiss Schnee were talking about what had happened earlier that day. The conversation was mainly Weiss apologizing for her attitude, with Ruby promising that she'd lead the team with all the merit it deserved. Yang wasn't even surprised that Ruby managed to get the apology in a day. It was the sort of thing Ruby could work. Blake smiled with the progress the two were making- the last thing this new team needed was infighting. Before looking on her bed and finding a strange book there with an envelope on top of it.

She moved the envelope aside and read the cover of the book: Harry Potter and the Philosophers' Stone. On the cover was a large red train labeled Hogwarts Express, smoke with stars coming out from the top. In front of the train was a small boy with glasses, black hair, and a lightning bolt-shaped scar on his forehead. Blake was surprised at how long the scar was- covering almost a third of his face.

The book didn't belong to her. All her books were still in her bags, yet to be put away as they had just barely agreed on how the room should look. Blake turned to everyone else in the dorm room. "Hey, is this book one of yours?" She asked them.

All three turned to look at the book. After each future Huntresses squinted at it, they shook their heads.

Yang walked over to get a closer look. "Hey, any clues in the envelope?"

Blake set down the book. She took out the letter, reading it aloud.

Dear Team RWBY,

I have brought this book to you from another world much different than your own. The story can only be described as a boy realizing he has a grander destiny than he ever could have known. Harry Potter is going on an incredible journey. I thought it would pique your interest to take it with him. May you learn the lessons with him, for whatever trials come ahead in your time as Huntresses.

This is the first in a series of seven. When you have finished with this one, the next one will appear the following day.

Happy reading,

A friend.

"Ooohhh, that sounds so cool!" Ruby gushed, bouncing up in excitement.

"It does sound pretty interesting." Yang agreed.

"I am rather curious about this other world the letter refers to," Weiss admitted. "But do we even have the time to read all seven books? That could take a long time. We have homework and training."

Everyone considered this. Ruby seemed disappointed that there wasn't any time to read the magically appearing books. Luckily for her, Blake had an idea.

"How about this, on school nights, we will read two chapters after homework and dinner. On the weekends- and if it takes that long, holidays- we'll read four." Blake suggested. "That work for everyone?"

The others agreed.

Later that night, after everyone finished rearranging the room and unpacking, the girls were settled in bed. Blake held up the book to begin reading.

The story opens up with the characters Mr. and Mrs. Dursley, who live on number four, Privet Drive. They were happy to say in no uncertain terms that they were perfectly normal.

"Wow, they sound boring," Yang remarked sarcastically.

"Are these guys the main characters?" Ruby asked.

"Doubt it. The book is called Harry Potter, so it's more likely that these people are set up to introduce him." Blake suggested.

The book then began to describe Mr. Dursley as a rather large gentleman with practically no neck and a huge mustache. While Mrs. Dursley was rather thin and twice the neck of a normal person. Which apparently came in handy as she loves to spy on the neighbors. They also have a son called Dudley whom the two practically adore.

"Dudley? What kind of name is that? It's not even a color." Blake wondered.

"The note said it was a different world. They must not have that tradition of colorfully unique names." Weiss reasoned.

Yang snickered, looking over her bed towards her sister. "Guess you could say his name is a...dud."

Ruby snorted. Weiss rolled her eyes at her childish team leader. Blake got back to reading.

The Dursleys are very content with the life they have. Unfortunately, they have a secret, along with the fear that someone would find out about it.

Everyone looked at each other wondering what this secret was but no one gave any suggestions.

The secret is the Potter family. Mrs. Dursley and Mrs. Potter are sisters, however, the two haven't spoken for years and the Dursleys like to pretend the Potters don't even exist as they were as unDursleyish as they could be.

"What why? Those two are family. What right would Mrs. Dursley have to give up her sister like that!" Yang demanded her eyes turning red. Ruby quickly jumped down to Yang's bed to calm her sister down. Blake and Weiss rolled their eyes at the not word the Dursleys used to describe their relatives.

The Potters have a son as well, which is another reason the Dursley's don't want anything to do with them. They don't want Potter's son anywhere near theirs.

Ruby started rubbing Yang's back to keep her calm. The tips of Yang's hair had started to smell of smoke. Yang took deep breaths and leaned into her younger sister's embrace. When Yang was properly calmed, Ruby went back to her bunk.

The plot then truly starts when the Dursleys wake up on what they believe to be a normal Tuesday, however the narration hints that strange and mysterious things will soon be happening around the country.

"Wait country?" Weiss askes.

"Probably what they call kingdoms here?" Yang figured

Mr. Dursley got ready for work. Mrs. Dursley chatted while wrestling her son into a high chair. Neither noticed an owl flying past their window.

"Why would the book point out a bird?" Ruby wondered.

"The better question is why would an owl be flying out in the early morning?" Blake questioned. "Their nocturnal animals."

At about eight-thirty, Mr. Dursley left for work. Kissed his wife goodbye on the cheek and tried to do the same for Dudley but couldn't cause he was throwing his cereal at the wall, to which Mr. Dursley chuckled at.

"He actually encourages that kind of behavior?!" Weiss asked, appalled.

When he pulled out of his house he noticed something weird. A cat was reading a map.

All the girls did double-takes at the book.

"Um, what?" Yang asked.

"That's what the book says." Blake said.

"Is that normal in this world?" Weiss wondered.

"A real cat, not like, a faunus?" Yang asked.

"Mr. Dursley finds that weird too- so that would be a nope," Ruby answered.

Mr. Dursley shook his head and looked again. The cat was there but there was no map. Figuring he was just seeing things he drove up the road. He kept a close eye on the cat from his rearview mirror. It was now reading -wait-looking at the sign. Not like cats can read after all. He shook his head and drove off focusing on the number of drills he was hoping to get that day.

However, during his usual traffic jam work was driven out of his mind by something else. Everyone around him was dressed in cloaks.

"Wait cloaks?" Weiss asked, "Seems hardly like a fashion statement."

Yang shrugged. "Who knows what people will wear here."

Mr. Dursley was annoyed at this. The things people wear nowadays. What made him even madder was that one of these people wearing a cloak was older than he was. They were crowding all around each other whispering excitingly.

"Something just went on." Yang reasoned. "Something big."

"Something good?" Ruby asked.

"Hard to say at this point, Ruby," Blake said.

Mr. Dursley figured that these people were doing some sort of charity event.

"As much as I hate to agree with this man, that could be a possibility." Weiss figured.

Eventually, the traffic moved on and Mr. Dursley made it to his office. His mind back on work. He worked on the ninth floor, always sitting with his back to the window. Which was a good thing because he would have been distracted again by the sheer number of owls flying across the sky. Everyone else did though and were freaking out about it.

"Okay, that is just really weird," Ruby said.

"Ugh, all that panicking will just draw the Grimm what are these strange people thinking?" Blake asked in frustration, the other girls murmuring in agreement.

As she turned the page, another envelope fell out. Blake opened it, again reading out loud.

I forgot to mention the following does not exist in this world:

Faunus

Creatures of Grimm

Aura

Semblecenes

Dust

and of course Huntsmen and Huntresses.

Everyone looked at the letter in shock.

"No Grimm?" Yang whispered.

"No semblances or dust?" Weiss asked in disbelief.

"No faunus?" Blake breathed

"No huntsmen?" Ruby asked, saddened.

None of them knew what to think about that. Their main status quo of this world was non-existence in the world of the book. Everything in that world seemed so different already, in just a few pages.

After a few more minutes to process this, Blake continued reading.

Mr. Dursley however was having a very good day. Which involved a lot of shouting at people. At noon he decided to walk to the bakery across the street and have a bun for lunch.

"Ugh." Weiss scoffed. "Hardly a healthy diet."

On his way back he found more of those people dressed in cloaks which imminently soured his mood. For some reason, these people seemed to put him on edge. As he walked past them he caught them whispering about people named Potters and their son Harry.

"Wait what?" Ruby asked.

"Did something happen to their relatives?" Yang asked.

Fear flooded through Mr. Dursley as he ran back up his office, told his secretary not to disturb him (very rudely I might add), and nearly dialed his home phone before changing his mind. What was he thinking trying to call his wife? Potter wasn't that uncommon of a last name, neither was Harry. Though now that he thought about it he didn't really know his nephew's name.

"Why does that not surprise me?" Yang said sarcastically.

"Agreed. These people are terrible." Weiss stated.

He decided not to worry his wife as he knew how upset she got when it came to her sister. Not that he blamed her.

Again Yang's eyes turned red but this time she didn't say anything.

Yet there were still those people in cloaks.

"What do cloaks have to do with anything?" Blake asked, rather annoyed.

"Maybe it's a culture thing." Weiss assumed.

"What?" Blake asked, tilting her head.

"That must be it! Mrs. Potter joined a different culture when she married Mr. Potter and now her sister resents her for it." Ruby figured.

"Kind of a stupid reason but it's all we've got to go on so far." Yang said.

Mr. Dursley's nervousness didn't go away so easily this time and when he left his building he got so shaken he accidentally ran into someone. He apologized.

"Oh wow, he actually knows that word." Blake scoffed.

But the smaller man didn't seem to care. On the contrary, he smiled a rather big smile and told Mr. Dursley not to worry as nothing could upset him this day for "You-Know-Who" is finally gone and that Muggles like Mr. Dursley should be out celebrating.

"Alright first off who is this 'You-Know-Who' guy and secondly what is a Muggle?" Weiss demanded.

"Well, I think a Muggle means someone who is easily fooled," Ruby answered. Weiss looked at her confused. "What? I know big words." Ruby said. "But I don't know who he would be talking about."

"The mystery deepens," Yang whispers.

Mr. Dursley (completely confused) quickly got to his car and drove home. He was hoping he was imagining things, which was a first because he never approved of such.

Ugh. He's starting to sound even worse than my father. Weiss thought. At least he indulges himself in fantasies every now and again. Granted those fantasies weren't great either, they were better than Dursley's.

When he got home the first thing he saw (which did not help him in the slightest) was the cat he saw this morning. It had the same square markings around his eyes so there was no mistake. Mr. Dursley tried to shoo it away but the cat didn't move an inch.

"Wow that is one stubborn cat," Yang said.

"Wonder if it's as smart as Zwei." Ruby pondered.

Mr. Dursley let himself inside trying to act normal. He still didn't want to say anything to his wife. The Mrs. had a rather normal day with the neighbors and Dudley learned a new word which was "Won't"

"Is that suppose to be a good thing or a bad thing?" Blake questioned.

"Well, he does have to learn it at some point," Weiss said. "Let's just hope he doesn't overuse it."

After Dudley had been put to bed Mr. Dursley decided to watch what was left of the evening news. Which talked of the owls that were mentioned this morning and how, instead of rain, shooting stars were flying across the sky. This freaked out Mr. Dursley even more as he connected these to the people in the cloaks and the whispers about his in-laws.

"What could all of this mean?" Yang asked.

Weiss thought about it for a moment. "Something must have happened in this other culture and these things could be some kind of omen. Like how some Grimm act right before something bad goes down."

"That one guy mentioned a 'You-Know-Who'." Ruby recalled.

"That's right!" Yang said. "He said that that person was gone. So these people are doing this as a way of spreading the message or something."

"That person must have been really awful for them to go out like this," Blake said.

Mrs. Dursley came in and her husband finally decided to ask her about her sister. Naturally, she said no, and when prompted, why Mr. Dursley mentioned all the weird stuff and how it might have to do with 'her crowd'.

"'Her crowd'? Seriously- he doesn't need to be this mean towards them." Blake huffed angrily.

"You're right, Blake, I'm liking these guys less and less," Yang replied.

"I hope we're almost done with these people so we can move on to this Harry guy," Ruby said.

Mr. Dursley asked about their son and confirmed that it was indeed named Harry.

"Something tells me you won't exactly be getting your wish, Ruby." Weiss groaned.

He then dropped the subject and the two went to bed. While Mrs. Dursley was in the restroom Mr. Dursley looked out his window to find the cat still there.

"Okay, there's more to this cat than meets the eye," Yang said.

"I'm starting to think it might not even be a cat." Blake figured.

"What? What else could it be?" Weiss asked. No one answered her.

Was this all just a coincidence? Could this have anything to do with the Potters? If word got out that they were related to a pair of...he couldn't stand the thought.

"A PAIR OF WHAT?" Team RWBY practically groaned.

As he fell asleep he finally figured that whatever was going on couldn't affect them. Of course, he was wrong.

"Ugh, and of course you have to be right, Weiss?" Ruby groaned.

Meanwhile, the cat outside still sat there unmoving. Even when a couple of disturbances would have made a human flinch let alone a cat. It was midnight when the cat finally did move. As a man had just appeared seemingly out of nowhere.

"This guy must be important if a cat of all things was waiting on him." Yang figured.

This man was described to be very old and was also dressed in robes along with glasses and a long crooked nose. The book introduced him as Albus Dumbledore.

"Looks like Ruby was right. They don't have the color tradition here." Weiss said.

"It is a better name then Dudley though," Ruby said.

Albus didn't seem to notice that he probably wouldn't be welcomed in a place like this.

"That or he doesn't care," Yang said.

He was busy rummaging his cloak until he spotted the cat at the corner. He smiled figuring he should have known.

"Wait so he does know the cat?" Blake asked.

"This story just gets weirder and weirder," Weiss said.

Finally, Albus pulled out what appeared to be a cigarette lighter. It must be something else though because when he clicked it the nearest street light went out.

"Woah what kind of device is that?" Weiss wondered.

"Something that would be very handy for thieving," Blake said worryingly.

"Please it's not like this guy's gonna rob anybody. Right?" Ruby asked. Yang just shrugged.

Twelve times he clicked the now dubbed Put-Outer before returning it to his pocket. By then the only source of light was the eyes of the cat. Albus walked over to where the cat was and sat down next to it. He didn't look at the cat but he did speak to it addressing her as Professor McGonagall and said it was fancy to see her here.

"Wait what?" Weiss asked.

"A cat being a professor?" Yang asked.

"Maybe that's their semblance- that they can turn into a cat! Wait, no...that letter said they don't have any semblances..." Ruby said.

As Albus turned to the cat he found the cat replaced with an older woman wearing square-shaped glasses (much like the markings on the cat) an emerald cloak and had her hair in a tight bun.

"Wow, already she's reminding me of Goodwitch," Yang said. [1]

She asked how he recognized her and he explained how he'd never seen a cat so stiff before. McGonagall points out that that's because she's been sitting against a brick wall all day. This confuses Dumbledore as he passed dozens of parties on the way over and was surprised that she hasn't celebrated yet.

This upsets McGonagall as everyone should be more careful. The Muggles have started to notice and they're not idiots.

"She's right. Even we'd know something would be going on." Blake said.

Dumbledore can't really blame them. It's been about eleven years since they've been able to celebrate something.

"ELEVEN YEARS!" Team RWBY shouted.

"That's awful. To think this You-Know-Who guy has been hurting people for that long." Ruby said, sad for all those people in that other world. Yang put an arm around her to give her a hug.

McGonagall agrees but believes people shouldn't act so carelessly as a result. Then wonders if he really has gone. Dumbledore thinks so and offers McGonagall a lemon drop which she refused. Trying to continue about You-Know-Who. Dumbledore then interrupts her by encouraging her to call him by his proper name which is Voldemort. McGonagall flinches at the name.

All of team RWBY gave the book another weird look.

"Voldemort?" Weiss questioned.

"What kind of stupid name is that?" Yang wondered.

"Who would ever name their kid that?" Ruby asked. "That's just begging your child to become a villain. And just saying that name freaks them out?"

"That just makes the person all the more powerful," Blake explained.

McGonagall isn't too surprised though as Dumbledore is the only one Voldemort was ever frightened of. Dumbledore takes the compliment humbly and McGonagall goes back to the matter at hand about what finally stops him. The narration going on to say that she didn't want to believe what everyone was saying until she heard it from Dumbledore himself.

"Wait why would there be any confusion to that?" Ruby asked. "Wouldn't he have finally been stopped by their government?" No one had an answer for her.

McGonagall went on about how Voldemort was said to have gone to a place called Godric's Hollow to find the Potters.

Team RWY leaned closer to Blake who was also leaning closer to the book. Anxious to know what happens next.

She continued in a shaking voice that James and Lily are now dead.

"What?" Yang asked.

"No!" Weiss cried out in disbelief

"That can't be!" Blake said.

Ruby didn't say anything. She just cried silent tears.

Dumbledore didn't say anything. Just bowed his head. That was enough for McGonagall who broke down in tears.

"But why?" Ruby whispered. "Why would he want to kill them?"

"I'm sure we're about to find out, Ruby." Yang said comforting her sister.

After a moment McGonagall then talked about how he tried to kill Harry.

"KILLING THE PARENTS WASN'T ENOUGH NOW HE HAD TO KILL A DEFENSELESS BABY!" Ruby screamed.

"WHAT KIND OF MONSTER IS HE?" Weiss demanded.

"You two you need to hear this next part!" Blake said as she read a little ahead.

Surprisingly though Voldemort was unable to kill the child. His powers somehow broke and vanished as a result.

"Wait powers?" Yang asked. "But didn't the letter say people don't have semblances in this world."

"Maybe its some other kind of superpowers." Ruby guessed. "I've read comics like that."

McGonagall then wondered how Harry could have possibly survived but Dumbledore said he hadn't the faintest idea. He then took out a confusing looking pocket watch and looked at it. It seemed to make some sense to him though because he put it away and remarked that Hagrid was late. He then asked if it was him who told McGonagall about Dumbledore being here.

She confirms it and asks why they are here. Dumbledore explains that he's taking Harry to the Dursley as they are his only family now. He has written them a letter explaining the situation.

"Is he crazy?!" Weiss asked.

"In the middle of the night?" Yang questioned.

"Pretty cliched if you ask me. The whole leaving a baby on the doorstep thing." Blake said.

"But the Dursleys hate their family. What if they just dump him off in an orphanage?" Ruby asked.

Or worse? Weiss couldn't help but wonder to herself. Knowing how her father was at the worst of times.

McGonagall was furious about this. Having watched them all day she knows how horrible they are. To have Harry live here with people who will never understand him while every child in their world will know his name.

Dumbledore explains that that is the point. Harry would be best growing up away from all the fame that has happened the night before until he is ready to understand it.

"I hate to say it but he has a point," Weiss said.

"Coming from you, Weiss, that's saying something." Yang joked.

"I'll have you know there are times my last name has given me nothing but trouble," Weiss remarked. The glare in her eyes prompted all of her teammates to drop the subject.

McGonagall then asks how Harry is getting here and Dumbledore explains that Hagrid is bringing him. McGonagall seems skeptical about this but Dumbledore would trust Hagrid with his life. Said man then showed up on what appeared to be a flying motorcycle.

"Flying?" Weiss questioned. "That seems rather advanced given what we've seen of this world so far."

Hagrid was described to be rather big. About twice the size of a normal human with bushy black hair and beard. In his arms was a bundle of blankets no doubt containing the baby Harry. Dumbledore greeted him and inquired about the motorcycle. Hagrid explained that Sirius Black lent it to him. He then handed the baby to Dumbledore.

The two professors looked at the tiny sleeping baby and saw a lighting bolt-shaped scar underneath his black hair. The result of what Voldemort tried to do to him. McGonagall wondered if something could be done about it but Dumbledore insists that scars can come in very handy. Like the one under his knee which made a very good map.

"Okay, I did not need to know that," Blake said.

Hagrid gave Harry a kiss goodbye and started to cry. Very loudly. Much to McGonagall's irritation.

"Aww, Hagrid I know how you feel," Ruby said, still shedding some tears.

McGonagall calmed him down and Dumbledore walked up to the Dursley's front door and gently set Harry down along with a letter for his aunt and uncle.

"Really can't imagine this going well," Weiss grumbled.

After a moment Dumbledore says that they should get going. Hagrid went back to the bike so he could return it to Sirius. Dumbledore walked back down the street and returned the lights back to the lamp posts. He could just barely see Harry on the doorstep as well as a tabby cat slinking around the corner. Just before he left he wished Harry luck.

"He's going to need all the luck he can get if he's going to be living with those guys," Yang said.

"He'll need more than luck if you ask me," Weiss said.

The night wore on as a breeze rustled some of the hedges. Little Harry rolled over in his sleep.

"Aww how cute!" Ruby gushed.

He just simply slept on. Not realizing he was special, or famous, or that his wake up call would be his aunt's piercing shriek as she found him while setting the milk bottles.

"Wake up the whole neighborhood while you're at it!" Yang yelled.

"Why is she setting out milk bottles?" Blake asked as she started to crave some. Everyone just shrugged their shoulders. [2]

The narration finished with the fact that at this moment hundreds of people all over the country were meeting up in secret and raised there glasses to Harry Potter. Now dubbed The Boy Who Lived.

"That's the first chapter," Blake said, turning the page.

"Quick get started on the next," Ruby said, returning to her bed.

"I need to know if poor little Harry is gonna be alright!" Weiss said.

Before Blake could start however their bedroom door was kicked open.

"What are you guys yelling about!?" Nora demanded as she, Ren, Jaune, and Pyrrha entered the room.

"Oh, we found this weird book and Blake was reading it to us," Ruby said. "It's about people with superpowers and an evil guy but then he got defeated by a baby. And the baby- Harry- got a lightning bolt scar from it! He's gonna be famous."

"Ooohhh, that sounds so cool," Jaune said starry-eyed.

"A lightning bolt-shaped scar? That is awesome." Nora reached over, dragging Ren in for a side hug. "Do you think-"

"No. You cannot get one." Nora pouted.

"Mind if we join you in the reading?" Pyrrha asked.

"I'd like to listen as well." Ren agreed.

"That would be awesome," Yang told them. "We're just about to start the second chapter."

Team JNPR made themselves comfortable. Ren and Nora sat by the wall in front of Blake's bed. Ruby went back to Yang's bed so Jaune and Pyrrha can share hers.

Blake cracked the book back open.

[1] First time I saw Goodwitch I immediately went "Oh hello McGonagall." Seriously Goodwitch could pass off as her daughter.

[2] Can anyone explain the milk delivery thing to me? I never understood it.

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