Ugh, I'm starting another story, shoot me if you want to, I had to get this idea out of my way. So now this is three stories I juggling around now. (Damn plot bunnies.) And this is another crossover. God, it looks like the only thing I'm writing all the time is crossover. (Even Lost. It's a crossover between my manga and One Piece. The only non-crossover on this account is the story my friend is writing. It's really good but the writing style is different since it's a different person writing.)

This chapter might seem a bit slow but, here we go!

Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach or Harry Potter. They belong to their respective owners. This story was also written for entertainment purposes only and not for profit.

Rickety as the ride was, Ichigo was quickly lured to sleep as the scarlet train swayed and rode on. Children bound from room to room, merry laughter as the students talked with their friends. The compartment door slide open, waking Ichigo from his catnap. He glanced up, two timid children stood awkwardly in the doorway.

"The other compartments were full, so…um…can we sit here?" The red head stammered. Ichigo quickly noted the kid's bright red hair and the freckles splattering his face.

Ichigo smiled. Another Weasley, he was quite fond of the family, the twins were always able to amuse Ichigo. He nodded, "Go ahead Mr. Weasley. I'll help with trunks. My name is Ichigo."

The Weasley child's eyes widened, "How do you know my last name?" he stammered out.

Ichigo laughed, "You're brothers told me about you. And also your appearance."

He turned to the other boy. Amber eyes meeting the startling green ones, Ichigo stiffened. Just like Ulquiorra. He mentally shook his head, this was a different world. His original dimension was completely annihilated. Wait, stop thinking about this Ichigo reprimanded himself as he lifted the boy's trunks the overhead bins. Upon closer inspection, Ichigo saw a lightning-shaped scar, barely hidden by the rough, un-tidy jet black bangs. So this was Harry Potter. His eyes were also just like his feisty mother Ichigo also noted.

He smiled and watched the two talk.


Harry felt he was really starting to have a new friend. Dudley and the Dursleys made certain that he didn't have friends and it felt wonderful. He liked Ron, and Ichigo was also cool, he listen carefully as Ron excitedly told him more and more about the Wizarding world. He heard a lot from Hagrid, but Ron seemed to know more. Must be because he lived in a Wizard family. Ichigo also helped explain more to him.

"Anything off the cart, dears?"

Harry jumped up when he heard the lady. Bringing out his money bag, he quickly bought everything there. Bringing everything back into the compartment, Ichigo laughed at all the food and candy while Ron stared.

"Hungry, are you?"

"Starving," Harry answered as he dug into a pasty.

He saw the sandwiches and Ron disappointed face as he started eating. Corned beef wasn't that bad, Harry didn't mind eating it. He finally convinced Ron to share. They eat up all the candy while Ichigo watched them with a sad, amused look. Harry had to wonder about him, he looked like a sixteen-year-old but he didn't seem to mind being with some eleven-year-olds. Remembering how the teenager had stiffened when he saw Harry, he wondered what had gone through his head. He didn't dwell on the issue and went onto to look at the Chocolate Frogs.

"They're not really frogs, are they?" He wouldn't be surprised if they were.

Ichigo laughed, "No they're not. They used to make them so they were animated and moved like frogs though. I'm glad they stopped doing that. Feels very awkward trying to eat chocolate that fights back."

Harry felt glad they didn't move. He would not want to deal with eating squirming frogs. Just the thought itself was gross.

"Come on, open it up, what card it is. I'm missing Agrippa," Ron stated.

Card? "What?"

"Oh, of course, you wouldn't know – Chocolate Frogs have cards inside them, you know, to collect – famous witches and wizards. I've got about five hundred, but I haven't got Agrippa or Ptolemy."

Ichigo smirked, "I've got several Agrippa and Ptolemy cards. I can give you one or two."

Ron shook his head, "No I want to find one by myself."

"Suit yourself, I haven't seen a single frog with one of those cards for over a decade," Ichigo remarked as Harry unwrapped his Chocolate Frog and looked at the card. The man's face on it was old. He had a long, crooked nose, and flowing silver hair that looked quite long. A name read Albus Dumbledore was under the picture.

"So this is Dumbledore!" Harry exclaimed.

He watched Ichigo raise his eyes and Ron exclaimed, "Don't tell me you'd never heard of Dumbledore!" he calmed down a bit, "Can I have a frog?"

Harry passed him a Frog and read the card. It didn't seem to have anything he understood on it and returned to the front of the card. He was shocked when he registered that Dumbledore's face had disappeared.

"He's gone!"

"Well, you can't expect him to hang around all day," said Ron.

Ichigo nodded, "He'll be back soon though. He's probably just going around some other pictures and seeing if there is anything else that is interesting."

Harry saw Ron eyeing the pile of unwrapped Frogs, "Help yourself. But in, you know, the Muggle world, people just stay put in photos."

"Do they? What, they don't move at all?" Ron seemed amazed, "Weird!"

Ichigo nodded, "It's been awhile since I saw one of those. The pictures at Hogwarts are always moving around. Sometimes it really helps but other times-" He shuddered.

Harry soon got down to business with collecting cards. After finally exhausting the supply of Frogs, Harry opened a bag of Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans.

"You want to be careful with those," Ron warned Harry. "They mean it when they say every flavor. They have ordinary flavors, but you can get really disgusting ones too. George reckons he had a booger-flavored one once."

Laughing, Ichigo commented, "I remember that. His face was priceless. Fred and Lee were all laughing so hard. They also got rather nasty ones right flavors right afterwards."

Ron picked up a green bean, looked at it carefully, and bit into a corner.

He made a face, "Bleaaargh – see? Sprouts."

All three of them had a great time eating the Every Flavored Beams. He got toast, coconut, baked bean, strawberry, curry, grass, coffee, sardines, and even tried a funny gray one that Ron would not touch. Even Ichigo eyed it warily. Turned out it was pepper.

After downing several glasses of water that Ichigo had produced with a wave of his wand, Harry looked out of the window as they speed along the path. The neat fields were no longer there; the train had passed them long ago. Now the countryside was now wilder with each minute. Woods, twisting rivers, and dark hills stretched as far as he could see. The sun was also starting to dip down in the sky, shadows stretching longer and longer. Harry could tell that it was evening, soon to be night.

He really had to wonder where Hogwarts was located. Before he could ask Ichigo or Ron, a knock came from the door of their compartment.


Ichigo looked away from the window and turned his attention instead to a round-faced boy standing in the doorway. His expression was nervous and afraid. He opened his mouth and stammered, "Uh, sorry, but have you seen a toad at all?"

A toad? Must be his pet. Ichigo thought. But still, toad were out of fashion for a while. He wondered why this boy had a toad. Ichigo shook his head with the other two boys. The train was too packed with children for Ichigo to pin point a single frog's reiatsu from the mess everywhere.

The boy in the doorway wailed, "I've lost him! He keeps getting away from me!"

Ichigo made a quick note to learn the toad's reiatsu soon. It seemed that this kid would have lots of trouble with his pet when they got to Hogwarts.

Harry seemed to be trying to cheer him up, "He'll turn up."

The boy still seemed miserable when he left.

Ron didn't understand why he was bothered. He evidently didn't really want to have a toad if he was given one. Seemed he also had the same view with his rat that was currently sleeping on Ron's lap.

"He might have died and you wouldn't know the difference," he said disgusted, "I tried to turn him yellow yesterday to make him more interesting, but the spell didn't work. I'll show you look…"

Ichigo seemed surprised that he would try to turn his pet yellow. Seemed like an odd color for a rat to be. Then again that may have been the reason. He watched Ron go through his trunk, searching around before pulling out an old, battered wand. He wasn't kidding about it being a secondhand wand, it clearly showed all the wear and tear from years of use. Wood had been chipped off at several places and a white something peeked out at the end.

He muttered, "Unicorn hair's nearly poking out. Anyway –"

Raising an eye Ichigo looked closer at the hair peeping out. Didn't seem safe for the core of the wand to be showing, he had seem more accidents than he wanted with damaged wands. Ichigo glanced away from the wand to the compartment door that had interrupted Ron. The boy from a few moments ago was back but with a friend this time. The friend in question was a girl, already with her Hogwarts robes on. Only Ichigo also had his robes on and it was odd that she was already wearing them. Then again, the sun was setting and they were getting close to the castle…

"Has anyone seen a toad? Neville's lost one," she said. Her reiatsu had a quirky bossy feel to it, similar to that Evens girl from a few decades ago. He grimaced, also reminded him of Rukia. He didn't need to think about his old nakama, it would bring back horrible memories…

He returned his attention to the younger kids with him. The girl had sat down and Ron was starting what he claimed was a spell.

"Sunshine, daisies, butter mellow,

Turn this stupid, fat rat yellow."

Yeah, it sounded more like one of the twin's stupid jokes. In fact, he was certain it was. Nothing happened to the rat. It was stilled gray and happily asleep.

"Are you sure that's a real spell?" the girl inquired. She continued, "Well, it's not very good is it? I've tried a few simple spells just for practice and it's all worked for me. Nobody in my family's magic at all, it was ever such a surprise when I got my letter, but I was ever so pleased, of course, I mean, it's the very best school of witchcraft there is, I've heard – I've learned all our course books by heart, of course, I just hope it will be enough – I'm Hermione Granger, by the way, who are you?"

Ichigo blink. This girl was one fast talker and was definitely a Muggleborn. Sounded just like some of the Ravenclaw kids, this Hermione friend here.

Ron, taken aback by this new girl, muttered, "I'm Ron Weasley."

"Harry Potter."

"Ichigo Kurosaki."

Hermione seemed curious and blink at Ichigo. "Kurosaki? Oh! You must be Hogwart's –"

Ichigo flash stepped behind her, and shushed her, interrupting what she was going to say. He bent down and whispered to her, "You seem like a smart girl so I'm not surprised you've heard of me. Now let's keep this a surprise for the clueless boys here."

She nodded and Ichigo grinned, "Go talk with them, I'm going to ask when we'll get to the school."

Ichigo left and flash stepped away to the front of the train. He found the eldest Weasley son currently attending the school on patrol. Percy smiled when he saw Ichigo appear before him.

"Hello Mr. Kurosaki. Is there anything I could help you with?"

Ichigo nodded, "I was wondering when we will get to the school. The first years at my section are getting a bit antsy," he glanced at the glittering badge pinned to his robs, "And congratulations on getting to be a Perfect, I knew you could do it."

Percy grinned good-humoredly, "Thank you! And we should be there in about thirty minutes. If you ever have any trouble, just get a perfect!"

Ichigo smiled back and flash stepped away, leaving Percy to do his duties. He got back and saw that Neville and Hermione had left. Ichigo sank into a seat as Ron happily explained Quidditch to Harry. Relaxing, Ichigo listened to the conversation. He wondered if they could both get into a House team over the next seven years. Harry's father was outstanding at the game and several of Ron's siblings either was or are on the teams.

Once again, the door opened and Ichigo look up. He frowned at whom he saw.

So right now it's a bit like a rewrite of the Harry Potter story. But hopefully it get more interesting later. Ichigo's past will be slowly exposed as time goes on.

I plan to make the chapters in this story rather longer than in my other stories. This way I can be more occupied when I write.

Peace out and have fun! :D