Heeeey guys! This is a new fanfic I've been working on! Bleach/Harry Potter, because all the ones that I found are unfinished... So I'm writing my own.

Also, I want to stick to the original book script for at least the first few chapters, just to get the flow going. Then maybe the rest will be COMPLETELY of my own workings! ('cept the characters...)

This story takes place in the Arrancar arc of Bleach and the 6th book of Harry Potter. ANNND Sorry if Rukia is OOC... ehe... and SPOILERS.

Italics are thoughts! Also English translations.||| Death God = Shinigami (if I switch between using the two, then its accidental! Sorry ^_^)

It was a quiet, uneventful night on Number Four Privet Drive. Harry Potter was sitting in bed. Tonight was the night that Dumbledore would be coming to take him. He still partly blames himself for his godfather's death; but there were many other people to blame: Kreacher, for lying to him about Sirius; Bellatrix, for ordering him to lie; and Voldemort, for setting him up in the fist place.

Suddenly interrupting his thoughts, a deep roar came from outside. He bolts upright in his bed and looked out his window. There was nothing out there. The roar comes again, this time seeming closer. The black-haired boy gets up and heads towards the window. His eyes widen.

Outside was a huge monster, about the size of the house that he lived in with the Dursleys. It was covered in oily black fur from top to bottom, with a gaping hole on its chest. On its face there was a great white mask that looked like it was made out of a bone-like substance, with swirling horns on either side of it.

"What the-?" Harry instinctively pulled out his wand. He wasn't allowed to use magic during the summer yet, but this was important. Could this be a monster sent by Voldemort? He opens his window and jumps out, (no point in alerting the Dursleys by going through the front door.)

As he climbs down the wall of the house (with the help of the window ledges,) the monster turns its head towards him. He jumps down and points his wand at it. Its eyes widened.

"You can see me?" it asks him in a horrible voice. It sounded like two voices overlapping each other. Horribly contrasting voices that made your head hurt. "Hmm... You have a high reiatsu rate. You might be tasty..." it shifts its stance so that it is facing Harry, and eyes him hungrily.

Great... Of all the near death experiences I've ever gone through, am I gonna die by being eaten? How cliché.

Before Harry could think to wonder where the hell he had learned to use that word, the monster thing attacks him. It jumps at him with the intent to dine, and the wizard raises his wand to retaliate. But before he could get any spell to pass his lips, there was an explosion of red light and the creature was sent backwards, hitting a light post and bending it.

"Harry, put your wand away, you aren't allowed to use it until the school year begins," says the familiar voice of an old man. Dumbledore stood, facing the creature with his wand pointing towards it.

"Professor! What is that thing?" Harry asks, running to his side. He keeps his wand clutched tightly in his hand just in case.

"I don't know; I've never seen anything like it before," the old man replies. This was new; something that the wise headmaster didn't have an explanation for. The monster gets up again, seemingly unharmed.

"That was a powerful attack; you have some nice reiatsu too. Looks like I'm going to leave with a full stomach," the creature says, slowly approaching.

"Might I ask what reiatsu is?" asks Dumbledore casually, as if they were having a calm conversation in a café.

"Reiatsu?" the thing lets out a bark of laughter. "Reiatsu is spirit energy. Most humans don't have much, and they taste like dry pieces of bread. The more reiatsu, the greater the taste." It sounds as if the monster was smiling, even though its mouth was hidden beneath its mask.

"Professor, the mask it's wearing reminds me of a Death Eater mask. Could it be related?" Harry whispers to the headmaster.

"Perhaps, Harry, perhaps..."

"What are you two blabbering about? Be quiet so I can eat you in peace!" the creature leaps at them and the white-haired old man raises his wand to defend them. But before he has time to strike, a flash of metal glints in between them and the monster, and the sound of something being sliced is heard.

When they look again at the monster, there is a slice in his shoulder.

"RaAaAaAaAaAaAaAaAaAaAaAaAaAaAaWR!!!" the monster roars in agony.

"Darn, I missed!" says a woman's voice. Harry turned towards it and sees a girl (probably a short woman) with hair as darkly coloured as his, dressed in black clothes (Japanese-style Harry thinks they are,) with a sword in hand.

Harry stares at her, and her eyes shift from the monster to look at him. Harry sees her anger (at the monster) disappear and get replaced by surprise. She opens her mouth to say something, but before she can, a giant claw swipes at her.

Harry sees a blur and she's gone. She reappears next to him.

"What great luck! Two humans with high reiatsu and now a Death God!" he laughs, despite the great gash on his shoulder. The woman ignores him and raises her left arm, (her sword is in her right hand,) and points her index and middle finger at the creature.

"Hadou 31 – Shakkahou!" she yells the foreign incantations and a burst of red fire flies through her fingers at the beast. (Blast Arts 31 – Red Flame Gun!)

"Was that... magic?" Harry asks unconsciously. The black-haired woman doesn't reply, and instead jumps towards the incapacitated beast and in one swipe, swings her sword upwards and slices its mask in half. The monster roars furiously and then dissolves into sparkling particles that disappear into the air.

The woman lands without a sound and sheaths her sword. She turns around to face them. Harry feels the need to ask something, but doesn't know where to start. Dumbledore saves him by, instead, clapping.

"That was wonderful! Your swordsmanship is great! And what a great blast of energy; was that magic?" he congratulates excitedly.

"Thanks..." she replies awkwardly. "I don't quite understand what you mean by magic.... That was Kidou; The Demon Arts."

"It wasn't in English, was it? What language was it in?" he asks, not awkward at all.

"Japanese." She translates, "Blast arts 31, red flame gun."

"Care to explain for us?" he asks, a smile on his lips and in his eyes. As usual, he could work his way through a conversation so casually, that people automatically warm up to him. He reminds me of Head Captain Yamamoto... was what was going through the woman's mind at the moment.

"Explain? Explain what?"

"What that creature was, for instance?" he continues.

"That was a hollow," she replies automatically. "A spirit that had regrets and didn't move on, and over time, lost its heart and became a monster. It attacks humans and other spirits to eat them."

Harry didn't know spirits could do that. He assumes that spirits would be different from ghosts. But something annoys him. That thing was probably once a human.

"So you kill them?" he asks, unable to keep the accusation from his voice. The woman turns from the old-man to look at him.

"No. My sword cleanses their soul of the sins they commit while they are hollow, and sends them to Soul Society," she explains.

"Soul Society?" questions the Professor.

"That's the place where all good souls go when they die. Heaven, I think you would call it."

"And who are you?" the old professor continues to interrogate her.

"I am a Death God," the black clad woman announces. Harry flinches. Death god... sounds a lot like a Death Eater...

"May I ask what a Death God may be?"

"Death Gods are the souls responsible for sending other human souls to Soul Society and cleansing the souls of Hollows," she explains. Harry looks confused. What was all this stuff she was telling them? How come they never learned about these things at school?

"Would it be asking too much if I asked your name?" he smiles and there is a sparkle in his eye.

"Ah!" she looks flustered, "N-not at all! My apologies for being so rude! I am Kuchiki Rukia! N-no, I mean, Rukia Kuchiki!" she bows to them respectively.

"Well, it is nice to meat you Ms. Kuchiki. I am Professor Albus Dumbledore." They both look to Harry expectantly.

"Harry Potter," he says, just realizing how dry his mouth had suddenly become. Dumbledore turns back to Rukia to interrogate her further probably, when the door to Number Four Privet Drive swings open suddenly.

"What's all this! Who's causing all this ruckus!?" Harry's uncle Vernon comes out fuming. They turn to look at him. "You! I should have known; you're always causing problems for everyone. And who's this? One of them?"

"Hello, Mr. Dursley. I've come to take Harry with me," Dumbledore smiles at the angry man.

"What? Well then, come in..." he says grudgingly, but happy that the boy would be leaving. Dumbledore takes the invitation and walks in, nodding slightly in Rukia's direction. Harry turns to look at her.

"What are you staring at boy!? Hurry up!" his uncle's voice came at him. Rukia smiles at him and disappears.

OOO

Dumbledore had informed him of Sirius' will and his inheritance. He now had the huge black mansion in his ownership; and, boy were the Dursleys upset about it. Then the professor had taken him to see a man name Slughorn. Supposedly he was an old friend that he wanted to recruit as a teacher; probably as the new DADA teacher. Then, later, he had dropped him off at the Burrow, where he would spend the rest of his summer.

Once there, he had greeted Mrs and Mr Weasley (and the rest of the family) and then gone to his room that he would share with Ron. Incidentally, Hermione was also staying over for the rest of the summer, (rooming with Ginny,) and the first thing Harry had told them was about the monster in Privet Drive.

"Harry, what did that woman call it? A hollow?" Hermione asks once he's done explaining.

"Yeah, she said it was a spirit that didn't move on and eventually lost its heart," he repeats.

"Do spirits just do that? Lose their heart if they spend too much time in the living world?" Ron asks, munching on some chips.

"I don't think that's it... They probably couldn't move on because something was holding them back. Anger maybe, jealousy? That must have ate away at their heart; literally," Hermione theorizes.

"But then what about the ghosts at our school; Are they like the spirits?" Ron scrunches his brow confusedly. "How come their hearts aren't being eaten away?" Hermione opens her mouth to say something intelligent, but Harry cuts her off.

"I think they're different; ghosts and spirits. Nearly Headless Nick explained it to me at the end of last year. He said ghosts are the wizards who are too afraid of death, and so they remain in the living world forever, even after death. Spirits are just the souls of the dead that wanders until they figure out where to go, I reckon." They all sat in silence for a few moments.

"But how come we've never heard of these things? Hollows and, what was it? Death Gods?" says Hermione.

"Maybe they don't want us to know about it; just like we don't want Muggles to know about wizards?" Ron suggests. Hermione and Harry nod.

OOO

"Rukia, how was it?" Ukitake asks once Rukia had returned to report.

"It was fine, the hollows were weak. But they were appearing in great numbers," she explains. "I also met these two people who could see me and the Hollow. They asked me something about magic..."

"Magic? They must be wizards then... Oh! No wonder there are so many Hollows appearing in Britain! That's the area that has the greatest wizard population in the world! They must be attracted to their reiatsu," the white-haired captain explains.

"...Wizards? Might I ask what they are? We didn't learn about them in the Death God Academy," Rukia questions.

"Wizards are humans who have great skill in using Kidou. They send their reiatsu through special sticks to make spells much like Hadou and Bakudou," the wise captain enlightens the younger Death God.

"What do you suggest we do?" Rukia asks, kneeling before the sick man.

"Perhaps sending a few officers wouldn't be bad. Would you like to go?" he asks the young woman.

"It would be an honour!" she exclaims, bowing to him happily. He smiles at her formality. He knows this will probably be more like a vacation to her than a work, so he decides to let her have some more fun while he was at it.

"I think we should also send a lieutenant, but since my squad is lacking one, I think you should take Abarai," he says, slowly making his way around his words. She smiles at him and he winks. "Go along now! And take whoever you like!" he smiles.

I'm lucky to have such a great captain... Rukia thinks as she leaves to tell Renji.

OOO

After getting Renji, he and Rukia head to the living world to get some more people.

"Ichigo!" Rukia shouts his name as she sees him walking with Orihime.

"Ah! Kuchiki-san! How are you?" the red headed girl chirps excitedly.

"I have a mission for you two if you are interested," she says.

"A mission? Is it related to Aizen?" Ichigo asks.

"No, but there has been a great increase in the number of Hollows in... Britain," Renji explains, hesitating at Britain, because he knew what was coming.

"Britain!? You want us to go to Britain for a couple of Hollows! Are you friggin kidding me!?" Ichigo began his banter.

"Come on! It'll be more exciting then sitting here and doing nothing!" Rukia shouted back. "Besides, if Hollows are regrouping there, it's only a matter of time before an Arrancar shows up!" That got to him. He fell silent.

"What about Karakura town? Who'll protect it while we're gone?" Ichigo asks.

"Urahara is still here," Renji suggests.

"And the Vaizard too!" Orihime claps her hands together.

"The Vaizard?" the two official Death Gods ask.

"We'll tell you later," Ichigo says. "Chad and Ishida are probably not coming. Chad went to Mexico or something for the summer, and Ishida I haven't seen for a while..."

"Ichigo! Orihime!" a woman's voice calls to them.

"Ah! Tatsuki-chan! Good morning! I'm sorry Tatsuki-chan, I have to leave again. It's umm... because..." Orihime begins to stutter.

"Related to Death Gods?" Tatsuki asks smiling. Everyone looks at her dumbfounded. "We suspected something was up so we followed you to that weird guy's shop and he explained everything," she explains.

"Weird guy?" Orihime asks.

"We?" Ichigo asks.

"Urahara was it? Yeah... he's weird... and it was me Asano and Kojima," Tatsuki answers.

"Eh? Keigo and Mizuiro!?" Ichigo shouts, not believing his ears. Tatsuki ignores him and looks around to see Rukia and Renji.

"It's good to see you Kuchiki. Nice to meet you," she turns first to Rukia and then to Renji.

"Ah... Hey, Arisawa-san," Rukia replies for lack of anything else to say. Renji nods to her, as surprised as the rest are.

"Well, if you're going to leave then it's probably for something important. See ya!" she waves to them and walks off, after high fiving Orihime for no reason, (its a friend thing...)

So they all left for Britain, (it was much faster through Soul Society than it would be by plane.)

YAY! So there's chapter 1! WOOT! I hope you enjoyed. Sorry if the part with Tatsuki was really random. I just wanted them to know that their friends knew. Yeah...

If you have any suggestions or anything that you would like to see happen in the rest of the story, send me a comment, and I'll see what I can do!

THANKS! ~Me