Yay, it's crossover time! This was written cuz I wanted to mix together my two fave subjects in the writing world: Harry Potter and Bleach. I may not be able to update this one very often cuz I'm working on finishing My Not So Simple Love Life. In this story I am going to be using a few things from the story A New Life by darknessmolded, so no flames that I stole them, got it? I also changed how the academy looks.

ThAnKs! Caution: May contain yaoi!

Malfoy: Review! Or else. . .

Harry watched as the light left Cedric's eyes. He then ran to where the boy's immobile body now lay and knelt beside him. The emerald-eyed boy's head swiveled around to glare at the snake-like man that had just uttered the Killing Curse.

"You bastard!" the boy screamed and threw the Cruciatus(1) Curse at the laughing man. The curse missed the snake-like, white-masked man by a meer inch.

Voldemort only laughed harder and sneered at the 15-year-old, "Oh, I'm the bastard? Who was the one who let his friends get involved in your fight? You know, I think you're the bastard in this situation."

The raven-haired boy's eyes widened as he realized that was exactly what he had been doing. His friends could've gotten killed from all the dumb things they did.

Harry was shocked out of his thoughts by the man yelling at him to duel. He scrambled to his feet and clutched his wand in his right hand.

"Bow!" Voldemort spat at the boy.

The boy bowed slightly, never taking his eyes off the snake-like man. The man bowed and yelled the Killing Curse. Harry retaliated with an expelliarmus. Their spells made contact with each other; green and red coming together to create a brilliant gold connection. Voldemort's wand emit three snitch sized orbs, and Harry's one, into the air around the two. The three from Voldemort's decompacted to become the transparent figures of Harry's parents and Cedric. The one from Harry's was the form of a real girl in brilliant multicolored kimono. Her hair was waist length and snowy white, except for several different colored tendrils of hair. The colors were green, blue, red, yellow, gray, and black. And her eyes weren't a set color; they kept changing.

Her feet touched the ground to the right of Harry and she smiled while reaching for Harry's wrist. Harry gasped as her fingertips met his flesh, a strange memorie finvading his mind.

The memory was of twins; young boy and girl, both about six years old. The boy with jet black hair and the girl with snow white hair. The two smiled at each other, showing off their longer-and-sharper-than-normal K9 teeth. They were playing in their shared room quietly until a shrill whistle filled their young ears until it caused them to cry out in pain. The next moment, Harry's parents ran in the room and told the two children to take the floo to their uncle Remmy's house and tell him and Uncle Grim to keep them hidden. The two children's eyes filled with pain and fear as another piercing whistle sounded through the house, closer this time. The children stood and ran to the fireplace in the next room, their speed inhuman. The boy took a handful of floo powder and held his twin sister's hand. They felt the pleasant warmth lick their skin and they both stepped into their Uncles' living room fireplace. They yelled for their Uncles and heard them run down the stairs, through the kitchen, and skidded through the doorway. The two men looked very similar to Sirius and Remus. They quickly plopped on their bottoms in front of the little six-year-olds.

"What's wrong?" Uncle Remmy asked.

The little twins' eyes filled with tears as they told the two men what their parents told them to say.

"Are mommy and daddy going to be alright?" the girl asked, trying desperately to hold back her tears.

The two men looked to each other and said, "They'll be fine." The children knew they were lying, but didn't want to say anything. The two children claimed one of their uncles' laps and calmed down. A few minutes later, the two were fast asleep in the two mens' laps. They carefully, but quickly, stood and carried the twins to the room they always used when they stayed with their uncles, and laid them in their beds. They both took a long look at their niece's and nephew's peaceful and innocent faces and sighed. They then walked out of the room and shut the door silently behind them.

Harry stared at the girl, recognizing her as his sister, Yuki. He had so many questions for his long lost sister but her expression said, 'Not now.'

"Tomari, Yuki," whipered Lily. The twins looked up at their mother, understanding Tomari as Harry's pack name. "You both need to get out of here. Use the portkey, go back to Hogwarts to trnsfer out, and go to Ollivander's; Yuki, you need a wand and Tomari, you need a stronger wand. When you get there, get the new wands and tell Ollivander you need to go to an elemental school. He'll understand and know the right school for you, okay?"

The two nodded and got ready to run to the Triwizard Cup.

"Hey, Harry," Cedric called. Harry looked at the now deceased boy.

"Will you take my body back to my father?"

Harry nodded and turned his head back to Yuki, who nodded, showing she understood. She ran to the lifeless body and grabbed its hand, then looked back at her brother and nodded.

The three spirits quickly crowded around Voldemort and Harry ran to his sister, linking arms with her and summoning the Cup to them. They felt the familiar pull behind their navals and disappeared. Voldemort screamed profanities into to foggy, night air.

So what do you think? Should I keep writing?

(1). I don't know how to spell dis.