AN: Instead of doing two Christmas stories, I am going to do one, and it is going to be a crossover, of course, with Hannah Montana, and Wizards of Waverly Place. I hope that you enjoy this story, and Happy Holidays.

Chapter One: An Almost Perfect Opportunity

Michael Harris sat at his desk, working at his computer. Well, he was not really working, but he was just trying to unwind. His older brother was out at a meeting, and his stepsister Melody was out with friends. It was at times like this when he could get stuff done, or he can just relax on his own with out interference from his family or friends. He shut off his computer screen for a few moments, and just let his mind wander. With him leaning back in his chair for a brief moment, he leaned foreward and he took a rubber band that was laying idle on his desk, and wrapped his long blonde hair into a ponytail, and a smile His mind wandered to a certain blue eye brunette. That brunette in question was one Miley Stewart.

What happened was once he moved out here from Saint Louis, Missouri, he moved into a home that his brother Charles bought for them to live in earlier. Of course, Charles and Robby Ray were friends. Robby Ray then introduced them to his children, and that is where he met Miley for the first time. From the first time that he saw her, he knew that he wanted to be with her. Now, meeting her was easy. Getting Miley to be his boyfriend was an entirely different story. Michael really liked her, but the problem was that not only was he incredibly shy, he was her friend for such a long time, he wondered if his chance had already past long ago. These were the questions and facts that were bothering him for a very long time. Michael wondered what was it going to take to make what he wanted to come true for a really long time?

BING.

"Great, a SKYPE message." Michael stated, moaning about being knocked out of his daydream. He turned his monitor back on, and looked at the message. It came from a New York area code, and he knew from the tag, that it was his long time friend, David Falcone.

"David. How may I greet you today?" Michael asked.

"I sense that you are in a down mood." David stated.

"I am. What do you want?" Michael asked.

"Well, guess what I found out?" David said.

"What?" Michael asked him.

"Well, Hannah Montana is performing in Times Square in a Christmas celebration." David smiled.

"Again David, why are you telling me this?" Michael asked him.

"I am telling you this because maybe this can be your big chance to get with Miley." David said, a big smile on his face.

"David, please." Michael said, pinching the bridge of his nose.

"What? You know that you like her, so what is your problem? What are you waiting for?" David asked his friend.

"Rejection. Fear that she does not feel the same way about me as I do about her." Michael said sadly.

"Well, that is something that you are going to have to get over, because this might be your last chance to get the girl of your dreams." David said.

"Look, someone is at the door, can we pick this up later?" Michael asked.

"Alright man, think about what I have told you." David said.

"Fine." Michael said, shutting off the connection between them.

"Man, I hate it when David is right." Michael said.

David sat in front of his computer as Alex, his girlfriend sitting on his bed, watching as he was doing what he was doing. She slid off of his bed, and walked over to him.

"What is going on?" Alex asked.

"Ah, my lovely. The seeds have been planted, my dear Alex." David answered.

"What is going on?" Alex asked her boyfriend.

"Well, Hannah Montana, but Miley to us, is on her way out here for Christmas." David said. "Plus, I am willing to bet that if she comes, which she will, she will most likely bring Michael. Most likely because Robby Ray does not want to travel all alone, and Michael is someone that he can trust."

"So, you plan on getting them together when they are out here for Christmas, aren't you?" Alex asked him.

"Sure am, my lady." David smiled.

"You are really devious, you know that right?" Alex laughed.

"Which is why you love me." David smiled, kissing her.

Michael walked downstairs to his living room front door, and peered out the side of the window next to it. He saw a familiar brunette standing on his front porch, wearing a black t-shirt that fit snug on her, a pair of white shorts, and she had on some flip flops. Michael smiled as he saw Miley standing on his front porch. Michael opened the door, and stepped outside.

"Hey, Miley, can I help you with anything?" Michael asked her.

"I have a performance out in New York the week of Christmas, and my dad won't let me go unless someone he trusts goes with me. That person is you, of course." Miley said, nudging a piece of his porch with her heel.

"What are you asking me here?" Michael asked her. Miley playfully punched him in the arm, laughing.

"I want you to come to New York with me. I can't go otherwise." Miley said. "So, will you help me?"

The moment that she batted those eyelashes at him, Michael knew that he could not say no to her.

"Sure. Tell me when we are leaving." Michael smiled. Miley smiled, and gave him a hug.

"Thank you. You are going to have fun on this trip." Miley smiled, and went across the street to her home.

"Well, I have a feeling that this is going to be a fun trip. Either that, or I just might have to beat David senseless when I see him." Michael smiled.

AN: Well, the chapter is finished, and in the second one, Miley and Michael arrive in New York. What is going to happen? Wait and see!