Prologue

Don't own Harry Potter or Pokemon

This fiction has been adopted from the charming fellow kgospod (thank a lots!)

Sooo... This has been adapted for my style of writing and I would like to give a warning Team Rocket his tad more OOC in here... Like more Lawful neutral than Lawful evil. Also don't be surprised if the timeline is a tiny bit jumbled, so your aid to rectify it is appreciated if some reader saw some major error in it

Enjoy~

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Harry wasn't having a good day, contrary to what other child lived for their birthday. Normal kids enjoyed their birthday, playing with friends, eating their favourite food and were gifted with present. But for some reason he couldn't even grasp he was not uncle and aunt were particularly nasty on his supposed special day. They painfully reminded him that he was an unwanted Freak, made him do chores all day and night, with little more than a glass of water and dry beard in his tummy. They took the time to insult his worthless parent at random interval, painting them like scum and poor individual, depressing him further. But the worst yet was just before he was confined in his cupboard, the newly turned 7 years old found himself gifted of his worst beating he ever received.

The young Potter whimpered piteously in the darkness of his personal hell, barely able to stay conscious in the pain he was enduring. It was near midnight something happened, something that changed the course of his future. He wished with all his heart to have friends, to become strong, to be out of this hell, to be Loved.

His wish to go away from this family and have an adventure and become important and more powerful so no one could hurt him made him hope. At midnight , crying still, he let loose a silent heartbreaking cry full of loneliness, of desperation for love , and somewhat with the aid his magic his cry was heard...

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In a majestic room full of brilliant ornament that seemed to twinkle like stars were two magnificent being of power. The large quadruped: Arceus, looked fondly at one of his daughter: Jirachi has she giggled at the last prank she pulled on the Legendary of heart Mew.

Only to stop abruptly and tilt her head as if she listened something only she could hear. Before the god of pokemon could question his daughter, she jerked back and started floating to be at eye level with her father frowning heavily.

"What bothering you so, my little star?" questioned softly Arceus, as he regarded his precious wishing star, he was throw off by her expressions that crossed her face: Sadness, heartbreak, outrage and a fiery determination. Meeting her father gaze head on, Jirachi spoke of the cry of help she heard, of the heart wrenching sensation she lived at the image her power shower her, of the wish of Harry Potter.

The god of pokemon stood silent, thinking over her daughter decision and for what seemed an eternity he nodded his accord. Jirachi beamed at her father and teleported away she had a wish to realize.

Her first Inter-dimensional one to!

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Losing conscious Harry never saw the sheet of light that embraced his soul taking him away of the Dursley, of his very dimension. Leaving behind a little leech that had latched on his soul since the night he becomes orphan. The mangled monstrosity screeched before dissolving in ash at the same time the body of the child departed in multiple little lights.

"Sleep little one, your wish had been granted, live with the grand wonder of the pokemon at your side, your adventure start now."

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Pokemon World

In Viridian City, Madam Boss rubbed her temple in frustration. Despite the recent debut of the organisation, Team Rocket was already giving her ages lines. The worst was the paperwork, just thinking about it made her want to cry in frustration. Sighing harshly, Madame stood up and exited her office, she needed fresh air and to distance herself from the foul workload she had to put up all week. Nodding in acknowledgment at the passing scientist and saluting agents, she made her way to the garden of the base. Exiting the building Madame took a deep breath, and unconsciously relaxed for the first time of the day. Taking out a pokeball Madame released her most trusted companion to enjoy her walk it her.

"Come forth Ninetails!" Madame called out, happy to see her oldest friend. Gently, she caressed the head of the fox in greeting who purred in satisfaction to be out and about.

Now in company of her fire pokemon, Madame took a leisured pace around the garden enjoying her time out of the office. Softly talking to her partners of the up and down of her day. Just as she was about to return to her paperwork, the wind picked up and a pressure heighted on her made her pause in her wake. Calling strongly an order she recalled her Ninetails at her side in case of battle.

She was more than surprised when she thought was a vortex made of psychic power appeared in front of her and her growling pokemon. She gasped when the vortex disappeared almost as fast it appeared, leaving behind a black haired boy full of injury. She ran over to him and saw that he was unconscious. She called for the nurse of Team Rocket via her cell phone in a sense of urgency. She helplessly as her Ninetails tried to draw a sign of life from the child. He was so small and fragile like...

It was only four days later that the mysterious child finally woke up. To the immense relief of Madam Boss who developed quite the attachment to the boy during his impromptu stay, taking care of him alongside of the nurse, singing lullaby when tremor of nightmare took hold of him, like...

Like a mother should.

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Harry woke up more than confused of his surrounding and far more comfortable he could remember ever being. Before he could properly freak out, he noted the beautiful Red headed woman next to him, her stunning blue eyes checked over him with a concerned gaze. Something that was foreign to him, but in the unknown situation he was in, he made himself small as possible.

Madame observes her cowering guest in grim knowing gaze. This child was abused and suffered of grave aftermath reactions, already guessing it from the belt like mark on his back. He was apparently a rare case of abuse of the multiple regions, for their society treated their children like gem they were, but some just were unlucky to be raised with dark individual. Seeing the distrusting child beaked her heart but at the same time steeled her decisions.

"Hello little one, you have no need to be afraid you are safe and no longuer whit your torturer. My Name Is Madame Boss but one day I would like that you call me Mother"

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This hopeful demand was hesitantly accepted two week after the child awoke cautiously opened up to his caretaker, Harry become Giovanni. ( Only after he confessed his theory to be from another world to Madame, after a long heart to heart moment they agreed to keep it a secret between them). For the other occupant of the manor it was like they walked on egg around, unsure to act but clearly seeking one other. It was super cute in their opinion. But they restrained their comment; the last one to tease Madame was still on cleaning duty of the training room for battle ready Muks. As time passed the bond of the newly baptised Giovanni and his strict but loving Mother continued to grow stronger. The little guy had Madame around his little finger after only two months, not that the rest of the employed on the manor was any different.

On his ten birthdays he received his first Pokemon, a female Meowth that refused to be named. It was then they devoured his talent in raising Pokemon for battle, a inane comprehension of their speech and love for his companion that he defended just as fiercely that they did for him. On his twelve birthdays he started his education of heir of Team Rocket, at the same time he built his Pokemon force, raising them himself for his others ambition to be Gym Leader in Kanto, but he was still unsure what type he wished to specialize. It was after a little mishap that made him lost in a cavern and capture a Diglett that he was decided. He realized his forte was in teaching Ground type, but he still raised his non-specialized Pokemon for diversity. At seventeen, he grows to be a force to be reckoned and battled all the gym of Kanto, surpassing their challenge making his Mama proud. On his nineteen years he founded his Ground Gym after the Normal one closed for lack of trainer. He was certified Gym leader the very same years. Above all his achievement he loved his Mothers and Pokemons.

But Gionvanni received his first blow to his perfect new life on his 22 years, his mother was ill and fading fast. Madam was touched with a lung cancer and was too late for treatment, what she thought was a bad cough and endured for months was the cancer spreading at fast rate. One month before Giovanni next birthdays, Madame Boss passed in Yveltal embrace, leaving the organisation to her sole son with instruction to not waste away and to shake the world in his ambitions.

After six month of grieving he took his place at the head of Team Rocket and installed a better hierarchy creating an Elite who he could trust to get the job done, giving him the time to mask their busyness being Gym leader. The first to join the Elite was Archer, a formidable agent, formal to a point, dry humour and a tad arrogant. He took his place has Right Hand and defended his position with talent and serious skill. The second to join was a young man named Proton, he was a serious little thing on mission but outside of it he was a charming person full of life. He took his place as Chef of the Field Agents, commending respect with his professionalism. The third to join the Elite was Arianna, a confident woman with a strong sarcasm and possessing a sadist mind mile wide. She took in charge the Research Department, ruling it with an iron fist. The last to actually join was Petrel, a somewhat lazy man with brilliant observatory of the world around him and a strange fascination for costume. He took the post of Spymaster, gathering mass of info for the organisation. They took great pride of their position and were extremely loyal to Giovanni for he was the one to give them something to fight for.

Team Rocket was built for a better life for Pokemon and human alike their purpose was to do what the other could not and bring order with a touch of chaos. They were an independent organisation that took mission to restrain dark individual and corrupt system. The Pokemon world was not that clean like the population would like to think, they had a much shadier side they chose to ignore, for that, they took control of it wishing to spare innocent.

Above all they were fighting for a better world!

(In another universe the whole lot of Team Rocket were easily corrupted with power and money, felt like someone spit on their tombs)

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At Hogwarts Past

When Jirachi removed Harry from this world, it sent some alarms in a certain castle. Not just any castle but the most magical, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster was wondering how this year's would bring forth, he was having problem fighting for the abort of a new law that has been presented in front of the Wizengamot, some sort ridicules restrictions on magical creature. Just has he was about to take a lemon drop laced with calming draught, some of his trinkets explode in a surge of magic. Hurrying at the table he saw only one that was still working and that one was monitoring Harry Potter's health. He panicked because that meant only one thing that the Blood Wards were down and Harry was missing.

He sent off several urgent owls to reunite main member of the Order of the Phoenix for the first time in six years. When everyone arrived he said four words that sent everyone in frenzy, "Harry Potter is missing." The sole one that was not worrying one the savior was Snape. He was sneering the entire time thinking the brat left his spoiled home because they didn't give him to his demand of something. He didn't want to go to Potter's house to see where he lived but he didn't have any choice by the look of Minerva was giving him.

When the the older member of the Order arrived at Privet Drive and confronted the aunt and uncle, for response. They were furious at what they discovered. Even Dumbledore's twinkle disappeared. They completely discarded the letter that he gave them. They were suppose to treat him like family but instead treated him like a house elf maybe even worse. After a good dose of yelling at both the Dursleys and scolding at Albus, everyone left to search for Harry.

They never gave up hope, they looked everywhere in London and England even contacted all around Europe but, couldn't find him. The Prophet had a field day when on the first of September On the years he was supposed at attend Hogwarts Harry Potter was absent.

What they didn't know was when he finally appeared in his fourth year he would be completely different and older than what he is supposed to be.

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Please review!

Sugestion for the paring ? Het or Yaoi Or maybe the two at the same time!? take heed Harry / Giovanni will be 23 Sooo What it will be ?

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