My attempt at a Harry Potter/Scooby Doo Crossover. I haven't done a Scooby-Doo fanfic before, but I thought with all of their great adventures, they are bound to meet up sometime. I do not own any of these great characters, they are the property of J.K. Rowling and Hanna-Barbera Co. & Warner Bros.

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"Like, hey Scoob," Shaggy chomped down on a crispy fish wrapped in newspaper, "These fish and chips are pretty good!"

"Reah, Raggy!" Scooby swallowed half of Shaggy's chips before moving on to his large meat pie.

"Hey! That's mine!" Shaggy chuckled as he finished off the last bite of his fish.

"Rorry! Ree-hee-hee-hee-hee-hee." Scooby licked his jowls.

"Gee, gang. England seems really groovy!" Daphne smiled as she fluffed her newly purchased union jack silk scarf.

"I'll say," smiled Fred.

"Jinkies! I can't believe how many great museums there are here!" Velma was flipping through a London guidebook. "Hey, gang, we should go to Buckingham Palace! Or maybe the British Museum!"

"Whoa, there, Velma! Don't forget, we haven't had lunch yet," said Shaggy, "Scoob and I are, like, starving!"

"Shaggy, you just had fish and chips!" Daphne exclaimed, "You mean to tell me you're still hungry?"

"Like, always!" Grinned Shaggy.

"Ree-hee-hee-hee-hee-hee," laughed Scooby.

"Okay, gang!" Fred put his hands on his hips, "I think it's time we got to the Charing Cross train station."

A happy Velma put her guidebook back into her purse. "Let's go! I think I can get us there."

"Like, wait. I'm still hungry, aren't you, Scoob?" Shaggy was munching on a Scooby Snack. A collaborative sigh escaped from the three others. They strolled into a pub on the corner of the Charing Cross shopping area, called 'The Leaky Cauldron.' "Zoinkes, this place is kinda creepy," Shaggy and Scooby were shaking as they took seats at a wooden table, next to a large, hair covered man drinking a huge mug of lager. "L-l-l-like, hey, Scoob, are you creeped out by some of these people?"

"Reah, Raggy," Scooby had cautiously scooted closer to his best friend.

"Oh, guys. You two are scaredy cats!" Daphne giggled as she waived her hand for the bartender. "Five butter beers, please!"

"Ah, butterbeer," sighed the massively hairy man. "One of Harry's favorites." The huge man began wiping tears from his eyes, "He's growing up so fast."

"Jinkies, Mister, are you okay?" Velma consoled the large man by putting her tiny arm on his giant shoulder.

The man sucked in a large breath of air. "I'm so sorry, Miss. I just saw Harry Potter to the train for his sixth year." He pat Scooby roughly on the head, "You remind me of me own mutt, Fang,"

"Rang?" Asked Scooby. "Rikes!"

"Eh, a talking dog? Oi! I'm Rubeus Hagrid, by the way. Pleasure to meet you." He stuck out his hand for Velma.

"Velma Dinkley, and this is Scooby, Shaggy, Fred and Daphne. We're here to see my Uncle Cosmo at the British Museum. He says there's been some strange things happening here in London. We're part of a crime solving team called Mystery Inc."

"Like, hey, who's Harry Potter?" Shaggy asked.

"Reah, Rho's Rarry?" Scooby chimed in.

"Harry Potter? You mean you're here at the Leaky Cauldron and you've never heard of Harry Potter? The Boy-Who-Lived? The Chosen One?" Hagrid scratched his beard, "Well, you kids are getting a history lesson in Wizardry." Hagrid stood up and shocked them with his stunning height. "Follow me. Don't worry about your tab."

"Well, alright. Let's go gang." Freddy stood up confidently as Hagrid opened the door to Diagon Alley.

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A/N: This story will be progressing soon, hopefully. Please review or go to my LiveJournal and make suggestions/read more of my garbage. .com