Kenshin/ harry potter x over

The boy with the cross shaped scar.

It was dark and quite, a cool wind blew through the long rope like branches of a willow tree, water trickled noisily through the fountain. Nothing stirred in the dark garden. Clouds raced across the sky, grey in the darkness, silently covering and uncovering the stars as they continued their journey across the dark sky.

A shoji door slide open and a man stepped through onto the wooden decking he feet made light thumping noises on the pale wood. At his belt were two swords a symbol of his class. He rubbed his brow tiredly and began to walk along the covered decking.

A shadow detached itself from the shadows moving silently across the gravel and up onto the decking. The man walked in silent contemplation until a sharp click disturbed his thoughts.

He turned quickly on his heal drawing the larger of the two swords at his belt as he did so. A boy stood there, one hand sat lightly on the hilt of the lone sword at his belt. He wore a dark blue gi and light grey hakuma. His hair was dark in the nights light but the man knew with chilling certainty that in the dawns glow it would be red, red as the blood this boy had had would spill. His eyes glowed an evil yellow by lantern light; no humanity seemed to dwell there.

"Hitokiri Battosai" the man whispered as if speaking the name of the evil one.

The boys head turned as if recognising the name giving the man a good view of the large cross shaped scar on his left cheek.

"Sakuma Bansai." The voice was young but cool. Chilling in a way that even experienced fighters would feel their skin crawl.

The man gulped eyes bugging out of his head "Hai"

For a moment the cold demonic yellow eyes seemed to fade to a soft violet, which were filled with sorrow. "Gomenasai."

The wind blew harder wiping the long branches of the willow tree into a frenzy. In the midst of this there was a sharp cry and a tearing noise before all was quite again except for the quite drip of some liquid onto a stone floor.

Harry jolted up right Ron lay snoring next to his for a moment he couldn't remember where he was before realising that he was at Grimwald place. Shaking slightly from the dream he slide out of bed and crept softly out of the room. It was late but there were lights still on downstairs he froze at the top of the landing as Mrs Weasley bustled over to the front door and opened it.

Dumbledore stepped in Mrs Weasley helped him take of his wet cloak. She hung it on the trolls feet hat stand before turning back the head master.

Dumbledore smiled at Mrs Weasley.

"Where is the child?" she asked softly her voice low to avoid waking anyone.

Dumbledore put his hand on the back of a boy that Harry hadn't noticed before. A tattered grey cloak covered him almost to the ground. With extreme reluctance the boy dropped the cloak from his head to rest around his shoulders. His long red hair was soaked and he looked up warily at Mrs Weasley.

She smiled down at him "what's your name then?" she asked

He blinked at her but said nothing.

Dumbledore sighed "he doesn't speak much Molly I afraid he's had a rather hard time of it."

Mrs Weasley looked at him sadly. "Oh" she murmured.

The boy looked up at her "watashi wa Himura Kenshin desu." His voice was quiet and rusty like dried grass.

Dumbledore smiled benignly down at the boy "He says his name is Himura Kenshin. I'm afraid that the apparition may have affected his ability to speak English it is his first time in the magic world after all."

Mrs Weasley nodded "Come on then" she said "I'll take you up stairs and put you to bed and then I'll get you some nice hot soup. You must be very cold."

Slowly Himura nodded.

Realising that they would be coming up stairs Harry ran softly across the landing and jumped into bed and pretended to sleep.

Presently Mrs Weasley entered followed by the boy. He stood dripping in the centre of the room. She handed a pair of Ron's pyjamas to him.

"You can use these" she said handing them to him before bustling out of the room.

For a moment the boy stood as if in shock before dropping the cloak. It fell to the floor with a wet thump. The boy shivered slightly. He wore strange cloths, a pair of white leggings that were unlike any trousers that harry had ever seen, they were very wide and almost skirt like in appearance. His top was more conventional, like a shirt with no buttons kind of like a dressing gown; it was dark blue in colour and tattered at the seams. The whole rather odd ensemble was held together with a cloth belt.

Slowly as if his bones were aching he undressed, harry closed his eyes for the boys privacy and opened them again when he heard Mrs Weasley re-enter the room. She held a tray with a bowl and some bread on it.

"Here you go dear" she said kindly "tomato soup don't worry about waking up Harry and Ron they can sleep through a thunder storm."

The boy looked up her "thank you Mrs Weasley- dono. It is very kind of you." His voice was still quite but somehow more confident now Dumbledore was gone.

"Such good manners" she said wistfully "now you eat that up and leave it on the bedside table. I'll collect it in the morning for you."

He gave a little bow "Hai I mean yes Mrs Weasley –dono."

Mrs Weasley looked around the room one last time before exiting the room. Harry opened his eyes to a slit. The boy was kneeling on the floor tray in front of him. He was eating very carefully every so often wincing as if he'd tasted something horrible. Harry felt sleep falling on him his eyes grew heavy and after a few minutes he fell asleep.

Okay just testing this one out tell me what you think

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry potter or Kenshin