Fic: [Negima, Dresden Files] The Substitute
Title: The Substitute
Series: Dresden Files meets Negima
Type: Crossover
Links: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5959964/2/
Chapter Two
After classes Harry Dresden found himself joining several teachers at a popular food stand run by the students called Chao Bao Z. "So let me get this straight," Harry said quietly, reaching out with his gloved left hand for his sake, "the reason your magic is different than mine is over philosophy?"
Gandolfini nodded, the darker skinned mage eating his own food as they talked. "We used to be one big happy magical family, more or less," he smiled.
Takamachi nodded, "From what I understand, there was a conflict over the destructiveness of magic on mortals thousands of years ago."
"Okay," Harry nodded as he ate a hot bun, surprised a bit on how good the beef filling was.
Toko Kuzunoha was drinking sake and munching happily, the tall swordswoman sitting across from Harry. She was quite good looking, with a model face and nice figure, but seemed to be focused on business. "One faction felt that combat magic was too dangerous and needed to be abandoned," she said, "another thought that was a bad idea."
"Lemme guess," Harry said dryly, "the White Council was the first group?"
"Pretty much," Gandolfini agreed, hiding a smile. "Most of the mages who disagreed went to the Magical World, but we maintained our schools here to keep a foothold."
Harry had another drink, once again surprised by how strong the sake was. 'Better go easy,' he reminded himself as he asked, "So the White Council tried banning violent magic and failed?"
"I don't think they realized that the vampire courts and others would seize the chance to move," Takamachi shrugged, "and at that point they had deliberately gotten rid of much of their combat magic. They rebuilt the knowledge because they had to, but that's why your magic and ours is so different."
Toko looked at Harry thoughtfully, "Have you considered studying our combat magics while you're here? I know the Council will disapprove but..."
Harry put his drink down as he asked them seriously, "You'd teach me, even with the bad blood between our groups?"
"We're all mages and we're all doing what we think is best to protect others," Gandolfini met his eyes seriously, "of course we will."
"Thanks," Harry grinned, "I think I'll take you up on that."
Later that evening Harry was walking back to the apartment building where he had a room, cherry blossoms falling along the road as his long leather duster fluttered around him, His blasting rod thumped against his side, concealed beneath his coat, but he wished he could have brought his staff along as well.
Harry had lived a hard life, in some ways, and that had left him with a certain... awareness of the world around him. He paused as he heard the rustling and stopped, looking around him warily as he shook his shield bracelet into place. Shifting his coat aside for easier access to his blasting rod he said calmly, "Come out, come out whoever you are."
There was a moment of silence then a familiar looking black haired woman emerged from the shadows of the trees, her hair tied in a ponytail, offside on her head. She carried a katana in one hand, sheathed thankfully.
"Setsuna...?" Harry recognized her as one of Negi's students, but he went completely blank on her last name.
"Sakurazaki," she supplied, bowing slightly. "My mentor, Miss Kuzunoha, asked me to keep an eye on you, teacher. My apologies, I did not intend for you to be aware of me."
"S'okay," Harry said as they set out once more. He kept his hands free as they walked, he wanted to trust the kid but he had had a few surprises from allies in the past. "You guys have trouble on campus very often?" he asked curiously.
"The campus is very well shielded, but occasionally things do get through," Setsuna answered calmly. "Certain teachers and students then get called in to help deal with it."
"Like you and Toko," Harry nodded.
"Precisely," Setsuna nodded.
Harry wondered a bit at the capability of these kids, but it was quite possible they were as good as some of the younger wardens he had trained. They walked on quietly to the apartment he was borrowing, the walkway lit by the moon and lamps.
"Sensei," Setsuna hesitated, "I was wondering... why do you wear one leather glove?"
Harry was tempted to quip he was a Michael Jackson fan, but he suspected the kid wouldn't get the reference. "A couple of years ago a enemy of mine spotted a weakness in my shields," he answered frankly, "and hit me with a improvised flamethrower. Charred my hand pretty good."
"Ooh," Setsuna visibly winced.
"It's healing," Harry shrugged, "and I've regained a lot of the function over the years. It'll be good as new eventually."
"Hmm," Setsuna nodded, looking at him with a odd degree of respect.
It happened as they reached a break in the lights between the building and the path, a perfect place to try a ambush. The Red Court vampire looked mostly human, but Harry recognized it instantly. As Setsuna got in front of him and drew her katana he thrust a fist over her shoulder, the one wearing the kinetic ring he wore.
Designed to absorb a tiny amount of energy as he moved his arm the ring was a powerful weapon, and Harry had charged it up pretty well over the past few hectic days. With a act of will I released that energy, slamming the vampire backwards and right into a tree.
"I thought the White Council didn't like combat magic," Setsuna said as they both charged the vampire.
"I get by," Harry smiled grimly.
The vampire shook off the blow and charged forward, but Setsuna was a whirlwind of strikes. Her sword flashed as she drove it back, even slicing a arm off the vamp and making it snarl in rage.
Harry looked for a opening, silently cursing how good the kid was. Her swordsmanship put most Wardens to shame, he might even match her up against Luccio herself. Finally seeing a gap Harry pointed his blasting rod as he yelled, "Fuego!"
The fire burst took the already weakened vampire by surprise, the flames spiraling up around him as he was consumed. Possibly unnecessarily Setsuna took it's head off, but it was better to be safe than sorry with vampires.
"You okay?" Harry asked after a moment, looking around warily to see if the vamp had backup
"Yes, sir," Setsuna answered firmly just as another vampire fell from the trees, headless.
"Stars and Stones!" Harry yelped, hopping backwards.
"Sorry, sensei," the tall girl with brown hair said as she dropped from the trees, hefting a very big ninja weapon, "he was sneaking up on you."
"Kaede, warn me next time," Setsuna sighed.
Kaede Nagase shrugged, her eyes half closed as she smiled. "Excuse me," she smiled and seemed to simply disappear into the darkness.
Harry blinked as he set fire to the other vampire, making sure it was dead. "Are there any normal students in this class?" he had to ask, thinking of the 'good' vampire, android, swordswoman and ninja he had already met.
"Not really," Setsuna admitted with a smile.
"Great," Harry sighed.
0o0o0o0o0o0o0o0
Konoka Kanoe came awake as usual, getting up and stretching. It felt odd not seeing Negi there, but the black haired girl felt comforted knowing he was probably fine. She went to Asuna's bunk and shook her shoulder, "Asuna, it's time to get up."
"Gimmie five minutes," Asuna groaned, "I was delivering papers this morning."
"Setsuna told me she talked to Harry-sensei last night," Konoka hid a smile, "I ask her to come over to talk about it this morning."
On hearing that Asuna sat up, blinking away the sleep as she asked, "Really?"
"Uh huh," Konoka smiled as she got breakfast ready for her, Asuna and Setsuna.
A few minutes later Setsuna knocked on the door, and on entering bowed slightly to Konoka, "Good morning, my lady."
"Don't get too formal," Konoka chided as she dished up food, "or I'll have to smooch you."
"Yes, Konoka," Setsuna blushed.
Eagerly Asuna asked, "You were out last night with Harry? Why?"
"Toko-sensei asked me to keep an eye on him," Setsuna said calmly as she ate. She seemed impressed as she said, "Did you know Mr. Dresden wears a glove to hide a combat injury?"
"Really?" Asuna's eyes widened.
"He was badly burned."
Konoka was rather amused by Asuna's almost idolization of the older man, and a bit surprised by Setsuna being impressed. Then again her girlfriend was a warrior, so it sort of made sense. "What happened last night?" she asked curiously.
"One of the red court vampires tried a attack," Setsuna said, "Harry blasted him away, I fought it with a sword then Harry set if afire."
"Nice," Asuna admitted. Her eyes got kind of dreamy, "It'll be nice having a older teacher who's tough and responsible."
"Asuna," Konoka sighed while Setsuna tried not to laugh.
To be continued...
Notes: The idea of there being a pacifist faction of wizards that founded the White Council is something I TOTALLY MADE UP. It is not in any way canon in Dresden Files. I tossed it in because Mahora and Harry have such different types of magic that to keep them in one universe I had to explain why. I won't use the idea too much, tho I am amused by the idea of Harry picking up some of this magic and going home with it...
Series: Dresden Files meets Negima
Type: Crossover
Links: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5959964/2/
Chapter Two
After classes Harry Dresden found himself joining several teachers at a popular food stand run by the students called Chao Bao Z. "So let me get this straight," Harry said quietly, reaching out with his gloved left hand for his sake, "the reason your magic is different than mine is over philosophy?"
Gandolfini nodded, the darker skinned mage eating his own food as they talked. "We used to be one big happy magical family, more or less," he smiled.
Takamachi nodded, "From what I understand, there was a conflict over the destructiveness of magic on mortals thousands of years ago."
"Okay," Harry nodded as he ate a hot bun, surprised a bit on how good the beef filling was.
Toko Kuzunoha was drinking sake and munching happily, the tall swordswoman sitting across from Harry. She was quite good looking, with a model face and nice figure, but seemed to be focused on business. "One faction felt that combat magic was too dangerous and needed to be abandoned," she said, "another thought that was a bad idea."
"Lemme guess," Harry said dryly, "the White Council was the first group?"
"Pretty much," Gandolfini agreed, hiding a smile. "Most of the mages who disagreed went to the Magical World, but we maintained our schools here to keep a foothold."
Harry had another drink, once again surprised by how strong the sake was. 'Better go easy,' he reminded himself as he asked, "So the White Council tried banning violent magic and failed?"
"I don't think they realized that the vampire courts and others would seize the chance to move," Takamachi shrugged, "and at that point they had deliberately gotten rid of much of their combat magic. They rebuilt the knowledge because they had to, but that's why your magic and ours is so different."
Toko looked at Harry thoughtfully, "Have you considered studying our combat magics while you're here? I know the Council will disapprove but..."
Harry put his drink down as he asked them seriously, "You'd teach me, even with the bad blood between our groups?"
"We're all mages and we're all doing what we think is best to protect others," Gandolfini met his eyes seriously, "of course we will."
"Thanks," Harry grinned, "I think I'll take you up on that."
Later that evening Harry was walking back to the apartment building where he had a room, cherry blossoms falling along the road as his long leather duster fluttered around him, His blasting rod thumped against his side, concealed beneath his coat, but he wished he could have brought his staff along as well.
Harry had lived a hard life, in some ways, and that had left him with a certain... awareness of the world around him. He paused as he heard the rustling and stopped, looking around him warily as he shook his shield bracelet into place. Shifting his coat aside for easier access to his blasting rod he said calmly, "Come out, come out whoever you are."
There was a moment of silence then a familiar looking black haired woman emerged from the shadows of the trees, her hair tied in a ponytail, offside on her head. She carried a katana in one hand, sheathed thankfully.
"Setsuna...?" Harry recognized her as one of Negi's students, but he went completely blank on her last name.
"Sakurazaki," she supplied, bowing slightly. "My mentor, Miss Kuzunoha, asked me to keep an eye on you, teacher. My apologies, I did not intend for you to be aware of me."
"S'okay," Harry said as they set out once more. He kept his hands free as they walked, he wanted to trust the kid but he had had a few surprises from allies in the past. "You guys have trouble on campus very often?" he asked curiously.
"The campus is very well shielded, but occasionally things do get through," Setsuna answered calmly. "Certain teachers and students then get called in to help deal with it."
"Like you and Toko," Harry nodded.
"Precisely," Setsuna nodded.
Harry wondered a bit at the capability of these kids, but it was quite possible they were as good as some of the younger wardens he had trained. They walked on quietly to the apartment he was borrowing, the walkway lit by the moon and lamps.
"Sensei," Setsuna hesitated, "I was wondering... why do you wear one leather glove?"
Harry was tempted to quip he was a Michael Jackson fan, but he suspected the kid wouldn't get the reference. "A couple of years ago a enemy of mine spotted a weakness in my shields," he answered frankly, "and hit me with a improvised flamethrower. Charred my hand pretty good."
"Ooh," Setsuna visibly winced.
"It's healing," Harry shrugged, "and I've regained a lot of the function over the years. It'll be good as new eventually."
"Hmm," Setsuna nodded, looking at him with a odd degree of respect.
It happened as they reached a break in the lights between the building and the path, a perfect place to try a ambush. The Red Court vampire looked mostly human, but Harry recognized it instantly. As Setsuna got in front of him and drew her katana he thrust a fist over her shoulder, the one wearing the kinetic ring he wore.
Designed to absorb a tiny amount of energy as he moved his arm the ring was a powerful weapon, and Harry had charged it up pretty well over the past few hectic days. With a act of will I released that energy, slamming the vampire backwards and right into a tree.
"I thought the White Council didn't like combat magic," Setsuna said as they both charged the vampire.
"I get by," Harry smiled grimly.
The vampire shook off the blow and charged forward, but Setsuna was a whirlwind of strikes. Her sword flashed as she drove it back, even slicing a arm off the vamp and making it snarl in rage.
Harry looked for a opening, silently cursing how good the kid was. Her swordsmanship put most Wardens to shame, he might even match her up against Luccio herself. Finally seeing a gap Harry pointed his blasting rod as he yelled, "Fuego!"
The fire burst took the already weakened vampire by surprise, the flames spiraling up around him as he was consumed. Possibly unnecessarily Setsuna took it's head off, but it was better to be safe than sorry with vampires.
"You okay?" Harry asked after a moment, looking around warily to see if the vamp had backup
"Yes, sir," Setsuna answered firmly just as another vampire fell from the trees, headless.
"Stars and Stones!" Harry yelped, hopping backwards.
"Sorry, sensei," the tall girl with brown hair said as she dropped from the trees, hefting a very big ninja weapon, "he was sneaking up on you."
"Kaede, warn me next time," Setsuna sighed.
Kaede Nagase shrugged, her eyes half closed as she smiled. "Excuse me," she smiled and seemed to simply disappear into the darkness.
Harry blinked as he set fire to the other vampire, making sure it was dead. "Are there any normal students in this class?" he had to ask, thinking of the 'good' vampire, android, swordswoman and ninja he had already met.
"Not really," Setsuna admitted with a smile.
"Great," Harry sighed.
0o0o0o0o0o0o0o0
Konoka Kanoe came awake as usual, getting up and stretching. It felt odd not seeing Negi there, but the black haired girl felt comforted knowing he was probably fine. She went to Asuna's bunk and shook her shoulder, "Asuna, it's time to get up."
"Gimmie five minutes," Asuna groaned, "I was delivering papers this morning."
"Setsuna told me she talked to Harry-sensei last night," Konoka hid a smile, "I ask her to come over to talk about it this morning."
On hearing that Asuna sat up, blinking away the sleep as she asked, "Really?"
"Uh huh," Konoka smiled as she got breakfast ready for her, Asuna and Setsuna.
A few minutes later Setsuna knocked on the door, and on entering bowed slightly to Konoka, "Good morning, my lady."
"Don't get too formal," Konoka chided as she dished up food, "or I'll have to smooch you."
"Yes, Konoka," Setsuna blushed.
Eagerly Asuna asked, "You were out last night with Harry? Why?"
"Toko-sensei asked me to keep an eye on him," Setsuna said calmly as she ate. She seemed impressed as she said, "Did you know Mr. Dresden wears a glove to hide a combat injury?"
"Really?" Asuna's eyes widened.
"He was badly burned."
Konoka was rather amused by Asuna's almost idolization of the older man, and a bit surprised by Setsuna being impressed. Then again her girlfriend was a warrior, so it sort of made sense. "What happened last night?" she asked curiously.
"One of the red court vampires tried a attack," Setsuna said, "Harry blasted him away, I fought it with a sword then Harry set if afire."
"Nice," Asuna admitted. Her eyes got kind of dreamy, "It'll be nice having a older teacher who's tough and responsible."
"Asuna," Konoka sighed while Setsuna tried not to laugh.
To be continued...
Notes: The idea of there being a pacifist faction of wizards that founded the White Council is something I TOTALLY MADE UP. It is not in any way canon in Dresden Files. I tossed it in because Mahora and Harry have such different types of magic that to keep them in one universe I had to explain why. I won't use the idea too much, tho I am amused by the idea of Harry picking up some of this magic and going home with it...