Where.. am I? (HPxMoana Crossover) (On Hold)

Celebration or ignorance?

A/n

Hey. So if y'all read the tags there's a shit ton of crap going to happen. Of course, this is a Disney x JK Rowling crossover. So the characters won't be swearing. The author notes are an exception.

The picture above is Harry's snake. It's a Saw-scaled Viper. It's on the top five of most venomous in the world.

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The hall burst in excitement. They were going on a magical field trip to the other side of the world! I mean, what would you expect from such a prestigious school? Sit around and do nothing but work? That's what every student was thinking at the moment. Well, all except one.

Harry Potter, the-boy-who-lived, the savior of the wizarding world and Golden Boy of Hogwarts, was staring at his food blankly. But his mind was like the rabbit's hole from 'Alice in Wonderland'. His thoughts were all over the place and so were his emotions. First, he thought of Cedric's death and felt torn. Cedric had been his crush since the tournament started. His stomach fluttered none stop when he was around and away from the brunette boy.

Then he thought of the Dursley's and felt relieved that he wasn't going back there. He didn't want to go back there and get a beating the moment he stepped into the house.

After that, he thought of the ignorance of the headmaster and he felt livid. Is he mad? After everything that has happened in the events of last year and the old, flat-butted goat was celebrating the win? Not choosing to at least mention the death of Cedric Diggory?

Then, there was the problem with Voldemort.. how was he supposed to feel? The fact that the reviving ritual for he-who-has-many-names didn't exactly go the way the Dark Lord had planned, didn't help a lot. He wasn't exactly scared of the Lord. He just didn't know how to feel and was so overwhelmed. Voldemort has risen, yes, but he's a bit.. how does one say this? Disfigured. Better than before the ritual but he still didn't have a full body and his magic was still weak. Some of his sanity was back, but only because all his Death Eaters were dead. The Potter boy had a magical outburst that was fatal to anyone in the near vicinity. That's why Severus wasn't there in Hogwarts Castle..

Severus.. now the boy was starting to tear up. He felt guilty for killing his only emotional outlet and be able to rant and scream at someone so he wouldn't destroy half the school with his magic if he started screaming at himself. He and the dungeon bat had grown quite attached, like father and son. Severus understood his emotions and both of them were allowed to scream at each other if stressed. Starting slight arguments every now and then. Severus also taught him how to brew potions better than his first and second year at Hogwarts.

And lastly he had thought of his friends. He was, at the least, disappointed in them. They were ignoring him. Even before the tournament started. They didn't greet him at the train. Not even giving him the stink eye.

He was brought out of his train of thought when he felt something soggy being put on his head. He reached up and grabbed it. He slowly lifted it from his head and looked at it. He was looking at a sock soaked in blood. He wasn't bothered until he felt something inside the sock. He hesitantly opened the sock and what he saw was probably one of his worse nightmares. He saw a snake's, his pet snake's, severed head. It was still bleeding and was looking straight at him. He loved his snake. It was his secret pet.. 'Who would-?'

Ron..

'He said he wouldn't..' Harry thought, trembling. 'He said he wouldn't kill Loki.. Why..?' His hands were trembling. He was trying his best to suppress his anger, his tears and his screams. He stood up and walked away from the laughing Griffindors.

The rest of hall was quiet. What were they witnessing? They saw how Harry stormed out of the hall. Why, though..?

It was only after the feast that a few Slitherins realised that Harry wasn't back. They asked one of the Griffindors why Harry had stormed off like that. They just said that he deserved it.

Deserved it? What did he do to make his house mates so mad at him?

Not even three minutes later, the entire Slitherin house was looking for Harry. The only reasons as to why they were looking for him, was because he had the perfect qualities of a Slitherin and considered him family. They knew he had nothing against them and that he loved snakes. He was also pretty cunning.. ok, ok, they actually had a list of reasons as to why they were looking for him, but they wouldn't admit it.

The house of snakes had split up to make it easier to find Harry. It didn't take long before the silver trio found Harry sitting on one of the Whomping Willow's branches. Draco called Harry's name from a far enough distance as to not anger the tree. Harry didn't move. He kept his head down as he stared at his dead pet snake, staring lifelessly back at him.

Draco was about to call Harry's name again, when he felt a hand on his shoulder. He looked back and saw Pansy shaking her head. "Let's give him some space, Drake. I don't think he wants to see anyone right now.." she said sadly. She had an idea of what was going on. Draco wanted to argue but knew better than to go against Pansy. When it comes to emotions from other people, you can expect her to give you the clear.

Draco nodded in understanding and the trio left. Blaise giving Harry one last glance before following the other two back to Hogwarts.