4 Classes in 1 || Naruto x Harry Potter

PROLOGUE - Letters

Hello! This is my first time writing for Naruto in a while, and my first time ever writing Harry Potter. I appreciate constructive criticism, feedback, and suggestions. Please note: This book takes place after the war in the Naruto universe, and during Order of the Phoenix in the HP universe.

CWs/TWs for this book:
Graphic depictions of violence, death, injury, etc. Vulgar language. Illegal activities. (Underage) Use of illegal substances.

Without further ado, let's begin!
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- 3RD PERSON POV -

Kakashi squinted his eyes at the light from the sun, which grew increasingly brighter every second that he tried to collect his thoughts. He brought his index fingers to his temple, rubbing gently in a desperate attempt to alleviate his terribly growing migraine.

"Shikamaru?" The Hokage called out wearily.

The Naara was leaning against the wall of the Hokage's office, arms crossed as he watched Kakashi suffer at his stressful duties as a leader. He stifled an amused chuckle and stepped closer to the older's desk. He spoke in his usual, lazy tone.

"Yes, Lord 6th?"

The room was silent for a moment after Shikamaru spoke. It appeared that Kakashi was at some sort of loss for words, shaking his head as he stared down at the letter in front of him.

"...Lord 6th?"

With this, Kakashi snapped out of his daze. He blinked for a moment before speaking, "You don't have to call me that..." He looked away from the letter and made eye contact with his assistant, "Do you know of any jutsu that can be used for language translation?"

With a click of the tongue, Shikamaru looked up at the ceiling in thought. He bit the inside of his cheek for a moment, before looking back down at Kakashi, "I don't know of any myself, but... I think Naruto might."

"Naruto?" The Hokage inquired, intrigue in his eyes, "Why would he know a translation jutsu?"

The clan heir shrugged lightly, "I could've sworn I've heard him brag about it once," He hesitated before speaking again, "What do you need a translation jutsu for, anyways?"

Kakashi only handed him the letter that had been causing him such a terrible headache.

It only took Shikamaru a quick glance at the paper to see the issue. It was definitely not Japanese. He studied the letters for a moment, observing their structure before handing the letter back to his superior.

"A Latin language," Kakashi supplied.

Shikamaru nodded, "Looks like either English or French to me."

"You wouldn't happen to speak any of those, right?"

The assistant scoffed, "You wish."

Kakashi nodded, "That, I do," with a sigh, he took one last glance at the letter, "Very well, then. Go fetch Naruto for me, then. Hopefully this isn't a wast of time."

Shikamaru nodded and brought his hands together. In a puff of smoke, he was gone.

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"Naruto."

Said Uzumaki began to choke on a ramen noodle which he had been eating, bending slightly and coughing until it had left his throat.
He turned behind him to see the person who had startled him into choking, instantly raising his guard, before relaxing as his eyes set upon his intruder.

"Jeeze, Shikamaru!" He rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly, "You nearly killed me there, man!"

The Naara rolled his eyes, "What a relief that would've been, yeah?"