The Wrong Dimension (Naruto X HP)

Dropping In

It was the first of September of the year 1995, Harry's fifth year.

Earlier in the summer, he was picked up from the Dursley's house and spent the remainder of his eventful summer at Grimmauld 12.

Why was it eventful? First his dreadful Aunt Marge visited with her equally-dreadful pet dog Ripper, then out of nowhere Dementors attacked him and Dudley, forcing him to draw out his wand. That resulted in his unintentional trial because of him using his wand in a Muggle residence, where he met that pink-wearing atrocity named (Dolores) Umbridge.

Harry can now fully assume that his fifth year will be just as eventful, especially since that pink toad of a professor  was now the newest Defense Against Dark Arts.

Harry would bet his entire Gringotts vault that Umbridge wouldn't last a full fight against a Death Eater, much less Voldemort himself.

He didn't even interact much with her, even at his hearing he had said the bare minimum of 30 words to her toad face.

The Sorting, now finished, was about to become the time to eat when a very girlish high-pitched noise penetrated the atmosphere.

 A shiver crawled up Harry's spine at the sound.

"Hem, hem. Thank you, Dumbledore, for that inspiring speech," Professor Umbridge simpered, "Now-"

At this point, Harry along with his best mate Ron, started drowning her voice out.

Teacher or not, this one had got to be one of the worst yet. Harry considered putting her as his second most loathed teacher ever, right after that slimy git Snape.

Just as Umbridge was about to finish her ''speech'', a blue swirling portal appeared right in front of her.

Umbridge squawked a very ugly sound at the appearance.

Harry was elated at that sound...he deeply hoped to hear more that sound from her during the rest of the school year.

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A few minutes earlier:

Naruto and Sasuke, along with Sakura, were reunited.

The original Team 7 (along with Sai) Team 8, Team 10, and Team Gai were gathered in front of the Four Crimson Ray Barrier.

Inside the Hokage-level shield, Jyuubi (Ten Tails) raged inside while trying to find its way out of it.

Tobi, now revealed to be the very much alive Obito from Kakashi-sensei's generation, observed them.

No longer acknowledged to be the Rookie 9 of Konoha, they stood proudly with a air of confidence. 

Obito wondered if it was safe to say that the four teams were all equal power-wise. No matter though, he had a idea to get rid of them all in one move.

Using a combination of jumps from rock to rock still in the air from the last jutsu, he quickly made his way in front of them. All startled, Obito took advantage of it by activating Kamui. He focused his left eye, his long-range Kamui, on the shinobis.

Too late, Naruto had started to form his signature Ram/Cross sign for the Kage Bunshin no Jutsu.

Their bodies warped into Obito's left eye. One by one, the helpless teenaged shinobis swirled into his eye. They had no time to either resist or scream. It all happened so quickly.

Obito had meant to trap them all in a genjutsu, but for some reason, his Kamui refused to do so. They disappeared into a unknown dimension shortly after being sucked in.

Oh well.

At least those brats were gone.

Obito, reveling in his self-victory, unconsciously forgot he lost his chance to capture the Kyuubi.

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Smoke billowed out of it, causing a tense mood to immediately fester in the Great Hall.

Was it spies from the Dark Lord? Death Eaters? Some other type of minions that Voldemort sent to attack Hogwarts?

All students had their wands gripped tightly in their hands. Even the first-years; they might be inexperienced, but they still had 11 years of stories and some tricks tucked under their belts.

The smoke dispersed, showing a group of battered teens standing in front of the steadily-shrinking portal.

They all appeared to be Asian, with 6 of them having slightly bleached black-brown hair with several unusual hair colors standing out. A lone boy stood out with pure golden hair, with other distinct hair pigments such as the one female with pink hair, another girl with blue-black hair, while yet another girl had blonde hair bordering on platinum. Harry wrinkled his nose a bit at that girl's hair. Was she related, in some sort of bizarre way, to Malfoy? He really hoped not.

What Harry, along with Ron and Hermione, didn't expect was seeing that one of the males had a swirling mass of blue in his left hand.

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Naruto clutched his Rasengan in his left as the smoke slowly dispersed.

Shikamaru had already deducted that they were no longer at war torn Konoha, seeing that the ground was now marble slabs and not jutting pieces of rough rock. Neji and Hinata, with their Byaukugans already activated, quietly informed their companions that the majority of people present were, for some strange reason, clutching varying pieces of wood.

They were all tired, along as sweaty, injured, and were barely standing.

When the smoke finally cleared, the "Rookie Nine" definitely didn't expect sticks from preteens to be pointed at them.

A single question arose from the eldest person alive in the room.

"Who are you?"

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