I have no idea why I wrote Ron as so prissy. I really don’t. Sorry to Ron fans, hopefully it’ll get better. If not, flee this fic.

Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to J.K. Rowling, Pokemon to Nintendo, and I’m not making any profit or infringing on anyone’s copyright. Don’t take my work.

Notes: <> for telepathy, ** for thoughts, italics if a pokemon talks

Chapter 7: Pokemon Possession?

“Dragons are illegal!”

The shout came half an hour later.

“It’s a pokemon.” Ash lied. “Surely, you are not discriminating against natives of other countries?”

Ron choked, realizing that he had just become the villain.

Harry looked at this. He should have known Ash wasn’t English, with all the strange things…

Why hadn’t he noticed before?

Well, Harry didn’t like discrimination. He would have to keep an eye on Ron before deciding to become his friend.

Yes, that would probably be the safest course of action.

“There are scarcely any ‘real’ animals in Indigo.” Ash said. “That’s why I have a Pidgey to deliver mail and not an owl.”

Pidgey chirped from her cage.

Ron stared at the bird, but it looked normal enough, so he put that thought out of his head.

“See?” Ash considered something else, before he handed Ron a pokemon encyclopedia. It was obviously not complete, only detailing some of the Kanto and Johto species. Ash knew much more from the dream realm, but he wasn’t telling Ron that.

“If you’re interested.”

Ron couldn’t care less.

“Can I see?” Harry asked, wanting to learn about his new friend’s home.

“Sure.”

Harry spent the next few hours poring over the information in the book. It was fascinating.

Their ecosystem was completely different, and their way of life, but it all sounded very nice.

“This is so cool.”

“Maybe you could visit during the summer vacation?”

Harry snapped his fingers. “Actually, that sounds good. I’m sure my relatives wouldn’t mind.”
“Right. You don’t’ live with your parents.” Ash smiled. “My father would love to have you visit.”

‘Really?”

“Sure.”

Annoyed, Ron took out his wand and waved it over Scabbers, his rat. It was time to show off what he knew. He could prove he was better than a muggle-born.

“Sunshine, Daises, Butter Yellow, turn this stupid, fat, rat yellow.”

Nothing happened.

Harry and Ash both laughed.

“What’s so funny!”
“You live in a wizarding family and you fell for that? Oh…” Ash finally stopped. “All the spells I learned are only one word, three or four at the most. There’s no time to rhyme poetry when you really need to do serious magic.”

Even Harry knew that, poring over his textbooks for hours. It kept him out of the Dursley’s hair.

Ron threw his wand down angrily, shutting up.

Those insufferable jerks! Harry Potter was turning out just like Draco Malfoy!
And no, it was not a compliment.

“Like for example,” Ash said, picking up his wand. “Ditto?”

There was a flash of light. Ron jumped back, but all he saw was a small purple blob sitting on Ash’s lap.

Hi, master!

“Hello, Ditto.”

Do you want me to do something for you?

“Sure, transform into something small?”

Easy!

Ditto turned into a cup, then a napkin, and then a rose, before finally resuming default shape.

“How cool.” Harry said.

“A shape-shifter!” Ron gasped.

“Maybe? Ditto’s DNA just allows it to be very flexible.” Ash said, as he patted the little mountain of pink goo.

I am very powerful! Ditto sulked. I can’t help looking cute!

“I know, I know.”

Go me!

Ron backed away while Harry picked up Ditto and peered at it. “Wow.”

You seem to be master’s friend. Ditto mused. So I won’t attack you.

Ash chuckled, pouring ditto some water and offering it a chocolate. “Here you go.”

Thanks!

Ditto happily at the proffered food quickly.

“So you can summon.”

Ash smiled. “Guess so. Pokemon training normally isn’t really summoning, you have to capture everything you use first.”

“Oh.”

“That’s why we all carry around poke balls. They’re oh, comparable to a cage you keep a pet in.”

“Ah…”

Ash nodded. He had brought all of his pokemon with him secretly. Their poke balls were shrunk down to the size of beads, and they formed a pendant necklace he wore underneath his t-shirt and vest.

Not many, but he could call reinforcements from the dream realm if possible.

“I’m going to shower now, Harry, you want to use it later?”

“Sure, you can use it first.”

“Fine by me.”

Ash nodded, grabbing a towel and some clean clothes from his case, and went off to shower.

End Chapter

Started 3/13/04, completed 3/25/04

Phantomness: ^-^
Lance: I sense bad things…

Ash: Me too…