Stalag 13 Meets...Harry Potter?

A/N: I don't own any of the characters that appear in Hogan's heroes or Harry Potter. The story and any other characters are mine.

Chapter 1:

December 24, 2008

Harry Potter woke with a start as a loud bang sounded from outside his bedroom door. It was nothing unusual to hear bangs and, on occasion, screams coming from different rooms in number 12 Grimmauld Place. His two sons; James (13) and Albus (12) were usually playing pranks on each other and their little sister Lilly who was only 9 years old. Frowning, he reached across the bed and felt around for his glasses on the bedside table. He put them on and got up to find out what was going on outside in the hallway. Grabbing his wand on the way, he reached out and very slowly opened the door. To his surprise, no one was in the hall or even running up and down it as they usually would be on a Saturday morning when James and Albus had come home from Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry for the holidays. Whenever they came home for the holidays it seemed pointless that he had spent countless hours redecorating the house with his wife Ginny.

He walked along the hall and down the three flights of stairs they had only just finished relaying before the school holidays. The year before, James had played a joke on Harry and the result ended in the stairs being almost entirely demolished. He had been angry at the time but had to admit that they would give their uncles a run for their money. As he came to the top of stairs leading down into the kitchen, the sounds of laughter floated up the steps towards him. He pushed the door open to find James and Albus playing a game of exploding snap with Lilly.



"Morning Harry." Ginny called over her shoulder. Smiling at him, she put a plate of bacon and eggs on the table as Lilly ran across the room and threw her arms around him. She was the spitting image of her mother with the exception of her eyes – which were the same green as Harry's.

"How come you didn't wake me up?" Harry asked picking Lilly up and giving her a kiss and carried her over to the table and sitting her on his knees.

"You got in so late last night." Ginny kissed him as she sat down at the table beside him. Harry watched her carefully, by the way she was looking at him, she was hiding something.

"EWW!!" Three voices said as one. Harry and Ginny just laughed at the looks on their faces. Lilly jumped down off Harry and went to stand beside brothers.

"Okay you three, upstairs and get dressed. We have to be ready to leave by 11:00 and knowing you three, it will take about 2 hours for you to get yourselves upstairs and ready to go." Ginny said. She turned to face Harry "Ron and Hermione are already there, I think they wanted to help mum and dad get everything ready."

"Oh okay. Come on get upstairs. You don't want to be late do you?" he added to James and Albus when he saw that Lilly was the only one not in the room. They took off running. Shortly after they heard two doors on the second floor slam shut and silence followed.

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It was going on twelve thirty by the time Harry and Ginny had managed to get the family organised and ready to leave. Harry sent a message to the Weasley's home at 11:00 saying they would be 

running late. They gathered around the kitchen's fireplace and Ginny held out a small pot of floo powder for James to take. He stepped into the fireplace, grabbed a handful of the powder, shouted 'The Burrow' and vanished in a blast of green flames. Albus followed his brother, and then Ginny followed with Lilly. With a wave of his wand, Harry sent the pile of presents and suitcases to the burrow before stepping into the fireplace after Ginny.

Harry had used floo powder to travel many times before but he still found it the worst way to travel. He spun so quickly past all the different fireplaces that he had to close his eyes, just so that he would not feel so sick. Suddenly he stopped and he almost fell over as he stepped awkwardly out of the Burrow's fireplace. He was caught, however, by Ron Weasley; his best friend and brother in law.

"You never could get used to that, could ya mate?" Ron grinned as he helped Harry get his balance again. "Come on, everyone's already outside."

"Give me a broom any time." Harry said as Ron laughed. "Even port keys are better than that." Ron just laughed harder as he led the way through the cluttered kitchen and out into the backyard.

Harry looked around the yard and saw the usual chaos that had become a tradition every Christmas. The Burrow had been his favourite place second only to Hogwarts. He had loved it from the first time he had set foot in the house, just before his second year as a Hogwarts student and wizard. He had always been welcome and that had made it even more of a home to him. He saw Hermione, Ginny, Fleur, and Georges' wife Katie Bell setting the table. Bill, Charlie, and George were putting the last minute touches on the marquee that had been set up for some shade in the afternoon sun. The children had already run off to the field to play until lunch was ready.

"Harry!" Hermione called as she looked over. She made her way over to him and kissed him on the cheek. "How are you? I heard you had a hard time getting here?"



"Yeah, but it was just the normal morning rush. How about you and Ron? Did you have any trouble with Rose, Hugo and Victoire?"

"Actually they were pretty good this year. Ron only threatened to jinx them once." Hermione laughed as Ron headed over to help the guys with decorations. After saying hello to everyone he saw Ron's mum Molly Weasley come out of the back door and he rushed over to help her carry the trays of food she had been trying to carry.

"Harry dear, I didn't hear you arrive." She said breathlessly. "How are you?"

"Fine thanks." Harry placed the trays of sandwiches on the table and turned around to talk to her."We only got here 5 minutes ago."

Ginny came to say hello to her mother and he walked over to give Ron and the others a hand. They finished within half an hour and were just sitting around talking when they saw Arthur Weasley apparate just beyond the field and watched him make his way towards the house.

"Busy morning at the ministry?" Harry asked.

"Always is around this time of year." Arthur said, shaking hands with Harry. "People are always trying to make trouble." He went upstairs to change leaving the others to talk about everything that has been happening since they last saw each other.

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The burrow was unusually quiet on Christmas morning when Harry, Ron, Hermione and Ginny woke up. They had been sharing Ron's old bedroom up in the attic as there weren't enough rooms in the house for each couple. The children had camped out in the backyard with George looking after them while all the adults inside were enjoying some peace and quiet. When they had all finished dressing, they made their way down the stairs, careful not to make too much noise as they past each room. Ginny led the way into the kitchen and found that everyone was gathered at the table talking; they looked up as the door opened.

"Merry Christmas sleepy heads." George said handing out cups of coffee.

"Merry Christmas." Ron looked around the room and frowned. "Don't tell me that they haven't woken up yet? Let's hope it lasts for a while longer." They all laughed and enjoyed the quiet they rarely experienced on Christmas morning with 11 children all under the same roof.

Within five minutes, all 11 children came running into the kitchen screaming and laughing loudly. Rose, Hugo and Victoire – Ron and Hermione's children – were first through the back door, already dressed in warm clothing. James, Albus, and Lilly followed closely behind. Fleur and Bill's son Fred and two daughters Louisa and Marie came inside last with Charlie and his wife Jenifer's sons Geoffrey and Remus. They were the oldest of all the children and were both in their sixth year at Hogwarts.

When everyone had had something to eat, it was time to pass out the presents that had been placed under the tree. This was always the trickiest part of the day: everyone wanted to open their presents first. It took them almost two hours before the last present was handed out and opened. Soon, there was wrapping paper, ribbons, cards and plastic spread all over the floor and all the adults were abandoned by the children for playing with the gifts they had got.

"Well" Ron said getting up and pulling his wand from inside his jacket pocket. "Looks like they all like what they got." He moved his wand through the air and all the rubbish that had managed to find its way into the furthest corner of the room, vanished into thin air.

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Harry, Ron, Bill and Charlie had been given the task of setting the table for lunch while the girls helped prepare and cook the meals. George had taken the responsibility of keeping an eye on the kids who were still playing in the field. Albus had been given the latest model of the firebolt and was racing James around the field. Both had been selected to play on the schools quidditch team playing for Gryffindor.

"So how's business at the shop?" Harry asked Ron. They moved around the table making the knives and forks set themselves into place.

"Great. We've been flat out since you last came to visit but it's really good." George had offered Ron the job six months after the Battle at Hogwarts in which Fred had died. Ron had readily accepted and had turned out to be perfect for the job. "Fred would have been amazed at how well we're doing."

"Yeah he would have been." George had appeared beside Harry. He was so used to him sneaking up like that that Harry didn't even flinch when George spoke.

"Lunch!!" Ginny called from the back door. She used her wand and sent all the dishes flying towards the table only to gently land in the middle.

Lunch that afternoon was as good as it always had been at the Weasley's. The table was full of delicious dishes. The conversation was all about fun times they had had in years past, weather it was when Fred and George had played practical jokes on everyone or the first time they had all sat down at the table during the Christmas break when most of the Weasley's, Harry and Hermione had still been at Hogwarts. Halfway through the desert however, the conversation changed and broke into 

different areas and when the talk had died down somewhat, Molly and Arthur cleared the table with Fleur. There came a knock on the front door and Percy and family walked inside smiling brightly.

As the sky darkened with each hour, lanterns were conjured out of thin air and floated above them along the table. When it got too dark for the children to play in the backyard, everyone sat around the table in groups playing chess, exploding snap, and anything that didn't need lots of space.

"James, Albus, Lilly!" Ginny called as she looked up and saw the three of them sneaking away into the house. "Where are you three going?"

"Inside, it's getting too cold out here." James called innocently.

"Just remember what I told you yesterday. No Pranks." Harry saw the look in James' eye as he ignored his mothers warning.

"Gin, you know that's not going to work if they really are up to something." Harry reasoned with her.

"I know" She moved her chair closer to him and wrapped her arms around his neck. "But it can't hurt to try."

"We should be getting home. I think Remus and Jenifer have fallen asleep. It has been a long day for everyone." Penelope stood up with Percy.



"Are you sure dear? You could always stay the night."

Percy kissed his mother on the cheek. "We'll come and visit in a couple of days." Slowly the crowd around the table thinned until it was only Harry, Ron, Hermione, Ginny, George and Katie sitting around the table with Molly and Arthur. All the children were playing inside doing their own thing.

"This was the best Christmas so far." Ginny said to no one in particular. "Complete chaos; but all the same, it was better than any other."

"Chaos is an understatement don't you think?" Ron said.

"I don't think it's over just yet." Molly smiled as she looked towards the house. "James and Albus have got something planned for us when we go inside. I swear if they don't take after you Harry, I'm sure George has given them a few tricks."

"Only one way to find out though." Arthur sighed and got up. "Let's go and see."

Together they all went inside; there was no one in the kitchen so they made their way to the door which led to the living room. Harry, Ron, Hermione and Ginny all pulled out their wands and Ron slowly opened the door. He was the first through the door, which was unfortunate for him because he never saw the wire by his ankle. He took a step into the room and a bucket full of snow that was hanging from the ceiling attached to the same wire, tipped and the snow covered Ron before he had time to react. Everyone started laughing as Ron turned around and headed back into the kitchen.

"I think they got you that time Ron." Hermione gasped as she held her sides and tried to keep from laughing.

"Right, I think we're safe for the time being." Arthur called over his shoulder. "They are all in there laughing and congratulating each other."

"Alright everyone to bed, it's late and you've had your fun for the night." Hermione called to everyone, trying the best she could to keep a straight face as Ron followed her into the living room.

"Mum!!" Hugo said. "It's Christmas, can't we stay up a little longer? Please?"

"You've already stayed up much later than you normally do. Come on, we have another big day tomorrow." They all said goodnight and last Christmas wishes and headed to bed. Hermione and Ginny decided to share Ginny's old room while Harry and Ron went up to Ron's old room in the attic.

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"Harry! Harry wake up." Ron threw a pillow and Harry sat up, bleary eyed.

"Wazgoinon?" Harry mumbled, rubbing his eyes and searching for his glasses. "Accio glasses" He waved his wand and they flew towards him from the other side of the room.

"Come on, mum's started making breakfast." Ron finished dressing and dried his hair with his wand. "You better be quick if you want hot water in the shower, the girls always take their time, so you better get in the bathroom first." Harry grabbed his towel and a fresh set of cloths the headed for the bathroom to have a shower before going downstairs for some breakfast.

Half an hour later, Harry walked into the kitchen wearing his favourite jeans, a t-shirt, black leather jacket and a pair of sneakers. Breakfast was already on the table and everyone was sitting in the kitchen having something to eat. He sat down beside Ginny and started filling his plate with a bit of everything.

It was only after the dishes had been cleared and were washing themselves in the sink it occur to Harry that he noticed that there was no loud voices coming from outside and George had not been in the kitchen since he had walked in.

"Where is everyone?"

"George has taken the kids to Diagon Ally. He had to start work early today and he asked if they wanted to help him in the shop for a few hours. They won't be back until just after lunch."

"Peace and quiet." Ron laughed. "Hey look. Isn't that one of the Hogwarts owls?"

They all looked out the window and saw a big barn owl flying towards the window, Arthur opened it and they all stood back to let it fly inside. It landed on the table and help out its leg which had three letters attached to it. As soon as the letters were removed, it flew off in the direction it had come. Molly handed one each to Harry, Ron and Hermione.

"That's impossible." Harry read his letter through twice before looking over at the other two. It seemed they had received the same letter: Ron looked pale and Hermione looked confused. "It's from Dumbledore. It says we have to meet him in his office tonight. The thing is; it was written years ago, long before we even met him. So how can it be addressed to us?" Before anyone could another word, there was a blinding flash of white light and Harry, Ron and Hermione disappeared.

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Harry, Ron and Hermione fell into a bush covered with snow. Instinctively they reached for their wands, ready to defend themselves if someone attacked. They were on the edge of a forest with a road only metres from where they had fallen. Harry was the first on his feet and lit his wand so they could see in the dark. They stood with their backs to each other, looking around at their new surroundings.

"What the bloody hell was that?" Ron asked, lighting his own wand.

"I don't know." Hermione pointed her wand at her clothes and they dried instantly.

"I have a better question." Harry interrupted. "Where are we?"

A noise behind them made them turn and before Harry or Ron had time to react, Hermione pulled them down again behind the bush, signally for them to be quiet. Three men in German uniforms carrying guns, walked past the bush they were hiding behind.

"I'm not absolutely certain but if I'm right, we've just travelled back in time and we are definitely not in England anymore." Hermione answered as the voices of the three German's faded in the distance.