Hello! This is just a fic that cropped up from a plot bunny that has been running circles in my head since I saw Transformers: ROTF, (which btw is AWESOME) please bear in mind all my transformers info comes from the movie and other fanfics, I have not seen any of the TV episodes, so if I make a mistake please TELL ME! So that I can correct it! Same with any spelling or grammar mistakes! Lol, happy reading =D hope u like it!

Harry Potter Transformers crossover -

Optimus ran his hand over his face, one of the many human habits he had picked up on over his five years on Earth.

Three years after the incident with the Fallen they were still trying to cover it up, the whole thing was still a topic for discussion all over the world. To be fair it wasn't easy covering up the video the Fallen had made and the many people in Egypt and France who had seen the numerous Decepticons landing. Even with the humans' leaders and governments releasing statements the mess was only just blowing over now. The problem was the doubt it would have caused in their minds, if they were seen now, it would be everywhere the next day, they doubted their government, rather than doubting their own sanity.

Optimus and the autobots main task was to root out conspiracy theory sites that came anywhere near the truth. Sometimes he really had to shake his head – another human habit he had picked up – at the ludicrous things the humans thought of. How anyone could believe some of that stuff was beyond his processors' capacity.

His current source of agitation, though, was some of his teams' reactions.

"Yo Skids! Check out dis one!"

"Whoa, look at da face!"

"Why the heck would any mech wanna breed these squishies?"

"Wha'!? Aren' dey weird enough?"

Looking around the room, Optimus looked at the rest of the autobots in the hanger. Ratchet was eyeing the distance between his wrench and the twins head, the newly mended Jazz (A/N sorry but I love him! I had to resurrect him!)was laughing to himself but not as loudly as the twins, the Arcee triplets were scattered around doing odd jobs for the general maintenance of the hangers the government had provided for their use, Jolt was polishing his armor and Sideswipe was talking to his twin, Sunstreaker, who was still in orbit with a few other 'bots, and planning to enter sometime that week, trying to organize his armour and limbs so that all vital equipment was protected from the extreme heat. A quick data burst confirmed that Ironhide and Bumblebee were in the lunch hall with the humans.

An incoming call from a human phone pulled Optimus from his processors workings to identify the caller. Simmons. Sighing he answered.

"Yes, Agent Simmons?"

"Yea, Optimus, we got another meeting in hanger 4" since proving his worth in Egypt, he had become the organizer of the cybertronians' meetings and such, the person who told the 'bots what the government had planned, and with Sam, Mikaela, and Will Lennox a liaison between the humans and the autobots.

Another sigh, "Who would your government like to be there?"

"Ah they want you, of course, what would it be without the Prime eh? And they want the kids, the captain, aaaannnndd, once you are briefed they are gonna let you chose which 'bots you're gonna want to bring in."

"Very well" he said and quickly ended the call, not in the mode for the agents rambling. Looking once more around the room, he left towards the meeting.

Still wet from his shower, Captain Lennox walked into the noisy and bustling lunch hall. His jacket tied around his waist and towel around his shoulders, he headed straight to the buffet for mouthwatering delicious food that made his stomach growl. So great was his absorption on his journey across the hall to the layers and layers of food, it was inevitable he would run into one of the hardest things to miss in the spacious hall.

"Ooff!" Will hit his head and landed on the floor in a spectacular display worthy of a Comedy film. Loud laughter blanketed and drowned out the chatter of all his soldiers and government agents. Face flaming he righted himself and tried to look at intimidating as he could while looking around for the source of his humiliation.

Looking around he came face to face with a massive mound of metal plating and electrical cables of an autobots foot. Metallic chuckling came from above him.

"Will, you never cease to amaze me." Ironhides gravelly voice confirmed just whose foot he had managed to hit with his body.

He narrowed his eyes at the black robot, "You're treading on thin ice 'hide, I could make you sleep outside you know."

Ironhide scoffed but returned to his conversation with Bumblebee in cybertronian which wouldn't strain 'Bees' fragile voice box. Will fixed a smug smile on his face before sitting down at the table with the now twenty-two year old married couple of Sam and Mikaela Witwicky. Seeing the looks on their faces he groaned, "Come on! It wasn't that funny!"

"No it wasn't, it's just that's the third time this week you've down that" Mikaela laughed.

"You have got to admit you really do have a one track mind when it comes to food Will" Sam said.

Will just grumbled and sighed, "So what's happening then?"

Sam just shrugged his shoulders with a 'meh' and returned to his food. Mikaela lifted an eyebrow at him before turning to Will, "I heard you were planning a weekend away with Sarah next week, do you need me to babysit?"

"Ah… no actually, I've been told that I am gonna be needed here at the base the next few weeks for something, Oh! And that reminds me! We all have to go to another meeting about something or other in a minute."

The couple groaned, "Not another one!"

He grinned, "All human-autobot liaisons have to go, sorry kids."

"There is no point to them! It's just old, ego inflamed men babbling about nothing!"

"Don't I know it, but those old geezers will be houndin' you if you guys don't hurry up." He sighed.

Grumbling, the couple rose from their chairs after tidying up their table,

"Yo 'Bee! 'Hide! You coming to the torture session?" Sam called as the autobots stayed where they were.

"No only Prime's going," Ironhide said smugly.

Narrowing his eyes Sam huffed and span on his heel. Will followed after a rude gesture to the 'bots.

"Will! There are innocent eyes nearby!" Ironhide reached over to Bumblebee as he said this covering the youngest autobots optics, and was promptly shoved off. Will just childishly stuck his tongue out.

The threesome walked through the long corridors chatting happily, they had become great friends, inevitable really since they spent almost all their time together as liaisons. Will stopped as he realized something.

"Aw man! I didn't get any food!"

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