Disclaimer: I do not own either Harry Potter or Magical Girl Lyrical Nanoha.
Summary: When Harry cast the patronus charm to save his past-self and his godfather, he unknowingly did something else. He tapped into a long forgotten part of his heritage AND caught the attention of the TSAB. Now, the "Three Aces" have been called in to investigate the strange magic that was recorded in Great Britain. What does the future hold for the "Golden Trio" now that they have to contend with not only the Triwizard Tournament, but being at the center of a secret investigation into what happened at the end of their third year? Oh, and there's also these strange dreams Harry's been having lately…
Prologue
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7:45 AM
Tuesday, June 7th 1994
TSAB L-class Dimensional spaceship Arthra
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There are many positions on the Arthra, but none more important, and arguably none more boring, than monitoring the long range scanners. This is why when the scanners detected an unusually large release of magic somewhere in Scotland at approximately 10 PM the previous evening the one on duty could be forgiven for not noticing it. Sadly, by the time someone did notice that the scanners had picked something up all they had to show for it was a set of coordinates and a reason to believe that something more was going on…
"So, let me get this straight, the ship's long-range scanners detected the equivalent of an S-rank spell being cast at approximately 2200 hours last night and we're just now determining the general location?" asked Admiral Lindy, "And we're currently detecting interference similar in nature to the Barriers that the Wolkenritter used before? Just what is going on down there?"
"We're not sure, but Agents Biggs and Wedge were sent down the moment we realized that the interference would prevent us from getting a look with our systems up here." Amy responded, "They are under orders to try and find out what caused the signal last night without revealing who they are. Hopefully when they get back we will have a better understanding of what's going on."
"We can only hope Amy, we can only hope."
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7:55 AM
Tuesday, June 7th 1994
Outskirts of Hogsmeade Village
"So how far out are we Wedge?" asked Biggs, "Because I think I see a town about a hundred yards from here."
"About a mile or so, I think." Wedge replied, "If the town's that close to the origin of the signal, then maybe someone who lives there might know something about what happened last night. How should we go about finding out though?"
"Maybe there's a bar or two we could visit to see if we can find out anything useful, like why I can see this place now, but about a dozen yards ago I couldn't see anything where that town is."
"You're still trying to find an actual 'wretched hive of scum and villainy' aren't you Biggs?"
"I refuse to dignify that with a response."
"Hahaha! Fair enough man, fair enough. Now let's head on into this town and try and find something we can report back to the boss lady. I think she's worried about what could have caused that signal last night."
"And you're not? The only known mages capable of casting S-rank spells on this planet are accounted for. We could be dealing with a 'Lost Logia' again."
"True. It makes you wonder if this planet has more secrets than we'd expect… Well nothing to it but to do it they say. Race you to the village?"
"Oh you're on Wedge, first one there owes the other a drink?"
"Deal."
And so they sped off towards the village, neither realizing exactly what they were about to encounter.
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8:15 AM
Tuesday, June 7th 1994
Hogsmeade Village
"I can't believe you beat me. How did you beat me?" Wedge asked in shock, "You've never won a race against me before, how'd you pull it off this time?"
"Simple, lots and lots of training." Biggs replied, "I'm kidding. I'm honestly not certain, but I think it might have something to do with the fact that this was a race on the ground, whereas we usually race in the air." As he looked around Biggs noticed something. "You know this looks kinda like those villages you hear about from the Belkan Era. I wonder why it looks so…" "Ancient?" Wedge offered. "I was thinking more along the lines of 'Homey' or 'Quaint' but I suppose ancient works." Biggs replied with a half-hearted glare.
"So how do we see about finding a bar, or would the appropriate term be 'Tavern'?" Wedge asked.
"I think I have an idea," Biggs answered as he spotted someone he hoped knew their way around the place, "Follow my lead." They made their way over to the gentleman Biggs spotted and once their Biggs began his story. "Excuse me sir, my friend and I are new in town and we were hoping you could point us in the direction of a quiet place to drown our sorrows." "Yes," Wedge continued, "I just got word last night that my grandfather passed away not long after my buddy and I decided to hike our way across Europe, and this is the first town we've come across."
"Hmm, you're definitely not from around here with those accents. I'd be happy to help you out." The man replied, "There are two taverns here in Hogsmeade, but the one you'll want is called The Hog's Head Inn, it's usually rather quiet, since, as a general rule, most people go to The Three Broomsticks to drink with friends and the like."
"Thank you for your help Mr…" Biggs started. "The names Cid, and I didn't quite catch yours?" "Mine's Wedge and this here's my buddy Biggs." Wedge replied. "Biggs and Wedge huh? I feel like I've heard those names before… Ah it's not important, I hope you enjoy your stay in Hogsmeade!" "We hope so to Cid." Biggs and Wedge replied as they headed off to find The Hog's Head.
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8:45 AM
Tuesday, June 7th 1994
Hog's Head Inn
"It took a lot longer to find this place than I would've thought…" Wedge began, "But I think it's exactly the place we're looking for."
"Yeah, now we just head up to the barkeep and order something light and see what information we can get out of him." Biggs finished.
As they approached the bar and sat down, the owner walked over and asked "Haven't seen you in here before, what would you like to drink? I know it's early, but people usually come here for one of two things. A place to drown their sorrows in peace, or perhaps a bit of information about the local goings on. So what'll it be for you two?"
"A little of both please, we're just passing through the area before we head off to who knows where next." Biggs replied, "So what are the drinking options? My friend here owes me a drink for beating him in a race earlier."
"I still say you cheated, you've never beaten me before!" Wedge responded, "You know, I didn't catch your name Mr…?"
"That's because I didn't give it to you." The barkeep replied, "But if you must know, my name's Aberforth. And as far as drinks go, we've got the typical things like Butterbeer and Firewhiskey, and then for the more adventurous we've got Vodka, Tequila, Wine, & the rest of the mundane drinks."
"You know, I've never tried Firewhiskey before, let me have a glass of that please." Biggs replied, "And this first ones on his bill." He stated as he pointed to Wedge.
"Fine, fine I'll buy your first glass, but next time we race I will beat you, and then you'll owe me lunch."
"Keep dreaming, my losing streak is finally over, I can feel it."
"And how many times have you lost these little wagers of yours?" Aberforth asked.
Biggs hung his head as he replied, "I think it's still under a hundred… But only just."
That brought a grin to Aberforth's face as he poured the man his glass.
"So, you asked for some information as well. What would you like to know? As long as it's just general goings on I've no problems sharing what I know."
Wedge thought for a moment before asking, "As we were making our way here we heard quite a few people having small celebrations. Would you know what that's about?"
"Aye. That'll be the good cheer that the Dementors have finally left the area."
"Dementors? What are those?" Biggs asked with a cough.
"You've not heard of Dementors?" Aberforth asked with a raised brow, "Where did you say you were from again?"
"We're from Japan. Mostly self-taught and never found any books on foreign creatures. Spent most of our lives amongst those without magic and only really found out about it after we left for our trip around the world about a month ago."
"Hmm… Well, Dementors are vile things, they suck every last drop of happiness out of an area when they're nearby. We use 'em to guard Azkaban." At his customers blank looks he elaborated, "Azkaban is the prison where we keep the worst of the worst, assuming that they don't die before they can be brought in or buy their way out of the charges… Dementors also serve as our method of executing someone, although no one's actually received that death sentence in quite a while."
"They serve as both guard and executioner? How does that work?" Wedge asked with just a hint of fear in his voice.
"Dementors can suck out a person's soul, leaving naught but an empty shell behind."
"Why were they here? If they serve as prison guards, shouldn't they have been guarding the prison?" Biggs asked.
"About a year ago, someone did the impossible. They broke out of Azkaban prison. The dementors were here because there was reason to believe the man who escaped would try and come here to the school."
"We didn't see a school as we were walking through town, did we Wedge?"
"Not that I can remember. Should we have seen one?"
"Aye, did you two notice the castle not too far from here?" Aberforth asked.
"Yes." Both men replied.
"That castle is the school. Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Been standing for about a thousand years."
"Whew." Biggs whistled, "That's an impressive school. So if the Dementors are gone does that mean they caught the guy?"
"I'm not sure. There was some big hub-bub up at the castle last night, I think Sirius Black, the man they're looking for, was caught on the castle grounds, but somehow managed to escape and the dementors almost kissed a student."
"They almost did WHAT?!" Wedge bellowed.
"Aye, seems a student was out of bounds when he shouldn't have been and almost lost his soul. The strange thing is, no one can figure out how exactly he managed to survive. He was found right next to Black, so it seems like a case of 'wrong place, wrong time' but I heard there were well over 50 Dementors there last night. Ah well, perhaps we'll never know what happened, but the good news is the student is okay and the Dementors are gone."
"I think we'll be heading off to our next destination soon." Biggs began, "But do you think you could tell us that student's name?"
"Aye. His name is Harry Potter, The-Boy-Who-Lived."
"Sounds like there's a story there." Wedge replied, "Do you think you can tell us how he got that title?"
"Certainly, it's not like it's a secret or anything. Just shy of thirteen years ago now, the Potters were being hunted by He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named. No one knows exactly why he was hunting them personally, but he was. Then on halloween night 1981 He managed to track them down. No one knows for certain what happened after He found the Potters, but what is known is that James and Lily Potter died that night and when He turned his wand on one year old Harry in order to end the family once and for all, He failed. The Killing Curse that He cast at Harry Potter was reflected back at him somehow, and He was defeated. Because young Mr. Potter survived being hit with an unblockable curse designed simply for killing he is now known as The-Boy-Who-Lived. I hope that satisfies your curiosity, because I won't be telling that story again."
"It does Aberforth, you've helped us more than you know." Biggs answered.
"Indeed, It seems like we need to be off though. It's a long hike through the wilderness to our next destination, and if we want to make it there in time to fly back home for my grandfather's funeral then we need all the daylight we can get." Wedge stated, "How much do I owe you for this guy's glass of Firewhiskey?"
"It was just the one glass right?" At their agreeing nods Aberforth continued, "In that case it's on the house this time." When they tried to protest he replied, "It's fine, Hagrid's due to come in tonight, and he drinks so much that if it weren't for his being half-giant, I'm pretty sure he'd of keeled over right in my bar some nights.
"Thank you Aberforth, it might be awhile before we're in this neck of the woods again, but the next time we're in town we'll stop by and have a few drinks to pass the time." Biggs replied.
"We might even make a contest out of it." Wedge stated while grinning maniacally.
"I think I'd like to see that. Stay safe out there you two." Aberforth said with a hearty laugh.
And with that Biggs and Wedge left the bar so they could find somewhere to contact the Arthra.
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10:55 AM
Tuesday, June 7th 1994
Onboard the Arthra
"Admiral Harlaown Ma'am," Biggs began, "We've returned from our scouting mission with a plethora of new information Ma'am."
"While we were sadly unable to determine the exact cause of the signal we detected last night, we were able to find a possible avenue of investigation and some rather interesting information." Wedge finished.
"Proceed gentlemen." Lindy prompted.
Biggs began the tale of escaped prisoners, soul sucking demons, magical castles that served as schools, and young boys who received fame from a tragedy that should never have happened.
Wedge provided his input in mentioning all the little things that they had seen in Hogsmeade both on their way in and on their way out.
At the end of it all Lindy had a pensive look on her face. "So you're telling me that our best avenue to investigate what we picked up last night is to get some operatives in this school of theirs? You realize there's really only three people who would stand a chance at blending in well enough to not attract attention right? And that one of those three is my daughter, another is a walking magical nuke who has a very protective family, and the last is still recovering from an accident she had just last winter?"
"We understand Ma'am, but if there's something in that school that can cast S-rank spells then we need to know if it's a safety risk to the rest of the world and potentially the Bureau as well. If it makes you feel any better, the school year doesn't start until September 1st, so Instructor Takamachi will have more time to recuperate before she is sent into the field again." Biggs stated.
"You're right. This is a situation where we need to know what caused that spell." Lindy grimaced, "I'm just not looking forward to explaining this to Shamal… Very well, we'll have the three of them ready to infiltrate the school when it starts on the first of September. Now, how do we get in contact with this school?"
"I saw a post office while we were leaving the town. Perhaps you could simply write a letter to the school?" Wedge suggested, "I think you might need to remain planet-side until you have successfully enrolled them in Hogwarts."
"Very well, it looks like I need to write a letter and contact the Takamachis." Lindy sighed, "Well, better get started now so that we can get the ball rolling right away. Amy, can you start typing out a letter to send to this Hogwarts requesting a meeting with whoever is in charge of enrolling new students? And while you're doing that I have the wonderful task of going down and talking to both the Takamachis and Shamal."
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6:00 PM
Tuesday, June 7th 1994
Takamachi household, Uminari city, Japan
"So let me see if I have this right. Last night you detected an extremely strong spell being cast somewhere in Scotland, and during your preliminary investigation you determined that the source of the spell in question was on the grounds of a school for magic, and now you've come to the conclusion that the best way forward is to enroll Nanoha, Fate, and Hayate into this school so that they can investigate undercover whilst also evaluating the magical culture itself right?" Asked Shiro Takamachi.
"Correct. I know Nanoha is still recovering from her accident last winter, but I hear she's progressing relatively well and should be physically recovered enough for this by the time she needs to head of for the school." Lindy replied
"And what about magically?" Momoko asked, "We know she feels like she found her calling when she found magic, and the few times I've seen her in the air she looks so happy to be there. I don't want her to lose the ability to fly or help others with her magic."
"That's where things get tricky. There's no telling just how ready her Linker Core will be by the time she needs to head out. I have to admit that part of me doesn't want to risk it, but another part of me believes that Nanoha can come out of this on top. For all we know, they might have a better way to treat a collapsed linker core then we do, and given that our only remedy is time…"
"You hope that they might know something, anything to help our little girl don't you?" Shiro finished.
Lindy nodded with a small smile on her face.
"Alright, you have the okay from us. Now you just have to clear it with Shamal." Momoko replied.
Lindy grimaced and hung her head.
"If I didn't know that she was a Wolkenritter, I'd wonder if she had multiple personalities. Wish me luck?"
Shiro and Momoko just nodded and laughed.
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7:30 PM
Tuesday, June 7th 1994
Yagami household, Uminari city, Japan
"YOU WANT TO WHAT!?" Shamal screamed, "You've got to be joking Lindy, physically Nanoha is doing better, and is likely to be where you expect her to be in time for this mission, but magically? There's just no way."
"Like there was no way to stop the Book of Darkness? Like there was no way that Earth had an entire magical culture? I'm going to speak with whoever's in charge of enrollment at the school soon. I plan on bringing up Nanoha's current condition and asking if they have a better option for healing her core than we do. I know you're just trying to look out for her, but we need her on this mission." Lindy replied.
"Alright fine, but I want to know the moment they tell you of a method they think might work. Now tell me more about this barrier you detected…"
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7:05 AM
Friday, June 10th 1994
Harlaown household, Uminari city, Japan
Lindy stared at the owl sitting on her table.
The owl stared back at her.
"Now what are you doing here?" Lindy asked out loud.
The owl simply lifted the leg that the letter was tied to in response.
"A messenger bird? Interesting… Would you like some water before you go?"
The owl replied with a hoot and a bob of its head in what Lindy could only assume was agreement so she decided to fill a bowl of water for it before reading her letter.
"Looks like they've finally gotten back to me, now to see what they have to say…"
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore
(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock,
Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. Of Wizards)
Dear Ms. Harlaown,
You wrote to us to discuss the enrollment of three new students for the coming school year starting on September 1st 1994.
We are pleased to inform you that Headmaster Dumbledore and myself are willing to meet with you on June 26th at 12PM to discuss the specifics as to the students in question.
If this is not agreeable to you please let us know by return owl as quickly as possible.
Sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress
"Huh, well now I have a date to get the ball rolling. I wonder if I should invite Shiro, Momoko, Shamal, and Signum over for the conversation as well? It couldn't hurt."
The owl tilted its head at that and let out a hoot in confusion.
"Maybe I should reply to them stating that the date in question is fine."
And like that Lindy set about writing out a reply to Hogwarts and decided that it would be a good idea to have the Takamachis, Signum and Shamal over when this Dumbledore and McGonagall arrived.
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11:58 AM
Sunday, June 26th 1994
Harlaown household
"When did they say they were going to arrive again Lindy?" Momoko asked.
"The letter said they would be here at noon, so they should be here any minute now." Lindy replied as the doorbell rang, "That should be them right now. Let me go invite them in."
As Lindy opened the door she was greeted by the sight of an elderly woman in a rather strange looking dress standing next to a positively ancient looking gentleman in a suit that looked like it was the height of fashion in the 1940's.
"Ah, Ms. Harlaown I presume?" The gentleman she could only assume was Dumbledore began, "May my companion and I come in? I believe we have much to discuss."
"Certainly, my guests are waiting for us inside."
"Guests?" The lady asked, "I thought it was just you we would be speaking with."
"Originally it was, but I decided that it would be a better idea for them to be here to weigh in on their children's education."
"I see."
"Now now Minerva, we would have needed to speak with them anyway." Dumbledore said placatingly, "Shall we meet them and make Introductions then?"
"Right this way." Lindy replied as she led them inside the apartment.
"Everyone," Lindy began, "These are Headmaster Albus Dumbledore and Deputy Headmistress Minerva McGonagall. Mr. Dumbledore, Ms. McGonagall, these are my fellow parents and guardians, Shiro Takamachi, Momoko Takamachi, Shamal Yagami, and Signum Yagami. Now, that introductions are out of the way shall we talk about getting our girls enrolled in this school of theirs?"
"Quite so." Minerva began, "Now in Ms. Harlaown's letter she mentioned wanting to enroll the students in Hogwarts for the coming year. Would this be their first year of magical schooling? Or are you seeking to transfer them in?"
"Hmm… Well technically this would be their first year attending a school of magic, but they've been receiving some tutoring and individual instruction since they were nine." Shamal replied.
"Is that so? What type of instruction have they received?"
"They've been taught how to defend themselves and those around them from harm, as well as some family magics." Signum stated.
"So basic self defense and specialized spells?"
"Correct."
"And how old are they? So we know what year to place them in, and just how far behind they might be." Dumbledore asked.
"They're 14." Shiro replied.
"So they'd be fourth years then. Well that's a lot to cover, but assuming they're all hard workers I don't see how they can't manage to catch up with the rest of their yearmates before the school year gets out next year. And as point of fact, they'd have less to catch up on in the elective classes. Do you have any idea what they would like to take for those?"
"We might have a few ideas. What are the available classes?" Momoko asked.
"Students are required to pick two out of the five electives we offer, though they may take a third one if they so choose. The options are: Arithmancy, Care of Magical Creatures, Divination, Muggle Studies, and Study of Ancient Runes." Minerva replied, "As this would be their first official year of magical schooling, they would also have to take Flying, which is usually reserved for first years only."
"Divination is predicting the future, right? What is Muggle Studies?"
"Aye, Divination is about methods of predicting the future, but unless you have 'The Sight', it is relatively useless. Muggle Studies is the study of the non-magical world and all of its developments. I've had a number of Muggleborn and Muggle-Raised students come to me to drop that class for various reasons."
"If those are the options, I think I can safely say that Nanoha would probably want to take Arithmancy, Ancient Runes, and Care of Magical Creatures."
"I think Fate would want those same classes as well." Lindy stated while sending a knowing wink at Momoko.
"I'm pretty sure that Hayate would want to take those classes as well. If only so she can get more teasing material." Shamal replied with a smile.
"Alright, I think that about does it. Anything else to add before we leave?" Minerva asked.
"Actually, there is one thing…" Lindy started hesitantly, "Last winter Nanoha was in an accident and was seriously injured. Her core collapsed and she almost lost the ability to walk or cast spells ever again. She's on the road to recovery and physically she's almost back to normal, but magically…"
"Magically we think it could take anywhere from another year onward for her to recover." Shamal continued, "We were wondering if you might have a better treatment for her than simply waiting for it to recover on its own."
"Hmm…" Dumbledore began, "I'm not positive, but I might know of a way to speed her recovery up… You said it happened last winter, correct? And physically she should be back to normal by the time the train leaves for Hogwarts on September 1st?"
"That's right."
"Then it just might work…"
"Mr. Dumbledore, what are you going on about?" Shiro asked.
"Mr. Takamachi, I happen to have a phoenix familiar, and their tears possess healing properties. Their tears are so potent they are the only known cure for Basilisk venom, the most deadly of all poisons known to wizardkind. So, what I'm 'going on about' is having my familiar, Fawkes, provide us with some tears to see if that could help the young Miss Takamachi recover faster."
"You think they could help our little girl?" Momoko asked with the hints of tears in her eyes.
"While they may not be a miracle cure, they should at least help with her recovery."
"Is there anything more before we go?" Minerva asked.
"One last thing, please." Shamal began, "I'm Nanoha, Fate, and Hayate's personal doctor, is there anyway I could come to the school to act as an assistant or something?"
"I'll have to check with our school healer, Madam Pomfrey, but I think we can arrange something."
"I think that's everything then." Lindy stated, "Thank you for taking the time to meet with us to set this up."
"It was our pleasure. It's always wonderful to have new faces around the castle, eager to learn the secrets of magic." Dumbledore replied with a grandfatherly smile on his face.
"Now we must be off." Minerva began, "I'll send each of them a letter via owl post with their school supply lists. Would you like me to include the information on where to find Diagon Alley for you?"
"If you could please do so." Signum stated, "We can make our own way to England, but we may need some help finding this 'Diagon Alley'."
"Very well. I expect to see Miss Takamachi, Miss Yagami, and Miss Harlaown on September 1st for the start of the school year."
"We'll make sure they're there." Lindy replied, "Have a nice trip home, I know it's a long one."
Dumbledore looked at Lindy with a twinkle in his eye as he said, "Ah, but it will simply take us a moment to get back to the castle." He then shouted "Fawkes!" and the two of them were gone in a flash of fire.
Everyone had a stunned look on their face until Lindy broke the silence by saying, "Well that's something you don't see everyday…"
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AN: And so it begins... My first ever attempt at a Fanfic and I start with a crossover, oh what have I gotten myself into... I hope to update this story at least semi-regularly. Currently, I have a basic outline of what I'm going to do written up, but beyond plot points and other important details it's just there to help me remember what major changes I'm going to make.
I would like to thank PhoenixNext for being my Beta-Reader and helping me come up with some of the little things that I never would have thought of on my own. She's a MUCH better writer than I could ever hope to be and you should go check out her work.
Edit 4/22/17: Fixed a few typos
Edit 5/25/17: Changed a line upon Cy Man's suggestion after looking it over again.