Harry Potter/Prototype crossover
Dear Professor McGonagall,
I am actually writing this to gently inform you that my little Harry won't join Hogwarts this year or any other as said in the other six letters we already sent you back in answer.
My husband James is by now menacing to personally march to your school and deliver his answer to your rather forceful demand to have our adopted son join Britain once again and probably go back living with those beasts that were his "relatives", yes I used quotation marks since I am using the term loosely, I suggest you to stop this non-sense before my husband becomes violent, especially since our daughter Amaya happens to like young Harry a lot and neither me nor James want to see her sad at losing her young boyfriend.
This is my last warning, mind your next move, you won't have other warnings.
Sincerely,
Dana Heller
Ps: I was surprised to discover that magic do exist, but apparently here in America one can pay to be home-schooled and Harry will take what to you English people equals to OWLs next month since here one can start at five to study magic so I think it would be an error accepting your offer since he would be already ahead of the other children his age, I am sorry.
PPs: We also emptied his bank accounts back in England, the shaman bank here seems to take clients well-being more seriously than Goblins.
Aftermath
Albus was too damn stubborn to accept 'no' as an answer, so he decided to send his 'trusty' Potion Master and Ground Keeper to retrieve the wayward Potter boy.
When both Snape and Hagrid reached the small house, the Half-giant moved inside to give to the muggles an initial scare to make them more malleable to listen to them.
As Severus was already preparing all the veiled insults he would use on the spawn of James Potter so to punish the boy from being born, from inside noises of things breaking could be heard.
Before the man could take out his wand, Hagrid's body broke through the wall of the house, badly beaten and with two black eyes and both arms and legs clearly broken in several parts.
"This was just the fucking start! Now I will explain to you fuckers why you don't mess with my family!" the black skinned man said with his arms covered in a strange armour
"Who are you?" Snape demanded as his wand was snapped away from his hands with a bone-like whip that few instants before used to be the man's hand
"My name is Sergeant James Heller, and you are invading my property," James said, pouncing on the Potion Master before the man could apparate away.
It was a very sorry Fudge the one that was getting an ear-full from the American President's Magic Counselor that was berating England for trying to kidnap an American citizen, near the sorry excuse of a politician Hagrid was trying to forget the gory scene of Severus getting consumed by Heller.
While the British Minister of Magic was being chewed alive, in an hidden location near New York Professor Quirrel, that had just recently being possessed by Voldemort, tried to kidnap young Harry from James Heller, the attack resulting in the infected man using his "whip fist" to punch an hole in Quirrell's stomach and consuming him.
Thanks to the Horcrux Voldemort had the 'pleasure' of feeling for the rest of the eternity how it feels being consumed as his Soul Vessels kept him from being consumed completely, dragging out the torture indefinitely.
Luckily no-one will ever knew what happened, otherwise Heller would have been forced to gain the nickname of 'The-Man-Who-Consumed' and he never liked being in the lime-light.
