Hey, this is Writergurl616! This fanfiction idea has been bouncing around in my head for quite some time, and now that I've got a bunch of chapters written down, I'm gonna start posting it! Yay!
Disclaimer: Alas, I do not own Transformers, nor do I own Harry Potter.
Prologue
"I don't want to do this," a girl whimpered, her voice tinged with an English accent. She pushed a lock of honey-blonde hair behind her ear and turned to her mechanical friend. "I don't care what the Ministry says; I can't do this to you."
"You're going to have to," he told her gently. "Folks like me aren't allowed to know about folks like you. They would find out eventually, and I couldn't stand it if I was the cause of you losing your magic." When his companion didn't respond, the mech pressed on. "Besides, if you do this, the Death Eaters wouldn't have any reason to come after me, nor the Decepticons after you. It'll be safer, for the both of us." Sighing in defeat, the girl motioned for her friend to come closer, and then flung her arms around his neck.
"I'll miss you." she whispered in his audial, tears forming in her eyes.
"I wish I could say the same thing." he replied. Stepping back, the fifteen year-old drew a wand out of her pocket. The robotic being before her shuttered his optics in preparation. Laying the wand on his helm, Emily Clevy closed her eyes and muttered,
"Obliviate."
So there ya go. My hopefully engaging prologue. Yes, there is an OC in this fic, and no, she will not be paired with the Autobot involved. Any OC/canon is strong friendship only. Any who read this, please review so I know what you think!