Disclaimer! I don't own Harry Potter, Harry Potter is the property of J.K. Rowling. I don't own the Terminator Franchise either.

This is a cross-over fic centered around the pairing of Harry Potter and Nymphadora Tonks.

--Chapter One. A Chance For Salvation.--

It was the Summer of 1980, The Wizarding world was in turmoil Europe was the most affected by the presence of the evil and insanely powerful Lord Voldemort. Lord Voldemort had made a name for himself as the most feared Dark Lord of modern times. Bringing his forces to the public eye in the spring of 1978 he had a veritable army of dark wizards, werewolves, vampires, and giants.

Voldemort himself was a highly intelligent man that had once been known as Tom Marvolo Riddle a student of Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry. Hailing from Slytherin house, Tom Riddle had amazed and impressed students and professors alike with his natural magical talent shrewd thinking and the speed at which he learned. Tom was always quite the charismatic young man easily able to sway nearly anyone to believe whatever he wanted of them, it was this persuasiveness that allowed to build a seemingly unstoppable army of darkness.

Undisclosed location somewhere in northern UK.

Albus Dumbledore was an old man, some 130 years of age and in all his years he'd never been at a loss for what to do when faced with such a dire situation. Except the one he found himself in now. He looked over at the people gathered in the dining hall of the headquarters of the resistance group he'd founded, noting the anxious worried looks on the faces of those present as they waited for him to speak. He took a moment more to marshal his thoughts before turning to face them once more clearing his throat and speaking in a hushed, grim tone. "My friends these are dark times indeed, Tom's forces are vast, seemingly endless numbers swell his ranks." The tension in the room was nearly tangible as the general feeling of hopelessness increased with Dumbledore's words. "The Ministry lacks the manpower to match Tom's forces and I must regretfully admit that now even I can hardly stand against Tom in a duel."

As Dumbledore continued a young redhead witch with green eyes looked up at Dumbledore and then back at an empty space on the table in front of her lost in thought. Dumbledore then ended his speech by asking the grave question, "What we need is an idea, perhaps something radical. Something Tom wouldn't expect maybe some obscure reference that could point us to some kind of weapon we could use against him. The problem is I have exhausted my knowledge of myths and tales of such things, does anyone have any ideas at all?"

Silence met the headmaster's question, until the young redhead witch spoke up, "Headmaster." Dumbledore looked to her addressing her in a calm tone, "Yes Lily." Lily looked about the room nervously before speaking, "I had an idea, on building a weapon as we have been unable to find one." Dumbledore's curiosity sparked, he waited for her to continue. "As you all know I am a muggleborn witch recently I talked James and Sirius into going to a movie theater in London to watch a movie. The muggles created them they are like a series of moving pictures put together to form a story." Lily explained patiently for the benefit of the purebloods in the room. "Anyway the one we watched was called The Terminator it was about a man who is actually a machine who was created to be the perfect warrior." "With the right materials and enough time The Marauders and I could build our own Terminator. We could create a magical construct resembling a man to be our weapon against The Dark Lord."

Many in the room considered Lily's idea and after several minutes of silent debate no-one voiced any opposition so Dumbledore considered the idea, the more he thought about it the more he liked it. Dumbledore spoke his thoughts on the matter, "I do not know how long we have but anything is worth a try. But I am afraid I do not know what rituals and materials would be necessary to create such a construct." Lily thought about the headmaster's words as another young witch spoke up, "Lily, I happen to know a bit about ancient ritual magics. I may no longer be a part of the House of Black, but by the age of 15 I had been taught a considerable amount of the family magic. I can help you with this project." Lily turned to the speaker a hopeful smile on her face, "Thank you for your kind offer Andromeda."

Across the table from her, Sirius, Andromeda's cousin spoke up. "I think James and I can find the materials." James nodded his agreement. Dumbledore looked around the room, "We are in agreement then, that we should proceed with Lily's idea and create our own weapon to fight against Lord Voldemort?" Everyone present spoke as one "Aye." Dumbledore nodded at the confirmation, "It may be our last chance of salvation, of course if this is to work the construct will need a vast knowledge of all types of magic to combat Lord Voldemort and his forces."

The meeting concluded with each member receiving updates on their individual assignments and to return to their various homes and jobs. Lily followed James and Sirius to the apparation point thinking about the movie she'd spoken of as they returned to their home in Godric's Hollow. Lily hoped against hope they could succeed in their endeavor. The fate of the magical world depended on it.

Sixteen Years Later...

Hadrian James Potter, the man who was a machine designed to be the perfect warrior and savior of the wizarding world, opened his eyes for the first time, looking to the redheaded witch standing beside the lab table He had laid on, blinking once, he spoke his first word. "mom" Lily blinked back tears of happiness that sprang forth and yelled for James who at once entered the ritual lab and looked upon his pseudo-son a proud smile on his face. James took a few moments to gather his thoughts on what he and Lily, with everyone's help had done.

He was tall standing 6 foot 2 and quite muscular. Created in James image with Lily's eyes he was their brain child and their son. Lily and James believed themselves infertile for the longest time. Four years into their work however they'd found out in October that Lily was with child due in the spring of the following year. Their daughter Janine was a constant joy in their lives despite the dark times plaguing the wizarding world.

It had taken them so long, though they couldn't be happier with their creation, their pseudo son. Of course they'd had the help of their friends Sirius, Remus Lupin and Peter Pettigrew, as well as assistance from Andromeda Tonks, but they were proud none the less.

Albus had pointed the Marauders to a number of contacts to help them collect the knowledge that would be placed in the memory of their creation. Dumbledore had also helped to supply some of the exotic and rare materials needed to build the magical construct. It had taken 16 years and unfailing determination to finish the construct, and many dark and terrible events had occurred in the years since but they hoped it would all be worth it.

They had created the constructs indoskeleten out of Titanium and bones taken from a dead Hungarian Horntail. They had created skin and soft tissues (like the hair and eyes) from an incredibly complex potion which included scales from the same Dragon. A complex incantion was recited and when finished grafted the skin and hair onto to the machine and the eyes into the face. He would be nearly indistructable and capable of incredibly powerful magic. James finally found his voice and spoke a single sentence, "Hello, my son."

Several weeks later...

Harry Potter stood by James in the Auror Office in the Ministry of Magic in fine military posture. Eyes front, shoulders back, chest out, chin up arms loose at his sides. A young witch with bright pink hair looked him over taking in his interesting appearance. She noted he was tall and muscular with piercing emerald green eyes and a thick shock of messy black hair. He wore a black dragonhide leather bomber jacket and a pair of heavy dark blue cargo/combat denim pants and matching black Dragonhide combat boots. The young witch also took note of the man's combat knife and two wands kept in sheaths made from Brown dragonhide, the knife sheathed over the left side of his chest, and the wands sheathed on his right forearm and left hip respectively.

All In all she thought he looked good, certainly easy on the eyes, rather attractive in fact she thought. Turning to face her superior she addressed James, "So Harry here, is to be my new partner, Auror Lieutenant Potter?" James looked her square in the eyes as he replied in a formal tone "Affirmative, Corporal 1st Class Tonks." Nymphadora looked to Harry again and spoke in an equally formal yet warm tone "I look forward to serving alongside you Corporal Harry." Harry smiled replying warmly "As I with you my friend."