AN: This is definitely AU, as it's obviously a x-over of GW and HP. I'll have to admit that, since I don't own a TV (nor any of the mangas), I only have limited knowledge of GW, most of it originating from fanfics. And I probably won't stick to the HP canon. So I'm claiming artistic licence with both and you'll just have to accept it. No flames about that- they would just be fed to Norbert the Norwegian Ridgeback. Constructive criticism welcome, though. Please tell me, should I continue or is this a hopeless effort. Thanks.
Disclaimer: I own neither HP nor GW. I only borrow the characters to amuse myself and maybe entertain others without the intention of making money.
Chapter 1: End and Beginning
It seemed even the nature of the blue planet knew what was happening. Everything was eerily quiet, nothing moved. Earth's human population had retreated into their homes. It was the year AC 195 and humanity was awaiting the outcome of the space battle that could seal Earth's fate.
The Granger household including some friends assembled in the small living room and followed
the live coverage of what was supposed to be the final battle in the so-called "war to end
all wars". God knew how they had managed to have cameras on site, but all gazes were fixed
intently on the screen and the fighting mechas that were shown.
The fear among the small group of people was almost tangible. Sitting on the floor, the
Grangers' daughter Hermione huddled together with her friends Harry and Ron, unwilling to
believe things should end this way. It was the first time ever they had had the possibility
to spend part of the Christmas holidays together at her parents' house, finally Harry had been given
permission by Headmaster Dumbledore and Ron could be convinced to get to know Muggle life.
And now this.
Sure, the war had been playing some role in their lives, but never had the threat been so
acutely felt. This was the "ultimate battle", after all. If the Libra had its way, Earth was
doomed.
If the battle fortress impacted on earth, the consequences would equal the impact of a large
asteroid. Most of the European population would be wiped out on the very instant, the rest of
the world would suffer from the effects of a dust-darkened sky and acid rain.
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At Howarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, the staff and several other members of the
magical community had gathered to await the outcome of the war following the events in the
magical version of a TV, especially created for this occasion.
Minerva McGonagall felt she could not move from sheer desperation. She was unable to
understand how Albus Dumbledore, who was sitting next to her, could appear so relaxed. A few
chairs to her other side, however, Remus Lupin seemed to share her anxiety. He looked paler
than ever and cuddled a certain familiar black dog that seemed under shock, as far as a dog's
body language could convey that. And for once even Severus Snape could not hide how much all
this was affecting him. He was biting his lower lip and his eyes kept darting from the
images of the battle to the others present in the hall.
"I don't understand how the magical community could let things get this far. How could the wizarding world allow this to happen? If only we had joined forces, there must have been a way to prevent this…," Professor McGonagall said softly.
"I'm afraid it couldn't be helped," Dumbledore remarked. "Witches and wizards are by far too self-centred to take into account how the Muggle world affects them. After Voldemort was thought to be defeated, most may have considered everything else a minor threat."
"And of course hardly any wizard ventured to the colonies, so this war was 'none of our business'," snorted Snape.
"Well, it is too late now, anyway. All we can do is hope…," Lupin cut in quietly, his gaze
fixed on the happenings in space.
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Watching a space ship and the battle fortress collide, the friends at the Grangers' house realized
with rising panic that these could be their last hours together, the last hours of their
lives. They held on to each other's hands, unable to tear their eyes away from the screen.
A wave of explosions lit the space where the battle took place. Suddenly the Libra seemed to
plummet towards Earth. Groans and cries of horror could be heard among the audiences all over
the world. The images on Muggle TV blurred. The spectators could barely make out how the
Gundams continued fighting. Then a massive explosion filled the screens and the TV sets
offered clear images again.
Before relief could make its way to consciousness, however, the
viewers witnessed horror-stricken how a huge chunk of the Libra kept tumbling towards Earth.
A strange calm overcame Hermione. She suddenly felt certain that this was the end. That
section of the Libra was still big enough to devastate large parts of Europe and affect the
whole planet. After all Voldemort had done, she never expected to die this way. In another pointless
war. At least this would also stop any further attempts of good old Voldemort, she thought
with a grim sense of humour.
Then, all of a sudden, the cameras showed one of the Gundams gaining on that chunk, as both entered the atmosphere. The surfaces caught fire and small parts were breaking off because they entered in too steep an angle. Yet the winged Gundam kept going until it could get a clear shot with its beam cannon. The rather small-looking mecha facing up against the enormous section of the Libra seemed a ridiculous undertaking, nevertheless…
As soon as the horrible threat vanished into thin air, the Grangers' living room resounded
of happiness and relief. Tears flowed freely and they all embraced in one big pile. Only when
she felt her friends hug her, did Hermione register what happened. She slowly came out of her
daze and joined the impromptu celebration. However, her heart went out to those who had risked their lives
in this battle and the image of that winged Gundam falling down towards Earth would remain forever
imprinted on her memory…
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Far away, up in space, four Gundam pilots watched on in horror as their comrade took on the
near impossible task of saving Earth from doom… and succeeded. Shouts of joy blocked the
intercom. Soon their elation gave way to worry. The Gundam in question was severely
damaged.
"01, status report. Come on, 01!" Wufei's concern could be discerned clearly when he uttered the order.
"Dammit, 01, say something!" came Duo's voice through the intercom.
A cackling sound could be heard - then: "Wing (…) damaged (…) to Earth (…) back (…) see y(…) Over."
This was followed by a puzzled silence on the four pilots' part. Then Duo piped up "Well,
that was neat. - So, what now? Return to base?"
And the pilots decided to return to their
secret base, certain that their friend would be alright, and overjoyed that this time around
the war might really be over, once and for all…
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TBC?
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