Disclaimer. I don't own Harry potter, men in black, or any Friday the 13th characters or such. Im simply trying to practice my horrible writing in the hopes of finding someone that actually knows how to write to take over my awesome story ideas. Until then I practice here.

Disclaimer out the way I can say that this is my first attempt at writing anything other than a few brief paragraphs of any random idea that comes across my head. I've yet to see a good Friday the 13th crossover yet.(This isn't one by any means before you get excited). I'm hoping this will inspire a copycat that can do it better. No betas to thank. Hope you enjoy. constructive feedback is always welcome.

Chapter 1

A plea for help

"Potter MY OFFICE NOW!" Yelled a very annoyed and tired looking Minster for Magic Kingsley Shackelbolt.

Damn it I thought to myself. I knew today couldn't have finished on a good note. Especially not today of all days. I had a feeling that whatever the boss had to say was going to suck...and not in a good way either. Slowly as if trying to delay the inevitable I made my way to the ministers office. As I walked in I noticed that the minister and I weren't alone. We had 2 other people in the office with us. I just cocked an eyebrow at the MOM.

"What can I do for you Mr. Minister?" I asked before i quickly turned and fired off a pair of stunning spells one from each wand. They quickly hit there targets and revealed One older white guy who was way past his prime and a younger black guy were on the ground in black suits. "Its very rude to not introduce yourselves you know?" I said to the 2 stunned men while i summoned wands, weapons, and portkeys. . I then looked over at kingsley and noticed he now had a big shit eating grin on his face. I started to feel more than a little annoyed as i cast the reviving spell on the pair.

"So who are you and what do you want?" I asked in a no nonsense manner " This is a very bad day for me and I'm more than ready for it to be over try not to make it worse."

"Potter these are Agents Kay and Jay from MagUSA's MIB department, and apparently they desperately need some help.". Explained kingsley.

MIB was the magical equivalent of the FBI. It stood for Magical Investigation Beauru was about all I could recall of that department. I was sure Hermione could tell me plenty more, but those details probably wouldn't matter that much anyways.

"they have a piss poor was of showing it." I replied to the minister before turning back to the now standing MIB agents. "I'm Harry Potter as you guessed" I said introducing myself to the two agents. "Now can we get to the point of why you are bothering me on the Anniversary of my parents death?"

Agent Jay pulled a Manila folder out of his pocket and a vial with what looked like a memory out of another. Kay started speaking while Jay started taking papers and spreading them out on the ministers desk. "Quite simply we have a serial killer that we can't capture or kill. We've lost over 30 nonmaj FBI and 5 MIB agents. Not to mention the last known count of 83 civilians

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I walked over to the desk are started looking down at the pages which were actually pictures of gruesome murders in extremely random ways I also noticed that no 2 ways were exactly the same.. I picked up a picture of a younger black man that didn't seem to have a head. "whats this guys story?"

Jay stiffened slightly..."That's my younger brother. We had captured the suspect, but he escaped after killing 10 nonmaj FBI agents and 2 of ours. My brother tracked him down in the city. From what we can tell from Magical traces they played a game of cat and mouse. We found my brothers body on a rooftop. We found his head in a dumpster in a nearby ally. Autopsy said that he simply punched my brothers head clear off his body."

"I'm sorry for your loss I understand what its like to lose loved can you tell me about the killer? I questioned Agent Kay.

"It'd be easier to show you" he replied while taking out a small stone and placing it on the table. "Can I have my wand back so that I can cancel the shrinking charm?"

Grinning I tossed both agents there wands and portkeys back. "how long is the memory?"

Just a couple of minutes. its from a Local of the initial area a low strength magical barely stronger than a squib." Kay said while tapping the stone with his wand which once full sized was a pensieve.

"Well Lets go then" I said. Both men shook their heads. "We can discuss it after you've watched it." I nodded as i touched the water and getting sucked in instantly.

When I landed I was in a wooded area with a girl of maybe 18 and what was obviously her boyfriend. They were walking and talking about their plans for the summer. When suddenly a man of about 6 and a half feet tall and easily 250 lbs wearing some type of strange mask, and dark blue coveralls appeared out of midair. He had a Machete in his hand and had the poor guys head lopped off within a second of being seen.

I gotta give the girl this she was fast...just not very powerful. She screamed and sent a stunning spell at the man who just walked right through it heading straight towards me, but not the girl trying to stun him. He lifted the machete again while looking straight at me...that's not right he can't see me this i just a memory I thought. before reflexively backing up a few steps. The man kept following after me ignoring the girl shooting stunners at him. Right before the masked man swung the machete at me the girl apparated away ending the memory and sending me back to the ministers office. Where i promptly fell on my ass while reflexively trying to avoid the memory machete.

"WHO THE FUCK WAS THAT GUY?" I asked more than a little shaken by the killer giant."It was like he could see me."

Jay and Kay didn't seem surprised by my statement. "We lost 3 agents before we realized that he could sense us somehow in the memory. This is why we need your help Mr Potter. As far as we can tell he can't be killed, and his name is Jason Vorhees.