HP timeline has changed slightly to fit Transformers timeline; Roman was born in 1988, the attack happened in 1989.
'Thoughts'
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Transformers comm. speaking
'Different language'
Letters/Notes
Prologue
The dull, grey clouds loomed over the Surrey suburban neighbourhood of Little Whinging. There was no evidence at all that a secret society living in Great Britain had celebrated the disappearance of one of the darkest wizards of the century – Lord Voldemort also known as Tom Marvolo Riddle. Eighteen-month old Roman Potter, the young nephew of Lily and James Potter, had defeated him. Lily and James had died in the attack, the previous night, leaving Roman an orphan and the sole living survivor of the attack.
When the clouds loomed over the street of Privet Drive, our story starts; Wednesday November 1st, 1989. The sunlight peeped out of the clouds and shone on the brass number 4 on the front door. This particular house belonged to the Dursley family – Vernon Dursley, his wife Petunia and their young son Dudley.
Vernon was a big beefy man with hardly any neck. He had small watery eyes, a large moustache and brown hair. Vernon was the current Director of Grunnings; a drill making company for big construction firms.
His wife Petunia was a thin stick-like woman with a long neck. She had grey sharp eyes, which clashed, horribly with her blond hair. She was Lily Potter's older sister though they had not talked since Lily had turned 11. Being a gossip monger made Petunia Dursley the most hated woman on the street, if not the entire neighbourhood.
Dudley's appearance was a horrendous mixture of his parents. He had blond hair like his mother and his father's small watery blue eyes. He was a fat baby orca of a boy from being spoiled by his father, and was horrible to the rest of the neighbourhood children.
Seven am found the three Dursleys getting ready for the day; Vernon was putting the finishing touches to his suit, Petunia was cooking breakfast and Dudley was screaming his lungs out whilst he threw his favourite cereal at the walls. At seven-fifteen precisely, Mr Dursley left the house and drove to Grunnings Headquarters in the centre of Greater Whinging.
The morning passed quickly for Mr Dursley; he yelled at five different people for 'tardiness' and 'incompetency', made several important phone calls and yelled a bit more. After a quick lunch break he got back to work so at 17:00 hours he could leave the building. During his lunch break, he heard people whispering about the Potters. He didn't think anything of it. When he got home, Petunia informed him of their son's achievement and of their neighbour's problems with her daughter. After a brief but tense discussion about Petunia's younger sister, the elder Dursleys went to bed. Petunia slept peacefully but Vernon slept fitfully, his fears plaguing him.
As Mr Dursley slipped into a fitful sleep, a woman came out of the shadows. She was an elegant and sophisticated woman with a stern attitude. She had black hair pulled tight into a bun and glinting brown eyes. This woman's name was Professor Minerva McGonagall and she was waiting for Headmaster Albus Dumbledore. Both Professors worked at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and were considered Masters in their chosen magical fields. She sat on the Dursley's low wall and waited. In fact, it was nearing one in the morning before she moved at all. For striding up the blackened street was the Headmaster himself. He was wearing buckled boots, a purple robe and an emerald cape. Spotting Minerva sitting on the wall, Albus was surprised to find his Deputy Headmistress there.
'Great, now how am I supposed to get the youngest Potter, my weapon to look up to me as his saviour?' He thought darkly.
He had already sealed Lily and James' Will and made himself Roman's Magical Guardian. He knew this was illegal and could earn him a minimum of 40 years in Azkaban. Nevertheless, he needed this to work or his plans for the youngest Potter would fail. Something he did not want to happen. Roman was his key player in his continuing fight against Riddle. The reason he had chosen the Dursleys to care for Roman was because he knew how they would treat him until he was 11 years old and ready for Hogwarts. The Dursleys would resent Roman living in their home and neglect him. He needed Roman to be downtrodden as much as possible. He would then be so eager to please the person he saw as his saviour (Dumbledore) from his horrible relatives.
It was half an hour later that Hagrid, the Hogwarts Gamekeeper, arrived on Sirius Black's flying motorbike carrying Roman Potter in his arms. Minerva was furious at Dumbledore for even suggesting Roman lived with the Dursleys because it was for the so-called 'Greater Good.' Therefore, despite his Deputies protests, Dumbledore left Roman on the doorstep of his magic hating relatives with just a letter. After completing that task, all three magical beings left the neighbourhood silently. Before leaving, Dumbledore relighted the street, smirked evilly and wished Roman good luck.
Roman Potter slept on, not knowing about the abuse he would suffer at the Dursley's hands. He didn't know that at this time, six powerful beings were watching over him, angered at their Champion's expense. Not knowing of his status in six different worlds. Six worlds he would end up fighting to save.
Dumbledore, Molly, Ron, Ginny, Percy and Hermione bashing.
Abusive Vernon and Dudley
Nice Petunia and Hogwarts staff.
