Harry Potter and the Dresden Intervention

Harry Potter/Dresden Files x-over
Dresden/Murphy
HP/?

Chapter One

Harry let out a scream of anguish as Sirius fell through the veil. Remus Lupin's eyes flashed amber as he momentarily accessed his werewolf enhanced strength to restrain the impressively magically powerful teen.

"He can't be gone. He just can't be!" Sobbed Harry completely, oblivious to the screams, cackles, bangs and cracks of laughter, terror and spell fire that reverberated around the Death Chamber.

The Death Eaters were falling back. They had failed their mission to retrieve the Prophecy, and it was now survival of the fittest. Except Harry had seen his victim. Bellatrix Lestrange was standing on the tops of the stairs that led into the Death Chamber being protected by her husband his brother, Rodolphus and Rabastan Lestrange.

Rodolphus trained his sights on Harry as the teen tore up the stairs towards them.

"Avada…" Rodolphus began, only to be interrupted by something that not only caught the trio by surprise, but was fatal. Harry felt his power tugging in his gut as it rushed into his hand. He had been eight years old when he had first found this power, and had trained it in secret ever since.

Whenever he'd considered using it on his relatives, something always told him that it wouldn't be worth it. However, this power was still magic, and as such, could be sent through his wand. Years of out of bounds study in the Library had revealed a much larger Wizarding World than the one Ron had described. Ron had only talked about the wanded wizards and a few magical creatures, but had entirely neglected to tell him of the White Council of Wizards, the Vampire Courts, Naagloshi and the Fae.

Harry remembered that the White Council came down hard on Wandless Wizards killing. Harry smirked. Dumbledore expected him to die as a martyr for the cause. Harry had other plans. As he rushed the Lestrange family, a complex plan to get the Wardens involved ran through his head. Of course, that meant running the risk of breaking the first rule of Wizardry- Thou Shalt Not Kill with Magic.

"FORZARE FULMINOS!" Shouted Harry, throwing his left hand out whilst chucking his wand under it, before chanting "FUEGO MAXIMA!" Rodolphus and Bellatrix were flung bodily out into the atrium of the Ministry of Magic, their muscles snap firing rapidly not allowing them back to their feet, whilst Rabastan cursed and swore violently as his robes caught fire. He began to scream as the flames slowly encased his face.

"AGUMANTAI TORRENTIOUS!" Screamed the burning Death Eater, and he passed out as a torrent of water washed over him.

Rodolphus and Bellatrix scrambled to their feet, muscles twitching and convulsing randomly, making it nigh impossible for them to aim properly. Harry stalked towards them, his calm demeanour long gone. As he stepped forward his footprints either tracked ice behind him or burst into flames.

"What's wrong little Bella? Doesn't ickle baby Bella want to play?" He taunted, mocking Bella with her own twisted sense of humour.

Bellatrix snarled and launched the Cruciatus Curse at him. Harry only smirked as the spell went wide. More cracks and bangs were heard as people began apparating into the atrium.

"WHAT IS GOING ON HERE?! I DEMAND ANSWERS IN THE NAME OF THE…" Screamed a bedraggled and wholly worse for wear Delores Umbridge, only for her to collapse from a killing curse fired by Rodolphus Lestrange.

Harry smiled with malicious gratefulness. "Thanks… She was annoying. Although, I Probably would have turned her into something more fitting and finished her with salt."

Rodolphus cackled "You think she's bad now Potter? I went to school with her! Hell, my brother slept with her!"

Harry blanched.

"Any chance you can surrender peacefully?" He ducked under the bone breaker that was fired in retaliation. "Guess not… FULMINATA!" Harry darted forwards and landed a solid punch into the man's midsection discharging lightning across him and downing the male Lestrange.

Unknown to them, a rift opened and a man scrambled out of it. He was a small man, who looked to be in his mid-60's. He was about 5"6-5"7, wore old flannel shirt and worn trousers which were covered by heavy duty overalls, and carried a Blackstaff and a well-worn shotgun. The man's name was Ebenezer McCoy. His senses had told him of a very powerful and just awakened wandless wizard that was throwing around magic akin to his grandson, only without the purpose of self-defence.

"In the name of the White Council, WHAT IS GOING ON?!"

In that moment everything stopped. Even Voldemort, who had just apparated into the Atrium, directly behind Bellatrix. No-one wanted to incur the wrath of the Council. Harry spoke first,

"Honourable Counsellor, this man has sundered his soul-" Harry was cut off by Fudge who began to bluster madly.

Ebenezer snorted and turned to Harry.

"Look me in the eyes kid." Ordered Ebenezer lacing his voice with magic. Everything faded away as Harry made eye contact with the elderly man and everything fell away.

From Harry's perspective, the moment he looked into the man's eyes, he saw everything. If you can picture an x-ray examining for broken bones, this went deeper than just an x-ray. Harry saw what the man truly was, a wizard easily more powerful than Dumbledore. He saw regret for deceiving someone about his role as the 'Blackstaff'. This was more of an analytic diagnostic x-ray projected through a two-way mirror. He saw this man for who he was and the man saw him.

Ebenezer cancelled his sight and his blood boiled. This teen needed Warden intervention and he needed it quickly. He hadn't killed anyone yet with magic but had nearly done so. "I, Ebenezer McCoy do offer to take you Harry Potter as my apprentice."

Dumbledore strode onto the scene, he needed to prevent this apprenticeship. Harry was to defeat Tom, but he, Albus was supposed to defeat Harry. Then he would be remembered more than Merlin "I, Harry Potter do accept the offer of apprenticeship."

"I must protest…" Dumbledore declared turning his wand on the newly made master and apprentice. He opened his mouth and began to chant but Harry was already moving, as was Ebenezer McCoy.

"First lesson. What do you know about magic?" The older man shouted.

"Willpower, Imagination, How the entirety of the Wanded Wizarding World is corrupt, oh and abstract references to seven magical laws and wardens." Harry responded as he levelled his wand at his former headmaster.

Ebenezer chuckled.

"You're not a clean slate, but not too sculpted to be remade. Second lesson. Magic doesn't need a wand. It just needs a language that means something, and as you mentioned imagination and willpower. The seven laws are: Do Not Kill, Transform humans into other things, read minds or enthral others. Do not raise human dead, do not time travel and do not accept or ask for help from the Outsiders." Harry nodded and concentrated his magic into his left hand.

"DRAIN!" Harry screamed. As the bolt of magic left Dumbledore's wand it began to filter out but it was covering too much ground, too quickly and far faster than the spell could drain. McCoy nodded and the Staff that moulded into his arm materialised and finished off the spell.

Dumbledore, Voldemort and the Ministry stared at the power of the Wizard Council Member.

"HEED THE WARNING OF THE COUNCIL. NO-ONE IS TO GO NEAR, MESSAGE OR EVEN COMMUNICATE WITH MY APPRENTICE, UNLESS HE OR I PERMIT IT." Thundered Ebenezer before spinning his black blasting rod on Voldemort and chanted "Seele Zerstorung!"

Voldemort gasped and sank to his knees as the fragment of his soul was ripped apart by the power of the Blackstaff. As it disintegrated, five shards of light rushed off the deformed human and he began to scream as the holy golden/white light slammed into their selected targets. Harry's eyes turned white and he levitated off the floor as the Horcrux embedded in his head began to trickle out of his scar, nose and ears in the form of a thick sludge, before coalescing into a more human form of Voldemort before exploding into a shower of light. "Neither can live whilst the other survives. He shall have the power The Dark Lord Knows Not… Game Over, Tom.

FUEGO!" Harry rasped.

The spell shot forwards, was absorbed by the blasting rod and smashed into Voldemort, incinerating him.

"I'm the Blackstaff. The White Council's Hitman. I break the laws as I see them." Harry grinned thickly before struggling to his feet.

"Voldemort's dealt with. I'm out." Harry collapsed as a stunning spell slammed into him. Ebenezer grabbed his apprentice with one hand leaving his ring finger free, and, with a slicing motion, opened a doorway to the Nevernever and jumped through, closing it with a snap. He needed to get to Edinburgh and he needed to chat with Arthur Langtry. Ebenezer did not like the Merlin of the time, but he accepted that Langtry was a capable Merlin. It also helped that Langtry was distantly related to Harry Potter. Something like a cousin very far removed from the boys fifth great grandfather.

Soon, Ebenezer arrived in the Castle of the Council. To the Blackstaff's surprise Arthur was waiting for him at the gates.

"Council Wizard Listens-To-The-Wind informed me of you needing to speak with me… What is it?"

"The Wanded Wizards fucked up. They fucked you over Arthur. I know how close you were to the Potter family. This is the last member, and I've taken him as my apprentice." Arthur turned red with rage.

"You dare train…"

Ebenezer smirked,

"Fifth law you passed old friend. Any future Merlin's are not allowed to train blood relations." Arthur shut his mouth with a snap. Ebenezer smirked, and, with a casual flick of his finger, carried the still sleeping fifteen-year-old back to his farm and set about putting the boy in Harry's old bed. He then set about brewing a potion to cure the boy's evident skinniness, and another to find out precisely what was wrong with him.

The cauldron was a massive saucepan, and into it went Jack Daniels' Whiskey for the base, Potato mash for taste, Leather for touch, his leftover mutton stew for scent and two other things. By the time it was finished it looked like congealed blood with the runniness of jelly. Ebenezer sniffed it and for once its smell made it more appetising than normal. Considering the majority of the potion was the basis for his flu relief, which looked like shit and tasted not too similar, this was a major improvement. By now, Harry had woken up and found himself holding his wand tightly. "Hello…? Who's there?"

"Just me, Hoss… Harry. Hoss was a nickname for my previous student who was also known as Harry… Anyways, I've come with a potion. Unfortunately, they don't taste that good here either." Harry grunted and took a sip from the mug.

"Tastes like whiskey and potatoes with a hint of feather? Loads better than pickled toad's feet." Ebenezer smirked at the comment.

"Sorry for spiriting you away. An acquaintance of mine told me to make the apprenticeship bond with you and get out. Once the potion has run its course, I figured it would be an idea to get to know each other, along where you stand magically."

The potion went down quite nicely. In fact, almost better than the majority of the three hundred and forty-six potions he had consumed since he'd started Hogwarts, and that was including the countless repetitions of Pepper Ups, Bone Knitting, and Blood Clotting potions, and ten Dreamless Sleeps. The effects soon began to kick in. The potion was designed to repair any deprivations of diet to the body and to correct them. Ebenezer stared as his new apprentice fell asleep as a side effect of the potion, and muscle and height crept up onto the boy. He'd need Listens-To-The-Wind to have a look at him. The aforementioned wizard was a trained doctor and surgeon, and was now studying to become a proctologist.

There was a flicker at the wards and Ebenezer welcomed the newcomer. They it turned out to be Joseph Listens-To-The-Wind, aka Injun Joe, and the Gatekeeper, two of the seven senior council members, alongside Simon 'Brute Boss' Pietrovich, whom he could trust with his life, Ancient Mai, who did her own thing and often acted as counter balance to Arthur Langtry and his cronies, Gregory Cristos, and Martha Liberty. McCoy was the unofficial eighth member as the Blackstaff, so if he wanted to play havoc on the council he sent his concerns through Simon, Rashid aka Gatekeeper or Injun' Jo.

"Ebenezer, I came as soon as the class finished… What is it?"

"My new apprentice. He seems… small for his age." Joseph nodded and headed up to the boy in question, his blue nursing gloves aglow with magic. This left Rashid and Ebenezer in the kitchen. Ebenezer knew his power and was confident in taking anyone on the council save for the Gatekeeper. It was rumoured that the Gatekeeper was stronger than the Merlin, but had preferred his job as Gatekeeper.

"Your new apprentice, if Allah spares him, will become powerful. Very powerful… Please tread with caution around him."

"Don't tell me what to do Gatekeeper, I know what I'm doing. I doubt I'll have much to teach him save for the finer points of Thaumaturgy and helping him with elemental affinities for evocomancy."

Rashid chuckled "I predict he'll have a very dangerous gift. One of Temporal Manipulation. When he hits two decades and two, send him to me. I'll complete his training…

And finish whatever Warden Dresden and his friends have not."

Ebenezer gulped. A Temporalmancer! There hadn't been one since 1666, when one of them got drunk and tried to send himself back five days. The ritual failed and London burned to the ground. Ebenezer couldn't help but smirk. The idiot who set London on fire had been an Apprentice of Merlin Langtry. "Thank you for the warning, Gatekeeper. I shall honour your advice."

Rashid grinned. "Always knew you would… Mai will be after him at some point."

Mai was known to be strict with her pupils. She and Ebenezer always eyed each other over some student or other, because, nine times out of ten, the pupil could be beneficial to either of them. Injun' Joe descended the stairs and if Ebenezer looked carefully, he could tell that the Natural American's magic was fighting to be released.

"We need to talk."