Sup homeskillets. As promised in the "prequel", here it is: the first chapter. If you're just joining us now, I'd suggest reading the prequel "Sparky and Blondie". But it is a whole bunch of smut. Just like this story will have a decent helping of smut (not nearly as much, because this is much more story based). I know the LaLu aspect might not appeal to some, just like the Dramione aspect, but give it a chance, yea? You might wanna develop a liking for those two crack ships (though honestly Dramione doesn't seem like much of a crack ship in my opinion, its a hell of a lot more likely and deep than some of the other crack ships involving hermione) through reading a handful of other fic first, since it might be jarring otherwise. Or jump in cold - maybe I'll be the lucky writer to sway you to the dark side of crack ships. So welcome to yet another Fairy Tail and Harry Potter Crossover fic.
(Side note: if you know who I am in real life, which knowing some of my friends it may be possible to stumble upon this fanfiction account, please be aware that my writing is a lot of smut. Tap out now if you don't know if you can handle looking me in the eye after reading some of this shit.)
"LISTEN UP BRATS!" Makarov's voice boomed through the guild hall, which was a complete riot like normal. Chairs and tables ceased to fly through the air as everyone paused mid-fight. The short guildmaster stood on the bannister of the second floor, an elderly man in a long grey robe with half-moon spectacles and a pointed hat stood to his side. The strange man chuckled at the scene. Dangling from Laxus' left fist by his scarf Natsu cocked his head.
"Who's the old geezer, gramps?"
Gray, who was dangling from Laxus' right fist by the scruff of his neck, snorted. "Don't be rude, fire-crotch," he yelled at him. Laxus' eyebrow twitched in annoyance. When Natsu opened his mouth to no doubt return to their verbal argument, the Lightning Mage smacked their heads together.
"Shut up, idiots. Gramps is trying to talk," he grunted over their pained groaning. At the bar, Lucy and Happy giggled to each other.
"Ahem. Anyways," Makarov continued, irritation clear on his face. "This man right here is an old friend of mine, Albus Dumbledore, and he comes from another world," he explains bluntly. Cana spit out her drink, drenching Lisanna, who squeaked at the sudden beer shower. "Don't look so confused. Most of you were involved with the Edolas incident. Hell, Pantherlily actually came from Edolas himself. Now Dumbledore here comes from yet another world known as Earth. Long story short, he's looking to hire fairy tail for protection and help regarding an emerging situation." When he finished the silence stretched on for a few moments too long.
"Hey other gramps in the dress, do you guys have dragons on Earth?" Natsu called out before Laxus could shake him violently for his lack of respect. Dumbledore smiled, a twinkle in his eye.
"While they are not nearly as intelligent and sophisticated as the Dragons you Slayers were raised by, yes, we do have dragons," he said kindly. At this Natsu grinned as wide as ever, pumping his fists in the air.
"DID YOU HEAR THAT LIS?! THEY'VE GOT DRAGONS!" he shrieked. Gajeel was grinning widely in barely concealed excitement from his spot holding Elfman in a head-lock.
"Gihi! Count me in, gramps!"
Wendy hugged Carla close and hopped up and down. "Us too! I wanna meet more Dragons!" she said happily, her hair (which had grown back out over the past year) bouncing with her. Even Laxus looked intrigued.
"Yes, well, that's good, because you three are already part of the group I've chosen to send," Makarov said smugly. "Now then, will the following please join me in the conference room."
He then went on to name everyone from Tenrou Island. Seriously. Those are the characters involved, excluding Gildarts, cause he's off doing Gildarts-y things.
"But what about us?" whined Droy.
"Yea, what if you guys disappear for seven years again? I mean, not to bring that up, but we don't really want to have Macao as our leader again." Max said awkwardly, rubbing the back of his head, ignoring Macao's offended scoff.
"Don't worry. I will be staying here myself. I'll make sure history doesn't repeat itself. We are also receiving assistance from Crime Sorciere, and while we are bringing their guildmaster with us, the remaining members will be assisting us here." Makarov reassured. There was a general rumbling of acceptance. Erza's face perked up almost unnoticably. "Also, this is a year long mission at most. Anyways, everyone I called, come up to the conference room."
The mages filed into the large room to find Jellal and Meredy already seated.
"Hey guys! How've you been?" Natsu greeted cheerfully. The two mages smiled.
"Not too bad, I'd say," Meredy laughed, elbowing the bluenette next to her. "Jellal has been less of a Mr. Grumpy-pants ever since his wedding," she teased. Erza's lips curled up slightly as she took the seat next to her husband. The rest of the chosen mages took seats around the long table. Makarov and Dumbledore stood at the head.
"Dumbledore, would you kindly explain the situation you're dealing with?"
"Gladly, Makarov. However it is a rather long story, so even though I'll try to shorten it, I'll still have to start at the beginning." The man said calmly. He proceeded to tell the story of the Dark Lord Voldemort, starting from his rise, all the way up to the current time. "He was resurrected a little over a year ago, and his followers have been rapidly gaining strength. As for the mission I'm hiring you for – I need you to protect Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizadry, but with taking extra caution to protect Harry Potter. He will be starting his sixth year at Hogwarts, and after the events of the previous five years, I think it's time to reach out for additional help," he concluded, bowing his head respectfully. "I trust Makarov completely, and he has assured me that you are his best mages available. I've also been informed of Jellal's past, as well as his current mission, and have decided he will be an immense help."
"So how are we going to be doing this, sir? Are we simply bodyguards?" Erza asked calmly, her eyes showing her brain already in full-on tactical mode.
"In a way. Yet, I wish to keep this somewhat quiet. I don't expect you all to be completely subtle – after all, I know Makarov, and I've heard of your rather rambunctious reputation," Dumbledore said lightly. "But I would like to ask you all to at least try to keep your true identities and intentions quiet. In short, the plan Makarov and I have agreed upon is that you will be go undercover as participants in a transfer program."
"So we're going to be going to school?" Wendy asked timidly. Dumbledore nodded reassuringly.
"Yes. Although, especially after seeing all of you in person, it would appear we are going to have to have a few of you pose as teachers," he responded, stroking his beard in thought.
"I've already decided who will be teachers," Makarov spoke up. "Laxus, Elfman, and Jellal will pose as teachers due to the fact that they simply cannot pass as teenagers. Cana will also be posing as a teacher, since she won't be able to drink otherwise," he announced. Everyone looked at each other. Except for Cana who raised her tankard in triumph. "Now then Albus, would you kindly explain your school, as well as the Sorting?"
Two hours later, the meeting finished. By the end, everyone knew the basics of Earth, its types of magic, the various rules and aspects of Hogwarts, and the concept of Houses and Sorting. Dumbledore even withdrew an old, talking hat from his robes and sorted the four "teachers". They were leaving for Earth via something called a Portkey in three days, so everyone set off to pack and otherwise prepare.
"So, Albus, are you sure it will be alright with this set up? I mean, there's two student-teacher relationships going on with this," Makarov suggested. "Well… official relationships at least. Cana and Bickslow and Evergreen and Elfman think they're sneaky but they're really not," he hastily added on. Albus just laughed heartily.
"As long as they're careful, I'm sure itll be fine. If worse comes to worse, I'll just announce the real reason they're there," He said calmly. Makarov rubbed the back of his head awkwardly.
"Well this should be interesting at least. I trust Erza and Jellal, but Laxus and Lucy… things may get a bit scandalous," he muttered to himself.
Chicka Chickaaaahhhh.