Midnight: Thank you all for your reviews! I love you guys! –Hands out Ratchet plushies to reviewers and readers and fake cries. I feel so loved! Okay drama aside, Hehehe, here is the next chapter of Strange Times. Hehehe –evil grin-

Otaku: Midnight. I think you're a little touched in the head. -She giggled childishly- In a good way, of course.

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or Transformers. If I did I wouldn't be writing this.

Midnight: Also part of my Inspiration for this is watching way too much of RedVsBlue and listening to insane music by Nightcore.

Otaku: I like Hollywood Undead.

-Watch the Wrench-

Chapter 2: Guardian Hatchet

-After Battle-

"Well, I'm bloody glad that's over." Harry cheered, handing the gun back to Epps before skipping off.

"Hey! Where ya going?" Epps shouted, confused.

Harry rolled his eyes. "To find my bloody damned wand of course." He replied, searching through a pile of rubble near where he thought he landed.

"Okay?" Epps scratched the top of his head watching the most likely insane wizard shift through rubble, before turning to Will who had walked up during the conversation.

"Who's that?" Will asked raising an eyebrow at the cursing Brit that they were currently watching, slightly amused.

"Long story." Epps sighed, shaking his head as he was glomped by a very cheerful Harry who screamed into his ear in excitement as he waved a very charred polished stick. "Look Epps! I found my wand." Harry waved it, sending a trickle of magic through it causing a few sparks, before the wand turned to ash and a bright red tail feather floated toward the ground slowly; as if mocking the stunned wizard- "Oh, Come the FUCK ON! I survived being attacked by a manic flying chip only to have my bloody fucking wand to turn ta ash? Just Great! Just bloody great!"

"There, there." Epps consoled, patting the pissed-off-close-to-crying-in-frustration wizard on the shoulder and allowing the man to continue clinging to him. "It will be alright."

"Not helping, Epps." Harry growled, mock-glaring at him. "Now I can't perform any magic except for what I told you!"

"Well, look on the bright side-" Epps began only to be interrupted by Harry, who started shaking him by the collar while Will watched amused as he growled, "What Bright side? I'm practically defenseless, in a dimension not my own with bloody giant robots having death matches with no bloody Merlin-be-damned wand, or a way home, and you want me to look on the BRIGHT SIDE?"

"Right, silly me." Epps replied sheepishly as Harry fumed and Will sweat dropped. "Never mind."

Will coughed, trying not to laugh at the pair and interrupting their bickering with a raised eyebrow. "Mind introducing us, Epps?"

"Oh, sorry." Epps chuckled nervously. "Will this is-"

Again, Harry interrupted him earning a glare from Epps which he ignored. "Harry Potter, Ex-wizard, dimensional traveler, former CMO and CO of the Unspeakables, at your service, mate."

"Major Will Lenox." Will said shaking his hand before asking. "Wizard?"

"Ex-wizard." Harry corrected absently, picking up the feather. "As you can see-" He waved at the pile of ash that had once been his wand before putting the feather in the bottomless pouch clipped to his belt. "Since my wands' destroyed, I can only do what limited wandless magic I know, which by the way, is mostly healing, a few house hold charms, brew potions, and change into my animagus form." Harry paused, before he started banging his head against a crumbling wall cursing his stupidity quite loudly.

"What's wrong Harry?" Epps asked worried the wizard had lost the rest of his marbles as Will watched confused.

"I just remembered." He moaned in pain. "I could have transformed into my animagus form and toasted that damn flying doritos chip!" Harry shouted, cursing his stupidity and himself for panicking. "Or I could just have thrown fireballs at him, but I was pissed and forgot!"

"I'm sorry, I'm having trouble believing you here." Will interrupted shaking his head. "Are you saying you can do magic and transform into something that throws fire? Are you insane?"

"Not sure about the insanity but the rest is quite true." Harry replied, personality doing a complete 180.

"Magic doesn't exist." Will stated firmly.

"Well, you're right but you're also wrong, Willy boy." Harry replied smirking at the look on Will's face at the nickname and ignoring Epps snicker. "As I stated earlier, I am not from this dimension, therefore with the exception of me, magic doesn't exist in this dimension. In mine, it runs rampant much like these robots do in this one. I know this isn't my world because the tech is far more advanced and there are no alien robots. Understand?"

"No." Will growled out. "I don't."

Harry sighed before taking the major's bleeding arm and placing his hand over the deep cut, a bluish-green light surrounding it and the wound; healing it in no time with no scar to show. "Believe me now?"

Will just stared at him stunned as Epps spoke up chuckling. "Yeah Harry, we do. Now you said you could have turned into something that could have torched the Dorit- Starscream?" He coughed at his almost blunder.

Harry explained to the two Marines what an animagus was before giving them a teeth filled grin/ "There's a reason my subordinates called me Flamethrower." After he said that, Harry formed a large ball of fire in his hand before extinguishing it.

"Wow." Epps breathed in awe before turning to a now slightly pale General, looking at his team leader with the largest puppy dog eyes Harry had ever seen. "So... can we keep him?"

-Time Skip-

After Epps had won the battle of wills, and the initial interrogation with Keller, Harry was now a part of N.E.S.T. as the human CMO, since he also had muggle medical training as while, and was sent to meet the Autobots and the two civilians at the N.E.S.T. Base in Nevada.

The Autobots, minus Jazz who was recovering in the med bay, stared the strange new human who radiated power unlike the others they met. He was the newest member of the human N.E.S.T. Team. The male wasn't overly tall, only coming to Epps' shoulder, slender, feminine with the muscle build of a runner, and he didn't wear a uniform unlike the rest of the adults. He wore a sleeve-less black, floor length, leather trench coat over a tight dark green wife beater, black leather pants with a white belt that had a white pouch, with a red cross on the front of it, clipped to it, white boots, white fingerless gloves and rectangle wire-rimmed glasses. He had long black hair tied back into a high pony tail braid, beautiful elfin features, snow white skin, and cunning emerald greens eyes.

"Hello, I'm Harry Potter, ex-wizard, dimensional traveler, former CMW and CO of the Unspeakables, and new human CMO for the N.E.S.T. team. Nice to meet you." Harry waved cheerfully up at the robots.

"Magic doesn't exist." Ironhide stated.

Harry rolled his eyes and sighed, suddenly reminded of Will. He closed green eyes, concentrating slightly as his form literally melted. His face elongating and body shifting to grow bigger. A few seconds later, a twenty foot long black dragon with a dark emerald green belly was staring at them. The dragon had huge leather wings, razor sharp black talons, long black horns that curled back over his head, large fangs that were spread into a sharkish grin, behind him whipped a long spiked tail while sly green eyes gazed at them. With a pop, the dragon disappeared and Harry stood grinning up at the stunned Autobots. "Any other questions?"

"Could you tell us about yourself and what you meant by CMW?" Optimus asked, still a bit dazed at the impromptu example.

"Sure." Harry replied as he began explaining about his dimension and the war he fought in. When he was done, he said. "I was the Chief Medical Wizard of the Unspeakables as well as Commanding Officer of the Unspeakables. My team used to call me Flamethrower and Bonesetter because of my bedside manner and other things."

Harry chuckled as he remembered some of his more unruly patients. "Though I wouldn't be like that if they stopped being idiots and stayed out of my med bay."

Ratchet gazed down at the interesting human, smirking as he picked up the Wizard, placing him in his hand, before bringing him up to his face, optics gleaming. "Hello little human, I am Ratchet, the Autobot CMO. How about I show you to the med bay?"

"Nice ta meet you, Ratchet." Harry grinned, an unholy gleam in his eyes. "Please do. Maybe we can trade a few tips on the way."

"That sounds doable." Ratchet replied, placing Harry on his shoulder before turning to Optimus. "I will take up Guardianship of him Optimus."

As he walked off with the grinning wizard, Ratchet called over his shoulder. "Oh. And all personal will report to the med bay for checkups in 1 hour." With a grinning Harry adding a cheerfull, "That's an order, men."

And thus, the unnatural meeting of medics happened between Bonesetter and Hatchet, spelling out doom for all who dared enter the med bay. Autobots and humans alike shuddered.

"I suddenly feel very afraid." Sam said from his spot on Bee's shoulder as the Scout nodded his head in agreement.

"You should, kid, you should." Epps intoned grimly. "Medics are an evil far worse than even Megatron."

The others nodded, knowing the truth, as Optimus shuddered with a faint, "Primus save us all."

-HEHEHE be afraid be very afraid-

Midnight: O dear lord what have I unleashed on the unsuspecting universe?

Otaku: An evil that should never have met. Evil. Evil. Evil.