Disclaimer & Author's Note: I do not own Vocaloid or any official character. Crypton does. I do not own Harry Potter, the boy himself, or any of the official characters. J.K. Rowling owns them all. Well... a third chapter... this focuses more on Harry and Hermione now... and hopefully explain more on what happened. Please read, folks. And thank you for those who take the time to leave a review. I appreciate it.
Chapter Three
Year 1985: England
Five year old Harry James Potter sniffled. The tears have since been gone, but he urged himself not to cry more. He was left abandoned somewhere far away from Surrey, in a park of some sort. He walked around, in the latest hand-me-downs from his fat whale of a cousin Dudley. Because of the clothes he wore, a lot of the adults mistaken him as a street urchin. And asking for help, most of the adults that walked by him gave no indication to him, and ignored him. Harry frowned, as he walked towards a park. He saw other children his age playing there, but as soon as they saw him, they began to laugh and point at him, calling him a dirty street rat. That made him even sadder, as he sat down on a bench, and buried his face into his hands and began to cry again.
"Hi," he heard a shy voice to his right. He looked up, still teary-eyed, and saw a little girl his age, wearing a simple yet cute summer dress that was orange with white frill-cut trims around the shoulders and edges of the knee-length dress. She had honey-colored eyes, and her hair was shoulder length, almost down to around her middle of her back. She wore brown strap-on sandals, and on her right wrist was a scrunchie band that has a white bunny ear-like bow decorating it.
He sniffs a bit. "H-hello," he greets her.
"Why are you crying?" she asked.
"B-because no one loves me," he whimpered, "my family abandoned me and left me here... calling me worthless. A freak..."
She gasped, and then clutched his hand, which caused him to blush a bit at the physical contact. She however also felt him flinch when she grabbed him. "You are not a freak... you look like an innocent and caring boy.... I don't know why your family would do this to you... but they can not be good people to abandon you like they have."
He sniffle a bit more.
"C'mon... we can go to my parents," she said.
"Uh... uh.... w-what's your name?"
"Oh..." she blinked and smiled, blushing a bit, "My name is Hermione Granger. What's yours?"
"All I know my name is Harry... I don't know my last name... s-sorry," he whispered.
She leaned close, and shyly kissed him on the cheek. "I forgive you Harry. It's a cute name for a cute boy."
He blushed even more, as she giggled. That giggle brought a warm smile to the green-eyed boy's face, as he fixed his glasses and dried them off on his shirt.
"Oh... are you hurt?"
He blinked as they sat off the bench. She pointed to his forehead, on his left temple, where there lay what looked like a lightning-bolt scar. She gently brought her fingers up to it, and he then realized what she was talking about.
"Oh... this... it's a birth mark... it's what the Dursleys told me..."
"Oh, Dursleys? As in the Vernon Dursley who runs that one drilling company?"
"They're not my real family... I... I don't even know who my parents were. They told me they died while driving... and that I survived... but... they... they still never cared for me much."
"You poor boy.... they sound so horrible... listen, we'll go find my mum and dad. They can understand. They're very nice people."
She gripped his hand, and he squeezed it. They felt a brief touch of electricity run through their fingers. Neither wanted to let go of the other, as they began to walk through the park...
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Ministry of Magic, Court Room 213
The bang of the gavel echoes, and the chains shatter, releasing a man with unkempt long hair. Soon, another rugged-looking man ran to the other and hugged him fiercely. Behind him, was an old man who wore half-moon specs and had a very long beard, and wore flamboyant robes that were purple with colorful stars and bursts, and he was smiling at how the court handled this case. Sirius Black was free from all charges that was made against him and also paid for his illegal imprisonment without a trial for four years.
"Sirius, I do hope you can forgive me for not being able to help you much sooner."
The real traitor, who killed the Potters, Peter Pettigrew, was being dragged away by heavy Auror force, watched over by Kingsley Shacklebolt.
"I forgive you Dumbledore," Sirius Black replied, as his friend Remus Lupin released him form the hug.
"Padfoot, I have to apologize as well."
"Think none of it Moony," Sirius said with a grin, before attempting to headlock his best friend. It brought a smile to Dumbledore's face. Sirius was a strong man indeed to have survived only four years false imprisonment in Azkaban.
Behind Dumbledore was the Weasley Family.
"Sirius, dear," Molly spoke up, "I'm sorry for believing all those lies the Daily Prophet released by that Skeeter woman."
"It's okay Molly... I just need a good shave and bath, and find my godson and honor my word I gave to James."
Dumbledore nodded. "I'll talk to you about that, but for now Sirius, let's all head to the Weasleys."
Author nodded. "Of course, Molly would love to celebrate your release and freedom of those trumped-up charges."
"And you young man are going to be fed until you can no longer move," Molly threatened Sirius, though she did this with a loving smile.
Sirius nodded before walking over to Percy Weasley. "Percy, next time we go to Diagon Alley, I'll buy you a new pet. How does that sound?"
Percy nodded, as he still could not believe that his pet rat had been in disguise an Animagus, and the man who helped kill the parents of the Boy Who Lived. "That would be fine Mr. Black."
Dumbledore cleared his throat, as he took out a long piece of rope. Once everyone touched it, a swirl of magic and they all vanished. Back in the Headmaster's office, Fawkes was awakened by something exploding near his perch that he almost fell. Managing to straighten his balance, the firebird looked, and saw one of the trinkets his bonded loved to have. It was a little device that gave Pivot Drive Number 4 protection against any Death Eaters who still run free in the world after Voldemort's death. The wards had fallen ever since the Dursleys abandoned Harry and told him tat he was not their son, or even related to them. But what caused the wards to finally fall were the words of Petunia Dursley remembering something that her sister said about magic. As much as she hated to say them, she denounced Harry as kin of blood.
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Somewhere in London, a local park; England
Harry and Hermione have been walking, holding each other's hand. They looked a bit of an odd couple, because of the way he's dressed one mistake him as a street rat, and Hermione looked like a girl from a simple yet well kept family. Yet, they were walking through the park looking for her parents. However, being her first time at the park other than the one at the school she goes to, they were starting to get lost.
"I really do not like this," Hermione said.
Harry gripped her hand tighter. "I'm here, Hermione."
She smiled at him, before they bumped into someone. Harry held her from falling back, and he looked up to see a bunch of taller kids.
"Well, well, well, if it isn't Dudley's freak of a cousin."
Harry paled. This was Dudley's friend who liked to beat him up. And he paled even more as one of them was eyeing Hermione with this lusting gaze. He felt sick to his stomach seeing them look at his new friend as if she was... as if she was a sex object.
"L-leave us alone," Harry said.
He was punched squarely in the face, sending him toppling to the ground. Hermione screamed, before she was roughly manhandled by the other boys. "Let go of me!" She shouted, but they didn't listen to her.
They ripped her dress off her, before one of them did the same to her white knickers, and that caused Harry to react. Without caring, a bright flash of anger rushed his body, and then there was a slight crackle of energy n the air, as a bolt of magic zipped form his body and crashed into the boy who punched him, sending him flying back. Hermione's emotions ran rampant, and she too released a dose of accidental magic, also sending the guys away. She managed to run to Harry and helped him up... before they seemed to vanish suddenly. The guys, and one who had his pants undone and dropped, they all heard a crack as Aurors soon appeared, and looked around for the heavy source of accidental magic that the Ministry detected. Instead... they see a bunch of muggle thugs.
"Who the fucks are you bloody freaks?" the leader said.
The Aurors only lift their wands and utter this incantation: Obliviate. A swirl of magic, and Harry and Hermione fall to the forest ground. Hermione had tears in her eyes, as her mind was registering that she was about to be raped, until... something happened that she couldn't explain.
"Hermione, are you alright? They didn't hurt you, did they?"
"No... I'm fine..." she said, but tears started to show, "but my clothes got torn... I'm naked."
Harry then took off his shirt. They were too big for him to wear, and on him, the bottom of the shirt covered almost the black shorts he wore which were one of the only things that fit him. He helped Hermione into his shirt, and she blushed now, feeling more comfortable being able to have clothing cover her body. The shirt was big, and it was able to cover her lower area well enough.
"Thank you Harry."
He smiled, before they heard the caw of crows, and looked up. Then they looked around. They were no longer at the park, and that gang wasn't here either. Somehow... they ended up somewhere else in the UK.
"Where are we...?"
"I don't know Hermione," Harry said, and hugged her tightly. She melted into his embrace, feeling very much safe this way. It would have been a bad choice, but, they started to walk. They could not explain how they ended up in this area, wherever it was... but just about fifty miles to the east was a wizarding town Hogsmeade. They were going in the opposite direction however...
Drs. Ronald and Tori Granger were looking around the park, with help from the local police. Their daughter seemed to have disappeared. However, a few people who were in the park told the bobby that they had seen the girl the police were describing walking through the park holding the hand of a boy her age with black unruly hair and green eyes, and seemed to wear hand-me-down clothing.
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Year 21XX: Crypton Media Future, Science Labs; Japan
Master frowned. "Damn it..."
His Vocalization failed yet again.
"Sir... the units are unable to be operable now..."
"Take them away," he said with a sad voice. The doctors nodded, and began to wheel the bodies out to be recycled and new bodies once again to be created.
He frowned, as his son and daughter laid there. Their chance of being able to live once again was not granted, and now, they were lost to him. The fading beeps tell him that, as his children succumb to the cancer... and they died. This process of Vocalization was different from how he performed the others, however. While the primary Vocalization was performed by the creating of a human-aided soul, this one not only took the souls of the previous host, but also everything about them. He turned off the machines, as he could no longer stand that flat-line noise. He began to cry...
I'm so sorry. Please forgive your father.
He decided to never again us this method, and stick with the old one.
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Year 1985: Somewhere in the United Kingdom (Actual Location: Scotland)
The day was falling towards night.
However, they were not alone.
They were running.
Two children ran through a dark forest. They had gotten lost in the city, and somehow ended up lost in a forest. But, they were running away from a group of humanoid wolves that were lusting for blood. Suddenly she cried and fell down, and the boy gasped and turned around back to her and helped her up. Then the growls echo around them.
"Get up!" He cried.
She clung to him, and he helped her up, until they were both slashed by a large hairy clawed hand. Both fell, with blood pouring from their wounds they received. Several of the human-looking creatures licked their lips, as one walked up to them, his eyes glowing a fierce gold.
"Humans... and such young children," said the humanoid wolf, cackling in a dark voice, "I have already had my fill... children taste so good. They are tender..."
The two held each other, hurt, and then they began to scream as the other wolves came down upon them, claws and teeth exposed.
"STOP!"
They did... they were close to tearing into them. The apparent leader of this pack of hungry man-eaters looked down upon the boy as the others baked away from their Alpha, and then he smiled weirdly.
"I knew it... so it's true... marked by a scar as the death of You Know Who... lies the Boy Who Lived... you are that child who befallen my master somehow." His gold eyes seem to glow almost at the thought he was having.
"W-what... Boy Who Lived?"
The man sneered, and began to choke Harry, while keeping his foot implanted down on the screaming frightened girl.
"I think I will honor my fallen master... by killing you Harry Potter!" Fefnir Greyback howls, before throwing him to the ground. One kick sent Hermione next to the battered Harry Potter, "make them suffer!"
For god know show many hours, the two children were attacked, bitten, slashed, and just physically manhandled. But the two didn't let go of each other, but even long after they began to bleed from the various injuries inflicted upon them. Harry's glasses were broken, his clothes ripped and torn. Both were exposed to the cold night air, their naked bodies inflicted with injuries that no mere man could possibly survive. Fefnir smiled, and then dove at them for the kill, until a sudden well of magic filters through the area, surrounding them. A swirl of wind engulfed them, wildly it spun, as energy twinkles, all in every form of color imaginable... like a rainbow. Their magical cores were calling out to them... magic was taking in a form of protection. Magic was shielding these two innocent souls. Magic... took them away under a powerful surge of its essence, and also injuring Fefnir with the backlash wave of magic that ripped through, tearing down a one mile radius of wood. At this same time, all detection wards and runes at the Ministry of Magic shattered, temporarily blinding them from sensing magic being performed by minors. And magic temporarily caused a magical blackout throughout the United Kingdom.
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Year 21XX: Oodori Park; Japan
Master left the Crypton building, the loss of his children weighing heavily upon his mind. First his wife had passed away peacefully on their 30th anniversary, and now, his son and daughter, both eighteen, passed away from a cancerous poison that infected them. He was all alone. Suddenly, he looked around as a gust of wind emerged. It blew back his lab coat and swept up his unruly dark brown hair. He brought his arms up to shield his vision as a bright flash of light emerged, followed by a swirl of rainbow energy. Appearing, almost materializing like some sort of anime transformation sequence, were two children, ages five; a boy and a girl. They collapsed onto the ground once the magical spectacle vanished. He took noticed that they were inflicted with various injuries; naked... they were holding onto each other regardless. He rushed to them as he dialed the emergency number.
They're barely breathing!
And this is where he found himself two hours later...
"Sir?"
He looked up, and a doctor stood before him.
"What are their conditions?"
"We stabilized them, but it seems they're having a hard struggle to continue living. Right now... they're wavering between life and death. And they still will not let go of the other's hand. We don't try to separate them, because for some reason, we feel that it would be an insult if we break their hold on the other's hand."
He nodded a bit. That was good and bad. Good because they're able to live, but bad because they're fighting to stay alive.
"Thank you doctor."
He nodded, and walked away, allowing him to sit back down, and run his hand through his hair. His cell beeped with a text, and he looked at it upon taking it out of his pocket. The men at the Science Labs were recreating the Len and Rin units, but this time was going for a younger age. He replied with a simple OK message.
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We can't let them die...
No, we can't... daddy tried to save us, but he was unable to. We cannot let them die too...
Harry and Hermione seemed to be in an infinite void of darkness. They opened their eyes. Both had their legs tucked up high close to their bodies, and their arms were wrapped around the knees. Their bodies were flawless of injury, and they floated here, hearing the voices.
Where are we?
Are we dead?
No silly... you are not dead... you're hovering between life and death.
We're here to save you from befalling the fate that took us from this world.
People say that magic does not exist, yet we always did believe in magic. My brother always liked to show me magic tricks, and I loved him for his caring feelings to me.
I do not wish to see children as young as you die such tragic deaths. The unexplained phenomenon saved you... as if by magic. But... we do not want you two to die. We can see to it that you both live. We will make sure dad saves you both the same way he tried to save us.
Then the presence was gone, and Harry and Hermione once again floated in this darkness. They have no clue how long they remained this way, but they floated closer, and closer, before reaching out. The two five year olds can see that the darkness began to recede, and the light grew brighter and brighter.
Harry...
Hermione...
Harry and Hermione finally met physically, and held each other's hands as their faces inched closer. They had to... they had to do this, before they seem to disappear. They felt themselves fading away, and they did not want to forget one another.
Harry...
They didn't understand what love was, but... they had to kiss... and kiss they did.
Hermione...
The two five year olds as the light began to engulf them, locked lips.
Harry!
They kissed passionately...
Hermione!
... Then they vanished.
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"Check everything; make sure there are no problems with the programs," someone barked out the orders.
"Sir, everything is in the green range. No bugs detected. The system is running smoothly."
"Sir... synchronization is complete. Vocaloid Units Len and Rin are in a stable condition and ready to be brought online."
The man who oversaw the operation bowed his head in a moment of silence, before looking up again. Displayed on a monitor before him were two names written in Japanese kanji. Translated it reads: Kagamine Len, online. Kagamine Rin, online.
Two young children on the brink of death brought back to life... I only hope they can live better lives as Vocaloids. If only we can learn more of their past, and where they even came from... I just hope nothing terrible befalls my two children.
He once again looked upon the image that shows him the rebirth of two old lives as Len and Rin.
Never again shall this process be used! He thought with vigor. He made a note after greeting his new children, to delete any and all information pertaining to this process of Vocalization. Then he hears the whisper of his son and daughter.
Thank you daddy... for saving their lives...
Tears welled in his eyes as he heard their voices again, and he felt warmth comfort him until the feeling faded. They came to him in a dream, telling him to save the two children. They told him to save them by any means. And he took this chance. He saved two lives from death. He cleared them away, and regained his posture before heading out to greet Len and Rin.
Now they could finally rest in peace...
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Present Day, Year 1996: Two Weeks since the Discovery
Ronald and Tori Granger looked down upon the photo of their little girl. They wondered how much she has grown... wherever she is... with the boy people say she befriended. This Harry Potter... They never thought magic existed, but they had found out from Dumbledore when the Ministry sent people to investigate all those years ago their daughter was born with a mystical gift of performing magic. Somehow, this magical force is what keeps them from having their memories erased because they were what the magic people called muggles. Their daughter was somewhere in the future... with the boy Harry Potter.
"Do you think Dumbledore can find our daughter?"
"They said Dumbledore was a powerful and wise wizard. He better find our daughter though," Tori whispered.
"Only a few people can go," Sirius said, having emerged into their room via fire place. His appearance startled them briefly, "You two will go naturally, and then myself. Remus would, but he's recovering after his transformation. And Dumbledore shall lead us, since he has enough magic to help power the special Portkeys with the help of Fawkes."
Ronald and Tori both nod.
"Now... I wish you can stop doing that... popping out the fireplace at will."
He smiled apologetically.
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Year 2196: Sapporo City, Hokkaido; Japan
Len and Rin left the clinic from their check-up, and from their meeting with Master. The two felt better being able to confide with Master, telling him that they were having these dreams again, and questioning what they meant... although it was uneasy, Master was able to help them through their trouble...
"Len?"
"Yeah, Rin?"
She suddenly kissed him on the cheek.
"Don't leave me, okay?"
He gripped her hand tightly.
"I promise you Rin... that I'll always be at your side through everything."
"I'm glad... you're my brother, Len... I love you."
"And I love you too, sis."
She smiled, and then they laced fingers. Both however had a thought in the back of their heads.
I wish he/she would love me more than sibling love.
Despite this thought, the Kagamines continued walking, heading towards the bus stop so that they can return home. No one however would ever know of an ensuing plot that would through extreme wills of magic, bring the past to the future.
How's that for a plot twist? It just came to me about the Vocalization process, and how I made it different. Master originally wanted to save his son and daughter by using this altered form of Vocalization, but when it failed, he vowed to never use it again, until Harry and Hermione appear out of the blue... and thus, begins Harry and Hermione's rebirth... as Len and Rin. Hm... if things start to get more serious, I may do a safety rating bump one higher. But we shall see.
Ja ne~