Harry and the Americans 4
While the Dark Lord was scrambling to do damage control like the CIA after Bourne, (that is Jason Bourne, and if you don't know who he is, you have not lived.) Harry was practicing with Josh and Argentum on the use of muggle weaponry. There was a firing range that the Americans and SAS had set up on the spacious 50 acre backyard of the mansion. The constant pop-pop-pop of submachinegun fire was heard almost constantly over the grounds.
"Not a bad grouping, Harry" Rambo said, holding up a quarter to Harry's target, covering all but one hole in the target. "You are still pulling a little to the right, try that weaver stance again." Harry stood, with feet apart, gun in a two handed grip, and he used both eyes to peer down the tritium sights of the SIG-SAUR P229 and squeezed the trigger five times, the silencing charm on the gun negating the need for ear protection. The replenishment charm on the clip also negated the need for reloads.
TING-TING-TING-TING-TING the brass from the bullets clanged to the ground, and Rambo checked the target again. "Better, Harry, you still have to get that first trigger pull right, on the double action, you are doing fine on single action." (A note for those who don't know gun terminology: Single action is where the hammer is pulled back, reducing the force/distance one must pull the trigger. Double action is where pulling the trigger both pulls back the hammer and drops it, making a longer trigger pull and a little harder to aim) Harry safed the weapon and holstered it.
Harry had been learning muggle firearms from the Americans and the SAS, and had found that he was a natural with a submachinegun and rifle. He also learned that the sword he had picked out worked well, and felt like an extension of his arm. The rifles and SMGs he used also felt like an extension of his body, as a good weapon should. The pistol seemed ok; it was just not quite an extension of his hand. The SIG P229 fit ok, but the semiautomatic pistol just did not fit quite properly. "Rambo, what are we doing next?" Harry asked.
Rambo looked down at him," We are going to help the house elves construct a barracks, then we will make a few necessary training buildings, and then hunt us some horcruxes."
Harry nodded, and, holstering the pistol, he walked inside to one of the ballrooms which had been converted to a training area, where he found Hermione and Argentum sparring with wooden katana. The sounds of clacking and explosive "Kiyas" Harry watched as his girlfriend and another hot girl in nothing more than sports bras and gym shorts whirled and moved in the dance of martial arts. Harry had been learning from Josh on how to use a sword, and that is where Harry was actually slightly better than Hermione. (Yeah, I know, the katana should be faster than the broadsword, but they are both made magically and weigh about 5lbs each: P) There were thunks from the side, where Josh was hurling knives at a wooden target, the two inch long blades sinking an inch into the oak target.
Right on the hour they stopped, and walked to the dining room, on which was laid a large sheet of architectural velum, and various sizes of triangles, architectural scales, compasses, and other drawing utensils. "Ok, so here we have the female quarters, along with the male quarters." Josh pointed to the various points where the areas were marked with dimensions. "Here we will put in a magical combat simulator. " He pointed to a small room off of a hallway with rooms labeled Armory, TACCOM Vehicles, and COMCENT. The house elves were pouring over the drawings, and the SAS had already had a C130drop a load of building supplies by parachute to the small ground unit. The elves had set to building the new building with a ready eagerness, and Hermione had almost cried and had dragged harry up the stairs when Harry had ordered the house elves to wear Hardhats while they were working on building.
The house elves, in their leather builder's garbs, made out of old scraps of saddle leather, and their diminutive hardhats were so cute, yet the building was half done within the week. Meanwhile Josh and Argentum discussed their trip to the wedding. An SAS contingent would be the perimeter security and provide rear guard. Josh, Argentum, and Jobadiah along with one of the other WOLF members would provide in-party cover, while the other Americans would hold the line. They would rendezvous back at Harry's house with Ron in tow at 0900 GMT (Greenwich Mean Time for all you non-pilot/nautical/military folks out there.) The plan was sound; the only problem was how to get to the Weasleys without being noticed by muggle or magical persons. This involved a visitor who Harry was especially happy to see.
"Mr. Weasley!" Hermione and Harry shouted simultaneously. The red-headed man was smothered in a hug as he walked through the door.
"Harry, Hermione! Good to see you too!" He said. Then he turned to Josh, who was standing in the background, holstered guns visible in his tactical vest. "Are those those 'Guns' that muggles use to kill each other?" Mr. Weasley asked curiously.
"Yes they are, now, if you will follow us we can get down to business." Josh said, as he led them into the conference room where Argentum had set up a SMART board and was drawing various diagrams over a map. Mr. Weasley almost swooned at the sight of all the muggle technology. "Now then, Mr. Weasley, we have an up-to-date map of your property, and have also planned an LZ for our helicopter nearby. We are going to be deploying a dozen trustworthy troops around the perimeter of this wedding and the festivities. We will hold the line against any intrusion, and provide a rear guard function. I am warning you that Harry now has a contingent of bodyguards who will be arriving with him."
Mr. Weasley nodded, "All right, I will warn Molly." Mr. Weasley then got the grand tour, and he fainted when he saw the six Humvees parked in the carriage house for the manor. "Is that one of those Humvees that the muggle army uses?" he asked once he regained consciousness.
Harry smiled, "Yes they are, and they will be arriving at your house tomorrow, bringing me and my crew." Harry patted the large vehicle.
"Mr. Weasley, I would recommend you starting on your way home now, before Mrs. Weasley starts to worry." Said Hermione. Mr. Weasley nodded, and, walking out of the boundaries of the manor, he dissapparated, leaving Harry, Hermione, and their contingent standing, waving goodbye. Once Mr. Weasley had gone, the group turned back and walked into the house.
The construction of the barracks was going well, and the House Elves could be left to their own devices. After a good night's rest, Harry and Hermione piled into the back of one of the Humvees, Josh and Argentum sat up front. At the head of the six car convoy was Rambo and Gwen, followed by and SAS manned vehicle. After the SAS followed Josh and his passengers, followed by the second SAS vehicle, which was in front of the Humvee driven by Madison with Jobadiah riding shotgun. The final vehicle was driven by the last four SAS commandos.
Over the river and through the woods, to the Weasley house they went. At one point, driving through what the map called Luton, Death eaters attacked the convoy, but were unable to penetrate the wall of lead thrown by the miniguns mounted on top of the Humvees. (ahh, I love the sound of a minigun at any time of day). The convoy arrived safely at their destination, and other than the brief firefight, nothing of consequence had happened. Molly was awestruck when the six massive cars pulled into the lane that ran up to her home, pulled past the home, and parked in a field that ajoined the backyard. She was even more astonished when the soldiers dismounted their vehicles and began setting up a camp. The final surprise was when Harry and Hermione jumped out of the back of one of the Humvees.
"HARRY!" Ginny came running out of the house and caught Harry in a flying tackle-hug. Harry "oofed" and fell on the ground.
"Good to see you too Ginny." He said. Hermione was not spared from the tackle-hug, because Ginny got up and tackled Hermione. Once both Harry and Hermione had picked themselves out of the grass and greeted Ginny, they were greeted by the rest of the family.
"Wicked!" was Ron's only comment for the massive cars parked in the backyard of the burrow. The SAS had already begun setting up a defensive perimeter around the house. One of the SAS men climbed to the top of the Burrow and set up with a Barrett .50 caliber, and his spotter climbed up and set up next to him with a pair of binoculars.
"This is Eagle's Eire, Comm's check." He said. Down on the ground the words coam through Josh's headset.
"Roger that Eagle's Eire, we read you five-by-five (note, this means they can hear them loud and clear)" the snipers nodded from their rooftop perch.
The SAS began to set up a perimeter for the party, hiding in plain sight as bushes and other objects, using the muggle techniques of ghilli suits and other such camouflage.
Around the perimeter were the SAS soldiers : Todd, John and Jacob took the front side and left. Mat, and Lora took the sniper position, Jack, Laura, Lisa and Lauren took the back and right side. Finally, The Americans and Liza and Tammi would be undercover in the actuall party.