Disclaimer: All HP characters are the property of JKR, the WB, and respective publishing companies. All portions of the Pokémon universe/worlds/characters are the property of The Pokémon Company, Nintendo, Creatures Inc., and GAME FREAK Inc. This story is nothing more than a simple FanFiction that I have written for my own enjoyment. I have made no money from this or any of the other stories I have posted on this or other sites.

Warnings: Mild to moderate violence, character death, character bashing (all Weasleys & Hermione), alternate universe (i.e. kiss canon goodbye), OCC behaviors and personalities, and who knows what else.

AN1: The credit for the Story Prompt/Challenge used to create this one-shot goes to the Guru of Challenges; Challenge King since he was the one that inspired this plot bunny and helped revive my Pokémon-hybrid muse. See the first author's note at the top of the first chapter (prologue) for details.

AN2: This story is self-beta'd; so there may be occasional grammatical or spelling errors that crop up every now and then and for those I apologize in advance.

Chapter Nine: Mob Mentality

March 30, 2031
Berry Meadow, Route 01
Kanto Region

They hadn't been in the grass for long when they would encounter their first wild Pokémon; a purple and cream rat with overlarge front teeth about the size of a house cat. Harry pulled out his PokéDex to catalog the Pokémon he knew was a Rattata (the Mouse Pokémon and one of the types he'd worked with at Oak's Lab) while Daisy automatically stepped forward to snap a picture of the curious creature. According to his PokéDex, the female Rattata was only at level two and therefore had far less experience than their Starter Pokémon.

"What do you think, little one; should we battle this Rattata?" Harry asked his Cyndaquil as he crouched down to study the wild Rattata as she eyed him with confused curiosity; her eyes lighting up with excitement the moment Harry spoke the word 'battle'.

"Battle! Good, good fight now!" the Rattata agreed enthusiastically.

Harry's Cyndaquil hesitated before he nodded in agreement; his fighting spirit strong despite his timid nature. Harry set the Cyndaquil down on the ground in front of him while the others drew back so as to give them plenty of room when it became clear that Harry was going to have Cyndaquil battle the Rattata. Harry had barely let go of Cyndaquil before the Rattata was charging towards the Fire Mouse Pokémon in an attempt to Tackle him.

"Dodge her!" Harry ordered before he scrambled backwards to avoid getting caught in the attack when Cyndaquil managed to sidestepped at the last second; the Rattata skidding to a stop not far from Cyndaquil after her attack had missed.

"No PokéTongue!" Luna sang out; her tone amused and chiding.

"Right," Harry agreed as he forced himself to think 'human' even as he concentrated on the battle. "Quick; use Tackle, little one."

The Cyndaquil threw himself at his opponent and curled into a ball at the last second. He hit the Rattata square in the side just seconds later and sent the purple Pokémon tumbling. Harry whooped with excitement over his Cyndaquil's successful hit. The Rattata recovered a moment later and attacked Cyndaquil with Tail Whip and Harry quickly told his Pokémon to dodge the Status Attack and Tackle the wild Pokémon a second time. The Rattata wouldn't recover from the second hit; the additional blow from a spinning Cyndaquil knocked her out cold.

"Good job, little one," Harry praised as he scooped Cyndaquil up into his arms once more.

He then glanced down at the unconscious Rattata as he tried to decide whether or not he wanted to 'capture' the wild Pokémon. After thinking about it for a few minutes, he decided against it since he would rather spend a little more time bonding with his Cyndaquil before he took on another Pokémon. Decision made, Harry moved over to the unconscious Rattata and took a few minutes to hide her away in a little bower he made by looping a few clumps of tall grass around her. It might seem a bit cruel to just leave her like that but he knew she'd wake up in a minute or two.

That was one thing that Professor Oak and Daisy had both stressed while teaching the trio about wild Pokémon battles; unless you intended to capture the Pokémon, do not attempt to handle them because they would instinctively attack you if they woke up and found themselves restrained. Battle induced injuries usually faded within five to twenty-four hours (depending on how serious the injury was and how 'drained' a Pokémon was at the end of the battle) due to the internal energies that gave the Pokémon their powers preventing their bodies from taking serious damage from another Pokémon Attack.

Injuries that Pokémon obtained in a battle were therefore non-life threatening even if they did cause the Pokémon pain until they were healed.

That didn't mean that Pokémon couldn't kill one another; they could, since there were some species of Pokémon whose diets consisted of their fellow Pokémon. However, the number of Pokémon actually killed by other Pokémon was fairly low. That was especially true when it came to wild Pokémon; since a wild Pokémon would only kill another Pokémon in order to eat it or in defense of its young (for those species that formed a parental bond with their offspring). No wild Pokémon would ever kill another Pokémon simply for the sake of killing it.

Domesticated Pokémon, on the other hand, obeyed the whims of their Trainers and were therefore less driven by their instincts and more likely to kill a Pokémon if ordered to by their Trainer. That's not to say that all Trainers went about randomly killing every single Pokémon that they came across; they didn't. But there were some Trainers out there that relished in killing for sport (much like wild game hunters back in the trio's original world). There were also poachers that killed or captured wild Pokémon for profit.

Pokémon were also far more likely to be killed by human hands than they were by other Pokémon even if you counted those Pokémon trained to kill by their human partners. Physical damage that was inflicted upon a Pokémon by human devices and tools were not healed by their internal powers because their internal healing abilities could not recognize the injury as damage obtained in battle. There were exceptions for those Pokémon that had the ability to grow back their limbs or tails (three examples being Slowpoke, Staryu, and Starmie) but very few species actually had such an ability.

For the rest of the Pokémon population, knife wounds, gunshot wounds, taser wounds, or blunt trauma caused by a tool or weapon (such as a pipe, shovel, or knife) could potentially kill, cripple, or seriously injure them. It was against the law for a human to attack a Pokémon using such methods as a result. And if caught abusing Pokémon in such a fashion, the perpetrator would be stripped of any Pokémon Licenses registered to his or her name, pay a steep fine, spend a minimum of five years in prison for each confirmed offense, and would never again be allowed to legally own, breed, raise, or train another Pokémon.

Pokémon could also die from old age, heart ache, poisoning, or disease as well. Death is, after all, merely a part of life.

Leaving the unconscious Rattata behind, the four pre-teens and their Pokémon continued through the long grass towards the berry bushes that grew throughout the meadow. Every couple of yards, their small party would be ambushed by wild Pokémon that were drawn towards the sound of rustling grass or the sounds of battle. Each time they were attacked, they would take turns letting their Starter Pokémon face the attacking Pokémon so that each of them could gain experience. It was fun; for both Trainers and Pokémon.

It was also somewhat exhausting for the young Pokémon as they were not used to fighting quite so often. The older Pokémon didn't get much of a chance to actually fight; the wild Pokémon avoided them due to the fact that they could sense how much stronger the former wands and Hallows were (Dudley's Klefki once again secured in its PokéBall). The presence of those five Pokémon also reduced the overall number of Pokémon that sought them out; only the bravest of the wild Pokémon daring to sneak past them to face the four younger ones in battle.

In addition to the battles, Harry often took time to question the wild Pokémon in order to learn more about them and the meadow they lived in. His reasons for doing so were two-fold; one, he had promised both professors that he would carry out the research each had tasked him with and two, he really wanted to learn more about the creatures. He thought they were fascinating; even more so than the various magical creatures he'd encountered in the wizarding world. The fact that Pokémon could speak and were intelligent enough to hold conversations was the biggest reason for his fascination.

Halfway through the field, the group would stumble upon the burrow that Gryffin had dug five months earlier. The small underground cave had unsurprisingly become home to a rather large colony of Rattata at some point after the trio had abandoned it. The four children half expected most of the colony to come forward to battle but were surprised when most of the wild Mouse Pokémon withdrew into the burrow instead. As they trooped passed the tunnel entrance a moment later, Harry glanced down the darkened tunnel and noted a dozen beady eyes watching them.

He was half tempted to stop and ask them why they were so frightened but eventually decided against it when he recalled the way some of the more timid creatures were chased off by the presence of the five former magical artifacts. He also knew there was a slight chance that those Rattata present were all younger, less experienced Pokémon that were easily intimidated.

Once past the burrow, the number of wild Pokémon ambushing them dwindled down to nothing. The three world travelers thought nothing of it but Daisy grew a little anxious; she well knew the reputation of the Spearow Flocks that lived in Berry Meadow and there had been no Spearow amongst their earlier attackers. Approximately half an hour after they had passed the burrow, the quartet reached the Pecha Berry Bushes and found the scattered bushes bursting with colorful blossoms in various stages of bloom and the air heavy with the scent of freshly opened flowers.

They spent several minutes wandering from bush to bush looking for any berries but they didn't have any luck; it was either far too early in the season or the berries had already been stripped from the bushes by the wild Pokémon. The trip across the meadow had still been worth it in Harry's eyes though since the blooming berry bushes were rather pretty to look at and their newest Pokémon had gained a wealth of experience from the numerous battles they had participated in as they moved through the grass.

Daisy had just finished taking a few pictures of the flowering bushes when their luck ran out as hundreds of small brown, red, cream, and black bird Pokémon rose up out of the grass all around them. There were so many of the angry little birds that they near blocked out the sun as they surrounded the quartet and their Pokémon.

"This is bad… very bad," Daisy muttered as she warily eyed creatures surrounding them. "That's the largest flock of Spearow I've ever seen and it's at least twice as large as rumors said it was. I didn't even know there were that many Spearow living in the meadow."

As if her words were a sign, the Spearow Flock began discordantly chanting, "Thief, thief, thief…"

"Uh, do I even want to know what their saying?" Dudley asked a little nervously.

"They're calling us thieves," Harry replied as he canted his head to the side and listened closely to the calls of the wild Pokémon. "I don't know why though; since we didn't actually take anything from them."

"It's because we're in their territory," Daisy pointed out as she tucked her camera back into her pack before she let her hand hover over the zippered compartment where she was carrying a bunch of Pokémon treats. "Do you think we should give them a few of the treats we brought with us? If we do, then maybe they'll leave us alone."

"No, it will not matter to them; they will attack us no matter what," Luna countered as she reached out to stop Daisy from opening up the supply pocket. "If we offer them food, they will take that as an open invitation to shred our bags and take all of our supplies for themselves. They're nothing but a bunch of greedy bullies that enjoy ganging up on and terrorizing anyone that steps into the meadow."

"Harry, do you think you can talk them into leaving us alone?" Dudley inquired as Luna's words seemed to agitate the angry flock further.

"Sure," Harry agreed before he cleared his throat and focused on the nearest bird. "There's no need for all of you to get so grumpy; we're not staying here. In fact, if you'd just back up and give us a bit of room, we'll leave right now."

"…thief," the birds chanted one last time before the crowd of angry birds fell silent; a few of them actually froze up in shock upon hearing him speak 'Spearow' and fell out of the sky. Then all at once, the rest of the flock seemed to puff themselves up as they picked up a new chant of, "Fight, fight, fight…"

"I'll take that as a resounding no," Dudley deadpanned as he pulled his gaze off the flock and cast a sideways glance at Harry.

"My words gave them a reason to change their tune; now they want to fight," Harry calmly stated as he met Dudley's gaze for a brief second before he returned his attention to the wild Pokémon. "I don't suppose the lot of you would consider lining up to battle us one on one, would you?" That only made the birds angry enough to start their attack. "I didn't think so."

Spork was the first Pokémon to react; the small Spoink using Mirror Coat to protect their small group from Status Attacks launched by the Spearow. Gryffin darted out in front of Harry next and let loose a Noble Roar that washed over half of the flock, dropping the angry birds' Attack Stat and chasing off a few of the weaker birds. Gryffin's Status Attack rebounded off of Spork's Mirror Coat at the same time and spared their own Pokémon from having their Attack Stat lowered by the sound based attack.

Keys let itself out of its PokéBall a split second after Gryffin loosed his Noble Roar and the moment the Litleo stopped his attack, it attacked with Metal Sound. Like Gryffin's attack, Metal Sound targeted the foe's Stats; sharply dropping a foe's Defense by two full levels. It also affected multiple targets and was again bounced off of the Mirror Coat that surrounded the quartet and their Pokémon.

The other Pokémon soon joined in the fight with Nargle, Rex, and Cyndaquil using Leer to further lower the Defense Stat of the Spearow while Snuggles and Charmander used Growl to lower their Attack Stat; their attacks only affecting a large number of the wild Spearow and not their Pokémon. Trouble would then follow up with Confuse Ray; yet another Status Attack that affected multiple targets and which Mirror Coat prevented from affecting their Pokémon. Lastly, Moony used Swords Dance to boost his own Attack Stat in preparation for his attack.

At the same time as the group's Pokémon were defending their humans from the wild Pokémon, the Spearow launched a multi-pronged attack using Growl, Leer, Peck, and Fury Attack. The two Status Attacks were deflected by Mirror Coat while the Physical Attacks had to be blocked or dodged, though more than a few of the attacks landed due to the sheer number of Spearow that were attacking. Several of those wild Spearow that had been confused by Trouble's Confuse Ray ended up attacking themselves or another member of the flock.

Chaos and confusion reigned in midst of the mob for several minutes as the wild Pokémon attacked and their Pokémon counter attacked while the four children did their best to shield the four youngest Pokémon from the worst of the attacks. Unlike the one-on-one battles they had participated in earlier, there were no carefully thought out battle orders; the quartet simply allowed the Pokémon to fight instinctively least their frantic instructions leave their Pokémon open to an attack they couldn't see.

That was especially true for the older six Pokémon who may or may not have actually listened to their inexperienced trainers during the chaotic battle.

Five minutes into the battle, Gryffin ceased attacking the wild Spearow and dug down into the earth using Dig. He would return five minutes later and drag Harry down into the hole with him. Harry yelped in surprise as he was pulled into the ground and automatically snagged hold of his Cyndaquil so he wouldn't be separated from the young Pokémon. The other three ten year olds and most of their Pokémon soon joined him under ground when Nargle herded them into the tunnel.

Harry felt a small spark of concern when Gryffin immediately blocked the tunnel the moment everyone but Moony was inside of the underground refuge and he couldn't help but ask, "Gryffin, why did you lock Moony out? He needs to be protected from the mob as well!"

"We are not protecting you from the wild Spearow," Nargle interjected before Gryffin could reply. "We are protecting you from Moony's attack."

"What do you mean?" Harry asked with more than a little trepidation.

"Moony, the Elder Wand, is the strongest of those that chose to remain with you," Gryffin answered as he returned to Harry's side once the small tunnel was sealed and used Ember to start a small fire so that they could see. "His most effective attacks are devastating and they will affect all within in range; including you and the rest of us Pokémon. Because of that, it is not safe for him to unleash those attacks while you were within range. So, hiding you and the others underground while he remains up there will allow him to deal with the mob of Spearow that attacked us."

"I didn't know Moony had any attacks like that; what attack is he going to use?"

"Perish Song," Trouble whispered as she hovered above Harry's head.

"I've never heard of that move before; what does it do? It's not going to kill the wild Spearow, will it?"

"No, Perish Song will not kill the Spearow," Nargle stated firmly as she hopped onto Luna's lap. "However, it is a dangerous attack because all who hear it will fall unconscious within five minutes and they will not wake up for twenty-four hours; leaving the victims vulnerable to further attack. It is also effective on humans; which is why we brought you down here."

"Does that mean that it will also knock Moony out?"

"No, those that use Perish Song are immune to its effects unless it is another that is using that move on them," Trouble replied as she settled down on his shoulder with part of her wispy body sinking into his limb and chilling him to the bone.

"What's happening?" Dudley inquired as he leaned around Luna and Daisy in order to catch Harry's gaze.

"Moony is using a wide range attack that will knock out every creature within range," Harry replied as he struggled with the negative connotations of such a devastating attack (much as he'd originally struggled with Moony's classification as a 'dark' Pokémon. In the end, he came to the conclusion that the attack wasn't as terrible as it sounded because it didn't actually cause any lasting harm. "Humans included, according to Nargle."

Silence fell over the group for a long minute before Daisy rounded on the two boys as she imperiously stated, "The two of you are never allowed to lead us off the road to explore again. I told you that the Spearow would mob us if we set foot in their territory but you just had to go charging in anyway! From now on, Luna and I are in charge of any side trips we take; is that clear?"

"Yes, ma'am," Harry and Dudley crowed in unison.

"Good, because if either one of you ever get us mobbed again, I'm going to stuff you both in dresses and make you both dance as part of Charm's Contest acts."

"I'd rather let Rex use me as a chew toy," Harry muttered with a small shudder as he thought back to the disastrous Yule Ball of his fourth year.

"That can be arranged," Daisy haughtily announced before all four of them burst into giggles; the laughter less about being amused and more about being relieved that they were no longer under attack. Once they'd calmed down, Daisy sighed and pointed out, "Really though, we never would have been in so much trouble if we didn't invade the Spearows' territory. We have to show a little more respect to the wild Pokémon unless we want to end up in trouble all the time."

"It was not a lack of respect that caused us to be attacked," Harry countered as he absently scratched his Cyndaquil under the chin, making the small Fire Mouse Pokémon purr like a cat. "The other wild Pokémon we encountered didn't mind us passing through and those we fought against had been rather happy to battle unfamiliar Pokémon. And if they were truly just looking to defend their territory, then they would have tried to chase us off long before we reached the berry bushes instead of giving us time to wander about and take a good look around."

"The encounter with the Spearow was an important learning experience for Harry in any case," Luna added as she ran her fingers through Nargle's feathers and fluffed them out so that they were all standing straight up; making the poor bird Pokémon look like she'd stuck her beak in an electrical socket. "He needed to know that his ability to speak to Pokémon does not equate absolute control over any Pokémon that hears him speak. It was best that he learned that lesson now, when we were facing such a weak mob of Pokémon, rather than when our lives are truly in danger."

A grimace briefly crossed Harry's face as he realized just how arrogant he'd grown after working with the domestic Pokémon at Professor Oak's Lab. Even the wild Pokémon that he had encountered in and around Pallet Town had been willing to obey him. He really should have known better but he'd been rather caught up in the excitement of the research that he'd been helping the Professor with and had been spoiled by the willing obedience of the Pokémon he'd interacted with since he treated them with respect and usually asked nicely.

He briefly wondered how he'd managed to feel such arrogance in the face of his inability to feel negative emotions before he realized that arrogance wasn't really an emotion; it was more a cross between a state of mind and a learned behavior. Letting out a soft sigh, Harry reached up to pull off his glasses so that he could scrub at his face for a moment before he replaced his glasses and mentally made a note to keep a closer eye on his behavior least his arrogance lead them into further trouble down the road.

"Wait, are you saying that you knew we'd be mobbed by the Spearow and you didn't warn us?" Daisy demanded in shock as she whirled to stare at the blind blonde.

"I could have warned everyone but then Harry would not have learned his lesson," Luna replied serenely. "Pokémon are not the only creatures that learn from experience and the various tests and lessons we each will face as we continue our journey will only help us to grow stronger. At the same time, those experiences will enrich our lives and provide us with hundreds of stories that we will one day tell our children and grandchildren in order to inspire and teach them."

"Couldn't you just have told Harry that he was getting too big for his britches and warned him that not all Pokémon would listen to him?"

"Yes, but he would not have learned the lesson properly. Harry is more of a hands-on learner; he learns best when he is allowed to make his own mistakes because the lessons hold more meaning for him that way."

"Luna would have warned us if there is a real risk that one of us would be seriously hurt," Dudley added as he scooched closer to Luna in order to offer her his support for her decision.

"We also can't expect Luna to plot out our every move; it wouldn't be fair to her," Harry quietly pointed out.

"That would also make for a rather boring journey," Luna sing-sang as she leaned up against Dudley.

"Oh," Daisy murmured as she glanced between the three of them. "I'm sorry for getting angry."

"You don't have to apologize, Daisy; you're still getting to know our quirks while the three of us have had years to get to know one another," Harry countered with a negligent wave of his hand. "I also wouldn't be surprised if we step on each other's toes every now and then since we'll be spending so much time together over the next few years."

"Oh, most definitely, Harry's particularly good at stepping on toes; especially when dancing," Luna quipped around a giggle and Harry blushed with mild embarrassment over the second reminder of the Yule Ball.

Before Harry could come up with an appropriate retort, Nargle calmly interjected, "Moony has finished dealing with the Spearow."

"Thanks, Nargle," Harry murmured in response before he turned to his Litleo. "Griffin, could you please dig us out now?" He then glanced up at his companions to add, "Moony finished taking down the Spearow; it's safe for us to leave now."

It would only take the Lion Cub Pokémon two minutes to burrow through the dirt and the group emerged from the rough underground cave they'd taken shelter in. The moment they crawled out into the open, they were met with the sight of a solemn Moony sitting in the center of what looked like a carpet of unconscious Spearow flattening the grass for at least a dozen yards in every direction. The Absol's eyes were dark and shadowed as the Pokémon sought to meet the gaze of his Trainer and Harry's heart briefly ached for his Pokémon as he read the trepidation in the Disaster Pokémon's eyes.

The powerful Pokémon feared he would be rejected out of fear for what Harry's arrogance had forced him to do.

Harry briefly thought it was a good thing that he couldn't feel fear as he boldly strode up to Moony and wrapped the Absol in a hug as he softly proclaimed, "You're the absolute best, Moony; and don't you ever let anyone ever tell you otherwise. I only wish we hadn't forced you to protect all of us from the Spearow like that; you never should have been forced to fight alone."

"Someone has to watch over you, human," Moony thickly teased in return as he pressed his cold nose into Harry's neck and sagged against the pre-teen; the Pokémon relieved that he had not lost his wizard's love and respect.

Harry chuckled into Moony's neck ruff for a moment before he pulled back and began inspecting the large Pokémon for injuries. The other three pre-teens soon followed his example and began examining their Pokémon for injuries. Most of the injuries they found were scratches and bruises with an infrequent small gash from where an occasional Physical Attack had gotten through their defenses during the short period of time they'd been right in the middle of the mob. It would only take them about half an hour to treat those minor injuries.

As soon as they were finished, the group began heading back towards the road; though Harry lingered long enough to take several digital pictures of the fallen Spearow using the camera function of his PokéDex. Once the quartet reached the road, they picked up their pace in order to put as much distance between themselves and Berry Meadow as possible before the Spearow woke up. They didn't stop walking until sunset when they moved off the road and set up camp beneath the canopy of a small copse of fir trees where they would be harder to spot from the sky.

While the others set up camp and started supper, Harry sat off to one side and wrote out his first official research report as a licensed Researcher.

Date: 30-03-2031
Time: 13:23
Location: Route 01 – Berry Meadow
Region: Kanto
Researcher ID#: 0018708HP
Trainer ID#: 062442HP, 062443LL, 062444DD, 062441DO
Subject: Wild Spearow

Overview: An abnormally large flock of overly aggressive wild Spearow is having a
negative impact on the environment in and around Berry Meadow.

Report: During a brief foray into the tall grasses of Berry Meadow to inspect the wild
PokéBerries bushes growing in the area my companions and I encountered a flock of wild
Spearow containing between three and four hundred individuals. The entire flock displayed
an aggressiveness that was above and beyond the usual territorial nature that the species as
a whole has been known to exhibit when confronting trespassers.

The flock accused us of being thieves even though we did not touch the berry bushes and
an attempt was made to reason with the Spearow. The Spearow were unwilling to listen
and went from throwing accusations to demanding to fight. An offer to battle them one at
a time was refused and the entire flock mobbed our small group while our Pokémon
banded together to protect us from the Spearow.

The entire battle was short lived due to the actions of our Pokémon. My Litleo dug an
underground burrow for us to hide in while my Absol remained above ground to deal with
the Spearow. The area-wide attack used knocked out those members of the flock that had
not been knocked out during the first few minutes of the fight when we were all still
above ground.

Observations: The out of character behavior demonstrated by those Spearow that were
part of the flock include; a lack of attempts to vocally warn us away from the area, there
were no individual or small group attempts made to stop our forward progress, and the
entire flock surrounded us in an attempt to keep us from leaving instead of chasing us off.

Additionally, the level of intelligence displayed by the flock was comparable to that
displayed by Pokémon that are ranked as level three or lower; that includes those
individuals in the flock that were above level five. The mob-mentality they displayed was
worrisome due to the extreme levels of aggressiveness.

Furthermore, the violent nature of the flock has had a negative impact on the population of
the other species of wild Pokémon that usually make their home in the area. The only two
species outside of the Spearow still living within the area were Pidgey and Rattata while
there was a notable absence of Bug and Grass Pokémon that are native to the area.

Natural food sources in the area have also been seriously depleted and what little food
remains is hoarded by the Spearow. That is especially true of the wild PokéBerry bushes
that grow within the meadow.

Recommendations: I recommend that the Spearow flock be broken up and a minimum of
sixty percent of their numbers relocated to under populated areas in order to reduce the
strain the abnormally large flock has been placing on the ecosystem of the meadow. I also
recommend that native Pokémon and alternative food sources be reintroduced to the area
in order to restore the balance.

END REPORT

Once he had finished his report on the Spearow, Harry wrote out a letter for Professor Oak detailing the moves that their Pokémon had used during the incident. He also assured the man that all four of them had come out of the incident unscathed and that they would be extra careful in the future. As soon as he finished writing the letter, he attached the photos he'd taken to the file along with his report and sent it off to Professor Oak.

He then spent an hour spoiling his Pokémon (and sharing his lap with Daisy's Charmander) before he helped feed all of the Pokémon. After supper, he would spend the rest of the night under a veritable blanket of Pokémon while he transferred a copy of his report into the blank journal he'd been given by Professor Oak to record his research notes while traveling and added several extra notes about the observations he had made of both the group's Pokémon and the wild Pokémon that they had encountered.

The rest of their journey to Viridian City would be fairly uneventful outside of a few wild Pokémon battles.

Notes:

Pokémon Parties (M = Male, F = Female, G = Genderless)

Daisy:
Name TBA – F Charmander

Dudley:
Keys – G Klefki
Rex – M Totodile

Luna:
Nargle – F Natu
Spork – M Spoink
Snuggles – M Chikorita

Harry:
Moony – M Absol
Gryffin – M Litleo
Trouble – F Misdreavus
Name TBA – M Cyndaquil

AN: I had originally planned to have this chapter up yesterday but I spent most of the day curled up in bed sleeping off a rather nasty migraine that I didn't quite catch before it hit me. I then had to spend most of today reformatting the chapters I re-uploaded for re-posting since I hadn't gotten to that either before my head and stomach rebelled against me because I hadn't been paying my body close enough attention. Not that today was much better since I still feel like I have a herd of hippogriffs tap dancing on my brain and my stomach is being picky about food.

Anywho, the first ten chapters were updated alongside this post but there is no real reason for you to go back and re-read everything because most of the edits made were just minor corrections along with removing some obsolete author's notes. And yes, I will be posting the Viridian City arch this weekend (and partially into next week) as well. No, I don't know how many chapters that it off the top of my head right now and please don't ask me to count them; numbers make my head hurt worse at the moment.

Actually, thinking makes my head hurt.

For those of you curious as to what held this chapter up for so long, it was writing that dang research report. I'm still not one hundred percent happy with it but it is at least ten times better than my first dozen attempts. I suppose I could have just cut it out but I felt it needed to be there because Harry is a researcher in this story and so I need to show the information he gathers without constantly covering every little detail within the story. That is especially true when it comes to relaying Harry's thoughts and suggestions about what he is learning.

That said, there won't be a large number of reports that get written up; only a handful here and there when the group encounters something that has a negative (or positive) effect on the wild Pokémon that they encounter. So no, I'm not just using the reports to add to the word count.

Anyway, I think everything that needed to be said was covered in the chapter already so I'll leave things where they stand and come back with another chapter sometime tomorrow. ~ Jenn