Marinelife37: Thanks so much. Yeah I know...After you reviewed I was thinking that I should've looked at previous chapters...oh well...a small mistake, hopefully I won't make that mistake again. Sorry about that. Here's the next chapter for you.

LCM DOe Patronous: Haha yeah i know he would! His ass would definitely be grass! :P That's for sure. :D Hmmm...I don't want to spoil anything for you, you're just going to have to read and find out haha :D Hmm about the Death Eaters...I think if they can apparate anywhere on earth they can do it outside too right?? Well that's my plan and I'm definitely sticking to it haha. :P thank you so much for sticking with the story I greatly appreciate it. Heres the next chapter for you!

Author's Note: I don't own Transformers or Harry Potter....as everyone knows no profit is being made... ALSO!

**IMPORTANT PLEASE READ**THERE IS A STORY ON THIS SITE THAT'S VERY SIMILAR TO MINE IN THE ACTUAL STORY...WITH SOME PARAGRAPHS OR ANYTHING...DOESN'T HAPPEN RIGHT AWAY BUT AFTER THE FIRST DIVIDER. THE STORY IS CALLED "WHEN ALIENS AND MAGIC MEET" THIS PERSON HAS TAKEN MY IDEAS FROM MY STORY AND PUT IT IN THEIRS. IF YOU SEE FROM THE DATE WHEN IT WAS PUBLISHED (not updated) MINE WAS PUBLISHED A MONTH BEFORE THEIRS.

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It started raining as Optimus and Sam were journeying back to Hogwarts, Optimus realized that his passenger had fallen asleep, sighing he tilted his seat, shifting it making it shake, so it'll wake Sam up. It earned him a growl of anger. "Sam?"

Sam finally opened his eyes even though they were opened half-way, staring at the dashboard he spoke, "what?"

"We finally reached Hogwarts." Sam eyes blinked and he sat up, when did he fall asleep? For how long? Sam wasn't sure but his questions were answered when Optimus spoke, "you've been asleep for five minutes...and you fell asleep right after our...conversation."

Sam nodded his head. "Okay." 'For five minutes? Wow! I must be beat!' Sam mentally kicked his mind, 'No duh, moron! Maybe having three maniacs after you is a GREAT indication.'

Once Optimus reached the entrance of the school he stopped, letting Sam out, he really had to stretch his gears...or however robots do that. Once Sam was out he rolled back a couple of feet and transformed into his bipedal form. Sam didn't wait for Optimus to even finish transforming, he ran up the steps to the entrance of Hogwarts but was stopped short by Optimus who blocked the doors.

"Why are you blocking the door? It's raining." Sam asked, started to feel irritated, he looked up at the Autobot leader.

"Sam, you must understand we are trying to protect you! We need you to stay here. It's for your safety. You are in danger if you leave again like what you did just half-an-hour ago." Sam knew that it was arguing was futile. He wasn't going to win a battle with an alien robot, he sighed in defeat.

Sam swallowed a lump that was trying to make it painful for him to breathe, "but if I stay...everyone here will be in danger...hell...what about my family? My friends back in the US? They're in danger, and I'm not there to even warn them about this. You tell me that this is for my protection, well what about them, huh? Who are going to protect them?"

Optimus' optics dimmed a little bit, "you have a valid point, Sam. However, even if we do warn them...everyone is still in danger from the Decepticons, and from what they did tonight, they will have a way to get to you. Those people in masks....who are they Sam?"

"They're witches and wizards called Death Eaters," Sam replied, his voice sounding hoarse, he knew that Optimus was right, they would come and kill him...or even make them their pet, Sam shuddered at the thought, 'they're Voldemort's ally, he's the one who...who's after both myself and Harry."

Sam couldn't tell why Optimus was silent after that. Maybe, he was in deep thought? Who knew? Sam couldn't read Optimus' face yet. Nor the other Autobots, excluding his guardian's face, as well as the annoying twins, their faces could've been read like a book. After a few moments of silence, Optimus spoke, his voice sounding grave.

"Sam before we arrived at Hogwarts, we have received a video broadcast...from the Fallen, stating that Earth will not be harmed in any way...unless we hand over you. Sam...you're wanted in every country around the world."

Sam's eyes widened and his mouth was wide open, ready for some flies to end up in his mouth, he quickly shut it before he lost his self control and start screaming, Sam was on the verge of losing all his sanity, he took a deep breath before speaking again, "so you're saying I-I'm a wanted fugitive?"

Optimus didn't say anything, Sam knew the truth, he was really hoping that it was some kind of Autobot joke, some kind of ruthless trick, but no it wasn't. Optimus, could tell from his scans that, his respiration, blood pressure and heart rate has increased drastically, the boys pheromone levels decreased drastically, suggesting he was emotional, which was the understatement of the year, he also saw that the boys face drained of all color as he started pacing back and fourth, his mind was in overdrive. Trying to come up with getting out of this mess. Though there wasn't any.

Sam turned to Optimus, he ignored the fact that he was now sopping wet, "so what do I do? Just sit around...staying out of the authorities eyes? What about the Ministry of Magic? I'm pretty damned sure that they would've been told about this?"

Optimus simply nodded, "of course they have, but they also know that Lord Voldemort is also after you, so by all means, they will try and make sure that you're safe as well as 'the boy who lived'."

Sam knew that he was talking about Harry, he knew that for a fact, it didn't take a genius to figure it out, "yeah I know you're right Optimus..."

"Something tells me that there is a 'but' coming."

"There is." Sam nodded in agreement, "but before I met you guys...I...I was a normal teen, with normal problems...sometimes I wish that I could change that."

Sam's eyes fell to the ground, and sighed, he walked over to the very wet steps and sat down on the cold steps, he placed both elbows on his knees and laid his head in his hands, closing his eyes.

"Sam. This has and always will be your destiny. You met Bumblebee because you and him made a connection from the time that you met. Just like the US military, Do you think they want to be part of this?

Sam opened his eyes again, shaking his head, "no they wouldn't. So you mean....'fate calls upon us in the moment of our choosing'?"

"Precisely. Just because you think that maybe if you chose another vehicle, and not Bumblebee, your fate has been intertwined, starting with your grandfather finding Megatron."

Sam thought for a moment, "yeah. If he didn't find Megatron, then I wouldn't have met you, I wouldn't have saved the world once from the Decepticons and..." in a whisper he added, "...I wouldn't have met Mikaela."

Optimus' optics glowed brightly in response, "yes that's true." Optimus realized that Sam needed to get his vitals down, before he had a heart attack, "Sam you need to calm your heart rate, respiration down, you'll have a heart attack."

Sam looked at him, "h-how? How can I? I have three maniacs after me? How would you feel?"

Something in Optimus snapped as he quickly reached down and picked the teen up, bringing him to his face, the sudden movement made Sam scream in fright. "What?"

"Sam, the Autobots have been at war with the Decepticons for millions and millions of years, we have all been targets of many...maniacs. Including myself. So yes, I do know how you feel."

Sam felt immediately guilty, he shouldn't have said that. he shouldn't have. He felt bad, of course, right now, he didn't feel like using his brain anymore then he had too. His head was hurting from all the thinking he's been doing recently.

"I-I'm, sorry Optimus. how do you do it? Keep so calm?"

"Its alright Sam. Every leader needs to stay calm and in control of the mission at hand. The control of emotions allows the person to stay in control and not let them control you." Sam nodded, Optimus was wise. He should heed his words, even if he didn't like it.

Just then the door to the school flinged opened revealing Harry, Ron, Hermione, Professor Dumbledore, Professor MacGonagall, Professor Snape and a few other students and teachers, all looking up at Sam and optimus. All of which were discussing, something or other, but quickly quieted down when Dumbledore cleared his throat, all attention was on him.

"I see that Mr. Witwicky is safe and out of harms way." It wasn't a question, but rather a statement, the older Headmaster looked around, then back at Optimus. "Where is everyone else?"

"They are doing a recon to make sure that we have not been followed back."

Dumbledore simply nodded, as he watched Optimus set Sam back on the ground, making sure he was steady on his two feet before retracting his index finger from his back, "now, Sam. I have a few things I would like to discuss with you. Do you think that you can follow me, we have thinsg to discuss about your safety."

Sam sighed and looked at Optimus, who nodded only once. "Okay." he whispered reluctantly.

"Alright then, follow me." Dumbledore, took off into the school, followed by everyone else, except for Harry, Ron, and Hermione, they looked at Optimus. Hermione was the one to speak, "Optimus?"

"Yes?"

"Do you think that Sam will be able to save both the wizarding world and the muggle world from these two evils?"

"I am sure of it. He will need help though. Will you provide it?" Optimus knelt down bringing his head closer so that he could get a good look at them, he watched as they all shook their heads feverishly.

"Good."

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"Sam it has come to my attention that you're on the world most wanted list."

Sam swallowed as all eyes were on him, they were in Dumbledore's office, he nodded his head, not saying a word. "You're gonna turn me in?"

"No. You are staying here. I must warn you, however, leaving the school grounds like that without any supervision is not a wise thing to do. You almost got yourself killed tonight. Both you and Miss. Banes."

Sam felt a pang of guilt hit him like a ton of bricks. He did, he put one of the people that he cared for most in his life in danger. He looked to the floor, like it just became a very interesting artifact. He looked up again when McGonagall spoke.

"Mr. Witwicky. Optimus has told us that you have been seeing symbols. Though I believe you had mentioned this before. Am I correct?" McGonagall raised her eyebrows. Sam nodded, yet again.

"Did the Decepticon leader say anything about what these symbols mean?"

Sam thought for a moment, licking his lips, feeling awefully parched all of a sudden, "yes he did."

Everyone looked at him, waiting for the boy to continue, when he didn't someone else in the room decided to speak, "well? What is it lad? Spill it out already."

Sam looked at everyone before he finding his voice, "Megatron said that there is another Energon source is somewhere, hidden on Earth, and that these symbols will lead him there. That's why he was going to take my brain out."

Everyone's eyes widened in surprise, Snape's eyes, however, did not, he walked forward in long strides, "what is Energon, Mr. Witwicky?"

"Energon is the Transformers life fuel. It's like their...blood..." Sam replied, not meeting anyone's gaze, rubbing his hands together.

Everyone seemed to think about this for a moment, Dumbledore's twinkle that he usually had in his eyes, weren't there anymore. Sam saw that he was about to say something when the door opened reavealing Mikaela, Leutanent Epps, and Major Lennox, as well as a newer member of the group...Agent Simmons, walked in seeming slightly flustered. Mikaela, held a chest like thing in her hand. The sound of someone yelling from inside, Sam stood up walking over to the small group, eyeing the ex-Sector Seven Agent with suspicion, how did he get there? He wasn't there before? but quickly averted his gaze and his never ending questions before they lost track of what they were doing.

"What is that? What do you have in the chest Mikaela?"

Mikaela looked at Sam then to the chest in her hands, "on our recon of the area we came across a scrap drone. He calls himself, Wheelie."

"Open it." Mikaela gave Sam a weird look, "...it might be a bit sad..."

Sam just ushered for her to open it, she did so, a blue looking mech jumped out, lashing at everyone, "I'm going to have so many Decepticons on your butts!!"

Mikaela brought out her blow torch pointing it at the small mech in front of her, almost torching his eye, "hey! Behave!"

"You're training him?" Sam asked incredulously, as he eyed the small mech, who started chewing on the chains around his neck.

"I've gotta get off of this leash," he muttered to himself, biting harder and harder on the chains. The mech turned to face Sam, as Mikaela replied with, 'trying to'.

"I've been spending my whole life trying to track down some aliens," Simmons whispered softly eyeing the small Decepticon with a distant look.

"You wanna throw down your pubic frowhead?" Wheelie asked throwing the chains down and looking at everyone with a menacing look.

"Hey! I-I'm so sorry about your eye, but if you're a good boy I won't torch your other eye," Mikaela's voice was soft in tone, kind of like one that will comfort a small child, also a hint of laughter hidden as well, "I won't torch it, just tell me what these symbols are."

Mikaela, brought out a small piece of paper that had Sam's writing on it, it was the symbols he had been seeing in his head. She laid it down in front of Wheelie who was sitting on a small table in front of Professor Dumbledore's desk, they all gathered watching the small minicon with curiosity, he knelt down looking at the pictures, he brought his hand up to his chin, tapping it lightly. He snapped his fingers all of a sudden standing back up.

"Hey I know that! That's the language of the Primes?"

"Can you read it?"

"No I can't." Sam then noticed that Agent Simmons had a small folder in his hand, "are these they?" Simmons asked bringing up top secret photos that the military has taken of different vehicles.

"Yeah. They're seekers pal, oldest of the old. How did you find pictures of these guys? Ohh...they've been here for hundreds of years, searching for somethin', have no idea what. No one tells me nothin'. Oh they'll translate those symbols for you...and I know where to find them."

Simmons turned to face Lennox and Epps, then back to the minicon again, with a hint of a smirk plastered on his face, "show us."

"Yeah." Wheelie cracked his knuckled, as he turned and pointed a laser to a map of the US, green dots, flying all over it. Dumbledore squinted his eyes looking at the places of the US that were being pointed at. He started playing with his beard, thinking thoughtfully.

Simmons came up behind him, "even though we're in England, the closest ones are in Washington, Dc, in the United States," everyone looked at Sam, and the Professors, and the few students that were accompanying them in Dumbledore's office. Dumbledore smiled a small smile.

"Well it seems as though we will be returning to the United States of America, we must fine these old seekers, and see if we can find out how they know how to get the Energon and the real reason why they need Sam. We need to do it before The Fallen finds him."

Everyone nodded in response, and headed out the door. Ready to start their new adventure.