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Harry Potter and the Hogwarts Guardians

And then reappeared in a room that, while possessing distinctive traces of the Command Centre Jason had used during his time as a Ranger, had changed significantly since then- it had even changed since his time as the second Gold Ranger.

Whereas before the Command Centre- renamed the Power Chamber after Goldar and Rito planted a bomb in the original building, Jason recalled- had possessed a fairly basic floor space, just big enough to accommodate the six Rangers, Alpha and Billy, the new Power Chamber had a floor that looked like it could have accommodated at least two cars, as well as the Rangers themselves. There were now two computer consoles and what looked like a medical bed instead of just one console, and the consoles in question were now all located closer to the wall of the chamber where the tube that had once contained Zordon's time warp (And had been used by Dimitria after his departure, if Jason recalled Tommy's stories about the Turbo era correctly) was located; in the Zeo days, the single console had been further forward.

Then, of course, there was the matter of the consoles being smashed and plants of various kinds growing through cracks in the walls, but Jason was pretty sure they were only there because of the damage caused in Divatox's attack following Dimitria's departure, when the Turbo Powers had been lost and that 'Justin' guy had left the team to stay with his father…

"Mmm…" Hermione said, staring thoughtfully at her surroundings, her mind briefly distracted from Harry at the remarkable technology all around her. "Nice place, really."

Jason shrugged. "It did its job," he said simply, before turning back to Harry, once again crouched on the ground in a foetal position. "Get him onto the table; I'll see if there's any way I can get something working in this place."

As Ginny muttered a spell that Jason didn't quite hear- whatever it was, it picked Harry off the ground and dumped him easily on the table in question- he walked over to the console attached to the table and glanced at Saba, still clutched in his right hand.

"Any chance you could provide some power to get this table working, Saba?" he said, spinning the sword around in his hand so that the head was once more looking at him.

"I believe so," Saba replied, an almost smug smile on its face. "It might be draining on the White Gem- nothing serious; just an inability to morph for a few hours- but I should be able to provide the Command Centre computer with enough power to allow us to take a look at the Red Ranger."

Jason nodded in agreement; if it meant helping his 'colour descendant' (For lack of a better term to describe the connection he felt with Harry due to their sharing the same Ranger colour), he'd be prepared to stay out of the battle for the moment.

"What do I do?" he asked.

"Simply place me on the table beside the Red Ranger; I shall form a link with the Command Centre computers to do the rest," Saba replied.

Doing as he was told, Jason placed Saba on the table and then tapped a symbol on his gauntlet, causing him to power down as a bright white light suddenly appeared between Saba and the White Gem before detaching from the gem and merging with the sword.

As the other three Guardians removed their helmets, looking anxiously at their leader and friend, Jason noted the anxious expressions on their faces, and could only hope that this plan would prove successful in working out what was wrong with Harry.

If nothing else, he didn't want to see Ginny Weasley lose the man she loved; he'd already failed to protect one Green Ranger when he needed it…

"Interesting…" Saba said, after a moment's pause.

"What?" Ginny asked, looking anxiously at Saba. "You know what's wrong with Harry?"

"Indeed I do, Green Ranger," Saba replied, briefly smiling (As much as a talking sword could) at the red-haired girl before looking back at Jason with a grim expression. "Unfortunately, it is not good news; do you recall the time you and the other original Rangers were attacked by the Crystal of Nightmares?"

"The what?" Ron said, looking in confusion at Jason. "I mean, I know you mentioned it when we were looking for the White Gem, but what was it again; you didn't really tell us that much?"

"Essentially, it was a crystal that Goldar was able to use to make me and my teammates lose our self-confidence," Jason explained, trying not to get too frustrated at Ron's ignorance of such a basic part of his story. "When Goldar activated it, it made the five of us suffer very specific nightmares, each one focusing on what we perceived as our personal 'failures' as Rangers; Kimberly- the Pink Ranger- being captured by a monster, Zack- the Black Ranger- being forced to face a spider-based monster on his own when he was terrified of them, that sort thing."

An axious expression crossed the first Red Ranger's face as he looked rapidly over at Saba. "Are you saying the Crystal's back?"

"No; simply that whatever has happened to the new Red Ranger shares similarities to what occurred when you and the others were attacked with the Crystal, according to the information remaining in the Command Centre databanks from that period in time," Saba explained. "Based on the data I have been able to gather, his brainwaves show signs of telepathic assault, and the magic that did this seems to have focused more on his negative experiences than anything else, but there is a distinct difference between what the Crystal of Nightmares was capable of and whatever triggered this attack. The Crystal was more specific, simply targeting Ranger-related failures and then forcing you to relive them in nightmares; it could not do anything to you while you were still conscious, as your minds would reject the illusions it was attempting to create. This assault is very general, looking at the Red Ranger's 'failures' throughout his entire life rather than just his life since he acquired his Ranger powers, and it appears to be stronger than the Crystal, although I cannot explain exactly how this is possible."

Ginny swallowed anxiously as she looked at Harry, pausing for a moment before she finally voiced the thoughts in her mind.

"He's… he's still experiencing the memory of his failures, isn't he?" she asked, looking anxiously at Saba before turning to face Jason. "You… you said that the Crystal just attack you and your friends with nightmares and left it at that, but if this is stronger… that's not the case with Harry, is it?"

She looked at the young man she loved with tears welling up in her eyes. "He's still seeing them even though he's awake, right?"

"Indeed," Saba sighed, as he looked sadly- as much as a sword could express emotion- in Ginny's direction. "And I regret to inform you that I cannot offer any suggestions as to how to stop the spell that triggered this attack, short of defeating the source of the problem."

Hermione's eyes widened.

"Wait a minute; are you saying that we've got to somehow stop that… Uber-Dementor?" she asked, staring at Saba incredulously. "But we already tried that; patronuses just don't work against it, and that's the only thing that can even come close to hurting a Dementor!"

"Well, we have to try something!" Ginny said, looking urgently at the Blue Ranger. "We can't just leave Harry like… like that!"

"The theory works, you have to admit," Jason put in, looking over at Hermione. "I mean, when my friends and I were affected by the Crystal of Nightmares, it took the destruction of the Crystal to break us out of our lack of self-confidence problem; the same thing should apply in this case."

"Jason, there is a distinct difference between shattering a crystal and stopping some kind of upgraded Dementor!" Hermione said, turning to glare at the White Ranger. "How are we meant to do anything to something that powerful? We don't even know where to begin, for crying out loud!"

Jason just looked at Hermione, trying to work out what he should say to her to try and convince her to keep going.

Eventually, however, he knew there was only one thing to say.

"One of the first rules of being a Ranger, Hermione," he said, as he looked at her, a fixed expression in his eyes. "Even when you've lost your powers… even when the bad guys have taken control of your Zords… hell, even when all you've got is yourself, up against the most powerful foe you've ever faced without even a morpher to make the fight that bit more evenly matched… you never give up."

Hermione seemed about to protest, but then she looked at Harry as he lay on the bed, twitching slightly as images passed through his mind, muttering something about "Don't leave me… I'm sorry… please…", and she knew what she had to do.

Despite the odds, they had to keep trying.

For Harry's sake, if for no other reason, they had to stop the Uber-Dementor as soon as possible.

"OK…" she said, swallowing as she looked over at the two Weasleys. "We have to go."

"You'll stay with Harry?" Ginny asked, looking anxiously at Jason.

"Of course," the former Red Ranger replied, looking sympathetically at the young man who now held his colour before looking back at Ginny. "Just… hurry, OK?"

Ginny nodded resolutely as she, Ron and Hermione reattached their helmets, lowered their heads in an almost solemn manner, and then apparated away.

Looking over at the shaking form of Harry, now begging for someone called 'Sirius' to come back to him, Jason wished that there was some safer way for them to stop what was happening beyond going up against a super-powerful monster.

But, right now, defeating the monster was the only plan they had that might work.

Jason nearly felt like cursing. Of all the times to be without Billy Cranston…

Well, since the original Blue Ranger wasn't here, he'd just have to see what he could do without him.

"Saba?" he asked, as he glanced at the screen that had once served as the Viewing Screen for the Power Chamber. "Is there any way you can divert enough power to get that working again? I'd like to at least keep an eye on how the fight turns out."

As Ginny found herself once more standing in the town where the five of them had recently been eating lunch, she couldn't stop a part of herself from praying that the monster would have already moved on and they'd need to come up with a better strategy…

But no; the creature was standing there, a few feet down the street from her brother and her friend, advancing towards a young woman who seemed to be an emotional wreck already.

Ginny didn't even stop to think of something better. Screaming in rage at the creature who had left the man she loved a shaking wreck, she drew her sword and lunged towards the Uber-Dementor, screaming in rage as she struck the creature in the back with her new weapon. The sheer force of the blow sent the creature staggering forwards, briefly looking like it was going to be knocked off-balance, but it quickly regained its footing, spinning around to glare at its new foe as Ginny clenched her blade and stared at the thing that was, even now, tormenting the man she loved…

"You want to fight somebody?" she growled, flexing her fingers in preparation as she clutched the sword. "Then fight me, you bastard!"

The Uber-Dementor didn't even bother to reply; it just lashed out at Ginny with a swipe of its bone-like claws, leaving Ginny to desperately parry the blow with her sword.

As his sister staggered back slightly from the force of the blow, Ron leapt forward, lashing out at the Uber-Dementor with his own blade, sending his foe spinning back as Hermione lunged forward with her own weapon, although her attempt to impale the Dementor only resulted in her tearing off a part of its 'cloak'.

Looking as though it would be roaring in rage if it had a voice to roar with, the Uber-Dementor raised one hand in a sweeping blow that sent the Blue Ranger flying back, her weapon still impaled in the nearby wall with a piece of the Uber-Dementor's cloak there as well.

Ginny leapt to catch her friend before Hermione could hit the wall- at that speed a broken neck was almost a certainty if she'd hit the wall in question- while Ron raised his wand and yelled out "Incendio!" The attack was only a qualified success; the Uber-Dementor's cloak did indeed catch fire, but the creature didn't seem to be that bothered about it.

As the flames vanished from the Uber-Dementor's cloak, and the powerful monster turned to confront the Yellow Ranger, Ron could only think of one thing to say.

"Nuts."

"Damnit!" Jason muttered to himself, thumping his hand in frustration against the wall as he stared at the battle before him. Honestly, if this was how Billy had felt during the Zeo period he was amazed the former Blue Ranger had managed to last this long without storming out of the Command Centre for good in a fit of rage at the universe for handing him the short straw…

Looking back at the still-twitching body of Harry, Jason sighed in frustration as he turned his attention to Saba. "Once and for all, are you sure you don't have enough power to spare to let me morph?"

"Not for another few hours at least, Jason," Saba replied, regret evident on his face. "In any case, what could you do against such an opponent? I doubt even I can do any kind of damage to it, and the Guardian Rangers themselves have admitted that the creature seems too strong for the conventional means they use to defeat its kind…"

And I still have no idea how to get Harry back into shape… Jason mused to himself, glancing over once again at the unconscious form of the new Red Ranger. There's got to be something I can do…

Then it hit him.

Even if he couldn't help Harry recover using the all-but-destroyed Command Centre, and his own Guardian Ranger powers were unavailable to help the other Guardians in the fight, he did have another option available to him.

It wasn't the most effective plan he'd ever had in his time as a Ranger, of course, but he was still pretty sure it would work.

"Saba?" he asked, glancing over at the sword as he reached into his pocket, pulling out a gold coin with the symbol of a Tyrannasaurus Rex on it. "Is there any chance you could use this to help set up a… well, some kind of link between Harry and me?"

"Your original Power Coin?" Saba asked, staring at the Coin in surprise. "But if you have that, why-"

"Aren't I using it right now?" Jason asked, a small smile on his face as he indicated the viewscreen behind him. "Simple; if I went up against that thing with these powers, I'd be lucky to last any time. My original powers weren't intended to cope with something from Voldemort's type of magic; laser blasts and the Power Sword are all well and good, but I wouldn't want to use them against that sucker there unless I was sure there was no other choice."

For a moment, a nostalgic expression crossed Jason's face as he raised the coin to his face, his finger tracing the Tyrannosaurus head that was etched into the gold surface, but then he sighed, shook his head, and turned back to look at Saba. "Anyway, what I want to know is, is there any way we could use this coin to create a… link of some sort… between me and Harry? You know, so I can get past the hallucinations and communicate with him directly?"

Saba seemed about to reply, but then stopped as though it was giving the matter more thought until it finally 'nodded' slightly- at least, the 'head' on the end of the sword moved slightly up and down.

"It is possible…" the sword admitted, as it looked at Jason in a cautionary manner. "However, you should note that this is more than slightly dangerous; even assuming I can make contact, you run a good chance of becoming trapped in Harry's hallucinations with him, rather than being able to get him out."

Jason paused for a moment, turning over what Saba had just said, and then looked at the viewscreen on the wall behind him, where the Yellow and Blue Guardian Rangers were doing their best to try and distract the Uber-Dementor while the Green Guardian slashed at its back…

His mind was made up.

Right now, the new Rangers needed their Red Ranger.

With that in mind, Jason shrugged in a nonchalant manner as he looked back at Saba.

"Well, I never really wanted to live forever anyway," he said, a small smile on his face as though he found the idea of risking death rather exciting, in its own way. "Link us up."