Harry Potter Field Trial.
Integra looked bored as she stood atop the scaffold that overlooked the testing ground. She had seen half a dozen people, each more bizarre than the last, navigate the maze using whatever freakish ability they possessed. Today she had a young, teenage boy who claimed to be a wizard of all things taking the field trial.
Harry Potter stood at the entrance of the maze holding out his wand and looking terrified. Walter, the Hellsing families butler, held out an automatic rifle for the youth to use inside the maze. Tucking his wand beneath his armpit, Harry accepted the rifle nervously.
"Is that weapon really going to be necessary?" A large toothed, bushy headed girl standing next to Integra on the scaffold said, looking up at Integra.
Integra pushed up her glasses and glared down at the girl. "Yes."
"But he's got his wand. A gun can't stand up to a wand," said a taller, red headed, freckled lad, about Harry's age, as he stood on the other side of the girl.
"Really? Care to test that theory?" Integra asked unbuttoning the holster of her own gun.
"Uh, no thanks," the red headed kid said. Integra had decided to allow Harry's friends come and watch his field trial. Apparently they were also wizards and went to the same school. Integra had been hoping to possibly get three wizards to join Hellsing, but these two didn't seem interested.
"When you're ready Potter. Simply enter the maze and make your way to the center eliminating the targets along the way. Head and heart shots are all that count," Integra shouted down to the boy.
Harry looked at the maze and began to sweat. Walter, who was watching him closely, thought he was about to faint. "Something wrong lad? They're just cardboard and foam, no real vampires are in the maze," Walter said, not sure if he was telling the complete truth. Sometimes Alucard woke up to give the recruits a hard time.
Harry took a step toward the maze and stopped. Heavy breathing now accompanied his profuse sweating. "I-I can do this," he muttered to himself. "It's just a maze. Just a normal maze…"
"What's wrong with him?" Integra asked either of the two children next to her; Ron and Hermione she thought they said their names were.
Hermione bit her lip. "Oh, why didn't I realize this before?"
"Realize what?" Integra asked.
"Harry's had a bad experience with a maze. You see, the last trial of the Triwizard tournament involved a magical maze where the objective was to touch the Goblet of Fire in the center. Only it turned out to be a port key to…"
"Bad experience, maze, got it," Integra said, cutting Hermione off. "Well if he can't do the field trial then I guess we can't hire him. If he thinks his maze experience was bad, there's no way he'll handle live combat with an N.H.B."
Integra was about to call the whole affair off when Harry suddenly plunged through the entrance to the maze, followed by cheers from Ron and Hermione. "After all, he is a Gryffindor," Ron said with pride.
"A Gryff…never mind," Integra said watching as Harry lugged the assault rifle through a hallway. When Harry encountered his first target, he opened fire. The gun sent a volley of bullets at the target, causing the muzzle to jump upward and away.
"He has no idea what he's doing with that thing," Hermione muttered. "Harry! Your wand! Use your wand!" she shouted down to him.
Integra smacked the girl upside the back of her head, sending her bushy hair flying forward. She watched as Harry looked at the wand and then at the gun. He then set the weapon down, pointed his wand at it, and shouted something. The gun floated up into the air and began to follow Harry around. It reminded Integra of that Mickey Mouse cartoon with the enchanted brooms.
Ignoring the dirty look Hermione was giving her, Integra watched Harry and his enchanted rifle walk through the maze, accurately shooting all of the vampire targets and missing the civilians. Integra shrugged, deciding that she would allow it. She let the Elrics use alchemy, she might as well let Potter use his magic.
When Harry reached the center of the maze he froze in his tracks. Sitting on a pedestal in the central room was an oversized chalice. Harry began to sweat and shake all over again, causing the enchantment on the gun to weaken and waver. "Did he have a bad experience with a big cup as well?" Integra asked, sounding annoyed.
"Yes, as a matter of fact, he did," Hermione said, sounding equally annoyed. "What made you decide on a cup anyway?"
Integra shrugged. "It was Seras' idea to have him touch the cup. She said she had gotten the idea from some book or rather."
Hermione and Ron looked worriedly down at Harry, who seemed to be on the verge of having a full-blown flashback. "Does it have to be a cup?" asked Hermione.
"No. But it's a bit late in the game to change the object now. Look, if he's got a maze and cup phobia I don't think…"
Hermione flicked her wand and sent some strange magical energy flying at the cup. It struck the edge and with a loud bang and a puff of smoke, the cup was gone. In its place was a comely Asian girl, dressed similar to three other wizards only with purple being the secondary color of her robes. Seeing the girl seemed to snap Harry out of his fear induced stupor and into another type of mental blankness. With his hands outstretched, he walked clumsily over to where the girl sat on the pedestal, beckoning with her hand. Integra was too baffled to say anything.
When Harry and the girl's fingertips touched, all hell broke loose. An inky black cloud enveloped the entire central room, obscuring Harry and the girl. Ron and Hermione made cries of confusion and fear, while Integra groaned with annoyance. "what is he going to do now?"
The inky globe of darkness vanished, leaving the room empty save for the pedestal and the chalice that sat on it. "W-what happened?" Ron stammered.
"Another port key? Why did you put a port key in there? Where is Harry?" Hermione shouted at Integra.
"He's off to consult his employment with a senior staff member," Integra said as she walked off the scaffold. "If he's in any shape to work when he comes back, I guess we'll hire him,"
Hermione and Ron trotted after Integra, shouting questions and threats.
Harry wasn't sure where he was. The ground was black, the sky was black, everything was black. For all he knew he was falling through some void, although the solid ground underneath him made him think otherwise. He nearly screamed when he saw a pair of red orbs, that he took to be eyes, shining in the darkness not ten feet to his left. "W-what's this? Where am I?"
"It might be the deepest pit of hell. Does it really matter?" a deep, velvety voice said.
"Yes, yes it does matter," said Harry pointing his wand at the eyes. "lumos!" he said, causing the wand tip to glow. The light revealed a tall dark haired man in a blood red coat and a wide brimmed hat; the owner of the red eyes. "Who are you?"
"They call me Alucard," he said, looking Harry up and down. "And you must be Harry Potter?"
"That's right. Is this some trick of Voldemort's? Are you one of his Death Eaters?"
Alucard chuckled. "I see your life is rather complicated. No worries; I'm no Death Eater…although that does have a nice ring to it."
"Well then what's going on here? Last I remember was that awful cup turning into Cho Chang. Am I finished with this field trial or what?"
Alucard gave a small sneer. "My master is mistaken if she thinks that shooting paper targets is the way to measure a man's worth. You want to join Hellsing? You want to stand in the same ranks as me? Kill me and show me you have the right!" Alucard drew his Cassul and fired. Harry had thrown up a shield charm the instant he saw Alucard go for his gun.
"Expelliamus!" Harry shouted. Alucard's gun flew out of his hand. Looking surprised and amused he drew his other gun, the mighty Jackal, and fired. Harry saw his life flash before his eyes. His parents, the Dursleys, Hogwarts, Ron and Hermione, Quidditch, and finally…Dobby. Only Dobby was no image called forth by his dying brain, Dobby was physically present, leaping in front of him, taking the bullet. Elf blood and guts flew everywhere as Dobby hit the ground with a wet thud. Harry looked down at the house elf in horror as his lifeless eyes stared up into the darkness.
"What in the hell…" Alucard said, walking forward to inspect what he had shot.
"You killed Dobby!" Harry shouted.
"Dobby? What the hell is it? It looks like a monkey of some kind,"
"You shot him! You shot him dead!" Harry screamed, tears running from his eyes.
"Well…it was an accident. He literally came out of nowhere. No one has ever done that; not when I make everything all black and weird like this," Alucard said, looking down at the crying Harry and wondering if, for once, he had gone too far.
"You killed him. He's dead…you…you…wonderful man."
"What?"
Harry stood up and wrapped his arms around Alucard and gave him a tight squeeze. "Thank you. Oh, thank you so much. That horrible thing has been ruining my life since my second year of school. It thinks it's doing me favors when really it's nearly gotten me killed and expelled. It talks so stupid to…"
Alucard patted Harry on the back, trying to touch him as little as possible. "There, there…there, there. It's dead now."
"So am I in?" Harry asked, letting go of Alucard and looking up at him.
"Yeah, I guess so."
End Harry Potter Field Test.
