Been busy lately, and my writing muse is acting up. Sorry
Gedomaz and Jackson: Hmmm, I will try to get back to Harry X at some point, but as you can kind of tell, I've gone a bit deep into preparing for the next story it would have to be at least by the end of said story. Who knows, you might grow to like it. I'm putting a lot of time into building the universe for you guys at least.
61394 and JMR: What Harry witnessed was a deconstruction of Pokemon due to how a Harry more influenced by Hermione would see Pokemon. It shall be reconstructed. Reconstruction is in fact due in part to Kageseo, who I occasionally bounce Ideas off.
Poarter and Bragofan: Again, I am limited by what I am familiar with.
Guest: Please define what you mean. I am not psychic.
Hogwarts Main Hall
"Okay, first we see Decepticons go against a major threat that destroyed Cybertron, then we see some Fowl guy recruit the bird people, then we see that something is up with time, then said Fowl finds that future archer and a S.H.I.E.L.D hellicarrier, and finally we saw that Dumbledore lost contact with his space projects" Tonks recapped the extra scenes so far "What does that mean..."
"Aliens..." Luna said in a spooky voice
"What? Little green men? We are alone in the universe" Umbridge, the villain Stephan King found too evil to use in the Shining and part inspiration for Cujo muttered
"Didn't we go over this with Harry the Mutant and Ron's story that must never be seen again?" Seamus joked
"Hey, people will refuse to believe in reality. Atlantis believers, Holocaust deniers, ect ect" Dan gave Umbridge a look "People who believe the world is a certain way and will never change their mind due to their narrow mindedness and bigotry."
"Of course, some people won't change their mind even over good intentions" Ron cheekily joked to Hermione, who gave him a look that could cause Snape to bathe.
And these comments about stubbornness transition to the story quite nicely
Harry
"...Yes, I understand...can you keep the investigation quiet...I don't want any rumors to disgrace myself or Champion Herbert...Thank you" a somewhat futuristic, plastitc rectangular cordless phone was in Leaf's hands and against her ear as she was filing a police report from her city apartment.
Harry was sort of dragged off with her.
"Hmmm, I wish we had phones like that" Petunia commented. With that, she could spy on her neighbors and talk to Aunt Marge at the same time
"Must tinker with...must tinker..." Arthur was muttering to himself
The apartment was nice looking, with modern appliance and couches maybe a decade or two ahead of his own world. He noticed several photographs of Leaf with Eevee and the rest of the Pokemon she had, which were all similar in appearance and build. He also saw a few posters: one of which featured two people: one a teenage male about Wood's age with black hair and a red and white cap, dressed in a blue jacket, black undershirt and jeans with a large yellow mouse with black tipped ears and red cheeks facing a older blond and quite attractive woman who sort of resembled Draco's mother with a huge, mostly blue dragon like creature on the ground that looked like a partial hybrid with a jet.
The writing where one would say 'Insert poster words here' was in some sort of Asian lettering.
Hermione squinted at it "A form of Japanese actually: thought I find it odd that people there are speaking English and writing in Japanese"
"Perhaps while they speak English, they use Japanese letters" Padma suggested
When the call was over, she placed her phone on some sort of stand and turned to him
"I've been insensitive, so let me thank you for helping me get away from Team Rocket." she bowed in respect, sort of like how he had observed Cho behave on occasion, though with enough cultural differences to suggest that the basis of the behavior was from a culturally related culture: like Korean or Japanese "How did you do that by the way? Aura?"
"Er...I have no idea what Aura is. I'm, not really from around here" he said in complete seriousness. That comment was so true that she could not even begin to comprehend.
"That's amazing." she commented, before she looked depressed "I hope they can find Eevee. I worked so hard to get to the Champions Division Qualification Battle, and so did my Pokemon. I don't want to have to give that up because some Rocket honcho choose to bet on my opponent"
"You send them to fight to the death though" Harry pointed out "Isn't this the same thing?"
She gave him a long look "Say, your not a member of Team Plasma or something, are you? Your not N are you?"
"My name's Harry, and I've never heard of a Team Plasma"
"Whose name is N?" Ginny questioned "Who'd name a child that"
"Perhaps his name is really long and he just shortens it to N." Luna suggested "My uncle Automatonophius Lovegood just labels all his lifelike statues with the letter A"
"You have a uncle who collects...stautes?" Ron asked the girl
"Oh no, he makes them. He has statues of everyone" she seemed to look at someone who was not even there "Even you"
Insert creepy sound effect
"Really? Group of people who believe that people abuse Pokemon? Secretly controlled by a megalomaniac who makes the Team Rocket Head look like a friendly fellow?"
"...To tell you the truth, coming here is the first time I've ever seen a Pokemon, and you do. You make them fight for entertainment"
"You've never..." she looked like some fundamental law of the universe had been broken, like when Hermione had to listen to Crabbe and Goyle fail to count to ten.
'Didn't realize this Granger had a pair of smart minions of mine to deal with' Draco deadpanned to himself
"Oh...Well I guess if you don't understand..." she trailed off "By no chance were you down at the port today, when the G..." he nodded
"Certain Pokemon species, such as Gyarados and Tyrannitar, are naturally aggressive. Many a civilization was lost to such rampages back Before Pokeballs, or B.P. Also, as Humanity expanded our towns and villages, Pokemon began to realize the loss of habitat and began fighting back. The first Pokemon Trainers were local protectors who either befriended local Pokemon, or found Pokemon eggs and raised them by hand, to fight off these attacks and at times fight in wars."
"However, about a thousand years ago, the first practical Pokeballs were created from special fruits known as Apricorns. With Pokeballs, Pokemon can be captured and controlled, allowing for Pokemon Trainers to become more abundant"
"I'm not convinced yet..slavery is not the answer! It's like the Romans enslaving Celts or something to fight more Celts!" Hermione ranted
"Pokemon don't grow like humans do, as trainers discovered over time. They grow due to experience in battle, they can go into puberty only after battle, even if they are reaching the end of their life. As more and more Pokemon were captured, their populations were threatened by this simple yet inconvenient truth. Pokemon are important to the world: they pollinate flowers, plants trees, clean water and repair mountains, and we were threatening the balance of the world."
"So, Pokemon Trainer leagues were set up to allow captive Pokemon the opportunity to battle and mature. Over time, these leagues helped link up isolated regions, allowing for nations to form up over extensive areas and share resources lessening habitat destruction and preserving more lands for Pokemon then if Kanto had to mine for Coal instead of importing it from Sinnoh, ect ect. Over time, Pokemon have pretty much dominated our culture: with trainers helping ensure that Pokemon do not breed out of control, laws to ensure Pokemon populations are not decimated and a world where true war, with swords and arrows or even Pokemon armies, hasn't happened in about 500 years. They help us, and we help them.
"It still..." Hermione was a little stubborn about this
"Look at this way Granger" Daphne pointed out "These muggles solve everything with Pokemon battles. This world does not have war, and muggles do not have guns or nukes or whatever killing devices you have. It's not perfect, but it has benefits ours does not. It is not in our universe, so even if you want to change it, you can't.
Hermione still looked frustrated.
"...I guess that makes sense" Harry hoped he at least his mother got him back after he had time just to look at this a bit more closely. She at least sold a better story than the'right of magic inheritances' type of argument he heard that one time he tried to debate Pureblood Supremacy with a bigot.
"...Never try to discuss it with them Harry. I have tried, and never got a truly decent response" Dumbledore sighed.
"Moral arguments are like that. Some people are just so unmovable in their viewpoints" Tonto said in complete seriousness "My Potter has a big rule on politics in the home because he is quite aware that having seven wives is not just wild debauchery, but mildly dangerous to his health"
"...Though even with Pokemon, we still have Criminals like Team Rocket" she said in fury. "People who want to use Pokemon for crime, to hurt people and other Pokemon in exchange for money..." she looked really angry
"You know" Harry had nothing else to do, and he did see that she really did care about the Eevee "Team Rocket may know that there is someone capable of using special powers, but they have no idea what I can really do. They can be used to find people and animals..."
"You can go rescue Eevee!?" Leaf said in a hopefully voice.
"I can try: I may not know much about Pokemon, but I've dealt with flying, fire breathing, creatures before, so I should be fine no matter what pokemon Team Rocket may have" he said with confidence as Leaf seamed conflicted about pointing out how there are about 16 other types of attack that could be thrown at him, including poison, psychic energy, freezing temperatures, earthquakes and sleeping spores.
"How pleasant" Snape deadpanned "I am so glad that I do not live in a world with terrifying little creatures capable of setting me on fire, poisoning me or turning me into a Snapesicle.
"I feel bad about you going after Team rocket on your own" Fern admitted as she took out three Pokeballs and tossed them into the air, releasing the three Pokemon he had seen her use earlier. "I wasn't planning on using these guys against Herbert anyway, so they will be be able to help you rescue Eevee"
Slyveon, Vaporeon and Leafeon all formed from the energies the balls released, letting out affirmatives in meow like vocals
"Er...what can they do, exactly?" he asked as Leaf gave him a determined look.
"Give me a few minutes to write out a cheat sheet"
"Ah the cheat sheet" Fred said in a dreamy daze
"Always fun to beg one of them off from Hermione" George joked, not mentioning that was their trade off for never pranking her.
"You have a girl two years younger than you help you with your work?" Moody asked in shock.
"Well, she knows the stuff you see..."
"You may not have noticed"
"But she's sort of smart"
Fern
Death was always described as something un-cheerful, serious and generally did not ever have anything nice to say.
So, having Death act more like how people like the Mama Weasley see Dumbledore (And said Dumbledore having binged on sugary Lemon Drops) was a tad...disconcerting.
McGongall recalled THAT maruader plant with a twitch, while said Maruaders tried not to look at her
"I see" he gave her a long look after she explained what happened to the best of her ability, about how she got to Death City and where came from "However, I believe you forgot to tell me your name" Death seemed to loom over her as he asked this
"Fer...Fern Potter" she stuttered as he gave her a deadpanned look
"I look and sound the way I do so I don't scare people. I may be a living embodiment of madness, but I am not anything to be scared of. I play a mean Kazoo.." he joked as Fern looked a tad...confused.
Death then got a pensieve look as he looked her over.
"Death had a hold on you, and not the good kind." from his body emerged a large white gloved hand, like a sporting foam finger to poke her in the head "It was, however, recently removed"
Dumbledore looked pensieve as people just got more confused. Dumbledore wondered how long the stories could avoid mentioning what a Horcrux was.
However, the curiosity of others did not give Fern time to find out what this guy meant
"This witch, so she really isn't from our wold" the girl who attacked her earlier, Maka asked as Death gave her a look.
"Yes. I never really did keep track of where one can find other witches though" Death said evenly "She is not like our witches, he magic not making her inherently axe-crazy, and I will kindly ask you not to try and steal her soul to turn Soul into a Death Scythe. It might not count at all, or he might explode and remove all life from Nevada, I have no idea" Death told her as the gathered four native teenagers, plus Fern, looked alarmed at the thought. "So, your leave her alone?"
"Yes lord Death" the girl bowed, first to him and then to Fern "I apologize for attacking you: we are at war at the moment with several dangerous witch organizations...and you were a witch."
"None taken" Fern told the ashamed scythe meister.
"Excellent" Death clapped his hands "Now, while I have no idea how to send our tourist here home, I can only assume that, wherever you come from in the 'world rings' as you described your understanding of it, you have some sort of portal or similar transportation contraption" Fern nodded "Well, all that leaves us, is to wait for that portal to work. Try not to let anyone eat your soul, and I'll tell the Cafeteria workers to feed you"
"Yes, I think she can manage that" Harry deadpanned
Fern gave a nervous look to the white haired boy, Soul, who turned into a scythe, and the very nice looking Tsubaki who was the chain scythe thing: Soul looked embarrassed while Tsubaki smiled kindly.
As Pureblood males continued to stare at Tsubaki like she was a super model, females edged away
Some time after talking with Death, Fern found herself wandering through the halls of the building where Death resided, the Death Weapon Meister Academy. Apparently, this world had schools for learning how to either be a soul eating weapon, or how to wield one.
Strange, but probably not any stranger than Hogwarts...
"So, your the girl from beyond our world" a somewhat creepy voice suddenly came from behind her as Fern rapidly turned around, alarmed to see the weirdest man she had ever seen
Even in the magical world, a gray haired man with a giant black screw in his hand, a stitch like scar on his face, and a lab coat and black undershirt also covered in stitch marks was...well it was not normal.
The man gave her a disturbing look that sent chills down the girls spine "You would be a most interesting specimin to dissect"
She suddenly missed Snape
"...I agree" Harry said after a moment of utter disturbance "There is something screwy about that guy"
"...A pun Harry" George deadpanned "Not bad, but just avoid a holy pun"
"Professor Stein, you know there is a rule about dissecting guests, right" both Fern and this Professor Stein turned to see Black*Star and Tsubaki walking over to them, Tsubaki being the one who pointed that rule out
"When did that rule come out?" the professor seemed genuinely confused
"Around the time you threatened to dissect any students who didn't do their homework" Black*Star deadpanned as the professor just shrug.
"Ohs the pity. We have our new celebrity alien and I don't get to dissect her" the professor turned and walked away, whistling a merry tune while turning the screw on his head.
"Are all your professors like that?" Fern asked with concern.
"Oh, they are pretty normal, if you discount the zombie" Black*Star joked as Fern gave him an alarmed look
"...He hires worse than Dumbledore" Lucius said in horrified amazement
"Oh, must be a pretty well adjusted zombie" Dumbledore said matter of factly
Black Star, however, looked serious all of a sudden "Fern...can I talk to you about something? Somewhere...quiet?"
Harry
Magic had many sorts of spells for tracking people down. In a world where the idea of mass production did not exist, if for example young Ron lost his favorite stuffed bear, it would not be a choice to just buy him another one.
Magic would be needed to find it, particularly in the chaos of the burrow, and the chaos squared of the burrow plus everyones favorite twin terrors.
Now, most people would learn those charms in post O.W.L Charms or Defense, but last year Harry had the kind of professor who acted so paranoid that he believed that anyone touching his stuff was a attempted assassination.
Thus, the normally sixth years spells for tracking were taught to fourth years, including the best in their year at anything to do with defense.
"..."
"Real defense, Dolores, not your garbage" Minevra did everyone a favor and cut the toad off
So not even the advanced technology of a world where all technology was a bit more advanced than his own due to time and a lack of diversion to warfare, Team Rocket could stay hidden from Harry
In a dark little Annex of the local office of the Autru Energy production Corporation, a cell of Team Rocket members were currently lounging about stolen chairs, watching the Champions Division battle, which was about to begin and it was mainly focusing on spewling about Leaf's life story and about Herbert: the worlds expert on Grass Pokemon.
"...Grass Pokemon. Pah, I can't think of a worse type" A grunt laughed, drinking from a beer can in a slightly alcoholic manner with several others of his uniform. From a cage on top a dresser, Eevee mewed sadly.
"...Poor thing" Lavender still wanted an Eevee.
"Don't diss a type because of weaknesses" an older looking grunt, with gray hair fringes chastised. "Each and every Pokemon type has its own strengths and weaknesses. You may have defeated that guards Tangela with your Koffing during that raid, but what would have happened if that sleep powder hit?"
"Who cares, we stole that old guys T.V, and we get to watch that Celadon brat loose, for poor Eevee here" the grunt laughed as the Eevee looked truly depressed, showing a level of emotions reserved for sentient beings.
However, their laughter did not dissuade them as the locked door to their little hideout began shaking, and was unlocked.
"What the..." these muggles were not familiar with the Alohomara spell, and thus were shocked when the powered human from before burst in, accompanied by a Vaporeon, Leafeon and Slyveon.
"Go..."
"EXPELLIARMUS!" Harry cast as the grunts pokeball was knocked out of his hand
Meanwhile, the other grunts were not having much more luck, seeing as Harry had given the borrowed Eeveelutions free reign, considering that he had no real idea what they could do, and they knew what to do, and he did not.
Vaporeon blasted a water blast at one, while Leafeon formed a green ball of energy and firing it at another.
Slyveon, which Harry had not seen use attacks, summoned a huge blast of light from the sky to take down a trio of grunts.
"Impressive little creatures" Voldemort admitted. He would love to have an army of them.
Perhaps a bit less cute and more like that Nidoking.
The elder Grunt, however, managed to avoid a ice based attack from Vaporeon, and grabbed Eevee's cage, which he held against his chest.
"Let the Eevee go" Harry demanded as the grunt gave him a look.
"Boy, you may have special powers, but that does not make you unstoppable. I have my orders, and I have never failed in extortion missions before." he drew out a Pokeball, using Eevee as a shield to keep Harry or his borrowed Pokemon from attacking him "Let me show you how"
"I don't like the looks of this" Ron commented with worry
"Behold, a legendary Pokemon"
The Pokeball released a Pokemon that stood at least six feet tall, made up of mostly a steel shell and stubby legs. Its arms and center were made of some sort of black material, with seven red dots in the center of the beast around where its eyes might be: in the shape of a hexagon.
"Registeel!"
"Legendary Pokemon!?" Tonks questioned. What did that mean?
Fern
The outside of the Academy was decorated with skulls, floating flames, towers and otherwise it looked like a crazy mishmash of structures that defied most laws of physics
"And I thought the Burrow was weird" commented Bill
Tsubaki looked nervous about something
Black*Star suddenly seemed to loose his former energy. From what Fern had seen earlier, he seemed to have so much energy he made Collin seem neutered.
Said Creevey looked a tad...disturbed about that comment
"You said, that you met your mother, who you thought to be dead, in a different world" Black*Star asked solemnly as Fern nodded.
"And you said that there were other mothers in the same situation" he added as she nodded again.
"Was one of them named Blue*Star?" he asked as she shook her head. Fern realized that must have been his mother.
"So what, the boy acts out because he lost his mother at the minimum?" Snape deadpanned
"Good" Fern was caught off guard by his gladness that his mother was not still alive, at least as far as she could confirm.
"Huh!?" Harry could not even begin to comprehend Black*Star's emotions about it
"But...she's your..." Fern had the same thought process as a version of her brother.
"My parents and the rest of my family, the Star clan, were a group of thugs and murderers. They ate the souls of the innocent" Black*Star said in seriousness "Lord Death was right to destroy them. I was spared because I was only a baby"
"But...you eat souls" Fern pointed out the flaws in that thought pattern
Apparent thought pattern, at least.
"We only eat evil souls: from serial killers, criminals and others" Tsubaki pointed out "Black*Star's parents attacked normal people. There is a difference..."
"Oh, is there?" out of nowhere, a black energy arrow pierced Black*Star's chest
"...Medusa" Hermione recalled who could make arrows like that as that scene ended, only for another to form
"...Once upon a time, I had lost all that I had once possessed. The Woman I loved, the Brother who redeemed me, even the closest being to ever be with me"
A figure with a sword stood over a grave that was very, very large.
"I had no reason to live. The years went by, cruel as ever, each a worse torment than the one before. The kingdoms I knew fell and changed: races died and lost their true magic. Until one day..."
The scene shifted to a battlefield in the northern hills, where the warrior with the sword fought with three others. Two were females, and the third was male.
"I met equals. Salazar, Rowena, Helga and I met by change in a battle in this dark age of humanity, where we four held off the forces of the anti magic force of the day: the Roman Demigods and Legacies. We made a name for ourselves on this day: as my new name was christened in the blood of the gods...
"What is your name, stranger?" the pale blond, partially bald lone male of the group asked the young man.
"I have gone by many names: some of which would cause you all to cower in fear, or attack me as the Romans did, but you may call me Godric...Godric Gryffindor."
"...Roman Demigods? So whatever this is, Percy exists there too" Harry said in amazement.
"Meeting on a field of battle against Romans...a better story than the one we have" Dumbledore joked
"In a age where magic was no longer safe for humans to practice, we took it upon ourselves to make it safe once again: where superstition and experimentation no longer regularly blew up villages in a horrible cycle of bad press..."
The scene shifted to that of a familiar site...
"We called it Hogwarts"
The years went by in a flash, as students came and went. Oddly enough, Godric did not age much at all.
"...Hmmm" Dumbledore caught that one
"..The muggle swine DARE treat us like devils! Perhaps they will reconsider that when we send them to hell!" an older Salazar was arguing with Godric one day
"A path of vengeance does no one any good. We are outnumbered by muggles, and open war will only bring our demise."
"Coward!" Salazar swore
"...I've been called worse. If a path of vengeance is what you seek, then the school shall have no part in it"
"...A wise precedent" Dumbledore said sagely
"A foolish precedent" Voldemort hissed
"That was the end of Salazar's time at the school. Over time, Rowena and Helena were lost to death, and I departed the school to allow fresh voices to teach the students. I am old, and my ways are not always right in this day and age. However, I can say I did one deed of good to finish my life"
The scene shifted to a wooded area where Godric, whose hair was oddly not red, but black, with his sword, reforged from its original form, pointing at a muggle swordsman covered in scars and heavily muscled.
"So, you are the Magic Slayer" Godric commented to the muggle "The muggle born with an immunity to magic, as some may be born albino or magical themselves"
That got people's attention.
"Does such a condition...exist!?" Amelia demanded as Dumbledore shrugged.
"Maybe?"
"You are tainted by the devil" the muggle said in a disgusted tone "Your magic is a curse upon his domain!"
"My magic was forced upon me by a true devil among humans" Godric said casually "Though I can't say your a saint. You kill people in mass, and you bed many prostitutes. How many bastard children of yours walk this earth, bearing your same impervious skin to the arcane?"
"More than enough to put your kind down one day" the warrior drew his sword and attacked.
In a battle that lasted 29 hours: two legendary swordsman clashed. In the end...the only relics was the sword, and the 1% of the modern world who bares his genes. For there was more than one group after him, and after me as well
An image of a red coat wearing man standing over the downed Godric, gun in hand, was briefly seen
"Alucard" Snape recalled
The scene shifted to a series of computer screens, where the muggle named Fowl was holding Gordric's trusted blade.
"Fascinating Holly..." the muggle commented as he placed the sword down "Godric Gryffindor: founder of Hogwarts, slayer of kings, son of one of the worst magicals to ever curse the world. A hero of tragic tale...he otherwise may have saved all of magic from a crazed zealot with a genetic quirk"
"At time Artemis, one has to wonder if that was a good choice" a short being with nut brown skin, pointy ears, crew cut auburn hair and standing about three feet tall, dressed in a futuristic uniform.
"What is she!?" Umbridge demanded.
"A being of some sorts" Percy identified
"Perhaps, but with what's coming, we may need his legacy" Artemis commented "Now, have you found Camp Half Blood or Jupiter yet? Or perhaps the Per Ankh?"
* Yes, I am vague about who Godric is. But hey, spoilers. if anyone guesses, you get told you so rights when the next story begins.