Sparks of Magic

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Pairings: Remus/Sirius, Harry/Optimus, Fred/Sideswipe, George/Sunstreaker, Jazz/Prowl, Ironhide/Chromia.

[Updated: 13/05/2021]

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Chapter 10: Britain's Perspective

Hermione's POV

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

To say that Hermione was pissed would be an understatement.

She was really tempted to take Harry up on that offer to move out of England and head over to America. It seemed to have been working great for Harry. The Magical populace hadn't even realised that their savoir was missing.

Minister Fudge had covered it up along with getting the masses of reporters to stop questioning him about the Dementors attack, doing this by saying that that they were there to protect Harry's Muggle family. Just in case he did something to them in his 'unstable' state. A problem occurred when the Dementors came a little bit too close to Harry and his unsavoury memories of his parents death, forcing Harry to use a Patronus charm to protect himself and his Muggle cousin. As both had felt the effects of the Dementors, they had to be taken to a secure location where they could be treated without the reporters harassing them.

While this had been going on, both Ron and Ginny had been trying to get her to talk to them but she refused to go anywhere near them. She didn't have to worry so much about Ginny but Ron was obviously in quite a few of her classes. Thankfully, she always sat by Neville for situations like that. The other Gryffindor had been there when Ron had shouted at her and had first thought that was why she was ignoring him. That was until his friend Luna had asked how Harry was doing. How she knew that, Hermione would never know but she felt that she could trust the both of them and decided to tell them the real reason why Harry was gone. Not the whole elaborated story that Dumbledore spun about Harry having taken some courses that Hogwarts couldn't provide for him, meaning he had to be transferred to a school that could.

She had also been able to continuing her studying without Ron interfering thanks to Luna. She had suggested the same place the Ravenclaw studies in because the Nargles kept stealing her things and ruining some of her work. Hermione had a sneaking suspicion that those so called Nargles were actually her housemates. There was a lot of clues pointing to it but Hermione had no power over them, having declined the position of Prefect when she found out Ron was the male Prefect. Lavender Brown had been chosen instead. Unfortunately, she couldn't just stop it by herself as they would likely still continue to bully Luna when she was alone. All she could do was mention it to Professor Flitwick and hope that he would keep an eye on the ones behind it. Should that fail, well, Hermione could be quite crafty when she wanted to be. She knew that no one would ever suspect her if a bunch of Ravenclaws came out with permanent pimples across their faces spelling 'bully'.

The Room of Requirement was absolutely perfect for all their studies. When they needed to practice Potions, it changed into a replica of Snape's room. When they were doing things like Charms or Transfiguration, it provides them with the equipment they needed for whatever they were practicing and when they just needed to study, it changed into a cosy lounge. Three, comfy cream chairs in front of an intricately carved fireplace and shelves attached to the walls filled with an assortment of books. Although the room could supply some medicine like a Pain Relief potions, it could not supply food or drinks. Dobby (along with Winky) were happy enough to get them what they wanted, as long as Hermione didn't try to give Winky any clothes to free her. Hermione had learned her lesson after she had read that house Elves needed the Magic from Wizards to survive which was why they bonded to them and even loved to do the chores as it gave them something to do. It was just unfortunate that a lot of Purebloods treated them as lesser beings and abused them. The Hogwarts' Elves were bound to Hogwarts and were able to live without having to bind themselves to a Wizard because Hogwarts Magic was so strong that many believed that it was actually sentient.

Ever since Christmas had come and gone, things had begun to change and Hermione didn't know if it was a good change or a bad one.

For one thing, she now had a way to directly contact Harry thanks to a combined effort of the Marauders and the Gryffindor Terror twins. Fred and George had found a way to incorporate the idea they got from Harry's description of Riddle's diary, along with the Marauder's Map password system. They ended up sending her a maroon book that when she wrote in it, the pages absorbed the ink and sent the message to the corresponding book in Harry's possession. It was just like texting but without the phone and the twins were currently trying to add more books so more people could talk to each other. Unfortunately, the maximum was two at the moment but there wasn't anything that could deter Fred and George from one of their goals. They had already sent a different one to Lee Jorden in order to keep in better touch. The book had been charmed so that the only way to access it was to say the correct code, similar to the Marauders Map. If they tried to use a Revealing spell, then the only thing that would come up would be Rune notes. It was also through this book that Hermione had her first talk with some of the Autobots.

She had been sceptical when Harry told her everything that had been happening since he moved to America. He couldn't tell her exactly what had happened before, in case someone managed to intercept the letters. Harry couldn't give anything away that could show that he was the one sending them to her. He had even used someone called Sam Witwicky's name because no one in the Wizarding world would know about a non-Magical personal, or even how to simply use the internet to look for him. After hearing that, not only did he get involved with a giant alien war, but also help stop the other faction's leader; all the while becoming friends with the other side of the war and was now helping them round up some of these Decepticons that had turned up on Earth, out of revenge for their defeated leader. Hermione, after thinking that there was no way all that could have happened, had to concede that everything that he was telling her was true. He had no reason to lie and with his amount of luck, it was highly likely that something like this could happen to him; she thought it had been a bit too peaceful for Harry.

Hermione had talked to some of the Autobots when Harry left the book lying around. It was mostly the ones know as Sideswipe, Sunstreaker and Jazz. On some occasions, she would even talk to Optimus. After only talking to the other set of twins a few times, she already guessed that they were identical to the Weasley twins in mind-set. Her theory was confirmed when Harry gave detailed descriptions of the pranks they sent at each other over the next few days of meeting one another. She felt incredibly sorry for all the people on the base but could not help laugh at some of the things they had accomplished together, sometimes wishing they were here to lighten up Hogwarts a bit.

The other thing that had happened was that Britain could no longer deny that Voldemort was back. No one knew why the Department of Mysteries had been practically empty that night, but luckily, there had been someone there who had raised a silent alarm before he had been hit with the Killing Curse. Fudge had arrived with some of the Auroras in time to see Voldemort, Bellatrix and Rodolphus Lestrange walk out of the Department of Mysteries.

The Minister was able to get away unscathed but only two of the fifteen Aurors he had with him survived. Whether or not he would have kept this a secret, no one would ever know. But as a certain beetle Animagus happened to be snooping around at the time, everything had been caught and in the Daily Prophet the next day. Fudge's re-election was not looking good and Hermione had a plan to lower it further by gathering information on the illegal use of blood quills by Dolores Umbridge and having it gift wrapped to Rita Skeeter. All she had to do was get evidence from the students discretely. The bushy haired Witch had been practicing her Mind Magic, so that she could siphon the memories from students that had been affected. At the rate she was going, she would hopefully be able to pull it off in the next two to three months. All thanks to both Remus and Sirius giving her some pointers. She had to be absolutely sure that she could do it properly otherwise she could cause damage to the person's brain.

Hermione was now heading towards the Room of Requirement; all the while trying to stay out of Ron, Ginny and Umbridge's way. The pink toad had declared that any and all clubs had to go through her first, due to her position as High Inquisitor. She had to make sure all clubs were 'acceptable' and 'safe' for the students. Hermione had no doubt that the toad would ban it if she did find that she was studying with Neville and Luna. The Gryffindor Quidditch team couldn't even participate in Quidditch games anymore because Angelina had punched Graham Montague when he started to insult her teammates. Due to them not having four members of their team and needing to replace them. It was all fine until he started to say that Harry was a coward and had abandoned them all. Katie Bell had to be held back from attacking the Slytherin Captain, but it didn't matter because Johnson had calmly walked up to the sneering Captain and punched him in the face. He had a broken nose thanks to Angelina and the Gryffindor team could no longer play Quidditch even if she got players to replace all the missing positions. She said she didn't mind, saying it wouldn't have been the same without Wood, the twins and Harry anyway. Beside, as Alicia Spinnet had pointed out, it just made them the undefeated champions from last year since no one could technically win the cup from them.

Almost everyone was failing DADA. With the exception of some Ravenclaws, a handful of seventh years and their own group but that was with Remus giving them some pointers through the diary. Hermione couldn't afford to do badly in DADA, she was not allowing Dumbledore to have a reason to talk to her alone. McGonagall may not know why she was reluctant to see the Headmaster without her (as the head of house is obligated to do so if a student asks) but she put her foot down when Dumbledore had no valid reason to see one of her lions. She would not allow him any contact with her unless a member of her family had died, had been grievously hurt or her grades had become dangerously low. McGonagall could also come with her to them but only if she could be found at the time.

The hallway was barren because it was a Saturday, so no one would be having lessons and a lot of students would be at Hogsmead. The silence allowed her to hear the two voices coming from behind her. They were trying to be quiet and were failing spectacularly, but she acted like she didn't notice at all. Ron and Ginny had been following her for the past five minutes, trying to act stealthily in order to do who knows what. It could have been to try and get her to talk to them again or find out where she had been sneaking off to. Thankfully, they were keeping enough distance between them that she could lose them soon enough. All she had to do was turn into the next corridor so that she could use the secret passageway behind the suit of armour (thank you Fred and George) that would lead her to an opening just in front of the Room of Requirement.

She was nearly at the corner when she recognized another voice coming from the direction she was heading to, causing her to instantly freeze.

"I have another two rules I would like you to hang up Argus. Really, these children would be lost without me here to guide them" a high pitched voice told the caretaker.

"Damn it!" the busy haired Witch thought as she looked for a place to hide, but there was only a bunch of alcoves which would do her no good. Hermione had no reason to be in this part of the castle and Umbridge was always looking for those acting suspiciously. She didn't just single the Gryffindors either, practically everyone got the same treatment and the professors were constantly monitored, except for Professor Snape. Hermione was sure that was because Umbridge had feelings for the Potion's Master. He obviously didn't reciprocate them, if the green hue and disgusted look on his face was anything to go by. Especially when she attempted to flirt with him.

Just as she was about to have a panic attack, a pale hand grabbed her wrist and pulled her back into the wall. Another hand clamped itself over her mouth, stopping her from crying out. She stayed absolutely still as the voices of Umbridge and Filch got closer to where she, and the mysterious person, was hiding. She was positive that the two of them would be seen as it looked like they were in an alcove, just standing in plain view. Although, now that she thought about it, Hermione couldn't remember anyone being there before.

Umbridge strode past the two of them in her ridiculous, pink outfit and matching hat that clung to her brown curls. Her face had a sickening, stretched smile that made her seem even more like a toad. Filch followed her round like a lost puppy, his eyes looking at her with adoration as she continued to talk about all the new rules she was going to enforce. Even Mrs Norris walked past without so much as a glance at them. Hermione listened to the click clack of heels moving away until they stopped all together.

"And where are you two going? As far as I know, there is nothing down here today and it is such a beautiful day. Why don't you run along outside?" Umbridge asked condescendingly, who Hermione assumed was to Ron and Ginny.

"Uh, we were just... Um..." Ron stumbled to come up with an excuse but was instantly interrupted by Umbridge's tutting.

"Now, now I don't want any excuses. I want you to go back the way you came and find somewhere to study. Do remember that your O.W.L.S are not that far away. Now run along" she said in a false, cheery tone.

"But-" it was Ginny's voice this time but she received the exact same treatment as her brother.

"Are you questioning my authority? You do not want a detention now, do you?"

That got them to shut up and scuttle back the way they came, Umbridge and Filch following at a slower pace.

Once she could no longer hear anyone, she relaxed slightly and her breathing slowed down before she remembered that someone still had a hold of her. That person must have realized this at the same time because they both simultaneously jumped away from each other. When she turned around, she was surprised to see none other than Draco Malfoy; his usual sneer replaced by a cold mask that seemed to hold no emotions.

"What do you want Malfoy?"

He arched one of those perfectly shaped eyebrows at her angry tone. Seriously, Hermione had to wonder if he plucked them or were they naturally like that? The blonde drawled out in a bored tone "A thank you would be nice. I did just save you from having to explain to Umbridge where you were heading to"

She narrowed her eyes in suspicion. Why would Draco Malfoy willingly help a Muggleborn, especially her? The only reason she could think of would be because he was planning something or wanted something in return.

But... then again, he was right. He had helped her and even if she didn't like him, she was raised better than to be impolite to people. Especially those who had helped her.

"Thanks" she expressed gratefully, until she remembered that no one had even looked at them despite being in plain sight "How come they didn't notice us?"

He didn't answer at first, instead he turned away from her and brought his wand out of his cloak. Taping it against the side of the alcove, while mumbling something under his breath as he did so. The air seemed to shimmer for a second before going back to normal. When it had, he turned back to Hermione and said "It's similar to a Notice-Me-Not charm, but extended over an area instead of a person. Unfortunately, it's not soundproof but it's still pretty useful if you're trying to hide. It's always better to hide in plain sight, most can't see what's in front of them already"

Hermione didn't know what to say to that. The way he had said it made it seem like he had done this many times before, but what did Malfoy have to hide from?

Hermione wasn't sure how long they stood there for. She was just about to leave when he suddenly blurted out "Actually… I was wondering if I could ask you something"

Now she was really suspicious, but her curiosity got the better of her and she nodded for him to continue. Whatever he wanted to say seemed to be really hard for him to get out, struggling to even say it. He finally mumbled something but he was so quiet that she was unable to hear him clearly.

"What was that? I couldn't hear you?"

"Will you help me with Defence against the Dark Arts" he repeated louder.

"Excuse me?" she exclaimed incredulously.

"Look, you've seen how Umbridge is teaching us. At this rate, we'll be completely failing the practical side of DADA. We won't be able to remember a majority of the curriculum if we're just reading from a book and how long will it be until she tries to get rid of another teacher like Trelawney? Dumbledore won't be able to protect them all and we know for a fact that the first one she'll go for is either McGonagall or Flitwick" he reasoned.

"And what makes you think I can help?"

"You and Longbottom are the only fifth years that have been able to get top marks in all the tests she is setting. Longbottom has even been able to make his potions not blow up as frequently as he used to" he leaned closer "I also think that you're still keeping in touch with Potter even though he is missing"

She tried to keep her surprise but by his smug look, he obviously saw the look on her face before she could hide it "I don't know what you're talking about. Harry's gone to study abroad and they have a strict no mail policy. I'm sure you've noticed that Hedwig has not come once"

He rolled his eyes at her and crossed his arms while leaning back against the wall "Don't try to act stupid Granger, it doesn't suit you. Who do you think He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named sent to try and find Potter when he heard that he went missing? Don't worry, my father can't seem to find a trace of him so scarhead is safe for now"

Hermione let out a breath she hadn't realised she had been holding. It seems being off the radar with the Autobots was keeping him out of sight of both the Ministry and Death Eaters.

"As much as I hate to admit it, Harry was always better at Defence than I was. He's probably found a way to keep in touch and has been helping you. If I've also heard correctly, Professor Lupin has gone missing the same time as Potter" he continued on. Hermione was sure that she had started to sweat slightly as he kept guessing correctly.

"How does he know all this?"

"Even if what you said was true, why would I help you when you degraded me from the moment we met? You may have helped me just then Malfoy, but what's to say you won't betray us later? How do I know that you won't just head off to Umbridge to tell her what we are doing?"

"Look Grang-Hermione" Malfoy just kept shocking her today. That must have been the first time he had ever said her name "I understand that I am not the best person to trust, but things have changed. You-Know-Who is back and it won't be long until he tries to recruit the next generation of Slytherins. Contrary to belief, not all of us want to join him but we have no choice. Fear and lack of knowledge is holding us back. How can people expect us to not join him if we can't even defend ourselves? Umbitch may be all for blood supremacy, but the fact that most of Slytherin are children of Death Eaters doesn't help us. We get the same treatment as everyone else when we speak out" he had begun to pace back and forth while telling her this but then he stopped, turning his grey eyes on her to show that he was serious when telling her the next part.

"You know that one of a Slytherin's most defining trait is that they are cunning and ambitious. Well I am ambitious not to turn out like my father. I am ambitious not to let the past depict my future and I am ambitious to prepare myself for what is to come. If it will make you feel any better, then I'll even swear upon my Magic that I will not reveal anything to Umbridge. You should know however, that I've known that you, Longbottom and that fourth year Lovegood have been using the Room of Requirement for your study sessions since a few weeks after Halloween. And yet, I have not mentioned it to her" when he finished talking, he held out a pale hand towards her.

"So, do we have a deal?" he inquired.

She looked at his hand with apprehension. Everything he had said sounded true enough and it was the most that he has ever talked to her civilly. He was even willing to swear on his Magic for Morgana's sake! He didn't have to go that far for something as trivial as Umbridge and yet he was willing to do so anyway. It would also be better if they actually had some Slytherin memories of Umbridge's detention methods. As they would only enhance the fact that what the woman was doing was wrong. She doubted that the Purebloods would be pleased that their children were being harmed. Malfoy also knew what they had been doing since the beginning and yet, he hadn't ratted them out like he normally would.

"Fine, we have a deal Draco" Hermione agreed, taking his hand and shaking. The Witch, while she had a hold of him, pulled the Wizard closer to her so that she could tell him "But if you so much as think about betraying me or any of my friends, then I will curse and hex you so much that St Mungo's will become your permanent home"

Draco smirked as he withdrew his hand "Wouldn't dream of it Hermione"

Dumbledore's POV

Headmaster's Office, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Dumbledore's office was in some form of orderly mess that had become normal since the boy had gone missing. He had given up trying to use the tracking devices and spells after weeks of no results. Now, there was only a monitoring charm on the devices in case whatever was blocking Harry's Magical signature disappeared.

The Ministry was out of the question in trying to get information as only those of a higher stature knew about Harry even being missing. Fudge had not been in contact with him since the first mention of Voldemort's return and being branded a senile old fool for saying it was true. That problem won't be an issue for much longer anyway. With the truth of Voldemort's return, Fudge would soon be out of office unless he could miracle a way out of this mess. Dumbledore honestly didn't know what to do with him. While the man would have been easy to manipulate once again, the Wizard's reputation was in tatters. Not even he could help the Minister with the hole he had dug.

His only option for now was to send out members of the Order to search for Harry. However, with needing to recruit more members and trying to keep Voldemort's followers at bay, he could only send out a handful of lower members across Britain. It was all Dumbledore could do for now and it was making him nervous not knowing where the boy was.

Currently, he was looking over some information the Order had gathered and was just about to pop a lemon drop into his mouth when the familiar sound of Apparition interrupted him. He did not feel threatened because Hogwarts had the best protection wards in the world, so it was unlikely to be a Dark Wizard. The only ones who would be able to Apparate inside the wards, without his permission, would either be House Elves or Goblins and only as long as they don't mean any harm to the teachers or students. They would need a very powerful spell to fool Hogwarts.

His assumption turned out to be correct as when he looked over his desk, it was to see a Goblin standing in the middle of his office with a scroll clasped in his claw like hand.

"Good evening Headmaster Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore. I am here on behalf of Gringotts, as both a messenger and collector of the family heirlooms that belong to one of our clients. They have recently come into their inheritances and we are insuring that those we can retrieve are back in their rightful hands. Unfortunately, I can only collect one of the items in your possession but I would appreciate your cooperation in handing the artefact over" the Goblin told him, all the while glaring at Dumbledore with his beady little eyes.

Now this was unusual. Goblins usually greeted those they tolerated or liked with a Goblin greeting and would then wait for one in return as a sign of respect. The Headmaster has never had any problems with the Goblins before and yet this one was treating him like he had insulated them. Dumbledore was also very curious about who this person is that came into their supposed inheritances. How many did he or she have and what items were theirs? And why could the Goblin only retrieve one of the items for that matter?

"And what heirloom would that be?"

The Goblin's sneer widened as he answered "That would be the sword of Gryffindor Professor"

Dumbledore's mouth would have dropped open in shock had he not caught himself in time, but he still could not help exclaim "But there hasn't been a known descendant in centuries! Who is it?" the elder Wizard had to know; how he could have missed someone like this! Had they come to Hogwarts and he missed them somehow? He needed his questions answered!

"I'm afraid that I would be breaking client confidentiality if I told you that" he then handed the scroll to Dumbledore "Here is the necessary documentation for it, omitting the details of who the client is. Now if I can retrieve the sword, I will then leave you to get back to your work"

As Dumbledore unrolled the scroll, he could see that what he was saying was true; Gryffindor's emblem stamped at the bottom was genuine. He could feel the Magic of one of Hogwarts founders. There was an actual living descendent of Gryffindor! He looked back at the Goblin to see that he was waiting patiently for now but that didn't mean he would stay like that, especially if Dumbledore refused to hand it over. The Wizard was not so foolish to go against the Goblins. They were smart and cunning creatures who could destroy anyone politically and/or financially should they decide to. Luckily, they never take an active part in wars amongst Wizards.

Dumbledore let out a sigh, but didn't let his irritation show as he said "Everything looks to be correct. I will collect Gryffindor's sword for you" and put a summoning charm on it when the Goblin wasn't looking.

"That will not be necessary" the Goblin told him. With a snap his fingers, the sword (as well as a sheath to keep people from touching the Basilisk venom infused blade) fell directly into the Goblins clawed hand, not even moving the arm from the sudden weight.

"Gringotts thanks you for your cooperation, have a nice day" as soon as the Goblin finished, there was another pop of Apparition leaving Dumbledore alone to mull over what had just transpired.

Dumbledore's head fell into his hands as things seemed to be getting worse for him. First the boy disappears, completely ruining his plans. And now, there was an unknown heir with at least another title running around. The first thing Dumbledore was going to do was a get a Pain Relief potion and then he was going to start searching who this descendent could be. Before the Dark Lord found out.

Death Eaters POV

Malfoy Manor, a few days later

"Crucio" Voldemort hissed out from his black, wooden throne. When he finally cancelled the curse, Lucius fell to the green and silver carpeted floor, twitching from the pain while his Lord reclined back into his seat. Petting his familiar's head as she slithered near the armrest, the rest of her body encircling the throne. Bellatrix was cackling madly from her position, on the step below her master's throne. Her husband and his brother were on the opposite side while a minority of his followers stood behind Lucius in a semi-circle. Their masks and cloaks in place to hide their identities.

"You disappoint me Lucius. Not only did your plan to make sure the Ministry was empty the night I planned to retrieve the prophecy fail, but you have still not located the Potter brat. Care to explain why?"

Lucius shakenly stood back up with the aid of his cane and taking deep breaths through his nose. He refused to show weakness to the rest of those gathered by gasping like a fish out of water. When he finally spoke, all evidence of being hit with an unforgivable had gone "My deepest apologies my Lord, but all my contacts within the Ministry have not been favourable. No one can seem to pinpoint the boy's Magical signature and it seems that the Aurors sent to locate him by Minister Fudge have turned up blank as well. The only ones who would have any information on the boy would be the Goblins, but they're refusing to divulge any information except that he has taken up his titles"

That caught the Dark Lord's attention "What do you mean by titles?"

"From what I gathered, the boy has become emancipated and has at least claimed his title of being the Lord of the House of Potter. Unfortunately, I do not know what the others could be"

Before Voldemort could utter the curse again for his lack of knowledge, the doors behind the crowd opened up to reveal the Potions Master; Severus Snape. A pathway was made as he strode past the other Deatheaters to stand next to Lucius but not looking at him "I believe that I can at least clear up two more of the brat's heritage" Snape proclaimed.

Although he didn't show it, the Malfoy Lord inwardly released a sigh of relief. He did not want to be hit with the Cruciatus Curse again and with any luck, Severus would have some news that would decrease his Lord's wrath.

When Voldemort signalled for Severus to divulge the information, he continued to explain "As you know, around the time that the boy had been suspected to have disappeared, Sirius Black and Remus Lupin went missing. We had all thought that Black was just being reckless and Lupin was attempting to recruit some Werewolves to the light side. But with Potter missing, the blame has fallen upon those two. Dumbledore now believes that Black has reclaimed his Lordship"

"WHAT!" Bellatrix shrieked. It made a few eardrums burst at the shrillness of it "Aunt Walburga disowned that traitor! He has no right to claim it!"

"Actually he does. Walburga may have scorched his face from the Black family tree, but only Orion Black had the power to actually disown someone. Something he apparently never did for Sirius. So not only could that mutt have been the Lord of Black even before Regulus died, but any son from Andromeda's daughter could have claimed Lordship along with Draco and Potter"

Everything in that sentence had started to fill Lucius with dread. He could already guess where this was heading but he still asked "Could have?"

"Not long after Potter was born, Black named him to be his heir. It also helps that his Grandmother was a Black so no one could say that he can't be the heir through blood"

Bellatrix seemed to be fuming at that revelation. Her hand was gripping her wand to the point that she looked like she was about to break it had her husband not moved to her side and shaken her out of her rage.

"And what of the other title?" Voldemort hissed.

"Dumbledore got a very interesting visitor the other day. A Goblin appeared in his office to collect Gryffindor's sword, declaring that someone has claimed the title of Lord Gryffindor and it now had to be returned. Dumbledore was reluctant to do so but he cannot go up against the Goblins, it's practically suicidal to do so. After the Goblin had left, along with the sword, Dumbledore did some research to try and determine who the descendent of Gryffindor could be. Apparently, the Potters claimed the title years ago but kept quiet about it. My guess is that Potter decided it was a good idea to get the artefact for himself" he finally finished.

All was quite when he had done speaking, the only noise coming from their Lord tapping his fingers on the armrest of his throne. Nagini had slithered her way off the chair and closer to some of the unnamed Death Eaters. A collective shiver passed through them as the serpent slid past them and through the slightly open door, to do who knows what. But even with her presence gone, the atmosphere of the room grew even colder with their Lord's increasing anger at the information.

"So not only is the boy missing, but he is also the Lord of two Ancient and Noble Houses and the Heir to another one" he paused for a moment to allow that information to sink in "I want the boy found! I cannot do anything with what I know of the prophecy hanging over my head!"

"Then I suggest that you keep a look out for any mention of Sirius Black, Remus Lupin along with Fred and George Weasley" Severus advised.

Rabastan Lestrange spoke for the first time since the meeting began "Two of the blood traitor's brood are missing as well?"

"The Order has been told that the twins have been kidnapped along with Potter. I doubt the mutt and wolf would have bad intentions to any of them. So the real reason why they are gone still remains unclear"

Voldemort stood up, signalling that the meeting was nearing a close with only Malfoy senior being Crucioed so far "I want the boy found and brought to me. As soon as he has been eliminated, there will be nothing to stand in my way. Dumbledore has become too weak and it will not be long until he makes a big enough mistake that will cause his own downfall" he grinned maliciously. His snake like face stretching slightly and causing a few Death Eaters to give him looks of disgust behind their masks.

The Dark Lord was now just a few metres in front of Severus and Lucius "If there any mention of those Wizards in the Ministry, report back immediately Lucius"

Lucius bowed low, avoiding eye contact with his Lord's burning red gaze "As you wish my Lord"

"Severus, continue on with gathering information from the Order. I also want you to keep an eye on the old fool. He'll be one of the first to be notified of the boy's location and/or return"

"Of course my Lord" Severus replied, copying Lucius' earlier bow as their Lord left his followers to their orders.

The Dursley's POV

4 Private Drive, Little Whinging, Surrey.

Vernon Dursley was a happy man.

The boy was gone and the other freaks had no reason to come to his home; no longer disturbing his normal family from their normal lives. Of course, there was that whole incident where they couldn't talk for a month because the three of them couldn't stop singing like they were in the opera house. He was just lucky he could get away with it at work, writing a note that said he had throat infection and had to stay quiet until it was gone.

There was also that incident where something had attempted to attack his son, things that Dudley couldn't see but apparently felt like all of his son's happiness was being sucked away. Then more of those type of people showed up. Vernon would have sued them for allowing whatever those freakish things were near his perfectly normal Dudders had they not saved his son. Sending domes and animals of blue light at the things. They were also lucky that they did not attract the attention of their neighbours. No need for them to know about their abnormal secret.

This fine Saturday morning was greeted with warm sunshine, not a cloud in sight. Vernon was sitting at the kitchen table reading the Daily Mail while Petunia made breakfast. Food was probably one of the only things that he would miss about the brat. That, and the increasing amount of work that had to be done around the house now that he was gone, but they could manage. It was worth it all too finally have a nice, normal life without bloody Wizards or mass murders breathing down their necks.

That was until 'it' came.

Dudley had just came down from upstairs, having smelt breakfast cooking, when the doorbell rang. Vernon looked over the top of his paper for a second before returning to it once he saw Petunia set breakfast on the table and head to the front door. He heard her talking with someone for a bit until she closed the door and returned with a package, placing it in the middle of the table for them all to see.

"What's that dear?" he asked while folding his newspaper away to start his breakfast.

"I don't know" she said, collecting the pen knife they use for opening parcels off the wall "But it's addressed to all of us"

Both male Dursleys leaned closer to get a better look as Petunia finished cutting the tape. As soon as she pulled the pieces of cardboard apart, they were all assaulted by an explosion of colours, causing them to close their eyes to protect their sight. A loud, whistling noise accompanied the explosion, turning them partially deaf.

When they thought that it was finally over, they opened their eyes only to end up staring in shock at each other. The three of them were covered head to toe in a different colours of glitter. Dudley was a bright pink, Petunia was covered in an obnoxious lime green and Vernon was a dark purple. What was really strange was the fact that the glitter was only on them. The rest of the kitchen was exactly how it was before they opened the box.

"What just happened?" Dudley asked his parents, but the only response he got was Petunia's high pitched squeaking and Vernon shouts of rage.

Autobots POV

Diego Garcia

Maniacal laughter echoed from the main-ops as two pairs of twins, as well as one silver Saboteur, laughed as they hacked into Vernon Dursleys bank account to buy a dozen boxes full of squeaky toys in the shape of various birds. With the help of their technologically advanced friends showing them what to do on the laptop, they had begun a long and fun filled task of completely messing with the Dursley's heads.

The first phase was sending that box of glitter to them. Not only would it stay stuck to them for two weeks, but it would release tiny robotic, remote controlled cameras that Jazz had given them so they could watch the events unfold. Phase two was using the Dursley's own money to buy completely random items, causing them to blame each other for buying the objects and all three denying that they had done so. The third part was where they would send over a little present, courtesy of Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes, where it looks as if they got a lovely bouquet of flowers. However, when they were in both a combination of water and darkness, the leaves and petals would segment into millions of spiders and then proceed to cover their house in spider webs. Both inside and out. They had a whole bunch of ideas of what they were going to do to that family and nothing was going to get in their way.

Optimus walked into the main operations building to check on what everyone was up to. He raised a metal brow when he saw the three Cybertronians huddled together with Fred and George. It was suspicious with just the two sets of twins as they were, but adding the Autobot Saboteur was guaranteed a helm ache just waiting to happen. Optimus was sure that if he sent those five after the Decepticons, they would give up within a few Earth hours of being subjected to their type of torture.

None of them seemed to notice him as he walked behind the giggling quartet (Jazz simply grinning at whatever they were looking at) and asked "And what are you five up to?"

Sideswipe and Sunstreaker froze while Fred and George jumped, attempting to try and hide something behind their backs. Judging from the size and shape of the object, Optimus concluded that it was a human laptop.

"Nothing!" Sideswipe, Fred, and George all said simultaneously. Sunstreaker stayed silent with his arms crossed but kept glancing at Fred and George, giving away that he was not as innocent as he was letting on. Jazz was the only who didn't look like he was planning something, but then again, he was a master of keeping things a secret.

He crouched down to their level and held out a servo "Then you would not mind if I had a look at what is behind your back?"

They hesitated only for a moment but giving up the laptop with great reluctance, they all knew that Optimus wouldn't leave them alone until they did and it wasn't like they could get away now that he saw them.

Optimus enhanced his vision until he could see exactly what they were all doing. It confused him as to why they were getting squeaky, bird shaped toys "Why are you purchasing these?"

George scratched his head while he explained "Well, we kind of wanted to mess with Harry's relatives a bit and that's phase two of our plan" they were all depressed now cause their fun was ruined. They waited for Optimus to say it was wrong to do so and to leave them alone.

Optimus knew all about what the Dursleys had done to Harry, things that he had yet to tell the rest of his family. Having been told in confidence during one of their talks about their lives before they met. The both of them agreeing to tell the whole truth. Optimus told Harry the truth of how he used to be a data clerk known as Orion Pax. How he and Megatronus, as Megatron was known at the time, used to be as close as brothers before he became Prime while Megatron became Lord High Protector. He also told him how Megatron started an uprising for the position he felt he rightfully deserved and when he couldn't get it through words, he began using force. In return, Harry told him the full details about his life at Hogwarts as well as his life at the Dursleys. How they made him do all the manual work when he was younger and up until Sirius escaped Azkaban. How they allowed Vernon Dursley's sister to attack Harry with her dogs and how they encouraged their own son to use him as a punching bag, which resulted in both broken and bruised bones. They wouldn't even take him to the hospital to make sure that that the wounds healed correctly in case people started to question on how he got the injuries. Even though Optimus was against harming any form of life, it did not mean that he wasn't tempted to do so and felt that what these four had planned for them was the least of their worries. If he ever went to Britain, then he was going to make sure that he visited Harry's family to have a little 'chat' with them. Face to face about how they treated their nephew and cousin.

Optimus gave the laptop back to the two Wizards before straightening up and walking away. He was nearly back out of the building when Sunstreaker asked "Um… Aren't you going to tell us not to mess with the squishys?" causing Optimus to pause in his stride. His reply was "I do not know what you are talking about. As far as I am concerned, you are just looking at harmless things on the World Wide Web. Nothing to be alarmed about" he said before leaving his stunned audience to check on the other members of their team.

It was so quiet after Optimus left that you could hear a pin drop. That was until Sideswipe asked in a confused voice "What just happened?"

Jazz grinned at where Optimus had left "Ah believe that's Boss Bot's way of sayin' ta go ahead"

Soon enough, they were all sporting the same grin as Jazz and got back to operation 'Mess with the Dursleys life' with even more enthusiasm than before.

Again thanks for all the reviews, follows and favourites, I will try to update as soon as possible for a bunch of my stories but for now I hope you enjoy this chapter.

-CD