Sparks of Magic

I do not own Harry Potter, Transformers Bayverse or any of their characters

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

[Updated: 13/05/2021]

::Comms/Calls::

"Talking"

"Thinking"

Writing

~Radio~

Flashback

$Parseltongue$

Chapter 11: Foretelling

Shanghai airspace, China

The cargo bay of the plane was brightly lit as N.E.S.T operatives moved around to make sure everything was in working order. The only things not moving was the red and blue flamed semi, sitting directly in the middle of the plane, and the dark haired human sitting next to its front wheel. A blue holographic screen projected in front of him thanks to the little white and silver bot who was sat on his lap, projecting the images through her optics. It was slightly similar to how Optimus had done when he had first met the Wizards.

His clothes consisted of a black, long sleeved top that had a protective covering over the top of it. Looking similar to the ones the N.E.S.T soldiers wore except that it had a scale design. He had gotten it as a present from Sirius to keep him better protected in battles as Dragonhide was both durable and heat resistant. The black pants, although seeming to be very comfortable, was also made of Dragonhide but it much more flexible and less stiff than the protective piece on the top part of him. Attached to his waist by a black belt was the Gryffindor sword. The silver blade sheathed in a black, leather covering to stop anyone touching the poisoned blade. They had found out that the sword had been Goblin made and fortified with the strongest of spells, ones that could even allow it to cut through a Cybertronians' armour. The Basilisk venom, while not being able to poison a Cybertronians' internal systems, was still acidic enough to burn through the exterior.

Although Harry wasn't as small as he was when everyone had first met him, he was still smaller than most of the N.E.S.T personnel. Barring a few of the female members, he stood at the same height as Arcee when she was in her holoform. His hair hadn't grown much but it was styled better so that some of his hair rested over his lightning bolt scar, keeping it somewhat hidden in case he ever came across any Wizards or Witches that knew about him. However, the biggest and most noticeable change about Harry was that he no longer wore any glasses, having had his eyes Magically fixed for his birthday. There had been more than one occasion where he had been out on a mission and had lost his glasses, either because he forgot to apply a sticking charm to it or they wore off. It was only due to Optimus' quick reflexes that he was able to get out without being squished.

It had been over two years since they first met the Autobots and at first, the Bots had tried to keep the Wizards out of the line of fire. This however, proved to be a futile endeavour when some *cough* Fred and George *cough* would simply sneak on to the missions and if they came, Harry followed. Which of course meant that Sirius and Remus wouldn't be far behind him. In the end, they decided to just pair each of the Wizards off with a Cybertronian partner.

Sideswipe and Sunstreaker had instantly swooped in on being Fred and George's partner, both because of their pranking shenanigans and also because they were the only humans that Sunstreaker would let sit in his alt-mode, along with Harry. Remus had opted to be with Ratchet as he was more adept with helping to heal. Ratchet was also the one who was least fighting in battles, unless he absolutely had too, which was good for Remus because if his wolf side did emerge, he wouldn't endanger anyone on their side. Sirius had almost been paired with Ironhide until everyone unanimously agreed that it was a terrible idea to pair them up. They did not need two powerful and trigger happy beings partnered together.

Instead, Lennox had been chosen for the Weapons Specialist as he had a level head and he was already protecting the man and his family anyway. This led to Sirius being paired up with Jazz and, by extension, Prowl who kept a watchful optic on the Wizard so that any potential crisis could be averted before it began. Which just left Harry to be with Optimus. Even though the Autobot leader had told him it was too dangerous, Harry had proved he could handle it after blowing up a Decepticon. The Con having snuck up behind Optimus without him realizing. Besides, what better way to protect and keep a close optic on the youngest Wizard with Harry being right next to him?

They were currently heading to Shanghai after getting a reading that there could be one or more Decepticons hiding there. They could narrow it down to the immediate area of where the Con was but they never could pinpoint their exact location. Which is why they sent in the ground troops first to scout out the area.

::N.E.S.T Seahawks approaching target:: a female voice informed them over the comms, Techstream using her audio sensors as a radio so that Harry could hear.

The next voice that came over the comms was a male one ::Three minutes until evacuation is complete, sir::

Another male voice then informed them ::Chinese airspace has been locked and sealed, one-mile radius::

::All right, give N.E.S.T team the go:: He heard General Morshower command from the background.

The second male voice was the one that relayed the command ::Black Hawks, you're clear to land::

It was mostly quiet over the comms after that, everyone getting into their positions until the two newest Autobots decided to ruin it.

::Ding-a-ling! Come out and get yo' ice cream:: an annoying voice said, on both the communications line and out loud from the sound of it ::Any bad robot out there better get ready for an ass-whooping:: Skids continued to taunt even though they were supposed be incognito.

Harry quickly took a microphone earpiece from Techstream, who had produced it as soon as she heard what the new twins had said "What in Merlin's name are you doing? This is supposed to be the stealth part of the mission! If you don't quiet up, I'm going to make good on Ratchet's promise of turning you into toasters!" Harry reprimanded the newest set of twins.

With those two now silent, fearing the tiny Wizard who could probably do what he promised like how he changed that flying organic into a cup when they first met, a few of the soldiers were laughing at the two of them for being scolded by a guy not even a quarter of their size. Will simply ignored Harry and continued to command the ground troops "Arcee's team, get ready to launch"

::We're locked and loaded:: she replied.

Harry hummed as he checked the local news stations. Checking what their cover story was this time. The tried to switch it up so no one would get suspicious of similar events and connecting the dots ::All right, listen up. China's cover story on this one is toxic spill. They had to evac the area for search and rescue. This makes six enemy contacts in eight months. We gotta make sure this one does not get out in the public eye at all. Remember there are cases where we don't manage to Obliviate everyone who saw, so keep it tight:: Harry informed them, having already contacted China's government earlier to warn them of the upcoming battle. He listened over the Comms as everyone got into position, Techstream adding data on to the screen to show him everyone's position and their health status. So far, everyone was in perfect health with only a few raised heartbeats from the anticipation of the battle to come.

Lennox walked up to Ironhide as he drove into the chemical plant and patted him on his hood "All right, Ironhide. We got echoes. Vamos. Steel stacks at 2 o' clock!"

Ironhide grunted as his parts shifted about until he had changed to his bipedal mode "He's here. I smell him"

"Who needs sniffer dogs when we have you, Sirius and Remus? All we need to do is put some fuzzy ears and a tail on you" Epps said jokingly, but stopped when Ironhide's optics turned to glare at him.

"Come anywhere near me with those items and I will be using you as target practice" he growled out. The mech activated his canons to both make his point and to prepare for the fight.

Epps placed his hands in the air as a sign of surrender, but the gun clutched in his hands contradicting his actions "Hey, I thought you Autobots were all about not harming us humans"

Ironhide glared at Epps from the corner of his optics "I'll make an exception for you" he threatened, moving even closer to the steel stacks.

"Don't you feel honoured" Will chuckled.

Epps took out the scanner and pointed at the stacks while replying "He's probably still pissed over those terror set of twins making his cannons fire bubbles during training exercises" he suddenly noticed the increased heat signature from behind the metal cylinders "Oh no"

"What've you got?" Lennox questioned, looking over Epps shoulder.

Epps stared at the screen, confirming that something was wrong to the Major by saying "Thermal ripple"

Lennox stared at the image on the scanner before activating his communications on his helmet to inform the rest of N.E.S.T ::Right, everybody, be steady... We're right on top of it::

He finished talking just as they heard the shifting of metal, signalling a Cybertronian's change. This Decepticon was huge, towering over all of them. Its arms smashed against the floor, throwing the giant, metal cylinders into the air with an explosion and making some of them land by the humans. The Decepticon roared at the soldiers surrounding him, chucking cars at them while those from the helicopters shot at it but not really doing any damage. Ironhide's own cannons only doing a little better. The Decepticon finished its transformation to reveal that its body was mostly silver and red, but instead of the usual bipedal form, it looked like it was part unicycle. A giant wheel replaced its legs while a similar one suspended above its helm, its arms hanging on either side of it. After roaring one more time, it then rolled away and headed to the more populated area of Shanghai.

::Panther One, requesting fire mission now!:: Epps shouted down the communications, watching as the helicopters followed the Decepticon.

While that was happening, Harry and Techstream searched the Autobot data base to find out what Decepticon they were facing. It didn't take long to find out the information. There wasn't that many Cybertronians, both Autobot and Decepticon, of that size who weren't Combiners ::The Con's name is Demolishor. Heavy hitter but his primary job is usually that of a guard, protecting items of great importance or smaller Decepticons. If he's here, then he protecting one or both of those things so be extra careful:: Harry advised everyone.

Harry's theory proved correct when one of the black hawk pilots noticed a silver and black car starting up ::We got a second Decepticon:: Noticing that the closest Autobots to the approaching Decepticon was Arcee, her sisters and the new twins, Harry swiftly directed their attention to the Con ::Arcee, Twins! Target coming your way!::

He watched as the triplets gained on the Con, whose designation was apparently Sideways. They almost had him until he knocked Chromia, the closet femme to him, to the side and transformed where he then proceeded to jump straight through a building, changing back to his alt-mode once he was through it. The triplets followed closely behind him, but for some strange reason, Mudflap and Skids had split apart and crashed into the building rather than going through the hole. Listening to them afterwards, he guessed they had disregarded the mission and had started to fight amongst themselves instead.

Harry face palmed as he listened to the two fight "Remind me again why we brought them instead of Prowl and Jazz? We could have even brought Ratchet so he could knock them over the helm with his wrench"

"I believe Ratchet's wrench wielding skills may be unavailable for some time while he teaches his new apprentice Jolt. Mudflap and Skids are also less experienced in the field compared to Prowl and Jazz, so Prowl suggested that this was the perfect opportunity to give them some experience" Optimus reasoned and making Harry frown at the Peterbilt.

"You know, I sometimes despise Prowl's logic based processor"

Optimus chuckled at the Wizard's comment "I think most of the Autobots have the same thought at least once in their life"

Seeing the damage the silver Decepticon was causing, and needing to stay with the bigger threat of Demolishor, Will ordered "Bring in the Lambo and Weasley twins to go after the smaller Con"

POV Change

The silver car sped through the streets, not slowing down for anything now that he had gotten rid of those Autobots. With any luck, he would be out of Shanghai without any more incidents. Forget about Demolishor, if he wanted to stay and fight then so be it.

Sideways became very confused when he swerved around one corner only to find that his next turning was not there, it was just another wall. He bypassed it and went in a straight line instead, looking for the turnings and open spaces that the map he uploaded was showing him only to find more buildings. He scanned the area around him for any Autobot signatures and was relieved to find that there was none in close proximity. They must have all gone after Demolishor, the fools.

He was just coming up to where there was supposed to be another turning on either side of him, but once again, the map was incorrect when only more wall appeared. A sudden shout of "NOW!" made him realise that he should have known it was a trap sooner.

Once that word had been shouted, two familiar Autobots came out of the wall opposite one another with swords drawn. There was no crash as they did this action. It looked like they had both just phased through wall, but that kind of thing was impossible; even by Cybertronian standards. The Autobot Sideswipe aimed his sword downwards as he jumped over the front part of him, his twin Sunstreaker doing the same at the back of him. The last thing that Sideways' processor registered was two blades dragging through his body and separating him into three car pieces.

When all the pieces had stopped moving, as well as the red and yellow bots, two pops signalled the arrival of the red headed twins. Having been watching the Decepticon from the top of a nearby building and using Apparition to get to the next one, making sure he went the way they wanted him to. They both had a chest protector made of Dragonhide like Harry's but while Harry's was black, Fred's was a forest green and George's was a dark red that was so dark, it was nearly brown. The tops underneath the protectors were simple navy t-shirts, heating charms cast upon them when they were cold, while the rest of their clothes looked similar to what the N.E.S.T soldiers were wearing. Not many things had changed about them in the two years, apart from their red hair being cut shorter than its previous look, and their brown eyes were still constantly alight with humour and mischief.

"Damn I'm good!" Sideswipe commented as his sword disappeared into the back of his servo.

Fred snorted from besides the red and black Bot "Well don't you just have a big ego"

Sunstreaker was wiping his own sword down to get rid of the excess Energon from Sideways "Yeah it's not like we didn't help or anything" he said sarcastically. George was using his Magic to levitate one of the three pieces over to a truck that would dispose of the parts away from humans. Fred followed his brother's lead while Sunstreaker refused to touch the deceased Con since Sideswipe was so good, he could get rid of his own mess. There was also the fact that the Con was still leaking Energon and he didn't want to get it over his paint job.

"Of course if you think you have a way to illusion walls and buildings in places they shouldn't be-"

"Or hide your energy signature with Magic-"

"Then perhaps we should leave it all up to you since you are the best" they said sarcastically.

Sideswipe began to panic in a joking manner, getting on his knee joints and bowing repeatedly "I'm so sorry almighty Wizards. I could never have pulled this off without you. Can you ever forgive me for my grievous mistake" his over exaggerating caused Fred and George to chuckle along with the N.E.S.T operatives that were helping strap down the parts of Sideways.

"Hey! What about me?" Sunstreaker glared at his brother. Sideswipe gave his brother a deadpan look before he got up and dusted himself of imaginary dust, knowing it was just making his brother's temper rise from having to wait.

"What about you? I could have done your part on myself. He would have been in less pieces but I could have still done it on my own, Sunflower" Sideswipe mocked, his servos folded behind his helm as he watched his brother become angrier. The yellow mech finally explode when he used that particular nickname.

Sunstreaker faceplate twitched a bit before he suddenly tackled his brother to the ground with a shout of "DON'T CALL ME THAT!" they continued to fight, rolling around and nearly squashing some of the humans who had to quickly run out of the way of the squabbling siblings.

Fred and George continued to laugh at the brothers antics, knowing it was only going to get worse when Sunstreaker realised that he was scratching his paint with all the fighting.

"So, do you think the others stopped the giant unicycle yet?" Fred asked his brother.

George shrugged his shoulders at the question "Dunno, haven't heard that they dropped Hare-bear and OP yet, so probably not"

They both moved forward at the same time, making way for the two Cybertronians who had just rolled behind them "Maybe they'll need some extra help in stopping the big one" Fred pondered aloud.

"I doubt it. They probably won't be much longer in stopping him. I'm sure they will be fine without us" George commented.

POV Change

Demolishor continued to roar as he crushed more cars under his massive wheels and using his giant servos to knock signs down, crashing into more cars. The human allies persisted in following the Con via the air and the ground. Epps took the radio on the back of the truck he was on to make an order ::Air support, we need Big Buddha and Little Magician to deliver the drop now!::

Harry handed the microphone earpiece back to Techstream, who deactivated the holographic screen at the same time "Well, looks like it's our turn" Harry told Optimus while the cargo plane pilot informed them that they were nearly ready to drop.

A woman came over to take Techstream from him. He picked the sparkling off of his lap and said "Now you be good while I'm gone okay?"

She nodded her helm from her position in the girl's arms after he handed Techstream over "I will. Bye bye carrier" she waved while they walked away from them.

Harry had no idea why Techstream called him that, but it had been the first word she had said to him. Sparklings were very smart, even when they were so young. They developed a lot quicker than humans. So within a couple of months of being created, they had already started to speak English. Hydroburst had created a deep bond with Ironhide and Chromia, calling them his creators and they absolutely loved having a Sparkling of their own. Having never created their own before because of the war, it being too dangerous to be bringing a young one into it. Scatterbite was a lot shyer than the other sparklings. He didn't speak a lot of English, unless he absolutely had to, and preferred to use the clicks, beeps and whistles of the Cybertronian language instead. He tended to hang around Ratchet the most.

Harry spent a lot more time with Techstream than others, always having her attached to his hip when he was reading or when he was writing up reports. He even found her cuddled up next to him when he was sleeping, whether that was in his own bed or the few times his nightmares came back and he stayed in Optimus' room. Eventually, he ended up just letting her sleep with him, her small, white and silver body fitting perfectly for the moment. Ratchet explained that all three of them would grow but he didn't know how much by for them. The Medic did estimate that they could end up being the size of Minicons at the least, like Frenzy, or the size of Ironhide at the most. When she had first called him carrier, Harry hadn't really understood the significance behind it until he asked Optimus what it meant and found out she was essentially calling him mother. He was curious as to why she thought he was his mother until Ratchet had explained that Cybertronians could be either a carrier or sire no matter if they were a femme or a mech. So it wasn't that strange that she saw him as the mother figure considering the fact that she was also calling Optimus sire. She obviously saw Harry's smaller frame and actions as that of a carrier. The title had prompted the twins to call him momma bear whenever she was with him. He was fine with that. What he wasn't fine with was them giving Optimus the 'talk' because he was the 'daddy'. Harry had been mortified but luckily, Optimus had not been offended. He actually smiled at the twins antics before giving them his own 'talk' about Sideswipe and Sunstreaker. Harry had never seen them be stunned silent before or for their faces to turn as red as their hair. They hadn't talked for two days after that, the longest he had ever heard them be quiet for without a spell.

It was more of a shock to find out that Jazz was in fact a carrier and had a sparkling with Prowl called Bluestreak. A Sniper about the same age as Bumblebee, who was on a mission with his own team. The last they heard from him was quite some time ago, but they knew he was still alive from their creator bond with him. Harry actually liked the affectionate term she called him, never imagining that he would ever gain a title like that. It was also amusing to watch Sirius mope about, complaining he was too young to be a grandparent, but then was found later already teaching her how best to prank someone. He was pretty sure that either Prowl or Ironhide was going to shoot Sirius soon if he managed to make another prankster.

Harry checked that both the Gryffindor sword and his wand was securely attached to him before he moved over to Optimus' door, which opened up for him to climb up. When he was sat down with the belt wrapped around him, he nodded to the steering wheel to show that he was ready and then watched as the ramp started to open.

Optimus drove off the ramp of the plane, dropping a few feet before changing into his bipedal mode. The metal shifting around Harry until he was grasped securely in Optimus' servos with the both of them falling to the city upside down. Even if he couldn't see them fall, Harry could still feel the air rush past them. It felt a lot like a Wronski Feint but more thrilling.

Three parachutes with the Autobot emblem ejected from Optimus' back and slowed their descent. When they neared the ground, Optimus transferred Harry into one of his servos while the other was shifted into his sword to cut the ties from the parachutes ::Autobots, we are in pursuit:: Optimus grunted out, doing a front flip before he finally hit the ground. Once he had rolled on the ground to lessen the damage to his frame, keeping Harry securely in his servos, he shifted back into his alt-mode and placed Harry back in the driver's seat.

"I swear you secretly enjoy doing that" Harry grinned at the steering wheel.

"You have no evidence of this claim" Optimus said through the radio with amusement, increasing his speed to catch up with the gargantuan Decepticon who was still roaring away and destroying the streets of Shanghai.

Harry would have said more but the Decepticon was just about to hit the bypass that they were on. Optimus changed once again but this time, Harry ended up crouched on his shoulder plate, quickly placing a Sticking charm onto his feet and a Protego Maxima as he already knew what Optimus was planning to do.

When Demolishor barged through the bridge, Optimus leaped out in front of him and grabbed onto his helm. Blinding the massive Con for a bit while Optimus climbed up him until he was standing on Demolishor's wide shoulders.

Optimus brought out his gun, pointing it at the Con's helm and shooting at him repeatedly "Pull over!" Optimus commanded while Harry drew his wand from the holster on his wrist and cast his own spell at the Con's giant wheel.

"CONFRINGO!" he shouted. Even if that spell hadn't been enough, the fact that Ironhide had finally caught up and had jumped onto the Con, shooting the wheel the same time as Harry had cast his spell, was enough to cause the larger Cybertronian to fall over. Harry nearly fell forward at the shift in position but he quickly grabbed onto some of the metal of Optimus' shoulder, the Sticking charm on his feet keeping him in place while Optimus and Ironhide jumped off of Demolishor before he fell off the bridge.

The two Autobots and Wizard landed on the remainder of the bridge just as Demolisher cried out "Oh!" as he hit a metal pipeline. Coming to a screeching halt under an adjoining bridge, out of sight of any humans that were still around. They'd have to round up the ones who had seen the Cybertronians later.

Optimus and Ironhide jumped down from the bridge and made their way over to where the Decepticon was struggling to get back up, steam obscuring their vision slightly. Harry dispelled the charm from his feet, holstering his wand and sitting down as soon as he realised that the battle was over.

"Punk ass Decepticon!" Ironhide growled as they walked closer, more N.E.S.T personnel appearing by the minute.

"Any last words?" Optimus asked.

"This is not your pla-anet to rule" Demolishor stuttered out "The Fallen shall rise again"

As soon as he had finished, images began to appear in Harry's mind. One after another, they came just like one of those old film reels. Small squares being placed in the corners of his eyes and symbols floating around while glowing. The actual images consisted of seven robots before shifting to one of them that had blazing red optics as he crushed a human with tribal markings under his ped. Another image popped up of a silver device which glowed blue in the centre. Just as quickly as they appeared, they also disappeared, leaving Harry to clutch his head slightly. Luckily, no one seemed to notice it.

"What we're they?" Harry asked himself. The symbols had looked very familiar, like some of the runes he had studied but definitely different.

"That doesn't sound good" Epps muttered, drawing Harry's attention back into the real world as everyone stared at the dying Decepticon. Harry nodded in agreement, it sounded too much like a prophecy to him and he already had one of them on his head.

Flashback Starts

By now, everyone had gotten used to the random pops associated with a Wizard's Apparition. With the wards keyed into their Magic specifically, there was no chance of any other Wizard or Witch popping in uninvited. However, Harry and his family made one mistake when they set up the wards, assuring everyone on base that no Wizard could teleport in or out except for the five of them.

They never mentioned anything about Goblins.

No one registered that anything was different when they heard it at first. Everyone simply getting on with some down time in the rec-room. The rec-room could accommodate both the Cybertronians and humans' heights so the Autobots tended to go in either their holoforms or bipedal modes. It was only after they realised that not only was there no sounds of destruction that accompanied the twins Apparition, but the fact that they both were currently sleeping on two of the human size couches. Their heads resting in Sideswipe and Sunstreaker's holoform's laps, knackered after sorting out a bout of accidental Magic from a young Wizard who caused a small fire at their joke shop. They had been able to put it out but they had to spend the rest of the day checking over all the items, making sure that their stock was still usable.

The first one to have noticed the small creature had thankfully been Prowl, one of the few who would ask questions first and shoot later but as soon as the others had seen Prowl's weapons directed at something, everyone else did the same.

"Wait! It's just Sharpclaw" Harry quickly positioned himself in front of the Goblin so that no one would accidentally shoot at him.

Optimus was quick to order everyone to stand down. Some, namely Ironhide, doing so with reluctance. When all the weapons were no longer aimed at the Goblin, they ended up staring at Sharpclaw with a mixture of curiosity and weariness.

Harry ignored the Autobots and humans in favour of apologising to the Goblin for their rude welcome "I'm sorry about the warm greeting. We don't usually get unannounced guests popping in like that" he clarified.

Sharpclaw gave Harry a full toothed grin that he was sure caused a few of the humans behind him to cringe or to look anywhere else but at the Goblin "It is quite alright young Lord. I should have given sufficient warning to my arrival, but I come here with pressing matters that we need to discuss immediately"

Harry nodded in acknowledging. He motioned over to one of the human sized tables and chairs where they could talk in a more comfortable position. The Wizards (Fred and George having woken up in all the commotion) all sat down but the Autobots, both in their holoforms and bipedal, decided to stay standing behind them. The rest of the humans, besides Epps and Lennox, decided to leave knowing that it didn't really concern them and having other things to do.

"So what's the problem?" Harry inquired, once Sharpclaw had sat down.

"First things first, we have managed to track down two of your family heirlooms and were able to retrieve one of them" with a snap of Sharpclaw fingers, a very familiar sword (to the Wizards) appeared on the table, directly in front of Harry. The blade was covered by a black leather scabbard, but the pommel was unmistakably that of Godric Gryffindor's sword "I suggest not touching the blade. For some reason, it seems to have come in contact with Basilisk venom"

"But Harry killed that Basilisk in his second year. Why is it still on it?" George asked.

"It has to do with the sword's special properties. Godric Gryffindor had the us make the sword with some of the best Goblin enchantments. One of the known abilities of the sword is that it can absorb substances to make itself stronger. When the venom touched the blade, the enchantments activated to incorporate it into the sword" Remus clarified.

"Huh, that's a handy ability" Epps said.

"I wonder if it could do anything against a Cybertronian's armour" Ironhide thought aloud. He was looking at the sword with great interest, being the enthusiastic mech he was for any weapon that could be used against a Decepticon.

"It wouldn't really matter if it did. None of us know how to even hold a sword properly let alone use one against something that is practically a giant to us"

"Maybe old Hide 'ere could teach ya. He is the best Weapons Specialist around. The mech ain't just limited ta the cannons on his arms" Jazz suggested.

Harry looked over to Ironhide to see the Cybertronian grinning at him, and not in a nice way "I do not mind teaching anyone who wishes to learn" the Weapons Specialist looked way to eager, especially since he kept looking at certain individuals.

"Why do I get the feeling that I've condemned myself to a terrible fate?" Harry asked nervously.

They all chuckled at that, most having seen how enthusiastic Ironhide was with any weapon. The Autobots specifically remember some instances when he taught rookies.

Sirius stopped laughing but continued to grin as he asked "What was Dumbledore's face like when you took it?"

Sharpclaw gave another full toothed smirk "He was definitely not happy. I would have said that he looked like he had swallowed a particularly sour lemon had I not know how addicted he was to those lemon drops. He is most likely immune to them by now"

Sirius howled in laugher at the image in his head while the twins snickered.

"I wish I had been there to see that" Sirius chuckled out.

Deciding that they needed to get back on track, Remus asked "So, what's the other thing that you found?"

"We manage to locate one of the Hallows. The Elder Wand to be precise" now the Wizards looked like fish, their mouths opening and closing like one. They looked even more shocked than when the sword was brought up.

"Uh, sorry to interrupt, but what exactly are the Hollows?" Epps asked.

"They are three powerful objects, gifted to three brothers by Death himself-" George began.

"The Elder Wand is the most powerful wand in existence-"

"The Resurrection Stone has the power to bring back the dead-"

"And the Cloak of Invisibility can hide you from even Death's gaze-"

"Together they create the Deathly Hallows and whoever holds all three will become the Master of Death" they both finished together. Their synchronisation made everyone creeped out, a chill running down both spines and back struts with the way they told it.

"How can you be a master of death?" Elita-One questioned.

"You're thinking about death in relation to things dying. We're talking about Death as an entity. You know, the Grim Reaper, Shinigami, Hel and Thanatos" Sirius explained.

"And you believe this fairy tale is true?" Prowl was sceptical. How would three objects allow you to control death? It seemed highly illogical.

"Even if the story isn't true, the Hallows are real and just possessing one of them would make a Wizard powerful. Imagine if someone got all three of them"

Optimus thought over everything that they had said about the Hallows. If they did fall into the hands of someone with less than good intentions, then it could become problematic if they set their eyes on any of the Wizards with them. Something was niggling at the back of his processor, a conversation they had after the battle at Mission City "You already possess one of the Hallows"

Harry nodded his head in agreement "The Invisibility Cloak belonged to my ancestor, Ignotus Peverell. He was also the only one who lived a full life and when he finally shed the Cloak, he handed it to his son and went with Death willingly. That's why we believe that the Hallows are real. No other invisibility cloak could ever last that long and stay in its prime condition, the enchantments would deteriorate too much for it to work" Harry then looked towards the Goblin, having gone back to the other item in the Headmaster's possession "Dumbledore must have won the wand from someone else then"

"Yes. As you know, the Wand's allegiance is only won when the previous owner is defeated in a duel or is killed. It will then only work for the one who defeated its predecessor. The current owner is Headmaster Dumbledore, coming into his possession after he defeated the Dark Lord Gellert Grindelwald"

"I'm starting to see a pattern with this Dumbledore" Prowl proclaimed.

"It does seem that he is related to many factors in Harry's life" Optimus agreed.

"Well, there is nothing we can do about that right now. No matter how much we would love to take that wand from his manipulative hands. What I want to know about is the final Hallow, the Resurrection Stone, and the rest of his heirlooms from both Ravenclaw and Slytherin" Sirius requested.

Sharpclaw interlocked his hands to rest his pointy chin on them "The Stone's last known location was with the Gaunts family, being turned into a signet ring without them knowing what it truly was. We are going through all their previous properties, but they had a number of them and all have some very strong wards. It will take some time to get past, even for us. Almost all of Ravenclaw's possessions are in her vault, which you will be able to access with your ring. The only thing missing is her Diadem, which has not been seen since her death. The only one who would know where it is would be her daughter's ghost, Helena Ravenclaw"

George suddenly spoke up "Wait! Isn't that the Grey Lady in Hogwarts?"

"Yes and as many know, she is not very fond of talking to anyone. Now concerning Slytherin. Like Ravenclaw, most of his possessions were safely locked away in his vault and can only be opened by a Parselmouth. One of the few items outside of the vault was Salazar Slytherin's locket. It took a while to locate it but we did find it in the Black ancestral home in Grimmauld Palace"

"I was wondering why you asked permission to enter that place. But what was it doing there and why only say you've found two items instead of three?"

"We are weary of the object and wanted to try and get rid of what it had been made into before handing it over. As for why it was with the Blacks, your brother Regulus was a Death Eater but most do not know that he betrayed He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named. The House Elf Kreacher, after much convincing, told us how Regulus stole Slytherin's Locket. For what reasons, the House Elf was unsure, but we may have found his true motive when you hear what the locket has been turned into"

While Sirius was sad to find out that his brother wasn't always on the Dark Lord's side and he had treated him like any other Death Eater rather than his brother who needed him, he decide to squash that feeling down. He'll talk with Remus about it when they are alone. Instead, he took a deep breath and asked "So what exactly did the scaly bastard do?"

"The Dark Lord has performed a ritual that was originally created by Herpo the Foul to make something called a Horcrux. It was essentially a way to become immortal, but at the cost of the one's sanity. The ritual allows a Witch or Wizard to split their soul by killing another, allowing it to be held outside of the body"

The disgusted looks on everyone's faces told the Goblin exactly what they thought of that, the Autobots especially looking appalled by the act. Who would even think to mutilate their soul like that? It sounded like something the Decepticon Shockwave would do. They could only hope he never found a way to accomplish such a goal, he was horrifying enough without the aid of Magic.

They were even more sickened with what Sharpclaw said next "After completing a few tests, we discovered that the size of the soul is too small to be a first Horcrux. In fact, the size suggests that this is at least the third. From what you have told us about the Dark Lord's appearance after his resurrection, it's clear that he has created more than three. A Horcrux is so Dark that it disfigures the Wizard and makes their mind more unstable every time they make one"

Harry felt sick at the thought of never getting rid of Voldemort. He was going to keep coming after him until Harry died and then continue living to make the world to how he wanted it.

"Is there any way to get rid of a Horcrux?" Ratchet asked.

"There is no knowledge of how to terminate a Horcrux, even to my people" Sharpclaw declared solemnly.

Gears began to turn in Harry's head until a thought struck him suddenly "I think I might have already destroyed one. Tom Riddle's Diary had part of himself trapped in its pages. He said he was a memory, but what if he was his first Horcrux. It makes sense since you said he has at least done it twice before, the locket being the third. All he needed was someone to murder, which he got from Moaning Myrtle. it seems very likely that he would have started making them while in Hogwarts"

The twins seemed to catch on to his train of thought as they both said "And you destroyed the diary with Basilisk venom"

"Exactly. So if we use the venom from the sword, we might be able to destroy it like the diary"

"It's worth a shot" Remus said. Sharpclaw bobbed his head and with another a click of his fingers, the locket appeared not far from Harry on the table. The Wizards could feel the Dark aura that seemed to be emanating from the locket and strangely enough, so could the Autobots. Maybe not to the same extent as them, but they could sense something ominous about the piece of jewellery. Even Epps and Will must have felt something wrong because their hands kept twitching near where their guns where hidden.

Harry picked up the sword and drew it from its sheath to reveal its silver blade with Godric Gryffindor engraved upon it. He gripped it tightly and tried to calm his nerves. The small shakes stopped when he felt a hand on his shoulder, squeezing it in a comforting manner. Looking up and over his shoulder, he saw that the hand belonged to Optimus' holoform. Having left his bipedal form next to the wall of the building.

"You don't have to be the one to do it if you don't want to" Prime told him.

"No, but I feel like I should do it" Harry explained, turning back to look at the locket.

Another squeeze was accompanied by "Do not worry, we are right here to help you" making a little bit of tension leave him at that, knowing that he was not alone and he had people to stand beside him to help.

"The locket can only be opened by a Parselmouth, so as soon as you open it, be prepared for anything to come out" Sharpclaw warned. The Wizards stood up from their chairs and drew their wands, even if it wouldn't do much they had to be prepared for anything to happen. The Autobots that were still in bipedal form activated their own guns along with the two humans drawing theirs.

$Open$ he hissed out. Nothing happened for a second and Harry was about to hiss again when the locket suddenly burst open, releasing a tornado of black that threw everyone back a few feet. Harry was also thrown back but he landed against Optimus, who stood his ground while the soul raged around them and nearly deafening him with the screeching. He couldn't see anything outside the black mass.

"We must go now before it gets out of hand" Optimus shouted, pushing them both towards the locket quickly, even with it attempting to throw them back. When they were close enough, Harry lifted the sword above his head, mindful of Optimus' head, and brought it back down on the open locket. As soon as the sword hit the necklace, the soul gave one last ear-piercing scream before it simply vanished, leaving the rec-room in a disarray of over turned furniture and fallen Bots.

Lowering the sword, Harry picked up the broken locket wearily. Being careful in case anything else came out to attack them, but it remained immobile and he let out a breath he hadn't realised that he had been holding in. His legs were wobbling a bit and Optimus must have noticed it because he moved Harry back over to his chair and sat him down while he stood behind the dark haired teen.

"Well that was fun" Chromia commented sarcastically. The force of the soul had left her under a pile of her sisters.

"Hmm, most effective. For a small fee, we can keep an eye out for anymore Horcruxs and then send them to you to dispose of"

"That would be very helpful thanks" Harry said gratefully. At least that was one less problem to deal with.

"Great! Only two down and an unknown amount to go" Sideswipe declared with fake joy as he helped Fred up from where he had fallen, everyone groaning when he did.

"Could this get any worse?" Harry asked himself. But apparently, it could because Sharpclaw decided to add on the bad news; judging from the tone he used when saying "There is a final matter we must discuss before I leave"

"Why does fate hate me?" Harry thought.

"When the Dark Lord attempted to invade the Department of Mysteries, we decide to send in our own people to investigate. Those Ministry Wizards and Witches are useless, they can't even find their own wands half the time. While there, we came across a prophecy with both your name and that of the Dark Lord's and as you are our client, we were able to obtain it"

"A prophecy? But I don't remember ever hearing one. Well, apart from that one time in third year with professor Trelawney"

"We suspected that might have been the case. It seems that Sybill Trelawney, and her latent Seer abilities, made one while you were very young" the Goblin then clicked his fingers. With it, a light blue and white orb fell into the Goblin's hand. He got off his chair and walked very careful over to Harry, who he then handed the prophecy to.

Harry looked at the swirling blue orb only to hear the raspy voice of Sybill Trelawney say "The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches... born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies... and the Dark Lord will mark him as his equal, but he will have power the Dark Lord knows not... and either must die at the hand of the other for neither can live while the other survives... the one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord will be born as the seventh month dies..."

The room was completely silent after that until Sharpclaw said "At the time, there was only two children who fell under all the criteria of the prophecy, you and Neville Longbottom. But the Dark Lord went after you while Bellatrix Lestrange Crucioed Lord and Lady Longbottom into insanity"

"So it was all my fault that my parents died" Harry thought sadly. He didn't let anyone see what he was thinking, quickly masking his emotions and asking Sharpclaw "Do you know who else has heard the prophecy?"

"We only know of who filed the prophecy away. That would be one A.P.W.B.D or Headmaster Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore"

"Seriously, you Wizards have some strange names" Epps commented.

"The funny thing is that there are a lot stranger names than that one" George replied.

"I'm going need a Headache potion after this" Harry groaned out, his face laying in the palm of his hands, having put the prophecy in his lap so it wouldn't break.

"I think we all need one. Dumbledore is becoming a persistent pain in the arse" Sirius said.

"I must be on my way but while you are unable to do anything at the moment, it does not mean we can't. Goblins do not appreciate those who attempt to steal from us and he has attempted to steal from a very wealthy client of ours. Leave it to us and well make sure that Dumbledore gets exactly what he deserves. Farewell for now young Lord, we shall be in contact" with that said, Sharpclaw Disapparated from the rec-Room.

Sirius was the one who spoke after Sharpclaw's disappearance "I almost feel sorry for the sod" Harry agreed with the Grimm Animagus, the Goblins were going to ruin Dumbledore.

Flashback end

His trip down memory lane had only lasted a few seconds, but he shook himself out of it in time to hear Optimus say "Not today" as he finally ended the Con's life by blasting him in the helm.

Even with the Con dead, none of the ones who had heard what the Decepticon had proclaimed felt at ease. Harry had a feeling that something bad was about to happen. When someone says something ominous like that, it never lead to anything good.

Above N.E.S.T Classified Operations- Diego Garcia, 3 hours later

"You know at this rate, we're not going to make it back to base alive"

Harry had to agree with Fred. Mudflap and Skids were once again arguing over something stupid which was leading into another fist fight.

Most of the Autobots were in their alt-modes as they were a little too big to move around in the small space. The only ones in their bipedal modes were both sets of twins and the triplets, Harry and Fred were sitting on Sideswipe's knee joints while the red Bot sat against the hull. George had fallen asleep on a box off to the side, probably not getting enough sleep the night before because he was completing some potions for the med-bay. He was trying to get a few hours of rest by casting a Silencing spell around his body and a Cushioning charm underneath him. Sunstreaker was sat against the opposite hull from George, once again cleaning his sword while shooting daggers at his brother for the scratches from earlier. George had already cast a Reparo on the yellow Bot, but he was still mad at Sideswipe for making them.

George wasn't the only one asleep either, Techstream having fallen into recharge in Harry's own lap. Funnily enough, she was cuddling into a really soft plushie of a snowy owl. Sparklings apparently liked really soft material to hold, but she still loved to cuddle up with the real Hedwig as well when she could and Hedwig had tried to preen her like a hatchling. Not that it did much against her smooth, white helm but Techstream loved the attention.

"I don't know which is worse; the fighting or the yelling" Sideswipe complained, watching as they went back to just shouting at each other.

When he looked down at the Wizards, he saw that they had turned to face him with a raised eyebrow each "That seems a bit hypercritical since I'm pretty sure you do this on a regular basis with Sunstreaker"

Sideswipe shrugged his shoulder plates in an uncaring way "Yeah but there's a reason behind our fights. Usually 'cause I messed with something of his. We don't fight just for the sake of it"

They turned back to the fight when they heard a yelp, only to see that they had begun fighting again and had moved closer to a certain sleeping Wizard. Mudflap had managed to push his brother too hard, causing the mech to start to fall where George was sleeping.

Sideswipe, Fred and Harry froze at what was happening before them. Their processor and brains not reacting at all as they watched Skids fall in slow motion to the oblivious Wizard.

Before Skids could fall on George, Sunstreaker was there pulling him away from the red headed teen. He was so fast that most hadn't registered that he had even moved, let alone had pulled the shorter Cybertronian away. He then picked up the still sleeping Wizard with one servo and held him close to his chassis. His other servo had change into its gun form and was pointed directly at Skids' head.

"Stop fighting before I make you and if you come near my squishy again, I'll give you a one way ticket to the Pit! Are we clear?" he growled out.

Skids raised his servos in surrender, his frame shaking in slight fear of the Front-Liner "Uh, no problem bro. We'll uh… just go sit quietly over there" he pointed a digit to where Ironhide's truck form was. When Sunstreaker didn't move, he shuffled quickly over to his own twin, grabbed his arm and dragged him over to the black truck where they both changed until only an ice cream truck remained. All the while, Sunstreaker followed their movements until they stopped by Ironhide. When he was sure that they were no longer going to cause any more trouble, he sat against the hull of the plane and placed George (who was still sleeping) on his shoulder plate. He kept glancing at Mudflap and Skids as if daring the two to move but their processors seemed to be working for once as they remained completely still.

Watching these actions, Harry couldn't help but wonder when Sunstreaker had become so close. When they first met, he was adamant about not touching anything organic and he was still irritated about the pink incident. But then he became a bit more open after being locked in the brig with Fred and George. He still didn't like random humans touching him, but he wasn't openly hostile to them anymore and even went so far as to allow a select few to be in his alt-mode. Now he had his brother, in all but blood, asleep on his shoulder plate.

"Any idea what that was all about?" Harry asked Fred and Sideswipe, both of who were avoiding eye contact with him and trying to look innocent. They definitely knew what was going on.

"Oh look! Two minutes until we land, better get a move on! Wouldn't want to miss the important meeting!" Sideswipe rushed out, quickly scooping up the humans and sparkling to set them on the floor so that he could change into his alternative mode.

"Yes! Can't be late now! Must dash!" Fred basically threw himself into the open door of Sideswipe's driver's side, which slammed behind him and was soon driving away from the confused raven haired Wizard.

Shaking his head, Harry decided to find out what was going on later. For now, he walked over to Optimus while the plane landed.

"That is most peculiar" Optimus stated suddenly.

"What is?" Harry asked but his focus was on Techstream, the little femme having decided that it was time to get up.

"I have only ever seen Sunstreaker that protective with his brother. It is strange to see him like that around anyone, let alone a human"

"I'm sure whatever it is, they'll tell us when their ready. I'm just glad he got there in time. I would not like to explain to their older brothers and father about how one of their sons accidently became a pancake"

"Agreed. I will speak to Skids and Mudflap after about their behaviour. They need to learn to be mindful of where they step" Optimus concluded just as the ramp finally lowered, allowing everyone to get off of the plane.

"Autobot Skids and Mudflap, report to Hangar Three" a voice directed the twins to their new and more practical alt-modes. They were quick to get away from the yellow twin who had sent them another deadly glare before he changed into his own vehicle mode, the now awake George oblivious to what had happened walking next to him.

He watched the ice cream truck drive over to the mentioned hanger. Hopefully, the Chevrolet Beat and Chevrolet Trax would be much more suitable forms for those two than having to share a rundown vehicle mode. While not as knowledgeable as Mikaela was with cars and their parts, he had familiarised himself with the alternative modes of the Autobots on Earth. The original five Autobots consisted of a Peterbilt 379 for Optimus, Bumblebee was a Chevrolet Camaro Replica, a GMC Topkick for Ironhide's, Ratchet a Hummer H2 and he had already knew Jazz's was a 2007 Pontiac Solstice GXP. The twins had both been a Lamborghini, but different versions; Sideswipe as a Lamborghini Diablo and Sunstreaker's a Lamborghini Gallardo. Prowl's mode had been a Ford Mustang Police Car and the femmes bikes had been a Ducati 848 for Arcee, a Suzuki B-King as Chromia's and Elita-One's was a MV Agusta F4. That left the last form of a Chevrolet Volt as Ratchet's new apprentice, Jolt. The newest twins had both foolishly chosen the same vehicle and there had not been enough time to find them two cars of their size, especially on such short notice.

While he was walking to the main-ops centre, he saw that his dad had at some point made an appearance and was now walking alongside him. The past two years had changed Sirius from a gaunt man with a sunken in face. He now looked much younger, especially with that near permanent grin on his face and the way his grey eyes screamed mischief. His wavy black hair had gained one or two grey hairs and it still fell to just above his shoulders. Wearing a simple black t-shirt that covered the series of tattoos on his chest, with his ever present jacket thrown over that. He had stayed in Diego Garcia for this mission because he had been training some of the men who had yet been passed to go on one.

"Hey pup. How was the mission?"

Harry's reply was dripping in sarcasm "Oh nothing special. Defeated two Decepticons and before one died, he gave us a warning about how the fallen shall rise. You know, the same old thing"

The Grimm Animagus gave a slight flinch at the news "That bad then?"

Harry let out a deep sigh "You have no idea" he then decide to change the subject to a lighter topic "So is everything ready for tonight?"

The wide grin told him that was a yes "I have absolutely everything ready. The restaurant is booked, I have a lovely clean suit to wear and the ring is safely tucked away"

Sirius had confided in Harry about his plan to finally ask Remus to marry him. He was going to propose later tonight when they left to go celebrate their anniversary of when they first got together, during their final year of Hogwarts.

Looking at his dad's slight twitching, he could guess exactly what was going through his head even without Legilimency "That's good and don't worry, he loves you and I know he will say yes. Besides, someone has to keep you out of trouble"

Sirius laughed at that, throwing an arm around Harry's shoulders "I think you mixing it up here pup. I'm sure it's you we have to keep out of trouble" that sent them both into a round of laughter.

By the time he had finished his conversation with his dad, they had already gone up the stairs to the main catwalk where Lennox had just connected with General Morshower. He sat down in front of one of the monitors and placed Techstream on the table in front while Sirius stood beside him. Harry brought up all the necessary data from the Shanghai Op while Techstream held on to her plushie and kicked her peds over the edge, letting them sway happily as she watched him. Harry also noticed that almost all the Bots (Apart from Prowl, Jazz, Skids and Mudflap) were in the hanger and in their alt-modes off to the side. Fred and George sitting on Sideswipe's and Sunstreaker's hoods, while Optimus had driven to the middle ready to change into his bipedal form.

"Will, I saw the Shanghai Op" the General's voice came from over the monitor.

"We had a rough day out there" Harry could just hear Epps confirm.

Lennox did not let that deter him "Yes, sir. We have Intel that I believe warrants an immediate debrief. Now with your permission, I can't let you see him, but I would like you to hear from the leader of the Autobots"

"Proceed"

As always, the sight of a Cybertronian changing awed everyone around them. The metal shifting easily and rearranging itself until the leader of the Autobots stood tall in front of all of them. Even Harry was still stunned by it and he had been living with the Autobots for over two years.

The raven haired Wizard looked down at Epps when he heard him say "You got to wonder, if God made us in his image, who made him?" Only to see him with a light skinned man with brown hair and glasses. He didn't look like a member of N.E.S.T with his suit and brief case.

"Wonder who that is?" Of course, Harry could have used Legilimency to find out the answer, having become good at the art, but he was arguably better at shielding his mind than looking into others. He didn't though because one: He need eye contact for it to work and two: He respected people's privacy enough not to go looking around their heads.

"General, our alliance has countermanded six Decepticon incursions this year, each on a different continent. They're clearly searching around the world for something. But last night's encounter came with a warning" Optimus began to play the message from Demolishor.

Morshower looked very confused by that "The Fallen. Meaning what?" He asked but no one could give him an answer. He and Techstream had already searched the Autobot database for whatever or whoever the Fallen could be. Harry was betting on it being a Decepticon, but they couldn't find anything about it.

"Origin unknown. The only recorded history of our race was contained within the Allspark and lost with its destruction" Harry felt a pang of guilt when he heard Optimus say that. It was technically his fault that the Allspark was gone, along with its knowledge and its ability to create life. A small tug on his sleeve made him forget about the guilt for a moment when Techstream looked at him with a frown on her faceplates, having sensed the emotions that her carrier was giving off.

Harry gave the sparkling a small smile to reassure her he was fine, but it didn't look like it was working very well and he was sure that he could see Optimus glancing his way as well.

Morshower would have continued talking had he not been interrupted by the man in the suit from earlier "Excuse me! With this so called Allspark now destroyed, why hasn't the enemy left the planet like you thought they would?"

He heard Lennox explain to the General "Director Galloway, our National Security Advisor. The President just appointed him liaison" he even saw Will give an eye roll which told Harry that he was likely going to need a Headache potion after this.

Morshower didn't look pleased with it either "Well, I guess I didn't get that memo" he grumbled out under his breath, but decided to try and get the rest of the story done. Before they were interrupted again by the bespectacled man that was already climbing up to where the screens were "What do you have to report about the Shanghai Op Harry?"

"There was quite a bit of damage done to Shanghai but we've already got Aurors from there and America sorting out the damages. So far, 50 people have been found and memories erased, no children involved but 5 civilians dead-" before he could go on, he was also interrupted by Director Galloway.

"Forgive the interruption, General. Excuse me. Coming through. Excuse me. Excuse me, soldier. Um. After all the damage in Shanghai, the President is, um, hard-pressed to say the job's getting done"

Harry raised an eyebrow at that. Did Galloway just completely ignore everything Harry had just said? "Excuse me, but I'm pretty sure that you just heard me say that we already have some Aurors there to fix the damage and get rid of any memories of the event" he told the bespectacled man.

"And just who are you? This is grown up talk kid" Galloway sneered down at him. Harry was strongly reminded of a less posh version Lucius Malfoy, especially with the superior look on his face.

"I'm Harry Orion, the Magical liaison for the Autobots"

The man snorted and then further insulted Harry by patting on his head like he was a small child, ignoring the growling from Sirius "Sure kid. Magical liaison" he scoffed.

When he turned his back on Harry, he missed the angry look that he shot him. He would have told him exactly what he thought of the man, swearing included, but quickly caught himself when he realised that Techstream was still in front of him. It didn't stop him from insulting the man's intelligence without him even realising $You bloody arssssehole, you must not be able to read if you ssssigned a Magical contract without knowing what it ssssaid. Let's ssssee how much you believe in Magic when you have a pair of antler hornssss on your head. ANTEOCULATIA!$

The appearance of two small antlers, along with the yelp of surprise, put a smirk on all of their faces but some hid it better than others. The older man spun back around to face the Wizard, nearly falling over from the added weight of the antlers. His face was red but it did not affect Harry in the slightest "What? It couldn't have been me. According to you, Magic isn't real"

Morshower interrupted Galloway before he could start shouting "Director Galloway, did you have something you want to say that does not offend the occupation of the men and women in this operation? And Harry, I would appreciate it if you would get rid of the antlers"

Harry cast the counter hex, turning the tiny antlers back into his hair. Galloway ran his hands over his head to make sure that they were completely gone, then shot the raven haired Wizard a dirty look before he answered "Yes I did. Now, under the classified Alien-Autobot Cooperation Act, you agreed to share your intel with us, but not your advancements in weaponry" Galloway stated all that in a tone that suggested that he couldn't fathom why they were doing so. Of course that is why he is here. Really, why would they give weapons to humans when it caused so much damage to their own world?

Optimus' faceplates didn't give anything away, but Harry could tell that this man was already ticking him off. He pointed a digit at the smaller being and said "We've witnessed your human capacity for war. It would absolutely bring more harm than good"

"But who are you to judge what's best for us?" Galloway inquired.

"How about the ones who've had first-hand experience at what those weapons can do" Harry told Galloway but he seemed to decide that ignoring him was a better option.

Lennox tried to reason with the man since he refused to listen to both Optimus and Harry "With all due respect, we've been fighting side by side in the field for two years"

"We've shed blood, sweat and precious metal together" Epps piped in from next to Optimus' ped.

Galloway just looked down at him in what could only be described as exasperation "Soldier, you're paid to shoot, not talk"

Harry could hear Epps grumble under his breath even from up on the platform "Don't tempt me" but that was most likely due to his increased hearing from his Animagus form. It was how he had heard him earlier. He doubted the newest liaison would be able to hear the snide comment.

While Galloway was starting another rant, Optimus attempted to placate Epps by saying "Easy" and making calm down gestures with his servos.

Harry looked back at Galloway just as he turned his attention to Optimus "I understand they arrived here after you sent a message into space, an open invitation to come to Earth, vetted by no one at the White House" he stated, but Morshower quickly answered for Optimus. Harry was now very tempted to hex him for earlier and to get the annoying man to shut up "Let me stop you right there, Mister Galloway. It was vetted right here. And in my experience, the judgment of Mister Orion, Major Lennox and his team has always been above reproach"

Harry smiled slightly at Galloway being taken down a peg "Take that you pompous prick" he thought.

Unfortunately, Mr-Stick-To-Far-Up-His-Bum did not look the least bit deterred "Well, be that as it may, General, it is the position of the President that when our national security is at stake... No one is above reproach. Now, what do we know so far? We know that the enemy leader, classified NBE-One- a.k.a. Megatron, is rusting in peace at the bottom of the Laurentian Abyss, surrounded by SOSUS detection nets and a full-time submarine surveillance"

"What in pits name is he doing?" Fred said from behind him, having climbed up with George half way through his speech.

"We also know that the only remaining piece of your alien Allspark is locked in an electromagnetic vault here on one of the most secure naval bases in the world" he continued on, completely oblivious to the fact if they had anyone hack into them at this time, he'd be literally telling them the most classified of secrets.

"Something that's going to come back to bite us all in the arses later" Harry commented. There was nothing they could do now that he had said everything even remotely secret, they just had to hope no one has been listening in. But when we're they ever that lucky?

Galloway could match Vernon with the amount of complaining he did as he went on "And since no one can seem to tell me what the enemy is now after. Well, there's only one clear conclusion! You! The Autobots! They're here to hunt you! What's there to hunt for on Earth besides that? The Fallen shall rise again? It sounds to me like something's coming"

Harry snorted at that "No shit Sherlock. We would never have guessed that"

Galloway's face was starting to become red from Harry's comment. He looked at Harry to practically spit out "Quiet kid! Why don't you just head back home to your mummy while the big boys talk?"

The building was so quiet after what Galloway had said that you could hear a pin drop. Harry's head was down and his fringe was covering his eyes slightly but you could feel the suppressed anger which was crackling around him. In fact, if they looked close enough, they could literally see small amounts of electricity running across his skin. Everyone took a small step back from the enraged Wizard except for Optimus, who actually stepped forward in case he needed to calm him down, and Galloway who seemed to not grasp that he was in deep shit if he continued talking.

Harry was attempting to take deep, calming breaths while chanting over and over in his head "I will not kill Galloway, I will not kill Galloway, I will-"

"And while we are on the subject of 'kids'" he made air quotation marks around the word kids "Those three were created on Earth and should be looked after by humans. You have no right to have them anywhere near you, let alone take care of what belongs to the government" he might have said more had he not suddenly found himself on the floor with a sword pointed at his throat, only an inch away from his skin. He wasn't the only one who had acted either. Most of the N.E.S.T soldiers had their hands on their own weapons and the Autobots would have done the same, had Ratchet not kept the more impatient Bots back. It would not help them to threaten the man as it would only give him more incentive.

"Screw it all, I'm going to kill him" Harry thought. Looking directly into Galloway's scared, brown eyes with his own Killing Curse green ones. Seems he finally realised the trouble he had put himself in.

"Listen here Director Galloway" he stressed Galloway's title mockingly but his tone froze the man in fear "One: Don't ever claim that they belong to the government, they are children! Not a piece of property that you can own. Two: The Autobots have every right to look after their young because they know exactly how to take care of them and what they need, having gone through the process themselves. And three: Don't EVER talk about my mother, you don't know anything about her and have no right to mention her. Do you understand what I have told you?"

Galloway squeaked out a quiet "Yes" but Harry's emotions had gotten out of hand by then, his Magic swirling around him in a protective, but very destructive, bubble. Some of the technology there was starting to let off sparks, even with being modified to handle the energy that the Wizards gave off. Most of the humans had fled their stations and down the stairs, distancing themselves from him because they had witnessed the last time his Magic had gotten out of control. One of the newest recruits had almost hit Scatterbite during training exercises and had Harry not been there to throw up a shield, he would have been badly hurt with his tiny body. The poor guy hadn't been able to leave the infirmary for two weeks after Harry's Magic lashed out.

Techstream got down from where she had been sitting, still clutching her plushie, and ran over to Harry before anyone could stop her. However, instead of lashing out like it had with everyone else, his Magic extended over the sparkling's frame protectively while she clung to Harry's trousers.

Optimus quickly moved closer and made sure to keep his voice non-threatening when he said "Harry, I need you to calm down. No one is going to take the sparklings, but I need you to take a deep breath and reign in you Magic before you do something you will regret later" while he said this, he moved his servo to encircle Harry's body, mindful of the venom infused blade as he did so and pulling him away from Galloway.

Harry listened to Optimus' voice as he took a few calming inhales of air to steady his breathing. He closed his eyes and focused on his Magical core. When Sirius had first taught him to properly control his Magic, he had told him to look inside himself to find his core in order to access his Magic the way he wanted. But when he actually saw it, he was very confused because the way Sirius described it, it was meant to look like a cylinder. The colour varying for each Witch and Wizard. Yet his was in the shape of a cube, constantly spinning as the energy danced under its surface and its golden light shone warmly. He sometimes even felt as if he hadn't even accessed the full amount of it. Like there was a barrier between his main branch of Magic and the rest of it. He didn't tell Sirius because it didn't seem to be a problem. In fact, his Magic had been pretty well controlled apart from when some of his emotions became too much, like anger or sadness.

When he felt that his Magic had receded back to normal levels, he took the sword away from Galloway's neck and sheathed it back into its covering at his side. He then proceeded to pick up Techstream, cradling her close to his chest and hissing $That sssstupid arssssehole of a man. If he even thinkssss of coming anywhere near the kidssss, I'll hex and jinx him until he can't even walk out of hissss housssse without hissss life being filled with torture$

Optimus cupped his hand behind Harry so that the Wizard could sit on it while he lifted them up, the both of them ending up on his shoulder plate. While Harry continued to hiss and gently rub the back of Techstream's helm, Optimus looked down at the human who looked ready to lubricate himself "Freedom is your right. If you're government makes the request for us to leave, then we will honour it. But... before your President decides, please ask him this" he leaned in close enough that the air that blew out of his vents could be felt by the Director "What if we leave... and you're wrong?"

He stood back up to his full height and walked out of the building, followed by the rest of the Autobots but he could still hear Galloway's panicked breathing and Major Lennox's comment of "That's a good question"

The rest of the Autobots, Wizards and most of the N.E.S.T soldiers followed them out of the room before they decided to shoot Galloway themselves. All of them feeling tired after that mission, two of their men dying and the high amount of just plain stupid coming from what must have been one of the most annoying man in America.

The shifting of metal parts could be heard from behind Optimus as some of the Autobots changed into their bipedal forms. All of them heading to the rec-room for at least a bit of peace and quiet before Prowl came after them, sending them off to do detailed reports of the mission.

When they were all relatively comfortable in the chairs designed for them, Sunstreaker spoke with venom "I can't believe that fleshy has the audacity to demand we hand over the sparklings!" He and Sideswipe were both sitting on one of the Cybertronian sized couches with Fred on Sideswipe's leg and George on Sunstreaker's.

"I'm glad that we decided to keep Signal's birth on the down low. Galloway would probably swoop down on her as soon as he realised that she doesn't have a bigger Cybertronian protecting her. At least she is happy to live with Glenn and Maggie" Fred commented. The little phone bot was very happy where she was, Glenn and Maggie practically thought of her as their own daughter. The two having starting to date a month after Mission City.

"He's just lucky that I didn't change into my Grimm form and bite the git" Sirius grumbled from where he was leaning against Ironhide's peds.

"Now Padfoot, I wouldn't do that if I was you" Remus' voice came from the entrance. Like Sirius, the Werewolf looked a lot better now that he wasn't constantly on the move looking for someone to employ him. He had a few more grey hairs in his brown hair and lines from the stressful change of the full moon, but it was not as bad as it would have been for a man his age and fighting off Lycanthropy. With both Sirius and Harry helping him, dealing with his Wolf was a lot easier. Having the combination of what the Werewolf side of him though of his mate and his cub, kept the changes less painful. His face had a small amount of stubble for a beard and he wore a white, button up shirt with brown bottoms and matching brown shoes. He walked over to Sirius and placed a one arm hug around him to calm the dog Animagus down "From what I could smell, he probably doesn't taste very good"

"So you've met our lovely new Director then?" Sideswipe asked, his digits clenching from having to listen to that particular human without giving him a special prank for his hospitality.

"Although, the way he reacted to Harry's Magic should be enough for now. At least until we can get some proper payback" Sideswipe though, grinning widely as he thought of all the new tricks they could do to the Director.

No one except Fred, George and Sunstreaker caught the grin that the red and black Bot had on his faceplate for a moment before it quickly disappeared. They all knew exactly what he was thinking and soon had mirror images of the grin on their own faces. They couldn't wait to try out some new toys on their unwilling guinea pig.

"Not officially" Remus replied "I was on my way over from the med-bay when I sensed that Harry's Magic was getting out hand. I'm guessing from the cursed mumblings when I passed the new Director that he was the cause of it"

Harry's cheeks reddened, showing that he was embarrassed by allowing his Magic to get out of hand. Moving Techstream to his hip, he used the other hand to rub his face in exhaustion "Sorry about that but he really ticked me off"

"Yes, I heard a little of what he said" Remus said.

"Today is just not a good day for us" Arcee declared from her own spot next to Chromia and Elita-One, having their own couch to themselves.

"Well at least Bee's coming back, that's some good news at least" Sideswipe exclaimed happily, having missed the Scout even if they saw him every other month.

"Not for him" Sunstreaker said in a bored tone, his helm resting on his servo "Bumblebee is very overprotective of that fleshie. It wouldn't surprise me if he asked to stay with him and then end up stalking the organic"

Almost all of them jumped when they heard a voice that they had been dreading since they got back "Bumblebee will be doing no such thing. He will remain one more day to ensure that the human is safe but then he will be returning and writing up his report. Which is what all of you should be doing" they turned once again to the entrance of the rec-room to see Prowl glaring at them all with his arms crossed, Jazz standing behind him with a small grin.

"Sorry, ah tried ta keep him distracted for as long as ah could"

Prowl shot his sparkmate an angry look, showing his displeasure at whatever he did to keep him busy "I will deal with you later but all of you need to complete a report now, before anything else"

Everyone groaned at that "If I had known about all the paperwork that had to been done for this, I would never have joined" Fred grumbled out, climbing up Sideswipe's frame until he ended up laying on his shoulder plate with his eyes closed.

"Hey! You have a pair of working legs. Use them!" Sideswipe told the red headed Wizard on his shoulder.

"Hmm… no. It's comfier up here" Fred replied with his eyes still closed.

Harry looked around at the gathered humans and Cybertronians as they talked amongst themselves, smiling at all of them. They all had their quirks and they weren't all of the same species "But" Harry thought as he looked up at Optimus "This is my family and I wouldn't change it for the world"

Thank you all for reading my story and see you next time.

-CD