Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or its characters, that right belongs to J.K. Rowling. Nor do I own Fairy Tail or its characters, that right belongs to Hiro Mashima.

Author's Notes: I will not explain my reasoning for this crossover, except binge reading a lot of Percy Ignatius Weasley/Hermione Granger pairings. This will be as it is stated in the summary, Percy/Lucy. I will try to keep it as canon to both worlds as possible, though I know I will be taking quite a few liberties as a writer.

Percy felt himself falling before landing, head fuzzy from the effects of the Appartation spell. When he landed, he lifted his head, ears ringing to see a battle going on around him — not even thinking Percy raised his wand and pointed it at the nearest two people ganging up on what looked to be a red-haired woman in armor.

"Aqua Eructo!" he said, putting a bit of oomph in his voice as a jet of water flew from the tip of his wand and sent the man flying.

Slowly he turned to look at the ensuing battle, not realizing he was drawing attention to himself as he flung a few more spells at the group wearing black and brown cloaks and clothes. He was hoping beyond hope that he was attacking the bad people. Though he presumed he was right since there were only three people with unique colored hair fighting against a mass of people, that seemed to be a larger group.

When the numbers thinned out, and he was more aware, he realized that the two guys were fighting with their hands and bringing forth strong fire and Ice magic. Looking back at the armored red-haired woman, he saw a man on the edge of the clearing they were all in. A dark aura surrounding him, causing Percy to shudder as he pointed his wand at the man, feeling his magic was on the low end as he felt something whispered in his mind which spell he should use.

"Expecto Patronum!" he shouted.

A brilliant silver-white light burst from the tip of his wand, enveloping the clearing before it formed into a small silvery fox that dashed towards the now stunned wizard. When it hit him, the man screamed in agony, which was not what would typically happen. But the spell was to ward away dementors, who were technically a type of evil. Then he cast one final spell as the man hit his knees from the pain.

"Carpe Retractum!" he said, as rope flew from his wand and tied the man up.

Leaning back and taking a deep breath as he felt sweat sliding down the back of his neck and into his shirt and robes. Spell slinging was not his forte; instead, paperwork and studying were. But he was a Weasley dammit, and it was in his blood. So, if push came to shove, he could do it as well.

"Uh... excuse me..."

At the sound of a soft feminine voice, Percy looked around, trying to find who spoke, only to see the people with brightly colored hair he had just helped staring at him. Their faces were showing a mix of emotions as they stared at him, though the most common was amusement, which he didn't understand.

"Down here, sir!"

When the voice spoke again, he did as he was told. Only to feel his face go as red as his hair. Choking on the quick breath he took, Percy scrambled back. He hadn't realized when he fell that he was not hurt. Or that he had landed on someone. Someone who was definitely female with blond hair and large brown eyes. And as she sat up, he saw how little she was wearing, making his ears burn hotly.

Quickly he shrugged off his robe and offered it to the girl, who looked a bit confused before she took it from his hand with a polite thank you as his mind registered that he could understand these people. People he was sure would have a lot of questions for him. But his vision began to swim as his body told him he had overdone it.

"Bloody hell..." he said as he felt his body slump to the side as he passed out.

Lucy was just stunned. She had been ready to summon Taurus to help out in the fight. But instead felt an odd magic ripple through the air and looked up. Only to have a red-headed man in billowing black robes land on top of her. And what made it even stranger was he quickly seemed to asses the situation going on, though his eyes were glazed and began calling out strange words that had things popping out of the tip of his wants. From jets of water, whirls of wind, to that odd silvery light that was breathtaking, to a rope.

She had read a lot of books on mages and wizards. She knew that in other countries that Wizards and Wizardess' used wands. And she quickly filed that away to ask him as the battle ended. Calling out to him and seeing him look around. It was embarrassing to have this strange man sit practically on her chest. It made her boobs hurt.

So, when he finally looked down, Lucy had to bite back a fit of laughter. His reaction as his face quickly matched his hair as he scrambled off of her. Only to remove that billowy black robe and offer it to her. As she looked at him in loose, faded jeans, brown loafers that partially hid argyle socks, and pressed, button-up white dress shirt like Freed liked. He was pointedly not looking at her. Then it happened; he slumped to the side, saying something in an odd accent.

"Hey, Erza, help me..." she said as she moved forward and caught him before he could bang his head on the ground, that just happened to have a conveniently placed rock jutting out of it.

When her teammate reached her, Lucy was thankful that Erza was so strong. For a man who looked like he lived in a library with his slender build and pale skin that showed an impressive amount of freckles, he was more substantial than he looked. Glancing at Natsu and Gray, she saw the contemplative looks on their faces. Aware that he would be having a Q & A session the moment he woke up. But there was no denying his help with the Dark Mages they have after turned the tide in their favor.

"Lucy, are you okay? Did you get hurt when he landed on you?" Erza asked.

She was shaking her head no as she let a finger stroke over Virgo's key, silently summoning her. In seconds there was that doorbell-like chime, a poof of pink glittery smoke, and Virgo asking for punishment, which she waved off and pointed to the strange man. Only to see Virgo stiffen and nod. It was an odd reaction from her spirit; Lucy sat back as Virgo attended to him.

"Hey, Luce... do you think he is a good mage?" Happy asked as he flew down and landed on her lap.

She was smiling as she stroked the obnoxious blue fuzzballs head. She didn't know. When he used that strange magic of his, she didn't feel any ill intent. Instead, the look on his face now that she thought about it was determined. Very determined. As if he had to prove something. A feeling she knew all too well.

"I... think he is, Happy. I felt no malice in his attacks," Lucy said.

"Hime, this man won't be a threat though he does not belong here in this world. He... has done something grievous," Virgo said.

At this, her attention was focused on her spirit. Just as she knew her teammates were as well.

"Virgo, explain please," she said.

"Hime, he had come from another world, or dimension completely. He broke through several barriers that hold the dimensions apart. The fact he had done so means he is strong in his determination, which I do not know. But there will be repercussions," Virgo said, her eyes going downcast in sadness.

Understanding filtered into Lucy's mind. It made her recall how she had me Loke, learned he was Leo. How she helped him and got him his place back in the celestial realm. But somehow she knew that she couldn't do the same for this man. Though when he woke, she would be able to welcome him graciously to Earthland with a smile and polite thanks for helping during the battle.

TBC!