Harry Potter and the Order of the Pokemon
Disclaimer: None of these characters belong to me Harry, Voldy, and Wormy all belong to JKR, All pokemon belong to some Japanese guy.
*^*^Chapter One^*^* *^*^The Dream^*^*
Harry awoke suddenly on number 4 Privet Drive one humid, August morning. He had the most unbelievable dream about Lord Voldemort, more strange than others, even for the fact that Voldemort had risen. Actually, it was stupid, come to think of it. He dreamed that Voldemort was on a beach, bouncing a red-and-white ball that when it bounced a fifth time, it burst open. Two other people were standing next to him. One was Peter Pettigrew, also nicknamed Wormtail, and the other was some person wearing a black suit and hat, with a large red R on his chest and back. When the red-and-white ball burst open, a black dog-looking sort of creature appeared, and did not look like a niffler. It had a ram skull on its head, with spikes at its paws, and white stripes on its back. The creature had its teeth bared and was growling like crazy. "It's a Houndoom, sir," said the guy with the R on his shirt. " A dark Pokemon, sir. And trained to work for the evil." "Well my muggle - Rocket friend, if only you could show me its powers that you say could help Lord Voldemort," replied Voldemort. " If it does have any powers, my lord, I volunteer to have it demonstrated on me," Wormtail said reluctantly after Voldemort looked evilly at him, as if expecting him to do that. "Houndoom, Faint Attack him, now!" yelled Rocket at the Houndoom. The Houndoom strangely faded away from appearance running towards Wormtail, and reappeared quite suddenly two feet away from Wormtail, and hit him with such force from those ram horns on his head from running, it sent Wormtail flying into a palm tree. "Well, well, what a show. I suppose that my death eaters could use them for something, and I should say that your team should join me and will get generous credit for those of you who show great serving and teach my death eaters how to use them. Also, one of the rewards I have up my sleeve for you is leading the death eaters in using these Houndooms." said Voldemort after the Houndoom's trick. " But before anything, I want you Rocket and Wormtail to catch me one," then Voldemort started cackling and shooting blazes of light in their direction, chasing them away. From there, everything began to blur, and Harry's scar began to hurt sharply and pierce his forehead with pain, and woke up, sweating, breathing heavily, and wondering what that was all about.
Disclaimer: None of these characters belong to me Harry, Voldy, and Wormy all belong to JKR, All pokemon belong to some Japanese guy.
*^*^Chapter One^*^* *^*^The Dream^*^*
Harry awoke suddenly on number 4 Privet Drive one humid, August morning. He had the most unbelievable dream about Lord Voldemort, more strange than others, even for the fact that Voldemort had risen. Actually, it was stupid, come to think of it. He dreamed that Voldemort was on a beach, bouncing a red-and-white ball that when it bounced a fifth time, it burst open. Two other people were standing next to him. One was Peter Pettigrew, also nicknamed Wormtail, and the other was some person wearing a black suit and hat, with a large red R on his chest and back. When the red-and-white ball burst open, a black dog-looking sort of creature appeared, and did not look like a niffler. It had a ram skull on its head, with spikes at its paws, and white stripes on its back. The creature had its teeth bared and was growling like crazy. "It's a Houndoom, sir," said the guy with the R on his shirt. " A dark Pokemon, sir. And trained to work for the evil." "Well my muggle - Rocket friend, if only you could show me its powers that you say could help Lord Voldemort," replied Voldemort. " If it does have any powers, my lord, I volunteer to have it demonstrated on me," Wormtail said reluctantly after Voldemort looked evilly at him, as if expecting him to do that. "Houndoom, Faint Attack him, now!" yelled Rocket at the Houndoom. The Houndoom strangely faded away from appearance running towards Wormtail, and reappeared quite suddenly two feet away from Wormtail, and hit him with such force from those ram horns on his head from running, it sent Wormtail flying into a palm tree. "Well, well, what a show. I suppose that my death eaters could use them for something, and I should say that your team should join me and will get generous credit for those of you who show great serving and teach my death eaters how to use them. Also, one of the rewards I have up my sleeve for you is leading the death eaters in using these Houndooms." said Voldemort after the Houndoom's trick. " But before anything, I want you Rocket and Wormtail to catch me one," then Voldemort started cackling and shooting blazes of light in their direction, chasing them away. From there, everything began to blur, and Harry's scar began to hurt sharply and pierce his forehead with pain, and woke up, sweating, breathing heavily, and wondering what that was all about.