Harry Potter and the Millennium

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Notes: I claim no excuse except for laziness and muse desertion. But never fear! My muse came back after some bribing, and I got the writing bug again.

Chapter V – The Frankenstein Monster
July 10th, 1999, a day after Diagon Alley attack

"Fire!" Integral cried, almost seemingly on impulse.

Alucard obeyed, withdrawing the Jackal, and with one clean shot, blew the boy's head off.

The Major tutted, clicking his tongue in the sudden oppressive silence between them, "So you would kill the messenger, eh? How violent!"

He suddenly turned towards the wizards, a cruel smirk on his face, "Ahh, our magical friends are here also, hmm? How… interesting. However, my enemy isn't you, the little attack on your beloved Alley is simply a… demonstration."

"A demonstration! Is that what you call the annihilation of hundreds of lives?" Fudge shrieked; sweat pouring down his red face.

"Those lives are immaterial to me, dear Minister. But back to what I was saying, you are not my enemy. My enemy is England, the Church of England, the Anglicans! And also, the man laughing over there." He inclined his head.

Alucard laughed, a maniacal laughter, which sent shocks through their veins and turned their blood cold, "What a man! What a man he is to remember a grudge fifty years old! Are you still angered about the destroying of your precious project, Major?"

The last word was a taunt, and the Major knew it, "It is a lesser man that forgets a grudge then one who remembers and return it, Alucard-kun."

Alucard stopped laughing, but a fanged smile still remained, "What a wondrous declaration of war then! What a marvellous declaration of war!"

The room stood stock still, and then Integral spoke, "What is your purpose? What are your motives?"

"Our motives? Sir Integral, Fräulein, what a foolish question to ask!" He laughed, chuckling as if in private mirth, "Not all actions require motives, Fräulein Hellsing. To put it simply, we have no purpose!"

With that cryptic statement, the screen winked out of life. Unnoticed by the occupants of the room, Schrödinger regenerated quickly, pulling pieces of his face and head together. When the job was completed, he disappeared. The Queen spoke, the first time since Schrödinger had appeared, "It seemed like we have found the FREAK chip creator and our Judas in one afternoon. A public apology to Sir Integral seems to be essential, is it not?" she inclined her head regally towards Sir Integral, "It would be in three days. I expect all of you to attend."

The Knights nodded, some resignedly, some eagerly. The Queen continued, "Professor Dumbledore, do you have anything to add?"

Dumbledore stepped forward, "Although the Major had said that we are not their enemy, the dark wizard he had allied himself with, Voldemort," here, Integral noticed some members of Dumbledore's party flinched, "would have these artificial vampires in his disposal. I, and the parents of my students, would feel safer if your Majesty would provide us with extra security to Hogwarts."

The Queen nodded,

"Sir Integral?" It was not a question.

"Yes, your Majesty." Integral pursed her lips. The amount of soldiers at Hellsing is almost nonexistent. It would be difficult…

"Very well. Dismissed." The Queen waved a hand.

The Knights rose from their seats and approached the doors of the conference room. However, the Queen called them back.

"Integral. Alucard." They turned, "Defeat them. This is an order."

They bowed to her, Alucard hiding a grin in the shadows of his hair, "Yes, your Majesty."

Outside the door, Walter approached Professor Dumbledore, "Professor, regarding the security of Hogwarts, please contact me for a meeting."

The Professor nodded, and they went their separate ways.

July 13th, 1999

It had been four days after the attack on the Diagon Alley, and the public apology had just been made. Sir Integral Hellsing was at her office, looking for potential soldiers in the files that had been sent to her by Sir Islands, the new head of the SAF.

Walter entered the room, holding a file that was different from the ones Integral was holding.

"Sir Integral, I would like to suggest the Wild Geese, a group of well-trained mercenaries. They're currently overseas, but could be here in two days."

"Mercenaries? Surely we're not that desperate?"

"Sir Integral, even with the public apology, many soldiers are still weary of joining Hellsing. The death of Sir Howard had also made many SAF soldiers reluctant. Also, these men are no ordinary mercenaries, they're military experts."

"Can they be trusted?"

"They're loyal to the money, Sir Integral. They don't care whose paying them, as long as their debts are paid."

Integral sighed, "Very well, Walter. I'll leave it to you to hire them."

Walter nodded, then moved out of the room.

July 16th, 1999

Captain Pip Bernadette lounged himself on the massive couch in the Manor's barracks. His men were seated around him.

"Hey, boss, what job is this about? Some rich idiot who want his own army? Or are we going to help break out jailbirds again?"

"Eh boss? You think it's safe? After all, Hellsing's rep isn't that clean and shiny, ya know?"

"Who cares? They're paying us, and that's all there is to that," Pip shrugged, "And don't be surprised if I tell you this, we're going to kill monsters!"

"Haha! Stop shitting us, boss!" one of the men laughed. A roar of laughter accompanied that remark.

"It's true." Integral stepped into the room with Seras following behind, "This time, your enemies would be ghouls and vampires, which neither die nor age. Holy water are to be splashed on them, a crucifix or a stake through the heart, its head blown off or sliced off. The impure souls would then turn to dust around the cross, and that is what we do. For more information, refer to vampire literature, such as Dracula."

Total silence met her rather incredulous statement, then, as one, the Wild Geese shouted, "Are you kidding us?"

"There's no such thing as vampires!"

"To be more accurate, you don't know the truth," Integral refuted smoothly, "We have never let anyone know the truth"

"The Hellsing Organisation is formed over a hundred years ago. If we weren't created, the vampires would have recognized their goal: subverting humankind into a race of demonic vermin."

Snapping her finger, she continued, "You fellows probably didn't understand what I just said. See for yourself, this is our enemy, the vampire."

Following her line of sight, the Wild Geese stammered, "Wh…What?"

Captain Pip Bernadette stood in front of the vampire, Seras Victoria, he said, with barely concealed laughter, "Are you… a vampire?"

"Err… I guess so?"

A huge roar of laughter followed the pronouncement. Pip was clutching his chest as he rolled on the floor, gasping with laughter.

"See, I know they'll make fun of me."

"I suppose you're right…"

"Wouldn't it be easier if you just called Master?"

"No, he'll probably just kill all of them," said Integral, "Alright then, Officer Victoria, give them a wake-up call!"

Smirking, Seras saluted, "Yes sir!"

Pip had managed, barely, to walk back to the couch. Slumping into it, he laughed, "If that girl is a vampire, then I'm Frankenstein's Monster!"

Seras walked towards the back of the couch, unnoticed. Then, with a single hand she lifted it, with all of the Wild Geese, into the air. Surprised shouts quickly filled the air.

"Ahh! She's a freak! A freak! How the hell can she pick all of us up in one frickking hand?" Pip screamed.

"I said it already," Seras shouted above the din, "I'm a vampire!"

Looking down to her from the couch, Pip said, still incredulous, "You're a real vampire?"

"That's right."

All of the Wild Geese screamed again as they saw the disembodied head of Alucard on the ceiling. Smiling maniacally, he floated down gracefully in front of the hysterical men.

"Though she's one of the lower class, she's still the real deal."

When the screams of the men did not stop, Alucard sighed, "What a pitiful bunch of cowards, they seemed so useless. Seras!"

"Yes Master?"

"Put the humans down. We wouldn't want them to die of a heart attack after all." He said, sneering.

Seras quickly obeyed, just as Walter's annoyed shout of "Alucard!" reached her ears.

"I apologize, Sir Integral. I could not stop him." Walter bowed.

Alucard shrugged nonchalantly, "They're the ones to be protecting my Master, I came to see what kind of men they were."

The Wild Geese had stopped screaming, all of them, except perhaps their Captain, seemed to be in catatonia.

"Oh yes, sir. We have received this, in a rather… unique way." He said, taking out a letter from his pocket.

Integral took it, raising an eyebrow at the parchment and flowing cursive script. Turning it around, she noticed a wax seal. Integral nodded and walked towards her office, letting Walter deal with the Wild Geese now she had introduced them to vampires.

Next chapter: Integral and Co. meet Dumbledore and Co. 'Nuff said.

There'll be an OC in chapter six. It's what I bribed my muse with so she would come back. Don't worry; she won't be a Mary Sue. My muse promised to desert me again if I made her a MS.

Ehh, who wants a Vampire Hunter D prequel novella? I got one stuck in my head, but due to the fact that I only have time to write during weekends, this fic would probably be delayed a little if I start on that one. By the way, if you're a VHD fan, go buy the novel, it's way better then the movie. Seriously.