Magi Ranger By: Tenstar12

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or Power Rangers.

AN: So… yeah… Here I am, once more delving into the realm of fanfiction and Magi Ranger. As I said in the now replaced teaser chapter that once took this slot, lots of stuff has happened. But I'll get to some of that in the ending AN.

I re-read the entire story in an attempt to get my brain back on Magi Ranger settings, yeah, I just ticked myself off. While I did enjoy reading it again, I also managed to find 65 assorted typos, spelling mistakes, examples of poor word choices, and even simple capitalization errors throughout. I don't think there were more than half a dozen chapters that were completely mistake free, as far as I could tell, and after the work I put into editing these chapters, that is rather infuriating to me! Especially since I found so many of them in the Season 1 portion which I already read through again when I removed the AN's back before starting Season 2. Gah!

Anyway, enough of this ranting for now, on to the long awaited chapter.

Chapter 54, in which Harry has Enough

When the light faded away and his sight cleared, Harry found himself standing in a largely barren, rocky area. It was not too terribly different from a great many places he and the other Rangers had battled against Rita and Zedd's forces, so logic dictated he was still somewhat near Angel Grove. A quick glance around proved that point as he was standing just a few yards away from the outside of the Command Center itself, a sight he hadn't really seen since the Rangers had had to travel to and from the place with the Rad Bug during the whole Evil Green Ranger episode.

Checking himself over, Harry found he was still in morph and, aside from no longer feeling the oppressive buzz of the excess Power within the Command Center, felt just fine as far as he could tell.

Aside from the still fading sense of loss he had first felt at Jason's declaration that is.

Before he could spend any more time thinking on that, however, his communicator let out its six-note chime.

Raising his left wrist near his face, Harry answered the call. "This is Harry. What the bloody hell just happened?"

"Harry!" Trini's somewhat frantic voice came through the connection. "Where are you?"

"Just outside the Command Center from what I can tell." Harry said with an unseen shrug. "Not entirely sure why, but that's where I am."

Zordon's voice was the next to respond. "It is possible that there are issues with the teleportation matrix, Harry. Someone will come to let you in shortly."

With that, the line closed and Harry was left to his own thoughts for the moment. Thoughts that predominately wondered at the existence of an actual door into the Command Center. It made sense, objectively speaking, since having a building that was only accessible by teleportation or flying through the strange smokestack looking thing at the top was simply not practical. Not to mention that the Rangers had once mentioned walking out of the building back when Zordon first gave them their Power Coins, but Harry himself had never taken such a route.

His musings were interrupted by a dull clunk followed by a grinding noise as a rather large section of the Command Center wall near him opened up from within, revealing, now that he knew what to look for, a set of faintly visible seams around the very much oversized doors. From within the now opened doorway, Trini and Zack emerged, no longer morphed and each shading their eyes from the late afternoon sun after the generally low light level within.

As soon as Trini laid eyes on him, she ran forward, wrapping him in a hug that he returned after a moment of surprise. "Are you alright, Harry?"

Harry shrugged slightly before speaking while Trini pulled back from her nearly desperate hug to check him over, only to be largely stymied by the fact that he was in morph. "Yeah, as best I can tell anyway. It seemed like a fairly standard teleportation to me, aside from the fact that it was entirely unexpected that is."

Unable to find anything visibly wrong with him, mainly the lack of scorch marks on his suit, Trini seemed to relax a bit more while Zack spoke. "Well, that's some good luck at least…" Zack trailed off a moment before visibly gathering himself. "Look man, I want to apologize about Jason… I tried to stop him, we all did really, but…"

Harry internally rolled his eyes before deactivating his morph, returning once more to his magician's outfit in a flash of purple light. "Zack, you have nothing to apologize for. That was all one hundred percent Jason's doing and I'm not going to hold it against anyone else. Besides, it doesn't really matter what he thinks of me. If I was so bothered by others' opinions of myself and how wrong I was doing things, I probably wouldn't have survived going to Hogwarts, much less to finish my war and everything that followed it."

"But still, man… If I had just…"

"Zack," Harry cut Zack off as Trini moved to stand next to the Magi Ranger, entwining his left hand in her right. "It's seriously alright. Don't beat yourself up about it. Like you said, it was probably just the extra Power getting past what little training Zordon has given him to control it. No worries."

There was a moment of silence then while Zack tried to take in Harry's words. From the stubborn look on his face, the Magi Ranger doubted that Zack took them to heart, but Harry would keep on telling him every time it came up. Harry wasn't going to lay blame for Jason's outbursts on anyone but Jason himself. It wasn't Zack's job to police the Red Ranger's attitude and actions just because he was a mutual friend.

Besides, he knew where that kind of blame-shouldering took someone, from personal experience at that, and he didn't want to see the good natured Ranger make the same mistakes Harry himself had during his war.

After a few more moments, Trini gave Harry's hand a squeeze as she spoke. "Why don't we head on back in? The others might start wondering what's taking so long."

With a murmured assent from Harry and Zack, Trini stepped back toward the open doorway of the Command Center, pulling Harry behind her briefly before he matched her steps as Zack followed of his own accord. The moment Harry passed through the threshold of the Command Center though, the buzzing of the excess Power started up again. It began softly, in a way that he was certainly familiar with though somehow subtly different. Given that his main method of travel to and from the place was through teleportation of one kind or another that always dropped him off in the heart of the building, Harry couldn't bring himself to be surprised that the feeling might show a whole different aspect of uncomfortable.

As the trio closed the oversized doors behind them though, Harry felt the buzz kick up a notch, making the now not-so-subtle difference much easier to discern. There was an almost… angry tone to it now. Like the buzz from a stirred up bee hive just lets anyone who hears it know that those who make it are agitated, so was this not-sound somehow annoyed in a way it hadn't been before.

After securing the doors once more and starting further into the corridors of the Command Center, Zack leading the way now as Trini was happy to remain at Harry's side and Harry having never before come this way, Harry found the buzzing got louder and louder. Before long, and well before they reached the main room, the feeling was already at a similar level to what he had been used to from just outside his room. By the time they actually arrived outside the main area, the Magi Ranger found himself fighting back a wince every few steps as he had rapidly found himself with a migraine like none before.

Upon entering the main area, however, Harry found something further to distract him from his less than pleasant experience. It was not the occasional beeping of Alpha's computer banks sending a sharp spike of pain into his sensitive skull. Nor was it the constant drone of the Command Center's generators humming away and adding a different kind of ache atop the old. No, in this case, what caught Harry's attention most prominently was the still open door to his room with Jason's hunched over form within that limited sanctuary, apparently going through Harry's magician's trunk.

"What the bloody…" Harry started before being interrupted by an excited Pink Ranger.

"Harry!" Kimberly half-shouted, leaving Harry unable to hide his wince as his free hand rose to his forehead at the noise. Apparently not noticing, Kimberly continued. "What happened? How did you end up teleporting outside the Command Center?"

Trini, noticing Harry's pained reaction, turned to focus on him more fully, but Harry just waved her off for the moment. "I really don't know, Kim. I'm honesty just as confused as you are."

Kimberly paused for a moment in thought even as Harry noticed Jason having moved from one trunk to his other one, now seemingly going through Harry's expanded storage trunk that held most of his possessions that weren't for his magic show. Again, before Harry could excuse himself to find out what Jason was doing, Kimberly spoke. "Do you think that whoever got in here could've done it?"

"That… is certainly plausible, if not terribly likely." Billy answered, sticking his head up from where he had been kneeling out of sight behind one of the computer banks and drawing everyone's attention in the process. "The computers tend to not respond to outside interference. In addition, only those who have extensive knowledge of these particular systems would be able to make any specific changes to it or override Alpha's commands like that."

Taking a moment to parse Billy's speech, Kimberly nodded. "Yeah, I guess so… But what did happen then."

In the time since Harry had last glanced his way, Jason had apparently finished his search as he stepped out of Harry's room. "Well, I didn't find anything abnormal in there. Any further clues as to what happened, Alpha?" As he spoke, he moved casually over to stand next to Alpha, awaiting the robot's response.

Harry felt his temper rising. Between the incredible headache he had, Jason's earlier accusations, the slight frustration with Zack trying to take on burdens that weren't his to bear, and now Jason's apparent casual dismissal of his breech of Harry's privacy, he was coming closer to his breaking point than he had been in quite some time. Moving quickly, Harry stepped around Kimberly with Trini following close behind, still keeping her grip on his hand as he went. While the other Rangers focused in on Alpha's technobabble as the robot explained, in far too many words, that he hadn't found anything untoward thus far, the Magi and Yellow Rangers stepped into Harry's room.

While normally Harry might have sighed in relief as the magically expanded space kept the buzzing of the excess Power at bay, the sight before him was rather distracting.

To say it was a mess was only slightly overstating it.

Harry's magician's trunk, a simple, rectangular thing of black with silver metal accents that stood around 4 feet tall with wheels on the bottom, was left standing wide open with the various magical supplies and books scattered all around inside it, a far cry from the organization Harry had left when he last closed it. His personal trunk was similarly tossed about, with several pieces of his conjured and transfigured clothing draped over the edge of the open trunk and several other articles simply tossed to the floor. Jason had also apparently rifled through the various drawers on his desk, not that any of them had more than the barest scraps from his wandcrafting experiments and the odd galleon from his disenchanting, even going to far as to pull the whole thing out from the wall, all of which had been left as is with no apparent attempt to even hide the fact that he had been in there.

It wasn't until Harry felt Trini's free hand rest on his cheek while the other was placed comfortingly on his shoulder that he realized he was shaking. "Harry…" Trini said slowly, concern in her voice. "Are you alright?"

Harry closed his eyes for a moment and took a deep breath. Letting it out slowly, he allowed his rage to settle to a simmer, calmer yet with an anger all the more dangerous for his greater clarity of thought. "I've put up with quite a bit from Jason lately, but this is really just a step too far for me right now."

Turning away from Trini before she could make a reply and stepping out of reach to keep her from trying to rein him in, Harry stepped though the doorway back into the Command Center proper with the full intent of ripping into the Red Ranger. Before he could even open his mouth to speak, however, two things happened at once. First, his migraine returned full force along with the angry buzzing of the Power in the Command Center. Second, the alarms started sounding off again, prompting Alpha to go through his usual song and dance.

"Ai yai yai! Zordon, the intruder signal, it's back again!"

As the robot made his exclamation, Harry just dropped to his knees as the sudden return of his pain along with the near simultaneous burst of sound overwhelmed him for an instant. "And now THIS is happening again!"

Zordon, however, didn't speak immediately. In fact, when Harry was able to struggle back to his feet with the help of the wall to the left of his room, he noticed that his mentor was instead studying Harry with a curious expression on his face.

Trini, having come out of Harry's room mere moments after the alarm started, quickly moved to his side to help him steady himself. Sparing her a weak smile even as his head pounded furiously, Harry only peripherally noticed that the alarms had once more stopped.

"Rangers!" Jason belted out at the top of his lungs despite the regained silence. "Spread out and search!"

Returning his smile with one only slightly stronger, Trini patted him on the shoulder briefly before moving to follow her team leader's orders.

Only for the alarm to start up again.

Harry didn't fall this time, but his headache did once more flare up causing him to reflexively close his eyes. When he managed to open them again, it was to see Zordon still staring at him, though now his expression was one of shocked realization tinged with worry.

"Alpha," Zordon finally spoke up. "Deactivate the alarm systems. If we can find no intruders and nothing out of the ordinary at this point, then I fear we are all reacting needlessly to a minor fault in the sensors."

"Uuuuh… Right away, Zordon, whatever you say…" Alpha replied, apparently unsure, but unwilling to go against Zordon's orders. Mere moments later, Harry was once more allowed to relax, if only slightly, as the alarms were silenced again, though based on Alpha's mumbling, the sensors were still detecting the intruder.

Now that the immediate distraction was dealt with, Harry once more directed his attention to Jason. After his shout, the Red Ranger had moved over by the Viewing Globe and was looking around behind it, apparently not willing to completely accept Zordon's comment just yet. This worked out fine for Harry as it meant Jason was standing on his own when the Magi Ranger walked up to him and grabbed his shoulder, using it to spin him around.

"So Jason," Harry said as he narrowed his eyes in anger. "Can you explain to me exactly why you felt it necessary, or even acceptable really, for you to go into my room and look through my belongings?"

Jason's brow furrowed for a moment before he scoffed. "I was checking to make sure there wasn't anything odd in there." When Harry didn't immediately react, Jason continued, now speaking faster. "Alpha said the sensors can't get a solid reading on anything in your room because of your magic, so I just decided I'd take a closer look myself. See if there was anything there that shouldn't be."

Harry scoffed in return. "So you just thought you'd take a merry little stroll into my personal space and dig your way through all of my property just in case I had something in there that you didn't think belonged? Something you didn't think I should have there? Something like my Power Coin perhaps?"

Harry wasn't quite sure what made him bring up his Power Coin, but the moment he did, Jason's gaze shifted to one side uneasily. Harry drew himself up at the Red Ranger's reaction. "You were! You were after my Power Coin!"

"And so what if I was!" Jason roared back, now giving up any pretense of politeness. "You don't deserve your Power Coin!"

"And, what, you think that you do?" Harry responded, feeling his magic begin to stir in response to his now more active anger.

"I don't know if I do or not, but I do know that I wouldn't be wasting that kind of Power on my personal life and little wants and desires!"

"THAT IS ENOUGH!"

Zordon's shout cut through Harry's rage all at once, though admittedly that was mostly because the sudden noise made his head give an almighty throb of pain that temporarily robbed him of his equilibrium. Zordon, however, continued on without any regard to Harry's plight.

"There will be no more of this senseless argument from either of you. Jason, I have told you time and again that I trust Harry with his Power and that you, as leader of the Mighty Morphin Rangers have no authority over him as the leader and sole member of the Magi Ranger line of the Power. Even if you had found his Power Coin in his room, the mere act of stealing it may well have caused the Morphing Grid to turn on you and revoke your status as the Red Mighty Morphin Ranger.

"And you, Harry. I honestly expected better of you. I know that you're under a great deal of stress right now, and what Jason did was without cause, but-"

Harry's rage found a new strength with Zordon's words and once more sprang up. "You know that I'm under a great deal of stress, huh? Do you know what it's like living in a glorified closet while spending your every waking hour preparing for a battle that you never wanted to be a part of? Do you know what it's like to have to deal with someone who should be at least a nominal ally of yours constantly sniping at your every action with no sign of letting up? Do you know what it's like to have to live with a constant buzzing in your head because the place you sleep in is only barely on this side of bearable due to circumstances outside of your control? To have your every action criticized, examined for faults, and then have any and all good you do discarded because nothing that you've done agrees with those with any kind of perceived authority!? Do you Zordon? Because I must have missed those experiences in all your old war stories you told me."

Harry's gaze worked its way over all those around him in the Command Center. From Billy and Kimberly's slightly frightened looks to Zack's and Trini's worry and concern. From Jason's predictable anger and Zordon's carefully neutral visage to Alpha's unreadable metal dome. It was only then that he realized that his aura had sprung up, casting a purple light that pulsed in time with his heartbeat and, not unexpectedly, with his headache.

Finally, Harry once more took a calming breath and forced his rage behind his Occlumency barriers. This entire situation had been one big mess, one thing going wrong on top of another that ultimately brought around his little explosion, but there was one easy way to fix things for now. Perhaps not the best way, but it was good enough for him right now.

With a resigned sigh, Harry flicked his wrist, catching his wand that he then waved toward his room. Within the room, the disorganization caused by Jason was magically righted before the desk and its meager contents shrank and hopped into his trunk along with its associated chair, shortly followed by his stage magic supplies doing the same. After that, the trunk closed with a dull clunk and lifted off the ground, floating out of Harry's room and over to his side where it landed while everyone else just watched.

"I'm leaving. If I don't get out of here, Jason is probably going to get hexed and I don't know that I could be bothered to fix it for some time. That would cause even more unnecessary strife between the other Rangers and I, and that's not fair to any of them."

"Or to you." Harry blinked when Trini stepped back up to him and gave him a hug, his aura vanishing in his surprise. "Just promise you'll keep in touch, alright?"

The Magi Ranger was completely taken aback by his girlfriend's actions. Yes, he appreciated it, and in retrospect it made sense given their relationship, but her effectively standing against Jason, her childhood friend and team leader like this still managed to bring a soft smile to his face. Looking around and seeing similar looks of support on the faces of Zack, Billy, and Kimberly only made the smile more genuine.

"Thanks, guys." Harry said. "And it's not like you won't' see me around the Youth Center still. I do work there after all. And if Zedd causes more trouble I'm just a quick communicator call away, yeah?"

"Right," Trini nodded, blushing a bit even as she hugged him again.

But before Harry could do anything else, either to teleport or apparate out, or even just walk out the front doors he now knew existed, Jason's hand fell onto his right shoulder. "I can't let you do that, Harry. You can't leave here until we've settled this. You can't keep abusing your Power like this, no matter what Zordon says. If I can't take your coin from you at risk of losing mine, I'll have one of those magical oaths from you like you gave Zordon before I let you out of here for anything short of a monster attack."

And just like that, Harry's anger resurfaced as his aura once more sprang into existence. Channeling his inner Hagrid from when his half-giant friend had intimidated Vernon, though admittedly with much more menace in his voice than the jolly giant would have ever been able to manage on most days, Harry turned his gaze to rest on Jason who now stood on his right side. "Oh, and I suppose a great muggle like yourself is going to stop me, are you?"

Jason's face showed nothing but determination as he shifted his grip, his other hand coming up to grab Harry's forearm as well, securing his wand arm in the Red Ranger's grasp. "If I have to, yes."

"Jason, what are you doing, man?" Zack's shout came a bit too late and fell on deaf ears as Jason merely kept his steely gaze locked on Harry's even as the other Rangers also voiced their own protests.

Zordon just remained silent.

Harry sighed. "So mote it be… Alpha, I'm sorry about the cot."

"Uh…" Alpha replied, uncertainly. "What about the cot, Harry?"

"I just don't think there will be much use to be had from it anymore."

"Why is that?"

Before any further words could be spoken, Harry's cot, the sole piece of furniture still in the room, flew through the doorway at speed and rammed into the unprepared Red Ranger's stomach. The blow was enough to stagger him back a few steps and break his grip on Harry in the meantime. Before the Ranger could do more than recover his balance, the cot then changed, becoming almost fluid and wrapping itself around the confused Ranger and solidifying again so the metal and canvas now formed a cocoon around him, effectively pinning his arms to his sides and preventing him from moving.

"Jason decided he needed it more than I did."

With that said, Harry gave one last nod to the red faced Ranger and, with a gesture, set his trunk to floating behind him while walking toward the exit of the Command Center. Just before exiting though, Zordon spoke again. "Harry," the floating head intoned, bringing his pupil's attention to him again. "While I may not entirely approve of your decision here, I do see the wisdom in it. Jason's actions are indeed beyond appeal and I shall take great pains explaining this to him. We shall speak later on once tempers have cooled… everyone's tempers have cooled."

Nodding his head at Zordon's point, Harry once more continued his trek. With every step, Harry's heart grew lighter and his headache faded. It was bittersweet, leaving the Command Center behind, especially so unexpectedly, but it could really work out for the better in the long run. Without him constantly being around, maybe Jason could finally focus on getting his head straightened out again. Without having to deal with the entire issue between the two Rangers, maybe Zordon could figure out a better or more permanent method of dealing with the excess Power messing with all the Mighty Morphin Rangers.

Maybe, just maybe, this could end up being the right decision after all. No matter how wrong it might feel at the moment

With those last thoughts, Harry stepped out of the Command Center and apparated away with a soft pop.

-MR-

AN: Is this my favorite chapter? No, no it is not. In fact, Angry Harry totally came out of nowhere there and I really don't know how I like how it was handled. So much so, I feel like I need to explain where the idea came from that led to it.

Basically, Harry is lashing out just like Jason, but his is born from frustration, the headache annoying him, and all the other random stuff hitting him at once. Then Jason digging though his things, an honestly minor problem even if it's rather insulting, just tips him over the edge and gets blown all out of proportion. Similar things can be said for his lashing out against Zordon. For all his maturity, or at least he maturity I have tried to show him with, Harry is still a teenager himself. I don't know how long this kind of attitude will last for Harry. I'll probably end up having him meditate on it and come to some of these conclusions himself, kinda write it out in Harry's thoughts next chapter or something. Meh, I dunno. I just know that I don't like this chapter. I am now 2 for 2 on not liking chapters with this big Season 2 arc… not a great start to that either.

Anyway, this chapter also marks my second shortest one thus far, which I also don't like, but between illness, holidays, illness again, more holiday stuff, and then preparing for New Year's stuff, followed by further delays caused by attending said New Years stuff… yeah, I've been busy these last few weeks, and it's only been in the last few weeks that I've been able to direct enough thought toward Magi Ranger to even try to work on it again. My muse has just been absent after so long burying her in terrible nonfiction in the form of medical terminology. If I'd had my way, this chapter would've been up last night, but… yeah.

In related news, I passed my test, so that's a thing at least. Life goes on after my friend's passing and I want to thank everyone who gave their support after the teaser chapter that has now been removed.

With any luck, 2020 will see a return to my monthly update schedule, so long as this chapter wasn't any sign of struggles to come. I have a few ideas I want to bring to fruition, but times are not going to be happy for Harry for a while still. I know this chapter wasn't really up to my normal standard, whatever that may be, but hopefully I'll be able to get back to normal in time for January's regular post.

Thanks for reading and don't forget to review,

Tenstar12