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Written: June 19th, 2017
Disclaimer:I do not own Fairy Tail or Harry Potter. The credits go to the respected owners.
After an hour, every one of them was standing outside of Fairy Tail, with the remaining guild members standing around them, ready to say their farewells.
Juvia had almost drowned the guild when she was told, that she wouldn't be coming with them. She had wanted to come with 'her precious Gray-sama', but Makarov had told her and some of the other members, that there still needed to be some of the more powerful members left, so the same thing that happened while they were gone for seven years, wouldn't happen again. The same had been said to Elfman when he proclaimed that he was 'manly' enough to come on the important mission.
They had all been told to pack enough clothes to last a year, at least, and that the clothes had to be somewhat normal in style. He had used Lucy, Levi, and Gray, when he had a shirt on, as examples. There had been some protest from Evergreen, as her dress wouldn't be seen as ladylike and more as… slutty… Erza and Bickslow had also been told, that armor would be seen upon as weird, as the times for armor where they were going, had long since passed. While everyone was less than happy, there was nothing they could do about it.
"Are you all ready?" Makarov asked. While all the others barely could stand with all the backs they had, he was just standing there with a little business case beside him.
"Master, how come you only have so little with you on this mission?" Levi asked, needing Gajeel's help with all the bags. Makarov smiled his close-eyed smile.
"Oh, that is easy, my child. Laxus is carrying them all," Makarov answered.
Everyone sweat dropped at that, especially when they saw how much Laxus was carrying. He seemed to have as much luggage as Erza normally did when she went on a mission. The differences between them were, that Erza had had a carriage, while Laxus was carrying it on his back.
"Can we get going before my back breaks, please?" Laxus said in a non-polite voice. The voice was strained, which was the only indicator, except for what he said, that showed how hard it was for him.
"Yes, yes, of course. But I first need to warn you," Makarov told them seriously. They all nodded and waited for him to finish. "This form of transportation is very… different from what you are used to. As it is, I have only tried it once and never with dragon slayers, so I have no idea how your senses will react to this."
"Wait, what do you mean react?" Gajeel asked.
"Yeah, is it, like, dangerous or what?" Natsu asked.
"For normal people, it really isn't, if you follow the instructions. But for you dragon slayers who get motion sickness from train rides, this might send you senses on overload. But we have no other choice but to see what happens," Makarov said seriously. Gajeel and Natsu could only nod, while Laxus just stood there.
"Let's just get going!" Laxus suddenly exploded. Makarov turned to his grandson and smiled.
"Why are you still holding all of our luggage? They will not be coming with us. They will be first be transported after we arrive," Makarov told him. Laxus fell over with the luggage falling on top of him when he heard his grandfather. The same did most of the others.
"Why didn't you tell us that when we came here?" asked Lucy, who had crawled out from under her luggage, and now was sitting on the ground rubbing her sore back.
"I forgot. My memory seems to be slipping more often than not," Makarov said, still smiling.
"Okay, can we just go now before I change my mind and stay?" Gajeel asked, looking mildly annoyed.
"Of course, of course. Now," Makarov pulled out a key from his pocket, "this is a portkey. We all have to hold onto it or hold on to someone who holds on to it, in some way, or you will be left behind. During the travel, do not under any circumstances, let go of either this portkey or someone you are holding onto until I tell you so. Because if you do that, there is not telling what might happen to you, or if we will ever be able to find you. You all got that?"
"Yes master!"
"Good. Let's go then. Grab the key or someone holding onto the key!"
Only five people would be able to hold onto the key, so it was a race for that. Other than Makarov, it was Laxus, Erza, Gajeel, and Mirajane who got to hold onto it. From then the rest of Team Natsu held onto Erza, Lisanna and Romeo held onto Mirajane, the rest of the Thunder Legion held onto Laxus, and Levi and Lili held onto Gajeel.
"Ready?" Makarov asked. At the nods he got, he activated the portkey. "Off we go then!"
On Earth
"Where are they? They should have been here by now!" Molly asked, pacing in the hallway leading to the front door. It was already five in the afternoon and they were all nervous. Especially the teens, who had no idea who was coming and what for. Everyone was seated in either the kitchen or the living room, expect two people who were sitting in one of their room's.
The teens had been told, that they would have some guests here for the rest of the summer and that some of them would be enrolled at Hogwarts. No other explanation had been giving, other than that they had to be nice to them.
But now everyone was getting worried that they weren't coming. Dumbledore had told them that they would be coming during the day. But with dinner time fast approaching, they were afraid that they had been stood up.
"Give them time Molly. They are traveling a long way to come here," Dumbledore reassured from his place by the door. Some people were waiting on the other side, so they could give them the code to get in. Said people being Kingsley and Moody.
After that had been said, they heard a pop, things, or rather people, falling onto the ground and on top of each other, and groaning.
"They seem to have arrived," Dumbledore said, smiling with a twinkle in his eyes.
The door opened, with Moody leading the way. Molly was shocked. These people who were supposed to help them were mere teens! Most of them seemed to be between the age of seventeen and twenty, while there were also two twelve, maybe thirteen-year old's. How were they supposed to help them? An old, tiny man came from behind the teens, and when he reached Dumbledore, he hugged him. Greeting him like an old friend.
"Good to see you, Albus! I see you haven't changed a bit!" Makarov greeted.
"Likewise, Makarov," Albus responded.
"Wait, so this is the old friend you were talking about? Man, you weren't kidding when you said 'old' friend!" One of the teens said. He had pink hair and looked to be around nineteen. He had a white scarf around his neck, which Molly found weird, as it was in the middle of summer.
"Natsu! You don't go around and say that!" A blond-haired girl, maybe eighteen, said and hit him on top if his head.
"Lucy, don't be mean! Besides, we were all thinking it! He looks like he is a hundred or something!" Natsu whined. Lucy just hit him again.
"It is alright my dear. I hear that a lot. But normally from small children," Dumbledore explained. "Now, how about we go into the kitchen, and you can meet the adults that live here. Later on, you can converse with the children in the living room. They will be the ones you will go to school with."
"School?" All of the teens asked.
"I will explain everything when we get seated with something to drink. Now, follow me," Dumbledore said, turned around and lead the way to the kitchen, with Molly right on his heels.
When they walked past the staircase, Erza could have sworn that she saw something blond and black in the corner of her eyes, but when she turned to get a better look. It was gone. She turned to Gray, who had a look in his eyes that told her that he had seen the same thing.
They all quickly got seated into the kitchen. When they were all seated, cups floated over to where they said. The cups were full of tea, that smelled slightly sugary.
"I am glad that all of you could come," Dumbledore began. "If I am correct, others will be joining us soon?" At that Dumbledore looked at Makarov for confirmation. "Yes, seven more. Two tomorrow, three in a week, and two three days after them," Makarov answered. Dumbledore nodded.
"Well, then I hope that this will be enough practice for when I will have to explain it to them," Dumbledore said with humor in his voice. "Now let me explain our little situation and where you fit into it.
Fifteen, almost sixteen, years ago there was an evil roaming our world. He was named Voldemort, He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named, and many other named. He had been terrorizing us for years and had started a war. And he was winning. But it all ended, when a Halloween night he went after a family on three. Now, this family was the Potters. James, Lily and little Harry. He killed James, and then Lily in front of Harry. But when it came to killing Harry, the curse he used backfired, and he got killed instead, while Harry survived. And thus, the wizarding world had been saved, on the cost of a child being orphaned.
Now, two years ago, Voldemort was brought back. He did this by using a ritual, fueled by Harry's blood. He killed one of my student's, too, that night. Harry only just survived with his life, and he brought the body back to the school.
For the last two years, we have tried to do what we can, but we had to do that so under the radar for one year or so, as our minister wouldn't see what was right in front of him. Because of this, we are far behind where we are needed to be to defeat Voldemort and his army of Death Eaters. And if I am correct, he will soon be ready to attack. And if we aren't ready, he will win and all of us in this house, and more will die a terrible death."
"What does that have to do with us, sir?" Asked Lucy nervously. From what she had just heard, this was really serious and wasn't going to be an easy mission.
"You are going to help us. Under the radar of course. With your magic, you will be a surprise that Voldemort won't see coming," Dumbledore explained. "He must not know where you are from, and what kind of magic that you have. So, for the rest of the summer, you will be learning six, and in some cases only three, years of magic. That way, when the holiday is over, you can be enrolled in Hogwarts as transfer students, and will, therefore, be able to protect my students. You will also be able to hear about what is happening back here at headquarters, through some of the kids and teachers of the school."
"But how are we supposed to learn your magic? Isn't it different from ours?" Wendy asked shyly.
"It will be no problem, my dear," Dumbledore said, with a smile. "The magic from here is just like yours, just more focused on wielding magic.
You see, for many thousand years ago, some wizards from your universe came, and decided to settle down here. I think they were running from dragons, and wanted a place where they could live in peace. Imagine their surprise, when they find dragons, just smaller than from their universe, and other marvelous creatures. They studied them and found out that you could use part of these animals, to strengthen your magic. And so, they did. They made scepters, rings, and wands. And as time passed, it became the norm to go around with these. Now, after some time, wands were believed to be the strongest focus you could use, and therefore more and more were made, as more people south them out. Everyone wants to be strong, after all. But because if this, everyone had the same power levels. It was like it had been all those years ago when no one had a wand. So now, people wanted more powerful wands. The practice of using magic without a wand became forgotten and is now considered something only powerful wizards and witches can do. Because, in our time and age, people need a focus to do it.
I know for a fact, that if you are powerful enough, then wizards from my world can learn your magic, just as easy as all of you can learn ours. You just need to have power enough."
"Who will we be learning from?" Erza asked.
"You will be learning from me, two other professors, and some of the students who will be in the same year as you," Dumbledore answered. "Now, I think the adults in here should present themselves to you.
With that, the teens meet the few adults residing in this house. Molly Weasley, mother of seven, and full-time house mom. Mad-eye Moody, former Auror and responsible for a lot of Death Eater's being put in prison. Kingsley works in the Ministry, Minerva McGonagall, Professor of Hogwarts, and Remus Lupin, a former teacher and also werewolf.
"Now, I think you should all meet the children, while we deliver your luggage to the rooms, that you will be assigned, "Dumbledore said, getting out of his chair.
"Wait!" Erza shouted. "I am sorry for yelling, but I have a question to ask."
"Then ask it, dear," Dumbledore said, smiling.
"Who is it, that is hiding on the second floor."