Dead Space / Harry Potter Crossover
Alternative Tri-wizard Tournament – Task 1 -
"AND NOW! THE FOURTH CHAMPION! APPEARED IN A BLINDING LIGHT IN THE GREAT HALL ONCE HIS NAME EXITED THE GOBLET OF FIRE! HARRRY POTTEEER!" Ludo Bagman called out, pleased by the cheering of the crowd.
"Okay, Time to shine!" a male voice said bored.
What came out was a young man covered in a strange armor made of metal carrying a big cylindrical weapon in his hands.
"YOUR TIME STARTS NOW, MISTER POTTER!" Bagman said, the Sonorus Charm having problems contrasting the cheering of the public.
"Here we go, he surely is prettier than a Necromorph," Harry said as an helmet closed around his head, the frontal part giving off a pale-blue light.
"GRAAAAAH!" with a ferocious roar the dragon moved its massive claw to pierce the boy.
"Just shut up!" the boy answered aiming at the claw and using his weapon, with a dull WHAM the Dragon was blasted slightly back, surprising the creature.
"Do you like? We call this 'Force Gun'!" Harry said, dashing rapidly towards the eggs as the dragon narrowed its eyes at him.
"Grrrrrr!" with a low growl the beast gained fire in its mouth to roast the human alive.
"Stasis!" the young man yelled with wide eyes and a worried voice, a small projectile of light shooting off from his hand and hitting the dragon.
"WHAT'S HAPPENING?" Bagman asked as the Horntail gained a blueish aura around its body and started moving at slow motion, even the fire taking its time to come out.
"Stasis, it can slow down everything for a short period of time...and this is the Kinesis Module, I am out of here! " Harry answered, hitting the dragon again with the Stasis and then grabbing the egg from afar with a invisible force from his other hand.
The boy then hurried towards the medical tent, shooting a last Stasis Bullet towards the Horntail once half-way there for good measure.
He had received enough points to be third, but he didn't care.
Second Task -
"Why Miss Grengrass was taken?" Harry demanded.
"Well, you took her to the Yule Ball..." Albus said uncertain.
"That's because I saved her from that pervert of Malfoy by breaking the bastard's nose, she has no fault!" he answered in indignation.
"Since you are not from here we were hard-pressed to find a good Hostage, she understood and accepted the ordeal," the Headmaster said.
"This must be what dad felt when everything went down the drain, I am starting to hate this place," the young man muttered with a sigh.
"THE SECOND TASK OF THE TRIWIZRD TOURNAMENT STARTS NOW!" Bagman said as a cannon-like sound echoed around the lake.
"The suit was not meant for underwater operations, I have to be fast!" Harry said, his helmet snapping close as he dived in the lake.
Ignoring the blaring messages of warning he used the thrusters of the suit to rapidly reaching his target, the suit signaling the few minutes the thing could remain active before shutting down.
"Come on! Come on! Don't break down on me!" the boy hissed mentally as the various functions started showing sign of malfunctioning.
"THERE!" he yelled happily as he finally found the small village of the mermen, the suit was on 'Emergency Mode' trying to force the bare necessary function to stay online.
"Daphne..." he muttered sadly, cutting her free with a pocket knife.
Putting the girl on his shoulders he rapidly moved towards the surface, the suit slowly dying from the exposure to the water.
It was with its last 'breath' that the metal armor managed to have both hostage and Champion break the water surface and reach the shore of the lake before shutting down with a subtle hissing sound.
"I am sorry...you were down there because of me," Harry muttered with a down-cast expression, opening his helmet with the emergency switch of the suit.
"Don't be, it actually feels good to be 'What you will sorely miss' as the Headmaster had so eloquently put it," Daphne answered, caressing his cheek to have him look at her.
"I was not a great dancer though," he said, relishing in her touch with a sigh.
"But you were willing, and you sacrificed your armor to save me, that was the only thing that was giving you an edge against people with magical training," She answered.
"I can repair it, maybe..." Harry said.
"I'll ask Professor Flitwick, maybe a Reparo spell or a dozen will help..."
"Thanks," he answered with a tiny smile, giving her a little peck on the cheek without thinking.
"Is this you way to ask me to be your girlfriend?" She asked with a teasing smile.
"...Maybe?"
"Then maybe I will say yes," the girl said with a smirk.
Between Harry and the minute Charms Professor, it took three weeks of Reparo Spells and tinkering to have the suit return to its former glory, all for the sheer joy of the Muggle Study Professor that could use that as a 'Special Lesson' about Muggle's ability of "reproducing" Magic with their inventions.
Third Task -
"FINALLY! I finally have my body back!" Voldemort said in triumph.
"You are one ugly motherfucker, you know?" Harry said as his bindings went undone.
"It was a small price to pay for Power, a pity that you don't have a wand and that your "Stasis" toy has no more energy, like this is too easy," the Dark Lord said, shaking his head in a mocking fashion.
"When me and my father went to the Ishimura to find mum, I had to defend myself from hordes of creatures that still give me nightmares I saw more death there than any other fifteen-years-old boy should have seen, few weirdos in an Halloween Costume and a sexually-ambiguous bastard like you won't scare me, I even faced death but somehow returned, do your worst, I can take it!" Harry answered, pleased to hear the suit confirm how the Stasis batteries re-charged during his speech.
"Big words for a boy, take out your weapon, this fight will decide your fate," Voldemort said taking the initial duel stance, the boy taking a small gun from his hip holster.
"I'll use the Plasma Cutter, a faster and deadlier weapon," the young man answered.
"So be it, I take you know why I went out of my way to have you here?" the Dark Lord asked.
"You mean the Prophecy? A certain Sirius Black told me, apparently me an you are fated to fight to death," the other answered.
"Then you understand how important is this..." the Dark Lord said, rapidly casting a blasting hex on the boy, launching him back.
"GACK! Just like with a Brute!" Harry said rolling to the side to evade a cutting spell, retaliating with a blast from his weapon that destroyed a tombstone as Voldemort dodged the bullet.
"Good reflexes!" The boy commented as a new cutting hex nailed his arm, leaving a sizable dent on the armor.
"I know what a gun is, so I know to dodge when one is pointed at me, STAND BACK! He is mine!" the Dark Lord answered as he moved to dodge another volley of bullets, hissing angrily at his followers to not interfere in the fight.
"At least you do have some honor!" Harry said shooting again, taking away the dark wizard's arm at the shoulder.
"AAARGH!" Voldemort screamed as the heat of the bullet cauterized the wound.
"MY LORD!" the Death Eaters yelled as one in horror.
"You know what is the best way to kill a Necromorph? You cut off its limbs!" Harry said, shocking the others by shooting a Stasis Bullet at the Dark Lord before removing the remaining three limbs.
"GET HIM!" a masked Lucius Malfoy had the time to yell before the Plasma Cutter's bullet beheaded him.
Using the Kinetic Module the boy called to him the still screaming Dark Lord and the Cup, deciding to leave a last parting gift to the Death Eaters before returning to Hogwarts by using the Stasis module to freeze other three masked wizards, concentrating some fire on other four beheading them before returning to the now back to normal speed and severing them in half at the torso.
Grabbing the Cup and the limbless Dark Lord the boy disappeared from the graveyard, leaving behind the corpses of Malfoy, Nott, Goyle, Macnair, Lestrange, Pettygrew, Avery and several wounded others.
The scandal of the Dark Lord's return was an heavy hit on the Magical Britain society, once filled to the eyeballs in Veritaserum Voldemort had spilled a very long list of names of marked followers, contacts, helpers and secrets that had butchered the Ministry to the point that Amelia Bones feared the Dementors to have indigestion and the Veil of Death starting sporting an 'Out of Order' sign from all the Death penalties she was dishing out as new Minister.
The Horcuxes had been hunted down by the whole Unspeakable Department, leaving Tom without anchors after two long weeks of searching, the information about how to make them hidden behind a newly developed 'Fidelius-like' charm with Amelia as Secret Keeper, at her death the whole Dark Ritual will forever being forgotten.
It was Harry himself to deliver the finishing blow to the Dark Lord as for the Prophecy's content, lifting his armored boot the young man showed no emotion as he stomped down, turning Voldemort's head in a bloody stain on the floor, he then personally threw the rest of the body through the Veil just to be safe.
Once everything had been settled, a blinding light engulfed the Department of mysteries, making a man stumble in the room covered in blood and showing signs of shock.
"DAD!" Harry yelled, reaching him with wide eyes.
"Harry?...HARRY!" The man yelled, grabbing him in a tight hug that almost suffocated him.
"He is your adoptive father, Harry?" Sirius asked.
"Yes, I am Isaac Clarke, I adopted Harry when he was few years young and he somehow appeared in my apartment in a flash of light, since then me and my girlfriend Nicole...then...then The Ishimura incident happened and he only had me," Isaac answered.
"After all that we went through I was the only thing that kept dad sane, we were on the run after dealing with a second Marker...then I ended up here," Harry explained.
"I had to destroy a third...well, a MOON with a giant one and bio-mass around, but after your disappearance I went into depression and, well, it's a long story, but I ended up in what I thought was the Planet of origin of the Markers and almost died few times, me and Carver, one that was fighting with me, where on Earth when I got here..." Isaac answered.
"What happened?" Harry asked.
"Well, I almost caused the extinction of the human race, but I managed to use a machine that should have been able to turn off Markers to make a Brethren Moon go crazy and kill its 'brothers', last thing I saw was the huge bastard turn on itself and eat itself alive...I hope that was enough to forever stop the Necromorphs menace," the man answered
"What's a Brethren Moon?" the boy asked.
"Trust me...you don't want to know," Isaac answered shivering.
"Sorry to interrupt this strange reunion, Melody Greengrass, nice to meet you," a woman said nearing the man.
"Ah! Dad, this woman is the mother of my girlfriend Daphne," Harry said.
"Nice to meet you, I am Isaac," the engineer said, presenting his hand.
"Sorry if I am dirty, I was in a battle to death and had not time to wash properly," he added in embarrassment.
"From what your son told me, you two come from the future," the woman said in curiosity.
"Future?"
"We are in 1994, dad, somehow we came back in time, the nice thing is that there are no Necromorphs, no Markers and no Unitologist here!" the young man said.
"Really? It makes the lack of technology worth it then," Isaac said in surprise.
"And they even had ways to remove traumatic memories!"
"That's even better, I won't forget your mother or Ellie, but sleeping without nightmares will be a nice bonus," Isaac said with a nod.
"Come with me then, I wish to know what the future is like," Melody said, taking an hold of Isaac's arm to drag him.
"Seems like a good man, James would have been happy to hear you have been loved...even if while fighting off monsters," Sirius said, moving an arm around Harry's shoulders to guide him out with Daphne grabbing the young man's hand.
"It was not his fault, troubles practically hunted him down," Harry answered.
Few months later the Greengrass widow married the 'mysterious' muggle Isaac Clarke, man that made a fortune furnishing Aurors with Stasis and Kinetic modules as well as the medikit from the future that he was able to reproduce with the help of Magic.
One year later both Isaac and Harry located the Marker that would have started the whole worshipping cult on earth and destroyed it, a well placed Obbliviating spell also erased every info about them from the two.
Several centuries later -
"This is the Ishimura, we will take care of that thing," Captain Matthius said as the strange red thing was moved inside the ship.
"A red Marker, like what great-great-great grandfather said," a young technician said with narrowed eyes.
"Mister Potter?" the Captain asked curious.
"Nothing captain, nothing," the young man said.
Later that night a colossal explosion rocketed the ship, once studied the area they could see that the Red Marker had been destroyed and the small pitiful rests had drifted out in space from the opening on the ship's side, unfortunately Matthius too had been found slain, only an arm that got stuck in the opening helped understand that he had been killed by the explosion.
Back in his quarters, Henderson Potter was happily humming to himself while crossing out 'Aegys VII' from a list of known Markers locations his Time-traveling ancestors left him, his doubts about it being a centuries-long joke evaporated after seeing the Marker, and now already planning how to built the 'Brethren Moon' killing machine without people noticing.
"I GOT A NEW MESSAGE FROM ISAAC! Harry was admitted to the university!" a blond woman barged in with a wide smile.
"Who? The kid that has my same surname?" Henderson asked amused.
"Potter is not common, I know, can we remain on topic?" the woman demanded.
"Sorry, Nicole, tell me more about your 'oh so special boy'" the technician said with a mocking tone.
"Idiot!" Nicole said crossing her arms.
"So great-great-great-great granpa is already here, gonna keep an eye on him and pay attention to not screw up then," Henderson thought with a sly smile.
Extra – what happened to Snape and Albus? -
While Harry and Isaac were having their reunion, unknown by everyone back at Hogwarts both Albus and Snape were transported by the same light in an alternate reality where Harry had never reached Isaac's time by a mixture of uncontrolled Magic that brought Clarke back in Time and a writer that loves to see the two suffer.
Ishimura Ship -
"Welcome to the Ishimura..." a metallic voice said sweetly, in contrast of the screams of pain from the crew as the Necromorph were ripping them apart.
"Oh...bugger..." Albus moaned as an horde of deformed Necromorphs rained on them.
"WHY DO WE HAVE TO DIE IN EVERY CHAPTEEEEEEER!" Snape screamed before a Brute teared off his head.