Now this chapter will be a bit of a time skip and also, when everyone gets their first Pokemon! –squeal- I hope everyone's as excited about it as I am. Now I already have ideas as to who will get what for their first Pokemon, but for the teams, I may need some help there. So if anyone has any ideas for what Pokemon could go into whose team, please let me know via private message or review.
Anyway, thanks for all the reviews! ^^ Now for the new chapter!
Disclaimer first: Don't own Pokemon or Harry Potter.
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Lynn sighed heavily, chin on her palm and eyes watching the sky. In the water of the lake was Reign, surfing all over and racing Majest, who flew in the air above, back and forth. Viper was laying on the grass around her trainer and the two smallest, Jackal leaning against Lynn's leg and Ember sleeping against Lynn's hip on the other side.
Viper kept her eyes closed, but her senses were sharp. When she heard footsteps approaching before Lynn, she sharply rose her head and glared with as much venom as possible. Lynn, noticing her Serperior's sudden offensive self, looked over to what had Viper's attention. Three students, third years that she had for her very first class.
"It's okay, Viper," Lynn said, rubbing her Pokemon's head. "They can't hurt me." Viper seemed to grumble under her breath, but lowered her head slowly as the three students hesitantly approached, watching the Serperior. "She's harmless," Lynn assured them. "Protective, but harmless."
"Okay," the dark-haired boy said, Harry if she remembered correctly. "Um, can we ask a few things?" Truth was, Hermione wanted to ask all the questions, but Harry and Ron had to admit, they were curious about things as well.
"Sure, have a seat!" Lynn replied. "Reign! Stop playing with that squid!" she suddenly yelled, making the three teens jump, when she saw Reign tugging on a long tentacle. Reign looked her way before swiftly swimming her direction. Majest just flew over and landed behind Viper, watching the three students as closely as the Grass-type was. Reign, as soon as his feet touched the wet soil of the bank, ran over to Lynn and sat down next to her and Ember, leaning against Viper.
"You seem very close to your Pokemon," Hermione noted as Lynn petting Reign's head.
"Well Viper was my very first Pokemon," Lynn explained. "She was my starter and has been with me through everything, every gym battle, every struggle, every night out in the forest. Reign has been with me for just about as long. Majest and Jackal were with me when I defeated the Elite Four and the Champion. And Ember, I've had her since she was an egg."
"What about that dragon you mentioned," Harry asked. Lynn looked at him. "You said you had an Electric-Dragon."
"I still have him," she said. "But that doesn't mean you'll get to see him now. Anyway, you had questions."
"Well, we were just curious," Hermione hesitantly started. "We've never heard of Pokemon before, because they're not native in our country, probably. But why would they come here now?"
Lynn blinked a couple timed before laughing gently. "I can't read a Pokemon's mind," she said through her giggles. "The Pokemon decide where they want to go. Even back home, we have Swarms like what's happening here. No one knows why the Pokemon show up in certain places when they do or why they stay in those particular places. It's just their way."
Hermione nodded in understanding before asking another question. "Is there some way to make sure a trainer only has six Pokemon with them?"
"Yes," Lynn answered, rubbing the white hair on Ember's head, waking the young Larvesta. "There is a chip inside of the Pokeballs that, once you have six Pokemon, will take the newly caught on to a Pokemon Ranch. Didn't I explain this in the first class?"
"Can't someone remove that chip?" Harry asked this time.
"Only if they know everything about a Pokeball, inside and out, wires and circuitry," she pointed out. "You know, whatever questions you have could probably be answered in class or be covered whenever I get to them."
"Just out of curiosity," Harry started. "When do we get to go and get our first Pokemon?"
"Well the thing is," Lynn sighed. "You can't just go out and catch your first Pokemon. I already pulled a few strings with some Pokemon Professors and they agreed to catch as many Pokemon of their regions as they can and send them to me. So you will get your first Pokemon from me. And after a bit of training with them, I'll let you go out into the forest to try and catch your own."
"Really?" Ron exclaimed in excitement. "When do we get them?"
"Whenever I believe you are ready," Lynn giggled. "I know how excited it makes you. I remember when I first got Viper. That was the happiest day I can remember, the day I got my very first Pokemon and started out on my journey."
"Your journey?" Harry repeated in confusion.
"Every child, when they are just preteens, they get their first Pokemon and set out on a Pokemon Journey to explore all the regions they can get to. They catch as many Pokemon as they can while winning as many Gym Badges as possible and making all kinds of new friends," Lynn explained. "During that time, we find out what it is we want to do with our lives and encounter so many people, both terrible and benign. I've barely been out of my own region, the Unova Region. The others may take me a while to reach. But I've got plenty of time to get there."
"And parents just let their children go out into the wild like that?" Hermione asked, appalled and disbelieving. "Without supervision and all by themselves?!"
Lynn looked insulted. "A Pokemon Journey is every child's rite to adulthood," Lynn nearly snapped at her. "We're not by ourselves, anyway. We have our Pokemon with us. They're like our little guardians, or big guardians, depending." Viper rolled her eyes before bumping her head against her trainer's. "They don't just toss us into the world unprepared. Our journeys teach us many things, like seeing both sides of the world, seeing past everything to see the truth, how to take care of ourselves and our Pokemon, and most important of all, responsibility. Some trainers even travel together in groups because nothing makes a journey more fun than travelling with friends!"
"But it's just so-" Hermione was about to argue before Lynn cut her off.
"Dangerous? Unbelievable? Reckless?" Lynn giggled gently as she pulled Jackal to her chest and Ember onto her lap. "As long as we trainers know what we're doing, we can handle anything. Believe me, I've been through a lot of dangerous stuff, but I always knew what I needed to do. I not only trusted my mind, heart, and instincts, but I also trusted my Pokemon to know what to do. And that is one of the most important things all trainers must know. Trust your Pokemon."
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Sixteen tables were set up across the front of the room and along the side walls, each of them holding rows and rows of red-and-white Pokeballs. Lynn was standing in the middle of the room, Jackal on her shoulders with a grin and Lynn's arms crossed over her chest. The students filed into the room, confused and curious.
"Now!" Lynn exclaimed once everyone managed to figure out that they could sit on the floor. "I'm sure you all are wondering what I got planned today! Well, I have taught you everything there is to know through lectures. The rest is by experience. You know all about the types, their weaknesses, and their strengths. You know about status problems, such as paralysis and such, as well as how to treat them. Now is the time I know all of your have been impatient for. I have spoken with multiple Pokemon Professors and asked for their assistance in catching all these Pokemon just for you. Notice the tables are not labeled. That's because I don't want you choosing because of their type.
"I have asked for Professor Flitwick to cast a charm on all these Pokeballs, thankfully without damaging them or harming the Pokemon inside, to pull certain students to a certain Pokeball. You must follow that pull to get your first Pokemon. The rest will refuse to open for you if you decide to just grab a random one. You must get the one that calls to you, because the Pokemon inside is the one that is most compatible with you. Now, I will call you all up by name and you will stand where I am, in the center of these tables. Do not move until you feel that pull and then go get your first Pokemon. Am I understood?"
"Yes, Professor Lynn," the classes chorused.
Lynn sighed while placing her hands on her hips, giving up on trying to get her students to stop calling her Professor. They were the same age, if not a year older, than her. But she gave up. The most she managed to do was get them to call her by her first name.
"Good," she chirped, clapping her hands together before pulling the roll call out of her back pocket and calling students one by one. Some of them took barely a minute to find their Pokemon. Others took nearly five. Some of the Pokemon were fairly small, but a couple was a little bigger, about medium size. "Hermione Granger," she called out.
Exhaling slowly, Hermione stood and went to the center of the room, stopping by Lynn's side. She could already feel that tug. Slowly, she followed it to one of the tables against the back wall, third from the left. She held her hand over each Pokeball, going over them one by one until she got to the right one. Lynn watched her curiously before Hermione finally grabbed a Pokeball and opened it.
A small, brown, rabbit-like creature bounced on the floor, it's bottom half covered with a cream-colored fluff and two balls of fluff on the tip of both ears. There were also a couple of small cream fluffs over the eyes, like eyebrows. "Bun!" the little Pokemon exclaimed, looking around curiously before looking at Hermione and crying out happily. "Buneary!"
"Congratulations," Lynn said, as she had with each student before explaining the Pokemon. "Your first Pokemon is a Buneary, a female, by the way. She's a Normal-Type and the advantage to having Normal-Type Pokemon is that they can learn almost any type of move there is, but they are weak against fighting types."
Hermione bent down and smiled kindly at her little Pokemon before holding out her hand. "Hello there, Buneary," she greeted.
"Bun buneary!" the Pokemon greeted back before being picked up by her new trainer.
"If you want to name her, do it soon and make sure she likes it, too," Lynn told her, the same as she told the previous students before going on with the list. She eventually reached, "Draco Malfoy."
The blonde rose and went to the center of the room, waiting patiently for the pull. After half a minute, he felt it and went over to the table that was to his right. Lynn wasn't that surprised, really. He reached over and his hand seemed to know just which Pokeball to pick up. As soon as he had it in his hand, it opened up, allowing a small, gray puppy to emerge. Its face was a dark gray, some of the coloring going down the neck, and it had dark gray paws. Its nose was bright red, as were the eyes.
"Congratulations," Lynn repeated. "Your first Pokemon is a Poochyena, a male. He's a pack Pokemon and a very agile hunter. He's a Dark-Type, so don't use him to battle against fighting or bug types because he will not have the advantage. If you want to name him, do it soon and make sure he likes it." Draco walked back to his seat, not really disappointed about the Poochyena that followed him obediently.
Some of the students wondered if the professor practiced her little explanation speeches before going through with this. She continued on down the list, finally reaching the one name most of the students were truly curious about. "Harry Potter, go find your Pokemon."
Harry swallowed slightly, then rose to his feet and went to the center of the room. The pull was strong and almost so harsh, he nearly stumbled. Lynn tried not to giggle. The Pokemon meant for him was an impatient and reckless one, it seemed. Harry chewed on his bottom lip as he tried to figure out which table the pull was coming from. He headed towards the table that very few students had taken Pokemon from, but enough for him to figure out it was for the Bug types. Unlike most of the students, he paid attention to what came from which table.
The closer he got to the table, the harsher the pull until his hand finally picked up a Pokeball, earning a sharp shock from it before it opened up to reveal a tall, green, praying mantis Pokemon. The green parts of its body were thick, almost like armor, while the rest were thin and nearly white. There was a white stripe running down its chest to the top of its abdomen. It didn't have any hands, only scythes for arms, thin and sharp. Its wings were spread as it turned its head and stared at Harry with narrowed eyes. "Scy," it spoke. "Scyther!"
"Congratulations!" Lynn said with a smile, wondering if that Scyther would actually choose anyone in the school. It took Viper, Reign, and Majest together to calm him down enough to stay still so she could return him to his Pokeball when she was browsing through the Pokemon and explained to them what they were to expect. Needless to say, the Scyther was very rowdy and disagreeable about it. "Your first Pokemon is Scyther, a male! He's a Dual Bug-Flying type Pokemon. He's weak to Fire, Electric, and Rock types, but very strong otherwise. Be careful with him, though. He's a little…"
The Scyther turned to glare at her. "Scy!" it snapped at her.
"Yeah," she chuckled. "But he chose you. So if you wish to name him, do it soon and make sure he likes it. Since he's over four feet tall, he may need to go back into the Pokeball."
"Scyther!" the Bug Pokemon protested, knocking the Pokeball out of Harry's hand carefully so to not hurt his new trainer. "Scyther! Scy scyther scy! Scy!"
"Never mind, he doesn't like it," Lynn giggled. "Go ahead and sit down, but pick up the Pokeball first. And Scyther, calm down."
"Ther!" the Pokemon snorted, earning a growl from Jackal.
"Don't start," Lynn warned her Riolu. Jackal looked at her with wide eyes before looking down at the floor with a soft sigh. Lynn patted his head before continuing on the list.
Harry sat closer to the back of the room, his new Scyther standing beside him, not sitting until he did and never taking his eyes off of him. "So," he softly spoke to his new Pokemon. "Do you want to have a name?"
Scyther tilted his head to the side curiously before looking down at the Pokeball that was still in Harry's hand. Harry, seeing where the gaze was directed, shrunk the Pokeball before putting it in his pocket.
"Don't worry," he assured Scyther. "If you don't like it in there, I won't put you in the Pokeball. Only if it's an absolute emergency will I ever put you in it. Deal?"
"Scy," the Pokemon agreed with a nod of his head.
"Now," Harry sighed, feeling a little more comfortable with Scyther. "Do you want a name?"
"Scy?" His head tilted again before looking at the other Pokemon around him, hearing some of them talking about their new names and their trainers.
"I can already tell, my new master will definitely help me get stronger!" the little Poochyena was barking at a Purrloin, whose master was speaking with the Poochyena's.
"I think I may grow to like you, Master!" a Buneary exclaimed, cuddling in the bushy-haired female's lap.
"Ther," Scyther sighed slightly before looking back at Harry and shaking his head. Barely even knew these humans and these Pokemon were already acknowledging them as Masters? He would never understand how a Pokemon lost its wild nature so easily once caught.
"Alright," Harry said with a smile. "If you don't want to be named, I won't push it." He placed his hand on his new Pokemon's shoulder. Scyther looked at him curiously. "We'll still be good friends, right?"
"Ther," the Pokemon sighed with a nod. He was so used to being alone. Not even those in his colony wanted to be around him that much, probably because he was the only Scyther that never wanted to evolve. Having a trainer will be quite different, especially since his new trainer wanted to also be his friend.
"Ron Weasley!" Lynn called out, bringing Harry's attention back to her as his best friend went to the center of the room.
He stood there for a couple of minutes before walking over to one of the tables to his left, under a window. He reached his hand out and gently picked up his Pokeball before it opened and ejected the Pokemon within. It was a small bird Pokemon with a dark blue-black wings, and twin long feathers of the same color. Most of its head was dark blue as well, except for the red that stretched from both the eyes and made a small point on its head. It also had a small red dip from its shoulders to its chest and the rest of its belly was white, as well as the under feathers of its wings.
"Taillow!" the bird chirped as it flapped its wings and flew around Ron's head for a moment before settling on his shoulder.
"Congratulation," Lynn giggled. "Your first Pokemon is Taillow, a Flying type, and a female. Flying types, though strong, do have quite a few weaknesses, so be careful with her. If you want to name her, do it soon and make sure she likes it." Ron nodded, petting his Taillow's wings as he went back to his spot on the floor. "Now he was the last, the rest of these Pokemon are for my classes later on today.
"Now, as I have said, I've taught you everything you need to know about Pokemon from types to care. Everything else I will teach you will now require you to have a Pokemon. You have to learn to trust each other, to be able to read and understand your Pokemon, and to take responsibility of them. Taking care of a Pokemon is like taking care of one of your pets. There's training, care, feeding, and everything else. Your Pokemon is another life for you to take care of and is your responsibility." She sighed heavily while rubbing Jackal's paw between her index finger and thumb.
"Your homework that will be due in our next class is to make a training regime for you and your Pokemon. Trainers don't just train their Pokemon, they train with them. You need to know what your Pokemon knows, how strong it is, and what you may need to work on, such as strength or speed or defense. It will go into effect after I look over them to make sure you don't make them too lazy. I want you to spend the rest of the class period to get to know your Pokemon."
She turned and went to her desk where three more Pokeballs were before picking up two of them. "Viper!" she exclaimed. "Majest! Come on out, you two!" The long, green serpent-like and large eagle-like Pokemon appeared before her, staring at the class. "Everyone, this is Viper, my Serperior and very first Pokemon, and Majest, my Braviary and the strongest bird in the sky. I only want you to get to know your Pokemon for now, but if any one of you starts a battle, these two will very easily break you up. Now, I need to get a bit of work done. Behave."
"Brav," Majest seemed to scoff as his eyes scanned over the students, intimidating many as Viper merely glanced at the smaller, young Pokemon.
Hermione and Ron looked around for Harry, easily spotting him before getting up and walking over to him. "Buneary!" the little rabbit Pokemon greeted happily.
"Scy," Scyther scoffed, turning his head away.
"Be nice, Scyther," Harry sighed.
"Didn't name him, then?" Hermione asked, sitting in front of Harry as Ron sat next to them, making a triangle.
"He doesn't want one," Harry explained. "Don't know what I would name him anyway. Did you guys name yours?"
"No, I don't know what she would like," Hermione sighed, looking down at the Buneary in her lap. "I can't believe I got such a cute Pokemon!"
"Yeah, but that's typical for a girl," Ron commented, placing his chin on his palm.
"Did you name your Taillow, Ron?" Harry asked, looking at the small bird that was glaring at his Scyther. Scyther glared back at her, but then scoffed and turned his head away, uninterested.
"Nah," Ron sighed. "I wonder when we'll get to battling and catching other Pokemon, though."
"Probably not for a while," Hermione said, petting Buneary's head. "I wonder what I should do for the training regime, though…"
Harry shook his head then looked towards Scyther. "You're going to help me with it, right?" he asked his Pokemon.
"Scy," Scyther answered with a nod of his head.
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Harry wasn't the only student that didn't return the new Pokemon to the Pokeballs. All the students that had one small enough now left them out for everyone to see, except for a Sviper that belonged to a Slytherin and a Zangoose, which was surprisingly named Fluffy, that belonged to a Ravenclaw, who many worried about. Scyther stayed with him all day, except for Potions. Snape wouldn't allow anyone to have his or her Pokemon out.
Even to his surprise, Scyther sat right behind him when dinner came around, seeming to be quite comfortable where he was since he kept refusing Harry's invite to sit with him on the bench. The Pokemon managed to hold onto some of those bread rolls called Poffins and happily munched down on a yellow one. By now, everyone in third year had their very first Pokemon and was showing them off as much as they could before the rest could get theirs. Tomorrow, the fourth years would get theirs.
Dinner passed by easily and dessert was just finished when Dumbledore drew everyone's attention to him so he could make a new announcement. "As everyone here can see, you are all starting to get your very first Pokemon courtesy of Professor White and of the Pokemon Professors in her native country," he started. "Now as I am sure she has told you, from here on out, everything you learn will revolve around your new Pokemon, and this also includes battles.
"Professor White has brought a suggestion to my attention. Students, once you have enough battling experience or when you yourselves believe you are ready, you will be allowed to battle us Professors." Many of the students started an excited chatter that went on for a moment before Dumbledore held his hand up and silence slowly fell over the hall. "Now there will be rules. Battling rules will be explained at the moment of the battle, but the rules that will apply to you are the following.
"You may battle any professor except the Heads of Houses, Professor White, and myself, for now. In order to battle us, you must have at the least, four teacher badges."
Some of the students, though confused, couldn't see why this was. Some were even shouting, and Dumbledore allowed them to continue.
"Professor Dumbledore," Lynn called as the students yelled. "If I may?"
"Oh, by all means," he offered, stepping back as Lynn went to his side, Ember in her arms.
"Get their attention with a Flamethrower," Lynn sighed to her baby Pokemon.
"Lar!" Ember chirped before opening her mouth wide and shooting a large flame to the ceiling. The students quieted down with wide eyes. "Larvesta!" Ember cried out when the Flamethrower ceased.
With a deep sigh, Lynn started her own little speech. "My students, I am sure that you would love to prove your strength as well as your Pokemon by battling a Head of House, but allow me to tell you something. Where I am from, there are eight gyms that trainers must conquer. They must battle the gym leader and win, earning the gym badge." She reached into her robes before holding out a small, metal, purple object that was outlined with gold, had two golden lines near one end and a single one at the other. "This is a Gym Badge, the Basic Badge, one of the eight I earned. Now the way things are in my country, once you earn all eight gym badges, you may battle the Elite Four, some of the strongest trainers of the region, and then the Champion afterwards, who truly is the most powerful.
"The only difference here is this. You may earn up to four then challenge us. The Heads of Houses will be playing the role of the Elite Four here, only I will be a part of it, making us an Elite Five. Professor Dumbledore will play the role as the Champion. If you defeat all of the other teachers, you may take us on. If you defeat us five, then you may battle the Headmaster. But you need experience, which is why if you try to challenge us, we will not accept until you have all badges.
"It may seem unfair in some cases, but that is the way things are. And you just have to get used to it. The more teachers you battle, the stronger you and your Pokemon will get, and the better chance you have of defeating us. But right now, you and your Pokemon are inexperienced. And once everyone has their first, we will get to work on training and battling, and eventually capturing. For now, that is the way things are." She turned and went back to her seat as Dumbledore took over the speech again.
Though Lynn already explained most of it, Dumbledore went over the basic rules once more before dismissing the students for the night. Scyther watched the old man for a moment until his new trainer called him.
"Come on, time to go," his trainer called.
"Scy!" he called back, getting up and following after him. Scyther soon decided that while he liked how high the window in the dorm was, he didn't like the stairs that sometimes let them come to the tower.
Harry was putting finishing touches on some homework that was due tomorrow, mostly his Transfigurations essay, while the rest of the boys goofed off, talking about which professor they would battle first and then making a contest out of it. The green-eyed teen stayed out of it until Ron spoke to him.
"So who do you want to battle first, Harry?" Ron asked.
"I don't know," he answered, looking towards Scyther. Since they entered the room, Scyther just stared out the window, like he completely enjoyed being so high. Considering that he was part Flying, it wouldn't surprise him. "I guess it really depends on some things."
"Like what?" Seamus asked.
"Like what Pokemon Scyther and I will catch out there," Harry said with a smile.
Scyther looked towards him with slightly widened eyes. Most trainers congratulated themselves when catching Pokemon, from what he had heard when he was wild. Very few ever said their Pokemon and they did it.
"I'm kind of excited to learn about the battling bit, aren't you, Scyther?" his trainer spoke to him now.
"Scyther!" he answered with a nod of his head.
"Bet once we trained enough, we can knock Malfoy down a few notches!" Harry exclaimed. His Pokemon exclaimed in agreement with him. Suddenly a thought came to him. "Hey, guys. Shouldn't we get to work on the training regime instead of putting it off?"
"Scy!"
"Nah, not tonight," Ron yawned. "Maybe tomorrow or something."
"Ther!" Scyther seemed to scold the boy. That poor Taillow. Seemed like she had a lazy trainer. She won't get stronger with him.
Harry sighed before pulling out a piece of parchment. "Scyther come over here and help me out," he called to his Pokemon. "The sooner we get this done, the better. We'll have time to make changes or anything like that. Sound good?"
"Scy," his pokemon nodded his head.
"Alright, I think we should focus on your speed and stamina first…" Harry started, occasionally asking Scyther for his opinion as they continued. Scyther either agreed or declined with a nod or shake of his head. Eventually, they had two days worth of training written down on the parchment, both days working on two different things. Day one was stamina and attack while day two was defense and speed.
Finally finished and feeling drained for some reason, Harry retired to bed before pausing for a moment and looking to Scyther. The Pokemon hated the Pokeball, but with those blades, he didn't think it would be a good idea to let Scyther sleep on the bed. But he didn't have anywhere else for his Pokemon to sleep. As if knowing his trainer's dilemma, Scyther crawled onto the foot of the bed and folded his blades under him, seeming to shrink into a green-with-the-occasional-white ball. Harry sighed with a smirk as he went under his covers, placing his head on the pillow before rubbing Scyther's back gently with his foot. "Good night, Scyther," he said.
"Scyther," the Pokemon sighed drowsily.
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Well I think I'll end this chapter here. I just thought giving Harry a Scyther for his first Pokemon would be fun, you know?
Anyway, gonna be a bit of a spoiler. We will be getting an unexpected visitor next chapter, Lynn will teach the students how to battle, and maybe, they'll even battle each other. Hope you're looking forward to it.
Review, please! ^^