Wands, Red Cloaks, and The Wicked

A Once Upon A Time, and Harry Potter Story

Summary: Saber, Emma and Henry have no memory of their families after crossing the town line a year ago. But when an old friend returns to warn Emma, and Saber that they're families are in danger, the two friends must return to Storybrooke to save the people of the town once more. Because something wicked is coming. And it won't stop until it's wish is fulfilled..

Author's Note: Spells used in those story will be mentioned in Bold and they're descriptions will be at the end of each chapter.

Also, Saber, Red, and Anita can leave Storybrooke because they were not fully affected by the Evil Queen's curse.

I do not own any of these characters from Harry Potter, Once Upon A Time or Herbie the Love Bug. They belong to they're respective owners. I only own my OC's, Saber, Anita, and Billy.

I felt like Henry needed a chapter of his own, and so here we are. Kudo's go to my mom for helping write this chapter.

Chapter 4: A Champion Returns Part 1

Location: Storybrooke, Maine, Time: 1 Week after the Shattered Sight Curse ended

3rd Person POV

A small white 1963 Volkswagen Bug with racing stripes, and the number 53 rolled into town on flat tires. The Bug made groans, and whines as it limped its way over to the Marine Garage. The Bug's name was Herbie. He was a racing car used by the famous racer, Jim Douglas. Over the years, Herbie swapped owners, and then was left behind by his previous owners. Now while it was an accident, Herbie didn't realize this, and went off to find them. However, he got lost along the way, and ended up in Storybrooke.

Herbie pulled into the parking lot of the garage, and fell asleep, not noticing a young man watching him.

Henry's POV

I watched the Bug roll to a stop in front of the garage. There was something magical about it. Crossing the street, I went over to the Bug. This was a sweet ride. It looked like Mom's bug, but it was obviously a race car. I pulled my cell phone out and dialed Mom.

"Hey, kid, where are you?" Mom asked.

"I'm down at the Marine Garage. Can you come down and bring Mom and Hook."

She agreed and we hung up. I walked around the car again. This would be the perfect first car. After all, I was turning 16 soon and needed my own car. It didn't look like anyone owned this. I mean, it had just appeared, rolling into Storybrooke—on its own….

Mom and Hook walked around the corner as I was checking out the engine.

"What the hell is that?" Mom asked.

"Luv, it appears to be what you call a car," Hook answered

"Mom, you've got to check this out. This car just rolled into town. No one was driving it."

"Someone's magic?" Hook asked.

Mom raised her hands toward the car.

"No, there's no magic." She stated.

"Swan, what now?" My other mom Regina had arrived.

"No, Mom I asked her to call you. Look!" I pointed to the car.

"It looks like a pile of bolts," Regina said. "Magic?" she asked Emma.

"None. Henry said it just rolled in."

"It can't be without some magic." Regina raised her own hands toward the car. "Hmm. I don't feel anything."

"Can I keep it? I could learn to drive."

"WHAT?!"

"No," Both of my mom's answered together.

"Driving is too dangerous," Regina stated. "What's wrong with walking?"

"We don't even know where this car comes from or who it belongs to."

"If you don't mind my saying, I think Henry is mature enough to have his own car. I mean the lad has lived in New York and I can't think of a more dangerous place. Other than Neverland." Hook said.

"This coming from the one handed man," Regina said, walking around the car.

"Maybe he's right, Regina. Maybe it is time for us to let Henry grow up a little. We can have Leroy check the car over to make sure it's sound."

"Are you crazy, Swan?" Regina yelled. "No. I don't want him driving."

"Regina, we can't keep him a child forever."

"Please, Mom," I begged. "I'll be careful. You and Emma can teach me."

Mom sighed and I knew I had her.

"Fine. First thing, the dwarfs check it out, oil change, new tires, etc. I don't want you driving around in a clunker."

"Thank you, thank you, Mom" I cried hugging Regina. I then hugged Emma. I had a car!

Location: Storybrooke, Maine, Marine Garage

Leroy worked on Herbie's engine while Dopey changed the oil. Sneezy worked on cleaning the interior.

"I don't know why anyone would want this old bucket of bolts," Leroy grumbled. "Everything is worn out. We're gonna have to redo this entire engine. How did this hunk of junk even get here?'

Suddenly the trunk lid came down and hit Leroy in the head.

"What the hell?" Leroy came out from under the lid, rubbing his head. "Dopey, what did you do?"

Dopey rolled out from under Herbie, oil covering his face.

"How did you get oil on yourself?" Leroy asked. Dopey just shrugged.

Inside the car, Sneezy stirred up so much dirt and dust that he started.. well.. sneezing.

Herbie's glove box popped open, revealing a box of tissues.

"Thank you," Sneezy said, taking a tissue. He looked around wondering where the box came from.

Leroy just shook his head and continued working on Herbie.

Location: Outside Granny's Diner, Storybrooke, Maine

3rd Person POV

It had been a couple days since Herbie had been repaired, and the parts replaced. Emma sat inside Herbie with Henry, teaching him how to drive.

"Okay, kid, the first thing to do when you take the driver's seat is adjust everything. Put the seat in a position that feels comfortable. You don't want to be too close to the dashboard, but you don't want to be sitting in the back seat either. You also want to be able to see over the steering wheel.

Henry adjusted his seat.

"Your mirrors next. You need to be able to see what's behind you."

Henry adjusted the mirrors.

Emma then explained how to shift and clutch. Finally, after what seemed like hours to Henry, she let him put it into 1st gear.

As soon as Herbie felt Henry let the clutch out, Herbie jerked into motion and took off, throwing Emma back against her seat.

"Whoa, kid. Slow down!" she yelled as Herbie headed toward the toll bridge.

"I'm not doing anything!" Henry yelled back.

Herbie made a U-turn at the toll bridge and headed back to Granny's Diner where he stopped suddenly and flew open Emma's door.

"What the hell?" Emma cried. "I thought we were going to take this slow."

"It's not my fault! It just took off."

Emma got out and headed into the diner. Henry stayed in the car.

"What just happened?" Henry said out loud. "I bet Leroy did something."

Henry got out and walked around Herbie. He then opened the trunk and stared down at the engine. He didn't see the ragtop slowly slide open.

Inside the diner, Emma threw up her hands as she walked towards Regina.

"He is all yours!" she said, sliding down into the booth next to Hook.

"Well that didn't take long," Regina said smirking.

"He drove like he was in the Indianapolis 500. And he was only in 1st gear! He did a U-turn and came back here and somehow flung my door open."

"Emma, I think you're over exaggerating." Regina replied grabbing her purse and sliding out of the booth. "I think I can handle this."

Emma and Hook watched Regina walk out of the diner.

Outside, Henry was still checking the engine.

"Ok, so Emma's turned the wheel over to me," Regina stated as Henry slammed the trunk lid shut.

He moved toward the driver's door. Regina opened her door then leaned over the top of Herbie.

"I don't like that you're learning on this car. You should be in a safer car, one that at least has airbags. This car could be a death trap."

Suddenly, Herbie's ragtop slid shut, catching Regina's fingers.

"Son of a… What the hell?" Regina cried grabbing her hand. "This car is possessed."

Regina walked around Herbie, feeling for magic.

"I don't understand. It looks like a normal car. There's some kind of magic here that I can't feel."

Emma and Hook walked out of the diner.

"Now what happened?" Emma asked

"This car is possessed. I bet Gold would know something about it."

"Fortunately for us, Gold is gone," Emma replied, putting her hands on Herbie.

"I wonder if Belle would know something," Regina headed towards Gold's Pawn Shop.

"I'm going over to the library. It looks like some sort of race car." Henry took off at a run towards the library.

Location-Storybrooke Public Library

Henry is rolling through the microfiche looking for anything on the car.

"Come on, I know there's gotta be something here."

Suddenly, Henry stopped at a headline that said "Little Car Amazes Fans With A Big Finish" Wednesday, November 28, 1963.

"He was a race car!" Henry cried, reading the article. "Wow, he was famous! He won several races? Really? His driver was… Jim Douglas."

Henry slid over to the library computer and Googled Jim Douglas, race driver.

"Oh my gosh! He's still alive! I gotta talk to this guy."

After searching some more, Henry found where Jim Douglas lived and even a phone number. He pulled out his cell phone and dialed the number. An answering machine picked up.

"Hello, hi, um, this is Henry Mills. I live in Storybrooke, Maine and I think I may have your old race car…"

"Hello, this is Jim Douglas. You found Herbie?"

"Well it found me."

"That would be Herbie. He seems to know when people need him."

"What? He's a guy?" Henry was confused.

"It's kind of hard to explain over the phone. You said you're in Maine? I'll be at Wiscasset Speedway in a couple of weeks for a race."

"You still race?"

Jim laughed. "No, it's mostly for promotions." He gave Henry the location of the track and they agreed to meet.