Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to JK Rowling and Five Nights at Freddy's belongs to Scott Cawthon.

"Hello, my dear." -Golden Freddy/Rose Evens

"Hello? Hello?" -Phone Guy/Someone on the phone

'Dear Harry...' -Writing

"Hey there, Harry..." -Aya

With a blink, Susan turned toward the phone and raised an eyebrow at it. "Huh... this must be the phone call that Harry mentioned he had left for me..."

After a moment, the recording started. "Hello, hello? Hello Susan! Welcome to your one night at Freddy's! Though you'll be thankful that it's not five nights at Freddy's." That caused Susan to blink for a moment. "Well, it might be a little overwhelming for you so I left this phone message for you so that you know what to do. Anyways, there's a bit of a legal thing for you here... Welcome to Freddy Fazbear's Family Pizzeria, a place where fantasy and reality meet. A magical place for adults and children alike. Freddy Fazbear's is not responsible for damage to property or person..."

The phone call played as Susan played with the cameras. "Thanks Harry, but I think that I can..." As the phone call reached the disclaimer, she sat up and stared at the phone. "Wait, what was that about death!?"

However, Harry just continued as it was just a phone call. "Yeah, it sounds pretty bad though the company wants you to not to panic. Hey, at least we get doors to keep them out, though you should conserve power... mainly because of issues with the animatronics. You see, between the hours of midnight and six, they won't see you as being human but rather as a naked endoskeleton when they automatically go on free roam. That means, basically, that they'll grab you if they can and stuff you into a suit since that's against the rules and all. As I told you before, you will die as the wires, crossbeams, and animatronic devices cut into you and pulverize your bones. About the only parts that could be identified as you would be your eyes when they pop out the front of the mask Makes a bit of a mess as it squeezes all the blood and other fluids from your corpse quite honestly. Nothing really to worry about, since it would be pretty quick after some terror."

Susan stared at the phone as she worked her mouth a bit. "Wha-what..." Her mind then returned back to the whole bit about how the place had issues keeping guards and her face went white as it clicked. "Oh, bloody..."

Not a moment later, she turned back to the phone as it continued. "Now this is important as it's Saturday which means that they're more active then usual as they get more active as the week progresses. The thing about the power is that they need to conserve it during the night and if it runs out, the doors and lights won't work and Freddy will personally visit you... Oh! And you should also check the cameras while I'm talking because they're probably already on the move."

With her heart pounding, Susan turned toward the cameras and went to the one on the show stage. "Bonnie and Chica's gone... They're gone!?" A few cameras later as Harry continued to tell her how they operate, Susan found Bonnie in the back room with his face filling the camera. "GAH!"

Finally, Harry finished up the phone call. "Anyways, I hope to see you tomorrow as I'll try and check in on you. Such an easy and boring job, huh? Later!"

Several moments passed as Susan stared at the phone as her eyebrow twitched and then her face went red. "BLOOD SCREW YOU POTTER YOU ASS!"

In the night club, Harry blinked for a moment and then started to cackle which caused Michelle to give him a look from where she sat next to him. "What was that all about?"

Stopping, Harry shrugged as he sipped his coke (without rum). "No clue, I just felt the need to manically laugh out loud for some odd reason." He then grinned a bit which caused Michelle to shake her head. "Anyways... this is actually kind of fun."

There was enough alcohol in Michelle at this point that her normal inhibitions were muted as she continued to watch Harry. After a moment, she turned toward the dance floor where Lisa and Erika were and hummed before her smile grew and she gulped down her drink. She then got off her stool and stood in front of Harry as she grabbed his hand. "Come on, Harry! Drink the rest of that so that we can go and get some dancing done."

Now nervous, Harry gulped a bit. "Er... I don't really know how to dance, Michelle..."

All the young woman did was wink at him with a grin on her flushed face. "So? Good thing that this is a night club then as you don't need to know how to dance! Just follow me on the dance floor as I need to some real fun!"

Having realized that she would not take no for an answer, Harry gulped down the rest of his drink. Then Michelle pulled him out onto the dance floor into the throng of people there and proceeded to show him some muggle dances which really caught his attention.

Gripping her head, Susan leaned forward in her chair. "Why did I take this job?! And I am going to kill Potter when I see him next!"

Outside the security office, Bonnie checked the cameras as he left his position by the door to make sure that they were not on and then looked down the opposite hallway to see Chica. His thoughts screeched to a halt as he saw what was in Chica's hands as she passed by him. Then Bonnie sighed as he rubbed his nose. "You're kidding me, Chica... Are you actually doing that?! For real?!"

The animatronic chicken shrugged as her beak opened in a wide grin. "Why not? Harry told us to have a little fun and I want to know if someone would fall for this..."

Bonnie just stared before he shook his head and threw up his arms. "Are you kidding me Chica?! That's never going to work, it's something from a cartoon! You could be a little serious about this!"

However, Chica just gave a sniff. "I am being serious about this... Being serious about having fun."

For a moment, Bonnie stared at her before he turned his head and banged it on the wall for a few moments much to Chica's amusement. "No one is stupid enough to fall for that!"

Slowly, Chica raised an eyebrow. "Jeff."

There was several moments where Bonnie raised a finger, only to drop it. "Okay, but Jeff was a bloody moron who was thinking with something other then his head... Your pizzas aren't that good after all-yowch!"

Scowling, Chica was walked away with a huff as she ignored the grunt from her friend as he hopped around holding one leg. "Good thing that I'm not using a pizza then... Bon-Bon."

A few moments later, Susan heard something and shut the door. Then there was a tapping sound against the window which caused her to use the light to see Chica there before the animatronic brought up a box into sight. "... Scrabble?" Still with her grin, Chica shook the box some. In her tired and adrenaline fueled state, her finger started to reach for the door button. 'Huh, maybe... Wait a second...' Her eyes narrowed, Susan snapped out of her shock and moved her finger away from the door button. She then crossed her arms. "Nice try..."

Chica just shrugged and lowered the box while she waited for a moment before she left. As she reached the hallway intersection, Bonnie gave her a smirk. "Told you it wouldn't work."

A moment later he was hopping on one foot as he held his other in his hands. Brushing off some imaginary dirt from her shoulder, Chica ignored Freddy who snickered from where he was hiding in the shadows. "At least I'm having some fun, and you can't stop me."

Once his foot stopped hurting and Chica was gone, Bonnie scowled and walked off. "I'm going to my closet... And don't you start, Freddy!"

The bear just held up his hands with a grin. "Wouldn't dream of it..." He waited until Bonnie was just past him before he finished. "Bon-Bon..."

Having stiffened for a moment, Bonnie scowled. "Don't call me that!" He then stomped off. "Bloody nicknames..."

Back in the security office, Susan blinked as she saw Chica in the party room before she turned to Pirate's Cove to see the curtains wide open with the sign now saying "It's Me". Eyes wide, Susan jumped from her chair only to slip on something before she started to pound at where the button was. Finally, she hit it just in time for the door to close before Foxy reached it. Sighing, she slumped back into her chair and looked down before she blinked. "Where did those marbles come from?"

Behind her, a dark cloud dissipated. Call the job that they died on easy would she...

With a sigh, Harry leaned against the balcony banister as he looked up into the starry sky above. A moment later, glass filled with a dark liquid was pushed into his hands by a giggling Michelle. "Here, you should like this."

Giving her a raised eyebrow, Harry took a drink only to pull back some. "What the heck is this?"

All the young woman beside him did was smirk. "Rum and coke, this time with the rum." With a sigh, she sipped at her own drink. "Hope that you had a good time tonight by the way, I know it was your first time being out in a night club."

Harry raised an eyebrow and turned toward the open door from which loud music, though not loud enough to be heard by the neighbours, drifted from. "Doesn't sound like the night is over yet..."

Her expression brightened, Michelle grinned. "That's true enough!"

After he had another sip, Harry glanced over at her. "By the way... Who was that in the picture with you that was on the wall? The woman with the pink glasses who looked like you, I'm assuming that she's your older sister?"

To his surprise, she snorted a bit. "No, that's my mom, Doll." Knowing what his next question would be, Michelle answered it before he could ask. "No, that's not what her real name is, just what everyone calls her... Strangely, she shares her name with Rebecca. Dad sometimes calls her his angel though." Suddenly, Michelle turned to him. "How much do you know about my dad?"

More then a little confused as to the direction that the talk had been going, Harry frowned. "Not much, just that he worked at Freddy's like me and was something of an ass to an extent, though I can't blame him."

With a nod, Michelle looked into her drink with bleary eyes. "Well..."

A moment later, she felt Harry's hand grip hers before she intertwined their fingers. "Hey, you don't need to tell me anything more."

Slowly, Michelle just shook her head. "Nah, you told me so much about you and your family that I don't mind. It's only right that I do the same after all." Taking a sip of her drink, she began as the alcohol in her blood made it a bit easier to talk about. "My dad is a little fucked in the head, now don't get me wrong, he's a wonderful father. But yeah, while he keeps a level head toward me and mom, he does have some issues. It's mainly because of what happened to him as a kid when he was around eight. My great uncle at the time raised dogs, big ones at that. What he didn't tell anyone was that he was breeding them to be used in dog fights."

Already Harry had an idea where this was going and he could feel the dog bite scar on his ankle he had gotten when Ripped had chased him up into a tree, itch. "He got bit, didn't he?"

There was a frown on Michelle's face as she put her glass to the side. "Yeah, dad was in the front yard playing when one of the dogs, this big bruser, got loose and attacked him. From what grandpa told me once, dad got mauled pretty badly with one bite to his head... Add in the infection he got and he's lucky to be alive though it left him kind of... Off-kilter, let's just say." Tilting her head back, she let the night breeze wash over her. "He kept getting in trouble as he grew up, but met mom in secondary school. She was the only kid who did not tease him or make his life hell because of his scars or behaviour. In fact, she was able to keep him calm and focused. They were best friends up until she had to move back to the States. Once she was done though, she came back and the two of them got together."

While he thought it over, Harry took another drink from his glass as he found he liked the burning sensation and the taste. Then, with a sigh, he squeezed her hand. "Thanks for telling me."

Both of them stood there in silence before Michelle spoke up. "So... You did have a good time?"

Already starting to feel warm, Harry nodded as he looked over at her. "Yeah, for once I was just... You know, a normal teen." He squeezed her hand again and she gave him a large smile in return, though it faded somewhat with her next words. "No 'Boy-Who-Lived' stuff, no stares at my scar, no some people thinking that I'm crazy... Just some teen having some fun with his friends." With a shake of his head, Harry put down his now empty glass. "Want to know something?"

Michelle nodded her head as she leaned in some. "Sure, what?"

Softly, Harry smiled as neither of them noticed how close they were side by side. "That's partially why I want to make Freddy's a success again. It would be something that I do with not just my money, but also my own time and effort. Something that I can look back on and say that I helped with which I will be known for. Not for an incident that happened when I was a baby and can't even remember, or something that I stumbled into or was forced to do. Instead, it would be something that I chose to do..." Then he let out a sigh. "Pretty silly, huh?"

For several seconds, Michelle was quiet before she leaned in and, due to feeling rather brave, kissed him on the cheek to his surprise. "No, not silly at all..." With a glance at her nearly empty glass, the young woman nodded before she drained it. Then with a grin, Michelle grabbed Harry's other hand and pulled him away from the balcony railing. "Come on then!"

As he stumbled, Harry looked up at her. "What are you-"

He was cut off though as she pulled him in close and placed her arms around his neck. "Enough of that serious stuff, time to have some fun and lighten the mood." Still smiling, she used one hand and placed one of Harry's arms around her waist. "Now I think that you can do the other." Once the stunned wizard did so, she started to sway to the music that drifted out from inside. "Just follow my lead..."

Unseen by either, just inside the door was Erika and the animatronics who were in the house. There was a soft smile on Erika's face as she pumped a fist as she whispered. "You go Michelle."

Behind her, Theodore held a drunk Lisa with one hand over her mouth as she made muffled noises. "Why is it me that has to deal with her?"

Opal turned and gave him a raised eyebrow. "Because you're the biggest and strongest. Now, shhh! I want to see the rest of this..."

Flipping through the cameras, Susan stopped for a moment as she smelt something. After sniffing, she turned to the right door and blinked as she noticed a cupcake on a plate there. Several moments passed before Susan used the light to see if anyone was there, and even used the flashlight. Then she pressed the door button and closed it. "Nice try..."

Another look caused her to hit the other door only for Foxy to hit it and drain some more power. However, she did have to do a double take as he shoved a piece of paper against the window. 'Come over to the dark side, we have cookies!"

For several seconds she just stared before the witch reached up and rubbed her forehead. "I'm a light-sided person..." It was then that Susan checked the backstage camera and screamed. "AAAARGH!"

By the backstage door, Freddy raised an eyebrow before he looked over at the door as Bonnie walked out of it with a large grin. "... What did you do?"

With a snicker, Bonnie reached behind his head. "Oh... I just did this on camera..." He then pulled forward and took his costume head off to reveal his endoskeleton head. "Man, that scream was so hilarious, she might have pissed her pants!"

Freddy shook his head before he stopped it and cocked it to the side. "Hmm... it's about four-thirty in the morning, right? And she probably nearly is out of power..."

Just then, Chica poked her head out of the door and gave it some thought. "Well... with the fridges closed, the food inside can last the hour or so before power reconnects... And I got her pizza nearly finished too!"

Slowly, Freddy nodded as he started to walk toward the security office. He barely got out of the party room before the whole place went dark so he began to play his song as he entered the office to see Susan crouched under the desk with her eyes wide. After his song stopped, the office descended into darkness and silence before Freddy grabbed Susan and picked her up as she struggled. "LET ME GO! LET ME GO!" However, Freddy ignored this as he brought her into the party room and sat her down at a table. Then Foxy shoved a noisemaker into her mouth before Bonnie placed a party hat on her head. Much to Susan's confusion, Chica came out with a pizza and set it down in front of her as Freddy set up a scrabble board. "... What?"

Chica just clapped her hands together with a smile. "Now that our game is over and we caught you, we get to eat some pizza and play scrabble until it's six AM!"

There was silence before Susan shakingly raised one finger. "Y-y-you're not going to stuff me into a costume?"

All Foxy did was shrug a bit as he set a battery powered lantern up. "Nay, Lass. Tis' a game we play with all the new night guards."

For several moments, Susan twitched. "So... I was never in any real danger?" The animatronics all shook their heads. "And I was scared over nothing..." Once more, they shook their heads. Susan then took a deep breath before she screamed "POTTER YOU BLOODY MOTHER FUCKING ASSHOLE! WHEN I GET MY HANDS ON YOU..."

In Erika's house, Harry snorted and giggled from where he laid on the recliner fast asleep. "Gotcha..."

On top of him, a fully clothed Michelle shifted a bit as she drunkingly snored. What neither of them noticed though was Olive walk in with a camera and take some pictures of the two. Having done that, she scratched her head. "I wonder why mommy wanted me to take these pictures, Laika..."

Said animatronic just shrugged as Rebecca came in with a blanket and draped it over the two sleeping people. "There we go..."

Vicky then poked her head in and smirked. "Psst! Olive, take some more pictures."

Confused, the otter animatronic did so though she still did not know what the big deal was. However, she shrugged off the thought and began to walk away. "Now where did mommy want me to hide the camera again...?"

A stray beam of light came in through the nearly closed curtains and zeroed in on Michelle's closed eye. The light caused her to twitch and slowly wake up. "Nnnmmmm..." She shifted some to get away from the light before she leaned into the warmth that encircled her. 'Mmm... this is nice...' It took a few seconds for Michelle's sleepy and hangover addled mind to realize that the mattress she was on was moving. Which was also unimportant as the next thought that drifted through her mind was that she could feel breaths on her neck as well as a hand on her ass. '... Did I fall asleep on either Lisa or Erika last night again?'

Frowning a bit, she moved her one of her hands as best that she could without waking the person under her. Slowly, the hand moved up the side of the person's body until it came to the chest and drifted over it which caused the person to mumble. "Mmph..."

Suddenly, Michelle froze. 'There's no breast there... and that was a male voice...' One eye cracked open despite the pounding in her head as her hand moved again, this time over her own body. 'Oh hell... I'm in bed or something with Harry?! How much did I drink last night!? Last thing that I remember was laughing as Harry started to get drunk after we danced some. Okay, okay, do the checklist first... So far, we both have on our shirts and judging by what I can feel, my bra is still on. That's a good sign at least. Let's see...' Her hand drifted lower still slowly as to not wake up Harry. 'We both got our pants on, so that's good.' She paused though for a moment. 'Uh...'

Harry then spoke up with his voice thick with sleep and embarrassment. "Michelle... Could you...?" Both their hands moved from where they were as he cracked open his eyes to look at her. "Just to be certain... neither of us did anything last night, right?"

With a gulp, Michelle nodded with her face red. "N-no..." The young woman pointingly ignored Harrys mutters as she continued. "We just slept um... wherever we are..."

It took a moment but Harry shifted under her. "We're in the recliner, I think... Merlin, my head is pounding..."

As she chuckled, Michelle tried to ignore her own bad hangover. "Welcome to your first bad hangover, Harry... It'll pass later." Suddenly, she realized something. "Wait... you said we're in the recliner which means we're in the living room..."

Chuckling could be heard before Erika's voice reached them. "Yes, which means that both me and Lisa have seen you. And no, you won't find were we hid the pictures."

Much to Harry's confusion, Michelle called her a bitch under her breath before she sat up and looked around with her clothing rumpled. "What time is it?"

Amused, Erika leaned against the wall with a large cup of coffee in her hand as she looked rather frazzled and tired. "About ten."

While she stretched, Michelle noticed that Harry was staring at her in a way that caused heat to rise to her cheeks. She glanced at a mirror which was set up in the room so that they could examine themselves before they left, but saw herself looking as frazzled, tired, and beat as normal during a major hangover. "Something the matter, Harry?"

It could have been Harry's massive hangover or how tired he was. Alternatively, it could have been his usual doing things before thinking them through. Most likely though, the next words out of his mouth were likely a combination of all three. "Just that you're beautiful..."

Michelle's eyes widened as she felt her cheeks heat up fully until they were completely red as she stared down at the surprised teen who had his own eyes wide as he realized what he said. For several moments they stared at each other until they heard coughs and sputters and turned to see Erika holding her hand to her face. "Oh God... I think that I just snorted coffee out of my nose..."

However, Harry ignored that as well as how Michelle now straddled his legs (though that was harder) as he looked around. "Anyone see where my backpack went to...?"

Another voice made itself known as Lisa poked her head in. "Yeah, you left it out in the hallway when we got back, give me a moment..." Not even a minute later, she handed him the backpack. "Anyways, I was just going to let you all know that I had breakfast all ready for us and coffee."

The teenaged wizard nodded as he pulled out a vial. "Thanks..." He then popped off the top and looked at it before he offered it to Michelle. "Here, this should help, just have a sip or two."

Dubious, Michelle nonetheless took the potion and, as directed, took two sips. Almost immediately her hangover dropped to where it would have been much later in the day. "Huh... what is this stuff?"

Smiling, Harry passed the vial to Lisa who took two sips with wide eyes and then to Erika. "Hangover relief potion, I had Remus send me some just in case..." Having been given the vial, Harry drained the rest and sighed in relief. "Thank Merlin that I did..."

All of the young women just nodded as they also felt the relief.

After being up for a while that morning, Harry went and laid down on the couch for a nap as they had plans for that night. When he woke up though, it was afternoon and the house was rather quiet and empty. Raising an eyebrow, Harry got up and walked toward the kitchen before he noticed the time. "Two in the afternoon? I've slept most of the day away..." Then he noticed Olive walk in and head for the fridge. "Hey, Olive, do you know if the others have had lunch yet?"

Olive frowned for a moment as she thought it over before she shook her head. "Um, no, I don't think mommy, Auntie Michelle, or Auntie Lisa have had lunch..."

With a smile, Harry patted her on the head. "Well, then I can make them some lunch as a thank you to them." He then walked over to the fridge and looked in. "And they said to help myself... Let's see what I have to work with..."

Behind him, Michelle suddenly spoke up. "Well, we did say that."

Surprised, Harry jerked and his hit head on the fridge. "Ugh..." The young wizard slowly turned. "I wish that people wouldn't sneak... up... on... me? Er..."

If he had been surprised at her walking up behind him, he was literally speechless at the sight of Michelle behind him in nothing more then a bikini. His reaction though was more then enough for her to smirk before she hid it by drinking a cup of juice. "Something the matter, Harry?"

His throat having gone dry, Harry nodded a bit as he tried not to stare, though he did give her a once over. "Um. N-no... But, uh, wh-why are you...?"

As if confused by his reaction, Michelle looked herself over and shrugged. "Dressed like this?" Having waited for him to nod, she smiled and continued. "Me and the others were outside sunbathing to get some vitamin D as well as some nice tans."

With a reddened face, much to Michelle's amusement, Harry nodded as he continued to try not to stare before he turned around. "Uh... I, um, see..." However, he misses how Michelle grinned to herself as she took one of the ice cubes from her drink and sucked off the juice. Once she was sure that there was none left, she began to walk up behind him. "Anything that you might want?"

Michelle hummed a bit before she started to reach for his collar. "Well, anything will do really as long as it's food..."

Humming himself, just as Harry was about to say something was when Michelle grabbed his collar and put the ice cube down it. "GAH! Cold! COLD!"

A laugh exploded from her as she watched Harry dance around. "Oh man, you should see..." Her laughter died as Harry lifted the back of his shirt to let out the ice cube. "What the hell Harry!?" Much to Harry's confusion, he felt her grasp the back of his shirt and place her finger on a bumpy area of skin on his back. "Where the hell did you get this scar from!?"

Sighing, Harry grimaced a bit. "Did... Sally-Ann mention anything about what happened this year?"

There was a frown on Michelle's face before she shook her head. "Not really, I'm not supposed to know about magic at all, remember?"

With another sigh, Harry looked at her over his shoulder. "There was this tournament this year that I was forced into... magic stuff. Anyways, I got that scar during the First Task where I had to get past a nesting mother Hungarian Horntail. She managed to clip me with a spike on her tail."

Frowning even more, Michelle raised an eyebrow. "Could I...?" After a moment, Harry lifted his shirt even more so that she could see it better and shivered as she ran her finger tips over it. "What's a... Hungarian Horntail, you called it?"

His tone dry, Harry rolled his eyes though she guessed it was not at her. "A type of dragon breed, very big and mean with lots of spikes, teeth, and claws."

For a moment, Michelle tried to imagine it and remembered he said it was a nesting mother which caused her to shiver. Then she noted some long, scars that looked like something had clawed him which she ran a finger over. "These if you don't mind me asking?"

Looking over his shoulder, Harry frowned. "Even though Aunt Rose and me managed to destroy the Marionette, it's claws did get in a swipe on my back, I'm just lucky that no one noticed me get a new security shirt the day after or how I was bandaged a bit. Thankfully, it was just a few scratches."

Pulling away slightly, Michelle waited for him to let his shirt drop into place. Then to his surprise, she just hugged him from behind. "Sorry for bringing it up, it's just that I saw the scars and, well..."

Not really understanding what she meant, Harry only nodded as he tried not to focus too much on the feeling of her pressed against his back. "It's okay..."

Unknown to him, of course, Michelle felt her curiosity bubbling under the surface but squashed it. After all, she didn't want to push him too much though the scars she saw made things a bit more real. Unseen by either, Lisa had watched the whole thing before she turned around and quietly walked back toward the door heading to the backyard. Just as she reached it, Erika was about to come in and she grabbed her friend's arm which caused Erika to raise an eyebrow. "What's up?"

Lisa shook her head and tilted her head back toward the door. "Come on, let's just go back outside and..." She frowned a bit which caused her friend to blink before she gave a shaky smile. "Let's leave those two alone for a bit... and mind giving me a bit of a hug?"

Now really curious, Erika wrapped her arms around the other girl with a frown. "Mind telling me what is going on?"

With a sigh, Lisa maneuvered her back outside. "Not really my story to tell..."