Maverick Hunter Potter

It was the dawn of another school year. Harry, Hermione, and Ron were getting on the train for the start of their fifth year at Hogwarts, and Harry was more than ready to begin. He was happy to return to his home. He gazed fondly up at the scarlet locomotive that was to take them to Hogwarts.

"Harry!" Ron bellowed.

Harry blinked and turned to the call of his friend.

"Yeah?" Harry questioned the tall red head.

"We need to get on!" Ron chided.

Harry nodded once before he boarded the train and the Golden Trio made their way to a compartment. Not long afterward they were joined by Ginny.

However, fate's hand rarely gives us a hand that's in our favor.

The four student relaxed in the compartment, expecting Malfoy's ritualistic visit and to be able to greet the lady with the food trolley when Ginny posed a question.

"Hey Harry?" She suddenly asked.

"What is it Ginny?" Harry asked.

"What do you look for in a girl?" She asked.

Harry leaned back in his seat and frowned thoughtfully.

"I know that expression." Hermione grinned at Harry.

"What do you mean?" Ron asked in his usual clueless manner.

"He's thinking hard. While he does that why don't you answer Ginny's question?"

"Blimey! My own sister was trying to get that kind of information from her brother?"

"Yes Ron, that's exactly what happened." Hermione replied dryly.

"I...suppose." Ron mumbled as Ginny giggled at him.

"Bloody Hell this is hard. Lemme see...She's gotta be...hot? Yeah, she needs to look good." Ron nodded, pleased with his description.

"Anything else?" Ginny asked, trying to help calm Hermione down.

"I s'pose that she'd need to be a quidditch fan." He shrugged.

"Is that all?" Ginny interrupted Hermione's mounting irritation.

"She'd...hmmm...Need to like me? Yeah! That's one thing...I'd like it if she was a Cannon fan too." Ron added, still not noticing how furious Hermione was getting with his shallowness.

"Harry, what about you?" Ginny desperately tried to keep Hermione from launching herself at Ron and hexing him into oblivion.

"Well...I guess I've figured it out." Harry mused.

"Well?" Ginny demanded impatiently.

"What brought this up anyways?" Harry tried to avoid answering.

"Just answer the question." She replied shortly.

"Okay, fine. I suppose I'd want a girl who wasn't just after my fame. A girl who sees me for who I am. Someone that I could call an equal, a partner. I guess I'd want her to not only be a girl to date, but to befriend. I'd want a girl who wasn't afraid to say no to me. I'd look for a loyal girl, someone who cares about me enough to stop me from doing something stupid. Even if she feared my reaction." Harry thought.

Ginny didn't notice Hermione's breath catch in shock.

"I'd prefer to date a girl who's intelligent, and diligent in her beliefs. Someone who stands up for what she believes in." Harry nodded at that.

"Bloody Hell, what's wrong Hermione?" Ron asked.

"It's nothing!" She replied.

Her voice was slightly off as she spoke.

"Sounds like Hermione...wait, it sounds like you have a crush on Hermione?" Ron said in shock.

"Nice time for him to start developing a brain..." Hermione muttered so lowly that no one heard her.

"Hermione sees you for who you are right?" Ron asked.

Harry nodded absentmindedly.

"Is she a partner of yours?"

Harry nodded pleasantly again, still not really listening to Ron.

"Hermione's your friend right?" Ron asked.

"What? Oh yeah." Harry agreed before sinking back into his musings of the 'perfect girl'.

"Did Hermione tell McGonnagall about your Firebolt in third year? Why did she do it?" Ron asked.

"Hmm? Firebolt? Oh yeah, she did tell McGonnagall. I suppose she did to keep me safe." Harry agreed.

Suddenly he realized something.

"Wait a second...You aren't suggesting that I..." Harry began.

Ron grinned.

"I'm pretty thick but wow, you take the prize for thickness when it comes to feelings. Who's more intelligent or diligent than Hermione?" Ron added with a smirk.

Harry blushed.

"W-well..." Harry stuttered.

"If it isn't Potty with his pet Mudblood." A voice that Harry was tired of hearing sneered.

"I was curious Hermione, how does that curse work again? Do you mind demonstrating it for me? We have a perfect target right now after all." Harry spoke.

"Which one? The barely legal one or the humiliating one?" Hermione asked sweetly.

"Can you show me both? I'm certain if I saw it I could get it right."

"What are you talking about Potter?" Malfoy sneered.

Harry waved his hand in a certain fashion and Malfoy paled.

"You wouldn't." Malfoy whispered.

"Are you willing to take the risk?" Harry smirked back.

"Let's go." Malfoy muttered to his two book ends.

"That worked well." Harry grinned in satisfaction after the door closed behind them.

"You do realize that there isn't a curse to do that right?" Hermione asked with a raised eyebrow.

"I didn' think there was and if there was that'd just be..."

"Wrong?" Ron asked in a shaky voice.

Harry nodded in agreement.

"Before we continue to shudder why don't we play a game?" Ginny suggested.

The other three agreed wholeheartedly.

By the time the sun had set and they were drawing near the castle the teens felt secure that nothing was going to happen. As with every bad thing...That's when it happened.

Suddenly the train screeched to a halt, the four students in the compartment were thrown and knocked senseless by the impact.

"What happened?" Harry groaned as he tried to clear his head.

On top of him he felt something...soft.

"Ohh..." The soft thing on top of him groaned.

"H-Hermione?" Harry squeaked.

"Oww..." She mumbled as she dizzily rolled off of him.

"What happened?" The two Rons wondered as he rubbed his head.

"I dunno." Both Ginnys groaned as she pushed her brother's feet off of her lap.

"How'd you end up like THAT?" Harry questioned Ron.

"I got thrown. How'd you end up on the floor?" Ron retorted.

"Right, wands out." Harry groaned as he opened his trunk.

It had barely missed his head after it had fallen. It took him a few times to grab the right trunk.

"Hello children." A cruel voice taunted as the door slid open to their compartment.

"Malfoy?" Both Ginnys gasped at the Death Eaters.

"Perhaps, and then again, maybe not." The voice replied silkily.

By this point Harry had managed to find his wand.

"Now, now." The Death Eaters chided Harry. "You won't need that. I'm here to do just one thing...and only one."

"Kill me right?" Harry snarled.

"Not quite. An admirable assumption however." The two Death Eaters replied in tandem as screams could be heard further down the train.

"Then why?" He demanded as he pulled Hermione behind him protectively.

She was still mostly out from the impact. A massive knot could easily be identified on her forehead.

Harry fired a spell at the left Death Eater, however, the beam shot through him as if he wasn't there.

"Bad Aim Potter." The voice chided and sprung into action.

The Death Eater flicked his wand and due to the fact that there was so little space and Harry was still seeing double from the hit the group was bound by thick cords. In his and Hermione's case they had been bound together.

"How pathetic. They prophetically ordained protector defeated so easily." Lucius chuckled as he began an intricate movement of his wand.

"What are you doing?" Harry tried to glare at the correct Malfoy but they kept moving!

Finally the wizards roared in a cruel voice.

"Vestri animus defaeco!" And an unholy light swallowed Harry, and by proxy; Hermione.

Darkness. They were falling...falling...falling...

Slowly, Harry began to open his eyes.

"What...What happened?" Harry groaned in pain.

He blinked several times before he realized he was lying in an alleyway.

"Hermione!" Harry yelled.

She had been sucked into that light too!

He forced himself to stand, as he did he stumbled a little bit but managed to gain his balance. Once he did he looked around the dimly lit area. Then, he noticed her. She was lying on the ground, just a few feet to his left.

Harry stumbled over to Hermione and shook her gently.

"Hermione? Are you okay?" He asked.

She groaned tiredly before she blinked in confusion.

"Harry where are we?"

"I have no idea." He admitted.

"Well, let's find out." She said as she slowly stood.

She clutched her head after she had stood up but shook it off and moved ahead of Harry.

"Hey! Wait up!" Harry protested and moved beside her.

Once the reached the edge of the alley their eyes widened in shock.

"I don't think we're in Kansas anymore Toto." Hermione muttered.

"Huh?" Harry asked.

"You've never seen the-" Hermione began before she stopped herself and spoke anew.

"-Nevermind. This is all so...so..advanced."

"Hey! You two it isn't safe here!" A person wearing what Harry could only define as the most colorful armour he had seen said as he ran up to them.

"What do you mean?" Harry asked as the being grabbed his and Hermione's hands.

It was a rather forceful, but surprisingly gentle grab at the same time.

"What are you doing?" Hermione screeched.

"Owww! Easy there! I've got enhanced sound receptors! Didn't you hear the evacuation notice? There's a huge outbreak of hostile activity in the area."

"Outbreak?" Harry questioned as the physically superior person drug them away from the alley.

The blue and red armored giant of a man nodded.

"Right, the Government is doing what it can but there's a lot of casualties in the Hunter Division. The Seventeenth and Zero Squadrons can't even move forward and that's saying a great deal!" The man explained.

"The Seventeenth and Zero squads?" Harry mouthed to Hermione.

She shrugged as they were dragged along rather forcefully.

A few minutes later they were rather quickly hustled onto a white shuttle with a large 'H' Adorning it's side.

Dozen's of people and odd Animal looking beings were on board.

Harry was curious about that.

"Do you know what happened Hermione?" Harry asked in a low whisper as they sat down on one of the soft benches.

The shuttle had been compartmentalized and they were in a compartment with only one other individual. He sat stiffly, as though he was uncomfortable in the confined location. And his large silver eyes were nearly unblinking. He was garbed in a metal type of armor and if he moved Hermione and Harry didn't notice.

"Attention: All humans please fasten your seatbelts, all Reploids under Classification four please be seated as well. I repeat, all humans please fasten your seatbelts, and all reploids under class four please be seated."

"Reploid?" Harry wondered quietly.

"Harry what was the last thing Lucius said?" Hermione asked.

Harry frowned.

"I think it was something like Vestris animu defaca! or something similar." Harry replied.

"Computing...Vestri animus defaeco Base words Latin. Translation: Your Soul Purged." The individual sitting nearby said to them.

"You...heard me?"

"Correct." The silvery armored person replied.

"How?" Harry asked.

"It is my duty to act as a translator for humans. Be it within a Library as was my last station or inside a Hunter Shuttle." The human looking character replied.

"Can you do definitions as well?" Hermione asked.

"Yes Ma'am. I can." The strange person replied.

"Define "Reploid" please."

"Reploid: Artificial Life form based on the designs of 'Mega Man X'. Reploids are known for their superior strength, speed and stamina. Reploids are found in all parts of everyday life now. Typically they are given jobs that are too dangerous for a human to undertake or jobs that require advanced mental processing speed such as many scientists and Military commanders."

Harry suddenly had a terrible thought.

"Can you give historical information as well?" He asked.

"Yes I can sir." The odd being replied.

"What happened in the years 1990-2000?" Harry asked.

"...Accessing Database...No data available from before 2108 A.D. My apologies." The being replied.

"Before 2108 there's no data?"

"That's correct sir."

"Hey, are you trying to harass a poor service reploid?" From the doorway a jackal looking being demanded as metal claws extended from his front paws.

"No! I'm just trying to..."

"That's quite enough!" Another being approached.

He had long silvery hair, a red visor mounted on his helmet and green armor.

"Sorry Dynamo. I was just..."

"Bounty Hunters don't get paid if they do things they aren't supposed to." Dynamo chided the blue and yellow bipedal jackal.

"Thanks..." Harry and Hermione smiled nervously at the much taller warrior as the Jackal moved away.

"It's fine kids. Just be careful, he's a bit sensitive to Reploid discrimination."

"Reploid discrimination?" Harry questioned with a whisper to Hermione.

"What backwater nation are you from? Most countries have humans that hate reploids. They say that 'roids are destroying the world and such." Dynamo explained.

Harry blushed.

"You must not be used to Reploids eh? We have excellent hearing, sight, and mobility. If you find yourself in a fight...try to stay away from the 'roids. Odds are as long as they ain't maverick they'll leave you alone."

"Thanks." Harry nodded in appreciation.

Dynamo nodded pleasantly before he left the area.

"Can you define maverick?" Hermione questioned the assistant Reploid.

"Maverick: A renegade Reploid that typically causes damage to property and or life. There is a faction of Mavericks that most Mavericks join. This faction's main leader has been a Reploid Named 'Sigma'. A former Maverick hunter gone rogue. Mavericks have done severe damage in the past and are the primary targets of the anti terrorist group the "Maverick Hunters", also known as the Irregular Hunters."

A few hours later the shuttle landed and the duo was taken to a small room with a desk and a reploid on the other side.

His armor had a small red 'H' engraved on his right shoulder.

"Hello, can I have your names please? This is for official records." The reploid asked.

"Sure, My name is Harry Potter, and this is Hermione Granger."

The reploid typed the information onto a green holographic keyboard that appeared as the reploid moved his hands.

"Harry Potter...There are no records of either one of you. Strange...Then again...after all these disasters...Tell me did you come from the European Sector?" The reploid asked.

"Yes, how did you know?"

"First your lack of data, and the accent was the other thing that gave it away." The reploid said smugly.

"Lack of data?"

The reploid looked at Harry sympathetically.

"You got to America before the disasters struck huh? Do you...do you have family there?" The reploid questioned sadly.

"No my parents died when I was one." Harry shook his head.

Hermione shook her head as well.

"Well, that makes my job a little easier then." The reploid sighed in relief.

"What do you mean?" Harry asked.

"England was hit by Mavericks about three weeks ago. And the rest of Europe is still radioactive from the Eurasia incident as I'm sure you're aware."

"R-right." Harry agreed.

"You're lying. You didn't know about the Eurasia incident?"

"Umm..."

"Well, I think you two might be suffering from amnesia. If that's the case... I'm going to ask questions and I need you to answer them to the best of your ability."

"Okay." Harry agreed.

Hermione nodded in agreement.

"Who is the commander of the Seventeenth Unit?"

"Err..."

"Ummm..."

"What is the capital of Japan?"

"Tokyo?" The two teens asked.

"Sorry, no. What's the government in charge of the hunters?"

"The U.N.?" Hermione guessed.

"The what? No."

"It seems as though you're not only suffering from amnesia but confused. What happens to citizens with amnesia?"

"They go to the hospital facilities?" Harry wondered.

"Partially correct. It looks like we will have no choice but to keep you here in Hunter HQ until you recover enough to return to civilian life."

"What?" Harry and Hermione exclaimed in shock.

"I'm convinced. You have no idea about what's going on." The blue and red armored reploid nodded.

Okay, I thought I was done with Crossovers but this one...just wouldn't leave me alone! A HP/Mega Man X Cross.

Set between Book 5 and MMX6 and up.

Well, I think that I've cleared out my collection of crosses and now I can get back to pure HP fics...

Mega Man X might seem like it's for 'kids' but if it is...then it's the hardest kids game out there...ever. Furthermore, it has a tragic storyline on top of that. The main characters sacrifice so much and people want more. They're hated, under-appreciated, and reviled.

Good, fun...and very tough games...Just try to avoid X7, X8's good though. I've played em all ^.^

I've still got such an army of fics to post here it isn't funny...

As to the title...I just liked the sound of it and it somehow reminded me of Seel'Vor's "Harry Potter Power Ranger?" (vaguely) and that made me laugh a little bit ^.^ Once that happened...It became it's working title for the time being.

Yes, the introduction to the MMX world was influenced by "Two out of Time" and that's the Only HP/MM cross to date that I've come across. But the idea that volde used magic to 'banish' Harry to a world that never was (in his) worked just fine to explain the HOW. Besides, the real fun is in the 'other world' as it were. Don't worry. I've got plans to make sure that MMX doesn't dominate everything or anything like that.

Questions/Comments, please leave a review/Pm so I can read em and answer appropriately.

Wow, this AN's getting long winded...So I'll cut off here.