Are any of you here into the Miraculous Ladybug fandom? I am! I've written four stories so far for it! I'm planning a crossover with that and Harry Potter right now, so I'd just love to know if anyone here is interested in reading that and checking out my current Miraculous works!
Thank goodness he'd learnt a spell to keep his glasses from falling off as he moved about (or rather, as the violent winds moved him about), Harry thought as he faced off against Icy and Stormy, with Roxy at his side. And thank goodness he remembered the spell Hermione had used to repel water from his glasses too, in that third year Quidditch match all those years ago...
Both of those spells had come in pretty handy in Harry's current situation.
The wind around them howled loudly in Harry's ears as they fought.
It was powerful enough to carry him in mid-air as if he could fly on his own and somewhere in the back of his mind, he was terrified that the wind would stop at any time and send him plummeting to his death and was thinking that he much preferred flying on a broom or the hover bikes, but he quickly quashed his temporary fear flare-up.
He'd been in much more terrifying situations than this before.
Sad, really...
Icy threw a blast of ice at him, but it collided with an energy blast that Roxy had sent at Stormy, creating a rather spectacular light show.
The sea roared below them, the waves reaching extremely high levels that also threatened to bat him out of the sky.
He tried not to think of that possibility too much.
He somehow managed to roll out of the way of an energy blast from Stormy even while tumbling about in the air and flung off a spell he'd read about in the De L'Or family tome.
Emitting a dark blue light, it hit Stormy's feet, coating them in what appeared to be some sort of dark blue gemstone.
The sudden weight of the storm witch's feet startled her enough to break her hold on the storm she'd been controlling and made her plummet to the ground.
The suddenness of the wind made him plummet to the ground as well, but Roxy dove down to catch him, his toes skimming the top of the seawater as she hauled him back to the shore.
"That was a close one..." Harry breathed.
"I'll say..." Roxy readied herself for another attack from the duo of witches as they both heard the sounds of sirens in the distance.
Stormy lay in the sand, unable to move her feet, due to their weight which only increased as the gemstone slowly spread up from her feet to halfway up her calves.
Icy landed opposite from them, next to the storm witch an expression on her face that unsettled the two teens.
It wasn't full of fury or even annoyance, but it was calculating.
Neither of them liked it one bit.
"Why you little..." Stormy moved to attack them, but Icy threw up an ice wall between her sister witch and the fairy and wizard.
"Hold on, Stormy..." Icy spoke as if an idea was forming in her head. "I have an idea here that would be beneficial to all of us. At least, for now..."
Stormy, Harry and Roxy all looked at the ice witch as if she had gone completely out of her mind.
Stormy voiced as much.
"Are you crazy, Icy? What are you even suggesting? They're the enemy and you're just going to let them walk away with the proper thrashing that they deserve?" Stormy exclaimed while attempting to break the spell on herself.
"Interesting spell you just cast there just now..." As Icy spoke, she glanced between Stormy and Harry. "I sense the dark magic in it. What is that?"
"That's none of your bloody business!" Harry exclaimed, flinging off a hex, which was casually deflected with the flick of a hand by the pale-haired witch.
"The alleged hero of that Britain place, using dark magic. Feels like something that comes from my side of the fence too. Oh my, my..." Icy mused.
Stormy struggled to break the spell on her, which was now beginning to engulf her knees.
"What the hell is this?!" Stormy screamed at him.
"A spell with a nonverbal incantation, doesn't need any particular wand movement and will continue to not just coat you in the stuff but actually transfigure you into it if I don't stop it." Harry twirled his wand almost casually.
"What if we kill you?" Stormy snarled. "It should stop then!"
"Nope. One benefit of this kind of dark magic is that even if I die, the spell will continue on, turning you into a full-on gemstone statue. Plus if you actually killed me, who knows? Maybe it would just speed up the process!" Harry chuckled.
Roxy looked at him strangely. "Harry..." she started, but one wink from him made her go quiet.
What was he planning?
"Looks like we're at a little standstill here. Roxy and I would like to go about our daily lives in peace and I have a bone to pick with someone that isn't you and if you kill us, we don't get to off a certain dark tosser. You on the other hand, are already down a member. There's only two of you left. Can't afford to lose another one, can you?" Harry asked calmly, gesturing to Stormy.
Roxy perked up. "That's right!" she exclaimed. "What do you think is going to happen when that gemstone... whatever kind it is... reaches your lungs? Your heart? Your brain?"
"Hmm... I have heard that Earthling fairies could be more ruthless than the ones we're usually against, but for you to actually agree with him..." Icy looked mildly surprised.
"He speaks the truth. Besides, I don't have the long history with you that the Winx do." Roxy pointed out.
"Aside from you attacking my friends in Hogsmeade that one time, I don't have any personal reasons to be fighting you either. Besides, I have bigger fish to fry right now. A fish by the name of Lord Voldemort."
Icy and Stormy growled at the very mention of the name.
"He killed Darcy! We cannot let him get away with that... he needs to pay..." Icy seethed.
"He killed my parents and harmed or allowed to be harmed so many other people from my world..." Harry added.
"He kidnapped one of my subjects and while you two certainly are still threats, Lord Voldemort is kinda threatening to wipe out an entire country right now." Roxy said.
"I propose that we call this little fight of ours a draw." Icy said.
Harry raised an eyebrow.
He had been more aiming towards distracting the two witches until help could arrive as there was no way he could possibly win a fight while being tossed about like a rag doll, but this...
He was listening.
"I'm listening," Harry motioned for Icy to continue, while eying Stormy, the gemstone now reaching about halfway up her thighs.
"You undo this spell on Stormy and stay out of our way until you destroy Voldemort and we won't cast a single spell against you." Icy said. "We have our own bone to pick with him right now. He's our mutual enemy."
"How do we know you aren't lying, Icy?" Roxy snapped. "You could be trying to trick him- to trick us! How do we know that the next time we cross paths, we won't end up in ice coffins or be fried internally with lightning bolts?"
"The idea is very appealing to me right now..." Harry heard Stormy mutter.
"We have no time to be bothered with you when there are bigger matters at hand. Now, are you going to release the spell on Stormy here or am I going to have to kill you both?" Icy asked, the underlying threat made quite clear via her tone.
Roxy prepared herself to fight, her hands clenched at her sides and a spell waiting on her lips as Harry clenched his wand even firmer than he had been before.
"Like Roxy said, how do I know she isn't lying? I know that she... they both have something personal against Voldemort, but they caused it... They tried to double cross him- and not in an effort to do good either..." Harry thought.
In the distance, he could hear the sounds of police approaching. He didn't have much time.
He looked at Roxy.
Roxy looked back at him and although her expression looked uncertain, she nodded her okay.
Harry made his choice.
Pointing his wand at Stormy, the parts of her body that had been changed to gemstone reverted back to their usual, fleshy selves.
Slowly, the frizzy-haired witch got to her feet and glared him down.
Harry glared right back and as he did, he became vaguely aware that Roxy was now holding his hand firmly and also glaring down the two witches.
"You've kept your end of the bargain, so we'll keep ours. But just to make this look like we haven't gone soft to outsiders..." Stormy suddenly swiped her hand and a gust of wind picked them up and tossed them into the sea.
Icy and Stormy cackled madly as they teleported out.
Harry was swearing every swear word that he could in his thoughts as he struggled to stay afloat and keep hold of his wand at the same time.
"Why am I not surprised that they had to take a parting shot like that?" Roxy muttered darkly as she too, tried to fight the violent waves and help Harry out of them at the same time.
"MORPHIX BUBBLE!"
Harry suddenly found himself engulfed in a giant pink bubble that floated up into the air, as did Roxy.
When he glanced up (though his eyes were still burning from the water and he was still coughing it up), he saw the vague image of a darker skinned fairy, moving about her hands and wherever she moved them, the bubble they were in seemed to move as well.
Soon after, the bubble landed on the shore and popped, making Harry and Roxy collapsed to the ground, both of them still coughing up water, the former relinquishing her hold on her fairy form.
"That's enough water for today," she breathed. "I don't need to go swimming for a while..."
"I don't need to bother learning how to swim. I've had enough of large bodies of water for a long time..." Harry coughed.
"A pity, because I really would have wanted you both to come visit my planet someday." Two dark hands reached out to help them up and when Harry's vision cleared slightly, he saw that they belonged to Aisha.
"Thanks for the save, Aisha..." Roxy said once she recovered.
"I second that..." Harry wiped his hair out of his eyes and muttered a spell using his wand to dry off himself.
"No problem. I felt like coming to Magix for a little downtime from my royal duties and I end up in the tail end of a Trix attack..." Aisha shrugged as if the matter she was speaking of was an everyday occurrence.
Though, as Harry had to remind himself, according to the stories, it certainly must have seemed that way to her when she herself was a student at Alfea College...
"Everything around me is a bloody blur now. Don't tell me I lost my glasses..." Harry groaned.
"Fine then. We won't." Harry heard the chuckle in Aisha's voice and was not amused.
"There's still the problem of the weather right now. Even though Stormy has left and it's calmed down a bit, it's still not as it should be..." Roxy's hair whipped around in the wind as they spoke.
"The Magix Meteorology Service is sending out people to take care of that. I came out here when the commotion started and helped rescue others, but when I heard that you two were missing, I had to come look for you..." Aisha helped them remain steady on their feet as they walked away for a bit and once she was confident enough that they wouldn't fall over, she relinquished her hold on them.
"Come. I'll take you to the shuttles. They're getting people out of this mess and to safety right now. They'll take you back to Alfea and Red Fountain. And whatever you do, don't leave there until all of this is over!" Aisha exclaimed.
"As if I would want to," Harry thought. "I get into enough trouble as it is, without deliberately looking for it..."
"Although," he wondered as he and Roxy boarded a shuttle together. "My little agreement with the Trix might just be that..."