Wargames 2: New Dawn

Summary: Lost in time, Harry was thrown into the Red Alert 3 timeline, discovered by the Alliance, Harry agrees to help them fight the Red Menace, no matter the cost.

Disclaimer: Obviously I do not own Red Alert or anything you recognise related to it, that all belongs to EA. I also do not own Harry Potter, which belongs to J.K Rowling

Timeline: Red Alert 3

Pairing: Harry/Multi

Prologue: Appearance

"Another crushing defeat by Premier Cherdenko's forces has pushed the Allied Forces completely out of Mainland Europe, the final defeat on the coast of France…" The voice of the news reporter was cut off as the TV was switched off.

"Again, again and again that's all the news that has been mentioned." The man holding the remote muttered in anger as he threw the control to the other side of the room, the small device smashing. "He keeps pushing and we keep fleeing!" The man continued ranting in anger.

"Of course there is another reason behind your ranting." The voice of General Bingham spoke and the man froze spinning round and standing at attention.

"Sir!" The man responded and General Bingham smiled.

"At ease commander, at ease." He said and the Commander relaxed. "But as I said there is another reason behind this destructive display of yours isn't there." He commented and the Commander nodded.

"Yes sir, that town that was just levelled in our last stand in Europe was my home. I moved there several years ago and well in all fairness… it was a hell of a nice place." The Commander explained and Bingham smiled.

"Yes I can tell."

"I want to be reassigned." The commander suddenly said and Bingham frowned.

"Reassigned? But you're needed here." Bingham protested and the Commander shrugged.

"We have dozens of commanders, the majority of them are currently out there fighting. This desk job where I organise everything without being there is killing me, I can't stand by and watch as people die."

"Perhaps, but right now I can't afford to move you. With our forces pushed out of Europe, the Soviets will no doubt be attacking soon." Bingham continued and the Commander nodded his head.

"Do we have any details on where they will try and attack?" He asked and Bingham nodded his head.

"Our intelligence indicates that they will try to strike from Brighton Beach. They may try smaller assaults in different locations but that one will be the main focus of their attacks…" He trailed off as the lights above their head flickered repeatedly. He glanced at the Commander, "what in the world?" He muttered as the lights exploded, raining fragments of glass down on them. They covered their heads protecting themselves from the glass as they frowned turning to look at the video display as it turned on. "Eva, what is going on?" Bingham questioned.

"I don't know sir, reports have just shown a large fluctuation in the power grid… something just caused an overload." She said as she tapped away at the keyboard for her computer.

"Don't worry too much, I'll look into it." The Commander spoke and Bingham looked at him and nodded his head Eva taking this as her cue to leave nodded her head and the screen flashed off again. "Besides, it's highly unlikely it was anything major, probably just a power surge or something." The Commander offered with a shrug as the door behind him opened.

Moving quickly, the Commander spun round, stepping in front of Bingham as he drew his sidearm pointing it at the door. Ordinarily this would be seen as an overreaction for someone walking into a room.

But when the door that had just been opened was one to a closet. The figure stepped out, hand rubbing at his eyes as he muttered under his breath. "Gah, stupid Trip… probably set it up to dump me in the stupidest place ever…" the person trailed off as he looked up and saw the two and the gun pointed at him.

"Identify yourself!" The Commander snapped and the person stopped walking, placing his hands up in a calming gesture.

"Don't shoot I'm not a threat!" He quickly spoke.

"I said identify yourself!" The Commander snapped again and the person nodded his head, his eyes locked on the gun in front of him.

"My name is Harry Potter, I have no clue as to where I am or what happened or how I got in there, I am not here to cause any problems and this is all one huge mistake." He spoke and the Commander kept the pistol aimed at him. "Can you please lower the gun? I'm not going to do anything." Harry asked nicely and the Commander looked at Bingham who slowly nodded.

"How did you get in there?" The Commander asked and Harry paused before he spoke, looking thoughtful.

'What do I say? Do I admit to time travel? Sounds like a really bad thing to do… they might try and grill me for information about technology.' Harry pondered as he looked at the two. 'Guessing from the uniform, they're military… just great, I have no idea how far the statue of secrecy goes… The Ministry isn't going to be happy.' Harry continued cursing his luck as the TV turned on.

"General, The Soviets are moving faster than expected. Reports indicate that their initial attack is already happening!" Eva spoke as she flicked through a report a look of panic on her face.

"Shit!" The Commander cursed and looked at Eva. "Get security up here and prepare my tactical interface, I'll be there in a moment." He spoke and Eva nodded.

"Good Luck sir," she spoke and the screen flicked off. The Commander turned around to face Harry again.

"You say you're here by accident, I'll take a chance at this moment. When security arrives, go with them. You wont be in any danger but I still have some questions for you." The Commander spoke and turned to the General. "Things are going to get interesting out there aren't they?" he questioned and Bingham smiled.

"That they will, Commander Giles will be assisting you in this operation. I know you two will show the Commies whose boss." Bingham said as Security turned up. The commander gestured to Harry and the guards walked over to him. Harry hesitated for a moment before letting out a quiet sigh and was escorted out of the room.

"Well… I better get moving. General." The Commander spoke up, snapping to attention.

"Good luck Commander." The General responded and watched as the man exited his office.

Heading through the Headquarters. The Commander made his way down to the war room. Several of the Alliance bases had them built for the commanders, it was a new way to oversee the battle, allowing the commanders to react to the changes of the battle field with a quicker speed. As he made his way down he stopped at the Security Checkpoint, flashed his ID to the guard and pressed his hand against the palm reader. The reader beeped a few times before a small red light flicked off turning green and the door slid open. Walking into the darkened room he looked around.

"Lights!" He called out and smiled as a couple of lights turned on revealing the Interface chair for him. He sat down watching as the monitors flicked up around him. Smiling he saw the video link to Commander Giles spark to life.

"Commander, its good to see you again." Giles spoke and he nodded his head.

"It's good to see you too Giles, its been a while." He responded as the overlay for the area the soviets were attacking started to load up. "I'm surprised you've not got yourself set up with one of these interfaces." He added as he Looked at the background around Giles, seeing the bookcase that was against the wall.

"Maybe in the future, I don't think now would be the best time to play around with new toys don't you?" He asked with a smile.

"This is true, you're good, don't want to jinx us." He laughed as he looked over the map. "Ready to go?"

"Of course." Giles said as the battlefield loaded up into view for the Commander.

HPW2

Harry cursed his luck, he was sat in a chair, in a small interrogation room, it was plain, empty blue box of a room except for the mirror, which Harry guessed was only one way with someone on the other side keeping an eye on him. In the room were a table and two chairs, one that Harry was sitting in furthest away from the door and one on the other side of the table. He leant back in the chair, placing his hands behind his head as he looked up at the ceiling, trying to keep a calm exterior as he pondered what to say when they came to question him.

"The trouble that I get myself into… Dumbledore's going to love this…" He trailed off as he closed his eyes, a yawn escaping his lips surprising himself with how tired he felt. "But something doesn't seem right… when were we at war?" Harry questioned as different questions ran through his head. The biggest one completely unanswered.

Where was Hoshi in all of this?

HPW2

The Commander looked at him through the one way mirror. "Whose Dumbledore?" He asked as he lifted his cup of tea to his lips.

"Eva's looking into it at the moment but she did find something interesting about Mr Potter." One of the assistants spoke up as he held the folder to the Commander. He opened the folder with one hand looking at the records kept inside and frowned as he read over it. "Interesting, very interesting." He spoke as he closed the folder. He put his cup down on to the side and exited the room walking next door to the interrogation room and after a couple of seconds opened the door. "You lied to me."

"What?" Harry asked, caught by surprise as he sat up in his chair focusing on the Commander.

"We looked you up. Mr Potter… I have to say you look a lot older than a six year old kid." He spoke and Harry gaped at the man.

"It's 1986?" He questioned and muttered a curse under his breath, bringing a hand up and rubbing at his eyes. "Great I didn't make it back correctly…" Harry muttered, his voice barely above a whisper but the Commander heard but didn't say anything. "But… that doesn't make sense, if this was 1986, the technology is too advanced, we had nothing like what I saw around here… did the time jump alter history?" He muttered again and the Commander stared at him in shock.

"Did you say Time Jump?" the Commander questioned more in surprise and disbelief than anything else. 'That's crazy. Time travel? Really? Does he actually expect me to believe that?' The Commander questioned internally as he watched Harry's reaction. "I mean there is the chronosphere project… but that's nothing like what he seems to be mentioning. Perhaps I should try to learn more. Still sounds crazy but he doesn't seem to be lying to us.' The Commander continued to think as he sat there continuing to watch Harry. "Lets say I believe you… what year did you come from then?" He questioned and Harry looked at him

"The first or the second time?" Harry questioned calming himself down. "Because there is the time I originally started in and the time I went to and now this time… meaning its 1986 here, but things aren't right." Harry said speaking quickly trying to get his own thoughts in line, surprising himself with how calmly he seemed to be taking it.

"Right…" The Commander continued disbelievingly, "lets start off with the first part. What time do you originally come from?"

"1996." Harry responded.

"That would make you sixteen?" He asked and Harry nodded.

"It would except for the time I spent in the further future… I think about a year overall, so I'm 17… possibly 18 depending on what day it is at the moment." Harry continued and the Commander frowned.

"Further in the future?" He questioned slowly. "What year?"

"Erm, off the top of my head… I think it was 2155… didn't really pay much attention, it was around that area. I mean I was shocked to find out I was in the future but the longer I was there the less I focused on the year and just doing what I needed to do." Harry said and the Commander still looked dubious.

"I'll get back to you on this." The Commander said slowly to him and stood up.

"It's a lot to take in, isn't it? I had to live it." Harry continued and then paused a pensive look on his face. "Hang on if this is 1986… I'm still at the Dursley's… maybe I should…" He trailed off looking up at the Commander who stood by the doorway. "Check Number 4 Privet Drive, if things for me are still similar it means I live with my Aunt and Uncle…" He trailed off the sound of distaste in his voice as he looked at the commander. "Get me out of there… well, young me, not current me cause I'm not there. Boy this gets disorientating." Harry continued and saw the look of confusion in the Commander's eyes. "If I still live there then I can pretty much guarantee that things are still the same for me. I was forced to sleep and practically live in a cupboard under the stairs. The Dursley's are two of the most verbally abusive people that they can be. They treated me like a slave the moment I was old enough to reach the stove." Harry continued a haunted look crossing his eyes that made the Commander shiver inside although he managed to keep himself under control.

"I'll look into it." He agreed and turned around opening the door and walking out. "Did you get all that Eva?" He questioned.

"I heard commander. Time Travel? That's perpostorous, something out of a science fiction novel." She responded indignantly.

"Part of me agrees with you, but just the look in his eyes as he spoke… I don't know, I get the feeling he isn't lying to us." The Commander responded calmly as he looked at the folder flipping it open and looking at the picture of the young black haired Harry Potter that they had a hold of. Six years old, looking like he was four years old with how thing he was and the oversized clothes he was forced to wear. "Send a couple of peacekeepers round to his relatives, if the kid is in a condition like he's implying we'll get him out either way." He paused as he flicked through to the next page with the basic information about his parents. "And find out what you can about this 'Hogwarts' place. It looks like some kind of boarding school that both his parents went too."

"Will do commander, anything else?" She questioned.

"Yes, find me all the details you can about this Tom Riddle person that the file mentions. I want to know how we weren't alerted to this apparently high risk terrorist."

TBC

Well this is the first chapter of my Wargames: Alterative series. Wargames one still happened but its taking a side step where wargames two and beyond are concerned. Still a multiship fic, still a crossover series but hopefully a better fanfiction with a higher quality of writing then what I used in the original wargames 2.

And before people ask, yes I will be fleshing out the relationships a bit more and no, there will be no Yuri or Kane because I do not feel that I can do them much justice.

Oh and the Interface Unit that the Commander uses is something I actually thought up as I was writing the chapter. I hope you like the idea ^_^