Post by ShiningGalaxy on Jan 4, 2010 17:35:54 GMT -5
Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers or Harry Potter, they belong to their original owners, the idea for the plot are mine.
Author's note: I was reading through a bunh of crossover fanfics here on and decided to do it too
I just got the idea when I watched the first Transformer's movie...again...LOL. I also just watched Transformer's 2: Revenge of the Fallen. I agree that was one hell of a movie, so maybe some characters from this movie is also going to be in this one too. not to sure.
Summary: When Sam pushed the Allspark into Megatron's chest, you would think that it would stay there right? Wrong! What you wouldn't know is that Sam is about to have a new enemy, and with the Allspark in the possesion of the most feared and powerful wizard, just when things seemed to start to get better, they become worse.
Chapter One:
"Sam."
No response.
"Sam."
Again there was no response.
"Samuel James Witwicky!Come downstairs this instant!" Judy Witwicky, said loudly as she knocked on her teenaged sons door. "Do not ignore me young man! This is important." She added sounding slightly annoyed, and impatient.
Sighing, Sam reluctantly got up from his desk, and went to the door and opened it."What do you want mom?" Sam allowed his mother entrance into his room, as he walked back to his laptop, making it go to sleep, he walked over to his mother, and crossed his arms, waiting for her to speak.
"Don't give me that look young man!" she hissed angrily, and crossed her arms on her chest, looking at her son. "There's a few people here to see you...they're in the livingroom."
Sam looked at her, wondering who was there to see him. After a minute, his mother never said anything just looked at him, like he was about to say anything. So when nothing was exchanged between the two, Judy left, without looking back, and ushered for Sam to follow her.
'I wonder who's here to see me? God I hope its not more lackeys from the government...'Sam disgustingly thought to himself...he really really hoped that someon else was there.
Before they reached the entrance of the living room, Sam was told to stay put, for a minute or so. When his mother left, he could here some whispering coming from the room, and when it finally died down, Judy came back out. "You can come back in Sam...Just...keep your eyes closed."
Sighing, he did as he was told without saying a word, and closed his eyes, once they were closed, he felt his mothers hands on the back of his back, and guided him gently into the livingroom, and was pushed down on the couch.
He heard his mother move away from him, and towards somewhere around the room. "Okay Sam, you can open your eyes now."
'Finally!' he thought to himself as he opened his eyes, he looked into the face of his early childhood friend: Harry Potter.
He hadn't seen him in years...Why? Sam and his family went on a trip to England, and Harry was getting picked on, and kicked by other boys, Sam...being the smart ass as he was, went up and kicked their asses. They became good friends, even though Sam had to go back to the US, so they secretly (on Harry's part) wrote to each other frequently, even when Harry started school. Now after six-seven years of not seeing him, he was looking at him...in his livingroom...in the United States of America. Was it a dream? Was he on drugs? Did someone spike his drink? No. It was the real deal. Harry was standing right there in front of him.
Sam, sat there, on the couch looking absolutely dumbfounded, Harry was wearing a weird looking uniform, and five other people were with him as well; he noticed a girl with long frizzy light brown hair, with slightly over-larged teeth, and right beside her was a boy, probably around her age; Sam noticed he was staring back at him, with a really goofy grin, and the teenager had red hair, and freckles, and then the girl that was on the other side, looking like it may be his sister. She had long red hair, freckles. Sam also noticed that they were wearing the same weird uniform as Harry. Behind the teens, was a man with shoulder lenght black hair, that looked kinda greasy, and he was wearing all black as well, the expression on his face clearly said that he was not pleased to be there. Beside him, was an elderly man, with half-moon glasses, that went half-way down his nose, a long white beard, and very long white hair, he was wearing purple....robes? and a pointed purple hat.
"Is this some sort of joke? What they hell is with the costumes?" Sam thought in confusion, and utter curiosity, as to see his old friend that he hasn't seen in over six years, with five other people that he has never seen in his life.
Finally finding his voice "So..." Sam began, but lost what he was going to say, but, finally the words were forming in his mind. "Umm...what brings you here Harry? I mean its great! I never seen you in like forever...but...?"
Sam shrugged, and looked down at the floor. His thoughts were interupted by Harry who walked over to Sam. "Yes I know....its been quite a long time...A little bit too long if you ask me, mate. I've been busy."
Sam could only nod in response to what Harry told him, clicking his tongue a couple of times, Sam couldn't help but ask. "Whats with the robes and who are these people thats with you?"
"Oh these are my friends: Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, his sister Ginny, my...teachers. The headmaster of my school Professor Albus Dumbledore, and one of my other teachers, Professor Severus Snape."
"Ahh...Again...so why are you here? I know its not really idle chit-chat...is it?"
"No." Harry said simply, taking a deep breath he continued. "I've got a confession to make...and also a warning..."
"....Okay..."
"The reason I haven't been able to contact you for the past seven years is because.." his voice beginning to crack a little bit, Harry cleared his throat. "..I am a...wizard...I've been attending a school in Northern Scotland; its called 'Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardy', I wanted to tell you...but I was told that I couldn't tell anyone thats a muggle.."
"Muggle?"
"Non-magic folk...As I was saying...The reason I'm here is not only that...but...I believe and so does the ministry of magic AND my proffessors...they...they believe that you're in grave danger."
"Why? What makes you think that?"
"Sam...there is a Dark Lord, a very powerful wizard, who goes by the name of Voldemort. He has gotten ahold of something very powerful...Let me show you."
Before Sam could say anything, Harry pulled out, what appeared to be a picture. Harry looked at it, then back at Sam, who took it looking at Harry with a curious look. He didn't look at the picture but stared at Harry.
He was still very confused. "What does this have to do with me?"Harry sighed and rolled his eyes at the same time he came striding towards the stubborn teenager and sat down right beside him on the couch.
Sam looked to the floor, without making eye contact. 'Great...I'm in danger...again. Why me? Seriously! Why me? I think I'm cursed.' Sighing again, Sam finally looked at the picture, and what he seen in it made his jaw drop, if it could have it would've hit the floor then come back and hit him in the face. 'Yep...I'm cursed!' Sam through the picture down on the coffee table to see a cube...well half of it anyways, in the hands of a very pale, skinny man in black robes, a face that looked awefuly similar to a snake, Sam shuddered, as the man touched the cube, and started to glow.
"What is it Sam?" Harry's voice rang in Sam's ears, which brought him out of his not ending thoughts, Sam finally turned his head to look at his friend. "I just was thinking...I am cursed."
Hitting his face with his hand, he stood up abruptly, and started to walk in circles, again in thought but after a moment decided to speak again. "Is that....Voldemort? The one in the picture? If it is...then the whole world is in what he's holding in his hand!"
"You know something." Snape's voice drawled as he walked closer to him, his face was expressionless.
Sam looked at the dark man. "No! Of course not. I don't know anything...I'm just saying that for fun." He said sarcastically. "YES I KNOW SOMETHING! The thing...he has in his hands is called the Allspark..its what created life on a planet called Cybertron. The Decepticons, were after it because they wanted power. They...were selfish...and becausese of it, the cube made it here on Earth, and when we thought it was destroyed by pushing the cube into Megatron's chest...he's the leader."
Sam paused for a moment and looked at the faces of the company. They were all shocked. "Apparently...We were wrong...If the Decepticons...find this Voldemort person...then we'll all be dead...Megatron wanted me..becuase part of the Allspark is in my mind...I know the location of something powerful, and they came after me...I really don't want to do this again..."
Sam sat down by Harry again, and put his head in his hands, and sighed deeply.
Harry bit his bottom lip and looked at his teenage friends, who came over and sat right beside him. 'God...I have a maniac after me too...well okay two. damn it all what do I do? Oh I know, save the world....again!!'
"I'm guessing that you need help right?" Sam finally asked.
"...yes..."
"Okay...what do you need me to do?"
"Come to Hogwarts..."Harry replied."Stay and help us...you've dealt with the cube before. You've dealt with the Decpti---whatchamacallit..you know how to defeat them." Sam looked at him with disbelief..but also, trust. He sighed...YET again. He got up and before he left. He turned to Harry.
"They're called Decepticons.I will have to bring a few...friends... When do we leave?"
"Okay we'll meet them leave tomorrow." Harry replied again.
Sam nodded his understanding and turned to leave again. 'Oh this is going to be fun...I'm going to have to take the twins...oh and we can't forget Bee too.'
With that last thought, he cleared his mind and went to go pack. Well thought he would anyways. The previous conversation, still hasn't registered in his mind, being still in shock, he walked over to his bed and lied down. Letting his mind wander as he fell into a restless sleep. He couldn't believe that this was happening. He was being chased by a maniac! Great just perfect!
Author's note: I was reading through a bunh of crossover fanfics here on and decided to do it too
I just got the idea when I watched the first Transformer's movie...again...LOL. I also just watched Transformer's 2: Revenge of the Fallen. I agree that was one hell of a movie, so maybe some characters from this movie is also going to be in this one too. not to sure.
Summary: When Sam pushed the Allspark into Megatron's chest, you would think that it would stay there right? Wrong! What you wouldn't know is that Sam is about to have a new enemy, and with the Allspark in the possesion of the most feared and powerful wizard, just when things seemed to start to get better, they become worse.
Chapter One:
"Sam."
No response.
"Sam."
Again there was no response.
"Samuel James Witwicky!Come downstairs this instant!" Judy Witwicky, said loudly as she knocked on her teenaged sons door. "Do not ignore me young man! This is important." She added sounding slightly annoyed, and impatient.
Sighing, Sam reluctantly got up from his desk, and went to the door and opened it."What do you want mom?" Sam allowed his mother entrance into his room, as he walked back to his laptop, making it go to sleep, he walked over to his mother, and crossed his arms, waiting for her to speak.
"Don't give me that look young man!" she hissed angrily, and crossed her arms on her chest, looking at her son. "There's a few people here to see you...they're in the livingroom."
Sam looked at her, wondering who was there to see him. After a minute, his mother never said anything just looked at him, like he was about to say anything. So when nothing was exchanged between the two, Judy left, without looking back, and ushered for Sam to follow her.
'I wonder who's here to see me? God I hope its not more lackeys from the government...'Sam disgustingly thought to himself...he really really hoped that someon else was there.
Before they reached the entrance of the living room, Sam was told to stay put, for a minute or so. When his mother left, he could here some whispering coming from the room, and when it finally died down, Judy came back out. "You can come back in Sam...Just...keep your eyes closed."
Sighing, he did as he was told without saying a word, and closed his eyes, once they were closed, he felt his mothers hands on the back of his back, and guided him gently into the livingroom, and was pushed down on the couch.
He heard his mother move away from him, and towards somewhere around the room. "Okay Sam, you can open your eyes now."
'Finally!' he thought to himself as he opened his eyes, he looked into the face of his early childhood friend: Harry Potter.
He hadn't seen him in years...Why? Sam and his family went on a trip to England, and Harry was getting picked on, and kicked by other boys, Sam...being the smart ass as he was, went up and kicked their asses. They became good friends, even though Sam had to go back to the US, so they secretly (on Harry's part) wrote to each other frequently, even when Harry started school. Now after six-seven years of not seeing him, he was looking at him...in his livingroom...in the United States of America. Was it a dream? Was he on drugs? Did someone spike his drink? No. It was the real deal. Harry was standing right there in front of him.
Sam, sat there, on the couch looking absolutely dumbfounded, Harry was wearing a weird looking uniform, and five other people were with him as well; he noticed a girl with long frizzy light brown hair, with slightly over-larged teeth, and right beside her was a boy, probably around her age; Sam noticed he was staring back at him, with a really goofy grin, and the teenager had red hair, and freckles, and then the girl that was on the other side, looking like it may be his sister. She had long red hair, freckles. Sam also noticed that they were wearing the same weird uniform as Harry. Behind the teens, was a man with shoulder lenght black hair, that looked kinda greasy, and he was wearing all black as well, the expression on his face clearly said that he was not pleased to be there. Beside him, was an elderly man, with half-moon glasses, that went half-way down his nose, a long white beard, and very long white hair, he was wearing purple....robes? and a pointed purple hat.
"Is this some sort of joke? What they hell is with the costumes?" Sam thought in confusion, and utter curiosity, as to see his old friend that he hasn't seen in over six years, with five other people that he has never seen in his life.
Finally finding his voice "So..." Sam began, but lost what he was going to say, but, finally the words were forming in his mind. "Umm...what brings you here Harry? I mean its great! I never seen you in like forever...but...?"
Sam shrugged, and looked down at the floor. His thoughts were interupted by Harry who walked over to Sam. "Yes I know....its been quite a long time...A little bit too long if you ask me, mate. I've been busy."
Sam could only nod in response to what Harry told him, clicking his tongue a couple of times, Sam couldn't help but ask. "Whats with the robes and who are these people thats with you?"
"Oh these are my friends: Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, his sister Ginny, my...teachers. The headmaster of my school Professor Albus Dumbledore, and one of my other teachers, Professor Severus Snape."
"Ahh...Again...so why are you here? I know its not really idle chit-chat...is it?"
"No." Harry said simply, taking a deep breath he continued. "I've got a confession to make...and also a warning..."
"....Okay..."
"The reason I haven't been able to contact you for the past seven years is because.." his voice beginning to crack a little bit, Harry cleared his throat. "..I am a...wizard...I've been attending a school in Northern Scotland; its called 'Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardy', I wanted to tell you...but I was told that I couldn't tell anyone thats a muggle.."
"Muggle?"
"Non-magic folk...As I was saying...The reason I'm here is not only that...but...I believe and so does the ministry of magic AND my proffessors...they...they believe that you're in grave danger."
"Why? What makes you think that?"
"Sam...there is a Dark Lord, a very powerful wizard, who goes by the name of Voldemort. He has gotten ahold of something very powerful...Let me show you."
Before Sam could say anything, Harry pulled out, what appeared to be a picture. Harry looked at it, then back at Sam, who took it looking at Harry with a curious look. He didn't look at the picture but stared at Harry.
He was still very confused. "What does this have to do with me?"Harry sighed and rolled his eyes at the same time he came striding towards the stubborn teenager and sat down right beside him on the couch.
Sam looked to the floor, without making eye contact. 'Great...I'm in danger...again. Why me? Seriously! Why me? I think I'm cursed.' Sighing again, Sam finally looked at the picture, and what he seen in it made his jaw drop, if it could have it would've hit the floor then come back and hit him in the face. 'Yep...I'm cursed!' Sam through the picture down on the coffee table to see a cube...well half of it anyways, in the hands of a very pale, skinny man in black robes, a face that looked awefuly similar to a snake, Sam shuddered, as the man touched the cube, and started to glow.
"What is it Sam?" Harry's voice rang in Sam's ears, which brought him out of his not ending thoughts, Sam finally turned his head to look at his friend. "I just was thinking...I am cursed."
Hitting his face with his hand, he stood up abruptly, and started to walk in circles, again in thought but after a moment decided to speak again. "Is that....Voldemort? The one in the picture? If it is...then the whole world is in what he's holding in his hand!"
"You know something." Snape's voice drawled as he walked closer to him, his face was expressionless.
Sam looked at the dark man. "No! Of course not. I don't know anything...I'm just saying that for fun." He said sarcastically. "YES I KNOW SOMETHING! The thing...he has in his hands is called the Allspark..its what created life on a planet called Cybertron. The Decepticons, were after it because they wanted power. They...were selfish...and becausese of it, the cube made it here on Earth, and when we thought it was destroyed by pushing the cube into Megatron's chest...he's the leader."
Sam paused for a moment and looked at the faces of the company. They were all shocked. "Apparently...We were wrong...If the Decepticons...find this Voldemort person...then we'll all be dead...Megatron wanted me..becuase part of the Allspark is in my mind...I know the location of something powerful, and they came after me...I really don't want to do this again..."
Sam sat down by Harry again, and put his head in his hands, and sighed deeply.
Harry bit his bottom lip and looked at his teenage friends, who came over and sat right beside him. 'God...I have a maniac after me too...well okay two. damn it all what do I do? Oh I know, save the world....again!!'
"I'm guessing that you need help right?" Sam finally asked.
"...yes..."
"Okay...what do you need me to do?"
"Come to Hogwarts..."Harry replied."Stay and help us...you've dealt with the cube before. You've dealt with the Decpti---whatchamacallit..you know how to defeat them." Sam looked at him with disbelief..but also, trust. He sighed...YET again. He got up and before he left. He turned to Harry.
"They're called Decepticons.I will have to bring a few...friends... When do we leave?"
"Okay we'll meet them leave tomorrow." Harry replied again.
Sam nodded his understanding and turned to leave again. 'Oh this is going to be fun...I'm going to have to take the twins...oh and we can't forget Bee too.'
With that last thought, he cleared his mind and went to go pack. Well thought he would anyways. The previous conversation, still hasn't registered in his mind, being still in shock, he walked over to his bed and lied down. Letting his mind wander as he fell into a restless sleep. He couldn't believe that this was happening. He was being chased by a maniac! Great just perfect!