Time of our choosing

By: Darksider82

Beta: Wingedseerwolf

Disclaimer: Must we go through this tediousness every time? No I don't own anything from these franchises.

Transformers/HP x-over

HP/KB and Transformer ships are standard

Before time began, there was the Cube. We know not where it comes from, only that it holds the power to create worlds and fill them with life. That is how our race was born. For a time, we lived in harmony. But like all great power, some wanted it for good, others for evil. And so began the war. A war that ravaged our planet until it was consumed by death, and the Cube was lost to the far reaches of space. We scattered across the galaxy, hoping to find it and rebuild our home. We searched every star, every world. And just when all hope seemed lost, message of a new discovery drew us to an unknown planet called... Earth.

Harry looked out of the tent, He and his two best friends Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger had erupted into a blazing argument, which had ended up with wands drawn at each other.

Harry was confident in his arsenal of spells, due to him dating Katie Bell in secret since his third year. What he taught the DA was barely a fifth of what he actually knew when in terms of actual spells it was quite frightening. Katie had educated him various styles of duelling.

Hammer- Large core, large reserves and more powerful spells more frequently, generally called in when no-one is interested in prisoners.

Environmentalist- Manipulation of surroundings to assist in a duel. It was generally a good alternative and/or supplementary style for hammer duellists to learn as well.

The weaknesses of these two depended on magical core repletion. Hammers could cast large spells more often but needed longer to recharge before casting them again and environmentalists needed between two to five seconds to fully use the environment together.

Weavers- Spells that fit nicely together can flow together in a long stream of effects.

The weakness of weaving, the user was pretty much static and if the chain was disrupted they needed time to refocus.

Specialists- Any spell belonged to category or type of spell for example incendio, a standard fire spell that was linked to the fire category of spell. A specialist of fire spells were known as pyromancers. Another example was cutting spells they were known as slicers.

Scalpels- Scalpel duellists were the opposite of hammers; they required minimum force to win. Scalpels didn't fire that many spells so they needed protecting until the spell was ready.

Katie had suggested the following style to Harry who had begun to dabble in it during the Christmas break of his third year, about three months after they started dating. It was the style of storm duelling.

Storms- Lots of low level spells at high velocity. Required sharp reflexes and hand to eye co-ordination and the chance of depleting the core exceptionally quickly.

And the last one was the Guardian style.

Guardians-Massive shields, defensive by choice so lacking in offensive spells.

Harry had quickly consolidated his options, he could have probably taken the pair of them in duel if he combined his reflexes that fitted a storm duellist and his inventories of brute force and breaking spells to make a considerable opponent. Instead he focused his magic at them and told them to leave and never come back. Now he was alone without a clue of where to go.

"I have a provisional drivers licence thanks to copious amounts of memory charms and nutritional potions." Harry murmured as he shrunk his tent and vanished deeper into the Forest of Dean.

Meanwhile a rusted old Husky Tactical Support Vehicle quietly made its way off the military base and onto the main road. This vehicle was a disguise for a robot. More specifically it was a Transformer autobot by the name of Hound.

Hound was soon found by a bright lime green Chevrolet Corvette C7 Stingray, its name was Crosshairs. "Boy am I glad to see you Hound. Even if you are a stupid bloated waste of energon." Crosshairs called out.

"Nice to see you as well Crosshairs, care to tell me where we are exactly?" The Scottish sounding Hound rumbled getting a cackle from the Paratroopers. Then the pair groaned as they heard the sound three Rally Cars pulling up next to them.

"Hound, Crosshairs, wonderful the gang's all here." Grunted Leadfoot from his Earnhardt Ganassi Racing Target car, as his two squad mates Topspin as a Hendrick Motorsports Lowe's/Kobalt and Roadbuster a National Guard Chevrolet Impala.

"Wreckers it's a damn sight better to see you than loud and grumpy over there." Announced Crosshairs before taking charge "Now where the frag are we? What Galaxy? System and Planet? Seen Prime?"

"Now, keep calm Crosshairs." Mocked Leadfoot "…We are in the Galaxy called the Milkyway, the System is the same and we are on a planet called Earth…As for Prime? Nope, I ain't seen frag apart from you four."

By now Harry had managed to find himself into a town called Parkend, he stumbled out of the forest and nearly ploughed into a truck. "What the hell." He yelled jumping back from the car, which jerked backwards.

As good as undercover Hound was, he still retained reflex reaction to hit back. "HOUND! CONTROL YOURSELF! THIS KID COULD BE USEFUL!" Snarled Crosshairs.

Harry watched as the green car suddenly revved its engine at the truck. "The five of you better come with me. You're not normal vehicles are you?"

Slowly but surely the cars followed Harry out of the town and the moment they were alone Harry stopped. "Show your real forms." He demanded pulling out his wand.

"What's he doing Crosshairs?" Asked Hound.

"How should I know…You're the one who startled him."

"Maybe it's just a lucky charm or something…You, know I have my lucky Spanner and you've got your coat." Chipped in Topspin shutting up the quarrel before it could truly begin.

The cars split apart, making Harry's eyes wide and slowly the cars became arms, legs and heads. "Merlin…Who are you? What are you?"

"Easy fleshling we are Autonomous Robotic Organisms from the Planet Cybertron which is about one galaxy over…Call us Autobots kid. Anyways I'm Crosshairs, big beer belly is Hound. Small, stumpy and red is Leadfoot and Tall and Lean Blue is Topspin and Lean Green is Roadbuster. The five of us are commando's or more specifically I'm a paratrooper and the rest are commando's."

Harry nodded "Okay, you guys are humanoid, walking, talking, robotic organisms from another galaxy. I'll believe that. My name is Harry James Potter, born to James and Lily Potter, I was born July 31st 1981 and I am a wizard and native to planet earth."

"Wizards don't exist kid. It says on the World Wide Web."

Harry nodded, he had seen the internet when he had snuck into Dudley's room when his fat cousin had been up all night playing video games and looking something called 'cheats'. "If so then explain this…Petrificus totalus."

Leadfoot froze in place and toppled forwards, Harry muttered the counter curse and Leadfoot managed to gain his balance. "That was magic?"

Harry nodded "I need your help."

Crosshairs crouched "If we can help…We will."

Harry then began to tell his tale from his parents murder, till now. The autobots patiently waited as patiently until he finished before stating "We help you find and terminate these soul shards, you deal with this Megatron wannabe and then you'll help us find Prime?"

"Yes, you have my honour and word…My father's family always said 'fortune favours the bold'. I'll help you find this Optimus Prime. Whose Megatron?"

"Simply…Big, evil tyrant who wants to rule Cybertron through brute force and fear." Stated Hound.

"Wonderful Harry, out of one civil war and into another."

"First things first kid…We did a scan on you when you did that body bind on Leadfoot and we felt something repugnant and rancid emanating from your forehead…That one of those horo things?"

Harry nodded "…Well you're in luck kid. You've got one in that bag of yours, one seems to be underground in a city called London, another is six hours north east from here and one is about three hours south east with something else that smells evil."

Harry nodded "That big cluster of evil, is Tom, his snake pet and his army. The one in London is in a bank vault run by goblins. The one six hours from here is my school...So we head to London and if you can disguise yourself as a human, I can get us in...though getting out is going to be tough."

"Leave that to me and my boys kid. We Wreckers are good at get things out." Said Roadbuster "...Though you get any of us killed I'll bottle ye...Yan nancy wanker."

Harry couldn't help but grin at the statement "Looking to deliver the line weren't you?" The Green Wrecker nodded.

"Good idea, nice delivery but not as this moment. I'm not going to get anyone killed hopefully. So what's going to happen is, one of you preferably Crosshairs because he seems the most calm and less likely to crack. We'll get in, get the thing and you get us out...Unless I say something like Wreckers, need a distraction."

"Got it...You and Paraboy go in. Hound and us, sit around and wait unless we hear 'Need a distraction' got it. Nice and simple." Grunted Leadfoot.

"ROLL OUT!" With that they all transformed with Harry climbing inside Crosshairs chest compartment.

"So, how fast can we go?"

They made it to London in very good time, resulting in a slightly green Harry. Harry flipped his hood up with a green clad Crosshairs and they entered the bank. "Master Goblin, I need to get something examined."

The goblin looked and saw himself staring at Harry Potter "Of course. Your associate can remain out here."

"Do it Cross."

"Mr. Potter you do realise how dangerous it was for you to come here?"

"I do...I need you to look at this."

He dropped the locket on the desk, which started to shriek. The goblin activated privacy runes, which thankfully drowned the shrieking, but the Goblin new what it was. "Horcrux...I sense three. I'll get it and deal with them."

Harry winced as the horcrux was extracted from his skull and subsequently destroyed. "Master Goblin, I'll be in touch once this war is over."

The goblin disabled the runes and Harry snuck out flipping his hood up, Crosshairs looked up. "So you're alive then...Now what?"

"We get to the school, destroy the last one. Assemble our forces and we crush this son of a bitch and we find Prime."

"Just like the plan."

Harry nodded and Crosshairs smirked as they left the magical world the paratrooper held his fist out. "You're meant to bump fists with me."

Harry formed a fist and bumped it with the green bot "Like that?"

"Like that...Damn you're human. Would make a fine autobot and coming from me that's saying something."

"So how'd it go?" Asked Hound through the speakers.

"All of 'em down bar the one in the school." Crosshairs transformed and Harry once again thanked the early mornings and the distinct lack of people in muggle London and the autobots took off.

Meanwhile hidden at Shell Cottage both Hermione and Ron had been chewed out by the remaining members of the Order of the Phoenix. "HOW COULD YOU LEAVE HIM BY HIMSELF?!" Roared Lupin.

"HE DIDN'T HAVE A PLAN! BESIDES WE WERE COLD, HUNGRY AND WANTED TO FIND A PLACE TO HOLD UP FOR A FEW DAYS SO WE COULD RE-PLAN!" Bellowed Ron sounding like an elephant.

"Ron...Shut up. Harry knows what he's doing. I have faith in him, I left mainly because I didn't see how I could help him anymore than I already have."

Katie Bell, worked as a spy for the order in the Department of Games and Sport spoke up "Harry, told me some things. He asked me since I've been dating the bugger since fourth year. He asked me what would you do if you had to hide something of such value that you couldn't trust in a Gringotts Vault. I immediately said the Room of Requirements and this was just before my accident."

The Order stared at the girl "You've been dating Harry and he's kept it quiet." But it was Hermione who summed up Katie's statement.

"You've told us the location of the last Horcrux and the battleground. We need to warn Harry and take back Hogwarts."