Save Him

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or Five Nights at Freddy's. I only own the idea for this fanfiction.

Yay! One if not the first HP X FNAF crossover! This idea just didn't leave me alone... I don't even play the game...

The story will be in three parts and I will finish it!

Night had fallen a few hours ago, a storm was brewing and Harry was completely and utterly alone on the street.

'What have I done now for them to just leave me?' the eight year old asked himself as he struggled through the wind. He had been ecstatic when his aunt and uncle had decided to take him with them to celebrate Dudley's birthday. They had not done it without a lot of whining but the flyer had said that 10 kids and up would get them a discount.

Dudley had invited 8.

So when they had arrived at Freddy Fazbear's Pizza Harry had to keep himself from bouncing around like the other kids. The slightly creepy animatronic mascots didn't care who he was or what the other children said about him. They treated him like they treated the other children (even if Dudley did get a bit more attention. Probably because it was his birthday.) and he had been allowed to eat pizza for the first time in his life!

All in all, it had been a really great day for Harry while it lasted.

Now he was standing in front of of the closed pizza joint, his family long gone, freezing in the harsh wind. He knew he was too far away from home to walk and dark grey sky and low rumbling in the distance promised a cold night which no one should spend outside. When the first drops started to fall, Harry turned around and started to look for shelter.

He found one in form of an open door in the back of the pizza joint. He didn't even know it was open until he leaned against the door and fell through the doorway. The room Harry found himself in was dark and dusty (clearly it hadn't been used in a while) but dry and somewhat warm which prompted the young boy to close the door behind him to keep it that way.

Harry was just settling down against a few old boxes when he heard a crash from the other door in the room, the one which lead deeper into the building. Curious what had made the noise, he crept over to the door and slowly opened it to peek into the hallway.

The glowing eyes of Freddy Fazbear greeted him.

Mike Schmidt was frantically checking his monitor. It was his first day on the job and not only he was being hunted by crazy robots in fur suits, he also apparently messed up already. All four animatronics had disappeared a while ago and not a single one had showed up again. Where the hell were they?

Harry stared at the four animatronics which were standing outside the room. He hadn't known that they were allowed to roam around at night! Although they were just standing there at the moment. Staring at him. It was rather creepy, seeing their dark figures towering over him, their glowing eyes giving Harry just enough light to know who was who. But he knew, after spending the day with them, that they weren't going to hurt him.

He was pretty sure they just didn't know what to do with him. Probably wasn't in their programming or something.

A few minutes later they were still staring at each other and Harry was getting bored. He went up to Foxy (He was his favorite. A pirate fox! What can top that?) and carefully tugged on his arm. The tall fox blinked down at him and tilted his head to the side.

"Um..I know it's already late and you probably want to move around some more but...would you mind playing with me for a while?"

A very confused and still scared Mike left his workplace the next morning. Foxy, Freddy, Chica and Bonnie had finally appeared in their usual places shortly before 6am. They had not tried to kill him again, they didn't even show up on any cameras after they had disappeared. But the phone guy had said that they would try to stuff him into a suit! So why did they leave him alone?

Mike couldn't stop thinking about the animatronics for the whole day. Why had they left so suddenly? Would they try to kill him again when he returned tonight? Was there a way to just lock the office until the night was over? His contract said that he had to return for the next 5 nights before he could quit, otherwise he would have to pay a heavy fine which would probably leave him on the streets.

He didn't want to return.

But he had to. So when he entered the office for his next shift the first thing he did was to check on the animatronics. They were all where they were supposed to be, standing on the stage and hiding behind the curtain to the Pirate Cove.

After getting as comfortable as he could be in a building filled with 4 homicidal fur suits Mike looked back on the screen.

The curtain was drawn back, no Foxy in sight. Switching over to the stage, Mike started to shiver when he realized that Freddy, Chica and Bonnie were also gone. But, hadn't the Phone Guy said that Freddy usually doesn't leave the stage or at least not for a while?

Checking the other cameras he found Chica in the kitchen, Freddy in the hallway, his back turned to the camera, a box in his..paws?, and Foxy before a door which lead into the rooms Mike didn't have access to since it didn't have any cameras. He knew the door lead to a 'Staff Only' area which was rarely used and he had been told that the animatronics never go there. So why was Foxy staring at it? And where was Bonnie?

The last question was quickly answered when a raspy moan reached Mike's ears. Not even looking through doors he hit both buttons and let the heavy metal slam down, keeping the crazy bunny from reaching him.

Mike looked back onto the screen. The animatronics had disappeared. Again.

Meanwhile Harry was sitting on the ground in the 'Staff Only' room, a pizza and a can of soda beside him, and drew another card. It had taken a while to for Harry to understand the rules since the animatronics couldn't exactly talk but they did their best and soon they were playing Crazy Eight. Bonnie had joined them a while ago, bringing a blanket with him, which he had immediately given to the slightly shivering Harry. The room was warm, yes, but still a lot cooler than the normal living room and a bit too cold to comfortably sleep in, as Harry found out last night.

Last night had been a blast. The animatronics had found a few old board games which had been used by the children a few years ago. A few pieces were missing but they found enough pieces in other games to play a few of them. They hadn't left Harry's side until morning but they had made sure that Harry was hiding behind some boxes in a dry corner when he had asked if he could stay a while.

He had woken up to the sound of some children screaming they didn't want to leave and pressed himself into the corner , his arms around his knees to keep warm. Harry knew that if he went out of his hiding place now, he would be found and brought back to his relatives. But he didn't want that. He liked the animatronics a lot more than his aunt, uncle and cousin after all.

A few hours later, which he spend playing with some tiny game figures, Bonnie had entered the room and looked over the boxes. When he saw Harry shivering, he had left again, but a bit later Foxy pulled him carefully out of his corner while Freddy set down a big box with some more recent games, including a few closed packs of cards. Chica was the next to come through the door, a can of something Harry saw Dudley drink a few times in one hand and a box of pizza in the other.

By the time Bonnie came back with one of the warmest blankets Harry had ever seen the young boy was sure this was one of the best days in his life, even better than the party yesterday. Somebody was taking care of him (even though they were not human), he was warm, fell fed and safe from his uncles rage.

Mike left Freddy Fazbear's Pizza more confused than ever. After the scare Bonnie had given him, not a single one of the animatronics had shown itself on the screen in his office. They had not made a single sound, had not tried to kill him and clearly the Phone Guy had no idea what he was talking about. Mike had 'survived the night' by flipping through the cameras like crazy and jumping at every shadow. Also, for some reason the blanket which was usually kept in the office had disappeared! He knew it had been in the room when he had come for his shift, hell, he had even put it on the table so he could grab it without having to leave the screen for too long!

The only way for the blanket to vanish was that Bonnie had taken it with him. Which meant that Bonnie had entered his office.

Why was he still alive?

Sleeping during the day didn't bother Harry at all. The warm blanket and the feeling of being safe kept the nightmares of evil laughter and green flashes at bay and during the night, after every human had left the building, he could play with his new friends. But after being in the same room for two nights the young and unaware wizard was getting bored which led to the current situation.

Since the animatronics, except for the awesome Foxy who was probably faster than Harry, were not the best runners, Harry had decided to initiate a game of tag. Freddy, Bonnie and Chica would try to catch him, Foxy would run around and make the game harder for everyone and Harry would run around and try to keep the others from catching him until he either got bored or the morning came.

Right now Harry was running through the dining area.

Chica was right behind him, Freddy was still at the door and Bonnie was trying to cut him of at the end of the room. Foxy was almost bouncing off the walls and Harry was hiding under a table. But as soon as the big bear left the door, Harry shot out from his hiding place and rushed to the door and then into the hallway.

He couldn't believe his eyes. What the hell was a child doing in this godforsaken building?! In the middle of the night?! With crazy fur suits out for human blood?!

And the animatronics were already hunting him.

Mike watched incredulous as they herded the young boy into the dining area, ready to grab him and probably stuff him into a suit. Did they even have a suit small enough for a child?

He didn't want to think about it.

Fast footsteps echoed through the hallway, too light to be Foxy's, and a small shadow, too small to be an animatronic, rushed past his door, followed by the hulking form of Freddy Fazbear.

A weird clicking from the other door made Mike's head snap around and with the reflexes of someone too scared to think, he hit the buttons and slammed the door close just as the face of Chica emerged from the shadows.

Harry wasn't sure if he had really seen it but... there had been a room with light, a man with his eyes opened wide sitting in a chair in front of a monitor.

So the next night he asked the animatronics. They were unable to answer him of course but it wasn't hard for him to see that they didn't like the man. Not at all if the rip Foxy put into the wallpaper was any clue.

But Harry still wanted to know. Had the man done anything bad to his friends? And what had been that metal sound he heard shortly before Freddy caught him?

He had decided: Tonight he would go to the room and ask the man who he was. The animatronics were clearly against it but he had told them, after a few hours of one-sided arguing,that they could stay behind him if they wanted.

And that is what they did.

Harry found himself standing in front of the room he saw the man in, too far away for the light to reach him. The man was doing something on the screen.

Suddenly his head snapped around and wide blue eyes locked on Harry's almost invisible form.

He couldn't believe it.

The kid was alive!

And he was standing right outside of his office. With all four animatronics behind him. Who probably had just gone to kill the Phone Guy and finally found the kid again.

Mike glanced at his screen. It was shortly before 6am and he had quiet a lot of power left since the animatronics didn't seem to bother with him. If he managed to grab the kid before the fur suits could...

...then both of them would survive the night. Not just him.

"Hey, kid, what are you doing here?" he finally asked the dark shadow outside his office, keeping his voice low to keep the animatronics from acting. Clearly they were waiting for something. Slow and careful steps, as if he was trying to be quiet, trying to keep the animatronics from noticing him, could be heard and slowly the shadow turned into a small boy, around six or seven, with big glasses, dirty clothes and a pair of rather startling green eyes.

"Um.. hello..." the boy murmured when he finally arrived at the door. Mike slowly moved into a better position to dash to the door and glanced at the screen. The animatronics were still where they were before, standing far behind the boy.

"Are you alright?" Mike finally asked after making sure that the fur suits were not going to move.

The boy looked confused. "Yes, why woul-"

He never finished his answer.

Mike jumped up, pulled the boy into the office and slammed the door shut. Immediately the banging on the doors started. The animatronics were furious, being kept from their easy prey, or so Mike thought.

They were scratching at the door, hammering against the windows and for a moment Mike feared that the glass wouldn't hold, that it would break and that they would get in and kill him and the little boy he had just saved. Angry moans could be heard on the other side and Mike was sure that one of them had thrown something at the door, trying to break it. But the door held, and after a while the banging stopped.

Sighing in relieve, Mike looked at the boy who was cowering in the corner. "Kid, don't be scared. You are safe now."

"S-safe?

"Yes. The evil robots can't do anything to you here."

The bow uncurled a bit, looking at him incredulous. "Evil robots? You mean Foxy and the others?"

Mike frowned. "Yes. They were hunting you yesterday, right?"

The kid shook his head just before the clock started playing the school clock sounds which told Mike that it was 6am.

"We were playing tag. I asked if we could."

"Wait. So the fur suits didn't try to kill you?"

"They wouldn't hurt me! They are my friends!"

Mike shook his head. "Kid, I think you don't know what you are talking about. These...these monsters are just trying to kill you."

The boy glowered at him.

"Look, I will bring you to the police." Mike told the child as he was unlocking the door.

"There we can find your family. I'm sure they must be worried."

The kid was gone when Mike opened the door.

As soon as the man opened the door, Harry was running. Down the hallway, around the corner and to the door with proclaimed 'Staff Only'.

He stumbled into the dusty storeroom he had dubbed 'his room' and slammed the door shut without really stopping till he had reached the corner which held his blanket and the games his friends had brought him. Picking the blanket up from the ground Harry threw it over his shoulders and sat down on the box which Freddy had used to carry the games, hidden behind a wall of other boxes, invisible from the door.

Trembling he pulled up his legs and let his head rest on his knees.

'Please don't take me back...'

"But...it's true! There is a freaking kid running around in this place at night! I saw him! More than once! I even talked to him!"

"Mike, we both know that can't be true. There are no other kids in the building than the ones in the dining hall. Now stop lying and get home for some rest."

"Uh, what?"

Mike's life was officially too messed up to be normal. He had to work in a building full of killer robots, there was a kid in the building and the manager just dismissed him like he had just imagined it!

"Oh, I forgot it again! I actually wanted to tell you two days ago. Mike, we are going to have a new attraction!"

"Um.. another fur suit?"

"No, well, yes. It is some kind of animatronic but it's not like the others. From what I found out it's from the original restaurant which had the animatronics but was never used until the second one."

"What it is?"

"Some kind of jack-in-the-box. It looks like a puppet."

The thing that woke Harry up was the sound of the door opening. The room was dark and the soft sounds for the Toreador March alerted him to the arrival of his friends.

"Hi guys."

He turned around the corner of the mountain-o-boxes and froze. All four of his friends were standing on the other side of the room, shoulder to shoulder, looking down at him. Their eyes told him more than any word would have, and Harry just smiled and hugged back when he felt the rather soft arms of Foxy around him.

"Sorry, I didn't want to worry your guys. But how should I have known that he would pull me into his room?"

The look in their eyes, the slight movement that Foxy made, told Harry all he needed to know. "He didn't do anything. I think...I think he wanted to save me from you...but why would he do that?"

Easing out of the hug Harry took a step back and watched his friends. They wanted to tell him, he could see it, but they were unable to. The voices they had, the ones they used so sing or make noises, were unable to form their own words.

Harry's eyes watered slightly. Here were his friends, they actually wanted to talk to him, other than almost every other being, living or not, he had met. But they couldn't.

They couldn't.

Blank eyes sparked in the darkness, frail limbs slowly pressing against the walls around them as tinkling notes filled the air.

He was back in his office, winding up the box of the puppet his manager had told him about. The night had started just like the last three did. The animatronics disappeared, probably went wherever the boy was, and he was left in his office, doing almost nothing, except winding up the stupid box out of boredom.

Maybe...maybe he should check on the boy? Or at least do something? He felt horrible when he imagined what those fur suits could do to the kid.

But...the kid had said that they weren't hurting him. And he had been in the building for a few days at least, if you considered when the animatronics had disappeared for the first time.

Maybe...

Mike stood up, shaking but determined, and left the office. He slowly walked through the hallway, looking around for any of the four things that had tried to kill him.

He had not seen any when he reached the door he had seen Foxy before. The 'Staff Only' sign was hanging over his head, as if mocking him.

'You aren't part of the staff allowed here. Why are you even here? Go back to your room and watch the building.'

Shaking his head, Mike threw off his second thoughts and opened the door.

"Chica! You are cheating!"

"No, I'm not!"

"Of course you are. You have two ace of hearts. There is only one in the game!"

"I don't! You have two ace of spades. I'm pretty sure you are cheating!"

"Lads, you both cheated. Now calm down, I believe we have a visitor..."

The sight which greeted Mike was completely unexpected.

Bonnie, Chica and Foxy were sitting on the ground, cards in their ..hands? ..paws? ..wings? with a pile of cards between them. The boy from he night before was sitting in Foxy's lap, holding a few cards himself, wrapped into the blanket which had disappeared a few days ago. All four were staring at him.

"Um.."

"There you are. I was looking for you."

A soft, brown arm settled on Mike's shoulders as the smell of pizza invaded his nose. Slowly turning around he came face to face with Freddy Fazbear himself.

Then everything went black.

Ok, here we have the first chapter. The second one will follow soon!

Also, I had some trouble with my spell-checking so if you find anything weird please tell me. :) Which means I will come back and edit this. Later.