Chapter 1

The morning after his detention with Delores Umbridge, Harry was still nursing his sore hand. "I MUST NOT TELL LIES" stood out red and raw on his hand.

"Harry, you need to tell someone," Hermione pressed as she helped him at breakfast.

Harry ignored her at the sound of flapping wings. "Sounds like mail is here." Not that it meant anything to him but Hedwig did try to visit him every morning. He smiled at the sight of white feathers as his dear owl indeed flew down to him. However, she did not arrive empty handed. Rather she was carrying a brown-wrapped package. "What do you have for me girl?" He fed her a piece of bacon while he looked over the package.

"What is this, Mr. Potter?" A grating, overly sweet voice asked.

Harry cringed. "It's a package Professor." He turned it over and over looking for any sign of a return address.

Umbridge ignored the glare from the Granger girl. "I can see that. Whom is it from?"

"I don't rightly Professor, there's no return address." He slowly began opening it, bracing himself for a possible trap. It opened easily enough. "It appears to be a muggle box." He found a letter on top of the package's contents. He opened the letter. "What the... guys, it's from my cousin!"

Umbridge bristled at now being ignored as Harry launched into the letter.

"Harry, it's hard to write this but, I know you saved my life this summer from those things. My parents may not appreciate it but I do. I wanted to thank you, so I'm sending you and your two friends each a Classic Gameboy with three games that you may like. Consider us even. P.S. I also included the link cables and batteries that you'll need."

Hermione lept up. "Gameboys! I've heard of Gameboy! What games?"

Harry removed the inflated plastic that protected the devices during travel. The portable consoles were still in their boxes and the three games were also still in their packaging.

Hermione gasped at the games. "Pokemon! Pokemon Red and Blue and even Special Pikachu Yellow? Eeeee!" She squealed as she lay claim to a device and the yellow box. "Hey, he even included batteries!"

"What are these things?" Umbridge asked.

"They're only video games Professor. Toys," Hermione explained as she prepared the consoles, knowing well neither boy would likely know how. "And three of the best games ever made. Pokemon by Game Freak. First released in Japan under the name of Pocket Monsters between 1996 and 1999. It's just a game. He included three consoles and all three games because most of the fun is in collecting, trading, and battling your pokemon with friends with link cables."

"Well, give them to me. I will determine what is appropriate entertainment for you," Umbridge held out her hand.

Hermione growled, startling both Harry and Ron, and clutched the consoles to her. She looked behind the detestable woman with a relieved expression.

"What is going on here?" McGonagall asked. "I see Mr. Potter received a gift."

"Yes Ma'am, from my cousin. It's a muggle toy. Professor Umbridge wishes to confiscate it," Harry explained.

McGonagall looked at Umbridge. "Now Delores, are you really so concerned about a meaningless children's toy. After all, there are worst things than a..."

"Video game, Professor," Hermione said, bouncy, eager to play. "Pokemon Red, Blue and Yellow. I get Yellow! I love Pikachu!"

"I don't even know what that means Hermione. It's all yours," Harry laughed.

McGonagall laughed lightly. "Surely we can let these three play their games. It is Sunday. Have fun children." She went back to her breakfast.

Umbridge glowered as Hermione helped her confused friends get their games started.

"Okay, it's really easy. You pick your starter. Bulbasaur, a Grass and Poison type. Squirtle, a Pure Water type, or Charmander, a Fire type. Bulbasaur has the most advantages early on, making him the Easy setting. Squirtle has an advantage in the beginning but gradually becomes the Medium setting. Charmander has no advantage early on meaning you'll need to probably catch another Pokemon on Route 22 when we get there. Oh, don't forget to check this, your PC to get a free Potion."

Umbridge bristled. "You're stealing Potions?"

Hermione sighed. "It's a Health-Restoring item in this game. It's just data, not real Potions. They restore 20 HP, which is health. If you lose all your health, your pokemon faints." She explained.

Umbridge stayed behind the children, keeping an eye on them. She would never admit that she was intrigued by this... game.

AN: New story, geared more towards comedy for now. But we know me. I hope you enjoy this. No, this is not a crossover. Harry is not going into the Pokemon world. He's playing a video game. And I use an alternate timeline since thankfully, Harry Potter was never given a specific timeframe.