What if Harry accidentally saw a show that would alter his view of Magic forever?
What if this single show opened Harry up to a new existence and, in turn, the Magical World will advance to a new Age...
The Age... Of Mechamagic.
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I didn't go back to Hogwarts for the Yule Ball as instead had a private dance with Hermione for Christmas.
I sigh and push back from the desk after finishing the paperwork for the day.
"R2 can you put everything in the right messaging hole for me? Thanks"
I see the R2 Droid I'd made recently come up and use a levitation charm on the files and ordered them.
To the side was a wall of pigeon holes for different people.
I made R2 and various other Star Wars Droids to help with running Potter Industries.
"You done for the day love?" Hermione stepped into the office.
"Yeah, more weapon requests I had to shut down. I swear, nobody listens when I speak sometimes, I said I'd never make weapons of mass destruction but I keep getting requests" I stood and gave her a kiss. "How was your day?"
"It was fine. Fleur's sister Gabrielle mentioned that the family was headed to Hogwarts to attend the Second Task.
Ah, The Delacours.
There was an assassination attempt on them and they barely survived with help from the EES add-on for their Gauntlets.
Since then we've been pretty close friends.
"Really? We should join them. I have a gift for Gabrielle in case my suspicions are right"
I managed to get around to completing the Egg Clue last month and it inspired a new design.
The Mask.
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Allows one to breathe underwater, in a gas cloud, a vacuum and a storm with little effort.
Gabrielle's is a child's sized one and meant for water alone size they really shouldn't be anywhere they'd come across toxic clouds.
"I'll send a message, you ready for dinner tonight?"
"Yeah... Remind me why we invited your parents over? After they mutilated you?" I ask bluntly.
Her ears lower.
"Dad did that. Mom was against it but dad overruled her one day and by the end of the day it was too late" I scratch her ear to cheer her up.
"Sorry. I should rephrase. Why are we meeting your father?"
"I'm hoping he'll apologise. Mom seems to think he will. Apparently he's angry with himself but she hasn't exactly asked what about so he might be angry I got them back, might be angry he let me out of his sight long enough that I could get them back or angry he had them chopped off"
I sigh.
"Let's get this over with"
We head out and leave R2 to his thing and took the Floo back to the house where we parted to get ready.
Half an hour later we were in causal yet slightly formal clothes and I drive the Panther to the restaurant.
It shrinks to fit into a space and we head inside.
I cast a look around and see a couple that look like Hermione in the corner.
Her mother looks nervous and her father appeared calm.
We head over.
"Mr and Mrs Granger?" I ask.
"Ye- Hermione!" Mr Granger hissed as he saw her.
"Relax Dad, the restaurant is Magical, the moment anyone with odd additions like myself steps in the Muggle not in the know immediately get hit by a confounding charm that makes them not register odd stuff. Like the hag in the corner who would look like a regular ugly woman" Hermione rolled her eyes as she explained even if her tail twitched with mirth.
We sit.
"So who're you? Her bodyguard?" Mr Granger asked me.
"No, I'm Harry Potter. Her Soulmate. And I'm really not happy with you"
"Soulmate? Preposterous. There's no such thing as Soulmates" He snorted.
"And till five years ago you thought the same of Magic. Until it's disproven don't say it's impossible, because Magic is capable of powerful feats"
"But claiming to be her Soulmate means you two will marry one day" Mrs Granger said.
"Actually we're married already, Soulmates marry at the first kiss" Hermione said.
Mr Granger looked furiously at me and I cast a privacy charm around the table right before he yelled. "You Magical freaks are filling my daughter's head with nonsense! Making her think being some kind of cat girl is normal and acceptable is one thing but now your making her think your married!? Forcing her into a loveless marriage!? No! Hermione you are coming home with us tonight!"
Hermione's ears lowered in sadness but anger began filling her eyes as they slitted.
"Dad... I am going to check you for any spells and if I don't find anything on you... Well you might as well forget about my existence" Hermione snapped her fingers and Mr Granger didn't glow. "Pity... No spells besides a tracker, likely Dumbledore trying to find us. Dad consider yourself to no longer have a daughter. Mom? If you need anything call us, we'll be there" Hermione said before standing.
"You listen here young lady! If you step out that door don't bother contacting us ever again you hear me!?" Mr Granger roared.
I stood with her.
"If I felt Hermione would let me... I would curse you with nightmares for a month. But she loves you no matter how hard you make it so we'll be going now. Be glad I put a privacy charm around the table or the entire restaurant would have attacked you for your racist comments"
I dispel the charm and we step out of the building.
"Let's go home Hermione, I'll give you a massage" I guide her back to the Panther.
