Chapter 1 – The Ghost of Me
Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling is a genius and owns all characters, settings, and anything else in the Harry Potter Universe. Saban owns all things dealing with power rangers. I own a few ideas, and that's about it.
Timeline: Harry Potter is born on July 31st, 1980. For the rangers, it will take place shortly after giving up the Turbo powers (Summer of 1997), and for HP right after Half-Blood Prince (Making it AU for both)
*The Command Center, 1981*
"AY-YAI-YAI-YAI-YAI, I'm picking up a magical energy signature heading straight toward us!" Zordon's short, metallic assistant known as Alpha 5 shared with his whiny, robotic voice.
"DO NOT BE AFRAID, ALPHA, I DETECT THEIR ENERGIES," boomed Zordon, his face emotionless yet calming. "THEY COME IN PEACE."
Just then, a pop was heard throughout the building. Standing in front of the robot and the energy tube was a tall, older man, with long white hair and a matching beard. Along with him was a gray tabby cat, purring alongside him. At once, the cat transformed into a woman. It was by far the most intriguing thing Alpha had ever seen. And yet, he was surprisingly at ease.
"Hi, my name is Alpha 5… not too be rude… but, what are you doing here in the Command Center?"
The pair of visitors stood and looked at the machine inquisitively, seemingly astonished by its, or his, comprehension of what was going around them.
"Very interesting, Minerva," the man said to his companion, although he could be heard by both Alpha and Zordon as well. "No magic… no flick of the wand… just technological genius. We can be of great help to one another. Isn't that right, Zordon."
"Wait… you know Zordon?" Alpha turned his head (if you could call it that) to Zordon, only to see him shaking his head in his energy tube.
"Never personally… however, his reputation is greatly known in the wizarding community," the man said.
"Wait… Albus, you mean this is THE Zordon?" The woman named Minerva finally spoke up. "THE ZORDON OF ELTAR?"
"THAT IS CORRECT," Zordon confirmed. "PLEASE IDENTIFY YOURSELVES."
"My name is Albus Dumbledore," the man said. "And this," pointing to the woman, "is Minerva McGonagall. We are professors from the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I believe you know why we are here."
"I'M AFRAID I DO NOT." Zordon replied. "HOWEVER, I AM EAGER TO HEAR WHY YOU CAME. I SENSE YOUR POWER IS GREAT, AND YOUR ALLIEGENCE IS TO COMBAT EVIL. IN THIS ALONE I AM YOUR ALLY AND FRIEND."
Dumbledore glanced at his friend Minerva, then down to Alpha, and then back up to Zordon.
"There has been a great victory in our world. We have been in a time of great trial and fear, as the darkest wizard of all time, Lord Voldemort, looked to kill and torture those who opposed him. He lusted for power, and would stop at nothing to get it."
"I thought you said there was a great victory?" Alpha asked.
"Well, a boy… a baby stopped him," Minerva continued, her words surprising Alpha. Zordon continued to appear emotionless, and kept his gaze fized on the pair.
"This boy, Harry Potter, was the son of James and Lily. They opposed Voldemort," Dumbledore said. "Voldemort, in turn, decided to target the Potters. He wanted them dead. Voldemort said he would spare Lily, but kill James and their infant son Harry. However, Lily gave her life for her son. Voldemort, after killing both James and Lily, turned to kill Harry, but the spell he cast reflected off Harry and bounced onto Voldemort himself. Harry is now known as 'The Boy Who Lived.' "
Alpha sounded like he was crying, well, as good as a robot could cry. Zordon continued to gaze at their visitors.
"WHY DO YOU COME HERE, IF THIS DARK LORD IS DEAD?" Zordon asked.
"Ahhh, that's because we don't believe that he IS dead," Dumbledore replied. "Many believe he is dead, but we think he is biding his time, waiting for a chance to regain his strength and come back to power." Dumbledore began to pace, and then looked straight at Zordon. "We need your help… we need to make sure that if Voldemort comes back, we are better prepared, for the sake of both our world, and yours."
Zordon again gazed at the two wizards. It was a bit unnerving to both Minerva and Alpha, and yet Zordon and Dumbledore seemed completely calm. It was as if they both understood each other. Not just the story Dumbledore had shared, but their entire lives, their character, demeanor, and their conviction. They were men, or wizards, who stood up for what was right. And both had made sacrifices to do so. At last, Zordon spoke.
"I BELIEVE THERE IS A WAY THAT WE CAN HELP. ALPHA, LOOK AT OUR SYSTEM FILES AND LOOK UNDER 'POWER RANGERS.'"
"Right away, Zordon," Alpha replied, as he scurried to his workstation. He began punching a bunch of buttons, seemingly switching screens every moment until he asked "What next?"
"LOOK UNDER THE FILES OF "UNFINISHED PROJECTS" AND LOOK UNDER FILE THREE. SHOW OUR FRIENDS THE FILES ON THE VIEWING GLOBE."
The four then looked across the room to see the globe display images, plans of some sort. Dumbledore and Minerva McGonagall looked in awe of what they saw, and smiled as they thought of the possibilities. Perhaps both their world and the muggle world would be safe, or at least adequately protected with the teamwork of Zordon and Dumbledore, even if the Dark Lord returned from wherever he was.
The rest of their time together was spent devising plans for this "unfinished project," and at last, after all their discussion, they said their good-byes.
"Thank you Zordon, for helping us in preparing for the future. I'm confident that you will be able to create these new powers, and that we will be able to have a wonderful defense against Voldemort, should he ever arise again."
"YOUR WELCOME, ALBUS," Zordon boomed. "YOU AND MINERVA ARE WELCOME HERE AT ANY TIME."
With that, there was a distinctive pop, and both Albus Dumbledore and Minerva McGonagall were gone.
"Ai-yai-yai, I hope we never have to use these powers. Otherwise, it means this Voldemort guy is back, and he sounds down right mean!" Alpha said.
"I AGREE, ALPHA. ALL WE CAN DO THOUGH, IS TRUST THAT THE POWER WILL PROTECT US, THEM, AND THOSE WHO WIELD IT…"
*Hogwarts - 1997*
Albus Dumbledore stood on top of the clock tower of Hogwarts, suddenly surrounded by Draco Malfoy, a sixth-year Slytherin student, and three other "death eaters," most notably, Bellatrix Lestrange, who was shouting at the teenager to kill Dumbledore.
"No!" Severus Snape appeared, staring at Dumbledore, his wand drawn as Dumbledore stood defenseless, as Draco had disarmed him previously with a spell known as a disarming charm.
Dumbledore looked at Snape, then at Malfoy and the other death eaters, than back to Snape. "Severus… please."
"AVADA KEDAVRA!" Snape yelled as he pointed his wand at Dumbledore, firing a green beam towards him. The force of it knocked Dumbledore off the tower, as he plummeted to the ground. Albus Dumbledore was murdered by one of his own faculty members, Voldemort had returned, and Harry Potter, the boy who lived, stood under them only to watch and suffer his mentor and dear friend's death.
*Angel Grove - 1997*
Tommy Oliver sat by the lake, once again at this place which seemed to hold both his greatest and worst moments of his life. It was here that he had kissed Kimberly for the first time, and where he came to mourn their break-up. Now it was time to be sad again, as Kat had just broken up with him. Before, he had ranger duties to take his mind off of things. Now, he was replaced as a ranger, his racing stint was over, and it seemed like none of his friends were around.
'It's not like I wanted to marry Kat,' Tommy thought to himself. It was true, he hadn't felt for Kat what he still felt for Kim. Kat merely saw the writing on the wall, and ended their relationship before Tommy could. It was amicable, friendly, and honestly, very healthy for both of them. 'She deserves better than what I can give her right now… I need to get over Kim before I dat…" Before Tommy could finish his thought, a light tap on his head grabbed his attention. The light object bounced off of Tommy's head and onto the ground. He picked it up, and saw that it was a neatly folded envelope, and was surprised to see what was written on the front of it:
Angel Grove Lake
Angel Grove, CA
'Whoever is doing this must think they're really clever.' He thought. He looked around to see if someone was hanging around, trying to play a joke on him or something. However, all he could find was a brown barn owl, which seemed incredibly odd in California. Tommy shrugged his shoulders and began to open the letter. Tommy went wide-eyed when he saw what it read:
We request your appearance at the Leaky Couldron on Charing Cross Road, London, England, on July 1st at 9:00 P.M. Enclosed are plane tickets, and all other travel accommodations have been made for a smooth trip and arrival to London. May the Power Protect you.
Tommy looked incredulously at the letter, and then looked and saw the plane ticket slide out onto the palm of his hand. He couldn't dare believe what he was thinking, could he? 'Am I going to be a Power Ranger once again?'