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Harry Potter and Pokémon
The year: February 7, 2013. The Wizarding World has changed much, not just in Europe. After the terrorists attacking American and almost bringing another World War, Voldemort and the Death Eaters a year after 9/11 invading America broke that straw on the camel's back. The Wizarding World was exposed when the muggles fought back violently with their weapons, and succeeded in killing the Dark Lord. The governments practically had enough of how Europe allowed such corruption to steep itself into the lands that drastic changes had to be made or else.
Still, many still desired the Boy-Who-Lived-That-Went-Missing to save their world from Voldemort's shadowy tyranny. It was really sad, especially since a certain old man still believed that Voldemort would not stay dead unless he was killed by the Chosen One, in this case would be Harry Potter. As far as the other magical countries thought outside Europe, Voldemort was dead along with whatever soul anchors he used to tether himself to the physical realm (once it was discovered the Dark Lord created Soul Anchors/Horcruxes; something that Albus Dumbledore knew but never told anyone being a secretive prick and slight manipulating old geezer).
So imagine Hermione's complete surprise when her daughter Rose was innocently watching muggle TV, one of her cartoons (Rose would adamantly correct her by saying its called anime), and she just walked into the room with her daughter's day-time snacks. Nine year old Rose Weasley was lying on the couch, eyes glued to the muggle telly, as colorful-looking creatures were trading attacks with lightning bolts and flowing liquid-looking energy attacks. Hermione didn't really understand what Pokémon was.
"Rose, honey, I have your lunch."
"Okay mum. Set it on the table, I'm watching Ash Ketchum's Pikachu battle against Harry Potter's Gardevoir." She said this in the manner of "leave me alone now I'm busy watching TV".
Hermione nearly tripped hearing the name of her old friend who vanished without a trace.
"Maya, use Secret Power!"
Hermione's eyes widen as she sets the plate of sandwiches on the coffee table and turned her eyes to the TV. On the screen was an elegant-looking humanoid bringing its green limbs to its chest, a red triangle that was sticking out of its chest began to glow with brilliance. Behind the creature however was a male with unruly black hair and green eyes behind framed glasses.
The voice... that drawn cartoonish face...
"Pikachu! Thunder!" commanded Ash.
A yellow rodent-looking thing with spiky ears and a lightning bolt-shaped tail leapt into the air, its red cheeks sparkling with electricity as its entire body is supercharged with lightning, which flies out with a punishing force. At the same time, four large orbs of energy surrounded the Gardevoir and then launched forth intercepting the Thunder attack. A large explosion and cloud of smoke filled the screen.
The TV then split-screened two concerned faces of Ash Ketchum, and to Hermione's shock, her friend Harry Potter! But how is that possible? What the hell's going on?
"Two powerful attacks, a cloud of smoke engulfing the field, and two trainers nervous about the outcome of this collision. Ash and Pikachu are a force to be reckoned with; however Ash's opponent, Harry Potter, is no pushover either. What will be the outcome of this battle? Stay tuned next week to find out the answers," comments the commentator of the anime series.
"Aw man... I didn't realize that was the end of the episode," Rose complained, as the Pokémon show went into its ending credits. She then looks to her mom. "Mum? What's wrong? You look like you saw a ghost."
Hermione recovered. She wasn't much into watching television when she could read a good book or two (or twenty).
"Nothing dear."
She quickly vacated the living room, leaving Rose to shrug at her mother's oddness and bites into a corned beef and cheese sandwich smothered with mayonnaise, some mustard, sliced tomatoes, lettuce, and onions. Mmm, yummy...
"Hm, I should resume training my Pokémon for my fifth Gym Badge on my HeartGold game."
Plate of sandwiches in hand, one firmly in her mouth she runs out of the room and up the stairs to her bedroom. Meanwhile, Hermione was having a minor freak-out about seeing phantom faces and hearing phantom names on a cartoon show.