Harry Potter: Syndicate of Heroes

"Who are you?" the older, bald man gasped even as he threw his arm over the cloaked figure.

"Just a friend," Harry replied. "Now, can you walk? We need to get you and your family to safety.

The man nodded.

Slowly, Harry helped the man limp his way along the side of the building, his wife and three small grandchildren sticking close enough to them that Harry suspected that if he stopped, they'd run straight into the back of him.

He'd found the family of five huddled in a small bakery. Around them, buildings had been smashed and crumpled to pieces by one of the giant leviathan-like creatures when it'd been killed. The old man's leg had been pinned by fallen rubble and it seemed that his wife refused to leave him and neither of them would even consider sending their grandchildren out into the midst of a battle.

It's taken a simple wingardium leviosa to free the man.

Thankfully, they were only a block from the nearest perimeter barricade that the police had set up. This far out from the battle, Harry didn't even need to cast any protection spells to get them there safely.

As he'd been helping more and more people, he'd gradually made his way further and further away. It wasn't that he didn't expect there to be others in deeper in the battle, it was simply that he went from group to individual to group as he saw them.

"I suspect he's got a broken ankle," Harry stated to the officer who left the safety of the police cars to help the six across the last stretch of road.

"Thank you, thank you," the old woman said, grasping at his hand.

"It was my pleasure," Harry smiled, gently disengaging himself so that he could return to where he was most needed.

"You're not going back in there?" the officer asked incredulously.

"There are others that need help," Harry replied simply.

Then, with a sharp turn and a loud crack he apparated away.

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Harry arrived back near the battle and instantly looked around, to not only assess his safety, but to see if there were some people in need of some help.

What he found, though, wasn't quite what he was expecting.

A short distance away, a masked man wearing a blue uniform with red and white stripes around his midriff and a star on his chest, carrying a similarly adorned shield, was in a slugfest with a group of aliens. Nearby, a red-headed woman in a black body suit was flipping around, alternating between shooting the aliens with her gun and shocking them with some sort of blue TASER-like thing attached to her wrist.

Noting a group of a dozen aliens creeping up on the occupied pair, obviously preparing to catch them in a cross-fire, had Harry instantly leaping into action.

Noting their exact position, he apparated to just in front of them and whipped his wand up.

"Lumos maxima!" he screamed, flicking the end of his wand forward to force the intensely bright light directly into the faces of the aliens, instantly blinding them.

And then he went to work before they could recover, his wand a blur of motion, spells zipping out at an insane speed.

"Bombarda Maxima!"

"Flippendo!"

"Diffindo!"

"Levicorpus!"

"Bombarda!"

"Sectumsempra!"

Every spell did damage. Aliens were blasted away, sent careening into walls and half-destroyed cars. Two were left hanging upside-down in mid-air. Others dropped where there were, vicious cuts littering their bodies.

A crackle of energy zipped by him and Harry spun about.

"Expelliarmus!"

The alien's weapon was ripped from its hands to go clattering down the street, before a silver shield spun out of nowhere into the alien's head, knocking it out.

Harry shot a grateful look at the star-spangled man and nodded. He nodded back, all the time that they had before they were once more being inundated with aliens to battle.

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Exactly what the giant green troll-like monster was, was anyone's guess. The fact that it was smashing aliens and their chariots left, right and centre, though, was enough for Harry to class it as an ally. But then, anything from earth should be classified as such against an alien invasion. It almost made him wish that there were some dragons nearby; now that would have made this battle interesting.

At the moment, though, the great green guy looked as though he could use a little help. A squadron of twelve chariots were sitting just above the buildings, firing a continuous stream of blue energy projectiles at the … guy.

Harry took exception to that. His eyes narrowed as he tried to work out the best way to help. The chariots were too far away for accurate spell fire, or at least spells that would have any kind of punch to them.

If he could only provide enough of a distraction, he thought that the other guy could throw things at them or leap from building to building to get to them that way.

Throwing things, though, that was an idea that he thought could work.

Harry eyed the couple of dozen cars in a nearby carpark. A dozen featherlight spells later and he was ready. One by one, he levitated them off the ground until they hung just above him. Taking a peek out, he breathed a sigh of relief. The big guy sure seemed to be able to take a beating. And he hadn't yet been noticed.

Gathering up his magic, Harry prepared to release it in one massive burst. As he felt the magic pool, he snapped his eyes open and jabbed his wand forward.

"Depulso!" he screamed.

Instantly, the dozen cars shot away into the air at the chariots.

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