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Apologies for all my grammar mistakes
Julian POV
"you wanted to see me sir" I ask, Singh looks up from his paperwork "yes Albert, there's been a series of bank robberies in London, witnesses say Metahuman, we have offered Scotland Yard our expertise meaning you, flight leaves in two hours, go"
I leave his office not wanting to get in trouble with me boss but internally angry London means a (extremely slim but still a) chance off running into someone I knew when I was Draco Malfoy, I push that thought away right now I have a Meta to focus on.
I quickly gather everything I'll need, and head to the airport after a long insufferable journey next to a screaming toddler, I arrive in London
"you must be the CSI from Central City, I'm Detective Anna Wormwood" a woman with long brown hair and eyes introduces "Julian Albert I hear you have been having trouble with a Metahuman" I say getting straight to business "yes witnesses say African- America woman mid 20s teleporter, with some kind of laser gun"
"interesting I believe I read I report about a woman who fit that description, the press called her Peek-A-Boo, can you take me to the most recent crime scene?" I tell her, she snorts "where does the press come up with these ridiculous names, and yeah there was another robbery an hour ago"
It's not long before we arrive at the crime scene but moments after we get there a man in a suit approaches us "this is a crime scene you'll have to leave" Wormwood shows him her detective shield "Detective Wormwood and CSI" "I'm sorry Detective MI6 has taken over this crime scene I'm going to have to ask you to leave" Wormwood looks like she's about to start yelling at him, probably best to explain the situation
"Agent can I have a word" I ask, once were out of hearing distance from the detective I speak again "I'm assuming you're a low level Auror so I'll make the simple for your small brain to understand, in the muggle world some people have developed special abilities but not magical, this woman is what is called a Metahuman which means she's our business" he looks surprised he probably thought I was a Muggle, honestly everyone knows MI6 is what Muggle's know the Auror Department as
"sir you're going to have to come with me and explain the situation to the head Auror on site" he tells me " "obviously how else am I supposed to get you morons to leave" I tell him following him, it's not long before I see a familiar messy head of black hair
I force a smirk onto my face, of all the people to run into I suppose I should be looking on the bright side at least it's not father "sir, someone wants a word" the moron tells him, Potter turns around and his eyes go wide when he sees me "Hello Potter, long time no see" I say casually "what are you doing here Malfoy"
"my job, I'm CSI" I tell him, he looks like he's trying to remember what that is "the scientist that work with muggle police" "yes that's the one I was called here when the muggles realised they were looking for a Metahuman which I specialise in" he looks confused when I say Metahuman so I continue "three years ago in Central City America, a machine exploded turning a number of people into Metahumans basically people with powers, that is what we have here a teleporter"
"that explains why we can't find her, but what I want to know is why you're working as a Muggle I thought you hated Muggles" he tells me, feeling annoyed I answer "no father hates Muggle I spent years trying to be his perfect son, I would rather spend my time in the Muggle world and it's not Malfoy anymore it's Julian Albert"
"I see well I'm sorry for intruding in your investigation my team will be leaving now, and Julian I'm glad you're no longer trying to impress yours father, you never seemed happy" and with that they were gone.
This was just a random idea I couldn't get out of my head