It's been a while since I've posted here. So, I'm a bit rusty on the writing part. Please forgive me. So I humbly come before you and present this story. It's not going to be very long.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter and all that jazz
Chapter 1: Old Acquaintances
Harry Potter sits on the comfy couch on the Knight Bus staring at the scenery passing by. The bus slows to a stop and let some more people on. Curious, Harry turns his head and recognizes an old friend.
"Neville!" Harry gets up and shakes his friend's hand. Neville with his ever-present medical bag greets Harry with a large smile. "What are you up to mate? Going home?"
"Of course Harry. Can I assume the same for you?"
"I suppose. I'm not sure of the welcome I'll get at the Burrow."
"A big one I can assure you that my friend." Neville and Harry sits down on the couch and orderes two hot cocoas from the passing attendant.
"So Neville, tell me, what are you planning to do now that the war is over? You're one of the last ones to leave the battlefield."
"So were you if I remember correctly. I couldn't leave till all my patients were cleared to go home. But now that the war is over, I'm thinking I should start my practice or maybe go back to Hogwarts to dote over those lovely children who tend to get themselves into so much trouble, eh Potter?" Harry gives him a look, knowing full well that that last part was a jab at Harry's record for ending up in the infirmary, especially his 7th year.
"Well, thanks to you Neville, many people are alive today."
"I'm just glad I could help somewhere in this god forsaken war. I couldn't help on the battlefield, that's for sure. You know I would have died in 3 minutes had I been there. No, I'd just get in the way there."
"Hey Neville, what are you coming home too?"
"My family. Hopefully my Grandma doesn't plan to set me up with some girl. She threatened me with an unforgivable curse once if I didn't give her a great-grandchild. What about you Harry?"
"I have the Weasleys and Hermione. I had sent Ron and Hermione home a year ago. They both were so tired. You know they had been fighting along side me since the beginning. I don't think they could have taken much more."
*_flashback_*
"You are not sending us back Harry Potter!" Hermione's face was flushed with anger as was Ron's.
"Harry, are you stupid? You need us here with you."
"Guys," Harry held up his hands to ward off any more verbal attacks, "I'm just giving you some time off. I see how exhausted you are. I'm sending you back to do research for me. Find me weaknesses. Right now, we can't even find their base. Please…just do this for me."
Hermione heaved a very heavy sigh and nodded her head. Ron placed his hand on her shoulder to comfort her. Both didn't like the idea of leaving their best friend but they knew they were tired.
"Harry, won't you come with us? You need rest more than any of us." Hermione looked straight into Harry's eyes knowing full well he'd refuse.
"I can't guys. I have to stay, I have to-"
"It's not your fault that he came back Harry!" Ron shouted knowing full well what Harry would have said.
"Yes it is Ron! The same blood that runs through his veins also runs through mine! I have to stop that madman. It was because of me that he came back."
The room grew quiet.
"Ron," Harry broke the silence.
"Yeah, mate?"
"Keep an eye out for Ginny for me please. And give her this letter. It's been a while since I've been able to send anything to her."
"Sure mate." Ron and Hermione left Harry's tent.
*_end flashback_*
"That must have been hard for you Harry. Having no contact with anyone that you cared for."
"It was. I could only send letters; never receive them. I wrote every chance I got to Ginny, which wasn't often at all."
"Ya know Harry, I was interested in Ginny for a while but she never took her eyes off of you. And then after a while it was just so obvious that you couldn't take your eyes off of her as well."
Harry blushes at this mention. "I was a stupid kid for not noticing her sooner."
"It's alright, we're allowed to be idiots once in our life."
"I just have to wonder Neville, if she moved on or not. I have been away for four years with only letters from me at random times. I couldn't get any letters from her since I was at the front."
"I believe Harry, that Ginny is still waiting for you. I bet you anything right now she's looking out the window waiting for the Knight Bus."
"I didn't tell them I was coming." Harry gives this mischievous grin. "Wanted to surprise them, especially Ginny."
"Harry you prat," Neville elbows his friend playfully. "So tell me Harry, tell me about that pretty American you brought in for me to mend up right after the defeat of Voldemort. Nothing going on between the two of you right?"
"Oh her…right. Yes, nothing between us at all. She helped me defeat Voldemort. I met her by coincidence when I was investigating a place that was rumored to be the meeting place of the Death Eaters."
*_flashback_*
Harry crept silent with his wand ready. The corridor was long and dark. He neared the corner and stopped. He thought he heard a noise, the softest whisper of footsteps, but then even that sound stopped. Harry took a silent deep breath and readied himself. Within a split second, Harry turned the corner and pointed his want only find himself eye to eye with the barrel of a black handgun. Harry froze, thinking, would he be able to cast a spell with his wand before the owner of the handgun fired? He finally looked into the eyes of his enemy. He was surprised to see that it was an Asian woman with intense brown eyes staring back at him. She moved slowly, but with the gun always pointed at him. Carefully, she moved closer to him and shocked Harry by brushing his bangs aside.
With a sigh, she put her gun down.
"Nice to finally meet you Harry Potter." She's an American! Harry was confused as ever.
"The Death Eaters are gone. By the time I got here, they had left. Apparently we just missed them, everything still looks new."
Finally able to find his voice, Harry opened his mouth.
"My name is Sarah Tran. Come, we should find a safer place to chat." Sarah took Harry to one of the safe houses set up by wizards who were fighting against Voldemort.
Finally safe, Harry tried to speak again. "How do you know my name?"
"The famous Harry Potter," Sarah gave a small smile, "who else has a lightning bolt scar?"
"Are you a wizard?"
"Of course not. If I were, would I be carrying a gun? No, I'm a muggle, but my brother, cousin and fiancé are wizards."
"What are you doing here?"
"I'm from the FBI in America. I was sent here to investigate mysterious deaths in the US. Though I shouldn't be here, this is personal you see. Death Eaters murdered my brother and my cousin. I'm here to make sure they don't get to my fiancé. He's the last family I have alive. He's not too happy, but he knows he can't stop me. My investigations led me here."
"I don't think guns would be very effective against wizards."
"Actually, it is if the wizard doesn't know what's coming. Look Harry, we're both looking for Voldie. I have some information that may help you, but I also know you can help me find him. I haven't had much luck recently. I keep coming to dead ends."
Harry agreed that he did need help. He had sent Ron and Hermione away almost a year ago and it was finally getting to him. He was exhausted and just plain tired of living on the edge. His nerves were going to give way if he didn't finish this soon.
"Look, Harry, we can finish this tomorrow. You look horrible. I'll stand guard and you can sleep."
Harry thankfully took up the offer and went to sleep.
*_end flashback_*
"Harry, so with her help you found You Know Who?"
"Yeah, I'm gonna make sure the whole wizarding world know that too. I'll tell the Daily Prophet that a muggle helped me defeat Voldemort. Maybe they'll treat muggles better after that."
"I see. Say Harry, would it hurt you too much to tell me what happened when you faced Voldemort?"
Before Harry could continue, Neville's stomach let out a tremendous growl. Harry just gives a hearty laugh.
"Perhaps after lunch Neville."
That's it for now. Hopefully it wasn't too bad. I'll finish it up in one more chapter. See? Not too long. As always, reviews are always welcomed. Thanks for reading.