Hey, it's me, High Reacher! Here's another story!

Harry Potter got off the train coming home from his third year at Hogwarts. His relatives were waiting for him when he got there. They took him home, without a word, just like always.

About a week after Harry came home, Uncle Vernon said that he would have to go to Washington D.C. for a business trip. Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia had a giant argument about what to do with Harry. They couldn't leave him alone in the house, and it was too long to leave him with Mrs. Figg, so they had to take him with them. They hopefully would come home before the start of the school year.

Two days later they were on a plane heading to D.C. Not surprisingly, Harry had his own seat while the three Dursleys sat together. The first thought that popped into Harry's head after he sat down was: With how fat Uncle Vernon and Dudley are how can the three of them fit next to each other? Not that he cared much; it's not like he wanted to sit next to them, anyway.

Harry didn't really do much on the flight. The Dursleys let him bring some of his Wizarding stuff; actually they let him bring most of it. He actually brought all of it, but the Dursleys didn't know that, and didn't need to know that. (Thankfully he knew how to use undetectable extension charms.) All he did was read, and sleep. He brought a couple of his books with him on the flight. Thankfully the books were charmed so that if a Muggle, who didn't know of the Wizarding world, were to look at the cover, they would see something else, plus they couldn't read the text. In all truth, his books were all he brought on the plane. Unfortunately, the only magical thing that he wasn't able to bring was Hedwig. At the beginning of the summer he had had to send her with a note over the Ron's explaining why the Weasleys would have to have her for the summer. Fortunately, Hedwig never came back, so the Weasleys were okay with it.

When they landed, Harry kept as close to the Dursleys as he could without being too close to them. They all went to baggage claim. The Dursleys wanted to get their baggage before Harry, and leave him there before he got his bag. Unfortunately for the Dursleys, Harry got his bag first. So they all got on the metro rail and went to their hotel. They got one room that could fit four people, but they made Harry sleep on the floor.

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-In another part of D.C.-

Tony Dinozo's POV:

I'm currently sitting as my desk with my head in my hands. It had certainly been a busy week. Today, we actually just finished our third case in five days! Some days I wonder why I have this job!

And if that isn't been enough, Sirius Black recently broke out of Azkaban. Oh, sorry for not mentioning it earlier, but I'm a wizard, I graduated from Hogwarts just like all my friends. I had wanted to be an Auror, but when I found out about NCIS, I just couldn't pass up the opportunity. So, anyway, I get the Daily Prophet in the morning before I go off to work, and the day that Sirius Black broke out of Azkaban, I wanted to cry. I was friends with Remus, not as much with James or Sirius, but, I knew that Remus and Sirius were great friends, and I just couldn't take it. I was lucky that I remembered to put a charm on myself so I didn't turn up to work that day with red and puffy eyes.

A couple weeks ago, I got a note from Remus that Sirius wasn't the one that betrayed James and Lily, Peter was. I never trusted that rat… so it didn't change me that much.

Ziva, McGee, and I are finishing our paperwork, (me mostly spacing out and thinking of my wizarding life) when Gibbs comes in. "He certainly looks like he's on a mission." McGee whispers to me. "Um, boss, please tell me we don't have another case." I whine. "Nope Dinozzo, once you guys finish your paperwork, you can go home." No way! Something's got to be up with Gibbs, he never lets us go home early. "You all right boss?" "Believe it or not, Dinozzo, yeah, I'm all right. I'm a bit tired from all these cases, and I bet you are too." He walks over to the elevator and presses the button. When the doors open, he faces us, "Good bye, see you all tomorrow." and walks into the elevator.

The three of us just look at each other for a moment. Ziva breaks the silence, "Well, that was kind of weird." "No kidding, Ziva." "Did Gibbs just give us the day off?" "We had lunch a couple of hours ago, McGoo. So it's not like Gibbs is letting us take the whole day off. I doubt that he would ever do that!" Ziva and I stand up at the same time, and walk over to the elevator, to leave. Once we got there, McGee yells, "Wait up!" and runs up behind us.

Well, that's where this story is going to end for this chapter. Hope you like it!

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