Chapter I

The rain was pouring down in torrents, as was usual for this time of year in New York. It had been a cold day to begin with but the inclusion of the rain it made it bitterly so. The figure that was walking down the street pulled their oversized green cloak over themselves. They scanned the road they had arrived at and continued walking quickly once the cars had passed by. Arriving at the other side of the street the person entered a warm looking building, with a low ceiling and light that shined an inviting yellow. Pulling down the hood of their cloak revealing an angular face with short hair, shaved close on both sides and the back. It was dyed a steely gray. Going to the counter they ordered a drink and sat down at a table in the corner of the room where is was harder to see them. The door to the cafe opened again momentarily filling the room with cold air. Another figure with a red cloak walked to the first table. The person in green stood at the others presence. "Sit down, I don't want to draw attention to us" the slim figure in red whispered harshly. Both sat down gracefully. "Should you be here Madam President, with the Grindelwald situation? It's not very safe for you to be out in public alone?" the other inquired. The President of the Magical Congress of the United States responded "I could say the same for you, miss Hill." Hill shrugged her shoulder and stared at Ms. Picquery, she had not expected her to come. "I expected one of your representatives, not yourself" the younger witch examining the head of magical rule in the United States. "Would you have come if it was going to be anyone else but me?" the President quipped. "Point taken" Hill replied, continuing saying "Why do you want to meet with me Madam President? Have I finally broken the law-" the girl was cut off by the president "We need your help" this silenced the other, the look of confusion on Hill's face prompted Picquery to keep speaking "Percival Graves has been compromised, I need you to find him." These words prompted a response from Hill "Compromised, how so?" Percival Graves was the best Auror she knew and that he would not been easily defeated. "Grindelwald, took his identity. We assume that Graves is being kept alive for information. That information is invaluable to us. We need him back, and if he is dead then at least we can stop worrying about what he can tell other people" the President informed cooly. "You care nothing for the man" Hill stated, not only because of Picquery's coldness on the topic, but from personal experience with both Graves and the President. "I assume your own people are already working on this?" she questioned. "You're one to talk about being cold with your profession Ms Hill, and yes my people have been on this case for three weeks with only dead ends to show me." Picquery said. The other girl nodded her head in understanding. "You must know every criminal in this city, I think you have a chance of finding Graves" the President concluded. "I'll try my hardest to find Percival Graves for you" Hill said. "What do you want in payment for your efforts Ms Hill?" inquired the President. "I'll let you know when I have Mr. Graves" Hill said standing up, grabbing her drink and walking quickly out of the cafe into the rain once more. Seraphina sighed, that girl had always been hard on her nerves, it was difficult to bring herself to ask her for help. Standing the President went outside and apperated.

Haggard breaths could be heard in a dark room. A loud clang could be heard reverberating across the room. The noise of an object hitting metal. Muttering could also be heard, a small grunt followed the previous sounds. "Stop, we want him awake, he's useless to us if he passes out" a deep voice rung out. There was another grunt, quickly cut off by labored breath. "You know we can let you rest if you tell us what we want to know?" the voice was taunting. "I… won't… tell... you… anything" a soft voice panted out.

The President of The Magical Congress was back in her office. She was handed a file by one of her multiple assistants dressed in black. She opened the battered folder showing the cream colored paper inside.

Name: Levi Hill

Age: 20

Gender: Female

Position in The Magical Congress of the United States: Auror - Terminated

Reason for Termination: Reckless Endangerment

Special Traits: Spell casting, changing appearance

Seraphina watched as the a line was added to the top page, which also contain a moving image of the girl from the coffee shop before that day.

Current Status with The Magical Congress of the United States: Ally

Closing the file the distinguished women handed back to her assistant and said "Call Mr. Carrington up to my office please." Shortly after this command a portly man entered her posh looking oak paneled room. Once in front of the desk she gestured that he sit. "How may I assist you Madam President?" the man inquired. "You remember Levi Hill" Picquery said. The man started shaking his head no and looked like he was about to say something when Picquery said "Follow her, that is all Carrington. I do not want to hear any comments you have about Ms Hill, we have all heard them before" she said quickly. "Yes Madam President, is that all?' the man said in a clipped voice. "Yes, thank you" Seraphina said. Once the President had said yes Carrington was out of his seat with a scratching sound on wood and heading toward the door, muttering under his breath about some little boy. The only person left in the room sunk back into her chair with a sign exhausted, she was hoping to have this over quickly, this whole ordeal with Graves and the incompetence of the Auror's in MACUSA was infuriating.