Harry awoke to his alarm clock, which rang with a very annoying tone. It was just out of Harry's reach so he had to stand up to stop it from driving him mad. He dressed in his working clothes and tried to maintain his not-so-co-working hair. Then he made his bed with a small wave of his wand and walked to the bathroom. He brushed his teeth and made another attempt to straighten his hair.
This was his daily routine.
"Good morning, daddy…" Teddy yawned. He was still in his pajamas and clutching to his favorite toy, a t-rex called Brian. His hair was a blend of blue and green.
"Good morning, Teddy bear", Harry said with a smile on his face. "Care to go down and have a bowl of cereal?"
Teddy only nodded sleepily and let Harry guide him down the stairs.
Four years ago Harry got full custody over Teddy. Andromeda had to move to France because of some job she really wanted and couldn't take Teddy with her. Harry had eagerly convinced her to leave Teddy to live with him and so she did. Harry was really glad she did because he would be really lonely if Teddy weren't around.
After eating a bowl of cereal, Teddy seemed to wake up. His hair turned emerald green, which was his favorite colour, and his cheeks turned slightly pink. Harry watched the seven year old boy run up the stairs to get dressed. In the mean time, Harry finished eating and cleaning up after them. Since Kreatcher had died the year before, much to Harry's delight, Harry had to do everything. That wasn't really much of a change since Kreatcher hadn't really been active in serving Harry.
Teddy came back into the kitchen fully dressed, with his schoolbag in hand. Harry hugged him, told him to put on his shoes and wait for him while he took the stairs up to his room. Harry had almost forgot to take his gun with him. He opened his bedside drawer and strapped the gun to his belt. He went down again to find Teddy ready at the front door.
"Alright Teddy, take my hand please", Harry said, the boy took his hand. He Apparated to a deserted street only five minutes walk from Teddy's school.
"Wait, Teddy, your hair", Harry pointed out and Teddy's hair turned jet black with a hint of green in it. Harry smiled, the boy had insisted on his first day at school that his "school-hair" would have a little green in it. Harry remembered saying "fine" in a annoyed fashion when he couldn't get the boy to change his hair colour.
After dropping Teddy off, Harry Apparated to another deserted alley and walked across the street to get to his work. He was a muggle detective, though only 24 years old. Harry had flown through the police academy and he spent an extra ordinary short time as a trainee. Due to his experience, he was really good in the field and his boss was more than pleased to take him in for the real thing. Harry started with solving small robberies but was now assigned in murder cases and many cases related to dangerous mobs.
He walked inside the big police station and hurried himself to his office. He even had an office now, the youngest detective working had his own office. He found himself grinning while opening his top drawer with a lazy wave of his wand. He took the recent case file for the multi-smuggling mob case he was working on. It was one of the most serious cases he had ever worked on because it involved bribed police officers and murders. Harry wondered how you could murder someone just to cover up your smuggling. He opened the case file and tried to figure out what step to take next. He was interrupted by his co-worker and friend, Alan who was a short fellow with blue eyes and a dark brown hair that fell down almost straight but slightly curled at the ends.
"Hey, there Harry! Anythin' brightenin' up in your head about that case?" Alan asked with a cheer in his voice.
"Nah, but would you mind closing the door?" Harry asked.
"Sure, anythin' my friend", Alan said and turned around to carefully close the door. Harry grinned and shook his head while locking the door with a flick of his wand.
"Ahh, I wish I could do that", Alan said and took a seat next to Harry.
"Sorry muggle", Harry said teasingly. Since Alan was Harry's best muggle friend, Harry had of course told him about being a wizard. At first Alan had laughed until he stopped breathing but when Harry showed him that he wasn't kidding, or simply being crazy, Alan had met his gaze with shocked expression on his face. Harry had thought Alan was going to faint but after a cup of tea and a lot of bisquits he managed to mumble a faint "wow".
It was nice to have at least one co-worker knowing what he could do with only a simple spell and a wand. It made working like a muggle a lot easier.
"This aint' working, Harry", Alan finally said after watching Harry hover over his case file for about thirty minutes. "We ought to go and grab a cup of coffee".
"Alright". Harry stood up and unlocked the door. They walked out of the station, Harry half dragging his feet. They made it to the coffee stand which was stationed just across the street. They bought some coffee and found a bench to sit on while drinking their coffee.
"So… how is that strange case going on?" Alan asked awkwardly.
"I'm not sure, I have a strange feeling about it", Harry answered and clutched his hands around his cup to keep them warm.
"What do you mean?" Alan asked in puzzlement.
"Well… honestly… I think a wizard has something to do with this smuggling", he said an tugged his hair a little. He was doing what he could to solve this case but it was giving him a hard time at it. He had even asked Hermione for an opinion but she refused. He didn't blame her, he shouldn't have tried to drag her into this mess. There were already three dead police officers and one badly injured. Harry knew that there was a certain mob behind this but it was hard to find evidence to put the leaders behind bars. He was even starting to sound like a muggle! He slapped his forehead stood up. Of course! There must be a wizard controlling the smuggle activities! The mob was just a puppet with someone pulling the strings.
Harry spilled his coffee all over his trousers. Damn it! He made sure that no one was looking before cleaning his pants with his wand. Then he told Alan all about his sudden burst of brain activity. Alan only nodded and they hurried themselves to Harry's office.
"Do'ya suspect anyone?" Alan asked Harry with an expression that almost made Harry laugh out loud.
"Well, I have several Death Eaters in mind but no one in particular", Harry blurted out before realizing that Alan had no idea what Death Eaters were. Alan just raised his shoulders, looking puzzled. "Death Eaters were Voldemort's followers and Voldemort was the most cruel wizard of all time. He almost destroyed Hogwarts and killed thousands of people. I killed him and that's the real reason why I'm so famous in the Wizarding World". Harry was blushing. He'd never told Alan about Voldemort or why people recognized Harry on the street.
Alan looked like a fish on dry land. His eyes were literally popping out of his head. Harry bit his tongue. He shouldn't have said it.
After few minutes, when Alan had recovered, Harry went with a couple of other detectives, Dennis Moore and Peter Larson, to make a search in what looked like an abandoned warehouse. It was down at the docks, a convenient place for smuggling. They split up and Harry was first to enter the building. It was almost too dark inside but after a couple of minutes his eyes recovered and swept over the place. It was deserted. He walked across the large room with his gun in hand and checked two other rooms. They were empty as well. He heard Larson shout "All clear" and after few seconds Moore also made the call. Harry had one room left to check on and he crept carefully around the corner. Harry gasped.
A man was bound to an uncomfortable-looking chair in the middle of the dim lit room facing the opposite wall. He was completely naked. Harry saw blood dripping from several wounds on his back. Harry made a quick look around the room, just to make sure no one was lurking in the shadowed corners, before shouting "all clear, though you need to take a look at this" at his partners.
The naked man shivered a little when noticing that he wasn't alone. Harry hurried to his side to loosen the ropes that were tightly wrapped around the man. Harry noticed that the man had really nice platinum-blond hair which shone in the faint light. Harry saw his partners stop in the doorway with shocked expressions on their features. He raised his hand, a gesture that told them to stay back for now. He then looked at the man's face, the man was looking down at his hands at the moment so dark shadows hid his features. Harry gently raised the man's head and found ice-cold grey eyes look at him.
