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October 31,1981 – New York City, United States of America

Michael 'Mike' Ross and his husband Harvey Specter were sleeping peacefully after a difficult day in court representing a client who was in the middle of a feud with a family member, when he sat up quickly, a lone tear made its way down his face, uttering a single word.

'Lily!'

'Mike, what's wrong?' Harvey woke up; rubbing circles on his husband's back, wondering what had sent him into such an emotional state. Being married to Mike for a year now, he knew that whenever he became emotional, silence was the only way to get the younger man to open up.

However before he could to begin to explain his emotional upset, a letter materialised out of nowhere like fireworks exploding outside in New York, today was Halloween. With shaky hands, Mike opened the envelope with a sinking feeling, wondering what his sister had penned.

Mikey,

If you are receiving this letter, sadly the worst has happened that James and I have been betrayed and killed by Voldemort and our only son and your nephew Harry is the only survivor, due to a ritual I discovered in the Ross Grimoire.

Mike, I have grave fears that Harry will be used as a pawn by the esteemed Headmaster for his plan to overthrow the Wizarding World. Yeah, the leader of the "Light" isn't exactly light after all; he's just another Dark Lord in disguise. If I am right, he will take Harry from his rightful guardian and godfather Sirius Orion Black and place him with magical hating people in hope of when he did go to Hogwarts, he would seek the Headmaster out for guidance. Sirius would never betray us as our secret keeper was Peter Pettigrew.

This cannot happen! Mike you need to tell Harvey your secret. You two are soul mates bound by Magic herself. Listen to your little sister and brother-in-law. The letter doubles as a location of Harry's whereabouts, just shed a few drops of blood and ask where he was dumped by Dumbledore.

Also you need to take up the Lordship of the Most Ancient and Most Noble House of Ross, I think it's time to show what happens when wizards and witches messes with one of the most sacred houses lead by two formidable lawyers.

Raise Harry as your own and if Sirius asks if he could blood-adopt Harry, let him! The more protection he has, the more difficult it will get for Dumbledore to interfere.

Don't grieve for us too long big brother, teach him the ways of the laws and how to be an honourable man. We will meet soon.

With love always,

James and Lily.

By now, Mike was sobbing uncontrollably, his only sister was gone and his nephew was missing. Passing the note to Harvey, he slid out of bed and proceeded to put on some pyjama pants, making his way to the shared walk-in-robe, after searching for a couple of minutes, he returned to the bed and dusted off the box and opened it to reveal the contents.

'Remember when we moved in, I said not to ask what this box was?' Mike spoke softly, looking at Harvey with underlying love for the man.

'I do Mike but what's this got to do with Lily, James and Harry?' Harvey wasn't worried that the younger man had kept this from him. As far as he was concerned, everyone had their secrets and weren't meant to be revealed until the time was right.

'Harvey, I am a wizard and you are my soul mate,' Mike was relieved to get the information out as it released a massive burden off his shoulders. Opening the box, he grasped his wand, familiar sensation of feeling complete washed over him once more, before reaching in and removing a ring, that had several diamonds and emeralds etched with a wolf and wand drawn on top. Placing the ring on his left middle finger, the Ross Family Magic was overjoyed to be reunited with the Lord of the House, lifting any Fedelius Magics that were previously blocked to the law-abiding wizard.

'Honestly Mike, that does not surprise me that we were always destined to be together,' the older man replied, enveloping his soul mate in a warm and understanding embrace. 'Now, tell me what has happened to your sister and how we can find Harry.'

Needing no further prompting, Mike slashed his left hand and let a few drops fall before the letter flashed and his cut was healed. Both men glanced at the parchment eagerly to find the location of their nephew's kidnappers.

Number Four, Privet Drive, Little Whinging, Surrey, England

Sighing, Mike proceeded to tell Harvey everything from his childhood, to Hogwarts and why he decided to leave England for New York and practice law.

Making a split decision, Harvey picked up the phone and dialled Jessica.

'Get what you need to remove Harry from the environment, Jessica owes me a favour and she's agreed to use her private jet to fly to England. Her only request is that you tell her, Rachel and Donna exactly what you told me,' Harvey replied twenty minutes later, heading to the bathroom to freshening up for the long journey to England.

'Deal,' Mike replied, feeling hopeful for the first time since the tragedy broke a little over two hours ago. Waving a hand around the room, the young wizard breathed a sigh of happiness, a smile adjourning his face as he remembered the feeling of using magic once more and that his husband was in fact not only his soul mate but supportive as well. As he looked around the room seeing the suitcases packed themselves and his pyjamas changed into a suit, there was only one thought in his head.

'Hang on little seeker, Uncle Mike is coming to rescue you!'

November 2, 1981, Number Four, Privet Drive, Little Whinging, Surrey, England.

For the last two days, thunderstorms had been blowing wildly and erratically in Little Whinging but even the weather forecasters were baffled on what was causing this terrestrial event.

However, the event was caused by the magical anguish of one Harrison 'Harry' James Potter, who had been locked away and crying to no end as could not understand why no one wanted him or even show a bit of love.

'SHUT IT FREAK OR YOU WILL NOT GET FED TOMORROW!' a male voice boomed throughout the house. That voice belong to Vernon Dursley, a greed fat little man who was only housing the newly orphan for the money that was promised by Albus Dumbledore.

However, before he could silence the young babe with the threat of using his belt, there was a knock at the door. Giving his wife a side glance look, the horse-like woman stood up and proceeded to answer the door, immediately coming to face with three woman and two men all dressed to the nines and an unreadable expression on their faces.

'Yes, how can I help you?' Petunia Dursley asked with an air of arrogance in her voice.

'My name is Jessica Pearson from Pearson Hardman in New York City, we are here as one of my associates believes that you may be unlawfully looking after his nephew Harrison Potter,' Jessica stepped forward, looking as elegant as ever, determined to put the woman in front of her to shame.

'There is no Harrison Potter here!' Petunia shrieked, trying to shut the door but found that she could not as Mike stepped forward.

'Do not LIE to me madam, for we all know that my nephew is here and if you dare try to stop me, the laws of your country will be the least of your worries,' he spoke with a deadly whisper, like a python ready to strike their prey. Behind him, Rachel, Donna, Jessica and Harvey were all sporting evil grins on their faces. Once Mike started there was no stopping until he got what he wanted.

Suddenly the rain stopped as a voice could be heard from the cupboard.

'Uncle Mikey!'

Needing no further encouragement, Harvey and Mike pushed past the kidnapper as the cupboard door sprang open and a giggle could be heard as Mike lifted up his sweet adorable nephew.

'Hey little seeker, how you doing buddy?' Mike was overjoyed to be reunited with the only link to his little sister.

'Good, Mummy, Daddy?' he asked looking for his parents, hoping that they would come and pick him up and take him away from this horrible place.

Overcome with grief once more, he made his way back to the rest of the group, whispering that his mummy and daddy had gone to heaven and that he was loved forever by not only his parents but his new family.

Donna and Rachel started gushing over their new 'nephew' as Harvey stood forward and addressed both Dursley adults.

'How dare you mistreat a child, especially someone who is not even your own blood!' he snarled. The colour suddenly drained from their faces as they realised that they weren't going to be able to get away with the crimes by throwing money around.

'You've just given us the perfect opportunity for us to open a London branch,' Jessica grinned as she pondered the idea of how to investigate the family without arousing suspicion. 'So if I were you, I would hire a very good lawyer because once we get a hand on your financials, there is nothing any of my associates standing here that will be short of putting you away for years.'

Nothing more was said as the group walked away from Surrey forever with only one thing in mind,

Revenge will be sweet for Pearson Hardman.