A/N: Hey guys! Sorry for the wait, I had fun typing this one up. I hope you guys enjoy it! Thank you all for reading, really. Makes me smile when I get those alert emails. I'd love reviews as well! (Thank you also to the people reviewing ^_^) I'm in France now :D

Here we are! xx.

(Oh, and I'm trying something a bit different, because I've been lapsing into writers block and I figured writing in a different POV would help...and it did! SO, this is the end result of it. I hope it's not that horrible :) )

Disclaimer: I do not own Sherlock or Harry Potter. I only own my own characters.

XX

~Hollie's POV~

It had been four days since my fateful afternoon tea with Sherlock. I've been purposefully ignoring him as we moved to and fro 221 Baker St. Luckily I hadn't once run into him or John because they've been busy with a case. This piece of information I had heard from Mrs. Hudson. For four days I hadn't seen either of them and on the fifth day I was lounging in my living room with the Malfoy kids watching the muggle telly.

Outside the weather was being bipolar as ever, as it always was here in the England. Out of nowhere someone burst through the door of my flat. Katie burst through my flat all bedraggled and a wild look in her eyes.

"Bloody hell Katie! You look like you've been hit by a Hippogriff!" I exclaimed. I gotup and rushed over to her, checking her over quickly making sure she wasn't hurt.

"I'm fine, I'm fine," Katie muttered, as I helped her over to the sofa.

"Mum!" Bethany and Scorpius exclaimed running over to their mother.

Those two looked at her worried as she started to catch her breath.

"Poppycock," I snapped, and sat next to her, ushering Beth to go next to Scorpius. "Now what the hell is up with you."

Katie turned to her kids. She looked relieved and torn at the same time. Very peculiar.

"Kids, please go to Aunt Hollie's room so I may talk to her," she said and ushered them into the room.

She turned to me, her expression was almost unreadable. It's one she put on before delivering nearly unhappy news. Katie had done this many times back in school.

"Kids and young woman are going missing from the Wizarding World, they're all being snatched up!" Katie said with wide eyes. "A witch hunter in the muggle world and they're headed to the Wizarding World!"

"A witch hunter? Is this bloke killing?" I frowned.

This was most certainly news to me. I did hear about two people killed in SoHo, and the muggle police were investigating. Never had a witch hunter appeared since the middle ages, and Voldemort didn't count.

"Yes! First he Lester's two kids were found dead in an alleyway, it was brutal what they did, and all points to a muggle witch hunter, they've almost nearly infiltrated Diagon Alley. Snatched two woman near the Leaky Cauldron. They're watching us. I think they know who's a muggle and who's not," Katie grimaced and started to pat down her hair and fix her clothes. "I've come to warn you and take the kids, we're headed up to Manchester and away from London."

"Impossible, our magic is strong! Especially now! Kingsley has everything under control," I said shaking my head. I had gone to Diagon Alley the day before. "The Ministry is working much better now that..." I paused and watched for Katie's reaction. "Voldemort is gone."

She didn't flinch, but nodded at me.

"Squibs can," Katie replied with a grimace.

I gave a long sigh. "Just when I was settling in, now we have a killer on the loose, and I did hear about the two bodies found in an alleyway. Why isn't the Prophet saying anything?"

"I heard from Ginny that she's trying to get everything in order before releasing it to the public," Katie said softly and bit her lip.

We exchanged grim looks and a few minutes later, Katie suddenly remembered something. She usually had a knack for forgetting things easily.

"Oh! Harry sent me a letter, he asked me to ask you in person if you'd like to help out with this case. The Ministry is including the British Government in this one," Katie said in a light tone. "Galleons on this one is a good sum, since you'll be working with muggles."

I shrugged what did I have to loose. I was in a semi contract with the magical law enforcement, and I knew that Jenn could hold down the fortress of our café.

"Sure, I'll send him an owl," I said with a smile, then eyed Katie with a questionable look. "Also, why in the name of Merlin did it look like you ran here."

Katie laughed. "I was going to apparate but this is a muggle neighbourhood so there are no apparating spots. I dissaparated nearby and then ran the rest of the way."

"Blimey you're mad," I said in an exasperated tone. "Do be careful and take the floo back to wherever your going next with the kids."

She nodded. "Draco went to the Malfoy Manor, we're going there to say goodbye and then heading up to Manchester, to the house that Draco wanted to buy just in case. It's near Scotland and Hogwarts so it's more convenient."

It made sense. Since Draco was working at Hogwarts, Manchester was a perfect place to settle and until this killer was caught then it was better to be safe then sorry.

"Go collect the kids, I need to write that letter to Harry," I got up and went over to my counter which had parchment, with writing supplies.

Katie agreed and disappeared into my room.

Harry,

Katie has told me of the job offer and yes I accept. I have nothing more on m agenda since the little Malfoy's are heading out of town with their parents. I will owl Jenn telling her of the job that has come up. Do I come to the Ministry? When do I start? I do need to be debriefed? Working with the muggles, is it Scotland Yard that are our partners? Please respond ASAP. I really wouldn't like to dwindle when it comes to "witch hunters" and killers.

Your Dearest Friend,

Hollie

I signed the parchment and placed it in an envelope and sealed it off. I quickly whistled and my owl came and perched itself on the bird perch.

"Please take this to Harry at the Ministry," I gave the owl the letter and it was off.

"Thank you for taking care of them for a short time," Katie came over to me and embraced me in a hug then whispered in my ear. "Be safe and please catch the sonovabitch."

I smiled at her. "Of course I will, bye Kat." I turned to the small children. "Bye kids I'll see you soon."

I gave each of them a hug and kiss and they took the Floo network and were gone. I watched the green powder swirl a bit before I grabbed my wand which was under my skirt, held in a wand garter. I started casting spells to keep away any danger and too keep my flat safe.

An hour later, when I had just come out of the shower and had gotten dressed, a head popped up in my fireplace. It was Harry.

"Hello Harry!" I quipped with a pleasant smile.

He smiled back. "Good evening Hollie. To answer your questions, please do come to the Ministry tomorrow at ten and you will be debriefed in what's transpiring. The Daily Prophet is sending out notices about the supposed witch hunter and then yes we will head onto Scotland Yard. Only one of the muggles with clearance will know who we are," he explained simply. "He goes by the name of Mycroft Holmes, and he said he will pay you a visit tonight."

"Very well, I will see you tomorrow then, have a good night Harry," I nodded at him.

He said his goodbyes and disappeared.

Now the only thing that was missing was this Mycroft Holmes... The names was familiar because of Sherlock Holmes. Brothers from the sound of it. I let the idea simmer as I settled myself into my sofa. I grabbed the Witch Weekly magazine sitting on my coffee table and sat on my sofa. It was something to pass the time as I waited for this Mycroft person to show.

XX

Ten o'clock at night is when Mycroft showed, nearly giving me a heart attack when the muggle alarm sounded loudly. I had fallen asleep reading Witch Weekly and had jolted awake as my door rattled and then opened. At first I really had no clue it was him. I grabbed my wand and stood up, tentatively walking near to the door. When the door opened I raised my wand ready to strike. Which was odd of me. Usually I used the shoot first and ask questions later method, this time I did not.

"Miss Moore if you would be as kind to not point that at me." His sophisticated voice rendered me to stand rigidly.

He stepped into my flat and came into the dim lighting. The alarm was still going off, he didn't seem to notice, then I almost face palmed.

Of course, He's a muggle!

I waved my wand and the alarm stopped. Lowering my wand I sat back down on the sofa.

"You would be Mycroft Holmes," I said wryly.

"That would be me," he seated himself on a plush chair I had int the living room. "On to what I'm here for."

I motioned him to continue.

"I would like to make a proposition for you," he continued. "My brother, Sherlock, is someone with difficult capabilities. I would like to have someone keep an eye on him for me and report back."

I scoffed. "No, no I will most certainly not do that. The last thing I want to do is spy on someone. Especially get paid for it." I narrowed my eyes at him. "He's a grown man, and I'm sure he can take care of himself."

Mycroft's expression gave away nothing as he looked at me. We held eye contact as he spoke in an even tone.

"Very well Miss Moore," he said calmly. "I do leave you with this warning." He stood up and gripped the umbrella that was in his hand. "I know what you are, and who you're associated with. So, do be careful around my brother, I'd rather keep him in the dark about that secret of London."

Mycroft dipped his head at me in goodbye and left. I loosened up my shoulders, since his whole visit I was on edge. Especially with a muggle who knew I was a witch.I stood up and ran a few fingers through my hair. I really hoped that this wouldn't be a big hassle. Working on murder cases that interlocked with muggles were very rare in the Wizarding World, and I never associated myself with the muggle world and murder.

This ought to be interesting.