The walk to the bus stop was that bizarre mix of hectic and suave that one could expect in the middle of London. Ezekiel took Harry's hand while Dora trailed behind and once they arrived she began whispering to Ezekiel.

"Why?"

"You'll have to be more specific."

"Don't play games with me. You know who he is, what he is. What he represents. Anyone in their right minds would've done the impossible to get him to their side. After what you said to him it'll be a miracle if he thinks it over for a second. C'mon, if you're not going to tell me about those dreams of yours, then at least tell me this."

"Because I've been in his position." Seeing her questioning face he continued "just on the other side. Had anyone told me half the things I'd have to deal with when I decided to become Lord Black, I'd ran back to America."

"Really... would you've done it?"

"What, you doubt me?"

"No, it's just... leaving has never been your thing."

"And what exactly is my thing?

"So far?"

Ezekiel decided that he didn't want to know the answer to that question, so he changed the subject.

"Look, if he's going to be a part of our world he needs to know the whole thing, the good and the bad."

"What bad? You're a freaking Lord, you have more rights and privileges than hairs on my body!"

"And in return I get criticized, ordered around and basically humiliated" he said angrily.

"Wait" said Dora, disbelievingly "are you talking about her? I mean..."

"What are you talking about?" Interrupted Harry.

"The Queen of England" Ezekiel answered annoyed.

Harry tilted his head in confusion and simply turned back to the ongoing traffic, looking for the bus's arrival.

"Shit, I forgot about work. Did you hear anything from Madam Bones?"

"Actually, yes." Dora answered "Got an owl this morning. You won't believe the mess that your trial brought on us."

"Anything interesting?"

"Any- Are you kidding me?" She said disbelievingly.

"Let me rephrase that, anything interesting for me?"

Dora thought for a moment before answering.

"Extended leave, two weeks."

"Neat" He smirked

"You're far too relaxed for this" Said Dora nervously

"Juust waiting for the other shoe to drop, Dora." He answered matter-of-factly.

They got on the bus and Ezekiel sat next to Harry, Dora on one the seats behind them.

"Where is Mundo?" He asked.

"Mungo, Mun-go. It's a couple of stops away, they hide it behind an abandoned building, they enchanted it to be ignored by the Muggles."

"But why? Why hide, when they could be helping people!" Harry exclaimed.

"Lower your voice, Harry. We can't discuss things like this in the open. It's for every one's safety.." Ezekiel whispered

"But I don't get it, why not say it out, why hide?" Said Harry as he lowered his voice.

"Because people thinks that magic can solve anything, it's something that they've been brainwashed into believing. Legends, myths,fairy tales, children's books even. Ever read Cinderella?"

Harry simply shook his head.

"No? What books did they read to you in that house?"

An awkward silence fell between them for a couple of stops before Dora popped her head between them.

"You know, Zeke? For such a fancy guy, you really know how to put your foot in your mouth."

"Thanks for the input, cousin. And for the last time my name is Ezekiel, Nymphadora."

Before Dora could say something that would've no doubt had them kicked off the bus they were cut off by the most unusual sound.

Harry's laughter.

Not just a chuckle, but a genuine laughter. It was so simple and honest that Ezekiel couldn't help to join him. It had been years since he had one of those and for some reason he suspected that the same was for Harry. He was laughing so hard that he was getting red.

"Y-yo-your, oh god, na-name issss... Nymphadora?" He managed to ask between the laughter.

Both of them were so distracted laughing that Ezekiel missed when she took aim and punched him in the back of the head. It didn't stop Harry's laughter though.

They were in fact so distracted by one another that they failed to notice the latest entrance on the bus. It was a group of five teenagers, three boys and two girls. They were dressed in their school uniforms and given the time of the day, had apparently decided to play hooky. It took less than a second for them to look at the bizarre trio near the end of the bus for the laughs and smart comments to flow between them. Honestly speaking, a kid using clothes from the last decade, along a man using a business suit too small for him while wearing cat eyed glasses with animal print talking to a purple hair punk did lend itself to ridicule. Or a Monty Python sketch. Their conversation continued, getting louder as time went by, to the point where they didn't bothered to hide their jokes. Things started to get out of hand when one of the boys decided to approach them.

"Oi! Is it true what they say?" He asked Dora.

"Ignore him." Ezekiel told her.

"I know"

Sadly the teenager took this as a sign to continue, louder than before.

"Oi, I'm talking to you!"

"Dora, don't" said Ezekiel before the boy snapped.

"Come on, don't be shy! I just want to know if it's true!"

"If what's true?" Asked an annoyed Dora. Ezekiel sighted, the last thing he needed was to getting arrested because of a fight.

"That all the mingers that dress like that are dykes!" He said laughing, his friend laughing as well in the background.

Seeing Dora getting up her seat Ezekiel hurried up and cut her off while facing the boy.

"Now listen here, I know that you just discovered masturbation and that you think that if you act like an idiot, you can win some semblance of hope for a rub from one of those slags on the back. Normally I wouldn't give a damn for any of you but today is not the day to start fights, you know? So why don't you go back to your boyfriends and try this with someone else, eh?"

"Wha- Did you just called me gay?" Said the confused boy, that faded quickly into anger as he pushed Ezekiel "You wanna piece of me, bum,?" All the while the two girls cheered him up and the other two boys began to approach them.

Ezekiel kept cutting off Dora from joining in while the boys shouted loudly how much they'll beat him up.

Just a bit closer. Ezekiel thought

"I never said you're gay, I just said that you're all so deep into the closet that you're in Narnia." He said smiling.

That worked. Even the girls in the back were now moving towards him with 'Fuck him up!' screams and promises of what they'll do to him. Ezekiel remained in the middle of the bus so that Dora couldn't butt in and once the gang was close enough he lowered the eyeglasses a bit on the bridge of his nose. Just enough so they could see a part of his eyes.

The gang just freezed in the spot, all bravado or aggression disappeared. As if they had been given an order they all put up their hands as the tried to walk back to their spot. The boy who had started the mess, being the one closest to him was the most scared. Ezekiel had the time of his life, while Dora huffed in exasperated and Harry tilted his head in confusion.

"Sorry, mate. I was just having fun, I mean, it was just joke, okay? I didn't mea-" The boy tried to excuse himself before Ezekiel cut him off.

"A joke you say? Well, I didn't get it. Could you tell me what the joke was about?"

"I-I, look mate it was jus-" The boy was getting more nervous by the second and Ezekiel was delighted, even though his face never showed it. Finally he decided to take the boy out his misery.

"You know what, it's my fault." He said looking apologetic, placing a hand on his chest "I'm not good with jokes, don't really have a sense of humor."

"H-hey, it's okay man. We're just going over th-"

"Say, do you want me to tell you what makes me laugh? It always puts a smile on my face" Ezekiel asked as he moved almost to the boy's face.

The kid was at this point too scared to say a word, having seen those ghostly eyes of him, let alone move a muscle. Ezekiel looked over the rest of the group that had tried to escape his gaze and saw them glued to their spots. Smiling, he looked back at the boy.

"Don't you kids have school today?" The boy was barely able to nod his head. "Well? Off you go, you kids." Ezekiel gave a smile that would've made the Cheshire cat look normal.

The group got off the bus on the very next stop and ran all the way to their school. They'd spend the entire day at it and even took the punishment given by the teachers, much to their surprise.

Ezekiel put his sunglasses back on and turned towards his seat but found an angry Dora in his way.

"So I can't work them over, but you get to scare them shitless?"

"You don't hurt people, you put them in body cast for six months and I don't have the time to explain this to the coppers. Next time, I promise that I just get out of your way. Just not today." He said apologetic.

"Fine" Said Dora annoyed.

"Ezekiel?" Asked Harry once he had sat back next to him.

"Yes?"

"What's masturbation?" asked Harry, as innocently as only a child can be.

Dora's laugh could be hear from every street they passed by while Ezekiel's face reddened. Amazing, simply amazing. He just scared away a bunch of kids without lifting a finger and that was his question? Flipping kid.

"It's a grown-up thing, I shouldn't have said it with you around. Please ignore it." He said shaking his head.

"Okay" He replied. "But why did they got scared when they saw your eyes? Did you use "he lowered his voice" magic?"

Ezekiel was dumbfounded at this. He took of the sunglasses and looked at Harry in the eyes. Again, the boy didn't even flinch. Why was he the only one who didn't look away was a complete mystery to him.

"Harry, be honest with me." He asked to the boy, who nodded in response. "Look into my eyes and tell me what you see."

"They are blue?"

"That's all you see?"

"They're...really blue?" He said making a confused face.

Ezekiel looked at him for a moment before putting on the glasses again.

"They scare people, they aren't normal." He admitted

"So...if they don't scare me, does that meant that I'm not normal?"

"Maybe" Ezekiel shrugged "but you're with me and a punk that can change her body as she likes, so you're the most normal of us all." He looked at the street and signaled Harry that their stop was near.

St. Mungo's entrance was concealed behind an abandoned red-brick London department store called Purge and Dowse Ltd. Harry wasn't particularly impressed until they walked through the door and they were received by a bursting with activity hospital. Ezekiel took Harry by the hand and moved him along quick enough to avoid suspicious looks towards a desk, where a squat little woman with short, blonde hair and blue eyes received them.

"I'm Lord Black" He said putting his hand with the family ring on the desk. "Andromeda Tonks setup an appointment to me. An urgent one."

All it took was one look at the family ring for the woman to direct them towards one of the private waiting rooms with two large couches.

"That was quick" noticed Dora " last time I came here, I had to wait for almost three hours to get a Healer. Another benefit of being a Lord, I take it?"

"No" Ezekiel shook his head "last time I came here it was almost eight, and it was a slow day."

"You think they'll try to pull something up?"

Ezekiel shrugged. For all the time that they spent discussing where to bring Harry, which was actually none, they spent even less considering the logistics of it. They went for what felt safer at the moment and every second they spent there Ezekiel grew more paranoid. This was a bad idea, he fell for Andi's request when he should've played it safe using those who couldn't betray him.

He tried to ignore the icy feeling creeping on his back when sense it again. The Black magic started moving on the back of his mind after being asleep all this time. It sensed it's master distress and had come to him, with sweet promises of blood and horror. Ezekiel needed to get out. His breath swiftly speeded up as the cold sweat began to cover him again. It took all of his willpower to force the magic to the back of his mind but he knew it would never go away. This was the worst case he could think of, if he lost control there the death count would be terrible, since most of the people in the building and specially those on the higher levels.

And the babies.

Oh, God.

Please not the babies.

Ezekiel was so scared that he didn't noticed a small hand pulling him and only snapped out off his stupor one Dora slapped his shoulder. Turning towards them he saw their concerned faces.

"Are you okay?" Asked Harry, Dora behind him studied him.

"Yes" He said, giving a smile that fooled no one."Just not a fan of hospitals."

Before anyone could say another word the doors of the waiting room opened and full entourage of Healers came through them, with a frustrated Andi following behind.

"Good evening, Lord Potter." Said the man that leaded the group into the room. An old man with grey hair "My name is Frederick Rowe, I'm the Chief Healer of this hospital and your personal Healer. Please follow us for your examination."

This wasn't a promising start. Ezekiel gave Andi a questioning look but she was too distracted trying to get the attention of Healer Rowe.

He decided to talk to the man, instead of the alternatives that the Black magic whispered to his ear.

"Head Healer Rowe, I believe we haven't been introduced. My name is" he started before the man cut him off.

"I know who you are, Lord Black. As well as your preference for the care of... lesser quality."

Oh goody, a racist. Ezekiel thought, he was either pure-blood or half-blood. Muggle-borns were too busy with their own problems or were at least, more open-minded about other species.

"Your presence isn't needed anymore, WE'll take care of Lord Potter's health."

"I'm afraid it's not that simple, mister Rowe. Young Harry here" nodding to the clueless boy" isn't a Lord yet. Matter of fact, he won't be a Lord for quite a while and in the meantime, I've been appointed as his Magical Guardian. So you see, there's still plenty to discuss. Namely, I'll need a copy of Harry's exam for my law-wizard"

"It's Head Healer Rowe to you, Lord Black" The man had to come from a middle-class family. In the wizard world, positions were usually bought. He cared about it, so he had to earn his current place. "And you'll have to request that to his actual Magic Guardian, Albus Dumbledore. I don't care what sort of trick you used to convince the Wizengamot that you're this boy's family, but I'll not be fooled by it. Nor shall I be intimidated by this... escort of yours"

"That's my daughter you're talking about, Rowe" Andi interrupted him "and she's not an escort, she's a full fledged Auror"

The man's head turned towards Dora, who flashed her identification to him with a smile. Apparently he didn't like to be corrected, as his face reddened.

"Do not interrupt me, Medi-Witch Tonks. I've overlooked your part in this farce since you brought the boy here, but you're still an accessory of it and as such, you can be fired from this institution."

"And I" she countered "Can sue you for unjust termination and just so happens that I know a law-wizard that could win it for me in a day."

"SILENCE! I've had enough of this family and their mockery. I've said it before and I'll say it again: this boy's Magic Guardian is Albus Dumbledore and none of you shall be ever allowed into this building ever again!"

The St Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries was suddenly engulfed in a bright light, shocking anyone blinding everyone in it.

What was discovered after the light disappeared would fascinate and disturb many people for years to come.

I don't own Harry Potter, all characters except OC belong to J. K. Rowling.