Ezekiel could feel that today was different the moment that he and Harry got out of the car. The Tonk's house was always vibrant, the windows open and one could hear the radio if he was close enough. Today it was silent, as if the house was in mourning. He knocked the door to find an exhausted looking Andi.
"Hey, is everything okay?"
"Yes, just a long night." She assured him as she hugged Harry. "How are you Harry, ready for another day?"
"Yes." The boy replied, sensing her distress as he hugged her tightly.
"You sure you're fine?" Ezekiel persisted. "I mean, after last night..."
"Just a bad dream, dear." Andi lied. "Now why don't you get going? It's getting late, isn't it?"
"Sure." Ezekiel said, being anything but."Please give this to Ted, I'll go now." He handed over a folded piece of paper to her and went back into his car.
Andi turned to see her husband greeting Harry as the boy set up his supplies as he awaited for the teacher to arrive.
"Is Ezekiel still outside?" Ted asked his wife, who shook her head. "He was supposed bring me that name"
"He gave me this for you." Andi said as she handed over the piece of paper. He opened up and as he read the name of it, his eyebrows shot up to the top of his forehead. He tried to speak but his mouth refused to cooperate, but when it did...
"Is he out of his mind!?"
Ezekiel entered the Archive only to find another worrying image, his cousin was sitting on his chair, looking completely miserable. Even her hair had turned back to her original dark brown.
"Are you gonna tell me that you had a bad dream too?" He asked to Dora but she didn't respond to him. She rose slowly and approached him. "Is it because of what I did yesterday?" He didn't manage to finish his sentence as Dora hugged him, burying her head on his chest. Ezekiel was at a loss, so he did the same thing Andi did in this cases and hugged her. He tried to sooth her but even though Dora wasn't making any noise, he wasn't sure that it helping.
"Do you want to tell me what's going on?" He asked but she shook her head against him. "Okay, why don't we sit and" At that point Dora hugged him tighter. "or not. We can just stay here." He didn't knew exactly how long they stood there but eventually Dora let go of him, drying her tears.
"Are you okay now?" Ezekiel asked softly, to which she nodded. "Dora, what happened? Did someone do something?"
"It's alright. We need to check the rest of the docks, let's go." Ezekiel wanted to ask again but she left the room promptly. He followed her promptly and found she was already outside the Ministry by the time he had reached the Atrium. She was standing near his car, apparently having entered it using magic and was looking through the files in the glove compartment.
"So, I take it that we aren't going to talk about what just happened?" He asked.
"I've been thinking about the phone call that Mills received last time." Apparently not, Ezekiel thought. "If he was talking about a container, that means that it has to be an international port. I checked the prices and the thing is, even with their income, they can't afford one of the big ones." Seeing Ezekiel's thinking face, she continued. "So the ones that remain that can take containers aren't that much. Roughly thirty or so, the best part is that some of those we've already checked."
"That's great. Another day trying to talk to the owners of one of those ports and I'd have started using Legimens on them." Clearly, he'd have to wait for her to be ready before bringing up the subject again.
"Yeah, we should've figured it out much sooner. Meh, doesn't matter anymore. I've marked the ones that fit into what we're looking for. Maybe one of those will have the logo that you saw." She said as she passed him the list of ports, some circled around.
As they spend the day looking for a port that fitted their requirements, Ezekiel kept an eye on his cousin. Her mood had improved since the morning, she was smiling and cracking jokes. She was also looking at his eyes when she thought he couldn't see her. It was a foolish attempt, as he had kept his sunglasses on ever since he had left the Ministry.
"Hey look, that one has a logo." Her words shook him out of his thoughts. "Is that the one?"
"Maybe, it's pretty similar." Ezekiel smiled. "It's not too late, how about we wait for the owner to leave?"
"Sure, lets go to a booth, I need to call Andromeda and see if she can keep Harry some more." Ezekiel said as they drove away. His aunt didn't object, despite the short time meeting him she already treated Harry as a son. They waited in Ezekiel's car outside the port, waiting for the right time.
"So how come you speak Portuguese?" Dora asked.
"When Gringotts was found, the goblins found out that not only there were way more humans that they thought, they didn't even shared the same language. So they came up with a way to teach each other the new languages fast. Of course it was only the tongues of the economic powers but they were way out of date with history, so they used what the wizards knew. When grandmother heard about this she had me sent there for almost a year for language and maths." Ezekiel told her.
"Wait, Granny?" Ezekiel smiled at Dora's choice to insult the elder. "The woman that had my Mum kicked out of the family for marrying a half-blood? "Dora asked disbelievingly "And she sent you to the goblins? How old were you?"
"Young." Ezekiel replied. "Let's just say that when I came back, I was able to handle knives and forks at meals."
"Fuck me. So, how many can you speak?"
"Honestly, I'm not that good. I'm okay in conversations but nothing to brag about. Writing and reading is more of a problem" Ezekiel shrugged. " It's a mix of Spanish, Portuguese, French, German, Italian, Russian, Mandarin, Japanese, and Danish."
Dora whistled impressed at the list. "And how come you didn't ask the goblins to teach Harry?"
"They aren't exactly the nicest teachers. Or the most kind." He revealed. "When I said that I learn that and math was because that was all I ever did. Got up, get dressed, eat, study and then go to sleep. Rinse and repeat for months. Harry needs something more...humane for the lack of a better word"
"And they just did that? To a kid?"
"It did work, just not as much as they wanted. They wanted more time to finish my education, but grandfather heard how they thought me and pulled me off as fast as he could. It was the first time I heard him and grandmother argue. I thought that they were going to kill each other." He shuddered at the memory.
"Granny wanted to keep you there?"
"She had...high expectations of me. That I'd be the 'Greatest and Darkest Lord of the Ancient and Most Noble House Of Black'. That I'd 'release the house from it's vow to the Queen Squib and create the 'Empire of Black'. "Ezekiel chuckled." She thought that I'd need to learn all that for when I started dealing with the rest of the empires. If there ever was a sign that she was losing it, that was it."
"You never told me that." Dora said.
"Why would I?"
"Yeah, why would you tell me anything?" Dora said under her breath, yet Ezekiel turned to her raising an eyebrow.
"What is that supposed to mean? I'm always honest with you."
"Everything, eh? How about that little life-plan of yours? How about what you were planning for the Malfoy kid?"
"So that's why Andi was so upset." Ezekiel said as the events from the morning started making sense. "I assume she told you that I'd only kill him if he doesn't comply?"
"ITS. STILL. FUCKING. MURDER. EZEKIEL!" Dora screamed at him.
"Do you really think that Lucius Malfoy, the most snobbish man alive, would allow his son to inherit something that could bring the end of the House that he has lead to its current position? He'll make his son renounce his inheritance rights." Ezekiel assured her. "And even if he doesn't, Narcissa will tell him the other option. There's nothing to worry about."
"And what if the boy is stupid enough? What then?"
"Then he dies." Ezekiel answered honestly. "And stop calling him a boy, by the time this could theoretically happen he'll be a man. A man that, were he to inherit the Black Magic, would most likely be destroyed by it. You don't want to know what could happen next."
"No, what I want to know is what the hell is that thing." That had silenced her cousin. "Be honest with me, is it like a possession? Am I speaking just with you right now?"
"No. You're not." He said after a while. "And that's all you get to know."
"Are you kidding me? If that's like a possession then..." Dora screamed, excited of the possibility of getting rid of it.
This one is a clever one. IT liked her. She was courageous and smart, just not smart enough to think that she could stop IT.
"It's not the kind of thing that can be destroyed, Nymphadora." Ezekiel cut her off. "This is the kind of thing that ends with death, mine. Don't you think that if there was another way I'd found it?" His tone began to rise. "Every expert from Gringotts, from every part of the world took one look at my mind and ran away. Ran. Those who even tried to take a peek got their mind devoured. There's nothing that can touch it or alter it in any shape or form. It stays with me, and only me. If Draco refuses the inheritance the he'll be protected by Magic itself, so when I die it dies with me."
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"What's happening, are you alright?" Dora asked concerned as Ezekiel groaned in pain.
"It's got some issues with my plan." He explained as he leaned his forehead on the steering wheel.
"Can I help?"
"Give me a minute, It can't hurt me for long." He calmed her. After a while he sat back huffing. "See? Can't do much to stop me."
"So, that's it? What about Mum and Dad? What about Harry?"
"Andi will tell Ted eventually. Harry will be fine, he's not connected to me in any way that could harm him."
"And what about me?" Dora finally asked.
"Dora, I'm not going to commit suicide. I'll just live the rest of my life as any other man. The only difference is when I die, the world will be a better place." He smiled. "Until then, I'll be around for anything you and our family need."
"And what will you do with your life? Just spend it alone?"
"Let's be real here, the only people that want me are Dark. I've spent far too much time with those and with eyes like mine a Muggle is pretty much out of the question. Besides, do you really think that any child that I could father would have a normal life with all the baggage that I've got? I'm doing the right thing here."
"Really?" Dora asked seriously. "If that's the case, why didn't you tell me about it?"
"I knew you wouldn't approve it." He looked at her eyes. Dora was sure of it, even with his sunglasses on. "But it doesn't matter. It has to end, Dora."
"That's the same hippogriff's shit that Mum said, word by word."
"Dora, Andi and I know more about our family than you or everyone else. Those stories, the ones that people whispers in the night? If anything, they've been watered down so people could actually believe that such a family existed. I'm the last of my line and I'm happy for it." Ezekiel replied, ending the conversation.
They remained in silence, with only the radio to distract them. Minutes became hours until they finally spotted a car far too expensive to be in a port leave.
"I think that was the owner, let's go" Dora said as both exited the car.
"Remember Zeke, we can't enchant the Muggles" Dora reminded him.
"Who said anything about enchanting?
The port itself wasn't much, guarded by a group of guards that they had spotted walking around the property, taking turns to guard the entrance. They had set their eyes on one in particular, who should their predictions be correct should be taking the entrance shortly. Lo and behold, their man had just entered the security cabin at the entrance. Ezekiel placed an arm around her as they both started laughing and Dora changed her features for something more provocative. The couple made their way to the entrance where the man was sitting. As they approached Dora went to the man as Ezekiel took out a small notepad and a fountain pen and started drawing on it.
"Hey!" She friendly called the man. "Got a light, love?"
The man looked at her with disinterest but made a double take once she got closer. As she had predicted, the man's brain had decided to take a vacation once a pretty face appeared. He got up from his chair and hastily left his post to meet her.
"Hey there." He said as he passed her a lighter, ignoring the fact that she didn't even had a cigarette with her. Clearly she had picked the right one. "What's a pretty girl like you, doing in a place like this?" Yup.
"Oh, just here with my friend." She nodded to Ezekiel who was approaching them slowly. "Hear about a hell of a party around, care to join us?" She battering her eyelashes.
The man smiled at the thought of being with her but apparently he did have a sense of responsibility. "Sorry, love I can't. Got a shift to end."
"Oh, come on." She giggled, hoping that Ezekiel wouldn't heard her. He'd never let it go if he did. "Who's going to notice? We can ditch my friend and have some fun."
"Ooh, I really can't love, really." The guard said, before he got the same look that Dora had learned not to show that it made her want to bash their heads in. "Why don't you ditch your friend there and come with me? I'll show you a better time that any party."
"Oi! You trying something funny with my girl?" The man said as he approached them. Dear Lord, the guard thought as he approached them. That voice.
"He said he wanted to take me to his little cabin over there and show me a good time!" Dora said smiling.
Ezekiel knew she could handle the man or for that matter, any who tried to get lucky because of her abilities or otherwise.
She knew that he knew.
It didn't stop him from getting royally pissed off when some brain-dead wanker tried to get a piece of his cousin who thought she was a easy A.
"Oh, does he now?" He said slowly. "Tell me, mate, what kind of fun are you gonna show her?"
"L-l-loo-look man, I don't want trouble okay? She just said? The guard tried to explain himself but Ezekiel wasn't having any of it.
"She said what, exactly? What made you think - if that's something you're even capable of doing - that she couldpossibly want to follow you to your little love shack?"
"I-I don't want trouble, mate."
"Really? Is your supervisor here?"
"Y-Yeah, he's in the office." The man's face changed from fear to mockery once he heard his request. "But are you really trying to get my boss just because your little skank wanted me?"
The roar that the Black Magic made in the back of Ezekiel's mind was nothing to the one he had to suppress.
"Can you go get him for me, please?"
"What's the problem? All piss and wind when somebody talks back?"
"Are you security here?"
"Yeah."
"Then you're the fucking problem!" Ezekiel showed him the item on his hand. "Go get your supervisor, please. Now! NOW!"
The man's mouth gaped open, his brain seemed to have short circuit. So far, both thought, so good. The guard's eyes remained glued to the object on his hand.
"I'm agent Anderson from Customs, my colleague Donovan, here." Ezekiel nodded towards his cousin.
"We have a warrant to check the records, now go to your supervisor before I have you arrested for obstruction of justice!"Dora, who was giving a smile that'd make the Cheshire cat jealous.
The guard sprinted towards the office, which they suspected was in the back, to let whoever was in charge at the moment what was happening. The cousins strolled leisurely, following the man at a safe distance.
"I thought we agreed not to enchant the Muggle, Zeke?" Dora asked sarcastically.
"Are you accusing me, cousin mine, of breaking the law? Perish the thought! I'm but a simple servant of the laws." Ezekiel joked, although his cousin had yet to find the grace of it.
"And what do you call what just happened, cousin mine?" She asked annoyed.
"Well, dear Dora. Turns out that in legal terms, the term 'enchant' is applied only when a wand is employed. If one were to combine a, let's say, confounding symbol with a persuasive one along with a tiny frightening one into a sigil, legally speaking, it's fair game."
"And what are they seeing when they look at that piece of paper of yours?"
"The combination allows me to induce them to see whatever I wish them to see printed on it."
"That's pretty clever for a block-head like you." Dora joked.
"That's a very unprofessional conduct, officer Donovan. I expect better of my subordinates."
"Sub-? When this is over, I'm going to kick your arse. You just wait." Dora threatened him, but both of them had a discreet laugh.
They reached the office and using the sigil, made the rest of the employees that still hadn't left the office to look through their files. They had entire boxes of previous and current clients but the files weren't in order, so the took longer than expected. Which was a problem in itself as the sigil wouldn't last for much longer.
"Excuse me, but I hardly see the need to go trough our records by ourselves." An employee said, showing that the effects were starting to vanish. "And how come there's only two of you?"
Ezekiel and Dora exchanged a mildly worried look, before he stood in front of the man.
"What should concern you is that we don't find a single penny out of place. You want me to bring more agents with me? I'll have the entire department check the records of each and every one in this place, starting with you." Ezekiel's finger was pressed against the man with such force that if he kept pushing it would go right trough him.
"How about we check those with the nicest cars, sir?" Dora joined. "There's some out there that don't look like they belong here."
"I'm sorry, sir." The man replied nervously. "Of course we'll fully cooperate with the investigation."
"Very well, then get on with it."
Ezekiel was getting nervous. Sure, he could and would expose the Muggles to another sigil but the effects wouldn't be as effective. The symbol weren't meant to be permanent, that's what runes were for. The clock was ticking.
They had the employees double their efforts, even if they were getting suspicious as to why they were tasked with finding the information of a particular customer. Finally, it would be the boss's assistant who'd find the files they were looking for. Dora took them from her hands and swiftly began reading them.
"Got it." She said after a while. She turned to a foreman and asked. "Where's sector four?"
"It's outside." The man said unsure.
"No kidding, Sherlock. Where in all of outside is it?" Dora asked sarcastically. "Never mind, take us there." She stopped the man. "Now!"
The man had ran like an Olympic track racer once he heard Dora's order and the cousins had followed promptly until they arrived at a container deposit.
"Which one is it?" Ezekiel asked.
"TUGH 79593 U 14G5." Dora replied while she looked around, seeing that the place was full. "Where's is it?" She asked the foreman, but the man had no idea.
"Let's split, shout if you find it." Ezekiel proposed as both parted to different directions. The time passed on and soon the place was covered in darkness but Ezekiel had the employees look with them, after having them exposed to yet another sigil, yet even with their help the container had yet to be found.
"This is ridiculous, we've put everyone to look for that thing and it's like it just vanished in thin air." said an annoyed Dora.
"They haven't moved the containers from this area." Ezekiel said as he approached her. "Just confirmed it. There must be some sort of concealment magic."
"I'll make them leave." Ezekiel said as he motioned towards the workers. "I'll get you some time."
Just as they suspected, once Dora started the revealing spells the container appeared and as it turns out, quite close to them. Once they discovered it, Ezekiel had the workers open it and stepped into it.
"Well, what is it?" Dora asked after not hearing speak for some time.
"It's paintings...but there's something weird. Come here for a second."
Dora entered the container when she understood what he was talking about. There were indeed paintings in the container, far too many to count but there were piled up one on top of the other. There was no protection of any kind but what did surprised her was the fact that crates were there, but the only thing in them were frames. Frames that should be on the paintings.
"Well, now we know where the profits really came from. Do you have your knife with you?" Ezekiel asked as Dora handed her switchblade to him. He used the knife to scrape the frames and examined them. "Gold. And look, there's runes on the sides, that's how they protected the container."Before any could say something the doors closed violently, leaving them encased in darkness.
"Oi! Open the gates, you cunts! What the fuck are you doing?" Dora screamed as she banged the doors.
"They aren't going to answer, save your breath." Ezekiel said.
"How did this happen? Did the sigil ran out?" Dora asked furious.
"No, we had over half an hour left." He shook his head. "This is something else. Lumos." He said while pulling his wand. The light spread through the limited space and they were able to see the rest of their metallic 'prison'.
"Would you look at that." Dora noted. "One bunch of paintings and the rest is just crates and crates. How much gold do you think that is?"
"Quite a bit, I reckon, but I don't really think that it could bring that much profit. What else could they be bringing?"
"I'll be happy to ask those two once they OPEN THE FUCKING GATE!" Dora started banging the door again.
"You don't need to have the doors open." Ezekiel remarked. "We can just apparate outside."
"It's the principle." She responded annoyed. "We're officers of the law, fer fuck's sake."
"Just not their law." He remarked.
"Whatever." Dora buffed.
Ezekiel leaned his shoulder on the door and began listening "Well, I got nothing. You're up." He said after a while. Dora gave him what could loosely be called an old-fashioned look. It was practically neolithic. She leaned on the door and started listening, her ear's shape changing to better suit her current needs. She closed her eyes as she leaned further towards the door for what felt like several minutes before jumping back and grabbing her cousin's hand.
"We're leaving. NOW." She said as she turned, apparating both back to their car.
"Well, that wasn't unnecessary at all," He remarked. "You do know that I got my apparating license, right?"
"Shut up, I heard clicks."
"Clicks?"
"Metallic clicks, like guns and that sort of things." She explained.
"And you didn't felt the need to tell me about that because...?"
"You do understand that you could've been shot, you idiot?"
"Been there, done that." He shrugged. "It's easy to pick them up one at the time when they're pissing their pants."
"You've been shot before!? When the hell did that happen?" Dora asked dumbfounded.
"I can heal fast, remember? Why do you think that I'd chosen to live the rest of my life with this? " Ezekiel showed her the Family Ring on his hand. "I'll heal. Trust me, after a while you just start wondering who'll crack first."
Dora opened her mouth but was too shocked for any sound to come out. "Right." She finally said. "Let's put a pin on that one. Let's go."
They approached the port again, this time not bothering with pleasantries and just petrifying everyone that they encountered as they moved towards their previous location. The managed to move silently, avoiding alerting the man that had started gathering outside the container. Either they missed a dozen employees or someone had called them over. No, both noticed, this people weren't dock workers. Their clothes were wrong, to begin with, although they did carry quite a lot of weapons. Chains, knifes, as long as it didn't shoot bullets it seemed to be there. Ezekiel motioned Dora to separate as he walked towards the group.
"Alright, you two!" They heard one of the man scream. "We're getting you two out, try something and we'll gut ye' like a fuckin' fish!"
"Why, thank you!" The group turned surprised to see him. "I appreciate the kind words but there's no need to worry about it. I'm here." Ezekiel said smiling like a shark. The Black Magic came out for a bit, just so he could see who should remain conscious once this was over. Having made his decision, he continued walking towards them as he saw Dora moving to the sides with her wand in hand. "May I ask, dear gentleman, just who are you supposed to be?"
"Oh, you'll see." The man at the back responded. "I'm gonna carve it out on your skull once I you tell me who the f." Whatever the man wanted to ask him, it would sadly remain unanswered as a magic wave it each and every one of the people present fell petrified. He gave a thumbs up to his cousin as he started to literally walking over the people on the floor until he reached down towards the man that had screamed at him and removed the spell on him.
"Now, my dear friend. I know that you might have some questions but so do I." Ezekiel smiled coldly at the man in his grasp. "I know, it would be rude since you wanted to ask first but I just have to know. Who are you?" He asked in a whisper.
"L-La-Laa-Larry. Larry Flynt." The mans said completely terrorized.
"Hello, Larry Flynt, why are you here?" Ezekiel asked as Dora took the wallets from every man on the ground.
"We got a call that some coppers were here and that they were new, that we needed to take care of them."
"Take care of them, you say? What do you mean by that, Larry Flynt?" Ezekiel asked as his hand slithed towards the man's throat.
"W-We ne-needed to buy you or make you disappear."
"You said that you were told, by who?" Ezekiel pulled the man closer to him.
"The boss, he's the one. I swear, he gave the order I was just."
"The 'I was just following orders' doesn't quite work on me, Larry Flynt. If anything, It makes me want to hurt you even more."
"God, no! I'm sorry, we just did what he told us! I'm sorry,I'm sorry."
"Who's the boss?" Ezekiel pressed.
"I can't tell you that, he'll kill me!"
"Larry, sweet, beautiful, Larry." Ezekiel said as he caressed the man's cheek. "Of course you'll die! Everybody dies! It's the great next adventure, haven't you heard? Now I don't know what you'll find at the end of if.." He said sweetly to the man that by now was pissing himself. "But I promise you that the trip will be far less painful if you are honest with me."
The man looked at Ezekiel as if he was trying to reconcile the voice that he was hearing with the man in front of him. His lack of success had been evident as he started sweating and his breathing became shallow.
"Larry Flynt, I'm many things." Ezekiel explained. "Patient, I'm not. Who. Is. The. Boss."
"Adkins!" He screamed at the top of his lungs. "Roy Adkins! He's the one, get him! GET HIM!" The man fall on the floor as he started praying for a forgiveness. If it were up to Ezekiel, the floor below him should've opened and the man would fall into whatever Hell he believed in but alas, that wasn't the case.
"And what does Roy Adkins has to do with the Mills art gallery?" Ezekiel asked as he grabbed the kneeling man from the floor.
"Who? Mills? I've never heard of them"
"Larry.." Ezekiel threatened, but the man knew nothing about it. By this time Dora had finished and was just besides them, hearing with interest.
"We thought you were here for the drugs!"
"What?" Both cousins asked. Even the Black Magic was so surprised that it had disappeared from Ezekiel's voice. "What drugs?"
"The drugs! Isn't that why you're here?" The man kept insisting on the subject.
"There's drugs here? Where?" Dora asked bewildered.
"Everywhere!" Larry opened his arms, as if showing all the containers around them.
"Are you telling me that there's drugs on each and every container in this sector?" She continued.
"Not just this one, all of them!"
"This is a drug dealers port?" Ezekiel left the man to fall again to the floor. "This are all from your boss, even that one?" He said as he pointed at the Mills container.
"I don't know, probably? We just take the containers, open the locks and put the drugs in. No one but the clients knows that's there." Larry explained. Dora closed her eyes in anger as Ezekiel groaned his frustration.
"Great, just great." Dora said. "They can argue that they wanted to protect themselves using the runes and get scott free. A-fucking-great!"
"I don't understand, how can something this big go unnoticed? Didn't the police tried to search the place?" Ezekiel asked Larry but this one laughed.
"Of course they did! But the boss is smart, ya see? He knows where the coppers live, who has families, who has lovers, who's a bent. They won't touch him!"
"Fuck this." Dora said annoyed. "Let MI5 or MI6 deal with this, I don't care."
"Yes, an entire day just went down the drain." Ezekiel said as he petrified the man. Dora sent a messaging Patronus to what would be a very angry Madam Bones and both started levitating the bodies towards the office.
"I still want to check their business address in Diagon." Ezekiel said once they were finished, "I know it from somewhere, just can't say why."
"Look, it's late and all I want is dinner and a nap. Tomorrow is Saturday. What do you say if we take Harry, show him the Alley since he couldn't take a look around before and if it's not too close to Knockturn we try to check it out?"
"That'll work." Ezekiel nodded. "Besides he's always either at my house or Andi and Ted's. It'll be good for him."
Both waited for the Muggle authorities and gave 'full' report using Ezekiel's sigils as their identifications and the now disenchanted goons were taken for interrogation. The cousins made themselves scarce as they got on Ezekiel's car and drove swiftly away.
"Okay." Ezekiel said calmly the next day as they checked the address that the Mills had provided in their business application. "I'm pissed." He said as he made a fist with such strength that his knuckles were white.
Turns out that the address provided wasn't near Knockturn Alley. It was, as a matter of fact, quite possibly the most famous and beloved part of Diagon Alley. Not that the closed shop in front of them showed it. Wands by Gregorovitch, the name on top of the showcase.
"Why on earth would this piss you off?" Dora asked surprised, as she and Harry smiled over the ice cones that Ezekiel had bought for them. His had fallen to the ground once he saw the shop "This place was closed before I went to Hogwarts, years before even."
"I know it was closed." Ezekiel answered coldly. "That is what annoys me."
"You don't like mister Greg...Grego...that man?" Harry asked, giving up on pronouncing the name.
"He's costing me money, Harry." Ezekiel explained, trying not to snap. "And now those two lawyers are using it as a front,"
"Oh." Harry said but was distracted over the noise right across the street. In fact, the shop that had caught his attention was right in front of them "What is that place? There's a lot of people coming in."
"Ollivanders, they make wands for wizards." Ezekiel said, to which Harry's face lit up.
"Can we go there?" He asked excitedly.
"Sorry Harry, the rule is that only people that looks to buy a wand can get there. Mister Ollivander is a very nice man but he's quite busy, you see." Dora explained. "And what difference does it makes to you if Gregorovitch's is open or closed?
"It's not Gregorovitch's." Ezekiel replied, pointing at the shop behind him with his thumb. "It's mine"
I don't own Harry Potter, all characters except OC belong to J. K. Rowling.