A/N: We now get a time frame as to how long before Fantastic Beats this occurs as in the midst of one encounter a second ends up arriving. Enjoy.

7. Live for Liposuction

Creedence looked at me with anticipation that can be only seen as nuts by anyone from my time and yet somewhat normal for theirs.

"Good sir can I have your name."

Now I flash to dad's family, from what I remember the bulk of them going back 60 years had not seen the words Harry, or Potter flowing around I needed a fake one. Somehow only two words poked in my head.

"Radcliffe, Simon Radcliffe."

"Mr. Radcliffe, what part of this great country do you hail from?"

Another random answer suddenly came to me.

"Nebraska."

"Ah, we got a husker in town. Now I'm sure you've seen this menace in the middle part of the country. No corn gets that high up."

Now I'm feeling like I'm back in Snape's potions class that first year, drawing complete blanks.

"I wouldn't know."

Creedence looked as flustered as can be while he tried to get the crowds mood back in his favor.

"Well that is a swell ideal. Mr. Radcliffe you wouldn't mind my saying that you are aware of our endeavors."

"You have made a name for yourself from what I can tell."

"I'm also seeing a weird zigzag line on your forehead. Tell me, how did this happen to you."

The words I needed were not coming to me, Tom Riddle, the one who gave me this was born just a mere 4 years ago and there would not be any reason to bring up someone who wouldn't make a dent in things for another 5 decades.

"Silo accident."

"I don't think a silo could make that specific a pattern. You do know something, and I think that the rest of us would want to know the truth."

The crowd suddenly came to his side and my recourses for getting away from here suddenly grew very narrow.

"Um…"

"Excuse me!"

We all turned now to see someone in a grey jacket and black hat walk quickly my direction. Creedence did not keep that calm as he turned toward the woman. But his face suddenly went south when he noticed her.

"Hi Tina."

"Creedence, he's not from here, let me take care of this."

Creedence looked shell-shocked enough from her presence and just let us go wondering away from the steps. I turned and looked back at the crowd once again paying his mind.

"Ms.…"

"Mr. Radcliffe keep walking."

Tina angrily led me to a narrow alley, and once she turned back to see that nobody was near, she quickly disaperated. When someone does that to someone else, the process can seem liked getting folded into a void and getting quickly unfolded, a very unpleasant thing given a time crunch I was now in. We quickly reformed in another alley, and the only clue that we had moved was that the Empire State Building was now a mere 5 blocks from the alleyway we were now in.

"What were you thinking." Tina bopped me on the head with her hat before fixing herself proper.

"Excuse me."

"The Barebones are not the kind of street performers tourists would want to get themselves mixed up with."

Now I was really confused, who was she and why did she know him.

"You two seem to know each other."

"That's not the point, all the No-Majs in the vicinity would have wanted a piece of you if you had revealed yourself."

"You know I'm…"

At which point Tina whipped out her Identification for me to gander at. Never figured the American equivalent of the Ministry would be that pompous about things.

"Porpentina Goldstein Magical Congress of the United States of America. And it seems like you are not a cornhusker after all Mr. Radcliffe."

Now I was really flustered, Newts future wife was giving me the once over.

"Let me guess, Gryffindor from the looks of it. Chaser at Quidditch."

At least she only got 2 out of the 3 right. "I don't know how I got here, I was trying to propose to my girlfriend and the time turner I had busted on me. I apparated to the first place I could think of."

"What on earth would make you think of Times Square in New York."

Before I could answer a crowd of people began to grow in the area and Tina grabbed me and walked me forward.

"All foreigners must have their wands registered before visiting the city. Since you failed to do that I do have full right to take you into custody. You are to follow me right now."

"What the…"

"Tuesday November 30, 1926 One Hogwarts Wizard taken into custody..."

As she continued her mental notes we passed by people walking up the street to go into the empire state building. Now I'm curious to know how I'm going to get out of this.

"Ron could really use a hand right now."

A/N: Harry and Tina take a detour into the MACUSA in Chapter 8. Detox for Your Rent. As Always Subscribe for more.