A/N: Tina goes to task, while Ron and Hermione discover the source of thier troubles. Enjoy.

8. Detox for Your Rent

The entrance to MACUSA Seemed hidden through the standard visitors lobby of the Wolworth Building. Tina barley managed to get me past the curtain into the main terminal when I saw the alarm for the situation in the world hanging far above. Phoenix statues and house elves aligned the upper levels while other witch and wizard personnel going about their daily routine.

"My life could not get much worse."

Tina mumbled as she led me down the dark corridor to her section of the workplace. The permit office for Wizarding customs.

"Mr. Radcliffe If you'd kindly take a seat."

Tina looked like she had seen better days as she callously began her process, grabbing the forms needed. The chair itself looked even worse for wear as it was barley stable enough for me to sit on.

"Now, are you visiting any relatives."

"No, I only have my aunt, uncle and cousin back home."

"Do they have any knowledge of your abilities."

"Yes and no, my mother came from my aunts side but she's a squib, I pretty much have mostly all Muggle relatives. But they know what I can do."

"Can we use the proper terminology please."

"Why that, I thought it was…"

"We call them No-Maj's for a reason."

"Well what is that reason Ms. Goldstein, because I do believe that those in Britain can marry Muggles with no problem or divisive issues. It'd be like 2 male No-Majs getting…"

"Immobulus"

My mouth went numb as Tina now came up to me with a mix of relief and rage on her face. "I have a lot of issues with your very presence here in the first place Mr. Radcliffe. I suggest for your sake you cooperate with me while we sort this through. What I just used on you will make you only susceptible to yes and no questions from this point out so, are we in agreement?"

I could feel myself nod without objecting as Tina popped back behind the table to finish my paperwork.

"Now if you would present your wand."

With no objections I handed it forward as she began fine detailing every inch of it.

"Olivander Made?"

Another nod came from my head while she practiced its finer movements.

"We talk about him heavily around these parts." I could now see Tina pull out her own for comparison. "Quintana may be the major market player around here. Buts Its no Olivander."

My dread began to grow as I heard my stomach growl hard.

"Almost done Mr. Radcliffe. I know your hankering for some food. Now, any purpose to your accidental visit other than trying to propose to your girlfriend?"

I shook my head as she made note of that. "Good, with Grindlewald loose we wouldn't want any looser canons in the area." The stamps flew among her hand and she handed me the paper to sign as I got up from the chair nearly breaking it.

"Now, I trust as you can find your way out through here." She tapped her wand to my head releasing my throat as I struggled to catch my breath I was holding in.

"I think so…Ms. Goldstien can I ask you something personal."

Tina sighed heavily at that point but I could see she was that kind self from earlier with Creedence. "1 question than I send you away."

"Is there any way time tuners can move forward into time?"

The face on her head twisted at the thought until she turned back. "My sister would be the better person to ask. The only real reason anyone would want to go forward would be to see the result of their mistake unfold."

I sighed at that thought.

"I know of a deli I can send you to that would remedy your issues. Good luck with the proposal Mr. Radcliffe. I'm sure you found yourself one lucky girl."

Tina tapped the door as I could now see the street corner in view. I walked through getting a last look at her before the door shut on me again.

"Well, now what?" That almost was instantly answered as the door opened back up to reveal a blonde woman peaking her head through.

"Hello!"

She peaked herself through the crowd as I got away from the muggles nearby hopeful to not expose her or me. The woman joined up with me as we began the walk to the deli nearby.

"You'll have to forgive my sister, ever since she was ousted from her position as an Auror she seems to think everyone, and anyone is against her."

Now I realized who I was speaking to but before I could say anything she poked me on the cheek.

"Yes you can call me Queenie."

"You're a…"

"A bit of a Legillmens…A rare skill for anyone to possess especially in a city like this. Tina wanted me to treat you to make up for your harsh interrogation earlier."

"I wouldn't exactly call that making things up."

"Well you're in need of a forwards moving time turner from the look of things. My place is nearby we'll get some food in you first and then get your help needed."

As we arrived at the deli with a line already 4 out the door. I looked at Queenie and had only one thought on the brain.

"Your granddaughter sure picked up a lot of your quirks."

December 31, 1999 6:25 P.M.

The field outside of the Burrow was ice covered and had the mix of snow and barren plants I've come to call comforting on my visits here to see Ron's family. Of course the whole reason we happened to be outside is the whole purpose of the time turner. A bit rusty but can still get you where you need to be quick.

"Where were we?" I mentioned as we could get a view of the tent and his mom going back and forth bringing stuff in and out. The hair curls froze easily up here but for obvious reasons warmth would have to wait.

"Harry had me looking over the details of how he was going to pop the question in my room."

"Ok, well I was…"

"Molly wait…"

Yep I could now see myself running out after Ron's mom with the equipment for karaoke. Even a mere 5 hours earlier my look for the party was still not ready.

"Hermione what made you want to bring that thing?"

"Astoria said those were very popular in the states. Really livened parties up."

As we stood in the snowbank continuing our stakeout Ron turned his head to the nearby tree stretching and gasped in amazement.

"You see that…"

My head went his direction and I could now glimpse it myself. A bright speck of purple light was emulating from the tree.

"Harry had mumbled on and on about the light when I last saw him."

We waited until I had gone inside the tent with the equipment. At which point we could tell that nobody was looking this way.

"Ron, stay low…"

The cold of the snow was prevalent as we inched our way to the tree keeping out of sight of everyone in there. If this is what caused Harry to vanish, we may be tampering with forces even beyond us.

"Harry hope you're ok wherever you are."

That was the lone ideal thought as we got nearer to the tree and the purple glow grew in intensity.

A/N: Ron and Hermione dive into what Harry finds himself in 7 decades earlier in Chapter 9: Overblown at Christmas. As Always Subscribe for more.