A/N - All right, I may be committing Fanfiction Suicide but this is going to be a, dum dum dum, Mary Sue! Actually, this is going to be, I hope a good fic, very serious. This is Post Hogwarts by the way, about seven years. Harry, Hermione, and Ron are 25. I took a Mary Sue Test and it said this was a good character. On with the Fic!
Disclaimer - I don't own any of this. It's J. K. R.'s. I do own Aronexior however.
Harry Potter rubbed his temples, sitting at his desk at the office and gave a weary sigh to the world. 45 applicants had come in responding to the ad in the Daily Prophet. Every single one had been a joke. Harry wouldn't have trusted any of them with boiling water, let alone something like this.
The door swung open. Harry looked at his list. Aronexior Adams. An American, this should be interesting.
"Hello Aronexior, I'm Harry Potter." Said Harry, standing and reaching over his desk to shake hands. Aronexior shook it and smiled.
"Aron, please sir." He said and sat down. He passed over his resume.
Harry scanned it over. Interesting. Not much, but his age was listed as 25, same as Harry.
"This is interesting, but it doesn't say where you went to school, and the only job here is a waiter in a Muggle restaurant." Harry looked up over his glasses. "Can I have those things please?"
Aronexior squirmed in his seat. "Are those things that important? I did study at a magical academy in America, and I haven't had another job besides the waiter. I swear."
Harry frowned. Even more interesting. He swept his eyes over the man before him. He wasn't remarcable in any way really. His black hair was combed back, his blue eyes sparkled but not like Dumbledore's. He had tan skin, which made sense as his resume said he had lived in Florida.
"Aron, why do you think you'd be the man for the job?" Amazing, thought Harry. I'm actually considering him for the job. Even more remarkable is the fact that he's the best man for it.
"I work hard, I don't ask questions, and I'm responsible. I wasn't exactly Head Boy at my school, but I had good grades. I'm almost horrible at Potions and Astronomy, but the description didn't say anything about needing those." Said Aron.
"True. Well then, I have your information, I'll get back to you." Said Harry, liking what he saw on the paper, but alarms in his head were buzzing. Something didn't seem right.
"Thank you." Said Aron. He shook Harry's hand again then left.
And Harry went home.
A/N - I know I didn't say much here, this is just a prolouge of sort. Should I continue? I know that Mary Sues are usually looked down upon but I've read a few good ones. I hope this'll be like that too. Sigh. Please review! Even if you don't like it. But give a reason why if you think that way please.
Disclaimer - I don't own any of this. It's J. K. R.'s. I do own Aronexior however.
Harry Potter rubbed his temples, sitting at his desk at the office and gave a weary sigh to the world. 45 applicants had come in responding to the ad in the Daily Prophet. Every single one had been a joke. Harry wouldn't have trusted any of them with boiling water, let alone something like this.
The door swung open. Harry looked at his list. Aronexior Adams. An American, this should be interesting.
"Hello Aronexior, I'm Harry Potter." Said Harry, standing and reaching over his desk to shake hands. Aronexior shook it and smiled.
"Aron, please sir." He said and sat down. He passed over his resume.
Harry scanned it over. Interesting. Not much, but his age was listed as 25, same as Harry.
"This is interesting, but it doesn't say where you went to school, and the only job here is a waiter in a Muggle restaurant." Harry looked up over his glasses. "Can I have those things please?"
Aronexior squirmed in his seat. "Are those things that important? I did study at a magical academy in America, and I haven't had another job besides the waiter. I swear."
Harry frowned. Even more interesting. He swept his eyes over the man before him. He wasn't remarcable in any way really. His black hair was combed back, his blue eyes sparkled but not like Dumbledore's. He had tan skin, which made sense as his resume said he had lived in Florida.
"Aron, why do you think you'd be the man for the job?" Amazing, thought Harry. I'm actually considering him for the job. Even more remarkable is the fact that he's the best man for it.
"I work hard, I don't ask questions, and I'm responsible. I wasn't exactly Head Boy at my school, but I had good grades. I'm almost horrible at Potions and Astronomy, but the description didn't say anything about needing those." Said Aron.
"True. Well then, I have your information, I'll get back to you." Said Harry, liking what he saw on the paper, but alarms in his head were buzzing. Something didn't seem right.
"Thank you." Said Aron. He shook Harry's hand again then left.
And Harry went home.
A/N - I know I didn't say much here, this is just a prolouge of sort. Should I continue? I know that Mary Sues are usually looked down upon but I've read a few good ones. I hope this'll be like that too. Sigh. Please review! Even if you don't like it. But give a reason why if you think that way please.