"You packed everything, right Harry?" Hermione asked for the umpteenth time. Harry was really annoyed now and said "For the last time Hermione, I have packed everything I need there."

The emerald-eyed boy sighed "Look, I get it. You're worried if I will survive there or not. Just don't worry, I have already died."

"Alright, if you say so." Hermione finally said. "But please take care. Seriously. I can't lose you too."

Harry's heart melted seeing the worried face of Hermione. "Come here."

Hermione awkwardly came forward and they both hugged for five minutes. Then Harry withdrew from the hug and looked at her "Take care. I'll miss you."

"And I suppose you won't miss me?" A voice piped from Hermione's side. Harry smiled "Aw come on. You do know your job is to make Hermione happy?"

The orange haired boy quipped "It sure is yours too."

Then Harry came forward and hugged Ron. They withdrew after a minute and Harry said "Don't worry, I'll miss you a lot too. If it wasn't for you, I would have drowned, you know."

"Oh come on mate," Ron whined "I told you not to remind me. You don't owe me."

A voice rang out in George's joke shop "Harrikins, the international portkey is here. You better get here."

Harry lifted his trunk and shrunk it. He turned towards both Ron and Hermione and smiled "Bye Hermione. Goodbye mate."

Hermione had tears in her eyes. Harry cocked his eyebrow. Hermione looked at Harry indignantly "I'm not crying!"

Ron and Harry chuckled. Ron said "Well, I did change, but Hermione sure as won't."

Hermione smiled sweetly at him "Oh don't worry, dear Ronnie, we'll talk after we get home."

Ron gulped and sent Harry a 'help' look. Harry shook his head in amusement "Well, you're on your own then."

*

A sock. That was the portkey. Harry sighed. Good to know George was not mourning for Fred anymore.

"Well Harrikins—" George began and paused. It seemed like he still wasn't used Fred not being with him.

He sighed deeply and said "Well Harry, this portkey will teleport you outside MACUSA, the American equivalent of Ministry of Magic.

Harry nodded "Well, say goodbye from me when Neville comes back." taking the sock in his hand.

"Alright, " George agreed. "He'll be sorry he missed saying you goodbye."

"Yeah I know." Harry said. "His parents may finally have a chance to wake up."

George took a deep breath "Alright, activating portkey in 3... 2... 1..."

Harry's entire world spun at that moment and he disappeared. George answered in the quietness "Goodluck Harry. May you find happiness, because Merlin knows you deserve it after all this shit."

*

Harry appeared right in front of Woolworth building. The muggles just ignored that a person just teleported in. Just then two people in formal attire came forward and asked him "Are you Harry Potter?"

Harry nodded "Yes." and showed him the Potter ring. One of the Auror whistled "Damn. Nice to meet you cuz."

Harry raised one of his eyebrows "What do you mean?"

The Auror #2 spoke up "Is it really necessary now Auror Potter? We need to escort Mr. Potter to our headquarters to register him living in USA."

Auror Potter pouted "Oh come on Chill, I'm just greeting my family."

Auror #2, supposedly Chill, sighed frustratedly "Damn it Abe, I told you not to me that name."

Harry was quite amused by this banter. He interrupted "As much as I would like to see this argument, we have more important things to do, don't we?"

Auror Potter turned and nodded his head "Yeah sure. Hey Harry, my name's Abraham Potter, a distant cousin in the Potter Family."

Auror Chill rolled his eyes "And Merlin knows how many times he bragged about Harry Potter being his third cousin in our school days."

He then put his hand forward for a handshake. Harry shook his head, Chill introducing himself "I am Auror Achilles Tolliver. We are here to escort you to MACUSA."

Harry then started walking with the Aurors. So Auror Abraham started "Look, I know you probably didn't know that you had a family here. With your parents dying early and all."

Harry just nodded awkwardly. He asked "So how are you related to me?"

Abe cleared his throat before answering "Well, your Grandfather's uncle had settled here after he completed Hogwarts. I'm descended from Charles Potter."

Harry smiled "Well, it's nice to meet you. I'm sure we will know each better in a later time."

Abe grinned "You bet. Also, you're invited to my home for Harry Potter, 'Extraordinaire Boy-Who-Lived, Undefeatable Man-Who-Conquered' came to live in USA."

Harry groaned "Oh come on... I just got away from those idiots who call me that. I don't want that now."

Abe frowned "Well, I was sure you would be happy you got these titles."

Harry shook his head "No. I'd give up these titles for just peace in my life."

Achilles who had been listening, looked aghast "But... But you can't do that Mr. Potter! Titles are very much important in American Wizarding World. It can help you in a lot of ways like... Oh look we're here. I'll tell you all the custom and rules on a different occasion."

Abe rolled his eyes "Oh don't worry Harry. He's from an Old Family who likes following and upholding traditions. So just don't talk something offending in front of him."

Harry nodded, as it seemed weirdness seemed to follow him wherever he went.

*

"Harry James Potter, head of Potter Family and Peverell Family. Is that correct?" A woman asked sitting in front of him, a notepad in her hand.

To Harry's surprise she was using a regular pen, not a quill like in Britain. Then she said "You are confirmed to stay in USA. Welcome Harry James Potter to American Wizard World. To avoid any inconveniences, you should get a No-Maj Passport. You must also follow and uphold the laws set by MACUSA."

Harry nodded "Thank you. Er... Can I get the lawbook by any chance? I need to read up on them."

She stared at him and her hand went at the desk drawer, pulling out a thin book with the cover 'Laws Of M.A.C.U.S.A'. She handed it to Harry, who walked out of the room.

Abe was waiting outside. He had promised he would visit as soon as he was confirmed to live here.

"Alright, hold my arm. You need my permission to enter the house." Abe said, putting his arm forward. Harry held it with his own arm and they both disapparated.

Then they appeared in front of a regular apartment. Abe pulled out his wand and muttered something which Harry could not hear.

"Honey, I'm home!" Abe shouted out. Noise was heard, like a person frantically trying to come to the door.

"Yeah! Coming in a minute!" A female voice was heard. Harry entered the room. It looked like... A simple yet neat room. It was different than Britain Wizarding Houses for sure.

A gorgeous lady walked inside the room. "Hey honey. Welcome back" She said smiling. Then she noticed Harry "Who's this?"

Harry smiled "I'm Harry Potter. I recently just arrived from Britain."

Her mouth formed an O. Then she smiled "Well, if you're a Potter, then you're Abe's family. He doesn't have many relatives... Wait did you say Harry Potter?"

Harry nodded. "Oh my gosh!" she said gasping in surprise "You're the new Hero of Britain! Please, can I interview you?"

Harry's eyes narrowed. He asked coldly "For what?"

The woman faltered and said "For the New York Ghosts. It could give me a huge bonus."

Abe then tried calming Harry "Don't worry, it's not like Daily Prophet or anything. It only publishes the truth and asks permission before putting the name of the person in the paper. It's quite safe."

Harry calmed down a bit, but said "Alright. But remember, I don't have very good experiences with Journalists."

The woman nodded. Then said "How rude of myself. My name's Marilyn Potter née Picquery. Just call me Mary."

*

Muggles and Wizarding World were completely separate. You couldn't even befriend one. It would make MACUSA arrest you.

Harry sighed. Well, he had to get used to all the laws and customs of America Wizarding World.

And Harry definitely didn't read the newspaper lying beside him on the table, with bold headlines 'Wizard Managed To Evade His Name From MACUSA registry?'