Disclaimer: I don't own CSI or Harry Potter or Sirius Black. Though I wish I did, because then I'd be rich.

Summary: Sara doesn't like the outcome of the latest Harry Potter book, and becomes suspicious of a new CSI with the same name as the character that died.

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Sara hurried down the hallway, anxious to talk to someone. She could have told Nick what she thought was going on, but he'd just laugh and say she was insane. She couldn't tell Grissom, he'd lecture her on the difference between fact and fiction. Catherine would no doubt do the same, if not in a slightly more gentle, motherly way. Warrick would probably react the same as Nick, so she was left with only one option. Greg. Surely he'd understand, he was the youngest of the whole night shift team, he was really still a kid at heart. Yeah, she'd talk to Greg. He would know what to do.

"Hey, Sara." A familiar voice came from behind her.

"Greg!" She spun around. "I was just looking for you."

"What's up?"

"Well, I uh," Sara hesitated, wondering whether or not this was a good idea. "I need to talk to you."

"Sure, what about?"

She shook her head. "No, not here. IHOP, end of shift?"

Greg grinned. "I wouldn't pass up the chance to have breakfast with you, Sara."

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Twenty minutes later, Greg was finished for the day and about to leave when Nick walked into the DNA lab.

"Hey Greggo, War and I are going to get something to eat, you wanna come?"

"Sorry man, I can't." Greg waggled his eyebrows. "I got a date with the hottest girl in Vegas."

"Ready to go, Greg?" Sara inquired from the doorway.

Confident that she hadn't heard his last comment, Greg winked at Nick. "Let's get out of here, Sara."

Nick stood alone in the lab for a few minutes, confused by what he just saw. Sara and Greg? What the hell was that?

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"So Sara, you ready to tell me what's going on?" Greg asked after the waitress took their orders.

"Greg, do you believe in magic?"

"Like wizards and wands and spells and stuff?" Greg leaned back in his chair, disappointed with the direction the conversation was taking.

"Yeah. Just like that." Sara studied his face eagerly, hopeful that he'd understand.

"Well, I guess I was raised to believe that it's all fake, just like Santa Claus. But I must admit, I always thought it would be cool to have magical powers."

Sara smiled, she decided she'd made the right choice talking to Greg. "Have you ever read any of the Harry Potter books?"

"Well, I uh-" He looked around the restaurant, just to be sure no one was listening. "I've read all of them at least twenty times. Except for the last one, of course. But Sara, you can't tell anyone! If Nick or Warrick heard about this I'd be ruined!"

She rolled her eyes, though she knew it wasn't far from the truth. Nick and Warrick would love something new to tease the young lab tech with. "You know the new guy, Sirius?"

"Well I knew there was a new guy, but I'm always the last one to meet the new people. Nobody mentions the lab tech until it's completely necessary."

Ignoring Greg's obvious cry for attention, Sara continued on. "Well this new guy, Sirius Black-"

"His name is Sirius Black?" Greg looked at her as if she was joking. "You've got to be kidding me."

"It's not just the name, Greg. This guy is seriously weird. He's even got vomit flavored jellybeans!"

"Oh, I've had those before. Bertie Botts Every Flavor Beans, right? My nephew gave me a box of them for Christmas last year."

Sara was silent for a moment, mad at herself for not knowing this. "There's just something strange about him. He wanted to know if there was a fireplace in the lab. In the lab! In the middle of July!"

"Maybe he was cold, Sara." Greg didn't seem convinced.

"Or maybe he wanted to talk to his wizard buddies!"

"You don't really think he's a wizard?"

"You haven't seen him, Greg. He's just got this 'hey, I'm a wizard' thing about him." Sara said, still trying to get Greg to believe her.

Greg decided that this must be Sara's idea of a joke. "You read too much, Sara. But if you really think Sirius is a wizard, why don't you ask him yourself?"

It became obvious to Sara that Greg wasn't taking her seriously. "Fine, you don't have to believe me. But I know there's something going on with this guy, and I'm going to find out what it is." With that, she got up and left, leaving half of her breakfast uneaten.

Greg sighed as he went to pay the check, he'd eaten less than Sara but lost his appetite when she disappeared. This wasn't exactly how he imagined it when Sara had asked to have breakfast with him.

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Sara silently thanked the person that opened an IHOP right across from the crime lab as she crossed the street. Instead of heading to the parking lot, she went the opposite way and entered the building. She was hoping to catch Sirius before he left.

"Grissom? Is Sirius still here?"

Grissom looked up from the file he'd been reading to see Sara standing in the doorway of his office.

"I thought you left, Sara."

"I did, but I came back. Is Sirius here, or not?"

"I haven't seen him."

Sara cursed under her breath as she spun around, leaving the building as quickly as she'd come in. She was so preoccupied that she failed to notice the large black dog that appeared to be following her

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A/N: Sorry it took me so long to update, I'll try to get the next chapter up soon! And I know this chapter kinda sucks, but...well, deal with it.