Chapter 12: The Deal

Harry Potter sat in a small pub located in London as he awaited his very important visitor. He had arranged to meet the man in "muggle" London so there would less of a chance of someone accidentally recognizing him. He had arrived early as he normally did to scope out the meeting place. Inconspicuously Harry set up a few precautions around the pub and then proceeded to relax and await the person he was meeting. Harry was enjoying his drink when a figure in a business suit pulled out a chair and sat down in front of him.

"Are you James Porter?" The man asked.

"Depends on who's asking." Harry responded.

"I represent the person you wish to make a deal with." The mysterious figure declared.

"Code phrase?" Harry asked.

"How many wizards does it take to change a light bulb?" The man asked.

"What's a light bulb?" Harry replied.

The man across from Harry chuckled at the remark. Harry then asked the man, "What should I call you?"

"John will do."

All right Johnny boy, I have a proposition for your boss." Harry replied and drew a folder from his bag and tossed it in front of the man.

John picked up the file and started thumbing through the various pages. Harry could tell the man was a speed reader by the way he seemed to rapidly absorb the information as he quickly flipped through the pages. John then placed the folder down on the table.

"You have a very interesting proposition here Mr. Porter. I see from the information provided that we are not the only ones you have approached with this offer."

"You are correct. In fact you are the last ones I am approaching. I had to have all my allies in place before I approached your boss with this proposal. If I didn't your boss could dismiss it and inform certain parties as to what I was up to thus torpedoing my plans. That was something I can not in good faith allow to happen." Harry responded.

"You're smarter than your dossier would have us believe Mr. Potter." John stated then took a drink.

Harry smirked at the man, "And you're not as well informed as you might think you are Mr. Arthur Moore." Harry replied. "You might want to inform your pet telepathy that he can to give it a rest. He can't keep me out of your head, much less his. Also your man has not yet been able to get into mine."

"I don't know what you're talking about." Mr. Moore replied.

As if to answer the man's statement, an empty mug flew across the room and hit a man sitting perpendicular from Harry. The man crashed to the floor unconscious as Harry pointed and said, "That telepath."

Mr. Moore looked on as the room tried to figure out if someone had thrown the mug at the man who now lay on the floor. "Impressive Mr. Porter, it seems we shall have to list you under very powerful wandless magic user now." Mr. Moore stated.

"You do that Johnny boy. after you've present my proposal to your employer." Harry stated and took another sip of his drink.

"While I'm sure my employer will want to meet with you about this matter I can assure you that it will take quite some time. He is a very busy man. The earliest I can assure you he will be able to meet with you will be. two weeks."

Harry pulled another file from his bag and tossed it in front of Mr. Moore. Arthur Moore opened it and upon examining two pages quickly shut the folder. He looked up at a grinning Harry Potter.

"You have two hours to arrange the meeting, after which time I sell my copies of that file to the highest bidder. You'll find my desired meeting place on the last page with my list of requirements." Harry stated and then handed Arthur a business card.

"Call me at that number when the meeting is set. If you call after the two hour deadline not only will I not be there but you'll be up the creak without a paddle."

Harry finished his drink, tossed some money on the table to cover his costs, and then departed as Mr. Moore sat seething in his chair.

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Harry sat waiting patiently for the phone call that would change the world as he knew it. It had taken Harry four long and grueling years to set the events that were transpiring up and he was hoping his bluff would pay off. As Mr. Moore's deadline neared Harry prepared the six files that he hoped he would not be using, to be shipped to the individual buyers. They would have a field day with the information contained within the folders and it would definitely benefit Harry's pocketbook. However he was not looking to line his pockets, no. Harry Potter wanted to make sure that no one was ever wronged like he was ever again. For him to make sure of that changes needed to be made.. Immediate changes.

As he called for the owls to take the files his telephone rang. Harry gave the packages to the owls and told them to await further instructions.

"Hello." Harry said into the phone.

"How many wizards does it take to change a battery?"

"What's a batter?" Harry replied.

"My employer has agreed to the meeting and will rendezvous with you in thirty minutes at your requested meeting spot."

"Thirty minutes it is then." Harry replied and hung up the telephone. Examining his watch Harry set the countdown timer and proceeded to the rendezvous location.

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Harry Potter stood near the ticket booth at King Cross Station awaiting his meeting with Mr. Moore's employer. Harry had done a through investigation of the premises to ensure that there were no unexpected surprises. He knew that Mr. Moore would most likely still be upset with him so he took several precautious to ensure his safety. When his safeguards were in place Harry relaxed and awaited his meeting.

"Mr. Porter I presume." A man asked.

"No need for formalities sir, you may call me James." Harry insisted as he met with the man he hoped would help change the world.

"You may call me William." The man insisted.

"I'm sorry to have to force your assistant to arrange such a meeting so quickly by my associates and I are eager to begin implementing necessary changes and begin training some of our associates." Harry informed.

"So I gathered. I must say that the information you used to assure this meetings was. how shall I put this, enlightening." William stated.

"The moment this meeting is concluded those files get locked away." Harry informed William.

"Until you need them again that is." William stated.

"You never know. However I hope that I won't require their use anymore."

"I have reviewed your proposal, your request list, and your student record to get a better feel for the kind of person you are. Should I agree to go along with this, what assurances do I have that you won't use this to your advantage and stage some kind of coup against us later on." William asked.

"An astute question sir, I can assure you that my only ambition is to see justice done. The system as it stands does not work as it should. All that's ever done when crimes against the citizens of this great land occur they are covered up. That has to end."

"I agree. As do many of my associates. I took the liberty of contacting a few of your associates to ensure that your information was accurate. I must say, that I was surprised to see how far you've come in four years."

"I assumed you would check up on me, I know I would in your place. Yes we are much farther along than the report I provided you states. I had to ensure that should you turn me down you would not be in a position to give an accurate account to the Minister of Magic." Harry stated.

"You're a very cautious man Mr. Potter, oh I think we ca do without the pseudonyms." William stated.

"Very well will." Harry said with a chuckle

"After reviewing the information provided by you as well as checking with my contacts in the ministry of magic I think that given our unique situation that items two and three can be handled immediately. Item one will take a formal session and should be complete in a matter of two weeks."

Harry looked at the man. He knew what he was going to say before he said it but was still eagerly awaiting the words.

"Very well Mr. Potter, you have my support. When do we begin implementation of Phase 2?" William asked.

"Immediately sir." Harry said with a large smile on his face.