Author's Notes and Disclaimers are in Part One

I don't know if I'm going to continue with this if no one is going to review. How do I know if you people even like what I've done if no one reviews.

Part Two: Welcome to Hogwarts Mr. Rabb

Several weeks and an ocean away, he woke with a start when he heard something tapping against the kitchen window. It had been nearly a month since the disaster in Paraguay and Mac telling him that there was no chance for them. So be it then, I've got nothing here for me anymore, maybe it's time to go back where I really belong. Harm thought as he approached his kitchen and saw a large barn owl watching him impatiently as if to say Hurry up, I've got other things to do. "All right, all right hang on I gotta figure out how to open the darn thing." Harm said still half asleep.

Nightmares had been plaguing him since he got home, twisting the real outcome to horrible lies. As a result Harm hadn't had a decent night's sleep in an entire month. He filled a shallow bowl with water and retrieved a bit of raw chicken for the delivery owl.

Harm managed to get the window open and allowed the tired bird in. After being relieved of the message the owl was grateful for the food and water. Once it was done the owl flew back out the window into the morning mist.

Harm was stunned to say the least. He had abandoned the world of magic at the time he entered Annapolis. Now that the world of Muggles had nothing to offer him here was a way to completely disappear. Harm recognized the wax seal on the envelope and opened it quickly. The letter had all the right markings and addresses on it so he knew it was real and not some sick joke or someone trying to blackmail him for some reason.

Mr. Rabb,

I am hoping this letter finds you well. I know this may seem a shock since you left our world so many years ago to pursue a military career. We at Hogwarts find ourselves in need of a new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor and the headmaster requests that, if you have the time and desire, you take over the class. I understand that this may interfere with your military service but the headmaster feels that you have what we need to train our students to defend themselves in the up coming war.

If you wish to take the class please send your owl by August 1st.

Thank you, Minerva McGonagall Deputy Headmistress

Harm was stunned to say the least. As he thought about it though it seemed to make the most sense, no one at JAG knew he was a wizard. Since he gave up his career to save the ungrateful Mac and Webb, Harm couldn't go back to JAG even if he wanted to. He would have had to see Mac all the time knowing full well she had turned on him in favor of that annoying spook. On top of all that there was the admiral, a man Harm had once thought of as a friend but had turned out to be a royal jackass and his moods of late were a thing to be dreaded. This was the best of all choices even though the thought of teaching was a bit daunting.

Harm made his decision and was going to leave the U.S. and very likely never come back. All he had to do now was deal with some minor problems and then he would be gone. He left his apartment and headed off to Williamsburg and the magical community there, which was also where the seat of America's magical government was located.

Mac's corvette pulled up as Harm's SUV drove away. She didn't get a chance to follow him so she decided to wait for him in his apartment.

Harm was gone most of the day as he prepared for his trip to Hogwarts. He had gone on sort of a shopping spree along with renewing his Apparition license and he got his wand checked over as well as buying a new broom. The most significant thing he bought was a new owl; he had left the one he had from school with his mother and Frank. A beautiful female Great Horned owl looked up at Harm from her cage. Once his apartment door was closed and he had put his other stuff down, Harm opened the cage and let the owl out to stretch her wings. He watched her for a while trying to think of a name for her.

"Harm," Mac's voice called out from the shadows.

Harm nearly jumped out of his skin and his new owl squawked indignantly. He turned to see her approach and had to stop himself from trying to touch her. Harm pulled himself back together and returned to his task of preparing to leave.

"What brings you by this time Mac? Did Webb come up with a new scheme to get you to do his dirty work for him?" Harm said without even looking at her. He had to protect his heart. Mac had hurt him after he had rescued her and he couldn't let her get close or she'd find a way to do it again and Harm knew he wouldn't survive a second attack.

"I just stopped by to see how you were doing. I haven't seen you since we've been back. And I've also been wondering when you were coming back to JAG." Mac said in a rush.

"I'm not, remember, I resigned to come get you. Chegwidden processed the papers and isn't about to let me return, even if I wanted to, which I don't. I've gotten a job offer and I'm going to take it. Besides, why would I come back to watch you and Webb make googolly eyes at each other?" Harm said. "JAG hasn't been a good place for months now; this was just the icing on the cake."

"How can you say that? I haven't seen any problems." Mac said.

"Don't be naive; things haven't been right for months. Chegwidden has been on the warpath for so damned long I can't even remember when it wasn't tense just to walk in the door. If you want to keep your sanity, you'd get out as soon as possible like I am." Harm said.

"So where are you going? When will I see you again?" Mac asked. She was getting desperate, she finally realized that she messed up and was trying to make amends but Harm wasn't having anything to do with it. Mac had to keep him around so she could apologize and maybe get back some semblance of what was dear to her.

"That is none of your business. You lost that right when you said there was no chance for us. I'm getting as far away from here as I possibly can and I doubt I'll ever come back. Don't bother to ask you can't come with me." Harm said and then he turned to watch his owl. "I think I'll name you Amilena." Harm said as he watched her preen and look about the room.

"What's with the bird, Harm?" she asked, deciding that she had nothing to lose now and figured if she attacked Harm would snap out of whatever mood he was in and apologize.

"She's an owl, obviously. I saw her and thought I could use a new friend. I know she won't turn on me, unlike some people." Harm said. The dig wasn't lost on her but Mac didn't react. "I think it's time you left and go back to Webb. I doubt he'd appreciate you being here."

"Clayton doesn't control my actions, Harm. No one does." She said then immediately knew it was the wrong thing to say.

"I figured as much. I almost convinced myself that maybe Webb had said something to make you act that way at the airport but you just confirmed that last bit of doubt. Goodbye Mac, I hope you can live with yourself after this cause I'm not gonna be here to pick you up again." Harm said.

Mac stormed out of the apartment and was half way to her car when she realized what had happened. Tears filled her eyes as she kept walking; Harm was lost to her now most likely forever. She had to hope that one day he would come back to her otherwise she couldn't go on.

A cold feeling settled in Harm's heart at what he had done to the woman he loved. He knew it was necessary but it still hurt. Harm knew he had to make a clean break or they would hunt him down and try to convince him to come back but he couldn't, he wouldn't.

Mac drove off in silence and managed to get to the Roberts house without getting into an accident. She was sitting in her car when Harriett found her.

"Colonel, what happened? Where's the Commander?" Harriett asked.

Mac looked up at Harriett unable to say anything at first. "He's not coming. I didn't get a chance to invite him. He's leaving Harriett, he's going somewhere and won't tell me where." She said.

Neither woman saw the admiral standing there watching them. He had known something was wrong when Harm didn't come to see him when they got back but he had no idea it was like this. A.J. had figured that when Harm couldn't find a job anywhere else, he would come and see him and they would talk, they would argue and in the end Harm would have his old job and rank back.

A.J. stepped back into the shadows of the bushes and pictured the alley near Harm's apartment and vanished with a slight pop. That's right, A.J. Chegwidden, an admiral in the US Navy and the Judge Advocate General was a wizard.

"Not a good way to travel." A.J. whispered. He was about to enter the building when he caught the sense of magic and was instantly on the alert. A.J. stared at the building a bit longer and realized that the magic wasn't a recent thing but had likely been there for a while, at least as long as a certain former officer had lived there. "Well, well Mr. Rabb you do have a few secretes of your own don't you?" A.J. muttered and approached the entrance. He followed the magical trace up to the second floor of the old building.

Chegwidden found himself at wand point when he approached what he thought was a closed door. "What do you want now? Come to pour salt in the open wounds?" Harm asked then turned back to checking over some of the items he had purchased earlier.

"Heard you were leaving and I wanted to see if it was true. Looks like it is, you do know that running isn't the way to solve your problems right." Chegwidden said offhandedly.

"What's it to you? I'm not in your chain of command anymore so why are you here bugging me?" Harm asked.

The venom in Harm's voice stung the older wizard like nothing else could. "I want to know why you aren't coming back. All you had to do was ask and I would arrange it." A.J. said, refusing to rise to the bait.

"Well I don't want to come back. I've had enough. I'm tired of being treated like an outcast." Harm said.

"Where are you running off to this time?" A.J. demanded.

"That's none of your business."

"Accio letter."

"Incendio!" Harm said forcefully. "That was totally uncalled for not to mention none of your business."

"Nice to see you've still got it, considering I never noticed it before. Well there aren't too many places you can go to use that, I'll find you eventually." Chegwidden said, playing at being sinister. He didn't notice Harm shudder at the sound.

"Good luck, admiral. Now if you'll excuse me I've still got things to do before I leave." Harm said.

Chegwidden took that as a dismissal and left. There was something that he was missing and he had a feeling it had to do with that letter Harm burned before he could read it. A.J. drifted into the shadows of the alleyway to watch. Only a short amount of time passed before Harm emerged and, when he got close to it, shrunk his SUV before disappearing with a slight pop.

A.J. returned to the Roberts house at the same time Harm appeared at the Port Key Station for his trip to Hogsmeade.

"Where to sir?" the ticket taker asked.

"Hogsmeade." Harm said.

"The key will activate in five minutes, sir." the young man said.

Five and a half minutes later, due to the trans-Atlantic port key travel, Harm stumbled away from the arrival platform at Hogsmeade. He slowly made his way to the front doors of Hogwarts castle, someone was waiting for him.

"Welcome to Hogwarts, Mr. Rabb." The headmaster said.

TO BE CONTINUED? MAYBE!! IT'S ALL UP TO YOU