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introduction

Oliver Twist named so by a caregiver at Wool's Orphanage. She had clearly been a Dickens fan because when he was found on the steps without even a note that was the name he had been saddled with. Something the other kids at the home found to be the perfect thing to use to torment him about. A fact that Oliver found astounding since he doubted most of them could even read the book from Which his name hailed. Life had improved greatly when he had received his Hogwarts letter delivered to him personally by the head mistress Minerva Mcgonagall. She had taken him to Diagonally for the first time and then with his wand of dragon heart string and aspen measuring 12 3/4 inch's he joined the Hogwarts class of 2015 and was promptly sorted into Slytherin.

As you can probably guess a young man named after a character in a muggle book was not that popular in the house of the cunning. The few half bloods were quick to make the connection and eager to make them self look better by comparison an insisted that only a mudblood could possibly be named Oliver Twist. Despite the fact that for all they new Oliver could have been the heir of Slytherin himself. He was not of course but he could of been! Stranger things have happened. The pure bloods of course agreed with the half bloods because it gave them a target, Not that they needed much reason to choose a target. As a result he became very good at dueling and the rest of Slytherin grudgingly learned to leave him alone his only friend his entire time at Hogwarts had been the sassy Hufflepuff grand daughter of Tom the bar man who had owned the leaky cauldron, She was a strawberry blonde freckle faced green eyed lass named Holly.

When Oliver graduated Hogwarts he was within the top ten in the graduating year. He had achieved newts in defense, charms, transfiguration, potions, runes, arithmancy and care of magical creatures, With no less then exceeds exceptions in any class he had thought himself as good as the next minister of magic already. That was until he applied to the DMLE to be an auror. The interviewer had been the father of one of his former house mates and he had made it very clear in no uncertain terms that Oliver would never work for the DMLE. And so Oliver applied again this time to be a hit-wizard with pretty much the same results.

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*Thunk* A handsome young man with shoulder length black hair and icy blue eyes and sharp features banged his head on the bar and groaned pathetically. The bar maid a slim pretty woman with lots of freckles and strawberry blonde hair pushed a glass of whisky to him and said "suck it up Twist it cant be that bad." Oliver Twist lifted his head just enough to glare at his long time best friend." Easy for you to say Holly not all of us have grandfathers to retire and leave us bars," Holly shot him the bird."Shut up and drink the whisky before i decide to charge you for it." Oliver snatched up his drink and tossed it back laying his head on his arms." So what happened this time Oli?" Holly asked him leaning against the bar counter in-front of him.

Oliver let out a dramatic sigh."I have applied to every respectable job in the wizarding world. They either are not interested in hiring a mudblood or not interested in hiring me. Its like i have been black listed."

Holly tapped her fingers against the bar and said,"You can work here if you want until you find something better. I just cant believe with your grades you cant find a job."

Oliver thought about it for a moment, He hated to have to lean on holly for a job. "Yeah i will take the work its that or find a job in the muggle world where i have absolutely no qualifications at all."

That is when a message was issued across the wizarding wireless radio that played behind the bar about Theodore Nott. A wanted criminal on the run. The ministry was raising the price on him to 100,000 galleons that is when an idea hit him."Muggles have wanted criminals too." He said aloud.

Holly cocked her head to the side." What is your point Oli?" Her voice was wary she could see the wheels turning in her friends head and there was a look on his face that had guaranteed trouble when they had been in school.

The bar room was empty apart from them. It was late and it was a slow night but Oliver looked around anyway then said "I was raised in a orphanage i know about things most wizards and witch's have no clue about like computers and electronics and the internet."

Holly was lost at this point she was a Pure blood and had no idea what any of those things were "again whats your point?" she asked.

Oliver smiled " I can use those to find out who the wanted criminal's are and where they were last seen and then use magic to catch them. Once i have them i stun them, cast a quick memory charm and no one is the wiser. It does not have to stop there muggles have these things called privet investigators there people who normal people can hire to get information on other people for them,"

"Oli if you get caught using magic on muggles you will be locked in Azkaban." She said very concerned with her friends thought process.

Oliver shook his head ," No one will catch me as long as i am quite about it. Muggleborn's leave the wizarding world all the time. Everyone knows i wanted to work in the DMLE. It would not be too hard for anyone to believe that i got tired of being locked out of everything in the magical world and decided to go work in the muggle world instead."

Holly was reluctant to continue the conversation but was curious as well."And you think there is money to be made in this?"

Oliver nodded,"Hell yeah there is. The muggles have bounties that make Theo look like a small fish. Even at the exchange rate of 5 to 1 on galleons. I would not have to be just in the muggle world either. I could use the money from bounty hunting to maybe get a place down knockturn alley, I could open up the first wizarding detective agency the pure bloods would go nuts for a way to get dirt on each other."

Holly shook her head,"You will be murdered in your bed..." She sighed dramatically then said,"Alright fine count me in your going to need money to get started. I can get up ten thousand galleons but you better be sure this is gonna turn a profit."

Oliver smiled,"I am sure it will work and i will return every knut three fold."

Holly rolled her eyes,"i wont quit my day job."

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The next morning Holly and Oliver went to Gringotts. After a brief ride in a mine cart Holly shoved a bag with ten thousand galleons into Oliver's hands. "This is all i have Oli, It is everything i don't have tied up in the cauldron, be sure about this."

Oliver took the bag solemnly and nodded."I wont let you down holly one day the entire wizarding world is going to know my name and regret that they did not jump at the chance to hire me. That i promise you." His voice burned with the passion and ambition that only a Slytherin spurned could display.

Holly smiled and shook her head. She knew the look in her friends eyes, It was the same look he had gotten any time a pure blood had told him he could not do something or was not good enough. She knew nothing would stop her friend when he got that look in his eyes." Alright Oli i gotta get back to the cauldron,"

Oliver watched Holly walk away. He knew that she had never really understood his ambition and it was only because of her loyalty that she was helping him now. She could not understand how he could not be happy working in a bar or as a tailor or any other job of the sort. She could not understand because she had never had nothing at all. Oliver knew what it was to have nothing. He had been born with nothing had lived almost all his life with nothing. He refused to die with nothing as well. He had worn second hand robes through out his time at Hogwart's. His books had been second and some times third hand. The only new things he had ever owned was his wand and the small pair of silver hoop earrings he wore now. Which had been a gift from holly on his birthday five years ago. Even the clothes he had on now a pair of black jeans held up by a worn out leather belt and white t-shirt, Had been given to him at the orphanage a year ago. The old black trainers he wore he had found hanging from a telephone wire in muggle London. He had retrieved them with a summoning charm and after a reparo and scourgify they were as good as anything he had ever owned. The black bandanna he wore on his head he had stolen from another boy at wools before he had left. His long hair the bandanna and earrings were his way to mark him as defiant too the wizarding world and he wore them with pride. The world would never break or change him. He would succeed as he was.

Oliver joined the que in the bank that had a sign over a desk in the corner manned by a single goblin. The sign on the desk read muggle money exchange the line was not long. in short order the goblin placed £45,000 on the desk in front of him. It was split into stacks of £50, £20, and £10 notes leaving him with 1000 galleons. Oliver took out his wand which he had tucked into his belt and tapped it to his right front pocket. "Capacious extremis" There was a quick flash of light as the expansion charm took hold. He tucked his wand back in his belt,He then stuffed his arm into his pocket up to his elbow to check his work before stuffing the stacks of cash into his pocket.

With that done Oliver left the alley for what would likely be quite some time, Oliver decided that the first thing he needed to do was get himself a phone. The first place he found selling them was a EE store. A confundus charm later he had a galaxy S21 series. His new phone in his pocket he apparated to the ministry of magic's guest apparition point and had his wand checked by security, after getting his wand back he headed to the department of muggle affairs, the office was tiny easily one of the smallest in the ministry. It was run by a ugly witch with a bad attitude.

Oliver stood in-front of the desk tapping his foot impatiently waiting for the witch to acknowledge him. After five minutes he cleared his throat loudly and the witch rolled her eyes.

"What do you want?" she asked impatiently.

Oliver with great effort ignored her rudeness." I need paper work. I already have muggle ID and a birth certificate and National Insurance Number. What i need is school transcripts primary through Secondary education," He figured he would be fine for the most part since he had been raised in a muggle orphanage. He had most of the paper work he needed already but he wanted the school records in case anyone went digging later.

The witch made a great production out of stomping around the little offices and collecting forms for him to sign and after a charge of fifty galleons he left with his transcripts.

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Oliver got up early the next morning. He was currently staying in a cheap motel room he had rented the night before. Oliver sat on the edge of the small bed thumbing his way through listings of building's for sale nearby and soon found one. He set up a meet later in the day with the broker. he then got on the web to google the information on what he would need to get started and was stunned to find tv had it wrong. The muggle uk did not really have much of a bounty system from what he could see. But they did have a most wanted list. They had prices for information leading to arrest so Oliver figured if he were to bring them in it would work just as well. There was no requirements for being a privet investigator at all. There was a licence you could choose to get but it was not required.

Oliver stretched until his back popped then headed out. If he was going to have a meeting to buy property then he was going to have to look half way decent. Using his phone he got directions to a discount store and bought a pair of black khakis and a white button down dress shirt. He added the expansion charm to the pocket of his new pants and transferred his money over to his new clothes. He still looked like a punk but at least now he did not look like a broke punk.

The next thing Oliver did was get directions to a nearby muggle bank and set up an account and deposited most of his muggle money in the bank leaving himself enough to eat with.

A couple hours later Oliver met with a average looking forty something year old man in-front of a tiny little tattoo shop wedged between two buildings. It had large black tempered glass windows and the whole building consisted of one room, That was partitioned with a counter too give the former owner a tattoo area and booking area it had one tiny bathroom and a broom closet. The whole building was tiled in what looked like black marble and the paint was pilling on the brick walls. Normally it would be completely unsuited to his needs because he would be living here as well. But he had magic so that would not be a problem after much haggling he managed to secure the building for the sum of £40,000. A price he only managed because the place was in need of repair from being idle and the fact it had a major bug infestation. Oliver to the surprise and delight of the realtor signed the paper work with out much looking around, Gave him the keys an got out of there before Oliver could change his mind.

Oliver smiled gleefully the moment the door closed. Oliver drew his wand and pointed it at the door and said "Colloportus." The door locked itself with a audible click and Oliver began to trace his wand in the air "Salvio hexia." A transparent bubble seem to expand around him until it touched the walls and vanished warding the store against hex's. Oliver pointed his wand at the windows next "muffliato". He did not want people outside to be able to hear anything going on inside, He followed it up with a flick of his wrist casting the unbreakable charm on the windows and doors as well. This was not London's best area and it would just piss him off if his windows got broke. Turning to the counter partition he split it in half length wise with a diffindo and then followed it with a engorgio to give himself material to work with. He levitated it out of the way for the moment and transfigured the lower half of the counter into red mahogany looking walls with a door in the middle. He used a few more diffindo's to cut up the engorged half of the former counter then moved most the pieces into the newly minted room. He transfigured half into an L shaped hutch and office desk that dominated the room and matched the walls the rest he transfigured into matching book shelf's creating a small but respectable office. Back in the main room he transfigured what was left into a L shaped counter check in area that left a narrow hall way to the bathroom and broom closet as well as the back door. with a tiny sitting area in the front. Oliver then used a simple conjuration to make two sets of bench seating with brown leather padding to save on space.

Oliver took a break after that. Conjuration even simple conjuration was advanced magic and took a lot out of him and he had been working with magic for a good half hour at this point. He had come a long way already the building was almost unrecognizable on the inside now.

Oliver sat on the bench until he had recovered and watched a roach scuttle across the floor. He stood up and pointed his wand at the ground and drew a circle around himself "Protego Diabolica." A black circle of flames surrounded him he pointed his wand a outward "accio maxima bugs." With that thousands of bugs began to fly at him from all directions. They never reached him all were incinerated by the black fire. Once the last burned away he dispelled the flames and pointed his wand at the circle of ash from the cremated bugs around him "evanesco." The ash vanished. " I fucking hate bugs." he grumbled to himself and then went to the broom closet in the back. He opened the door. It was empty and no more then four feet wide and three feet deep. He closed the door again and tapped it with his wand "Capacious extremis." He opened the door again. The closet was now a full room roughly 224 sq feet with nine foot ceilings. " I love magic" He said with a laugh. Oliver pointed his wand in the air "Avis,Avis, Avis." Soon the whole room was filled with a swarming flock of birds. Oliver transfigured the birds into a veritable mountain of feathers which soon became a king size bed with a blanket and pillow. along with a cream colored carpet that covered the floor. The room was still bare and could use a dresser and maybe a telly but he was well pleased with his handy work. He pointed his wand at his bedroom door "Repello Muggletum" casting the muggle repelling charm on his bedroom so that he would not have any explaining to do later. He flopped onto the bed face first and pointed his wand over his shoulder and silently cast the messenger patronus. A silver crow shot from his wand and he went to sleep.

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"Aguamenti!" Oliver sputtered as he leaped from his bed dripping water wand in his hand. Leaning against the door frame for support laughing her ass off stood holly her wand still in hand.

"What the hell holly?" Oliver grumbled drying himself with his wand as his friend regained her composer.

"I will tell you what the hell you utter ass. Who uses a messenger patronus to give someone there address? When i saw your crow come through the window i thought you had been hurt you dick, use an owl!" Holly looked a little indigent now.

Oliver yawned pointedly," Yeah well i do not have a owl, I make do with what i have."

"Yeah speaking of that how did you pay for a place like this with what i gave you? I mean it needs work but its got great potential and that office is sweet tho i sure did not expect it to have this big of a room in it"

"You can be dense some times you know that holly?" He batted his eyes at her and gave her a smirk.

Holly shot a stinging hex at him which he deflected with his own wand then explained.

"I transfigured the walls for the office and the furniture, The front counter and this room is a closet with a expansion charm on it. The whole place was one room with a bathroom and a closet not to mention crawling with bugs."

Holly shook her head with amaze meant at Oliver's spell work. He had always been handy with his wand and transfiguration was by far his best class. What took her hours to work out he could often figure out in minutes and her grades had not been that bad either." I still cant believe no one would hire you this is amazing."

Oliver waved his wand and conjured a simple wooden rocking chair for Holly to sit in." I still have a lot to do, I need to have internet installed and laptops dropped off. Possibly find a squib or muggle born to work the front desk and help me out when i need it and the whole place needs a good cleaning."

Holly shrugged "I still think your doing pretty good, how much do you have left."

Oliver did some quick math. "a little less then five thousand pounds and about a thousand galleons."

Holly winced "That is a little tight... I might know a muggle born that would be able to help you out but he has a bit of an issue."

Oliver raised an eyebrow," I cant really afford to be picky can I. Whats his problem?"

Holly sat down in the rocking chair." His parents pulled him out of Hogwarts after he got his owls and put him back in muggle schools. So legally he is still able to do magic but he does not really know any thing above owl level and what he does know is self taught. He was in Hufflepuff with me. Apparently his parents thought there was no future for him in the magical world."

Oliver could sympathize with that." All right not that big a deal i can school him up a bit on anything he needs to know whats his name. i will send him a patronus."

Holly glared at him." The hell you will Oliver Twist GET . A . OWL. " She jabbed her finger at him to punctuate each word, "And clean this place up i will go get him." Holly got up walking out of his bedroom door and she slammed it behind her.

Oliver laughed but got up and set himself to the task at hand. By the time Oliver stripped the walls of the peeling paint to expose the beautiful red brick beneath and repaired all the cracked floor tiles an casting scourgify on every visible surface, Holly was back. She had with her a lanky young man with sandy blonde hair and hazel eyes and soft features. The young man had round brass framed glasses and had a slightly bookish look to him. Oliver would have taken him for a Ravenclaw if he had not known better.

Holly made the introductions "This is Jackson Brice, Jack meet Oliver Twist."

Jack shook hands with Oliver,"I remember your sorting, Big shock to everyone you getting put into Slytherin. Your parents must be huge dickens fans with a name like that."

Oliver took a seat on the counter " I wouldn't no mate i am an orphan raised a couple miles from here at Wool's actually."

Jack winced at his mistake and changed the subject."So Holly tells me you have some kind of business venture you want to try out in the muggle world?"

Oliver nodded and Holly went to use the bathroom."Yeah not just the muggle world i will take jobs from the wizarding side too if i can get them. But you know how it is trying to get work from within."

Jack nodded with a long suffering look." Yeah i do,So what is your play? Holly wouldn't tell me. Just that she had a job for me that would get my foot back in the door and that you were willing to teach me more advanced magic."

Oliver nodded,"Right well first thing you need to know is that its not exactly legal. Might even be worth some time behind bars if we get caught so when we are done talking either i will have your secrecy oath or i will obliviate your memory of having come here at all."

Jacks gaze sharpened and his hand twitched toward his wand, He stopped knowing he was out matched with his limited education and he said,"If your hurting people i will fight you before i ever let you obliviate me."

Oliver smiled instantly liking jack more for his courage." We wont be hurting anyone mate. At least not unless they try to hurt us, which to be fair is likely. My plan is to use magic to bring in wanted muggle criminals and obliviate them of how they were caught. That and to use magic to run a privet investigations agency."

jack relaxed a bit and Holly came back from the bathroom and sat on one of the bench's."What is holly's stake in this?"

Oliver's answer was a bit sharp." She is a investor she knows we will be running a P.I firm, But that is all she knows of what we will be doing. In fact step into my office." Holly whistled absently looking at her finger nails pretending she could hear nothing at all.

Jack nodded he was good with that he did not want holly involved in this. He followed Oliver into the office and closed the door. Oliver cast muffliato and conjured two posh looking chairs one in front of the desk and one behind it. Jack looked impressed with the spell work and Oliver took a seat behind the desk motioning for Jack to sit down.

Once Jack sat down Oliver got right into it." Here is the lay of it mate. Guys like us get the shaft in the magical world. They bring us in teach us there ways and we either end up having to get a muggle education on top of our magical one to work in the muggle world or we play house elf for the rest of are life's fuck that. I do not know about you but i did not learn magic to end up some pure bloods bitch for the rest of my life. If they wont let me do things the right way then i wil make my own way. We keep that we are using magic on muggles on the sly and just let them think we have both left the magical world behind us. Muggle criminals cant hide from us, there guns are worthless against us. We can use magic to get information on any muggle and they have no way to stop us. If we take jobs in the magical world we do it discreet, We use secrecy oaths and false names."

Jack sat back in his chair thinking things over in silence for a bit. He looked a little scared and just when Oliver had made up his mind to obliviate him Jack nodded his head, his features relaxed and his look became one of resolve." Alright i am in. If we get caught we are both going to Azkaban but i am in."

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So here is the deal i am dyslexic and when i was in school my teachers did not bother to teach me to read or write so i have spent years learning by myself. My grammar is not the best and there will be spelling mistakes. I am running it through spell check as i go. Then listening to it with a E reader because i find it easier to hear mistakes then see them. What I hope to do is write a compelling story, While hopefully improving upon myself as i go. i welcome all comments and reviews and will do my best to answer them but if your rude i will ignore you. This chapter has been edited more times thin i can count.