The next thing he knew, Harry was on the company jet thinking about what Triple H had told him, some of the WWE superstars and divas were magical beings. Once the jet landed in Stanford, CT Harry was pulled into a limo and was taken to the WWE HQ. He was directed to Triple H's office, "ah hello Harry." He said, "how was your trip?"
"It was alright Mr. Helmsely." He said.
"No, call me Paul(1)."
"Paul?"
"My real name." Just then a beautiful young woman had came in, she had long, curly brown hair, brown eyes and was dressed in full business attire. "Ah, hello there." He kissed her, "this is Harry Potter." She looked at him.
"The 'Boy-Who-Lived'?" She said.
'Oh boy here we go again.' Harry thought, she looked at him.
"Oh I'm sorry. I didn't mean it that way." She said, "I'm Stephanie McMahon-Helmsely Nice to meet you." She stuck out her hand to shake Harry's.
"Hello, Mrs. Helm-" he started.
"No, call me Stephanie" She said.
"Okay, Stephanie" He said, they shook hands.
"Steph's my wife." Said Triple H.
"Are you...?" Started Harry.
"A witch?" She said, "no but I know about Paul being a half-blood."
"Oh, okay um, why am I here? I mean don't get me wrong, but I um..."
"Wanted to know what I want with you?"
"Yes sir."
"First of all don't call me sir. I work for a living, anyway I want you as my personal assistant."
"Me, but why?"
"Because, I saw something in you. Plus, I want you help you with Voldermort."
"Wait, you can say his name and not worry?"
"Yeah, you see. We have the one man that he fears. Other than you, of course."
"Who else would he be afraid of?"
"The Orton clan. They are basically one of the deadliest light families in America."
"Randy's the head of the clan," said Steph. "he is extremely powerful."
"Wow, I'd like to meet him."
"I'll make some arrangements, also I'll see to it that you'll meet your cousins as well." Said Triple H.
"Alright," said Harry. So during that time, Harry was working behind the scenes helping out where he could and then he met up with Randy.
Randy Orton was over 6 feet tall, had black hair in a buzz cut and hazel eyes. He was buffed and dressed in a T-shirt, jeans and boots. He looked as if he was one of the most noblest pure blooded heads in America. "Randy, this is Harry Potter." Said Triple H, "he wanted to meet you." Randy looked at Harry and it was looking at a human-basilik.
"It's nice to meet you," he said.
"Um, you too. Mr. Orton," said Harry.
"Call me Randy," he said. So Randy and Harry had became really good friends. They became such good friends Harry had became a manager to Randy and helped him win back his World Heavyweight Championship. After a while, Harry went to Cameron, NC the last known whereabouts of his cousins. He went up to a huge manor with metal sculptures in the front yard. He went to the front door and knocked.
A man answered the door, he was in a black tank top, cargo pants, boots and his arm bands. His hair was 'rainbow' colored his eyes were hazel and his beard was jagged. "Um, hello." Said Harry, "I'm looking for a," he was looking at a note. "Jeff Hardy?"
"I'm Jeff Hardy," he said.
"Oh good, I'm your cousin Harry." Jeff cocked an eyebrow. "Turns out my father had some relatives here in the States and one of them married one of yours and..."
"I know, come in." He said, "we need to talk."
TBC
Note: 1. Paul Levesque.
