The night was cold light were yellowed with grim. I watched as we in yet another area of poverty life or death continued. I was once more dressed as a bum, the smell had long since destroyed my Old Factory glands and I could no longer smell. This place was the worst yet. The people were sick and dying a slow death by depression, desperation, and derogation.

Lady's of the night wore the tiny miniskirts, other settled a faux fur over their shoulders. A transvestite wore her, his?... A cat suit of sequins.

I watched an unmarked cop car pull up down the road and after a few words, she was arrested and place in the back of the car. One less for me to worry about. I found a porch stoop to make my own. I pulled the ratty hood over my bright hair. It was for me in that moment truly thankful for all the hard work my father did and all the scrapping and pinching shickles my mother did. They had their issues but never did my father allow us to fall to this. I was thankful for the hand-me-down clothing.

I watched the night carry on I watched men scuffle and fight, women sold their bodies for drugs and cash to feed a habit. I watched a girl that should have been at home dreaming about boys, crawl into a car, I could only wonder what drove the child to such lengths. These are the people that we are caring for now. The ones the police have chosen to ignore.

Dawn finally rose and I could find no one that stood out. I however knew the patters the schedule for the women and the dealers. It was like a tide, the men would deal their wares, then the women, the dealers would come back out to take what the girls had made. It was a process of back and forth. I estimated that the people had exchanged on that block alone over a thousand dollars.

I wonder if Hermione in her shape had done any better. I made my way to the station, a train card shoved in the bottom of my shoe when a crow landed on my shoulder. I gave the bird a tweak on the beak in greeting, a moment later a pigeon landed on the other shoulder. That's right none of us have very impressive animangus. What did you think Harry would be a Phoenix, or a Super Killing Nundu? If you knew him at all you would know that he simply wants to blend in. A crow is smart quick, and will not stand a predator in its area. Beside you see plain crows every day and never think anything of it. As for the pideon that came out of nowhere. I am a…its emberasing but I am a red squirrel yes a chittering rodent. Hey we were studying when our greatest desire and hope was to protect ourselves and get about unnoticed… never mind I am sure I will get around to that another time, for now simply know that our other halves can get around relatively unnoticed. Especially Hermione she is the trickiest of our group.

I took the train talking to the birds. The people on the train didn't care. In New York trust me a homeless man talking to a pair of birds isn't that big a deal.

Upon returning to our car parked in front of Central Station. They hopped into the back of the car.

"I was thinking." Hermione stated as soon as she had a proper mouth. What if the person we are looking for isn't one that any would go searching out. I watched ten girls get picked up last night for solicitation."

"No, because the cops are all known by those people. Now a new cop? Some one just transferred in or in custom now that I can see." Harry contradicted.

"I saw that tonight. Officer White is known by name. If every girl he picked up went missing some one is bound to know." I added.

"So a person coming in pretending to be new, does the job and then leaves." Hermione caught our line fairly swiftly. See what a great team we are.

"Yeah, no one would look at a cop to make eye contact. Something about the whole I don't see you, you don't see me thing." I put out, psychology was Harry's thing not mine.

"What about an ambulance or medical truck?" She then waved her hand. "No because they would have to show signs of illness. Social worker wouldn't come out that time of night either. So we think it is a person acting as a cop."

Harry in the back of the car stretched like a satisfied cat. "I know what we are going to do tomorrow night."

Pantyhose's are very uncomfortable. I pulled at the garter belt holing them up from my waist. My skirt was tiny and ended just below my new… I did the sex changing spell. I was going out as a women. We were going to speak to the girls learn who was who and which cops were new. I just wish I still had my penis. I did however make a fine looking woman.

Hermione went with the cracked out jonesing whore. She cast a small tremor spell on her hands as long as she wasn't concentrating they would give a shack. Her hair was allowed to frizz and she pulled it back with a plain rubber band.

Harry meet us in the courtyard he was dress to impress, his shoes were six inch heels with a heavy two inch platform up front. He was smudged his eyes with liner and then his lips. He wore bright red lipstick. The skirt was long panels cut into four pieces. One in the back front and on each side. Slits rode up the front and the back of each leg to his hips. I gave the ribbon wrapped over his Adam's apple a look of longing why didn't I think of that. He still has his stuff too.

We apperated to a flop house I found and cast an anti-muggle charm. From there was made our way out into the night.

"Hello," I said to the others standing on the street. They gave me a long look. One a heavy woman of indiscriminate years gave me a look.

"Now Honey this street belongs to us and we ain't look'n for no skinny red." She gave me a breast bump. My tiny chest didn't even acknowledge her's.

"Sweetness I'm not trying to get on your troll. Just a few nights. Girl's just gotta make a living, I pushed the long hair that flopped in my face over a shoulder. "See I make my business in Queens got some fine men there some real nice tips. Only see a couple of my friends gone missing and it ain't gonna be me." I snapped my fingers in a 'Z' formation as I saw done last night.

"Honey girls go missin' all the time. As I said find a different walk. Bitch." Why did a single word get a sentence to itself?

"I just need a night or two."

I was pushed off and shoved down the street. I managed to get out of them that only six cops in the area you had to worry about. Two liked to get frisky with them four would arrest them if they were caught wandering too long. New cops were always coming through the place thought.

I made my way from there we had a proper lead and I wasn't going to ruin it by asking one group too much there was also the fact that I think the large woman would have hurt me. When I found an alley to myself. I pulled my mirror from my purse, (that sounds so wrong). "Harry, Hermione?"

"Ello cupcake." I saw Harry had his lipstick smeared. His hair was disarranged and the top of his blouse was ripped.

"Are you alright?"

"Fine, a scuffle with a John that just doesn't take no. Taught him how to treat a lady." I wonder if there was a point to tell him that just because he's a pillow bitter doesn't mean he lost all masculinity. I decided that there was little point, he could be impossible.

"Have you learned anything?"

"Of course did you think that I haven't learned a thing or two about interviewing a person? What do you think I do while working on my papers. Blow smoke out my… Hey get your hands off me… He dropped his mirror behind a trash can.

'We had a complaint about a woman matching your description mugging a man."

"What are you talking about? Just because I am standing on a corner in the middle of the Red Light District does not make me a pro."

"Ma'am you have busted knuckles a broken finger nails and a torn dress."

"Exactly I have a broken nail, busted knuckles, and a torn dress. Do you think a pro wears thousand dollar Jimmy Choo's"

"Then you're a well-paid hooker for having no chest. Turn around."

"Hey get off. Get off me. I will have your badge, Let it be known you have arrest The Harry Potter, on the corner of Ninth and Barllets."

"Ronnie?" looked down and saw it was Hermione on the glass. I was still locked up about what had just happened.

"Hermione." Her face was tight.

"Did Harry our best male friend was arrested as a whore, while wearing a dress."

"Yes, yes he was." I made eye contact and that was the end of it. We were both laughing until we were weak. Hey don't get all high and might if it was your best friend in the same situation you wouldn't laugh at his expense. The pair of us continued on gathering information we could. Which girl worked where, how many girls could normally be found and all that.

We managed bail the next morning, he was stuck in general population He came out holding his shoes in his hand when we were crossing the threshold to the world he turned lifting the left shoe in the air. "And you scuffed my new shoes!"

Upon returning home we sat around once more comparing notes. Would you believe that Harry after being arrested for solicitation, yes I will say it as often as possible, learned more about the cops and their rotation than we did all night. "Mathers, Gibson, and Ellison work the night red eye shift according to the girls those three treat the girls well, the girl in turn keep their eyes open and answer the questions when those three ask. So lets take them out of the equation. Now we have another five, Slim Slimy, Fat Pervert, the Whitey, the Prick and Turkey Legs. The girls say they will roust them whenever possible. Fat Pervert and Slim Slimey like to cop a feel, they also work the red eye and the girls would notice if they ever started going missing after being picked up by them. So let's mark them off." Harry held up pictures of each of the cops involved.

"None of the girls I spoke to noticed any of cops acting off, they are watching however, I gave a slight warning." I added.

"I meet with a pimp offed to help me find work." Hermione gave her scary smile. "I took him out of the gene pool."

"So we can elimante them, the pimps, because he wouldn't make money if the girl were gone." I added.

Harry lifted a sheet of paper form the table. "I also have the rotation for the week of which officer is going to be on patrol where."

"How did you get that?" I asked. There are time when he surprises me.

"I may or may not have, broke into the supervisor office after starting a small fire in a waste basket, and a notice me not was cast over the fire extinguisher." He gave such an innocent smile that I am sure the angels were singing.

"Harry you were under arrest in a cell." I looked at her like she was stupid, when would a simple lock would keep him in?

"Alohamora, does that sound familiar, Hermione. Or a Confundus Charm?"

"Never mind. She looked at every face on the board. "Then we go out tomorrow and try to find out who's there that shouldn't be."

"We agree that it's not a cop but one playing the part or similar" I felt for some reason a need to summarize.

My turn, Rons been telling his side of the story. At this point I had all the fun. I put on my Louboutin heels and a new dress. I made up my face and took myself down to the streets. I saw all the cops that had been identified previously either at the start of shift or switching. Slim Slimy introduced himself and goosed my backside. I am so glad I have a recorder on me. Yeah I was still concerned about the missing girls but I wasn't about to pass up a chance to work on my paper.

You heard from Ron that I continued school after they went out into the world and got jobs. That is true I also had a very good reason, I hoped to understand why the wizarding world is so full of idiots. I learned that isolation and inbreeding lead to lack of innovation or creation. They are so focused on staying hidden preserving their history and self-stated superiority that they had come to believe it. I think I may go kidnap a couple purebloods and dump them in the middle of Silacone Valley.

It doesn't matter what I have come to understand it is nothing more than ignorance, or the Nargles as Luna has stated. What does matter is I learned a bit about human nature. I studied how people work together how they group to survive and hold those dear safe. I also learned that I am really good at throwing people off. I had the best time in college not like Ron and the sorority good time. Those girls were vicious with the Strawberry sauce. Or good time on Friday night down at the Rainbow Room. No I had a great time because I was succeeding in something that didn't involve fighting.

Now this night I was walking around in my Louboutin shoes. I managed to give nodding greetings to the girls as they walked by. It was a very good night I had been approached no less than five times. An unmarked car pulled up behind me.

"Ma'am I am going to have to ask you to stop." I turned and knew that luck was on my side. The police that exited the car wore plain black tennis shoes.

"Hello officers." I dropped a shoulder and looked over my shoulder. "Care for some entertainment?"

I was soon clubbed over the head, handcuffed and tossed into the back of the car. They went a little caveman. Before we had even reached the warehouse, I had the cuffs loosened. I was just waiting for the right time to capture them, I wanted the whole groups if possible.

I gave the sign outside a clear look. "Excuse me why are we in Maryland? Don't you know that you are no longer a single state but Federal crimes?" I was one more smacked into the back of the car. Hermione and Ron had to be listening. The car rolled past the docks and to a warehouse I was dropped onto a cement floor. I looked up into the eyes of several terrified women of varying ages. I gave one a jaunty wink.

The black women was one I had interviewed before. She turned her head away, and started shacking. A tiny little girl was half hidden behind a women. I gve a quick count and found only ten over half were dead or missing.

"You can't do this!" I stood up and elbowed one of the men then another. I kicked out landing a heel in his shin, scrapping it down the front. "Who are you why are you doing this to us?"

I let the hand slap firmly against my cheek and went down again.

"Stay down bitch. You still have to pass the test and if you don't satisfy the master then you go down like the rest."

"Your going to kill me? What do you mean please, tell me what must I do?" I rolled up on to my knees, looking up from beneath my lashes, my ex said it was hot, but then he had the brains of a kniffler.

He grabbed his crotch in a manner that made me want to hurl. I was also tempted to remove his balls. "But she's only a baby." I pointed my chin to the little girl hidden towards the back, it was little Jane.

The one that had been driving and not beating on me smirked. "Yeah my particular favorite." Oh, well he's dead.

They left us alone, me on the floor, as soon as the door shut I dropped the handcuff. Already open with a silent Alohamora.

"Dr. Potter you absolute idiot. What are you doing here?" The women celled Ivy blurted. She was a street wise women.

"I've been looking for you ladies." I conjured a hair pin and quickly began working on their cuffs. No, I didn't pick the locks, that I'll leave to others I instead, silently used magic. One by one the women were free of the cuffs. The little girl cringed back and he made sure to step far from her. Twelve years old and she had been raped several times by the looks of things.

"Ladies how many are in this gang?"

It seemed that Ivy would be the spokesperson. "Ten. Those two only stay as long as there are new girls. We haven't been out in order to see where they go." To make a point of it she pulled the chain that her cuffs had been attached to. She gave it a heave up and own in her hand.

I looked closer to the area that they had been in they all had around fifteen feet of chain and several buckets with lids on them. I would guess that the buckets were for personal use as there wasn;t feces on the floor.

"There are several of us I say we taken them down."

The girls armed themselves with chains and pipes. They stood by waiting and waiting. The youngest was leaning against the wall her ear pressed tight. "Their coming." She ran behind a barrel not far from the door. The woman all went back to the position against the wall. The door opened with a clang and a man stepped in dressed in a fine suit. He was in his early fifties.

Behind him there was a crowed. The thug that made the comment about the girl was there much to my satisfaction. I don't like groups of people as a rule Republican, Democrat, Liberal, Wingers, Gangs, Crypts, Death Eaters, Light Side all of them are stunted and do to a stereo type happy to live with in those self-appointed line. This is one group that came together and I was more than happy to watch them go down "Is this everyone?" I tried to go for a weak and frightened women.

"Yes dear, that it that's all of them." Ivy was good.

"Alright." I shifted to my knees and brought up my Christian Louboutin stiletto ending with metal point into his groin. He fell landing on my upturned knee. Not far from me Ivy was screaming like a released Amazon. She was swinging the chain knocking on one head then around the throat of another. I saw more down and bleeding from head wounds. The thug I wanted was being beaten by a skinny Asian women.

"Let him up." I growled.

She stepped back and he charged at the new threat. My shoe went down cracking into this head, the heel landing in his right hemisphere. I looked and saw that the women had the men down, I know that two were dead. I lifted my heel from his skull, gray matter dotting along the end. "Crap there goes another one."

We had them cuffed with the same they had around the women. I went out and found a moving truck. I opened the back, I found it was half loaded with potatoes. "Throw them in ladies." Now take a street smart pissed off women and tell her to throw in the man that had abused her. She is going to throw him literally. The men were in the back and secured and the back door chained closed.

As there wasn't enough room in the truck for everyone. We found a car that had been used along with and SUV. Ivy filled up the cab of the moving truck, I managed the rest it was an overly crowded SUV we were the only two that knew how to drive, darn city girls. But I wasn't allowing anyone to be left behind. I used stolen phone to call Ron who I knew would be doing everything to get the police involved. See we are upstanding members of Society not vigilantes.

…did you believe that? No? Didn't think you would.

"Ron. Guess what."

"Harry are you alright, where are you at? We're with the FBI I am here at the DC office it's the closet to you and they won't do anything."

"That's alight, we are coming with the gang now."

"What do you mean?"

"I was kidnapped slipped out of the cuffs. Then released the others. Now we have them in the back of a moving van on our way to the FBI building so tell those cops that all they have is the cleanup."

We arrived only minutes after hanging up the phone. They came running out of the building guns drawn. The girls were escorted into the building and separated. I was mobbed by my best friends. It was always a relief to be back together no matter how small the danger was. I was meet by very nice looking man that all but screamed Alpha and a young man that had the whole nerd vibe going for him.

I looked at the pair, and they were looking at my legs.

"You shaved your legs and wore a skirt?" the younger asked.

I gave him a look questioning his mental powers. Must be a newbie. "Tell me something Agent..?" I left he question hanging in order to get a name.

"I am Supervisor Agent Reid and this my team leader Supervisory Agent Hotchner." He indicated to the man that was stone face by his side.

"I am Doctor Harry Potter, and unlike the police in New York when women and children need help I don't look at their income bracket. I don't see how the headlines would read. Tell me is a little legs hair too much to sacrifice when a person's life is at stake."

That got a small smile out of Hotchner. "I see and the people you claim are in the truck?"

"All of them including the two that died in the fight."

Aright I'm going to take over again because he could go on forever. The FBI BAU team was the people that meet with us because it was Agent Pretniss that I meet first and grabbed hold of. They took me to be a hysterical person, it didn't help that I was also in a skirt. When Harry called things went relatively fast the Girls were taken care of the younger girls were placed in foster care. Harry, Hermione and I were all interviewed.

Hermione escorted Agent Rossi and Morgan to our house to collect our notes and pages. In the end we were released and thanked for our care of the women. Harry also had gone a long way into making head way with the girls of New York for his paper, Can't wait to see what happens when he publishes it. The Right Wingers will likely want to hang him up by his bullocks. Hermione and I both went back to our jobs and for a while it was great.