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Harry slowly found himself sucked entirely into this new world.

His nights revolved around working cases with Ron and Luna. And his days revolved around spending time with Ginny when she wasn't at work herself.

After a month of this he could hardly believe that he had once been a wizard or a famous soccer player. He was once again living in the moment, like he had been before. He didn't want to run the risk of having another one of those horrible nightmares, since now it would most likely involve his unborn child. The thought of watching any child of his die or be tortured sent ice water running through his veins.

Harry, Luna, and Ron never did get their new orders before Snape took office; there was too much confusion in the government over the transfer of power.

When the transfer of power occurred and Snape took up residence at the official residence of the Prime Minister, Harry was sitting in front of the tellie, watching.

Ginny had already left for work, so Harry was alone in the apartment when he heard Snape speak the words "Her Majesty the Queen has asked me to form a government and I have accepted."

Snape looked different, compared to what he had looked like in the Magic and Soccer Memories. It took Harry a few minutes to figure out why.

It was because Snape looked happy. He looked genuinely happy.

Why was Snape so happy? Was it because he had apparently never met Lily? Or fallen in love with someone he could never have?

As Harry tried to process this information Snape continued to talk on the tellie. Harry's attention was abruptly brought back to Snape when he heard the words:

"I have decided to appoint the Right Honorable Remus Lupin, the new Lord President of the Council, as my the new Deputy Prime Minister and the Queen has approved this appointment."

The camera flipped over to another man that Harry instantly recognized – Remus Lupin. He wasn't the most shocking person on the screen to Harry. Standing not far behind Lupin, in an out-of-date suit and wearing a sly expression, was Peter Pettigrew.

Harry's ears shut down again as he stared at the man he had watched get strangled by his own silver hand.

Wormtail was looking much healthier than he ever had in Harry's Magic Memories. His clothes may have been out-of-date, but they were clean and obviously well cared for. The only thing that reminded Harry of the Wormtail in his Magic Memories was the look in his eyes.

Wormtail was up to no good.

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About a week after the Right Honorable Severus Snape took up the position of Prime Minister Harry, Ron, and Luna finally received their new orders.

Black stared at the three of them very seriously.

"The three of you need to go empty your desks."

Ron let out a gasp and was about to speak when Harry kicked him.

"Hey!" Ron hissed as Black continued to speak.

"We finally received your new orders and the three of you are being moved from our lovely Streatham station over to the Charing Cross Station. Your new Chief Inspector is Augustus Rookwood. He's rather strict, so the three of you need to start following the rules for once."

The name Rookwood sounded very familiar, but Harry couldn't place it. Had he met Rookwood in one of his other memories?

"I suppose we'll try too," Luna said as she began playing with her hemp and stone bracelet.

Black sighed, "Just don't let anyone know I let the three of you run wild, alright?"

"Alright, we can do that," Harry said.

"Good, now," Black's serious expression turned into a huge grin, "why don't the three of you join me for a drink? Your shift is canceled tonight and you don't work tomorrow, so you can clear out your desks then."

"Sounds like a plan," Ron put in.

Half an hour later Harry was doing something he had never thought he'd be able to do – share a drink in a public place with his godfather. Not that Black knew he was Harry's godfather, he only knew Harry's father through reputation.

James had become a legend when he had tracked down a serial killer right after joining the force. He had been just days out of training when a serial killer preying on young women had kidnapped his pregnant wife, Lily.

Looking back at the story now Harry supposed that the serial killer was Voldemort. Especially since his name had been Tom Riddle.

"You show promise of being like your father," Black said as he took a sip of his drink.

Words like that never failed to move Harry, "Really?"

"Yes, really. I've read the reports. The way he coolly faced down Riddle, tried to reason with him, but, when he realized Riddle was insane, he didn't hesitate to do what he had to. Riddle killed dozens of women and several policemen, your father truly earned his knighthood. I think you'll end up with one someday too. You're too much like him not to."

Harry glanced over at Ron and Luna. The two of them were in a heated (at least on Ron's part) debate about whether there really was a Loch Ness Monster or not. Naturally, Luna thought there was and Ron said it was all a hoax.

Black followed Harry's gaze. "Do you think the two of them will ever recognize that they're meant for each other?"

Harry shrugged, he honestly couldn't picture Ron with anyone besides Hermione, but, since there appeared to be no Hermione around, he supposed that Luna wasn't such a bad choice for Ron. "I think it will take something unusual to get the two of them together."

"You know, I think you're right." Black said with a grin. "My brother only realized he was in love with his now present wife when he got stuck on a broken train in the underground with her for several hours."

"So, are you saying that we should lock the two of them on a train for several hours?" Harry kept his voice serious as he asked this.

"No," Black growled, "that's not what I meant at all. You take things too literally don't you?"

Harry grinned down at his drink, "I've been told that." In fact, he remembered Hermione telling him something to that effect on the shore of the lake by Hogwarts.

"Of course you have," Black said with a chuckle.

The two of them sat there in silence for another ten minutes or so. Both of them lost in their own thoughts. Harry kept going over in his mind the strangeness of realizing that his father had killed Voldemort, or rather, Tom Riddle. He had done in this world what Harry couldn't do in the Magic World. It was also a little odd that the police actually carried guns here.

When their drinks were done they said goodbye to Ron and Luna, the two of them were still arguing, they barely even noticed Black and Harry leave.

As the two of them walked down the street to the bus stop Black spoke again. "Harry, you really do need to stay in line when you're working for Rookwood. He's got his own agenda, he plans to be the Police Commissioner one day. Don't make him look bad, he's crazy enough to have you and his other employees watched at all times. Whatever you do, keep the other two in line also. Got it?"

Harry suddenly remembered who Rookwood was. He had been one of Voldemort's Death Eaters. And now he was going to be Harry's boss.

"Don't worry, I'll play it safe," Harry said as the two of them parted ways and he fully intended to. After all, he wasn't a teenager with no family now. He was a husband, son, and father-to-be. He had too much on the line to put himself in true danger.

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Everything Black had said about Rookwood proved to be true. He gave them the once over on their first day, laid down the law, and then ignored them. Or at least appeared to ignore them, from what Black had said Harry knew that Rookwood was always watching.

Harry made sure to warn Luna and Ron about what Black had told him and the three made sure to follow his rules and stay out of his way.

Before they knew it July was gone. It was on the last day of July, his birthday, that Harry received the greatest gift of all of his lives combined. It was even better than finding out he was a wizard.

He became a father.

As Harry stood there, holding his young son, the only thought on his mind was the hope that he'd get to stay in this world with Ginny and his son forever.

Author's Note: Okay, I don't like this whole, one chapter a week thing. I feel like it's throwing my writing off. I look at this and feel that I can do better, but I just don't know how. Well, I hope you like all the twists and turns that lie within this chapter.

Well, my student teaching is going well. I've had an amazing week and hopefully this next week is just as amazing.

Thank you everyone for reading and reviewing! Remember, you're what keep me going with this story.

Hey, if any of you have read the Hunger Games you may enjoy reading the story I started about it this week, it's on my profile.

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