Harry woke up in the master bedroom in the apartment with Hermione sleeping next to him, which was confusing at first. The last thing he remembered was falling asleep in his mind. But soon his brain caught up. It was Thursday. He shut off the alarm and rolled out of bed. Hermione groaned and rolled over burying her face in her pillow as she muttered about loud noises. Harry hit her with a healing spell designed to cure headaches and she sighed as she relaxed and fell back asleep. Harry kissed her head before he got his workout gear on.
That morning the guys all did a heavy workout to cure their hangovers and hit the showers. Harry and Hermione dressed for the day in what Harry was calling the SSI standard uniform of a black three piece bulletproof suit, over a dragon hide vest. Harry went with a white shirt, black silk tie, and black oxfords. Hermione went with a gray silk blouse left open at the top, a set of comfortable black pumps with a small heel, and light makeup. They found everyone at the dining room table in varying states of hungover.
Over breakfast they talked about what they were doing today. It seemed like mostly everyone was staying in today to nurse their headaches and work on the SSI documents. The exception was Dora and Dan. They were heading to the UK to do a bit of advanced scouting to get a feel from the temperature of the island. If things were going good they were going to see how many people they could get off the island without drawing attention to themselves. They were dressed almost exactly like Harry and Hermione and that made Harry smile. With the suits and the gold shields on their belts They looked like Feds, if they got stopped no one would question them.
After breakfast most of the adults headed off to the library to look over the paperwork. Odd worked with Amelia in the shooting range. She was finally embracing the muggle gun and taking her security serous. Luna, Neville, and Susan were going to spend the morning in the movie room trying their hand at video games. Abby showed up at nine am on the dot. She was dressed in a white knee length skirt suit made of a light gauzy material, over a white silk blouse, she was accompanied by a tall curvy redhead in a green sundress with a plunge neckline that showed off a lot of cleavage and very high heels. When Harry first saw her at the door he had to blink a time or two. Abby saw his face and she smirked.
"Harry, this is my second in command Melissa Barns. She's the best assistant you can ever ask for." Abby said.
"Nice to meet you, welcome to the team." Harry said holding out his hand. She took it and shook it with a sexy smile.
"You're right Abby, he's cute." Melissa said with a Chicago accent.
"He's taken, and so are you." Abby said slapping the redhead on the ass as she walked into the apartment making Melissa yelp.
"I like it when you spank me." Melissa said winking at Harry as she walked by which made his pants very uncomfortable at the thoughts she just put in his head.
"The adults are in the library going over a big box of documents from the ICW." Harry directed them.
"Good morning Abby. We have your contract right here." Emma said from her spot at the big table next to Andy and Ted when they walked into the library.
"And I have your first two checks." Harry said pulling two checks out of his bank book. One check for $100,000 marked 'signing bonus' and a second check for $83,350 marked 'June payroll'.
"Great, as soon as we go over this paperwork we need to head down to Mexico City. I set up a meeting with the biggest dealer in dragon parts at nine. That's less than an hour from now. And we have to drive to his place from the bank." Abby said looking over the contract.
Ten minutes later Harry, Abby, and Hermione were flying through the air. They landed in a small room that looked like the portkey landing area in the Potter building. The floor was covered in small brass mailboxes. Harry put the card in his card holder and followed Abby out of the busy bank and out into the early morning heat. Harry pulled on his sunglasses, he was glade the suit was climate controlled. It felt like it was a 100 degrees but he was a comfortable 75 degrees. Abby lead them to the parking lot. Harry expanded his Camaro and they got in. Harry drove and Abby fed him directions.
They made it to a small warehouse off the beaten path a half hour later. Harry pulled up to the front of the building and shrank his car. They walked in and Abby talked to the receptionist. Soon they were seated in a small but well air conditioned office across from and older man in a white cotton suit with a short sleeved white shirt with red floral pattern. The man had a perfectly manicured white goatee and he was puffing on a big cigar. He was a panama hat and sunglasses away from being a Bond villain caricature.
He asked something looking at Harry. Harry just smirked and let Abby do the talking. Hermione knew a small bit of conversational spanish but the conversation was way above her head. Harry was able to pick up numbers passing back and forth but not much else. But in the end it didn't matter. Abby was in her element. This was the reason Harry wanted her to work for him. She owned the room. It was like watching a parent yell at your teacher in a parent teacher conference. The balance of power shifted quick.
Mr. Rocha started the meeting off looking confident, cocky almost. He got more cocky when he saw Abby was going to do the talking. Over the next fifteen minutes his cocky smirk turned into a grin, which shifted to a neutral stare and ended with him looking slightly afraid of Abby. Harry didn't know what was said but he was sure it was along the lines of sell to us or we'll come back, raid your warehouse with an ICW inspection team, and take what we want when we're done fucking your livelihood into the ground. Abby turned back to Harry when she finished talking.
"He has 21 raw hides on hand now, and he has 11 adult dragons in cold storage waiting to be skinned and butchered. He's willing to sell you the raw hides for $60,000 a piece and the whole dragons for $50,000 apiece. That's 32 hides for $1,810,000 cash." Abby said.
"That's great, but what are we going to do with 11 dragon carcass?" Harry asked.
"Ever had dragon steak? If not, you're in luck." Abby said with a smirk.
"That's a lot of fucking steak Abby." Harry said.
"Relax, I'm fucking with you. I know a butcher that can skin and butcher the dragons for $3,500 a dragon. It's hard work and it takes a whole team of guys to do it. Dragon meat goes bad fast. That means refrigerated storage. For $55,000 you can turn around and sell the meat, teeth, heart, claws, and eyes for about half the cost of the dragon hide you're about to buy. Magical meat is hard to come by in the US, it's regulated, however if you smuggle it into the country?" Abby said leaving the idea hanging in the air.
"Abby, just how risky is this? Transporting dragon meat into the US? We talking slap on the wrist or jail time?" Harry asked.
"Depends on what you get caught doing. But then again it's not something the cops or the Aurors are looking for. If you keep it quiet and let me handle it no one will know anything. It's a small risk. Plus, Dragon is really tasty if it's kept fresh." Abby said with a smirk. Harry had visions of Abby as a international conference of bad guy feasting on a table full of magical creatures. Oddly enough she looked like she fit in well.
"Okay, I'm trusting you on this. Worse case we call Walter and tell him we needed the hide for vests." Harry said pulling out his case. He counted out a 181 bricks of cash from the case almost emptying it out onto the desk.
They were lead to the warehouse floor where the workers started loading the big burnt orange raw hides from a big refrigerated shipping container into a huge wooden crate. The hides were about 45 foot long and 25 foot wide with a 6 foot wide 8 foot long neck, four 3 foot wide 6 foot long legs, and a 3 foot wide 10 foot long tail still attached to the hides. It took three men to pull each hide out and lay it out on the concrete floor. They fold it up like a huge crape, and load it into the crates. Seven hides to a crate the size of a wood shed. When that was done they shrank the crates down to the size of a trunk. Next, four wizards floated big wooden crates the size of a refrigerator on it's side out of a huge refrigerator. Harry looked at the huge crates and looked at Abby.
"Can we shrink these down more?" Harry asked and Abby talked to the owner.
"Those are shrunken down Harry. He says the cartes are 60 foot long, 30 foot tall, and 30 wide when they're unshrunk." Abby said.
"We're going to need a truck. Preferably one with refrigeration." Harry said.
"The butcher I know works with dragon he's in Brooklyn. He has a truck." Abby said.
"Where in brooklyn?" Harry asked.
"South Brooklyn, close to the Verrazano bridge. I have to look it up." Abby said.
"Right, I have a portkey in Brooklyn by Miguel's shop in Red Hook. You two take this portkey and drive to the butcher. Take this stack of portkeys. When you get there and set everything up with him, call me and I'll start sending over crates." Harry said handing Hermione his little black Ferrari and a stack of portkey cards.
"Good thinking. We'll call you in fifteen minutes." Abby said taking a hold of the Portkey Hermione was holding out for her. The two women vanished and Harry spent ten minutes looking over the dead dragons in the warehouse. Harry got a call twenty minutes later and soon he was slapping portkey cards to crates and tapping them with his wand. When they all vanished and he got confirmation from Hermione over the phone he shook the man's hand and he took the last portkey. He landed in a big industrial kitchen where men were loading the crates in to a huge walk in freezer.
"Harry this is Carl Freemen. He runs a semi-legal meat company that deals in magical and exotic animals." Abby said introducing him to a older heavy set black man dressed in blood soaked butcher whites. He had a ring of white hair around his head and a white mustache. He had a shifty smile but he looked like a stand up guy.
"It's nice to meet you." Harry said as he shook Carl's hand.
"Likewise. I'll have my boys start in on your order. I can tell you now it's going to be hard to move that volume of meat all at once. We can skin and clean them for you. Cut off all the easy to sell bits but you're better off butchering them one at a time and selling them off slowly over the next six months." Carl said.
"Do that. The less attention we draw to this the better. We need the hides now but the rest is icing on the cake." Harry said.
"Good. It's going to run you $4,500 a dragon for this order. I'll take $20,000 up front and we'll deal with the rest when the job is done." Carl said.
"Sounds good to me. You take black card?" Harry asked pulling out his Gringotts card.
"Cash only." Carl said.
"Then you're in luck. I only have about $20,000 on me at the moment." Harry said pulling out the almost empty case and grabbing two bundles out.
Soon they portkeyed to the Potter and Harry tossed the tree creates into his Camaro trunk. They took a trip to Geno's shop. The old tailor was so happy Abby was working for Harry he gave him $50 off the price of each vest bring the cost down to $2,450 a vest. 2,000 vest came out to $4,900,000. Harry cut him a check for the full amount.
"I'll get to work right now. I called in my nephew Marco, he's flying in from Italy tomorrow. He made the shoes you're wearing. He specializes in leather work. For now I'll start tanning and dying the hides. Expect the first batch of fifty vests in a few days. Once we have everything in place it's a two man assembly line process. We'll be able to pump out about 50 to 75 vests a day, 250 to 375 vests a week." Geno said looking excited at the prospect of working on a big order.
"Well don't push yourself too hard. We have some time yet and there were a few other projects I'd like to talk to you about. We're going to need bullet proof suits for the agents and I was thinking about black cargo pants and shirts for the tactical guys. You might look into hiring some more staff." Harry said.
"I'll start looking. Abby you can help check them out right?" He asked.
"I can, you get me the names and I'll check them out." Abby said hugging her grandfather.
From there they portkeyed back to the Potter building. They had lunch as a group before they all went back to what they were doing. Abby joined the adults in the library. Hermione was about to follow them when Harry stopped her.
"Come with me to the study? I want to show you something." Harry said.
"Okay?" Hermione said following him into the study. Harry pulled the other desk chair up to his desk and had Hermione sit in the chair. He took a seat behind his desk and rolled his neck.
"What did you want to show me?" She asked.
"You trust me right?" Harry asked.
"Yes. What's going on?" She asked.
"I'll explain everything but for now just go with me on this. Lock eyes with me." Harry said pulling his wand out.
"Harry?" She asked looking at him.
"Legilimens." Harry said but instead of going into Hermione's mind he brought her into his mind. He blinked and saw Hermione standing next to him in the snow by the dark forest.
"Harry where are we?" Hermione asked as she heard a loud wolf howl.
"We're in my mind. Come Boy!" Harry called out and Shadow came trotting out of the woods with his glowing green eyes on Hermione.
"It's your tattoo?" She asked.
"Yes and no. The Tattoo is a representation of the wolf which is my mind guardian. He protects me from intruders. I'm sure you have something like him in your head. I wanted to show you this because it's important. Shadow this is Hermione. She's my mate. You will let her be and treat her like me." Harry said bending over to pet the big wolf. Hermione hesitantly reached out and she felt something connect to her magic. Shadow licked her face and she smiled.
"He's cute." She said scratching Shadow behind his ear.
"He's a huge killer wolf, but he's also a big puppy. Right boy?" Harry said hugging the big wolf.
"This is your mind? It's a bit cold and dark. Not to mention a bit scary." She said looking around at the moonlight winter wonderland.
"That's the point love. It's not supposed to be easy to navigate. Come on." Harry said leading her into the woods. It took a minute to find the cabin but the more he walked to and from the cabin the easier it was to navigate the dark birch wood forest. He opened the door for her and she walked in.
"It's cozy." She said looking around the room full of bookshelves.
"It's small, but I like it. I need to you take a seat in the chair." Harry said walking over to the bookshelf with the black books he found the two books on the mind arts and brought them over. He handed her the first book but kept his hand on the cover to keep it closed.
"That's not just a book. It's memories, and they're not mine. They belong to Tom Riddle. What you hold in your hands is his basic knowledge of the mind arts. If you open that book you will feel intense pain. You might even black out, but you will gain his memories of the subject. The same with this book. It's his knowledge of advanced mind arts. Once you know what's in those two books we can go to your mind and see what your brain looks like. But more importantly, you'll be able to absorb the rest of those books. As far as I can tell they represent the bulk of his knowledge. In my head that knowledge is useless. In your head it might mean the difference between winning and losing the war. But it's up to you. You can look at none of it. Some of it, or all of it. Every night before bed we can come here and you can study." Harry said lifting his hand off the book.
Hermione looked at the book in her lap and looked back to Harry. She turned the book over in her hands a few times as she studied the cover. Finally she took a deep breath and opened the book. As soon as her eyes landed on the first page she let go of the book and clutched her head as she screamed. Harry took a knee in front of the chair and hugged her head to his shoulder.
"That felt like someone took an ice pick to my brain." She mumbled rubbing her head.
"The first one hurts the most. After you look at these two books the pain stops altogether." Harry said.
"I know occlumency and legilimency but it's like the information is missing." She said looking frustrated.
"You have to flip through each page in the book. Once you do it will create a copy of that book in your head. Or rather it will fill the pages in the copy of the book you just made in your head. That's what the pain is. It's an information dump. Going over the pages fills in the details and make information pathways in your head. Would you like a cupa?" Harry asked pouring two cups of tea over milk, one with sugar and one without. He handed her one of the cups and a second chair appeared next to his chair and a third end table.
"So all I have to do is page through this book?" She asked taking a sip of her drink and sighing. "Oh that's good." She said as Harry took a seat in the new chair.
"It's the tea from the castle but I added a hint of nutmeg, and dried orange zest. It's my mind, that means this world work off my knowledge of cooking." Harry said holding out his hand and a plate of warm soft fudge brownies materialized in his hand. "One of my famous fudge brownies? My aunt won a bake off with these." Harry said with a smile.
Hermione laughed and took one. She took a bite and hummed as the warm rich gooey fudge hit her tongue. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the moment with a sigh. Harry grinned. Set the plate on the side table and made a stack of napkins with a snap of his fingers. He summoned the six books off the shelf that represented his grad school maths and tucked in.
"Harry, this place is scary, I can see myself not wanting to leave here." Hermione said between bites.
"Well we have time. As far as I can tell time runs differently in here. My tattoo took just under two hours. I spent about eight hours in here. It's four to one I think." Harry said looking over his math books.
The truth was he wanted Hermione to have Tom's knowledge to apply it to SSI R&D but he also wanted her knowledge. She went to an advanced grade school and every summer she took correspondence courses to keep up with her muggle schooling. He wanted to know advanced math, science, proper grammar and etiquette. As fun as advanced magical enchantments might sound to Hermione he was more interested in her advanced sciences and the three and a half languages she spoke. Shadow sat at his feet and put his head in Harry's lap. Harry made a big serving bowl full of pot roast on the floor in front of Shadow and the big wolf barked out a thanks and attacked the bowl wagging his tail.
For the next hour Harry went over his math books and Hermione plowed through the two mind arts books, and a few books on magical travel, advanced enchantments, runes, and arithmancy. She slammed a book shut with a triumphant smirk.
"I have our Portkey situation figured out!" She said excitedly.
"Nice. I knew this was a good idea." Harry said looking at his watch which he figured out told the time outside of his mind. So far they had been under for about an hour and a half in here. Which means they've been sitting in the study sitting across from each other for about 22 minutes.
"Yeah. I want to go test it out." She said standing up and putting the book back.
"Let's take a look at your mind first and introduce me to your guardian before we come out of the trance." Harry said.
"Okay, how do we get to my mind?" Hermione asked.
"I have to make a door." Harry said and a door formed on the wall next to the bedroom. Harry opened the dark wood door and they saw a connecting white door.
"I have to open this one." She said walking past him and opening the door into a huge well lit library entryway with white walls covered in famous artwork, black and white marble floors, and stain glass windows.
Looking past the entrance way they saw bookshelves full of tomes. Harry looked up and saw the walls continued up to a domed roof painted like the Sistine chapel with a big skylight in the center that flooded the room in bright light. As soon as Harry followed Hermione into her mind a big female golden sphinx in a gold Roman breast plate and a gold Egyption headdress came running up from out of the rows of bookshelves headed for Harry.
"Halt!" The sphinx called out in a deep commanding tone with her right front paw up and ther long claws out. She turned ever so slightly to Hermione, as soon as she saw her she bowed her head but kept her eyes on Harry.
"Mistress, I didn't recognize you at first. Is this intruder with you?" she asked nodding at Harry.
"Yes. He is my mate." Hermione said using Harry's words.
"In that case I am sorry for charging you like that. I am Cleopatra, I am at your service mistress." The sphinx said with a deep bow and Harry could feel Hermione's magic accept him.
"It is nice to meet you Cleopatra. So this is my mind?" Hermione said looking around at the rows of bookshelves that seemed to go on forever.
"No mistress, this is your defenses. Your mind is over here." Cleopatra said leading them to a mosaic of an apple tree with an inscription bannor over the top in latin.
"Knowledge is power?" Hermione said reading the banner. The section of wall pushed in a foot and slid out of the way. Harry looked back and saw Shadow stuck on the other side of the double doors.
"Come boy?" Harry said but Shadow weighed sadly.
"Come boy, it's okay. You can come over." Hermione said looking at the big dog. But Shadow shook his head sadly.
"He's stuck, he can't leave your mind. He's your guardian, it's his job to guard your mind." Cleopatra said sadly as she looked at Shadow's big sad puppy eyes.
"I'll fix that." Harry said jogging back to his mind. He walked out the front door of his cabin and held up his arms. A copy of the Hungarian Horntail materialized in the clearing by the cabin. But this dragon was male and he was bigger and meaner. The dragon looked around confused.
"Hello, I am Harry, you are my new mind guardian. You take care of my mind out here and Shadow can move freely." Harry said and the big dragon bowed his head.
"As you command master. I will set up my nest in the mountains over there." The dragon said in a deep reverberating voice.
"You got a name?" Harry asked.
"Drake." The dragon said before taking off. Harry shared a look with Shadow as they walked back into the cabin.
"Nice guy." Harry muttered and he heard a roar in the distance. "Now I know what the manifestation of my anger looks like." Harry muttered as he crossed into Hermione's mind. Shadow took a hesitant step and then another. When he was half inside Hermione's mind he ran up to Harry with his tail wagging.
Harry followed Hermione and Cleopatra into the hole in the wall and they ended up in a big two story tall manor house library. The walls were made of light red wood paneling with built in bookcases that matched the darker red wood floor, and offset the white plaster ceiling with molded scroll work. One wall was just a big grid work of windows that let in the bright sunshine of the manicured french guardian beyond the glass. There was a wood and wrought iron winding staircase to the second floor loft and more bookshelves. Hanged from the ceiling was a gas lamp chandelier that matched the gas lamp wall sconces. There was a nice fireplace and a nice bathroom. The floor was covered in a big red and gold area rug that matched the reddish brown leather couch and chairs and red wood tables. There was a big writing desk in the corner with a big leather chair. Harry looked out the big wall of windows.
"I see you went with summer and french gardens." Harry said.
"I didn't do anything. This was all in my head." She said running her finger along the spines of the books on the shelves.
"This is your heart's desire mistress. This is what you find comforting. You are sophisticated, refined, mature. You are the very definition of high class, Mistress." Cleopatra said.
"Thank you for the vote of confidence Cleo, I'll keep that in mind. That being said, I do love every bit of this." Hermione said with a soft smile.
"I like it too. Hey boy we can play fetch and you don't have to do it in the cold." Harry said.
"Harry!?" They both turned and looked up. As they heard Neville's voice coming out of the either.
"Shit we have to get up. We'll be back later." Harry said.
"I eagerly await your return." Cleo said and Shadow barked out a goodbye and ran out of the room and into Harry's mind as the world faded and they both blinked they were sitting in the study and Neville was standing next to them.
"Sorry Neville we were working on our mind arts and got lost. What's up?" Harry asked as they got up and followed Neville out of the study.
"Dan and Dora ran into a bit of a problem and they wanted your input." Neville said leading them to the library at a jog. When they got there they saw everyone crowded around the table looking at a phone.
"What's up guys?" Harry asked.
"Harry?" Dan asked over the speaker phone.
"Yeah. What's going on?" Harry asked.
"We got the Creevey's out. We packed up their house and we took them to the bank to get wards put up around their house. We left them there and headed to Dean Thomas's house. We knocked on the door and we ran right into the Twins. We're sitting across from them right now. They surrendered their wands and we have them at gunpoint." Dan said in a voice that was way too calm for what he was saying. Harry had to admire the man's confidence.
"Right, what do they want?" Harry asked.
"They say they want answers…" Dan said but he was cut off by one of the twins.
"Harry what the fuck is going on? You went missing. We looked all over for you, then a week later we get called to an emergency meeting where we learn that slime ball Snape and a bunch of death eater spawn were killed in an attempt to get to Neville in the bank. On top of that Dumbledore is almost killed and no one can tell us how that happened. There is fishy shit going with the Order. Half the people know thing and the other half are in the dark. Something's not right." Twin one said in a shockingly coherent sentence without a hint of fun.
"That was surprisingly coherent. You boys have grown up a bit over the last year." Harry said.
"Harry, why are you getting all your friends out of the UK but not little Ronnykins or Gin Gin?" Twin two asked ignoring Harry's unintentionally verbal jab.
"And why is our mother not shocked by this fact. Again, it's like we're being treated like mushrooms." The first twin said.
"Yeah! We're kept in the dark and feed bullshit! We're tired of it!" Twin two said.
"Dan, how secure do you feel staying there for now?" Harry asked.
"We're fine for now. I'm inclined to believe them. They look really freaked out." Dan said in a colm voice that had to be freaking the twins out more.
"Right, tell them what the old man did to me and watch their faces. When you're done ask them to swear an oath that they didn't know. Dora take the phone off speaker.
"It's off Harry." Dora said in a less calm voice.
"Do you want back up? Were can get a group together and be there in less than a minute." Harry said pulling his gun and checking it.
"No, I think we're okay. Like Dan said I believe them, I don't think they know and I think they're going to be pised when they find out." Dora said.
"Okay, get Dean and his mum packed and ready to roll out. There's a Dragon's game tonight. We'll send you a portkey to the Stadium parking lot. Get the group all together and bring them over with that. If the twins check out ask them if they'll be missed for the rest of the night. If they're free then bring them too. The game will be a good place to talk." Harry said looking at his watch, it was half past three in New York, that made it half past eight in the UK.
"We'll do that. I kind of wanted to get Hannah and her mum out today. Oliver is going to meet us at the bank." Dora said.
"Have the twins take the Thomas's to the bank and you two finish your trip. You have three hours until the game starts and the Abbot house is under wards already. Just get there and pack them up. Send a portkey target with the twins and pop over to the bank that way." Harry said.
"Good thinking." Dora said.
"Aside from the twins how's it going?" Harry asked.
"We talked to the goblins. They say no one has seen the old man since he's been shot. No one has any idea what's going on. The Dark lord still hasn't shown his face. The paper is printing romance gossip and things like that. No one knows anything. The sheep are happy eating grass." Dora said with a hint of disdain.
"Good. let them eat grass for a few more days." Harry said.
"Getting the twins on our side would be a big deal, they're smarter than they look." Dora said.
"I know, I always liked those two. I just wrote the family off. Maybe I was wrong. How's it going?" Harry asked.
"Well they both look like they got punched in the gut." Dora said.
"Good. Watch yourselves. If the heat catches up to you, use the portkey to France and get out." Harry said.
"I'll call later." Dora said hanging up.
"Okay, everyone go back to what you were doing. We have a Dragon's game later and it looks like it's going to be an interesting night." Harry said.
"I'll work on the paired portkeys. Can you open your vault, I saw some gold bars. I'm going to need some of that. The enchantment requires gold. I'm also going to need some steel." Hermione said.
"Okay." Harry said. Ten minutes later Hermione was working at her desk in the library with a silencing charm up and everyone was giving her a wide berth. Harry's phone rang, it was Dora.
"We got two more allies. They are going to drop Dean and his mum off at the bank and get Angelina, Alicia, and Katie and bring them over. That box is going to be packed." Dora said.
"We'll figure it out. Good work." Harry said.
"Yeah we're off to the Abbot's now. Dan hates apparition by the way, it's kind of funny." Dora said with a smirk.
"Dan's right, appereation sucks." Harry said making her laugh.
"See you in a couple hours little bro." She said hanging up.
By the time six o'clock rolled around Hermione had a hundred sets of portkeys that looked exactly like the portkey cards they bought. Harry took a half dozen off the top of the pile and lead most of the group out of the apartment. The only one's not going were Amelia who wanted to get back on UK time, and Odd who found the TV room and the box of nature Blu Rays Harry bought. They all portkeyed to New Jersey, and Harry made a box out of a stick he found on the side of the road, he put the six portkey cards in the little box, set the portkey on the box and tapped it with his wand to send it to Dora. He drove the Beast to the stadium. He shrank the big truck and dropped the six portkey target cards on the ground in the parking spot and the group from the UK popped over. The Twins rushed up to Harry and hugged him.
"We didn't know." One said.
"We swear." The other added.
"I can't believe our Mum sold you out like that. And she forced our sister to…" Twin one couldn't say it. They both looked pale and shaken. Angelina and Alicia hugged the twins.
"They told us. We don't know what to say." Angelina said.
"Say nothing. It's fine. We're going to see a Dragon's game. No time for sadness now. When the Dragon's lose in three hours then we can be sad. Let's go." Harry said patting them on the back as he lead the group to the VIP entrance.
"Hey Harry, it's good to see you again." Oliver Wood said from Dora's side. The two were holding hands and it didn't look like they were going to let go any time soon.
"Hey Olly! Plan on staying for a while?" Harry asked with a grin looking at his bag.
"I am, so this is America? I like it." He said looking around the huge sports arena as Harry lead them up to the box which for the first time, was packed to the gills.
With both the new group and most of the old group there were like 30 people in the box. Becky came in, took one look at all the people, opened a side panel by the door and turned a dial. The room grew twice as big and the rows of seats at the front of the box extended to add a dozen more seats. The bar got bigger, and Becky grabbed six more bar stools out of a cabinet along with a second couch and table. Harry walked up to her and hugged her.
"You're a lifesaver. A dozen people got dumped in our lap right before the game. As you can see we're going to need double what we got last time drinks and all and just bring two dozen jerseys. No balls this time." Harry said.
"Coming right up." Becky said seeing how stressed Harry was at that moment. She walked out and came back five minutes later with an arm full of jerseys. Harry handed half the stack to Hermione and they started handing them out and shrinking them to fit each person.
"Okay, I need everyone's attention. The Rules of the Box are as follows. One, you wear your dragon's jersey! Two, you root for the Dragons no matter how bad the team is doing."
"SO Hufflepuff rules!" Oliver called out before getting booed by a third of the box.
"I would say no, but the last rule is we eat all the junk food until we feel sick. SO Hufflepuff Rules!" Harry said as Becky lead the procession of food carts into the box full of food.
"That's Right Potter Hufflepuff does Rule!" Susan called out.
"Pipe down Bones. There will be no house fighting in the box. Them's the rules. And it's not Potter any more remember. Now dig in!" Harry said laughing as a line formed at the bar. Emma and Andy stood behind the bar and started helping by serving drinks. Harry thanked them both with a look.
Harry sat between Oliver and the twins on the couch as Dan turned on the tv which was playing the last Dragons game against the San Francisco Unicorns from two days ago. almost instantly the boys shut up and started watching the game.
"Now this is quidditch! Just Chasers against the keeper. No stupid snitch." oliver said.
"But also no beaters." Fred said.
"Yeah there's no violence." George said.
"No, but they play full contact. Look." Harry said as the replay showed a dragon's player get plowed into by a Unicorn player almost unseating both of them.
"I take it back. This is extremely violent." George said with a grin.
"It gets worse, the Chicago Shadow Cats have an all female front line full of girls that play very dirty and get away with it because they move fast. If the refs can't see it on the field they can't call the foul. They can't go off the replay." Dora said.
"That's insidious, I like it. I need to get back into shape and try out for one of these teams. I guess I should figure out where I'm sleeping tonight first." Oliver said glancing at Dora.
"Well you'll have the same options everyone has. It depends on your situation and where you want to live. For now we have magical tents that's we're going to set up in our game room for the next few days until everyone can get a chance to catch their breath. You're my captain Olly, I'm not going to bring you over and toss you out on to the streets. Tomorrow we'll take you guys around the circuit of doctor, wand maker, tailor, department store, and finally tattoo shop to get a memory shield tattoo put on." Harry said.
"Memory shield?" Fred asked.
"Yes, we all have one and I'm going to have to ask you guys to get one if you want to have any part in this. Until you get one we can't talk in front of you guys. The old man is a master of the mind arts. He routinely reads people's minds. One look into your eyes and our base of operations would be compromised. But with one small tattoo they can question you under truth potion and not get anything out of your heads." Harry said rolling up his sleeve to show off his Shadow tattoo.
"That's crazy. We didn't know." George said.
"It seems like we didn't know anything at all." Fred amended. The two brothers looked at each other for a few seconds without speaking. They turned back to Harry.
"We want to help." George said.
"We don't want anything to happen to our family." Fred said.
"We think most of them are clueless." George said.
"Mum's in charge of everything and we're sure she didn't tell dad about any of this." Fred said.
"Charlie and Bill have been out of the country for years." George said.
"And they never come back unless they have to." Fred said.
"And they leave as fast as they can without talking to Mum." George said.
"They avoid the Headmaster like the plague." Fred amended.
"Then there's Percy." George said.
"Left the family, and changed his name to Weathersby." Fred said.
"We always thought it was because mum is super controlling." George said.
"And nosey." Fred added.
"But now we think something more is going on with all of them." George said.
"Not to mention dad." Fred said.
"He wrote them all off as if it was no big deal that they distanced themselves." George explained.
"We want to get to the bottom of it." Fred said.
"We also want to help you take out Dumbledore." George said.
"We can provide you with information from the Order." Fred said.
"And fight by your side when the time comes." George said.
"Boys, I'm ashamed to say it, but when I heard about the betrayal by your brother, sister, and mother I wrote you all off. You two have always been there acting as the bad influence big brothers I always wanted. I'll make you a deal, act as my spies for the war and I'll make you ICW agents." Harry said and again the twins looked at each other and had a conversation with looks, shrugs and head shakes.
"We appreciate the offer Harry but we want to do what we're doing." Fred said.
"Running a joke shop is our life's work." George said.
"It's all we ever wanted to do." Fred said.
"And you can keep doing it. I'm not making you permanent members. I'm giving you a license to kill. A get out of jail free card. This is just so nothing bad happens to you during the war." Harry said.
"Oh?" They both said nodding.
"If you want to stay on after the war and work in our R&D department that's up to you. I can tell you this now. I'm willing to fund your joke franchise if I can have you two working in a lab with Hermione as her problem solvers. You can work freelance as idea guys or you can work full time in the lab and use your lab to make new joke products. I like how your minds works. You're potion injected sweets, dung bombs, and dark powder could have a lot of military and tactical uses. The pay would be very good, and you can open as many shops as you want all around the world. I would like it if you didn't sell the potentially harmful thing you make for us to the public but aside from that it's up to you." Harry said trying to hide his smirk.
"We'll talk it over. For now we'll take the tattoos and badges." Fred said.
"The girls need tattoos too. We tell them everything. We want them protected." George said.
"Done and done. Now I have to go mingle with the new guests, see you boys in a bit." Harry said patting the twins on the back as he stood up.
"Getting the twins to work for me?" Hermione asked meeting him as he walked around the couch.
"I'm trying. Those two can be scary when they put their minds to it. I want that on our side." Harry said.
"It's a good plan. We have to talk to our guests. I think we should start with Dean and his mum Maggie. She's in her forties, she's a widow. I remember Dean saying his dad died in a car crash before he got his letter. Maggie is an ER trauma surgeon. If she's magical at all we need to get her working for us." Hermione said.
"We'll test all of them. I have a feeling we're going to get magical results from everyone. If one in five Americans are squibs then I'm betting it higher in the UK." Harry said as they walked up to Dean and His mum who were standing off to the side talking to Emma. Hermione smiled at her Mum.
"Hello Dr. Thomas, it's nice to meet you. I wish it was under better circumstances. I'm sorry about the abrupt uprooting of your life and I promise we will do everything we can to get you set up in a good hospital of your choosing." Harry said shaking her hand as lightly as he could. Her hands were so soft and delicate. She was a small woman which was kind of funny seeing as Dean was over six foot tall. In fact she was very much the opposite of Dean. He was darker, she was lighter. He had dark eyes, she had light greenish brown eyes. Dean had a high top fade, she had long braids pulled back into a ponytail.
"I can't believe we had to pack up our house and run away from wizard Nazis." Maggie Thomas said looking slightly dazed. Dean put his arm around his smaller mother and held her to his side.
"I think she's in a bit of shock. It happened so fast. Two weeks ago some people from the Order came by asking for you. A week later we got word that the Headmaster was shot and Death Eaters attacked the bank. Then today we hear it was you that attacked the death eaters and Dumbledore because he's a dark lord too. It's a bit much." Dean said.
"Well don't worry about anything for the next few days. We have a magical two bedroom tent waiting for you two back at the house. We'll get you a new wand tomorrow. We'll also get you guys some things you'll need as well as some spending money until you can get your bank account transferred over. We have time on our side right now. We need to take it and figure out what happens next." Harry said confidently as he patted both of them on the shoulder.
"Thanks mate. You're a lifesaver." Dean said.
"Eat, drink, and relax. Also, before we forget we wanted to test a theory. You see the UK wizarding world, on top of being a mess, was also more xenophobic then you can imagine. Apparently they didn't test babies when they were born for a magical core. They also withheld letters to mages on the lower end of the power scale. We want to test everyone we bring over. So far we found out Hermione's dad is a squib and her mum is a witch. Would you mind if we tested you Dr. Thomas?" Harry asked.
"What kind of test?" The bewildered woman asked.
"It's a simple spell. Hermione will demonstrate it on me and Dean first." Harry said pulling his shirt down a bit and unzipping the top of his vest for her.
Hermione hit him with a gold spell and 309 floated over his head. She turned her wand on Dean and he held out his arms to give her a clear shot. She hit him with the spell and it read 135. Hermione turned her wand on Maggie and she stood up tall and held out her arms. Hermione hit her with the spell and the number 32 came up.
"What's that mean?" Dean asked.
"It means she's a squib. She can take magical medicines, she can use magical items like brooms, and she can practice non wanded magics like potions and unpowered rune based enchantments. Emma can fill you in. The upside is a longer lifespan and a better immune system, including a resistance to cancer." Harry said with a smile.
"Immunity to cancer?" Maggie asked looking shocked.
"I'm not sure how it works but tomorrow we are going to visit a magical doctor, he might be able to explain it better. For now, eat, drink, and enjoy the game." Harry said patting them on the back as he moved on to Katie and her mum who were sitting by the bar with Angelina and Alicia.
"Katie's mum is Nancy Bell, divorced. Katie doesn't talk to her dad. I think Nancy is a mid level office drown for a finance company." Hermione said as they approached the four women.
"If it isn't my three favorite chasers." Harry said approaching them. The girls all turned around and hugged him and Hermione.
"You did good for yourself Harry." Angelina said.
"I'll say, the seeker got himself the smartest girl in school, and enough loot to afford all this." Alicia said.
"I had to do something. I can't let the old man run my life and you know the adults weren't going to fight the war. I had to get away and set up a plan. I'm glad you guys are okay." Harry said hugging Katie.
"We're going to be fine as soon as we go back and get our folks out. My family was almost wiped out in the last war." Alicia said.
"And so was mine, there's a price to pay for being on the light side in a war. We have some money, we can close up shop and move to the states for a year or two. Maybe longer if we like it." Angelina said.
"Whatever you guys need, you got it. The twins have signed up to act as spies for me. They are going to be ICW agents for the duration of the war." Harry said.
"Did they now?" Alicia said as the two girls walked over to the couch. Harry grinned at Katie and her mum who, like like Dean's mum was looking a bit shell shocked.
"How are you two holding up?" Harry asked the two brunettes that looked almost the same age in spit of a twenty year age gap.
"We're hanging in there." Katie said with a sad smile that was shared by Nancy.
"I understand. Cutting bait and running from everything you know is hard. But I want you to know you have our full support. Nancy, I understand you work in finance?" Harry asked.
"I do, I work for Barclays as an account manager. I'm a paper pusher but it pays the bills." She said.
"I know you just got here and you're still in a state of shock, but the security company we're building is going to have an accounting department and we're going to need staff. I want you to know there is a job waiting for you as soon as you feel up to it. In fact why don't I introduce you to Ted and you can talk to him about it. Ted!" Harry called out and Ted and Andy came over.
"You called boss?" Ted asked sardonically.
"I did maths nerd. This is Nancy Bell, she was an account manager for Barclays. I think she might be a good fit for your department." Harry said looking at Ted as he talked. Ted saw the look and smiled.
"I'm sure she will be, we'll talk about the job, but for now I think we should get to know her first." Ted said with a friendly grin.
"Before you guys get too deep in the bottomless beer bucket we need to test her magic level." Harry said.
"Magic level?" Katie asked looking at her mum.
"It would seem the UK has not checked the magic level of babies born on the island. As you'll see, here in America one in five people are squibs, so far it's looking like the number is higher in the UK. The school also withheld letters for muggleborns that were under 100 on the mage scale. Mia's mum is a witch and her dad is a squib. We just tested Dean's mum, she's a squib. We want to test your mum to see if the pattern holds true." Harry said.
"How do you test?" Nancy asked sounding excited. She didn't know most of what they were talking about but she understood what a squib and a witch was.
"It's a simple spell mum. Go ahead." Katie said.
"If you'll hold still for a moment." Hermione said pulling out her wand and pointing it at Nancy. She cast the spell and the number came back 47.
"High level squib." Hermione said as Katie hugged her mum.
"Well it looks like we have more than a job to talk about." Andy said.
"I'll leave you guys to it." Harry said leading Hermione away to the seats at the front of the box where the three Creevey men were sitting with Luna and Dan.
"Colin and Dennis's Dad's name is Nigel. He served in the military, Colin told me once that his Mum died in childbirth with Dennis and it haunts both his brother and his father. He also suffers from a few combat injuries and a bit of Post traumatic stress from the war." Hermione said as they walked over. They saw Colin holding hands with Luna. Dennis was watching the two teams warm up. Nigel was talking to Dan. It looked like they were talking about their war stories.
"Colin, I hear you have eyes for my little sister." Harry said in an all too friendly tone. Colin for his part looked slightly panicked. Luna looked like she wanted to kill him.
"Um, yes Harry." Colin said in a wavering tone. At this point the conversation drew the attention of his brother and the two men sitting close by.
"Well good. I'd much rather have you with our Moon Child then someone we don't know. You're an honorable man Colin. I trust you fully." Harry said patting the younger man on the shoulder. The brothers Creevey had done a little growing since the school year let out Colin was almost as tall as Harry with long blonde hair and a developing square jaw. With a bit of meat on his bones he'd look like a young thor. Dennis was getting up there too. He was turning into a clone of his brother.
"Harry, why are you bothering us?" Luna asked in a tone that was just a little too nice. It promised pain if he didn't go away.
"I'm checking up on my little sister and her date. Big brother duties and all. Have fun you two. Carry on." Harry said with a loving smile that Luna returned when she saw he wasn't there to mess with them.
"Hey Harry, this is so cool." Dennis said looking a bit starry eyed at Harry.
"I'm glad you're having a good time Dennis. You better grab a few slices of pizza while it's hot. It goes fast." Harry said patting the boy on the shoulder as they made their way to the grown ups. Dan smiled at them when they dropped into the seats next to Nigel.
"It's nice to meet you Mr. Creevey. Your Boys are two of the best men I know. Stand up and honorable." Harry said shaking the man's hand.
"I raised my boys right. Thought them discipline and hard work. But those two taught me how to be a normal guy again. I was so tightly wound when I got out of the service. Agness gave me two good sons to raise, and learning how made me human again." Nigel said looking at his boys.
"You were in the service?" Harry asked.
"I was a light infantry fighter. I bounced around a few regerments. I saw action in Kosovo, and Yugoslavia, both deployments were a case study in mismanagement clusterfuckery. I got out briefly after that and met Agnes, we got married, she had Colin, then 9/11 happened and I got called back in. Agnes was pregnant at the time and we had a little one to look after. But duty calls and all that piss and vinegar patriotic bullshit. I spent three months in the sandbox before I took a sniper round to the helmet. It was a glancing blow but it knocked me the fuck out. I woke up in a field hospital with a bad concussion and partial vision loss in my left eye. I made it home just in time to watch my wife die on an operating table from an emergency C-section." Nigel said in a dark comical tone of voice.
"Fuck me, when it rains it pours." Dan said.
"I'll say. Here I was with two babies, partially blind and unemployed. If it wasn't for my neighbor Beth I would have been fucked. She was a stay at home mum. She helped me so much that first year her husband thought we had a thing going on." Nigel said laughing at the memory.
"How did you end up as a milkman?" Harry asked.
"It was the only job I was qualified to do. I'm not what you would call smart. I barely made it through school. As soon as I was old enough, I joined the service. When I got out the only skills I had were killing people and marching ten miles with a pack on my back. With my partial blindness I couldn't be a cop or security guard. I had my service disability pay so we weren't hurting for cash. But I got bored. I saw a flyer for a job posting for a milkman. The next thing I know I'm making the round of our small town dropping of the fresh dairy every morning." Nigel said with a smile.
"Well, if you let us check something we may be able to help your eyesight." Harry said.
"Really? I thought magic didn't work on normal folks." Nigel said looking confused.
"That's the thing Nigel, you might be magical. The UK magical government made it a habit not to check kids for a core when they're born so countless scores of normal folks might be squibs. That means you have magic, but not enough to cast spells. On top of that the school didn't send out muggleborn acceptance letters to mages on the weak end of the scale. With one harmless spell we can tell if you have magic. Ask Dan, he thought he was a normal bloke, turns out he's a squib and doc Carter fixed his injured leg in a matter of minutes." Harry said.
"It's true Nigel. The kids tested me and one office visit later I could walk and run like a man half my age." Dan said with a nod.
"Bloody Hell. Test away." Nigel said. Hermione hit him with the spells and the number said 94.
"Nigel, I'm happy to report that you have a core, and with a wand and some training you're going to make a very good wizard." Hermione said with a smile.
"I'm a wizard!?" Nigel yelled.
"Yes you are, we'll get you a wand tomorrow and basic magical lessons will start tomorrow afternoon." Hermione said.
"You're a Wizard dad!?" Colin asked hugging his dad.
"I am son. I'm so happy." Nigel said. Harry looked around the room a all the smiles.
The mood in the box improved drastically after that. Things got better when the Dragons scrapped out a win over the Dallas Outlaws 97 to 94. Harry handed Becky his customary large tip and lead the jubilant group out of the box. The group took four portkeys back to the Potter building. There was some scrambling to set up magical tents and get everyone settled in for bed.
Harry and Hermione spent a few mental hours studying. Harry practically devoured Hermione's four books on French, German, Italian, and conversational spanish. Hermione spent time in his cabin pouring through advanced enchantment books. By the time they drifted off to bed Harry was holding a conversation with Cleo in French and Hermione was working on the blueprints for something. Harry wasn't sure what she was talking about when she said stealth flying ships but he was happy his mad scientist girlfriend was happy.
The next morning Harry got up at six and roused the twins and their girls out of bed. He cast cleaning spells at them and hustled them all down to the basement and into his Camaro. He drove through McDonald's for breakfast sandwiches and coffee and drove them right to Rick's tattoo shop. Rick was there along with Harrison and two other tattoo artist. They all looked hungover and dead tired.
"I'm sorry for the short notice again. I swear I'm going to make normal appointments for the rest of my group. I also brought extra sandwiches and coffee and I'm paying you double for doing this for me. It's not right to force you guys to make art this early in the morning." Harry said shaking everyone's hand.
"It's okay Harry, you brought us a lot of business in the last few days and we like working on your group. Now who's first?" Rick asked taking a coffee and chugging a third of the cup.
"I'll go first." Fred said.
"Good, you come with me, the rest of you look at books and figure out what you want to get." Rick said leading Fred into the back room.
It took a little over two hours for them to be finished. The twins got matching red haired weasel tattoos on their shoulders while Alicia got a small clean sweep broom on her shoulder blade and Angelina got a blue butterfly on her lower back. As the girls were finishing up Harry walked the twins thought the ICW agent forms and by the time the girls were done the twins were agents. Harry paid twice as much and made Rick take the cash, he also tipped each tattoo artist a couple hundred bucks.
They drove to Davids shop and all four of them were fit with new untraceable wands and hidden wand holders. From there they portkeyed back to the Potter building and they were met by Dora who handed Harry his glamour watch and a portkey to London. Harry escorted the group back using the portkey to the Muggle branch of Gringotts.
"Well this is where we part ways. Twins, these are portkeys to New Jersey, and these portkeys are to the Potter building. If you run into trouble, use the Jersey portkey to get off the island. Once you pop over to the stadium run around the parking lot to the other side before you pop over to the house. If your not being chased just use the portkey to the house. It will land you in a locked room off the lobby. Once the door men see it's you they'll let you out. It's to stop someone from taking your portkey. Girls, this is the same set up." Harry said handing over two gold cards to each of them.
"We talked about it, we're going to get our families over to America in the next few days." Alicia said.
"Good, we can put them up until they can get a place. And we can help them with that too. These are Cell phones. My number as well as everyone else's number is programmed in there. I also slipped a portkey target card into the phone case. If you're ever in trouble, call me and we'll pop over to help." Harry said handing out phones to each of them.
"Lastly I have these vests. Put them on now under your clothes. These should be worn as a base layer. When they are zipped up they vanish from sight. When you get up in the morning this should be the first thing you put on. When you guys come back to the house in a few days I hope to have guns for you guys. Aside from that, that's all I have for you. Good luck guys. Don't hesitate to call for anything day or night. Girls when you get your family's ready to go call and we'll help get them over. Portkeys work better when less than four people use them at once." Harry said hugging them all before they walked out of the bank. Harry pulled out his portkey to Frank's shop in Paris and popped over. He landed in the bar and the bartender took one look at him and waved him into the back. Harry walked into the work room and saw Frank.
"Frank! It's so good to see you my friend." Harry said in what he felt was perfect french with a big smile.
"Your accent is shit. Please Harry, my ears can not take you murdering my language." Frank said with a smirk.
"Fuck you, how that for french?" Harry said trying not to laugh.
"Perfect!" Frank said making them both laugh as they hugged.
"I brought the guns I want you to enchant. I have 20 of these Sig p226 X-Fives and 40 spare magazines. That's five more then we talked about but I can cover the difference when I pick them up." Harry said pulling the 20 gun cases out of his bag and setting them on the work table along with a bag of magazines.
"Good. I'll have them ready for you in three days." Frank said.
"Perfect. I also need a few more Sig P226 tacops and mags if you have them, as well as a few more MP5ks. I have the cash for six each and twice as many mags." Harry said dropping seven bricks of cash on the table.
"You're in luck. I have six of each, but not much more than that." Frank said as his guys gathered the guns and magazines into a duffle bag and handed it to Harry.
"Frank, Have you ever thought about going straight?" Harry asked shoved the duffel bag into his messenger bag.
"What do you mean?" Frank asked.
"Come work for me. I'm working for the ICW and I'm starting my own private security company. I can use a full time enchanter of your skill. We're going to start hiring troops in a couple of months but we're going to start stockpiling guns pretty soon so we'll have the weapons on hand when we start training our troops in the new year. I have people that can enchant but hiring you guys to work for me full time would be better. I'm going to need guys to take care of the enchanted equipment." Harry said.
"What is the pay like?" Frank asked shocking two of the men at the work tables.
"You would be the quartermaster of our armory and supply depot. Starting salary will be $500,000 a year. You would also have an apartment in a magical building in New York, a company enchanted car, and free magical medical. All of your guys would come in as your team making $150,000 a year. No car or apartment, but they would have the option of living on the military base I'm going to build. We're looking to build a small town around the base with something like 250 one family homes with free rent, and dirt cheap utilities and property taxes. Portkeys to and from New York every day for work. You guy have families? It would be nice not to have to work out of a back room. How much a year do you pay the local Aurors to stay off your back?" Harry asked.
"It sounds nice. But I have my bar." Frank said.
"Keep it, hire staff and someone to look after the place and use it as a side income. A legit bar in the magical district has to pull in good business." Harry said.
"What about all the stock I have?" Frank asked waving at the crates of stolen and illegal things in the room.
"I'll buy it out if you come work for me. We can use most of it for the company. How many enchanters and potions brewers do you have?" Harry asked.
"I have six enchanters but I can get a few more. I have three potions makers that are top of the line." Frank said scratching his chin.
"I don't need an answer now so think about it. But in a few weeks I'm going to need a full time team of enchanters and I'll need to know if I have your guys or I need to hire a new team." Harry said shaking Frank's hand one more time before walking out of the bar. He left a very thoughtful Frank Martin in his wake.
Harry walked a few blocks to make sure no one was following him before he portkeyed to the Potter building and right into a procession of friends and family members heading for the Beast which was waiting by the front door with Dan in the driver's seat.
"You're just in time Harry. I was just about to call you. Expand your Camaro." Hermione said standing with the Creevey boys and Luna.
"Yes dear." Harry said as he looked at his watch. It was half past nine and even with all the things he accomplished so far this morning, his day was just getting started.
Harry expanded his Camaro and let them all get in. He pulled a can of monster from his bag, chilled it with a wave of his hand, and chugged half the can. He light a mini cigar and Dan beeped behind him in the Beast letting him know the rest of the group was buckled in and ready to roll. Harry slammed the other half of the can and vanished it with a wave of his hand as he rolled out of the front driveway leading the way of another day of adventure.