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Show yourself," the auror on the left called out. "We know that you're here."
Warily, Harry did as requested. But, even though he stepped out of the shadows, he remained behind the counter, his wand hidden in his hand below their eyesight.
"Are you the only one here?" the auror asked.
"Yes," Harry replied.
"Who are you?" the auror asked.
"Who are you?" Harry countered.
This time it was the one on the right who replied. "We already told you. Ministry aurors."
Harry shrugged. "Anyone can say that they're an auror."
"And the uniform doesn't give it away?" the second auror asked dryly.
"Auror Michael Stevenson," the first auror identified himself. "My partner is Auror Peter Jenkins."
"Harry Potter," Harry replied.
He sighed, then, seeing their starts of recognition.
"The-Man-Who-Conquered?" Auror Stevenson asked.
"Yes. Or The-Boy-Who-Lived or The Chosen One or whatever other stupid name I've been given since I left England," Harry groused.
"Not a fan of your titles, I take it?" Auror Stevenson chuckled.
Harry only dignified that with a dark look.
"I take it you're the one responsible for the magic that we detected coming from this building this evening?" Auror Jenkins asked.
"Yeah," Harry replied.
"Right, well, it was only low-level spells, but we'll still have a report to write up when we get back," Auror Stevenson said. "Can we ask why you were casting spells here?'
"I own the place," Harry replied.
"You own it? We don't have a record of that," Auror Jenkins remarked.
"Well," Harry replied, rubbing the back of his neck. "When I say, I own it, I mean that I will own it. I've got a contract on it and it'll settle in about a month."
"Close enough, I should think," Auror Stevenson said. "We'll lodge the building as being in the ownership of a wizard."
"Thanks," Harry replied. "You guys were pretty quick getting here."
"That'd be because there are so few magicals living in New York," Auror Jenkins replied and then elaborated at Harry's puzzled look.
"There are simple far too many nomajes living in the city for most magicals to feel comfortable with.
Tend to settle in smaller places - Salem, outside Chicago, Seattle, they're probably the biggest areas. But here in New York? No, not so much.
Once, when the city wasn't so busy it was a bit different, but things have changed in the last couple of decades. Too easy for a mistake to be made and for the nomag-es to find out about us.
Thus, we keep a pretty close eye on the city."
Harry nodded absently, filing away the American term for muggles for future reference. "That makes sense, I guess."
"Now that we know you're here, we'll know to ignore this place. And we've got your magical signature on file, so we'll know if you're not the one doing the magic here or if you're performing magic somewhere you shouldn't, " Auror Jenkins said.
"Just keep it away from the nomajes," Auror Stevenson said. "We'd hate to have to arrest you for breaking the Statute of Secrecy."
"Not a problem," Harry assured them. "I have no intention of casting spells anywhere where muggles can see me."
"In that case, we'll leave you to it, then," Auror Jenkins said. "Nice meeting you, Mister Potter."
"Thanks, you too," Harry replied.
Once they were gone, he made sure to check the lock before heading upstairs to continue his explorations.
"Mum, I'm home!" Hermione called as she walked through the door to her parent's home.
"In here, Hermione!"
Following the sound of her mother's voice brought Hermione to the door of the kitchen. One look was all Hermione needed to find her mother sitting in the small breakfast nook enjoying the mid-morning sunlight. A cup, most likely of tea, and the daily newspaper lay on the table in front of her.
Hermione bounded across the room, a great smile on her face and, once she was close enough, she launched herself at her mother, wrapping the woman who looked like an older version of herself in a great hug.
"Not that I'm not pleased to see you, Hermione, but why do I suspect that this greeting is more because of the letter that you know is here for you rather than the fact that you're happy to see me?" Jane Granger asked mock-seriously.
"Mother! You know that's not true. I love getting to spend time with both my parents," Hermione protested.
"Hm-mmm," her mother hummed, clearly not believing her daughter.
She sat a little straighter, then and folded the newspaper before her.
"In that case, take a seat and I'll make you some tea so that we can catch up," Jane said, indicating said seat across from her as she stood.
Knowing that she didn't have much choice, Hermione complied, albeit with a sigh.
"Cream and one sugar?" her mother asked as she clicked away into the kitchen.
"Yes, Mum," Hermione replied.
Soon her mother came bustling back, sliding a cup of tea in front of her daughter, a plate of biscuits placed on the table between them.
"So, how's work?" Jane asked.
"Oh, you know, about the same as always," Hermione replied with a careless wave.
"I refuse to believe that, Hermione Jane," her mother countered. "You work in a magical law office, in the department that specialises in magical creatures. There has to be something interesting happening there."
"Well, I suppose so," Hermione allowed.
"We-ll?" her mother asked expectantly.
After taking a sip of tea, she placed her cup carefully down and resigned herself to a lengthy wait until she could get her hands on the reason that she'd come in the first place.
"At the moment, we're working repealing some of the laws that were put in place during the war against centaurs," Hermione began.
"Wait! I thought that you were doing that for the werewolves," Jane interrupted.
"We were," Hermione nodded, "and we had some success, but it's stalled at the moment, stuck in some committee that the Wizengamot created to look at both sides of the argument. So, while we're waiting for that to resolve itself, we've switched focus to the centaur laws. Hopefully, they'll be easy to have revoked."
"If they'll be easier, then why didn't you start with them?" Jane asked.
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