Ziad Keera, an Egyptian-British half-blood wizard, has just been accepted into Hogwarts School for Wizardry and Witchcraft, where he crosses paths with The Boy who Lived.
If only he knew the kind of shit he was gonna get dragged in...
Cover by: Bean...
Fudge led Harry, Ziad, and Max to some chairs by the fire.
Fudge: Sit down.
Ziad, Harry, and Max were cornered by Fudge, and they didn't have a chance to protest. So they sat down.
Fudge: I am Cornelius Fudge, the Minister of Magic.
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Ziad and Max rolled their eyes.
Ziad: Yeah, we know that. We also know that you're not here just to have a chat, so how about you do us all a favor and get to the point already?
Fudge glared at Ziad as Tom reappeared into the room with a tray of tea and crumpets. He placed the tray between the tray between the four of them and left the room.
Fudge: (looks at Harry as he pours himself some tea) Well, you've had us all in a right flap, running away from your aunt and uncle's house like that! (points at Ziad and Max) And you two have helped him, didn't you, Mr. Keera, Ms. Reilly?
Ziad and Max huffed.
Fudge: I'd started to think...but you three are safe, and that's what matters. Now, you will be pleased to hear that we have dealt with the unfortunate blowing-up of Ms. Majorie Dursley.
Ziad & Max: (in their heads) Unfortunate, my ass.
Fudge: Two members of the Accidental Magic Reversal Department were dispatched to Privet Drive a few hours ago. Ms. Dursley has been punctured and her memories have been modified. She has no recollection of the incident at all. So that's that, no harm done.
Ziad & Max: (in their head) Wait, that's it?
Harry: What about my punishment?
Fudge: Punishment?
Harry: Sir, I broke the law.
Ziad: You know, the Decree of Restriction of Underage Magic.
Fudge: Oh, dear boy, we're not going to punish you for little things like that! And boys will be boys, it happens more than it should, but of course, no trouble. We don't send people to Azkaban for a little mischief!
Harry: But last year, I got an official warning just because a house elf smashed a pudding in my uncle's house! The Ministry of Magic said I'd be expelled from Hogwarts if there was more magic there!
Fudge: Like I said, Harry, things can change in a small amount of time. Though surely you don't want to be expelled?
Harry: Of course I don't!
Fudge: (laughs) Then what's all the fuss about? Now have a crumpet, while I go see if Tom's got a room for you three.
Ziad: Max and I already have our rooms, thank you very much.
