Harley Lupin is a curse-breaker working for Gringotts bank in Egypt. After many years, a boy- or should I say- man, she went to school with get's transferred from the base in England to Egypt. The two catch up after many years, and what will happen...
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Arriving home from Hogsmeade, Harley entered the flat to hear music blasting and bouncing off of the walls. Puzzled, Harley placed her keys on the door-side table and eerily stepped through the hall and entered the living room. There he stood, confusion on his face as he stared at the photo frames on the shelf.
"What are you doing here?" Harley Questioned, her hand slowly moving to her back pocket where her wand resided.
The man jumped and spun on his heals, "I- you weren't at home! I asked a woman and she said you lived here. Why did you move? And without telling me?"
"Because it is none of your business, Orlando, if that is even your name!" Harley spat, "I don't have an older brother. I asked my family. I don't have one!"
Orlando chuckled, "Harls, nobody knew about me that's why! Gosh, can you calm down! It's me. Do you not remember the fun we had only a few months ago?" He shook his head and turned off Bill's Weird Sister album.
"First of all, you don't get to call me Harls. Second of all, you can't just welcome yourself in, again. And third of all, there is no way you're my brother."
Orlando stepped closer to Harley her instinctively took a step back, "we had this conversation when we first met. I am your brother. I promise you that."
"Are you prepared to swear on it? With an unbreakable vow?" Harley flicked her eyebrow up and down, her hand remaining on her wand.
"I can't do that."
"Why?"
Orlando ran a hand through his long hair, "because I don't know how to do one."
"Me neither," Harley sighed in defeat, "I was hoping you did."
"I can pinky promise?" The man suggested holding out his left pinky finger. Harley's tarde down at it not responding. "I have washed my hands! Oh please tell me you know what a pinky promise is!"
"Of course I do! I'm not stupid." Harley latched her pinky finger around his quickly and tightened it, releasing it seconds later. At the same time she and Orlando wiped their hands on the jeans.
"See, we even do the same things!" Orlando exclaimed.
"No we don't!" Harley cried.
Orlando rolled his eyes and swiped his thumb at his nose which itched, which at the same time without even looking his way, Harley did so too. "See!"
Harley sighed, "fine, maybe we do! Sorry, I doubted you. Uncle Lyall just gave legible reasoning for why you couldn't be my brother."
Orlando shrugged, "it's okay. We're still at the getting to know each other stage. Soon we'll hopefully be two peas in a pod!"
"'Mhmm, hopefully." Harley nodded and sat herself down on the sofa, swiping her wand from her back pocket just before she did so.
"You know," Said Orlando, sifting beside her, "you really shouldn't keep your wand in your back pocket. There's more of a risk of breaking it that way."
