Between Aurors and Dark Wizards

Chapter I -A New Lover-

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Chapter I

–A New Lover–

Friday, 17 June 2005

HJP's POV

Harry glanced as he got a knock on his house's front door. He never had visitors...

"Don't avoid me, Prongslet."

Harry closed his eyes and let himself fall on the couch under him. He was so not in the mood!

James kept knocking on the door harder and harder. Harry pulled his feet up to the couch and hugged his legs. There goes his safe haven...

"I heard you dared to use your mother's safe trust!" The other shouted from the outside.

Mother? Harry bit his bottom lip not to reply. Mother had entrusted that account for Harry to do as he wished!

"Sir, you are bothering the neighbourhood. Am I required to call the Aurors on you?" Harry frowned at the snob voice.

That voice... where had he heard it before?

"Who are you to tell me what to do?" James snapped.

Yes, who was he who had dared to come in Harry's rescue? No one ever came. No one.

"The Wizard who will call Aurors to arrest the Head Auror because he is making a scene like the drunks he arrests daily."

"How dare you...?"

"This is not London, Potter, and you are not on the clock. So, you better take my advice or I will call Auror Moody." Harry looked at the door from his knees as he heard no hex, nor threat. Finally, a single knock was heard. "He left."

Uncertain, Harry stood, approached and opened the door, only to find last month's dress-robe guy. The man entered the home without being invited. As he took out his sunglasses, he noticed the shoes at the entrance and Harry's Muggle clothes and, quietly, took out his own shoes off. His father wouldn't have done it...

"I..." Harry realized he was crying as he closed the door before James did return.

"Was that the real James Potter?" Came the reply of the man as he took out his outer robe and hang it by the hanger, right next to Harry's Auror robes.

"Yes." He softly responded.

The Wizard nodded, entered the house and Harry followed.

"That is..." Harry glanced to what he was looking, only to see the flask of gold coins. A smirk appeared on the man as he took out his sunglasses and turned towards Harry. "You kept it."

"You didn't exactly give me a choice." He argued, cleaning his face with his sleeves. "Why are you here? How are you here?"

The man looked back surprised, only to then chuckle to himself.