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Tragedy and Visitation

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Chapter 4:

Albus truly was a genius, and wizards did not give nearly enough credit to muggles.

He’d noticed it before, what with his family being full of “muggle lovers,” but it was something else entirely to experience the muggle world on his own, rather than in the company of overprotective parents and mobs of relatives.

Diagon Alley was amazing, and would always be one of Albus’ favorite places, but it just couldn’t compare to the sheer size and busyness of some of the muggle places.

And the people! They were so varied in colors, shapes, sizes, attire, attitudes, languages, everything! Gosh, but wizards seemed so drab and conformist in comparison.

Ok, so he was probably getting a little carried away with his enthusiasm. It just felt really good to get away from everything and everyone he was familiar with, and more importantly everyone who was familiar with him.

Not that he hadn’t been gawked at, but this time it was because he was making something of a fool of himself because of his excitement over everything, and not because he was the son of the Boy Who Lived (twice).

Next time he did this, he’d have to find a way to bring Scorpius. The guy did not get out enough, not that Albus could blame him. But Scorp couldn’t use the ‘I don’t want people staring at us’ excuse if they came to the muggle world.

They could probably even make it a proper date, though they’d still have to be careful. Just because wizards didn’t typically venture into the muggle world that didn’t mean they never did.


Albus was still wrapped up in making secret escape to the muggle world date plans in his head when he got home and barged in the front door, which is why he nearly jumped out of his skin, sent bags of stuff flying, and let out a very manly scream when his dad yelled a very loud and very angry, “Albus! Where have you been?!”

If he hadn’t been trying to stave off a heart attack, he probably would have noticed and enjoyed the way his father flinched into a defensive stance and Teddy squeaked when one of the flying bags sailed right into his face. All in all for having been the one caught unaware, Albus’ surprised reaction was actually quite good at unbalancing his would be attackers.

Regaining his senses Albus shot to his feet, wand appearing in his hand as he scanned the room for threats. “Dad? Teddy? What…what are you guys doing here,” Albus asked not seeing the imagined threat and putting his wand away.

“We live here Albus,” Harry replied tightly. “The pertinent question is what you were doing not here,” he continued narrowing his eyes warily.

“What? I was bored, so I went out,” Albus replied confused why his dad was so bothered by this. “And I meant what are you doing here now, I didn’t expect you to be back until much later if you got back at all tonight.”

“I told you it was nothing to worry about Harry,” Teddy said starting to look through the bag that had hit him. “Where the hell did you find these Albus? I’ve never seen any like them.”

“A muggle shop downtown, and I’d never seen any like them either, which is obviously why I got them,” Albus explained to Teddy. “And why were you worried Dad,” Albus asked looking over at Harry.

That, however, appeared to be the wrong answer because Teddy choked up and Harry went pale yelling, “What?! You went to the muggle world?”

“Merlin, Dad. Calm down. I’m of age now, so I can protect myself. I just wanted to get out for a bit, and I figured the muggle world would be the better choice since I could just be another unknown face in the crowd, rather than have people staring at me everywhere,” Albus explained starting to get annoyed with everything. Damn, but his day had taken a turn for the less pleasant quite abruptly.

“Albus, I very specifically told you not to go out because it was dangerous,” Harry explained looking very unhappy at Albus’ apparent disregard for his safety.

“What? That was like three weeks ago,” Albus huffed finally sitting down. “I didn’t know you meant I should never leave the house again. Ever.”

Harry looked like he was about to start yelling, but before he could Teddy plopped down the couch and explained, “Albus, your dad didn’t mean forever. We were just worried because of our current case.”

Albus just looked at him and raised an eyebrow, “I thought your current case was finished.”

“No, not that one,” Harry sighed finally taking a seat himself. “That one’s finished, thank Merlin. We’ve got another one we’ve been working for a couple months. A few wizards have gone missing in the past eight months.”

“And other than that they’ve been alone, the only clue we have is that a couple of them had told someone they were heading to visit the muggle world,” Teddy continued the explanation.

Albus sighed. Well there went his plans to get Scorpius out of his house and away from prying wizard eyes. “And this is why I’m always annoyed that you don’t explain your cases to me,” Albus pouted. “If I’d know about the crazy wizard kidnapper I wouldn’t have gone out, and the two of you would not have been worried about me.” Let it never be said that Albus was above using emotionally stressful situations to manipulate people to try and get his way. He was a Slytherin after all, much to the distress of most of his family.

Teddy looked guilty, but Harry just narrowed his eyes, “Albus, you know we’re not supposed to talk about work. There are confidentiality laws.”

“I know,” Albus whined, “but you could at least be a little less vague when you’re trying to warn me about life threatening situations.”

“You’re right Albus,” Teddy apologized, “but hindsight is 20/20, and you know now.”

Harry shot Teddy a disapproving look at his capitulation, but relaxed nonetheless.

“Well now that I know not to go out lest my precious ass get kidnapped, how about some dessert?” Albus had learned long ago that little kids were not the only ones who got a pick-me-up from dessert, nor were they the only ones who could be distracted by the promise of sweet treats.