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Albus Dumbledore sat in his office deep in thought. Another year had gone by, and still no word from Harry Potter.

'He'd be seventeen now….almost ready to graduate from Hogwarts. What could've possibly happened to him.."

Harry Potter had disappeared almost 3 years after being placed with his relatives the Dursleys. The only reason they had found that out was through Mrs. Figg. She had Floo'd the Headmaster saying the house had gone up for sale, and that the Dursley's hadn't been seen in weeks before then.

Giving out a sigh, Albus shifted in his chair. The blood protections had given out quickly after that. No magical residue of the young hero had been in the house. Like he had vanished before even the Dursleys had packed up and left. But how?

The war with Voldemort was reaching a fever point. After Quirrel was caught trying to break into the Mirror of Erised he was quickly apprehended, only to have Voldemort's soul break away from him and vanish.

And then there was that Chamber fiasco 5 years ago. Miss Weasley had confided in her brothers Fred and George and had confessed what she had been doing. The diary had destroyed instantly, leaving young Ginerva nothing but a few nightmares every now and then.

Sirius Black had been cleared of all charges after showing up to the Ministry of Magic with the corpse of Peter Pettigrew, even though Ronald Weasley was still frightened of the haggard looking man, and was immediately put in charge of finding his godson. Who better than a dog Animagus to track down a missing boy?

Sadly Voldemort has regained his body. Using the blood from the Durmstrang student Viktor Krum (Merlin may he rest in peace). Barty Crouch Jr. had been disguising himself as Alastor Moody. As soon as Krum grabbed the cup, Alastor had given a laugh in Dumbledore's face and had portkeyed away. Krum's body was returned in the Entrance Hall the day of the Leaving Feast. Several first years were still seeking therapy.

Strangely, the last two years had been surprisingly quiet, sort of. The students had quickly come forward with her using a blood quill on them and she'd been sentenced to 5 years in Azkaban for child abuse and abuse of power. Then just last year, after force feeding that buffoon Horace, Albus finally learned of the Horcruxes. He'd found a few, and nearly lost his right arm to one of them, but the search continued. Now they only needed the child of prophecy. Where in the world was Harry Potter?

Quick footsteps sounded down the hall and came up the staircase out his office. Readying his spy glass to see whom was outside his door he was a little surprised as Nymphadora Tonks burst through the door without the usual knock.

"Headmaster, we've found him!!" she blurted out.

Rising from his chair and beckoning the Auror to sit, he knew instantly whom she referred to, "Harry Potter? Where, my dear girl, where?"

"Well, actually it was Hermione that found out, she overheard it on the Muggle News. Seems he's in America as some kind of law enforcement."

Albus allowed himself two blinks, "Muggle Law Enforcement?"

Gasping a few breaths of air, "Yes, sir. He's apparently been over there for the last 14 years! I had the department of Muggle Cooperation pull his duty file."

Here she brought out a surprisingly thick folder and presented it to the Supreme Mugwump. He quickly began flipping through it, looking at his past cases, training reports, school grades. Nothing mentioning magic at all or who his guardian was. He looked up at his former pupil with his trademark twinkle.

"At last we've found him. Does he know about his heiratage? About the magical world? Of his parents even?"

Nymphadora shook her head, "No sir, I couldn't even get in touch with him on the fellytone. I told them I was with Scotland and Yard but they could only tell me that he was on vacation and was due to come back in a few days. They said they'd take a message."

"Hmm. Perhaps it would be best to visit young Mr. Potter. Though from his record he has already achieved a great deal in the Muggle world. How did Ms. Granger find out about him again?"

"On the Muggle News, sir. Apparently he'd caught a big suspected serial killer over in the America's that had come out of Britain. They'd reported his capture to assure everybody that he had been caught. Even if it was by the Yanks."

Albus smiled, "Yes, well, everybody gets lucky now and again. Hmm, well I should contact Minerva and Severus to plan our meeting with him. Thank you so very much Nymphadora, and thank Ms. Granger for me as well."

"No problem, Headmaster. I'll be heading back to Grimmauld Place for now."

With that the Metamorphamagus shot through the Floo to the Order of the Phoenix's headquarters.

Dumbledore stood quickly grunting slightly as his knees creaked, 'Ah for the sprightlyness of youth.'

Contacting Minerva's office, he got a quick response, "Yes Albus?"

"Ah, Minerva are you quite busy just now?"

"Just preparing the last batch of letters now, what can I do for you?" the Professor responded.

"Could you come up to my office as soon as you're available, I have important news."

"Certainly, I'll be up shortly."

Severus Snape, Potions Master, spy, and to many students present and past 'Greasy Git', was a bit harder to coax from his lair.

"Severus are you especially busy right now?"

"Headmaster you know I am, I'm finishing several of the Hospital Wing's potions right now and they're at a critical stage."

"Come now my boy I know you've been moping around for at least the past week. Poppy has reported her stocks filled some time ago."

"Well then I'm busy experimenting with a new one! I really don't have…"

"It's quite important, I need you in my office now."

A few choice curse words under his breath, and then "Very well. I'll be there in a moment."

"No less than five minutes."

"…of course."

Giving a little chuckle at his Potions Master's expense, he really was too much fun to bother, Dumledore sat down in his chair and grabbed a Lemon Drop. "Fawkes I do believe the day has been saved, as they say."

The aged phoenix rolled his eyes at his companion and gave a melodic squawk. Humans!

As the two Heads of House arrived in his office, he figured to just cut to the chase…just this once.

"Harry Potter has been found."

Snape's groan mirrored Minerva's gasp. "Oooh I just knew you'd say something like that."

"Has he truly been found? Is he alright?"

Forstalling their questions/complaints with a gesture, he continued "He's been found in the America's. Working as a Muggle Law Enforcement agent of some kind, apparently. His file was brought to me by Ms. Tonks."

He pushed the copy of Mr. Potter's file towards the pair, "As you can see, he has quite the resume."

"Just more stuff to fill that arrogant head of his."

"Oh really Severus you've never even SEEN the boy and you're just painting him with the same brush as you did his father."

"The apple never falls far from the tree!" came the trademark sneer.

"In any case, Ms. Tonks contacted his department and they said he'd be back in a few days time."

"Skiving of work already? I should've known.."

"Severus! He has apparently been on vacation after capturing one of Britain's escaped serial killers!"

"Oh Albus, he's far too young, how could he possibly be.."

"I'm not quite certain. But I feel we'll get more answers when we visit him at his workplace."

"Visit him?! Just Stun the boy and bring him here, let HIM ask the questions. Surely he'll have no need of the Muggle Nonesense anymore."

"Severus Snape you can't just kidnap people against their will to make things easier for you! And besides, it looks as though you'd be assaulting an officer of the law."

"Bah, Potter is no less.."

"Either way! We must meet with him first. Surely after we explain things to him he'll want to help us. Helping people is part of his job description after all!"

"And if he doesn't wish to come with us?"

"Well Severus, I think you might have the right idea then. This was has gone on far enough and I feel this has only been the quiet before the storm."

"You can't really be considering kidnapping! After you left him with those..those…people and now this?"

"What would you have me do Minerva? We have no choice at this point."

The three sat in silence for a moment, pondering the fate of their Savior.

"Well that's that then. We'll schedule the trip for one week from now. Then we'll finally be able to see the Famous Harry Potter again."

Minerva though to herself, 'Oh Albus, but do you realize that he's not the boy-who-lived now, but Harry Potter, Texas Ranger?"