Reborn As A Squib In Harry potter

Things had been going well for me. I'd won millions of pounds in a crazy one-off gamble, pushed farther with my business than I'd ever dreamed, started getting closer to Delilah, and tomorrow was the day I'd be picking up Harry from the Dursleys so he wouldn't have to suffer at their house anymore.

Perhaps things were going too well.

Honestly, I should have known that, with my luck, something bad was bound to happen to me after a streak of good fortune.

And then on my way back from tutoring Justin on a pleasant, slightly overcast July 15th, it happened. A black car drove right up to the curb, and two men jumped out and grabbed me! I was so shocked I didn't even think to resist, and before I knew it, I was in the backseat of the car, being driven to Merlin knows where!

I had to clamp down hard on my emotions via Occlumency, or else I would have started panicking. Since I was nice and calm, I was able to focus on being angry and indignant instead of afraid. I don't know who these bastards were working for, but their actions had put their boss on my shitlist.

"You know, I expected some scrutiny to come my way after winning big after the cup, but I'll be honest, I didn't expect to get kidnapped," I muttered, looking askance at my captors after the shock wore off.

Two burly men sat on either side of me, pressing me in and keeping me from bolting or peering through the tinted windows to figure out where I was being taken. They also remained silent, not interested in speaking to me, which I was annoyed by. They weren't talking or reacting, so I had no idea who they were or why they wanted me.

'At least I have a few items on me,' I thought to myself. The goons had frisked me when they'd brought me in, confiscating my wallet and keys, but hadn't gotten everything, luckily. My Bullet Time Ring was still on me, and would be useful for when I broke free, and I had a couple Stunner and Unlocking Ofuda tucked away in my shoes. It would have to be enough.

After ten minutes, the car came to a stop, and the doors opened. I was pulled out, and only had a little bit of time to register I was in an underground parking lot of some sort before being dragged away over to a door, which opened up and revealed stairs.

"Great, so not only did you assholes kidnap me, but you also want me to walk up a flight or two of stairs," I grunted. That earned me a shove from one of my 'escorts,' and I shut up and walked up a flight of stairs as they commanded.

They then led me down a hallway and into a room that was little more than an empty office space.

"So, this is him?" thin, reedy voice inquired. The speaker was a balding man. He was skinny and wore glasses, and was looking at me the way somebody might observe a particularly ugly animal at the zoo. Interest and disdain, with a hint of amusement.

He sat behind a desk in a room that had all the windows blacked out with paint. It gave it an ominous feeling.

"It's him. Came out of the Finch-Fletchley manor, and he matches the picture," one of the two goons stated.

"It'sa me," I said snarkily in a faux-Italian voice. That brought a frown to the balding man's face.

'Clearly not impressed by my impression,' I thought.

"How very crude," he sneered. "How you managed to get into the graces of the Finch-Fletchleys and the Hunts, I will never know. Your sudden windfall of several million pounds doesn't seem to have improved your manners at all, either."

I said nothing, even though I had a couple retorts burning on my tongue. Instead, I went over what had just been told to me.

'They know I'm associated with Justin's family and Delilah's. Not exactly intel that's hard to come by, but information about my winnings from gambling should be harder to uncover,' I thought to myself, eyes narrowed at the man.

He noticed my expression, and smirked. "Oh yes, we know all about you, Edward Rose."

'Not everything, apparently,' I thought to myself since they didn't use my original name, nor hint at anything from the magical side.

"Let me guess, you want me to spill the beans on my business endeavors with the two families, or something?" I replied, playing along as I folded my arms across my chest. "Or maybe you just want my money for some reason."

"We just want you sign a few things for us. Give us control of your business, including your manufacturing methods for the goods, and we'll let you go without any injury to your person."

"I see why you want my hair growth cream at least, you balding tosser," I retorted, which made him frown deeply.

"And why the hell should I trust people who kidnapped me?" I continued, glaring at him. "Plus, what makes you think I won't be rescued soon, or have people looking for me? You did snatch me off the street in broad daylight, after all."

"You really think we haven't prepared for that?" the balding man snorted. "If you don't cooperate, we can simply release what we know about you to the police. That way, when the police eventually find you, you'll wind up in a jail cell."

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