Harry Potter Oneshots

Rivalry (Theseus Scamander)

Request: Would it be possible for another Theseus x reader? Literally anything? These is a large lack for him on here

Summary: Reader is a senior auror for the MACUSA, chasing down the head of a smuggling ring that deals in dark objects. When the target slips through reader's fingers and escapes to England, the reader gets paired with a certain auburn-haired Hogwarts grad. After a raid where the reader (an Ilvermorny grad) manages to take out more enemies than Theseus, a competition inspired by the schools' rivalry kicks off while they finish the man hunt.

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"Stay right where you are!" I yelled, leveling my wand at the man I'd been chasing all over New York for the past forty minutes.

The man slowly raised his hands, but the look on his face told me he hadn't really given up. I started moving closer. I didn't want to stun him if I didn't have to, but I couldn't let him get away from me.

See, I was a senior auror for the Magical Congress of the United States of America. My department had been tracking the head of a criminal organization dealing in the trade of dark objects for a little over a year, and we'd finally gotten a good tip on the head of the group. I tracked him to a safe house in New York, chased him through the city for the better part of an hour, and now I finally had him cornered in an alley.

I was not letting him get away this time.

I hit him with a spell first thing that kept him from disapparating, hence the long chase. Still, I couldn't be sure he wouldn't try to stun me at the last second, or pull some ridiculous last trick out of his hat.

I edged closer, refusing to lower my wand and keeping my eyes trained on the man in front of me. If he so much as flinched, I'd stun him on the spot.

I got within five feet when the door of a restaurant leading into the alley flew open right next to me. I had to dive or get smacked with a door, and when I looked up again, my target had a can from the garbage in his left hand.

"Drop it!" I shouted, but he was gone before I'd even finished the first word.

A Portkey. A garbage Portkey, and a stupid door. In less than three seconds, my entire chase suddenly meant nothing.

And now I had a muggle busboy to Obliviate too.

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After a few days of extensive detective work, my team and I managed to track our target's Portkey. He'd gone all the way across the ocean, and according to a few of our informants, he was hiding out in London. Which meant I was taking a trip.

Wizarding travel to and from the US was pretty limited. For the most part, we required muggle travel in and out of the country. However, since nobody here wanted the Ministry of Magic getting the payoff after doing none of the work, I was getting an exception. My boss arranged a Portkey for me, and just four hours after getting a location, I was standing outside the British Ministry of Magic.

I walked inside confidently, getting directions from the first person I saw and heading straight for the office of the Head of Magical Law Enforcement. I'd never been here before, but thankfully, it wasn't too hard to find.

I knocked on the door and strutted inside as soon as I heard a "come in". I was greeted by two men sitting at a round table, looking expectantly at me to take the third seat.

"Y/F/N Y/L/N. Welcome," said the older man. Torquil Travers, Head of Magical Law Enforcement. The younger man next to him could only be Theseus Scamander, the famous war hero turned Head Auror.

"Thank you. It's a pleasure to be here," I said, sitting at last and looking between the two men. Truthfully, I didn't want to be here, wasting time in a meeting. Every second we waited was another second my target could be escaping, but this was their country, and I had to play by their rules.