Breaking Malus

Throwing the two duffel bags off to the side, Ron walked up to the gangster and grabbed him by the hair to raise his head. He didn't react to that so Ron slapped him around a couple of times until he did.

" Huh? What the Fuck is going on!"

" Pay very close attention to what I'm about to-"

The gangster didn't appear to enjoy being looked down by a child so he swung at him.

" Flipendo!"

Before the man's fist could reach Ron he was sent backwards, this time though Ron was holding onto his hair causing a slight scalping.

" Aaaghhhrghh!!!"

" I told you, now look what you made me do..."

Ron, wiped the loose hairs off his hand, went over to the gangsters side, and stared right into his eyes.

" What the Fuck are you man!!"

" Yeah... I'll be the one asking the questions. So I'd really appreciate it if you payed attention. Unless you'd like to know how being thrown out of a third story window feels like. Now answer my questions, and please don't waste my time trying to lie."

The gangster kept his mouth shut and nodded garnering a wicked grin from Ron.

" Good, first question who's laundering the money?"

"..."

" Flipendo!"

Since the man didn't respond immediately, he was sent flung backwards for the third time.

" Why'd you do that, I hadn't said anything yet!!"

" I know, but didn't I say not to waste my time? I know you were trying to come up with a lie. Maybe you didn't take my threats seriously enough, maybe i should just go ahead and torture you for a bit."

" Incendio!"

A small flame appeared on top of Ron's index finger, and as the man saw it he started to tremble.

" Come now, since you want to play games, let's play... How long you last with this finger shoved inside your eye sockets."

" No! Get away from me you little freak!!"

The scared gangster hastily got up and made a run for the door trying to get away from the fire wielding child.

" Locomotor Mortis!"

Before he could reach the door his legs got stuck together and the man fell to the ground.

" Hey, we still haven't started the game..."

Turning back, the gangster knew that the kid meant it, his eyes were of someone facing death itself.

" I'll talk! I'll talk! No! Stop! AAAAAAAAGGGGGGHHH!!!"

-

Several minutes later a tall bald man wearing a black trench coat walked out of the room carrying two black duffel bags. He slowly made his way down the apartment complex, with not one person noticing him. Reaching the first floor he exited the building through the back door, took out some car keys, opened the trunk of a parked car, threw both of the duffel bags inside, got in the driver seat, started the engine and drove off.

-

Four hours later that same car arrived at a small office space on the outskirts of London, the bald man got out of the car and passed by everyone like a ghost as he entered. Inside was a small counter with a fat middle aged woman talking on the phone loudly, he walked passed her and entered the room to the side. Where a dark skinned young man was also speaking on the phone, though it seemed to be more important that his receptionist call.

" I'm telling you, don't say anything! I'm on my way!"

The man went to pick up his jacket, but noticed a tall bald man waiting by the door. The same man then locked the door and placed a finger over his lips. The man got the message quickly nodded and sat back down on his desk.

" You're James Goodwind?"

The young man nervously nodded, but under the table was getting ready to press a panic button.

" Great, you wouldn't believe how hard it was to get your address, as for that button you're about to press I'd like you to know that they wouldn't get here on time."

That last sentence made the young man realised that he shouldn't act rashly. He moved his hand away from the button and slowly leaned foward with both of his hands on his desk.

" Don't worry I'm not here to cause you any trouble. In fact I want you to work for me, just like how you work for the Gillian Mob."

If the man was surprised before, those words shook him to his very core. His involvement with the mob was something he tried to keep as private as possible. Yet some random stranger came into his office and revealed his darkest secret as if it wasn't a big deal.

" How do you know about that!?"

" Oh, I thought you might try to deny it, guess you're smarter than you look. As for how I found out, let's just say that those wannabe mobsters weren't really good at keeping secrets."

' Damn it, William promised me that this wouldn't leak out! Now what'll I do!?'

" If you know about my dealings with them, you should know that they won't let me work for anyone else."

Expecting that exact question the bald man threw a pair of bloody cufflinks on James's desk.

" That won't be a problem anymore will it?"

James stared at the bloody cufflinks in horror, they were William's which he was known for never taking off. Straightening his back James cupped his hands, put on his best smile and faced his new employer.

" I see... So what can I help you with?"

The bald man's face didn't change, but he did put down a piece of paper on James's desk.

" I'd like to invest some money, off the books obviously..."

" Yes, of course. Do you have the money with you?"

The mysterious man took out a pair of car keys and threw them at James who caught them with a confused look.

" Black Lexus out front, as for the other things inside, keep them safe. I'll come see you next week. I hope you don't disappoint me..."

Saying these words the bald man walked out, James waited a couple of minutes before he ran outside. Easily spotting the Lexus, he opened the trunk finding two large duffel bags. When he opened two of them one was filled with money while the other had bricks of coke.

" Fucking hell..."

-

After a long day at work Arthur Weasley was making his way through the Atrium when he heard a familiar voice calling out to him. Ron was waving at him trying to get his attention with a big smile.

" Dad! Over here!"

" Ron, wait up I'm going!"

He went towards him, and was glad when he noticed that his son seemed happier than usual. Seeing him he couldn't help but link his happiness with his trip to the Muggle World.

' Maybe he does take after me after all, with this sudden interest in the Muggle World.'

" Where did you,go?"

" Ah, to an arcade! It had all type of games! And to a comic shop, filled with books! I'm sure my brothers and Ginny would love to go!"

" Eh, I think I've heard of those before. I'll tell your mother about it and maybe we can all go one of these days."

The father son pair then walked to the exit chimneys, but before they went in Ron stopped his dad.

" Dad?"

" What?"

" Thanks."

Arthur was caught off guard, but regained his composure and patted his son's hair before sending him to the chimney

' This kid, always manages to surprise me.'