Prologue
Harry didn’t know why, but something about that man made him very curious, maybe it was the fact that he showed up almost every day to his coffee shop at 8:35 am never a minute too late, or maybe it was the fact that he always wore the same suit, or maybe it was the fact that he always paid with cash, or maybe it was the fact that he never spoke a word apart from what was necessary (years of experience taught Harry when to approach customers for a chat and when not to), or maybe it was the fact that he always came alone, or maybe it was the fact that this man tried so hard to seem like another face passing by as if he were trained to be unnoticeable, or maybe just maybe it was the fact that Harry was sure he spotted a gun peeking out of his pocket that one time.
After Harry saw the gun, he came up with 3 possible reasons on why the mysterious man could be carrying a gun that early in the morning. He was either some psychopath who was about to kill everyone in this coffee shop or somewhere else (luckily, he had his wand with him just in case he tried something), or his was some professional criminal who was on his way to kill someone, or he was the muggle equivalent of an auror-an agent of sorts.
When the man left that day Harry switched the tv channel into a news channel just in case a murder was reported, or the man was suddenly wanted by the policemen.
Thankfully, no death was reported that day, and the man showed up the next day at the same time looking and acting just as he had every day before. Although the gun had never made a second appearance, Harry was sure it was either hidden somewhere or just waiting to be picked by its owner.
With the first option ruled out, Harry could only hope it was the third option that was occupying the man’s time. After all, Harry reasoned to himself, if he was a criminal he wouldn’t need to go to work at the same time every morning. Or at least that’s what Harry kept telling himself.
After the alien invasion happened, many people moved out of New York or were killed during the battle. Which meant that Harry lost many of his customers including the mysterious man.
Harry was lucky enough to have been visiting the Weasleys when it happened, Hermione had joked that it was a good thing that Harry wasn’t there when it happened, as he would have gotten carried away with his saving people thing, and revealed the existence of wizards to the world. Harry had sarcastically laughed at Hermione at the time, his ‘savior’ days were over he’d replied.
A couple of months after the alien invasion, Harry never really thought of the man ever again. That is until he showed up in his coffee shop with 5 other people two years after the alien invasion. They all looked tired, and every few seconds, one of them would look over their shoulder before resuming their conversation.
“Table 9 is mine,” Harry told Maria, as he moved to take their order.