Hey guys! First I want to say (cover your ears) I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER WHATSOEVER! ALL RIGHTS GO TO THE QUEEN HERSELF! Whoo!

Except for my OC's. Those, are the sole property of moi :) Here it is! The second installment in Aurem Quattor!

Oh and one more thing, I didn't know the name Goldstein would be in the Fantastic Beasts movie at the time I wrote this so if you see this name in there, that's kind of why.

Wish me luck guys as I try to post this series again.

The industrial City of New York was dazzling that night. The lights filling the sky, the city life pulsing in the air. People of all ages, races, and kinds walked through the streets, passing by the swarm of yellow taxis. The looming heatwave didn't seem to faze anyone since it was a fine summer night at the end of July and people tended to go out, have fun in many ways.

Including a zooming figure on the street, not on broom, but on skateboard. The figure had a hoodie on so no one would see her. She was skated on the sidewalks, sliding on every ramp and half pike that she could get her hands on. Not every sidewalk was filled with electricity contrary to one's thoughts of the city so this gave her a daredevil cover as she travelled west from Broadway to Columbus Park, going down to Chambers Street.

Stopping at the border of a new block on a nearby bench, the 12 year old figure laid down her skateboard to take a breather. She lifted her grey hoodie, allowing the moonlight to brighten her fair skin and golden hair. She blinked her violet eyes a few times before taking out her photograph of herself with her friends at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Quintessa Crosswell was not a normal girl. In fact, she was anything but normal and it wasn't just her street smarts and bad girl demeanor. No, Tess, was in fact, a witch, fresh of her freshman year or first year. A British-American witch too. A year prior, when she was 11 years old and it was time for her to go to school, she was given a choice based on her being both a British and an American citizen. It took some convincing but Tess managed to choose the school that she secretly wanted to go to. When she went there, she met the 3 best friends anyone could ask for, Harry Potter, Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger. The four then went on an adventure and solved a mystery that may have saved the world as they knew it. But the Stone Case was just the beginning of her and her friends' journey.

But for now, she had to get dinner for her hardworking aunt, Sara Crosswell, who had raised Tess since her mother's death. along with her 16 year old son, Jonathan "Johnnie" Crosswell. So she stopped by the pizzaria, and got a paper bag containing two slices of pepperoni pizza. Crossing the street onto Central Park and into the massive community center, she skated her way past pedestrians, No-Maj police and some of the Salem Squad officers. Past the rustling of the trees and using the light of the full moon to guide her out, she came in front of the Woolworth Building, also known to the American Wizards as the headquarters for the Magical Congress for the United States of America, or just MACUSA, the American Wizarding government.

Knowing some of the staff, who also are very rude to people like Sara for being Squibbs, Tess entered the building and made a beeline for Sara's tiny cubicle of an office.

"Hey Aunt Sara." She greeted the blonde woman with her charming smile.

"Is my own niece bringing me dinner?" Sara asked smiling. "You are the sweetest, kindest, most conniving little con artist ever to have existed. You are so not getting your broom back."

"What?" Tess asked. "Come on Aunt Sara!"

"After what happened?" Sara asked rhetorically. "Absolutely not!"

"Aunt Sara, it was one slip up!" Tess complained.

"A slip up?" Sara questioned. "A dozen calls from No Maj's and wizards combined reporting a little girl doing dangerous stunts while somehow flying on a broom right next to the Statue of Liberty? Why would you try to pull off a round off and flip off a broom at Lady Liberty?"

"It was a really nice night ok?" Tess asked. "Can I get it back anytime soon?"

"Hmm let me think." Sara said in mock wonder before slamming her fist on the table. "No. Oh and you're going to the Burrow with Johnnie. Hey, you may not want him there, but he wants to spend time with you and see your friends. But I will take this dinner you got for me. Thanks Tess!" Sara grabbed the paper bag and walked off but not before she stopped at a sign posted on the wall that said, "Go back to your filth Squibb."

Anger coursed through me as I snarled out, "That's it. Screw going home, this ends here and now!" I walked out into the hallway but Sara used her sharp fingernails to pull me by the ear back into her office.

"Tess I understand that you want to help." She said.

"Of course I want to help." said Tess. "Help in teaching them a lesson. Cause let me tell you I am prepared to go all Bruce Lee on them."

"I still need to keep up a good repertoire or else I could lose my job." She said.

"You've been getting harassed more than ever." said Tess. "And you know what that inclines me to do? Make sure that they leave you alone."

"As your aunt a mother, I'm inclined to make my children safe and happy." Sara said to me softly. "Now go home and pack your bags. And tell the kid to come back once he finally takes a break."

I scoffed. "The day Jonathan Spencer Crosswell stops working is the day of the Apocalypse."

Meanwhile in a local diner, people were still coming in, despite the late hours. Most of those people were just tourists. Some of the waiters were done, including one waiter who had worked two hours more than the average time. But he usually worked for 3 hours per job. Yes, Johnnie Croswell had 3 jobs. He was Tess' cousin who had come off of his OWL's fresh with flying colors. He was also a gangly teenager with dark hair, tanned skin that had gotten tanner because of the heatwave that summer, but fortunately, his tan brought out his brown eyes even more. He was a determined young wizard who always held his position as the man of the house, since his father, Michael Crosswell was dead from the first Wizarding War.

Johnnie walked out of the diner, wiping the sweat off of his brow as he started to walk home.

"Oh Johnnie!" A Brooklyn voice sounded from behind him in falsetto tone. Johnnie took a look and saw that it was his best friends, Cody Novak and Woody Goldstein, two wizards, one from Texas and Brooklyn. Cody was a tall kid with laid out blonde hair expensive hipster clothes for he came from a very wealthy family. Woody was a dark skinned scrawny boy with sandy hair and a face that was splattered with freckles, even in one eye. He talked with a New Orleans accent. "Just the man I wanted to see!"

"Cody." Johnnie said to his classmates. "Just the man I want to see, when I'm not tired and have time away from my family."

"Now normally I'd be insulted by that." Cody said walking up to him. "But I've still come to have a talk, but first things first, it's gonna be about that shirt." He gestured to the green t shirt that had dirt caked on it from his job at construction.

"Look dude, now is not a good time." said Johnnie. "I've got to go back home and start packing for my trip to the Burrow."

"Ah." said Cody in understanding. "You still haven't told Tess yet have ya?"

"Why you so scared of telling the gal that you goin to law school?" Woody asked.

"Because…" Johnnie said trailing off. "Right after graduation I'm going directly to law school."

"And because she can take you." Cody reminded his best friend.

Johnnie scoffed. "She cannot take me."

"She put you in a headlock with her thumb." Cody said.

"You went deep in naptime." Woody chimed in. "And missed November. They had to fill your lungs with a bicycle pump."

"Ok." Johnnie said admitting it. "Maybe she can take me. Which is why I've written everything in a letter. She'll understand when she reads it. And I will nowhere near when she does."

"Actually my friend." Cody said to him. "I've gots a much more ace idea."

"You're finally getting a job?" Woody asked. "What is it? Working in a mill?"

"No and God Forbid." Cody responded. "Instead, I think I can help you with this pesky Tessy business."

"Oh no." Johnnie said worried. "You're thinking. And nothing good comes from you thinking too much."

"Don't worry." Cody said assuredly. "It's still an idea on how to redeem yourself. And besides, they're the only kind I have."

"Alright then." Woody said. "Shoot away brother."

"There's one way to settle a mess this hot." said Cody. "Especially with the women. Tell..it to..her FACE!"

"No way!" Johnnie exclaimed. "If I just tell her directly, she might literally kill me. And then after that she's got three tight friends who are ready to bury me."

"And just who might those friends be?" Cody asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Hermione Granger." Johnnie listed. "Ron Weasley and Harry Potter."

"Wait hold up right there, boy." Woody said putting a hand up to Johnnie's face. "Yous telling us that your almost-stiff cousin is friends with the Harry Potter?"

"It's true." Johnnie said. "I met him at the train station last year when me and Mom were getting Tess."

"Are you pushing me in shit right now?" Cody asked excited.

"Nope." Johnnie said proudly.

"Oh that is fucking awesome." Woody said excited. "I mean this will be the best thing Christ has ever given to Earth." Right then, a girl in silky and clean clothing came catwalking besides the boys. She had bright blonde hair and cold blue eyes. Her outfit consisted of black and red and she had somewhat of a cold and cruel air coming off her. "Since the birth of Scarlett Zimmerman. Hey Scarlett." She didn't even notice him. To her, Woody Goldstein didn't even exist. "You look...like you're gonna walk over me...again."

Cody turned to face Johnnie who was trying not to laugh at Woody's pick up lines that failed. "You're the cause of this, you know that Crosswell?"

"Oh yeah." Johnnie said sarcastically walking with the two wizards to his apartment.

"Dragging us down to your Mama's boy depths." Woody added on jokingly. "We're all dweebs by association. We've all been dweeb badged by you."