The Chosen One: Hero of Two Worlds

"Hello, I would like to rent a room for a couple of nights," Harry said in a polite voice.

"Do you have a reservation with us?" asked the lady at the front desk.

"I'm afraid I don't," he admitted.

"Are you with anyone or you by yourself?" she asked.

"I'm by myself. It doesn't have to be fancy, just a single room will do," Harry said. The woman nodded and typed in her computer.

"We do have a room available. It will cost you just over two hundred a night," she informed him.

"That's fine. Put me down for two nights," Harry said, and pulled out his credit card to pay for it. The woman swiped his card and it went through without trouble.

"Your room is seven hundred and eighteen. Please do enjoy your stay with us," she said, a graceful smile on her face as she handed him his keycard. Harry took it and walked towards the elevator.

It was then that Harry's ears heard something.

"Sir, he's got room seven hundred and eighteen."

Harry said nothing, but listened hard for any further conversation. He turned back slightly, and caught a glimpse of a beautiful woman wearing a suit walking up to the counter.

"Room seven hundred and twenty-two. Please do enjoy your stay with us," said the lady as she handed the woman a keycard. The woman walked towards him as the elevator dinged, and opened. As Harry entered she began running.

"Wait," she called out as she approached. The doors hadn't begun to shut yet, and so she boarded easily without any action on Harry's part.

"Thanks for waiting," She said as she pressed the seventh-floor button. Harry said nothing. She was a blond, a bit shorter than he was, but had a great beauty about her.

"Is this your first time in New York?" she asked.

"It is," Harry said slowly, not sure what she was after.

"Let me give you some advice: This place tends to be busy all the time."

"I'll take your advice into consideration," he said kindly, mindfully hiding his wariness.

"I'm Kate," she said, introducing herself; however, Harry's Legilimency told him she was lying.

"Harry," was all Harry said, knowing he couldn't think of a better name to use. He had no reason to hide who he was, either.

The elevator dinged once more and they both stepped out. He said nothing more to the woman as he walked towards his room.

"I hope to catch you around," the woman said as she went to her room.

Harry remained silent as he opened his room door and walked inside. The moment he did so, he placed a locking spell on the door to ensure she couldn't come in in the middle of the night. He walked to the window and looked outside. The rain and darkness had made the visibility so low for a normal person that it was almost impossible to see anything, but thanks to his massively ritual-improved eyesight, he could see through darkness as if it was broad daylight; and he could zoom in and out to great distances, much like a hawk or eagle.

This was how he saw, quite easily, the survey team hiding across the street in a room with its lights out, watching him.

As far as Harry knew, he hadn't done anything to grab anyone's attention. As far as he was concerned, he was a tourist looking to settle down.

Harry, not giving any outward indication that he knew of the team's presence, closed the blinds and went to his bag. He removed his suit and stuffed it into his bag. He washed his face, before he turned around and collapsed on the bed. Harry wasn't sure when it happened, but he quickly fell asleep.

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