A Harry Potter Ministry of Magic Office Drone's Work Diary

Voldemort was dead, but Monday meetings at the Ministry of Magic lived on.

In the fifth year of his career, Harry Potter discovered that defeating the Dark Lord might not be the hardest job of his life.

After the war, he became an Auror, a job said to be extremely dangerous. His daily routine now included poring over case files thicker than Hogwarts’ rulebook, dealing with bureaucrats more troublesome than Dementors, and facing a bunch of Dark wizards whose intelligence had suddenly skyrocketed and who were experts in finance and legal code...

He really needed a drink and a quiet corner where nobody would watch him.

Maybe some magical information, always delivered at just the right moment, too.

The renovated Leaky Cauldron in Diagon Alley was just the place. Its new owner, Regina Vance, generously provided all three.

Here’s a simple truth about life after the war:

Sometimes, dealing with the Ministry of Magic’s logistics department is harder than saving the world.

And one clever pub owner can be more useful than ten Aurors.

Unfortunately, nobody warned him that his favorite pub would become the biggest case of his career.

Now Harry was staring at his third gin and tonic, pondering life’s ultimate question:

When your best friend, personal intelligence officer, confidante, therapist, and supplier of midnight snacks might also be running the largest grey-market information network in the British wizarding world, do you report her, or ask if you can have another bowl of stew tonight?

Auror Harry x Regina, owner of the Leaky Cauldron

Thesis: The war never ends. It only takes on a different form.