The next day Natasha was stood on top of a building that gave her a good look at the one that Harry stayed in, she looked through a pair of binoculars and saw Harry sitting on a sofa, laptop on his table with his dog on the floor by his feet.
The previous day Natasha had called in and asked for information on Harry Potter to be sent to her. According to the info she was given the man was about twenty years old and used to live in the United Kingdom, he had one job in his whole life and that was at a pizza shop when he was sixteen. That was not so surprising but his bank account was, the man was somehow able to afford an apartment despite not having a job but also had a large amount of money that would allow him to live comfortably for a while and that was after he moved into the U.S.
He had also been making a lot of money by selling things online, things that varied from little things like toys to more expensive things like furniture yet there was no data that showed him buying those things in the first place.
At first Natasha thought he could have inherited it from someone else, but he was apparently an orphan who had been raised in an orphanage all of his life. He had no known family members, even the names of his parents were a mystery.
Reports from the orphanage basically stated that he was a quiet boy when he was growing up but was consistently top of his classes, he did not make many friends and kept to himself for the most part. The workers there expressed concerns regarding his mental state but thankfully he had not really ever committed a crime.
Harry Potter was a mystery, one that Natasha wanted to solve, she could not waste too much time on it however as her priority for the moment was Price but hopefully it would help her catch Price. Price lost to Potter, from the research available on the serum plus Harry's words about Price (which she confirmed with other members of the gym) meant that she thought it was possible he could be interested in Potter.
Natasha was brought out of her thoughts by the sound of her ringtone, she pulled out her phone and answered it.
"What? I am working." Natasha said into the phone.
"Have you completed your investigation on Price?" A voice asked from the phone.
"No, I am looking at a potential lead." Natasha answered.
"We found him."
"What?"
"Price, he was found outside a police station."
"What do you mean 'found'?" Natasha asked.
"I mean he was unconscious and covered in blood, his nose was broken and he is missing a bunch of teeth, plus it has been reported that he has been stabbed. The director wants you to come in and report what you know."
"Fine," Natasha sighed. "I will be there as soon as I can." She said before hanging up. She took one last glance at Potter's apartment, before she turned and walked away.
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Harry sighed as he entered his bedroom, Padfoot was asleep in his dog bed in the living room. Harry extended his right hand out, a black wand materialized into his hand. Harry waved it and all the windows and doors closed, he pointed it at himself and cast a charm to clean his teeth as he did not feel like cleaning them the old fashioned way, he just wanted to go sleep. He pointed his wand at the bed, a pillow flew off the bed and landed on the floor just before Harry conjured a small blanket on the floor.
As the wand disappeared Harry placed the pillow on the top of the blanket. His clothes shifted and now he was wearing nothing but grey pajama bottoms, Harry gently sat himself down on the blanket and leaned back until his head was resting on the pillow.
"Aw, ickle wickle Potter wants to go sleep." A female voice cooed. "Come on Potter, let me take care of you." The voice whispered before it was replaced by loud cackling that rang through his ears.
Harry closed his eyes, ignoring the voice as he used his occlumency to help silence the voice. It was another hour before he heard the laughing again, it was the last sound he heard before he fell asleep.