Harry frowned as he continued walking, every argument his mind could conjure against the idea was being shot down almost immediately. Once more he wondered if that was Venom's doing or if he was naturally coming to this himself?
"Hey! Stop!" A voice shouted. Harry stopped and turned around in time to see the crowd departing and a man running through, throwing spells behind him in a wild manner. Looking past the man, Harry could see two people dressed in auror robes chasing after him, though not firing spells beyond defensive ones, likely because they didn't want to risk harming the nearby crowd, unlike the man who was throwing out spells like they were going out of fashion.
Harry's instincts took over and in a rather Gryffindorish move (brave and stupid) tackled the man as soon as he got near, something that was made easy given that the man had only occasionally glanced forwards to make sure he didn't run into anything while putting the majority of his attention towards shooting spells at the aurors.
"Son of a bitch!" The man cursed, shoving Harry off before trying to get to his feet. He had barely got to a kneeling position before being hit with a disarming spell followed by a stunner. Harry blinked before popping up to his own feet just as the two aurors arrived. Harry took a look at the two as they tied up the man, the first was a tall man with dark skin, he looked experienced and quite intimidating. The second was a much younger woman with bright red hair that descended down to her shoulders, a soft face that was currently glaring at the man they had just captured and bright violet eyes.
"That wasn't a very smart move, kid." The man, the oldest of the two, frowned at Harry as he spoke in a deep voice. "you shouldn't have done that, you could have gotten hurt."
"Sorry." Harry apologized, ducking his head down. He looked up again upon hearing a second voice speak.
"Ease up on him, Shack, he did us a favour." The female auror said, her hair colour shifting from a red to light pink.
"Whoa." The word had escaped Harry's mouth before he could stop himself. "What spell is that? I didn't see you use a colour changing charm? Was that time-delayed or something?"
"No spell, Hero. It's all-natural talent." The woman grinned at him. Harry couldn't help but feel his cheeks redden slightly as he stared at her.
'Quite an attractive female, isn't she?' Venom's voice echoed in his head, causing Harry's red cheeks to become much brighter. He coughed and saw the woman staring at him with a knowing look in her eye.
"You're either having some very disturbing or very flattering thoughts, I thank you if it's the latter." She winked at him.
"Trainee Tonks," The older man, apparently called 'Shack', sighed. "he did us a favour but it is still our job to catch criminals and it is dangerous for untrained civilians to tackle criminals, especially when the civilian in question isn't of age. Now, I will take the suspect away, you deal with this and report back, understood?"
"Aye-aye boss." The woman, apparently called Tonks, gave him a mock salute. Shack let out a deep sigh before he grabbed the unconscious man and disappeared with a pop. "Alright, the show's over, folks!" Tonks said loudly to the gathering crowd. "On your way, nothing to see here!" She barked and stared until the crowd eventually began moving. "Alright, come and sit with me." Tonks gently grabbed Harry's arm and guided him to a nearby bench, once they both sat down she waved her wand around them a couple of times.
"What are you doing?" Harry asked curiously.
"Basic privacy charms," She explained before pulling out a notebook. "you didn't seem that happy with all the attention."
"You noticed that?" Harry asked in an embarrassed voice.
"Don't worry, I've got a couple of friends like that," Tonks replied. "and yeah. I'm great at reading body language, comes with the natural shape-shifting I suppose. Also, don't worry about Auror Shacklebolt, he's big and strong but he's honestly a big softy. So, what's your name?" She asked. Harry hesitated before raising a hand to his hood and gently lifting it and his hair enough for her to see his scar. "Merlin!" She blurted out as she recognised his famous scar.
"No, I'm not really that strong yet." Harry joked before lowering his hood.
"Sorry," Tonks apologized, having recovered quickly. "just got surprised. Now, I'm just going to tap my wand on this notebook and it'll start recording everything we say, got it?"
"Is this necessary?" Harry asked.
"Yep," Tonks said shortly. "ready?" She asked and when Harry nodded she tapped the tip of her wand to the book. What followed was a quick interview where Harry explained how he had been walking and simply tackled the suspect, once it was done she tapped her wand to the book again. "Okay, that's over. Thanks a lot, Harry." She smiled at him. "You might be contacted sooner or later, but other than that you're free to enjoy your summer. I might see you around, I patrol around here with a few different aurors and we all know that you're staying here."
"Okay," Harry smiled at her before an idea came into his head. "um… Tonks, could I ask you a hypothetical question?" He asked.
"Oh? Go on." Tonks stared at him.
"Well, let's just say that hypothetically there was an underage student that wanted to practise magic over the summer, is there any way he could do that without getting in trouble?" He asked.
"And why would this hypothetical student need to do that?" She asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Maybe because he had a mass murderer who is coming after him after escaping an escape-proof prison, who could say?" Harry shrugged in a casual voice.
"Oh," Tonks winced. "right… well, between you and me, as long as you practise out of sight in Diagon Alley, you should be fine. The sensors can't pick you up here."
"Wait, really?"
"Yeah, too much magic makes it almost impossible to single out anyone." She explained. "Though, you didn't hear that from me, got it?"
"I'm sorry, who are you again?" Harry asked in a mock-confused voice.
"You know," Tonks grinned at him. "I feel like this could be the start of a great friendship."
'Or a romance.' Venom whispered.