Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
Given the chance
by Willofhounds
Harrison said leaning back on his heels, "Really? You tried to attack me?"The other one pulled his wand out and pointed it in Harrison's face. The ebony haired man didn't so much as flinch at the threat. Instead he commented dryly, "You might as well put that away. You won't be able to cast a spell here.""You think we can't use magic? You're just a mudblood! Do you know who I am?!"Harrison resisted the urge to rub his ears at the high pitched voice. He retorted, "By your appearance you're a pureblood heir. However I don't care who you think you are. You can't just attack someone in this shop. Luckily for you, your wand won't register the attempt. Otherwise I would call the aurors. I suggest you leave now."The other said his blue eyes narrowing, "Or what? Who do you think the aurors would beleive? A mudblood nobody or two pureblood heirs? You didn't even go to Hogwarts either. You must be a squib."