As I Was On My Way Home From Diagon Alley (гет)

He's arrogant and poor, a bad combination; she's short-tempered and owes him a favour, a worse combination. He's intrigued; she's keeping secrets. He drives the most dangerous Daimler London has ever seen; she can do magic. Is one little Galleon enough to hold them together, when there's more than just a brick wall to keep them apart?