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The Greatest Mystery	By : LadyLaran Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > Slash - Male/Male Views: 15225 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 8
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Author’s Note – I can’t thank everyone enough for their words of support. Dad’s slowly improving and is still in physical therapy for the moment. Between that and my grandfather, I’m still all over the place and writing is difficult still. I’m still working to move things along with my stories, and I refuse to let this beat me. It’s just heartbreaking watching my grandfather fade like this. Anyway, here’s the next installment!
I owe a major thank you to the reviewer who reminded me of the time line of events in the last manga of the Death Note series. You, dear reviewer, have seriously been a major help with that reminder. Thank you so very much!
Disclaimer – I do not own Harry Potter or Death Note. Some other people own it and make money off of it. I just like playing with the characters.
Chapter Sixteen – Making Steps Forward
Things had been coming together rather well over the past few days, much to L’s pleasure and satisfaction. Matt had been true to his word, getting files placed in the server with the correct time stamps, and both the chief and the head of the division of the police had not argued too much when they had been informed of other teams following up on leads that may or may not lead to the location of Kira in other countries.
The FBI chief had been true to his word, forming several teams to send to Japan and not giving them any more than a hint that the other teams existed but did not telling them who the members were. Also, hints of other teams going to different countries were made as well. L had been very pleased with the results, knowing that if one of the agents had been found by Kira, then no information would be given to him that would damage the investigation.
Both L and Watari had gone through the files that Matt and the other members of the House had created, and neither had been able to find any mistakes. They had both commented to Harry that the results of the files were beyond satisfactory, and the wizard was happy the two men were pleased.
Once the detective was sure everything was in place, he had Carmichael send the teams in. The reports came in slowly, and it was rather nerve wracking for Harry as he continued to pour over the materials he’d brought with him while he waited with L and Watari for news.
The wizard set his book down, getting up to stretch and work off his nervous energy. The waiting part was something he had never been particularly good at, though he was getting better as time went by.
“Something troubling you?”
Green eyes looked up to meet the warm brown eyes of Watari and the cool gray ones of L. He shrugged a bit, rubbing the back of his neck.
“I’ve never been good at the waiting part, and there’s a part of me that keeps hoping the web has been woven tightly enough so that nothing gets through that you don’t want getting through.”
L nodded, setting a file down to address the comment that had been made.
“We have done everything we possibly can for this phase so we have to hope that we have done well. I do not believe we have made an error here.”
“I don’t think so either,” Harry agreed. “It’s just that we know this guy is intelligent, and he’s going to notice an agent following him. I don’t know, I’ve got a feeling things are going to get nastier once he realizes it.”
“Oh I know they will but we can at least try to minimize the damage,” Watari said, sipping his tea.
“I just wish there was a way to determine how he’s doing this. He’s got some level of control with the changing of the timing earlier,” Harry muttered, reviewing facts in his head. “Almost as if he can program this thing but how? How far can it be pushed so that we overlook anything other than a heart attack or is a heart attack the only method this thing has?”
L’s eyes narrowed a moment as he focused on the questions from the wizard. Given the parameters of the profile so far, it did seem likely that Kira was testing his limits and would be doing so even more to determine what could or could not be done. The fact that he couldn’t be killed during that televised conference was an indicator that there were some limits and if he were the perpetrator, he would be pushing his weapon to find out what other limits were there so as not to leave himself open for weaknesses in future plans.
“We’re going to have to widen our parameters in the searches of victims,” he told the pair, making Harry jerk to face him.
“I said something that sparked a brainstorm, didn’t I?”
“You don’t make plans without understanding what the limits of your weapon are. He can change the time of death so it stands to reason that the means of death can be altered as well.”
Watari nodded, grabbing his laptop to log onto the chat program. It was something that needed checking, but they didn’t have time to do so and knew that this needed to be resourced out in a secure manner.
“I’ll set the heirs on this,” he told L. “This should give the boys more to watch for, and it’ll be time consuming as they’ll have to read the reports regarding each death around the time of the first heart attack in Shinjuku.”
“Make sure they understand that this has to be something that is beyond a natural cause of death,” L acknowledged. “Odd behavior, unusual occurrences. If Kira was just starting to push the limits but without a full plan at that time, then it will be something that would stand out to them. Have them set up a spreadsheet with the details and dates, and I want current events updated every day, even if it’s heart attacks.”
Harry listened to them for a few moments, then turned as he drew his wand. An idea had popped into his mind, and it was something that needed to be researched. The emerald eyed male knew just who to ask too.
“Accio communications mirror.”
He deftly caught the mirror, aware that he had L’s attention. The wizard put the wand away before calling out a name.
“Luna Lovegood.”
There was a few moments of silence before a soft, sweet voice drifted up from the silvered surface.
“Hello lovely brother of mine.”
A gentle smile curved the long haired male’s lips when he heard the greeting, feeling muscles relax in ways that only Luna’s gentle voice and presence could do.
“Hello little sister,” he greeted in return. “You are well?”
“I am, though the plans for the bonding continues to go on unresolved since our families continue to argue over how this should be done. We’re both debating on going into hiding until a truce can be called.”
“Tell you what, little sister, why don’t you have it at the Aerie? The house elves can handle the decorations once you two decide on the colors and theme as well as everything else, and you two pick out the clothing you want and have it billed to my account. This way you’re not dependent on the others, and you won’t have to worry about anyone stepping on your toes.”
“Are you sure, Harrison?”
His voice firmed just a tad, showing he was determined on this.
“You and she are my family, Luna, and this is something I want to do. The Lovegoods are vassals of the Potter family anyway, and this is something I can insist on. Since she’s becoming a Lovegood, Hermione will fall under that as well. So no more arguing, you two are getting what you want and not what the extended family members that both of you rarely speak with want. She can tell her family that since she’s taking your name and marrying into your family as the submissive partner, she has to obey family tradition. This way they can blame me and as I’m not seen by anyone other than you two, Neville, and occasionally our potions master friend, I don’t have to worry about them yelling at me.”
A peal of silvery sounding giggles filled the air.
“You can be such a naughty one, Harrison, but I thank you for that. I’ll tell Hermione, and we’ll contact the elves at the Aerie. Now, why have you called?”
The smile he had dimmed a bit as he shifted topics to the reason why he had called.
“You are aware of the developments of the Kira case that’s been going on?”
“Yes,” she answered, voice full of disgust. “It’s not been drawing much attention here in the magical world though, but it’s no surprise considering it’s getting close to election time for some seats in the Wizengamot. Hermione, Neville, and I have been pulling what information we can get from the muggle papers though to try to keep up with the goings on.”
“I’m glad you’re keeping up on it,” he told her. “I need some research from you if you can spare the time.”
“For you, anything. What is it you need, Harrison?”
“I can get the information regarding the Asian and American prisons, but I need to know if there have been any deaths in the European magical prisons that could be attributed to Kira. Listen closely, Luna, it won’t just be heart attacks.”
“I can do that, but it’ll be a long list for Azkaban. Even with the changes, it’s still going to take time for that to modernize.”
“I know it’s a lot of information so pull Hermione in on this if you have to since you two have sworn oaths about this investigation. I need you two to organize it by prison and date, details necessary in regards to cause of death. Luna, you can’t overlook the suicides.”
There was a long pause as she went over the information she’d been told. He could see and hear the anger when she finally broke her silence.
“I’ll pull Neville in too,” she said flatly. “He swore the oath to you not long ago so he’s safe to have help us. We’ll get this information to you as quickly as we can through Dobby.”
“I appreciate it, Luna. I hate having to ask this of you three, but I can’t run the risk of my leaving the UK being leaked out. The last thing I need is reporters trying to figure out where I am and completely botch the investigation.”
“No, I agree and that’s why we took the oath when you asked us to. This way we can do what’s needed here when you ask for it,” she reminded him. “Fortunately, no one has any idea you’re not here. The three of us have come up stories of meeting with you if anyone asks.”
“You three are the best,” he said. “Thank you for this, Luna, and don’t forget to tell Hermione of my solution to the bonding issues.”
“She’ll be home in under an hour so I won’t forget. Now shoo so I can start making the calls I need to get the information you want.”
He ended the call, setting the mirror down before turning to face the other occupants of the room.
“When did you have your friends take the oaths?”
Harry looked at the detective, knowing they’d spoken of having them do but he’d forgotten to tell L after he’d had them do it.
“Around the time I gave Hermione the project around the muggle safe security potion and vow,” he answered. “I had a feeling I’d need their help at some point, and it’s best to have the oaths out of the way.”
“A wise decision,” he told the younger male. “The project you have them working on?”
“It occurred to me that we’ve not been monitoring the magical prisons as well as we have the mundane ones. If there are signs of Kira’s interference there, then it might help us with the profile a bit more,” he answered. “Also, if he’s been attacking the magical prisoners, then we can ask the Asian and American governments to set up specialized wards to record any outside magical interference. Any data would be helpful to me right now as I’m still bogged down on how he’s doing this.”
“Do you have those wards set up here,” Watari asked, looking up from the computer.
“I do,” Harry assured him. “They’ve been set up since we got here, and I renew them daily to find if anything has pinged off of them. So far, it’s been quiet.”
Before either of them could comment, L’s computer made a noise and the detective began going through the data that had been sent to him to look through. Harry was about to sit down when the shaggy haired male made a noise.
“What is it?”
“Our suspicions were correct,” the detective answered, gesturing for Watari and Harry to come to his station. “He is testing the limits of his weapon.”
Both of them went to stand behind L, staring at the reports that had been sent to him. Harry shook his head, absorbing the details that had been recorded.
“Watari,” L began softly. “The investigation team will wish to speak to me regarding these new developments. Would you mind going down there?”
“No, L, I don’t mind. Call me if you need anything,” he instructed, donning the coat and hat before picking up his briefcase. The older man left immediately, knowing L was right and the team would want to speak to the detective.
“Are there pictures of these scenes,” Harry asked, forcing his hands to remain steady.
“I am printing them now,” L answered, eyes focused on his screen. “It might be easier to determine more clues with the printed images than on screen.”
He went to the printer, picking up the pictures after they’d finished printing. The wizard looked through them, frowning heavier as he did so.
“This makes little to no sense,” he muttered. “This pentagram the inmate painted; it’s useless.”
“What do you mean,” the seated male asked, turning his gaze towards the baffled magic user.
“The pentagram is something that both mundane pagans as well as wizards who follow the Ancient Ways use. However, you can’t just draw up a pentagram and hope that it works. There’s steps that go with it and items that accompany the rituals,” he shared.
L rose, moving to stand behind Harry to look at the picture he was examining. This was one of the reasons he was glad that the decision to bring the wizard into the investigation had been made.
“So this symbol is useless?”
“Yes, it is,” he answered, staring at it. “This is all wrong, but I wish I could say it’s a point for our profile. I can’t confirm this theory I have until I get the information from Luna,” he muttered.
“Muggle?”
“Either that or a teenage wizard with a huge issue towards muggles,” he said, tilting the picture in various angles. “I can’t be certain though; I need more data. This pentagram is a way to try to distract us; it’s useless for the most part. I’d be willing to bet my best broom that Kira is hoping to distract the investigation and throw it towards the occult angle.”
Harry handed L the picture with the pentagram and focused on the other two pictures, frowning. The images really didn’t make sense to him so he passed them to the detective.
“Does the writing make sense to you at all?”
The taller male murmured under his breath, putting a few things together before shaking his head.
“A riddle or another attempt to throw us off of the scent? I am unsure,” he told his wizard companion.
“What does it say?”
He looked away from the pictures to stare at Harry.
“It says: L, do you know that shinigami love apples? This has to be another attempt to mislead us.”
“What’s a shinigami,” Harry asked, feeling something tense inside of him.
“Loosely translated, it’s a god of death.”
“Bloody hell,” he breathed out, starting to pace. That sense of something wrong simply increased when he heard the explanation.
“What is it?”
Harry knew he was worrying the other but kept on pacing as he tried to word his answer. This was going to be tricky, but he couldn’t deny the instincts that were saying this wasn’t another ruse.
“The gods of death appear in practically every legend around the world,” the wizard began. “No one really knows if they actually exist or how they take the souls of the dead. The only consistent fact that appears in each legend is that they determine how long a person has to live.”
He drew in a deep breath and continued, hands gesturing as he did so.
“It’s possible Kira is using this as a ruse, but there are a lot of magical legends that speak of items created by the beings of death for specific purposes.”
“Legends are stories,” L reminded him.
“Most mundane people believe unicorns and dragons to be creatures of legend, but they exist,” Harry replied. “There are grains of fact within a legend. One has to be careful in weeding those facts out, but there may be a grain of truth to this note left for you.”
“How do you wish to proceed then,” the detective asked. Harry was right in stating that some things existed even though they were nothing but stories to most people, and he would rely on the wizard to sift through the stories to find the facts.
“I’ll continue my research, but I will allot some of the time towards the legends surrounding the beings that are attributed to death. Maybe something will pop out at me and put me on the right path. I’ll keep the time managed so that I can focus on general information as well as the death oriented ones; this way I can be certain that I won’t slow the investigation down. I can adjust the search if and when more information is given to us about these gods of death.”
“That sounds like a wise decision,” L agreed. “In the meantime, I will continue sifting through the data while we wait on the information from your friends and the House.”
The Master of Death nodded, heading towards where the library was kept. He had information to find, but he truly hoped that this shinigami lead wouldn’t be as bad as his instincts were warning him they could be.
Author’s End Note – I hope everyone enjoyed this. I apologize for the delay between chapter postings and hope that I’ll be able to continue with the updates. Please let me know what your thoughts on this are. See everyone next chapter! Laran
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