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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 - The response to this story has been favorable so far, and I’m incredibly excited by it. I really hope I continue to deliver and please the readers with the tale. Thank you to everyone who has taken the time to review and rate my story.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or Death Note. Since I don’t make money from this, I just tend to play with the characters to have fun and exercise my writing skills!
Chapter Three: Traveling Muggle Style
The two days L had allotted Harry to prepare for the trip had been incredibly busy, starting the moment Watari had left.
Once he’d been alone in Grimmauld Place, the wizard had called for his favorite house elf, getting Dobby to coordinate with the houses he owned to have the books quickly put into a list and compared to the rest of the libraries he owned. Every book was carefully packed away; the only exception being any duplicates that were kept in the libraries they were found in.
The lists were put in a safe location so that the books could be returned back to their original homes once he returned to England.
The trunks would be ready for Dobby to transport once the group arrived at wherever they were staying. Harry didn’t want to shrink them considering how old and rare some of the tomes were. It was safer to let the elf bring them to him once things were ready, and the house elf had agreed. His small friend also insisted on bringing Harry’s clothing with him, leaving only the messenger bag for the wizard to worry about on the flight.
The last minute preparations that took place the morning Harry was to meet with Watari and L were actually quite few outside of grooming and eating breakfast. Knowing who he was going to be to the world in regards to the Kira case, he found and spelled a chain that would not be removed from his neck except by hands he keyed into the spells and would also keep the necklace invisible as well as undetectable by metal detectors.
On the chain went the ring that held the Potter seal as well as the ring for the Black seal. The Black signet ring was a bit different than most rings. This one spoke of the dark heritage of the Black family as it was actually a ‘poison’ type ring. The seal opened up and had a storage space that could hold any manner of poisons or potions. It was a ‘bottomless’ space and could hold anything. The ring was perfect for storing two items that needed to remain with him but not be seen. He put his invisibility cloak into it as well as the Resurrection Stone.
Since claiming the Deathly Hallows, none of the items allowed for him to leave them behind. That was one of the changes that had been made in his life since claiming them. There were others he had discovered by research or accident, and some of the changes had scared him quite a bit.
The Elder Wand went into a holster that he wore on his left arm, keeping it within easy reach in case he needed it. The holster was made of the highest quality dragon hide leather available and held charms to keep the wand from being summoned from him as well as being invisible.
Harry sighed, double checking that he had everything he could think of before concentrating on the location Watari had given him as the meeting point for the group. He’d asked Watari to make sure no one could see him appear, and the older man had reassured him that the location was well screened from any outside viewers.
The wizard disapparated with a pop, reappearing in a very nicely decorated living room area inside of what had to be a hotel suite. A soft sound made him turn and for a moment, he thought he’d apparated into the wrong room until Watari entered and gave him a welcoming smile. Harry returned the smile though his eyes were drawn to the unusual looking man who was rising from an odd crouch in the seat he’d been waiting in.
“You must be Harry Potter-Black,” the stranger murmured, standing in a very strange hunched over position.
“It all depends on who is asking,” the wizard answered with a bit of a cheeky grin. “To some people, who aren’t important as of yet except for being affiliated in some way with the case, I’m simply Orion Evans.”
“To the rare people I meet, I go by Ryuuzaki Rue,” the man answered, giving a bit of a smirk to the green eyed man.
“Given the fact you’ve used the word ‘rare,’ I would go on the assumption that to those who meet you through the computer screen, you go by L, the international detective. Am I right?”
The smirk grew a bit more as the man nodded while answering Harry’s question.
“You are right; I am L.”
“It’s nice to finally meet you,” Harry said with a grin. “Hard to get a good feel for a person when all you have is a voice and a letter on the screen.”
“It is an effective means of communication, and it also preserves my anonymity.”
The long haired male nodded, understanding that part.
“You use a computer, and I end up a hermit for the most part. I guess whatever works, hmm?”
“Indeed,” was the dry response. “Are you ready to go?”
Harry nodded, adjusting his messenger bag’s strap on his shoulder.
“Yeah, my house elf will drop my things off when we get there. With customs and stuff, I’d rather not take a chance on anything being seen that shouldn’t.”
Both men gave expressions that spoke of understanding. Harry had voiced his concerns about anything that had a tie to his world being discovered and given the ties the two men had to Whammy‘s House, they would do what they could to help the other keep the magical world hidden.
“You spoke of that during the interview. We will talk on the plane to discuss safety measures to keep your belongings out of sight but in an area where you can do the research that comes up,” L said, putting his hands in his pockets.
“Sounds great,” Harry answered him. “This should be interesting. I’ve never flown the way muggles have.”
A bit amused by the young man’s candor, Watari chuckled, handing him a folder and watching as the young man flipped through it.
“This will be a bit of a change for you then. Although, the plane we use is a bit more refined than the normal planes used for traveling. We do a lot of it, and L hates to be uncomfortable during transit.”
“Can’t say that I blame him,” he answered, tucking the papers into his messenger bag for safe keeping. “That’s a lot of hours in the air. I’d want to find a way to stay comfortable too if I had to rely on muggle means all the time.”
L didn’t answer and simply headed to the door, and the men followed behind.
Harry had to appreciate the things the hotel did to keep the privacy of their guests protected. Doors that were usually kept out of bounds to people who were not members of the staff were opened to allow the three of them through, leading them to the back where a nice looking car was waiting for them.
He settled himself comfortably in the seat, looking out the window as the drive maneuvered the automobile through traffic towards the airport.
“You look a bit amazed,” an older sounding voice interrupted his inner musing.
“I am a bit. I’m so used doing things with magic that I’ve forgotten about the simpler ways of doing things. Apparating to where I need to go, using the floo, or port keys instead of driving to places. I’d forgotten that it can be relaxing,” he answered with a smile.
Watari nodded, understanding where the wizard was coming from. He’d seen great advancements in technology over his lifetime and had contributed to a number of the those advancements himself. However, the older male did enjoy the simpler things in life as it helped remind him that it need not always be fast paced and too narrow minded in regards to the world outside.
“I understand in some ways,” he answered. “It’s a good reminder to stop and enjoy things before those things aren’t there to view anymore.”
Harry didn’t answer, thinking on the words that Watari had spoken. He’d learned to slow himself down after the last battle with Voldemort, wanting to see and experience things he’d missed. The burden of the Deathly Hollows was also something that had forced him to put things into proper perspective as well.
The silence wasn’t broken again though the soft whisper of paper as L went through the files he’d been reviewing was the only sound that came through the low noise of the car traveling over the road.
The trip to the airport went smoothly as Watari had scheduled the departure time during a period of time that allowed for not being stuck in traffic. Given what Harry knew about these things, it was definitely less stressful for those in the car. He hoped that the times could be arranged like this more often as the wizard was not used to muggle methods of traveling.
It didn’t take long before the vehicle pulled into a private area of the airport, not too far from a large airplane.
“Is that what we’re flying in?”
Watari chuckled, catching sight of the private jet that was owned by the organization that L worked in.
“Oh yes; it’s come in handy over the years,” he said, exiting the car once it came to a complete stop.
“I imagine it has,” the green eyed male answered in return, picking up his messenger bag and climbing out of the transport. His eyes were focused on the large craft; the wizard was feeling a bit anxious about this. Despite his love for flying on his broom, it was a bit different being in the air in a muggle invention instead of the relatively familiar mode of transport he had used since entering Hogwarts.
“You look nervous,” a soft voice flatly intoned as L climbed out of the car. The detective stared at him with a look that reminded Harry of a Hippogriff stalking its prey. It was rather disconcerting and was certainly a feeling that the Master of Death wasn’t sure he was comfortable with.
“Yes, I am a bit. I’m used to brooms instead of something like this.”
“It is a bit illogical to fear this over a broom, Orion. A broom is narrow, has no real place to grip onto, and nothing to protect you from the elements or when you fall.”
Harry was startled into a mischievous grin at that piece of logic from the taller male.
“True. However, Ryuuzaki, the facts are a bit different from my point of view. Brooms are spelled with countless charms for safety and the like. Planes are worked on by muggles, and there’s a lot of mistakes made during maintenance. I’d like to think that I’m being logical in me being a tad uneasy by this. I’ll be willing to bet you that no wizard has even attempted a safety spell on this thing.”
L shook his head, unruly dark locks spilling into his face. The hair didn’t remain there due to the wind that blew across the tarmac.
“No, not to the best of my knowledge. I am told that might be a good thing considering the reaction magic has with electronic technology.”
The grin on the wizard’s face grew even larger, making L wonder at what had amused the man so much.
“It used to, yes. However, my friend, Hermione, really helped with the spell development department to help with that problem. Before she did so, I’m afraid the magical world was centuries behind the muggles in regards to technology. Now that she’s helped with things, we’re catching up,” he told him.
“I heard that parchment and quills were used. I had not thought anyone would use such outdated tools.”
“I know. Imagine growing up in a muggle society along with their primary schools, being used to ink pens, and then being dropped into a magical school where you’ve got to use quills. I can’t tell you how poor my penmanship was until I managed to get the hang of it,” Harry said with a laugh.
L gave a small shudder that was almost graceful.
“That would be another reason as to why I prefer computers. They are more efficient as well as an excellent way to save time in regards to documents.”
“I can’t say as I can argue with you there, Ryuuzaki. I guess I should try to get on the plane now and hope that it doesn’t have a problem between here and Japan,” he answered, giving his own shudder as it seemed to make the other’s expression soften into an almost smile.
“Indeed. I have an appointment with the ICPO tomorrow and wish to be settled in our accommodations before that time.”
The small male nodded at that, knowing there was a lot to do before L could step up and accept the case when it was offered to him. He’d had Hermione do some research and given the sheer amount of cases that were solved successfully by the international detective, Harry had no reason to believe that he would not be offered a case of this magnitude. Truthfully, there really was no other detective in the muggle world who could handle something like this.
As he boarded the muggle transport, Harry could only really wonder about what the future would bring. A case like this was something he worried over. The amount of people dying per day was staggering, almost equaling what Voldemort or Grindelwald had done during the wars. That was fact was one reason he’d agreed with Hermione and Luna in regards to his participation with L’s investigation. There was no way he could allow something like this to continue.
The slender male took a seat, settling his messenger bag beside him on the comfortable couch style seat. Harry drew in a soft breath, accepting the files that Watari handed him to review over the case.
“Here we go again.”

Author’s End Note - It’s always difficult to deal with chapters where things have to be put into motion. Sometimes, we call these filler chapters and that makes it a bit more challenging to keep things interesting while pushing the plot forward. Anyway, I really hope you guys enjoyed this. My thanks to those who reviewed and put an alert on my story. I hope to see what your thoughts on this chapter are! Happy reading!
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