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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 have gotten some amazing feedback so far on this story, and I can’t thank everyone enough for reading and leaving reviews. You guys are incredible! I’ve been on cloud nine lately because of the reactions thus far. It’s funny considering I was worrying so much about the last chapter.
I’m sorry about the lateness of the chapter. I went to my first anime convention this last weekend and had a blast! Tired myself out though and realized my family was right about me trying to do such things without certain types of help.
Disclaimer - I do not own Harry Potter or Death Note. I do not make any profits from this story at all. I just write this for fun and to challenge myself.
Chapter Five - Welcome to Japan
Harry spent the remainder of the flight worrying about the upcoming physical he’d have to take and studying the case notes. It wasn’t easy dividing his attention, but he’d become rather good at it over the last few years.
His mind kept churning over the physical that L was insisting he had to take. The wizard hated doctors and healers, a habit he’d formed since he was small, and tried to avoid them to the best of his ability. It was an ingrained habit that he had yet to shake, and it looked like he would have to break it today as he knew the detective would not allow him to skip it. Given the equipment was also spelled to be safe around the magical world, there was no way the Potter-Black Lord would be able to manipulate the findings.
“Harry?”
Startled from his thoughts, green eyes looked up from the files to meet the warm brown eyes of the elderly caretaker.
“Yes, sir?”
“We’ve landed. I forgot to ask, do you speak the language?”
Harry had to smile at the look of worry that crossed Watari’s face and was very quick to reassure him.
“No, I don’t but there’s a charm I can use to help with the language barrier actually. No one will be able to tell I can’t speak or read a word of Japanese.”
The answer surprised the older Englishman, and Harry drew his wand from the sheath. He murmured a series of incantations, casting the charms needed so that he could understand, speak, and read Japanese.
“There we go,” he said, concentrating on the language of the country he was now in so the charms would focus on Japanese instead of English.
“You speak it well,” Watari said in the same language with a chuckle. “Bit of an accent but not enough to throw the pronunciations off at all.”
“Got to love magic,” the wizard answered, grinning for a moment. “Really can make things simpler at times. Other times, it can really foul things up.”
“I can only imagine,” Watari answered. “I suppose some people could really abuse that power and make it difficult for others.”
The emerald colored eyes took on a muted shade for a moment as sorrow crossed the wizard’s face, making the older man wish that the young man had not had to face so much evil in his short life.
“That’s very true,” he answered softly before his features regained the normal alertness and openness they’d had previous. “But that can be said for any society, I’m afraid. Power hungry people exist pretty much everywhere; the magical world doesn’t hold a monopoly on them.”
“Very true, Orion, very true. That is why we have people like L to put a stop to their schemes.”
Harry nodded, glad Watari had chosen to use his pseudonym to allow him time to grow used to it.
“I really wish they’d thought to bring L in sooner than this. I still can’t believe they’ve not formally offered the case yet.”
The older man pulled a heavy trench coat on as he answered, looking consigned to what he was about to tell the other.
“Unfortunately, the ICPO and other organizations tend to be rather slow in regards to handing off cases to L. They acknowledge his talent and intellect but tend to feel that asking him to help is a sign of failure on their parts.”
The young wizard rose, helping the older man get the coat settled as he frowned over the words Watari had just spoken.
“That makes little to no sense to me. You’d think they’d be happy to have a detective of L’s caliber helping them. If it’s too much on their resources, it’s best to hand it to someone who has better resources and free up their time to work on cases they can handle. They‘d find that their caseload would be easier to manage since they wouldn‘t have to worry so much about the ones that they simply can‘t handle,” he said to the inventor.
“Oh, I quite agree with you there, Orion, but the problem stems from too much pride and a great deal of bureaucratic nonsense. Some people in those organizations feel as you do, but they’re not in positions where they can make the right changes so delays like this one don’t happen.”
Harry moved back to his seat, picking up his messenger bag as Watari buttoned and tied off the heavy coat.
“The Ministry for Magic has had issues with bureaucracy like that over the years. When Voldemort surfaced again, the Minister didn’t want to acknowledge that there was a danger. Too many people were hurt because he’d kept his head in the sand for so long,” he said quietly.
The older man paused in picking up the hat he usually wore in his “Watari” disguise.
“He really kept denying the man’s return? Was he a complete moron?”
That made Harry laugh softly though he’d heard the former Minister called that and much worse over the years.
“I think that’s the case,” he responded, slinging the bag’s strap into place. “He wanted to maintain his position and had too many Death Eaters slipping him money under the table to keep quiet about things. It was a rather large mess once the new Minister was elected. I think the current Minister is still finding errors from Fudge’s term that she’s got to correct. I don’t envy her that task.”
“Given what you’ve said, I don’t either. It never ceases to amaze me how idiotic governments and other bureaucracies can be,” the older man replied, adjusting the hat on his head.
L padded up, standing in his usual slumped position as he heard the last part of the conversation but didn’t remark on it. He focused on his retainer for a moment, who nodded at the silent question.
“The hotel is ready for us, L, and we’ll be able to set up there before I go to the meeting of the ICPO with the laptop.”
The detective nodded at that, familiar with their usual routine when reaching a new location for a case. He followed Watari off the plane, aware of the presence of the wizard beside him. The smaller male managed to match his strides evenly without showing signs of a struggle at all.
Harry kept pace with the men, ducking into the fancy limousine once they reached it. He settled onto the leather seat, looking out of the window to glance at the scenery as they drove towards their destination.
Tokyo was definitely a lot different from the cities he’d been through while living in England, and the green eyed male was very much interested in the things he was seeing. Maybe, once the case was over, he’d have a chance to play tourist for a while before heading back home.
L looked up from his reading, catching the wizard watching the passing scenery with avid interest.
“First time out of Britain?”
“Yeah,” Harry answered, not looking back at the man. “I’ve never really had the time to travel though I’ve wanted to.”
“If the case ends successfully, perhaps you will have time to see a few sites before we are scheduled to move on to the next location,” he offered to him, bringing a slight smile to the other’s face.
“I’d like that.”
L offered his own version of a smile before immersing himself back into his paperwork. He was quiet for a while until they pulled into the hotel parking lot at the rear entrance.
“We’ll go up from here, and the doctor will be waiting for you.”
The detective bit back a quiet laugh at the groan from the wizard. He’d been expecting Harry to be displeased at this requirement, and the other hadn’t failed to show his reluctance to meet with her.
“Damn it,” the wizard groaned. He’d hoped L would have forgotten about that one. Apparently, that was a stupid thing to hope for considering the man beside him was a genius that made Hermione look dumber than dirt.
Watari heard the conversation and chuckled, knowing his charge was getting a lot of amusement from Harry’s reactions to this. Knowing L as he did, the inventor was very much aware of the fact that the sugar addicted man was highly curious about the Lord’s history and why the man was showing signs of past abuse.
“No, we’ve not forgotten about it,” he told him as they walked in through the back entry of the hotel. “We need to make sure we know how to treat you if you should become ill or harmed. I’m glad to get this over with so that you can focus on what you need to do afterwards.”
“Yeah, set up a library and deal with a hyperactive house elf,” Harry said, shaking his head. “If you’ll have the room cleared away for me, I can do that after the exam.”
Watari nodded. “I took the liberty of reserving the penthouse, which has enough bedrooms for all of us as well as dedicated areas for research and work. It should be enough for what we need.”
The group entered the elevator with the older male punching in the buttons needed.
“The doctor is on the floor under ours for the time being. We’ll drop you off there and then expect you up at the penthouse after you’ve finished with your physical,” the elderly caretaker told him.
“Right,” Harry muttered, then winced after the lift stopped on the appropriate floor.
“She’s in room 1172,” Watari informed him. “Just knock and she’ll let you in.”
“Fantastic,” he said with a soft sigh, mustering up his courage before stepping out into the hallway. The wizard heard the elevator close behind him and for a moment, the young man pouted before mustering up his courage.
He would find a way to get even with L and Watari for making him do this. Somehow, he would make sure they knew just how unhappy he was with this little side trip. He wasn’t the son and godson of a Marauder for nothing.
Author’s End Note - I wonder what he’ll do to get even with L and Watari. I couldn’t help the idea of some possible light hearted moments to make things flow easier when the story will get darker. Nothing that’ll disrupt the story but enough to keep people from getting too dragged down too. Anyway, thank you to all of you who put my story on alert and took the time to review. I really cherish the reviews and take inspiration from them. Thank you for reading, and I’ll see you all in the next chapter!
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