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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
18
Views:
18,811
Reviews:
68
Recommended:
1
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
The Answers
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Chapter 06
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The day was like every other, the sky was grey and the promise of rain hung over the city all morning. Sargent Green was doing the most boring job possible at the station, filling out paper work. He hated paper work, but it had to be done sometime, so he did like every other dull job he had to do, all at once getting over with it as soon as possible and not thinking to much about it. That is why he was not very pleased with the interruption.
“Would you repeat that, please?” he asked for the second time to the man in sitting across his desk. He hated those types, old money by the looks of it, moving around like he owned the world, coming down to HIS desk and asking strange questions about some bloke who got fresh with a dame some years ago.
“As I already said, Mr... Green...” said the brunet man while the blond one next to him only smirked.
“Sargent”
“I beg your pardon?”
“I’m Sargent Green” and he better show him some respect now.
“Of course, my mistake, Sargent Green. It’s very important that I see the report on all the rape incidents that took place during this particular period of time.”
“Why?”
“Because, I represent a person who is very interested in the particular details of one of such incidents.”
“Fine, fine, fill out this form in triple and submit it to the front desk, an officer will check the formalities and inform you if you can or can not receive access to the files you desire, than...”
“Oh, for Merlin’s beard!” Shouted the blond one jumping to his feet and pulling a short stick from inside his suit. “IMPERIO” and Sargent Green lost track of the rest of the day. He blinked and it was already night fall and another was officer knocking on his door.
“Green, Aren’t you going home?”
“Oh, my! Look at the time, I tell you, this paper really makes you doze off.” He said getting up to go home and not thinking on the matter anymore. It would be a few months before anyone notice that a few old files were missing never to be found again.
******
Avery and Zabini were sitting at the table in the hotel suite looking through the police files while Malfoy was taking a bath. There were six incidents. One was killed a week later on a robbery, two of the man were caught on the act and did time in jail and one of them was black. That left only two possibilities: Sarah Michaels and Daisy Mckinlay. Both maiden names, not that it would be a problem.
It took them three days to find Sarah Michaels. She was a nice petite lady who lived in a flat not far from the hospital where she had worked as a nurse her whole life. A very nice and lonely lady who had never been a mother in her life. She received them for tea and biscuits and they chatted for a while before they had to go. She though they were really nice man.
*****
Daisy Mckinlay was not her real name. It took them a few days to find that out. She gave the police a false name to avoid any scandals, but her mother had let her name slip in the hospital and they wrote it down. Apparently she was spending a few days with the parents because she had a fight with her husband and was considering not going back, but she went back eventually. It was all very neatly written down in the very neat hospital report the doctors would never notice missing.
She went back because of her unborn child.
It took only a few hours drive in a very comfortable muggle car for them to arrive at the old address written in the file. Where they found a very well kept muggle neighbourhood full of nice old ladies ready to share their afternoon tea with three very polite gentlemen who happen to be looking for an old friend who lived there.
“Oh, of course I remember that family. Lovely family, such good children. It was a shame they moved away, but that’s life. The children grow, they get marry and move away”
“Yes, a terrible shame” said Malfoy “tell me, Mrs. March, you wouldn’t happen to have an address for these children. Would you?” he said with his most charming smile, making the old lady blush a little.
“Oh, I think I just might. Yes, the oldest one gave me her address when Daisy died.” She went to her desk where a few address books where neatly placed in a row. “Yes, here it is. Let me copied down for you. It is not that far, you know, really not that far” she handed a card where she had written the address.
“Thank you, you’re too kind” and they left waiving good bye.
“I’m getting sick of being nice to muggles. We should have the permission to at the very least torture a few of them” growled Avery.
“No, our lord wants this to be as quiet as possible. We already took to many chances with that policeman”
“He was asking for it, I merely oblige” answered Malfoy ironically.
The new address was actually very close by, in a few minutes they pulled up in from of a house. They looked up and down the street with disgust; every house was exactly identical to the others with minor differences in the yards.
“This people are muggles” said Zabini
“Zabini, you do have the most amazing ability to state the obvious” smirked Malfoy.
“Let’s get this over with, if this is the wrong child we just get the address of the others and get out of here” Avery was really and the end of his patience.
They walked up to the house and knocked at the door. They heard steps coming closer and a skinny woman with a face that reminded them of a horse and the longest neck they had ever seen opened the door.
“Hello, may I help you?”
“Hello” Said Malfoy smiling “I’m doctor Malfoy and this are my colleagues Dr. Avery and Dr. Zabini. We are conducting a research on the present condition of a few old patients that have been attended in our hospital and were wondering if we could ask you a few questions?”
She looked at them taking in the expensive clothes and the luxury car parked on the street before she smile stepping aside to let them in.
“Of course. I’ll be glad to help”
The house was spotless clean. It was so unnatural that was almost sickening. They went into the living room where she made them sit on the flowery couches before offering some tea. They refused.
“So, How can I help your research?” she asked with something that should pass as a polite smile on her face.
“Well, we were looking for you mother actually, but we were informed that she passed way” started Zabini.
“Yes, a few years now” she answered not looking too sad about it.
“We are sorry to hear. Would you mind just clearing a few details for us?” asked Avery.
“Well, of course not. What would you like to know?”
“Yes” said Malfoy making a show of opening a fancy leather folder where he begin to write things down “Now, how many children did you mother have?”
“Oh, only two, two girls, me and my younger sister”
“and you both in good health, never any serious illness? anything strange?”
“Of course not” she looked offended “no strangeness in my family”
“I\'m terribly sorry if that came out wrong, I meant no offence” said Malfoy coolly.
“Oh! It\'s alright, I suppose. We just don\'t like strangeness that\'s all.”
“We?” asked Zabini.
“My husband and I. That\'s us on the beach at Majorca with our son. He is 16 now.”
The three man looked at each other. How could they find out what they wanted? This had to be the right family, but this woman and the rest of her family were clearly muggles. If there was really magic in this family it had to be on her sister\'s side.
“Excuse me, Madame” said Zabini looking at the woman with a dazzling smile “We should talk to your sister as well... would it be possible for us to have her address?”
“I\'m afraid not” she said pressing her lips together as if she didn\'t want to talk about it.
“It would be extremely important to our research”
“Well, she passed away almost 15 years ago. She and her husband were on this car crash... really, no need to talk about her. More tea?”
“Oh! Please, allow me” said Malfoy picking up the tea pot before she could and pouring some tea on her cup first, before proceeding to the others.
“Oh! How lovely, Thank you”
Malfoy gave a pointed look to Zabini, who immediately got up and moved closer to the pictures.
“This fine young man is your son, you say? Impossible, Madame, you\'re much too young to have such a grown up man for a son”
The woman giggled at the flirtatious wizard, not noticing Malfoy adding a few drops of a small bottle he dug out of his pockets before handing the cup back to her. Zabini kept talking to her about one picture or another until he notice she losing her grip on the tea cup and her eyes getting unfocused.
“She is ready” he said leading her back to the couch where he began to question her.
“Is your sister really dead?”
“Yes”
“Was your sister a witch?”
“Yes, she was a freak”
“Is anyone else in your family a wizard or a witch?”
“Her son”
“Where is he?”
“I don\'t know, he left, runway”
“Bloody hell” yelled Avery “How can we find him now?”
“I don\'t know, he runway” answered the woman not able to realize the question was rhetorical. Zabini looked ready to punch the woman, so did Avery.
“and do you have any idea where we could go looking for him? Where will he go?” asked Malfoy.
“Yes, He will go to Hogwarts”
“Hogwarts? Is he a student in Hogwarts?” Malfoy was smiling, things were looking up!
“Yes”
“What is his name?”
“Harry, Harry Potter”
The sound of china hitting the floor was the only sound in the living room were the woman was unaware of the three gasping wizards.
Authors notes and answers:
Kiayea: Well, I know what you mean, but don’t worry, there will be a few more surprises on the romance department. Remember: nothing is final yet. I hope you will like it.
Priss368: Hey, I’m happy to “see” you again too. What can I say? We are just beginning to see the true colours and motivations of some people. Stay tuned.
Everybody: Last chapter was my first romance scene ever, that’s why it was so short and naive (but I so shy I can’t promise anything on that department). Hope you all like my fic. Send reviews.
Chapter 06
_________
The day was like every other, the sky was grey and the promise of rain hung over the city all morning. Sargent Green was doing the most boring job possible at the station, filling out paper work. He hated paper work, but it had to be done sometime, so he did like every other dull job he had to do, all at once getting over with it as soon as possible and not thinking to much about it. That is why he was not very pleased with the interruption.
“Would you repeat that, please?” he asked for the second time to the man in sitting across his desk. He hated those types, old money by the looks of it, moving around like he owned the world, coming down to HIS desk and asking strange questions about some bloke who got fresh with a dame some years ago.
“As I already said, Mr... Green...” said the brunet man while the blond one next to him only smirked.
“Sargent”
“I beg your pardon?”
“I’m Sargent Green” and he better show him some respect now.
“Of course, my mistake, Sargent Green. It’s very important that I see the report on all the rape incidents that took place during this particular period of time.”
“Why?”
“Because, I represent a person who is very interested in the particular details of one of such incidents.”
“Fine, fine, fill out this form in triple and submit it to the front desk, an officer will check the formalities and inform you if you can or can not receive access to the files you desire, than...”
“Oh, for Merlin’s beard!” Shouted the blond one jumping to his feet and pulling a short stick from inside his suit. “IMPERIO” and Sargent Green lost track of the rest of the day. He blinked and it was already night fall and another was officer knocking on his door.
“Green, Aren’t you going home?”
“Oh, my! Look at the time, I tell you, this paper really makes you doze off.” He said getting up to go home and not thinking on the matter anymore. It would be a few months before anyone notice that a few old files were missing never to be found again.
******
Avery and Zabini were sitting at the table in the hotel suite looking through the police files while Malfoy was taking a bath. There were six incidents. One was killed a week later on a robbery, two of the man were caught on the act and did time in jail and one of them was black. That left only two possibilities: Sarah Michaels and Daisy Mckinlay. Both maiden names, not that it would be a problem.
It took them three days to find Sarah Michaels. She was a nice petite lady who lived in a flat not far from the hospital where she had worked as a nurse her whole life. A very nice and lonely lady who had never been a mother in her life. She received them for tea and biscuits and they chatted for a while before they had to go. She though they were really nice man.
*****
Daisy Mckinlay was not her real name. It took them a few days to find that out. She gave the police a false name to avoid any scandals, but her mother had let her name slip in the hospital and they wrote it down. Apparently she was spending a few days with the parents because she had a fight with her husband and was considering not going back, but she went back eventually. It was all very neatly written down in the very neat hospital report the doctors would never notice missing.
She went back because of her unborn child.
It took only a few hours drive in a very comfortable muggle car for them to arrive at the old address written in the file. Where they found a very well kept muggle neighbourhood full of nice old ladies ready to share their afternoon tea with three very polite gentlemen who happen to be looking for an old friend who lived there.
“Oh, of course I remember that family. Lovely family, such good children. It was a shame they moved away, but that’s life. The children grow, they get marry and move away”
“Yes, a terrible shame” said Malfoy “tell me, Mrs. March, you wouldn’t happen to have an address for these children. Would you?” he said with his most charming smile, making the old lady blush a little.
“Oh, I think I just might. Yes, the oldest one gave me her address when Daisy died.” She went to her desk where a few address books where neatly placed in a row. “Yes, here it is. Let me copied down for you. It is not that far, you know, really not that far” she handed a card where she had written the address.
“Thank you, you’re too kind” and they left waiving good bye.
“I’m getting sick of being nice to muggles. We should have the permission to at the very least torture a few of them” growled Avery.
“No, our lord wants this to be as quiet as possible. We already took to many chances with that policeman”
“He was asking for it, I merely oblige” answered Malfoy ironically.
The new address was actually very close by, in a few minutes they pulled up in from of a house. They looked up and down the street with disgust; every house was exactly identical to the others with minor differences in the yards.
“This people are muggles” said Zabini
“Zabini, you do have the most amazing ability to state the obvious” smirked Malfoy.
“Let’s get this over with, if this is the wrong child we just get the address of the others and get out of here” Avery was really and the end of his patience.
They walked up to the house and knocked at the door. They heard steps coming closer and a skinny woman with a face that reminded them of a horse and the longest neck they had ever seen opened the door.
“Hello, may I help you?”
“Hello” Said Malfoy smiling “I’m doctor Malfoy and this are my colleagues Dr. Avery and Dr. Zabini. We are conducting a research on the present condition of a few old patients that have been attended in our hospital and were wondering if we could ask you a few questions?”
She looked at them taking in the expensive clothes and the luxury car parked on the street before she smile stepping aside to let them in.
“Of course. I’ll be glad to help”
The house was spotless clean. It was so unnatural that was almost sickening. They went into the living room where she made them sit on the flowery couches before offering some tea. They refused.
“So, How can I help your research?” she asked with something that should pass as a polite smile on her face.
“Well, we were looking for you mother actually, but we were informed that she passed way” started Zabini.
“Yes, a few years now” she answered not looking too sad about it.
“We are sorry to hear. Would you mind just clearing a few details for us?” asked Avery.
“Well, of course not. What would you like to know?”
“Yes” said Malfoy making a show of opening a fancy leather folder where he begin to write things down “Now, how many children did you mother have?”
“Oh, only two, two girls, me and my younger sister”
“and you both in good health, never any serious illness? anything strange?”
“Of course not” she looked offended “no strangeness in my family”
“I\'m terribly sorry if that came out wrong, I meant no offence” said Malfoy coolly.
“Oh! It\'s alright, I suppose. We just don\'t like strangeness that\'s all.”
“We?” asked Zabini.
“My husband and I. That\'s us on the beach at Majorca with our son. He is 16 now.”
The three man looked at each other. How could they find out what they wanted? This had to be the right family, but this woman and the rest of her family were clearly muggles. If there was really magic in this family it had to be on her sister\'s side.
“Excuse me, Madame” said Zabini looking at the woman with a dazzling smile “We should talk to your sister as well... would it be possible for us to have her address?”
“I\'m afraid not” she said pressing her lips together as if she didn\'t want to talk about it.
“It would be extremely important to our research”
“Well, she passed away almost 15 years ago. She and her husband were on this car crash... really, no need to talk about her. More tea?”
“Oh! Please, allow me” said Malfoy picking up the tea pot before she could and pouring some tea on her cup first, before proceeding to the others.
“Oh! How lovely, Thank you”
Malfoy gave a pointed look to Zabini, who immediately got up and moved closer to the pictures.
“This fine young man is your son, you say? Impossible, Madame, you\'re much too young to have such a grown up man for a son”
The woman giggled at the flirtatious wizard, not noticing Malfoy adding a few drops of a small bottle he dug out of his pockets before handing the cup back to her. Zabini kept talking to her about one picture or another until he notice she losing her grip on the tea cup and her eyes getting unfocused.
“She is ready” he said leading her back to the couch where he began to question her.
“Is your sister really dead?”
“Yes”
“Was your sister a witch?”
“Yes, she was a freak”
“Is anyone else in your family a wizard or a witch?”
“Her son”
“Where is he?”
“I don\'t know, he left, runway”
“Bloody hell” yelled Avery “How can we find him now?”
“I don\'t know, he runway” answered the woman not able to realize the question was rhetorical. Zabini looked ready to punch the woman, so did Avery.
“and do you have any idea where we could go looking for him? Where will he go?” asked Malfoy.
“Yes, He will go to Hogwarts”
“Hogwarts? Is he a student in Hogwarts?” Malfoy was smiling, things were looking up!
“Yes”
“What is his name?”
“Harry, Harry Potter”
The sound of china hitting the floor was the only sound in the living room were the woman was unaware of the three gasping wizards.
Authors notes and answers:
Kiayea: Well, I know what you mean, but don’t worry, there will be a few more surprises on the romance department. Remember: nothing is final yet. I hope you will like it.
Priss368: Hey, I’m happy to “see” you again too. What can I say? We are just beginning to see the true colours and motivations of some people. Stay tuned.
Everybody: Last chapter was my first romance scene ever, that’s why it was so short and naive (but I so shy I can’t promise anything on that department). Hope you all like my fic. Send reviews.