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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 am beyond excited by the level of feedback I received for the last chapter. You guys completely blew me away, and I am so very thankful for the reviews I was given. It seems the chapter was a hit and boy, did I get some great suggestions for possible future ideas.
I’m actually going to be addressing one of the plot holes found in Rowling’s tale of Harry Potter, which has bothered me from the first book onward. It won’t be in too much detail in this chapter, unless the muse pushes otherwise, but it will be addressed on several occasions through the story.
Disclaimer - I do not own Death Note or Harry Potter. I make no money from this plot and simply write it for the betterment of my writing skills as well as the enjoyment of my readers.
Chapter Six - Exams and Introductions
The doctor reminded him a bit of a softer Poppy Pomfrey, he mused as the door opened to reveal a middle aged woman with gentle blue eyes and graying dark hair. She had the same warm, caring air that the Hogwart’s medi-witch had, and that helped to ease Harry’s nerves just a little bit.
“You must be Orion Evans,” she said with a warm smile. “I’m Dr. Whitmore, physician on call to L.”
“Hello, doctor,” he answered back, stepping into the suite when she opened the door wider to allow him in.
“This shouldn’t be too painful,” the doctor teased slightly, closing the door after him. “What I’d like to do is get a urine and blood sample from you before we begin the exam. I’m aware of your talents, Mr. Evans, and have to ask that you keep your wand on the counter there. It’ll be safe there, I promise.”
Harry looked a bit uncomfortable at the thought of his wand being away from him, and she was quick to notice his discomfort.
“I mean you no harm, Mr. Evans, but I am aware that there is a distinct possibility that you do not wish to be here. Watari informed me that you were very much ill at ease with Ryuuzaki’s request in regards to having a full physical done. Though I am a muggle, I’ve been trained with the healers of your world and am very much aware of what a wand can do.”
Well, there went the idea of using any type of charm to make her believe he’d gone through the exam. Harry had been debating on which one he could use that wouldn’t give away that he’d cast spells to get out of this. It seemed he had been outfoxed at his own game before he could even get that started.
With a deep sigh, he unfastened his wand holster and set it on the counter in a position that would keep the wand in plain sight the entire time.
“Right, after you’ve finished providing the urine sample, you’ll find a medical gown waiting for you. If you’ll change into that please,” she said, gesturing him towards a bathroom.
A short time later, he’d provided the sample and had changed into the drafty gown that the medical profession in the Muggle world seemed to believe was appropriate for patients. It seemed a bit ridiculous to him and very embarrassing to boot. Harry didn’t like having his backside exposed for the world to see.
“There you are,” she commented, then patted the exam table that was lined with paper to keep it sanitary. “Hop up here, and I’ll get the blood drawn first.”
The wizard sighed, then hopped up onto the table. He barely bit back a yelp when his butt made contact with the cold paper and leather. The doctor heard the soft exclamation and gave him a sympathetic smile.
“Sorry about that. It’s difficult to keep things sterile when it’s warm in here,” she told him, making him nod.
“I understand. Just not the most comfortable thing to sit on when it’s this cold,” Harry answered with a rueful grin.
Dr. Whitmore gave a soft laugh at that as she pointed out something he hadn’t thought of before. Most men hadn’t really, and it made sense to the wizard when she verbalized her next point.
“Be grateful it’s just your backside. Women have to lay full bodied on it for well women exams. You think you’re cold? You should try one of those.”
Harry shuddered at the thought, not liking the idea of being so completely exposed in this cold room. He didn’t think he could handle such a thing and counted that as yet another mark as to why women were definitely equal to men, though some wizards didn’t quite believe it yet. Being friends with Hermione and Luna had only emphasized that witches were just as capable and strong as their wizard counterparts.
“No thank you,” he murmured, making the doctor laugh harder.
“All right then, let’s get this going so we can get you out of this room, shall we?”
With that, Harry underwent several hours of grueling tests, performing as best as he could on each one as the doctor observed him and made notes. He had no idea what she was looking for, truthfully, and could only hope that nothing was seriously wrong.
Dr. Whitmore was gentle but thorough throughout the exam. The notes were set down in a tablet that was out of her patient’s eye line. Once done, she took a step back and washed her hands before picking up her notes.
“We’re done. I’ll have some diet recommendations after your blood work is back,” she told him, looking at him with an expression that told the wizard that she wasn’t too pleased with the results she’d seen so far. “Once the results are in, we’ll have a sit down to discuss everything.”
Harry nodded, brushing the dark hair from his face. He had a feeling he wouldn’t like the results once she had them, but he’d face this as he had everything else.
“All right, doctor. Thank you for your time,” he said politely, making her smile at him.
“You’re quite welcome. Now dress and see what Ryuuzaki has waiting for you to do. Knowing him, I’m sure he’s got quite a list.”
Harry nodded, heading towards the bathroom to change back into his clothing. Once dressed, he went back out and picked up his wand. The holster was soon bound to his left wrist, giving him a sense of comfort. There was one thing the green eyed male hated and that was to feel vulnerable, which being without his wand made him feel.
Once ready, he left the suite and headed up to the penthouse level where he knew Watari and Ryuuzaki would be waiting. The elevator ride was short, thankfully, and soon he emerged into the large suite that had been reserved by the older male.
“I see you made it safe and sound through the exam,” was the greeting from the all too cheerful inventor.
“Barely,” the lord grumbled with a rather grumpy expression on his face. “I swear healers are sadistic vampires. They’re never content with one vial of blood; it’s always got to be more.”
“Well, I suppose they have to be in order to ensure we’re in good health and the like,” he said, gesturing for Harry to follow him.
Watari led him into a tastefully decorated bedroom with its own bathroom attached. It was done in soft shades of green, which the wizard appreciated as it was rather soothing.
“This will be your room for the time we’re in the hotel,” he told the younger male. “Mine is across the living area and L’s is beside you. Word of warning, L doesn’t sleep much so don’t be surprised if you catch him working at odd hours of the night.”
“He’s an insomniac?” Harry looked startled by that and realized that he shouldn’t have been really. L had dark smudges beneath his eyes that was a sign of the little sleep the detective got. There were times when the wizard had the same signs due to his frequent nightmares.
“Yes, he is. He’s not been one to sleep regularly since he came into my care. I just let him rest when sleep overtakes him and try not to wake him unless it’s important,” the older man answered, watching as Harry set his messenger bag down at a small table against the wall.
“Have you given thought to speaking with a medi-witch or wizard? There’s potions that can be given to muggles to help with sleep,” he said softly. “They work rather well.”
“I’ve suggested it, but he can be a bit stubborn. I may insist on it later once the case has finished,” the caretaker answered. “I don’t like the not sleeping problem as the human body needs it.”
“Let me know, and I can bring in a trusted healer. I’ve issues with insomnia myself at times and have a potion created at the strengths I need to help me sleep when it gets bad,” he told him.
“Thank you,” Watari told him and Harry just smiled at him, kicking his shoes off and setting them beneath the table for now.
“You’re most welcome. Now, where am I to get my books set up?”
“Follow me,” the elder said and led Harry to a room adjacent to Watari’s room. It was small but workable.
“This will do,” the wizard murmured. “I just need to expand it in here, and there will be room for the shelves and things I need to set up.”
“Before you get to that, L would like you to go over the electronics we have in order to make sure they’re safe from your spell casting.”
The wizard nodded, giving him a wide smile. It was a fairly easy set of charms that would protect the modern technology from the odd effect magic had on it.
“Not a problem, Watari. Is everything in the living area?”
“For the moment, yes. Afterwards, I can get the rest set up before I have to head to the ICPO meeting.”
“All right then,” the younger male said with a grin. “Let me get that done so I can get my things set up as well.”
The two headed into the living room and Harry drew his wand, focusing on the carts of computers and other pieces of equipment that he wasn’t too sure of the identity of at that moment.
Under the watchful eyes of both L and Watari, the charms were cast and the equipment was protected from any magical spikes that would destroy the delicate inner workings of each device.
“All done,” he told the two. “I should introduce you to the friend who will be helping out with the basic chores. Dobby!”
A few moments later, the house elf popped into the space close to where Harry was standing. The little creature bounced excitedly, ears flopping with the movement.
“Dobby is so happy Master Lord Harry summoned Dobby! How can Dobby help?”
Harry smiled, kneeling in front of his small friend. Dobby was unique amongst his kind, and that made him very special to the wizard.
“First off, Dobby, while we’re here in Japan, you’ll want to call me Orion Evans. That’s just in case you’re overheard. Understand?”
Dobby nodded, looking eager to please as he did so.
“Dobby understands, Master Orion, and Dobby will remember.”
The green eyes sparkled at him, very pleased with the elf’s enthusiasm. He knew that his friend would be a good help for the case.
“Good. Now, I want you to meet my coworkers. This is L and Watari. For the future, L is to be addressed as Ryuuzaki.”
The large eyes of the elf took in each figure as his master introduced them, committing the names and faces to memory.
“Ryuuzaki, Watari, this is my friend and house elf, Dobby. Dobby will be helping with the basic chores in order to free up more of Watari’s time. Should either of you need his assistance, just call his name. He’ll hear and come to you to see what it is that is needed. Dobby is very good at not being seen.”
The two men nodded, greeting the small creature who just beamed at them. It was easy to see that the house elf would quickly come to like the ones his master was working with.
“Just call for Dobby and Dobby will take care of what Master’s friends need.”
Harry’s grin just grew wider. It was good that two non-magical people accepted his tiny friend so easily. This was a good sign for the future, he thought to himself.
“Dobby, the room right there is where I need the research library set up. Afterwards, see if Watari needs anything and work out a schedule, all right?”
“Yes, Dobby will, Master Orion sir,” the elf agreed before disappearing.
“Rather excitable little chap, isn’t he?”
The wizard laughed at that, eyes still gleaming with mirth. Watari’s comment really didn’t touch what Dobby could be.
“He can be, yes. Now, while he’s working on that, I’m going to get some security wards set up to ensure no one comes in without our knowing,” he said to them before setting to work. Harry wanted things in place before L’s meeting with the ICPO.
As the wards were woven, he could only hope that the meeting would go well. There was a bit of a knot forming in his stomach despite the levity he’d shown when talking to his old friend. At the moment, all the Master of Death could do was wait to see what would happen next and hope that nothing would go wrong.

Author’s End Note - I have to apologize for the length of time it took me to get this one out. I was ill, then was on vacation. That sort of slowed me down writing wise. For those who have left reviews on fan fiction dot net, I apologize for the lack of responses. I kept trying, but it seems the wonderful site decided to tell me the links were too old and not let me respond at all. I value each review! Thanks to all of you for reading and hope that you’ll enjoy this chapter as much as you have the others!
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