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The Greatest Mystery	By : LadyLaran Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > Slash - Male/Male Views: 15225 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 8
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or Death Note nor do I make any money from this tale.

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Author’s Note - On a roll again! I’m really happy with the feedback I’ve gotten so far on this and am using it for fuel to keep on going. The fun part of this story is that I have an excuse to watch Death Note again to keep the basic plot fresh in my mind though it will definitely go AU, not that it hasn’t already. Can you tell I’m having fun with this?
Disclaimer - I do not own Death Note, Harry Potter, or the characters affiliated with either works. I am simply doing this to challenge myself and to settle a bit of a problem I have with some of how it went. I do not make any money from this whatsoever.
Chapter Seven - Getting Set Up
Getting everything set up didn’t take as long as Harry had expected. Watari seemed to have a system in place in regards to getting both electronics and personal items squared away in their proper positions. Having Dobby to help didn’t hurt matters either. The inventor was quick to thank the wizard for allowing the house elf to assist in getting things put up.
The green eyed male looked up from the ‘master list’ book that had been created when his books had been sorted and packed when he heard the words of gratitude from the older male. He smiled warmly at him as he answered.
“It’s not a problem, honestly. Dobby enjoys helping others and given he isn’t as shy as most house elves tend to be with strangers, I figured he’d be perfect to work here. I’d like him to sit with you and work out a schedule in regards to housekeeping and the like he can do to keep the worries off of you.”
“I can certainly do that,” the elderly man answered, feeling relieved to have some help in regards to the daily aspect of keeping L’s surroundings tidy and the detective fed and cared for. “How did you meet Dobby?”
“Funny you should ask that,” the Potter-Black lord said before launching into the story of how Dobby had tried to save him during his second year. Watari took a seat, listening to the tale that Harry had to share. He could only shake his head at parts of it and chuckle at others. Given what he was hearing, life would be interesting with the house elf around. Not that he minded too much really.
“I’m glad he crossed your path. Though, if he’s a free elf, why does he address you as ‘master’ and not by your first name?”
The long haired male leaned back in his seat after putting the book down so he could meet the other man’s gaze.
“To be honest, he asked to be bonded to me after Voldemort fell. Dobby didn’t want to remain at the school and said someone needed to take care of me. He pretty much is my personal elf and is above each of the head elves that take care of the properties I own. I did agree to bond with him but only on the condition that he had one day a week off and was paid as well. I offered the same to each elf on my properties. Some took it, some didn’t.
“Hermione couldn’t pitch a fit with that agreement and helped me come up with a uniform for each house elf to wear. I can’t abide the whole tea towel thing that most elves wear. Shite, I almost forgot. I need to tell Dobby to wear the version without the crests on it in case he is spotted.”
Watari nodded, understanding the concern there. He also approved of Harry’s methods in taking care of those who served him. It was just another sign of how good natured the young man was, and the caretaker was very pleased with the addition of the wizard to the Organization so far.
Dark eyes looked at his watch for a moment before rising from the chair. It was time to head to his meeting, though he usually strolled in about part of the way through in order to pull attention towards himself so that L’s portion of the meeting would have a bit more impact on the members who were also attending.
“Right, I’d best get going. I’ve got tea and snacks out if you get hungry. Dobby pointed out the things you enjoy for nibbling on, and I ensured to have some of those out for you. L won’t touch most of it,” he said with a soft laugh.
“Because they’re not sweet,” the wizard returned with a grin. “Understood. I think I wouldn’t mind trying some of the Japanese cuisine while we’re here. Just so long as it’s not raw. That’s rather off putting.”
Watari chuckled, having heard that sentiment before from past colleagues that he had worked with over the years. He rather enjoyed some types of sushi and indulged when he could.
“I’ll bring some of the samples of sushi I enjoy for you to try. I promise you that they’re not nasty or difficult to swallow. Least this way you can tell your friends that you did try it. I’m certain your friend Hermione would be disappointed if you didn’t make an attempt to sample the sushi while here.”
Ugh, he’d forgotten that point. Hermione would be disappointed if he returned to England and not tried at least some of the sushi. His friend adored sushi and had often tried to tempt him out to various restaurants to try it. His hermit like ways had helped avoid that, but he didn’t have that excuse now.
“Merlin, she’d hex me for sure if I got home and told her that I didn’t try any of it. I was thinking about sampling some of the simpler native dishes that were cooked, but she’s a fiend for Asian food. Sushi is one of her favorites,” he answered with a pout.
“Well, at least you’ll be able to report to her that you did try it. Hopefully, you’ll find something in the samplers I’ll bring that you’ll like and wish to have again at a later date,” Watari said, donning his heavy trench coat. “There’s a few sushi restaurants in England that aren’t too bad. I’ll make recommendations for you later. They’re run by non-magical people so you shouldn’t have to worry about being recognized.”
“That’s an added benefit right there,” the wizard said softly, watching as Watari readied himself for departure. “It’d be nice to get out a bit more if I could avoid the stalkers that don’t want to leave me alone. I’ve tried muggle places before and managed to enjoy it a few times before someone spots me and then I can’t use that place anymore. Bloody annoying,” he griped with a small amount of heat in his voice.
“Having to keep things low key for both L and the Organization, I can only imagine how rough it must be for you,’ he answered, fastening the coat and tying it off. “Are you the only one handling your security arrangements?”
“I do have help from Hermione and Luna,” the dark haired one answered. “Add to that, the properties I own are fairly old and the wards on them are incredibly thick. All I had to arrange was for specific wards to handle mail owl issues. It’s amazing what people try to send through the post these days.”
“It’s the same in the non-magical world as well, unfortunately. I can’t tell you what I’ve seen and heard that’s been shipped through the postal services world wide,” the older man answered as he picked up his hat. “It’s a shame because it’s the innocent ones that wind up paying for it.”
Harry set his book down as he climbed to his feet. He hadn’t heard much about the problems with post in regards to the muggle world as they hadn’t really been printed much in the papers Hermione sent to him daily in order to keep him up to date with things happening in the non-magical world.
“It’s more difficult to regulate the post in the magical world without the use of wards,” the wizard said as he began to walk out of the library with the older man. “I’m glad that the muggle world has found better ways to keep people safe when it comes to mail. I just hope that finding this Kira person will not be too terribly difficult.”
“L never really accepts cases that aren’t interesting and doesn’t present a challenge to him,” the detective’s retainer answered. “In a way, I do understand. A man of his abilities and intelligence needs to be working on things that most people in the police agencies can’t handle. Otherwise, we’d be dealing with a bored L and that isn’t a pretty sight, let me warn you.”
Green eyes widened as he stared up at the taller male. He hadn’t quite reached the point of picturing L outside of the usual focused individual that he’d been around so far. There were signs of a sense of humor but limited as the international detective was really focused on the tasks at hand.
“Is he really that bad?”
The inventor chuckled as he remembered the times L had been allowed to become bored due to the work coming their way being too easy for such a mind as his. It had been interesting, to say the least.
“He can be a handful when not properly stimulated,” he finally answered, settling the hat on his head and picking up the briefcase that contained the special laptop he used for conferences like this. “However, I don’t think he’ll be bored during this case. There’s simply too much to occupy him.”
“Dear Merlin, I hope so. I’m not sure I would know what to do with someone like that,” he muttered, making the older man laugh once again. Harry was a bit flustered that his comments were so amusing to the caretaker.
“Let’s hope that it doesn’t come to that,” Watari told him, then hit the down button to summon the elevator. “I should return in a while. I’m certain L wouldn’t mind company with him while he waits for me to arrive at the meeting.”
“Not a problem,” he told the other. “I need to check through my master list first before starting to work on research. Right now, we’ve not gotten much for me to go on in regards as to how this could be happening. Magic has a wide variety of uses; some have been lost over the years and others developed as well. There’s a lot of ground to cover, and I’m sure L will have things for me to work on as well given I can handle some aspects easier with magic.”
“Right then, I’m off. I’ll see you both later,” he said, stepping onto the elevator when the doors opened.
Harry waved at him and when the doors closed, he went back to his library to pick up the master list before joining L in the main living room. The detective was nibbling on what looked to be some sort of pastry though the wizard didn’t recognize it. Dark eyes looked up to meet green as the other sat in a chair next to the oddly sitting man.
“Watari has left?”
He poured himself a cup of tea as he answered the other’s question, adding some honey and milk before setting a few small sandwiches on his plate.
“Yes, he left just now,” was the soft reply. Harry set the plate and cup in front of him, squirming a bit to get more comfortable in his seat. Once he deemed himself settled, he sipped his tea and gave a sigh of approval.

“The connection should go live in under an hour then,” was the response, followed by the soft sound of chewing. “Things will be very interesting following that.”
“I can only imagine,” Harry answered, flipping open his book and pulled pen and paper to him to make notes of what to get started with for research. “How will this work after you accept the case?”
“I will be working with the police task force, sharing information and the like. They’ll do a lot of the legwork needed for this,” he answered after swallowing his bite of pastry. “Some of the members of the team will most likely leave because of not liking how I work.”
The smaller male paused as he was about to take a sip of his tea, startled by that piece of information. “That can’t be a good thing,” he commented.
L shrugged a bit, stirring more sugar into his tea. He didn’t seem too worried about losing people on the team.
“It’s a good way to weed out those who are there for prestige and curiosity,” the detective answered. “I would prefer to keep a small team of those who are trustworthy rather than a large one that would turn on their teammates for any reason. Given what we are dealing with so far, trust will be an essential factor.”
“True,” the other admitted softly. “We’ve no idea what we’re up against yet and to have a lot of discord wouldn’t be a good thing.”
Shaggy hair fell into a pale face as the genius nodded, voicing his thoughts once again. “Indeed. With a smaller team, it will also be easier to control information if this does indeed turn out to have magic involved. There must be something you have to keep them from talking about what they may learn?”
“There’s a muggle-safe spell and potion combination I can give them that will keep them from discussing anything about the case or about the team,” Harry assured him. “I’ll have to get the potion from Hermione though as I’m rather abysmal at potions. She’ll be able to create what we need once we know how much of it she’ll have to make.”
“That sounds like a logical way to proceed,” L answered, nibbling at a new pastry he’d picked up. “I believe it would be wise to let your friend know of this so she will have the ingredients needed to make this potion.”
“I can let her know tonight; I need to contact her to let her and Luna know I’ve made it safely. They’ll worry about me if I don’t,” he said, speaking of his protective friends. “I should probably find out where the magical areas are here in case I need something. I don’t want to have to send them to get it for me and then Dobby to retrieve it from them. Granted, elf magic is powerful but it can be draining if I ask that of him too often.”
“Will you be allowed into the wizard areas being a foreign visitor?”
Harry nodded, sipping his tea for a moment. Even being a visitor to a country not his own, the fact he had a wand would enable him to enter any magical area. If need be, he would inform the Japanese Ministry of Magic of his presence.
“I should be without a problem. Worse comes to worse, I may have to let the governing body of the magical world here know that I’m visiting and why my presence needs to be hidden. Hopefully, it won’t come to that. I’d rather not risk the chance of my location being leaked out to any of the papers,” he answered with a frown.
“A leak would not be a good thing for the investigation,” the detective pointed out, looking at his companion.
“I know, and that’s why I’m trying to keep things low key. Hermione and Luna have pretty much covered for me before and thanks to them, it should be all right. I just have to make sure to watch who I have contact with if I do have to go into the magical areas,” he picked up another sandwich, looking at it thoughtfully.
L nodded, satisfied with Harry’s answers so far. It was definitely looking promising in regards to bringing him into the Organization. The man was trustworthy and honest that the insomniac could see, and that was a definite plus in his book.
“I believe you have things under control for now. If you find that there may be a problem, I trust you will bring the issue to me and allow me to help resolve the difficulties,” he said quietly, looking at the platter that contained all of the sweets Watari had set out for him. Decisions decisions - which one did he want next?
“That goes without saying,” Harry answered him, nibbling on another quarter of a sandwich. “I’d not leave the team open to any possible security risks without letting you know that there’s a problem to be dealt with.”
Another nod was given as he chose the next dessert to eat. “Good, I am glad to know you will come to me with any issues. If I am busy, Watari is also available. ” He took a bite, chewed and then swallowed. “Now, you have everything arranged in your library to your satisfaction?”
“I do,” the wizard answered, then stopped as a window opened on L’s computer. It seemed the meeting was about to start. He remained quiet, waiting to see how things would proceed. The Master of Death only suspected that life would become more hectic and interesting from here on out. Only time would tell.
Author’s End Note - Dang, this chapter wrote itself fast. I would love to thank HiddenbyFaeries for the wonderful chat today. That inspired me so much, and I really enjoyed it! Thanks to all who have taken the time to read this. I truly hope you enjoyed it! Well, on to write the next chapter. ICPO time next time!
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