Disclaimer- I don't own Harry Potter or CSI Miami, I don't make any money off these stories.
Harry had moved to Miami five years after the war, his file was classified, sealed never to be opened again if he had anything to say about it. He was also a part of RED, (retired and extremely dangerous) he had been shocked to find that he was apart of that. But he shrugged it off like everything else in his life, everything had been planned everything had been dictated for him and now he was free doing what he wanted.
It felt strange to be free after years of been trained to be a weapon, to be a killer. Something that wasn't in his design or in his code, in the end he had killed Voldemort not for everyone else but for himself. They two knew that he would never leave Harry alone unless he was dead, after Voldemort was dead everyone wanted a piece of Harry Potter. All Harry wanted to do was rest and relax yet that didn't seem to happen, so here he was in self imposed exile to him it seemed like the better option rather than been the ministry's lap dog.
It had taken Harry a few days to get everything sorted out and had moved over to Miami, but now standing under the sun enjoying the rays hitting his skin he felt at peace, at home.
Looking at his house Harry smiled, it was rather large to him. But then any thing that held more than one bedroom and a bathroom was large, he liked things small and modest. Yet this time he had went for space rather than his own comfort, and it had paid off. Harry didn't feel confined in his own home.
Walking down the path he came to his own little corner of paradise, it was a small part of the beach but it was nice and secluded. No one would start walking around on it, no one to disturb Harry just as he wanted it.
As Harry walked along the beach he frowned he would need to do something, he couldn't hide away in his house his whole life. He needed to be out and meet people, yet he couldn't bring himself to leave his sanctuary just yet.
Walking back to his house Harry closed the door and activated the alarm system before going to bed, the time difference was killing him and so was the jet lag.
Knocking on the door awoke Harry the next day, stumbling around he put on his dressing gown a gift from Angela who had moved to Italy. Stumbling down the stairs he disabled the alarm and opened the door, blinking several times he tried to see but the harsh sunlight hurt his eyes. Closing his eyes he opened them again only to come face to face with a group of people, looking at the group he asked
"How may I help you?"
Harry watched as the red haired man took of his sunglasses and looked directly at him before asking
"Are you the owner of the house?"
Harry frowned something was going on here, nodding his head he replied
"Indeed I am Harry Potter how may I help you?"
Horatio looked at Harry and spoke
"Mr. Potter I am Lieutenant Caine with Miami crime lab, we would like to ask you some questions."
Harry opened the door wider and gestured for them to come inside, closing the door he looked at the group
"How can I help?"
Harry flopped down onto his couch and rubbed the bridge of his nose, it felt weird that he no longer wore any glasses. He was rather attached to them, yet they were art of his old life and had to go.
While he was doing this he didn't notice the looks he was receiving from Horatio, the man's eyes were heated as they roamed over his body. Looking at the young man Horatio spoke
"We found a body on the beach near your house and were wondering if you had seen anything last night."
Harry paled at the mention of a body and rubbed his eyes tiredly
"Hardly I was dead to the world, jet lag and a time difference will do that to someone."
Harry leaned back as Eric asked
"Just moved here?"
Harry snorted
"Yeah yesterday, came in looked around walked to the beach. Came back in and fell asleep. Like I said jet lag is a bitch."
several of the people snorted, Harry stood up and wobbled on his feet for a few seconds before walking out and coming back in holding a tape
"I may not have seen anything but my cameras might of, I am paranoid as hell. Had cameras installed all over the place."
Harry passed the tapes to Horatio and felt his fingers brush against the older man's but didn't say anything looking at the group he asked
"Anything else?"
Horatio shook his head and said
"We will contact you if we need you again, Mr. Potter we also ask that you don't go anywhere."
Harry nodded his head, and lead them to the door after showing them out Harry walked back to his couch and fell face down onto it while mumbling
"Why the hell is it always me?"
~~~~~~Crime Lab~~~~~
At the crime lab everything was going smoothly or as smoothly as a murder could go, Eric and Tim had sat and watched the tape that they had been given and so far it had showed the owner had done what he had said. As they watched the tapes Eric turned to Tim and asked
"Reckon H will ask the owner out?"
Tim snorted
"First chance he gets, I bet twenty he asks before the month is up."
Eric smirked
"I bet thirty that he asks him out and gets a date before the month is up."
the two men shook hands before going back to watching the video, after a few more moments Tim turns to Eric and says
"Did you see that?"
Eric frowned and rewound the tape before pausing it and zooming in, as Eric began to clear up the picture they caught sight of a tall muscular man walking towards the beach that was close to Harry's house. Try as hard as they could they couldn't get a good look at the persons face, sighing the two stood up and walked out of the room in search of Horatio to tell him the news.
Horatio was sat in his office, thinking over the owner and what he would like to do to him. The things that he would do if he had been given a chance, and he was sure that if he played his cards right he would be given a chance. One chance was all he was asking. Looking over his office he frowned, he still had paperwork to do silently groaning Horatio doubted that criminals had to do this much paperwork, but it was the price to pay when been a good guy. Sometimes the paperwork was enough to make him turn to a criminal life style, only sometimes.
So when Eric and Tim came barrelling into his room he breathed a silent sigh of relief, no paperwork! Looking at the two he raised a eyebrow
"What has you so excited?"
Eric held the photo out to Horatio and spoke
"The cameras that Mr. Potter gave us were a god send, we were able to get a picture of the man and then the car."
Tim passed a picture of the car to Horatio
"We also managed to get a licence plate, it was a rental. But the name given was a fake so no leads on that end."
Horatio nodded his head and looked at the pictures, a pause causes him to look up as Eric explains
"We think that they might be after Mr. Potter, we have found on the tape that was given to us that the house was checked out weeks before Mr. Potter moved to Miami."
Horatio looked at the two
"If the target is indeed Mr. Potter then why would they dump a body on his property?"
Tim looked at Horatio and spoke
"We think that they dumped the body there as a distraction, while we were investigating the murder they could go in and snatch Mr. Potter or kill him."
Horatio nodded his head, at the moment it looked like that was the case. Someone was trying to kill a innocent man that had just moved into Miami, therefore putting him under Horatio's watch. With these new thoughts the group quickly made their way to Horatio's hummer and jumped in with the sirens blaring away, they sped to Harry's house hoping that they weren't too late.
~~~~~~~With Harry~~~~~~
Shortly after the group had left Harry had tried to go back to sleep but found that he couldn't, his thoughts were troubled. Sitting up Harry fell off his bed face first and groaned, sitting up Harry stretched and stood up walking down the stairs he finally made it to the kitchen were he began to make a cup of tea, looking around his kitchen he frowned he felt like someone was watching him and not in the good kind. Looking up he caught sight of something in the mirror, making sure that whoever was watching him couldn't see what he was doing Harry drew his combat knife from his trouser leg and threw it through the glass.
Knowing that he had hit his target, the bullets began to pour in through his house, vases shattered, the fish tank exploded. Rolling onto his stomach he crawled to the dining room table and pulled out his two guns making sure that they were loaded he crawled to the wall and shot several times through the window. Hearing someone grunt Harry knew that he had found his target, running back he tipped the table over and used it as a make shift cover. Making sure that he was covered enough Harry pulled off his boots and pulled out the combat knifes from each boot, right now he was very glad that 'Mad' eye Moody had made him paranoid so much. Throwing the first knife it hit the mark not giving time pause he threw the second one not really caring about the mark.
Soon it was quiet, not knowing if it was safe or not Harry grabbed a piece of mirror and looked out of the window with it, sure enough the area was clear and safe to leave. Standing up Harry cracked his back and began to walk to his front door mentally moaning in pain, it had been a nice door a very nice door indeed and now it was ruined.
Sitting down on his front steps he light a cigarette and began to smoke, and waited until someone turned up.
It would be not even ten minutes later when the group from this morning turned up, sending them all a weary smile he looked at them
"I am going to say the body was a distraction and the real target was me the whole time."
the group survived the damage that had been done to the house and to the people that were outside, Horatio turned to Harry and asked
"Your work?"
Harry shrugged
"I am ex-black ops and special ops."
the group just stared, and stared some more as Eric cleared his throat
"So you have no idea who could want you dead?"
Harry gave a bitter laugh
"I have a fair idea, but then again there are hundreds of people that could want revenge on me."
Horatio looked at Harry and asked
"Do you have somewhere else to stay?"
Harry nodded his head
"Yeah a little ways away from this one, if I set off now I should make good time to get there."
with that Harry walked back into the ruins of his house picked up his bag and walked past the stunned group before they could move.