Detective Inspector Sirius Black was bored. His last five cases were all regular accidents or things of the like, nothing that needed real investigation. Not that he wanted people to be murdered or butchered; he just wanted a bit of liveliness. His partner James Potter felt the same. He use to love coming to work to escape the wedding planning induced rages that plagued his fiancée but now he would have been happy to go home if it meant some excitement plus the angry sex was great.

"Enough sittin' around twiddling yer thumbs boy," said a harsh Irish voice from the DCI's office.

DCI Alistair Moody was one of the best police officers in London but people gave him a wide berth on account of his slight insanity. The first time Sirius and James met and saw that he had a glass eye they decided to call him Mad Eye Moody. If Moody wasn't so fond of them he would have killed them.

"What's up Mad Eye?" Asked Sirius, setting his rubix cube on the table.

"A body was pulled out of the Thames this morning. I want you two down there in two minutes or you are going to be doing paperwork until Christmas.

That made the two police officers jump into action. Moody gave them the location and they were off like a shot. On their way they discussed the new forensic investigator that was going to be joining their consultancy department. Apparently he had previously been a neuro surgeon and had to quit for some undisclosed reason.

"I bet he is an old guy in his fifties whose mid-life told him he needed to 'start a fresh' and 'make a change'," mumbled Sirius from the passenger seat.

James chuckled, "I agree, I mean who quits their job as a neuro surgeon to work with our lot?"

"A mental person, that's who."

James was a good driver; he managed to get them there in practically no time at all. There was no way they were doing paper work until Santa came to town. Sure they were rather bored with a lot of routine cases but the amount of paper work they had to do know them was taxing enough.

The uniformed officers were already on the scene and the area was cordoned off. The two officers showed the police woman guarding the 'keep clear' tape, their badges and she lifted the barrier for them. Not that tape did a very good job of keeping people out.

"What's the story here?" Asked Sirius.

"Well sir," said a uniformed policeman the two senior officers knew as Peter Pettigrew. They went for a drink with him a couple of times. He was ok, a little too in awe of James Sirius thought, it was annoying. "A tourist boat was passing by and a little girl spotted him floating around so the captain called the station and we fished him out naught but an hour ago."

"Hm," said James. "Poor bugger. Does he have any I.D?"

"That's just the thing Sir, he has several. His driver's license says Thomas Meyer, his credit card says Stuart Kirkwood and he also has a gym membership and library card that has two different names on it."

Sirius and James exchanged a smile with each other. Maybe now things would start to get interesting. Sirius put his hands in his pockets (as was protocol when approaching a dead body so as not to tamper with any evidence) and stooped down to get a closer look. The man was young, around he and James' age of 26, wearing jeans, a t-shirt and a brown jacket. He was lying on his front with an exit would in the back of his head.

Sirius looked up towards his partner. "Think our boy saw it coming?" he asked.

"Probably," said a new voice that sounded gentle and smooth like liquid chocolate. Sirius turned around to see a slim, mousey haired man wearing white surgical gloves, looking at the body. His head was downcast so his face couldn't be seen but Sirius would have been happy just to listen to him talk. "Even though there are no defensive wounds the shot was fired at extremely close range and the bullet made a clean straight line through the skull so there was no attempt to get away. I'm guessing that this man knew his killer and was rather stunned when they pulled a gun on him.

Sirius and James looked at the new comer. "Sorry I don't think we've met," said Sirius.

The man stood up in one slow, smooth motion still looking at the body to make sure he hadn't missed anything, then he lifted his head and looked the two officers in the eye and said, removing his gloves, "No I don't think we have," he held his hand out to shake. "Remus Lupin, nice to meet you. I'm the new forensic investigator."

James and Sirius were rather stunned. This guy wasn't at all what they expected; he was about their age with a face that was rather gentle looking despite the pale scar that ran across it. His eyes were a funny colour; it was almost as if they were gold like a wolf's and they had a rather sad look about them. He was taller than Sirius but not as tall as James. Sirius would have stood there and stared at the man for a rather time if his partner hadn't shook the man's hand and said, "D.I. James Potter, this is D.I. Sirius Black."

"Pleased to meet you," he said politely and then went back to looking at the body. "Any identification?"

"More than one, that's the problem."

"Hm, interesting."

"Hm, interesting," said Sirius. "Is that all you can say."

Lupin looked up at Sirius with intense golden eyes, "No, I can also say that this man is probably a labourer."

"How do you know that?" Asked James.

"The calluses on his hands."

James was impressed; apparently this guy knew his stuff. Sirius was too busy staring at the man to give off any reaction. James smiled to himself. He didn't see that look on his best friend's face often but he knew it when he saw it. He and Sirius had been the best of friends since they started at the police academy and he knew when Sirius was interested in someone. James being straight didn't really see the appeal in Remus but he supposed that to a woman or a gay man he was not bad looking. Not as good looking as Sirius whom he had heard being described as a heart throb by every girl he had met including his fiancée. The woman in question wasn't very fond of Sirius, he was a 'bad influence' in her opinion but he was gorgeous with his shoulder length black hair surrounding aristocratic features and stormy grey eyes.

Lupin went over to talk to some of the uniformed officers, getting all the information he could for the investigation all the while thinking that he would never be able to build his life back up now that he had lost his job but this new one wouldn't be so bad. The job was interesting and no doubt with Potter and Black around, things would never get dull.