I don't own Harry Potter (hereafter refereed to as "HP"), Ranma 1/2, or KHR! I also don't own the Holmes brothers!

Quick Note: So, this is the beginning of the new fic! The third in my "W" Series! I'm excited and I know a few of you are too! So, before we get into it, I'd like to thank you: my readers, followers, and reviewers for sticking with me this far! I'm not sure how this will turn out, but hey, that's the fun of it!

To those of you who are reading this fic, and haven't read the two other fics that came before this:

1. I like to leave little notes for my awesome reviewers before I start the chapter.

2. These reviewers for this chapter are from my last chapter in the second part of this series called "Wrecking the Wrecking Crew."

3. If you want to start at the beginning of this series, start with "Waking Up Nana."

4. I am spelling Takeshi as "Takashi" because I prefer the meaning of the name. It will not change.

5. Squallo is still unaccounted for.

Lorelei evans: Yes! Sirius Black will be in the story! Actually, he's one of my favorite characters in HP; unless you're talking Fantastic Beasts, then it's Newt Scamander... Not sure if Newt'll be in it or just honorably mentioned at some point.

bebepantheon: I'm glad you're enjoying it! And WOW! You've read everything four times?! I never thought I had the ability to write anything that would have any reader do that. I'm really flattered, and amazed by you.

D C JoKeR H S: Hey to my friend across the pond! Thanks for sticking with me through all of this! Hope I can live up to your expectations, and it stays just as fun and chaotic. ;)

foxchick1: You got it on the nose, first try! And without further ado, let's find out the reason why Xanxus, Mammon/Viper, & Levi are stuck in Azkaban with Sirius Black!

Prison Break

"Who are you again, mutt?" Mammon/Viper raised an annoyed eyebrow.

"Black. Sirius Black. Falsely accused without a trial, and prisoner of this lovely little summering place we call Azkaban," the convict smirked. "And you, bright-eyes?"

"Call me Viper. Now, do you really need our backstory for you to get us out of this hell hole?" Viper cut his eyes at Sirius.

"There may be something that could help our escape. So, any info you give me, could give us better odds..." Sirius shrugged. "Otherwise, it's all up to Lady Luck!"

"Dog-trash, I'm the leader of an assassination group. Xanxus of the Varia."

"Viper, an information broker/assassin, and he's Leviathan, bodyguard/assassin," Viper sneered. "But you can just call him Levi or chopped liver."

"Don't take it too seriously, Levi, but that's exactly what you'll be if the Dementors come back for you. I take it you guys aren't wizards?" Sirius asked curiously.

Levi let out a whimper.

"Dog-trash, you've lost your mind!" Xanxus glowered at the man that he'd seen transform into a dog.

"Hear me out, if you're assassins, how'd you get caught? I mean... the Wizarding World isn't exactly the smartest bunch of inbred idiots," Sirius shrugged with a snort.

"I was taken by surprise," Viper glared at Sirius. "These idiots came looking for me."

"I see... Someone's coming. Time to put on your acting faces," Sirius twitched, before hunching forward and acting like he was out of it, slightly.

Footsteps tapped down the hall as three people made their way down the corridor of Azkaban. It wasn't until they were closer that Xanxus and Viper heard the footsteps that Sirius had spoken of. He'd mentioned wizards... but what did that mean for an assassin?

"Ah, Black. Still alive, I see. You'll be glad to know that Mr. Potter is alive and well, despite your... attempt on his life that killed his parents," a fat bureaucrat sniffed in contempt.

"Hem! Hem! You will speak to your superiors when spoken to, Black!" A pink... toad?

Xanxus stared discreetly at the woman in slightly disgusted awe. How was someone able to breed this... creature?

"Go hang yourself, you ugly crone," Sirius snarled.

"Well I never! I will meet you back at the entrance, Minister," the pink toad woman huffed and trotted away from them.

"That was uncalled for, Black," the Minister glared at him. "Now, I bet that you think that your accommodations are getting smaller, what with your new roommate. But we needed to clean out an older cell for him. After all, he violated the Statute of Secrecy and was in the process of threatening one of the higher members of society... He's lucky that Mr. Malfoy didn't ask for him to receive the kiss."

"So, Fudgey, why did you put those other two in here?" Sirius asked curiously.

"Still sane, I see? Well, the big one tried to burn Mr. Malfoy with an elemental spell, after Mr. Malfoy had been accosted by your cellmate. Now, the purple one... He resisted any attempts of the aurors to erase his mind. He's clearly a muggle, and the fact that he continued to attempt to enter the Alley was... not conducive for his well being," Fudge shrugged, shuffling around a newspaper that he had in his hands. He never noticed that Sirius was watching the newspaper, or that the auror guard that had been with him, had gone with his assistant, Delores.

"So, you still claim Malfoy as part of your higher society? Whatever is the Wizarding World coming to?" Sirius clucked.

"What is the...!" Fudge puffed up, "Why you! You...! I'll show you what the Ministry is doing for the Wizarding World!" Fudge threw the newspaper at Sirius Black, "Read that, if you can! You illiterate plebeian!"

And with that, Minister Fudge of the Wizarding World turned on his heel and marched back out of Azkaban.

"You get what you wanted, mutt?" Viper questioned in annoyance.

"Actually, I did. This will give us a lot more information at exactly what's going on in the Wizarding World, or not. You have to read between the lines, since the Ministry has more control of the news than they should," Sirius frowned as he flipped through the paper, only to stare in shock. "It can't be."

"What has you so startled, mutt?" Viper's annoyed voice came through the wall.

"He's still alive... That damn rat!" Sirius' eyes glowed a familiar shade of purple, that caught Xanxus' eye.

"What's your story, dog-trash?" Xanxus was taking a new interest in his cell partner... If he was what he thought... This could work out well for him.

The newly wed Yamamoto Tsuyoshi and Yamamoto Nana, along with their brood of children (adopted & not): Chrome, Mukuro, Tsuna, Takashi, Ken, Chikusa, Fuuta, Lambo, Ryoga and Basil, were enjoying their family trip to England. Kyoya, Mai, Fon, and I-Pin were tagging along, as were: Kuno Kodaichi & Tatewaki, Saotome Ranma, Nodoka, & Ukyo, Sasagawa Ryohei & Kyoko, Shampoo, Mousse, & Cologne, Gokudera Bianchi & Hayato, Tendo Akane & Nabiki, Reborn aka Sinclair Renato, Skull, Colonello, and Dr. Shamal.

The flight wasn't the shortest, but at least they were able to use the Varia jet to meet up with Belphegor & Lussuria of the Varia, and Nonna (aka Daniella Vongola) at Heathrow airport.

However, it was Lal Mirch that beat them there. She had multiple cars ready for them and as soon as they gathered all of their luggage, traipsed through the crowds, almost loosing Lambo and I-Pin once or twice in the crowd, they headed to said cars and off to the hotel Lal Mirch had rented out for them.

"Lal, any word on Xan?" Nana asked hopefully.

"None. I was able to go through some CCTV footage, with thanks to a colleague, but it was tricky. It appears that he vanished somewhere on Charing Cross Road. I managed to get that much before the picture fizzled out. Apparently, my colleague said that it happens quite regularly, and not to worry about it, as he's also investigating it. However, he made sure that I informed him that all of you were coming. What I did see on the camera also showed that Squallo wasn't with them. He was over near Godric's Hollow when he vanished or was taken. I've seen a few scorch marks that could be Flames in the area, but it appears that they just vanished," Lal informed her friend.

"I see. So, we should go exploring these areas ourselves, in a large group, you think? Or smaller?" Nana asked curiously.

"Larger. Six to eight. It's less likely that we will be taken in the same manner, if this happens," Lal agreed. "Viper disappeared around Charing Cross Road, too."

"We'll go there after breakfast, tomorrow morning," Nana told Lal. "We won't rest until we find them, Lal."

"Thank you, Mrs. Yamamoto," Lal teased.

"Watch it, Lal. I have a feeling that I'll be calling you Mrs. Viper, soon enough," Nana teased back, gently.

"I hope so," Lal sighed. "I almost missed the footage, but for my colleague. That man is a genius, but he's a bit scary..."

"He wouldn't happen to be a Holmes, would he?" a younger girl asked curiously.

"How did you know?" Lal frowned at the younger girl.

"He's one of my contacts. I'm Tendo Nabiki."

"Lal Mirch. You ever meet the paranoid bastard?"

"No, but I met his brother, Sherlock, when he was traveling," Nabiki shrugged. "He's more fun."

"Nabiki, we'd best get to bed. Early morning, and all..." Nana smiled gently at the young information broker.

"Very well. Good night to you both," Nabiki bowed and headed to her shared room with Akane.

"Night Nabs," Nana smiled. "See you in the morning, Lal. We'll find him, I promise."

"I hope so," Lal sighed tiredly.