Hey guys first fic and I thought that there'd be nothing better than combining two of my favourite things; Harry Potter and Bones. Seriously if you haven't seen this show on Sky ONE or Fox Network then your missing out!
All characters, places and storylines belong to me..........OJ sadly all the praise for creating the wonderful ideas goes to JKR and Hart Hanson :(
Twenty four year old Dr. Hermione Granger, the youngest forensic anthropologist in a century and regarded widely by many as the best in the continental US, entered the terminal building at JFK International airport loaded with luggage and a smile on her face.
'It's good to be back' she thought happily staring out of the nearest window and watched as different aeroplanes took off while others landed next to them.
"Mione!" a familiar voice cried, bringing Hermione out of her thoughts, "It's so good to see you!" The smile on Hermione's face grew once more as she turned around to find a young woman with startling blond hair running up to her.
"Hey Luna" she smiled at the other woman and hugged her tightly, "Anything good happen while I was away?"
"Nah, same-old-same-old" Luna sighed exasperated as she pulled away "The boys have been driving me crazy, as usual. But know your back I won't have to be outnumbered anymore!"
Hermione laughed as she and Luna pushed her luggage towards the exit.
"Are you exhausted? Was Guatemala awful? Was it extremely backward? Did you meet any cute guys there?" Luna rambled excitedly while Hermione just laughed.
"I was literally neck deep in a mass grave, very romantic" replied Hermione sarcastically rolling her eyes at her friends' behaviour.
She had a strange feeling that someone was following them but Luna dragged her out of her thoughts as she started talking about her date tonight.
"So which one?" asked Luna holding up two lipstick tubes "Rosé Red or Peach?"
"Hmmm……."Hermione replied distracted
"Are you even listening to me?" Luna laughed as her best friend looked up with a confused look on her face "Hermione are you ok?"
"Is it me or is some one following us?" She asked turning to her friend, but before Luna could answer a hand grabbed Hermione's shoulder.
"Miss, you'll have to…"the voice began but the owner of the voice had no time to finish that sentence as he was flipped over Hermione's shoulder and landed flat on his back. Suddenly 4 security guards all armed with guns surrounded them.
"Miss, you'll have to show us what's inside the bag" One of the guards said while picking the bag on the top of the trolley.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you." said Luna as the guard just laughed.
"Oh yeh, and why's that? Urgh!"
"Boo" said Hermione calmly as the shocked guard could only stare at the decomposed skull that was lying inside the bag. 30 mins later………..
"So you mean to say that you have permission to carry these human remains into the U.S.A?" the security guard asked Hermione and Luna with a sceptical look on his face.
"Yes, I do Dave." Hermione answered looking at the name badge on his shirt. "I'm Dr. Hermione Granger. I've been in Guatemala for two months identifying victims of genocide. Including him." Hermione said, calmly indicating the skull that was sat in front of them on the table.
"Most people in this situation would be sweating like a pig right about now." The guard replied raising one eyebrow. "Well, for one thing I'm not a pig and do the words Guatemala. Mass Graves. Genocide mean anything to you. How could you possibly scare me after that?" Hermione replied sarcastically.
"You know who doesn't sweat it?" said the guard, ignoring her last comment.
"Sociopaths" said another sat on a desk behind him.
Hermione rolled her eyes at the guards' idiocy and replied, "I'm not a sociopath. I'm an anthropologist."
"And you expect me to believe you?"
"If you don't believe her then you will have to believe me" said a voice from the doorway.
Hermione looked up to see an extremely handsome man with startling green eyes leaning on the door frame.
"Special Agent Harry Potter, FBI" he said showing the security guard his badge. "Bones here helps me in murder cases. Along with Miss. Lovegood of course." He added smiling at the two women, revelling a set of pearly white teeth.
"Don't call me Bones!" Hermione argued.
"She's all yours." the guard answered, standing up from his chair.
"What that's it!" Hermione screamed, rising to her feet as well, "then why did you stop us for?"
"What does it matter your both free to go." said Harry, not looking them in the eye. "Lets just grab your bags and get out of here." He reached over them to grab a few of her bags and headed out the door, Hermione storming after him, hissing like an angry goose. "You set us up didn't you?" Hermione hissed angrily, her legs working almost twice as hard to keep up with his long ones; five foot four Luna had long since given up trying to keep up with the bickering pair and seemed content to flit mercilessly with the guard who was escorting them out. "You got a hold for questioning request from the FBI didn't you?" she asked spinning around to face the guard behind them.
"Um…Well…" The guard said nervously shifting from foot to foot.
She took his stuttering as confirmation and glared at Harry. "Why you…" Hermione began but was interrupted by the door being flung open, revelling a slightly out of breath and sweaty security guard.
"Wait Miss….." The first guard, Dave, called as Hermione turned around to face him.
"You forgot your friend." he glanced at the skull that was hanging limply in the small carry on bag in his left hand.
"Thank you officer." she stiffly replied taking the skull from his grasp and stalked past Harry leaving Luna hurrying after her towards the exit.
"See you next week Harry," called the guard as Harry turned to follow the two women. "The poker games back on."
"Yeh thanks Dave," shouted Harry as Hermione gave him a sharp look, "What?" he asked innocently, "We go way back."
"You did plan all this didn't you?" She asked sternly looking into his sparkling green eyes.
"No I don't know what you mean." he replied but choose to avoid her questioning eyes and opening the car door for the two women.
"Thank you Harry." Luna said as she climbed into the car.
Hermione gave him a questioning look, knowing that he was only trying to get back into her good books.
"Thanks." she said climbing in and sitting next to Luna.
The journey was mostly Harry listening to the two women talk about Hermione's trip and the new cases that Luna has worked on. Harry smiled as he looked in his mirror at them. They were best friends since school and were so close that they were often considered to be sisters. Hermione had wavy brown hair that came to just past her shoulders and had deep chocolaty coloured eyes, that Harry thought he could get lost in forever if he looked for to long. She had a figure that most people would think belong to some sort of supermodel; her body was an assortment of voluptuous curves with two long slender legs underneath that seemed to go on for ever.
Luna on the other hand was a few inches smaller then Hermione and had shoulder length blonde hair. Her sparkling blue eyes were the complete contrast to Hermione's deep chocolate ones. Luna was small and petite compared to Hermione's tall curved body. "That's the best you can do," Hermione said, interrupting his thoughts, "getting a few rent-a-cops to stop us at the airport, and then come in and stage a fake rescue."
"Hey, what's the big deal?" Harry shrugged, "I picked you both up from the airport didn't I. I went through the appropriate channels but your assistant there, he stonewalled me."
"Yes, well after the last case I told Neville never ever to put you through again." Hermione hissed as she sat back into the seat and crossed her arms.
Harry sighed absentmindedly as he ran a hand through the black mess he called his hair while he waited to pull into the Jeffersonian car park.
'How am I going to tell her about the case?' He wondered as he stopped the car and turned around to face the two women. "Welcome home ladies" he said while flashing them a grin. Hermione looked at her home-away-from-home and sighed. She had been away for almost 3 months and she had really missed this place. She had missed her home, her office and her job yes, but most of all she had missed her friends and colleagues. She was so close to her team they were like her family. Luna was like the sister that she never had. They shared everything together even a flat. Luna wasn't a Dr. like the others. She worked on facial reconstruction; basically she puts faces to the names or bodies that are so badly decomposed that not even their closest family would be able to identify them.
Since her parents had abandoned her when she was 15 years old Dr. Albus Dumbledore was like her father figure. He had been head of the Jeffersionian for around 25 years and was the person that had first hired Hermione. His speciality was archaeological and historical remains. Dr. Ronald Weasly, or 'The bug guy' as Luna calls him, and Dr. Neville Longbottom were like the annoying little brothers that Hermione never had. Ron and Luna have a sort of on-off-on relationship going on which obviously is off at the moment, thought Hermione as she looked at her friend. Neville was Hermione's understudy and grad student; He rented a flat with Ron and had an IQ of 187.
The latest addition to the team was Hermione's supervisor, Dr. Ginny Weasley. It is common knowledge that Ginny only got that position due to the fact Hermione was out of the country when Dumbledore had to fill in the position. This however didn't stop Ginny from bossing Hermione and her team around as the two women didn't often see eye to eye. The situation wasn't helped by the fact that due to her past relationship with Harry she felt it necessary to hover around, or as Hermione puts it 'sticks her nose where it really isn't wanted', to try and tempt Harry back into a relationship with her. Okay, so maybe Hermione wasn't that excited to see her but one out of four isn't bad! As Hermione and Luna stepped through the revolving doors they were overcome with the intoxicating smell of lab disinfectant.
"Dr. Granger!" shouted Neville and Ron as they rushed towards her.
"How was Guatemala?"
"Did you find any good cases?"
"Any government cover-ups or conspiracies?"
"Did Agent Potter tell you about the case yet?"
"WAIT - what case?" Hermione asked interrupting the barrage of questions that were thrown at her. When Ron and Neville merely looked uneasily at each other she knew straight away what was going on.
"Potter what part of 'I'm never going to work with you again' didn't you understand?" She said rounding on Harry who had kept a few paces behind them to try and avoid the inevitable.
"I was going to tell you but they didn't give me a chance," He finished glaring at the 'squints' over her shoulder "And I said I was sorry for last time, and besides if you feel that way there are loads of forensic anthropologists who would love to have the chance to work with the FBI."
"Well good luck with finding one then," Hermione retorted a sly grin forming on her face, "The nearest ones in Montreal, parle vous francias?"
"Fine," Harry shrugged, "How about me and you work on this case together as partners?"
"Oh you mean like last time?" Hermione snarled "When you just lorded over us like you were our boss and never took our views on the case seriously!"
"No," Harry said sheepishly as he remembered the last time they had worked together.
"You and your team will have full involvement in the case, and you know how much I value your opinions Bones." He finished his usual cocky grin replacing the sheepish one moments before.
"DON'T CALL ME BONES!!" Hermione screamed as she stormed towards Dr. Albus Dumbledore's Office. "Hey, I'm trying to build bridges her Bones." Harry said running after her.
"I happen to find you very condescending." Hermione replied picking up her pace a little.
"Oh, I'm condescending," Harry snorted, rolling his eyes at her back, "I'm not the one who mentions that they've got a doctorate every 5 seconds."
"That's because I am the one with a doctorate."
"Yeh, well I'm the one with the badge and the gun huh," Harry said stopping just when Hermione had reached the door to Dr. Dumbledore's office. She stopped so suddenly that he almost ran into her back.
Hermione quickly worked out the pros and cons of his offer before saying, "Full participation in the case" she said turning round to face him, "and not just lab work!"
"Sure what ever you say, B…uh…Hermione." Harry replied relieved that she had actually considering it.
"Fine, I've got my meeting with Dr. Dumbledore now so how about I meet you outside in the car in about 10 minutes, ok?" Hermione said slightly shocked that he had called her by her first name. In all the five years, on and off, that they have been working cases together he had only referred to her by Bones or Dr. Granger, which wasn't very often.
"Oh, ok," Harry said shrugging, for some reason he almost looked slightly put out, "I'll wait in the car," and with that he turned on his heel and walked briskly back down the extremely clean and well polished floor towards the exit.
'This is going to be a long week.' Hermione sighed before turning the doorknob leading to Albus Dumbledore's office.
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