Agents

Two young English men, one black-haired, the other blond ran through the crowded streets of New York. The black-haired young man - Harry Potter looked over his shoulder and saw that the green-suited men were still shoving their way through the crowd after them.

He shouted to Draco Malfoy, his gray-eyed love, over the noise, "Bloody Hell ! Draco those arses are still following us."

Draco quipped back, "Really, Harry ? I never would've known."

Said green-suited men had been pursuing them since they'd seen some dark-brown skinned woman in a red duster disappear, not through apparition, but just disappearing into the phone-booth's phone.

At least, the men had put their guns away before pursuing them. Something caught his eye, there was an alley up ahead. Being wizards, though underage, of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and this doubtlessly was self-defense if they got into that alley without any muggles or normal people around they could protect themselves.

Reached out and grabbed the pale hand, yanking Draco towards the likely garbage-strewn alley as the sun beat down as relentlessly as their pursuers. For a second as they skidded on rocks into the alley, Harry thanked Merlin that it was empty, then mentally cursed because, of course, just like the lightning bolt scar on his fore-head, it wasn't empty like it should have been.

Both Draco and himself stopped, two tall and mainly black-clothed men stood in the alley. The slightly shorter one with black-hair was wearing what looked like a priest's cassock and the taller one with brown-hair wore a black business-suit, both wore black shades over their eyes, so obviously they weren't Death Eater's.

That was the one reason that he and Draco had taken their summer vacation to America - Lord Voldemort who tried to kill him, nearly, every year after murdering his parents when he was little, was based in magical Britian, not muggle America.

Cassock-clad man waved a pale-skinned hand and said in a quiet and warm, but deep voice, "Kids, really Smith, kids ? I didn't think Niobe was serious that the Agents were going after kids now. You two go, shoo, we'll handle them."

Draco ever slightly suspicious of new people, questioned, "We're not kids and how do we know you won't turn us over to them, those...those Agents ?"

Brown-haired Smith replied in a drawling voice that was even deeper than the other's and cold, "Compared to him and even more so compared to me, you are children. The Agents are our enemy even more than yours. They would rather kill and delete us than work with us. Go. Now."

It felt like Smith's last words had been like an imperius curse, compelling them to move past the two men; he pondered Smith's use of the word delete as if either Smith himself or the other were some sort of computer program. Of course, he just had to find out and pulled Draco to a stop when they'd rounded the alley corner. Spared a brief look for Draco's very nicely tousled hair and flushed cheeks before he leaned slightly out.

Cassock man was muttering, "Their coming."

"Not if we stop them first, Neo, they haven't been together nearly as long as we have."

Neo smacked Smith's shoulder, "Stop turning everything into innuendo. Always knew you were too damn sexy for your own good."

A chuckle from Smith, "Thank you my dearest One, you're quite gorgeous yourself."

Huh, so Smith and Neo were like Sirius and Remus ? Just like with his uncle and werewolf ex-teacher he never would have guessed.

His heart pounded in his throat at the sound of the...Agents entering the alley.

One of the Agents gave a monotone exclamation of, "It's the virus !"

The other two Agents said simultaneously, "And the anomaly."

What did those names mean and how in Merlin's name could two unarmed guys take on three who had guns ? Well, as it happened it looked really quite easy for Neo and Smith. He stared awed as Neo pulled off moves he'd only ever seen when his abusive Uncle Vernon Dursley had let him watch old kung-fu movies when he was little after finishing chores. It shocked him when after one of the Agents fell some weird blue electricity swarmed over the man and like some poly-juice potion had just worn off the Agent turned into...an old lady ?

Meanwhile, one of the Agents had disappeared and...when did Smith's twin arrive ? There was only one Agent left and Smith's twin, one-handed, leveled a huge gun then pulled the trigger. He went temporarily deaf from the already huge wave of sound's being amplified by the close walls of the alley.

Watched confused as the three seemed to talk and then walked away as the bodies of one old lady, a man around his and Draco's age and a woman...d-dissolved into shimmering, eerily, bright-green strings, the same color as the Avada Kedavra or killing curse, that in turn disappeared into the ground.

By the time he'd shaken the shock off and run out of the alley back into the street to thank Neo, Smith and Smith's twin for saving them the trio was gone. Harry thought he would never see Neo and Smith again, he was wrong.