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Hi guys! I'm not sure how fast I'll be updating this one! Warning you in advance ok! I'm basically just writing this and 300 Years of Prolog in between writing chapters of my own novel so this will probably go really slowly!

Good now that I've gotten that out of the way I can explain the song thing. I plan to put a song at the beginning of each chapter to kind of set the mood for it. It wont always be totally accurate, and you don't HAVE to go listen to the song! It's just there so you can know what I was going for while I was writing. Also, I listen to all types of music so just because one song is rap or country or rock and you didn't like it don't write off all the other ones you haven't heard before! k?

Song for the chapter:

Misery Loves My Company Three Days Grace

"You WILL tell me where I can find the leader of your drug ring!"

The young yakuza kneeling on the ground in front of him muttered out a Japanese curse, telling the robed and hooded man exactly what he thought about ratting out his brothers in arms.

"Ah lad that wasn't very nice. But what you think and want aren't part of the equation here. You will tell me. There is no doubt about that. Crucio."

It only took a few minutes for the writhing mass of human scum on the floor to spill the location of his leader. "Good man," Creepy wizard said giving the sweaty and trembling Japanese gangster a pat on the face before pointing a wand at him and practically singing, "Avada kedavra."

He then pushed back his hood, mousey brown hair spilling out around his shoulders, and grinned at another dark figure who was standing in the door way. "Looks like we are headed back to jolly old England mate." The glint of teeth as his partner flashed him a grin was his only reply.

Harry was oh so tempted to bang his head on his desk. He had passed the auror test with no studying at all, apparently a year on the run from death eaters was enough training to get you through with flying colors. And now he was a rising star in the secretive auror community catching criminals left and right. But he had never realised how much paperwork was involved in this job. Yeah, THAT was something camping out in the forest didn't help you with.

Maybe I should get a partner...

He pondered idly At least them I would have someone to push all this damn official shit off on... but then I'd have a PARTNER. "Uuuugh." He groaned out loud, staring at yet another report he was being forced to write. It hadn't even been a year since the battle at Hogwarts and then his eighteenth birthday but he was already beginning to see the drawbacks of being an adult and people taking him seriously.

Namely: PAPERWORK.

Giving in to basic human instinct when confronted with such a beast he finally let his head thump solidly on the oaken desk before him. A few seconds later he was on his feet with his wand drawn and ready as he hears the click of the door knob as the door to his office is opened.

He slid it back in the holster he wore around his thigh as his boss commissioner Bradley walked in. "Sleeping on the job where we Potter?"

"Nah. Just letting the paper finally have its way and bury me alive."

The undignified snort from the other man made Harry's straight face crack and he grinned. "What did you need me for sir?"

"Oh. I got an owl from the minister. We have a case, a big one... It looks like there are still some Death Eaters who have been in hiding-"

"I'm in". Harry said with no doubt in his voice. But Bradley held up a hand. "One moment. THere's more." The green-eyed auror grimaced. "WHat could be more than rouge Death Eaters?"

"It seems as though the Death Eaters have teamed up with a Human crime syndicate and arousing them to accumulate wealth through crimes committed by magic but done in secret so it just looks like this organisation is having a rapid rise to power. As such it has been requested that we send an auror to work with a muggle agent as a liason to British Military Intelligence sector six."

"Your kidding... You want me to work with MUGGLES? What happened to keeping magic a secret?" The commissioner ran a hand tiredly through short greying hair. "Truth be told. MI6 has known about us for ages. They have helped us in several matters where magic had mixed with the muggle world and made a mess. And we had helped them on several similar occasions as well. But this... This looks to be bigger than anything that has come before. And I want you on it. You know Death Eaters. You have a reason to want to see every one of them behind bars. But you also know muggles. How their strange society works..."

THe older man paused to take a breath. "I want you on this Potter. We need you on this." Harry nodded. "I would have gone with out the speech Comish." This brought out another laugh. "I know. But I figured I might as well tell you why you where chosen. Now if you will excuse me I need to go talk to someone who might have information we need."

"Oh? Who would have information and not share it?" Harry was a bit miffed. He had gotten the impression that he would be the only wizard sent as a liason to MI6. "Just an old friend of mine who tends to only contact me when the biggest things happen. Now I expect you to be supplied and ready for a long trip by noon tomorrow. Your meeting with the muggles will be at two."

"Of course sir." Aurors where always ready.

Jack was sitting in a tree near his lake swinging his staff around lazily. He was debating going to the Pole. But last week after a prank that set of an unfortunate domino effect he knew both North and Bunny would still be extremely irritated with him, Not angry per sey... but definitely not happy.

He wondered if the globe of belief was still painted a bright neon pink. And if Bunny still had chocolate covered strawberry bushes in his front garden. Yeah... it would probably be best to wait it out another week... Let the irritation fade a bit.

He decided instead to grace the quaint town of Burgess with yet another blessing of fresh snow. And of course visit Jamie at the same time. With a decision made he flipped of the branch that was his perch and laughed as the wind caught him. "To Jamie we go!"

The children of burgess had been playing outside for hours and as their parents called them in for lunch Jack jumped back into the sky, waving to Jamie and telling him he would see him later. His winter senses had been tingling all day but the pressure in his head had steadily gotten stronger as he played, northern Canada needed a good blizzard. He could of corse send it by itself but he did so love blizzards. So much snow and fun.

So he headed north, determined to make the best blizzard Canada had seen in a long while. He made snow, snow, and more snow. Iced over anything and everything in the path of his beautiful storm. And let the wind have her way with his fluffy creations. When he was satisfied that it really was a great blizzard he backed off a bit, letting the wind whip him around like on of his snowflakes for a while before asking her o bring him up above the cloud mass so he could get a sense of direction.

As he breaks through the blinding grey his blue gaze is instantly drawn to the aurora borealis that shown across the northern sky. He muttered something under his breath before sighing. "Come on Wind. Let's go see what they want now. They probably thought up some sort of punishment or something for the prank. Ch. You can't keep a nature spirit on a leash. They should know that by now."

It took him nearly an hour to fly to the Pole. He had a storm to battle his way through after all. But at least he made it in relatively good time. Or so he thought. As he dropped in gracefully through a window he was met with the caustic voice of an irritated Easter bunny*.

"Where 'av ya been mate? We've been waitin' fer hours! I ain't got time to waste 'ere! I'm runnin' WAY low on chocolate this for next Easter. Or did ya forget ya bloody Drongo."

Jack shrugs with a careless air though he was itching to fight back. "I only saw the lights an hour ago. How could I know about the meeting if the lights werent visible where I was?"

"Oi! North's lights av' magic in em' 'ow tha 'ell could ya miss 'em?"

Jack focused of keeping his frost under control and his irritation hidden. "I was in a storm. I couldn't see through the clouds."

Bunnymund snorted. "Right. More like ya where causin' a storm ya show pony. Don't cha know them things 're dangerous? I thought ya wanted ta protect kids not give em' hypothermia mate!"

Too far. Bunny had gone too far. "Yes! Bunny I know snow storm are dangerous! But unlike the rest of you I have more responsibilities than just the children! I gotta do my part as a nature as well! If you could just BACK OFF, it would be appreciated!"

North finally stepped forwards as the temperature in the room dropped several degrees. "Come now Bunny. We are not having time for this. We need to talk to soon no?"

As the giant russian drug the easter bunny away he cast an annoyed look at Jack to show that he still hadn't forgiven the immortal teen for the damage done to his precious globe. Jack sighed and turned to Sandy and Tooth. "And how are you two this fine day?" The other two guardians giggled and Sandy motioned that they should follow North or else risk another toung lashing.

So down the winding hallways hey went. Soon they where in a part of the Pole where Jack had never been and he was looking around in interest. It was darker than normal, lit only by torches bolted to the walls, and everything was made out of ancient looking stone. "Uhhh.." He mumbled uncertainly, creeped out but not sure why. He had feeling this area was even more different than he could see. Would someone like to tell me what's going on?"

"I have had contact weeth commissioner Bradley. He vud like to be talking to us as soon as being possible. We are going to use the mirror of which i gave his many times predecessor the twin hundreds of years ago."

"Uh yeah. Still lost here." Tooth took pity on poor Jack knowing North's explanations would probably just confuse him more. "The wizard Matthew Bradley is the head of the wizarding world's arours, North trusted one of the commissioners before him with a spelled mirror that would let North send messages to him when ever North thought some bit of information he received could help the wizards and the children."

"So then... do they know..?"

"Nope. Well kind of. To the wizarding community North had a completely different kind of legend. So even when they stop believing in santa they still believe in the mighty russian wizard-bandit. Though again, since that was so long ago they don't know that it was North. They just think the man behind the mirror is the leader of a huge information ring that had been going for centuries."

"Ohh... So why am I here?"

North cut in once again. "There must be some sort of emergency. Mirror ees always kept in use as last resort by all commissioners, also it ees great secret. So for Bradley to be using eet must be somting beeg. Beeg enough for the Guardians perhaps? Ah here we are!"

The old santa pushed open an old wooden door and strolled into a dark, circular room. The others follows quietly. Jack looked around and saw that thought the room was large the only thing it held was a mirror, about two feet by three, on a stand in the center. North stood before the odd piece of decor and mumbled something under his breath.**

The mirror seemed to brighten immediately. And instead of reflecting the Guardians who were now circled around it with North in the middle, it showed and tall man in his forties who looked weathered and worn, with greying brown hair. "Mr. Bradley." North greeted.

"Northman." The man on the other side of the mirror nodded and Jack had to hold back a snort at North's apparent code name. "Thanks for answering so quickly. I really need your help with something."

"If the guardians can help than be sure vee will." This caused Bradley to smile in tired thanks. "We seem to have a problem." obviously. Jack thought snarkily. "You see, it seems Death Eaters have been hiding out amongst the muggles, and that they've found a new way to gain power. They have joined up with a muggle crime ring and are using them to wreak havoc. We need any information you have on this. Can you help?"

"Vat crime ring is it?" North asked, eyes betraying his dismay at the thought of Death Eaters being out and about again. "Scorpia."

There where gasps from the older guardians but they had lost Jack. wizards and witches he knew about, it was kind of hard to miss when you've been all over the globe, but he had never heard of Scorpia. "Who?" Tooth held up a hand. "We'll explain in a minute Jack."

The three hundred year old teen huffed. Disgruntled at being treated like a kid who's opinion wasn't important enough for him to know all of the details. North asked the man another question. "Vat have you done about tis so far?"

"The muggle MI6 discovered it first. We are sending an agent to team up with one of their so that maybe both worlds can get out of it relatively unscathed. I wanted to know if you had any information that would help us before I sent Potter off to the muggles. I'm worried. This group is seeming to spread an unusual amount of fear at an amazing rate..."

The glances shared between the guardians where jam packed with meaning. "Fear... Govno*** ! Thees ees bad... Do you think-?"

"Who are you talking to Northman?" A confused commissioner was peering through the mirror but his belief didn't extend to the other immortals so he couldn't see any of them.

"Just some associates. You said you ver sending Potter. Thees would be Harry Potter yes?"

"Yes sir. But let's keep that quiet shall we? Knowing MI6 they will want this to be on the 'down low' as the Americans would say." Jack frowned. "Was that a slam against Americans? Cuz if so I take offence."

"Shut up ya wanker! It ain't time for jokes!" The albino glared at Bunny. "It aint time for your rudeness either so you shut up first!"

Tooth rolled her eyes. "Children, children, the adults are trying talk so quiet down a bit and you can argue later." As the bickering went on to wither side of him North had been gazing ponderingly at the wall. "Idea! The Guardians vill send our one of our own to work with your man and zee muggles! Do you know who they are sending to zee case?"

The greying man in London thought back for a minute. "I think they said something about sending a man named Ryder or some such?"

North dazed out again. "Hmmm... Interesting... Ve will send our man soon. Where shall Potter and he meet?"

The meeting with MI6 will be at the Royal and General bank in down town London tomorrow at two." North nodded. Then we must say goodbye for now yes? We have preparations to make!"

"Alright Northman. I will tell potter and MI6 about your man joining the fray. Good evening." With that the mirror went dark. The Guardians stood in silence for a moment. "So who are we sendin' mate? Ya know they can't see anyone but us right?"

"Yes. About that. Another friend of mine recently contacted me. Apparently he found something in Egypt that might help us. He thinks if a spirit was to wear it he would be seen by all around him. I figure now would be the best time to test yes? "

Tooth fluttered around North. "But who will we send?! Me, Bunny nd Sandy are out, let's face it we look too different to move through the world of humans."

"Yes, yes. we Vill send Jack."

Jack looked up from the frost pictures he was drawing on the floor. "Wait, what? WHy me?"

North studied the younger male's shocked face watching his reactions. "Because boy, the two agent they are sending? they are both young. I would go myself but I do not think they would work as well with me. So I say we send you. Plus, there is the fact that I have only had limited human interactions for hundreds of years. I would not do well in their world for reasons very similar to the other's."

Jack thought about it for a few minutes running the pros and cons through his mind. Finally he nodded. "Alright. I guess I can still guide winter while doing this. It'll just be a little less fun for everyone but they can live with that for one year. We need to go after Pitch... f it really is Pitch."

THe slight immortal winced as a big hand landed on his shoulder. "That's my boy now here," North handed Jack a piece of paper. "I have written address of friend on that. Go there and get the thing he found before going to the bank in London." Jack sighed and nodded backing off towards the door. "See you guys later then I guess..."

"Yeah mate. Just don't screw this up."

Alex Rider grins as his targets come up the line. "Well would you look here. Perfect bulls eyes all the way down."

"Ah shut up. No one likes a braggart." Ben Daniels was looking at his own targets which were a little less perfect. "Aw come on Benny I think I deserve a little bragging rights! At least when its just the two of us." His browns eyes went big and Ben found once again he couldn't hold out to the puppy eyes. "Ugh. Your incorrigible."

"Heh. Thank you."

At this moment both of their phones went off signaling text messages. Royal and general December the 8th at two pm.

They both sighed as they read their messages. "There goes a full weekend of laser tag and video games."

"Boooo."

*Yeah yeah don't jump all over me for this one. I know Hugh Jackman is sexy and all that. Calm your inner fangirls. I would just like to point out the Chris Pine's voice is hotter. And yes I know I'm going to get it for that comment. Have at me.

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