It's Not ME, It's YOU
"WHAT?!" thundered Gibbs. Albus Dumbledore, head of the Wizengamot in Britain and also Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose, his half-moon spectacles elevated so he could do so. He knew this was a horrid idea. He should've known Jethro would be angry with him. First off, Albus lied to Jethro about Lily being dead and now he had gone and placed Jethro's nephew with the people least likely to care and nurture the boy! Abusive, magic hating MUGGLES. Oh, how Albus knew he would pay severely. Especially since they were attracting quite a bit of attention.
Gibbs ground his teeth together. The anger and sorrow coursing through his veins was worse than when Shannon and Kellie died. Oh, thank god they were in public. It was all Gibbs could do to not pull his wand on the stupid second-chance giving wizard before him. "DiNozzo," Gibbs ground out.
Tony perked up. Time to show this old man who, exactly, was the bull behind the horns… Well, that didn't make Tony all that great in retrospect, but hell, it sounded good right now. Besides, the ass that upset Gibbs was gonna pay. And Gibbs looked downright murderous. "Yes Boss?" he said, glaring the man with a ridiculously long beard down.
Gibbs allowed a slight smile on his lips before going back to being livid and murderous. "Get Mr. Dumbledore," he spat the name venomously, "into the interrogation room. Take Ziva and McGee with you."
"Yes Boss," Tony said. He nodded at Ziva and Timmy and the three walked over to Albus, not so kindly took his elbows, and led him to the interrogation room. Gibbs let out a deep breath and ran his hand through his hair in contemplation. Yes. He would, most likely, have to tell his team. In that case, it would be best to get Abby, Ducky, and Jimmy in the room as well. Gibbs nodded as he made a decision. He huffed angrily –why did Albus have to show up now? The team had finally accepted Ziva and it just wouldn't do for Abby to be mad at him. He'd seen Abby when she's angry. Gibbs strode to the elevator in silence. He nearly jumped when he saw Ducky, Abby, and Jimmy there, but his training prevented it from happening. He nodded to the three of them and climbed into the lift. A tense silence filled the elevator as it came to a stop. Jethro led the three into the interrogation room. He left Abby, Jimmy, and Ducky with Tony, Ziva, and McGee and entered the room where Albus was being held.
Albus smiled his all-knowing smile. Gibbs glared and sat across from him; the others wondered who this strange man was. Albus just smiled, his eyes twinkling. Gibbs' team shared the same thought, that twinkling's just not normal… Gibbs stood and threw his chair to the side, the force of his anger fueled by magic breaking the metal seat. Albus jerked slightly but otherwise didn't acknowledge the anger. Yet, the old man couldn't help but flinch at the magic cackling angrily in the room. "Old man," snarled the angry Jethro.
"Jethro, Petunia should be waking right now, probably picking up Harry." Jethro's hands clenched into fists, his nails digging into his palms. "You mustn't worry about little Harrison. He'll be loved by-"
Jethro cut him off angrily. How dare Albus try to convince him to leave his nephew alone?! This man… This horrible wizard… Was insane. That was very obvious; the man practically screamed 'senile!' "Magic-hating Muggles couldn't possibly raise a Gibbs Wizard," snarled the man younger than Albus. Tony raised a brow, watching his boss curiously. Wizard? He thought. He could tell the others thought the same thing. All had faces in various resemblances of disbelief. Wait. All of them looked at each other. All but Ducky and said in confusion in near perfect unison,
"Gibbs is a Wizard?"
Albus raised a brow. "What would you know?"
Gibbs slammed his hands down on the interrogation table, his magic cackling menacingly. His eyes glowed with the anger he felt. Albus flinched. It was uncommon for someone to take their anger out on him. That or it'd been a while since he'd faced one of the Gibbs men. Yeah, it'd just been a very long time. The wrath of the Gibbs men was enough to scare Lord Voldemort shitless. "What would I know?" he snarled. "EVERYTHING ABOUT IT!!! Wonder why I don't know my mother?!" he snarled. "SHE HATED MAGIC AND LEFT WHEN SHE FOUND OUT!" Albus cringed. "Burn in hell."
"Jethro-"
"Get out," snarled Jethro.
"J-"
"Now. I need to talk to my team. You better be out of the states by then, Albus," Jethro snarled again. Albus winced and Apparated out of the room. Jethro drew his wand and waved it vaguely at the chair, muttering, "Reparo." He then moved to the other room with his team. All but Ducky were staring at him like he'd grown and extra head.
Ducky sighed. "Jethro, I do believe it's time they know." Gibbs nodded to Ducky. Abby stepped forward, arms tight across her chest.
"Tell us what, Gibbs?" she snapped.
"I am a wizard," Gibbs said. No beating around the bush. He'd just performed magic in front of them. "And…" He looked slightly pained and swallowed. "I need you to help me get my nephew back." Abby glared at him and turned her head away in defiance, watching him through the corner of her eye. Tony nodded first.
"I'll help you, Boss," he decided. Gibbs nodded. He only needed one person anyways. DiNozzo would've been his first choice. Gibbs motioned for Tony to come to his side. Tony bonded to his boss's side like a loyal puppy. His face tinted pink slightly when Gibbs put his arm around DiNozzo's waist and pulled the man to his chest.
"This is going to feel odd… Hold your breath and whatever you do," Gibbs said. He took a deep breath and stressed his next words."Don't let go." Tony nodded and wrapped his arms around his boss's torso and, with a loud, resounding crack, Gibbs Apparated to London.
Tony felt his longs constrict and he couldn't breathe. He wanted to let go of Gibbs but opted to hold on tighter. This was, of course, the only time he could hold onto his boss like the man was his lifeline. In this case, Gibbs really was the only thing keeping Tony alive or from worse fate befalling him –Limbo between Apparation and Disapparation. Finally, finally, Tony could breathe again. He was panting hard when they appeared with a pop in a dark alley way. He let go of Gibbs and stumbled, falling to the ground. Gibbs smirked at DiNozzo and pulled the young man up, balancing him. When Tony could walk again alone, Gibbs immediately let go –a little too quickly. Tony quirked a brow but said nothing of it as Gibbs swept out of the alley, Tony trailing after. Gibbs sighed and approached a young girl.
"Hello," he said. She looked up and blushed when she saw Tony. Gibbs sighed. Stupid Man-Whore. "We've lost our way. We're looking for our relatives –the Dursley family. They are expecting us but they forgot to give us their address and my cell phone has died and my brother left his at home."
The girl stumbled over her words. Her face darkened in color and Gibbs cast Tony a glare. Too bad he was innocent. The girl finally managed to blurt out an address –Number 4, Privet Drive, Little Whining, Surrey. Gibbs thanked her kindly and dragged DiNozzo off, seething underneath. He couldn't let it show, though. Once they were on the road where no one would see them, Gibbs pulled DiNozzo to him. DiNozzo held his breath, ready to Apparate with Gibbs. The sensation didn't happen. Gibbs was just… Just holding him. Tony cleared his throat uncertainly and Gibbs snapped out of whatever daze he fell into. "Hold on," whispered Jethro. Tony tightened his grip around his boss before the sensation of Apparating took over his body.
They were at a park. Thankfully, no one was there. Tony leaned on Gibbs for a moment before he regained all his senses. "Why don't you feel faint, Gibbs?" demanded Tony as they walked down Privet Drive together.
Gibbs merely smirked as they came to the house they wanted. Gibbs led the way and knocked on the door. "One second!" a woman's voice called shrilly. Gibbs sighed and waited, his arms folded across his chest. Finally, the door swung open, revealing a middle aged woman balancing a fat baby on her right hip and a small, thin baby on her left. "Yes?" she asked. "May I help you?"
Gibbs nodded, shielding Tony from view. "We're here for Harry Potter."
She gaped at him. "P… P… Potter?" she whispered.
"He is my nephew, and I would like him back," emphasized Gibbs. The woman shuddered and slammed the door in his face.
"Want me to tell her off, Boss?" asked Tony.
"No," Gibbs growled, grinding his teeth together, his anger resurfacing. "We wait for her husband to come home." Tony nodded in silent confusion, but didn't voice his concerns.
Guys, this story is dedicated to njferrell –born from a mere request that I took to heart!!! Enjoy, and if you read it, REVIEW DAMMIT!!!! Feedback/gushing over my awesomeness is ALWAYS welcome.
BTW: I lied about the Poll. And, don't expect consistent updates, as this story isn't even PARTIALLY completed.
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