02 The Weasley Triplets

5/23/2008 -- 699 words

Disclaimer: I don't own Lupin the Third (Monkey Punch) or Harry Potter (Rowlings).

AN: Here's Harry! And did you really think the Weasley Twins wouldn't be included in a story about a world class thief with a penchant for pranks? -tsk tsk-

"Come on scrawny—"

"--Just two more hallways then a left."

Smack!

"Don't call me scrawny. And be quiet, there are bobbies crawling all over the place." Immediately after whispering a pair of police men shone their flashlights down the hallway. A small black shadow rudely shoved two larger shadows back into their hidey hole. All three plastered themselves against the walls and held their breath. Minutes passed by like hours before the police men finally passed them by and turned down the hall. A few more moments then the littler shadow darted out followed by the bigger ones.

Finally reaching the room containing their target the bigger shadows held back while the littler one peeked inside. He barely repressed the desire to start cursing. Their target was on a pedestal underneath a glass case with a glaringly bright spot light shining down on it. Ringing the room were more police than he could count and…he could taste the metallic tang of blood welling in his mouth from biting his tongue suddenly.

Pacing the area in front of the mark was a tall, older Japanese man in a tan trench coat and rumpled suit. A hat that had seen better days was pulled over his eyes and in his hands he twirled a set of handcuffs. They gleamed forebodingly under the spotlight.

Silently the little shadow slipped back to his comrades urgently signing for a temporary retreat. In a side alcove four halls down the little shadow pointed up towards an air vent. Between the two larger bodies and the nimble fingers of the little one it was only a matter of moments for the shadows to enter the air duct. A bit of creativity later and the vent was back in place as if it had never been moved.

With a quiet gasp of relatively fresh air a slim gloved hand peeled off a black ski mask. Mussed black hair and bright green eyes gazed contemplatively at the revealed faces of his accomplices -- rich shoulder length red hair and mischievous blue eyes in an identical pair of freckled faces stared impishly back at him.

"What's up partner?" The right twin asked.

"We've got a problem. Inspector Koichi Zenigata of Interpol and his men are covering the Fire Heart." Harry Potter groaned softly furiously mussing his hair in frustration. Fred and George Weasley exchanged speaking looks.

"Who?"

"Inspector Koichi Zenigata is a highly decorated member of Interpol with a long list of high ranking criminals he's brought to justice. More importantly the man is the head of the Lupin III investigations and has a lot of experience. We're just two over ambitious amateurs and their sucker of a partner. How exactly do we do this?"

Another pair of speaking glances and Harry groaned. As the Weasley Twins unofficial triplet he was becoming disturbingly skilled in interpreting their verbal and silent twin-speak.

"You two are mad. No, you're not mad; you two are absolutely bat shit crazy. How exactly do you two idiots plan on getting away? Bloody hell, how do you intend for me to get away?" Harry snapped.

The left twin slung his arm over the distraught boy's shoulders and pulled him into a one armed hug. "No worry Harry."

"We're professional decoys—"

"—And escape artists. How—"

"—Do you think our Hogwarts records—"

"—Remained so clean?"

The right twin's strong hand clasped onto Harry's free shoulder, the warm weight reassuring. Harry smiled wetly at the twins. "Thank you Fred," Harry stared at the right twin, "And you too George," he leaned into the left twin's hug.

"No problem Harrykins," the twins said in unison.

Harry pulled away from the twins to contemplate them. Idiotic as their plan seemed they had a better chance of pulling it off than anything else. Pride alone wouldn't allow any of them to leave without getting the Fire Heart. Finally, if worse came to worse Gred and Forge could duck into a side area and apparate away. Breath left him explosively when he reached his decision.

"Alright. Alright, we'll do it your way. Just be careful boys."

I'm working on chapter 3 now. My Lupin is a compilation of the various OVAs mostly with Jigen's information being compiled from all available sources and then formatted to fit my television screen. Koichi Zenigata's information taken from Wiki.