Thanks for all the reviews and favs and alerts for the last chapter. ^^
In case it wasn't clear last chapter: Harry does not suddenly speak Japanese. The only reason "Freeze Kid!" was in English, was so you guys (aka the readers) would understand what was going on. I italicized the statement to indicate that it wasn't in English, and also mentioned that the shout was foreign to Harry's ears, but just in case, here's an explanation. ^^
Disclaimer: I asked for the rights for HP, or even just MK, but all received in reply was a sock full of coal. T-T
Chapter 2: The Wrong Building
Harry was starting to think that he most likely had landed in the middle of a drug raid after all. Given his luck, it probably wasn't entirely a far-fetched bet. And it would certainly explain why he currently had all those guns pointed at him.
He slowly started to raise his hands, tightening his grip on his bag, fully intending to surrender quietly. Surprisingly, all the police men flinched, and the man who had shouted before said something again. Harry didn't have a bloody clue what (was the man talking in Chinese?) and started to tell him that. But before he had a chance to even open his mouth, the man yelled again and a few of the policemen took a step closer, guns drawn, and pointed at him.
This was not good.
So, Harry did what any other Gryffindor would have done in such a situation. He acted on instinct.
He took one large step backwards, and slammed the door shut. Then he turned around and ran.
Upon later contemplation, that was perhaps not the best way to deal with the situation. In his defense though, he was a Gryffindor through and through, despite all his Slytherin tendencies. He didn't have time to think of some sneaky, sly way to deal with a troop of armed policemen coming towards him. And the first thing that came to mind when he saw guns aimed at him was to run in the opposite direction and pray that they didn't fire. So that's what he did.
Don't shoot, don't shoot, please don't shoot, he chanted as he raced down the hallway as though his life depended on it. It probably would if the policemen decided to start shooting. Luckily though, no bullets came hurtling through the air after him. Unluckily, as a quick glance back revealed, several policemen, Loud Man included, did.
The small part of his mind, the portion that had actually listened to Hermione in the past, chose that moment to tell him that resisting arrest would only worsen his predicament. Never mind the fact that he had done nothing wrong in the first place. Well, aside from perhaps breaking and entering, but that had been a complete and unluckily accident, as in not his fault.
Harry tore up first staircase that he saw, the officers hot on his tail. Heading up wasn't the best idea, but it was better than staying on the ground floor where he could be easily blocked in on all sides.
He ran down the dark hallway, only his reflexes toned from Qudditch practice and the war, keeping him from tripping and falling flat on his face. Behind him, he could hear the officers stumbling and shouting in that language of theirs. Damn it, if only there were a few less of them. Then he could simply take out his wand and Stupefy the lot of them before wiping their memories.
But he couldn't, he reminded himself as he kicked down a stack of empty crates behind him.
Not only would the Ministry love to have a chance like that to get him in their clutches, but there were just too many of them. He couldn't hit every policeman at once, and chances of them open firing on him if he tried to pick them off one by one were high. Losing them somewhere in the warehouse was his best for now.
He rounded the corner and dove behind the first large enough crate that he saw, hoping to buy himself some time. He tucked himself in tight, his back pressed against the crate, his bag in his lap. It was dark enough that the officers wouldn't notice him, but just in case, he held still.
"Come on, think, think," he mouthed under his breath, searching his memory for a spell that could at least distract the police. Nothing came to mind. Darn it, where were Hermione's big brains when he needed truly them?
He could hear the officers talking just on the other side of his crate, no doubt cursing at having lost sight at him. He recognized Loud Man's voice, as he barked out something that sent the other men hurrying away. The loud officer however stayed put though, as his grumbling and footsteps revealed. He sounded really close; Harry was willing to bet the man was just on other side of his crate.
He was really starting to wish that he hadn't run now. So what if they had guns pointed at him? They hadn't shot once, not even after he ran. He should have just let them arrest him, taking him down to the lockup, and explained the misunderstanding there. Or he could have just surrendered and then sorted things out then. Either way, running was the stupidest thing he could have done.
As he was busy mentally berated himself, the smell of smoke reached him. For one crazy moment Harry was certain that the police had set the warehouse on fire in an awful attempt to smoke him out. Then he realized that there was no way they would do that when at least one of their own were inside.
Hang on a second, Loud Man was alone…
Harry jumped up, his wand drawn, and pointed it at the first thing that moved.
"Expelliarmus!"
The lighter flew out of the of the unsuspecting officer's hand, the small flame blinking out of existence as it bounced off the floor. Harry winced in sympathy, but did stop to see if the man was conscious or not. Lucky for him, the man had had his back to him, so he hadn't seen a thing. So, hopefully, there wasn't a squad of angry foreign Ministry people coming to arrest him for attacking a muggle.
Harry was seriously thinking that maybe he just shouldn't have bothered to get out of bed today.
He peeked around the corner, and, after making sure there were no police lurking about, hurried over to the stairs at the end of the hallway. With any luck this would lead to the roof, or better yet, he'd wake up and realize that this as just one bad dream and that he had hours to get ready for his interview. Yeah, right.
He was halfway up the stairs when a loud shout echoed though the hallway followed by more shouts. Harry winced and sped up. Seems like they'd found the boss. He grabbed the dusty knob of the door at the top and the stairs and tugged.
The door opened easily, and Harry immediately rushed in, kicking it shut behind him. He quickly pulled out his wand and magically locked it. That should buy him someone time at least, though he wasn't all that sure how effective Alahomora would be if the cops decided to just ram down the door.
Then he turned around and froze.
The night sky was spread out in front of him, only blocked slightly from view by the buildings that rose up to it. Stars dotted the dark blue and the moon was full enough to provide him with enough light to see where he was.
Which was a rooftop. A bloody rooftop. And, as the loud thuds and shouts of the policemen growing louder behind him clearly indicated, the only other place for him to go now was down. Harry hurried over to the edge and glanced down. The flashing lights of the police cars, a good thirty feet down, were all he could see.
In other words, he was way too high to jump. And he couldn't go back. Wonderful, what was he supposed to do now?
The door abruptly flew off its hinges, clattering to a halt just a few feet away from him, before Harry had a chance to think of anything.
He turned around in time to see the policemen rush in and instantly train their guns on him. The loud man, slightly disheveled and at the front of the group, shouted again, and again Harry didn't understand a word. He got the gist of it though. Letting his bag drop next to him, he raised his hands and folded them behind in head.
"I surrender?" he said weakly, more as a question then as a statement.
Harry wasn't sure really what he expected to happen next, but having the policemen simply gape at him instead of rushing forward and arresting him was definitely not it.
CURTAIN CHAPTER TWO
Poor Nakamori. He must be flabbergasted. XD
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