Harry and Oliver were in the Foundry working out and getting ready for their new target - James Holder.
- So how did conversation with your friends go? - asked Oliver
- Well...
Flashback
- Halo who is it? - asked Arthur Weasley
Harry froze in place. What was he suppose to say?
- Halo? - asked again Arthur
- Hello, it's Harry... Harry Potter. - said Harry shakily.
There was a moment of silence and then spoke again.
- Listen if it's some sort of joke then...
- It's really me - said Harry words still barely came out from his mouth - It's Harry.
- Harry?! We all thought that you were dead. What happened?! Where are you?! - asked quickly
- I'm okay. I was stranded on the island for last 5 years. - Harry slightly winced at his half-lie -
I am with Queens in the America. Oliver Queen was with me on the island.
- Oh, my poor boy... I can't imagine what you must have been through.
- does Ron or Hermione are in the Borrow right now? - asked Harry still terrified about the thought of talking to them.
- Oh, yes, they are both here - said - Do you wish to talk with them?
- Y-Yes I think I will - said Harry
- Okay, wait a second.
Harry waited heart beating really fast in his chest. What was he suppose to say? There are no words that would cover what they went through just look at Thea she is emotional mess... What if they said that they do not wish to speak with him again...
On the other side of the line you could hear yell for Ron and Hermione to walk downstairs and some quite heated conversation between the three of them. Finally after a while ( that felt like a eternity) Ron and Hermione walked to the phone.
- Hello? Harry is that you? - asked shaking voice of Hermione Granger
Harry's throat tightened but he still answered:
- It's me, Hermione. It's me...
- Oh my god. Harry mate we thought you were dead... - said, Ron Weasley.
Harry's eyes filled with tears at the pain he caused his best friends.
- It's me... I'm okay... I'm alive - said Harry gultily - I'm sorry guys I never meant to cause you so
much pain...
- Oh Harry stop this it's not your fault - said Hermione firmly - I'm sure you did everything you could
to come home. No one blames you...
Harry in that moment felt like great weight has been lifted from his shoulder. They didn't blamed him they were still best friends...
- So what's happening in England? - asked Harry curiously - Did Voldemort took over Ministry?
- Yes he did... - said Ron hestitanly - He has infiltrated it some two weeks ago. It seems like he doesn't know that you are alive yet. God! We didn't knew you were alive! It is only matter of time before he figures out that you are alive... News about you tend to spread quickly...
- Yes I have noticed - said Harry
There was a moment of silence that was quickly interupted by Ron
- So Harry when are you coming back? - he asked frantically
Harry hated himself more than anybody on the planet but he had to say that
- Listen Ron me and Oliver are doing something - said Harry - Something important and it will take me a while to end this... thing.
He could hear the silence on the other side of the line so he quickly added
- I will be back I promise just not yet...
There was silence for one more second before Hermione spoke up.
- We understand Harry. If you are delaying our meeting then it obviously has to be important.
- Yeah mate, just remember that you are always welcome with us and... we will be waiting - said Ron sadly but firm.
- Thank you guys - said Harry - Is Ginny with you there? - he asked again feeling scared about the thought of talking to her. It would bring so many old feelings...
- No, she's not here - said Ron - She is at work, she plays for Harpie from Holyhead
- Okay - said Harry feeling relieved about delaying THIS conversation - Bye guys I love you
- We love you too - said Ron and Hermione.
End of the Flashback
- So it went pretty well I think... - said Harry - I certainly feel much better.
Oliver smiled at him.
- You see I told you so - said Oliver - Did you talk with them about this horcruthings?
- Horcruxes - corrected him Harry - No it's not something that I want to talk about on the phone...
- When are you going to start your crusade? - asked Oliver curiously
Harry thought about it for a second.
- First I will help you more with your crusade and then we will see... - said Harry uncomfortably.
- Okay - said Oliver and changed the subject - So as I have told you tonight we are going after James
Holder, whose corporation put defective smoke detectors in low-income housing in The Glades.
- And let me guess he get a fortune out of people suffering - said Harry coldly - We are going after him. Oliver nodded.
They prepared themselves for the hunt.
o-O-o-O
Oliver and Harry were on the rooftop of Holder's penthouse. They just took down security which wasn't a challenge for both of them.
They could see Holder talking on the phone. They wanted to let him know that they are here to give him a warning. James Holder stopped talking on the phone and tossed the phone onto a poolside couch.
He brought the bottle of beer up to take a drink-
And it was shattered by an arrow.
Holder spun around to see The Hood and Red Arrow standing there.
- I have armed security inside. - He threatened - All I have to do is call out.
- Go ahead. - The Hood replied, tossing the two guns he had liberated from their owners to the deck. - They can't hear you
- What the hell do you want? - Holder demanded.
- How many people died in those fires? - The Hood growled - How many?! The courts say you don't owe your victims anything; We disagree. James Holder, you - Before he could finish, a shot rang out, and bloody wound appeared on Holder's chest right where his heart was. As Holder's lifeless body was falling into the pool, The Hood spun around and started firing arrows towards where he believed the shooter was. Harry in the meantime cast a spell; - Point me - He wanted to point out exactly where the shooter was. In the meantime, there was one more shot that hit Oliver ( Who ducked behind a low wall) in the shoulder. Harry knew now exactly where the shooter was. He took a calming breath and with trained, confident move that he perfected over couple years he drew the bow and shot an arrow.
A yelp from the other side of the building let him know that he hit the target.
The shooter took one more shot. He seemed to use it as a cover up for his escape.
- I think I hit him - said Harry - What do you think I hit: arm, leg? Oliver?
- I got shot - said, Oliver, slowly
Harry looked at him concerned.
- Let's get back to the lair to patch you up
o-O-o-O
In the lair, Harry helped Oliver extract the bullet, and then sew up the wound.
- There you go - said Harry - Any idea who is the shooter?
Oliver thought about it for a second.
- Who ever he is he is a pro... - said Oliver - I think that... - Oliver paused and got to his feet suddenly and then staggered into the table. He caught himself on the edge and barely stopped himself from falling down.
- Oliver?! - said alarmed Harry - What's wrong?
- The bullet - said Oliver confused - Poison!
Harry didn't need to hear anymore - he runs to the crate for healing herbs and water. He quickly runs over to the Oliver and gave him the herbs.
Oliver quickly took a large pinch of the herbs and threw them into his mouth and opened the water bottle and took a drink. Then he slowly fell into the ground.
- Oliver?! - asked very concerned Harry
- I'm okay... I just need... a nap.
And he collapsed to the ground unconscious.
o-O-o-O
5 years ago
Harry woke up in pain. For a moment he didn't know where he was and then he remembered getting shot with an arrow. He opened his eyes and saw-
An arrow in his shoulder. The person who shot him must have taken off his glasses because he didn't see anything.
- Oliver are you here? - asked Harry scared for the man
- Yes, Harry I am - said Oliver - Do you have any idea where are we?
- I... I can't see anything... - said scared Harry - I don't have my glasses...
At this moment a thin Asian man walked in with a green hood, bow, and quiver filled with arrows.
- Where are we? - asked Harry but the man ignored him
- Who are you? - Oliver asked - Why did you shoot us?
- Weile bǎohù nín ( To protect you ) - answered the man in Mandarin. He kneeled down beside Oliver and held out a handful of herbs and a small bowl of water. He indicated to Oliver to take the herbs and water. - Yĭnliào ( Drink ) - He said in Mandarin. Oliver took a small pinch of the herbs, put them in his mouth. Then he quickly drank the water. After he finished drinking, the man grasped the arrow and pulled it through his shoulder, causing Oliver to cry out in pain.
When the man came to Harry and also gave him the herbs. Harry took much more herbs than Oliver and put them in his mouth. Then he took a large sip of water and swallowed them. He closed his eyes awaiting the pain. The man just like with Oliver pulled an arrow through his shoulder.
Harry screamed in pain after a moment it was over and he opened his eyes feeling shocked.
He could see everything clearly without glasses...
o-O-o-O
Present day
Oliver gasped as he regained consciousness. The alarm on his phone woke him up.
That woke Harry too he fell asleep with his head on the table after waiting so long for Oliver to wake up.
- Harry? What are you doing here? - asked Oliver tiredly
Harry gave him 'Are you serious' look. - I was waiting for you to wake up. I couldn't just leave you alone. You gave me quite a scare - He finished really concerned.
Oliver was staring at him for a second unreadable look on his face.
- I'm fine but I really appreciate your concern.
Oliver looked at the phone and saw that it's 7:10 then he quickly said to Harry:
- We've got to go.
o-O-o-O
Oliver walked in through the house, shaking his arm in slight pain. Harry was at his side.
They approached the sitting room, where Moira and Walter were talking with two cops as Thea sat glumly on the sofa.
- What happened? - Oliver asked Diggle, who was standing watch in the doorway. - Thea ok?
- The cops brought her home. - He explained - Her and some of her friends broke into a store, tried on some dresses last night. Lit up the breathalyzer like a Christmas tree.
Harry looked at Thea sadly; clearly, his 'lectures' didn't do anything.
Diggle looked at them and asked.
- So how was your evening? - he asked dryly
- You mean after we said we wanted to go to the bathroom at dinner and never came back? - Oliver shot back glibly.
- I guess from now on I'll be watching you pee. - Dig replied - Even though I should have figured out
that it's weird that you wanted to go to the bathroom at the same time... - He finished calmly.
- We really wanted to pee - said Harry with straight face
They stared at each other for several moments before Harry and Olie moved past Diggle with small smiles on their faces that quickly disappeared.
- Thank you, officers. My wife and I appreciate it - Walter was saying to the cops. - I'll see you out
Walter walked the two cops out of the room as Moira turned to her delinquent daughter.
- Last time it was public intoxication - She started - This time breaking and entering. My, how we are moving up in the criminal world.
Thea tiredly got to her feet. - You know, when you pay off the store owner, you should check out the
merchandise. They got some pretty killer outfits. - She replied sarcastically.
Harry looked at her slightly angry; he could understand the drinking problem, grief but not being disrespectful to your mother.
- Thea, go get ready for school. - Moira said. Thea gave her a look.
- Uh, you know, I was thinking of taking a sick day. - She stated looking at Moira expectedly
- Fine, then get some sleep. - She said wearily. Thea gave her a sarcastic smile as she sauntered out of the room.
- You two look like crap - She said on the way out.
Harry now openly frowned at her for the way she treated her mother and the opposite; how let her do whatever she wanted.
It seemed like Oliver shared his opinion; he looked at his mother in disbelief.
- You're letting her play hooky? - he asked. Moira sighed.
- When your sister gets like this, it's best to give her her space.
- Give her her space? - asked Harry in disbelief.
- She's testing you - Oliver reasoned
- Yes. Who'd she learned that from? - Moira pointed out slightly frustrated.
- Mom, when I was her age, you and dad let me get away with murder. ( Technically we are getting away
with murder thought Harry ) - said Oliver - Looking back, I could have used less space and more parenting - He finished walking away Harry beside him.
o-O-o-O
Back in the lair, Oliver tested the bloody gauze from his wound, trying to confirm a suspicion.
He proved himself right when the blood reacted to the chemicals.
- Our sniper covered the bullets with curare - said Oliver - It's his unique M.O the Interpol calls him Deadshot because he never misses.
- Sounds like a really dangerous player - admitted Harry - I think we should take him down...
- You think so? - asked Oliver curiously
- This Deadshot doesn't show our level of restraint - said Harry firmly - I know that he isn't on the list but he is much more dangerous than anyone on there.
- I agree with you - said Oliver immediately - I just wanted to know what you think about it.
Harry nodded determinedly; They had a new target: Deadshot.
o-O-o-O
Later that day, Oliver led Tommy, Harry, and Diggle through the Foundry- the upper level, that is.
- So what do you think? - Oliver asked his friends as he gestured around the empty building.
- Great spot for a nightclub or what?
- Sweet - Tommy said. - Though I got to tell you, man, if you're thinking about calling it 'Queens',
I don't think you're gonna get the clientele that you were hoping for. Harry snorted with laughter.
Oliver pointed towards an upper level, where the foreman's office had been:
- Private office - He suggested.
- For the private one-on-one meetings, I would imagine. - Tommy inferred with a smile.
- Hopefully the occasional two-on-one meeting - Oliver joked back. Tommy turned to his friend.
Man, are you sure you want to do this? - He asked seriously. - It's not like you really have any experience in running a... well, running anything. - He finished
- Well it's time to learn, right? - said Harry - Besides he won't be doing this alone. I will help.
- Do you have any experience? - asked Tommy curiously
- I learn fast - said Harry defensively.
- Okay - said Tommy - How about tomorrow night the three of us, we go and scope out the competition.
There's a new club opening downtown. It's called Poison. Max Fuller owns it.
- Max Fuller? - Oliver asked.
- Mm-hmm. - Tommy nodded
- I slept with his fiance - Oliver pointed out with a smile.
Harry rolled his eyes at him.
- Yeah, before the wedding.
- It was at the rehearsal dinner.
- The rehearsal dinner is technically before the wedding, right? - Tommy pointed out with a smile.
- And besides, who stays mad at a castaway? - Tommy's phone rang, and he looked at it.
- Ah, dammit, I got to roll. - He said slipping the phone back in his pocket. - Anyway, I'll see you later, man. Good place!
- See you. - Oliver called out, then looked at Dig.
- So what do you think? - He asked.
- Well, I'm here to provide security, sir, not a commentary.
- Oh, come on, Dig, do me a favor - Oliver said earnestly - Speak freely, please.
Diggle took a moment to compose his words. - Well, this is The Glades, right? - He started. - Your rich white friends wouldn't come to this neighborhood on a bet.
That's the point - thought Harry - Fewer people who know us around the club then better.
- I am Oliver Queen, right? People would stand in line for 3 hours if I opened a club. - He pointed out
- And no one who actually lives in The Glades would see a penny of those cover charges. - Dig said.
- So we make it a successful business, we gentrify the neighborhood.
- I was wondering when we would get to that. - Dig scoffed. - Two white knights are swooping in to save the disenfranchised. And all by their own with no help form anybody.
That comment made Harry think about something; all these lame excuses that Oliver gave to Diggle it - means that he is bringing him in...
- Wow - Oliver said - You don't think very much of us, do you?
- No, sir. - Dig disagreed - Actually, I have a very high regard for how perceptive you are. Sir.
Dig walked out of the foundry. Harry turned to Oliver.
- So we are bringing Dig in, right? - Harry asked. Oliver looked at him surprised - Come on, I'm not stupid.
- Yes, I think that Dig would be a great help - said Oliver - But I was still testing him to see if we can trust him.
Harry nodded - So, the nightclub great alibi...
- Thanks - said Oliver shortly
o-O-o-O
Oliver and Harry were checking Holder's penthouse in hope of running their own ballistics on the bullet. Harry pointed to the building 100 yards from Holder's rooftop:
- Deadshot was there - said Harry - He shot three shots at us: one hit your arm, one hit a wall you were hiding behind, and one was a distraction so he could get away...
- That would mean that the bullet would be more or less out here - Finished Oliver pointing at the wall
- I think I have to climb there to extract the bullet - said Oliver. Harry smirked at him innocently
- What? - Oliver asked.
- Nothing, go ahead - said Harry smirk still on his face. Oliver looked at him suspiciously but he complied. He scaled the wall. Approaching the bullet hole he pulled a knife to extract the bullet but
in that moment Harry raised his arm and said loudly - Accio! - Bullet flew right to his hand.
He smirked. Oliver looked at him annoyed.
o-O-o-O
In the Foundry Oliver and Harry were running the ballistics on the round they pulled from the wall.
- It's 7.62 millimeters rounds. - said Oliver - The money trail leads back to the Bratva- The Russsian mob. Finally some good luck.
Harry seemed to be thinking something over.
- What's up? - Oliver asked
- I think that Bratva might be greater help than you think - said, Harry
Oliver looked at him quizzically
o-O-o-O
Oliver and Harry were walking into a Russian auto repair shop. They approached two men working on an old Mustang.
- My ishchem Aleksi Lenonov ( We are looking for Aleksi Lenonov ) - said, Oliver
- Zdes' net nikogo po etomu imeni ( There's no one here by that name ) - said, bald mechanic.
Oliver shook his head and moved in closer - Ne v Vashem garazhe ( Not in your garage ) - He said
- V podvale pod ( In the basement underneath )
The bald man indicated to his compatriot, who mace out from underneath the car and pulled a gun.
Harry quickly disarmed him and sent him to his knees before he even gets the chance to think about shooting Oliver.
Oliver pulled down the collar of his shirt, exposing the tattoo on his chest Harry followed his example.
- My Bratva ( We are Bratva ) - Oliver announced. They allowed the second man to get up, and he moved
behind the bald man.
- My khochu videt' Alexi Lenonov ( We want to see Alexi Lenonov ) - said, Oliver.
The bald man moved closer to them and offered them a short bow.
- Pleased to meet you - He said in English. Oliver nodded in return.
Soon they were walking through a door and down a set of stairs to the basement, the headquarters for the Starling City branch of the Bratva.
- I apologize. - Alex was saying - We meant no disrespect to a Captains. Particularly American ones.
- I'm British actually - said Harry with a faint smile.
Alexi seemed to be surprised at that. It seemed like it's not very often occurrence.
- So, how can I be of assistance?
- I'm in the market for a hired gun. - Oliver stated - Someone the organization's used before.
His calling card is a 7.62-millimeter gun laced with curare.
Alexi shook his head. - I know no man who uses such tools.
- But you can find out who does. - Oliver countered.
- I need your assistance too - said, Harry. He pulled two pictures out of his small bag. One showed medallion with an S in it and second showed a small cup with a badger. - I need location or information of where are these items or who was the last person that had items could be possibly in Britain. I ask you for discretion I don't want to some people to know that I'm interested in that.
Alexi looked at him intrigued but thankfully he didn't ask any questions.
- First, we will drink to each other's health, then I will try to solve... your problems. - The three drank.
- Ahh - He said as alcohol went down. - I will also confirm that you are really Bratva captain.
Should this not be the case, I will send my mechanic here to find you and kill your entire families. - Alexi finished with a smile indicating to the second man. They stared at him for a second and then walked away.
o-O-o-O
5 years ago
Harry woke up in the cave. He glanced around to see if Asian man is still here- he wasn't.
Oliver was also gone. Harry started to worry about him a little but in the end, he was too tired to care
He thought that he could at least take the Marauders Map and look at the dots of his friends when he realized that he didn't have his backpack with all his things, he left it on the beach...
Harry being the man of action decided to go to the beach and find his backpack- he wouldn't survive without his wand and magic...
So he quickly left the cave and run in the direction that he thought was the beach.
o-O-o-O
Present day
Diggle was leading Tommy, Harry, and Oliver into Big Belly Burger. He waved at a cute woman behind the counter, who waved back.
- Why don't you guys take a seat, and I will grab a couple of burgers and some ice for his face.
Tommy smiled at the woman - The girl's pretty cute. - He said casually
- That's my sister in law. - Diggle said, a steely glare at the younger man.
- Who I will never speak to or look at - Tommy replied at once - Ever. Gonna grab a booth
- She's not wearing a wedding ring - Oliver noticed - Brother out of the picture?
- Yeah, you could say that. - Dig replied with sadness. Harry looked at him he knew that look - it was a look of someone that lost somebody he loved...
- Dig - said, Harry. Diggle looked at him - I'm sorry about your brother. Dig looked at him surprised:
- How did you-?
- I lost somebody too it's... tough - said Harry with sadness remembering Sirius and Dumbledore. Diggle nodded:
- Thanks - Harry nodded back and go to Oliver's and Tommy table just in time to hear Tommy say:
- You are being really chill about this - Before Oliver could reply, his phone rang. He pulled it out.
- Hello? - he said, then spoke in Russian. He held the phone to his chest and looked to Tommy.
- It's a Russian model calling us. We just gave them my number - He explained with a smile. - Can we have a minute, please?
Tommy laughed lightly as he got up out of the booth.
- I can see now why you were able to be so chill - He remarked - Enjoy.
Oliver put a telephone in such position that the both of them could hear the conversation.
- So we checked out? - he asked
- You did - Alexi replied - His name is Floyd Lawton. I have an address where he stayed last time he was in Starling City. But that is all. I wasn't able to locate items for yet but I'm working on it...
Harry looked slightly disappointed but honestly, he didn't expect anything else. It's not easy to find the Horcruxes even if you have the whole mob at your disposal.
- Let's hope Lawton is a creature of habit. - said Oliver - Go.
- 1700 Broadway Pell Hotel, room 52. - Alexi replied - You'll leave us out of this, yes? Assuming doesn't kill you first - Oliver hung up
- So... we are going to the bathroom together again my BFF? - asked amused Harry
Oliver rolled his eyes but smiled.
o-O-o-O
Oliver and Harry were standing outside room 52. Harry gave a signal with his hand for Oliver to wait.
He pointed his hand at the door and thought Silencio and then Alohomora. It worked lock did not make any sound. Harry with a fast move opened the door while Oliver moved in inside Lawton seemed to be surprised at their presence but he was also fast... He quickly hid behind his bed but quickly came up, left arm extended ( his right one was injured ) and sprayed the doorway with bullets from a wrist-mounted fully automatic submachine gun. Oliver ducked back outside. Harry hid behind the door at which he cast silent Protego so the bullet wouldn't hit him. They waited for Lawton to reload.
When Lawton changed clips they shot at him four more arrows all that he blocked by the mattress that he propped up. He sprayed bullets once more, then jumped out of the window behind rushed out the window, but there was no sign of him. As police sirens got closer, Oliver grabbed the damaged remains of Lawton's laptop and they ran out.
o-O-o-O
Oliver and Harry made their way through the I.T department in Queen Consolidated in hopes of getting help for their laptop they stopped in front of the blonde woman.
- Ahem - Oliver cleared his throat ( Harry grimaced - the sound reminded him of one toad ) getting the woman attention.
- Felicity Smoak? - he asked, smiling - Hi. I'm Oliver Queen.
- Of course - She said, surprised. - I know who you are, you're .
- No, was my father - He stated with a smile.
- Right, but he's dead. - She shook her head, embarrassed - I mean, he drowned. - She closed her eyes
trying to compose herself. - But you didn't, which means you could come down to the I.T department and listen to me babble. Which will end in 3... 2... 1...
- Hi, I'm Harry Potter - said Harry with an amused smile.
- Oh, you are the guy that no one knows about - she said and then corrected - I mean I'm sure that there's a lot that people that know about you like your friends and...
- Felicity - said Harry really amused - It's nice to meet you.
- We were having some trouble with our computer and they told us that you were the person to come and see. - Oliver said laying Floyd Lawton's laptop down on her desk. - We were at our coffee shop surfing the web and I spilled a latte on it. - He lied. Harry felt in that moment that stopping himself from rolling his eyes were the most difficult thing in the world...
Felicity gave Oliver a look - Really?
- Yeah.
She ran her hand over the casing.
- 'Cause these look like bullet holes.
- Our coffee shop is in a bad neighborhood. - He added smoothly.
- It is actually - said Harry trying to keep the amusement out of his voice - We got kidnapped there once.
Felicity titled her head and gave them a look that said 'Seriously?'. Oliver smiled down at her.
- If there is anything that you can salvage from it, We would really appreciate it - Oliver said in a hopeful tone. Harry nodded his head in agreement. Felicity gave them one last look then shrugged and picked up the laptop.
A while later Felicity pulled up several image files.
- It looks like blueprints - She said.
- Do you know what of? - Oliver asked.
- The Exchange Building.
- Never heard of it.
- It's where the Unidac Industry's auction is scheduled to take place - Felicity explained. At theirs look, she pressed:
- I thought you said that was your laptop.
- Yes - Oliver stated. Harry in that moment realized that he is just like with Diggle testing Felicity to bring her into their crusade.
- Look, I don't want to get in the middle of some Shakespearian family drama thing.
Harry didn't understand the reference just like Oliver:
- What?
- marrying your mom - She explained - Claudius, Gertrude, Hamlet?
- I didn't study Shakespeare at any of the four schools that I dropped out of - Oliver said bluntly.
- I didn't study Shakespeare in the one school that I dropped out of - added Harry
- is trying to buy Unidac Industries. - She lay out plainly - And you've got a company laptop associated with one of the guys he's competing against.
Oliver nodded - Floyd Lawton. - He said to find out who did it belong really...
- No - Felicity interjected - Warren Patel - She looked at him - Who's Floyd Lawton?
- He is an employee of , evidently. - Oliver explained lamely.
Harry looked at the blueprints and understand just like Oliver that they can't do it alone.
o-O-o-O
Red Arrow and The Hood were outside SCPD headquarters later that night, where Detective Lance was walking to his car. The Red Arrow grabbed him roughly and pinned him down to his car holding him in a vice-like grip, preventing from getting up.
- Ah, you son of a bitch! - Lance started
- Detective, quiet! - The Hood whispered.
- You've got a pair on you, pulling this right outside the police station! - Lance snarled.
- Floyd Lawton's the one targeting the buyers interested in Unidac Industries. Interpol calls him
'Deadshot' because he never misses. You can look this up after I go. - The Hood did the talking while
Red Arrow was restraining Lance.
- Yeah, and stop chasing you, I suppose? - he grunted as Red Arrow cranked back on his arm slightly.
- Warren Patel hired Lawton - The Hood continued - We cannot be sure who they're targeting, it might be all the buyers, and We can't protect them in a space that big. We need your help - The Hood pleaded
- Yeah? Professional help - Lance scoffed
- This is not a joke - snarled Red Arrow - It is about saving people's lives
- Lawton laces his bullets with curare. Tell your men to wear Kevlar - The Hood finished.
- I'll tell them to shoot you- - he gasped as an arrow was driven into the hood of the car right next to his head. Suddenly the pressure on his arm was gone, he quickly looked up but vigilantes were gone.
o-O-o-O
Oliver and Harry were at Exchange Building waiting for Deadshot to show up. The cop walked downstairs to a man grabbed his arm and said:
- Warren Patel. I'm going to need you to come with me, sir. - The cop led Patel away.
Oliver and Harry entered the main room when suddenly familiar voice spoke up:
- Well, don't you scrub up nice? - Lance said sarcastically, as he cast his eyes around the room.
- Here to support my family - Oliver said with a tight smile.
- Yeah, me too, God help me - Lance remarked crossly
- Thank you - Oliver said quietly in honesty. Lance scoffed at him and moved off.
Harry in that moment got the impression that even if Lance was sometimes... dickish he was also a good person, Harry could respect that.
Oliver in the meantime walked over to his bodyguard ( Harry behind him ) - Dig. Got your eyes open?
Dig gave him a look - That's what I'm here for, sir. - He said, annoyed - That and answering patronizing questions.
- This guy's out of time - Oliver said plainly, still looking around - If he's going to do something
it's going to happen before the auction.
It seemed like Oliver is fully bringing him in thought Harry
Diggle looked at him partly in confusion and partly in worry. - Sir? - he asked.
- I heard the story on the radio. - He said lamely and walked over to the Walter.
- What is he talking about? - asked Diggle
- No idea - lied Harry and walked to the Oliver.
- If Moira shared your concern, she wouldn't have come - Harry could hear Walter say - And she definitely wouldn't have brought your sister - Harry and Oliver looked in shock at Thea and Moira.
No matter how mad Harry was at Thea he never wanted her to get hurt.
They walked over to them and the women noticed them Thea looked quite uncomfortable at seeing Harry.
- Oliver, Harry what a wonderful surprise. - Moira started but they ignored her.
- I need you to get them out of here right now - Oliver told Diggle. In the meantime, Harry looked around worried. He saw Lance running over to the Walter who had a small red dot on his chest over his heart. Harry also saw the waiter that was behind Walter would get shot. He wouldn't be able to save him if he was a normal person but Harry by no means was a normal person- he was a wizard.
With almost unnoticeable movement he pointed his hand at the waiter and thought - Depulso.
It worked Deadshot missed and Walter and waiter were okay.
Screams erupted Diggle grabbed Moira even as Oliver grabbed Thea and hurried them out of the room.
Harry quickly pointed his hand at another target of Deadshot and muttered: - Depulso. Another life was saved by his magic.
- Are you okay? - Oliver asked Thea. She nodded, and he looked to his mother. - Are you hurt?
- No, I'm fine! - she replied shakily. - Where is Walter? - she asked, terrified that he was dead.
- Walter's fine! - he assured her.
- I have to get you out of here - Diggle started, but Oliver shook his head
- No, them. Them! - Oliver and Harry yelled together and ran off.
They ran up to the service stairs, pausing briefly in front of trashcan. They pulled out a duffle bags they opened it and grabbed their suits and ran further on the stairs.
o-O-o-O
They broke through the window to the tower that Deadshot was shooting from.
Deadshot noticed them and took a few shots but he missed... The Hood shot three arrows at Deadshot but he hid behind the corner avoiding them completely.
He tried to sneak over to them but they walked quietly behind him. The Hood kicked him in the back.
Deadshot was falling over to the ground but at the last moment, he composed himself.
Harry quickly crouched that Oliver could use him as a support to jump and hit Lawton.
Lawton fell into the ground for a second and then tried to take shots at them but they jumped to the platform to avoid the shots. Together they lifted Deadshot up and smashed him over the table that was 5 meters away from the platform. Quickly Deadshot gets up and fought with them and kept up their pace. Whenever Harry or Oliver attacked him he blocked it. Just like the other way around whenever Deadshot attacked they could easily block it. Finally, Oliver and Harry succeeded in hitting him. Oliver punched him a few times in the stomach but it didn't make any difference. Deadshot punched Oliver in the face and then pushed Harry's bow out of his hand. Harry broke his right wrist
and quickly ran for his bow on the other side of the room. In the meantime, Oliver continued fighting with Lawton. Deadshot repeated trick with pushing bow. Oliver ran to the opposite side of the room and when he got his bow he hidden behind the pillar just like Harry did on the other side.
- Drop your guns. - The Hood yelled.
- I admire your work - Lawton replied looking around the room not knowing to who to shoot. - Guess you won't be extending me any professional courtesy.
- We're not in the same line of work - The Hood snarled - Your profession is murder.
- You've taken lives - Deadshot shot back
- For the good of others - The Hood defended - You're out for yourself. - Deadshot scoffed then opened
the fire on Harry's pillar then quickly turned around to shot at Oliver's. Then The Hood whipped around and fired, then ducked behind the cover. They heard body drop and looked around to see Deadshot on the ground with an arrow through his targeting sensor eyepiece.
They looked around to see Dig being shot by the Deadshot's bullet. They quickly ran over to him and put Dig's arm around their shoulder and walked him out.
o-O-o-O
5 years ago
Harry finally reached the beach and searched around for his backpack.
He found it! It was in exactly the same place he left it. He quickly grabbed one of the backpack's handle
when suddenly a hand covered his mouth...
o-O-o-O
Present day
They led the Diggle into their lair. Laying him on the table they pulled out the bag of herbs.
They gave him herbs and some water... Diggle coughed slightly but drank.
Later Dig woke up with difficulty he sits up just in time to see Harry Potter and Oliver Queen in their vigilante's gear.
- Hey - Oliver said as Diggle looked at them in stunned silence...