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Hello everyone. Time for another chapter, I had many positive reviews and I thank all of you for that, even the people who didn't review. Now I have two reviews that had questions and I will answers those.
DS2012: - About Remus, I used Gibbs rule #51: Sometimes you're wrong. I wasn't going to make Remus a bad person; I like his character too much for that.
Rimtuuk: - Where Gibbs told the others Harry was in love, he was trying to embarrass him. Too early for love, even I know that.
About the chapter, I am not copying the words from NCIS. Im just making this up as I go along, best way I say.
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Chapter 8: Meeting Harper Dearing.
Gibbs was having a bad week. Recently someone had been digging up naval secrets, starting with stealing navy documents from a United Equinox warehouse before it was burned down using thermite. Then attacking ships and killing sailors. It had only been three days since Abby had confirmed that Harper Dearing was the man attacking the navy and he had been placed on NCIS' Most Wanted Wall.
All the team was working late like they had been doing for the last couple of nights, McGee was trying to find a computer trail, Ziva was talking to some of her overseas contacts and DiNozzo was ordering a crap ton of pizzas, Everyone in the MCRT had been pulled from their cases to help with finding Harper Dearing.
"Boss, I just got off the phone with the Director in Prague, they have a return flight scheduled at the end of the week." McGee said as he hung up the phone.
"Pizzas are on the way as well, a dozen pizzas for everyone here." DiNozzo added.
Gibbs put his head in his hands, too many late nights were starting to catch up on him and he has had more than ten cups of coffee today. He briefly wiped his eyes before looking back up.
"Update?" Gibbs asked as he looked around at his team.
"I've got nothing, the funds Dearing used to pay Fullerton where routed through the Caymans so that I was unable to trace that source." McGee said.
"None of my contacts are able to pick up a lead either but they will keep and ear to the ground and eye open." Ziva said.
"Uh… all I have is a pizza update." DiNozzo said. Gibbs just glared at him.
"So basically we have nothing." Gibbs said.
"Basically." DiNozzo said.
"Oh jeez, go home, get some sleep. Come in early tomorrow." Gibbs said.
DiNozzo, McGee and Ziva grabbed their gear and headed for the elevator. Gibbs just sat there to collect his thoughts. He grabbed his stuff and soon followed suit.
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Once again Gibbs was down in his basement working on some woodwork project, he was repairing a cabinet from upstairs that was about to fall apart. Harry was in his bedroom, sleeping peacefully. Not even worrying about the troubles that they are enduring at the moment. Gibbs put his sander down and walked over to his workbench before pouring himself some bourbon. He put the bottle down and took a drink from the glass. He finished off the glass and put it down. He walked back upstairs turning the lights off on the way. He walked up the stairs and opened the door slightly and briefly looked into Harry's room. Harry looked happy and peaceful. Gibbs wondered how Kelly would have turned out if she had survived. Gibbs thought of the few but fond memories he had of his family before his life fell apart. Shannon and Kelly's Murder, Gibbs being wounded in Desert Storm and Killing Pedro Hernandez.
"We have both been through too much. I see a lot of myself in Harry." Gibbs softly said to himself. He closed the door before walking down the hall to his own room. He only recently started to use the master bedroom again. After his fourth ex-wife he had started to sleep in the living room using the couch. Too many bad memories he wanted to forget. He sat on his bed and pulled a box out from under his bed. He opened it and looked at all the slips of paper that fell out. Probably the only written copy of Gibbs' rules. He spent the next twenty minutes reading each of them and remembering what caused him to create his rules.
"Everyone needs a code they can live by." He could hear Shannon saying. Some of the rules she approved, some she criticised but she had some weird rules herself.
"Ah, I miss you guys. Not a day goes by I don't miss you two." Gibbs said as he picked up the picture on his bedside of the three of them after they had finished spending the day at the beach. They had a fishing comp, who got the biggest fish. Gibbs and Kelly versus Shannon. Shannon had won, having a fish double the size of Gibbs and Kelly's. He smiled fondly at that memory before putting the picture back and putting his rules back in the box and pushing it back under his bed. Switched the light off and laid down on the bed closing his eyes and falling asleep.
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Harry opened the front door and walked into the house after school had let out. He placed he walked upstairs and dropped his bag off in his room. He knew he had the house to himself for a while. Gibbs was most likely spending a late night again and Dobby was back in England doing something that were unresolved at Gringotts back. Harry walked back downstairs wanting to make something to eat but stopped short in the lounge room. He saw that someone was standing in the kitchen. The man looked to be in his late sixties, had glasses and shot white hair that ringed around the back of his head leaving him bald on top. The man looked surprised to see someone there.
"Good evening young man." The man said.
"Umm Hi, I don't mean to be rude but who are you?" Harry asked as he checked to make sure his wand was in his holster on his arm.
"Oh, how rude of me. My name is Harper, Harper Dearing." The man introduced himself.
"What are you doing here? Harry asked as well.
"Well, I'm an old friend of Leroy's and I was in town and wanted to come see him. I didn't know if he was home or not, but I let myself in to leave a note, to say I was in town and wanted' to catch up with him. Gibbs always leaves his front door unlocked, bad habit I have to say but Gibbs won't change that." Harper said. Harry relaxed a bit. He didn't know much about Gibbs and had no reason to believe that Harper was lying.
"Would you like to wait for a bit, to see if he comes home?" Harry asked as he gestured to the dining table.
"Sure, I have time to stay for a bit." Harper said as he took a seat. Harry asked if he wanted a glass of water, Harper thanked him for offering and said he would like one. Harry filled two glasses and placed one in front of Harper. He then took the seat across from him.
"So, I didn't know that Gibbs had a son." Harper said after he had taken a drink.
"I'm not Gibbs' son. My father was Gibbs' cousin before he passed when I was a child." Harry said.
"I'm sorry to hear your father passed. I'm sure he loved you a lot." Harper said.
"I'm sure he did." Harry said as a small smile come onto his face.
"So were you born around here?" Harper asked next.
"No, I'm originally from England, but circumstances happened that cause me to leave. I wasn't happy to leave my life behind there but I have enjoyed living with Gibbs and meeting his team at NCIS." Harry said.
"If you don't mind me asking, what circumstances caused you to leave?" Harper asked confused.
"The Headmaster at my school, I looked up to him as a grandfather figure and I found out he was manipulating me. He was even paying off my friends to spy on me. He had some plan to marry me off to someone from a family and use them to get at my families money." Harry said.
"Would I be correct in assuming this headmaster was none other than Albus Dumbledore?" Harper asked looking thoughtful.
"How do you know who he is?" Harry asked back.
"My ex-wife, she was what you Englanders call a squib, I think it is." Harper said.
"Yeah, it was Dumbledore. He wanted me under his thumb, to control my every movement." Harry said.
"Why would he want you under his thumb, surely you're just a normal teen. A very polite one at that, not most teens nowadays are polite." Harper said.
"I never said my name did I, I'm Harry Potter. Wish I was normal." Harry said. Harper looked as if he finally understood.
"Ah, that makes much more sense. I understand now. Let me tell you something Harry. I have heard about how you are treated in England, how you are a hero and you are known in America, but you are less likely to get mobbed by people, or at least that was what my wife told me. Don't know much about magic to tell you the truth." Harper said as he finished off his water and looked at his watch. "Well I hate to have to run but I have somewhere to be in about half an hour. I'll have to catch up with Gibbs another time. It was a pleasure to meet you Harry." Harper said as he stood and held out his hand. Harry also stood and shook his hand. Harper let himself out the front door and Harry placed both cups on the sink for when the dishes were done after dinner. Harry turned to head up to his room and get started on his homework but thought he should let Gibbs know that his friend was in town. He pulled his phone out and dialled Gibbs' number. It rang a couple of times before Gibbs picked up.
"Yeah. Gibbs." Gibbs said as he answered.
"Hey Gibbs, I'm at home and wanted to let you know one of your friends is in town." Harry said as he headed to his room.
"Friends? Which friend?" Gibbs asked. Harry could hear the confusion in his voice.
"He said his name was Harper Dearing." Harry said.
"Did he just call the home?" Gibbs asked with concern in his voice.
"He just left." Harry said wondering what was wrong.
"Grab your gear." Harry could hear Gibbs say to the other. "Harry listen to me, Harper Dearing is a wanted terrorist, he is responsible for blowing up naval ships and counts of murder. Go down to the basement and stay there. Get the gun out of the safe, you know the code and if he comes back, keep him there." Gibbs said.
"I will." Harry said as Gibbs hung up. He ran to the safe and imputed the code and got the spare gun out and went down to the basement. He hid below the stairs and waited for Gibbs to get home. Harry may have been rash in the past and most likely tried to stop Harper, but he heard what Gibbs said. He was responsible for blowing things up and murdering people. So he just waited for Gibbs to get back.
He only had to wait for fifteen minutes before he heard the door being kicked in, He could hear someone running down the stairs, he held the gun up just in case but relaxed when he saw Gibbs.
"Harry." Gibbs said as he pulled Harry into a hug. Harry didn't say anything. They both walked upstairs and saw not only the team, but a group of men in armour and holding assault rifles. Gibbs briefly talked to one of the armoured men and DiNozzo before everyone left but Gibbs and Harry. Gibbs asked Harry questions trying to determine if it was Dearing and what he wanted.
They paused when DiNozzo walked in. Gibbs looked at him expectantly. But DiNozzo only shook his head. Dearing had escaped again.
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Bet you didn't see that coming. Before anyone says Harry should have done something about Dearing, remember he doesn't know who most of Gibbs friends are so would know that Dearing isn't a good guy. Don't flame me, flame God of Vampires. For reason I don't know but my rule # 3 blame anyone but you. From my mischievous section.
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Till next time folks.
