A/N: So this is a long chapter and soooo good. I'm not very pleased with the writing in the first part, I feel I use the same words too often and the writing is a little choppy. But the second part flows must easier.

So long chapter ahead and lots of plot progression. Hence the reason this chapter is called "Progress." Please enjoy!

P.S. I know shit about science. I'm sorry for the lack of medical accuracy in this chapter.

Chapter Ten: Progress

A month went by quickly for the trio. Ron moved in to his private apartment with Thomas, who practically cried with joy at being able to get out of the barracks. Hermione continued to work with Dr. Po, and Harry and Duo were scheduled on missions regularly. Even though all three had been promoted fairly quickly, they were all now stuck at a standstill. None of them had an opportunity to raise in the ranks any further and none of them were able to find anything more out about the Weirdo file. They had successfully infiltrated the Preventers, but not at a high enough level to complete their mission.

Currently, Harry was lying on his bed, toying with his bracelet. He and Duo had just returned from a routine surveillance mission. Nothing interesting had happened and Duo had ranted a long time about how boring the missions had been lately. Harry sat up in bed when he heard the door to his room open.

"Hey Iien—are you alright?" Harry jumped to his feet as he spotted his roommate. Iien was smiling sheepishly, his ankle bandaged up, and leaning on Trowa Barton for support. Harry moved out of the way as Trowa helped Iien to the couch.

"I'm fine, the doctors tell me it's just a bad sprain. Thanks Trowa."

"What happened?"

Iien laughed, a little embarrassed. "We were chasing down a criminal and I tripped in a snake hole. Never saw it coming."

Harry winced in sympathy. "I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry! Because of me and my clumsiness the guy got away!" He glanced at Trowa. "I still don't understand how. One minute he was there, the next he was gone. I mean, I only took my eyes off of him when I fell."

Trowa nodded and spoke softly. "That was why you fell. When pursing an enemy you must be aware of all of your surroundings while never losing track of the target. It is a skill that takes practice."

"I know," Iien sighed. "But it was like he vanished into thin air! There weren't even any footprints to follow!"

Harry frowned and turned to Trowa. "Did you see anything?"

Trowa shook his head. "No… it was peculiar. The target's footprints stopped, as if he never took another step but he himself was no longer there."

"This one is definitely going into the Weirdo File."

Trowa nodded slightly in agreement and Harry perked up. "Do you guys need help with the paperwork? I've gotten pretty good at filing paperwork because Duo hates to do it."

"You actually want to do my paperwork? Go for it!" Iien laughed but stopped when Trowa's disapproving eyes settled on him. "I mean… thanks for the offer James, but I need to do it myself. Paperwork is a very important part of the job and should always be done in a prompt fashion."

"That doesn't sound rehearsed at all," Harry teased.

Iien rolled his eyes. "Hey, speaking of reports, will you get my laptop from Trowa's car downstairs?"

"Sure."

"Thanks man."

Harry slipped his shoes on and followed Trowa out the door. The two stepped on the elevator and Harry pressed the button for the ground floor. He leaned against the wall and looked at Trowa curiously. The older man was at least three inches taller than Harry and had an expressionless face. Harry didn't know him very well; they had never been on a mission together or talked about anything other than work. He really was only on first name basis with him because Duo insisted that Harry call all his friends by their first names.

"So who were you guys chasing?" Harry asked.

Trowa glanced at him briefly before answering in a quiet voice. "A jewel thief."

"Oh yeah? And he just vanished into thin air?"

Trowa nodded wordlessly.

"Did you hear anything? Did he call for pickup or was there a sound, like a bang or gunshot?"

Trowa frowned and finally looked Harry in the eye. "There was a sound similar to a gunshot. How did you know?"

"Oh, uh, just a guess. I mean, I just trying to think of a way a person could just vanish into thin air."

"You know a way for someone to vanish with the sound of a gunshot?" Trowa's voice was both disbelieving and suspicious.

"Well no…" Harry stammered. "I was just asking to see if I could help."

"You cannot." Trowa turned away from him as the doors dinged open. Harry followed the man out of the building and to his car. He was surprised to find Quatre waiting at the vehicle. The blonde smiled at the two.

"Did you get Iien settled?" At Trowa's nod, Quatre turned to Harry. "Good afternoon, James. How are you doing today?"

"Fine thanks." Harry gestured to the car. "I just came down to get Iien's laptop."

"Oh!" Quatre stepped aside as Trowa reached into the car, grabbing the item. "Well tell Iien to make sure he takes it easy and rests that ankle."

"I will," Harry assured, taking the computer from Trowa. "Do you both have the rest of the day off?"

Quatre smiled. "It's rare, but every so often we do get a day together."

Harry returned the smile. "Then I won't hold you up. Enjoy your day."

"You as well."

Harry watched as the two climbed into Trowa's car and drove away. Once they were gone, Harry stepped back into his apartment building and opened Iien's laptop. The screen lit up, asking for a log in and password. Harry quickly stepped onto the elevator and pulled out his wand. He whispered a duplication spell over the machine before shutting the lid. The spell would only last for a twenty four hours, so hopefully Iien would type his report before then.

When Harry reported to Duo's office the next morning, he was surprised to find more people in the office than usual. Duo was sitting in his chair with Heero and Wufei standing behind him, scowling at two woman who were dressed in white doctor coats across from them. As he entered, the women turned to face him and Harry had to suppress a smile as he realized one of them was Hermione.

"James," Duo greeted coldly. "These women are here to see you."

"We're here to see all of you, Maxwell," Sally practically growled. "All of you are well overdue for your physicals." She pinned a hard stare on Harry. "And you should have received one the moment you were assigned as Maxwell's partner."

Harry was taken back. "Uh, sure. Okay. Where and when should I report?"

The doctor looked shocked at his words and Duo smacked the desk loudly with his palms. "James! We do not give in to doctors!"

Sally Po also slapped Duo's desk loudly, standing from her seat with a superior smirk. Even though she was speaking to Harry, her eyes never left Duo's face. "Porter, you will report to the medical floor immediately, my assistant, Jean Gardner, will accompany you."

"James, you will do no such thing!" Duo leveled a glare on Hermione. "I'm not letting you go anywhere with this… this trickster!"

"I thought you were a trickster?" Harry teased, amused.

"I am a top notch prankster!" Duo growled. "This woman is nothing but a lowly jester."

Hermione rolled her eyes. "He's angry because when we first met, I tricked him into getting a shot." She scowled at Duo. "A shot that you needed to save your life, I might add."

"I could have survived the poison."

"And risked permanent paralysis!"

"Don't waste your breath, Jean," Sally interrupted. "Soldiers will never understand the importance of physicals. The point is, gentlemen, you are all overdue for your check ups, and until you get them, all three of you are officially off field duty."

"What—?!"

"Desk duty, Maxwell!" Sally growled. "Until I get all of your tests results." She glared at Heero and Wufei. "And I mean all of you. Winner's already finished his, but Barton still needs to report to me." She straightened and smirked at Duo's angry face. "Enjoy your desk jobs, gentlemen."

She swept from the room, her doctor's coat billowing around her. Hermione stood and nodded respectfully to the men. "Good day, gentlemen. We'll see you soon." She smiled at Harry, her eyes twinkling as she walked out of the office, closing the door behind her. Harry turned to a scowling Duo, angry Wufei, and stoic Heero.

"It's just a physical," Harry said. "I can't believe the three of you have any trouble passing it."

"Hah, we could do their stupid tests with our eyes closed," Duo grumbled, crossing his arms.

Harry raised his eyebrow. "So what's the problem? Just go get it over with." None of them answered and Harry shrugged. "Whatever. I'm going to the medical floor and getting this taken care of. I don't know about you guys but I don't want to be stuck behind a desk for any longer than I have to." Harry grabbed the doorknob and leveled annoyed look at Duo. "And since I can't go on missions without you, you had better not keep me waiting for long."

Duo snorted and rolled his eyes as Harry swept from the room.

Harry smiled happily as Sally Po left to set up the equipment for his physical. He and Hermione sat together at a table, ready to fill out some medical forms.

"Well thank you for coming so promptly," Hermione began. "Let's start with your full name."

Harry glanced around the room, making sure they were alone, before grinning at Hermione. "Harry James Potter."

Hermione rolled her eyes. "James Porter," she spoke as she wrote. "Birthday?"

"July 30th, 1980."

"October 15th, AC 184."

"How did you know that?" Harry asked. "I thought you didn't know anything about my undercover identity?"

"I read your application to the Preventers," Hermione admitted. "Did you know they used Professor McGonagall as one of the letters of recommendations to get you in?"

"McGonagall knows we're here?" Harry asked in shock.

"Of course not. They probably asked her to write you one and then changed it to fit their needs. Now, any family history of health problems?"

"No."

"Okay, any previous health problems?"

"Um… accident prone?"

Hermione giggled. "That's not a health problem, Harry."

"Okay…then, no. Oh wait!" Harry grinned. "Being a horcrux."

Hermione's eyes widen slightly. "Harry!" She checked the box indicating no prior health issues. "Any recent mental health issues?"

"I had a the Dark Lord in my head trying to drive me insane."

"We'll put a minor case of PTSD after the war was over, everyone has that. Okay, any previous surgeries?"

"Does having my bones regrown count as surgery?"

Hermione giggled. "I forgot about that. Oh that Lockhart had everyone fooled."

"All the woman, you mean." Hermione rolled her eyes and Harry smiled. "Anything else?"

"No, I can fill the rest in myself. Dr. Po should be ready by now."

"Before we go in there, I have an update." Harry leaned closer and lowered his voice. "I was going to check in with you both tonight but Iien is filing out a report for the Weirdo file. I've put a duplication charm on his computer so we we'll be able to retrieve the codes and get access to it."

"But will Iien have the clearance? If you don't, I don't see why he would."

"I'm hoping that Trowa gave it to him so he could file the report. I won't know until tonight."

"That's excellent news Harry, be sure to keep us informed." They stood just as the door opened, revealing Heero, Wufei, and a very disgruntled Duo. Hermione smiled at the three.

"Welcome gentlemen! I just finished the paperwork with Mr. Porter. Give me a moment to get yours." She winked at Harry and disappeared into her office.

Harry grinned cheekily at the three. "Didn't like the idea of desk work, did you?"

"Shut up," Duo ordered. "You're on the shit-list for siding with the doctors."

"I'm not siding with anyone!" Harry argued. "I'm just getting a physical."

"Shit. List."

Harry rolled his eyes and stormed into the exam room. At the instruction of the intern working, he removed his shirt and stepped on the treadmill. The intern hooked him up to monitoring devices and turned the machine on.

"Go ahead and start running," she ordered.

Harry did so, keeping his pace at a light jog. He was surprised when Duo walked in, still looking disgruntled. Heero and Wufei followed a moment later and all three removed their shirts as they stepped up onto treadmills.

"That was fast," Harry commented.

"We've done this many, many times before."

For the next half hour the four boys ran in place in silence. Harry couldn't help himself and kept sneaking peaks at Duo. The other man was the same height as him but skinnier. He had no body fat and was built of pure muscle. There were light, faded scars scattered about his torso that Harry knew were from the wars. Duo's long braid bounced on his back as he jogged.

Duo suddenly looked over and caught Harry staring at him. He grinned wickedly and winked, making Harry blush brightly and miss a step in his running. Duo laughed loudly while Harry pointedly ignored him. They finished their running a few minutes later and climbed off the machines, none of them out of breath.

"Excellent condition," the intern said. "Now if you'll head to the next room, Dr. Po will be in to check your reflexes."

As soon as she finished speaking, the door opened and Trowa walked in with Ron.

"Hey Tro-man!" Duo greeted. "Quatre making you get your physical today too?"

Trowa nodded.

"Hey, Agent Porter, right?" Ron smiled and stuck his hand out for Harry.

"Yeah, Agent Windborne? Good to see you again. Do you need a physical too?"

Ron shrugged. "Guess even a desk worker like me has to have some physical ability."

"It's not hard. You'll do fine, I'm sure."

Ron grinned. Of course he would do just fine. He may not have been keeping up with his normal training regime since starting the mission but Ron was still in great shape.

"Yeah, I've been kinda slacking since getting this job though, I should work on that. My girlfriend will get cranky if I let myself go."

"I'm usually in the gym on Wednesdays, if we don't have a mission. Why not join me?"

"Sure, thanks mate."

Harry nodded. This was the perfect opportunity for him and Ron to spend more time together without having to sneak around. If they acted like casual friends who worked out together no one would be suspicious if they ever caught the two alone talking.

Duo heard the conversation and shot the two an annoyed look. He didn't like the idea of sharing his little partner with someone else. The only reason James worked out alone on Wednesdays was because all of Duo's paperwork was due Thursday. Duo bounced over and placed a hand on Harry's shoulder.

"Well you two have fun running, we have to go to the exam room." He shoved Harry towards the next room without another word.

The exam room was painted a light blue with only one table. Heero and Wufei entered another room and Sally Po followed them, ordering Duo and Harry to wait in the first one. Harry jumped up on the exam bed and looked around curiously. He could count on one hand the number of times he'd been to a muggle doctor's office. The room was cold and unnaturally clean. It lacked the organized chaos of a magical hospital. He shivered from the cold.

"So where'd you get the scars?" Duo asked abruptly. Harry turned to him and noticed the man staring at his bare chest. Harry flushed lightly and shrugged.

"Where'd you get yours?"

"Fair enough." Duo leaned on the table next to him. "Normally I wouldn't ask but the one on your hand has really got me curious."

Harry looked down at his hand where the words "I will not tell lies" were still visible. The scar had faded with time but was still there if someone looked closely enough. Up until now Harry had managed to never let anyone stare at his hands long enough to see them but with Duo's sharp eyes he wasn't surprised the older man noticed.

"You tell a lot of lies?"

Harry shook his head. "No, actually. I got this one for telling the truth a little too loudly for some people's taste."

Duo grunted and took Harry's hand, running his fingers over the words. "It's old."

Harry gently took his hand back. "How'd you get that one?" Harry pointed to a small scar just above Duo's heart. The braided man shrugged.

"Let a guy get too close."

"What guy?"

"Doesn't matter, he's dead now. Heero killed him."

Harry's eyes widened. "But I thought Heero didn't kill anymore? During training he always emphasized disabling an enemy."

Duo grinned. "Yeah well, Hee-chan's really protective."

Harry noticed Duo's smile didn't quite reach his eyes when he said this. The teen had noticed it before but this confirmed it. His partner used smiles to cover up how he was really feeling. That wasn't to say Duo wasn't a happy person, generally his smiles were real. But that just made his mask harder to see through.

"What are you staring at?" Duo asked.

Harry snapped out of his daze. "Uh, nothing, sorry."

"You've been staring at me all day." He moved closer. "See something you like?"

Harry rolled his eyes and attempted to act nonchalant. "Shut up." He attempted to push Duo away but the other man caught his hand and linked their fingers, moving even closer.

"Awe come on. You have to say something nice or you'll hurt my feelings."

He moved closer and Harry stilled, unsure of what to do or say. Duo was so close he could feel his breath on his lips. His hand was warm and their fingers were still linked. Harry stared at his lips and leaned closer slightly just as the door to the room opened. Startled, Harry jerked away quickly, pulling his hand back and trying to hide his blush. Duo let his head hang for a moment before he glared at Ron and Trowa,who had just entered the room.

"Sup guys," he greeted in an annoyed tone.

Ron glanced between Duo and Harry before shooting Harry a knowing look. His friend rolled his eyes and turned away.

"Hey guys. Dr. Po told us to wait here."

As soon as he finished talking, Hermione walked into the room with her clipboard. "Mr. Porter? I'll be doing your exam. Oh, Mr. Windborne, you're done already? Come with us, I'll be taking care of yours too. Sally will be in for you two in just a minute."

Ron and Harry followed her to different room. As soon as they were alone, Ron playfully shoved Harry and laughed. "Looked a little friendly with your partner there, mate."

"Shut up, Ron."

Hermione looked between the two. "What happened?"

"Nothing."

"I walked in on Harry and Duo snogging."

"We weren't snogging!"

Hermione frowned disapprovingly. "Harry, need I remind you we are here on a mission? This is not the time or place to start looking for a relationship."

"I'm not looking for one!" Harry defended. "He just happens to be good looking and well, I was tempted okay? I'm only human."

Hermione didn't look convinced. "Just don't get attached. Nothing good can come of a relationship built on lies."

"Just drop it and do this exam."

"Oh I already finished the paperwork," Hermione waved at her clipboard dismissively. "We've just got to stay in here so it looks like I gave you one. I know both your medical records inside and out."

"Well someone's got to!" Ron exclaimed. "Because I sure don't."

"Yeah I stopped trying to keep track of mine after fourth year. Got to be too much."

Harry and Ron laughed while Hermione huffed. "You two are impossible."

Harry entered his apartment in a good mood. He didn't see Duo again after the physicals but Harry figured he would see him tomorrow at work. It had been nice today, being able to let his guard down and act like himself with his friends. Even if they only got a few minutes together it was better than nothing. As much as Harry enjoyed Duo's company he missed seeing Ron and Hermione everyday.

Iien entered the room and greeted Harry pleasantly. "Hey James, what's up?"

"Hey, should you be up? How's your ankle?"

"I had to use the bathroom and it's fine. I can walk a little so long as I'm careful." Harry nodded and walked over to his bunk. Iien's laptop was sitting on his pillow. "Sorry. I couldn't get into my bunk on my ankle so I used yours."

"That's okay," Harry turned to him. "Did you finish your report?"

"Yeah, it was boring, sitting here all day by myself so I figured I might as well do it. Also, I think it's time we invested in cable.""

"Good." Harry set the laptop down and drew his wand. Before Iien had a chance to react, Harry stunned him. He quickly caught the older man before he hit the ground and then carefully levitated him onto his bunk. Harry pulled his bracelet off and touched the stones representing his friends.

"I have Iien's laptop. Come to my apartment as soon as you can; the coast is clear."

Harry slipped his bracelet back on and moved to the couch. He set the laptop down and booted up the computer. A moment later the sound of Ron and Hermione apparating announced their arrival.

"Hey mate, did you get his password?"

"I'm checking now." Harry gestured for them to sit on the couch while he sat in the middle so they both could see the screen. Harry followed the exact keystrokes Iien performed and within moments, they had found the folder they were looking for.

"Unexplained and Unsolved Missions," Hermione read. Harry clicked on it and a password screen popped up. The keys on the keyboard lit up one at a time and Harry pressed them. Another screen popped up confirming the password.

The folder was filled with files, all named after the mission and date the mission occurred. Harry double-clicked on the first one and a password screen popped up. They stared at the keyboard, but none of the keys lit up.

"He must not have tried to open this file so there's nothing for the spell to duplicate," Ron said.

"Try his password," Hermione suggested. Harry did but the password was rejected.

"He doesn't have clearance." Harry tried another file but got the same result.

"Try mine," Ron suggested. He reached over and typed his password but was rejected too.

"We don't have the clearance," Hermione said sadly. "Agent Barton must have only given Iien enough clearance to add to the folder, not view anything in it."

Harry leaned back into the couch with a sigh of frustration. They had gotten so close, to think that a simple password stood in the way of them completing their mission.

"Let's think this through," Harry started. "We found what we're looking for, but we can't get access to it." He turned to Hermione. "Is there a spell we could cast to reveal its secrets to us?"

Hermione looked thoughtful before shaking her head. "Magic and technology don't really work well together. Small spells, like the detection spell you used, doesn't affect it, but higher powered spells, such as one to force a computer to reveal its 'secrets' would probably short circuit it."

"Wait a second…" Ron frowned. "I might have this wrong, but this computer is connected to all the other ones, right?" At his friend's nods, he continued. "Well what good does being able to read these files do for us? Even if we read and change them on this computer, they'll still be the same on all the others."

"Changing the file on this computer and saving it, will change the files everywhere," Hermione explained. "So long as they're all connected when the changes take place."

"What are we changing them to?"

"We won't know that until we read the files," Hermione answered.

"For example," Harry jumped in. "The report Iien just submitted said that he and Trowa pursued a jewel thief who vanished into thin air. The only clue they had was the sound of a gunshot they heard right before the guy disappeared."

"He disapparated?"

"I think so. There weren't any footprints or any sign of transportation."

"Okay, so what are we going to change the file to?"

"Officially it will read the man simply escaped because the agents lost sight of him. It won't mention anything about him disappearing or the cracking sound."

"And Barton and Iien?"

"We charm their memories to accept it as well."

"I don't think we thought this all through," Ron said. "There are a lot of files here and probably submitted by a lot of different agents. How are we going to change all of them and charm everyone's memory and not get caught in the process?"

"Well we're not going to do it all, Ron," Hermione explained. "Once we have access to the files, we'll call the Minister and he's going to send a whole team to work on it. It's our job to get the information; it'll be their job to cover everything up."

Ron nodded and leaned back, placing his hands behind his head as he thought. "Well you know who has access to everything? Quatre and the others."

Harry nodded. "I have no idea what Duo's password is. He never types it if I'm standing nearby."

"Same with Quatre."

"There has to be some way to get it. What if you use the same duplication spell on their computers as you did with this one?"

Ron shook his head. "Too many different people use the computers we work on. The spell would be duplicating too much and there'd be no way to tell what was Quatre's."

"It could work with Duo," Harry mused. "Only he and I use the computer in his office."

"Well try that as soon as you can and we'll go from there."

Later that night, Hermione sat at her workstation, typing up charts absentmindedly. She had been seeing patients with Dr. Po's permission for a few weeks now. While Hermione enjoyed her work very much –much more than she has expected, really— she was acutely away that she wasn't making any progress on her real mission.

Her computer beeped, informing her of an email. Hermione paused in her work to check the message. It was a possible match from the Family Reconstruction Act and Hermione grinned. She thought the act was an absolutely wonderful thing and the chance to reconnect a family torn apart by war made her excited. She opened the email and scanned it quickly.

Hermione's eyes widened with shock and her mouth slowly fell open. The file for one James Porter had popped up along with it's potential match. She clicked on the match but a message popped up, demanding a password. She quickly typed hers in but was denied access. Frowning, she tried again, just in case she'd typed things incorrectly. Again, the password was rejected because of lack of clearance.

Hermione switched back to James Porter's file and skimmed it over. Everything was accurate. It stated James was nineteen, and that he was currently employed as a Preventer Agent. He was listed as growing up in London and had no political affiliation. There was a brief medical history stating that he was healthy and had no mental issues and there was a blood sample on file. Hermione clicked it and a letter popped up.

"The system has found a potential match between James Porter and..." Hermione frowned as she read. The other person's name had been blacked out on the screen. "The two blood samples on file have been confirmed to be a fifty percent match with one another. Further testing is recommended to confirm findings."

Hermione clicked on the attachment to the letter and a data sheet popped up. Her eyes studied the genetic profile of the two samples and she frowned. The way the FRA was designed, if a match appeared in the system between two people who were a fifty percent match with each other, a message was sent to the doctor who originally entered the information. Hermione had personally entered hers, Harry's, and Ron's fake files when she first started working for Sally. The other person had been entered by someone with a higher clearance than her so she couldn't read the file.

Hermione minimized the screen and brought up the database for the FRA. She searched for Harry Potter and the old file appeared. She had changed the information for the nine year old Harry Potter so that his DNA wouldn't be matched with himself. She then looked up Petunia Dursley and Dudley. Hermione had modified both of them as well, so the mystery match wasn't Harry's relatives.

Hermione wasn't sure who that left. The only blood relatives Harry had were his aunt and cousin. His uncle was related by marriage. Frowning, Hermione once again brought up the FRA match screen and tried her password. She knew it would be rejected before she hit enter but still scowled when it didn't work. She would need Sally's clearance to look at the file.

Shaking her head, Hermione grabbed her bracelet and touched the green stone. It took a long time before Harry's sleepy voice echoed from the bracelet. Hermione hadn't realized how late it was.

"Are you alright?" Harry asked.

"I'm fine, there's a problem though."

"What is it?" Harry sounded more awake this time and Hermione stretched her bracelet open until his tired face appeared in the circle.

"Can you come to my office? It's in the medical area of headquarters. Third floor, last door on the left."

Harry rubbed his eyes and nodded. "Okay, I'll be there in a minute."

Hermione put her bracelet back on and then paused. She touched the red stone that was Ron and, after scolding him for whining about being tired, told him to come to her office as well. While she waited, Hermione printed out all the information she could access. By the time she was done, Harry and Ron knocked on the door and slipped inside. Both looked tired and Ron was obviously annoyed at being made to wake up in the middle of the night.

"It's nearly one in the morning," Ron complained. "This had better be important, Hermione." He leaned over and kissed her briefly before plopping down into a chair next to her desk. Harry took the other one, resting his chin in his hand.

"Did you find something on the Weirdo File?"

"No, I found something else." She hesitated before handing the papers over to Harry. "You both know what the FRA is right?"

"That's what you and Sally have been working on these last few months?" Harry asked. He glanced at the papers but couldn't bring his tired mind to focus on the science jargon.

"Yes, we're all entered into it. It's required for all Preventer Agents." Hermione hesitated again before hurrying to say. "It's found a match for you, Harry."

The boys stared at her in disbelief before Harry suddenly straightened. "Oh crap! My aunt!"

Hermione shook her head. "I've already checked, it's not your aunt."

"Then Dudley," Harry continued. "They're my only two blood relatives."

"It's not Dudley either. I've already been through the entire system and changed the records so that yours and my family won't be linked to us accidentally. I didn't have to worry about Ron because his family are wizards, so they aren't in the muggle system."

"So then who is it?" Harry asked in confusion. "Petunia and Dudley are the only options."

Hermione bit her lip worriedly. "That's just it, I don't know. The other blood sample is classified. I can't access any information about it. The results are here..." she pulled out the paper with the DNA printed results. "I'm not a geneticists so I only understand the basics. But this paper here shows a fifty percent match of genetic markers between your blood and the other sample."

"What does that mean?"

"It means whoever this is, is related to you by blood and very closely. If I didn't know any better, I'd say this person is a brother or sister but..."

"But I don't have siblings," Harry finished. "How accurate are these tests?"

"They have a ninety-five percent accuracy rate," Hermione answered. "Normally when a match is found, both parties are informed and brought in and another test is done to confirm the findings."

Harry stared at his friend before glancing down at the papers. He frowned, not understanding anything written there. He spotted the letter and read it, annoyed when the name of the other person was blocked out.

"What's DNA?" Ron asked suddenly. Both turned to look at him.

"DNA stands for deoxyribonucleic acid," Hermione answered. "It's a substance that carries our genetic code."

"Genetic code?"

"It's what makes up who and what we are. Each living person and thing has a genetic code that is carried through our DNA. When a child is born, the parent's genetic code is passed from them to their child. It's how muggles know who's child is who's."

"Can it be fooled? Could someone have changed Harry's DNA to mess with him for some reason?"

Hermione shook her head. "You can't change DNA but you can lie on the results of a test." She glanced over at Harry. "There's a small possibility that someone modified these tests results to make us think you had found a match."

"Who? And why? And how would anyone know to change James Porter's results and not Harry Potter's?" Harry shook his head. "That's pretty far fetched."

"Well it's either that or... or the FRA found you a long lost sibling."

"The Potters are one of the best known families in the entire Wizarding World," Ron put in. "Someone, somewhere would have noticed if they had another kid. Sirius or Remus would have said something."

"Well... no, they wouldn't have," Hermione said slowly. She looked at Harry, who staring at the papers in front of him silently. He glanced up at her, his mind slowly coming to the same conclusion.

"What are you talking about?" Ron asked.

"Do you remember when you went with your family to Greece, just before we started Auror training?" Hermione asked. Ron nodded. "Well Harry and I stayed in London, cleaning up Remus' old place. We wanted to find some of his old belongings to give to Teddy."

"We found some letters," Harry spoke. "They were pretty old and between Sirius and my dad. I don't know why Remus had them."

"What'd they say?"

Harry's face darkened as he leaned back into seat. "My mum... I guess when she younger she was raped." Ron's eyes widened in horror. "She got pregnant but didn't believe in abortion. So my dad wrote to Sirius and told him what happened and asked him to help them keep it a secret while they were at school. They managed to hide it from everyone and when the baby was born, my mum gave him up for adoption."

"Merlin Harry..." Ron glanced at the papers. "So wait... are you two thinking that this match is between Harry and the baby his mum gave up when she was a teenager?"

Harry shook his head. "I tried to track him down awhile ago and found him. The baby was given to a family who lived up in the colonies, L3, I think. But on a trip to Earth, the entire family was killed in an accident. I went and saw the grave and that was the end of that."

"How old was he?"

"He died when he was ten, according to the dates on the tombstone."

Ron frowned in thought. "So what is all of this then? It's not your aunt or cousin, it's not your mum's kid because he died... so who's the FRA matched to you?"

Harry shrugged. "I have no idea." He turned to Hermione. "There's no way for us to get the name?"

"It's level ten classified," Hermione answered. "The only people with that high of clearance are Sally...Lady Une, Duo and others would probably have it too."

Harry rolled his eyes and spoke sarcastically. "Hey Duo, could I use your password to get into some classified files? Really, great, thanks!"

"Our mission would be over by now if it were that easy," Ron muttered.

"So what would you like me to do, Harry?"

Harry shrugged. "I don't know! I guess... just erase it or something? It's probably a mistake anyway. We don't need this kind of distraction from the mission."

"Are you sure? If it is true..."

"It's not Hermione. I'm not being pessimistic, just realistic. We know my family and we know what happened to them. There isn't anyone it could be. It's a mistake."

Hermione nodded slowly. "Alright. I'll enter it into the system as an error. That will make it go away."

"Thanks." Harry stood and stretched. "I'm going back home. Duo told me to show up at six for some 'special training.'"

"Oh yeah, how special?" Ron leered.

"If you had ever trained with Duo, you wouldn't be making jokes," Harry grumbled. "The guy is insane. They all are. Sometimes I want to use my magic just to wipe that smug smile off his face."

"Harry—"

"I won't Hermione!" Harry assured before he lecture could get started. "I know not to."

"You'd better."

"That's what I like about Quatre, he's really casual."

"I'll trade ya."

"No thank you."

They both laughed before saying goodnight to Hermione and heading back home. Once they were gone, Hermione turned to her computer and stared at the findings on the screen. Despite what she'd said to Harry, something about this bugged her. With a sigh, she entered in the error information and submitted it. This was Harry's choice. If he didn't want to pursue the match, then she would just have to respect his wishes.

Sally sipped at a glass of wine as she read a book in the comfort of her modest home. Her computer beeped and she set the book aside to check the email. It was a message from the FRA. Curious, Sally opened the file and felt her jaw drop as she read the unclassified version of the documents.

A/N: Finally got the damn FRA into the story. I've been waiting so long to post this chapter. It was a big part of the reason I wanted to do double updates. I really wanted to get this chapter posted.

So the scene with Duo and Harry wasn't in my original plan but I felt like I wasn't developing their romance enough. I'm not quiet ready to have them get together but they are definitely flirty.

The next chapter is going to be Sally telling Trowa about the match with some Duo/Harry moments. Also I'll explain the story behind Duo's scar mentioned in this chapter. I really liked that line, "Hee-chan's really protective." Cuz he is. It's freaking cute!

So see you guys soon! Please review!