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The Brownstone, N. Y.

Next Evening

Sherlock's Brownstone was becoming a rather unofficial, becoming official other hang out for Harry and his team, as it had Sherlock that Harry and Jamie adored, Joan they ALL liked. Also, Sherlock was nothing if not entertaining in his latest mad cap experiment.

Currently Harry was watching Joan feed the turtle, it was ringing a bell to get more food. Apparently, it could also shock her if it so chose and Sherlock was interested in seeing who got which.

"It always rings the bell, clearly it likes Joan, and I mean...great taste, but what's the point here, maybe it's always going to ring the bell." Harry noted.

"Urh...Not true, in fact Kitty ALWAYS got the buzzer." Sherlock remarked.

"That's a new name, you had another protege, this being her yes?" Harry said.

"Yes, seems he really had it in for her." Sherlock said with a smirk.

"Well he's not going to do that to me. He likes me don't you honey" Joan said in a soft voice.

Harry smirked, then suddenly and for no real reason Joan was zapped instead. "OW you little!" she exclaimed.

Harry burst into laugher, "I'm sorry! I couldn't resist that."

"That was you?" Sherlock asked, "You can read his mind too? Even implant suggestions."

"I can do that to everything," Harry said, "Don't worry usually my morals forbid me using it too much, but you saw me do it a few times while Jamie was in 'Prison' slash 'Art Studio'." Harry said.

"This being how you corrected their memories." Sherlock ruminated.

"Basically, there is, like with anything really, a spell to do it for you, but it's rather brute force and I got those guards a lot in the end, their brains would've been oozing out their ears had I used Obliviate all the time. I has its uses, speed being the main thing, you set a basic story, the spell and the way the memory works fills in the rest of the detail. My way takes a little longer, but it's a lot gentler on the mind, and given how many times I ended up visiting My Sis in that place they would've been true morons by the end had I used Obliviate all the time. No less than they deserved if you ask me, but sadly I do have a few morals that dictate my actions at times."

"Good" Joan said with feeling, "Let's face it you have the ability and power to take over the world, I mean...am I wrong?"

Harry smirked, "Too much paperwork. Anyway I'm quite content for the governments of the world to fleece their subjects legally while I do it the fun way."

"That's not a, you know...dark view or anything." Joan remarked.

"Did you think me a boy scout Joan darling? Sadly I have to say I'm not."

"No, but I'm just happy you do have some morals and you let them dictate your actions, that is plenty for me to be your friend and mean it."

"That's why I adore you Joan, you mean those words." Harry said, nudging her with her hip, "It didn't really hurt did it?"

"No," she smiled, "not really, it was just a shock. I understand poor old Kitty got much worse."

"She really did, I don't know what a turtle could have against her like that, but he certainly didn't seem to like her all the same." Sherlock added to the running conversation.

"Here...let me try, and I promise no mind altering him while I do it. Come on reptile, what do you think of me...now remember I said I wouldn't mind alter him."

They fitted him with the shock, and the damned turtle walked to the shocker button. Harry suddenly hissed a string of...something and it quickly backed away then rang the bell VERY hard.

"You cheated." Sherlock said, "If that wasn't mind control what was it?"

"Turns out the language of snakes as it's known, Parseltongue, applies to ALL reptiles," Harry said, "Essentially I told him he was soup if he pressed that button."

Joan hit his shoulder then shook out her hand, "That was cheating, you ruined the study."

"Oh please, a study doesn't take Sherlock THIS long." Harry said, "He's doing it for shits and giggles now."

Joan lifted the brow of doom at Sherlock, "Ahhh" Sherlock said, then jumped in the air as Jamie goosed him, "DARLING, saved by the bell" he said quickly leading Jamie away.

Harry snorted, "That wasn't suspiciously timed not at ALL" he said shaking his head, "Just..trust me she was listening."

"Oh I'm well aware," Joan said laughing, "And yet...she seems occupied now, so apparently you can handle yourself. Where-as she doesn't trust Sherlock to do the same with me."

"You mean the fact he utterly adores you?" Harry laughed, "Luckily, quite frankly for your continued existence, she saw that it was just a friend thing with you two. Otherwise I'm not sure how much longer I was able to protect you."

"Wait you were doing... what?"

"Urh...I mean, what! Was that a miniature drone over there."

"Very funny, that was scary you know! And this doesn't change anything. I know she wanted to kill me, but I didn't realize it was moving into an actual plan to do so."

"Oh don't be obtuse, she had a plan to kill you the moment she realized she wanted to." Harry said, "Think female Sherlock and that's not even quite good enough, but all those brains and a woman's intuition and instinct on top and no offence but the female of the species is just is more dangerous than the male with humans. Anyway, it was misplaced jealousy, when she saw for herself you do adore each other but only in a friendly way...you were immediately off her kill list."

"But before that you...protected me."

"Not really" he hedged.

"Thank you Harry" Joan said, reaching out and hugging him.

"Hey now, you'll make me miss with the reptiles cabbage and I might be back under the shocker again."

Joan laughed, letting go, "Men, emotionally repressed the lot of you."

"It might be sad to admit this but I didn't get my first hug until I was eleven years old, so you'll excuse me if I'm really not used to them." Harry said.

"Ah, well then I'm going to hug you a LOT. Besides I don't hate my hands all over all that muscle, damn you must be built under that custom black suit."

Harry smiled, "Until we became friends there was a good chance you'd get to see under it."

"Oh now that's just cruel. I demand a break up...break up sex, then making up sex and a return to a normal friendship after that."

Harry smirked, "Yeah...because that would work!"

"Sadly you might be right" Joan said, "I'll just have to ask...hmm let's see, let's run this through the old deduction filter of Holmes'." she said surveying the laughing ladies, "Allison"

"WHAT!"

"Shh, shh, Jesus, over reaction much, wow did I ever nail that on the head." Joan laughed herself silly. "Wow, I mean I just went by the one that seemed to drawing your eye most actually since you looked when I did, but that massive over reaction was rather telling."

"Oh shut up." He said playfully.

Joan smirked, "You really expect that to work with me...friend?"

Harry leaned on the counter, "I'm being...hunted!"

"I would imagine a LOT of women hunted that game. Why are you so concerned."

"She isn't after sex, not really, not JUST sex."

"Oh you poor man, that utter goddess who is bright, funny, intelligent and oh sharp enough to make Sherlock blink wants to be with you in a relationship. It really sucks to be you my friend."

Harry looked at her seriously, "Do you know how many girlfriends I've had in my life?"

"I think that figure is perhaps not for delicate ears."

"None, I never went that route. She had ALL those beautiful, amazing women on my bed the other night, clearly she had something in mind there don't you think."

Joan looked at him, then held out her hand.

"What? What's with the hand?"

"I think I want to see your Man Card," she said with a smirk.

"Oh shut up, I couldn't. I made the mistake of telling her I couldn't pick one over the other, that it would ruin the dynamic. I mean I'm not wrong there right?"

"Perhaps not, so her solution," Joan laughed, "And I love this, was to put them ALL in your bed, including her I take it."

"Uh huh!"

Joan laughed, "I like her. That is a one way street mind you."

"Urh, yeah she thinks you're really nice actually."

"Oh that's a little better"

"Not to her."

"That's...weird"

"Little bit, not alien to me either, in fact she has...never mind, look...you're my friend and a woman, what the HELL do I do."

Joan laughed, "You're kidding right?"

"Not even slightly."

"My honest suggestion here...give in and love the hell out of it." Joan said patting his arm, "He's so overfed right now." she said of the turtle.

"He's shocked me five times the little shit."

"You didn't even pause in speaking."

"Seriously it's called the torture curse...a tiny buzz, not exactly rating." Harry's said ripping off the strips. Then picking up the turtle and looking into its eyes, then smiled, "Yeah you too pal."

"Urh...what?"

"It wants you back, in short." Harry said, "Another win for you there" he smiled, "Well you're bloody useless thanks really useless friend!"

"If I was a male friend I would spit on you"

"True" Harry then ducked in and laid a kiss on her cheek and walked off before she could react, which she did by holding her cheek, smiling like a loon and blushing like a virgin bride.

Then she sighed, "I'm not fucking him." she said succinctly as Allison was beaming in a friendly way at her.

"You think I care if you are?" Allison asked her smile not slipping an iota.

"You don't? Am I just seriously not a threat anymore?" Joan bemoaned. Then looked into seriously amused dark brown eyes. "Oh bother."

Allison's smile became a lot more genuine, "Well that pretty much answered my question, which by the way was why are you blushing like that, nothing else?"

"Because he's stupid handsome and I got a lovely low down tingle as his lips touched my skin."

"Ahh, you know what I so totally understand that," Allison said. "Though his eyes got me first of all, then the smile, and the rest of him came into focus. He hits you in stages doesn't he?"

Joan laughed, "Yes actually I know just what you mean. So what do I have to do to get you to stop plotting my death."

"Oh, that won't ever happen. I plot the deaths of all the people around me, but it's just a mental exercise thing one of my trainers taught me to do, how to take them out, quick and easily, noisy and hard; slow and bloody, the whole nine yards. I've already figured out about twenty different ways to kill you just talking to you, but that isn't meaningful, I wouldn't do it. Well unless you became a viable threat for some reason, which I don't see happening."

"Urh...I don't know why, but I just figured you'd want to kill me."

"Because you just held Harry's interest away from me for over an hour?" Allison asked, "How immature do you think I am, exactly?"

"The fact you timed that proves you registered it."

"Another training thing, kind of have a ticking clock in my head, I'm perhaps TOO aware of the time, made school hell towards the end, people talk about counting down seconds. I found myself actually doing it for real."

Joan winced, "So...you are not as homicidal as the yard stick you meet then?"

"You think I meet some yard stick?" Allison asked innocently.

"Credit me with some intelligence, and more importantly allow yourself to show some! You're on a truly elite team of the most deadly people on the face of the planet, more-over you're in a position where they are looking to you to know what to do. Do you SERIOUSLY think I'm falling for the prom queen act."

Allison smirked, "Okay fine, that's an old mask it slips on easily, obviously I need to switch that up."

"If you had hair like Elena you could get away with it, but like the other VERY blonde in the room she is a walking antithesis of a blonde joke."

Allison smiled, "I at least see why he's so enamoured with having your friendship. If anything you would've needed to be worried about Jamie there. Not that I'd classify them as simply as friends until well... recently."

"I saw that too. And Jamie knows I'm in sexless zone with Harry, so..."

"She doesn't want to have sex with Harry, had she wanted that until recently all she had to do is say so." Allison said, seriously, then pursed her lips, "It was that your EARNED his friendship after this supposed cut off date of his."

"Oh I imagine being just friends with that man will be...trying." Joan remarked. "And it's not like I don't...flirt!"

"Good you have girl parts and they work." Allison remarked with good humour. "I am failing to see why I should want to kill you."

"Honestly, you remind me of Jamie."

"Thank you, but I'm NOT Jamie." Allison said seriously.

"And you took that as a compliment." Joan remarked as dryly as Allison had earlier spoke. "And clearly, but you actually make me more nervous than her."

"Again...thank you, always good to know you're taken as a serious threat."

"You find the strangest things complimentary."

"Are you trying to insult me, you'll find I've heard so many I'm rather immune, especially from other women."

"Yeah..." Joan said waving at her, "I wonder why."

Allison smiled a little, "So far you're proven you're very shallow."

"I didn't say I agreed, just I see why. I see more that's the worrying bit, I see the capability to kill without remorse. I see a few reasons why you would want to, and I'll admit I've been prodding you to try to get a read on you. You're all of eighteen and seriously it's like watching a swam swim."

"You'd obviously be amazed how much life you can live in eighteen years."

"I wouldn't, actually." Joan said, "I've lived more in the last three years than any other time in all my years previously."

Allison smiled, "Well then you perhaps see why I had to learn fast."

"You're The Archer, right?"

"Takes a cool calm and methodical approach in that position. You draw back a bow string strong enough to cut off your fingers and you hold an arrow perfectly still lest it go off target or just plain drop out the notch. Then you wait for the shot, and finally you loose it, cool, calm and without shaking the bow even slightly otherwise you knock the entire shaft off course and suddenly your sniper shot turns into scatter shot that does nothing or broadsides the target and you can guess how much penetration the side of an arrow gives you."

"Huh, you give me an entirely new appreciation of archery."

"Oh...that's easy, you have all the time in the world, you line up normal bows, you fire standard arrows every time, the target doesn't run around or do sudden acrobatic leaps, it just sits there waiting to be bulls eyed. That lost any notion of sport to me about the first time I did it. But I was surprisingly good, won some awards, then later my dad took me into a nearby forest and we REALLY used a bow. Don't look horrified we didn't hunt...not that time, did later, him a gun, me a bow. I consistently beat the gun actually, but it's an inelegant weapon made for any recruit to be able to use."

Joan smiled, "And do you think any of this make me think you're less of a threat."

"I hope it means you respect true bowman-ship. Are we still on that! Okay you think I'm a threat...good, I am, not actively it has to be said. Harry has already put you OUT of the running for what I want anyway, you have no fear from me for that. If you were, sure I might kill you to get it. But you're not. And not as an insult he gave you something almost as good if you ask me, unconditional friendship of perhaps the most powerful being on the entire face of the planet if not further and that's pretty much anyway you want for power."

Joan smiled, "You are far too interesting for your age."

"Thank you"

Joan laughed, "That one was indeed a compliment. So explain to me, if I'm no threat why were you watching the ENTIRE time he was over here."

"It's ny job to watch the teams back, his especially, we're in a friendly place, it's just practice here, out there on the other hand they are relying on me to have their backs, anything wanting to hurt any of my team will die with an arrow in it's third eye."

"Good, but that was the first lie you told me."

Allison smiled, "You think you can tell when I'm lying"

"No, actually but that one I just know was a lie, but only to save face in this instance. You were watching HIM, not me, not Sherlock another rather good looking and surprisingly good bodied man. It was Harry, the entire time, he was mostly standing side on, his eyes were visible to you the other side of the room. If you are anything like me, you probably have to work NOT to fall into those suckers."

Allison's lips twitched, "You got me!" She smiled, "Don't tell him that. I'm allowed a few girly moments, I am one after all, but I would never do that in the field. He might decide I would."

"No...he already values you more than perhaps he should. You're going no-where. He's keeping an eye on this, but his eyes are on you...not me, it's me he's protecting, and yet it's you he can't stop watching."

"So now you're trying to make me smile like a village idiot?"

"No, you're too controlled for that. But, I have to admit I was testing you for my own reasons, he is after all My friend. Don't for a moment think just because you obviously have Jamie's approval means you had mine."

"And now?"

"Pending"

"Interesting answer, I like that."

"Go...go charm him like only you can, it's good to see him laugh the way he does when you two are interacting." Joan said and smiling as Allison walked away.

Sherlock slipped into place, "Don't think for a minute think I missed you keeping an eye on that." Joan said.

"I knew you could handle yourself Watson, but that girl is...different."

"Oh that's a nice word for it." Joan laughed. "It had to be someone as sociopathic as his pinnacle of course."

"Excuse me?"

"Oh don't get your jock in a knot, their's isn't active, not anymore. But all men have their pinnacle it's usually their mother, which always struck me as a little weird."

"Not mine" Sherlock said firmly.

"No you got yours. You said it yourself she was THE woman for you." Joan remarked, "And...turns out she's better than you realized. That's positively fairy tale. Brothers Grimm, but fairy tale."

Sherlock actually laughed.

Docklands, London

The Next Day, Early Evening

"What's this then?" Allison asked Thea with a grin.

"This is a little test from me to you." Thea said, "I've heard some pretty wild claims from Harry about how you're better with a bow than I am. Now if you are, I will gladly cede that to you because it's not my first choice in weapon anyway, but first you need to CLAIM that title from me, I'm not just handing it over."

Allison smiled as Thea notched an arrow looked at Allison then let it fly.

Allison's smile got evil, "We're having an archery competition!" she said sounding enthused.

"Nope, that was just a signal shot. I won't be shooting, I already know what I can do on this range, this is to see what YOU can do on this range."

"Range, what range?"

"Give it a second, then look there, off towards the horizon."

Allison went wide eyed, "I see them, but no way in hell can any bow reach that."

"That's what I thought! Then I got a new bow. And this...this isn't My bow, this is YOUR bow." Thea said handing it over.

"It's beautiful!" Allison said breathlessly as she ran her hand down the bow then the string, and over the composite recurved design, "Really beautiful. This can reach that far, it's not what I'd call close."

"All you have to do is get an arrow in the target and I step off."

"In the target, at this distance, obviously first try"

Thea went wide eyed, "Obviously!"

Allison stole an arrow from Thea's quiver, then smoothly drew the arrow into notch, then sighted, lifted the bow higher, much higher, then watched a flag near the target, then a flapping bit of advertisement, then she changed her aim, looked Thea in the eyes and smiled sexily. A smooth motion unloaded the notched fury of the bow and Thea picked up some fields glasses off the window ledge, and waited. After a moment she lowered her binoculars.

"Fuck me gently!"

"I'm never gentle, but gladly!"

"I missed the damn target I figured with how good you're supposed to be you'd hit it eventually, you just got bullseye, first shot."

"Obviously, that's what I was aiming at." Allison said, "I've always been scarily good with a bow."

"That's not scary...VERY sexy, not scary!" Thea said, then she smiled, "Guess what Harry said when I insisted on you claiming your place from me."

"I am unsure yet."

"'I'm looking forward to seeing what you can do with a Katana Thea'"

Allison smiled massively.

Villa De Morte, Up-state New York

Two Nights Later

It was just Harry and his team that night. For the most part other than picking locks Sherlock usually avoided full on B and E in his work. But he did have a client that had heard he'd combated magical defences in the past. That being Harry of course he'd handed it off to his 'consultant' and they had met with the client and were now standing in a HUGE vault, it was balls to the wall full of classical art and antiquity, but this wasn't the aim.

"This would be one of those occasions where you hang back, that said I want you close – ish, do exactly as I do if you see me taking weird routes do the same, and I mean as close to my steps as you can get. I'll diffuse as much as I can, but some of it we can just avoid."

"It occurs to me we'd be far more effective as a team if we could all see what you can see in here. I mean it all looks like loot and plunder all piled up by some jealous collector who likes to hoard, not share his beautiful baubles." Allison said seriously,"There is no impediment to us, but clearly you see some."

"You make a valid point," Harry said nodding slowly as she spoke, "Okay there is a little variation I was playing with to mage sight, if I cast it a certain way it'll allow you mostly to see what I see, only I'd have to actively lower this bit by bit, so really once it's up, it's pretty much up."

"I think that sounds even better. I do like things that stay up." Allison smirkingly replied.

"No flirting, we're working." Harry retorted fairly seriously, but not overly.

"I'd hardly call mild innuendo flirting," Allison noted to herself. Causing hilarity with the others.

"Hmm"

"Of course the last guy I was...flirting with thought ripping his top off would impress me." Allison said.

"Oh yeah, what'd you do?" Thea asked.

"Ripped off mine, that shut him up."

"So you were planning on having sex with him." Frost remarked.

"Well...yes, but my dad broke that up. It was nothing, a dalliance with the serious lack of options it seemed I might as well enjoy that body."

"Talking of bodies, eyes front ladies" Elena said positively drooling.

"Harry are you trying to get to sleep with Allison too...think you're already there pal" Thea said, "However, if the aim was to turn us ALL on...congratulations."

"Urh...what? No! I just need to activate my runes. We can get you these, but I doubt you'll really want to do it. They are literally body art, but the magic is constrained to the runes, great for working in warded areas. This one, it renders me invisible to heat detection, this is movement, this... it is always on renders any form of magical bug to fail around me and this...well this was an utter fail!" He said pointing to his muscled stomach as he spoke.

"Why, and can you turn a bit I can't quite see that." Thea said, incredibly happy she kept her voice steady.

"Oh sure, here, this cost about three million in research about a month digging in the desert in Egypt and a pretty close shave with some tomb traps. It effectively renders me totally invisible to ALL forms of magical detection and warding. I've used it once. I teleported into the vault using co-ordinates I worked out, I waltzed through all the active detection magic, lifted the painting I was after and teleported out."

"Sounds like it worked perfectly." Thea said eyes well below his mouth, or eyes currently. That was a NICE body.

"That's the point, it worked perfectly." He sighed.

Allison chuckled a rather dark sounding chuckle, "Boring!"

"Exactly! There was no challenge at all, it was TOO easy." Harry said, then dropped his shirt back down, having activated his runes. "We'll talk about potential ways of getting you the use of rune based protection without going to whole hog and tattooing it onto your various beautiful skins."

"Gah" Elena finally said, "I'm sorry I think I heard, one, two, three, four...five, SIX PACK!" she laughed.

Harry turned a smirk at her, "Oh lovely, and you women get so touchy about men admiring YOUR bodies. I had one woman slap me for eyeing up her legs!" he paused, then smiled wickedly, "Actually not a great example all things considered, as that ran its course. But still it goes to prove my point anyway. I don't mind you checking out my abs."

"You can check out my legs anytime" Allison said, "Like you don't already!" she added with a chuckle.

"I...plead the firth and we're actually in America...I think"

"You seriously aren't sure what country you're in" Thea laughed.

"I...travel a lot" he excused himself.

"When you can hop realities let alone time zones, I bet it is hard to keep track." Frost remarked.

"How do you keep track of the time anyway, that you always know. No watch could keep up with your version of globe-trotting, no device either." Frost further asked.

"You guys, and your technology." Harry said shaking his head, "Mind you it's spread in recently history is marvellous for me and my...proclivities."

"That's a telling statement." Allison noted dryly, "But go on then, you have a phone Mr Technology sucks!"

"I live in this world. I need that as a point of contact, but it is the only thing I have. I don't so much OWN a computer, the one in the Penthouse was purchased for you to use, not me. I am more than capable of doing so but I find them slow and plodding quite frankly."

He held up his hand the time and date appeared to the very nanosecond above his palm, "Advanced tempus spell, has never failed me no matter where I am, be that planet, dimension or time zone, it's ALWAYS the perfect time and date. That's how I keep track. I can sort of mentally cast that, I actually constantly cast a series of service spells ALL the time that give similar functionality to you and your tablet phones. You know what I have on mine...a empty contact list because I can actually remember phone numbers, and a few apps I never use to make it look good. I use it to call and get calls, it's original purpose until some idiot put a computer into your pocket and sucked the life out of a generation of humanity who has forgotten how to just...talk."

"Oh god he's a Luddite" Allison said, "How is anyone THAT hot a Luddite."

"Shut up you" Harry said covering a grin, "Now, follow me...oh wait the spell for you guys, are you saying yes?"

"YES" was the resounding chorus.

He cast and the all blinked myopically.

"Pretty!" Thea said with a wide smile.

"Just how were you planning on leading us through the detection grid only you could see?" Allison asked rolling her eyes.

"I had hoped you'd all just copy me exactly."

"We don't have a brain like yours Harry" Allison reminded him, "Your insistence on not allowing yourself to think you are special would've just potentially killed us. Rethink that position!"

Harry looked at her, "I know I'm...different."

"We have our gifts and we're all special in our own ways" Thea said.

"But we aren't you" Elena added.

"I'm damned smart, the multiple PhD's and actual MD attest to that, but you make me look like a moron. We could not have copied you that exactly." Frost finished.

"Ah! Right, well, I guess it's as well Ali thought of the spell thing" Harry noted, "Now you can see what to not step into." he said then hopped and skipped over the grid, barely even slowing down.

He turned back, "What? Why are you still over that side?"

"Yeah...this is going to be a thing, I can tell" Allison remarked, then in a slightly more gymnastic way copied him her way. They quickly got a clue, do it their way, and that's what each of them did.

"Seriously, guys, stop lolly-gagging already" Harry said rolling his eyes, then ran his hand over a very angry red bit of magic, he mumbled under his breath and it suddenly disappeared taking down four more just like it. "Okay this far, no further" he said taking a few steps.

"Also worthy of note Harry, you have obviously done this so often it's like muscle memory to you" Thea said, "We on the other hand need to practice."

He looked at her a long moment, "Taken on board, good point. We'll set that up." he said flashing her a grateful smile.

Thea was beaming.

Frost smirked. If Thea wasn't right there after Allison something was very wrong.

"Okay, give me a sec as this is encrypted, nice!" he said enthused, "People hardly ever encrypt security anymore. That's a real shame as it really makes it much harder to crack security when it's encrypted but it's power dementia, they think they are so clever and have created this bad ass security spell/ward and that no one will EVER break it." Seconds passed, "Oh" Harry said sounding disappointed, "A sodding Fibonacci series, well that would fox most wizards I suppose since they don't do the three R's"

"Seriously?" Thea said, "That's the most basic tenant of all education."

"Not to the magical world, that would be proper wand care and Ministry guidelines and for pure-bloods practising with mommy and daddies wand to make you look more impressive when you get to school then look very silly when a muggle-born gets the spell first time, even though you're a Pure-blood magic is in your veins!" Harry mocked. "Being friends with Hermione was all sorts of rewarding but watching all those pure blood beliefs being disproven by her mere existence was ever so amusing."

He paused, "You know it's been two years, I think I could sneak a visit without Ron getting TOO jealous"

He strode on, "Oh...sorry, come this far, we're nearly there, not a very secure vault this, you should see some of the older tombs in Egypt now they took security seriously, of course they also can kill you, curse you, and rend your eternal soul into torment, so...somewhat of a risky venture."

"Oh yeah, so how many?" Allison chuckled standing next to him.

"Fifteen, then it got boring." Harry shrugged. "Trouble with facing certain death is when it fails to materialise the entire shine really goes off the concept of the words CERTAIN, and DEATH."

"You're not actually sane are you." Thea remarked. "I don't know why but that changes nothing for me, just a realization I suppose, just...noting its existence."

Harry flashed her a smile, "So this one means business, if I cock this up it will kill me dead. Now in the past I've walked into a few of these to test they meant business because you'd be surprised how often certain wards only LOOK like they do that, because the ones that do are very much more expensive than one that just looks like it does."

"That's a whole new level of stupid." Allison remarked.

"I know right" he said turning a smile to Allison.

"Not them...you!" Allison flared up at him.

"Oh, didn't you get that memo...yeah I'm actually immortal so, those never really held any fear for me."

"This...is new information." Allison said slowly. Then shrugged, "Can you share that?"

"If you're willing to sign your soul to him eternally" Thea said.

"Yeah...that sounds like a good deal to me" Allison said looking up at him.

Harry laughed, "Yeah...okay, we'll get right on that."

Allison sighed, you could see her shoulders lift and drop with it. Thea decided to log some personal time with Harry on how Allison was NOT joking.

"Right well, in any case the easiest way to fix this is a little gruesome, but don't worry I'm not ACTUALLY dead" he said walking into the area dileniated by a criss crossed area of green death.

Allison cried out, reaching out, "HARRY!"

Harry sighed, "This would be one of the fakes." he said rolling his eyes, "Right two more!"

Allison was wide eyed and panting, so Frost and Thea bracketed her, literally holding her up while Harry seemed to totally miss he'd just half scared Allison to follow him into the grave. She said stuttering a little, "I have...two oranges in my pack, living, he could've used anything...he just...fucking..."

"I know sweetie, but immortal remember" Thea said rubbing her back.

Harry walked back up, "Well, you lot coming or what?"

"I'm going to kill him!" Allison said, looking truly murderous.

"Yeah...immortal darling, good luck with that." Frost remarked with a grin.

"He just...doesn't care" Allison realized. "It's not that he's immortal, he honestly doesn't care if he dies." she said slowly, like it was an arriving epiphany, and one she wasn't liking too much.

"You may be right, so maybe it's up to US to give him a reason to actually give a shit, huh!" Thea said slowly, rubbing the other woman's back now for her own sake the slow repetition slowing her own raging nerves.

"Come on, let's keep up" Frost said.

"Alright this...where are you guys?" a mid-distant voice called.

They all trooped off, as Harry took them through that trapped area like a laser guided missile and they had to break into a jog to keep up as he went through the final security measure like it wasn't even there. "Oh bloody marvellous." Harry said, eyeing the item on display, "Well that's us banjaxed." he paused, "Or...very not." he said looking at those present. "I sense the hand of magic again." he said reaching out and taking the large red hued gem off a display pedestal. He juggled it up and down in his hand, "Fresh...powerful too, feels like a particularly good strain of the mix"

"What are you talking about?" Elena asked.

"Immortality, of a sort and using a far less extreme method than my other option." he said.

"But we're on a job." Frost noted.

He held up his other hand a perfect facsimile in hand. "I just needed to touch it, to... understand it. I don't need to keep it now. I don't even need to mix the truly horrendously complicated potion." he said making another and putting it BACK on display. "We're done here ladies, and...let's have a nice chat about who would like to live potentially forever."