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"Mr. Potter?"

He opened his eyes and gazed at his housekeeper slash cook slash whatever the hell else Debra was. She stood in the doorway leading to the balcony, holding out his cell phone.

"Mr. Black is calling."

He crooked a finger and she handed off the phone before hurrying away,

"Sirius."

He held the phone to his ear with his shoulder as he got to his feet. Sirius asked,

""Are you sitting down? You better be sitting."

Harry's interest piqued,

"What's up?"

Sirius spoke excitedly,

"He called a meeting, Lord Voldemort. Got the message like two minutes ago. He wants to meet on neutral ground."

Harry paused in the process of rolling up his mat,

"And where is this neutral ground?"

"Coffee shop. One hour."

Harry frowned. Trying to anticipate Voldemort's next move was hard. A man as out of control as he'd been last night, he was unpredictable and he didn't trust unpredictable. He said slowly.

"Patch me in when you get there. Let's see what he has to say then we'll take it from there."

"Alright. Take care of yourself, Harry."

"Be careful."

Sirius ended the call and Harry stayed where he was, staring down at the street,

Give me what you gave her.

The words kept swimming around in his head. The utter need in them still echoing. He knew a lot about his enemies, he never went to war blindfolded, but this, he hadn't known this about Lord Voldemort. Was it a weakness to exploit or a threat to be wary of?

He took a shower, got dressed then sat down at his dining table. It was large, a statement piece, the interior decorators would say. For Harry, it was just a table with eight chairs, eight place settings. He had only ever been the one to sit there, to dine there. Sometimes when his knife or fork scraped against his plate while he ate, the sound would echo and he'd glance up, startled, only to be greeted by the silence. He liked silence.

He powered up the laptop and set everything up. Sirius would wear a small mike and camera somewhere on his person that would transmit everything taking place to Harry in real time. He got to be there while not being there, to watch and plot, without his enemies ever being the wiser. Everything also got automatically downloaded in an encrypted file.

The feed crackled first then blinked on. Harry leaned forward, elbows on the table as he observed what Sirius saw. His Godfather sat in an empty coffee shop, but the foot traffic outside was loud and abundant. He didn't see anybody else in the shot, so he guessed Sirius's backup were well-hidden. Even though they'd been in this trade for a long time, Harry still worried that he'd done the right thing by allowing Sirius to be out there in the path of danger. Sirius shot down his concerns every time Harry brought it up. They were alike, but opposite in many ways. Sirius liked to be out there, out front, in the thick of things while Harry preferred the sidelines and the background.

Black polished dress shoes came into view first, since Sirius was facing the door. Harry could see the hem of black tailored dress pants. Sirius stood and Voldemort came into full view, wearing a black tailored dress shirt His face was composed, devoid of emotion, his eyes cautious, watchful. Immediately Harry could tell that he was the same man from last night but he was different. Lord Voldemort looked very different. Harry watched him take a seat and Sirius sat down as well,

"You called this meeting, care to share what's on your mind?"

Voldemort sat back, body language relaxed as he gazed at Sirius,

"Heard you were after my city."

Sirius spoke and Harry couldn't help but grin,

""You heard wrong. I'm after you and your city."

Voldemort grinned too.

"I like that, a man who tells the truth."

He leaned forward suddenly. Harry tensed. Sirius didn't.

"Allow me to impart some truths of my own. You won't get my city, and I've got a bullet in my back that says you won't get me either."

Harry frowned. A bullet in his back. He hadn't sent anyone after Voldemort yet. Sirius spoke,

"You're not as bulletproof as you'd like to imagine. You know what I want."

Give me what you gave to her. Damn, not now. Harry wiped a hand over his face. Voldemort smiled, tongue flicking out and smoothing over his lips,

"I like you. I mean you're suicidal, but I like you. Find someone else to play with, I have nothing you want."

Sirius laughed and spoke,

"Or else?"

Voldemort flashed his teeth when he grinned. It was predatory, it was threatening, it was cold, and it made Harry freeze and stare in fascination.

"I like blood. I have got no problem with getting into a bloodbath with you. I just wanted to make sure that's how you really want to play it."

He got to his feet.

"You know where I'll be at. Come get me."

He walked away and Harry watched him go as Sirius chuckled and picked up his phone. Harry's phone ran two second later,

"Yeah."

Sirius asked,

"You saw all that?"

Harry paused the video,

"I did. Did you send someone after him?"

Sirius snorted,

"I didn't, but it doesn't surprise me that we're not the only ones out to put him out of business. He's cocky and confidant. I do have someone who's up for the job. Just waiting for your say so to contact him."

Give me what you gave her.

"Harry?"

He shook his head to clear it,

"Yes, it's a go. Let me know when it's done."

For some reason, the words were heavy on his tongue as he ordered the death of Lord Voldemort. Sirius assured him,

"Will do. Catch you later, Harry."

Harry hung up the phone and sat, staring at the computer screen. He played the video back on mute then paused on Voldemort's face. He was good looking in a dangerous kind of way. Gaze steady and piercing, taking in his surroundings with one glance. He knew what he was doing. This guy, he knew what he was doing. Harry's gut told him it wouldn't be easy, taking Lord Voldemort down. It would be a challenge. A messy, bloody challenge.

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