A/N: In case it wasn't clear from the get go, I don't own these chacters I'm just messing with them. Apparently someone said I give out cookies for reviews I would like to clarify and say I actually give more story for reviewing. That is all.

Chapter 2: The blood

When the team got to the Naval Yard Harry offered to take the forensic evidence down to Abby. Gibbs gave the ok and Harry got all the evidence into his arms. When he got down to the lab Harry greeted Abby.

"Hey, how is my favorite gothic forensic scientist doing today?" He asked. It was never a bad idea to butter someone up before you revealed a big secret to them.

"'Cause you know so many, right Har?"Abby asked.

"So what did you bring me?" She asked.

"Oh, you know, the usual, blood, pics, and, oh yeah, here's a twist for ya, ashes. Everything a forensic scientist needs to feel useful." Harry said setting down the box.

"Feel Harry, really and here I thought you knew how to treat a lady. After all you are the only successfully married person on the team." Abby said jokingly. Harry hung his head down in shame before looking up a her with puppy dog eyes.

"Can you forgive me? I spoke without thinking." Harry said.

"Harrison James Potter, you know I can't resist those eyes of yours when you go all puppy dog on me. It is entirely unfair of you to take advantage of your looks like that." Abby pouted. At this Harry looked up and cracked a smile.

"And that smile, how do you not have an ego the size of Tony's when it comes to the ladies? You must have had to beat the girls away with a stick when you were at school." Abby continued.

"Honestly, some people are just born with all the looks." She complained. Harry went up to her and wrapped her in a friendly hug.

"You are beautiful just the way you are, Abs. Someday you will find someone who is just right for you and they won't be a psychopath either." Harry assured her. When he had said this he stretched his arms out so that she could see that he was serious. Once he knew that she knew, he pulled her for another quick hug.

"Now, I believe you have a bad guy to identify, so we can catch him or her." Harry said.

"How is it that you seem to be absolutely perfect? I could marry you, if you weren't already married that is." Abby said.

"I know and I'm not perfect you just see me through rose colored lenses Abs." Harry responded, getting quiet. Gibbs walked in.

"You done lolly-gagging, Potter?" He asked in his gruff manner.

"Yeah, just had to put Abby in the right mood." He responded.

"Caff-POWs are a whole lot less time consuming." Gibbs pointed out.

"Not that we hate spending time with you Abs, it's just that every second not actively trying to find the prep," Gibbs started.

"Is a second he gets to improve his story." They all finished in tandem.

"Yes, well my budget can't sustain Abby's Caff-POW habits." Harry informed Gibbs.

"And don't you go blaming my family. I love all five of them dearly." Harry said as Gibbs opened his mouth. Gibbs put his hands in the traditional 'I surrender' gesture.

"Wasn't going to say anything about your family. This is me you're talking to, not Tony, remember?" Gibbs told him.

"Did you tell Abby your theory about the blood?" Gibbs asked.

"Shoot, knew I was forgetting something." Harry said.

"See Abby, I'm not perfect. I forgot something." He continued.

"Harry, you know perfectly well what I meant and don't keep me in suspense. What's your theory about the blood?" Abby said first in a scolding voice and then in a pleading voice. Harry gave Gibbs a sidelong look. It said 'Should I? Should I not?'

"Just remember, if she kills you, no one from here is going to build a case against her. Of course that supposes your body is ever found." Gibbs warned his agent.

"Good point. Abby, I think that the blood is from a rooster." Harry said.

"Me, kill Harry? Gibbs really, I thought you knew me better then that." Abby said, coming to Harry's defense.

"Weren't you going to interrogate him?" Gibbs asked Abby.

"Abby interrogate me? Gibbs I think you need to see a brain specialist. I think your mind is going." Harry said, unable to keep the grin off his face.

"Where did you two learn the twin routine?" Gibbs asked.

"I don't know about Abby but I learned it from Gred and Forge." Harry said as serious as one can be while trying not to laugh. Gibbs just turned around and sighed while shaking his head.

"I expect you back in the bull pen in five minutes … Gred." Gibbs said as he walked out the door. When he was out of sight Abby and Harry burst into gales of laughter.

"Gred and Forge?" Abby asked once the laughs had died.

"Yeah, two of my brother-in-laws. Pranksters to the very end both of them…I will always remember them for what they did in my fifth year." Harry said.

"I think that had they done what they did when they left Dumber-then-a-sack-of -bricks would have been driven up one wall, across the ceiling, and down the opposite wall." Harry said.

"They set off fireworks, made a hallway impassable, and just general mayhem during finals." Harry said, his eyes showing that he was reliving a memory. It was of charms class, the day the fireworks invaded their classroom. 'I could have taken care of the small ones but I didn't know whether I had the authority to.' Flitwick had said. Harry could have hugged him and then thrown a party for him because of that.

"Anyhow Gibbs is expecting me. I should probably head up." Harry said.

"Gibbs is always ruining our fun." Abby mock complained.

"He is such a party pooper." She continued to complain mockingly.

"Well see ya when I get results, Har." Abby called out to him with a wave.

"See you then." Harry said with a wave of his own

When Harry got to the bullpen Tony said,

"How was your twin?"

"She is not my twin." Harry protested.

"Right, cause you didn't know who Tony was talking about right off the bat." McGee said, helping Tony for once.

"I have to agree with McGee and DiNozzo on this one, Harry. You two do act like twins." Ziva said.

"Potter, call the memory machine tech that you knew. See if anybody you recognize, that has a grudge against you is on the list of people accessing your videos." Gibbs said.

"Will do, boss." Harry responded. He sat at his desk and dialed Dennis' number. After a few rings Dennis picked up.

"Hello this is Video Memory. I'm Dennis, a video technician. How may I be of service?" Dennis said in a bored rush.

"Hey Dennis, It's Harry."

"Harry, how have you been?"

"Good and you?"

"Eh, can't complain too much." Dennis responded.

"Dennis do you keep records of who accesses the back-ups of certain files?" Harry asked.

"Yeah we do. Why?" Dennis asked.

"Murder investigation. That's all I can say. Can you get me the list of everyone who accessed the back up file for my videos?" Harry asked.

"Yeah, Yeah. I'll get right on it." Dennis said, a hint if relief filling his voice.

"Thanks, mate. I owe you one." Harry said.

"Well, fill me in later and we'll call it even. Thank you for calling Video Memory." Dennis said, boredom creeping back into his voice, as he hung up. That was the only progress made for the next hour. The area in which the victim was found was a public area with no need for reservation at all. Couldn't murderers be more considerate when dumping a body? You know, leave some form of I.D. behind and enough evidence to link them to the murder, was it too much to ask for? During this unproductive hour Gibbs ran and got Abby's Caff-POW and Harry got Abby a Caff-POW and a chocoholic's dream cupcake, which he enchanted to only be able to be opened by Abby, as an apology gift. Bribery also goes a long ways toward the path of forgiveness as well. Finally Gibbs' phone rang and the entire team stood up and headed down towards the lab.

"Why are all of you going?" Gibbs asked.

"'Cause we don't have any thing productive to do and paperwork is boring." Tony said.

"And he has forty bucks riding on whether it is rooster blood or not." Ziva added.

"What can I say? I don't believe it came from a rooster." Tony defended himself. Harry turned to Tony.

"I'm hurt, Tony, really hurt." Harry said, putting on his best injured look. His hand came up to his chest when he said it.

"I can't believe that you wouldn't believe me." He continued. Tony attempted to defend himself but was cut off by a Gibbs slap.

"Always trust your partners, DiNozzo." Gibbs said simply. When they arrived Abby instantly zeroed in on the cupcake box and two Caff-POWs.

"So Har, I thought your budget didn't allow for the sustaining of my Caff-POW habits." Abby said.

"It doesn't but it does allow for an apology gift, every now and then." Harry said.

"What have you done to earn me an apology gift?" Abby asked.

"Let's wait and see if a better and more convenient segway comes up, shall we?" Harry said.

"Alright. So the ashes were Gunnery Sergeant Mark Henderson's." Abby said.

"He was reported missing a couple of hours ago by his wife Emily. The ashes were also emitting some radioactivity." Abby said. The missing person's report popped up on the big screen.

"As for the blood, Harry was right. It was rooster's blood." At this a DNA test analysis popped up and money went from Tony's pockets to Ziva's and McGee's. At this exchange Harry said.

"Well at least some people believed in me."

"So how did you know that it was rooster blood, Har?" Abby asked.

"Because the Chamber of Secrets is a reference to one of the founders of my school and when it was opened the perp used rooster blood as ink." Harry said.

"But I did an online search and got nothing." Abby said.

"Well that's because the school is called Hogwarts schools of witchcraft and wizardry." Harry said, letting Abby connect the dots.

"So that means that you're a?" Abby said before stopping as if some force wouldn't let her say wizard.

"Wizard, yes, and I do ride a broom, brew potions, and I have worn a conical hat with a wide brim." Harry said smiling.

"You've kept this from me for two years." She scolded. She saw the lack of a reaction from the team and rounded on them.

"You guys knew." She said.

"Am I the last one who found out?" She asked. Harry jumped in for his team.

"No I haven't told Ducky or Palmer or Vance. I just wasn't sure how to tell you. They still wouldn't know if it weren't for the memory machine. My original plan had you being the first to know." Harry informed her as he handed her the Caff-POW and the cupcake.

"You should keep secrets from me more often." Abby said.

"Oh and McGee I'm watching you." Abby said, squinting her eyes at him with two fingers pointing at his eyes.

"Don't worry, I heard what happened to the last one you had and I enchanted the box. It can only be opened by you." Harry said.

"You're back in my good graces, Gred." Abby said.

"The rest of you have work to do." She said as she turned on her heel and lifted her nose and sniffed.

"Forge, you need to at least talk to them. They only knew for a few weeks." Harry said. Tony took this moment to gloat.

"Ha, proof. Gred and Forge are obviously names of twins. Therefore you think of Abby as your twin." He said. Abby and Harry shot him a dark look.

"That is a continuation of a joke that is between Gred, Gibbs, and I." Abby informed Tony.

"And you are not invited. Maybe when you are in my good graces but until then there is not a chance in the world, even with magic." Abby said.