Disclaimer: I don't own neither Harry Potter, nor NCIS. If I did, there would be more slashy goodness...

A/N: Thanks very much for the reviews.

mithrilandtj - I actually thought about it and have two options, but I still have to make up my mind as too which one will I choose. We'll see.

njferrell – Bill will definitely show up later, but I wouldn't count on any Bill/Gibbs if I were you.

CHAPTER 2 – A SEA CHANGE

Harry smiled feeling strong arms embracing him from behind and a minty smell drifting towards him.

"Hi, Bill." He muttered softly.

"Hello Raven." Harry felt warm breath tickle his neck, as always sending shivers down his spine. He felt comfortable with Bill. At the beginning of their rather casual relationship he thought that it may become more serious, but right now he knew better. The spark between them was only sexual, their feelings were that of friends.

"So, what can I do for you today, darling?" Bill's smile was teasing and a bit perverted but an ice-melter anyway. Rough and warm hands sneaked under Harry's shirt and brushed his sides sensuously.

"I-I need your help." He almost purred when Bill pinched his nipples, but quickly realized what they were doing. "Bill! We're in a public place!"

"So what?" There was that smile again. "It's not like anyone knows us here. C'mon, Raven, I've missed you."

Bill's tone made him come to his senses. It was as if the older man was still hoping for something more. Harry thought he made his feelings clear but obviously he was wrong. He hated to hurt Bill, but he had no choice.

"I'm leaving, Bill."

A stunned silence met him.

"What do you mean? On holidays or something?"

"No Bill, I'm leaving for good. I'm leaving England." At first he really hoped only for holidays. But then he reconsidered all his options. He will go to America and hopefully stay in America. And if he won't like it there… well, there are still plenty of other places to see.

Bill was stunned into silence. Sadness flashed in his eyes but a moment later it was replaced by something else. Harry couldn't quite put his finger on it, but it was professional and indifferent.

"So, what do you need me for?"

"I was hoping you could be a liaison between me and the goblins."

"The goblins?" Surprise was evident in his voice. "What do you want with them?"

"Oh, plenty of things." Harry counted on his fingers. "For starters I need some kind of job in America. While it's true that I have more money that I could spent I don't enjoy idleness."

Bill nodded and mentioned for him to go on.

"Also, I need a way to hide my appearance. If possible I want to change it permanently. I can't afford having Dumbledore and his precious Order on my tail, I want some peace for a change."

"I can help you with that. Well, to some extent at least."

Harry smiled gratefully. "There's one other thing. But I want a wizard's oath that you'll keep your mouth shut about it." Bill frowned and sighed deeply. Harry explained quickly.

"It's not that I don't trust you, Bill, I do. But I know that Dumbledore can use legilimency. And also there is Veritaserum and other truth potions. Hell, even a mild Imperio could force you to tell them."

"Okay, I see your point." Bill quickly swore his oath and asked. "So what is the big secret?"

Harry looked around and quietly cast a silencing bubble around them.

"You know I was helping Severus with some potions recently, right?"

"Yeah, Ron was ranting about it for the last month. He thought that, I quote 'The Greasy Git must have imperioed Harry or slipped him some potion'. It was no use telling him that you are immune to Imperio and have an anti-potion charm hidden on you." He laughed humorlessly. "I can't believe that Ron changed so much, I mean, I thought you were friends for life."

"I thought so too, Bill." Harry sighed and rubbed his eyes. "But if there's one thing that life taught me it's that nothing stays the same for too long."

"Ta Panta rhei, as Heraclitus said." Harry looked at him with surprise.

"What? It means 'everything flows'."

"I know what it means. I just never expected you to quote a muggle philosopher."

"Oh, but Heraclitus was not a muggle. In fact he was one of the Five Great Elementals."

Seeing Harry's clueless look he rushed to explain. "The Five Great Elementals were five people in Wizarding history that could control the elements. According to our legends Heraclitus could control fire. Thales could control water. Morgana commanded air, Grindelwald conquered earth and Merlin himself ruled the lightning. The legend says that anyone can find their element, but as far as I know no one managed to do that. But I digress…"

"Don't worry. It's always fascinating to hear about something new."

"So you were helping Sev with potions and…" He raised one elegant eyebrow.

"We were making the Familia Membrana potion."

"The one which lists all the family members on the piece of parchment?"

"Yes, that's the one. Of course, after it was done Sev wanted me to check it to make sure it was working and –" He hesitated for a moment. "And it listed someone."

"But of course, your mother's sister and her whale of a son, obviously. Why does it surprise you?"

"Someone other than them, Bill. Apparently my mother had also a brother."

Bill just stared at him in shock. "You're kidding, right?"

"Nope."

"So he's the reason why you want to go to the States?"

"He's the main one, yeah."

"Okay. I can work with that. I'll help you, Raven…"

Harry opened his mouth to say something, but Bill silenced him efficiently by putting a finger to his lips. "I have one condition, though." The redhead smiled widely. "Or two." He added as an afterthought.

"I'm listening."

"You'll write me at least once a week. And you'll let me visit every once in a while."

"I promise."

"Good." Bill leant forward and placed a quick kiss on his lips. "Now tell me everything you know about this uncle of yours."

-ooo000ooo—

"Jethro?" Ducky made his way to the desk rubbing his eyes sleepily. "What, prey tell, are you doing here at this hour?" He looked pointedly at his watch. It was five a.m.

"I could ask you the same thing, Duck." He pushed a few buttons on his keyboard.

"Well, I carried out an autopsy tonight. Or, rather, yesterday. And I got into this really interesting conversation with our young fellow." He looked at Gibbs pointedly.

"You, on the other hand have no case right now, so what are you doing here at this ungodly hour?"

"I'm running a background check on someone." He explained tiredly. "And you should really go home and try to get some sleep before a case does show up."

"Of course you're right, Jethro. I'll go grab my coat." With that he made his way to the elevator.

"Oh, and Ducky," Gibbs shouted after him. "When they don't reply it's called a monologue, not a conversation!"

With that he switched the computer off, frustrated that Harry Potter's files held no new information.

-ooo000ooo—

Bill dragged Harry to a small shop in the suspiciously dirty alley.

"When I'm done with you," He muttered. "You can sing cha-cha in front of Dumbledore in a pink tutu and he won't recognize you."

"I really hope that I won't have to wear a pink tutu in the nearest future." Harry snorted disgustedly. "And cha-cha is a dance, not a song."

"You love to spoil all my fun, don't you?"

"You're helping me pick my clothes, it has to count for something, right?"

"You've got a point, Raven." He made his way closer to the younger man and embraced him almost gently. "Besides, I'm helping you not only with clothes but with a whole makeover." He nibbled at Harry's ear then licked it gently. Going towards the shelves filled with clothes he chuckled quietly.

"Evil." Harry mumbled.

-ooo000ooo—

"What's up with Gibbs today?" Tony sneaked up behind Abby hoping to give her a scare.

"I don't know, Tony. Why?"

"He's acting weirder than usual." The agent shrugged then proceeded to explain further. "I mean, he's been on the phone for the past hour and every two minutes he checks his computer. It's as if he's waiting for something."

"Maybe he's getting married." Abby smiled.

-ooo000ooo—

After seven hours Harry had a trunk full of muggle and wizarding clothes. He was not wearing his glasses, having replaced them with contact lenses. A visit at the wizarding beauty parlor left him with his hair long to his middle back, now tied into a ponytail, a tongue ring, which Bill immediately proceeded to taste and a couple of tattoos. It was actually Harry himself who came up with that idea, explaining that no one will suspect the Boy-Who-Lived, a precious, innocent child, to have them. And so, a tiger was marching on his arm, a huge thunderbird stretched its feathers on his back and a small lily on his wrist glistened with dew drops. They were magical, capable of moving anywhere on his body, and only charmed for the muggles to appear lifeless.

All in all, Harry was happy with his new additions. Even more so, when he found out he could enjoy a walk to Gringotts unrecognizable and unbothered.

A/N: Okay, so that's it. Hopefully in the next chapter there will finally be a Gibbs-Potter meeting. So… let me know what you think.