I swear the headaches I've been having are getting worse... Maybe I need coffee? Yes. Yeeeeessss, Coffeeeee. ^_^ I DO NOT HAVE A PROBLEM! =_=

Anywhooo This took forever to write so I hope ya'll like it!

Toy box- Best friend

London was actually enjoying a nice bit of snow even though it was early in the season. Not rain or sleet. Fluffy, white, pretty, snow. And alot of people werent sure how they felt about that. Some people rode their bikes to their secret MI6 fake banker jobs ya know. But at least it was better than sleet.

Alex was finally done with school for the day and was due to meet Ben at headquarters soon. He hoped the stunt he pulled in gym wouldnt get back to his partner/guardian before they had to leave for what ever mission MI6 was sending them on now. How was he meant to know that the old climbing ropes in the gym that they werent allowed to use anymore were to weak to really support his weight. It wasn't like they had actually told any of the students why the ropes werent to be used. Though admittedly if he has stopped a second to think about it the reason probably would have been obvious. But no one got hurt so all's well that ends well right?*

Alex pedaled faster hoping to beat Ben to Jones' office so he could stave off the lecture he may or may not be in for, at least until Jones could give them the mission. But after the debrief Ben might forget about any gym mishaps he may or may not have heard about due to all the things they would have to think about so as to save the world yet again... And wouldn't that just be too bad?

The blond grinned and slid his bike the last few feet to the rack in the garage behind the bank. After he locked it up securely he walked quickly towards Jones' office. "Jenna." He acknowledged the bottle blonde receptionist as he walked past. She smiled that bleached tooth smile of hers before fiddling with something behind the raised counter, probably alerting Jones to his presence.

The walked passed the guard at the lift with a simple nod before riding up to the floor he needed. With a soft ding to announce his presence Alex stormed the floor. Suddenly in full professional mode. Back straight, movements fluid and easy, a promise of something deadly in his eyes.

He didn't bother to knock on the door as he reached it, just strode in like he owned the place, he immediately sensed danger and spun to his right, a knife sliding from the hidden sheath on his arm into a ready palm. And there he spied a teenager with messy black hair and bright green eyes looking at him and holding up a... stick? THe other teen was obviously startled and a little off balance but Alex still felt something dangerous about him.

And he didn't like it.

Mrs. Jones' quiet cough caught the dark haired teen's attention. " , this is Agent Rider. Rider, Mr. Harry Potter is here to help us with our latest problem."

Alex watched as the boy, , put the stick back in a pocket of his well worn jacket. As he studied the new figure before him more he became slightly confused. Harry Potter was thin, no muscle tone to note, and pale, like he hadn't seen the sun in days. He wore glasses and stood with a stance he could only describe as wide open. Why was he still sensing an unusually amount of danger.

"Rider. Stand down." His boss ordered, and Alex sighed, putting the knife away but staying poised to attack of defend if needed. He switched to Polish knowing she would understand him but guessing the other boy wouldn't,"

Dzień dobry panstwu zbyt . Jest cos, co sie z nim dzieje. Nie lubie go. (Good day to you . There's something going on with him. I don't like it.)

He finally looked over at the Head of MI6, just in time to see her roll her eyes. "Alex don't be rude." The teen spy instantly gave her his best shit eating grin. "But they told me I could be anything I chose, and I chose to be rude!"

The new boy snorted in amusement before returning a turned over chair to its original upright position and sitting where he had obviously been before Alex had burst it. "Alex. Sit."

"Oh. What? Am I a dog now? You want me to roll over next?"

The strained woman behind the desk was obviously trying to stave off a migraine and pinched the bridge of her nose ro try and relieve pressure.

"Alex..."

"I was just sitting in class for eight hours. I think I would prefer to stand thanks. I-"

"Alex!" Mrs. Jones cut him off", "SCORPIA is back."

And in a second the spy was snapped back to cold professionalism. His brown eyes hardening and any lightheartedness instantly dying as if it never existed. "How, when, and where?" He snapped out and he glided to a chair and sat.

Harry was honestly confused. First, this strange boy burst into his meeting with the head of the muggle's MI6. And then they had some sort of stand off and the Blonde was introduced as an Agent. Wasn't he too young by the muggle's standards? Not that he was one to judge by age... But anyways. This Alex had the balls to tease the woman who was obviously his boss. Harry decided he was an ok sort. But then mentioned a scorpion or something and suddenly it was like he was looking at a completely different person.

Saying it was creepy would be an understatement.

And now they where talking about drug rings and trafficking and assassins and so many other details Harry felt they where only stating half of, and it felt like his head was spinning. Finally after a minute he seemed to catch up to what Jones was saying. "Yes! the drugs rings where were they started! These Death Eaters started with them and them moved up the ladder. Smuggling, human trafficking, and now they've got some of the assassins back in their ranks. That's where comes in. He has dealt with this new group before, and has agreed to do what he can to help."

The wizard shifted uncomfortably as the other teen's brown eyes turned to study him once more. "No." The single word shocked the ebony haired auror. He watched as Rider stood and slammed his hands down on the desk. "I don't know what you found to black male his with, but I won't let you use another kid like you used me! Do you know how fucked up my life has been since that first 'problem' I had to solve?!"

Green eyes watched in wonder as the rant continued. He still wasn't sure what was going on, but it was an impressive display, and in an array of different languages to boot. The extremely irritated muggle cut of his tirade when there was a knock on the door and a tall man with brown hair and eyes stepped into the office.

The man had an expression on his face that was half way between amused and exasperated. "Alex," He sighed, "I could hear you at the lift! What have I told you about cussing out when I'm not here?"

The teen un question shrugged, "Wait until you where here so you could brush up on your Russian curses?" Again Harry snorted in amusement at the other boy's snarky answer, and again attention was turned to him."Oh! Excuse my rudeness!" The new comer exclaimed, holding out a hand as he introduced himself. "I'm Ben Daniels! I ask your forgiveness for anything my partner over there does, in advance."

Harry shakes his hand politely. "Nice to meet you sir. I'm Harry Potter, Auror of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement. I assume by partner you mean ?"

Daniels gave a world weary sigh. "Unfortunately." THen he flashed a grin at the bristling blonde teen. "Just kidding Al. You're the best senior field agent I've been partnered with in all my time here."

"And you better remember that."

Jack Frost, prankster extraordinaire, was waiting for just the right time to spring his latest trap. He had walked into the bank, and subsequently, the office with the man who then introduced himself as Ben Daniels. He watched the friendly banter and laughed as the man took a jab at the kid named Alex.

It took a few minutes for the lighthearted ribbing to calm down and the conversation to turn to the matter at hand. " The lady behind the desk gave the older agent a quick rundown of what she had already gone over with the other two and Jack was actually able to focus on what she was saying for the entire length of the conversation.

"Now Potter here is our liason from the magical community..."

"Yeah. No. You're gunna have to explain that one to me." Jack frowned as he lost a bet with himself. he had figured the older one would be the first to question magic.

There was a sigh as Harry took over. "The wizarding community has existed alongside the muggle, that's non-magical, communities for hundreds of years. We all stay hidden due to our laws, and only a select few muggles actually know enough about us to be privy to the fact that magic is, in fact, real."

The two spies shared meaningful glances before saying at the same time, "Bullshit."

Harry sighed and reached for the stick in a holster on his leg hesitating as the two men on either side of him tense instinctively. "Mrs. Jones?"

She nodded. "Just a small something to show it's the truth if you will."

Out came the stick and Harry looked around for inspiration, seeing an empty mug on the desk he gestures to it. "May I?" He receives permission and takes the cup, holding the stick over it he whispers, "Aguamenti." Water then shoots from the wand tip and into the mug. WHen the vessel was full the spell ended and Harry holds it out for Alex to examine.

It takes a minute or two for him to decide that the cup wasn't rigged. He passes it to Bed and holds his hand out for the wand. Harry looked a bit uneasy. "You know it's rude to ask for someone's wand..." Alex shrugged. "I need to know if it was some sort of trick."

Jack grinned. This was it! He pulled the bracelet out og his hoodie pocket and hesitated a split second, "Here goes nothing." He slid it one and grinned. "I can vouch for him. Magic is very real. Crazy shit happens. Se La Vie."

The next thing he knew he had three guns and a wand pointed at him. "Geeze guys, Over react much?" He rethought that for a minute. "No wait. I take that back. That woulda been my reaction too."

"Who are you? And how did you get in here?" The lady barked out. Jack sent her an easy smile. "Jack Frost. I was told they would tell you a guardian was coming to your little powwow. And I just followed the big bad secret agent dude."

Brown eyes darkened in confusion. "Me?" Ben asked. But I made sure no one followed..."

Jack nodded amiably. "So ya did. But I'm not exactly easy to detect. Except for when circumstances allow apparently." He glanced at his wrist before looking around at the others once more.

"That auror guy did tell you I was coming right?" The tree spies glanced at Harry. "Woah!" The wizard exclaimed. "Don't look at me! I don't... Oh! Are you one of the friends the commissioner mentioned?"

Jack nodded, white hair shifting. Just then there was yet another knock on the door. Jones' secretary walked in. "Sorry ma'am! But commissioner Bradley's on the line!" Within seconds Jones had laid her gun on the desk and scooped the phone out of the cradle. "Jones."

She listened for a minute, eyes never leaving the four males who stood before her. "Explain... No... Yes... I see... Yes... Good day." She hung up and sighed. "This task force just keeps getting bigger. Anyone else want to add to the list?"

She waited a second before sitting back down and motioning for the others to do the same. Jack plopped down with his staff resting against his shoulder ignoring the looks he was receiving.

"Let's just get this over with shall we? You four will spend two weeks in a safe house, getting to know each other and coming up with good covers which you will run by us... Because the covers we had will no longer work... After that we will be sending you all to San Francisco, where it seems like their new base of operations is, and you all will have to do your best to figure out how to bring them down. Smithers will visit you all at the safe house since I'm sure he will need to come up with something for the two he doesn't know much about."

*Might write a one shot for this lol