Harry Potter/Law & Order/SVU | Murder By Magic | PG-13 | Multiple pairings (4/?)
Title: Murder By Magic (4/?)
Fandom: Harry Potter/Law & Order/Law & Order: SVU
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Ginny/Draco; Ron/Hermione; Munch/Snape; Jack/Ed
Summary: What happens when a certain pair of homicide detectives catch a very unusual case?
Word Count: 1,559 for this part.
Disclaimer: All copyrighted material referred to in this work, and the characters, settings, and events thereof, are the properties of their respective owners. This work is not created for profit and constitutes fair use.
A/N: Has been edited slightly from its original version. Officially AU, but that’s not surprising; I started writing this in 2005.
About fifteen minutes later, Lennie heard Severus and who Hermione had explained was his lover, approach the kitchen. For some reason he thought that the man’s voice had sounded very familiar, which he dismissed as absurd, until the man walked through the door. It was none other than John Munch-former Baltimore detective, current SVU detective, and conspiracy theorist.
“John?” he exclaimed, in shock. Munch looked at him, surprised. “Are you...a...wizard?” Lennie asked.
“Lennie?” John asked, surprised but amused. “Severus, when you said you had ‘guests’ today, you should have been more specific.”
“I was unaware you two knew each other,” Severus replied, equally amused.
John rolled his eyes and turned back to his gaping fellow detective. “No, Lennie, I’m not a wizard. I just met Severus a couple years ago, and we really got along....”
“So you’re just gay?”
“Bisexual, technically, but close enough.”
“Okay, that’s...yeah, I can live with that.”
Munch looked amused. "So being bisexual is more normal than being a wizard?" he asked, dryly. "Gotcha. We'd better broadcast this-then maybe the Christian Coalition will lighten up once they see the choices."
“No, it’s just that I’ve had way too many surprises today. I don’t think I could take anymore. Besides, you’ve been married four times-it’s not exactly hard to imagine that something’s been wrong.”
Severus smirked at that. “That is true.”
“You didn’t have to back him up, you know,” John replied, sitting down and grabbing a sandwich off the tray on the table.
“Of course I did. I’m a Slytherin,” Severus responded.
“Okay, can someone explain to me what that means?” Abbie asked.
“Slytherin is one of the four houses that this school is divided into. The other three are Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, and Hufflepuff. You’re sorted in your first year by the sorting hat-that determines which house you’d do best in. Each house represents certain characteristics. People in Gryffindor are brave and courageous; people in Ravenclaw are wise and studious; people in Hufflepuff are loyal and hard-working; and people in Slytherin are cunning and ambitious,” Hermione explained.
“That’s my Hermione-sounding like she swallowed the textbook!” Ron laughed, helping himself to another sandwich.
“And that’s my Ron-acting like a garbage disposal!” Hermione retorted, to the laughter of their friends.
“I have a question,” Jack spoke up suddenly. “Earlier, Hermione mentioned Muggle-borns as people who have non-magic parents. How is it possible for someone to be a wizard or witch if their parents aren’t magical?”
“Bloodlines,” Severus responded. “Hermione is Muggle-born-both of her parents are dentists; however, she has an ancestor who was a wizard.”
“Yes,” John spoke up, “Severus has tried explaining this to me and the way it sounds, everyone has some magical blood in them. My great-great-great-grand aunt on my mom’s side was a witch. It’s fascinating.”
Ron snorted. “You two are ridiculously suited for each other, the way you both love knowing more than others.”
Ed looked at Ron curiously. “From what I can figure out, you and Hermione are married, right? And Ginny and Draco, they’re dating?”
“Yeah, that’s right.” Ron nodded. “And John and Severus have been dating for a couple years.”
“So, are you two just really open minded or is the Wizarding World different when it comes to sexuality?” Ed wondered.
“What’s to be open-minded about?” Ron asked, perplexed.
“The fact that John and Severus are both men,” Ed responded.
“My sister-in-law isn’t even completely human. I think that’s a little bit stranger than two blokes.” Ron shrugged.
Draco rolled his eyes. “Ron, he’s Muggle! Most Muggles don’t even let two people of the same sex marry each other.”
“They don’t? Why not?” Ron asked.
“Good question.” Ed shook his head.
“The Wizarding World mostly discriminates against blood. Those who aren’t ‘pure-blooded’ are sometimes looked down upon as inferior, hence the Dark Lord. That was his main cause, to rid the world of Muggles and Muggle-borns. Or, it was the first time. The second time it was to kill Harry,” Severus added.
“Of course, it’s completely wrong, because Harry is half-blooded and he’s one of the most powerful wizards of his generation and Hermione is the smartest of her generation and she’s completely Muggle-born,” Draco responded.
“So who is the Headmaster of this school? The man you mentioned earlier?” Anita asked. She’d been rather quiet up until now, attempting to soak everything up and make sense of it. It wasn’t much better, but she had finally stopped having the urge to pinch herself every three minutes.
“Albus Dumbledore-brilliant, powerful, and more than a little batty,” Ron replied fondly.
“Indeed. We will be speaking to him after everyone is finished with lunch, so you shall be able to meet him then,” Severus informed everyone. “And then, we have to figure out what we will be doing about this murder.”
About ten more minutes passed when Munch spoke up, “I think it’s time for me to go, Severus. I have to floo back and then drive back to the station.”
Severus nodded. “I shall walk you back to my quarters,” he responded. The two of them left the kitchen.
Lennie watched them, still slightly puzzled. “How did they meet?” he asked.
“It’s actually really funny,” Ginny laughed, “but you’ll have to get Severus to tell you. He doesn’t like other people ‘gossiping’ about him.”
Lennie nodded, but then something occurred to him, “Won’t the other people at the station realize that we’re missing? And also, the people at McCoy’s and Carmicheal’s office?”
“Oh, no.” Hermione shook her head. “We put a distraction charm around the buildings. It won’t interfere with their work, but any time they need to talk to any of you, they’ll suddenly be distracted with something else and forget about it.”
“You can do that?” Ed looked impressed. “That’s cool.”
About fifteen minutes later, Severus returned. “Is everyone finished eating?” he asked.
Everyone nodded their assent, and after that, Severus motioned for them to follow him. They did so, and made their way around the castle. Lennie found himself mesmerized-after all, the pictures moved, and there were ghosts flying around. He wondered what the school was like during the school year, when all of the students were there.
Eventually, they found themselves at a gargoyle. “What blasted piece of candy did the old fool choose as his password this time?” Severus asked, rolling his eyes.
“It’s ‘jolly rancher’,” Harry replied, amused. “He’s developed a liking to them. They’re another Muggle sweet similar to lemon drops, except they come in different flavors.”
Severus shook his head and said the password. The gargoyle jumped aside and everyone headed up the stairs. Dumbledore’s office was large, so even though they had eleven people, it wasn’t cramped.
While the rest of the castle was rather interesting, what with the moving portraits, ghosts, and other things that would be entertaining to someone who had never seen them before, Dumbledore’s office was a virtual playground. Different gizmos and gadgets were everywhere-Lennie, Jack, Ed, Abbie, and Anita had never seen so many peculiar objects. It was all too fascinating. As they were all absorbed in checking out all of Dumbledore’s items, they missed seeing him walk in.
“Hello.” He smiled pleasantly. Jack and Abbie jumped; Lennie, Anita, and Ed nearly did, but their quick cop reflexes kept them from making it visible.
“It’s Merlin himself!” Jack exclaimed, in awe.
Dumbledore simply smiled. “Not exactly, although I do believe Merlin was my great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-grand uncle. My name is Albus Dumbledore. I am the Headmaster of this fine school. You may all call me Albus, of course.”
“So you’re the one that got us all brought here?” Lennie asked.
“Ah, yes, that was me. I saw you and your partner through my See-All. It alerts me to important events. The death of a former Minister of Magic is included in that category. I knew you had found poor Cornelius’ body, and I knew you were working on the case and that your prosecutors had heard of the case as well. I also did not want to take the risk of obliviating you-law enforcement is tricky work and a mis-managed spell could have had a disastrous effect. Not to mention, if you ask Severus, I am a bit of a sentimental old fool. I would like to believe it is possible for the Muggle World and the Wizarding World to help each other out, occasionally.”
Lennie nodded. There was something about this man-something that made you want to trust him. It was strange, but then again, this whole situation qualified as ‘strange’.
“All I wanted to make sure is that if there are any more killings in New York in the Manhattan area that are magical-and I’m sure everyone here will be able to help you out with the detection of magical crimes-Is that you two get assigned to the case. We hope to catch whoever is responsible before then, of course, but just in case,” Dumbledore finished.
Ed and Lennie nodded, figuring that this sounded reasonable.
“Is that all, Albus?” Severus asked. At Dumbledore’s nod, Severus turned to the group. “We’ll all be heading back to the Great Hall so we can figure out what will be our primary course of action.” The others nodded, and once again, they followed Severus to their destination.
Fandom: Harry Potter/Law & Order/Law & Order: SVU
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Ginny/Draco; Ron/Hermione; Munch/Snape; Jack/Ed
Summary: What happens when a certain pair of homicide detectives catch a very unusual case?
Word Count: 1,559 for this part.
Disclaimer: All copyrighted material referred to in this work, and the characters, settings, and events thereof, are the properties of their respective owners. This work is not created for profit and constitutes fair use.
A/N: Has been edited slightly from its original version. Officially AU, but that’s not surprising; I started writing this in 2005.
About fifteen minutes later, Lennie heard Severus and who Hermione had explained was his lover, approach the kitchen. For some reason he thought that the man’s voice had sounded very familiar, which he dismissed as absurd, until the man walked through the door. It was none other than John Munch-former Baltimore detective, current SVU detective, and conspiracy theorist.
“John?” he exclaimed, in shock. Munch looked at him, surprised. “Are you...a...wizard?” Lennie asked.
“Lennie?” John asked, surprised but amused. “Severus, when you said you had ‘guests’ today, you should have been more specific.”
“I was unaware you two knew each other,” Severus replied, equally amused.
John rolled his eyes and turned back to his gaping fellow detective. “No, Lennie, I’m not a wizard. I just met Severus a couple years ago, and we really got along....”
“So you’re just gay?”
“Bisexual, technically, but close enough.”
“Okay, that’s...yeah, I can live with that.”
Munch looked amused. "So being bisexual is more normal than being a wizard?" he asked, dryly. "Gotcha. We'd better broadcast this-then maybe the Christian Coalition will lighten up once they see the choices."
“No, it’s just that I’ve had way too many surprises today. I don’t think I could take anymore. Besides, you’ve been married four times-it’s not exactly hard to imagine that something’s been wrong.”
Severus smirked at that. “That is true.”
“You didn’t have to back him up, you know,” John replied, sitting down and grabbing a sandwich off the tray on the table.
“Of course I did. I’m a Slytherin,” Severus responded.
“Okay, can someone explain to me what that means?” Abbie asked.
“Slytherin is one of the four houses that this school is divided into. The other three are Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, and Hufflepuff. You’re sorted in your first year by the sorting hat-that determines which house you’d do best in. Each house represents certain characteristics. People in Gryffindor are brave and courageous; people in Ravenclaw are wise and studious; people in Hufflepuff are loyal and hard-working; and people in Slytherin are cunning and ambitious,” Hermione explained.
“That’s my Hermione-sounding like she swallowed the textbook!” Ron laughed, helping himself to another sandwich.
“And that’s my Ron-acting like a garbage disposal!” Hermione retorted, to the laughter of their friends.
“I have a question,” Jack spoke up suddenly. “Earlier, Hermione mentioned Muggle-borns as people who have non-magic parents. How is it possible for someone to be a wizard or witch if their parents aren’t magical?”
“Bloodlines,” Severus responded. “Hermione is Muggle-born-both of her parents are dentists; however, she has an ancestor who was a wizard.”
“Yes,” John spoke up, “Severus has tried explaining this to me and the way it sounds, everyone has some magical blood in them. My great-great-great-grand aunt on my mom’s side was a witch. It’s fascinating.”
Ron snorted. “You two are ridiculously suited for each other, the way you both love knowing more than others.”
Ed looked at Ron curiously. “From what I can figure out, you and Hermione are married, right? And Ginny and Draco, they’re dating?”
“Yeah, that’s right.” Ron nodded. “And John and Severus have been dating for a couple years.”
“So, are you two just really open minded or is the Wizarding World different when it comes to sexuality?” Ed wondered.
“What’s to be open-minded about?” Ron asked, perplexed.
“The fact that John and Severus are both men,” Ed responded.
“My sister-in-law isn’t even completely human. I think that’s a little bit stranger than two blokes.” Ron shrugged.
Draco rolled his eyes. “Ron, he’s Muggle! Most Muggles don’t even let two people of the same sex marry each other.”
“They don’t? Why not?” Ron asked.
“Good question.” Ed shook his head.
“The Wizarding World mostly discriminates against blood. Those who aren’t ‘pure-blooded’ are sometimes looked down upon as inferior, hence the Dark Lord. That was his main cause, to rid the world of Muggles and Muggle-borns. Or, it was the first time. The second time it was to kill Harry,” Severus added.
“Of course, it’s completely wrong, because Harry is half-blooded and he’s one of the most powerful wizards of his generation and Hermione is the smartest of her generation and she’s completely Muggle-born,” Draco responded.
“So who is the Headmaster of this school? The man you mentioned earlier?” Anita asked. She’d been rather quiet up until now, attempting to soak everything up and make sense of it. It wasn’t much better, but she had finally stopped having the urge to pinch herself every three minutes.
“Albus Dumbledore-brilliant, powerful, and more than a little batty,” Ron replied fondly.
“Indeed. We will be speaking to him after everyone is finished with lunch, so you shall be able to meet him then,” Severus informed everyone. “And then, we have to figure out what we will be doing about this murder.”
About ten more minutes passed when Munch spoke up, “I think it’s time for me to go, Severus. I have to floo back and then drive back to the station.”
Severus nodded. “I shall walk you back to my quarters,” he responded. The two of them left the kitchen.
Lennie watched them, still slightly puzzled. “How did they meet?” he asked.
“It’s actually really funny,” Ginny laughed, “but you’ll have to get Severus to tell you. He doesn’t like other people ‘gossiping’ about him.”
Lennie nodded, but then something occurred to him, “Won’t the other people at the station realize that we’re missing? And also, the people at McCoy’s and Carmicheal’s office?”
“Oh, no.” Hermione shook her head. “We put a distraction charm around the buildings. It won’t interfere with their work, but any time they need to talk to any of you, they’ll suddenly be distracted with something else and forget about it.”
“You can do that?” Ed looked impressed. “That’s cool.”
About fifteen minutes later, Severus returned. “Is everyone finished eating?” he asked.
Everyone nodded their assent, and after that, Severus motioned for them to follow him. They did so, and made their way around the castle. Lennie found himself mesmerized-after all, the pictures moved, and there were ghosts flying around. He wondered what the school was like during the school year, when all of the students were there.
Eventually, they found themselves at a gargoyle. “What blasted piece of candy did the old fool choose as his password this time?” Severus asked, rolling his eyes.
“It’s ‘jolly rancher’,” Harry replied, amused. “He’s developed a liking to them. They’re another Muggle sweet similar to lemon drops, except they come in different flavors.”
Severus shook his head and said the password. The gargoyle jumped aside and everyone headed up the stairs. Dumbledore’s office was large, so even though they had eleven people, it wasn’t cramped.
While the rest of the castle was rather interesting, what with the moving portraits, ghosts, and other things that would be entertaining to someone who had never seen them before, Dumbledore’s office was a virtual playground. Different gizmos and gadgets were everywhere-Lennie, Jack, Ed, Abbie, and Anita had never seen so many peculiar objects. It was all too fascinating. As they were all absorbed in checking out all of Dumbledore’s items, they missed seeing him walk in.
“Hello.” He smiled pleasantly. Jack and Abbie jumped; Lennie, Anita, and Ed nearly did, but their quick cop reflexes kept them from making it visible.
“It’s Merlin himself!” Jack exclaimed, in awe.
Dumbledore simply smiled. “Not exactly, although I do believe Merlin was my great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-grand uncle. My name is Albus Dumbledore. I am the Headmaster of this fine school. You may all call me Albus, of course.”
“So you’re the one that got us all brought here?” Lennie asked.
“Ah, yes, that was me. I saw you and your partner through my See-All. It alerts me to important events. The death of a former Minister of Magic is included in that category. I knew you had found poor Cornelius’ body, and I knew you were working on the case and that your prosecutors had heard of the case as well. I also did not want to take the risk of obliviating you-law enforcement is tricky work and a mis-managed spell could have had a disastrous effect. Not to mention, if you ask Severus, I am a bit of a sentimental old fool. I would like to believe it is possible for the Muggle World and the Wizarding World to help each other out, occasionally.”
Lennie nodded. There was something about this man-something that made you want to trust him. It was strange, but then again, this whole situation qualified as ‘strange’.
“All I wanted to make sure is that if there are any more killings in New York in the Manhattan area that are magical-and I’m sure everyone here will be able to help you out with the detection of magical crimes-Is that you two get assigned to the case. We hope to catch whoever is responsible before then, of course, but just in case,” Dumbledore finished.
Ed and Lennie nodded, figuring that this sounded reasonable.
“Is that all, Albus?” Severus asked. At Dumbledore’s nod, Severus turned to the group. “We’ll all be heading back to the Great Hall so we can figure out what will be our primary course of action.” The others nodded, and once again, they followed Severus to their destination.