[Discontinued] When Shadows Collide, The Game Begins

Chapter Nine

Scotland Yard was bustling with police officers. No one really noticed the family as they made their way to Lestrade's office. 

"What do you want, Sherlock?" asked Lestrade in a tired voice. 

"We have an issue. We have reason to believe that Harry is being stalked, and it has escalated quite considerably." Lestrade sat up instantly. He looked at the worried faces of John and Sherlock and swore silently. 

"Okay. You guys try and find a place to stay, and we'll send some officers to inspect your flat." He grabbed his phone and began calling officers together. John pulled out his phone and began looking for hotels with vacancies. He found one and booked a room, then the three Holmes left the building and hailed a taxi.

Thirty minutes later, Harry was playing pokemon on his DS, John was reading the news, and Sherlock was pacing up and down the hotel room.

"Sherl, honey, relax," said John, "The police are going to sort it out. We'll be fine here."

"That is not relaxing, John. The police are incompetent." Sherlock continued pacing. John got a notification on his phone. It was from Lestrade.

'We can't find anything, but your flat is filled with hundreds of letters. What happened here? We've got a cleanup crew in here, so you should be able to come back in a couple of days.' 

Everyone relaxed slightly. As much as Sherlock looked down on the police, he knew that they could help him. 

They didn't do much for the rest of the day. They were all feeling tired and anxious. Harry tried not to think about the letters, but he hadn't had enough time to grab any other games, and he'd already finished Pokemon Alpha Sapphire. He decided to restart and do the Nuzlocke challenge. He found it quite easy. He had already memorized all the stats for every single Pokemon and had uncovered a few easter eggs that helped him out quite a bit.

"Who do you reckon is sending the letters?" asked Harry.

"I'm not sure. I can't see why anyone would do this. It doesn't make any sense," replied Sherlock.

"Have you asked Mycroft to look into Hogwarts? That could give us a lead," suggested Harry. Sherlock nodded and took out his phone.

"Brother mine, could you be so kind as to do some research into Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry? Don't laugh, they have been plaguing Harry with letters. Ask Lestrade if you don't believe me." Sherlock hung up with a sigh. "He's gonna look into it. He'll text if he finds anything." Harry and John nodded. Harry felt slightly better. If anyone could find out about Hogwarts, it was Mycroft. 

The family sat in silence for several hours, all of them waiting anxiously for Mycroft to reply. 

Eventually, he did.

"Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry is a place of immense secrecy," read Sherlock from Mycroft's text. "Every year, twenty or so children that have been signed up for secondary schools will be taken off the register with no explanation. Before this happens, parents will often report being sent hundreds of letters from this mysterious school. That was all I could find. Any details about the school itself are for the Prime Minister's eyes only." Sherlock sighed.

"Relax, Sherl. I'm sure it'll be okay." John wrapped his arm around Sherlock's waist and led him out of the room. "We'll see you in the morning, Harry. Please  don't call room service." Harry bid them goodnight and tried his best to go to sleep.

After an hour of tossing and turning, Harry sat up and turned his DS back on. He was pretty close to finishing the game, again. The one issue with having a Mind Palace with an entire floor dedicated to Pokemon meant he could complete all the games pretty quickly. He knew every route, every battle statistic, all the Gym leaders' pokemon and how to defeat them.