Atropa Belladonna: Death Note X Harry Potter

𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 11: 𝕲𝖑𝖆𝖉𝖎𝖔𝖑𝖚𝖘

Light Yagami was ticked off. Not the normal, "Ugh, I am surrounded by idiots, their idiocy is stagnating my brain," ticked off, no, more like, "What the actual hell is going on on, Ryuzaki?" ticked off.

Ryuzaki had looked him dead in the eye and said, "Hell."

Any other time, Light might have laughed. But now, the urge to punch Ryuzaki was growing tantamount. A casual observer might say that L was a great detective, he had his secrets, but at the moment, Light only saw a ridiculously intelligent and irresponsible teen with trust issues.

"So, like, when was I supposed to be made aware that you had install spies in the form of innocent first year olds?" he snapped, "When you were on Mount Everest, meditating at eighty."

"The mere idea sounds terrifying."

"How about a trek down the Vesuvius, Ryuzaki?"

Ryuzaki rolled his eyes and tried to explain. They were in the Room Of Requirement to avoid making a scene. The House Elves had brought in food and Light was viewing L with the eyes of a judge.

L knew that and he was this sure that he would be pronounced guilty and asked to atone for his grievous sins.

"They are NOT my spies, not exactly anyways."

"Nothing is ever exact for you."

"You sound like a petulant house-wife."

That comment was met with a death glare. Ryuzaki shrugged. Light sighed.

"Ryuzaki, I get that you have your secrets, and I am nobody either way, but if you do want to bring down Voldemort with me, you have to atleast trust me a little bit."

"It's not the fact that I don't trust you, I really didn't think that the information was necessary."

"Oh, and nor was the fact that you have a very good idea of who the Heir might be."

"Ah."

Ryuzaki's eyes seemed to glitter with amusement.

"So, you did notice. Not that I expected any less of you, Light-kun."

Light groaned.

"Praising my talents wouldn't create the diversion that you wish for, Ryuzaki, I would really appreciate if you would share the information, it would be helpful."

Great, now he sounded like he was begging. If Light had been alone, he needn't have worried that much, but his sister was at Hogwarts too, and he didn't want her hurt for some wannabe dictator.

L looked at him for a long time before he dropped his gaze.

"It's B."

"Who?" Light was confused, again.

L sighed, seeming to curl back into himself.

"I wasn't sure uptil now, but the moment when he began targeting my "spies" as you so eloquently put it, I knew. He did this to draw my attention. However, the first one is someone else, I believe. If this knowledge can be passed on, it could prove to be quite dangerous and disastrous to this investigation."

"Hold on, who the heck is B? I have never heard his name over here."

"B as in Beyond Birthday. He had been taken in by Dumbledore for grooming or something, but he had fled, and the last thing I had heard of him was that he was somewhere in America, doing Merlin knows what. I couldn't have been less bothered and anyone's distance from that meddling old man would be beneficial for their mental and physical health."

"..so, if he disappeared then how do you know—"

"He had a strange fascination with me, and put an insane amount of effort in copying me. Telling him off was useless so that was that. He had sent a particularly nondescript looking letter to me, telling me that when he wished to challenge me, he would and that I should be prepared. Dumbledore put it off to a child's whim, but I knew better. THIS is how he has declared his challenge, Light-kun, this is how."