A/N: So I wrote this because my brain is pretty much fried on Infiltrate Preventers. I thought maybe if I take a break and write something else I'll be able to get back into the swing of things. So here's a story about Duo and Harry both being thieves and running around rooftops together.

This is slash. Duo/Harry pairing. Rated for language and possible adult scenes in the future.

Chapter One:

Harry gathered his magic around him and grinned wickedly as he leapt from the rooftop. The wind slapped his face and cooled down his hot skin. Behind him he could hear shouting and the sound of gunfire. A bullet whizzed past his foot but didn't come close to catching him. The next rooftop moved closer as Harry descend from his jump and landed hard, rolling forward into a somersault. He sprung to his feet and turned, staring at the dumbfounded policemen who couldn't understand how a kid had just made a twenty foot jump without receiving a single injury.

Harry laughed and waved before turning and running across the building. He leapt over the rooftops of the city, enjoying the wind on his face and the feeling of freedom. It wasn't quiet as exhilarating as riding a broom but it was pretty close.

As Harry ran he caught movement from the corner of his eye. He slowed to a stop and ducked behind a large chimney stack. He peered around the corner, looking for some sort of motion. He spotted it two buildings away. A person was standing on the ledge of a roof that was couple stories higher than the one Harry was one. A long braid flapped in the wind and striking violet eyes shone in the dark. From this distance, Harry couldn't tell if the person was male or female, but it was obvious they were watching him. Smirking, Harry flicked them off before running to the edge and jumping.

The figure immediately followed, chasing after him in the night. Harry glanced over his shoulder, feeling a little curious. No one had ever tried to follow him over rooftops before. Even wizards didn't run around using their magic like this. Harry relied on magic to make the longer jumps and give him a boost of strength and energy when needed. Most of the other witches and wizards didn't have the power or stamina to keep up.

Harry landed on a roof, his shoes skidding over the hard cement to come to a stop. He turned and was surprised when the figure was only one building away. Whoever the person was seemed to be stuck. The building Harry was standing on was at least a fifteen foot jump from the mystery person. Harry crossed his arms and waited. He could make the jump without a problem, but could this mystery figure do it as well?

The person vanished from sight and Harry frowned, feeling disappointed. He had been hoping for something more dramatic, not for the person to just give up and walk away. As Harry turned to leave, the wind carried the sound of pounding footsteps. He looked back and watched as the person charged off the roof and launched himself into the sky. For a heart stopping moment, Harry wasn't sure the person would make it. But then they twisted and stuck their feet out, landing on the edge of the rooftop. They fell forward onto their hands and knees, breathing hard.

A moment passed and the person stood, locking eyes with Harry. Up close, Harry could now see the mystery figure was a man. He was only an inch taller than Harry but looked a couple years older. His eyes were sparkling with mischief but behind that Harry could see they were hard. The man was wearing a skin tight black shirt and black jeans, showing off his muscled arms. Harry took all this in with an appreciative glance.

"You shouldn't wear such tight clothes when running," he commented casually. "Slows you down."

The person shrugged. "Managed to keep up with you."

Harry snorted. "Barely."

They sized each other up. Though Harry mocked him, he was secretly impressed by this newcomer's ability.

"You're Harry Potter, right?" the guy asked.

Harry raised an eyebrow. "Who wants to know?"

"They call me Duo, master thief extraordinaire. I may run and ride but I'll never tell a lie."

"I don't believe that for second," Harry laughed. "So why are you looking for me, Master Thief? I don't have anything to steal."

Duo smirked. "I don't believe that for a second." He walked forward, stopping just out of arms reach. "I know all about your Robin Hood ways."

Harry laughed loudly, the sound carried away by the wind gusting around them. "Whoever told you that is full of shit. I steal for me and no one else."

Duo nodded, a grin appearing on his face. "I don't care about your reasons, honestly. I just want in."

"In what?"

"You're the best thief in this city. You can do things no one else can. Get into places no one should be able to get into. I want to know how. I want to know your secrets."

Harry crossed his arms and stared at the man. "So what? You just want me to tell you?"

"That would be easiest."

Harry laughed at Duo's cocky attitude. "I'll make you a deal, Master Thief, if you can keep up, I'll tell you anything you want."

Without waiting for an answer Harry turned on his heel and ran. Duo was only a step behind him and together they launched themselves into the sky. The wind whipped past them, snatching at their clothes and hair. Harry pressed his legs to go faster and used his magic to jump higher. The adrenaline filled him every time he leapt, looking down to the street. One misstep and the fall from this height would kill him instantly, magic or no magic.

Next to him, Duo let out a yell as he pushed his body faster. Harry glanced over briefly and saw the man smiling. He couldn't help himself and grinned too. Up ahead the buildings began to spread out as they got further away from the inner city. The next jump was one Harry knew well. It was nearly thirty feet and pressed him to his limits.

Next to him Harry noticed Duo slow down as he saw the jump. The teen grinned. The run had been fun but it was time to put an end to it. The sun was starting to rise and running on the rooftops during the day was nearly impossible because of the heat and blinding light. Whoever this Duo character was, he had been an amusing distraction and nothing more. As he slowed down, Harry smirked and ran faster.

Duo crashed into the ledge, coming to an abrupt stop. He watched, his mouth hanging open, as Harry flung himself from the rooftop. A gust of wind blew hard and helped propel Harry forward in the air. The boy twisted his body, a shout of joy escaping his lips, before he crashed onto the rooftop. He rolled, not being able to land on his feet, and skid to a stop. Scrapes appeared on his arms and hands but Harry ignored them. He lay on the cement, breathing hard. After catching his breath, he sat up, shaking his head.

Duo was still standing on the last rooftop, staring at Harry with an unreadable expression. Harry stood, dusting off his pants. He blew a mocking kiss at the other man before turning and sauntering away. Duo had been a fun distraction but no one could keep up with Harry.

He was the most powerful wizard of the age, after all.

*!*!*!*

Harry flopped on his couch, lazily flipping through the channels of his small TV. He hated daytime. During the day he usually stayed inside. Too many people knew his face so going out into the world when everyone could see him was dangerous. So while the sun was up, Harry tried to sleep and pass the time. When night came he would slip out the window and wander the streets. Sometimes he would go on heist, other times he ran across the rooftops, or, if neither of those options were appealing, Harry would just walk, watching the people and night activity around him.

The door to the small apartment opened and two boys the same age as Harry walked in, their arms full of groceries. More bags sat outside the door as the two dropped their burdens on the counter.

"A little help?" one of them called to Harry, his voice slightly annoyed. Harry glanced at them and waved his hand. Instantly the items in the bags floated up and began putting themselves away.

"You shouldn't rely on magic so much!" the other boy scolded. "You'll get fat and lazy."

"I'm already fat and lazy," Harry mumbled. He poked at his stomach. "Okay, maybe just lazy."

The two boys, Shue and Magic, were currently Harry's only friends. Shue was an average teen with blonde hair and bright blue eyes. He had been kicked out of his house by his father for being a "useless drain on the family." Though Shue was skilled at almost everything he did, he was the laziest person Harry had ever met. To him, work was the act of the devil and therefor should be avoided at all costs. He had an easy going nature and usually got along well with everyone, so long as they didn't try and make him work.

Magic was the exact opposite. He was slightly smaller than the other two with brown hair and strange mismatched eyes. A genetic abnormality passed onto him by his mother, Magic had one blue eye and one green. This strangeness had made him an outsider since he was child. Growing up in an orphanage after his parents died, Magic learned to work hard and fend for himself, as no one was ever willing to help the weird orphan boy.

Harry stretched and wandered to the kitchen as the food finished putting itself away. "Did you get any bananas?"

"Here," Magic said, reaching into a bag still on the floor. He held the fruit out to Harry who took it gratefully. "Harry! What happened to your arms?"

Confused, the teen looked down and noticed the scrapes decorating his pale skin. "Oh, I made that long jump last night but didn't quite get the landing."

"The long one at the edge of town?" Shue asked. "What were you doing out there? Usually you stay in the inner city, right?"

Magic hurried to the bathroom and came back with a small first aid kit in his hands. He forced Harry to sit down while opening a nearly empty bottle of rubbing alcohol.

"Yeah, I was running from someone last night though and ended up there."

Shue looked mildly surprised by the news. Harry enjoyed watching his friend's face for different reactions. He was usually so stoic or bored that his face never changed. Personally, Harry thought Shue was just too lazy to be expressive.

"Who was chasing you?" Magic asked worriedly as he dabbed a cotton ball on Harry's arms. Harry didn't even notice the sting from the alcohol. "Was it the police again?"

"No actually, it was some guy who claimed to be a Master Thief. He wanted to know my secrets and I said I'd tell him if he could keep up."

Shue snorted. "No one can keep up with you."

"Yeah, I'm pretty awesome."

Magic frowned in disapproval at the two. "Don't make jokes. That's really dangerous! Harry, you need to be more careful! There are others like you out there and I don't want to see you getting caught."

"Wizards stay out of muggle London. You know that, Mag."

"Wasn't this guy a wizard?" Shue asked. "I thought only your kind ran around rooftops like idiots."

Harry shrugged. "I don't know if he was. I didn't bother asking."

Magic finished cleaning his scrapes and put the first aid kit away. When he returned to the living room both his friends were lazing on the couch watching TV. He shook his head. Sometimes he wondered why he put up with these two. They were both the laziest people in the entire world.

"We spent all the money we had today on food," he announced. Both teens ignored him and Magic sighed. He placed himself in front of the TV, crossing his arms. "I said we spent all our money."

Harry glanced at his annoyed friend and felt a stab of longing. Magic looked so much like Hermione when he crossed his arms and scowled at them. He briefly wondered how the girl was doing and if she was still dating Ron but forced the thought from his mind. He didn't like thinking about his old friends and life. He had left the Wizarding World for good and had no intentions of ever going back.

Shue titled his head, trying to see the screen around Magic's body. "So? What do you want us to do about it?"

Magic growled in annoyance and Harry smiled. "I think he wants us to go on a heist."

"We're not the only ones who need money. I found a group of kids living on the streets who are very close to starving to death. They need help."

"They need families," Harry muttered. "Giving them money is like putting a band aid on a knife wound."

"Giving them money will help them to trust me so that I can help them find something better."

"So where do you want us to go?" Shue asked. "You have something in mind, right?"

"As a matter of fact, I do."

Magic vanished into his room and Harry sighed, switching the TV off. He and Shue sat up as the brunette reentered the living room, holding a couple of folded papers.

"This is a man named Adiar," Magic explained. "He has more than enough money and tends to spend it on frivolous things." He showed them a picture of a tall man with a square jaw and hard eyes. He was standing before an expansive mansion with a statue made out of pure gold behind him.

"Let me guess," Shue said. "You want us to steal the statue."

"Of course not," Magic snapped. "Even if Harry could shrink it, the thing is made out of pure gold! Where are we going to trade that much gold into cash without being noticed? He has a safe in his study on the fifth floor of the mansion. I want you to break into that and take everything inside."

"How do you know where this safe is?"

Magic flushed. "I just do."

"Sure," Harry rolled his eyes. "Fine, we'll go clean this guy out. You know, people are starting to call me Robin Hood because of the targets you keep picking."

Magic snorted. "You are not Robin Hood."

"That's what I said!"

"Well now that that's decided, I'm taking a nap." Shue sprawled over the couch, not caring when he used Harry as a pillow. "I'm exhausted."

"How can you possibly be tired? You've only be awake for two hours!"

"Yeah, two hours that you made me waste shopping!"

Harry laughed at his friends. "I'm with Shue. If we're going on a heist tonight I'm taking a nap too."

Magic sighed as his friends made themselves comfortable. He supposed he should start thinking about what to make for dinner. He would need to make sure the other two were well fed before their illegal venture tonight. As Magic peered around the cupboards for inspiration he noticed both his friends already sound asleep on the couch and smiled to himself.

Really, what would those two do without him?

*!*!*!*

Magic stood in the park across from the mansion his friends were going to rob tonight. He hated that mansion. Nothing but bad memories existed in that place. He felt vindicated, sending the other two to rob the place. At least all that money would be put to good use for once. Shue and Harry appeared next to him.

"So here are the security pass codes," Magic said, handing them both slips of paper. "I don't know the ones for the safe so Harry you'll have to open that yourself."

"Sure sure," Harry dismissed, pocketing the codes.

"You gonna tell us how you know this place so well?" Shue asked.

"No. Now get going, I'll be waiting back home for you both. Please be careful."

Harry and Shue traded looks as the other boy walked away and shrugged. All three of them had their secrets and it was an unspoken agreement to not ask about them unless they were ready to share their own.

"Ready?" Harry asked.

"Let's go."

Breaking into the mansion was laughably easy with the security codes Magic had given them. Security guards who crossed their paths were taken out easily with a swift blow to their head from Shue or a silent stunning charm from Harry. After hiding the unconscious bodies, the two continued on until they made it to the fifth floor. The safe was in the private study, exactly where Magic had described it. They ignored the large portrait of the mansion's owner, Adair, and instead went for the small picture of water lilies on the wall near the door. Behind it was a safe with a digital lock. Shue stood aside and gestured for Harry to do his thing.

Harry focused his magic in his hand and placed it on the lock. He allowed a little bit to trickle from his fingers and the numbers started flashing on the small screen. After a moment an error message appeared and the lock popped open, short circuited by Harry's magic.

Shue shrugged the empty bag he'd been carrying off his shoulder and reached into the safe, pulling out the wads of cash and leaving the jewelry behind. They didn't have the time or resources to fence stolen jewelry. As he emptied out the cash, something caught his eye and he pulled it out. It was a picture of Adair and a small brunette boy wearing sunglasses. Neither was smiling in the picture and it was taken in front of the mansion.

"Is that Magic?" Harry asked curiously.

Shue flipped the picture over. One the back in tidy handwriting it read Ithel's first day home.

"What's Magic's real name?"

"I don't know," Shue admitted. "I never asked."

An alarm suddenly blared around them, startling the boys. Harry looked at the safe and noticed a blinking red light in the back.

"There's an alarm in the safe," he said over the noise.

Shue was making a face and rubbing his ears. He shoved the picture into his bag and shrugged it onto his shoulders. Harry turned to him and held out his hand.

"Shall we?"

"No way," Shue grumbled, pushing past him. "You're damn teleporting sucks. Let's just do this normal for once."

Harry shrugged. "Whatever you say."

The two ran over to the balcony and looked out. Already police sirens could be seen in the distance.

"Up or down?" Harry asked.

Shue glanced around and noticed vines growing up the walls of the mansion. "Down," he said.

Together the two climbed over the edge and scaled the building using the vines. When they close enough to jump without getting hurt, they let go, landing in a crouch in the back garden. The house was surrounded by officers now and the two dashed across the yard. They made it to back where a large iron fence blocked their path. Harry gathered his magic and jumped, sailing over the seven foot fence easily. Shue tossed the bag of money over to him before using his skinny frame and momentum to squeeze through the iron bars. He nearly got stuck but sucked in a deep breath and fell through.

Harry helped him up and the two ran down the street together. Bright lights rounded the corner and lit up the street. The boys dashed into the park as the police skid their cars to a stop. Floodlights lit up the dark trees and Harry and Shue ducked behind one. Harry tossed the bag of goods into the high branches as officers began flooding the park.

Shue cursed lightly as he realized there was no where for them to run without being seen. He knew Harry could get them out of the situation in a heartbeat but he really didn't like the apparating thing. It was extremely uncomfortable and very disorientating. As the officers got closer, Harry leaned against the tree casually, not at all concerned by their predicament.

"So what do you want to do?" he asked, acting as if they were out for a stroll and not on the run from the cops.

Shue sighed. "Can't be helped, I suppose."

Just as the officers drew near, Shue pressed himself flush against Harry and grabbed him into a deep kiss. The lights from the officer's torches landed on them and Shue pulled back, putting on a confused face and flinching from the lights.

"You two!" the man in blue shouted. "What are you doing here?"

Shue frowned. "Isn't it obvious...?"

"Did you see anything suspicious?"

Shue shook his head, noticing Harry turned away, trying to hide his face. Most officers didn't know him by sight but it was better to be safe than sorry.

The man sneered at the two. "Go home, both of you." He walked away, shaking his head. Shue was sure he heard him mutter, "Damn fags," under his breath as he left. When he was gone Harry lifted his head, shaking the hair out of his eyes and smirking at his friend.

"Classic."

"Works better with two guys. No one ever expects it to be a couple of gays."

They waited until the officers had cleared out before retrieving the bag from the tree and calmly walking out of the park.

"Is it just me or do these jobs keep getting easier?" Harry mused.

"If you want a challenge, I'm sure Magic can find something hard for you."

"Don't you mean Ithel?"

Shue fished the picture out of the bag and stared at it blankly. Harry had been with the other teen long enough to know that it troubled him, even if he didn't say anything. Suddenly the area was filled with bright lights and the boys flinched, covering their eyes from the sudden onslaught.

"Seriously?" Harry muttered, annoyed.

Sirens blared and the police car sped towards them. The two teens ran for it, dashing across the street in front of the traffic on the road. Cars skid to a stop, horns blaring and people cursing, as the two ran. More officers appeared in cars and drove on the sidewalk in an effort to catch the two thieves.

"That's dangerous!" Shue called over his shoulder. Harry grabbed his arm and pulled him down an alley. Unfortunately it led to a dead end. Harry stuck his hands in his pockets and kicked the brick wall with a scowl. A police car parked at the entrance of the alley, effectively trapping them.

"This is obnoxious," Harry grumbled. He glanced at Shue. "Well?"

The blonde grumbled in complaint but held out his hand. If apparating was the only way out he would just have to deal with it. Before Harry could take his hand though the sound of a metal falling made them both jump back. A fire escape was above their heads and the ladder had been released.

"Did you do that?" Shue asked.

Harry shook his head as he shoved his friend towards the new escape route. Shue climbed up first and didn't stop until he was on the roof. Harry jumped up behind him and looked around. Standing in the middle of the roof was none other than Duo, the Master Thief from the night before. Interested, Harry sat on the ledge, smirking at the cocky man.

"Master Thief," Harry greeted. "Didn't expect to see you again."

"You two looked like you could use some help," Duo shrugged, a smile playing at his lips.

"Friend of yours?" Shue asked.

Harry shrugged. "Not sure yet."

The sound of gunshots reminded them they weren't out of trouble yet. Harry leaned over the side and flicked the police off as they began to scale the fire escape. He turned to the other two.

"Well guys, shall we get out of here?"

Shue sighed. "More running? What a tiresome night."

Together the three ran across the rooftop, easily jumping to the next. The police fired blindly at them but it didn't take long for the three to be out of range of their guns. Even so, Harry didn't stop until they were far enough away that they couldn't see or hear sirens in the distance. When he finally came to a stop, the other two were panting lightly but Harry wasn't out of breath. His magic fueled his stamina, making it easy to keep going.

Shue shrugged off the bag of money and sat down, catching his breath. "Well that wasn't fun," he muttered. "I'm ready to go home now."

"Where's home?" Duo asked. He was bouncing on his heels and looking mischievous.

Harry glanced at him. "What makes you think we're going to tell you that?"

"Awe come on, I saved you. Don't you trust me?"

Harry snorted. "You think you saved us?"

"Give him a break," Shue defended. "If it had been anyone but us he really would have."

Harry shrugged and glanced at the bouncing thief. "I guess you're right. Fine, we'll give a cut."

Shue didn't argue as he reached into the bag and pulled out a small wad of money. He tossed it to the man who caught it easily.

"I'm not interested in your cash," Duo said but pocketed the money away. "I told you, I want to know more about you."

"And I told you not if you can't keep up."

"What, I only get one chance?" Duo pouted slightly before smirking. "Or are you afraid I'll be able to catch you this time?"

Harry shot him a disbelieving look. "I'm not afraid of anything."

"Awe, now who's lying?" Duo asked, sauntering forward. "Everyone's afraid of something."

Harry's eyes narrowed at the seductive tone and movements. This guy just wouldn't give up. Harry had no idea who he was or why he was so interested in Harry but the way Duo moved and spoke intrigued the teen. He was cocky or confident, Harry really couldn't tell which, and had just helped them out of a tough situation.

"All right," Harry agreed. "I'll let you have a second chance. I don't mind embarrassing you twice."

Duo's beautifully violet eyes sparkled and he grinned widely. Shue stood up, watching the two with narrowed eyes. "I'm not running around this city after you two weirdos. I'll see you at home."

"Be careful," Harry ordered. "If you get into trouble, call me."

Shue waved dismissively. "Yeah yeah. You do know I was doing this solo long before you came around, right?"

Without another word, Shue jumped from the rooftop they were on and climbed down another fire escape. Harry waited until he was safely on the ground before turning to Duo. He looked the man up and down, admiring his lithe form and muscled torso. Whoever this Duo character was, he was certainly good looking.

"Okay Master Thief," Harry said. "Here are the rules."

"Rules?"

"Do you know where the Hotel Lounge is?"

Duo nodded.

"Okay. I'll race you there. You can use any means you want to beat me there but you can never let your feet touch the ground."

"And what do I get if I win?"

"It doesn't matter," Harry dismissed. "Because you won't."

Without warning, Harry ran past the man, launching himself from the roof. Behind him he heard Duo laugh and couldn't resist smiling. Hopefully this game would fun.

The Hotel Lounge was thirty minute run from where they started. Harry lost sight of Duo about halfway and eventually forgot all about the other man. He let his magic go and just enjoyed the feeling of freedom running around the city gave him. He jumped from rooftop to rooftop, closing his eyes and letting the wind whip his hair. The sound of car horns drew his attention and Harry paused in his running to look at the street below.

His mouth fell open slightly as he spotted Duo kneeling on top of a small box truck. People who had noticed him were honking their horns and freaking out. Duo jumped from his box car onto another vehicle turning left. He looked up and spotted Harry. With a large grin, Duo waved before jumping to different vehicle and vanishing out of sight around the corner.

Harry couldn't believe it. He did say Duo could never touch the ground but to jump on the roofs of cars? Harry had never even thought to try that. Realizing there was now a chance that he could lose, Harry hurried across the rooftops. He knew he could just apparate to the Hotel but decided not to. He felt like it would be cheating and, if Harry were being honest with himself, he was curious to find out what Duo would ask for if he won their race.

It didn't take long for Harry to arrive at the rooftop. He landed with a hard thud and straightened. It seemed as though Harry was worried over nothing. There was no sign of Duo on the roof. He turned around, taking in the view of the city lights twinkling around him. The city shone during the night and Harry never got tired of looking at it.

Movement behind him had Harry whipping around, his fist raised. Duo caught his attack easily, a smirk adorning his handsome face.

"Looks like I win."

"What are you talking about? I was here first."

Duo shook his head. "Nope. You might have been on this roof first, but I was in the hotel before you got here. You never specified where in the hotel we had to be."

Harry blinked. He wasn't sure if this guy was a thief like he claimed but he was certainly a trickster, finding loopholes in Harry's words like that.

"Alright," Harry admitted. "I'll give you this one." Duo snorted and Harry dismissed him with a shrug. "So what do you want for winning?"

Harry leaned against the wall, crossing his arms. The other man pretended to look thoughtful.

"What do I want?" He looked Harry up and down slowly, taking in his skinny body, curvy hips, and windswept hair. "I want a lot of things."

Harry frowned. "Don't even think about it."

"Think about what?"

Duo sauntered forward, grinning like a Cheshire cat. He moved in close to Harry, who tensed, but as he came close enough for them to touch Duo suddenly jerked away, leaning against the wall next to the teen instead. Harry blinked in surprise and turned to him with narrowed eyes.

"I want to know how old you are."

Harry gaped at him. "What?"

"Tell me your age."

"Seriously?" the teen exclaimed, jumping forward. "After all this you just want to know my age?"

"Yup."

Completely confused, Harry crossed his arms. "Nineteen."

Duo nodded and pushed off against the wall. "Not jail-bait, good to know."

Duo walked over to the roof exit and Harry stared after him in confusion. When he opened the door to leave, Harry called out.

"Wait!"

Duo turned, his hand still on the doorknob.

"That's it? You're just leaving?"

Duo grinned. "For now. See ya around, Robin Hood."

He slammed the door behind him, leaving a very confused Harry behind on the rooftop.

A/N: So who knows if this will ever be finished. It's more like a drapple than an actual fic. I have more written so there'll at least be a second chapter... beyond that I promise nothing.

Anyways, I hoe you guys like this, please review and let me know! Reviews get me inspired and being inspired means I write more and everyone likes that, right? ;)