AN: Woohoo, another try. This is my first time redoing a whole fic because I got upset with it. The reason I can't let it go was because of the awesome dedication of TrenchcoatMan to review my every chapter. :D That was awesome, and this is why I'm going for another try.

Please review if you read. I can't promise myself to continue this if there is no support other than reading stats, but I don't really find that helpful. I like to know how my readers feel, not how many read them. Like Steven King said, doesn't give a damn how many people buy his books, just what do they feel about them?

Pairings: Definitely 1x2 (No, really!) 3x4, and I'll do my best to ignore 13x6x5 (Treize is my favorite character, what am I to do?)

Summary:The Preventers HQ is attacked by Dementors! Through weird magic, the Gundam pilots bodies are transformed and they are forced to pair up in order to fit in. Their job is to target Hogwarts school and find the source of the attack, and protect Harry Potter

Mission 1: The Mission

The attack was abrupt and deadly on Preventer's Headquarters.

"What the hell's wrong with him? He's just standing there- what are those things?!"

Many men were rendered useless by the flying black ghosts swirling about the building. Their heads had disappeared inside the dark hoods for a few minutes before they stood, unfocused and unseeing, right where they were attacked.

"Supervisor said to just run! Didn't she tell us just to run, except those other guys?"

In all honesty, it wasn't any surprise that they had forgotten the Special Code to run if anything out of the norm bursted through the doors. Everything was in a state of pandemonium, paper sparked fire from sudden lightning; it was way too dark inside, for all the lights had gone out; and people still ran around like chicken with their heads cut off. Still, there was some order as some ran intelligently out the exits to their cars.

Seven members-those other guys- ran purposefully and with full calm to the meeting room in the back. They already figured guns and anything else of the sort were ineffective against the black ghosts. Avoiding the things at all costs, they ran to the Special Code room that Supervisor Lady Une had instructed them to go to. It was obvious that this chaos resulted from their recent missions.

These missions were, in all seriousness, had the mystery of a crime show. Disappearing agents and dead bodies identified to have nothing wrong with them. No clues, no leads, just dead people, officers and civilians alike. Then there was the Special Code out of the blue. These six members only hoped for an answer to these mysteries.

The last person didn't bother closing the door, knowing the black ghosts can go through walls.

"Supervisor!" Duo called, being the first one in and seeing the lady with a strange-looking hourglass in her hand. Everyone stopped to catch his breath, everyone being Duo and the other ex-Gundam pilots, Zechs Merquise, and vice-Supervisor Treize Kushrenada, the oldest of the bunch. He was the first one to see the flying ghosts and had promptly hurried to the nearest alarm, issuing the Special Code.

"Hello!" the lady answered cheerfully. "Isn't this a wonderful catastrophe?"

Treize then said, eyes narrowed, "You're not Une."

"You're right. I'm Lillian, her twin sister."

"Oh! I see now!" Quatre said next, as if discovering something important. "I must be dreaming. I never knew Supervisor Une had a sister." Here he began thinking that his shifts on his colony and on the Preventer teams was wearing him thin and oozing into his dreams.

"I see you don't believe me. Well, it doesn't matter." Lillian changed the subject excitedly. "Sister said I had to explain quickly and send you on your next mission." Distracted by her Time-Turner, she set the date quickly to a year ago and some months, to about a week before Hogwarts school started its first semester. Done with that, she again faced the unbelieving faces.

"You guys can just pinch yourselves now. I'm only going to explain once."

The boys glanced at each other, then at their superiors. Heero wouldn't put his eyes on Duo, Trowa and Quatre barely glanced at one another, Milliardo didn't look at Treize, and Wufei didn't really look at either of them- it was a group of awkward stares going askew at nothing in particular. Lillian watched this in awe. Her sister had been right about their relationships- despite that Treize guy had an eyepatch over his left eye and presumebly the rest of him was cybernetic prosthetics. But the aloof way they regarded each other was a bad sign. Whatever the circumstances though, Lillian herself had to follow through with her part of the mission.

Treize finally said, "I guess we have no choice. I assume you have some idea of what's going on."

"Oh, yes, I do!" Glad that they were on the same page, Lillian set the Time-Turner down and began her scripted explanation, "Those things out there are called Dementors; they're probably sucking the soul out of anyone who hasn't escaped-"

"What the hell?" Duo exclaimed. "You can't be serious."

"Very much so. Right now, you guys are going into the world they came from a year ago."

"What does that mean?" Heero grumbled, unsure of what she really said. This was beyond what he has encountered before, and he's been in a mobile suit that has crazy mind control hardware built inside it.

"That means you guys are going to bo back in time."

They looked around for something like a time control machine, some huge box-shaped objects studded with thousands of complicated buttons, but Lillian tapped the hourglass. They stared at it.

"That," Wufei said, "is going to take us back in time?"

Lillian nodded. "And that,"-she pointed to a boot in the corner-"is going to take us to London."

"Is this fucking magic?" Duo said after several long moments of silence. "I mean seriously, why are we going to London anyway? Why are we going back in time? How did you know this was going to happen?!"

"Easy! Easy!" Lillian held her hands out in front of her as if warding off and attack. "One question at a time and no interrupting!"

They nodded eagerly, beyond discombobulated.

"This is magic, yes. We are going to the world where witches- yes, witches- and wizards and all sorts of magical creatures that you Muggles- I mean, regular humans think are just in fairy tales. Une and I both knew this was going to happen but we didn't know when nor how. This is just as much as a surprise to you as it is to me and her. Now that we know when it happened, we can go back in time and prevent anything worse from here on out from happening. Because, despite our efforts, this is going to happen all over again."

She tapped her Time-Turner, thinking, then resumed talking, "We know it started from a witchcraft school; it has to. You guys are going to infiltrate the system and find out exactly who started it. After awhile, things will start to get hectic in the school because the Headmaster's going to go crazy, for some reason. Neither I nor Une know the details but that will lead to Part B and C of your mission. Based on where you're placed in the school, you're going to have to search for Harry Potter and protect, and Draco Malfoy and watch out for him, he's our number one suspect. And... No, I think that's it. Any questions."

"One!" Duo called. "WE can't do magic, so what are we going to do?"

Suddenly a Dementor whished into the room swooping down on the occupants. They ducked and followed Lillian's frantic waving towards the boots.

"Everyone hold hands! If you don't, you're getting left behind for dead! Ready? 1, 2, 3!" She touched the boot.

It was as if they were being sucked into a swirling vortex and let out to the other end of the earth, and they landed in the same position they did when Lillian first touched the Turnkey. All them had held hands on time.

Quatre looked around in surprise, then noticed his stone mansion. "This is my place," he announced. "Why are we here?"

"This is going to be your safehouse during the holidays. A secluded place outside wizard barriers to send reports from time to time and just to kick back!" Lillian smiled. "This place is also the safest and closest place to the train station. Now... Where is the Anti-Aging potion?" She rummaged through her pockets in her business suit before pulling out a vial full of greenish-brownish liquid.

"Milliardo and Treize, in order for you guys to fit in, you have to look a bit younger." She hand them each a small cup filled with the vial's contents.

"That stuff looks vile," muttered Duo, then changed the subject. "Hey, you still didn't answer my question. Since we can't do-"

"Sppisssth!" Treize spat out the potion; Milliardo beside him was gagging.

"Drink it all, please," ordered Lillian nicely. "I can't make it as tasty as the store-bought kind. Duo?"

"Uhm.. Oh, yea, if we can't do magic, how are we supposed to fit in in this world?"

"Good question, Duo. Good Question."

"You're not going to answer it?"

Everyone was watching her as she nervously tweedled her thumb, embarassed that this part of the mission had come so soon. She was hoping to be more prrepared, but she wasn't,; it was all a ruse as she motioned them to sit down, and she bought more time taking a small book from another pocket, a wand out from inside her jacket, and a black piece of chalk.

"Everyone hold out your hands to me," she instructed, and they followed her mysterious directions as her shaking fingers brought Quatre and Trowa's hands together, Heero and Duo's, and all three of the other's.

"This is getting mighty weird," Duo grumbled, not looking at Heero's glare. Lillian was saying strange things over their joined and marked hands. After she would speak in her strange language for a few minutes, her wand would tap their hands, a hit that would strike them to the core. It was like strings tied to their soul was tied to and pulled by something else.

"Keep your hands together! And now... whenever you're ready, which should be soon. Anytime... You can... Anytime-"

"What the hell are you trying to say, woman?!" Wufei said, quite bothered to be holding hands with two men who now couldn't fit their too-big clothes anymore and looking younger by the second.

"Youhavetokiss!"

"Didn't hear you." Duo heard her perfectly.

"Kiss," Lillian said plainly, smiling a large smile of nervousness. She met their even stares, knowing they would kiss not anytime soon.

"Why do we have to kiss?" Trowa asked plainly, the first thing he's said all evening. He was taking everything, except this last part, pretty well. Nothing ever prepared him for any of this, but he was especially unprepared to confront his feelings with Quatre, and he was sure that none of the others were ready either. It was a time long in coming for the sixteen-year-olds.

"Do you know why you're... grouped together like this?"

"Have an inkling," Duo said calmly.

"Oh, good. Une said you guys were on rocky ground still because of the war and not being used to stuff like love and affection- except maybe Quatre." The blonde blushed. "So um.. The reason why you're... going to have to kiss is because... Well, Muggles, or regular wizards, though outwardly plain and can display only a teeny, tiny bit of magic, can join with other Muggles and combine their magic. Then they share magic based on that bond. The stronge the bond, the stronger the magic."

"So... If we loved each other, our magic would be stronger, and we could assimilate more easily in this magic world?" Quatre summarized.

"People like to call it the Wizarding world, but, yes, that's the picture."

"When do we have to kiss again?" Duo asked nervously

"Do I have to kiss both of them?!" Wufei shouted suddenly. "What's wrong with you!?"

"It was Une's idea!" Lillian cried, unsure of what to do if the boys, now that they all were, didn't cooperate. "She said you guys had the strongest attraction to one another and the most talent. And, plus, you guys were some of the youngest- well, some of you, but now all of you."

"How long does the potion last?" Treize asked, doing anything to keep Lillian off subject.

"It's permanent."

"Excuse me?"

"It lasts forever?" Lillian voice was so small she actually seemed smaller than her twin sister. "I'm sorry. It's best to kiss now or else the spell will wear off and I have to do it all over again. You know, this is a part of your mission.

"Oh, look the sun's coming up! It would be a great time to kiss now."

Quatre suddenly crashed into Trowa- but everyone had alread predicted that they were the ones to go first. In the yellow sunlight rising over the hill, Trowa and Quatre pressed their small, inexperienced tongues together, getting more and more into the moment. Outwardly, they seemed only to be kissing, but raging inside was a tumultous amount of magic stirring in response to their physical love, ready to spring with the slightest upset of emotion between the both of them.

Heero then kissed Duo's turned cheek, which turned in surprise, and they were kissing as well. Duo, who had an entourage of girlfriends before, knew how well to move his mouth and tongue inside another person's mouth. Heero was happy beyond comparison to be kissing Duo, and the small bit of magic inside them burst.

Treize, Wufei, and Milliardo were slow at first, hating their awkward grouping, but Treize, knowing this was part of their mission and there was nothing else they could do, pulled Wufei, who reluctantly leaned forward with pursed lips, and they kissed. Milliardo then suddenly felt jealous, of Wufei more than Treize, still feeling put off since the war and a whole slew of other complex feelings, and he kissed Wufei next, then Treize albeit more hesitantly. Though the three enjoyed kissing, their magic was almost nil because of their stilted, angry, and dominance-hungry feelings crashing into one another. Treize enjoyed this the most though, and his magic was the strongest.

Somehow they could feel it, the way each other felt. They realized, though didn't say aloud, that they had a lot to work on before the three of them had anything to work with.

Then Milliardo caught something wiggling in the middle of Treize's forehead, his eyes were closed, and a red-colored eye poked its way from the middle of his eyebrows. Milliardo gasped in surprise, and Wufei stared with his mouth open. When Treize opened his two regular eyes, the one abnormal one closed.

Surprised, Lillian wailed, "Oh, goodness... You're not human!"