Not While I'm Around Revised
Summary: One of the G-boys finds out he has a brother and thinks everything is going to be great. Too bad no one told Harry that. He's pissed off, angry, moody, frustrated and sees this 'new' addition in his life as another means of controlling him. With Duo's over-the-top enthusiastic welcomes and bullying pranks (that Harry can clearly see hide the real Duo), Heero's constant 'hn's' and paranoia, Trowa's natural reticent, Quatre's too busy work schedule, and Wufei's complete black and white view of the world, they don't leave much for Harry's anger and teen moodiness. The safe house might not be as safe for everyone as Dumbledore fights to control Harry, and the g-boys fight to get to know their 'brother'; Voldemort to gain control Harry and Une to gain control of the g-boys but no one asked Harry what he wanted and he isn't willing to make anyone's job easier either.
Harry is the little brother of a gundam pilot and 15/16/17 years old-old enough to be fighting off dark wizards and not a little untrained kid. Except, wizards aren't in the databanks so aren't on the DNA register so neither of the two in question know they're related. Anyway, one day the Preventers (or a Pilot or two) have a run in with a group of wizards who are causing trouble (light vs. dark duel maybe?). The wizards escape, but not before leaving a blood sample behind which the preventers run through the database. New sample with a partial match to an existing one and a relationship is revealed. Then the pilots have to track down an oblivious-of-their-relationship Harry for whatever reasons while the wizards either have other problems and ignore them or try to find the Muggles so they can wipe their memories.
Disclaimer: Neither Gundam Wing nor Harry Potter belong to me, sadly.
AN: I know, long summary, but I decided to combine two of my fics that were going nowhere, so the summary is actually the two original plunnies I combined to make this new fic. Anyway, I hope this new one will go better than the other two did on their own.
Prologue: Letters and Revelations
July 3, A.C. 199
Dear Lord Voldemort,
I've had enough! I don't want to fight with you anymore. You took away my parents from me and as a result of said event made my life a living hell by forcing me to live with my damnable Muggle relatives. If that wasn't enough, since I began attending Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry four years ago, you have continued to plague my existence. Can't we just call it square? You're back in your own body and I'm more miserable than ever, considering you killed a good friend of mine right in front of me and no one wants to believe that you could possibly be back. So I'm petitioning you to leave me the fuck alone. My plans are to disappear from the Wizarding world and assimilate myself among the Muggles. I'd really appreciate it if I could do this without constantly looking over my shoulder for you or your Death Eaters.
Harry Potter
July 5, A.C. 199
My dear Harry Potter,
Now why would I do that? I have spent the past fifteen years trying to rid myself of you, why would I stop now? If you think that by hiding among the Muggles will save you from me, you are vastly mistaken, considering that world will finally be subjected to a superior class.
Lord Voldemort
July 7, A.C. 199
Voldemort,
Is that why you killed my parents? To get rid of me? Why would you want to kill me? I was just a baby.
As for the Muggles being inferior, I don't agree with that. The Muggles more than make up for having no magic. Look at their technology. They have found a way to support life in space. You were a bit distracted a few years ago so you probably aren't aware that the entire Muggle world is currently united in peace. If you try and cause trouble there, the entire world would be against you. There is no way for victory in that end. Many people, Muggle and wizard alike, have tried to do just that, when they weren't united, and all have failed. Now don't get me wrong, I'm not trying to tell you how to do your 'Dark Lord' thing, but I just thought I'd point out a possible flaw in your plan.
Harry Potter
July 9, A.C. 199
Potter,
You mean to tell me that Dumbledore didn't tell you? He didn't tell his little pawn why the greatest Dark Lord of all time came after him? Interesting.
Are you seriously telling me that the Muggles are truly united in a common cause? How did that happen? When did this happen?
Lord Voldemort
July 15, A.C. 199
Voldemort,
You know your name is too long, I'm gonna start calling you Voldy. Sorry for my delayed response, your last letter, coupled with the lack of substantial news from my so called friends, pissed me off. What the fuck hasn't Dumbledore told me?! He's obviously forcing Ron, Hermione, and Sirius from telling me shit!
Okay, I'm calm now, just had to throw something across the room, I think I scared my cousin when my shoe crashed into the wall, yay for me.
The Muggles united at the end of the Eve Wars, the final battle of which took place on Christmas Eve, A.C. 195. I don't know all the details cause I'd already started at Hogwarts at that time… Hermione would probably know, she's Muggleborn and knows about everything. The Muggles won't stand for someone trying to take over. Well, there's my history lesson for the day, probably as interesting as one from Binns.
Harry Potter
July 17, A.C. 199
Potter,
YOU WILL NOT CALL ME VOLDY! Besides, Dumbledore's name is longer than mine.
I still find it hard to believe he didn't tell you the prophecy. Then it must fall to me, some sixteen years ago, a batty witch was doing a job interview with the old coot and at the end made a true prophecy that one of my Death Eaters overheard. I'm not positive if I have the whole thing or not, so I am currently trying to retrieve it from the Ministry. However, the part I have is: The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches…. Born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies… and the Dark Lord will mark him as his equal, but he will have power the Dark Lord knows not… and either must die at the hand of the other for neither can live while the other survives.
I must admit that I misinterpreted the part about the marking as equal to mean that I would pick my opponent, but that scar on your forehead and the consequences of that Halloween night proved me wrong. Perhaps now you can understand why I went after you. Logically, it was sound to take out the only opposition as a mere infant, thus assuring my rise to power.
I feel the need to explain this to you. On the night I attacked, I figured I would have to kill your father, James Potter had always been a thorn in my side, but I offered your mother the chance to live and take care of your brother. I tried to reason with her, but in the end it was useless and I was forced to kill her too. You know the rest.
This is getting as long winded as Binns. But now you know the truth and Dumbledore can't keep you in the dark any longer.
Lord Voldemort
July 31, A.C. 199
Tom,
Happy Birthday to me! Since you didn't like my last name suggestion (my scar hurt for days from your little temper tantrum. I almost felt sorry for Wormtail, but couldn't quite muster it) I'm going with this one, easier to write. Once again I apologize for the delay, but you gave me a lot to think about, and I've been kinda busy with Muggle paperwork. After hours and hours of seemingly endless paperwork, I am now the proud owner of a passport and, thanks to a well placed owl to Gringotts, enough Muggle money to live comfortably wherever I see fit.
Now to address the news of your last letter. A prophecy? You wanted to kill me because of a prophecy?! Did you not take Divination in school? Now I don't know what the teacher was like over fifty years ago (damn, you're an old fuck) but the old bat who teaches now has only had a total of two real prophecies…. Dumbledore knows the other one she gave, he has to… what if that was the one? But why wouldn't he tell me about it? I told him her second one…
That's not the point, my point is he told me something when I told him the second one, he said: The consequences of our actions are always so complicated, so diverse, that predicting the future is a very difficult business. Because of that I have lost all faith in Divination and prophecies. So forgive me if I refuse to kill you. I'm gonna go live elsewhere, outside England, and you're gonna stay here, and we'll live our lives however we see fit, blissfully apart. Just don't do anything too stupid that would force me to come back here and kill you, and we'll be all good.
Harry
888
A phone rang in the office shared by four of the top Preventer agents. A braided figure, perched on the edge of the desk with the machine, looking over his partner's shoulder at the computer screen, picked up the receiver and placed it to his ear.
"Agent Shinigami speaking," he chirped methodically.
"The four of you are to come to my office, immediately," a hard female voice commanded firmly.
"Sure thing, Une baby," he replied, signaling for the other three to head out. "We're on our way."
A moment later, he returned the device to the cradle, jumped off the desk, and joined his comrades in the hallway. Together the four of them made their way, in tandem, down the hall to their superior's office, not sure why they'd all been summoned but their training during the war preventing them from asking. Other agents paused what they were doing to watch them, in awe at the sight of the four top agents striding purposefully down the hall, silently wondering what mission would require all of them.
When they finally reached the door at the end of the corridor, the tallest of them, with a fall of auburn hair obscuring half his face and one of his dark green eyes, reached out and rapped sharply on the metal portal. After a moment, the portal slid open and they disappeared inside the office of the Head of the Preventers. They took seats across the desk from a woman with long brown hair and brown eyes, partially obscured by her clear round spectacles. Another young man was sitting in the office as well, his short blond hair neat and his aquamarine eyes clear and sharp.
"Quatre!" the braided agent broke decorum and waved happily at the blond. "Long time no see."
"It has been awhile, Duo," a smile split Quatre's boyish face. "Heero, Trowa, Wufei," he nodded at the other three, who simply nodded back.
"Gentlemen," the woman behind the desk cleared her throat pointedly. "You'll have time for pleasantries later, right now, I have something important to discuss with all of you."
"What would that be, Lady Une?" Wufei, a black haired Asian teen, asked curiously.
"As you are all aware," Une shook her head slightly, her eyes darting between each face, "there was a database set up after the Mariemaya Uprising to help find the families of the war orphans."
"Yeah, yeah," Duo waved his hand impatiently. "We all know about the F.R.A."
"I believe I just said that," she frowned at the braided teen. "However, I know that you are all unaware that I inputted you lot into the database," here she smirked at the outraged incredulity crossing each face. "Before you ask, I sealed it against anyone but myself. You may recall my asking you to build me a security system, Agent Apollo?"
"Hai," the stoic brunet nodded, his Prussian blue eyes narrowing slightly.
"Now," Une continued, choosing to ignore her top agent's scowl, "I have had a couple hits on these files in the past year or so, since the database has been set up. I was just going to ignore them, as all of you are legally of age, however, I feel the need to inform you of this, as it now pertains to the mission I will be sending you five on."
"So, who's got family?" amethyst eyes blinked in amazement.
"To answer your question, Agent Shinigami," she gave Duo a half-hearted glare for interrupting, "you. And Agent Apollo. I was hesitant to reveal any of these relations before now, as Agent Apollo's wasn't a direct relative, and the other is the subject of an interplanetary man-hunt. I felt the latter would cloud the objective for you to know of this particular individual."
"Lady Une," the unibanged teen shook his head slightly. "You do us a great disservice by withholding this information from us, and in thinking that it would cloud our objectives. We know how to do our job."
"I have come to realize this, Agent Horus," Une conceded before turning her attention back to the two in question. "Heero, shortly after the database was set up, we discovered you have a living aunt, who lives in Surrey, England with her husband and son. You are free to visit with them and get to know at your leisure, though as I said, they aren't that close of relatives and they have never asked about a nephew. Now, Duo, two years ago, it was discovered that your father is still alive, however, as I said, he is an escaped convict and the subject of an extensive man-hunt. And that brings me to your current mission. I am sending the five of you to England, to search for the escaped convict, Sirius Black. The local authorities have had no success in finding him, so I'm sending in the best to handle this situation. I expect it wrapped up in a timely fashion."
"Mission accepted," Heero answered in a monotone before pushing to his feet and leaving the office, the others hot on his heels.
Ammie: Okay, now I know that there are fans out there of both fics included in this revise, so just to let them know, I have already removed I Hate Everything from fanfiction and Not While I'm Around will be taken down as soon as I catch up with the current storyline. Also, to address a question that was brought up in reviews for I Hate Everthing regarding this chapter, in Voldy's last letter he mentioned Harry's brother, but the way I see it, Harry stopped reading when Voldy started to recap what happened the night his parents were killed, as he relives that event everytime a dementor is near him. Also, I currently have 3 chapters written for this fic, they will be posted as soon as I get them edited, and from there I can't promise regular updates, but I am trying to overcome a bout of writer's block that has lasted over 2 years and hopefully this fic helps. Anyway, please let me know what you think.