*I do not own Gundam Wing or Harry Potter.
Finding Family
Chapter 1: Chibified
The five ex-gundams were all top agents for the Preventors, the best of the best. Which is why all five were called in by Lady Une and given the assignment to do a raid of a warehouse. Normally it would be regulated to one of the other Preventors, as the five were usually given cold cases to work on simply because they always got results, however Lady Une had tried having an agent go in undercover, but the agent she assigned always returned having forgotten about the case, and having to go to the hospital; hence the raid.
Now if only it had been that simple. 01 had been the first to be knocked out. 05, 04, and 03 quickly followed. Now they might have been okay, except for 02. The others had been dragged to the center of the warehouse and placed near a crate. A man wearing a robe with a hood and a white mask raised a stick and started to point it at the four knocked out pilots. And Duo who had been following from the rafts shot. The man deflected the bullet and it struck the crate. A white mist started to leak out and the masked man let out a curse and vanished with a crack. 02 hurried to his fellow pilots and began dragging them away from the crate inhaling the gas as he did so. As he started to feel dizzy he dialed Lady Une on his phone.
"Yes?" she answered.
"Mission failed. Medical assistance and pick up needed. Gas..." and Duo passed out.
Lady Une smiled softly as she took in the sight of the five boys sleeping in the five beds in the Preventor medic ward. They looked sooo cute! She grinned a bit knowing the boys would have been up in arms had they known what she just thought. Who would have guessed her pilots were such adorable children? That thought made her smile dim. Children. Her top agents were children, and that pissed her off. They were her best, but in their current form they couldn't take missions; it wasn't safe. And now she had limited options. She was having Dr. Sally Po run their blood through the FRA database to see if their was a match. Hopefully they could find relatives for them. Yes Quatre had a lot of sisters, but if word got out on the pilots current condition. Quatre's sisters would be the first place they looked. No it wasn't safe and she needed options. Options that hopefully wouldn't include an orphanage or separating the five of them. Lady Une knew that last part was a little unrealistic after all; who would willingly take in five ten year olds?
Harry Potter, the Boy-who-lived, the Savior-of-the-wizarding-world, Gryffindor's Golden Boy, the Chosen one, and quite frankly too many nicknames and titles; woke to an usual sound in number 12 Grimmauld place. The phone was ringing.
His godfather's house was Harry's safe haven from the wizarding world. Ironic considering it was a wizarding house. After Harry's defeat of Voldemort and subsequently the same day he had reached his majority, his friends had shown their true colors. Ginny only wanted to marry him, because of his fame and the fact he was a Lord. Ron had wanted his money and fame. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley had in fact been paid by Dumbledore to take in and care for the little orphan boy. Hermione herself had been a real blow to Harry's confidence in choosing friends. She hadn't started out reporting to Dumbledore about what he was up to. But when old Dumbles had offered her some rare books, a little money, and a way to get whatever job in whatever field of magic she wanted, she had folded faster then a house of cards in a gale of wind. Yes that was what hurt the most. He could thankfully say that his trust in the Weasley Twins was not misplaced. Their older brothers Charlie and Bill were with him completely to. They had even gone as far as disowning their family publicly in the Daily Prophet and had asked that Harry, as was his right as Lord Potter/Black, to adopt them into his family so they no longer had the Weasley name. That to was in the same addition of the Daily Profit. And the Twins changed their store name to Potter Black's House of Magic Pranks and Delights. Molly had been furious and had sent several howlers none of which were heard as they all had been inside the newly done wards of number 12 Grimmauld place, cutting the section of wall Mrs. Black was attached to, and filling it in with dry wall and plaster. Harry knew Sirius would have been over the moon with joy at getting rid of his mother. After bringing the place up to modern muggle living standers, Harry had the goblins craft the wards around the place to appear to only muggles. Wizards and Witches would only be able to find if Harry told them where it was.
And that brought Harry back to the ringing of the phone. Sitting up he picked up the phone, hoping like hell Mrs. Weasley had not figured out she could still reach him by phone.
"Hello?"
"Mr. Potter? This is Dr. Sally Po. I'm with the Preventors Agency and well we found you have two little brothers."
"Brothers?" Little? He questioned faintly.
"Ah, yes. Here let me patch you through to Lady Une." was the reply.
There was a moment of silence then, "Lady Une speaking. Mr. Potter, like Dr. Po stated you have two younger brothers. They were found running around on L2 with three other orphans. And they are all very close. I would like you to come in and meet them at 3:00pm. Any Questions?"
"Yes, I do. You said I have younger brothers. How sure of this are you?"
"Very, we ran the DNA tests three separate times just to make certain."
Harry shifted, no one had really said the they had found James and Lily Potter's body that night. He had been told they were killed, but could they have been obilivated? He wouldn't put it past Dumbledore to do that. So that meant he might really have brothers. Okay not might, he did. Muggle science was a lot more exacting when it came to finding DNA matches and such.
"Okay. I know you mentioned they are close to three other orphans. Did they find matches in the FRA system too?"
"No, I'm afraid not Mr. Potter."
"Oh. What will happen to them?"
"Most likely they will be sent to orphanages and separate ones at that. There isn't room for all three at the same orphanage."
Harry paused, well she had said his brothers were close to the other three, and he did have a big house. And he knew how hard it was to make friends.
"Could I become their guardian too?" he asked.
On the other side of the line Une smiled, found them.
"Oh! Of course that would be no problem. See you at 3:00pm then?"
"Yes."
And they then hung up.
When the pilots first woke up to find they were ten years old, well a lot of words ten year olds shouldn't know were said...in several different languages to get the point across. Then when they found out their blood had been put into the FRA system, they were shocked. And when Lady Une had explained that because they were now ten, they had to have a guardian or be placed in an orphanage, they felt a bit uneasy with the possibility of being separated. Now here they were in the office bracing for more bad news. Trowa was standing with his arm and shoulder slightly behind Quatre's back, Duo was hovering nervously by Heero and Wufei was calmly watching.
Lady Une took a deep breath and spoke low and evenly, "Well aside from Quatre's sisters two of you found a match in the system. Duo, Trowa. I am pleased to tell you, you are brothers." she paused to watch their reactions.
Trowa's eye went wide as he turned towards Duo. And Duo's braid smacked into his face as he quickly whipped around to look at Trowa. Then a big grin split Duo's face and he bounced over to hug Trowa. Trowa squeezed tight and then released him giving a soft smile.
"There is more." Lady Une continued, "You two also have an Aunt and Uncle and Cousin in Surrey whose names are as follows: Petunia, Vernon and Dudley Dursley. You also have a younger brother living in London. His name is Harry Potter. And he has agreed to become guardians for all five of you."
"Why would he do that?" asked Wufei.
"Well I mentioned that he had two brothers who had been found wandering around with three others. And he wanted to know if the others had found matches in the FRA system. I said no, then he inquired as to what would happen to the three, I mentioned being split up and placed in orphanages and there was silence for a few minutes. Then he wanted to know if he could be named a guardian for those three as well." Lady Une paused, "I am not entirely sure what to make of it, but there you go."
Quatre nodded thoughtfully, "He seems to be okay. What else do you know about him?"
"To be honest, not a lot. He shows up at your Aunt's house one day, and we have records all through out his schooling up until he's 11. Then he only shows up every summer. We talked to the Uncle, and he portrayed Mr. Potter as a lazy layabout. They sent him to St. Brutus's Academy for Criminal Boys. Which makes sense given his school record. The teachers reported him as a loner with bad grades. In fact his was the lowest in class always. He rarely turned in homework completely done, and was once found on the school roof. He also wore baggy clothing and never combed his hair. But the thing is, he is not on St. Brutus's lists. They have no record of him ever attending. Which leads me to believe the Uncle lied. I just don't know why." Lady Une rubbed at her eyes and continued, "The young man I spoke with on the phone seemed soft spoken and well mannered. Everything seems so contradicting, but he is our best option. That said be careful, and stay in touch."
Trowa and Duo looked at each other and nodded they would find out more about this new found brother. And looking at the others it seemed they would have help.
Harry slowly made his way into the Preventors HQ. He had taken a rather bad fall down the stairs at Grimmauld place earlier. He had a feeling he might have fractured a bone or two, but until the twins were off work there wasn't too much he could do. Harry had sent messages informing his four new brothers about the five kids he had decided to be guardians to. They had expressed their concern about Harry having brothers, especially younger ones. But when they had been presented with Harry's theory of Dumbledore obilivating his parents to have more control over Harry for the 'Greater Good' they had to admit it was possible. Still they would keep a close watch on them just in case. After asking the secretary for directions, Harry found the correct door and knocked.
"Come in." Taking a deep breath Harry entered the room. His eyes swept over the room taking in each of the five and settling on the Woman behind the desk.
"Lady Une." he stated in a cool voice, that didn't reflect the nerves playing havoc in his stomach.
"Mr. Potter." she inclined her head towards then made a small motion with her hands, and two of the boys drifted over. "This is Trowa (she pointed towards the uni-band teen), and Duo (this time she pointed towards the boy with the braid) your brothers. Boys this is Harry Potter."
Harry suddenly found himself unsure as to how to greet them. Duo however had no such problems and latched onto Harry in a hug. Which caused the boy to stiffen, as he was unused to the contact, but before Duo could shy away thinking his hug unwanted, Harry awkwardly returned the hug and pulled Trowa in for one to.
"Nice to meet you both." came Harry's soft answer. Not really wanting to, Harry let go, but he made sure to keep an eye on them, afraid that they would disappear.
"Now Mr. Potter these are the other three boys you agreed to take in from left to right. Quatre, Wufei, and Heero. Now these boys are very special to us here at the preventors so we'll be checking in to make sure they are doing okay." And with that Harry found himself signing a piece of paper and outside the building with five ten year olds.
"Right. Um you guys please stick close to me please. We will have to take the train, as I don't have a car yet. Um we can talk some more when we get there. Okay?"
They nodded and Harry felt uneasy with the perfect unity in which they gave their answer. But shoved the feeling away to deal with later. Harry was glad he had played the Griffendor Golden Boy so much, he bottled all other emotions that were counterproductive to his need, smiled a bit, and turned his bright green eyes towards the sign, not paying any attention it seemed to his surroundings. He remained like that until they had one stop to go.
"Next stop is where we get off, okay?"
"Kay!" Duo chirruped. Harry hid a broader smile that threatened to break out. 'So my little brother Duo might be an active prankster. Interesting.' The mini Harry in his mind started rubbing his hands together and cackling in glee.
Quatre shot a glance at Harry when he felt the excitement and glee coming from Harry directly after Duo's response. He wasn't sure what to think about Duo's and Trowa's younger brother. When Harry had first stepped into the room, he had been uneasy, suspicious, and nervous. The anxious feeling had increased when he greeted Lady Une was introduced to Duo and Trowa, and then Harry had felt uncertain. When Duo had hugged him Quatre had felt a blinding flash of surprise and a desperate need to hug back, and when Harry had pulled Trowa into the hug as well, there had been such a feeling of contentment and peace. Like Harry had just relaxed and let down his guard for the first time in years. Quatre could feel how hard it had been for Harry to have let go of his brothers. And even then Quatre had noted how Harry seemed to keep one eye on them at all times, even while signing paperwork for Lady Une. It seemed to Quatre that Harry wore his emotions o his sleeve, but then how did he explain what happened when they had boarded the train? Harry's emotions had cut off, to return but with a more easy and laid back with out a care approach. All traces of unease he had been feeling prior were gone, not even an echo remained. Quatre would leave it for now, since all Harry's feelings to his brothers and them were caring and honest in feeling.
When they departed from the Train, Harry led them two blocks to number 12 Grimmauld place. The boys were stunned. It was the largest house on the street. Three stories tall, black iron fence surrounding it, and appearing old and worn in appearance. Harry just strode towards the door, that had an intricate snake door knocker, pulled a brass key from his pocket and unlocked the door, before he stepped inside and motioned the boys to enter.
"Welcome to Number 12 Grimmauld place. Also known as the House of Black." Harry grinned at the name, remembering Sirius. "Well in any case I'm sure you have questions. So we'll head into the kitchen and I'll start cooking while you ask questions, and I will warn you ahead of time; feel free to ask anything, and if I can, I will answer, but if there is a question I feel uncomfortable answering I will say so and you can ask it later. I won't lie." Harry had said all this in a single breath feeling nervous, but determined to try to be the kind of adult that he wished he could have known while he was growing up. Things would have been easier in the Dursley household if Harry had been allowed to ask questions. Like where was pink china to go? Or how do you do laundry or poach an egg. He didn't expect these kids to do laundry or cook, but questions now could prevent headaches later. Harry was also pulling out pots and pans and groceries to start cooking.
"Okay, you guys can start." He prompted as he measured out flour into a bowl.
Duo decided to go first, "Why is the house called the House of Black?"
"Well, it belonged to the Family Black. They were Lords of England. Plus my Godfather was a Black and grew up here. Before he died, I would spend half of my summers here, and some Holidays here as well. He made me his sole heir, so when he died I got Grimmauld place and called it the House of Black to remind me of him."
"What was your Godfather's name?" asked Quatre.
"Sirius Black."
"The Mass Murder?" exclaimed Duo his eyes wide.
"He was innocent. I saw the man he supposedly killed, alive and kicking, as it were. Plus he was never arrested, read his rights, had a trail, or even convicted. They just chucked him in jail. And when he managed to leave, they had the nerve to order him to be killed on sight." Harry paused for breath then continued, "So I am not guilty of hiding a convicted murder."
"Well can't really argue with that. So do we have anymore relatives?" asked Duo.
"Yes. On our mother's side actually. She had a sister named Petunia, who married a Vernon Dursley, and they had a son named Duddley."
"What were our parents names?" asked Trowa softly. This brought Harry up short, and he turned towards the kids.
"Their names were James and Lily. Lily's maiden name was Evans. How...Why do you not know their names? I...I thought Lady Une said you were recent orphans." Harry didn't know how to feel about this. He had thought James and Lily had raised Duo and Trowa. That they either hadn't wanted him, because it was his fault a madman had tried to kill them, or that maybe they were obilivated.
"Trowa and I didn't know our parents. We didn't even know we were related to each other even." Duo said quietly.
"Oh. I'm sorry. I was hoping that you two at least had the chance to know mum and dad." Harry whispered looking down, upset that he had inadvertently hurt Duo and Trowa by what he had said. A hand reached out and patted Harry's arm, and he looked up to see Trowa giving him a small smile. Harry smiled back, before returning to cooking.
"Did you know a lot about mom and dad?" asked Trowa.
"No. I thought they had died. I only know what other people have told me. I look like my dad, but I have my mother's eyes. Dad was a prankster in school, and mom was a straight A student, who read dad the riot act all the time. And it took James seven years to get Lily to even agree to go on a date with him, let alone go out with him. They met at school at age 11, and he fell in love with her. However she hung out with another guy in a rival house, so his solution to get her attention was to prank the poor guy. It didn't work because a) Lily and him grew up together, so they were like family, b) the pranks were humiliating, and d) she didn't want to date a bully."
"It took seven years for our mom and dad to get together?" exclaimed Duo. Harry just nodded as he slide the casserole dish into the oven. He then paused to debate on what to make for dessert, before deciding on something chocolate. Hmm a triple layer cake with a sweet caramel filling in between the layers. The bottom layer would be fudge, with the next a brownie layer, and the top would be a regular chocolate cake. A raspberry flavored meringue would be spread over the whole thing, and whoa la a sugar high chocolate confection come true.
"What was the name of the school you went to?" asked Wufei, he was after all the scholar of the group.
"Hogwarts. Weird name I know, but it was started back in the medieval time period. It is something like a prep school. It is a boarding school, so while students do have the option of returning home for the holidays, everyone really only goes home during the summer months."
"What kind of classes did you have?" Wufei prompted.
"Oh, there was History, Astrology, an animal care class, a chemistry class, a few language classes. Well you guys will soon be turning eleven, so if you guys get an acceptance letter you'll find out more."
"Why only if we get an acceptance letter?" asked Heero.
"I'm sorry but I can't really say more then what I already did. Although if only one of gets a letter, I will be able to explain more. If none of you do, then I'll have a lot of paperwork to fill out, and maybe some fines to pay as well. That is because Hogwarts has a lot of high profile students, like lords, who attend. So too help insure a hostage situation does not occur, not a lot of info is given out."
"How were you told our parents died?" asked Trowa softly.
"Well our aunt told me in a car crash, drunk. When the school sent someone to give me my letter, cause I hadn't replied to the previous ones, I was told a murdering sociopath came after my family on Halloween, and killed my parents, and left me with this scar shaped like a lighting bolt on my head. Before he disappeared." Harry took a deep breath, as he finished the fudge layer and put it in the freezer before putting the brownie and the cake layer in the oven to bake, before continuing, "But since they obviously had you two, I think maybe he didn't kill them. But most likely caused them sever head trauma, that made them forget about me and well everything."
The pilots glanced at each other, Harry had come with a logical explanation, that basically guaranteed that if they never got back to their rightful ages, their cover wouldn't be blown. They were quite sad hearing about James and Lily's death though.
"Do you know who the sociopath is?" asked Heero, taking charge since Duo and Trowa were too upset that someone had tried to kill their younger brother.
"Ah. Well his name was Tom Riddle. He...ah tried every year except my third year of attending Hogwarts to kill me. No worries, he is well and truly dead this time. I say this time, because some people didn't believe he was still alive. He did after all vanish for almost eleven years."
"How did he try to kill you?" Heero questioned.
"I don't want to answer that right now, Heero. Ask me sometime next week."
Just then the door to the kitchen/dinning area opened, and Harry whirled round throwing the knife in his hand, his other already grasping another ready to throw. The knife thunked into the door in between to redheaded twins.
"Harry! Mate..."
"Its us. Surely you,"
"Don't want to,"
"Skewer your two,"
"Handsome,"
"Thoughtful,"
"and caring brothers, now would you?" they finished together.
"Sorry, guys. You just weren't supposed to be home yet, and well..." Harry trailed off blushing.
"We wanted to"
"meet your younger"
"brothers. Plus"
"Molly came by"
"the shop to"
"try get us"
"back. So we"
"kicked her out. And"
"closed up shop." Fred finished.
Harry nodded before stating, "Boys, these are Fred and George Potter. I adopted them into my family after they disowned their family. You'll have to ask them later why though. Fred, George these are Heero, Wufei, Quatre, Trowa, and Duo. Trowa and Duo are actually related to me threw blood. Now why don't you show them their room or rooms? I made up a large room all five of you can share or you can all have your own, or you can double up. Dinner will be ready in an hour."
The five pilots followed the two red headed twins, their minds buzzing with the info Harry had told them, and what he had not told them. Plus they still had information they needed to know.
"So what kind"
"of room arrangement"
"do you want?"
We will double up with Wufei getting a single." Quatre spoke up.
"Okay then"
"These three rooms along this wall will work."
"Now then"
"everyone inside"
"this one"
"we need to talk." The twins finished together seriously.
The pilots filed in, a little bit on edge, not that they would show it. They also spread out, so in case the twins knew who they really were or tried to harm them, they might stand a chance.
"Okay listen up shorties. Harry is our friend, and he is way to caring. He also plays things down. He won't lie to ya but he won't give up everything either. So that's why we'll tell the important stuff." The twin on the right told them.
"Never ask Harry about his aunt and uncle and cousin. All you'll get is Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia were strict, and Dudley was spoiled. Don't even believe it for a second."
"So what were they?" asked Duo.
"Abusive and Neglectful."
"He lived"
"In a CUPBOARD"
"for TEN years"
"and then he was"
"Moved into his"
"Cousin's SECOND bedroom"
"and there were FOUR"
"in the house!"
"Plus they made him do chores all the time in all weather, and if he didn't get it done, he didn't get to eat. And if he did them wrong, he didn't get to eat. And he cooked all the food. And if it wasn't done right, he didn't eat. Plus they encouraged Dudley and his friends to beat Harry up all the time."
"How do you know this? It doesn't seem like he would tell you." asked Duo fuming.
"We rescued him second year. He hadn't been answering our letters, so we high jacked dad's car. When we got their, we climbed up a tree to his window. There were bars on it."
"There was also a cat flap in the door, His owl had been padlocked in its cage, and there were six locks on the door,"
"Not to mention the lock on his cupboard were all his school stuff was."
"He couldn't even do his summer home work!"
The boys were horrified. "But why didn't anyone report them?" asked Wufei.
"The Dursleys had everyone believing Harry was a delinquent. And anyone who did, forgot and moved away the next day." the left twin answered.
"So if you have any questions, that he hedges on. Ask us." they chorused before leaving.
The pilots looked at each other communicating silently, and they all agreed. They would have to look after Harry, and report their findings to Lady Une.
Well that is it for this chapter. I have to admit there is a similar story, but I'm hoping mine will be very different then the other. I'll be starting a poll on my homepage, to see if the guys should get letters, or not. So please vote. This will be the only chapter posted for a while, cause my internet access is being suspended until further notice.
Ja ne!