Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing or Harry Potter, I just playing with them from time to time.

Pairings: 1&2 3&4 5& Harry Draco and??
Summary: Times have changed, a war has ended and two wizards are left with no one to need them. Seven Pilots trying to keep peace are fighting a losing battle after friends are taken Une must call for aide. Warning Slashy contents!

Chapter One: As the Story Goes

Short pale blonde hair made darker by the rain pouring outside hung limply into soft blue eyes as the owner of said eyes pushed open the heavy reinforced front door of the current safe he and his fellow pilots resided in. Just as he threw the top lock a beeping sounded throughout the quiet room. With a sigh the small blonde dropped the damp duffle bag he was carrying and headed for the laptop sitting in the corner. Pressing the small green button on the side, he let the call come through. The face of his boss filled the screen. Blinking slightly in shock, the young pilot quickly turned up the volume as he started.

"Good day, Commander Une, to what do I owe this call?"

A soft smile spread across lightly painted lips as she took in his very soggy look.

"Good day, Quatre, did you forget your umbrella or are you going for a new look?"

The normally serious woman asked as she took in the appearance of one of her favorite Preventors. The sweet male grinned at himself as he replied.

"I thought there was one in my side pouch on my bike, but I had taken it out for Duo to use a few weeks ago and forgot about it. Now as much as I enjoy speaking with you, Commander, I am aware you didn't call to discuss the weather or my lack of rain protection."

The brown haired woman gave a small laugh as she said.

"You are correct, Quatre, I had called to inform you that you had a mission with Heero, I would like for you to come get the folder and go over the information with Heero and return in a day's time for a briefing." The blonde stopped her there.

"Heero is currently on a mission with Zechs and normally we have more time between them; are you certain he has to go?"

Une nodded in the screen as she informed him.

"Normally I make sure you have more than a few hours between missions, but this is a very high profile mission. Besides, Heero should be returning from his current mission sometime today. Now, I need to get to some paperwork that came out of nowhere. Your folder will be in your box when you get here. Good day, Quatre."

Before the Arabian male could respond the screen went blank. Standing up straight from his crouched position and made his way to the back of the house where the bedrooms were housed including the one he shared with his boyfriend Trowa to change out of his wet clothes before heading back out to get the folder of his next mission.

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Emerald green eyes stared out at the endless dark forest bordering the one place he had always thought of as home. Hearing a slight russle of clothing, the tired teen turned to see his closest friends behind him. Platinum blonde hair fell freely around a pale chiseled face from where it escaped the bounds holding it back. Next to him stood a short girl of just over five in a half feet, with dark curly brown hair, no longer a bushy nightmare, cascading down her back, and her husband of six months stood behind her with a small grin on his richly tanned face. He was the first to break the ice.

"Hey, mate; staring off in to space again, we've been trying to get your attention for the last ten minu….ow!"

The now in pain male stared down at his wife in disbelief as she removed her heel from his foot. Sniffing slightly she merely shrugged off the look and played innocent.

"Bloody Hell, Hermione, what was that for?"

The blonde male spoke up before the only female of their little group could go into a rant about her husband's dense head. Everyone knows that ever since Harry had defeated Voldemort he had moments where he would stare off into nothing deep in thought. Draco was known to do so as well. Both Males had been trained to be fighters, warriors, soldiers and now that the war was over they weren't needed anymore, there wasn't a place in the Magical world for former fighters. No one put Weapon of Destruction for former job or protector of the peace as preferred position.

Shaking himself from the depressing thoughts the tall blonde said.

"We are here to take our best friend out for his eighteenth birthday; first up shopping!"

Emerald eyes turned nervous as a crazed gleam entered the eyes of the Malfoy heir and Resident braniac. Looking up at his taller Italian friend headed friend he dramatically whispered.

"Will this hurt? Should I leave a will?"

This called for the other snicker as he more than willingly grabbed an arm, while Draco caught the other and pulled to boy-who-lived or rather the man-that-beat-old-moldy-guacumole-into-the-ground-with-a-hell-of-a-lot-of-hyphens-in-his-name out of the room, ignoring his cry of surprise and taking advantage of the shock he was in made it all of the way to the Entrance Hall before he came out of it.

"Guys, I don't need to shop, I have more than eno…"

"If you are going to try to convince me that mismatched, rag filled closest is good enough for my friend then you had best put a galleon in it and suck it up. When we get back tonight we are so burning that pile of rags."

Hermione smiled back at her best friend of eight years and said.

"Don't worry, Harry, we will also be getting a good bit of muggle clothes as well as wizarding robes. Now stop complaining and come on!"

Harry sighed and smiled allowing them to pull him past a smiling Severus and Remus. They had just made it to the barrier in Hogsmeade when Sirius walked up with Lucius.

"Hey guys, are you off for some birthday shopping?"

The group nodded causing the two men to smile. Sirius waved them off and said.

"Have fun, be back by eight. We have plans. Mwahahahahahahahaha!"

Lucius placed a restraining hand on the scary animagus.

"Come, now Sirius, no fair scaring the children. We have plans to do and people to torture."

The two men disappeared up the hill to the school as the four teenagers appearated their way to Diagon alley.