I've decided on two different P.O.V's for this story Trowa's and Harry's maybe Duo's every now and then so maybe this won't jump so much as the last chapter. This chapter was betaed by Seithr-Kairy
Trowa wasn't sure whether or not Duo was offended. The braided teen looked amused that the other green eyed person was threatening him and in such way as well. Trowa himself was slightly impressed with the originality of the threat. He was sure Duo had never heard it before. The boy who had almost died glared at the pilots. Trowa noticed he seemed almost bored, now that the little elf-thing was there.
"Dobby, I need you to go tell the Headmaster we have guests." The stranger told the elf-thing. The elf-thing nodded causing its big ears to flop wildly while its eyes bulged. Duo had obviously frightened it. The teen smiled at the Dobby kindly, "I'll be alright with them," He promised. "You just go get the Headmaster, alright?" The thing then agreed in a high shrill voice that caused everyone present to wince at the noise.
The stranger then smirked slightly, "I think you frightened him." He stated while looking at Duo almost amused. The messy haired brunette, not Heero, twirled the knife he had caught carefully. It looked like a habit that had been broken before, and was getting reacquainted with.
Duo smirked back, "My knife?" He asked carefully. Trowa could tell he wasn't sure how the other teen would take the question. It could be perceived as a threat, an order or just as a question. The possibilities were endless. The teen seemed content to continue to twirl the knife around and ignore Duo's question, until Wufei shifted.
"You'll being wanting this back, huh?" The stranger said almost sadly, "They don't let me be around knives much, here.." he told them sorrowfully. "Too bad." A quick jerk of his wrist later he was holding the knife by the blade and had extended the handle to the braided teen. "Here you go."
Duo quickly took the handle and shot the stranger a grin, Trowa wasn't sure why Duo was happy or why the stranger wasn't as tense as he was before. The part time clown was also unsure who the 'Headmaster' was. It sounded somewhat like the doctors and that did not bode well for anyone. Taking a chance with out consulting Heero or Wufei Trowa stepped forward. "Who is the headmaster?" Trowa distantly noticed Heero's glare switch from the stranger to himself. But he steadily ignored it.
Harry enjoyed the quick game with the long haired one he had threatened to strangle. Harry was baffled at how well he took the threat, almost like he enjoyed being threatened. Of course Harry's threatening ability was somewhat less effective because he almost fell off the tower. But still, Harry knew he could be frightening. He was a very scary person when he wanted to be. The question that the tallest of the four had asked almost surprised him. Indeed, he knew they where going to ask, but there's a difference between knowing a question coming and to actually hearing it.
He wasn't sure if he should answer or not. But then he decided not to say anything that this was a school, and it had children in it. Harry wouldn't risk them for anything, ever. Just as he opened his mouth to say classified, the form of Headmaster Dumbledore came into view. Harry jumped to attention while being prepared to defend the elderly man if necessary, before focused on the man. "Headmaster." Harry greeted softly. But it was enough to get the others attentions.
They all turned quickly and Harry was happy to see surprise written on their faces. The old man smiled genially at the five. "Hello, my dear boy. It seems you made some new friends." Harry saw the two Asian teens twitch at the Headmaster's happiness. "I think we should speak in my office, don't you?" The blue eyed man asked, his eyes twinkling happily.
"Headmaster, is it wise to let them walk through the halls?" Harry asked carefully. He didn't want to bring up the fact that this was a school, with helpless children in it. The elderly man just looked over the rim of his glasses at the teen in a bemused manner. Harry flushed slightly at the slight to his mentor's intelligence. "Headmaster, I didn't..." Dumbledore smiled gently at the flustered teen.
"It's alright my dear boy," Dumbledore soothed, "I know you mean , will you follow me? I think we all have questions that we would like to be answered, yes?" Harry refused to meet the eyes of anyone present. Odd feeling or not, he would not allow them to hurt the children. Harry stuffed his hands in his pockets and gripped the magical stick of holly would not fail again.
Trowa looked around the office in very well hidden shock, it was nothing like he was expecting, of course with the way the old man dressed it shouldn't be a surprise. A quick look to his left showed Duo seemed delighted at all the shiny trinkets and the general mood of the office. It was very laid back, happy. Wufei looked disgusted until he saw the books that lined the walls, and then Trowa could only see anger and mild curiosity. Poor Heero looked very out of sorts, because he hadn't got to shoot anything or threaten anyone. He cared for nothing but getting answers, now.
It took little effort to convince them that the best way to get answers was to follow the crazy old man, because Heero was in the mood for answers to why they where here. He marched after the elderly man while Duo following after 01, his braid swinging almost mockingly at the teen who threatened to strangle him with it. Wufei walked with Trowa, both just ahead of the short green eyed teen. Both of them had almost wishing for the peace-keeping blonde, because they knew Duo wasn't much of a negotiator.
"Now.." the old man began as he sat down at his desk. At the sound of the man's voice, Trowa focused his attention on the man. "I am sure everyone present is very eager to learn just what is going on, I presume." From his right, Trowa could hear Duo mutter a well duh under his breath.
"First, let's exchange names, shall we?" The headmaster said cheerfully popping a yellow candy into his mouth. "I am Headmaster Albus Dumbledore," Trowa could have sworn the man's eyes twinkled as he asked the next question. "Would anyone care for a lemon drop?"
Wufei made a disgusted noise and Trowa saw the shorter green eyed teen give the older man an exasperated look. "My name is Harry Potter." The teen who Trowa had caught introduced him self with a polite smile. Trowa was reminded much of his Quatre's manners in that moment.
The pilots shared a look and began their side of the introductions. Wufei started as he stood gracefully, "I am Chang Wufei." He gave a polite half bow.
The pause between 05 and where 04 should have been was defining to the pilots, but Trowa forged on. "Trowa Barton," He stated simply. What he didn't notice was the slight widening of Harry's eyes.
Duo gave a slightly strained grin but bounced in his seat, making his braided hair sways almost like a tail. "Duo Maxwell, I may run and hide but I'd never tell a lie." His smile became more genuine at the end of his sentence. "That's me in a nutshell."
Heero went next, the Japanese pilot glared at Potter as he spoke. "Heero Yuy." His voice was as hard as steel when he asked the next question. "How is it that you recognize Barton's name?" The question threw out everyone but the old man off guard. All it did to him was encouraging the smile on his face.
Potter frowned at Yuy, but then answered slowly. "I'm not sure. The name's just seems familiar." His voice told the four that he was just as curious to why he recognized the silent clown as they were.
Harry frowned at the question. He really didn't know why he recognized the name. It was almost like he had dreamt of someone with that name before. Harry mentally shook his head, this was not the time. "I'm not sure, the name's just seems familiar." The wizard teen noticed that the strangers didn't seem to like that answer, but they could stuff it for all he cared. This was not the time to worry about people he had never met.
The bearded man cleared his throat to get the attention of the boys in his office. Harry turned slightly in his seat next to the headmaster's desk to face his mentor. "Now.. Harry, can you tell me how they appear in my castle?"
The green eyed teen sat up straight and began his report, "I was in the astronomy tower at about 2:45 AM, when a sudden flash of white light engulfed the tower." here he paused. "My reaction was not ideal, the light startled me and I lost my balance." Another paused followed by a slight blush. "I... um... almost fell from the tower." Harry clenched his jaw. "Barton," A quick head jerk to the taller green eyed teen, "Caught me."
The older man nodded, lacing his fingers together and looked toward the unfamiliar group, "Can you tell me what you remember?" His voice was soft and giving the impression that the question was just that; a question. Harry watched at the four as they looked at each other and seemed to communicate with out words. The Chinese teen took it upon him self to explain.
"We were gathered around each other then I felt a slight burning sensation in my chest. I believe the others felt it too." They all gave short nods. "After that a very bright white light flashed, surrounding us." The one called Wufei paused in his explanation and frowned deeply. "Shortly after we somehow arrived in the… astronomy tower, was it?"
Dumbledore frowned deeply and closed his eyes briefly in thought for a few seconds. "Death Magic." He muttered softly, then stood from his desk and walked slowly to the book shelf not far from his seat. "Love Magic." He whispered as he thumbed through a book then plucked it from the shelf. Albus ignored the group and focused on the book. The cover was ratty and the words illegible. "Have you lost someone close to you recently?" The man asked seriously.
Harry jerked slightly at the personal question; he had been watching the group. Their reaction to magic was somewhat comical. Both Asian teens seemed to detest the word and the two brunettes both when rather wide eyed. Of course this brought Harry to believe that they where muggles, or at squibs at the least since they could see the castle and not ruins. The comments about Death and Love magic startled the teen wizard as well. Death Magic was something far deeper then the killing curse, and Love Magic is what saved his life many times before.
"Sir…?" Harry called out carefully; the elder man ignored him and instead turned to look the tallest stranger in the eye. Harry had a sinking feeling that he knew what the old man was doing but didn't interrupt. Dumbledore suddenly broke out into a smile, which grew when he looked from Barton and the Boy-Who-Lived.
"Mr. Barton… Harry. Do you believe in reincarnation?"
What do you think? I'm not really happy with this chapter but it'll have to do. The last part did not want to be written. Anyway here's what you all want to know. The pairings:
Heero/Duo
Wufei/Luna
Trowa/Harry I might put more up later
