Title: Memories in the Wind

Author: Sarahphrina

Rating: M

Genre: Family/Hurt/Comfort

Summary: Harry returns to the Dursleys for Christmas and a bit of freedom, wishing to get his affairs in order. But why are five ex-Gundam pilots trying so hard to track him down, and just how do they fit into the two years of lost memories?

Pairings: 01/02, 03/04, Harry/No one (for now), Wufei/No one (for now)

Warnings/Spoilers: AU, SLASH, some het, Mangling of a merged timelines (all dates in A.C.), massive OOCness, underage sex (nothing explicit), Ravenclaw!Harry (maybe), angst, Bad!Manipulative!Dumbledore, child abuse (nothing too bad or detailed), Time skips! Post Endless Waltz

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or Gundam Wing

Chapter Three

A.C. 187

The young seven year old boy was pacing as he worried over the state of his mother. What if his dad wasn't fast enough at getting to St Mungos? What if the baby was as stubborn as he was and wouldn't come out? He stopped as a horrific thought crossed his mind. What if Mum died? He couldn't bare it if that happened. He had already lost his mama and the rest of his famille once, what if it happened again?

Sure, he didn't like Lily or James when he first met them, or in James case, the first time he could remember meeting him. Lily wasn't poised or regal like his mama. James wasn't serious or responsible like his grandpere. They seemed more like children than parents and he had hated the loss of structure in his life as well as the fact that both of them tried to butt into his. However…in time Lily proved she wasn't trying to replace Mama…and James didn't deliberately ignore him and the only reason he "cared" now wasn't because of his inheritance. In the three years he had known them, he did come to love them and in the dead of the night, he would admit that he probably loved them more than his mama.

The proximity wards gave an alarm and immediately he stilled. His mind automatically flashed back to his lessons with his dad as he debated with himself whether to hide or engage the "intruder". Damn it! He wasn't supposed to be afraid!

Before he could decide however, he heard a woman and a man's voice murmuring beyond the door. His eyes lit up. He knew those voices! He was about to call out to his parents when he paused and his eyes narrowed in suspicion. What if it was an imposter? Sure, that old man had done a complex protecting the charm – the Delicious Charm or something – but no spell was foolproof. Every spell had a weakness that could be exploited. His dad had driven that in his mind and now, he was uncertain of what to do. He wished that they had a password or something that he could identify his parents with. Perhaps he would hide for now, and then see what happened.

He quickly crawled behind an overstuffed armchair and imagined himself wrapped in shadows. "No one can see me. I am one with the shadows." He chanted over and over in his head, like his tutors had taught him while having one ear cocked in anticipation.

He saw the light being turned on and a woman with red hair carrying a small bundle appeared. It looked like his mum…it acted like his mum. Was it Lily Potter?

"Kay dear? Where are you? I'm back; don't worry, I'm in perfect health and I need my daily hug from you!" The woman called out.

Kay's face broke into a big grin. It was his mum! Only she had heard his confession of his worries and his guilty pleasure of her amazing warm hugs. Kay wriggled out of his hidey-hole and gave a big shout in delight. "Mum!"

Lily spun around reaching for her wand and relaxed when she realised who it was, deciding not to ask about what he was doing hiding behind the chair. She felt the precious cargo she held stirring and brought a finger to her lips at the excitable child. "Shh…you'll wake him."

Kay immediately shut his mouth and crept up towards her, the hug fully gone from his mind.

"Mum? Is this him?" His loud whisper was full of eager curiosity as he stared at the bundle in his stepmother's arms.

James who had entered behind his wife smiled and ruffled the longish messy brown hair of the young boy. "That's right Kay. This is your new little brother."

"Wow." Kay said his purple eyes wide and round as he stared down at the small bundle. "What's his name?"

"Harrison James Potter." James said proudly and couldn't help but feel slightly sad that he wasn't this happy at Kay's birth. "Do you want to hold him Kay?" He offered to the seven year old.

He nodded enthusiastically then paused. "What if I drop him?" He asked worriedly.

"I'm sure Harry trusts his big brother enough not to." Lily said smiling, as she moved Kay's hands into the correct position and handed Harry to him while James discretely cast some safety charms, weaving them like a blanket over the baby…just in case.

Kay watched, entranced as the baby yawned and blinked sleepily back at him. Brilliant amethyst eyes met startling green and in that moment, Kay knew that he would do everything possible to make sure those eyes remained happy and innocent. He didn't look up from the delicate baby as it struggled to release its chubby arms and tried to reach for him. "Mum, I promise I'm going to protect him. I'll be his protector when I grow up, and I'll beat up any crétin who'll try to take him away from me!" He beamed with pride.

Lily gave a surprised and amused laugh. "Of course you will. You'll be the best big brother ever!"

James agreed with a grin but there was a shadow in his eyes. "Always protect your brother Caerulus." He felt Lily's unease and slight surprise of the use of Kay's proper name.

Kay nodded solemnly, hardly noticing; his eyes were still trained on Harry and he felt a rush of jealousy as those bright eyes turned from him and towards Lily. Those eyes should be focused solely on him! Kay tried to think of something to say that would result in Harry's attention again and found one. His eyes lit up as he turned towards his father. "Dad, can we teach him to ride a broom?"

James laughed. "Of course! My son will learn to fly before he can walk –"

"James!" Lily hissed, all dark thoughts suddenly gone in the face of this new development. "You're not going near Harry with a broom until he is at least seven! It's dangerous!"

"But Lily, I can get him those practice brooms! They're safe!" James whined.

Kay ignored the argument, content that those eyes were fixed on only him again. He only looked up when he heard Lily conceding to James' pleading.

Lily sighed in resignation. "Fine…but not until he is older!"

Kay whooped – more time he can spend with Harry! – then hushed when he realised Harry was getting upset with his bouncing. Adorable green eyes started watering as his nose scrunched up and pink lips quivered in preparation of a wail. Kay immediately panicked, eyes flying towards Lily before biting his lip. He could look after Harry himself! He awkwardly rocked the baby in a mimic of what he had seen Lily do. Harry quietened and his eyes drifted shut once more. Kay almost felt sad that he couldn't see those eyes any more.

"Can he sleep with me?" Kay asked softly, turning big pleading eyes towards Lily and James.

James shook his head. "Sorry Kay-Kay, he needs to be in his cot."

"Then I'll camp in his room!" Kay said firmly.

James made to argue before a small touch from his wife silenced him. "I'll move his cot into your room for tonight okay Kay?" Lily said with a grin on her face. "Why don't you bring him to your room for now while we get that set up? You can show him your toys anyway."

Kay nodded eagerly. "Merci beaucoup!"

Both Potters watched as he quickly yet carefully moved away from them and up the stairs.

"They're going to be inseparable." Lily said fondly. "Kay is a going to be a great brother."

"Definitely. I know I wasn't this willing to share my stuff with other kids. I nearly had a fit when I thought Mother was thinking of having another baby." James agreed.

Lily rolled her eyes. "You were a spoilt, arrogant toe-rag when you were young James."

James made a show of sulking before he laughed. "Yeah. Glad I grew out of that."

"Hm…" Lily murmured then sighed tiredly. "Any news from Albus?"

"He didn't stay long to talk after escorting us safely between here and the hospital. Just basically to stay low like we've been doing for the past year or so. We're safe here, under the Fidelius. Albus says Voldemort is after Harry and that he must be kept safe at all cost." James said worriedly.

"That's why you told Kay…" Lily trailed off then whispered rather angrily. "He's only a child James. He's seven. He can't protect Harry. You can't expect him to sacrifice himself for Harry. That's just cruel James."

"I know!" James almost snarled. "I'm just…I just trying to keep him safe. Keep both of them safe."

Lily's anger deflated. "I know. I'm sorry. Merlin, this is such a mess! I don't want Kay or Harry mixed up in this. It's hardly fair for them to grow up in total isolation."

James sighed and wrapped his arms around his wife. "We'll get through this. If we…don't make it, both Kay and Harry are well provided for and it states clearly that they are not to be separated. Albus knows this. He was witness to our Will and I'm sure he'll enforce our last wishes. I'm sure it won't come down to that anyway, Peter is a good friend."

"What about Sirius and Remus? They hate the Morelle family." Lily's voice was bitter. Things were strained between them, especially whenever the topic of Caerulus was brought up. Their fights had been full of rage and hatred with Lily's protective instincts and James anger coming to the forefront against their prejudice and petty accusations. Things had only further deteriorated when James had entrusted Peter – the only neutral party – to be the Secret Keeper. Lily still thought it was a mistake for James to tell Sirius about Peter. The only thing good about the whole situation was that everyone else thought Sirius was who they chose.

James looked away, slightly ashamed. He knew the Morelle family's questionable reputation was the base of his friends' hatred but that still didn't make him feel any less responsible for not stopping the rumours when he had just married Valerie. In a quiet voice he murmured. "Don't worry; I took care of that as well."

Lily nodded, trusting her husband. She remained in his embrace for a while longer before sighing. "We better go before Kay decides to move the cot himself."

James nodded, shoving his sombre moods away and pasted a cheerful smile on. He would protect his sons, even from his best friends. There was no doubt about that.

Translations:

mama: mother

famille: family

grandpere: grandfather

crétin: moron

merci beaucoup: thank you very much

NOTE: Kay calls his family on Valerie's side by French terms where he was brought up in a French household though he later moved to America. Therefore "mama" is Valerie. He refers James, Lily and others with English terms ("mum" is Lily), though he does slip into French when he has extreme emotions.

AN: WOOT!~ Another chapter posted. ^_^ I'm sorry that it is not extremely long but I find I work better with shorter chapters. Thank you to EVERYONE who reviewed and showed their support especially mist shadow whose input led to the covering of several unclear points in this chapter. I would like to remind people that this story is AU, especially shown when Voldemort attacks one year earlier, AND THAT ISN'T A MISTAKE. It's deliberate, trust me (:

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