That night the Gryffindor common room had emptied of all the other students, Harry, Ron, Hermione, Neville, Ginny, Heero and Trowa had gathered.
"Harry what is going on, please! You used to tell us everything…" Hermione's eyes began to water and Harry moved from his seat to put his arm around her.
"That's a lie Hermione. I never told you everything, you were too…innocent." She looked at him in shock.
"B-but you're the same age as us!"
"You can be old mentally, spiritually." Heero put in. "That's how we're old. Trowa, Quatre, Duo, WuFei, Harry and I. We're all very old."
"You're all older than I am."
"You'll catch up, Harry, after you take your first life." The group of older Gryfindors became angry and visibly upset by Trowa's soft comment.
"Harry would never do that!"
"Yeah! Harry wouldn't hurt a fly!"
"Unless of course that fly was Malfoy." The young man in question shook his head.
"No guys. It's okay, I know I'm going to be a murderer, I've accepted it." Several heads flew to look at him.
"Y-you mean…you really plan on killing someone? Harry!"
"If you haven't noticed, we are at war with Voldemort! People die and are killed in wars. I will kill, I will take someone's life before they can take mine. You once said you would follow me into that battle, but you never thought you would have to kill someone? You really are all just blind children."
Hermione drew herself up, "Harry even if you are 'spiritually older' we've been through the same things as you. You have no right to call us children." Harry smirked at the bushy haired girl.
"Hermione have you heard about the wars? Oz versus Alliance, the gundams? Did you know that the Gundam's were piloted by teenagers the same age as us? You've all been through the same things as me? Not to sound arrogant but how many times have you faced your parent's murderer? Oh wait, you still live with your parents. They take you to France. I get stuffed into a cupboard, yes Ron they still put me in the cupboard." Harry sighed and went to sit between Heero and Trowa. "I feel like I've lost everyone I've ever cared about, have you ever felt like that?"
"I make mental pictures of what my parents looked like, what their personalities are like, special moments in their lives and where they would fit into in the special moments in my life." Heero murmured with his eyes glued to the floor. "I'm sure Trowa and Duo do that too, and Harry as well although he knows what his parents looked like and a bit about what their personalities were like."
Trowa nodded and said, "I use to give my parents mental commentary on my life, kind of like a journal to them about what was going on around me."
Hermione frowned. "You mean to say that you have all lost your parents? What about those other two boys you came with?"
"Wu Fei's been an orphan since he was 14, Quatre's mother died at childbirth and his father was killed about a year ago." Heero replied in monotone.
"Did…did they die because of the war?" Hermione asked cautiously.
Trowa nodded and spoke a quiet 'yes' and Heero looked up at her Hermione.
"I don't know. I don't know anything about my parents or any other family I may have had. For all I know they're still alive." For the two Weasley's this seemed unbelievable, but then he continued. "Duo's story is the same. His earliest memory is on the streets and mine is with Odin, the man who raised me. Duo named himself, and I was named by the man who took me in after Odin died."
"So…Heero Yuy isn't your name?" Neville asked.
"No. Just as Trowa isn't his name." The group was obviously shocked and Harry sighed.
"Let's get to bed guys. Tomorrow's gonna be hell I just know it." With a grin he turned to Heero. "Watch Duo will have made friends with Malfoy and his group of mini Death Eaters!"
Trowa stood with a small smile at (who they considered) the youngest of his friends. "Don't judge too quickly Harry." Harry smiled back and nodded.
Of course that sent Ron into a 'all Slytherins are evil gits' rant and pissed off Heero and Trowa causing Heero to go for his gun and yell 'omae o korosu' at the red-head. But eventually they all made it to bed without bloodshed.
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