Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or GundamWing/Ac, I do not make any money from writing these fic's and I do not have any rights to Harry Potter or GundamWing/Ac.

A/N: I sort of adopted this fic from Shy-Hime too, I know that she told me that someone else has adopted the story too so if you find a story similar to this one or if mine is similar to theirs than that is why.

Chapter 4

Breakfast was soon done with and everyone slowly made their way into the living room. Harry easily made himself comfortable between Trowa and Heero, while the others sat on the sofa across from them. A dark look was on Wufei's face as he sat irritably in between the calm Quatre and the happy Duo. Harry could not help humming in pleasure as he leaned back into the comfy sofa, closed his eyes and allowed his body to relax. Through a few seconds later he cracked open an eye when Heero spoke.

"Little Leaf," Heero said softly gaining Harry's attention, "We were talking earlier and we have come to a decision. We would like to tell you our secret just like you told us your secret."

"What would that be?" Harry asked with a grin as he tried to hide the quick flash of pain across his face at the thought of the secret.

"What...What do you think of the Gundam Pilots?" Duo asked nervously as the tension in the room grew.

"Hmmm, I respect them," Harry said simply as he opened his other eye. "Why?"

"Huh?" Duo asked dumbly as he blinked at Harry with wide eyes. "What do you mean?"

Harry's previous grin came back on his face and widened, "Despite being betrayed by the very people they were protecting they still fought for peace, even if they probably thought they were murderers. However, the Gundam Pilots still fought for the good of the Earth and the Colonies. That's why I respect them, they continue to move forward even when people betrayed them."

Silence rang through the room as the five pilots shared a shocked look with each other. Unable to see what was going on Harry quickly started to speak again while he waved his hands in front of his face and blushed madly. "Ah, I'm sorry," Harry said as his whole face went bright red, "I was babbling without thinking! I-"

"No, it's fine Ry!" Duo said with a laugh cutting Harry off. "We are glad you think of us like that!"

Harry let out a nervous laugh, "Ah, your wel-wait! What?"

"We're the Gundam Pilots, Harry," Quatre said as he spoke for the group.

"Oh," Harry said, shocked, before giving a crooked grin. "Well, isn't that fun?"

At Harry's words Duo burst out into laughter only for Harry's own light laughter to soon join in with the self proclaimed Shinigami's. At Harry's smile the whole room seemed to brighten up, causing the other four to join in the laughter, including Heero and Trowa. All of the Gundam Pilots agreed that Harry was the cure they all needed.

As the month passed Harry and the Gundam Pilots started to get to know each other really well. In turn this caused Harry to be able to truly trust the eighteen year olds enough so that he would not have any problems with them holding his life in their hands. Harry and Wufei also seemed to develop a habit of getting into awkward positions over the month, Harry always seemed to bump into Wufei hard enough to send them both crashing into the floor, with Wufei on top. Through they always managed to scramble up before the others walked in on them.

There was also the time when Harry tripped and Wufei caught him only for Duo to trip Wufei causing both of the older males to land on top of Harry. Then when Quatre had walked into the room not paying any attention to where he was going fell onto the pile, even though Trowa tried to catch his boyfriend only for Trowa to fail and join the others on the pile with a crash. The crash made Heero rush into the room ready to fight only for him to land in the pile too.

Poor Harry ended up being crushed under a mass of males, and no one seemed coherent enough to get off. In the end the Gundam Pilots was on the end of Harry's fiery temper for the first time. After a few weeks a morning schedule was soon set up without anyone's notice. Wufei was always up first so he could do his morning exercises. Harry would soon wake up after and wander the upper floor in a daze trying to wake himself up. Heero and Trowa were the next ones up, Heero would check for any missions and Trowa would start breakfast. Soon afterwards Quatre would wander down, lured by the smell of coffee and food into the kitchen. Then Duo would follow wide awake and would proceed to drag Harry down the stairs to eat while talking a mile a minute.

It was during the beginning of the second month though when something majorly embarrassing happened between Wufei and Harry.

This morning Harry woke up later than normal and wandered out of his bedroom just as Wufei was exiting the shower only in a towel. The two didn't notice each other until they crashed into each other. Even though it was becoming a daily occasion they were not prepared for the lip lock that happened. Wufei's face turned a bright red while Harry also turned a bright red. The Chinese man scrambled off of the smaller male and rushed down the hall into his own bedroom.

Taking no notice of the loud slam, Harry sat dazed in the middle of the hallway with his blush slowly disappearing. Lost in his own world, Harry never noticed Duo coming out of his bedroom wondering what the loud sound was.

With a quivering finger he touched his lips and Harry whispered confusedly, "Who...?"

"Do you know why Wufei was running down the hall, face red, and only in a towel Ry?" Duo asked as he walked the last few steps to Harry with a puzzled expression on his face.

"WUFEI!" Harry squeaked out as his blush returned only going darker at the thought of kissing his secret crush, "I kissed Wufei...?"

An evil grin came to Duo's face as he heard Harry's mumbled words. Oh how he loved to play match maker! Quickly pulling Harry to his feet and brushing off any imaginary dirt he swung an arm around Harry's shoulders and started to lead him to Quatre's and Trowa's room.

"It seems we are going to be having a little talk, Ry," Duo said as Harry stared up at Duo with wide eyes as the sound of Duo knocking on a door caused him to stop in his tracks.

Harry shuffled his feet nervously as he waited for the door to be answered. He was nervous; had Duo heard his mumbling? His facial expressions turned mortified before quickly vanishing when he heard the door open only to be guided into the room and guided to sit down on what Harry could only guess to be the bed.

"Duo?" Harry asked warily.

"That's me, Ry, and Quatre is also with us," Duo replied.

"So Ry, Duo here told me about something interesting," Quatre said, speaking before Harry could.

"Really?" Harry asked in a small voice, his whole face began going bright red again.

The blond continued as if Harry had not spoken, "He tells me that you and Wufei kissed just a little while ago."

"Is that so?" Harry asked only for him to be ignored again.

"Is it true?" Quatre asked, his voice was decidedly excited and he sounded like a little kid on Christmas Day. At Harry's small nod Quatre happily clapped his hands together and jumped up and down a little, "Tell, tell, tell! I want all the details!"

"Q-ball, you're sounding like a girl," Duo said with amusement evident in his voice.

"Well, you would too if Wufei and Ry got together because then we would all have our equals and no one would have to be alone!" Quatre said with a determined look on his face.

A thoughtful expression appeared on Duo's face, "That's very true Kitty. So, Ry, do you like Wuffers?"

"Maybe?" Harry replied quietly, he may admit to himself in his head that he did but hell would freeze over before he gave a diffident answer outside of his mind.

"Harry," both Quatre and Duo said in just a way that Harry found himself worried.

Before he had time to react through Duo and Quatre were upon him, tickling him madly. Harry's screams of laughter echoed throughout the house and after a while he gave in to the pair.

"Alright, yet, I do!" Harry said with a pout, it seemed like hell was having a freezing winter, "However, I wouldn't call it love. Can we leave it at that?"

"Alright," Duo and Quatre said together, they did not want to push Harry too far and destroy any trust they might have built with their cat like friend.

"Thank you," Harry said with a large smile on his face that seemed to lighten up the room.

Things only got more awkward between Wufei and Harry after that. Four more months passed by and the days blurred together with missions and spending time with each other. The pilots always made sure that at least one of them was home with Harry. Wufei was the one to stay with Harry the most and the two spent more time together the more their previous emotions evolved, even if they didn't notice. These feelings were revealed through a way neither of them wanted though.

"Harry, I'm really sorry but I have to take this mission so you will be alone until Heero gets back," Wufei explained softly to the silent teen.

"I understand, Wufei," Harry said with an understanding smile.

Wufei paused, thought for a bit before deciding to do it anyways. He hugged Harry tightly and whispered into the smaller male's ear, "Please stay safe." Then Wufei left. Harry stood frozen, shocked by the hug before a sappy grin formed on his lips.

Moving with feline grace, the boy-who-lived made his way through into the kitchen with a bounce in his step. He hummed a random tune of one of Duo's songs as he grabbed a cup a filled it with water. That was pretty much all he could do in the kitchen, other than getting fruit. Harry's humming stopped when he heard near silent footsteps coming up from behind him.

He furrowed his eyebrows, who was in the house? He went rigid as he felt a knife pressing up against his neck and his arms were forcibly pulled behind him with a steel grip around his wrists.

"Don't move or make a sound, you hear?" a harsh voice growled in his ear. Harry wasn't able to work out if it was a male or female speaking.

Harry nodded his head, nicking his throat on the knife. The person seemed satisfied as they moved the knife and the sixteen year old felt the cold feeling of wires wrapped around his hands; a cloth was also tied around his mouth.

Suddenly, a distinctive male voice called, "One of them is here, commander! We need to leave!"

"Understood," the person who had captured Harry responded and the last thing Harry felt was the feeling of being apparated.

To Be Continued...