Chapter: 7

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Summary: During the War Duo comes across an abused Harry (age about 5) who hides him from OZ/Alliance. Seeing the abuse Duo takes Harry away with him. Harry gets shunted about between the Pilots during the rest of the War. After the War, Harry stays with Duo and becomes the Pilots' collective little brother. He doesn't want to go to Hogwarts when the letter comes. Dumbledore won't take no for an answer.

Chapter Seven

Albus glanced up and blinked at the worried Mrs. Figg. A quick glance to the left confirmed that Harry was still alive and relatively healthy… so nothing too bad had happened to the boy. "Arabella… are you sure you're not just over reacting? Perhaps his Uncle decided to take a few extra days holiday with Harry and will arrive later?"

Mrs. Figg gaped at him for a moment before glaring at him. "Albus I don't…"

Dumbledore's eyes twinkled at her as he waved aside her concerns. "Arabella, I can honestly tell you that Harry is fine. You know I would know if any serious harm had come to him. And besides, did you even ask about what happened with the missing pair? I'm sure everything is fine."

The woman in the fire shot an annoyed look at him. "No, but I know…"

"Well then, you shouldn't jump to conclusions! I'm sure everything is fine. Now… I really need to look over these accounts. You will let me know if this issue doesn't sort itself out soon won't you?" He turned back to his work in a clear dismissal, leaning back over the papers on his desk.

Behind him, Arabella Figg gritted her teeth. She didn't know why he bothered to have her watch the Dursley family when he never listened to her concerns anyway. If not for poor Harry, she'd have left this nosy neighborhood a long time ago. Still, he did pay very well. "Very well Albus, I wish you well with your paperwork."

Then she was gone with a faint pop as she pulled her head out of the flames. Albus spared a glance at the now orange flames and picked up a lemon drop to suck on slowly. Perhaps he should have Arabella moved away from Privet Drive, she was getting far too fond of the boy. Didn't she understand that in order for young Harry to grow up to be a useful member of society he had to endure some adversity? Regular chores were good for young children! They gave them some responsibility in life. And as for those claims of bruises and other injuries… well children enjoyed rough play all the time, particularly young boys. Just look at the House Quidditch teams! No, Harry was fine. His instruments would tell him if Harry's health was damaged too badly.

Although… He probably should check up on that particular family soon. It had been a while since he'd last looked in on them. It wouldn't do for Petunia and Vernon to forget any of his careful instructions… His plans were far too important. Harry Potter could not be allowed to grow up like his parents had. Lily's temper combined with James' confidence and that much raw power? It was a recipe for disaster! No, it was best for all concerned if he learnt some humility early on in life. That would make things far better in the long run… It was after all, for the Greater Good.

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Harry woke up, feeling better than he had in a long time. Blinking owlishy, he stiffened as he heard a faint snicker and twisted around to stare at where Duo was watching him from a tall stool. Pouting, he tried to untangle himself from the bed sheet. Normally, he didn't have this problem. The Dursley's had never given him anything more than his baby blanket – and that had been far too small to get tangled up in.

"Need some help there, little man?"

Harry shook his head, biting his lip as he slowly eased himself out of the sheet cocoon. He didn't want his rescuer to think he couldn't look after himself. Duo might think him too much trouble and give him away!

He didn't need to worry though, the older boy just chuckled and walked over, lifting him up easily and dumping the sheet back onto the bed. Harry made a mental note to come back and make the bed properly later. "Thank you Duo."

Duo gave a one armed shrug as he set Harry down gently on the floor and pulled a bag out from under the bunk bed. Harry looked at it curiously. It was colorful and had pretty swirly shapes on it.

"Here you go Harry. One of the guys picked these up for you yesterday after you went to bed. Now let's see..."

Harry watched confused as Duo emptied the bag out onto the lower bunk and couldn't suppress a soft gasp. There was a surprisingly large amount of clothes in there and even more importantly… they still had the labels on! They must all be brand new. Why would someone go through all the trouble of buying him brand new stuff? The things he had worn yesterday were fine… and much better than what he usually had…

"What's the matter?"

Harry blinked and looked up at Duo who was watching him with a slight frown on his face. Harry bit his lip. He didn't really want to make Duo angry or sad. The older boy had been so nice to him, but he had got angry when he'd told him that his name was Freak… just like the others had got mad when Harry had mentioned his cupboard. Would Duo get mad about this too? If he made Duo mad the other boy might decide he was a bad boy and send him away! He didn't want to get sent away from Duo!

"Harry?"

Duo reached out slowly to him, and carefully pulled him into a hug. Harry clung to the older boy like he was a lifeline. Everything was so confusing here! He didn't know what he was supposed to do! Sniffling, he tried to fight back the tears that were desperate to fall. He knew it wasn't working though. Duo would be so disappointed in him… Boys weren't supposed to cry.

"Oh Harry…"

Duo pulled the kid closer and carefully rubbed soothing circles on his back. He had a faint memory of Sister Helen doing it for him once, when he'd come back from school after a fight with one of the older kids. It had made him feel better then, and he hoped that it made harry feel better now. Part of him wondered if it was just everything catching up on the younger boy, or if it was something else. He'd seen the look Harry had given the clothes… something was up there.

"M' sorry."

Duo blinked and looked down to see that angelic little face gazing up to him with sad green eyes. "Not your fault little man. Sometimes it's good to have a little cry. Y' know, get it all out."

Harry blinked at him, before peering at the bed where the pile of clothes could just be seen. "I can't have all that."

Duo raised an eyebrow. Why would Harry say that? Duo had checked out his bag before while the kid was asleep. He had barely anything with him, and the clothes he was wearing before had been subtly disposed of by Howard. Apparently they'd been too worn to be worth the effort of cleaning. Harry had almost nothing else to wear other than the second hand outfit one of the Sweeper's had found for him yesterday.

"I mean, they're all new. I don't deserve new things. I'm a bad boy."

Duo struggled not to gape at the kid, taking a moment to regain his composure. When eh did, the first thing he felt was a hot wave of anger. Harry did not just say that… This needed to be fixed. Harry should not be saying that in such a matter of fact tone of voice, like… like… it was a fact! Duo had never met a kid who was so good at staying quiet and staying out of the way. Harry was one of the best behaved kids he'd ever met!

"Harry, you're not a bad kid." He caught the resigned expression on the boy's face, like he'd heard it before but knew that it wasn't true and fought to suppress a snarl. "I mean it Harry. You're the best behaved little…" He stopped as a thought suddenly occurred to him. "Hey, how old are you anyway?"

"Five."

Duo blinked in shock, staring down at the kid. "Five?"

"Uh huh."

Harry was staring up at him with his big green eyes, not understanding what was so terrible about what Duo had just learnt. Duo didn't think that he could just tell him that he'd thought Harry was a rather small four year old at worst. He was way too small to be five… the amount of food he'd had to have been living off… even he hadn't been that tiny…

found him sitting in a corner eating a slice of bread…

Duo closed his eyes and forced down the anger, pulling the young boy into another hug. Harry snuggled into him happily, ignoring Duo's faint trembling. The pair held it for a minute before they were interrupted by the sound of the door creaking open. Glancing up at it, Duo growled at the interruption. Harry just clutched him tighter.

After a second, a young sweeper stuck his head round the door and grinned sheepishly. "Um Duo? Howard wants to talk to you. It's about the Gun… uh… your suit."

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