a/N:So, here's the next chapter! In which the Wizarding World finds their savior once more...or do they? In which Duo says to hell with the wizards and tells them he's not doing their shit, goodbye. Duo won't be going to Hogwarts as a student, he'll just do his own thing.
Duo is defiant and is like Fuck you, I'm doing my own thing. I'm sick of the stories where Harry's someone else and make him as weak and unresisting as possible to the wizards as possible. If you're gonna do it, do it right. So, yeah, it's time for the next chapter. I hope you all enjoy it. I know I did. Rated for bashing of dumb Weasleys and evil Dumbleass. We all love shinigami Duo, right? Watch as Dumbassdore fucks around with the wrong Wing boys in this plot.
Chapter 11 The God of Death Encounters the Wizards.
"Headmaster?" Hermione said as she came into Dumbledore's office.
He looked up at her with a smile on his face. "Yes?"
"Have you...located Harry?"
"As a matter of fact, I believe I've located some magic of his. Severus, Minerva, and myself will go investigate and bring him back."
"He's alive," Hermione whispered, wiping tears of happiness away from her eyes.
She really did miss Harry. Not unlike Ron, who said Harry deserved what he got. She still cared about him. The Wizarding World needed him, so he should accept his destiny.
"It's nice, I can't wait to see him again."
"Indeed. He will be doing our society a great big favor."
"I can't believe you're going to let him die." She said.
"Now, now, dear girl, we've discussed this."
"It doesn't matter. I'm not going to let Harry die."
"Harry is the answer to ending Voldemort's existence, so he has to die."
Hermione glared at him. "If you do anything to Harry, I'll never forgive you." She spat as she left the room.
Dumbledore shook his head. "Women," He mumbled, "So naive. That brat had better come to me, or else I'll be truly desperate. I can't let anyone know that he is a pawn being used."
"You found...Potter?" Severus asked.
"Yes, Severus. I want you to go and retrieve him. He's living in the Muggle world, somewhere. We can just apparate to where he is."
"He's living among Muggles? Potter's become weak, then. He always was a weakling. Is that because you made it that way?"
"Of course. I never wanted Harry to get too smart for his own good. I'm sure Harry will be determined to save us and he'll do what's necessary."
Severus sighed as he left.
"He'd better do his job." Dumbledore remarked.
"You know, you can't keep on controlling people like this." Nigel remarked from his portrait.
"It's all for the betterment of the Wizarding World."
"Keep telling yourself that. The dead are dead, like your mother and sister."
Dumbledore's eyes turned pained. "Yes," He said, "That was when I gave up believing that wizards were capable of anything useful."
"In that case, you're the same as Voldemort." A witch said.
"My dear, I am doing what is necessary. You are not among the living, so you don't have a voice."
The portraits' inhabitants shook their heads in disgust as Dumbledore left.
"Is Harry Potter still alive?" One asked.
The other woman in the picture shrugged. "IF he is, he probably wants nothing to do with Dumbledore, or with magic. If he's living as a Muggle, I don't blame him. This world's insane."
"Who will save us?" They said.
"I have an idea." He said.
"That's impossible, though. You know how adamant the man is."
"Well, leave it to me. I'll make up a solution to make him become a better person." Nigel said confidently.
Meanwhile, back in the Gundam Boys' Lookout
Duo relaxed as he sat back in his bed. What was the point of those dreams? They were so irritating.
He rubbed his head, frowning. "I'm sick of these freakin' headaches." He muttered.
What Duo didn't realize was that his life was about to change, because his past life was coming to haunt him.
Suddenly, he felt a hand grab him from behind. Instantly, he karate-chopped the person behind him, sending his attacker sprawling to the ground and he jumped on top of them, glaring at them, ferally.
"Who the hell are you and how did you get in here?" He spat.
The person before him blinked dumbly before he spoke.
"Mister Potter, you are to come with us to the burrow at once."
Duo blinked, and blinked, and blinked again before his eyebrow twitched. "Ya gotta a bad joke, man. Because if yer lookin' for a Potter person, yer askin' the wrong guy."
"Did you grow your hair out long?"
Duo just ignored him.
"What did you do with your scar?"
"What scar?" Duo said, "I have many scars along my body. Are you a pedophile? Should I take my pants off and rub against you, being an uke to your seme?"
The man blinked stupidly.
"The scar on your head. The one that is useful."
Duo pushed his bangs back, showing that there was no scar on his head.
"Damned Albus, leading us on a ghost chase for the wrong boy entirely."
"Are you here to kidnap me?" Duo demanded, pointing a pistol at him.
"Put down the Muggle weapon."
"It's not just any kind of weapon. It's a gun and if I use it on you, you'll die. You'll learn something about messing with the God of Death."
"The...God of Death...?" Snape muttered, shuddering at the ominous aura emitting from the boy. He tried to restrain the boy, but failed, as a few moments later, Dumbledore and McGonagall arrived.
"What seems to be the trouble?" She said, but her eyes widened as she took in Duo. "That's not Mr. Potter, you've mistaken him for someone else."
"Harry, it has been a long time." Dumbledore said, coming toward Duo.
Duo smacked his hand away and glared at him. "Who the fuck are you people and what do you want?"
"Now, Harry, there's no need for such language-"
"I don't know who this Harry person is, but he's not me. I don't know who you people are, nor what those are. But I'm not the person you want. So leave me be and stop screwing around with me. You know what's good for you, you'll leave me be." He said before swinging his pistol and fired.
Dumbledore was now bleeding from a wound on his shoulder. "Apprehend him." He said.
But suddenly, the lights went out and four other figures appeared, tackling them all to the ground.
Wufei was on top of a struggling Severus, holding him down, and Trowa was also restraining him. Both boys had barrels of shotguns pointed at either side of his head.
Quatre and Heero had managed to restrain McGonagall.
Dumbledore's wand was snatched from him, by Heero, who pointed a shotgun at him. "Who the hell are you people? Are you here to kill Maxwell? I'll kill you if that's the case."
"Nonsense. We just want to talk to Harry. Are you his friends?"
"Yes, we are. Sneaking into a soldier's house in the middle of the night is just asking for trouble."
"Soldier?" Dumbledore said, looking at Duo in confusion.
"I'm a soldier, ya stupid bastard."
"You are to go to Hogwarts and continue your magic. You are Harry Potter's reincarnation, aren't you?"
"I've been having odd dreams. But they have nothing to do with you. Whoever you are, leave before I kill all of you."
"Now, now, boys, we can talk-"
"There's nothing to discuss," Trowa said, "You tried to abduct one of our friends and snuck into our territory. You're obviously not to be trusted."
"It's too bad things had to turn out like this," Quatre said sadly. "But enemies of space have to be eliminated."
"Trying to attack me? I'm not supposed to welcome you with open arms. Leave."
Whenever Dumbledore didn't leave, the Wing boys were all pointing guns at them.
"Leave," Quatre said icily. "I don't like people who try to kill my friends. Unless you sit down right this instant and explain things. Especially Duo, he's my dearest friend."
"Duo?" Dumbledore repeated in confusion, looking at the Shinigami, who rolled his eyes, his violet eyes burning in anger.
"I'm Duo Maxwell. Now get the fuck out."
"Language," Severus said.
"Shut up. I don't take orders from you." Duo snapped.
Dumbledore flinched. This wasn't the kind, gentle pawn he wanted. What could have happened? He made a new plan in his mind.
"Very well then, Harry my boy-"
"Duo, Duo freaking Maxwell," Duo snapped, glaring at him.
"Take your friends with you, and I shall convince you of what you have to do."
"I don't take orders from anyone."
'Still a brat.' Snape thought as they left.
"What the hell's all this about, Maxwell?" Wufei asked Duo, who shrugged. "They piss me off."
"They piss me off, too," Duo said, talking to his friends in a mixture of Duo's Australian, Trowa's Mexican, Quatre's Arabic, Wufei's Chinese, and Heero's Japanese. They used it as a cover. It was never good to let enemies know what you were saying.
Duo sat at the table, ignoring all the weird, strange people as they ogled them.
"These are just Muggles!" A red-headed woman who didn't look that bright remarked.
Ron plopped a piece of cheese in his mouth rather loudly. He stared at Heero, who was still glaring at everyone and pointing his guns at them, at Quatre who was sipping tea, still with a Wing Zero look in his eyes, to Trowa, who was calm but dangerous, to Wufei who was staring, and then at the brunette with purple eyes who was eying everyone, looking like he wanted to murder them all gorily.
He had a dangerous aura. He felt like Malfoy.
"Which one's Harry?" He remarked before pointing at Wufei.
"Not me," Wufei remarked, "Last I checked, I'm not a weird, disgusting idiot with no sense of honor."
Hermione looked at Trowa.
"Nope."
She turned to Quatre. "Did you dye your hair?"
Quatre smiled. "Nope, miss. I'm not Harry. And neither is anyone in this room."
She looked at Heero. "Are you-"
"Hn." Was all she got as Heero glared at her. She froze. "You're...really...annoying. I'll kill you."
"That's Heero's way of telling you to shut up and back off," Quatre said. "None of us are pleasant when we're angry."
She finally looked at Duo. "Are you Harry?"
"People keep calling me that. But it's not my name."
"Who are you boys?"
"We're soldiers. If you know better, you'd pretend you never saw us." Heero said icily.
"Boys your age shouldn't be fighting."
"The ignorance of you people ticks me off. You know nothing about us. We fight because we must." Trowa said, sharply.
"Why would you use Maxwell as your pawn?" Heero said.
"For the betterment of our world."
"Heard those words before," Wufei snorted.
"Heero Yuy. That's Wufei Chang, Trowa Barton. Quatre Winner...and this is.."
"Duo Maxwell, the God of Death, and I'll kill you in such a horrifying way if you piss me off that your corpse will never be found again, and I'll drag your soul to the pits of hell." He spat.
Everyone sweated terribly after that last statement.
"So you're Harry?" Ron remarked.
"You're pretty dumb." Duo remarked.
"Tell us what you want, now," Heero demanded.
"Where's Harry?" Sirius cried, but his eyes widened as he saw five teenage boys pointing weapons at everyone. "Are you...?"
"This is Harry." Dumbledore said, pointing at Duo, who rolled his eyes.
"Look, stop calling me that idiotic name-"
Sirius suddenly embraced him.
"I missed you so much. I'm glad you're alive."
"Get the hell off me!" Duo cried, pushing him back. "I don't let anyone touch me so casually. My name's Duo and I don't know any of you simpletons. Now explain yourself before I kill everyone here."
"All right..." Dumbledore said. Ginny and Ron were already hiding in their room from the ferocity of the boys.
"Wicked," Fred and George remarked, appearing on the side of the boys.
"You need to have more emotion," They said to Heero, who merely grunted as a response.
"You're awesome," They said to Trowa. "You're weird-looking," They said to Wufei.
"Not everyone in this world is British." Wufei snapped.
"You wear pink like a badass." They said to Quatre, who flushed a little.
"And you...you're freaking amazing. Teach us your ways." They said, bowing before Duo.
"Fred, George!" Molly shouted.
"What? Mum, it's not every day Harry shows up reincarnated as a real, live, badass soldier. Wait till you know what he's done! He's done so many awesome things. He's a pilot. You're a Gundam pilot, aren't you?" They whispered.
"You guys are Gundam pilots," Hermione breathed.
"Finally, someone notices the obvious." Heero snapped.
