Chapter: 36

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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.

ENAH 36

Duo sat at his desk, mindlessly putting together a number of small explosives to replace the ones taken from him during his imprisonment. It wasn't really necessary, and what little movement he did use hurt, but it gave him an outlet in which to focus his helplessness and anger.

Howard had told him to get some rest, but he couldn't stand the thought of lazing about doing nothing while Harry and the others were in danger. It stung that he couldn't go with them, though Duo knew that he would have been far more of a hindrance than a help. All he could do was wait and hope that Heero succeeded.

And then, once he had Harry in his arms once again, he would make sure that the small green-eyed boy was never taken again. Duo would keep his little brother safe.

...at least as safe as he could. Duo lifted a hand to his neck, brushing the necklaces with his fingertips. His little brother, the child he wanted to grow up in Peace, destined to fight. The very thought stung, even knowing the boy was Marked it felt like he was betraying Harry to think of the loss of his innocence. But Harry would not fight alone. Blue-violet eyes hardened, his hand clenched in a fist around the small silver crosses in a silent promise. Even if it meant his life, Harry would never fight alone.

"Duo!" The boy jumped, twirling in his seat as he reached for his gun. He had been so deep in thought that he hadn't heard anyone approaching. "Hey, now." Howard had taken a step back, his hands up in a show of harmlessness, "no need for that. I just thought you'd like to know that we've received a message from Pilot 01. 'Mission accomplished.' They're on their way here as we speak."

Duo's eyes lit up, "Harry's safe. I knew Heero could do it!" He stood quickly, shaking off the sudden dizziness. "How soon will they get here?"

"No more than a half hour."

"Yes!" Duo wrapped his arms around the older man, ignoring the pain he was in. Life seemed so much... lighter, now that he knew his friends were safe.

The sight that met Duo's eyes as the shuttle opened was enough to chill him to the bone. Wufei was carrying a small boy, long black hair spilling down across his arms. The boy, Harry, was unmoving, and Duo's heart nearly stopped as he immediately thought the worst. "Harry!" He rushed forward, not even seeing the other pilots debarking behind Wufei. "What-"

The Chinese pilot looked up and shook his head, his eyes dark with determination. "The child is merely asleep."

"Was he hurt? Did OZ-"

"No." It was Quatre who spoke up, "He used his power to heal me and it wore him out."

"Healing? He willingly used his powers?" Duo stared down at Harry's still form in amazement, it was hard to imagine the boy who flinched away every time his so-called "freakishness" manifested accidentally purposely using it for anything.

"Harry is a brave child. It was hard for him to ask, and it took quite a lot out of him to use them, but he could not leave his... friend in pain." Duo smiled at Wufei, who looked away, a tint of pink on his cheeks. The next words he spoke were too quiet to be heard from where Duo stood.

"What's that, Fei?"

"Is it necessary for you to mangle my name every time you address me?" Duo grinned, "Never mind, don't answer that. I said, it would be an honor to help teach the child-"

"Harry." Duo reminded him in a sing-song voice.

"-Harry, anything I can that would help him in the future."

"It'd be great to have you join the team," Duo swung his arm around Wufei's shoulders, being careful not to disturb Harry. "Whatcha got?"

When the Chinese pilot stared at him in confusion, Duo clarified, "We're all teaching him the general stuff, but we've each got our own stuff too. I'm teaching him stealth, running and hiding, Hee-chan's gonna teach him cool stuff like pressure points and such, Quat's teaching him... what are you gonna teach him?" They all looked to the blond curiously.

"I'll be helping him with his powers. I may not be as strong or as versatile as Harry, but I've live with my ability since childhood, and know how to help him use it without passing out every time he overdoes it. I might also teach him diplomacy." The blond's smile was almost predatory, "it never hurts to know how to talk people into doing what you want without them realizing it wasn't their idea to begin with."

"You are evil!" Duo said with an appreciatory grin, before turning back to Wufei, "So, what've you got to teach him?"

"I am well-versed in various forms of martial arts as well as the sword. I was also a scholar before-" her death. His eyes were shadowed with memories before he shook them off and continued speaking, "I was a scholar, and could help keep Harry from falling behind in his education, at least until it is safe for him to attend a school on a regular basis." Until the war is over.

Duo couldn't help but wonder what was so terrible in Wufei's past, but knew better than to ask. They all had things in their past that didn't need pried into, and if Wufei ever decided to tell them, he would. For now, the braided boy decided, Wufei just needed some good solid fun! to make him loosen up. "Excellent! At least we don't have to worry about Harry running out of things to do." He grinned, and dragged the Chinese boy along behind him. "Come on, we've got to talk, and your arms are probably getting tired. Hee-chan, Kitty-Quat, come on."

Heero grimaced at his nickname, but did as he was asked, with Quatre taking up the rear.

HPGWRR HPGWRR

Dumbledore glared at his array of now-useless ornaments. There had to be some way to locate the missing Harry Potter, some spell or ritual he hadn't thought of. Perhaps... his eyes lit up as he realized what the solution was. "Arri."

The house elf popped into his office, bowing deeply, "What can Arri do for Headmaster Albus Dumbledore sir?"

"Inform Professor Snape that I have need of his expertise. He is to come immediately."

"Yes sir, Headmaster Albus Dumbledore sir." The elf vanished with another deep bow, leaving the Headmaster at his desk, his eyes once again twinkling. Severus was far more experienced in some of the more... shady arts than he, as loathe as he was to admit it. Even if he claimed to have left the Dark magics in his past, he could hardly refuse a request from his benefactor. Not if he wanted to stay out of Azkaban. And if anyone could find the missing Savior, it would be him.