The Heir of House Black
AN: I make no profit from this. Harry Potter is owned by J.K. Rowling, Gundam Wing is owned by Sunrise.
39: The Strength of Family - Part 2
Quatre frowned, nodding and stood up. "I'll be in my study. Harry, when you're done I would appreciate it if you bring the stone to me." He left without another word.
Harry looked after him. "Is he going to be ok?"
Trowa nodded. "Yes. I think so. He needs to be alone. Duo, let's let Harry have his go with the stone."
Duo nodded, pulling it back out from his pocket and placed it on the table. They all stared at it a bit before Harry finally grabbed it. Nothing else happened. Not for several moments, not until Harry was racing around the table, headlong for an empty chair. He leapt, flew through the air and landed on the floor, the chair toppled over. Duo couldn't help but laugh. "Oh yea, you totally can't touch em."
Harry grumbled at Duo, before looking up at someone else and grumbling at them to.
"Hey pup" Sirius was grinning as he stood beside James and Lily. He waved, grinning over at Harry, laughing a bit as the boy hurled himself at Sirius, before he passed through the ghost and face-planted onto the floor. Both Sirius and James broke into peels of laughter before Lily smacked them both upside the head, kneeling down to comfort her child. She could only smile sweetly at him, as much as she wanted to, they could not touch.
Harry stared up at his mother. It was really her, not just another picture. She was smiling and her smile was like the sun lighting up the world just after a rainstorm. It filled him with joy. He stood up, wrapping his arms around her even though they couldn't touch he could imagine it, the feeling of his mother's loving hug.
Draco watched his boyfriend talking to the unseen ghosts. He turned to Duo. "So… it really works. Thisn't some tripe Gryffindor prank.
Duo nodded. "Yea, really works. You got someone you wanna talk to?"
"No."
"Awesome, cause I really wanna see Fei hold the stone."
Draco rolled his eyes. "As if that will do anything else."
Heero shrugged. "It might. If the stone affects him differently when it's in his vicinity, then it's entirely possible him holding the stone might amplify its powers.
At the mere idea that the stone would do anything else, Harry was rushing over to the professor and shoving the stone into his hands before Wu Fei could even think to protest. Immediately the room filled with ghosts. Harry and Draco both looked around at all the dead. Sirius Black seemed to be having the time of his unlife, cackling as he approached Draco. His laughing got even louder when he slapped the boy on the back. That, of course, prompted Harry to actually hug his godfather and then his parents, so Draco dealt with his insufferable cousin because the contact clearly made Harry happy.
Meanwhile, everyone else was staring staring at Treize Khushrenada. He grinned at the others. "I'm glad to see Zech's survived."
Heero nodded. "We almost thought he hadn't."
Duo nods. "Goes by Wind nowadays. Une has him under lock and key."
Treize chuckled a bit. "You will have to bring me up to speed, little dragon."
Wu Fei flushed furiously, then growled, then loosed several long curses at the ghost.
Duo and Draco both burst into laughter, before clamping shut at Wu Fei furious glare.
"Some other time, since you're obviously not going anywhere." He growled, because Changs didn't mumble or pout.
Treize turned to Draco and looked at him curious. "You must be a Malfoy. You look just like Abraxas."
Draco stared at him. "How does a bloody dead muggle know my grandfather?"
Treize smirked. "Actually, I'm a squib. My grandmother was a witch."
Draco snorted, going back to his training when it came to interacting with squibs. "Some no name witch then."
Treize shrugged. "I couldn't say." Though from the looks of things, he did in fact know.
"Treize is a descendant of the Prewetts." Heero rattled off.
Duo looked over at Heero and Fei "who're they? Someone important?" Clearly they were the way Draco looked like he'd been hit by a bludger.
Treize chuckled. "My maternal grandfather was Ignatius Prewett. I had a rather fiery 2nd cousin by the name of Molly."
Duo's head swivelled over to Wu Fei. "No way!"
Draco nodded. "Treize fucking Khushrenada is related to the Weasleys."
Suddenly all 4 of the pilots grabbed their chests, knees buckling as they all fell.
