Disclaimer: I don't own anything in this fic but the plotline! Everything's either from Harry Potter or Gundam Wing. I love both series this is just my way of showing my appreciation.
Warning: Angst-like fluff! Will be dark, but as soft as Charmin. Rated PG-13 maybe R, but no lemons anytime soon, 'specially as I'm pretty sure I'd suck at those. ^__^ Yaoi, so most couples I deal with will be boy/boy, with a few exceptions; personally I think Wufie and the Wyrfern would be cute j/j.
Notes: This is not Harry Potter!! It is much closer to the story of Gundam Wing. Including some histories as will be revealed here ;p Also incase you haven't noticed I'm pretty sure this whole series will be from Duo's view point, but there might be some Heero viewpoints soon.
Thoughts in italics
Speech in "quotes"
Inhuman speech is in [brackets]
Duo Maxwell: The Boy who Lived;
Chapter 3: Lunch Today is Shepard's Pie With a Side of Plot
By: GhostJ
Eating at Hogwarts is always wonderful; from the huge doomed room, with the constantly changing ceiling, to the long trestle tables. It's always an experience. Especially, when it's completely full and you've got your friends around you. Quatre is sitting on my right, digging into the Shepard's pie while his sisters are sitting in front of us. Releena hasn't showed up yet, but that's not too unusual she's probably demonstrating something for a teacher. Since I'd spent much of my life till now as an orphan or street rat the idea of never going hungry is still something I'm coming to terms with.
"Duo, leave some for the rest of us!" The blonde girl in front of me says.
"Yah, if you keep eating like that you'll be too big for your broomstick." Comes the answering jab from her identical twin.
I hate Quatre's sisters, I'm glad that there are only three of the blond haired devils left. I'd die and probably so would Quatre, if we had to deal with all twenty-nine of them. Sarah, the oldest here isn't so bad, she's a little strict but that's better than the twins: Jessie and Di. I swear they have only one brain between them and all it does is think up trouble, usually for Quatre and me. They do know a lot about the secret passages around here but not quite as much as I do. All of those years as a street rat made the tunnels easy to find and the ones I couldn't find on my own, well the real rats are willing to do anything for cheese.
I glare at them and they giggle.
Oh they aren't all bad, just mostly. They play Quidditch with me, beaters, and damned good ones at that. I'm pretty sure Quatre's jealous of them, poor guy. What with him being the sole male heir to his family's fortune, it's not surprising that his parents are a little over-protective. I smile to myself. His parents probably have heart attacks whenever they get missives from Hogwarts, what with all the trouble we've gotten into. With him as my best friend an' all he's usually around when one of Lord Trieze's minions shows up. Luckily enough, Trieze hasn't shown up yet. But I'm glad to have Quatre's support when people occasionally try to kill me.
"Yo, earth to Duo. This is Quatre." I blink and register Quatre's hand waving in front of my face.
"Hun? Sorry I was thinking."
"What thinking?!" Di snorts, sounding astonished. "We'd better mark this day off on the calendar!"
"What-cha thinking about Du? A girl? Or maybe a Queen?" Jessie asks, cocking her eyebrow.
How do they find out about that sort of thing so quickly?!
I stick my tongue out at them, and turn to Quatre who giving me an odd look. I look at him questioningly, but he shakes his head and looks away.
Now, what was that about?
I go back to eating, but notice that Quatre's still staring off into space.
And he complains about me.
I follow his eyes and begin to smirk.
"Yo, Trowa! There's space here."
Quatre turns to stare at me as Trowa nods and head towards our table.
Trowa is a sixth year student, in other words he's one year older than us. He's tall with brown hair that is perpetually covering one emerald eye. He's also athletic, very athletic. He's the captain of the Griffindor Quidditch team and rumor has it that he used to work in the circus before being accepted here.
Trowa sits down across from Quatre beside the demon siblings.
"Duo, Quatre." He says, ignoring Di and Jessie. Apparently he hasn't forgiven them for putting a stick spell on his broom. It's too bad they didn't do it, I did. And it was worth all the lost sleep spent learning that charm to see him walking around with a permanent woody.
"Hey, Trowa."
"Hello." Quatre whispers, not looking up.
Heh, he's blushing like a beet, that's twice today. Honestly, Trowa an'im would be the cutest couple here; too bad Trowa's courting Sarah.
"How were your classes this morning?" Trowa says trying to strike up a conversation with Quatre.
Sometimes I think he forgets who he's courting, Sarah or Quatre. Well, he could just be trying to get to know her baby bro, I guess.
Then I see the way he's looking at Quatre, completely absorbed in his recounting of Ms. Bloom's class; his eyes never leaving Quatre's face.
Man, is it getting hot in here? Or is it just Quatre and Trowa?
"A new student?" Trowa asks stunned.
"Yep." Quatre nods, looking happier than he has the whole morning. "Heero Yuy, pretty normal looking, but-"
"Not his eyes."
I blink and realize that I was talking. "Umm, I mean he's got freaky looking eyes."
"This coming from the purple-eyed wonder?" Jessie laughs.
"It's true," Quatre nods. "He's got really blue eyes, like ice. They match his personality; he's been really cold to the people who have approached him. He doesn't seem the sort of person who you'd expect to get into Griffindor."
"Yuy," Trowa musses. "Now where have I heard that before?" He sits quietly for a few moments. "Sorry, I can't seem to remember but I'm sure I've heard it mentioned before."
"Hmm, a new student..." Di mutters.
"Fresh blood." Jessie agrees.
"I'd be careful," I warn them. "Heero doesn't seem like the sort of person who'd let you play your games with him. I think it could be dangerous." Now where did that come from? I haven't even spoken to him, but his eyes...
"Come on, Duo. You're making it sound like he's some sort of psycho or murderer." Di laughs. "He'd never have gotten into Hogwarts, let alone Griffindor if he was as dangerous as you think or maybe you're afraid we'll hurt him?"
I feel my face getting hot; I must be as red as Quatre was. Now why am I blushing at that? Sure I've known for a while I'm gay, but Heero? I've barely met him. FUCKING BLUSH!!
"I tend to agree with Duo," Quatre states, pretending not to notice me being completely flaming for once. "You didn't see him, Di. Yes, I fully agree with Duo."
"As much as I'd like to agree with you, Quatre. I honestly can't believe that they would let anybody that dangerous into Hogwarts." Trowa smiles at Quatre, stopping his protest. I'm surprised Quatre didn't swallow his tongue from that one.
"How about Professor Marquise? I'd put him down as dangerous." Di states.
"But still it's very strange for them to let a new student in after the first year." Trowa continues. "I'll see what I can find out." And with that Trowa stands up, nods to Quatre and me and leaves.
"Never one to miss a chance to remind us what great friends he is with Professor Bloom, is he?" Jessie mutters. "It's almost as if they're related."
"Well, I think you're over reacting Quatre." Di assures us. "You're spending too much time with the purple-eyed-evil-bait. Careful or you might start to see werewolves hiding in the classrooms." Laughing she stands up and leaves with Jessie discussing pranks to pull on the Heero.
"Maybe, maybe we are over reacting." Quatre starts and stops.
"No, I don't think so." I finish for him. Even if I can figure out what's going on with /me/, Heero, Heero isn't good news. I'm sure of that.
Just then Chad, a fellow Griffindor walks over to us.
"Yo Chad what's up?" I ask.
"Have you guys seen Releena?" He asks, looking at his shoes. Feh, won't even look me in the eyes. I don't have to look for monsters, I see one everytime I look in the mirror. "She was supposed to help me with my levitation charms, but she never showed up."
"That is unusual for her," Quatre agrees, nodding. "Duo, why don't we go see if we can find her."
"Thanks." Chad says to Quatre and walks off.
"Maybe we're overreacting, eh?" I mutter to Quatre, who frowns.
"We shouldn't jump to conclusions, Duo. There's probably some innocent explanation for this." Quatre assures me.
"Fuck that, Quatre, I don't believe it and neither do you." I respond as we stand up and leave the dining hall.
Probably nothings happened and I don't need more trouble. Then why the Hell am I making it? Am I doing this because I want to help Releena?
Or because I want to see Heero again?
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