Future Help

A HP/GW crossover

Warnings: Slash/Yaoi, cussing, violence, possible lime/lemon

Pairings: eventual DM/HP, 1X2, 3X4, RW/HG, RL/??, ??/SB, JP/LP

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or anything connected with it; don't sue!

Notes: Text typed as this, in bold and italics, is Japanese. As I cannot speak it, just pretend that when you read something in bold italics, the pilots are speaking in Japanese.

A/N: Also, this does take place after book five, but in it, Lucius Malfoy gets carted off to Azkaban. He doesn't for the sake of my story, all right? Otherwise, OotP happens exactly as Rowling wrote it. Also, after this chapter, the chapters will be coming slower. I don't have chapter four written yet. My muse is being difficult; I know what I want to do, I just have to figure out how to do it. Fun, huh?

Thanks to all who reviewed!!! I might not always be able to personally respond to each review, but I can now and I just want to say thanks beforehand!!

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QueenStrata: -=eyes widen=- Holy shit, that was a long review!! -=grins=- THANKS!! Okies…lesse…first, thanks for your review. Secondly, glad you liked the way I wrote Pansy. I figured Draco would need a fellow Slytherin, and she was just the one I chose. I'm trying to write her like I am Draco-still the whole-hearted Slytherin, just on the good side. You'll find out how she knows Japanese in chapter four, I promise. As for the pairings…well…it's a surprise, sorta. Remus, Sirius, Severus, and Lucius will be together, but I'm not telling in what combination. ^,^ It's a secret!! -=giggles=- And thanks for the info about the eagle owl-I don't know squat about owls, so I just went with the flow. Glad it worked out in the end thought (sorta)!! And I don't think I've actually stated that Ron and Hermione were together; I don't remember saying it, but they will be together. I'll go back and read my chapters and see if I did say they were already together; if they are, I'll explain it in chapter four as well!!! (and don't worry-I read OotP in 7 hours-I didn't move a muscle from the chair I sat in, unless it was to smoke) Also, you'll meet the original characters in this chapter-I just wanted to reassure the readers that they are not Mary Sue's-I don't really like those anyway. These characters will only be in the story for a few chapters. As for your guesses on Draco and Harry's descendant-well…I'll tell you this. You would have been a great Sherlock Holmes for your deductive reasoning!! -=grins=- But I'm still not going to tell you-although it might become obvious in this chapter!!!! Glad you're liking it so far!!! Enjoy!!!

Chapter Three

"Harry Potter! Dobby is happy to see Harry Potter again! Dobby has brought Harry Potter and friends' belongings here as the great Dumbly[1] asked!" Duo's eyes widened as he backed up against a wall.

"What the hell is that?!?!"

Both Harry and Ron burst out laughing as Draco smirked. Hermione and Pansy were staring at him for a few moments before shaking their heads. The other pilots were too busy staring at the short, elfish creature standing before them.

"That is Dobby, a house elf." Harry shook his head, wiping away tears of mirth as he did so.

"Dobby did work for my father, before Potter over there tricked him into setting Dobby free." Harry smirked as he looked over to the blonde. "The prat was bloody pissed when he got home that day." Draco sighed as he trudged over to one of the rooms. "Pansy, I'm going to take a shower. Use the time well." With that he shut the door and Pansy turned to the small house elf.

"Thanks for bringing up our things, Dobby. We'll let you know if we need anything else, ok?" Dobby nodded quickly.

"Yes, Mistress Parkinson." Dobby snapped his fingers and was gone. Taking a deep breath, Pansy motioned for the others to take a seat. Duo immediately grabbed Heero's hand and tugged the other boy in the direction of a loveseat. Ron, Hermione, and Harry sat down on a couch, Hermione sitting in between the two boys. Quatre smiled as he and Trowa sat down on another loveseat and Wufei took one of the chairs. Ignoring the other two chairs left, Pansy began pacing.

"Ok, I'm going to do as Draco said and use this time well. Yes, he knows what I'm about to do, its why he purposefully left the room. What I tell you, you are not to go speaking to him about. He doesn't want to hear about it, it's already on his mind enough."

Quatre's forehead creased as he interrupted her. "Does it have to deal with his father? Because I have a couple of questions about him."

Pansy nodded. "Yes, it does. First of all, let me tell you this. Draco and I grew up together, along with a couple other of our Slytherin housemates. Crabbe, Goyle, Zabini, Bulstrode. Millicent and I were the only two girls. Greg, Vincent, Blaise, and Draco were the only boys Millicent and I were allowed to hang out with growing up until we began attending Hogwarts. Believe it or not, with all six of us, only one of our parents were actually Death Eaters."

Wufei interrupted her. "Your parents' are Death Eaters?"

Pansy sighed and nodded. "Vincent Crabbe and Greg Goyle's fathers are one, Blaise Zabini's mother is one, Millicent Bulstrode's father is one, and my mother is one. As for Draco," she paused, taking in a deep breath before continuing, "his mother is the Death Eater. I know about what his father did in our second year to Ginny Weasley and at the Ministry of Magic just before school ended our fifth year. But know this: the Lucius you know now is not the Lucius I knew growing up." Pansy took a deep breath again. "He's been under the Imperious Curse for some time now, and Narcissa Malfoy, his wife," Pansy said the word as if it was a disease, "is the one who cast it on him."

Duo spoke up. "What the hell is the Imperious Curse?"

Harry had paled upon its mention, and he now spoke as if he was detached from the world. "It's an Unforgivable Curse. There's three. There's the Imperious Curse, which lets the caster have complete control over the one they cast it on. There's the Crucio Curse, which causes the one it is cast upon to experience the most horrible pain they can even conceive. The third is the Killing Curse." He paused, staring into the flames of the fireplace. "When cast, it instantly kills the one it is cast upon."

Quatre looked at the Boy-Who-Lived for a moment before asking him, "Which ones have you had cast on you, Harry?"

The response was immediate and quiet. "All of them." Ron reached over and placed a hand on his best friend's shoulder while Hermione stood from the couch and hugged him. Harry pushed them away after a few moments and began staring at the fire again, well aware of the looks the pilots were giving him. "In our fourth year, a man named Alastor Moody was supposed to be our Defense Against the Dark Arts professor. But he was kidnapped and a Death Eater took a Polyjuice potion. The potion can make you change into someone else, physically. The imposter entered my name for a tournament that we were having that year. When he began teaching us about the Unforgivable Curses, he performed the Imperious Curse on us so that we would supposedly know what to look for and learn how to fight it. I was the only one able to fight it." Hermione conjured up a glass of water and handed it to Harry, smiling faintly as he nodded his thanks and took a sip. Pansy took one of the last chairs. Draco had entered the room behind them all, and leaned against the bathroom doorframe, not ready to let the others know he was there. The pilots, however, had heard him the instant he entered and ignored him for the moment, instead listening to Harry. "During the last part of the tournament, another student and I got transported to a graveyard. Cedric was…" Harry paused, his throat tightening and his voice threatening to give out. He took another sip of water before continuing. "A man called Wormtail, otherwise known as Peter Pettigrew, killed Cedric before doing a ritual that brought Voldemort back. I had to duel him. He cast the Crucio Curse on me. I barely got away." He stopped and stared into the flames, watching them dance and create odd shapes on the walls.

"You said you had all three Curses cast on you. If that is true, then you had the Killing Curse cast on you as well." Heero spoke, making his question seem more like a statement.

Harry nodded as his eyes went hard. "When Voldemort killed my parents, it was because he was there to kill me. Just me. My father died trying to give my mother time to get away with me. My mother died, giving her life for mine. When Voldemort went to use the Killing Curse on me, something happened. It seemed that when my mother sacrificed herself for me, doing so caused an ancient magic to work itself on me. Voldemort couldn't touch me or kill me. He cast the Killing Curse on me, but it rebounded off of me back to him, debilitating him and causing him to have to go around without a body of his own up until our fourth year. That curse is the reason I have this scar on my forehead."

Pansy smiled sadly at him. "I'm sorry, Harry. None of us really knew what truly happened. I didn't until Dumbledore came to me."

Harry shook his head. "Forget it. That's why we're here now." He smiled ruefully. "Maybe now we can be the friends we probably would have been to begin with."

Draco took that as his cue to let his presence be known. "What on earth do you mean by that, Potter?" He smirked, the expression oddly familiar, yet not, on his features. Normally it would have been malicious, but right then, at that moment, it wasn't. It was just a smirk. A plain smirk. "Do you mean the friends we would have been had you not turned down my offer of friendship?"

Harry smirked back before leaning back against the couch. "Oddly enough, no, I don't mean that. What I'm talking about, no one but Dumbledore knows, not even Ron and Hermione."

Ron turned to him, his jaw open, as Hermione bounded back up from her place on the floor where she had sat after hugging Harry. "Harry, what didn't you tell us?" The tone in her voice was simply filled with curiosity and nothing more.

Harry smirked again. "I was supposed to be sorted into Slytherin."

Four jaws dropped to the floor in unison: Hermione and Ron's eyes wide in disbelief while both Draco and Pansy immediately snapped their mouths shut and began appraising Harry with their eyes. The pilots simply stared at him for a few minutes, appraising the young man before them. Duo finally busted out laughing as Quatre smiled, Trowa cracked a ghost of a grin, and Wufei and Heero simply raised an eyebrow, demanding an explanation.

Harry smiled as he drained his water. "The Sorting Hat wanted to put me in Slytherin. But at the time, I had only just met Ron, and he had mentioned how tons of Death Eaters had come from Slytherin. Plus the fact that Draco over there had been sorted into Slytherin, and after my second meeting with him, I didn't want to be in the same house as him."

Draco snorted. "Wasn't my bloody fault. Can't help the way that bloody woman raised me to believe."

Ron looked at Harry confused. "Second meeting?"

Harry laughed. "I don't think I ever told anyone that either. The first time I met Draco was at Madam Malkin's."

Draco smirked from where he stood. "I remember that. You were there with the half-giant, weren't you?" Harry nodded as Duo perked up.

"A half-giant? You have real giants?"

Hermione smiled and nodded. "Oh yes. Unicorns, giants, trolls, werewolves, phoenixes, banshees, all those sorts of things are actually real."

Harry grinned. "Dumbledore told you before that Moony was a werewolf."

Duo looked up at him, a puzzled expression on his face. "Moony?"

Harry shook his head. "Remus Lupin. Moony is his nickname from when-when he, Sirius, my father, and that rat were all friends here at Hogwarts." Harry sighed. "Moony was his nickname because of him being a werewolf. Pettigrew's was Wormtail since his animagus form was a rat." The disgust in his tone didn't escape the other occupants in the room. "My father was called Prongs because he turned into a stag. Sirius was known as Padfoot; he turned into a dog."

Draco snapped his head from where he was looking into the fire towards Harry. "That was the dog that jumped up on you on platform 9 ¾, wasn't it?"

Harry smiled sadly. "Yeah. After you came into our compartment after we left and mentioned something about 'dogging', Hermione, Ron, and I were scared that you knew it had been Sirius and that it wouldn't be a good thing if you had."

Quatre smiled at him. "You miss him, don't you?" Harry nodded once. Quatre simply nodded his head. "We'll do what we can to get him back, ok?" Harry smiled his gratitude to the pilots as they all nodded that they would help him. Before anyone could say anything else, Duo bounded up from the loveseat he and Heero shared, whipping out his wand.

"Ok, I don't know about ya'll, but I'm wanting to see what that old creepy guy Olivander meant when he handed us our wands." The other pilots stood as well, each pulling out their wand and studying them. Pansy stood, a look of confusion on her face.

Draco saw her look and grinned. "Olivander said something odd about their wands."

Pansy raised an eyebrow at the blonde. "You mean odder than what he usually says?" Draco simply nodded before turning to the five pilots.

"We should go somewhere where there will be more room. I remember that crazy old coot mentioning something about a dragon."

Harry's eyes went from Hermione to Ron and back before he smiled and nodded. "I think I know just the place to go."

Hermione smiled brightly. "Absolutely brilliant, Harry!" She turned to the others and nodded her head in the direction of the door. "Come one, we'll go to the Room of Requirement."

A short walk later, the group stopped in the middle of a seemingly random hallway. Before their eyes, a door shimmered into existence. Harry turned to the others, speaking to them. "Ok, everyone just concentrate on needing an extremely large room, large enough to fit a dragon, along with somewhere to sit for us all." That said, he turned and opened the door, walking through it into the room. They all followed him, those who hadn't ever been in the room before amazed at the sheer size of it.

"Damn, we could've used places like this back in the war," Duo said, a sad look in his eyes.

Quatre nodded. "Yes, it would have been handy. What does this room do, exactly, Harry?"

Harry grinned. "The Room of Requirement will supply you with whatever you need. We needed a large space, so it gave us an extremely large room."

Hermione nodded, taking a look around the room. "It's bigger than the Great Hall."

Ron turned to the pilots. "All right, then. Let's see it. Do whatever Olivander said to do."

The five looked to each other, taking their wands out. Without knowing why, the five pilots each began a strange chant, not aware the other four were speaking the exact same words.

"Sedika Motka, Ikia Heida Lokia.[2]" They all paused, then whispered the words again, this time, each added one of the words Olivander had spoken to them. At the end of the word Lokia, Heero added "Kekare," Duo "Kekere," Quatre "Tara," Trowa "Sara", and Wufei "Dragontis." The effect was immediate.

In a swirl of mist, its color ranging and changing between many, reds, blues, purples, blacks, grays, whites, yellows, greens, and oranges. What seemed like hours later, but was more than likely only seconds, five figures of varying sizes could be seen in the mist as it receded. When it was all gone, several gasps could be heard from the group as they stared at the newcomers in the room.

Most noticeable was the large, incredibly large, Chinese Fireball dragon that sat on its haunches, flapping it's wings a few times before settling them on it's back. The dragon's hide was a mixture of red, gold, and silver, it's eyes pure black. It's wings, from what had been seen of them, were of an impressive wingspan, at least fifteen feet in width, each.

To the dragon's left stood two females with beautiful wings. The two were obviously the angels, though their wings were not the pristine white in fables of old. Yes, they were a shimmering white, but they also had splotches of bright red on them, reminding one of blood splatter. One of the angel's and short, choppy, spiked dirty blonde hair. Her ice blue eyes scanned the room before settling on the group in front of her. The other had deep, dark purple hair that, if let down, would probably go to her lower back. As it was, her amethyst locks were pulled up into a graceful ponytail, keeping the locks out of her hazel eyes.

To the left of them, reclined in Ancient Egyptian style couches, were a male and a female. The male stood quickly, his long black hair pulled back into a low tail, his duel-colored eyes taking in his surroundings as his gray angel-like wings wrapped around him. A gray tail twitched behind him in annoyance. The female stood slowly, her curly black hair reaching to her midback, her eyes also duel-colored, but whereas the male's left was purple and right was silver, her right was purple and left silver. Her wings differed from the others in that they weren't on her back. The metallic blue feathers seemed to come out of her arms, creating the look of a cloak wrapped around her until she spread her arms to use her wings to fly. Behind her, a black tail flipped in curiosity as her cat ears twitched. She turned to the ones that had appeared with her, smiling, small fangs appearing.

"Da and Ma send their regards to the lot of you and wish to know why none of you have been visiting."

The blonde angel smirked. "We've been…busy."

The female sphinx snorted. "Busy my arse." She turned to the stunned students, her smirk back in place. "Lesse." She walked straight to Heero, staring at him intently, before turning to the others. "His wand's the one connected to me." The large dragon stared at her for a moment before lowering his head to Wufei, nuzzling him for a moment.

"He has dragon blood in him, as does the young blonde one over there." It's voice rumbled throughout the room as it nodded over towards Draco.

The purple-haired angel bounded over towards Quatre, smiling goofily. "Hey! I'm Tara, and your wand has my hair in it!" Quatre smiled at the bouncy girl.

"I'm Quatre Winner." He paused, staring at her wings. "You're a real angel?"

The other angel nodded. "Yes, we are. We're the first Death Angels ever created. Of course, it was found that we had a slight-drawback, we'll say-so we were destroyed." She smirked deviously. "Of course, we found a loophole and came back. The name's Sara."

The female sphinx grinned. "I'm Kekare, by the way, and that over there is my twin, Kekere." The male half-sphinx, half-angel grinned in greeting Kekare pointed towards the large dragon. "That is Dragontis. Ignore how stuffy he gets every now and then, I'll annoy the hell out of him if he starts being all iffy." The girl grinned.

Sara stared hard at the humans before her. "Harry James Potter, Draco Lucius Malfoy, Hermione Louise Granger[3], Ronald Stephen Weasley[4], Pansy Nichole Parkinson[5], Heero Yuy-real name Kokuei Tomoe, Duo Maxwell-real name James Thomas Malfoy-, Trowa Barton-real name Triton Bloom-," she ignored the three teen's shocked looks for the brief moment it was on their faces and the looks Duo and Draco exchanged, and simply continued, "Quatre Rebarba Winner, and Wufei Chang." The angel waved a hand and the ten found themselves seated, rather quickly. Harry and Draco shared a seat, as did Heero and Duo, Quatre and Trowa, Hermione and Ron, and Pansy and Wufei. Kekare and Kekere took their seats on their Egyptian couches while the two angel conjured up seats for themselves. After everyone was seated, the blonde angel began speaking again. "We know why we've been called here. We've been watching your world for some time now."

Hermione immediately spoke up. "What do you mean 'your world'?"

Kekare smiled. "This is your world. We come from somewhere completely different. Technically, none of us are allowed in the realms of Heaven or Hell, though we go to both places quite frequently."

Ron's face creased in puzzlement as he spoke. "Why the bloody hell would you want to go to hell?"

Kekere stared at him for a moment before answering. "Do you know anything about Egyptian mythology?" The redhead shook his head while Hermione immediately piped up.

"I read up on it after I heard about Ron and his family going there a few years ago."

Kekere turned his gaze to her. "Do you remember who their God of the Underworld was?"

"Anubis, if I remember correctly."

Kekare took up from there. "Do you know anything at all about Egyptian Gods and Goddesses family lines?" Everyone shook their head in the negative. "Well good, because if you had, we'd've told you to throw it all away. What the humans have written in many texts is not true. For example, you won't find my twin or myself in any texts you look in. You will find mentions of the sphinx, mind you, but nothing too revealing. Da and Ma made sure to keep us out of view of the mortals, for many reasons better left to be discussed later. Da has two brothers, the Sky God Horus and the God of the Underworld Anubis. We frequently go to the Underworld to visit our Uncle Anubis." The students nodded once, accepting the explanation.

Sara continued. "As I was saying, all five of us have watched your world, though from different places. We know what's going on. And we can help."

"How can you help?" Sara's gaze went straight to the boy with the legendary scar.

"The five of us can train the ten of you for any type of battle, be it physical, mental, or magical, and with both wand and wandless magic. It won't be easy, we can tell you that right now."

The two sphinxes snorted. Kekare turned to the ten students, a wry grin on her face. "Believe her. It will be the most difficult thing any of you will ever do. The three of them trained Kekere and I after we became of age." Kekere saw their looks at that before picking up where his twin left off.

"Don't let our appearances fool you. Kekare and myself are over 600 years old, Dragontis is at least 1000, and Sara and Tara were created not long before the Earth was." Several eyes went wide at that.

Draco's eyes went from wide to appraising in mere seconds. "Why you five? Why are you five here now?"

Tara's eyes went from happy looking to pained and angered. "We would have been here to help sooner, but were restrained by our work. The only way we could come without our work getting in the way was if the wands connected to us finally chose wizards or witches that could call us."

"What exactly is your line of work?" Pansy's voice filtered through the silence.

Dragontis shifted suddenly, his wings unfolding and flapping once before resettling. "The angels, sphinxes, and I are part of a group, a Clan. When a threat that mere wizards cannot handle comes to light, we and the other members of our Clan are sent out to destroy it. All in our Clan revel in the battle, glory in the rush the fight makes us feel, love the intoxication that the fight gives us. We love fighting, would do anything to fight any battle, so long as we deemed it worth our time. All of us can kill without mercy, unless it is an innocent. Innocents are the only ones we can't kill, even if we wanted to."

Hermione's voice rang out next. "How many other members of your Clan are there? What kinds of beings are there in your Clan? What is your Clan called? How were you created? How was the Clan created? How were you chosen for your Clan?"

Kekare and Tara laughed at the girl's inquisitiveness. The duel-eyed sphinx turned to the purple-haired angel, giggling slightly. "Sounds just like I did when I first began to talk, doesn't it?"

Tara nodded once. "Yeah. You were such a fat little thing when you were younger, but quite the curious cat you were born to be." Kekare blushed slightly, but still grinned as they both turned back to the students.

Sara sighed. "Ok. Let's take your questions on at a time." She paused, shaking her head and mumbling, "This will be a long night." Hermione nodded and asked her first question again.

"How many other members are there in your Clan?"

Kekere closed his eyes as he began counting. "There's the five of us, Ash, Yuki, Donovan, Garrire, Josta, Zayain, both Draven's, Diabla Angelic, Spyder, Angelic, Faye Angelic, Dragalis, the two betrayers," he stopped, shaking his head. "There's too many to count. Say that there's at least thirty of us. I know I only named just over half what I say there to be, but trust me, it'll take to long to think and name each one of us."

Hermione nodded and asked her next question. "I can see that there are angels, dragons, and sphinxes in your Clan. What else is there?"

Tara answered her question this time. "We also have a few Divine Demons in our Clan. A Divine Demon is a demon who has left the shadows and joined us." She paused, her brow wrinkled in thought. "We have one or two fairies in our midst, a half-angel who is a priest in his own religion, and an archangel. There's also a vampire with us. Mostly it's different types of angels. There are other species in our Clan, but we cannot go into great detail about them."

Hermione nodded, but Draco asked her next question. "How was your Clan created and what is it called?"

Dragontis lowered his head to look them all in the eyes as he spoke. "We were originally called the Flock. But the Council, a group of powerful beings that were our so called bosses, decided to split us up. Those who didn't revel in the fight and preferred healing were sent to be in the Life Clan. Those who loved the fight better than healing were put in the Death Clan. Sara and Tara are both exceptional healers, but as they are slightly psychotic and love to fight, they chose to be in the Death Clan. It was the same for Kekare and Kekere, plus as said before, we trained them and they didn't want to be separated from us." This he said with a pointed look at the twins, who just grinned innocently. "We were all approached with the idea by the Council, a group of extremely powerful beings. We all agreed, since if we were in the Death Clan, we would have no one to answer to except the Council. Of course, recently we took over the Council because it made several rash decisions that we did not like. We now answer to only ourselves and the few original Council members that we approved of."

Duo grinned wickedly. "A coup de ta?"

Sara's smirk matched his. "Yes. I am the leader of our little Clan, and I did not appreciate some of the things that were happening to us. So, I intervened." She shrugged. "It happens."

Hermione nodded, though she looked a bit pale at the thought of the five before her being vicious enough to take down a Council that they spoke of being as extremely powerful, but still asked her next question. "How were you chosen to be part of the Clan?"

Sara nodded towards her. "Excellent question. The Council gathered and took a look at our, for the lack of a better word, profiles. Though at the time, Tara and I were running amuck and causing much chaos, they knew it was only because of how we had been treated, which is also another story for another day. They also knew that Tara and I were two of the three most powerful Death Angels ever, the third being our so called-brother, who also joined the Clan. Each member of the Death Clan has a difficult past, and has suffered in some way. Our suffering is what causes us to be so…aggressive on the battlefield." She smirked slightly. "We are all highly prized fighters, warriors, protectors. This world would have ended a long time ago if it weren't for us."

"How were you all created?"

Kekare sighed at the curious girl. "Curious as a kitten, that one is." Hermione blushed. "But that's quite all right, if anyone understands, it would be me. Truth is, I had the same questions when I was but a kitten. God, or whatever you call the Supreme Being, created the angels before he created Earth. Tara and Sara were there when the Earth was born, and have told me the story many times. So were other angels in our Clan. Most of the angels in our Clan were created by Soulsmiths, something much like this world's blacksmiths, but instead of creating metal weapons, the Soulsmiths created brand new souls and gave them bodies. All but two in the Death Clan were created in such a way. Kekere and I were the ones that weren't. We were actually conceived and born. Ra and Bastet, our Da and Ma, had us about a hundred years after the Death Clan was formed. The Council saw right away that my twin and I would be valuable to them. Sara, Tara, Dragontis, and two betrayers came to us frequently to train Kekere and I. After we reached a certain age, we had to pass a test set up by the Council and other Clan members to be sure that we were indeed strong enough. As you can tell, we were."

Harry stared at them for a moment. "How are you going to help us?"

Sara smirked. "Easy. We're going to teach you to fight physically, magically, and mentally. We're also going to point you down the correct path to bring young Sirius Black back to you and how to break the Curse on Lucius Malfoy."

Draco's eyes widened momentarily before he glared at the magical beings before him. "How-"

Tara shook her head, interrupting him. "We know a lot, young Malfoy. It will be the five wands that we are a part of that will free your father. It will be the wands we are a part of with the addition of Mr. Potter's and yours that will bring Sirius Black back. It will be Potter's and your wands that will destroy Voldemort for good, after the wands we are a part of have weakened him to the point of exhaustion."

Dragontis nodded his scaly head in agreement. "Starting next week, four nights a week the ten of you will meet here to train with us. We won't have to be summoned again; we'll already be here. You will be separated into four groups. I will teach one group to defend themselves mentally-"

Sara stood. "I will teach one to fight with wandless magic."

Tara stood beside Sara. "I'll teach the third to fight with wand magic."

Kekere and Kekare stood together as Kekare spoke. "Kekere and I will teach the last group the physical part."

"We'll rotate who has which group, so that each group will have each part once a week," Kekere added.

Sara stared at the group, a thoughtful expression on her face before she spoke. "You'll have to free Lucius Malfoy before you bring back Sirius Black. Potter, be prepared to learn things about your godfather and Lupin that you were never aware of. Dumbledore will tell you what you have to do to get Black back. Get him to explain it to you. You won't do anything to attempt to bring him back until right before school starts; if you do, you'll ruin any chance of the spell working."

"Why does my father have to be freed before we bring back Sirius?"

Dragontis stared at the young blonde teen for a moment before speaking. "Your father will be able to get the seven of you into the Ministry to do what you need to do. Also, you'll need him so that Mr. Potter will be able to collect a Wizard's debt he is owed by one Peter Pettigrew."

Harry's eyes widened. "While we bring Sirius back, Mr. Malfoy will be taking Wormtail to the Ministry to prove my godfather's innocence."

Tara grinned and winked at the young man. "Got it in the first shot."

"There's several things that needs to be done before all this occurs." Everyone turned to Kekere. "The ten of you need to get along. The Gundam Pilots won't have any trouble getting along with anyone; it'll be everyone else getting along with them," he finished with a small smirk. "Plus, the three Gryfindors and the two Slytherins are going to have to learn how to coexist." Said students turned to look at each other, a small frown marring all five's faces.

Kekare stood up, stretching and yawning. "Well, that's it for now." She turned to the ten teens and bowed, smirking. "We'll see you Monday. You have until then to be able to get along with each other." With that, the two angels, dragon, sphinx, and half sphinx-half angel stood, intending on leaving before Duo spoke up.

"What did you mean by 'real name James Thomas Malfoy'?" The blonde angel stared at him for a long moment before answering.

"All will be revealed in time. I'm sorry I can't say anything more, but one simple thing needs to occur before I say anything. After it does, I promise will we explain about your real names and family, although I know Mr. Barton is in contact with his sister, though neither realize they were blood related." With that, the group disappeared.

TBC

[1] I borrowed this from Stormy1X2: hope you don't mind babe!! I just thought it was cute how you had Dobby call Dumbledore "Dumbly"…that and I couldn't remember what Dobby called him exactly -=sweat drop=-

[2] Sounds like a bunch of nonsense, doesn't it? Ignore it, it's my ramblings!! ^,^ -=snickers=-

[3] Anyone know Hermione's real middle name? If not, I'm sticking with that.

[4] Same as number three…I have no clue what his middle name is either…

[5] Same as number four….I have no idea what Pansy's middle name is as well.. ,