I guess you might be wondering what in hells name was going on in this girl's mind when she made this story. There were a lot of Duos, Heeros, and Harrys in it. Mind you they weren't very quiet what with Heero's I will kill you, Duo's That's me in a nutshell, and Harry's spells.

Anywhoo, please read this story even if it doesn't appeal to you it might pick your interest.

Disclaimer: I don't own it, You don't own it, Together we WISH we owned. Gundam Wing is Bandai Ent. and Harry Potter is Rowlings.

Harry woke up to another ordinary summer day. Save that this day was the day he would receive a letter from Hogwarts, the school of Witchcraft and Wizardry, not only this but it was also his 15 birthday.

You see Harry is no ordinary boy. Five years ago today, Harry found out that he was a wizard who seemed to have defeated Voldemort, the dark lord who had plagued the wizard and muggle world. That year he had also been able to prolong Voldemort's return.

In his second year at Hogwarts, he had stopped Tom Marvolo Riddle's shadow from killing all the muggle-born witches and wizards. Harry, Ron, and Hermione had found out that Tom Marvolo Riddle was the real name of Lord Voldemort.

Harry's third year at Hogwarts had been most eventful. Harry had found out that he wasn't alone after all. He had a god father by the name of Sirius Black who had been wrongfully accused for Peter Pettigrew's death and for helping Voldemort kill Harry's parents.

Harry's fourth year had been the most terrible of them all. He had, unwillingly, helped Voldemort return. He had also watched as Cedric Diggory was killed in front of him. Everything had gone down hill from there.

He was now living in fear of having Voldemort waltz up his steps and ring the door bell.

'So what let him come!' he heard his subconscious say.

'That's right!' his mind thought, 'If we destroyed him once, we can do it again. And this time forever!'

Knock! Knock! Knock

"Are you awake in there yet?!" Harry heard his Aunt Petunia say. But to make his life hell, he lived with his Aunt Petunia and his Uncle Vernon and there son Dudley, who was Harry's age. Harry's parents had been killed by Lord Voldemort.

Harry groaned, 'I had to remember.' He covered his head with his pillow.

KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK

"Harry did you hear me? I said get up!" Aunt Petunia huffed and walked away.

Harry uncovered his head and got out of bed. He stepped in front of the mirror to see a slightly muscular boy of fifteen. His sparkling green eyes were bright underneath his disheveled hair.

He looked towards the place where Hedwig's cage stood empty. She hadn't returned from her midnight flight. It could only mean one thing, she would return with a letter in tow. He walked over and opened the window in case she returned while he was being harrassed by his relatives.

He got dressed and walked out of his room to see the Dursely's in a rush. They had planned a vacation and had excluded Harry from it. They had reluctantly allowed him to stay and house sit. He had to be present in order to see the Durselys off. He walked down the stairs and found Uncle Vernon at the foot of the steps.

"All right boy, you got what you wanted. I better not find this house gone when we return." Vernon said. His eyes squinted, "I don't want you inviting any of your . . . friends, either." He said before he pushed by Harry to see if his family was ready.

Harry stared ahead and walked into the living room to find camping equipment strewn about every where. He sighed and began to pick everything up and take it out to the van that the Durselys had rented.

He stacked every bit of gear next to the van and then sat down in the living room. The Dursely's came down the stairs dragging their luggage. Aunt Petunia and Vernon set down their luggage down and turned to the boy.

"We weren't too sure and we're still not sure it's a good idea to leave you here by yourself. But Mrs. Figg isn't around anymore so you will have to fend for yourself." Aunt Petunia squeaked out.

"Here, boy," uncle Vernon said while putting his hand out. Harry reached out and felt something drop into his hands. "And don't waste it on just anything. You'll need it for the two weeks we're at Dudley's weight camp. Now you'd better be good and I'd better find this house whole and here, or else you won't like what will come to you boy." Uncle Vernon finished off.

Harry took a deep breath in. He was about to do something he would regret and he knew it. "I promise that I'll behave myself while you are away. I won't talk to anyone or bring anyone over. The house will be spotless and in one piece when you return." Harry said in a monotone voice.

"Humph. That's right boy or else you know what will happen to you if something goes wrong with this house." Vernon picked up his luggage and went outside. Dudley sneered at his cousin and then began to whine about why he had to go and why couldn't he stay with Harry.

Harry walked out after the Dursely's as they went over to their vehicle. He watched them get into the van and then drive away. He gave a whoop of laughter and jumped up into the air.

He ran into the house and jumped onto the couch.

"Finally!" He shouted. He laid himself out on the couch and turned on the tube. Nothing much was on but now that the Durseley's were gone he could watch whatever he wanted. He flipped through the channels before finding a program that semi caught his interest.

Harry slowly woke up. His stomach growled loudly. He stretched and slowly made his way to the kitchen. He opened up only to find it half empty. He got out whatever he could find and made a nice sandwich. He heard a screeching sound and ran upstairs thinking, Hedwig!

Hedwig sat on his bed with a parcel tied to her legs. He untied the parcel and unwrapped it. It held a large meat pie for Harry. It also contained a letter with familiar handwriting.

Dear Harry,

How's it going? We're all fine over here! Mom asked Prof. Dumbledore if he would let you come expect to see us soon. Happy Birthday!

Ron

Oh and by the way the family says hi.

Harry set down the letter and took the meat pie to the kitchen where he placed it in the fridge. He went back upstairs. He petted Hedwig lovingly and placed her in her cage. He then began his letter to Ron:

Dear Ron,

Everything is fine here. I was left alone by the Dursely's. I hope you are able to come soon. Tell everyone hi for me and I will expect to see them soon.

Harry

He set the letter on his desk and decided to let Hedwig take it tomorrow. He sat himself down at his desk and proceeded to begin his homework assignment fo Proffesor Snape. He got half way through before he decided to stop the impossible task and continue it on the morrow. He stretched his cramped muscles and laid himself out on his bed. He was asleep before his head hit the pillow.

The next morning dawned bright and early. Harry sat at the kitchen table finishing part of the meat pie and downing his glass of water. The Dursely's had taken almost everything out of the fridge. He sighed and went back to his room, where he made himself look half decent. He grabbed the keys the Dursely's had left him and headed out the door.

Harry stopped right outside on the side walk. He had never been out of the house unless the Dursely's took him out. (This was rarely.) He decided not to use wizard conveniences and take the muggles way, walking.

He looked around and spotted the park across the street. He vaguely remembered Dudley saying something about the supermarket not far from there. He took off and went into the park. He followed the straightest path possible.

While he was walking through, Harry had noticed a small duck pond situated in the middle of the park. Near it was a bench where a boy about his age with messy brown hair sat typing furiously away on his laptop.

Harry ignored him, admired the pond, and kept going. He got out of the park and was at a street curb where the traffic was pretty thick. While Harry waited for the light signal to change, another boy his age stepped up right next to him. He had brown hair that fell over one eye.

Harry ignored him and walked on as the light changed and he walked across the street. Harry neared a small outside café and could smell the wonderful smells wafting out of it. At the peripheral of his vision he saw a boy in black with long braided brown hair scarfing down some food.

Harry's stomach grumbled and he told himself he would come by later and walked off. He came to another stop light and found himself in the midst of a Chinese tour group viewing England. One of the group was dressed differently from the rest. He had black hair and wore white clothing. The light signal changed and the tour took a left while Harry kept going straight.

Harry didn't know why he kept going straight but he soon found out. About half way between the block there was a grocery store. Only two blocks awayhe thought, making note of that.

The building was apart from the rest that lined the street. It held a small parking lot that Harry crossed. The store looked small in width but was undoubtably long in length. He grabbed a shopping cart, walked in, and began to shop for himself.

He roamed the isles putting in the food he would need and some that he would like to have. He stopped in the juice isle and found the only Orange Juice can left. He reached out for it and came in contact with a small white hand.

"Oh excuse me," came a slightly accented voice. Harry looked to the source of the voice and found a blonde hair aquamarine eyed boy standing there. The boy blinked, his eyes rapidly going to Harry's forehead and back.

"The boy who lived. . ." He whispered. Harry blinked at him in surprise.

"I beg your pardon?" Harry asked the boy.

The boy smiled, "I'm sorry. I don't mean to frighten you. My name is Quatre Raberba Winner and you must be Harry Potter."

Harry's eyes narrowed and he got on the defensive, "Yeah, that's me. Are you a wizard?"

The blonde boy gently smiled and nodded, "I've just recently transferred to Hogwarts."

Harry blinked, slightly confused. "Transferred? You can transfer?"

Quatre just smiled, "I'll see you around, Harry," and walked off.

Harry stared after the blonde boy's retreating back and shook his head. He hadn't expected a wizard to be shopping in a muggle store but he shrugged and told himself he would probably never see the boy again despite him saying he was to go to Hogwarts. Harry continued to procure some food items but was soon found making his way to the check- out line. He looked down at the shopping bags he carried. They were filled to the brim with food and it would have to last him at least a week. He walked out and returned to the Durseley's house forgetting to stop by the café.

Somewhere else and sometime later:

"Damn it, Quatre! You nearly jeopardized the mission!" a brown haired boy fumed pacing in front of Quatre.

"How was I supposed to know he would be shopping at the same store!?" Quatre said hotly and stared defiantly at the Prussian blue eyes staring at him.

"Hey Heero-man chill out! It's okay as long as he didn't reveal anything." A long haired boy with blue eyes said as he walked forward. "And besides, how was Quatre supposed to know he would be there? If it weren't for him, we'd be starving!"

"No thanks to you, you braided baka!" a shadowed boy said. The long haired boy turned to him and glowered.

"Alright guys. We have our mission. He did see all of us even though he didn't acknowledge us." Another boy said. He detached himself from the shadows and stepped forward. "Let's just keep an eye on Harry until he gets here."

The others agreed and the bickering stopped.

Harry sat back on his heels. that's about all of themhe thought and crumbled the bags. He took out the rest of the meat pie, served himself some pop, and sat down to eat comfortably.

After finishing his lunch, Harry walked up to his room. He saw that Hedwig was awake and began to tie his letter to Ron onto her leg. He took her to his window.

"This has to get to him soon, Hedwig, and I'm counting on you. I don't want to be in this house on my own for very long." She pecked his hand affectionately and flapped away.

Hedwig disappeared into a bloodred sunset which Harry thought odd. He watched the sun go down the horizon but the blood color lingered for a while longer. He sighed and then stiffled a yawn. He went over to his bed and lay down, where we would soon find him fast asleep with nightmares to come.
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