Life without Living,

Breath without Life

Sorry this has taken so long to update... I've been very busy... sorry; I hope to update the next chapter sooner.

Disclaimer:

Sorry, forgot to put this in the first chapter. I don't own Gundam Wing or Harry Potter. There are a few of my own characters but most of them belong to either J.K Rowling, or the people who wrote Gundam Wing. I'm never quite sure who that is.

Warnings:

Rape, quite vivid, OOC ness, abuse – physical and mental, yaoi and ummm language, and of course a bastardised Relena.

Last Time: "Welcome to Gryffindor Mr. Yuy," said Dumbledore smiling in satisfaction.

The next day, after another night's sleep in the hospital wing, Heero was asked to go to Professor Dumbledore's office with Professor McGonagal and Wufei. At ten am sharp, Wufei took Heero there, where they met Professor McGonagal just entering. "Password's Cluttersome Candy" she said smiling, "just in case you ever need it."

Upon hearing the password, the statue moved slightly, revealing a doorway. The three of them entered, and came into the study of Professor Dumbledore. "Good Morning Heero, Minerva and Wufei" said the smiling old man, "how are you feeling today Mr. Yuy?" "Fine thank you sir," mumbled Heero. "Good good" Professor Dumbledore replied jovially. "Now, we're here to talk about you getting your school equipment Mr. Yuy, and some other clothes apart from your friends, which do appear to be slightly large on you." Continued Dumbledore, looking at Heero's attire, which consisted of a pair of Duo's jeans held up with a belt with several holes added on, but still overly baggy and giving the appearance of almost falling down, along with a t-shirt which was hidden by a black jumper of Wufei's. The jumper went right down, past Heero's arms, his whole body looked like a young child who had been caught dressing up in his father's clothes. "Now, normally we'd take you with Hagrid, our games keeper, but Professor McGonagal here thought it would be better if she took you along with your friends. Diagon alley, where you'll be taken is rather big you see. One last thing, the small matter of money..." Heero cheeks coloured slightly "I have none... sorry, no one wanted me, they didn't want me..." Heero's body started shaking slightly as he lost himself in his self-hating thoughts. "No one could stand me, they'd be hurt..." "Heero!!! Heero!!! Snap out of it!" interrupted Wufei, unable to hear his friend hurting himself like this, "We want you, me, the guys, and the staff here. Do you know how long we've been looking for you?" He placed his hand on Heero's shoulder, which was apparently the wrong thing to have done. Heero jumped a mile, and darted into the nearest corner huddling his body into himself. Silent tears making their way slowly dripping down his face, as he rocked himself back and forwards, back and forwards. Words tumbled out his mouth, him not really realising what he was saying. "I killed her, sorry Sir, yes Sir, Mission Accomplished. Sorry! Please... no!!! PAPA-SAN MAMA-SAN!!! They'll all die, if I know them, then they'll pay, All I touch dies, I'm a murder, I slaughtered them. No one needs me..." Wufei rushed over to his friend, "sir, I need some water please." He said to Professor Dumbledore, his war instincts taking over "and then please bring Duo, Quatre and Trowa here, quickly!" Professor McGonagal ran out the door as Professor Dumbledore swiftly magiced up a pint-sized glass filled with water. Wufei took it, and threw it over Heero quickly. For a few seconds, Heero sat dumbly, not even realising where he was. But then, the water took the desired effect, Heero coughed, and spluttered. He looked up, surprised to be sitting on the floor, with water dripping down his face. "What happened?" he whispered. Wufei thought for a few seconds, and then answered, "we were talking about money, and you started panicking." Dumbledore looked at Wufei sharply; surely this would just send him into back into that... fit. Nevertheless, Wufei had the measure of the situation better than he, Heero looked ashamed. "Sorry," he whispered. "Don't worry" answered Wufei calmly, "what the Headmaster was trying to tell you, was that you do have money. Not a lot for sure, but enough to buy you what you need. It's in the wizarding bank called Gringotts. Remember we told you about it? When we were showing you some of the school books, it's the one run by goblins."

A look of recognition dawned on Heero's face, "I remember," he said softly "but how do I have money?" Here Dumbledore stepped in, "I don't know if the other's told you about Lord Voldemort?" "Yes, they did." Answered Heero quietly "well, we have reason to believe, that he personally killed your family... I'm sorry Heero, I really am." This news made no difference to Heero. He had believed his parents to be dead for years, since he was one year old; it made no difference who killed them. "They were a very fine wizard and witch, aurors, that's like muggle police, the both of them, and had accumulated a small amount of money to be left to you. It was their dream that you would be accepted into Hogwarts." "Oh..." Heero didn't quite know what to say to this statement, but it was becoming clearer to him, that he was stuck in a room with a tall man right in front of him. He controlled his reflex action to shy away, and instead focused on Wufei's hand on his shoulder. "When shall we set out to Diagon Alley sir?" asked Wufei, making a smooth subject change. "Whenever you two and the other's are ready." Answered the headmaster.

As if on cue, a knocking sounded on the door, and Duo, Quatre and Trowa followed by Professor McGonagal entered. They took a quick register of the situation, noting Heero's slightly damp clothes, and the hand on his shoulder, "you guys ready to set out?" asked Wufei. They nodded, and after swapping Heero's jumper, they set out.

At Diagon Alley

Heero stared in undisguised amazement at the huge building standing in front of him, "this," said Wufei smirking slightly at Heero's wonder "is Gringotts." They entered the building, and the first thing they saw made Heero stop dead in his tracks, "its alright, whispered Wufei soothingly. "It's a goblin, and about as likely to hurt you as I am." Heero nodded, and together they slowly walked forward as Heero's legs still weren't very steady. Professor McGonagal caught the eye of one of the goblins and had a few words with him that the others couldn't hear. The said goblin went running and soon fetched another one with an almost soft look in its eyes. He beckoned for them to follow him, and they soon got into the cart. One hair-rising ride later, which all except Duo (who had laughed the whole time) hated, they were standing outside small door. Professor McGonagal produced the key, and they entered. There, lying on the floor, were a few small piles of coins, some bronze coloured, some gold, and some silver. Professor McGonagal asked for a 100 galleons while Heero stared in amazement at how much money he had. "Do you want anymore than this?" she asked Heero, who shook his head slowly.

Then it was back into the cart and the dark tunnels, and soon they reached the surface again. "Thank you," said Quatre, always the polite one as they left the bank. "I think we should split up here, to take less time," said McGonagal, "if Duo you go and get him some food" here she smirked knowing just how much the braided boy would enjoy that. "Yes m'am!" replied said boy as he saluted grinning happily "Wufei and Heero, if you two go and get a wand and pet if you want one Heero, Quatre and Trowa can go and get books, and I'll go and get robes as we've already taken the measurements. Then we can meet up in the book shop so that if you want any other books, then you can choose them yourself" she said smiling. The boys nodded and Duo sped off towards the sweet shop, while Quatre and Trowa walked at a more leisurely pace towards the bookshop. "We won't be long Professor," said Wufei as they walked at Heero's slow pace towards Olivander's wand shop through the almost empty street.

When they arrived, they opened the door setting off an unseen bell. The shop they entered was dark, musty with several layers of dust coating most objects. Heero walked slowly towards one of the chairs, feeling very tired now.

Suddenly a voice appeared out of nowhere, "hello there" "Mr. Olivander, we'd like a wand please" answered Wufei, "greetings there young Master Chang, found your missing friend I see." "Yes, we have" smiled Wufei "do you mind if I take your measurements young Mr. Yuy?" asked Olivander unusually gently, the said boy started standing up but Mr. Olivander shook his head, "no no, you may stay sitting, can you please hold out your wand hand." Heero did so but as Olivander touched his hand, his whole body froze and he threw his head back as if electricity was running through it. Heero gasped, and desperately tried to pull his hand away, but failed. "Wufei! What's happening!" he cried. Wufei shook his head. He tried to break the connection, but failed "I don't know! Hang on!" Getting out his own wand, he pointed it at the two connected hands, and muttered "expelliarmus!" At this word, Mr. Olivander went flying backwards knocking down a single wand, although Wufei was sure more would fall, none did. Heero to went flying backwards, he broke through the chair, and went sailing into the wall. "Heero!" Wufei cried running over, he helped Heero up while checking him over "are you ok?" he asked urgently. "Sorry, I didn't know that would happen, it's only a weak spell meant to disarm your opponent. I don't know what happened!" Heero was shaking slightly, but not too badly, he was more dazed and frightened than hurt. Wufei hugged him gently until his trembling stopped, then he helped him back into another chair, and went to tend to Mr. Olivander who had just got to his feet. "Are you ok sir? What happened?" "I'm not sure... strange... very strange..." having decided that no one was hurt, Wufei picked up the one wand that fell, and was just about to place it back into the box when it suddenly zoomed across the room to Heero who ducked. Instead of flying straight past him, it hovered above him for a few seconds and then plopped gently on his lap. Silence reigned for a few seconds, and then Mr. Olivander broke it, "well! That was the extremist case of the wand choosing the wizard that I've ever seen! Interesting... can you just pick that up please Mr. Yuy and wave it a little bit." Heero tentatively reached out to the wand, and did as Olivander asked causing red sparks to fly out of the tip. "Thank you that was fine." Olivander took off his glasses and polished them slightly as he picked up the box, "how much do we owe you sir?" asked Wufei taking out Heero's purse from his jacket pocket. "Nothing Mr. Chang, it would be wrong to charge him... for he is... yes... he is! I charge him nothing!" Wondering slightly at the man's apparent eccentric ness, Wufei put the purse away, "well... thank you sir..." "You're perfectly welcome my dear boy. I shall be seeing you; I wish you both luck, and Wufei? Take good care of him." "I will sir," with that the two puzzled teens left.

"Are you ok Heero? Do you want to go and sit down?" Asked Wufei after they had been walking in silence for a while, "or do you want to go and get a pet? If you want one that is." Heero nodded, "I'd like a cat, is that allowed?" he said so softly Wufei barely heard him. "It sure is" smiled Wufei. "Let's go get one"

They soon entered the pet shop (AN: I can't remember what it's called. If anyone knows please tell me in a review. Thanks) and were assaulted by about four female witches carrying young children running out the store. "You-know-who's mark's been seen!!! It's been seen! Here! In Diagon Alley!!!" One of them was screaming. One of the women rammed strait into Heero's skinny form, sending him flying to the floor. Wufei quickly ran to him and helped him to his feet. "Quick!" he said, "into the shop, soon the street will be teeming with people!" Heero with Wufei's help limped into shop, trembling at the close contact, "it's ok," whispered Wufei, "don't worry, breath deeply and evenly, and don't panic, your ok, don't worry." Slowly, Heero's breathing relaxed, and his trembling steadied until shivers only ran up his back every now and again. "Don't worry, well done." Said Wufei, letting pride for Heero's courage be shown in his face. To try to distract Heero from the noise outside he suggested they go and look at the cats so he could decide which one to buy. There was an amazing selection, some ginger, some black, some tabby and some tortoiseshell. There were many breeds, and they were all doing some sort of clever trick, some were standing on their hind paws, some were touching their noses with their tongues, and others still were nudging balls to each other with their noses. All except one, a Siamese, she was sitting there grooming herself in her own cage. Her coat was all matted, and she had a nasty scar on one of her hind legs. Heero limped over to her cage and bent down to look at her, she looked strait back at him, as if examining him, her lightning blue eyes staring strait at him, almost through him or so it seemed to Heero, seeing the scars, the fear, and the thinness. Then, she walked forward to the edge of her cage, and gently rubbed her head against his fingertips purring slightly. The owner of the shop came up, "don't you know the sign has been seen?" she said in a panicked voice. "How much is she?" asked Wufei, "five galleons" was the swift reply "but the sign has been seen! Here! In Diagon Alley!" "We'll buy her" answered Wufei in his infuriatingly calm voice, "oh just take her!" shouted the shopkeeper making Heero jump. "If you're stupid enough to allow yourself to get killed by you-know-who... I'm not hanging around to see it happen!" and she ran out the door screaming like the rest. "Women!" muttered Wufei placing five galleons on the desk, plus another three for the cage. Then they picked up the cat, and put her in it, "What you going to call her Heero?" he asked, Heero shrugged.

About five minutes later, Wufei walked to the door, and peered outside, "the crowds have lessened" he said, "Ready to go find the others? They'll be in the bookstore by now. Heero nodded, placed the cat with whom he'd been playing with back in the cage, and Wufei helped him up, they walked out the door, and headed to a side street which was on the way to the book-store. It was there, it happened. A voice whispered words, which Heero didn't hear, and suddenly Wufei collapsed dropping the cage which broke open leaving the cat free to run away! Heero cried out! However, before he could do anything, the same voice, shouted "crucio!" He was overwhelmed with agony. It felt like... like... Heero couldn't' find the words to describe it. He could barely even think... he fell to the floor; his already weakened body unable to stand up. As suddenly as it started. It stopped, leaving him with only the memory, panting heavily. He heard a rustling of cloaks, and felt shadows of several people fall on him and Wufei blocking out the sunlight. It was cold, so cold.

"Imperio!" snapped the same voice, "stand up boy!" To Heero's horror, he felt his body do as he was ordered. 'no... no... please!' he thought desperately, but his body disobeyed him, and he was left standing, legs trembling rapidly. Facing about 15 men all in black cloaks and masks. "Put your hands on your head and dance in a circle, as dirtily as you can. Make us want you before we take you!" Heero was forced to do so, unable to understand why he couldn't control himself. "Strip!" 'No... not again! No!' Heero's hands moved slightly, and pulled off the jumper. 'No! I won't! No! Wufei will hate me! He said I'm strong!' His hands unbuttoned the buttons on his shirt, slowly, tantalizingly, the men laughed as they saw the fear on Heero's face, the only thing which he was able to move. They laughed harder as they saw tears drip down his face. 'Please no... please...' Heero's hands moved slowly to his jeans, they undid the top button, then the zip, and then slowly pulled down the material, leaving Heero clad only in his boxers. 'NO!!!' Heero's hands were just pulling them down, when they stopped, half up, half down. 'NO!!!' screamed Heero again in his mind 'I CAN'T!' The men stopped laughing, a few of them moved in closer to take of his boxers himself, and another voice yelled out "crucio!" then the agony was back, but not for as long this time. Someone touched his arm, but pulled away. Then the agony went away, but the men moved closer. The bodies were all pressing against him, Heero started losing control of his sanity; pain screeched through his mind, he couldn't get away! Suddenly, a hand placed itself upon his shoulder; "miss me?" said Heero's voice of nightmares. Heero's legs collapsed, and he fell into the realms of unconscious.

A few minutes later, he woke up, in that same pain again, from that same man, with Wufei lying just a few feet away from him, unable to protect him. Heero cried out in agony, but was shut up by a boot to the face, the men in cloaks were all staring at his naked body, some licking their lips. When the first who had ever taken his pride... no not his pride... he had none of that left... exited him, another took his place. And then another. And another. And too many more to count. Heero was lost in the monotonous of it, he couldn't breathe properly. Air was tight in his lungs. He felt so dirty. Soon another item entered him, but this time, one was put at his mouth as well. Heero remembered the last time this was done, and did his best to keep his lips closed. Nonetheless, for all his efforts, he was turned onto his back, with someone still in him, eager lips were forced onto his. Teeth raked the skin above his lips causing them to bleed. A tongue was shoved past his defences, licking every reachable part of his inner sanctum, reaching so far back it made him retch. For this, he was punched, and then kicked several times. 'Please... someone...just let me die...' he thought wretchedly. Eventually, someone else's tool was placed in front of his swollen lips. "Bite and I'll make you hurt so badly, death would be a release" warned a voice, throaty with lust. The item was shoved in his mouth, and the man groaned as it was covered in warmth, almost up to the hilt. "What's it taste like slut? Lick it and tell me you fuck-" the rest of his words were covered up by his moans as Heero started to wrap his tongue, around it, unconsciously sucking in his struggle for breath. "is he that good then?" asked on of the men, "give us a go!" "I think not!" yelled a new voice, a female voice. It was the woman from the pet-shop. "GET AWAY FROM HEERO!" yelled Duo. "Duo! Be careful!" cried out Professor McGonagal. However, Duo either didn't hear her, or he ignored her. With a display of speed unexpected by the Death eaters, he ran forward, closely followed by Trowa and Quatre, equal expressions of rage on their faces. With a roundhouse, he knocked the one who was complaining for not having a go. The boys didn't bother with their wands, apart from when Duo used his to shove up the nose of one of the men, and when Trowa used his to shove it in the stomach of another. They went all in with their hands and feet, they way they'd been trained. It was only then that Minerva realised the bond between the five boys, and also the damage done to them by the wars, even though they were just soldiers. Rage was no longer on any of their faces. It was all routine, kick, punch, break a bone, hit in the place to cause the most pain to save a life. If any of the Death eaters managed to think enough to turn their wands on one of the boys, then Minerva or the pet-shop woman would quickly grab their attention by sending a spell flying their way.

The three ex-pilots soon emerged from the fight victorious and unscathed (apart from Heero and Wufei). The death eaters were lying on the floor, all unconscious. Wufei was lying on the floor, out cold, though as Quatre checked, still alive, and Heero... well Heero was conscious, curled up as far away from the others as possible. Professor McGonagal sighed, what did he-who-must-not-be-named know about Heero that they didn't? This was the second time he had been sexually attacked, and it wasn't by chance either. Minerva would have bet her life that it was one of the Death eaters who'd hurt him previously as well. "Thanks Alice" she said wearily. "No problem, I'm sorry I couldn't warn the boys previously when they were in my shop. But I had to come and find you to warn you so was acting like a stereotypical hysterical woman. I didn't think the boys would be attacked." "It's not your fault, but you'd better introduce yourself to these boys, there going to have to be told about the Order now, young as they are, I'm sure Albus is going to want them to join, after displaying those skills... they could teach us all something, I don't know why we didn't think of it before considering they were soldiers..." "I'll do that in a minute, just give me a chance to see if I can mend the Chinese boy." As she said this, she walked over to Wufei but was surprised to see the three remaining boys close around him protectively. "I'm not going to hurt him boys... I'm a friend of Minerva's, I mean, Professor McGonagal's, and am a trained healer. I'm going to try to heal him, I know what he's been hit with, its just a different version of the spell 'stupefy' instead of stunning your opponent, it knocks them unconscious. Quatre, Duo, and Trowa looked at each other, then when Quatre nodded, they stepped apart allowing her through. Though it was obvious to even Alice that they hadn't relaxed their guard. She approached slowly, and waved her wand obviously, saying "reparo" loudly and clearly (AN:: I think that's the right spell, please tell me in a review if I got the wrong word for making someone conscious again. Also, I'm not sure how clear it was earlier (when Heero was under the imperius spell), whenever something is in '....' It means thoughts; it's not someone speaking).

Wufei lay there for a few seconds, but soon his eyes opened and he blinked a few times. "What happened?" he snapped as soon as his mind was thinking clearly, "Where's Heero?!" Alice replied. "You were attacked by Death eaters, Heero is over there. I'm Alice Nando, a member of the Order of the Phoenix." Wufei looked over, and saw the mess Heero was in. "Heero!" he cried out. Heero was sitting their covered in blood, his eyes were staring sightlessly at the pile of unconscious Death eaters.

Alice Nando walked over to Heero, but stopped when his watering eyes registered her, and his voice cried out in terror. "Heero," she said as softly as she could "I'm going to make you stop hurting, I'm going to take away the pain, relief flashed through his eyes, "kill me then" he whispered. Alice was shocked, "no, I can't do that, Heero, you still have a life to lead, friends who care for you, its not your time to die just yet. "People are better off without me, I'm dirty, they'll be contaminated." "No!" cried out Quatre tears in his eyes. "Please no Heero! We've been through so much together. You, Wufei, Trowa, Duo, and me we all care for you! You're our brother... please... don't leave us now." Heero turned his lost eyes onto Quatre. (AN: major point here... NO ONE KNOWS THEY WERE GUNDAM PILOTS! They knew they were soldiers, but NOT that they were Gundam pilots. That's very very very very very important.) "I killed them all, they're dead, anyone who got to know me would die, the girl she died, that's what he told me. There was a voice in my head, he was telling me how I killed them, it was my entire fault. I'm dirty, I'm a...a... a slut! A whore! I don't deserve to live..." he broke down sobbing, and it was all Quatre could do not to go running to him. Instead... someone else did. As soon as Heero had started crying again, Wufei jumped up, he ran over to where Heero was lying. "Its not true Heero... ignore it! It's NOT true! You're not ANY of those things! You're one of the bravest people I know! You've never killed innocents for the joy of it. Heero... please! Don't say that stuff anymore..." to his shame, Wufei realised he was crying as well. "Heero... I love you, I have for ages. I'm sorry if you don't feel that way, but I can't go on hearing you say those things about yourself! There NOT true... I'll be your friend forever, I'll protect you the best I can... even if you never love me back... just remember that there is someone out there who loves you for who YOU are! Heero Yuy!" Wufei was sobbing openly now, hugging Heero to him as if he were afraid to lose him, and there were no dry eyes in that little back street. "I... I... I think I love you Wufei... whenever I was ready to end my life, you were in front of my eyes... I'm never so happy as when you were looking after me... when I was unconscious... I heard your voice, calling me to wake up...I... I... I do love you Chang Wufei... but I'm not ready for a relationship yet... I'm sorry... does it make you mad?" Wufei laughed softly, tears still in his eyes, "no... it doesn't Heero, I'm just so happy that you ... you love me as well. We'll get you healed, and when YOU'RE ready... not me, you, then we can decide where to go from there.

Alice came forward, eyes slightly damp, "sorry to break the mood... but, Heero, do you want me to heal you now?" Heero nodded slightly, still obviously afraid. Wufei held his hand "don't worry" he whispered. Heero allowed Wufei to help him lie down flat, though he started shaking slightly. Alice waved her wand to clear the blood away so she could see what needed healing. "Do any bones feel broken?" Heero shook his head, but when she gently pressed down on his chest he only barely restrained himself from yelling out load in pain "I'll scratch that answer then" mumbled Alice "there's one right there." She waved her wand and muttered a few spells. Soon Heero was free from pain, but once again a mental mess.

"Oh, Heero?" said Duo waving a bag by his side. "I gotcha LOTS of candy" it was that what set them all off laughing from the change of pressure, with Duo grinning innocently "what? What'd I say?" "oh, yes, Heero, here's your cat as well," said Alice, "and here's your books," smiled Quatre entering into the spirit, "and your robes" sighed Professor McGonagal, "I had to say that didn't I Mr. Maxwell" 'Mr. Maxwell' responded with a cheeky grin. "Umm... guys?" asked Heero tentatively "will you help me carry them?" "Naaaaah" replied Duo which made Wufei hit him over the head with the candy bag, "of course we will!" he said over Duo's spluttering. Alice turned to Minerva "are they always like this?" Well... I don't really know Mr Yuy yet, but from what I've seen of the others.... Yes they are." "Umm Minerva?" "Yes Alice" "can I resign from the post of Defence against the Dark Arts? Please!!! This lot might yet get the better of me" Minerva let out a loud bark of laughter, "bad luck Alice... answer's no!" Somehow, and no one was able to figure out how... Alice managed to look disappointed while laughing as hard as Duo.

Eventually after everyone had stopped laughing (Heero had never started and Trowa had only lightly chuckled) Professor McGonagal said that they should probably start heading back to Hogwarts and that Alice (who was to be the new Dark against the Dark Arts teacher) should probably head back with them as the start of term was in five days as soon as the Death Eaters had been taken away by Aurors. Alice agreed, and they set back out to Hogwarts about half an hour later, with everyone apart from Heero carrying a bag.

By the time they were sitting on the train, Heero was almost asleep, "go to sleep Yuy" whispered Wufei but Heero shook his head violently with an emotion similar to fear shining through his eyes. "Why not?" asked Wufei "dreams" was the only word Heero answered, "ah... I know you're afraid of them, but you can't stay awake for the rest of your life... Madame Pomfrey can always give you sleeping draughts, but its not healthy to always take them. Sometime or another you must face up to them, and I'll be here! I won't let you face them on your own, if their getting too much for you, then I'll wake you up, and that my friend, I promise!" it was Heero's combined tiredness and trust in Wufei that made him to fall asleep. As he lay there, breathe coming easily and deeply, Wufei gently stroked his hair, still silky after all it had been through. "Professor McGonagal?" he whispered, "why does Heero keep on getting attacked? What did he do?" "I don't know" replied Professor McGonagal "I think you-know-who might know something about him that we don't... but I'm going to find out!" "shhh!!" whispered the other occupants of the cabin as her voice rose slightly with anger. "Sorry" she whispered back. A little while later, Alice asked, "Where did you guys learn to fight like that?" the boys who were awake (Quatre Trowa and Wufei looked at each other, and Quatre answered "in the war." "Yes, but I've seen some soldiers fight, they were nothing like that! That was amazing! It was like a deadly dance... are you all that good?" "Heero's the best all round fighter, he's AMAZING to watch, and Wufei's the best at weapon's work, all apart from with guns, that's Heero's expertise. The rest of us are average fighters." Alice's mouth fell open, "that's average?!" Quatre blushed slightly, "yes... compared to Heero and Wufei, that's less than average" "wow! Do you hear that Minerva?" Professor McGonagal nodded slowly; her piercing eyes bearing into Quatre's blue one's. "You never answered her question Quatre" "we were elite soldiers, Professor. We had to have special training." "When did you start training? How old were you? That war ended several years ago, you must have been eleven. How were you elites at that age?" "We had a harsh training sessions for a few years, had to do some missions which only young people would be able to do." "But I thought the army didn't allow anyone under the age of eighteen enter?" "Well..." Quatre broke off "we were special cases" cut in Wufei. "yes... you must have been very special..." said Professor McGonagal suspiciously. "let me just assure of something m'am, we were fighting on what we believed and still do believe to be the correct side, and it was the same side that you fought for." Said Quatre, always the diplomat. That satisfied both the teachers. The rest of the trip was spent in comfortable silence, not even broken by a nightmare.

Back At Hogwarts

When they arrived back at Hogwarts, Professor McGonagal told the four boys (Heero was still asleep and being carried by Wufei) to go to Gryffindor tower, Professor Dumbledore would not be asking Heero any questions about what happened, but he still needed to be settled in the boy's bedroom. In addition, Alice, or Professor Nando as she would be known here, would be giving Heero a few catch-up classes. On hearing this, said Professor began to splutter in disagreement, but Professor McGonagal's voice rose above hers. She also said that the Weasley twins and Jordan would be moving into their room, their previous dorm was just too small for the nine Gryffindors in it, particularly when the other boys dorm only had four in it. Upon hearing this, Duo began to grin in glee, he knew their reputation as troublemakers, and Wufei groaned "but Professor? Maxwell-baka AND the Weasley twins AND Jordan?? Nataku give me strength..." Minerva did all she could to hide the laugh that was bubbling up through her chest, but she was unable to hide the smirk. Quatre and Trowa were the only ones who seemed to be indifferent to whether the Weasley twins moved in; indeed Quatre seemed to believed the dorm would soon have a lot of laughter coming from it, despite Wufei's doubts as he kept on letting out sly little smirks.

Then the two professors' went off to go and give a report to Professor Dumbledore about what had happened. As soon as they were out of ear and eyeshot, Wufei and Duo dropped their respective masks of annoyance and glee, and there faces all turned serious. "Where will we continue our training? Wand's and fists?" asked Wufei. "We will find a place," answered Quatre, desperately trying to think of somewhere. "I'm not sure yet, but there has to be somewhere!" "I've got another question" stated Trowa in his calm voice, "one, are we going to bring Heero into this war? Two are we just going to ignore what has happened to him or try to get him to talk about it?" "Leave me to talk to him, I'm not letting him carry that burden on his shoulders, with probably still a lot of guilt, I refuse to let him do that! It'd kill him!" answered Wufei immediately, "but I don't know what to do for your first question. I don't want to bring him into it, but how would he feel? He'd probably think we didn't think he would be able to do it... and if I'm honest... I'm not sure he is. He's a lot weaker than he used to be, mentally would he be able to kill again? Maybe I'm just making excuses... all I know is that I don't want him to get hurt again!" "Calm down Wufei" soothed Quatre "none of us want him to get hurt again, I think his strength will come back with our help, the other question I have to ask is will he make a difference? He's a whole term behind us magic wise. This war is against Voldemort! Not Oz or Romafellar. Maybe we should tell Dumbledore what we're planning? He'd be able to help" "we can't bring anyone else into it, otherwise, how many of the children here will have to fight? Our childhoods have been wrecked. We must fight to preserve theirs!" answered Duo "also, remember how smart he is? He'll be able to pick up magic way quicker than us. I figured out how we can answer all these questions. When Heero is mentally stable... we ask him. It's not right for us to decide his life for him, even if we have his interests at heart." "Yes..." answered Wufei "I think your right Duo, he hates not being in control! Remember his saying? 'My enemies are the ones who try to control my life.' If we start saying what he should do, then we're no better than that bastard J. the only difference is we won't beat him up!" Trowa nodded in agreement, and Quatre voiced his assent. "Well, that decided, lets get him into bed, poor thing... he looks whacked, it's been a long day for him." Said Quatre, "hey Quat?" said Duo cheekily "you going into your 'mother hen mood'?" "Well Duo, yes I am, he's the only one of us who's never had a mother or father figure he could look to, he's just been hurt and abused! Its time he had someone to look after him." (AN: this is a fic where Trowa was NOT raped by the mercenaries) "Don't steal my position Quat" said Wufei jokingly. On hearing these words, Duo fell to the floor, "Wu-man?! Was that a half JOKE?!" he said disbelievingly. "Yes Maxwell-baka, it was." Wufei replied smirking slightly. Duo stumbled to his feet, still looking at Wufei in disbelief when his foot fell in one of the disappearing stairs "K'so!" he muttered as Quatre and Trowa helped him out again. "Watch where your going Maxwell" said Wufei smirking as Duo glowered at him, "don't worry Wu-man, I will..." he laughed and went bouncing up the stairs to Gryffindor tower. "Maxwell! Come back a second." Called up Wufei, "oh but Wu-mannnn must I?" whined Duo "yes, and my name's not Wu-man!" "Ok Fei-chan" Duo came running back, "yes? Whaddya want?" "How's the Gundams coming? Are they nearly rebuilt?" Wufei asked. "Yep!" Grinned Duo, "only Nataku to be finished, the others are all done." "Good, meet you up by the portrait". Duo went bounding back up the stairs again leaving Wufei shaking his head wondering who gave Duo sugar.

When they reached the portrait of the fat lady, and told her the password, she was looking at them with an almost hidden smirk. "I know where you can go to train young Gundam Pilots. The four of them gaped at her, "how did you know?" asked Trowa, stunned. "You forget the differences between muggles and wizards Trowa" she said smugly "you can't say anything in front of a portrait here..." "Damn!" cursed Wufei. "Who else has been told?" "Only me, and my friend Violet, as soon as she over heard you, although I must admit, she only heard about it while you were on the way up the stairs, she came and told me strait away. I asked her not to tell anyone else, not even the other paintings or ghosts. No one will hear of it apart from us two. We'll make sure about that! You'll just need to be more careful." "Thank you for the warning m'am" said Quatre, "you mentioned you knew where we could train?" "Ah! Yes! It's called the Room of Requirement, and is on the third floor. Whatever you're thinking as you enter the door, it'll appear there. So, when you're on the third floor, next to the gargoyle with wings and three eyes, then there's a door right next to it. Think that you want a place to train, magic and fist fighting, and enter the door. There, you'll find probably a large room with padding round the room and various weapons, when you're in there, then you'll need to just think of something, and it'll appear! Good isn't it? It was made by Helga Hufflepuff (AN: I think that was her name? Please correct me if I'm wrong.) one of her more ingenious inventions" "thank you so much m'am!" exclaimed Quatre gratefully, you've saved us more trouble and worry than I can tell you!" "You're welcome Quatre" she replied, dimpling slightly as she smiled, "but remember what I told you boys, watch out where you're speaking, most of the paintings would go strait to Dumbledore with this information." "We will," promised Quatre echoed by Trowa, Duo, and Wufei. Then the Fat Lady opened up the portrait and allowed the boys to enter.

They went strait up to their room, without stopping. When they arrived, they found Heero's bed made up next to Wufei's. "Duo?" asked Wufei, "can you get Heero's pj's out, I'm going to bring him supper up here, he doesn't need to go downstairs to eat again, he's had enough today." Duo rummaged through the bags that had the robes and clothing in them. Eventually he triumphantly pulled out a pair of pyjamas and laid them down on Heero's bed. Then he, Quatre and Trowa started unpacking the rest of the stuff while Wufei drew the curtains across to give Heero some privacy. He took off Heero's top, glaring at the huge amount of scars covering his body. Then he took his trousers off as well, although leaving him in his boxers and placed the pj trousers over them, and the pj top over his scarred chest. Then Wufei crept quietly out of the enclosed bed space leaving the wing pilot still sound asleep. "I'm going down to get some food for Heero and us. If Heero needs me, I'll be in the dining room, give me ten minutes. With that, Wufei left the room, ran outside the tower and down to the dining room. Firstly he went up to the main table and told Professor Dumbledore and Professor McGonagal about what happen in Olivander's, he finished the tale by saying "sorry I didn't tell you earlier Professor, I forgot in the aftermath of what happened. "Don't worry Wufei" Minerva replied "you've told me now. Now go and get some food for you five, I imagine you'll be eating in your chambers?" Wufei nodded. "Good night Professor McGonagal, Dumbledore" he said bowing his head slightly, and then ran to get some of the food. He went back upstairs with three empty plates, and the spell to put food on them. When he arrived in his bedroom, all the unpacking was finished and Duo, Quatre and Trowa were sitting at the edge of Heero's bed chatting comfortably. "Well done Wufei" said Duo smirking "what?" asked Wufei with a confused expression on his face. "You were under ten minutes." "Maxwell? Do me a favour? Shut up!" replied Wufei chucking a pillow at Duo. Leaving Duo laughing too hard to retaliate.

Wufei walked over to Heero's bed and whispered his name "Heero, come on wake up." He shook his shoulder gently, but Heero just rolled over and muttered "leave me alone Fei, I wanna sleep." The stoic pilot of the Gundam Wing sounded so much like a sulky teenager, Wufei had to stuff his fist into his mouth to stop him laughing. 'Hmm... I wonder...' thought Wufei, "Heero? Maxwell's taking apart your laptop. On hearing that, Heero sat bolt upright with a yell of "MAXWELLL!!" Duo looked up from where he was sitting on his bed looking at the empty platters hungrily "what? Good to hear you shout again though... but what'd I do?" Heero turned to Wufei with questions in his eyes, and was amazed to hear "gotcha" come from his lips. Heero pouted slightly "Fei-chan!! I was sleeping!" "Yes... you were Yuy but you need to eat, and I'm not letting you go without food, not when you're still thin." Said Wufei mock sternly, "I'm not hungry though" replied Heero, tiredness making his voice sound much younger than his sixteen years. "Eat anyway, come on, just a little bit, or am I going to have to hand-feed you?" smirked Wufei muttering the spell to make food appear. On the plate appeared exactly the right things to feed Heero, a bit of broth, some bread, and some labelled vitamin pills. "Thank Nataku for magic." Muttered Wufei "makes things so much quicker!" he watched like an eagle as Heero spooned the broth into his mouth, followed by each of the pills and some bread. Soon, when just under half of the broth and bread was gone, Heero stopped, "I'm full..." he mumbled, "sorry, I shouldn't waste it... sorry... do you want me to finish it Fei?" he asked. "Don't worry Yuy; I can finish it so it won't be wasted. If your full, you can leave that, you ate a good deal. I'll just help you to clean your teeth, which I'm not letting you get out of, and then you can go back to sleep." Replied Chang. Wufei helped Heero out of bed, and to the bathroom, then watching him clean his teeth. "Sorry to be so bossy Yuy, but these were the instructions Madame Pomfrey gave me, to make sure you clean your teeth, your teeth were practically falling out when we found you, eat a decent amount each meal, plus all those pills. That's the quickest way to get you better again, and that's all I want, for you to be healthy and happy!" "Its ok" said Heero quietly as Wufei helped him back to bed. Within minutes, he was fast asleep again, leaving Wufei to finish his own meal in the company of the other pilots.

The next morning, when they woke up, all the crumbs, and the plates had gone, and three extra beds all ready made had been placed in. "I hate it how that happens..." muttered Duo as he got a shiver down his spine. He looked around the room, to see that he was the last in bed as usual; Wufei was sitting on Heero's, with Heero sitting next to him as Wufei read to him. Trowa and Quatre were also sitting next to each other. "Awwww! Kawii!! (AN: cute in Japanese although I'm not sure if I spelt it right, please correct me if I am wrong) look at all you love birds!" "Morning Duo," said Quatre without looking up, "we were just enjoying the peace Maxwell," said Wufei looking up and smirking. "Sorry to disturb you Wu-man" replied Duo while sticking his tongue out. Wufei smirked, but said nothing. "So what we gonna do today then?" "Professor Nando is coming up in half an hour, she's going to start teaching Heero the basics. We're going to stay here and practise as well, the best way to get good, is to consistently go over the basics. "But! But!" At a 'look' from Wufei, he shut up his protests, "fine then..." he muttered grumpily. "When's breakfast?" He added after an afterthought, "we've already had it." Replied Wufei, "but there might still be some food remaining if you hurry." The hungry teenage wasted no more time, he ran down the stairs at the speed of light, and soon arrived into the dining hall, jumped into his usual place, and started shovelling food into his face as fast as possible. "Hungry Mr. Maxwell?" asked Professor McGonagal as Alice laughed, and Professor Snape (who had arrived that morning) looked on with barely concealed disgust. "yeth proffy!" garbled Duo, his mouth full of food. "Can you repeat that, I didn't understand you." Replied Minerva, trying to stop herself from laughing. Duo swallowed his food in one huge gulp, and replied much more clearly "yes professor, in a rush as well. We got trai...extra lessons in about half an hour so Wufei said anyway." Minerva locked away the slight slip in her memory to think over at a later date, it was not the first time one of those four boys had almost said training when what they were talking about involved lessons, and after the discussion on the train, she was determined to find out why.

Soon Duo had finished shovelling food into his mouth, and was rushing back up the stairs to Gryffindor house again, followed at a more leisurely pace by Professor Nando. When he arrived, he saw that the twins had arrived. "Heya!" he called happily "you guys are back early!!!" The twins turned around as soon as they heard Duo enter. "Hey Duo!" Called one of the them, George, Duo thought "Wufei was just telling us how he'd killed you because you were annoying him too much" Duo feigned a sad look in Wufei's direction "Wu-man... how could you say such a thing? You've hurt me so badly..." he whined. "Maxwell.... My. Name. Is. Not. Wu-man! Or Fei-chan! Or anything of that ilk!" he snarled. Duo raised his hands defensively trying to appease the angry Chinese man as he backed away slowly. "Heyy Wufie, I mean Wufei, calm down... I'm just kidding ya man, you know that!" Wufei was slowly stalking towards Duo, anger written across his hawk like features. "Duo, Wufei! Stop it!" called through Quatre with a meaningful glance at Heero who was looking nervous despite knowing it was just an act. Duo used this excuse to run and hide behind Quatre, "Q-man! Save meeeee!" he wailed as Wufei sent him a disgusted look and walked back over to Heero. "Nice welcome back" laughed George. "Oh, Duo, we found a new secret passage – by the hook nosed witch on the second floor. Can't wait to show Jordan!" Duo smirked slightly, "you mean the one that leads to the kitchens? I found it agesss ago. Bad luck! You still not found a passage I haven't" At the twins' identical crest-fallen expressions, he laughed, but not in a cruel way.

A short while later, when both twins were unpacked and were sitting on Duo's bed playing with an ancient wizard chess set George asked, "so whose the new guy?" nodding his head discreetly towards Heero. "He's Heero, the guy we been looking for." Duo answered, a slight look of anger crossing his face, "he's nothing like you described though, and is skinnier than a rake to boot. What happened?" asked Fred as quietly as the other two. Duo explained the whole story, including what had happened in Diagon Alley, he figured that Professor McGonagal was going to give a talk to the rest of the first-years, as Heero would need special treatment, so decided to tell the twins first off. "Bloody hell..." whispered George and Fred together, "if certain people in Slytherine realise this..." Both the two normally happy faces darkened considerably as George left the sentence unfinished purposefully. "Kuso!" swore Duo vehemently "I hadn't thought of that." The certain people who the twins had mentioned were people who just about everyone were convinced their parents were Death eaters. They were cruel, malicious, enjoyed causing pain, and above all cowards! Duo hated them with a passion! "Well, we'll just have to prevent them from hurting him..." Duo carried on with a glint in his eye "We're not going to allow him to get hurt anymore... and anyone who does will pay..." Fred and George exchanged glances; this was a new side of Duo... "We'll help you in that!" They chorused. Duo, Quatre and Trowa exchanged glances, and Duo grinned at the twins "thanks guys!" he smiled happily, "now! Lets' see who win's at chess!" and the game was on.