Another fic! But this one is a Gundam Wing X Harry Potter crossover. This should be interesting, the GW boys with magic. Hawk has been oh so kindly helping me out with this one, so it should come out pretty fast. Great beta, Hawk is! WOOT! Anyways, read this, and enjoy this, and review on this, and here is the disclaimer.

Disclaimer: I, Sutoomu(Storm), do NOT own Gundam Wing in any way. None at all. This fanfiction was made purely for fun and does not get me money in any way. Besides, it's not as though I have any money to be sued for...

Yes, well that is that, now read,please!

Pictaresque Incantatem

Storm

"Duo, lunch is...ah!" Quatre ducked as an old box full of rags spilling out flew by right where his head had just been. He looked over at Duo, who was rummaging in a mound of boxes and old junk. "What on earth are you...," he dodged an old shoe. "...doing? It's called 'cleaning out the attic', not 'rearrange the junk'."

"Hm," Duo only know seemed to notice someone had spoken to him. He twisted as best he could with half his body hidden under junk to see Quatre. "Oh. Hey, Q!"

"Duo, what are you doing?" Quatre repeated, sighing. "Everyone's downstairs waiting for you. Lunch was ready ten minutes ago."

"Really? Hm," Duo shrugged to himself, then went back to pulling away boxes and throwing things haphazardly about the room, more than half of which flew straight at his blonde friend.

Look, Duo," Quatre spoke as he tried to get closer to Duo amidst the flying debree, wondering what had interested Duo so much that he was too busy for lunch and food. "It was really nice of you to offer to help Trowa and I clean out the attic..."

"Attic? Hah!" Duo laughed. "Your attic's more like a house in itself. Guess that's what happens when you live in a mansion. Everything gets larger." And he suddenly dived under the pile of boxes and broken pieces of chairs and such, his head dissapearing from sight.

"Uh, yeah," Quatre said. "And thanks for dragging Heero with you and persuading Wufei to help but...,"a large old beach ball, somehow inflated, made its way into Quatre's arms. "...I'd rather you actually help clean it out. You could at least organize it as you rummage. And lunch is..."

"Yes!" Duo suddenly yelled from somewhere down there, his voice muffled. He wriggled out into the air, his braid askew and clothes rumpled, holding up something triumphantly. It was an old chest, a small one, made of a deep rich red wood. It was carved with miniature designs along the rims and borders, and all in all, it had a very ancient feel about it. "I finally wedged it out. A half hour's worth of work and I finally get to see what's inside." Duo rubbed his hands together in excitement. "C'mon, Quat," Duo said, standing and making his way over to Quatre, who had only managed to make a foot of progress from the attic stairs. "You can open it with me. What wonders doth this old box hold?"

"It's probably a memory chest from my great great grandfather or something," Quatre said. "Duo, please. The guys are all waiting, and they're all hungry."

Duo ignored Quatre and slowly lifted the lid of the chest. It creaked a little in protest, jamming once, but he got it open easily and they peered in, Quatre's immediate curiousity overriding his lunch alarm. Duo clicked his tongue in dissapointment as they saw it was nearly empty. The only item in it was a single piece of thick paper, blank. Duo reached in and picked it up, flipping it over to the side with something on it.

"It's an old photograph," Quatre said, taking it from Duo to look at. "This must be pretty old then, since no one uses photos this thick anymore." Quatre gestured at the weight of the picture, which seemed to be plastic-like.

"Wonder where that is?" Duo mused, pointing at the picture. It was a lovely distance scene of a gigantic castle, the moon illuminating it from behind and clouds shading the moon's rays. The lights were all on int he castle, it appeared, and the castle itself was made of winding turrets, tall towers, and large stone buildings. The grounds about were rich and green, and seemed to be very, very large. A mighty willow tree stood of to the side, and a small hut near the other side, and a lake and a deep forest was visible as well.

"Looks medieval," Quatre said. "This might be older than I think."

"Nah, it was probably just ancient already when the picture was taken," Duo said. His eyes narrowed as he noticed something. "Quat, what's that?" Duo pointed at the bottom of the photo, where two words were written thickly in ink, with a tight, neat handwriting.

Quatre looked closer and read off the two words. "Pictaresque Incantatus."

"Pictaresque Incantatus? What the hell is that?" Duo chuckled, taking the picture and looking at the words himself. His eyes suddenly went up to the moon in the picture. "Uh, Quat?"

"Yeah?"

"Do moons generally move in pictures?"

"No, why?"

"This one is," Duo said, and pointed it out to Quatre. Indeed, the moon was slowly inching its way across the sky of the photo.

"Wow," Quatre whistled. "Maybe this is some sort of advanced computer..." He turned it over, looking for any gadgets.

"There's no way this could be...woah!" Duo grabbed onto Quatre for balance as a sudden roaring wind blew into the attic. It swirled around them, playing at their feet and generally freaking them out. "What the hell is happening?" Duo yelled over the wind at Quatre, who was holding tightly onto a beam. The photograph fell to the floor, the wind not even touching it as it slowly drifted down. The instant it touched the floor, the wind heaved upwards, then began to swirl down in a very tornado-like effect straight into the picture.

"Duo!" Quatre yelled as he lost his hold on the beam. Duo flung a hand out wildly as he held onto Quatre and grabbed a very heavy box. He pulled, trying to keep Quatre away from the tornado wind. Both their minds were going crazy right now. It wasn't every day a tornado appeared in your attic and began trying to suck you into a photograph. The sudden thought that this was all very wierd echoed in Duo's mind as he lost his grip and Quatre vanished. Duo hurtled right after him. The wind vanished, and the attic sat in silence once again, everything as it was, except for two missing boys.

That is the introduction to my whole general story. Now read on and please enjoy the rest. And please do not forget to review.