Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing, or Harry Potter. Duh!

AN: Yes, this is a crossover of Harry Potter and Gundam Wing. Also I will be using the English spelling for the various names of the GW crew. And lastly this is fluff, meant for fun entertainment… in other words; there is no predetermined plot.

That was Bloody Brilliant

By Ryoko Porter

Part One

There is no sound in the vacuum of space, which was a good thing since the wrenching noise of exploding metal could have made the most bloodthirsty person sick. Colliding heaps of steel flew all around, denting some of the remaining robotic warriors. And five great gundanium monsters waited for the continued attack of their adversaries.

"So where's this great weapon we're supposed to destroy? They not using it after all?" came the annoyed voice of the black Gundam's pilot through the communication units.

"Patients Duo, they'll bring it." Answered the stock voice of Heero Yuy.

"Yeah, I'm supposed to be patient when we get a mission simply stating, 'destroy powerful and mysterious weapon Oz has created before it gets you'. It didn't even give us a hint at what it can do! Well fuck that! If you ask me, I think they have given up on us and are just hoping that no one ties us to them." Duo complained.

"Well that's the thing Maxwell, no one asked you." Wufei said calmly.

"Oh shut up!" Duo snapped back. He was extremely anxious, none of them knew what to expect being unable to hack into the information about the weapon. Oz had been amazingly careful about this particular secret, and it was rumored that many had died to keep its secrecy.

"Allah! Look!" cried Quatre, interrupting the tension between his fellow pilots. All five looked ahead of them to find a huge cannon aimed at them. It looked as though it might have the power to destroy a whole planet, let alone five rather small Gundams.

"ATTACK BEFORE IT CAN CHARGE UP!" ordered Heero, but what they hadn't counted on was that it needed no charging time. Immediately it shot right at Deathscythe, giving Duo only time to swing at the beam of energy with his thermal scythe, in hope that it might at least throw it off course. The sheer amount of energy created an explosion that rocked all that was around. Visual sensors went off-line, forcing everyone to loose track of what was happening. Heat sensors were useless with all of the heat, and communication units lost their frequencies. If the sound had been working, the cry of Duo's name mixed with terror and pain that came from the Wing Gundam would have shocked anyone.

Finally after long moments of system reconstruction, Heero got the visual sensors back online in each of the Gundams. But what they saw almost made him wish he hadn't. Deathscythe had been ripped into pieces, as if it were only made of flesh. All that remained intact was the glowing green weapon that had been used to block the tragedy.

"He's not dead Heero! I can't feel him, but he's not dead either!" Quatre screamed over the intercom, with heavy static rising to a level that he could barely be understood.

But it didn't matter if he was understood or not, because all that Heero could register was the disappearance of the 'braided baka'. Heero hadn't yet sorted out the emotions he felt for his partner, but having him vanish made him loose track of everything else around him. He watched blankly as the scythe seemed to have a reaction to the energy that it had collided with. Pulsing in the nothingness, the weapon called to Heero. Crying desperately for the 'Perfect Soldier' to claim it to use for revenge.

Heero's body started to move on its own accord, as if in some sort of trance. Guiding the Gundam's hand to reach out and pluck the scythe from the emptiness. But as the fingers just nudged it, all hell exploded. Literally. In a split second, Wing was nothing more than Deathscythe. But the blast not only took Heero, but also reached out and took the others. Soon Oz was left with a lost Mobil Doll Army, and no enemy.

It was Harry's fifth year at Hogwarts, and he had turned fifteen over the summer. He felt much safer now that he was home at his beloved Wizarding School. Voldemort would have a much harder time getting here, where even the pictures watched him. Sure there were always surprises, and every year he seemed to get into more trouble. But that was due to his endless ache for adventure, that he had inherited from his father according to some. Plus, he always could trust that his two best friends Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger, to help him out. Oh he could never forget the Weasley twins George and Fred, who could keep anyone but themselves out of trouble. Last year he had heard that some of the Gryffindors had started betting money on how soon the two would get a detention. There was also Hagrid, the half-giant who had an amazingly gentle heart. But his greatest comfort was Professor Albus Dumbledore, the head master. He had become Harry's idol immediately after seeing him for the first time. But after time he had become a sort-of grandfather to Harry. Protecting him from the greatest of threats.

Right now though he was hurrying along with Ron and Hermione, to their next class. They were running late due to the stairs changing, and leaving them far out of their way. Hermione led the way, for she wanted to be late least of the three. And had just turned a corner when they heard a cry of shock come from her.

"Oh my god!" she gasped. When Ron and him caught up with her they saw that she was covering her eyes and her cheeks were as red as Ron's hair. Continuing their gaze down the passage, they were shocked to find five completely naked boys lying unconscious.

"Bloody hell!" Ron cursed as he ran to the closest one so see if there was anything he could do. Tearing off his own robe, Ron used it to cover the Chinese looking boy. "Hermione give me your robe!" he ordered. As he ran to the next body, he caught the robe the girl had thrown to him. Harry too had gone to help, and had his robe covering the small blonde and the tall one who seemed to fall together. Hermione had also used her magic to tear a nearby window shade, and cover the one that had hair longer than most of the girls they knew.

"Hermione, go find the teachers!" Harry called, as she stood still a little shocked at the doorway. Nodding, she complied immediately. "You think they're alright?" Harry then asked Ron.

"Yeah, but do you have any clue as to who they are? I've never seen them before!" Ron pointed out.

"Maybe they're first years." Harry weakly answered.

"Have you ever seen a first year look like this? They must be at least sixteen!" Ron then continued to look over the boy whom's hair could match Harry's in messiness. "Where could they have come from?" Harry was about to answer when just at that moment, the eyes of the one Ron was hovering over snapped open. For a few seconds, the piercing blue eyes moved around the room. It seemed as though the boy was memorizing his location. Then he looked straight at Ron and fixed him with a glare.

"Omae wa?" he said in a tone that even in another language was clear for threatening.

"Um… it's okay, I'm not going to hurt you." Ron croaked out. "My name's Ron, and that over there is Harry. Our friend has already gone to get help. We found you unconscious, though it doesn't seem that you're hurt." Ron rambled on as the boy sat up and looked to the others on the ground. The two wizards watched as the boy's eyes stopped at the longhaired one. Then completely disregarding the robe covering him, he stood and walked over to the other. Kneeling down again he seemed to check over the body. Then he started to shake the other boy, with earnest concern.

"Moshi, moshi! Duo! Daijoubu ka? Moshi, moshi!" he begged.

"Go away Heero. Just give me five more minutes." The boy answered in a half asleep voice.

"Omae o korosu, Duo." The assumed 'Heero', muttered in distaste even though a smirk adorned his face.

"Kill me later, me just want sleep." 'Duo' then rolled over facing away from the other boy. But this only made it easier to be picked up.

"Baka!" Heero said almost affectionately as he carried the other in his arms like a prince carrying a damsel in distress. He then walked over to the others and one by one kicked them hard enough to emit groggy moans from them.

"Wait! You can understand English?" demanded Ron. "Then tell us who you are!" he yelled as he brandished his wand, ready to fight. For a moment the boy seemed to consider him, then he looked back to his work of waking up the others. "BLOODY WELL ANSWER ME!" Ron seethed.

"Yes I understand English, but an answer was not required. You knew I was awake." Heero then continued to coach the others into the waking world, using none of the compassion that he had for the one in his arms. "Okite!"

"Well shmeg!" Ron cursed. "Here we help these guys, even covering them with our robes, and we don't even get a thank you!"

"Somehow I don't think he's the type to thank people for any help they give him." Harry said to calm his friend's nerves. Just then though, everything was interrupted by a loud gasp. Looking over they saw Hermione standing besides Professor McGonagall and Snape the Potions teacher. And again Hermione was covering her eyes with red cheeks showing, it was then that Harry really realized that the other boy in his arms only covered Heero. In truth Hermione was lucky, because it seemed that Heero had no problems being naked. Plus in assumed concern, Heero had made sure that Duo was wrapped in the torn window drape.

"My goodness!" McGonagall said as she started summoning more appropriate apparel. But she was soon stopped by the glare that Heero had fixed her with.

"What are the coordinates?" Heero asked her.

"You are at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry." She stated with a proud smile.

"What's the year?"

"Nineteen ninety-five." Snape snapped. "And who are you?"

"H… Heero?" the mumbled voice of Duo interrupted. Then with Heero watching, two beautiful eyes opened. Then a slight smirk appeared. "Told you I'd be five minutes." He snickered.

"Daijoubu?"

"Hai. Koko wa?" Duo reverted to the language Heero had been speaking earlier. "Mina-san wa daijoubu desu ka?"

"Hai, daijoubu. Koko wa Hogwarts gakkou no majo to mahoutsukai."

"Nani?" Duo almost screamed. "Masaka!"

End Part 1.

AN: Please forgive my rough Japanese.
Ryoko Porter