Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or Shin Kidousenki Gundam Wing. If I did, well...you get the point of why I wrote this in the first place, right? Okay, I actually only really wrote this cause I wanted a 1x2 fic...lolz...and for those of you who are wondering why this fic is in the Harry Potter section instead of the Gundam WIng section, its because it takes place in the Harry Potter dimension...so it doesn't have too, too much of Gundam Wing...yet...well...it might not have that much period...

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Memories of the Past

Chapter 1

by Hikaru

"And don't come back until summer!" Harry winced as the door of Uncle Vernon's car slammed in his face. This year, his uncle had been 'generous' enough to give him a ride to the station. He loaded his trunk onto a cart and wheeled away to platform 9 and 3/4. He was also early for once since the clock only read 10:30 so far.

He walked through the barrier and found an empty compartment to stay in. The train was still pretty empty. Harry guessed that everyone probably timed it almost exactly before the train left to arrive...and he was right. At about 10:45, family after family crossed through the barrier and started piling their things onto the train.

"Harry!" Harry heard Ron's voice calling for him and he turned to see him and Hermoine running towards him. "Guess what? Hermoine's Prefect this year!"

"Really? Congratulations." Harry smiled at Hermoine.

"Thanks." She grinned. "I wonder who's the other Prefect though..."

"Yeah, I woulda thought that you would be the one to get it." Ron said to Harry.

Harry shook his head. "No, but I got pretty interesting gifts from Hagrid and Professor Dumbledore. I'll tell you about it on the train."

They walked through several compartments before Harry suddenly bumped into someone shorter than him. "Omph."

They both fell down and it took Harry a while to figure out who he ran into. "Malfoy!" Although, he thought something was off about the other boy. His eyes were unfocused, and when they actually settled onto him, the other boy gave no insult or reaction. Other than that, the other boy hadn't changed much. While Harry had grown taller to a height of 5' 7", Malfoy was still only about 5'3". His hair was also a lot longer, a little past his shoulders actually. And of course, the absence of his ever-present bodyguards.

"Hey! Watch where you're going, ferret!" Ron's angry voice broke through the silence.

"Ron!" Hermoine scolded him.

"What? He started it..." Ron started to whine.

Malfoy only got up and left. Harry stared after him for a while until he was out of sight. 'Was that a red strand of hair?'

"-arry? Harry?" Harry blinked and realized that Hermoine and Ron were trying to talk to him.

"Huh?"

Ron rolled his eyes. "I said, don't you think he look kinda girly with his longer hair? I mean, he could be trying to be like his father and all, but it ain't working..."

"Why were you staring after him anyways?" Hermoine asked, curious.

"Nothin'...I just thought I saw a red flash from his head..." Harry mumbled.

Ron and Hermoine exchanged glances. "You don't think its another Quirrell, do you?" Hermoine asked.

"Huh? Oh, Nah...I think it was a red highlight..." Harry said.

His friends looked at him in disbelief. "Highlights!" Hermoine gaped. "The Malfoys wouldn't do something like that...it's supposed to be their pride and heritage to have that platinum blonde shade of hair."

Harry just shrugged. "Whatever, let's just keep going."

There were no more disruptions after that. Seamus, Dean, and the rest joined up with them a little while after they found a compartment and they played Exploding Snap, ate Chocolate Frogs, and such all the way until they arrived back at Hogwarts.

As everyone got off the train and started off towards the carriages, Harry murmurings behind him.

"He's kinda psyched out, dont'cha think?"

"Nutty...he's talking ta din air!"

"What's he on?"

"Hey Harry, you comin' or not?" Ron shouted as he and Hermoine waited for him.

Harry ran and caught up to them before asking, "What's going on? What's everybody talking about?"

"Oh, there's a rumor going around that Malfoy's gone psycho and is starting to talk to himself." Hermoine replied.

"Really?" Harry asked, surprised, as they got on the carriages.

"Yeah, there he is now, mate." Ron was pointing back towards the train.

Malfoy was still standing there with that blank look to his face and staring off into nothingness. It was a while before he moved. Harry watched as he slowed glided towards one of the threstals and murmured something gently to it like how a horse caretaker would to calm it down before stepping onto the carriage itself. Harry blinked. 'He can see the threstals?'

"Harry! We're here!" Hermoine called to him.

"Are you okay? You've been zoning out a lot today..." Ron asked, suspiciously.

"Hm? Yeah, I'm alright..." Harry replied, still deep in thought.

As they slowly made their way to the Great Hall, all the returning students started to chatter happily about what was going to be new for them.

"I heard the new DADA teacher was a stuck up prick!"

"I heard he was gorgeous..." A dreamy sigh was heard after this comment.

"No, I heard that he was a vampire!"

"No, it was a werewolf!"

"No, dragon!" This argument attracted stares.

"What?" Said person was trying to avoid all the stares now.

"Blimey, you don't think that it really is a dragon, do you?" Ron asked.

Hermoine snorted. "Of course not! Dumbledore wouldn't allow a dragon in here! And how could a dragon teach anyways?"

"What do you think Harry?" Ron asked.

"Don't know...it seems very impossible...but then again, we have had a really wide variety of DADA teachers..." Harry mused.

"Point there, mate."

"Zaley, Karshinkoff!"

"GRYFFINDOR!"

"Now that the sorting's out of the way, I would like to introduce to you your new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor! Please welcome Professor Chang!" A young man of about 20 at most stood up and ebony eyes stared scornfully out at the students. His hair was tightly pulled into a small ponytail at the back.

"Geez...he looks like another Snape to me..." Ron whispered to Harry.

Harry just frowned. 'He looks familiar for some reason...' However, all was forgotten as the food appeared on everyone's plates. As they all started eating, Harry noticed something peculiar. Malfoy was just staring at his plate and slowly pushing the food around.

Even as they went to bed and fell asleep, Harry still couldn't get the thought about how Malfoy had been acting out of his head. He had actually seemed like a normal kid for once instead of the stuck up snob that had been insulting him and his friends for the past 4 years.

Okay, is this okay, or bad? Please tell me. R&R Please! This idea just popped outta nowhere one day...And now that school's over for about a week or so, accursed summer school, I think I can maybe type some more up before my SUPER busy scheduling takes over again...and the stupid asterisks won't show up...grr...oh wells...at least it doesn't mess it up too much...