Title:Silent Whispers
Author:Razorblade 3x4, 5xBill, HarryxDraco, RonxHermione
Warnings:Crossover between Gundam Wing and Harry Potter. Older man relationship, Lemon in later chapters, OOC,
Summary:The Gundam Pilots are taken to the Harry Potter universe, but what for? And what kind of name are Voldemort and Death Eaters?
Disclaimer:I don't own Gundam Wing, Harry Potter or any other Anime/Manga references. I wish I did, and it is my mission to become rich enough to buy Wufei. It'll probably never happen but I can try dammit! Yeah, anyway. Not mine.
CHAPTER THREE"Voldemort? Dementors? What the hell dudes? This is overly confusing. But this Voldemort can't be all that great a wizard if he's keeps getting his ass kicked by Harry and his mates."
Wufei looked up as Duo scratched his head and sucked on the Bon-Bon Dumbledore had offered him.
"Don't forget Maxwell, we're only their age and we're in a war. 'Kicking ass' as you'd out it. Our Treize would be the equivalent of their Voldemort I suppose."
Heero nodded, then turned to look at the paintings once again. He didn't like the idea of something that was supposed to be inanimate watching him and listening in. he growled at the old man in one portrait, who quickly pretended to be asleep again.
Wufei turned to Dumbledore, who was smiling slightly at Snape. He turned to Wufei, as he seemed to sense him turning.
"So you want us to help you out in this war or something along those lines?" Dumbledore nodded.
"It would be helpful. Something he won't expect, the people supposed to be on his side on ours. We'll initiate you into the Order Of The Phoenix and go from there. Snape and some other will teach you the more complicated spells, and how to resist them. Do you agree?"
The pilots all got up and walked away from the wizards, forming a circle and discussing their options in whispers. Finally they all nodded and sat back down. Duo grinned wider than ever.
"Okay then. We'll help you out. But then you help us get back to our war. We can't abandon the millions of people back home who hate slash love us. So, what do we do now?"
Dumbledore smiled, his blue eyes twinkling.
"So all we had to do was swear not to go over to Voldemort's side. Simple enough." Dumbledore looked up from the paper they had signed, still smiling.
"I think it might be fair that we learn at least the basics of your pasts, so that we don't inadvertently upset you in any way." Quatre nodded and turned to Duo.
"As Duo here is the most cheerful most of the time, in a way, then he can tell my story, if that's alright with him and the others." Everyone nodded and Duo drew in a deep breath.
"Right then, this will be very quick, since I hate this as much as they do. Heero was trained as the Perfect Soldier. He wasn't allowed to be a child, he was a weapon from the start, and his only family, that wasn't quite family, was an assassin, Odin Lowe. He has trouble expressing emotion because of his upbringing.
I was brought up on the streets. I hung around with a pack of street-rats and we stole to survive. My best friend and the boy I considered my brother was called Solo. Everyone caught the plague that was spreading around L2, and I went and stole the antidote, which they wouldn't give us cos we were street-rats, but Solo made me give it the other kids and myself first, he died saving us. I went to Maxwell church, taking the kids with me. I lived there as it was an orphanage, but OZ blew it up, killing Father Maxwell and Sister Helen. I swore revenge.
Trowa has no past. All he knows is being brought up in the circus by the girl he considers his sister, Catherine. He was nearly killed by a spy named Midii Une. Trowa Barton isn't his real name, it's just the name of the man who was originally meant to pilot his Gundam.
Quatre is one of the universe's richest kids. But he found out he was a test-tube baby and ran away, kind of. He ended up being kidnapped by the Maganacs and being made to see it wasn't so bad. Then it turned out he wasn't a test-tube baby and he decided he was going to help save the world after he took a bullet for Rashid, a Maganac.
"Wufei was raised as a scholar, but it wasn't all that glamorous. He was forced to marry when he was fourteen, but him and his wife hated each other. She was a fighter, whereas he preferred peace. She went in a prototype Gundam to fight. Wufei took one with no weapons and followed her, he kicked enemy ass and took her to the flower field she loved, and she died in his arms, just as he grew to love her. While fighting in the war the colony he grew up on, his home, sacrificed themselves to save him, as he was considered one of the only people able to save the peace. He had to watch as his colony blew themselves up, killing all his friends and family.
Well, that's it I suppose. Anything else you need to know?"
Dumbledore shook his head, his eyes wide as he realised that these were no normal boys. How they hadn't sunk into depression yet was beyond him.
Snape was concentrating on a space of the wall on the other side of the room and the pilots were all looking down, remembering their pasts. Duo, Quatre and Wufei's eyes shone suspiciously, but they refused to cry.
Dumbledore turned to Snape.
"Severus, has your mark been burning lately?" Snape nodded. "Right, attend the meeting as usual. Boys, you are aware that the war we are asking you to take part in is nothing at all like the one you experienced in your own period?"
The pilots nodded, they knew they were here for a reason, maybe this was it. Wufei twiddled with a band on his wrist. Duo immediately noticed it as an action he tended to do whenever he was deep in thought.
"What's up Wu-Man? You're fiddling with your bands again." Wufei shook his head at the braided boy.
"I feel uneasy again. I had it earlier in the potions room, like nothing is going to be alright. It's rather…depressing." He bit his lip, and the emotions rushed over the boys like a tidal wave.
Memories flashed before them; the little girl's puppy lying in the rubble, the church burning, the mercenaries smiling a horrible interpretation of a smile at him, hand going to their flies, finding the file that said he was a test-tube baby, watching his colony burn and explode.
The pilots all closed their eyes and covered their ears, not knowing why this was happening but being scared by it all the same.
The door to the room flew open and three cloaked and hooded figures glided in. Wufei looked towards them and saw the greyed, scabbed hand emerging from the folds of one of the cloaks, towards him as the head tilted to reveal nothing but a black hole for some sick representation of a gaping mouth.
For a moment he glanced at Dumbledore, who seemed caught up in his own feelings of despair.
"Maxwell! Shoot it or something!" With those words Wufei jumped high and delivered a roundhouse kick to the creature's face. It staggered backwards but didn't fall, simply started towards Wufei again. The hand caught him by the front of his top and pulled him towards it, it's mouth beginning to descend.
"EXPECTO PATRONUM!" The creature dropped Wufei and the three of them fled from the room. Wufei turned his head up to see a man stood there, his red hair tied in a ponytail, and what appeared to be a tooth hanging from his ear.
Wufei ignored the hand held out to help him up and easily rose to his feet, before looking around for a moment before locating and picking up his gun and a knife, which had fallen from their hiding places on his body.
"Well, aren't you polite? So Dumbledore, these are the boys you told me about? They don't seem all that impressive." Duo frowned.
"Hey there buddy! You watch who you call unimpressive. Wufei kicked that things booty before it grabbed him. Who the hell are you anyway?" Dumbledore smiled again.
"This is Bill Weasley, Ron's older brother, well, one of his older brothers. He's a curse-breaker for Gringotts. He's going to help you with spells. How's Fleur these days Bill?" Bill shook his head.
"We broke up. Irreconcilable differences mom called it. So what exactly can these boys do Dumbledore?"
"Well, they are rather skilled at upsetting Dementors by kicking them in their faces. As Wufei demonstrated there. I'll introduce you shall I Bill? This is Heero Yuy; apparently he doesn't speak much. That is Duo Maxwell; he seems to speak enough for the rest of the group. Trowa Barton also speaks very little, but when he does it appears to be very well thought out and intelligent. Quatre Winner; he appears to have empathic abilities, very useful. And Chang Wufei is the one you saw grabbed by the Dementor. He's a rather excellent Martial Artist."
Bill smirked.
"He can't be all that good to get grabbed so easily." Wufei scowled.
"You wanna try me?" Duo held up his hands.
"Whoa there Wu-Man. You're a champion remember? You use skills for good, not beating up the other kiddies." Wufei turned and just looked at Duo.
"You're irritating Maxwell." Duo grinned.
"But you love me Wu. Admit it." Wufei shook his head.
"No Duo, I just tolerate you."
"HA! You called me DUO! Finally!"
