Little Kitten
By: Shy-Hime
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry potter or Gundam Wing.
Summary: Harry always wondered if the fates hated him for some strange reason. Honestly, he was a kitten in the same home as two of the Gundam pilots? How did he manage that?
WARNINGS: OOC! YAOI!
Pairings: Heero/Trowa Duo/Quatre Ron/Hermione Bill/Wufei Zechs/Sally/Noin
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Note: Before I created this, I had read RaiMei and it inspired me to write this, so I am sorry that it has some similarities, it was not my intention.
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Hermione Granger chewed on her lip as she frantically flipped through piles of papers and books once. Ronald Weasley was leaning against a wall; arms crossed over his chest and face a look of deep concentration. Furrowing his eyebrows, he lifted his head and asked, "Hey, 'Mione…?"
The bushy haired teen didn't look up growling, "Not now, Ronald!"
The red-head sighed, "No, listen to me, Hermione."
The girl sighed and turned, glaring at her boyfriend, "What, Ronald!?"
Ron glared right back, gaining a shocked look from the brunette. "What if Harry is in the muggle world? Isn't there some sort of agency that helps find missing people?"
Hermione blinked slowly, "Oh my lord, Ron, you're right! We can contact the Preventers!!" She jumped up, scattering books and papers and hugged her lover tightly, kissing him passionately.
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"Lady Une, two people are requesting to talk to you, would you like me to let them through?"
Une raised an eyebrow, "What are their names?"
Her secretary's annoyed voice drawled out, "Hermione Granger and Ronald Weasley."
Une shook her head in wonderment, why would those two contact her? "Send them in, Mr. Nott."
Before her secretary cut off the line she heard, "Who are you calling a bloody mud-" She shook her head again, her secretary really needed to learn to not pick fights with people. A knock on her door grabbed her attention and she called out, "Come on in."
Hermione stepped in first, Ron following closely behind. With a flick of Ron's hidden wand and wards were put up. Une raised an eyebrow. "Lady Une, we are sorry to intrude-" Hermione started but Ron interrupted her.
"Harry is missing, Anne," he stated bluntly. Une blinked, before snorting. Laughter bubbled fourth and spilled past her lips. Ron jumped to his feet, "This is no laughing matter! My best friend his missing and all you can do is laugh!!!"
Une waved her hand carelessly, her laughter stopping slightly, "I'm not laughing at that, what I am laughing at is that I know vaguely where he is."
Ron slumped back down into his seat, "Vaguely? How much vaguely?"
The leader of the Preventers waved her hand carelessly again, stating nonchalantly, "Somewhere in the higher class part of London."
Hermione was the one who surprisingly exploded, "HE'S WHERE!?"
Une sighed her previous amusement gone, "If it eases your worrying I'll send one of my best agents out to find him." As she spoke she sent a message to Heero explaining the mission.
Hermione calmed down, "Yes, please."
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Heero blinked his eyes tiredly, he had been gone for two weeks looking for Harry Potter and he had barely gotten any rest. All he wanted to do was sleep with his lover and Kuroao. Eyelid's beginning to close he fumbled with his keys. Finally slipping the right key into the keyhole he stepped into the dark entryway.
Slowly he made his way into the kitchen for a drink. A shadow flickered and a medium sized animal suddenly landed on the counter next to his him. He stared into vibrant emerald colored cat eyes. Was that concern in Kuroao's eyes? "I'm more tired than I thought," the brunette mumbled. Kuroao purred sympathetically and rubbed his head on the fit man's shoulder.
Heero sighed, lifting his hand to pet the persistent cat's head. Placing his now empty cup in the sink, he picked the cat up and headed to his and his lover's bedroom. He continued to scratch Kuroao's head causing the feline to purr happily. Heero barely registered placing Kuroao on his bed and changing into his night wear, but he did register slipping easily into Trowa's warm embrace and his pet curling up against his chest and resting his head on the crook of his neck.
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He had no idea why he brought Kuroao to the Preventer's office, but he did. This was also probably why he was staring at the strangest scene he had probably ever witnessed. His friend and fellow agent, Wufei Chang, was cooing over a purring mass of black fur that was Heero's kitten. Heero stood silently and refilled his cup of coffee, mumbling to himself, "I must be really tired, if I'm seeing things."
Kuroao smirked in his mind, who would have thought that the Chinese man that had almost adopted him was actually a fellow pilot of his new owner. He rubbed his head against Wufei's chin and the normally stoic male gave him a soft smile. Harry forgave him for leaving him in that stupid pet store for longer then what he thought was necessary.
Hearing the door open Harry turned, and promptly fell off his current perch. Before he could hit the ground Heero was holding him against his chest and petting his fur softly. Calming down Harry quickly made himself comfortable on Heero's shoulders, peeking out unsurely around his owner's neck. Yep, he hadn't imagined anything; Bill Weasley had just entered the office.
He hid his face under Heero's jacket collar and stared at the proceedings going on. Bill walked up to Wufei, a smug smirk in place as he bent down to peck the shorter male on the lips. Wufei protested, his Chinese words muffled by his apparent lover's lips. Kuroao mewed softly, pawing at Heero's shoulder. Heero turned to the black cat curiously.
Kuroao only rubbed his head against Heero's cheek, purring softly. Heero shook his head, he sure picked a weird cat. He turned his attention back to the couple and coughed to get their attention, "As much as I'm sure you would love to continue, that is Preventer property and I don't feel like explaining to Lady Une why there are suspicious stains all over Chang's desk." While he talked, he did not notice Kuroao jumping off his shoulders and strutting over to Bill.
Wufei had the decency to blush, and push his smirking lover away. Suddenly, the freckled red-head looked down in surprise. Rubbing against his legs was Kuroao, purring. "Hello, little one, where'd you come from?" Bill asked, picking the excited cat up and placing him on his broad shoulders. Harry looked him in the eye, and Bill stared at him wide-eyed, "Har-?" Harry narrowed his eyes at him and brushed his tail against the tall red-head's mouth, silencing him.
Before Bill could speak anymore a loud crash and bang grabbed the four's attention. The door to the office banged open and hit the wall allowing a large ball of orange fluff with something black in its mouth entered. A distinctly angry and male voice followed the ball of fluff, shouting, "CROOKSHANKS, GIVE ME BACK MY BLOODY SHOE, YOU DAMN FURBALL!!"
Another voice suddenly shouted back, but this one female, "RONALD, CALM DOWN WE'LL JUST BUY YOU A NEW PAIR!!!"
"THIS IS A NEW PAIR, 'MIONE! IT'S THE PAIR HARRY GOT ME!! IT'S A MEMENTO!!"
"HONESTLY RONALD, IT'S A SHOE AND HE'S NOT DEAD!" Ron suddenly came rushing in looking like the devil and he glared at the smug feline sitting on Wufei's desk, a black sneaker in his mouth. Unnoticed, Harry slipped out, fur fluffed out and eyes wide. Hermione came in just as he left, scolding her boyfriend. That was just too much. What the bloody hell is up with all the wizards in a muggle building?
Harry was wandering the corridors, gaining a few weird looks, but not many noticed the black feline. "AIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-!!!! CAT!!!" the sudden high pitched shriek, sent Harry flying back and claws digging into the carpet. Standing in front of him was Sally Po in the arms of a shocked preventer agent, pointing a shaking finger at the puffed up cat. Zechs Merquise came running, long blonde hair flying out behind him and a shorter blonde, with equally shorter blonde hair following behind.
Harry went into the further shock, Draco Malfoy? What was the world coming to? Zechs raised a perfectly arched eyebrow as he lifted his lover out of the arms of the still shocked agent, "There is no cat, Sally." However, Sally shook her head furiously and pointed at Kuroao.
Before Zechs could comment on the fact that there was a cat and Heero, Wufei, Bill, Ron, and Hermione (who was carrying a smug Crookshanks) came running towards the commotion, Draco pointed a finger at Kuroao and whispered, shocked, "Harry!?"
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Fin
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Extra
Trowa stared at his lover in amusement, who was blushing slightly and scratching the back of his head. "Happy anniversary…?" Heero asked rather than said. Duo was once again asleep on the couch, but this time Kuroao was stretched languidly out across Duo's face, his tail covering the braided pilots nose, causing the brunette's mouth to be open so he could breathe.
"Happy anniversary indeed, love," Trowa retorted, smirking. The taller pilot bent down and pecked Heero on the lips. "I love him, Heero. Thank you."