(Disclaimer) I do not own Harry Potter or any other series you find in this story.
" WHAT IN ALL THE SEVEN HELLS IS A BABY DOING IN OUR ROOM! Shouted Heero upon entering his, Wu Fei's and Duo's bedroom in the apartment.
" Hush you'll wake him up if you keep shouting" whispered Duo.
" I do not care. Now anser the question. What is a baby doing in our house?"
" He was left on the door step and a note was penned to the blanket asking us to take care of him because his current provider ether could or would not." Responded Wu Fei. He had just gotten out of the shower and was clad in only a towel and his waist length hair.
" I see. And you did not call social services why. "
" Because I will not let him, or you"
" Duo why in the world would you not let him call the authorities"
" The note said that his caretaker loves him but can't protect him and trusted us to do so even though this person knew we were ex-gundam pilots. I grew up on the streets of L2 and there were times all that I wanted was a hole to sleep in and a few rags. I was lucky if I had a sip of water or a bread crust a day. I can't, I wont let this child grow up in a similar situation to the one I did. Don't you understand? I have to help him. I have to."
" Wu Fei what is your take on keeping this child"?
" I think you should read the note first and only after you have read it decide whether or not you agree to keep the babe. "
" I shall do so."
" Duo give Heero the letter."
" Wu Fei what if Heero tries to give Harry away? I won't let it happen. I will leave before I let that happen "
" Let him read the letter first before you go to such drastic measures."
" I will."
Duo got the letter from the top drawer of his dresser and handed it over to Heero. He unfolded it and started reading.
"To any of the five ex-gundam pilots it may concern
I was entrusted with the care of a fifteen-month-old baby named Harry James Potter. I love this unique child but I do not have the time, resources or abilities to care for him. He has inherited empathy and air elemental abilities from his mother, telekinesis and fire elemental abilities from his father and other abilities from both. The abilities are dormant for now and may stay that way for a year or two but not forever. He also has some other abilities you will not believe until you see them first-hand. The reason he is not still with his parents is a sociopath is after Harry and they died protecting him. His godfather, Sirius Black, also died protecting him. Harry is now the heir to both the Potter and Black fortunes, Potter and Black businesses and Potter and Black seats on the ruling body of his home country. I know you are ex-gundam pilots but I also know that if you decide to accept him as you child he will be as safe as possible and will be trained in how to run multimillion dollar empires, deal with backstabbing politicians and how to physically defend himself. If you keep him I will send you a thousand dollars from his trust fund every month. You will also have access to the fund incase of emergencies. Harry also has a defender. In his basket with him is a week old snowy owlet. Her family has been bread as the protectors of the Potter family for centuries. In the envelope is another letter detailing how to care for her and what she will need to eat for the first two months. After that she will hunt for herself. Hedwig's breed of owl lives up to forty years if taken care of properly. She will most likely find a mate and lay a clutch of egg when she is six or seven years old. If each of you raises one they will bond to you and protect you like Hedwig will Harry. If you choose to care for this incredible child you will get another letter in a year and a day telling you all you will ever need to know about him. But I warn you, you will not believe even a eighth of it.
From Harry's hopefully former caretaker."
It was only after Heero had read through the letter for a second time that he made his decision. " I am willing to keep him as long as he does not interfere with our work at the Preventors and if he manifests any of the powers mentioned we will get him a trainer no matter how young he is. If he does not manifest these powers we will start training him in hand-to-hand, sword fighting, knife fighting, assassination skills, guns, stealth, and politics when he is six. Those are my conditions."
" I knew you would agree Heero," squealed Duo hugging Heero so hard that he felt slightly uncomfortable.
" I have agreed but Trowa and Quatra have to as well. They live with us and if we keep Harry they will be involved in raising him. Another thing. If we keep him we have to change his name. Harry James Potter is to conspicuous."
" I love you Heero. Quatra and Trowa will love him, you'll see."
" No."
" Trowa please."
" No Quatra, we are not keeping him."
" Why not?"
" We do not have the money or time to care for a child."
"The letter said that we would get a thousand dollars every month for his care, and there are five of us in the house. I am sure at least one of us will be here to take care of him and if all of us are gone, which by the way I don't think will happen, I am sure sally or Hild would love to take care of him."
" Very well. We will keep him. But keep in mind I am against it Quatra."
A/n
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