A/N: So the original plan was to do all of year one in this chapter but it was getting to be too lengthy and taking me too long to update. The response to this story was so wonderful, thank you all. I'm sorry it took awhile before I updated again. I've been working on other fanfictions and some of my originals.

Well, here's chapter two. Basically we're going to follow cannon unless something is specifically stated to be different.

Also, I'm sorry for the sorting not being in alphabetical order. For the scene to work, Harry needed to be sorted before Hawk.

Chapter Two

The platform was full of kids and parents, tearfully saying goodbye to each other as a new school year was about to begin. All around owls were hooting in their cages, frogs were hopping away from their owners, cats were scowling at the noise, and there were even rats squeaking. Harry and Hawk took everything in with wide eyes as they followed a family full of redheads through the fake wall.

Heero kept a tight hold of Harry's hand, knowing that in a few moments he would have to let go. He wasn't sure what he expected when they arrived at the train station in London but it certainly wasn't this. The number of people around was disconcerting and the strange behaviors and pets had him on edge.

"Wow this is amazing!" Shadi gasped, shaking his mother off and running ahead. He peered at all the people in amazement. "I want to go to Hogwarts too!"

Harry stared at the train and tightened his hold on Duo and Heero. Trowa was pushing his belongings while Quatre carried the baby. Wufei's hand rested on his sword, which he had managed to conceal under a long coat. His eyes were constantly moving.

Children began to lug their trunks into the train and the two families stood back to say their goodbyes. Harry turned around and buried his face in Heero's stomach, still clutching Duo's hand. Heero placed his hand on his brother's head.

"I don't want to go anymore," Harry muttered.

"Too late to back out now, kiddo," Duo answered. He knelt down and poked at Harry's cheek. "You're just nervous. Once you get on the train and get going you'll be fine."

"And you'll have Hawk with you so you won't be alone," Quatre put in.

Harry mumbled something before pulling away from Heero. "Promise to write every week?"

Heero nodded. "You will do the same."

Harry glanced at Duo. "I'm going to miss having cake with you."

"I'll find a way to send you some," Duo promised. He lifted Harry from the ground and hugged him tightly. Harry hugged him back just as fiercely before Duo set him back down. Wufei knelt down before Harry and smiled, placing a hand on his shoulder.

"I want you to maintain your studies. Just because I will not be around to help does not mean you may slack off. I expect updates on your progress."

Harry smiled and rolled his eyes slightly. "Yes Wufei." He hugged him tightly.

"Oh I'm going to miss you," Quatre gushed and pulled Harry close to him. Harry smiled and hugged him around his waist. "Only three months until Christmas vacation. We'll have the most wonderful holiday when you come home."

"Don't decorate until I get back!" Harry exclaimed. "I want to help!"

"Of course," Quatre agreed and kissed his head.

Trowa stepped forward and hugged Harry next. "Do not forget to care for Hedwig," he told him. "And we would like pictures, if possible."

"I'll try," Harry promised.

Harry stood on his toes and kissed little Lulu's nose, making the baby squeal happily. "Come on Lulu! Just once before I go? Harry. Har-ry!" The baby cooed and reached for him, trying to grab his glasses. "Maybe when I come home for the holidays."

The train whistled and all the children still on the platform began to hurry onto the train. Harry hugged Heero and Duo tightly one last time, blinking away the tears in his eyes. The final whistle blew and Hawk shouted for him to hurry, dragging his trunk onto the train. Harry quickly hugged the Kurama children goodbye before following Hawk with his own belongings. The two stuck their heads out of the window with the other kids and waved goodbye.

"By Master Quatre!" Hawk yelled, waving. "Master Heero, I promise to look after Harry!"

Duo chuckled and waved back while Heero merely nodded, restraining from rolling his eyes. Just as the train started to move a tiny voice called out over the noise.

"Har-we! Har-we!"

Harry's eyes widened and he jumped up, hitting his head on the window. "She said it! Quatre did you hear? She said my name!"

Quatre laughed as the train pulled away, taking a happily waving Harry and Hawk with it.

Hawk and Harry had found an empty compartment and stowed their belongings. "Do you want to look around?" Hawk asked.

Harry shrugged and followed his friend into the hall. They passed more compartments, most closed for privacy. A few of the older students were running around, greeting their friends excitedly. Some people were casting small spells, which Hawk and Harry watched with fascination. They wandered around until Harry felt his stomach grumble. Both boys decided to return to their seat and eat the sandwiches Quatre had made for them.

On their way back, they bumped into a redheaded boy who scowling as he hurried from a compartment. He glared over his shoulder as the door was shut harshly, crossing his arms in a pout. He jumped slightly when he spotted Hawk and Harry.

"S'cuse me," he muttered and started to walk away but before he could the compartment opened again. An older boy with red hair and freckles stuck his head out.

"Don't forget your precious rat, Roniekins!" The boy shoved a squirming rat into his hands before disappearing back into his cart.

"Roniekins?" Hawk asked, barely managing to hide the mocking tone of his voice. The boy flushed.

"It's what my mum calls me. My stupid brothers call me that to be mean." He shifted his hold on his rat to hold out a hand. "Name's Ron Weasley."

"Hawk Kurama."

"I'm Harry Winner-Potter."

Ron gasped and stared at him with wide eyes. "Really? The Harry Potter?"

Hawk frowned and Harry shifted uncomfortably. He had gotten this reaction when he had come to buy his school things. Heero and Duo had warned him that people would gawk at him the first time they met him.

"So, do you have, you know... it?"

Harry and Hawk exchanged looks. "It what?"

"The scar!" he asked dramatically.

Again, the two boys looked at each other before Harry moved his bangs aside. Ron gasped at the lightening bolt scar and Harry just shrugged. It wasn't that big of a deal to him.

"We were just going to sit down, you want to join us?" Harry offered. The redhead snapped out of his gawking and nodded quickly. However they barely made it two steps before another group of kids stopped them.

They were the same age and already in their school uniforms. A blonde with blue eyes was their leader and Harry could tell just by looking he came from money. He carried himself with the same arrogance as some of the boys from his old school. Harry glanced at Hawk and noticed his friend had come to the same conclusion. The other kids with him differed to the blonde boy, who stepped forward.

"I thought so," he said by way of greeting. "I heard the famous Harry Potter was coming to school this year. I'm Draco Malfoy."

Harry nodded. "I'm Harry, this is my best friend Hawk, and our friend Ron."

Harry didn't miss the way Ron puffed up slightly at being referred to as their friend.

Draco looked over Hawk briefly before glancing at Ron, not even trying to hide his distaste of the redhead. It was then Harry noticed how out of place Ron was among the group. He and Hawk were in nice clothes, as Quatre and Shilin had insisted they wear something nice for their first day, and Draco and his friend's were in perfectly kept school uniforms. Ron was wearing a worn out sweater and old jeans. The redhead must have noticed all this too because he flushed under Draco's gaze.

"Well it's a pleasure to meet you," Draco continued, looking at Harry again. "I do hope we can become friends while at school. After all, it wouldn't do for either of us to be seen with the wrong sort." He glanced briefly at Ron as he said this before holding his hand out to Harry.

Harry didn't want anything to do with the stuck up boy but Quatre's words rang in his ears. "Never turn down a handshake, Harry. You never know who will be a friend or foe later and it's always desirable to make friends rather than enemies. Even if a person is saying something distasteful, hide your thoughts and always be polite."

With that piece of advice in mind, Harry forced a smile and accepted the handshake. "Thank you for your offer," he said. "I don't know a lot about this world so your advice will be most welcome."

Draco smirked. "If you'd care to join us, we have a compartment to ourselves." Draco gestured to their seats.

"Thank you but another time. I promised my friends I would eat lunch with them and I don't wish to be rude." He glanced at Hawk before smiling again at Draco. "I hope to see you around school, Draco. Excuse me."

Without another word, Harry slipped past the group of kids, Hawk and Ron following. Ron scowled at Draco who sneered back. They didn't say anything until they were in their compartment and had shut the door.

"You handled that well," Hawk complimented. "Master Quatre would be proud."

"You didn't mean any of that, did you, Harry?" Ron asked quickly. "Because that was Draco Malfoy and the Malfoys are as slimy as they come! Their family has turned out more dark wizards than any other family in the history of the wizarding world!"

"That's seem like an exaggeration," Hawk commented.

"It's true!" Ron exclaimed. "You should stay away from him, he's nothing but trouble."

Harry looked at the boy with an amused face. "Are you offering to tell me who's the wrong sort now?"

Ron flushed. "No I just..."

"Good because I can do that all on my own," Harry dismissed. "I don't need anyone telling me who to hang out with and who not to." Harry stepped up on the seat and pulled the sandwiches from his bag, tossing them to Hawk before jumping down. "You want one?" he offered Ron, who looked a little put out by Harry's flippant attitude.

"No thanks," Ron muttered, pulling out a couple of crushed sandwiches from his pocket. "My mum made me some too."

There was a knock on the door and Hawk opened it to reveal a woman pushing a cart full of candy and other snacks.

"Would you like any chocolates dears?" the woman asked.

Ron shifted uncomfortably. "No thanks, I don't have any money."

Hawk shoved his hands into his pockets. "Well I do and I want to try some wizard candy." He held out his money. "One of everything, please."

"Same here!" Harry said excitedly and then glanced at Ron. "You know what, make that two of everything."

It took awhile but eventually the kids had their treats and tossed their sandwiches to the side, forgotten if favor of the sweats. Ron explained all the candies and pointed out his favorites and which ones to be careful of. The boys spend the rest of the train ride together, laughing and enjoying their treats.

After a wonderful boat ride across the lake, Hagrid led the first years into the Great Hall. Harry glanced at Hawk in amazement, noticing his friend also had a look of wonder on his face. Hawk grinned at Harry and nudged him.

"And you wanted to stay home."

They listened as an old hat sang a catchy tune and then Professor McGonagall began to call students up in no particular order. She shouted a name randomly from a list and so Harry was startled when he heard his. He glanced nervously at Hawk before walking up and sitting. His sorting took longer than the other students but eventually, the hat shouted Gryffindor and Harry hurried to take his seat.

Harry glanced at Hawk as he hurried to the Gryffindor table, which was roaring with joy at getting him. Hawk smiled reassuringly and turned back to Professor McGonagall, who was trying to call the next student. Her voice managed to ring out over the cheering crowd.

"Kurama, Hawk!"

Hawk walked up to the stool with his head held high. He sat and the hat covered his eyes as it slid onto his head.

"Well hello there," the hat spoke in his ear and Hawk jumped slightly in surprise. "You are a new one. Where to put you? Let's see... oh, you're very brave and loyal. One of the most loyal people I have seen in a long while."

"Thank you...?" Hawk said hesitantly.

The hat chuckled. "You're smart too, but Ravenclaw would not be a good match. Ravenclaws have an unquenchable thirst for knowledge and while you may be intelligent, you are not driven by your desire for knowledge. Perhaps Slytherin? No, no, there is no ambition."

"I'm ambitious!" Hawk argued. The hat laughed again.

"Well we'll have to pick between Hufflepuff and Gryffindor."

"Gryffindor."

"Hmm? And why do you chose that?"

"My job is to protect Harry and it will be a lot harder to do that if we're in different houses."

"You are brave, it is true, and have noble heart, but your unyielding loyalty makes you a prime candidate for Hufflepuff."

Hawk rolled his eyes, realizing what was about to happen, and suddenly stood from the stool, snatching the sorting hat off his head. He shoved the thing at the surprised Professor.

"It said Gryffindor," he snapped and stomped towards the table. He wasn't about to let some stupid hat separate him from his best friend and charge.

"Young man!" Professor McGonagall called. "You must wait until the Sorting Hat calls out your house! You can not pick one on your own."

"You can tell your stupid hat to shove it!" Hawk yelled, making the student body gasp. Harry slapped a palm to his face.

Before the Professor could respond the hat straightened in her hands and shouted, "Gryffindor!"

Hawk rolled his eyes as the Gryffindor table clapped uncertainly. He sat next to Harry with an annoyed look that turned into a glare as Harry laughed. The sorting continued smoothly after that and soon everyone was seated. Professor Dumbledore stood, smiling at all the students.

"There is a time for speeches and a time for eating. Now is the time for eating. Tuck in."

Food appeared on the tables and Harry and Hawk stared at it in wonder. Students began grabbing everything they wanted and helping themselves. As they did, Hawk turned to Harry.

"If they can just make food appear, why are there people starving around the world?"

Harry shrugged but a girl's voice answered quickly from across from them. "The food merely appears on the table, someone makes it before hand. Food can't be transfigured, it goes against the laws of Transfiguration."

Hawk glanced at the bushy haired girl who had spoken. She had a large book sitting next to her and was eating neatly.

"There are laws about magic?" he asked in surprise.

"Well of course. Everything has laws and rules that need to be followed, even magic."

Hawk shrugged. "I'm Hawk, this is Harry—"

"Harry Potter, yes I know," the girl interrupted. "I've read all about you."

Harry blinked in surprise. This girl's tone was very stuck up. "Well I haven't read all about you, so perhaps you could share your name?"

She flushed. "Of course, I'm Hermione Granger."

"Nice to meet you." Harry turned to Hawk. "Do you think every conversation I have is going to be like this?"

"Probably," Hawk said. "You should have listened to Master Duo and worn something to hide your scar. It's like wearing a permanent name tag."

"I hate name tags," Harry complained. "I don't like when people use my name as if they know me. And they all keep getting it wrong. It's Harry Winner-Potter." Hawk shrugged, not having any words of advice. They finished dinner and we released to their new rooms. The prefects led the way and told them the password before pointing upstairs and sending the kids to bed.

As the new first years entered the room and looked around in curiosity at the beds Hawk stopped. "We have to share rooms?" he asked in surprised. "This castle is huge! Why do we need to share?"

"It's better than a cupboard," Harry shrugged, spotting his stuff at the end of one bed.

"Don't act like I'm a bad person for not wanting to share," Hawk grumbled. "I'm just not used to it."

"Are you an only child?" Neville asked. "I am, so I've always had a room to myself too."

"Actually I have two brothers and three sisters," Hawk explained. "We just always got a room to ourselves."

"How big is your house?" Ron exclaimed. "I had to share with two of my brothers before the oldest two moved out."

"My place is pretty big. Harry's home is bigger though, he lives in a mansion."

Harry pulled his shirt off. "It's Quatre's mansion, I'm just lucky enough to live there."

The other boys were amazed to hear of their living arrangements but Harry wasn't interested in talking. He was full and sleepy. Before climbing into bed, Harry grabbed a picture from his trunk of his family and set it on his bedside table. He smiled as he crawled into bed.

"I want cake," he whispered to no one in particular.

"Cake? I'm stuffed from dinner!" Seamus groaned. "I couldn't eat another bite!"

Everyone called goodnight and the candles snuffed themselves out. Within minutes the room was filled with the sound of snoring and deep breathing. Harry removed his glasses and lay down, staring at the picture of his family and missing them terribly. The sound of his bed curtains being pulled aside made Harry sit up.

"What's up?" Harry whispered to Hawk. His friend sat on his bed and held out a box. He opened it and Harry suddenly smiled. "Is that...?"

"Master Duo asked me to keep it a surprise," Hawk said quietly. He held out a note to Harry written in Duo's messy scrawl.

We love you.

Smiling, Harry ignored his homesick tears and quietly shared a piece of chocolate cake with his best friend.

A few months after school began Harry was lying on the bench at the Gryffindor table in the Great Hall with his head resting on Hawk's leg as he didn't have anything soft to lay on. Hawk was reading a potions book while absently eating his breakfast. He paused mid-bite to re-read a particularly interesting sentence and a bit of oatmeal slipped from his spoon, landing on Harry' face.

"Hawk!" Harry whined loudly, wiping his face.

Hawk blinked down at him in surprise. "Oh, sorry Master Harry," he muttered absently before returning to his book. "Wasn't paying attention."

"Obviously," Harry groused. He sat up with an annoyed sigh. He hated when Hawk referred to him as "Master Harry." It hadn't happened in awhile, as they became friends Harry managed to convince him to not address him so formally, but every now and again, either when Hawk was mad or distracted, he'd slip up and refer to him by the annoying title. "It's Saturday, why are you doing homework?"

"Because it's Saturday," Hawk answered. "My dad has been writing every week demanding updates on my school work. I can't believe Master Wufei isn't doing the same for you."

Harry grumbled under his breath. Wufei had been demanding updates, Harry had just been... glazing over the truth a little. It wasn't like Harry was doing poorly, he was actually at an average grade level, but Harry new that average would never satisfy Wufei.

Ron sat across the table from them then, ending the conversation. He was still half asleep and grumbling angrily under his breath.

"Didn't expect you to be up so early," Harry commented.

Ron scowled. "Fred and George set off a prank in the tower and woke me up." He grabbed some bacon and bit into it viciously.

Harry nodded. "Well, since you're up, do you want to do anything today?"

Ron just shrugged, too tired to think of anything past eating. Harry scowled at his friends. He was bursting with energy this morning, having gotten a goodnight sleep. But Hawk was engrossed in his work and Ron was really unpleasant to be around first thing in the morning. The boy glanced around the great hall, which was nearly empty because of the early hour, and spotted Draco. The blonde was walking towards him with his two friends, Vincent and Crabbe, on either side. Harry smiled and sat up straight. Draco would be a fun distraction.

"Good morning, Draco," Harry nodded.

"Good morning, Harry. I hope you slept you well." Hawk looked up from his book and nodded politely to the blonde who returned the gesture. Draco and Hawk had a strange relationship. Hawk grew up with money and therefor new all the social protocols and had perfect manners (when he chose to). His polite disposition had impressed Draco but the blonde still looked down on him because he was muggle-born. Despite this the two had come to a mutual understanding of "if you're not rude to me, I won't be rude to you." Harry found the whole thing amusing.

"Very well, thank you," Harry answered. "And yourself?"

"Without trouble, as always."

Harry and Draco had a slightly different relationship. Draco was an aristocratic and raised to behave a certain way in public. Harry had been raised in a cupboard. When Quatre adopted him, the blonde taught him some of the proper social mannerisms and rules but hadn't delved too deeply into it. He preferred Harry to be himself and only taught him because Harry had been curious.

Now Harry put those lessons to use when speaking with Draco. He found it fun, like he was acting in a movie while simultaneously playing a game. He had to act properly but also maneuver himself with grace so as not to say something embarrassing. It was a challenge sometimes, but Harry usually succeeded.

"Do you have any plans for this morning?" Harry asked.

Draco shrugged his shoulders delicately. "I had planned on completing my homework from the past week."

Harry's shoulders slumped and he barely restrained from groaning. What the hell was with his friends and doing homework on Saturdays? He felt like everyone had suddenly been resorted into Ravenclaw and forgot to mention it to him.

"Are you heading to the library?" Hawk asked, closing his book and standing.

Draco nodded.

"Then perhaps I'll accompany you. I need to research this potion more."

"More?" Harry exclaimed. "You've been researching this potion for days now! You do know Snape only assigned us to write a foot, right?"

Hawk glanced and him and Harry mentally cursed. He had definitely lost this round of "act like a social elitist" with his outburst.

"It's the quality, Harry, not the quantity," Hawk scolded. "I can't believe you're having trouble keeping up with the workload here. It's not half as bad as our old school."

Harry rolled his eyes and stood. "Fine. Let's go to the library and finish our homework. But I want to do something fun this afternoon." He glared at Hawk a moment longer before turning to Draco. "If you don't mind the company, I could use some help in potions too."

Draco smirked. "You are rather abysmal at it."

Harry scowled and rolled his eyes. As he turned to leave he noticed Ron and a few other Gryffindors scowling at him. They hated Slytherins, Malfoy in particular, and didn't like the fact that Harry and Hawk were on friendly terms with them. Harry found the house prejudices to be annoying. He understood taking pride in one's house, he was the first to say Gryffindor was the best out of the four, but that didn't mean he should write off the other houses. True, Slytherin had a dark reputation but Quatre had always taught Harry to look beyond the surface. All of his brothers really, had mentioned at one point that not everyone was who they seemed. Heero had repeated many times that you should never take anything, person or otherwise, at face value.

Harry could only assume these were muggle ideals, as none of the wizards would listen when he or Hawk tried to explain.

Ignoring the scowling members of his house, Harry led the way to the library, still pouting slightly. He had all this energy and was going to waste it on being responsible. He could feel Hawk's amusement behind him. Hawk was flourishing more at Hogwarts than Harry was. He loved magic and couldn't get enough of it. For Harry, the novelty had worn off pretty quick. Even now, months after school had started, people still pointed and whispered at him in the halls. He felt like a walking trophy that everyone wanted to look at. Even though Harry enjoyed Hogwarts and being a wizard, the pointing and staring really put a damper on things.

They arrived at the library and, to no one's surprise, Hermione Granger was at her favorite table in the back, surrounded by a stack of books. Harry walked over to her and sat down while Draco picked a different table, sneering at the blonde girl. It took a minute before Hermione paused in her reading and looked up.

"Yes? Did you need something, Harry?"

"I think Ravenclaw got ripped off," Harry told her seriously. The girl frowned in confusion so he continued. "Between you, Hawk, and Draco demanding we all do homework on Saturday, I think they missed out on three people."

Hermione blushed slightly. "The sorting hat really wanted to put me in Ravenclaw."

"Yeah? Why didn't it?"

She looked away for a moment before shaking her head. "That is none of your business," she said briskly. "Now if you'll excuse me, Harry, I have reading to do."

Harry rolled his eyes and left her alone. He couldn't figure Hermione out. Sometimes she was a perfectly nice girl who was just a little shy but then she switched on a dime and was an abrasive twit. Harry didn't know what to think about her as he sat down with his friends. They had pulled out their books and Harry looked around before feeling foolish.

"I don't have any of my school stuff," he announced.

Hawk rolled his eyes and reached into his bag, pulling out Harry's things. Harry stared at him. "You brought my school stuff? You were just carrying it around with you?"

"I got a letter from Master Wufei," Hawk told him. Harry's stomach dropped. "He asked me to explain how the curriculum worked here because you didn't explain things very well." He shoved Harry his books. "So if I were you, I'd start doing better in class."

Harry glared at his friend. "I can't believe you ratted me out."

"I can't believe you thought you'd get away with being lazy."

On Halloween there was an incident with a troll. Harry was currently sitting with Ron and Hermione in the hospital wing, getting checked over by Madam Pomfrey. None of them had been hurt, amazingly, but the teachers still insisted they go to the hospital wing. Now the three were sitting on a bed together in an awkward silence.

Finally, Harry nudged Ron hard in the side. The redhead jumped before scowling. He glanced over at Hermione and muttered, "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said those things about you."

Hermione glanced at him. "It's okay. You both saved my life so I forgive you."

She smiled tentatively at them and Harry grinned. The door to the hospital wing opened and Hawk glanced around for any teachers before storming in. He glared down at Harry furiously.

Harry blinked and smirked. "You're terrible at this protection thing, you know."

Hawk hit him.

"Owe!" Harry whined, holding his head. "What the hell, Hawk?"

"Do you know how much trouble I'm going to be in when our families find out about this?" Hawk demanded. "I swore to Master Heero and Master Duo I would look out for you. Even though Master Duo laughed at me, I promised I would do a good job. They're never going to trust me after this!"

Harry shrugged. "So don't tell them."

Hawk paused. "What?"

Harry smiled. "Don't tell them. The school isn't going to report it and I'm not going to say anything."

"Why?"

"Are you kidding? Heero and Duo would pull me out of Hogwarts in a second if they knew I fought a troll."

Hawk nodded slowly. "So if I don't say anything, they'll never know."

"Exactly."

"Fine. But you're never ever to do this again, got it?"

Harry rolled his eyes. "Yes Quatre."

Hawk scowled as Harry laughed.

"No, no! You're wrong!"

"You don't know that! What are basing your decision on?"

"What are you?"

"Easy! He's a slimy git!"

Hawk rolled his eyes. "You sound like Ron."

"Ron agrees with me."

"Ron's an idiot!"

Harry and Hawk glared at each other before huffing and turning away. They had been arguing all day about whether or not Snape was the one trying to steal the Philosopher's Stone. Harry, Ron, and Hermione were convinced it was Snape but Hawk refused to believe it without hard evidence.

"You're just fixating on him because you don't like him and he fits the stereotype for a bad guy."

Harry straightened from his spot against the wall. The two were currently waiting at train station in London for their families to pick them up. It was holiday break and Harry couldn't wait to see his brothers again.

"You know why something becomes a stereotype? Because it's true."

Hawk just shook his head again. "I'm not going to believe it without proof. If we focus completely on Snape and ignore everyone else we'll be caught off guard. My father always taught me to keep my mind and eyes open."

"Well since we don't have any other suspects, I'm sticking with Snape as the bad guy."

An expensive car drove up to the curb in front of the boys and Harry grinned. He loved expensive cars because they meant one thing. Duo stepped from the vehicle, followed by Heero and Shilin.

"Heero!" Harry shouted and practically tackled his brother. Heero caught him easily and hugged the excited boy. Harry turned and quickly pounced on Duo while Hawk hugged his mother tightly.

"Hey kiddo! We've missed you."

"Where's everyone else?"

Duo laughed. "Do you know how hard it is to get the whole troupe out of the house at the same time? Everyone's waiting at home at for us."

They piled into the car. Heero drove while Duo sat in the front seat. Shilin placed herself in the middle of Harry and Hawk, wrapping an arm around each of them happily. She smiled and kissed their heads before squeezing them tightly.

"So tell us everything," Duo ordered, turning around in his seat. "Do you guys like it?"

Harry and Hawk launched into a description of Hogwarts and all their friends. They spent the whole car ride taking turns telling stories. However neither boy mentioned the Philosopher's Stone or any of the more dangerous things they had gotten into. They didn't want to worry their families or worse, not be allowed to go back to school. Once they finished talking Duo and Shilin told them everyone was doing fine. The car ride seemed to pass in the blink of an eye as they soon arrived at Quatre's Mansion. Shilin and Hawk said farewell as they switched to Shilin's car and went home.

Happy to be home, Harry jumped from the car and ran up the steps. He barely slowed down long enough to take his shoes off before running into the kitchen. Just as he expected, Wufei was at the table, having his customary lunch-time tea. He looked up when Harry charged in and stood. Harry skid to a stop before him and stood straight.

"Wufei!" Harry bowed respectfully before launching himself at the Asian teen. Wufei smiled and hugged him back.

"Welcome home, Harry." He gently pried Harry away. "Have you been keeping up with your studies?"

"I've got a status report in my trunk from all my teachers for you to review."

"Good. And your training?"

"They took away my sword as soon as I got there," Harry reported in an annoyed voice. "Students aren't allowed to have them."

"Yes, the Deputy Headmistress sent it back to Heero at the beginning of the year. What about your physical training?"

"Hawk and I go running every morning before classes. We also practice our martial arts together on the weekend."

"Why not everyday?"

"We don't always have the time."

Wufei frowned. "We shall go over your schedule and rearrange it so you will have extra time for training. I want you to practice at least three times a week."

Harry sighed. "Yes Wufei."

"Already giving him more work, Wuffers?" Duo asked, entering the kitchen with Heero. "Give the poor kid a break, sheesh."

"Harry, Quatre is in his study. Go and greet him," Heero ordered. Harry grinned and ran off, laughing to himself as he heard Duo and Wufei begin arguing about his workload.

Quatre was in his study just as Heero had said. Harry knocked once before slipping inside quietly. A voice was echoing from the phone on Quatre's desk while the blonde listened with a frown as he stared at the computer screen. As soon as Harry entered, his face broke into a large grin and Quatre stood, gesturing Harry to him quickly. Harry ran over and hugged him as the person on the phone droned on.

"I've missed you!" Quatre whispered. "Welcome home!"

"I missed you too!" Harry whispered.

"This is my last phone call for the day," Quatre explained. "Trowa's with Lulu in the nursery. Go say hello and I'll be out as soon as I'm done here."

"Okay!" Harry hugged him once more before quietly leaving the office. He ran upstairs and hurried into the nursery where Trowa was just lying Lulu down for a nap.

"Trowa!" Harry whispered loudly. Trowa smiled and tucked Lulu in before turning in time to catch Harry in a hug.

"Welcome home," Trowa spoke quietly.

"I've missed you!" Harry told him before looking at Lulu. "When did she get so big?"

"I've wondered that myself," Trowa chuckled. "She loves to talk now."

"Did you just put her down? Can I hold her?"

"Later," Trowa said. He gently shooed the pouting eleven year old out the door. "She'll be awake in an hour or so." Trowa shut the door quietly. "Let's go downstairs and you can tell me about school. Have you been keeping up with your training?"

The rest of the day was spent with Harry running from one brother to another. He spent the most time with Heero and Duo but when Lulu woke from her nap he sat with Quatre and Trowa while playing with his little sister. Lulu was ecstatic to have him home and would scream Harry's name loudly if the boy attempted to leave her side for a moment.

"And my teacher, Professor McGonagall, she's the head of Gryffindor, is an animagus. She can turn into a cat! It's wicked."

"A cat?" Quatre repeated. He was sitting the couch next to Trowa sipping at his tea. "A real one?"

"Yeah. You still think like a person and everything, you're just in a cat's body. I wanted to transform into an animal but my friend Hermione –I told you about her, she's really smart but a little stuck up sometimes— anyways, she says it's really hard and usually takes years for a wizard to learn. And once you learn you have register with the Ministry cuz they keep tabs on people who can do that."

Harry placed a piece of puzzle down on the puzzle he and Lulu were playing with. The little girl scowled at it and removed the piece before putting her own piece in the same spot.

"That doesn't fit there, Lulu," Harry corrected gently. "Here let me show you."

Lulu whined loudly when Harry tried to move her piece and slapped the wood with her palm. Instantly the puzzle piece changed shape so it fit perfectly. Harry sat back in surprise while Quatre sighed, setting his tea aside.

"That's another puzzle ruined."

"I can fix it, Quatre!" Harry announced and pulled his wand from his pocket. He tapped the puzzle and the piece resumed its original shape. "Has she been doing a lot of magic?"

"Mostly when she's angry or frustrated," Quatre answered. "It's proved to be quiet a challenge."

"If you want I can ask my friend Ron's mum to give you tips. She's raised seven wizards, you know."

"I don't think that will be necessary," Quatre dismissed. "However, if you would like to fix all the toys she's changed magically, that would be a big help."

Harry grinned. "Sure!"

Harry started to climb into his bed, feeling extremely tired. Quatre had prepared a large welcome home dinner with all of Harry's favorite. Harry had happily eaten until he couldn't move and then sat with his brothers to watch a movie. Once the movie was over, he was ordered upstairs to get ready for bed. However Harry stopped and stepped away from the bed. A moment later, Heero entered the room.

Without a word, Harry held his arms out and Heero tossed him onto the bed with ease. The boy laughed, feeling extremely giddy from the familiar gesture. Heero sat on the bed as Harry made himself comfortable.

"I've missed being home," Harry admitted.

"You sound as though you have a lot of things to distract you."

Harry nodded. "I love Hogwarts. I'm glad I decided to go."

"Good."

Heero leaned over and kissed his forehead. "Duo and I have to go to the office in the morning. We will be back at exactly two o'clock."

"Okay," Harry yawned. "Does Wufei want me to train with him tomorrow?"

"He is expecting it."

Harry nodded, closing his eyes. "Night Heero. I love you."

"I love you too."

Heero stood and left the room, pausing when he saw Duo waiting in the hallway, his hands behind his back. The young man rolled his eyes.

"Keep it brief," he ordered. "He needs sleep."

"I won't be long," Duo promised, kissing Heero quickly before slipping into the dark room. Harry heard him enter and sat up, trying to blink sleep from his eyes as he smiled.

"Time for a long overdue meeting of the Midnight Cake Society," Duo teased, bringing out a single piece of cake with two forks.

"There's only one," Harry complained.

"That'll be plenty."

Harry took the fork with a suspicious look at Duo. "Plenty? Have you been getting along with Wufei while I was gone? Cuz the Duo I know would never say one piece of cake is plenty."

Duo rolled his eyes. "Just eat your cake before I decide not to share."

Harry did so. Even though he was still full from dinner, he would always make room for a piece of cake with Duo.

"So you really like your school?"

Harry nodded. "Yeah, it's fun. I didn't like it at first, because everyone stared at pointed at my scar, but it's gotten better now. They're all used to me."

Duo frowned but didn't comment. Harry took another bite before lying down and closing his eyes.

"Though, the thing everyone does that I hate is uses my name like they know me. I don't get to introduce myself. And when I do, no one gets my name right."

"How do they get it wrong?"

"My name's Harry James Winner-Potter. Everyone just calls me Harry Potter though, as if Winner isn't part of it." He turned on his side and blinked at Duo. "When I went to King's Academy everyone called me Harry Winner, and dropped Potter because Winner was the famous name. It's the exact opposite in the wizarding world. I wish people would just let me introduce myself so they'd get my name right."

"Well we know your full name," Duo assured. "And that's all that matters. Let others do and think what they want, so long as the people you care about most get it right."

Harry smiled. "You're right. Thanks Duo."

"Sure, night kiddo." He ruffled Harry's hair but the boy was too sleepy to complain. "Love you."

"Love you too..."

Duo slipped from the room, slightly worried about the wizarding world refusing to use Harry's correct name.

A/N: I didn't want to send Harry to school and never have the G-boys in the story. So I'm trying to make sure I send Harry home for the holidays so that we get to see them and stating that he writes to them every week.

I hope you guys liked it and that everything flowed okay. Please let me know your thoughts. Are there any cute scenes you want to see? I can't guarantee I'll write them but I would love the ideas and thoughts.