The Protector
Harry Potter and Final Fantasy VIII Crossover.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything! Not HP or Final Fantasy VIII. if I did Ginny (scary-obsession) and Rinoa (Whinny-perky-princess) would have died a death before they existed.
Summary: Squall meets a strange boy while out training, forming a connection with him. It's a friendship that will turn the tide of war and a love that changes the world. HPxSL. Lion Pair!
Note: Harry is the GF Fallen Mage. A non-elemental based offensive attack and provides protection for the caster(s). Known to KO enemies, he also grants the use of 3rd level magics to his user with the said user not having to have the magic in stock. Eg. Use Firaga even if user doesn't have it in their magic stock.
Note 2: Monster of a chapter: 11,000 words! I expect reviews people! I pulled an all-nighter to get this out!
Note 3: If anyone wants to read a really good HPxFVIII Lion Pair completed story I recommend Convergence. I unfortunately don't remember who the author was and don't want to mistakenly say someone else than the actually author. It's simply brilliant though, and it's the one that inspired me to write this one, Just a thought.
Warnings: Rinoa bashing, slightQuistisbashing, Boys on boys, kissing, making out. Maybe even (gasp!) sex. Swearing. Power plays. My crazy ideas...
Pairings: HarryxSquall, SelphiexIrvine, ZellxLibrary Girl, slight Irvine-being-a-manwhore-and-flirting-with-Harry...
Chapter 2
Promise me.
Squall and Harry arrived at the gate, just one time. Both of them opted for the usual fighting outfits. Squall was in his black leather pants, white shirt and black leather jacket with fur. On his hips were tow belts crossing over each other and his Griever necklace. Harry had his black, tight jeans on with his customary deep red shirt. The shirt was long sleeves and had a black tattooed pattern on it. Like Squall, he too had leather gloves one and combat boots.
Instructor Trepe was there already, lips pursed as she watched them approach her. It was no secret that she had some dislike for the young Mage. Then again, it was a well-known fact that most of the SeeD didn't like him.
Headmaster Cid had called Harry up to his office when he first enrolled and apologised for the mercenaries' behaviour. Harry mad smirked and waved it off, saying they weren't worth his time if they were jealous. Plus, he threw in, with a mischievous smile, "If I'm good now, can imagine how prepared I will be when I do take the test?" Cid had sighed and dismissed the boy that just taunted the SeeD in his office. The news had spread around by lunch. Cid was positive that the boy had done it on purpose to rile up the SeeD. And the man found himself chuckling without meaning to.
"You're on time," Trepe said, faint surprise written on her features. Squall merely rolled his eyes and said nothing. Harry just levelled her with an unimpressed look. She didn't react. Then again, she was only staring at Squall.
"Ok...Junctioning magic. Now pay attention. I'll be explaining how to utilise the magic you have stocked," she said with her 'Instructor' voice.
This time it was Squall's turn to level her with an unimpressed glare and Harry snorted, interrupting her.
"I'm sorry Instructor but is this really necessary?" Harry asked, face blank, "I mean, any student taking the SeeD exam should know how to junction and use magic by this stage. They would have failed otherwise, and I think I can speak for both of us that we don't need a refresher course."
Squall nodded in agreement, smirk in place as he watched Trepe's face go from normal to pale to red with rage. It was amusing to say the least.
"In that case," she said stiffly, "let's go. We are heading to the Fire Cavern."
They left the Garden and headed in a westerly direction. The few Monsters that they came across, Trepe and Squall attacked and killed with ease. It was only after the forth monster did Squall turn around to face his friend.
"Any reason you're not attacking?" he asked, eyes curious. Squall knows that Harry usually had a very good reason for doing things. It was like Harry had lived longer than what his age showed, but Squall never pried. He could wait till Harry told him.
Harry smirked, "While you were hacking away I was drawing magic and then upgrading it. Here." And Harry transferred some magic First level and Second level spells. There were even a handful of Third levels in there. Squall's eyebrows rose.
"You've mastered Third Level upgrades already?" Squall asked as he double checked his stores. Harry shot him a 'what do you take me for' look.
"Instructor, do you need any magic?" Harry asked, for once serious as he faced the female.
Quistis Trepe had to, grudgingly; accept that the boy was a genius at magic. She had only master Third level magic in her second year of being a SeeD.
"I'm a little low on Cures," she said slowly and then accepted the magic transfer. He had sent her all three levels of Cure magic, even a few Esunas. She just nodded and kept walking. Squall and Harry traded amused looks.
It seemed that Harry was tired of playing healer of the group by the tenth monster. Just as Squall readied an attack, he gunblade drawn, muscles pulled taunt as he prepared to dart forward, a pike of ice was thrown at the Bugbite. Squall froze and stared as the ice speared the monster, killing it instantly. Not even a second passed before the next ice spear killed the other monster. Squall straightened himself and lowered his gunblade.
Quistis Trepe had flung out her whip to kill the monster but was surprised when a level two ice spell hit the Bugbite, killing it instantly. The other one went down not a second later. She turned, in unison with Squall to stare at the diminutive black haired boy.
Harry rolled his eyes at their response. "I may be a primary healer but I do know how to fight. Plus, my casting time is extremely short as I'm used to rapid casting."
Squall chuckled lightly. Sometimes he forgot how scary his friend was.
"Forgive us of we forget at times, Magus," Squall said with a small smile, "Though it has been a while since we both fought with our swords."
Harry smiled in response and pulled out his twin katanas. Black handles with silver-green blades. They were his gift for his sixteenth birthday, along with the Magus. The Magus Sisters were a legend among the GFs. They were supposedly the strongest before they sacrificed their power and immortality to bring down Hyna, daughter of Hyne, the first Sorceress when she went mad with power. Harry was honoured with the name Magus for his skill and power. And perhaps, for his heart.
"Well then," Harry replied, his eyes dancing as he watched four Bugbites charged at them, "shall we, Griever?"
Squall threw a smirk at Harry as his own gunblade was draw. Immediately, the two drew back to back, leaving a slightly shocked Instructor to watch them. They both swiped at the monsters in front of them. Harry dropped low as Squall brought his sword in a full swing, hitting the monsters behind him (the ones in front of Harry). Harry then launched himself with an upward cut and a backward jab to left, as Squall moved out of the way. Harry kept the momentum going, as he turned towards his left, allowing Squall to attack the Bugbite that stood where Harry had been. Harry then charged forward, going passed the two Bugbites.
With some distance between him and Squall, Harry smirked as he went all out, shredding the monsters with fast paced attacks. Squall had done the same, unleashing his attacks with well-aimed strikes. The last poor Bugbite was met face first with the steel of the Revolver and, at the same time, the back of it's neck was met with Harry's katana.
Harry stood facing Squall, with a slightly bloodthirsty smile. Squall had a somewhat scary smirk on his face.
It's been a while.
Too long.
That was fun!
We still got it.
Duh.
Harry said nothing as he swung his sword around multiple times, flinging the blood from the blades. Squall swung his only twice (cleaning the blood) before shouldering his blade as he waited for Harry to finish off.
Quistis just stood there. She was still trying to comprehend the battle that just took place in front of her. It was more of a dance; a deadly, fast pace dance. There was just something about their co-ordinated fighting. It was not something that could be achieved easily. The trust and understanding of the other's movements. It was unearthly. Beautiful. That one word repeated in her mind. Beautiful but deadly. There was no doubt they were dangerous warriors.
"Instructor," Harry's voice pulled her from her daze, "Is the test to retrieve Ifrit? I mean it's the only logical reason to go to the Fire Cavern."
Trepe nodded, "Yes that is the test. You just need to get Ifrit to pass."
Harry tilted his head as he frowned, "GFs have a weird reaction to. Most of them I just need to ask for their power and they lend it to me. That won't mark me down, right?" Harry asked.
Quistis blinked once, twice. "Well, technically there isn't a grade. It's a straight 'pass or fail' scenario to take the SeeD. So as long as you get Ifrit you will pass." And she kept one walking.
"But will Ifrit grant me his power as well?" Squall asked quietly. Harry looked thoughtful.
"I'll ask him. If he doesn't then we will fight. He might or he might not. Shiva likes you a lot so that might affect his decision."
"True," Squall conceded as they approached the Cavern Entrance, "but Quezacotl likes you a lot more than me but lent me his power when you asked of it."
Harry shrugged as they watched Trepe approach a Garden Faculty.
"Objective: To obtain a low-level GF. A SeeD member must support. Are you
ready?" the hooded being said.
Squall and Harry both answered affirmative and saluted.
Quistis also saluted, "I'm their support. Instructor No. 14 Quistis Trepe."
The being nodded, "Select a time limit. Choose one suited to your abilities. Challenging yet reasonable."
Squall and Harry looked over the offered sheet of paper with the time limits.
"We can easily do it in twenty," Harry murmured and Squall nodded in agreement.
"Ten minutes," Squall told the guard. It just nodded and wished them good luck.
The group walked inside. Harry and Squall immediately picked up a good pace. Trepe followed behind them. So far they didn't encounter any monsters.
"My job is to support you in battle. Everything else is up to you," she said as they ventured further into the cavern. The heat was sweltering as the lava flowed in full view on the surface.
Walking faster, the air was suffocating with humidity. Already, the two boys had sweat forming on their hairline. Quistis said nothing more but was immediately on guard when a bomb attacked.
Almost immediately, Squall attacked, backing off to let a barrage of ice spells at the monster. Harry smirked as it went down. They quickly moved on, not even taking notice if their support was following.
As they entered the fire pit, Quistis couldn't help but think, 'Everyone is right about these two; they have amazing potential. I knew Squall was on Seifer's level and Mage was on his own, but... But seeing Squall and Mage fight together I can see why the Headmaster says that Mage brings out Squall's potential. It's like they are almost on the same level.'
The flames erupted and a bulking figure of darkness and fire emerged. Rising out, Ifrit, Overlord of Fire, stared at the group.
"You have come for my power," Ifrit rumbled. Trepe stared in shock. She knew Mage said GFs act differently around him but this was the first time Ifrit asked questions. Usually he attacked first.
Harry moved to step forward but was beaten by Squall who stepped in front of him. If Ifrit was going to attack, he would have to get passed the lion first. Harry opened his mouth to protest but Squall sent him one look. Harry knew that look. He simply turned back his attention to Ifrit who looked somewhat amused.
"I am Magus of the Mage Tribe of Shealia, Son of magic users Shiva and Ifrit. I request the use of your powers for myself and my friend, Griever, adopted into the Mage Tribe," Harry said. Squall was ready for an attack at any second.
Ifrit regarded the pair before the cavern as filled with rumbling. The three stared at the GF that was now laughing at them. Harry's eyes narrowed as he gathered his ice magic.
"Calm down, Little Magus. You have my powers, so need not ask. I find it amusing that you would refer to Griever as your friend when we both know the truth," Ifrit said with a scary smile.
Quistis gasped as she turned to her two students, wide-eyed. 'The rumours! It can't be true, right? Those two aren't...'
Harry rolled his eyes and sent a blizzard at the GF. Ifrit yelped and glared at the small boy.
"I only meant that he is obviously your protector. He was even named by your tribe named him Griever, the Lion-Protector," Ifrit said. The GF sounded like he was grumbling. Heaven help them if he started pouting, "Why would they give him such a title when you yourself hold the title of Magus, the Powerful? Pretty stupid but whom am I to argue..."
Harry traded looks with Squall. Squall shrugged. Maybe Ifrit was just weird like that. Or bored.
"Anyways, back to the topic at hand," Ifrit continued, "I will lend you my power as you are both of the last Mage Tribe. All GFs will."
A red glow drifted over to the two of them and they felt Ifrit's presence settle in their mind.
"You should not doubt, Lion-Protector," Ifrit said, turning over to Squall, "you may not be a blood child of the Tribe you are one of them now. No GF will ever deny either of you."
Squall nodded but did not move from his position, "Let's go Harry. We have just under five minutes to get out of here."
Harry nodded. With one last wave to Ifrit, Harry walked away. Trepe followed him, still shocked at what happened. She knew that Mage was from a magic tribe in the north but she didn't know that they had a connection with the GFs. Squall on the other had kept his eyes on Ifrit.
The fire GF regarded the young man with serious eyes.
"I protect him because I choose to," Squall said seriously, "I protect him not only in battle but in life as well. He may be powerful but he knows he will never be alone. And I wouldn't have it any other way."
Ifrit was silent but he slowly nodded, "Don't let us down, Griever. It has been a long time since any human has born the name Magus. The last was the one you call Hyne. Protect him well, for the day may come when this world turns on him for his power."
And Ifrit retreated into the depths of Hellfire, leaving Squall to chase after Harry and Trepe.
Reaching the gates of Balamb, Trepe turned to her students and nodded. That had gone a lot faster than she expected but then again, she had underestimated both of them. One more than the other, she had to admit to herself as she eyed the green-eyed boy with black hair. He had a petit figure and a pretty disposition. It was hard to connect to the warrior she watch fight.
"Well done," she told the pair, "I trust the both of you know how to take care of your GFs?" Seeing the nods, Quistis continued, "Now change into your uniform and assemble at the 1F Lobby. The SeeD exam will begin shortly."
Walking away, Quistis frowned. She had a lot to think about. It was the first time she personally examined Mage's fighting ability. And the startling change in Squall's level when he fought with the younger boy. Then there were the little things Ifrit said to the two of them. Mage called himself 'Magus' and Squall 'Griever', of the GFs of Legend. The Tribe Mage came from... There was so much about the boy she didn't notice before and she winced at that.
'I was so caught up in hating him,' she thought, cringing, 'I never was an instructor to him.'
Squall and Harry watched her go.
"She's seen something that's changed her beliefs," Squall murmured. Harry nodded thoughtfully.
"Think she'll lay off hitting on you now?" Harry asked, a smile playing on his lips.
Squall snorted, "I hope so but not likely."
Harry merely nodded as he started walking towards the Garden entrance. They said nothing as they made their way to the dorms to change.
Before Squall could enter his room, Harry grabbed his hand. Squall turned to look at his friend with a confused frown.
What?
Harry's emerald eyes bore into Squalls, pleading him. "What Ifrit said isn't true. No matter what happens, I will always want you by my side. You're my friend and protector, no matter how powerful I get."
Squall looked at Harry and sighed. He smiled but his grey eyes said it all.
I know. I told him so.
Harry gave him a happy smile and a quick hug before he bolted to his room to change from his normal attire. Squall was left smiling to himself.
Even after all these years there's still something about him that I just can't help myself. I want to be there. I want to protect him...
The pair walked quickly through the garden as they made their way to the meeting place. There were only, maybe, twenty students taking the SeeD exam, having passed the qualifications. Some others had passed but opted not to take the exam. Not everyone wanted to be a mercenary.
Harry and Squall made their way to where Trepe was standing, holding a piece of paper. People were already grouping up in their assigned teams. Harry looked at Trepe and groaned when he saw her holding the list.
"What are the chances that she arranged the teams?" Harry asked as they walked towards her.
"Pretty good since she organises a lot of these exams," Squall answered, "Why?"
"Bet you twenty gil that you're in the same group as Seifer," Harry said with a fake grin. His eyes were shining with worry. Squall sighed as his one hand touched Harry's lower back lightly, guiding him.
"If I am, then I promise you I won't pick fights with him. I'll keep a cool head and pass this exam, no matter what the moron says or does," Squall murmured softly.
Harry dropped his gaze to the ground, hiding a soft smile on his lips. But he nodded all the same.
"Squall," Quistis greeted, "Mage."
The two murmured greetings as they waited for their assignments, hoping they were on the same team.
"Squall," Trepe said, "You're with Zell Dincht.. Quiet a lively fellow..."
The said boy was feigning punches and kicks in the middle of the corridor. Harry had to snort. Squall got paired with the Enigizer Bunny from Hell. The blond then did a cartwheel followed by two back flips. He then sees them and smiles. Giving the thumbs up, the blond heads over.
Squall throws Harry a pleading look, only to find the shorter boy staring at Zell with interest. Squall frown as he found something bubbling inside his chest. He didn't like the feeling.
"Dude. I'm with you!" Zell exclaims loudly before wiping his hand on his pants and extending it to Squall, "I've heard you're one hell of a fighter."
Squall just looked at him. Harry sighed and nudged him. Squall rolled his eyes and took the hand. "Zell Dincht, hand to hand expert, right?"
Zell nodded excitedly, "Listen man, I heard what happened at training. Just ignore Seifer; he's an ass."
"That's none of your-" Squall started to say, only to be pushed back his raven.
"I like this one. He's got some common sense," Harry said as he offered Zell his hand, "Harry Mage."
"Wow," Zell exclaimed yet again as he took the hand and shook it, "You're like a legend. I heard that you could have become SeeD when you first entered the Garden when you were like, twelve!"
Harry grinned," Yeah, well, I wanted to study. Though I have to ask how you did that backflip. I always mess up when I try, unless I have a sword in hand. Weird..."
Zell gaped at Harry as he processed what the younger man said, "But you were under the age limit!"
Harry shrugged, "Headmaster Cid was willing to make an exception if I wanted to join. I didn't, well, not immediately. Now those back flips?"
Zell snapped out of his shock, "Well, you need to push more power from your abdominal muscles. When you use a sword, you're using your opponent as a bar to flip."
Harry nodded as he looked thoughtful.
"I can show you sometime?" Zell offered.
Harry smiled and nodded enthusiastically, "Thanks!"
Quistis cleared her throat pointedly. Zell blushed slightly and Harry merely raised an eyebrow.
"Your team leader is Seifer," she said calmly.
"SAY WHAT!?" Zell yelled.
"Ha! You owe me twenty Gil!" Harry yelled at the same time.
Squall sighed and handed the boy twenty Gil. Now he had to deal with the two blonds, one loud and the other annoying.
"It can't be changed," Quistis said, "Seifer! Are you here?"
Seifer stepped up and smirked at the other two, "Right here, Instructor," he drawled. He glared at the raven who glared back.
"You're squad leader. Good luck to you," she said.
Seifer frowned, "Instructor. I hate it when people wish me luck. Save those words for a bad student that needs them, eh?"
Quistis gave him a hard look, "Ok then, good luck Seifer."
Seifer's eyes narrowed as he growled out, "Add her to the list!"
Harry and Squall rolled their eyes. Zell looked confused.
"Well then," Quistis continued, "You're all assigned to Squad B. I'll be the instructor in charge. Teamwork is of the utmost importance. Let's get through this exam, everyone!"
Seifer rounded on his two 'teammates', "Listen up! Teamwork means staying out of my way. It's a Squad B rules. Don't you forget it!"
Harry rolled his eyes at the brat and asked Trepe, "Where am I assigned and to whom?"
Quistis double checked the papers in her hand and her lips pursed in reaction, "You're assigned to SeeD Squad A. You're to act as Healer and fighting support. You will report to Xu. You will be debriefed on the ship."
Harry nodded, taking comfort in the hand that slipped into his, squeezing lightly. Zell whistled but said nothing. It was extremely rare for a SeeD candidate to be part of SeeD team. It meant they expect him to keep up with the real deal mercenaries. And as a healer too.
Before anything else could be said, Headmaster Cid called for attention, "It's been a while, everyone. How's everyone doing? This exam will involve 12 members from Squads A through D and one SeeD team A...You will be proceeding to a real battlefield. Obviously, the battles are for real. Life and death, victory and defeat, honour and disgrace... Each of these go hand in hand. There's only one way or the other. How 'bout it? Are you still up for it? You will be accompanied by 9 SeeD members. Should you fail, these members shall get the job done. They always do. Well, that's one less worry on your mind. The pride of Balamb Garden! The elite mercenary force, SeeD! Learn from them, obey their commands and accomplish the mission. Prove yourself worthy of becoming a member of SeeD. Best of luck."
Harry snorted, "Headmaster Cid is awesome, but he gives terrible speeches. he's too brutally honest. It's a good thing he never went into politics."
Squall snorted as they followed Trepe to the garage. They climbed into a car and headed for Balamb. Driving through the streets, Squall was reminded of his dream. He tensed.
Mistaking his sudden tension for something else, Harry hugged his side, whispering in his ear that it will be all right as long as he didn't kill Seifer.
Squall had to snort at that but he couldn't relax as he felt the smaller body press up against him. Squall firmly shook himself and pushed it out of his mind. Now was not the time.
During this time, Zell wisely stayed silent as he double checked his items stock.
Getting off at Balamb they entered the last ship waiting for them. Taking their seats, Harry sat in between Squall and Zell, knowing that Squall had enough to deal with Seifer being captain.
Harry happily started a conversation regarding different fighting techniques and Zell replied enthusiastically. Though, it didn't pass Quistis's notice that Harry's hand was firmly in Squall's.
Squall was leaning back and looked like his was sleeping. Harry knew better though, as he snuck a glance. Squall was just 'getting into the zone.'
"Squirt, Chicken," Seifer said after some time, "Why don't you two shut up and give up some peace."
Squall immediately squeezed Harry's hand in warning not to react.
"WHAT DID YOU CALL ME!?" Zell shouted, getting mad. Harry sighed as he pulled the blond back down.
"It's okay Zell," Harry said in a serious tone, "he just feels felt out because he can't understand what we are saying with his two brain cells."
Squall snort.
"Why you!" Seifer bit out as he sat up. But before he could anything else a SeeD entered.
"Sorry for the delay. I am Xu," she said. They all murmured their greetings. She nodded at each of them and her eyes lingered on Harry who smiled back cheekily. Looking at Seifer she sighed, "How many of these exams have you taken, Seifer?"
Seifer smirked and shrugged, "You how I just love these exams."
Xu shook her head and turned serious, "Let's begin. Our client for this mission is the Dollet Dukedom Parliament. A request for SeeD was made 18 hours ago. Dollet has been under attack by the G-Army since about 72 hours ago. 49 hours into the battle, Dollet abandoned their position in the inner city. Currently, they have retreated into the nearby mountains and are reorganising their troops. That's the current status. Now onto the mission objective. According to our reports, the G-Army is mopping up the Dollet troops in the mountain region. We're to make a landing at Lapin Beach. We're to eliminate the remaining G-Army within the city and liberate it A.S.A.P. Afterwards, SeeD members will intercept any G-Army forces trying to make their way into the city from the mountain region."
Xu continued, "SeeD candidates are to eliminate the G-army inside the city. Squad B is to secure the Central Square. The order to withdraw takes priority. Do not forget. We are almost there, anticipate battle immediately. Be prepared."
The group nodded as Harry waited for his turn. He was not disappointed, "Mage, you are with SeeD Team A, my team. We are to secure the civilians and heal any allies. We must eliminate any enemy forces, invading or retreating. Again, withdraw orders take priority as well as the relative safety of the candidates."
Harry nodded in understanding, his hand clenched.
"We're expecting great things from you, Mage," Xu murmured as she sat down next to Trepe and started talking in hush tones.
Moments passed in relative silence, the only noises coming from the ship and the two SeeDs. Harry sighed and stood up. Stretching, he smiled at Squall.
"I'm going to head up and check what's happening. I want to see what mess we will be heading into," Harry explained to Squall. The older boy nodded and stood as well.
Zell shook his head, "I would rather wait and see," he added.
A snort form across the small room drew their attention, "Too scared, Chicken Wuss?"
Zell fumed but Harry stepped in front of his sight, facing Seifer. Scowling, Harry replied, "You're a team. Don't fight or you might end up dead. This will be a real battle, Seifer, so take this one piece of advice: Take it seriously. Don't go for glory or honour. Just live through it. Survive. That's the most important objective given. There's no time out or second chances. No do-over's. This isn't training, so don't fuck up."
With that, he turned and walked out with an amused Squall following behind.
Seifer was slightly shocked at the outburst. The Raven always had spunk but he talked like he knew what real battle was!
"He's interesting," Xu said out loud, "he acts likes and carries himself as someone who's been in battle. And from what I've read, he's brimming with potential. I can't wait to see what he can do."
On top of the vessel, Harry let out a small gasped at the view. The moon was full and the sea calm as they ripped by. Harry could see the other six ships and in the distance he could see Dollet.
It was like fireworks, as wrong as it sounded to Harry. The explosions lit up the city, creating a morbid but beautiful image as the blasts ripped through the city. And taking lives. Harry shivered as he eyed the battle he was to enter. In the back of his mind he noticed Squall step up behind him.
Squall's eyes widened as he saw a real battle for the first time. He watched as the explosions blasted a civilian city, wondering vaguely at the lives lost. As soldiers ran around and engaged in death matches. Squall finally had some inkling as to what Harry woke up screaming about. Why he woke up screaming and crying.
The ship shifted gears, slowing down slightly from it's rapid pace, causing the vessel to jerk. Harry stumbling as he reached for the railing. Instinctively, Squall wound an arm around Harry's waist and gripped the railing.
Looking down, he was met with glistening emeralds in the night sky. Silky black and red hair floated around a heart-shaped face as Harry tilted his head back to stare at Squall. Squall's breath caught as his eyes steeled in determination. This was only the first battle. He would walk away from this one and all others. He had someone he had to protect, so he couldn't die here.
They were approaching fast now. Gripping the arm around him, Harry turned around so he was literally in Squall's arms.
"Here," Harry said as he pushed some magic at Squall and a handful of potions, "Some level 3 spells just in case and healing ones because I won't be there."
Squall frowned as he took them reluctantly, "Are you sure? You might need them..."
Harry shook his head, hair flying in the wind, "I've got more than enough and I can always upgrade if I need more. Plus, I've got SeeDs watching my back. You don't."
Squall said nothing but simply stared at his best friend and other half. The one person who literally turned his life upside down and turned it around. Harry, the fiery prodigy who wanted to be his friend when no one else dared or cared enough to. The one person who slipped into his heart.
Harry threw a glance at Dollet as it grew steadily closer. Turning back to Squall, he gripped Squall's necklace and traced over the lion. "Squall, stay safe, okay?" he said quietly, "watch your back and come back to me, Griever."
Squall simply drew him into a hug and Harry felt some relief at the silent promise. Pulling back, he turned around but still melted into Squall's embrace. Squall merely adjusted his grip and buried his nose in Harry's hair.
"You better come back unharmed," Squall murmured as they watched the explosions light up the sky, "or I'll never let you out of my sight again."
Promise me that you'll come back to me.
Harry said nothing as he smiled and squeezed Squall's arm in response. They stayed like that until Xu called them down a few minutes later. It was almost time for the ships to break the barricade.
Breaking on the beach, the group rushed out. Seifer lead as they rushed passed the beach and into the city entrance. At this point, Seifer was taking the left path, forcing Zell and Squall to follow. Alert of his surroundings, Squall sent one last look at Harry who was going in the opposite direction, following Xu. Their eyes met for just an instant.
I'll see you soon. Promise.
Squad B engaged in battle pretty quickly. The soldiers they had to cut down were only grunts but Squall quietly stored up his magic. They had some decent magic and it was a habit he picked up from Harry.
In the midst of a battle on the city street, Squall fought off two soldiers at once while Seifer fought off his own. Zell just finished his own soldier and was coming to help him.
Squall parried and sliced, throwing in a kick while he was at it. Zell, as he made his way to Squall, foolishly left his back open. Squall's eyes widened as he watched three soldiers burst from the shadows.
"Zell!" Squall yelled as he called a Firaga spell, "Behind you!"
Zell immediately moved to his side, turning around as he got into stance. However, before he got to punch the man, a Firaga blew the first man backwards. Zell then jumped at the the other two.
The spell distracted the two men Squall was fighting, allowing his to take them out quickly. Squall had to swallow as he realised he killed his first human being.
Monsters were one thin but these were people with families and friends and loved ones. People they would never return to...
But he had no time to contemplate this as the pressed on towards the Central Square. Of course, Seifer probably didn't care and it wasn't like this was the first time taking the exam. He's probably killed before. Zell, on the other hand, probably hasn't even realised it. Or he's been only disabling and knocking out his opponents. Hand to hand fighting allows that. Sword fighting doesn't.
Harry one the other hand followed Xu as she travelled through the maze that was Dollet. Harry was half a step behind her as he kept an eye open. It was like pure adrenalin was running through his veins. Better than flying on his firebolt or simply using his magic; it was the thrill of being in battle. Something that had been drilled into him. As much as he hated killing, this was something he was born for.
His palms itched in anticipation and his magic was buzzing. Everything was on high alert. It reminded him of what he once fought for. How he once lived as a mortal. The old Harry James Potter...
Harry was snapped out of his thoughts as he grabbed Xu and pulled her aside as he ducked behind a car. The area they had been standing exploded as a Firaga spell hit it. Releasing Xu, Harry flung a Thundaga spell at the caster, hearing the screaming as it met its target. Xu stared at him.
"It seems we would the enemy, Captain," Harry said as his right hand drew his Katana, "What are your orders?"
Xu swallowed and nodded grimly, "Exterminate immediately. Secondary objective: Heal civilians and allies."
Harry nodded and smirked. His eyes hardened as he got ready, "No other orders on how to attack, Captain?"
Xu shook her head as she too drew her range weapon. "None." Checking her magics, Xu turned to Harry only to find him gone. Bloody yells muffled by gurgling caused her to turn and stare at the scene in front of her. The boy was... dancing... in between the enemy... two swords... but he was casting almost at the same time. He was fast and deadly...
Xu snapped into her profession and joined the battle. Joining the dance that the candidate was doing, but a part of her had already accepted him as her equal. As a SeeD.
They just disposed of the soldier that attacked them from behind the statue as they reached their destination. The three of them made short work of the man. Squall had to admit that the other two had skills.
"There may be more," Squall said quietly, still on guard.
Seifer snorted, "All right, I want you guys to scout the area for enemies."
Squall said nothing as he moved to follow his orders. He may not like the guy but he was the captain. He would follow Harry's advice and do everything to stay alive, even if it meant obeying orders to avoid conflict within the team.
Zell followed his lead, and between the two of them they disposed the other soldiers they found lurking in the Square.
Xu and Harry finally found the rest of their team; meaning two other SeeDs. The groups nodded at each other and quick introductions as they cleared through the street. The other SeeDs were surprised to see the candidate keep up easily with them. So far, it seemed that the civilians either managed to lock themselves in their homes or get out of Dollet as there were none in need of healing.
Allies on the other hand, there were a lot of. Though Harry was fast and efficient in dealing with them, he was often being protected by the others by enemies trying to launch surprise attacks as he healed the Dollet Soldiers.
Harry was jerked from his healing as he heard a female scream in pain. He finished quickly only to see Xu had a sword rammed through her stomach.
"Defend your friend!" Harry snapped at the one Dollet Soldier as he stood, magic gathering on his fingers.
Summoning Thundaga's, Harry lashed out as he controlled the path if the lightening to strike the enemy only. The next wave of magic released were spiked of Blizaras that struck those trying to run or hiding in the shadows. Within moments, he was by Xu's side as he summoned linked, multiple Firagas to create a wall between them and the battle.
Immediately, Harry cast three Curagas in a row on the damaged area. Xu gasped in pain as the magic flowed through her and healed the area. She looked at him gratefully through pain-filled eyes.
"It's okay," she murmured. "Stop. Don't waste your magic."
Harry's eyes blazed, "Sorry Captain but I'm ignoring that order."
He poured more magic , using his finer control to heal the most intense damage first and then work upwards. Four more Curagas and two Curas, Xu was sitting up and staring at Harry in amazement.
"It's going to scar and you better take it easy when we fight. Stay back and use magic. I would have you in bed rest for a week but I'm not sending you back alone," Harry said seriously and for those moments Xu forgot who was the captain and the Candidate. And who was experienced and who was the greenie. Xu nodded and Harry tore down his barrier.
"Well then, we're on standby 'til the enemy comes. How boring," Seifer drawled out.
Hearing the sounds of battle in the background, Squall murmured, "It's starting."
Harry stared at the city entrance from the top of the ship. There were withdrawal orders issued and they had accounted for most of the teams. But Squad B was still outstanding and it was getting nearer to departure time.
Biting his lip, Harry stared at the city in worry. Squall's team was in the Centre Square, which was quite close to the ships. There was no way they would be taking this long to get back if there were there. Harry groaned as he realised that Seifer most likely changed orders.
And Squall followed.
Xu was standing with him. The last SeeD team and Candidate team A had arrived, along with a solitary Seifer. The other ships were pulling out. Only team B along with a wayward messenger, was missing.
"They'll be here," Harry said, eyes hard as he stared at the city, and the abnormal dust clouds.
Xu looked over the younger boy and noted the hardness in his eyes. It was the same determination that saved her life. She had to hide a smile as he wondered what he would do if they had to move out and leave behind team B.
"I would stay," Harry said bluntly and Xu inclined her head. She figured as much. "Though, you should tell the captain of the ship to get ready. They are coming and they are being chased by something. We may need a quick getaway."
Green eyes were locked on the city as it caught a glimpse of a metal spider clawing down the streets of Dollet.
Xu nodded, "Give the order in the telecom," she said nodding to the telephone device on Harry's right. Harry gripped it as he nodded. She descended below as Harry watched with his heart in his mouth.
'Calm down Harry! They are coming. They are being chased by the X-ATM092. It keeps repairing itself. Hit it with Thundagas,' came Shiva's voice from their connection. 'Be prepared.'
And Harry charged his magic.
"Instructor Trepe," Harry said as his eyes remained glued to the city, "when I give the order to leave, repeat it on the telecom."
"What?" Trepe asked, shocked.
"We may need a quick getaway, so be ready to say the orders as soon as I can confirm that everyone is one board."
Trepe, for once, nodded and held the telecom in her hands.
Team B burst from the streets of Dollet, desperately making their way to the beach. Squall was caught by the machine as it knocked him on the beach. Gasping, he rolled with the momentum and burst into a sprint.
"RUN!" he yells at Selphie and Zell when they turn back with fear in their eyes.
Squall sprints, his mind screaming at him to get to the ship. Looking at it he sees an image that would forever be burnt in his memory.
Harry stood on the ship's balcony, the sun rising behind him. His hair was loose and there was red glistening in the morning light. But there was this rage in his eyes, an unholy fire that lit the emeralds as his magic burst around him. He flung Thundaga after Thundaga at the machine behind him.
Seeing Squall tumble on to the beach, Harry watched in horror as the machine followed. Wasting no time, Harry raised his hands and sent a barraged of Thundagas at it. He was hurling spells at it as fast as he could. All the while, he watched Squall sprint towards the ship.
The giant spider parked as it was overloaded with electricity. Clawing its way across the beach, it began to implode, building up for an explosion. But Harry's eyes are on Squall as he dives below him into the ship.
"Leave now!" Harry ordered as he now threw Blizaga spells at the machine, hoping to stop the blast before they got out of range.
The ship lurched as they sped away as the machine exploded, sending its parts across the beach. And the City of Dollet burning in the background...
Harry abruptly turn around and torn down the stairs. He entered the cargo bay were they disembarked. He hovered at the doorway while his eyes took in the team. Zell and the girl looked fine, if not a bit worse for the wear. Then Harry's eyes were drawn to Squall. He was leaning against the wall, panting but no visible injures.
Harry sighed as he threw two Curagas at the Zell and the girl. It was the same girl they helped earlier. Selphie. He then threw a Curaga at Squall for good measure.
Squall felt the familiar magic and looked up. By the door stood Harry, green eyes fill of worry, yet again. Squall looked at him and gave a small smile. The next moment he had an armful of Harry, hugging the life out of him.
Squall sighed and wrapped his arms around the younger male. He leaned back against the wall and content to stay that way for the ride back.
"I'm sorry I made you worry," Squall said softly, all too aware of the looks they were getting but not caring. Harry hadn't unlatched himself yet.
Harry just buried deeper into Squall's chest and raised an arm to hit the older boy lightly. Harry let out a muffled, "Idiot!"
But he didn't let go, not yet. Harry pulled back and met Squall gaze, "I've lost too many people in petty battles and wars. Don't you dare leave me too!"
Squall's eyes softened and he pulled Harry close, "I'm not going anywhere, promise."
After receiving the orders to be back at the garden by sunset and Seifer leaving with their vehicle, Squall grabbed Harry's hand and started the journey back. Selphie and Zell chatted away as they kept to road. All the while Harry was silent, but never letting go of Squall's hand.
Harry was too lost in his mind; in the memories of Fred dying in front of him. Remus stepping in front of a curse meant for him. Of a blood stained Neville fighting with Luna at his side. Of a father killing a son and vice versa. Of blood and war and carnage. And all those he lost and who had lost something.
Because it all came back to the same thing: he could lose Squall. And he couldn't lose Squall. Harry knew he would go mad. All sanity would leave him if Squall was taken from him. The rage he would feel...He would destroy the world as it was now. Because when Harry was struggling to find a reason to live, Squall offered him a friendship. When he woke up crying, it was Squall who made him forget for just a little while. The Squall who never pried and always comforted him. The Squall who slowly became so much a part of him, it hurt Harry to think of him not being around.
The group arrived at the garden gate and said their goodbyes. Squall lead the silent Harry through the corridors to the dorms, ignoring the praises that Xu and Quistis were saying about they two of them. Even the Headmaster, who approached them, backed off when he saw Harry's closed features. Though the man did nod at Squall as they passed. Squall didn't even stay to hear what Seifer's after would be for disobeying orders.
Getting to Harry's room, they entered and Squall guided Harry to his bed. He made a moved to get a wet towel to wipe off the dried blood but Squall couldn't move as Harry gripped his wrist.
"Thank you," Harry said quietly.
Squall frowned slightly as he joined his friend on the bed, sitting next to him.
"For what?" Squall asked gently.
Sorrowful green eyes met his and Squall's heart lurched, "For coming back. For keeping you promise. You're the first."
Squall sighed and gathered Harry up in a hug. "Of course. You kept your, how could I not keep mine?"
They sat in silence for awhile. Finally Harry pulled away and he looked like he was back to normal. The cold, lifeless, lost look had disappeared from his eyes.
"Shower?" Harry asked Squall who nodded. Squall stood up from the bed. "Stay here?"
Squall smiled at Harry before getting a set of clothes he left in his friend's room for emergencies.
They both took long showers to get the blood and the grim off their bodies. Squall was lounging on the bed as he waited for Harry to finish his shower. His own mind was whirling with the day's events.
Harry finished up and joined Squall on the bed. he lay in silence staring at the paper on the ceiling.
"Seifer got bored," Squall said quietly, breaking the silence, "he saw the soldiers running towards the Dollet Communication Tower. He gave the orders that we would investigate and I agreed."
"Good decision. If he went off alone it would have been a hassle for SeeD and you would have failed for lack of teamwork and disobeying orders," Harry murmured, eyes closed.
"We fought our way up. We met the girl, Selphie on the way and she said she had a message for our captain. We chased Seifer to the tower and climbed it. We face to high ranked enemy officials on top of the tower as they were repairing it. Our fight was interrupted by the monster Evoret. We fought it off and I drew Siren from it. She called to me."
"It's normal, she may be hidden to everyone else but the GFs have vowed to lend us their power. They will find a way to us, eventually, even if we don't go looking," Harry replied with a small smile.
"The withdrawal order from Selphie was given to Seifer so we made our way down. We were then chased by machine. The rest you know," Squall finished off.
Harry sighed, "Xu and I made our way through the city to the meeting point for out team. Before we got their we were ambushed but managed to fend them off and eliminate the enemy. We found no injured civilians but plenty Dollet Soldiers on our round."
Harry swallowed, "I was healing a soldier, having just finished his friend. I heard a scream. It reminded me of when my friend Lavender was burnt alive. Xu had been skewered by a G-soldier. I lost it. The smell of fire, the pain... It reminded me so much of back then. I threw spells around and got to Xu. I killed all those who dared to attack us. I pulled up a new spell: fire barrier. It links multiple Fira spells together to form a wall. I healed her. I pushed so much magic I brought her back from the brink. I couldn't let her die. We finished our patrol after that with little trouble and received the withdrawal orders."
Squall sighed and reached for Harry's hand as he continued, "We waited for all the teams. I was so worried when you didn't come and then Seifer came back alone. And then the machine.... I'm just glad you're back..."
Squall closed his eyes and held onto the hand. Harry opened his eyes and turned onto his side and regarded his friend. Reaching his free hand, Harry brushed the hair from his forehead, "What's wrong?"
Squall said nothing at first but slowly he spoke, "Did it feel like this? The first time you killed someone. The horror of what you done but you just push it away just so you can survive. Then at the end of it all you realise just what you have done and how stained your hands are?"
Harry sighed as he stroked Squall's head, "Yes," Harry breathed out. "Yes, it felt like that. I took someone's life so easily that I only realised exactly what I had done much later. And then I desensitised myself just so I could survive. And I hated myself for it for the longest of time. Till someone told me that every person who stands on a battlefield is willing to die for the reason they are willing to fight. That they knew the risks and the chances they were taking. Just as I did. It's no excuse to take another's life but it's the little bit of comfort you can draw. And I pray that what I do with my life, those I help; that maybe I will be forgiven for the blood on my hands."
Squall opened his eyes, and for once it was pain-filled grey eyes pleading to emerald ones to take the pain away.
"I get it," Squall murmured, making Harry smile slightly, "No matter what training I received, nothing could prepare me for killing a person."
"If it's any help, it gets easier with time. But as long as you regret taking human life, you stay human and not turn into a maniac," Harry said quietly as he stroked Squall's head.
"You've had dealings with maniacs," Squall murmured his reply sleepily.
"Yeah, and they are usually insane and like killing people just to hear their screams," Harry said seriously.
Before their conversation could continue, the PA system called for all those that took the exam that morning to report to 2nd Floor Hallway.
Squall and Harry entered the hallway and spotted a nervous Zell immediately. They approached him and he gave them a half-hearted smile.
"They're announcing the name one by one..." was all he said as he went back to pacing.
It was mere moments later that the Garden Faculty walked out.
"Dincht...Zell Dincht."
Zell let out a yell of happiness as he jumped in the air and left the hallway into the room.
"Leonhart... Squall Leonhart."
Squall nodded but stood where he was.
"Mage... Harry Mage."
Harry gave Squall a smile and an eye roll. They both left the hallway and made their way to the Headmaster's office.
Harry just finished getting ready for the SeeD Ball that evening. He was forced to wear the SeeD uniform, with a green cross badge on his left breast pocket. It showed his special status as a qualified healer above being a fighter. Looking in the mirror, Harry decided to leave his hair down as it suited the formal wear. His suit was somewhat form fitting and he thought he looked good.
Harry sighed as his phone rang. He knew who it was. Shiva and Ifrit were more than happy to play the excited, doting parents. And a small part of Harry liked it but he would never say that out loud.
"Hello Shiva," Harry answered as he listened to her go on and on. A small smiled played on his face as he answered her questions. Eventually, she demanded that she speak with Squall.
Harry laughed. He grabbed his camera and left his room, locking it behind him. He walked down the corridor and knocked on Squall's door. A moment later, Squall stood at the door, dressed in the SeeD uniform.
Harry's jaw dropped. The colours looked great on his friend (yes friend! Stop drooling damnit!) but the jacket clung to broad shoulders and slacks emphasised long legs. His arm! Harry remembered how they felt around him. And there was just something hot about Squall in suit.
"Harry?" Squall asked as Harry stood there, jaw slack. The raven looked good, even Squall had to admit, when he was dressed up. The suit seemed to be tailored to his curves, emphasising his petite build that his his power. Squall also noticed his Healer badge he had been awarded for his duties.
"Oh, um," Harry stuttered when he broke out his daze, "Shiva wants to speak to you..." And he handed over the phone. Squall smiled and took the phone. The conversation was shorter than Harry's but the smile didn't leave Squall's face. Finishing off, Squall ended the call and handed the phone back to Harry.
"She demands pictures," Squall said amused and Harry held up his camera, "and I'm also to protect your virtue tonight from prospecting male and females alike."
Harry blushed bright red at his friend's (yes friend damnit!) words. Harry huffed, "It's not me she needs to worry about or have you not looked in a mirror? You look amazing in the suit."
Squall smiled, blushing lightly, "As do you. I'm going to have to stay by you side the whole night tonight or your mother will come after me. And I have a healthy fear of her."
Harry burst out laughing at Squall's serious face when he said that. Well, let's take the pictures, leave the camera in my room and get this night over with. I hate suits."
Squall nodded. In the end, Selphie had been looking for them and took the photo's. Putting the camera away, they made their way to the ball.
Harry and Squall stood in a corner, sipping champagne as they chatted about nothing. It was just easy banter, like it usually was. They had been approached by both Zell and Selphie. And Squall was bullied into being nice. Harry had decided to sign them both up to help with the Garden festival.
"You have no idea what you have just done," Squall insisted.
Harry rolled his eyes, "What's the worst she could make us do?"
Squall took another sip, "Two years ago the committee got dressed in luminous pink overalls and handed out cookies around the garden and Balamb to promote the Alice in Wonderland play. Last year they marched through the Garden playing musical instruments to advertise the concert. Do I need to go on?"
Harry's face paled before he burst out laughing, "Where was I when all of this was happening?"
Squall shrugged, "Library probably."
Harry chuckled, "It's not what they did. I said what she could make us do. She knows I'll fry her for trying stuff like that. Plus, she knows your 'reputation'." Harry put 'reputation' in bunny ears.
Squall growled at him but said nothing else as he drank his drink.
"Just admit it that is your reputation and I'm not over-exaggerating!"
Squall opened his mouth to reply but his gaze caught someone across the room. He stared.
"Squall?" Harry asked when the older boy didn't respond. "Hello? Come in Squall?"
"Harry," Squall said urgently as his eyes widened, "The girl in the blue dress, over there..."
Harry turned around. He looked across the dance floor. There were quite a few people dancing. Strangely, there was a girl standing alone on the dance floor in a short white dress as she looked over in their direction. Looking past that he found the only blue dress in the room and regarded her, she looked vaguely familiar...
"It's Ellone..." Squall murmured and it clicked for Harry. Squall had one picture he saved from the orphanage of the two of them.
Harry grabbed Squall's hand and pulled him in that direction. Dodging around the dance floor, missing the confused looked the girl in the white dress had when she arrived in the previously occupied corner to find it empty.
The two walked up the girl in the blue dress and a man in a white suit.
"Ellone?" Squall asked softly, and the girl turned around, answering, "Yes?.."
"Squall?" she gasped as she looked at him and him, her.
"Sis..." Squall murmured, "It's really you."
Ellone couldn't help it as she launched herself at Squall to give him hug. She quickly let go once she realised what she had done.
"Sorry, but it's been so long. There's so much I want to tell you... Why I had to leave..." Ellone said as she looked at him. It was then she noticed a smiling Harry. "Who's this?"
Squall smiled as he gently pulled Harry forward, "This is Harry, my best friend."
"Pleasure to finally meet you, Ellone," Harry said with a bright smile. Squall was happy so he was happy, no matter how much the girl hurt Squall when she left.
She nodded but before she could say anything else the man in white murmured something to her. She looked distressed.
"Squall, I'm sorry but I have to go. I promise that we will meet again! Harry it was lovely meeting you. Please take care of Squall for me!" Ellone rushed out and she ushered from the room.
Squall stared at her walk away and he sighed. Harry smiled sadly as he touched Squall shoulder, "She must have a reason Squall. She didn't want to leave but considering that Cid also left it must have been important."
Squall nodded and gave Harry a small smile but before they could continue their conversation further they were interrupted yet again.
"There you are!"
Both young men turned around to be met with a black haired girl in a short white dress and heels. Squall and Harry looked at each other. They had no clue who she was.
Not wasting anytime, she marched up to Squall, "You're the best looking guy here. Dance with me?" she asked.
Now Harry didn't hate her for demanding a dance. He had eyes. He could see she was a pretty girl and that Squall was a gorgeous guy. So Harry couldn't fault her there but she just barged in during a conversation.
Squall looked bewildered and looked at Harry for help. Harry rolled his eyes and smirked a 'I told you so' smirk.
"I'm sorry ma'am but I don't wish to dance. I suggest you find another partner," Squall said politely as possible. She could be a future client after all.
"Let me guess... You'll only dance with someone you like," she said determinedly.
Squall was not at a loss at what to do. He shot a pleading look at Harry who looked entirely too smug at what was happening.
"Ok then," she said as she waved her fingers in his eyes, "You're going to like me..."
Harry snorted into his drink.
"Did it work?" she asked, cocking her head to the side, cutely.
Harry gave a bark of laughter. She whirled around at him, "And what's so funny?"
Harry levelled her with an unimpressed stare, "Many people have tried to get him to do things he didn't want to. There is only a handful of people who can manage that and what you're doing is not one of the techniques."
"You think you can do better?" she challenged. Harry gave her a 'what do you think look'.
"Squall, I'm going to grab another drink. I'll leave you to the princess," Harry said with a smirk as he turned to walk away.
"Come on! It's just one dance!" Harry could hear her whine as he walked away.
He quickly found a waiter and deposited his glass on the tray and picked up two more. He smiled at the waiter and headed back to Squall. HE was faintly amused, quite astonished and a tad annoyed to find the Princess still there. She was obvious a naive little girl who always got what she wanted. Just the way she carried herself told Harry that.
Harry's smile dropped when he came back to find that the girl had taken to drape herself all over Squall in an attempt to get a dance. And Squall was looking more uncomfortable with every moment. And it had nothing to do with the burning feeling of jealously bubbling in Harry's stomach. Nope. Nothing.
"Miss," Harry said in an ice cold voice, "please refrain from such unbecoming acts in public, especially at an event such as this. It's unbecoming for a lady. Just accepted the simple fact that he does not want to dance!"
The girl jerked backwards and stared at him. Harry merely handed Squall a glass.
"I would have brought one for you but you look barely legal and I would rather not take the risk," Harry replied to her gaze.
Her face flushed red, "Oh, you're one to talk," she snapped, "You look barely over sixteen!"
"Seventeen, actually" Harry replied calmly as Squall gulped down his drink. He wasn't used to girl being so forward or forceful. "But I am a fully qualified SeeD with extra credentials in Healing."
The girl stomped her foot and rounded on Squall who was now holding an empty glass.
"Please do act your age, Miss," Harry added. He smirked as he could her barely held back rage. That girl really wanted to kill him. But she dare not act, not with the amount of people watching and whispering about her behaviour. "You behaviour is becoming deplorable. You are making a scene."
"Fine," she but out as she stared at Squall, "I give up." She turned to walk away but stopped in front of Harry, "I doubt you could get him to dance. He probably can't dance. Such a disgrace to SeeD."
Harry sighed, well aware of the scene she just made. "If one does not wish to dance, miss, it does not mean they can't."
"Prove me wrong," she threw out as she stared at Squall.
Harry sighed and threw a look at Squall.
What do you want to do?
Squall sighed and put down his glass. He walked over to Harry and thereby, the girl.
Stopping in front of Harry, Squall gave a short bow, "May I have this dance?"
Harry stared at Squall and from the corner of his eye he could see the girl go red in the face from anger. Sighing, Harry put down his own glass. He took the offered hand.
"This is taking my mother's orders to watch out for me to a whole new level," Harry said as Squall lead him to the dance floor. The number of eyes on them had doubles with the girl's last outburst and everyone was curious how they would react. Squall asking him to dance was the last thing they expected.
"Well," Squall answered at the band got ready for their next number and as the murmurs grew around them, "I am terrified of her. I mean this is the same woman that can kill a t-rex in less than five minutes on her own."
Harry considered his words, and nodded in agreement, "You're right. I'm scared of her too."
And the music started. Squall quickly lead Harry through the somewhat complicated dance. Unlike most partners, there was this grace they danced with and a trust that was only built up over the years. For Squall and Harry it was just like fighting. Then again, many would argue that for them fighting was like dancing.
Spinning around on the dance floor, they didn't notice as other couples join them or as people nodded in appreciation of such talent. Word spread that the smaller one was the genius SeeD everyone had been waiting for. And the taller was a promising SeeD of unheard of potential. But both boys weren't sociable.
Many muttered at the girl's forceful behaviour that put the two in such a tight position that they would dance with each other. The again, there were plenty of same sexed couples that had been dancing the whole night so maybe it wasn't that which drew their eyes. But the delight in which they danced, joking softly with one another and mocking following the dance.
They were still having fun.
"You wished to see me, miss?" Headmaster Cid asked as he stood next to the girl in the white dress. She whirled around, her frown disappearing when she saw who it was.
"Yes, I have a request."
Cid nodded as he continued to watch the pair dance. "Tomorrow morning at 8am I will meet with you. But I must also ask you not to trouble any if my SeeDs, even if they don't wish to dance with you."
She blushed and looked away; even so a frown covered her face.
"You know, Miss Heartily," Cid continued as he watched Harry pull a face and flutter his eyelashes and Squall roll his eyes and shake his head. "No one but the young man dancing with him has ever been able to change Mr Leonhart's mind. Sometimes you just have to accept someone else's choices, even if they don't correspond with yours. I ask you now to please leave this even quietly as you are causing quite a stir and upsetting many of my students."
The dance ended and the fireworks began. Still in Squall's arms, Harry looked up in wonder, eyes shining. There was something about the colours and the explosions that captivated Harry. It always has.
"Hey Squall," Harry said as everyone ooh-ed and ah-ed at the display.
"Yes Harry?" Squall asked as he turned his attention to emerald eyes that reflected the brightly lit sky.
Grinning, Harry replied, "We're officially SeeD!"
Squall laughed and nodded, "Let's get out of here."
Harry nodded and the two of them slipped out of the ballroom. They made their way to the dorms. Harry stopped at his room to change out of his suit and into a comfy cotton pants and a large t-shirt he had stolen from Squall some time ago.
Harry then made his way to Squall's room and entered. Plonking down on the bed, Harry stared at the blank ceiling.
"You need to put something on your ceiling," Harry said. The same thing he has said a hundred times. Squall snorted as he came out the bathroom, dressed in his down cotton drawstring pant sans the shirt. He eyed his old shirt on Harry but said nothing.
It was a warm night and Squall was comfortable to just fall sleep in his position next to Harry on top of the bed and above the covers.
"Hey Squall," Harry said softly in the dark.
"Yes Harry?" Squall asked just as softly.
"Do you remember that field of flowers? The one outside the old orphanage we went to? The one you lived in?"
"Yes Harry."
"If anything ever happened. If we ever get separated. I'll meet you there, okay?" Harry's voice sounded vulnerable.
"Harry?" Squall asked softly almost into the pillow as he turned around to face the younger boy. Squall frowned as noticed how close they were to each other. Then again the bed was a single and they had grown over the years. It was seemed so small, at that moment.
"It's just a feeling. That something's going to happen."
Squall sighed as he threaded on hand through Harry's hair. Harry, in turn, stared at Squall.
"Sure Harry. I promise. I'll meet you there."
Harry gave Squall one last smile as he closed his eyes. Maybe in his dreams he could give in and actually admit that he is falling in love with his best friend. And maybe, Squall could find out what he is feeling through his dreams. And why the thought of Harry disappearing hurt so much.
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Okay, for those confused, Harry knows he likes Squall but is in denial. He doesn't want to ruin what they have, despite his attraction to the older boy.
Squall, on the other hand, is quite clueless that he is attracted to his friend and may be slowly falling in love.
AmiraD.