Quatre walked down to dinner, thinking on all Harry had told him, so much pain and betrayal in so little time, and to know that no one really wanted you, that you were a substitute.

He was quiet all through dinner, only speaking up to tell Trowa that Harry was okay. Duo kept glancing at him but thankfully said nothing, Quatre wondered how he was going to tell them Harry's story, it was horrifying that Harry had had to go through that, that he had no one on his side, that the people he had protected had turned on him.

It was different than when the Gundams had been turned on by the colonies, they were nameless, faceless, mindless, dangerous machines, Harry was a person, a face, a name, and that sad smile, with tear filled eyes, and he was a child made to fight an adult war. A child whose hands had been stained with blood, and then sentenced to pay for crimes he had committed so others would not have to.

"Quatre." Trowa's voice came to him as if from a great distance. "Quatre, it's time to come back."

Quatre blinked and looked at his plate, what ever it had been was indistinguishable.

"What's got you so angry, the food didn't do any thing to you." Duo joked.

"Harry told me about why he came here, and why he acts so childish." Quatre swallowed. "He never got a chance to be one." And Quatre told them all Harry had told him.

"Well," Heero said after a moment, "That explains a lot."

"Yeah, no wonder he has issues." Duo muttered. "Ow." He shouted when WuFei slapped the back of his head.

"He's still Harry, knowing he has been dealt a bad hand should not change how we interact with him, he is still our friend."

Zechs nodded. "WuFei is right; Harry shouldn't have to wonder if our knowing will change how we see him."

They all turned to Duo.

"What?" He yelled.

"Which means no soldier jokes or magician jokes." Heero said.

"Okay, say did you find out who his brother was?" Duo asked.

"Yes, I did, and I know all of his sisters as well." Quatre grinned.

"And…" Zechs prompted.

"Turns out he's only a half brother, they only share a father."

"Who is it?" Duo whined.

"My brother is Quatre," Harry said from the doorway making all the boys jump.

"You were asleep." Quatre muttered.

"Nightmare." Harry said simply, shrugging as he sat next to Heero.

Heero immediately began petting Harry's hair as the younger boy leaned against his shoulder.

"That bad?" Heero asked; Harry had crawled into bed with Duo and him a few times in the last few weeks because of nightmares, the really bad ones, the ones that made him wake screaming. Duo never noticed as Harry had entered on Heero's side and clung to him, never really going back to sleep, and always leaving before Heero's alarm rang and woke Duo up.

"Mmm," Harry murmured, as he began to doze.

"You hungry?" Heero asked knowing that the answer would probably be no, Harry never ate breakfast the days he crawled in with them, and only ate lunch because Heero insisted; dinner was always a toss up.

Harry shook his head.

"Spaghetti or meatloaf?" Heero asked, it was a code of sorts to find out how bad the nightmare had been, spaghetti meant it had been bloody, meatloaf meant that it had been ghosts haunting him.

"Neither, salads or plain pastas." Harry muttered.

Heero stiffened, the last time Harry had said that he had clung to Heero and cried.

"Want me to stay with you, tonight?" He asked.

Harry shook his head, "'M gonna practice in the workout room, don't feel like sleeping."

"Want me to stay up with you?"

"Nuh-uh, I'm going to be going over moves that are secrets."

"Secret moves, that's awesome, from where?" Duo asked.

"The Chang Clan." Harry answered eyes still closed.

"What?" WuFei shouted, "How'd you learn them?"

Harry's eyes opened and he looked at WuFei.

"Cho taught me, she went to school with me; she insisted I learn, for my protection should I find myself unable to use magic. After she told me it was a family secret, I told her I would marry her after the war. We weren't in love, but she didn't want to marry any one and at that point everyone would have been required to marry someone to boost the population, despite preference, and she wouldn't have expected me in her bed for anything but what they wanted, children, and she would have had no problems with me thinking of other things. She was one of the people I could trust, her death nearly destroyed me, she was…" Harry hesitated, thinking, "She was part of my family, a sister, a friend, my first crush, when I was trying to fit in and like girls."

Harry smiled remembering the girl. "She was worth a marriage of friendship rather than love. But she was meant to join with another in death, and they are happy now together."

"Then let WuFei stay with you," Heero shushed Harry as he made an attempt to protest, "Harry, the last time I left you alone after a Pasta nightmare you jumped whenever someone came near you, you flinched when someone touched you, and you gasped and jumped every time a door shut, WuFei stays with you, end of it."

"I hate older brothers." Harry smiled a little, "They think they can tell you what to do."

"Hey, we can and will make it happen." Quatre said, "And just think you have twenty nine sisters to embarrass and protect you."

Harry stiffened, "Can I disown myself?" He whined.

"Nope, we like you too much." Quatre said.

They all laughed, Harry included.

Golly-Jeepers this is long, I think this is the longest thing I have ever posted, and my first chapter story, Ijust have to figure out how to end it eventually.