Future Help

A HP/GW crossover

Warnings: Slash/Yaoi, cussing, violence, possible lime/lemon

Pairings: eventual DM/HP, 1X2, 3X4, RW/HG, RL/??, ??/SB, JP/LP

Notes: Text typed as this, in bold and italics, is Japanese. As I cannot speak it, just pretend that when you read something in bold italics, the pilots are speaking in Japanese.

Reviews: I love ya'll!! And for those who want it, my email addie mistresstalonnavahyahoo.com

Minako 9: Wow. I-just-wow! Thank you sooo much!!! -=glomps you=- This review meant a lot to me, especially coming from a Brit. I know I don't have their accents right, but I have no idea how to type a Brit accent, so I hope you'll forgive that. Here's chapter four!

Elbatsnu, Lin, Stormyronin, Windy River, Camillian, Teira, Faith Kitty and Jollie Rancher, 1X2Forever, Rikasakuraduo-heerosyliaspike, Snapdragon, Mikito: Thanks for your reviews guys!!! Glad your liking my fic!! Here's the next chapter!!!

Dreamweaver: I'm sorry it took so long!!!! I was experiencing major writer's block, plus I had some major stress. But things are looking up for me!! Thanks for your review, and glad you like the story!!

Skeren Dreamera: I have noticed that just about every story puts Quatre and Trowa together. Hell, if you ask me, any of them could go into any house, depending on which characteristic the author expands on. But I felt it would be a touch more exciting to have them in separate houses, don't you? Heehee…

Leitheindel: You really should save up to buy one. GW is an awesome anime. Duo and Heero are like my fav characters ever (its obvious in some other things I have written but have yet to post at ff.net). If you ever have any questions about it, just ask me!!

Vittanica: Chapter five or six will have some internal dialouge on how each character feels, and I mean more that the GW pilots, three Gryfindors, and two Slytherins. There will be a few other characters whom we'll be able to see inside the heads of (ok, that was horrible grammar, but I just woke up, I'm allowed!! LOL). Hope you like this chapter

Magic-Shield: I have some Heero/Duo fluff in this chapter!! Hope you like it!!

Lady Sallyrose: -=blush=- I know, it was corny as hell. But I got stuck, and when I went to type it out, that's how it came out. I tried to make it less corny, but my muse just wouldn't cooperate. After I finally finish the story, I want to go back and try to fix it, but no promises, ok? You'll get more Duo in this chapter!!!

Spellhorn: Here's the next chapter. I know you want more 1X2, and I'll try, but I'm also wanting there to be enough of the others too, but I'll try!!

DemonessofPunishment: Ooooh, nice name!! Anyways, yes, Duo will get on a broom, I promise. All of the Gundam pilots will. Not until chapter five or six or maybe even seven, but they will get on brooms!!

Cerealkiller3: Have you seen the movie Hackers?? One of the characters comp name was Cerealkiller….anyways, thanks for your review! I'm glad you like this fic. When I first posted it, I didn't think it'd be anywhere as good as everyone thinks it is. Thanks!!!!

Strifelover: -=grins=- Read this chapter, and you'll answer as to whether or not Snape has a love interest will be answered….heeheeheeheeheehee…

Shitiger: -=in a singsong voice like the girl from that movie=- I'll never tell…anyone…okok, sorry, heehee…It's probably really obvious, but hey, I can at least act like it isn't, can't I?? Heehee..

Chapter Four

The group of ten teenagers quietly left the Room of Requirement, each deep in their own thoughts. Upon reaching their common room, Duo stopped them from going up to their rooms.

"Hey guys, I was thinking about what Kekere said. He's right; we do have to get along and get to know each other. Trust me, if you're going to fight a war together, it's best to know that the ones guarding your back are people you can trust." He said the last with a significant look to the other Gundam pilots, his eyes lingering on Heero. He turned back to the three Gryfindors and two Slytherins, his eyes running up and down their forms briefly before staring each of them in the eyes. "From what I've gathered, the five of you definitely don't get along; from what I've seen and heard, it's because you all assume things about the others." He stretched his long limbs before settling onto a couch, signaling for everyone else to get comfortable as well. "I'm not going to suggest what I suggested with these guys; I don't really wanna get shot at again." His lips lifted in a smirk when Heero snorted from beside him and Quatre giggled.

"Duo, you suggested Truth or Dare, in the middle of a fight. Of course you were shot at."

Duo scoffed at Quatre's words. "Yeah, I expected to get shot at from the bad guys, not from Mr. 'Where's-the-nearest-bookstore-I-need-to-get-laid-by-a-book'!!" Wufei blushed furiously at this and stood, reaching down towards his ankle and retrieving a blade which he then went after Duo with, who was running around the room laughing like a maniac. As the two went running past him, Heero reached up and grabbed Duo, pulling him down onto his lap and glared at Wufei. The young Chinese man stopped abruptly, quickly sheathing his knife and sitting back down, glaring at the giggling braided form snuggled up to Heero's chest, who then turned to the others, still smiling. "Anyway, like I was saying. I know ya'll won't exactly open up like a book-ya'll have been enemies for how long now?"

"Going on six years now," Ron immediately piped up.

Duo nodded as he continued. "Well then, I guess first off, I'll begin by telling a bit about myself. I'm not gonna worry about what I say; there isn't a thing about me that these four don't already know." Saying that, he jerked his head in the direction of his fellow pilots.

Feeling someone staring intently at him, Duo then changed his gaze from where his eyes rested on Harry to find Draco staring at him, his steel gray eyes boring through him. Duo simply raised his left eyebrow in question, prompting the blonde to tell him whatever was on his mind.

"I was wondering about what Sara said, about your name, your real name. What was it again?"

Duo immediately replied, saying "James Thomas Malfoy," flatly.

Draco nodded. "Malfoy. Why don't you go by your real name? What do you know about your family history?"

Duo shrugged. "I couldn't tell ya. I guess that's the part I should start with. First off, in the time we come from, there are a couple of colonies in space, orbiting the earth. They're like more advanced space stations, except they have gravity and air and things like that. I'm from L2, as far as I know. My earliest memory is of stealing food, when I was, oh about four years old. I didn't know my real name, where I was from, who my parents were, or where they were. I didn't know anything, except I had to steal just so I could eat. Then I met Solo. He was a couple of years older then me, I think, and he led this gang of other street kids. I was basically his second in command. Then, this plague hit the colony. It hit us street rats bad. We lost one kid, then Solo got sick. I was determined to save him, no matter the cost. I broke into a military compound that had vaccinations for the disease, but wouldn't give it to anyone who couldn't pay for it. I stole a whole bunch of it and took off to our hideout. Me and one of the other older kids began giving the vaccines to the younger kids, and I gave Solo his. I never got the vaccine-I was the only one who didn't get it. I saved the whole gang, but not Solo. He got the vaccination too late. He-he died in my arms, telling me he'd always watch over me. It was then I gave myself the name Duo. Later, all us kids got taken in by this church orphanage. Everyone eventually all got adopted-everyone but me. But I didn't care because I had Sister Helen and Father Maxwell-they ran the church, yanno." Heero's arms slid down Duo's side, holding him as the braided teen spoke of his past. The haunted look in his eyes didn't escape anyone in the room, not even Ron. "The church was called Maxwell Church. I'm not going to go into detail about what happened, but while I was away doing something I shouldn't've been doing, the church got demolished. Everyone was gone. I got back in time to hug Sister Helen before she died. Her last words to me were that Father Maxwell and she had been so scared I didn't make it, and that she was glad I was still alive. Then she died, in my arms. I became Duo Maxwell that day. After that, I eventually got picked up by Professor G, who then made me pilot 02 of Gundam DeathScythe." Duo paused before grinning again, reassuming his jokers mask. "That's me in a nutshell! I'm American, as far as I know, and I'm a demolition expert. I can blow anything up." He smirked. "And as Wufei can vouch, I've got a vindictive streak a mile long. I always get my revenge on anyone who pranks me or hurts one of my fellow pilots or myself."

Draco smirked back in response. "No wonder you got sorted into Slytherin then."

Duo only grinned and nodded. "Of course; if ya live on the streets, it's either become sneaky and conniving, or die."

Quatre, who had remained quiet for some time, observing the others and reading them with his Space Heart, spoke up then. "Yanno, all this talk about magic that Professor Dumbledore told us would explain quite a few things about us." Heero's eyes flickered from Duo to Quatre and back again while Trowa moved his gaze from the Hogwarts' students back to the blonde pilot. Both Heero and Wufei raised an eyebrow, both only slightly raised, but enough for the blonde, empathetic pilot to understand they wanted him to elaborate. "It would explain several of the abilities that we all have, and how come we lived through and survived some of the things we went through during the war."

Hermione perked up, her curiosity showing through and bursting through the seams enough for her to momentarily stop her observations of the pilots. "What abilities?" She watched as the pilots seemed to communicate with each other with only their eyes and other normal body movements before Duo and Quatre turned back to them, smiling.

"First off," Duo began, "I have this habit of blending in with the shadows and appearing out of nowhere. And I'm not talking about your normal, everyday hide in the shadows type deal either. I'm talking about it's as if I can manipulate the shadows, using them at my own will." He turned and smiled at Heero before continuing, his voice starting to sound slightly odd. "Heero here blew himself up, literally. We all thought he was dead. He should have died. But he didn't; Trowa found him and nursed him back to health."

Quatre took over as Heero took Duo into his arms. "I have empathy and empathetic projection, I think it's called. I can feel other's feelings, and can tell when they lie. Not only that, but if I concentrate hard enough, I can make others feel what I want them to. It's only happened a few times, like the one time one of my sisters was quite angry with me, and I remember thinking how I wanted her to calm down. Within seconds, it was like she was never angry at all." He paused, turning to Trowa, catching the almost invisible nod from the taller, silent pilot, before turning back to the others and continuing. "Trowa has this odd affinity with just about any animal he comes across. It's almost as if he can speak with them and understand them."

"As for Wu-man over there," Duo chuckled at the angry glare Wufei gave him and continued, "he seems to be a major fire bug. He likes setting things on fire-ya figured that would be my thing to do, but noooo, Wufei's the one that gets to play with fire."

Quatre smiled as Wufei scowled at their braided companion before turning to the others. "What about you five? Tell us something about you."

Said five looked from Quatre to the other four and back again, each one silently declaring that they won't be the first to talk about themselves. Rolling his eyes, Harry turned to the pilots and began speaking.

"I guess I'll start. You all know who I am and all that, so I guess I'll tell you about something else. First off, contrary to popular belief, I hate my fame. I don't want it and could do without it. I love Quidditch-Seeker is my favorite position, but I think Beater would be second best. My muggle relatives do NOT treat me like a king; in fact, I'm like a house elf to them. I do all the cleaning and cooking during the summer. The Dursley's hate me and I really can't stand them. I don't hate them-my hate is reserved for Voldemort, Pettigrew, and Bellatrix Lestrange." He shrugged. "That's pretty much me. Anything else you want to know, just ask."

Quatre smiled at Harry and turned to the other Hogwarts students. "What about all of you?"

Ron grinned. "Name's Ron Weasley. I'm the next to youngest of seven children; my only sister Ginny is the youngest. I'm on the Gryfindor Quidditch team-I play Keeper. The Chudley Cannons are my favorite professional team." The red-head kept his gaze on the pilots, seemingly haven forgotten about the two Slytherins as he spoke. "I want to eventually be either an Auror or maybe play Quidditch, but I'm leaning more towards Auror. I think I'd be a great strategist; ask any of my dorm mates-I'm a bloody good Chess player."

Harry smiled widely. "I don't know anyone else who could beat Ron at Chess. Back in our first year, he was the one to get us through Professor McGonagall's transfigured Wizard's Chess board. If it hadn't been for him, we would have never gotten passed it. And thanks to 'Mione, I was able to get past Professor Snape's logic puzzle." Both Gryfindor's blushed, Hermione's cheeks turning a light pink while Ron went redder than the red on his Quidditch robes.

The pilots turned to Hermione, who smiled politely as she sat up straighter. "Everyone here knows my name and that I'm muggleborn. As any other Hogwarts' student can tell you, I love books. I could live in the library my whole life, if it weren't for the fact I can't bring food in there." She paused, her eyes taking in those around her before continuing. "My years here at Hogwarts have been very different from what I thought my life would be like when I was younger, before I found out I was a witch. I'm very glad to have Harry and Ron as my best friends, even though I wish they'd study more." The last was said with small, rueful grin. "My plans for the future are simple: help Harry in any way I can and make sure we all survive this war." The intelligent Gryfindor slid her gaze from the pilots to the two Slytherins. "I will do anything I can to help, even if I have to get along with two people who have taunted me every year here at Hogwarts."

Pansy frowned. "I apologize for my actions in our previous years. I was young and had my head full of the pureblood hypocrisy. I have grown and matured. I am still ambitious and cunning, but I no longer believe in the lies my mother fed to me. I do not wish to become a slave to mad Mudblood, no offense Granger, but that is what the Dark Lord is. He's insane, sprouting pureblood supremacy while having had a muggle father, torturing his followers when they make mistakes, torturing others because of what family they were born into. I have no desire to follow a madman, nor be used as chattel, only to be a trophy wife who's only purpose is to produce heirs and to follow the Dark Lord's orders."

Draco nodded in agreement. "I heartedly agree with Pansy, every word she said. Yes, I am a Slytherin; I'm cunning, ambitious, and will use almost any means to get what I desire. Yes, I may dabble in the Dark Arts every now and then, but that is mainly because they are forbidden, and the forbidden has always fascinated me; however, I would not use the Dark Arts to gain anything. Anything that I gain in life, I want to have gained through my own ambitions and craftiness. And quite simply, I'm tired of the bitch that is my mother. Up until I started school here at Hogwarts, I actually had a father. When I returned after my first year, I no longer had one; instead, I saw a stranger wearing his face. It was only when I confided in my godfather, Professor Snape, that I had no desire to follow the Dark Lord that I learned of my mother controlling my father with the Imperious Curse. I have agreed to help the Headmaster as much as I can, and in return, he will do what he can to break the curse on my father."

Duo stood up and began pacing the room, aware of all the eyes following him. "So, that means we use this weekend to get to know each other. Those Death Clan members will begin training us next week. The physical fighting part won't be too hard for us pilots-"

"It shouldn't be too hard for Granger either; she has a solid right punch," a voice filled with wry humor interceded. The pilots looked from Duo to Draco, who had spoken and was rubbing his jaw. They immediately turned to Hermione, who was blushing beet red.

"I punched Malfoy in our third year. Totally unlike me, but I lost my temper, which isn't something I do very often."

Duo and Quatre busted out laughing, the former clutching his sides he was laughing so hard. Duo finally stood up straight, wiping tears of mirth from his eyes as he took in the teenagers before him. "Well hell, this should be an interesting summer then!"

The next morning found ten teenagers, six of whom were awake, four who were only barely awake. Duo, Pansy, Harry, and Ron looked as if they would fall asleep in their breakfasts at a moments notice; it was only Heero's quick reflexes that kept Duo's face out of his grits [AN: for those of you who don't know, that's a Southern food here in America-up North they have this Cream of Wheat shit that's really awful. I see Duo as being from the South, so it would be fitting if he ate grits. For those of you who don't see Duo as a Southerner: its my story, deal with it.]. After a few cups of coffee (Duo) and tea (the other three), they were all awake and ready to start their day. Hermione and Pansy were quietly chatting, still getting used to each other. Ron and Harry were telling Duo and Quatre all about the wonders of Quidditch, while the other four where sitting quietly and watching the others. Their attention was turned elsewhere when the Headmaster came up to them.

"Harry, I'd like to have a word with you sometime today. I have a free moment right now, if you wouldn't mind."

Harry stared at the Headmaster for a long moment before nodding. "Of course, Professor Dumbledore." He stood up from his seat, nodding at his fellow students. "I'll meet up with all of you later. I'll find you on the map when I leave the Headmaster's office." He smiled, his eyes shining in amusement at the confused looks Draco and Pansy weren't quite able to hide. "Explain the map to them, Ron and 'Mione." With that he turned and followed Professor Dumbledore to his office.

A short walk later and Harry was sitting in front of Dumbledore's desk, feeling decidedly uncomfortable. The last time he had been in this office alone with the Headmaster, his temper, along with the shock of seeing his godfather die, had gotten the best of him.

"How are you doing, Harry?"

The Boy Who Lived looked into the Headmasters clear blue eyes and sighed. "Confused, sir. Angry, sad…hopeful…wishing I was just a normal wizard, and that I didn't have the burden of saving the wizarding world on my shoulders." His right hand went up to his forehead and he caressed the scar that made him famous.

"I truly am sorry, m'boy. I wish with all my heart that I could make things simple for you, Harry, but fate has decided otherwise. I can only help you with your burden as much as I can. And I hope that my plan for bringing Sirius back will help you with your burden, and that it is successful." The aged Headmaster paused for a moment before continuing. "Harry, there are a few things I need to warn you about should my plan work."

Harry nodded. "I'm guessing it has to do with Moony and Padfoot?"

Dumbledore nodded. "How did you know?"

Harry shrugged. "Yesterday, when we got those kids' from the future's wands, Olivander said something weird about their wands. We went to the Room of Requirement and they…they summoned Guardians, I think. Two Angels of Death, a Dragon, a Sphinx, and a half-Sphinx, half-angel. Sara, one of the Angels of Death, told me to be prepared to learn things about Padfoot and Moony that I had never known before."

Dumbledore's eyes twinkled briefly. "You'll have to tell me about them in a minute, but first I shall explain what she warned you of. Remus was once in a serious relationship. You know that, since he is a werewolf, he only has one mate his whole life. He has found his mate, and was once with him. But something happened and he and his mate went their separate ways."

"What happened?"

"Sirius told Remus's mate that he went to the Shrieking Shake every month, that that was where he disappeared to. Your father arrived in time to keep his mate from getting to the Shack and possibly being harmed."

Harry's eyes widened. "Remus and Snape?!"

Dumbledore nodded. "Yes. They were more than suited for each other; in fact, they still are. But Severus has never forgiven Remus for not telling him about his lycanthropy." The Headmaster closed his eyes and sighed. "They both still love each other, but Remus is too scared that Severus will turn away from him again, and Severus believes it is not worth it, since he has gone back to spying for me."

Harry sat still, chewing on his bottom lip. After a few moments, he nodded, as if coming to a decision. "I'll try to talk to Remus about talking to Snape." He stared off into the distance, a haunted look in his eyes. "No one deserves to be alone, not even Snape. Monday night, when the Guardians begin our training-I'll explain that in a moment-I'll ask them if there is another way to spy on Voldemort without having to risk Snape. I may not really like him, but I still don't like him spying. What about Sirius?"

"Sirius, too, was in a serious relationship, one that your father thought was doomed from the start. Sirius was seeing another young man, you see, one who's parents had arranged a marriage for. The young man didn't want to marry the girl his parents had picked out for him, and was with your godfather. One afternoon, though, he began acting as if he and Sirius had never had a relationship. He became a follower of Voldemort and married the girl he was engaged to. After Voldemort vanished, he began acting like himself again, but by then his wife had given birth to his child, and he did not want to leave his son. When he heard that Sirius had been charged with betraying your parents, he came to me and told me himself that Sirius would never have done that, that he had been framed. At the time, I had not believed him, not until your third year. But by then, he had changed again, and I now realize he's being controlled by the Imperious Curse."

Harry stared at Dumbledore in shock for a moment before shaking his head. "What is it with Slytherin men?" he mumbled to himself, not aware that Dumbledore had heard him. "You mean to tell me Sirius and Lucius Malfoy were-ok, not gonna think about it. Bad enough with Remus and Snape, but now Sirius and Malfoy, Sr.?" He paused before continuing uncertainly. "So, I'm guessing the wizarding world looks at homosexuality differently than the muggle world?"

Dumbledore's eyes twinkled. "Yes, m'dear boy. There is even a potion to take so that two wizards or two witches can still have a child together."

Harry sat up straighter at that. "That's what you meant yesterday!"

"Yes, m'boy. I have suspected for awhile now that you preferred males to females, that's how I knew what you were going to ask yesterday. And before you ask, let's just say that I can usually tell what one's orientation is. But that is how you have a descendant in the group of young men that arrived here yesterday. By the way, what do you think of them?"

Harry sat back in his chair, thinking. "They seem nice enough. But at the same time, I get this feeling of danger from them. Not directed at me, but danger nonetheless. Hermione is leery of them, I know that much. Ron thinks they're 'bloody brilliant', his words, not mine. I think Mal-er, Draco and Pansy are trying to decide it they're trustworthy or not. Duo seems to be the most open, but I can tell he still has his secrets. Quatre too. The other three are just really quiet, though I think Wufei and Hermione will get along great because of their love for books-Wufei spent a long time in Flourish and Botts yesterday, looking at all the books there."

"Any ideas on which one is your descendant?"

"Not a clue, though we know Duo is Draco's descendant. When we met the Guardians, Sara said all of our names. She said Heero's real name was Kokuei Tomoe, Trowa's was Triton Bloom, and Duo's was James Thomas Malfoy. That was a dead giveaway."

Dumbledore nodded. "Yes, it would be. I'm not sure what Duo has told you of his life, but he grew up on the streets. He thinks he is an orphan; he isn't. His parents are both alive and well, and have been searching for him for years. I'll not say more on that matter, though. I have just one more thing to talk to you about, and then maybe you can tell me about those Guardians you keep mentioning. Do you still have the mirror Sirius gave you?"

Harry nodded. "Yes, I do. But Dudley took it and he hid it. I couldn't find it."

"Well then, I want you, Draco, and Duo to go to the Dursley's to retrieve it and any other belongings you wish to keep. I will be making arrangements for you to stay with Sirius once he is back with us and his name is cleared. But to get Sirius back, we need that mirror. I have the one Sirius had, and after we get yours, we can begin making plans to bring him back to us. When you leave my office, get Draco and Duo and then go to Severus. He will take you to Surrey to get your things. Now, tell me about these Guardians."

Harry launched into his explanation, eyes shining in a brief moment of happiness, thoughts that maybe, just maybe, things would go right for him, finally.

After Harry left with the Headmaster, the remaining nine went to the lake outside of Hogwarts and sat under the shade of a large tree, talking and, for once, getting along in the case of the Gryfindors and Slytherins.

"So, this map shows all of Hogwarts, including the secret rooms and such, as well as where everyone is? That's really damn cool!" Duo grinned maniacally. "That'll come in real handy later!"

Ron laughed. "It does come in handy when we're trying to keep from getting caught by Filch or his cat, Mrs. Norris."

"Who?" Quatre asked, wrinkling his forehead in confusion.

"Filch, the caretaker here at Hogwarts. He's a squib, someone who was born into a magical family but has no magic in him. Mrs. Norris, his cat, is a bloody menace." Pansy nodded, agreeing with Draco.

"So what did Harry mean when he was talking about the giant Wizard's Chess set and a logic puzzle?" Hermione eyed Quatre a moment before answering.

"Every year that we've been here at Hogwarts, Harry has had the uncanny knack for getting into to trouble. And where he goes, we follow to make sure he doesn't get himself killed. Back in our first year, it was the Sorcerer's Stone. Our Defense against the Dark Arts professor, Professor Quirrel, was a Death Eater. According to Harry, Voldemort," a shudder went through two of the other Hogwarts students at the name, "was attached to the back of Quirrel's head, like a parasite. He was after the Sorcerer's Stone, which would have been able to bring Voldemort back to life, completely. We thought Professor Snape was after it, so we went after to keep it from him. We first had to get past a giant three-headed dog of Hagrid's, he's the Magical Creatures professor. Then we had to get past Professor Sprout's Devilsnare plant, which meant we had to be perfectly still so it would let us go. The more you fight off Devilsnare, the tighter it holds you. Ron completely panicked and wouldn't be still, so I had to shoot fire at the plant to get it to let go of Ron; Devilsnare hates light. Then we had to get through Professor Flitwick's protection, which was charmed keys flying everywhere. We had to catch the right one to open the door to go further. The giant chess set Harry referred to last night was huge. We each had to be a piece on it in order to get across. Wizard's Chess is much like muggle chess, with a few differences. First, the pieces are animated, and they more on their own, going where you tell them to. Secondly, when one of your opponents pieces takes one of yours, that piece is smashed into smithereens, and it was the same for this Chess set as well. Ron played spectacularly, even sacrificing himself so Harry could Checkmate the King and so the two of us could go forward. We had to leave him there; I didn't want to, but Harry was right. We needed to keep the professor away from the Stone. Professor Quirrel had a huge mountain troll as his part of the Stone's protection, but it was already knocked out. The last one was Professor Snape's. After we entered the room, the doorway we came through and the doorway we needed to get through went up in flames. He had several vials lined up, with a riddle. It was a logic riddle. It gave you all the information you needed, telling you what was in the vials and what each would do. It also told you which one was where, but you just had to think for a moment and figure out the clues. I found the one that would take Harry forward; there was only enough for one person, so Harry decided he would take it while I would take the potion that would allow me to back. I was to get Ron and send for the Headmaster, who had been called away. Harry went on, faced Quirrel and Voldemort, saved the Stone, kept Voldemort from coming back and even sending him into hiding once again. Dumbledore arrived just in time to catch Harry as he fell unconscious."

Ron took up for her from where he was staring out over the lake. "Second year was no better. The Chamber of Secrets was opened. It's a chamber made by one of the founders of Hogwarts, Salazar Slytherin, and it was the home of a monster. The chamber had been opened once before, about fifty years ago. A muggleborn witch was killed. Nothing else happened again until our second year. Mrs. Norris, that bloody cat, was petrified next to a message written in blood that The Chamber of Secrets had been opened. Harry had heard something before we found Mrs. Norris, he said he could hear a voice. Then, Colin Creevey, a Gryfindor a year younger than us, was petrified next. We had a Dueling class one day, and during it, everyone found out Harry was a Parselmouth, someone who could talk to snakes. Harry had never ever realized that he spoke a completely different bloody language. Because of that alone, everyone thought he was the Heir to Slytherin, the one opening up the Chamber. Justin Flinch-Fletchley was petrified next. A lot of things happened after that: Hagrid got taken away because he had been framed for the Chamber being opened before. Malfoy Sr. had Dumbledore taken out of the Headmaster position temporarily since he 'couldn't stop the attacks.' Hermione was petrified next. Harry and I were almost eaten by thousands of giant spiders in the Forbidden Forest." Ron paused and shuddered at the thought of the spiders. "I hate spiders. We went to visit Hermione in the Hospital Wing, even though she was still petrified. Harry found a torn page in her hand and we left. Hermione had figured out what the monster in the Chamber was, and why Harry could hear it. It was a Basalisk, a giant snake; the spiders in the Forest had told us that spiders were terrified of a basalisk. We always saw spiders leaving the castle after an attack. According to the page Hermione had found, if one looked into the eyes of a basalisk, you would die. Harry and I figured out that so far, no one had looked it into its eyes, it had only seen its eyes through reflections, or through a ghost in Justin's case. That was when we found out the monster had taken my sister Ginny into the Chamber."

"Long story short, Ron and I went down into the Chamber after figuring out the entrance was in the third corridor's girls lav, our pitiful excuse of a Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher was persuaded to go with us," Harry sat down beside Hermione and grinned at everyone. "He attempted to oblivate us, erase our memories, because we had found out he was a fraud. We had taken his wand, so he snatched Ron's away from him. I guess he forgot that Ron's had been broken at the beginning of the year, and his spell ended up hitting him instead. It caused part of the cave we were in to collapse, and I got separated form Ron and Professor Lockhart. I told Ron to try and clear a path while I went and got Ginny. I ended up having to fight a memory of a 16 year old Voldemort and the Basalisk. I killed the Basalisk thanks to Fawkes, Dumbledore's phoenix. He had stabbed out the Basalisk's eyes, and I killed it with the sword of Godric Gryfindor that I had gotted from the Sorting Hat, which Fawkes had brought to me." He paused then began laughing. "I don't suppose Ron told you how he and I got into the Slytherin common room, did he?"

Pansy and Draco stared at the laughing Gryfindor, then turned to Ron, who was redder than his hair. Draco raised an eyebrow and drawled out, "No, he left out that part. Due explain."

Harry grinned mischievously. "Do you remember talking to Crabbe and Goyle one night about the Chamber, and how Goyle kept acting weird and blaming it on a stomach ache, and how Crabbe disagreed with you on how Dumbledore was the worst thing to ever happen to Hogwarts, saying I was instead? And how they suddenly took off without a word?"

Draco's eyes went wide for a moment before narrowing again. "And how did you know about that?"

Hermione answered instead of Harry. "Polyjuice potion, of course. Crabbe was Harry and Ron was Goyle. They were there to question you to see if you knew anything about the Chamber."

"Where did you get the potion?!" Pansy questioned them, surprise evident in her voice.

Ron smiled proudly as he looked at Hermione. "Hermione made it in the third corridor girls lav. We took off out of the Slytherin common room when we did because the potion was wearing off, and we knew it would be a bad thing if we were caught in there."

"And how did you keep Vince and Greg from coming in when you were in there?"

Harry answered Draco. "Hermione had two cupcakes with a sleeping draft in them. We just left them were Crabbe and Goyle would find them." He paused, then turned to face both Draco and Duo. "I need to go back to my relatives house. Dumbledore wants me to get all of my belongings that are still there, plus a mirror we'll need to bring Sirius back. He wants you two to go with me and Professor Snape."

Duo stared at Harry for a moment before nodding. "Sure, I'll go. Your relatives don't treat you well right?" Harry nodded once, then watched as Duo's expression turned dark and he grinned. "This shall be fun." He stood up, brushing off his pants and turning to Ron and Hermione. "Ya'll will have to finish telling me about all this when we get back, k?"

Heero stood up with him. "I'll go as well."

Ron shook his head. "The Headmaster only said for Duo and Malfoy to go."

Heero stared at him. "Where Duo goes, I go."

Duo squealed gleefully and threw himself at the other pilot, much to the amusement of the others. "Oh Hee-chan!! I knew you cared!!" The braided pilot gave the other a huge kiss, then pulled back, grinning as he turned to Draco. "You coming?"

The blonde Slytherin nodded as he stood. He nodded to the ones not going in farewell, and led the other three to the dungeons where Professor Snape waited for them.

TBC

A/N: Oh my god…chapter four is finally done!!!!!!! YAYAYAY!!! I'm so sorry it took so long…I'll be writing on chapter five as much as I can…hope ya'll enjoy!!!!

Chapter five will probably be the visit to the Dursley's, and maybe getting the pilots on brooms or the internal dialouge…I can't decide which yet. I guess we'll have to see!!!

BTW this chapter has not been betaed…forgive any mistakes!!