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Chapter 1:

Harry sat in his cupboard where his Uncle had thrown him once they had gotten back from Kings Cross Station. Harry had just finished his first year of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. He had mixed feeling about the last year in the Wizarding world. He was seen as some kind of hero. Everyone knew his name. Everyone stared at him. He hated it. In the world where he could be normal, he was still different. Still a freak.

Yes, Magic, and Hogwarts were simply amazing. And he actually had friends, for the first time ever. But his life had been in danger several times. In fact, the last time resulted in him killing someone. Yes, The defence teacher was trying to kill him, but he had still killed him. With his bare hands. And everyone just brushed it off as if it were nothing. It didn't feel like nothing to him.

Harry stared down at his hands. He had worn gloves since that day. He just couldn't bare to look at them. They had burned and turned a man to ash. The thought of it happening again terrified him. Professor Dumbledore had said it was because of his mother love and sacrifice that Voldemort can't stand to touch him, but he's not so sure. Surely many mothers and fathers had given their lives for their children during the war? Why was he special?

Harry curled up tighter and hid his hands from view, rocking slightly, trying to comfort himself from the fact that he was a murderer. He couldn't find it in himself to care that he was out of Dudley's second bedroom, and back in his cupboard. In fact, he was glad that he was. It felt like his punishment, even if he did feel like he deserved a lot more.

Harry was startled out of his thoughts as the door opposite him swung open and flooded the small space with light. Harry looked up into the annoyed face of his aunt. She gestured with her hand for him to get out, and Harry was quick to respond. Being too slow would earn him a slap to the head, as he knew from past experiences. Harry made his way to the front room where his Uncle and cousin were waiting.

"Boy, last year, you remember our DNA being put in the FRA database. Well, those lazy no good Preventer's have informed us that a match we are unaware of has been found. We have been summoned to the Preventer's HQ in London. We unfortunately have to bring you too. Get in the car"

Harry nodded with a quick "Yes S-sir", and hurried out the house and into the back seat of the car. He didn't understand why they made him hurry all the time, when they take forever to do anything. Harry sat there waiting for 20 minutes before his relatives finally joined him.

On the drive into central London, Harry endured a non stop lecture about being on his best behaviour, not to do any freakishness, not to talk, not to look at anyone, etc, etc, etc. Harry sat and tuned out his Uncle, and mumbled yes's when his Uncle got louder.

Harry couldn't stop thinking about this new relative. Where they related to him, or his Uncle. Surely it would be him, or he wouldn't be required to come. Were they nice, or like the Dursley's? Would they want to know him? Would they take him away from the Dursley's? Harry had always dreamed of an unknown family member coming to take him away.

After a long drive through London traffic, they finally arrived at the large imposing building. Harry made sure to stay 6 steps behind his relatives as they made their way into the building. He kept his head down, and eyes on the floor. Listening as the receptionist directed them to a conference room, where they were to meet with their FRA hit.

Once in the room, Harry took up a spot in the corner of the room, focusing on his breathing, trying to keep his nerves from showing.

Lady Une sat at her desk, looking at the 5 boys, or rather men, in front of her. It had been a long time since they were 'boys', but they always would be in her mind. She watched them become who they are now. After the war, they were all emotionally retarded children, and now they are all confident young men. She wasn't sure how they would react to the information she was about to tell them, but if she didn't get shot, then she figured it would be fine.

"As you know, the FRA was set up a year ago and everyone's DNA has been submitted to the database. Your DNA was kept out of the system for your own protection. Unfortunately, a lab tech here thought that that was unfair, and entered your DNA. You have a hit. All of you"

"I know this is hard for you all to hear, but you have a son. All 5 of you are the father to this boy. It was a part of an OZ experiment to create a perfect solider using the genes of all of you. Your DNA was combined together and them implanted into a women, who had been kidnapped. She escaped during an attack on the base and was never seen again"

"A few days ago, after the tech put your DNA in the database, a hit came up. An 11 year old boy by the name of Harry James Potter. Our information shows that he lives with his Aunt, Uncle and cousin in Surrey. I have had them come in and they are waiting down in conference room 3. Of course, it is up to the 5 of you if you want to meet them. I can have them sent home and all records destroyed"

Lady Une sat back and watched as the 5 men looked at each other and had a silent conversation. After knowing these men for so long, she still could not read them. She had no idea what they were going to do. After a short time, they looked back to her with a nod.

"We would like to meet him" Quatre stated, as they stood, to go to the conference room stated.

Harry jumped as the door to the room opened and 6 people walked in. 5 men and a woman. Harry looked just long enough to get their most noticeable features, he didn't want to anger his Uncle. The woman had a stern face with brown eyes and hair. She went and sat at the head of the table. Next to her, and opposite his Uncle sat a messy brown haired man with piercing blue eyes. Then came a happy looking man with a giant grin with long brown hair in a braid and sparkling purple eyes. 3rd was a tall man with auburn gravity deifying bangs and mysterious green eyes. Next was a small blonde with bright blue eyes and easy smile. And lastly was a Chinese man with tied back black hair and black eyes to match.

"Mr Potter, why don't you join us at the table?"

Harry's head shot up to look at the woman that had spoken, and stared wide eyed for a moment before looking to his Uncle for permission.

"Sit down already!" Vernon snapped at him, and he quickly sat at the other end of the table, opposite the woman. "Please forgive my nephew, he's not all there, mentally, you know. We wouldn't have brought him, but the letter we received requested him too".

"The hit on the FRA database was for your nephew, so we needed him here. We have found that your nephew was not conceived conventionally"

"What do you mean?" Petunia asked leaning forward

"Mr Potter here is the result of a genetic experiment. The DNA a several people were combined to create him. He has 6 parents in total. 5 of which are alive"

Harry's eyes shot to the men sat to his right. He was not stupid, like many thought. There was a reason these men were here. Harry looked from one to the other, picking out features he shared with them. The first man's messy hair, the 2nd's nose, the 3rd's green eyes and skin tone, the 4th's mouth and cheekbones, and the 5th's hair colour. These men were his parents. These were his dad's.

"He has parents living?"

"Yes, he has 5 father's, and his mother was still your sister, Lily Potter"

"Right, well, you can send him to his fathers. We have had him long enough. The crap that boy has put us through! I wont have it anymore!"

With that, Vernon and Petunia stood, with Dudley following once he realised his parents were leaving the room.

"W-wait!" Harry called, standing up too, "You c-can't just l-leave me"

"You listen here boy" Vernon whirled round, shoving a finger into Harry's face, "We have put up with your freakishness for 10 years! No more! Your parents can deal with you"

Harry stood frozen as he watched them leave the room, and him, behind. He couldn't believe they had left him. They were all he knew. They may hate him, and he disliked them, but they were family, and family were meant to stick together.

Harry flinched and took several steps back as a hand touched his shoulder. He looked up into the bright blue eyes of the blonde with a gentle smile. Harry couldn't find it in him to smile back. These were his dad's, but he didn't know them.

"Hello, Harry. My name is Quatre. I am one of your fathers. Thiers are Heero, Duo, Trowa and Wufei, your other fathers. Im sorry about your family. That was wrong of them. We would like it if you would live with us, so we could get to know each other"

"Di... Did you k-know? About m-me?" Harry whispered

"We didn't know anything about you until today. I promise"

"Ok" Harry managed a smile, before dropping his eyes to the floor. He didn't know what to do, or how to act. He knew to be quiet and obedient with the Dursley's, and he knew he had to be the confident celebrity in the wizarding world. But this was new to him. He'd never had parents before.

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