Rising Sun

Fates Illusion

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Dialog Key:

"Blah..." - Talking in English

"Blah..." - Talking in Japanese

"-Blah...-" - Talking in Parseltongue

.:Blah...:.- Communicating using Hand Signs and Signals

Blah – Thoughts, Emphasis, Writing or Spells

"Blah"- Television or Radio Playing

Chapter 1:

An Explosive Introduction to Magic

Shadows coalesced around five figures hunched over a large wooden table. Heads together in an attempt to keep their whispered conversation from being overheard.

"So we're all agreed?" The one closest to the window demanded, violet eyes shifting back and forth suspiciously one hand caressing the long brown braid that hung at his back in a nervous gesture.

The four others nodded grimly, each gazing out of the window behind their comrade with something akin to horror. The blond, pinched between the other four, was experiencing the worst of their dread because of his spaceheart.

The braided pilot looked around to confirm this decision before clearing his throat needlessly to announce their unanimous decision. "It's been decided then," He stalled with his words, the tension increasing as he hesitated. "We all hate suburbia!" He finished cheerfully, shattering the tense atmosphere with his relief at sharing the same aversion to a neighborhood full of houses that were exactly the same with gardens cared for in the same way and even similar cars sitting in the identical driveways, the houses filled with the same snottish, gossipy people all around.

"With that said..."Duo Maxwell dropped to his knees, bright violet orbs wide with the mastered
puppy-dog eyes. "Can we please get out for a bit? I'm begging you!" Heero Yuy, the leader of their small group groaned realizing what his partner had been getting at the day before and starting to regret ever having gotten out of bed that morning.

Quatre Raberba Winner, CEO to Winner Enterprises (the largest and most prosperous company anywhere), merely chuckled his hand unconsciously seeking that of his partner's to share his amusement.

Trowa Barton, a man of many talents, simply quirked an eyebrow, but at the same time he used his one free hand to hide his ghost of a smile.

The fifth and final member of their group was Chang Wufei, the last of his once prestigious clan on the L5 Colony. Wufei took in the theatrics for several long seconds before simply rolling his eyes heavenward, exasperated at Duo's eccentric behavior.

"Maxwell, your idiocy continues to amaze me." Wufei drawled with a frown prominent on his face. That single expression said so many things to the close friends that saw it, including his worry for going out in public so soon after moving to the area, but they also saw his desire to leave this hell-hole, at least for a little bit.

Heero took everything into consideration, the consequences and benefits, before coming to a decision. With a sigh he stood causing the others to look at him with an amalgamation of hope and concern. "We'll go." He declared, but before anyone could celebrate he cut them short, "but only to the park, we can't go much further than that right now until we know more about the area." The Japanese teenager looked apologetic but determined to follow his own decision.

Duo's only response was to whoop in joy causing the others to smile at the possible release of all their pent up energy.

It was a matter of minutes for all of them to get outside and enjoy their first time out of the house since they had moved to Surrey and the cool refreshing air of England.

On their way to the park Duo could be seen bouncing up and down the street, dragging Quatre around with him before jumping back to talk with his other companions. When they reached the park they found something they weren't expecting that set them on edge.

In the middle of the park a single black-haired teen stood, surrounded by several imposing figures. Each wore a black hooded cloak, their faces hidden entirely by the shadows from their hoods and the bone white masks modeled to look like skulls.

The teen didn't look frightened, rather he looked furious.

The five pilots noticed that each and every one of them held a stick, many of different lengths and woods. Still wary with the tense atmosphere they each moved to hide around the playground, never once being seen by the other occupants.

Wufei slipped underneath the slide, thankful for the many twists and curves that provided him cover. Trowa stood on top of the jungle gym, confident he could remain unseen. Quatre hid directly underneath the jungle gym allowing himself to be wrapped in shadows. Duo and Heero on the other hand both stood in the middle branches of a large tree, the better to see and assess the situation.

At the same time the pilots were hiding the supposed leader of their large group stepped forward to address the red-faced teen.

"Harry Potter," The man sneered drawing several dark chuckles from his companions.

The newly named Harry took a few seconds to calm himself before trying to address the man in kind, "Lucius Malfoy." He practically spat out, his dislike evident by his expression.

"The Dark Lord wishes to see you." Lucius continued to speak on as if Harry hadn't said a thing.

"I'm sure he does." Harry hissed under his breath. It was only by luck that Wufei heard it.

"You see, Potter," The Malfoy Lord forged on ignoring the rebellious teen, "The Dark Lord has decided that rather than kill you and merely cripple the Light and that fool, Dumbledore's, precious Order, he'd rather have you join him, subsequently crushing the Light." Gray eyes flashed as he finished, his tone openly displaying his pleasure with his Master's latest plot.

Harry stared at the blond Lord incredulously. Did he really think that would get him to join Voldemort? Suppressing the urge to hex them into oblivion Harry opened his mouth to respond.

"No."

Everything froze with that single word, the Death Eaters shocked into silence by the Golden Boy's blunt refusal.

"What did you say?" Lucius practically ground out between clenched teeth.

"No." Harry stated again, quite enjoying the effects his words were having on the cloaked Wizards. "Why would I join the bastard that made my life a living hell for the last fourteen years?" Harry demanded, emerald eyes glinting with a long buried rage finally coming to the surface.

"He murders my parents by using one of their closest friends to gain information, Wormtail then frames my Godfather for betraying my parents, as well as the murder of thirteen muggles, and even for supposedly killing the bastard that failed to keep my family safe. Because my parents were murdered Dumbledore sees fit to place me with my current unfit then, when I finally go to Hogwarts I end up facing some form of your master or his servants every year." Here he turned to sneer at one of the shorter cloaked men, absolute revulsion visible on his face.

When he turned back to face Lucius the fully-trained Wizard almost stepped back at the sight of blazing emerald eyes, practically shining with barely suppressed power. "So, tell me, why would I want to join your Master?"

As Harry and Lucius continued to argue back and forth Duo turned to Heero, a frown clearly on his face. With practiced ease he began to communicate using only his hands.

.:Do you understand what's going on?:.Duo demanded, his expression clearly portraying his confusion. Heero simply shook his head in the negative, eliciting a sigh from his partner.

.:Should we intervene?:.He questioned in a more subdued manner.

Heero paused to think before lifting his own hands to answer. .:Wait another few minutes, we don't know the whole situation just yet.:.

Not even a second later and Heero had received Duo's consent in the form of a stiff nod.

Their attention was quickly drawn back to the rapidly evolving argument where Harry continued to stand, surrounded by Death Eater's, shouting at their leader.

Lucius seemed to ignore most of it, his thoughts drawing inward to find another solution that would bring the Boy-Who-Lived to his Lord's side.

Frustrated with the lack of progress they were getting one of the newer recruits jumped forward casting imperio with a shaky hand. Seconds passed in silence, the Death Eater's quickly growing confident, believing they had subdued the teenager.

The rookie, cocky with his supposed victory, stepped forward with a smirk, wand still pointed at the now silent teen. "Now then, Potter," He stated coolly getting close enough to grab the Boy-Who-Lived by the shoulder a little more roughly than he could have. "We'll be taking a portkey to your new master so you can--" He never got to finish as pale, bony fingers suddenly gripped the Death Eater's wrist. Slowly, Harry turned his head until the foolish rookie could see unclouded emerald green eyes, blazing with unadulterated fury, the exact opposite of what they should be under the imperious curse.

"I don't think so."He hissed out through clenched teeth, rage evident in his tone.

"H-how?"The Death Eater practically yelped out at the sudden display of power. "The imperious curse, I know it hit!"

Distinctive green eyes darkened with some emotion or memory.

"you forget who you're dealing with."Harry snarled spitefully, "If Voldemort can't hold me under that curse what makes you think you can?" His lip curled up in distaste.

Malfoy suddenly looked up at Harry, a malicious glint in his icy gray eyes. "You forget Potter, if you don't join the Dark Lord willingly he has other ways to make you submit to him, some less pleasant than the imperious."

He watched as the child stiffened momentarily at the thinly veiled threat and so Lucius made to say more but before he could even open his mouth to finish his threat he found an eleven inch rod of Holly thrust in his face.

Not even a second later Lucius was lying flat on his back, stunned. From there everything went to hell, each of the twenty some-odd other Death Eaters brandished their own wands with a flourish and began letting off a multitude of spells, not concerned about detection because of their Lord's latest wards.

Harry was obviously outnumbered but he didn't seem overly concerned.

In fact, as the five pilots watched with something akin to amazement mixed with worry, they could see, not one, but two separate sources that were spraying multi-colored beams of light, quickly bringing the cloaked men to their knees. One of them was the clearly visible Harry. The other was standing directly behind the teen but they couldn't see any figure. They were invisible.

As Heero watched he clamped down on any emotion this battle might have brought up, showing instead his battle-hardened emotionless mask. Duo immediately noticed Heero's sudden change in attitude. He looked over, silently questioning his orders.

.:If the situation worsens we'll go in ready to fight.:.

Duo accepted, his own hands flashing through several signs to ask another question.

.:Who are we fighting with?:.He had a pretty good idea but it was always a good idea to confirm it with Heero anyways.

Heero took one good, critical look around the battlefield before gesturing to the lone teenager.

Duo nodded, his hand already reaching for the pistol holstered at his back, checking to make sure it was loaded and almost casually flicking the safety off.

.:How long?:.Heero spotted Trowa question having noticed both Heero and Duo drawing their guns and eying the group of men in cloaks, it wasn't hard to figure out what they were planning.

Determined to help, even at the risk of their own exposure, Heero carefully took in everything, analyzing and assessing the situation.

.:Two minutes.:.He announced, keeping a close eye on the situation below, searching for a breech or an opening.

Not even a minute later two spells went astray, one hitting the jungle gym, casting the three pilots hidden nearby in a bright orange light, while another violet spell struck the base of the tree Duo and Heero hid in, illuminating the both of them, the light making their figures even more imposing.

Before the light even died down the Death Eaters had collected their own and vanished leaving a suddenly worried Harry Potter alone with the five.

Harry on the other hand was close to panicking as his problems escalated even more. Attacked by Death Eaters, illegal use of magic (and he was sure the Ministry wouldn't be as helpful as third year), spotted by muggles, and still no sign of the Ministry or the Order.

"Oh, shit."

Next Time –

Chapter 2: A Grim Visitor

So that's it for chapter one. I would really appreciate it if you would send a review or a PM telling me whether you like it, or you hate it, or even how to improve it. If anybody wants to know the progress of the next chapter or even another story that's in the works I have a whole list on my profile that I update every three or so days, so check it out. Thanks for reading and to my beta KlutzyKat for keeping me on task. Hope you enjoyed.

Fates Illusion