Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Consequences ❯ Chapter three ( Chapter 3 )

Chapter 3

Disclaimer: I don't own any character other than those I've created.

Pairings: Will be 1x2x1, 3x4 and Wufei with one of HP characters. But its going to be much

later.

Heero was led into a medium sized room. It was dimly lit and rather dirty the soldier in him noticed detachedly. There were two single beds kept along two opposite walls.. It reminded him of some of the less savory safe houses he had lived in during the war. He snorted thinking of Duo's reaction if he ever saw Dumbledore's beard. He also imagined the horror in those violet eyes if Duo ever saw the fashion style. Looking outside the dust caked window made him realize that in this world night had fallen. He estimated it to be around 10 o'clock. Checking his watch he saw it was only six in his world. Looking around he saw a small table a small rickety chair and a rather ugly bureau.

Trowa had around the same thoughts about their accommodations flitting through his head. He realized that his trailer at the circus was more comfortable mostly because it did not have the creepy air this house seemed to have. He noticed that Heero looked irritated that there was no means by which he could recharge his laptop in the room. He sighed. Hating to break the silence he spoke up anyway " Wake me up at 0500 hours." He flopped on the bed further to the door and decided not to pull up the covers owing to the facts that it was quite warm and the cover was rather dirty.

Heero felt rather thankful that Trowa had left the bed closet to the door for him. He sat on it pulled out his laptop and decided that it would have to do to keep him awake. He preferred Duo's chattering any day.

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Quatre paced the considerable length of his living room. "It is * o'clock now. It is definitely night. They should have been here" he said, his voice laced with worry.

Duo paused in middle of stuffing popcorn in his face. Privately he was a bit concerned. Both Heero and Trowa placed high importance on punctuality, but letting Quatre know he was worried would send the short blond firework into overdrive.

"I just spoke to the doorperson" said Wufei, striding into the room "he says he did not see either of them leave headquarters."

"About a thousand people are in and out of that building everyday, how did he realize that Hero and Trowa never left?" asked Duo skeptically.

"He has a huge crush on both of them" Wufei replied shortly "Why do you think Yuy and Barton have the best parking places?"

"You mean to tell me that they disappeared? Oh Allah, they could have been kidnapped, they coul-"

Wufei interrupted before Quatre could get in full cry. "Winner calm down. I feel sorry for anyone who kidnaps Yuy and there are no signs of a scuffle. My best guess is that they went to wrap up some business from an old mission and simply forgot to inform us."

Duo raised an eyebrow skeptically "Heero does not `do' forget. But I agree with you. He gets so mission minded at times."

Wufei shot a look at Quatre. "We will search tomorrow. They are not helpless. We will search tomorrow" he said firmly quelling any ideas of a rescue party consisting of Magunacs.

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Morning found Heero scowling and sitting bathed in sunlight streaming in from windows. One look at him made Trowa realize that Heero had probably not slept the entire night. The laptop must have died sometime during night he thought with an inward smirk.

Heero's stomach rumbled. His scowl deepened. Quatre having taken advantage of the fact he live close to the apartment Heero shared with Duo popped in every morning and made Heero eat a large breakfast going on and on how breakfast was the most important meal of the day. Now he had gotten used to eating it everyday. `A weakness' the soldier screamed in his head.

"Why don't we go down and see if we can get something to eat?" suggested Trowa. "They brought us here. They won't starve us." Heero nodded. Both of them padded downstairs.

Sirius was sitting alone at the table. He finally got a good look at his two temporary guests. One of them was pretty short, had tousled dark brown hair and piercing dark blue eyes which were tilted in an exotic way. The other one was much taller had green eyes and the most outrageous hairstyle he had seen in quite some time. They looked like normal boys of their age but their eyes were ones of old hardened soldiers. He realized that girls would probably find them attractive.

He pointed out the loaf of uncut bread and dishes of jam and butter sitting on the counter without leaving his seat. Pointing to the bread knife stuck with its point in the in the wooden counter and said "That thing is stuck in there. Can't be removed. You'll have to tear chunks of the bread."

Heero glanced at him and walked over to the counter. Taking a firm grip on the handle he jerked upwards and pulled the knife out. Wiping it with the dishtowel he began to cut the bread into slices.

Sirius stared and then said " I guess all the pulling must have loosened it."

"Hn." Heero regretted being in this mess with Trowa, the only person he knew who talked less than him. Now he would have to talk.

"What is your name ?" he asked none too politely, not because he was trying to be rude but because it was a force of habit.

"Sirius Black. I own this house. Sorry if your room was dirty but no one has lived here for the last 10 years and I have not gotten around to cleaning it yet." He trailed of and drummed his fingers on top of the table. "So you are Heero Yuy and You are Trowa Bartan?" he asked pointing at each of them.

"Barton" corrected Trowa.

"Oh"

"Is there a place in this house where I can recharge my laptop? There seem to be no electric outlets in the kitchen either" said Heero taking a bite of his plain butter and bread sandwich.

"Sorry, this is a wizard house. No ektricitee outlets to speak of."

Heero looked slightly alarmed. "Are all people wizards?" he asked.

"Oh no! There are the non magic folk too, the muggles."

"So how do wizards live if there is no electricity?" asked Heero.

"Magic, of course." Said Sirius looking at Heero strangely.

"Hn."

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Quatre was tearing apart Heero's house in search of clues.

Duo groaned looking at the mess "Heero's gonna kill you."

"No. He will realize that this is being done because we care for him. We need to ensure hi safety!" came Quatre's muffled and vehement reply from under the bed.

"Hmm. You know I always thought that Heero had a stack of porn somewhere. You know to aid in stress relief. Looks like I'm wrong. Guy seems to be asexual."

An annoyed Quatre snapped "We are not here to speculate on Heero's sex life or lack of it! Get off that bed and come help me. Many hands make light work!"

"Nooooo thanks. Heero will probably let you off for messing up his room. You just have to flash the puppy dog eyes and discreetly remind him that if any thing happens to you, Trowa and the magunacs will tear him limb to limb. But poor old me has no army backing me. He'll probably just slaughter me!"

"Coward."

"Yes."

"There is nothing here" Quatre wailed, finally coming out of Heero's bedroom. "Where will we go to find them!?"

"We have no choice but to wait. I say we give them 24 hours, then we go to Une and demand if she sent them on a secret mission we don't know about" Duo said.

"Why wait 24 hours?"

"Because Une is not on Earthsphere. She is currently on L3."

"Oh. Wait! I've had a wonderful idea" said Quatre his eyes gleaming with enthusiasm. "We can ask Relena where Heero is. I mean-"

"No. Entirely out of the question."

"But see, during the war Relena would find him everywhere even when we could not. See, there is merit to the idea."

"No. I don't want to talk to her." He imitated a high pitched voice `Duo. Do you think Hee-ro loves me? Come on you can tell me' Bleh. No, that girl makes me sick. If you are do it alone, yourself."

"Ok. I will. But if I wave my hands you have to rescue me" said Quatre seriously.

"Alright..........You have her private number?" asked Duo curiously.

"Yes. And get your mind out of the gutter! Being the chairman of WEI has certain privileges." Flipping out his cell phone and phonebook Quatre frantically hunted for Relena's number. "Ah, here it is."

Punching in the digits, he waited.

"Hello, Relena Peacecraft Residence, How may I help you?"

"This is Quatre Winner speaking. May I speak to Miss Peacecraft, please?"

"Just a moment"

After waiting a few moments during which Quatre effectively dismantled Heero's neatly arranged drawer of shirts, "I am sorry but Miss Peacecraft is not accepting any calls. May I take a message?"

Duo read the look of frustration on Quatre's face correctly, leapt over the heaps of clothes and snatched the cell phone out of Quatre's hand. "Please take this message. Heero Yuy may be in grave danger and her assistance is required."

"Yes, sir" came the cool collected reply before the phone went dead. "Now we wait" Duo said with a devil may care grin flashed in Quatre's direction.

Three minutes later -RING RING. "Answer the phone , Q" Duo said.

"Hello, Quatre Winner."

"Quatre!" came the shrill, slightly breathless voice if Relena Peacecraft. "Is Heer~o on danger? You can tell me. How can I help? I told him so many times not join preventers. Oh what shall I do if anything happens to-"

She was cut of in mid-sentence by Quatre "Relena! Get a grip. Heero has just disappeared. He has done this earlier. I'm just asking if you know where he is. Even Trowa has disappeared with him."

"Who?" asked Relena blankly.

"Trowa! Trowa Barton! He was a gundam pilot with us. You know Trowa" Quatre said in the phone voice increasing steadily.

"Oh , Trowa Barton. No I don't know where he is. I haven't spoken to Heero in so long. Please tell me if you find something. I could call a press conference and report to the people of Sanq to keep an eye out for Heero!"

"No! That is not necessary. We will keep you updated. Good day" said Quatre and quickly shut off his cell phone.

"Duo, next time I get an idea like this shoot me."

"Will do. Come on, maybe Wufei had some luck."

"Ok."

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Heero was sulking. He had never understood the concept of boring that Duo went on and on about till now. There was nothing to do. Absolutely nothing! He spent a good portion of an hour staring at Black or Sirius as the man insisted they call him. With long rather greasy black hair, onyx eyes and a rather sallow face he looked rather ill. Or like one not having seen the sun for too long.

Sirius sighed inwardly `this was no better than being alone. One of his two guests one seemed to be fascinated in the tabletop and the other seemed to be staring rather closely at him. He probably didn't realize how uncomfortable he made people. Sirius shifted in his seat. Suddenly he brightened "Would you like to read some books on wizardry?" he asked for lack of anything else to say or do.

"Hn"

"…"

"I'll take that as a yes. Follow me." With that he led the two teens into one of the inner rooms. A shelf of books lined the wall. Sirius chose one on Transfiguration and another on potions handing the former to Trowa and the latter to Heero.

Both settled down to read taking note of the rather dusty seats and the mildewy books.

After going through a few pages Heero, with a faint look of disgust on his face asked "After making a concoction of frog's brains, newt's eyeballs and what not, one is expected to drink it?"

"Uh, yes" Sirius said with a small grin.

"What difference does direction of stirring make? As long as the area covered and the speed are accurate it should be fine." Heero stated with a glare directed in direction of the book.

"I-ah- may not be the best person to be asked. A lot of portions I had been taught, I have forgotten. You should ask Snape or well just someone else."

Just then the doorbell rang breaking the quiet atmosphere in the room. Almost immediately afterwards a shrill but loud shriek broke out.

"TRAITORS OF THE BLOOD IN MY HOUSE! GET OUT! USING MY HOUSE FOR SUCH VILE BUISNESSES!"

Heero and Trowa followed Sirius to the hallway leading to the front door where a sillote of a man in robes was visible.

"Help me" Sirius grunted while wrestling with the heavy drapes covering the portrait. Heero grabbed the other end and pulled mightily and almost single handedly pulled the drapes shut. Sirius marveled at the boy's strength for a second before opening the door to let in Remus Lupin carrying the supplies needed to setup the spell for opening the portal again. " Hello, padfoot, Misters Yuy and Barton" he said while stepping inside the house.

Once inside the diningroom Sirius made the necessary introductions "This is Remus Lupin, one of the founder member's of the Order of the Phoenix." Glancing around, he noticed all three looking at him expectantly to start some form of conversation.

"Hm, we should get lunch ready, I suppose" he said finally, at a loss of words.

"Don't bother, Molly said she would be by with it" said Lupin. Then noticing Sirius's predicament he said "we could get the ingredients for the potions ready."

"Hn"

"…"

"Alright, Mr. Yuy-"

"Heero."

"Alright then Hero.."

"HEERO"

"Right. So Heero, can you get three chopping knives from the kitchen, we will set this up."

"Hn." Heero left to fetch the knives. The three others stared at the brown bag. Remus started lifting out the different ingredients.

"How is it in your world? You must go to school, yes?" asked Remus good humouredly.

"No." came Trowa's flat reply.

"No?"

"No"

"Ok then , what do you do, oh go to a university?"

"No, I have a job."

"Doing what?"

"Being a preventer and I also work as a clown in a circus" said Trowa talking for once in a full sentence.

Heero returned with the knife to be asked by Sirius

"What does a preventer do? Are you one as well?"

"Yes. A preventer enforces law and order."

"Oh, you are aurors then."

"I suppose so" said Heero blankly.

"Right. You should shell these beetles into this bowl and then strip these bluebottles of their wings." Lupin directed.

For the next three hours the four worked on making the ingredients suitable, drawing peculiar symbols in the floor of the room going to be used and other chores.

At one o'clock, Mrs. Weasley burst into the house like a gust of wind. Shooing everyone into the dining room she noticed the mess of less than pleasant stuff on the dining table.

"That's disgusting. Why did you clean these things here. Now here, it's alright" she paused looking at Heero and said "Can you get the scrubber from the kitchen."

Heero left and fetched the scrubber which Mrs Weasley took out of his hands and made it start scouring the table with a tap of he wand.

Heero and Trowa watched fascinated as she got the plates and cutlery to set themselves and then bustled around placing a meatloaf, a dish of mashed potatoes, a green leafy salad and a plate of brownies.

"Well? What are you waiting for? Sit down."

Heero, Lupin Trowa and Sirius sat around the table looking acutely uncomfortable as she placed generous portions of the different items in their plates all the time talking continuously. Finally she seated herself in an empty chair and said "Well, eat."

All four males highly aware of each other's presence ate slowly. Thus passed one of the most awkward meals of Lupins's life. There was so much silence that it seemed it reverberate through the entire house.

Lunch finished, plats cleaned all the people present in the house sat in the library staring at each other, saying nothing. Heero and Trowa collected the books given by Sirius and left for their rooms.

" Why are they so quiet?" asked Mrs. Weasley.

"They don't talk much" came the reply as a sort of explanation. "Huh"

Back in their assigned room, Heero and Trowa began to rearrange the furniture ignoring the mirror in the corner which stated clearly that strenuous work should not be done after meals. Both beds arranged far from the door, laptop placed in a position of honor on the bureau. Silently bargaining, Trowa got the chair- Heero was sure if he sat in it, it would break. He might be smaller in size but more densely packed with muscles than Trowa, making him heavier. He settled himself on the bed to read some more.

Trowa could not remember a day more unproductive than this. Not only there was nothing to do he was stuck with Heero who did not speak. At least if anyone of the others were present would talk. Life was extremely dull. He had a performance tomorrow. Cathy would have his head when he returned. He thought of exploring the dilapidated house but put it out of his mind. It belonged to someone else and more importantly the owner was still around. Calming the thoughts in his head he returned his attention to the book "Transfiguring Water to Crystal"

Evening came and both headed downstairs to have a cold dinner of the afternoon's leftovers. Mrs. Weasley seemed to have gone back to wherever she came from. Taking a few new books from the library, they left for their room again to stay there till they retired for the night, leaving Remus and Sirius to talk in hushed whispers on different matters especially concerning their visitors.

Thus ended day one of staying in 12 Grimmauld Place for the two Gundam boys.

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Thanks for the review, camillian. Will update as soon as I can. Review, ideas and polite constructive critisism welcome.