Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Consequences ❯ Chapter 4 ( Chapter 4 )

Chapter 4

Disclaimer: I don't own either Gundam Wing or Harry Potter.

I have changed few details for sake of the story. Harry Potter and Friends are currently in the fifth year of Hog warts.

Taking Mrs. Weasley's advice, Sirius decided to be more enthusiastic for his guests. Lupin had been no help. He'd smiled his gentle smile, shaken his head to signify `No' and left late at night to relieve Tonks of her post. However, Sirius was determined, they were guests only for today and a few hours tomorrow. He wanted to make their brief visit memorable. It would probably be much easier if they were both not so…. Dead. In his entire life , ok so he spent quite a chunk of it away from civilization, Sirius could not remember someone so disinterested in the goings on around them. Determined to change that, he plastered on a cheery grin and spoke merrily, "Why don't we look around the house today. I mean, you have never seen a wizard's home, you might have some questions!"

Heero looked at Sirius blankly "What are those doll heads decorating the hallway? They seem too real to be manmade."

`Ouch not that. That question would make Sirius look like a total freak when he answered it. "They-um- are actual heads of house elves. My family, not me has, well, a tradition of well putting up the heads of house elves when they grow too old. Mostly when they can no longer hold a tea tray." Sirius explained awkwardly. "

"Hn. What are house elves?"

"Oh! You have not met Kreacher. Well, no wonder I told him to stay out of the first and ground floors! KREACHER! KREACHER!" Sirius yelled almost eagerly.

Trowa listened intently to the scuffling noises coming from upstairs and then watched interestedly as one of the most ugly creatures descended down the stairs and stumbled it's way to Sirius. It seemed to be a bag of bones wrapped in a particularly dirty linen pillowcase. It seemed to want to clean to floor with its face, it bowed so low. He noticed Heero was looking at the thing in something akin to horrified fascination.

"Master has called Kreacher. Kreacher has come to serve master" It said in a particularly loud and nasal voice while still being prostrated on the floor.. Then in a lower but still audible undertone it added "Why he has returned? He gave Mistress so much pain. Traitor of the blood , that's what he is."

"If it belongs to you it definitely does not like or respect you" Trowa said in a flat voice.

"Uh, Yes. I was not on the best of terms with my family and, well Kreacher supports them over me" Sirius halfheartedly explained while sending a blinding glare at the house elf.

"Hn"

"Oh, Let me show you the other member of this household" Sirius exclaimed. "His name is Buckbeak and he is a hippogriff. You probably have never seen one-" Sirius chatting merrily ushered both of them upstairs all the while giving specific instructions about the methods to approach the hippogriff and behaviour too be used around the animal.

A few minutes later Sirius stood back and looked at his handiwork. Both boys were stroking Buckbeak while feeding it dead rats. Contrary to any inhibitions he harbored both Trowa and Heero did not seem frightened of Buckbeak. Both they did not seem particularly fascinated either. He sighed inwardly. `Oh well it had been a well tried effort.'

The doorbell rang starting the screaming of the portrait of his mother again. He groaned inwardly. When would they learn?! He hurriedly left the room and noticed that Heero and Trowa also left the room with him- in the correct way not turning their backs to the hippogriff. Well they were fast learners and they followed instructions well, he thought.

"I'm coming." The door flew open "How many times should I tell you not to ring the bell!" Sirius yelled. A rather disheveled looking Mundungus with a strong smell of firewhiskey hanging around him, grinned at Sirius. He was followed by Charlie Weasley who had a rather sheepish smile on his face.

"Sorry, it was an accident" he said.

The sound suddenly switched off. Sirius turned around to catch a glimpse of Heero and Trowa tugging the curtains in front of the portrait shut. Well, that was a mercy. He ushered Charlie in and shut the door. Heero was currently looking disdainfully at Mundungus who staggered past him and slumped heavily in a chair in the dining room. He groped around blindly on the table till he found the pitcher of water and poured himself a glassful sloppily spilling another glassful on the table. Moving faster than Sirius had thought possible Heero sprinted to the table and snatched his laptop away before the water could touch it. He glared evilly at Mundungus who currently had placed his head in the comforting nest of his folded arms.

Trowa looked at Charlie interestedly. "You are Mrs. Weasley's son?" he asked interestedly.

"Yeah. And you're the guy who redirected the stunning spells with the mirror. My dad was going on and on about your ingenuity!" said Charlie. "Oh, I'm Charlie Weasley" he added holding out hid hand to Trowa who shook it firmly.

"Trowa Barton and this is Heero Yuy" he said with a toss of his head in Heero's direction. Heero barely glanced up from checking if any damage had been done to his laptop.

"So has Sirius been amusing you. This house is not quite well interesting to live in- no offence." The last comment was thrown at Sirius.

" None taken" said Sirius with a smile. They all sat around the table each party from different worlds finally feeling free enough to ask questions about the other's world.

"For the last time Winner, I did not send them on a top secret mission using the holiday as a cover!" shouted Lady Une. Her face had developed into a very unattractive and unnatural shade of mottled purple. She took a set of calming breaths and then resumed glaring with full fury at the chairperson of WEI as if he was he cause of all the misery in the world. "Those two are deadly and hazardous gundam pilots. No one in their right mind would even think of kidnapping them! I don't know where they disappeared."

"You must know. You are their superior and they disappeared in this building. It's your duty to find them!" cried Quatre.

"They were on holiday and not under me for the time being!" said Une smiling as if deranged. "Now, Get Out! GET OUT!"

Duo go hold of Quatre's arm and before he could protest hauled him out. "She keeps a gun hidden under that table. And I think she is telling the truth."

"Ok. But if we don't find them today, I'm coming back tomorrow to ask her- no, tell her to give me the files of Heero and Trowa's last mission" Quatre said striding to the elevator. "Wufei and I will accompany you" said Duo following him. `Mainly to keep the both of you from killing each other' he thought inwardly.

In the lobby Wufei awaited them, looking at a map of Sanq which had been recently hung up. He turned to see the other two hurrying towards him. He nodded curtly. He could tell from Quatre's flashing blue eyes and red face there had been no useful result of their meeting with Une. He himself had not gone as he knew Une would be even less willing to help him. She prized him as highly as the other pilots but Treize's ghost would always stand between them. He let the way out the building to his car.

"I called Catherine, Trowa's sister in the morning . That onna seemed rather irritated. It seems Trowa has a performance today and he has not shown up for practice as he routinely does."

"Huh. I'm not surprised. That wench is always angry, mostly with me, No one is good enough for her precious Trowa" Quatre muttered.

Deciding to ignore the fact that Quatre was talking to himself, Duo said " We should leave this as it is today. Tomorrow when we get the files from Une, we'll get some clues." Seeing the look on Quatre's face Duo said exasperatedly "Come on Q-ball, we have no other leads. And Une will not sanction freeing of those files now. She's too mad at us. Tomorrow."

"Maxwell is right Winner…..I never thought I'd see the day when I said that. We see if Barton turns up for his performance, he never misses it. If not tomorrow we'll search for Yuy and Barton gundam style" He added the last bit with a smirk. The other two nodded "Bring your weapons and things you think you'll need " added Wufei. The three nodded then turned and went to their respective modes of transport to go to their homes.

"You mean to tell me a thing around 40-50 feet high, made of solid metal could fly. I mean really and you controlled it?" asked Charlie in an incredulous voice. "Wow! Do you have any pictures of these gundams?"

"My laptop is out of commission. Otherwise, I could show you the profiles of the gundams" answered Heero all the while keeping a sharp eye on Mundungus who uncharacteristically was not participating in the conversation.

"Looks fine to me. What's wrong with it?"

"There is no power supply here to sustain it."

"Power supply?" repeated Charlie looking puzzled.

"Oh!, you mean elektictee, yes my father tell us about such things" Charlie said nodding knowledgeably.

Heero narrowed as Mundungus took hold of his laptop. For the sake of keeping the peace that had been established he suppressed the growl coming deep in his throat.

"How much is this worth?"

"For a wizard, it's useless. For a non-magic person, it depends on the technology. I think

the technology is not as advanced here as the colonies have not been put up so it probably is worth quite a fortune" answered Heero.

"Whatever you say" said Mundungus clearly not understanding a word Heero was saying.

"So werewolves, vampires, banshees and all those exist?" asked Trowa interestedly.

"Oh, yes. They usually have their own small communities. However they are discriminated against" Sirius answered regretfully. He wondered if he should give Remus as an example, they would be leaving anyway, but decided against it. Deciding to change the subject, he asked the people sitting around the table "So what do you want for lunch?"

"Well mom has official duty so I guess we cook for ourselves, unless you want me to go bring something from the leaking cauldron" said Charlie glancing around the table questioningly.

"I can cook" said Trowa "So can Heero."

"Really? Well you definitely are people of many talents! I have only some few select groceries here, lets be innovative!" Sirius walked into the kitchen followed by everyone but Mundungus.

"I have a headache. I'll catch up soon" he called.

"Sure, after we set the table and food is ready" muttered Charlie with a hint of amusement coloring his voice.

An hour later the five were eating rice with a thick pungent curry(a/n) courtesy of Trowa and Heero and Charlie. Sirius admitted he couldn't cook a meal to save his life. Mundungus complained bitterly about the meal only to comment a few minutes later that it tasted quite good.

The rest of the afternoon was spent with Charlie explaining the basics of Charms and its usefulness with Sirius throwing in a running commentary about different spells. Heero and Trowa kept up their end of the conversation by explaining mission details and life in the circus respectively.

Evening came and Charlie left for home and Mundungus left saying he had business to attend to. Sirius demonstrated different transfiguration spells and ended with a flourish revealing his animagus form to the two silent boys. This got him a small applause, both of them having gathered that this was a difficult accomplishment in a wizard's life. Making a small dinner together, the three sat around and read quietly till they decided to go to bed.

(a/n) I'm Indian. That is a staple food to us. We're rice eaters.^_^

I know that its not exciting but I can't see either Heero or Trowa being boisterous. I'm trying to keep them in as much character as possible. Thanks for the reviews, Neus, crazy2themax and camillian.

Ideas, Comments and Polite Constructive Criticism is welcome.