Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Gundam Wing Goes to Hogwarts ❯ Another Blond? ( Chapter 14 )

Chapter 14: Another Blond?

Astonishingly, life got back to something that seemed a lot like normal, despite the fact that Sirius Black escaped again. The fact that he was apparently able to come and go pretty much at will, despite the dementors guarding the entrances, had most of the teachers on edge and the dementors demanding that they be allowed to patrol the grounds. Privately, many people whispered that Black must be in the castle somewhere, because otherwise how could he have escaped the dementors? But the teachers were adamant that Black was not in the castle, so the students were able to get back to their studies.

In fact, another outing to Hogsmeade was scheduled for those students who were allowed to go. Of course, this nominally did not include Harry, but he nevertheless made plans to go with Ron. Hermione thought this was a mistake, but Ron snubbed her pretty hard. As she was about to flee the room, Roku caught her.

“I'll keep an eye on Harry, Hermione,” Roku said. “I know what Sirius Black smells like, so I won't let him hurt Harry.” He grinned. “I can always shove Harry in my storage space to protect him.”

Hermione was immediately distracted from her distress. “You can put living things in your storage space? Won't they suffocate?”

“No. Everything sort of goes into stasis. I've got a green lizard in there right now if you want to see it.”

Hermione's eyes widened and she swallowed. “Um… That's ok. Maybe… some other time.” Then her shoulders slumped. “Besides, I've got loads of homework to do right now. I'll talk to you later.”

“Ok.”

Hermione trudged upstairs and Roku return to Harry and Ron.

“I think I should go with you to protect Harry,” Roku said.

“That's a good idea!” Ron said eagerly. “If Black turns up, you can bite his head off!”

“I'll wear my invisibility cloak,” Harry said quietly, “and I'll meet you in town.”

“Right.”

On the day of the trip, Harry arrived in town to find Ron and Roku waiting in the street in front of Honeyduke's.

“Wouldn't you be able to smell Black better as a tiger?” Harry wondered.

“My sense of smell is always the same,” Roku said. “Anyway, it makes Ron nervous when I'm a tiger.”

“It does not! I just thought it would alarm the townsfolk!”

Roku grinned at Harry. Despite the fact that Harry was invisible, Roku seemed to know exactly where he was.

“Let's look around,” said Ron.

The three of them wandered all over Hogsmeade, visiting all the places Harry had not made it to before. At last, they climbed the hill outside of town to look at the Shrieking Shake, a building with the terrifying reputation of being the most haunted place for miles around, where even the Hogwarts' ghosts would not go.

“It doesn't look like much,” Ron muttered.

Roku looked off toward the crest of the hill. “Oh, it's Draco.”

“What?!” Harry pulled his cloak around him carefully to make sure he was completely invisible.

As they watched, Draco, Crabbe and Goyle came over the top of the hill. Draco immediately began to swagger when he saw Ron.

“Looking for a new home?” he said loudly. “I imagine that's a step up for you.” He nodded toward the Shrieking Shake with a snicker. Crabbe and Goyle snorted in amusement.

Ron balled up his fists, but Roku tipped his head to one side. “How's your dad, Draco? I heard my uncle Treize kicked his butt.”

Draco flushed angrily. “He did not! My dad was just being a gentleman and let him win!”

“So that's why he ended up on his face with his butt in the air?”

“Shut up!” Draco cried. He started to charge forward and Harry tripped him, sending Draco face first into a squelching pool of mud. Crabbe and Goyle rushed forward to help him and Harry kicked Goyle in the ass. Goyle grabbed for Crabbe to keep from falling, clutching the front of Crabbe's robe while Crabbe pinwheeled his arms in the air, trying to keep his balance. Then both boys crashed into the mud puddle on top of Draco.

“Get off me!” Draco screamed as the two heavy boys struggled to regain their feet in the slippery mud.

Ron howled with laughter, pointing a shaking finger at Draco's mud-coated face. “You should dye your hair, Malfoy!” he howled. “You look better as a brunette!”

Draco's face flushed scarlet under the mud. “I'll get you for this!” he cried furiously.

Ron just doubled over, clutching his stomach.

Draco shoved Crabbe toward Ron. “Get him!”

Crabbe took two stumbling steps toward Ron and found himself face to face with a tiger. Roku emitted the deep-throated, rumbling cough that hunting tigers made; a terrifying sound designed to chill the blood. All the color left Crabbe's face and he slowly backed away. Roku took a step forward and Crabbe suddenly whirled around with a terrified cry and raced away. Roku jumped at Goyle and the fat boy took off at a lumbering run, crying out for Crabbe to wait for him.

“You'd better run, too, Malfoy!” Ron crowed. “I don't think he's eaten today.”

Obviously grasping for the last shreds of his dignity, Draco stood his ground, but the whiteness of his face could be seen under the mud. Roku stepped toward him and Draco took an involuntary step backward. But his foot slipped in the mud and he fell, his elbow catching in the edge of Harry's cloak and pulling it down. Harry grabbed it but it was too late. His face and part of his head were right in Draco's line of sight. Draco stared up at this new apparition with a look of pure horror. Then he leaped to his feet and dashed away screaming.

Ron doubled over again, laughing even harder than before. “Did you see his face? He looked like he'd seen a ghost!”

“Won't he tell someone?” Roku said.

Ron immediately sobered. “He's right. You better get back, Harry.”

“Right!” Harry dashed back to town.

“I'll try to delay him,” Roku said and he galloped after Draco.

In the end, Snape very nearly caught Harry, but he could not figure out how Harry had gotten into town, although he was convinced he had been there. But worse for Draco, everyone just laughed at him when he claimed Roku had tried to eat him.

“You should have bitten him!” Hermione said angrily. “Hagrid lost the case! Buckbeak's going to be executed because of Malfoy! You should have torn his arm off!”

Ron and Harry stared at Hermione in alarm. She sounded much more savage than normal.

“Are you all right, Hermione?” Harry ventured. “You look a little tired.”

“I'm fine!” Hermione said quickly in a high-pitched voice. “I just have a lot of work to do!”

“It's hard to live in parallel,” Roku said. “We try to avoid that ourselves.”

Hermione's eyes went round. “What?!”'

“What do you mean, Roku?” Harry asked curiously.

“Nothing!” Hermione interrupted quickly. “It's nothing! That's good advice, Roku! I'll keep it in mind!” Hermione scurried away, muttering to herself.

Roku gazed after her thoughtfully. “She needs more sleep.”

“I'll say,” said Ron. “Maybe it's guilt keeping her awake,” he added darkly. “Poor Scabbers…”

The days flew by and the last Quidditch match of the season was fast approaching. This pivotal match between Slytherin and Gryffindor would decide who won the Quidditch Cup and all of Hogwarts was in an uproar. Harry was subject to constant attempts of sabotage by Slytherins, and fights between Gryffindors and Slytherins were common. How anyone managed to pay attention in class was anybody's guess.

In Quatre's wandless magic class, the excitement was producing some unexpected results. A seventh year Hufflepuff girl was staring in horror at the dangling locks of her formerly bright gold hair, which was now dyed a gleaming emerald green.

“What did I do wrong, Professor Winner?!” she exclaimed in dismay. “I was trying to make a green flame!”

Quatre sighed. “You pronounced the words wrong and you weren't concentrating. Remember, I said the exact wording isn't critical as long as you have a firm image in mind of what you want.”

“But I did!” she wailed. “I don't want green hair!”

“I think the color suits you,” a Slytherin girl said snidely.

The Hufflepuff girl began to cry and Quatre gave the Slytherin girl a stern look. “Does anyone want to try changing Miss Tanner's hair back to normal?”

Several hands shot into the air, among them Hermione and the Slytherin girl, who had a suspiciously eager look on her face. Percy also had his hand up and after a brief hesitation, Quatre called on him.

“Very well, Percy, why don't you give it a try? Now remember, the goal is to return Miss Tanner's hair to its natural state.”

“Right,” Percy said with a nod. He focused on Miss Tanner with a frown of concentration and raised his right hand. “Crinita aurea!” he said.

Immediately, bright gold hair sprouted all over Miss Tanner's body, including from her face, until she was completely covered with hair. Long golden strands could be seen poking out of her clothes and even the tops of her shoes. Sadly, the hair on her head was still green. Miss Tanner clutched at her face with both hands, but the horrified expression that was probably there was completely obscured by the smooth gold hair covering her face. Only her wide, shocked eyes could be seen as they filled with more tears.

“Oh! Wait!” Percy cried. “That isn't what I meant to have happen!”

“Undoubtedly,” Quatre said dryly. “Anyone else?”

“No one else!” Miss Tanner cried. “They'll just make it worse!”

Nevertheless, Hermione rose to her feet with a determined look on her face. “I think I know what Percy did wrong, Professor Winner. May I try?”

“Please do.”

Hermione pointed at Miss Tanner and declared firmly, “Auricoma!”

At once, Miss Tanner's hair changed from green back to its natural golden shade. Unfortunately, the flowing coat of body hair provided by Percy remained.

“Very good, Miss Granger,” Quatre said. “Your choice of wording was much better under the circumstances.”

“But Professor Winner…!” Miss Tanner wailed, tugging at the hair on her face.

“Yes, yes, stop fretting, Miss Tanner,” Quatre replied a little testily. He waved a hand at her and the body hair immediately disappeared. “Now class, these kinds of mistakes in concentration can affect your wanded spells as well as wandless magic. Please try to keep focused.”

“But the Quidditch match, Professor Winner…” someone spoke up and Quatre groaned.

“I don't want to hear another word about that during class. If necessary, I'll wipe all knowledge of it out of your heads.”

Hermione sat up straight, looking excited despite the dark circles under her eyes. “Can you really do that, Professor Winner? Without a wand, I mean.”

“I've never tried it, but I'm sure it can be done. Now, let's get back to today's lesson.”

The students made a few more mistakes during the lesson, but nothing as dramatic as what had happened to Miss Tanner. It was probably just as well that Wu-Fei's class the following day did not employ the use of magic, because the rate of concentration was equally poor.

Wu-Fei was very exasperated. “Did none of you study today's lesson at all?”

Guilty looks appeared on most faces.

“We're sorry, Professor Chang,” Susie, the seventh year girl from Gryffindor finally spoke up. “The Quidditch match has us all in a dither,” she admitted. “I know we shouldn't let that interfere with class work, but…”

Wu-Fei sighed. “When is this match?”

“Next week.”

“Very well. Why don't we cancel class for today, but I want you to promise me that you will make some kind of attempt to study the lesson before our next class.”

“We will!” Susie declared immediately, in chorus with several others. But as the students filed out of the room, she and her friend Evie approached Hadeya with determined expressions. “Hadeya, Evie and I were wondering if we might have a private word with you. We don't want to waste the class time, so would you have time for us?”

Hadeya blinked uncertainly. “Of course.”

“Great!” Each of the girls looped an arm through one of Hadeya's and they dragged him away.

“We'd love to see your room, Hadeya,” Evie said coyly. “Do you mind?”

“Well, um, I suppose not. Someone might be there, though.”

“That's all right.”

Hadeya took the two young women back to the Gundam pilots' suite, but to his dismay, no one was there.

“Which room is yours?” Susie asked innocently.

“This one.” Hadeya opened the door to his room and both girls immediately scooted inside. They plopped down on the end of the bed and regarded him with eager eyes.

“Why don't you shut the door?” Evie said.

“And come sit with us,” Susie added. She tipped her head to one side. “I heard you kissed Penelope Clearwater.”

Hadeya hesitantly shut the door. “Just once.”

“She said it was the most amazing kiss she ever had. Percy won't even talk to her right now.” Susie chuckled. “I'd love it if you kissed me like that.”

“Me, too!” Evie said quickly.

“Um, all right.” Hadeya sat down on the bed between the two girls. “Who first?”

“Susie can go first,” Evie said generously. “This was her idea.”

Hadeya turned to Susie and put his hands on her shoulders. Then he kissed her warmly on the mouth, using his tongue because Duo had said that was better. After several seconds, Susie slumped backwards with a soft moan. Her cheeks were pale and her eyes remained closed. Hadeya blinked at her worriedly for a moment and then he turned to Evie. Evie leaned forward eagerly and he pressed his lips firmly to hers. After a moment, she too slumped over, landing on her side with glazed eyes.

“Oh, wow!” Susie whispered. “That was fantastic!” She stared dreamily at Hadeya. “I wonder what it would be like to do it with you.”

Evie groaned softly. “Yeah, let's do it. Susie can go first again.”

Hadeya stared from one girl to the other. “What?! You mean have sex?! Just like that?!

Both girls nodded. “We won't tell anyone. Promise.”

“Well, I… uh… I guess we can.” Hadeya stammered. “If you really want to.”

Susie stood up and stepped out of her robes. “Oh, yeah. I really want to.”

Some time later, Duo found Hadeya sitting in the common room looking bemused.

“What's up, Hadeya? You look odd.”

Hadeya scratched his head. “I had sex.”

“What?!”

“With two girls. They insisted.”

Duo grinned widely. “That's fantastic, Hadeya! Welcome to the world of men!” He plopped down next to him. “Tell me all about it.”

“Well…” Hadeya frowned slightly. “How many times do girls normally come during sex?”

Duo blinked. “It depends on the girl, and how good the guy is, but at least once is normal.”

“But three times is not unusual?”

Duo stared. “Excuse me?”

“I did it with both girls and they each came three times.”

“How many times did you come?”

“Twice. Once with each of them.” Hadeya blushed. “It felt really good,” he confided. Then he looked worried. “But they both passed out afterward. They're still sleeping in my room.”

Duo clapped him on the back. “Well done, nephew! Your first time and you fucked them unconscious! Way to go!”

“It's all right, then?”

“Absolutely. I'm proud of you. You're definitely Heero's son. He's the only person who's ever managed to fuck me unconscious all by himself.” Duo's eyes lost focus. “Man, that was good.” Then he shook his head. “Anyway, don't worry about it. You're a demigod and the son of the goddess of love and beauty. I think such prowess is to be expected.”

Hadeya looked down at his hands, folded in his lap. “So it's normal that I really want to do it again, even though I just did it?”

“Oh yeah, that's totally normal,” Duo assured him. “I never get tired of sex.” Hadeya shifted uncomfortably and Duo studied his face. “Are you hard up right now?”

Hadeya nodded quickly, his cheeks flushing.

“Well, that's a problem.” Duo closed his eyes and focused. “Hmm… Heero's not in the castle right now.” He grabbed Hadeya's hand. “Come on, we have time.”

Hadeya stared and licked his lips. “But you said Father would be angry if you did it with me.”

Duo shrugged and grinned. “Yeah, but what's a loving uncle to do when his nephew needs help? I consider it my duty to relieve your distress. Let's go. I'll teach you how to do it with a guy. I suspect you're going to need to know how to go both ways anyway.”

Just before dinner, Heero stood in the middle of the front hall, frowning.

Trowa, on his way in from spending a day trying to cheer Hagrid up, stopped beside him. “Something wrong, Heero?”

“I don't know. I've had this nagging feeling all afternoon, but I don't know what it is.” He scratched his head. “I keep thinking I hear Duo, but I haven't seen him all day.”

“That's funny,” Trowa said. “I had the feeling I could hear Duo earlier, too, but I thought it was my imagination. Why don't we ask Roku? He's pretty sensitive.”

They found Roku in the Great Hall, stretched out on the Gryffindor table in tiger form and looking mighty comfortable.

“Say, Roku,” Trowa said, “have you noticed any thoughts coming from Duo today?”

“Oh, yeah,” Roku said absently. “He's been being naughty with Hadeya all afternoon and he keeps projecting. It must be pretty good.”

“He's being naughty with Hadeya?!” Heero demanded. “All afternoon?!”

Roku looked up. “Maybe I shouldn't have said that.”

“That's it! He's dead meat!” Heero stormed out of the room.

“Can you warn Duo?” Trowa asked Roku.

“I'll try, but it's hard to get him to notice me when he's having sex.” Roku closed his eyes and his brow wrinkled with concentration. “Oh, there, that worked. They just finished. Again,” he added with a chuckle. “Hadeya has a lot of stamina.”

“Sounds perfect for Duo.”

Roku chuckled.

“Maybe I better go find Quatre. He can immobilize Heero until he calms down.”

“Papa Heero won't kill Papa Duo,” Roku said.

“But he might beat the crap out of him.”

“Papa Duo won't mind. Papa Heero usually ends up having sex with him whenever he beats him up.”

“Oh, really?”

“Yeah. Papa Heero can't just say he likes him, so he beats him up instead.”

“That's kind of juvenile.”

“I think it's sweet.”

“You're a little odd.”

“I know.”

“I'm going to look for Quatre anyway. He always gets a little testy when I spend the day with Hagrid.”

“He's with Papa Wu-Fei in the teachers lounge.”

“Thanks.”

Heero nearly crashed into Susie and Evie emerging from the Gundam pilots' lounge when he arrived. They blushed and giggled at him before scurrying away. His scowl darkened as he banged into the lounge. “You better not have been having a foursome!” he growled.

Hadeya stood in the middle of the lounge looking tremendously guilty and really satisfied. Duo slumped on the couch, sweaty and exhausted.

“Nope,” Duo said. “Hadeya knocked them off first.” He grinned at Heero. “But you like threesomes, so what's wrong with a foursome?”

Heero clenched his right fist and pointed an accusing left forefinger in Hadeya's direction. “Who said you could jump my kid?”

“Hadeya's a grown boy,” Duo replied. “A really grown boy,” he added under his breath. “So I figured his permission was the only consent I needed.”

Heero clenched both fists. “I should pound you flat!”

“Let me rest for an hour and you can pound me all you want,” Duo said with a grin.

Heero jumped on him with a growl.

“Ouch! Watch that!” Duo grunted. “Quit poking me with that! Dang it! Wait! Oh! That feels pretty good. Right there! Yeah! Keep doing that!”

Hadeya watched with lifted eyebrows as Heero thoroughly punished Duo for his transgression.

Afterward, Duo lay on the floor groaning. “I could have done better if you'd waited,” he moaned.

Heero sat on the floor glaring at him. “Just keep your horny paws off my kid!”

“What if Hadeya has needs? He's a demigod of love! He shouldn't try to hold that in.”

“There are plenty of other people he can fuck!”

Duo rolled his eyes and grinned. “So tell me you love me and I'll agree.”

“Do I really need to beat you up this time?”

“You're so mean! You could just whisper it in my ear.”

“Whisper what in your ear?” Wu-Fei said as he came in the door. “And I'm glad to see you're not dead.”

“Maybe not, but he spanked me really hard,” Duo mock-pouted.

“I bet he did,” Wu-Fei snorted. “So did you really fuck Hadeya?”

Trowa and Quatre came through the door behind Wu-Fei.

“I was just doing him a favor,” Duo said self-righteously. “Anyway, those two Gryffindor girls started it. If they hadn't insisted on getting fucked and then passing out before he'd had enough, I wouldn't have had to get involved.”

Everyone turned to stare at Hadeya. “You fucked two Gryffindor girls?”

“They were seventh year!” Hadeya said quickly. “And they asked me to. It seemed impolite to say no.”

Wu-Fei lifted an eyebrow. “You didn't by any chance ask Duo's advice on any sexual matters, did you?”

“Well,” Hadeya hesitated. “I might have.”

Heero smacked his forehead.

Quatre and Trowa tried to keep from grinning.

Wu-Fei shook his head. “That certainly explains it. Oh well, Heero. Your little boy isn't a virgin anymore.”

“And it's Duo's fault!”

“It was bound to happen sooner or later, Heero,” Quatre said, trying to keep his voice level, but a snicker escaped him.

“What was bound to happen?” asked Zechs. He, Treize, Alexa and Jett came into the room together.

“Hadeya got laid,” Trowa reported.

“By Duo, no doubt,” Zechs said immediately.

“Hey!” Duo exclaimed. “I wasn't the first!”

“Oh?” Zechs and Treize regarded Hadeya speculatively.

“Yeah! Two girls got in ahead of me.”

Hadeya blushed furiously as Alexa and Jett blinked at him, wide-eyed.

Treize stepped over and patted Hadeya on the shoulder. “Good man! Trying all the possibilities. Well done.”

Zechs regarded Treize expressionlessly.

Treize gulped. “But remember: when you decide to settle down, be faithful! There's nothing like the joy of holding your true love close.”

“When given the opportunity,” Zechs murmured.

Treize immediately caught Zechs by the hand. “How would you like to take a bath after dinner? I'll wash your hair.”

Zechs smiled faintly. “I'll think about it.”

“I think I need a bath before dinner,” Duo said. He pushed to his feet with a groan. “Man, I can barely walk! You guys really reamed me.”

“Serves you right,” Wu-Fei said.

“I'm sorry! Next time I'll include you.”

“I don't need to be included in your randy sex games.”

Duo grinned. “That sounds like a challenge. Say, Heero, what say we remind Wu-Fei how much he loves us after dinner?”

Heero glanced speculatively at Wu-Fei.

Wu-Fei paled. “That isn't necessary,” he exclaimed.

“I still feel kind of upset,” Heero said. “I need to relax some more.”

“Don't worry, Wu-Fei,” Duo chuckled. “We won't wear you out completely. I don't think I could manage more than two or three turns at this point.”

“What?!”

“I'll meet you at dinner.” Duo headed out the door.

“I'm hungry,” Jett said.

“Me, too,” said Alexa.

“Sounds like it's time for dinner,” said Quatre.

“So tell me,” Treize asked Hadeya curiously as they all headed down to the Great Hall, “how many times did you and Duo do it?”

“Not many,” Hadeya said self-consciously. “Just seven times. It takes me kind of a long time to finish; perhaps because I am still new at it.”

“A long time to finish…” Zechs murmured.

Treize frowned at him. “Normally, beginners finish quickly, not slowly,” he said to Hadeya. “No wonder Duo looked so satisfied.”

Heero glared at Treize. “I don't need any more of you violating my son's innocence, thank you very much.”

“Oh, I think his innocence is pretty well shredded,” Quatre chuckled.

“Yup, that horse is out of the barn,” Trowa agreed.

“I'd definitely have to agree that that ship has sailed,” Wu-Fei put in.

“Yes! I get it!” Heero snapped. “Can we just drop this topic, please?”

“Of course, if you think about it,” Trowa continued after a moment, “Hadeya has now had sex with twice as many females as Heero.”

“That's true,” Quatre agreed.

“Would you please SHUT UP?!” Heero shouted.

“He's cute when he's angry,” Trowa said.

“ARGHHH!!”