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Peace, Love, and Family	By : Selune Category: Gundam Wing/AC > Yaoi - Male/Male > Heero/Duo Views: 3559 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Disclaimer: I do not own any things Harry Potter�the characters, setting, plot, everything belongs to the wonderful J. K. Rowling and whomever else she decides. I do not own anything Gundam Wing�the characters, setting, plot, everything belongs to (I think) Bandai and Sunrise.

Spoilers: This fic contains spoilers for books 1-5 of Harry Potter and all of the episodes of Gundam Wing. This fic does not include Endless Waltz.

Rating: NC17
Pairings: 2x1, Relena/OFC, OMCx4, OMC/Harry

Author's site: www.livejournal.com/~selune2

Summary: Two years ago, the One Year War ended. At this time, the five heroes�the Gundam pilots�disappeared from the Muggle world. Three of them�pilots 02, 03, and 05�reappeared shortly after in the Wizarding world, as students at Hogwarts School of Witchraft and Wizardry. Now, twenty months after the fact, Heero Yuy and Quatre Winner are coming to Hogwarts, and they're bringing all of their secrets with them. The world�especially one Harry Potter�will never be the same.

Peace, Love, and Family:
The Story of the Vanuli Three
Chapter 48: Booamyie Wishes and Bellarmee Dreams

Thursday
January 23, AC 198
7 AM
Dr. J's British base

Dr. J sat at his desk, looking over reports his weapons had filed.

There was a knock on the door, and Dr. J looked up. It must be Beta-6, J's favorite�and most loyal�weapon. He was the only one allowed to disturb Dr. J. J had known Beta-6, formerly Heero Yuy II, since his birth. J had even been at the hospital when Marie Yuy gave birth to him, and he was Beta-6's godfather.

Dr. J took off his glasses and pinched the bridge of his nose. Sometimes, he missed Heero�the original�so much. Heero had been the best friend Dr. J ever had. But he was dead. And avenged. It was time for Dr. J to do something for himself, for once.

"Come in," Dr. J called, and Beta-6 entered the room. "What is your report?"

"Progress is swift," Beta-6 said. "Soon we will begin testing the hologram, to make sure it will work at Hogwarts."

"You're sure that it'll work on Omega-2?" Beta-6 nodded. "What about Omegas-1 and 12?"

Beta-6 shook his head. "It is doubtful. Rumors are such that Omega-1 has been Turned. We don't know enough about Vanuli physiology to configure the message to them."

"Very well. You may leave."

Beta-6 left, and J's eyes traveled to the report Gamma-11 filed two months ago when she thought of the plan. If it worked, they would have a spy back at Hogwarts. One who didn't even know it.

This better work, Dr. J thought, setting aside the report.

***

Heero and the other Vanuli stood outside the Great Hall, waiting to be let in. It was the middle of breakfast, so many people were just getting there, creating a bottleneck as they all tried to enter at the same time.

"I have a bad feeling," Heero said, as they got closer to the door.

"You're probably just hungry," Daemon said, dismissing him.

"Maybe you're sick." Harry brought his hand up to Heero's forehead, bringing Dorothy's with it. As punishment for sneaking out, Dorothy had bound their arms together. Except for bathroom breaks and showers, they were stuck together for the next two weeks. Harry said it was worth it, though, so Heero didn't comment.

"No, I don't feel bad. I have a bad feeling," Heero emphasized his point. It felt like he was trying to have a vision, but it wasn't coming. Actually, he did sort of feel bad. The damn non-vision was giving him a headache.

They finally entered the Great Hall, and a wave of silence greeted them.

"What's going on?" Harry whispered, as they walked to the Gryffindor table. Everybody stared at them.

Heero shrugged.

"How should we know?" Quatre asked.

They got to the table and sat down, Harry and Dorothy on one side, Heero, Quatre, and Daemon across from them.

Everybody was holding what looked like pictures. Heero was about to asked Ron to look at his, as everyone seemed fascinated by them, but Harry beat him to it.

"Hey, mate, let me see that." Harry reached for the picture with the arm not attached to Dorothy, but Ron snatched it away.

"I don't think you really want to see this, Harry."

"Why not?" Harry asked. He was growing upset�Heero knew he hated to be told "no."

Hermione rolled her eyes and handed Harry her picture. "He's going to find out sooner or later. He might as well see it now."

Harry took one look at the picture, and his mouth gaped open. Quatre, seeing his face, snatched the picture, and he and Daemon looked at it.

"It's actually not a bad picture," Daemon commented, turning to Quatre. "You're quite cute in it."

His curiosity peaked, Heero demanded to see the picture. What exactly was on it?

Heero took the picture. His reaction was a mixture of Harry's and Quatre's. He was shocked, but he managed to keep his jaw right where it was supposed to be.

The picture was one of him, Harry, and Quatre in bed. Daemon and Dorothy were in the periphery, and they would occasionally roll over, so their outline could be seen. They were all naked.

"This is it? This is what everybody's so enthralled with?" Heero asked. "You can't even see anything! The sheets are covering us."

"I wouldn't say 'enthralled'�" Hermione said.

"I think it's bloody hot!" Seamus said. He was sitting next to Daemon, and Daemon promptly smacked him. "Well, it is," Seamus sulked.

Heero rolled his eyes and set the picture back on the table. It was a good picture.

"Uh, oh," Harry said. "Somebody's not happy."

"Huh?" Heero turned around, just as Duo tapped him on the shoulder. "Oh."

"We need to talk." Duo didn't look like his usual ball of sunshine, especially with the picture crushed in his hand.

"Sure thing," Heero said, more cheerfully than he felt.

Duo grabbed Heero's arm and dragged him to the far corner, away from everyone. He thrust the crumpled picture into Heero's hand. "What is the meaning of this?"

Heero frowned. Why was Duo so upset? They were only sleeping? "We were only sleeping."

"Only sleeping?" Duo's voice rose. "Naked? Just the three of you?"

"Actually, just the five of us." Heero pointed out the others. "We weren't doing anything wrong."

"Yeah," Duo scoffed. "That's why Quatre's pressed up against your back, holding you like a lover."

Heero pursed his lips. So that was what this was about. "That's because the bed's not meant for five people. We have to touch, so we don't fall off. Why are you so upset about this, anyway? We weren't doing anything."

"Sure," Duo spat. "First, you won't tell me what made you so upset on Friday, now this. If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were sleeping with one of them."

"I was sleeping with both of them," Heero said slowly, as if to a small child.

"You know what I mean." Duo gritted his teeth.

"Of course, I know." Heero was getting upset, himself. "And it hurts me that you would think that of me." I will never tell him that I had sex with Quatre.

"WHAT!" Duo bellowed.

Heero was puzzled. "I said that it hurt me that�"

"I know what you said," Duo cut him off, "and you said that. You. Slept. With. Quatre."

There was a gasp from behind them, as Parvati Patil and Lavender Brown attempted to leave the Great Hall without disturbing them. They quickly turned tail and headed back to the table.

"Is it true?" Duo asked, turning Heero's attention back to him.

"Heero sighed. "Yes, but�"

"That's all I need to know." Duo's voice grew cold. "We're through." He walked away.

"No, Duo, let me explain!" Heero hurried to catch up with him.

"Don't," was all Duo would say. He wouldn't look at Heero, as he left the Great Hall.

Heero didn't follow him. Harry came up behind him, and Heero collapsed in his arms.

"He left me," Heero whispered. He couldn't believe it.

***

Quatre looked down at Heero and Duo. He wasn't sure what they were talking about�if anything, besides the picture�but he would find out in just a few minutes.

Parvati and Lavender, the biggest gossips in the school, sat down by Dean Thomas and that bastard Neville. They whispered in the boys' ears, and Dean's eyes went wide.

"Really?" Dean mouthed. Parvati nodded, and he hurried to tell Seamus.

Seamus hesitated before telling Daemon. Daemon grabbed him by the collar. "Tell me." He practically lifted Seamus out of his seat.

For some reason, when Daemon Turned, he Turned into a warrior Vanuli, instead of a noble. It was rare for one of noble blood to be a warrior, but it happened occasionally. Of course, this meant that Daemon, like Dorothy, was more than ten times stronger, physically, than the average Vanuli�and the average Vanuli was no slouch in the strength department. This meant that Daemon could kill a human with his bare hands without breaking a sweat. And because of his training with Dr. J, he knew just how to make it as painful as possible.

"You better tell him," Dorothy said, sounding bored. She turned to the girl beside her. "And you better tell me." She was definitely in a bad mood from releasing Harry to go find out what was going on.

"I, um," Ginny Weasley stammered. She leaned in and whispered it to Dorothy.

Dorothy's eyes went wide, and she smiled. "It's about time."

In the meantime, Seamus told Daemon.

"What!" Daemon yelled. He turned to Quatre. "Is it true?"

"Is what true?" Quatre asked, his confusion clear. There was only one thing that would make both Duo and Daemon that upset, and there's no way Heero would say anything about it.

"You fucked Heero."

Or maybe he would.

Quatre looked in Daemon's eyes. They were cold, shut off from all emotion. "Technically, yes, but�"

Daemon stood up from the table. "I'm going to Herbology." He stalked out of the room.

Quatre knew better than to follow him.

***

Harry stood outside Hagrid's hut, freezing, waiting for class to start. When Harry talked to Hagrid yesterday, after class, Hagrid had been very excited about today's lesson. Something about today's creatures "bein' vera rare."

Harry turned to Dorothy. "What do you think we'll have today?"

Dorothy grunted.

Harry supposed he understood. They were the only ones in class. Heero was up in the dorm, pretending to be sick. Maybe not so much pretending as making himself sick. Quatre was doing was he always did when he was upset: make potions. Harry figured he was in the Room of Requirement. Daemon had retreated to the sanctuary of the Slytherin dungeons. Only Maxwell was here, staying far away from Harry and Dorothy.

There was a bang as Hagrid exited his home. Harry looked and saw that Hagrid was carrying a...jar? Maybe they were going to feed whatever creatures they were going to look at.

As Hagrid came closer, Harry's senses perked up. He could almost see what was in the jar.

Bellarmees! Dozens of them, maybe as much as thirty, more than enough for each student.

Hagrid hailed the class, and they settled down. He set the jar down on a stump.

"Today, we'll be talkin' abou' these little buggers," Hagrid said. "Who can tell me wha' Bellarmees are?"

Hermione, of course, raised her hand. "Bellarmees are insects made by the magic of the Vanuli in Haven, their capital city. They aren't, technically, living, so they can survive there. They live only approximately one week after being taken out of Haven. Vanuli eat Bellarmees as a delicacy, but they are extremely poisonous. Vanuli�or anyone, really�must take an anti-venom before consumption."

"Vera good, 'Ermione," Hagrid said. "Two points to, er, yer last essay."

Hermione beamed.

"So you're saying they eat these bugs?" Malfoy sneered. "Disgusting."

Dorothy stalked towards Malfoy, dragging Harry with her through the bonds. "Actually, Malfoy, they are quite delicious. They can make you see things, beautiful, horrible things. They can take you to another plane of existence, where nothing matters but your loved ones, and all of them are with you. It's the closest thing to true magic a human can ever experience.

"Or, they can kill you. Or both."

Harry touched Dorothy's arm. It practically sang with tension. "Dorothy, let's go back by Ron and Hermione. He's not worth our time." Harry had a brief pang of regret that he wasn't Heero. Heero would know what to do. He would use his Gift to soothe their Naiyama, and she wouldn't be so fight-happy.

"Yes, my love," she nodded and led him back to the Gryffindors.

They sat on the ground and held each other. Their family was hurting, badly, and it was affecting them. Harry could feel his brothers' every last emotion through their link, as much as he tried to ignore it.

Hagrid passed out the Bellarmees, instructing the students to examine their bodies and magical signatures as close as they could. It would be on the next test, if not the NEWTs.

Hagrid came to Dorothy and Harry empty-handed. "I canna give yer one," he said.

Harry nodded. "We understand. It would be like putting the rabbit nice and neat into the wolf's mouth."

"Yeah." Hagrid kneeled down beside them. "I hear' wha' happened this mornin'. If yer wan', I'll give yer a note, so yer can talk to them. I'll give them one, too."

"Thanks, Hagrid." He was a good friend.

Harry stood up, helping Dorothy, and they waited for Hagrid to get the passes.

***

Heero helped Quatre turn down the bed. All five of them were there, Daemon slinking back sometime before ten. He and Quatre hadn't made up yet, but at least he was there. Duo wouldn't even look at Heero.

Heero sighed. It had been a long day, even though all he had done was sit on the bed and look at pictures of him and Duo together. There weren't many. He was alone but for the time Harry and Dorothy came up to see him, during Care of Magical Creatures. But it was all right. He would be all right. Eventually.

The Vanuli undressed and went to bed, Heero and Dorothy on the outsides.

***

About two in the morning, Heero woke up. He figured that, as long as he was awake, he might as well have some fun. He got dressed and went to Quatre's trunk. He pulled out the Booamyie hidden in the third compartment and the Bellarmee anti-venom.

Earlier, Harry told Heero about Hagrid's Bellarmees. They must have escaped from Haven on Saturday, when Harry went to visit Balor. That meant they were pretty close to dying now. Tasty.

Heero took his first swig of Booamyie and made his way down to Hagrid's hut.

He would forget about Duo, at least for a little bit.

***

"Where is Heero?" Quatre asked for the fifteenth time that morning. Heero had been gone when they'd woken up, and he hadn't been at breakfast. Dorothy didn't seem worried, though, so he supposed his brother was around here somewhere.

"Hewwo, Quatwa!"

Quatre jumped. Think of the devil... "You're drunk."

Heero raised an empty jar. "And high!"

Quatre looked around the Potions classroom. It was trashed. Potion bottles lay smashed all over the place. Cauldrons were turned over. The whole room smelled like jasmine and ass.

Quatre shook his head. "Heero, what did you do?"

"Anything I wanted," Heero said in an oddly childlike voice. He pouted. "Except for one thing."

Duo. Quatre rolled his eyes. This last episode proved just how unworthy Duo was to have Heero. Sure, Daemon got mad, but he didn't have a hissy fit and break up with Quatre.

"Of course." Quatre took Heero by the arm, trying to lead him away before anyone else came in. He would get him a Sobriety Potion�he had one in his trunk�and everything would be fine.

"Good Lord!"

"Duo!"

Damn it!

Heero broke free and ran into his ex's resisting arms.

"Get off me, you whore!" Duo pushed Heero away, and he fell into a pile of glass.

"Hey, you bastard!" Harry yelled, coming into the room.

Quatre helped Heero up. His cuts healed instantly, but his eyes welled up with tears. He looked accusingly at Duo. "You pushed me, you, you, MEAN PERSON!"

"What is the meaning of this?" Snape stalked into the room. Silence descended as the students looked at their professor.

"Um, well," Harry began.

"Why don't you fuck off, Professor." Heero said.

Snape sucked in breath. "Did you do this?" He motioned to the mess.

Heero grinned. "Do you like it? I think it's nice."

Snape sneered. "That'll be a month of detention, Mr. Yuy�"

"You know what?" Heero interrupted. "I don't like you. You're mean." With a word, he froze his professor. He turned back to Duo. "Now, where were we?"

***

Heero advanced on his lover. He wouldn't say ex. He wouldn't even think it.

"You were saying how mean I was," Duo drawled.

"Oh, yes." Heero put his arms around Duo's neck. There's a certain crab, the Decorator Crab, that camouflages itself by fastening seaweed, sponges, and other things to its shell with a special glue-like secretion. Heero now imitated the crab's glue to attach his arms to Duo. If Duo tried to push him, they were both going down.

"You were pretending you don't love me. I'll fix that." Heero used all of his energy and focused on Duo with his magic. He used his Gift to bend Duo's will to him. Love me. Obey me. Be mine. Lovemeobeymebeminelovemeobeymebemine.

Duo's eyes glazed over and his arms went around Heero's waist. "I love you."

"I love you, too."

They kissed, and it was beautiful.

Heero vaguely heard Dorothy talking. "Heero, you stop this right now. You know you don't want him like this. Let him go."

"No." Heero kissed Duo again.

"Heero, I am your Naiyama, and I order you to get over here, now, and drink this Sobriety Potion."

"Yes, Ismea." Heero's body tensed. He had to obey. It was a safety mechanism built into all Vanuli. The guardian parent and, if applicable, the Naiyama could order around their Vanuli child, if they said the right words. This was so the more powerful children wouldn't be able to get out of hand.

Heero unglued his arms from Duo, taking the glue away with him. He went to Dorothy and drank the potion.

"Oh, Mother," Heero said after the potion took effect. He swiftly released both Duo and Professor Snape.

"You little�" they said at the same time.

Heero sat down, ignoring them. "I feel sick."

"You're not getting out of this that easily." Duo advanced on Heero.

Dorothy rounded on him. "Sit down and shut up, or I'll kill you. Don't think I won't." She turned back to Heero, bringing Harry with her. She knelt in the glass, but made no sign that she felt it. "Are you okay, sweetie?"

Heero nodded. "Yes, I feel all�" He was cut off by a series of coughs. He brought his hand away from his mouth. It was covered in blood.

"Mother," Harry said.

Quatre pushed Harry and Dorothy out of the way and smelled Heero's hand. "Definitely blood." He took Heero's chin in his hands. "What, exactly, did you take, 'Ro?"

"Just your Booamyie and Hagrid's Bellarmees." He felt like he was going to throw up.

"With or without the anti-venom?"

Heero rolled his eyes. He wasn't stupid. "With, of course. I took yours. It was right next to the Booamyie."

"Heero, I ran out of my anti-venom back in October."

"No. It was right there." Heero remembered. It was even labeled, all nice and neat.

"No, Heero. I don't have any."

Harry broke in. "I think we should get you to the Hospital Wing, just in case." Dorothy released him, and they went to help Heero up. As soon as Harry touched him, his vision blurred, and the Sight came on.

"They're here!" a young Vanuli girl screamed. Giant spider-women were coming through the portals to Haven.

Flash.

Balor lay on the ground, his hands on his throat. His only thought: What have they done to me?

Flash.

The queen lay sprawled across her throne, covered in blood. No, it wasn't the queen. It was Uralu. But where was Aruvi? Why weren't they Fused?

It didn't matter anymore. Uralu stopped breathing.

Heero pulled out of the vision. He pulled on Harry's robe as they struggled to get him upright. "The queen�the queen is dead."

Message delivered, he passed out.

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