Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing or Harry Potter at all. There may be some parts that can be related to Sailor Moon, which is also obviously not mine.
Blaue Augen
(Blue Eyes)
by Red Tail (Lost-Remembrance)
Chapter One
The great dark lord Voldemort stood grinning darkly over a bubbling cauldron as he closed his eyes and placed his hands over the boiling concoction. After gathering his power he focused all his energy and could feel the foggy presence of five figures lurking in the cauldron's mixture.
Grinning, he muttered an incantation in ancient Latin and then the mixtures green color faded and turned to clear water, which was glowing slightly.
He closed his eyes and let his body be slightly bathed by the golden light emitting from the diminishing sparkle.
One of the five figures had it, the power that would allow him to take over this world. The only problem was gaining that power now…
At the Preventers' offices, five special agents were doing what they normally did until trouble arose again and the ex-Gundam pilots would be needed.
A white flash and glow shot through time and space, hitting the five people in an unexpected flash and sudden pain that seared through their body's and veins like fire and ice at the same time.
Violet eyes widened just at the same time as emerald, cobalt, aqua, and black eyes at the sudden pain and unexpected reaction to whatever hit them. A gasp rung out as pain convulsed through their muscles, some controlling the fit better than others as they closed their eyes, letting the darkness consume them as their body's began to dematerialize.
"Ugh…" A braided teenager groaned as he lifted his hand and touched his throbbing head slightly and winced. "What the bloody hell happened?" He questioned the air in particular.
A gasp rang out and his eyes shot open as he wondered what could have happened to make someone gasp. Was he dead? Was he naked? Was he—?
"Sir!" A woman's voice said sternly as she practically fluttered or "waddled like a penguin" in Duo's opinion over to the braided teenager who had a scowl on his face. As Maxwell—Duo Maxwell to be precise—took in the scenery around him he blinked in slight awe at his newly changed surroundings.
"Hee-chan," He mumbled to himself and not to Heero who looked pretty dead to his surroundings, though not literally in the statement of course since his chest was rising and falling slightly. "I don't think we're in Kansas anymore." He recited from the old movie the Wizard of OZ, ironic as it was with the name of the wizard.
"I will not have such vile language in this room or in this castle either!" She said, wagging her finger at her in a reprimanding gesture.
"Who the hell are you and where in bloody hell am I?" He yelled, not particularly taken to waking up with a strange woman yelling at him for saying minor words like bloody, damn, and hell. At least he didn't say it again, okay…damn. He just did again and again after that.
The older woman's face flushed slightly when he let out another string of curses and she huffed herself up, looking slightly larger than the boy in the hospital bed.
"Ugh…" A blonde teenager let out as he let his eyes flutter open at the sound of someone being yelled at. 'Where am I?' was the only string of thought going through his head at the moment.
He blinked and looked at his side and saw an unconscious Wufei, Trowa, and Heero. 'Trowa. Wufei. Heero. Trowa—' the blonde's mind repeated as he nodded his head in a slight daze. He gasped audibly and then shot out of bed and rushed over to the silent teenager's side who was just beginning to stir slightly. "Trowa!"
Green eyes opened at the sound of the name and the voice calling it. "Quatre…?" Trowa mumbled, his voice barely carrying over the teenager with a long braid that scrambled out of bed to rush to the side of Heero Yuy.
"Where are we?" Trowa questioned as he rested his head in his palm and slowly massaged his temple to try and steady the blood flow to his brain. Quatre placed a caring hand on his shoulder with concern evident in his baby blue eyes.
"Heero!" Duo shouted as he shook the teenager who didn't even respond except for the shallow and light breathing and rise and fall of his chest. His face didn't even twitch in annoyance or shoot out of bed at the disturbance. His face looked so relax and calm…
Duo's head turned at the rustling of crisp sheets behind him. "Maxwell…" The Chinese looking man mumbled as he gripped his pillow and threw it sharply at the teen who didn't even have time to dodge it as it hit the bubbly person in the back of the head, jerking him forward slightly at the velocity of the object.
Duo glared and opened his mouth to yell at the teen but Wufei beat him to it. "Baka onna!" He shouted as he reached for his katana, which was no where to be seen. A dazed look was still in his eyes as he blinked away any weaknesses.
"Heero!" Duo tried again after sending the Chinese pilot a nasty glare instead, which didn't faze as much as Heero's death glares would. "Why is he not waking up?" Duo hissed darkly at the nurse, worried for the reckless brunet teenager.
"I'm afraid that he took the major part of the spell for some reason." The woman, whose name the others found out was Madame Pomfrey said quietly, getting used the person's vile language fairly quickly.
"Spell?" Quatre questioned as confusion riddled his features in a dumbfounded way.
"Yes, where do you think you are?" A sharp and precise voice said as the other turned, except Duo and Heero whose head was currently being slammed slightly into the headboard by a worried Duo, to see a woman in fancy robes.
"And just who are you?" Wufei, the Chinese man, questioned with exasperation as he rolled his eyeballs at her and shifted in the bed, getting up.
"I am Professor McGonagall." Her gaze was sharp and piercing, stern and aware eyes looked at Wufei. A frown crossed her features, soon to be exchanged with a raised eyebrow. "In fact, you should be thankful that some students managed to find you in the Forbidden Forest while serving their detention." She said as she looked at Pomfrey, beckoning her over with the wave of her hand.
"How is the last one? He's the only one not regaining consciousness?" The professor questioned slightly worried. The other's had been out for at least five hours, quite long indeed, spell or not.
"Well, I suspect foul magic in this." Pomfrey said, glancing slightly at the wild looking teen on the bed that hadn't stirred. "At least no bodily harm was done yet emotional won't be known for awhile…" She said and looked at the stern face of the Transfigurations teacher. "Anyhow," She shook her head to rid it of stray thoughts. "He should regain consciousness within an hour at the most." She said and leaned in towards the teacher so that the boy's couldn't hear.
"What is it?" The older woman asked as she adjusted her thin wired spectacles.
"I think you should keep an eye on them; they just appear but I think it wise that Dumbledore admits them at least for their safety. Rumors of the Dark Lord—"
"That is quite enough." The teacher said sharply, glancing slightly at the boy's who seemed to hear some of the conversation. Pomfrey nodded and spun on her heel and left the teacher with the new arrivals as she tended to other students in her need and come back later.
"What was that all about?" Duo questioned with a raised eyebrow and odd look in his violet eyes as he glared slightly at the teacher who seemed to take in all of them intently, the gaze making them shift slightly at the unwanted staring.
Duo walked slowly away from Heero and joined the others as he plopped down on the bed, hearing the part about Heero possibly not waking up for an hour or more.
"I don't know but…" Trowa was about to say but stopped when he turned his head to look at a stirring teen beside Wufei who glanced up to see Heero stir slightly, a pained look in his eyes before it was masked behind his barriers.
"Welcome to the world of the living." Duo commented idly as he got up and walked over to the stoic boy who was lightly touching his head where a lump had formed from being slammed into the headboard (which he didn't know about Duo luckily thought).
"This is more like Hell if Maxwell's here." Wufei snorted, carefully ignoring the nasty look Maxwell was giving him. Duo stuck out his tongue and got a growl from Wufei. Heero gripped his head slightly as he tried to stop his vision that was clouding in front of him.
"What the hell happened?" He managed out through the throbbing pain.
"We're not quite sure." Said a cheery Duo who patted Heero on the back and received a glare from the perfect soldier.
'Why is my whole body shaking?' Heero questioned himself. If only on the inside, his body was quivering slightly from exertion—something that his body rarely to never did. He frowned.
"Young man," Pomfrey said as she walked over briskly to the teenager whom she could tell was still suffering from effects of the spell still to her concern. "You need to lay down and get rest." She commanded but got a cold glare from the stoic boy.
Unfazed as she was and immune to uncooperative patients, she glared right back and then she said simply, "Do I have to use sedatives or cast another spell to make you stay asleep?" He looked warily at her as if not believing her threat and glared just as Duo did when she stepped closer to him.
Growling, he ignored the offer. He wasn't that tired. His vision blurred slightly and he titled a little bit before he quickly shook off any feelings of momentarily weakness. "Where am I? Where are we?" He questioned, referring to himself and the other pilots now.
"You are in Hogwarts." A husky voice said that was old yet strong sounding. The pilots and the nurse turned to look at the person who spoke; an old and thin man that looked to be brittle and weaker than Mariemaia without her bodyguards.
"Who are you?" Trowa questioned, beating everyone to the question.
"I am Albus Dumbledore," He spoke quietly yet his posture and elegant…robes showed that he was high in status and commanded authority and respect. "Headmaster of Hogwarts."
"Hogwarts?" Skepticism lingered in Quatre's voice. Duo looked like he was about to fall and burst out laughing, Heero looked really pissed, Trowa was silent, and Wufei looked like he was going to murder something or someone.
"Yes," Pomfrey huffed, looking at them like they were chickens in a fox den, very out of place children in this concept though. "Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry." She said idly as if it was no big deal.
Duo's mouth hung open and Heero's eyebrow twitched. How much more of this crap would they have to listen to. "Where the hell are we?" Heero growled as he tried to get to his feet and swayed slightly before balancing himself and warning the other two people in the room to say another word about witches and wizards.
"Heero does have a point; how do we know this is a school, for, uh…learning magic or something." Quatre pointed out.
"Really, are these Muggles or something, Headmaster?" Pomfrey huffed as she heard a yelp and then turned to go and help the patient that had just waken up from a nasty fall.
"And who are you suppose to be?" Trowa questioned McGonagall who had been patiently waiting for Dumbledore to notice.
"I am head of Gryffindor and also teacher for Transfigurations." She said sternly as she turned to the old headmaster.
"Minerva," He tilted his head in respect to her and she let a thin wry smile fall on her lips as she once again pursed them, getting down to business. "What are we going to do about them?" She questioned the headmaster and greatest wizard of all times.
"We are going to enroll them as students." Dumbledore said as if it was what she should have expected.
"But with the new attacks that have been heard over London, perhaps it may lead You-know-who here."
"Flabbergash." He said, trying to quell her concern, which wasn't working well. "I think these teenager's are well enough to defend themselves. They had ID badges on that stated themselves and they seem to be agent for an organization."
"That doesn't mean that they will fare well against magic. The Dark Lord is rumored to be finding new ways of getting magic, more dark and sinister ways."
"Do not fear." Dumbledore said, raising his hand to stop the debate from going any further. "If the need to worry about such arises, then we shall discuss it but not in merry times like this."
Minerva McGonagall sighed heavily and then looked out the window and looked at the shadows of the looming Forbidden Forest. "I suppose you're right, Headmaster." She said and smiled slightly when she heard him chuckle. She grabbed her robes slightly, bowed her head and glanced back at the soon-to-be-students before taking her leave.
"What's her problem?" Duo muttered as he crossed his arms and plopped heavily down onto the thick mattress.
"McGonagall is quite worried." Dumbledore explained simply to the five. "Hogwarts is going to admit you into your seventh year in Hogwarts since you're all currently sixteen I believe." He got slight nods from each of the boys and a 'yes' from Quatre and Duo. "Good." He smiled and his eyes sparkled.
"Sir," Quatre questioned as he shifted slightly under the uncertainty in this. "If we are going to attend classes, might I ask how we will be able to buy our supplies and equipment."
"Oh, Hagrid will take care of that tomorrow with you lot." He said kindly. "You'll do fine in classes I believe if you get help from your houses." He remarked.
He took out a sheet that had each name written on it and then read it off slowly as he squinted slightly through his thin wired glasses. "In order of last names is your house." He began and then got down to the list. "Barton is in Gryfindor, Chang is in Gryfindor also as well as Maxwell, Peacecraft, Winner and Yuy." He read and then looked at the boy's who had their jaws hanging slack as their thoughts came to a screeching halt with the name said after Maxwell's.
TBC