Crossover
Chapter 3: Quatre Winner
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Chapter 3:
Quatre Winner
back the contented smile that threatened to bloom on his face. For years, he
had watched as his sisters left for school on earth (carrying back and forth
the most unbelievable things) while he had to stay at home and wait for his
turn. The war has severed his opportunity, and he had thought he would never
get his chance of finding out what the deal was with the mysterious school. His
disappointment had lasted until one of his sisters had barreled into his room
(at six in the fucking morning) and told him that his letter from school had
arrived.
taking the flight to earth, on his way to Hogwarts. One look around the shuttle
port revealed a large group of young people, fifty or so, whose ages seemed to
range from eleven to their late teens.
his sisters – and the writers of the letter) that he was a fifth year, which in
the end meant that he was really behind other students. Well, it wasn’t
expected from him to keep up with his studies while fighting a war, was it?
was hauling behind him answered his question with a rather loud: of course!
stop.
before it even began.
take care of myself and my luggage in a shuttle port, Rashid. And besides, I’ll
only be waiting a couple of minutes.”
force.
set the trunk on a cart for him to haul, Quatre inspected again the group he
had guessed would be his classmates.
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for a familiar face, but all seemed to be strangers.
moved to join the group, just as two adults moved to the checkpoint.
Her yellow eyes swept over the small crowd before her.
professor Snape. We will be boarding the shuttle in a few minutes. Now, I want
you all to group by years. First years on the far left, seventh years on the
far right. Lets go people, move!”
the man’s snarl that got everyone moving. Quatre found himself all but
sandwiched between two seventh year gorillas that seemed to believe they owned
the place. For a second, the blond considered pulling out the charmed gun
Rashid had gotten for him (he didn’t even want to ask where the Maguanac had
found that) but he found himself suddenly pulled out of the bullies’ clutches.
Winner.”
veiled amusement, as their owner guided him towards where the other fifth years
were assembling.
Hogwarts as well?”
about, as are the others.”
need him to, as he caught sight of a very familiar braid and a pair of
startling emerald eyes.
but glomped him.
was about. It sounded quiet a bit like a joke, so…”
familiar pair of Prussian blue eyes.
if he got a letter?”
somber looks went all around.
since the end of the war.”
easily conveying his meaning: the American was still hurting over Heero’s
goodbye-less disappearance.
the pilots that Duo was madly attracted to Heero. More than a few times had
they seen clues that attraction was giving way to love. But, through it all,
Heero had remained oblivious to Duo’s covert advances, which had caused the
American no end of grief.
disappearance. Duo had crumbled, and it had taken the three remaining pilots,
Hilde and Howard to cheer him up again. Duo had changed, though, more
than he himself cared to admit.
his braided friend. After all, he could easily relate himself to what Duo was
feeling. The only difference was that Trowa hadn’t lost touch (at least not
completely).
-“Don’t worry, Duo. I’m
sure that Heero is ok, and that we will be seeing him again.”