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Chapter Three

Harry made his way back to where the Tournament was wrapping up and made his way over to his partner.

"Adrian, I have an emergency I need to take care of and I don't know how long it will take."

The tall brunet gave a slight smile and replied.

"It's no problem, Harry. Take care of what you need to. If there are any issues I know Hermione will be able to find you."

Harry gave the man a one armed hug before turning around and heading back out of the room. He glanced back at his silent companion.

"Do I call you Chang or Wufei?"

A dark brow rose before he replied

"Wufei."

Harry nodded and continued into a side room to grab his bag, before the two returned Hermione's office. The young witch hugged her friend and nodded to Wufei.

"You be careful and come back safe. I swear Harry Potter; if you or Draco is hurt badly in anyway Severus will have your hide, not to mention Sirius, Remus, and Lucius. You make sure Draco knows that too."

Harry just grinned at her and led the way to the floo. Turning to Wufei he said.

"Come on, we'll floo together or else the house won't let you in."

Wufei gave a terse nod and joined the wizard hero in the green flames. Harry wrapped an arm around the Asian male's waist and called out.

"Black Manor!"


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Une knocked on the office door before pushing it open to see four of her best agents hovering over a laminated map of the location where the missing agents were. Clearing her throat, she waited for the men to acknowledge her.

Quatre looked up as he heard the throat being cleared. He knew along with everyone else in the room the second someone was at their door, but knew who it would be and ignored the entrance. He'd wondered how long his boss would stand there before requesting their attention.

Once the group all looked up, Une spoke.

"Your outside help, Harry Potter, will be here no later than ten tonight. Going on what I have heard about him from reports and family, he will be here as soon as he can make arrangements for his class and get some things from home."

Golden brows furrowed as Trieze asked

"Top ranking Agents such as Wind and 02 asked for help from a teacher?"

Une leveled a glare at her own boss, Heaven only knew why he still did missions...oh wait never mind, she did know, to leave her with the PAPERWORK!

Shaking her head she crossed her arms and informed them.

"He teaches martial arts a few times a week at a Dojo he owns. Normally he works as a book editor when he isn't working on his own stuff."

Quatre held up a hand to silence the man's reply and asked.

"Is there anything else you wished us to know?"

Une sighed and shook her head.

"I'll have them come here straight from my office."

She turned to leave and called over her shoulder.

"Oh, by the way, make sure you play nice."


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Flames roared as it spit the two forms out. Harry quickly pushed himself to his feet and made his way, quickly toward his suite of rooms. Severus and Sirius were out of town at a Potions Convention, so he knew the house was empty save for the House elves and occasionally animal.

Throwing open the bedroom door, Harry laid his bag on the bed and turned to his companion.

"I need to take a quick shower and I'll be ready to leave."

The quiet pilot just nodded and propped again the wall to wait. Harry waved his hand at the bookcases on the side wall informed Wufei.

"You can look at the books or around the suite, just make sure to stay in the rooms. I don't want you getting lost, when a wall chooses to move."

With that, the emerald eyed teen hurried into the bathroom with a change of clothes.


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Zechs groaned as he tried to find a comfortable position. They'd had no food or water since they'd been imprisoned and Draco still hadn't stirred. He could only hope they got found soon.

He looked to the other cell mate and asked.

"Had any luck with those cuffs, Duo?"

The braided male just shook his head.

"No, there is some kind on cover over my hands. Nothing is working."

The two men's attention was caught by a soft groan. Turning to the previously unconscious member of group, they noticed a slight shifting.

Draco groaned as he started to come back to consciousness. Carefully shifting, he took a survey of his injuries, and if the pain in his head and back were anything to go by, he was in rough shape.

"Draco?"

The blond teen opened stormy silver eyes, and found a pair of sky blue eyes looking back at him in concern. Blinking a few times to clear the dirt, Draco slowly began to push himself into a sitting position.

"I'm okay."

A snort to his left drew his attention to the pilot of DeathSythe. Grimy blond brows rose as he took in the bruise slowly forming on the male's jaw and the awkward position of his arms. Turning to his newly found brother, Draco noticed his broken arm and odd positioning of his leg. Leaning back, which was quickly found to be a bad idea, Draco asked.

"Since we seem to be guests of our mission and we'll probably be here a while, let's ask the million galleon question!"

Duo laughed slightly and commented.

"You must have taken a good knock to the head. The saying is million Dollar question."

Zechs nodded but consented, "I'll bite."

Draco nodded and looked to Duo.

"A galleon is wizarding money. Now, the question is...who'd you put to save your arse if you got caught?"


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Harry walked briskly out of the bathroom about fifteen minutes later to find Wufei looking through a book of magical creatures. Pulling a light spring robe from his wardrobe he turned to the pilot as he stood.

"You can take the book with you if you want. I'll be taking this collection along with one already packed in case they are needed."

Wufei's brow furrowed.

"We don't have time for you to pack all of these books; my friends need us now, not in a few days."

Harry just gave a small smile and waved his wand.

"Pack!"

Wufei watched in shock as the books flew off the shelf and shrunk before entering a trunk Harry had nudged open with his foot. Turning to the speechless boy he informed him.

"The book will shrink to go into a library compartment of my trunk, which will also shrink and remain weightless due to charms on it. I will then place it in my duffle bag."

He leaned into the wardrobe once more to pull out a half packed duffle and continued.

"Now I just need..."

Throwing open a tall cabinet near the bathroom door, the wizard pulled out a wooden box and three rolls. Then turned and placed them in the bag. Once more looking to his companion, Harry hoisted the duffle onto his shoulder and said.

"I'm ready when you are."

Wufei turned toward to door to leave but stopped and spoke softly.

"I apologize for my words, Potter."

Harry shrugged and led the way to the front of the house.

"Its fine, Wufei." You just seem to forget, those same friends of yours are mine as well, and they are with a man I think of as my brother. By the way, the name's Harry."

Reaching the edge of the wards Harry pulled the piece of paper Une had given him earlier and held it up.

"Grab on."

Not knowing what else to do the Shenlong pilot complied and they were whisked away.


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Une glanced at her watch for what seemed like the hundredth time since she had returned to her office. It was just after four thirty. She'd left Wufei and Potter just over forty-five minutes ago. Leaning her head back against her chair she blew out a heavy breathe. Just as she was about to look at her watch once more, her door burst open allowing an annoyed Wufei and a slightly amused Wizard into her domain. Her assistant hovered nervously by the door as she said.

"I'm so sorry, Miss Une..."

Une just waved the girl off and looked to the two young men in her office and raised a brow. Harry ran a hand through his hair, releasing it from its binding.

"I didn't realize Wufei hadn't used a portkey before."

Wufei just glared at the poor wizard as Une stifled a snort unsuccessfully, earning herself a glare as well. Getting herself under control, Une cleared her throat and moved around the desk.

"Follow me."

Harry swung his duffle back up into his shoulder as he headed after the stern woman. Running a quick hand through his hair once more, Harry easily gathered it in his hand while balancing his duffle and secured the long length in its binding once more. Une glanced back at the two as they made their way toward the front Human Resources.

"I was hoping you'd get here sooner than ten. I'll admit you are earlier than I expected."

Harry shrugged as he shifted the duffle and replied.

"I want my friends safe and at home, then I can kick Draco's butt for worrying his fathers."

Une gave him a small smile as they came to a sweetly smiling young lady behind a desk. Une turned her attention to the girl and asked.

"Are the passes for Mr. Potter ready?"

The girl blinked a second before turning to a pile of papers and dug through them to find a package near the bottom.

"Here you are Commander, Level Six clearance pass, Identification, but you'll need to get one with his picture, and a decal for any vehicle."

Une pulled each out as the girl named them and passed them to the emerald eyed male behind her. She then turned to the girl and told her.

"Take his picture now and send the ID to my office."

The girl nodded and waved the young man over. Once the picture was taken, the trio left to finally head for the office the pilots resided in.


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Trieze leaned back in his chair with a groan. They'd been working on this rescue for hours, but they couldn't get everything done until they could get the new guy's input. The waiting was killer. Just as he'd stood to check out the new desk Une had put in for the new guy, the door swung open and in came Une. Trieze grinned at her.

"Une, come on you were just here."

Raising an elegant brow at her boss Une replied.

"I was just returning your fellow pilot and bringing you your new companion."

As the words sunk in the pilots stood. Wufei moved past Une to claim his seat next to Quatre and watch the show. Une moved to the side.

"Gentlemen, meet Mr. Harry Potter. Mr. Potter, meet Trieze Kushrenada the tall blonde, Heero Yuy the brunette closest to you, Trowa Barton the tall brunette behind Heero, and Quatre Reberba Winner the shor..."

Quatre stood and informed the group.

"You don't need to introduce me; Lady Une, Harry and I know one another."

At the shocked looks he was getting or rather some glares he got Quatre held up his hands in surrender.

"I wasn't sure it was the right guy!"

A snort drew the attention toward Harry. The new arrival grinned.

"Quatre, there aren't that many Harry Potters out there."

Une shook her head and informed the group.

"I'll leave you to get to work. Mr. Potter the desk next to Trieze is yours."

Harry nodded and moved toward to the empty desk and laid his bag down on the top. Une nodded to the room and left. Quatre walked over to the Harry and caught him in a one armed hug.

"It's good to see you again, Harry."

The raven haired man nodded and lightly patted the smaller man's back

"Same here, Quatre, last time I saw you, your sister was trying to set me up with someone, but I believe your friends would like some answers."

Trieze raised a brow and stated.

"I think we'd all like to know how Mr. Potter here knows you, Duo, and Zechs."

Harry sighed, but before he could say anything Quatre interrupted.

"Guys, we don't have time for this. We can find out how he knows the others when we get them. As for how he knows me, Harry here had to go to a lot of the gathering like I have. My sister June, thought he was the most adorable thing in the world."

As Harry's glare, Quatre grinned.

"Her words not mine. Anyways, Harry here was hiding from a rather large group of overly eager girls."

Harry growled at Quatre drawing a snicker from the fair male.

"I wasn't hiding. I was merely...evading the enemy. Besides I ran into you as I ducked behind some potted plants."

Wufei's snort drew the two friends' attention.

"A potted plant, Winner?"

Harry grinned at the Asian as he replied.

"Yep, large green foliage. Anywho, we ducked back until my guard threatened to tell Hermione and Remus."

Quatre continued from there.

"But before he could get over to them I was attacked. Harry here took a knife to the chest for me."

Harry shrugged at the curious looks.

"Anyone would do it."

Pushing off the desk Harry said.

"Alrighty then, shall we get started?"


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Trowa studied the new arrival as he moved about the room. He seemed to move like a dancer, ready to move at any second to dodge another's actions. The man was attractive to say the least and gorgeous to be kind. His dark black hair was pulled back but for the top had been chopped in a crude bang to fall in his face; on closer inspection it looked to cover half of his face. He wasn't incredible tall, and you couldn't really tell his build do to the robe like garment he was wearing, but he carried himself well as if used to being stared at or looked up to.

Shaking his head, when the handsome man mentioned getting started Trowa pushed the map of the location in his direction.

"We are currently trying to decide the best point of entry."

The male leaned in to get a good look of the topography map and gasped. Whirling around he moved easily to his bag and dug through it until he pulled out the pack he'd been carrying around with him. He searched a moment, only to pull out a stack of papers. Moving to the table with the map, he stated.

"When Cedric said Preventors were investigating one of the locations, I didn't realize it was this location."

Quatre looked at his in confusion.

"Why? What's so special about this specific location?"

Harry laid out map nearly identical to the one they'd been messing with. Looking to Wufei he asked.

"When you saw Cedric, did he tell you why Preventors was involved?"

At Wufei's nod he started to continue until Wufei asked.

"How'd..."

Harry just grinned.

"The only why Preventors would get involved is through the Ministry, then when Cedric asked for my help in research somehow I knew I'd get pulled and then when the agents get caught and my name is on the rescue list, the only person you'd be able to find me through is Cedric. I made sure it was that way."

Turning back the map he informed the group.

"This location had been hitting several alerts with magic recently and the Aurors sent a patrol. The patrol was captured, two were killed and one barely survived. These weren't just any Aurors either, one of them that was killed was a very good friend of mine and after the war, that man didn't let wind pass near him without some charm going off to check it. I trained Neville personally so I knew his skill, there is no way anyone could have got the drop on him without loads of heavy wards, anti-magic, ect."

Quatre looked to his friend and saw the pain that was quickly hidden when he spoke of his loss. Placing a reassuring hand on the wizard's shoulder he asked.

"So, this location should have been a full scale, and not an investigation?"

Harry shook himself and replied.

"This would have been at least two months of planning to infiltrate, luck for us my best source has been on the case for several hours now."

Moving to his bag again, Harry pulled out a mirror and asked.

"Do you believe in love at first site, or should I walk by again?"

Snickers from the background drew his attention while he waited for the mirror to connect.

"I didn't pick the password."

Before any comment could be made the pilots watched as the sixteen inch tall mirror glowed and the face a young woman with curly brown hair appeared.

"Hello, Harry, in trouble already?"

Giving the girl a mild glare he replied.

"I'll not grace that remark with an answer. As for why I called,"

At the serious look, Hermione seemed to tense.

"Why were orders given for Preventors to go into Hex Manor?"

Hermione's eyes widened.

"Are you serious? That's where they are? But Harry we hadn't even had time to plan...they were supposed to go to Nightwell Manor!"

Harry nodded and asked.

"Since it's you I'll ask now. Hermione do you by chance have the wizard prints for this location?"

The pilots could hear papers rustling, then something that sounded like several books falling and finally something breaking. Harry winced as he waited for his dear friend to reappear. Finally several moments later, a panting Hermione returned. Holding up what looked like a card, she stated.

"Of course I do, sheesh what do you take me for? Ron?"

Harry snorted and asked.

"Will you send it through for me?"

She nodded and asked.

"Do you want me to investigate what happened with the orders?"

Harry nodded.

"Yes, please, but Hermione; make sure you don't get found out. If this is intentional, the person responsible could be in the Ministry."

Hermione nodded

"Won't be the first time, but I will be. Oh and Harry don't forget my warning."

Harry shook his head and reached into a velvet pouch that had fallen out of his pack onto his desk and pulled out the card like object.

"Threat is more like it. I'll make sure to let Draco know. I got the prints. Hermione don't say anything to anyone. I'll take care of it when I get back."

Hermione nodded and said.

"Brunettes always have more fun."

The mirror glowed as her image vanished. Harry sighed and asked.

"What's love got to do with it?"

The glow left the mirror, as Harry shoved it back into his pack. Turning back to the group, with a glare at Trieze and Quatre's grins.

"Shut up, I didn't pick the password, my father did."

Heero's brow furrowed as he said.

"Your file said you are an orphan."

Harry glanced up a moment as he searched through the papers from Cedric.

"Oh, well I was adopted by my fathers when I was sixteen. It wouldn't be in Muggle information as it went through the Ministry."

"Muggle?"

Harry flashed the perfect solider a glance and defined.

"A non magical person."

Returning to the table Harry help up the card like object he'd pulled from his pack, pulled out his wand, placed the card on top of the map and tapped it with his wand. Almost instantly a three dimensional replica of the manor appeared before them. Harry looked at the surprised men and began speaking.

"This is a wizarding print of Hex Manor. It's a holographic three dimension version of the house."

Looking to the prints Harry commanded.

"Prints drop the exterior walls; highlight the all doorways in blue, stairwells in red, secret passages in green."

Heero raised a brow as the selected colors appeared on the semi-transparent building. He looked at the man across from him in a new light. When they had first been told they had to accept outside help, he'd been annoyed, but knew neither Zechs nor Duo would ask for someone's help if they didn't believe they could do it. Looking the building over, Heero noticed the basement looked bigger then you average dimensions. Looking to the wizard he asked.

"Are wizarding basements always larger?"

"Hmm?"

Harry glanced at the basement a moment before the question clicked.

"Oh, sorry I've lived in a castle or a wizarding manor at least ten months out of the year since I was eleven. I forgot it's not common."

Shaking his head, freeing several locks of hair as he did, Harry answered.

"Yes, nearly all Wizard built Manor or Mansion, have a dungeon as most of, if not all of their basements. That is where they will most likely be, unless, these guys have any of the Death Eaters that escaped the UK. If that is the case, then they will most likely be here."

Harry pointed to a large half built room at the top of a tower.

"It's the viewing room or the Ritual room. Most rituals need a lot of open space, but you still have to perform it in your home, so wizards that performed rituals, started adding this room on top of towers so they could have freely moving air, access to the moon and star, since they normally play a big role, and no one can really see up there from the ground."

Running a tired hand through his rapidly loosening hair, Harry continued.

"The Death Eaters like to place prisoners of importance up there because even though the air was free moving, wards were placed around it to keep in extra magic. The extra magic is normally tainted and when someone not used to it is exposed for long periods of time, it can cause issues, such as illness, infections to open wounds, blindness, loss of control of magic, it goes on. These important prisoners are usually left there for days on end. The wards keep it extremely cold to protect potion ingredients, so it can lead to even more issues."

Banging his fist on the table, Harry limped away from the table and back a few times. Scrubbing his hands over his face he informed the group.

"We need to get them out. What the Death Eaters did to their prisoners was public knowledge after one rescue nearly turned south. If they decide to put them up there, there are ways to fix the wards so they feel the effects of days up there in hours."

Dropping into an empty chair Harry looked at the men around him, each had some level of worry on their face, some were better at hiding it then other, but it was there. Leaning forward in the chair Harry informed them.

"No matter if they are in the tower or dungeons, there are wizards involved and your medic here will not be enough. I know two people that can be here within a flash if needed."

The pilots looked to each other and carried on a silent conversation. Trieze was the one to answer.

"We're not thrilled with an unknown medic, but if you think it's needed we are for it. The only thing is, you have to run it by Une."

Harry nodded and stood.

"Can one of you lead to me her office? This will be hard enough in person, so I'll avoid the phone."

Trieze stood and moved toward the door.

"I'll show you."

Nodding at the man Harry stood and followed him out the door. No sooner had the door closed then Quatre turned to his fellow pilots.

"Ok, what was with the willingness to work with more outside help? I haven't a problem with it, but you three are normally less willing."


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The sound of an old door protesting in its hinges drew the three prisoners from their whispered conversation. The heavy footsteps leading toward their cell, echoed off the old stone walls. Finally after what seemed like hours, four large men stood outside the iron bars of their cell. Draco's eyes widened slightly as he took in the form of McNair, one of the few Death Eaters that had managed to escape the country. The former creature executioner grinned cruelly at the three men.

"Time to move location, boys."

The man next to McNair nodded to a guy behind him; apparently it was the signal to open the door, since the guy followed the nod. Why he couldn't do it on his own, Draco hadn't a clue. The three Preventor Agents tensed in preparation to attack as the large men entered the cell, but before they could act Zechs was taken out with a hit from behind him. Draco whipped around, ignoring the pain coursing through his body and demanded.

"Show yourself, coward. Are you too pathetic to fight fair?"

Suddenly, Draco's head snapped to the side as an invisible fist connected with his jaw. The injured man stumbled and was quickly tackled by the hidden figure and one of the massive men. When Duo tried to jump in and help, he was shoved harshly against the wall. It took several minutes before Draco could barely remain conscious. Once he was limp McNair sneered at him as Draco was jerked to his feet and informed the blonde.

"We're taking you three to the Ritual Room."

Draco's eyes widened, causing Duo to worry as the now severely injured teen started to struggle. Not a moment later both men were knocked out.

Hours later, Duo groaned as he came to once more. This time he was bound to the wall by manacles, his hands still covered in the cup like things. Looking around he saw Zechs was chained by his broken leg to a post stuck into the ground not ten feet from where Duo woke. In the center of the two was Draco. He was wearing what looked to be a collar of sorts that was attached to a short chain while his hands were bound to a connecting chain both were secured to the ground behind his still form, guaranteeing the teen wouldn't be able to sit up without pulling in the collar and forcing it to choke him.

Zechs looked to his friend and asked.

"Do you know what happened to him?"

Duo gave a tired smile.

"He didn't take to kindly to them knocking you out like they did. Apparently he recognized one of the guys that came to get us."

Zechs looked to his brother and noticed the flushed look to his face, hoping they would be rescued soon, Zech grit his teeth and attempted to move to the younger blonde's side. Even with his long limbs he came only within a few feet. Lying out as far as he could Zechs reached his hand out toward his brother and called to him.


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Wufei sighed as he finally gave in to Quatre's question.

"I have come to somewhat trust the man. Besides, if Zechs and Maxwell choose to trust him, I don't think the man would bring harm."

Quatre looked to the other pilots for confirmation and received two silent nods. Leaning back in his chair, Quatre sighed in relief.

"I'm glad I'm not going to have to spend most of this mission, making you play nice."

Trowa's brow furrowed as he asked.

"How long have you known Potter?"

"I met him at a New Year Party when we were sixteen and have seen him off and on at gatherings and luncheons. He's a great guy. I knew it wasn't just a mask, when he talked with me. He has helped me multiple times, with both people trying to harass me and when I was starting to get overwhelmed by the crowds."

Heero took in the information and asked.

"Do you know what happened to his leg?"

Quatre shook his head.

"No I don't. He didn't have a limp or the scar on his eye when I met him. I never asked him what happened, I could feel his pain and insecurity, and so I left it alone and treated him how I always had."


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Trieze knocked on the heavy door before pushing it open and entering. Une looked up with an annoyed look that cleared to curious when she saw who had come into her domain. Raising a brow, she asked.

"Can I help you gentlemen?"

Trieze plopped down in one of the chairs and gave her a serious look.

"Mr. Potter here has brought a very serious issue up to us. The guys and I have agreed to let him do as he sees fit, but we knew we'd have to run it by you."

Une leaned back in her chair as she redirected her attention to the wizard.

"Mr. Potter, how can I help you?"

Harry sighed heavily as he told her what he had explained to the pilots and finishing with.

"So I would like to request, permission to retrieve two of the best healers I know."

Une thought it over and nodded.

"Alright, but Sally our medic will have to be allowed to help as well."

Harry blinked a moment.

"Of course, I didn't think otherwise."

Une stood and rounded the desk to shake his hand as he stood.

"Please have these healers here in the next few hours if you can."

At Harry's curious look she replied.

"This way I can get them acquainted with Sally, and so they can be brought up the speed."

The raven haired teen turned to his companion and asked.

"Are you ready?"

Trieze stood and asked.

"Aren't you going to get your friends?"

Harry nodded and said.

"I was taking you with me, unless you want to return to the office?"

Shaking his head Trieze stood and followed. Once the two exited the building, Harry turned to the former Pilot.

"Take my arm and don't move around."

Trieze gripped the forearm firmly and before he knew, he was experiencing the feeling his soda had every morning. The next thing he knew, the two were standing outside a small quaint cottage, near the woods. Harry held his arm a moment to let him get his bearings back, before he moved to the front door.

Harry smiled as he took in the scene before him as he made his way to the door and knocked. He glanced over his shoulder at his companion and warned.

"I'd step back; she tends to be a bit excitable."

Moments passed before a beautiful woman with white blond hair opened the door. The woman took one look at Harry and shouted while she jumped at him.

"Harry!"

The man in question chuckled as he stumbled back under the sudden weight. Setting the woman on her feet, he began.

"Hello to you too, Gabriella. I am in need of both of you and Luna's abilities."

The smile vanished off the young woman's face as her hands made their way to her hips.

"Harry James Potter, what happened to you this time? I mean it hasn't been six months since..."

Harry held up a hand for silence. Motioning the woman back into the house, Harry closed the door behind them. Turning back to the woman he began.

"Would you please call Luna for me? It's an emergency"

"Of course."

Harry led the way into the living room as Gabriella disappeared down the hall. Looking to his quiet partner, Harry asked.

"Any questions?"

Trieze looked the emerald eyed teen and commented.

"There is something different with that girl. I felt like I should want to get her attention, but it was faint and I was able to ignore it."

Harry chuckled and informed the confused man.

"Gabriella is part veela. A magical creature that is beautiful in every way. They have an ability to secrete an Allure. This Allure tends to cause the opposite sex to act differently than they normally would. It may cause a normally quiet timid person to become assertive and sometimes aggressive. Gabriella normally has rock hard control, but I guess the shock of my arrival and the shock of my request could have caused it to slip."

Before anything else could have been said footsteps could be heard coming down the hall. Harry and Trieze stood just as Gabrielle returned followed by a pretty blonde with large blue eyes. The new arrival moved forward to hug the raven haired.

Harry returned the hug and said

"Ladies meet Trieze Kushrenada. Trieze meet Luna Lovegood and Gabriella Delacour."

Turning back to the women, he continued.

"Ladies, I don't have much time. I need both of your healing abilities. Can you help me?"

At the two nods, Harry went on.

"We are going on a rescue mission. The prisoners may very well be in a Ritual Room. I need to take you now so you can get acquainted with the medic that will be involved. "

Worry flashed over both sets of eyes as Luna stated.

"Give us three minutes and we will be ready to leave."

As the former Ravenclaw had promised the two healers were back without a second to lose. The quartet quickly left the house and quickly made their way down the pathway before three of the people grabbed onto Harry and they vanished.

Trieze stumbled slightly as the appeared in the alley next to the Preventor's Headquarters. Getting their bearings back the small group made their way quickly to Une office, where Trieze once more pushed it open after a quick knock. The stern woman looked up from her computer, rose from her chair and made her way around the desk as the four entered. Harry moved to the side and introduced.

"Ladies, meet Lady Une. Lady Une meet healers Luna Lovegood and Gabriella Delacour."

Une moved forward to shake their hands and said.

"Ladies, if you will follow me, I'll take you to meet our medic Sally."

She looked to the two men and informed them.

"Wufei sent up a message to let you know they are ready to leave as soon as you return."

The men nodded and after the girls gave a quick warning to be careful, they were off to the office.


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The four pilots in the office looked up as the door swung open to reveal the last of their team. Harry moved to his desk and dumped out his pack. With quick and efficient moved he, pulled out the three objects he had placed in his duffle bag from his potions cabinet and put them into the pack. Grabbing a few other things, Harry quickly stored them and shrunk the pack then placed it in a pocket of his robes. Turning back to the five pilots he commented.

"I'm ready when you are."

The pilots nodded and left the office. The one thought that ran through their minds was.

"We're on our way, hold on guys."