Saint Seya/Harry Potter crossover, with Thanatos!Harry and Fem!Harry named Mary Rose… since the Potter names follow King's names, and the Evans are all called after flowers. Saint Seya is a manga/anime series about knights who fight to protect the goddess Athena. They're all based on star signs, divided by the type of armor… Bronze, Silver and Gold – Gold being the twelve zodiac signs. Mu is the Aries' saint. I find the plot ridiculously dramatic and repetitive, but it's an Epic of colossal scale anyway – Great read overall, if not a little bloody... The characters are enchanting on their own, and I couldn't help but fall in love with them. So here it is! Enjoy!

Mu's Death Wish

It all started when Padma Patil made an offhand comment about her homeland and the ancient magic evoked and used by monks – the teachings of Tibetans, the idea of Buddha and the Samsara and everything gave birth to an infatuation inside Mary that couldn't be contained, not even by Hermione's pragmatic Buddhism classes or Ron's disdainful misgivings about meditation.

It was something she's been looking for. A clarity, a way of life that didn't involve the magic enclaves, complicated rituals or life-long tenures. After spending her whole life fighting, she longed for a chance to find peace, something everlasting and not at all ephemeral.

Mary studied religiously for months from various sources, curious and fascinated by the calm spiritual life those Monks led. She's seen her share of war and felt ready to find inner peace – more so because a year after Voldemort's fall, the public still clamored for their savior…

"Maybe I should go" The red haired, green eyed girl wondered. "Sequester myself away in seclusion until I'm able to deal with the rest of the world" A few months of peregrine travel in search of enlightment. She could have married one of Ron's brothers like everyone wanted and be happy with a life of house-wivery while doing death-threatening stunts in her Auror career – she still wanted 3 kids, two boys and a girl – but that was to be coming later, preferably after she fell in love with someone other than a doomed Cedric.

So packing only the essential and catching the first available port-key to India came as no surprise to her friends who's only warning was a brief message telling them she'd return in six weeks. "In Asia, be back in a month and half, don't look for me – love, Mary R. P." Had she stayed long enough to hear their reactions, she'd have seen Hermione's knowing look and Ron's eyes softening in understanding. Luna followed her trend and also jumped right into adventuring, though she decided to start with south America instead of Asia.

Mary never been more satisfied.

Six weeks she spent amongst the monks of Tibet, meditating, fasting and finding her center. Mary never felt this whole, and it gave a lot of perspective to her life. Thanks to this intensive journey of finding herself, she found more than was expected.

Nestling inside her was a power bigger than nothing the Wizarding World could predict. Her Mentor was an old man whose past shrouded in mystery allowed him to reach out and tug on this power inside Mary. He called it Cosmos, an inner universe burning in her soul. Not Magic, no, that was a genetic trait more than anything – while Cosmos existed in everyone even if but a few had the potential to unlock it and use their inner power.

Along with the unlocking of her Cosmo, her Mentor also showed her the objects of power linked to her soul – Mary already new them intimately, but to be able to pull on them and master them was freeing – she'd not have to fear them ever again. Those were the Hallows, and to master them she'd have to spend another couple of months in that Tibetan temple.

The letter she sent Hermione warning of the change of plans had all her friends and acquaintances climbing the walls dodging the ministry and the press. Hermione was particularly disappointed when she found mentions of this Cosmos in uncommon books but nothing about how to bring it forth. She started a crusade to find more about it, and that led her to a Japanese multi-billionaire known as Mitsumasa Kido. Not managing to extract anything from the elderly man, Hermione was forced to bend before she used magic on an unsuspecting muggle.

"I am doing terrific. Never been happier in my life, with these monks I find peace and they shed light in many questions I've had. Like what happened to the Hollows. My Mentor opened my eyes to the truth. As the one who reunited the Hollows, I possess a great responsibility. To master the 3, I decided to stay a few more months here. Do not worry! We can still send letters back and forth.

Hermione, I think you will be interested to know more about an obscure power present in our souls known as the Cosmos, I had mine unlocked and it answered many questions that I can't expound on letters, when we meet again I shall tell you everything I know about it, but I hope you can look deeper into the subject.

Send my regards to everyone,

Love, Mary R. P."

"Dear Mary. Ron sends his love. Luna sent a postcard from Brazil and says there may be a Basilisk living under an Amazonian City… Expect a letter with an invitation from her sometime soon.

Now, what do you mean about the Hollows? I thought aside from the cloak, the others were lost? And I've had time to research about this Cosmos energy, it turns out that there is truth in it. I read about a rich Japanese philanthropist who died recently – he collected children from all over the world and sent them to train in obscure locations around the globe for something called Saint Armors. I'm trying to contact his people to ask more questions, but they are strangely tight lipped.

Miss you,

Hermione J. Granger."

Mary, happily hidden away in her mountain living the life of a monk and learning leaps about the Hallows and her Cosmos and what she could achieve with it had no idea of the monster she inspired. Had Ron known where she was, he'd have sent a couple of Holers to make his displeasure obvious. Alas, no one knew where Mary absconded to so none of said Holers reached her yet.

Hermione's owl loyally kept her location secret, to Mary's amused pride.

Being privy to information that had Hermione green with jealousy was also strangely satisfying, so the green eyed witch kept her mouth firmly shut about the secrets being taught to her, to her Mentor's proud smile – he was slightly sadistic in his old age, as he said, no one was perfect and they were not gods – at least he wasn't a god. She took that personally and learned of yet another secret that has been kept from her.

"I've almost died so many times… who knew that there was something behind it?" She wondered humorlessly.

Finishing her studies, Mary decided to extend her vacation to last the whole year, all the while sending delayed post cards to her friends explaining her new adventures.

From taming a white Tiger in China, tripping down the First mountain from five in Rozan, Eating bugs and being hunted by a Nundu – and for Luna a rough sketch of what she thought was a Crumple Horned Snorlax that she saw while crossing the borders of Tibet to Jamiel – it could have been an innocent ram, but neither Luna nor Mary knew that, so both were innocently happy to be part of this finding.

Luna did end sending a letter telling her about the supposed Basilisk under Manaus, in Amazonia. But she wasn't asking for any help since she found another researcher who was more than happy to be of aid. "His name is Rolf Scamander and he reminds me of you. His father wrote an interesting book as well, so he is trying to write his own." Together they braved Indians catacombs under Manaus and defeated the ancient Basilisk with a well placed summoning charm, that brought forth a cock that sung and felled the snake in one go.

Happy about Luna's apparent budding Romance based on giant snakes slaying, Mary sent a brief congratulating letter and went on her way.

Seeing as Jamiel was her last stop while in Asia, Mary lingered for a while, listening to the talk of the villages around and learning about a mysterious hermit who lived on top of the highest peak. The people said that many strange, armored men climbed but never came down, and if that didn't pick her interest, then the polished stone castle sitting on top of said peak did.

Singing out loud a cute chinese song she learned from a passing wizard – it was about a dragon ascending to heaven and becoming a star – Mary strapped her worn bag to her shoulder, wrapped her cloak around her shoulder and started the climb. About half way there she noticed the magic, or better yet, Cosmos the place exuded, it wasn't malicious but it wasn't welcoming. Feeling a presence keeping an eye on her, Mary shrugged and willed her cloak to make her invisible trusting that not even the gods could see her, such was her power now.

Continuing to climb, the witch passed through a ravine filled with decaying bodies and bones and had to marvel at the being who'd set such a trial. It was obviously linked to those unfortunate souls who'd come carrying large urns and never returned. They failed whatever trial was set which made Mary glad she had the cloak, for the presence she felt following her around at first was this hermit who'd protect his privacy on top of his peak.

After a much tiresome track – she had to balance through a narrow bridge that would lead to certain death should she fall, a few hundred miles' drop and even an army of undead animated by whatever magic this hermit could yield. It all failed for Mary sneaked away under her cloak and managed to reach the top, grinning unrepentantly that she thwarted this hermit's tricks.

"Whoah" She gasped, staring in awe at the tower precariously standing before the fall. Tired and hungry, Mary removed her cloak, settled on the ground and pulled out of her bag – magicked to be bigger on the inside – a picnic basket, complete with a blanket and a parasol. Mounting her picnic kit, the witch happily started to munch away on a few sandwiches.

"Hey, who do you think you are?!" A tiny voice called. A little boy no older than 8 was looking down at her from the tower. His red hair gleamed under the sun and his eyes narrowed. He had dots for eyebrows though, so Mary knew he was different. Was he the Hermit? Awfully young to be living by himself, but who was she to comment? She has been raising herself ever since she could remember. He was also speaking in greek for some reason.

Looking at the boy, Mary simply blinked while silently thanking Dumbledore's OmniLanguage beads, those can easily be attached to glasses or hair, or say, a beard. It explained why the old headmaster could speak more than a hundred languages without stutter, the cheat. "I'm Mary" She finally answered after finishing chewing. "Want to join me?" There were still a number of breads and cakes, juices and that tea.

It was strangely satisfying to not be bothered by people's expectations. Now Mary had a whole other level of appreciation for what Luna did. Even when messing with a kid who thought he knew better than her.

"No! Now tell me why have you come here?" The boy asked again, momentarily thrown off a loop by Mary's aloofness. She's learned that the more she took people by surprise, more they would cease expecting something from her. By being meek and stubborn she was the perfect little hero, but the time she spent in Tibet gave her inner balance and peace. "You don't bring an armor to be fixed" He added suspiciously.

"I don't, do I?" Looking around her, Mary felt the air shift beside her. It was the mysterious presence that has been following her since the beginning. "I became curious by the villagers talk of this place and decided I wanted to see it with my own eyes." She paused, chewed some more, then continued "And they also spoke of a hermit living here so I wanted to meet him"

"Hmm…" A man materialized right on the spot she predicted. He was… beautiful. Delicate features, long light hair like silk, porcelain skin and long dark lashes. He was even prettier than Fleur which was a new notch on the pretty category. "I feel you hold a great power, yet you are not a Saint" He murmured in a calm voice, low and suave that entered her senses as if made of chocolate wrapped in silk.

Her cheeks warmed without consent and Mary could hear her Mentor's laugher from where she stood. Even if she was so much at peace with herself, she was still an eighteen years old girl and prone to bouts of girlish glee. Gathering her wits, the witch turned to the man with a bright smile. "Hello, are you the master of this mountain?" to which her hopefully new friend nodded slowly.

"Yes, I am Mu of Jamiel and this is my disciple Kiki…" He trailed off, eyes fixed on Mary.

"Would you care to join me? You've been trying to follow me around since I've stepped foot on this mountain" The cakes were looking tantalizing. The red haired boy made an irritated sound and burst into light, only to appear from the top of the tower to in front of Mu and Mary.

She didn't even blink at the flashy Apparition. She could do flashy if she wanted to as well.

"What do you mean trying?" Kiki asked for both males. Not seeing reason to lie or hide the truth, Mary felt these males were trustworthy and wouldn't judge her on first glance. The aura Mu emitted was light and warm and she wanted to cuddle in it.

"This is Death's cloak, nothing can see me under it. I used it to dodge Master Mu's traps" Both males looked at her cloak with surprise. Mu seemed serene though, he felt powerful to her sixth sense so he should be able to pick up her innocent intentions.

"Interesting" Mu breathed out. Then those jade colored eyes a shade lighter than her own stared down at Mary searchingly. "How long do you intend to stay?"

Mary thought about it. "Would you let me stay here?" Her eyes glinted with happiness. "I have been traveling all around Asia looking for places where I can learn and meditate, if you allow me to stay here, I'd like to spend a couple of weeks learning from you" She wasn't obtuse enough to not recognize that this Mu was wise beyond his years even if he was so pretty to look at.

"Of course, you can stay for how long you like" Master Mu answered brightly, smiling and sitting down beside her under the shade of her parasol – not to partake on her snacks, but to talk more comfortably. Kiki grumbled under his breath but ended up accepting a sandwich.

..

The first week she spent in Jamiel was filled with meditation and late night talks with Mu.

"When you said this cloak belongs to Death, you really meant it" Mu commented his voice smooth and knee weakening. "How can that be? You are not a Saint" Mary smiled a secret smile that would have made Dumbledore proud.

Gathering the silky, ethereal material of the cloak to her hands, she passed it trustingly to Mu. "It's been passing down in my family for generations. Where I come from, it's part of a set of items that belonged to Death himself" Mu's lean digits fingered the cloak delicately.

"It's a very powerful relic" He commented after a moment analyzing her cloak. Mary beamed in response.

Or when it was Mary who'd ask something of him.

"You and Kiki…" She prompted. Mu seemed to have been caught by surprise, but he smiled accommodating. He didn't seem to mind answering her unasked question.

"We are descendants of a lost race of men from Lemur" He said. Then proceeded. "Kiki was trusted to me for guidance, I train him in the ways of our people"

They talked some more about menial things in life.

The second week they moved on to more personal topics.

"Do you know why I decided to start this journey?" Mary commented absently. Mu looked at her with stars glinting in his eyes. He's been drilling Kiki on his telekinesis the whole day so now he was lounging by a small stream with Mary who wanted to explore. "I wanted to find myself again after being lost in a sea of expectations… I didn't know who I was anymore, and to move forward I had to take that step back and face myself like I never had to before" She said in answer to her earlier question. Not mentioning the war or anything from the wizarding world but almost there.

Mu sat pensively back, contemplating if he should comment or not. In the end, he nodded quietly with quite a knowing look sitting in his eyes. "My reasons were a lot more selfish, but following the same lines… When you know what the future might have in stock for you, how are you supposed to proceed?"

Mary took his hands in hers. "Every prophecy is self fulfilling… as long as you don't see that future as your own it is not set in stone" And she was aware that she leaked an important part of herself right there, just as he revealed part of him.

The third week they could be considered the best of friends.

"You know, I think I can trust you with my biggest secret" She said one day after she finished trying futilely to make the stone float using only the power of her concentration without adding any magic. Her gift was on a whole other spectrum than Mu's, but he patiently taught her about this extra power of his. "I feel frustrated enough at not being able to do it like you do, and I don't think its fair if I hide from you any longer" Taking a deep breath before Mu's inquisitive and curious gaze, Mary confessed. "I'm a witch"

"A… witch?" He asked unsure. Looking her up and down, then clarity dawned in his minty eyes as he found her invisibility cloak. "Perhaps its not so difficult to accept that your nature is more than a normal human's."

"More than that… I am a part of a whole hidden society of magic enclaves. We ride brooms, have dragons reserves and goblins rights, my godfather could turn into a dog and my father could turn into a stag – the kind of society that can bend reality with a flicker of a wand if we have the right spells" Usually it was heavily frowned upon to reveal that magic was real to muggles, but Mu was more than a muggle man, his race was considered mythical in the enclaves.

"That is hard to imagine, though dragons and goblins?" He was clearly making an effort to be open minded. It was enough and Mary felt grateful.

"Yep. There is more though… Recently, we just won a war against the biggest dark wizard of this century, and I was right at the eye of it…"

And the fourth week Mary couldn't take it anymore. When you spend so long a time enclosure with a man like Mu, and you happen to be of the female persuasion, thing happened.

Thanks to her clearer mind and relaxed soul, Mary didn't have a shred of doubt about her feelings. The first chance she got after figuring out what she wanted, the witch cornered the bewildered Lemurian and told him exactly what she felt.

"Excuse me, Mu I think I love you" She told to his face. Mu flushed prettily and stuttered, but Mary continued to explain why she loved him. "You are powerful and beautiful, you listen to me and don't judge me, you are caring and patient and your light shines brightly… I trust you with my feelings and I think I'd trust you with my life" Mary finished, huffing and puffing and red of cheeks.

Mu gently raised a hand to her burning cheeks. "Mary… I…" He was such a calm and collected man. Mary held onto his hand. Sighing, Mu decided to be simply say what he felt. "To me you are a mystery… you went through so much to be the person you are today, and that someone such as you choose to love me is surprising and humbling. I don't know If I'm the best man to have in your life, but if you will have me and be mine in return, I will be yours"

Getting bold because of his words and yearning for a loving touch, Mary leaned into Mu and kissed him shyly. Getting hold of her shoulder, Mu hesitated only for a second before kissing her back. When they came back to the world beyond themselves, Mary smiled in feminine contentment. "I'm yours if you're mine" She answered his words. Then added her own. "Mu… know that when I love, I love deeply. To me, this is real – I'll follow you wherever you go"

And the master of Jamiel knew she spoke the truth… He knew her enough to realize how starved of love she was and that she trusted him with her heart truly had him marveling on what he did to deserve it. He wasn't the easiest person to be around, his dry humor and sometimes distant demeanor pushed people away. She saw through it all and managed to touch him deeply.

With that last thought, Mu pulled on his new woman's waist and kissed her willing lips again.