Title: A Firefly in Azkaban
Summary: …only to return sixteen years later as Hotaru Tomoe, Sailor Saturn, the senshi of death and rebirth to assume an education at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Rating: PG-13
Status: 1 chapter written, 1 chapter posted
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Pairings: Harry x Hotaru
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Notes: It's very short because it's a prologue but it'll get longer, I promise, all my stories do.
Years ago now Bellatrix Lestrange and her husband were thrown into Azkaban under the charge of treason, murder, torture, use of the unforgiveables and for being known Death Eaters. Except there was one thing that the pair of them knew and no one else did, and since no one came to visit them no would know. Bellatrix Lestrange had been pregnant and 8 months into her lifetime sentence she began to have contractions. The woman was delirious by the time the whole ordeal was over, Dementors flocked around the child.
The child with the violet black hair and bright purple eyes, the child with no memories of happiness or pain, the child that gazed up at the Dementors without fear and complete clarity. A connection was formed, the first, last and only child to ever be born in Azkaban lived but she wasn't to know that. The girl wasn't even named, the mere memory of her was taken away from the parents by the Dementors that sort to take any and all forms of happiness from their charges.
A Healer carrying the baby was flying from the cold stone prison on a broom across the broad expanse of water when a portal opened in front of him. A woman with flowing hair and bright red eyes appeared before him, she was clutching a tall staff, taller than she and wearing a strange adaptation of a sailor uniform.
"Who are you?" the baby began to wail.
"That doesn't matter now," the woman's voice was soft, almost ethereal as she stepped forward. Her cherry red lips twisted into a sad smile and her hair, ever so slightly done up in a bun, swayed with her movements.
"What do you want?"
"I want the child," she replied stepping closer, the man sat rigid on his broom, one hand gripping it, knuckles white. The other was tilting the tiny head upwards as his arm held the baby to his chest.
He didn't know why, all he knew was that he wasn't going to give the baby away, "No," he whispered.
She was right in front of him now, hovering above the water, "I'm afraid you don't have a choice in the matter," the woman declared, with that she raised her staff and a sepia brown tinted everything in site. The woman reached down to pluck the inanimate child from the man and then left. For her, it took all of five minutes, for him, it was a split second. The shock caused him to fall off his broom and drown but that was all part of destiny, the healer was growing old anyway, he would serve a better purpose in the higher plains.
And so, the nameless child, the heir to the Lestrange estate, name, finance and business, the one that the Dementors would call their sister if they could talk left that world…only to return sixteen years later as Hotaru Tomoe, Sailor Saturn, the senshi of death and rebirth to assume an education at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. That was providing Dumbledore was willing, but as Sailor Pluto said, there was no stopping destiny, what would happen, would happen, there was no changing that.
This is my first SMxHP fanfic in a long while and since I've taken a liking to Azkaban Harry, Dark Harry and AU fics I thought I'd cross it over with a character you don't see very often in Harry Potter. Hotaru:-)