Discalimer: I do not own Harry Potter or Predator, I just write for fun!


Harry was sat at Hermione's side in the Hospital Wing of Hogwarts.

He found the Matron here to be very good and professional, quickly scanning Hermione with her psionics and confirming what they all suspected; Hermione had simply fainted, and was otherwise completely healthy.

She could have woken Hermione up but advised it would be better for Hermione to wake up on her own.
He jumped when he heard her stir and mutter his name.
Quickly standing he moved to sit on the edge of the bed and take her hand.
"Injuries?" Hermione asked, obviously asking about herself.
"None, you fainted after the battle, we think it was how quickly the adrenaline left your system along with the shock that you and me are the only two this side of the galaxy to hold the title 'Royal Hunter or Huntress' respectively."

Hermione let out a smile and pulled Harry down to her lips to steal a kiss.
"Light of my Heart." Hermione said quietly. Harry merely smiled as he sat up holding her hand.
"I brought you your weapon belt." He said pointing to the belt on the chair. Hermione nodded before tilting her head at him.
"Why do you still wear your armour?" Hermione asked. Harry shrugged.
"Until you were awake and able, it is my job to defend you." He answered. Hermione nodded, she would be the same if the positions were reversed.

"Well now I'm awake let's see when I am safe to leave. I'm not like you – I want the medic to clear me first." Harry chuckled nodding and got up to fetch the Matron.
Knocking on the frame of the open door he spoke.
"Your only patient awakens." The nurse smiled and got up, before heading to the bed and quickly checking Hermione's vitals.
"Well you're good to go as soon as you're dre-" The nurse cut off when Hermione stood and stripped her hospital gown before pulling her belt on.

"M – MISS GRANGER!" Harry simply leant against the door to see how this would play out as Hermione spoke.
"Madam Pomfrey is it?" Hermione asked and the flushing nurse nodded.
"You remember the circumstances of my arrival? How I along with a horde of Yautja stopped the Xenomorphs massacring the train?" The nurse nodded.
"Well I don't just fight like a Yautja, I am a Yautja in here." Hermione held her hand over her heart.
Yautja have no need of clothes and neither do I. I can guarantee you neither does Harry. He will most likely be similarly attired to myself. We are a warrior race, we live hard, and harsh lives at times – but to balance that, the bonds we form…" Harry stepped forwards and slid his arm about Hermione's waist as he spoke.

"On a Yautja ship, she and I could walk in the common area, and couple and no one would notice save for it was two people enjoying the pleasure of the other – on the same token, should anyone else try and couple with either of us they would face our blades. Also you might not understand this having grown up with clothes all your life, but to us they're a distraction. They rub on the skin and feel like someone is holding you tightly. Now for a warrior race surely you understand the feeling of restraint would not be welcome."

Madam Pomfrey nodded.
"Still what about your bodies core temperatures?" The nurse asked obviously worried for them.
"Oh that reminds me Hermione," Harry said turning to her.
"We don't need to worry about that – our Head of House rings?" He glanced to the nurse who nodded, also happy that they would be healthy at least.
"They will keep our body temperatures moderated so we could be in the middle of a desert at midday, and not be too hot, or the middle of a harsh ice-water fall and still be comfortably warm." Hermione smiled looking to her hand where said ring rested and nodded happily.

"Very well, I just wonder how the rest of the school will take your chosen attire… or lack thereof. Now you'll need to be at the Great Hall for the Sorting at 8pm tonight." The nurse said before a look of thought past her face and she pulled Hermione to one side.
Harry saw she was a lot happier when she returned.
"This is excellent, she taught me a tiny charm – it uses psionics to support my milk-glands – no more swaying in the way in a fight or when I run!"

Harry smiled and nodded impressed as he wrapped his arm about her waist.
"Come, I have our pod parked out on the lawn, now you're up and armed I can lose the armour."
Hermione nodded and let him lead the way out, remembering the layout as they walked until they got to the pod. She followed Harry in, and hit the hatch close once in.
She did not want to be disturbed.

Harry and Hermione walked back into the castle, bare apart from their weapons belts and wrist blades as they stepped into the great hall.
"Hermione you stayed!" A loud voice called up and Hermione had to brace as Luna went to crash into her.
Hermione held Luna a minute before kneeling down in front of her with a smile as she poked the girl on the nose.
"Of course I did. I promised after all." Hermione said with a smile, her bright amber eyes reflecting back to her from the Luna's happy silver, seeing this youngling's smile was a balm to Hermione's soul after the battle they'd had. Hunters may pride themselves on bringing the best prey home – but one Hunt they never wanted was a 'Royal Hunt' as it was a guaranteed death toll, just from the Xenomorph escort alone.
She thought back to her talk with her father after her rather frantic coupling with Harry in the pod, more to reaffirm to her she and he were still alive more than anything else.

In the Orbit Drop 50 Warriors including two of her childhood friends had 'Departed in a Blaze of Glory' read, burned up in the atmosphere, that had hit her hard – to then find out nearly 30 Hunters and Huntresses had died in the fight just to get to the Royal Pair tore at her, a full 10 had been from her own clan!
Then there had been the worst and she had finally cried, both her father's brothers had died fighting the Emperor, and Mothers Mother had died against the Empress. The final one hitting her hard, she spent half an hour solid having to be reassured it wasn't her fault, there was no way she could have done any better than she did. She'd followed her Mothers Mother's trainings perfectly. It was impossible for her to do better.

That still didn't stop the pod echoing with her cries, there would be many a hunter and huntress grieving for lost children, parents and family this night, herself included. To see Luna's happy smile reminded her just why the hunters took these risks – it was so these innocents could live without fear.
Hermione stood and moved to sit with Luna at the table as all the really young ones were called to be sorted.
She looked to see a lot of shocked faces looking her or Harry's way before remembering they weren't used to seeing the human form in the nude.
Hermione just ignored it and picked up a glass of water to drink while Luna held her arm tightly.

Turning to Harry she spoke in the Yautja tongue.
"It seems I have a limpet attached to me." Harry at the time was half way through drinking his own water when she said this, and quickly found it was impossible to inhale with a mouthful of water without choking.
Hermione roaring with laughter pounded his back a couple of times until he held a hand up, looking at her with a small smile, knowing she had done it deliberately.

"Hermione Granger, The Lady Potter!" The older witch next to the stool called out causing the murmuring in the hall to increase as Hermione stood and proud as any Yautja Matriarch made her way forwards when she instinctively ducked and rolled out the way of a red curse that would have struck her head had it hit.
"HE'S MINE!" A red head girl screamed.

Hermione came up raging, with a quick step off the bench she launched off the table in front of her to land on the one next to her, before a quick two steps she pushed of the edge of the table somersaulting in the air, to come at the girl feet first, she impacted sending the girl flying as she used her hand on the table to flip over to her feet before quickly planting a foot down on the girls chest and kneeling onto her wand arm.
As the girls' free arm flailed she caught it and pulled it up straight while with her other hand wrapped about the girls throat. The whole thing had taken four seconds from first curse flying to an immobilised red-head at Hermione's mercy.

"Listen to me and listen well youngling," Hermione said harshly.
"By Yautja law I could kill you right now, you challenged me for my LifeMate, but this day you are lucky, I have had my fill of the long sleep." Hermione said as tears welled at the corners of her eyes, the hall silent and her words heard in every corner as she fought the lump in her throat.
"I have had a long bloody day today, I risked my life for you, all of you, many hunters and huntresses died and now many LifeMate's mourn the hearts light, many fathers and mothers mourn their own fathers and mothers, many more mourn their younglings!"

Hermione was nearly screaming now.
"I lost my child-mates to the Burning Drop, and in your language, I lost a grandmother and two Uncles to those beasts at the end of the train, I saw heads dissolved in acid in front of me as I fought! I watched as a hunter willingly tore a head off knowing it would be his death with the acid blood spray to save three others! I fought next to one when mere minutes after we saved each other's lives, I saw impaled on a tail! I am now in my society the top of the Huntresses, a Royal Huntress! But…" She fought to draw in a breath now, unable to keep her mask up as the tears fell.
"But to me the price… MY FAMILY!" Hermione screamed down to the girl before collapsing back and curling up terrible wails of grief tearing out her throat as she felt strong arms lift her and carry her from the hall, none could ignore the heartache the girl was feeling, least of all Ginny Weasley who could see the horror in the girl no, the warriors eyes mere inches from her own.

Hermione didn't know where they were going just knew she was lost to her grief as she screamed into Harry, he had simply taken her to the nearest room to hold her, not knowing people could still hear her.
"Why Harry WHY! I'm a Huntress first class! WHY Couldn't I save them!" Harry didn't answer just held her as she cried into his shoulder.
"I saw her die Harry, Mothers mother! I watched as she fell, the beast caught her with its second mouth and bit her in half! I couldn't stop it! I tried, cut harder, faster but too late! I was too late!"

-0-

There wasn't a dry eye in the hall hearing these words, or the grief within. The horror's this one had faced and yet, she had saved every child there, she was only here because someone had tricked her LifeMate into this stupid tournament.
Even the fake Moody was sat staring a tears falling from his face as the cries turned from words to pure grief ripping its way out her body.
That day an emotion had a physical presence and it was being heard by all here.

Severus Snape had watched originally with joy at what was happening, he was just about to call out punishments on the Granger bint, when she started speaking. By the time she was done even he, a man who hadn't cried since Lilly died had tears falling from his eyes as he mentally threw every plan to get back at Potter away. The caring in that man he saw leaving the hall was pure Lilly, but his reactions for the second before Hermione acted had been pure James.
He almost felt sorry for the Dark Lord if he ever returned, the Potter boy seemed to be the best of both his parents.

Minerva McGonagall had collapsed onto the end of the Gryffindor table with the seventh years, face in hands as she fought to keep her stern façade up in the face of such pain it was impossible.
Oliver Wood who was simply in visiting his younger brother had sat by her and had an arm about her offering what comfort he could.

Dumbledore was the worst. He had kept his changes from statesman and knew just how hard this would hit her, he himself had spent time amongst the Yautja many years ago, and their bonds of family were so strong as to make a marriage here look like a casual friendship, to lose one family member was hard, but so many at once… It would be a long time before she was truly happy again.

He saw how the young Luna had helped her simply by being there, it was a shame what had happened to her and he would find her attackers. After Flitwick had collected her it was found most of her time at Hogwarts had been obliviated from her mind before Hermione had interfered. In essence Luna really was a lost scared little 11 year old in a stunted body, what was worse was he had to once again tell her she was an orphan. Xenophilius Lovegood had died on one of his expeditions, leaving her in his care.

She was as small as she was due to the accident with her mother's death, it had mostly stunted her growth, so she also unfortunately would always be 3 foot 6 inches tall. They couldn't reverse it.
A piercing wail cut through the hall and Dumbledore collapsed within himself.

Even Draco Malfoy had tears falling, what the hell happened out there that he couldn't see? It had been terrifying enough in his carriage, being forced into the corridor by these big 7 – 8 foot tall things that then spent the next hour keeping them safe.
He'd watched as one had jumped in front of him, taking the spiked tail meant for him in his shoulder, and something had changed in Draco Malfoy and he shouted out a banishing curse at the next black thing to appear, while these Warriors NOT things protected them.

As the cries echoed Luna couldn't take it anymore and ran out the room and followed the sounds until she found the one Harry was in before running up to the two and trying to hug Hermione as hard as she could.
She felt herself being lifted up and before she knew it, had Hermione sobbing into her shoulder, she looked up to Harry who had his own eyes closed his head against the wall as his own tears flowed, that was when Luna somehow knew they had become lost to their grief, they needed their parents.

Thinking hard she cast the little message spell to summon Uncle Albus if she was in trouble.
A moment later the Headmaster appeared and seemed to take the situation in one glance.
He quickly wrote on a piece of conjured parchment and summoned Fawkes.
When the bird appeared he showed the bird the massage who quickly flamed away with it.

30 seconds later the bird returned holding a small disk in its talons.
Dumbledore nodded and took the disk setting it on the floor and depressing a symbol on it before stepping back.
Luna saw a bright white light before two of those tall beings that had helped save her before appeared. She looked around quickly in fear when the female of the two knelt down in front of them, talking quietly, her own voice full of pain.
"Fear not little one, we are only here to help my son and daughter." Luna nodded and went to move away when Hermione's arms locked about her.

"No! Can't lose you too! Can't let you be hurt!" Hermione mumbled.
Luna looked to her Uncle Albus 'thinking' at him like he'd taught her too, she wanted to go with them, help Hermione as she hugged Hermione back, feeling her relax a bit.
"Are you sure Little Moon?" Luna nodded.

-0-

Na'Leth watched as his children grieved the loss of clan to the Long Sleep. When they had lost one before it had hurt yes, but so many at once even to such an honourable death would always cause their hearts Light to dim under the pressure of The Bleak.

His daughters' reaction when the tiny blond went to move away was startling, he wondered how to best separate them when Dumbledore asked her a question, when the girl nodded Dumbledore turned to Na'Leth and spoke.
"My ward is asking permission to join her friends to help in their loss. Will you take her as your own while away, watch her as if she was birthed by your LifeMate." Na'Leth blinked at the trust Dumbledore was showing him before slowly placing his hand over his heart and bowing.

"She shall not need to fear a thing, I shall guard her as if she were mine." He responded with the ritual greeting before Dumbledore spoke again quietly, as the two watched as Qu'Illaa carefully moved to pick Hermione and Luna up.
"She is a girl who is physically stunted due to a psionic accident when she lost her mother – she is locked into her body and although will develop some, this is the best we can hope for. Her mind almost snapped at the loss, her father had been her only anchor. Unfortunately he died two years ago. I am now her 'Uncle Albus' and care for her as if she were mine."

His gaze hardened as he continued, that gaze was that of the young man who saved Na'Leth's life all that time ago.
"In the short time I have been her guardian, I came to care for her as my own – someone also before your children saved her from her tormentors attacked her psionically wiping most of her Hogwarts years, she just learned again she herself is an orphan."
Na'Leth nodded a tiny growl emitting from his throat. You did not attack children.

"To be straight, emotionally and mentally she is 9 or ten, and only has the memory of some of her first year here, and her body will only develop a little more, maybe enough to bear young one day, but no taller – and it will take time to return her emotionally to the 14 – 15 year old you knew." Dumbledore nodded.

"Find her attacker or attackers. Deal with them." He commanded, not as a friend to another, but as Clan Lead to Subordinate. Dumbledore nodded, Na'Leth had basically said if the attackers were old enough, to collect trophies, if not, see too it they could no longer harm another.
"I hope they are old enough." Na'Leth heard Dumbledore whisper, looking back her saw the fire in the man's eyes and nodded. Good, he had been straying for too long – Dumbledore needed a decent hunt.

Qu'Illaa had finally got Hermione stood and had hold of both girls as Na'Leth stepped forwards and lifted Harry into his arms.
"Teleport – Five to Harry's quarters direct!" A brief flash of light later and Dumbledore was alone in the room. He looked to the door as his eyes flashed with a hunger he hadn't felt in years. He had a Hunt to start.

-0-

Hermione didn't know how long she floated on the edge of consciousness, aware of only Harry and little Luna's presence.
She came back to herself when she started hearing Luna's sobs.

"Hermione, Harry please? I need you, I've just found out I've got no one, come back to me – please. I need my only friends. Please." The heart wrenching sobs from the little girl were enough to pull Hermione back from the brink as she blinked a couple of times, recognising the room and bed they were in as hers and Harry's up on the 'Noble Spear'.
She felt movement behind her and realised Harry was in the bed with her as well, in her arms she held the little sobbing broken girl, while in chairs by them were Hermione's parents.
Harry's arm reached over to gently stroke Luna's head as he spoke.

"It's alright little one, we're back." Harry said after Hermione caught his eye, they were getting very attached to this little child and would do all they could to help.
Luna's head shot up and she looked straight into Hermione's amber eyes, tears falling from her silver.
"You're here? You won't leave me again?" Luna practically begged, switching from between Harry and Luna fast enough her hair seemed to fly about her face.
"No little one, we're here to stay." Hermione said quietly leaning forwards to kiss the top of the girl's head, like she vaguely remembered her mum and dad doing for her before that insane cackling woman.

Harry had rolled out the bed and gone over to Mother and Hermione watched as he clung to her, she saw a few of his tears fall, but somehow understood these were cleansing more than they were the self-destruction of before.
She couldn't believe she'd nearly succumbed to The Bleak, not with this ray of moonlight she held.
She moved to gently stand letting Luna grasp one of her hands as Hermione moved to hug Father.
As his warm embrace enfolded her she closed her eyes, aware she'd never feel her Fathers Brothers warm friendly throws, nor the others rib creaking crushes.
An finally – Mothers mother, she would never again help her re-braid her hair, never sit trading hunting tales with her – nevermore be the constant background warmth on the ship.

Her tears fell once more but they didn't tear at her soul like before, no these took the pain and transmuted it, almost as if she was there she heard Mother's Mothers voice.
'The Long Sleep is only for the body, the spirit has far more hunts to go to'
'Enjoy the everlasting hunts Qu'treth Hermione sent her silent prayer out, before pulling back to look father in the eye. She saw the pain she felt echoed there, but also the acceptance she now felt.

"The ones who fell did with Honour and will always be remembered that way, even now their names are being carved to the great wall." Hermione stilled in shock, only the most noble and honourable Yautja were given that honour – in all of their history there were only 10,000 names on the Great Wall on their home world, that over 50 were to be added in one carving was unheard of.
"They helped save over 1,000 innocents from the Skurge, our entire purpose was upheld that day – you and Harry have been chosen to have your own Tableau's carved in the Hall of Warriors.
"Wha – me?!" Hermione squeaked out as Harry pointed at her and nodded along before pointing to himself.
"You two brought low two Royals faster than any on record, and survived, you deserve this Honour.
Hermione shook her head.
"No those who fell do," She said quietly, fighting the tears again but failing.
Luna's arms wrapped about her waist as she spoke quietly.

"Mummy told me our loved ones never leave us they're here always." With that Luna put her hand against Hermione's chest over her beating heart.
Letting out a watery sob Hermione crouched down to pull Luna into a gentle embrace.
"How did you get so smart?" Hermione said holding the youngling close, she knew what was happening now, and her Father had said it happened with him. Sometimes regardless of species a child will call out for a parent, and the parent will recognise the call.
Hermione had heard Luna's call and responded, she could see the same in Harry's eyes when he nodded over to the edge of the bed.
Hermione easily picked Luna up and moved to sit with her at the edge of the bed while Harry came to sit the other side of the little waif.

"Luna, sometimes among the Yautja they will claim one is under their protection – like Hermione did you on the train." Luna nodded a trace of fear in her eyes, and Hermione moved to cut that fear off instantly.
"Luna, that won't ever change, I am your protector for as long as you want." Hermione said, the smile on Luna's face its own reward.
"Now, where I was going with this, is very occasionally, the protector and their LifeMate – that would be me," Harry said with a grin before continuing. "Don't feel it is enough, especially with young orphans, they sometimes bring their protected into their family, treat them as if they were their own youngling, while being sure to raise them to never forget their original family."

Hermione reached down and gently turned Luna's face from Harry to look at hers, the rising hope in her silvery eyes was an almost palpable feeling.
"Luna Lovegood, if you were but a suckling I would have already given you my mark, but you are old enough to choose. Do you wish to join my family?" Luna couldn't answer verbally with her choked sobs, she quickly nodded before she launched herself at Hermione.
"Then we will talk with your Uncle Albus and by this time tomorrow, you will be my Daughter." Hermione said dropping a small kiss to the top of the shaking blond head even as Harry rested his hand on her back.

Knowing it was safe as Luna didn't speak much of the Yautja tongue Na'Leth warned his children of Luna's problems, but both could see he was holding something back.
Harry was the one to get up and move to speak to his father quietly. When Harry's face didn't even flush just became red with rage Hermione was concerned, when he went to that cupboard that concern spiked.
The armour they'd taken down with them was their light set, the one he was donning was a full combat set, the sort they used when hunting either dangerous prey – ironically like they fought yesterday – or Hunters gone rogue, or finally, if family had been harmed.

"Harry." Hermione said her voice carrying all her worries. Speaking in Yautja as not to alarm Luna Harry answered her.
"Our daughter to be was attacked psionically before we arrived. She's had 3 years memory wiped." He growled.
Hermione stilled, feeling her own cheeks flush before taking a couple of breaths and calming herself she nodded to Harry.
"I'll follow down with Luna after we get her checked by the medics." Harry nodded before stepping close to them, kneeling down in front of the trembling Luna.

The last time she'd saw him in Armour like this was when they were attacked.
"Luna, how much did 'Uncle Albus' tell you after the train journey?" Harry asked quietly.
"O – only that my memory had been taken from me and that my Daddy is de…" Her lower lip trembled and Harry carefully enfolded her in his embrace.
"That's why I suited up Little One, I'm going to hunt those who hurt you with Uncle Albus." Harry said.
"Hermione just wants you to see the medics then she'll be bringing you down to the planet in her own suit to help me." Harry said.

"But I'm fully healthy!" Luna shot back. Harry smiled, he was the same when it came to Medics so thought about his next words before he spoke.
"That's why we want you to go to them – they need scans of you now, to compare to in future if you ever get ill on the ship."
"Oh – okay." Luna said with her bright smile before kissing his cheek. "You'll make a good Daddy." Luna finished hugging into Hermione's side.

Harry had suspiciously damp eyes as he stood to leave.
Na'Leth stood with him and spoke.
"I'll join you on this hunt Son, Qu'Illaa is staying with the girls, she has offered to watch Luna on the surface when Hermione joins you." Harry nodded and stepped out. Na'Leth following. Whoever had hurt Luna just lost their life expectancy.

Somewhere in England a man sitting reading his paper had a shiver go down his spine.

-0-

Harry waited in the corridor outside his parents' quarters for his Father until the Hunter Prime stepped from his quarters, he like Harry had his helmet tucked under his arm, the two headed for the Teleport room – that just happened to be the opposite end of the ship.
"I am surprised you and Hermione didn't couple as soon as you were able." Na'Leth started.
"You have in front of us often enough before – if I remember we were witness to your firsts.

Harry smiled at the memory.

Looking back up to his father he spoke.
"Me and Hermione wouldn't mind, but Luna wasn't raised like use, she would become deeply embarrassed and not understand why we didn't." Harry said as they headed along the corridor to the lifts.
"And that is why you will be a good Father to Luna, you thought of, realised and made a decision that was for her benefit without thought to your own needs. You are a fine Warrior and LifeMate – you seem to be adding parent quite well. You have exceeded even my high expectations. Now we Hunt" Na'Leth finished as the lift arrived and the rest of the journey was done in silence as the two focused on what was to come.

By the time they were teleported down their mind-set had them at being the apex Predator of the universe.
Harry fixed his helmet as did his Father before they readied their dual shoulder cannons and stepped through the main entrance of Hogwarts and then into the Great Hall.
Dumbledore stood and moved around to meet them speaking the Yautja Tongue.
"My Ward?" He asked, concern in his voice.
"Hermione is with her." Harry answered again in Yautja so he wouldn't be recognised.
Dumbledore's eyes widened at Hermione's name and bid them to follow him to an antechamber where he raised some considerable privacy wards before turning to Na'Leth.
"Privacy Sphere?"
Harry switched his helmet to scan Psionics and was satisfied before removing it.
"Your Psionics are good enough. Now Dumbledore how goes your Hunt?" Na'Leth asked removing his own helmet.

"Poorly, I have barely finished the first year younglings in the House of green and silver before moving to the second…"
He stopped at Harry's raised eyebrow.
"Royal Hunter?" Dumbledore asked.
"Considering those we found bullying were from the house of Blue and Gold why consign yourself to a quarter of the population?"
Dumbledore swore before explaining how he'd let house prejudice blind him – going on to explain house rivalries and the nature of most in the house he suspected, one called Slytherin.

Harry snorted before he spoke.
"The hat will be unable to sort us then, We use bravery to hunt down rogue Hunters who's skills are renown, teamwork to bring down the biggest game in the galaxy, intelligence to survive any environment and guile to outwit our smarter prey. You need a house for the best of all those others." Dumbledore nodded.
"Very true –most likely that is what will happen, I said as much to the Sorting Hat myself."
Harry nodded before Na'Leth spoke.
"Now, let us go with our helmets free and we will show you how to get information from one hiding in a group." Dumbledore nodded to his words, dropping the wards before leading the two Yautja, for that was what Harry was in Dumbledore's mind, to stand in front of the Head Table facing the school.

"The floor is yours." Harry nodded and stepped forwards before he started to speak.
"Yesterday we took Luna Lovegood, a sweet, innocent, young, warm hearted child under our protection. We then find earlier the very same day we did that, that someone had attacked her Psion – sorry, magically. If you have any information,"
Harry slowly withdrew one of his curved serrated swords and placed it point down in front of him as he folded his hands over the hilt, his glare all the more intimidating due to the luminescence of his eyes.
"It would be better for your health to volunteer it, should we have to go looking for it, and the consequences could be….unfortunate. We will await people in the side chamber until the end of the day. Then we start interrogations…" With that Harry swept up his sword and sheathed it, before in perfect synchronisation, both father and son strode from the great hall and back to the room Dumbledore had taken them originally.

Sighing Harry looked out the window towards the lake as he felt his father step up next to him.
"The hunt for words is never as easy as the hunt for blood." Na'Leth said quietly to Harry's nod. At least in a hunt where there is a fight at the end there's that to anticipate – but until they had a name.
He was brought from his musings by a light knock on the door.
Turning to face it he saw his father stay rigid as he stared out the window, a flicker of a smile passed Harry's face as he saw the trick his father was doing and moved to stand with the tip of his shadow just brushing a foot as he stood facing the door.

"Enter" Harry called, his gaze immediately hardening when the red-head who'd fired at his 'Mate stepped in looking to the floor.
"Speak." Harry growled – he had little patience for this youngling.
"…" The girl tried to speak before swallowing and finally getting her words out.
"I, I just wanted to ask – i is The Lady Potter o – okay? Are you okay?" The genuine concern in the girls face lowered Harry's animosity some.
"I will not deceive you – after trying to kill my mate and take her place, her words forcing us to realise fully what had happened, those dear to our hearts we lost to the Long Sleep, my LifeMate and I nearly lost ourselves to The Bleak, only Luna's presence called us back to ourselves." Harry said before his Father continued turning to face the girl, half his face in shadows.

"My brothers and all the others who helped fight knew the moment we saw the number of our foes some would not see the next sunrise. Could you do as my children did?" He gestured to Harry as he spoke.
"Run towards a horde of enemies and know there is a high chance of your imminent passing and charge to it with your blood ringing in your ears, a cry of challenge to defy the odds, to then, knowing the fatality rate of those who kill Royal Xenomorphs is upwards of 95 out of 100 and administer the killing blow?
I have never been so proud, or frightened for my young as I was then. When I saw they were both preparing the killing blow I had accepted I would be mourning them as well as my brothers.
That is the type of warrior you challenged."

The girls face had gone white at this description before looking to Harry.
"Y – you ran to a fight expecting to die?!" She squeaked. Harry couldn't believe the naivety of this one so told her straight.
"If you never expect to die in one, never seek the battle – those who do are the young, reckless and foolhardy."
The girl nodded swaying on her feet slightly.
"Was there anything else?" Harry asked causing her to jump.
"O – oh yes, I heard a girl in Ravenclaw saying they should never have taken the man's offer to wipe 'The Loony.'" Now the girl's eyes filled with rage.
"Luna was my friend when growing up – we may have drifted apart since but promise me, promise you'll get who hurt her." Harry nodded.
"That and… Tell Lady Potter I'm sorry, it's just I've loved you since I was a baby." Harry snorted and raised an eyebrow, his disbelief forcing her to explain the stories about him.

"So you fell in love with a character from a child's book? I can tell you this, whoever this 'Boy-Who-Lived' is you think I am, you have that wrong. We will be finding out who let these stories happen and…encourage them to stop selling them. As for your apology, I'll see to it my LifeMate hears of it." The girl nodded, turning to leave before Harry said one final piece.
"Know this, should you have killed her, you would have died not five seconds later."
She whipped her head back and saw it in his eyes, the ones looking at her now were those of a skilled killer.
Finally losing the last bit of colour in her face she gave a shaky nod before staggering from the room.

-0-

Hermione led Luna through the ship to the medical bay, noticing her cheeks were rather flush.
"Are you alright?" She asked, Luna nodded as she spoke.
"It's just rather…hot here." Hermione smiled a nod.
"That's one of the advantages for Harry and I growing up here, we aren't bothered by it, plus as you well know, outside of our armour we don't wear clothes – so to me this is comfortable."
Luna nodded before a small frown appeared on her face as they walked in to the medical bay as she spoke.
"I – I wouldn't like to go without clothes, but I could cope with a small swimming suit I think."
Hermione arched her eyebrow in question as she lifted Luna to the examination table, knowing if she kept Luna focused on her it would help her to not be afraid of the strange surroundings. Apparently apart from hers and Harry's bedchamber and washroom she hadn't been elsewhere on the ship.

"Oh it's like a bra and panties, but in a material easy to swim in." Luna said as the medic came over. Hermione gently gave Luna's hand a squeeze as she spoke.
"I just need to talk to the medic a minute Little One." Luna nodded with a smile, her trusting eyes never leaving Hermione.

Turning to the medic Hermione spoke switching to Yautja.
"I want a complete physical of my Daughter-to-Be, if she has even had a scraped knee in the past I want to know about it. She was in the middle of a psionic blast when she was 9 cycles old and it locked her body, she will still eventually grow some milk glands and be able to bear younglings we have been told. Also yesterday before she came under my protection, she was Psionically attacked and had the last three years wiped from her mind – she only found out she was Parentless yesterday."
The medic nodded before answering while pulling a scanner arm down.
"So to sum up – locked pre-birthing body, underdeveloped mind and lost emotion anchors." Hermione nodded at the medics words as he started sweeping the scanner over Luna who's eyes widened as she started to feel frightened once more.

"Shh, it's alright Luna, it is just taking pictures of inside you see." Hermione turned a display to show Luna's skeleton. Luna smiled and giggled as Hermione turned the screen away. An innocent mind like hers didn't need to see the anatomy in detail in a moment.
"So this swimsuit is made up of these things called a Bra and Panties. What are those?" Hermione asked as she sat in the chair next to Luna, gently running her fingers through her hair trying to keep her calm.
"Oh a bra is what we wear to hold up our breasts if we don't use the support charm, and panties are our underclothes that keep our special place covered. I'm not allowed to let boys see it until I'm at least 15 Uncle Albus said."
Hermione shook her head trying to wrap her head around this idea that there were clothes specifically to cover the reproductive organs. What sort of strange morals did they have on her birth planet?! It was just a part of the body.

Well if that was what Luna needed to feel comfortable on ship, that's what Luna would get – especially when she had Hermione's mark.
Hermione looked over to see the Medic stood looking at his screen his back arched and his mandibles flared. Hermione was not going to like what had angered him.
Turning to her his voice as he growled out in Yautja was almost incomprehensible, but Hermione understood his words.
"Your youngling, it would appear in the early hours of yesterday was violated in the worst of ways." Hermione's face paled at his words, to harm a youngling to the Yautja outside of training injuries was anathema, to do this, it was the only crime where a criminal was left alive.
They were dismembered and their limbless body left on a world full of meat eaters that didn't care if their prey was still living when they fed.

Turning to Luna Hermione spoke quietly.
"Luna, I am just going to speak to my Mother, she needs to send a message down to my Father and LifeMate. Then we're going to get you fitted for travel armour of your own okay?" Luna's wide smile at this last bit brought a tear to Hermione's eye. How was she to tell this one what had been done to her?
Stepping into the corridor Hermione closed the door, glad of the soundproofing to the medical bay before throwing her head back and a scream of pure unadulterated rage tore from her throat, her mother shot to her feet at the sound, waiting for the scream to stop. That wasn't just a scream, growing up in Yautja society, Hermione had timbered the scream to a specific cry. This was a cry for justice.

The halls echoed with the dying scream and two hunters ran down the corridor to see Hermione stood there, her braids whipping in her psionic discharge. The last time she had been seen like this was on a Rogue Hunt. They'd come to a village on the planet to find all the younglings of that race beheaded, their heads on pikes.
Looking straight to her mother Hermione spoke.
"There is dismemberment to be done."
Qu'Illaa and the Hunters stilled completely before they let out the same cries Hermione had – being just that little bit louder the entire ship heard them. The Justice trackers quickly heading to the armoury, that cry was only ever heard when they would be needed.

Hermione turned back to the medical bay resting her head on the door, fighting the tears until she was sure only her mother was stood there.
She would not show weakness to the others. As soon as she knew they were gone her shoulders started to shake as she sobbed out.
"Why… Why do filth like that exist! Luna is such a sweet youngling, she doesn't deserve this after losing first her mum – watching her enter the long sleep, then her father in an accident while travelling, her memory wiped, and now this!" She felt her mother turning her from the door, holding her close as she spoke.

"There will be one less filth by three days sundown Daughter. This I promise you. Now dry your eyes – whether she wears your mark or not, your Daughter needs you." Hermione drew a shuddering breath and scrubbed her eyes before turning and heading back into the medical room to see Luna sat on the edge of the table, legs swinging with her ankles crossed as she played with a model wearwing with Hunter figure included and rockhorn. Swooping the figure over it.
Smiling at the innocent scene Hermione went over to the table nodding her thanks to the medic who had kept Luna entertained.
Luna spotting Hermione coming turning to the medic held the figures out.
"Thank you for letting me play." The medic gently ruffled Luna's hair as he spoke slowly in the Human tongue.

"you keep – a gift." Luna launched of the table to hug the medic as she whispered "Thank you."
The medic wrapped an arm about her to hold her and stop her falling as he knelt down to pass her back to Hermione he looked Hermione in the eye as he spoke switching back to his native tongue.
"Royal Huntress – I trust you are seeking Justice?" Hermione nodded.
"I offer my services for the dismemberment." Hermione nodded before gently pulling Luna free and taking her hand.
"Come on, let's get you your own armour – best is, it'll help keep you cool." Hermione said with a wink – Luna's little giggle echoed back into the room where the medic stood.

He made a silent vow to make the dismemberment as long and painful as he could, this innocent deserved the justice coming.

-0-

A man in England just picking up a letter felt a chill go down his spine as he looked at his latest figures.

-0-

Two hours later Luna walked out the Armoury in her very own armour, Hermione walking next to her in her own. Luna couldn't fight the smile, her armour was brand new made just for her! It fit her so nicely and was just like her new mothers except without guns. Luna didn't like guns, her first sight of one being during the 'Battle of The Express' as she heard one hunter call it.
Her hair had been pulled back into one long braid and coiled about her head so her shiny helmet would fit – and that nice man had shown her how to use it to see different things and what they meant.

What she didn't realise is with her sweet sunny disposition and gentle nature wherever she went, more and more Hunters were swearing to see justice done. She didn't know what had happened to her, but the story had travelled the ship and the Hunters were out for blood.

They stepped into the teleport room and Hermione indicated for her to put her helmet on after double checking it had been set to record everything, and that she would be able to hear when spoken to as well as talk to people.
Her new granny walked in wearing her own armour that was a little dented, and that was a big sword on her back, along with two Hunters in red armour.
She stood next to Hermione and took her hand like she'd been told she didn't want to disappoint her new family. Now all she had to do was convince Uncle Albus this was what she wanted.

-0-

Harry was pacing the room and growled, all evidence so far was pointing to people in the house of Ravenclaw knowing something, but none had come forwards. As he paced he heard his Fathers Arm-Comp chime before he nearly jumped out his skin at the Hunter Primes roar as his fist struck and cracked the stonework. Harry stepped up and Quietly spoke one word.
"Father?"
The Hunter stood and turned to face Harry as he spoke not seeing Dumbledore enter the room.
"The punishment of dismemberment for the harm done to Luna will be done before three sunrises has passed."
Harry felt his skin pale before he staggered back, rage pumping through his veins, his mind a furnace, before he collapsed to his knees as his fist struck the floor.
Dumbledore chose this moment to approach as he spoke.
"I may have spent time among the Yautja, but I don't recall hearing that punishment, why are you so angry?"
Harry looked up tears of rage spilling from his eyes as he spoke through gritted teeth.
"That punishment is only ever used on one who…violates…a youngling female not yet old enough…" Harry trailed off as he trembled in his rage a moment before channelling the fury, even as he saw the pieces connect in Dumbledore's mind.

"When?" He said, his emotionless voice giving lie to the fury within, as Harry stood and replaced his helmet. "Early yesterday morning – We now have a Justice Hunt on our hands. You will not interfere with our methods." Na'Leth said fixing his helmet.
"First off summon the students to the Great Hall – ALL OF THEM!" He ordered. Dumbledore had to force a swallow as he heard this, in all his dealings he'd never seen the Yautja this angry. He would just have killed whoever hurt his ward, they would not, he got the feeling by the time they were done, whoever had hurt Luna would welcome death.

It mattered not that this happened before Hermione claimed Luna under protection – once a crime against those protected by a Yautja was found out, they hunted the perpetrators down and…dealt with them.
Had they been human, or with Human morals, Dumbledore would worry about them going dark. But no, even Harry had the heart of a Yautja, and Dumbledore then thought back on all their dealings with Luna and wondered how long it would be before she asked him to be allowed to take his or Hermione's mark of family. When that happened he would let her go freely, they could certainly protect her better.

Half an hour later the Great Hall was filled and Na'Leth stepped up to the elevated platform and spoke. He spoke on a Yautja's sense of honour. He spoke of their main purpose in life to protect the innocent and avenge those that they couldn't. Even then there were what the Yautja called Rogues, and how when one went Rogue, it was the duty of the Justice clan to hunt them down and stop them.
An hour and half later he started summing things up.
"So, even among our own kind we are the best trained, and highly respected – we have had exactly 3 people come and speak to us since our warning. Since then – we will not go into detail – we discovered even more crimes had been perpetrated on the Little One under my son's protection and our offer of leniency has been withdrawn." He growled as he continued.

"Be warned if you are the one that hurt her, we will find you, if you know who did, and withhold that information, we will come for you,"
He was interrupted as Hermione's party returned and Harry had to be glad of his helmet hiding his smile at the 'mini-hunter' walking next to Hermione holding her hand.
As they approached the two red armoured Hunters took flanking positions either side of the raised platform as Hermione walked past and offered a salute to Dumbledore before letting Luna's hand go and removing her helmet. Dumbledore seemed to fight a smile at Luna hurriedly taking her own helmet off.

"Headmaster Dumbledore, I come to ask for a youngling in your care to take my mark and join my family as if they had been carried and birthed by me." Harry saw the Great Hall still at these words, ritualistic though they were a request to adopt was understood in any speech pattern.
Dumbledore looked to Luna and opened his mouth to ask if this was what she wanted and didn't get the first word out before she was nodding madly.
A small smile from him as he turned to Hermione told the hall what his answer would be.

"Very well, she shall bear your mark by the end of this day, if she does not I shall be seeking answers to why." Hermione nodded and turned to look to Luna.
"Luna, taking the mark will hurt, this is the last chance." Hermione said as Luna looked up to her with complete trust.
Kneeling down Hermione tilted her head to show the faint scar of where a mark had been sliced into her years ago.
"That is my father's mark. Mine is the Yautja letter for 'H' inside a quartered circle." Luna nodded again as she spoke quietly.
"I want a real Mummy again." The plea in her voice was unmistakable. What Hermione had missed was at many times either Harry, her father or Dumbledore each having to stop a staff member interrupting, finally Dumbledore had enough and simply petrified the staff in place.

Harry came up to Luna and spoke.
"It is difficult to not struggle when the mark is first given, would you like me to hold you still.
Luna shook her head and spoke quietly once again.
"It's only pain, but – can I hold your hand?" Harry nodded and held his hand out for her to take as Hermione carefully tilted Luna's head to the side, pulling her short dagger free.
"Ready?" Hermione asked. Luna smiled and nodded.

The next couple of minutes were silent as Hermione carefully as not to cause more pain than necessary sliced her mark into Luna's neck. A couple of times it seemed Luna would flinch, but every time it did, her grasp on Harry's hand seemed to tighten and she settled again.
"Now stay still for me a moment Luna." Hermione said as she pulled her blade away from Luna's now bleeding neck, and sheathing her dagger.
She quickly flipped open a box attached to Harry's vambrace and pulled a disposable cloth out, before closing the box back up.

"This will sting Luna, it seals the wound but leaves the outline of what was done"
Hermione said quietly before wiping away at the girls neck, cleaning off the blood and wound which sealed as the moisture from the cloth passed over the broken skin, until there was no break or blood left on Luna's neck. Hermione dropped the tissue and pulled Luna close as she whispered.
"Daughter."

-0-

Dumbledore watched with a lighter heart as his ward found a family again, and to be fair she looked the perfect little huntress there.
Now though they had to address the issue of why he had called for all the students to appear. Standing up he cast a charm to enhance his voice before speaking.
"We know there are those in this hall with information, you had the time from this morning until now to come forth – that you didn't, I say this, I pray you are over age, for the crimes you have helped perpetuate, I will be coming for you if the Yautja do not find you first."
With those final words he waved his arm allowing the doors to swing open and dismissing the students and staff. Luna went to join her housemates but was stopped by Harry's hand on her shoulder before he knelt down to look at her.

"Wherever you are, if you are in trouble just press this little button." He said pointing to a symbol on her arm-com.
"It will send a signal to me and your Mother and we will come for you." He finished leaning up to give her a quick kiss on the forehead. She smiled and hugged him before turning to hug Hermione before setting her helmet and skipping out the Great hall.

Dumbledore watched as she left, waiting until she passed through the doors before waving his wand and letting his genial mask slip. Turning to the Justice Hunters he spoke using the Yautja language.
"The staff entrances to the dormitories are always two statues to the right of the main doors, the password is the same for all. 'Wit, Cunning, Teamwork and Bravery, these are the Hogwarts Way."
The two nodded and before his eyes disappeared as their Active Camouflage turned on and they left.

He turned back to the new parents who were stood next to each other leaning against a table as they discussed their new responsibility.

-0-

Hermione leant against her LifeMate as she spoke.
"So what now. Do you want to convert the unused two trophy rooms in our quarters to a connected bed and washroom, or are we getting her assigned her own quarters? Me, I vote for moving in with us." Harry nodded.
"That would be best, because of everything although she is taking it well at the moment she will soon be plagued with the Night Terrors – I say let her keep attending classes during the day, but while it's in orbit she returns to the ship with us, and once the Justice has been dealt with, as we were going to request Mated quarters anyway, we see to it that there's a spare room for her."

Hermione nodded as Dumbledore approached having held back while they spoke.
"I am somewhat wary of allowing her to leave the grounds, but not because I don't trust you, but how would she be able to keep In touch with her friends if she's not here? At least in married – Mated – quarters, she could still have visitors."

Hermione shook her head as she let out an exasperated sigh.
"Dumbledore, no one can doubt your thoughts are in the right place, but I disagree. She herself called us her only friends before I took her in."
She saw him nod in agreement before he let out a sigh of frustration as he spoke.
"Very well, now before anything else happens shall we get you two sorted?" Hermione nodded and watched as a firebird appeared holding a black hat that Dumbledore asked her to place on her head.

"Oh my now this is interesting" A voice echoed in her head.
'Hello?' Hermione thought back, wondering if her mind had finally cracked.
"Oh nothing like that my dear, I am the sorting hat, I sort where students go you see." Hermione thought she understood before thinking back her explanation to a fifth house being needed.
"Indeed you are correct my lady, so better be…PHOENIX, MARRIED QUARTERS!"
Hermione smiled as she mentally owed herself two peaks of pleasure from her LifeMate that a fifth house would be needed.
Passing the hat over to Harry she watched as it had barely settled on his head before calling out Phoenix house again.

Harry took the hat off with a grin.
The headmaster nodded as he took the hat while he spoke.
"I shall see to it you get a family suite. I will have your class schedule prepared by the end of the week. As of next Monday, you shall be properly enrolled" He finished before taking his leave.
Na'Leth moved to the two and put his hand on their shoulders as he spoke.
"I was going to help the Hunt, but I will return to the ship – Dumbledore has informed me of the trials you will face, I wish to see what you may need to train up in."
Harry nodded and waited for him to disappear in a teleport beam.

He turned to smile at Hermione about to speak when a small alarm started sounding on his and Hermione's arm-comps. Looking to it Hermione growled snatching her helmet up as she ran. Not even an hour after a school wide warning and Luna's distress signal was sounding.
She fixed her helmet transferring to the internal HuD a locator beacon for the signal as she ran, Harry by her side matching her step for step. They tore through the castle, soon leaving the well-used areas and entering the 'abandoned zones.'
Two more flights of stairs and three corridors later they barrelled around the corner to see a group of three older students all firing spells on to a huddled silver figure in a corner at the end of a long corridor.

As she ran she slipped into active camouflage, linking her helmet comms to Luna's.
"mummypleasemummy you said you'd be here for me mummmyyyyyyyyy!"
"I'm Here." Hermione said leaping into the air over the students and landing in a fighting crouch between them and Luna and dropping her Camouflage to just 'appear' in front of them.

"OH SHIT!" One shouted before Hermione went into action.
Her leg sweeping the feet from under the one who spoke, her elbow driving into the solar plexus of another slamming him into a wall while her fist slammed into a girl's chest sending her flying down the corridor. It was the same girl as on the train.
Harry had held back and simply threw restraint fields over them as they fell.
Hermione span and took her helmet off dropping it to the floor as she sat next to Luna, bracing her back against the wall before pulling Luna into her lap, making the little one use Hermione's bent leg as a back rest as she helped Luna remove her helmet.
"What happened Little One?" Hermione asked quietly as she looked to the tear stained face of her daughter.

"Mummy it… they said… why meeeeeeEEEEE!" Luna collapsed against her, harsh sobs tearing through her tiny body.
"Do you want to go back to the ship for a bit?" Hermione asked as Harry moved about gathering the attackers together. Trembling Luna nodded, her grey eyes filled with horror as she held tightly to Hermione.
"Harry our helmets?" Harry nodded, quickly gathering up Hermione's and Luna's and passing them down.
"We have our first for interrogation." Harry said as Hermione nodded.
"You take them up, I'll look after our daughter, and as soon as I can I'll access her Helmet recordings." Harry nodded turning away even as Hermione spoke into her Arm-Comp.

"Tre'Karth two to teleport direct to my quarters." Hermione ordered in Yautja before she was surrounded by light and appearing on the floor of her bedchamber, Luna still in her arms.
Carefully she stood lifting Luna with ease before sitting on the bed.
Removing the gauntlets she wore, she managed to coax Luna into taking her own off, but only with Hermione helping.

Hermione frowned at the scorch marks she saw on Luna's armour but didn't speak simply held the weeping youngling close until she eventually passed out. During this time Harry had returned and sat with them, quietly telling Hermione the three were in the holding cells waiting to be questioned.
After Luna fell asleep Hermione carefully lay her down on the bed before lifting the little ones helmet up and moving over to the small wall terminal with Harry following. She connected it to the helmet to play back at low volume the last hour of Luna's helmets recordings.

Luna had skipped all the way back to the tower, easily answering the riddle to gain her access. Hermione snorted at the lack of security there.
She watched as Luna spent half an hour on her first year Arithmancy essay that as far as Hermione could see was simple Particle Physics, focused on a specific subset of particles.
It was then as Luna checked the time and saw she was supposed to head to her potions class.
Luna started making her way there before when alone in a corridor she was grabbed and her arms pulled behind her back – her cries of Mummy tearing into Hermione at that point – for her not to show would seem like betrayal to the little blond as she called out.

"Quiet! You've got people looking for us now! A voice said as they dragged Luna through the castle until they ended up in the abandoned corridor Hermione found them in.
Luna had been spun around to face her three attackers and the middle one spoke.

"Don't you get it Loony you're not wanted. You called for your new mummy and she's not here!"
"No! Mummy please MUMMMYYYY!"
"Oh it gets better – you won't remember this after we take you back to Lucius so he can make use of you again."
Hermione watched as the readings showed Luna had completely frozen at that point before asking what they meant.

"Oh we mean like when a man and woman get together." The girl said nastily.
"WHAT! NOOOO! I'D REMEMBER!" Luna screamed when one of the boys next to her smirked.
"Not if your memory's been wi-iped." He sniggered.
"Come on, knock her out, I want my money off Malfoy." The other one said before firing a red spell at Luna that bounced off her armour, nearly hitting the girl.
"What!" The girl cried before calling the boys back, Luna turned to run only to be hit with a banishing charm.
"Blast it off her." The first boy said before mild blasting hexes started hitting Luna's armour.
"Mummyyyyy!" Luna called managing to pull her arms in and press the button.

"Good girl." Hermione said, fighting the anger rising within her.
She watched as the Armour did its job before she appeared crouched in front of Luna, one leg extended, leaning forwards on her splayed hand other arm held ready, had she been holding a blade it would be pointed backwards.

She stopped the recording and moved into Harry's arms as she closed her eyes.
She could feel the tears sliding as she leant back in her LifeMate's embrace
Luna would need her when she awoke and Hermione had to confirm what she'd been told.
"Harry – you have the name. Lucius Malfoy. Bring him to Justice both there and then up here."
She felt Harry's movement as he tightened his grip momentarily before gently kissing the top of her head and moving out the room as she went to sit on the edge of the bed, gently running her fingers through Luna's hair that had worked loose from her braid

-0-

Harry Teleported down and stood in front of the castle and sent the recall signal and waited.
Moments later two red armoured hunters appeared in front of him.
"I have the name. We are going to the Headmaster – he will lead a Hunt for justice here, we will help… Apprehend the individual."
He heard two low growls of agreement before he made his way into the castle and up to the Headmasters office.
Once outside the Gargoyle he waited, detecting the Psionics that would tell Dumbledore who his visitors were.

Moments later the Gargoyle slid aside and Harry led the way up the stairs and into the office.
He did an immediate room-sweep and stopped. He noticed a couple of instruments that the helmet scan contained his DNA.
Marching over ignoring Dumbledore for a second he scanned them and found they were blood-bound trackers. Growling he stood back pulling his hand gun and sent a burst of plasma melting them, before turning to Dumbledore weapon still drawn as he interrupted what Dumbledore was about to say.

"Hunters Assistant Dumbledore, have you any other Blood-Bound trackers attached to a Royal Hunter, Hunter First Prime or any other Yautja!" At Dumbledore's ashen complexion Harry knew he understood, what he'd done in Yautja society, could be considered betrayal.
"No! to be honest I'd forgotten about them! After I found who had you as a youngling I stopped checking them. I made them with your dad after you were born!" Harry nodded holstering his weapon.

"Very well. Now we have a name for Luna's attacker. Lucius Malfoy."
"Oh Hell!" Dumbledore cursed before he spoke again.
He went on to explain the blood war and his part in it, and how he had been 'cleared by use of Imperious.'
"Unfortunately, him and many others like him, used the Law to avoid testifying under truth serum. As a member of the Wizenmegot it is seen as a breach of their rights."
Harry snorted as he spoke.
"So he would not receive justice here?" Dumbledore shook his head.
"I am afraid not – not unless you can get him to take Truth Serum while on trial." Harry nodded.
"He will – arrange the trial for in two days. His location of abode? And would you like one of your own Law enforcement to come arrest him?" Dumbledore nodded unsure what was going to happen now but if it got Malfoy off the streets.

He quickly moved to the floo and called for an Amelia Bones to come through.
Harry watched as she stepped out the green flames and was impressed. Her wand was out and tracking him and the other Hunters before she was fully aware of the room – she'd moved so a chair was between them that she could kick if needed, and her hand was way too close to that bowl of sweets for co-incidence.

"It is safe Amelia," Dumbledore said as he sat back down.
As soon as he said that her wand disappeared, but Harry noted she still maintained a location tactical advantage. He nodded to himself in satisfaction even as he saw the other Hunters do the same.
"May I remove my Helmet or will you throw that bowl at me?" Harry asked.
Amelia started and Dumbledore looked confused.
"Yes sure," Amelia said as she watched him. "I'm impressed, you're the first person to notice me scan for weapons about me."
Harry bent his head forwards a bit to remove his helmet, tucking it under his arm as he looked up.
"Most people aren't raised Yautja." He said.
Her eyes widened as she gasped.
"Harry Potter?" Harry nodded.
"As to why we," Harry indicated the ones behind him. "Are here, I am part of the Justice Clan of the Yautja, we have in our protection one Luna Lovegood, we seek justice for her due to an assault on one too young that is so heinous that I will not say. The one who did it was a man called Lucius Malfoy." Amelia sucked a breath in at that before letting out a frustrated sigh.

"I can get him arrested, even on trial, but he'll just spread his gold, and refuse Veritaserum. I'm afraid you'll get no Justice from our courts." Harry nodded.
"You misunderstand – he is to be arrested. The trial he will have in two days, he will voluntarily take the serum. I guarantee this." Harry finished.
Amelia nodded.
"Very well, I just need to get an arrest war-" Dumbledore removed one from the draw of his desk, speaking to Amelia's questioning gaze.
"I am Chief Warlock as well Amelia." He said.
Amelia nodded taking the warrant and filling it out with the charges of Child abuse, Paedophilia and rape before signing it before passing to Dumbledore to sign as well.

"Well shall we?" Amelia said.
Harry nodded fixing his Helmet once more and nodding as Amelia spoke.
"I can Portkey us to just outside his wards. Are you sure you three will be able to handle him if it goes badly?" Unknowingly offering insult to them.
Thankfully the three knew that she was simply concerned and did not intend any offence. Harry simply spread his arms and with a quick twist his wrist blades shot out even as his shoulder cannon locked on to her heart, at the same time he ordered the two behind him on a private come to throw their spears to the wall behind her, but have them close enough to brush the skin of her face – no blood drawn.

Their arms didn't appear to move, one moment they were at their sides, the next their arms were in front of them, two spears that had appeared out of nowhere quivering in the wall, their shafts resting against her un-bloodied cheek.
When she went to move she yelped – they had gone through her barely visible hoop earrings!
Slowly and carefully she walked forwards until she was free.
"Amelia, if I may call you that?" Harry said. The witch nodded a bit wide eyed.
"Never accuse a warrior not up to a task like you just did. Especially not two days after a battle with hundreds of Xenomorphs. I am now known as a Royal Hunter due to bringing down the Royal Emperor and surviving. My LifeMate is now a Royal Huntress for the same feat with the Empress."

Amelia's eyes widened even more as she spoke.
"Holy shit, that was you and Miss Granger! I arrived just as those beasts fell! Thank you, my niece was on that train!" Harry nodded as he answered while the two hunters retrieved their spears collapsing them before putting them away while his wrist blades retracted.
"Now, shall we?" Amelia nodded picking up the warrant and the sock Dumbledore held out to her.
Harry watched as the sock glowed blue for a moment, before a tiny thread of blue Psionic energy shot upwards out the roof.
"You need to hold on and this will take us there almost instantly." Harry nodded and grabbed it along with the two Hunters and Dumbledore.

"Activate!" Amelia called and they disappeared.
Harry couldn't believe this, the way they were spinning would completely disorientate an untrained person. As soon as they landed Harry turned on the woman and started berating her.
"A little warning! You said he might be dangerous, and then use a disorienting form of transport! Had I not been trained to deal with that, I could have landed flat on my back, and with how we landed, I would have pulled everyone with me!"
Amelia had the grace to blush at the well-deserved rebuke before Dumbledore coughed and nodded behind him.

Harry turned and there in front of him was the manor.
"Activate active Camouflage." He ordered the Hunters as he did the same.
"Don't worry Amelia, we'll be ready when the time comes." Amelia nodded before guiding them up the path to the front door and knocking.
A small being answered the door looking majorly abused.
"Yes"
Amelia closed her eyes and Harry saw her fighting her temper.
"Please let Mr Malfoy know he has guests. Where can we wait?"

"This way, Dobby show you." He moved away from the door before limping away guiding them to a small sitting room.
"Dobby go fetch master." Amelia nodded her thanks before collapsing into a chair when he left.
A man in long flowing dark robes walked in with perfectly cared for hair stepped in. His entire bearing screaming he thought he was better than everyone else.
"Madam Bones and Professor Dumbledore. What a … pleasant surprise." He said with a tone of voice that said it was anything but.

Amelia and Dumbledore stood and Amelia pulled out the Warrant, casting a quick Gemino charm and handing the copy to Lucius as she spoke.
"Mr Malfoy you are under arrest. Now will you come quietly." Amelia said slipping her wand in hand.
"What is this nonsense! HOME DEFENCE!" Lucius roared as he pulled his wand.
The furniture morphed into lions, tigers and other wild animals, while Lucius started to bring his wand to bear.
Harry's shoulder cannon started raining plasma on the transfigurations, while the ones he missed were dealt with by one of the Hunters, the other had his wrist blade slash down and removed Malfoy's hand, even as another blow knocked him out.

It was over in seconds.
Amelia stood her wand held loosely as she looked about the room and swallowed. Hard.
Harry and the others phased into view as he spoke.
"You are well trained, we are blooded warriors, we don't think about what we're allowed to do in defending ourselves. Our way is simple – if they're trying to kill you, put them down. Hard."
Amelia nodded watching even as Dumbledore sealed Malfoy's arm preventing him from having his hand re-grown.

"Now, you need him in two days?" Amelia nodded.
"He'll be ready for trial – and even as healthy as he is now. I promise." Harry said before grabbing the unconscious man by the hair.
"Teleport to holding cells!" Harry and the other Hunters disappeared in a flash of light, reappearing up on the ship.

He took barely a moment to throw Lucius into a cell and lock it before heading to his quarters.
He needed a shower. He walked in to see Hermione had shed her armour and had a smiling Luna in her lap. Luna was wearing a simple large shirt that swamped her, coming down to her ankles, and Hermione was in her chosen attire of nothing. Her weapon belt hanging up on its peg.

"DADDY!" Luna called leaping off Hermione's lap and running to Harry, who quickly caught the now smiling and giggling Luna as he spun her around before settling her on his hip and walking over to Hermione and leaning down to give her a short kiss.
"Got him." He said quietly just before their lips met. The hardness of the kiss told him all he needed to know. Hermione was pleased with him.


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