Disclaimer: I do not own "Harry Potter" or "Go! Princess Pretty Cure". All characters belong to J.K Rowling and Toei Animation, respectively. All I own is this story.
Hello there! Welcome to my first fanfic, the Boy-Who-Dreamed! In case you couldn't tell, this is a crossover between Harry Potter and Go! Princess Precure. This is the first fanfiction I've ever published here, so I greatly look forward to your feedback! With that out of the way, let's get to the story.
Towa sat facing the window of her immaculate room in the Hope Kingdom Palace, the beautiful melody of her violin filling the silence within it. Her two fairy companions, Pafu and Aroma, sat silently on her bed, nodding off to sleep and enjoying the lovely tune. Miss Shamour, her advisor and best friend, sat next to the other two fairies in human form. Towa stopped at once when she heard a knock at the door, but did not bother to direct her gaze towards it. She couldn't keep her eyes off of that window.
"Come in," she said quietly.
"You have been playing that song every day since they left, my dear little sister. Do you not think that perhaps we should move on?" Kanata questioned as he made his way over to Towa's nightstand, glancing at the three Dress Up Keys and her Princess Perfume sitting atop it.
They were gleaming brilliantly in the sunlight, waiting for a chance to be awakened once again. "It's really been a year since they left, hasn't it?"
"It has, my brother. Even still, it feels nice to reminisce on the fun times we had with them." Towa closed her eyes, remembering the day she was reverted from Twilight to Towa.
She had been so lost, sad and confused then. But somehow, Haruka, Minami, Kirara, and Yui slowly showed her how to smile again. And then, the next monumental moment came; the day she became a Precure. Her dream of becoming a Grand Princess was finally in reach, and then, she actually became one. Her wildest, grandest dreams had finally come true, and she owed it all to them. How in the world was she to simply just move on?
Towa raised her bow to the strings of her violin to play the nostalgic melody once again, when…
CRASH!
Her window had been burst open and dark, hooded figures flooded the bedroom.
"Yes, YES!" A deep, wretched voice pierced the ears of the Royal Siblings and their fairies.
"The most powerful magical objects in the universe will soon be MINE! A great thanks to you, Close, my dear friend, for these Dress Up Keys you speak of shall bring us eternal power!"
"Yes, yes, Voldemort. Soon, we shall rule over Hope Kingdom and all of the earth!" Close cackled, making Towa sick to her stomach.
The eyes of the young princess widened. "Close? He's back? Who's that man he's with? Who is Voldemort?"
Towa let out a scream as a piece of the wall flew overhead. Kanata summoned his Royal Staff and conjured up a shield, gritting his teeth as he attempted to hold off the many unknown spells being fired at them.
The young princess quickly scooped Pafu into her arms and had Aroma perch on her shoulder, both of whom were now very much awake after the sudden loud noises. Miss Shamour summoned her staff, preparing to defend the princess at all costs.
Towa shoved her Dress Up Keys and her Princess Perfume into her pocket. They began shining for the first time in a year, almost serving as a beacon for the hooded figures.
"There! That girl! She has some of the Dress Up Keys! GET HER!" the mysterious voice screeched while pointing a willowy finger straight at her.
"Kanata! What do we do?" Towa yelled over all of the chaos. The hooded figures were making quick work of Kanata's shield by way of some unidentifiable spells of varying colors; it wouldn't be long before the barricade fell.
Miss Shamour began firing back at some of the cloaked henchmen, and the spells seemed to hit. Still, it seemed that the remaining henchmen only fired back harder. As she fought, she realized that the name Voldemort seemed...familiar.
"I didn't think I'd be caught up in this predicament again," she thought. "It seems that I'll have to make a visit to an old friend."
"Towa, listen to me! I need you to scatter the Dress Up Keys and make your way back to Earth. Find Haruka and the others. We need them!" Kanata shouted, his heel sliding back as he attempted to fortify the shield.
Towa's eyes were beginning to get clouded by tears, and, though she couldn't see it, Kanata's eyes were doing the same.
"Brother, I can't just leave you here! You won't make it!" She hardly was able to hold back her tears.
"I'll be okay, but make sure to get the Dress Up Keys and yourself to safety. Make sure to watch over Pafu and Aroma as well. They'll need you now more than ever. Miss Shamour, you are to accompany and guide her. Now, go!"
"But Kana-"
"There's no time to argue, Towa! GO!"
Towa fought back her tears as she burst through her bedroom door and rushed down the corridor, desperate to make it to the other Dress Up Keys. As she looked around, it seemed that the rest of the castle had fallen into chaos as well; Close and his partner's henchmen had wrecked most of her beloved home. More henchmen seizing the castle spotted Towa and the fairies, and they immediately began firing at them from all directions. Miss Shamour quickly summoned a barrier and beckoned the group to keep running. She turned her head around and quickly noticed that Close and Voldemort's henchman had made it past Kanata and were now coming for them. Towa had turned around and noticed them too.
"KANATA! Don't worry, I'll come back to you! Please just be okay!" she thought to herself as she picked up her pace. Pafu had begun to cry and Aroma wasn't too far away from crying as well.
They finally made it to the sanctuary of the Dress Up Keys with just barely enough time to close and lock the door. Towa put a hand to her heart, tears streaming down her face as she voiced her plea to the magical artifacts.
"Dress Up Keys, hear my prayer! Scatter from this place; you are not safe here!"
All twelve of the Dress Up Keys immediately to glow as the room began to shake. Each Key sent out a ray of pure energy which collided with one another at the center of the room. The result was a portal which led to a place all to familiar: Noble Academy.
"Everyone, come quickly before they make their way in here!" Miss Shamour ordered.
Towa and her fairy companions sprinted through the portal just as Close and his comrade's henchmen busted down the door.
The Dress Up Keys were quickly sucked into the portal, following Towa and the fairies to Earth before immediately closing off the portal.
"Kanata, please be okay…" A single tear streamed down her cheek as Noble Academy came closer into view.
"Dammit, she got away!" one of the henchmen stomped his foot to the ground. "The Dark Lord and Close will not be happy about this!"
"Don't worry," said Close, as he and the Dark Lord, known as Voldemort, strolled into the room. "I know just where to find her. There's only one place that brat would go."
Close opened a portal to Earth.
"Voldemort, take your Death Eaters back continue to lay siege on the palace. I'll take care of this. It's...personal," Close said as an evil sneer painted his face.
Voldemort returned the expression and nodded. "Very well. You know where to find us. Take care of it." He and his minions and exited the sanctuary, continuing to terrorize the palace and the whole of Hope Kingdom.
Little did Towa know that somewhere far, far away, a small teenage boy with emerald green eyes and a lightning-bolt scar had just seen the same events, and he was left alone, gazing upon the glowing moon from his bed and wondering what it could've all meant. "Who was that princess?" he wondered. "And, more importantly,
What does Voldemort want with her?"
Tonight, I will be uploading both the prologue and the first chapter. Other than today, The Boy-Who-Dreamed will be updated every Monday at 7:00 PM EST. Stay tuned in and don't forget to leave your feedback!
