Through the Eyes of the Cursed

By: Liquid Ice

Chapter Three: Introduction…

            A gust of wind ignited out of nowhere causing his unruly messy hair to become… well, more unruly. The lightning scar on his forehead eerily crackled. Green electrical sparks surrounded the only boy standing in the middle of a desert. Somewhere in the Middle East. At least that's where he thought he was. For all he knows, he's probably in North America or something.

            *So do you actually know what you are doing?!* Ami curiously asked. The other scouts expectantly waited in silence.

             Harry shrugged, "No a single clue. I though that maybe – I wing it. Like what I always do ever year. Leap before I look."

            Rei cursed softly, *Great! Wonderful! Here I thought that maybe you do know what you're doing! You don't even know where we are! How are we supposed to get back?*

            "Relax," Harry said, "I do know how to do this, I just need…to learn…err…how to start. And besides, I do know where we are…We are somewhere in the Middle East."

            *That is some help* Rei sarcastically said.

            *Maybe, since you already have some magic of your own, just tap into our powers or something* Makoto suggested thoughtfully.

            "How do I do that?" Harry questioned.

            *No clue!*

            Harry rolled his eyes, "Some help you are Mako," he muttered, then noticing something, he remarked, "Awfully quiet there Haruka."

            *Shut it kid, you are pissing me off even more. Let's just get this over with. Whatever 'this' is*

            Harry snickered and retorted a quick comment.

            "I'm shaking my arse off Haruka."

            *Grrr…*

            Harry laughed silently at the seething Haruka managing to image Haruka, her eyes twitching slightly, fingers clenched and thinking of morbid images that she might want to happen to Harry.

            His laughter died suddenly when an idea hit him. It wasn't really an idea but heck; he might as well start somewhere. He sat down with his feet crossed together and closed his eyes in concentration counting his breathing rate all the while.

            He didn't even have to count to three when all of a sudden, something…something akin to infinite power burst. Like a dam. It suddenly exploded overwhelming him making Harry tightly grit his fists together, trying to gain control. He opened his eyes and squinted, but to no avail did he see an image of a desert, what he saw was brightly coloured lights in swirling motions. Bright lights shot out from here to there like shooting stars.

            Hotaru and Haruka both swore.

            The coloured lights began to take form of a series of rainbow spheres. His body began to flame with an intense aura, Harry's eyes and scar brightly emitted an emerald green sparks. Much like when he teleported his way here from Privet Drive.

            Tension in his muscles declined slightly when his vision started to make sense; the image of a desert where he is supposed to be. But the rainbow spheres never left. It lingered in his perspective, as his aura began to intensify to its limit.

            Harry gasped.

            The spheres suddenly to take shape of human bodies: the senshi's bodies.

            "This is interesting," Hotaru wryly stated, hand on one hip.

            "Harry I didn't know you've got this much power," Ami said. Harry shook his head, his face contorting in a mixed of confusion and pain.

            "I don't even know what I did," Harry gasped as he dropped to his knees," I don't even know I have a lot of power…so…what did I do?"

            "You materialized us into something physical, well, sort of," Ami concluded, "because each of these spheres are derived from out own respective planets, the spheres are a reflection of what we look like, I guess."

            Minako stared at Ami, "Ami am I going crazy or is it just me? I actually understand you."

            "Minako that did not make sense," Makoto said. The others murmured in agreement.

            "I'm confused," Michiru spoke up, "How are these spheres reflecting us when shouldn't it be us reflecting the spheres?"

            "I think, I think it's because that since we are the guardians of the universe, these spheres are kinda like our souls," Ami answered.

            "That did not make sensed," Minako sighed, massaging her temple, "All this talk about why and how we got out of Harry's mind is giving me a headache."

            Harry nodded, a grim feature appeared on his face his hand around his stomach, "For once I agree with you Minako, but you guys still haven't answered my question: what did I do? It still does not make sense."

            They all shrugged, unable to answer any of the questions that arose. Harry was amazed and awed by the fact that here there were, the sailor scouts, in ghost form or whatever form they were before him. The scouts were definitely something as Harry imprinted their features in his mind. His new family.

            Haruka and Michiru with the colours of navy blue and aqua green were sitting down. Apparently bored but at the same time curiosity in their mind as they look around the place, interested.

            Ami was standing, her fingers furiously tapping on her mini computer if Harry recalled correctly.

            Minako and Makoto stood as well, watching.

            Rei and Hotaru were in a deep conversation.

            Harry's eyes travelled back to Haruka and smirked.

            "Hey Haruka, I think I can practice using you guys' powers and I thought it maybe a good idea to train with you since – if I recalled you promised solemnly that you were going to strangle me."

            She delicately raised an eyebrow, a devilish grin on her face.

            "Sure, I'll strangle – uh – I mean train you," she nonchalantly replied. She jumped up and casually walked over to Harry.

            "Don't hurt him to badly, love," Michiru smiled gently. Knowing fully well what is about to take place.

            "Oh don't worry, he'll still be able to live by the time this end," Haruka promised, "barely…"

            Harry placed his hands up winking, "Don't forget, we can't do hand to hand or fighting combats, you can't hurt me! I could see through you!"

            As if to prove his point, he stuck his hands through Haruka's body, causing Haruka to twitch slightly.

            "See," Harry pointed out innocently.

            Haruka smiled, "Sure," a golden energy ball appeared on her hands, "but what about my energy attacks? Think you could see through them?"

            Harry shook his head, innocently smiling, started to back off.

            ~Uranus World Shaking!!~

            Harry began to run, adrenaline rushing in his system which was similarly like the feeling he has when playing Quidditch. 'This is good training for Quidditch,' he thoughtfully said.

            He noticed when he turned around and looked that Haruka's world shaking was gaining speed and increasing in size. Harry started to count.

            "1…2…3…" Harry whispered, "4!" He took a sharp left and rolled over. Haruka's attack disappeared from sight.

            He jumped up and yelled at Haruka, "Hey 'Ruka! Look what I can do!"

            He clapped his hands and slowly extended it outwards. The senshi gasped.

            Between his hands was a narrowed swirling element of fire. It roared in energy as the element swallowed Harry, completely cloaking him in flames.

            "Hey! How come he could use fire?!" Rei demanded.

            His hands continued to extend until he couldn't stretch his arms. He raised the swirling flames above him.

            He let his hands dropped and the minute he dropped his hands, the swirling flames vanished and gleaming sword materialized before them.

            "Oooohhh!" Hotaru squealed in delight, her eyes twinkling in amusement "colour me impress because that is cool!"

            Harry blinked.

            He blinked again, unable to accept the fact that he actually managed to do what he did when he had no clue what he did.

            "Wow," Harry breathed finally, "How did I do this?" He took the floating sword and suddenly yelled in pain.

            His scar abruptly erupted in a burst of green light. Pain engulfed him. Black vision took him.

            The last thing Harry remembered were the screams of the scouts screaming his name.

*~*~*~*~

            If there was an award for being the most patient human in the world, Albus Dumbledore would surely win it. Even if it was the end of the world (which is surely probably is) it would not faze Dumbledore one bit. Maybe frown here and there, mood swings from time to time, but that's about it. He wasn't about to get a hernia because it's the end of the world, he was going to approach it step by step.

            Unfortunately, for the past couple of months, he became an incredible worry wart. Today especially, Albus Dumbledore was pacing so much; he probably could wear down the floor of a muggle airport. Except he couldn't since he was levitating above the floor a couple of centimetres.

            But he didn't care. Dumbledore continued to pace as muggles goggled at him disturbingly noting his strange attire and awfully long silver hair wondering what the world had become of.

            Strange or not, he had other important priorities to worry about. Like the fact that Usagi Tsukino was incredibly late.

            Dumbledore knew he was being paranoid. Correction, way too paranoid. Once again, he didn't care. He always makes exceptions.

            One being Harry Potter.

            The other is obviously, Usagi Tsukino.

            He sent a letter to his princess, hoping that she could convince Usagi to finally accept Hogwarts. A huge relief overwhelmed him when Usagi finally accepted – attending at Hogwarts. At least there he'll be able to keep his eyes on her, knowing she'll probably be more in danger than she already is.

            And of course he still has to keep an eye on Harry Potter. Two eyes.

            "Headmaster, keep that up, you'll wear down the floor," A voice dryly remarked.

            Dumbledore whipped around, his heavy heart leaving his body. He sighed wearily but his eyes twinkled in amusement.

            "How do you know that I am Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts?" he musingly asked, "for all you know I could be some old coot waiting for her granddaughter or just a plain weird man."

            Usagi smiled, her eyes crinkled in delight, "Well, first of all, you've confirmed my suspicious that you are the Albus Dumbledore. No one in this airport knows what Hogwarts is. Second, you stand out in this airport like a sore thumb, levitating and thirdly, you are an old coot waiting for your granddaughter," Usagi finished.

            He chuckled," Well, it seems that wit runs in the family. Why don't we start our introductions, shall we?"

            Usagi grinned and nodded playfully. Dumbledore bowed, "Japanese tradition, I believe."

            Usagi nodded and bowed as well.

            "Miss Tsukino it is finally very nice to meet you. My name is Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."

            "It is very nice to meet you too, grandpa."

TBC

*tearfully smiles* I absolutely adore this chapter! Yes, a cliché but I don't give a damn! The grandfather and granddaughter finally meet!

Harry can use Rei's magic?! Interesting…seems like Rei is going to have to teach him a lot of tricks! But the sword is awfully cool. Toon in to find out what is so important about the sword and the description of it.

Spoilers for next chapter: Albus Dumbledore finds that Usagi is a reincarnated princess. I thought he knew? *shrugged* oh well. Harry has amnesia about his fourth year, especially the Triwizard Tournament. Must be that painful huh?

Pardon my grammatical errors and horrible sentence structures. I suck at editing and writing. _