AN: Decided this chapter. . . majorly sucked, for lack of a better phrase so I'm revising it. -.-

SpazzyHypy: I wonder who'd be more protective? Ron or Haruka. . . Hehehe. . .

Chibi Hime: Thankies for reviewing!^^

Mae: The Senshi will arrive soon. . .very soon. And it'll be quite. . .not showy, if you know what I mean.^^

Disclaimer: Sailor Moon and Harry Potter do not belong to me.

Another chapter, another story. . .

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Of Witches, Wizards and Royalty

Chapter Five - New Arrivals and Flying Lessons

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"Nooo! This is evil, evil I tell you! Torture! Child abuse! Help!" Ron shouted. With the way he was carrying on, anybody would have thought he was in trouble, and would have phoned the police.

But this was not the matter. Although, it was something as bad as torture. Flying lessons. With the overly critical Slytherins. Make one wrong move and you'll be laughed at by them for the rest of your school days. Highly embarrassing.

"Come on, Ron! It isn't as bad as you make it sound!" Hermione said, sick of the whining.

"Yes it is! It's every bit as bad as it sounds!"

"You know, I somehow have to agree with this child." Hotaru said, her face deadpan.

Feeling that the situation was useless, everyone decided to make the most of it and try to enjoy it, including Ron. Meanwhile, some of the children who had already been on a broom were talking about their 'adventures'. Malfoy was telling his group about his flying experiences, which all ended with him narrowly escaping muggles in helicopters. Even Ron was talking about nearly hitting a hang glider on his older brother Charlie's broom.

"Good afternoon, class. I am Madam Hooch, and I will be overseeing your Flying lessons. Now, I want you all to stand beside a broom, put your writing hand over it and say 'up'!" The witch, Madam Hooch, instructed. Harry and Hermione obviously felt a bit stupid about it, but Hotaru and Ron (who had finally stopped moaning) found this pretty easy, since they had both 'borrowed' Fred and George's brooms at least once.

Once each student had a broom in his or her hand, she told them to mount it, and began correcting the way they sat on their brooms. Harry, Ron, Hotaru, Hermione and Neville found it hard to stop laughing when they found out that Malfoy had been mounting his broom wrong for years.

"Now, when I blow my whistle, you will all fly a few feet off the ground. One, two. . ." She began, but Neville, scared of being left behind, was already flying up. Five foot became ten, ten became fifteen, and then his broomstick went out of control, spinning around the towers and almost crashing into the windows.

"Neville!" Hermione shouted.

"Longbottom, get down here at once!" Madam Hooch commanded. And he did. But not in the way she expected. The broomstick twisted violently, causing Neville to fall from thirty feet onto a statue, where he hung by his cloak, before dropping the last fifteen feet, and judging by the sickening crack, he had broken something.

"OWWW! My wrist!" He shouted. Hotaru and Hermione ran over as Madam Hooch ran into school to find help.

"God, are you alright, Neville?" Hermione asked with concern. Neville nodded his head. He was in a lot of pain, it seemed. Acting on a whim, Hotaru grabbed his wrist.

"Just one minute. . ." She said, and her eyes began to glow an eerie purple colour.

* "This is my friend, Usagi! Taru-chan, this is Usagi, my. . .older sister! And Usagi, this is Tomoe Hotaru." A girl with pink pigtails said. She was with Princess Serenity. . . *

* Hotaru lay down on her bed. She was an outcast at school, a freak. Nobody liked her because of her healing powers. *

"What. . .what did I just do?" She asked, fear an evident part of her voice. She had just had two more visions.

"You. . .healed it! You healed me! Thanks, Hotaru!" Neville said, examining his wrist.

Hotaru was aware of being watched. She turned to see all of the Gryffindor and Slytherin first years staring at her.

"You. . .you're a healer! You can heal people by touching them!" Ron said, awestruck.

Hotaru blushed and said nothing. She had a feeling something would happen soon to get their minds off her healing powers. . .

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"I just felt something! A rise of power, it was Hotaru's!" Setsuna said, looking through a portal.

"You found 'Taru-chan? Please say you have, Puu!" Chibi-Usa whined.

"Yes, Small Lady. It seems Hotaru is in dimension 624x 3yo2."

"Nani!?" The others cried. Setsuna sighed.

"A place where there are people with magic. Witches and Wizards. There is an evil power there known as Lord Voldemort. Another strong power is a boy named Harry Potter. Their world has exactly the same geography as ours, but they live in England"

"England!?" Usagi shouted.

"Yes. Now, I think that only a couple of us should go. Definitely you, Chibi-Usa. You're her friend, and you may bring back some memories. Haruka, Michiru and I will go too. We need the rest of you here in case of youma attacks." Setsuna said.

After about half an hour, they were ready and packed.

"Oh, these are communicator earrings. They will help you understand and speak English. Let's go!" Setsuna opened the Time Gate and stepped through.

"Dimension 624x 3yo2!" She cried, and a door opened. It showed a magnificent castle.

"Here we are. . ." Chibi-Usa said warily. This was a new world, which was unknown to the Sailor Scouts.

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Meanwhile, Neville had dropped his remembrall. Little did he know that it had dropped out of his pocket and Malfoy had been the one to pick it up.

"Hey, look at this! He should have been holding it, then he'd remember not to drop it for anybody to pick up. . .hey, this'd be a great decoration for a tree!" He said, loud enough for everybody to hear.

"Give it back, Malfoy!" Harry said, hand outstretched.

"Sure, Potter. If you can get it, that is!" Malfoy said, jumping on his broom and flying up above the Forbidden Forest. "What's the matter? Too scared to get it yourself?"

"Right, that's it! I've had enough of your mouth, and there's no Crabbe and Goyle up there to save your scrawny little neck now!" Harry yelled, flying up after the blonde.

"So? Hey, Potter, let's see how good a catcher you are!" And with that, Malfoy flung the remembrall across the trees, and Harry dived.

"HARRY!" His friends shouted.

The broom was just about to crash into the Earth when he swooped upwards, the remembrall in his hand. Shaking, he flew slowly back down to the ground.

"Here you go Neville." He said, handing the object to his friend.

At that moment, Professor McGonagall had to come running down the stairs onto the grounds with Madam Hooch.

"Harry Potter! What on Earth did you think you were doing!? Come with me this instant!" McGonagall said furiously.

"But, it was Malfoy!" Ron shouted in defence of his friend.

"I don't care, Mr Weasley!" McGonagall said, waiting for Harry.

"But he stole-"

"I said, I don't care! Potter, this way!"

And so, Harry left to shouts of glee from the Slytherins and cursing from the Gryffindors.

"That was out of order! I notice Malfoy didn't get in trouble!" Hermione muttered. The others just nodded and glared at said blonde boy, who was receiving praise from his fellow students.

"Right, students, that. . .that's your first flying lesson over, you may go back to your common room. . .Neville, how is your wrist alright? You broke it!" Madam Hooch said, beckoning Neville over, who told her about Hotaru's healing powers as they walked back into the castle.

"Hotaru? You coming?" Ron asked when Hotaru sat down near the lake.

"No. I'll see you later, Ron." She said.

"OK, goodbye, Hotaru." Ron said, running after Hermione.

"What does it mean? Why can I heal people?" Hotaru asked herself, not knowing about the four people stood behind her.

"It is because you have powers you have not yet realised." Setsuna said. Hotaru almost jumped out of her skin.

"What in seven Hells do you think you're. . .doing . . .?" Hotaru began, before realising she didn't know any of these people. It was two woman, a young girl and. . .a blonde who looked like a man, but somehow, Hotaru had a feeling she was a female.

"Who are you?" She asked, feeling a little stupid.

"I'm Setsuna Meioh, the blonde girl is Haruka Ten'ou, the one with aqua hair is Michiru Kaioh and this," the woman said, indicating to the people with her, "is Chibi-Usa. Now, please listen to me, Hotaru. You don't belong in this dimension."

"What? How do you know my name? And what do you mean, I don't belong in this dimension!? Is this some sort of joke? Some Slytherin amusement?" Hotaru laughed.

"Hotaru, we're being serious." The woman called Michiru said. "You don't belong here. You're one of us. A Sailor Soldier for love and justice!"

Hotaru's eyes widened slightly. "Michiru-san. . . Sailor Neptune. . ." She murmured, then shook her head. "I'm sorry, but I don't know you and I have no idea what you're talking about. Now, I'm sorry, but I have classes to get to, and I don't want a detention." And with that, the violet eyed girl turned and walked back to the castle.

But she only got half way there before doubling over, screaming.

"Help me. . .! I'm sorry, Chibi-Usa. . .I'm sorry. . ." And with those words she collapsed.

* It seemed like she was in a dream. . . a tall woman with long, black hair and a black star on her forehead was talking. Two women, Haruka and Michiru in sailor uniforms, attacked the woman with black hair, Mistress Nine. . .

"World Shaking!"

"Deep Submerge!"

But the attacks hit that girl, Princess Serenity, Sailor Moon.

"How nice of you."

"You fool!" Haruka shouted.

"Stay out of our way!" Michiru yelled.

Mistress Nine's hair came to life, wrapping around Haruka and Michiru, tying them to a statue.

"Surrender the chalice or they die." Mistress Nine said. Hotaru stared at her surroundings. Her first dream was here, where the girl with the glaive faced Sailor Moon. The woman's hair wrapped around Michiru's neck and Sailor Moon placed her hands in front of her, a light appearing.

"NO!"

A man appeared. He had white hair and looked hurt. Hotaru ran over to him.

"Ho. . .ta. . .ru. . ." He said, and immediately Hotaru knew he was talking to Mistress Nine. "Hotaru. . .it's me. . .it's papa. . ."

The ground lurched forward and Hotaru screamed.

Mistress Nine's face softened for a second. "Papa. . ." She said to the white-haired man. "No! This body. . .is refusing me!"

Time sped forward again.

The black star on Mistress Nine's forehead shattered, and in it's place a glowing purple mark was.

Saturn's mark.

"The Soldier of Destruction has awakened. . ." Haruka murmured.

"Sailor Moon. . .thank you for protecting my body. . ."

"Sailor Saturn!?" Michiru cried.

"Hotaru?" Sailor Moon whispered, over and over. . . *

"Hotaru? Are you OK?" Setsuna was shaking her gently.

Her eyes opened and for a split second the mark of Saturn flashed on her head.

"I'm just fine." She said, her tone devoid of emotion. She rose to her feet and began to walk away, saying one last thing. "When you see Sailor Moon again, tell her I said thank you for helping me destroy Pharaoh Ninety."

"She knows!?" Haruka said, slightly agitated.

"We're not going to leave without Hotaru, are we?" Chibi-Usa asked.

"Small Lady, nobody said we would. We will stay here, you will enrol in school and we shall teach."

"What? But. . .won't I need those robes that Taru-chan was wearing? And a magic wand?" Chibi-Usa asked.

"Don't worry. It's already done, everything you need is in a trunk upstairs. You'll be in the same dorm room as Hotaru. And. . .I think your wand will be Moon Dust and Silver Crystal extracts, 15 inches and sturdy. Here you go." A pink wand with a sliver of the Mystical Silver Crystal in the centre. It shone just like a full moon.

"Wow! It's beautiful! Arigatou!" Chibi-Usa said, running off. She just hoped Hotaru would change her mind. After all, Chibi-Usa was her best friend.

Meanwhile. . .

"Now, Potter, I hope you know that you could be expelled for this. Flying when Madam Hooch told you to stay on the ground! It's a surprise you're not dead after a dive like that! Or in the Hospital Wing! But I must say, you're an excellent flyer, and Gryffindor needs a Seeker on the Quidditch team. Now, the rules say that nobody in first year can play for their house team, but I think in your case, we can make an exception." McGonagall was saying. Harry was amazed. He would be playing Quidditch!? And he wasn't getting expelled!

Professor McGonagall knocked on a door. A Professor with a turban on his head opened it.

"Excuse me, Professor Quirrel, can I borrow Oliver Wood for a moment, please?" She asked.

"Well, y-y-yes, I s-suppose!" He said. Harry tried not to laugh at his stutter.

A tall, burly fifth year boy came out of his lesson.

"You wanted to talk to me, Professor?" He said in a Scottish accent.

"Yes, Wood, I've found you a Seeker to play Quidditch. Wood, this is Harry Potter. Harry, this is Oliver Wood, captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch team." McGonagall said. "Now, I want you to teach him the basics of playing Quidditch tomorrow morning, Wood. You may go back to your class." She said, then turning to Harry.

"I want to hear that you're trying your hardest with Quidditch. If I find out you aren't, I may think again about punishing you. But I think with you on the team, we stand a good chance of winning the house cup. Goodness knows it's sat long enough in Professor Snape's office. . ." McGonagall said, then leaving Harry to stand there in the corridor. He was on the Quidditch team!

'Thank you, Malfoy! You got me on the Gryffindor team! I'm going to love this. . .' Harry thought, an evil grin on his face as he began to run back to the Gryffindor common room to tell his friends the good news.

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AN: I think the Silver Crystal wand is over-used, but I used it anyway. This was the worst, most rushed chapter I ever put out. Well, that's my opinion. If you liked this chapter, please review! Of course, even if you hated this chapter, I still want some feedback.^^

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