I'm sorry it's such a short chapter and thank-you to those two people who reviewed last chapter (SiLvErFaTeD and Shinia).
"You're Argon right?" Harry asked as he was lead away from Hikage by a tall man with dark hair and eyes, he looked at Harry seeing a slight distain present.
"How'd you know that kid?" he asked.
"Hikage said about it and that you're her brother yeh?" Harry attempted to Clarify.
"Whatever," Argon replied, "Did she tell you about whom you are?" Argon asked poking Harry squarely in the chest.
"She said something about reincarnation and Meteors and royalty, but I'm not royalty am I?" Harry asked; then he stopped and thought, why was he asking Argon?
"That's not a question who should be asking me kid," Argon instructed as he pushed open a door, it was Hikage's room, Argon smirked; his sister would kill him for this, "Stay here and don't touch anything."
"Where are you going?" Harry asked going over and sitting no the bed, his eyes darted here and there and assessed that this was a girl's room.
"To deal with things, bye kid," and with that Argon swept out of the door and out of site. Harry had just got up and was on the wrong side of the room when the door opened; being conveniently close to it he ducked behind it. He couldn't hold it, he gasped at who he saw, it was Blaise Zabini, from Slytherin, but what was he doing here?
"Huh?" Blaise spun around to come face to face with Harry, "Harry Potter?" he looked as confused as Harry did, could his life get any weirder?
"You're that Slytherin boy aren't you, Blaise Zabini?" Blaise nodded moving to sit on the bed, motioning for Harry to come over. "What are you doing here?"
"What am I doing here? What are you doing here and Hikage's room no less," Harry blanched; he looked to the door and then back at Blaise.
"This is her room?"
"Who put you here?" when Harry replied 'Argon' Blaise laughed, he liked Hikage's brother, even if he didn't like him, especially since he was marrying his sister and got her pregnant and probably some other things too.
"So you like; a, one of those things?" Harry asked unsure how to put it; he wasn't quite sure what Hikage was.
"What, a shadow?" Harry nodded, "yeh and you mi amigos are the Prince of Meteors and do believe your father will be…" he trailed off.
"Damn it Argon let me pass," a voice raged, there was a feral growl and a woman's shriek.
"Get off him you barbarian!" the woman screamed again.
"Barbarian, lady, your husbands insane," they heard Argon's voice.
"I stand corrected," Harry's eyes swivelled back to Blaise, "Your parents are here, come on, come with me." Harry was slightly taller than Blaise which for some odd reason he found amusing and laughed quietly to himself, the sight he saw made him stop.
He'd expected his Meteor parents to look like him but this was unreal, "James look, it's our son!" the woman cried, she had copper red hair cascading down her back in soft waves.
Shining, emerald green eyes looked at Harry lovingly, "Mum?" he breathed out.
"I'm here darling," Blaise moved out of the way as Lily Patricia Evans-Potter moved to envelope her shell-shocked son in a tight, motherly hug, something he'd been deprived of for the past sixteen years of his life.
"Come here you," Blaise commanded grabbing the back of the substantially older Argon's uniform and dragging him to his feet, bruised and battered but all in all no worse for wear.
A small trickle of blood ran down the man's lip, the man who had been pinned beneath Argon only about a minute ago and was no standing, smiled at by his wife and gapped at by his son. Round glasses like Harry's, a slightly longer knows; bright, hazel eyes and the same, sticking up at the back, jet-black hair.
"Dad?" he nodded, the wind was instantly knocked out of James as his son practically rugby tackled him.
"The resemblance to Lily and James is striking isn't it?" Argon asked standing a way off by Blaise.
"Yeh, but there are difference," Blaise commented, a smirk playing on his lips.
"Yeh, this one's got a bigger dick," the both chuckled at this.
"Do they remember?" Blaise trailed off after that, though Argon didn't need him to continue, he knew what he meant.
"Yeh, Voldemort destroyed their bodies but that's all Avada Kedavra does, how do you think Voldemort survived?" Blaise just shrugged and looked back the smiling trio that were currently engaged in a family hug.
"No need for introductions then?" the quintet looked up to meet the smirking faced Hikage with amused twinkle playing in her eye.
"Where's Malfoy?" Blaise yelled over at her.
"Right now?" Blaise nodded, "probably trying to bed the virgin Ice princess," she replied nonchalantly, Blaise and Argon snorted.
"What, Ami?" James asked, Hikage nodded, "do you think that was a wise move?"
"Of course it was, you know us James, we can read people like open book, he's fallen head over heals for her it's as obvious as I am," she replied moving over to where Blaise was standing and wrapping her arms around his waist.
"Huh? What bought this on?" Blaise asked stunned as Hikage nuzzled her cheek into his chest lovingly.
"Get a room," Argon said pushing the two into Hikage's room, he sighed, "you three can see yourselves out yeh?" James and Lily nodded; Harry was still a little too stunned to respond. Argon walked away.
---Haley's Comet; Royal Palace---
"And this is the Master Bedroom," Princess Ami said pushing open a pair of golden double doors to reveal a huge gold and silver room, "your room." Draco walked in looking around in awe, he'd lived in luxury at Malfoy Manor sure but this put a whole knew meaning on 'living like a king'. "Shall I leave you to get acquainted?" Ami asked looking him up and down, she blushed; she was acting like Makato who sized up every guy that walked her way.
"No, but you could help me get acquainted, show me how things are done up here?" he smirked; he liked this girl, immensely, too much, bordering on the 'L' word that could easily be mistaken for lust. He'd turned up the charm to his maximum level, even daring to put his hands on the curves of her hips gently.
"I bid you goodnight Mr Malfoy," she made to get out of his grasp but he merely circled her waist with his toned arms.
"Please don't go," he whispered burying his face in the crook her neck, smelling her silken blue hair softly.
"Mr Malfoy, this isn't proper," she replied, her breath becoming slightly laboured at the feel of his body pressed against hers.
"Why?" he mumbled, his lips brushing the hollow of her throat, her jugular vein pulsing beneath his lips.
"This is the kind of touch we can only share with our husbands," she drew back, her hands in his and looked into his blue flecked grey eyes, "no, you can't," she gasped.
"Show me how?" he begged.
"You'd need a ring," she drew one hand away, closed it, a soft, ice-blue, glow was radiated from within her closed fist and when she moved it out there was a silver ring with a bright diamond on it, "then you," he took the ring.
"Let me show you how we do it on Earth," he got down on one knee, his new silver cape pooling around him, he took her hand and kissed the back lightly, "Princess Ami Mizuno no Mercury, would you do me the honour, of being my wife?"
She swallowed hard, "I..." she stammered, the look in his eyes told her something nothing had ever come close to in all her life and she'd been around a while, "yes," he slipped the ring onto her finger.
He stood up brushing a strand of hair loosely behind her ear, "You're beautiful," he swooped down and drowned all possible protests with a resolve-threatening kiss. One hand at the small of her back, the other at the back of her neck playing with her hair he trailed a line of kisses down her neck.
"Mr Malfoy," she gasped.
"Draco," he mumbled against her skin as his lips swept the length of the rim of her dress, nipping the skin gently with his teeth.
"Draco," she breathed out, "Dragon in Latin."
"Fire and Ice," he mumbled and she nodded understanding what he meant, the Princess of Ice was going to marry the Prince of Fire, well, Dragons that breathed fire.
His teeth gripped her dress and began to tug it down, "No," she pulled his head up, cupping his cheeks with her gloved hands and kissing him gently on the mouth, "after we're married."
"I can wait," he replied she moved to the door, one of her hands still clasped in his, "with a promise like that form such a lovely creature like you," she smiled and left.
Draco took a long, deep breath and fell back on his bed letting it out in a great sigh a feeling of contentment washed over him like the sea on the shores back down on Earth. A feeling crept into the pit of his stomach as he thought of the man he had left his beautiful mother with. Lucius was the perfect example of a Death Eater; he had been the perfect for Draco when he was growing up now.
But he was living a new life now and one of the best things about it was, it didn't include Voldemort; that meant his father wasn't perfect. What was this? See the light day? He'd fallen in love and was re-thinking his dark and evil nature? Life had really done a 180 to put in muggle terms although Draco himself had no idea what he himself was on about.
---Hotaru---
"Tom," the Saturn princess walked into the boy's bedroom with a tray filled with food and a glass of a deep purple liquid bubbling in the corner. She set it down and looked around, "Tom?" she rushed to the window that overlooked the gardens and saw him there standing, looking at the fountain. She sighed with relief and with a hand on her heart made her way out to him to tell him the good news about Ginny.
"Tom," she called gingerly, he turned.
"Oh, you're back, I wondered where you'd gone," he saw the delighted smile on her face and the mind that was the greatest since Dumbledore clicked before the small violet haired girl could say anything, "she's coming isn't she?"
"If I can find her a dress, I thought you'd want to help me pick one out?" Tom's eyes lit up with a flame she had never seen there before, the simple fact that one girl could do this made Hotaru all the more happy.
He was so obviously in love it was a wonder she didn't have Minako over here already fawning over him. But then, if she had Minako then Makato would tag along for the ride, the pair were joined at the hip, metaphorically speaking. The Hotaru would have the difficult task of convincing Makato that Tom was taken, the boy was undeniably good looking but Makato's trademark line was 'He looks like my old fiancée.' They came and went where Makato was concerned; she just wasn't ready to be tied down by commitment yet. No matter what her parents said or did the brunette was fiercely independent, protective and loyal too.
"Do you think she likes me?" Tom asked sitting down on one of the marble benches situated around the running fountain.
"I have no doubt about it," she sat down beside him and hugged him like a sister would a brother, he'd become a part of her now, "you're a wonderful person Tom Marvolo Riddle," she declared.
"No I'm not," he turned away.
She lifted his chin with her hand and kissed both his cheeks, "Yes you are, never doubt that, none of this is your fault and everything will work out for the greater good," she stood up in front of him, "you'll see." A grin spread rapidly across her features, "Now come on, your dinners getting cold."
---Earth; England; Hogwarts---
"So you like him do you Gin?" Hermione asked as she sat next to the giddy red head.
"Yes, very much so," Ginny replied, her face dimpling cutely, "I just don't know if he feels the same," her eyes were downcast.
"How could he not Gin?" Hermione demanded, "Everyone loves you, I love you," Ginny looked at Hermione startled.
"I really don't bend that way Hermione and you're just not my type," Hermione blushed at the two edged sword she'd just played.
"I-I didn't, I mean, I…" Hermione trailed off.
"It's okay Hermione," Ginny grinned, "I'm only playing with ya."
"Well I never," Hermione muttered shaking her head and sounding scarily like Ginny's mother; Molly Weasley.
A large black raven swept through the window to the girl's dormitories and dropped a package upon Ginny's bed; it landed on the scarred, freckled girl's head, gave a mighty cry and then flew back out the window. Hermione leapt upon the package, turning it over and over, before giving it to Ginny, "Be careful, that was no ordinary raven," Hermione cautioned.
"No, it was purple," then Hermione realised something Ginny already had, that bird had been sent by the same girl that had visited Ginny in the Great Hall some time ago, but to long, now.
"Well let's see!" Hermione demanded as Ginny pulled the contents out of the box with her back turned to Hermione. The red haired, blue eyes girl pressed the dress to her body and twirled around, Hermione gasped, you didn't see dresses like that everyday.
---Neptune; Royal Palace---
"Are we going to be able to get you into a dress for the Moon Ball Haruka-chan?" Michiru asked, her turquoise robes trailing and rippling behind her as she and her best friend walked through the water filled royal gardens, more like aquarium.
"If I must I must," Haruka groaned, she was currently wearing a navy blue battle outfit, the tom-boy to the end, girl seemed to have a phobia for dresses.
"I here they're sending a werewolf to that party," Michiru mumbled contemplatively to herself but Haruka heard it.
"A werewolf, aren't they supposed to all be dead, wiped out when Queen Selene had a fit?" they both laughed.
"Yes, but apparently they fled from the moon to Earth, there's quite a few around and their numbers increases by about ten a year," Michiru explained and Haruka nodded.
"You taking a date who will you save me form wearing a dress and go with me?" Michiru had to laugh at her friend's persistent nature.
"No, I was thinking of going solo," Haruka pouted sulkily, "I'm sure you'll manage, not to mention the fact that you'll have to get one made specially seeing as all your old dresses no longer fit," Michiru smiled slyly.
"You're worse than the devil," Haruka muttered.
"Am I really?" it was a rhetorical question, they both knew and neither answered, not that they needed to, they knew each other better than that.
---The Fortress---
"Hey Black," Hikage pushed the door to the man's room open to see him lying stretched out on the bed.
"Hi," he sat up and looked at her expectantly, "to what do I owe this visit?" he asked but he seemed to already know the answer.
"I think you already know," she walked over to him and kissed him gently on the lips but he was compelled to hook one hand round the back of her head, tangling it in her hair and the other around her waist, crushing her against him. She pushed away, both of them breathless, "What are you thinking of?" she asked.
"You," he paused, "and me," she then interrupted him.
"And how we can never be together?" he looked confused, she held up her hand on which was a glittering ring, "You're not," she trailed off, unsure how to phrase it.
"You said you'd give me two other things, well one you can marry me and two you can get out of this place," she shook her head and smiled.
"Is that what you really want in here?" she pointed at the left of his chest were his heart thundered against her finger. "Wouldn't you rather see Harry again, or James or Lily or Remus, your friends?"
"Well I? You can't bring back the dead," she straddled his lap and turned his face to her.
"James and Lily's mortal bodied are dead, their spirits have reunited with the cosmic selves and Harry has been returned to his rightful place as prince and heir to the meteor throne," he looked shocked. "There's a ball coming up in three days, I know that they and Remus will be there," Hikage continued in a whisper.
He reached up and brushed a stray strand of hair behind her ear, "I've fallen in love with you," he whispered, his nose touching hers.
"No Black, you fell in lust with me, you wanted what you couldn't have, if I stepped out of your life you'd forget me soon enough," she replied.
"One more time, for memories sake?" she gulped but nodded, "my last request," they locked eyes, "take me to that Ball?" she nodded.
---Hogwarts---
Severus Snape was currently indulging the slightly annoying presence of none other than our favourite, and frankly, only, lycanthropic DADA teacher; Professor Remus J Lupin. Suddenly a swirling portal opened beside the two men and they looked as a tall woman in a very short skirted sailor-fuku and holding a silver staff topped with a glowing red ball.
"Hello gentlemen," she bid them, "I have come to escort you to Saturn," the woman said, Remus looked shocked and turned sharply to look at the calm exterior of Severus Snape.
"Severus do you know anything about this?" the werewolf asked.
Snape nodded, "Yes Lupin, come," he beckoned the blonde, but browning, haired man.
Remus stood up shakily looking form the now silent woman to the expectant looking head of Slytherin house. "Are you sure we can trust this woman Severus?" Remus asked.
"Oh of course we can Lupin," he gestured at the woman with the long green hair, beautiful red eyes and large chevron earrings, "this is Sailor Pluto, guardian of the Time gates."
"Time Gates? Sailor Pluto?" Remus sounded confused and so he was.
"There is no time to explain Lupin, you're coming with me and we are going to attend a ball being held on the moon and you will be representing the werewolf community so for heaven's sakes don't make a fool of yourself," Severus groaned exasperatedly, grabbing the other mans wrist and dragging him into the waiting portal, Sailor Pluto followed.
They came out again in the Gryffindor common room where a startled Ginny, Ron and Hermione twisted around to face them, "Are you Sailor Pluto?" Ginny asked looking at scrap of paper that lay slightly crumpled in her hand.
"Yes child," the time guardian nodded, Ginny grinned and looked at Hermione.
"Knock 'em dead girl!" was Hermione's advice as she and Ron shooed Ginny off, she smiled, waved and was gone.
It was a while later, Remus was talking to Ginny a little way behind where Severus was walking beside Setsuna, "So, how has Hotaru been?"
"Wonderful, her powers have improved tremendously," Setsuna smiled at him.
"I suppose I haven't really been much of a father, I'm sorry I wasn't there to see it," he mumbled, his brow creased as depression crept at him.
"You shouldn't feel that," he looked at the ageless woman before him, "she adores you and looks up to you. She understands your duty to Dumbledore."
"You really think so?"
"I know so."
---Three days later; Moon Kingdom---
"Come Serenity," Selene commanded beckoning her reluctant daughter from where she stood at the door to the young princess' bedroom.
"I won't marry anyone," Serenity replied from where she sat defiantly on the edge of her bed, arms crossed and her face set.
"You have no choice child now come," Selene took a forceful step forward and heaving a great sigh Serenity stood up and followed behind her mother to the balcony overlooking the courtyard where the guests were arriving. "Look Serenity, look at these fine people, you will be engaged tonight," Selene's face bore a proud look but Serenity didn't share her glee. But she hadn't seen the guest list, if she had she would have the latest name…Harry Potter; Prince of Meteors.
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What can I say? We're aren't at the end yet though!!!
Next chapter: The Ball*
*What do you want me to write, do you want me to write about each individual, like their thoughts and stuff or would you just rather see the pairings and then a load of mushy talk? Please choose!
Just one thing, Harry is going to suffer another a near death experience!
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