Harry takes a bath and then everybody wakes up. The last in part of the
arc.
Harry hummed a song he couldn't remember hearing, but that was all right. He was sure he had heard it somewhere. Maybe it was one of the songs Remus- papa liked to play on his violin...
Oh, well.
Harry continued to hum as he slowly pulled his socks off. As he stood up to place them in the hamper, he felt, rather than heard, a loud noise and saw something move in the mirror.
Harry cringed and whimpered. He was afraid and he was alone and there was something in the mirror-
Sirius-papa, help! he thought. Remus-papa! Severus-papa! Help me!
The thing in the mirror moved again, shimmered. Harry whimpered again, but stood up bravely, trembling a little. He could handle this. He could handle anything. Sirius-papa had been teaching him how to fight, after all.
"Don't be afraid," it said. It shimmered again, and tall boy in a strange robe appeared in the mirror. The torso of the robe was white, but below the waist was a dark purple colour. The hood, set back unused onto the shoulders was also purple, but the thick cord that tied in the back around the waist and the one that formed a Celtic knot on the chest were both brown. On top of the knot was a crystal with spikes the jabbed into the air all over it. A smaller, similar crystal could be seen on the boy's choker. Underneath a fringe of wild black hair was a thin circlet with a dark purple crystal, cut into an oval, in the very centre.
He looks familiar, Harry thought.
The boy held out a gloved hand, causing his short, cut sleeves to rustle. Slowly, Harry put his own, smaller hand up to the boy's, pressing against the cool glass of the mirror.
"Don't be afraid," the boy said, staring down at Harry impassively with cold, green eyes.
"Who..." Harry began, nervous. "Who are you? How did you get inside the mirror?"
"I am inside of you," the boy said. "I am the you that sleeps inside. The sleeping you."
"'The sleeping me'?" Harry asked. "Inside?"
"It has come – the time of awakening. The beginning of a new mission." The boy began to fade into the mirror. "You must awaken. The sleeping me, protected by our star, Saturn. You must awaken, and awaken soon."
Harry stared at the mirror for a few minutes, waiting to see if the boy would return. When he didn't, Harry looked around, confused.
I wonder who he was, the boy thought as he continued undressing, watching the mirror the entire time. It was like I knew him...and he knew me...
Harry sank into the bath tub and began to reread one of Remus's books.
Wake up
But he couldn't concentrate. Something was in his vision, images that he couldn't possible recognize but did...
"Mercury Aqua Rhapsody!" a sandy haired boy in a light blue robe shouted as he ran his fingers across a harp before disappearing.
"Mars Flame Sniper!" another boy, taller with freckles and a bright red robe that clashed with his even redder hair. He fired an arrow and disappeared as well.
"Jupiter Oak Evolution!" cried a third, chubbier boy with brown hair, a vibrant green robe, and a crown of leaves above his circlet.
What are these? Harry thought at a young girl with bushy hair in meatball- ponytails held a dark, coughing young man. These vision I see...I must hurry.
His forehead felt warm, almost burning hot. Harry stood up, putting on his shirt and pants and walked over to the mirror, where he was at eye-level with the boy in the robe. On his forehead was the mark of Saturn.
Harry touched the mirror and the boy did the same for a brief moment before Harry turned and left the room.
"The darkness drops again; but now I know that
Twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle..."
Harry turned to look at the moon through the hall window.
-----
The house gave a slight rattle. It only lasted for a few seconds, but it was enough to grab Sirius, Remus and Severus's attentions.
The three exchanged glances. Sirius stood up off the wall and helped Remus up as well.
"That was-" Severus began, but was cut off as the door opened.
"Harry," Sirius gasped.
"A person starts to live when he can live outside himself," Harry said as he entered the room. "...a quote from Albert Einstein."
The mark faded from his forehead.
"Harry, your body-"
"The time has come," Harry said. "The time of our new awakening, our new beginning."
The three men stared at the boy in shock.
"It doesn't change. No matter how many times we may be reincarnated and reborn, who we life for, who we fight for, who we die for will never change."
"Harry!" Sirius cried. "That...that is..."
"Do you remember?" Severus asked. "Your memories. From before, from the past. Do you remember them?"
Harry was silent for a few moments, staring up at Sirius, Remus and Severus with heavy, clear eyes.
"It's not like before," Harry finally said. "We're different now. We can all fight together now, as a team, to protect our Princess. To protect the Earth. We don't have to fight faraway and alone anymore. We were reborn together with her to fight together with her. And now, it is finally time."
He finally smiled, and a bit of the Harry they knew seemed to return.
"You've raised me and brought me up so far. Sirius-papa, Remus-papa, Severus-papa. Thank you. But now it is my turn to lead you three. To where the other are waiting for us."
Harry held out his hand, where a glowing crystal in the same of a crystal ball sat. Sirius, Remus and Severus looked down to discover their own small crystal balls glowing before their chests.
"These crystal balls are symbols," Harry explained. "Symbols of the new Witchsoldiers."
A flash of light appeared between Harry and the others, slowing fading to reveal an ornate cup with small wings and a smooth cresent moon on the top.
The Holy Grail?
The lid opened to reveal the bushy-haired girl and the dark boy.
"The Prince and the Princess?!" Severus shouted, staring at the images in disbelief.
The girl and boy began to cough violently and seemed to wilt away.
"What's happening? Why are they coughing like that?" Remus demanded.
"What the hell's going on?!" Sirius cried.
Harry picked up one of the white roses as the image and the grail faded away. In his hand, the flower turned black and died, petals falling the floor and vanishing into dust.
"The rose...!"
Harry stared at the older men, his eyes hard and serious.
"We must go," Harry said. "A crisis is approaching. Our Prince and Princess are in danger. We must leave now!"
The mark of Saturn reappeared on his forehead, glowing with an intensity that the other three hadn't seen in a long time. Their own forehead felt warm, almost unbearably hot, and they knew that their own marks had finally returned.
These three rings... Severus noticed how the low light in the room bounced off the gem on his ring.
Symbolizing the promise... Sirius looked down at his ring, moving his fingers a bit.
To raise Harry... Remus glanced down at his ring as well, studying it.
Are no longer needed...
He has grown up now.
Harry ran out the door, his feet barely hitting the ground.
We must hurry and go to the place...the place where we must gather.
For that is where our true dreams shall always exist...
End...for now.
Whew! End of the Outer Senshi's story. After this, I might go back and write from the beginning of the Dreams Arc, because otherwise, it might get really, really confusing for those who haven't read the manga.
I did my best to translate the original sailor fuku into wizarding robes.
I think this might be a quite from a poem or such. This is how it appeared in the manga translation on , so this is what I used.
Harry hummed a song he couldn't remember hearing, but that was all right. He was sure he had heard it somewhere. Maybe it was one of the songs Remus- papa liked to play on his violin...
Oh, well.
Harry continued to hum as he slowly pulled his socks off. As he stood up to place them in the hamper, he felt, rather than heard, a loud noise and saw something move in the mirror.
Harry cringed and whimpered. He was afraid and he was alone and there was something in the mirror-
Sirius-papa, help! he thought. Remus-papa! Severus-papa! Help me!
The thing in the mirror moved again, shimmered. Harry whimpered again, but stood up bravely, trembling a little. He could handle this. He could handle anything. Sirius-papa had been teaching him how to fight, after all.
"Don't be afraid," it said. It shimmered again, and tall boy in a strange robe appeared in the mirror. The torso of the robe was white, but below the waist was a dark purple colour. The hood, set back unused onto the shoulders was also purple, but the thick cord that tied in the back around the waist and the one that formed a Celtic knot on the chest were both brown. On top of the knot was a crystal with spikes the jabbed into the air all over it. A smaller, similar crystal could be seen on the boy's choker. Underneath a fringe of wild black hair was a thin circlet with a dark purple crystal, cut into an oval, in the very centre.
He looks familiar, Harry thought.
The boy held out a gloved hand, causing his short, cut sleeves to rustle. Slowly, Harry put his own, smaller hand up to the boy's, pressing against the cool glass of the mirror.
"Don't be afraid," the boy said, staring down at Harry impassively with cold, green eyes.
"Who..." Harry began, nervous. "Who are you? How did you get inside the mirror?"
"I am inside of you," the boy said. "I am the you that sleeps inside. The sleeping you."
"'The sleeping me'?" Harry asked. "Inside?"
"It has come – the time of awakening. The beginning of a new mission." The boy began to fade into the mirror. "You must awaken. The sleeping me, protected by our star, Saturn. You must awaken, and awaken soon."
Harry stared at the mirror for a few minutes, waiting to see if the boy would return. When he didn't, Harry looked around, confused.
I wonder who he was, the boy thought as he continued undressing, watching the mirror the entire time. It was like I knew him...and he knew me...
Harry sank into the bath tub and began to reread one of Remus's books.
Wake up
But he couldn't concentrate. Something was in his vision, images that he couldn't possible recognize but did...
"Mercury Aqua Rhapsody!" a sandy haired boy in a light blue robe shouted as he ran his fingers across a harp before disappearing.
"Mars Flame Sniper!" another boy, taller with freckles and a bright red robe that clashed with his even redder hair. He fired an arrow and disappeared as well.
"Jupiter Oak Evolution!" cried a third, chubbier boy with brown hair, a vibrant green robe, and a crown of leaves above his circlet.
What are these? Harry thought at a young girl with bushy hair in meatball- ponytails held a dark, coughing young man. These vision I see...I must hurry.
His forehead felt warm, almost burning hot. Harry stood up, putting on his shirt and pants and walked over to the mirror, where he was at eye-level with the boy in the robe. On his forehead was the mark of Saturn.
Harry touched the mirror and the boy did the same for a brief moment before Harry turned and left the room.
"The darkness drops again; but now I know that
Twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle..."
Harry turned to look at the moon through the hall window.
-----
The house gave a slight rattle. It only lasted for a few seconds, but it was enough to grab Sirius, Remus and Severus's attentions.
The three exchanged glances. Sirius stood up off the wall and helped Remus up as well.
"That was-" Severus began, but was cut off as the door opened.
"Harry," Sirius gasped.
"A person starts to live when he can live outside himself," Harry said as he entered the room. "...a quote from Albert Einstein."
The mark faded from his forehead.
"Harry, your body-"
"The time has come," Harry said. "The time of our new awakening, our new beginning."
The three men stared at the boy in shock.
"It doesn't change. No matter how many times we may be reincarnated and reborn, who we life for, who we fight for, who we die for will never change."
"Harry!" Sirius cried. "That...that is..."
"Do you remember?" Severus asked. "Your memories. From before, from the past. Do you remember them?"
Harry was silent for a few moments, staring up at Sirius, Remus and Severus with heavy, clear eyes.
"It's not like before," Harry finally said. "We're different now. We can all fight together now, as a team, to protect our Princess. To protect the Earth. We don't have to fight faraway and alone anymore. We were reborn together with her to fight together with her. And now, it is finally time."
He finally smiled, and a bit of the Harry they knew seemed to return.
"You've raised me and brought me up so far. Sirius-papa, Remus-papa, Severus-papa. Thank you. But now it is my turn to lead you three. To where the other are waiting for us."
Harry held out his hand, where a glowing crystal in the same of a crystal ball sat. Sirius, Remus and Severus looked down to discover their own small crystal balls glowing before their chests.
"These crystal balls are symbols," Harry explained. "Symbols of the new Witchsoldiers."
A flash of light appeared between Harry and the others, slowing fading to reveal an ornate cup with small wings and a smooth cresent moon on the top.
The Holy Grail?
The lid opened to reveal the bushy-haired girl and the dark boy.
"The Prince and the Princess?!" Severus shouted, staring at the images in disbelief.
The girl and boy began to cough violently and seemed to wilt away.
"What's happening? Why are they coughing like that?" Remus demanded.
"What the hell's going on?!" Sirius cried.
Harry picked up one of the white roses as the image and the grail faded away. In his hand, the flower turned black and died, petals falling the floor and vanishing into dust.
"The rose...!"
Harry stared at the older men, his eyes hard and serious.
"We must go," Harry said. "A crisis is approaching. Our Prince and Princess are in danger. We must leave now!"
The mark of Saturn reappeared on his forehead, glowing with an intensity that the other three hadn't seen in a long time. Their own forehead felt warm, almost unbearably hot, and they knew that their own marks had finally returned.
These three rings... Severus noticed how the low light in the room bounced off the gem on his ring.
Symbolizing the promise... Sirius looked down at his ring, moving his fingers a bit.
To raise Harry... Remus glanced down at his ring as well, studying it.
Are no longer needed...
He has grown up now.
Harry ran out the door, his feet barely hitting the ground.
We must hurry and go to the place...the place where we must gather.
For that is where our true dreams shall always exist...
End...for now.
Whew! End of the Outer Senshi's story. After this, I might go back and write from the beginning of the Dreams Arc, because otherwise, it might get really, really confusing for those who haven't read the manga.
I did my best to translate the original sailor fuku into wizarding robes.
I think this might be a quite from a poem or such. This is how it appeared in the manga translation on , so this is what I used.