Important note: Any chapters written in SM world are considered memories. They are events that happened to Harry during his stay there. Chapters that are written in HP world are considered the present.

Summery: They expected so much from him, that no one ever thought the Boy Who Lived, would ever fail. Now he's given a second chance to save his world, by none other than the Sailor Senshi.

Warnings: Rated PG-13 for some mature situations. Character death. OOC, (Out OF Character). Brief nudity, (not this chapter mined you). Profanity sometime… in the future. And I think that's it for now.

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Chapter three:

Juuban District Tokyo, Japan

December 2, 2004

Bunny glanced over at the new boy uneasily. Her teacher had introduced him as Harry Potter, an exchange student from London, Britain.

The last time we had new students, they turned out to be aliens from outer space. And then there were the Starlights- Shifting in her seat, she turned her head to look at the board in front of her. Their teacher was attempting to teach them about their history.

She chanced another glance at the new boy. He was looking around himself, as if looking for something. You're to protect him, Bunny. Setsuna's words from their last meeting rang in her ears. He must live, because his destiny is a greater one than even your own.

Taking out a sheet of paper and a pen, Bunny quickly scribbled a note. After signing her name, she crumpled the paper, and when her teacher wasn't looking tossed it at Harry.

The paper hit his head, not his desk. Rats, she thought, thinking about her horrible aim. She had been aiming for the rather large desk in front of him, not his person.

Flushing bright red, Bunny tried to make herself as inconspicuous as possible. From the corner of her eyes, she watched as Harry looked around him quickly, before his eyes dropped to the paper that laid on the floor.

He picked the paper up, and carefully un-crumple it.

Bunny watched close, as he read what she had written, and then look up as if to find her. Turning even a brighter shade of red, Bunny forced herself to focus on the board. I'll protect him, she thought to herself, her eyes glancing at him every once and a while. Because I know what its like to have your life planned out for you.

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At the sound of a bell, Harry was startled from his musings, when everyone around him got to their feet. He watched, as his classmates collected their things before leaving the room. Where's everyone going, he wondered.

Getting to his feet, Harry collected his books, and stuffed them into the bag, Setsuna had given him. Pausing, with his hand resting on his Math book, ready to shove it in with the rest, he wondered if maybe this was Hotaru's old bag.

Setsuna had told him what had happened to Hotaru, and what she had done for him. Saved my life, he thought sadly, thinking about that little girl with sad eyes.

He finished collecting his things and threw his bag on over his shoulder. I should get going, he thought, his eyes darting to the clock on the wall.

Setsuna had told him this world would be just like his, or at least how the Muggle world was. And it was. While there were seven years between his world and theirs, they were relatively the same. Minus the magic, he added, as he entered the hallway.

Looking down both directions, he decided to follow everyone else. Letting the crowd lead him outside. Strange how to live in a world not afraid of Voldemort, he thought to himself. He studied the people around him, the teens his age, who lived in a fear-free world.

"-we may not be plagued by the legends of Lord Voldemort as yours is, but we have our own set of enemies we fight against."

They're own enemies, he wondered, trying to think of what kind of evil could plague this world filled with happy people. People who feared about failing tests, and being late to class. He didn't understand how something more evil than Voldemort could exist. Maybe even worse, he contemplated, thinking back how the women hadn't even flinched at the mention of Voldemort's name.

"Hey, wait up!" someone shouted from behind him.

Thinking nothing of it, Harry continued on the route he had taken to get to school. Were they going to pick me up, he wondered, thinking back to this morning. Or was I supposed to walk?

"Hey!" someone hollered this time, sounding closer.

Frowning, Harry turned to see who had ticked off the angered person. He barely had the chance to defend himself, before the small blonde tackled him. As he toppled to the sidewalk, he had the faint memory that the force of the blow resembled that of a rogue bludger.

"Bloody hell," he moaned, rubbing his chest where her head had smacked into.

"Oh I'm so sorry!" the girl suddenly wailed. Jumping to her feet, she flew to his side to check him for injuries. "You didn't stop when I called, so I had to run after you," she tried to explain, her eyes filling up with tears. "Oh please forgive me, I-I-"

Harry sat stunned, his mouth opening and closing to protest the barrage of apologies. "Say something," she finally finished.

Looking one way and then the other without moving his head, he struggled for an out. "Uh, hi," he said lamely. Heat burned in his cheeks, causing him to wince.

Wait a minute, he thought, staring at the girl more closely now. She looked familiar, now that she had calmed down some.

The girl stood and held out her hand, a smile lighting her face. She's in my class, he realized. She had been late, and the teacher had forced her sit outside for the first ten minutes of class. The girl had also tried eating her lunch in the classroom. The memory brought a small smile to his face. Their teacher had been so upset, he had spluttered.

Shaking his head, Harry tried to think of the girl's name, it had been something really strange, something he shouldn't have forgotten so easily. What was it, he wondered, racking his memory for the name he had heard shouted throughout the day.

"You're Harry, right," she asked, once he was on his feet, and standing in front of her. He nodded wearily, wondering what she wanted. Another person to make fun of him? He could just hear it now. You're the boy who failed, aren't you?

Nausea curdled in his stomach, the bile wanting to rise up in his throat. What was he going to do, when he faced his friends? When he faced the Order. They'd call him a failure, or something worst. They might even see him as someone who chickened out in fighting Voldemort.

"I'm Bunny," the girl continued, not aware of his internal torment. Or maybe she did...

Harry suddenly felt the heat climb to his cheeks, when he realized he hadn't let her hand go after she had helped him up. As if reading his thoughts, her smile broadened. He quickly snatched his hand away and tucked them securely into the pockets of his uniform.

"Hey would you like to join me at the arcade?" she asked, her blue eyes bright and hopeful.

Her mood was contagious. Against his better judgment, since Setsuna had asked him to come back to the apartment as soon as he was out school, he found himself nodding his head. "Okay," he said with a smile.

"Hey kitten," came a sultry voice that Harry recognized. The blonde haired girl whirled around. "Haruka!" she gasped, her eyes widening with surprise, and was that happiness?

Harry found himself lifting a brow at the wide display of emotions this small girl could wield.

"Had a good day at school," the smaller woman standing next to Haruka asked, and he wondered who exactly she was referring to.

"Yes I did," Bunny replied, her eyes looking anywhere but at the pair. "Where are you two going?"

Haruka smirked, the corner of her mouth lifting. "Going to meet up with Setsuna," she replied, her hand reaching up to brush back her hair. Harry felt self-conscious suddenly. He hadn't been prepared for the early class hour, and had rushed to make it on time. He reached up to flatten his hair, wincing slightly since it was unkempt as usual. Probably more so today then usual, he groaned.

Michiru chuckled, her eyes landing on him. "Well you two have fun," she called, and then pulled at Haruka's arms. "Lets go love."

Smiling, Bunny turned to him, her eyes going up to look at his hair. Her smile brightened, despite what a wreck he must be.

"Come on then," she called, grabbing his arm, and dragging him off down the sidewalk. "You'll love the arcade, it's my favorite place to go."

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All right well there's another chapter. Sorry its short, but I couldn't add too much into it, and ruin the following chapters. I hope you liked it.

Thanks go out to: Usagi Asia Maxwell, Sugar-sweert, koldy, Eternal Cosmos, angelwings6117, Flame Ivy Moon, mae-E, and Hacen Necah.