Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Harry Potter characters they belong to J.K Rowling, I also don't own the Arthurian characters they are owned by myths and legends as well as the person who wrote the movies. I'm not doing this to make money this is purely for fanfiction purposes.

Jade, Julian, Byron and Leo are my own characters please if you wish to use them ask me first.

The Italian in this story is translated from an online translator, if any of it is wrong I apologise but I do not speak Italian.

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Now on to the story. I apologise for the shortness of some chapters

Angel Alexander

Jade was in an empty classroom dancing to soft music that was floating around the room while she was lost in memories long since past.

"Arthur! Julian!" Was the shout heard in Camelot.

Jade who was Queen was rushing around looking for her husband and son, hoping she caught them before they went off to fight Mordred and his army. She saw someone up ahead of her and called, "Lancelot! Lancelot!"

Lancelot turned towards the voice and saw jade rushing towards him he asked, "Aye your majesty?" Jade spoke, "Lancelot stop with the your majesty already Arthur and I have told you and the other knights to call me Jade." Lancelot smiled and replied, "I know Jade, and I just do it to annoy you." Jade laughed and asked, "Where is Arthur and my son?" Lancelot got quiet and she knew straight away that something was wrong. Jade asked, "Lancelot what is it? Where are they?" Lancelot sighed and looked the Queen in the eyes and spoke, "On the battlefield, they left at dawn at Arthur's insistence. He was acting strange though." Jade thanked Lancelot and rushed towards the stables to grab her horse.

Jade rode past the gate ignoring the yells of Lancelot, Galahad, Gawain and Tristan. Tristan spoke, "The damned woman is going to get herself killed." Galahad, "We best ride after her to ensure she comes to no harm." Lancelot, Gawain and Tristan agreed and rode after the Queen.

Jade reached the battlefield that was closest to her home and she saw Mordred fighting her son Julian. She saw Arthur come up behind their son and thought he was going to help kill Mordred but just as Lancelot, Gawain, Galahad and Tristan reached the battlefield she watched in horror as her husband ran their son through with his sword. She yelled, "Julian! NO!" She dismounted and ran through the battle narrowly missing the slashes of swords as she ran to her son who had sunk to his knees. She reached Julian and caught him in her arms as he fell backwards.

Tears ran down her face and she stroked her son's hair she spoke, "Shh, Julian you'll be alright I'll get you to the healers and you'll be okay." Julian, who was 1and 9 (A.N. 10 years old in ancient times. I know, I know most of you think that's too young but hey it's my story) spoke, "Mother, I'm sorry." Jade asked, "Why are you sorry?" Julian replied, "Because I'm leaving you." Jade spoke, "No! Julian you are not leaving me!"

Tears ran faster down her face as Julian's breathing slowed, just as Lancelot, Gawain, Galahad and Tristan appeared at her side Julian took his last breath and his eyes closed forever Jade screamed, "JULIAN!" Lancelot pulled her away from her son's body as she fought to keep a hold of her son she spoke, "Lancelot let me go please I need to go to my son." Lancelot spoke not letting her go, "He is dead my lady." Jade shook her head and spoke, "No, no he's not he's sleeping." Gawain spoke, "He is dead my lady, dead at the hands of his father." Jade stopped struggling and spoke, "He killed my son. Arthur Pendragon has killed his son." Galahad spoke, "My lady, Arthur will be dealt with by the Round Table, but for now we must move Julian's body." Jade nodded and watched as Tristan and Gawain lifted her son's body and made the journey back to Camelot.