Title: A Firefly in Azkaban
Summary: …only to return sixteen years later as Hotaru Tomoe, Sailor Saturn, the senshi of death and rebirth to assume an education at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Rating: PG-13 (or T...w/e)
Status: 3 chapter written, 3 chapter posted
Review count: 19 (wow...11 reviews, that's not bad for 1 chapter neh?)
Hoshiko Megami - Well I enjoyed New York and I did get back...only I didn't update...sorry about that, but there is an update now:-)
Taeniaea - Sorry I didn't update soon, but here you go, glad you liked chapter 2
Heroine of the Valley - Yeh...she meets Harry in this chapter
ToraTigera - I hope you haven't seen something like this before. My aim is to be as new and inventive as possible.
BLACKAURAsama - I'm flattered that you like it so much and that I've made Ron funny. I hadn't intended to but thank-you anyway. :-)
Desolated Angel - Well...I...updated...yeh, I updated
mae-E - Thanks for voting, enjoy the update
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HellsDeathFury - I hope you didn't think I'd dropped this story, I've just been really busy, I swear, those kind of authors annoy me too.
anonymous - Righto
desperateforU2update - Um...okay
Pairings: Harry x Hotaru
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"Setsuna-mama, am I to go Hogwarts?" Hotaru asked as they both emerged from the portal that Setsuna proceeded to close before answering.
"Yes you are Hotaru," she replied, "You'll be in the same year as Harry Potter and those others you met back at HQ."
"Um…Setsuna-mama, won't my magic clash with theirs? I felt the wards around the house and they were sort of suffocating me," Hotaru said quietly, putting a hand to her chest and scratching lightly. She could feel the slight push again as they came closer to a neat looking house, with a neat looking garden and the sounds of a television coming from the open front window. The day was warm and in the front lawn of the house next door to number 4, was a man and a woman tending to their garden.
They straightened and waved at Setsuna and Hotaru who waved back politely before heading up the drive way to the front door of number 4. Setsuna reached up and knocked, the door was opened by skinny looking woman with a very long neck. Setsuna bowed slightly, "I assume you are Mrs. Petunia Evans Dursley?" she asked.
The woman's eyes widened, "Who are you?" she demanded hotly.
"That is none of your concern, I am here for Harry Potter," Setsuna replied, her tone and soft manner hadn't faltered at all.
The woman took a moment to compose herself, "I assume you one of them then?" she sneered looking Setsuna up and down.
Setsuna raised an eyebrow at this, "By them I will assume you are referring to wizards and the magical folk," the woman in the doorway didn't move. Setsuna sighed, "I'll take that as a yes and to answer your question I am not a witch but I do possess extra-ordinary abilities. Now, where is Harry Potter?"
"The little brat isn't here, he's gone off trouping round the neighborhood," Petunia grumbled but there was a glint in her eye that put Setsuna on edge.
"When was the last time you saw Harry Mrs. Dursley?" Setsuna asked.
The other woman shrugged and replied, "Yesterday, the boy left during the afternoon with a bag over his shoulder like he's been doing all summer, he wasn't back by ten when we locked the house so we left him to the porch. We opened the door in the morning and there was no sign of him, his bed was untouched and cold so we figure he didn't break in. His wretched owl is gone and so it appears, are all his belongings. Well good riddance I tell you, we didn't want him here anyway." With that the skinny woman with the long neck slammed the door and the television was noticeably turned up.
"That didn't go well, did it Setsuna-mama?" Hotaru asked looking up at her guardian.
"No," Setsuna replied shakily, "No Hotaru, it did not, but now we have a problem, where is Harry Potter?"
"What does Harry Potter look like?" Hotaru asked looking at Setsuna; the other woman smiled and placed two fingers on the girl's forehead. There was a little flash of light in which the mark of Pluto appeared on Setsuna's forehead and the mark of Saturn on Hotaru's. Hotaru saw emerald eyes, ebony hair and a lightning shaped scar. Slightly cracked glassed and shabby cloths at least three sizes too big.
As soon as that vision ended Hotaru saw something else, a boy knelt in a park with a blade held above his wrist ready to strike, a boy with ebony hair and wide and frightened emerald eyes. "Setsuna-mama," Hotaru cried as she felt a stab of pain in her heart then an enclosing force took a hold of her. It was like she being squeezed, crushed even, her breathing became shaky. "In the park," she gasped.
In a few moments Setsuna had transported them to where Hotaru had said; they both saw the boy as the knife came down and ripped clean through the pale flesh. Blood instantly began to bubble out of the wound, Hotaru, as the senshi of life and death; she could feel the essence of the boy slipping. He held the knife up in his shaking hand as the blood ran freely down his arm; he prepared to strike the other wrist.
"No!" Hotaru cried suddenly running towards him and grabbing his wrist, "Stop! What are you doing?" The spell she had cast earlier had already worn off so what entered Harry's ears was a stream if meaningless gibberish.
The boy looked up at her but his eyes were glazed, this boy had no desire to live, he didn't say a word but merely wrenched his arm out of her grasp. He prepared to strike again but stopped when he realized something. The blood flow had stopped, the wound had closed over the would-be scar was fading fast. He looked up at Hotaru and then to her hands, which were still smeared with feint traces of blood, his blood.
"Who are you?" he asked breathlessly, his voice was hoarse, as though he had been screaming a lot lately or he simply hadn't used it in a while.
Setsuna then walked over to them, she knelt in front of Harry and gently eased the knife out of his hands; she handed it to Hotaru as she turned to look Harry in the eye. "It's alright Mr. Potter, we've come to take you home," Setsuna said quietly, "you're safe now, you'll be with your friends soon, now, sleep."
The boy's eyelids drooped and he slumped forward into Setsuna's waiting arms, she straightened up, cradling the sixteen-year-old boy who was none too light but thanks to her senshi powers lifting him was easy. "Are we going back to that house Setsuna-mama?" Hotaru asked.
Setsuna nodded then looked at the boy's wrist for a moment, the one he had managed to cut before they could stop him. "Your powers are getting better Hotaru," Hotaru smiled as they both vanished into another portal to appear in Grimmauld Place.
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The day had expired by the time the house had calmed down; Ron, Hermione and Ginny had been hanging around outside Harry's door as much as they could. Molly Weasley had shooed them away saying that the last thing he needed was bountiful noise.
"I always said the Potter boy was dramatic, you can hardly disagree with me now Setsuna," Professor Severus Snape and renowned Potion's Master said, looking at the scarlet eyes woman.
"I shouldn't be one to confuse drama with desperation Severus, you forget, I did teach you at one point," Setsuna smiled slightly at the man with the upturned nose and dark, calculating eyes.
"That is something that still unnerves me," Setsuna quirked an eyebrow as if to say 'oh'? "For me to have been sixteen and you as you are now, only for you to leave and return some twenty years later looking no different than when you left. It's like something out of one of those muggle Nania books," he explained and Setsuna could only smile wider and even go so far as to laugh quietly.
"I have to admit, it does seem a little strange, but you must realize that time spans differently in different dimensions," Setsuna replied.
"So the girl? She is of your dimension is she not?" Severus asked, his fingers laced together in his lap, turning his head slightly so as to meet the time guardian's eyes.
"I would go so far as to say she is, yes," Setsuna replied although she did pause before doing so.
The hesitation was not lost on Severus but as he often did he sat back and waited for coinciding events to fall into place before he made his judgment. Potter had been an exception, the blood of the ever arrogant James Potter (whose memory still bought a sneer to Severus' face) ran through the veins of that boy and that of the frustratingly short tempered do-gooder Evans.
"So she is going to Hogwarts then? A Gryffindor I presume," Severus sighed.
"To your question I can answer yes but as to her house, well, that's up to the sorting hat, being the guardian of time does not give me reign over destiny," Setsuna replied softly.
Severus rolled his eyes, "Polite as ever I see, well, I have to leave," he stood up, "I bid you farewell until we meet again."
"Undoubtedly we will," Severus raised an eyebrow at her comment but continued out, he brushed slightly against Hotaru's skinny form as he did so. He looked down at her with little interest as he passed.
Hotaru continued on undaunted towards Setsuna, "Setsuna-mama, are we going to stay until the boy wakes up?" she asked
Setsuna shook her head and stood up, "No Hotaru, we are not, in fact, I think it's best that we go home and you can bid your friends a proper goodbye."
Hotaru looked confused as they walked out the door to 12 Grimmauld Place, "Will I never see them again?" she asked quietly.
"Of course you will," Setsuna replied, "during the holidays, I promise," satisfied with this Hotaru fell silent.
The door gave a low click behind them.
An owl hooted as it flew towards the house.
A pair of emerald eyes opened with a groan and the image of a girl with cropped raven hair and violet eyes burned in the memory of a dream.Well, that's another chapter over and done with...even if it did take me what, a month?
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