Bittersweet Revenge
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Harry Potter or Sailor Moon... I am merely using the ideas to try and create an entertaining story...
My apologys everyone. I accidently uploaded the wrong thing in chapter 18's place. The real chapter is this.
~#*(LAST TIME)*#~
Lucius just stood back and smiled as a silver haired figure stepped into the corridor, shimmering with the same radiance as the door, "Apollo!" cried the woman as she ran into Lucius's open arms, crying tears of joy. Lucius brought his lips to his beloved's own sharing their first kiss in over a millennium.
"I've missed you my dearest Selenity." Whispered Lucius as he held the emotional Queen tightly in his arms. Hearing a groan, both heads snapped towards the silvery blond haired boy slowly and unsteadily rising to his feet.
Queen Selenity smiled gently as recognition flickered into Draco's eyes, "My son..." she whispered ever so softly.
"Mother..."
With Harry.
"Oh I'm sorry," exclaimed a melodic voice as the rustling of a skirt with many layers stopped, "I thought I was alone here." Harry sat up and turned around, almost falling over with shock.
There behind him, sat Princess Mars. The woman from his dreams...!
"It's fine Princess. You may stay. I was just going to leave..."
"Um no, this is fine, I could use some none psychotic company. Please sit with me." The princess smiled as Harry nodded, getting up and sitting beside her lightly.
Just inside the doors, Princess Pluto danced with a well-dressed Black as Snape stood near the shadows, watching...
~#*(AND NOW)*#~
Chapter 18 - Old Bonds Reformed and Some Truth Revealed
It had been a week since the long awaited and beautifully executed wedding of Prince Oliverio and Princess Minako. There had been no sign of Hotaru since she had left with the excuse that her father was ill and even when Draco attempted to speak to her on the communicator she had given him... he could not get through. Hotaru had practically vanished.
Draco was quickly getting worried. He may now know he was a prince, but he still cared deeply for his purple eyed firefly. He hadn't been involved with anyone in the Silver Millennium and he was relieved, for he could never imagine leaving Hotaru.
The parties were frequent in the evening and during the days on the first, third and sixth solstice, they would be taught the usual things so they would not fall behind in studies. However the other four days of the week were spent on tours learning about the Silver Millennium and having lots of fun.
"Hey Draco. What's wrong? You seem as though you got a few things on your mind." Harry asked falling into step beside Draco. They were just wondering around the market place looking at things and occasionally accepting the free 'gift's that many story owners were giving them.
Though Harry didn't know why, Draco did. They recognised them, "Just thinking." He sighed politely refusing the offer to try some fruit from the nearby stall.
"About..." Harry persisted when Draco made no indication of continuing.
"A few things... mainly Hotaru. I haven't been able to get a hold of her since she left and frankly I'm worried." He sighed.
"The great Draco Malfoy is worried about someone other than himself? I never thought I'd see the day!" laughed Harry as he spotted a familiar florist cart and an extremely familiar little girl grinning cutely at the man tending the booth.
"Shut it Harlan." Draco said calmly sending Harry a quick glare out of the corner of his eye.
"What? Harlan? Who's Harlan..." he trailed off. He felt like an idiot for asking that question but didn't know why. The name was so familiar yet so foreign that it was rather confusing.
"Oh. I forgot. Never mind. You'll probably figure it out soon enough." Draco said almost distantly as his startled gaze was drawn to a squealing child.
"Arry!!" grinning almost instantly, Harry waved at little Mia. She ran towards them as fast as her chubby little legs could carry her and clamped her tiny arms around Harry's left leg.
"Well hi there, Mia." Laughed the ebony haired boy as he pried her from his leg and lifted her into his arms gently, "Imagine running into you again."
"Hiya! My uncle owns that flowa stall ova there." She pointed at the booth she had given him a flower from last time he'd seen her.
"Wow really?" Harry grinned, completely forgetting about the conversation he had been having with Draco moment's before.
"Yep!"
"But where's your mum gotten off to?"
"Oh you mean Salina? That's not my mummy that was my aunty. My mummy and daddy are in the Luna Army! I've never seen them." She said the last bit not so cheerily.
"Oh I'm sorry. Hey I know, here." Harry reached into his backpack and pulled out one of the teddy bears he had won at the fair that day.
"It's so cute!!" she giggled as she hugged her new toy. Looking up her jaw dropped. Her eyes widened slightly as she gaped, "Hey you-" Draco cut her off as he lifted a finger to his lips shaking his head while nodding slightly at Harry. Realisation dawned on the adorable child as she giggled, "You 'ave blonde hair!" she continued to giggle as Harry shook his head amused,
"So do you Mia."
Pouting cutely Mia poked Harry in what she thought was a reprimanding way, "I know that, but I don' have that kinda blonde hair!"
"Whatever you say Mia. Oh Draco, this is Mia, Mia... Draco."
"Hi! Nice to meet you!" she stuck out her hand over Harry's shoulder and Draco took it smiling slightly in amusement.
Before he could answer there was a dark purple flash and a body appeared hovering in mid air. All eyes turned to the sky as they tried to see the figure floating unconsciously in the heavens.
Draco gaped as he saw his niece suspended unconscious in mid air above the peak of the castle, "Moon!" he gasped in shock. He saw Mia and Harry gape beside him but frankly couldn't care as he bolted away to the nearest transportation bay.
He arrived just in time to see Mini Moon being brought down to the floor in the arms of her fiancé. "Helios is she ok?" he asked as he ran over and checked her pulse,
"She wont be if we don't get her to the medical wing immediately my prince." Each member of the royal court had been informed of Draconis's newly returned memories, and they had been told to do what ever they could to keep it a secret until it was time to reveal everything.
"Let's hurry!" Helios nodded and practically flew to the medical wing.
"Your majesty... please set her down on the cot." Said the healer as he walked over and kneeled beside the bed that Draco laid Sailor Moon on. "I'm sorry your highness but I must ask you to leave... all of you. I cannot heal with distractions. I must be able to concentrate."
"Fine." Draco left with Helios and went down to the throne room too inform his mother and father.
Upon entering the grand room, Draco found that only his father was in the room. Looking around he also noticed that the rest of the hall was empty aside from Lucius who had his back to them, looking up at a particularly large painting of the Sailor Senshi.
"Father. Moon has been hurt fatally. She's in the infirmary."
"Is she stable," asked Lucius, not turning around.
"Yes your highness. Serenity is going to live." Helios bowed with a half smile though he noticed an air of guilt around the High King.
"Thank you Helios. You may return to her side. I know you want to. And tell the old hoon of a healer that you have my permission to remain with her for as long as you please.
"Thank you sire." Helios bowed one more time before he exited the room leaving just Draconis and Lucius.
Silence ensued for a good long while before Draco's unease got the better of him and he shattered the uncomfortable quiet... "Father is something the matter? You seem uneasy."
Lucius did not respond immediately but after a moment or two longer of looking at the portrait of the nine protective scouts, he answered, "Many things plague this King's mind Draconis. Many things."
"Like what father?"
Taking a small shuddering breath, Lucius walked over and stared at Draco for a long moment. Lucius lifted his hand and touched his fingertips to the place where Draconis's birth mark should have been had he been in prince form, "How much did it hurt when you received your memories?"
Surprised but the sudden change of subject, Draco did not notice the woman that entered through the side door from the gardens. "It hurt like hell. It was worse than the cruciatus curse," he trailed off uncomfortably, "but when the flashes stopped the pain vanished too...." He trailed off once more looking anywhere but at his father.
"Draconis, the man you thought I was... he is not real. I took on the persona of Lucius Malfoy III so I could look after you. I owed you that much at least. I am sorry for my actions in the past, and I know sorry may not be enough medicine on the wounds, but at least it's a start.
"It is fine father. I do not judge easily. I never have. You taught me not too when I was a mere child. Of course for a long time, I overlooked that particular lesson but still." Draco smiled when his father laughed.
"Yes I recall it clearly."
"I'm sure you do..."
With Harry.
"Mia I'll be back in a second ok?" Harry said as he set her down gently
"Ok 'Arry." Nodded Mia as she scurried back to her uncle's stall with a wave.
Harry bolted off after Draco but upon arriving at the transportation bay, he had to stop abruptly to avoid crashing into the little children whom were transporting themselves home. It took them a long while to work out which button to press but finally they did and after they left, Harry waited for a few moments before he stepped onto the pad and vanished from the town square.
When he reappeared in the palace gardens, Harry rushed out and bolted towards the palace's top point, only to crash into a smaller figure sending both him and the figure sailing to the floor in opposite directions. Hearing a feminine groan, Harry glanced lightly at the red dress clad woman only to do a double take.
"Princess? Oh my gods, I'm so sorry, here let me help you up," scrambling to steady himself on his own feet, Harry finally fixed his balance and held out a hand to the Martian princess.
Princess Reia rested her gloved hand in his own almost reluctantly as he helped her up. When she stood properly, letting herself use both feet instead of just her right, she winced noticeably.
"Are you ok Princess? No of course you're not, stupid question. Here let me have a look at that ankle." He helped her into a chair and kneeled at her feet, lifting her slender foot up, and removing the high-heeled shoe that adorned it.
"I think I may have twisted my ankle Mr. Potter." She sighed leaning back in the chair and watched as he tenderly touched the sore joint.
"I'm so sorry your majesty. I was in a rush so I didn't notice you coming out of the doors." He said softly as she winced when he applied pressure to the slightly swelling ankle, using his wand to summon some bandages."
"Mr Potter, it is quite alright. This will be healed in a few moments. One of the many perks of being princess of a warrior race is the fast healing abilities." She smiled lightly, resting a hand on his shoulder.
"I am still sorry."
"You weren't this talkative last night Mr. Potter." She giggled, "Why the sudden change?"
"I was um..." he trailed off embarrassed, "I wasn't too sure if we were allowed to talk to the royalty..." his mumbling, to anyone else, would have been impossible to understand but because she had experience, Rei knew exactly what he had said.
"Well you are talking to me now. Is it fine if I call you Harry?"
"Of course your majesty." He said uncomfortably.
"It is alright." The Princess smiled lightly as she touched the hand that was gingerly wrapping the bandages around her ankle.
"Pardon?"
"You don't have to wrap my ankle up. It'll survive." She giggled as Harry blushed.
"Um ok..." he lowered his gaze to the floor in embarrassment.
"Oh and Harry," she paused when he cautiously lifted his eyes to meet hers, "You ARE allowed to talk to us 'royalty'."
"Oh. Um ok." Though he still felt uncomfortable, Harry realized that he also felt rather stupid for acting like this but the reason as to why was still unknown.
"Why are you so uncomfortable around me?" Princess Reia asked gently as she watched Harry remain kneeling before her gently unwrapping the half done bandage. He doesn't remember her heart clenched watching him shift awkwardly.
"Um... I don't know-" Harry cut himself off. Yes he did know why. It was those dreams he was having. The ones with Sailor Mars shifting into Rei, then the princess that was before him. He had kissed her in his dream, and he had enjoyed it. In fact he had kissed her in many of his dreams and it was this that made his cheeks turn red.
"You do know. Tell me." she ordered with a smile.
"Um... you really don't want to know your majesty." He mumbled flushing darkly.
"I think I can decide that for myself." Grinned Rei as she saw his cheeks turn an even darker shade of red.
Taking a deep breath to cool his rosy cheeks Harry gently lowered the princess's foot to the ground and slipped her shoe back on. Standing up he looked down at her expectant gaze and found himself immersed in endless depths of amethyst. Looking away before he did something stupid, Harry, turned his back to her, "If you must know, I had a dream a while ago that revolved around one of my best friends, you, and Sailor Mars. I'm rather confused because ever since I came here, I have had that same dream each and every night."
Rei's eyes widened in surprise, so his memories are kicking in? She wondered but dared not speak, "Come Harry. Sit beside me and tell me about this dream, it has sparked my interest." She patted the seat beside her on the bench, waiting for him to sit.
Harry reluctantly sat beside the beautiful Martian princess and slowly retold her the event of his dream. Even though he had not wanted to, Professor Snape, Mr. Malfoy and Sirus had made it clear the day they had arrived, that if someone of royal stature asked them to do something, then they would do it without a second thought. No matter what they wanted.
So Harry continued describing his dream as best he could, while Rei listened in amazement. How had he known these things when she had only seen this exact thing in the fires on Mars? Why would the sacred fires show her Harry's dream? There was only one reason she could think of that would explain why she had been previously shown these dreams. She would do it. If she were wrong then that was too bad but she was sick of waiting for him to remember on his own...
"And then the weird Sailor Mars started laughing really hard and she turned back into Rei, still laughing her head off. But... I dunno... in her eyes, it's kinda like she's apologising to me. Like the laughter had to come out or something." He paused and looked at the Princess's amused eyes, "You probably think I'm insane now don't you?"
"No. Not really Harry. I'm just surprised that's all. See about a month ago, I saw that exact same dream or image in the sacred fires." She smiled,
"The whole thing?" Harry asked meekly going slightly red again. He had completely skipped over the bit where he had kissed her or Rei or Mars or whoever.
Rei nodded slowly, smiling ever so softly. She stared intently at Harry for a while longer before reaching out and touching his face ever so gently, "I do believe you left a part out." She smiled lightly as Harry stared intently at her playful features.
"Um... I..." He couldn't get it out. Those eyes drew him in too deeply and his mind hardly worked. Hell he could hardly think period. That's why when he felt the soft pressure of the Princess's lips against his own, that his eyes closed without thought.
The kiss was extremely brief. But it triggered something inside of Harry. A blinding white light filled his vision as his hands flew up to try and ease the excruciating pain that seeped through his mind.
As surprise flared through Reia, she quickly reached out and wrapped her arms comfortingly around Harry. She knew just how painful memories that had been locked away for a long time could be when they finally returned. She herself experienced it each time she died, and a few times when she was alive. Either way it still throbbed and stung her mind until the flashes vanished and your mind re-oriented itself. Then the pain would instantly vanish. It was rather unnerving.
But until it was over, Harry would need all the comfort he could get...
It was a good few minutes until Harry unclenched his eyes and slowly opened them, looking around as if doing so clearly for the first time.
His attention quickly riveted on Reia as she smiled questioningly at him. She let go and shuffled away slightly as he stared at her almost in a trance.
Closing her eyes for a moment to try and keep her self under control, it took Reia a while before she opened them again. "Harlan?" she asked quietly.
Harry, or Harlan, smiled lightly before he wrapped his arms around her in a tight hug, "This feels weird but thank you Reia." He mumbled into her hair.
"You are very welcome... but I think I deserve more than just a hug." She pouted adorably as she moved back and gave Harry a pointed look.
Laughing, Harry obliged and pressed his lips gently yet firmly to hers. Moving back again he grinned, "Enough?"
"You haven't seen me in over a century, and I have not kissed you once in all that time... well until today. What do you think?" she asked him in an annoyed tone.
"So sorry oh mighty one, but business hours are over for the day, please come back tonight." He grinned when she pouted again.
"Fine. But it's your loss." She glared at him and rose to her feet, quickly turning to leave.
Arms instantly snaked around her waist as Harry rose to his feet, and pulled her back to him, "Prince Harlan... remove your arms right this second before I'm forced to hurt you," she spoke angrily attempting to wriggle out of his grip. All Harry did was hold on tighter.
"You don't mean that Pyro." He grinned inhaling the sweet rosy scent of her hair, allowing his breath to tickle her ear.
"Harry. Don't." she hissed softly. He always used to know how to make women melt back in the silver alliance and apparently he had even remembered all of that particular skill too. Damn.
"Don't what?" he mumbled innocently, when he felt Reia draw another shuddering breath.
She struggled against his grip once more, but Harry's hold remained firm. Getting an idea, she let herself go rigid before relaxing completely into his arms. This had surprised Harlan enough to make him loosen his grip momentarily, allowing Reia precious few seconds she needed to slip out of his grasp and start running.
Looking back over her shoulder she couldn't help but giggle at Harry's face as he snapped out of his surprised daze and began chasing her. Reia ran as fast as she could, ducking low branches and jumping over small bushes, rushing around corners and slipping between servants. She didn't even stop when she heard her father calling her over to one of the Moon Lyndale trees in the small grove visible from the sleeping quarters of The Alliance's Royal Guests.
Sprinting the stretch of the gardens she ran straight for the hedge maze, hoping to lose the persistent prince in its mind twisting corridors and high leafy walls. Taking two rights, a left, another two rights, one more left, then jogging straight down the isle until she came to the clearing, Reia slowed to a stop and turned around, looking to see if she had lost him.
When no one followed, she sighed in relief, leaning against the hedge beside her, a few thorns pricking her back, but she didn't mind. She appreciated the brief rest. However it didn't last very long for seconds later a hand grabbed her elbow, spinning her around only to see that Harry had taken a different route and had most probably come through the clearing via one of the many other openings.
Damn him and his Jovian blood. If it were anyone else, he would have been lost in an instant. "And just where did you think you were going? Hmm? I never said you could leave,"
"According to you, PRINCE Harlan, business hours were over... and unfortunately I am permanently unfree for the remainder of this millennium," was her annoyed remark. All she had asked for was a kiss from the man she loved and he had refused! Jokingly so, granted, but she had missed him so much, and he didn't even realise who she was until about ten minuets ago! She was extremely upset with him at this point.
"Come on Pyro, don't be like that." He grinned brushing his fingers across her cheeks.
"It's your own fault. Now kindly remove your hand." She paused and waited. After thirty seconds he had not even budged; so she sent him a deadly glare at him, "NOW dear prince. Not next century."
"But my hand is very comfortable right where it is, Princess Reia. What if I don't want to remove it?"
"Then you wont have that hand for very much longer." She yanked her arm out of his grasp and spun around on her heal, walking off to one of the openings.
She didn't get very far, because next thing she knew, Prince Harlan... or rather 'Harry' in the form he was in, appeared before her blocking her path. Taking a step back in surprise, Reia glared at him. He stepped forward and she moved backwards, keeping distance between them. They did this until Rei found herself backed up against the fountain's edge. Harry continued to move forward until he towered over Rei whom had fallen back onto her bum on the edge of the fountain.
Rei looked up at him, startled when he dropped his hands down onto the ledge she sat upon, arms either side of her. His face was not more than an inch away from hers but he made no move forward yet, "Don't be mad Pyro. I was only joking." He whispered softly, resting his forehead on hers.
"You didn't know who or what I was until today. You didn't even know who YOU were until ten minutes ago Prince Harlan... Harry. I've known who you were since I went back to Mars... I've missed you so much it hurts, and you refuse me..." she mumbled almost brokenly as she closed her eyes, holding back torrents of tears.
"Pyro... I'm so sorry." His voice was low and tender, as he lifted one and rested it on her cheek. Before Reia could snap back to her angry senses, Prince Harlan's lips captured her own in a soul searing kiss. Their tongues danced together in an affectionate ritual, unpractised between them for more than a century.
When they broke apart, Harlan wrapped his arms firmly around Princess Reia's waist, drawing her up into his tender embrace as he ran kisses down her neck and along her shoulder.
Reia closed her eyes in pure bliss as she rested one hand on his shoulder and weaved the other through his hair, playing gently with the messy black tresses. They did not note that two couples wandered into the clearing, stopping dead in their tracks and watching them. They didn't see the smiles plastered on the face of both of the wedded pairs who watched on waiting to be noticed.
When Harry pushed down one of the spaghetti straps holding up Reia's dress, a nervous laugh and cough made them aware that they were no longer alone. As Harry snapped his head around the Royal Jovian Armour materialised on his body.
The minute Prince Harlan's eyes fell upon the green clad couple he froze. Mind running a mile a minute, he sent them a hostile glance that made the Jovian Queen wince inside. "Harlan. My son!" she welcomed non-the-less, opening her arms to embrace him, but Harlan did not move an inch.
"Harlan?" Reia asked gently when she felt him go rigid with anger in her arms. His green eyes were full of outrage and betrayal yet still he made no move to respond.
"Harlan?" asked Queen Lilieth nervously, moving forward in an attempt to hug him again.
"Why did you never come for me?" his voice was quiet but there was an undeniable frost in his words.
"We couldn't-"
"Why did you make me live alone with those mortals, thinking I was an orphan?!" the instant rise in his voice surprised those who were present. Prince Harlan rarely raised his voice. It was highly unlikely that he would have ever done it to his parents, and even less likely that he would yell at his mother.
"We couldn't!" Queen Lilieth defended, eyes pleading her son to believe her, as she reached out for her only son and remaining child.
"Harlan simply stepped back, unconsciously pulling Reia with him, "Yes, you could have. You let me think that father and you were dead! Not for a day, for my entire rebirth! The least you could have done was let me know you were alive!" his eyes shined with pained tears that he refused to allow to fall.
Reia tightened her hold around him, trying to give him as much comfort as she could. The pain was radiating off him in torrents as he drew strength from his love's embrace.
"Queen Selenity told us that if the Terran was to be saved, the we could not interfere." King James had spoken up for the first time since they had arrived.
"I don't care! She could have been Wrong! No, she IS wrong! The Terran is still in danger of being destroyed by Voldemort anyway!!"
"No my son... As 'Harry', your presence is like a beacon of hope to the Terrans. On Earth, you are the-boy-who-lived and so long as there is hope, there is still a chance for them. It is you who must kill the dark lord. IT has been prophesised by fate. The senshi are not allowed to do anything to him directly, but that does not mean they cannot hunt down and destroy his forces. They have been doing that-"
"You still lied to me! Your own flesh and blood!" he yelled angrily moving out of Reia's arms.
"Harlan, please-"
"No! You lied! Stop." he held his hand up cutting her off, "I don't want to hear it." He turned and vanished in an angry flash of lighting.
After a long silence, Reia spoke up with a gentle voice, "Maybe I should go after him... I'll try to calm him down... Talk some sense into him." She hugged Queen Lilieth into a brief embrace, sending an apologetic look towards King James and her parents, whom were standing beside him, before stepping back and allowing the flames to cover her, taking her to Harry's energy signal.
Queen Lilieth stood frozen in sorrow for a few moments before she ran into her husband's arms, tears running down her cheeks in little stream, "Lily, I'm sorry. I should have warned you that he would have been hostile. I saw it in his stance when I first laid eyes upon him..." Athena apologised softly, resting her hand on her friends shoulder comfortingly.
"Just give him time. Sooner or later, he will listen to reason. Every man must. Reia will do all she can too help you." Ares sounded troubled though his attention was not on the couple that were so distressed, but concentrated on a familiar waning energy signature. What was going on with Saturn? Her energy was fluctuating immensely, going to extremely high peaks before falling dangerously low. Was she in trouble?
Battle Field.
Saturn sliced through the last Youma and watched as it imploded upon itself, turning to dust. Sighing in relief. She lowered the glaive and closed her eyes, drawing in a deep breath... Because she had let her guard down, Saturn did not see or sense the large ball of fire, as the leader of the last platoon of Youma flung it at her. She did not realise that that an ice ball, lightning ball and a black glowing orb had joined the fiery one and were headed straight for her back.
Only when she turned and opened her eyes did she scream as the combined Youma attack slammed into her gut full force, sending immense loads of pain shooting through her body. Flung back by the strength of the blast, Hotaru managed to look in the direction that the energy had come from and her heart almost stopped. There were at least another five hundred platoons stepping out of portals behind her in perfect condition, ready to fight.
She managed to keep from panicking but she knew that if she tried to fight them alone without aid, she would surely be killed... There were at least fifteen whole platoons with sharp objects for arms and legs that could easily kill her should they slide quickly from shoulder to shoulder.
Doing the only thing she could think up she threw up a silent shadow shield trapping all the Youma in it's middle, before she summoned a portal and dragged her half dead body into it.
By the time the vortex threw her onto the courtyard of the Silver palace, Hotaru's wounds were bleeding heavily, and with the strain of maintaining a shadow shield, she could not call upon her healing powers lest she run the risk of feinting and dropping the screen.
Struggling to her feet as blood soaked through her senshi uniform, she completely ignored the students who were staring at her wide-eyed students whom had returned from their shopping trip in the city. Because she was concentrating so hard on placing one foot in front of the other without collapsing face first onto the ground, Saturn did not notice when one Draco Malfoy didn't appeared among the students whom were watching her.
Most of the people watching were in complete and utter shock. They had never seen the stoic warrior of Saturn so badly wounded. In fact, they had never seen her wounded, period. Because of their shock, no one made a move to help her as she stumbled into the throne room, and collapsed onto hands and knees.
"Saturn!!" exclaimed Prince Delano as he rose to his feet and rushed down to his sister's side. Helping her stand he checked her wound before placing is hand over the major one in her gut and healing it with a black bout of magic. "What happened?!" he exclaimed angrily, dark magic crackling in the air around him, "Why are you so injured? Why haven't you healed yourself? Better yet, how did whoever did this get close enough to touch you?!"
"Delano." She mumbled in annoyance, "I know you're worried and all... but could you shut up for a second... my head is killing me and it's hard enough to maintain a shadow shield without someone nagging on me,"
"Why do you need to maintain a shadow-"
"To keep the Youma I couldn't handle trapped until I was rejuvenated."
"Couldn't handle? You, the great Sailor Saturn couldn't handle a bunch of Youma?"
"Oh shut up idiot. Unless your definition of a bunch of Youma, is a couple of thousand platoons then no." she growled, just as Prince Draconis entered the throne room and she collapsed from the blood loss. She would not die, but she would be aching badly when she regained the use of her injured legs,
"Perhaps we should leave the de-briefing until after you've been treated Saturn. Prince Delano, please take your sister to the medical wing for immediate healers attention. My son, please join us, we were just starting the meeting." Queen Selenity said with light amusement as Saturn grumbled colourful words under her breath.
"If that damn healer try's to knock me out with one of his spells, expect him to be missing a limb the next time you see him." Yelled Saturn as Delano carried her out of the throne room and up the stairs, heading for the medical wing.
Ok people, sorry it took so long to get this chapter out, but I'm also going back and re-editing my earlier chapters. I was reading them the other day and I realised that the amount of spelling and grammar mistakes in them are atrocious. SO I've edited and uploaded the first four chapters as well as updating this one. Please R+R. Minimum 15 again! It took a lot of work to manage to get this up as soon as I did and thank you all soooooo much for your reviews. I'm really happy you hit fifteen and went over so quickly!! R+R and you'll get the next chapter sooner!!
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DISCLAIMER: I do not own Harry Potter or Sailor Moon... I am merely using the ideas to try and create an entertaining story...
My apologys everyone. I accidently uploaded the wrong thing in chapter 18's place. The real chapter is this.
~#*(LAST TIME)*#~
Lucius just stood back and smiled as a silver haired figure stepped into the corridor, shimmering with the same radiance as the door, "Apollo!" cried the woman as she ran into Lucius's open arms, crying tears of joy. Lucius brought his lips to his beloved's own sharing their first kiss in over a millennium.
"I've missed you my dearest Selenity." Whispered Lucius as he held the emotional Queen tightly in his arms. Hearing a groan, both heads snapped towards the silvery blond haired boy slowly and unsteadily rising to his feet.
Queen Selenity smiled gently as recognition flickered into Draco's eyes, "My son..." she whispered ever so softly.
"Mother..."
With Harry.
"Oh I'm sorry," exclaimed a melodic voice as the rustling of a skirt with many layers stopped, "I thought I was alone here." Harry sat up and turned around, almost falling over with shock.
There behind him, sat Princess Mars. The woman from his dreams...!
"It's fine Princess. You may stay. I was just going to leave..."
"Um no, this is fine, I could use some none psychotic company. Please sit with me." The princess smiled as Harry nodded, getting up and sitting beside her lightly.
Just inside the doors, Princess Pluto danced with a well-dressed Black as Snape stood near the shadows, watching...
~#*(AND NOW)*#~
Chapter 18 - Old Bonds Reformed and Some Truth Revealed
It had been a week since the long awaited and beautifully executed wedding of Prince Oliverio and Princess Minako. There had been no sign of Hotaru since she had left with the excuse that her father was ill and even when Draco attempted to speak to her on the communicator she had given him... he could not get through. Hotaru had practically vanished.
Draco was quickly getting worried. He may now know he was a prince, but he still cared deeply for his purple eyed firefly. He hadn't been involved with anyone in the Silver Millennium and he was relieved, for he could never imagine leaving Hotaru.
The parties were frequent in the evening and during the days on the first, third and sixth solstice, they would be taught the usual things so they would not fall behind in studies. However the other four days of the week were spent on tours learning about the Silver Millennium and having lots of fun.
"Hey Draco. What's wrong? You seem as though you got a few things on your mind." Harry asked falling into step beside Draco. They were just wondering around the market place looking at things and occasionally accepting the free 'gift's that many story owners were giving them.
Though Harry didn't know why, Draco did. They recognised them, "Just thinking." He sighed politely refusing the offer to try some fruit from the nearby stall.
"About..." Harry persisted when Draco made no indication of continuing.
"A few things... mainly Hotaru. I haven't been able to get a hold of her since she left and frankly I'm worried." He sighed.
"The great Draco Malfoy is worried about someone other than himself? I never thought I'd see the day!" laughed Harry as he spotted a familiar florist cart and an extremely familiar little girl grinning cutely at the man tending the booth.
"Shut it Harlan." Draco said calmly sending Harry a quick glare out of the corner of his eye.
"What? Harlan? Who's Harlan..." he trailed off. He felt like an idiot for asking that question but didn't know why. The name was so familiar yet so foreign that it was rather confusing.
"Oh. I forgot. Never mind. You'll probably figure it out soon enough." Draco said almost distantly as his startled gaze was drawn to a squealing child.
"Arry!!" grinning almost instantly, Harry waved at little Mia. She ran towards them as fast as her chubby little legs could carry her and clamped her tiny arms around Harry's left leg.
"Well hi there, Mia." Laughed the ebony haired boy as he pried her from his leg and lifted her into his arms gently, "Imagine running into you again."
"Hiya! My uncle owns that flowa stall ova there." She pointed at the booth she had given him a flower from last time he'd seen her.
"Wow really?" Harry grinned, completely forgetting about the conversation he had been having with Draco moment's before.
"Yep!"
"But where's your mum gotten off to?"
"Oh you mean Salina? That's not my mummy that was my aunty. My mummy and daddy are in the Luna Army! I've never seen them." She said the last bit not so cheerily.
"Oh I'm sorry. Hey I know, here." Harry reached into his backpack and pulled out one of the teddy bears he had won at the fair that day.
"It's so cute!!" she giggled as she hugged her new toy. Looking up her jaw dropped. Her eyes widened slightly as she gaped, "Hey you-" Draco cut her off as he lifted a finger to his lips shaking his head while nodding slightly at Harry. Realisation dawned on the adorable child as she giggled, "You 'ave blonde hair!" she continued to giggle as Harry shook his head amused,
"So do you Mia."
Pouting cutely Mia poked Harry in what she thought was a reprimanding way, "I know that, but I don' have that kinda blonde hair!"
"Whatever you say Mia. Oh Draco, this is Mia, Mia... Draco."
"Hi! Nice to meet you!" she stuck out her hand over Harry's shoulder and Draco took it smiling slightly in amusement.
Before he could answer there was a dark purple flash and a body appeared hovering in mid air. All eyes turned to the sky as they tried to see the figure floating unconsciously in the heavens.
Draco gaped as he saw his niece suspended unconscious in mid air above the peak of the castle, "Moon!" he gasped in shock. He saw Mia and Harry gape beside him but frankly couldn't care as he bolted away to the nearest transportation bay.
He arrived just in time to see Mini Moon being brought down to the floor in the arms of her fiancé. "Helios is she ok?" he asked as he ran over and checked her pulse,
"She wont be if we don't get her to the medical wing immediately my prince." Each member of the royal court had been informed of Draconis's newly returned memories, and they had been told to do what ever they could to keep it a secret until it was time to reveal everything.
"Let's hurry!" Helios nodded and practically flew to the medical wing.
"Your majesty... please set her down on the cot." Said the healer as he walked over and kneeled beside the bed that Draco laid Sailor Moon on. "I'm sorry your highness but I must ask you to leave... all of you. I cannot heal with distractions. I must be able to concentrate."
"Fine." Draco left with Helios and went down to the throne room too inform his mother and father.
Upon entering the grand room, Draco found that only his father was in the room. Looking around he also noticed that the rest of the hall was empty aside from Lucius who had his back to them, looking up at a particularly large painting of the Sailor Senshi.
"Father. Moon has been hurt fatally. She's in the infirmary."
"Is she stable," asked Lucius, not turning around.
"Yes your highness. Serenity is going to live." Helios bowed with a half smile though he noticed an air of guilt around the High King.
"Thank you Helios. You may return to her side. I know you want to. And tell the old hoon of a healer that you have my permission to remain with her for as long as you please.
"Thank you sire." Helios bowed one more time before he exited the room leaving just Draconis and Lucius.
Silence ensued for a good long while before Draco's unease got the better of him and he shattered the uncomfortable quiet... "Father is something the matter? You seem uneasy."
Lucius did not respond immediately but after a moment or two longer of looking at the portrait of the nine protective scouts, he answered, "Many things plague this King's mind Draconis. Many things."
"Like what father?"
Taking a small shuddering breath, Lucius walked over and stared at Draco for a long moment. Lucius lifted his hand and touched his fingertips to the place where Draconis's birth mark should have been had he been in prince form, "How much did it hurt when you received your memories?"
Surprised but the sudden change of subject, Draco did not notice the woman that entered through the side door from the gardens. "It hurt like hell. It was worse than the cruciatus curse," he trailed off uncomfortably, "but when the flashes stopped the pain vanished too...." He trailed off once more looking anywhere but at his father.
"Draconis, the man you thought I was... he is not real. I took on the persona of Lucius Malfoy III so I could look after you. I owed you that much at least. I am sorry for my actions in the past, and I know sorry may not be enough medicine on the wounds, but at least it's a start.
"It is fine father. I do not judge easily. I never have. You taught me not too when I was a mere child. Of course for a long time, I overlooked that particular lesson but still." Draco smiled when his father laughed.
"Yes I recall it clearly."
"I'm sure you do..."
With Harry.
"Mia I'll be back in a second ok?" Harry said as he set her down gently
"Ok 'Arry." Nodded Mia as she scurried back to her uncle's stall with a wave.
Harry bolted off after Draco but upon arriving at the transportation bay, he had to stop abruptly to avoid crashing into the little children whom were transporting themselves home. It took them a long while to work out which button to press but finally they did and after they left, Harry waited for a few moments before he stepped onto the pad and vanished from the town square.
When he reappeared in the palace gardens, Harry rushed out and bolted towards the palace's top point, only to crash into a smaller figure sending both him and the figure sailing to the floor in opposite directions. Hearing a feminine groan, Harry glanced lightly at the red dress clad woman only to do a double take.
"Princess? Oh my gods, I'm so sorry, here let me help you up," scrambling to steady himself on his own feet, Harry finally fixed his balance and held out a hand to the Martian princess.
Princess Reia rested her gloved hand in his own almost reluctantly as he helped her up. When she stood properly, letting herself use both feet instead of just her right, she winced noticeably.
"Are you ok Princess? No of course you're not, stupid question. Here let me have a look at that ankle." He helped her into a chair and kneeled at her feet, lifting her slender foot up, and removing the high-heeled shoe that adorned it.
"I think I may have twisted my ankle Mr. Potter." She sighed leaning back in the chair and watched as he tenderly touched the sore joint.
"I'm so sorry your majesty. I was in a rush so I didn't notice you coming out of the doors." He said softly as she winced when he applied pressure to the slightly swelling ankle, using his wand to summon some bandages."
"Mr Potter, it is quite alright. This will be healed in a few moments. One of the many perks of being princess of a warrior race is the fast healing abilities." She smiled lightly, resting a hand on his shoulder.
"I am still sorry."
"You weren't this talkative last night Mr. Potter." She giggled, "Why the sudden change?"
"I was um..." he trailed off embarrassed, "I wasn't too sure if we were allowed to talk to the royalty..." his mumbling, to anyone else, would have been impossible to understand but because she had experience, Rei knew exactly what he had said.
"Well you are talking to me now. Is it fine if I call you Harry?"
"Of course your majesty." He said uncomfortably.
"It is alright." The Princess smiled lightly as she touched the hand that was gingerly wrapping the bandages around her ankle.
"Pardon?"
"You don't have to wrap my ankle up. It'll survive." She giggled as Harry blushed.
"Um ok..." he lowered his gaze to the floor in embarrassment.
"Oh and Harry," she paused when he cautiously lifted his eyes to meet hers, "You ARE allowed to talk to us 'royalty'."
"Oh. Um ok." Though he still felt uncomfortable, Harry realized that he also felt rather stupid for acting like this but the reason as to why was still unknown.
"Why are you so uncomfortable around me?" Princess Reia asked gently as she watched Harry remain kneeling before her gently unwrapping the half done bandage. He doesn't remember her heart clenched watching him shift awkwardly.
"Um... I don't know-" Harry cut himself off. Yes he did know why. It was those dreams he was having. The ones with Sailor Mars shifting into Rei, then the princess that was before him. He had kissed her in his dream, and he had enjoyed it. In fact he had kissed her in many of his dreams and it was this that made his cheeks turn red.
"You do know. Tell me." she ordered with a smile.
"Um... you really don't want to know your majesty." He mumbled flushing darkly.
"I think I can decide that for myself." Grinned Rei as she saw his cheeks turn an even darker shade of red.
Taking a deep breath to cool his rosy cheeks Harry gently lowered the princess's foot to the ground and slipped her shoe back on. Standing up he looked down at her expectant gaze and found himself immersed in endless depths of amethyst. Looking away before he did something stupid, Harry, turned his back to her, "If you must know, I had a dream a while ago that revolved around one of my best friends, you, and Sailor Mars. I'm rather confused because ever since I came here, I have had that same dream each and every night."
Rei's eyes widened in surprise, so his memories are kicking in? She wondered but dared not speak, "Come Harry. Sit beside me and tell me about this dream, it has sparked my interest." She patted the seat beside her on the bench, waiting for him to sit.
Harry reluctantly sat beside the beautiful Martian princess and slowly retold her the event of his dream. Even though he had not wanted to, Professor Snape, Mr. Malfoy and Sirus had made it clear the day they had arrived, that if someone of royal stature asked them to do something, then they would do it without a second thought. No matter what they wanted.
So Harry continued describing his dream as best he could, while Rei listened in amazement. How had he known these things when she had only seen this exact thing in the fires on Mars? Why would the sacred fires show her Harry's dream? There was only one reason she could think of that would explain why she had been previously shown these dreams. She would do it. If she were wrong then that was too bad but she was sick of waiting for him to remember on his own...
"And then the weird Sailor Mars started laughing really hard and she turned back into Rei, still laughing her head off. But... I dunno... in her eyes, it's kinda like she's apologising to me. Like the laughter had to come out or something." He paused and looked at the Princess's amused eyes, "You probably think I'm insane now don't you?"
"No. Not really Harry. I'm just surprised that's all. See about a month ago, I saw that exact same dream or image in the sacred fires." She smiled,
"The whole thing?" Harry asked meekly going slightly red again. He had completely skipped over the bit where he had kissed her or Rei or Mars or whoever.
Rei nodded slowly, smiling ever so softly. She stared intently at Harry for a while longer before reaching out and touching his face ever so gently, "I do believe you left a part out." She smiled lightly as Harry stared intently at her playful features.
"Um... I..." He couldn't get it out. Those eyes drew him in too deeply and his mind hardly worked. Hell he could hardly think period. That's why when he felt the soft pressure of the Princess's lips against his own, that his eyes closed without thought.
The kiss was extremely brief. But it triggered something inside of Harry. A blinding white light filled his vision as his hands flew up to try and ease the excruciating pain that seeped through his mind.
As surprise flared through Reia, she quickly reached out and wrapped her arms comfortingly around Harry. She knew just how painful memories that had been locked away for a long time could be when they finally returned. She herself experienced it each time she died, and a few times when she was alive. Either way it still throbbed and stung her mind until the flashes vanished and your mind re-oriented itself. Then the pain would instantly vanish. It was rather unnerving.
But until it was over, Harry would need all the comfort he could get...
It was a good few minutes until Harry unclenched his eyes and slowly opened them, looking around as if doing so clearly for the first time.
His attention quickly riveted on Reia as she smiled questioningly at him. She let go and shuffled away slightly as he stared at her almost in a trance.
Closing her eyes for a moment to try and keep her self under control, it took Reia a while before she opened them again. "Harlan?" she asked quietly.
Harry, or Harlan, smiled lightly before he wrapped his arms around her in a tight hug, "This feels weird but thank you Reia." He mumbled into her hair.
"You are very welcome... but I think I deserve more than just a hug." She pouted adorably as she moved back and gave Harry a pointed look.
Laughing, Harry obliged and pressed his lips gently yet firmly to hers. Moving back again he grinned, "Enough?"
"You haven't seen me in over a century, and I have not kissed you once in all that time... well until today. What do you think?" she asked him in an annoyed tone.
"So sorry oh mighty one, but business hours are over for the day, please come back tonight." He grinned when she pouted again.
"Fine. But it's your loss." She glared at him and rose to her feet, quickly turning to leave.
Arms instantly snaked around her waist as Harry rose to his feet, and pulled her back to him, "Prince Harlan... remove your arms right this second before I'm forced to hurt you," she spoke angrily attempting to wriggle out of his grip. All Harry did was hold on tighter.
"You don't mean that Pyro." He grinned inhaling the sweet rosy scent of her hair, allowing his breath to tickle her ear.
"Harry. Don't." she hissed softly. He always used to know how to make women melt back in the silver alliance and apparently he had even remembered all of that particular skill too. Damn.
"Don't what?" he mumbled innocently, when he felt Reia draw another shuddering breath.
She struggled against his grip once more, but Harry's hold remained firm. Getting an idea, she let herself go rigid before relaxing completely into his arms. This had surprised Harlan enough to make him loosen his grip momentarily, allowing Reia precious few seconds she needed to slip out of his grasp and start running.
Looking back over her shoulder she couldn't help but giggle at Harry's face as he snapped out of his surprised daze and began chasing her. Reia ran as fast as she could, ducking low branches and jumping over small bushes, rushing around corners and slipping between servants. She didn't even stop when she heard her father calling her over to one of the Moon Lyndale trees in the small grove visible from the sleeping quarters of The Alliance's Royal Guests.
Sprinting the stretch of the gardens she ran straight for the hedge maze, hoping to lose the persistent prince in its mind twisting corridors and high leafy walls. Taking two rights, a left, another two rights, one more left, then jogging straight down the isle until she came to the clearing, Reia slowed to a stop and turned around, looking to see if she had lost him.
When no one followed, she sighed in relief, leaning against the hedge beside her, a few thorns pricking her back, but she didn't mind. She appreciated the brief rest. However it didn't last very long for seconds later a hand grabbed her elbow, spinning her around only to see that Harry had taken a different route and had most probably come through the clearing via one of the many other openings.
Damn him and his Jovian blood. If it were anyone else, he would have been lost in an instant. "And just where did you think you were going? Hmm? I never said you could leave,"
"According to you, PRINCE Harlan, business hours were over... and unfortunately I am permanently unfree for the remainder of this millennium," was her annoyed remark. All she had asked for was a kiss from the man she loved and he had refused! Jokingly so, granted, but she had missed him so much, and he didn't even realise who she was until about ten minuets ago! She was extremely upset with him at this point.
"Come on Pyro, don't be like that." He grinned brushing his fingers across her cheeks.
"It's your own fault. Now kindly remove your hand." She paused and waited. After thirty seconds he had not even budged; so she sent him a deadly glare at him, "NOW dear prince. Not next century."
"But my hand is very comfortable right where it is, Princess Reia. What if I don't want to remove it?"
"Then you wont have that hand for very much longer." She yanked her arm out of his grasp and spun around on her heal, walking off to one of the openings.
She didn't get very far, because next thing she knew, Prince Harlan... or rather 'Harry' in the form he was in, appeared before her blocking her path. Taking a step back in surprise, Reia glared at him. He stepped forward and she moved backwards, keeping distance between them. They did this until Rei found herself backed up against the fountain's edge. Harry continued to move forward until he towered over Rei whom had fallen back onto her bum on the edge of the fountain.
Rei looked up at him, startled when he dropped his hands down onto the ledge she sat upon, arms either side of her. His face was not more than an inch away from hers but he made no move forward yet, "Don't be mad Pyro. I was only joking." He whispered softly, resting his forehead on hers.
"You didn't know who or what I was until today. You didn't even know who YOU were until ten minutes ago Prince Harlan... Harry. I've known who you were since I went back to Mars... I've missed you so much it hurts, and you refuse me..." she mumbled almost brokenly as she closed her eyes, holding back torrents of tears.
"Pyro... I'm so sorry." His voice was low and tender, as he lifted one and rested it on her cheek. Before Reia could snap back to her angry senses, Prince Harlan's lips captured her own in a soul searing kiss. Their tongues danced together in an affectionate ritual, unpractised between them for more than a century.
When they broke apart, Harlan wrapped his arms firmly around Princess Reia's waist, drawing her up into his tender embrace as he ran kisses down her neck and along her shoulder.
Reia closed her eyes in pure bliss as she rested one hand on his shoulder and weaved the other through his hair, playing gently with the messy black tresses. They did not note that two couples wandered into the clearing, stopping dead in their tracks and watching them. They didn't see the smiles plastered on the face of both of the wedded pairs who watched on waiting to be noticed.
When Harry pushed down one of the spaghetti straps holding up Reia's dress, a nervous laugh and cough made them aware that they were no longer alone. As Harry snapped his head around the Royal Jovian Armour materialised on his body.
The minute Prince Harlan's eyes fell upon the green clad couple he froze. Mind running a mile a minute, he sent them a hostile glance that made the Jovian Queen wince inside. "Harlan. My son!" she welcomed non-the-less, opening her arms to embrace him, but Harlan did not move an inch.
"Harlan?" Reia asked gently when she felt him go rigid with anger in her arms. His green eyes were full of outrage and betrayal yet still he made no move to respond.
"Harlan?" asked Queen Lilieth nervously, moving forward in an attempt to hug him again.
"Why did you never come for me?" his voice was quiet but there was an undeniable frost in his words.
"We couldn't-"
"Why did you make me live alone with those mortals, thinking I was an orphan?!" the instant rise in his voice surprised those who were present. Prince Harlan rarely raised his voice. It was highly unlikely that he would have ever done it to his parents, and even less likely that he would yell at his mother.
"We couldn't!" Queen Lilieth defended, eyes pleading her son to believe her, as she reached out for her only son and remaining child.
"Harlan simply stepped back, unconsciously pulling Reia with him, "Yes, you could have. You let me think that father and you were dead! Not for a day, for my entire rebirth! The least you could have done was let me know you were alive!" his eyes shined with pained tears that he refused to allow to fall.
Reia tightened her hold around him, trying to give him as much comfort as she could. The pain was radiating off him in torrents as he drew strength from his love's embrace.
"Queen Selenity told us that if the Terran was to be saved, the we could not interfere." King James had spoken up for the first time since they had arrived.
"I don't care! She could have been Wrong! No, she IS wrong! The Terran is still in danger of being destroyed by Voldemort anyway!!"
"No my son... As 'Harry', your presence is like a beacon of hope to the Terrans. On Earth, you are the-boy-who-lived and so long as there is hope, there is still a chance for them. It is you who must kill the dark lord. IT has been prophesised by fate. The senshi are not allowed to do anything to him directly, but that does not mean they cannot hunt down and destroy his forces. They have been doing that-"
"You still lied to me! Your own flesh and blood!" he yelled angrily moving out of Reia's arms.
"Harlan, please-"
"No! You lied! Stop." he held his hand up cutting her off, "I don't want to hear it." He turned and vanished in an angry flash of lighting.
After a long silence, Reia spoke up with a gentle voice, "Maybe I should go after him... I'll try to calm him down... Talk some sense into him." She hugged Queen Lilieth into a brief embrace, sending an apologetic look towards King James and her parents, whom were standing beside him, before stepping back and allowing the flames to cover her, taking her to Harry's energy signal.
Queen Lilieth stood frozen in sorrow for a few moments before she ran into her husband's arms, tears running down her cheeks in little stream, "Lily, I'm sorry. I should have warned you that he would have been hostile. I saw it in his stance when I first laid eyes upon him..." Athena apologised softly, resting her hand on her friends shoulder comfortingly.
"Just give him time. Sooner or later, he will listen to reason. Every man must. Reia will do all she can too help you." Ares sounded troubled though his attention was not on the couple that were so distressed, but concentrated on a familiar waning energy signature. What was going on with Saturn? Her energy was fluctuating immensely, going to extremely high peaks before falling dangerously low. Was she in trouble?
Battle Field.
Saturn sliced through the last Youma and watched as it imploded upon itself, turning to dust. Sighing in relief. She lowered the glaive and closed her eyes, drawing in a deep breath... Because she had let her guard down, Saturn did not see or sense the large ball of fire, as the leader of the last platoon of Youma flung it at her. She did not realise that that an ice ball, lightning ball and a black glowing orb had joined the fiery one and were headed straight for her back.
Only when she turned and opened her eyes did she scream as the combined Youma attack slammed into her gut full force, sending immense loads of pain shooting through her body. Flung back by the strength of the blast, Hotaru managed to look in the direction that the energy had come from and her heart almost stopped. There were at least another five hundred platoons stepping out of portals behind her in perfect condition, ready to fight.
She managed to keep from panicking but she knew that if she tried to fight them alone without aid, she would surely be killed... There were at least fifteen whole platoons with sharp objects for arms and legs that could easily kill her should they slide quickly from shoulder to shoulder.
Doing the only thing she could think up she threw up a silent shadow shield trapping all the Youma in it's middle, before she summoned a portal and dragged her half dead body into it.
By the time the vortex threw her onto the courtyard of the Silver palace, Hotaru's wounds were bleeding heavily, and with the strain of maintaining a shadow shield, she could not call upon her healing powers lest she run the risk of feinting and dropping the screen.
Struggling to her feet as blood soaked through her senshi uniform, she completely ignored the students who were staring at her wide-eyed students whom had returned from their shopping trip in the city. Because she was concentrating so hard on placing one foot in front of the other without collapsing face first onto the ground, Saturn did not notice when one Draco Malfoy didn't appeared among the students whom were watching her.
Most of the people watching were in complete and utter shock. They had never seen the stoic warrior of Saturn so badly wounded. In fact, they had never seen her wounded, period. Because of their shock, no one made a move to help her as she stumbled into the throne room, and collapsed onto hands and knees.
"Saturn!!" exclaimed Prince Delano as he rose to his feet and rushed down to his sister's side. Helping her stand he checked her wound before placing is hand over the major one in her gut and healing it with a black bout of magic. "What happened?!" he exclaimed angrily, dark magic crackling in the air around him, "Why are you so injured? Why haven't you healed yourself? Better yet, how did whoever did this get close enough to touch you?!"
"Delano." She mumbled in annoyance, "I know you're worried and all... but could you shut up for a second... my head is killing me and it's hard enough to maintain a shadow shield without someone nagging on me,"
"Why do you need to maintain a shadow-"
"To keep the Youma I couldn't handle trapped until I was rejuvenated."
"Couldn't handle? You, the great Sailor Saturn couldn't handle a bunch of Youma?"
"Oh shut up idiot. Unless your definition of a bunch of Youma, is a couple of thousand platoons then no." she growled, just as Prince Draconis entered the throne room and she collapsed from the blood loss. She would not die, but she would be aching badly when she regained the use of her injured legs,
"Perhaps we should leave the de-briefing until after you've been treated Saturn. Prince Delano, please take your sister to the medical wing for immediate healers attention. My son, please join us, we were just starting the meeting." Queen Selenity said with light amusement as Saturn grumbled colourful words under her breath.
"If that damn healer try's to knock me out with one of his spells, expect him to be missing a limb the next time you see him." Yelled Saturn as Delano carried her out of the throne room and up the stairs, heading for the medical wing.
Ok people, sorry it took so long to get this chapter out, but I'm also going back and re-editing my earlier chapters. I was reading them the other day and I realised that the amount of spelling and grammar mistakes in them are atrocious. SO I've edited and uploaded the first four chapters as well as updating this one. Please R+R. Minimum 15 again! It took a lot of work to manage to get this up as soon as I did and thank you all soooooo much for your reviews. I'm really happy you hit fifteen and went over so quickly!! R+R and you'll get the next chapter sooner!!
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