Hey I'm back. Thanks for the reviews!
I know it's been a while, but I've had family issues, though none of it is bad.
About two and a half months ago Tawnya and I were on vacation, and we ran into someone.
Saunya: Hi guys! I'm Saunya, Ava's identical twin. We were separated at birth, and met when Sis and I left our rentals at the same time and saw each other.
That was weird, like looking in a mirror.
Saunya: So you've said Sis. Anyway, we're identical, so if ya want to know what I look like, see Sis's profile.
I'm also married...
On the same day as me and Tawnya.
Saunya: I know. That was weird. Even more so that my name is similar to Tawnya's. Anyway, I have my own, beautiful wife Sarah, and we're now living with Sis for job purposes, so you'll hear from Sarah and I again. Back to ya Sis.
Thanks Sis. In other news, before I get to the main event, Saunya and I reconciled with our Mom. Well mostly me. Saunya didn't grow up like I did.
Saunya: I'm still not sure if that's a good thing or not.
Me neither, but we have each other now, and Mom when she gets released.
Anyway, I've started a new Harry Potter crossover section called 'The Power He Knows Not.' It's a series of oneshot previews of my Harry Potter crossover ideas, where Harry is replaced with various superpowered heroines. Each is set during the climax of Chamber if Secrets, after Voldermorte asks "what is the Power that you possess, that you were left with nothing but a scar, whilst Voldemorte's powers were destroyed?", after which they proceed to kick his ass.
Saunya: Great stories by the way. I particularly enjoyed your Card Captor Sakura crossover, though the others are good too.
Thanks Sis. Anyway, on to the next chapter of Takamachi Nanoha and the Philosopher's Stone...
Saunya: Is this the story where you paired Nanoha with Fate and...
Hey! Spoiler Alert! Seriously.
Saunya: Right. Sorry Sis.
No prob. It's not like I haven't hinted at it. Anyway, here we have the gratuitous Forbidden Forest chapter, where Harry gets a bit of the spotlight, more info on the universe of the fic that is a little heavy for most people I think but is important, and more foreshadowings.
Saunya: You really are a fan of those aren't you.
You said it Sis. Wanna help me start?
Saunya: Sure!
Anywho, that said...
Saunya: As always...
Both: Enjoy!
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"Hey you three," Harry said as he, Ron, Hermione, and Neville and sat at their table in the library.
Nanoha and Fate looked up from the Takamachi Grimorie. "Hello. Did you get the missive?"
Harry nodded. "Yeah. Detention tonight."
"I still can't believe you're going Nanoha," Ron said, "Isn't taking care of a dragon enough?"
Nanoha had volunteered to help Hagrid take care of Noberta until she could travel, McGonagal, Snape, and Dumbledore obliging when they learned of her fireproofness. They had been unsurprisingly skeptical until Norberta, at Nanoha's command, had bathed the mage in flame.
Nanoha shook her head. "Norberta is sweet. Like a big cat."
"A firebreathing cat," Ron said.
"Does not bother me," Nanoha said with a shrug.
"You're the only one who's fireproof," Ron said.
"Not quite," Fate interjected. "My Lightning affinity renders me immune to regular lightning, so regular flame is not a problem for me either. Magical flame on the other hand is since it is a different type. I would not want to test myself against a dragon's flame, even if I will heal in a couple of days."
"How are the Griffyndore's treating you," Nanoha asked, changing the subject, "Are they still giving you trouble?"
The Griffyndores had not been happy when they had discovered that Harry, Ron, Hermione and Neville had lost them two hundred points in a single night, and had started snubbing the four and causing a little trouble with tripping jinxes or stinging hexes and other schoolyard jinxes that caused not real damage. Their anger though was tempered somewhat by the one hundred points Nanoha and Fate had lost Slytherin, and Harry turning a number of spells against their casters, thanks to Nanoha and Fate's training. That and they were careful to cause no real harm; even the Griffyndores did not want the Takamachis after them for hurting their friends.
The Slytherins were not happy either, though they were smart enough not to even try to make trouble with the Takamachi Terrors. Plus Nanoha and Fate earned the most points for Slytherin anyway, and made up for it on the pitch.
"Alright," Harry replied, "It's getting old though."
"What are you two reading," Hermione asked. "I've never seen that book before."
"The Takamachi Grimorie," Nanoha said. "I would let you look, but the spells take a lot of power, and are my family legacy."
Neville and Ron shook their heads.
"She couldn't read it anyway," Neville told them, "I'm a bit surprised you can Fate. Only one with the family blood could read a family grimorie, unless you were blood adopted."
Nanoha and Fate looked at each other. "Not to my knowledge," Fate said after a moment, "though my blood was mixed with Nanoha's when she added me to her vaults."
The two purebloods frowned thoughtfully.
"I not entirely sure that would work, but it might," Ron said, "I remember Bill, my brother who works for them as a cursebreaker, mentioning something like that.
"You know anything Nev?"
The pudgy boy shook his head. "Blood magic isn't exactly received well by the Light families," he said somewhat hesitantly.
"Sounds like something we should look into," Nanoha said. "Are you ready for detention tonight Harry?"
Harry nodded. "I have my Quidditch gear up in my trunk. You?"
Nanoha and Fate shook their heads. "We have our own gear actually," Fate said, "from our job."
Mentally Fate sent, "Are you bringing..."
"Yes, I'm bringing my katanna," Nanoha sent with a mental sigh. "I have it here now. But it's staying in my pocket unless I need it. My shinai should be enough for now.
"I'll have my limiter at fifty percent, and will do it fully if I have to. I can kill something with my shinai with brute force if need be."
Nanoha said aloud, "You can use my Quidditch armor if you like Hermione. You are a little taller, but short enough that a temporary enlargement charm should work."
Hermione shook her head. "I know we're going with Hagrid, but don't you think you're taking it a bit too far?"
"We're talking about someone who tried to raise a dragon in a wooden hut," Harry reminded them. "Best to be prepared."
"What," Hermione asked with a shrug. "It's not as if we're going into the forest."
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"You'll be serving detention with Hagrid tonight," Filtch told the group of five as they began the half mile journey for Hagrid's hut. "He's got a lil' job ta do. Inside the dark forest."
Nanoha, Fate, and Harry turned to look at Hermione.
"What," she whispered as Filtch went on about the older punishments, "He's obviously joking. Besides, I thought you two were going to wear armor or something."
Nanoha was wearing a white, hooded trenchcoat buttoned against the cold with pink star-shaped buttons, each button having five holes. It was a bit loose, ending at her knees, with six pockets: one on each breast two slit pockets where Nanoha had her hands, and one side pocket on each flap. It also had two slits hidden with the two main pockets so that Nanoha could get at the pockets of her skirt. Visible where the coat ended was a near ankle length skirt that hung loosely, and was split for ease of movement, and trimmed with a black line two inches from the bottom, reminding Harry of the school uniform they had worn when he first saw them. A raised hood that hid her shinai hilt completed the outside outfit, the hood stopping an inch or so past her forehead.
Fate was wearing her standard Barrier Jacket, but hidden underneath a black, yellow buttoned trenchcoat styled like Nanoha's to avoid questions.
"They are underneath," Nanoha said simply, thinking of the Kevlar/carbonfiber blend copy of her school shirt she wore over the breastplate the vampires had given her. Her skirt was in fact the same material, and sandwitched over a thin layer of chainmail made of links small enough that it flowed enough like normal fabric to not be noticed.
"Uh...Nanoha-san," came Parkinson's hesitant voice, "may I speak to you for a moment?"
"Sure." Nanoha hung back a little, though Fate remained within earshot.
"Thank you for letting me borrow your Quidditch gear," Parkinson whispered. "You didn't need to."
"Well I was not going to let you walk out without some kind of protection," Nanoha stated. "But why on Earth did you turn us in in the first place?"
At that, her shy demeanor changed, her hard expression coupled with the green and silver armor of the Quidditch gear made her slightly menacing. "You stole Draco away from me."
Nanoha blinked. "I beg your pardon?"
"Oh don't give me that," Parkinson snapped, "I know you like-like him. Why else would you..."
She was interrupted as Nanoha and Fate giggled, coming to a stop as they did so.
"What's so funny," Parkinson demanded, hands on her hips.
"We're gay," Nanoha said once she could breath.
"Not to mention that we are together," Fate added. She then looked at Parkinson sharply, disguised purple eyes brimming with promise as she continued angrily, "And if you have a problem with that..."
"No, no, no, no," Parkinson said quickly, waving her hands, "It's fine."
The two mages then continued walking, Parkinson following close behind.
"I am a little surprised you took it well Parkinson-san," Nanoha said as they reached the edge of Hagrid's garden.
The curly haired brunette waved a hand dismissively. "Purebloods need to marry their cousins to stay pure," she said primly, "and it's quite common to have lovers of the same sex; particularly since there are potions that allow them kids.
"Frankly I'm surprised to hear that you're together since you're muggle raised."
Nanoha grinned at her. "Our older brother is married to our sister/cousin- long story-" she added at Parkinson's raised eyebrow, "and our friend's older sister."
Now both eyebrows raised.
"In the muggle world polygamy and incest, while uncommon, are not unheard of," Fate explained, "They have been legal for almost ten years now, at least in certain circumstances."
"Really? That's actually kind of cool."
"Yes, it is," Nanoha said as Fate held her close. "Besides, Fate and I share a connection. From the moment we met eyes, it felt like I knew her."
Parkinson's eyebrows raised again, "Really? That sounds like..."
"Yer late," came Hagrid's dejected booming voice.
The three Slytherins turned to the others and Hagrid. He was wearing his great hairy coat, and carrying a crossbow that looked almost as long as Nanoha was tall. His eyes were red, and there was a hint of water in them...but his face was sad.
"Blood hell man yer not still upset 'bout the dragon are ya," Filtch asked, a kind note in his voice.
"Norberta's gone," Hagrid told them in a half sob.
"But that's good man," Filtch said, "she'll be with her own kind. Betta fer her."
"That is true, Hagrid," Nanoha said before give a quick nod at Filtch in silent thanks, "I miss her too, but Hogwarts is no place for a baby dragon. Even if I can not get hurt by her I can not take care of her and my schoolwork too. It was just too much to handle."
"The girl's right mate," Filtch said, clapping the half giant on the back, "Now buck up man, yer goin' into the forest afterall!
He looked at the seven students. "Got to 'ave yer wits about ya," he said, rolling his eyes scarily
Hermione's and Parkinson's eyes widened.
"The forest!" Parkinson squeaked.
"I thought that was a joke," Hermione added.
"Ain't no joke about de forest," Filtch said. "Reason I respect Hagrid. He gets through with out all the hocus pocus nonsense." He thumped his chest with a fist. "Like me taking care of you brats."
"But we can't go in there," Parkinson insisted fearfully, "Students aren't allowed."
"No' u'less supervised," Hagrid said, " 'n as long as me 'n Fang are wit' ya ye dunt afta werry."
"But there are werewolves," Parkinson said softly, before glancing up at the sky. "Oh. Right. No moon." she said deadpanned, slightly amused with herself despite the situation for missing something so obvious.
"Yeah no moon girly," Filtch said. "Be back in a few hours mate," he said to Hagrid before heading back to the castle.
"Will we truly be alright Hagrid," Neville asked.
"Ye'll be fine," Hagrid said, buckling a quiver of crossbow bolts across his middle. "Nuttin' in da fo'est'll 'arm ye as long as yer wit' Fang er me. Fo'est critters kno' us see."
He picked up his crossbow and a lantern. "Well. Let's be off. Ya'll get ba'ind me signal file. Fang'll gedda rear."
The eight people plus dog filed out, Hagrid first then Harry, Hermione, Ron, Neville in the center, Parkinson, Nanoha, Fate, and Fang.
Hagrid was a true woodsman, his bulk belying the silence with which he moved through the Forbidden Forest as he practically glided through the trees. Nanoha and Fate matched him, used to it from Bureau training and tailing suspects.
The others were not quite as silent, but their small size helped. Harry in particular was the most quiet despite the red and gold Quidditch armor he wore under a black oversized sweater and baggy bluejeans, a testament to his training progress, though Neville came a close second.
After a few minutes of walking, Parkinson whispered, "I'm sorry for getting you into this."
"It is fine, Parkinson-san," Nanoha assured her as she used her Spacial Awareness to, figuratively speaking, keep an eye out. It was only a twenty meter radius, but it was enough to detect danger a safe distance away.
"No it's not," Parkinson insisted, "It was stupid and petty." She began to nearly sob, emphasizing with her hands, "But when Draco stopped being with me to spend time with you..." she trailed off.
"You were scared weren't you," Fate told her, "Scared that he would abandon you."
Not trusting her voiced, Parkinson nodded.
"You could have just joined us you know, Parkinson-san," Nanoha told her, blinking as a puddle of blood came into her awareness. "You still can. Fate and I will vouch for you."
Parkinson smiled. "Pansy. Call me Pansy."
The mages smiled as Hagrid called a halt at the puddle.
He bent down to examine it.
Nanoha and Fate blinked. It looked like liquid mercury, and seemed nearly as thick, and have the same consistency, but most of all it carried a bit of magic in it.
Powerful Magic.
"What is it with Earth and Lost Logia," Fate sent.
"What is that Hagrid," Hermione asked.
Hagrid dipped a sausage like finger into the pearlessent substance before raising the blood covered digit so that they could see it.
"Dat's unicirn blood dat is." He wiped it clean on the grass.
"Oh the poor thing," Pansy cried.
"Aye," Hagrid said with a nod. "Foun' un dead a few weeks ago. Now dis un's ben 'urt bad by sommat, but da trail forks off.
"So Nanerha, Fate, Ron, and Neville will go with me."
The four nodded.
" 'arey, you go with Parkunsin 'n Hermione."
"Then we get Fang," Parkinson said, eying the enormous boarhound's claws and teeth. The big animal was nearly big enough for the girl to ride.
" 'cerse ya do," Hagrid said with a smile. "Ef ya find da unicirn send up green sparks. Red sparks ef yer in trouble."
The three nodded and set out, following the right trail.
"Stay close ta me ya t'ree," Hagrid said.
They followed the trail. After a few moments Fate asked, "What could kill a unicorn Hagrid?"
"Nuttin' good. Unicirns er too fast 'n agile."
"What do you think Nanoha," Fate sent.
"Don't know. If I remember our reading right, werewolves are too slow."
"Vampires? Bad ones?"
"Still too...What's that? I'm sensing..."
A few moments later, a figure emerged from the near darkness. The naked torso of a black bearded man materialized, attached to the lower end of a jet black stallion.
A Centaur.
"Hagrid," the centaur said gruffly, "you should not be here. Mars is bright tonight."
" 'en needer should wats killin' unicirns, Bane," Hagrid replied, " 'ave ye seen anytin'?
"Mars is bright tonight," Bane repeated, glowing black-brown eyes peering at the students. Then his eyes widened as they landed on Nanoha and Fate. "Daughters of the Star, you of all people...No perhaps it is better for you two to be here," he amended gruffly, "even if you are human."
Suddenly green sparks lit the sky behind and to the right of them.
"Dey found et," Hagrid said, "Let's go."
"Hold up a moment," Nanoha said, "What did you mean by 'Mars is bright tonight', and Daughters of the Star?"
Bane hesitated, at war with himself to keep from answering the hated human, but she is HER daughter, he thought to himself. "Centaurs,"he said in his native tongue, "Read many things in the stars. See things with magic, not otherwise visible to the human eye."
He hesitated, and then added, "It is possible for Humans as well.
"And Daughters of the Star," Fate asked, neither she nor Nanoha realizing that she was reflexively speaking Centauri.
"The Great One. Greatest of the Five."
Nanoha looked at him oddly. "Five what?"
They were interrupted by two loud piercing screams split the night.
Nanoah's head whipped around as a blood red auraed blue light lit the sky. "Harry!" She sped away, leaping and jumping over tree roots, fallen logs and other obstacles.
"Kuso," Fate cursed as she hurried after her.
["I'm glad I've recovered enough for this,"] Nanoha said in Japanese, as she grabbed her pink ivory wand.
A sickly yellow light lit air. Her eyes widening at the silent cutting curse she thought, 'Must go faster!'
A few deft taps released her limiter, and her speed increased as her arms and legs pumped faster than before as blue light flared, followed by another yellow. Nanoha sprinted, her powerful limbs churning in a delicate balance of speed and power.
As she neared the clearing, Nanoha began to chant.
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Ten minutes earlier:
Harry led the group down the trail, Hermione on his left, Parkinson on the right. A few minutes in, Parkinson said, "I'm sorry about all this."
Harry smiled. "You talked to Nanoha didn't you."
Parkinson nodded. "I was a fool."
"We all make mistakes," Hermione said. "Look at me, I tried to be helpful and prove myself too eagerly, and I alienated nearly everyone. Nanoha helped me get over that mostly."
"She is something isn't she," Parkinson said as they came into a log lined clearing about fifty yards wide.
In the center was the unicorn, the sight of the pearl colored, bleeding animal causing the girls to cry.
Wordlessly, Harry raised the holly wand and sent up green sparks.
Wary of attack, he cautiously approached the downed animal.
Then suddenly a black cloaked shape glided over the log.
The girls screamed as the shape advanced dropping to the ground. Parkinson wrapped the boarhound in a tenacious hug as the huge beast growled menacingly.
Harry though, had been training the past six months by two girls who had fought an eldrich abomination, one who had engaged it- and a troll- in hand-to-hand.
Taking a cue from Nanoha, he pumped as much magic as he could into his spell: "Flippendo!" The blue light of the Knock-back jinx, auraed in a blood red light, split the night. The thing was fast though and glided to the side, the bolt slamming into ground with a muffled explosion of earth. Raising a bony hand, it sent a sickly yellow light his way. Because the girls were behind him and would be hit if he dodged, Harry stood his ground but caught the light of the cutting curse on his left forearm. The sleeve of his shirt gave way, revealing the red and gold of his seeker bracers.
The sight of the armor gave the specter pause, gliding to a stop about five feet from Harry. {"What,"} it hissed surprised.
Harry smirked. {"I'm just full of surprises,"} he hissed back. Turning his head to the girls he shouted, "Run!" before leaping forward, kicking the thing in it's torso with a sweeping round house.
The specter floated backwards in obvious pain, reflexively casting an Expulso. The spell caught Harry in the center of his chest, sending him careening backward into one of the logs, wand flying from his grip.
His head, the only part of him not armored, struck the log. As he shook his head out of the daze, the specter aimed his hand at the girls and shot another jet of sickly yellow light at Hermione.
Parkinson's eyes widened at the cutting curse and, wanting to redeem herself for getting them into this mess let go of Fang and dived in front of it. The curse caught her in the chest, but was turned away by the green and silver breastplate. She fell to the ground, pulling Hermione with her.
He angrily stood as the specter advanced, jumping in between it and the girls, his right leg sweeping behind him as he brought his guantleted fists up into a stance.
Then a familiar voice shouted, "Oh Holy Light of the Gods, come to my assistance!"
The world was bathed in a familiar magenta colored light. Harry reflexively dropped to the ground in a sprawl as Nanoha continued: "Form spheres that reverberate through the sky under my guidance: Divine Shooter..."
There was a loud thump and a crack of wood behind him...
And then the White Devil made her presence known, falling from at least twenty feet in the air, auburn pigtails, white ribbons, skirt, and coat billowing, flanked by twin, three inch diameter balls of the magenta energy. She pointed her wand and shouted, "Shoot!"
The two balls fired off, fast enough that the specter couldn't dodge. They caught the thing in the center of it's chest, flinging it back into a log with a crash of cracking wood that littered the area.
Nanoha landed with a thump, letting out a winded breath as she trained her wand on the thing. She may have been able to get the Divine Shooter off, but it was a one shot deal with her core the way it was. "Are you alright Harry?" she asked, looking at him out of the corner of her eye.
Harry nodded as the thing shook its head. "Yeah, but Parkinson got hit."
"I'm OK," Parkinson squeaked, fingering the deep gouge in the breastplate left by the curse, "Armor saved my life."
Nanoha took a breath as she holstered her wand. "Good, now get out of here. Go the way I came. Fate will be just behind me."
The two nodded, then yelped as Fang maneuvered himself between their legs. They each grabbed fist fulls of his baggy skin and were barely situated on the huge hound before he turned around and galloped away, covering six to eight feet a stride.
Nanoha nodded at that and as she pushed back her hood, revealing the white handle of her shinai behind her left shoulder she sent, "Fate, Pansy and Hermione are headed your way on Fang. Another is coming, so we should be OK."
"OK."
Nanoha breathed deeply as the thing recovered.
"You OK," Harry asked, settling back into his stance behind her.
Nanoha nodded. "Alright. But I will not be able to get that spell off again anytime soon."
She grasped the handle with her right hand and drew it, revealing her practice sword as the thing picked itself up. The whole shinai was three feet long from tip to pommel. The six inch hilt was wrapped in white leather, quilted with pink string. The two and a half foot blade was four separate bamboo shafts that were colored a bright neon pink, and tied tight together with gold string. A circular gold crossguard completed the weapon. She brought it in a guard in front of her chest as the thing, Voldemorte, she belatedly realized pointed at her and hissed, {"AVADA KEDAVRA.}
Harry froze at the familiar sickly green bolt.
Nanoha, unable to dodge with Harry behind her, quickly brought the blade of the shinai in front of the curse with her right as as she covered her eyes with her left.
The wooden practice blade shattered, bits of wood dancing off her trenchcoat and arm.
Nanoha's eye narrowed in irritation. She flicked her right wrist, her pink ivory wand falling into her glove palm. "Oh Holy Light, Come to my aid. Form the everlasting Heavenly Blade. Divine Saber!"
Magenta light erupted from her wand, forming a energy katanna blade two and a half feet long.
Before anything else could happen a blonde centaur crashed into the clearing. Placing itself between Voldemorte and the Children-Who-Lived, he reared on his hind legs kicking his forelegs at Voldemorte. Voldemorte screeched and glided away, using the slope to take to the air.
Nanoha sighed as he left her range, letting the magic blade dissipate into magenta colored motes. "Thank you..."
"Fierenze," the blond, cleanshaven centaur said, turning to her and Harry.
"What was that thing," Harry asked.
Nanoha looked at him. "That was Voldemorte, Harry."
Harry's eye widened.
"You are correct, Daughter of the Star," Fierenze said as Nanoha knelt next to the unicorn, pearlessent silver blood soaking into the fabric of her skirt and coat. The base of the neck was grotesquely ripped open, showing the red inside of thick, corded muscle. Nanoha laid a hand on the unicorn as Fierenze continued, "It is a terrible crime to slay a unicorn..."
Nanoha felt the great beast stir. "It is not dead!"
Headless of Harry and Fierenze looking at her she gathered the last of her magic. Grateful that she had released her limiter, otherwise she would never have pulled this off, she called up her healing factor, infusing the gift into the magic. Slightly dizzy as her recovering core barely handled the magical strain she placed her hands on either side of the wound and pushed.
A neon pink glow surrounded her hands as sinew waved in the air, stitching itself together, followed by the skin and short, silver white fur.
It only took a moment, and the unicorn was standing in the air, its neck unblemished. Nanoha slumped to the ground, exhausted, but otherwise unhurt.
Harry stared. The majestic creature was huge, at least sixteen hands, its horn a royal purple. "Amazing," he breathed.
Fierenze looked at him. "You do not know the half of it little one."
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The unicorn bent its great head to Nanoha, nuzzling her ear.
Nanoha reached up, rubbing a hand along its muzzle. The unicorn whinnied softly.
"Hm?" Nanoha asked, "You want me to what?"
The unicorn gave a snort.
Understanding crossed her face. "Oh. Okay."
Nanoha shakily got to her feet. Reaching up to the horn she scratched lightly at its base with her right hand. After a few moments, the one and a half foot horn came loose, falling lightly into her left with a soft thump. It shimmered a moment, before turning a briliant hot pink the same color as her magic.
Stregnth surged within her, and while she knew her Linker Core had not healed, she was as fresh as she could be.
The beast lowered its head as a new horn grew to replace it, stopping its nose a foot or so in front of her.
Purple eyes stared into each other. "Thank you," Nanoha whispered. Nothing happened for a moment, then the unicorn gave a snort, blowing a breath of air at Nanoha that sent her hair flying as Hagrid, Fate, Neville, Ron, Hermione and Pansy- who still rode Fang, and another centaur came into the clearing. Nanoha giggled.
Fierenze spoke. "Harry Potter, Nanoha Takamachi. Here is where we leave you. You are safe."
Nanoha looked him in the eye. "Thank you Fierenze-san."
"So what did the unicorn do," Harry asked.
"She gave me her horn," Nanoha said, placing the now pink horn in her pocket just in time to be glompped by her favorite blonde. "Are you alright Nanoha," Fate asked.
"I am fine," the mage said.
"Let's get ya back ta da castel den," Hagrid said.
"I think Voldemorte's getting desperate," Nanoha sent as they headed off, carried by Fate.
"Yeah," Fate agreed. "I just hope he waits until you recover."
"Are you sure you don't want armor," Pansy asked Hermione. "Ow!," she whined as Hermione whacked upside the head.
Fate and Nanoha giggled.
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In the forest:
"That girl Fierenze..."
"I know Bane. Daughter of the Star. Greatest of the Five Beasts of Legend.
"Our kind were included in that title though," Bane said.
"Yes. But remember who she is."
"It's more then that. I looked at her...And I could help myself. I told her the secret of the Centaurs."
Fierenze's eyebrow rose.
"In the old tongue."
The other eyebrow rose. "And she understood?"
Bane nodded. "Understood and spoke. She and her sister."
"Then it's happened."
Bane nodded. "It is true." The leader of the Centaurs looked to the stars. "The Chosen walk the Earth again."
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Oh my gosh. This the longest chapter I have ever written.
Whelp. It's now the end game. Secrets have made themselves known and Pansy has joined the group.
In case you all are wondering about the legalization of Incest and polygamy, it's a dream of mine. I grew up in a loose place. I know many such couples and unions and support love in all it's forms. I'll have more info next A/N.
Anyway, next chapter it's down the trap door, where the main group is joined by a professor. So that said...
See ya next time.