Lunar's Note: Okay, first thing, I want to dedicate this story to Lizzy (Elizabeth Bennett) 'cause without her I wouldn't know what to name this fanfic…or if I even should write it at all. So give her a round of claps, ladies and gentlemen! ;)
Second thing, I have already written the next seven or so chapters after this, so be ready for a whole lot of updates (not all at once though).
And lastly, the chapters that I've written so far are all 1 ½ to 2 pages. It's just how I may write the whole entire story. But I don't want to bore you all with this note. So please do stop reading this and go read the story!!
Also sorry for this chapter being so short...it's the prologue, so you'll live. ;)
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Full Summary of Monotonic Allurement of Stars: A lonely goddess has fallen from above, from the mighty monotonic allurement of stars. How does she know the headmaster so well? And why was she covered with blood when she first arrived? Plus, why does she have a baby with her? Strange miracles seem to happen everywhere she goes, whenever trouble happens. The important question is: Who is she? And is she friend or fore?
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Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or Sailor Moon. They belong to their respective owners.
"………" Talking
(Italics) Thinking *usually in italics and without the ()'s.*
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Monotonic Allurement of Stars
Created By: Labores Solis
Prologue of Monotonic Allurement of Stars
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A lone figure walked through the halls of Hogwarts. A staff by her side with a slightly broken crown on her head and what might have been two gigantic pure white wings (covered with blood now); red blood seeped through what use to be a delicate white dress, as her heels clicked on the cold pavement tiles of the school. The lone figure carried a sleeping child, that didn't even look older than two months. A vibrantly aura was surrounding both figures alone, a bright shining, one of those pure hearted.
The figure clearly knew where she was, as she was walking in many twists and turns. Arriving at two giant doors, she stopped walking. With the butt of her staff, she roughly pushed opened the doors revealing a giant hall with four tables and one in the immediate front. As if to protect the child from the many pondering eyes that came fourth, through the doors, she held her staff along diagonally in front of her as she solemnly walked in between the four brass long tables inside of the hall.
A blood trail followed the woman, occasionally feathers fell off the wings. Many young students screamed as they saw the blood. They did not know what to make of the woman or who she was. Many older students had their wands out and ready with a spell if needed to be called on the woman if she was an attacker. One thing was sure; no one knew why the woman was there or how she got past the wards that the Headmaster had designed for their school.
As the woman arrived at the front, she suddenly stopped walking as if to allow the Headmaster to examine her or something. Was this some type of prank played by the teachers or something? Many thoughts of that sort went through the students of Hogwarts. The Headmaster wasn't even aware of anything happening, all he had was a shocked look on his face as if he recognized the woman up close with his wand arm slowly lowering.
Maybe he knows her? That thought ran in the head of a certain fifth year student.
"It can not be…" The Headmaster softly mumbled to himself, stroking his long white beard, his wand gone and put away.
"Ah, but it is Albus," A soft voice rung around the room. Not one soul knew who the voice belonged to but the one thing they knew was that, the boys seemed enchanted by the woman's voice while the girls glared with envy in their veins and blood.
"It has been so long, my friend." The Headmaster exclaimed, gently hugging the woman being careful of the child in the arms of the woman.
"It certainly has. But atlas, we can not talk too much. Do you have a school nurse, perhaps?" The female gently asked smiling towards the Headmaster, but the Headmaster saw through her disguise, her smile did not reach her eyes meaning something was wrong.
Blood on her dress and wings is one thing, he could live with it, he has seen her come and gone with blood on her before that did not bother him one bit. Maybe towards the students it has, she has never once done anything, absurd as this.
"Pomphey dear, you are needed." The Headmaster gestured towards a woman who came to them immediately, already pushing the female out of the room, being careful of her wings.
As soon as Madame Pomphey escorted (more like pushed) the female out of the room with the Headmaster following them, chatter amongst the students broke out. Everyone was curious to who the woman was especially the baby. And why she had blood all over her. Although some thought she was related to the Headmaster, by how close they were and how her hair rivaled the Headmaster's hair. No one knew for sure her identity though.
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So what do you all think? Was it any good? I need to know now, so I can revise the first seven chapters after this to make it even better. Although, I don't think you all would want me to endure such pain, right? (*pouts*) Please don't. Haha, I'm kidding. But please do review and tell me what you think.