Disclaimer: Sailor moon isn't mine, nor are Michiru and Haruka (under most unfortunate circumstances) Harry Potter is not mine either. The characters of Harry potter belong to JK rowling, so basically, this all adds to the grand total of :" Nothing is mine. At all. So good day.
A/N Important: The timeline is so screwed up in this story, just don't pay attention to it. This is an alternate universe fic. Just pretend that Haruka and Michiru already settled their differences with the inner sailors, and nowUsagi/ Serenahas been forced to acknowledge what their mission means. Harry Potter... well, we're pretending they're all in 7th year, and A-okay, alive, and while still fearing voldemort, not such a big issue in my story.
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"'Ogwarts? Load of rubbish. You're hearing to much old wives gossip." A chubby man with balding head and a bushy red beard said loudly, slightly drunk.
Haruka nodded and turned to go, disgusted.
Stepping outside of the roadside bar, the moon shone on the motorcycle a few feet away, with it's alert occupant.
"Anything?" Michiru asked as Haruka walked up to her.
"No. Looks like we're on our own."
"If we could just transform, we might be able to-"
"No, Michiru. We're both very weak right now, and we can't give ourselves away." Haruka said quietly, in a stern tone.
"Let's camp out tonight, 'Ruka, I feel like sleeping under the moon."
Haruka smiled softly down at her lover. "Okay, but lets find a spot away from all these… men." She spat the last word. So far they had almost been attacked, had Haruka not installed an almost unworldly engine in the motor cycle, near-robbed, had not Michiru held her own attack, suggestions of rape, and several men had, half-drunken, half-sober, flirted with Michiru.
Michiru nodded in agreement as they sped off.
For seemingly no reason, Haruka's eyes snapped open. It was still night, the moon was high, dawn was still far away. Seconds after her, michiru's eyes also opened, sensing her lover's uneasiness.
"Something's here." Michiru voiced Haruka's thoughts.
They immediately stood, back to back. "Ready?" Haruka asked, knowing what the answer would be.
"Always." Concealed within their clothes was their transformation sticks, always available.
At a sound they snapped their heads up. Above them, perched on a tree-branch, was an owl. But neither approached or calmed down. "It's not natural." Haruka whispered.
It flew down to meet them, as if hearing their thoughts. It was then Michiru noticed it had a letter hanging from it's claw, unmarked.
Michiru took it wearily, and Haruka never took her eyes off the bird as it stood there, looking up at them expectantly.
At michiru's gasp, however, Haruka's head snapped to the letter.
Ladies,
I understand you have been searching for my school. Perhaps we can arrange a meeting, I'm sure you intend no harm to my students. You will not find it, it is hidden from the outside world, but I may show it to you if you are what you appear to be.
Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster at Hogwarts school of witchcraft and Wizardry.
"Witchcraft? So they do exist." Haruka mused.
"You're not surprised, are you?" Michiru said coyly, then she furrowed her eyebrows. "But how are we supposed to meet him, he left no place." They heard a hoot, and they both remembered the owl once more.
Michiru bend down to meet the owl. "Do you know little guy?"
Another hoot. He turned around, and began hopping on the ground.
"He wants us to follow him." Haruka said, taking action immediately to ready the mottorcyle. Two hoots.
"I think he wants us to follow him on foot." Michiru said quietly. At her love's distressed look, she chucked. "I think the motorcycle will be safe, Haruka."
Reluctantly, Haruka turned away from her beloved Motorcycle, as Michiru took her hand and led her in the direction the owl was hopping in.
He led them into a cave not to far from where they were. Before they entered, they already felt the presence of something powerful, tightening their grip on each other, they went in.
At first, they saw nothing, and were considering going back, but all of a sudden, they saw the smallest glow around a boulder. The owl flew to the top of the boulder, and turned back looking at them. This was the end of their path.
They warily walked around the boulder, tensing, their transformer sticks close to hand.
But as they saw the source of the glowing light, they all but dropped the sticks, gaping wide-eyed at the sight.
A man with a long bushy beard sat in a richly furnished chair, wearing strangle purple robes, and a small purple sleeping hat, half-moon spectacles on the brin of his crooked nose.
Before him was a table set with tea, and a set of matching chairs, slightly lower than his, but equally as furnished. The chairs were facing what seemed a brick fireplace, which was so extremely out of place, that it mached everything else in the cave-room.
He looked up, taking notice of them. He had been reading a book. "Please, please, do come in and have some tea." He said, rising. "I am pleased you ladies accepted my invitation."
They walked slowly towards him, and shook the offered hand, then sat down, their guard up.
"I'm sorry for all the secrecy, but these are dangerous times in the wizarding world. I did not want the letter to be intercepted by our enemies. Don't worry, this cave is secretly spelled against eves droppers, and any muggles will not see it."
They look perplexed. He began to offer them some tea, but Haruka spoke up, firmly. "Will we be able to find the school or not?" Then she looked sharply at him. "And why can we never find it?"
His eyes twinkled. "It is spelled against any muggles, which are non-magical humans, and those who do not know where it is will never find it." Michiru looked thoughtful. "As for your attending, first you must tell me you business, and your names."
"I am Michiru Kaioh, also Sailor Neptune, and she is Haruka Tenoh, orSailor Uranus, we are not witches, we are sworn protectors of the universe."
"And who is it you serve?" he said calmly, as if this all came to him every day.
Haruka now spoke. "We are sworn under Princess Serenity of the moon kingdom, and future crystal Tokyo. She is the only one we answer to." Dumbledore seemed to look at them for a moment, before smiling.
"You speak the truth." He said pleasantly. "It is quite a relief. I was afraid you were more agents of the dark lord. It was a small fear, though, my instincts told me I would be able to judge you right. And what would your purpose be at Hogwarts?"
Michiru looked at him, for the first time letting her guard down. She knew they could trust him. She put a hand on Haruka's arm, and Haruka, though still slightly tense, let her guard down as well a bit more. Michiru spoke softly.
"We are hunting demons of our world, looking for the last three pure heart crystals. It is our sworn mission to find the last three pure-heart crystals, it will allow us to save this earth, and this Universe. We cannot tell you our whole mission. I believe you mean no harm to us, or our business either, but you must allow us entrance into your school." Her tone took on a slightly more determined one. "We will not interfere in your business, so long as you do not interfere in ours."
"And what will happen if you should fail…"
"Then this earth is condemned to its fate." Haruka said, her eyes closed, and head down.
Dumbledore was silent for quite a while, and then when he spoke, it was in a grave voice. "I will send for Hagrid to take you to Diagon alley. You will purchase your school items with the special school account we have for these matters. Then he will give you train tickets, and you will be sorted with the incoming first years." He stood, and they followed.
"Wait, train?" Haruka said suddenly.
"Yes, there's a special barrier, Hagrid will tell you about it."
"We can get there on our own. Just tell us where it is."
"It will be impossible to get there directly, it will be much easier on the tr-"
"I'm not leaving my Bike behind." Haruka said in an indomitable tone.
It was now Dumbledore's turn to look perplexed. "No electronics will work inside-"
"I'm… not… leaving… my… motorcycle… behind." She gritted out, looking menacingly at the old man. She had already been forced to leave her wonderful, fast, cars behind in the dust. It had nearly killed her. She would die before she left her cycle.
Dumbledore looked back calmly, but she never tore her eyes away. Dumbledore sighed, concealing a hidden grin. "Very well, Ill send Hagrid to spell it…"
"He's not touching my motor"
"-So it will be able to fly and follow his."
Michiru put her had on Haruka's arm to calm her.
"Okay." She said, speaking to Dumbledore, holding Haruka back.
They left the cave to go to their camping spot once more, this time with Dumbledore in tow.
"I see you traveled light." He commented, looking at the bags packed on the motorcycle.
They had left much of their stuff behind with Ray, who stored in a spare temple room their boxed things. If they found a new place, it would be shipped to them. They had only carried long-lasting, durable clothes, and two Kimonos, on the insistence of Michiru.
"We like speed." Haruka stated grimly, moving to their stuff, touching her Motorcycle in sweet relief. It was still there.
Dumbledore cocked his head, as if listening to something. "Hagrid should be here in about half an hour. He will know what to do, he can be trusted, but you need not dispense any unneeded information. When you get to the school, you will be sorted with the 7th years. If what I sensed was correct, you should be able to work the magic we have at school, disguised as transfer witch students. The teachers will of course, know of your special case, though nothing about your true motives."
"We're not witches." Michiru said in a troubled voice, not understanding.
"No. But the source of your power, while from a completely different root than ours, will be able to work something similar in this atmosphere, so long as you know the purpose of the spell. Your power will work on a whim, while ours works by worded command. I will give you special wands which will allow you to tap into this special power. I was assuming, of course, you would wish to go under-cover as students, considering your age."
Haruka nodded. "That will be acceptable."
"Very well, now I must take my leave. Hagrid should be here very soon. I trust you know how to keep a low profile perfectly."
"Yes." Michiru confirmed, nodded solemnly.
"Until sorting day, I believe, ladies."
Then he disappeared with a resounding pop. Startling the two girls slightly.
"Well, that was a new experience." Michiru said, leaning against Haruka, who half sat on her standing motorcycle. "With hopefully many more to come."
Haruka put an arm around the aqua-haired beauty, glowing in the moonlight. "Let's just enjoy the stars while we can." She said tenderly, savoring this moment, knowing it could be her last.
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