Moonlight War
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Disclaimer: Sailor Moon and Harry Potter do not belong to me. All characters, trademarks, etc. are properties of either Naoko Takeuchi, J.K. Rowling, Scholastic, and any other companies who have claim to the aforementioned properties. This is simply a fanfic, and as such no profit is derived from the distribution of said fanfiction.
Summary: To counter an unknown rising evil at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Hotaru Tomoe is sent there as a first-year student. Takes place after Stars in the case of the Sailor Moon universe, and during Harry, Ron, and Hermione's sixth year, although Hotaru is eleven in this fanfiction so as to avoid breaking any unmentioned rules in Rowling's world.
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Chapter 1
Letters from Hogwarts
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My name is Hotaru Tomoe, and I was always been slightly different than other children. For starters, I am a Sailor Senshi, one of the guardians of the Moon Kingdom. Another difference was that I was the carrier of Mistress 9 for the longest time. However, the one mystery remaining may well be the one that changes the lives of everyone I knew forever.
I have a pale complexion, one that most doctors say is unhealthy. I spent many days at a time staying in my room as a child, which was always dark. This caused my skin to become almost bone-white. My hair is blackish-violet. Normally, I wear either a black sweater and black pants, or a red sweater and a green skirt. The other kids at school call me a freak, but I was told to ignore them.
It all started one bright Wednesday morning. I was sitting at the table eating dinner with my foster parents, Michiru-mama and Haruka-papa. Michiru-mama was a tall, aquamarine-haired woman with a gentle air, while Haruka-papa was blonde and very rugged. They also both happened to be lovers, despite both being female.
"Hotaru-chan, you have a letter." Haruka-papa said, a knowing air covering her words.
"From who?" I asked eagerly, wondering who would send mail to them. No one except the other senshi knew where they were; after the battle with Galaxia, Michiru, Haruka-papa, and myself went into hiding to protect me. They knew that any enemy that arises now will be after either Usagi-chan's Ginzuishou or my abilities with Silence.
"Someone we knew vaguely from the Silver Millennium. His name then was Okairi, though he now goes by the name Albus Dumbledore." Michiru-mama replied. "He currently lives in England as headmaster at a school for people with magical talents similar, yet less destructive, than the powers our Sailor Crystals give us."
"May I see the letter?" I asked, immediately realizing the stupidity of my question.
"Of course. It is for you. Of course, the choice will be yours." Haruka-papa said.
Michiru-mama immediately ran up the stairs leading to the second floor of the building that we were hiding in. It was an old shack on the countryside of Japan that belonged, at one point, to my great-great-grandfather before he had to sell it.
A few minutes later, during which Haruka-papa thankfully left me alone to ponder what this 'Albus Dumbledore' could want from me, Michiru-mama returned, carrying an envelope made out of parchment, with a sign that had a lion, snake, badger, and eagle entwining around a large H. On the front was written my address all the way down to where I slept, which was a fairly large bedroom on the first floor.
Shocked at the thoroughness of addressing, all the way down to the exact addressing style, which was written in green ink, I began to frantically tear at the envelope. I wanted to eliminate the thing which blocked my view from the letter as soon as possible, and couldn't be bothered with simply removing the flap from the pocket.
Dear Ms. Tomoe,
I am sure that this may sound strange, but very dangerous things have been going on here at Hogwarts. I am asking, no, imploring, you to come here. You will be disguised as a first year student. There will be no problems, as you are a witch. I await your owl no later than September 1st.
Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress
Upon reading the letter, Haruka-papa and Michiru-mama looked at me expectantly, obviously waiting to hear my answer. Quietly, I nodded.
"Yes, I will help Albus-san and Minerva-san." I replied.
"We'll take you to Diagon Alley to get your supplies, which are on the other piece of parchment." Haruka-papa said.
That's when I noticed the second parchment, which did, as Haruka-papa had stated, contain the list of materials necessary for going to Hogwarts as a first-year. Some of the items seemed rather odd, too. Now, wands, a cauldron, a potion kit, and an animal I could understand. The same was true for robes. But the books seemed titled strangely, with many of the author's names relating to the apparent subject of the book.
"When shall we go, Haruka-papa, Michiru-mama?" I asked.
"Soon, Hotaru-chan. We just have to tell the Inners about our departure." Michiru-mama said.
That night I was unable to sleep. What could possibly threaten someone that my foster parents held in high regard? Sure, I do remember there being reports of unexplained disappearances in England… Could this have anything to do with those?
Sighing, I got up and put on my training suit. I had decided that there was no point in sitting around waiting for sleep to come, so I decided to dust off my Silence Glaive and see if a little glaive practice might soothe me enough to relax. It would definitely get me ready for whatever is happening in England.
But I found that relaxation would not come like that either. There was something missing…
"I thought I might find you here, Hotaru-chan." A voice said, making me jump.
I wheeled around and saw…
Haruka-papa. "Oh, it's you, Haruka-papa." I said, bowing.
Haruka-papa giggled slightly, surprisingly. "Now, now, Hotaru-chan. You've never been this formal with me. What's wrong?"
"Oh, I just couldn't sleep. I'm wondering what Dumbledore-sensei is worried about. From what you told me, he can handle any witch or wizard…"
"Hotaru-chan, I have a feeling that something worse than a witch or wizard is threatening Hogwarts."
"Chaos?"
"No, it's not strong enough for that. However, it seems to be strong enough to be labeled more dangerous than any enemy his world has faced. Now, we best return to our rooms."
"Yes, Haruka-papa."
When I reached my room, I decided to take another crack at sleep. Interestingly enough, I was able to fall asleep.
It was eight in the morning when I finally awoke. Haruka-papa and Michiru-mama had gone to Usagi-chan's house to tell them about the fact that I was leaving soon. It was already almost time to head to England. Apparently Dumbledore wanted me to be in London several weeks earlier to keep a close watch on one Harry Potter, who, as Dumbledore says, is a very popular enemy for one of his enemies.
I walked down to the kitchen and made myself a small sandwich. I then sat down and watched the news on television.
"Yet another strange occurrence in England. A fairly known businessman who makes drills, Mr. Dursley, was found dead in an alleyway. Reports are sketchy at best, but police link his death to several others that occurred in a similar fashion. The pattern of deaths, London police officials say, suggests the presence of a clever gang of serial killers operating in the London downtown area. Japanese travelers going to London are encouraged by immigration officials to avoid the downtown area…" the television set said.
"Well, unfortunately, I'm going to have to ignore the immigration officials." I thought ironically, turning the television off. Then I went to my room and began reading.
A few hours later, I heard the front door open. I bolted out of my room, nearly crashing into both Haruka-papa and Michiru-mama at the same time.
"Hotaru-chan! While I appreciate your enthusiasm at seeing us, I would be pleased if it were presented in a less… dangerous manner." Michiru-mama said, patting me on the back.
"Oh. When are we going?" I asked, eager to find out exactly what was going to happen.
"How about now?" Haruka-papa asked, and I nodded. "Very well, we'll go now."
"How are we getting to London?" I asked. "Teleport?"
"No, we're using a mode of transportation used by wizards and witches. Dumbledore taught us back during the time of the Silver Alliance." Michiru-mama said. "It's called a Portkey. Dumbledore's message says to touch the broken boot by the old willow whenever. He'll feel our presence and activate the magic."
"Right." I said, nodding.
We walked out onto the driveway and then to the old willow. It could be considered more of a broken collection of wood. It had been there for three generations, and had experienced more hardships than almost any living being in this world.
Rummaging through the garbage, we found what we were looking for; an old, half-eaten boot. It's black leather was cracked.
All three of us touched the boot, and immediately were whisked away.
When I felt my feet touch down on the ground, I was looking at what looked like an abandoned store. Strangely, Michiru-mama and Haruka-papa walked into the store. Feeling stupid, I followed them.
Upon entering the store, I found that it wasn't an abandoned store, but rather what looked like a bar with guest rooms.
"Care for anything to drink?" a voice asked from the bar.
"No thanks, Tom. We have to get Hotaru-chan's school stuff." Haruka-papa said. Apparently she knew something about the wizarding world.
"Very well, Ms. Ten'oh." Tom replied, and we walked out the back exit…
And found ourselves in a dead-end. "Is this the right way?" I asked.
"Yes," Michiru-mama replied, pulling out her henshin wand. She then began muttering what sounded like "all right, three up, two across…" Immediately, she tapped five bricks, in the pattern that she had described.
Immediately, the five bricks she had tapped pulled into the wall. The other bricks began moving until there was an archway big enough for all three of us to walk through.
Upon walking through the archway, we found ourselves in a street lined with shops selling everything as arcane as magic wands to things as mundane as ice cream. Behind the line of shops stood a large building labeled "Gringotts".
"That's where we're going." Haruka-papa said, pointing to "Gringotts".
"What is it?" I asked.
"It's the wizard bank."
We walked down the huge street toward the bank, Haruka-papa in the lead. That's when I noticed a black-haired boy walking into a shop named "Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions".
"Ne, Michiru-mama, who was that boy?" I asked.
"Hmm… He looks like what Dumbledore said that your charge looks like." She replied. "Do you want to meet him?"
"Sure. I never liked the stealth approach anyway." I said.
"Dumbledore says he's staying at the Leaky Cauldron. That's where we met Tom, and that's where we'll be staying. If you don't catch him during our trip here, you can meet up with him there." Haruka-papa replied, apparently hurrying to get to the bank.
When we entered the bank itself, I pulled closer to Haruka-papa and Michiru-mama. The bank tellers looked creepy, like deformed kids.
Finally, we reached the spot where Haruka-papa and Michiru-mama wanted to go.
"Yes?" asked one of the tellers, who, as Michiru-mama later told me, was a goblin. He was leaning over the guard rail, and making me rather nervous.
"Miss Hotaru Tomoe wishes to make a withdrawal. Here is the key." Michiru-mama said, handing a key in the shape of the symbol of Saturn to the goblin.
"Very well." He said, pulling back and motioning for another goblin. He handed the key to the other goblin, who motioned for us to follow him.
We ended up in what looked like a mine, and the goblin motioned for us to get into a cart, which we did. It sped off as soon as the goblin entered it, and I thought I saw Michiru-mama throw up from motion sickness, so I helped her out of the cart when it arrived at the vault, where, strangely, the goblin gave me the key.
I noticed a marking shaped like the entire key in the door, so I placed it into the marking. Immediately, the door opened, revealing a huge amount of gold, silver, and bronze coins. Deciding that I shouldn't (and couldn't) carry it all at once, I took one hundred of each color coin and placed them into a bag.
Then, we went back onto the cart. Since no one else had to go to any vaults, the cart went back up, thankfully.
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A/N: I hope I haven't made it too long. Don't worry, the rest of the story will be more interesting. Anyway, the next chapter will be Hotaru meeting the black-haired boy who went into Madam Malkin's. (Can you guess who it is? I never confirmed that it's Harry, after all.)
Also, the title will be clear later on in the story, but I'm not planning for the "moonlight war" to be an external conflict.