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Sitting by the lake, Harry stared out at nothing in particular. Ron and Hermoine were there as well. "Come on, Harry" cajoled Hermoine, "the sorting ceremony is about to begin. You don't want to miss that."
"Yeah, we want to see how many new Gryffindors there are this year," agreed Ron. "Besides that, there's the feast! You know how good the food is and I'm starving."
Hermoine rolled her eyes. "You're always starving, Ron. So what do you say, Harry? Are you coming with us?"
Harry didn't say anything; he didn't even appear to have heard them. "Harry? Are you coming, mate?" inquired Ron.
Still not getting any reply, Ron and Hermoine glanced worriedly at each other. However, seeing as they were both prefects they had to get back to the Great Hall for the Sorting Ceremony. "Harry, we'll see you back at the common room, okay" said Hermoine as she and Ron turned to leave. And still Harry did not look up.
Harry Potter, the Boy Who Lived, just wanted to be left alone. He deserved to be alone. After all, it was his fault that Sirius had died. He should have been quicker. He should have been smarter. He never should have fallen for Voldemort's trick. What had he been thinking? Was Hermoine right? Did he always have to be the hero? Well, some hero he was turning out to be. He couldn't save Cedric and he couldn't save Sirius.
Harry shifted his focus to the sky. The moon was bright tonight. Bright, but at the same time it looked grey. 'Almost as if the moon was sad for some reason,' thought Harry. With that, Harry went back to gazing at nothing.
Then the sky lit up like it was morning. Harry looked up in shock. A bright white streak flashed across the sky. Harry followed its path to its end in the Forbidden Forest. He got up and ran in that direction. About halfway to the forest, Harry heard the professors come out of the building. They were yelling at him to stop running. Harry just kept going. He felt like some strange force was calling him there. Pulling at him so that he had no choice but to go on.
Within in minutes, Harry arrived at ground zero. Lying in a crater were 5 girls. They all looked to be close to his age. The youngest of the lot had shoulder length black hair with what appeared to be purple highlights. This was strange in and of itself, but it only got stranger from there. One of the other girls had wavy hair that appeared to be slightly longer than shoulder length and it was TEAL in colour. The oldest looking one of the group had waist length green hair. The remaining two had blonde hair. Actually the one who had short hair looked normal. The other blonde had her hair done up in two balls on the side of her head with what looked like pigtails coming out of them.
All of this was odd, to say the least, but even more peculiar was what they were wearing. They all had on what appeared to be sailor suits with very short skirts, Harry noticed with a blush. The one with green hair also appeared to have a giant key. However, the oddest thing had to be the scythe the youngest one had. What would someone that age need with a weapon like that?
Most peculiar of all was that all of the girls appeared to be injured. They had cuts and bruises all over their bodies. None appeared life threatening but they didn't exactly look healthy. It was then that the oddest thing of all happened. All of the girls glowed and when the glow died down, all of them were wearing what could be described as normal muggle clothing.
It was at this moment that the professors appeared. Snape reached up and grabbed Harry by the shoulders pulling him away. "What do you mean by this, Potter? Running off by yourself when anything could have happened? Didn't you learn your lesson last year? What..."
"That's quite enough, Severus. Nothing could have happened to young Mr. Potter, here as we were right behind him. I'm sure Harry knew that when he continued on his way here. Now the important question is, who are these young ladies and how did they get here?" inquired Professor Dumbledore.
"I believe I can answer your questions, Professor Dumbledore," stated a soft voice behind them.
They all turned to see all of the girls stirring. That is all, except for the blonde with the long hair. The one with green hair was the one who had spoken.
"Kenoko!" exclaimed the short-haired blonde. "Is she alright?"
The teal haired woman placed a comforting hand on her arm. "Hotaru has already looked to her. All Usagi needs now is some sleep"
With that they all looked and saw the black haired girl cradling the older blonde's head in her lap. "Usagi will be fine, Haruka-papa," the one called Hotaru reassured the short-haired blonde.
"Well, Professor, if we can go up to the castle with you so Usagi and Hotaru can rest we will explain everything," stated the green haired one calmly.
"What? Setsuna, have you lost your mind!?" screamed Haruka.
"Now Haruka, Setsuna knows what she's doing", the teal haired one stated.
"But Michiru" whined Haruka.
"Now is not the time," interrupted Setsuna. "Usagi is still unconscious and Hotaru is extremely tired after."
"Fine but if anything happens….," Haruka let the threat remain unspoken. Harry had little doubt that Haruka would be immensely upset if anything happened to the one called Usagi.
"Well, then I suggest we all go back to the castle. It seems as if we have a story to hear," stated Albus Dumbledore with a curious twinkle in his eyes.
Snape sputtered "Headmaster, what are you thinking? They can't come back to Hogwarts. We don't know anything about them. They could work for the Dark Lord."
"That's quite enough, Severus. These ladies have been through enough for one day by the look of them."
The one called Haruka picked up Hotaru and put her on her pack. "Haruka-papa I can walk," she yawned.
"Firefly, you're liable to trip over your own feet right now, you're so tired," gently chided Haruka. "Setsuna, you carry U…sa…gi….."
As she looked over, she noticed that Harry already had Usagi in his arms. As Haruka glared at him, he softly spoke "I can carry her. I don't mind."
Setsuna grinned "Well, it looks like that's settled. Headmaster, if you don't mind leading the way."
Dumbledore turned and started back towards the castle with Snape following closely behind him, his dark robe billowing around him.
Haruka glanced back at Harry "If you hurt her or try anything funny, I'll find you and then…."
"Haruka, dear, that's enough," laughed Michiru. "Let's go to the castle so Usagi can rest properly." With that she turned and followed the others. Haruka went, as well muttering under her breath everything she would do to Harry if anything happened to her Kenoko.
Harry sighed and then looked down at the young blonde in his arms. No one noticed but then entire time everyone was talking he was watching Usagi, he thought her name was. For some reason, he felt connected to her. Harry knew it was crazy. He just met her. Heck, he hadn't even talked her. He didn't know her story but he did know that she and her friends had been through quite an ordeal. Harry sighed again. Perhaps he would get some answers back at the castle.
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