*****THIS IS THE ORIGINAL CHAPTER 1 OF THE OLD VERSION!*****
Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon or Harry Potter.
When The Moon and Potter Collide.
By Princess Moonie of the Moon
Chapter 1
I placed the last of my possessions into another huge packing box. I looked around my precious bedroom. All that was left was my huge and comfortable queen sized bed and a mountain of clean clothes that had been pulled out of my wardrobe and dresser to start packing tomorrow after they are moved into the huge shipping container we have for all of our other belongings.
My name is Serenity Usagi Tsukino. I'm fourteen years old and in the process of packing to move back home to Japan. When I was five years old I moved to Australia with my parents for their new teaching careers that they were so excited about. They didn't need these jobs as they were both from very well off families, but they wanted to teach Japanese abroad. As much as they love their jobs they have finally decided to return home. Well that's what they told me. I know the real reason they are returning home is sort out a family feud between my grandparents and my young aunt.
I am not your average teenager. Ever since I was little I have been able to move objects with my mind; and on the occasion accidently set something on fire when I've been upset or angry. However it is very rare that I set fire to something when I'm angry or upset, it mainly happens when I'm sick. Once when I had the flu I sneezed, and by accident, I set my bed on fire. The only I can control is my telekinesis.
I decided that I have had enough of packing for now and wanted to go see my friends instead. Getting changed out of my jammies I took a quick shower and then proceeded to get dressed in my skinny leg jeans, white singlet top and my favourite cream coloured jacket. I headed for my bedroom door, but instead was beaten by my Mother as she walked through the door with a letter in her hand.
"Serena you've got some mail… what are all these clothes doing on the floor?!" My Mother scolded me. I rolled my eyes and waved one of my hands towards the pile of clean clothes and then they started to neatly fold themselves. "Not with your powers either." She said, handing me the letter as I let a shirt drop to the ground half folded. I looked at the letter. It wasn't like your normal letter. This letter had no stamps on it, which was weird. The letter was addressed to me in bright emerald green ink that sparkled in the sunlight coming in from the window. On the back was a crest with four animals surrounding the letter 'H'. "Well open it." My Mother urged.
To Miss Serenity Usagi Tsukino
The Upstairs Bedroom with a Balcony
2 Luna Lane
Moon View Western Australia 6269
After reading the front of the letter, I turned it over to the back and opened it. Inside were a few bits of paper with writing on them. Pulling out the first one I read:
HOGWARTS SCHOOL OF WITCHCRAFT AND WIZARDRY
Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore
Dear Miss Tsukino,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been offered a place at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Please find enclosed a list off school supplies needed for fourth year studies.
Term begins September first and we await your owl no later than July thirty first.
Yours sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall,
Deputy Head Mistress.
"Hogwarts?" I said confused looking at my Mother. "But magic isn't real." My Mum then gave me the look.
"Magic isn't real? Come on Serena you have powers, that's magic." I shook my head.
"Mum, I can only move stuff telepathically, that isn't magic, and that's just me being a freak." I said shrugging sceptically. "Besides how on earth would we get a hold of an owl?" Just then we heard a tapping on the window. We turned to see a cute little snowy white owl with small black flecks on its feathers tapping on the window to be let in. "Well that was weird." I said as my Mother opened the window and let the owl in. "Don't let it in it'll poop all on my nice clean clothes!" I whined as the owl flew in and perched on the end of my bed. Grabbing a pen and a bit of paper, Mother scribbled down something and then gave it to me.
"Find an envelope and address it back to the school. Put the letter inside of it and give it to the owl." My mother said as she headed to the door. "In the meantime, you can give that poor little owl some food and something to drink." With that she walked out of my room. I looked at the owl. Now I'm not exactly the smartest person, so even though it was a stupid question to others, it made seemed smart to me to ask the owl.
"What do you eat?"
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It was just nearing two in the afternoon when I returned from a walk to return a cd to a friend. I opened the door and took off my shoes calling out in the process. "I'm home!" Walking into the lounge room I see my parents sitting and chatting with a man dressed in earth green robes with bright flaming red hair.
"Serena, I'd like for you to meet Mr. Weasley. He's been telling us all about your new school and the wizarding world." My father said, a little too excitedly.
"Hello Mr. Weasley, it's nice to meet you." I said, politely shaking his hand. "I'm sorry, but I never agreed to go to this magic school as magic isn't real."
"You didn't, but we did." My mother said.
"Don't you and Dad think you're being a bit silly believing in such nonsense as magic? I don't do magic, I'm a telekinesis. Haven't you thought that this could be some type hoax being pulled on us? I am not a witch." I started ranting a little bit.
"Serena, please sit down. Mr. Weasley will explain everything you need to know." My father said trying to get me to calm down and sit.
"In the wizarding world, children get their letter to attend their first year of school the year they turn eleven years old. However you are different. It turns out that you hadn't been sent your letter to attend Hogwarts or be registered as a witch as the Ministry of Magic thought that the magic on your mother's side of the family had died out." Mr. Weasley started to explain. "Your great, great, great, great, great Grandmother was a witch. However her child was born a squib. A squib is a non- magical baby that is born into a magical family. After that, there were no more magical children in the family so the ministry stopped checking the line after your Great Grandmother." Rubbing my temples I looked from my parents' faces back to Mr. Weasley's.
"So I'm the first 'magical' person in my family since my great, great, great, great, great Grandmother?" I asked.
"That is correct." Mr. Weasley said.
"I still don't believe it." I said getting up from the couch. "You can tell me all about this stuff but where is the proof, the evidence to back it up?" My mother shook her head disapprovingly.
"Alright, I'll show you some magic Serena." Mr. Weasley said pulling out a stick.
"This is a wand, when you go to get your school supplies you will also be getting a wand. It is what we use to control our powers, our magic." He then pointed the wand at a teacup and turned it into a canary that started singing. He then changed it back into a teacup. "Is that enough proof for you Serena?" I started secretly hoping that this was a dream and that I'd be waking up soon in my nice warm and comfy bed real soon.
"Sure…" I gulped.
"With moving back to Japan Serena, your mother and I thought it would be a good idea to go back to England with Mr. Weasley and stay with his family until school starts in September." My father told me.
"I'm not going anywhere. I still haven't been told where this school is and where I can find all these school supplies." I said stubbornly.
"The school is in Scotland and you will be able to get all your school supplies in England." Mr. Weasley answered me.
"And just how are we meant to get to London? It's on the other side of the world!" I asked out of curiosity.
"We're going to apparate. Apparation is like teleportation." Mr Weasley answered.
"We're teleporting? I'm going to pack!" I squealed excitedly as I ran upstairs.
"Man that girl is seriously confusing. She can be depressed one minute and happy the next!" My father said, scratching his head in confusion. Ten minutes later I came crashing and tumbling down the stairs and face planted the floor. I jumped up and grabbed my suit case from the bottom stair.
"I'm ready!" I said as I farewelled my parents. Mr. Weasley made my suitcase disappear as he shook my parents' hands for one last time before we left.
"Mr. and Mrs. Tsukino, it has been a pleasure meeting you. I hope to see you again in the future real soon." With that we disappeared with a loud crack.
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One minute we were standing in my parents' living room, the next we were standing on the door step of a small double story house.
"Mr. Weasley, where are we?" I asked as I looked around the yard while I was standing still on the door step next to him.
"We are in Little Whinging, Surrey in England." He knocked on the front door of the house.
"Is this your house?" I asked, eyeing the neatly trimmed lawn and garden beds.
"Oh heaven's no, I merely picking up my son's friend who will also be spending the rest of the summer with us." Again he knocked on the door for the second time. Just as Mr. Weasley was about to knock a third time the front door was yanked open. A large man opened the door and stood in the door frame. His body was covered in fat in every visible place. Upon his round fat bulging face was a mop of grey hair with a matching moustache upon his upper fat lip. His small beady eyes were being swallowed by the fat.
"Who are you?" He asked in a gruff voice. "
Good evening, Mr. Dursley, my name is Arthur Weasley. I'm here to pick up Harry." Mr. Weasley said, holding out his right hand. The man known as Mr Dursley glared at Mr Weasley's outstretched hand.
In an angry voice he said "You're one of them". He moved out of the door and into the living room "GET DOWN HERE NOW BOY!" He barked. Mr. Weasley and I followed him in and closed the door behind us. I stood awkwardly to one side of the living room while Mr. Weasley was thoroughly interested in all the common modern furniture and belongings a normal house owned. A skinny woman with a horse like face walked into the room.
"You must one of them as well" she said with bitterness and hatred in her voice.
"Sorry, but what do you mean when you say 'one of them'? You make it sound like some sort of cult or conspiracy thing." I asked confused.
"Serena, Mr. and Mrs. Dursley don't exactly like anything to do with magic or the wizard world." Mr. Weasley whispered to me in my ear.
"Mr. and Mrs. Dursley, my name is Serenity Tsukino. I am fourteen years old and am from Australia. Within the last twelve hours I was told I was a witch and all this other mumbo gumbo. Frankly, I think I'm hallucinating and probably been drugged and kidnapped or I'm having one heck of a weird dream. Now if you don't mind I would appreciate if you or your husband didn't accuse me of such nonsense and not discriminate Mr. Weasley because he is a wizard. After all, this is only a dream." I said ranting on at them. Perhaps just a little too much. I tend to rant too much sometimes.
"Mr. Weasley you're here." A new voice said with glee. I turned around to see a young adolescent male about my age standing within the middle of the stair case with a heavy looking chest next to him. His hair was scruffy un- kept and wild as round rimmed spectacles adorned his face. On his forehead was a lightning bolt shaped scar.
"Well then, Harry, it seems you have everything so let us be off." Mr. Weasley said taking whatever Harry was struggling to carry. He farewelled the Dursley's and made his way to the door with me and Harry following behind. Just as Harry was about walk out the door I stopped him.
"Aren't you even going to say goodbye to your parents? You're not going to see them for the rest of the summer!" I was baffled at this boy's rudeness. Harry didn't even turn around to look at me when he replied.
"They're not my parents." He said in a low and pained voice. With that I farewelled the married couple and quietly shut the door as I joined Mr. Weasley and Harry on the side walk. Once I had joined them I heard Harry ask where we were headed.
"Well Harry I'll send your trunk back to the Burrow and then I think we might make our way to London where we can use the Floo network at the Leaky Cauldron to return to the Burrow.
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As we walked down the footpath following Mr. Weasley to the nearest train station, neither Harry nor I spoke to each other. Finally on the train, Harry broke the silence.
"So who are you? Are you a relative of Mr. Weasley? Wait, are you even a witch?" He asked curiously.
"My name is Serenity Tsukino. For the rest of the summer I'm staying with Mr. Weasley and his family. Also I'm from Australia and Japan." I answered.
"How can you be accepted into Hogwarts? You can only attend Hogwarts from first year and be sorted into a house." He asked, confused.
"I don't know. Well, tell me about yourself. Who are you?" I stared at him waiting for him to answer. The shocked expression on his face wasn't what I was expecting.
"Are you being serious? You don't know who I am?" He asked flabbergasted. Harry looked at the gorgeous blonde before him with the blank look on her face. Deciding that for once he liked someone not knowing who he was he held out his hand. "I'm Harry Potter." After shaking his hand, we rode the rest of the train trip in silence.
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A group of teenage girls sat around a small square table in a traditional Shinto shrine. A tall handsome male with jet black and two cats with crescent moons on their foreheads accompanied them.
"What is so important that Setsuna called an emergency scout meeting?" A girl with long raven black hair asked as she set down a tray of tea for everyone.
"That is because the future has suddenly changed and the Princess is no longer returning to Japan." A tall beautiful woman with long dark emerald green hair walked in; with three other people following.
As if rehearsed, the girls sitting at the table cried out in unison "SHE'S WHAT?" The three women and child were known as Setsuna, Haruka, Michiru and Hotaru, also known as the outer scouts.
"What do you mean she's not coming back to Japan? She has to come back to become Sailor Moon, our leader, our Princess!" The raven haired girl shouted angrily.
"Calm down Rei, let Setsuna explain what's going on." A girl with short blue hair said.
"Ami's right, and then after Setsuna explains things we can make a plan to solve this." A girl with brown hair in a ponytail said. The four outer scouts sat down and joined the inner scouts at the small and now overly crowded table.
"I don't know why, but when I checked on the timeline in the future everything had changed. It turns out only her parents are moving back to Japan, not her." Setsuna said.
"So she is living in Australia on her own and unprotected?" A blonde with long hair tied up in a red ribbon asked.
"Not quite Minako, Usagi is in England. She has been accepted into an English boarding school that specialises in ... magic" Setsuna explained.
"Magic?" One of the cats asked confused.
"Yes, Luna, magic. It seems that Usagi has been able to access her powers as a senshi and Princess without knowing it." Michiru answered the cat.
"So what do we do now? Sit around like daisies waiting for the grass to grow or what?" Haruka growled.
"We go to England and get ourselves enrolled into this... magic school" The male said.
"Ladies, brush up your English skills, we're going to London!" The brunette, known as Makoto said excitedly.
"You all have a week to get prepared and packed to leave. I will go ahead to London and get you enrolled for this school." Setsuna said as she disappeared.
"Bye Mamoru, bye girls." Hotaru, Haruka and Michiru said as they farewelled them.
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At the end of the week the Scouts and Mamoru were gathered at the steps of Rei's shrine. They were patiently waiting for Setsuna to arrive and notify them of what was happening. Suddenly, two large black limos pulled up at the base of the shrine steps. Out of the first limo stepped, ever so gracefully, Setsuna. Gliding up the steps, Setsuna met the group up at the top where they were waiting for her.
"About time you finally arrived." Haruka said playfully as she and Michiru hugged Setsuna. As they each all exchanged their greetings within the group, they fell silent as they waited for instructions from the guardian of time.
"I have some good news and some bad news." Setsuna said studying the groups faces very carefully. "The good news is that I know all I can possibly know about the wizarding world and how it works etc. The bad news is they won't enrol you at Hogwarts because they cannot detect any magical ability in you."
"Oh, great. Well, this sucks. We haven't learnt how to use our powers while de-transformed." Makoto said.
"Not only that, but they won't let us in. There's no way we're going to find Serena if we're not going to be able to go to this school of magic." Mamoru grinned as he conjured a beautiful perfect red rose. "Well, I have my work cut out for me."
Rei scowled at Mamoru. "There's no way we can do that! We can't use our powers unless we're transformed!" Mamoru shrugged his shoulders.
"Guys I have an idea!" Minako squealed in delight at her cleverly thought up plan.
"No offense, Minako, but when you think up a plan it always ends up in disaster." Ami said, looking very frightened at the thought of what the beautiful young blonde might be thinking.
"Normally, I would agree, but this time it's pretty good." Minako said, looking a bit dejected while wagging a perfectly manicured finger at them all. "The thing is, what if we transform but then just put some clothing over our fuku's?" The inners exchanged glances with the outers.
"That could actually work." Haruka said looking at Michiru.
"It's not actually that bad." Michiru said to Haruka. "Well I think it's brilliant." Makoto said grinning at Minako.
"We'll discuss this more when we're in London." Setsuna said, ushering the group towards the shrine steps. "In the meantime, we have a flight to catch."
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Two weeks later...
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It had been two weeks since I had arrived at the Weasleys' home or the 'Burrow' as they like to call it. The Weasley family was extremely kind, pleasant and welcoming. Mrs. Weasley is like a second mother to me and I enjoy all the scrumptious cooking she does. Harry's best friend is Ronald Weasley, the second youngest in the family. It turns out Ron is shy around girls; however this was an exception to his other best friend Hermione Granger, his mother and his younger sister, Ginny Weasley.
Hermione and I hit it off really well and we've pretty much became best friends over night. She was kind enough to lend me Ron's first year spell books so that I could learn and attempt to try and catch up on everything that I have missed out on. I had originally asked Ron if I could borrow them, but he seemed to get all flustered up and jumble his words up so that he couldn't form an understandable answer. As much as I hate studying, I quite enjoyed reading my spell books and learning them. Ron's younger sister Ginny is a different story altogether. Ginny doesn't seem to like me very much. Every time I see the girl she gives me an evil look. I swear I can see devil horns protruding out of her head of beautiful flaming red hair.
"Serena, Mr. Weasley would like us all down in the kitchen." Hermione said poking her head into the room we shared with Ginny. I put Ron's spell book down and hopped off the bed.
"Okay." I replied.
Once we were all gathered in the kitchen, Mr. Weasley walked in with an excited look on his face. I heard Ron mutter something to Harry who broke out in a few small laughs as Hermione slapped them both across the back of their heads.
"I called you kids down here to tell you that I got us all tickets for the Quidditch World Cup!" Mr Weasley said excitedly. Everyone in the room except for me and Mr. Weasley started jumping around the room and screaming with excitement
"What's the Quidditch World Cup?" I asked. Harry, Ron and the Twins (Ron's older brothers) stared at me as if I was crazy.
"You don't what Quidditch is?" Ron asked me unbelievingly.
"Cut the girl some slack she's only known she's a witch for about two weeks and if I remember correctly, Harry didn't know what Quidditch was until he got put on the team." Hermione scolded the boys and defending me. She turned to me and explained that the game was played upon broomsticks that fly.
"Oh, that sounds interesting, will you teach me how to play?" I asked Hermione excitedly.
"I actually don't play it. Harry, Ron, the twins and Ginny will teach you though." Hermione answered, turning to the group of Quidditch players. "Won't you?"
"Sure Serena, we'd love to help." Harry said kindly. Once again Ginny glared daggers at me before storming out of the room; however no one seemed to notice.
"You can do that later, now everybody go get ready, we need to make a trip to Diagon Alley." Mrs. Weasley said as she waved book lists in front of them that she had just received from Dumbledore.
*****THIS IS THE ORIGINAL CHAPTER FOR THE OLD VERSION RELOADED AFTER REQUESTS***
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