Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or Sailor Moon...they belong to their creators.

Disclaimer #2: I might tweak a little bit of the SM timeline...kinda hard to make it the 31st century...also, I'm trying to follow the manga instead of the anime. I like how the scouts become Eternal in the end. So yeah...also, Cosmos...the way I see it Cosmos is the transformation of a future Usagi. As in after she dies, she is reborn and once again becomes a scout and ta-da! We have Sailor Cosmos. Anyway, that's the way I see it but Naoko never gave us concrete evidence of anything...anyway, I hope you do enjoy this!

The Beginning of Something Different

December
Late Afternoon
London, UK

Harry Potter, age twenty-two, and well-known Auror for the Ministry of Magic, stared hopelessly at the many shelves of toy brooms Quality Quidditch Supplies had to offer. He had figured that going shopping early to beat the Holiday rush was a good idea and that starting with Teddy's present, his godson of four years of age, would be the easiest to get but he was wrong. Very wrong. Sitting on the shelves were many broom: all different models, makers, age limits and with different restrictions of what they could do. He was about to give up and just owl Andromeda for help when he saw it: a replica of the Firebolt he once owned. This one could not achieve the speed his old one had nor go as high enough to get away from Andromeda's supervision, yet he saw it fitting for nearly a decade ago Sirius, his godfather, had given him a Firebolt for Christmas and Harry saw it as his turn to do the same for Teddy.

He paid for the broom, the sales clerk insisting to give him a large discount, and headed back to Diagon Alley where he shuddered at how brutally cold the weather had become over the last few weeks. He headed towards one of his favorite cafes, and mentally went over his shopping list ideas. Ron and Hermione's was the second easiest present to get but he was not too sure about Mrs. Weasley or Bill and Fleur's. In reality, he had many presents to get, but there was one in particular he needed to buy and just the thought of it made him nervous. Was he ready? Where they ready?

"Hey, Harry!" Harry's train of though was interrupted by an old friend and fellow colleague. Neville had grown out of his chubby self into a strong man who resembled a bit to his father but with a bit of longer hair. After the Second Wizarding War, Neville's confidence level had gone up after leading the Hogwarts Students into a rebellion and was nothing like the boy with the lost frog he had once met.

"Neville!" Harry shook Neville's rough hands. "What brings you here?"

"The Leaky Cauldron," Neville said pointing to the distant building. "Hanna is moving there, got the job as Land Lady so I'm here helping her out."

"How's Augusta?" Harry asked as both men walked towards a small café just a few shops away from the Quidditch shop. Despite the toll the war had taken back four years ago on Diagon Alley, it was surely (but slowly) going back to what it had been and to some people's belief, it was better than before.

"Gran's great," Neville said "traveling with some of my uncles to Argentina, said she wanted to get away from the British weather for once and explore an exotic land" both Harry and Neville, laughed. "How are the Weasleys? I rarely see Ron at the office so I never get to ask…"

"He works part time at Wizard Wheezes; in fact he might be in right now. As for the rest of the Weasley…all are fussing over Victoire who just turned one and giving Molly and Fleur running marathons all over the Burrow."

"And Ginny?" Harry felt a twinge of heat crawl up his neck. "When are you two getting married?" Harry opened his mouth (not sure of what he was going to say to be honest) when something caught Harry's eyes. High above people heads was a small black cloud or something that at least resembled a cloud. His brain was working fast and concluded that it was an anomaly of the weather….or dark magic at the work. Neville followed Harry's gaze and he too saw the black floating cloud. With one nod, both men took out their wands and followed the cloud with their eyes, not ready to make a move.
However, as if the cloud knew was what was coming, it drifted away following a woman in a light blue cloak.

"Should we follow her?" Neville asked Harry who thought about it for a while. "It just could be a spell gone seriously wrong." Neville suggested. "A prank perhaps…she does have a Weasley Wheezes bag."

"Right" Harry sat back down as did Neville and both friends continued to talk about everything they could think of. Including the extremely cold weather they were having.

"The North Winds are stronger by the day," a tall woman with short blonde hair said as she sipped her tea. Her companion and partner silently nodded looking very solemn at her own cup. All the Scouts knew of the Second Ice Age was eventually going to come and put the people of Earth in a deep sleep and then be saved by Sailor Moon who, in turn, would be crowned as Queen of the Moon along with Endymion as King of Earth. However, they never thought that it would happen so early in time. They had lived in peace for over five years with only a few fights here and there but nothing as dramatic as Galaxia or Nehelenia had been all those years ago.

However, as both of the women knew not all good thing last.

"Should we warn the others?" the aqua haired woman asked but was met by silence."Haruka?"

"She's happy with her current life" the blonde, Haruka, said as she stared out the window; snow was beginning to fall. "I would hate to spoil that for her."

"We're all happy with our current life but we have a duty to this Earth, to the people, as does Usagi."

"I know Michi," Haruka sighed, her tea now gone and wishing there was a magical way for the cup to refill itself. "Do you think we can do this again?"

"Why couldn't we?" Michiru asked as she reached for Haruka's hand and squeezed it. Despite Haruka's tomboyish looks, Michiru still thought that she had soft hands.

"Last time we fought, we failed," Haruka explained her concern. "We both thought we could spare her the pain so we turned our backs on her and ended up failing." Michiru often thought back to that day they both turned on the Princess in order to get to Galaxia but had failed and died.

"We have all made our mistakes, Ruka, but we have to get past them." Michiru whispered squeezing Haruka's hand gently. "She's going to need you. She's going to need all of us together to support her all the way through this. She might be able to do it alone…but we can't abandon her. Not now, nor ever."

"You're right," Haruka's eyes met her partner's and smiled. "Thanks…"

"For what?"

"Being my conscience and keeping me sane."

Michiru giggled gently," Someone has to do it."

Early in the morning
Japan

"This weather is just too cold" Luna, the Tsukino's family cat, though as she snuggled up deeper into Usagi's thick covers. As she tried to warm herself up in her spot, Luna's eyes traveled to the person occupying the bed and smiled. Usagi had definitely come a long way since that day she had first become as Sailor Scout when she was only fourteen years old. She was now a twenty-one year old young woman who had proved wrong many people by completing her studies and gone on to study English, French and Latin. Something Luna saw as fitting for a future Queen. Usagi, despite the maturity level she now had, still had a love for food (especially anything sweet) and sleep.

Luna yawned sleepily. Aware that her body was once again warm, she stretched out one last time and prepared to fall asleep once more. That stopped, however, when a faint beeping noise caught her attention.

Someone was inviting Usagi to video chat.

She definitely wanted to ignore the message but something told her she just shouldn't. Perhaps it was her curiosity, she though as she sighing with resolution, or the fact that something inside of her told her it was critical to respond to that message. Luna leapt out of the bed and jumped onto Usagi's desk chair-almost missing it thanks to the computer light blinding her-and with just one glance at it, she knew who "Treble_Cleff001" was. It was then, she knew, that things were not alright. Not wanting to struggle to wake Usagi up Luna responded by clicking "accept" on the screen.

"Luna."

"Michiru, is everything alright?" Luna asked, wasting no time in formalities and getting straight to the point.

"Sorry if I woke you, but…" Michiru paused and Luna saw how she didn't look so sure on how to word what she wanted to say. "There's something going on here, we can feel it. I can sense that the sea is slowly ceasing to move while Haruka believes that the North Winds are getting stronger…we both believe that the second Ice Age is coming, Luna. We don't know who or what is causing this but so far we haven't been able to spot any troubles."

Luna sat quietly on the chair digesting the news she was getting.

"I feel strong vibes." Michiru continued. "Somehow, without realizing it, we've been following them throughout Europe and it seems that they have become relatively stronger here, in London. At the moment we are waiting an attack to see what we're dealing with. So far noth-"

"We don't have to wait much longer," Luna heard Haruka say in the background.

"Did something happen?" Michiru asked the off screen Haruka.

"Yeah, just below our building. Let's go." Luna saw how Michiru's eyes went from full of concern to that old determination and coldness she once had years ago. They logged off the screen, Luna sitting quietly on the chair going over what Michiru had said. They all had lived in peace for so long that she began to question if Sailor Moon was better or worse when it come to fighting.

Had all gone rusty with the lack of training?

Makoto was a different story, however.

She was the only of the scouts who had continued on with her training by traveling the world and practicing different fighting styles some countries had to offer. She had also written to Usagi how she was learning about all the different culture she had experienced and foods she was now attempting to replicate. Ami had remained in Japan until a year ago when she had gone to America as part of her medical training. Rei had continued to work at the temple full time after her grandfather had passed away peacefully a few years prior. She was now responsible, she said, for all the work and business the temple brought so she rarely had time for anything else. Minako was in England as well and last Luna knew from the letters, she was part of a small company that toured all over the United Kingdom performing plays. Bunny, however, was busy working all the time, studying, catching up on sleep, or planning her wedding with Mamoru that training was usually last in her mind.

All in all, Luna had momentarily failed as a mentor but that was about to change. She leapt to Usagis bed and walked up to the half hidden face."Bunny, wake up!" Luna's paws gently prodded Usagis cheek who, on the other hand, mumbled something in her sleep before turning causing Luna to stumble as the covers underneath her moved. Maybe it wont be as easy as I thought the cat thought.

December
Late Afternoon
London, UK

Harry crossed the busy muggle street-admiring the cars that he saw speeding by- and headed towards the antique shop that was close to The Leaky Cauldron for Mr. Weasley present. The man, aside being fascinated by his grandchild, was still captivated by anything that had to do with muggle electrical items and knowing that he was going to take anything Harry gave him apart, he had opted to get him an old computer rather than a new one. On his way to the shop, Harry spotted the woman that had the cloud over her across the street; however, much to his relief the cloud was gone. What Harry found intriguing now was that she not only was struggling to walk but that she had a shadow that did not resemble her in anyway. And the fact that there was no sun to create a shadow really bothered him.

Immediately knowing that something was not right, he crossed the street once more and began to tail her. He noticed, however, that the closer he got to her the angrier he became. He wasn't the only one, he noticed, because the two muggles that had been talking and joking, the moment they passed her, had become aggravated and started arguing. Controlling the urge to tell them to shut it and curse them Harry continued to tail her. He then noticed that the shadow on the wall had all of the sudden taken a dive as if going to the woman's body.
It was then all hell broke lose.

The woman fell to her knees before she started screaming in so much pain that he wondered if someone from afar was torturing her. The Muggles around her started crowding to help her out then but all of the sudden that generosity changed as the woman's human shape started to transfigure and sending the muggles into a frenzy. Things really began to get chaotic when the witch (with now extra arms coming from her shoulder blades and tree trunk looking legs) started running away in pain and rage. Harry wiped his wand out, ignoring the International Statute of Wizarding Secrecy, and conjured his patronus in front of the already scared Muggles.

"Go to Neville and tell him 'Dark Magic on the witch we saw earlier, alarm the office.' and then bring him here." The stag made a movement of the head and darted past the Muggles towards Diagon Alley. All control of the situation was gone, he realized. Muggles were running in panic, others were fighting among themselves while others mumbled as they rocked back and forth on the floor as if scared of anything and everything. Feeling that sorting the chaos was less important for the time being, Harry ran after the witch in hopes that she had not Disapparated. He had begin to think that he had lost her until he heard a scream coming from his left past an alley that lead to a small park for the flats around.

Harry ran towards the screams and was ultimately shocked with had he found. Standing above two teen Muggle girls was a monster; the witch did not resemble a human anymore but a rather hideous being. It had a greenish skin color, six arms and large tree trunk like legs that upon closer examination looked rather scaly. The face looked that of a small dragon and she, or rather It, had long white hair that came down to its waist and a long scaly tail.

He didn't know what to do aside from stunning It because it was as if the sight was if the monster had taken away all of his magic knowledge. The spell rebounded and Harry had to dodge it quickly before being stunned by his own spell. Apparently, aside from looking like a dragon, it also had thick skin like it. "Get out of here!" Harry yelled at the girls and wondering where Neville was all at the same time.

The girls did not need to be told twice and ran away without looking back or thanking their savior. The monster was now looking at Harry who of all of the sudden felt an uncontrollable rage and hatred towards It. He wondered where all the anger was coming from but was distracted when the monster soared into the sky with a simple jump and landed behind him. He did not have time to react to what was going on because as soon as he was able to register that the monster was behind him he had been attacked; the monster used its tail hitting Harry on his back sending him flying across the courtyard.

He felt his head hit the concrete hard to the point he was seeing stars. Very slowly he rolled onto his back, groaning with every millimeter moved. He had lost his wand, he realized but just when he wanted to get up to run and find it Harry found himself pinned against the ground by the monster. Fear took hold of his very being as the monster opened his mouth. Was he going to be eaten alive?

Yet the bite never came. Instead pain on his chest made him wish he were dead. It was as if he were being ripped apart from his own body; his soul being taken away without his consent. He heard someone scream not really registering that the one screaming for mercy was his own. Anger, fear and pain took hold of Harry's mind and body. Was this what it was like to be given the Dementor's Kiss?

Then it all ended.

He, all of the sudden, felt angrier than never before yet scared of the monster and full of hatred for it for what it had done to him. Harry was so absorbed by his wave of emotions he had failed to see a small bright crystal hovering above him. The monster opened Its mouth once again and Harry did something that he, later in life, would think of a very stupid thing to do: he punched the beast on the face and tried to make a run for it to find his wand because if need be, he was going to kill it.

"World Shaking!" Harry saw nothing but instead felt a strong and abnormal gust of wind fly past him and hit the monster square on the chest.

"Deep submerge!" Another voice cried from nearby, and once again Harry saw nothing save a small jet of blue hit the monster once again. The thing staggered on its feet before collapsing, the skin changing to normal and arms disappearing.

Harry turned and spotted two women. One was tall and blonde while the other smaller and with aqua hair. The outfit they were wearing was something Harry had never seen. The tall blonde one had a skirt in which the bottom layer had a pale blue that for some odd reason it reminded Harry of the sky while the top layer of the skirt it was of a much deeper blue. She had a white bodice and on her chest there was a start of the same deep blue and a golden bow. The woman with the aqua hair had the same style of skirt but hers was a pale sea green underneath and aquamarine on the upper layer. The bodice was the same as her friend but instead of a blue star and a golden bow, she had an aquamarine star and a deep blue bow. The only thing that both women matched was the white high heel boots and the long white gloves.

They were both observing something bright: an orb of light that was suspended on the air. Something stirred in him when laid eyes upon the orb. A longing to touch it perhaps…but yet he felt paranoid and angry when the two women touched the floating white orb.

"Who are you?" He asked trying to remain focus. Two women stared at Harry but failed to answer him. "Are the two of you behind all of this?" he asked yet the pair didn't answer his second question.

"Harry!" Harry turned and saw Neville, his wand out, running towards him. "Are you okay…?" Harry ignored Neville and faced back to the two women but to his dislike, they were gone.

"Damn it!" Harry cursed loudly, anger taking over his very being. Neville, who had pretended to not hear Harry curse, was examining the woman by the time he had found his wand. Whoever they were they had fled the crime scene and had taken with them a piece of evidence of what had happened. A piece of something he needed to get close to again.

"Blimey, Harry…what happened?" Neville asked. "Muggles were screaming bloody murder out on the streets. More than half of our office is here erasing the memories of those muggle who witnessed the attacks but I don't think we'll get everyone, unfortunately. We'll have to deal with this as it comes…especially with the Muggle news report that is bound to appear soon." Harry felt irritated at Neville's constant talking. "We need to take her to St. Mungo's and you need to get yourself checked by a Healer, you're bleeding horribly, mate. Har-Harry?"

"Just take her to St. Mungo's, Neville," Harry snapped and walked away. He felt slightly bad for snapping at his friend like that but then again, he realized that after his attack, things were different and that part of him, in a way, was missing.

Both wizards had been too busy on their own issues that they had not seen the figure staring down upon them. She had long blonde hair tied in half a pony tail with a red bow tied neatly on her head and despite the cold weather she was wearing a small orange skirt that was double layered. The top part of the skirt was the color of the sun while the layer underneath was of a much lighter yellow. She had long white gloves, a blue bow with a golden star on her chest and a pair of white boots that went past her knees. She was a sight to some, if anyone had seen her to begin with, while to others she was a glimmer of hope.

She sighed as she watched the guy with the black hair disappear in the blink of the eye while the guy had had arrived later on was bending over the woman, most likely checking her vitals. A minute later he was then joined by another man, talked for about a minute- the blond guy gesturing madly and talking fast (most likely explaining what had happened) and before she knew it, all three of them disappeared.

She sighed as she stood up from the ledge "So much for my audition at the Royal Theater." It was then she understood that things were not as simple any more.

Things were definitely going to be different.

So? What do you think? This is my FIRST Harry Potter/Sailor Moon fanfic...in fact, its my FIRST SM fanfic EVER! So I would like to know what you think of it. Should I continue...? I don't want to feel like I'm wasting my time, honestly. I'm writing the story on a notebook so I can get this story going for myself but I would like to know if others will be willing to stick with me to find out what happens. Reviews not only make me happy but they seriously motivate me to keep going. They're the fire that ignite my love for writing. Specially if you like it as well! Hahaha, I'm going over unknown territory by putting these two universes together so I would like to hear some thoughts and comments of what you would like to read. Thanks for reading! And for those of you who review...appreciate it!