The Element's Intervention by Jasmine Starlight

CHAPTER ELEVEN

EPIPHANIES

"So, Padma Lakshmi Patil, do you want to go to lunch?" Quatre asked.

"Why, of course, Quatre Raberba Winner." she replied airily as she took the hand he had offered her.

One singular thought was shared by the pair; This is going to be fun.

SETSUNA

Setsuna had had a bad feeling about this from the start, but no, her orders had come from the long dead Queen Selenity, who apparently was a very tricky bitch.

Luna and Artemis had followed her orders to the tee, seeing as the two feline advisors could be very blind to any faults that their ruler had, suspicion had been sparked in Setsuna. There was something fishy going on here.

Oh, well, it's not like she had a choice in the matter, she was just the Time Mistress after all. She needed to look back on what happened during the Silver Millennium when she had a chance.

This year was going to be such bitch to get through.

Might as well face the firing squad now.

MICHIRU

Something weird was going on here, Setsuna was acting really weird. Haruka was being pissy, which was nothing new and Setsuna was oddly anxious about something.

There was something that Michiru was missing, she was sure of it.

Whatever it was Setsuna wasn't going to tell her right away, so Michiru would probably left to her own devices, trying to guess what was bringing about this sudden change in personality.

HARRY

Harry's mood had taken a complete turnaround, due to the most part because of Ami.

Knowing Ami for the past fifteen minutes was interesting, from the conversation they had shared, he had gleaned that she was quiet and shy.

Harry didn't have much of a problem with that; at least she wasn't a constant stream of useless information like Lavender Brown.

Harry found that he preferred quiet girls, not to say that he liked Ami, but not to say that he didn't,it was far too soon to say that, but he could grow to like Ami. How he had that epiphany was as mysterious as how Dumbledore was always smiling. Come on, does he never not smile? But we're getting off topic.

She seemed intellectual, but not too intellectual, how Harry was coming to these conclusions were kind of mostly guesses. Harry didn't mind guessing, it wasn't that hard. It was easier than making up his Divination essays. By now Trelawney should have realized that Harry and Ron were just using each other's old ridiculous stories, it was quite elementary, really. But we're getting off topic again; we have to stop doing that, don't we?

Getting back to Harry's innermost thoughts, Ami was a unique girl, young lady, woman, person, thing, whatever.

Her hair was so dark it shined blue in the dim light of the torches and candles lighting up the vast corridor.

Harry found he also preferred blue to green. Or red. Or to most other colors, this was a complete coincidence, having nothing to do with the fact that the color of Ami's eyes seemed to be a lovely sapphire blue. Which, by the way, shined a lovely ocean color when the candle light hit it just right, but we're getting off topic again, seems to be a horridly bad habit of ours, doesn't it?

Harry wondered if this was what a crush felt like, it was an interesting feeling to be sure, feelings aside, Ami was so hot!

Where did that come from? Oh no! Malfoy was obviously rubbing off on him.

Fuck! He needed some alone time to deal with his "issues" Which he wasn't going to get anytime soon.

Note to self stop halting all traffic in the corridors to insult Malfoy; it just isn't worth losing the sanity of our favorite savior.

Harry desperately needed his sanity, it was the only thing he had one up against Voldemort and occasionally Dumbledore. Without it he would be victim to any number of evil schemes, from both Dumbledore and Voldemort.

Think about what that would do to his already loose hold on his sanity. That would be catastrophic to the whole save the whole world hero thing he had going on. But we got off topic, yet again.

Anyway Harry likes or rather prefers blue haired, blue eyed, quiet, intellectual, but not too intellectual girls.

This was a very strange revelation, because Harry really didn't have any interest for girls after that whole Cho fiasco. If knowing Ami had given him that, who knows what could happen in the future?

In case you didn't know, obviously not Harry.

HEERO

Heero was sulking, well not exactly sulking, more like a controlled and clearly concealed expression of sorrow.

You might ask why, if you just happen to be reading this story for the first time or maybe you were kidnapped in the middle of reading the last chapter by a crazy blonde pacifist on bloodthirsty stalking power trip, whatever the case, Hee-chan was sulking because, he just couldn't seem to escape from the crazy British people that this school happened to have an abundance of.

Now, not to say that Heero isn't man enough to take said insane Englanders, but really, how much can one Japanese gundam pilot take before he cracks?

He was outnumbered here, he hated when that happened, though it was usually followed by the drawing of many guns.

Seriously, though, he just wanted to get some sustenance. Was that really too much to ask? We may never know because verbally Heero never actually asked. Regardless Heero was feeling kind of down, not that you could tell. Heero had a very good façade of suffocating ice. Not that that by itself wasn't deadly, add to that his lack of social skills and high probability of violent reactions, he really wasn't a people person.

Mix in the fact that he access to very powerful weapons and a low tolerance for morons; you really wouldn't want to get on Heero's bad side.

But Duo did that every day and yet he still breathed. That had always confuzzled Heero. No matter, all he wanted now was to eat and concentrate on the mission.

Of course Une had to choose something that Heero was totally not good at. Being a normal 16-year-old kid. She had to tell them to be inconspicuous, get good grades, and be "friendly." The mere thought sent chills up Heero's spine. She even told them to join a sports team!

Heero could be a team player, if he wanted to. Most of the time that wasn't case, occasionally the pilots played paint ball, but that wasn't a real sport.

Sure, Heero knew the basic rules to most sports, just to fit in, but these people were magical, Heero doubted that they were playing tennis for fun. Their sports were probably played on broomsticks or something.

That brought another question to Heero's mind, how did they get a household cleaning device to defy the laws of gravity?

Why a broom? Why not a vacuum cleaner? Or a mop?

All these questions would get him nowhere. Especially, when he had to keep a low profile, asking the other students about the levitating abilities of mops wouldn't exactly be normal, would it?

Maybe it would. Heero didn't know or care. As we mentioned before Heero was being very single-minded about the part where he was getting food.

GINNY

Harry Potter was such a moron; seriously, he was making eyes at Ami, after knowing her for all of five seconds. Ok, maybe Ginny was exaggerating a tiny bit, but hey it's not she was in love with him or anything.

After that whole poem thing in first year, the glamour of loving Harry Potter kind of faded away, like too little nail polish on too much nail.

Ginny didn't go for the whole tortured hero thing anyway, come on that was so last year, hello?

Ginny didn't like green eyes either, they were too, cheerful. How were you supposed to go out with a guy with eyes that were permanently cheerful? We're in a frickin war here, people!

Ginny preferred much darker eyes, like a brown or a black, but seeing as her school didn't have a large population of dark eyed boys, she was kind of at a problem with the dating thing.

Everyone in Hogwarts was so, done. Like in her fourth year she kind of dated every halfway decent guy, so it was slim pickings.

Not that Ginny needed a boy to validate herself; it's just that it would be nice. It would be nice to meet someone who was almost as emotionally scarred as herself.

That probably sounds bad, but for Ginny it didn't, emotional healing wasn't something Ginny was good at. Thus the need for an equally scarred person, if they were both so torn up inside then they could heal each other.

Not that you could see it, but the Riddle thing still left lasting effects on her, most guys would tell her to move on or were still afraid of her.

Also, someone who pissed off her brother was a plus; usually pissing off Ron was something she was good at. But lately she was getting tired of having the same arguments over and over again.

It was like she was living the same day again and again and again and, well you get the picture right?

Maybe the new transfers would be interesting, or they could be dreadfully boring and Ginny would end of dating Prem and then they would get married and have a million red haired non dark eyed children. But that's just speculation, isn't it?

Ginny shuddered dating Prem would be like dating Charlie, eww!

Regardless, she would probably end up showing the new kids around because she had nothing else to do. She wasn't going to do next year's coursework, not again, that would be a nightmare.

Ginny didn't even know why she had done that the previous year.

Maybe so she could finally get some recognition in her family, which was a bust. They all noticed of course, her mother fussing, father proudly hugging her, and her brothers were all sort of proud, but she that wasn't the kind of recognition she wanted.

She wanted the kind of recognition Harry had but didn't want. She wanted to be Ginny Weasley, not that red haired girl, not the girl, not Ron's sister, not that freaky girl who hangs out with the Slytherins, and most important of all, not Harry Potter's stalker.

That one really pissed Ginny off.

END

A/N: sighs We are never going to get to Halloween. Oh well. HAPPY NEW YEAR!

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