A Prayer-Part 12 and Epilogue
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Disclaimer: I can't remember whether I put this in the rest of my stories or not, but here goes:Idon'townSailorMoonorHarryPotter,sodon'tsuemecauseallyou'llgetispocketlint. Whew! How was that?
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AUTHOR'S NOTE BELOW! VERY LONG AND BORING! READ AT OWN RISK!
* begins to cry melodramatically * This is the last part! I really enjoyed writing this, and I hope you enjoyed reading it (even though I probably made thousands upon thousands of little bitty mistakes)!
A few explanations: I did not put Hotaru in this fic, simply because I don't know much about her character. If I had put her, it would have turned pretty bad very quickly. The senshi did not call the teachers ______-sensei, because, well, they're not the senshi's teachers are they? ^_^ Or maybe it was a careless mistake on my part, I don't know . . .oh, well. Thanks for pointing that out, anywho. I know Malfoy was a little OOC, but I just like the little brute so much! ^_^ Well, I gave him a reason for being OOC, so that's OK. Thank you all for all your wonderful ideas! Even if I didn't use them, I still liked them alot! I would've used all of them, but then it would've turned out weird.^_^
This is turning into an essay, so I'll leave you with this: Save me from the men in the white coats!!
Takami the Muse: It was all me! This fic is mine! BWA HAH HAH HAH!!!
Me: How would you like to be on of those crispy critters they eat on Survivor?
Takami: I'll be quiet now.
Me: Thank you. Oh, yeah, and sorry this took almost a month to get out! I've been having a serious case of writers block. The only cure? Some time off! Now, on with the story!
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Mamoru said his good-byes to the senshi, shook Dumbledore's hand and thanked him profusely for taking care of "his little Usako" and was port-keyed back to Japan by McGonagall. The senshi and the wizards were shooed back into the castle, were the senshi, Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Malfoy were led into the hospital wing by Dumbledore. The senshi were check up on by Madame Pomfrey.
"Honestly," the weary woman sighed. " This is nothing short of a miracle! You've just come out of a fight with You-Know-Who almost completely unscathed! except for young Harry, that's unheard of!"
After Madame Pomfrey left, Harry sat in one of the cold chairs, looking at Dumbledore. He was leaning against the wall, looking at the floor, and looking very gray.
"You think he'll come back, don't you?" Harry mumbled, shattering the silence.
Dumbledore lifted his head and looked at Harry. The sparkle in his eyes was gone. "Yes, I do. Maybe he'll come back tomorrow, maybe in another 11 years, but there is no doubt in my mind that he will come back."
"You know," Rei said quietly. "that we'll always be here to help . . .if he shows up again . . ."
"Right," Michiru agreed, and the rest of the girl nodded to show there agreement.
"My dear ladies," Dumbledore sighed, and smiled sadly. " It's my suspicion that the last battle will be fought by only one person. . ." All eyes turned to Harry, and he looked down, embarrassed.
Rei walked up to him, and put her hand on his shoulder, and Ron did likewise with the other shoulder. Hermione locked her hand firmly on his arm. Malfoy and the other girls did nothing, but they were all smiling.
In this bright and shining moment, Snape walked in and frowned at the lovey-doveyness.((AN: Psh. Go figure.)) "I think," he purred, with a fake smile plastered on his face. "that the girls should go home soon. They must be tired."
Dumbledore nodded. "I agree. But, if you want too, you are welcome to stay another night."
"What do you think, Usagi-chan?" Makoto asked. "Should we go home, or stay one more night?"
Usagi wrinkled her brow, and thought for a moment. "Tomorrow, we'll leave. We'll have more time to say our Good-byes. Plus, I don't want to leave on an empty stomach!"((^_^'))
Snape frowned and left the room. Without meaning too, Ron yawned. "Oops," he said sheepishly, covering his mouth.
Dumbledore smiled. "I think it's time we all went to bed." No one argued as they were marched up to their beds. The senshi didn't even bother to detransform, and everyone was asleep before they hit their pillows.
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Usagi woke the next morning to someone pinching her nose. "Ack!" she squealed. "Rei-chan! Get off!"
"Get up, baka!" Rei frowned. "Everyone is already up, and it's time for breakfast!"
"BREAKFAST?!" Usagi jumped straight up and Rei almost flew across the room.
"Usagi-chan!"Rei yelled after her. "You're still wearing your . . . "
But Usagi was already racing downstairs, taking the steps two at a time, until she missed a step and was sent crashing right into the dining hall.
Red-faced, she got up, and noticed everyone was looking at her funny. "Nani? What are you all looking at?" She reached down to brush her pants off, but then she realized she wasn't wearing any. She was in a skirt. Her senshi skirt.
"AAAAHHHHH! I mean, oops . . . ." Oh boy, Usagi thought. I've done it now.
"Look! It's Sailor Moon! You know, from the legend!" Colin Creevey shouted. Looks of recognition spread across the dining hall. Everyone oohed and ahhed and crowded around her.
Uh oh, what am I gonna do now? She noticed Harry looking at her shocked. Then he looked down, laughed and shook his head.
"Uh, that's right! I'm Sailor Moon, the champion of justice!" She went into a pose, and knocked Colin off his feet while doing so. "I'm here to, uh . . ."
"....deliver a message!" Sailor Mars finished. Shooting daggers at Sailor Moon with her eyes, she walked up to the head of the table where the teachers were sitting, and climbed on top of it so she could be seen.
"Our Queen," she started. "has been watching this castle. She recognizes the contribution you've all made in helping the fight against evil."
"That's right!" Sailor Jupiter joined in. "She thanks you all . . . " She jerked her leg back and hit Professor Snape, who was trying to look up her skirt, in the face. . . . "very much!"((AN: Ecchi . . . look it up. ^_^))
Sailor Venus and Mercury chimed in. "Hai! Yes! Thank you!" The students accept this answer and burst into a applause while The Sailor Scout exited, pulling Usagi with them.
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After breakfast, the girls gathered outside in front of the lake with Dumbledore, Harry, and the rest. Haruka, Michiru all bowed and shook Dumbledore's hand respectfully, and the other waved at him. Rei walked up to Harry with a smile.
"With hope, I won't have to visit here to aid you again for along time, but . .. " she sighed. " I would like to visit you sometime."
Harry smiled. "Come back anytime."
Rei smiled back, gave Harry a quick hug, bowed, and returned to the other girls.
Minako walked up to Ron while the other girls were saying their good-byes to everyone, and asked, "Will I ever see you again?"
"I don't know," she replied with a wink. "I hope so."
"Me too." And then he gave Minako a kiss on the cheek.
She looked at him, astonished that such a shy boy would kiss her, then smiled wide, gave the v-sign, and went to join her friends.
The girl quickly transformed, and joined hands. Luna and Artemis stepped into the middle of the circle they had formed.
"Thank you for your hospitality!" Luna called.
"Hai, hai! Arigato goziamasu!((spelling??))" Artemis added.
"It was my pleasure!" Dumbledore called back.
"Bye!" Harry, Ron, Malfoy and Hermione called.
"SAILOR . . ."
"Minako!" Ron called suddenly. "Write to me!"
"I don't know your address!"
"Use an . . ."
"TELEPORT!"
" . . .owl." Ron sighed. They were gone.
Sadly, the wizards made their way back to the castle. Ron was looking downcast, and Hermione gave him a quick hug.
"Don't worry, Ron. Now you have something to look forward to!"
"What?"
"The day when you are old enough to go to Japan to look for Minako!"
Ron looked at Hermione and grinned. Harry laugh, gave Ron a playful punch on the shoulder, and walked through the big doors that led into the Dining Room.
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DING-dong!
"Come in!" Mamoru called.
"Usagi opened the door and walked in. She sat on the couch next to Mamoru, and he put his arm around her neck.
"Boy," she laughed. "Do I have a lot to tell you!"
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20 YEARS LATER . . .
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A tall blonde man made his way through the dark halls of Azkaban Prison. Occasionally, withered gray hands reached through the bars of their cells and tried to grab the man's cloak, but drew back when the Dementors ((AN: Or the freaky looking prison guards)) that flanked him on each side hissed.
The man stopped at a cell, and motioned for the Dementors to leave. When they didn't, he reached for his wand, and they scattered.
"Hello, Father." the man said into the cell.
"Hello, Draco, my son." the figure that crouched in the corner said.
"Father, I have a question to ask. 20 years ago, a girl said to me that I had some sort of evil spirit or something in me . . ."
"And you want to know exactly how it got there?" The figure laughed coldly, and it echoed through the cells and made many of the prisoners moan. "My master did that, of course. Tsk-tsk, I thought you would've figured that out by now . . ."
Draco Malfoy nodded grimly. He'd already guessed that part, but he still had a few questions he needed answered . . .
"Why, you wonder?" Lucius croaked.
"Yes . . why?"
"Oh, my master sensed that you would be a good boy . .too good, in fact, to help us. Good boys tend to have to many ideals . . . So, my master . . .well, he took you and he . . "
"Stop right there, Father. I don't want to here it." Draco turned away.
"You would've made an excellent Death Eater, like your friends, what was it, Blab and Soyle?"
"Crabbe and Goyle. But a lot of good it did them . . they're dead."
"They died, rather than give up their masters secrets." The figure stood up shakily.
"Sit down, Father. I'm leaving. Ministry of Magic business to attend to." Draco began to walk away when a thought stuck him. "Did Mother . . ."
"No, of course not. You're mother knew nothing about it."
Draco nodded, and left swiftly.
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Draco sat idly at his desk. He knew he had work to do, but he just didn't want to at the moment. He picked up a photo of Hermione and himself, having a picnic. They were currently enjoying some Lemon Meringue Tarts. ((AN: For you non-HPers, the people in the pictures move.))
He sighed, put the picture down, and picked up the sign that sat on his next.
"'Draco Malfoy, Minister of Finances.' You always did enjoy money, didn't you?"
"Talking to yourself again, Draco? You should stop hanging around with those Dementors!"
It was Ron, tall and gangly, leaning against the door frame, and munching on an apple. Draco smiled. "I thought that a Minister of Foreign affairs would have more to do!"
Ron grinned, and chucked his apple at Draco, who ducked, and let the apple fly out the window. " Guess where I get to travel this month?"
"Mongolia?"
"Japan! And do you know who lives in Japan?"
"Could it be that cute little blonde girl who you kissed in your fifth year?"
"Righto! I finally managed to track her down! Apparently she's a singer or something."
Draco laughed. "Have fun!"
"I will, but right now, I have to work on my Japanese." Ron held up a Japanese to English Dictionary.
"Right now? But I thought maybe you would've had some work to do before you left. Boy, Harry sure does let you slack off!"
"Yeah, ain't it great? I just love having him as Minister of Magic. Well, see ya!"
"Bye. Bring me back a souvenir." Draco smiled, and picked up his quill to begin marking some documents. Yes, this was the good life.
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I'll leave what happened to Voldemort and Harry that led up to the 20 YEARS LATER part to your imaginations . . and to J.K. Rowlings'! My friend thought I ended this to quickly. Give me your ideas, and I'll fix it up! Thanks!
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Disclaimer: I can't remember whether I put this in the rest of my stories or not, but here goes:Idon'townSailorMoonorHarryPotter,sodon'tsuemecauseallyou'llgetispocketlint. Whew! How was that?
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AUTHOR'S NOTE BELOW! VERY LONG AND BORING! READ AT OWN RISK!
* begins to cry melodramatically * This is the last part! I really enjoyed writing this, and I hope you enjoyed reading it (even though I probably made thousands upon thousands of little bitty mistakes)!
A few explanations: I did not put Hotaru in this fic, simply because I don't know much about her character. If I had put her, it would have turned pretty bad very quickly. The senshi did not call the teachers ______-sensei, because, well, they're not the senshi's teachers are they? ^_^ Or maybe it was a careless mistake on my part, I don't know . . .oh, well. Thanks for pointing that out, anywho. I know Malfoy was a little OOC, but I just like the little brute so much! ^_^ Well, I gave him a reason for being OOC, so that's OK. Thank you all for all your wonderful ideas! Even if I didn't use them, I still liked them alot! I would've used all of them, but then it would've turned out weird.^_^
This is turning into an essay, so I'll leave you with this: Save me from the men in the white coats!!
Takami the Muse: It was all me! This fic is mine! BWA HAH HAH HAH!!!
Me: How would you like to be on of those crispy critters they eat on Survivor?
Takami: I'll be quiet now.
Me: Thank you. Oh, yeah, and sorry this took almost a month to get out! I've been having a serious case of writers block. The only cure? Some time off! Now, on with the story!
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Mamoru said his good-byes to the senshi, shook Dumbledore's hand and thanked him profusely for taking care of "his little Usako" and was port-keyed back to Japan by McGonagall. The senshi and the wizards were shooed back into the castle, were the senshi, Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Malfoy were led into the hospital wing by Dumbledore. The senshi were check up on by Madame Pomfrey.
"Honestly," the weary woman sighed. " This is nothing short of a miracle! You've just come out of a fight with You-Know-Who almost completely unscathed! except for young Harry, that's unheard of!"
After Madame Pomfrey left, Harry sat in one of the cold chairs, looking at Dumbledore. He was leaning against the wall, looking at the floor, and looking very gray.
"You think he'll come back, don't you?" Harry mumbled, shattering the silence.
Dumbledore lifted his head and looked at Harry. The sparkle in his eyes was gone. "Yes, I do. Maybe he'll come back tomorrow, maybe in another 11 years, but there is no doubt in my mind that he will come back."
"You know," Rei said quietly. "that we'll always be here to help . . .if he shows up again . . ."
"Right," Michiru agreed, and the rest of the girl nodded to show there agreement.
"My dear ladies," Dumbledore sighed, and smiled sadly. " It's my suspicion that the last battle will be fought by only one person. . ." All eyes turned to Harry, and he looked down, embarrassed.
Rei walked up to him, and put her hand on his shoulder, and Ron did likewise with the other shoulder. Hermione locked her hand firmly on his arm. Malfoy and the other girls did nothing, but they were all smiling.
In this bright and shining moment, Snape walked in and frowned at the lovey-doveyness.((AN: Psh. Go figure.)) "I think," he purred, with a fake smile plastered on his face. "that the girls should go home soon. They must be tired."
Dumbledore nodded. "I agree. But, if you want too, you are welcome to stay another night."
"What do you think, Usagi-chan?" Makoto asked. "Should we go home, or stay one more night?"
Usagi wrinkled her brow, and thought for a moment. "Tomorrow, we'll leave. We'll have more time to say our Good-byes. Plus, I don't want to leave on an empty stomach!"((^_^'))
Snape frowned and left the room. Without meaning too, Ron yawned. "Oops," he said sheepishly, covering his mouth.
Dumbledore smiled. "I think it's time we all went to bed." No one argued as they were marched up to their beds. The senshi didn't even bother to detransform, and everyone was asleep before they hit their pillows.
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Usagi woke the next morning to someone pinching her nose. "Ack!" she squealed. "Rei-chan! Get off!"
"Get up, baka!" Rei frowned. "Everyone is already up, and it's time for breakfast!"
"BREAKFAST?!" Usagi jumped straight up and Rei almost flew across the room.
"Usagi-chan!"Rei yelled after her. "You're still wearing your . . . "
But Usagi was already racing downstairs, taking the steps two at a time, until she missed a step and was sent crashing right into the dining hall.
Red-faced, she got up, and noticed everyone was looking at her funny. "Nani? What are you all looking at?" She reached down to brush her pants off, but then she realized she wasn't wearing any. She was in a skirt. Her senshi skirt.
"AAAAHHHHH! I mean, oops . . . ." Oh boy, Usagi thought. I've done it now.
"Look! It's Sailor Moon! You know, from the legend!" Colin Creevey shouted. Looks of recognition spread across the dining hall. Everyone oohed and ahhed and crowded around her.
Uh oh, what am I gonna do now? She noticed Harry looking at her shocked. Then he looked down, laughed and shook his head.
"Uh, that's right! I'm Sailor Moon, the champion of justice!" She went into a pose, and knocked Colin off his feet while doing so. "I'm here to, uh . . ."
"....deliver a message!" Sailor Mars finished. Shooting daggers at Sailor Moon with her eyes, she walked up to the head of the table where the teachers were sitting, and climbed on top of it so she could be seen.
"Our Queen," she started. "has been watching this castle. She recognizes the contribution you've all made in helping the fight against evil."
"That's right!" Sailor Jupiter joined in. "She thanks you all . . . " She jerked her leg back and hit Professor Snape, who was trying to look up her skirt, in the face. . . . "very much!"((AN: Ecchi . . . look it up. ^_^))
Sailor Venus and Mercury chimed in. "Hai! Yes! Thank you!" The students accept this answer and burst into a applause while The Sailor Scout exited, pulling Usagi with them.
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After breakfast, the girls gathered outside in front of the lake with Dumbledore, Harry, and the rest. Haruka, Michiru all bowed and shook Dumbledore's hand respectfully, and the other waved at him. Rei walked up to Harry with a smile.
"With hope, I won't have to visit here to aid you again for along time, but . .. " she sighed. " I would like to visit you sometime."
Harry smiled. "Come back anytime."
Rei smiled back, gave Harry a quick hug, bowed, and returned to the other girls.
Minako walked up to Ron while the other girls were saying their good-byes to everyone, and asked, "Will I ever see you again?"
"I don't know," she replied with a wink. "I hope so."
"Me too." And then he gave Minako a kiss on the cheek.
She looked at him, astonished that such a shy boy would kiss her, then smiled wide, gave the v-sign, and went to join her friends.
The girl quickly transformed, and joined hands. Luna and Artemis stepped into the middle of the circle they had formed.
"Thank you for your hospitality!" Luna called.
"Hai, hai! Arigato goziamasu!((spelling??))" Artemis added.
"It was my pleasure!" Dumbledore called back.
"Bye!" Harry, Ron, Malfoy and Hermione called.
"SAILOR . . ."
"Minako!" Ron called suddenly. "Write to me!"
"I don't know your address!"
"Use an . . ."
"TELEPORT!"
" . . .owl." Ron sighed. They were gone.
Sadly, the wizards made their way back to the castle. Ron was looking downcast, and Hermione gave him a quick hug.
"Don't worry, Ron. Now you have something to look forward to!"
"What?"
"The day when you are old enough to go to Japan to look for Minako!"
Ron looked at Hermione and grinned. Harry laugh, gave Ron a playful punch on the shoulder, and walked through the big doors that led into the Dining Room.
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DING-dong!
"Come in!" Mamoru called.
"Usagi opened the door and walked in. She sat on the couch next to Mamoru, and he put his arm around her neck.
"Boy," she laughed. "Do I have a lot to tell you!"
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20 YEARS LATER . . .
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A tall blonde man made his way through the dark halls of Azkaban Prison. Occasionally, withered gray hands reached through the bars of their cells and tried to grab the man's cloak, but drew back when the Dementors ((AN: Or the freaky looking prison guards)) that flanked him on each side hissed.
The man stopped at a cell, and motioned for the Dementors to leave. When they didn't, he reached for his wand, and they scattered.
"Hello, Father." the man said into the cell.
"Hello, Draco, my son." the figure that crouched in the corner said.
"Father, I have a question to ask. 20 years ago, a girl said to me that I had some sort of evil spirit or something in me . . ."
"And you want to know exactly how it got there?" The figure laughed coldly, and it echoed through the cells and made many of the prisoners moan. "My master did that, of course. Tsk-tsk, I thought you would've figured that out by now . . ."
Draco Malfoy nodded grimly. He'd already guessed that part, but he still had a few questions he needed answered . . .
"Why, you wonder?" Lucius croaked.
"Yes . . why?"
"Oh, my master sensed that you would be a good boy . .too good, in fact, to help us. Good boys tend to have to many ideals . . . So, my master . . .well, he took you and he . . "
"Stop right there, Father. I don't want to here it." Draco turned away.
"You would've made an excellent Death Eater, like your friends, what was it, Blab and Soyle?"
"Crabbe and Goyle. But a lot of good it did them . . they're dead."
"They died, rather than give up their masters secrets." The figure stood up shakily.
"Sit down, Father. I'm leaving. Ministry of Magic business to attend to." Draco began to walk away when a thought stuck him. "Did Mother . . ."
"No, of course not. You're mother knew nothing about it."
Draco nodded, and left swiftly.
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Draco sat idly at his desk. He knew he had work to do, but he just didn't want to at the moment. He picked up a photo of Hermione and himself, having a picnic. They were currently enjoying some Lemon Meringue Tarts. ((AN: For you non-HPers, the people in the pictures move.))
He sighed, put the picture down, and picked up the sign that sat on his next.
"'Draco Malfoy, Minister of Finances.' You always did enjoy money, didn't you?"
"Talking to yourself again, Draco? You should stop hanging around with those Dementors!"
It was Ron, tall and gangly, leaning against the door frame, and munching on an apple. Draco smiled. "I thought that a Minister of Foreign affairs would have more to do!"
Ron grinned, and chucked his apple at Draco, who ducked, and let the apple fly out the window. " Guess where I get to travel this month?"
"Mongolia?"
"Japan! And do you know who lives in Japan?"
"Could it be that cute little blonde girl who you kissed in your fifth year?"
"Righto! I finally managed to track her down! Apparently she's a singer or something."
Draco laughed. "Have fun!"
"I will, but right now, I have to work on my Japanese." Ron held up a Japanese to English Dictionary.
"Right now? But I thought maybe you would've had some work to do before you left. Boy, Harry sure does let you slack off!"
"Yeah, ain't it great? I just love having him as Minister of Magic. Well, see ya!"
"Bye. Bring me back a souvenir." Draco smiled, and picked up his quill to begin marking some documents. Yes, this was the good life.
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I'll leave what happened to Voldemort and Harry that led up to the 20 YEARS LATER part to your imaginations . . and to J.K. Rowlings'! My friend thought I ended this to quickly. Give me your ideas, and I'll fix it up! Thanks!