Author's Notes: It's me again! Sorry it's taken so long for me to update,
but AOL has gone wacky and so I've been limited to my time on the internet.
I'm going to go ahead and address all the reviews I've gotten so far.
Akiko- Thanks!
Bluejello- I'm glad you like it. Yes, Ginny is the next Jupiter, sort of.
SailorChibi- Cool! Thanks so much.
1 SmartAlec- Thanks for your suggestion. Although I kinda want to keep this a Ginny-centered fic, I will definitely consider it. Either way I go though, our favorite geniuses will make their appearances.
Fate's Child- In my story, Mako-chan never existed. Don't get me wrong, Makoto is one of my favorite scouts, but I have another person in mind for the role of the late Sailor Jupiter. Thanks for your review.
Forgotten Illusion- I'm sorry for the short chapters. My writing kind of comes in spurts. Bear with me though, and there should be some longer chapters soon.
Goddess-of-light- Yeah, it is kinda weird, but my muses won't leave me alone until I do it.
Jessica Black- Of course! It wouldn't be Harry Potter unless something unusual happened to him.
Well, the notes took up about as much as the first chapter. Oh well, on with the long-awaited (giggle) next chapter.
The Sisterhood Ch. 5
Summer came and went quickly, as summers often do. Harry and the rest of the Weasley brothers wiled away the hours playing Quidditch and Exploding Snap. Ron was happy to give Harry a daily beating in Wizard's chess. Hermione showed up about mid July and had been staying with the Weasleys ever since. Despite all the activities designed to keep Ginny off of everyone's mind, she was almost constant in Harry's thoughts. He could not sit down to a meal without wondering if she was doing the same. He could not lie down at night without hoping she was safe and happy. He would have been much happier if she was asleep in the room right next to him, under the faded quilt on her bed. No one had gone into Ginny's room after she left. Harry knew he shouldn't worry, Dumbledore had said it was best, and he trusted the Headmaster. In Harry's mind, though, it wasn't a matter of trust; it was a matter of protecting the girl he loved. How was he supposed to protect her if he had no clue of where she was? And so with visions of all of the horrible things that could happen to Ginny, he would drift of into an uneasy sleep riddled with nightmares of Death Eater attacks, green lights, and Ginny's screams.
Harry knew that Ron had not forgotten about his sister, either. One morning at breakfast, about a week after Hermione's arrival, the stress got to him. He slammed down his spoon, making porridge go everywhere, and stood up so fast his chair tipped over.
"How can we just sit here like nothing's happened?" he yelled.
"Ron, son, your not doing any good…" Mr. Weasley had began.
"Gin's not off on some holiday, dad. We let some woman take her off to God knows where and we don't know what's happening (or has happened) to her! She's not returning our letters!"
This was true. Several attempts had been made to send Ginny a letter with Pig, and each time he had come back with no letter at all, original or otherwise.
"There's nothing we can do about it, Ron." Fred answered.
"We can only trust that Dumbledore has done the right thing." George finished.
Yes, the twins had definitely been acting strange since Ginny left. They were calm and quiet. It was frightening.
Ron looked wildly about the room before storming out of the kitchen and up to his room. Hermione looked very nervous. She followed him about thirty seconds later. Harry found it very hard to finish his breakfast; he could barely swallow it.
By the time August 31 had rolled around, Harry was frantic. He had been pacing all morning, went out for a run in the afternoon, and was generally fidgety that evening at dinner.
"Harry, mate, what's wrong? You look like you've had a Twitching Charm cast on you."
"He's been like this all day." Hermione added, peering at Harry.
"Just excited about school, I guess."
"You've never been like this before." Ron said, perceptively.
"I believe it's safe to assume that he is anxious about Miss Weasley, as the rest of you are."
Everyone looked around to see Albus Dumbledore standing in the kitchen doorway. Mrs. Weasley gave a little surprised squeak.
"I am sorry, Molly. I did not mean to frighten you."
"To what do we owe this visit, Albus? Is there trouble?" Mr. Weasley asked.
"Oh no, Arthur. I am here to welcome Miss Weasley back."
"Ginny's back?!" Fred and George asked, excited.
"Why, yes. I do believe she will be arriving any moment now."
At this statement there arose such a noise from the Weasley's kitchen that Professor Dumbledore had to shout to make himself heard.
"If you will follow me we can greet her together." He said, half yelling, half laughing.
They all followed the Headmaster out the back door and to the yard. They walked for quite sometime into the fields surrounding the Weasley's home. They reached a relatively flat place where Dumbledore halted. Looking out to the horizon Harry could see a small rise in the land that one could not see over. The sky was dark and there was a strong, warm wind whipping his clothes about, warning of the coming storm. After they had stood there for a good five minutes, Professor Dumbledore spoke.
"Here she comes."
And, as surely as he had said it, a figure cloaked in green with the unmistakable Weasley red hair came riding over the hill. The horse was moving at a gallop and Ginny's green cloak was billowing out behind her. Harry personally thought that she had never looked more beautiful, and he couldn't really see her yet. Eight other mysterious riders followed more slowly behind her. They had their hoods up, so their faces were not visible, but their cloaks were so magnificent it hardly mattered. On the farthest left the rider was cloaked in white trimmed in gold. The next to the right was in blue that looked as if it had been spun from ice. A figure in crimson was next in the line, and when the cloak moved, it flashed the colors of a raging fire. To the right of that rider was a figure clad in yellow that rivaled the summer sun. It was fitting that the next wore a cloak so blue that it must have been stolen from the bluest skies. It was strange, Harry noted, but the wind seemed to move more violently around this figure than the others, including Ginny. It played with the cloak of the next rider, in a cloak of aquamarine that reminded one of the ocean. Harry had never been to the shore, but the sea was the first thing that came to his mind when he saw that figure. She was riding so closely with the one in deep blue that, if not for the clashing color of the cloaks, he would have thought that it was one person riding two horses. The next rider was the familiar form of the woman in black, Setsuna. He would never forget her as long as he lived. The last rider was smaller than all the rest and rode a black horse that contrasted harshly with the white and chestnut colors of the others. She wore a cloak of violet, so dark that Setsuna's black looked almost light against it. The wind, though blowing fiercely now, did not stir her cloak. It was unnerving.
Ginny rode quickly to the assembled party and vaulted off her horse to the arms of her mother. Her 'sisters' had ridden up behind her, and she supposed they had taken off their hoods because her brothers did not make a move to greet her. One glance confirmed her suspicion. Serenity (Serena to her sisters) was almost veela-like, with silver hair and skin that seemed to radiate moonbeams. Rei was a firey vixen with her raven hair and purple eyes. Ami had a quiet sort of beauty, with her odd blue hair and kind, almost sad blue eyes. Minako had sunny blond hair and big blue eyes. It was easy to see why she had been chosen to receive the powers of Venus. Haruka was pretty (Ginny didn't think Haruka liked that word.) in her own way. She was slender and had short whitish-blonde hair. Michiru had an elegant beauty, with her pale skin and aquamarine hair. Her features were small and dainty. Ginny doubted her brothers would be staring so intently had they known Haruka and Michiru's relationship. Haruka was protective of all of her 'sisters' but more so of her lover. (AN: I recognize their relationship and will stay true to that. If you have a problem, ignore it. Their relationship is not a main fixture in the story.) Setsuna had an older, wiser sort of look. Even little Hotaru possessed a beauty, dark and deadly as it was. Ginny had grown fond of the girl in their time spent together, but she realized that Hotaru's power was awesome and she controlled it with deadly accuracy. Altogether it was expected for her brothers to stare. Looking up again (with the intention of seeing who had caught Harry's fancy) she found Harry Potter's gaze not on her sisters, but on her. She felt her face heat under the emerald gaze. She had always had something of a crush on Harry, and they say absence makes the heart grow fonder. She knew she loved him by now, and it was a little hard for her to bear. She reached up to straighten her ribbon that had been knocked awry by the riding she had just done.
Her mother spoke.
"Well, there's going to be an awful storm. Would you like to go back to the house with us until it passes?"
"No, ma'am." The one in white replied. "We will have returned home before the storm becomes violent."
"We will just say our goodbyes quickly. I'm sure you have much to talk about with your daughter." Said the one in ice blue.
They all climbed gracefully off their horses. Ginny, turning, went to the one in white first. With a flourish of the hand, she presented Ginny with what looked like a staff of silver.
"May you always find comfort in the moonlight." After saying this she gave a quick hug to Ginny and disappeared with her horse in a shower of sparks. Next, Ginny went to the one clad in ice blue. She, with the same flourish of hand, gave Ginny a book bound in green with the symbol of Jupiter printed in silver on it.
"May you find the answers to all your questions." After a hug to Ginny, she too disappeared in blue shimmer.
The next was the raven-haired girl. She waved her hand making a bow of oak and a appear. She presented this to Ginny with a statement of:
"May you always have the strength to walk through the fire." She hugged Ginny and disappeared in a burst of flames.
Next was the smiling girl clad in sunshine. She presented Ginny with a hand mirror and brush plated in silver. She hugged her and said,
"May you always reflect the beauty of your soul." She left in a shower of stars.
The boyish looking woman was next. Her hard demeanor softened enough to give the younger girl a smile. She present Ginny with what looked like an emerald green dress (yes, a dress from Haruka).
"May you always find guidance in the wind." She said, and gave the girl the quickest hug possible before disappearing with a gust of wind.
Ginny chuckled and shook her head before moving to the woman in aquamarine. She gave the youngest Weasley a leather violin case (which no doubt contained a violin).
"May the tide of the sea always go in your favor." She stated, and after a hug, disappeared to the sound of crashing waves.
Ginny moved on to Setsuna. She formed a silver light in her hand and placed it on the top of the staff that the girl in white had given Ginny. It flashed brilliantly before turning into a ball of lightning and hovering just above the staff.
"May the wisdom of the years always be yours." She too hugged Ginny, lingering just a moment longer than the rest had. She, instead of disappearing, tapped the staff she held at her side. Huge gates formed behind her, engraved with pictures of the changing moon. With another tap the gateway opened and she walked into the mist just behind them.
Finally, Ginny came to the youngest girl. Her hair was deep black and short. Her skin was pale as death. Her eyes were so black they looked purple. Harry noticed that she held at her side a staff with a deadly- looking blade at the top. When she spoke, the area around them became silent and all they could hear was her voice. Her small voice sounded eerie in that many voices were coming out of her one mouth.
"May you never fear the silence." Was her simple statement. Then, with a gift of an emerald necklace to Ginny, she disappeared. The sound of the wind and distant thunder came back. Ginny smiled and shook her head. Even though Hotaru complained of everyone fearing her, she still liked to put on a show every now and then. She supposed it was the Sovereign of Silence showing out in her. Ginny turned to a very shocked family. Even Harry, who had lived through seeing Voldemort, had a look of fear and astonishment on his face. The only one who did not seem phased by the whole ordeal was Dumbledore. He cleared his throat and clapped his hands.
"Well, leave us all get back to the Burrow before we get soaked."
And so, with a silent Weasley family (plus Harry) in tow, Virginia Ophelia Weasley the new Lady Jupiter of the Sisterhood of the Cosmos and Albus Dumbledore the greatest wizard there had yet to be on the earth lead the way back to the warm house.
Akiko- Thanks!
Bluejello- I'm glad you like it. Yes, Ginny is the next Jupiter, sort of.
SailorChibi- Cool! Thanks so much.
1 SmartAlec- Thanks for your suggestion. Although I kinda want to keep this a Ginny-centered fic, I will definitely consider it. Either way I go though, our favorite geniuses will make their appearances.
Fate's Child- In my story, Mako-chan never existed. Don't get me wrong, Makoto is one of my favorite scouts, but I have another person in mind for the role of the late Sailor Jupiter. Thanks for your review.
Forgotten Illusion- I'm sorry for the short chapters. My writing kind of comes in spurts. Bear with me though, and there should be some longer chapters soon.
Goddess-of-light- Yeah, it is kinda weird, but my muses won't leave me alone until I do it.
Jessica Black- Of course! It wouldn't be Harry Potter unless something unusual happened to him.
Well, the notes took up about as much as the first chapter. Oh well, on with the long-awaited (giggle) next chapter.
The Sisterhood Ch. 5
Summer came and went quickly, as summers often do. Harry and the rest of the Weasley brothers wiled away the hours playing Quidditch and Exploding Snap. Ron was happy to give Harry a daily beating in Wizard's chess. Hermione showed up about mid July and had been staying with the Weasleys ever since. Despite all the activities designed to keep Ginny off of everyone's mind, she was almost constant in Harry's thoughts. He could not sit down to a meal without wondering if she was doing the same. He could not lie down at night without hoping she was safe and happy. He would have been much happier if she was asleep in the room right next to him, under the faded quilt on her bed. No one had gone into Ginny's room after she left. Harry knew he shouldn't worry, Dumbledore had said it was best, and he trusted the Headmaster. In Harry's mind, though, it wasn't a matter of trust; it was a matter of protecting the girl he loved. How was he supposed to protect her if he had no clue of where she was? And so with visions of all of the horrible things that could happen to Ginny, he would drift of into an uneasy sleep riddled with nightmares of Death Eater attacks, green lights, and Ginny's screams.
Harry knew that Ron had not forgotten about his sister, either. One morning at breakfast, about a week after Hermione's arrival, the stress got to him. He slammed down his spoon, making porridge go everywhere, and stood up so fast his chair tipped over.
"How can we just sit here like nothing's happened?" he yelled.
"Ron, son, your not doing any good…" Mr. Weasley had began.
"Gin's not off on some holiday, dad. We let some woman take her off to God knows where and we don't know what's happening (or has happened) to her! She's not returning our letters!"
This was true. Several attempts had been made to send Ginny a letter with Pig, and each time he had come back with no letter at all, original or otherwise.
"There's nothing we can do about it, Ron." Fred answered.
"We can only trust that Dumbledore has done the right thing." George finished.
Yes, the twins had definitely been acting strange since Ginny left. They were calm and quiet. It was frightening.
Ron looked wildly about the room before storming out of the kitchen and up to his room. Hermione looked very nervous. She followed him about thirty seconds later. Harry found it very hard to finish his breakfast; he could barely swallow it.
By the time August 31 had rolled around, Harry was frantic. He had been pacing all morning, went out for a run in the afternoon, and was generally fidgety that evening at dinner.
"Harry, mate, what's wrong? You look like you've had a Twitching Charm cast on you."
"He's been like this all day." Hermione added, peering at Harry.
"Just excited about school, I guess."
"You've never been like this before." Ron said, perceptively.
"I believe it's safe to assume that he is anxious about Miss Weasley, as the rest of you are."
Everyone looked around to see Albus Dumbledore standing in the kitchen doorway. Mrs. Weasley gave a little surprised squeak.
"I am sorry, Molly. I did not mean to frighten you."
"To what do we owe this visit, Albus? Is there trouble?" Mr. Weasley asked.
"Oh no, Arthur. I am here to welcome Miss Weasley back."
"Ginny's back?!" Fred and George asked, excited.
"Why, yes. I do believe she will be arriving any moment now."
At this statement there arose such a noise from the Weasley's kitchen that Professor Dumbledore had to shout to make himself heard.
"If you will follow me we can greet her together." He said, half yelling, half laughing.
They all followed the Headmaster out the back door and to the yard. They walked for quite sometime into the fields surrounding the Weasley's home. They reached a relatively flat place where Dumbledore halted. Looking out to the horizon Harry could see a small rise in the land that one could not see over. The sky was dark and there was a strong, warm wind whipping his clothes about, warning of the coming storm. After they had stood there for a good five minutes, Professor Dumbledore spoke.
"Here she comes."
And, as surely as he had said it, a figure cloaked in green with the unmistakable Weasley red hair came riding over the hill. The horse was moving at a gallop and Ginny's green cloak was billowing out behind her. Harry personally thought that she had never looked more beautiful, and he couldn't really see her yet. Eight other mysterious riders followed more slowly behind her. They had their hoods up, so their faces were not visible, but their cloaks were so magnificent it hardly mattered. On the farthest left the rider was cloaked in white trimmed in gold. The next to the right was in blue that looked as if it had been spun from ice. A figure in crimson was next in the line, and when the cloak moved, it flashed the colors of a raging fire. To the right of that rider was a figure clad in yellow that rivaled the summer sun. It was fitting that the next wore a cloak so blue that it must have been stolen from the bluest skies. It was strange, Harry noted, but the wind seemed to move more violently around this figure than the others, including Ginny. It played with the cloak of the next rider, in a cloak of aquamarine that reminded one of the ocean. Harry had never been to the shore, but the sea was the first thing that came to his mind when he saw that figure. She was riding so closely with the one in deep blue that, if not for the clashing color of the cloaks, he would have thought that it was one person riding two horses. The next rider was the familiar form of the woman in black, Setsuna. He would never forget her as long as he lived. The last rider was smaller than all the rest and rode a black horse that contrasted harshly with the white and chestnut colors of the others. She wore a cloak of violet, so dark that Setsuna's black looked almost light against it. The wind, though blowing fiercely now, did not stir her cloak. It was unnerving.
Ginny rode quickly to the assembled party and vaulted off her horse to the arms of her mother. Her 'sisters' had ridden up behind her, and she supposed they had taken off their hoods because her brothers did not make a move to greet her. One glance confirmed her suspicion. Serenity (Serena to her sisters) was almost veela-like, with silver hair and skin that seemed to radiate moonbeams. Rei was a firey vixen with her raven hair and purple eyes. Ami had a quiet sort of beauty, with her odd blue hair and kind, almost sad blue eyes. Minako had sunny blond hair and big blue eyes. It was easy to see why she had been chosen to receive the powers of Venus. Haruka was pretty (Ginny didn't think Haruka liked that word.) in her own way. She was slender and had short whitish-blonde hair. Michiru had an elegant beauty, with her pale skin and aquamarine hair. Her features were small and dainty. Ginny doubted her brothers would be staring so intently had they known Haruka and Michiru's relationship. Haruka was protective of all of her 'sisters' but more so of her lover. (AN: I recognize their relationship and will stay true to that. If you have a problem, ignore it. Their relationship is not a main fixture in the story.) Setsuna had an older, wiser sort of look. Even little Hotaru possessed a beauty, dark and deadly as it was. Ginny had grown fond of the girl in their time spent together, but she realized that Hotaru's power was awesome and she controlled it with deadly accuracy. Altogether it was expected for her brothers to stare. Looking up again (with the intention of seeing who had caught Harry's fancy) she found Harry Potter's gaze not on her sisters, but on her. She felt her face heat under the emerald gaze. She had always had something of a crush on Harry, and they say absence makes the heart grow fonder. She knew she loved him by now, and it was a little hard for her to bear. She reached up to straighten her ribbon that had been knocked awry by the riding she had just done.
Her mother spoke.
"Well, there's going to be an awful storm. Would you like to go back to the house with us until it passes?"
"No, ma'am." The one in white replied. "We will have returned home before the storm becomes violent."
"We will just say our goodbyes quickly. I'm sure you have much to talk about with your daughter." Said the one in ice blue.
They all climbed gracefully off their horses. Ginny, turning, went to the one in white first. With a flourish of the hand, she presented Ginny with what looked like a staff of silver.
"May you always find comfort in the moonlight." After saying this she gave a quick hug to Ginny and disappeared with her horse in a shower of sparks. Next, Ginny went to the one clad in ice blue. She, with the same flourish of hand, gave Ginny a book bound in green with the symbol of Jupiter printed in silver on it.
"May you find the answers to all your questions." After a hug to Ginny, she too disappeared in blue shimmer.
The next was the raven-haired girl. She waved her hand making a bow of oak and a appear. She presented this to Ginny with a statement of:
"May you always have the strength to walk through the fire." She hugged Ginny and disappeared in a burst of flames.
Next was the smiling girl clad in sunshine. She presented Ginny with a hand mirror and brush plated in silver. She hugged her and said,
"May you always reflect the beauty of your soul." She left in a shower of stars.
The boyish looking woman was next. Her hard demeanor softened enough to give the younger girl a smile. She present Ginny with what looked like an emerald green dress (yes, a dress from Haruka).
"May you always find guidance in the wind." She said, and gave the girl the quickest hug possible before disappearing with a gust of wind.
Ginny chuckled and shook her head before moving to the woman in aquamarine. She gave the youngest Weasley a leather violin case (which no doubt contained a violin).
"May the tide of the sea always go in your favor." She stated, and after a hug, disappeared to the sound of crashing waves.
Ginny moved on to Setsuna. She formed a silver light in her hand and placed it on the top of the staff that the girl in white had given Ginny. It flashed brilliantly before turning into a ball of lightning and hovering just above the staff.
"May the wisdom of the years always be yours." She too hugged Ginny, lingering just a moment longer than the rest had. She, instead of disappearing, tapped the staff she held at her side. Huge gates formed behind her, engraved with pictures of the changing moon. With another tap the gateway opened and she walked into the mist just behind them.
Finally, Ginny came to the youngest girl. Her hair was deep black and short. Her skin was pale as death. Her eyes were so black they looked purple. Harry noticed that she held at her side a staff with a deadly- looking blade at the top. When she spoke, the area around them became silent and all they could hear was her voice. Her small voice sounded eerie in that many voices were coming out of her one mouth.
"May you never fear the silence." Was her simple statement. Then, with a gift of an emerald necklace to Ginny, she disappeared. The sound of the wind and distant thunder came back. Ginny smiled and shook her head. Even though Hotaru complained of everyone fearing her, she still liked to put on a show every now and then. She supposed it was the Sovereign of Silence showing out in her. Ginny turned to a very shocked family. Even Harry, who had lived through seeing Voldemort, had a look of fear and astonishment on his face. The only one who did not seem phased by the whole ordeal was Dumbledore. He cleared his throat and clapped his hands.
"Well, leave us all get back to the Burrow before we get soaked."
And so, with a silent Weasley family (plus Harry) in tow, Virginia Ophelia Weasley the new Lady Jupiter of the Sisterhood of the Cosmos and Albus Dumbledore the greatest wizard there had yet to be on the earth lead the way back to the warm house.
