That was Then, This is Now
Disclaimer: This is the disclaimer that never ends, it just goes on and on my friends. An author, started writing it, not knowing what it was, and she'll continue writing it to say that the characters do not belong to her forever just because, this is the disclaimer that never ends, it just goes on and on my friends. *Gets dragged of by the nice men in the white coats...again...*
Kristin: Not much to say really. Draco reflects on some stuff. Hermione has a talk with Usagi. Hotaru and Harry have a nice little talk. Mostly just a bunch of talking. No real action.
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Chapter Eleven
Hermione clutched at her book tightly as she walked down the hallway. According to Harry, Sirius had left that morning, and she was a little worried about talking to Professor Black without him there. She paused outside the door to the professor's office, before knocking on it. "Come in."
Hermione pushed the door open, and stepped into the surprisingly cozy room. Professor Black was sitting behind her desk, sorting through a pile of what looked like the Daily Prophet. She opened a drawer and swept the newspapers into it, but not before Hermione saw a headline that said 'Voldemort Attacks School in France'. Professor Black leaned back in her chair, and watched Hermione expectantly. Hermione swallowed her nervousness, and proceeded with her original intent. "Professor, why did you give me the book?"
Professor Black smiled, somewhat unexpectedly, and took the book out of Hermione's hands. She flipped to a page that said Mercury at the top, and handed the book back to younger girl. "That's Mercury, although we always called her Ami. She was reborn, just like the rest of us, and is at the moment working as a muggle doctor in Germany. You see I keep close tabs on my scouts. They were my protectors, but they were also my friends. Ami was never very strong physically, but I think that we depended on her in a battle more than anyone. She was the brain behind everything that we did and I admired her a great deal for that.
'We had a life between the moon kingdom and this one that is not written in that book. You see, Beryl, before she died, screwed with the timeline, sending us into an alternate universe, where we were given false memories, and constantly under attack. We would all have died several more times than we actually did in that lifetime if it wasn't for Ami. She was the one who actually figured out what had happened, and had Pluto send us here as babies to start over. All of us were loyal to each other, but I think that we would all agree that Ami was the most loyal of all. She cared about a lot of things that weren't scout related, but if any of us needed help, she would drop whatever she was doing, and come to our aid. Even if she knew that she wouldn't survive.
'I've watched you Hermione Granger and you remind me a great deal of Ami. You're intelligent. Loyal to your friends. Filled with an inner strength that few see, but is admired by those that do see it. I knew that you wouldn't betray me, or my secret. However, just so you know, I did place a spell on that book. If you talk about it or show it to anybody who has no previous knowledge of the Silver Millennium, it will disappear. A safety precaution, which I'm sure you understand." Professor Black smiled again this time at the dumb struck look on Hermione's face.
"If that was all that you wanted to know, Miss Granger, then I believe that this little meeting is over."
Hermione snapped out of her daze with a few blinks and shook her head. "Actually, there was something else."
Professor Black looked up from her desk. She hadn't expected for there to be anything else in the conversation. "Is that so? Well, what is it?"
Hermione flipped a few pages in the book and handed back to her professor. It now showed Uranus. "I know that I've seen that woman before. I don't know where, but I have seen her. You just said that you 'keep tabs' on your scouts, so I figured that you would be able to help me."
Usagi barely glanced at the picture, before handing it back to Hermione. "I am not surprised that you have seen her, although I am surprised that you recognized her. She has changed quite a bit in appearance since this picture was taken. I'm afraid that I will not be able to give you the information that you want. I have it, but it isn't my place to tell you. There is a student in the school who would be able to answer that question. However, I don't believe that you two are exactly on speaking terms. Now, if that is all, then I would appreciate it if you left. As much as I have enjoyed our little talk, I still have a great deal of work to do, and talking to you isn't helping to get it done. Please don't be offended by my sudden desire to get you out of my office, and don't be discouraged by my lack of cooperation. Good day, Miss Granger, and remember, keep the book secret if you wish to keep it at all."
Hermione nodded, and left the office. She suddenly had a lot more to think about.
*
Hotaru fell down backwards onto a couch in the Gryffindor common room. Her legs were bent at the knees and hung over the armrest, and her head rested in a startled Harry's lap. She smiled serenely up at him. "Mum told me what you did." Harry placed the potion's paper he had been writing on the cushion next to him, and tried to not look bothered by Hotaru using his lap as a pillow. He failed miserably.
"What did I do?" Hotaru stretched her arms over her head, before crossing them over her stomach.
"Nothing to be ashamed of. You brought my dad here. I don't think that I have ever seen my mum as happy as she has been in the last week. She was right to try and get custody of you. You deserve so much better than what you have gotten." Harry's eyebrows furrowed together in confusion.
"What do you mean?" Hotaru frowned slightly.
"Nobody ever told you, did they? Bloody hell, Harry, just think about it. My dad was your dad's best friend, and they made him your godfather. My mum was your mum's best friend, and she was married to your dad's best friend. Now, what would the logical conclusion be in this situation?"
"Are you telling me that Usagi Black, is my godmother?" Hotaru arched an eyebrow at Harry.
"There's need to sound so upset about it." She plucked one of Harry's hands off of the seat, where it had been resting and began to bend his index finger back and forth. Harry threw a dismayed look first at his hand, and then at Hotaru. She laughed, but released his hand and said, "You need to loosen up, Harry. How do you ever expect to get a girlfriend if you're always so uptight?"
"Who said that I wanted a girlfriend?" Hotaru cocked her head to the side as best as she could while lying down.
"You don't? You're probably the only guy at this school above second year who doesn't. Geez, Harry, you have a bony lap." She rolled over onto her stomach, grabbed a pillow from the end of the couch, placed it on Harry's lap, rolled onto her back again and laid her head back down all in one fluid movement. As she squirmed into a more comfortable position, Hotaru couldn't keep from laughing at Harry's bewildered facial expression. "Now, where was I? Oh yeah, your lack of a girlfriend. So why don't you want one? Scared of commitment? Don't want to give up your spare time?"
"I really don't want to talk about it, okay?" She studied his face for a few moments and then smiled gently.
"Okay. But, if you ever want to talk about it, because I can tell that it's bothering you, remember that I'll always be here for you." Hotaru smiled again. She stood up, and crossed to the back of the couch. She leaned over the top of the couch, her face only inches away from Harry's. "Anyway, about that thing with my mum? Thanks."
Hotaru pecked him on the cheek, and then ran upstairs to her dorm room. Harry sat still for a few long moments, completely stunned. He came out of his daze when Ron sat down next to him, and poked his arm a few times. "So, what was that all about," Ron asked. Harry glanced in the direction that Hotaru left.
"I don't really know."
*
Draco paced back and forth in his dorm room. There had to be something wrong with him. He was positive that if he wasn't sick, than he was at least under a curse, a hex, or something. It was impossible that he was actually falling for Chibi Chibi Black. Simply out of the question. She was stubborn, annoying, insufferable, beautiful, high-strung...wait just a second. How did beautiful get in there? Draco groaned loudly and swung his cloak around his shoulders. Maybe a walk would take his mind off of things.
He stalked out of the dungeons, younger Slytherins cowering as he passed. He was frustrated and angry, and it showed. Draco paused, taking a few deep breaths to calm down and replace his impenetrable mask before continuing. Despite his efforts, his thoughts kept traveling back to Chibi Chibi. After thirty minutes of failing to banish her from his mind, Draco simply started to think of reasons that he couldn't like Chibi Chibi. So far, nothing that he had was in the least convincing. He sighed heavily, and raked a hand through his hair.
His musings were interrupted by the sound of laughter, drifting through an open window to his left. Draco walked over to the window, and looked down. Below him was the very person he had been thinking about, and her friend Ginny. Chibi Chibi was gesturing wildly with her hands, and laughing loudly. Her already bright eyes sparkled with excitement. Draco swore that he felt his heart skip a beat. He backed away from the window when Chibi Chibi suddenly looked up, her eyes locking with his. His throat went dry, and it was suddenly very hard to breathe. Draco started toward the infirmary. There was no other explanation. He had to be sick.
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Kristin: Sorry it took so long to get this chapter up. I was too busy being shocked at going from getting eighteen reviews a chapter, to eight reviews a chapter. See? More reviews do make the chapters come out faster.
Special Thanks to:
Lady Light: Serenity-mother, Selenity-grandmother, Selene-great- grandmother.
Sailor Bree
Sailor Millenia: She isn't going to become Neo-Queen Serenity for a while yet. Yes, this will be Draco/Chibi Chibi
Alexz
Kolinshar Jackie-chan Benito: Sorry about your Internet. I would probably die if that happened to me.that's kinda sad, isn't it?
Booyaka: There is a reason that Malfoy is OOC. I have a theory about him. I don't think that he is evil, or even all that bad of a guy. It's obvious that he respects and admires his father a great deal. Because of that, I think that Draco tries to act like his father; however, I don't think that he really wants to. It's all just a mask that he is putting on, and Chibi Chibi is starting to peal it away. Does that make any sense at all?
Silver Moon Goddess
Adyen
Disclaimer: This is the disclaimer that never ends, it just goes on and on my friends. An author, started writing it, not knowing what it was, and she'll continue writing it to say that the characters do not belong to her forever just because, this is the disclaimer that never ends, it just goes on and on my friends. *Gets dragged of by the nice men in the white coats...again...*
Kristin: Not much to say really. Draco reflects on some stuff. Hermione has a talk with Usagi. Hotaru and Harry have a nice little talk. Mostly just a bunch of talking. No real action.
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Chapter Eleven
Hermione clutched at her book tightly as she walked down the hallway. According to Harry, Sirius had left that morning, and she was a little worried about talking to Professor Black without him there. She paused outside the door to the professor's office, before knocking on it. "Come in."
Hermione pushed the door open, and stepped into the surprisingly cozy room. Professor Black was sitting behind her desk, sorting through a pile of what looked like the Daily Prophet. She opened a drawer and swept the newspapers into it, but not before Hermione saw a headline that said 'Voldemort Attacks School in France'. Professor Black leaned back in her chair, and watched Hermione expectantly. Hermione swallowed her nervousness, and proceeded with her original intent. "Professor, why did you give me the book?"
Professor Black smiled, somewhat unexpectedly, and took the book out of Hermione's hands. She flipped to a page that said Mercury at the top, and handed the book back to younger girl. "That's Mercury, although we always called her Ami. She was reborn, just like the rest of us, and is at the moment working as a muggle doctor in Germany. You see I keep close tabs on my scouts. They were my protectors, but they were also my friends. Ami was never very strong physically, but I think that we depended on her in a battle more than anyone. She was the brain behind everything that we did and I admired her a great deal for that.
'We had a life between the moon kingdom and this one that is not written in that book. You see, Beryl, before she died, screwed with the timeline, sending us into an alternate universe, where we were given false memories, and constantly under attack. We would all have died several more times than we actually did in that lifetime if it wasn't for Ami. She was the one who actually figured out what had happened, and had Pluto send us here as babies to start over. All of us were loyal to each other, but I think that we would all agree that Ami was the most loyal of all. She cared about a lot of things that weren't scout related, but if any of us needed help, she would drop whatever she was doing, and come to our aid. Even if she knew that she wouldn't survive.
'I've watched you Hermione Granger and you remind me a great deal of Ami. You're intelligent. Loyal to your friends. Filled with an inner strength that few see, but is admired by those that do see it. I knew that you wouldn't betray me, or my secret. However, just so you know, I did place a spell on that book. If you talk about it or show it to anybody who has no previous knowledge of the Silver Millennium, it will disappear. A safety precaution, which I'm sure you understand." Professor Black smiled again this time at the dumb struck look on Hermione's face.
"If that was all that you wanted to know, Miss Granger, then I believe that this little meeting is over."
Hermione snapped out of her daze with a few blinks and shook her head. "Actually, there was something else."
Professor Black looked up from her desk. She hadn't expected for there to be anything else in the conversation. "Is that so? Well, what is it?"
Hermione flipped a few pages in the book and handed back to her professor. It now showed Uranus. "I know that I've seen that woman before. I don't know where, but I have seen her. You just said that you 'keep tabs' on your scouts, so I figured that you would be able to help me."
Usagi barely glanced at the picture, before handing it back to Hermione. "I am not surprised that you have seen her, although I am surprised that you recognized her. She has changed quite a bit in appearance since this picture was taken. I'm afraid that I will not be able to give you the information that you want. I have it, but it isn't my place to tell you. There is a student in the school who would be able to answer that question. However, I don't believe that you two are exactly on speaking terms. Now, if that is all, then I would appreciate it if you left. As much as I have enjoyed our little talk, I still have a great deal of work to do, and talking to you isn't helping to get it done. Please don't be offended by my sudden desire to get you out of my office, and don't be discouraged by my lack of cooperation. Good day, Miss Granger, and remember, keep the book secret if you wish to keep it at all."
Hermione nodded, and left the office. She suddenly had a lot more to think about.
*
Hotaru fell down backwards onto a couch in the Gryffindor common room. Her legs were bent at the knees and hung over the armrest, and her head rested in a startled Harry's lap. She smiled serenely up at him. "Mum told me what you did." Harry placed the potion's paper he had been writing on the cushion next to him, and tried to not look bothered by Hotaru using his lap as a pillow. He failed miserably.
"What did I do?" Hotaru stretched her arms over her head, before crossing them over her stomach.
"Nothing to be ashamed of. You brought my dad here. I don't think that I have ever seen my mum as happy as she has been in the last week. She was right to try and get custody of you. You deserve so much better than what you have gotten." Harry's eyebrows furrowed together in confusion.
"What do you mean?" Hotaru frowned slightly.
"Nobody ever told you, did they? Bloody hell, Harry, just think about it. My dad was your dad's best friend, and they made him your godfather. My mum was your mum's best friend, and she was married to your dad's best friend. Now, what would the logical conclusion be in this situation?"
"Are you telling me that Usagi Black, is my godmother?" Hotaru arched an eyebrow at Harry.
"There's need to sound so upset about it." She plucked one of Harry's hands off of the seat, where it had been resting and began to bend his index finger back and forth. Harry threw a dismayed look first at his hand, and then at Hotaru. She laughed, but released his hand and said, "You need to loosen up, Harry. How do you ever expect to get a girlfriend if you're always so uptight?"
"Who said that I wanted a girlfriend?" Hotaru cocked her head to the side as best as she could while lying down.
"You don't? You're probably the only guy at this school above second year who doesn't. Geez, Harry, you have a bony lap." She rolled over onto her stomach, grabbed a pillow from the end of the couch, placed it on Harry's lap, rolled onto her back again and laid her head back down all in one fluid movement. As she squirmed into a more comfortable position, Hotaru couldn't keep from laughing at Harry's bewildered facial expression. "Now, where was I? Oh yeah, your lack of a girlfriend. So why don't you want one? Scared of commitment? Don't want to give up your spare time?"
"I really don't want to talk about it, okay?" She studied his face for a few moments and then smiled gently.
"Okay. But, if you ever want to talk about it, because I can tell that it's bothering you, remember that I'll always be here for you." Hotaru smiled again. She stood up, and crossed to the back of the couch. She leaned over the top of the couch, her face only inches away from Harry's. "Anyway, about that thing with my mum? Thanks."
Hotaru pecked him on the cheek, and then ran upstairs to her dorm room. Harry sat still for a few long moments, completely stunned. He came out of his daze when Ron sat down next to him, and poked his arm a few times. "So, what was that all about," Ron asked. Harry glanced in the direction that Hotaru left.
"I don't really know."
*
Draco paced back and forth in his dorm room. There had to be something wrong with him. He was positive that if he wasn't sick, than he was at least under a curse, a hex, or something. It was impossible that he was actually falling for Chibi Chibi Black. Simply out of the question. She was stubborn, annoying, insufferable, beautiful, high-strung...wait just a second. How did beautiful get in there? Draco groaned loudly and swung his cloak around his shoulders. Maybe a walk would take his mind off of things.
He stalked out of the dungeons, younger Slytherins cowering as he passed. He was frustrated and angry, and it showed. Draco paused, taking a few deep breaths to calm down and replace his impenetrable mask before continuing. Despite his efforts, his thoughts kept traveling back to Chibi Chibi. After thirty minutes of failing to banish her from his mind, Draco simply started to think of reasons that he couldn't like Chibi Chibi. So far, nothing that he had was in the least convincing. He sighed heavily, and raked a hand through his hair.
His musings were interrupted by the sound of laughter, drifting through an open window to his left. Draco walked over to the window, and looked down. Below him was the very person he had been thinking about, and her friend Ginny. Chibi Chibi was gesturing wildly with her hands, and laughing loudly. Her already bright eyes sparkled with excitement. Draco swore that he felt his heart skip a beat. He backed away from the window when Chibi Chibi suddenly looked up, her eyes locking with his. His throat went dry, and it was suddenly very hard to breathe. Draco started toward the infirmary. There was no other explanation. He had to be sick.
***
Kristin: Sorry it took so long to get this chapter up. I was too busy being shocked at going from getting eighteen reviews a chapter, to eight reviews a chapter. See? More reviews do make the chapters come out faster.
Special Thanks to:
Lady Light: Serenity-mother, Selenity-grandmother, Selene-great- grandmother.
Sailor Bree
Sailor Millenia: She isn't going to become Neo-Queen Serenity for a while yet. Yes, this will be Draco/Chibi Chibi
Alexz
Kolinshar Jackie-chan Benito: Sorry about your Internet. I would probably die if that happened to me.that's kinda sad, isn't it?
Booyaka: There is a reason that Malfoy is OOC. I have a theory about him. I don't think that he is evil, or even all that bad of a guy. It's obvious that he respects and admires his father a great deal. Because of that, I think that Draco tries to act like his father; however, I don't think that he really wants to. It's all just a mask that he is putting on, and Chibi Chibi is starting to peal it away. Does that make any sense at all?
Silver Moon Goddess
Adyen