Me: Hey everyone! Here's another chapter! Yay!
Violentdelight: Finally.
Me: Hmph.
Violentdelight: Is it my turn to do the disclaimer?
Me: Yep! Your turn! I don't have to do it! ^-^
Violentdelight: Okay, here it goes:
Disclaimer: We don't own anything here except for the plot and our original characters, my personal favorite-
Me: *whack* You can't give anything away! *whack**whack*
Violentdelight: Dumdedumdum….
Wingnut:
Me: You can't think of any songs? Awww….
Violentdelight: Then that means you won't sing! Yay!
Me: *evil grin*
Violentdelight: Oh no.
Anonymous:
Me: The scouts ages…hmmm….I'm having trouble between deciding in having them all the same age or a year older, though techincially the scouts are waaaay older, like, several millinia, but in this current life of their's…just imagine everyone is slighter different ages, like Raye's as old as the Weasley Twins, Makoto is as old as the Potter Gang and Malfoy, Ami is the same age as Makoto, and Minako is the same age as Raye. I think that's how it works…am I right?
Violentdelight: Yeah, about right. Good job Dew.
Me: *beam* ^-^
Tigeress Moon:
Me: I thought the melding was cool too! All my idea!
Violentdelight: Yeah, I liked the meld thing.
Lady wolf Moon, Kara, Kenoko:
Me: Sick? Oh no! I'll get Nurse Minako to help you!!!
Violentdelight: No you won't, we need Minako for the story!
Me: Oh….*pout* By the way, I'm not telling if it is Draco…maybe…maybe not…maybe…maybe not.
Violentdelight: Ok, I'll tell, It's- Ow! Dew stop it! Ow! That's my leg your kicking.
Me: I know. Thanks for reviewing again Lady wolf Moon, Kara and Kenoko!
Violentdelight: Thanks.
Girl of Darkness:
Me: You write together? What stories? Tell me and I'll do shameless promoting!
Violentdelight: You'd do that? What about my story! You don't promote that! And I'd have to agree with you, turning 13 can turn people into little monsters…cute ones, and sometimes nice ones…but still little monsters.
Me: Hey! I'll show you little monster! *whack**whack* Besides, I'm older now, and much nicer right?
Violentdelight: That can be debateable. Now, on with the story.
Me: I'm not done with you yet! *whack*
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Chapter 5: Primo Giorno*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Makoto, hey! Wake-up sleepy-head!"
Makoto groaned and turned around, burrowing her head deeper into the soft oh-so comfortable pillow.
"Get up now! Or else I'm going to tell another joke!"
Makoto gave a mock scream, rising from bed immediately to Minako's perky face.
"Oh no! Not another joke! Anything but that." Makoto said dryly, laughing from Minako's annoyed face.
Minako, having no answer, stuck out her tongue at Makoto and quickly snatched Makoto's pillow.
"Hey!"
"Get up and take a shower, you stink." Minako said, ignoring Makoto's protest and wrinkling her delicate nose at Makoto's direction, she was already dressed in her planetary robes of orange and dark blue, her cauldron with all her books were packed and placed on her messy bed.
"You trained at the Whipping Willow last night." Ami said, reading another book, already dressed in her planetary robes of dark green/black and light blue, and her wand, books, and all her supplies neatly packed in her cauldron.
"Yes. I was to tired to take a shower last night." Makoto said, getting out of bed, ignoring her protesting muscles.
"Bathroom's free!" Raye called, dressed in her planetary robes of red and yellow swirled together, but never completely joining, her long black hair combed back into a low ponytail.
"Alright." Makoto said, walking stiffly into the bathroom connected to their room.
Closing the door behind her, Makoto took quick sizzling shower relaxing instantly as her knotted muscles eased with the warmth of the water.
Quickly getting dressed in dark green and dark purple robes, and wiping fogged mirrors with a spare towel,
Makoto got out of the bathroom, her hair still dripping wet and messy.
"Tsk tsk! You can't go to school like that! Come here." Minako ordered, motioning to a chair in front of a mirror, brush and comb in hand, along with a few other accessories.
"You know, I can comb my own hair." Makoto stated, staring uneasily at Minako's mischievous eyes.
"I know. Come here."
Makoto chuckled to herself and sat down obediently.
Feeling more a then a few pulls and tugs from Minako's struggling to properly comb Makoto's hair, Makoto felt a quite a bit cross by the Minako was finished.
"Done! Vay La!"
Makoto peeked into the mirror, fearing the worst…. and was pleasantly relieved.
Minako had given Makoto the exact same hairstyle Makoto always gives herself, a simply high ponytail.
"Thanks." Makoto said gratefully, getting up from her seat.
"Ready to go?" Raye asked, cauldron and wand in hand.
"Yep!"
"Yes."
Makoto grabbed her messily packed cauldron with her wand and followed her friends out the door for a new day of school.
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Minako glanced around quickly before locating an empty seat near one of the Dinning Room's exits.
Quickly seating down, Minako found herself looking for her other friends.
Locating Ami, who was sitting near an exit as well, Minako gave a small wave, and grinned when Ami gave a small wave back.
Looking around again, Minako could easily find Raye, who was seated a few spots away from Potter. That and Raye was surrounded by two boys who looked to be twins.
'Lucky her…I wish I had twins fawning over me…' Minako thought dreamily.
'Well, okay so in one of past lives that happened, and it wasn't as fun because they kept switching places until I got fed up and dumped both of them…and then they both decided to take revenge on me because they turned out to be psychos and they killed me, and that was the end of that past life....but *sigh* while it lasted it was fun…'
"Can I sit here?" Minako looked up, and found herself face to face with a dark-blond very dreamy guy, who just sat down beside her.
Minako blushed deeply as the guy sat down beside her and looked at her with a smile that instantly made her knees melt.
Feeling a little flustered at the nearness of his cuteness, Minako smiled and look away, something she wasn't used to doing. Considering how much she flirted.
"Minako isn't it?" The guy asked her, giving her a charming smile.
"Yeah…I'm sorry I don't know your name." Minako said, giving the guy a radiant smile of her own.
"Dean. Nice to meet you." Dean said.
Minako smiled at him and shook his hand.
'Dean has really nice hands.' Minako thought dreamily.
"Nice to meet you too."
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"Raye isn't it?"
Raye glanced up and almost groaned out loud. The two twins who had hounded her last night were back, ready to hound her again.
"Fred and George…right?" Raye asked pointing to the two twins.
"Nope! He's Fred and I'm George."
"No, I'm George, he's Fred."
"I don't look like a Fred, your Fred."
"Oh come on, my face screams George."
"Raye?"
"Hello?"
Raye ran down the corridor, giggling to herself in a very unlike-Raye manner. She had escaped the twins…thankfully. Ever since the sorting last night they had hounded her whenever they could.
Quickly checking her schedule, Raye was pleasantly surprised to see one of her favourite subjects up.
'Runes, this should be interesting.'
Swiftly walking to the classroom, which happened to be located on the other side of Hogwarts, Raye walked into an odd classroom setting. For one, this furniture was all in dark blue hues with rich vibrant red wall coverings with odd pictures that seemed to meld and shift into different forms the second you looked away.
The ceiling was a mixture of yellows and reds, and the floor almost seemed like that of a dream when you view a colourful lush field of green grass.
Sitting herself into a plush leather seat with a desk-like attachment to the side, Raye looked around to see if any other people from her house were there.
There were.
"Hey Raye!"
"Where did you run off to?"
Raye groaned and buried her head in her arms. The twins ignored this movement and seated themselves next to her.
"By the way, so you don't get confused, I'm George, Fred is the one with a little mole on his nose." The one twin said, giving Raye a wide grin.
Raye looked over to Fred, and was relieved to see he had deserted his twin for another girl was had seated herself in another seat behind Raye.
When it was obvious that everyone in her year of Gryffindor was there, the door at the end of the room opened.
Out of it came a willowy woman, who seemed fairly young to be teaching a class.
She wasn't very tall, but not short either, with vivid blackish brown hair with startling highlights. Vibrant brown eyes and a wide smile on her face, the woman plopped herself down on a very comfortable looking chair at the front of the class.
"Hello everyone, I am Professor Edith Avalon-Fox, and I'll be your teacher this year for Runes."
The woman said, brushing back stray wisps of hair that had escaped her messy bun.
Raye found that she immediately liked the laid-back but strict manner of the teacher as Professor Avalon-Fox began talking about the basics of Runes.
'I think I might just like this class…' Raye thought as she began taking notes, with the ever-annoying George at her side.
"I just might like this class a lot.'
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Ami stared ahead Professor Houch with a hint of fear.
Yes, she was afraid of heights, no, she had never gotten over it and yes and no, she was a Sailor Scout, and that required jumping very and flying occasionally, but the reason she had no problem with that was because she never had to really look down.
Now she did.
Others in her year seemed to be quite excited at the prospect of jumping on a tiny length of wood and go flying hundreds of feet above the ground.
Didn't' it occur to them that if they fell off, the measly stick of wood wasn't going to catch them, and there was no safety net?
Ami snorted as Madam Houch showed students to their brooms, most of the students already owning their broom, and the few that didn't took some of the schools.
"Miss Muzuni, if you could please take your broom." Madam Hooch said, handing Ami a beat-up old stick she called a broom.
Every nerve in her being, every ounce of sense in her told her it was absolutely insane to even think about climbing on that broom and flying off, it was completely illogical, and being the logical person she was, Ami had no intention of getting on it.
That was, until she glanced over to her fellow companions, a dark-haired boy was staring at her oddly, a broom in his hand, one beaten up and obviously from the school like hers.
The boy walked over to Ami and gave her a small smile.
"Hi, My name is Terry Boot, would you like some help with that broom?" He asked, smiling warmly at Ami.
Ami smiled back gratefully.
"I would really appreciate it, thanks." Ami said.
Terry began talking about the basics of broom-flying, giving her detailed instructions, Ami filed this all away in her intelligent mind, while shyly studying Terry.
"Do you kind of get it?" Terry asked her when he finished talking.
"Yeah, thanks." Ami said, getting on the broom. Magical energy seemed to charge the lifeless broom to life, and Ami gasped as she began floating a good five feet from the ground.
"Amazing!" Ami said. Terry got on his own broom and began giving Ami more tips as they followed the rest of the class in the broom exercises.
'I may not like flying…but I think I can tolerate it if Terry will keep helping me.' Ami thought shyly as she completed her first lap around the quidditch field, Terry still by her side.
"I may like it even!'
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*End Chapter 5: Primo Giorno*~*~*~*~*~*~*
*WHACK* *SMACK* *CRACK* *THWACK*
Me: Owww….
Violentdelight: Owww….
Together: Just kidding!
Violentdelight: That was just our punching bag receiving a few hits.
Me: We wouldn't intentionally hurt each other…we wouldn't really mean to hurt each other…we sometimes hurt each other…aw forget it.
Violentdelight: Review please and thank-you. ^-^