Chapter five:
Maybe I am a Meatball brain
The library was silent, even with several students held up in the over stuffed room, filled with shelves upon shelves of books. Tables with chairs were scattered around, one far enough from the other, to give each other privacy.
The sound was barely audible, but in the silence of the library, anyone who listened could hear it. The sound came from the back, at a lonely table covered with mountains of books. School books laid open to certain pages, and papers had been folded used as bookmarks.
There were other books as well, encyclopedias, dictionaries, and thesauruses.
Hidden behind the stacks of books was a lonely girl, resting her head on one of her many schoolbooks. Fast asleep, her snores echoed softly through the empty library. With her mouth wide open, drool pooled in the crease of the book, as she mumbled something about mountains of ice cream.
Golden blonde hair spilled out from the buns she had worn earlier, but had fallen out in her restless nap.
"If this is what you call working hard on your homework, then sign me up for study hour."
Taking the books he held he dropped them down on the table, louder than he had intended to. The blonde who had been fast asleep seconds ago, snapped awake.
Usagi shot up in her seat, "I was only resting my eyes, Luna..."
"I can see that, but I'm not Luna."
Startled by the unfamiliar voice, Usagi looked up at the culprit, who had ruined her good dream of chocolate ice cream.
"Oh, hello."
The boy flashed her a smile, "hi, sorry I woke you. I'm Harry... Potter." He fidgeted at where he stood, wondering if she was going to search his head for his scar, or gasp, and flock around him like a mother hen. But after a minute passed, he realized she wasn't going to do either.
Feeling relief sweep over him, he asked hesitantly, "I...well, can I sit here?" He waved a hand to the chair across the table Usagi was sitting at. Blinking, Usagi replied, "Hai, you don't have to ask. I mean since you're a Perfect."
The boy flushed, as he fell into the chair gratefully, "Uh...yes, but that doesn't mean I can't be courteous." Usagi frowned, "Honto? Draco uses that excuse all the time. He always says, because he's a Perfect, he can do anything." The blonde watched as Harry's face darkened when she had said Draco. It was then, that Usagi realized whom she was sitting with.
"Oh my kami sama!!"
Startled, Harry looked at the blonde curiously, "What?" He glanced around him, expecting something out of the ordinary. But all he saw were books flying up from the cart, to place themselves onto the shelves that they belonged on.
She flushed, "I'm sitting with Harry Potter!!" She slapped a hand over her mouth, as if as if she was trying to capture the worlds she had just blurted out. Her eyes glanced one way, than the other.
Harry fell back into his seat, as he slid his books out of the way so he could see her better. "Oh so you do know about that already?" He glowered down at the table, as he muttered under his breath, "God, I had thought me being the Boy-Who-Lived wouldn't be such a big deal anymore, but I guess that's hoping for too much."
Usagi raised a questionable eyebrow at him. "Nani?" She stared at his face quizzically. "What was that?" Before he could reply, she shook her head, and rushed, "I can't believe you're actually sitting with me. I mean you're a Gryffindor, and I'm a Slytherin. It's just unheard of, or at least that's what everyone tells me. But you seem pretty nice." She leaned forward, and whispered from behind her hand, "No matter what the others tell me, I'm grateful Shingo landed in the Gryffindor house."
Harry flushed, his cheeks staining pink, as he looked anywhere but at her face. "Oh, I see." So she didn't know about Voldemort, there was a big surprise. Usually everyone knew about Voldemort, and him being only person to meet the evil sorcerer, and live.
She sat back in her chair, and asked, "Speaking of my Otooto, have you seen Shingo kun around? I haven't talked to him since the sorting. I can't seem to find time, to sneak away to talk to him."
Harry thought of the new member of the Gryffindor house. Shingo Tsukino, was a very bright boy, and always eager to learn more.
Harry stared at the mess on the library table. Usagi on the other hand, seemed uneager to learn, smart when she wanted to be, and a tad bit lazy. Professor Snap's description of the new Slytherin girl, filtered through his mind.
Forty-five minutes ago, Professor Dumbledore, and Professor McGonagall, had called Hermione, Ron, Malfoy and himself to his office. Dumbledore hadn't provided much on what he wanted them to do, except that; the new first year in the Slytherin house, needed help.
Professor McGonagall had said something about Usagi's aunt wanting the best for her, and asked that Professor Dumbledore, find tutors for her.
Clearing his throat, to regain the blonde's attention, he asked, "I was... um, wondering if you needed any help? I noticed in potions that you didn't seem to..."He stopped himself, trying to find the right words, at least ones that wouldn't insult her.
Smiling faintly, Usagi supplied for him, "Know anything?"
Harry shook his head his face flushed with embarrassment, "No I didn't mean that..."
Usagi waved it off, "its okay, Miss Haruna used to tell me that all the time. I guess you can say I'm unmotivated to learn. Plainly, I find school boring."
The brown haired boy frowned, as he adjusted his glasses, "do you need any help on any of your homework? I don't mind helping out."
The girl shook her head, "Iie, but artigato anyway Harry san." She dropped her gaze to the table.
Harry frowned, "Oh. Well if you ever need any help, don't hesitate to ask, ok."
Usagi nodded, and spoke softly, "Artigato Harry san." She flashed him a bright smile, and he returned it wholeheartedly. He liked it much better when she smiled.
He pushed himself to his feet, but Usagi stopped him, not wanting him to leave quite yet, "You're leaving?" She flushed, gnawing on her bottom lip nervously. "I mean, you don't have to go. I don't mind sharing the table."
Harry stood poised above his chair, as he glanced at the exit of the library with longing. He would rather be out playing Quidditch, or at least hanging out with Hermione and Ron. Sitting back down, he replied, "Okay."
He opened his potions book, and flipped to the page he had a sheet of paper for a bookmark. He was planning on waiting till later tonight, but now was good as any to work on his homework.
He glanced at Usagi, to see her looking at her History book. Every once and a while, she would move to the dictionary, and have to look up a word she didn't know. He shook his head in amusement at least she was trying.
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Peering out from behind the bookcase, he studied the two at the table. Usagi, sat in the chair closest to him, her legs folded beneath her. The buns she usually wore, had fallen to the back of her head, which made her look like a joke.
Her history book was opened out in front of her, a dictionary covering it.
Across from her, was the infernal Potter boy. He was reading from his potions book, looking quite bored. Suddenly, the brown haired boy looked up, at the bookshelves, as if sensing he was being watched.
The hidden figure pulled back, a frown on his face. He waited a few minutes, before he peered around the corner again. Potter had gone back to his studies.
"Harry san, can I ask you something?"
The boy looked up from his history book, "sure." He gave the blonde his full attention.
Biting her lip, Usagi asked nervously, "What did you mean by the Boy-Who-Lived?"
The figure from behind the bookshelf scowled. He had been ecstatic to find that one person hadn't known Potter. But now the girl was curious. He gritted his teeth, as anger boiled within his veins.
Harry pursed his lips together as he sought an answer. "Well, when I was one, my father and mother were killed by a man named Voldemort."
He looked up at Usagi, expecting to see her cringe at the sorcerer's name, but all he saw were tears in her eyes. He adverted his gaze as he added uncomfortably; "Voldemort gave me this scar, when he tried to curse me. I'm a little famous in the witches and wizardry world, because I'm the only person to ever meet Voldemort, and live."
Usagi bowed her head, "Gomen for bringing up painful memories Harry san." The boy shook his head, "There's nothing to be sorry about Usagi." He reached across the table, pointing at the thick book in front of her, and asked, "How's History coming?"
The blonde looked up, "I don't know, I keep dosing off." She stretched her arms up above her head, and yawned. "I'm so tired. I was up past midnight, studying all those stars."
Harry suddenly grinned, "I remember astronomy. I liked it, but I didn't like all the memorizing and homework in that class. Its really ridiculous, but it gets better later on in the year."
The figure near the shelves clenched his fists. How could a Gryffindor and a Slytherin get along? It was unheard of, and yet here was evidence that it could work.
"Do you need any help on your history?" Usagi frowned, "iie. I'm starting to understand some of it. And plus I don't need Draco walking in on us. He always pops up in the worst of times." She fell back in her seat, and let her headrest against the back of the chair. She sighed deeply.
Without thinking, Harry asked, "Why does it matter what Malfoy thinks?"
Usagi lifted her head, and looked at the boy strangely. "Why? He's the Perfect of the house I'm in." She frowned, as she added, "And he's also older than me. I must respect my elders, whether they are nice or mean."
The figure behind the bookshelf pulled back, and learned against the shelf. How interesting.
"Not here in Hogwarts. Malfoy is a spoiled heartless jerk. Why let him control you. You can be with anyone you want... I mean, hang out with anyone you want." Harry cursed himself for his slip up, and did his best at holding back his blush, as he felt his face burn.
Usagi scowled, and not caring she was in a library, blurted out, loud enough for anyone listening to hear, "That's not very nice Harry san. Draco is a person, with a heart. No one is heartless." Her voice dropped, and her eyes softened.
"He may come across cold, and heartless to you, or to anyone else. But there's a reason, maybe even several of them, why he is like that. You can't just judge a person by their outward appearance. I learned that a long time ago."
A frown formed on her face, as she had said the last part. She shook her head to clear it of unwanted thoughts, and looked at Harry.
The figure bathed by the shadows of the bookshelf peered out, at the two students. He gazed at Usagi's back for a long time.
Harry looked away, as he said, "I'm sorry."
Usagi flashed a smile, her anger dissipating instantly, "its all right Harry san." Her growling stomach interrupted her. "I wonder if its lunch time yet? I missed breakfast." Harry glanced around the library, "I donno, why don't we go take a look."
Usagi jumped out of her chair, finally having an excuse to leave the horrid library. She shoved all of her books into her book bag, and replaced the ones she had borrowed from the library.
Slinging her bag over her shoulder, Usagi raced to the door. She whipped around, "Hurry Harry san, I'm starving!!" She patted her belly, ignoring the librarian's insistence for her to be quiet.
Harry chuckled, and followed her out of the library.
The figure walked out from behind the bookshelf, still holding the book he had been looking for, when he happened across the two's conversation.
He stared at the doors, for a long time.
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"He actually took off ten points of his own house! Everyone was upset, 'cause I guess it was the first time it ever happened in years." The blonde flushed, as she followed Harry down the stairs, and through the halls.
They stopped outside the doors of the Great Hall. "I guess it must be lunch time, everyone's inside." Usagi nodded, "Hai. I hope we're not too late; Gregory Goyle and Vincent Crabbe eat a lot. They probably have eaten half the food already."
Harry chuckled, "Yea Goyle and Crabbe can put away the food." He thought back to the time, when they gave those two, Hermione's cupcakes. They had stuffed the cupcakes down their throats, as if the treat had been a crumb from a slice of bread.
Sighing, Harry shook the memory from his mind, and stated, "So I guess this is where we part?" He glanced down at the shorter girl, feeling reluctant to say good-bye already.
Usagi nodded, "Hai, I guess." She held out her hand, a bright smile on her face, "it was nice meeting you Harry san." Harry took her hand in his, and shook it. "Yes, it was a pleasure meeting you Usagi."
The blonde giggled, "Well see you tomorrow in History!"
She pushed the doors of the Great Hall open, and slipped into the room. A few seconds passed, before Harry followed her.
Harry found his seat, and sat down next to Ron, and Neville. "Hey Harry, where have you been?"
The brown haired boy shrugged, "The library, I was working on my potions homework."
Hermione blanched, "are you serious?" She looked him over, "You are serious! You actually did your homework!"
Harry nodded, slightly displease by the fact that no one believed him.
He looked down at his plate full of food, and his stomach growled. Taking his fork, he started eating. Ron looked over at Harry, and stated, "So, were you able to find that Usagi girl?"
The brown haired boy nodded, "Yea, I found her in the library." He turned his head, and found Usagi seated near the end of the table.
"Hey Harry Potter!"
Harry looked away from the Slytherin table, to find Shingo seated across from him. "Hey Shingo. How are your classes coming along?"
Shingo grinned, "They're fine. So you talked to my Oneesan?"
Harry briefly glanced over his shoulder. "Yea, she's doing fine, having a little trouble studying though." He cleaned his plate, and leaned back a bit.
"Well, well what do we have here, conspiring against the Slytherins are you?"
The group near the end of the table looked up, to find Draco Malfoy smirking at them. The boy's blue eyes glittered, "Would've never guess you all were witches and wizards, with the way all of you act." His lips curled into a sneer, as Hermione stated, "Go pester someone who cares Malfoy."
The boy chuckled, "Well, at least the Mugblood has a backbone, unlike Gryffindor's Perfect, or the Weasels."
Ron nearly leaped to his feet in a rage, his blood roaring in his ears. Harry held his friend back, and repeated in his mind what Usagi had told him earlier. ~~ You can't just judge a person by their outward appearance. ~~
He sighed unevenly, trying to keep his anger in check. Ron glanced at him; "you're not going to let him mow us over, right Harry? Or let him insult Hermione like that, are you?"
Harry frowned, torn between helping his friends, or believe what Usagi had said.
Draco chuckled, "Potter's finally found his place. Congratulations Potter, for being the dirt beneath my shoes."
Harry gritted his teeth, his eyes narrowing, as he tried his hardest not to retort. Draco frowned, his eyebrows drawing together. "What? No snide remarks? No heated arguments? What is wrong with you Potter, you're taking away all of my fun?"
The boy forced himself to relax in his seat, as he replied tightly, "Nothing Malfoy."
Suddenly a voice from behind Draco piped in, "hello everyone!!!" Usagi stood next to the white haired boy, a smile on her face. "I saw Draco san come over here, so I figured I could come."
Hermione raised an eyebrow, at the name Draco, and wondered why Malfoy was actually letting her call him that.
Harry slowly turned around, and saw Usagi wiggle pass Draco, to squeeze into the heated circle they had formed. "Harry san! Its sugoi to see you again! Gregory and Vincent didn't eat all the food, so I was able to get some lunch. What about you?"
Harry shrugged, not wanting to start a conversation with her in front of Draco. He didn't want to get her into any more trouble, than she was already digging herself into.
Usagi pouted, but turned to look at her younger brother, "Hey Shingo, how are your classes coming along?"
The boy grinned, "They're sugoi Usagi. This school is way better than the one in England, and the one in Tokyo. I've made a lot of friends."
The blonde brightened, "Honto? That's Sugoi!"
"What do you think you are doing first year?"
Startled, Usagi glanced over her shoulder to see Draco seething. Nervous, she rubbed that back of her neck, "What do you mean Draco san?"
The boy scowled, "Stop that! You're not aloud to call me by my first name first year! And what do you think you're doing talking to a bunch of Gryffindors? Mugblood, Weasels, and Potter no less?"
Usagi bit her lip, "Well, I... I saw you talking to them, so I figured I could." She looked down at the floor, embarrassed.
Ron scowled, "She can talk to whoever she wants Malfoy."
Draco scoffed, "Not if she wants to be a Slytherin. If she wants to fit in so badly, then she better start acting like a Slytherin." He shot Usagi a heated look.
The blonde slowly lifted her eyes to his, "Act like a Slytherin? You mean act more like you, right?" At his nod, she continued, "But we already have a jerk in our house, why do we want another egotistical male!"
Her eyes narrowed, "This whole school is filled with snot nosed, egotistical, back stabbers!"
She pointed a finger at herself, "And I can stick up for myself..."
A loud sound interrupted the argument-taking place at the Gryffindor table.
Squawk!
Usagi looked up, to see a familiar black owl swoop through the air towards them. Faintly, she hear Harry ask confusingly, "Mail during lunch?"
Usagi watched as the owl dropped something from the air, and she held out her hands. The brown leather pouch fell into her cupped palms.
Excited, Shingo raced around the table to be at his sister's side. "What'd you get Odango?"
Usagi flushed at the insult, and everyone around her looked up. Hermione and Ron snickered from behind their hands, and she understood that they knew the story.
Sighing, Usagi stuffed the small pouch into her pocket; "I'll open it later." Looking up at the clock, she stated, "Well would you look at that, time for class."
She flashed the group a smile, and started off for the exit. "Ja ne minna chan!!!"
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"Will you two be quiet you're going to get us caught!" Hermione glared at her two best friends, as they made their way to the Slytherin common rooms.
Harry shook his head, "I can't believe we are doing this. We're invading Usagi's privacy!"
"SHUT UP!!"
Hermione slapped Harry upside the head, "Do you want to get caught?" They stopped outside the entrance of the Slytherin Commons room. "I don't know the password."
"Shhh someone's coming."
They waited, as a young Slytherin whispered the password, and the door opened. They slipped into the room, and went down the opposite corridor than the boy had gone.
"The girl's must have their rooms this way."
Hermione tugged the invincibility cloak closer to her side. They reached a door that read 'First Year'. It had been left cracked open.
Hermione pressed her index finger to her lips, to motion them to stay quiet. She reached out to push the door open slowly, when they heard footsteps come towards them.
Hermione grabbed Ron, and tugged him towards the wall. Being in between the two, Harry was forced to follow. They pressed themselves to the wall, as a tiny black cat made her way pass them.
The cat paused, glancing towards the wall as if she'd seen something. Shaking her head, the cat pushed the door open, and entered the room.
Rushed, Hermione hissed, "Go, go, go, before it closes!"
The three slipped into the room, before it shut. Ron slapped a hand over Harry's mouth, to keep him from yelping, when the boy lost his balance. Hermione grabbed Harry, and helped him straighten, before he could fall, and give them all away.
"Hey Luna."
The three turned to the bed on the farthest wall from them. Usagi was seated on the mattress, her legs pulls up to her chest. She was holding the leather pouch.
To the three's amazement, the cat name Luna replied, "I tried to give you that this morning, but you wanted nothing to do with me. So I waited till lunch, since I figured you could skip another meal." The black cat leaped up onto the bed, the golden crescent moon on her forehead glittered in the room's light.
"Setsuna told me to give it to you as soon as I could."
Usagi glanced up at the black cat, but her eyes fell back to the pouch. "Why would Obason give me a brooch?" As she said that, she spilled the pouches contents into her hand.
A pink brooch fit perfectly in her palm. There was a white crystal set in the middle of it. "It is lovely, but what can I use it for?"
Luna seated herself at the end of the bed, "It belonged to your mother, a long time ago. Setsuna believed it was time for you to have it."
Usagi fiddled with it between her fingers, and sighed exasperatedly, "Why does he have to be so mean?"
She fell back, her head hitting the soft pillow. Luna frowned, "I beg your pardon?" Usagi frowned, her eyes closing.
"He reminds me of someone, but I can't think of who."
Luna scowled, "Usagi stop thinking about boys, and get your act together! You have school work to be worrying about." Usagi glanced at the cat, a frown fixed on her face.
"Oh who cares Luna? I'm not going to make it, just like Draco san said." Tears pricked her eyes, but she held them at bay. "I can't keep up, none of it makes sense to me!"
She rolled over onto her side, and stared at the floor over the edge of her bed. "I make a horrible Slytherin..." she pouted, and she suddenly went back to her first question, "And why is he so mean to me?"
Luna shook her head, "Well, when you get back on track, let me know, I will be with Professor McGonagall."
With that said, the cat jumped from the bed, and left by using the door.
Usagi sat up, once the door shut, and she looked around the room. Biting her lip, she looked down at the brooch in her hand. She suppressed a shudder, and slipped the brooch back into its pouch. "That thing gives me the creeps."
Swinging her legs over the side of the bed, she pushed herself up onto her feet.
She looked at the wall near the door, and frowned. A chill ran along her spine, and she rubbed her hands up and down her arms. "I'm losing it. Now I feel like I'm being watched."
Hermione glanced at Harry, who looked at Ron. They exchanged looks, before they shrugged, and looked back at Usagi.
The blonde pulled out the loose buns, and redid them. "Maybe I am a Meatball brain?" Ron snorted, his eyes bulging. He slapped a hand across his mouth to keep himself from laughing out loud.
Hermione gave the red haired boy a stern look, but it did nothing to calm him. Worried that they would be caught, Harry placed his hand over Ron's.
Hearing something, Usagi looked around the room, a frowned playing on her face. If she didn't know any better, she would have sworn she heard someone laugh when she said Meatball brains. Shaking her head, she moved back to her bed, and sat down.
There was a knock on her door, but before she could say anything, it opened. Curious as to who would knock, she looked over to see, non other than Draco Malfoy.
The three covered by the invincibility cloak, sobered up immediately, and started wide-eyed as the white haired boy entered the room.
Usagi glanced at the open door, then to Draco, as he moved about the dark room, made up of greens and silver. "Looks just like our room." He glanced at the blonde, before looking around the room one more time.
"I didn't see you in the library so I figured you would be here. Are you ready?"
Usagi blanched, wondering if he was threatening her, or something else. "Ready? Ready for what Draco san?"
The white haired boy scowled, "Didn't I say not to call me that?" Usagi nodded, but retorted, "And I told you not to call me a first year, but you still do."
"I can call you what I want first year, I'm a Perfect." He gave her a sharp look that meant she should take his word for it.
Usagi shook her head, "But Harry san says, that a Perfect still has to be courteous like everyone else." Draco growled, "Do you listen to everything Potter says?" The name came out in a deadly hiss that made Usagi's skin crawl.
A few seconds passed, before Usagi nodded, "hai, I do, because he's my friend." Draco scoffed, "Slytherins don't befriend Gryffindors."
Usagi frowned, "Well this Slytherin did make a friend, and his name is Harry."
The white haired boy's eyes narrowed, "You better watch what you say first year." Usagi met his glare with one of her own, "Stop calling me first year!"
The boy scoffed, amusement dripping from his lips, as he said, "And would you rather I called you Odango?" The blonde scowled at the name, "Actually, I rather you didn't. I prefer Usagi."
Draco shook his head, "Well I prefer, first year." Rolling her eyes, Usagi asked again, when she realized she was fighting a loosing battle, "and what was it that should I be ready for?"
The boy replied smoothly, "To work. I'm you're new tutor."
"WHAT?!?!"
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All right, there's chapter five. Hoped you enjoyed it as much as I did writing it. Hehe!!! Well I just wanted to say tyvm for reading this story, and ty for all the reviews. Sorry this chapter took so long to get out, I'll try and get more out sooner, but no promises.
Harry/Usagi: 21 So close, yet so far. Come on Harry, put on you charm, you were doing so well in chapter one. But you're only 6 behind. What would Ron and Hermione say if they find out you're loosing to Draco?
Draco/Usagi: 27 I am so surprised to see this, since in the beginning of this story all I got was, there are way to many Draco/Usagi, I want Harry.... Which I have noticed to be somewhat true, but I don't mind adding to that long forming list.
Harry Potter, and the Lunarian Witch
I think I'm going to keep that name, its starting to stick to me, stick like glue, and it seems catching almost. This story I'm writing is self-explanatory really. Usagi, as you can guess, goes to Hogwarts, of course, how else would I cross these two great time consuming, mind boggling, edge of the seat anticipation, storylines?
Lets see, I'll give a good summery, and you tell me if you want to read it. I love writing it, so I'm sure all of you will love to read it, since you like this story, I think HPatLW is much better than this one.
Well, Usagi Tsukino, a third year teacher is the new History Professor, and seems to be a little too cheerful for her own good. She's a close friend of Professor Dumbledore, which sends Harry for a loop, considering, Dumbledore, doesn't seem to know much about her. Professor Snape seems to despise her, and even Peeves knows her!
Professor Lupin got his old job back, and is very curious about Professor Binns replacement, considering, she looks fifteen, but claims to have gone to school, back in 1978, when James and Lily went to school.
So what's going down in Hogwarts, why wont Dumbledore tell anyone who the mysterious Bunny is, and how can a "15 year old girl", actually have gone to school 17 years ago?
Well tell me what you think, and if you want it to be Snape/Usagi, Lupin/Usagi, or even Sirius/Usagi.
Maybe I am a Meatball brain
The library was silent, even with several students held up in the over stuffed room, filled with shelves upon shelves of books. Tables with chairs were scattered around, one far enough from the other, to give each other privacy.
The sound was barely audible, but in the silence of the library, anyone who listened could hear it. The sound came from the back, at a lonely table covered with mountains of books. School books laid open to certain pages, and papers had been folded used as bookmarks.
There were other books as well, encyclopedias, dictionaries, and thesauruses.
Hidden behind the stacks of books was a lonely girl, resting her head on one of her many schoolbooks. Fast asleep, her snores echoed softly through the empty library. With her mouth wide open, drool pooled in the crease of the book, as she mumbled something about mountains of ice cream.
Golden blonde hair spilled out from the buns she had worn earlier, but had fallen out in her restless nap.
"If this is what you call working hard on your homework, then sign me up for study hour."
Taking the books he held he dropped them down on the table, louder than he had intended to. The blonde who had been fast asleep seconds ago, snapped awake.
Usagi shot up in her seat, "I was only resting my eyes, Luna..."
"I can see that, but I'm not Luna."
Startled by the unfamiliar voice, Usagi looked up at the culprit, who had ruined her good dream of chocolate ice cream.
"Oh, hello."
The boy flashed her a smile, "hi, sorry I woke you. I'm Harry... Potter." He fidgeted at where he stood, wondering if she was going to search his head for his scar, or gasp, and flock around him like a mother hen. But after a minute passed, he realized she wasn't going to do either.
Feeling relief sweep over him, he asked hesitantly, "I...well, can I sit here?" He waved a hand to the chair across the table Usagi was sitting at. Blinking, Usagi replied, "Hai, you don't have to ask. I mean since you're a Perfect."
The boy flushed, as he fell into the chair gratefully, "Uh...yes, but that doesn't mean I can't be courteous." Usagi frowned, "Honto? Draco uses that excuse all the time. He always says, because he's a Perfect, he can do anything." The blonde watched as Harry's face darkened when she had said Draco. It was then, that Usagi realized whom she was sitting with.
"Oh my kami sama!!"
Startled, Harry looked at the blonde curiously, "What?" He glanced around him, expecting something out of the ordinary. But all he saw were books flying up from the cart, to place themselves onto the shelves that they belonged on.
She flushed, "I'm sitting with Harry Potter!!" She slapped a hand over her mouth, as if as if she was trying to capture the worlds she had just blurted out. Her eyes glanced one way, than the other.
Harry fell back into his seat, as he slid his books out of the way so he could see her better. "Oh so you do know about that already?" He glowered down at the table, as he muttered under his breath, "God, I had thought me being the Boy-Who-Lived wouldn't be such a big deal anymore, but I guess that's hoping for too much."
Usagi raised a questionable eyebrow at him. "Nani?" She stared at his face quizzically. "What was that?" Before he could reply, she shook her head, and rushed, "I can't believe you're actually sitting with me. I mean you're a Gryffindor, and I'm a Slytherin. It's just unheard of, or at least that's what everyone tells me. But you seem pretty nice." She leaned forward, and whispered from behind her hand, "No matter what the others tell me, I'm grateful Shingo landed in the Gryffindor house."
Harry flushed, his cheeks staining pink, as he looked anywhere but at her face. "Oh, I see." So she didn't know about Voldemort, there was a big surprise. Usually everyone knew about Voldemort, and him being only person to meet the evil sorcerer, and live.
She sat back in her chair, and asked, "Speaking of my Otooto, have you seen Shingo kun around? I haven't talked to him since the sorting. I can't seem to find time, to sneak away to talk to him."
Harry thought of the new member of the Gryffindor house. Shingo Tsukino, was a very bright boy, and always eager to learn more.
Harry stared at the mess on the library table. Usagi on the other hand, seemed uneager to learn, smart when she wanted to be, and a tad bit lazy. Professor Snap's description of the new Slytherin girl, filtered through his mind.
Forty-five minutes ago, Professor Dumbledore, and Professor McGonagall, had called Hermione, Ron, Malfoy and himself to his office. Dumbledore hadn't provided much on what he wanted them to do, except that; the new first year in the Slytherin house, needed help.
Professor McGonagall had said something about Usagi's aunt wanting the best for her, and asked that Professor Dumbledore, find tutors for her.
Clearing his throat, to regain the blonde's attention, he asked, "I was... um, wondering if you needed any help? I noticed in potions that you didn't seem to..."He stopped himself, trying to find the right words, at least ones that wouldn't insult her.
Smiling faintly, Usagi supplied for him, "Know anything?"
Harry shook his head his face flushed with embarrassment, "No I didn't mean that..."
Usagi waved it off, "its okay, Miss Haruna used to tell me that all the time. I guess you can say I'm unmotivated to learn. Plainly, I find school boring."
The brown haired boy frowned, as he adjusted his glasses, "do you need any help on any of your homework? I don't mind helping out."
The girl shook her head, "Iie, but artigato anyway Harry san." She dropped her gaze to the table.
Harry frowned, "Oh. Well if you ever need any help, don't hesitate to ask, ok."
Usagi nodded, and spoke softly, "Artigato Harry san." She flashed him a bright smile, and he returned it wholeheartedly. He liked it much better when she smiled.
He pushed himself to his feet, but Usagi stopped him, not wanting him to leave quite yet, "You're leaving?" She flushed, gnawing on her bottom lip nervously. "I mean, you don't have to go. I don't mind sharing the table."
Harry stood poised above his chair, as he glanced at the exit of the library with longing. He would rather be out playing Quidditch, or at least hanging out with Hermione and Ron. Sitting back down, he replied, "Okay."
He opened his potions book, and flipped to the page he had a sheet of paper for a bookmark. He was planning on waiting till later tonight, but now was good as any to work on his homework.
He glanced at Usagi, to see her looking at her History book. Every once and a while, she would move to the dictionary, and have to look up a word she didn't know. He shook his head in amusement at least she was trying.
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Peering out from behind the bookcase, he studied the two at the table. Usagi, sat in the chair closest to him, her legs folded beneath her. The buns she usually wore, had fallen to the back of her head, which made her look like a joke.
Her history book was opened out in front of her, a dictionary covering it.
Across from her, was the infernal Potter boy. He was reading from his potions book, looking quite bored. Suddenly, the brown haired boy looked up, at the bookshelves, as if sensing he was being watched.
The hidden figure pulled back, a frown on his face. He waited a few minutes, before he peered around the corner again. Potter had gone back to his studies.
"Harry san, can I ask you something?"
The boy looked up from his history book, "sure." He gave the blonde his full attention.
Biting her lip, Usagi asked nervously, "What did you mean by the Boy-Who-Lived?"
The figure from behind the bookshelf scowled. He had been ecstatic to find that one person hadn't known Potter. But now the girl was curious. He gritted his teeth, as anger boiled within his veins.
Harry pursed his lips together as he sought an answer. "Well, when I was one, my father and mother were killed by a man named Voldemort."
He looked up at Usagi, expecting to see her cringe at the sorcerer's name, but all he saw were tears in her eyes. He adverted his gaze as he added uncomfortably; "Voldemort gave me this scar, when he tried to curse me. I'm a little famous in the witches and wizardry world, because I'm the only person to ever meet Voldemort, and live."
Usagi bowed her head, "Gomen for bringing up painful memories Harry san." The boy shook his head, "There's nothing to be sorry about Usagi." He reached across the table, pointing at the thick book in front of her, and asked, "How's History coming?"
The blonde looked up, "I don't know, I keep dosing off." She stretched her arms up above her head, and yawned. "I'm so tired. I was up past midnight, studying all those stars."
Harry suddenly grinned, "I remember astronomy. I liked it, but I didn't like all the memorizing and homework in that class. Its really ridiculous, but it gets better later on in the year."
The figure near the shelves clenched his fists. How could a Gryffindor and a Slytherin get along? It was unheard of, and yet here was evidence that it could work.
"Do you need any help on your history?" Usagi frowned, "iie. I'm starting to understand some of it. And plus I don't need Draco walking in on us. He always pops up in the worst of times." She fell back in her seat, and let her headrest against the back of the chair. She sighed deeply.
Without thinking, Harry asked, "Why does it matter what Malfoy thinks?"
Usagi lifted her head, and looked at the boy strangely. "Why? He's the Perfect of the house I'm in." She frowned, as she added, "And he's also older than me. I must respect my elders, whether they are nice or mean."
The figure behind the bookshelf pulled back, and learned against the shelf. How interesting.
"Not here in Hogwarts. Malfoy is a spoiled heartless jerk. Why let him control you. You can be with anyone you want... I mean, hang out with anyone you want." Harry cursed himself for his slip up, and did his best at holding back his blush, as he felt his face burn.
Usagi scowled, and not caring she was in a library, blurted out, loud enough for anyone listening to hear, "That's not very nice Harry san. Draco is a person, with a heart. No one is heartless." Her voice dropped, and her eyes softened.
"He may come across cold, and heartless to you, or to anyone else. But there's a reason, maybe even several of them, why he is like that. You can't just judge a person by their outward appearance. I learned that a long time ago."
A frown formed on her face, as she had said the last part. She shook her head to clear it of unwanted thoughts, and looked at Harry.
The figure bathed by the shadows of the bookshelf peered out, at the two students. He gazed at Usagi's back for a long time.
Harry looked away, as he said, "I'm sorry."
Usagi flashed a smile, her anger dissipating instantly, "its all right Harry san." Her growling stomach interrupted her. "I wonder if its lunch time yet? I missed breakfast." Harry glanced around the library, "I donno, why don't we go take a look."
Usagi jumped out of her chair, finally having an excuse to leave the horrid library. She shoved all of her books into her book bag, and replaced the ones she had borrowed from the library.
Slinging her bag over her shoulder, Usagi raced to the door. She whipped around, "Hurry Harry san, I'm starving!!" She patted her belly, ignoring the librarian's insistence for her to be quiet.
Harry chuckled, and followed her out of the library.
The figure walked out from behind the bookshelf, still holding the book he had been looking for, when he happened across the two's conversation.
He stared at the doors, for a long time.
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"He actually took off ten points of his own house! Everyone was upset, 'cause I guess it was the first time it ever happened in years." The blonde flushed, as she followed Harry down the stairs, and through the halls.
They stopped outside the doors of the Great Hall. "I guess it must be lunch time, everyone's inside." Usagi nodded, "Hai. I hope we're not too late; Gregory Goyle and Vincent Crabbe eat a lot. They probably have eaten half the food already."
Harry chuckled, "Yea Goyle and Crabbe can put away the food." He thought back to the time, when they gave those two, Hermione's cupcakes. They had stuffed the cupcakes down their throats, as if the treat had been a crumb from a slice of bread.
Sighing, Harry shook the memory from his mind, and stated, "So I guess this is where we part?" He glanced down at the shorter girl, feeling reluctant to say good-bye already.
Usagi nodded, "Hai, I guess." She held out her hand, a bright smile on her face, "it was nice meeting you Harry san." Harry took her hand in his, and shook it. "Yes, it was a pleasure meeting you Usagi."
The blonde giggled, "Well see you tomorrow in History!"
She pushed the doors of the Great Hall open, and slipped into the room. A few seconds passed, before Harry followed her.
Harry found his seat, and sat down next to Ron, and Neville. "Hey Harry, where have you been?"
The brown haired boy shrugged, "The library, I was working on my potions homework."
Hermione blanched, "are you serious?" She looked him over, "You are serious! You actually did your homework!"
Harry nodded, slightly displease by the fact that no one believed him.
He looked down at his plate full of food, and his stomach growled. Taking his fork, he started eating. Ron looked over at Harry, and stated, "So, were you able to find that Usagi girl?"
The brown haired boy nodded, "Yea, I found her in the library." He turned his head, and found Usagi seated near the end of the table.
"Hey Harry Potter!"
Harry looked away from the Slytherin table, to find Shingo seated across from him. "Hey Shingo. How are your classes coming along?"
Shingo grinned, "They're fine. So you talked to my Oneesan?"
Harry briefly glanced over his shoulder. "Yea, she's doing fine, having a little trouble studying though." He cleaned his plate, and leaned back a bit.
"Well, well what do we have here, conspiring against the Slytherins are you?"
The group near the end of the table looked up, to find Draco Malfoy smirking at them. The boy's blue eyes glittered, "Would've never guess you all were witches and wizards, with the way all of you act." His lips curled into a sneer, as Hermione stated, "Go pester someone who cares Malfoy."
The boy chuckled, "Well, at least the Mugblood has a backbone, unlike Gryffindor's Perfect, or the Weasels."
Ron nearly leaped to his feet in a rage, his blood roaring in his ears. Harry held his friend back, and repeated in his mind what Usagi had told him earlier. ~~ You can't just judge a person by their outward appearance. ~~
He sighed unevenly, trying to keep his anger in check. Ron glanced at him; "you're not going to let him mow us over, right Harry? Or let him insult Hermione like that, are you?"
Harry frowned, torn between helping his friends, or believe what Usagi had said.
Draco chuckled, "Potter's finally found his place. Congratulations Potter, for being the dirt beneath my shoes."
Harry gritted his teeth, his eyes narrowing, as he tried his hardest not to retort. Draco frowned, his eyebrows drawing together. "What? No snide remarks? No heated arguments? What is wrong with you Potter, you're taking away all of my fun?"
The boy forced himself to relax in his seat, as he replied tightly, "Nothing Malfoy."
Suddenly a voice from behind Draco piped in, "hello everyone!!!" Usagi stood next to the white haired boy, a smile on her face. "I saw Draco san come over here, so I figured I could come."
Hermione raised an eyebrow, at the name Draco, and wondered why Malfoy was actually letting her call him that.
Harry slowly turned around, and saw Usagi wiggle pass Draco, to squeeze into the heated circle they had formed. "Harry san! Its sugoi to see you again! Gregory and Vincent didn't eat all the food, so I was able to get some lunch. What about you?"
Harry shrugged, not wanting to start a conversation with her in front of Draco. He didn't want to get her into any more trouble, than she was already digging herself into.
Usagi pouted, but turned to look at her younger brother, "Hey Shingo, how are your classes coming along?"
The boy grinned, "They're sugoi Usagi. This school is way better than the one in England, and the one in Tokyo. I've made a lot of friends."
The blonde brightened, "Honto? That's Sugoi!"
"What do you think you are doing first year?"
Startled, Usagi glanced over her shoulder to see Draco seething. Nervous, she rubbed that back of her neck, "What do you mean Draco san?"
The boy scowled, "Stop that! You're not aloud to call me by my first name first year! And what do you think you're doing talking to a bunch of Gryffindors? Mugblood, Weasels, and Potter no less?"
Usagi bit her lip, "Well, I... I saw you talking to them, so I figured I could." She looked down at the floor, embarrassed.
Ron scowled, "She can talk to whoever she wants Malfoy."
Draco scoffed, "Not if she wants to be a Slytherin. If she wants to fit in so badly, then she better start acting like a Slytherin." He shot Usagi a heated look.
The blonde slowly lifted her eyes to his, "Act like a Slytherin? You mean act more like you, right?" At his nod, she continued, "But we already have a jerk in our house, why do we want another egotistical male!"
Her eyes narrowed, "This whole school is filled with snot nosed, egotistical, back stabbers!"
She pointed a finger at herself, "And I can stick up for myself..."
A loud sound interrupted the argument-taking place at the Gryffindor table.
Squawk!
Usagi looked up, to see a familiar black owl swoop through the air towards them. Faintly, she hear Harry ask confusingly, "Mail during lunch?"
Usagi watched as the owl dropped something from the air, and she held out her hands. The brown leather pouch fell into her cupped palms.
Excited, Shingo raced around the table to be at his sister's side. "What'd you get Odango?"
Usagi flushed at the insult, and everyone around her looked up. Hermione and Ron snickered from behind their hands, and she understood that they knew the story.
Sighing, Usagi stuffed the small pouch into her pocket; "I'll open it later." Looking up at the clock, she stated, "Well would you look at that, time for class."
She flashed the group a smile, and started off for the exit. "Ja ne minna chan!!!"
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"Will you two be quiet you're going to get us caught!" Hermione glared at her two best friends, as they made their way to the Slytherin common rooms.
Harry shook his head, "I can't believe we are doing this. We're invading Usagi's privacy!"
"SHUT UP!!"
Hermione slapped Harry upside the head, "Do you want to get caught?" They stopped outside the entrance of the Slytherin Commons room. "I don't know the password."
"Shhh someone's coming."
They waited, as a young Slytherin whispered the password, and the door opened. They slipped into the room, and went down the opposite corridor than the boy had gone.
"The girl's must have their rooms this way."
Hermione tugged the invincibility cloak closer to her side. They reached a door that read 'First Year'. It had been left cracked open.
Hermione pressed her index finger to her lips, to motion them to stay quiet. She reached out to push the door open slowly, when they heard footsteps come towards them.
Hermione grabbed Ron, and tugged him towards the wall. Being in between the two, Harry was forced to follow. They pressed themselves to the wall, as a tiny black cat made her way pass them.
The cat paused, glancing towards the wall as if she'd seen something. Shaking her head, the cat pushed the door open, and entered the room.
Rushed, Hermione hissed, "Go, go, go, before it closes!"
The three slipped into the room, before it shut. Ron slapped a hand over Harry's mouth, to keep him from yelping, when the boy lost his balance. Hermione grabbed Harry, and helped him straighten, before he could fall, and give them all away.
"Hey Luna."
The three turned to the bed on the farthest wall from them. Usagi was seated on the mattress, her legs pulls up to her chest. She was holding the leather pouch.
To the three's amazement, the cat name Luna replied, "I tried to give you that this morning, but you wanted nothing to do with me. So I waited till lunch, since I figured you could skip another meal." The black cat leaped up onto the bed, the golden crescent moon on her forehead glittered in the room's light.
"Setsuna told me to give it to you as soon as I could."
Usagi glanced up at the black cat, but her eyes fell back to the pouch. "Why would Obason give me a brooch?" As she said that, she spilled the pouches contents into her hand.
A pink brooch fit perfectly in her palm. There was a white crystal set in the middle of it. "It is lovely, but what can I use it for?"
Luna seated herself at the end of the bed, "It belonged to your mother, a long time ago. Setsuna believed it was time for you to have it."
Usagi fiddled with it between her fingers, and sighed exasperatedly, "Why does he have to be so mean?"
She fell back, her head hitting the soft pillow. Luna frowned, "I beg your pardon?" Usagi frowned, her eyes closing.
"He reminds me of someone, but I can't think of who."
Luna scowled, "Usagi stop thinking about boys, and get your act together! You have school work to be worrying about." Usagi glanced at the cat, a frown fixed on her face.
"Oh who cares Luna? I'm not going to make it, just like Draco san said." Tears pricked her eyes, but she held them at bay. "I can't keep up, none of it makes sense to me!"
She rolled over onto her side, and stared at the floor over the edge of her bed. "I make a horrible Slytherin..." she pouted, and she suddenly went back to her first question, "And why is he so mean to me?"
Luna shook her head, "Well, when you get back on track, let me know, I will be with Professor McGonagall."
With that said, the cat jumped from the bed, and left by using the door.
Usagi sat up, once the door shut, and she looked around the room. Biting her lip, she looked down at the brooch in her hand. She suppressed a shudder, and slipped the brooch back into its pouch. "That thing gives me the creeps."
Swinging her legs over the side of the bed, she pushed herself up onto her feet.
She looked at the wall near the door, and frowned. A chill ran along her spine, and she rubbed her hands up and down her arms. "I'm losing it. Now I feel like I'm being watched."
Hermione glanced at Harry, who looked at Ron. They exchanged looks, before they shrugged, and looked back at Usagi.
The blonde pulled out the loose buns, and redid them. "Maybe I am a Meatball brain?" Ron snorted, his eyes bulging. He slapped a hand across his mouth to keep himself from laughing out loud.
Hermione gave the red haired boy a stern look, but it did nothing to calm him. Worried that they would be caught, Harry placed his hand over Ron's.
Hearing something, Usagi looked around the room, a frowned playing on her face. If she didn't know any better, she would have sworn she heard someone laugh when she said Meatball brains. Shaking her head, she moved back to her bed, and sat down.
There was a knock on her door, but before she could say anything, it opened. Curious as to who would knock, she looked over to see, non other than Draco Malfoy.
The three covered by the invincibility cloak, sobered up immediately, and started wide-eyed as the white haired boy entered the room.
Usagi glanced at the open door, then to Draco, as he moved about the dark room, made up of greens and silver. "Looks just like our room." He glanced at the blonde, before looking around the room one more time.
"I didn't see you in the library so I figured you would be here. Are you ready?"
Usagi blanched, wondering if he was threatening her, or something else. "Ready? Ready for what Draco san?"
The white haired boy scowled, "Didn't I say not to call me that?" Usagi nodded, but retorted, "And I told you not to call me a first year, but you still do."
"I can call you what I want first year, I'm a Perfect." He gave her a sharp look that meant she should take his word for it.
Usagi shook her head, "But Harry san says, that a Perfect still has to be courteous like everyone else." Draco growled, "Do you listen to everything Potter says?" The name came out in a deadly hiss that made Usagi's skin crawl.
A few seconds passed, before Usagi nodded, "hai, I do, because he's my friend." Draco scoffed, "Slytherins don't befriend Gryffindors."
Usagi frowned, "Well this Slytherin did make a friend, and his name is Harry."
The white haired boy's eyes narrowed, "You better watch what you say first year." Usagi met his glare with one of her own, "Stop calling me first year!"
The boy scoffed, amusement dripping from his lips, as he said, "And would you rather I called you Odango?" The blonde scowled at the name, "Actually, I rather you didn't. I prefer Usagi."
Draco shook his head, "Well I prefer, first year." Rolling her eyes, Usagi asked again, when she realized she was fighting a loosing battle, "and what was it that should I be ready for?"
The boy replied smoothly, "To work. I'm you're new tutor."
"WHAT?!?!"
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All right, there's chapter five. Hoped you enjoyed it as much as I did writing it. Hehe!!! Well I just wanted to say tyvm for reading this story, and ty for all the reviews. Sorry this chapter took so long to get out, I'll try and get more out sooner, but no promises.
Harry/Usagi: 21 So close, yet so far. Come on Harry, put on you charm, you were doing so well in chapter one. But you're only 6 behind. What would Ron and Hermione say if they find out you're loosing to Draco?
Draco/Usagi: 27 I am so surprised to see this, since in the beginning of this story all I got was, there are way to many Draco/Usagi, I want Harry.... Which I have noticed to be somewhat true, but I don't mind adding to that long forming list.
Harry Potter, and the Lunarian Witch
I think I'm going to keep that name, its starting to stick to me, stick like glue, and it seems catching almost. This story I'm writing is self-explanatory really. Usagi, as you can guess, goes to Hogwarts, of course, how else would I cross these two great time consuming, mind boggling, edge of the seat anticipation, storylines?
Lets see, I'll give a good summery, and you tell me if you want to read it. I love writing it, so I'm sure all of you will love to read it, since you like this story, I think HPatLW is much better than this one.
Well, Usagi Tsukino, a third year teacher is the new History Professor, and seems to be a little too cheerful for her own good. She's a close friend of Professor Dumbledore, which sends Harry for a loop, considering, Dumbledore, doesn't seem to know much about her. Professor Snape seems to despise her, and even Peeves knows her!
Professor Lupin got his old job back, and is very curious about Professor Binns replacement, considering, she looks fifteen, but claims to have gone to school, back in 1978, when James and Lily went to school.
So what's going down in Hogwarts, why wont Dumbledore tell anyone who the mysterious Bunny is, and how can a "15 year old girl", actually have gone to school 17 years ago?
Well tell me what you think, and if you want it to be Snape/Usagi, Lupin/Usagi, or even Sirius/Usagi.
