This chapter is slightly shorter then the previous few, I think, and I apologize for there being no Harry/Serena. I have such a damn case of writer's block! Also, does anyone really hate the Spice Girls? Because I know of one of their songs, Viva Forever, that Usa could use to awaken Minako! If you don't want me to use it, though, tell me! Otherwise, read and review and enjoy! ~sighs and heads for bed~

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There was silence for a long time in the Great Hall when Moon Knight stepped forward. Everyone's eyes were glued to the silver-and-white clad male. He had a smirk on his face, identical to that of the one on Sailor Silver Moon's pretty face. Sailor Sun let out a relieved sigh when she saw the Moon Twins - if Serena had awakened Draco, then the Negaverse had about a few weeks, a month tops, to remain on Earth.

"We are not afraid of you!" The lead youma bellowed. "We can take you on, no problem!!!!" Silver Moon's eyes glinted, and she smirked. "Can you really? I'd like to see you try. It might be somewhat.... amusing." Now, several youma and deatheaters alike were glaring angrily at the silvery-haired Moon Princess.

"I agree." Moon Knight spoke up for the first time. His voice was a warm, masculine sound and several girls swooned, even in the throes of danger Moon Knight was extremely handsome. Like the Sailor Senshi, magic protected his identity from anyone whom they didn't want to know.

Sailor Silver Moon smirked and bent her legs slightly. "What do you say we give them a little memory to remember us by, Moon Knight? Before they go to join Beryl and the others, of course." "I say that sounds like a splendid idea, sister." Moon Knight and Silver Moon leapt of the ledge at the same time. Silver, white and dark rose flashed.

""Silver Moon Crystal Crescent Hearts Kiss!" Sailor Silver Moon screamed. "Silver Moon Blade Swords Slash!" Moon Knight shouted at the same time. The youma could only scream as they were disentegrated, and the deatheaters were knocked out. Silver Moon and Moon Knight landed soundlessly on the ground.

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"Hey, Sere. You okay?" Ginny stood at the door of the Fifth-year girls room. At the moment, Serena was the only one in there. The blonde-haired girl sighed and replied without turning from where she gazed longingly out the window. "I'm all right, Ginny." Giny moved inside, slightly unsure. "Are..... are you upset Draco has his powers back?"

"Has he had the memories yet?" Serena asked instead. Ginny frowned wonderingly but nodded, realized Serena couldn't see her since the blonde still hadn't turned, and murmured an affirmative. "Good. You'll have to tell him, then, he's not to say a word to any of the others." "I'm sure he knows. But I'll make sure." "Good. As of yet, they don't need to be informed."

Ginny sat down slowly on the nearest bed, perching on the end. Something in the way her friend was sitting chimed in her mind, and realization slowly dawned. "You miss them." It wasn't a question, but a statement, and Serena shuddered. "Yes. And for the most part, I can keep the hurt and wanting under wraps. But I miss Minako so much. Of all the Senshi, me and her spent the most time together and I miss that."

Ginny sighed and wrapped her finger around a stray piece of thread. "'She and I.'" She corrected without thinking. Serena rolled her eyes. "Whatever." Ginny tugged on the thread, frowning when it wouldn't come loose. She pulled harder while asking. "Are you going to awaken them?" "I..... I don't know." Serena murmured. She turned. "What are you doing?" She asked, sounding annoyed.

Ginny tossed her reddish gold hair over one shoulder and unwrapped the thread from her finger. "Nothing." She retorted, patting the thread back down. It would have to be cut, like Serena's ties to the Senshi, and cutting wasn't an option at the moment. Ginny stood up. For some reason, Serena had made her angry. Ginny didn't like the idea of not awakening the Senshi, whom she missed very much. Without saying a word Ginny left, leaving Serena and her thoughts alone.

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Serena stretched her legs out before her and sighed, enjoying the feel of the fire's warmth on them. She was the single Gryffindor in the Common Room; everyone else was in classes. Not wanting to go, Serena had cut class, plain and simple. She couldn't study, not today. She felt too restless, not energetic, just like there was something wrong. Something she couldn't identify.

She laid back on the rug, using one of the pillows from the couch to support her head. Closing her eyes, she thought of everything and nothing as she dozed lightly, fully enjoying herself alone for the first time in weeks. However, much to her extreme disgust and annoyance, it was to be short-lived when someone's foot nudged her.

"Fuck off." She barked without opening her eyes. The person paused, then nudged her once more. Furious, she snapped open weary crystalline blue eyes, ready to bite the head off whomever it was, when she saw an unamused looking Sirius. She halted. "Professor Dumbledore wants to see you." Sirius mumbled before turning and heading for portrait exit.

Annoyed, Serena sat up. "Do I have a say in the matter?!" She demanded. Recieving no answer, she jumped to her feet and ran after him. "Sirius!" She growled. He still didn't reply, which she took to meant that no, she didn't have a say. So, it was a in a very unhappy mood Serena stomped after Harry's godfather, following him through the twisting castle to a large gargoyle.

Sirius spoke the password, "Strawberry Cream Drops", (Serena didn't ask) and, when the gargoyle jumped aside, stepped forward onto moving stairs. Serena followed and peered over the edge down into dizzying blackness as the stairs took them higher. They're just like escalators. She thought, delighted. It had been some time since she'd something so muggle. (And in her opinion, they should be installed all over the castle.)

Sirius paused, cocked his head and then turned into a large dog. Serena stared at him for a moment before she opened the door and allowed him to enter first. He immediately went to stand beside Remus. Serena stepped through the door slowly, jumping when it slammed shut, narrowly missing her left streamer of hair. "Watch it!" She snapped at the door without thinking, and then slapped her forehead. "I'm talking to a door..... great. Just what Earth needs, a psychotic princess protector." She muttered under her breath. Before turning around, to come face-to-face with.....

"Oh no, not you!" She blurted out, staring into none other then the highly annoying Cornelius Fudge's face. Fudge frowned at her. "I don't believe we've met." He said, and although to Fudge they hadn't it still seemed to annoy him she wasn't happy to see him. The others in the room had to hide smirks. Fudge held out his hand. "I am Cornelius Fudge, Minister of Magic!" He said imperiously.

"I'm Serena." Serena mumbled. Fudge had been one of her father's advisors in the Moon Kingdom, and he'd always struck her as annoyingly pompous and one of those people who always had to be right. She sensed he hadn't changed. (Unfortunately.)

Fudge turned to Dumbledore, who was seated calmly at his desk. "Now, Albus, I just can't believe You-Know-WHo is back and I most certainly won't tell the Wizarding World he is." There was the unmistakeable sound of facefaulting and Ginny and Draco both leapt for the face-faulting blonde. When Fudge turned around, Ginny had both hands over Serena's mouth and Draco was standing beside his sister, a hand on her arm.

Fudge shook his head and turned back to Dumbledore, who spoke. "Cornelius, there is substantial enough evidence for anyone Voldemort" Over half of those in the room flinched. "Has returned. If you would only look at the facts instead of blinding yourself....." "What I see, Dumbeldore, is a rogue boy you're taking the word of, a half-witch, a werewolf, and a wizard who may be hallucinating from lack of....." He trailed off. "I will not say it and that's that!" He turned and strood out, which was just as well, because Ginny and Draco were having an extremely tough time restraining a muderous blonde.

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-_-;; As you can tell, I don't like Fudge very much. R&R and give me SOME IDEAS, I've gotten a stupid case of gods-damned writers block!!!!