Binding
*By* ~Koi~
I don't own Sailor Moon, Harry Potter, or anything that has to do with them. I own this plot idea and any characters I invent and stick in here. You steal, you die. Well, not die, but you'll get a very nasty email from me.
A cold breeze blew across the walkway as Usagi made her way to the Quidditch field. The hoops were just visible over the horizon, the rising sun glowing orange behind them and turning the entire sky pink and lavender.
The blond shivered and wrapped her cloak around her. It was only September, but already a cold front was beginning to move in. She stopped just inside the entrance of the field, still cold but glad to be out of the wind. She brushed her bangs out of her eyes and peered around the area, looking for the person she was supposed to meet.
"Looking for someone?" A familiar voice asked from behind her.
Startled, she whirled around only to come face to face with Draco. She smiled delightedly. "Draco!" She said. "You scared the crap out of me."
He smirked. "C'mon, lets go talk." He said, motioning her over to the benches.
Hermione yawned as she finished fastening her black cloak around her. She glanced over at the empty bed across the room, then frowned as she realized where the Japanese student had vanished to so early in the morning.
When she got down to the common room, she saw Ron and Harry had already gone to breakfast. The room was almost totally empty except for a few students who were chatting. Her stomach growled softly, reminding her that it was breakfast time.
Ron filled up his glass with orange juice and forked a sausage from one of the overflowing platters. Next to him, Harry was shoving a forkful of pancakes into his mouth. Hermione was engrossed in a book on Arithmancy across from him, nibbling on a slice of toast as she read.
A figure dropped into the seat next to him and one pale hand reached in front of him to get a sausage. He turned to see Usagi buttering a biscuit and setting it down on her full plate. Her face was pink and she was breathing heavily.
"Sorry I'm late." She said in between bites. "I lost track of the time."
Ron opened his mouth to ask where she'd been, then closed it when he remembered the conversation from the previous night's dinner. Instead, he looked picked up his schedule and began to look over it.
"Double Potions with Slytherin first thing in the morning!" He moaned. He heard similar groans from the other fifth years around him. "This sucks."
"What's wrong with Potions?" A voice asked from his other side. He looked at Usagi- noticing in shock that her plate was totally empty- and began to explain.
"Professor Snape is the Potion's Master." He said. "He always favors the Slytherins and tries to knock of points from our house whenever he can."
"Yeah." Dean Thomas stuck in from the other side of Harry. "He's the head of Slytherin House."
Seamus Finnigan made a face. "He even likes Malfoy and his little friends. How anyone could like Malfoy is beyond me."
Harry, Ron, and Hermione exchanged a quick glance before looking over at Usagi to see what her reaction would be. But the Japanese transfer student was looking over her schedule with her eyes narrowed.
"What's wrong, Usagi?" Hermione asked.
Usagi looked up, wide-eyed. "Huh? Oh nothing." She said. "I was just trying to figure out all my classes. And I thought your Defense Against the Dark Arts professor was a guy named Moody."
"Nah." Ron said. "We have a new teacher every year. Wonder who it is this year?" He looked back at the sheet on the table. "It's a Professor Smith. Dunno who that is."
Harry shrugged. "He can't be as bad as Lockhart." He said. "But we'd better get going or we'll be late to Potions. Snape will definitely take off points for that."
The group of fifth-year Gryffindors rose from the benches and gloomily made their way down to the dungeons where Potions was held.
Snape's cold black eyes flickered over the group of arriving students, settling on one in particular. His lips curled back in disgust as he watched the black haired boy sit down with his friends. Then he moved on, watching as a group of Slytherins entered the room. Soon the dungeon was full of students.
He cleared his throat and the whispering in the room fell silent. "Well, now." He said in his hard, icy voice. "Shall we begin?" He immediately launched into a lecture on sleeping potions and the students quickly began to copy down notes. "Tell me, someone. What two ingredients would you mix to make the Draught of Living Death?"
Three hands shot up into the air. Snape immediately discarded the first one, belonging to Hermione. His eyes flickered over to the next student, and he was not very surprised to see Harry Potter with his hand up. Of course, he had asked the boy this question in the beginning of his first year. He hadn't expected him to remember, but anyways.
He moved on to the other student. His eyes passed over the girl, then jerked back. That girl, it couldn't be. Keeping the shock out of his voice, he pointed to the blond. "You, what's your name?" He said.
The girl stood up. "My name is Usagi Tsukino." She said. She waited until he nodded before giving the answer. "The two ingredients are asphodel and wormwood, sir." She sat back down and waited for him to reply.
"Very good. Now, when these two ingredients are." He continued on with the lesson, but he wasn't focused on it for the rest of the class. His mind was still focused on the girl. Thoughts were racing through his mind at a mile a minute. 'What's she doing here?' He thought as he assigned the class their homework and dismissed them.
"I'll catch up in a second." Usagi said to Harry as she packed up her bag. She waited until everyone had left before she approached Snape's desk. "It's good to see you." She said.
He looked down at her, the glare on his face softening slightly. "You know I told you not to come here." He said. "It isn't safe. My brother should have known better."
Usagi grinned. "Oh come on, Uncle Severus." She said. "You know it's safer here with Professor Dumbledore than back home."
He sighed. "I know. Just be careful." He said. "You know it's dangerous to be around me, especially now."
Her blue eyes involuntarily moved down to his left forearm and she shuddered. "I know." She said. "I'll be careful."
He nodded. "Good. Then you'd better get to class."
Usagi slung her bag over her shoulder and, waving goodbye to her uncle, she ran out the door to catch up to the others.
"Three sheets of parchment on common sleeping potions!" Ron moaned as he slumped into one of the oversized armchairs in the Gryffindor common room. He unceremoniously dumped his schoolbag on the floor next to him.
Harry nodded in agreement. "Yeah, and a paper for Muggle Studies on how Muggles live without magic." He said.
Hermione looked up from the table where she and Usagi were working on their Potions paper. "Harry, you live with a Muggle family." She pointed out. "And Ron, you're dad works in the Ministry in the Muggle department (AN: Sorry, I don't know what it's really called). You two should have no problem, so stop complaining."
Hermione had already taken Muggle Studies and Usagi hadn't signed up for it, claiming some of her good friends were Muggles.
The room grew quiet except for the occasional whispering and the snapping of the wood in the fire as it burned. One by one, the students went off to their beds until only Usagi, Harry, and Neville were left awake. Neville was reading a book titled 'Exotic Herbs of the Amazon'. Herbology was his best subject. Soon, however, he too shut his book and trudged off to bed.
Harry was bent over his Potions homework, trying to fill up the final page. He was flipping through his Potions book for help on the subject.
Usagi had long ago finished her Potions work and was finishing up her Arithmancy assignment. She closed her eyes and leaned back into a pillow, throwing her quill down onto the table in exhaustion.
"Done." She said, sighing. She looked over at Harry. "You need help?" She asked.
Harry nodded. "Yeah, thanks." He said gratefully.
She moved to sit next to him and read over his work. "Not bad." She said. She continued to read and Harry found himself fascinated by her. Her every move, even the way her hair fell into her eyes when her head moved, made him daydream even more.
A little voice spoke up in his head and he stared at her profile. 'She's got a boyfriend.' The little voice said. 'She's going out with your greatest enemy.'
Usagi's soft, silvery voice snapped him out of his thoughts. "Your paper is really good, but you might want to add some stuff about Dreamless Sleeping Potions." She said.
His eyes widened. "Of course." He said. He grabbed his final sheet of parchment and immediately began to write. Minutes later, the three pages were totally full and Harry shoved them into his bag along with his other stuff and stood.
Usagi stood as well and picked up her own books. "G'night." She said, yawning.
"Thanks for helping me." Harry said. "Night." He watched her turn and head to the flight of stairs that led to the girls' dorms.
When she had disappeared up the stairs, he turned and went to his own dorm.
***
The first week of school went by incredibly slow. The fifth year Gryffindors suddenly found themselves with less and less free time. Because of the OWL's that they had to take at the end of the year, their teachers were piling up the work. So by Wednesday, all of the students were staying in the common room till all hours of the night finishing homework. Even Hermione had to admit that the work was hard.
Harry found himself in trouble. Quidditch practice would be starting the following week, and with all the work he was being given, it was going to be a pain to balance everything out. Usagi had agreed to tutor him in Potions and Transfiguration, his two hardest courses.
Harry frowned as his thoughts settled on the cheerful blond who was currently sitting across from him. She was eating her lunch like everyone else- American hotdogs- but she kept glancing over at the Slytherin table.
He knew that she and Malfoy had been seeing each other almost every single day. Just the thought of that made him angry, but he forced the feeling away. She needed to know who he was, but she refused to hear a word of Malfoy being a Dark wizard.
Hermione finished her hotdog and left the table, presumably to go to the library. Usagi waited a moment, then she too left the Great Hall. Across the hall, other students began to finish up. Harry's eye caught on a blond haired boy leave the room a few minutes later.
This time, he did sigh in disgust. Someone like Usagi just didn't belong with Malfoy. The room was slowly emptying as students began to go to class, and Harry and Ron decided to go meet up with Hermione in the library before their next class began.
Usagi raced down the grassy field to the lake where she had agreed to meet Draco. She's had to stop by her dormitory to grab her books for her next class. Already she could see her boyfriend sitting against a tree waiting.
Breathlessly, she fell to the grass beside him. "Sorry I'm late." She said. She took a few deep breaths to calm down.
Draco smiled and wrapped his arm around her shoulders, pulling her closer to him. "No problem." He said. "So what's on your mind?"
Usagi's face fell and the cheerfulness left her eyes. "Harry Potter's been saying some stuff, and I'm worried." She said.
He rolled his eyes. "Let me guess." He said. "I'm a Dark wizard and a follower of You-Know-Who." He said.
"Yeah, but that's not all." Usagi swallowed. "He said that last year, when he was transported to You-Know-Who, there was a guy named Lucius Malfoy." She stopped, watching to see what his reaction would be.
Draco's eyes widened and he suddenly looked very afraid. "But Lucius, it can't be." He said. He slumped against the tree. "Father's not going to like this. If Lucius is back, then we're going to have some serious problems."
Usagi nodded. "I figured it wasn't your father that had appeared. I never figured your father to be the type to be a Death Eater." She looked off across the lake.
"Hmmm." Draco looked off towards the Forbidden Forest, deep in thought. "I just hope that father can stop Lucius this time. After You-Know- Who disappeared all those years ago, Lucius just sort of vanished."
"It must be strange to know that you're on the side fighting against you older brother." Usagi said softly.
-I honestly don't believe I just wrote that. That was. weird to say the least. Hehe. Now, since this is MY fic, I decided that I can screw with the Harry Potter and Sailor Moon world as much as I want. I hope the last part isn't too confusing. It's sorta like the whole Barty Crouch father/son thing (you know how they had the same name). Not too original, but I needed a way to explain why Malfoy's dad wasn't a Dark Wizard.
-The new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher (Professor Smith) will have almost NO significance in this fic. Don't worry, something will happen to Professor Smith and a new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher will come.
-Sorry for putting in all these notes. Thanks for all the reviews! I can't believe so many people like this story.
***Also- I apologize to the person who wrote the HP/SM fic 'Bindings of Loyalty' (or something like that). I had no intention of having such similar titles; it's a COMPLETE accident. Please please please forgive me***
Completed: December 8, 2001 by Koi (M2320400177@hotmail.com)
Edited: December 8-9, 2001 by Li Raeth (LiRaeth@hotmail.com)
*By* ~Koi~
I don't own Sailor Moon, Harry Potter, or anything that has to do with them. I own this plot idea and any characters I invent and stick in here. You steal, you die. Well, not die, but you'll get a very nasty email from me.
A cold breeze blew across the walkway as Usagi made her way to the Quidditch field. The hoops were just visible over the horizon, the rising sun glowing orange behind them and turning the entire sky pink and lavender.
The blond shivered and wrapped her cloak around her. It was only September, but already a cold front was beginning to move in. She stopped just inside the entrance of the field, still cold but glad to be out of the wind. She brushed her bangs out of her eyes and peered around the area, looking for the person she was supposed to meet.
"Looking for someone?" A familiar voice asked from behind her.
Startled, she whirled around only to come face to face with Draco. She smiled delightedly. "Draco!" She said. "You scared the crap out of me."
He smirked. "C'mon, lets go talk." He said, motioning her over to the benches.
Hermione yawned as she finished fastening her black cloak around her. She glanced over at the empty bed across the room, then frowned as she realized where the Japanese student had vanished to so early in the morning.
When she got down to the common room, she saw Ron and Harry had already gone to breakfast. The room was almost totally empty except for a few students who were chatting. Her stomach growled softly, reminding her that it was breakfast time.
Ron filled up his glass with orange juice and forked a sausage from one of the overflowing platters. Next to him, Harry was shoving a forkful of pancakes into his mouth. Hermione was engrossed in a book on Arithmancy across from him, nibbling on a slice of toast as she read.
A figure dropped into the seat next to him and one pale hand reached in front of him to get a sausage. He turned to see Usagi buttering a biscuit and setting it down on her full plate. Her face was pink and she was breathing heavily.
"Sorry I'm late." She said in between bites. "I lost track of the time."
Ron opened his mouth to ask where she'd been, then closed it when he remembered the conversation from the previous night's dinner. Instead, he looked picked up his schedule and began to look over it.
"Double Potions with Slytherin first thing in the morning!" He moaned. He heard similar groans from the other fifth years around him. "This sucks."
"What's wrong with Potions?" A voice asked from his other side. He looked at Usagi- noticing in shock that her plate was totally empty- and began to explain.
"Professor Snape is the Potion's Master." He said. "He always favors the Slytherins and tries to knock of points from our house whenever he can."
"Yeah." Dean Thomas stuck in from the other side of Harry. "He's the head of Slytherin House."
Seamus Finnigan made a face. "He even likes Malfoy and his little friends. How anyone could like Malfoy is beyond me."
Harry, Ron, and Hermione exchanged a quick glance before looking over at Usagi to see what her reaction would be. But the Japanese transfer student was looking over her schedule with her eyes narrowed.
"What's wrong, Usagi?" Hermione asked.
Usagi looked up, wide-eyed. "Huh? Oh nothing." She said. "I was just trying to figure out all my classes. And I thought your Defense Against the Dark Arts professor was a guy named Moody."
"Nah." Ron said. "We have a new teacher every year. Wonder who it is this year?" He looked back at the sheet on the table. "It's a Professor Smith. Dunno who that is."
Harry shrugged. "He can't be as bad as Lockhart." He said. "But we'd better get going or we'll be late to Potions. Snape will definitely take off points for that."
The group of fifth-year Gryffindors rose from the benches and gloomily made their way down to the dungeons where Potions was held.
Snape's cold black eyes flickered over the group of arriving students, settling on one in particular. His lips curled back in disgust as he watched the black haired boy sit down with his friends. Then he moved on, watching as a group of Slytherins entered the room. Soon the dungeon was full of students.
He cleared his throat and the whispering in the room fell silent. "Well, now." He said in his hard, icy voice. "Shall we begin?" He immediately launched into a lecture on sleeping potions and the students quickly began to copy down notes. "Tell me, someone. What two ingredients would you mix to make the Draught of Living Death?"
Three hands shot up into the air. Snape immediately discarded the first one, belonging to Hermione. His eyes flickered over to the next student, and he was not very surprised to see Harry Potter with his hand up. Of course, he had asked the boy this question in the beginning of his first year. He hadn't expected him to remember, but anyways.
He moved on to the other student. His eyes passed over the girl, then jerked back. That girl, it couldn't be. Keeping the shock out of his voice, he pointed to the blond. "You, what's your name?" He said.
The girl stood up. "My name is Usagi Tsukino." She said. She waited until he nodded before giving the answer. "The two ingredients are asphodel and wormwood, sir." She sat back down and waited for him to reply.
"Very good. Now, when these two ingredients are." He continued on with the lesson, but he wasn't focused on it for the rest of the class. His mind was still focused on the girl. Thoughts were racing through his mind at a mile a minute. 'What's she doing here?' He thought as he assigned the class their homework and dismissed them.
"I'll catch up in a second." Usagi said to Harry as she packed up her bag. She waited until everyone had left before she approached Snape's desk. "It's good to see you." She said.
He looked down at her, the glare on his face softening slightly. "You know I told you not to come here." He said. "It isn't safe. My brother should have known better."
Usagi grinned. "Oh come on, Uncle Severus." She said. "You know it's safer here with Professor Dumbledore than back home."
He sighed. "I know. Just be careful." He said. "You know it's dangerous to be around me, especially now."
Her blue eyes involuntarily moved down to his left forearm and she shuddered. "I know." She said. "I'll be careful."
He nodded. "Good. Then you'd better get to class."
Usagi slung her bag over her shoulder and, waving goodbye to her uncle, she ran out the door to catch up to the others.
"Three sheets of parchment on common sleeping potions!" Ron moaned as he slumped into one of the oversized armchairs in the Gryffindor common room. He unceremoniously dumped his schoolbag on the floor next to him.
Harry nodded in agreement. "Yeah, and a paper for Muggle Studies on how Muggles live without magic." He said.
Hermione looked up from the table where she and Usagi were working on their Potions paper. "Harry, you live with a Muggle family." She pointed out. "And Ron, you're dad works in the Ministry in the Muggle department (AN: Sorry, I don't know what it's really called). You two should have no problem, so stop complaining."
Hermione had already taken Muggle Studies and Usagi hadn't signed up for it, claiming some of her good friends were Muggles.
The room grew quiet except for the occasional whispering and the snapping of the wood in the fire as it burned. One by one, the students went off to their beds until only Usagi, Harry, and Neville were left awake. Neville was reading a book titled 'Exotic Herbs of the Amazon'. Herbology was his best subject. Soon, however, he too shut his book and trudged off to bed.
Harry was bent over his Potions homework, trying to fill up the final page. He was flipping through his Potions book for help on the subject.
Usagi had long ago finished her Potions work and was finishing up her Arithmancy assignment. She closed her eyes and leaned back into a pillow, throwing her quill down onto the table in exhaustion.
"Done." She said, sighing. She looked over at Harry. "You need help?" She asked.
Harry nodded. "Yeah, thanks." He said gratefully.
She moved to sit next to him and read over his work. "Not bad." She said. She continued to read and Harry found himself fascinated by her. Her every move, even the way her hair fell into her eyes when her head moved, made him daydream even more.
A little voice spoke up in his head and he stared at her profile. 'She's got a boyfriend.' The little voice said. 'She's going out with your greatest enemy.'
Usagi's soft, silvery voice snapped him out of his thoughts. "Your paper is really good, but you might want to add some stuff about Dreamless Sleeping Potions." She said.
His eyes widened. "Of course." He said. He grabbed his final sheet of parchment and immediately began to write. Minutes later, the three pages were totally full and Harry shoved them into his bag along with his other stuff and stood.
Usagi stood as well and picked up her own books. "G'night." She said, yawning.
"Thanks for helping me." Harry said. "Night." He watched her turn and head to the flight of stairs that led to the girls' dorms.
When she had disappeared up the stairs, he turned and went to his own dorm.
***
The first week of school went by incredibly slow. The fifth year Gryffindors suddenly found themselves with less and less free time. Because of the OWL's that they had to take at the end of the year, their teachers were piling up the work. So by Wednesday, all of the students were staying in the common room till all hours of the night finishing homework. Even Hermione had to admit that the work was hard.
Harry found himself in trouble. Quidditch practice would be starting the following week, and with all the work he was being given, it was going to be a pain to balance everything out. Usagi had agreed to tutor him in Potions and Transfiguration, his two hardest courses.
Harry frowned as his thoughts settled on the cheerful blond who was currently sitting across from him. She was eating her lunch like everyone else- American hotdogs- but she kept glancing over at the Slytherin table.
He knew that she and Malfoy had been seeing each other almost every single day. Just the thought of that made him angry, but he forced the feeling away. She needed to know who he was, but she refused to hear a word of Malfoy being a Dark wizard.
Hermione finished her hotdog and left the table, presumably to go to the library. Usagi waited a moment, then she too left the Great Hall. Across the hall, other students began to finish up. Harry's eye caught on a blond haired boy leave the room a few minutes later.
This time, he did sigh in disgust. Someone like Usagi just didn't belong with Malfoy. The room was slowly emptying as students began to go to class, and Harry and Ron decided to go meet up with Hermione in the library before their next class began.
Usagi raced down the grassy field to the lake where she had agreed to meet Draco. She's had to stop by her dormitory to grab her books for her next class. Already she could see her boyfriend sitting against a tree waiting.
Breathlessly, she fell to the grass beside him. "Sorry I'm late." She said. She took a few deep breaths to calm down.
Draco smiled and wrapped his arm around her shoulders, pulling her closer to him. "No problem." He said. "So what's on your mind?"
Usagi's face fell and the cheerfulness left her eyes. "Harry Potter's been saying some stuff, and I'm worried." She said.
He rolled his eyes. "Let me guess." He said. "I'm a Dark wizard and a follower of You-Know-Who." He said.
"Yeah, but that's not all." Usagi swallowed. "He said that last year, when he was transported to You-Know-Who, there was a guy named Lucius Malfoy." She stopped, watching to see what his reaction would be.
Draco's eyes widened and he suddenly looked very afraid. "But Lucius, it can't be." He said. He slumped against the tree. "Father's not going to like this. If Lucius is back, then we're going to have some serious problems."
Usagi nodded. "I figured it wasn't your father that had appeared. I never figured your father to be the type to be a Death Eater." She looked off across the lake.
"Hmmm." Draco looked off towards the Forbidden Forest, deep in thought. "I just hope that father can stop Lucius this time. After You-Know- Who disappeared all those years ago, Lucius just sort of vanished."
"It must be strange to know that you're on the side fighting against you older brother." Usagi said softly.
-I honestly don't believe I just wrote that. That was. weird to say the least. Hehe. Now, since this is MY fic, I decided that I can screw with the Harry Potter and Sailor Moon world as much as I want. I hope the last part isn't too confusing. It's sorta like the whole Barty Crouch father/son thing (you know how they had the same name). Not too original, but I needed a way to explain why Malfoy's dad wasn't a Dark Wizard.
-The new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher (Professor Smith) will have almost NO significance in this fic. Don't worry, something will happen to Professor Smith and a new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher will come.
-Sorry for putting in all these notes. Thanks for all the reviews! I can't believe so many people like this story.
***Also- I apologize to the person who wrote the HP/SM fic 'Bindings of Loyalty' (or something like that). I had no intention of having such similar titles; it's a COMPLETE accident. Please please please forgive me***
Completed: December 8, 2001 by Koi (M2320400177@hotmail.com)
Edited: December 8-9, 2001 by Li Raeth (LiRaeth@hotmail.com)