TITLE: After Graduation
RATING: PG
KEYWORDS: HP/SM - SM/HP
PAIRINGS: UT/SS - SS/UT
SUMMARY: After Voldemort has been defeated and the Dream Team graduates what does Albus Dumbledore do?
AUTHOR: Sarhea
EMAIL: sarhea2020@yahoo.com
DISCLAIMER: Major characters in this story are owned by their respective creators/companies. I do not make money off writing!!
NOTE: Post OotP. Voldemort has been defeated in some fashion left to the readers imagination.
NOTE: In Japan the Senshi were not reborn as Senshi but as witches and were trained as such.
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Travels
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"Good morning Miss Tsukino!"
Usagi smiled and waved at Tom.
"Good morning Tom. And please call me Usagi."
"Of course."
They both grinned at each other. It was a little game. Tom insisted on calling her Miss Tsukino and Usagi insisted he call her Usagi.
"Any plans for today?" He asked pouring her usual draft of butterbeer.
Usagi shook her head. "Not really. I want to just explore Diagon Alley." She took a sip of her butter beer. "I didn't have time to really look at the place the first time."
"I've lived here fifty years and I still don't know everything about Diagon Alley." Tom confessed with a wink. "Go ahead and use the back entrance."
Usagi nodded her agreement and stood up to move to the back of the Leaky Cauldron. She pulled out her wand, eleven inches of rosewood with a core of unicorn horn shavings. Most suited to an artist the maker in Tengu Plaza told her. Distantly she wondered if she wanted to get an Ollivander wand. She could afford it with her new inheritance. In fact she could afford to live in London and not work for the rest of her life if she wished. A teenage dream, an adult nightmare.
She smiled to herself and tapped the bricks with her wand and moved back to watch the bricks rearrange into an archway framing a wonderfully busy street scene. A cobblestone street lined with all kinds of stores selling wizarding goods and services. Witches and wizards of all ages dressed in robes and Muggle-style clothes hurrying to do their chores.
As Usagi walked the artistic corner of her mind noted the play of shadows under the Lumos charms, the glow from a witches beauty saloon simply called Beauty, the scent of parchment from Flourish and Blotts, the quiver of restrained energy from Quicksilver Brooms, the restrained age in Gringotts, the sounds from the Magikal Menagerie.
She didn't have to work but she needed to do something. Owls from her friends in Japan urged her to remain in England and experiment with paint, to expand her horizons. She did that and took a few commissions to pass time. Most of them were from Muggles, a few from wizards intrigued by the concept of subtle magic in paintings.
"It makes the viewer really look, to spot the changes as they occur, to make note of what is different each time they look at it. The truly great Muggle artists have this gift, every time someone looked at their works the viewer would see something different, something new, something subtle only a connoisseur would see."
Her clients really liked the explanation and asked her to do a few for them, portraits, landscapes and still life. The challenge was in using magic and forcing her magical clients to really look and Usagi enjoyed that. So did her clients. They received a product that was unique, a blend of magic and Muggle, something that entertained and drew the eye.
Usagi didn't understand why European witches and wizards looked down on Muggles, in the Orient there was no true segregation between the magical and Muggle world. She knew witches and wizards who lived and worked in both balancing duel lifestyles and environments with ease.
"It keeps me sharp." Ami confessed as she explained her fascination with Muggle sciences and technology. "Everything changes so fast in the Muggle world, I have to learn and adapt much faster using my mind, not my magic."
Usagi could understand that. She had several Muggle friends and interests in Muggle society. She didn't understand how anyone pure-blood or not could have the gall to support the Dark Wizard in a quest for genocide. Her delicate features hardened in anger. She kept up-to-date in Muggle politics and knew economics and power were the true reason behind any faction seeking to dominate another segment of society. That was unacceptable in any civilized society.
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TBC...
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Please read and review. (sarhea2020@yahoo.com)
Raves and constructive criticism please.
Flames will be ignored.
Cheers!
Sarhea
RATING: PG
KEYWORDS: HP/SM - SM/HP
PAIRINGS: UT/SS - SS/UT
SUMMARY: After Voldemort has been defeated and the Dream Team graduates what does Albus Dumbledore do?
AUTHOR: Sarhea
EMAIL: sarhea2020@yahoo.com
DISCLAIMER: Major characters in this story are owned by their respective creators/companies. I do not make money off writing!!
NOTE: Post OotP. Voldemort has been defeated in some fashion left to the readers imagination.
NOTE: In Japan the Senshi were not reborn as Senshi but as witches and were trained as such.
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Travels
~~~~~~~
"Good morning Miss Tsukino!"
Usagi smiled and waved at Tom.
"Good morning Tom. And please call me Usagi."
"Of course."
They both grinned at each other. It was a little game. Tom insisted on calling her Miss Tsukino and Usagi insisted he call her Usagi.
"Any plans for today?" He asked pouring her usual draft of butterbeer.
Usagi shook her head. "Not really. I want to just explore Diagon Alley." She took a sip of her butter beer. "I didn't have time to really look at the place the first time."
"I've lived here fifty years and I still don't know everything about Diagon Alley." Tom confessed with a wink. "Go ahead and use the back entrance."
Usagi nodded her agreement and stood up to move to the back of the Leaky Cauldron. She pulled out her wand, eleven inches of rosewood with a core of unicorn horn shavings. Most suited to an artist the maker in Tengu Plaza told her. Distantly she wondered if she wanted to get an Ollivander wand. She could afford it with her new inheritance. In fact she could afford to live in London and not work for the rest of her life if she wished. A teenage dream, an adult nightmare.
She smiled to herself and tapped the bricks with her wand and moved back to watch the bricks rearrange into an archway framing a wonderfully busy street scene. A cobblestone street lined with all kinds of stores selling wizarding goods and services. Witches and wizards of all ages dressed in robes and Muggle-style clothes hurrying to do their chores.
As Usagi walked the artistic corner of her mind noted the play of shadows under the Lumos charms, the glow from a witches beauty saloon simply called Beauty, the scent of parchment from Flourish and Blotts, the quiver of restrained energy from Quicksilver Brooms, the restrained age in Gringotts, the sounds from the Magikal Menagerie.
She didn't have to work but she needed to do something. Owls from her friends in Japan urged her to remain in England and experiment with paint, to expand her horizons. She did that and took a few commissions to pass time. Most of them were from Muggles, a few from wizards intrigued by the concept of subtle magic in paintings.
"It makes the viewer really look, to spot the changes as they occur, to make note of what is different each time they look at it. The truly great Muggle artists have this gift, every time someone looked at their works the viewer would see something different, something new, something subtle only a connoisseur would see."
Her clients really liked the explanation and asked her to do a few for them, portraits, landscapes and still life. The challenge was in using magic and forcing her magical clients to really look and Usagi enjoyed that. So did her clients. They received a product that was unique, a blend of magic and Muggle, something that entertained and drew the eye.
Usagi didn't understand why European witches and wizards looked down on Muggles, in the Orient there was no true segregation between the magical and Muggle world. She knew witches and wizards who lived and worked in both balancing duel lifestyles and environments with ease.
"It keeps me sharp." Ami confessed as she explained her fascination with Muggle sciences and technology. "Everything changes so fast in the Muggle world, I have to learn and adapt much faster using my mind, not my magic."
Usagi could understand that. She had several Muggle friends and interests in Muggle society. She didn't understand how anyone pure-blood or not could have the gall to support the Dark Wizard in a quest for genocide. Her delicate features hardened in anger. She kept up-to-date in Muggle politics and knew economics and power were the true reason behind any faction seeking to dominate another segment of society. That was unacceptable in any civilized society.
* ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ *
TBC...
============================================================
Please read and review. (sarhea2020@yahoo.com)
Raves and constructive criticism please.
Flames will be ignored.
Cheers!
Sarhea