Star-chan: I'm back!
Neko: So am I!
Hart: Keep her away from me! *runs from Neko*
Star-chan: Neko, don't make me get a restraining order.
Neko: *grumbles*
DISCLAIMER:
Star-chan: Who here honestly thinks I own Harry Potter/Sailor Moon?
Random Guy: *raises hand*
Neko: It's called fanfiction.net for a *reason*, ya know!
Random Guy: *lowers hand*
*~*
Serena sighed. It was around midnight, with the half-moon giving enough light for her to study the street without a lamp. She didn't feel tired, since her double role as Sailor Moon included late nights. Tomorrow, she and Hotaru would be boarding the Hogwarts Express. It would be their first time outside of the house after the Diagon Alley incident, and Serena was feeling rather insecure, worried about another attack.
~Flash back~
Hermione, yawning as she opened the Daily Prophet, suddenly started coughing and sputtering in rage.
"Mione, what is it?" Mrs. Granger asked.
"OF all the- Look at this." She shoved the paper to lie flat on the table. In bold letters, the headline read:
Black attacks diagon alley
"But didn't Voldemort attack?" Serna asked, not sure what that meant. Hermione nodded.
"We know that," she said hotly. "But the Minister will do *anything* to refuse that You-Know-Who is back."
~End Flashback~
Questions kept popping up in her mind. What if Voldemort risked another such attack when they went to the train? What if they weren't as lucky as last time? Serena sighed again, lay down, and tried to get back to sleep.
*~*
Similar worries were echoed in the Weasley house. It was decided that, despite the risks, Sirius, in dog form, would come along, incase of another attack. But it didn't calm Harry's worries. His dreams were becoming more and more often Voldemort's actions. He was waking up two to three times a night, shaking.
That night was no different. After the first Voldemort dream, Harry refused to go back to sleep. The dream hinted nothing of a possible attack the next day, but it didn't help.
Who were the people who defeated the Death Eaters? The Daily Prophet was filled with speculations, witness accounts that seemed too strange to be true. Everyone was angry that Fudge still brushed off the attacks.
Harry sighed, and tried to push the thoughts out of his head. Instead, he wondered about the new Defense teacher. He hoped Professor Lupin would come back, but the Daily Prophet had no information about that.
*~*
Hermione, Hotaru, and Serena, along with Mr. And Mrs. Granger, arrived at King's Cross station with plenty of time to spare, and quickly went on their way to the platform. Hotaru, falling into instinct, stuck to Serena like glue. Luna and Crookshanks, both in baskets, hissed off and on as strange people approached.
Serena hid a yawn. She needed sleep. She was up almost all night, wondering what to do if someone does attack. She shook her head, trying to dispel the negative thoughts. They were quickly replaced with nervousness and excitement.
"Hermione," she said, curious. "When's the first trip to Hogsmeade?"
Hotaru glanced at her 'sister' with a knowing look in her purple eyes. It was obvious to her that the princess missed the prince.
"It depends," Hermione replied, "if Professor Dumbledore will even let us go as often as we usually do, with the attack on Diagon Alley."
"Oh." Serena lowered her head and tried not to look too disappointed.
*~*
Meanwhile, Darien had issues of his own to deal with. Like the unintentional fire that Raye had started when she became overly annoyed at the uncooperative wood-oven.
"I *really* didn't mean it," the priestess said for the near one-hundredth time. "I didn't realize that so much dry wood could go up so *fast*."
"Calm down, Raye," Darien assured her. "I know you didn't mean it, but, please, don't do it again." Raye nodded her head savagely and Amy, who had returned from the bookshop to hear and see Raye struggling to control the fire, sighed.
"Maybe you should leave the cooking to me or Darien, Raye," the blue-haired genius suggested. "I'm sure it will be much safer for all of us."
Raye smiled wryly. "Maybe you're right, Ames." She jumped as the owl that just landed on the windowsill shrieked, impatient at the group of humans who were too busy talking to read the letter.
Darien was the one to take the letter with thanks and opened it. The girls immediately noticed the odd grin on his face while he read the letter.
"What is it?" Raye asked, trying to stand on her tiptoes to read over his shoulder. However, there was just too much difference in their heights for it to work properly.
"The dates when the students visit," Darien asked, a silly grin still uncharacteristically plastered across his face. "And a special request for me."
"Huh?!" Both girls examined the letter he had left with interest as he walked out of the room to write a reply.
*~*
Dear Mr. Shields,
The following dates are the dates when Hogwarts students will be visiting the village. You may want to make sure you have enough supplies before each day so you will not have to make sudden orders. We will also be pleased if you would take time from your schedule to talk to our fifth, sixth, and seventh year students about several unique magical artifacts during their History of Magic class. Please send an owl with your reply and any other questions you might have.
Sincerely,
Professor Minvera McGonagall, Deputy Headmistress
*~*
Amy and Raye gaped at the letter in awe. How in the name of Serenity would he and Serena keep away from each other?!
*~*
"Well, here we are," Hermione said suddenly. "Platform nine and three- quarters." Serena looked around nervously.
"I only see platform nine and ten," she said nervously. Hotaru looked skeptically at the barrier. Would more magic be need for this?
"Don't worry. I was nervous my first year, too." Hermione readied herself to go through the barrier. She still was a little scared of the barrier, but she would never let Harry and Ron know. Well, Ron, at least. Harry wouldn't give her a hard time about it. He would be more likely to help and hug her like he had under the table. She shivered. Why was it so hard to forget about that incident?
*~*
Star-chan: I think this should please all the H/H shippers.
Neko: And torture everyone!
Hart: Stop being annoying.
Star-chan: That's against her nature. Anyway, time for Thankies!
Baby Daydreamer Wiley-Thanks! Here's more to love.
Evil Crazy Willow-Thanks, especially for the cold tip. It does sound like him to run off to scare people.
Himedono-Thanks! YAY!! I missed Remmy so much! When's the next chapter of "TYBWOES" comin' out?
mae-Do you ever not have questions? Thankies. And *takes deep breath* they only met briefly, fifth, fifth, next chapter, maybe, who knows, near Halloween, next chapter, don't know, don't know, not sure who, very badly ^_~, maybe, probably not, eventually, not sure yet, maybe, don't know, probably, eventually, doubt it, probably not, yes, in the chapter, just wait, he's happy. *breathes deeply* Sorry it took so long.
Lady Starlight-Thanks. Sorry I didn't hurry.
ShilviGrl/Amyjenc1-Thankies. It took too long, didn't it?
Kara-Thanks. No, it doesn't stop there. There would be a very bad place to stop.
Star-chan: I think that's all of them.
Neko: *shakes head* Poor misguided people. . . .
Hart: Be quiet
Star-chan: BYE!
REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!.
Neko: So am I!
Hart: Keep her away from me! *runs from Neko*
Star-chan: Neko, don't make me get a restraining order.
Neko: *grumbles*
DISCLAIMER:
Star-chan: Who here honestly thinks I own Harry Potter/Sailor Moon?
Random Guy: *raises hand*
Neko: It's called fanfiction.net for a *reason*, ya know!
Random Guy: *lowers hand*
*~*
Serena sighed. It was around midnight, with the half-moon giving enough light for her to study the street without a lamp. She didn't feel tired, since her double role as Sailor Moon included late nights. Tomorrow, she and Hotaru would be boarding the Hogwarts Express. It would be their first time outside of the house after the Diagon Alley incident, and Serena was feeling rather insecure, worried about another attack.
~Flash back~
Hermione, yawning as she opened the Daily Prophet, suddenly started coughing and sputtering in rage.
"Mione, what is it?" Mrs. Granger asked.
"OF all the- Look at this." She shoved the paper to lie flat on the table. In bold letters, the headline read:
Black attacks diagon alley
"But didn't Voldemort attack?" Serna asked, not sure what that meant. Hermione nodded.
"We know that," she said hotly. "But the Minister will do *anything* to refuse that You-Know-Who is back."
~End Flashback~
Questions kept popping up in her mind. What if Voldemort risked another such attack when they went to the train? What if they weren't as lucky as last time? Serena sighed again, lay down, and tried to get back to sleep.
*~*
Similar worries were echoed in the Weasley house. It was decided that, despite the risks, Sirius, in dog form, would come along, incase of another attack. But it didn't calm Harry's worries. His dreams were becoming more and more often Voldemort's actions. He was waking up two to three times a night, shaking.
That night was no different. After the first Voldemort dream, Harry refused to go back to sleep. The dream hinted nothing of a possible attack the next day, but it didn't help.
Who were the people who defeated the Death Eaters? The Daily Prophet was filled with speculations, witness accounts that seemed too strange to be true. Everyone was angry that Fudge still brushed off the attacks.
Harry sighed, and tried to push the thoughts out of his head. Instead, he wondered about the new Defense teacher. He hoped Professor Lupin would come back, but the Daily Prophet had no information about that.
*~*
Hermione, Hotaru, and Serena, along with Mr. And Mrs. Granger, arrived at King's Cross station with plenty of time to spare, and quickly went on their way to the platform. Hotaru, falling into instinct, stuck to Serena like glue. Luna and Crookshanks, both in baskets, hissed off and on as strange people approached.
Serena hid a yawn. She needed sleep. She was up almost all night, wondering what to do if someone does attack. She shook her head, trying to dispel the negative thoughts. They were quickly replaced with nervousness and excitement.
"Hermione," she said, curious. "When's the first trip to Hogsmeade?"
Hotaru glanced at her 'sister' with a knowing look in her purple eyes. It was obvious to her that the princess missed the prince.
"It depends," Hermione replied, "if Professor Dumbledore will even let us go as often as we usually do, with the attack on Diagon Alley."
"Oh." Serena lowered her head and tried not to look too disappointed.
*~*
Meanwhile, Darien had issues of his own to deal with. Like the unintentional fire that Raye had started when she became overly annoyed at the uncooperative wood-oven.
"I *really* didn't mean it," the priestess said for the near one-hundredth time. "I didn't realize that so much dry wood could go up so *fast*."
"Calm down, Raye," Darien assured her. "I know you didn't mean it, but, please, don't do it again." Raye nodded her head savagely and Amy, who had returned from the bookshop to hear and see Raye struggling to control the fire, sighed.
"Maybe you should leave the cooking to me or Darien, Raye," the blue-haired genius suggested. "I'm sure it will be much safer for all of us."
Raye smiled wryly. "Maybe you're right, Ames." She jumped as the owl that just landed on the windowsill shrieked, impatient at the group of humans who were too busy talking to read the letter.
Darien was the one to take the letter with thanks and opened it. The girls immediately noticed the odd grin on his face while he read the letter.
"What is it?" Raye asked, trying to stand on her tiptoes to read over his shoulder. However, there was just too much difference in their heights for it to work properly.
"The dates when the students visit," Darien asked, a silly grin still uncharacteristically plastered across his face. "And a special request for me."
"Huh?!" Both girls examined the letter he had left with interest as he walked out of the room to write a reply.
*~*
Dear Mr. Shields,
The following dates are the dates when Hogwarts students will be visiting the village. You may want to make sure you have enough supplies before each day so you will not have to make sudden orders. We will also be pleased if you would take time from your schedule to talk to our fifth, sixth, and seventh year students about several unique magical artifacts during their History of Magic class. Please send an owl with your reply and any other questions you might have.
Sincerely,
Professor Minvera McGonagall, Deputy Headmistress
*~*
Amy and Raye gaped at the letter in awe. How in the name of Serenity would he and Serena keep away from each other?!
*~*
"Well, here we are," Hermione said suddenly. "Platform nine and three- quarters." Serena looked around nervously.
"I only see platform nine and ten," she said nervously. Hotaru looked skeptically at the barrier. Would more magic be need for this?
"Don't worry. I was nervous my first year, too." Hermione readied herself to go through the barrier. She still was a little scared of the barrier, but she would never let Harry and Ron know. Well, Ron, at least. Harry wouldn't give her a hard time about it. He would be more likely to help and hug her like he had under the table. She shivered. Why was it so hard to forget about that incident?
*~*
Star-chan: I think this should please all the H/H shippers.
Neko: And torture everyone!
Hart: Stop being annoying.
Star-chan: That's against her nature. Anyway, time for Thankies!
Baby Daydreamer Wiley-Thanks! Here's more to love.
Evil Crazy Willow-Thanks, especially for the cold tip. It does sound like him to run off to scare people.
Himedono-Thanks! YAY!! I missed Remmy so much! When's the next chapter of "TYBWOES" comin' out?
mae-Do you ever not have questions? Thankies. And *takes deep breath* they only met briefly, fifth, fifth, next chapter, maybe, who knows, near Halloween, next chapter, don't know, don't know, not sure who, very badly ^_~, maybe, probably not, eventually, not sure yet, maybe, don't know, probably, eventually, doubt it, probably not, yes, in the chapter, just wait, he's happy. *breathes deeply* Sorry it took so long.
Lady Starlight-Thanks. Sorry I didn't hurry.
ShilviGrl/Amyjenc1-Thankies. It took too long, didn't it?
Kara-Thanks. No, it doesn't stop there. There would be a very bad place to stop.
Star-chan: I think that's all of them.
Neko: *shakes head* Poor misguided people. . . .
Hart: Be quiet
Star-chan: BYE!
REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!.