A.N.:::Blinks:: O.O Well. Would you look at that. I have reviewers! ^__^ Thanks for the support, LadyKatherine16, Firenze. Here's the next part of the fic. Glad you find the beginning interesting.
Minerva McGonagall was astonished to see the esteemed Headmaster dashing pell-mell down the corridor towards the Library. She raised a hand to address him, but he spoke first as he rushed by.
"Minerva! Hello, pardon me, but I must find something from the Restricted Section. Please call a meeting of all available Hogwarts staff and Order Members, Meeting Room, as soon as possible!" This was said in a hurry, and with a bewildered expression on her face, the Deputy Headmistress looked on as the Headmaster's bright blue robes billowed behind him as he hurried down the hall.
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The staff and the Order members sat about the table in the Meeting room, murmuring in low voices to each other, wondering what had happened to cause this unscheduled meeting. They quieted upon Dumbledore's arrival, the merry expression on his face and the bright twinkling of his eyes telling them without words that whatever news it was that he had, it was good news. Dumbledore placed a thick, rather old, ornately decorated book on the table in front of him gently, placing atop it a scroll of some sort, and a silvery object on top of that.
"What izzat?" Alastor Moody growled, his magical eye spinning wildly in its socket. "Those things reek of ancient magic! That thing on top the most…it's nearly blinding my eye!" Dumbledore smiled beatifically.
"This" He said in a delighted tone of voice "is what will help turn the tide in favor of the Light." He motioned to the scroll. "I received this letter earlier, and what the sender tells me is news that is beyond wonderful."
"Albus, what is so wonderful about a letter?" McGonagall asked, confused. Dumbledore laughed merrily, a sound that truthfully had not been heard since before Voldemort's return.
"My dear Minerva…the letter is from the Lady of the Stars herself! She has pledged her help to us against Voldemort! In return for our help, of course…" He said, ignoring the wince that went around the room at Voldemort's name.
"You're daft." Snape spoke up harshly. The man was paler and more haggard than normal, his spying taking a toll on him. "The 'Lady of the Stars' is a myth…a mere legend is of no use to us."
"Severus, I assure you that this is no joke. This letter is the genuine article, and the Lady and her companions will be of great help to us." He held up a hand to forestall another protest from a different person. "This seal" he held up the small medallion "is the crest of the Lady herself. No records of it remain outside of this book" here he held up the old book that he'd brought; The Legends of the Silver Millennium: A History of Pure Magic "and this book is the only one in existence." He placed the book back on the table, and opened it to a page near the center of the old tome. "According to the letter…" he said, "to reply I just…" Placing the small seal atop the diagram drawn in delicate metallic colors on the page, he needn't have continued. The moment the seal touched the page the diagram flared in bright colors, and a voice could be heard throughout the room. Echoing from nowhere, and everywhere, the delicate, silvery, and incredibly powerful voice was much like the Song of a Phoenix, soothing, peaceful. It had a relaxing and healing effect on those present.
"Have you decided to help us, then, Headmaster Dumbledore?" it asked.
"Of course…but if I may, could I ask you to say a few words? To reassure my colleagues, you see. They do not believe in your existence." Dumbledore said, a note of humor in his voice. The voice laughed, a light, sparkling sound.
"I am Serenity, or Cosmos, if you prefer. Also known as the Lady of the Stars, I believe. The 'business' that I speak of in my letter is personal to my senshi; all I can say is that it involves people connected to Hogwarts. In return for your services, my senshi and I will help you in your battle against your Evil. If you are willing, we will arrive in three days time in your Great Hall as the waxing moon rises."
"Thank you. We will await your arrival, Lady." With this, the diagram once again flared, and a Phoenix' song could be heard throughout the room. Once it faded, Dumbledore looked about at the shocked, silent faces of those present. "Three days…"
A.N.: Well, chapter 2 is done for you. Questions, comments, concerns, send them on over. Sorry for the length of the submission; I actually have a lot more than this written, but it's undergoing heavy revisions, seeing as I never actually planned on posting any of it. ^_^;
