NOTES: Someone asked about the inner senshi, transformations, and other
ships.
INNER SENSHI: They will be revealed later.
TRANSFORMATIONS: I call them transfigurations here, for obvious reasons.
Um...imagine what you like. They don't really have a henshin sequence in the
manga...
OTHER SHIPS: The usual Moon/Mask and Chibimoon/Helios. Maybe a hinted
Mars/Venus (maybe!), because it was sorta kinda maybe hinted at in the very
last arc in the manga. Rei absolutely hated men in the manga (though she
did have a crush on a guy when she was younger. Who knows what Takeuchi was
trying to imply?)
More small moments. What about Remus/Neptune's thoughts? A little more SB/RL here, but it's more of a comforting hug/cuddle thing towards the end.
"Yes. Very good, Connor," Remus told a small, chubby little boy with dirty blonde hair. "Excellent playing. Just...try a little harder not to, ah...make it...squeak so much."
Severus snorted and Sirius tried desperately not to chuckle too loud. One's ears always ached for a few minutes after Connor Lane played. The boy had absolutely no talent, but his mother was very pushy.
"Harry, you're up next!"
As Harry stood up with his violin, the chittering of the other children began again.
"Here it comes!"
"Wow, does it really...?"
"Yeah, yeah, it does!"
"It's so weird!"
Severus glared at them, and the children immediately fell silent, though they all watched Harry with a sort of nervous fascination.
"One...two..." Remus counted, and the boy started off.
There was music playing, but no one was listening to it. Remus stared in shock as a large, transparent wing seemed to unfold from Harry's violin. The boy continued playing.
"There it is!"
"The Hippogryph's ghost!"
Connor flung his arms around Remus's legs, sniffling.
"There's that thing from the last lesson! It's back, it's back!"
"Why does it always show up when Harry plays?!"
"Sh, quiet, children..." Remus said, attempting to keep the calm. "It...I..." Remus glanced over at Sirius and Severus, who were just as dumbfounded.
Small Lady?
A transparent young girl, looking to be in her early teens, was there, with bright red hair and freckles everywhere. She chased after the Hippogryph, and Harry suddenly stopped playing.
It can't be...but...Small Lady? Robeginmoon?
"Harry, wait-!" Sirius called out, but the boy was already chasing the girl down the hallway. Remus followed, his heart pounding violently in his chest. "Harry!"
What is going on here? Remus thought. He wanted to scream his confusion, but only his legs seemed to work.
The Hippogryph bolted back on its heels at the end of the hall, and then collapsed. The young girl kneeled beside it, desperately trying to rouse it back to its feet. She suddenly sat back and began to sob into her small, transparent hands.
What could this vision mean? Has something happened to the others?
Harry simply stood there and watched, his violin dangling limply in his hand.
Harry...
Remus reached the boy and leaned down next to him. The boy's eyes were like rocks, staring at the apparition with no emotion.
Compared to how you were before...remembering your life as the cyborg son of the mad scientist James Potter...no one could have predicted that you would grow to be such a happy, joyful child.
Remus wrapped his arms around Harry and watched with the boy as the girl continued to sob, occasionally reaching out to storke the Hippogryph.
But there are times...times when your green eyes become cold and hard.
The violin remained motionless against Harry's side.
Like the planet Saturn.
Remus heard heavy footsteps in the hall that stopped a few feet away. He didn't look back at Sirius and Severus, but instead held Harry tighter to him.
"I've seen her before," Harry stated, in a voice too serious for the normally cheery six-year-old. "In your pictures. With those other people."
Remus's mind flashed back to a few photographs he remembered in the albums. Standing in the park with their frizzy-haired Princess and her fellow Witchsoldiers. The dark, untalkative Prince who didn't smile much and rarely talked, but his eyes always lit up when he saw his Herm-own-ninny.
The apparition began to fade.
"She's been crying because that Hippogryph died," Harry continued, never wavering in his flat, cold voice. "The poor thing."
This boy...
Remus tightened his hold on Harry even as the boy slowly became himself once more, squirming about and nearly dropping his violin onto the floor.
Is he going to awaken again?
"Remus," Sirius said quietly, and Remus remembered that he still had seven small children out in his living room with very expensive musical instruments, and that he should be feeling a little worried about that.
I won't allow it.
Harry pulled away and looked up at Remus quizzically.
"What's wrong, Remus-papa?" he asked, large eyes brimming with worry. "Are you okay?"
"Harry," Severus said, appearing next to the boy. "Come. Your...classmates...will have parents waiting."
He grasped the boy's hand and led him back into the living room. The boy hesitated for a moment, glancing back at his other two parents, but a tug on his hand pulled him away from the hall.
I must stop it at all costs.
"Remus, you're shaking," Sirius said, wrapping an arm around Remus's shoulders and pulling the shorter man into an awkward hug. "Remus. Remus!"
I won't allow him to awaken!
"Remus!"
Remus felt the painful snap back to reality as Sirius jostled him.
"Remus! Your face..." Sirius trailed off. "Hey. Don't worry. That...nothing has happened. Nothing."
Can't allow that power to awaken again...
"...no, nothing could have happened," Remus finally said, his voice rough. "We would have known. I would have known. If anything...if Small Lady...if..."
"We would have known," Sirius agreed, sounding relieved. He sagged a bit into Remus, burying his face in the brown hair and tightening his hold on Remus. "We would have known."
And if we didn't know? What if they...
Remus could say nothing.
In the manga, Hotaru was recreated over and over by her father, so that she was part-cyborg (is that the term?). Most of body had been replaced with robotic, mechanical parts. Dr Tomoe (by the way, it's pronounced toh-moh- eh, not toh-moh) was one crazy fucker, yes he was. Oh, he was also killed in the manga when he became a Daimohn. He didn't come back good and restored like he did in the anime.
More small moments. What about Remus/Neptune's thoughts? A little more SB/RL here, but it's more of a comforting hug/cuddle thing towards the end.
"Yes. Very good, Connor," Remus told a small, chubby little boy with dirty blonde hair. "Excellent playing. Just...try a little harder not to, ah...make it...squeak so much."
Severus snorted and Sirius tried desperately not to chuckle too loud. One's ears always ached for a few minutes after Connor Lane played. The boy had absolutely no talent, but his mother was very pushy.
"Harry, you're up next!"
As Harry stood up with his violin, the chittering of the other children began again.
"Here it comes!"
"Wow, does it really...?"
"Yeah, yeah, it does!"
"It's so weird!"
Severus glared at them, and the children immediately fell silent, though they all watched Harry with a sort of nervous fascination.
"One...two..." Remus counted, and the boy started off.
There was music playing, but no one was listening to it. Remus stared in shock as a large, transparent wing seemed to unfold from Harry's violin. The boy continued playing.
"There it is!"
"The Hippogryph's ghost!"
Connor flung his arms around Remus's legs, sniffling.
"There's that thing from the last lesson! It's back, it's back!"
"Why does it always show up when Harry plays?!"
"Sh, quiet, children..." Remus said, attempting to keep the calm. "It...I..." Remus glanced over at Sirius and Severus, who were just as dumbfounded.
Small Lady?
A transparent young girl, looking to be in her early teens, was there, with bright red hair and freckles everywhere. She chased after the Hippogryph, and Harry suddenly stopped playing.
It can't be...but...Small Lady? Robeginmoon?
"Harry, wait-!" Sirius called out, but the boy was already chasing the girl down the hallway. Remus followed, his heart pounding violently in his chest. "Harry!"
What is going on here? Remus thought. He wanted to scream his confusion, but only his legs seemed to work.
The Hippogryph bolted back on its heels at the end of the hall, and then collapsed. The young girl kneeled beside it, desperately trying to rouse it back to its feet. She suddenly sat back and began to sob into her small, transparent hands.
What could this vision mean? Has something happened to the others?
Harry simply stood there and watched, his violin dangling limply in his hand.
Harry...
Remus reached the boy and leaned down next to him. The boy's eyes were like rocks, staring at the apparition with no emotion.
Compared to how you were before...remembering your life as the cyborg son of the mad scientist James Potter...no one could have predicted that you would grow to be such a happy, joyful child.
Remus wrapped his arms around Harry and watched with the boy as the girl continued to sob, occasionally reaching out to storke the Hippogryph.
But there are times...times when your green eyes become cold and hard.
The violin remained motionless against Harry's side.
Like the planet Saturn.
Remus heard heavy footsteps in the hall that stopped a few feet away. He didn't look back at Sirius and Severus, but instead held Harry tighter to him.
"I've seen her before," Harry stated, in a voice too serious for the normally cheery six-year-old. "In your pictures. With those other people."
Remus's mind flashed back to a few photographs he remembered in the albums. Standing in the park with their frizzy-haired Princess and her fellow Witchsoldiers. The dark, untalkative Prince who didn't smile much and rarely talked, but his eyes always lit up when he saw his Herm-own-ninny.
The apparition began to fade.
"She's been crying because that Hippogryph died," Harry continued, never wavering in his flat, cold voice. "The poor thing."
This boy...
Remus tightened his hold on Harry even as the boy slowly became himself once more, squirming about and nearly dropping his violin onto the floor.
Is he going to awaken again?
"Remus," Sirius said quietly, and Remus remembered that he still had seven small children out in his living room with very expensive musical instruments, and that he should be feeling a little worried about that.
I won't allow it.
Harry pulled away and looked up at Remus quizzically.
"What's wrong, Remus-papa?" he asked, large eyes brimming with worry. "Are you okay?"
"Harry," Severus said, appearing next to the boy. "Come. Your...classmates...will have parents waiting."
He grasped the boy's hand and led him back into the living room. The boy hesitated for a moment, glancing back at his other two parents, but a tug on his hand pulled him away from the hall.
I must stop it at all costs.
"Remus, you're shaking," Sirius said, wrapping an arm around Remus's shoulders and pulling the shorter man into an awkward hug. "Remus. Remus!"
I won't allow him to awaken!
"Remus!"
Remus felt the painful snap back to reality as Sirius jostled him.
"Remus! Your face..." Sirius trailed off. "Hey. Don't worry. That...nothing has happened. Nothing."
Can't allow that power to awaken again...
"...no, nothing could have happened," Remus finally said, his voice rough. "We would have known. I would have known. If anything...if Small Lady...if..."
"We would have known," Sirius agreed, sounding relieved. He sagged a bit into Remus, burying his face in the brown hair and tightening his hold on Remus. "We would have known."
And if we didn't know? What if they...
Remus could say nothing.
In the manga, Hotaru was recreated over and over by her father, so that she was part-cyborg (is that the term?). Most of body had been replaced with robotic, mechanical parts. Dr Tomoe (by the way, it's pronounced toh-moh- eh, not toh-moh) was one crazy fucker, yes he was. Oh, he was also killed in the manga when he became a Daimohn. He didn't come back good and restored like he did in the anime.