I have borowed these characters, both from Harry Potter and and anime Sailor Moon, to create a new addition to both stories. None of these wonderful works are owned by me. I only borow them for a while to ease my own days since I cannot create ideals as fine as these. It is with that said, that I renounce any authorship of these characters and these pages you read forthwith...
Sailor Moon and Harry Potter Crossover
Selene and the Cursed Wands of the Phoenix
Chapter 2
The gathering of wizards and witches, both new and old to England was moving to a new destination. As Dumbledore suspected a scout for the deatheaters was one of the other patrons of the inn they were using as a meeting point for the new exchange students to begin the school year studying at Hogwarts. Moving more than twenty or so witches and wizards was no small accomplishment, but it had to be done.
Knowing no other choice the Headmaster decided that the best course of action was to separate the group into smaller packs and gather the new witches supplies that met the regulations of England's strict standards. Splitting into five groups, they were arranged like this, Serena and Darien were put together with Dumbledore and Arthur Wesley, Molly Wesley took Michelle and Alex along with Fred and George, Servus Snape's entourage consisted of Susan and Amy with Hermione as well, Mognagall's small group included Reni and Helen, Mina and Lita were in a group with Harry and Ron led by Lupin.
They all went their separate ways to get the supplies they needed. Dumbledore led his group to the shop on the corner. Thinking to himself, 'This place is no Oleanders but at least they have a varied selection of wands.' One of the things that the headmaster told the members of the Order has that the girls did not know much of the ways of the English witching ways. They were mostly self taught in the areas of magic that they studied and did not know much of their customs. Language would not be the only thing that would come to be hard to overcome.
Walking in the shop, Serena gasped at the sight of all of the boxes and books in disarray on the tables, chairs and floor. The clutter was so deep in places that the color of the flooring was unable to be seen. "Wow!" Serena said aloud.
"Welcome my friends. I see you have brought me two young ones to fit with wands. Come children. I will grant you wands that will work well for you need." Stepping first toward Darien, he held out his hand.
"Now you need something supple and lithe. Now try this one. It is a Birchwood with a core of rosehips and a unicorn tear, very surprising combination with a powerful kick. Now flick the wrist slightly, yes that's it. Perfect one. I knew it as soon as you walked into the shop." Taking the wand from the astonished Darien, he placed it on the only counter that was clutter-free.
Turning towards Serena he began, "Now you my dear might be a little more difficult." Fumbling through the boxes in the room he went to one red box, picked it up and walked to the bookshelf on its left and grabbed a blue and purple box, added it to his pile and walked once more to the table on which the Birchwood was laying and grabbed a black box there as well.
"Lets start with these. Now gentlemen, you may wish to sit down a while. This may take longer than you expect." And with that, Serena was told to hold and flick each wand with little success. Unlike Darien, she was very hard to fit with a wand. It was not until the exhausted shop owner thought of one last wand, 'but surely not. It could not be she, that the wand was made for all those years ago.' But as a last resort the tired man walked into his storage room and grabbed one last box.
This box was unlike any of the other boxes. This box was far more ornamental than the counterparts that held other wands. This box was made from the same Sandalwood that the wand contained cut from the same tree. The weaves and markings on the outside of the box held interlacing knot work and its top shown the various stages of the moon. Opening the hinged box, the beautiful wand glowed a pale shade of yellow light and quickly faded to reveal a lovely wand. Its handle also featured the lacework and a row of crescent moons on its base.
"Now my lady try this one here. This wand is the last remaining of the original wands my ancestor created for this shop. It is the wand for which this shop is named, Three Lace Wand Shop Emporium This triple lace design was layered on all of the wands she ever made. And this wand is the last of its kind. I was told that it would only receive one master and that it would be a long while before she would come to claim it. Now perhaps this wand was indeed meant to be yours, my dear. It a Sandalwood with a core of a phoenix tear and a drop of unicorn blood all created under the light of the full moon. Here try it Serena."
Trembling with anticipation, Serena gently picked up the wand and was instantly engulfed within a beautiful sphere of yellow/white light. Serena swore she heard soft music playing in the background as she heard a quite whisper, 'Princess.' With a slight flick of the wand, all of the boxes, wands, books and trash was all sorted and put into place. The three men stared in awe as the young witch's eyes grew round with fear and anxiety. "Oh no. I won't get into trouble will I. About doing magic outside of school that is. I know that underage witches and wizards are not able to do magic out side of school. I don't know what just happened."
"On no, Serena. Not to worry. The ministry hardly worries about the state of magic used in a wand shop. It is almost required that a wand is tested with a spell by the user in order to truly make sure the selection is the correct one. Believe me, this happens more often than not. Well, most of the time the items are taken off of the shelves not put back onto them. Please lay the wand down in the box and carry it over to the counter."
Elsewhere in the small town, the other groups were gathering items for the upcoming school year. Mognagall's young girls were enjoying an ice cream sundae at the outside diner, where they had already finished their shopping with the exception of wands. They were scheduled to get their wands as soon as Dumbledore's group was finished. Molly Wesley's group consisting of her sons and the older girls Michelle and Alexandrea were already finished with looking for familiars, parchment and ink, books and even sweats. All they had left to finish was their wands and robes.
Servus Snape was not enjoy himself at all. The fact that he was swindled into leading the group of girls to buy supplies was something he would make sure would never happen again. Although he thought, 'At least I do not have to baby-sit Potter and Wesley. At least this group of girls was not too cumbersome and talkative. And the older one, Susan,' he thought. 'Now she was what he called a beautiful witch. Tall, lithe, with smooth long dark hair and compelling green eyes.' And she must be somewhat knowledgeable of magic, for she would be holding the title of Defense Against the Dark Arts Teacher. 'But what was the old man thinking, she could not be a year over twenty five, way too young for teaching. Surely she could not be that well versed in the arts even if she was self taught in her home country of Japan.'
"Servus Snape, I presume. I was wondering when I would get to meet the man who has written the compelling paper on the findings of 'Alternate Techniques in Potion Making.' I was very impressed with your findings and alternate methods. Maybe throughout the year, in out spare time, you would be willing to discuss this and other great works on potions? But forgive me, I did not introduce myself I am Susan R. Lang, P.M. I have just this past year completed my master dissertation in potions. I found your works to be most helpful," Susan began as she walked side by side with the Potion Master she had grew to admire and wished to learn from.
Aghast, Servus finally looked at the woman he had spent the morning with but had not muttered many words towards. "My, my. The Headmaster did not mention your credentials to us when he announced who he had brought to the school to teach with us. I was unaware that you would be interested in Potions. I thought you were interested in the coveted Defense Against the Dark Arts position."
Answering quickly Susan said, "It was not my knowledge as to which subject Albus wanted me to teach this year. Thank you for letting me know that I indeed received the position I did not truly want to teach. It will be a challenge but nothing I cannot handle."
Puzzled, Servus stopped in mid stride and turned to Susan and touched her arm gently. "What do you mean, that you did not wish to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts?"
"Oh, it is not that I am not grateful for the opportunity to teach…"
"I did not ask if you were grateful or not. I asked why you did not wish to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts?"
"It is not that I do not wish to teach it, it is that I had really hoped to assist with potions. It really is my forte. I did not want to teach something that I am only average at myself. If I am to teach I want to teach what I excel at, not something I just happen to do well. I am sure you do not understand. You are great at what you teach. I am honored just to be teaching the same institution of learning you teach at."
"My lady false praise will get you nowhere with me," He said with a sneer. "If you are truly unhappy with your teaching assignment, just tell the Headmaster. He will settle any doubts you have. Surely the man does nothing without having an ulterior motive." He said with a swirl of his cape as he quickly walked ahead of the group of women.
While the two adults were conversing, Amy and Hermione were discussing many things. Both girls were astonished to find a soul mate in the other. Both girls admitting straight away that they loved the same things. Hermione told Amy of the fantastic library the Hogwarts had and clearly longing was shone in her eyes. Both admitted they completed homework ahead of schedule and kept their friends up with their studies. Amy was amazed at the work ethic that Hermione had, while Hermione was completely in awe of her simpleminded need for knowledge. The fates had something in store for the two girls as they finally meet face to face with the knowledge that there was someone else in the world just like them.
The last group consisting of Harry Potter, Ron Wesley, and Lupin along with the giggling girls Mina and Lita completed their exhausting day of shopping. The men could hardily understand the girls need to try on every rode they saw. Insisting that they buy way too many robes and shoes. If Ron ever has to carry another parcel of shoes, it would be a day too early in coming. But Ron, despite his hate of shoes was very glad to have gotten to go with the exchange students they met.
Ron was sure that the girls were sent to torture them with the giggling and goings on. But secretly he thought the girls were swell. The taller of the two, the brunette would stand almost eye level to him. Luckily he had a growth spurt earlier in the ear and was finally as tall as his brothers, George and Fred. With a tall and lanky frame, he started to tone up his muscles and as a result had a good healthy lean physique. And much to his mothers dismay he grew his hair out longer than normal. As of now his hair was hanging thickly and slightly waved around his ears in a fashion that was current for Quidditch players. He secretly hoped to grow his hair as long as Bills.
As all of the groups finished up with their shopping they met back at the inn where Dumbledore announced they would once again split up until a week before school began. All of the girl exchange students would be going with Professor Mognagall's family home where she had plenty of room for all nine of the girls, while Darien would be going with the Wesleys. With two weeks away until the school year began, the groups exchanged farewells. Darien and Serena quickly kissed, and Darien also gave his daughter Reni a kiss farewell. Hermione told Amy to owl her and to let her know if she needed any reading material after she was finished with the five books she purchased earlier in the day. Susan looked for Servus to tell him she could not wait to sit to discuss potions to find he had already left without a by your leave.
Dumbledore whispered to her, "Do not worry about Servus, he had unexpected business to attend to. He told me to tell you good day. He also made me aware of your reaction to hearing the position I gave you. While I do not regret awarding you the position of Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, I do know that it was not what you were expecting. You have great expertise in the area of the Dark Arts. Please do not think that you cannot do this subject well. I know you very well. This year, as you teach you will be taught as well."