Darkness and Light
Chapter 4
Updated as of 1/1/10. A new decade!
This chapter got a major facelift. If you read it before, you remember that absolutely nothing happened. Now, there be plot XD Enjoy!
It took her a moment before the rush of what had happened wore off, but soon enough, with six pairs of eyes staring at her, Hermione began to panic. What had just happened? Why had she suddenly transformed into a sailor uniform like the winged warrior in front of her - a winged warrior that she was told not twelve hours ago had been destroyed? And her wand, her precious wand, was now encased in a blue and pink type of hard plastic like some sort of toy, how would she ever use it again? She felt faint just thinking about it and stumbled backwards onto her bed.
"Careful," Seiya said gently, grabbing her arms so she didn't fall back any further. What with all the confusion, it took Hermione a full ten seconds to realize she had been touched by one of the Three Lights.
"My." Setsuna said casually, sitting next to the young girl and rubbing her back in a very motherly fashion. "This is a surprise."
"What am I?" Hermione finally was able to ask. "And, and you?" She looked up at Sailor Moon, who was not only a foot away from her face, on her knees so that she was on the same level with Hermione. "She, she said you were dead!"
"In a way, we are." Sailor Mars said. "Our bodies were destroyed, but our souls were about to be put to rest for a very long time until we remembered that we had to come back here."
"Come back?" Hermione asked. Something inside her brain clicked, putting together information she had read in years past. "Wait, you were here last year! You're really the princesses, aren't you?"
"In our past lives," Sailor Moon said. "In this lifetime, none of us remembered the events that happened, but when we were destroyed, it was like all of the memories from this life and the one before came flooding back, and we remembered that we came here."
"But, you're dead." Hermione said. "How could you be here if you're dead? There's no sort of magic that could bring back-"
"Our bodies may have decayed," Setsuna said, her red eyes fixed out the open window, "But out star seeds, our very essence, does not. It is reborn, over and over, until it is passed on, and then finally we will die."
"Then..." Hermione said, trying to make sure she kept this story straight. "Why did you come back?"
"That's the thing..." Chibi Moon said sheepishly. "When we were given these new bodies and sent from somewhere so distant, most of our memory was lost. All we know is that we had to come."
"Hang on," Sailor Moon said suddenly, glancing over at the pink-hared girl. "You weren't actually given a new body, were you? How could you forget-"
"This isn't the time for that." Setsuna interrupted. "What we need to make sure of now is that this doesn't get out. The fact that we are who we are, that this even happened (and I've done a little work on the stairs so that we are not interrupted here until we get this straightened out) and that Hermione somehow inherited our power."
"And that somehow, this youma was reborn." Sailor Uranus said.
"Please tell me what happened to me," Hermione insisted.
"Ah, forgive us," Seiya said. Hermione glanced at the person beside her, he was a man, wasn't he? Yet he was with them, these very feminine girls, did he too transform into a short-skirted warrior?
"You said Sailor Chibi Mercury!" Chibi Moon exclaimed.
"Chibi is Japanese for small," Setsuna added at the now-blue-haired girl's confusion.
"I'm Sailor Moon's daughter, so does this mean your Sailor Mercury's daughter?"
"Ami's?!" Sailor Moon exclaimed. "But she's British! Not a bit of Japanese in her!"
"Perhaps the fact that Sailor Chibi Moon happens to have inherited your power in the future is only a coincidence." Setsuna suggested knowingly. "It could be assumed that power does not pass down through birth except in the lunar line. The power might very well be given at will."
"That's a thought." Sailor Mars nodded. "But she and Ami haven't spoken since the train ride, I think we'd know if she gave up her powers."
"And I know that I came from the future!" Chibi Moon said. "I think she would know, too."
Silence inhabited the room, but inside Hermione's head there were a still a million questions that just wouldn't escape through her lips. Honestly, she just wanted to get out of this ridiculous outfit (on them it looked great but on her she was very aware of how short the skirt was) and go back to bed so that she would wake up in the morning with her wand back to normal and ready to aide her in the first classes of the term.
As if she had read Hermione's mind, Setsuna stood up and said, "I think right now we just need to get this room back to normal and let the poor girl get some rest. We can meet up with Dumbledore in the morning and see what he knows."
"Right then..." Sailor Moon said, looking at the damage they had caused. "Um. What's the spell?"
"You're absolutely worthless as a witch." Sailor Mars muttered.
"We're here to learn, Rei!" The blonde exclaimed. "Do you know the spells to fix broken furniture?"
"Of course I do!" Sailor Mars said defiantly. "But, um, I'm not going to show you!"
Hermione, of course, knew several spells that could have the room looking right in a moment, but her wand...it worked with the one spell that came to her lips, but would it work for normal spells?
"Oh, did your wand turn into that?" Setsuna asked. "What was your attack?"
"My attack?" Hermione repeated. "Um, I think it was Gelidus Orbis."
"Hmm, Latin. Just like a normal mage's spell." Setsuna nodded. "Strange. Must look into it. Anyways, just imagine yourself back in your normal clothing, and you and your wand should return to normal. Hermione nodded and did so, and with a flash she was back in her nightclothes, holding her thin, wooden wand in hand. This tiny thing made Hermione smile, she squeezed it tight and waved it happily towards the mess, the beds and carpets and clothing and trunks going back to where they had been.
"Hermione, I'm sure you have assumed that you can tell no one this." Setsuna said as the other girls in sailor uniforms transformed back into their nightclothes. "Not even Harry Potter."
"I won't." Hermione nodded. A pang of guilt struck her heart, would she really withhold this information from her boyfriend and best friend?
Harry woke up the next morning, his eyes sore and tired still. He did not sleep very well last night for some reason, and Seiya jumping out of his bed loudly in the middle of the night only woke him up further. Harry wasn't quite sure why he had so much trouble going to sleep, there was something on his mind, though he wasn't sure just what. Harry tried to sleep in as long as possible, but after even Ron left the dorm, Harry knew it was time to get dressed and head down to at least get one bite of breakfast. He knew that with his luck, his first class could very well be with the bitter Professor Snape. Harry sighed and began to disrobe, but he then heard a scratch on the door and went to open it. Diana, Chibiusa's tiny, gray kitten, was sitting by the door patiently and let out a soft mew when he opened the door.
"You should go back. I don't want her to think you're lost." Harry told the cat, as if she knew what Harry was saying. But Diana walked in and jumped on his bed, turned around once, and settled herself comfortably. Harry sighed, "All right. Just don't blame me if you have to use your litter box." Harry finished getting dressed and sprinted down the many flights of stairs that led to the Great Hall.
When he got there, he saw that, predictably, almost everyone had left for their first classes. But Hermione and Ron still sat there, patiently, even though Harry could tell she was very anxious about leaving. Harry smiled, he was indeed glad that he had people like this in his life.
"Where were you?!" Hermione nearly shrieked, shoving an already made plate under his nose. Harry gladly took a huge bite to save himself from having to answer.
"You can't blame him." Ron shrugged. "I mean, were you having a party last night or something? We could hear the noise all the way in the boy's dorms!"
"Well..." Hermione started. She seemed to like Harry's method of escape and stole a large strawberry from one of the plates in into her mouth, muttering something incoherently. As soon as she swallowed, she quickly handed Harry a schedule. "McGonagall asked me to give it to you. Guess what we have first."
Sure enough, the sixth-year N.E.W.T level potions class was top on the list, and because it was such an advanced-level class, it was shared by all houses. Harry considered for a brief moment that maybe he did not want to be an Auror, and on which case, he could drop Snape's class once and for all. The brief moment passed, however; he hadn't expected to pass the Potions section of the O. and yet he did. He could continue on and at least try to learn as much as he could, even if it meant being constantly put down by the professor and the Slytherin side of the room.
"You've had enough!" Hermione suddenly decided, shooting up from the long bench. "Let's go!" She took off, leaving the two boys behind. Harry looked at his plate, the eggs and bread before him no longer looked too appetizing. He shared a look with Ron and shrugged, and then the two set off in Hermione's hot tracks.
The class was much smaller now, yet Neville was still there, somehow, along with Draco, who did not look very well. Usagi was in the class, along with all of the Kou brothers, Ami, and Rei, who were looking this way and that at all of the bottles. Were Japanese potions classes different, or had they never even been to one?
Professor Snape stood at the front of the classroom, lecturing them all for about half an hour about the amount of work and dedication they would need to put into the class. Anytime the sallow-skinned man brought up words such as "failure," and "lacking," he made sure to set his eyes on Harry. The raven-haired boy made sure to keep his eyes fixed on the table in front of him, studying the wood pattern and trying to remember what it was he was trying to remember last night.
Eventually he had stopped talking and began swishing his wand this way and that, writing instructions for the potion on the board. Harry didn't even hear what potion it was, but followed Hermione and Ron to the advanced supply cabinet, taking everything that she did. Behind him, in the mass of students waiting for vials and jars, he heard Usagi whimper, "I didn't understand any of that! He phrased everything so strangely!"
"I'll help you out," Ami whispered back.
"Because this is a N.E.W.T level class," Professor Snape said, "You must also learn how to be able to handle unfamiliar situations when brewing your potions, and for that reason, I must ask that you all partner with someone you have never been with, and that includes you." He added the last part to the transfer students, who all froze for a second.
"Oh no." Usagi muttered. "I'm going to fail."
Harry gathered all of the ingredients and turned around, nearly hitting Rei in the face.
"Sorry." She apologized, smiling. "Do you want to be partners?"
"Sure," Harry nodded. He looked at where he once sat, Hermione was sitting next to Taiki and Ronw was simply looking disdainfully back at Harry. Harry moved to where Rei was sitting before and started moving his things over.
It seemed like Rei didn't know much about potions at all, but she caught on quickly. The two began working together easily, chatting quietly.
"So do you all know English?" Harry asked her as he added in dried grasshopper innards.
"Not that much, no." Rei said as she chopped something squishy up. "All magical schools have a charm that makes it very easy to understand and speak the native language, though the accents are hard to understand, as are some phrases."
"I see." Harry nodded.
"So, you know that Draco, right?" Rei asked suddenly, much quieter. Harry almost laughed.
"Unfortunately." He shrugged. "He's a stupid git, and he's more then likely a Death Eater by now."
"Death Eater." Rei repeated. "I, um, need to talk about him to someone. Who is head of Slytherin house?"
"Well, Snape is." Harry said. "But I don't think-"
"Snape it is." Rei nodded. Harry was about to talk her out of it, but Snape came up to their cauldron at that moment. There was nothing he could find wrong with their potion, so he instead turned his nose up and turned away.
"Um, professor," Rei spoke up. Snape froze, as if he wasn't sure if she really had called for him, then turned around slowly. "Can I ask you something after class?"
The man glared at her, a look that he usually gave Harry, but he soon nodded, not verbally agreeing but nodding nonetheless. He turned back once more, his robes swishing elegantly as he made his way to the front of the class and into the door to the right that Harry thought led to his office, not even bothering to check the other potions.
After class, Rei shooed her friends away, saying that it was something she had to do and would discuss with them later.
"Will you be okay?" Usagi asked. "I really, really don't like that guy."
"It'll help us figure out what went on last night." Rei assured them, waiting for the last of the students to leave.
"Rei," Ami said very quietly, "Last night, I saw him staring at your table, at Usagi in particular, as if he wanted to throttle her!"
"T-throttle?" Usagi repeated, touching her neck.
"I'll be fine." Rei said yet again. "Go." They complied and left along with two Hufflepuffs who walked through the door, hand in hand. Rei took a confident inhale before approaching Professor Snape, who was shuffling papers on his desk. Before she could speak he addressed her.
"Come." He said simply. He led her through the same door on the right that he had gone through before. It was not an office, however, but rather a sitting room of sorts, decorated in greens, blacks, and silvers, and embellished with a dark cherry redwood. Rei realized she was in Snape's private rooms. There was a door close to them that probably led to the main corridor or to his office. Further right, she could see many bookshelves, and then another door which she assumed led to his bedroom. The door behind her and the one close to her locked shut as Snape waved his wand. Rei suddenly felt very uncomfortable.
"Um, sir, I need to talk to you about Draco Malfoy." Rei spoke up. The black-haired man looked at one of his bookshelves for a moment before turning around quickly to the young girl. He looked livid.
"Why did you come back?!" He yelled at her. This definitely through her off, he could connect the Rei of now with the Rei of their past life as well? Setsuna said the cloaks were supposed to shield them from people remembering, were they supposed to wear them at all times? How many other people remembered?
"I'm sorry?" Rei asked, not quite sure what to say. "You remember us?"
"You should have known that it wasn't safe for you here, that everything would be thrown off the second you set foot in here-" He began to rant. Rei wasn't sure if he was taking about all of the senshi or her specifically, but either way, her defiant streak was not working at the moment, and Rei only wanted to get faraway from this man and curl into a ball.
"Tell me what you're talking about!" Rei exclaimed desperately. "We came for a reason, but when we came here, the transfer erased most of our memories!"
"Isn't that convenient." Snape snarled. He went over to a drink cart next to one of the black couches and began to fix himself a drink.
"You know us, though." Rei said, following him to the other side of the room. "You, and Draco-"
"Draco remembers?" Snape asked, nearly spilling whatever beverage he was making.
"He remembers me, I don't know." Rei said. "But you both said it's not safe for us, what's wrong with this place that makes it so unsafe?"
The man who Harry had told her, in whispered tones of course, was a vile and cruel man who could betray even Dumbledore at any second, sighed and handed the raven haired girl a clear glass that had also come from the cart. She did not drink, it could be poison, even alcohol would be bad.
"Sparkling water." He supplied, sitting down on one of the couches, and waving a hand for her to sit n the one opposite of him. He did not sound so harsh anymore.
"Oh. Um. Thanks." Rei said, sitting down on the leather couch. She took a sip, slowly, until she realized it really was just sparking water.
"What did Draco tell you?" He asked her, taking a sip of the dark drink in his own glass.
"He said he forgot me until he saw me," Rei recalled. "He kept apologizing for something, because he said he didn't know it was me. And he was almost blaming me for being there, because he said something like...he lost everything he fought for. It was strange."
"There was an attack on the school last night, was there not?" Snape asked. Rei nodded. "Professor Meioh told me that you faced something in your own bedroom. Something that you have faced before and something that was eliminated before."
"Yeah, it was a creature that we fought years ago." Rei nodded. Suddenly, something in her brain clicked. "Did Draco let that thing inside?!"
"Yes, but not on his own orders." Snape said.
"Is he a Death Eater?" Rei asked, remembering what Harry had muttered about the blonde boy. Snape sighed.
"You forgot everything?"
"We forgot what we did here in our past lives." Rei told him. "We forgot why we came in the first place. Only that we can't let people remember that we were here. Only we did, you and Draco, and no doubt Dumbledore-"
"Do not include myself and Professor Dumbledore in your tally, for we never "forgot" you were here." He told her. "As for Draco, last year, he and your past self formed a close bond over tragedy."
"A close bond." Rei nodded. The boy was handsome, she could see why she would like him.
"Last year, things were different because you were here." Snape explained. Rei listened very intently. "The Dark Lord in his anger and frustration, began "marking" students, for whatever reason. Draco was one of those students. Now, his father and mother used to be in high ranks with The Dark Lord, but those days were spent, and he chose Draco as his plaything as punishment. Draco, before, probably wanted to join, but after seeing what his father was like and how cruel the Dark Lord is, he was scared and filled with anger. He joined ranks with you and your companions, even fighting his own father in battle."
Rei nodded, eager for more of this story from her past. Maybe if she could remember enough, everything would be clear.
"But you and the others were not supposed to be here. Voldemort threw off the balance of time. After the final battle of the Silver Millennium, when you all were dead upon the moon, things in this time were normal, but the memory of almost everyone was modified so that it was like you only stayed for a brief moment and kept to yourselves. Draco now found himself alone, Dark Mark on his arm, and nothing to fight with so he did the only thing he could do and accepted his status proudly."
"So when he was saying he lost everything..." Rei started. "He meant, he lost that will to fight against the Dark Lord?"
"And his father, yes." Snape nodded. "I can't imagine how it was that out of all the students, he was the one to have his memory returned to him."
Rei stared at the floor, not quite sure what to think. The entire ordeal made her head feel stuffy and clogged. She did, however, feel so sorry for Draco. Would he try to get out of the dangerous society once more? She would help him, if he would let her. "But you remember everything." Rei said. "Professor, why is it not safe? Why are you and Draco so upset that we came?"
"Because the Dark Lord is very fond of new toys." Snape said, an eyebrow raised. "Last year he wanted you dead, the fact that you are no longer considered royalty but warriors will make the game even more fun for him. He'll want to take advantage of your powers, use it against the light, and he'll find it easy to get into the castle and harm everyone here."
"But how will he know that we're here?" Rei asked. "You didn't know, and you're a teacher. We didn't even contact Dumbledore..." She stopped right there and realized that Setsuna must have gone to the headmaster, or else she wouldn't be there. "But, Dumbledore is one of the most, if not the sole most powerful wizard alive, isn't he?"
"He is also a mortal." Snape sighed, setting his empty glass on the table that separated them.
"But, sir, there's no way he could realize we're here!" Rei insisted. "I mean, technically, we're all dead! After this, our souls will sleep until the 30th century-"
"Yes, I know that." Snape said in a condescending tone. "And now that the Dark Lord's creature did not serve whatever purpose it was made for, he will know as well."
"What was its purpose?" Rei asked. This man before her was hated by almost the entire school, yet somehow he knew more about their situation then even they did.
"I'm not sure." He sighed. "A general terror, probably. Proving that he could get an Inferi into the school."
"Inferi?" Rei repeated. She knew the term very well, it was an ancient, rumored lore that one could use the body of the dead as a puppet of sorts. She had heard ghost stories of it from her grandfather when she was younger. "But that creature there last night..."
"It is indeed odd that something from your past that had been destroyed was anew once more, yes." Snape said. He looked behind her at the empty fireplace and the clock that rested on the mantle. "As it is, I have no doubt that the Dark Lord will be summoning his followers very soon. I'll be able to know more about the incident."
"His followers..." Rei repeated. Snape...was a Death Eater? In the short time before the term started, Setsuna had filled them in on a few things that they had forgotten about this world, most importantly, Lord Voldemort and his followers, and the threat they presented. For the past few minutes Rei had let her guard down, assuming the man was just not fit for teaching or perhaps he had a bad day and that caused his harsh demeanor, but now she felt very vulnerable. There was no way a Death Eater would give her this information and let her escape. She shot up and drew her thin wand from her robes, pointing it at the man before her. Snape did not move, he did not even flinch.
"Miss Hino, pointing one's wand at a teacher is grounds for a week's detention at the least." He said calmly, his black eyes locking with her purple eyes. "Do you not think that Professor Dumbledore knows of my situation?"
Rei almost blushed, embarrassed. She hadn't thought of Dumbledore at all. Setsuna had told them he was immensely powerful, but never told them exactly how or how he had gotten to be so. Rei looked before her at Snape, and she felt very very silly. She sat down slowly, muttering a very quiet, "Sorry." She put her hear in one of her hands. This...trip or mission or whatever it was, was it worth it? They remembered nothing of the magical world, they were complete outsiders, trying to fix problems they didn't understand. They didn't even remember why they came! How utterly pointless! She would kill Usagi for even suggesting it!
"I think it would be best if you return to your house now or onto your next class." Snape said, his voice even more devoid of emotion then it had been. Rei nodded and stuck her wand back into her robe pocket. She did not stand, though. She didn't know why, but she just really needed to tell someone how she felt. As cruel as this man could be, she felt an odd connection to him.
"It's just kind of hard," She said, not looking up from her knees to see if he was glaring at her or laughing at her in some way. "We came here for a reason, but we can't remember. We know we were here, but we didn't even know who Voldemort was until someone told us. It's little more then frustrating. And now we learn that because we came, everyone here is in danger. Our faults. Snape sighed, Rei imagined that hearing her inner thoughts was probably not bringing his a lot of joy. Rei nodded once more, still not looking at him, and then stood up. "Thank you for what you've told me." She said as she walked back to the door.
"If you put those supposed legendary powers to use, no one will blame you." Snape said as Rei tried the doorknob, only to find that it was still locked.
"Um, thank you, sir." Rei said. This man was nowhere as terrible as Harry had made him out to be. "Um, if you don't mind me asking, last year, what sort of connection did you have to us? If you remember everything, you must have really been involved, right?"
Snape looked at the raven haired girl for a moment, as if he was asking her if she really wanted any more from him then he had already given. "Goodbye, Miss Hino." Snape said, pulling out his own wand and flicking it at the doorknob. It clicked, and Rei quickly left out into the dungeon corridor, shutting it behind her as quietly as possible.
Snape hadn't told her all that much, but what he had told her made her feel both reassured and useless at the same time. The girl quickly pulled out her schedule from one of her pockets and saw that, luckily, she had a free period for an hour right after potions, so she hadn't missed anything. Next was Transfiguration, and Rei knew that, without her friends or anyone else for that matter, she would no doubt get lost. She set off in search of the classroom, hoping to find it before class started.
Usagi swung her thin legs back and forth, her right hand twirling her wand around like a baton and her left supporting her head. Where was Rei? Almost an hour had passed since she had told them that she was going to talk to the terrifying professor about something, and still, so close to the beginning of their next class, she hadn't shown up. As much as Rei got on her nerves, she was getting kind of worried. Next to her, Minako also looked worried, her fingers tapping on the old wooden desk. She wasn't being as chatty as normal, a sure sign that something was on her mind. Behind her, all of her group that were in sixth year sat, not very chatty either. Those who were in potions filled Makoto and Minako in.
Finally, Usagi saw Rei sprint in through the door at the back of the room and seat herself next to Makoto. She did not look hurt, but she did not look pleased, either.
"Were you talking with Snape the whole time?!" Usagi exclaimed. She realized how loud she was being and giggled slightly with embarrassment.
"Keep it down, idiot." Rei mumbled, quickly taking out her book and her wand. "And yes."
"He's so creepy!" Usagi said. To Minako and Makoto, she said, "You're really lucky that you're not taking Potions. I feel like he could hex me at any moment!"
"Actually, he's not that bad." Rei shrugged. "And he remembers everything from last year, he knows a lot about us!"
"That's great!" Minako said happily. "Isn't it?"
"Hey, I'm in his house and even I don't like the guy," Yaten chimed in. "He looked at me so strangely, like..." The silver haired teen wrinkled his nose at the thought of it.
"Maybe if he knows about us, he knows about you." Ami suggested. "He knows that, you know...you're really..."
"And he's fallen madly in love!" Minako laughed. Yaten looked as if he wanted to throw up.
"Rumor in the Ravenclaw dorms is that he's secretly a Death Eater." Taiki said quietly. "You know, one of You-Know-Who's minions."
"Well..." Rei started. Professor McGonagall came in just then and the group quickly turned to the front. They spent the first half of the class taking notes, and afterwards, they had to transfigure a christmas cracker into a small mammal of some sorts, and they were encouraged to do so silently. Not surprisingly, Ami and Taiki, along with Hermione, aced it easily. The other senshi seemed to master the wordless part well enough, but the actual transfiguring not so well. The gray-haired woman looked down at Usagi's final attempt which was walking back and forth on the table. It had the body of a kitten, but the head looked like the cat had just undergone surgery and had a protective cone on it's head. If one looked inside the head, though, there was just a mass of metallic paper. Every time the kitten mewed, a bit of confetti came out.
"Please practice this for homework, Miss Tsukino." McGonagall sighed. "I would have thought the professors at Mousetsu would have been much further ahead then this..."
"I'm sorry..." Usagi muttered. She tried to return the kitten hybrid to its previous state, but only succeeded in turning it's tail back into the shiny paper.
"You know last year, the princess from the Moon Kingdom was able to complete such an easy task with no formal training. It's a shame, you look just like her..." Professor McGonagall shook her head and walked off to the next table.
"If you could do this in your past life, you should be able to do it now!" Minako said, trying to be encouraging.
"It doesn't matter anyways..." The blonde sighed. She waved her wand a few times more, and eventually it turned back into a pink christmas cracker, though it seemed to twitch every now and then. "After this what do we have?"
"Umm..." Minako pulled her schedule from her bag. She frowned at the words before her. "All is says is Quidditch Pitch."
"That's not right..." Usagi pulled her own schedule out. Sure enough, written in McGonagall's neat handwriting, was Quidditch Pitch. Usagi turned around and quietly asked her companions what it was that they had next. Every one of them said the very same thing. Ami waited for McGonagall to dismiss the class before she raised her hand.
"Excuse me Professor," The blue-haired girl called politely. The older woman came up to them, more willing to talk to Ami, who had done above and beyond that lesson's expectations. "What exactly is Quidditch Pitch?"
"Professor Dumbledore asked me to write that, I believe he is providing you with a supplementary lesson of sorts." She explained. "If you leave out of the main doors, you'll see the pitch to the left of the castle."
"Thank you," Ami nodded. The group finally got up ad left the room, making the trek to the pitch.
"Supplementary lessons will be nice." Makoto said. "I feel so lost!"
"You think that Dumbledore himself will teach us?" Rei asked. "Maybe we can ask about what went on last night."
"Right, what did Snape say?" Ami asked. Before Rei could answer, the group was joined by Haruka and Michiru, as well as Chibiusa and Hotaru.
"Are you all going to the Quidditch pitch, too?" Michiru asked. It seemed like all of them were going to get whatever supplementary lesson Dumbledore had in store. They all started walking again, down flights and flights of stairs. Along the way, Rei told them everything that went on with Snape and repeated what had happened the previous night with the youma and Hermione. By the time Rei had finished, she was not the only one who felt very confused.