Frustrated Midori threw himself onto his bed. His twin brother, Matt – previously thought of as the Boy-Who-Lived – did the same.
"Why did they think it was a good idea?" wondered Matt.
"No clue," Midori answered. "I guess it made sense to them."
"Mum didn't look happy though," Matt noted, "I'd bet my wand arm it was Dad's idea."
"I don't think so. James seems like a person who holds grudges. Do you really see him getting Dumbledore out of jail?"
"True," agreed Matt, "But he would if he thought Professor Dumbledore could cure you."
"Nothing to cure," snapped Midori, stubbornly. "My dreams are useful, the doesn't matter."
Matt sighed. His brother had inherited more than their father's looks. "Well it matters to Dad. Although, I don't get why he didn't try and fix it himself. That's usually he first move."
"Who knows…"
-
FLASHBACK
"James… has Matthias been having any odd dreams?" asked Dumbledore one day in Matt's second year.
"No. Why?"
Dumbledore leaned back thoughtfully. "I had thought that perhaps once Voldermort became active again in his attempts for immortality, Matt might get visions of him and his plans."
"Wait,
you think that my son is going to start seeing into Voldermort's
thoughts?!" exploded James.
"Yes. But do not fear, I can deal
with it when it happens."
END FLASHBACK
James bumped his head repeatedly against a wall as he tried to pin point where it all went wrong, trying to figure out when he had been backed into a corner and the only way out was through the man who'd put him there.
-
"This room is yours," Sirius told his mentor stiffly, "You can wander around the house if you like but you cannot enter anyone else's room. You will stay away from Matt and Midori-"
"I was under the impression I was here to help Mister Midori," said Dumbledore.
Sirius glared at him, "You are, but only under supervision. You may not talk to him on any other topic apart from his dreams. You may not leave the house for any reason. What you need with be provided for you."
Dumbledore smiled and, suing the barest amount of magic, made his eyes twinkle welcomely, "Thankyou my boy."
Sirius grunted and left the small bedroom, leaving Dumbledore alone.
"Fawkes," whispered the old wizard, "Fawkes come here."
The phoenix did not appear, he was too busy flying over the Himalayas and enjoying his well-deserved freedom.
-
"Mu-um," whined thirteen-year-old Ginny Weasley, "Can we go now?"
"Ginny," sighed her mother, Molly Weasley, "Calm down. Where's your friend?"
Ginny grinned, "She outside trying to get an interview with one of the gnomes."
Molly gaped at her, "Er… well. Go get her and we'll go. Your brothers are already there?"
"Percy?" Ginny pulled a face. Every since Percy had joined the Order – following in the footsteps of the two eldest Weasley boys Billy and Charlie – as a spy for the Ministry he'd been so self-righteous. Ginny couldn't stand his rants about the 'propaganda-spilling Ministry, hiding the truth from the innocent public.'
"No, Percy has to go to work today. The Minister wants him to go over the Harry Potter files. The boy's Japanese guardian is appealing to regain custody and Fudge is making sure it'll never happen."
Ginny deflated. She didn't want Midori to go back to Japan where she couldn't see him again, but she didn't want him to be miserable stuck in England either.
"Luna!" she yelled out the back door. "We're going!"
A very pretty, but kind of spacey, blonde looked up from where she was talking to a gnome. Her eyes were silvery and had permanent surprised look about them.
Luna Lovegood, Looney to most of the school, pocketed her note pad and skipped happily very to her only friend.
"Oh good," she hummed, "Do you think Midori will let me interview him on his kidnapping by a hoard of rouge Vampire Hunters?"
"Errr, probably not," said Ginny, stifling her giggles at her friend's antics, "But we'll see."
Content with the possibility Luna skipped into the kitchen where Molly awaited the pair.
"Luna," she began in a very parentally tone, "The house is under the Fidelius Charm so you'll have to floo through with me."
"All right Mrs Weasley," Luna chirped and took hold of Molly's hand. Molly took a handful of floo powder and turned back to Ginny. "Straight through after us, Ginevra!"
"Yes mum."
Satisfied Molly threw the powder into the fire and she and Luna stepped in. "Number 12 Grimmuald Place!" she yelled.
They spun for a while, Luna humming the whole time much to Molly's annoyance (it was a very catchy tune and she would have it in her head all day), before stepping out into the Blacks' living room.
"Molly!" yelled James excitedly, "Did you bring them?"
Molly sighed and handed over a tin, "Here you go James, one batch of butterscotch cookies. For the love of Merlin, share them this time."
James clutched the tin to his chest, "Shan't!" he yelled before dashing off through the house yelling, "SIRIUS! I HAVE MOLLY'S COOKIES AND YOU CAN'T HAVE ANY!"
Lily appeared at the side of the room, coming out of the kitchen. "Sorry about my husband Molly," she said in despair, "I try to make him behave but…"
Molly chuckled knowingly, "I know dear. I'm always trying to get Arthur to stop playing with his plugs." Behind them the fire roared up and Ginny stepped out of the fire.
"Hey Professor Evans!" she said cheerfully, "Is Midori around?"
"I'm right here!" exclaimed Midori throwing off an invisibility cloak him and Matt, behind her causing her to jump.
"AHH!" she yelled, "Don't do that." She slapped him over the head.
So what we had here, dear readers (apart from the author breaking the fourth wall) was Sirius chasing James all over the house, Mrs Black screaming her head off and Ginny yelling her head off at two twins who were starting to act like her brothers.
But once sentence stopped it all, well except Mrs Black, she wasn't listening.
Just as Sirius and James spend into the room Luna stepped forward smiling at Midori. She extended a hand.
"Hello, I'm Luna Lovegood, I'm a reporter for the Quibbler and I would like to interview you about your kidnapping by a hoard of rouge vampire hunters."
The room froze and nothing could be heard except for Mrs Black's deluded ravings. Everyone held their breaths, they knew how sensitive Midori was to his kidnapping and he'd bitten off the head (theoretically of course) of the last reporter who'd asked him about it.
Midori grinned, "Miss Luna, a pleasure to meet you," he shook the extended hand, much to the surprise of everyone observing the scene. "I'm afraid I can't tell you about my kidnapping by rouge vampire hunters. See they placed a spell on me that if I try and tell anyone about it I grew tentacles from my nose and my feet turn to watermelons."
Luna looked intrigued, while the other had to cover their mouths not to laugh.
"Wow!" she gasped, before adopting a serious tone, "I completely understand Mr Potter, I apologise for asking. Of course Vampire Hunters would cover their tracks." She nodded as if to prove her point.
Midori flashed her a grin, before turning to his family and the Weasleys who were all wearing expressions of shock and amusement.
"What's for lunch?"
A/N: Not my best chapter ever, my muse was at home sick today and I idiotically tried to write a chapter that wasn't going so well without her. But I hope you all enjoyed a slightly lighter chapter even if it wasn't very good.
And thus begins Midori/Luna, oh this going to be so fun…
Petites Sorcieres: I know, I love this plot line but evil Lily and James never worked very well in my mind. Yeah, Nev is one of my favourite characters too. Gotta love him. He'll come round eventually.
No, I hated Breaking Dawn. I wrote that on my profile at the beginning of the year when I found out that it was coming out this year. But, like everyone who read the book, I was greatly disappointed.
Airlady: Don't worry people are on his side!
Shinigami: Midori's starting to warm up to them now, but not as a mother and father, more as your friends parents.
Nightstarz: Nah, Moody's not manipulative, just resourceful. Twinkles won't stop plotting until he's dead, I think.