THIS CHAPTER HAS BEEN REDONE WITH SOME NEW INFORMATION IN IT. I didn't like the other one as well, so I went back and redid this chapter and so I'm partially satisfied with the new one. sprinklescake67
REVIEWER'S—my favorite people in the world
Pottergrl115: glomps I'm so happy you like it. I hope you continue to read. If you have any suggestions, send them in. A Promise Made is a bit confusing to me b/c I don't know the Roswell characters that well, but it's cool reading.
DragonPrincessDynamis: Who Serenity ends up with, will most likely be a decision made later on, but I'm leaning toward Harry.
PadFootCc: I'm updating, just as requested!!!!!
Angelwings6117: Your right, I don't know the Harry Potter characters as well as I probably should. I haven't read the series in over a year and a half. I'll try to tweek them, so they won't seem so off. I do know Sailor Moon characters b/c I've watched them for like 7-8 years. I only know HP for about 3. If you are reading this, thank you for continuing. I look forward to more comments from you in the future. Chapter 2 has been changed as well, if you would like to check it out. I kinda had to get things rolling, instead of dragging them out over a long period of time, which is a bad habit of mine.
Aeden Hale: Hmm...I haven't quite decided pairings, but as I told DragonPrincessDynamis, I'm leaning toward Harry. It all depends on reviews and what fits. What do you think?
Kat12: Hahaha, yes the two worlds are about to overlap. Explanations might not come till later over how they are related. Just motivation for people to keep reading. Yes, I believe I reveal whom Dumbledore is related to toward the end. If I don't, then ask, I'll tell you. Thanks for the review. Here's what you have been waiting for.
Broken Promises
Chapter 3—Guest Arrival and Announcements
By Sprinklescake67
Harry walked into the conference room in the back of the house. After the "incident", the Order of the Phoenix moved their headquarters to the Burrow. With the assistance of the now helpful Ministry of Magic, the Weasley's house expanded quite a bit to accommodate the members. They also added a meeting room attached to the back of the house. Usually, the kids were not allowed to participate in the meetings, but occasionally, Dumbledore invited them. Those were still few and far in between. It was just Dumbledore's way of trying to make-up with Harry. He still had a long way to go, though, according to Harry.
As soon as Harry stepped through the doorway, he was attacked be Mrs. Weasley. The plump, redheaded woman drew Harry into a tight bear hug while rambling off questions.
"Harry, dear. I'm so glad you're here. I was getting worried about you. Are you hungry? You look tired! Have you been sleeping? No, no, don't answer that. I'm sure you're hungry. I'll get you something if you want anything to eat? What would you like? I can make anything in a jiffy." Mrs. Weasley continued rumbling until her husband laid a hand on her shoulder.
Smiling gently at Harry, Arthur Weasley shook his hand like an old friend. The balding older man's concern showed in his face but he did not comment. "It's good to see you out and about, Harry. Molly, dear, why don't I help you in the kitchen with those snacks?" Slowly, he steered Mrs. Weasley out the door. Harry in turn, surveyed the other occupants of the room.
Moody, Kingsley, and Tonks were talking quietly among themselves in the corner. They waved (or nodded in Moody's case) at Harry before returning to their conversation. Severus Snape, the oily-haired, hook-nosed potions professor glowered at him from one corner of the wooden table located in the center of the room.
Sitting beside Snape and annoying their former teacher greatly with their antics were the identical Weasley twins, Fred and George. The twins, who owned their own joke shop in Diagon Alley, waved cheerfully at him before returning to their previous activities; a new favorite game: Snippety Snape. Toward the middle of the table, close enough to watch the twins at their game but far enough away in case Snape exploded, were Ron and Hermione.
In a reclusive corner was the last member of the Marauders, Remus Lupin. The sleepless nights and his werewolf transformations affected him more than Harry's own suffering. It was the second time he "failed" at saving one of his best friends. No one could change his mind and Harry was the only one who could reach him at times. Looking at Lupin, really looking for the first time in months, Harry realized some of the truth of Selenity's words. He was selfish in thinking others didn't know or understand what he went through and how much pain he suffered. It was their pain linked them to one another. The proof was right in front of his eyes if he only looked.
Remus needed him, if not as a friend, but as a reminder that he did not fail and still had someone who needed him. Alive.
Harry moved to sit down with his friends when a delicate hand rested itself on his shoulder. Glancing behind him, Harry looked right into deep magenta eyes. The owner gestured for him to talk in private. Following the woman, Harry surveyed them. She was obviously new, but the others felt comfortable apparently because they freely talked.
The woman's appearance was different and strange. Purple hair flowed down her back with two little buns on either side of her head. The woman was fairly tall, but still a little shorter than Harry's own six foot frame. A yellow and black sundress hung on her nicely before flowing about her knees. Yellow slippers adorned her petite feet. A yellow ribbon with black lace border and a two- foot train was tied around her neck. She finally stopped in the outside corridor. Turning to face Harry, she stared at him as if sizing him up before finally speaking.
"You do look a lot like James, but you definitely have your mother's eyes and you grandmother's nose. Your power comes from both grandparents. Yes, both powerful; both stubborn; both willing to fight till the end for their friends. Stop giving me that look young man. I know perfectly well what I'm talking about. It's all nonsense to you for now." The lady's British accent was mixed with another undetectable one. Her eye's quickly scanned the area to see if they were alone. Modeling her head in approval, she lowered her voice a little before speaking again.
"I see Selenity has already talked to you. Good, it makes my job a little bit easier, but not much. At least you are not as bad as your father; he never had a conscious. I had to drag him out of some broad's bed at least once a week before he met Lily."
Harry just stared transfixed on the woman. No one talked to him about his dad or mum in that sense or about when they were young before. Now this lady was shooting out information like it was no big deal. "Who are you? How did you know my parents? And how do you know Selenity talked to me?"
"My name is Luna Mau, but you can just call me Luna, goodness knows my charge always does. Your father's, James's, parents were one of my first clients. I used to be a type of nursemaid for the boy, or a nanny you could say." Luna explained at Harry's confused looks. "Of course that was before I found my current charge. I became acquainted with Lily when James became obsessed with her. That girl sure knew how to drive him crazy."
Luna let loose a light chuckle over her past memories. "That's beside the point. To answer you last question, Selenity leaves a distinct mark on those she chooses." The women reached forward and brushed a few sparkles from Harry's unruly bangs. Sighing, she continued her explanation in Harry's silence. "I have nothing against Selenity. She will forever be my superior, that I cannot deny, but I do condemn her actions. I will only warn you once, beware of her or else you may be manipulated without your knowledge. It would not do for her to gain the upper hand against my lady."
Luna seemingly trailed off into contemplation. The two sat in silence for some rather lengthy moments. Harry opened his mouth to inquire some more when they were interrupted by Professor McGonagall.
"Luna, Dumbledore has arrived. We're starting the meeting now. Hello Potter. It's good to see you."
"Hello Professor McGonagall."
"Very well. We're coming, Minerva. It was good talking to you Harry, and I hope we do it again sometime in the near future. Don't forget what I told you. Now Minerva, you were telling me about this Umbridge person." With that, the two women disappeared back into the meeting room. Harry ambled in slowly after them.
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The meeting went on with out much excitement as people came, reported, and left. Harry sat in between his two friends bored out of his mind along with Ron. Hermione, as usual was listening with rapt attention to the speakers. Harry sighed as the last one finished and walked out. Dumbledore slowly rose to his feet. His eyes scanned the room with seriousness. They rested the longest on Luna and Harry.
"The veil in the Department of Mysteries has been shattered." He tossed a copy of the Daily Prophet on to the table. "My niece has returned."
Gasps were heard from the older members of the group. Whispers and murmurs filled the air as the news was shared and the Daily Prophet passed around. A picture on the front page confirmed the news that Dumbledore verbally gave.
"How is that possible?"
"How did they do that?"
"What about them?"
"What is the Ministry going to do?"
"Dumbledore, does this mean what I think it means?" Professor McGonagall spoke over the hushed voices. Expectant stares turned toward his direction.
"Yes, as Luna's presence signifies, the world they lived in is destroyed."
"And? What about Cosmos?"
No one caught the purple-haired lady at the end of the table wince at the name. Excited whispers broke out once again, but they quickly quieted down as Dumbledore began to speak again.
"I have gone to talk to Cosmos. After much debating, she has agreed to look into the matter of fighting with us. She will not attend herself, but she is sending my niece and the others to Hogwarts to finish their education. From their experiences and opinions, Cosmos will decide to help us or not. Unfortunately, they still hold a grudge against Fudge and the Ministry. There is a chance for her to forgive them, but Fudge keeps ruining that opportunity. Step lightly, but don't coddle them. They've been through enough without our pity. Do you have any thing else to add, Luna?"
The woman looked startled at being addressed. Clearing her throat, she attempted to keep it level. "Yes, Albus, I believe I do. Cosmos is not someone to take lightly. She seems to be a…different person at times. Don't expect her to suddenly find sympathy for you cause and rush to your aid. I highly doubt you will even see her. Dumbledore's niece is perhaps one of the few people whose opinion will influence Cosmos. Do not underestimate her."
Dumbledore nodded his head. "The meeting for today is over. Tomorrow, Minerva, Lupin, Kingsley, and Tonks will escort Mr. Potter, Ms. Granger, Mr. and Ms. Weasley to Diagon Alley to pick up their school supplies. Luna, if you will come with me." With that Dumbledore disappeared with a 'pop.' Luna followed soon after, but without the sound effects.
The meeting broke up within minutes after the duo's exit from the room. Several members of the order remained to talk, but many streamed through the door toward the dining hall, where dinner was to be served shortly.
"Look at Lupin!" Ron hissed at Harry and Hermione. They looked over at the werewolf to find him grinning like mad. He practically skipped out of the room. "That was bloody scary! If this girl has enough influence to change the dead doorknob to a freakin jolly boy, I wonder what she's like in person."
The trio glanced at the other occupants of the room to find similar changes on the once haggard faces. Most contain wistfulness; others had tears shining in their eyes. Even Snape looked remotely content, as a small true smile tugged at the edges of his lips.
"What's going on here? Have they all changed because Dumbledore's niece is coming back to Hogwarts or because this Cosmos person might help us fight you-know-who?" Hermione asked.
"Dunno. Maybe she's hot. Hogwarts could use a few new good ones that are easy on the eyes." Ron replied.
"Excuse me. Did I just hear what I think I heard come out of that perverted mouth of yours?"
"You did, Hermione. And I agree, it might be nice to have some new students."
"Not you too. Harry. Merlin, I'll never understand you two. You're just a bunch of rabid dogs." That instigated an argument between Hermione and Ron, which ended in Hermione chasing Ron over another perverted comment. Harry followed slowly after them, another fleeting smile haunting his lips. They were unaware that they were acting slightly like their old selves, but it did not escape the attention of the others.
"I guess she affects others no matter what she does. Directly or indirectly, intentional or unintentional." Moody stated softly.
"Yes. This year will be different, that's for sure." Kingsley replied. "I think I'll actually sleep tonight and not worry."
"Everyone will sleep better. We are safe as long as the bunny comes home." Moody stated. "As long as Usagi comes home."
Okay, So that's chapter 3. I hope I covered most of some gray areas from the previous two chapters. Hope you liked it. Hearts and Stars, Sprinkles
A/N for second time around: It's kinda redone in places because I thought the whole jist of the chapter was "lost in translation." So I redid it. Hope you enjoyed this one better!!!