Disclaimers: I do not own either the Harry Potter, Demonbane or Sailor Moon Franchises. I will be making extensive use of references to the works of H.P. Lovecraft and the associated authors of the expanded Cthulhu Mythos in this story, these works are not originally mine. I make no money from this or any of my other Fanfiction Stories.

Author's Note: All words you do not recognize as coming from a real world language, originate in the Lovecraftian Language known as R'lyehian. Cookies to the first one to tell me what I am saying in each instance of their use… Beta's don't get a guess as they already know what I am saying.

xXx Story xXx

Azalea Potter watched on in horror at the scene playing out in front of her across the lake. She could think of nothing to do in this situation, yet she was fully cognizant of the fact that her mother had rescued both Sirius and herself from the Dementors.

Hermione was standing off to the side also looking on in horror, but she could do nothing to solve the issue at hand either.

Suddenly the despair that she was feeling, along with the mind numbing cold of these otherworldly abominations all caused her fraying emotions to snap into place and she began speaking in a perfectly calm voice "Syha'h Crystal Power!"

Suddenly a glowing bright platinum crystal materialized on Azalea's chest, as soon as it did, the clothes that she had been wearing began glowing as they disappeared from her body to be replaced with a long flowing black dress with a flowing train that was the color of the midnight sky.

As this happened, Hermione could only stare at her friend with her mouth hanging open, the nearest thing she could figure out was that Azalea had somehow said some sort of magical incantation in partial Parseltongue, but she had never heard of anything related to Parseltongue that was remotely like this. Whatever the case was, the first word in that incantation had given Hermione a slight headache.

As soon as the transformation had completed itself, Azalea grabbed the gem on her chest and raised it into the sky yelling out "THROD, N'GHFT-NYTH, LI'HEE N'GHA!"

Each word that Azalea spoke caused the headache that Hermione had developed to increase in intensity until it was a full scale migraine. However, for some reason every single Dementor in the vicinity had turned away from Sirius and the Azalea of this time and were shrieking in agony. Without even looking back, the Dementors all began fleeing as fast as they could from the lakeshore.

"Dammit Azalea what was that?" Hermione asked while gently massaging her temples.

Azalea lowered the crystal and looked at it confusedly before saying "I-I'm n-not exactly sure."

Suddenly a book materialized in front of Azalea. The girl bent down and picked it up after replacing the gem on her chest. She then asked, "The Necronomicon?"

Hermione's mouth dropped open at that name, "Azalea! Don't open that book!"

But it was too late, Azalea had already opened to the first page. As soon as she did, the book in her arms morphed into a small girl in a rather weird outfit that wrapped her arms and legs around Azalea, "MOMMY!"

"W-what?" Azalea asked in confusion.

"You created me, so you are my Mommy," the girl stated.

Hermione asked in an aggravated voice "Do you have a name?"

"Al Azif," the girl said.

"Of course, that is one of the names attributed to the Necronomicon," Hermione said, she then continued by saying "We don't have time for this, we need to get back to the castle and rescue Sirius."

"Right… come on, Al," Azalea stated as she set the girl on the ground and grabbed her hand, she then realized she had a bit of a problem, "Er… this dress is a bit impractical for riding a Hippogriff…"

Al Azif reached up and tapped the gem on her chest saying "Make-Up."

As soon as she said that, the dress was enveloped in light similar to the light that had caused the clothes she had originally been wearing to be vaporized. Then the light formed what very vaguely resembled a Japanese Schoolgirls Uniform, only the skirt on this uniform was far shorter than was proper for such outfits. It also appeared to be partially composed of a one-piece swimming suit as well.

The majority of the outfit was the color of the midday sky, while the neckerchief and skirt were of the darkest black one could possibly imagine. Then there were two ribbons, one on her chest and one just above her bum, both of a midnight blue color. In the center of the ribbon placed upon her chest the gemstone that had originally been located there appeared to have been replaced by a stylized brooch with an eight-pointed star upon it.

"You have a tiara?" Hermione asked… "And what on earth are you wearing?"

"I kind of want to know that as well," Azalea asked sending a questioning look at Al Azif.

"It's a Senshi Uniform," Al Azif stated.

"What is a 'Senshi'?" Azalea asked.

"It's Japanese for… Guardian… I think," Hermione said.

"It… actually dates back a lot further than the Japanese Language," Al Azif stated, "In fact, Mommy is the reincarnation of the very first Senshi to have ever lived."

"I am?" Azalea asked.

"Yep, the Princess of Thyoph," Al stated.

"What is a Thyoph?" Hermione asked.

"That… is kind of hard to explain," Al Azif said.

Hermione shrugged and the three girls went to find Buckbeak.

xXx A Short Time Later xXx
xXx Dark Tower, Hogwarts Castle xXx

"BOMBARDA!" Hermione declared while waving her wand in an overly big circle at the door to the cell on the tower, causing the door to be blown off its hinges.

"Cute." Al Azif stated in bland appraisal of the spell.

"Could you have done better?" Azalea asked curiously.

Al nodded her head as Sirius exited the tower. He took one look at the three on the tower and fell on his rear end laughing his arse off. "Oh dear me, Azalea, what on earth are you wearing?"

"Apparently it is something out of this world…" Azalea said with a lopsided grin on her face causing both Al Azif and Hermione to groan at the pun.

"Oh! I believe it," Sirius said, "If you were a few years older and not my Goddaughter, I would be trying every line in the book."

"Behave or I will let my… er… daughter apparently… put a muzzle on you," Azalea stated.

Sirius looked at the small lavender haired girl and then at Azalea as he held up two fingers saying "Scouts Honor!"

As soon as he said that Al Azif began laughing, "Did you know that 'Senshi' can also translate as 'Scout'?"

Azalea goggled at the girl for a moment before saying "We should probably get a move on."

"Quite right, let us depart," Sirius said.

Once they had landed the three girls said their goodbyes to Sirius and Buckbeak, who promptly left for parts unknown. Once they had, Azalea turned back to Al Azif and asked "Not that this outfit isn't snazzy or anything, but I think it would give a certain old man a heart attack, and cause the male population of this school to all develop…"

"Permanent hard ons?" Hermione inquired.

"Quite," Azalea said, "How do I change back to what I was wearing before I chased the Dementors away?"

Al Azif shrugged saying "You just wish for it to happen, I think. I never really figured out how that worked."

"I see," Azalea stated, she then closed her eyes and wished for her normal clothes back. This resulted in a bright light appearing and returning her to the blue jeans and white blouse she had been wearing before the transformation took place.

"You know, I just realized, that it was never my Mother I saw rescuing me from the lake at all. It was always me that did it." Azalea stated, this revelation came from her mentally reviewing the outfits that she had been wearing that night. The long black dress that she had worn when she had driven off the Dementors set off her long crimson hair rather remarkably and made her look far older than she actually was. From the distance that her past self had been across the lake, it wasn't hard to see how she had mistaken herself for her mother.

Hermione thought about that for a few moments before saying "You're probably right, but come on, we only have a few minutes left to get back to the Hospital Wing."

The three ran off towards their destination at a rather frightening pace, and luckily made it without being seen… well at least until they ran into the departing form of Professor Dumbledore. The man looked at the three of them in mild confusion, particularly in regards to Al, before walking off while whistling a jaunty tune.

Upon entering the Hospital Wing, Ronald Weasley near about had a conniption fit, however it seemed to resolve itself when Al poked her head around the door, "Oi, who's the rugrat?"

Al shot Ron a dirty glare, however it was Azalea who answered, "This is… my… er…" she looked at Al momentarily before shrugging, "She's Sirius' daughter."

"But she can't be more than eight… wasn't he in jail for the past twelve years?" Ron asked.

"Webster's Disease." Azalea stated matter of factly.

Hermione looked at her friend a little askance as she had never heard of such a disease before, however Ron responded saying "Isn't that the one where someone stops growing after they reach a certain age?"

Azalea nodded, before looking at Hermione saying "See, I read my textbooks."

"But… but…" Hermione started saying.

"You know there is a cure for that, right?" Ron asked.

"I like being this size. It keeps the vast majority of boys away from me," Al Azif stated matter of factly.

"If you say so," Ron said as he laid back on the bed and proceeded to ignore the three of them.

xXx The Next Day xXx
xXx Headmaster's Office xXx

"Ah, Miss Potter… and friend. To what do I owe the pleasure?" Albus inquired.

"Headmaster, I have a bit of a dilemma," Azalea admitted.

"Is this in regards to this mysterious young girl?" Albus asked.

"Yes, if I did my research correctly, then I believe that she and I share a familiar bond," Azalea admitted.

"Most unusual. Most familiar bonds form between a human and some form of animal, rarely do they form between two humans," Albus stated.

"She's not exactly a normal human," Azalea admitted while nodding her head at Al.

"Are you sure?" Al asked.

"Yes, dear," Azalea stated.

Al shrugged and morphed into her book form. This resulted in the Headmaster's mouth dropping open. Azalea swiftly leaned down and opened the book to the first page, allowing Al to return to her human form.

"As you can see Headmaster, not exactly normal." Azalea stated.

"I can see that. What is it that was your dilemma?" Albus inquired.

"I am absolutely certain that the Dursley's will want nothing to do with her, whether she is in her human or book form. They are bound and determined to live normal everyday lives, I can't see them taking too kindly to having the True Necronomicon under their roof." Azalea stated.

"Miss Potter, did you just say, 'the True Necronomicon'?" Albus inquired.

"Hi! My name is Al Azif, what's yours?" the lavender haired girl stated happily, she then noticed the bird in the room and squealed "A phoenix! I haven't seen one of these in centuries!"

"Isn't Phoenix Song painful to you?" Albus asked.

Al gave him her best 'are you stupid' look and asked "Are you stupid? I'm not evil or anything."

"But… but…" Albus stuttered.

"Any way I could get a bucket of popcorn? I haven't had this much fun in a long time," Azalea asked the room. Albus had a House Elf on standard call in his office, as such a bucket of popcorn materialized right in front of the girl "Yay! Thanks!"

"Oooh! Can I have some?" Al asked.

"Of course," Azalea said. She then looked at the Headmaster, "As I was saying, the Dursley's won't want her in their house, and they preferably won't want her anywhere inside of Little Whinging. I am not letting her fend for herself for an entire summer. So the question is whether we can come to some other arrangement?"

Albus sighed, admittedly this was a dilemma. It was highly illegal to separate a Witch or Wizard from their bonded familiar. That law had existed since long before the Ministry for Magic. It was a law built into the very nature of magic itself. Terrible things would happen to anyone who tried.

Admittedly it was also highly improbable that the Dursley's would ever let this girl into their home. As such another solution needed to be found.

Speaking hesitantly Albus made his suggestion, "While the Dursley Home would be the safest place for you due to your mother's protections, there is another possibility. The ancestral home of the Potter Family has rather formidable defenses. However it has not been used since the year 1977 when your Grandmother passed away. I have no idea what condition the home is currently in."

"Dobby!" Azalea called out.

A pop was heard as a small creature appeared in the room. "The Great Azalea Potter be calling for Dobby?"

"Oooh! A brownie!" Al Azif cooed.

Both Albus and Azalea frowned at that statement, however Dobby spoke saying "We is not being called Brownies in long time. We is House Elves now."

"Oh, well okay then." Al Azif said, "But I think the Dokkalfar and Ljosalfar would be most displeased by you stealing their identities like that."

Dobby wilted just a little bit, "Yes'm, The Great Azalea Potter's Daughter…"

"Just call me Al, easier that way," Al Azif stated.

Dobby nodded.

"Anyways, Dobby, how would you like to be my… er… Brownie… from now on?" Azalea inquired.

"Dobby be liking that," Dobby stated happily.

"Good, then I need you to go to the Potter Ancestral Home and make sure it is inhabitable, by the time the Hogwarts Express arrives in London… Oh! and make sure that it does not have an active Floo connection, if it does have it disconnected… you can help me transport everything and everyone that will be going to the Manor when we arrive in London, right?" Azalea commanded / inquired.

"Yesses Mistress." Dobby stated with a nod that made him look like a bobble-head toy.

"Good, then we shall see you in London. Oh and Dobby?" Azalea asked.

"Yes Mistress?" Dobby asked.

"None of that 'Mistress' stuff. If you must call me by a title, then 'Milady' will do just fine, kapeesh?" Azalea commanded.

"Of course, milady." the Elf said and then disappeared to do as he was instructed.

"You handled that admirably Miss Potter. Far more admirably than most new owners of House Elves would have done in your stead." Dumbledore stated.

"I actually looked this up after last year, but a Butler in the Muggle world can make in excess of 30,000 Pounds a year, plus benefits. If room and board isn't provided for them, then they can actually make just over 100,000 Pounds a year, plus benefits. The job of a professional servant is a very good one in the Muggle World…. oh, and I am not counting the Housekeepers in most hotels when I say 'professional servant,'" Azalea explained.

"Yes, I was aware of the difference in that regard between the Muggle and Wizarding worlds and the difference saddens me greatly," Dumbledore admitted, "Anyways, you two had best be off. Last day and all of that."

"Of course, Headmaster," Azalea agreed as both she and Al got up. They both dipped a curtsy to the older gentleman and left the room.

xXx Hallway Near Ravenclaw Tower xXx

Azalea and Al Azif were just passing the area where Ravenclaw Tower was located when a voice squealed out behind them "KLORPTOVIAN!"

Al Azif cringed at that statement and slowly turned around to glare at the approaching blonde girl. "Oh joy, a Lovegood."

Azalea turned to look at the girl in question before looking at Al and asking "friend of yours?"

"I guess you could say that… her entire family has been trying to find me so that they could use me to summon something called a Snorkack…" Al admitted, "Needless to say I try to stay far, far away from anyone who would want to summon anything I can summon. Only you are allowed to do that, as only you can control what is summoned."

"I see," Azalea looked at the blonde who was now stood in front of them with a huge grin on her face, "Hello, I don't believe we've met, I'm…"

"Azalea Lily Potter, yes, I know," the blonde said, she then turned to Al and said "Gimme a Snorkack."

"No!" both Azalea and Al stated simultaneously.

"Awww," the blonde complained.

"What's your name?" Azalea asked.

"Luna Selene Lovegood," the Blonde stated happily.

"Why are you wearing two left shoes?" Al asked.

"The Nargles took all my right shoes." Luna admitted.

"But Nargles don't have limbs…" Al said exasperatedly.

"They don't? Are you sure?" Luna asked.

"Yes, positive," Al said crossly.

"Oh, well in that case I suppose they must have grown legs and walked off on their own." Luna said in a cheerful voice.

"Translation, the vast majority of the other girls in our house thought it would be amusing to steal several of her clothing items," a short Asian girl with hair that reached her calves said as she rounded the corner, "Hi, I'm Su Li. I'm also the only girl in Ravenclaw who actually watches out for Luna."

"I see," Azalea said, placing the vast majority of the girls in Ravenclaw on her 'shit list' after that explanation, "Shall we head to dinner?"

"We would, but we have something of a yearly scavenger hunt for Luna's things to engage in before we retire tonight, sorry." Su admitted.

"Let's help'm Mum." Al said with a nudge in Azalea's arm.

"Mum?" Su and Luna asked.

"She is my familiar, and seems to prefer a mother-daughter relationship," Azalea said.

"But aren't most familiars... er…. well… animals?" Su asked.

"Usually, but not always," Azalea stated, she then looked at Al and said "Of course we will help them. We aren't barbarians after all."

And so commenced the scavenger hunt for Luna's things.