I don't own the characters! except for Schotego Durrlenz. As far as I know,
I am the only one to make Setsuna Harry's mom, so that is my original idea
to! alrighty? alrighty. I know it's been pretty much forever since I
uploaded, but I've been gone on vacation. Yes, Yes, I know your probably
think I've fallen of the face of the earth... but fear not! KNT is here!
only problem is.. this is the last chapter I have prewritten.... Maybe I'll
have to stick with the library like last year to appease my masses... I
need encouragement! I have absolutely NO idea where this is going to go
right now. Help? School's started and I'm gunna get back on my regular
schedule. And I've got my own computer to now, so I can type a lot more
then I used to be able to. Hopefully...
Thanks go to:
Bladen- Sorry about ending it right there. I've been gone most of the
summer and then there's just my natural procrastination...
jupi- there you go! *shudders at the thought of Harry being Usa's brother
in this story* soooo not going to happen!
Soliwolffie- that pairing is actually REALLY common for HP/SM stories.
MarsMoonStar- left you speechless did I? ^^;
Shinigami- Yeah, he really does. That was the purpose of adding that to the
story. Well, that and because I have no FREAKING IDEA of what to do next!
*appoligizes profusely for the outburst* heh...
thanks also to- Moon-bunny-87 and ken-chan
Chapter Eight: Completion
Usagi was getting bored. The dance was still an hour or so away. 'Should I go see Tousan? I've only been able to talk to him a few times since the tryout, besides class...' Usagi smiled, and changed into her school robes. 'Don't want anyone to see me in my new robes, yet.'
Sirius and Severus were still talking- they each had apologized for past things and were now talking about everything from the weather to Voldemort. Right at the moment, they were talking about the first time the were at Hogwarts (before the Silver Millennium), and how Severus had fallen head- over-heels for Serenity. They were laughing about how Severus had dropped a wet-start, no heat firework into his cauldron when Serenity had walked through the door the first time. Everyone had been splattered with the Chatter Potion, and couldn't stop talking. The only one who had managed to avoid being hit was Serenity, who happened to be standing in the middle of the room. Severus, talking incessantly, walked over and started talking about how beautiful she was and what a honor it was to be in Grffindor with her. (Yes, Snape was in Grffindor the first time around. The second time, he was still hurting over his wife's death, so the Sorting hat put him in the area that was best suited for his state of mind.) After that, and a few other events, the two seemed to be connected at the hip. It was right then that Usagi decided to walk in. "Tousan?" She asked glancing at Sirius Black, "Er... are you aware that there is an escaped convict in you office?" "Usa-chan, don't you remember your dear old Uncy Siri, as you used to call me?" Sirius asked while Severus smirked slightly. Usagi's jaw dropped. She had never compared her Uncle Siri to Sirius Black, but doing so now made her realize that they were the same person. "Gomen, Uncle Siri... Setsuna still hasn't brought back all my memories. That's why I didn't recognize you till you said something." "It's all right, I'm just happy to see you." Usagi smiled at her uncle. "I came here to see you, Tousan, but it looks like your a bit busy. I'll go torment Makoto for a little while." She kissed her father's cheek and walked away. Instead of going to 'torment' Makoto, Usagi went to her and Draco's special place, the roof. There she found Draco holding a hand over one shoulder (that's where his scar is), and whimpering. "Kami!" Usagi pulled him into her arms.
Draco was unaware of the comfort she was giving him. Right now, he was enduring every comment, every pouch, every chore given, and every yell up to and including Voldemort's last attack on Harry. The first wave of images ended with himself getting his scar. ------------------------------------------------memory---------------------- ----------------------- Lucious Malfoy stood over his infant son, "Pathetic. You were a waste of my time. Be glad my Master wants you abilities, or else you wouldn't have lived this long." Lucious spit off to the side and walked away from the cradle. Another man took his place. "My, my, I think little Draco is ready to serve the Dark. TO bad you'll never meet your other half. His time comes later tomorrow." Baby Draco tried to recoil from the Dark Lord, but was picked up. Draco suddenly found himself on a stone table. Next to him was a very old stone knife. It may have been old, but it was still sharp. A hand picked up the knife and grabbed hold of Draco's shoulder. With careful precision, they started carving a snake encircling a thunderbolt. The knife clattered to the table as a thunderous roar echoed throughout the room. Something that looked like a lion licked a tongue over his wound, cleaning it and letting it heal faster. "Tri souls merged one, in the twinkling of an eye Death, Dark, and Time, Binded for life." The wound began to heal itself, after the words were spoken. -----------------------------------------------------End-------------------- -------------------------- Draco stopped trembling for a few seconds, as the memories stopped. And then the second, older set, began to invade his mind. There was a silver flash, and all was calm. Draco became aware that Usagi was talking to him. "I'm sorry, Usagi..." Then he passed out.
"Draco?" Usagi felt a hallow space. He was no longer hers and she knew it. He wasn't the same anymore, and she felt that. Crying softly to herself, the moon-hime used a spell to make him levitate, and took him to the infirmary. She was unsure what was going in, but Usagi was almost positive that Setsuna had a hand in what was going on, or at least knew about it. It just had that type of feeling. "Oh great! What am I going to tell Madam Promfry?"
Harry was still sitting with his mother, looking at someone who shouldn't be there. Well, none of them were supposed to be there since they were on Pluto, but this man was supposed to be dead. 'So was Mum,' Harry thought bitterly. Why were the fates (heh... oh the irony! You'll understand later. ^^) always doing this to him? Setsuna still had the questioning look in her eyes. "What do you mean your not sure? How can someone just go poof and be here? Especially you, James. Your still bound to the Gates, at least till winter. (Man, I made Setsuna sound mad... she's just surprised!)" "Sets, I know that I'm not supposed to be able to leave yet. Maybe we have my parents to blame for this?" Setsuna sighed, "Yes, your probably right. But what would Fate and Destiny have in mind this time?" Harry looked to his parents in doubt, "Did you guys just say that Dad's parents are FATE and DESTINY??? I guess I can somewhat handle that my Grandfather is Chronus, but this? And to top[ it all off, I'm binded to my archenemy through a prophecy made by the Queen of Saturn. Great, just great. Could it get any stranger?" Setsuna groaned, knowing what was coming next. "Yeah, it could. What if Voldemort showed up in a tutu and started tap dancing?" Harry stared at his father in shock. "Never say it 'could it get any...' around your father. He'll think of a witty remark." Setsuna said. The Schotego Durrlenz growled at James. "I'm sorry to interrupt this heartfelt reunion, but the child still needs to return. He knows why." The Hunter turned around, and with a swish of his tail, he disappeared. "He's right, James. We need to go back. And since Harry knows now, I don't think it would be wise to have you stay at the Time Gates. Could you change to your Silver Millennium form?" He nodded. "Yeah, I think so. Most people would freak out at the thought of the 'dead'' being alive." James closed his eyes, and started shimmering. His black hair changed to light brown, he grew taller, his shoulder broader, his face changed a bit, and finally, silver armor replaced his robes. "James? Maybe you shouldn't were the armor?" "Yeah, your right." He waved his wand and transformed the armor into robes. The family of three teleported to the halls of Hogwarts and Setsuna's office.
Draco Malfoy was lying in a hospital bed, almost peacefully. A sporadic jolt convulsed through him, leaving Draco trembling. The mark on his shoulder stung like it would if it was fresh- even if he knew it had been there for years. 'Potter's back from.... somewhere. Wait, how do I know that?' 'You just do, okay?' 'No, it's not okay. And who's this?' 'I'm you, duh.' Draco blinked. He was having an argument with himself and he hadn't even know it? (looks like he's inflicted with the same thing I am... Nicole: Hey! Was that an insult? KNT: *nods*) 'Yes, yes, you were.' 'Could you stop that?' Draco asked exasperated. 'But that's not as fun!' Draco thought very nasty things to this voice. 'Okay! I'll shut up. For now.' The Slytherin started wondering how he knew Potter was in the building, when he realized Usagi was asleep in the chair next to his bed. Normally, he would have woken her up with a little 'gift', but some part of his mind told him that it wasn't right. He stood and left the hospital wing, quickly evading Madam Promphry. The young Malfoy slipped through the hallways, looking for Potter. What he found surprised him.
Setsuna had gone to Dumbledore. It would have been hard to explain James if she hadn't. She was telling him what happened when Draco Malfoy wandered into her office. Dumbledore told him to wait outside of the office till he was called for. Malfoy shot a look of loathing and sympathy toward Harry. 'Think your mum's going to tell Dumbledore about Schotego?' Harry looked around. He swore he just heard Malfoy's voice in his head. 'What the...?' 'Yes, Potter, it's me. Schotego Durrlenz is the one we can blame for all this.' 'Would you rather be dead?' It was a third voice. The voice of the Hunter. 'Ummm... no?' they both sai- err, thought. 'Well then, don't complain.' Setsuna glanced at Harry. Even though she couldn't hear what was being said, she could tell that telepathy was being used.
Dumbledore listened to the story. It began in the Crystal Millennium and ended that day (truthfully it still wasn't over). Setsuna told him about herself, being part of Queen Serenity's Court, how she met James, the Shattering of the Millennium, Harry finding out about his heritage, briefly about the Hunter, and James leaving the Time Gates.
Draco was standing outside of the room, leaning against the was with his arms crossed. He heard everything spoken by Professor Meiou, and the prophecy concerning both himself and Potter. Even though she left out the part that he and Potter were connected to each other as well as to the Hunter. 'Did she not know or does she just not want to tell him?' "She doesn't know.' 'Potter! Stay out of my mind!' 'Well, then quit thinking so damned loud!' Draco mumbled about 'this stupid connection'. 'Can I come in yet?'' Draco felt, rather then saw H- err, Potter nod. (Dra-kun almost called him Harry! LOL) 'Finally.' He waltzed through the door.
'Harry?' It was the Hunter. 'Yes?' 'I'm going to teach you how to shield your thoughts from those receptive to it. Imagine yourself building a brick wall around your mind. Imagine that you, only you, can let your thoughts out. Lock them behind the wall.' AS the Hunter spoke, Harry envisioned everything he was saying. He opened his eyes to find that no time had passed, even though it seemed like it had taken an hour because of the mental strain. Malfoy walked through the door, locking eyes with Harry. 'He acts like he knows what's going on. At least one of us does. If we switched places right now, I probably wouldn't have a clue about what to do.' Harry realized that they had a connection still and checked his wall it was still in place.
Draco had to stifle a laugh. He could still tell what Potter was thinking. It was a talent he discovered when his father had locked him in the dungeon, after casting a spell that dulled the physical senses. I guess it's true when they say if a sense is taken away, another is heightened, Draco had thought at the time. Times after that, when his father would come for his training, he would draw into the dark of his mind, shutting off his senses to work on the mental abilities. Now he was at a point where, if he concentrated hard enough, he could see key parts of a persons past. Because of this, Draco knew Harry had erected a wall around his mind, and still knew what he was thinking. Draco stood next to Harry and looking at Professor Meiou said, "Shall I add in my two sense now?"
Draco says he keeping secrets from me! that's not good? How can I write about your devious ways if your keeping some bloody secret? Do you want me to sick Nicole on you? Nicole: hey, I should resent that! KNT: But you don't so what's the problem. Hey, who's idea was it for the cliffy? Nicole: Mine ^.~ KNT: okay.. (to readers) HEAR THAT? BLAME NICOLE FOR THESE CLIFFY'S! NOT ME! oh yeah, MALFOY (Lucius) BASHING! (Soon, maybe next chappie.)
Chapter Eight: Completion
Usagi was getting bored. The dance was still an hour or so away. 'Should I go see Tousan? I've only been able to talk to him a few times since the tryout, besides class...' Usagi smiled, and changed into her school robes. 'Don't want anyone to see me in my new robes, yet.'
Sirius and Severus were still talking- they each had apologized for past things and were now talking about everything from the weather to Voldemort. Right at the moment, they were talking about the first time the were at Hogwarts (before the Silver Millennium), and how Severus had fallen head- over-heels for Serenity. They were laughing about how Severus had dropped a wet-start, no heat firework into his cauldron when Serenity had walked through the door the first time. Everyone had been splattered with the Chatter Potion, and couldn't stop talking. The only one who had managed to avoid being hit was Serenity, who happened to be standing in the middle of the room. Severus, talking incessantly, walked over and started talking about how beautiful she was and what a honor it was to be in Grffindor with her. (Yes, Snape was in Grffindor the first time around. The second time, he was still hurting over his wife's death, so the Sorting hat put him in the area that was best suited for his state of mind.) After that, and a few other events, the two seemed to be connected at the hip. It was right then that Usagi decided to walk in. "Tousan?" She asked glancing at Sirius Black, "Er... are you aware that there is an escaped convict in you office?" "Usa-chan, don't you remember your dear old Uncy Siri, as you used to call me?" Sirius asked while Severus smirked slightly. Usagi's jaw dropped. She had never compared her Uncle Siri to Sirius Black, but doing so now made her realize that they were the same person. "Gomen, Uncle Siri... Setsuna still hasn't brought back all my memories. That's why I didn't recognize you till you said something." "It's all right, I'm just happy to see you." Usagi smiled at her uncle. "I came here to see you, Tousan, but it looks like your a bit busy. I'll go torment Makoto for a little while." She kissed her father's cheek and walked away. Instead of going to 'torment' Makoto, Usagi went to her and Draco's special place, the roof. There she found Draco holding a hand over one shoulder (that's where his scar is), and whimpering. "Kami!" Usagi pulled him into her arms.
Draco was unaware of the comfort she was giving him. Right now, he was enduring every comment, every pouch, every chore given, and every yell up to and including Voldemort's last attack on Harry. The first wave of images ended with himself getting his scar. ------------------------------------------------memory---------------------- ----------------------- Lucious Malfoy stood over his infant son, "Pathetic. You were a waste of my time. Be glad my Master wants you abilities, or else you wouldn't have lived this long." Lucious spit off to the side and walked away from the cradle. Another man took his place. "My, my, I think little Draco is ready to serve the Dark. TO bad you'll never meet your other half. His time comes later tomorrow." Baby Draco tried to recoil from the Dark Lord, but was picked up. Draco suddenly found himself on a stone table. Next to him was a very old stone knife. It may have been old, but it was still sharp. A hand picked up the knife and grabbed hold of Draco's shoulder. With careful precision, they started carving a snake encircling a thunderbolt. The knife clattered to the table as a thunderous roar echoed throughout the room. Something that looked like a lion licked a tongue over his wound, cleaning it and letting it heal faster. "Tri souls merged one, in the twinkling of an eye Death, Dark, and Time, Binded for life." The wound began to heal itself, after the words were spoken. -----------------------------------------------------End-------------------- -------------------------- Draco stopped trembling for a few seconds, as the memories stopped. And then the second, older set, began to invade his mind. There was a silver flash, and all was calm. Draco became aware that Usagi was talking to him. "I'm sorry, Usagi..." Then he passed out.
"Draco?" Usagi felt a hallow space. He was no longer hers and she knew it. He wasn't the same anymore, and she felt that. Crying softly to herself, the moon-hime used a spell to make him levitate, and took him to the infirmary. She was unsure what was going in, but Usagi was almost positive that Setsuna had a hand in what was going on, or at least knew about it. It just had that type of feeling. "Oh great! What am I going to tell Madam Promfry?"
Harry was still sitting with his mother, looking at someone who shouldn't be there. Well, none of them were supposed to be there since they were on Pluto, but this man was supposed to be dead. 'So was Mum,' Harry thought bitterly. Why were the fates (heh... oh the irony! You'll understand later. ^^) always doing this to him? Setsuna still had the questioning look in her eyes. "What do you mean your not sure? How can someone just go poof and be here? Especially you, James. Your still bound to the Gates, at least till winter. (Man, I made Setsuna sound mad... she's just surprised!)" "Sets, I know that I'm not supposed to be able to leave yet. Maybe we have my parents to blame for this?" Setsuna sighed, "Yes, your probably right. But what would Fate and Destiny have in mind this time?" Harry looked to his parents in doubt, "Did you guys just say that Dad's parents are FATE and DESTINY??? I guess I can somewhat handle that my Grandfather is Chronus, but this? And to top[ it all off, I'm binded to my archenemy through a prophecy made by the Queen of Saturn. Great, just great. Could it get any stranger?" Setsuna groaned, knowing what was coming next. "Yeah, it could. What if Voldemort showed up in a tutu and started tap dancing?" Harry stared at his father in shock. "Never say it 'could it get any...' around your father. He'll think of a witty remark." Setsuna said. The Schotego Durrlenz growled at James. "I'm sorry to interrupt this heartfelt reunion, but the child still needs to return. He knows why." The Hunter turned around, and with a swish of his tail, he disappeared. "He's right, James. We need to go back. And since Harry knows now, I don't think it would be wise to have you stay at the Time Gates. Could you change to your Silver Millennium form?" He nodded. "Yeah, I think so. Most people would freak out at the thought of the 'dead'' being alive." James closed his eyes, and started shimmering. His black hair changed to light brown, he grew taller, his shoulder broader, his face changed a bit, and finally, silver armor replaced his robes. "James? Maybe you shouldn't were the armor?" "Yeah, your right." He waved his wand and transformed the armor into robes. The family of three teleported to the halls of Hogwarts and Setsuna's office.
Draco Malfoy was lying in a hospital bed, almost peacefully. A sporadic jolt convulsed through him, leaving Draco trembling. The mark on his shoulder stung like it would if it was fresh- even if he knew it had been there for years. 'Potter's back from.... somewhere. Wait, how do I know that?' 'You just do, okay?' 'No, it's not okay. And who's this?' 'I'm you, duh.' Draco blinked. He was having an argument with himself and he hadn't even know it? (looks like he's inflicted with the same thing I am... Nicole: Hey! Was that an insult? KNT: *nods*) 'Yes, yes, you were.' 'Could you stop that?' Draco asked exasperated. 'But that's not as fun!' Draco thought very nasty things to this voice. 'Okay! I'll shut up. For now.' The Slytherin started wondering how he knew Potter was in the building, when he realized Usagi was asleep in the chair next to his bed. Normally, he would have woken her up with a little 'gift', but some part of his mind told him that it wasn't right. He stood and left the hospital wing, quickly evading Madam Promphry. The young Malfoy slipped through the hallways, looking for Potter. What he found surprised him.
Setsuna had gone to Dumbledore. It would have been hard to explain James if she hadn't. She was telling him what happened when Draco Malfoy wandered into her office. Dumbledore told him to wait outside of the office till he was called for. Malfoy shot a look of loathing and sympathy toward Harry. 'Think your mum's going to tell Dumbledore about Schotego?' Harry looked around. He swore he just heard Malfoy's voice in his head. 'What the...?' 'Yes, Potter, it's me. Schotego Durrlenz is the one we can blame for all this.' 'Would you rather be dead?' It was a third voice. The voice of the Hunter. 'Ummm... no?' they both sai- err, thought. 'Well then, don't complain.' Setsuna glanced at Harry. Even though she couldn't hear what was being said, she could tell that telepathy was being used.
Dumbledore listened to the story. It began in the Crystal Millennium and ended that day (truthfully it still wasn't over). Setsuna told him about herself, being part of Queen Serenity's Court, how she met James, the Shattering of the Millennium, Harry finding out about his heritage, briefly about the Hunter, and James leaving the Time Gates.
Draco was standing outside of the room, leaning against the was with his arms crossed. He heard everything spoken by Professor Meiou, and the prophecy concerning both himself and Potter. Even though she left out the part that he and Potter were connected to each other as well as to the Hunter. 'Did she not know or does she just not want to tell him?' "She doesn't know.' 'Potter! Stay out of my mind!' 'Well, then quit thinking so damned loud!' Draco mumbled about 'this stupid connection'. 'Can I come in yet?'' Draco felt, rather then saw H- err, Potter nod. (Dra-kun almost called him Harry! LOL) 'Finally.' He waltzed through the door.
'Harry?' It was the Hunter. 'Yes?' 'I'm going to teach you how to shield your thoughts from those receptive to it. Imagine yourself building a brick wall around your mind. Imagine that you, only you, can let your thoughts out. Lock them behind the wall.' AS the Hunter spoke, Harry envisioned everything he was saying. He opened his eyes to find that no time had passed, even though it seemed like it had taken an hour because of the mental strain. Malfoy walked through the door, locking eyes with Harry. 'He acts like he knows what's going on. At least one of us does. If we switched places right now, I probably wouldn't have a clue about what to do.' Harry realized that they had a connection still and checked his wall it was still in place.
Draco had to stifle a laugh. He could still tell what Potter was thinking. It was a talent he discovered when his father had locked him in the dungeon, after casting a spell that dulled the physical senses. I guess it's true when they say if a sense is taken away, another is heightened, Draco had thought at the time. Times after that, when his father would come for his training, he would draw into the dark of his mind, shutting off his senses to work on the mental abilities. Now he was at a point where, if he concentrated hard enough, he could see key parts of a persons past. Because of this, Draco knew Harry had erected a wall around his mind, and still knew what he was thinking. Draco stood next to Harry and looking at Professor Meiou said, "Shall I add in my two sense now?"
Draco says he keeping secrets from me! that's not good? How can I write about your devious ways if your keeping some bloody secret? Do you want me to sick Nicole on you? Nicole: hey, I should resent that! KNT: But you don't so what's the problem. Hey, who's idea was it for the cliffy? Nicole: Mine ^.~ KNT: okay.. (to readers) HEAR THAT? BLAME NICOLE FOR THESE CLIFFY'S! NOT ME! oh yeah, MALFOY (Lucius) BASHING! (Soon, maybe next chappie.)