Onmyōji & Sailor Moon

Chapter III -Jūban Municipal Junior High School-

Ner words in this chapter: 4,102

"Talking Japanese"

[Talking English]

'Thinking'

{Talking on the phone/fireplace/two-way-mirror}

{Text message}

–Parseltongue–

Thinking in 3rd person POV/Dream/Memory/Flashback/Others

Letter /Journal/Book/Newspaper

Time change/Date of time

Change of POV

Chapter III

–Jūban Municipal Junior High School–

Monday, 27 March 1995

HJP's POV

Harry slept on a futon on the floor of Shingo's room, Tommy sleeping on his playpen cot that Harry had brought along the other week. The three got up early no problem, Harry letting Tommy enter Usagi's room and crawl all the way to the girl's bed with a mischievous gleam on his eyes. In no time the two could hear the girl's shout. She came down not long later (as Harry helped Mrs Tsukino set up breakfast) with a smug Tommy being held under the armpits from behind, her hair for the first-time wasn't tied up and she was in PJs with a deranged look.

"I'm sorry, did he wake you up?"

"Yes." The female snarled.

"Good." Mrs Tsukino agreed and picked Tommy from her daughter. "Now I know what to use when waking you up every morning. Go get ready as I set up breakfast."

Usagi groaned and run up the stairs. Harry finished setting up the table and nodded at Mr Tsukino when he joined the family at the dining table. Harry felt like he and Tommy were imposing on this family moment. Like...

"May I ask why Kateikyōshis, Harry-san?"

"The new language barrier besides the learning how to handle my family states. My" [grandfather...] "was the owner of a big company that my" [father] "almost let go to ruins. And I believe I have some type of important lineage? I'm still learning, sorry."

Mr Tsukino nodded.

"Do you have an accountant and an attorney?"

"I've an" [Account Manager?] Harry offered uncertain as Usagi joined at the table.

"That's an Accountant." Mr Tsukino agreed and Harry hummed. "Is he here in Japan or back in England taking care of the family state?"

"He just takes care of my accounts." Harry argued confused.

"Do you have any way of contacting him, Harry-san?" The Muggle asked and Harry nodded. "Then call him after breakfast. Hopefully won't be a bad time in his time zone."

Blushing, Harry ate his breakfast. After the children and Mr Tsukino left with the usual departing lines, Harry climbed with Luna to Shingo's room and picked his two-way-mirror. He sat by the desktop.

{[Griphook!]}

Didn't take long for the Goblin's face to show up on the other side.

{[Lord Potter, put some distance between your face and the mirror or I will be forced to count every single hair that is inside your nose.]} Harry turned deep red and set the mirror on the desktop to keep some distance. Griphook nodded from his side of the mirror. {[Better. Now what seems to be the problem?]}