Hi, guys! Finally, my very first story! Yay! I have been a member of FFN for more than a year now, but never tried to write my own story. I would like to thank the talented writers, especially Eternal Cosmos, for their wonderful stories that had inspired me to explore my imagination further and finally share my literary musings with you.

I would appreciate your reviews very much. Please, don't shock me too much with your so-called negative or constructive comments. I hope that I wouldn't get too many flames from you.

Please, go easy on me—it's my first time to write, okay?

Oh yeah, this is a Serena – Harry pairing. For those who love this pairing so much, this one's for you, guys! Mamoru and the Sailor Senshis won't be in this story and will only be mentioned from to time. But some other people will join the drama and action … don't worry

So with no further ado, I present to you my first Sailor Moon – Harry Potter crossover. Friends, I present—"Memories of You." Hope you like it!

(KD) Keating's Disciple

"Talking"

'Thinking'

(Setting, Place)

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Sailor Moon or Harry Potter; they belong to Takeuchi Naoko and J.K. Rowling.

MEMORIES OF YOU
CHAPTER 1: Flash of Light

The sun's rays crowned the vast sky with majesty and grace, such of a noble king smiling down at his children and loyal subjects with loving warmth. Magical birds perched on trees flutter their wings like little cherubs, lacing the wind with their melodic hymns. Trees swayed with the gentle breeze in an enchanting dance, making the green, luscious leaves rustle amongst the branches.

Truly, it was a glorious day at Hogwarts.

Deafening shouts and cheers roused the air. Soaring, swimming scarlet and green seized the attention of the crowd. The milieu was pregnant with great expectation and excitement due to the fast rally of the game. Of course, nothing could have been more exciting than this—the Quidditch match between the two rival houses: Gryffindor versus Slytherin. Crimson robed Gryffindor team was ahead the green robed Slytherin players by one hundred fifty points.

It seemed like things couldn't had been better.

"Yes, folks! Things couldn't be more exciting than this! This very moment—as our beloved Gryffindors continue to beat the sleazy Slytherins with their broomsticks and bats … WITH … THE … SCORE … of 180 to 30! MY, OH MY, OH MY! I'm just so elated with the events; my WHOLE BODY is going haywire! I … I think my heart is going to BURST!" Lee Jordan commented merrily on the microphone, as he fervently watched the game.

Shouts and cheers of the audience, especially of Gryffindors, started to ring more loudly as they spotted Harry Potter whizzing his way across the pitch in pursuit of the Golden Snitch.

'I need to get that Snitch fast! Before Malfoy does!' Harry thought anxiously, peering over his shoulder to see a smirking Malfoy who was trailing behind him around 8 feet, wand secretly grasped by his right hand. "Not good if he overtakes me!" Harry said, turning his head back to the direction of the elusive Snitch.

"Harry, look out!" Hermione shouted from her tier, clutching her black robes against her chest, wishing that her friend would escape the maddening obstacles in the field.

Harry evaded quickly, zooming above his position a couple of feet to evade a Gryffindor chaser. Green eyes never leaving the Snitch, he rocketed himself further with more focus and determination, blurring unwanted images in his peripheral vision and blocking the buzzing sounds in his ears.

Because of this, Harry almost forgot about Malfoy who was really close behind him now. It was so close that Malfoy could almost reach the end of his Firebolt. Malfoy thought of speeding behind Harry to yank him down with a spell or two.

Too preoccupied in getting the Snitch, Harry vaguely noticed something fast approaching from his left. Then—

"AHHH!"

Two voices died amidst the screams of people. Harry and Draco shouted roughly in unison.

The eyes of the audience widened and their hearts skipped a beat when they saw that the two boys would seemingly fall to the ground.

The Bludger hit Malfoy on his left shoulder, causing him to swerve to the right and drop to the ground. Despite of the collision, he still remained seated on his broomstick. His left hand still grasped his broomstick tightly, as his right hand touched his throbbing left shoulder shakily.

From below, he could distantly see Crabbe pointing towards Goyle telling him that the latter was the one who hit the Bludger.

"Goyle, you DIMWIT! Of all the times you have to hit Potter with a bloody Bludger, you hit it when I was just behind him! Gaaahhh!" Malfoy shouted angrily at his fellow Slytherin.

From above, Goyle shivered fearfully as he watched Malfoy unceremoniously slumped on the ground. He couldn't hear what Malfoy was shouting and could only loosely see his fuming face and fiercely moving mouth.

Lee Jordan announced in glee, "WHOAH! That was a nasty fall for Malfoy! Lucky for Harry he was able to pull off that beautiful sloth grip roll saving his butt from that attack. Oh man, the angels must be watching over our hero here! Too bad Malfoy's angels don't like him too much! Or perhaps Malfoy doesn't have angels to watch his back! Hah!"

"SHUT UP, Jordan!" growled Malfoy as he tried to lift off the ground, berating himself for letting his plan of dragging Harry down backfire at him. "You'll pay for this, Potter!" And with that, he dashed off again in the air still wincing over his bruised shoulder, determined to get the Snitch at all costs.

Luckily, due to his fast reflexes, Harry had turned his broomstick upside down just seconds before the Bludger hit him. And because of this, Malfoy overtook him from above taking the hit of the Bludger instead. Malfoy was just too engrossed in trying to wrench Harry's broomstick that it was too late for him to avoid the fast flying Bludger struck by Goyle.

True, the heavens must be truly watching over Harry Potter, because in just few moments his life would definitely change—again.

After successfully doing the sloth grip roll, Harry dove further below Malfoy to gain a safer momentum. Taking advantage of Malfoy's fall, he turned back to his original position and looked for the Snitch. Once he spotted it again, he propelled himself further with renewed energy and determination, wanting this game to finally end.

'Whew, that was a close one!' thought Harry. 'Now I really need to get that Snitch before Malfoy catches up on me again!' He continued to chase the quivering golden ball, stretching his right arm forward, trying to reach it.

"Just a little more, closer … closer …" Harry whispered silently, beads of sweat gliding down his distraught face, desperately trying to reach the ball whirling in front of him dizzyingly.

His hand was just now about a foot away. He opened his right hand more and thrust it forward when suddenly—

A flash of light engulfed the sky and blinded Harry and the rest of the world.

It was a light that would linger in him forever.

Author's Notes:

So what do you think? Please, review, pretty please.

Reminders: Some things at Hogwarts and other places in the future will be changed, so don't be too surprised.