Author: Hey guys. Just wanted to let you know that this IS Yasumi Kaba/animegurl17 (I have no idea why I had two names. confusing _) so I'm not stealing someone's work or anything. Anyways, I like going back and re-reading some of the things I've written over the pass years and feeling good about that fact that I've gotten better (at least I think so..) Since I'm free during break, I thought I'd go back and edit this story since I didn't really like the way I wrote it with the grammatical errors, too many POV changes, lack of descriptions, etc. (I had a lot of flames because of those things and I don't blame them. It bugs me too). So here is the re-written and hopefully, better version. And if somehow past readers are reading this again, let me know what you think of the changes. All reviews are welcome! Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Card Captor Sakura or Harry Potter.
Chapter 1 – Convincing a Stubborn Onii-chan
-Kinomoto Residence-
Poke. Poke. "Sakura, if you don't wake up soon you're going to be late for school," said what seems to be a flying stuffed animal with wings. He glanced at the clock. "Again." He tried poking harder.
"Mmm. Just 5 more minutes," came the muffled reply as she swatted the prodding hands away.
"But that's what you said 5 minutes ago! It's already 7:50!" the stuffed animal said as he threw his tiny yellow arms up, exasperated.
At this, the young brunette quickly sat up and scrambled for the Hello Kitty clock next to her bedside. "HOOEEE! I'M GOING TO BE LATE!" She dashed out of bed and tried to get out of her pink pajamas and into her uniform at the same time.
"Why didn't you wake me up earlier Kero?" Sakura yelled at the stuffed animal, running back and forth brushing her hair, teeth, and pulling on her socks. Before he could answer, she was already out the door.
She rushed down the stairs and in her hurry, tripped. BAM BAM BAM. She landed face down in a kneeling position with her butt in the air and swirly eyes.
"Good morning Sakura" Fujitaka greeted, already used to the sight of his daughter at the bottom of the stairs.
"At this rate, the Kaijuu's going to make the house collapse," Touya commented, flipping to the next page of the newspaper and taking a bite of the toast in his hand. By this time, Sakura had already recovered from the fall and was next to him in a split second. Knowing what was to come, he tried to avoid it but was too slow. Sakura stomped. Hard.
"ITAIIII!" The toast that he had just took a bite of fell out of his mouth and onto the floor as he hopped up and down, his injured foot in his hands.
"Humph. That's what you get for always calling me that," said Sakura as she poured herself a glass of milk. As she gulped it down, she saw the clock. It read 8:10. Her emerald eyes widened and she choked on the remainder of the milk that had yet to make the way down her throat.
"Sakura, you have 5 minutes until..."
"HOOEEE! I FORGOT!"
She hurriedly grabbed her backpack and rushed out the door.
"...the school bell rings," Fujitaka finished.
-Tomeodo High School-
"GOMEN NASAI, SENSEI!" yelled Sakura as she slammed the screen doors to class 3-A open. Everyone turned their heads, staring at the teen. She was bent over, panting, with one hand on the side of the door and the other on her knee for support. Her mid-waist brunette hair was messy and her uniform was in disarray.
"It's already your second time this week, Kinomoto and it's only Tuesday. If you're late one more time this week, you're going to get detention. Now go to your seat and don't disturb the class any more than you already have." The class snickered. Sakura blushed and straightened, scratching the back of her head as she walked to the back of the class, embarrassed.
"Woke up late again, Sakura?" a violet-eyed girl asked as Sakura took the window seat next to hers. Her hair was also violet, mid-length and braided to the side. She shot Sakura an amused look when Sakura slumped down into her seat, resting her head on the desk with her face turned towards the girl.
"Yeah," she whispered back quietly.
"Ms. Kinomoto, do you have something to share with the class?" The class turned their heads to her once again.
"No sir!" Sakura replied, bolting up from her slumped position.
"Then will you kindly pay attention and stop with your disruptions!" Giggles and whispers could be heard at the reprimand.
"Yes sir," she replied as her face turned red. She slowly sunk to the bottom of her seat, wanting to disappear.
-At Lunch-
BBBRRRNNNNNGGG! Came the bell, signaling the beginning of lunch.
"And we'll continue on with finding the area under a curve after lunch," said the teacher. Shuffling and scraping of chairs could be heard as everyone started making their way to their lunch time destinations.
Sakura stretched in her chair, tired from the confusing lesson in calculus. When am I ever going to need to use this in life anyways? She thought as she rolled her head, wincing as she hit a knot. Whoever invented math must've been a sadist. She looked at the whiteboard, still filled with the lesson's information. Yup. Definitely a sadist.
"Let's eat Sakura," said the violet-haired girl from before, pulling Sakura away from her thoughts. She took a bento out from her desk and turned to face Sakura.
"Okay!" Sakura replied, beaming a smile at her best friend. She grabbed her lunch and they headed out to the field towards the cherry blossom tree. As they sat down under the tree the girl said, "Sorry for getting you into trouble earlier Sakura."
"It's ok. It wasn't your fault Tomoyo. Sensei's just mad 'cause I'm always late," she smiled, placing her lunch on her lap and pulling her chopsticks out. Tomoyo giggled and did the same.
"You can never break that habit, can you?" she asked.
"Nope!" came the cheerful reply.
They looked at each other and giggled. Clapping their hands together, they said brightly, "Itadakimasu!"
As they ate, Tomoyo chatted away. Sakura threw in a comment now and again but she wasn't really paying attention. Her mind began to wander as Tomoyo started talking about just how kawaii Sakura would look in her newest inventions. Her eyes made their way to the soccer field, reminding Sakura of a young amber-eyed boy. Syaoran. If he were here, I bet he'd be on the soccer team. Then I could cheer for him whenever he had a game, she thought. Why isn't he back yet? He promised he'd come back but it's already been 5 years. Could it be that he's forgotten about me? At the thought, her eyes widened. Iie, it can't be. Syaoran would never break a promise. Ever! He'll definitely come back. She shook her head from side to side with conviction, trying to rid herself of the possibility that he would never return.
Seeing this, Tomoyo stopped her rant and asked, "Sakura? What's wrong? Do you not like the outfit?"
Sakura snapped her attention back to Tomoyo. "Huh? Iie, gomen. I was thinking about something else just now."
"Iie, it's okay." Tomoyo peered at Sakura, noticing her sudden saddened features.
"Were you thinking about Li-kun?" she asked.
Sakura glanced at her, surprised. "How did you know?"
"He's the only one that ever got you that sad," her eyes softened as she said this. She moved her lunch from her lap to the grass and stood up, taking a few steps toward Sakura. When she was only a foot away, she knelt, wrapping her arms around Sakura.
"Do you miss him?" she asked.
"Hai. More than I thought," she murmured.
"He'll definitely come back and when he does, you'll knock his socks off with your kaiwaiiness, comforted Tomoyo. She pulled back from the hug and gave Sakura a comforting smile. They looked at each other and giggled. When they stopped, Sakura said, "Arigatou Tomoyo. You're always here for me whenever I needed it."
"No problem! What're best friends for?" Tomoyo smiled as she got up, moving back to her original position.
"Now let's go back to talking about the outfit I made you. You can come over today to try it on! Oh I just can't wait to see how it looks on you!" she squealed. At this, Sakura sweat dropped and shook her head. Tomoyo will always be Tomoyo. She picked up her chopsticks and continued with her lunch. Looking up at the sky, she thought, Zettai Daijoubu. Ne Syaoran?
-After School-
"Hey Sakura. Ready to go try on some outfits?" Tomoyo's eyes gleamed. "You're going to look so kawaii in it! HOHOHOHO!" she laughed, her right hand placed to the left side of her face, palm out, as she did so. Sakura just sweat dropped at her friend.
"Ok. Let's go Tomoyo," Sakura said. As they headed out the school building, a bird suddenly swooped down and dropped something into Sakura's hands.
"Hoe? What's this?" Sakura asked.
"That's weird. What's an owl doing in broad daylight delivering letters?" Tomoyo wondered.
"I don't know. But let's see what this letter says. It has a weird address on it," said Sakura. And indeed it was a strange letter. On the front part of the envelope, it said:
To Sakura Kinomoto
1st St & Cherry Road
Heading Towards Daidouji Mansion
The girls looked at each other, wondering what the content of this strange letter could be. Turning it over, Sakura broke the red wick phoenix seal and read it out loud:
HOGWARTS SCHOOL OF WITCHCRAFT AND WIZARDRY
Dear Ms. Kinomoto,
I would like to welcome you to Hogwarts, school of witchcraft and wizardry. I'm hereby extending an invitation to you to teach at this school. You are more than qualified with your level of magic and we would be honored to have you here. The subject you will be teaching is Defense Against the Dark Arts. Since this will be your first time teaching, you will be sharing this position with the professor who taught this class last year. You may be wondering why we would need another professor when the last one has yet to leave. The teaching position is just a cover up and the real reason is too complicated and highly confidential. I fear of having this letter intercepted so therefore, will answer all questions once we meet face-to-face. But know this: we are in dire need of your help. It would mean a great deal to us if you would aid us in our time of need. You may also bring a few friends if you would so like since it may be hard to come to a foreign country all by yourself. The train leaves England at King Cross station from Platform 9 ¾ at 11:00 AM sharp on August 20th. I hope to see you then.
Albus Dumboldoore
Headmaster of Hogwarts
The girls stared at each other, shocked. Tomoyo was the first to break the silence. "Do you think this is real?"
".. I think so. I mean, how else would they know that I have magic?" was the reply.
"That's true.. well, are you going to go Sakura?" Tomoyo asked.
"I-I don't know. But if they really need my help, of course I'll go," she replied.
"I guess this means that we won't see each other much during this year," Tomoyo said sadly. Sakura looked up, "Of course not! Look here! This Dumbuldore guy said I can bring some friends along."
Tomoyo brightened, cheered at the thought. "That's right! Oh this is so exciting! I'm going to have so much fun making new clothes for you to wear for this new adventure!" Sakura sweat dropped at her friend's sudden change in behavior.
Bring her attention back to the letter, Sakura sighed. "I'm just worried about Touya."
"I'm sure your dad will convince him somehow. I mean, the Dumbuldore guy did say that he's in dire need of your help," Tomoyo said trying to sound convincing.
"Hopefully that's enough to convince him, though I highly doubt it" Sakura sighed.
-Somewhere in China-
Whoosh. Whoosh. Whoosh. The swift movements of a sword could be heard as the young teen swung it. He moved quickly and steadily through the routine, never missing a beat. His eyes were narrowed in concentration and sweat dribbled down the side of his face. He was so concentrated that he didn't notice a girl heading towards him.
"Xiao Lang," said the girl when she reached him. He ignored her, continuing on with his practice.
"Xiao Lang! XIAO LANG!" yelled the girl, obviously frustrated. At this point, she had her hands planted at her hips and her ruby eyes were narrowed into a scowl.
"What?" came his irritated reply when his ignoring method did not work. He had a worse scowl on his face as he turned towards the girl. The girl smiled, having gotten his attention.
When he got no answer, he scowled harder. "What do you want Meiling? I have better things to do if you're not going to answer." At this, a frown appeared on her face.
"This is what I get for being nice," she said as she pulled out an envelope. The boy just rolled his eyes.
"What do you want Meiling?" he repeated.
"Here, this just came for you. It's from Dumbuldore." She handed the envelope over. He took the envelope and turned it over. He tore the seal and scanned the content of the letter:
Dear Li-san,
I know this may be short notice but I hope that you'll be willing to come back to Hogwarts early. I have enlisted further help to aide you in your mission. She will be sharing the same teaching position as you and needs to know the way around Hogwarts. It is urgent that you be here as we will be discussing your mission. Please arrive by August 20th. As such, I hope that you will show her around and this will also give the two of you some time to plan your lessons.
Albus Dumbuldore
Syaoran looked shocked as he finished reading the letter. Seeing his reaction, Meiling peered over his shoulder and read it.
When she finished, she asked, "What's so bad about sharing your teaching position?"
Syaoran snapped out of his shocked state and looked at her incredulously. He threw up his hands and answered, "I don't need to share my position. And I'm strong enough to look after Potter on my own! Now I'm going to have to take care of Potter and extra baggage."
"Hey, you never know. Maybe the person's Sakura. He did mention that the person's a she," Meiling piped. This made Syaoran stop in the middle of his rant as he slowly took in this new idea. Maybe Meiling's right. I mean, who else is strong enough to protect Potter from Voldemort? At this thought, he a smile slowly made its way across his face. I hope it's her. That way, I can see my Cherry Blossom again. I bet she looks more beautiful than the last time I saw her. It's because of this stupid mission that I couldn't keep my promise to her. Will she forgive me? Will she even remember me? Maybe she already forgot about me and found herself someone new. As his thoughts continued, his smile slowly faded from his face.
"I guess we'll be going early this year," Meiling continued. This snapped Syaoran out of his train of thoughts as he heard Meiling continue to speak.
"Yeah. We better get packing," Syaoran replied. They turned and started to walk to the house, but his last thoughts were still running through his head. She promised to wait. What if she really doesn't remember me anymore? What'll I do? Syaoran paused. Iie, Sakura would never break a promise. Zettai Daijoubu. Ne, Sakura?
-Later at the Kinomoto Residence-
"Onii-chan! I'm home!" Sakura shouted.
"Hey kaijuu," Touya greeted, voice coming from the kitchen.
Sakura quickly made her way over to him and stomped on his foot, shouting, "Kaijuu ja nai!"
"ITAIIII!" Touya screamed as he held his foot and hopped around the room in pain.
"And this is exactly why you're a kaijuu," Touya said once the pain stopped.
"Why you –" Sakura had her right hand, a vein popping out on her head and on her fisted hand.
"Touya. Sakura. I'm home," came Fujitaka's voice from the house entrance. Both siblings stopped their bickering and turned towards their father.
"Welcome home, 'tou-san," Sakura beamed, already forgetting about Touya's earlier comment.
"SAKURA! YOU FORGOT ALL ABOUT ME! I PRACTICALLY STARVED TO DEATH SINCE YOU GUYS HID ALL OF THE FOOD FROM ME!" came a sudden yell.
The three Kinomotos turned towards the source of the voice and saw Kero flying down the stairs with tears streaming out of his eyes. He stopped in front of them, sniffling, giving them a sad puppy-dog face. The three sweat dropped at the sight.
"I'll give you extra pudding after dinner okay?" said Sakura. Kero immediately brightened, tears forgotten.
"YES! And it better be chocolate too!" He yelled, pumping his paws in the air.
"Pig," Touya said, crossing his arms. Kero turned and flew to him, chomping on his hand.
"ITAIII!" he screamed, flinging his arm around trying to get Kero to let go.
"Hai, hai. Now let's go eat. I'm starving," Fujitaka said, trying to calm the two down. At the word eat, Kero stopped and flew over to the table.
"What're you guys waiting for? Let's eat! I'm starving!" Sitting on top of the table, he had a knife and fork already in his hands. The three shook their heads as they headed towards the table.
They sat down and started eating. Kero was trying to get everything he could see into his stomach and doing a great job of it.
After a while Sakura said, "I got this strange letter today. I don't have the details right now because the person that sent it didn't want the letter to fall into the wrong hands. It's from a place called Hogwarts, a school for witchcraft and wizardry. It says that I'll be working as a professor there, but the real task that they want me to do is something else. Only thing is, the school's in England. Have you ever heard about them Kero?"
Kero stopped stuffing his face long enough to answer, "Can't say I have. But it's very possible that they're real. After all, you and Clow Reed and the brat couldn't have been the only ones to have magic. If they're witches or wizards or whatever they are, it probably just means that they have a different kind of magic than your sorcery magic."
"Hmm. What'd you think 'tou-san? Can I go?" Sakura asked, turning to her father.
"OF COURSE YOU CAN'T GO!" yelled an outrage Touya. "WHO'S GOING TO PROTECT YOU? WHAT IF YOU GETS HURT? WHAT IF-"
"Well if they know that you have magic and say that they need help, the least you can do is check it out," Fujitaka said after a moment of considering, cutting Touya off of his tantrum.
"Really? Arigatou 'tou-san!" Sakura said, giving her father a tight hug.
"What? B-bu-but" Touya sputtered out.
"She's going to be just fine. Your sister is strong enough to protect herself," Fujitaka assured. It took a bit more of convincing, but Touya finally grudgingly agreed that she could go, with the ultimatum that she would have to write once every week. She would also have to take Kero and Yue with her.
Hit the review button and let me know what you think. I'll edit as fast as possible, but it's taking me a longer time than I thought it would. I'll try to update at least once a week. And if any of the past readers are wondering why this story isn't under animegurl17, it's because I forgot the email and password that I used (it's been like.. 6 years). Anyways, hope u liked the edited version more than the original. I know I do.
~YASUMI KABA