Title: Memory
Author: Remus J. Lupin-Black
Rating: R
Genre:
Action/Adventure/Alternate Universe/Romance
Pairing(s): Harry/Luna,
Remus/Sirius, Ron/Hermione
Summary: In a world on the
verge of destruction, they will come together to save it.
Disclaimer: This story is
based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling,
various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books,
Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money
is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
Author's Note: A sort of
companion piece of Saishū Yume, Memory is to Final Fantasy X what
Saishū Yume is to Final Fantasy IX. This is an experiment of sorts.
It is short due to being a prologue and all, but I have hopes to
expand this to a novel length story. Feedback is all ways
appreciated.
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Prologue
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The sun was just beginning to set, staining the sky with pink and purple. It had been a long, day and they had finally reached their destination, building a fire at the base of a small rise. Ginny was seated nearest the fire, the light from the setting sun bounced off bright red hair, turning it bronze as she gazed at her feet, her elbows resting on her knees, hands hanging down between her legs.
Harry watched her for a moment, and then, realizing that she wasn't going to speak, looked to the others in the group. Hermione and Ron were seated side-by-side, deep in conversation, their words indecipherable. The small beads in the black mage's hair knocked together as she tilted her head slightly, the thin braids moving smoothly over her bare shoulder to hang over her chest. Ron's spiked orange hair and bright red and gold clothing contrasted heavily with Hermione's darker uniform, but as Ron gestures with his hand, it was clear that the two complemented each other.
Knowing he didn't fit in with them, he looked away from the pair and saw that Sirius was sitting just on the outskirt of the fire, his heavy blade buried in the sand near his feet. His head was bowed forward as well; a few loose strands of black hair hanging freely from the ponytail. As Harry watched him, he looked up, meeting Harry's eyes across the fire. Sirius nodded at Harry and smiled reassuringly at the Quidditch player.
There was something in the smile that the warrior gave him that made a bubble of emotion rise up in Harry's throat. He opened his mouth to say something, anything, but Sirius stood, and Harry fell silent as he watched the other man move further away from the fire toward the lone figure standing on the path, looking toward their destination. Remus.
Harry turned away from the two men as they spoke quietly. It was most likely about the new road they would be on and what sort of dangers they would run into. Nothing he was interested in. He knew his job and he would do it regardless of fiends and whatever the Ministry may think to throw at them.
He stood up finally, unable to remain sitting when so many thoughts kept running through his mind. Ginny did not look up and Ron and Hermione only spared him the briefest of looks before returning to their conversation.
Luna, sitting beside them, gazed at him, her knees tucked under her, staff resting across them. She watched him as he stretched and turned toward the rise, intent on climbing over it and perhaps seeing what lay beyond. He stopped at her side and looked down at her, smiling softly. She nodded and he placed a gloved hand on her shoulder. Her eyes closed and she bowed her head forward, blonde hair sliding across her shoulder as she accepted the gesture, accepted his silent apology.
Turning away from her, he dropped his hand back to his side and climbed up the side of the hill. He stood, squinting into the sunlight as he gazed out across the water. The quiet murmur of conversation and the crackle of the fire the only sound besides the gentle lapping of the water at his feet. Remus would remain on watch until they left and Sirius would be at his side until then. Ron and Hermione seemed content to sit quietly and talk and Ginny would do as she pleased. Harry glanced back at the group, his green eyes flitting over each of them and then landing on Luna, her long blonde hair falling easily down her back. He turned away and remembered everything that had brought them this far. He wanted those memories to stay and if he had to relive each and every one of them, he would.
