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Mansion
Disclaimer: WE DO NOT OWN CARD CAPTOR SAKURA OR HARRY POTTER!!!!!! Although... Rei wishes she owned Ron Weasley, and MG wishes she owned Syaoran Li... :sigh: if only, if only...
Chapter 2: Arrivals and Departures
Hermione sat on her chair, in her room, staring out at the silent driveway, waiting for her dad to come home. It was 7:00 p.m., and she knew fairly well that her dad wouldn't be back for about another two hours, but nonetheless she still sat there and waited. She gave a slight sigh as she closed her eyes for a little nap when she suddenly heard an extremely loud racket downstairs, and then the scream of her mum. She hurriedly got up from her seat and dashed down the stairs, skipping two at a time.
"MUM?!" Hermione screamed as she finally reached her mum. "Are you ok?" she asked as she huffed and puffed and then turned her attention towards the fire place and her eyes followed the trail of dust to where her couch used to be, to only see that it wasn't there in the exact spot anymore, but found a sooty Ronald Weasley lying down, face first, with a suitcase in hand.
She gave a sigh of relief; she had thought someone had broken into her house.
"Ron! You scared the heck out of me!" Hermione screamed as her mom patted her back and gave her an 'I'll let you talk to your friend alone' look.
"Well, it's a bloody horrible place to put a coffee table here!" Ron shouted as he took the hand Hermione offered to help him up.
"Well, sooorry, it is a stupid thing to trip over the bloody thing. Where do you want me to put it? The roof?" Hermione mocked.
"Whatever," Ron said brushing some soot from his jeans, "well, I'm here, and sorry that I didn't send a letter to you. Hedwig refused to go. I was wondering why she wouldn't, and then at, like, the middle of today, I figured out that it was 'cause I hadn't given her any water yet. And after I did she fell asleep. I tried using the family owl, but it flew into the window again...."
"Ok ... when is your family planning on getting a new owl Ron?" Hermione asked as she motioned for Ron to help her with moving the couches.
"Well, I highly doubt that we will be anytime soon.... Why are we moving the couches?" he asked as he stopped and looked at her.
"Well, because this is where you and Harry will sleep," Hermione declared.
"Speaking of Harry.... Where is he anyway?" Ron asked a little nervous.
"He hasn't arrived yet. He's coming soon, my dad is picking him up when he comes home from work," Hermione explained.
"Oh..." Ron said, now finished moving the couches to where Hermione wanted them to be.
"Hey, lets go outside to my backyard, its way too hot in here," Hermione said, then she started to run towards the door that would lead out to the back. Ron followed.
Hermione got on one of the swings in her backyard. Ron got on the one next to hers.
She started swinging and closed her eyes. She loved the feeling of the summer night breeze on her face. Ron watched her swinging freely for a while and smiled, and then he joined in.
Hermione opened her eyes and looked at her watch. Her jaw dropped open when she saw it was already 8:45. She quickly jumped off the swing and called to Ron, "Come on!"
"Come on, what?" Ron said while pushing his shoe down against the ground to slow down the swing.
"My father should be coming home about now!" Hermione said.
Ron looked at his watch and said, "Blimey! Is it really that late?" He hopped off the swing and walked next to Hermione.
"Yeah, come on!" she said and ran into the house. 'I feel like a little kid,' she thought as she held the door open for Ron. The two heard garage door opening just as they got to the living room.
Hermione's father walked through the door leading from the garage followed by an emerald eyed, black haired boy.
"Harry!" Hermione called and gave him a friendly hug.
"Hi Mione," he replied.
"Good to see you mate!" Ron said as he waved to him.
"Hermione, Ron, why don't you help Harry out with his trunk?" Mr. Granger said to Hermione and Ron.
"All right," they nodded in unison.
Hermione led the way outside and opened the driver's side door of the car. She pressed the button that opened the trunk of the car and shut the door. Ron walked to the back alongside Harry.
"How have those Muggles been treating you?" Ron asked Harry.
"Fine, fine," Harry said as he, Hermione, and Ron lifted the trunk from out of the car. The trio slowly shuffled from the garage to the living room.
"What's in here, Harry? Rocks?" Ron grunted as he dropped the heavy trunk next to the fireplace.
"No...just clothes and homework," Harry told him.
"And what textbooks did you bring? Every single one since our first year?" Ron said sarcastically.
"Ha ha," Harry said slowly and sarcastically then turned to Hermione and said, "Can we see your room?"
"Sure," Hermione replied quickly and walked up her stairs. She opened the door to her room and the boys looked around curiously.
Ron pointed to the bookshelf and said, "I really expected that." Harry and Hermione laughed.
"Thanks a lot," Hermione said and sat on her trunk.
"Who's Usher?" Ron pointed at a poster that had the name 'Usher' scrawled across the top and an autograph next to the name.
"Muggle singer. He's EXTREMELY popular," Hermione said and walked over to her CD rack and boom box. She took out a CD case labeled "Usher Confessions" on the side, opened it, and then put the CD in the boom box. She then pressed a few buttons and the song "Confessions Pt. 2" played.
After the song finished Ron said, "Not bad. But what a weird thing for a song to be about."
"So what!" Hermione snapped and sat down on her bed. She was a big fan of Usher's. (A/n Ha ha! I own that CD! Lol- Rei)
"Jeez, temper temper," Ron said and sat on Hermione's trunk.
Harry walked over to Hermione's bookshelf to notice it was in alphabetical order by the titles of the books. He picked out one book, Dracula, and said, "Hey, I've heard of this book. Dudley was watching the movie of it recently."
"Yeah, I saw that," Hermione told him, "the book is much better though."
Harry flipped through the book to see the pages were well worn. He assumed that Hermione was the one to have worn it out. He put the book back in the correct place on the shelf and sat next to Hermione.
"So tell us about this old teacher of yours and how she knows about magic," Harry said curiously.
"Well..." Hermione started while placing her fingertips together, "she was my fourth and fifth grade teacher. She became friends with Mum and Dad and she was extremely nice. Every once in a while she would come by and have dinner here. She's Japanese and always tells me about when she used to live there. She really makes me want to visit Japan. I guess her and my parents have been keeping in contact while we were at Hogwarts.
"I really have absolutely NO idea how she knows about magic. When my family told her that I was going away for school, she actually asked if it was to a magic school. And that really surprised me. When I asked how she knew she just smiled and said 'I have my ways.' It's been a while since I've seen her but I have been sending her letters regularly. That's why she invited me."
When she had finished she looked at Harry and Ron, both of whom had blank expressions. She couldn't help but smile, they both looked so funny!
"Alright..." Ron said oddly, "at least we know we're not gonna be staying at some murderers home."
"Oh, and she also said something about some of her other former students will be staying at the same time as us and she wants us to meet them. She said they're really sweet and only a year younger than us," Hermione added.
"Okay," Harry said then looked at Hermione's alarm clock time "Wow! Is it already ten o'clock?"
Hermione and Ron glanced at their own watches and said in unison, "Whoa!"
Hermione stood up from her bed and walked down the stairs with Ron and Harry following. She rummaged through the back of a closet and took out two cots.
"What are those?" Ron asked pointedly.
"Cots," she replied, "It's what you two will be sleeping on." Hermione handed one of the folding beds to Ron and walked into the living room and unfolded one of the cots in the space Ron and her had cleared out when he came. Ron had already copied her and was looking at the beds questioningly.
"Hold on," she said and ran up the stairs again. Harry and Ron looked at each other with raised eyebrows and several moments later Hermione came stumbling down the stairs with sheets and pillows stacked above her head. Ron came running over to her and took half the stack from her saying, "You could get hurt doing that!"
Hermione blushed and carried what remained of her stack and placed it on top of one of the cots. Ron placed his stack on the other. Hermione started laying out the sheets and pillows as if making a bed. The flimsy excuse for a mattress didn't look that bad when she was done. Ron copied what she had done and both looked almost exactly alike.
"Okay, now if you get hungry at night, help yourself to anything in the cabinet...but don't get too much. There are glasses in the dishwasher and water in the fridge if you get thirsty and breakfast will be at 8:30," Hermione explained, pointing at the things she was talking about as she spoke, "and... I guess that's it. Good night you guys!"
"'Night Mione," they both said as Hermione flew up the stairs.
"Well," Ron yawned, "Night Harry." Ron climbed into one of the beds and immediately fell asleep. Harry crawled into the other cot and fell asleep after ten minutes.
It was probably about 7:37 when Hermione woke up. She took a pair of comfortable blue jeans, a black T-shirt, socks, underwear and a bra from her closet and drawers. She walked to the bathroom groggily and opened the door. She locked it behind her and brushed her teeth. She put her clothes on the floor took a shower. After changing and cleaning her ears with Q-tips she stepped out of the bathroom while drying her hair with a towel. She walked to her room, took a hairbrush and violently pulled it through her hair. She left the towel on her bed and continued to brush her hair while walking down the stairs. She found Ron still sleeping and Harry staring at the ceiling.
"Good morning Harry," Hermione said softly, not wanting to wake Ron because of the fact that he was adorable when he was asleep. His hair was ruffled and fell over his eyes nicely and he had a bit of drool on his chin.
Harry sat up and got out of the cot saying, "Morning Hermione." He then looked at Ron and chuckled, "Didn't notice he drooled in his sleep."
Hermione couldn't help but giggle a little.
"Umm, Hermione, where's the shower?" he asked shyly.
"Oh, right," Hermione said and blushed slightly. While pointing up the stairs she told him, "Up the stairs, second room to your left. I'll get you some fresh towels." Hermione rushed up the stairs as Harry took some clothes from his trunk and walked up the stairs to where Hermione said the shower was. Hermione handed him a towel than walked down the stairs and allowed him to bathe in peace. He was a smart guy; he could figure the water for himself.
Hermione sat on Harry's cot and turned on the TV with the remote.
Hermione walked over and sat down next to the drooling Ron, and thought 'I should wake him up now... but how...' A mischevious grin spread across her face.
"Oh, Ron! Let me wipe the dirt of your nose," Hermione said, trying her best to sound like Ron's mum.
"No mother!" Ron said as he moved his hand groggily and wiped an invisible speck of dirt off his nose.
"Aww...now, if you don't want mummy to wipe it off, then you should be responsible enough to...WAKE UP ON YOUR OWN!!!" She shouted the last part really loud in his ears.
"AAAAH!!" Ron screamed and rolled off his cot
"What?" Hermione said.
"You...how...when?" Ron stuttered shakily with wide eyes.
"Harry's taking a shower. I just sat here to watch TV a couple minutes ago," she said raising an eyebrow.
"Oh..." he breathed, "right...." Hermione rolled her chestnut eyes and sat back on the cot while turning her head back towards the television. Ron gulped and sat back on his bed while rubbing his eyes. Hermione held back great bursts of laughter and instead let out a long giggle rush.
When Harry came down when he was done with his shower, Ron took one. They ate breakfast quietly. After breakfast, Hermione curled onto one of the couches and started to read a book. While Ron marveled at the wonders of a Muggle home, Harry watched the TV. It was around ten o'clock when Hermione closed her book and placed it on the couch.
"Okay, we need to move the couches again," she said to Harry and Ron. Harry nodded and turned off the TV while Ron walked away from the toaster in the kitchen. After Harry folded up the cots the trio pushed the couches back in place. Just as they finished, there was a knock on the door. Hermione quickly walked to the door and opened it.
"Ms. Mackenzie!" she squealed and hugged the teacher. Ron and Harry curiously poked their heads over to see Hermione releasing Ms. Mackenzie.
"Oh, you two must be Harry and Ron," she said to the boys behind Hermione. She held out her hand and Ron was the first to shake it.
"I've heard so much about you two," she said sweetly giving a wide smile.
"I'll get Mum and Dad," Hermione said and ran up the stairs and came back a few seconds later with her parents following.
"Layla!" Mrs. Granger cried and hugged Ms. Mackenzie.
"Not to be rude, but we have to rush a bit. Some of my other former students are in the van," Ms. Mackenzie said while pointing her thumb towards the black van in the Granger's driveway.
"Of course, of course," Mr. Granger said and Hermione ran up the stairs and dragged her trunk down the steps slowly. Ron placed his suitcase on top of Harry's trunk and the two worked together in carrying the heavy cases to the back of the van. Hermione soon came into the doorway dragging her trunk and Ron quickly ran over to help her bring it over to the car. Ms. Mackenzie smiled and thought, 'How sweet.'
Hermione ran back to her house and gave her parents a final hug and Harry noticed the black backpack she had on.
"Thank you for having us!" Harry called to them and stepped into the van after Ron and Hermione. They sat in the second row and the moment they had stepped into the van, all three of them noticed the back row of seats were full with three Japanese kids. Two were girls, and the last was a boy who looked at the trio expressionless.
One of the girls politely held out her hand to them and said in a sweet voice, "Hello! I'm Sakura Kinomoto, this is Tomoyo Daidouji, and that boy is Syaoran Li. Who are you three?"
Hermione was first to shake the girls hand, "Hi, I'm Hermione Granger. The red head is Ron Weasley and the boy with glasses over there," Hermione nodded her head past Ron to Harry, "is Harry Potter." Hermione shook Tomoyo's hand next. The boy didn't hold out his hand.
"Where do you guys live?" Harry asked after shaking Sakura and Tomoyo's hands.
"Japan," Syaoran said.
"Wow!" Hermione said, suddenly intrigued. The van had already started moving.
"Yeah, we flew in and Ms. Mackenzie and Eriol-kun picked us up from the air port," Sakura said.
"Eriol-kun?" Ron asked and turned to the front seat as a boy probably as young as Sakura and the others waved to them. He had jet-black hair and glasses, much like Harry's.
"Oh, hello! Nice to meet you," Hermione said nicely and shook his hand politely.
"Nice to meet you too," said Eriol.
"Potter-san, how did you get that scar on your forehead?" Sakura asked while smiling.
'Uh-oh,' all three of them thought.
"Err..." Harry decided he'd use the story the Dursleys have been using for the first eleven years of his life, "In a car crash.... That...err... killed my mum and dad."
"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that," Tomoyo said.
"Oh, it's okay. They died when I was still a baby so I didn't really know them," Harry said giving a slight smile.
"I know how that feels. My mom died when I was just three but my brother Touya used to tell me when my mom came checking up on us," Sakura said sadly.
"So what's it like in Japan?" Hermione asked.
The rest of the car ride went along smoothly. The two trios were asking each other questions for the whole car ride until Ms. Mackenzie called to the back of the van, "We've arrived!"
When the car stopped moving, Harry opened the van door. When they all got out of the vehicle, Hermione, Harry, and Ron gasped. The house was HUGE. It looked as if the land area covered anything from one mile to one acre! Hermione gaped at the structure and all this trio could say aloud was, "WOW!"
Ms. Mackenzie opened the back of the van and all the kids walked over to get their own things. Syaoran helped Hermione with her trunk this time; he had the kind of suitcase that had wheels so you could roll it.
"Thanks," Hermione said when she put the trunk down in the huge living room.
"Don't mention it," Syaoran told her. Eriol and Ms. Mackenzie showed the kids to their rooms. All the kids' rooms were exactly the same except for the colors and were in one long hallway. There was a connected bathroom between the rooms, but not between all of them, just so there were three bathrooms between the six rooms. Ron and Hermione's rooms were connected, Sakura and Harry's rooms were connected, and Tomoyo and Syaoran's rooms were connected. They all thought it was a bit weird the order was boy, girl, boy, girl.
"Oh my god! This room is absolutely beautiful!" Hermione said while marveling at the room.
It was a fairly large room. The bed was probably queen-sized and the sheets were a soft, shimmery, and yet cottony fabric that none of them had ever felt before. The color of everything in Hermione's room was a soft blue, even the nightstands and TV. Hermione pushed her trunk to the foot of the queen-sized bed.
Hermione closed the door behind herself and watched the others marvel at their own rooms. Sakura's room was a cotton candy pink, Syaoran's was a grass green, Ron's was maroon, Harry's was a dark, bloody red, and Tomoyo's room was lavender. They all only put their things at the foot of their bed when Ms. Mackenzie told them all, "Okay, lunch is ready."
Ron glanced at his watch and noticed the time was 12:48.
"Excellent! I'm starving," Harry said.
The lunch consisted of sushi, rice, and iced tea. It was delicious, Harry and Ron enjoyed the new taste of Japanese cuisine. The Dursleys and the Weasleys never bought Japanese food, but Hermione's family often went out to eat at restaurants. When lunch was finished and they had all thanked Akizuki for the wonderful meal, they all sat in the living room and talked.
"So, Ron-kun, do you have any siblings?" Tomoyo asked.
Ron chuckled and said, "Oooh yeah. Lets see...." Ron started to count his siblings off his fingers, "There's my oldest brothers Bill and Charlie. Then Percy, and Fred and George. Fred and George are twins; they're opening a joke shop. Then there's my little sister Ginny."
Sakura counted all the names with her fingers muttering under her breath, "One, Bill, two, Charlie, three, Percy, four, Fred, five, George, six, you, and seven Ginny." Her eyes then widened with shock and she cried in disbelief, "Your one of SEVEN kids?!"
"Yeah. But Bill and Charlie don't live in the house anymore. And we're usually away at Hog—"Ron was cut off by a sharp jab in the rib by Hermione. "Ow!" he howled and held his side. Hermione gave a sweet smile at the bewildered look on Syaoran, Sakura, and Tomoyo's faces.
Ms. Mackenzie walked in just the moment Ron was about to mention Hogwarts to the others and told Hermione while patting her shoulder, "Don't worry dear, they already know about magic."
Harry, Hermione, and Ron's eyes widened while Syaoran, Tomoyo, and Sakura all raised an eyebrow. Ms. Mackenzie left the room.
"You guys know about magic!?" they all cried at the same time.
"Yeah!" they all cried again.
"How do you guys know about it?" Syaoran asked.
"We're wizards," Ron said.
Hermione let out an Umbridge-like "A-hem hem." Harry twitched and Ron added, "and a witch."
"So what about you guys?" Harry asked.
Sakura took the Fly card from one of her pockets and held out her necklace. "They're called Clow Cards. They were created by Clow Reed, Eriol-kun is actually his reincarnation," Sakura explained.
"Clow Cards?" Ron said as he raised an eyebrow questioningly.
"Just watch," Sakura said and stood up and closed her eyes and said, "Key concealing the power of the stars, Reveal thy true form before me, By our contract, I, Sakura command you! RELEASE!" There was a burst of light and what used to be the little pendent on Sakura's necklace transformed into a large scepter. The top of it had the same form of the pendant, but only larger. Harry's mouth dropped open. Sakura smiled and said, "I don't think Ms. Mackenzie would appreciate me flying in here. But when I say the incantation the wand sprouts wings and I can fly. Tomoyo used to make outfits for me to wear when I was capturing the cards."
"You had to catch them?" Hermione asked.
"Yeah. You see, a heh heh... when I was in fourth grade I accidenatly set all the cards free," Sakura gave a large innocent smile, "It took me pretty long to collect them all, that's how we met Li-kun. He's a direct descendent of Clow Reed, the creator of the Cards, so he sensed the cards. He has a different form of magic and for a while we were rivals at trying to collect the cards but eventually we settled our differences and became friends."
"How interesting!" Hermione said perking up.
She turned to Harry and said laughing a bit, "Do you here that? Syaoran used to be their enemy, and now he's one of their best friends."
Harry raised and eyebrow, "and?"
"Who's your enemy? Just think, your worst enemy could end up one of your best friends."
Harry shuddered. No way did he ever want Malfoy to be his best friend. No way, not that self absorbed selfish little git....
"So can you guys show us any magic?" Tomoyo asked.
"No," they all said quickly.
"Oh..." Tomoyo replied disappointedly.
"It's not that we don't want to!" Harry explained quickly.
"Yeah, we're just not allowed to," Hermione explained.
"There are laws, we're underage so we can't do magic outside of school," Ron added.
"Alright," Tomoyo answered.
"Out of curiosity... do you believe in werewolves?" Harry asked them.
"No! Of course not." Sakura said.
"You should, one of our old teachers was a werewolf," Ron said crossing his arms.
Tomoyo, Syaoran, and Sakura's jaws dropped open.
"He was an excellent teacher too," Hermione added.
"You don't have to worry about one biting you or anything, there are special potions werewolves take so they don't transform and lose control of themselves. He was one of my father's best friends," Harry told them his smile faded a little remembering his dad.
"Oh, and my parents didn't die in a crash. They were murdered by the most evil wizard to have lived and was betrayed by one of their best friends," Harry's hands clenched into fists aggressively. "The horid excuse for a human was working for Voldemort and sold my parents for his pathetic excuse of a life." Ron winced at the Dark Lord's name. "That's how I got the scar."
Sakura frowned and walked over and patted him on the back. "I'm very sorry to hear that. I never knew a person could be so horrible. You don't mind if I call you Harry-kun do you?"
"No, not at all," Harry told her.
Sakura turned to Hermione and Ron, "Can I call you guys by your first names too?"
Both of them nodded.
"Can we call you guys by your first names too?" Hermione asked, not wanting to offend them in any way.
"Of course," they all said.
All six of the kids smiled at each other. This would be the start of some marvelous friendships.
ok, so wat did ya think??!?!?! PLZ REVIEW! p.s. i dont own the song "Confessions pt. 2" i dont know if i have to put tht disclaimer, but just to be safe! i do own a copy of the album Confessions by Usher. and damn proud too! im gonna buy Ashlee Simpsons album Autobiography and Usher's 8701. well, the buttons just sumwhere below this, SO PLZZZ REVIEW!