A Prayer-Part 3
Author's Notes: Yeah, I know some things in that story are a little obvious, but I think my brain has a clog! Don't worry, I'll try harder to make this part better! I really will!
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The next morning, Harry reluctantly woke up, got dressed, and trudged off with the other fifth years towards his next class, which happened to be History of Magic. The rest of the Gryffindors were, for once, looking forward to todays lesson. But Harry was too tired to care.
This has to stop! he thought to himself as he walked slowly down the hall along side Ron and Hermione. If this keeps up, my marks are going to plummet!
In class, Professor Binns started the next part of the legend, about the Princesses of the Moon Kingdom. He told them about how the Princess of all the planets belonged to Queen Serenity's court, and how she had asked them to protect her daughter. They were said to be sent to Earth along with her. Harry was barely hanging on. His eyes started to droop . . .and before he knew it, he was being tapped on the head by Ron.
"Wha . . .?" he murmured. "Go away."
"Harry, you fell asleep. Class is over! Come on!" Harry opened his eyes, only to see that the class was empty. Ron and Hermione grabbed his arm and led him out. Hermione was looking worried.
"Harry, you should be getting more sleep. You don't look so good." she said nervously.
"I know that!" he snapped. Seeing the shocked look on Hermione and Ron's face, he quickly apologized, and sped off.
What's wrong with me? he thought as he ran a hand through his hair. I can't seem to stay awake, and I think I'm getting pale. Am I sick or something?
He decided to skip his next class and take a visit to Madame Pomfrey. He really didn't feel well.
Harry talked to Madame Pomfrey awhile, and was examined. Madame Pomfrey let out a long sigh and told him exactly what was wrong with him.
"Stress. Really, Potter, you should try and get more sleep. Take it easy, please, we don't want Gryffindor's star seeker getting sick before the Quidditch season, do we?"
That just made Harry's stomach lurch. Quidditch! Maybe he wouldn't be on the team this year. He just didn't fell up to it. He wandered back to transfigurations, and handed the note that Madame Pomfrey had signed for him to Professor McGonagall. She nodded her head and sent him to his seat. Harry didn't even notice the worried looks he was getting from the rest of the class, including Ron and Hermione.
Harry didn't talk for the rest of the day. Whenever someone would ask him what was wrong, he would shrug and try to focus on something else. Ron and Hermione exchanged worried glances and lead him up to the common room at the end of the day.
"Harry," Hermione said quietly. "What's wrong? You can tell us."
"Yeah, Harry." added Ron. "We're your friends, remember?"
Harry looked Ron straight in the eye and sighed. "Madame Pomfrey said it was stress. I'm just not feeling well. I keep thinking about .. .You-know-who." Ron shook his head, and Hermione sighed.
"Harry," Ron said. "You can't let it get to you. We'll beat him! We've already done that 4 times!" Hermione hugged Harry lightly, and Ron messed up his hair.
"Come on, Harry, we believe you can beat him!" Hermione said cheerily. Harry smiled slightly and sat in an armchair by the fire.
"Thanks, you guys," he whispered. Ron and Hermione left, whispering something to each other, but Harry sat and stared at the fire. He didn't look up when Seamus and Neville came into the room, or when they left. He didn't look up at all, until it was time to go to bed. He dragged himself up into the boys dormitory and to his four-post bed, but as he did, he could feel the eyes of half the gryffindors watching him. They all knew something was wrong with him, but they would never know the extent. No one would ever know what he was going through.
As he laid in bed, he thought to himself, what exactly is it that I am going through? It's dread. Anxiety over the inevitable. He sighed and buried his face in his pillow.
Harry started to think. A million thoughts were zooming through his head at once. And then as suddenly as it had started, the traffic jam in his head stopped. One thought was crystal clear. He needed some help in this fight.
Please! his mind pleaded to no one in particular. I can't handle this responsibility! Everyone thinks I'm supposed to be a hero . . .I don't think I can handle it!
Then, another thought popped into his head. What was that? he asked himself. An overload? Am I going crazy? Then he started to laugh. Maybe he was going nuts, but he could handle insanity. And with this thought bouncing around in his head, he fell asleep.
((AN: I know, that part was so angsty, it made me sick!))
*~*~*~*
Once again, Rei was seated on the wicker mat in front of her fire. All her friends were behind her, sipping tea (in Usagi's case, gulping tea.)
"OK, Ami-chan, get ready. I'm going to start." Rei said. She gazed deep into the blaze, and then she closed her eyes.
Again, a green light, but it was weaker than before. The boy appeared right in front of her, and Rei gasped. He was looking deathly pale, and very thin. How could that be possible? It's only been a day since I saw him!
"Please!" he shouted, looking very panicked. "I can't handle this responsibility! Everyone thinks I'm a hero . . . . I don't think I can handle it!"
Rei put a hand on his bony shoulder. "It'll be OK," she said in a quiet voice. "You can handle anything if you believe in yourself! What's your name?"
The boy looked up, and his face seemed to lighten a bit. Even his bony shoulder seemed less bony. "My name's Harry Potter. "
"My name's Rei. Don't worry, I'll help you . .." The boy began to fad, but he was smiling as he did.
*~*~*~*
When Rei opened her eyes, she was lying on the floor, with the worried faces of her friend's looking down at her.
"She's waking up!" Luna said "Rei-chan, are you all right??"
"Rei got up slowly and looked around. "Hai, I'm fine. Ami-chan, did you get the location?"
"Hai, Rei-chan. You were right, he is from England." She showed them a computer-created map of England, with a small red dot showing the location of the boy.
"Gee, Rei-chan, you scared me!" Usagi said nervously. "You were out for at least an hour!"
"Odango-Atama, a lot of things scare you!" smirked Rei.
"Oooo!" Usagi wailed back. " At least you're back to normal!"
Minako laughed, but suddenly, she stopped. "Hey you guys, if we are going to England, what's our alibi going to be? Our parents might be a bit suspicious if we disappear for a week!"
"Whoa, whoa!" Artemis interjected. "Who says we are going to England? This could be a trap!"
Rei thought for a moment. "He's just a little boy, probably about as old as us! Besides, it's our duty to help those in need!"
"Rei-chan is right!" said Usagi. "And besides, we get to miss school!" Everyone sighed.
"OK . . . " pondered Makoto. "How about we say we're going on a vacation! A road trip!" Ami scowled, and opened her mouth, but Makoto quickly added. "To a museum, of course!"
"But I don't want to go to a museum!" wailed Usagi.
"You baka!" exclaimed Rei. "We're just saying we're going to a museum!'
"Oh, OK."
"OK, so it's settled. Meet back here tomorrow, and be ready to go! We need to get heir as fast as we can!" Rei said anxiously.
"Right!" the girls, and they headed off to talk to their parents.
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Boy, these girl don't know what they're getting into! I can't wait to write the rest! :P Bleh, please don't flame me amount that really over-emotional section, I was just trying to get across the emotion turmoil he was in! Well, Ja ne!
Author's Notes: Yeah, I know some things in that story are a little obvious, but I think my brain has a clog! Don't worry, I'll try harder to make this part better! I really will!
*~*~*~*~*
The next morning, Harry reluctantly woke up, got dressed, and trudged off with the other fifth years towards his next class, which happened to be History of Magic. The rest of the Gryffindors were, for once, looking forward to todays lesson. But Harry was too tired to care.
This has to stop! he thought to himself as he walked slowly down the hall along side Ron and Hermione. If this keeps up, my marks are going to plummet!
In class, Professor Binns started the next part of the legend, about the Princesses of the Moon Kingdom. He told them about how the Princess of all the planets belonged to Queen Serenity's court, and how she had asked them to protect her daughter. They were said to be sent to Earth along with her. Harry was barely hanging on. His eyes started to droop . . .and before he knew it, he was being tapped on the head by Ron.
"Wha . . .?" he murmured. "Go away."
"Harry, you fell asleep. Class is over! Come on!" Harry opened his eyes, only to see that the class was empty. Ron and Hermione grabbed his arm and led him out. Hermione was looking worried.
"Harry, you should be getting more sleep. You don't look so good." she said nervously.
"I know that!" he snapped. Seeing the shocked look on Hermione and Ron's face, he quickly apologized, and sped off.
What's wrong with me? he thought as he ran a hand through his hair. I can't seem to stay awake, and I think I'm getting pale. Am I sick or something?
He decided to skip his next class and take a visit to Madame Pomfrey. He really didn't feel well.
Harry talked to Madame Pomfrey awhile, and was examined. Madame Pomfrey let out a long sigh and told him exactly what was wrong with him.
"Stress. Really, Potter, you should try and get more sleep. Take it easy, please, we don't want Gryffindor's star seeker getting sick before the Quidditch season, do we?"
That just made Harry's stomach lurch. Quidditch! Maybe he wouldn't be on the team this year. He just didn't fell up to it. He wandered back to transfigurations, and handed the note that Madame Pomfrey had signed for him to Professor McGonagall. She nodded her head and sent him to his seat. Harry didn't even notice the worried looks he was getting from the rest of the class, including Ron and Hermione.
Harry didn't talk for the rest of the day. Whenever someone would ask him what was wrong, he would shrug and try to focus on something else. Ron and Hermione exchanged worried glances and lead him up to the common room at the end of the day.
"Harry," Hermione said quietly. "What's wrong? You can tell us."
"Yeah, Harry." added Ron. "We're your friends, remember?"
Harry looked Ron straight in the eye and sighed. "Madame Pomfrey said it was stress. I'm just not feeling well. I keep thinking about .. .You-know-who." Ron shook his head, and Hermione sighed.
"Harry," Ron said. "You can't let it get to you. We'll beat him! We've already done that 4 times!" Hermione hugged Harry lightly, and Ron messed up his hair.
"Come on, Harry, we believe you can beat him!" Hermione said cheerily. Harry smiled slightly and sat in an armchair by the fire.
"Thanks, you guys," he whispered. Ron and Hermione left, whispering something to each other, but Harry sat and stared at the fire. He didn't look up when Seamus and Neville came into the room, or when they left. He didn't look up at all, until it was time to go to bed. He dragged himself up into the boys dormitory and to his four-post bed, but as he did, he could feel the eyes of half the gryffindors watching him. They all knew something was wrong with him, but they would never know the extent. No one would ever know what he was going through.
As he laid in bed, he thought to himself, what exactly is it that I am going through? It's dread. Anxiety over the inevitable. He sighed and buried his face in his pillow.
Harry started to think. A million thoughts were zooming through his head at once. And then as suddenly as it had started, the traffic jam in his head stopped. One thought was crystal clear. He needed some help in this fight.
Please! his mind pleaded to no one in particular. I can't handle this responsibility! Everyone thinks I'm supposed to be a hero . . .I don't think I can handle it!
Then, another thought popped into his head. What was that? he asked himself. An overload? Am I going crazy? Then he started to laugh. Maybe he was going nuts, but he could handle insanity. And with this thought bouncing around in his head, he fell asleep.
((AN: I know, that part was so angsty, it made me sick!))
*~*~*~*
Once again, Rei was seated on the wicker mat in front of her fire. All her friends were behind her, sipping tea (in Usagi's case, gulping tea.)
"OK, Ami-chan, get ready. I'm going to start." Rei said. She gazed deep into the blaze, and then she closed her eyes.
Again, a green light, but it was weaker than before. The boy appeared right in front of her, and Rei gasped. He was looking deathly pale, and very thin. How could that be possible? It's only been a day since I saw him!
"Please!" he shouted, looking very panicked. "I can't handle this responsibility! Everyone thinks I'm a hero . . . . I don't think I can handle it!"
Rei put a hand on his bony shoulder. "It'll be OK," she said in a quiet voice. "You can handle anything if you believe in yourself! What's your name?"
The boy looked up, and his face seemed to lighten a bit. Even his bony shoulder seemed less bony. "My name's Harry Potter. "
"My name's Rei. Don't worry, I'll help you . .." The boy began to fad, but he was smiling as he did.
*~*~*~*
When Rei opened her eyes, she was lying on the floor, with the worried faces of her friend's looking down at her.
"She's waking up!" Luna said "Rei-chan, are you all right??"
"Rei got up slowly and looked around. "Hai, I'm fine. Ami-chan, did you get the location?"
"Hai, Rei-chan. You were right, he is from England." She showed them a computer-created map of England, with a small red dot showing the location of the boy.
"Gee, Rei-chan, you scared me!" Usagi said nervously. "You were out for at least an hour!"
"Odango-Atama, a lot of things scare you!" smirked Rei.
"Oooo!" Usagi wailed back. " At least you're back to normal!"
Minako laughed, but suddenly, she stopped. "Hey you guys, if we are going to England, what's our alibi going to be? Our parents might be a bit suspicious if we disappear for a week!"
"Whoa, whoa!" Artemis interjected. "Who says we are going to England? This could be a trap!"
Rei thought for a moment. "He's just a little boy, probably about as old as us! Besides, it's our duty to help those in need!"
"Rei-chan is right!" said Usagi. "And besides, we get to miss school!" Everyone sighed.
"OK . . . " pondered Makoto. "How about we say we're going on a vacation! A road trip!" Ami scowled, and opened her mouth, but Makoto quickly added. "To a museum, of course!"
"But I don't want to go to a museum!" wailed Usagi.
"You baka!" exclaimed Rei. "We're just saying we're going to a museum!'
"Oh, OK."
"OK, so it's settled. Meet back here tomorrow, and be ready to go! We need to get heir as fast as we can!" Rei said anxiously.
"Right!" the girls, and they headed off to talk to their parents.
*~*~*~*~*
Boy, these girl don't know what they're getting into! I can't wait to write the rest! :P Bleh, please don't flame me amount that really over-emotional section, I was just trying to get across the emotion turmoil he was in! Well, Ja ne!