AN: I told ya I'd get the next chappie out soon. **evil grins** Don't
hate me for the things I might do to poor Draco-chan in on-coming
chapters. You REALLY inspired me to get this piece out sooner than I
thought. ^_^ I REALLY hope you like!
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Usagi shot up in bed, eyes wide and breathing labored. Tears streamed down her hot cheeks as an unspoken name touched her lips. "Draco- chan...."
Her mind wandered to the picture of his handsome face, and she brought a hand to her lips, feeling the lingering taste of him there.
'Why do I feel this way? That boy......'
She let her tired body fall back onto her pillows as she gave out a low groan.
'Who was he?' She asked into her mind, knowing she would recieve no responce.
She closed her eyes, pulling the covers back over her exhausted body, and quickly fell into a peaceful slumber, with no more haunting dreams.
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The golden-haired heroine dodged a deadly blow to her head as she struggled to free herself from the vines that bound her.
"Sailor Moon!" Sailor Mercury cried, symbols flickering wildly over her blue computer visor. "Watch out for her needles! They're poisonous!" Sailor Moon's eyes widened and she quickly rolled to her left, effectively loosening the natural ropes from around her body.
But she wasn't quite fast enough, and a pointy, very painful needle made contact with her shoulder. She let out a cry of pain as she felt a burning sensation shoot up her arm and into her chest, spreading like venom to the very tips of her limbs.
"Bastard!" She yelled, ripping the embedded object from her flesh. She reached up, and pressed her index finger to the tiara on her forehead.
It began to shimmer with power as ahe called out the magic words. "Moon....."
It formed into a flaming disk of white energy, glowing brightly in her open palm.
"Tiara...." She hurtled the item at her prey, shouting the final activation.
"MAGIC!!!!!" Her weapon hit the youma, disintigrating its target upon contact.
Her binds fell away, fading as the youma dissapeared, never to bother them again.
She stood on unsteady legs and leaned against a tree for support, breathing in a long sigh of relief. 'It's gone..........' She thought to herself. 'We finally defeated it.'
The painful burning still resided in her body, making her head swim. 'Please....not now.......' She could hear faint voices in the distance. She knew those voices. "Usa?"
One of them called, worry lacing her tone. She couldn't breath; couldn't think. It was hard to stand up and keep her balance.
Her vision was enveloped in white light. More voices...........
"Usa-chan!"
"Usagi!"
"Catch her!"
And very suddenly, the ground rushed up to meet her.
Too bad she was unconscious before she ever made impact........
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A fire crackled in the corner, casting deep shadows over the dimly lit room.
A woman sat gracefully in an armchair, ruby eyes gazing tentatively ahead. Long, blackish-greenish hair cascaded down her back, giving her a mysterious aura.
Another, shorter figure was situated in a chair facing her.
She narrowed her eyes in thought, worry and uneasiness creeping into the pit of her stomach.
"I don't know, Albus. I just don't know." She said sadly.
Standing up, she made her way to the fireplace. "She's not fairing well. This Sailor Senshi business is taking its toll on her."
Turning around, she gazed silently at the old man in the chair. "She doesn't wish to fight anymore. And, currently, she is in critical condition. I don't know what to do."
She sat down again, closing her eyes. "While, still another problem is in our midst." She sighed; a deep, drawn-out sigh that seemed to let all of her nervousness and fatigue show through for the briefest of moments.
"She seems to be romantically involved with a boy in her dreams. A boy that," She stopped, and shifted her gaze to look at the man. "attends YOUR school."
The old man chuckled, eyes twinkling. "Now, now, Setsuna. There's no need to put the blame on me. You know very well that I can't stop either of those two from dreaming. And besides," He smiled mischieviously. "if we are dealing with true love, than they would someday find eachother and let fate run its course anyway. So no matter what we do, we can't prevent what's going to happen."
She sighed again. "I guess you're right."
Albus Dumbledore stood up, face solemn and all signs of laughter now gone from his eyes.
"One of our other students is in need of some good protection. There is an evil far more powerful than I trying to kill him. If your princess is willing to take such a task upon herself, she could come to Hogwarts. An experience that, I'm sure," He glanced at the ceiling. "Would do well to relieve her of some of the pressure and stress that comes from her other duties at home."
The woman--Setsuna--eyed him carefully, then spoke.
"And does this *boy* have a name?"
The old man answered her, eyes glinting behind half-moon spectacles. He grinned, ever so faintly.
"Harry.......Harry Potter.......................the boy who lived."
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AN: OHHH! Bet some of you saw THAT one coming!! **grins**
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Usagi shot up in bed, eyes wide and breathing labored. Tears streamed down her hot cheeks as an unspoken name touched her lips. "Draco- chan...."
Her mind wandered to the picture of his handsome face, and she brought a hand to her lips, feeling the lingering taste of him there.
'Why do I feel this way? That boy......'
She let her tired body fall back onto her pillows as she gave out a low groan.
'Who was he?' She asked into her mind, knowing she would recieve no responce.
She closed her eyes, pulling the covers back over her exhausted body, and quickly fell into a peaceful slumber, with no more haunting dreams.
. . . . . . . . . . . . .
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The golden-haired heroine dodged a deadly blow to her head as she struggled to free herself from the vines that bound her.
"Sailor Moon!" Sailor Mercury cried, symbols flickering wildly over her blue computer visor. "Watch out for her needles! They're poisonous!" Sailor Moon's eyes widened and she quickly rolled to her left, effectively loosening the natural ropes from around her body.
But she wasn't quite fast enough, and a pointy, very painful needle made contact with her shoulder. She let out a cry of pain as she felt a burning sensation shoot up her arm and into her chest, spreading like venom to the very tips of her limbs.
"Bastard!" She yelled, ripping the embedded object from her flesh. She reached up, and pressed her index finger to the tiara on her forehead.
It began to shimmer with power as ahe called out the magic words. "Moon....."
It formed into a flaming disk of white energy, glowing brightly in her open palm.
"Tiara...." She hurtled the item at her prey, shouting the final activation.
"MAGIC!!!!!" Her weapon hit the youma, disintigrating its target upon contact.
Her binds fell away, fading as the youma dissapeared, never to bother them again.
She stood on unsteady legs and leaned against a tree for support, breathing in a long sigh of relief. 'It's gone..........' She thought to herself. 'We finally defeated it.'
The painful burning still resided in her body, making her head swim. 'Please....not now.......' She could hear faint voices in the distance. She knew those voices. "Usa?"
One of them called, worry lacing her tone. She couldn't breath; couldn't think. It was hard to stand up and keep her balance.
Her vision was enveloped in white light. More voices...........
"Usa-chan!"
"Usagi!"
"Catch her!"
And very suddenly, the ground rushed up to meet her.
Too bad she was unconscious before she ever made impact........
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A fire crackled in the corner, casting deep shadows over the dimly lit room.
A woman sat gracefully in an armchair, ruby eyes gazing tentatively ahead. Long, blackish-greenish hair cascaded down her back, giving her a mysterious aura.
Another, shorter figure was situated in a chair facing her.
She narrowed her eyes in thought, worry and uneasiness creeping into the pit of her stomach.
"I don't know, Albus. I just don't know." She said sadly.
Standing up, she made her way to the fireplace. "She's not fairing well. This Sailor Senshi business is taking its toll on her."
Turning around, she gazed silently at the old man in the chair. "She doesn't wish to fight anymore. And, currently, she is in critical condition. I don't know what to do."
She sat down again, closing her eyes. "While, still another problem is in our midst." She sighed; a deep, drawn-out sigh that seemed to let all of her nervousness and fatigue show through for the briefest of moments.
"She seems to be romantically involved with a boy in her dreams. A boy that," She stopped, and shifted her gaze to look at the man. "attends YOUR school."
The old man chuckled, eyes twinkling. "Now, now, Setsuna. There's no need to put the blame on me. You know very well that I can't stop either of those two from dreaming. And besides," He smiled mischieviously. "if we are dealing with true love, than they would someday find eachother and let fate run its course anyway. So no matter what we do, we can't prevent what's going to happen."
She sighed again. "I guess you're right."
Albus Dumbledore stood up, face solemn and all signs of laughter now gone from his eyes.
"One of our other students is in need of some good protection. There is an evil far more powerful than I trying to kill him. If your princess is willing to take such a task upon herself, she could come to Hogwarts. An experience that, I'm sure," He glanced at the ceiling. "Would do well to relieve her of some of the pressure and stress that comes from her other duties at home."
The woman--Setsuna--eyed him carefully, then spoke.
"And does this *boy* have a name?"
The old man answered her, eyes glinting behind half-moon spectacles. He grinned, ever so faintly.
"Harry.......Harry Potter.......................the boy who lived."
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AN: OHHH! Bet some of you saw THAT one coming!! **grins**
Like it? Hate it? Review and I'll post more!
Thanks to all of you who gave me encouraging feedback!! *Sob* You guys are so nice! And I'd ESPECIALLY like to thank those of you who have read and reviewed more than just one of my stories here on FF.net. Some of you have been very helpful since the day I posted my first story(which was about two weeks ago, I think).
Anyhoo, you all have my deepest gratitude! Really, I mean it. ^_^
Please keep it up!! Reading your reviews inspires me to hurry up with the next chapter!
More reviews = Happy author = Sooner chapters. ^_^
See? The system is really very simple.
So Review! REVIEW! Pretty please? **grins**
Next chappie (hopefully) out soon if ya do. ^_~ ^_~