AN: This is a Sailor Moon/Harry Potter x-over, incase you didn't know.

I put a lot of thought into this one, folks, so you'd better be grateful. ^_~



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Disclaimer: I do NOT own Sailor Moon or any of its characters. Do you honestly think I do!? You must be crazy. Don't own Harry Potter, either. Though I wish I did. **sob** Of course, I wish to own a lot of things that I never, not in a million yers, will own.



Hope you like.......



Now, ON WITH THE STORY!!!!! ^_^ ^_^

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She shot up in bed, cold sweat trickling down her forehead. Reaching a hand up to touch her face, she quickly retracted it, wincing as she felt a sudden, searing pain originating from her crescent-moon mark.



'Those dreams....They came back.'



She tried to remember what had scared her so, and started, realizing that she couldn't. It was as if she were focusing on a blank sheet of paper. Her eyes quivered with unshed tears. Why was this happening to her? Why couldn't she remember?



She closed her eyes, putting her face in her hands. One thing. One thing was all she could remember, all that she could come up with in her confused mind.



Green eyes.......



Bright, pain-filled eyes that could be sensitive and compassionate one moment and blazing with anger and determination the next.



They had haunted her; plagued her for months now, but she had never been able to stir up the courage to tell the girls. Somehow........she just felt that they wouldn't understand, or didn't want to, possibly. It was hard to explain. She knew they were good-hearted, loyal friends that would stick by her side no-matter what, almost like sisters.......but they just wouldn't; couldn't understand.



Golden hair pooled around her, cascading down her back and over the side of the bed. Long, sun-kissed locks framed her delicate face, accenting her deep, azure orbs. In a way, you could almost say that she was a very beautiful young girl. Almost.



She had not yet developed as much as she would have liked to, as she still looked about the age of fourteen, when in reality, she was sixteen. She sighed, brushing the annoying stray bangs out of her eyes that always seemed to like to fall directly in her line of vision.



The dull, throbbing pain still lingered on her forehead, and she extended her hand, attempting to touch the dimly glowing crescent moon mark. She wimpered when a surge of blinding agony swept through her, obscurring her vision for a fleeting moment. Groaning, she held the sides of her head, tears escaping under her long lashes.



"Please......no more...........o-negai.....make it stop." She cried desperately, eyes clenched shut, as she tried with all her might to hold back the pain. . . . . . . .



A dark figure smiled wickedly. She was his. The famous guardian of Earth; protector of love and justice; long lost, all powerful heir to the throne of the Moon Kingdom......was his.



His evil grin widened. 'The boy who lived' would soon perish. The cloaked figure waved a hand, and a glass orb apeared before him, hovering above the floor. Captured inside the orb was a shining, pulsating crystal, its bright glow radiating warmth and purity.



He whispered a few chanting words under his breath and the glass around the beautiful gem dissapeared, leaving the crystal to levitate in the air by itself. The creature cupped the symbol of light in its palms, and slowly, ever so slowly, began to squeeze, pushing dark energy--evil energy--into it.

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Usagi Tsukino began to scream out in pure agony, lashing her limbs about violently upon her bed. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she screamed, the pain in her chest overwhelming her senses. It was as if someone was gripping her heart, squeezing and twisting it, causing sobs of distress to escape her lips. Her face contorted with fear as she tried to force air into her lungs without much success. She couldn't breath, and finally lapsed into darkness, the evil onslaught too much for her body to handle.

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She was just what he needed. Revenge was a dish best served cold........and in his opinion, cruel. All he needed to do was get someone close to the little brat, someone he cared deeply for, and then snatch that 'someone' away. He smiled cruely as he watched the girl on her bed; her body convulsing and thrashing, trying to block his sudden invasion of dark energy. He grasped the shining crystal in his hands more forcefully, and watched in satisfaction as the light of the gem began to dim, growing fainter.



'Harry Potter........I will kill you......'



Just then, the crystal flickered and went black, the darkness consuming it fully. The girl's body went very still as she stopped moving, her form becoming limp and lifeless on the bed.



'Oh yes, I will kill you, Potter........'





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