Title: Truth Before The Eyes

Author: Yuki Kamitoki

Chapter 2: Heart Desires

Disclaimers: I do not own Harry Potter or Sailor Moon.

Author's Notes: Okay, so nobody really reviewed. It's not really you fault I guess. Well here's the 2nd chappie.

********** - means change of place or scene

~*~*~ - means change of time

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"Dear god, no!" Serenity-sama cried, as she stared at the forming picture in the Everlasting Well, of her daughter being swallowed by darkness. She clutched the front of the well tightly, trying to convince herself that all she saw was just an illusion. That her daughter wasn't going to be consumed by darkness. Yet she couldn't really lie to herself, because the truth would always remain unscathed.

She tried to reach her daughter, she held out a hand to gently touch the image of her daughter in the smooth water. But once she touched it- it was just a small touch, the image disappeared completely. All was seen was the reflecting image of her.

She quickly moves her hand away from the well by instinct. Her other hand clutched the hand that had touched the water. Holding it close to her heart, she closed her eyes, and prayed. Prayed for her daughter's safety.

Few minutes passed by when she opened her eyes and stared determinedly into the reflected image of her. She was going to go save her daughter, though she knew that her powers weren't quite at the height they used to be, she had to save her. Sere was her only daughter, to ask whose mother wouldn't risk everything to save their own children?

She smacks her hands together to form a praying gesture, and then silently whispered some words in a completely unknown language. Bit by bit, a small light slowly formed in her hands. The color of white slowly spread through the area, lighting up the darkness with light. As the light grew, her voice became more commanding, louder. Suddenly with a loud scream, the moon insignia flashed on her forehead, and a powerful wind swept through the area. She was lifted through the air by the wind and a black portal opened up just a few inches above her.

'I'm coming daughter, I'm coming…' she whispered, before soaring to the portal and entered it.

An explosion suddenly rocked her off her feet. She steadied herself, continuing to the portal. But she couldn't walk anymore. She couldn't take any more steps. She stepped backward, then frontward. Another steps ahead. She couldn't. It took only a second to realize that the portal was blocked by some kind of power. She pushed her power against the mysterious power, trying to open the portal again. Yet it was in vain. She couldn't spare any power, not after her last long visit to a friend. It drained half of her power away.

She stood still for a minute, trying to think of a plan, when she fell on her feet abruptly. She quickly stood back up. Trying once again to open the portal, though she knew all was a lost case. Straining herself till sweat poured out of her, did she stop. She rested for a bit, then started to use her power again.

"Serenity-sama, please stop…" an emotionless voice murmured softly.

"I can not stop, you know how much she means to me." Serenity-sama responds.

"Yes, I know, but you can't help her. She's on her own this time."

"That's what I'm afraid of. I don't want to let her do this alone! I left her to be alone too long, I… I want her back…" she whispered as tears slowly drifted down her eyes.

"Even if you miraculously get enough power to transport yourself to her, you can't help a thing. It's her demons, not yours." The emotionless voice reasoned.

"I would rather it my demons than hers. She suffered enough, why can't she be left alone?!" She cried out.

"You can't help her," the voice repeated. "All you can do is wait and see, and support her along the way."

Serenity-sama stared at her old friend sadly. "But…"

"You're anxious for her, I understand, but what good is your help when you get there? All you'll see will be a soulless daughter, until she finally regains her confidence in herself. Trust me," the voice added. "She'll be alright, once she reclaim her soul, and her confidence."

Though her heart still had it's worries, she backed down, for the time being. Even if she wouldn't be able to help her daughter, she could still be there for her. Through her rough times, she would be the entire mother she could be. To her daughter and for her own sake. She didn't want to abandon Sere again. Two separations were enough to last for eternity.

"Okay," Serenity-sama finally said.

"A good choice," the voice said before coming out of the shadow.

A woman with dark green hair and maroon eyes approached the former Queen of the Moon.

"It'll be okay…" she whispered out before bringing the Queen into a hug.

Serenity-sama wrapped her arms around the woman and nodded, while sniffing, trying to stop the tears from flowing. But they were like a river, constantly running.

"Everything will be okay…" 'I hope…' Setsuna quietly thought.

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A small tear made it's way down her eyes, as she stared around the dark dreary area. She was shivering from the cold, but she couldn't find anything to make her warm again, except for pressing her body close together, to keep at least a little of the body heat. But she could feel the heat slowly leaving her body, leaving her cold, and alone. Alone in a completely unknown place.

Another tear left the wall in which she built, soon more tears flowed down her face. She did nothing to stop the tears. She didn't want to, nor did she have the will to. She felt weak, pathetic, and vulnerable, to the predator lurking behind each corner, each shadow.

She sobbed, wondering why she was here. Why she was alone, did she have parents too? Did they leave her here because she was a bad girl? She didn't know. All she wanted to do was curl up in a bed with the feeling of warmth seeping through her soul.

She tried to think of her parents, of good times she much have spent, but she couldn't. There was no image brought up. She couldn't see the face of her parents, nor could she actually remember how they look. A horrifying thought suddenly crossed her mind. She couldn't remember anything!

Her eyes were wide, disbelieving. All along, through the time she spent in this darkened world, she had thought that she had memories, that she had friends and family to remember, until now. How did she actually ignore all the memories?

Her hands went up to hold her head, it was just too confusing… She didn't want to think, but she couldn't just not think. There was nothing else to do, except thinking.

She shook her head, as more tears escaped. She hated life, she hated everything about life. She hated having amnesia, forgetting about family and friends, and all that she might've held dear.

"I hate life!!!" she screamed into the silent winds.

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At Hogwarts…

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"Hmm," Ron sighed as he sniffed at the breakfast laid out at the table. "This smells like heaven."

Hermione shook her head at him, and slapped him on the arm. "Ron! Show some courtesy! It's no wonder people think you're a pig." She muttered when she saw her words didn't have any effect on him.

"I heard that you know!" Ron exclaimed as he quickly swallowed the egg. "It's not that I'm a pig, it's that you are a worry brainy missy!"

Hermione sweatdropped. "Is that suppose to do any damage? Because it really isn't. Honestly Ron, can't you actually be civilized for once?"

Ron kept on eating his breakfast.

"I'll take that as a no." Hermione sighed and turned to her bacon.

"I think there's something wrong with Dumbledore." Harry spoke up. He was still a bit edgy about the dream. It caused many effects on him that he didn't think would have.

"What?" Ron questioned, looking up from his food. A piece of bread stuck to his face.

Hermione looked at Ron disgustedly before turning to look at the teacher's table.

Surely, Dumbledore wasn't exactly the same as before. Even though he was still laughing freely as he always did, he didn't have that special twinkle in the eye. He seemed to aged a bit to their eyes. His hair seemed to have more white hair and his robe was considerably drab, although it was a bright blue one.

"You think he's like 20 years more older than before." Ron commented.

"Hmm…" Hermione took a glass of orange juice and drank it while studying Dumbledore.

Ron returned back to his eating, and Harry stared quietly down at his food.

"Come one, he just aged, there's nothing wrong with him." Ron said, when he saw their face expressions.

Both of them ignored him.

"Fine, be that way. I still don't understand what you guys have to worry about." Ron finished his drink and grabbed his books. "Come on, let's go or we'll be late for Transfiguration."

Harry and Hermione nodded, grab their books and headed to Professor McGonagall's classroom.

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"Now transfigure the ball into a rabbit." Professor McGonagall commanded.

The students flicked their wand left and right in an orderly movement, but the ball still remained a ball.

It wasn't really a hard spell, it was quite easy if you moved your wrist right and the words were correct. But many of the students in the class didn't believe that.

Except for one, perhaps.

"That's right Hermione!" Professor MsGonagall said. "See how Miss. Granger did it? It's all in the wrist."

She walked up and down the rows, commenting on their faults.

"I don't see what's so easy about it." Ron remark. He shook his wand this way and that, trying so hard to be successful.

Harry was quiet, he was lost in his own dream world. Though he could still hear what people had said, it didn't really crossed through his mind. It went in one ear, and out the other.

Ron stopped, and looked at Harry. He was awfully quiet today. He wondered if it had something to do with You-Know-Who. Who knew what that old ghoul had up his sleeves. Since the day Harry came back from his fight with You-Know-Who, and Cedric in his arms, he hadn't been quite the same. Sure he laughed and talked, but he lost most of the happiness in life. He wasn't as enthusiastic about Quidditch as he used to be, and he didn't help him make up more misfortunes for Divination.

Sometimes he really wanted to go up to him and ask him what's wrong, to really be there for him. But he couldn't seem to. He didn't really feel much like a friend to Harry. Not after that last episode over a silly cup and money. Was he really that greedy?

"Mr. Weasly. Please pay attention to your work and not fly off to Dream Land." Professor McGonagall stated. Ron turned red, while the class laughed.

With a swish of her robe, she turned around and sat back at her desk.

"What an aggravating woman she is." Ron muttered under his breath.

"Ron! You can't blame Professor McGonagall for your incompetence!" Hermione scolded.

Ron looked at her angrily. "Well see me try!"

"Humph!" Hermione turned around and continued to practice on the spell, not that she really needed to.

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Harry stretched his legs and arms before he grabbed his broom up.

With a word, the broom flew up high in the air to his command. A soft smile made it's way to his face. He steadied the broom, before leading it higher into the air, and did a twirl. He felt completely relaxed high up in the sky with his broom with him.

It felt like he could conquer the world, not that he really wanted to. Then he did a twirl, a loop and a whirl, before stopping down. He flew right and left, slowly. But then gained speed when he felt that he was up to it. To the human eye, it looked like a blur of black and red. Maybe it was, maybe it wasn't.

When he felt that he was actually calm enough, he slowed down, and dropped onto the ground.

As he laid on the grass looking at the sky, he thought how the stars were beautiful tonight, as well as the full moon. Thinking about the full moon reminded him of Professor Lupin, or maybe Remus Lupin instead, since he quitted as a professor. And thinking about Professor Lupin reminded him of Sirius and his father. How they were wonderful friends from the beginning to the end.

He tried to hold the tears from escaping. Tears held his life for the many years, he didn't want them to appear again. Life just wasn't fair.

He sighed and closed his eyes. He suddenly felt like he was in a dream, and everything was a dream itself. There was no more pain, no more tears. Only happiness… and love, no matter how far away it seemed to be.

A smile unconsciously lit up his face.

Yes, everything was a dream. When he wake up, all he'll see will be happiness. He'll find his parents in the living room, making coffee while reading a newspaper. When they looked up at him, he'll see smiles, just like his. They'll greet him, and hand him a plate of bacon and eggs. He and his father will talk about Quidditch and which broom would be the best. While his mother would smile at him, preparing a lunch for their family picnic.

He sighed.

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Hermione stared outside the window. Her legs crossed, with her arms around a small teddy bear. A special person, one that she had longed to see again for many years, gave the teddy bear to her on her birthday. She had treasured it since then. Never really leaving it behind. Even when she had come to Hogwarts, she had brought it with her. She didn't dare leave it behind. She still had to keep hope the her friend would come back to reunite with her again.

Hah, she laughed at herself. So many years, why did she still keep on hoping?

She didn't know, it was just… they had a special relationship together, and her old friend left suddenly, leaving her all alone. She couldn't really work without her friend. They were best friends, they could share anything together, be there when the other feel down. But where was her best friend when she needed her at the most roughest time she had to go through?

She wiped the tear away, and stared at the moon.

Funny, it seemed to twinkle at her, telling her that everything will be alright. Would everything really be alright? She dare asked.

She sighed, and lied down, putting the teddy bear close to her heart. Today the teddy bear would sleep with her. It would provide the comfort she really needed. She closed her eyes, and within a minute fell asleep.

End of Heart Desires

Well this isn't the fastest I really wrote since the last update. But it is the longest I wrote in a short period of time. So, like it? This chapter shows a bit more inner feelings in some of the HP cast, and the SM cast. Anyhow, I kinda like this chappie, but maybe the Prologue: Painful Past, was my favorite. Though I did spend more time on that then this. *shrugs* Well, review!! ^__^

Yuki Kamitoki