I do not own Harry Potter or Sailor Moon.
1. Thank you everyone for all of the wonderful reviews!
2. Sorry this chapter's a bit short.
3. To a few of you who asked- Usagi's questionable instances of amnesia and past
involvement with witchcraft *will* be explained later in the story.
Gomen ne, minna; it's been a whole week since I last updated... ^_^0
"Heartless: Games of the Mind" Chapter Five
by August Sere
-----
A BIG thank you to everyone who has reviewed so far. To the newest reviews:
ARIGATO MINNA-SAN!!
-----------
Usagi's emotions were spinning before Draco pulled away. After he had released
her lips from his own, she looked up at him with hooded eyes, breathing heavily.
Draco looked down at her, his hands still holding the girl's upper arms.
"Why... why did you do that?" Usagi watched him carefully, waiting for a
response of some sort. He averted his eyes from her gaze, before turning his head
to stare at her. She fidgeted in his grasp.
"Because I wanted to. Was it not good?" Slightly at ill ease with the idea that
he might not be a good kisser, he frowned.
"No..." Usagi said, choosing her next words carefully. "Just unexpected," she
softly replied, blushing. "...A good unexpected, I suppose."
"Well, I *am* a Malfoy." Draco smirked. Usagi eyed him, curiously. 'Some ego,'
she thought. 'It was quite good, though... Not that I've anything to compare it
to.' Draco suddenly released her arms.
"Ready to leave?" Asking... a new relatively experience for Draco, much less a
Malfoy. Usagi nodded, and Draco opened the door, then followed Usagi out of the
room.
------
The quidditch pitch was enormous. "Wow..." Usagi breathed, her eyes wide as she
tried to look everywhere at once. The game would be played over the pitch, which
itself was surrounded by a large complex in which tickets were checked, and
vendors sold foods and many types of souveniers. Draco had checked his broom at
the main entrance, and the he and Usagi were currently making their way to one
of the few top boxes: seating sections which dwarfed the other seating areas by
sheer elevation alone. Armed with a newly-purchased bottle of Honeywine (a bit
like butterbeer, only more expensive) and England's quidditch flag, Usagi
followed Draco through the various levels of scaffolding, relieved when he
finally stopped at the top of a set of stairs. She could hear fans cheering
through the small door in front of them, though the noise sounded far away. She
smiled in anticipation as Draco looked at her.
"Mind you don't fall, Usagi," he spoke, and nodded, before making his way past
the door. Usagi hurried after him, then stopped in her tracks. She drew in her
breath at the sheer magnitude of it all: the fans, the flags, the sounds...
Radiating eagerness, she walked close behind Draco to their seats, where the two
of them sat down. Draco turned to Usagi, and noticing her awe, smirked.
"Like the view?"
She grinned. "It's brilliant!" Just then a horn began to blast out the tune of
England's team song, and Draco nodded.
"Guess they'll be starting in a moment, then." Usagi beamed at him.
"Thanks for bringing me, Draco!" She latched onto him in a hug. He frowned a
bit, but didn't move to push her off. "Right, then..." he shifted, "You're
welcome." Draco managed a small smile. Pulling away and seeing his face, Usagi
nearly laughed.
"You're smiling!"
Draco did not respond, but immediately switched his expression to that of a
frown.
"Well, you were, anyhow." Usagi giggled. "Cute dragon!" Draco looked at her with
an odd expression.
"What's that you said?" But Usagi didn't hear him, as his question was drowned
out by the sudden noise from beside them.
"It's great luck that you won those tickets. Thanks for having me along."
"No problem! This is going to be brilliant. I can't wait!" Usagi, was too
entranced with her surroundings to notice as Draco turned his head slightly to
look at the two people sitting behind them and talking at the moment. She was
too busy listening to the anthem musics being played to notice Draco glaring at
the two people. She was not too distracted, however, to notice Draco standing
up, since she was pulled halfway along with him before their arms separated and
she landed back down on the bench with a bit of a thud. She turned around to see
what all the fuss was about, and upon seeing who was behind them, smiled widely
at the exact same time Draco's glare intensified.
"Harry!" Usagi said happily. "Potter," was growled by the young Malfoy standing
beside her, "Weasel."
Ron's ears turned red, and he almost tripped in his practically automatic
response of attempting to attack Malfoy. Usagi smiled up at Ron as she stood up,
and the redhead blushed.
"Hi! The name's Usagi! Pleasure!" she chirped, extending her hand. Ron looked
wierdly at it for a moment, before accepting and shaking it. Why was such a nice
girl with Malfoy?
"Ron. Ron Weasley." Usagi smiled, satisfied with this. She released Ron's hand,
and looked up at Harry.
"So, your name's Usagi, then. I never did catch your name when we met outside of
Gringotts," Harry said, smiling. Usagi smiled lightly, nodding, and curtsied.
Harry was mystified. 'Why in God's name is she with Malfoy??'
Harry looked contemplative for a moment.
"Say, Usagi, have we met before, do you know? Before Gringotts, I mean." He
watched as Usagi thought for a moment.
"No, sorry, I don't believe we have." she shook her head, frowning lightly.
"No matter..." Harry smiled nonchalantly, though he was frustrated. The girl
really did seem quite familiar.
Draco was getting tired of this. He sneered at Harry from behind Usagi.
"Sorry, Potter, but I don't believe you ought to be talking to *my* fiance."
Draco smirked, having once again identified his semi-possession of Usagi, who
then rolled her eyes, and leaned forward to whisper to Harry.
"He's always like that," she said, sighing. Draco frowned. Although he had been
unable to hear what Usagi had said, Harry's fleeting smile and Ron's stifled
laugh showed enough to know that it had most likely been about him. He walked up
behind Usagi, encircling his arms loosly around her waist. She turned to him,
smiling. Harry frowned, as did Ron.
"Well, the world's clearly ending," the redhead boy said with a scowl. "Imagine,
someone liking Malfoy. That's not even to mention the engagement..." Draco heard
Ron's comment, and allowed his pride to get the better of himself once again, he
moved to stand in front of Usagi, smugly looking at Ron.
"Not just anyone," he said cooly. "Did she mention her name's Usagi *Moon*??" At
this, Ron's eyes widened considerably.
"A Moon??" Ron shook his head. "But that makes no sense! Why would a Moon ever
be with a Malfoy?? What's next, an unicorn with a death eater?" he scoffed.
"No matter what you say, Weasel." Malfoy smirked once again, and stepped forward
a bit so that Usagi, who was already again sitting down and attempting to watch
the game, couldn't hear. "Now she, along with her beauty and extreme power, are
all mine." Ron frowned at this, and Harry stepped forward, glaring.
"You've not married her yet, Malfoy."
"I suppose you're to stop me, Potter?" he spat the name like a curse. "She
doesn't know any better," Draco said, smugly. "Then again, perhaps the weasel
and the mudblood plan on helping you?" Seeing Harry's and Ron's quickly growing
anger, Malfoy smirked, and returned to sit by Usagi. It was only then that Ron
noticed, to his dismay, that the game had already started.
"Bloody hell!"
---------------
The game had already been going on for the better part of an hour, and Usagi's
curiosity was getting the better of her. 'Why doesn't Draco want me to talk to
Harry??' She was puzzled; Draco had almost been acting nice, until Harry and
that other boy- Ron?- showed up. She sighed, and shuffled her feet a bit,
attempting to watch the game. Sitting still for long periods of time had never
been Usagi's specialty, and after a few more minutes, the blonde was fed up. She
leaned over so that Draco could hear her better, and spoke softly.
"Draco? I have to use the ladies'." Draco nodded without looking away from the
Quidditch game. Glad of this, Usagi stood up, walked toward the exit door of the
top box, tugging on Harry's sleeve on the way. He looked at her curiously as she
continued walking and made a quick motion with her hand, indicating that he
should follow her. He nodded a bit hesitantly and stood, wanting to be able to
talk to the girl more, without Malfoy interrupting. 'Maybe I can find out why
she feels so familiar...' the youth thought, and bent down to talk to Ron.
"Be back shortly, Ron." He watched, amused, as Ron's glazed eyes traced the
players' paths across sky, his head nodding without comprehension of Harry's
words. Of course, Harry himself wasn't much better, but Ron loved quidditch
entirely too much for his own good. The youth walked covertly out of the seating
area, careful not to attract Malfoy's attention, and was soon pulled aside by
Usagi's slim hand as she grabbed his wrist.
"Let's go talk over there," she said to him, smiling, and pointed to a place
between the scaffolding where they would still be able to watch the game. Harry
walked over with her and the two stood together there for a moment, watching as
England scored another ten points with the quaffle. He looked over at her,
watching as she stood up on one of the first levels of the railing which guarded
against falling to the field many yards below.
"Usagi." His breath caught in his throat as she turned to face him.
"Yes?" Usagi smiled at him from her position against the railing. Her hair spun
in the wind, her eyes sparkling with excitement over the game. Harry was
overcome with a sudden unfamiliar emotion. Hesitantly, he stepped towards her,
shyly placing his hand against her cheek in a somewhat intimate gesture. 'Why do
I feel like I know you?' These were the last thoughts in Harry's mind before a
bright flash of light came at he and Usagi.
-----
This chapter was for the Harry/Usagi fans, no da!
Please review! I haven't written anything in awhile, and I plan on continuing
this, but I would really appreciate reviews. Comments, suggestions, questions-
all are welcome! I would LOVELOVELOVE constructive criticism! For example, if
you could alert me of: any plot holes, grammatical mistakes, OOC-ness, etc... I
am serious; I strictly believe that for a writer to improve, their work must be
constantly analyzed and edited for the better.
If you address any of these issues, your vote for the pairing of this story
(provided you include it also in your review) will count as two votes, rather
than just one. I am giving this incentive to encourage the writing of
constructive reviews.
Ja ne,
August Sere
1. Thank you everyone for all of the wonderful reviews!
2. Sorry this chapter's a bit short.
3. To a few of you who asked- Usagi's questionable instances of amnesia and past
involvement with witchcraft *will* be explained later in the story.
Gomen ne, minna; it's been a whole week since I last updated... ^_^0
"Heartless: Games of the Mind" Chapter Five
by August Sere
-----
A BIG thank you to everyone who has reviewed so far. To the newest reviews:
ARIGATO MINNA-SAN!!
-----------
Usagi's emotions were spinning before Draco pulled away. After he had released
her lips from his own, she looked up at him with hooded eyes, breathing heavily.
Draco looked down at her, his hands still holding the girl's upper arms.
"Why... why did you do that?" Usagi watched him carefully, waiting for a
response of some sort. He averted his eyes from her gaze, before turning his head
to stare at her. She fidgeted in his grasp.
"Because I wanted to. Was it not good?" Slightly at ill ease with the idea that
he might not be a good kisser, he frowned.
"No..." Usagi said, choosing her next words carefully. "Just unexpected," she
softly replied, blushing. "...A good unexpected, I suppose."
"Well, I *am* a Malfoy." Draco smirked. Usagi eyed him, curiously. 'Some ego,'
she thought. 'It was quite good, though... Not that I've anything to compare it
to.' Draco suddenly released her arms.
"Ready to leave?" Asking... a new relatively experience for Draco, much less a
Malfoy. Usagi nodded, and Draco opened the door, then followed Usagi out of the
room.
------
The quidditch pitch was enormous. "Wow..." Usagi breathed, her eyes wide as she
tried to look everywhere at once. The game would be played over the pitch, which
itself was surrounded by a large complex in which tickets were checked, and
vendors sold foods and many types of souveniers. Draco had checked his broom at
the main entrance, and the he and Usagi were currently making their way to one
of the few top boxes: seating sections which dwarfed the other seating areas by
sheer elevation alone. Armed with a newly-purchased bottle of Honeywine (a bit
like butterbeer, only more expensive) and England's quidditch flag, Usagi
followed Draco through the various levels of scaffolding, relieved when he
finally stopped at the top of a set of stairs. She could hear fans cheering
through the small door in front of them, though the noise sounded far away. She
smiled in anticipation as Draco looked at her.
"Mind you don't fall, Usagi," he spoke, and nodded, before making his way past
the door. Usagi hurried after him, then stopped in her tracks. She drew in her
breath at the sheer magnitude of it all: the fans, the flags, the sounds...
Radiating eagerness, she walked close behind Draco to their seats, where the two
of them sat down. Draco turned to Usagi, and noticing her awe, smirked.
"Like the view?"
She grinned. "It's brilliant!" Just then a horn began to blast out the tune of
England's team song, and Draco nodded.
"Guess they'll be starting in a moment, then." Usagi beamed at him.
"Thanks for bringing me, Draco!" She latched onto him in a hug. He frowned a
bit, but didn't move to push her off. "Right, then..." he shifted, "You're
welcome." Draco managed a small smile. Pulling away and seeing his face, Usagi
nearly laughed.
"You're smiling!"
Draco did not respond, but immediately switched his expression to that of a
frown.
"Well, you were, anyhow." Usagi giggled. "Cute dragon!" Draco looked at her with
an odd expression.
"What's that you said?" But Usagi didn't hear him, as his question was drowned
out by the sudden noise from beside them.
"It's great luck that you won those tickets. Thanks for having me along."
"No problem! This is going to be brilliant. I can't wait!" Usagi, was too
entranced with her surroundings to notice as Draco turned his head slightly to
look at the two people sitting behind them and talking at the moment. She was
too busy listening to the anthem musics being played to notice Draco glaring at
the two people. She was not too distracted, however, to notice Draco standing
up, since she was pulled halfway along with him before their arms separated and
she landed back down on the bench with a bit of a thud. She turned around to see
what all the fuss was about, and upon seeing who was behind them, smiled widely
at the exact same time Draco's glare intensified.
"Harry!" Usagi said happily. "Potter," was growled by the young Malfoy standing
beside her, "Weasel."
Ron's ears turned red, and he almost tripped in his practically automatic
response of attempting to attack Malfoy. Usagi smiled up at Ron as she stood up,
and the redhead blushed.
"Hi! The name's Usagi! Pleasure!" she chirped, extending her hand. Ron looked
wierdly at it for a moment, before accepting and shaking it. Why was such a nice
girl with Malfoy?
"Ron. Ron Weasley." Usagi smiled, satisfied with this. She released Ron's hand,
and looked up at Harry.
"So, your name's Usagi, then. I never did catch your name when we met outside of
Gringotts," Harry said, smiling. Usagi smiled lightly, nodding, and curtsied.
Harry was mystified. 'Why in God's name is she with Malfoy??'
Harry looked contemplative for a moment.
"Say, Usagi, have we met before, do you know? Before Gringotts, I mean." He
watched as Usagi thought for a moment.
"No, sorry, I don't believe we have." she shook her head, frowning lightly.
"No matter..." Harry smiled nonchalantly, though he was frustrated. The girl
really did seem quite familiar.
Draco was getting tired of this. He sneered at Harry from behind Usagi.
"Sorry, Potter, but I don't believe you ought to be talking to *my* fiance."
Draco smirked, having once again identified his semi-possession of Usagi, who
then rolled her eyes, and leaned forward to whisper to Harry.
"He's always like that," she said, sighing. Draco frowned. Although he had been
unable to hear what Usagi had said, Harry's fleeting smile and Ron's stifled
laugh showed enough to know that it had most likely been about him. He walked up
behind Usagi, encircling his arms loosly around her waist. She turned to him,
smiling. Harry frowned, as did Ron.
"Well, the world's clearly ending," the redhead boy said with a scowl. "Imagine,
someone liking Malfoy. That's not even to mention the engagement..." Draco heard
Ron's comment, and allowed his pride to get the better of himself once again, he
moved to stand in front of Usagi, smugly looking at Ron.
"Not just anyone," he said cooly. "Did she mention her name's Usagi *Moon*??" At
this, Ron's eyes widened considerably.
"A Moon??" Ron shook his head. "But that makes no sense! Why would a Moon ever
be with a Malfoy?? What's next, an unicorn with a death eater?" he scoffed.
"No matter what you say, Weasel." Malfoy smirked once again, and stepped forward
a bit so that Usagi, who was already again sitting down and attempting to watch
the game, couldn't hear. "Now she, along with her beauty and extreme power, are
all mine." Ron frowned at this, and Harry stepped forward, glaring.
"You've not married her yet, Malfoy."
"I suppose you're to stop me, Potter?" he spat the name like a curse. "She
doesn't know any better," Draco said, smugly. "Then again, perhaps the weasel
and the mudblood plan on helping you?" Seeing Harry's and Ron's quickly growing
anger, Malfoy smirked, and returned to sit by Usagi. It was only then that Ron
noticed, to his dismay, that the game had already started.
"Bloody hell!"
---------------
The game had already been going on for the better part of an hour, and Usagi's
curiosity was getting the better of her. 'Why doesn't Draco want me to talk to
Harry??' She was puzzled; Draco had almost been acting nice, until Harry and
that other boy- Ron?- showed up. She sighed, and shuffled her feet a bit,
attempting to watch the game. Sitting still for long periods of time had never
been Usagi's specialty, and after a few more minutes, the blonde was fed up. She
leaned over so that Draco could hear her better, and spoke softly.
"Draco? I have to use the ladies'." Draco nodded without looking away from the
Quidditch game. Glad of this, Usagi stood up, walked toward the exit door of the
top box, tugging on Harry's sleeve on the way. He looked at her curiously as she
continued walking and made a quick motion with her hand, indicating that he
should follow her. He nodded a bit hesitantly and stood, wanting to be able to
talk to the girl more, without Malfoy interrupting. 'Maybe I can find out why
she feels so familiar...' the youth thought, and bent down to talk to Ron.
"Be back shortly, Ron." He watched, amused, as Ron's glazed eyes traced the
players' paths across sky, his head nodding without comprehension of Harry's
words. Of course, Harry himself wasn't much better, but Ron loved quidditch
entirely too much for his own good. The youth walked covertly out of the seating
area, careful not to attract Malfoy's attention, and was soon pulled aside by
Usagi's slim hand as she grabbed his wrist.
"Let's go talk over there," she said to him, smiling, and pointed to a place
between the scaffolding where they would still be able to watch the game. Harry
walked over with her and the two stood together there for a moment, watching as
England scored another ten points with the quaffle. He looked over at her,
watching as she stood up on one of the first levels of the railing which guarded
against falling to the field many yards below.
"Usagi." His breath caught in his throat as she turned to face him.
"Yes?" Usagi smiled at him from her position against the railing. Her hair spun
in the wind, her eyes sparkling with excitement over the game. Harry was
overcome with a sudden unfamiliar emotion. Hesitantly, he stepped towards her,
shyly placing his hand against her cheek in a somewhat intimate gesture. 'Why do
I feel like I know you?' These were the last thoughts in Harry's mind before a
bright flash of light came at he and Usagi.
-----
This chapter was for the Harry/Usagi fans, no da!
Please review! I haven't written anything in awhile, and I plan on continuing
this, but I would really appreciate reviews. Comments, suggestions, questions-
all are welcome! I would LOVELOVELOVE constructive criticism! For example, if
you could alert me of: any plot holes, grammatical mistakes, OOC-ness, etc... I
am serious; I strictly believe that for a writer to improve, their work must be
constantly analyzed and edited for the better.
If you address any of these issues, your vote for the pairing of this story
(provided you include it also in your review) will count as two votes, rather
than just one. I am giving this incentive to encourage the writing of
constructive reviews.
Ja ne,
August Sere