Daphne: "Well, here it is! The promised sequel to 'Hogwarts-Sakura Style'!
Now, this will be in a new setting, although it is still in Hogwarts. Or
should I say, this will be in a whole new year...well, you will understand
when you read it! Anyway, please tell me what you think! Your comments are
important to me! *Sigh* But enough with the cheesy stuff. On with the
story!
Disclaimer: Card Captor Sakura and Harry Potter do not belong to me, so please do not ask me to get Harry Potter's...or Syaoran's autograph for you or anything, although I can't say I would mind having them... ^___^
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Leopard Spots and Zebra Stripes
by: Daphne Li
Chapter 1.
Silence. It was deafening, and yet, it was so familiar.
Cold. No warmth to be found, no comfort, no relief from the feeling of alienation.
Alone. Not a familiar presence in sight, unless you counted the silence...
Fear. 'Where am I?'
~*~*~*~
Slowly, emerald eyes opened. Blurry images swirled around and around, before beginning to settle back where they belonged. It was so quiet, but not necessarily peaceful. It was blank and horrifying to the green eyes. Closing tightly, they hid the images from view, but then they flew back open again, only to come up with the same images as before.
A white room, void of any decoration, save for a few moving portraits. Cot- like beds lined the room, and white cupboards stood at the ends of the lines. Wooden tables stood beside the beds, as if they were watching over the occupant like soldiers.
'Where am I?'
'The better question is...*when* are *we*." Came a voice. Emerald eyes turned in astonishment, to meet dark blue ones. This was too much for the emerald eyes to bare. Tears began to fill them, and spilled over.
"What has happened?"
~*~*~*~
Sakura's tears poured down her cheeks. She could not meet Eriol's eyes. What had happened? Was Syaoran all right? Where was Tomoyo? The last thing she remembered was the shield exploding from too much power thrust into it at once, and then falling to the ground...
"Syaoran." She whimpered. Eriol smiled weakly and pointed to the bed on her other side. Sakura turned and gave a soft cry. There, in the bed, lay a pale, unconscious Li Syaoran. He looked otherwise fine, save for the small scrapes on his hands and cheeks from the rubble thrown in the explosion. Sakura gazed at her beloved with worry, but then noticed something else. He looked strangely...young...
"Eriol?!" She shrieked, looking down at herself. She was stunned to see that her body was shockingly less-developed then it had been before, and reaching up to her hair, she felt that it only reached about mid-back length. Looking at Eriol, she saw that he too, looked quite a bit younger than he had before.
"Calm down Sakura. I think I know what has happened. We just have to wait for confirmation." Eriol murmured. Sakura looked doubtful, but turned her gaze back on Syaoran. Over his body, she could see a disheveled Ron, moving about agitatedly in his bed. On Ron's other side, she could just barely make out the still form of Hermione. Sakura turned and saw that Tomoyo was safely sleeping on Eriol's other side.
Then Sakura's eyes moved across the room. Directly across from Eriol slept Draco, his blonde hair mussed, and his face boasting a small bruise on the right cheek, probably from being thrown to the ground. Next to him slept Rika, her face even paler than usual. Harry was on Rika's other side, looking fine, save for a tiny scratch on his cheek. Ginny slept next to him, her red hair spilling out over the pillow in disarray.
"Please tell me, Eriol. I don't want to be surprised." Sakura whispered. Eriol sighed.
"When you fell, what cards did you have in your hand, Sakura?" He questioned. Sakura frowned in thought.
"Um...the 'Return', the 'Erase', and the 'Time'..." Sakura paused as she registered what he was implying.
"...You are saying that somehow, I managed to activate all three cards before I fainted, right? But what did they do?" She asked. Now Eriol looked thoughtful.
"Well, 'Erase' probably erased all signs that Voldemort had been there and such. 'Return' made things return to the way that they had been, before Voldemort came into power." Eriol said. Sakura gasped.
"Meaning...that people, who shouldn't have died, but did because of Voldemort...they are..." Sakura couldn't finish.
"Yes. And 'Time'..." Eriol paused, sighing.
"Time caused us to go *back* in time, somehow. Now how far back that is, I don't know. All I know is that right now, we are in Hogwarts Hospital Wing, and Madame Pomfrey is not the nurse. I got a good look at the woman nursing us, when I first woke up. She went in there." He pointed at the office that would have been Madame Pomfrey's, if she had been there. Sakura sat for a moment, trying to absorb all the new information.
"And for some reason, we have become younger. What are we, about thirteen?" Sakura questioned, looking down at herself. Eriol nodded.
"We are thirteen...well, I'm almost fourteen. And Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Draco are all fourteen." He stated.
"I am going to give you ten seconds to tell me what is going on, Hiiragizawa, before I cut you into a million pieces and throw you out the window." A hard voice threatened. Sakura and Eriol turned to see a very pale Syaoran sitting up in his bed, his pendant securely in his hand. Eriol smirked.
"Why don't we let Sakura explain, when everyone wakes up." He suggested. Syaoran growled, but agreed; mostly because Sakura had thrown her arms around him and was sweetly kissing his cheek and asking if he was all right.
"I'm fine, Ying-fa." He soothed, gently kissing her lips, and glaring at Eriol as the other boy chuckled.
"Gaki! You had better not be hurting Sakura!" Came an all to familiar voice.
"Oh, Kero. For once in your life, shut up!" Came another. So...it seemed that Kero and Spinnel had somehow come back in time with them. Looking over Syaoran's shoulder, Sakura could see Kero hovering protectively in the air behind him, with Spinnel not far behind. Sakura pulled back from Syaoran in time to see Tomoyo bolt up from her bed, hair awry and eyes worried. Harry was the next up, and then Ginny, then Rika, and finally Draco, Ron, and Hermione. They all congregated over by Sakura's bed, and listened as she told them what had happened.
"Wow! We get to live as thirteen year-olds again!" Ron exclaimed. Harry smiled.
"The same age I was when I met Remus and Serius for the first time!" He remembered. Hermione grinned.
"The same age I was when I realized that I hate flying!" She teased. Everyone grew confused.
"What do you mean?" Ginny asked. Hermione giggled.
"Let's just say, we had to use Hagrid's hippogriff, Buckbeak, to save Serius!" She laughed, causing the others to join in.
"I am glad to see you all so well and merry." Came a voice that they knew all too well.
"Professor Dumbledore?!"
~*~*~*~
Indeed, it was the old professor, looking a bit...younger than he had the last time they had seen him. His beard was not quite so long, and he has less wrinkles on his face. He was presently wearing dark-blue robes, and his blue eyes were sparkling merrily at them.
"I was quite sure that you would sleep a bit longer, but I can see that you are a tougher lot then I first thought." He stated, coming over to stand beside Sakura's bed. The group looked at him in astonishment.
"You don't seem too surprised to see us, professor. May I ask why?" Eriol asked sharply. Dumbledore merely smirked.
"I know a lot of things, Mr. Hiiragizawa. And if you must know, I found this...in your pocket." Dumbledore held out a small black piece of plastic, with the red light still blinking from it's center. At first, the group was confused, but then Hermione thought of something.
"Wait! You managed to go to our time and visit with...yourself, your older self, I mean, didn't you?" She asked. Dumbledore smiled.
"You are bright, Miss. Granger. Yes, I did, and I understand how you came to be here. Now the question is...when are you meant to leave." At this, the group sat in a shocked silence.
"Wait! What do you mean? How long do we have to stay here?!" Draco finally asked, looking slightly panicked.
"That is up to fate, Mr. Malfoy. You see, time will work differently while you are here, at least for you. You could be here for several years, here, and only be gone from your time for a few days. Do you understand what I am saying?" At the professor's words, the group looked at each other and then each of them nodded slowly.
"Now, Harry, you, Draco, Ginny, and Ron need to change your last names. You will surely cause a panic if you reveal your true identities..."
"WHAT?!"
"What do you mean?"
"Why would we frighten people?" Ginny questioned. Hermione sighed, but her eyes lit up and began to sparkle.
"Because you wouldn't want your parents to recognize you, now would you?" She laughed, causing everyone's (save for Dumbledore) mouths to drop open.
"Wait! We are in our parent's time? I get to see my parents?!" Harry yelled, jumping off Sakura's bed, his face half-hopeful, half-anguished. Rika looked no better. For the first time in her life, she would be seeing her true parents, face-to-face.
"Yes. Now, Harry, you will be known as Harry Ivers. Ron, you and Ginny will have the last name of Craven. Draco, you will be called Draco Winner. Any questions?"
"Yes. Professor, shouldn't I have the same last name as Harry?" Rika questioned softly. Dumbledore thought about it for a moment, and then nodded.
"Rika Ivers it is. Now, any other questions?"
"Two. When do we start school, and when is the next mealtime?" Ron asked, causing all his friends to laugh.
~*~*~*~
"That was filling!" Harry crowed, as he sat back in his chair. They were all sitting around the fire in the Gryffindor common room, and had just finished the supper the house-elves had brought up.
"Oh, Harry, guess what I have!" Rika laughed, pulling a piece of old parchment out of her pocket. They had changed into clean robes that Dumbledore had selected for them, and had all taken baths to wash all of the grime from the debris thrown in the explosion.
"What?" He questioned, looking curious. Rika smirked.
"I brought along the last letter that 'Water Lily' ever wrote to Uncle Severus, just in case. I had no idea that we might be reading it the night we entered our parent's time...but oh, well!" She crowed, opening the letter. Harry's mouth dropped open.
"Isn't it impossible for a certain object to exist in two places at once?" Hermione asked. The others shrugged, but leaned forward to listen to the letter.
//Dear Severus,
Well, it has been more than two years since I have left, and it seems like just yesterday I was being introduced to all of Bella's friends. But now, I am coming home!
I really don't know how to feel. One half of me is happy, since I am going to see you and Hagrid, and Professor McGonagle, and Professor Dumbledore. But the other half of me is dreading it, because I know that even though I was accepted here, I may never be accepted there, no matter how hard I try. Not that this bothers me any. I have you, and I will have Molly, Sophia, and Bella to keep me company, so I suppose I have nothing to worry about.
So, how is it going with the 'Torture Potter and the Marauders' plan? I hope that you think up plenty of good pranks, because Bella, Sophia, and I have some, and if we mix them together...well, lets just say, James Potter will never live it down! Iiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeee!!!! I can't wait to see his face! HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE!!!!!!!!!!!!! ^___^
No, Molly, we will not include you in what you call 'immature games of wrath'. Sorry, Severus. Molly is complaining about who-knows-what over my shoulder right now, and Bella is reading this and laughing...she says that that 'horrid Back guy' (I think she means Serius *Black*) better watch out, because he is going to be the laughingstock of the school, for sure. Sophia is now reading it, and adds that she wants us to go easy on Remus Lupin. She seems to have developed a small crush on him...but he will have no mercy, because anyone who is a Marauder, is not a friend of ours, right?! RIGHT!!!! Pumps fist up in the air
Ahem. Anyway, while the girls are laughing their heads off, I will take the time to tell you that we are leaving for London in a few days. We are going to Hogwarts early, so I can show Molly, Sophia, and Bella around. Let's just hope that I remember where all the restrooms are...all right, that set the girls laughing again, even Molly. We will be arriving at the school on August third, and will be staying until the start of school. I can't wait to see you, and the girls can't wait to meet you, although they have all promised to keep our friendship a secret. Trust me, when Bella says that she will do something, count on her to do it!
OW! All right, now that hit over the head was uncalled for!
'Sorry for the interruption, Severus. Lily is right about what she said about me, but the look that she gave me while she wrote that...well, that was unacceptable. Anyway, while I strangle Lily, you can talk to Sophia!'
*Hi! Sorry about this. Lily really didn't do anything, but you know Bella! Anything to get us involved in a pillow-fight...hey! Stop...wait a moment, please, Severus...*
All right! I'm back now! Sorry about that! I just shoved all the girls out of my room, and even though it is the end of this letter, I will tell you. I just got a letter from Dumbledore, telling me that we are having some new students coming to the school as well, and they are already there! We are to meet them as soon as we arrive on the third! I am so excited!
Well, I had better end this letter! See you when school starts, Severus, and don't forget to owl me!
Your friend who just got beaten in the head with dozens of pillows, and still has enough sense to write,
~Water Lily~//
For a moment, everyone sat still, processing the information. Then they simultaneously broke out into laughter.
"Your right, Harry! Mum was a ham!" Rika giggled. Tomoyo, who was laughing right along with them, abruptly stopped and her mouth dropped open.
"Oh no! August third? What day is it now?" She cried. Eriol frowned and walked over to the magical calendar that yelled out the date and time in a loud, ornery voice.
"What day is it, please?" He asked politely. The calendar fluttered and that annoying voice spoke up.
"School ended yesterday, buck-o, but if you must know, it is June seventh, eleven-fifteen in the evening, time for you to get your sorry a** in bed!" The calendar cried out, causing Draco and Neville to stifle their laughter. Eriol smirked and pointed his wand at the calendar.
"And *you* need to get an attitude adjustment." He snickered, saying a quick spell that caused a flame to erupt from the end of his wand and flicker threateningly at the bothersome thing. It visibly shivered.
"All right! You can stay up for as long as you like, and I won't tell!" It squeaked, making the group burst into more laughter. The calendar silenced, and the group was left to itself once more.
"Well, that will give us some time to prepare. We can't allow them to get even the least bit suspicious of us. If they do, then we are done for." Tomoyo murmured. All of them nodded and agreed.
"I think that we should go to bed, though. It *is* getting late." Sakura commented, looking up at the clock that they had conjured on the mantel. It said, 'Too late to be counting your socks'.
"Ok...whatever you say!" Ron commented, looking up at the strange 'time'. The girls giggled and then nodded in agreement to Sakura's suggestion.
"Good night! And stay safe!" Eriol teased, as the girls retired to their appointed dormitories. All he got in answer was a pillow in the face, thrown from the direction of Tomoyo.
"Mou, tough crowd." He muttered, as Syaoran, Harry, Ron, and Draco snorted, and then left him to explore their own dormitory.
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Disclaimer: Card Captor Sakura and Harry Potter do not belong to me, so please do not ask me to get Harry Potter's...or Syaoran's autograph for you or anything, although I can't say I would mind having them... ^___^
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Leopard Spots and Zebra Stripes
by: Daphne Li
Chapter 1.
Silence. It was deafening, and yet, it was so familiar.
Cold. No warmth to be found, no comfort, no relief from the feeling of alienation.
Alone. Not a familiar presence in sight, unless you counted the silence...
Fear. 'Where am I?'
~*~*~*~
Slowly, emerald eyes opened. Blurry images swirled around and around, before beginning to settle back where they belonged. It was so quiet, but not necessarily peaceful. It was blank and horrifying to the green eyes. Closing tightly, they hid the images from view, but then they flew back open again, only to come up with the same images as before.
A white room, void of any decoration, save for a few moving portraits. Cot- like beds lined the room, and white cupboards stood at the ends of the lines. Wooden tables stood beside the beds, as if they were watching over the occupant like soldiers.
'Where am I?'
'The better question is...*when* are *we*." Came a voice. Emerald eyes turned in astonishment, to meet dark blue ones. This was too much for the emerald eyes to bare. Tears began to fill them, and spilled over.
"What has happened?"
~*~*~*~
Sakura's tears poured down her cheeks. She could not meet Eriol's eyes. What had happened? Was Syaoran all right? Where was Tomoyo? The last thing she remembered was the shield exploding from too much power thrust into it at once, and then falling to the ground...
"Syaoran." She whimpered. Eriol smiled weakly and pointed to the bed on her other side. Sakura turned and gave a soft cry. There, in the bed, lay a pale, unconscious Li Syaoran. He looked otherwise fine, save for the small scrapes on his hands and cheeks from the rubble thrown in the explosion. Sakura gazed at her beloved with worry, but then noticed something else. He looked strangely...young...
"Eriol?!" She shrieked, looking down at herself. She was stunned to see that her body was shockingly less-developed then it had been before, and reaching up to her hair, she felt that it only reached about mid-back length. Looking at Eriol, she saw that he too, looked quite a bit younger than he had before.
"Calm down Sakura. I think I know what has happened. We just have to wait for confirmation." Eriol murmured. Sakura looked doubtful, but turned her gaze back on Syaoran. Over his body, she could see a disheveled Ron, moving about agitatedly in his bed. On Ron's other side, she could just barely make out the still form of Hermione. Sakura turned and saw that Tomoyo was safely sleeping on Eriol's other side.
Then Sakura's eyes moved across the room. Directly across from Eriol slept Draco, his blonde hair mussed, and his face boasting a small bruise on the right cheek, probably from being thrown to the ground. Next to him slept Rika, her face even paler than usual. Harry was on Rika's other side, looking fine, save for a tiny scratch on his cheek. Ginny slept next to him, her red hair spilling out over the pillow in disarray.
"Please tell me, Eriol. I don't want to be surprised." Sakura whispered. Eriol sighed.
"When you fell, what cards did you have in your hand, Sakura?" He questioned. Sakura frowned in thought.
"Um...the 'Return', the 'Erase', and the 'Time'..." Sakura paused as she registered what he was implying.
"...You are saying that somehow, I managed to activate all three cards before I fainted, right? But what did they do?" She asked. Now Eriol looked thoughtful.
"Well, 'Erase' probably erased all signs that Voldemort had been there and such. 'Return' made things return to the way that they had been, before Voldemort came into power." Eriol said. Sakura gasped.
"Meaning...that people, who shouldn't have died, but did because of Voldemort...they are..." Sakura couldn't finish.
"Yes. And 'Time'..." Eriol paused, sighing.
"Time caused us to go *back* in time, somehow. Now how far back that is, I don't know. All I know is that right now, we are in Hogwarts Hospital Wing, and Madame Pomfrey is not the nurse. I got a good look at the woman nursing us, when I first woke up. She went in there." He pointed at the office that would have been Madame Pomfrey's, if she had been there. Sakura sat for a moment, trying to absorb all the new information.
"And for some reason, we have become younger. What are we, about thirteen?" Sakura questioned, looking down at herself. Eriol nodded.
"We are thirteen...well, I'm almost fourteen. And Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Draco are all fourteen." He stated.
"I am going to give you ten seconds to tell me what is going on, Hiiragizawa, before I cut you into a million pieces and throw you out the window." A hard voice threatened. Sakura and Eriol turned to see a very pale Syaoran sitting up in his bed, his pendant securely in his hand. Eriol smirked.
"Why don't we let Sakura explain, when everyone wakes up." He suggested. Syaoran growled, but agreed; mostly because Sakura had thrown her arms around him and was sweetly kissing his cheek and asking if he was all right.
"I'm fine, Ying-fa." He soothed, gently kissing her lips, and glaring at Eriol as the other boy chuckled.
"Gaki! You had better not be hurting Sakura!" Came an all to familiar voice.
"Oh, Kero. For once in your life, shut up!" Came another. So...it seemed that Kero and Spinnel had somehow come back in time with them. Looking over Syaoran's shoulder, Sakura could see Kero hovering protectively in the air behind him, with Spinnel not far behind. Sakura pulled back from Syaoran in time to see Tomoyo bolt up from her bed, hair awry and eyes worried. Harry was the next up, and then Ginny, then Rika, and finally Draco, Ron, and Hermione. They all congregated over by Sakura's bed, and listened as she told them what had happened.
"Wow! We get to live as thirteen year-olds again!" Ron exclaimed. Harry smiled.
"The same age I was when I met Remus and Serius for the first time!" He remembered. Hermione grinned.
"The same age I was when I realized that I hate flying!" She teased. Everyone grew confused.
"What do you mean?" Ginny asked. Hermione giggled.
"Let's just say, we had to use Hagrid's hippogriff, Buckbeak, to save Serius!" She laughed, causing the others to join in.
"I am glad to see you all so well and merry." Came a voice that they knew all too well.
"Professor Dumbledore?!"
~*~*~*~
Indeed, it was the old professor, looking a bit...younger than he had the last time they had seen him. His beard was not quite so long, and he has less wrinkles on his face. He was presently wearing dark-blue robes, and his blue eyes were sparkling merrily at them.
"I was quite sure that you would sleep a bit longer, but I can see that you are a tougher lot then I first thought." He stated, coming over to stand beside Sakura's bed. The group looked at him in astonishment.
"You don't seem too surprised to see us, professor. May I ask why?" Eriol asked sharply. Dumbledore merely smirked.
"I know a lot of things, Mr. Hiiragizawa. And if you must know, I found this...in your pocket." Dumbledore held out a small black piece of plastic, with the red light still blinking from it's center. At first, the group was confused, but then Hermione thought of something.
"Wait! You managed to go to our time and visit with...yourself, your older self, I mean, didn't you?" She asked. Dumbledore smiled.
"You are bright, Miss. Granger. Yes, I did, and I understand how you came to be here. Now the question is...when are you meant to leave." At this, the group sat in a shocked silence.
"Wait! What do you mean? How long do we have to stay here?!" Draco finally asked, looking slightly panicked.
"That is up to fate, Mr. Malfoy. You see, time will work differently while you are here, at least for you. You could be here for several years, here, and only be gone from your time for a few days. Do you understand what I am saying?" At the professor's words, the group looked at each other and then each of them nodded slowly.
"Now, Harry, you, Draco, Ginny, and Ron need to change your last names. You will surely cause a panic if you reveal your true identities..."
"WHAT?!"
"What do you mean?"
"Why would we frighten people?" Ginny questioned. Hermione sighed, but her eyes lit up and began to sparkle.
"Because you wouldn't want your parents to recognize you, now would you?" She laughed, causing everyone's (save for Dumbledore) mouths to drop open.
"Wait! We are in our parent's time? I get to see my parents?!" Harry yelled, jumping off Sakura's bed, his face half-hopeful, half-anguished. Rika looked no better. For the first time in her life, she would be seeing her true parents, face-to-face.
"Yes. Now, Harry, you will be known as Harry Ivers. Ron, you and Ginny will have the last name of Craven. Draco, you will be called Draco Winner. Any questions?"
"Yes. Professor, shouldn't I have the same last name as Harry?" Rika questioned softly. Dumbledore thought about it for a moment, and then nodded.
"Rika Ivers it is. Now, any other questions?"
"Two. When do we start school, and when is the next mealtime?" Ron asked, causing all his friends to laugh.
~*~*~*~
"That was filling!" Harry crowed, as he sat back in his chair. They were all sitting around the fire in the Gryffindor common room, and had just finished the supper the house-elves had brought up.
"Oh, Harry, guess what I have!" Rika laughed, pulling a piece of old parchment out of her pocket. They had changed into clean robes that Dumbledore had selected for them, and had all taken baths to wash all of the grime from the debris thrown in the explosion.
"What?" He questioned, looking curious. Rika smirked.
"I brought along the last letter that 'Water Lily' ever wrote to Uncle Severus, just in case. I had no idea that we might be reading it the night we entered our parent's time...but oh, well!" She crowed, opening the letter. Harry's mouth dropped open.
"Isn't it impossible for a certain object to exist in two places at once?" Hermione asked. The others shrugged, but leaned forward to listen to the letter.
//Dear Severus,
Well, it has been more than two years since I have left, and it seems like just yesterday I was being introduced to all of Bella's friends. But now, I am coming home!
I really don't know how to feel. One half of me is happy, since I am going to see you and Hagrid, and Professor McGonagle, and Professor Dumbledore. But the other half of me is dreading it, because I know that even though I was accepted here, I may never be accepted there, no matter how hard I try. Not that this bothers me any. I have you, and I will have Molly, Sophia, and Bella to keep me company, so I suppose I have nothing to worry about.
So, how is it going with the 'Torture Potter and the Marauders' plan? I hope that you think up plenty of good pranks, because Bella, Sophia, and I have some, and if we mix them together...well, lets just say, James Potter will never live it down! Iiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeee!!!! I can't wait to see his face! HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE!!!!!!!!!!!!! ^___^
No, Molly, we will not include you in what you call 'immature games of wrath'. Sorry, Severus. Molly is complaining about who-knows-what over my shoulder right now, and Bella is reading this and laughing...she says that that 'horrid Back guy' (I think she means Serius *Black*) better watch out, because he is going to be the laughingstock of the school, for sure. Sophia is now reading it, and adds that she wants us to go easy on Remus Lupin. She seems to have developed a small crush on him...but he will have no mercy, because anyone who is a Marauder, is not a friend of ours, right?! RIGHT!!!! Pumps fist up in the air
Ahem. Anyway, while the girls are laughing their heads off, I will take the time to tell you that we are leaving for London in a few days. We are going to Hogwarts early, so I can show Molly, Sophia, and Bella around. Let's just hope that I remember where all the restrooms are...all right, that set the girls laughing again, even Molly. We will be arriving at the school on August third, and will be staying until the start of school. I can't wait to see you, and the girls can't wait to meet you, although they have all promised to keep our friendship a secret. Trust me, when Bella says that she will do something, count on her to do it!
OW! All right, now that hit over the head was uncalled for!
'Sorry for the interruption, Severus. Lily is right about what she said about me, but the look that she gave me while she wrote that...well, that was unacceptable. Anyway, while I strangle Lily, you can talk to Sophia!'
*Hi! Sorry about this. Lily really didn't do anything, but you know Bella! Anything to get us involved in a pillow-fight...hey! Stop...wait a moment, please, Severus...*
All right! I'm back now! Sorry about that! I just shoved all the girls out of my room, and even though it is the end of this letter, I will tell you. I just got a letter from Dumbledore, telling me that we are having some new students coming to the school as well, and they are already there! We are to meet them as soon as we arrive on the third! I am so excited!
Well, I had better end this letter! See you when school starts, Severus, and don't forget to owl me!
Your friend who just got beaten in the head with dozens of pillows, and still has enough sense to write,
~Water Lily~//
For a moment, everyone sat still, processing the information. Then they simultaneously broke out into laughter.
"Your right, Harry! Mum was a ham!" Rika giggled. Tomoyo, who was laughing right along with them, abruptly stopped and her mouth dropped open.
"Oh no! August third? What day is it now?" She cried. Eriol frowned and walked over to the magical calendar that yelled out the date and time in a loud, ornery voice.
"What day is it, please?" He asked politely. The calendar fluttered and that annoying voice spoke up.
"School ended yesterday, buck-o, but if you must know, it is June seventh, eleven-fifteen in the evening, time for you to get your sorry a** in bed!" The calendar cried out, causing Draco and Neville to stifle their laughter. Eriol smirked and pointed his wand at the calendar.
"And *you* need to get an attitude adjustment." He snickered, saying a quick spell that caused a flame to erupt from the end of his wand and flicker threateningly at the bothersome thing. It visibly shivered.
"All right! You can stay up for as long as you like, and I won't tell!" It squeaked, making the group burst into more laughter. The calendar silenced, and the group was left to itself once more.
"Well, that will give us some time to prepare. We can't allow them to get even the least bit suspicious of us. If they do, then we are done for." Tomoyo murmured. All of them nodded and agreed.
"I think that we should go to bed, though. It *is* getting late." Sakura commented, looking up at the clock that they had conjured on the mantel. It said, 'Too late to be counting your socks'.
"Ok...whatever you say!" Ron commented, looking up at the strange 'time'. The girls giggled and then nodded in agreement to Sakura's suggestion.
"Good night! And stay safe!" Eriol teased, as the girls retired to their appointed dormitories. All he got in answer was a pillow in the face, thrown from the direction of Tomoyo.
"Mou, tough crowd." He muttered, as Syaoran, Harry, Ron, and Draco snorted, and then left him to explore their own dormitory.
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