OMG!!! I've got a PLOT!!! **gets up and does the I've-Got-A-Plot-Dance** I honestly didn't have one until now, but I like it, it's sort of original, as original as CCS/HP crossover's can get. Wait. It IS. I've never seen anyone do anything like this before. Not the way I am. Yay!!! I'm SEMI-ORIGINAL ^.^ REJOICE!!!
Oh, and thank you to NOBODY who helped me by suggesting something for Meiling to do. I had to sit there and actually THINK about something myself.
Anyway, I DON'T OWN SHNOT. Or CCS. Wish I did, but I didn't. Apparently, Santa didn't get my list. Oh well, there's always next year.
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Outside on the platform, a tall, bushy bearded man was yelling for the first years to follow him. The other students were all piling into horse-less carriages, jabbering away about their summer vacations and how great it was to be in the next year up. The entire group had gathered, and Harry stepped out of the train behind Meiling, who was now standing on the other side of Sakura, gazing around curiously. He looked over all of them, and noticed that, except for the older girl who was hanging onto the taller of the two boys' arms and the silver haired boy who was stuffing some left over chocolate frogs into his mouth, everyone was looking at the same thing with their mouths hanging open: Hagrid.
Harry smiled. "That's Hagrid. He's the groundskeeper and Care of Magical Creatures Teacher here." He explained.
The tallest of the group shook his head and fixed his unbelieving stare on Harry. "That's Hagrid!?!" He asked. Harry nodded conformation and Sakura giggled a bit. Tomoyo once again had her video camera out and trained on the half-giant.
Just then, a tall witch in dark forest green robes came up to them. Harry's smile faltered as he wondered what he did this time. "Hello, Professor McGonagall." He said rather warily.
"Good evening, Mister Potter." She replied before turning her attention the new students. "Konbanwa. Hajimemashite, watashino McGonagall-senseidesu." She said before bowing politely.
"Hajimemashite, Watashino namaewa Kinomoto Sakura-desu." Sakura said, also bowing. She was happy that she would at least be able to speak a little Japanese around here. (I don't really feel like doing them all, but you get the idea.) The others introduced themselves and bowed politely.
"Kittekudasai." She said and started to lead them away. Ron and Hermione had joined Harry by now, and were all looking profusely confused at the change in language. They had all been speaking perfect English on the train (we'll just be un-original and say that Eriol cast a charm that lets them speak and understand English, k?). They began to follow her until they realized that Harry and the others, as well as Yukito and Nakuru were not.
Sakura looked slightly, well really, confused though Touya looked extremely happy to get rid of Nakuru. "Yukito-san, why aren't you coming?" She asked.
"Well, Nakuru and I weren't specifically invited to attend Hogwarts, and there weren't many positions available. So we decided to open a Manga shop here in Hogsmeade (yes, a manga shop ^.^;)." He explained. Then he leaned down to her ear. "Don't worry. I'll take good care of Kero for you. Wouldn't want people getting suspicious." He winked at her.
Sakura brightened. "Okay! I'll stop bye and see you sometime. Tell Kero-chan I'm sorry, and I'll bring him some pudding later if he's good." She smiled at Yukito who smiled back. "What about you, Harry-kun?" She asked turning to the English boy.
Professor McGonagall answered for him. "Oh no, Miss Kinomoto. What Professor Dumbledore has to say is for you six alone to hear. Now please, come along." She turned once again to a larger carriage than the others and gestured them all inside. Climbing in herself, she closed the door and the carriage was off, leaving behind three very stunned and confused students.
Once the coach pulled up in front of the school, the Japanese students got out and Professor McGonagall led them to a large stone gargoyle and whispered something to it. It sprang to life and jumped aside revealing a winding staircase. The seven of them climbed the stairs and suddenly stood outside a large wooden door. Professor McGonagall knocked twice, then opened the door and gestured them all in.
The room was decorated with portraits of many many people all craning their canvas-painted necks to get a better view of the six new people. Sakura jumped and scooted closer to Syaoran who blushed and put an arm protectively around her shoulders. Tomoyo, who was fascinated with the moving picture for the moment, suddenly had her camera out and going squealing "Kawaii!" and causing Syaoran's blush to deepen and Sakura's to begin. A soft chuckle was heard and all heads turned to the old, greying man that was sitting behind a large oak desk. He had a long white beard and was wearing a large pointed wizard's hat.
"Professor Dumbledore, the new students and teacher's aides from Japan." McGonagall said as way of introduction.
Professor Dumbledore smiled. "Thank you, Minerva. You may take the sorting hat and begin the feast. I will be down as soon as we are finished here." McGonagall nodded and picked up a rather frayed and aged looking hat, and walked out of the room. The elderly professor looked at the six people standing in front of him and motioned for them all to sit in the chairs that had magically (literally) appeared behind them. They obliged and sat, waiting for whatever was coming.
"Hello. I'm Professor Dumbledore, Headmaster here at Hogwarts." He never lost his smile. The others introduced themselves. "Ah yes, Mister Hiiragizawa. You will be our new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher. And this beautiful young lady, Miss Daidouji,-was it?-will be your assistant. Mister Kinomoto, I believe that you will be assisting our Groundskeeper, Rubeus Hagrid. And Miss Li, you will be assisting me. There is a task that I need completed, but alas, I am too busy to do it myself. I hope you don't mind." Meiling shook her head and smiled brightly at him. "Splendid. Now, I'm not going to beat around the bush. I will go straight into the reason why I asked you to attend Hogwarts, Miss Kinomoto and Mister Li, by saying that I know who you are and the things you have accomplished previous to this. But first, to better understand this, I will start off with a small story." The group relaxed into their chairs and Dumbledore began:
"In a time before Lord Voldemort, the founders of Hogwarts, Clow Reed, or even the reign of Humans on the earth, there was a great and terrible war; the war between Angels, who fought for peace and freedom, and the Daemons, who fought for power and control.
"One day, the Daemon Prince, heir to the throne of evil, was walking through the Sacred Garden, a garden on earth that was a sort of refuge for confused souls. He grew tired of the war, and decided to take some time off from the daily routine. As he came to a small stream, he chanced upon a beautiful young girl gazing wistfully into the water. He was entranced by her beauty, and fell instantly in love with her, not knowing that she was in fact the daughter of the God of Light, the Angel Princess.
"Feeling someone's intense gaze on her back, the young girl turned and found herself looking at the most handsome man she had ever seen. They stood staring at each other for countless moments, both unaware that the other was the offspring of their enemy.
"Finally, as the last rays of the sun died out, and the stars began to shine, they promised to meet again the next day, and the day after, and the day after. And so they met, and each time they fell more and more in love.
"One day, as they sat in each other's arms, watching the river flow, just as they were about to share their first kiss, their parents, the Gods of Light and Darkness happened upon them, and tore them from their love's embrace.
"Within a week's time, all out war was declared and the earth was turned into a battlefield. The two lovers were forbidden to meet again, and spent that week in utter despair.
"However, one night, only days after the war began, and countless lives were lost, the two star-crossed lovers snuck away from their prisons and met at the spot next to the stream. They decided that since they couldn't be together in life, they would be together in death.
"They transfigured their wands into daggers, and pointed each at the other's heart. As they leaned in for their first and final kiss, the daggers pierced their skin, and entered their hearts, bringing both pain and peace. Tears mingled with blood and passion, and as they died in each other's arms, their power and love created the Lover's Tear, which harboured whatever power that had not been sent into their wands. When they had at last faded away into nothing more than a memory, the daggers changed back into wands, and lay on either side of the gem.
"Unknown to either of them, their betrotheds had followed them, curious as to what they were doing. They watched the whole heartbreaking scene from the trees, and when all was done, they stepped out and found each other. Each had loved the one they were supposed to marry, though the feelings were not returned. And so, heartbroken and alone, they used the powerful stone, infused it with their own power, adding to the energy it possessed, and used it, to banish the Angels and the Daemons back to the worlds from whence they came.
"They lived out their lives as humans, helping to rebuild the broken world, and eventually fell in love with each other. They worked to keep the memory of the two lovers alive, knowing that they were in fact the saviours of the world, and it was their love that allowed life to continue.
"But, like all legends, they die with time. And so it was, that they became just that; a legend."
By the end of the story, Tomoyo and Sakura were in tears, stifling sobs of sadness. Tomoyo was clinging to Eriol, who wasn't smiling, and Meiling sat staring at nothing in particular. Even Touya looked fazed by the sadness of the story.
"Wh-what does that have to do with us, Professor?" Eriol asked his voice tight.
"Please, call me Albus. We are, after all, fellow professors." Eriol nodded rather shakily. "Sakura, Syaoran, please take out your wands."
Sakura reached a shaky hand into her robes, as did Syaoran, and pulled out the odd wand that Ollivander had sold her, and put it on the desk in front of Dumbledore. As she glanced at Syaoran's wand, she gasped. It looked very much like hers, though it was darker, almost black and a little longer. It had the same pricks of light all over it, the ones Ollivander had told her wad Pixie dust, and the same shine.
"Yes," Dumbledore was saying. "Yes, those are the wands." He looked at the wands with awe.
"A-are you saying, Sakura and Syaoran, are some kind of reincarnation of the two lovers or something?" Meiling asked incredulously.
"I'm not saying anything, Miss Li. But those are the wands they used. They are very powerful, drawing their energy from the six elements, instead of only one. Now, I will be honest with you all. I specifically asked you here for reasons. Sakura, I was the one that offered your father that job. You see, we have reason to believe, your wands being part of it, the Lover's Tear really does exist, and is somewhere here in England. We have pinpointed the location to one specific area, and asked for your father's assistance and expertise in uncovering the artefact. He knows about everything. I explained it all in a letter. I also wanted to ask for your help, you being the Card Mistress and most powerful sorceress in the world." Sakura was now very pale and hanging limply onto Syaoran's arm. She nodded unsteadily, feeling very faint. "We have a slight problem, if you hadn't known already. The Dark Lord, Lord Voldemort, has risen again and is also in search of the Lover's Tear. He has gathered an army that will be hard for us alone to defeat. I couldn't very well expect you to come here all alone, and it is well known, at least to myself, what you and your friends can do." He smiled again, though this time, it seemed sad. "Yes, with help from the half-reincarnation of Clow Reed, the Card Mistress, and the future leader of the Li Clan, we should stand a fighting chance. I trust that Professor Hiiragizawa has explained to you the importance of keeping your identity secret?" They all nodded affirmation and Dumbledore continued. "Very well. We will go down to the Great Hall were Sakura and Syaoran will be sorted, and begin the new school year like any other." He stood as did the rest of them and led the way to the Great Hall.
~*~Meanwhile~*~
"I wonder what's happening. Dumbledore's been gone for quite a while." Harry said to Ron and Hermione. "The Sorting's almost over!" Just then, the teacher's door opened, and Dumbledore led the two new students and the other's up onto the platform. Sakura and Syaoran stood in front of the Teacher's table, while the rest took their respective places.
"Welcome back everyone, I trust you all had a wonderful summer." Dumbledore announced, and there were murmurs of confirmation. "I am pleased to announce that we have some new students that will be joining the fifth year classes, as well as new teachers and aides. We will start off by sorting our two new students."
"Two?" Hermione hissed. "There were five of them earlier."
"Kinomoto, Sakura!" McGonagall called, and Sakura went up and sat on the stool. The hat was placed on her head, and slid down over her eyes.
Hmm, said a small voice in her head. Why, good-evening, Card Mistress.
G-good evening. Sakura thought. Umm, not to be rude, but, what are you?
I am the Sorting Hat. I put people into the houses they belong in. However, I do have trouble at times; would you like to help me out?
I suppose so. What do you need?
I see a lack of the ambition you need for Slytherin, so it won't be there. Though you're not stupid, you can be a bit slow . . . especially in the matters of love, so we can leave out Ravenclaw.
Hey!
Sorry, sorry, didn't mean to insult you. Now, you are quite faithful to your friends and your causes. But you're also very brave. You're loyal, friendly, powerful. . . . But where to put you . . . ?
Umm . . . well, I don't know much about the houses here, but I met a new friend on the train. I think his name was Harry Potter. The only people I know here, I won't be able to be with, except maybe Syaoran. At this thought, she blushed.
Ah yes, Harry Potter. I see. Very well then, since not even I can get in the way of fate, better be "GRYFFINDOR!!!" It yelled the last part out to the whole hall, and cheers erupted from all the students, except for one table. Sakura pulled the hat off her head and walked slowly to the table that was cheering the loudest. She sat down next to Harry and smiled at him. He smiled back and turned to watch Syaoran being sorted. Sakura prayed silently that they would be together.
"Li, Syaoran!" McGonagall called.
Syaoran walked up to the stool with only one thought in mind: Sakura.
Well, well, well, somebody's got a busy mind, hasn't he?
Sakura, Sakura, Sakura, Sakura, Sakura, Sakura. . . .
Umm, okay. Well, I see a thirst to prove yourself, especially to your family.
Sakura, Sakura, Sakura, Sakura, Sakura, Sakura. . . .
Riiiiiiiiight. Not a bad mind. Very loyal, particularly to-
Sakura, Sakura, Sakura, Sakura, Sakura, Sakura. . . .
Yes, her. She seemed quite taken with you. Now, you've atoned for past wrong doings, and although Slytherin would help you become great, I just don't see you there. Nor in Hufflepuff. Ravenclaw, maybe. Or maybe-
Sakura, Sakura, Sakura, Sakura, Sakura, Sakura. . . .
Yes, I get the FRIGGIN point already! Can't you think about anything else!?!
No.
. . . .
You better put me with my Sakura-chan, hat, or I'll rip you apart.
"Gryffindor!" The hat yelled, rather angrily. Once again, the hall applauded loudly, and Syaoran walked up and sat next to Sakura, smiling.
"Oh Syaoran! I'm so happy we're together!" She cried, tackling him in a hug. She then realized what she said and did and immediately turned scarlet. "I-I mean, you know, in the same house." She added, letting go of him and straightening her robes. Syaoran blushed as well and nodded. Hermione rolled her eyes.
"Congratulations to our two new students. Please, treat them kindly and with respect." Dumbledore said, standing. "Now, I would like to introduce your new Defence Against the Dark Arts Teacher, Eriol Hiiragizawa, and his assistant, Tomoyo Daidouji." Eriol and Tomoyo stood and nodded at the crowd that gasped seeing that their teacher was their age, and in some cases younger than them. Sakura, however, clapped loudly, unaware that most of the stares turned to her, and Tomoyo waved, video camera in hand. Syaoran scowled and remained silent.
"Honestly. Doesn't she know that electronic devices don't work here?" Hermione asked once the shock had worn off.
"Eriol-kun put a charm on it so that it would work." Sakura explained, earning a glare from Hermione which instantly shut her up.
"He can't possibly do that, he's our age." She said haughtily.
Syaoran gave Hermione a death-glare. "In case you haven't noticed, he's your new professor, I'm pretty sure he's a lot more powerful than you. And just because you can't do something doesn't mean nobody else can." Syaoran said angrily. "And besides, what did Sakura ever do to you? The least you can do, since you're so inept at being nice, is not say anything at all." He stopped at a pleading look from Sakura, leaving Hermione with her mouth hanging open. She promptly shut it and turned to Ron.
"Still think they aren't that powerful?" She hissed. "Even if it is only one of them."
Up at the teacher's table, Dumbledore had continued. "This is Touya Kinomoto, he will be aiding Hagrid with Care of Magical Creatures." Touya stood and nodded curtly, ignoring the sighs and girlish giggling from the crowd. "And lastly, Meiling Li will be helping me in a task. I will ask you all to be civil with her while she's running around the school doing whatever it is I've asked her to do. The same goes for all of the new additions." Murmurs of assent went through the hall from everyone but the Slytherins. "Thank you. Now, enjoy the feast." Instantly, plates filled with food, and talk about the upcoming year invaded the previous silence.
At the Gryffindor table, Sakura was chatting happily with Neville, and Syaoran was eating quietly. Suddenly, a scream rang through the hall, and Sakura was on the floor backing away from the table.
"G-g-g-ghost." She whispered, pointing at a silver spirit. In a second flat, Syaoran was picking Sakura up off the floor, and held her in his left arm, his sword in his right hand, pointed at the ghost. Sakura had her head buried in Syaoran's chest, and she was shaking.
The ghost laughed, causing Sakura to shake even more and whimper a bit. "Why, I'm not a bad ghost. And besides, you wouldn't be able to hurt me, I'm dead."
"Maybe not, but I can banish you to hell and keep you from coming back." Syaoran growled. This seemed to work, for the ghost gulped loudly and sank through the floor. Syaoran turned his attention back to Sakura, ignoring the fact that the Great Hall had gone dead quiet and all eyes were on them. "It's ok, Sakura. It's gone now. Shhh." He whispered into her hair. She had begun to cry. "It's ok. Come on; let's get you out of here." He started towards the door, Sakura in his arms, when Dumbledore stood.
"Harry, would you kindly show them to the Gryffindor common room?" Harry nodded and stood up, following. Meiling, Tomoyo and Touya also stood. Eriol stayed behind to converse with Dumbledore about Sakura's immense fear of Ghosts.
Meiling walked with Harry, leading them up long flights of stairs and through twisting corridors, Sakura and Syaoran followed, and Tomoyo, with camera in hand and to her eye, trailed with Touya next to her glaring evilly at the back of Syaoran's head.
"What's wrong with her?" Harry asked Meiling.
"She's afraid of ghosts. Really, really afraid." Meiling explained.
"But he's a friendly ghost. Doesn't that make a difference?"
"No not really. He's still a ghost. Is it ordinary for ghosts to wander the halls here?"
"Yup. That was Sir Nicholas. We call him Nearly Headless Nick. He's the ghost of Gryffindor House."
"Oh lordy." Meiling sighed. She glanced behind as a grunt was heard, and found that Sakura had fallen asleep and Syaoran was now carrying her, a blush apparent even in the dark halls of Hogwarts.
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So ends another chapter. I hoped you all like the way the plot is going. I made that legend thingy up all by myself **looks proud** I think I'll make it into a story ^.^ Nobody gets to use it without my permission, got it!?! . I worked hard for that story.
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