EVERYONE DANCE FOR JOY! YOUR FAVORITE (and most-likely only) NATIVE-AMERICAN AUTHOR HAS UPDATED!!!
...Yes, believe it or not, Sharky *is* Native American. Cherokee to be exact.
And before you proceed I'd just like to say that all the people who kept asking me about when there'll be S&S moments (which is basically all of you), you'll be happy with this chapter ^^
Fang of an Immortal
Tears--Even Mortal Ones--Can Heal
Everyone just sort of...stared.
"Sa-Sakura?" Harry murmered in shock.
Syaoran would have killed the basilisk already--if he had been able to take his eyes off the silver statue before him.
Everyone stood in silence.
Never had anyone seen something so beautiful... yet so terrifying.
Every crease in the hands, every ripple of clothing, every strand of hair was perfect right down to the smallest detail. And the silver...the silver was the deepest, purest, most beautiful silver anyone had ever seen.
And then--
A spark grew and another brilliant white light flashed at the figure's heart. When the light died down it left...a what?
Everyone wanted to lean forward to see the small...whatever it was that the light had left. But they stood perfectly still, as if they would move, even Time itself would shatter. Some dared not even to breathe.
And then they found out what it was as *it* started to grow.
*CrkKkKKkkkkkkKKKKkKKKKKKKkkKKKkkkkKKkkkKKKKKKKKKkkkkkkk!*
Cracks reacked like tree branches, spread like cobwebs--which ever description you prefer.
Finally the whole of the statue had cracks running up and down, going every whichway.
And it shattered.
Shattered.
Shattered into a million pieces, raining silver.
And Sakura stumbled forth.
Not silver Sakura, not a wax Sakura like the one of Hermione that they stupidly used in the second movie when she was petrified, but the real Sakura.
Looking up with large, innocent, hurt eyes, she gazed at the basilisk.
It slithered over to Sakura and climbed up her legs and back so it could rest on her shoulders.
Sakura started talking to it.
Of course, no one could understand; they were talking in Parsel Tongue. And for some odd reason, Harry couldn't understand either.
The basilisk raised its head and scanned the croud. It stopped, and said something to Sakura.
Sakra looked where the basilisk was looking.
Malfoy gulped.
She was looking straight at him.
She glared, a glare that was so cold it could freeze fire.
And then he felt it. He wanted to scream in pain. He opened his mouth to, but his voice was caught in his throaght like a fly caught in a spiderweb. He tried to tear his eyes from Sakura's, the eyes that burned into his, but he couldn't. He couldn't move. Her eyes peirced into his, and his whole body was clamped in pain. Her eyes just kept boaring into him, and he bured white-hot with cold.
Then she looked away.
The pain stopped.
"You turned silver..." Hagrid said softly with amazement. "But only immortals do, you said. Yer no immortal...are yeh?"
Sakura's eyes grew even larger and she slowly shook her head.
"N-no," she stammered.
"But how come you turned silver?" Ron said without thinking.
Sakura didn't even glance at him. She just started speaking.
"There's a legend..." she said and paused as if trying to decide something crucial. Then she continued. "There's an old legend," her eyes were glazed over again, "that says 'To die in the place of an immortal is to become an immortal oneself.'"
There was another long pause and she just stood there.
"Maybe..." she said slowly, thinking about every word carefully, "...Maybe one of my ancestors...died in place of an immortal..."
"How can an immortal die? They're immortal! They can't die!" Someone asked from the class.
"Immortals can't die...of old age."
Students leaned forward to hear what she said.
"She was being quite concieted when she told them that..."
"Who?" Several voices rang out in unison.
"The First Immortal. She said that immortals can't die, and added 'of old age' very softly. They can be killed by physical means."
Suddenly Sakura jerked her head up and spun around. Everyone looked where she was looking.
The Forbidden Forest.
Sakura just stared and didn't move.
Poeple started calling out to her, asking if she was all right.
"Shh!!!" she would hiss every time.
Then she relaxed, but her face donned a look of perplexion.
They heard rustling.
Everyone stared at the forest, wondering what would come out.
And then they saw the unicorn.
It paused seeing all the humans, and then trotted forth.
It was a pure white one with violet eyes and a silver horn.
Hagrid gasped.
"This is great! Everyone should remember this, it ain't everyday yer get to see a live unicorn! Everyone be perfectly still! Let's see if we can get it over here!"
But it trotted right past half of the students--and over to Sakura.
"Moonspear..." she pleaded.
Sakura! I felt you when I was playing with my friends and we came to visit!
Sakura's eyes widened.
"W-we???"
The unicorn looked back.
Come on guys! It's fine!
"What's going on here???" Hagrid demanded.
Sakura turned to him.
"I'm so sorry! I-I met her at the edge of the forest one night while I was taking a walk!!!"
"Hey look!" someone cried.
Everyone turned to see another pure white mare, only this time her eyes were pale blue and her horn looked as if it were made of glass.
This is my cousin, Icedagger! Moonspear said happily.
Icedagger sniffed Sakura's hand and took the sugar cubes she had smuggled out of her pocket.
"You guys are causing trouble for me!!!" Sakura hissed.
But you haven't met the rest of my friends!
"It'll have to wait!"
It was too late.
A brown mare, a grey male and a black male trotted forward. Moonspear introduced them all.
That's Chestnut, Storm, and Midnight.
Sakura nodded and looked over her shoulder at everyone. She could feel her face becoming red as she gave each newcommer a sugar cube.
"I need you to do me a favor." Sakura whispered to the group of unicorns.
Anything for the one who saved Moonspear! Storm edged closer to the mare.
Sakura smiled. They were sure to be mates come spring.
And thinking this, she lost herself and stole a glance of Syaoran.
He was staring straight at her and she looked away instantly, trying to inch into the croud of unicorns to hide herself. The truth is, she was scared of Syaoran.
She whispered her plan to the unicorns and they all nodded and seperated.
Icespear trotted over to Hagrid, who was extremly pleased, and the rest sniffed the students. Sakura went back to her friends.
On the outside she was calm, but on the inside she was torn.
No. Not here. She couldn't have an emotional breakdown here.
But the more she tried to stop it, the more her stomach hurt. And the more she thought about the look in Syaoran's eyes, the more she wanted to cry. But she couldn't. Not here.
~~~
Malfoy saw it. The look on Sakura's face. She looked as if she wanted to cry.
Malfoy hated crybabies. But why did he like her so much?
That's when he decided, as he let the gray unicorn sniff him, that he would have Sakura. No matter what.
Then class was dismissed and they went up to their dorms.
But Malfoy was getting aggitated. What was with the big crowd?
He pushed forward and soon found out why.
Standing only a meter apart was Sakura and Li.
Li was staring at her, worry in his eyes and Sakura had her head down, staring at her feet.
Li reached for her and she smacked his hand away.
He looked at her in shock; she at him in fear.
And she backed away slowely to the stairwell. She turned and fled, leaving everyone else behind.
'This is perfect!' Malfoy thought as the crowd dispersed and he walked in the direction of the Slytherein common room.
'Tommorow I'll go up to her pretending to feel sorry for her, and I'll be all sympathetic...I'll lure her right into my arms.' He grinned and stalked off to the dungeons.
~~~
"I think we'd better go up!" Tomoyo whispered to the others.
"Why?" Ginny asked.
Hermione looked at Tomoyo in confusement.
Tomoyo looked over to Sakura, and then where Syaoran was seated.
He had a book in his hand but his eyes were on Sakura.
"We can't leave her alone!" Ginny protested. "What if he does something to her?"
"Look, I've known Syaoran for a long time," The other two girls gaped at this, "And I've know Sakura even longer. Trust me on this one."
Tomoyo turned around.
"Sakura, we're going to bed!"
"Good night!" Sakura said, not even looking up from her book.
The three girls left and now only Sakura, Syaoran, Harry, Ron, and Eriol occupied the common room.
"I think we'd better go too." Eriol said.
The same thing happened with the boys, only Harry refused to leave.
"I don't care what you say, I'm not going to leave them alone!"
"Look, this is something they have to deal with alone!" Eriol said.
"I don't care!" Harry snapped. So they stayed.
Meanwhile in Syaoran's part of the room--
He reached out. She slapped him.
He could not get that memory out of his mind.
He bubbled with hate.
This wasn't his Sakura.
He wanted to hit her back.
He got up and stalked over to her.
But when he got there he couldn't do it. So he just stood there, unaware of the three pairs of eyes that watched him.
He stood behind her and she kept on reading.
And very slowly, he turned away.
"Don't leave."
He looked back at her.
Did she know it was him?
There was a long silence and--
"I'm sorry."
Those were her simple words.
Syaoran felt his lower lip tremble.
He bit it hard.
"And Syaoran?"
He looked up.
She had turned herself around in her seat and was looking up at him. A couple tears found their way down her cheeks.
"It's alright to cry."
And Syaoran lost it.
He held his arm up to his face an cried like a child.
Harry and Ron stared.
Eriol said "Told you so," as he pulled them up to the boy's common room.
Sakura got up, knocking the chair over and flung herself into Syaoran's arms. He stumbled back, and fell onto the sofa.
Sakura curled up in his lap, clinging to his shirt and he held her tight.
She cried into his shirt; he into her hair.
They felt eachother's heart, and they were both beating the same speed.
So they sat there, crying over the years they had missed.
KAWAII!!! SO CUTE, NO?!?!?!?! I know it didn't turn out that well, but... hehehehehe...I was in a romantic mood...before I finnished this chapter I wrote a love poem to this guy...*BLUSH* eheheheheh...um...I would love to see your names in the reviews of it. It's called "You" and...*blushes even more and runs away*
...Yes, believe it or not, Sharky *is* Native American. Cherokee to be exact.
And before you proceed I'd just like to say that all the people who kept asking me about when there'll be S&S moments (which is basically all of you), you'll be happy with this chapter ^^
Fang of an Immortal
Tears--Even Mortal Ones--Can Heal
Everyone just sort of...stared.
"Sa-Sakura?" Harry murmered in shock.
Syaoran would have killed the basilisk already--if he had been able to take his eyes off the silver statue before him.
Everyone stood in silence.
Never had anyone seen something so beautiful... yet so terrifying.
Every crease in the hands, every ripple of clothing, every strand of hair was perfect right down to the smallest detail. And the silver...the silver was the deepest, purest, most beautiful silver anyone had ever seen.
And then--
A spark grew and another brilliant white light flashed at the figure's heart. When the light died down it left...a what?
Everyone wanted to lean forward to see the small...whatever it was that the light had left. But they stood perfectly still, as if they would move, even Time itself would shatter. Some dared not even to breathe.
And then they found out what it was as *it* started to grow.
*CrkKkKKkkkkkkKKKKkKKKKKKKkkKKKkkkkKKkkkKKKKKKKKKkkkkkkk!*
Cracks reacked like tree branches, spread like cobwebs--which ever description you prefer.
Finally the whole of the statue had cracks running up and down, going every whichway.
And it shattered.
Shattered.
Shattered into a million pieces, raining silver.
And Sakura stumbled forth.
Not silver Sakura, not a wax Sakura like the one of Hermione that they stupidly used in the second movie when she was petrified, but the real Sakura.
Looking up with large, innocent, hurt eyes, she gazed at the basilisk.
It slithered over to Sakura and climbed up her legs and back so it could rest on her shoulders.
Sakura started talking to it.
Of course, no one could understand; they were talking in Parsel Tongue. And for some odd reason, Harry couldn't understand either.
The basilisk raised its head and scanned the croud. It stopped, and said something to Sakura.
Sakra looked where the basilisk was looking.
Malfoy gulped.
She was looking straight at him.
She glared, a glare that was so cold it could freeze fire.
And then he felt it. He wanted to scream in pain. He opened his mouth to, but his voice was caught in his throaght like a fly caught in a spiderweb. He tried to tear his eyes from Sakura's, the eyes that burned into his, but he couldn't. He couldn't move. Her eyes peirced into his, and his whole body was clamped in pain. Her eyes just kept boaring into him, and he bured white-hot with cold.
Then she looked away.
The pain stopped.
"You turned silver..." Hagrid said softly with amazement. "But only immortals do, you said. Yer no immortal...are yeh?"
Sakura's eyes grew even larger and she slowly shook her head.
"N-no," she stammered.
"But how come you turned silver?" Ron said without thinking.
Sakura didn't even glance at him. She just started speaking.
"There's a legend..." she said and paused as if trying to decide something crucial. Then she continued. "There's an old legend," her eyes were glazed over again, "that says 'To die in the place of an immortal is to become an immortal oneself.'"
There was another long pause and she just stood there.
"Maybe..." she said slowly, thinking about every word carefully, "...Maybe one of my ancestors...died in place of an immortal..."
"How can an immortal die? They're immortal! They can't die!" Someone asked from the class.
"Immortals can't die...of old age."
Students leaned forward to hear what she said.
"She was being quite concieted when she told them that..."
"Who?" Several voices rang out in unison.
"The First Immortal. She said that immortals can't die, and added 'of old age' very softly. They can be killed by physical means."
Suddenly Sakura jerked her head up and spun around. Everyone looked where she was looking.
The Forbidden Forest.
Sakura just stared and didn't move.
Poeple started calling out to her, asking if she was all right.
"Shh!!!" she would hiss every time.
Then she relaxed, but her face donned a look of perplexion.
They heard rustling.
Everyone stared at the forest, wondering what would come out.
And then they saw the unicorn.
It paused seeing all the humans, and then trotted forth.
It was a pure white one with violet eyes and a silver horn.
Hagrid gasped.
"This is great! Everyone should remember this, it ain't everyday yer get to see a live unicorn! Everyone be perfectly still! Let's see if we can get it over here!"
But it trotted right past half of the students--and over to Sakura.
"Moonspear..." she pleaded.
Sakura! I felt you when I was playing with my friends and we came to visit!
Sakura's eyes widened.
"W-we???"
The unicorn looked back.
Come on guys! It's fine!
"What's going on here???" Hagrid demanded.
Sakura turned to him.
"I'm so sorry! I-I met her at the edge of the forest one night while I was taking a walk!!!"
"Hey look!" someone cried.
Everyone turned to see another pure white mare, only this time her eyes were pale blue and her horn looked as if it were made of glass.
This is my cousin, Icedagger! Moonspear said happily.
Icedagger sniffed Sakura's hand and took the sugar cubes she had smuggled out of her pocket.
"You guys are causing trouble for me!!!" Sakura hissed.
But you haven't met the rest of my friends!
"It'll have to wait!"
It was too late.
A brown mare, a grey male and a black male trotted forward. Moonspear introduced them all.
That's Chestnut, Storm, and Midnight.
Sakura nodded and looked over her shoulder at everyone. She could feel her face becoming red as she gave each newcommer a sugar cube.
"I need you to do me a favor." Sakura whispered to the group of unicorns.
Anything for the one who saved Moonspear! Storm edged closer to the mare.
Sakura smiled. They were sure to be mates come spring.
And thinking this, she lost herself and stole a glance of Syaoran.
He was staring straight at her and she looked away instantly, trying to inch into the croud of unicorns to hide herself. The truth is, she was scared of Syaoran.
She whispered her plan to the unicorns and they all nodded and seperated.
Icespear trotted over to Hagrid, who was extremly pleased, and the rest sniffed the students. Sakura went back to her friends.
On the outside she was calm, but on the inside she was torn.
No. Not here. She couldn't have an emotional breakdown here.
But the more she tried to stop it, the more her stomach hurt. And the more she thought about the look in Syaoran's eyes, the more she wanted to cry. But she couldn't. Not here.
~~~
Malfoy saw it. The look on Sakura's face. She looked as if she wanted to cry.
Malfoy hated crybabies. But why did he like her so much?
That's when he decided, as he let the gray unicorn sniff him, that he would have Sakura. No matter what.
Then class was dismissed and they went up to their dorms.
But Malfoy was getting aggitated. What was with the big crowd?
He pushed forward and soon found out why.
Standing only a meter apart was Sakura and Li.
Li was staring at her, worry in his eyes and Sakura had her head down, staring at her feet.
Li reached for her and she smacked his hand away.
He looked at her in shock; she at him in fear.
And she backed away slowely to the stairwell. She turned and fled, leaving everyone else behind.
'This is perfect!' Malfoy thought as the crowd dispersed and he walked in the direction of the Slytherein common room.
'Tommorow I'll go up to her pretending to feel sorry for her, and I'll be all sympathetic...I'll lure her right into my arms.' He grinned and stalked off to the dungeons.
~~~
"I think we'd better go up!" Tomoyo whispered to the others.
"Why?" Ginny asked.
Hermione looked at Tomoyo in confusement.
Tomoyo looked over to Sakura, and then where Syaoran was seated.
He had a book in his hand but his eyes were on Sakura.
"We can't leave her alone!" Ginny protested. "What if he does something to her?"
"Look, I've known Syaoran for a long time," The other two girls gaped at this, "And I've know Sakura even longer. Trust me on this one."
Tomoyo turned around.
"Sakura, we're going to bed!"
"Good night!" Sakura said, not even looking up from her book.
The three girls left and now only Sakura, Syaoran, Harry, Ron, and Eriol occupied the common room.
"I think we'd better go too." Eriol said.
The same thing happened with the boys, only Harry refused to leave.
"I don't care what you say, I'm not going to leave them alone!"
"Look, this is something they have to deal with alone!" Eriol said.
"I don't care!" Harry snapped. So they stayed.
Meanwhile in Syaoran's part of the room--
He reached out. She slapped him.
He could not get that memory out of his mind.
He bubbled with hate.
This wasn't his Sakura.
He wanted to hit her back.
He got up and stalked over to her.
But when he got there he couldn't do it. So he just stood there, unaware of the three pairs of eyes that watched him.
He stood behind her and she kept on reading.
And very slowly, he turned away.
"Don't leave."
He looked back at her.
Did she know it was him?
There was a long silence and--
"I'm sorry."
Those were her simple words.
Syaoran felt his lower lip tremble.
He bit it hard.
"And Syaoran?"
He looked up.
She had turned herself around in her seat and was looking up at him. A couple tears found their way down her cheeks.
"It's alright to cry."
And Syaoran lost it.
He held his arm up to his face an cried like a child.
Harry and Ron stared.
Eriol said "Told you so," as he pulled them up to the boy's common room.
Sakura got up, knocking the chair over and flung herself into Syaoran's arms. He stumbled back, and fell onto the sofa.
Sakura curled up in his lap, clinging to his shirt and he held her tight.
She cried into his shirt; he into her hair.
They felt eachother's heart, and they were both beating the same speed.
So they sat there, crying over the years they had missed.
KAWAII!!! SO CUTE, NO?!?!?!?! I know it didn't turn out that well, but... hehehehehe...I was in a romantic mood...before I finnished this chapter I wrote a love poem to this guy...*BLUSH* eheheheheh...um...I would love to see your names in the reviews of it. It's called "You" and...*blushes even more and runs away*