Daphne: "Well-here is the fourth chapter! Harry is introduced in this chapter, and also another character who you have all been waiting for, I am sure! OH! The plot is thickening! Just read and find out what I am talking about!

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Hogwarts-Sakura style

by: Daphne Li

Chapter 4.











A muscular, black-haired young man with stunning green eyes stood in the middle of his room, gazing around for any articles missing from his trunk. Not noticing anything, the boy closed the large trunk, grabbed a very fancy looking broom, and then dragged them both out of his room and down the stairs to the living room. Then he dashed back upstairs to retrieve a large metal cage that was sitting on his desk. It was empty, but it seemed to be important to him. Just as he was about to leave the room again, there came a tapping at the window. The boy turned to see a white owl sitting outside, looking ruffled.

"Hedwig!" With one swift bound, the boy was at his window, and letting the owl inside. The owl hooted gently, and then held out her leg as the boy took something off it.

//"To Harry Potter," he read: "Harry, I can't wait to see you! Come soon! Hermione is not coming until July, so we will have some quality men time.not that I am complaining about Hermione's company, but still.come quick! Fred and George are driving me crazy, following me around the house and insisting that I try all the new things from their joke shop. Blimey, I need someone who is sane in the house! Please help! Sincerely, Ron."//

The young man, Harry, gave a chuckle and helped his owl into the metal cage. Then, after folding the letter and putting it into his pocket, he ran back down the stairs of his aunt and uncle's house. They had gone out that morning, to avoid being there when he did that 'funny stuff', as Harry's cousin Dudley Dursley put it. That 'funny stuff', was in fact, throwing a pinch of Floo Powder into the fire, and then jumping in after it, calling out the name of the place you wanted to go. It was like an instant messenger, except instead of sending messages, it sent the person! Harry had purchased a little of the powder in Diagon Alley the last time he had visited, and he found that it came in handy.

"Ready Hedwig?" Harry asked, picking up his things and placing them beside the roaring fire that he had started a few moments before. The owl hooted, and Harry took this as an invitation to throw the powder into the fire and then step into it with his things.

"The Burrow!" Harry shouted. He closed his eyes as he began to shoot past chimneys and fireplaces. As soon as he felt himself slowing down, he put out his hands, and tumbled into the Weasley's living room, making quite a noise. His trunk, broom, and owl hurtled in after him. With a slight groan, Harry stood and brushed the soot off his clothes. It was then that Harry noticed he had not been greeted by the usual sounds of the Weasley house. No one had come to greet him, and no sound came from the kitchen, where Mrs. Weasley usually was found cooking something or other. For once, the ghoul in the attic was silent, and even Ron was nowhere in sight.

"Hello?!" Harry called, looking around anxiously. All at once, there was the sound of tiny padding feet, and a kitten skidded into the room. It had strange pink fur, and bright green eyes. This one was followed by two more, a pure silver ball of fur with brown eyes, and a purplish-blue kitten with amethyst eyes. They all stared at him, curious, and then they tumbled back up the staircase.

"Hey, wait!" Harry called, casing after them. They came to a stop as a door opened next to Harry, and a girl appeared.

"Really! I thought someone was dying.Harry!" The last word came as more of a half-gasp, half-shriek. Harry looked up to see a very pale, very flustered-looking Ginny. For a moment, Harry froze, unable to form any coherent speech. Then something brushed up against his leg, and he looked down to see the silver kitten looking up at him, its eyes seeming almost to laugh at him. Only then was Harry able to speak.

"I just saw your.erm.kittens and I thought I would follow them to see where they would go." He said lamely, flinching at the words. Ginny was just as embarrassed.

"Oh, they are just frisky. I.didn't know that you had come, or else I would have greeted you. I am sorry. If you want, Ron, Fred and George are out at the 'Quidditch Pitch'." She said quickly, her cheeks turning a bit red.

"Actually, I am kind of tired. I think I will just stay here.by the way. Where is everyone else?" He asked. Ginny shot him a weak smile.

"Oh, Mum has gone to have tea with Professor McGonagle, and the boys are playing Quidditch. OH! Would you like me to help you carry your things up to Ron's room?" Ginny asked quickly. Harry was about to refuse, but she was already at the bottom of the stairs, so he simply followed her.

"Hello Hedwig!" Ginny chirped, opening the cage and letting the owl free. It hooted a thank you, and then flew out an open window. Then Ginny reached over and grabbed one handle of Harry's trunk. Harry took the other one, and they slowly made their way up the steep flight of stairs, Ginny still holding Hedwig's cage, and Harry carrying his broom under one arm.

By the time they had reached Ron's room, they were both exhausted. They dropped the trunk on the floor and then plopped down on the bed. That was when Harry noticed that Ron's usually bright-orange room had been remodeled. The posters of the Chuddly Cannons were gone, and in their place, light blue paint covered the walls. Ron's orange comforter was gone as well, and replaced by a forest green one.

"He got tired of the posters. He and dad found some paint in the attic and they painted the room. Then mom went out and got the comforter for him." Ginny said softly, noticing Harry's confusion. Harry nodded in understanding, and then jumped as the pink kitten leaped into the room and onto his lap. It gazed up at him with intelligent green eyes and then looked over at Ginny. For some reason, she turned bright red and shook nodded her head.

"What's the matter?" Harry asked, worried. Ginny looked up at him and blushed even more.

"Nothing!" She said a little too quickly. Harry frowned slightly, but didn't push the subject. He brushed a strand of his ever-messy black hair out of his eyes, and then stroked the kitten in his lap.

"Well how have you been." He began.

"Ginny? Ginny! When is Harry supposed to get here? Ginny?!" A voice, Ron's, shouted up the stairs. Ginny sighed and Harry grinned at her.

"Let me answer him." He chuckled, winking saucily at her. One thing that Ginny had forgotten to mention to her new kitten friends.Harry Potter had also become known as one of the school's biggest heart-breakers. He had dated quite a few girls, for short periods of time, and he ignored all the others. It just depended on his mood. He had also become more sure of himself, and to some people, even a bit cocky. But this had nothing to do with his being famous.

"Oh, I'm not sure Ron. Perhaps he is already here!" Harry called down the stairs in a high voice, making himself sound like a very squeaky girl. There came a great bout of laughter from downstairs, as Harry pranced down the stairs, pretending to hold up a skirt as he walked. Ginny giggled hysterically and retreated to her room, with her three new friends on her heals. Harry may have become a heart-breaker, but he was still the same old Harry, through and through.

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"Why did you say that?!" Ginny cried, as soon as they were safe in her room. Sakura laughed.

'Say what?' She asked cheekily. Ginny glowered at her.

"That Harry and I looked 'cute' together? Harry would never look at me twice! He was just being polite." Ginny insisted, causing the three kitten/girls to laugh again and change the subject.

'Come on, Ginny! Let's get you dressed for supper!' Tomoyo squealed, prancing over to Ginny's closet and pawing it open. She carefully gazed at all there was to offer, and then she jumped up, and pawed a shirt off its hanger. Ginny picked it up and looked at it. It was an old, creamy-white peasant blouse of hers, that her mother had bought for her at a second-hand shop. Then Tomoyo moved over to the dresser, and with superhuman strength (at least for a kitten), pawed open a drawer and jumped in. After a few moments, she was back again, looking dissatisfied.

'Nothing. Sakura, could you.' Tomoyo went over and whispered into Sakura's ear. Sakura nodded, and then padded into Ginny's closet. Tomoyo pushed the door shut.

'Ready!' She called. There was a flash of light from inside the closet, which made Ginny jump backwards onto her bed. Then the closet door opened on its own, and Sakura came trotting out, batting a large bundle of fabric in front of her. Ginny eyed it for a moment, and then picked it up, unfolding it at she did so.

"Oh my.how did you do that?!" Ginny gasped, as she caught sight of the light green Capri's.

'It is all in the wrist, darling.' Rika commented, jumping up on the bed. They weren't about to admit that Sakura had used her sorceress powers to make the Capri's for Ginny! Ginny grinned and then slipped on both articles of clothing. When she was through, she looked at the product and gaped.

'Very nice! The colors really bring out your skin tone and hair color.' Sakura commented, before Tomoyo instructed Ginny to brush her hair. Ginny did as she was told, and then, with some careful instructions from Tomoyo, did her hair as well. When she was finished, her long, waist-length red hair was pulled up into braids, and then tastefully twined around her head. It was secured by a few mother-of-pearl clips that Sakura 'happened' to have on her person (or kitten body--), and then Ginny was done!

'I like dressing people up!' Tomoyo announced, her amethyst eyes sparkling.

"Thank you very much." Ginny breathed, gazing at herself in the mirror. Then she added a bit of muggle make-up that Hermione had given her last year, to the picture.

"What do you think?" She asked. The three kittens giggled.

'You will knock his socks off!'

'He will never know what hit him.'

'He's putty in your hands.'

At their comments, Ginny blushed and acted as though she had no idea what they were talking about. But in truth, her heart was pounding at the thought of Harry even glancing at her.

"Ginny, supper!" Molly Weasley's voice trilled up the stairs.

"Coming mum!" She called back, opening her door and slowly walking down the stairs, the kittens close behind. As she entered the kitchen, Ginny noticed that everyone but her was seated at the table, waiting for her. Her father looked up and smiled, his eyes widening a bit.

"Honey, you look great. How was your day?" He asked, causing everyone else to look up. Ginny nodded slightly, trying to keep from blushing as everyone's, (excluding her father's) mouths dropped open.

"Fine dad. What about yours?" She returned as she sat down, ignoring the gaping mouths and helping herself to the casserole in the middle of the table.

"Same as always I suppose. The ministry is in an uproar, though, because that girls singing group.who are they? Oh yes, the 'Mortal Angels'. Well, they are attending Hogwarts this year, and the ministry wants everything perfect for their arrival." Mr. Weasley watched his daughter closely as he said this, and missed the stunned and excited looks that the four boys were giving each other. The 'Mortal Angels' were the hottest singing group in the whole Wizerding world! And they were going to be attending Hogwarts? This was a dream-come-true! Ginny didn't even wince.

"Oh, they are? How wonderful! I hope at least one of them gets into Gryffindor." She said nonchalantly, starting to eat her supper. That was when the three kitten/girls decided to make their appearance. With tiny little mew's and purrs, they skidded into the kitchen, causing Mrs. Weasley to scream.

"Oh, good heavens! Where did they come from?!" She gasped, making Ginny stifle a giggle.

"Professor Dumbledore brought them over this afternoon, mum. He thought I would like them." Ginny said casually, as though the Headmaster visited every day. Molly Weasley plopped down onto her chair in shock, and the little purple-blue kitten jumped into her lap.

"He also said that they only eat people food, and not cat food, mum." Ginny added quickly, looking at her father out of the corner of her eye. He was petting the little silver kitten and smiling at his wife. Ginny looked over and saw the four boys were herded over the pink kitten, petting it and commenting about its pink fur.

"What have you named them?" Mrs. Weasley asked weakly, stroking the kitten in her lap, behind its ears, as it purred contentedly.

"Well, that one is Violet, that you are holding, dad has Rose, and the boys have Cherry." Ginny said. Ron looked up and grinned.

"So you named them after the 'Mortal Angels', did you?" He asked teasingly. At this, Ginny burst into laughter, causing the three kitten/girls to turn and glare at her.

'Don't give us away!' They all chimed at the same time. She nodded, and then calmed.

"You could say that." She said, starting at her food again. Everyone followed her example and returned to eating.

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As Harry petted the little pink kitten, he couldn't help but glance back up at Ginny again. She certainly had changed over the past few years. Her red hair had grown longer and more luxurious, and was quite pretty, braided up like that. Her brown eyes sparkled with life, but also with a knowledge beyond her years. Her body had filled out into womanly curves, that he could see now that she wasn't wearing her school robes any longer. Her rosy lips had become fuller and more luscious.

Shocked at where his thoughts were headed, Harry shook himself and then looked down at the kitten, who seemed to be gazing at him with a knowing look. Harry shuddered at the thought, that perhaps the kitten *did* know what he was thinking. Heaven Forbid! Then the kitten bounded off his lap and he breathed a sigh of relief. He watched as Ron laughingly punched Fred in the shoulder, after the older boy made a comment about how 'sweet' Ron and Hermione looked together. Then his gaze fell on Ginny again, who was watching her father with an amused look on her face. Harry looked over just in time to see Mr. Weasley sticking his wand underneath the table and mumbling a few words. Curious, Harry glanced under the table, and was shocked to see the three kittens feasting from three full plates of the casserole that Mrs. Weasley had made!

Harry quickly clapped a hand over his mouth to keep from laughing, and as he looked up his eyes met Ginny's laughing ones, and they both had to look away to keep from laughing out loud. Near the end of dinner, Harry saw Ginny nod at her father, who immediately made the three plates disappear. The kittens were now happily sitting at Ginny's feet.

"Time for chess!" Ron crowed, jumping up from the table and dragging the laughing Harry away. Fred and George followed, not wishing to miss the spectacle of Harry being horrendously beaten by Ron. Mr. Weasley joined his sons and Harry, while Mrs. Weasley and Ginny cleaned up and washed the dishes. When they were through, they wandered back into the living room. Mrs. Weasley settled down next to her husband to watch the game, while Ginny curled up at the end of the couch, reading one of her new textbooks. The kittens curled up around her, and it almost seemed as if they were reading as well. What the others didn't know, was that they really were!

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"Ha! I win again! Another go, Harry?" Ron asked, as he beat Harry for the third time in a row. The clock above the fireplace was now reading, 'Way past bed-time'. Slowly, the room emptied out, first Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, then the twins, who were sleepily mumbling something about another idea for their joke shop. Finally, Ron picked up the pieces of his game and carried them up the stairs. Harry sat back in the couch, and placed his arms on the back of the couch. In his mind, he was sifting through all the things that had happened today, and storing them for future memory. The sound a turning page made him look over, and then he started. He hadn't noticed that Ginny was still curled up next to him on the couch, her eyes riveted on her book. The kittens had gone back upstairs when the twins had, but Ginny had not seemed to notice.

Again, Harry was struck by how much his friend's little sister had grown up. From a shy (at least around him) little girl, to a lovely, seemingly self-assured young woman. And all in the period of five short years! As he watched, she slowly tucked a strand of loose hair behind her ear, and a her hand fell, it brushed against Harry's arm. Startled, she looked over at him, her eyes wide. He only just managed to smile at her nonchalantly.

"Aren't you tired?" He questioned softly, his arm never leaving its position just behind her neck. With her eyes still wide, she shook her head slightly, and then, as an afterthought, nodded it even slower.

"I was just so interested in the book I am reading." She mussed. Harry moved closer to her, and looked over her shoulder at the book.

//"The Clow Cards." He read the sub-title outloud.

"The Clow Cards are said to be the most powerful magical items ever created by a mortal man. Created by the great Sorcerer, Clow Reed, the cards are believed to have held natural forces, such as wind, water, fire, and earth. It is said that Clow Reed created these forces for the good of man-kind, but eventually, the forces became too powerful. He trapped them in special cards he made himself, the Clow Cards. Soon after creating the cards, however, Clow died, and the cards disappeared into oblivion. Many have searched for the cards, including Clow's descendants, of the Royal family of Hong Kong. Unfortunately, the cards have never been retrieved. With the card's unlimited powers, any person who posses the cards, will have unlimited power as well. This is why it has become most important that the cards are found. If found by the wrong person, the cards can be used for highly evil purposes.

The Clow cards are thought to be guarded by two Guardians that Clow created, just for the purpose of watching over the cards, and making sure that no one who was unworthy could use them. Unfortunately, this could not stop some from trying. One of the guardians is called Cerberus, Guardian Beast of the Seal. It is supposed to guard the cards themselves. The second is Yue, who is responsible for the 'Final Judgment'. It is presently unknown what the 'Final Judgment's purpose is.

Lately, in the small town of Tomeda, Japan, strange happenings and strong auras have led to the belief that the Clow Cards have been discovered and released. This theory, however, has not been proven. Some say it was just the Dark Lord, preparing for his return. Whatever the reason, we had best hope that the Clow Cards are either still safely hidden, or in the hands of someone who will use them wisely."//

For a moment, Ginny and Harry sat silently, mulling over what Harry had just read. Neither of them seemed to notice that Harry's arm had fallen from the back of the couch and onto Ginny's shoulders.

"Wait! Look here! It says that Clow Reed had some descendants, looking for the cards. The Royal family of Hong Kong! Isn't that.*him*?" Ginny asked, her eyes widening. Harry knew who she was talking about. Once again, they fell into silence, and then Harry stood up, still not realizing where his arm had just lain.

"I think that I am going to bed." He commented, standing up, running a hand though his ever-messy hair and stretching luxuriously, while stifling a yawn. Ginny, who had glanced up as he stood, watched in dawning awe as Harry's muscles rippled beneath his baggy shirt, which hid a perfect, muscular figure. Stretching as he was now, made Harry closely resemble a contented cat. A very handsome cat. A very handsome and *sexy* cat.

'NO, Ginny! Bad!' She chided herself, pulling her gaze away from his heavenly body and looking back down at her book as he climbed up the stairs. She waited until she heard Ron's door open, and then shut again, before she stood up, and left the room. When she reached her bedroom, she quickly got into her nightgown and climbed into bed. Rika and Tomoyo were already curled up on her pillow, fast asleep.

Suddenly, Ginny sat up with a gasp. She had just realized where Harry's arm had been the entire time he was reading, and the thought made her shiver with delight and delicious horror. Harry Potter, *the* Harry Potter, had put his arm around *her* shoulder! Suddenly, she heard something hit the floor upstairs, and she smiled, laying back down in bed.

Little did she know, that at the same moment, Harry had realized where his arm had been, and that noise had been his feet hitting the floor in shock as he too, sat up in bed.

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Downstairs, in a secluded part of the living room, a tiny little figure entered into the firelight, tears in its eyes. Pink fur rippled in a shiver, as the figure began to cry harder.

It was Sakura. She had come downstairs to ask Ginny for a drink, and had heard everything that Harry had read. But this was not what had upset her. It was a memory, faint and old.

*Flashback*

"Give me the Clow Cards!" A chestnut haired boy was yelling, as he shoved a girl with short, auburn hair and emerald eyes into a fence.

"NO!" She had shouted back, as her best friend came around the corner.

*End Flashback*

That was how it had started. The 'Royal family of Hong Kong' *had* found the cards. But they had not been able to take them away from that one small girl. Instead, they had forced the chestnut haired boy to help her capture the rest of the cards. But even after that was done.he had not returned home. Instead, he had stayed and helped her through changing the cards. Why? Because he had fallen in love with her.

*Flashback*

"Syaoran-kun! Are you all right? What's the matter?"

"Sakura-I-I-I love you!"

All the girl felt was a numb shock as the boy got up and ran away from her.

*End Flashback*

After that, she had realized just how much she loved and needed him. But he had left. Had gone back to China to finish his training. Only once had he come back, to help her capture the final Clow Card. She had tried to tell him then, she really had.but it never worked out. He left again, this time, taking the majority of her heart with him, and leaving the rest of it broken.

Over the past few years, her friends had managed to help her numb the pain, and to push him back into the farthest chambers of her mind.but he was still there. Always there. And this had only brought it back to the surface. She needed him! She couldn't stand it!

With a sob, Sakura collapsed onto the carpet and wept openly, kitten-like squeaks erupting from her throat. His image was in front of her, behind her, in her forever! But he himself.would never return, this she was sure of. The clan would force him to marry some other girl, and eventually, he would fall in love with her, and forget all about his cherry blossom. But she would never, could never forget him.EVER. With another great sob, Sakura lost control of herself, and could do nothing but cry and let out her shrill kitten-wails.

'Syaoran-kun.'

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"What is that?!" Ginny cried, waking up to shrill kitten-howls. Tomoyo and Rika were staring wide-eyed at the door, and then at each other.

'Sakura!' They shouted, jumping off the bed and pelting out of the room with Ginny on their heals. When they reached the living room, Harry, Ron, and Mrs. Weasley had joined their group.

"What on earth is going on?!" Mrs. Weasley hissed, feeling saddened for some reason. No one could listen to those pitiful whimpers and not feel sad.

"What is wrong?" Harry asked. The little pink kitten was laying on the floor, it's little mouth trembling and real tears flowing from its eyes. The two other kittens were almost hysterical with worry, nudging their friend and meowing to her. Ginny, however, picked up the kitten and rocked it gently.

"What is wrong?" She asked, eyeing the other two kittens. They simply gazed at her accusingly, until she gasped.

"Why would my book bother her, though?" Ginny asked, incredulous. Now, everyone was looking at Ginny as though she had lost it.

"Ginny, darling are you all right?" Molly Weasley asked her daughter worriedly. Ginny sighed.

"I'm not going crazy, mum. This is just another aspect of the kittens. Dumbledore told me that they were very special, and they can communicate with their owner through something like telepathy. I can understand them. They just told me that Sa.Cherry is sad because of something she overheard. But the only thing she could have possibly overheard was." Ginny stopped, and looked up at Harry, horror filling her pretty features.

"You don't think that what you read.it couldn't have.could it?" She asked. Harry was now racking his brains for some sort of answer.

"Clow Cards.Clow Reed.descendants." He mumbled outloud. At this word, the kitten's wails worsened, and the other two looked desperately up at Ginny.

"You say to not talk about the Chinese royalty? But that boy, the prince." Ginny began but suddenly, the pink kitten shrieked, and bolted from her arms, running up the stairs and into Ginny's room. Violet followed it desperately, while Rose gazed into Ginny's eyes.

"You want to know if we know any of the Li family? Yes, we have heard of them." Ginny said haltingly.

"Do you know the Li family?" Ginny asked. The silver kitten bobbed it's head up and down in a nod.

"But why does she get so upset when we mention them?" Harry asked. The kitten's gaze turned to him and it's brown eyes looked deeply into his.

"She knows the family. They were her friends. Then *he* left and hurt her badly. Not physically, but her heart was hurt.but who is *he*, Rose?" Ginny persisted. The kitten yelped and then jumped up the stairs to join her friends. Everyone turned to Ginny, who had gone deathly pale.

"Who was *he*, Ginny?" Ron asked hesitantly. Ginny looked at him, her eyes blank with shock.

"Syaoran Li." Was all she had to say, to make the two older boys mouths drop open wide, and their eyes nearly pop out of their heads.

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'Sakura, you have to calm down! You are almost in hysterics!' Rika cried, while Tomoyo stroked her friend's back.

'I can't! I tried but I can't! I love him so much, Rika. I need him!' Sakura sobbed. It was then that her friends realized that they hadn't done away with the pain, as they had thought, they had simply suppressed it, until it had become so strong, that one word about *his* family would send her into.this. Right now, what was left of Sakura's heart was being pulled into pieces at just the remembrance of Syaoran Li. In fact, if this didn't end soon, Sakura could end up doing a number of things that could both hurt and kill her. Suddenly, in terror, Tomoyo reached out with her mind desperately.

'Help!' She shrieked though her mind, channeling it to go anywhere but her two friends ears. Suddenly, there was a little popping sound, and a letter appeared beside Sakura.

'Sakura, look!' Rika shrilled, motioning to the paper. Sakura turned a tearful gaze at it, and then she jumped up, and ran over to it, moving to the top of the letter. She read it silently, while Tomoyo read it aloud, to make a point.



//"To my Dearest Sakura,

I write you one last time, my love, before I am forbidden to do so again. You have no idea how much I miss you, and I have only just stepped onto the plane. I can still see your wonderfully cheerful face everywhere I turn, and your smile is with me always. I have no way of erasing these things from my mind, and I will admit to you that I have no wish to do so. Seeing you again, even for the short time that I did, has made me realize just what my life is without you. No life at all.but a hell.

Remember in the play, when we danced? I will always remember the way I felt when I had you there in my arms. Heaven couldn't have compared. And for that brief moment, you were mine! Nothing else mattered, and everything was right with the world. I will never forget that, and I hope that you don't either. It meant so much to me.you will never know just how much.

I must close now, but in doing so, I will repeat that I love you with all of my heart and I hope that someday you will be able to return the love, my cherry blossom.

Lovingly and forever yours,

Li Syaoran

P.S. Meiling wishes to add something, and I have promised her that I will not read it, so it will be just between you two.

Sakura, I know the truth (Tomoyo told me), and I am sorry you weren't able to tell Syaoran before he left. I have tried to tell him for you, but he will hear it from no one but you. I know that someday, you two will meet again, and nothing will be able to stand between you, not even Touya, the big hair- ball!

Anyway, I wish you the best of luck.and Sakura, do not let your sorrow overcome you. Syaoran will always be yours, no matter what. And I know that even though he has taken most of your heart away, you have taken *all* of his. I am not even sure if he has anything left in that dark hole for his family! I do hope to see you soon, and remember, above all else, keep HOPE!!!

Lovingly, your friend,

Li Meiling//



'She knew what she was talking about, didn't she?' Sakura whispered, unaware that Ginny had entered the room. Sakura's throat tightened and happy tears filled her eyes.

'I love him, and I know that he loves me. I may miss him, but I can't let that get in my way.' Sakura stated, rubbing her eyes with her paws and then smiling at her friends, her tears forgotten.

"How long ago did he write that?" Came Ginny's soft voice. Tomoyo and Rika looked at her accusingly, but Sakura simply sighed.

'How long have you been there?' She asked. Ginny sat down on the bed and looked at them.

"Long enough. May I?" She asked, pointing at the letter, and the picking it up when Sakura nodded. Ginny read the letter over, slowly, and then looked up, her eyes filled with shock and wonder.

"When did he write this?!" She gasped. Sakura smiled a bit.

'About five years ago. When we were eleven.' She answered.

"Eleven?! You fell in love when you were eleven?!" Ginny cried hoarsely. Sakura nodded again.

'It is like that when you meet your soul-mate.Kind of like you! Hmmm, I wonder.' Sakura said teasingly, making Ginny blush.

"You mean."

'.with Harry!' The three kitten/girls chimed, laughingly. Ginny blushed harder.

"If you don't want to explain it all tonight, I have all of tomorrow." Ginny suggested, as she stifled a yawn. All the girls agreed, and curled up on Ginny's pillow. Sakura still had Syaoran's letter clutched to her heart as she fell into a calm, peaceful sleep.

'Thank you Dumbledore.' Tomoyo said silently, as she watched her best friend fall asleep. Tomoyo had a feeling that Dumbledore was watching them now, and smiling.

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'Thank you Dumbledore.'

Thousands of miles away, a young man with messy chestnut colored hair and emotion less amber eyes, awoke with a start. He had just had the strangest dream that Sakura, Tomoyo, and Rika had been turned into cats, and they had read his letter that he had sent Sakura just before he left Japan.

With a sigh, Syaoran Li got out of bed and walked over to his bedroom window, gazing out thoughtfully. It had been five years. Five long, horrific, torturous years since he had seen his beloved Cherry Blossom last. Her image was still imprinted in his mind, and he had never been able to get it out. Syaoran turned to look at his clock, and noticed that it was five 'o' clock in the morning, a perfect time to start his training.

Ever since he had returned home five years ago, his attitude had changed. Not only had he lost all compassion for his friends and family, but he had also lost his will to live. Every day, the only thing he had to lean on was the hope that he would someday see her. That, and the cds that he had of the 'Mortal Angels' songs. When he had learned that Sakura, Tomoyo and Rika had formed a singing group, he immediately went out and bought every cd of theirs that he could find. But the only songs that he really listened to, were the ones where Sakura sang as the lead singer.

Even with the cds, Syaoran remained heartless when around his family and the elders. Even Meiling could no longer reach him. Despite all this, the elders still refused to allow Syaoran to return to Japan. There was only one place that Syaoran was allowed to go during the school year; England. And he was only allowed there because that was where he and Meiling attended school, at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Now, at this school, Syaoran had a similar problem as Professor Snape did. He was rather misunderstood, and feared. You see, not only was he cold to all the other students, Syaoran was also the only student who had ever dared to stand up to Peeves, and actually come out of the confrontation without a scratch.



*Flashback*

It was the Start of school Feast during Syaoran's second year and all of the new first years had been sorted. Syaoran was seated away from the other students, like usual, while Meiling was chatting with some of her friends. They had decided at the beginning of the year, that they would not reveal that they were cousins, for obvious reasons.

Just as the food appeared on the table, Peeves, the school poltergeist burst into the room and began to throw dung-bombs at the students. Shrieks and yells rose up into the air as students ducked under their tables, but one single boy did not make a sound. Instead, he simply continued to eat his supper. Irked that the boy had paid not attention to his attack, Peeves tossed a dung-bomb right into the plate of potatoes in front of the boy. Still, the boy did not flinch.

"Oh, I see! The little second-year is trying to be brave! He thinks that he will get all the women if he doesn't shout out! He thinks."

Syaoran, who had now become fed up with the annoying voice in front of him, calmly pulled out his wand and muttered something. With a cry, Peeves was shoved backwards and slammed into the wall. Then, out of nowhere, a ball of fire lit Peeves's clothes on fire. Right after this, an immensely strong blast of water hit the poltergeist and tossed him out of the room. Then, Syaoran calmly put away his wand and went back to eating, as though nothing had happened. Meiling began to giggle, and winked at her cousin. Soon, all the students came out of their hiding places, and returned to eating, all the while casting fearful glances at the amber eyed boy, who paid no attention.

*End Flashback*



Syaoran sighed again and then quickly dressed into his training robes. He placed his sword over his back, and then looked out the window again, trying to erase Sakura's image from his mind. But it was no use. She would always be there, smiling her sweet smile and twinkling her eyes at him.

"She probably doesn't even remember." Syaoran muttered bitterly, flinging his door open and walking down to the training grounds.

'Three more months. Three more months until school.' His mind kept chanting as he began to practice.

'Three more months.'

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