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Hello! *smiles slightly* I can't believe I am nearing the end. ^^; My dad has a very sick idea of a joke. He gave me a freakin' summer job! *Wails* Argh! Now I work for 6 hours straight in a damned office as a secretary! I can't write much with my crazy boss there...I mean crazy...^^; He's weird. ^^; Demo...I'll try to weasel my way out of the job though...Hopefully in may I'll have my freedom back.
By the way, thank you for the reviews. ^^ I am not sure yet about a Sequel. I might. *hint, hint* MIGHT. ^^;
Ano, on with the fic!
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Disclaimer: I own nothing! Everything belongs to their rightful owners. I do however, own the plot, the Magical Inn characters and others.
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Chapter 15 "Good-bye"
Blue eyes twinkled in delight as she watched Ron and Shingo wrestle in the waters. It felt good to be back on the beach, though it was somewhat breezy. Everybody had decided to spend their last days together. Usagi had no objections to it, though Haruka had several colorful things to say about it—she was quickly sent sprawling across the room by Michiru of course.
Both Harry and Usagi sat together, talking in hushed voices over things that only couples would talk about. With an arm slung around her shoulders, the blonde couldn't feel more comfortable.
Dressed in a two-piece black bikini, Usagi surveyed the scene before her. Haruka and Michiru were currently deeply engrossed in burying the giggling Hotaru in the sand. Setsuna was busy getting a tan not far away from them. Luna and Artemis were slumbering on a towel next to the time senshi. Ron and Shingo were still on to go in the waters trying to show off their wrestling skills. Ginny obviously took no heed at Shingo's display of manliness and was floating in the waters basking in the sun. And Hermione, she did what she always did. Read.
Usagi smiled, she saw Ron chuck her brother into the waters. Everything seemed so peaceful. So peacefully that it made her frown. She had promised herself not to dampen her spirits over tomorrows "judgment day". It just brought everything crashing down.
Harry leaned towards her, staring at her frowning face curiously. "Penny for your thoughts?"
Usagi smiled softly, turning to her boyfriend. She gave him a soft kiss on the lips, "Nothing,"
Harry grinned slyly, "If I always get that response, I hope you will think always,"
Usagi chuckled pinching his nose playfully, "I don't think so,"
He hugged her from behind, pulling her closer to him. "I am just wishing,"
"Then continue to wish,"
Harry grinned, "So I will," He leaned down and kissed her once more. He enjoyed the sensation of touching her skin against his own. It brought slight shivers up his spine.
"Okay you two, break it up," announced Haruka, eyeing the tangled mess of legs and arms. Her eyebrow twitched as she saw how perfectly angled Harry's hands were on the Hime's legs.
Michiru hit the Uranian upside on the head, "Would you let those two be?!"
"I am still not forgiving him for kidnapping the Hime," muttered the wind senshi, flexing her arm. "That's touching under the belt! And I mean 'under' the belt!" Yelled the blonde, glaring daggers at Harry.
"They are just having fun!" protested Michiru smiling serenely at the kissing couple. A faint blush crossed her cheeks as she saw the display of affection between Usagi and Harry. Perhaps Haruka was right about the 'under' part...
"How about we go swimming Hotaru-chan?" deciding to have seen enough, the Teal haired beauty heaved Hotaru out of the sand and pulled her towards the sea. This was something no young child should see...
Hotaru smiled brightly and followed Michiru. "Let's go Haruka-papa!"
Haruka frowned, "Sure go ahead, I'll be right in after I castrate him..." she muttered, glaring daggers at the two.
Hotaru sweat dropped but obediently obliged. "Wait for me Michiru-mama!"
"Okay you two, break it up!" growled the Uranian, stomping towards the kissing couple. She 'gently' pulled them apart—sprawling Harry across the blanket. Ignoring the indignant 'omphf' from the boy, the blonde senshi heaved the Hime to her legs.
"Ano, we were just having fun!" pouted Usagi, while being dragged off the waters. She giggled slightly at Harry and waved her good bye at him.
"You're lucky I didn't castrate him," muttered Haruka broodingly, sending the blonde girl a long glance.
Usagi smiled slightly, sweat dropping in response. "You're mean,"
"You're lucky," repeated Haruka, before flinging the squealing Moonchild into the depths of the waters.
"Ruka-chan!" came a loud wail, twin odangos sagging from the accumulated water in them. "You're mean!"
Haruka smirked, eyeing the wet rabbit gleefully. However, her smirk soon turned into a downright scowl as water was splashed unto her face.
A tremendous water war soon followed.
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"I think I got a sunburn," whined Ginny, gingerly poking her arm before wincing. "I do have a sunburn,"
The group of friends entered the inn later that afternoon, all exhausted from the long day at the beach.
"I'm sure our medi-witch can give you something for that burn," Shingo smiled softly at Ginny, touching her arm gingerly.
Ginny winced but nodded, "I hope I wont peel like a cooked potato once in Hogwarts,"
Usagi smiled at the redhead, her smile looked somewhat strained. "I'm sure you wont," she said, smile slightly dropping. 'Hogwarts...right. They'd be leaving soon.'
"Usagi," breathed Harry, feeling her stiffen next to him. He eyed her in worry.
"Koneko-chan," announced Haruka, gaining the attention from everybody of the group. Her left eye twitched slightly. She had called the Hime, not everybody. Obviously she still was pissed over the tiny ordeal between Usagi and Harry—who she still planned to castrate. "We should be going now,"
Usagi nodded and stood up along with the outers, "Arigato for coming," she smiled sweetly at them. "It was fun,"
Michiru smiled warmly, "Hai, it was, wasn't it?"
Hotaru beamed and went around the group, hugging each of her British friends—knowing that this might be last, since tomorrow... "It was wonderful!" grinned the Saturnian, swallowing the wave of depression.
Hermione smiled brightly, "I hope we can do it again sometime,"
Usagi bit her lip, feeling suddenly very guilty. She had an odd feeling that she would be lying if she answered the bushy haired girl. "I hope too,"
'I only hope right now,' she added mentally.
Setsuna smiled wearily at the group, "Good-bye friends,"
Haruka merely nodded her head, a fleeting gesture of good-bye. Michiru held her arm, smiling down at the seated group of teens. "Good-bye Minna,"
Hotaru smiled, hopping her mouth won't betray her and she'd end up as a blubbering mass of crying heap, "Ja ne Minna-chan!"
Usagi felt like crying then and there. Her senshi were saying their last good-byes to her friends! An odd feeling of nausea swam over her and she closed her eyes. An odd reminder of what was to come. Forcing on a smile, she eyed the Outers. "I'll escort you to the doors,"
Ron watched the group of senshi disappear through the archway, brows furrowed in confusion. "Why did they just say that as if they wont come back?"
Harry frowned, eyeing the shadows were Usagi had disappeared through. He felt his insides churn in worry.
'Is she really going to accept the Invite?'
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"I had fun Usagi-mama," whispered Hotaru, hugging the blonde around the waist. "I wish it could have lasted longer,"
Usagi bit back a wave of tears and hugged the small senshi. "Hai, I wish too,"
Haruka eyes the wall clock wearily, "We should go,"
Usagi nodded, pulling herself away from Hotaru. "It was fun,"
"...While it lasted," added Setsuna, her tone growing slightly serious.
Usagi frowned slightly at Setsuna. Does she always have to rub it in like that?
Luna sighed, eyeing the silenced group of humans. "It's so depressing,"
"Doom may lie ahead of us tomorrow, yet today everything is perfectly normal," whispered Artemis, growing slightly depressed.
"Are you going?" asked the time senshi, eyeing the small Hime.
Usagi looked away, eyes flickering over to the laughing group of friends back in the lounge. She closed her eyes, pained at the thought of them leaving. "I don't know,"
"The future of this world lies in all of us," said Michiru, a small sad smile gracing her lips. "It is our destiny to fight for what is right,"
"But—"
"It is our duty to protect you and this world," announced Haruka. "We must fight for peace,"
"We shall wait for you at Juuban Park at 8:30 in the evening," said Setsuna staring into the blue depths of her Hime's eyes. "We will await your presence,"
Blue eyes clouded in pain but nodded. "Hai," she whispered. Swallowing the painful lump in her throat, she watched the Outers for a moment.
"Ja ne, Hime," they nodded their good-bye, hearts heavy with the impending danger that might await tomorrow.
Usagi closed the glass door after the last of them stepped out. She watched them speed off into the distance in Haruka's red sports car. She dropped her head in remorse, slowly tears threatened to spill. The decision of going still lingered heavy in the air.
'I don't know what to do!' her mind yelled in frustration.
Luna sighed softly and jumped up onto the shoulder of her charge, "Don't worry Usagi-chan," purred the feline. "Everything will turn out fine,"
Usagi sighed softly but nodded her head, bending down she picked up the concerned Artemis. "Hai, I'll try to pull myself together,"
"It'll be ok, Usagi-chan," whispered Artemis, looking up at the princess.
Usagi sighed and nodded her head. She turned her attention towards the laughing group of friends. Blue eyes clouded over with pain as she eyed Harry. She really didn't know what to do.
'I hate my life,' she thought scornfully, trudging towards the group pulling on a bright smile.
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"Don't do it," whispered Harry later that evening while walking Usagi to her room. He touched her elbow as they stood in the silent corridor. He eyed her in worry; she seemed really preoccupied with things that evening after the Outers had left. It worried him greatly.
Usagi eyed him, eyes shinning with mixed emotions. Was he telling her to not go to Voldemort tomorrow night? She bit her lip, trying hard to swallow the lump in her throat. For many hours she tried hard not to show any worry, had he been able to detect her worry? 'Of course he had...' she whispered mentally, reminded herself that he was her soul mate. "I don't understand,"
"Don't go," he pleaded, staring down intently into her clouded blue orbs. "You'll get hurt,"
He was surprised to see the sudden confusion in her eyes. "What?" he asked, a small frown forming on his lips. Had he said something wrong?
"I—nothing," breathed Usagi, turning away from the boy. "Nothing at all,"
"Just don't go," whispered Harry, pulling her back into his arms. He heard her gasp as he encircled his arms around her from behind. "Please,"
"I don't know," mumbled Usagi, relishing the feeling of his warmth around her. "I don't know,"
"Please," his breath tickled her neck, making her faintly blush. "I don't know what I would do without you,"
She felt her heart swell with love as she listened to his confession. She still was unsure of what to do, yet she did have the right to chose...didn't she? Her mind clouded with confusion as she continued to listen to Harry's confessions of love, numbly nodding to everything he said.
"I love you," breathed Usagi, turning around and facing the ebony haired boy.
"I love you too," whispered Harry, smiling down softly at the girl of his dreams. Silently he hoped that she would finally answer his plea.
Both shared an earth-shattering kiss, once again sealing their love and promises. Yet one promise still lay untouched and uncertain.
Pulling apart, Harry gently placed his forehead against her own. "I want you to say good-bye to me on Saturday," he whispered after a minute of silence lapsed.
Usagi looked up, slightly startled. If she would promise...then she'd surely not be able to go to Voldemort tomorrow. Yet...did she really want to go to Voldemort? She stared into his pleading eyes, filled with hope and love.
Swallowing the lump once again in her throat, Usagi found herself nodding. "Hai,"
Harry smiled, bending down he kissed her softly on the lips one more time. "Thank you,"
Usagi nodded her head, lips still tingling from the kiss. Opening the door of her room, she stepped in. she eyed him in the doorway, a ghostly smile played on her lips. "Good night, Harry,"
"Good night Usagi," he responded. He watched her close the door slowly and listened as it locked. Sighing softly he turned on his heel and walked down the corridor. He *still* had some packing to do.
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Usagi flung herself onto her bed, tears coursing down her cheeks. Silent sobs racked her body. She never liked making promises. One way or another, they had to be broken. Her heart ached as she thought of Harry, his pleading look...she bit her lips trying hard to suppress a loud sob.
Ambling out of the bed, she gave her reflection in the vanity an angry glare before turning to pick up the red marker.
With two swift moves, the crossed off the 28th.
Throwing down the red marker in disgust, she eyed the encircled number with pure hatred.
The encircled date seemed to mock her. It somehow twinkled in the darkness of her room. It seemed to know what terror it would hold on that day.
It enjoyed her fear.
Puffy eyes widened at the sudden realization of fear and backed away from the calendar. Suddenly she felt the sudden wave of coldness wash over her. Fear gripped her heart in that painful way Voldemort tried to rip it out. Its cold hands touching her skin...
...Usagi shivered involuntarily.
New tears sprang to her eyes as she collapsed on the bed. Fear, confusion and pain clouded her mind as she hugged her pillow. The promises whirled in her head, her duties to the ones she loved.
'What to do?!' she mentally screamed, small sobs racking her frame.
She hated lying.
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"Soon," cackled a raspy voice, eyeing the roaring flames in the corner with sheer delight. A not so normal—maniacal—glint sparkled in his red eyes.
Servants floated in the corner, awaiting any instructions bombarded their way. They looked ready to kill—in other words...ready to suck away your live. So to speak.
Folding bony hands confidently on his lap, a smug smile crossed his face. An air of confidence hung heavy around his as he replayed his diabolical plans in his ingenious mind.
"She will permit...soon..."
The flickering image of a sleeping Usagi appeared in the flames. The smug smile of Voldemort only grew.
"She will fall."
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It was raining.
The steady beating of big, fat raindrops against her window woke the blonde Moon princess up from a dreamless sleep. Stifling a big yawn behind her hand, she sat up looking slightly groggy and ruffled up.
Blinking several times, remnants of sleep finally left her, leaving her full awake in the real world.
She suddenly felt naked.
Alone.
Scared.
Pulling her bunny comforters closer to her body, a blanket of realization fell upon her. A silent shiver racked her body.
She felt cold.
'Voldemort,'
Blue eyes widened, realizing what day it was. What doom it would bring. What...unknowing future it would bring.
Pale hands emerged from beneath the bundle of bunny comforters. She stared at them with haunted eyes. Silently wondering if they might be covered with unknown blood by tomorrow.
Tomorrow...
Was there even a tomorrow?
The sudden remembrance of her decision made her eyes shine with tears. Shaking slightly, she hugged her torso in attempt to comfort herself. It failed.
Somebody will get hurt today.
Kami. She simply hated lying.
She hated the consequences.
Fear gripped her heart as she tumbled out of bed, comforters securely wrapped around her body in attempts to keep her lithe frame some warmth. It failed terribly.
She was shaking.
Walking to the calendar with red marker in hand, she felt like she was walking on ice. Funny...it was just raining outside...not even winter.
A jagged 'X' covered the already encircled 29.
Today...
Today...
Today...
Doom.
Her hands trembled as she dropped the seeming offending marker. Gravity seemed to have taken its toll on her, as the small Moon princess crumpled onto the ground in a heap with the comforters.
Doom.
It's funny. Mother nature seemed to know what today held. Everything was gloomy. Dreary. Lifeless. The ominous rainstorm seemed to increase outside, casting a haunting air into her room.
Silent tears fled the confines of her eyes, as fear continued to grip her. Yes, she was overwhelmingly afraid of what held today. Though it was nothing new of Sailor Moon being afraid...this was something different...She really, really WAS petrified.
Doom.
It seemed cynical of her to think of doom. But nothing else seemed to come to mind when she thought of today. Doom. Somebody will die...in an unknown number...it simply meant doom.
The blonde sighed, trying very hard to get her bearings together. Trying hard to get back the faith she had lost somewhere in her 8 hours of sleep and 10 minutes of reality.
She needed faith right now.
Where the hell was her faith anyway?!
Where the hell the faith in which everybody always believed she always had?!
Closing her eyes one moment, she took in a shaky breath. Hoping against all odds that her cynical thoughts would be banished into oblivious.
The gods were mocking her.
Looking up she eyed the calendar with disdain. She could practically see the bony face of Voldemort laughing his bony behind off at her.
She shivered again. She hated that man...he was man right?
Blue eyes narrowed slightly at that thought. 'No,' she mentally whispered. 'He is NOT human,'
The jagged 'X' continued to taunt her. She hated it for that.
She hated of being reminded of today.
With shaky legs, she stood up, dropping the useless comforters. The biting cold sent her into instant shivers. Her tears made the cold bite her cheeks. She merely scowled.
She hated today.
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"We still need to buy souvenirs," pointed out Ginny while stabbing her cinnamon bun sulkily with her fork. The prospect of leaving tomorrow still gave her an odd taste in the mouth.
Hermione looked thoughtful, "Mother did say she loved green tea,"
Mrs. Weasley smiled brightly ignoring the sullen looks her husband gave off, "You still have today to get everything you want,"
Mr. Weasley grumbled something about not having met Sailor Moon and lost time. He bit into his toast in frustration most likely imagining it to be one of the heads of Japan's Ministry's heads.
"We could head off to the market," suggested Shingo looking around the table and expecting an answer. "They have great trinkets and stuff,"
Ron seemed interested, "Maybe we can find some cool ancient junk,"
Harry, by far, was least interested. He mumbled something under his breath before chugging down his tea. It settled heavily in his stomach, making him flinch slightly.
He hated today.
Out of nowhere Usagi popped up and settled herself next to him. She kissed him softly on the cheek as to acknowledge her existence next to him. Beaming brightly at the group she made a grab for two cinnamon rolls. Without much of a word, she began to eat as if nothing was wrong.
"What took you so long?" asked Shingo after Mr. And Mr. Weasley announced that'd they'd be heading to the ministry. He eyed his sister gobble up another roll.
"And good morning to you too," muttered Usagi, reaching out for yet another roll. "I slept in,"
Another blanket of silence fell on the group; all that was heard was the soft 'clank' of china as breakfast ensued.
Hermione cleared her throat choosing that now was the right time to ask. "Usagi," she began, as said blonde looked up with half of a roll sticking out of her mouth. Her calmness irked her. She was known as the worrywart, to hyperventilate, to do god knows what in times like these. God. She hated clam people sometimes. "Aren't you a bit, *clears throat* worried...for, you know, tonight?"
Usagi blinked. Kami. She hated Hermione's direct to the point attitude. Burning green eyes burned right into her head, she smiled feebly and swallowed the rest of her 6th roll. Old habits die hard, ne? In swallowing she meant not only the chewed up form of a cinnamon roll—no, also every inkling of fear and anxiety that cursed through her body.
Her stomach did a lurch.
She was going to be sick.
"A bit,"
A lie.
Kami. She hated lying. If she continued that way she'd already be bent over from lying that much...that was how the saying went right? She had to think about it.
"A bit?" repeated Hermione, eyes slightly bugging. "Today is the most critical day in human history and all you can say 'A bit',"
Usagi blinked. This girl had issues. Well, considering that Hermione did spend most of her Hogwarts years risking her life with Harry—who was always bound to get in trouble one way or another...the girl sure worried. A lot.
It only made her sicker.
Her stomach lurched again.
Apparently 6 Cinnamon rolls, fear, anxiety and any other emotion down there did NOT do well in her stomach.
Swell.
"Really. I'm ok," lied Usagi, plastering on her award-winning smile. Waving her hand to dismiss the subject. "You worry too much,"
Hermione's right eyebrow twitched slightly, "Worry too much?!" she repeated. "You will be facing Vol—oomph!"
"Keep it down will you?" grumbled Ron, both hands clasped around Hermione's blubbering mouth. "I don't think everybody in this room should know about this,"
The bushy haired girl had the decency to blush. "Ah, sorry,"
Usagi waved her hand. Her heart was ready to burst at the sudden flood of worry radiated from her friends. "No problem,"
Yeah right.
She had one big problem.
And it began with the letter 'V'
Smiling brightly at the group she reached for another Cinnamon roll. Apparently they were addicting—or maybe her eating habit still didn't go away. Either way, they were good. Nibbling at it unconsciously, she eyed the group curiously. "What do you guys plan to do today?"
"Souvenir shopping," chirped Ginny, smiling slightly.
Usagi's stomach did another lurch.
So she was sick.
A thoughtful expression crossed her face and she dropped the left over half of the roll onto her plate. "I think I won't be joining you today," announced the blonde, face scrunched up slightly.
"Why?" asked her brother eyeing his sister curiously.
Usagi shrugged and mentally winced. Her stomach did hurt. 'Note to self: Never eat 6 and a half cinnamon rolls combined with anxiety and fear. Does not do well on days when one has to save the world,'
"Stomach ache," replied the blonde, eyeing the pastry thoughtfully. Should she eat or should she not. It would be a waste not to...but it might increase her stomachache...hmm.
"I wont go either," announced Harry, his eyes falling onto his blonde girlfriend.
"Oh," breathed Ron eyeing Harry curiously. "Okay then,"
Shingo switched his gaze from his sister to his watch. "Perhaps we should go," he suggested. "With today raining, I say the market will get a tad bit crowded,"
"Do you want us to get you anything?" asked Hermione as they slowly stood up and leave.
Harry shrugged and handed Hermione a small pouch filled with money. "Anything," he mumbled.
Hermione numbly nodded and stuffed the pouch into her jacket. "See you guys later,"
Harry watched her run up to the others (who were busy pulling on raincoats) before turning back to Usagi, who still seemed to have an internal battle whether or not to eat the roll. Smiling slyly, he reached out and took the left over roll and began to eat it.
"Hey," pouted Usagi, once noticing her missing pastry. "I was supposed to eat that!"
Harry smirked slightly and poked her stomach. "You have a stomach ache. And besides you already ate 6 of them,"
Pouting once more, the blonde crossed her arms. "No fair, you stole it!"
Harry shook his head slightly at the cute picture of Usagi pouting. "C'mon," he said, pulling her off her seat. "Let's get you some medicine for that stomach ache you got,"
Usagi smiled slightly and entwined her fingers with his own as they walked out of the dining room and up to the medi-witch's desk. He asked for some medicine while she stayed quiet, though still sulking over the lost pastry. A small smile played on her lips at the thoughtfulness of him.
"Here," said Harry, holding out a spoonful of some mint green liquid. He held it up to her mouth with a small smile. "Open up,"
Usagi obliged and allowed him to feed her. She saw him smirk playfully at her as she swallowed. She winced slightly as her stomach did a small lurch. It tasted oddly like mint and made her stomach feel warm.
"Thank you," mumbled Usagi, blushing slightly at the smiling boy. Again she entwined their fingers. She felt the medicine to its effect and make the pains subside a bit.
Nodding, Harry pulled the blushing girl up the stairs. Upon receiving a questioning look he simply shrug, obviously not telling. They soon stopped in front of the Japanese baths. Harry grinned and pulled her in.
"I already had a bath," whined Usagi upon stepping into the pearly white tiled room.
"C'mon, it's raining, now is the perfect time to take a hot bath," said Harry with a sly smile. "Besides," he continued after taking a quick peek into the baths. "Nobody is in there, it'll just be us,"
Usagi blushed slightly but nodded her head in consent. Her blush increased as she felt his arms encircle around her waist possessively. "Are you trying to say something out of this?" she asked coyly, with a small grin.
"Just making sure we enjoy our last day together," mumbled Harry leaning down and capturing her lips in a passionate kiss.
The taste of mint and cinnamon lingered in their mouths, as they pulled apart minutes later, both gasping for breath. Eyes clouded over with hidden desires, they held each other in a possessive manner enjoying the feel the other's warmth against their own.
"I'll change now," muttered Usagi, pulling herself away from Harry. The awful reminder of him leaving tomorrow still hurt. Giving him one last glance she disappeared through the mist and into the changing rooms.
Harry eyed the blonde with slight worry in his eyes. Sighing softly, he headed to the changing rooms himself, wistfully wishing that today would never end.
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Minutes later, a blue bikini clad Usagi emerged from the dressing rooms smiling softly at Harry. Stepping into the huge hot bath, she sat down next to the boy. A soft blanket of mist floated inches above the water.
"It's so peaceful," whispered Usagi, leaning up against Harry. She blushed slightly as his arms scooped her up and brought her against him. Her back against his chest, sitting in between his legs.
"Yes," mumbled Harry, hugging her lithe form against him. Her long blonde hair cascaded around them, making the waters look as if it were gold. "Very much,"
"I'll miss you," whispered Usagi, staring across the huge pool blankly. She felt his arms tighten around her waist.
"I'll miss you too," breathed Harry, nuzzling his face into her neck inhaling her strong sweet scent.
Tears welled up in her eyes as she thought of the upcoming events. It pained her to feel his worry and sadness. "Hold me," whispered Usagi, closing her eyes and leaning against his chest. "Please hold me,"
He obliged by tightening his hold on her, if possible pulling her closer than she already is. "Yes," mumbled Harry. "...Hold you forever,"
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By the time they emerged from the baths it was past lunch and both were rather hungry. Usagi smiled brightly at Harry as they walked across the foyer.
"What?" asked Harry, a small blush crossing his cheeks. He eyed the blonde skeptically.
"It was fun," grinned Usagi, pulling him towards the dinning room.
Harry fought the urge to blush furiously—which he failed miserably. "Yeah, right," he muttered.
"C'mon, admit it!" Usagi grinned like a cat. "Before we were caught that is,"
He would have fainted as he remembered what exactly they did in the baths, but instead only stumbled. They were had fun alright. One hell of a steamy make out session—he still couldn't decide if the steam from room was from the water or...from them. Either way, they gave one of the guests—which was a really old lady—a near heart attack.
Hey, who can blame them? Teenagers nowadays...
"I'm hungry," announced Usagi, her stomach echoing her. She grinned at Harry and tugged his arm. "Let's eat,"
Nodding numbly, he followed the blonde into the dinning room. After sitting down in one of the far tables in the corner, he quickly ordered something for himself. Usagi did the same, only ordering twice as much as he did.
"What do you want to do after this?" inquired the boy, staring at Usagi across of him.
Usagi looked thoughtful before a wicked smile cross her lips. Leaning back in her chair, she shrugged. "We could finish where we left off,"
Harry choked into his butterbeer and coughed wildly. A wild blush covered his face as he heard a startled gasp coming from the table next to them. Sneaking a small glance he saw the old lady from the baths, looking paler than usual. He turned back to Usagi, who was stifling her laughter behind a napkin. All he could do was glare.
"You should have seen her face!" grinned Usagi, eyes dancing mischievously.
Harry rolled his eyes, ignoring his laughing girlfriend. "Very funny," he muttered, his blush slowly decreasing.
Usagi smiled serenely and watched the boy fight off the blush. Her heart only sagged a bit at the thought of tomorrow. Fighting off the urge to frown, she continued to smile. Hoping really hard she could continue her façade.
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After several more discrete make out sessions, mischievous activities (which in Harry's opinion he thought he'd never do,) and whispers of sweet nothings, night soon rolled in.
The clock struck 7 pm.
Dinner already was already finished. The group of Hermione arrived earlier, talking avidly over the happenings at the market. They carried bags filled with trinkets. Obviously tomorrow they'd have a hard time stuffing everything into the cars, yet alone haul everything with them.
Usagi's spirit by now dampened.
She felt like throwing a tantrum right then and there.
She didn't want them to go.
She hated letting things go.
Kami. She hated today.
Smiling and nodding at the right moments, she barely listened to Hermione's jabbering. She felt Harry shift beside her, obviously feeling her discomfort. He threw an arm around her and held her close. She mentally felt like crying. He made everything only worse with his unending affections.
Kami. She loved this boy.
It was Mrs. Weasley who brought her out of lala land. "All of you should head off to bed now!" she ordered briskly. A round of protests was all she received.
Usagi had the faint idea that Ron's mother looked oddly like a youma when angered, and soon she too found herself on her legs and trudging towards her room.
"Don't go," whispered Hermione as she hugged the blonde girl. Tears brimmed her eyes and fell down her cheeks. Usagi only smiled weakly and hugged the girl back.
"Don't do it," mumbled Ginny, nearing the range of bawling her eyes out as she grabbed Usagi. Usagi thought the corridor would flood with tears if all of them would cry right now.
"Listen to them," said Ron; in a swift move he hugged Usagi before letting go. He gave her a weak smile, obviously fighting off the urge to cry as well.
"Please," breathed Shingo, he hugged his sister fiercely. Usagi felt like crying right now. Tears made her vision blurry and she hugged him back.
"I'll miss you guys," whispered Usagi, voice cracking. She hugged them once again before a series of good nights rang through the night air. She watched them disappear through the corridor.
Harry hugged her from behind, and held her close. It pained him to see her this way. It pained him a great deal. "Let's go," he whispered, leading her towards her own room.
Usagi nodded numbly and allowed herself to be dragged off to her room. Both soon stumbled into the room, nearly tripping over the discarded blanket. Usagi giggled softly at their antics. She pulled out of Harry's arms and turned on the lights.
"Don't go," announced Harry, staring at her pointedly. He saw the marked off calendar, it scared him to see that she kept track of the upcoming event.
Usagi looked away, guilt spreading all over her system. She felt his hands cup her face and slightly turn it to make her look him in his eyes. She saw his pain.
Her heart dropped to her feet...if possible.
Swallowing the lump in her throat, she continued to look at him. "I—I...don't know," she managed to whisper. This was a repeat of last night...was time repeating or something? She had to ask Puu sometime...
"Please," green eyes filled with worry as he hugged the girl fiercely. "I love you,"
Usagi let out a small sob and hugged Harry back. If she let go now...there might be no coming back... "I love you too,"
Harry leaned down and kissed the blonde softly. The kiss felt soft, pure and innocent. To Usagi it was sweet and untainted—one thing she couldn't resist, that were sweets...both poured their hearts into the kiss as it turned more urgent. Fire burned within them as one began to slowly nibble the others lower lip, sensually licking the swollen flesh. Desires burned as mouths opened, a fiery heat emitting from both of them.
This would be their last...
Last...
It sounded weird to Usagi...
Painful in fact...
Lungs burned for the need of air, and both pulled away. Ragged breaths could be heard in the silent room, both people looking deeply into each other's eyes. Memorizing every detail of the others face and body.
For this would be their last...
"Let's go to sleep," whispered Usagi, pulling the flushed boy towards her bed. "It's late,"
Harry nodded numbly and picked up the discarded blanket. Kicking off his shoes, he climbed into bed with her. Lying down next to the blonde, he pulled her into his embrace mumbling sweet nothings into her ear.
"Let's stay this way," he whispered, snuggling into her. His arms tightened around her waist. "Forever,"
Usagi nodded and placed her head onto his chest, listening to its rhythmic beat. How she wished this moment would last. His warmth made her body go limp...she felt like she was in bliss...
She'd miss him.
She heard him sigh softly into her hair, knowing very well that he'll fall asleep any minute from now. Savoring the moment, she snuggled into his embrace, sleep not daring to come near her.
Her heart seemed to have quickened its pace, it seemed to beat differently from his own. Anxiety and fear gripped her as her blue eyes filled with shiny tears.
8:25
This is it...
He was asleep. She could tell. Blue eyes scanned his sleeping form, they softened upon seeing his angelic state. She pulled herself away from him quite reluctantly. His warmth disappeared and she regretted it deeply.
'I'm sorry,' she thought silently after standing up, eyes never leaving his sleeping figure. She watched him hug her pillow thinking it was her.
"I love you 'sagi," mumbled Harry, burrowing his face into the pillow.
If it were humanly possible, her heart would now be in a million shreds. Suppressing a sob, she pulled out a small golden object from her pocket. It glittered slightly in the light of the Moon, faintly showing its star shaped locket. How she wished she could stay...
Bending down with utmost care, she kissed him softly on the lips. A single tear slid down her cheek and landed onto his hair. He mumbled something under his breath and turned. Smiling softly, she placed the locket into his right hand and gently closed his hand.
"I love you too," whispered Usagi. Straightening, she continued to stare down at his sleeping figure.
Taking one deep breath, she took two steps away from the bed. There was a soft shimmer in the room, before Sailor Moon stood in her place. It pained to leave him.
"Good bye, Harry Potter, my love" whispered Sailor Moon before jumping out the open window and into the night.
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I know, I know. Usagi is getting weird. O.o; So am I. What can I say...the girl is at the brink of throwing everything into the wind...^^;
So how was it? I hope you guys liked it. *sniff* I can't believe I am two chapters away from completion. Well, actually, One chapter away. ^^ *sigh*
I'll work hard to get everything out soon, so that I can focus on...*drum roll* Facing A New Destiny.
^^ So keep your seat belts on and don't bite my head off yet! *cowers* I promise to ::try:: to finish it! Keyword: Try
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Thank you for reading.
Hugs and kisses
Elisabeth the Ultimate Harry/Usagi fan
Hello! *smiles slightly* I can't believe I am nearing the end. ^^; My dad has a very sick idea of a joke. He gave me a freakin' summer job! *Wails* Argh! Now I work for 6 hours straight in a damned office as a secretary! I can't write much with my crazy boss there...I mean crazy...^^; He's weird. ^^; Demo...I'll try to weasel my way out of the job though...Hopefully in may I'll have my freedom back.
By the way, thank you for the reviews. ^^ I am not sure yet about a Sequel. I might. *hint, hint* MIGHT. ^^;
Ano, on with the fic!
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Disclaimer: I own nothing! Everything belongs to their rightful owners. I do however, own the plot, the Magical Inn characters and others.
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Chapter 15 "Good-bye"
Blue eyes twinkled in delight as she watched Ron and Shingo wrestle in the waters. It felt good to be back on the beach, though it was somewhat breezy. Everybody had decided to spend their last days together. Usagi had no objections to it, though Haruka had several colorful things to say about it—she was quickly sent sprawling across the room by Michiru of course.
Both Harry and Usagi sat together, talking in hushed voices over things that only couples would talk about. With an arm slung around her shoulders, the blonde couldn't feel more comfortable.
Dressed in a two-piece black bikini, Usagi surveyed the scene before her. Haruka and Michiru were currently deeply engrossed in burying the giggling Hotaru in the sand. Setsuna was busy getting a tan not far away from them. Luna and Artemis were slumbering on a towel next to the time senshi. Ron and Shingo were still on to go in the waters trying to show off their wrestling skills. Ginny obviously took no heed at Shingo's display of manliness and was floating in the waters basking in the sun. And Hermione, she did what she always did. Read.
Usagi smiled, she saw Ron chuck her brother into the waters. Everything seemed so peaceful. So peacefully that it made her frown. She had promised herself not to dampen her spirits over tomorrows "judgment day". It just brought everything crashing down.
Harry leaned towards her, staring at her frowning face curiously. "Penny for your thoughts?"
Usagi smiled softly, turning to her boyfriend. She gave him a soft kiss on the lips, "Nothing,"
Harry grinned slyly, "If I always get that response, I hope you will think always,"
Usagi chuckled pinching his nose playfully, "I don't think so,"
He hugged her from behind, pulling her closer to him. "I am just wishing,"
"Then continue to wish,"
Harry grinned, "So I will," He leaned down and kissed her once more. He enjoyed the sensation of touching her skin against his own. It brought slight shivers up his spine.
"Okay you two, break it up," announced Haruka, eyeing the tangled mess of legs and arms. Her eyebrow twitched as she saw how perfectly angled Harry's hands were on the Hime's legs.
Michiru hit the Uranian upside on the head, "Would you let those two be?!"
"I am still not forgiving him for kidnapping the Hime," muttered the wind senshi, flexing her arm. "That's touching under the belt! And I mean 'under' the belt!" Yelled the blonde, glaring daggers at Harry.
"They are just having fun!" protested Michiru smiling serenely at the kissing couple. A faint blush crossed her cheeks as she saw the display of affection between Usagi and Harry. Perhaps Haruka was right about the 'under' part...
"How about we go swimming Hotaru-chan?" deciding to have seen enough, the Teal haired beauty heaved Hotaru out of the sand and pulled her towards the sea. This was something no young child should see...
Hotaru smiled brightly and followed Michiru. "Let's go Haruka-papa!"
Haruka frowned, "Sure go ahead, I'll be right in after I castrate him..." she muttered, glaring daggers at the two.
Hotaru sweat dropped but obediently obliged. "Wait for me Michiru-mama!"
"Okay you two, break it up!" growled the Uranian, stomping towards the kissing couple. She 'gently' pulled them apart—sprawling Harry across the blanket. Ignoring the indignant 'omphf' from the boy, the blonde senshi heaved the Hime to her legs.
"Ano, we were just having fun!" pouted Usagi, while being dragged off the waters. She giggled slightly at Harry and waved her good bye at him.
"You're lucky I didn't castrate him," muttered Haruka broodingly, sending the blonde girl a long glance.
Usagi smiled slightly, sweat dropping in response. "You're mean,"
"You're lucky," repeated Haruka, before flinging the squealing Moonchild into the depths of the waters.
"Ruka-chan!" came a loud wail, twin odangos sagging from the accumulated water in them. "You're mean!"
Haruka smirked, eyeing the wet rabbit gleefully. However, her smirk soon turned into a downright scowl as water was splashed unto her face.
A tremendous water war soon followed.
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"I think I got a sunburn," whined Ginny, gingerly poking her arm before wincing. "I do have a sunburn,"
The group of friends entered the inn later that afternoon, all exhausted from the long day at the beach.
"I'm sure our medi-witch can give you something for that burn," Shingo smiled softly at Ginny, touching her arm gingerly.
Ginny winced but nodded, "I hope I wont peel like a cooked potato once in Hogwarts,"
Usagi smiled at the redhead, her smile looked somewhat strained. "I'm sure you wont," she said, smile slightly dropping. 'Hogwarts...right. They'd be leaving soon.'
"Usagi," breathed Harry, feeling her stiffen next to him. He eyed her in worry.
"Koneko-chan," announced Haruka, gaining the attention from everybody of the group. Her left eye twitched slightly. She had called the Hime, not everybody. Obviously she still was pissed over the tiny ordeal between Usagi and Harry—who she still planned to castrate. "We should be going now,"
Usagi nodded and stood up along with the outers, "Arigato for coming," she smiled sweetly at them. "It was fun,"
Michiru smiled warmly, "Hai, it was, wasn't it?"
Hotaru beamed and went around the group, hugging each of her British friends—knowing that this might be last, since tomorrow... "It was wonderful!" grinned the Saturnian, swallowing the wave of depression.
Hermione smiled brightly, "I hope we can do it again sometime,"
Usagi bit her lip, feeling suddenly very guilty. She had an odd feeling that she would be lying if she answered the bushy haired girl. "I hope too,"
'I only hope right now,' she added mentally.
Setsuna smiled wearily at the group, "Good-bye friends,"
Haruka merely nodded her head, a fleeting gesture of good-bye. Michiru held her arm, smiling down at the seated group of teens. "Good-bye Minna,"
Hotaru smiled, hopping her mouth won't betray her and she'd end up as a blubbering mass of crying heap, "Ja ne Minna-chan!"
Usagi felt like crying then and there. Her senshi were saying their last good-byes to her friends! An odd feeling of nausea swam over her and she closed her eyes. An odd reminder of what was to come. Forcing on a smile, she eyed the Outers. "I'll escort you to the doors,"
Ron watched the group of senshi disappear through the archway, brows furrowed in confusion. "Why did they just say that as if they wont come back?"
Harry frowned, eyeing the shadows were Usagi had disappeared through. He felt his insides churn in worry.
'Is she really going to accept the Invite?'
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"I had fun Usagi-mama," whispered Hotaru, hugging the blonde around the waist. "I wish it could have lasted longer,"
Usagi bit back a wave of tears and hugged the small senshi. "Hai, I wish too,"
Haruka eyes the wall clock wearily, "We should go,"
Usagi nodded, pulling herself away from Hotaru. "It was fun,"
"...While it lasted," added Setsuna, her tone growing slightly serious.
Usagi frowned slightly at Setsuna. Does she always have to rub it in like that?
Luna sighed, eyeing the silenced group of humans. "It's so depressing,"
"Doom may lie ahead of us tomorrow, yet today everything is perfectly normal," whispered Artemis, growing slightly depressed.
"Are you going?" asked the time senshi, eyeing the small Hime.
Usagi looked away, eyes flickering over to the laughing group of friends back in the lounge. She closed her eyes, pained at the thought of them leaving. "I don't know,"
"The future of this world lies in all of us," said Michiru, a small sad smile gracing her lips. "It is our destiny to fight for what is right,"
"But—"
"It is our duty to protect you and this world," announced Haruka. "We must fight for peace,"
"We shall wait for you at Juuban Park at 8:30 in the evening," said Setsuna staring into the blue depths of her Hime's eyes. "We will await your presence,"
Blue eyes clouded in pain but nodded. "Hai," she whispered. Swallowing the painful lump in her throat, she watched the Outers for a moment.
"Ja ne, Hime," they nodded their good-bye, hearts heavy with the impending danger that might await tomorrow.
Usagi closed the glass door after the last of them stepped out. She watched them speed off into the distance in Haruka's red sports car. She dropped her head in remorse, slowly tears threatened to spill. The decision of going still lingered heavy in the air.
'I don't know what to do!' her mind yelled in frustration.
Luna sighed softly and jumped up onto the shoulder of her charge, "Don't worry Usagi-chan," purred the feline. "Everything will turn out fine,"
Usagi sighed softly but nodded her head, bending down she picked up the concerned Artemis. "Hai, I'll try to pull myself together,"
"It'll be ok, Usagi-chan," whispered Artemis, looking up at the princess.
Usagi sighed and nodded her head. She turned her attention towards the laughing group of friends. Blue eyes clouded over with pain as she eyed Harry. She really didn't know what to do.
'I hate my life,' she thought scornfully, trudging towards the group pulling on a bright smile.
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"Don't do it," whispered Harry later that evening while walking Usagi to her room. He touched her elbow as they stood in the silent corridor. He eyed her in worry; she seemed really preoccupied with things that evening after the Outers had left. It worried him greatly.
Usagi eyed him, eyes shinning with mixed emotions. Was he telling her to not go to Voldemort tomorrow night? She bit her lip, trying hard to swallow the lump in her throat. For many hours she tried hard not to show any worry, had he been able to detect her worry? 'Of course he had...' she whispered mentally, reminded herself that he was her soul mate. "I don't understand,"
"Don't go," he pleaded, staring down intently into her clouded blue orbs. "You'll get hurt,"
He was surprised to see the sudden confusion in her eyes. "What?" he asked, a small frown forming on his lips. Had he said something wrong?
"I—nothing," breathed Usagi, turning away from the boy. "Nothing at all,"
"Just don't go," whispered Harry, pulling her back into his arms. He heard her gasp as he encircled his arms around her from behind. "Please,"
"I don't know," mumbled Usagi, relishing the feeling of his warmth around her. "I don't know,"
"Please," his breath tickled her neck, making her faintly blush. "I don't know what I would do without you,"
She felt her heart swell with love as she listened to his confession. She still was unsure of what to do, yet she did have the right to chose...didn't she? Her mind clouded with confusion as she continued to listen to Harry's confessions of love, numbly nodding to everything he said.
"I love you," breathed Usagi, turning around and facing the ebony haired boy.
"I love you too," whispered Harry, smiling down softly at the girl of his dreams. Silently he hoped that she would finally answer his plea.
Both shared an earth-shattering kiss, once again sealing their love and promises. Yet one promise still lay untouched and uncertain.
Pulling apart, Harry gently placed his forehead against her own. "I want you to say good-bye to me on Saturday," he whispered after a minute of silence lapsed.
Usagi looked up, slightly startled. If she would promise...then she'd surely not be able to go to Voldemort tomorrow. Yet...did she really want to go to Voldemort? She stared into his pleading eyes, filled with hope and love.
Swallowing the lump once again in her throat, Usagi found herself nodding. "Hai,"
Harry smiled, bending down he kissed her softly on the lips one more time. "Thank you,"
Usagi nodded her head, lips still tingling from the kiss. Opening the door of her room, she stepped in. she eyed him in the doorway, a ghostly smile played on her lips. "Good night, Harry,"
"Good night Usagi," he responded. He watched her close the door slowly and listened as it locked. Sighing softly he turned on his heel and walked down the corridor. He *still* had some packing to do.
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Usagi flung herself onto her bed, tears coursing down her cheeks. Silent sobs racked her body. She never liked making promises. One way or another, they had to be broken. Her heart ached as she thought of Harry, his pleading look...she bit her lips trying hard to suppress a loud sob.
Ambling out of the bed, she gave her reflection in the vanity an angry glare before turning to pick up the red marker.
With two swift moves, the crossed off the 28th.
Throwing down the red marker in disgust, she eyed the encircled number with pure hatred.
The encircled date seemed to mock her. It somehow twinkled in the darkness of her room. It seemed to know what terror it would hold on that day.
It enjoyed her fear.
Puffy eyes widened at the sudden realization of fear and backed away from the calendar. Suddenly she felt the sudden wave of coldness wash over her. Fear gripped her heart in that painful way Voldemort tried to rip it out. Its cold hands touching her skin...
...Usagi shivered involuntarily.
New tears sprang to her eyes as she collapsed on the bed. Fear, confusion and pain clouded her mind as she hugged her pillow. The promises whirled in her head, her duties to the ones she loved.
'What to do?!' she mentally screamed, small sobs racking her frame.
She hated lying.
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"Soon," cackled a raspy voice, eyeing the roaring flames in the corner with sheer delight. A not so normal—maniacal—glint sparkled in his red eyes.
Servants floated in the corner, awaiting any instructions bombarded their way. They looked ready to kill—in other words...ready to suck away your live. So to speak.
Folding bony hands confidently on his lap, a smug smile crossed his face. An air of confidence hung heavy around his as he replayed his diabolical plans in his ingenious mind.
"She will permit...soon..."
The flickering image of a sleeping Usagi appeared in the flames. The smug smile of Voldemort only grew.
"She will fall."
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It was raining.
The steady beating of big, fat raindrops against her window woke the blonde Moon princess up from a dreamless sleep. Stifling a big yawn behind her hand, she sat up looking slightly groggy and ruffled up.
Blinking several times, remnants of sleep finally left her, leaving her full awake in the real world.
She suddenly felt naked.
Alone.
Scared.
Pulling her bunny comforters closer to her body, a blanket of realization fell upon her. A silent shiver racked her body.
She felt cold.
'Voldemort,'
Blue eyes widened, realizing what day it was. What doom it would bring. What...unknowing future it would bring.
Pale hands emerged from beneath the bundle of bunny comforters. She stared at them with haunted eyes. Silently wondering if they might be covered with unknown blood by tomorrow.
Tomorrow...
Was there even a tomorrow?
The sudden remembrance of her decision made her eyes shine with tears. Shaking slightly, she hugged her torso in attempt to comfort herself. It failed.
Somebody will get hurt today.
Kami. She simply hated lying.
She hated the consequences.
Fear gripped her heart as she tumbled out of bed, comforters securely wrapped around her body in attempts to keep her lithe frame some warmth. It failed terribly.
She was shaking.
Walking to the calendar with red marker in hand, she felt like she was walking on ice. Funny...it was just raining outside...not even winter.
A jagged 'X' covered the already encircled 29.
Today...
Today...
Today...
Doom.
Her hands trembled as she dropped the seeming offending marker. Gravity seemed to have taken its toll on her, as the small Moon princess crumpled onto the ground in a heap with the comforters.
Doom.
It's funny. Mother nature seemed to know what today held. Everything was gloomy. Dreary. Lifeless. The ominous rainstorm seemed to increase outside, casting a haunting air into her room.
Silent tears fled the confines of her eyes, as fear continued to grip her. Yes, she was overwhelmingly afraid of what held today. Though it was nothing new of Sailor Moon being afraid...this was something different...She really, really WAS petrified.
Doom.
It seemed cynical of her to think of doom. But nothing else seemed to come to mind when she thought of today. Doom. Somebody will die...in an unknown number...it simply meant doom.
The blonde sighed, trying very hard to get her bearings together. Trying hard to get back the faith she had lost somewhere in her 8 hours of sleep and 10 minutes of reality.
She needed faith right now.
Where the hell was her faith anyway?!
Where the hell the faith in which everybody always believed she always had?!
Closing her eyes one moment, she took in a shaky breath. Hoping against all odds that her cynical thoughts would be banished into oblivious.
The gods were mocking her.
Looking up she eyed the calendar with disdain. She could practically see the bony face of Voldemort laughing his bony behind off at her.
She shivered again. She hated that man...he was man right?
Blue eyes narrowed slightly at that thought. 'No,' she mentally whispered. 'He is NOT human,'
The jagged 'X' continued to taunt her. She hated it for that.
She hated of being reminded of today.
With shaky legs, she stood up, dropping the useless comforters. The biting cold sent her into instant shivers. Her tears made the cold bite her cheeks. She merely scowled.
She hated today.
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"We still need to buy souvenirs," pointed out Ginny while stabbing her cinnamon bun sulkily with her fork. The prospect of leaving tomorrow still gave her an odd taste in the mouth.
Hermione looked thoughtful, "Mother did say she loved green tea,"
Mrs. Weasley smiled brightly ignoring the sullen looks her husband gave off, "You still have today to get everything you want,"
Mr. Weasley grumbled something about not having met Sailor Moon and lost time. He bit into his toast in frustration most likely imagining it to be one of the heads of Japan's Ministry's heads.
"We could head off to the market," suggested Shingo looking around the table and expecting an answer. "They have great trinkets and stuff,"
Ron seemed interested, "Maybe we can find some cool ancient junk,"
Harry, by far, was least interested. He mumbled something under his breath before chugging down his tea. It settled heavily in his stomach, making him flinch slightly.
He hated today.
Out of nowhere Usagi popped up and settled herself next to him. She kissed him softly on the cheek as to acknowledge her existence next to him. Beaming brightly at the group she made a grab for two cinnamon rolls. Without much of a word, she began to eat as if nothing was wrong.
"What took you so long?" asked Shingo after Mr. And Mr. Weasley announced that'd they'd be heading to the ministry. He eyed his sister gobble up another roll.
"And good morning to you too," muttered Usagi, reaching out for yet another roll. "I slept in,"
Another blanket of silence fell on the group; all that was heard was the soft 'clank' of china as breakfast ensued.
Hermione cleared her throat choosing that now was the right time to ask. "Usagi," she began, as said blonde looked up with half of a roll sticking out of her mouth. Her calmness irked her. She was known as the worrywart, to hyperventilate, to do god knows what in times like these. God. She hated clam people sometimes. "Aren't you a bit, *clears throat* worried...for, you know, tonight?"
Usagi blinked. Kami. She hated Hermione's direct to the point attitude. Burning green eyes burned right into her head, she smiled feebly and swallowed the rest of her 6th roll. Old habits die hard, ne? In swallowing she meant not only the chewed up form of a cinnamon roll—no, also every inkling of fear and anxiety that cursed through her body.
Her stomach did a lurch.
She was going to be sick.
"A bit,"
A lie.
Kami. She hated lying. If she continued that way she'd already be bent over from lying that much...that was how the saying went right? She had to think about it.
"A bit?" repeated Hermione, eyes slightly bugging. "Today is the most critical day in human history and all you can say 'A bit',"
Usagi blinked. This girl had issues. Well, considering that Hermione did spend most of her Hogwarts years risking her life with Harry—who was always bound to get in trouble one way or another...the girl sure worried. A lot.
It only made her sicker.
Her stomach lurched again.
Apparently 6 Cinnamon rolls, fear, anxiety and any other emotion down there did NOT do well in her stomach.
Swell.
"Really. I'm ok," lied Usagi, plastering on her award-winning smile. Waving her hand to dismiss the subject. "You worry too much,"
Hermione's right eyebrow twitched slightly, "Worry too much?!" she repeated. "You will be facing Vol—oomph!"
"Keep it down will you?" grumbled Ron, both hands clasped around Hermione's blubbering mouth. "I don't think everybody in this room should know about this,"
The bushy haired girl had the decency to blush. "Ah, sorry,"
Usagi waved her hand. Her heart was ready to burst at the sudden flood of worry radiated from her friends. "No problem,"
Yeah right.
She had one big problem.
And it began with the letter 'V'
Smiling brightly at the group she reached for another Cinnamon roll. Apparently they were addicting—or maybe her eating habit still didn't go away. Either way, they were good. Nibbling at it unconsciously, she eyed the group curiously. "What do you guys plan to do today?"
"Souvenir shopping," chirped Ginny, smiling slightly.
Usagi's stomach did another lurch.
So she was sick.
A thoughtful expression crossed her face and she dropped the left over half of the roll onto her plate. "I think I won't be joining you today," announced the blonde, face scrunched up slightly.
"Why?" asked her brother eyeing his sister curiously.
Usagi shrugged and mentally winced. Her stomach did hurt. 'Note to self: Never eat 6 and a half cinnamon rolls combined with anxiety and fear. Does not do well on days when one has to save the world,'
"Stomach ache," replied the blonde, eyeing the pastry thoughtfully. Should she eat or should she not. It would be a waste not to...but it might increase her stomachache...hmm.
"I wont go either," announced Harry, his eyes falling onto his blonde girlfriend.
"Oh," breathed Ron eyeing Harry curiously. "Okay then,"
Shingo switched his gaze from his sister to his watch. "Perhaps we should go," he suggested. "With today raining, I say the market will get a tad bit crowded,"
"Do you want us to get you anything?" asked Hermione as they slowly stood up and leave.
Harry shrugged and handed Hermione a small pouch filled with money. "Anything," he mumbled.
Hermione numbly nodded and stuffed the pouch into her jacket. "See you guys later,"
Harry watched her run up to the others (who were busy pulling on raincoats) before turning back to Usagi, who still seemed to have an internal battle whether or not to eat the roll. Smiling slyly, he reached out and took the left over roll and began to eat it.
"Hey," pouted Usagi, once noticing her missing pastry. "I was supposed to eat that!"
Harry smirked slightly and poked her stomach. "You have a stomach ache. And besides you already ate 6 of them,"
Pouting once more, the blonde crossed her arms. "No fair, you stole it!"
Harry shook his head slightly at the cute picture of Usagi pouting. "C'mon," he said, pulling her off her seat. "Let's get you some medicine for that stomach ache you got,"
Usagi smiled slightly and entwined her fingers with his own as they walked out of the dining room and up to the medi-witch's desk. He asked for some medicine while she stayed quiet, though still sulking over the lost pastry. A small smile played on her lips at the thoughtfulness of him.
"Here," said Harry, holding out a spoonful of some mint green liquid. He held it up to her mouth with a small smile. "Open up,"
Usagi obliged and allowed him to feed her. She saw him smirk playfully at her as she swallowed. She winced slightly as her stomach did a small lurch. It tasted oddly like mint and made her stomach feel warm.
"Thank you," mumbled Usagi, blushing slightly at the smiling boy. Again she entwined their fingers. She felt the medicine to its effect and make the pains subside a bit.
Nodding, Harry pulled the blushing girl up the stairs. Upon receiving a questioning look he simply shrug, obviously not telling. They soon stopped in front of the Japanese baths. Harry grinned and pulled her in.
"I already had a bath," whined Usagi upon stepping into the pearly white tiled room.
"C'mon, it's raining, now is the perfect time to take a hot bath," said Harry with a sly smile. "Besides," he continued after taking a quick peek into the baths. "Nobody is in there, it'll just be us,"
Usagi blushed slightly but nodded her head in consent. Her blush increased as she felt his arms encircle around her waist possessively. "Are you trying to say something out of this?" she asked coyly, with a small grin.
"Just making sure we enjoy our last day together," mumbled Harry leaning down and capturing her lips in a passionate kiss.
The taste of mint and cinnamon lingered in their mouths, as they pulled apart minutes later, both gasping for breath. Eyes clouded over with hidden desires, they held each other in a possessive manner enjoying the feel the other's warmth against their own.
"I'll change now," muttered Usagi, pulling herself away from Harry. The awful reminder of him leaving tomorrow still hurt. Giving him one last glance she disappeared through the mist and into the changing rooms.
Harry eyed the blonde with slight worry in his eyes. Sighing softly, he headed to the changing rooms himself, wistfully wishing that today would never end.
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Minutes later, a blue bikini clad Usagi emerged from the dressing rooms smiling softly at Harry. Stepping into the huge hot bath, she sat down next to the boy. A soft blanket of mist floated inches above the water.
"It's so peaceful," whispered Usagi, leaning up against Harry. She blushed slightly as his arms scooped her up and brought her against him. Her back against his chest, sitting in between his legs.
"Yes," mumbled Harry, hugging her lithe form against him. Her long blonde hair cascaded around them, making the waters look as if it were gold. "Very much,"
"I'll miss you," whispered Usagi, staring across the huge pool blankly. She felt his arms tighten around her waist.
"I'll miss you too," breathed Harry, nuzzling his face into her neck inhaling her strong sweet scent.
Tears welled up in her eyes as she thought of the upcoming events. It pained her to feel his worry and sadness. "Hold me," whispered Usagi, closing her eyes and leaning against his chest. "Please hold me,"
He obliged by tightening his hold on her, if possible pulling her closer than she already is. "Yes," mumbled Harry. "...Hold you forever,"
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By the time they emerged from the baths it was past lunch and both were rather hungry. Usagi smiled brightly at Harry as they walked across the foyer.
"What?" asked Harry, a small blush crossing his cheeks. He eyed the blonde skeptically.
"It was fun," grinned Usagi, pulling him towards the dinning room.
Harry fought the urge to blush furiously—which he failed miserably. "Yeah, right," he muttered.
"C'mon, admit it!" Usagi grinned like a cat. "Before we were caught that is,"
He would have fainted as he remembered what exactly they did in the baths, but instead only stumbled. They were had fun alright. One hell of a steamy make out session—he still couldn't decide if the steam from room was from the water or...from them. Either way, they gave one of the guests—which was a really old lady—a near heart attack.
Hey, who can blame them? Teenagers nowadays...
"I'm hungry," announced Usagi, her stomach echoing her. She grinned at Harry and tugged his arm. "Let's eat,"
Nodding numbly, he followed the blonde into the dinning room. After sitting down in one of the far tables in the corner, he quickly ordered something for himself. Usagi did the same, only ordering twice as much as he did.
"What do you want to do after this?" inquired the boy, staring at Usagi across of him.
Usagi looked thoughtful before a wicked smile cross her lips. Leaning back in her chair, she shrugged. "We could finish where we left off,"
Harry choked into his butterbeer and coughed wildly. A wild blush covered his face as he heard a startled gasp coming from the table next to them. Sneaking a small glance he saw the old lady from the baths, looking paler than usual. He turned back to Usagi, who was stifling her laughter behind a napkin. All he could do was glare.
"You should have seen her face!" grinned Usagi, eyes dancing mischievously.
Harry rolled his eyes, ignoring his laughing girlfriend. "Very funny," he muttered, his blush slowly decreasing.
Usagi smiled serenely and watched the boy fight off the blush. Her heart only sagged a bit at the thought of tomorrow. Fighting off the urge to frown, she continued to smile. Hoping really hard she could continue her façade.
~
After several more discrete make out sessions, mischievous activities (which in Harry's opinion he thought he'd never do,) and whispers of sweet nothings, night soon rolled in.
The clock struck 7 pm.
Dinner already was already finished. The group of Hermione arrived earlier, talking avidly over the happenings at the market. They carried bags filled with trinkets. Obviously tomorrow they'd have a hard time stuffing everything into the cars, yet alone haul everything with them.
Usagi's spirit by now dampened.
She felt like throwing a tantrum right then and there.
She didn't want them to go.
She hated letting things go.
Kami. She hated today.
Smiling and nodding at the right moments, she barely listened to Hermione's jabbering. She felt Harry shift beside her, obviously feeling her discomfort. He threw an arm around her and held her close. She mentally felt like crying. He made everything only worse with his unending affections.
Kami. She loved this boy.
It was Mrs. Weasley who brought her out of lala land. "All of you should head off to bed now!" she ordered briskly. A round of protests was all she received.
Usagi had the faint idea that Ron's mother looked oddly like a youma when angered, and soon she too found herself on her legs and trudging towards her room.
"Don't go," whispered Hermione as she hugged the blonde girl. Tears brimmed her eyes and fell down her cheeks. Usagi only smiled weakly and hugged the girl back.
"Don't do it," mumbled Ginny, nearing the range of bawling her eyes out as she grabbed Usagi. Usagi thought the corridor would flood with tears if all of them would cry right now.
"Listen to them," said Ron; in a swift move he hugged Usagi before letting go. He gave her a weak smile, obviously fighting off the urge to cry as well.
"Please," breathed Shingo, he hugged his sister fiercely. Usagi felt like crying right now. Tears made her vision blurry and she hugged him back.
"I'll miss you guys," whispered Usagi, voice cracking. She hugged them once again before a series of good nights rang through the night air. She watched them disappear through the corridor.
Harry hugged her from behind, and held her close. It pained him to see her this way. It pained him a great deal. "Let's go," he whispered, leading her towards her own room.
Usagi nodded numbly and allowed herself to be dragged off to her room. Both soon stumbled into the room, nearly tripping over the discarded blanket. Usagi giggled softly at their antics. She pulled out of Harry's arms and turned on the lights.
"Don't go," announced Harry, staring at her pointedly. He saw the marked off calendar, it scared him to see that she kept track of the upcoming event.
Usagi looked away, guilt spreading all over her system. She felt his hands cup her face and slightly turn it to make her look him in his eyes. She saw his pain.
Her heart dropped to her feet...if possible.
Swallowing the lump in her throat, she continued to look at him. "I—I...don't know," she managed to whisper. This was a repeat of last night...was time repeating or something? She had to ask Puu sometime...
"Please," green eyes filled with worry as he hugged the girl fiercely. "I love you,"
Usagi let out a small sob and hugged Harry back. If she let go now...there might be no coming back... "I love you too,"
Harry leaned down and kissed the blonde softly. The kiss felt soft, pure and innocent. To Usagi it was sweet and untainted—one thing she couldn't resist, that were sweets...both poured their hearts into the kiss as it turned more urgent. Fire burned within them as one began to slowly nibble the others lower lip, sensually licking the swollen flesh. Desires burned as mouths opened, a fiery heat emitting from both of them.
This would be their last...
Last...
It sounded weird to Usagi...
Painful in fact...
Lungs burned for the need of air, and both pulled away. Ragged breaths could be heard in the silent room, both people looking deeply into each other's eyes. Memorizing every detail of the others face and body.
For this would be their last...
"Let's go to sleep," whispered Usagi, pulling the flushed boy towards her bed. "It's late,"
Harry nodded numbly and picked up the discarded blanket. Kicking off his shoes, he climbed into bed with her. Lying down next to the blonde, he pulled her into his embrace mumbling sweet nothings into her ear.
"Let's stay this way," he whispered, snuggling into her. His arms tightened around her waist. "Forever,"
Usagi nodded and placed her head onto his chest, listening to its rhythmic beat. How she wished this moment would last. His warmth made her body go limp...she felt like she was in bliss...
She'd miss him.
She heard him sigh softly into her hair, knowing very well that he'll fall asleep any minute from now. Savoring the moment, she snuggled into his embrace, sleep not daring to come near her.
Her heart seemed to have quickened its pace, it seemed to beat differently from his own. Anxiety and fear gripped her as her blue eyes filled with shiny tears.
8:25
This is it...
He was asleep. She could tell. Blue eyes scanned his sleeping form, they softened upon seeing his angelic state. She pulled herself away from him quite reluctantly. His warmth disappeared and she regretted it deeply.
'I'm sorry,' she thought silently after standing up, eyes never leaving his sleeping figure. She watched him hug her pillow thinking it was her.
"I love you 'sagi," mumbled Harry, burrowing his face into the pillow.
If it were humanly possible, her heart would now be in a million shreds. Suppressing a sob, she pulled out a small golden object from her pocket. It glittered slightly in the light of the Moon, faintly showing its star shaped locket. How she wished she could stay...
Bending down with utmost care, she kissed him softly on the lips. A single tear slid down her cheek and landed onto his hair. He mumbled something under his breath and turned. Smiling softly, she placed the locket into his right hand and gently closed his hand.
"I love you too," whispered Usagi. Straightening, she continued to stare down at his sleeping figure.
Taking one deep breath, she took two steps away from the bed. There was a soft shimmer in the room, before Sailor Moon stood in her place. It pained to leave him.
"Good bye, Harry Potter, my love" whispered Sailor Moon before jumping out the open window and into the night.
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I know, I know. Usagi is getting weird. O.o; So am I. What can I say...the girl is at the brink of throwing everything into the wind...^^;
So how was it? I hope you guys liked it. *sniff* I can't believe I am two chapters away from completion. Well, actually, One chapter away. ^^ *sigh*
I'll work hard to get everything out soon, so that I can focus on...*drum roll* Facing A New Destiny.
^^ So keep your seat belts on and don't bite my head off yet! *cowers* I promise to ::try:: to finish it! Keyword: Try
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Thank you for reading.
Hugs and kisses
Elisabeth the Ultimate Harry/Usagi fan