(Sigh) Ok CM5K, I'll try not to include Gackt too much in it. (rolls eyes) Inu87yasha has no problem with me being a Gacktaholic (Maybe because he likes Gackt).....or whatever you wish to call me. I'll try to get this done as fast as I can, but still make it long......and good......
Chapter Twelve: The Match Is At HandHarry woke the next morning, bright and early, listening to the fading hoot of an owl outside. As he realized what was going to happen that day, the feeling of dread swelled up inside of him once again. He knew that he had to play. He didn't want to show the Slytherins that he was a coward just because their Head of House was refereeing and bound to call anything against Gryffindor.
Slowly, Harry reached for his glasses on the bedside table. He looked at the lumpy beds all around him. All of the others were still sleeping. Harry couldn't tell how early it was, but he knew it was just past sunrise because the sky was still quite pale. He put on his glasses and clambered out of bed, putting on his robe. He didn't want to change into his Quidditch robes yet. The game wasn't until the afternoon and he wanted to relax for the morning and not think about it.
He slowly walked past Ron's bed and down the stairs to the Common Room. Harry noticed that the fire was burning bright. Brighter than it should be in the early morning. A large chair was set by the fire, but Harry could only see the back of it. Another chair about the same size was sitting across from it, but it was empty. Harry walked over to it, not bothering to look at the other chair and sat down, closing his eyes. The warmth of the fire felt good on his face. A soft voice echoed through the room.
kono machi ni kite hajimete no nichiyoubi
wake mo nai no ni dokidoki shite mado o aketa...
Harry jerked open his eyes. Jeanna was sitting by the fire, her eyes closed. She was curled up in the chair like a kitten. Harry whispered, "Jeanna?" She didn't answer. She was sleeping. Harry crawled over to her. He could see a tear streaking down her face. He stared for a moment, comprehending what to do. He simply sat back down in the chair opposite her. He stared into the fire until his eyes slowly blurred and his head began to slip off of his hand and he fell asleep.
"Harry..." A voice said soothingly in his ear. Harry slowly opened one bleary eye. He could see Jeanna standing over him. "Hmeehh.." was his answer, although it was inaudible.
"Harry..." This time, he could tell that it was Hermione's voice, and she sounded quite worried. She leaned towards his face as she asked, "Is he alright?"
Jeanna's words were loud, but there was a sense of sensitivity to them. "Don't be silly, Mi. He's not dead......" she laughed. "But if he is, I sure hope we can find a backup Seeker in time for the game that's in a few hours!" Harry's eyes slowly opened. "See?" Jeanna said to Hermione. "He's fine. He just fell asleep."
"But—But!!" Hermione couldn't find the right words to say. She stomped off. "I'm finding Ron!" Harry lifted his hand and grabbed the end of something fuzzy. "Jeanna, let go."
"Jeaaaana?" Harry said through a yawn. Hermione whirled around.
"Oh, Harry!" she said, a tinge of pink coming to her cheeks. "I was worried that you had been injured....or something....ummm...I'm going to find Ron to tell him..." she trailed off as Harry let go of her robes. She bolted up the stairs to the boys dormitory. Harry yawned and sat up. His legs were asleep, so he didn't move them. He looked down at Jeanna, who was kneeling by the chair. She looked tired; rings were under her eyes.
"What's up with you?" Harry asked her.
"Oh...umm..." Jeanna stammered. "Well, Hermione woke me up with her shriek of terror really early..."
"Uh huh." Harry said dully. Hermione and Ron came down the steps to join them. "I wanted to ask you something..." he looked at her, and she stared at him. He had the feeling he shouldn't ask in front of Ron and Hermione. "Why were you sleeping down here anyway?"
"Oh!" Jeanna said, surprised at his changed question. "I woke up early and decided to come down and sit. I must've fallen asleep." Harry nodded as though he understood, but he made a mental note to ask her about something else.
"Well," Ron said, yawning. His hair was sticking in all directions and his clothes were crinkled. "This's been a lovely night. ImtiredImgoingtogotobednow." He made to get up, but Hermione grabbed his arm and yanked him back down. He fell down backwards and stayed like that.
Hermione glared at Ron. "Git." She said. "I'm going to change." She stood up and walked up the staircase.
"Meetoo." Ron said and he dragged himself over to the staircase and up the stairs. Harry finally managed to move his legs so he was in a more comfortable position.
"So," Harry said to Jeanna, who looked a bit flustered. "Why were you down here?"
"I told you!" Jeanna said.
"Yeah, but when I came down here at daybreak, you were sleeping, but you were singing something in Japanese...AND..." Jeanna tried to interrupt. "You had...or were, crying."
"I was thinking of an ending to a movie. It was a sad ending." She said sternly.
"And what movie was this?"
"Moonchild."
"Does this happen to star Garky?"
"It's Gackt! And no, it was starring Hyde..." she paused and looked at Harry, who continued to smile. "......And Gackt."
"Ahh...alright," Harry said, standing up. "I guess that will have to pass as an excuse. But I want to know sooner or later! THE TRUTH WILL BE REAVEALED!"
Jeanna glared and stomped off to the dormitory. "And, if you were wondering," she called to him. "You have one hour to change, eat, and get on the Quidditch field to play the game. That is...if you aren't late showing up at the lockers. And if you don't tick anyone else off!" She cackled and continued to go up the stairs. Harry's eyes widened. One hour?! He bolted upstairs, past Ron's bed, which the curtains were drawn around. As fast as he could move, he changed into his Quidditch robes and quickly made his bed. He raced downstairs, hardly noticing that Ron was standing, waiting for him.
"Hey Ha..." Was all Harry heard Ron say. He flew down the steps as fast as he could as he jumped over Neville, who was crouched over to pick up Trevor. Neville squeaked in terror, but Harry continued to run. He made it to the Great Hall to find that there were only a few people there. Had he missed lunch already? It couldn't have taken him that long to get there. He sat down at the Gryffindor table, his back turned against a sneering Pansy Parkinson, and he noticed that Malfoy was not with her. He turned to his plate as Ron sat on his right, Hermione on his left, and Jeanna across from him. She was grinning. He gave her a puzzled look.
"That's what you get for not knowing Gackt's name!" she said through giggles as she silently ate her vanilla pudding.
"What time is it?!" he said angrily.
"Eleven thirty," Ron said. Harry whipped his head back to Jeanna, who was silently giggling.
"Never...do that...again!" Harry said through clenched teeth to Jeanna, who paid no attention to him. She had stopped giggling and was looking behind Harry. He turned around.
At the Slytherin table, Pansy Parkinson was sitting in between Crabbe and Malfoy. She was sneering and antagonizing him. He noticed that Crabbe and Goyle were just sniggering, but Malfoy was sitting silently, paying no heed to Pansy. He was reading the Daily Prophet while eating a sandwich.
"Whoa," Ron said, turning around to see what the two were gawking at. "That is weird. Everyone knows that Malfoys hate Potters...And Malfoys hate Weasleys. That's weird."
"Duh," Jeanna said.
"That is odd," Hermione said. "Normally, he'd walk over here with his whole gang and start taunting you, but he's not even joining in the festivities."
Harry turned around. "Festivities?"
She blushed. "I meant festivities for them! You know I'd never make fun of you!" He grinned and nodded, turning back to his BLT.
"I'm not that hungry," he said, setting down his sandwich.
"You have to eat!" Hermione said.
"Mi's right," Jeanna said. "You do need to eat. You need to be able to whip the other team's butts!" Harry shrugged his shoulders. "Fine," she said. "But if you don't want a sandwich, try a nice bowl of vanilla pudding!" A bowl appeared in front of him. He smiled at Jeanna. He decided to eat it. It cheered him up a little as Ron began to rant about how stupid Malfoy was.
Before Harry knew it, Wood was beckoning him to go out to the lockers. He hardly heard a word of what Wood said, and all of a sudden, Harry was standing outside of the lockers, walking out onto the field. He then realized how nervous he was. SNAPE WAS REFEREEING! How could he have forgotten? He was stupid to be so careless that morning, sleeping in and all.
Ron, Hermione, and Jeanna, meanwhile, had found a seat in the stands next to Neville. He couldn't understand why they had brought their wands. And why only Ron and Hermione looked grim...Jeanna seemed to be enjoying the weather...or something...
Down on the field, Harry was barely managing to keep up with the rest of the team. Luckily for him, Fred and George were walking slowly, their faces paler than normal. Harry looked across the field and noticed that the Hufflepuff team looked quite relaxed. Harry's anger intensified as Snape came out of the shadows by Madam Hooch and mounted his broom.
Fred nudged Harry. Harry looked at him as Fred said, "Blimey...even Dumbledore's come to watch!"
"WHAT?!" Harry said. He quickly looked up. Sure enough, Harry could see Dumbledore's silver beard between a few of the teachers. Harry smiled. He could have even laughed with relief. He was safe! Snape couldn't harm him when Dumbledore was around.
Up in the stands, Hermione was peering at Snape. "I've never seen him look so angry! Why would he be?"
Jeanna tapped her on the shoulder, but she just shrugged it off. "Uh...Mi?" Jeanna pushed the binoculars up to the Teacher's Box.
"Ohhhhhhh!" She said. She turned the binoculars down to where Harry was. He had mounted his broom and was looking quite pleased. "Harry must've realized that Dumbledore's here too. Good."
"Yeah, but I just hope that he gets the Snitch quick!" Ron said. He soon heard a cackling behind him. Not daring to turn his gaze from the starting game, Ron quickly said, "Malfoy."
"Baka," Jeanna replied.
"What was that, Hanale?" Malfoy said.
"Baka," she said again. She whipped around. "I could say things a lot worse, but I'm holding my tongue. You should learn to do that too."
"Oohhh!" Pansy said from next to Malfoy.
"At least I'm not a Mudblood that doesn't speak English!" Malfoy replied.
Jeanna stiffened, but only said, quite loudly, "Butabara Baka." She returned to the game. Malfoy was left standing, gawking. Hermione groaned as Snape awarded Hufflepuff a penalty because George had hit a Bludger at him.
Up much higher in the sky, Harry was circling like a hawk for the Snitch. As Snape awarded another penalty to Hufflepuff for no reason, Harry went into a spectacular dive towards the ground.
In the stands, Malfoy had made a snide comment, but it was drowned out by the crowds cheering.
Harry was grinning as he sped towards Snape at full speed. He watched as Snape watched something scarlet miss him by inches. As Snape looked down to see what it was, Harry triumphantly smiled and held up the struggling Snitch.
The stands erupted into cheers. No one had ever seen the Snitch be caught that fast. Hermione was jumping for joy, as was Ron. Jeanna was screaming, "EXHOY!" Harry jumped off of his broom as the crowds came onto the field. Harry was glomped several times by Hermione and Jeanna who had somehow made it onto the field in no time flat. Snape spat bitterly on the ground. Dumbledore was politely clapping in the stands, but Harry didn't have time to look up.
He heard gently, familiar laughter through all of the screaming. He looked around but didn't see anyone besides his friends and Hogwarts students. As Ron began to say something, he heard the laughter again. It was coming from behind him. He turned around to see Lily, James, and Brooke standing by the wall. Dumbledore had come down from the stands and was talking to them. Harry waited until the crowd had cleared a bit before he went over to them. As most of the students left, Harry ran over to them in a matter of seconds.
Lily intercepted him before he reached them. She hugged him tight as she laughed again. "Well done!" She said, still hugging him. Brooke came over with wide eyes.
"HOW CAN YOU FLY SO FAST?" She fumed. "TEACH ME!!" Harry just looked at her, amazed that she said something.
"Sure. Over the summer I will," he replied. Lily had withdrawn her hug as he walked over to James.
He grinned as he said, "I don't think I could have done that without hitting Snape......of course, I would have purposely hit him..."
"James," Dumbledore said warningly. "I thought you settled that little feud eleven years ago."
"Oh yeah..." James said, trying not to look too suspicious. Dumbledore simply smiled and turned to leave.
"I shall leave you alone," he said in his mysterious voice. "You have much to talk about amongst yourselves." With a swish of his billowing midnight-blue cape, he walked away.
Brooke was still staring at him, but her gaze was withdrawn as she saw Jeanna coming towards them, followed by Hermione, who was pulling Ron.
"Hi!" Jeanna said, smiling at Brooke. Jeanna's hair was curled into ringlets and a few of them were pulled back. She glanced at Harry, who was staring at Brooke, wondering what was so weird about Jeanna...then he remembered.
"You're parents said that you had gone to a school far away, but I never thought you'd be going to Hogwarts!!" Brooke said excitedly. "I miss you!" She flung herself around Jeanna's stomach, since she was so much smaller than Jeanna. Jeanna hugged her back.
"Jeanna..." Lily said in awe. "We wondered..."
"Yeah..." James said uninterested.
Jeanna smiled sweetly. "Well, I would've figured that Harry would have told you in his letters..." she turned to look at him, who quickly looked away. She shook her head. "But I assume that he didn't..."
"No, he didn't," James said, stepping towards Harry "menacingly", who diverted his attention away from the stands and to his father.
"No, nuh uh!!" Harry said. James continued forward, a joking smile on his face. Harry jumped back and grabbed his broomstick. He quickly jumped onto it and flew in the air, out of James's reach.
"HEY!" James yelled jokingly to Harry. He laughed and went back to where Lily and the others were standing. Hermione had finally dragged Ron into the small circle. Ron was rubbing his ear, while Hermione was chattering away with Lily, and Jeanna was talking with Brooke, who hadn't stopped hugging her.
"Really?" Lily queried Hermione.
"Yes!" Hermione said excitedly. "I'm very happy, too!" Lily smiled and turned to James.
"Would you mind getting your son back on the ground?" she asked him wearily.
"Sure..." James said, wondering why Lily seemed so tired. "Harry, come down!" he said. Harry looked from Lily to James, then back again. He sighed and landed on the ground.
"Introduce us to your friends!" Lily said. Brooke let go of Jeanna, who looked relieved.
"This is Hermione Granger." Harry said, nodding towards Hermione, who smiled sweetly. "That's Ron Weasley." Lily and James both smiled at him. His ears turned red. "And that's Jeanna."
"Hi!" She said to them. She saw something out of the corner of her eye as the rest of them began to talk. She turned her attention toward what she saw, but all she could see was a hooded figure go into the Forbidden Forest. She shrugged her shoulders and turned her attention back to the circle of people.
As it began to get dark, it began to get quite cold. Jeanna and Hermione huddled together for warmth and Brooke nudged her way in between them.
Lily finally was so cold that she had to sit down. Harry was worried. He had never seen his mom have to sit down for just being cold.
James quickly walked over to her, making sure that the kids were still talking. "Harry, what's wrong? You look worried." Jeanna said, shivering.
"Nothing," he replied. "It's just, my mom seems...I don't know..."
".........Alright then, if you say so," James said. Harry and the rest of them looked over at them. Brooke made her way over to Harry.
"Is mama alright?" she asked him, grabbing a handful of his robes, and hugging him.
"Yeah," he replied, watching Lily stand up and walk over to them. She smiled warmly at the picture of Harry and Brooke.
"We should head inside," she said. "It's cold out here."
"Alright." Harry replied, prying Brooke away from him. "When are you leaving?"
"Tomorrow," Lily replied as they began to walk. "So you can show us around the school."
"I wonder if I can still find all of the passages..." James said, pondering. Lily hit him on the shoulder.
"Don't make a bad example, James!" she said.
"Sorry."
As they walked through the entrance to the castle, Jeanna took one last look at the Forbidden Forest and wondered whether she really saw anything at all...
Translations
The first Sunday after I came to this town
Even though there was no reason why, my heart was racing and I opened the window...
kono machi ni kite hajimete no nichiyoubi
wake mo nai no ni dokidoki shite mado o aketa...
THE CUTE SONG!! This is Marmalade by Gackt off of Rebirth. He sings so cute in this song! Anyway...
ImtiredImgoingtogotobednow -- I'm tired. I'm going to go to bed now.
Meetoo -- Me too.........if it's not obvious enough for you all. No offense to any of you.
Butabara Baka-- Pork Belly Idiot. xD I love that phrase. "It's just the sound of Butabara. (laughs)" Gackt on Utaban.........sorry CM5K ITS FUNNY! Especially his actions......ah Gaku, you never fail to entertain!!
Hi -- Yes (in Japanese)
Ares: Finally! No more of that Gackt Kimi No Tameni Dekiru Koto crap.
HEY! THERE IS NO DISSING GACKT AROUND ME!! YOU KNOW I WILL KILL YOU! OR STAB YOU WITH A Q-TIP!
Ares: Sorry...I just got fed up with it all!! So many times.
Well, I'm still listening to Gackt, is that any better?
Sarenia: Not really, no. And now it's Mizerable and that other one too...
(glares) Fine. NO ONE DISS HIM IN FRONT OF ME I WILL EXPLODE. Not really, I'll just explode at my neighbor for making fun of Gackt. Grrr...(shoves him into a locker)
And for Kristal's information, if it will make you feel happy, Malfoy was eating a Gacktwich. Heh. And if it doesn't, then he was eating a BLT.
AND THEY CUT THE COOL CORVETTE COMMERCIAL FROM THE AIR AND I'VE NEVER EVEN SEEN IT!!! NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
Sorry about not updating in a while. Schools been horrid! And the muses are being stupid...(glares more).
Heh. Eating a sandwich...that's not as good as "Have you seen my pants?" (laughs hysterically) MELLYSA! UPDATE-ITH!
And a lot of you are probably wondering what Harry will be hearing when the Dementors get close to him....(cackles) You'll just have to wait and see...I am evil!
And I'm going to use one of the characters from Fruits Basket to be Brooke, so the description of her I must change......(is too lazy at the moment) Ah well, here's the url: h t t p : w w w . l u n a r e g i n a . c o m / f u r u b a / a n i m e 9 6 . j p g
Brooke is the one that you can see completely. The character from Furubu is actually Kisa......the other in the picture is my hero, Momiji!! He's 15, half-German, and wears the girls uniform to school...HE'S SOOOOO CUTE!!!!
Brooke is the same age as Ginny if you forgot. Just a reminder. And yes, I'm making Brooke into a midget for now...not really a midget, just shorter...
