Guardian Dimension: Thanks for the review n.n! Hehe...Meilin is a cool character :D *waves Meilin flag* Actually, I still have the Meilin stages unplanned...if you (or anyone) have an idea on what she'll do, feel free to add :O
Argentum Sol: Really? You think so? *sparkles* Actually, yours is pretty good, as far as the normal clichés go...I would review, but right now I'm in a writing mood, so I'm not reading fanfics (you know, the worst thing that can happen is that you lose your spark and inspiration for a story the moment it's about to reach the climax >:X)
Pochoco: Hmm...I thought I was keeping her in character :S Oh well. Thanks for the review! :D
Shini: Wahh~~ so much praise :DDD If it makes you any happier, I work on the story about every other day n.n;; (mostly for ideas, but that's beside the point ¬.¬;;
Ula Herarc: WOW THAT'S A LOT OF CAPS i'M REALLY HAPPY YOU LIKE MY FIC SO MUCH THAT i WANT TO CRY BUT i FAINTED FROM THE SIGHT OF YOUR REVIEW (DON'T THINK YOU REALIZE YOU'RE IN CAPS ^_^;;)
someone (who I'm betting is purple hotagi or amethyst or something n.n;;): Sirius thingy? I'm offended >:O XD;;
meinian: Yay~~ more support n.n
Blue Dreamz: Ha ha, I'm planning for her to do that for awhile....
Wow...I'm overwhelmed by the amount of reviewers O.O So moved T_T Alright, anyway...for pairings I've got pretty much the entire CCS cast, however I was planning to do the HP cast mostly by the book...that means no Ron/Hermione, Hermione/Harry, NO Ron/Harry, etc, etc....however, I will take some suggestions/comments. BUT, I will keep the two pairings that people WILL go 'agh' at and when I say 'will', I really do mean 'will'. Although reviews are nice, I'm doing this fic for the originality of it and the fact that they look so good together... n.n;;
Or, at least I think they do. Kinda. I'm also shaky on Nakuru and Yue...anyway.
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"Yue! Nakuru!" A sweet, cheerful voice shouted from across the hallway. The two mini-guardians walked over, and met the rest of the transfer students waiting to be sorted. The girl who had called their names, Sakura, looked at the huge mass of first-years that mostly stood to her shoulders. "Hoee...this is kind of embarrassing..."
"Somebody's going to explain our situation, so it won't be a problem," Syaoran stated, mostly to make himself sure--he was feeling even more ridiculous. He distracted himself by scanning over the table of teachers that Harry had described...
And stopped as he paused over a monstrously fat, short woman who had attempted (and failed horribly) to cuten herself up. He also noted that Harry and the others were also staring at this...thing, and talking rapidly, right before they looked over to him and waved. He was about to wave back when a firm-looking woman (Professor McGonagall, probably) carried a hat to the center of the stage. Every single whisper of talk began to fade, one by one, until the hall was suddenly deathly quiet. The group scattered into their respective places in the line as the hat started singing.
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Once the hat stopped singing, Eriol stepped onto the stage. He gazed over the mass gathered in the hall. It's been awhile since he'd seen a Sorting...in any case, he started speaking.
"Good day everyone, I am Eriol Hiiragizawa, better known as Clow Reed," he introduced, smiling with the kind of smile that melted half the girl population. "This year, it seems as though the Japanese wizarding school has been overcrowded, and so we have a small group of transfer students. Though they specialize in Eastern magic, I'm sure...everyone will help them get settled," Eriol gave a small, meaningful glance at Dolores Umbridge, who seemed to be staring at him with a morbid fascination. "They will be joining the fifth years...and be Sorted first. If Professor McGonagall will do the honors," He gave a gesture to Minerva and slipped away.
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Tomoyo had a look of a sheep seeing a sign which said 'Wolflands. Come and Play, Sheep Prey!'. She poked the chicken. Or rather, the gelatin-like blob on her plate. Interrupting Kero-chan (since he didn't have a very good record of being polite), she (did she dare?) asked. "Demo, um...Sirius, did you make baked chicken or chicken jelly?" Sirius, already tearing through the meat thing, growled.
"Hey, you're a picky one, aren't you," He scowled, making Tomoyo blush with embarrassment (it was a good thing she didn't say chicken mush too). "It's about the best you can get over here. Without Molly and the others, it's either salted beyond belief or..." He had a look that said 'do I dare say it?' "soggy. I have to soak stuff in boiling water first to decontaminate it, but eventually, I...forget," Sirius trailed off to a mumble. Tomoyo giggled. She chewed through it anyway, and it turned out to be better than it looked, despite being a little wet. She still decided to cook from then on though.
"No, no. It's quite delicious, actually," Tomoyo smiled. Sirius quickly hid his creeping blush behind a chicken leg. Was she just teasing him?
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"That was Eriol-kun!" Sakura blinked in surprise. Syaoran made a 'sh'ing noise.
"The important thing right now is to get sorted," Yue said in a low voice. "Remember, Clow Reed is a famous wizard, so allowing people to know we recognize him would be an unneeded complication," He stopped as they called his name up.
Yue put the hat on. The Sorting Hat chuckled.
'Well, well, well...don't we have an enigma?' It laughed. Yue told it to mind its own business and Sort him like it's supposed to. 'Quite a temper...pretty smart though.'
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Harry noted the extreme applause from the Ravenclaw table when the hat shouted "RAVENCLAW!", or rather, the eager clapping of Cho. Feeling the jealousy twinges again, he decided to concentrate on the next in line instead, Sakura. It's not like he could stop Cho from clapping as they just had another really cool looking person in their year...Harry shook this kind of thoughts away from his head again. He watched as the hat shouted: 'HUF-', and then changed his mind and said 'GRYFFINDOR!' Harry clapped with enthusiasm as the girl made her way over to the table.
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"Li, Showren!!" Professor McGonagall called. Syaoran winced heavily at the mispronouciation. He walked up, grasped the hat, and muttered his name to her as he put on the hat. However, he just finished the 'ran' the hat screamed "GRYFFINDOR!" More heavy applause rang out through the room.
"Akizuki Nakuru!" Nakuru bounced up to the stood and crammed it on her head.
"Ho, and wha.." The Sorting Hat paused to let Nakuru chant 'Ravenclaw, Ravenclaw, I WANT RAVENCLAW!' for a while. If the Sorting Hat had drops, then he would be sweating them as sweatdrops right now. "Are you sure? I mean, Gryffindor is a better choice...so is Hufflepuff...I mean, Ravenclaw is the house of those who are, er, very mentally gifted...." A bunch of words flooded in the head to demand what it was trying to imply, and also many censored words. "Oh, um...I see, okay then..heh, heh.....RAVENCLAW!"
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"Yeah, we've cleaned out the house," Sirius said, opening the door. "But that was only the part they'd ever need. Took us the entire summer, honestly, and we've only got most of the weird alive things out. It actually took me all the time before to clean out my room, the kitchen, and half the Great room," He walked into the unseen portions of the mansion, leading Tomoyo on a tour. Tomoyo was, for some reason, reminded of Beauty and the Beast--the house certainly had that forbidden blue feeling. She wouldn't have been surprised if she found a magical dieing rose, anyway. She walked closer with Sirius. There was definitely something hiding in that corner. "Anyway, there's my mother's room, my father's, the item storage room-trust me, you don't want to go there-, the library..." Sirius trailed off to flick away a pixie from Tomoyo's shoulder. "Don't wander any farther than here," He pointed to the study room and another set of stairs that led to the food and wine cellars. "I don't know what they did back there, but it was either collecting whale embryos or doing Dark magic, definitely not anything pleasant."
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Harry noted that Cho's clapping for Nakuru was about the same as Yue's, so he breathed a sigh of relief. He sweatdropped as Nakuru ran over, pounced onto a disgruntled Yue, and began to hug him so tightly, Harry wasn't so sure he imagined those blue lines. Meilin came in next, and Ron was betting that she would end up in Gryffindor or Ravenclaw too. Harry was almost positive Gryffindor, since no one in their right mind would call Malfoy 'good-looking'. A few minutes passed by, as the Sorting Hat scrunched with thought on Meilin's head. Meilin was staring at it with a dangerous veinpop.
"SLYTHERIN!" It yelled, and the last carriage occupants' jaws dropped while the Slytherin table cheered. It wasn't one of those mouth hanging open drops, it was a really noticable big jaw drop that seemed to have touched the table. Well, Ron's had.
"No! Meilin, in Slytherin?" His eyes seemed bugged out too. "But the way she stood up for us against Malfoy and two lumbering boulders!" Hermione would've normally said something about 'two lumbering boulders', but she was too distracted to think of anything except that Meilin was sorted to Slytherin. Harry leaned over to the equally surprised Syaoran next to him.
"Er, Syaoran, is she, er, cunning, kind of? Plays a lot of tricks?" Harry asked.
"Nope. Thicker than a brick, sometimes," Syaoran answered. "Hates April Fool's Day."
"Hoe...well, there has to be some good people in Slytherin," Sakura tried to think positive. "There can't be so many bad people." Harry wasn't so sure.
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Kreacher burned with anger. How dare a halfblood freely go around and rummage through Mistress's relics? Why, even the Master the dirty bastard who let his mother down shouldn't be allowed to touch them, let alone a filthy halfblood! True, better than that one wretched Mudblood, but either should not even be able to breathe on such treasures, and no one should be able to throw them away! The Mistress, she was so kind, she talked to him, she listened to him, let Kreacher do such pleasant things...that pleasant red...that pleasant freedom...
This was the final string...she was 'cleaning' in the Mistress's room! It was a boon that Master silly fool who doesn't deserve to breathe the air of Mistress's house let her roam alone...
He slipped silently into the room, long silver candlestick in both hands. The halfblood was sitting on the floor, her back to him, hunched over. The elf licked his thin, aged lips...finally, that red would come back again--
Kreacher raised his weapon.
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