Back...wow, such a long chapter and nothing really happens...I'm kind of afraid of the length this fic is going to be... o.o;;
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butterfly-grl4: Ha ha, what I expected n.n;; You know, Meilin wanted to be in Slytherin to butcher Malfoy, so... n.n;; Don't worry, I don't think anyone would want to kill Tomoyo...maybe Madison Taylor, but not Tomoyo...or, at least, not most people...
AyUnLi: Yep he is. Kreacher is also an obsessed elf, but that's beside the point. Kill Kreacher? Nice idea...it would make Sirius happy.... Keep his head?! Who would want that thing hanging on the wall?! O.O;;
arrow-card: LOL yeah, that's a great idea! XDD;; Weird, yet satisfying...
meinien: Haha, you must really hate Malfoy? Hmm...can't spoil anything. Thanks for the review :D
Guardian Dimension: You know, you keep reading my mind. I should delete your reviews just so that no one else figures it out...oh well. They look pretty XD Actually, at my current rate the loading times are pretty good :O You should see some other cliffies n.n;; But I promise not to stop working on this fic...the Harry Potter streak won't die until the seventh book's out and I get over Sirius's death XD;;
kawaiitenshisakura: Yay! More support! :DD
Nightshade47: Support! Hallelujah! XD I think you'll have to wait a lot, the rate this fic is going... o_o;; But I promise I won't kill Tomoyo...or will I... hmm... *feels the evil Rowling influence creeping up*
crysty-melody: hmmm...interesting o.o;;; I'm sorry to say but I'm going with only your Ron idea...I don't know how I'd do Harry and Ginny (and that says a lot, from me), I'm rather fond of V/H and Hermione/Viktor, and Draco...wellllllll
Blue-Dreamz: I'll do my best to see she makes him learn a LOT of lessons... n.n Thank you for the review :D
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Irritated, Sirius went up the stairs. He wasn't worried, even though he heard the scream. Honestly, who cares? Except for maybe it came from his mother's room, he was surprised anyone would go there at all. In fact, Sirius shouldn't even bother with checking up, but he felt obliged. After all, this could be the only company he'll have-besides Order members, of course- until the end of the Hogwarts school year, perhaps Christmas if he was lucky. Maybe a Hogsmeade weekend if he was really lucky...
Still annoyed yet vaguely amused, he flung open the door.
"Kero, I just gave you an entire cake! Don't tell me you finished it in the timespan of one mi-Tomoyo! What are you doing in my mother's room?!" Sirius stared around at the still yelling indignantly (and aimlessly, apparently, since he shut his eyes to concentrate on yelling) Kero, to the rather surprised Tomoyo-
To Kreacher. No wait, scratch that. A Kreacher who was carrying a rather heavy, long candlestick. Scratch that too. A Kreacher, frozen, pointing the sharp end of the stick at Tomoyo as if he was about to... Sirius felt sick already. He didn't need Kero's input.
"Hey Sirius, can't you keep track of your own house-elf?!" Kero now changed his long 'RAAAAAAA AAAAAA AAAAAH' shout into actual shouting speech. The small guardian pointed an indignant finger at Sirius, a red veinpop throbbing from his head. Argh, he only wished Sakura was near, then he'd be able to change form and growl and grunt like this little squeaky body could only dream of. He'd always heard house-elves were loyal and willing to serve? Clow had a few, and they were simply the best things ever created besides sweets. Sirius, looking -rightfully-appalled, turned to the duo who were silent on the ground.
"Kreacher-" He began in a low, angry voice that was low because the anger could do nothing but compress into this small little thing that oozed out of his mouth and enveloped those to the ground since it was so dense. A daybat in a lower cabinet squeaked and flew out. It seemed have struggled at the angerfilled bottom for awhile. Tomoyo cut Sirius off.
"Sirius, it's not what it looks like," she soothed in the most soothing voice she could manage. Even Kero, let's not say Sirius, was already deflating like a balloon with a hole in it. There was a second's pause. "He was just roaming around the room and looking at objects. Kreacher just happened to wrench an upside down candlestick out of the table beside me." She smiled benignly. Kero and Sirius stared to Kreacher, who was so frozen from fright he didn't twitch a hair.
"Kreacher, is-" Sirius was interrupted again.
"Of course it's true, Sirius," Tomoyo repeated contemptuously, twitching her leg slightly up and down for him to note she was annoyed at the lack of faith. Kero was hit with a blast of 'She can lie about this, and pretend she's ANNOYED at him?! at that moment. Nothing made her irritated, it was-ironically-a rather irritating personality of hers sometimes. Like this. Tomoyo still continued. "If you want, you can check. There's a spike shaped hole in the table here, and look: a chip of silver came off that antique candlestick when Kreacher pulled it out, that's why he's so appalled," Finished Tomoyo, pointing out a hole and the chipped candlestick. Kero felt, for the first time, that Tomoyo was an idiot. Sirius paused. Obviously. That was the lamest excuse EVER, and Sirius would never beli-
"I'll take your word on this, Tomoyo," Said Sirius.
-eve WHAT?! What was this?!
"Just go downstairs," Sirius sighed. "It's late, so take a shower."
Is this still the same guy who made a chocolate truffle cake with a wave of his wand?!
~*~
Meilin immediately got herself acquainted with Malfoy's apparent girlfriend, much to the boy's dismay and the girl's delight. Of course, Parkinson's mouth was stuck in a permanent simper, and had too much makeup on to be even acceptable. Nevertheless, Meilin chose a seat between Pansy and smiled with the kind of smile that said: 'I'm listening to all your rants about everyone.' It was Syaoran's onee-san's trademark smile. It worked like a spell: Parkinson began immediately talking her life's story. It became hard to retain a 'I'm interested an everything you say(taught by Meilin's caretaker)' look and not replace it with a look of glee when, after ranting about another girl's pimples, she got immediately on the subject of Draco Malfoy when Meilin asked about her 'boyfriend, since of course you must have one'. It was all too easy.
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Breathless, Eriol entered his mansion, and heaved his way to the bathroom. He kneeled down, and opened the first aid kit and grabbed a towel from the storage in the closet.
Eriol was far too experienced to be scornful of himself. It wasn't his fault that his ability to see the future blinked out in the moment he needed it most-it was a sign that Sakura had done a good job of not allowing him to reactivate the cursed ability. However, he wasn't exactly in the best shape at the moment. The future he sees cannot predict when it's going to be shut down momentarily- and it couldn't be predicted by an outside mind of the past. Instead, he sighed and cleaned himself up, throwing garnet sleeping robes on himself to reach his wounds better. Noting the normal, unbladelike magic thrown at him during the scrabble, he decided to take a basket of remedies with him to into the great room.
There was a creak behind him, and in a fraction of a second he had his wand out and pointed at the intruder. He scanned, and his eyes closed in relief.
"Kaho...why don't we try a doorbell?" He smiled, wiping off a speck blood from his cheek. Kaho Mizuki, instead, plucked the first aid kit off the nearby stool and took out the roll of bandage. Eriol, soaking the thin towel and using it to wipe his face, noticed it. "No need, Kaho. I can do it myself."
"In that condition?" She laughed lightly, yet worried all the same. Eriol, in respect, leaned back in his chair and held out his slit and bleeding arm.
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"Oh, wait, hey..." Syaoran noticed the Sister look, since he sat on the corner of the table and had exceptional eyes. And had also lived with that look for only, oh, ten years. He put a hand to Ron's mouth, which was talking about how everything could have been a skit (honestly, who would talk to Pansy the first minute at the table?). "No, I think she's still on our side." Sakura backed him up.
"Of course! Meilin isn't a bad person at all! She would never do anything to us, even if she were brainwashed!" Syaoran shook his head. That was just Sakura's signature blind trust. It was what made her cute. However, Sakura did catch more ears to explain to.
"No no, you baka, it's because she's using that look," Syaoran leaned over and pointed Harry's and the others' gaze to look at her closer. "It's the type of look that begs for you to talk to it." Fred and George leaned over so much that they toppled Ron over.
"What, are you crazy? All I see her doing is agreeing at whatever that dolt is saying," Fred remarked, searching with his hand on his forehead exaggeratedly.
"Ditto here. You'd have to be a monster to look all the way over there-look, she's gasping in surprise now- and going back to smiling again...it looks like they're best friends or something." George said. Syaoran snorted. There was a huge difference between Meilin's caretaker smile, his sister's smile, and her normal smile. Meilin herself was never that clever, she was just a good imitator. He looked to Fred, now imitating the same mild smile of his sister's, except minus the battering twice of eyelashes and just blinked then widened his eyes just a millimeter, in an amused yet surprised way.
"Why's she a dolt?" The effect he got was a lot less than it normally was, but it was big enough Hermione clapped her hand over her mouth in shock. George shook Fred slightly.
"Heyhey man, this isn't like you," Said George, eyebrow raised. That was enough for Fred to stop talking, much to Syaoran's surprise. Normally it lasted for about a week-- you couldn't get them to stop talking. Ron was awed.
"Bugger Syaoran, that's got to have been a spell--nothing ever cracks their defense!" The awe was etched in Ron's voice.
"What are you talking about, little bro?" Fred laughed, not shaken. "I've been wanting to say that for ages, but there was no one who'd get close to me and George since we made Starfish Cologne!" Sakura turned to Harry, confused.
"Starfish Cologne?"
"Worse than it sounds. Whoever gets close to it without this one pill grows starfish legs out of his head and thighs and has a rotten fish stench. Just...don't ask," Harry explained shortly, since Dumbledore was taking stage.
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Kero pounced around angrily on Tomoyo's bed.
"What did you think you're doing?!" He shouted angrily, hitting every object in sight with his fork. 'OH, let's be all nice and forgiving to a little ugly creep who ONLY tried to STAB ME with a FOUR-INCH SPIKE! Oh, yes, let's forgive the little, tiny, cute like a goblin who ONLY tried to KILL ME like THIS!" He started stabbing a set of old robes repeatedly with his silver fork. The robes ruffled and began attacking him. Kero quickly flew away, ranting in his Osakan accent. Tomoyo smiled from her bed like Kero was telling a joke.
"Ohoho, Kero-chan, what about the poor robes you were attacking?" She laughed, and regained herself. "And besides, Sirius-san has told me enough about the poor elf that I know its habits. Don't worry, it'll pass as reasonable." This was not was Kero wanted to be consoled on, though.
"I saw you! While Sirius was occupied staring at that thing, you just wiggled around a nail already inside and pried it out!" Kero yelled angrily. "I'd expect Sakura would do something like this, but you should know when somethings are bastards when you see it aiming a spike at you!" He was fuming. Even though he hated to admit it, he was actually more intent on the dangerous house-elf leaving the house then worried for Tomoyo's welfare. However, Tomoyo didn't seem to notice this as she raised an eyebrow. She shoved the remaining piece of chocolate truffle cake underneath his nose. Kero immediately wavered over.
"Cake!" Kero-chan yelled enthusiastically, and used his fork to pry into it. Staring at the forkmarks on the now mutilated room, Tomoyo decided not to remind him about what he had used it for minutes earlier.
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Yue looked at the food with an awkward dislike. He had never eaten before-that was Yukito's job. In fact, he'd never used his mouth for anything but talking, which he didn't do enough of anyway. He glanced at Nakuru distastefully, watching her tear through the meal like a wild boar. More like a wild fire, but whatever. At least Spinel had done his job--he was pretending to be a stray cat, and had been picked up by one of the Hufflepuffs.
Yue's irritated dislike had climbed up step by step with each word the woman had said. One or two thought that the woman was full of crap and couldn't possibly be their teacher, the rest could barely keep awake. Yue didn't need sleep-all he needed was the power that...Sakura...supplied, which had become adequate. Besides, he had even Touya's...
Even Yukito's pain at that couldn't overcome the annoyance Yue was feeling at the woman. The Ministry had always been corrupted, but this time it was corrupted to the very bone. It was very obvious that the current Minister had been changing laws to suit his own benefit. The laws! It was preposterous. Every Hogwarts Head never would have let such a woman in on their will, even Phineas. In fact, Phineas would've blasted her out of the school so fast one'd mistake her for a shooting meteorite. And he was expected to listen to her? Only Sakura and Eriol could do this to him.
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Sirius wouldn't have put it behind Kreacher to have frozen in terror if he broke a candlestick, even if it was just an unnoticable chip. The Animagus buried his face into his hands. But he could never imagine Kreacher getting along with anyone but a pureblood like his mother...his family...his total, wretched family on the wretched family tapestry that couldn't come off the stupid wall even with all his hate and fury trying to pry it off. And it had just made him more furious that it was stronger than all his emotions combined....
But that was straying off the topic. The topic became so bloody obvious after Tomoyo retreated to her room for the day, and Kreacher sent her a bewildered and hateful look. Hah! Looking through the room together indeed. Tomoyo had tried to cover a murder attempt that was aimed at her. What kind of idiot would do that? What kind of trusting, stupidly kind idiot...
And what worried Sirius the most was that this was only the first day.