Anaya's Creator: Kaiba, will you dance with me for German Club?
Kaiba: Give me one good reason I should do that.
Anaya's Creator: Because I need a partner.
Kaiba: You'll step on my feet!
Anaya's Creator: Not on purpose!
Kaiba: Right...
Anaya's Creator: Please!
Zuko's one and only:
I'm trying, I'm trying.
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Chapter 9: Quidditch!
The couple turned and saw Draco Malfloy staring at them with a loathsome smirk on his pale face, unlike at school his cronies Crabbe and Goyle weren't with him.
"What are you doing here, Malfloy?" Kaiba demanded coldly.
"Oh nothing, Kaiba; I was just paying a visit to the good, old Shrieking Shack when you and that half-breed came out of no where."
"You lie," Sakura spat as Malfloy approached them. "You can't have been here, I would have smelled you!"
"How dare you talk to me, you worthless seed of Satan! Honestly Kaiba, I don't know why you've gotten with her..." but he was cut off by a powerful punch at his nose from Sakura.
The blonde boy fell to the ground, his nose messy with blood, but the demon-girl didn't stop there, she grabbed the neck of his robes and pulled him off the ground slightly. "You're the one who should be called seed of Satan. Especially after what your father did to me and my family," she hissed. "And when you see that devil of a father of yours give him a message for me. Tell him that Sakura Yasha is ready for him and the next time she sees his sorry soul, she'll make sure that he will never be able to harm others again." She released Malfloy's robes from her death grip and he fell to the ground in a bloody heap.
Suddenly a scream pierced the air.
"It came from by Three Broomsticks," Sakura said and ran off in that direction, coming close to falling occasionally because of her limp.
Seto sighed. "How come I always get mixed up with the noble people," he muttered as he went after her.
By the time they reached the pub, a girl was withering and screaming on the ground and Hermione, Ron, and another girl trying to quiet her.
"Katie!" Sakura shouted as she went over to the convulsing and screaming Chaser.
"Good God," Kaiba murmured.
"Get back! Lemme see her!" shouted a familiar voice; Sakura turned and saw Hagrid and Harry coming towards them.
"Something's happened to her," sobbed the other girl. "I don't know what —"
"Calm down, calm down, I'll take her up to the castle," Hagrid told her. He stared at Katie for a moment, then picked her up and carried her back to school. Within moments, Katie's shrieks had faded and all that was left to be heard was the howling wind.
"What happened?" asked a new voice.
The group of teens turned to see Lara, Britts, Yugi, and Ryou approaching.
"The package tore," the weeping girl told them, pointing at a ripped package that was dampening in the muck on the ground. A green glitter peeked at them through the brown paper. Entranced by the glimmer, Yugi bent down to pick it up when Harry seized his wrist.
"Don't touch it!" he ordered, crouching to see the object better. "It's an opal necklace; it was on display at Borgin and Burkes ages ago. There was a sign that said not to touch it because of a curse. Katie must have..." he looked up at the girl who was starting to quiver violently. "How did she get this, Leanne?"
"That's why we were arguing. She came back from the bathroom with it. She told me it was a surprise for someone at Hogwarts that she needed to deliver. She looked a little strange when she said it... Oh no, she must have been Imperiused and I didn't notice!"
The distressed girl broke out in tears once again. Hermione patted her shoulder comfortingly.
"What does she mean "imperiused"?" Ryou asked.
"Put under the Imperious Curse, one of the three unforgivable curses. It allows the caster to control the mind and actions of their victim," Britts explained, shuddering.
"We should takeher and the necklaceup to school," Hermione suggested.
No one objected.
"I bet Malfloy's behind this," Harry told them as the group walked onto the school grounds. "He knows about it. It was in a case at Borgins and Burkes four years ago, I glimpsed him looking at it when I was hiding from him and his dad. This was what he was buying that day when we followed him! He remembered it and went back for it!"
"Harry, I may not have been with you that day when you followed him," Sakura objected. "But I doubt he was behind this. He was up by the Shrieking Shack taunting Seto and me before we got here. He'd have to be pretty fast to put that in the girl's bathroom and then run up to us at the shack. Plus, how could he have snuck into a girl's bathroom and not get caught?"
"Leanne said Katie claimed she got it from the girl's bathroom, it doesn't mean she did."
"Lots of people go to that shop—McGonagall," Ron told them warningly.
And sure enough, there was Professor McGonagall hastening down the steps towards them. "Hagrid says some you saw what happened to Katie Bell— those who did upstairs to my office, the rest of you may go. Potter, what's in that scarf?"
"It was what she touched," he answered.
"Good lord," she said as she took it from him. "Filch, they're with me," she added. Looking severly disappointed,the caretaker creptaway with his Secrecy Sensor. "Miss Yasha, take this to Professor Snape. Make certain that you don't touch it!"
"Yes ma'am," Sakura took the necklace, bowed her head to the professor and left.
The next morning, Katie Bell had been taken to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries and just about everyone at Hogwarts who knew about her accident knew about Kaiba and Sakura being together. Many girls kept their disappointment mercifully silent, while others weren't so lenient.
"Why of all girls in this school would Kaiba pick her?"
"There's nothing that alluring about her, except her odd hair and eye color, but even that's more freakish than attractive."
"You think she's using a love potion or something?"
"Probably, I wouldn't put anything past that part-demon."
"Or maybe Seto's just toying around with her?"
Sakura endured comments like this for several days (along with detentions for giving various students black-eyes and broken noses and receiving a few herself) as October gave way to November. One day, sick of the comments she kept overhearing and not in the mood for another night of helping Filch clean the dungeons or that sort of thing, Sakura decided to walk down to the kitchen. She needed to get away from everyone and possibly have a nice hot chocolate to help get her thinking straight once more.
After going down six floors, down the marble staircase into the entrance hall, into the passageway the Hufflepuffs came to meals through, and she found herself in corridor whose walls were covered in paintings of food. Walking over to the one of a fruit bowl, she tickled the giant green pear and it became a green door. Her clawed hand grasped the door handle and she stepped inside.
"Would you like some tea, Miss Yasha?" a house elf with green eyes the size of tennis balls asked her as she pulled up a stool and sat down at end of one of the long tables in the center of the room.
"A hot chocolate please, Dobby," she answered as she stretched out her legs beneath the woodwork so her knees wouldn't be as high as her shoulders (the stool was way too small for her). Letting out a troubled groan, she laid her head on the wooden surface. "I hope Seto's realized why I wanted to keep this relationship under wraps by now," she muttered to herself.
"Here's your hot chocolate, miss." There was a soft clunk as a glass tankard was placed next to her on the table.
Sakura lifted her head and took the steaming glass in her hands. The heated edges of the goblet warmed her chilly fingers. "Thank you so much," she said, and after mixing the cinnamon topped whipped cream with the cocoa, she took a sip. A gentle sigh escaped her as the soothing chocolate heat slid down her throat. She reached into her robes and pulled out a quill, bottle of ink, and her notebook. Then, after flipping to a page that was folded over slightly, she began writing where she had left of before she left the Gryffindor common room.
Writing, her private reality escape route; no one knew what she wrote in the leather-bound book. It wasn't a diary; it was something deeper with more meaning to her than any diary would ever have. Within its bindings was a world that she had created only for herself, to be shared with no one until the proper time. She hadn't even let Britts or Lara read it; not like they'd be able to anyway, the pages were full of her sloppy writing and countless scribbles and blotches from her messy proofreading.
"I thought I'd find you here," said a cheerful voice.
Sakura immediately found herself ripped from her story and facing one of her best friends. "Britts, what are you doing here?"
"I was just about to ask you the same question," the golden-blonde replied, pulling up another short stool and sat next to Sakura.
"Things are too distracting in the common room right now; everyone was being noisy and I was about to burst a blood vessel from all the comments I've been getting all this time from those sluts that also have the hots for Seto."
"They're not all sluts; quit stereotyping."
"Fine, a great deal of them are." The albino took a heavy swig of her hot chocolate in an attempt to drown her aggravation.
"Don't get so worked up about this; it will pass. Remember in fourth year Rita Skeeter wrote an article about Harry and Hermione being in a love triangle with Victor Krum? Everyone was talking about it. But in a month it all died down."
"Somehow I don't think this will die down in just a month. And Snape already made me do three hundred pushups and five hundred crunches for breaking Malfloy's nose two Saturdays ago. My abs and forearms still pain me. I've spent several nights with Filch mopping floors and such. And Professor McGonagall threatened to take me out of Quidditch practice for another detention if I get in trouble again."
"You deserved that workout he made you do and you know it. Snape's right, Sakura, you need to have more control over your temper."
"Easier said than done, Britts."
"Oh, and Lara and Harry wanted me to remind you that there's Quidditch tonight. Be there at seven o'clock sharp and don't forget or be late!"
"Okay, I'll be there." Sakura suddenly felt a tugging at her sleeve.
"Excuse me, misses," said a house elf with large blue eyes. "We need you two to leave so we can set the tables for dinner."
"Okay," Sakura got up and collected her things then followed Britts out the door.
"Great job tonight, everyone," Harry told the team that night after practice. "Now go back on up to the Tower and get some sleep. Make sure you eat a light lunch before the game and dress warm; it may get a bit chilly since we'll be playing in the late afternoon."
"And we intend to win the Cup this year just like last year, right Harry?" Ron asked ecstatically.
"Right, Ron." The Gryffindor keeper and seeker exchanged high-fives.
"That is as long as Ron doesn't let the other team score like he did nearly all of last year," Lara commented nonchalantly as her and Sakura put their beaters bats away.
Sakura struck her friend lightly between the shoulder blades. "Don't say that you'll jinx the poor guy." Out of the corner of her eye she saw Ronpale and hisears go red.
"Just stating a fact," Lara said defensively as she rubbed where her friend had hit.
"Stop the clucking, you two, you sound like some of our old hens back home," one of the team's new chasers, Ginny Weasly, said. (Since Harry came back Gryffindor team, she had decided to try being a Chaser and she had ended up being pretty good at it. Though, she was still training to be a better seeker.)
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"Good afternoon, everyone! Welcome to the first Quidditch game of the season. Today's match is... GRYFFINDOR VERSUS SLYTHERIN!" sounded the voice of Ravenclaw student Cassandra Malay over the megaphone the next morning. Since Lee Jordan, former commentator, had graduated last year with the Weasly twins, she took the job.
There was a deafening roar as the stands broke out in boisterous applause. Decked in green and scarlet, it appeared that the whole student body turned up to see the match.
"Now for the Slytherin Serpents, I give you: URQUHART, FROSCOE, CUNNINGHAM, RICHO, CRABBE, GOYLE, AND MALFLOY!" (A/N: Yes, in this fic, Malfloy doesn't skip out on the match.)
An undistinguishable mixture of cheers and hisses erupted from the crowd as the green-robed Slytherins marched to the center of the Quidditch field.
"And now the Gryffindor Lions: WEASLY, WEASLY, THOMAS (Dean Thomas was filling in for Katie), CASSY, CAROLE, YASHA, AND POTTER!"
Madam Hooch, this game's referee, walked out onto the field with a large reddish trunk as the two teams lined up. Malfloy and Harry shook hands.
"Ready to lose, Potter?" Malfloy jeered in a voice so low that the hawk-like referee couldn't hear; a wide smirk plastered on his pale face.
"You're the one who's going to lose, Malfloy."
"Now I want no foul play in this game, got it?" Madam Hooch ordered sternly as the two captains took their places with their comrades. She released the bludgers and the golden snitch, then picked up a red, soccer-sized ball and threw it into the air.
Sakura felt the familiar rush of adrenalin pounding in her veins as she kicked off from the ground. Her scarlet robes and any loose pieces of hair that had escaped from her braid billowed behind her as her feet left the ground far behind.
"And Ginny Weasly has the quaffle. She's heading for one of the goal posts. Will she make it?"
Out of the corner of her eye, Sakura saw Goyle launch a Bludger at the red-headed girl. She dived, her blood pounding in her ears as she sped towards Ron's little sister. "DUCK GINNY!" she shouted. BAM! Her bat struck the Bludger and sent it towards the keeper, just in time for Ginny score the first goal of the game.
"Hey Yasha!"
The albino turned. Malfloy was hovering over her. "What do you want?" she demanded, flying away with him following behind her.
"Oh nothing, it's just in my searching for the snitch, I got a good look at the audience in the stands."
"And what does that have to do with me?" She did several zigzags in the air in an attempt to lose him, nearly letting go of her broom because her turns were so sharp; anything to get away from that cocky hauteur of Malfloy's.
"If you'd stop flying away, I'll tell you,"
"Well quite frankly, I don't care," A Slytherin Chaser was streaming towards the goalposts. Sakura zoomed towards a Bludger that was passing and gave it a good hard smack, sending it right after the Chaser. He dropped the Quaffle but, unfortunately, another Slytherin Chaser caught it.
"Damn," the albino muttered.
"Watch your language, Yasha," Malfloy chastised, now flying in line with her. Anyway as I was saying, before you so rudely flew off. It looks as if your Prince Charming hasn't shown up to watch you play."
"CHASER MICHAEL FROSCOE HAS THE QUAFFLE. HE'S HEADING TOWARDS THE GOAL POSTS... OH, STOPPED BY A BLUDGER FROM LARA CAROLE. THAT'S REALLY TOO BAD."
"Last I checked Seto and I were none of your business, Malfloy. Now quit being a huge thorn in my side and get back to searching for your precious snitch or the only way you'll catch it is if it flies into those loose lips of yours." Without another word, Sakura flew off. That baka chikushoume (stupid son-of-a-bitch), why does he care so much about Seto and I anyway? Her attention turned back to the game just in time to see Slytherin score.
The game continued with Slytherin eventually earning sixty points with Gryffindor matching them point for point. Suddenly Harry pulled into a dive with Draco Malfloy right behind him.
Sakura's ear twitched as she heard the unmistakable crack of a bat hitting a Bludger. She turned and saw a Bludger streaming straight for Harry. Without hesitating, Sakura zoomed inn their direction. Oh spam it; I don't think I can get there in time,
Then from out of nowhere Lara swooped up from the other side of the seekers and hit the Bludger.
Having changed direction, the Bludger was now heading to Sakura. Adjusting her grip on her broom, she rolled under it just as the Bludger reached her place.
Harry was now just inches from the snitch, only a little more and he could catch it. He inched forward on his broomstick a bit more, but just as his fingers were about to close around it, Malfloy rammed into him and they both went rolling on the ground, broomsticks and all.
After catching his breath, Harry noticed something was in his hands, a round, walnut-sized something. He opened his fingers and saw the Golden snitch.
"HARRY POTTER HAS CAUGHT THE SNITCH! GRYFFINDOR WINS! FINAL SCORE: SLYTHERIN 60, GRYFFINDOR 210! I REPEAT: HARRY POTTER HAS CAUGHT THE SNITCH! FINAL SCORE: SLYTHERIN 60, GRYFFINDOR 210!"
Sakura landed then ran over to Lara and flung an arm around her shoulders. "Spectacular Bludger-batting, my kaonajimi (friend); we couldn't have won this game without ya! I was hoping you would hit that Bludger towards Malfloy, but this is so much better!"
The two girls ran over to Harry and gave him their thanks.
"Great game you guys!" Ryou said as he, Britts, Hermione Yugi, Mokuba, and Kaiba came over to them.
"That was almost better than Duel Monsters," Yugi remarked, giving Ron and Harry high fives.
"But not quite," Kaiba commented, putting his arms around his girlfriend.
"Come on, you guys. Seamus said there's a party in the common room," Dean yelled.
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