A/N: This is after Ravenclaw beat Hufflepuff at Quidditch. Some time, about a week, has passed since the last chap.

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Card Captor Harry

by Shadow Crystal Mage

Card 15, The Power: Through and Through...

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, J.K. Rowling does. I wish her well and covet her money. Card Captor Sakura belongs to CLAMP, not me. I covet their drawing skills. Both are used here without their owners' permission. I'm not doing this for money, so please don't sue me.

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Harry woke up at the crack of dawn, stretching as he did so. Next to him, Dash opened one eye, before closing it again with a yawn.

Grinning, Harry lay back down on his bed, cuddling Dash in his arms, who squeaked in protest before shrugging and moving into him, rubbing her head against his chest as she did so. While not much of a morning person, Dash did enjoy a good cuddle.

Harry let his hand stroke Dash's fur on its own as he stared up at the ceiling above his bed. He'd made the resolution last night, after a lot of stewing and soul searching, but he wanted to reaffirm it. Starting today, he was going to go on with his life. He was not going to dwell on-

Harry managed not to choke at the thought.

- Nim-chan. There, he'd said it. He was going to get over his sweet, beloved loyal-

His throat tensed up slightly.

- Nim-chan. She wouldn't want him to dwell on her sacrifice, to stagnate. He will not let her sacrifice be in vain!

Nodding to himself, he leaned down and planted a light kiss on Dash's head, before getting up and quietly getting dressed. Grabbing a bag from a place of honor- his bedside table, illuminated by two candles- he made his way out the dorm.

A little while later, Dash, realizing she was alone, shrugged and shifted back to Card form, managing to slip under Harry's pillow, knowing her Master would be back before the House Elves came to fix the bed...

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Harry solemnly placed the bundle, filled with all that was left of his precious Nimbus 2000- Nim-chan- into the shallow grave he'd dug. It had been difficult, doing it with his bare hands, but doing it by wand felt wrong somehow (and he really had no idea what spell to use for it).

That done, he bowed his head in respect and reverence, paying his last respects to a loyal, worthy-

He tried not to choke up again.

- friend.

With one final sigh, he headed back towards the castle. His dorm-mates would be waking up soon, and he needed to have his Clow Cards hidden by then…

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Fei woke up with a yawn, rubbing her eyes blearily. She was always this slow to wake during the weekends. That was why she never set her alarm on Friday nights, since she knew she'd just sleep through it.

It was very tempting to just turn over and go back to sleep, but unfortunately, her deeply ingrained habits would not permit it. Checking her Clow Box to see if it was alright, she smiled briefly at the two new additions she'd put in that week. The Move had been aggravating to chase around, especially in the library, but acquiring The Voice had actually been kind of fun. Who knew Professor Snape's voice was any good for singing? She really enjoyed The Voice's rendition of 'Superman'. Slightly disturbing to hear it in her Head-of-House's voice, but a nice listen none the less.

After a quick shower, and tucking her Clow Box under her robes, Fei ducked out of Slytherin House, intending to make her way to the Great Hall and breakfast. Her thoughts were devoted to the idea of food, drink, and maybe talking to Winter.

Thus, she never noticed the foot on her path until it was too late, and she was sent sprawling face first on the floor.

"Watch your step, Lee, that first one is a doozy," someone said.

Fei blinked as she tried to get to her feet. No, it cant' be…

It was. Potter smirked down at her, a look slightly reminiscent of Draco Malfoy on his face.

Fei growled, scrambling to her feet, but Potter was faster. Pulling out his wand, he pointed it at her. "Silencio!"

Fei glared at him in impotent rage as he kept on smirking. Then, in front of the gathering and gather crowd, he verbally began to rip her up one side and down the other, then sideways, and a couple of directions not known to exist. He insulted her House, her taste in boys, made suggestions on why she liked to hang around Draco Malfoy, and then he stopped being nice…

By the time he was finished, about an hour later, the Entrance Hall was completely packed, and money was swiftly changing hands as long overdue bets were called and collected with gusto. Fei was very tempted to jump on his back and start stabbing her with the kunai she had strapped to her right leg as she smoldered, but a small part of her was infected with joy.

The Potter she knew was back!

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In the Great Hall, there was a big round of applause at the Gryffindor table, which Harry pretended to ignore. Seating himself at his usual spot, he was quickly joined by Ron and Hermione, the former grinning widely and the latter looking like she couldn't decide whether to do the same or be scandalized.

Harry breathed a big sigh, his eyes closed and basking in the moment, before he opened them again. "That felt SO good!" he said, reaching for the bacon.

"About bloody time, Harry!" Ron praised, patting him on the back. Hermione was giving him weird looks, and he could tell she was debating whether or not to lecture him or congratulate him.

"Did you like the show?" he said gleefully, beginning a mental countdown.

"Smashing!" Fred said as he appeared behind Hermione.

"Stupendous!" George agreed, appearing next to Ron.

"I thought as much," Harry said, holding out his hand and wangling his finger. "My cut, please?"

Harry's internal countdown reached zero as he pocketed the money the twins handed him. Mt. Hermione exploded.

"HARRY JAMES EVANS POTTER, HOW COULD YOU…"

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Winter was walking down the stairs, for once not reading from her omni-present sheaf of fics, when she suddenly caught sight of Fei, who was standing off to one side and making frantic wand movements, without any apparent effect. Curious, the Ravenclaw girl made her way towards her. "Lee? Is everything alright?"

The ruby-eyed girl scowled, shaking her head violently and pointing at herself with her wand and mouthing a spell. Unfortunately, Winter was having a little trouble reading her lips.

"Up and down go and burn them?" Winter said in confusion, clearly misinterpreting what Fei was trying to say.

With a sigh, Fei reached into her 'weekend' bag, and pulled out one of her numerous sheets of paper- a small pocket sized pad- and a ballpoint pen. Quickly scribbling something down, she tore off the sheet and handed it to Winter. Taking it, the silver-haired girl frowned. It read: "Cast Finite Incantatem on me".

"Oh," Winter said, suddenly getting it. "That's what you meant. Hold on."

Pulling out her wand, she repeated the gestures she'd seen Fei do a few moments before. "Finite Incantatem!"

Fei hummed a few bars of "Heart of the Sword", before nodding in satisfaction. "Thank you, Moon. I needed that."

"Glad to help," Winter said. "What happened?"

Fei scowled, although if you looked very closely, you'd see an odd glint in her eyes. "Someone decided to cast Silencio on me… as a practical joke."

Winter raised an eyebrow. "Need help getting even?"

Fei looked at her in surprise, but smiled nonetheless, chuckling. "No thanks. I want to keep this personal."

Winter shrugged. "Up to you. Tell me how it goes, okay?"

Not waiting for an answer, Winter noticed the number of people already in the Great Hall. "Oh, man! We'd better get going, or else all the good food will be gone!"

Not waiting for Fei, Winter dashed off, intent on getting herself heart-attack inducing amounts of bacon and diabetes causing quantities of jams and preserves on cinnamon rolls…

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Albus Dumbledore smiled in amusement as he listened to Harry Potter's Litany of Almost-Curses waft up to his position at the rail of a stairwell two floors up. Fortunately, there were no students in sight, just him, and Professors Vector and Flitwick, also listening in. It was the only way they or any Professor could, since he and miss Lee had a tendency to be irritatingly close-mouthed and polite to each other when there are Professors around. The three of them winced at a particularly nasty and imaginative word-combination on Harry's part, one that he remembered for later use ifneeded.

"He's really letting off steam, isn't he?" Vector said quietly, not wanting to miss a word.

"It has been two weeks," Flitwick agreed.

Abruptly, the Litany ended and the three old men sighed.

"Merlin's beard, that one was an hour long! A new record!" Dumbledore said, checking his watch.

"That boy has a lot of lung," Flitwick agreed.

They listened for a moment more, but no other words were worth coming. Sighing, Dumbledore undid the Silencing Charm he'd placed on Percy Weasley, who the professors had tried to keep in the dark about Harry and Fei, but had unfortunately walked in on the three of them listening in at the stairwell. He was the second-to-last person in the castle to find out, if Dumbledore was correct.

"Remember," he cautioned, a twinkle in his eyes. "Not a word of this to anyone. And wait twenty minutes or so before you walk in on them, alright? We don't want the show getting cut short."

Percy Weasley nodded, unable to speak as the Headmaster walked away, humming "Flight of the Bumble Bee". He'd never known Harry was capable of talking like that…!

There was no way he was telling his mother about this…

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"Glad to see you're finally over your broom," Kero said dryly. "Of course, you could have done it two weeks earlier and spared the two of us an unnecessary amount of humiliation…"

Harry rolled his eyes as the two of them walked around the lake. Since Harry had been pretty much manic-depressant during his 'period of mourning', all his homework for the week had been done, leaving his weekend free. Ron had wanted him to help him with his homework, but Hermione had shushed him and told him to do it himself, and Harry had gone to take a walk with Kero. Which was staring to sound like a bad idea. "Will you give it a rest? What's done is done."

"Unfortunately," Keroberos grumbled.

Idly, Harry tossed a stone out into the water, and watched it skip twice before sinking. He frowned. He'd need to work on that. "Now that we have that settled, anything I should know about? I haven't exactly been paying attention the last few days."

"You don't say?" Kero said dryly.

Harry glared at him. "Don't start that again."

Kero grumbled under his breath, but finally relented. "No, nothing to worry about. Although I don't think that'll last for long."

"How long?"

"Don't jinx it."

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And so, life in Hogwarts castle returned to pretty much normal- or as normal as it ever gets in that wacked-out place. The next time Harry and Lee met, the resulting 'explosion' was spectacular, to say the least, and was talked about all day and a little of the next.

Winter Moon was Officially the only person in the castle who didn't know about the way the two of them 'talked' in public, and that suited them just fine, although the professors were making bets as to how long before she finds out. Come to think of it, some Ravenclaws were doing the same thing. No one told her, however. Where's the fun in that?

Ron finished most of his homework, and was just in time to enjoy a little weekend fun. Hermione finished all her homework, and immediately made up more work for her do, all the while scolding Ron and Harry about working.

Winter dragged Harry and Fei up to 'their spot' and was quietly oblivious to the glares the two exchanged, or the blush Harry had from sitting next to her, or the way Fei's whole body went red. It just looked like it was the effect of the sun…

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Somewhere in the castle, two people were kissing.

"Mmm…" Penelope Clearwater said, before coming up for air. "Percy, we really shouldn't do this, we're in a girls bathroom…!"

"So?" Percy said. "I'm feeling a little adventurous tonight…"

"You naughty boy…" Penelope said, before pulling him down for another kiss, her back against the door so that it wouldn't open…

The next thing they knew, they were in a tangled heap on the cold stone floor outside the haunted girls bathroom that few people knew held the entrance to the Chamber of Secrets, staring up at a sternly disapproving Professor McGonagall.

"Professor!" Percy said a bit too loudly. "We can explain…!"

The door to the bathroom was still firmly shut. And locked.

Inside, Moaning Myrtle thanked goodness that those two prefects had stopped making out in her bathroom. Honestly, have they no respect for the dead?

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The following morning, Percy got a Howler. It really made his brothers' and sister's day…

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"That sure was thick of Percy, getting caught like that," Ron said as the three of them walked off to yet another class.

"Yeah, really thick," Harry said distractedly, imaging himself with Winter doing the same thing. Luckily, Ron didn't notice the blush on his face.

Unluckily, the Dark Lady Hermione did.

"So-o-o, Harry…" she drawled. "Gotten lucky yet?"

Harry nearly missed a step, catching himself quickly. His face looked very interesting, and he was deliberately looking only straight ahead. Hermione giggled, pressing her advantage.

"I'm surprised you haven't tried anything yet," she continued. "After all, you were alone with Winter just yesterday. You mean to tell me that the two of you sitting close, watching the sunset together didn't give you any ideas? You're usually so imaginative when it come to your fics. I remember this one lemon scene…"

"Hermione!" Harry almost shrieked, blushing so red he practically invented a new shade.

"Hermione, you still haven't told me what a lemon was," Ron said rather obliviously, although he was enjoying Harry's discomfort.

"No need for you to know!" Harry yelled. "And for your information, we were not alone. Lee was there," he growled.

Hermione narrowed her eyes. "Well, that won't do. We'll have to find a way to get rid of her…"

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Somewhere else in the castle, Fei Lee sneezed. She had a bad feeling all of a sudden…

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Somewhere else in the castle, Mrs. Norris was walking around, minding her own business, when all of a sudden, she suddenly felt a distinct lack of solid ground beneath her feet. Letting out an annoyed feline cry, she twisted her body, managing as usual to land feet first. Hissing in irritation, she looked up, expecting to find one of the castle's brats had blasted a hole in the floor and ceiling and covered it up with something just to annoy her and Filch.

There was no hole…

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Harry somehow managed to avoid having the Dark Lady Hermione mess with his non-existent love-life (crush-life?), although how long that state of affairs was likely to remain that way, he had no idea. Hermione could be very stubborn when she wanted to- which was a lot of the time- and he really didn't think Jiraiya-esque interference was what he needed now- or ever, for that matter.

Pulling out one of his sheets of paper, he began to write as he sat down for lunch, grabbing at dishes one-handed. He'd just gotten a really good idea for a scene in one of his fics, and he was thumb-nailing it so that he wouldn't forget.

He was so absorbed writing and eating, he wasn't really aware of what people were saying around him…

His head snapped up as he caught the thread finally. "What did you say?"

Seamus looked at him. "I said that Peeves somehow managed to-"

"No, before that," Harry said, cutting him off.

"Oh, some Ravenclaw girl broke her leg because she wasn't watching where she was going."

All the blood drained from Harry's face. Quickly stuffing his notes into his bag, he took off running like the hordes of the underworld were after him, and each and every single one a clone of Snape.

"Whoa," Neville said. "That's the first time I've seen Harry not finish his food."

If Hermione were an anime character, she would have sweatdropped.

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Harry burst into the hospital wing, scanning the beds for the person he was looking for. Locking on to her, he quickly ran to her side. "Winter! Are you alright?"

"Mr. Potter! No running in the hospital wing!" Madame Pomfrey said.

Harry had the decency to look embarrassed, but his gaze never wavered from Winter, who was lying back in one of the hospital wing's beds with her leg in a cast.

"Harry!" Winter said in delight, or at least Harry would like to think so. "What are you doing here? Isn't it lunch time in the Great Hall?"

"Yeah, but I heard you were here so I got worried and came to see you. Are you alright?" Harry finished, finally getting his mouth to shut up.

Winter sighed, a wan smile coming to her face. "Mostly. Looks like you were right. I finally did get into an accident," she said, gesturing towards her leg. Then she perked up. "Hey! You can be the first one to sign my cast!"

Harry resisted the urge to stare at the mood swing. Instead, he smiled. "Well, it looks like you're doing okay. What happened?"

At this, Winter looked embarrassed, bowing her head down and scratching the back of her head. "Eh he heh, well, I was walking down a hall and I was reading this really nice fic- not one of yours, don't worry- and it was getting to this really good part, and I took a step, only there was nothing to step on, and I fell and when I came too, I was at he bottom of a staircase with a splitting headache and a broken leg, and it really hurt, and I was lucky I didn't break my neck or anything, and-"

"Take a breath, Moon," a voice behind Harry said. He turned quickly, and found himself face to face with Lee.

The girl gave him her usual crimson semi-glare for whenever Winter was in the general area, before seeming to dismiss him with a shake of her hair. Instead, she turned her gaze towards Winter. "How are you feeling?" she asked her, and despite her usual peremptory tone, there was a definite undertone of concern.

As Harry tried to reconcile that with his world-view– a concerned Slytherin?– Winter smiled widely. "I'm fine! Hey, you want to sign my cast too? They'll take it off by tomorrow, but I always wanted to have a cast to sign."

Harry convinced himself it was just a trick of the light when he thought he saw Lee smile ever-so-slightly. "Sure. Why not?"

Lee reached into the bag that hung over her shoulder, and drew out a green marker pen. As Harry raised an eyebrow- what was a Slytherin doing with an obviously Muggle object?- Lee wrote a quick message telling Winter to get well soon, signing it with a Konoha swirling leaf. Not to be outdone, Harry pulled a red marker from his bag and also wrote down a 'get well soon' message on the cast, drawing a Sharingan as an afterthought.

"Why do you still have a cast, anyway?" he asked, curious that Winter wasn't back on her feet yet. "Should you have your bones mended already?"

Winter shrugged. "Well, like I said, I got knocked out, so they're keeping me here overnight for observation. They'll fix my leg tomorrow. In the mean time, it ensures that I can sneak off."

The three talked, Harry and Lee managing as usual to keep their mutual antagonism in check as they chatted with each other. If one didn't know better- like Winter didn't- you'd actually think the two of them were friends.

When the bell signaling the start of afternoon classes started, Harry, despite wanting to stick around Winter a little longer, beat a hasty retreat. He did not want to have to deal with Lee alone right them. For one, there were no witnesses to see him embarrass her, and secondly, he had other things to worry about…

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Fei's eyes narrowed as she looked first one way, then the other, before she finally straightened up from her crouched position. This was the hallway where Winter said she'd been walking, and it only added to the Slytherin girl's suspicions. There was no way Winter could have ended up where she was found if she'd been walking here.

After all, the place she'd ended up was two floors down…

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As soon as class was finished, Harry was out the door. By now, Ron and Hermione had heard about Winter's condition, and merely exchanged knowing smiles, sure their friend was going to exploit this opportunity to try and get closer to his crush. They had no way of knowing the real reason for Harry's hurry, although it was pretty close.

"Kero," Harry said as he arrived at the dormitory out of breath, "Is there a Clow Card that can let people pass through solid objects?"

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Fei watched as Sweet and Little flew off towards the Hospital Wing. Although they weren't really useful unless Fei happened to have a chocolate craving, or wanted to do her own rendition of 'Honey, I Shrunk The Kids', they were the physically smallest of the Clow Sprites she had under her command. As such, she used them as spies and for surveillance. Thanks to them, she now knew the passwords to Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff. Gryffindor was still a bit of a problem, as the crazy Sir Cadogan liked to change the password regularly, sometimes several times in the same day, but she'd find out eventually.

Right now, she'd sent them to keep a watch on Winter. If anything else happened to her, she wanted to be the first to know…

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Harry crept through the school as silently as he could, once more alone. He'd insisted that Kero stay at the dorm that night, ostensibly because he was afraid the little Guardian would make noise and give them away. And he was. But there was another reason.

A Clow Card had hurt Winter! Granted, not directly, but it was still responsible for how she had fallen. He'd known the hallway she said she'd been walking before she fell, and he knew there was no way she could have ended up at the bottom of that particular flight of stairs unless she'd tripped and ended up moving like a bowling ball.

The Through Card. That was what he was looking for. Squaring his shoulders, he prepared to walk all night looking for it.

It never occurred to him to wonder how he was going to find a single Card, who would not be manifesting as a sprite, in a castle the size of Hogwarts…

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A long, long while later, Harry decided to take a rest, leaning back against a wall. He wasn't sure where he was right then, only that The Through Card wasn't around close-by. His brilliant strategy for looking for the Card was to walk around until he felt it. So far, it wasn't working.

Munching on a cupcake he'd snitched from dinner to keep himself awake, Harry was about to start looking again when his senses alerted him to something close. He frowned. "Lee?"

There was a pause, and suddenly, Lee's head appeared in midair, looking around. Belatedly, Harry realized he was still completely invisible. He pulled off the hood of his own cloak.

"Potter," Lee said, her voice dripping with her usual dislike.

Harry was too tired to beat around the bush. "You're looking for it too, I presume?"

Lee smiled crookedly. "The Clow Card? Yes."

"I don't suppose you happen to have anything to make looking for it easier?" he asked rhetorically.

"If I had a name, maybe," Lee said, surprising Harry.

Harry raised an eyebrow. "Seriously?"

Lee glared at him for doubting her word.

Harry debated for all of three tenths of a second. "It's The Through Card. At least, all the information points to it."

Lee regarded him for a long moment, before pulling something out from under her cloak. She muttered a couple of things under her breath, then started walking. A few feet away from Harry, she paused. "Well? What are you standing around for? You want to know where this Card is or not?"

Harry blinked in surprise, but moved away from the wall and started trailing behind Lee. "Seriously? You know where it is?"

"No, I enjoy giving midnight tours of the school for fun," she said sarcastically. "I'm not waiting for you twice. Get moving!"

Harry quickened his pace until he was walking slightly behind Lee. Glancing over her shoulder, he looked at what she was looking at. "What's that?"

"My Rashin Board. Be quiet unless you want us to get caught."

Harry bristled, but lowered his voice. "Why are you helping me? I know we have a truce, but it doesn't say anything about this?"

"Why are you helping me?" she retorted just as quietly. "I told you all I needed was the name of the Card and then I'd probably be able to find it, and you just told me, right out of the blue, without knowing if I'd let you in on anything."

Harry blinked. He hadn't thought of that. From her smirk, he figured Lee knew he hadn't.

"That still doesn't explain why you're helping me," he muttered.

He heard her sniff. "I'm not helping you. I'm helping myself. It'll be easier to Capture this thing if I didn't have to run looking for you when I need to have it Sealed."

"What makes you think you're getting it?" Harry growled.

She looked at him sideways. "Is that a challenge?" she said in a strange tone. "Good. As much as I've been enjoying the easy time I've been having, it's been getting boring. Besides, it's not an accomplishment if you don't work for it."

Harry glared at her, but could not form a response. In silence, they walked on, following the direction of Lee's board, looking, to any outside observer, like a pair of disembodied heads floating around.

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Silence was still a consideration as Harry and Lee ran pell-mell down yet another shadowy corridor, this time following not Lee's Board but the feeling each picked up that screamed "Clow Card!"

"You wouldn't happen to have a plan to catch this thing, would you?" Harry panted.

"Why are you asking me?" Lee said.

"You're the know-it-all!"

"I think you have me confused with your friend Granger."

They rounded a corner, both silently grateful that The Through Card wasn't being overly difficult, like going through walls and stuff. In fact, it was almost as if it were toying with them. That would explain the laughter-like sounds they kept hearing.

Harry ran through his list of Cards as he dashed. Windy, Earthy, Wood and Shadow were useless for binding, since Through didn't have a physical body to bind. Flower was useless as usual (come to think of it, what would Flower be useful for?), Jump and Dash would be able to stop it, and the same goes for Dark, Light, Thunder, Sword and Mirror. Float, Rain and Erase? Useless. Shot would just go through anything he aimed at. That only left…

His brow furrowed. Was it possible? When he used Time, time stopped, and things other than himself- and Kero- would become suspended in a kind of yellow 'pause' state. Still, would the Time Card be able to pause Through?

Deciding he might as well find out, Harry pulled out the Card. "TIME CARD!"

Things turned yellow around Harry, and he frowned as he felt The Through Card still moving.

"Doesn't look like it's working," Lee said dryly.

"Unfortunately," Harry said as he felt The Through Card moving around the time-frozen form of Filch. He waited a moment– as in, four corridors– before deactivating time.

Lee blinked as she looked at him putting away Time. "Wait!" she said, pulling out a kunai from out of seemingly nowhere. "I have an idea! When I tell you to, use Time!"

Not waiting for an answer, she put on a burst of speed as they turned into another straight corridor. Another burst of speed, and she launched herself in the air, stabbing her kunai downward. The tip passed into the floor, and Lee yelled "Now!"

The world turned yellow again as Lee landed. One foot slipped into the floor before she managed to pull herself out. The now-yellow kunai was stuck partway into the floor.

Harry blinked as he drew closer to where Lee was standing with a triumphant smile on her face. "What the-"

"It can't pass though time-frozen objects," Lee said as she dusted herself off. "I noticed it when it went around Filch instead of through him."

Harry felt like kicking himself.

With a sigh, he held the Sealing Wand before him with both hands and raised it above his head. "I am the Card Captor, and I order you to return to your true form. THROUGH CARD!"

What looked like a pool of energy next to Lee started to glow, and streamers of magic began to rise up. The Slytherin girl grasped her time-frozen kunai, managing to pull it out before it became permanently stuck to the floor as Through's effects disappeared. For a moment, there was an image of a woman wearing a long, flowing skirt and a tight top with over-sized, long sleeves. A large blue stone rested on her forehead, and her long hair was tied in a pretzel-like knot on top of her head, before ending in a long tail. The image lasted for a moment, before dissolving again into a Card under Harry's Sealing Wand.

As the Card solidified, Harry reached his hand towards it, but it drifted away towards Lee, who plucked it out of the air with a surprised expression on her face.

Harry took the bitterness he felt welling up inside of him and stomped on it with spiked combat boots. "Congratulations, Lee," he said, letting only the smallest bit of bitterness and sarcasm leak through. "Looks like you get another Card."

Lee stared at the Card she held in her hand for a moment. To Harry's surprise, she flicked her wrist, sending the Card flying through the air in Harry's direction. Hastily, Harry caught.

"Take it," Lee said in a dismissive tone. "It was your idea that got it. My gift to you. Something for getting out of your funk."

Harry blinked owlishly as Lee started walking away, then paused. "Are you coming? I don't know about you, but I don't want to be around here when you unfreeze time. Filch probably heard me."

Harry started trailing behind Lee. After making sure they were far enough away that Filch wouldn't be able to catch them, Lee turned towards him. "This is where we split up. Try not to get caught."

Harry almost bristled at her tone, but somehow his heart wasn't into it. "You too," he found himself saying.

Lee turned away.

"Lee," Harry suddenly said, moving towards her.

The girl turned, frowning. The words 'thank you' were on the tip of Harry's tongue when he suddenly tripped on something invisible. In all the confusion, he'd forgotten they were still wearing their Invisibility Cloaks with the hoods down.

He felt himself knocking into an invisible body- Lee's, he realized. The two of them fell to the ground, the impact mostly absorbed when Harry threw out his hands to either side to catch his fall. His hands slipped, causing his elbows to bend and making him fall on top of Lee.

Harry watched, as if in slow motion, their faces drawing closer…

All of a sudden, something wet and warm met his lips…

Harry froze for about two seconds. Beneath him, he felt Lee stiffen as well.

Shakily, Harry pushed himself up and off. "Lee…" he said hesitantly, an apology on his lips…

The next thing he knew, Lee hit him with a right hook, before using both legs to kick him off of her. "Pervert!"

Getting up in a huff, Lee spun on her heel and stalked off, her nose in the air, as Harry tried to catch his breath, his head ringing. The Time freeze collapsed as he gingerly raised a hand to his aching face. That was probably going to leave a mark.

Wearily, he got up, and trudged towards the Gryffindor common room…

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- To be continued...

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A/N: That probably wasn't what you were thinking, damon blade… -grins-

For those having nightmares, relax. I'm only loading up Fei's arsenal. It wouldn't do for the hero not to have a challenge, right? Besides, you'll notice most of her Cards aren't exactly what you'd call battle-ready.

I originally wanted to write an episode that would be kind of like, "Severus Snape, singing sensation" –breaks down into incoherent laughter- man, that title still cracks me up, but I couldn't think of any way to do it yet. But don't worry, it'll happen somehow…

I'm fairly sure that thing Syaoran has is called a Rashin Board…fairly…

As to why Fei didn't have it before, well, she left it at home, and because it was a family heirloom, her family didn't dare send it by post. So Wei gave it to her personally last Hogsmeade weekend.

Things with Clow Reed's magic aren't affected by The Time Card, as demonstrated all those times Syaoran used it and Sakura and Kero were still able to move. However, I edited the effect slightly. After all, there is no indicator in the series or the movies it can't be done.

Special thanks to: Chelsea, LostGryffindorFoundSlytherin, damon blade, kwangmablade, Goggles195, Tombadgerlock, Darklight, dark672, AzureSky123, Ran Hoshino, Korrd, and BadDreams.

Please review, C&C welcome. I also like CCS, MKR, RAVE, R1/2, AMG, HP/HG/GW, etc.

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Epilogue

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"Harry, what happened to your face?" Hermione said.

"I fell in the shower," Harry said dully.

"But-"

"I'd really rather not talk about it, 'Mione."

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Until next time, this is Shadow, signing off.