Fukai Mori
Chapter Thirteen of New Professors, New Adventures
Disclaimer: In addition to not owing YGO or HP or anything else copyrighted in this fic, Hikari and her alter-egos also don't own Marie Blackfelt or Wendi. Marie is owned by Random Person number three and Wendi is owned by Torina Archelda. Both have given her permission in using their OCs in this fic. Both also made up the age and the description, and Random Person number three also made up Marie Blackfelt's history. Random Person number three also owns Arina Arono. Oh, I also don't own Fukai Mori by Do As Infinity. It's the ending theme for Inuyasha towards the end of the first season. I also didn't translate the song, I found a website with these beautiful translations (and it's prettier than the English version of the song that was sung, so yeah.)
Fukai fukai mori no oku ni
Ima mo kitto
Okizari ni shita kokoro
Kakushite'ru yo
(I'm sure that the heart I left behind
Still lies hidden in the heart of the deep, deep forest.)
"Harry…?" asked Hermione uncertainly.
Harry didn't answer. He couldn't tell them. He felt that, even if he told his best friends about the possession, and the Shadow Realm and the ancient magic, he would breech some sort of pact – a trust that had formed between him and the new teachers. He couldn't bring himself to cross that line, not even for his best friends.
"Honestly… it's nothing…"
"If you say so, mate," said Ron slowly, then brightened up. "C'mon, let's go practice Quidditch. It's been a while."
Harry nodded and allowed a grin to come onto his face. "Let's go then."
Sagasu hodo no chikara mo naku
Tsukarehateta
Hitobito wa eien no
Yami ni kieru
(Exhausted, without the strength to search
People vanish into the infinite darkness.)
"It must have been too much for the boy," said Seto quietly as the professors sat around on the grounds, near the lake
"Poor Harry…" said Ryou softly.
"I wonder if he told anyone…" said Malik, lying on his back.
"I doubt it," said Yugi at once.
"Oh Harry…" said his twin quietly.
Chisai mama nara
Kitto
Ima demo mieta ka na
(If it's so small, I wonder if I can see it even now?)
Picture the five professors in gray vests and ties. They have long white shirts under the vest. The males are wearing black slacks, while the female is wearing a black full-length skirt.
Now picture the Egyptian professor's sleeves rolled all the way up, tie loose, his hands under his head as he lays flat on his back on the ground. Picture the white-haired professor with one leg stretched, one bent, with him clasping the bent knee, his shirt sleeves rolled slightly and his tie a little loose, looking out to the lake. Picture the tallest professor with his arms crossed leaning on a tree, head down, sleeves down and tie properly put on. Think of the female professor on her knees, chin propped up on her twin's head, arms around him. Think of her twin with his legs stretched, looking across the lake.
Boku-tachi wa
Ikiru hodo ni
Nakushite'ku
Sukoshi zutsu
Itsuwari ya
Uso wo matoi
Tachisukumu
Koe mo naku
(As we live on,
We lose a little bit more.
Shrouded in falsehoods and lies,
We stand frozen to the spot, unable to cry out)
Harry came out with his friends, laughing with the rest of them. They had their broomsticks and mounted them. The professors watched as they kicked off into the sky, the wind rushing through their hair.
Aoi aoi sora no iro mo
Kidzukanai mama
Sugite yuku mainichi ga
Kawatte yuku
(The days pass by and change,
Without us even realizing how blue the sky really is.)
They released the Snitch, one Bludger, and the Quaffle. They practiced, racing around the stadium as if it was the real game. Harry paused, a grin plastered onto his face. He was above everyone else, looking for the snitch. He looked at his friends laugh in a happy-go-lucky manner, and slowly his grin faded.
Tsukurareta wakugumi wo koe
Ima wo ikite
Sabitsuita
Kokoro mata ugokidasu yo
(Overcoming that made-up scheme, we live the present,
And our rusted hearts begin to beat again!)
Their lives were so easy, so carefree. All they had to worry about was whether or not they'd finish their homework, or get detention, or win the House Cup, or win the next Quidditch match. But he, Harry, had to worry about so much more…
Toki no RIZUMU wo shireba
Mo ichido toberu darou
(If we can find the rhythm of time, we can fly once again)
Harry looked down, past the Quidditch stadium, and saw the professors by the lake. He made his decision then.
Boku-tachi wa
Samayoi nagara
Ikite yuku
Doko made mo
Shinjite'ru
Hikari motome
Arukidasu
Kimi to ima
(We live our lives
Wandering to the ends of the earth.
Believing, now I begin my journey with you,
In search of the light.)
He pressed his Firebolt in that direction. It zoomed towards them at a neck breaking speed.
Boku-tachi wa
Ikiru hodo ni
Nakushite'ku
Sukoshi zutsu
Itsuwari ya
Uso wo matoi
Tachisukumu
Koe mo naku
(As we live on,
We lose a little bit more.
Shrouded in falsehoods and lies,
We stand frozen to the spot, unable to cry out)
"HARRY! HARRY, MATE, WHERE ARE YOU GOING!" Ron yelled. Harry couldn't hear him. He was about to follow his best friend when Altáriël zoomed up and held him back.
"Let him be, Ron," she said. They both looked at their friend.
Boku-tachi wa
Samayoi nagara
Ikite yuku
Doko made mo
Furikaeru
Michi wo tozashi
Aruite'ku
Eien ni
(We live our lives
Wandering to the ends of the earth.
Closing off
The way back,
We walk on for eternity.)
Harry stopped right in front of the professors. They looked at him with worried, curious, and hopeful eyes.
"Harry…?" said Yugi hesitantly.
Harry stayed silent for a while. He dismounted his broom and looked at his professors. He slowly took a breath and looked up.
Tachisukumu koe mo naku
Ikite yuku
Eien ni
"You need someone to defeat Voldemort. You need someone to help you get the Pharaoh's memories back. I'll help you in any way that I can," he finally said.
(We live our lives standing frozen to the spot,Unable to cry out, for eternity...)
Me: Yes, they did tell Harry that Yami's memories were lost, before you ask.