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Kallista Starshooter- -bows- The hockey thing is cool, isn't it? I thought it was very original so I went with it.
Mikazuki Hime- -giggles- Why does Usagi not like Harry? –more insane giggles- Though it's revealed in this chapter and the next, might as well tell you. Harry was one of the reasons why she was expelled to the void and Dumbledore used Harry as a reason for Usagi to come back to Hogwarts. She despises him because she believes he's a spoiled, attention seeking dolt who cannot do anything without someone to guard him (i.e. her and the girls). Dumbledore asked her to protect Harry and Hogwarts from the shadows, and she resents Harry for that. –shrugs- I guess it's just a mutual dislike for the kid because of the adults. –breaks out in giggles again-. There's also another reason stated by Haruka near the end of the chapter as well. So enjoy the update.
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SilverPunk with an attitude- One of my most zealous reviewers. Hockey thing kinda came about when I asked my friends what activity they wanted to do the most if we could do it inside our school (we have three halls converging on a single point which would accommodate this nicely). One said freeze the halls with ice and play hockey. I loved the idea enough to use it with my own alterations.
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Author Note: Gomen –bows repeatedly- I really, really didn't mean to take such a long time on the update, but life started going crazy again. With finals, then family, then tests, and more tests, the bedamned AP tests, and then my mom put a parental block on the computer for three months, took if off for two weeks, put it back on for six, took it off for two months, and has put it back on. Stupid grown-ups, make up you mind.
I'm seventeen now! I'm so close to leaving this god forsaken prairie, just one more year and I'm free. –cackles in glee-. Ok enough of that. I promise to have at least two chapters done during the next month. Till then, please enjoy.
Broken Promises by Sprinklescake67
Chapter 7B – You win some, you lose some
Recap of last chapter:
Five people skated quickly down the ice-covered center aisle and slid to a stop before the professor's podium, showering a few teachers with the small fragments of ice. The quintet was easily identified to the obvious surprise of the student body. Each wore black skates, warm black sweat pants, and black shawls, but other than that, each had their own articles of clothing in different colors.
The beautiful Michiru Kaioh was dressed in an aquamarine, long-sleeved shirt with gloves and earmuffs in a darker shade of green. Both Usagi Tsukino and Haruka Ten'oh wore white, long-sleeved undershirts with two different shades of navy blue short-sleeved over shirts, and fingerless gloves. Usagi's hair was braided and wrapped around the crown of her head. Hermione Granger had the same outfit as the other two girls, but rather in shades of light blue than dark. Her own hair was French braided with the end dropping in between her shoulder blades. The small, meek Hotaru Tomoe sported a violet, three-quarter-sleeve turtleneck and had her own hair held back by a purple headband. Around her waist, padded, goalie gloves and a hockey, goalie mask swayed on their strings with her movement.
"Whoa, man. How does anyone stand in these things let alone skate?" Heads swiveled into the other directions. At the doors, stood three people that were very familiar to the other occupants of the room. Two tall, redheaded twins supported a third, dark-skinned, dred-locked boy between them. All three were attempting to stay in an upright position regardless of the attempts of the skates on their feet to dislodge them. The trio made their way toward the front of the room and, after exchanging their skates for shoes, around to the other side of the table on the podium.
"Would you care to explain what is happening to us, Bunny?"
The blonde imp smirked, "Why, of course, Uncle D!"
"We, five students, hereby challenge five teachers of our choice to a duel on ice."
The group of five bowed to the headmaster.
"In a game of hockey."
Haruka chuckled while tossing a puck in the air and catching it. "Now, who wants to play?"
(Break. Stupid fanfiction won't let me do little squiggles)--
The teachers shifted uneasily in their seats at the proclamation, each silently hoping they were not the ones picked. The last time the girls had challenged them it was to an obstacle course set up around the castle. It took days to rid them of the quick-dry permanent hair dye, and even longer for their pride to reestablish itself once more.
Of course, their authority had not been challenged in a matter of eight years, and some were more than willing to dish out a humiliating defeat to the overconfident females and deflate their gloating egos.
Professor McGonagall rose from her seat and spoke with clear diction for the teachers. "Challenge accepted."
Dumbledore's eyes flashed with barely concealed amusement beside her. "So let us begin. Choose your opponents."
At those words, Hotaru waved her hand in a general motion. Usagi, Hermione, and Haruka first skated forward and then backwards. As one they raised one arm and curled their index fingers in a beckoning motion. Haruka taunted in a sickening sweet voice the other two echoed. "Here kitty-kitty-kitty. Come here, kitty-cat."
On Dumbledore's right, Professor McGonagall, and the couple from his left, one with wavy purple hair and the other with a straight white mane, abruptly stood. The Weasley twins and their guest, Lee Jordan, replaced their spots on the table. Michiru politely smiled, but unveiled her opponent nonetheless: Professor Sprout, who silently stood as well. Hotaru was the last to choose. The one she chose would be the one who played as the teacher's goalie. The fifth and final member of the adult team: Madame Pomfrey.
The five chosen professors mutely accepted their team attire from the grinning Weasley twins and donned the specified apparel before quickly skating out the double doors of the Great Hall into the area beneath the grand staircase (For those who need a little more help with the imagination, please refer to the Harry Potter movies and the moving staircases, which is what I'm basing this on. That and Tannith Lee's Wolf Tower).
At the teacher's table, Fred and George Weasley exchanged identical grins as they muttered a quick 'sonorous'. "Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to the big show! Well, you are in for a real treat this evening. As the players begin their warm-up, I suggest you turn your attention to the flat screens in front of you. These little babies are our newest invention–"
"Flat screen viewing orbs modeled after the muggle television–"
"Be where the action is–"
"But never leave home–"
"Now only fourteen galleons–"
"At Weasley Wizard Wheezes–"
"Order forms available after the game."
"Let's meet our contestants, shall we? Will you do the honors, Fred?"
"My pleasure, George." The white glass flickered as a 3-D picture of a rotating Haruka appeared on the screen in a pair of loose black pants, a white top, and white sneakers. She had her arms crossed and a scowl on her face. Fred flipped open a small notebook and began to read the information contained on the page. "For the student's team, member number one is the Gryffindor, Haruka Ten'oh. For anyone who is curious, her name translates over to 'distant lord of the heavens'. This lady, standing at 5'11" and 134 lbs of solid muscle, is quick on her feet and possesses extraordinary hand-eye coordination, but beware of that tongue of hers; it's quite sharp and very lethal. Her strengths are offense and her infamous ricochet slap shot. She has very little patience and an explosive temper. She's not very good at defense, which is probably why she doesn't play it. Haruka is into martial arts, sword fights, racecar driving, and playing the piano. She prefers the colors gold and navy blue. She is currently seventeen years of age and her birthday is January 27. Haruka's dream is to be faster than the wind and to always protect her family and koneko."
George swiped the notebook from under Fred's nose as the image changed to another individual. It was the man, and only male, on the adult team. His straight white hair fell to a little past his shoulders and his light blue eyes held laughter in their depths. He wore simple blue robes to match his eyes and a small smile graced his face. "Opposing Haruka is Artemis Mau. Along with his wife, Luna, Artemis has agreed to instruct the fifth years and below as the Defense against the Dark Arts professor. He excels in defense and surprise attacks, but crumbles when faced with a full frontal attack or confrontation. Artemis is a little under 6'1" and roughly 162 lbs. He dreams of settling down with his family and serving his lady and queen with loyalty and fealty until his service is no longer needed."
"Hermione Granger is player number two for the students." Hermione's image was dressed in a light blue three-quarter sleeve shirt with a blooming rose on the front, dark blue jeans, and white kitten heels. She had both hands on her hips in a typical Hermione-like-way, but with an uncharacteristic smirk on her face. "This little, Gryffindor lady has been a prefect for two years in a row and is a major contender for Head Girl. Although only a sixth year, this witch is advanced beyond her level and is already being scouted to attend the Medic-witch institute for gifted individuals. She plans to pursue a career in the medical field once leaving Hogwarts and dreams of becoming a successful witch whom serves the public. She stands at 5'7 inches without heels and states that her weight 'is not an issue to be discussed'. Her hobbies include reading, strengthening her weaker attributes, and chasing after her two best friends and attempting to keep them out of trouble." Ron and Harry blushed simultaneously. "Hermione learned to skate a tender age of four from her next door neighbor and is quite skilled as a skater. She will be playing as the first and only defense for the student's team."
Professor McGonagall was next to appear wearing her usual attire. "As you can see, the professor countering Hermione is none other than Hogwarts own transfiguration professor, Minerva McGonagall. She has been teaching at Hogwarts for close to 30 years. A widow for some years now, Professor McGonagall has one son named Matthew, who is married and has two children of his own. She visits her grandchildren whenever possible on her days off and during the summer months. She will be using her maternal patience while playing as one of the professor's team offense players to maneuver around the students. Don't mistake this lady as an easy target. She is easily the team's top scorer despite her age. Her favorite motto is 'You can't fool me, I have grandchildren.' Her goals include serving Hogwarts with all of her heart until the day she can no longer do so."
"Usagi Tsukino is player number three for the students." Some wolf whistles were heard when Usagi's image came up. The picture had Usagi clad in a simple black skirt, light pink tank top, and knee-high boots, posing with both hands behind her head and one hip jutted out. "Her name literally translates to 'Rabbit of the Moon', which is why she is sometimes dubbed Bunny. Although she barely tops the 5'5" mark and heralds a weight of 117 lbs, Usagi is all instinct and pure adrenaline. Never heeding warnings, she throws herself into situations head first, which is sometimes a good thing. Her attitude consists mostly of a lackadaisical view of her surroundings, a strong belief in following her heart, and an inherited attribute of becoming imposing when the time calls for it. Though not very coordinated on her feet and even less on skates sometimes, Usagi will be participating as the second offense player in today's game. She is sixteen years old and her birthday is set on June 30. Her extracurricular activities include improving her fighting skills, eating, and creating her own future. Usagi's dream is to retain her normality and escape the bonds of fate and destiny forever."
This time the image switched to the petite female with flowing purple hair dressed in some mauve robes. "On the other side of Usagi, we have Mrs. Luna Mau. Again, partnered with her husband, Artemis, she has accepted the position of the Defense against the Dark Arts professor. With her forceful and authoritative personality, she takes the first offensive position. She and Artemis have one daughter named Diana who currently is bunking with her adoptive uncle and godparent while Luna and Artemis act as part-time guardians to Usagi. Her two dreams in life are to guide her lady on her chosen path and to finally settle down with her family in peace."
"Next up we have the Ravenclaw, Michiru Kaioh." Michiru appeared in a yellow sundress with white sandals and her hair loose around her face. She carried a parasol of white with pale yellow trim behind her. "Her name means "complete ocean ruler." She's as graceful on skates as she is on land and controls her movements with a smooth countenance. And will be playing as the student's only defense. With a height of 5'8" on heels, Michiru is a true lady that excels in all areas she chooses to participate in. She is quiet, beautiful, mature, an intelligent artist, and possesses a soft sense of humor. She is eighteen years old and has a birthday on March 6. Michiru is interested in playing the violin, painting, academics, swimming, and fears impertinent people. Her dreams are to visit Vienna, the capital of music; to become a famous violinist, and to complete her duty with the ones she loves."
Madame Pomfrey was next to arrive on the scene, dressed in an immaculate nurse' garments. "The ever lovely and generous school nurse, Lady Poppy is will be the final member of the offensive trio. Don't let her gentle nature fool you. Madame Pomfrey was born practically on skates in her home village in northern Greenland. As we all know, she completed years of medical training to become our beloved nurse. Her hobbies include hunting down injured students, researching solutions for incurable diseases, and playing chess with the headmaster. Madame Pomfrey's one dream is to assist in a breakthrough of a cure for werewolves."
"Hotaru Tomoe is our last player for the student's team." The image of Hotaru was wearing a pleated skirt that brushed the ground, black boots peeking out from underneath, a purple long sleeve shirt with a few buttons in the front, and a small choker with a fluorite stone hanging from the middle. "This thirteen-year old Ravenclaw will be playing as goalie in today's game. Her name literally translates over to "Glowing of Earth", but her first name can also mean "Firefly". Her birthday is on January 6 and is a Capricorn. Her favorite color is purple and would like to point out that her hair is natural. She was born with that color. With her small frame, Hotaru has trouble with excessive physical activity, but for today's game, she should be good. Her dreams for the future is to become a muggle doctor and to finally live happily ever after with her adoptive family."
"The professor's goalie is Professor Sprout." The woman was dressed in her usual attire of robes; pointed witch's hat perched on her fly away hair. "The professor of herbology and growth, Madame Sprout heralds a miraculous green-thumb. Anything grows under her care, and I mean anything. Her hobbies include tending all of the greenhouses, experimenting with different plants, and produce effective cures. She is currently single, but looking. Her dream is to own the wizard's world's largest greenhouse."
"Now that we've established the players, LET'S GET READY TO RUMBLE!" Laughter crackled around the room, emitting from the red-headed twins and their companion. The viewing screens changed once more. One side of the screen held the five members of the student's team, the other side with the challenged teachers. "Today's game will be refereed by Madame Hooch and announced by our good friend Lee Jordan, with help from us of course. Take it away, Lee."
"Thank you Fred, George." The screen finally cleared of all images and focused on the game that was just about to begin outside the double doors. Madame Hooch hovered over two sets of three players on a broom, her arm outstretched in front of her body, fingers curled tightly around a thick, circular black puck. "On your mark, set, GO!"
The puck was released in the space between Haruka and McGonagall. The game for dominance had begun.
"McGonagall has the puck off the drop. She passes to Luna, who passes it to – Hermione steals the puck and passes it to Usagi, she slides it up to Haruka. Ohh…nice fake on Artemis. Haruka is approaching Professor Sprout. She shoots…and SCORES! STUDENTS: 1, STAFF: 0!"
Students, young and old alike, screamed their approval. It was rare for anyone to challenge the authority of the teachers, last time involving the same Weasley twins announcing and Umbridge at the end of the previous school year. The kids were quickly gaining enthusiasm for the spontaneous events.
"Looks like the student's are favored in this game. Ah, yes, and there goes the punishment." The professors' goal and a chunk of solid ice broke from the ground and elevated itself to the second floor, the staircases accommodating to the new addition. "For every goal made, the goal will be moved to the next floor. This way the game retains a challenge, yet at the same time, a sense of entertainment. The skates the players are wearing, courtesy of the Weasley's are spelled to allow the players to defy all sense of gravity and such. As long as they are on ice."
"Now for the drop-off once more…Usagi steals the puck off the drop, passes to Hermione, and tries to get around Artemis. Ohh – nice try Hermione. Artemis steals the puck, back passes to Madame Pomfrey. She takes the puck up the field, come on Michiru, a pass to Luna. Double-team on Hotaru and…MCGONAGALL SCORES! TIED GAME!"
Cheers erupted from the staff table, almost drowned out by the loud 'boos' from the student body. "And Madame Hooch is set for the next drop…"
Later---
An hour and twenty-three minutes later, the Great Hall's double doors slammed open to release the stream of satisfied student's, several hiding yawns behind their hands. After a sudden death match and an overtime shoot-out, the student's team finally won 8-7. The student body split into four groups, each heading toward their house dorms. Hermione and Ron broke away from Harry, after saying goodnight to the dark haired boy. They were heading to the Prefect meeting and then to patrolling duty.
Harry nodded his head in acknowledgement and mumbled a 'see you in the morning' before they disappeared into the crowd. He followed the mass of Gryfindors as they took the round-a-bout way to their dorm rooms, seeing how the staircase was encompassed in ice.
Once the group made it to the common room, it split into two more groups, and then into even further subgroups. First two were into boys and girls, each gender going to their respective staircases, then by years as roommates found their dorm rooms.
When Harry entered the circular room, he felt a heavy weight fall on his shoulders, a warm feeling of sleepiness. It seemed to hinder his movements as he prepared for bed. If their actions were any indication, the other boys were subjugated to the same sleepy manner. Once his pj's were on, Harry mumbled a jumbled goodnight to his three other roommates and got the same in return. The emerald-eyed boy was asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow.
Again, break-
The next morning dawned bright and clear, the morning mist being slowly burned away by the rising sun. Students stumbled one by one or by groups into the Great Hall for breakfast. Several hid yawns or rubbed sleep out of their bleary eyes. Ron slumped into a seat beside Harry. The red head yawned loudly and stretched; wincing slightly at the cracks that sounded form his back and neck.
Ron glanced over at Harry and almost burst out laughing. The dark-haired teen was sitting with his head cradled into the palm of his hand, eyes glazed over with tiredness, and a silver spoon for his cereal hanging from his mouth. His head kept bobbing up and down like it was about to drop into the bowl of milk and cereal at any given moment.
The taller teen slapped his best mate on the back, effectively snapping the other out of his doze. Green eyes blinked confusedly at Ron for a moment before turning back to his breakfast just as Hermione dropped into a seat across the table from them.
"Good Morning, Harry. Good Morning, Ron." She chirped (yes, chirped) at the two boys as she began to fill her plate and the one next to her with scrambled eggs. "How did the two of you sleep? I was so psyched after the game, Bunny and I stayed up talking and stuff last night. I believe I went to bed about four hours ago, but I'm not sure. I'm still running on the adrenaline high. What classes do we have this morning? Never mind, I'll look in a second."
Hermione paused in her tirade to allow the boys to answer. They only blinked at her sluggishly. The brown-haired girl didn't notice for she had finished piling the two plates with an assortment of food and was working on pouring orange juice into two goblets.
"Err…Hermione? Isn't that a little too much food for you?" Ron asked while eying the plates of food.
"Not all of it's for me, silly. Some of it is for – oh, good morning, Bunny."
"Nothing is good about morning and quite being so bloody cheerful about it." The blonde retorted as she sprawled unladylike into the seat beside Hermione. Ron's question was answered when said girl dug in to the food at an inhuman pace, pausing only long enough to wipe her mouth with a napkin or take a drink. This morning Usagi had her golden-blonde in braids and then wrapped them in a bun. The black unadorned robes clung to her figure and swept the floor when she walked thus caused some accidents for the girl.
"Bloody robe, bloody morning, bloody alarm clock." Sapphire-blue eyes glared at the perky girl practically bouncing in her seat beside her. Oh how Usagi detested mornings. Suppressing the urge to growl, barely, Usagi reached for her wand.
The redhead that she met the previous day leaned over the table when the magic stick came into view. "What are you doing?"
"Getting high." Came the terse reply. Ron sputtered and an interesting shade of red. Beside him, Harry glanced up sharply at the girl opposite of him. Hermione simply raised an eyebrow. As for Usagi, she tapped the edge of the glass and muttered something under her breath. The orange content changed into a murky brown substance. "On a sugar high."
Hermione couldn't help it. She burst into giggles at the two boys faces when Usagi took a drink from her cup and made a humming sound of pleasure. "You had them going, Bunny. The look on their faces was priceless."
The offended teen swung his head in Hermione's direction and fixed her with an irritated look. "Well aren't we vindictive this morning."
"Ooh, big word Ron. How did you come up with that one? It can't be from a dictionary. I highly doubt you even know what book that is."
Ron snarled and retaliated. Thus began another verbal spar between the two prefects. Usagi simply ignored the duo in favor of drinking her transformed drink while Harry watched the argument with a false interest. He was just too tired to care at the moment. The dark-haired individual hid a yawn behind his hand.
Someone flopped into the seat on the others side of Usagi, who smiled at the taller person. Haruka eyed the arguing pair while running a hand through her damp locks. "Compatible, aren't they?"
Usagi giggled and sipped again, her mood slowly lifting. Haruka's gray-green eyes focused on the cup with a vigorous ferocity. "Please tell me that's coffee." The smaller blonde simply handed the cup over to the grateful other and set about transforming another glass just as Hermione and Ron finished with their argument, the brown-eyed female winning as per usual.
"Mornin' Hermione."
"Good morning Haruka." Hermione replied. "Did you sleep well last night?"
Haruka grinned and opened her mouth to answer, but Usagi's elbowed to her stomach cut her off. "We don't want to hear any information or knowledge about your private life, thank you very much you hentai."
Haruka stuck her lower lip out, attempting to pout while barely managing to keep a smirk off her face. "But…but…"
"No buts, missy. Your ecchi little comments are hard enough to bare. I don't want to hear of any more…personal details."
"It wasn't my fault you walked in without knocking." Haruka stuck her tongue out at the smaller girl before heaving a dramatic sigh. "Very well my mistress. I shall follow your orders like a good subordinate that I am." Usagi simply returned the statement with a satisfied "Good" and a smirk.
Haruka mirrored that smirk. "So what classes do you have this morning?"
Hermione produced her time table from somewhere and looked at it. Haruka leaned over and whispered into the younger one's ear, "Does she have a sub-space pocket like we do? Is that how she did that? I wonder what else she's kept in there. Books? Homework assignments? A picture of Ron sleeping in the nude cuddling a teddy bear for later blackmail purposes?" Usagi chocked and had to cover her mouth from spraying the table with the mouthful of coffee she had just sipped. Her coughing turned into a coughing/laughing/trying-to-breath fit.
The other three occupants questioned them with their eyes, to which Haruka asked an innocent, "What?"
"What did you- never mind, I don't want to know." Hermione looked at the time table again and began reading from it. "I believe we have Care of Magical Creatures together with Hagrid first thing this morning. Then I have double 'Herb and Lore.' My medical classes." She explained to the others' perplexed looks. "Then double Defense Against the Dark Arts after lunch. That's weird…"
"What's weird?"
"There's no professor listed and no new ones sitting at the head table."
Usagi and Haruka shrugged at the same time with identical indifferent looks on their faces and both simultaneously said, "Don't know, don't care."
"O-kay, that was a little on the scary side." Harry finally spoke up.
"Morning people, little brother." Three more people joined the little entourage at the table. Lee Jordan clapped Harry on the back. Fred and George ruffled younger brother's hair affectionately, who only scowled at them in annoyance. "Oh, tell me that's your famous coffee, Bunny."
The girl smiled at the inquisitive redhead and set about making more of the brown liquid. Ron bumped shoulders with George, who was sitting next to him. When the older boy looked at him, he asked, "What are you guys still doing here? Don't you have a store to run?"
The twins gave their trademark grins which practically screamed they were up to something. Fred leaned over George to answer Ron's question. "Our new employer-" Fred nodded his head in Usagi's general direction, "-decided that a good way to promote our new wares would be to flaunt them in the precise environment they will be used in. We'll be doing business everywhere in the school for the next week, permission granted by the headmaster."
Harry's brow furrowed in thought. "Wait, so the hockey game last night…"
George leaned over to the slap the black-haired boy on the back. "Congratulations Harry, you connected the dots. Unlike what we can say about our own flesh and blood."
Ron muttered something improper under his breath that involved his older brothers, a rat, and strangely enough Moaning Murtle. It sent Usagi into a fit of wild giggles. Lee raised one eyebrow at the petite blonde. "I think she's had too much sugar coffee."
Hermione gave him an I-can't-believe-you-said-that look. "Thank you captain obvious. Please stop by any time to give us an updated report of how the sky is blue and the grass is green. I always like to know these things."
"Touchy aren't we?"
"You think? This is nothing. You should have seen her last night. She consumed two whole Fun Dip™ (1) all on her own last night." Fred, George, and Haruka winced.
"I pity you, Hermione. I had to deal with koneko on a pixie-stick high and once was enough for me. I think it scarred me for life." Haruka shivered.
"What does 'koneko' mean?" Harry interrupted.
"Neko means cat in Japanese. Ko is a way to say child or small .When you add -ko to something it becomes sort of an affectionate and personal word. If you add ko in front of neko, you come up with koneko. Therefore 'koneko' translates into 'child cat' or a kitten. You can do this to many words. Inu means dog, while 'koinu' means puppy. Usagi is interpreted as 'bunny', and 'Usako' means-" (2)
"Urusei, senshi no kaze!"
Haruka shut her mouth immediately. Usagi's eyes blazed with blue fire and even some silver flecks; she was good and pissed off now. The sandy-haired blonde swallowed nervously and offered the enraged other a meek smile. "Gomen, koneko. It was a slip of tongue. I didn't mean to bring it up. I swear."
The two blondes stared at each other for a couple moments more, before Usagi slammed her cup onto the table, some of the liquid sloshing over the side and onto the table top. "I'll meet you in class Hermione."
With jerky movements, Usagi collected her books and hissed at the taller girl, "I'll deal with you later, Senshi no kaze Ten'oh-baka!" The addressed one flinched at the tone and underlying threat in the full use of her title. With that said, Usagi fixed Harry with a nasty glare that conveyed her belief that he was the cause of this, since he asked the question in the first place. She sneered at him and stormed out of the Great Hall.
Haruka groaned and banged her head on the table a couple of times. "I'm dead, I'm dead, I am so dead. I just haven't lied down in my grave yet. Stupid, stupid, stupid…" Each point was emphasized by another muffled thump from Haruka's forehead hitting the tabletop.
Five pairs of eyes focused on the remaining blonde with curiosity. "What the bloody hell was that about?" Came the oh-so elegant query from Ronald Weasley.
Haruka sighed, but stopped inflicting pain on herself. Turning her head to the side without picking it up, Haruka fixed the group with a blank stare. Another sigh, accompanied by the lifting of the head, the green-eyed female studied each of them in turn for a small amount of time, the most spent again on Harry, before speaking.
"Someone very special used to call her 'Usako'. It was an endearment between the two love birds. He would call her 'Usako' and in turn she would call him Mamo-chan. Each is a more…intimate version of their names."
"So what happened?"
"He betrayed her."
"Why?"
Haruka paused before answering. "For power. Just like everyone else. It's always for power."
"What do you mean?"
"I am unable to answer that."
"Oh…"
Harry glanced at the doors then to the taller teen across from him. "It still does not answer why she would get defensive like that or give me such a dirty look. I only asked a harmless question."
Haruka's eyes narrowed at the silent accusation, flashing with a dangerous color. "She has every right because not only did that bakayaro slept with whom we thought was a close ally, but he was also her bloody fiancé!" She hissed scathingly at the boy. "Don't make comments about stuff you don't understand and don't make assumptions about stuff you have no knowledge about, boy. And the look she gave you? It has to do with the fact that you look. Exactly. Like. Him."
With that said, the blonde followed Usagi's previous actions out of the Great Hall, muttering furiously under her breath the whole way. Silence reigned at the table after her departure. It was broken again a few minutes later by Hermione. She simply said, "That was uncalled for, Harry", and scurried to find Usagi.
Fred, George, and Lee placed a hand on his shoulder and squeezed lightly in a silent gesture of sympathy before taking their leave as well. That left only Harry and Ron, who was shaking his head. "It's not your fault, mate. You didn't know."
Harry growled low in his throat. "Precisely. She didn't have to yell at me just because of it."
Ron chuckled uneasily before agreeing. "Right, right. Come on, let's go now. We don't want to be late for Hagrid's class."
"Yeah." Harry tore himself from his seat and gathered his bag from the floor. The two boys made their way toward the exit in silence. They were stopped by Snape before either could slip through the doors.
"Just a reminder, Potter, you are serving detention with me tonight. Be there at ten o'clock sharp tonight. I will not accept tardiness."
"Would you like me to inform Usagi Tsukino as well, Professor Snape?" Harry added an extra slur to Snape's title and received the desired result as the man's eyes narrowed and he sneered darkly at the boy.
"That will be unnecessary, Potter. And I advise you to watch your tone of voice with me, lest you find yourself in possession of more than one detention."
"I shall keep that in mind, sir."
They parted ways without another word to each other. One to Care of Magical Creatures and the other to his dungeon to most likely terrorize a class full of first year students.
End of chapter—
(1) Fun Dip is sugar based substance found in the candy aisle. It is quite good and addictive I must say.
(2) I do not advertise that I am an expert at Japanese. I barely conquer English as it is. So tell me if this is wrong or at least close to right, and I'll fix it (if you tell me what to fix).
Ack…the whole chapter went from ok to angst to melodramatic to all out depressing at the end. Man, I really need to learn how to write out full –happy- stories. Any suggestions? Oh, that reminds me. If you have any suggestions about the fic or ideas, tell them to me, I would gladly consider them. I'm in desperate need of just everyday normal events that might happen in the classroom or the halls, and perhaps any confrontations between Harry and Usagi. They won't be getting along until about February of their 6th year or so, and then I'm going from there. The story is set to end about the end of their 7th year, so it's based on a two year increment than the usual one.
Well, wasn't that a fun chapter. Sorry it took so long to update it and all. I'm almost tempted to put in a segment at the end with the bad guys and their 'plans for world domination'. But didn't feel like it. Ugh, my head is killing me. This fic is going so slow. I mean their only on, what? The first week of school still. Dang, and it's still going. The pace will pick up pretty soon, hopefully. I have no intention of prolonging the story into a like 30 chapter one. I would most likely die before I finish it, but until then, I'll work with what I got and go from there.
IMPORTANT NOTICE-
I was reviewing my previous chapters and noticed some things. There are certain scenes and stuff that should not be in this story. It would make it more complicated than it already is. You know how you're just typing along and all of a sudden an idea just pops into your head and you're like 'that would be great to add to a story with such and such' but then you accidentally cross brain waves and it ends up in the story your writing? That has apparently happened to me.
So I have a question to all of my readers.
Would you like it if I went back and re-wrote the beginning chapters with the correct elements and information?
Or just leave them as is and just completely ignore it later on?
The choice is up to you, so go ahead and review to tell me your choice. I'll be waiting to hear from you till then.
Broken Hearts and Shooting Stars,
Sprinklescake67