Wai~! The end is in sight!

Yue: Finally!

Syaoran *nods in relief*

Phantomness: *glares* you two muses weren’t the most cooperative, were you?

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Chapter 25 – Harry

 

            A month. One whole freaking month. How could I have been out that long? Now school was just about over…

            To my surprise, Gryffindor won House Cup. Dumbledore gave us insane points for defeating Voldemort. I suppose that that is only fair, considering the circumstances. I learned that Ron had been out for about a week and Yuki for two.

            They got hurt too.

            If only I could remember what happened after I fought Quirrell off! But my memory is so muddled, nothing but black and white flashes… so confusing…

            What happened in there?

            The stone… yes, apparently I saved it in the end, despite the pain in my scar and the pins and needles of fire trying to destroy me. I saved the stone and that’s the most important fact, right? And now Dumbledore’s friend Nicolas Flamel will be fine.

            Something’s wrong though, but what? I can feel that it’s not right, and there’s a wall somewhere, but I don’t know what it is.

            Bloody hell.

 

            Dumbledore just walked in. oh! Look at that mountain of candies! Wow, I must have more admirers than I thought… or it’s because of Voldemort and me again.

            Sometimes I wish I weren’t Harry Potter.

            Time to listen though…

            Love is such a powerful thing. I wonder why Yuki doesn’t trust it? Could it be-? Oh! I suddenly had a brilliant flash of insight!

            His girlfriend dumped him, didn’t she? Poor guy. Not that I’m interested in girls, but it must still have hurt a great deal.

            No wonder he dislikes girls.

 

            I’d give this love protection for my mother and father to be alive still, but at least I can kind of feel like they’re with me… a part of me.

            It’s an odd feeling, but also kind of good.

 

            “The invisibility cloak?”

            “Your father left it in my possession…”

            Steal food? I’ve got to figure that out! Actually, maybe not… if I did, I’d probably steal food so I could eat and study at the same time. Ick.

            Bad idea!

            There’s other things though, important ones. I remember now that Quirrell mentioned a countercurse Snape was performing on me on the broom. So why did Snape save my life?

            He doesn’t hate me though. At least that’s good, right? Better ask just in case.

           

            “So why does Snape hate me?”

            “Well, he and your father were bitter enemies back in their Hogwarts years. I assume it just carried over.”

            I wonder what my father was like… no time wasting now. Maybe I just have to prove to Snape that I’m not my father. Yes, that’s it.

            … where did that random thought come from? It’ll never work.

            Bertie Bott’s every flavor beans are quite good. Coffee and grape. Well, these don’t taste too bad.

            Dumbledore got earwax! Unlucky him!

            Hmm… maybe I should stop eating them. But no, that blue one’s turned out to be water, which is odd, but not too bad, and the pink one’s pink lemonade. Mmm…

            A knock?

            It’s probably Ron and Yuki to see me, right? Oh, I’m psychic! It is! Pomfrey says five minutes, all right. I can deal with that.

Yuki looks seriously ill when he comes to visit me. I know that he normally had a light complexion, but this is past fair skin. He’s ghostly, almost…

            “You okay, Yuki?”

            “He’s been like this since he woke up.” Ron says worriedly.

            “Yuki, what’s wrong?”

            “I don’t know.” He finally says, but I think he’s lying.

            “Come on, spit it out. We won’t hate you for it.”

            “It’s… a spell I used, that I shouldn’t have. Took too much out of me. I haven’t been able to do magic for weeks, so I’m surprised they didn’t fail me.”

            “You drained off all your magic! Yuki!”            

            “I know it’s a problem, because if you try to use magic you don’t have, you burn life-force! So that’s why I’m so sick!”

            Ouch.

           

            “So that’s why you haven’t been doing any magic!”

            “Yes, Potions and Astronomy and Herbology are okay, but I can’t transfigure, charm, or curse anything.”

            “Speaking of curse, who’s doing DADA?”

            Yuki coughs. “Professor Snape.”

            Ron sighs. “Yes. He tried taking off as many points as possible so we wouldn’t get the House Cup, but it failed.”

            Well, that’s good.

            “Quidditch-wise, we lost to Ravenclaw. We really needed you, Harry. It’s too bad you weren’t here…”

            I was here, just unconscious!

            Ron catches that slip of the tongue. “Oops. Sorry. Didn’t want to remind you.”

            I’m going to ask more, but then Pomfrey shoos them out. Oh well… at least, at least I made it out alive, right?

            Yes. That’s what matters.

            Voldemort – he’s gone. I wonder why Dumbledore wouldn’t tell me why Voldemort wanted to kill me?

            I’ll find out myself eventually, I promise.

 

            Hagrid comes in, and I know he must be upset about the dog dying. Indeed he is, although I don’t know what possessed him to name it fluffy.

            He brought me a great present though.

            Pictures… my mom and dad… oh, if only they were real…

            No, I shouldn’t make crazy wishes that will never come true. And the mirror of Erised is broken.

            I wish  so much that it weren’t, but at least these photographs will let them see me again, and me to see them, for a time… who knows?

            Maybe someday we’ll meet again.

 

            Schools out now.

            To my surprise, I found out that Yuki would be staying at my house for the first three weeks. Something about keeping up his ‘transfer student’ alibi he told his friends back home.

            Well… I guess… but didn’t he run away?

            So confusing, but I’ll get the truth sooner or later, I promise.

            And at the station, Vernon picks us up, and… yes. Dudley looks terrified. Good! Someone doesn’t know I can’t do magic while school is out of session…

            This will be a fun summer…

 

End Chapter

End Fic – at least first year

COMPLETE

Completed 2/7/05

Of course, there will probably be a sequel… I’m still trying to work in some romance… or maybe there won’t be a sequel, because I can’t think of a plot! Ahem. Well, hope you guys liked it!