It was an incident. No one know what happened and how did it happened.
Kagome was trying hard to study for her coming English literature electives examinations in high school when a group of students sitting on the table in front of her in the library was busy laughing and chatting on the newest gossips from a magazine.
She started attending high school in April. She could not believe how fast she moved on with her normal life and left the past behind. The Shikon Jewel was gone. It seemed like a dream since she left the Feudal Era, yet whenever she saw the scar on her side, she was constantly reminded it was not a dream and it had happened. She decided to distract herself and make herself busy by staying extra hard in high school. She did want to go to a good university and if possibly study abroad. Her father was from England and she was thrilled that the school offered English literature electives. Her father had spoken to her about Shakespeare and Charles Dickens when she was young and she loved them.
Mr Higurashi taught English at a public school in Takayama and had finished his contract the previous year. He returned to the Higurashi shrine and started teaching part-time at a private institute near the neighbourhood. He was delighted with the arrangement because he could spend more time with his family, especially his children. He was seldom home when his children were younger and was grateful for his supportive wife and father-in-law. He could speak Japanese fairly fluently but he insisted to speak only English, his mother tongue with his children. His wife could speak both languages equally fluently but his father-in-law could only understand Japanese. Therefore, they decided to speak only Japanese at home but he kept to English when he was with his children.
Inuyasha was rather rude when he first met Mr Higurashi. Kagome was giving her father a warm welcome hug when Inuyasha busted the door and threatened the older man to leave the young priestess alone. Inuyasha's expression was priceless when he found out that the older man who was supposedly harassing the young priestess was indeed Mr Higurashi. Kagome reckoned it was the same look when they were introduced to Sesshoumaru's mother.
She really needed to stop thinking on the past. It was over and she was never ever going back to the Feudal Era. Focusing back on the text of Macbeth, the high pitched squeals of the girls distracted her again. It was annoying and she was trying to decipher the old ancient texts, "Fair is foul, and foul is fair.
Hover through the fog and filthy - "
'Oh my god! Look at those abs'
- What the-
'I can't believe they are together!'
-Oh for Merlin's sake. This is a library!- Kagome looked up from her book and glared at the table.
"Silencio!" she exclaimed, mimicking the tone and command her English teacher would use to quieten the class. As if there was an invisible source of magic, the library returned to its quiet and peace, safe for the scratching of pens on the paper and occasional rustling of books being turned. The group of four who were making noises stared at each other jaw opened, fingering and gesturing at each other. Whilst, the rest of the students in the library stole a glance at the group in quiet amusement and got back on their school work, grateful for the quietness.
Kagome shrugged her shoulder, she did not know what caused that. It was definitely not her. Maybe the girls on the front table took her hint or her prayer was answered. She returned to her texts, contented with the quiet and peaceful late afternoon. Perhaps there was more about her that she did not know but for now she did not care.
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Charles Weasley was a busy man. He had traveled to Europe to seek supporters for the Order of Phoenix and recently received an assignment to transport a Common Welsh Green in Japan back to England. The dragon was on loan to the Mahoutokoro School of Magic in Japan for twenty years and it was time to return it to the higher mountain regions in Wales. So far, the Welsh Green dragon was fairly cooperative for there was no mishaps -yet-. The Ministry of Magic was very careful and meticulous with the planning of the return route to transport the precious native dragon back to its homeland, across the continents. No one would see them in this early hours. Not in some dense forest, uninhabited by dwellings. Well, no one but a young lady, dressed in muggle clothing, standing dangerously way too close to the Common Welsh Green.
Charles first instinct was to stupefy the young lady and then obviate her memories. However, upon closer inspection, she certainly did not act like most muggles when they came face to face with a real-living dragon. She was looking at the Welsh Green in awe, not frightened but excited. Her eyes glowed and looked as if she was longing for something. The Welsh Green was looking at her in a similar fashion but Charles knew very well what it meant. Before the young lady could do anything drastic to cause harm to herself or the dragon, Charles stepped forward with a bucket full of lamb meat he brought from his tent. It was feeding time for the Welsh Green and he did not want to take any chance for the dragon to devour the lady. It certainly was hungry and swallowed a lamb whole as soon as it got hold of its feed.
"Is she yours?" a clear voice spoke.
It took him a while to register that the young lady had indeed spoken to him, in his native tongue, asking him a question about the female Welsh Green. Then, Charles wondered, how she knew about dragons, let alone identify one's gender.
"No, she belongs to the Ministry of Magic in England. I am in charge of transporting her safely back to Wales."
The young lady merely nodded her head and said, "She is beautiful. I suppose most dragons have a fiery temper."
"All dragons, actually. You cannot tame a dragon," said Charles and he stretched out his hand. "I am Charles Weasley, pleased to meet you."
"Higurashi Kagome, pleased to meet you too," Kagome replied as she gave him a firm handshake.
"Miss Higurashi, pardon my rudeness, may I ask why you are here?" - in the forest alone in the early morning-
Kagome did not seem offended and answered, "I am actually on my way to school, you see, I take an hour to go to school, so I usually left home at five in the morning. I was just walking down the shrine stairs when I felt an unfamiliar aura, so I looked up and saw her flying towards the forest. Then I followed, I was curious. It has been a long while since I saw a dragon."
"You are a student from Mahoutokoro School of Magic, then?" Charles asked causally, letting his guard downs. Charles was not sure the reason he trusted Kagome to share with her about the magical world. Perhaps, he supposed she was not a muggle but a witch with magical abilities. Muggles could not sense another being's aura after all.
"Mahoutokoro? I have never heard of the school. I am attending Shudo High School," answered Kagome, pointing to her school badge on her blazer. "Wait, did you just mentioned magic twice?"
"Yes."
"Magic is real in this world too?"
Charles thought it was strange that she said "this world". What other world would she be living? So he clarified, "You mean the Muggle world?"
"I am afraid I do not know the meaning of 'Muggle'."
"Muggle is a person who lacks any sort of magical ability and was not born into the magical world," Charles explained.
"Oh, I guess I am not a Muggle then?" said Kagome tentatively. "My family are born priests or priestesses and has guarded the Higurashi Shrine for many generations."
"Yes, you are definitely not a muggle. You can sense aura. There is no doubt you are a witch."
"Witch? I am a priestess but to call myself a witch? Is that what they call magical people in England?"
"Yes and I am a wizard," said Charles proudly and pleased to know that he need not use magic to alter her memories on witnessing the Common Welsh Green.
"Please tell me I am dreaming," said Kagome dramatically as she prattled on. "Of course I am. I have only met magical beings in the other side. Wake up, Kagome. This is just another fantasy of the world you dearly missed. –Ouch- that hurts - Wait, it is not supposed to hurt. Look, the green dragon is still there and the wizard as well. Great, just great. My imagination must have gone wilder after reading all the texts on the three witches in Macbeth to create a magical creature and a wizard from the other side of the globe telling me that I am a witch. I've got one more scene to review before I reach school. I need to wake up!"
Charles stared at the queer girl who spoke in English for a while and upon pinching herself on the cheek, continued to rumble on in a foreign language, he guessed it was Japanese. He was clueless on what she was saying but caught a word or two, 'Macbeth' and 'witch'.
"I think you can stop pinching your cheek, Miss Higurashi,"said Charles as if pacifying a child. "You are quite awake."
"What? Oh right, I am so sorry Mr Weasley," said Kagome as she removed her hand from her cheek, leaving a red mark. "You and the dragon are not an epitome of my imagination?"
"No, you are not definitely not dreaming. This is a true living dragon, a Common Welsh Green."
The Welsh Green had just finished its last piece of raw lamb and licked its lips smugly. Then it looked at the two small creatures on his feet.
"How can this be?" whispered Kagome, still unable to comprehend the situation. "I thought magic only belonged to the other world."
"Perhaps you should ask your parents. You mentioned they are magical people," said Charles as he dismissed her comment on the 'other world' and picked up the empty bucket.
"Well, I suppose," said Kagome and she glanced at her watch. It was a quarter past five. "You must be a busy person, Mr Weasley and it's been nice talking to you."
"Likewise, Miss Higurashi."
"Well, I've got a train to catch."
"That is understandable but I have a request to ask for you not to whisper a word about our meeting."
"You have my word," said Kagome and she waved to Charles as she began making her way out of the forest, "Goodbye Mr Weasley. Goodbye, dragon. Have a safe trip and good morning!"
"Thank you and I bade you farewell."
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Kagome was pleasantly surprised to find her father at home when she came back from school. Buyo brushed against her legs at the doorway as she changed into her pair of slippers. She picked up Buyo and said, "You are heavy, Buyo." The cat simply purred and settled on her hands lazily. She walked to the kitchen and greeted her father who was preparing dinner. Her mother had gone to the hospital with Grandpa for his annual health check-up. Meanwhile, Souta was not in the house, probably loitering near the Higurashi Shrine.
"How is your day?" Mr Higurashi asked.
"Fine. I have a test for Shakespeare's sonnets tomorrow."
"You can ask me if you need help. Dinner will be ready shortly. Take your shower before that."
Mr Higurashi had been tutoring his children on English literature and language since they were young. It was no surprise that Kagome did well for her English language examinations for her junior high school finals despite her frequent visits to the Feudal Era. Her knowledge in this subject was above the average of the Japanese students and she was often questioned for her native accent when speaking English, an envy of many students and teachers alike.
"Yes, Papa," said Kagome. She contemplated on placing Buyo on the mat in the living and headed for the shower but she wanted answers. So, she asked the question, "Do you know what a Common Welsh Green is?"
"Where do you hear that from?" asked Mr Higurashi distantly, cracking an egg and beating it. Kagome could not tell if he was tensed or surprised at her question.
"From a book on mythology in English literature," Kagome lied, hopefully her father did not catch it.
"I see," said Mr Higurashi. "A Common Welsh Green is a mythical creature or simply a dragon. It is said to be a native of Wales and nests in the higher mountain regions. That's all I know. Is this information helpful for your schoolwork?"
"Yes, it is helpful," said Kagome and she thanked her father before she went upstairs to her room.
She had a nagging feeling that her father knew something. Well, the conversation could wait.
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Souta sulked under the old ancient tree. It happened again, he had touched the pencil case of his classmate which turned into a lizard. It was definitely not him. That must be a prank of his classmate but instead he was given a detention. His teacher could not comprehend the reason he was behaving mischievously for the past weeks but he was not. Those little 'pranks' and 'tricks' were not of his doings, he could not have done it on purpose. Then, there was a time when he was playing softball and the ball literally flew to him.
"Sensei! Souta did it again! He cheated!"
"I did not," Souta exclaimed.
"You did," said the opponent team member.
"I did not!"
"Did too! You made the ball move towards you, you freak!"
"I am not a freak," Souta shouted.
At that, a tennis ball flew across the field and hit the opponent team member on the head, knocking him out. The students practicing tennis at the tennis court next to the softball pitch, looked at them bewildered.
"Higurashi Souta!" the softball coach bellowed.
"I did not do anything, Sensei," Souta said, trying to explain what happened.
For the incident, he was given a warning and his parents got a call from the school principal. Fortunately, the boy hit by the tennis ball was not seriously injured. Souta would never forgive himself if he was indeed the one who caused anyone harm.
"Souta, what are you doing here?"
Souta looked up and saw his sister standing in front of him. Her hair was still wet after the shower.
"Dinner is ready. Papa made hamburgers," said Kagome.
"Ok," replied Souta but made no move to get up.
"Did something happened in school?" Kagome asked as she took a seat beside her brother.
"Ken's pencil case turned into a lizard when I touched it."
"And?" said Kagome as she placed her arms around Souta. She knew enough about her brother's difficulties in school.
"My classmates are avoiding me," said Souta dejectedly as he rested his head on his sister's shoulder. "People called me names."
Kagome said gently, "I know. It is not your fault."
"I used to have friends in school. Now, no one wants to be my friend anymore."
Kagome hoped to ease her brother's pain and held him closer to her. "Do you believe there is magic in this world?"
Souta seemed startled by the question. "You mean this may be all because of magic? But I can't have performed magic. I am not a trained priest yet."
"There are other forms of magic," explained Kagome. "And I am not a priestess until I fell down the well. My powers were sealed, remember. Do you think there may be something magical about what happened in school?"
"I don't know. I just want these things to stop and I can be friends with Takashi, Ken and Aya again," said Souta, clearly confused and distressed by his sister's words.
Kagome wanted to tell him about her encounter with the dragon and the wizard but decided not to because she had promised not to speak a word about it. Instead, she held her brother's hand and said, "Let's head back to the house, shall we?"
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A/N My first attempt at writing HP/Inuyasha Crossover. Pairings undecided. Hope you enjoy reading.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or Inuyasha.