Snap, Crackle, Bang!

A/N: This story is set as Kagome comes back from the past for the last time, at age 16 (I'm not sure if that's canon but my story assumes that it only takes a year for the series to finish.) This places her in sixth year. In this story, her time in the past is over, and she can't go back. Chapters will probably all be under 2000 words, so that I can write and upload them more frequently. She also still has the jewel. In my story, the premise is that she spends days in the void until, for what seems to be no apparent reason, she gets back to her time. Hope you enjoy it!

Chapter 1

She had cried for days after she got out of that dismal, dark abyss. The tears wouldn't stop coming, it was too much to bear. She had lost everything- her best friends were like a second family to her. Kagome had spent hours, her face drenched in tears, jumping into the well, praying that she would be able to go back, to see them all one last time. Being out of the void was just as bad as being inside of it – she had lost so much that it was eating her alive.

Kagome couldn't go back to the past. And her time wasn't any better. She was failing all of her classes due to her extensive 'illness', and she had grown apart from her modern-day friends, leaving her alone.

From the kitchen, her mother had watched her spend days in the well-house, mourning her friends. And she was sick of it. The last thing Satsuke Higurashi wanted was to watch her daughter waste away in the well-house, crying over people alive five-hundred years ago. Taking a deep breath, she walked out towards the well house, knocking gently on the wooden door to let her daughter know she was there.

"Kagome?" She called out softly.

Her daughter sat on the edge of the well, gazing down it, tears rolling down her cheeks, "Hi, Mama," She replied slowly, her voice rough from crying.

"Oh, Kagome," Satsuke took her daughter into her arms, comforting her as she shook.

"I miss them so much," She whispered into her mother's shoulder.

"I know you do. I know losing them has been hard on you, but it will get easier with time. You saved us all, Kagome. You and your friends saved Japan, if you hadn't stopped Naraku who knows what could have happened. You have done an incredible thing, and you are so, so strong," Mrs Higurashi soothed.

"I'm sorry," Kagome sniffed, "They wouldn't want me to be like this, would they? I've done all I can for them, but it hurts so much that I'll never see them again. It's like everything here is a constant reminder of what happened."


Albus sat in his study, a grave look on his face.

"Whatever is wrong, Albus?" Minervia asked, her eyebrows raised.

"I can feel it. His power is growing," He replied ominously.

"He-who-shall-not-be-named?" The transfiguration professor asked in a hushed voice.

The headmaster nodded in response, confirming her fears, "And I know what he is after. She shall be safe here, but I worry it could place a target on our students."

Minervia swallowed, but wanted to remain strong, "Hogwarts is more than safe for her. I would rather it be here, where the school is full of strong witches and wizards than in the muggle world. You know they don't know how to defend themselves against the likes of he-who-shall-not-be-named."

"I have complete faith in you, Minervia. I, too, do not wish for the muggles to get involved in our affairs. Very well, I shall visit her myself tomorrow. Would you like to accompany me?"

She chuckled, "I have a class to teach. I am sure you can handle her on your own."


Kagome lay awake that night, wondering what would become of her Feudal Era friends. It was obvious to everyone that Sango and Miroko cared for each other deeply, she only hoped he could put aside his perverted ways to make her happy. Sango had stuck by her side through thick and thin, and had been the sister she never had. Miroku was like a wise older brother to her, offering the best advice when he wasn't asking women to 'bear his child.'

Shippou had been like a surrogate son to her, and Kagome wanted nothing but the best for him. He, without a shadow of a doubt, deserved it. It hurt to think of him, he had lost his parents and now her, the girl he looked up to as a mother-figure.

And Inuyasha. He would probably find some way to resurrect Kikyo, or go to hell to be with her. It was what he wanted after all. Kagome felt tears roll down her cheeks as she thought of all the times he called her a cheap imitation, or that he abandoned her to go chase after the clay-corpse of the woman he loved.

'Why should I cry over him?' She thought to herself, 'Here, nobody thinks of me as a useless copy. Here, I can be myself, without Kikyo's legacy hanging over me.'

She knew, deep down inside, they would never have wanted her to mourn over them. But she would, because she cared about them.

Sunlight started to pour into her room, making her squint as she looked at her alarm clock. It was 6:33 am, she hadn't realised that she had spent hours reminiscing about what once was. With a groan, she pulled herself out of her bed, stopping only to glance down at the jewel that was still strung around her neck.

'One small jewel gave me my second family,' She mused, before her thoughts turned on her, 'But it also took them away.'


It was half-past one in the morning, which was not the usual time Albus awoke, but he had to calculate the time he would apparate to Japan around their times. 'It would be no good to turn up at the Higurashi shrine at three am, now, would it?' He thought, wrapping one hand around his wand and the other around some books and a letter.

It was time to retrieve the girl before anyone else had the opportunity to get to her.