'THE RISING MOON'

Disclaimer: 'I don't own Harry Potter or Yu Yu Hakusho, if I did I would be enjoying a hot Jacuzzi bath and NOT writing fanfiction.' "nor do I own Whinny the Pooh."

Hiya everybody, this is my first fanfiction and I wanted to do something different. A crossover. However, one thing I noticed about just about every slash crossover is that they would never cross the pairings! AAAARGH! This made me so very frustrated that it led to this creation. So far, it's not much of a crossover as only Shuichi is from another show (Yu Yu Hakusho) and he's more commonly known as Kurama (this was changed for a REASON) umm… yeah. I screwed around with the timeline, but I KNOW WHAT I'M DOING. This is set…

…12 YEARS IN THE PAST (Harry's not alive yet)

And Lucius is the same age as Severus. (He was 41 in book 5, he's 36 at that time)

5th year: Tonks, Shuichi, Andrew 7th year: Lucius, Severus, the Marauders

CHAPTER 1 'Akai Hana'

"Doing okay there red?"

Shuichi turned and smiled at one of his best friends, Nymphadora Tonks (of course she absolutely abhorred her first name, and only answered to Tonks.)

"Wonderful. How was Divination?"

Tonks grinned

"Complete bullshit. I doubt the celestial bodies hate me so much that I'll eventually become an alcoholic, after being stabbed by my Bisexual lover."

Shuichi half listened to her, and took in her new appearance. Her hair was electric blue and her eyes were heavy with black eyeliner. Being a metamorphmagus was pretty convenient for someone like her, without having to pay for Dye and all (A/N curses!) Granted, Shuichi's hair was a brilliant red, and his eyes were bright green. Making him quite the looker. Of course, most people think he's a girl at first, but whatever.

They both had potions next and walked together to the dungeons. Once in the room, Tonks somehow managed to knock down and destroy some pretty rare looking potion materials, which were then hastily pushed behind the others out of sight. But otherwise it was uneventful.

Their potions professor, Michael Pollens, was out of class indefinitely for "personal reasons." This was not a crying shame, and most were more interested in who they would have as a substitute.

Shuichi looked around.

"When do you think they're going to show up?" he asked Tonks.

She shrugged, "Dunno. Maybe we'll be able to leave if he doesn't show up."

Shuichi looked around and saw Malfoy staring at him. He made a disgusted look at Tonks. "I sure hope so."

She followed his gaze. "Aww… widdle Shu has a cwush on Luscious?"

"Don't call him that!"

"What?" she inquired, looking over again, "he is very hot."

Shuichi fumed at her, but before he could retort, someone walked into the room.

A man with fair colored hair with a flushed face came into the class, tossing a pile of loose papers and folders onto the front desk. He turned around to address the class.

"Hello everyone, I'll be your substitute for a while I suppose, while Mr. Pollens is away. Apparently someone was a little absent-minded with his instructions and it took a few accios to find them. Believe it or not, they ended up being in the girl's prefect bathroom."

He coughed and looked at the papers pointedly.

"Um, so apparently you were just starting with strengthening potions right?"

A spectacled ravenclaw happened to nod.

"Okay! So, oh yeah. My name is prof. Remarque. So I'll look through these and write the instructions on the board." He turned around and began writing.

"Darn," Tonks pouted, "I was hoping we'd skip the lesson and just do homework."

"Since when do you do homework?" said Shuichi, with a grin.

"Shut up."

Unfortunately, professor Remarque was a fairly competent teacher, and Tonks and Shuichi were soon working on their potion.

"So, what are you going to do for Halloween this year?" Tonks said offhandedly.

Shuichi threw in some beetle legs, "I really don't know… you're going to have to help me out, this is your forte y'know?"

"I don't know. But I'm going to be something cool this year." puffed Tonks.

"Not Winnie the pooh?"

"My mom wanted me to wear that!" Tonks whispered harshly.

Shuichi laughed as he stirred the potion with a cedar spoon as instructed.

"At least I'm not pining over some greasy prick with a warrant for a dark mark." Returned Tonks.

Shuichi looked at her sharply, "why would you say that?" he asked, a bit of hurt in his voice.

"Look I'm sorry," she sighed, "I shouldn't have said that, but you know that he's not a nice guy, it's going to happen eventually."

"I don't want to talk about." Said Shuichi, looking away. Quickly he turned back. "Oh shit! oh shit! oh shit!"

"Wha? Ohhhh…" Said Tonks as Lucius began walking towards them.

Shuichi sidled towards Tonks with his head ducked, really not wanting to look at Lucius in the eye. Tonks stood straight and worked resolutely to keep her face straight. Luscius passed and as Shuichi happened to look up Lucius winked at him as he went to the ingredient cabinet.

The corner of Tonk's mouth quirked.

Shuichi looked wide-eyed at Tonks with a bright blush on his face, and she burst into a fit of giggles knocking over the ingredients into the potion.

"Oh Fuck!"

Shuichi banged his head repeatedly on the table when he heard Tonks begin to tell Andrew what happened in potions class.

"Wait what happened?" Said Andrew when he saw Tonks laughing at Shuichi.

"Lucius," she sputtered, "he hit on Shuichi again."

Andrew rolled his eyes; "well that's nothing new."

Shuichi hit him over the head

"Ow!"

"Shut it." Said Shuichi, looking slightly harassed. "Let's just do our Homework."

The three of them were sitting in the Ravenclaw Dormitory, attempting to finish off their massive amounts of homework.

Andrew Thomas was in the same year as Shuichi and Tonks, and one of their best friends. Tall and dark skinned, he was one of the top students of the year, and he was also a prefect. Being the sweet tempered guy he was he didn't pick on Shuichi long. Even Tonks laid off him for a while.

The year was 1977, and the Lord Voldemort was rising in power. You could not meet one person whose life hadn't been affected by him. Deatheaters where joining him in large numbers, and people were suspicious of one another, prejudices were growing, and everyone feared that they would come home to a Dark mark. The Dark Lord's ability to cause animosity was past a point that even he could control. These were dark times.

Even children in school were being pressured to either join the Dark Lord and his hatred, or stand against him and all he stood for. Many already carried the dark mark under concealment charms.

Thank you, everyone. If you liked it and have constructive criticism, review! If you think it sucked balls, don't read it anymore! I REALLY hope to continue, and probably will even if people suffer seizures from reading this, I'd probably just put it up on some het website and laugh at all the flames people send me. YAY!

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