A/N Yes, yes, another story, but you know, all you hungry readers and reviews love my crossovers just nod and pretend you do if you don't and so this one must be liked as well!

Oh, and Jayme? I changed the original thought you/I/we had for it, so it's kinda different.

Chapter Dedication: Jayme Aaron! The AMAZING HarryPotterCrossoverSlash writer who is allowing me to write a story with his plot, as well mix it up with my own crap; I mean..uhh IDEAS! Yeah, sure, let's go with that…

Disclaimer: No one Harry Potter. No own Inuyasha. No own the plot either…Then what the hell DO I own?!

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Prologue

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"W-Why are you doing this?" A woman's voice cried out, her dark green eyes starring at the man before her, the one that she had presumably fallen in love with.

"Because you mean nothing to me," He spoke, smirking. This reply only caused for the woman to cry harder.

"How can you say that?" She fell to her knees, head bent, and tears flowing behind her chestnut brown hair.

Still smirking, the long black haired man crouched down to her level, using his long, slender, index finger to lift her head up. He stared his own red eyes into her bright, tear filled green ones, "Everything I ever told you was a lie. You mean nothing to me. You are only a woman, to be used then rid of when there is no more need for you."

Once again tears welled up in her emerald eyes, "After everything…" she took a deep breath and continued, "After we fought to prove our love, against everyone who tried to stop us. After you proclaimed your love for me in front of the entire school, and after we made love that night! You can honestly say to me that none of that meant anything to you?!"

"Yes." He stood, grabbed a long trench coat from a chair by the door, walking by the table next to it, and placed a gold ring on it. With no more reasons left to ever have to see the woman he presumably loved again, he left, leaving her crying in the apartment they once shared.

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"Harry, please come with me," The teenaged wizard nodded to his two friends before getting up and following his Head of House, Professor McGonagall. She had just a minute before came into the Gryffindor Common Room looking for him.

"What is it, Professor?" He asked, as the two walked down the hallway and up a couple stair cases.

"Dumbledore wishes to talk to you about something important," The Transfiguration Professor replied, briskly walking towards the statue which lead to the school's Headmaster's office.

"Chocolate Frogs," She spoke quickly, walking up the steps as soon as they appeared. Completely confused by the haste in her step, Harry could only follow.

"Minerva, come in," The legendary boy heard Dumbledore say through the door before he even reached the top step.

At the sight of the two, Albus stood in greeting, and offered the two seats before his desk. "Harry, there is something important that needs to be discussed with you."

He nodded, "Yes, but I am quite confused. Why was it such a rush getting up here?"

The Headmaster let out a light sigh, "I didn't quite know what to say when I found out, nor did I know what exactly to do about it, either. This left me with the only way to go about it, and that is to tell you the truth as soon as possible."

At Harry's confused expression, Dumbledore picked up an old looking piece of parchment off of his desk. The paper was yellowed and warn at the edges, most likely from age, and as it was unfolded Harry noted the creases were worn, obviously opened and closed numerous times. "If you don't mind my asking, Professor, what is that?"

"This," Dumbledore looked up from the letter, "is a letter from your mother."

Minerva was also quite shocked. She knew somewhat the extent of what Harry needed to know, yet didn't think it would be concerning his family in such a way. "Professor, if it is from my mother why am I only being told now, at the age of sixteen, instead of sooner?"

"It seems there are some things concerning your family that only few know about, those few including James, Lily, and two women by the names of Kinue, and Azusa, as well as the two girls' parents."

"Kinue?" Harry and Minerva asked at the same time.

"Your birth mother," The two were shocked, Harry more so, however. He couldn't possibly have a different mother than Lily, it was impossible! He was always told he looked so much like his parents, how could they not be blood related? It was impossible, Harry told himself.

"How, Albus? I mean…" Minerva's voice trailed off, remembering the Half-Japanese, Half-American Ravenclaw from years before.

"Your mother," The aged man looked upon Harry with soft, sentimental eyes, "had been through a lot. She was so friendly and smart; it seemed no one could hurt her. The thought became stronger after all she went through with who she believed was the love of her life, a man by the name of Naraku. Naraku was a Slytherin, and when the two began going out, nobody thought it was real. Kinue and Naraku went through many people to prove they loved each other, and at first it was their parents.

"Her mother was a British squib, and her father a Japanese wizard, and with the upcoming war they knew how Slytherin's couldn't be trusted. His parents, however, were mad only because of her blood. Even though her mother was a squib, coming from a magical family, they still wouldn't accept the fact their son loved her. Not only was she kind but to them her blood meant everything.

"Eventually, the fight with each their own families became much heated, and they both ended up losing contact with them. Now, however they had to face the school. Slytherin girls were jealous, for many liked this Naraku, fellow. As well, Kinue's friends were worried for her and mad, as well. They worried she'd become hurt, and mad she didn't listen to anyone. What seemed to quiet everyone down, however, was in their 7th year, Naraku got up in front of everyone and proclaimed his love for Kinue, asking her to marry him. This act made everyone open their eyes up to what the two shared.

"The two graduated the school with flying colors, and were now living in a muggle apartment together. Less than a month later, however, Naraku walked out on her. Her friends shook their heads at her, wishing she had only listened.

"To make matters worse, or at least more difficult, she found out she was pregnant," Dumbledore stopped and looked at Harry, "with you. She went to her parents, and although it took time for them to patch things up between each other, she was allowed back into their home. During all this, though, she had her younger sister, Azusa, to help her through her pregnancy pains, for she too was pregnant. The girls' father wouldn't look at either of them for quite some time, ashamed of what had befallen his daughters. Azusa, Kinue's sister, was allowed to stay, as well as Kinue mainly because his wife fought with him arguing about what would happen to their grandchildren.

"After the last few months of her pregnancy, Kinue had begun to have nightmares. They plagued her frequently, and left her screaming in the morning. It wasn't even a month later that the nightmares began did she give birth to a healthy baby boy. As soon as she was able to hold her child did she make a decision, he was to be given away.

"If Naraku caught wind of this, he'd no doubtfully try and take his son. Everyone tried to talk Kinue out of this assumption, but she wouldn't let it go. One day her sister came to her and asked why she wanted to give up her child. Kinue responded that in all the nightmares she had, they were all of Naraku. All of Naraku taking her child, and doing treacherous things to get to him and to him. Seeing it, even in dreams, was so real to your mother, she wouldn't dare let that actually happen.

"When asked who she wished to have you given to, Kinue was stumped. Nobody close could be chosen, for they could be Naraku's first guess. Luckily, she and Azusa remembered one of Kinue's old friends, the one to stay friends with her 'til the school year ended. When the idea was asked to her, the young mother agreed. If anyone could care for the child like she would, it was Lily Evans.

"And so, the baby boy, Kinue, Azusa and Azusa's newborn girl all went to visit Lily and her newly married husband, James. When they heard what happened in the end to Kinue and Naraku, Lily couldn't help but want to keep their child safe. She vowed that day, to protect the child and treat him like her own." Dumbledore was nearly finished.

"So ensure safety, Kinue suggested a blood ritual. Lily was apprehensive, but she agreed. Although they never expected the protection Lily provided to be used on anyone besides Naraku, if he found you, it effectively kept you alive from Voldemort's attack."

Harry and Minerva were both silent for a bit, until Harry finally spoke up, "How did you come to know all of this, Professor?"

"A lot I know from when they attended and the rest from this letter, Harry," Albus answered, motioning to the aged piece of parchment that still sat in his hands.

"Albus," Minerva spoke up, "Didn't you tell me earlier there was something else besides family information that Harry needed to know?"

"Ah yes," Dumbledore turned to the Gryffindor student once again, "This letter was given to Lily by Kinue when you were adopted by them. She wanted you to know what happened , and to know that she loved you. She wrote in it that you were to stay with your Aunt Azusa when you come the age of sixteen, as well."

Harry was shocked, but couldn't help asking, "What became of this letter when I was sent to the Dursley's? And why wouldn't I have gone to stay with my Aunt Azusa instead?"

"At the time the fact you were adopted was known by few, and when it was set up who you were to go live with, no one seemed to know or remember that you were adopted. The letter, I've come to know recently, was 'lost' when they emptied out Lily and James' house. It seems just a bit of time ago someone was going through the furniture, wherever it was sent to, and found the letter in it. Luckily, it was given to us right away.

"The reason why you were sent to the Dursley's is simple; because Petunia and Lily are sisters, the defense that had been set up upon your adoption would still be in effect, keeping you safe throughout your childhood."

Taking everything in, Harry nodded slowly. The three sat in silence for a bit before Harry looked up at the Headmaster once more, "When will I leave to stay with Azusa?"

"In a week, I believe. The year has only just begun, so if you begin school with your Aunt, it won't be too late into the year, I believe." Harry nodded, and stood up. "Is it alright if I hold onto the letter?"

"Of course," Dumbledore smiled kindly as he passed the worn letter over to Harry. The boy didn't deserve this life, he truly didn't, and all these complications and threatening situations.

"Thank you, Professor," Harry said his goodbyes to both adults before heading back to the Gryffindor Common Room, albeit a bit quickly.

"Blimey Harry, what took so long?" Ron asked his friend as soon as he walked into the boy's dormitory. Harry merely shook his head, changed into his pajamas, and sat down on his bed, holding the letter.

That night he read the letter hundreds of times, still not quite believing what was happening. Why sixteen? Why not sooner, would he stay with his Aunt? What became of this Naraku, and why did he leave his 'mother' after all they fought for? Harry sighed, folded the letter up and set it beside his pillow, out of reach so that it would not get ruined while he slept, and quickly after he fell asleep.

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"Hi, Mama," Kagome smiled at her mother as she walked into the kitchen, "Good morning."

"Good morning, Kagome" Azusa Higurashi smiled back, although it was strained, as she set plates of food on the table. "Souta! Father! Breakfast is ready!"

Kagome sighed; her mother had been like this ever since the end of July, as well as her Grandfather. "Mama, is there anything I can do to help?" Azusa shook her head, and Kagome took a seat.

"Good morning Sis," Souta smiled as he sat down across from Kagome, "You too, Mom."

"Good morning, Souta," Kagome replied, as did Azusa, although she once again wore that strained smile.

A few minutes later Kagome's Grandfather walked in, although it seemed like he was thinking off about something. "Mama, Grandfather, is something wrong?"

The two looked up out of their own dazes as if they were startled, "Huh?" They both asked at the same time. Kagome only shook her head, something definitely was up.

'It's been a month already…why haven't we gotten word about Harry yet?' Azusa silently thought as she ate her omelet. 'Did something happen to him?'

The small family, however, was jumped out of their own thoughts as a peck came at the window. "What the…" Souta's voice trailed off as his older sister went to go let the mysterious animal in.

"Mama?" Azusa looked up once more.

"Yes?" She asked with curiosity.

"There's a letter here from an owl addressed to you," Azusa's eldest warily stated.

Visibly, Azusa perked up, "Here, let me see that," Her father was up in seconds as well.

"Is it from…?" Azusa's father's voice trailed off at the end.

"I think so," She smiled. Finally, they received word. Azusa frowned, however, when she saw the length of the letter at the first glance she had of it. The traveling concerns of a sixteen year old couldn't really be that long, could they?

As everyone waited, the mother of the household read on, eyebrows knitted together. Once she was done she turned to her father, "Lily and James died when Harry was around one year old,"

"What?" He exclaimed. They should have been told sooner!

"Yes, he's been staying with Lily's sister's, Petunia, family for the past fifteen years." Kagome listened carefully, 'So this Harry is sixteen, the same age as me.'

"Why wasn't he given to us?" Kagome's Grandfather still questioned, and his daughter only shook her head.

"I do not know, but the letter says that Harry has only justcome to know of Kinue and Naraku, and will be coming in a week," Hearing her mother say Naraku, Kagome turned to stare at Azusa.

"Mama, what does this Harry person have to do with Naraku?" Kagome asked quickly.

"Why do you wish to know, dear?" Azusa asked, curious.

Kagome sighed, "You know the demon we're trying to defeat in the Feudal Era? The one we almost had killed?" Her mother nodded, "He's Naraku."

Kagome's mother gasped, "Surely they can't be the same person…"

"Mom, how common is the name Naraku?" At this Azusa sighed, sitting back down in her chair. "I suppose this'll be an interesting year."

"Year?" Souta asked.

"Yes, you're cousin Harry is coming to stay with us." Azusa explained, "He's Aunt Kinue's son; you're aunt's friend back from school adopted him. It seems the two were killed, however, and the letter Kinue wrote for them to give to Harry wasn't found until recently. No matter, we had planned back when Kagome and Harry were both newly born that he was going to come live with us for a year,"

Azusa's children nodded, understanding somewhat what was going on. Souta thought the idea of a male cousin would be great, since he was constantly surrounded by women or his Grandfather who didn't have much interest in the things he liked. Kagome, however, was lost in thought much like how her mother had been. She couldn't help but think why Naraku had anything to do with her cousin, and what that would mean in the end.

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A/N Okay, you got three different perspectives in this, and it better be enough! I vowed unless this was at least 7 pages long I wouldn't stop writing, and look now, it's almost FIVE AM! Gah! I started around TWO! TWO!

Any who, I hope you all enjoy the story! I have a feeling it'll be pretty fun. Also, please do realize it isn't gonna be solely based around Kagome in the beginning. It'll probably progress to be centered on Harry and Kagome in the plot and how it affects them, etc, but as of now it's only really focused on Harry and Azusa and her father. But yeah

Word Count: 2,678

Yay!