AN: No, I don't own Harry Potter, owned by J. K. Rowling, and Inuyasha, owned by Rumiko Takahashi. This chapter has a lot more characters and interaction, so I hope you like the third chapter of My Name is Gabriel.
Chapter Three
Getting out of the car, Harry picked Gabriel up, smiling as the boy giggled and followed Hermione and Ron down the street to the new café that Hermione had heard about, Jewel. Harry sighed, wondering how they convinced him to come to the new café that day, rather than the old one they loved so much, only to hear Gabriel's excited chatter with Ron about how they were going to a new place for lunch that weekend. It was a tradition that every Saturday, they went to lunch together, and it had been a very important thing to the three oldest members of the group since school.
Back at Hogwarts, during their fifth and sixth years, each of them started to get busier. Harry was in a bad relationship at the time, although he didn't realize it, with Cho demanding that he did everything for her, including waiting on her hand and foot. Ron had gotten more into Quidditch, finding that he needed more and more time alone, especially to control the anger at Neville dating his little sister, and Hermione had signed up for more and more classes, almost exceeding the capabilities of a Time-Turner. They each had almost grown apart, until they realized that they were about to lose their closest and first wizarding friend. So, they decided that no matter what, no matter where they were, they would always get together on Saturday for lunch. Every week, no matter what the circumstances.
He smiled, remembering all the things that had happened during their weekly breaks. Ron had proposed to Hermione during one of them, somehow having convinced Harry to help him hire a band. He snickered, remembering Ron's horrible attempt at singing until Hermione broke down laughing, in tears of joy and mirth, and accepted. Another great time was when he'd told Hermione and Ron he was going to be an uncle. To this day, he didn't know how he dealt without Gabriel, the little boy truly lived up to his name, Sent from God.
Finally getting to the café, he passed the squirming Gabriel into Ron's arms, the redhead smirking and starting to whisper about pranks his brothers had played, carefully treading around the subject of magic. Since Gabriel had been around Harry, Hermione and himself so much, Ron asked his father to find that the young boy could become a wizard later in life, due to so much exposure to magic, but it wasn't a sure thing. He could only hope that his best friend's nephew, who he proudly noted called him Uncle Ron, would become a wizard.
Hermione smiled, watching her husband with the little boy, laughing to themselves, and got a table, looking curiously at the man who seated them. She had researched demons, and had read that with some of them, one could just tell. If she had to guess, she would say the man was one, possible a cat, or a fox. His red hair was braided down his back and his green eyes were just a little too bright, but she shrugged. She had probably read too much and gotten too deep into her books. He took their orders, and gave her a smile, which was quickly returned, after he noticed her staring.
Shippou took the orders, smiling at the brown haired woman, and tucking the notebook into the breast pocket of his formfitting green shirt, before returning to the kitchen and laughing, watching a flustered Kagome rush in the door, throw on her apron and smile, sighing in relief at not being caught. She was just washing her hands, thanking goodness that there was only one table filled for the day, when Sesshomaru walked in, still smirking the same way he had five hundred years ago, only to tell her that he knew she was late.
She dropped her head, her braid dipping dangerously close to the warm soapy water, and Shippou moved it, kissing her cheek. She smiled at him, happy that they'd all decided to braid their hair. Sesshomaru had protested, but Kagome had convinced him, asking him to let her braid it. He had let her, only to find she'd tied a pink silk bow in it, and to be more frustrated when Rin had told him she thought it was cute, asking him to leave it in. So he had, never being able to refuse Rin.
Kagome smiled, quickly making up the orders and helping Shippou take them out on the cart, only to have them snatched by the twenty year old, who was still the five year old kitsune she'd taken care of, "Kagome, I've got it. Go back inside, alright?" He kissed her nose and smiled teasingly before pushing the cart to the table, Kagome wrinkling her nose slightly as he let his tail out of his black pants just long enough to swish at her.
She giggled and walked behind the bakery counter, pinning her nametag on her royal blue blouse, and straightening her black dress slacks, before looking around the place that would be hers for a graduation present. It was a warm and cozy place near the city, with a garden out front. There were tables inside with flowers on every table, small pieces of pastel colored plastic reflecting the light around the place. The tables outside were just as nice, all hardwood, shined with small trinkets stuck in them and covered over with a clear plastic so people could see through them. On the ceiling, there was a table top attached, being the main lighting.
She noted for Sesshomaru that the only people in the café had chosen the secluded back booth. He always seemed to want to know what people chose at different intervals, so that he could improve his businesses. She couldn't see the people's faces, but knew there were four; three adults and a young child. As Shippou came back from serving them and winked at her with a smile, Kagome smiled back, hugging him before looking down with pride at all the things he'd taught her how to make so that she could proudly say that she'd made every single baked good under the glass. Shippou was called away again, and Kagome giggled, about to go back into the kitchen when she was tapped on the shoulder.
Shippou was holding the young child she saw, the smile on his face only growing when the little boy leapt off Shippou into her arms, starting his two-breath exclamation, "Miss Kagome! I'm so glad to see you! I missed you, but Uncle Harry said we probably wouldn't see you again! I'm so glad to see you! When I saw you, I told Uncle Harry, but Uncle Harry said it wasn't you. After I asked him a couple times, he said that since there aren't many people here, I could come check. I knew it was you, Miss Kagome!" She smiled back, hugging the little boy, and laughed, rubbing back as he tried to catch his breath.
"It's good to see you too, Gabriel, I missed you too. I'd like you to meet someone. Gabriel, this is my little brother, Shippou. Shippou, Gabriel is the boy from the beach I told you about." Gabriel grinned, sticking out his hand, and Shippou smiled, thinking that this boy is somewhat like what he must have been like back in the Feudal Era, shaking his hand.
"Nice to meet you, Mr. Shippou." He then turned his bright green eyes back to Kagome and smiled, showing he'd recently lost a tooth in the front. Shippou told him to just call him Shippou, rather than Mr., telling him that when someone called him that, he felt old.
Kagome giggled, "Gabriel, do you know who owns this place?" He shook his head and she smiled back, "Well, my big brother does. He's in the kitchen, do you want to meet him?" Gabriel's smile grew, until Kagome thought his face was going to split, Shippou and Kagome laughing. They took him into the kitchen, and introduced him to Sesshomaru, who was surprised to meet such a hyper and smart, but polite young boy. After introducing them, Sesshomaru silently picked the boy from Kagome's arms, taking him outside. Shippou and Kagome looked at each other in surprise, wondering what was going on, and were about to go out and check a few minutes later when Sesshomaru came back.
Without explanation, he handed the young boy back to Kagome, Gabriel giggling uncontrollably, and told Kagome to give him a free item from the bakery. She nodded and smiled, letting him pick, only to be surprised when he asked to try some of the things he didn't recognize. Letting him take some samples, she and Shippou joked around with him, blocking him from Sesshomaru's view when he left so he didn't see the boy getting samples, only to hear Gabriel rush over to Sesshomaru and hug his leg. When Gabriel was done, she walked back to the table, his hand in hers, carrying his place one side, chocolate chip cake, and chocolate pocky on the other.
Back at the table, Harry, Ron and Hermione had been having a heated discussion about Auror business. Voldemort was back, after taking a few years hiatus, and was starting to use a different kind of power, a kind that came from Japan. Not much was known about it, even by Japanese scholars, but it was very strong, and could easily overpower the magic they knew, only being able to be defeated by certain types of people. The problem was that even though they were watching carefully, the powers seemed to be disappearing, not only in England, but in Japan and America as well. They knew that it was being taken care of, but every time some would disappear, they would hear of another burst later, somewhere nearby, and be ready, only to have it go away right before they got there.
Turning to see Gabriel, Harry was surprised to see that his nephew was right, the five year old holding hands with a smiling Kagome. Introducing her to Hermione and Ron, Hermione had given him a look, asking if this was the woman he had been speaking about the day before. At his nod, she had gotten infinitely nicer, inviting her to sit with them and talk for a while.
