Inu~HP Chap 3

A.N. Her you lot go, two chappies in one day. That is a very unusual thing for me to have done. I do hope that this is still up to the standards that I set for the first two chapters. Hope you have fun reading.

Let it be known that the author known as Mi'era Az'ule does not own the subjects of her Majesty, J.K. Rowling, nor the hanyou, youkai, or ningen who are under the rule of Takahashi-sensei. Although I sure wish I did...sigh...Fluffy-sama.

Chapter 3

Seconds later, Kai came through the fire nearly tripping over me because I was still feeling too nauseous to move. After taking one look at me he set the cat carrier aside knelt beside me and pulled out a slim piece of wood that I knew had to be a wand. I didn't care what Kai was pointing at me; quite frankly, I just wanted to die.

"Finite." He said softly. "Feeling a bit better now?"

Sitting up slowly, I took inventory of my body. I nodded and then drew my fist back and slugged my older brother in the arm.

"OW! What did I do to deserve that?" He looked at me with a wounded expression that I ignored, glaring pointedly at him and then at the fire that was still burning green. "What, oh-OH. Hey," he knelt down beside me. "I'm sorry. I thought that Mum had told you enough about us that it wouldn't have been an unexpected thing."

I opened my mouth to say something, but someone clearing his or her throat interrupted us. After the shock I had gotten from the Floo, I was a little high-strung, and so I went for an arrow, which, surprisingly, I found in my hand, along with a bow. I had it fitted to the string, charged with some of my silvery pink miko powers and aimed in the direction the noise had come from, which was an elderly man who appeared to be the Headmaster of the school I has now in.

I ended up with a butt-load of wands pointed at me. I ignored them and kept the arrow steady and my voice and body language cool. "Who are you and what do you want with me?"

The old man stood and I shifted my weight slightly to keep the arrow trained on him. Kai shifted uneasily and then locked eyes with the old man.

"What did you tell Mahotsukai the first time you met him?"

The man's blue eyes twinkled in a way that I didn't think possible for any human to achieve. "What an honor it is to see you again Mattie. Now it is my turn. Who are you in the Divine Realms?"

Kai gritted his teeth. Obviously he didn't like answering that question. 'I am the consort of Princess Kami and elder brother to those who wield fangs." The old man smiled and then opened his arms wide. "Welcome home Mattie. I apologize for the amount of people here, but I wasn't expecting you until tomorrow morning."

"Mahotsukai, you'd better have a damn fine explanation as to why and how you foobarred this time," I hissed at him. Kai nodded and then slowly pushed my bow until it pointed at the ground.

"It's the stupid time zones," he whispered to me, then, louder, "put it away Kagome. We're surrounded by friends and allies here."

I slowly eased up on my grip until the tension on the string was normal. Swiftly, I un-strung the bow and placed it and the arrow into the quiver that I found lying on the ground, and then swung the quiver over my head to settle it in the center of my back. Then I looked the headmaster in the eye.

"I apologize sir," I told him. "I am accustomed to living in a war situation where I had no idea where the enemy was or when he was going to attack, but when we did know where his headquarters were, it was always a trap. I had to be ready at all times to move out, and was never unprepared to fight. My instincts are too deeply ingrained to just forget them in a night." I bowed to the Headmaster once I was done and stayed facing the floor.

"You may raise, Kagome. Do you mind me using your name?" I stood straight up and shook my head no. "Well then, I see we will get along just fine. I am professor Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and you my dear, have been left far too long without someone to help you gain control of your magic."

"With all due respect, sir, but I have better control over my miko's powers then most of you do over your magic." I pulled one of my arrows out of the quiver and ignored the snicks of drawn wands. "If I were to fire this arrow at someone, what is the probability that that person would die because of where the arrow struck him?"

Dumbledore thought for a moment. "If you hit him in the eye, throat, heart or lung."

I nodded once. "Yes that is true, and it is also true that most of those areas are very small targets, or require an amount of upper body strength that I do not have. However, if I were to fire this plain at any youkai or hanyou, they think it a splinter and no more then that. If I charge it with my miko's powers," here I stopped and let the excess energy flare to show that it was really charged, "I am able to purify the youkai out of existence, and the hanyou would be left with only his human side to defend himself and his pack with." I cut off the energy flow to the arrow and then plunged it back into the quiver. "I can also do this with my katanas, knifes and other weapons. I have not been able to try this with other, modern weapons, but I am sure that the same theory applies.

"Well then, thank you for the interesting demonstration, Kagome. Please remain here. The rest of you, this meeting is concluded until next month. Mattie, Arthur would be happy to get you caught up on what happened tonight. Dismissed." Everyone filed out of the room except for the professor, many other, unseen people, and myself.

"Now, Kagome, I have heard from your younger brother, Mahotsukai, of your adventures to the Feudal Era of Japan, and I have also heard of the possibility that you are a reincarnation of a very powerful miko from that time."

I nodded. "Yes, I was thought to be the reincarnation of the miko Kikyo, who, when I first knew her, was a right she-dog. I traveled with an inu-hanyou, that's a half demon of the-"

"Of the canine variety, yes, Kagome, I do know my Japanese."

"Actually Professor, inu- does not mean canine. More specifically, it refers to dogs. For example, there is a clan of ookami youkai, wolf demons, that I once was taken hostage by and when I was rescued by Inuyasha, sorry, that's the name of the hanyou that I was traveling with, when I was rescued by Inuyasha, he and Koga, the prince of the wolf tribe, the two of them butted heads every single time we met. I must tell you, it was very exhausting having to deal with jealous inu- and ookami-youkai. I also traveled with a youkai kit of the kitsune variety who had been orphaned, and an extremely perverted Buddhist monk who had this Vortex in the middle of his palm that was bound with a gauntlet and prayer beads. Every girl we met, he asked to bear his child. At least he did until Sango came around. She was this demon layer who had an enormous boomerang mad of the bones of youkai that had been hilled during battle. The two of them were completely love struck, but they both thought it was one sided. And-"

Professor Dumbledore held up his hand. "I think that will do Kagome. But for now, I have only one question. What happens when a reincarnation receives the memories of the previous incarnation?"

"Oh that's easy. They essentially have to become one with the former incarnation, you know, use the same weapons; have similar body builds, or the ability to have the build; and habits and traits that the original incarnation had. If they are a human reincarnation of a youkai or hanyou, they will almost always have the same attacks and their bodies will change until they are very similar in appearance to the previous incarnation, almost identical, in fact. There have been opportunities for reincarnations to go back in time through a portal, like I did, and meet their former lives, like I did, but I didn't like Kikyo at first, but if the opportunity happens, then you really want to. You learn the attacks as they are being done, without any fumbling around like Inuyasha did."

"I...see. Well then, I must ask you, what would you do if you saw an incarnation of one of your friends from the Feudal Era? No, don't answer me, just think about it." Professor Dumbledore sat wearily. "You may leave now, Miss Kagome, and I will see you for your post-dinner Sorting tomorrow evening. You are not expected to come out at any time for all of tomorrow, just try to overcome your jet lag and become acclimated to the change of time zones. Oh, and if you feel the need to exercise, there is a very special room on the seventh floor behind the tapestry of a troll youkai. Good night."

I nodded a good night to him and then set off to the seventh floor to find this room. Sure enough, there was a door that opened into an empty clearing like one of the ones in the Sengoku-jidai. I sat down with the cat carrier and let out Buyo. He gave me an evil sat glare and then pounced on my messenger bag. Sighing, I pulled off. Hissing, Buyo swiped at me and then pulled out the red, fabric wrapped gift that Mom had sent me off with as a present from Grampa. "I wonder what this is Buyo, buddy." I plucked the cat up and nuzzled my cheek into his creamy white fur.

He hissed again and then took a swipe at the fabric again. A soft chime came from it now, and I paused in my pursuit of the cat. "Well now I'm intrigued." I hooked a corner of the red fabric and sat there for a moment, just stroking the haori. That's what it was, a red, slightly fuzzy, haori. Closing my eyes, I could imagine that this was Yash's and I was dozing off on his back while we were traveling in the direction of the latest jewel shard. Suddenly my eyes snapped open. There was the one way to test if this was really Yash's haori.

I reached for my katana, not remembering that I was not in the Feudal time, but still laying hands on it. "Ignite," I whispered and my miko power was rolling off of it in tongues of flame. There were three things that made this uniquely Inuyasha's; the ability to turn aside any weapon; the power to deflect a miko's power with no adverse side effects; and the certainty to never catch fire. I stood up and then drove the miko enflamed katana into the ruby-red haori.

Oho! A nasty cliff-hanger! I know. I'm just mean that way.

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Mi'era Az'ule