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Warnings: Do I really need to keep repeating myself? This story has some swearing and other things that little kiddies should not be reading! Oh, and I thought this was obvious, but incase you didn't notice, this is a Harry PotterXInuyasha crossover. If you don't like crossovers then why are you here?

Strange Magic

Chapter 4: The First Day

By yllom21

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter and InuYasha. If I did I'd have enough money to buy a library of magna. But sadly, I do not.

The stench of blood was still in the air when Lupin finally woke up. His first instinct was to hide and bare his fangs at the smelly intruder only to stare down at a mass of wizards with surprised expression etched on there faces, there silver-coated knives still enclosed in there hands. That wasn't a scene Lupin woke up to every day. In fact Lupin couldn't remember a time that he had woken up to such a scene, but that was beside the point. What did he do?

It wasn't uncommon to have a short memory-lapse after being beaten half to death then losing consciousness. But it was inconvenient just the same, as it wasn't until a good few minutes had passed that Lupin remembered what had occurred less than an hour ago. The new member of the order, the Japanese boy, had appeared while the wizards were inflicting there damage. He seemed pissed, his attitude surprisingly different from what it had been at the order meeting.

He had wanted to command the child to run; personally he seemed too young to be in the Order of the Phoenix, but before he could cough up the blood that was blocking his throat, the leader had threatened the child. Before he could react, the child had screamed something and all he could remember was the child's blazing red eyes, which he was positive had been pale lavender before.

People's eyes didn't normally change color depending on the mood. Plus, Lupin was already aware of the fact that the teen was not human. He was dangerous, for that Lupin was positive, but he had saved his life and he was a member of the Order of the Phoenix. Dumbledore wouldn't let somebody evil into the order, and with his mind-reading powers he had to know what species the child was.

After all, Dumbledore knew everything… right?

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Inuyasha was severely pissed.

Back in feudal Japan, 99 percent of the population had hated him because he was a hanyou, neither demon nor human, but both. Now that he was pure demon you would think the percent number would decrease a little, right? Wrong, or at least that was how the demon viewed it.

Since Inuyasha somehow magically appeared in the Forbidden Forest it seemed like everything that he hated was there. In fact, it seems the number of objects on his hate list increased by at least half. One of those had been extremely long lines. And as I bet you have already guessed; Inuyasha was currently in the longest line he had ever experienced. With that small factor plus the fact that Inuyasha was roaring mad, you think the Ministry would be prepared with hundreds of aurors armed to the teeth. However there were no aurors in sight, shouldn't the Ministry know better than to piss of a demon? You would think so, but Inuyasha was still currently in the halfway point of the line.

If this continued they would need a memorial to honor those that had foolishly tried to destroy him.

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The gang was jubilant, to say the very least.

They had one day before they returned to Hogwarts, one day before they gulped down the delicates served at the Hogwarts feast, and one day before they solved the mystery of the new teacher. And that one day was going to be spent shopping for school supplies.

Yes, they were jubilant, to say the very least.

"When can we see the Joke Shop?" questioned Ron, excited at the idea of finally viewing the twins' accomplishments. Mrs. Weasley's anger at the twins' idea of a career had decreased slightly when she saw how much money the twins were making. If they kept it up they would be living in a mansion and hopefully her sons will present her with a house-elf to help her with her chores. It was possible…

"Did you all finish your shopping?" his mother replied, glancing at the heavy bags they were all dragging. Perhaps waiting till the last second to buy school supplies wasn't exactly the most intelligent idea, but it seemed they still had a bit of time left if they had truly finished.

"We're done," Hermione simply replied, "But I wish to by a new brush for my cat," Ron groaned slightly at the delay before he suddenly remembered that he needed more owl food.

And people thought he was responsible.

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The Ministry was real lucky that he had received more patience when he had transformed into a demon, they really were. If he hadn't the underground building would be nothing more than scrap metal.

Personally, he couldn't help but wonder why the headmaster had decided that he should sign up as a foreign official the day before he would begin his job as a teacher. He had mentioned something about being subtle and the Minister's love of controlling everything, but what did that have to do with him? Personally all he wanted was to complete the task Kagome had sent him out to do and disappear as soon as possible. He hated politics; they always caused so many difficulties.

But at the moment, questioning Kagome's task was not on his mind, rather the location of a certain Foreign Relations office was. He had spent over two hours waiting in a line to get his fake wand checked and verified, he was not going to leave because said office was nowhere to be found.

His patience was currently thinner than usual, as it had been worn away while he had been waiting in line. He really couldn't afford to lose the rest of it now; although if he did blow something up he could always counter-sue the Ministry for there lack of maps and signs.

He was just about to knock on a random door and question the head official were said office was when he saw a flash of red and a familiar scent reach his nostrils. Mr. Weasley, the owner of the location of the temporary headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix! He had seemed to be a nice man and whether he remembered him or not he doubted the man would question him if he asked for the location of the office. With his kimono and all he appeared foreign enough for it to be believable.

"Wait!" he gasped as he dashed into a full sprint, having just caught sight of the redhead walking into a lift whose door was closing. He didn't care that the kimono he was wearing was not the best running material (as it usually flashed everything up to his thighs) and that the sandals he were wearing could easily twist his ankle. He was so pissed that all he wanted to do was sign up and head back to the castle before having a nice cup of tea before bed. Yep, he was so pissed he wasn't even in the mood to fight, isn't that unbelievable?

However the lift was not listening, and putting on an extra burst of speed, he burst into the lift when the doors were just about to clank shut. Fanning himself with relief he opened his eyes enough to notice there shocked expressions.

"What?" he questioned, wizards were really weird sometimes.

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"Bloody hell!" Ron gasped, widening his eyes slightly as he gazed around the store, not even noticing the bruise forming on his head from where his mother slapped him for his foul language. Harry, Hermione and Ginny were just as speechless and even Mrs. Weasley seemed slightly impressed (although she would never admit it).

The joke shop was probably the busiest store in the entire ally, packed with children and adults that were examining the products for sale with critical glares. Every now and then there were booming sounds in the back of the shop, obviously made from some experiment or another. Harry was impressed; Fred and George were more intelligent than they appeared if they were able to create so many gizmos and gadgets.

"Harry," a voice suddenly yelled, breaking the boy-who-lived out of his daydreams. A tall redhead with freckled galore beamed down on him, before practically pulling him through crowds of people before he was cruelly shoved into the back room, "It's nice to see you again!" the twin smiled, not seeming to notice the brunette rubbing his bruises, "How have you been?"

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After dubbing most of the wizards either insane or wacko, Inuyasha dodged pass them all before squeezing behind a particularly obese man so he could be close enough to have a conversation with the red-haired wizard.

"Mr. Weasley?" he questioned, tugging on the man's robes to make sure he was paying strict attention, "You probably have no idea who I am and personally I don't really care, but could you point out the Foreign Relation office?"

The older man blinked at him, drinking in his long midnight black hair, lavender eyes and kimono, "Molly told me about you, you're the kid from Japan!" he tapped his chin thoughtfully before adding, "Its Inuyasha right? It's a pleasure to meet you!"

"Ya, ya, it's a pleasure to meet you to," Inuyasha snorted, "Now about the office?" He tiptoed over a bit trying to get as far away as possible from the man on his left, had he just felt a hand near his rear?

"It's on the fifth floor, second office on the left," the redhead blinked before wondering, "What is your business with the office anyway?" But before he could react, the lift opened revealing the fifth floor and Inuyasha was off in a flash.

"He sure runs fast," Mr. Weasley sweat-dropped.

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It seemed the Weasley twins' business was booming and they couldn't be more pleased. After explaining every single product in the store, they began to converse about more personal topics.

"You know the new dude in the Order?" George questioned through a mouth of fudge, his hair still green from an experiment went wrong, "Me and Fred saw him a few days ago, and he seemed in a good hurry to get somewhere,"

"The kid from Japan?" Harry confirmed, inching away from the pile of sweets that he knew were bewitched, "Your mom is fascinated with him, says we should be as traditional as he is, whatever that means,"

"Probably because he's wearing a kimono," Fred shrugged before plucking a pastry out of the pile, "I don't know if they still wear kimonos in Japan, but personally I think they adapted to robes. Not that many people could probably fit in a kimono without ripping the seams," Fred paused halfway through his lemon pastry, glancing over at his identical twin, "That's a good idea, we could hand out seam-breaking belts or something,"

George seemed amused by the idea, and Harry had to butt in before they lost the current topic of conversation, "Do you know what he does?" The twins blinked at him for a second before they suddenly remembered what they had been previously conversing about.

"Not really, but Madame Pomfrey says he's an excellent healer," George said while stroking his chin in thought, "She says he heard about he war in Japan and he wanted to help out. She says when the wars over she'll train him to be the next head healer of Hogwarts. She seemed to really like him,"

Harry nodded in concentration, perhaps that was why they asked the teen to become a member of the order. Madame Pomfrey had been the only healer and Dumbledore had wanted more. The teen had seemed nice, although somewhat delicate, and if he was a friend of Madame Pomfrey then he would be a good addition to the order.

Harry was about to question more, but then George ate a candy that turned him into a chicken and Harry knew that at that point he'd never be able to get them to talk seriously for at least an hour. But he had to admit, George was humorous as a chicken.

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The office had been empty and at first Inuyasha wondered if the redhead had been correct. If he had been wrong, Inuyasha knew that the fluffy chair he was currently positioned in would become inflamed.

"Are you here to complete your immigration papers?" a voice suddenly asked, breaking the silence like a bloody knife. Inuyasha knew that if he hadn't been able to smell her approach, he would have jumped in shock. As it was, he did jump in shock when he spotted her hideous face. She looked like a frog demon at first, and it had taken him great control to not zap her then and there. But after a moment he noted that her ribbon-clad face was indeed human, although noticeably ugly.

"Yup!" Inuyasha beamed up at her, flashing a smile that seemed to dim her mood just slightly. She slapped a pile of papers on the table in front of him and waddled of. The demon blinked for a second before screwing his eyes shut in irritation. There were ten papers he had to complete.

"Why do humans have to make everything so difficult?" he muttered with disdain.

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A good few miles away sat the Lord of Evil, the soulless man of darkness and the murderer of thousands, Voldemort. For someone who seemed to enjoy evil accomplishments, the room seemed rather moody and dim. But perhaps that had to do with the lack of evil deeds he had so far accomplished since his resurrection.

Anyone in a radius of ten feet would have been on there knees and begging, for the evil man seemed to be in a terrible mood. He sat in a stiff tall chair; a glass of wine in one hand while the other hand was clicking the wooden arm disturbingly. As it was, nobody was in the room because of there pure terror of greeting him and Voldemort was completely alone. That is, he was until a brave but idiotic soul decided to disturb him.

"Come in," Voldemort practically slithered, glaring at the intruder with blood-red eyes. The man in question blinked with terror, having just realized the mood his master was in. But after gulping for a second, he walked in just the same. "Did you find the location of the Sacred Dagger?" Voldemort snarled at the man with disdain, his hand practically breaking the wine glass in furry. The man gulped and took a step back, trembling he bowed before his master before he muttered, "Patterson Village,"

A smile of pure evil delight crossed Voldemort's face before he ordered, "Find Malfoy,"

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The form had been longer than Inuyasha previously suspected, he had to write on the front and the back. "Why do they give a fuck if I have living relatives or not?" he muttered, "Are they trying to piss me off?" Snarling with disdain, he scribbled the answer to the last question, blowing on it softly to dry the scarlet ink.

The questionnaire was finally finished, and smiling softly as he dreamed of the warm bed waiting for him at the castle, he stood up and adjusted his kimono before he blinked, where was he suppose to put the form? The frog lady had disappeared as quickly as she had appeared, and there was no sign to point it out.

Inuyasha was just about to slap the form on the front desk, when loud footsteps were heard right outside the door, followed by quicker and lighter steps, they appeared to be arguing and Inuyasha paused to listen, entranced. "You cannot stay in Britain!" the first one said, who the demon quickly recognized as the frog lady. Said women opened it with a bang, her face practically snarling in anger.

"And why not?" the second lady questioned, her voice laced with a thick accent. In her hands was a form similar to one Inuyasha had just filled out. She was probably one of the prettiest lady's Inuyasha had ever seen. She flipped her hair over her shoulder, her face was turning a bright scarlet. Most boys would have been drooling but Inuyasha wasn't affected at all, he was a demon after all.

"Because you're part veela!" the frog lady stormed, "I will not have filthy half-breeds in my country!" The veela looked shocked, a few tears leaking from her eyes. Inuyasha felt himself fill with anger. He remembered how he had been treated as a hanyou and he knew nobody deserved to feel the same pain he had.

"Leave her alone!" Inuyasha growled, "Who gives a fuck if she's part veela? I don't!" the two ladies jumped, just noticing that he had been watching the entire time. The frog lady just glared at him and yelled, "And I'm not letting you in either! I suspected, but I wasn't sure until not, you're part veela too!"

Inuyasha gasped in astonishment before questioning, "Where'd you come up with that? Is it that odd to stick up for somebody? A friend of mine's a werewolf. And you guys treat him like crap! I didn't want anyone else to have to go through with that!" The veela gave him a small smile that he returned, but the frog lady wasn't done, "You have to be a veela! You aren't affected by her powers at all, and you're to pretty to be a human!"

Inuyasha blinked at her, before he rubbed his chin thoughtfully, "I don't know whether I should be insulted or flattered!" He glanced at the other female thoughtfully, silently asking for her opinion.

"Insulted!" the lady exclaimed, her voice filled with her French accent, "Is that why you hate veela's so much? They're prettier than you? Well wake up, everybody's prettier than you! Now give me, and the boy, permission to stay in Britain!" Her voice was so loud, Inuyasha was sure the humans on the first floor could hear them. But he didn't personally care, watching the frog lady's face turn from white to red and then to green was so amusing he temporarily forgot about the pain in his ears. Said lady growled before stamping both of there forms, leaving in a huff.

"I'm Fleur," the veela introduced herself, flicking her hair prettily, "Thanks for the help, I came to Britain to marry and there was no way I was leaving!" Silently Inuyasha decided that if all veela's had just as much spunk as she did, they were a pretty cool species, "The name's Inuyasha!"

He seemed to be introducing himself a lot lately.

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Everything so far was normal.

They had arrived at Platform 9 and ¾ with plenty of excess time and they were able to easily fuse through the portal. Then there was the train ride itself, no unusual visitors magically appeared to terrorize the students and the train ran smoothly the entire time. Then Malfoy and his crew appeared, which was completely normal, and after a few threats they were on there way. The weather was good and they were not introduced to any new and slightly insane people. But in a twisted sense, this was bad, as every year something had to go wrong and since nothing had so far then something was going to happen. It was tradition after all; fickle fate always seemed to play with them on September first.

"Who do you think the new professor is?" Hermione questioned Neville Longbottom, a fellow Gryffindor who was gifted in Herbology but seemed to screw up everything else. As nothing had screwed up so far, the only thing that could possibly be messed up would be there new professor, and the tension to find out who he was seemed to be running higher.

"I don't know, but at least it isn't anyone from the Ministry," Neville said, trying to troop with them through the hordes of people. Hermione slowed down so he could keep up, pulling at Ron's and Harry's robes to get them to decrease there pace as well. They were almost to the Great Hall, and there was no particular rush to get there, as they were near the beginning of the mass.

"Come one, Hermione, Neville!" Ron practically hissed, pulling out of the female's grasp, "I'm starving, lets hurry!" he left out the part that they would have to wait for the sorting to be completed before they ate, and the speed that they reached the hall wouldn't increase there chances of a good feast. But that was Ron for you, thinking with his stomach instead of his brain.

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Inuyasha was completely and absolutely bored.

He had been changing into a new kimono (he had just come from sword practice) when Hagrid had started banging on his door like a banshee. Alarmed that perhaps something had happened to the train, he had pulled on his sandals and laced on his sash only to find out that the train was in complete order and that he had just been concerned that he would be late for the feast. That had occurred a quarter of an hour ago, enough time for him to change into seven kimono's and tramp down the stairs with time to spare, but obviously Hagrid did not think so. And to speak of the devil, Hagrid wasn't even there but was instead tending to the first years.

You would think that once the students began appearing he would loose his dull attitude, but all it caused him to do was yawn and then blink at the rapidly approaching students. They all seemed to be in deep conversations, as some of them hadn't seen each other in quite some time. The only thing that concerned Inuyasha was the fact that there were so many children. He had previously thought that the massive size of the Great Hall was merely for convenience and was not a necessity, but at the rate of the appearing students the size might not be enough. All he could do was groan at the horrifying thought that he was going to have to teach all of them. Why had he agreed to this again?

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"Look!" Harry practically gasped, his eyes bulging like he had seen something absolutely terrifying. His gaze was captured by something near the teacher's table, and his companions turned to look. It wasn't long before there eyes were practically falling out of there sockets.

"No way!" Ron practically whined, "Not another Lockhart!" Professor Lockhart had been a previous teacher of there's whose magical skills were comparable to that of a squid's and his time was spent more towards curling his hair than actually teaching. With his long hair and an impossible perfect face, he was more gorgeous than Lockhart could ever hope to accomplish, even with the use of a hundred or so beauty products.

"You don't know that!" Hermione hissed, her eyes steaming, she had been a fan of Lockhart's and his trickery had upset her the most, but unlike her companions she wasn't going to interpret every good-lucking guy as a weakling, "He's in the Order, remember? Dumbledore wouldn't ask anyone to be in the order if they didn't have his complete trust!"

Harry, who was leaning more towards Ron's opinion, was about to remind her of Snape when the first years trooped in following by a certain Professor McGonagall. The Sorting was about to begin, but everyone's attention was captured more towards the new professor then the sorting.

I hope you guys enjoyed this! Personally, I think the ending is a bit to sudden and the Ministry scene was a bit too long, but hey, what do you guys think? Please review peeps, I'll appreciate it!