Disclaimer: I am neither J. K. Rowling, nor Rumiko Takahashi and I do NOT own the Harry Potter universe or the Inuyasha universe. No matter how much I want to.

Rating: M, for adult themes, mild swearing, violence and lemon

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She saw it. She saw everything.

She saw Bellatrix Lestrange kill Sirius Black and lead Harry away from the room. Frozen in horror, she willed her feet to move to follow her friend. He could not face the evil witch alone, she was too wicked, too deceitful… it was certainly a trap. Already her brain was analyzing and giving her the innumerable ways this could go bad. But she did not move. She did not move, because the Gate was calling.

She saw the Aurors fight and repel most of the Death Eaters. Her mind felt a bit numb. She saw some of the dark wizards realize the fight was a lost cause and apparate away. She should have moved, she should have moved and gone after Harry. She should move now.

The Gate was calling.

Like in a dream state, her feet obeyed her command but did not carry her where she wished. Her slow steps brought her to the archway. The veils of mist were swirling slowly, inviting.

She held out her hand. Her finger brushed lightly the grey haze and her feet moved of their own accord. The sound of a voice came to her ears, but muffled, as if spoken through thick layers of cotton. It was calling her name from the chaotic room and she distantly recognized Ron's voice. But the calling of the mists were pulling a stronger thread to her will and she did not stop.

She crossed the Gate.

A dark flash emptied her mind for a terrifying second. It was followed by a bright light and a sense of fleeting disorientation. She blinked and took a few steps on what felt like paved stone under her feet. Then she looked around. She paused. And looked around some more.

Behind her was a very white, almost shining, brick wall. She was standing at the far end of a train platform that seemed extremely familiar. She smacked her head when she realized that it was King's Cross station.

She was in King's Cross, there was no doubt… but a horde of little demons must have popped by before her arrival and bathed the whole train station in white spirit. Also, there was no one to be seen. The silence was eerie.

She walked along the rail on her right, looking curiously at the tunnel in which it disappeared.

Where the hell was she?

She noticed a strange pink light emanating from the ground in the middle of the platform. She approached cautiously, wand in hand, although she did not feel threatened at all. Somehow, she knew that nothing would harm her in this place.

There was a hole in the ground. A perfectly square hole that looked like it had been cut here by some extremely sharp knife. Or a light saber. She kneeled and passed a finger along the edges. They were extremely smooth, which excluded even a magical cut. A spell, perhaps? Anyway, she reported her attention on the inside of the strange hole.

There was a girl floating inside of it. Black haired, her features were distinctly Far Eastern – Japanese? Chinese? – and she was wearing a quite interesting, if not revealing, sailor uniform, completed by a huge yellow backpack. There was a quiver of arrows and a bow strapped to the side of it. And the pink light was coming from the girl's skin.

Talk about weird, Hermione thought, the questions piling in her head.

Looking past the shining girl, she scanned the dark hole underneath but could not make anything of the darkness. It really looked like the hole was bottomless. That could be dangerous. Hermione had no idea how the floating girl was… well… floating, but if whatever powered the levitation stopped to do so, she could hurt herself very bad.

"Hey!" Hermione called to the girl. "Give me your hand, I'll get you out of this hole! Wake-…"

Then the witch stopped in her track and almost banged her head on the nearest bench. Sighing at her distractedness, she drew her wand and pointed it at the girl.

"Wingardium Leviosa."

Nothing happened. Hermione repeated the incantation but it did not produce any more results than the first one.

Okay, first hypothesis: magic doesn't work in weird white King's Cross.

She attempted a few other charms to test her theory and their inefficiency confirmed it. No magic. Back to her first plan, she put her wand back in her robes and kneeled carefully over the hole. Extending a hand, she tried to reach the girl to pull her out. She was almost touching her shoulder when she lost balance.

Part of her mind coldly stated that she should have seen it coming.

The rest screamed in terror as gravity pulled her over the edge and down the black hole.

The fall was not a long fall. In fact, it was very short. Hermione landed surprisingly softly and after a few confusing seconds spent determining where were the 'up' and the 'down' sides of the universe, she found herself sitting in cold, damp dirt. Smells of earth and humus hit her with violence and the distant noises of singing birds seemed to assault her ears. It took her a good two minutes of bewilderment, before she reasoned that the utter silence of white King's Cross had made the return to a more normal reality quite confusing.

Satisfied with the explanation, she got up. She was not sure what she was doing underground, but she decided to rapidly get out of – she looked up and saw a square of blue sky – of the hole she was in. There were vines dangling from the top of the hole, but even though they appeared solid enough to hold her weight, Hermione was not a very enthusiast climber. Being afraid of heights did not help.

A head popped in the square of blue sky, looking down.

"Kagome?" someone asked.

Hermione did not know what a ʻkagomeʼ was, but she was not going to let this detail stop her.

"Hello?" she asked. "Can you help me? I think I'm a bit lost…"

There was a red and silver blur and suddenly she was facing a red-clad, silver haired, yellow eyed … person. The fact that the hole was narrow and that he had suddenly popped way inside her personal space easily startled her. She let out a small shriek and pushed him back, which did not move him in the slightest. She took a few steps back, trying to go away from him, but in the narrow space of the hole, she could not escape.

"Kagome wa doko?" he growled and Hermione noticed he had fangs, some kind of wolfish ears and looked very angry.

Climbing suddenly did not seem that bad after all and she turned to reach the vines but the guy gripped her wrists and forced her to face him.

"Ore no shitsumon ni kotaemasu," he said more kindly, apparently realizing that she was freaked out. "Kagome wa doko?"

"I don't understand what you're saying," she blurted out, her voice wavering dangerously. "I'm sorry, I don't know what you want!"

One of his furry ears cocked to the side of his head and he looked at her, obviously confused. A part of her mind focused on the ear and established a parallel with a book she had read about different breeds of dogs. So, this guy had husky… no, akita ears. She was still contemplating the reasons a guy would have dog ears – a hex? – when he let go of her wrists… and caught her waist in his arms.

What the hug? she mentally shrieked. I mean, what the hell?

Hermione what about to kick him or bite his shoulder – who the hell did he think he was? – when her stomach lurched, brutally informing her that they had left the ground. She shrieked and grabbed the only thing that was within reach, namely the guy's shoulders.

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Inuyasha had no idea where Kagome was or if she was in danger. His night of weakness was coming and he had intended to spend it with her in the modern era but when he had jumped, the well had stayed silent.

After the outburst of panic that had lead him to jump in and out again without any result, he had eventually settled to wait for Kagome to return. Sitting propped against one of the trees at the edge of the clearing, he had waited, his eyes never leaving the wooden ridge of the bone-eater well.

So when he heard noise inside, he immediately rushed to the well and looked down, calling his friend, heart filled with hope.

Someone else's voice answered in a language he could not understand. Curious and worried about Kagome, he jumped down. The girl let out a shriek that made him wince and punched his torso, which did not even hurt. Then the smell of her fear hit his nostrils and he stopped her from her frantic attempts at climbing out of the well. Kagome had practice in it, and even she had to admit it was not easy and that they should install a ladder or something.

When he grabbed her wrists, she stopped moving and seemed to calm down, even though the acrid scent of her fear did not leave. Strange. He decided the inevitable ensuing conversation should happen under the sun – in case Kagome tried to jump back, they'd better not be in the well.

So, just like he was used to do with his friend, he let go of the girl's wrists, took hold of her waist and jumped out of the well. The scream was ear-piercing and he had to repress a growl. What did she think he was doing? If he had wanted to kill her, he'd have done so already.

They landed in the clearing and he immediately let go of her, but now the girl was clinging to his shoulders like her life depended on it.

"We're arrived, wench," he grumbled. "You're alright, now, let go of me."

She looked at him with a lost look on her face. He sighed and disentangled her fingers from his clothes.

"See? I don't want to hurt ya."

She answered with another string of syllables that made no sense to him. At least the scent of fear was beginning to disperse. He took a few steps back and sat down, hoping that his body language would show her that he meant no harm.

She looked at him for a while, a bit wary – but then, who wouldn't be? – and then she decided to sit in front of him. He smiled and pointed at his chest.

"My name is Inuyasha," he articulated very carefully then he pointed at her. "Who are you?"

She looked at him and suddenly smiled and pointed at her own chest.

"Aï-am her-maï-oni," she said and extended her hand to him.

Ayam? That was a strange name. Maybe a short for 'Ayame'? But 'Ayame' was a first name, not a surname, so why would she say it first? perhaps Hermai-oni… was her first name, then ? Why add that suffix at the end of it? Was she an oni? But she smelled human. And why was she showing him her hand and looking at him like she expected something?

He sighed. This was going to be very complicated. Perhaps he should go get Miroku and Sango. Human interactions had never been his forte.

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There it is! An extra long chapter just for you. Next should be about Sirius, I think.

While I am certainly not a fluent Japanese speaker, I did check Inuyasha's statement to be at least grammatically correct, albeit in the lowest level of politeness. (having a friend who actually speaks Japanese does help)

"Kagome wa doko?" = Where is Kagome?

"Ore no shitsumon hi kotaemasu." = Answer my question.

Please don't hesitate to comment on whatever crosses your mind

Sincerely,

Claywind