Untried Guardians
By Sqweakie the Wonder Mouse
Crossover with Harry Potter and Inuyasha
HP: AU after book four (Harry and company's 5th year)
IY: AU set at least after the Shichinin-tai Story Arc
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or Inuyasha. They are owned by people with a lot more talent (and money) than me. sigh
AN: I'm ba-ack! I know I promised that this would be out in the beginning of February and here it is the beginning of March. I'm kinda disappointed in myself but my first priorities are my son, work, and studying for my boards. It also didn't help that I had trouble looking up some background info I wanted for this story. Good news is it's the longest chappie yet and since I took my boards (if I pass, cross your fingers I won't be studying so hard next time) I'll have a little more time in my life. Thank you for all of your patience and after the very long review-of-the-reviews thingy I present Chapter 10.
Equinox: Glad you liked that line, it was fun to write.
Jalison: Strange things happen when you only get four and a half hours of interrupted sleep the night before you post a story. At the time (about eleven-thirty at night) I thought that 'Instinct' was a cool word. I have no idea why. And I don't think you will be disappointed, lots of Inu and Kag this time.
Psycho King: I kinda think its cannon. I actually don't really know what cannon is so . . . I think it is though.
GreyGranian: Thanks
blackrosebunny451: Well, it wasn't really ASAP. It was more like molasses updating this time. I'll try better next time. Got lots of ideas now that the story is rolling.
Soramiko: I'm happy you were happy. I did get a chance to read the sequel of PF, it was cool to see Peeves like that.
dOG-GIRL: Thanks to you too.
AnimeDutchess: blushes I love comments like that. As for Harry and co . . . muwa ha ha ha ha (thinks of all the evil things to come)
ForestSprite: blushes more Thank you so much for you flattering comments. I'm really appreciative and I'm glad you like my Snape.
MiaRose 156 : Thanks (and no more staying up til three in the morning reading stories, I'll tell mom on you.)
LOTRandHPluver: Danke (Which means thank you in German. I'm starting to sound repetitive so let's shake this up.)
Key17 (or KeyToExistence I think now): Sango? Miroku? Shippou? Who are these people you speak of? LOL, its coming. I'm thinking of doing a short chappie on them. What do you all think? And the shrine . . . gives evil smile, its coming just not quite yet. And Kagome has magic, it's just that now she'll have a different kind as well.
Sora the Taske : Yep, I updated and I finally updated again.
Anguru no Yami : Oh, the things Inu will do to Snape, and Kag is not so innocent either.
Midnight Lady: Before anything I want to Thank You for being honest. It's wonderful that you all have given me wonderful reviews but reviews like yours help put things in perspective and give me a different view of my story. Snape. . . I'm all for shocking, been trying to do it during this story and I don't think I'll stop. There have been hundreds of versions of the character and mine is just one more.
As for Hermione, this is something I think she would do. She is very smart and is sometimes her downfall. Take the Polyjuice potion in COS (the hair thing) and the centaurs near the end of OotP. There wasn't much to reference for her ritual and the knowledge about rituals is inaccessible to students and she did study the book well, she just lacked the peripheral knowledge about rituals.
As for Kag's family . . . not quite yet.
I am very glad you liked the muggle-wizards and I hope I won't disappoint.
ty-maica3 : For Ron's and Inu's lingual talents. . . read on! (OK that sounded really bad. . .)
Zafaran: Gracious (thank you in Spanish or something)
artgirl150: Wow, way to make up on the reviews! I'm really impressed. Thank you so much for submitting them all.
Easy-Company-506/101: Thank you. Hmm, we'll have to see how Dumbledore holds up.
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Chapter 10-ExplinationExplanation-1. The act or process of making plain or comprehensible
2. Elucidation
3. Clarification
4. That which serves to explain or to account for something
5. Mutual clarification of misunderstandings
6. Reconciliation
Day Two in the hospital ward was more lively and interesting, if nothing else. The witchdoctor woke them up just after Dawn. She groaned and Yasha growled. After a bland meal of toast and juice, she and the half-demon sat on the edges of their beds, neither risking moving off the soft surfaces. Inuyasha had been able to leave his bed yesterday but the witch had done something to the areas surrounding the beds and he hadn't been able to leave, which cause a good fifteen minutes of cursing not-so-quiet whispering before Madame Pomfrey closed the curtains that night. Now in the morning light the curtains had been opened to reveal the only other occupant in the ward, the redhead teenager from yesterday.
"Ron, can you come over here for a couple of minutes?" the woman called out as she stood at the end of the Japanese teens' beds. The boy walked over and stepped hesitantly into the watery multicolored morning light. Closer up Kagome could see that the boy's pale features reflected the stain-glass window colors that stood behind her bed. It was really the first time that she got a good look at either wizard that was in the room. The redhead was probably only a year or two younger than her, maybe even the age when she first fell thought the well. He was kind of awkward looking, arms and legs almost too long and a face that was so pale that the stained sunlight was shown in jewel bright tones, but maybe he wasn't always like that. She could see the bandages that had been there the day before. She didn't remember many details clearly from yesterday but she did remember the hands. They were cold and bloodstained before, now they were wrapped in clean white clothe, much like the same bandages she used in the past.
She then turned her attention to the woman who was talking to the boy. She was older, gray hair pulled back into a bun and clothed in a deep green dress with white apron cinched around her waist. Small wrinkles creased a face that probably hadn't seen a day of makeup. Poppy reminder her of her Grandmother, a strong willed woman that passed before her time. She was not the same person as the matron of the Higurashi clan. This woman, Madame Pomfrey, stood with a keen intelligence that was born of cunning. In this she differed from the careful book learning key to her grandmother. She had remembered that her grandmother was a proper person who had the perfect manners and looked down at you if you put your elbows on the table or laughed at someone. This woman was stern but in a business like way. Protocol wasn't the standard if what she had seen before was to be believed. She ordered men around, something her grandmother couldn't even fathom. She also seemed like she was taking things in but not telling any one else about it.
The two finished her talk and approached her and Inuyasha. Within a couple of minutes she was sitting in her borrowed pajamas being poked and prodded by a wooden stick (or 'wand' as Poppy called it) while Yasha looked on with a superior look. The woman had tried to test him first but the magical wand refused to cooperate.
"So what does 'Inuyasha' mean?" the redhead, Ron, asked curiously. The demon in question rolled his eyes and turned away, sticking his nose in the air in an attempt to ignore the human. Kagome sighed and answered for him even as Poppy poked her again.
"It roughly translates into 'Dog Demon'."
"He doesn't look like a dog," Ron replied with doubt.
"Well, I am. I just don't have the floppy puppy ears that most stupid dogs have." Inuyasha said snidely without looking at either one of them.
"I bet you did when you were little," she cooed with a smile.
"How would you know?"
Her smile got bigger at his question. "I saw a picture once. You were so cute, your one ear kept flopping over."
A snort was the only response she got out of him but he didn't call her bluff. She did get her revenge for him ignoring her teasing a couple of minutes later. The mediwitch tired of testing her with the wand so she left their end of the room and traveled to the far end that was lined with tall metal cabinets. The older woman pulled out unidentified objects and brought the whole stack back with her to Inuyasha's side. On a table she laid out the 'modern' tools of the muggle medical world: a blood pressure cuff, stethoscope, reflex hammer, and a penlight. It took a lot longer for the witch to poke and prod with the more archaic and more modern tools of healthcare.
"I don't see why I have to frikin' do this," Yasha mumbled unhappily around the thermometer stuck in his mouth. Poppy wasn't happy either because before this Inuyasha 'accidentally' broke a different thermometer when she told him to 'bite down' on the glass end. He did bite down; in fact, he bit all the way through the glass tube and the mercury core. The mediwitch had to pull out her wand and draw the silver liquid out of his body. Mercury was poisonous to a human, who knows what it would have done to the half-demon.
A question came to Kagome as she watched the witch and the hanyou continue their glaring match. She turned to the bilingual teen that was sitting on the end of her bed. "Umm, I have a question. If magic can't affect demons, how was she able to get all the Mercury out of his mouth?' The redhead gave her a weird look and repeated the question in English to the mediwitch. A thoughtful look crossed her face and after she retrieved the fragile thermometer from Inuyasha's teeth she answered her question.
"I guess it worked because I wasn't casting any spells on him, per se. I was casting the spell on the mercury he just happened to have in his mouth. Magic can affect things around him. It just can't affect him. Wait . . . That's not quite right either. Some magic can affect a demon. It's a lot like a touch, just the lightest of touches to the top layer of skin. Only, it's just the very top of the top layer of skin. There are a few rare spells that can affect demons but they are very intricate and take a lot of power to be effective, like the one that brought you here. Does that make any sense?"
"Sort of," Kagome answered slowly after Ron translated her entire answer. "So that was why you were able to levitate him to the other bed yesterday. But how was he able to get to my bed in the first place when he hasn't been able to leave otherwise?"
"I . . . a . . . ah . . . I don't know," the older woman confessed. She looked perplexed and unsure as she admitted her lack of knowledge.
"That's reassuring. We're being taken care of by a woman who doesn't even know what's going on." Inuyasha gave her a dirty look that conveyed no faith in her abilities.
"I'd watch it kid. I'm the one in charge in this hospital ward."
"Oh what are you going to do? Take my temperature again." He taunted.
"There quite a few things I can legally do, such as SQUEAK!"
Poppy kept talking, almost ranting right to Inuyasha's face, his eyes narrowing in turn. It took a couple of seconds for Kagome and Ron to realize that the witch's lips were still moving but nothing understandable was coming out. It almost sounded like it was a small bird or animal talking through Pomfrey.
Kagome caught on quick. Ron's jaw dropped when he figured it out. The half-demon's inexperienced magic must have somehow changed Poppy's voice. The woman realized something wasn't quite right and her face got really red and the squeaks got louder. It looked like she was screaming her lungs out but all that was heard was peeps and other small noises.
A smile bloomed on Kagome's face as Ron started laughing.
"Is this a new trick for him?" he gasped out between laughs. Kagome started to giggle at a thought which she then voiced to Ron.
"Hasn't done it before. I guess you can teach an old dog new tricks." She joined in the loud laughter as the other two turned their glares at Kagome and Ron. Whatever mysterious power Inu had over vocal cords, it didn't work on the two laughing humans. Ron actually fell to the floor because he was laughing so hard. Kagome wasn't in much better shape having slumped against her pillows.
Their laughter didn't stop even as the Hospital doors opened and the old man, Dumbledore walked into the ward. The quartet didn't notice his arrival until someone cleared his throat. Kagome wiped away some stray tears and Ron climbed to his feet, shoulders still shaking.
Kagome took a look over at Yasha who in turn glanced her way when she stopped laughing. She tilted her head towards the approaching wizard. He flicked his eyes towards them and he turned back to her with a wrinkled nose like he smelled something rank that clung to the atmosphere.
"Magic" he whispered to her at her unasked question. She then reached out with her miko senses. Her senses were much different than the half-demon's over-sensitized traditional five senses. Using her powers along with Yasha's smell and sight gave them an advantage back in Japan and it was the only thing that they had over the magic here. They couldn't get up but they could tell when something was coming this way.
And what was coming this way could only be described as powerful. She could feel the magic rolling off the old wizard. It wasn't' as strong as the feeling she got from the jewel shards (she also couldn't see the power from the wizard like she could see jewel shards) but the power was definitely noticeable. The good thing was that she didn't feel any of the ill intent or sludge she had felt in Naraku's soul.
"Good day." Dumbledore said in English with his aged voice. His smile was easily returned by her and Ron but Inuyasha didn't return it and Madame Pomfrey was positively fuming.
"Is there a problem Poppy?"
She fidgeted for a minute and then opened her mouth to let out a diminutive squeak.
A snort sounding suspiciously like a suppressed laugh echoed through the room but the guilty party didn't make themselves known. The headmaster wasn't so discreet, a broad smile lighting up his face and a twinkle sparkled in his eye. He looked over at the three teenagers and asked, "Who did this?" with curiosity. Ron and Kagome both looked over at the hanyou.
"What! Don't look at me. I just wanted her to shut up." His eyes widened as the wizard laughed, not the response he probably expected.
"It is a perfectly normal reaction," he said with a small chuckle. "Uncontrolled magic happens quite often before magically-gifted children go to school. When I was younger. . ." The headmaster trailed off at the pointed look from Poppy. He stopped his reminiscing and pulled out a worn pale wand. A couple woven words and Madame Pomfrey was able to speak as she did before (if one ignored the higher pitch of her words).
Dumbledore then used his wand to conjure up a plush purple armchair in between and at the ends of Inuyasha's and Kagome's beds. "Would you care to stay and listen, Poppy?"
"I'm actually will be heading back to my rooms once Severus gets up here. I'll be in my office in the mean time, catching up on some paperwork. Good day Headmaster."
She retreated to the hidden rooms behind the right door next to the fireplace. The headmaster just shook his head at her departure and then repeated the language spell that he had preformed on his throat the day before. He settled in his chair and waited for Ron and Kagome to collect themselves. While he waited he sipped on a cup of tea (where he had gotten it Kagome had no idea) and let everyone try to calm down.
"Now," Dumbledore started once he put his teacup down. "I believe I owe you both an explanation about why you are here and what the Guardians are. I wish I could tell you everything but not much is actually known about the history and the life of the Guardians. In fact, there are only four books in our extensive library that discuss or mention the Guardians by name. Three of the books do not provide much information, just some names and dates across Europe, Africa and Asia. Little else is written. There are no answers to the questions like who the Guardians really were, how they were chosen, what life did they have outside of their role? The fourth book, Razaranje Nad Određeni Član Nedužan gives us the best picture of past Guardians."
He reached out into the air and a book dropped into his hand. The book was thick and strained with yellowed pages and dark stains along one edge. He cracked it open and continued to talk even as he turned its delicate pages. "There are powerful spells listed in this book, many illegal now. But, it also offers up a description of various powers and creatures that can affect 'great forces controlling this plane of existence.'" He read the last part directly out of the book and pointed towards a diagram surrounded by jumbled letters.
"Among those discussed, many of the creatures have not openly existed for many generations. Dragon singers, the miko priestesses of Japan, Necromancers: all of these individuals have the ability to resist encroaching evil."
"But I thought that Necromancers are able to control the dead?" Ron asked with a nervous tone.
"Even if they do upset the natural balance, many necromancers have upset greater people and plans that have used the dead. They like the dead to stay dead, unless it is they who are doing the waking. The important thing is that the Guardians are also discussed in greater detail. In fact, they are explained better in this book than anywhere else but old legends.
"From what is written we know that Guardians always are paired together, one male and one female. There are many pairs at any given time across the planet but there is only one set that can claim the title of Guardian. The exact abilities are not known but there are some common characteristics found between all. The only power mentioned to the Title Guardians is a 'cloaking ability' to mask their presence temporarily, though the book doesn't describe how. They also tend to have extraordinary powers along with whatever powers come naturally with being what they are."
"Well that's vague," Inuyasha interrupted. "So exactly do we fit into this group? There are two of us, but that's about it."
"The reason we know that you are the Guardians is because of how you got here. There is a list of spells that can call a set of Guardians to those in need. One of the spells is an old ritual developed by the Celts and perfects by Wiccan practitioners over two hundred years ago. The framework of that spell is just like the ritual that brought you here. This is one of the few ways that brings either the ones with the title Guardian or the pair brought will become The Guardians."
"So what happens now?" Kagome asked. Ron sat next to her with a slightly confused expression, like what was going on was beyond him. Inuyasha didn't look as innocent as reality set in. This wasn't a simple jewel shard hunt with her and her friends stumbling across Japan in an almost relaxed, definitely tense adventure. There was something that the old man was getting to and it wasn't going to be good for them.
"The Guardians naturally gravitate to where they are needed. Sometimes they come on their own initiative but for the most part fate (or something like it) brings them to where they are needed. Guardians often show up months or even years before a key event where they have fought against a major evil."
"That's convenient." Inuyasha spoke up again, interrupting the wizard. "And since we just happen to show up, we must be the great saviors that will save you from something we don't even know about. You know what? We'll pass."
"Inuyasha," Kagome said in a quiet voice. He stopped his sarcastic rant and looked at her expectantly. "It does kind of make sense. Look what happened when I was fifteen. That had to be more than a coincidence that we met when we did. If I didn't end up finding you, what could he have done? How much power he could have had compared to what he has now? Who he would have killed that we could have saved? And what about Sango, Miroku and Shippou? What if we are meant to be here just like we were meant to fight together in Japan?"
"What about them? We have responsibilities back there too."
A pained look passed her face as she thought about Feudal Japan. They should have been back there by now. Sango and Miroku must have been worried and Shippou would have been a basket case by now. She turned to the headmaster and a flash of black and ginger caught her eye.
The redhead, Ron, was not looking up anymore. He was slumped and staring at his hands. She watched him for a minute and then reached out with her miko senses. Innocence shone from him, calling her to protect it. It wasn't a pure innocence. That kind of innocence could only be found in babies and that did not last very long. This innocence was of a kind where it had been tested and punished but it was something to fight for. Something she was meant to protect. And not just him, it was an innocence that if she reached farther she would find more of.
Inuyasha must have seen her look. "Oh no! We are not staying here."
"But we need to," she pleaded. He shook his head, a nonverbal contest of will. They had many such verbal arguments but this time they didn't need words.
"You do not have to make a decision right now." Dumbledore interrupted their silent fight. "If nothing else, you both will need to learn to control your magic. We will give some time to think about staying here and learning."
"How do you know that I even have magic? I haven't done anything like Yasha," she looked warily at him. She really, really didn't want to be a witch. The little contact she had with witches in the past did not end well. One had brought back Kikyou and another one possessed her and almost made her kill her friends.
"That doesn't mean that you won't. I have a reliable source that tells me that you do have the magic within you. It just needs to come out. Please, just think about what I have said. I believe that you are Guardians and that we need you."
He stood up and the chair and teacup disappeared from view. He turned to leave but Kagome spoke up before he got very far.
"Is there any way I can talk to my mother? She must be very worried about the both of us."
"Maybe in a couple of days we will be able to contact her." He had turned to her but now he turned away at her upset expression.
"Why can't I talk to her, like with a telephone? Just a couple of minutes to let her know that we are both o.k."
"I'm sorry." With that he started to walk away again.
"If you're going to hold up prisoner, can you at least tell us what we will be fighting, since that seems to be what you want?" Inuyasha's demand was first met with silence and stillness. Dumbledore paused and with a heavy sigh he turned back to them. "There is a wizard, a dark wizard that we are fighting. His name is Lord Voldemort. I have a feeling you will be fighting his Death Eaters and whatever else he tries to throw at us."
"Are we going to fight him for you too?" he challenged.
"No, that fight belongs to some one else"
"Who? The boy with the bad hands?"
"No, another boy," the headmaster said in a saddened voice.
"But just a boy. Jeez, can't you adults fight any of your own battles."
"Fate decided this, not I." With that he turned and left before the hanyou and miko could question him further.
"What the frikin hell was that?" Yasha was almost indignant. Kagome was confused but Ron spoke up from his post at the end of her bed.
"Harry is supposed to be the one to defeat You-Know-Who. He did it before, when he was a baby."
"Who is that?"
"I don't know if you remember him. He was the other guy in the spell that brought you here, along with Hermione and my sister, Ginny."
"This is such a messed up country, whatever country we're in." Kagome's temper was also starting to kick in but it was directed at the man that had just abandoned the Hospital Ward.
"You're in Scotland." Inuyasha said smartly
"You're not helping Inuyasha," she growled at him.
"Well it's not my fault that you are starting your you-know-what."
"OSUWARI!"
A loud thunk brought Madame Pomfrey from her office to the flattened hanyou on top of a newly flattened hospital bed.
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It was late afternoon when Poppy left. They had been fed a slightly more substantial lunch of chicken broth and fruit. Poppy had run more of her test on Kagome and Inuyasha. After they were done she used the same instruments on Ron that she used on Yasha. Poppy was pleased with all of the results of the tests and finally let them leave their beds. They both took their first tentative steps together, neither not used to standing and both still wary of the spells that had stopped their movement off the beds.
They finally were allowed to get changed and washed up in the private bathrooms across the room. When she and Inuyasha returned to the main room refreshed and in fresh pajamas, their beds were made and Ron was perched at the end of Kagome's bed. Madame Pomfrey directed them back to their individual beds to rest.
"Why are you sitting there?" Inuyasha demanded of Ron, a note of jealousy in his voice (it sounded closer to a symphony than just a note to her).
"Cause I don't want to be kicked off the end of the bed." Inuyasha glared at the boy as he tried to defend himself before he lost the angry look and replaced it with a much different one.
"I wouldn't do that." He spoke with feigned honesty. He tried to look innocent, even going so far as using the big puppy dog eyes.
"Yes you would," Kagome told him bluntly.
They were interrupted by the mediwitch's presence. "Now, I want you both to stay here. No wandering around the room or leaving." The reluctantly nodded so Poppy turned to the European teen. "Ron, you can stay as long as you want but I want you to eat supper in the Great Hall. You can either sleep here tonight or you can go back to the dorms. Alright?"
"Yes, Madame Pomfrey."
"I want you to come back in the morning before class to do a couple more test. I think you can start to use magic again, though. Just take it easy for the first couple of days.
"In the mean time I will be in my rooms. If you need something just knock on the door. Supper will by at six o'clock." She motioned towards the small clock above the hospital doors. With one more warning not to leave the ward and preferably not leave the beds, she left the three teenagers by themselves. Her last visible act was the closing of the curtains around the perimeter of the beds. They heard doors close and then there was silence.
A strange sound broke the silence. Kagome and Ron both looked over at Inuyasha who was sniffing the air like some time of hound. Weird looks greeted him when he stopped smelling and looked over at them. "You don't stink like magic," he declared pointing to Ron.
"What the hell are you talking about?" Confusion must have been the theme of the day as Ron looked confused, again. Kagome, on the other hand, seemed intrigued.
She closed her eyes and when she opened them she looked surprised. "I don't sense any magic either but she said you could use magic. What was she talking about?"
The redhead shifted uncomfortable no longer looked confused, he looked self-conscious. "Umm, I'm special?" he said, hoping they would drop the subject.
The hanyou leaned forwards menacingly and ordered "Answers. Now!"
He swallowed and started to talk softly. "I'm sorta allergic to magic."
"Then why did Poppy say you could use magic."
"It's hard to explain," he spoke quietly.
"Then start at the beginning. You should tell us, the way that the old wizard was talking, it sounds like we will be working with you. How about you tell us about yourself and we'll tell you about ourselves." Kagome's suggestion made the teen pause and think.
"Speak for yourself," Yasha told her in no uncertain terms.
"Hey! I've got my own questions for you. English?" she asked him, pointing accusingly with her finger.
"He talks first and then I'll think about telling you."
Ron sat nervously and pulled his feet up onto the bed and rested his head on his bent knees. "Even my best friends, even my brothers and sister don't know this. I've never told them."
"Well, you can practice by telling us. Maybe it will be easier to tell someone you don't really know and that doesn't really know you." Kagome's tone turned sympathetic again as she addressed the injured redhead.
He was silent. It took some time but he started to tell them his story.
"When I was little, when I was four, I ran away. Not really ran away, just a little kid saying he was running away and then hiding in the house. I was mad cause we couldn't go to this muggle fair in the town we lived near. Ginny and Percy, and the twins, all got Purple Dragon Pox. I didn't get it but since everyone else did we had to stay home. I got mad and ran into the woods. I didn't think my parents cared, or at least that's what I said when they asked. Well, I ran far enough to get to a sheltered pond that was kind of deep in the woods. Charlie used to take me there in the summer but it was late spring, a really warm spring, before he was to come home from school.
"I don't really remember what happened. From what everyone has said I think I was sitting on the little dock that Charlie and Bill made with our Dad. I was sitting there when this thing crawled onto the wooden deck. I was scared of spiders, ever since Fred turned my teddy bear into one but this one, this spider scared me stiff. It was huge, the legs were crooked and it twitched to the left and right as it came towards me. I think I kicked it, trying to get away from it. I didn't go far and it came back and bit me. My dad, who had gotten home and had started looking for me in the woods, heard me scream. He wasn't far and when he got there he found me unconscious on the dock and the dead spider next to my leg. The spider had managed to bite me but it was now dead. They think that my magic reacted and I literally froze the spider. The thing was encased in a block of ice when my dad got there.
"My dad picked me up and saw that my leg was bleeding. Then he saw the spider. He spelled the ice block to him and Apperated all of us to St. Mungo's, a wizarding hospital. After we appearated in the alley in front of the hospital I started screaming, my dad almost dropped me. He never heard me do that. Luckily there was a couple of Mediwizards coming out of the entrance; they rushed both of us into the hospital, spider in tow. It was after they got me into a room did they look at the spider. I was screaming in pain whenever they tried something and the one mediwizard, a young Japanese doctor who was part of some international exchange program took a look at the spider block. Then he yelled for everyone to stop whatever they were doing.
"The spider, the frozen dead spider wasn't native to England. It wasn't native to the Mediwizard's home country of Japan either but there had been an outbreak of spiders that had come over the Pacific in a shipload of Lettuce. The spider was commonly called the Blue Death Spider. Its venom is poisonous and causes an awful death for wizards. The condition it causes is called BDS: Blue Death Syndrome. The person bitten has a reaction to any magic in them or around them. It can cause paralysis and eventually asphyxiation, a blue death because of the lack of oxygen. The person's lips and skin turn blue because of the reaction to the venom and magic and the inability to breathe. These spiders normally live in North America but since it invaded Japan, the Japanese mediwizard had been studying it, including the symptoms of a bite and the markings of the spider.
"The English mediwizards stopped trying to help me. My dad was yelling at them to do something but anything they did, any magic they used would just kill me faster. The Japanese mediwizard had an idea. One of the articles he had been reading had mentioned the idea of repressing magic and self-repression of magic of BDS victims. In the few studies done the wizards that had done this were able to live years past their expected survival time. The other doctors agreed and the young doctor went to call the Doctor who had writing the articles. Less than an hour later I was on a private plane flying to Japan. It was too dangerous to us Floo powder and too far for my Dad to appearate. The Japanese doctor stayed with us the entire way, the entire time setting up spells around me to try to block out magic.
"I was the youngest patient they had ever tried this magic repression therapy on. They had only tried it with adults, not a four year old. It worked. They had to use doctors, nurses, anyone who could repress another person's magic. They even taught my dad, who stayed with me the whole time I was in Japan. Hours every day and night someone sat with me. Day after day, week after week all those people sat with me until I got stronger, until I could start blocking my own magic by my self. The doctor, Dr. Fuyubi, was impressed. I was able to catch on and suppress magic quicker that adult victims he had been treating. After a time I could block out the magic as I slept. I was able to go a day and then weeks at a time blocking magic. The Doctor thought it might have to do with me not being trained in magic. I hadn't even used my magic til the accident when I froze the spider and he thinks that's how I was able to survive the first eight hours, the time when most wizards die. Seven months after my accident I was able to live like a normal muggle boy. But I wasn't a muggle, I was a wizard and after that seven month period they started to reintroduce me to magic.
"By the eleven months you couldn't even tell that anything had happened. The problem was that the poison still affected me, even today. It was like I was allergic to magic. I could tolerate it for a time and then all of a sudden I would have a reaction. I would start getting these sharp pains and it felt like someone was trying to burn me. We found if I suppressed my magic and all other magic was removed I would get better.
"After my one year anniversary the doctor said I could go home to England. I didn't want to go though. In that time, in that year away from England, I learned Japanese, made lots of friends and had my Dad's undivided attention. It was the kind of life I dreamed of, beside the almost dieing and spending a year in the hospital. But my dad said we had to go. He hadn't worked that entire year and that we had a family to go home to and with almost all of my parents' savings gone, he had to go one way or another. He lost the chance at the promotion he had been up for before my accident but at least the Ministry let him have his old job back. So we went back home. We didn't tell Ginny or my brothers what had happened, only that I was sick for a long time but now I was better.
"Why haven't you told your friends about this?"
"In the wizarding world, BDS is looked at the same way as lythrocanthy. People think they will catch it if you're near that person. If wizards would find out I had this, I probably wouldn't be able to get a job or go into stores. I would be exiled into the muggle world by general consensus."
"That bad," Kagome said sympathetically. He nodded.
"Can we see the bite?" This time Inuyasha spoke up, and it was with a quite, almost gentle tone. Kagome really wasn't sure she wanted to see it but morbid curiosity sparked her interests too. She had to be sure that there was some truth to his story, that it wasn't made up.
"Sure." He pulled up his left pants leg, revealing long, smooth white scars running half way up his knee. He pulled down his pant's leg and reached in his shirt to pull out a chain with a pendant that looked like one of those medic alert id tags. "To muggles this says that I'm epileptic, but those with magic see it saying that I really have BDS. Even this little bit of magic I can't stand when I have a reaction so it turns the magical writing off when I'm in pain and I have to turn it on again. I have magic. I can use it a lot but I do get reactions. I had one a couple of nights ago so I'm still suppressing my magic."
"How can we be sure?" Yasha asked warily.
Ron took a deep breath and closed his eyes. Kagome watched him and reached out with her miko senses. She didn't feel any difference, at first. Then she felt the magic unwind from a secret place within the teenager. It was different that the other magics. It was slippery feeling. The other wizards and witch she had been in contact with, their magic felt sticky. It clung to everything around them but this magic slipped by like bubbles swirling and sliding in the air. The slippery magic stayed for a minute until something pulled the slick bubbles back to their hiding place. She looked over at Inuyasha and he nodded his head. He had smelled the magic she had sensed.
Ron's eyes opened and he took a steadying breath.
"Does it hurt now?" she asked with concern.
"You get used to it." He rested for a couple of breaths and then perked up. "Your turn," he said to Inuyasha.
"Why me?"
"You're the one with the dark secrets. How can you speak English?"
The half-demon looked down and muttered something to the mattress.
"What was that, Inuyasha?" Kagome asked curiously.
"I said, 'My mother taught me ,'" he said tersely.
Kagome was surprised. He didn't talk about his mother. What little she knew she gleaned from her encounter with Yasha's brother, Sesshoumaru. Inuyasha did infer a couple of times that he had been close to his mother before her death but he didn't say anything else. This time, though, he had more to say.
"She thought it would be a good idea to learn the different languages of the different traders since we lived near Nagasaki. They would trade with her even when our wonderful fellow villagers wouldn't."
"What languages do you know?" Ron asked curiously.
He looked thoughtful and started counting them off on his fingers. "Well, Japanese and English obviously. I can also speak Dutch and Portuguese, some Chinese, Italian. A little Vietnamese and a couple of other languages."
"Wow, that's bloody brilliant," Ron exclaimed, slipping back into his native language.
Inuyasha gave him a weird look but he didn't comment on the obvious compliment. He instead turned to her and gave her a look saying 'Your turn'. She didn't know how she started, but something compelled her to tell Ron their strange story. It was like something deep within her was compelling, urgering her to confide their search to the boy. She didn't think about it at the time but this urging came from someplace new, deep within her. Whatever inspired this trust hadn't existed within her when she was in Japan. As she told her story she caught Inu's eye as he silently listened. He didn't object. It was almost like he approved of her telling their secret. At it was to her like she could trust Ron, like he wouldn't betray their secret. She went on to tell him about her heritage as a miko and Inuyasha's status as a half-demon. He absorbed this all and he started to talk about his life. He told them of the Boy-Who-Lived and the adventures they had together in school. He told of his many brothers and his little sister. He ended it all with the story of how they got here.
By the time the deep evening bell rang through out the school, the three of them covered hundreds of years of history and started to build something as yet undescribed and unknown to the three of them. Ron reluctantly left, saying that he would see them in the morning. Kagome felt a slight loss at his departure, which was strange. How could someone build something that resembled a relationship in a span of hours? When she voiced this idea to Inuyasha he shrugged and just called her weird, which earned him a sit into the newly reinforced hospital bed.
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AN2:Ok, not exactly where I wanted to end it but I think you all have suffered enough. I have many, many more great things planned for the next chappie. Now, let's let the games begin.
AN3: The book is not a bunch of made up words, it actually means something. In Serbian, Razaranje Nad Određeni Član Nedužan roughly translates into Destruction of the Innocent.