Red Hand

Summary: A power is growing. Two forces are feared to be joining together and no one, except Kakashi, seems to understand what is happening. Will the young Hatake conquer his own demons in time to save the others he didn't realized he cared for? :.:.Naruto/HP Crossover.:.:

Genre: Drama/Angst

Rating: T

Author's Notes: Please excuse grammatically and spelling errors. This is my NaNoWriMo novel...who says it has to be great? Not me, that's for sure.

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto or Harry Potter. They are both owned by other, much richer people, mkay?

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"Going on a mission so soon?"

My hand clenches around the doorknob tighter. I don't bother turning around to face Dumbledore.

"No," I reply, "I am going outside to train."

"Why? Do you not have any missions left?"

"No…I have a lot of missions left. I'm just not strong enough to carry any of them out."

Silence…I twist the doorknob and push the door open.

"Where are you going to be training?" he asks.

"By the lake, there are some rock that stick out of the ground that I can use…if you don't mind them getting cracked a little."

"Just watch out for students," he warns.

"It's nighttime, they shouldn't even be outside."

"Some students like to think that the rules do not apply to them."

"I'll be careful."

I step outside, closing the door behind me. The sky is clear – letting the stars and moon shine brightly upon the world. I walk along one of the many beaten down dirt paths until I get to the lake and the small collection of rocks that are scattered across the ground. All of them are at least twice my height, some of them up to four times my height, and at least ten feet wide.

I push my hitaiate up to reveal Obito's eye and perform a series of seals – ten Kakashi clones appear in a line in front of me. Each of us pulls off our right glove and places it inside a pocket in out vests. We hold out our right hand out, palm up, and focus our chakra into the hand.

I think it is finally time I get around to learning Yondaime's Rasengan.

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Four Days Later

It is a full moon tonight – the night I have managed to master the Rasengan. It was harder then I expected it to be…even with clones to help speed up the training. But then again, leaving Obito's eye uncovered may help train my stamina but it drains my chakra at a faster rate – making it more difficult to master the Rasengan.

Now it is time for a little different training…something I haven't done that much of – fighting on very rough water.

One of my clones stands on the edge of the lake – using the newly acquired Rasengan to stir up the water. I stand in the middle of the lake with three other clones surrounding me.

All of us have our katanas ready and are posed for attack. Now it's going to be just Taijutsu training only – just stamina and chakra focus.

One of the clones moves to attack me. I focus chakra into my feet and tense up my muscles so that I am ready to defend or attack.

And so the training continues.

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Later

I stand, facing one of the rocks, left hand holding tightly around my right wrist. I think it might be cracked, or broken - I am not too sure. Either way, I can not stop this training due to a few sore bones.

I focus my chakra into my right hand, forming a Raikiri with the last remaining strength I have left. Using this jutsu now, when I'm at the brink of unconsciousness, is when I will strengthen myself the most.

I bring my right arm down to my side, left hand still grasping the right wrist that is now screaming in pain and protest. The ball of chakra in my hand gets bigger and bigger – stronger then I have ever managed to make it before.

I push off the ground, running as fast as I can towards the rock in front of me. My left hand lets go of my wrist and I bring my right arm backwards – posing it to strike the rock.

Obito's Sharingan screams a warning at me, yells at me, tells me to stop, to move, to change my current path.

Three figures stand in my way, three figures that are invisible to the naked, human eye, three figures that I'm not sure I can dodge.

I push off of my left foot, desperately trying to move to the right – it is too late for me to stop now, the chakra in my hand is too strong.

I am still too close to them, still too near to them. I jump up and do a somersault – dodging the person on the edge of the group of three. My right arms strikes through the rock – Raikiri hitting the supporting part of the rock…the part I had aimed to avoid earlier. The rock cracks as I focus chakra into my feet to stick to the rock's surface and to keep myself from falling. I place my left hand on the rock's face and push against it to pull my right arm free.

I drop down to the ground and look up at the rock. The crack is slowly getting longer and longer, deeper and deeper. I turn around and face the three people – I already know who they are. They are the kids I found in the halls before, all that time ago.

I walk up to them and pull of that stupid coat that just about got them killed.

I hear the rock grinding against itself as it slowly begins to slide apart in to two pieces – top half and bottom half. I grab the collar of the brown-haired boy – Harry?- with my right hand and I grab the collars of both the red-haired boy – Ron? – and the girl – Hermione? – with my left hand. I lift them up, that stupid coat held tightly in my right hand, and walk calmly and deliberately away from the rock as it crashes down just behind us.

I set the kids down and walk around them so that I am facing them. I fold up the coat that they use to make themselves invisible and tuck it into a pocket in my vest.

"Dumbledore's office," I state, grabbing their collars and giving them a forceful push forward.

They make their way, quietly and radiating fear, towards the Headmaster's office with me following a few steps behind – my hands shoved into my pockets.

We reach the gargoyle that leads to Dumbledore's office and I walk in front of the children. I whisper the password and the gargoyle swings open. I step to the side to let the children enter first.

We reach the door – it opens before anyone even knocks. The kids look back at me and I shrug, nodding my head to show them that they need to enter. They walk into the office and I follow, closing the door behind me.

"What brings you four here?" Dumbledore asks, looking up from the mess of papers on his desk.

"I found these three outside, they were watching me train," I reply, "I almost killed them."

He raises an eyebrow at me.

"I can tolerate a lot of things," I state, "but I can't stand it when people interrupt my training…it's one of those things that just really, really pisses me off."

Dumbledore nods, "Very well, I will deal with the students punishments," he waves me off with his hand.

I bow slightly and turn around.

"Oh, also," Dumbledore calls to me, "How is the new sword holding up?"

"Good…it's very well made – perfectly balanced," I reply.

I open the door, exit the office, and make my way to my own room.

I think it is about time I go deal with some of those Red Hand members.