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Thanks to everyone that reviewed. This chapter ended up as a viewpoint chapter to help explain and clear up some things. Let me know if it gets a bit confusing.
Anisuke watched with morbid fascination as the woman he had feared for most of his childhood fainted at the sight of his angry mates. They had been unsettled throughout the entire trip. None of them had liked the fact that they had to so completely rely on Anisuke during this era nor had they liked the smell of heavy pollution that hung in the air. The first car that they came across at the base of the shrine had caused all but Naraku to jump about three feet into the air and kept Kouga growling every time one of them passed. Naraku had spent enough time watching Kagome through Kanna's mirror to contain his reaction to the cars.
When they had entered the airport Anisuke had to take control, he managed to locate four passengers that had tickets for first class and had used his fox abilities to take their places on the flight. He did feel a little bad about leaving them in the airport's bathroom, they would wake up without any knowledge of what happened, but they each looked well enough off to book the next flight.
He stepped over Petunia's form without another glance as he moved to make sure that they hadn't gotten rid of all of his things. Sirius had sent him a book about warding property against theft and damage, but he wasn't sure if it would hold in this house. First he checked to make sure that his trunk was still under the stairs. He heard shuffling in the background as his mates dragged Petunia in the house rather roughly.
His trunk was right where he left it though it looked like Vernon had tried to burn it before the wards kicked in. He pulled it into the living room to see that his mates had dragged Petunia into the middle and left her in the middle as they investigated the room. Sesshomaru was looking at the photos on the wall in disgust. Kouga had managed to find the remote and was randomly pushing buttons, the translation charms that he had cast on them earlier helping understand the shows that he was flipping through. Naraku was staring at Petunia as if wondering how many of her limbs he could rip off before she bled to death, which is probably exactly what he was thinking.
Anisuke opened his trunk and pulled out a piece of parchment and a quill and sat down at the dining table. He needed to write to someone, staying in this house would be inviting disaster. It was still early in the morning, Vernon was probably at work and Dudley was probably scouting the neighborhood for small children to terrorize, if either of them made it home before they left they would end up doing or saying something that would result in their own disemboweling. He could admit to himself that he wouldn't really mind if that happened, but it would make things so much harder with all the attention that would bring. He was going to try for the 'innocent' wizard that came of age and drew three mates; the whole demon thing was his ace in the hole.
Dumbledore was an option, but he would probably twinkle and say that he and his mates could surely stand to stay with his relatives for a couple more weeks. There was no telling where Sirius was, for all Anisuke knew he could literally be in Timbuktu, the same goes for Remus. The Weasleys were not on his hot list and they did whatever Dumbledore told them with a few glaring exceptions (Fred, and George), while Bill and Charlie were pretty much unknown. Really he didn't have too many options.
He finally decided to call on someone that he would normally never have contact with, but right now it was the only option that would get him everything that he wanted and perhaps several favors in the future.
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The whole experience had Sesshomaru on edge. The first thought that had crossed his mind after they had left the well house was that the future stunk, horribly. The smell was of something that had rotted some time ago, it made the inside of his nose burn, and he most certainly did not like it. The metal carriages 'cars' were loud and made the smell in the air stronger. The clothes that he was put into were constrictive and slightly uncomfortable, though they did not displease him as much as Anisuke's attire. The clothes he had given himself looked as if they had come off of a fairly large animal. He was especially incensed when they were told that they were the clothes that he had always worn, they were all he was allowed to have. If he was to come across those that raised his mate he would greatly enjoy their death, but he knew that if he did so he would make Anisuke unhappy, and that is the last thing he wanted.
The trip through the 'airport' was torture in its purest form. So many filthy humans were wandering around with no organization, most of them not even watching where they were going, he found the urge to cover his nose and leave to be almost overwhelming. When Anisuke had informed them that he would have to place illusions on them to get them onto the plane the only thing that made him agree was the pout that was turned his way. The ride on the 'airplane' was highly unsettling, he was in a metal tube thousands of feet in the air with dozens of sweaty, rude humans who kept asking inappropriate questions of his mate, no one should ask if they could make his mate more comfortable in his presence, or at all for that matter. His mates comfort was his concern not their's.
After that they had to take one of the cars that served as a 'taxi' to the location of Anisuke supposed caretakers. The area they were in was slightly unnerving; all of the houses looked exactly alike except for the numbers on the door. They stopped at the one labeled with the number 4. When Anisuke knocked on the door it was several moments before he heard the human inside move to answer it, highly rude. The woman that opened the door looked more like a horse than a human; she was bony with a long face, watery blue eyes, and stringy blonde hair, an ugly woman even for a human. She looked at them for a short moment before she fainted to the floor in the middle of the doorway.
Once inside of the house he let Kouga drag the woman into the main living area as he moved to look at the portraits on the wall that Anisuke had told him were 'picture' while they were in the airport. None of them were of Anisuke when he was hidden as a human. There were many of a very large human boy that was obviously the horse woman's son and also the one that Anisuke got his childhood clothes from. There was also many of what was plainly the boy's father, an even larger man with at least for chins and the same eyes and hair of the mother and son, though with a slightly gray tint. He vaguely wondered if the man's head would pop if he choked him to death, he would have to use a rope; he refused to lay his hands on anything that disgusting.
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Anisuke took a bit of time on the missive; he wanted to get his point plainly across without leaving anything too open for interpretation. He finally signed his human name to the bottom of the page and for once decided to include his title as well; he would need every advantage that he could get.
He walked to the window and let out a short whistle, hoping that Hedwig was in the area. He had let her out before they had went to Japan so that she could hunt as Vernon refused to allow her to come along as it would look too 'freakish'. He let out a small sigh of relief when she flew into the window and landed lightly on his shoulder. She gently nipped him on the ear as if asking him where he had been. "Sorry girl. I ended up having one of my normal strokes of luck."
She cooed letting him know that she understood. He told her where he wanted her to take the rather long missive after he gave her a treat and tied it gently to her leg. She gave a hoot of acceptance when he told her that it needed to get to the recipient as quickly as she could fly and that she was to make sure that it was opened and read only by the person it was meant for immediately. She took off out of the window and disappeared into the horizon with a determined air.
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Sirius was on the verge of tearing something to pieces, this house was going to drive him even further into insanity. The only consolation that he had was that Dumbledore had told him that he would be able to see his godson over Christmas. Originally they were thinking about picking him up at his relatives so that he could go through his coming of age surrounded by experienced wizards but those muggle had decided to go to Japan and Dumbledore thought that it would be better to let Harry experience his coming of age with his family. Sirius knew that that was just an excuse, Dumbledore just wanted to make sure that he didn't make Harry more independent, he knew that the old man was using Harry to do what he was now getting to old for while still getting credit. The only thing that was keeping his mouth shut was that he knew that the old fart would turn him in if he so much as thought that he was going to say anything. The only thing that had stopped him from doing it so far was how grateful Harry had been to him about Sirius so far. Sirius could only hope that Harry would see through Dumbledore's twinkle before it was too late.
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Remus sighed as he nursed another wound, this pack was one of the more friendly ones, and he only had two fractured ribs this time. He was more thankful than he wanted to admit that Dumbledore finally got the hint that the werewolves were not interested in anything that the old man had to say, if he had come on Harry's behalf though, most of the packs would have listened with rapture. Of course, now that he had run out of immediate usefulness he was to be tucked away with Sirius in that nightmare of a house until Dumbledore found another use for him.
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Luna hummed as she organized the knickknacks on her shelf; she had all sorts of things from the trips she took with her father to find unusual beasts. She knew that things were going to change and that change was going to center around Harry. She had been his friend since her second year; they had run into each other when he had been trying to find somewhere to hide from Hermione's nagging and Ronald's loud mouth. They had ended up in Ravenclaw tower, surprisingly Harry fit in really well. Everyone thought that he was just a moderately intelligent jock that allowed Hermione to do all his homework for him, they were shocked when he knew more about magic then some of the pureblood sixth years, he was dubbed a 'Raven in the Lion's den' and given the password to the tower every time it changed.
His presence helped her out as well. She was no longer the outcast, they still thought that she was weird, but her things no longer came up missing. She was considered to be untouchable because she was one of Harry's friends, but all she cared about was that Harry actually listened to what she had to say without thinking that she was loony. They would have long discussions about the nargles that she thought were the cause of the Headmaster's twinkle, she felt accepted with Harry around; he was her brother in all but blood and whatever change he was going to lead, she would be right behind him no matter what.
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Neville tended his gardens while thinking about some of the things he had heard over the summer so far. His grandmother had been talking with Dumbledore a lot during the last month or so. Dumbledore seemed to want Neville to help keep tabs on Harry throughout the school year, as he thought that Harry wouldn't notice that Neville was watching him. Gran had exploded on the old man and told him that it would be a cold day in hell when her grandson became some kind of spy and stalk a fine young man like Harry, and Neville couldn't have agreed more. Harry was one of the finest blokes he knew, even though he was almost always surrounded by those leeches (Ron and Hermione), he always found a little time each day to say hello and ask him how his day was going. He also spent a lot of time helping Neville study in most of his classes, even potions, while he helped Harry with Herbology. Harry was surprisingly good with plants when he wasn't trying too hard, they responded to him, when he was happy the plants around him seemed to perk up and the opposite was also true. After they had figured out that he need to relax in class his grades really improved.
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Dumbledore was a very unhappy wizard. It seemed that every plan he had made this summer had failed rather spectacularly. First he had sent Remus to negotiate with the various werewolf packs throughout England, but the attempts had all met with complete failure, most of them wouldn't even listen to what they were going to offer them in exchange for their help, saying that they would never follow through, they wouldn't but that was beside the point! His attempts to garner a new spy to keep tabs on Harry also met with a brick wall that was known as Mrs. Longbottom, she refused to even let him speak to Neville and he knew that without her approval the boy wouldn't even listen to what he had to say. Sirius was beginning to get on his nerves, the only thing that kept that man off his back was a promise to let Harry visit him for the holidays, the man seemed to be desperate to see him, but he would have to make sure that they were watched; perhaps he could also invite the Weasleys to Headquarters as well. He would also have to make sure that Hermione and Ronald knew that they needed to make sure that they did not let Sirius get Harry alone.
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Hermione was reading a book on wizarding laws while Ron looked through the latest quidditch magazine. Neither one of them had even thought about Harry since summer had started. They were in fact perfectly happy to forget that he even existed.
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Somewhere in the Wizarding World Hedwig flew through a window that was designed to allow mail owls and navigated her way to the person that her master had written to, she would make sure that this letter was read, even if pecking was necessary.
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