Sorry for the long wait on an update. There is a small time skip here, just to let you know. Anyway, I do not own Naruto or Harry Potter. They are owned by Masashi Kishimoto and J. K. Rowling.
One week to Christmas break, it was late night, Naruto was in Dumbledore's office and Kiba was asleep on the couch with Akamaru at his feet. Upstairs Harry was having a nightmare, tossing and turning so much he got tangled in his bed sheets. His face was white and he was covered in an icy sweat. His scar burned like a white hot poker was being applied to it. Ron, Neville, Seamus and Dean surrounded the bed, watching him.
"Harry!" Ron yelled, shaking his shoulder. Harry didn't wake up so he tried again. "HARRY!" he yelled. Harry's eyes snapped open. He saw Ron standing over him, looking frightened. Harry winced with a sharp gasp of pain and clutched his forehead, and just as he did he rolled over to the side of the bed and vomited over the edge of the mattress.
"He's really ill," Neville said in a scared voice. "Should we call someone?" Harry took in deep breaths and pushed himself up in the bed, willing himself not to throw up again, the pain half blinding him.
"Ron…you're dad…" he panted, his chest heaving. "You're dad's…been attacked…"
"What?" Ron asked, confused at what he was talking about.
"Your dad! He's been bitten, it's serious, there was blood everywhere…" Harry snapped, partly in anger, and partly in annoyance that he wasn't listening.
"I'm going for help." Neville said, and he turned and ran to the door. He stumbled halfway down the stairs, nearly falling down the rest of the way. There was a loud clattering noise as he opened the door, and it was loud enough to startle the sleeping ninja on the couch.
"Argh! What the…?!" Kiba yelped, jumping to his feet, accidentally standing on Akamaru's tail, making him let out a high yelp and growl at Kiba.
"Sorry Akamaru." Kiba apologized, patting his head. Kiba ran over to Neville who looked slightly disturbed.
"What's going on?" he asked.
"Harry's ill and speaking nonsense." Neville explained. Kiba raised an eyebrow and ran upstairs with him. When he got in the room he saw Harry panting for breath and a puddle of vomit on the floor.
"What's wrong?" Kiba asked, walking over top the bed.
"It's Ron's dad…"Harry sat up again and looked at the ninja, relieved to have someone he knew could do something about what he saw. "He's been attacked by a snake and it's serious, I saw it happen." Kiba raised an eyebrow and pulled him up.
"I'm not sure if I understand this, but you're coming with me anyway." He said.
"I'm not going to the hospital wing." Harry said, pulling out of his grasp.
"Of course you're not. We're going to see Dumbledore-sama about this. Huh…Ron, you might want to come too." Kiba said. Harry stared for a moment, and then nodded and they headed out, followed by Ron. Before leaving the common room Kiba went to Akamaru.
"Akamaru, I'm taking Harry and Ron to Dumbledore-sama, stay here and watch the place. Man-beast clone." He ordered. Akamaru barked and with a puff of smoke, right where Akamaru was just sitting was another Kiba.
"Now it will look like I never left. Akamaru can handle it here." Kiba explained as they left. The Kiba clone smirked and spread out on the couch, and soon fell asleep, luckily a light sleep.
Kiba, Ron and Harry moved in a slight rush and when they got to the gargoyle Kiba raked his brain for the password to get to Dumbledore's office.
"Fizzing Whizbee." He said, finally remembering it. The gargoyle moved aside and revealed the staircase. The two climbed up it and Kiba knocked on the door. They waited for a few moments, and while they did he saw how much Harry was shaking. Harry was so busy with the fearful thoughts running through his heads that he wasn't paying attention to how long they were waiting. The door opened and they saw Naruto in the doorway, surprise etched on his features when he saw Kiba with Harry and Ron. Before Naruto could even ask anything Harry pushed his way into the room and to Dumbledore's desk.
"What's going on?" Naruto asked Kiba, closing the door as they walked in.
"Harry had a nightmare or something like that." Kiba shrugged, never really grasping the situation. Ron watched curiously from the wall where he was standing.
"It wasn't a nightmare." Harry snapped, looking back at them.
"Please Harry; just tell me what's going on." Dumbledore said calmly, leaning back in his chair.
"I…well, I was asleep…" Harry said, and even in terror and his desperation to make Dumbledore understand he felt slightly irritated that the headmaster was not looking at him, but instead looking at his own fingernails instead. "But it wasn't an ordinary dream…it was real…I saw it happen…" Harry took in a deep breath, "Ron's dad—Mr. Weasly—has been attacked by a giant snake."
There was a pause in which Dumbledore leaned back and stared meditatively at the ceiling. Ron looked from Harry to Dumbledore, white-faced and shocked.
"How did you see this?" Dumbledore asked quietly, still not looking at Harry.
"Well…I don't know." Said Harry, rather angrily, what did it matter? "Inside my head, I suppose."
"You misunderstand me. Can you remember what you're position was as you watched?" Dumbledore said calmly.
"I…I was the snake. I saw it all from the snake's point of view…" Harry said. Nobody spoke for a moment, then Dumbledore, now looking at Ron, who was still white –faced, said in a new and sharper voice, "is Arthur seriously injured?"
"Yes." Harry said emphatically, why were they all so slow on the uptake, did they not realize how much a person bled when fangs that long pierced their side? Kiba and Naruto glanced at each other with curious, yet empathetic expressions on their faces. Naruto walked over to the pale Weasly boy and patted his shoulder gently.
All the eyes followed Dumbledore as he walked over to the many portraits that covered the wall. He looked at the sleeping pictures that were hanging very near the ceiling.
"Everard?" Dumbledore said sharply. "And you too Dilys!"
The two portraits opened their eyes immediately, showing that they were most likely awake the whole time. The elderly witch was Dilys and the shallow faced wizard was Everard.
"You were listening?" Dumbledore asked. The wizard nodded and the witch said, "Naturally."
"The man has red hair and glasses." Said Dumbledore, "Everard, you will need to raise the alarm, make sure he is found by the right people…"
Both pictures moved sideways out of their frames, but instead of reappearing in the pictures next to them, neither reappeared.
"Everard and Dilys were two of Hogwarts's most celebrated headmasters," Dumbledore said, now slipping past Harry, Ron and the two shinobi and to the magnificent sleeping bird on the perch beside the door. "Their renown is such that both have portraits hanging in other important Wizarding institutions. As they are free to move between their own portraits they can tell us what may be happening elsewhere…"
"But Mr. Weasly could be anywhere!" Harry said loudly. Naruto was about to say something when Dumbledore interrupted.
"Please sit down, all four of you. Or maybe Kiba, you should get back to the common room." he said, looking at the shinobi. It seemed like he didn't even hear Harry speak.
"Akamaru can handle it there. Besides, I disguised him to look like me, so it will be fine." Kiba reassured, pulling up one of the chairs the headmaster conjured up.
"Very well then. But I suggest you should get back soon, but you are welcome to stay." Dumbledore said curtly. Kiba nodded and sat down, followed by Naruto Harry and Ron. Dumbledore was quick on the uptake of the shinobi way, so he easily understood how Kiba could make Akamaru look like him, or how Naruto could make clones of himself.
The bird Dumbledore was busy stroking stirred from its sleep and looked at him with its bright dark eyes.
"We will need a warning." Dumbledore said very quietly to Fawkes. There was a flash of fire and the phoenix was gone. Dumbledore hurried to one of the fragile silver instruments whose functions Harry had never known, carried it to his desk, sat down facing them again and tapped it gently with the tip of his wand.
The instrument shook into life at once with rhythmic clinking noises. The two shinobi leaned forward, watching it with the utmost curiosity as tiny puffs of green smoke issued from the miniscule silver tube at the top. Dumbledore watched the smoke closely, his brow furrowed, and after a few seconds the tiny puffs became a steady stream of smoke that thickened and coiled in the air…a serpents head grew at the end of it, opening its mouth wide. Harry wondered if the instrument was confirming his story.
"Psst, hey Kiba, any idea what that means?" Naruto whispered after seeing the device's work.
"Not a clue." Kiba shrugged.
"Naturally, naturally…" Dumbledore mumbled, referring to the smoke. "But in essence divided?"
Harry had no idea what he was talking about. The smoke serpent split itself instantly into two snakes, both coiling around each other. With a look of grim satisfaction Dumbledore gave the instrument one final tap with his wand, the clinking noise died down, and the smoke serpents grew faint, and vanished. Dumbledore put it back in its rightful place.
"Dumbledore-sama, did that mean that Harry was telling the truth?" Naruto asked. After seeing the cold glare from Harry he added, "Hey, I didn't doubt you, it just seemed a little to much like a dream."
"Dumbledore?" everyone looked up to see Everard back in his portrait, panting for breath.
"What news?" Dumbledore asked at once.
"I yelled until someone came running. Said I heard something moving downstairs, they weren't sure if they believed me but went to check anyway. They did find him, and I saw when they carried him up. He's covered in blood." Everard explained.
"Good." The headmaster said as Ron made a convulsive movement. "I take it Dilys will have seen him arrive then…"
And moments later Dilys had returned. "Yes, they've taken him to St. Mungo's; they carried him under my portrait…he looks very bad…" Dilys panted.
"Thank you." Dumbledore said. He turned around to face Naruto and Kiba, who sat up and looked lively as soon as he did. In truth, they really had no idea what was going on. So Harry really did see everything in his dream? And now the man that they met at the beginning of their mission, the one who filled them in on most of the stuff, was dying?
"Kiba, I believe you should go and get the other Weasly children." Dumbledore said. Kiba nodded and headed for the door. "But I suggest you send Akamaru with them instead, you said you could disguise him as you're self, correct?" he added.
"Of course. But when he is, he can't exactly speak, so I think Naruto should wait outside to open the door." Kiba said. Dumbledore nodded in approval and Naruto left with him.
"What about mum?" Ron asked curiously, the thought just striking him.
"That will be a job for Fawkes when he has finished keeping a lookout for anyone approaching. But she may already know…that excellent clock of hers…" Harry knew Dumbledore was referring to the clock that told not time, but the whereabouts and conditions of the various Weasly family members. Dumbledore pulled out an old kettle and tapped it with his wand, saying, "portus,". The kettle shook for a moment and glowed, and then it relaxed once more.
He walked over to another portrait.
"Phineas. Phineas." The wizard remained sleeping. "Phineas…PHINEAS!" the wizard couldn't pretend to be asleep anymore. He opened his eyes with a theatrical jerk and pretended to yawn.
"You called?" Phineas asked.
"Go to you're other portrait Phineas. I've got another message."
"Oh? And what would the message be, and to whom?" Phineas asked, stretching and glancing around the room.
"You know very well to whom it will go to. You are to give the message that Arthur Weasly has been gravely injured and that his wife, children and Harry Potter and Naruto Uzumaki will be arriving at his house shortly. Do you understand?"
"Arthur Weasly, injured, wife and children, Potter and Naruto coming to stay." Repeated Phineas in a bored tone. "Yes, yes, I will go now…" he sloped out of his frame and disappeared from view. The study door opened and Naruto walked in with Fred, George, and Ginny were rushed in by the Kiba clone, all three looking disheveled and shocked, still in their pajamas.
"Harry, what's going on?" Ginny asked, who looked frightened. "Kiba said you saw dad hurt and…"
"Your father had been injured in the course of his work for the Order of the Phoenix." Dumbledore said. The Kiba clone wandered over to the portraits and gave a quick glance.
"Akamaru, you can change back to a dog if you wish." Dumbledore said generously. Obviously none of the other siblings knew that wasn't the real Kiba because they weren't in the room by the time Kiba went to make sure he got everyone. There was a puff of gray smoke and the large white dog appeared and gave a grateful bark, making the twins and Ginny jump in surprise. Akamaru made his way to Dumbledore, and received a pat on the head from him.
"He has been taken to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries. I am sending you to Sirius's house, which is much more convenient for the hospital than the Burrow. You will meet you're mother there." Dumbledore explained, glancing at the dog that was currently stretching with a large yawn.
"How are we going? Floo powder?" Fred asked.
"No. By Portkey of course." Dumbledore said. Naruto groaned, remembering the last time he traveled by Portkey.
There was a flash of flame in the middle of the office, leaving behind a single golden feather floating down to the floor.
"It's Fawkes's warning. She must know you're out of your beds…Akamaru, how fast can you get any one of our Shinobi friends?" Dumbledore asked, looking at the dog. Akamaru gave a soft bark and shook his head. Naruto opened the door for the dog and let him bound out of the room.
He ran to so fast he nearly missed the closest ninja on patrol that evening. He past right by Neji, so he spun around and ran into him on purpose. Neji lunged forward and looked at the dog.
"What's going on?" he asked him, patting Akamaru's head. Akamaru snarled and barked, the got a grip on his pant legs and pulled him forward.
Neji followed him and they ran as fast as they could. At the gargoyle Akamaru found a snag. He couldn't get in if he couldn't say the password. He barked loudly and Neji said the password for him. They ran up the stairs and into the office.
"What's going on?" Neji asked quickly.
"Umbridge must have found out they are out of bed," Dumbledore motioned to the Weasly's and Harry. "Go and head her off, tell her any story, just to stall her long enough for me to send them to Sirius's home. I'll explain everything later, but please hurry and do so." Dumbledore ordered. Neji gave a quick bow and ran out to find the toad Umbridge.
"You did well Akamaru…" Dumbledore rummaged through a drawer and pulled out a magical pet snack and gave it to him as thanks. Akamaru ate it happily and barked. Phineas was back in his frame by then and everyone was getting ready to leave.
"You have all used a Portkey, correct?" they all nodded, though Naruto never liked using this mode of transporting. They put a hand on the old kettle and waited for Dumbledore to send them away. "On the count of three then…one…two…"
It happened in a fraction of a second: in the infinitesimal pause before Dumbledore said 'three' Harry looked at him—they were very close together—and Dumbledore's clear blue gaze moved from the Portkey to Harry's face for the first time that evening. At once Harry's scar burned white-hot, as though the old wound had burst open again, and unbidden, unwanted, but terrifyingly strong, there rose within Harry a hatred so powerful he felt, for an instant, that he would like nothing better than to strike, to bite, to sink his fangs into the man before him. Harry winced in pain and Naruto turned his attention to him quickly, without expecting Dumbledore say, "…three!"
They all felt a powerful jerk behind their navels, the ground vanished and they began banging into each other as they sped around, getting to their destination was not the best part.
They all landed with a loud thud. Naruto sat up quickly and looked at Harry, who was rubbing his scar vigorously.
"Hey, you ok?" the shinobi asked.
"I'm fine." Harry spat, not in the mood to talk to him.
"Well…if you say so…just, I've never seen you like this, so if you need help just ask." Naruto shrugged, standing up and walking out the door. "Hey Sirius! We're here!" he yelled, walking down the hallway.
"Heh, I can see that." Sirius's voice answered with a chuckle.
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