Dark Love
AN: I'm trying to resurrect Foxstar 1/2, would anybody that read it, object to me making Naruto, Naruko? As in born Fem-Naruto.
AN2:I don't think I have the ability to create out of whole cloth, for the year and three quarters Harry would be attending before this so I'm skipping to the Goblet of Fire. I'm also going to, for the sake of simplicity, make a trimester of the Japanese school start at the same time Hogwarts starts for the year.
AN3: there are some almost fate GO people in this, but they just share the names and forms as the decedents of the legends, they are NOT the legends themselves.
AN4: Yes I'm adding to Harry's group, simply because masses of elemental energies can't produce the heirs he needs.
Chapter 6: The Goblet of Fire.
Harry was relaxing with his two girlfriends and both of his elementals. The only reason why he had two, was that they were involved with each other, before becoming attracted to him, so he ended up with both. It was his least favorite day of the year, Halloween. The day his parents died, the day he made a false friend, and the day he was falsely accused of petrifying an annoying cat, they all happened on the same day of the year.
His school uniform was a pitch black pant and top set, with the school emblem, a wand with twin dragons entwined around it over his heart.
The fact that they were both oni and each one was descended from either the official, or the unofficial, leaders of a band of evil oni. They due to pure chance ended up with the same body forms as their ancestors.
The day, nearly a year ago, that the two officially claimed him in the main hall as their boyfriend, and broke many hearts, both human, and nonhuman, including a three-tailed kitsune that the Christmas directly after that tried to join them by having herself delivered to them tied up bondage style in nothing but ribbons.
Many of the humans remaining were pissed that the wealth, connections, and family magics that were a part of the Potter family was now out of their reach.
She was just lucky that the two oni found it more amusing than something to be angry about, and gave her a promise that if they ever decide to add another girl, she would be the first considered.
Considering that they had four in their group, assuming you count the elementals, Harry has four girls already, they probably wouldn't add another, well unless she proves herself to the oni and elementals that is.
The engagement contract, an easily broken one, between Harry and the two oni was drawn up to protect Harry from other girls, and was put into effect on his birthday after the two had claimed him.
A condition of the contract was that if he was found to be under the effect of a love potion, imperious, compulsion, or any other mind altering effect at the time he tries to break it, the contract would become ironclad. To prevent him from being forced to break it, and to prevent another girl from being added.
It also protected them, as they were the heirs of their own oni clan.
Nobody bothered to tell Harry that oni rarely, if ever, let go of what was theirs.
One of the oni had long blonde hair, a eye design in the center of her forehead, markings from her wrists to her clawed hands, from her ankles to her clawed bare feet, two curved red and black horns on her forehead, and tanned skin. She was wearing a sunny yellow kimono belted by a string of fist sized beads.
Her name was Ibaraki-Douji, decedent of the unofficial oni leader.
The other was wearing... less. She had short purplish black hair, milky white skin, and had two purpleish horns going nearly strait up from her forehead. and was wearing an open kimono, connected black skimpy panty-bra set, a red ribbon around each ankle, some kind of footwear that left most of the foot bare, and that was just about it.
Her name, was Shuten-Douji, decedent of the official leader, due to her being the most powerful at the time.
It was a good thing that the School's dress code was very relaxed for non human students.
Harry didn't count having them become officially his, or him officially theirs, as the exception to the Halloween being bad rule, as Japan was a day ahead of London. The fact that he was attacked the next day by some beings that wanted them for themselves, merely proved his point about the holiday. He had a bad feeling about tomorrow though. Like the worst event yet was going to happen.
Last year, beyond the attacks by his fellow students, went fairly well. The British Minister of Magic, Fudge, tried to station Dementors around the Japanese school, without the permission of the countries government.
Said government was annoyed at the demands for reparations because the Japanese exorcists were frighteningly efficient at destroying the half of the monsters population that was sent to the country.
The Japanese government told them that they should've kept their monsters on their own soil, and demanded reparations for the dozens of people the monsters kissed because they were let loose in their country without any way to control them.
Then a ICW investigation was launched when Japan caught a prison escapee, and upon interrogating him, found he was both innocent, and incarcerated without a trial. The man had come to Japan when he lost a rat's trail entirely when the rat apperated. He had found an article that the Boy-Who-Lived had moved to Japan for his education, and went to find him.
The fact that he was caught, interrogated, and set free in less than a week from when he was caught showed what should have happened back then. He was then set free to do anything that was legal, and that he had funds for.
Which considering he was never convicted, meant that he could use the entire black fortune as soon as he had some converted from galleons, but right now he was trying to find the Japanese academy of magic, or as it's proper name was Mahora Academy.
Part of the reason why he was having trouble finding it was that Harry had asked his headmistress, a seven-tailed kitsune that was also the mother of the gift-wrapped kitsune, to not tell any human, especially those from Great Briton where he was, for any reason, and to, unless it was absolutely necessary, not to allow them to come to the school if they were looking for him.
The headmistress had no reason to refuse the request, because random people have no reason to just drop in anyway.
Harry's premonition would turn out to be right.
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Four am the next day the five were called into the Headmistresses Office from their dorms, inside the office was a very large woman, a man bundled in furs, a greasy haired man, Dumbledore, and of course Harry's headmistress. (EN) There would have been more but the office was crowded enough with the ten people in it. Especially since one was very large.
The headmistress of Mahora Academy had crimson fur and hair, and looked like an anthropomorphic fox, which was their second favorite form. She stood an impressive six foot four inches, and had a rather impressive bust, that was completely covered by her modest kimono. She was barefoot at the moment, but in her more human forms she wears a pair of sensible heeled shoes. Her eyes were a bright gold with slit pupils.
"Harry, my boy, it's good to see you..." Dumbledore started.
"Headmistress, I feel distinctly uncomfortable that an older man, one that has no current connection to me, is addressing me in such a manner," Harry replied, as both his arms were seized by a girl.
Dumbledore paused as he was so easily dismissed, and that Harry objected to being addressed like how he was usually addressed by Dumbledore.
"Dumbledore-San, please show the proper decorum for addressing Potter-Chan. Now, why have you awoken us from out slumber," the agitated Kitsune asked with her tails thrashing about.
She paused as she heard the Durmstrang headmaster mutter about them being lazy, and sharply reprimanded him, "Need I remind you it's three am here? You woke all six of us from our slumber claiming an emergency, now speak."
Dumbledore coughed and replied, "Well yes, Someone entered Mr. Potter's name into the goblet of fire, and then confunded it to make him a fourth champion. He needs to compete or he'll loose his magic."
"Just grab the boy, and drag him back. I personally think the brat should've not been informed and loose his magic," Snape snarked, and then he was turned into a greasy cauldron by the kitsune in the room.
"Madam Mina, that was..." Dumbledore started.
"Absolutely necessary, and quite restrained," Madam Maxim replied. "I would have killed the man for suggesting to kidnap, or let die, one of my students in front of me."
Dumbledore gave both of the headmistresses disappointed looks, and then noticed the last headmaster nodding. With a disappointed sigh he decided to drop it for now, and continued, "Anyway, he needs to come to our school for the year to compete."
Harry glared at the old man, and said, "Fine, but they, if they are willing will come with me," he pointed to the girls and continued, "and I demand a Representative from my school to come, and keep me caught up, and to have an advocate I can trust. After all, I know who entered me in this damn thing. Now we have to go pack." and with that Harry left, and the Oni joining him after glaring at the headmaster.
Before the boy was able to leave Dumbledore asked, "who do you think entered you?"
"Isn't it obvious? A meddlesome old man whom wants to control me," he shot back before leaving.
Dumbledore raised his hands and told the rest of the people in the room, "It wasn't me. I was as shocked as anybody."
The rest of the school heads looked at him suspiciously and Mina the kitsune said, "I don't quite trust your word. I myself, will be attending as my students' advocate, all three of them, and will be their personal tutor in magic, since he is only third year in our school. (EN2) He wasn't taught enough the first year and a third he was in your school to be in the second year when he arrived, and had to study exceedingly hard to reach second year of the new school year in April, and that's just for the classes we have in common. He had to study exceedingly hard during the next school year to reach third year in the other subjects."
Dumbledore grimaced, he was expecting to have time to convince Harry to come back, but the amount of suspicion he was getting was making it hard. The fact that Harry apparently had to do make up work to reach the second year in Mahora, made him restless.
Harry's grades were more than sufficient to progress to the second year in Hogwarts.
He would have to step up his investigation, and find the culprit if he was to have a chance.
Mina left to pack, as she would need her own supplies, such as clothes and personal items.
The headmistress returned first as her office was off of her quarters, and had a scroll tucked in her kimono.
Ten minutes later the three students and two elementals returned, with the students stashing a similar scroll on their person, or in a scroll holder.
"Packed for the year?" Mina asked.
"Yes Mina-domo." "Yes." and a nod was her answer.
Dumbledore produced a sock that it looked like a rainbow vomited out, and instructed everyone to take it. He explained that it was an international portkey that will take them to just outside Hogwarts.
A nauseating trip later, those that have never used one before (the oni) were vomiting out their last three meals.
Dumbledore had a feeling he was forgetting something.
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Inside Headmistresses Mina's office, a greasy Cauldron sat forgotten.
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As Dumbledore lead he group into the great hall, he felt like he was still forgetting something. It was nagging at the edge of his mind.
He was met in the great hall, with much staring by the students and staff.
The oldest woman on staff besides himself was looking at Shuten-Douji, and then clutched her heart as she saw such an indecent outfit on a young looking girl.
As she collapsed, the school healer started working on her, and quickly got her heart restarted. She then took the old woman to the hospital wing to recover, and gave disapproving looks at the garb of both the young females in the group.
Dumbledore facepalmed as he remembered the second thing he forgot, or at least not fully realized.
Both females, but especially Shuten-Douji, were dressed quite scandalously for many cultures. With a sigh he led the tired and grumpy sextet into the room where the other champions were waiting.
In many other universes, Harry would be greeted with insults and accusations of cheating, but since he hadn't even had the opportunity to put his name in, as he hadn't been in England for over a year and a half, much less Hogwarts, so all that was left was the explanations.
The Japanese 'mortals' were so tired from being awoken early, the students because Harry had a hard time sleeping that night, and only got to sleep at around three-thirty because of his bad feeling that plagued him the day before, which of course kept his oni fiancee's awake, and the headmistress had a late night of paperwork, including something she had been thinking of doing for nearly half a year.
Well the initial plans for what she was thinking of, the paperwork still needed permission, and one signature.
The elementals would fill the four in after they had gotten some sleep, coffee, and/or energy drinks.
Mina, nearly dead on her feet turned to Dumbledore, and asked, "I assume you have a pair of guest rooms somewhere? Harry sleeps in the same bed as his fiancee's so we only need two. We need some sleep, after all you woke us up way too early.
Dumbledore bit his tongue at hearing that Harry was engaged, or at least thought he was, and lead the way to the requested rooms, while telling a house elf to, for tonight at least, replace one of the beds with a much larger one, capable of fitting five people.
He wondered how this new twist would affect his plans, and he also needed to check on the status of the engagement contract he made the previous year. Yes, he was removed from the boy's guardianship, but he had assumed his position as Chief Warlock, would be sufficient. He realized that he needed to check the laws regarding such things, if he was lucky, and if he needed to, he could destroy all the copies before he got caught, assuming that the girl doesn't blab.
He made the decision to speak to the young lady after breakfast, and hope she doesn't mess things up by mentioning the contract before he had a chance to examine the laws.
He could hope.
Now if only he could remember what he knew he forgot.
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A Greasy cauldron was still forgotten in the Japanese Headmistress's office.
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End chapter.
EN: Japan is 8 hours AHEAD of England, so assuming the goblet was read at seven, and then give them a couple of hours to get some emergency portkeys, that would put them at Mahora at 5.
EN2: I believe that Japanese schools do trimesters, and that the year starts in April or May. Harry started early January, as a transfer first year, and managed to make up the difference in the English 'core' classes to reach second year.