Authors note: ok welcome to my brain, I can't kept it on track or on one
story for more then a couple days before I have another one comes up and I
have to write it down. I have a stack of stories at least three feet tall
in my room and if you want to know my writing change your font to like size
8 and you have how large I write, and all the stories are incomplete. Well
any way this is set after OOP, it Harry's sixth year and after a botched
potion strange things start happening, and all are centered around a young
man with long white hair and dog ears.
Disclaimer: ok I don't own anything that you don't recognize form either Harry Potter or Inuyasha. As you can all tell this is an Inuyasha/ HP crossover.
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"INUYASHA!"
Bolting up right Harry clutched his head, his breath coming in sharp quick gasps, his body was covered in cold sweat causing his pajamas to stick uncomfterbly to him.
For weeks he had been haunted by these strange dreams of a strange man with long white hair and dog-ears.
Inuyasha? that was the strange man name. * Harry thought to himself as he looked down at his hands. The dreams, no memories had started shortly after a potions accident in Snape's class.
~*FLASHBACK*~
Harry stared sadly down at his potion; they were creating a memory renewal potion, and it was supposed to be a blood red color, but like always his wasn't.
Snape swept between the tables, his black robes giving him a very bat like appearance. He stopped next to Harry's potion, his fathomless black eyes gazing down into an equally black potion. His thin lips curled into a cruel smile that could only mean trouble.
"Well Potter it seems that you could not even completes this simple potion with out screwing up." Snape sneered. Draco and his goons laughed form across the room. Harry glared at them from his position. He was the only Gryffindor that had made it into Snape's advanced potions class.
"Drink it." Harry's head shot up to stare at his professor. He couldn't be serious could he? By the look on his face told Harry that he was serious, and that there was no way in hell that he was going to get out of it.
Sighing Harry grabbed a beaker and filled it with his black potion. Snape's eyes positively dance with mirth. Surprising a growl that suddenly rose in his throat, he tipped his head back and downed the foul tasting liquid in a single gulp. Chocking and sputtering he tried desperately not to throw up. The classroom rang with laughter; the Slytherins were the loudest of corse.
The room suddenly fell silent as the beaker that Harry had been holding fell to the floor shattering into thousands of tiny pieces. Every head turned to stare at the now silent Gryffindor. Harry sat straight backed with a look of the utmost horror on his face.
"Potter?"
Harry's body suddenly went into convulsions.
"Potter?!" There was panic clearly in Snape's voice as he pulled the convulsing Harry to the ground.
"Malfoy, get Pomfrey...NOW!" Malfoy ran out of the room, though once out side Snape's sight slowed to a walk and took his sweet time getting to the infirmary.
Suddenly Harry stopped moving. Fear gripped Snape as he watched the boy become deathly still.
"POTTER!" Snape began shaking the boy to see if he would rouse. Harry's body flopped around limply. Sitting back on his knees Snape put his head into his hands, his body trembling. * No..I killed him....he simply added an extra unicorn tail hair, the potion was dead it wouldn't do anything...it wasn't supposed to do this. *
"Professor!"
Snape looked up just in time to see a beaded necklace appear around Harry's neck, the beads on the necklace were a blue color, and ever so often there was a fang. Curiosity overriding his panic he leaned forward to investigate. Harry chest rose and fell rapidly.
"Potter?" Harry's eyes suddenly snapped open, revealing not green but golden amber eyes.
"KAGOME!"
END FLASHBACK
Harry fingered the necklace around his neck, ever since it had appeared no one had been able to remove it. Dumbledore had been furious with Snape over that stunt, so mad that he suspended Snape from work until further notice. That had been over three weeks ago and he still wasn't back. No one would really admit it out right but they missed Snape. But there was nothing they could do until Dumbledore decided to allow him back in.
The first rays of morning filtered in through the window. Sighing Harry turned to his trunk deciding that he should get dressed. A sense of dread filled his growling stomach. Shaking his head he turned to one of the full- length mirrors in his dormitory. Staring back at him was a stranger yet not. Ever since that potion he had been changing, it had started out with his senses; I was now to the point that he no longer required his glasses. Hell his eyesight was at least 20 times better then it had been with the glasses. His hearing had improved to the point that he could hear Hermione talking clear in the girl's dormitory. It worked great for ease dropping. His sense of smell had increased ten fold, it reminded him a lot of a dog's sense of smell. He could literally smell fear; it was actually a very sickening smell. His reaction time had also increased; he could move faster then the most skilled auro's. His physical appearance hadn't changed that much, it only looked older, more mature.
Growling lightly, he turned away from the mirror, quickly throwing his robes on. Looking down at his shoes he pushed them under his bed. For some reason shoes had been bothering him to the point that he could no longer where them. *Wonder how the professors will take it, a student running around with out shoes. * Laughing to himself he straightened up from pushing his shoes under his bed, his eyes came to rest on a certain red head who was currently snoring and sprawled across his bed. An evil grin spread across Harry's face and he crouched down low. A predatory glint flashed through his now golden eyes. Ron gave a loud snort and rolled over. The grin on Harry's face widen and he crouched lower. *Three..... Two.... one..." with a mighty leap Harry landed full on a now startled but fully awake Ron.
"WHOLY SHIT.... WHAT..." Harry sat at the foot of Ron's bed sniggering. Ron turned sleep filled blood shot eyes on Harry; narrowing his eyes into a glare he tossed his pillow at Harry who easily dodged it. Ron continued to glare at him as Harry landed skillfully on his bed. Harry grinned evilly at Ron displaying two elongated canine fangs. His now golden eyes were positively dancing.
Ron stared at Harry in shock, he had heard from some Ravenclaw's that were in Harry's Potions class what had happened the one day, he didn't believe a word they had said, now he was seeing it for himself. The smile began to fade form Harry's lips as he saw his friend staring at him. "What are you looking at Ron?" Ron watched as the fangs shrunk and Harry's eyes returned to their normal emerald green. Shaking his head he returned to glaring at his friend.
"Thanks for the wake up call." He said sarcastically. "Next time you feel like pouncing on me. Don't!" he expected to see Harry grin and simply scoff it off, he didn't expect the reaction he got.
"Keh! Fine I'll let you sleep in next time, see if I care." Harry abruptly stood and gracefully stormed from the room, his bare feet silent on the flag stone floor. Ron stared after him for some time, confusion clearly on his face.
"What's up with Harry?" Ron turned to his now girlfriend. He blanched when he saw that Hermione was on the brink of crying.
"Hermione what's wrong." Ron said standing and bringing Hermione into a tight hug.
Hermione let the tears fall. Hiccupping a couple times she was finally able to speak. "Harry...*hic* I just asked him how he was dismorning and he said 'go away wench'. OH Ron what's happening to him.
Ron shook his head, trying to get his now fuzzy mind to work. *Harry what is happening to you* ~~~~~~*~~~~~~~~~~
Harry walked through the halls of Hogwarts, his mind in other places.
What was happening to him, why was he suddenly acting differently? He knew it had something to do with this Inuyasha person. Growling in frustration he turned down the hallway and found himself at a dead-end.
This was a new hallway. There was really nothing there in the way of decorations, just a single door. His curiosity peeked; Harry walked up to the door and easily opened it. The door creaked loudly and a great plum of dust rushed out, causing Harry to cough and sputter. Waving his hand he dispelled some of the dust that was clouding his vision.
"Oh man when was the last time they cleaned in here." The room was dark and smelled of mold and dust. Pulling out his wand Harry held it out in front of him. "Lumos" a light flared at the tip of his wand, bathing him and the room in a warm yellow glow. The dark objects in the room took form and were now distinguishable.
Piles and piles of scrolls lined the room along with artifacts of all different sorts. Cautiously Harry picked up one of the old scrolls, blowing off the thick layer of dust he unrolled the scroll. What met him were rows apon rows of ancient Japanese writings. What shocked him more then Hogwarts having Japanese scrolls was that he understood them. A name at the top of the paper caught his eye. *Miroku, why dose that name sound so familiar? * Deciding to study this scroll more he put it and a couple others into his robe pocket and left the room and made his way towards the great hall paying careful attention to where the room was located.
He stopped just outside the great hall, it was silent. * Strange, I hear people breathing, but why is it so silent. * Then he heard voices start to talk, one voice he recognized as Dumbledore, the other as Snape, but the third sounded familiar, like he had heard it along time ago. The voice was cold and emotionless. It caused a shiver to run up his spine. Taking a deep breath he slowly inched the doors open and entered. There on the threshold he froze. Dumbledore had stopped speaking and now ever pair of eyes in the great hall were on him, including the emotionless golden amber ones that Harry had only seen in his dream. "Inuyasha?"
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Ohhhhh cliffhanger. I hate reading these but I love writing them. So what is happening to everyone's favorite boy wizard, why is he suddenly remembering Inuyasha, and who is the golden-eyed stranger that seems to know who he is? I bet everyone can guess who that is. Well I hope you all like it pleases review I love reviews.
Next Chapter: The mysterious Stranger is revealed and Harry discovers who and what he really is. Snape has returned and is not only teaching potions but also self-defense class. And the first time is Swords, how will Harry and the others survive this new torture.
Disclaimer: ok I don't own anything that you don't recognize form either Harry Potter or Inuyasha. As you can all tell this is an Inuyasha/ HP crossover.
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"INUYASHA!"
Bolting up right Harry clutched his head, his breath coming in sharp quick gasps, his body was covered in cold sweat causing his pajamas to stick uncomfterbly to him.
For weeks he had been haunted by these strange dreams of a strange man with long white hair and dog-ears.
Inuyasha? that was the strange man name. * Harry thought to himself as he looked down at his hands. The dreams, no memories had started shortly after a potions accident in Snape's class.
~*FLASHBACK*~
Harry stared sadly down at his potion; they were creating a memory renewal potion, and it was supposed to be a blood red color, but like always his wasn't.
Snape swept between the tables, his black robes giving him a very bat like appearance. He stopped next to Harry's potion, his fathomless black eyes gazing down into an equally black potion. His thin lips curled into a cruel smile that could only mean trouble.
"Well Potter it seems that you could not even completes this simple potion with out screwing up." Snape sneered. Draco and his goons laughed form across the room. Harry glared at them from his position. He was the only Gryffindor that had made it into Snape's advanced potions class.
"Drink it." Harry's head shot up to stare at his professor. He couldn't be serious could he? By the look on his face told Harry that he was serious, and that there was no way in hell that he was going to get out of it.
Sighing Harry grabbed a beaker and filled it with his black potion. Snape's eyes positively dance with mirth. Surprising a growl that suddenly rose in his throat, he tipped his head back and downed the foul tasting liquid in a single gulp. Chocking and sputtering he tried desperately not to throw up. The classroom rang with laughter; the Slytherins were the loudest of corse.
The room suddenly fell silent as the beaker that Harry had been holding fell to the floor shattering into thousands of tiny pieces. Every head turned to stare at the now silent Gryffindor. Harry sat straight backed with a look of the utmost horror on his face.
"Potter?"
Harry's body suddenly went into convulsions.
"Potter?!" There was panic clearly in Snape's voice as he pulled the convulsing Harry to the ground.
"Malfoy, get Pomfrey...NOW!" Malfoy ran out of the room, though once out side Snape's sight slowed to a walk and took his sweet time getting to the infirmary.
Suddenly Harry stopped moving. Fear gripped Snape as he watched the boy become deathly still.
"POTTER!" Snape began shaking the boy to see if he would rouse. Harry's body flopped around limply. Sitting back on his knees Snape put his head into his hands, his body trembling. * No..I killed him....he simply added an extra unicorn tail hair, the potion was dead it wouldn't do anything...it wasn't supposed to do this. *
"Professor!"
Snape looked up just in time to see a beaded necklace appear around Harry's neck, the beads on the necklace were a blue color, and ever so often there was a fang. Curiosity overriding his panic he leaned forward to investigate. Harry chest rose and fell rapidly.
"Potter?" Harry's eyes suddenly snapped open, revealing not green but golden amber eyes.
"KAGOME!"
END FLASHBACK
Harry fingered the necklace around his neck, ever since it had appeared no one had been able to remove it. Dumbledore had been furious with Snape over that stunt, so mad that he suspended Snape from work until further notice. That had been over three weeks ago and he still wasn't back. No one would really admit it out right but they missed Snape. But there was nothing they could do until Dumbledore decided to allow him back in.
The first rays of morning filtered in through the window. Sighing Harry turned to his trunk deciding that he should get dressed. A sense of dread filled his growling stomach. Shaking his head he turned to one of the full- length mirrors in his dormitory. Staring back at him was a stranger yet not. Ever since that potion he had been changing, it had started out with his senses; I was now to the point that he no longer required his glasses. Hell his eyesight was at least 20 times better then it had been with the glasses. His hearing had improved to the point that he could hear Hermione talking clear in the girl's dormitory. It worked great for ease dropping. His sense of smell had increased ten fold, it reminded him a lot of a dog's sense of smell. He could literally smell fear; it was actually a very sickening smell. His reaction time had also increased; he could move faster then the most skilled auro's. His physical appearance hadn't changed that much, it only looked older, more mature.
Growling lightly, he turned away from the mirror, quickly throwing his robes on. Looking down at his shoes he pushed them under his bed. For some reason shoes had been bothering him to the point that he could no longer where them. *Wonder how the professors will take it, a student running around with out shoes. * Laughing to himself he straightened up from pushing his shoes under his bed, his eyes came to rest on a certain red head who was currently snoring and sprawled across his bed. An evil grin spread across Harry's face and he crouched down low. A predatory glint flashed through his now golden eyes. Ron gave a loud snort and rolled over. The grin on Harry's face widen and he crouched lower. *Three..... Two.... one..." with a mighty leap Harry landed full on a now startled but fully awake Ron.
"WHOLY SHIT.... WHAT..." Harry sat at the foot of Ron's bed sniggering. Ron turned sleep filled blood shot eyes on Harry; narrowing his eyes into a glare he tossed his pillow at Harry who easily dodged it. Ron continued to glare at him as Harry landed skillfully on his bed. Harry grinned evilly at Ron displaying two elongated canine fangs. His now golden eyes were positively dancing.
Ron stared at Harry in shock, he had heard from some Ravenclaw's that were in Harry's Potions class what had happened the one day, he didn't believe a word they had said, now he was seeing it for himself. The smile began to fade form Harry's lips as he saw his friend staring at him. "What are you looking at Ron?" Ron watched as the fangs shrunk and Harry's eyes returned to their normal emerald green. Shaking his head he returned to glaring at his friend.
"Thanks for the wake up call." He said sarcastically. "Next time you feel like pouncing on me. Don't!" he expected to see Harry grin and simply scoff it off, he didn't expect the reaction he got.
"Keh! Fine I'll let you sleep in next time, see if I care." Harry abruptly stood and gracefully stormed from the room, his bare feet silent on the flag stone floor. Ron stared after him for some time, confusion clearly on his face.
"What's up with Harry?" Ron turned to his now girlfriend. He blanched when he saw that Hermione was on the brink of crying.
"Hermione what's wrong." Ron said standing and bringing Hermione into a tight hug.
Hermione let the tears fall. Hiccupping a couple times she was finally able to speak. "Harry...*hic* I just asked him how he was dismorning and he said 'go away wench'. OH Ron what's happening to him.
Ron shook his head, trying to get his now fuzzy mind to work. *Harry what is happening to you* ~~~~~~*~~~~~~~~~~
Harry walked through the halls of Hogwarts, his mind in other places.
What was happening to him, why was he suddenly acting differently? He knew it had something to do with this Inuyasha person. Growling in frustration he turned down the hallway and found himself at a dead-end.
This was a new hallway. There was really nothing there in the way of decorations, just a single door. His curiosity peeked; Harry walked up to the door and easily opened it. The door creaked loudly and a great plum of dust rushed out, causing Harry to cough and sputter. Waving his hand he dispelled some of the dust that was clouding his vision.
"Oh man when was the last time they cleaned in here." The room was dark and smelled of mold and dust. Pulling out his wand Harry held it out in front of him. "Lumos" a light flared at the tip of his wand, bathing him and the room in a warm yellow glow. The dark objects in the room took form and were now distinguishable.
Piles and piles of scrolls lined the room along with artifacts of all different sorts. Cautiously Harry picked up one of the old scrolls, blowing off the thick layer of dust he unrolled the scroll. What met him were rows apon rows of ancient Japanese writings. What shocked him more then Hogwarts having Japanese scrolls was that he understood them. A name at the top of the paper caught his eye. *Miroku, why dose that name sound so familiar? * Deciding to study this scroll more he put it and a couple others into his robe pocket and left the room and made his way towards the great hall paying careful attention to where the room was located.
He stopped just outside the great hall, it was silent. * Strange, I hear people breathing, but why is it so silent. * Then he heard voices start to talk, one voice he recognized as Dumbledore, the other as Snape, but the third sounded familiar, like he had heard it along time ago. The voice was cold and emotionless. It caused a shiver to run up his spine. Taking a deep breath he slowly inched the doors open and entered. There on the threshold he froze. Dumbledore had stopped speaking and now ever pair of eyes in the great hall were on him, including the emotionless golden amber ones that Harry had only seen in his dream. "Inuyasha?"
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Ohhhhh cliffhanger. I hate reading these but I love writing them. So what is happening to everyone's favorite boy wizard, why is he suddenly remembering Inuyasha, and who is the golden-eyed stranger that seems to know who he is? I bet everyone can guess who that is. Well I hope you all like it pleases review I love reviews.
Next Chapter: The mysterious Stranger is revealed and Harry discovers who and what he really is. Snape has returned and is not only teaching potions but also self-defense class. And the first time is Swords, how will Harry and the others survive this new torture.
