WL1031: Okay, this is chapter 7 people!

Jade: .:mumbling:. Took you long enough...

WL1031: .:shoves Jade offstage:. Don't mind her. She was the one who didn't want to write!

Jade: .:offstage:. Hey! I'm blaming it on the jury duty! That's the biggest writer's block in the world!

WL1031: Okay, I give! Now, onto the chapter! And one more thing... author's note!

Jade: Aww man! I hate carrying the sign! .:lugs a sign onto the stage:.

WL1031: Oh shut up! It's a short one! After that it's on with the chapter, so put it up!

Author's Note: Sorry about the wait my dear readers. Crazy stuff was happening last month. However; that's the past. This story has now returned to the regular one-chapter-a-week update. Sometimes, there may even be two chapters in one week, so look out for it. You might get lucky!

Secondly, because somebody complained, the Japanese words will no longer be in italics. Only the uncommon words that are not known will still be found in italics as well as the translations section at the end.

WL1031: Okay, that's all! Enjoy the chapter and review! Especially you, Nico!

Jade: YES! .:dancing around:. On with the story! Enjoy!

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Disclaimer: I do not own the Harry Potter Universe. It is the fabulous brainchild of J.K. Rowling. Nor do I own the Inu Yasha Universe, which is the baby of Rumiko Takahashi. So don't sue!

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Infinite Possibilities
Chapter Seven: Plans, Failure and Just a Claw Length Away

Pansy's mind was wandering again. Her thoughts had found themselves back on the object of her desire for probably the millionth time that day. However, it probably wasn't the best time to think about him at the moment. She was in one of the unused classrooms, lying on her back with her legs wrapped around a pair of thrusting hips. Funny, she didn't even know his name and barely knew what house he belonged to; the only thing she did know was that his eyes were almost the same color as his eyes. She moaned again as her current lover flexed his hips and went deeper. He wasn't who she really wanted but he'd have to do for now...well until she found somebody else. There was no denying that she liked sex—the line of lovers that she'd had in the past two years could attest to the fact. However, she was no different from the next girl. Everybody liked sex; she was just enjoying it more often than those that she knew.

Bringing her legs down from around the boy's hips, Pansy flipped him onto his back and rode him until she felt herself clamp down on his swollen member. Tossing her head back, she let out a guttural groan of satisfaction as her orgasm flowed over her body. Placing her hands on his chest, she continued to bounce up and down until she felt him release inside of her with a loud groan of his own. Resting for a moment, she collapsed down onto his sweaty chest while she caught her breath. Then getting up and casting a strong cleaning charm on herself, she got dressed and headed for the door.

"Meet me here tomorrow night?" He said as he dressed.

"Of course, same time as usual." Pansy said over her shoulder. He nodded and she closed the door.

Walking down the hallway, Pansy headed back to the Slytherin dungeons. She thought of numerous ways to get the beautiful man's attention. Her mind was filled with thoughts of just how she wanted to capture the object of her desire. She came up with numerous ways to get him alone, maybe even by trapping him, but they all seemed so faulty when she played them out. No, she needed to catch him completely unaware. 'But how? He doesn't seem like the type that would let his guard down...he seemed to be in control of everything around him.'

"There has to be a way to get his attention," she said aloud. "A way that would—"

"Who are you talking to girl?" The Slytherin portrait said suspiciously.

"It's nothing that you need to be worried about. Just the usual scheming and plotting that we're known for."

"Oh fine. What's the password, then?"

"The serpent's shadow." The portrait door swung open to admit entrance. Quickly slipping inside, she made her way to her room. Flopping down on her bed for a moment, she let out a loud sigh. It echoed into the empty room, the frustrated sound evidence of the emotions bubbling inside her. A muffled laugh came from behind the closed curtains of the only other bed in the room.

"For someone who is so good at scheming to get the prize, you sure seem to be confused." Millicent Bulstrode pulled the hanging drapes back. She scooted to the side of the bed and laid her head down on her folded arms. "Haven't you just thought of being your normal bold self? Isn't that what worked in the past?" She deadpanned.

Pansy looked at Millicent as if she had never seen her before. She blinked a few times as if her brain had stopped. Then, a smile came over her face until it completely took over her features. Running to the other girl, she gripped her in a bone-crushing hug.

"Can't....breathe...Pansy..." Millicent gasped from around Pansy's tight grip.

"Oh! Sorry! But thanks!" Pansy said as she turned and ran to the loo for a quick shower. "Why didn't I think of that before?"

Millicent rolled her eyes as the door slammed shut. She shook her head and rolled further back onto the bed. She had never seen Pansy so flustered over a guy. Well... this guy was definitely worth the fuss. Letting out a sigh, she closed her eyes and settled against her pillows. Just as she was about to touch down in the land of dreams, a shout of exclamation filled her mind. The sound was quickly followed by the door of the loo banging open and a rush of footsteps.

Not opening her eyes, Millicent said, "What is it now?"

"I've got it!" Pansy screamed, "I've got it! I know how to catch him!" She was so excited that she actually did a little dance around the room.

"Oh really? Hmm... well I'm awake now, so you might as well tell me just how you think you're going to capture him." Millicent yawned and turned on her side. "This had better be good."

Pansy, having finished her little jig, flopped down on her bed. She flipped a silk night gown over her blonde head and dropped the damp towel on the floor. The towel immediately vanished and reappeared in the dirty clothes hamper in the closet. She pulled out her comb and began working the knots out of her hair. A sly, devious smile had crept over her face—Millicent knew by the smile alone that it wouldn't bode well for whoever was involved. "Oh, it's good...."

She leaned forward and began telling her plan to ensnare the man of her dreams.

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By the time that she was done, Millicent was wide awake; any lingering thoughts of sleeping were far from her mind now. She could not believe what she had just heard. Pansy was going to do what? Oh bloody hell...

"Are you sure that that is going to work?" Millicent gasped. "I'm all for a little plotting and planning, but that? Oh hell no... You're on your own with this one."

"Oh come on, don't be a sour puss. It's not going to be so bad... it's only to get his attention and then after that... you don't need to worry about it anymore."

Millicent shook her head. "There is no effing way that he will be that easy to deceive! But fine, if you want to go through with it, I do not want to be named if it goes wrong."

Pansy rolled her eyes. "Oh alright...fine. Still there is no need to worry because nothing, and I mean nothing, will go wrong. You won't get named and I'll get what I want." She settled under the covers of her bed with a smile and a yawn. "Well, let's get some sleep. There will be much to do tomorrow."

Millicent could only shake her head again as she pulled up her own bed sheets. She flicked her wand to close the curtains around her bed. 'It's going to go badly...I can just feel it.'

She was asleep moments later, the thoughts of Pansy's plan long gone for the night.

Little did Millicent know just how right she was...
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Neville and Ginny were walking towards the library, arm in arm. They were Hogwarts' cutest couple. The shy and quiet calm of Neville was the perfect match for the bold and energetic spirit that was Ginny Weasley. When she got a little far out emotionally, Neville was right there to calm her down. And when he became a little too quiet, Ginny made sure that her shy guy came out of his shell. Even more, they both knew that they'd never be with anyone else. Although they were still in school, they knew that the next step for them was marriage—a fact that they had agreed upon when Neville started his seventh year. It was just one of those things that was bound and probably destined to happen.

Ginny pulled Neville into an alcove for a few minutes alone. She smiled as Neville placed a soft kiss on her forehead and cheeks before moving on to her lips. Ginny's fingers curled into the hair on the nape of his neck—she always loved the reaction that she got out of him. Placing his hands on her hips, Neville brought Ginny's warm body closer to his as he backed up against the wall. They continued kissing, their tongues meshing and stroking against one another heatedly. Then, they pulled back for air and stared at each other gasping with silly grins on their faces. Just when they were about to continue their amorous actions a little whimper echoed into the alcove. Neville frowned and looked over Ginny's shoulder to see where the noise came from. Ginny, turned in his arms and leaning a little ways from him, tried to look around the corner of the shaded bay in the wall. They stood quietly for a moment and waited for the sound to echo again.

"I don't hear anything else," Ginny said as she peaked around the corner a second time. Neville pulled her to his side and took a look for himself.

"I don't see anything in either direction, but whatever it was it wasn't good." He said. "It sounded like somebody crying or in pain." He turned his eyes towards Ginny again. "Maybe we should go look."

Ginny nodded and bent down to pick up the bag she had dropped earlier. She was down by the floor when she heard the cry again. It was louder than before almost like somebody was screaming to get out from between the walls.

"Neville," she hissed up at him, "there's somebody crying down here. Come down here and listen. It sounds like it's behind the wall!"

Hunkering down, Neville put his ear next to wall. Immediately, the cry sounded again. "I think it's a child! We should try to—"

"Move back now, humans!"

Looking into his face, Neville and Ginny screamed and jumped out of the way. Sesshoumaru's eyes had bled into a frightening red hue. Anger was radiating from him like the fumes of a dangerous potion, practically seeping into the skin of the frightened teenagers. With terrified eyes, they watched as Sesshoumaru raised his hand and slashed at the wall with what could be described as a whip. The wall shattered into pieces, crumbling under the force of the unknown powerful energy attacking it. When the dust and debris settled, he stepped inside only to return moments later with a crying Keiko clutched to his chest.

By the time he turned around, a crowd was standing in the hallway. They stood in fear of the man, yet they wondered what had happened to set him off. When he turned around they all saw why: his granddaughter had been behind the wall crying for help. Nobody moved or said anything, too afraid that he would turn his rage onto them. But he only closed his ruby tinted eyes and gripped the child closer to his chest. When he opened them, the color bled away until they only a pink tint remained around his golden irises. Turning towards the crowd, he stepped towards the only person who was brave enough to stand before him—it was more like the only person who hadn't tried to meld into the castle wall: Ginny with Neville standing slightly behind and off to the side of her. Looking down at her, he placed the whimpering child in her arms.

"Take her to Kagome."

Ginny nodded and patted Keiko on the back. She had taken care of the child before when Kagome or Sesshoumaru weren't able to. Her mothering instincts took over and she cuddled the frightened child.

"Akai!" Keiko said. Ginny smiled, patting the child again before moving with Neville out of the crowd.

Watching the departure of his granddaughter, Sesshoumaru turned and sped off in the direction of the castle doors.

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Whomever he was going after was definitely in for it.
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As Sesshoumaru headed off down the hallway, Millicent backed away from the crowd slowly. She had already melded into the back, having seen the extreme anger in his red eyes. After he left, she walked as quickly as she could before going around a corner. Making sure that nobody was there, she ran down to the Slytherin dungeons. She didn't want to be anywhere near Pansy when he found her.

So intent on her escape, Millicent didn't notice a pair of narrowed eyes watching her hasty exit.
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Pansy was waiting for him to come to her. She was absolutely sure that her plan would work. She had sent him the note telling him to come to her if he wanted to find his granddaughter. Then, when he showed up she would finally get her chance to have him. It was perfect. 'Nothing can go wrong with this plan... it is sure to work...' she thought arrogantly.

Earlier, she had taken the little girl and put her in a secret place in the castle. She wasn't hurt, only put to sleep with a quick sleep charm, and she'd bring her back out after her plan was completed. Millicent had refused to help, not wanting to get involved with taking a little girl in trade for a shag, no matter how desirable the man happened to be. Pansy simply shrugged her shoulders and went about her business. As she lay back on the grass, she thought about his hands. She wanted to feel his claws scraping lightly on her skin and in her hair. She could almost feel his lips on her skin, sucking on her neck—she could hardly wait to do the same to him and much more. Closing her eyes, she let her fantasies carry her away, growing more and more excited by the moment.

Her mind didn't register the hand around her neck until it was almost too late.

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Sesshoumaru let the note drop from his fingers. He now knew why Keiko was missing and immediately set off to find her. He followed his sense of smell until he came upon the girl, Ginny and the boy Neville as they stepped out of the alcove. It was then that he heard Keiko's cries of fear behind the wall. Knowing that she was in there alone and afraid increased his rage ten-fold. How could a girl, a stupid human one at that, do something like this to his grandchild?

Stepping back, Sesshoumaru used his energy whip to remove the wall. He made two large slashes at it, causing dust and debris to scatter into the walkway. Then, when it was clear, he quickly reached in and grabbed the trembling Keiko up into his arms. He rocked her for a few moments, smelling her scent to make sure that she was okay. He felt around for any wounds and found nothing but a few minor scratches on her arms and legs. Closing his eyes, he willed the anger to go down enough just until the red was out of his eyes. He could feel the red bleed out just a little bit when he opened his eyes again. Standing before him was the girl, Ginny, and the quiet boy Neville. Stepping towards her he placed Keiko in her arms.

"Take her to Kagome."

Keiko looked up through tear clouded eyes to see the nice lady with the red hair. "Akai!"

"Come on sweetheart, let's go find Kagome and get you settled down for a nap."

Seeing that she was in safe hands for the moment, Sesshoumaru sped off in the direction of the filthy human that dared to harm Keiko. And all for a moment of his time, like he would ever stoop so low as to fuck one such as her. Pansy, as she was called, smelled more like the sweat and musk of an unwashed whore than the flower she was named for. Noticing her lying under the shade of a tree, Sesshoumaru felt the rage inside him rise to the surface and into his eyes. Reaching down, he could smell the arousal on her—it made him sick. Putting his hand around her throat, he lifted her off of the ground. He could barely keep himself from squeezing the life from her—it wouldn't take much... just a little more and...
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Pansy tried to pry his hand from her throat. She finally understood what the pressure on her neck was, becoming afraid that her life was over. Looking into his enraged ruby eyes, she knew that she had pushed things too far. He brought his face close to her and narrowed his red eyes. Pansy could only squirm in fear as a response to the fury that emanated from Sesshoumaru.

"You wished to have a moment of my time, bitch?" He growled. "Did you think that I, Sesshoumaru, would lower myself to rutting with one like you?" He shook the girl like a rag doll. "Answer me bitch!" He shook her again before slamming her into the tree when she didn't respond. "You disgust me."

Tossing the girl to the ground, he stood over her and flexed his fingers. The poison started to drip down his claws, sizzling onto the grass underneath his feet. Raising his hand, he prepared to strike the offending human for her crimes against him.

"Die."

"No, Sesshoumaru!" A voice echoed into his conscious. "No, don't kill her! It's not worth it! Please don't!"

Sesshoumaru refused to back down. This cretin had harmed his granddaughter, took her from him and forced her into a dark place to get his attention. That was too great a transgression against him.

He raised his claws again, fully intending to strike.

"Sesshoumaru, please!"

His hand hesitated for a millisecond.

"Don't do it, please! Don't!"

His hand began to swoop down towards the trembling human again.

"No, stop it! Please stop!"

The tips of his claws were so close that they made pinpricks, drawing blood and mixing with his poison.

"NO! It's not worth it!"

Just as the tips were about to rip the offender apart, a hand settled on his wrist. It was like a shock to his system. The voice, Kagome's voice, finally registered in his fury clouded mind. Turning his head, he saw the tears that had traveled down her cheeks. Her eyes were pleading with him to stop before it was too late. She let out a shaky breath.

"Please don't do it." Kagome was crying as she tried to get him to understand. "Keiko is still alive and she's not harmed. She-she's f-fine. There's no need to k-kill this girl. Let them punish her."

Feeling her hand on his wrist, he searched her eyes. He saw the sadness and pain in them and something else he could not identify. The salty smell of her tears and the scent of fear filled his nose while he searched her face.

He lowered his hand, removing his claws from the skin beneath them.

Kagome let out a sob of relief.

So did Pansy.

Standing up, Sesshoumaru stepped away from the girl. Using his youki, he hovered off of the ground above her, Kagome held closely to his side. Looking down, he allowed his lip to curl in disgust, his pearly fangs glinting in the sunlight. "Stay away from me and mine, bitch. If you come near me and mine again, I will not hesitate to kill you."

With that, Sesshoumaru lifted off and away with Kagome to his balcony.

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Lying on the grass, Pansy was petrified with fear. She could not believe that he would react to his granddaughter missing in such a manner. She barely could believe that he had almost killed her in his fury. Sitting up, she put her fingers on her throat and felt the wounds that his claws had left. There were little pinprick-like holes indented into the soft skin as well as a sticky feeling. She had no doubt that it was her blood that she felt. Curling into a ball on the grass, she let out a cry to express her fear for her life and the terror she felt a few moments before. Hearing footsteps, she turned her head to see her Head of House approaching.

Leaning down, Severus Snape cast a quick healing charm on her neck. However, he only healed the skin long enough so that the wounds would close. Because of the different and foreign energy used by Sesshoumaru, the wounds would leave scars—the perfect reminder.

"Professor..." Pansy gasped out. "I-I don't know..."

"I think that you have received enough punishment for now. Kidnapping a child is a dangerous offense. You were lucky that the girl was able to stop him before he acted out his revenge. The scars will never fade, magically or otherwise." He turned and walked away.

Pansy curled further into herself and cried until she couldn't anymore.

The scars wouldn't heal, but at least she was alive.

The squid poked a tentacle out of the lake and waved it as if it agreed with Pansy's thoughts.
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WL1031: Well, that's it for chapter 7!

Jade: Sesshoumaru really got mad! And Kagome...

WL1031: Hey, shut up! Leave her for the next chapter!

Jade: .:sad puppy face:. Oh, alright. Look out for chapter 8, then!

WL1031: Yes, look for it and leave a review for this one if you feel like it!
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Translation:

Akai: red