-jumps up and down like a maniac- I found a way to bring in the rest of the YYH gang! But I'm not telling, cause it'll ruin it, so enjoy this chap for now! XD However, I need everyone to have these songs:

Wild Wind – Kurama/Hiei

Eye to Eye – Kurama/Hiei/Kuwabara

Dark Side Stories – Youko Kurama/Hiei (note: make sure you have the version with the talking intro!)

Yasashisa wa Nemuranai – Kurama/Hiei/Yusuke/Kuwabara

Koori no Naifu o Daite – Kurama

Kurayami ni Akai Bara – Romantic Soldier - Kurama

Hikari no Naka de – Kurama/Hiei/Yusuke/Kuwabara

All Right! – Yusuke

Email kurama roses (at) yahoo . com with the subject "YYH Song Unseen Danger" (or else it might get deleted) and tell me the song(s) you need. I check my email several times daily, so you'll probably get it that same day. Just take out the spaces in my email address and add the 'at' sign.

-Chapter 7, Interrogation-

As expected, Kurama heard a knock on his door five minutes after he managed to slip into his office.

"Come in," he said pleasantly.

And, also as expected, Harry, Ron and Hermione opened the door.

"What did you need?" he asked, fighting to keep his annoyance at a low, undetectable level. His secret was none of their business!

"Um...can we ask you something?" Hermione spoke first.

Kurama raised a crimson eyebrow, but nodded.

"What day is the full moon this month?"

'Certainly an odd question,' Kurama though, 'Unless they're wondering if I'm a werewolf.'

"I'm not sure..." for added effect; Kurama opened a desk drawer and pulled out an English calendar, laying it flat on his desk. He pointed out the day of the full moon.

The three younger wizards took note that it wasn't marked or emphasized in any way.

"Uh, thanks," Harry fished around in his mind for a clever question to ask. Maybe if they exposed his left arm (I'm pretty sure the left forearm is where the Dark Mark is tattooed on all the Death Eaters?), maybe they'd find the Dark Mark. But a Death Eater wouldn't expose themselves like that on purpose...they'd have to trick him.

Little did they know, you can't outsmart a fox.

Maybe magic! Harry needed to distract him. He could rip his sleeve with the same spell he ripped Diggory's bag with in his fourth year.

Hermione, of course, was already a step ahead. She was thinking along the same lines as Harry, and had spotted a small plant growing on the windowsill in a clay pot. She casually walked over to it, and discreetly knocked it over, giving a fake yelp for extra emphasis.

"I'm so sorry professor!" she said, bending down to begin picking up the pieces.

Kurama sighed and walked over and picked up the shards. "It's alright. Just...be careful, the edges are sharp."

Harry walked up behind Kurama, muttered a spell, and pointed his wand at the professor's black sleeve. Said sleeve ripped down the seam, falling down the fox's leanly muscled arm and onto the floor.

Kurama quirked an eyebrow, glancing back to look at Harry.

Hermione barely noticed, she was bending low over the ground, searching for more pottery pieces, while hiding a bright scarlet blush. She expected him to be lean, small, y'know, nothing to him.

Oh, she was so wrong...

Judging by his bare arm, he was muscular, but leanly so, like a male dancer would be. He certainly had the elegant, regal movements to be one.

Harry fought back a frustrated groan. His arm was totally bare; no Dark Mark, not even a normal tattoo some would expect a teenager to have.

So. He wasn't a Death Eater or a werewolf. What else could Snape have been hinting at?

Ron decided to take the direct approach. "Snape was saying things in class, after he turned..." the boy bit his tongue – literally – to fight back a laugh and the word 'pink' (6th years had Potions after the 5th year Gryffindors), "Anyway, he was hinting at things..."

"He was?"

"...Yeah."

"If you came here to find out what, I don't know," Kurama said firmly, letting some of his annoyance seep into his voice.

"Look!" Harry snapped suddenly, "If it has anything to do with me, or my parents, or Voldemort, I have a right to know."

Ron and Hermione visibly flinched at the Dark Lord's name, but Kurama was unfazed.

"No," Kurama said simply, abandoning the pottery pieces on the floor. He sat down at his desk and crossed his legs in a businesslike way. "Now, please leave. The class bell is about to ring for Transfiguration."

Harry glared at him, a glare the fox shot back and deepened. He swore the professor's eyes flashed gold just then...

--

"Maybe he isn't hiding anything. Snape just might not like him," Hermione said reasonably, and sounding slightly defeated.

"No...he glared at me, Hermione. It was almost a threat to ask him anything else," Harry sighed, "It's something."

Ron shook his head, "It's weird someone so young is so powerful, y'know? And I heard his nephew created a full-blown Patronus in his class on the second try, and never even fainted."

"Weird," Harry said.

--

That night, something was added to Harry's dream, the one he'd had every night since before he found out he was a wizard. A pair of piercing amber orbs and a flash of silver...a deep, cocky chuckle, and then a loud, animalistic screech...

-End Chapter-

I'm sorry I had to end it, since it was so short! But I like the feel it gave, so.... There ya go! I'm on a plot roll with this story, so I'll update a lot...the chapter where the songs are needed will. Be. Fun. I promise! XD Just make sure you have them, and remember, email me if you don't!