I know, it's been so long! Gomen, gomen. But time is money, and I'm broke. Plus, my teachers are giving me homework unmercilessly. But I have another quote! I love funny quotes/sayings/ect.!

All men can fly, but sadly, only in one direction. (Review and tell me what you think of these!)

"talking"

'thinking'

/speaking Japanese/

Disclaimer: Well, let's see here... looks through room. Chips, lava lamp,books...nope, no Inuyasha or Harry Potter owner certificates around here.


The room was dark, only one candle was lit. The few peices of furniture were of a Victorian style, although most were rotting. Spiderwebs laced the walls and the single window. In the middle of the room stood a tall, menacing, and cloaked figure. With a flick of its wrist the door opened to reveal a short, almost bald, save for the tufts of hair behind his ears, man. He had the look of a frightened rat as he bowed low to the cloaked figure.

"What news, Wormtail?" said the cloaked one, his voice a high-pitched hiss that could make the hairs on the back of your neck stand straight up.

"T-the girl, Dumbledore has her." replied Wormtail fearfully.

"I thought I made it clear that I wanted the girl in my control, not under that man's nose."

"M-my L-lord, please"

"Crucio!"

The cloaked figure showed no sympathy as Wormtail fell to the floor screaming. After a few moments, Wormtail stood up, twitching. The cloaked Lord continued,

"From what Lucius has told me, Dumbledore has been having someone tail her. This will make thinks difficult, for he is very cunning. When he is out of the way, however, I will have my servant take her and bring her to me."

"W-who, my Lord?" Wormtail asked, a bit of a whine in his voice because he had not been chosen to kidnap the girl.

"You will learn soon enough, Wormtail. Now get out of my sight before I decide to kill you."

The room seemed to melt away as Harry Potter woke up with a start. He slapped a hand to his burning scar and squeezed his eyes shut in pain. The pain resided, and he opened his eyes to ponder what had just happened. Lately he had been having dreams about Voldemort, but those were merely dreams, and this one had seemed so real. Could it have been a real dream? He had thought he had had control over his dreams now, but now he was not sure. He decided he would ponder it in the morning, when he could think clearly, and he rolled around to return to sleep.

The next morning, the first morning at Hogwarts, Kagome woke up before dawn, got dressed, and made her way to the Common Room. She was used to getting up this early since she had always woken up at this time in the fuedal era. She was not surprised to find she was the only one awake. She sat in a chair thinking about her new school, then made her way to the Great Hall when she heard people starting to stir. Professor McGonagall was handing out scheduals to the students when Harry, Ron, and Hermione arrived. They all examined their scheduals to find Harry and Ron had all the same classes. Kagome also had all the same classes except one, Divination. Instead, she would work with Dumbledore to catch her up with the other students. Their first class their was The Care of Magical Creatures (is that right?). They soon made their way down to the edge of the forest where they could see the huge figure of Hagrid waiting for them.

Kagome was excited. She had always been good with animals, and now she would get to learn about magical ones. Her joy, however, was quickly deflated when Malfoy showed up with a sneer plastered on his face.

"This class has always been a complete Hell ever since this oaf started teaching here. I'm sure my father would have him back to playing janitor if" Malfoy was cut off by Harry.

"Too bad your dad's in prison, but don't worry, his master will get him out soon." Malfoy's face grew red in anger and he made toward Harry. Before he got four steps Kagome moved between the two. Malfoy 'eeped' at the sight of her, he had not forgotten about their last encounter. He quickly backed off and Kagome said in a cold tone, "Do not talk about Hell in such a carefree manner, for you know nothing of it." Kagome turned away, but Harry could not miss the tears in her eyes.

Harry frowned. What kind of life did she have before Hogwarts? What made it so horrible that someone as strong and brave as Kagome would cry about it? He was brought out of his thoughts when Hagrid called out, "Welcome t' yer first class of th' year! Today, we'll be lookin at fairies. Come around t' the glass jars over thur and we'll begin."

Parvati and Lavender ohh and ahh at the dainty looking creatures. Hagrid seemed unhappy at this choice of creatures, and Harry couldn't blame him. Hagrid liked things with fangs and claws, but he did like to make good impressions. He was sure Hagrid would have something horrific in store for them later in the year.

Hagrid assigned each student three of the glowing jars and told them to write down their social behavior with each other or with the student. Everyone took the top of their jars and resigned themselves to the task. These particular fairies weren't like those nice ones at the Yule Ball in their fourth year, they were sly, devilish, and absolutely free spirited beings; only their wild beauty resembled the cultivated fairies.

Almost everyone had a problem of some kind. From bites, to pulled hair, to scratches, it was concluded that these fairies weren't happy with their current positions. Everyone, that is, besides Kagome. The fairies flew to her and gazed at her face curiously. They would pull her hair playfully, but they would not hurt her. Their colorful wings glistened as they flew around her, singing in eerie tones. Kagome giggled as one even kissed her on the nose. By the end of the class period, Kagome remained the only one without any of her blood drawn.

Hagrid stopped her before she could make her way to the castle and asked her, "K'gome, in a couple weeks, would ya mind settin those fairies free fer me? They don't seem ter really like me." He showed her a bandaged hand.

Kagome agreed enthusiastically, those fairies had really made her day with their beautiful songs. She walked toward the castle again, to find her friends had been waiting for her. She smiled graciously at them before she whipped out her schedual. "It seems potions is next. Double potions. What's that class like?"

Ron, Harry, and Hermione exchanged dark looks before Harry said, "It's too hard to put into words, so let's just say it's a living nightmare." Kagome accepted this, and they proceeded to the dungeons. They soon came to a foreboding door. It opened with a creak, and they made their way to the seats. A pale man behind the desk glared at them, Harry mostly, as they readied their supplies. Soon, other students filed in and class began. He introduced himself as Professor Snape, and then he set his cold eyes on Kagome.

"We have a new student in our class. Hopefully she is not as much as a failure as the rest of you." Snape said, casting a threatening glare across the room. His glare lessened, however, when he reached the Slytherins. He waved a hand at the chalk board, making instructions appear.

"Finish this by the end of class. Begin!" He barked, turning away from the class. Kagome set to work, she knew most of these ingredients from what Keade had taught her, and the rest she had crammed into her head while at the Leaky Cauldron. Potions were easy for her, and she started to mix and stir her concoction. The outcome by the end of the period (uh, periods cause it's DOuble potions) was a silver colored potion that changed colors in the light, exactly what it was supposed to be. She was the first in the class to finish her potion, and as she set her vial on the desk, Snape cast her a glare. She returned with a cool look and went back to her seat. On her right, Hermione also finished with a perfect potion, though it was at least 15 minutes after Kagome. On her left, Harry's potion was more of a bluish-silver, as was Ron's. Goyle's was a bright orange, with steam rising from the cauldron. There were many pretty colors in the room.

At last, the bell rang, and the Four Muskuteers (that's what I'm gonna call them from now on, I'm just so lazy) exited quickly to lunch. They Harry and Ron practically inhaled their food since they had a long walk to Divination, while Kagome and Hermione ate at a more leisurely pace. The boys hurried away and the girls soon followed suit. While walking, Hermione had agreed to show Kagome to Dumbledore's office. They arrived, and Hermione had to hurry off to her Arithmacy class.

Kagome stood in confusion before jumping in surprise as one of the guarding statues talked.

"What's the password?" One said serenely, while the other said rudely, "What the hell are you staring at?"

Kagome was indeed staring. She soon got over her shock and approached the statues hesitantly. "Um, I'm Kagome Higurashi, and I'm suppose to have class with Professor Dumbledore, but I don't have the password."

"WEll," the rude one explained, "all you had to do is ask. The passwork you use is 'strawberry limeade'" (I absolutely love those things!) With that the wall behind them began to move and a staircase appeared. Kagome ran up the stairs quickly, those statues had really freaked her out. She came to a door at the top of the staircase, which opened the moment she knocked. Curious silver trinkets of all kinds and moving portraits lined the walls. A magnificent phoenix was perched on a wooden pole, and an eerie song greeteed her. A beautiful desk stood in the middle of the room, where Professor Dumbledore was sitting. He nodded to her welcomingly and then went off to one of the cupboards. He withdrew from it a shallow stone basin. Runes and symbols lined the edge, they were unrecognizable to her. Inside swirled a silvery substance, whether it was liquid or gas she knew not.

"This, my dear Kagome, is a pensieve. It records memories, and it is by this that I will catch you up to the rest of the students." Dumbledore placed the pensieve in front of her seat, and prodded the silvery stuff gently until it began to swirl. "I want you to place your hands on the edge of the basin, and look into it. Concentrate very hard, and don't panic."

She followed his directions, placing her hands on the basin and strained her eyes to look. She sat in this position for a few seconds before images rained down hard into her mind. It was hard to fight down the panic that had started to form inside her stomach. Surprisingly, even though she could not see the images clearly, she got the gist of them, and her brain processed the images at a break-neck speed. By the time class was over, she had learned everything as if she had been at Hogwarts her first year.

Kagome walked past the statues quickly, and went down the many stairs to Transfiguration. She took a seat near the front of the row, and was soon joined by the other Amigos. Professor McGonagoll, surprisingly, did not teach anything, but lectured about the spells they would learn that year. SHe made sure that everyone got the point that she expected great perserverence and hard work. The rang in what seemed like hours later. (Sorry guys, didn't know what to do with this class so I slacked off.)

"Professor Binn's next, you guys. Better get your pillows ready." Ron said, looking at the schedual. Hermione shot him a scolding look, but he ignored it. They walked into another classroom, though this one was bare of the decorations that most teachers had in their class. Only chairs and a blackboard were in there. Kagome almost shrieked when Professor Binn, who happened to be a ghost, floated through the board. He started his lecturing, a useless drone to the guys, but interesting to Hermione and Kagome. Kagome was interested because she wanted to hear the history of magic, she had always loved history anyway. By the end of the class, Ron was snoring and Harry was staring at a bug on the ceiling. They didn't even move when the bell rang.

"Just leave them there," Hermione said, disgust in her voice. SHe hated when they slacked off. "They'll come around soon."

And so they exited to dinner. Harry and Ron did not show up until ten minutes later, and they once again started eating food as if there was no tomorrow. Though she was not disturbed by it, she had seen Inuyasha eat like this numerous times, she was still a little bewildered. She had never seen humans eat that fast. Hermione saw her perplexed look and explained,

"You'll have to forgive them, they have Quiddich tryouts in a few minutes." Kagome nodded, and proceeded to eat her food. The guys left soon after, and the girls retired to the common room right before they came back.

Harry and Ron, with wind blown hair and red faces, were laughing when they came back. Kagome laid down her quill and pushed away her homework to face the others. Hermione did the same.

"Hermione, Kagome, Draco-Draco just did the most hilarious thi-" Ron could not finish his sentence because he was laughing so hard. He bent over, clutching his stomach, and Harry finished his statement for him.

"He was hit in the face with a bludger, and now he looks like Crookshanks. And due to his puffy eye, he missed the snitch and ran into a tree." They both calmed down now, but the images would be forever in their heads.

Before long the fire was burning low and they all went to bed.


Phew! This chapter was hard to write! It may not be really entertaining, but at least it's something! Simon's hiding somewhere and I don't feel like torturing him today, so I'll do the poles. Drumrole, please! Drumrole sounds And the winner of the pole is… Harry Potter and Kagome! Sorry for the people who voted otherwise, but please keep reading! I'll make it good! Oh, and also, people, when you review, tell me if I'm writing a little weirdly. I want to know your opinion! Oh, and this is their sixth year people!

x-over lover: thank you! I glad you're enjoying this story!

littlekittysunday101626: Did I get the numbers right? And every vote counts!

Kita: Well, I don't think anyone can help Draco. He's just hopeless. Glad you love my story!

Krissy: Thank you, thank you very much!

BRAC3 FAC3: I updated, yeah! Sorry it took so long, though.

baka kitsune 15: She's not evil! And I'm sorry Draco didn't win.

jaryjosephwantsapplejuicenow69: This is their sixth year. Yeah, that would be funny if he had an afro. Lupin came back to teach and Voldy knows. I saw your profile and you said Harry Potter stories are lame. Do you think mine are lame? I need to know so I can unlame them!

lilkagstarbreeze: It might be a while till I finish it, but the story will be good! I think.

RoaringWind: Okay, here's an idea. How about Shippou goes out to the forest in a desperate attempt to find Kagome, and Harry and Hermione follow. They meet up with the cloak dude (who is he!) and he says that Kagome is safe and that she is visiting her past. Ship gets mad when the dude disappears and Harry asks what that was about. Well, that's all I got right now, hope it helps!

Yourbestestbuddy: Hi becca! WHAT'S UP! And that's not how the story is going to end, no matter how many times you try to get me to at school. Oh, and Mr. C is all yours! Not mine, he's too perverted for my taste. SO STOP BUGGIN ME ABOUT HIM!

silverbluenchantress: It took me forever, but I updated!