Spirit Magic

Author's note: To those of you who were wondering if Meì kuí Huã was from the show, the answer is no. To the best of my knowledge, she does not exist. I made her up completely to cover the part I wanted the DADA teacher to perform, and since I couldn't think of anybody else that would accomplish it, I needed to make one up. Her name really does mean rose flower in Chinese, I just thought that it was so cute that Kurama would give her that name, the poor guy. Well anyways, please review.

WARNING: This story takes place in Harry's sixth year, which means there are spoilers to the fifth book!!!!!!!

Disclaimer: I don't own Yu Yu Hakusho or Harry Potter.

Part Eleven: Defense Against the Dark Arts.

Harry gazed over to Hermione after he finished the assigned chapter. "Why do you think we are working so hard on learning about demons all of a sudden?" Harry asked when the door to the teacher's office finally opened. The new professor gracefully made her way toward the class with a smug look on her face. Behind her, Kurama made his way back to his seat without even giving the beautiful women a second glance.

"Are you alright?" Hermione asked leaning in and watching Kurama carefully. Besides looking a little pale, Kurama seemed perfectly fine. He gave her a grateful nod before turning his gaze to the teacher. She was watching him carefully, and was giving Hermione a dirty look, but as soon as she noticed Kurama's gaze, she decided to get back to the lesson.

"As you all know, in this class we will be learning how to defend ourselves against the dark arts, and some of its creatures, so in order to pass this class, you will need to be able to defeat me in a dual," Meì kuí Huã explained listening to the murmur of voices that erupted from her statement. But one voice stood out above the others. Meì kuí turned her head toward an extremely angry Kurama.

"Are you crazy, these are only humans, they can't possibly defeat you!" Kurama yelled reverting back to Japanese so no one could understand what he was saying.

"In order to help you get ready for the duel against me, we will be practicing fighting against weakened demons," Meì kuí explained totally ignoring Kurama's outburst for the moment.

"You can't do that!" Kurama yelled again in Japanese.

"And can you please explain why I can't do this?" Meì kuí demanded causing the class to look at Kurama. Kurama growled, but since he had finally gotten the professor's attention, he wasn't about to let the whole subject drop.

"Because Professor Huã , I don't feel like the class is ready yet to dual against demons. Maybe it would be more reasonable if you start off with the class dueling against each other first," Kurama suggested speaking again in English so that the rest of the class could understand.

"What's the matter Shuuichi, are you afraid of dueling against some weakened demons?" Meì kuí mocked.

"No. I'm concerned about the rest of the class," Kurama stated.

Meì kuí stood silently for a moment before a grin spread across her lips. "If you are so concerned about the rest of the class, why don't you fight first. I understand that you had a huge energy loss yesterday, so if you can defeat a demon, then the rest of the class can," Meì kuí suggested.

"That is careless, even for you. What would you do if I lose control? Will you have the power to keep me from destroying everything?" Kurama demanded falling back to Japanese.

Meì kuí only gave him an innocent smile before she turned her head toward her other students. "Mr. Minamino has gracefully volunteered to go first. I want all of you to watch his fighting skills very carefully, and when he is finished, we will identify what sort of magic spells he performed. Remember, there are four types of magic that a person can perform. One is done with a wand, which is the most common form of magic for wizards, and then there is wandless magic, which only a few gifted and powerful wizards are capable of accomplishing. Then there is ancient magic, which you should have started learning about in you history of magic class. The last form of magic is demonic magic. Can someone please tell me what separates demon magic is?" Meì kuí asked watching as a few students hesitantly raised their hands.

Kurama clenched his hands into a fist when he realized what Meì kuí had planned. If he got into a battle with a demon, especially in his weakened state, it would be a risky gamble to fight with his wand. The wand was incredibly powerful, and with any lack of control, he could easily destroy more then just the demon he was dueling against. The only type of fighting that he would be capable of performing with maximum control, would be his normal fighting techniques. Knowing this, Meì kuí was going to teach the class how to identify his fighting style as that of "demonic magic," once again forcing him to become a topic of suspicion among the students and staff.

"Demonic magic is normally identified from some sort of element, like ice, fire, water, and wind," a sixth year Ravenclaw explained.

"That is correct. Demons normally have an element that is considered their specialty. Darkness, light, explosions, and morphing are also very well known specialties, but my favorite would have to be plants. A demon with the power over plants has the ability to overcome almost all of the other types of demons. That is accomplished by the demon's knowledge of all plants, and their ability to control the varies plants. The more powerful the plant, the more powerful the demon," Meì kuí explained watching satisfied as some students were already throwing Kurama suspicious glances. "Well, Mr. Minamino, are you ready to start?" Meì kuí asked sweetly. Kurama gave her a vicious glare before he made his way to the dueling platform.

Meì kuí stared at him startled, she hadn't really believed that Kurama would give in so easily. She had expected him to continue resisting, she hadn't expected him to comply, but it really didn't matter. All it meant was that she wouldn't have to spend more of her time trying to get the stubborn boy to walk right into her trap.

Kurama waited patiently as Meì kuí yelled out an order in Japanese. Almost instantly a gust of wind filled the room. There were a few startled gasps from the students when a shadowy form seemed to materialize in the center of the dueling platform.

A demon with cloudy grayish hair, and sky blue eyes appeared when the sand, picked up from the wind, finally died away. Kurama studied his opponent carefully. This wind demon was no master, and defeating him would be a simple task. It was rather unlikely that this demon possessed the powers that Jin had, and at most, this demon was probably only capable of conjuring a strong wind. No tornado's or hurricanes or any of the really powerful wind powers that a master of wind was capable of doing. At least Meì kuí had been truthful when she said she was going to start the class off by having them duel against weak demons. But still, the other students wouldn't be able to understand this demon's powers, and ignorance in battle can be deadly.

"Begin!" Meì kuí yelled watching with anticipation. She already knew the outcome of this battle, it was just how Kurama was going to accomplish it that excited her. If everything went like planned, Kurama's weakened state will make him careless.

As soon as the command had been given, Kurama's hand flew to the rose seed in his hair on instinct.

"No Kurama!" Harry yelled causing Kurama to realized the mistake he had almost made a split second before the deed would have been done. Throwing Harry a thankful smile, Kurama's hand reached into his robes where he produced his wand.

Harry watched the battle in horrified fascination. He had already figured out what Meì kuí was trying to do, but the fact that Kurama was a demon was ridiculous. The only explanation that Harry could believe in was Kurama somehow had demonic powers. He would have to ask Hermione about it later, whenever she could stop fantasizing about Kurama long enough to think about the possibility that Kurama might have the power to perform "demonic magic."

Turning back to the duel, Harry could understand why Hermione was starring at Kurama so dreamily. The boy was doing graceful flips as he avoided the demon's fists, kicks and harsh gusts of wind. His face was twisted in deep concentration, while he continued to dodge each blow in another extravagant show of gymnastics. Finally, after one command, Kurama was able to stun the demon.

Harry was beaming in delight when Kurama finished the duel. Meì kuí on the other hand was furious, she had expected that Kurama would be angry or tired enough that he would become careless in the battle. But besides that one blunder at the beginning, Kurama had done nothing out of the ordinary for a human. He really was a crafty demon, but her game wasn't over yet. She still had several surprises left for the boy. He may have won this match, but there was still several to come, and if he wanted to pass this class, he would eventually have to face off against her. And she would make sure that in order to win, he would have to give it everything that he had, that is if he will survive long enough to finish the school year.

TBC.

Author's note: Next time, Kurama will be getting another huge surprise in his class with Hagrid, when the half giant tries to teach the class about fox demons. And things only get worse when his Youko side threatens to come out. ^_^