Spirit Magic

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 Twenty One: Peeves.

"And the male candidate for the Gryffindor's will be, Mr. Shuuichi Minamino."

The giant hall was filled with a shock silence. No one could believe that Professor McGonagall had actually picked a student that had only been at the school for a few days. There was no way that she would know how well he performed in his classes.

Professor McGonagall tried to suppress a laugh as she noticed that not only were the students shocked, but she had gotten a rare glimpse of Dumbledore's surprise. Hardly anything surprised the headmaster these days, and just seeing that look would have been worth losing the completion. But Professor McGonagall wasn't the sort of person who made decisions for a brief moment of humor, there was a reason she had chosen Kurama. One of the reasons was Kurama was friends with Hermione, and that getting a pair that would work well together was important. And second, Kurama had done exceptionally well when she had tested him the first day of classes. Not only could Kurama perform everything she asked him to do, he did them with such precision and ease. As for the lecture part, McGonagall felt it was safe to assume that Kurama not only had the text books memorized, but had also done a bit of extra research as well. As far as the deputy headmistress was concerned, with Kurama and Hermione in her house, she had a better then average chance of winning both competitions.

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Kurama released another groan as he collapsed in his seat. Last nights events had been a nightmare. It had taken him almost all night to get everybody to leave him alone, and even longer to get Shiori to stop crying. Students kept on coming to him, challenging him just to see how smart he really was, and some of them even had the nerve to say that it was because his mother was a professor that he had been selected. But the worst part had to have been when Shiori started crying for no apparent reason. After trying to comfort his human mother, Kurama was finally able to determine that Shiori wasn't sad, but so proud of him. It just didn't make any sense to Kurama on why someone would cry when they're happy, but then again, his sister did almost the same thing when she saw him again.

"I hear Professor Huã is still in the hospital wing," Hermione whispered pulling Kurama out of his dazed state.

"What? Is she okay?" Kurama demanded looking worried and guilty at the idea that he might have done some serious damage to his ex-partners baby sister.

Hermione studied him a moment confused, but soon her face brightened. "Oh don't worry, she should be back next week, you didn't do any lasting damage," Hermione said, dropping to a whisper at the last part.

Kurama seemed to relax a little before another thought crossed his mind. "Wait, who's teaching today's class then?" Kurama asked.

As if on cue, the doors to the classroom swung open, showing the jolly face of the school's headmaster.

"Good morning class," Dumbledore said immediately taking his spot at the front of the classroom. "Due to an unfortunate incident in the Forbidden Forest yesterday, Professor Huã will be unable to teach class today, so I will be her substitute," Dumbledore said. "Now if you will just follow me, we will be heading to a more suitable room for today's lesson," Dumbledore said heading out of the classroom.

"Oh this is so cool, I wonder what we will be doing," Ron exclaimed grinning as he followed the headmaster through the many halls of Hogwarts.

"I don't know, but we haven't had a lesson where we have to move classrooms since Professor Lupin," Harry said unable to hide his excitement as the class finally reached their destination.

The classroom was about three times the size of the defense against the dark arts classroom, and the walls were made of solid metal. In the middle of the room sat a huge dueling platform, and almost immediately, the class knew why they had to change rooms. Still huddled in a group, the students quietly listened as Dumbledore explained the rules and procedure behind dueling.

"Now I don't want any illegal spells," Dumbledore said throwing Draco a warning look; the memory of the snake that Draco had used in his second year was the only reason why Dumbledore was a bit hesitant to allow the dueling to continue again this year. But with the continuous threat of Voldemort, Dumbledore had no choice but to prepare the students for a possible attack, and teaching them how to duel was the first step. Dumbledore was about to name the first two students when he was interrupted by a loud popping sound.

Looking over to the right side of the room, Dumbledore was not the least bit surprised to see Peeves popping another bubble of his cherry flavored gum. Dumbledore's gaze grew hard as the ghost made eye contact, but Peeves didn't seem to want to leave. Ever since school had started, all of the ghosts had been pretty nonexistent, preferring to float through the halls at night as if they were being haunted. Even the jokester Peeves had stopped his normal pranks, and had taken to hiding when the students were out. But by the look on the poltergeist's face, it was obvious that Peeves was getting bored of his sneaking around, and was ready to have a little fun. Even if the class he chose to disrupt was currently being taught by the headmaster.

Peeves cackled gleefully as he pulled out a handful of cherry bombs, and made his way toward the students. But before Dumbledore could do anything to stop Peeves from his current prank, the ghost came to a sudden halt.

The ghosts eyes widened in horror, and his mouth opened and closed like a fish out of water. The cherry bombs fell to the floor, where they exploded, causing dust to pick up in the room, but Peeves didn't start laughing like he normally did when he pulled a prank. All the ghost did was stare at the students like he had been petrified.

Dumbledore frowned at the ghost's weird behavior, following the spirit's gaze, trying to figure out what scared the practical joker into his horrified state. The only thing that Dumbledore could see was the faces of his confused students. And then he noticed it. The new student had an amused grin on his face, while he continued to keep the spirit in an unwavering stare. Kurama went to move his hand toward the pocket in his robe, when the spell over Peeves seemed to break.

With one horrified scream, Peeves flew out of the room. The class covered their ears as Peeve's screams filled the hallways, before the room became silent again. The only two people who didn't seem to be infected by the whole ordeal was Dumbledore and Kurama.

TBC.

Author's endnote: Peeves can just be so cute sometimes. I just love how he causes problems. But thanks to him, Professor Dumbledore is suspicious of Kurama again. What could this mean for Kurama, it means just more added stress to his already over stressed mind. I'm so evil sometimes. Oh well, what did you think? And if anybody has any suggestions, please share them with me, I have a ton of ideas, but they will run out before this fic is over. This is going to be one really long story at the rate that I'm going, and I haven't even gotten to retrieving Sirius's body yet. Yikes. Well, hopefully, I will be able to update soon, boot camp should be over, but I'm not sure how much time I will have will going to my job training. But like I said before, I will not abandon this fic, and will try as hard as I can to update as often as I can. ^_^