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Chapter Twelve

Harry awoke to several raps on the window. For a second, he thought he was back at the Dursleys. At least until he opened his eyes. Then it all came rushing back.

Looking over at the window, he saw Pig, as well as several other owls and smiled in a self-deprecating way as he realized that, with all the excitement of the past few days, he had completely forgotten that today was his birthday.

Still wondering how he'd forgotten that, he got up, experienced a wave of dizziness which sent him staggering all over the room, stumbled over a low lying table, and nearly cracked his head open on the window sill. Then, after all that trauma, he found the window to be stuck shut.

Cursing, Harry made his way downstairs, clutching the banister as he experienced another wave of dizziness.

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Kurama (1) slowly made his way out of the woods. He was practically dragging his feet. The only reason he had been out at ungodly hours was because he had had a feeling that dealing with the Death Eaters would require some extra…flower power, for lack of any other appropriate nauseating pun.

As he continued walking toward the temple, he noticed about four owls hovering outside. As he drew nearer, he heard, he heard a few crashes, then some muffled cursing.

When he was closer, he saw Harry burst out through the door and land in a crumpled heap. The cursing began anew as he slowly stood up and looked around disoriented.

Kurama blinked at this for a while He knew he should've postponed his plant search until after he had consumed a cup of coffee or three. Or perhaps he should've slept a few hours more like a normal person. His eyes unfocused as he thought of bed and the aroma, beauty and grace of a cup of coffee.

"HAVE YOU SEEN ANY OWLS!" Harry yelled. This was officially the fifth time he had asked the question Muttering it twice under his breath as a prelude to a derogatory statement did not, he decided, count.

Kurama, responding to the question on autopilot, pointed to a second story window a little ways to the left.

Harry flushed a little in embarrassment. He hurried over to collect the mail as Kurama walked into the house, set about making some coffee and fell asleep at the table. This was not a safe thing to do when Yusuke was going to arrive.

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Harry walked into the kitchen, poured himself a cup of coffee and tried to wake Kurama up. Kurama batted at the finger poking him, and almost jerked off his chair.

Harry shrugged, sat down, and set about opening his gifts. The first one was from Remus:

Dear Harry,

Happy sixteenth birthday! Had you been able to return to Grimmauld Plac, we would've thrown you a big party. I suppose we'll have to wait until next year. Anyway, your present is from another dimension, yes, I did say another dimension, you're not going mad. It's a rather long story, but basically, Hagrid found it in the lake (so, it's a joint present, only Hagrid didn't have time to write a note). You should listen to it, and ask for the user's guide. I hope you'll be able to put it to good use.

Lots of luck,

Remus

Harry stared at the box for a minute. The thought if it coming from another dimension was mind-boggling. He just hoped that Remus wasn't playing a prank.

He noticed the air holes, and then hoped that Remus and Hagrid hadn't gotten him a poisonous…something.

Hand trembling slightly in fear, he opened the box to reveal a…smaller box? Harry tried to think positive thoughts. If the box wasn't that big, the creature couldn't be that dangerous, could it?

Hand still shaking, he opened the lid. He jumped back with a scream.

"Er, bingley, bingley, beep?" (2) an imp said uncertainly.

Kurama, remarkably, was still asleep.

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Ron woke with a start. He had been having a nice dream about…chocolate when the frog had started to scream blood murder. It was not the way to start the day, especially when Hermione rushed into the room.

"Ron! I just heard Harry scream! Do you think Death Eaters…can you come with me to check that he's alright? I mean, I'm capable and all…why aren't you dressed?"

Ron glared at Hermione blearily. "I don't think it's Death Eaters. I hope I can go downstairs, and I'm sure you're capable of walking as well, and I was sleeping."

"Why do I have the feeling I've forgotten something?" Hermione muttered distractedly to herself, ignoring Ron's answers. Ron flopped backward onto the bed in defeat.

"That's it!" she exclaimed, banging her fist onto the bedside table, causing a cup to shatter. "It's Harry's birthday, and he's sixteen. Oh, that means that…but he's a boy…" and she started to talk about parties and 'sweet sixteen's, whatever those were. Ron had no idea, and didn't want to know.

…Never mind, now he wanted to know. "What's a 'sweet sixteen'?"

"It's a…" and suddenly, Ron was struck with the amazement of his stupidity. Hermione was oblivious to his plight, and continued rambling on about the comparisons between he Wizarding world and the Muggle one.

Harry was forgotten.

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Mrs. Weasley Arrived home via Floo network. She was tired, but happy. Harry was safe, the Order had discovered one of Voldemort's strongholds and Bill and Charlie had decided to visit.

As she walked into the kitchen, she saw a head of messy black hair out of the corner of her vision. She looked again, saw nothing, and decided that she should sleep instead of making breakfast.

As she was trudging up the stairs, a voice stopped her.

"Erm, Mrs. Weasley," a very familiar voice said. Mrs. Weasley turned around and stared in shock.

"Arthur!" she yelled.

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"Harry" was standing in the middle of the Weasley's kitchen looking very embarrassed. Surrounding him were the Weasleys. Most of them were gazing at him suspiciously. A few just looked like they knew he wasn't Harry and wanted to kill him. He could just see them thinking something along the lines of, "If we kill him, we'll still have some time to sleep before the body goes really stiff."

"Harry", who I think we could safely say was Yana, laughed nervously and held up his hands in a way he hoped was screaming I'm-a-poor-defenseless-soul-who-isn't-armed-and-doesn't-want-to-hurt-you-but-is-mainly-unarmed-don't-hurt-me!

"Ron", aka Yusuke, arrived. Dumbledore had kept him on the bounds of wanting to know how Genkai was. Yusuke was pretty sure that it was more that Dumbledore wanted to make sure that Toguro was dead, or something along those lines.

Yusuke looked over to where he had heard angry mutterings, and saw what looked a bit like a witch trial (oh the irony) might've looked, minus the benches general order, and funny looking clothing with buckles. The fact that they were surrounding a person who looked awfully liked Harry registered in his brain second.

"Can I punch you?" Yusuke asked. The Weasleys turned to stare at him incredulously. That wasn't a normal question.

"What sort of nut case asks if he can punch someone?" Percy asked incredulously.

"Sure," Yana said. "Just remember, you have to knock me out."

"Is anyone listening to a word I'm saying!"

"I remember," Yusuke grinned, completely unaware of Percy ranting in the background, "Good to see you again, Yana."

"Likewise."

"Wait, you know this person?" Mr. Weasley asked.

"Yeah, and he wouldn't become a Death Eater, at least not a loyal one."

"How do you know?"

"Uh, well, he helped us save mankind from a former Spirit Detective who went insane…that's got to count for something, right?" Yusuke's plea just caused more confusion. Percy stopped ranting in light of this new information.

"Did the former Spirit Detective make a hole in the fabric of dimensions that caused monsters to appear in Mushiyori city? I've heard of that. It was on the front page of the Daily Prophet!"

"Uh, yeah, sure, Dailey Prophet, right."

"It's obvious you aren't going to believe me, so why don't you just administer some Veritaserum? It'll save everyone a lot of hassle," suggested Yana.

"Are you bonkers! The application of that stuff is regulated by the Ministry!" one of the twins exclaimed.

"Yeah!" Both twins looked at each other and grinned.

"I'll firecall Snape!" They both ran out.

A/N: I have finals coming up soon, so I won't be able to update for at least another two weeks. Sorry.

Anyway, explanation time!

1. Kurama is there because, well, for protection, and to help teach stuff to the trio.

2. Erm, I've been reading a bit too much Discworld lately. I've become a bit obsessed. Uh, it won't play a big role in the story, the Discworld I mean, so people who haven't read it have nothing to fear. I can't say anything yet about the Disorganizer.

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