Disclaimer: I do not own anything but this idea for a plot and alternate storyline. The characters and places mentioned, except for a few created by me, belong to the creators of either "Yu Yu Hakusho" or "Harry Potter" and any resemblances to people, living or dead, are purely the figment of my, or your imagination. Oh, and please don't sue me; I don't have money, I even have to go to a community college that I can't really afford either.
Chapter Six
You're All Going to Die
"Wow, this is so awesome. This year is gonna rock!" Keisuke yells as the large party leaves the Quidditch store, new brooms in hand. The two boys have the fastest rooms in the store, the new Firebolt X. It is currently the most expensive broom on the market, but Koenma had overestimated how much money they would need. The three girls, on the other hand, had found maneuverable and quick turning brooms, the also new Nimbus 5000.
All of the children are smiling and laughing as Hiei leads them to an ice-cream parlor. Well, every child except for Keita is. Hiei pauses, letting the others pass him by, but he gently grabs the sad boy. The dark haired, crimson eyed man pulls a few boxes out of his long cloak.
Hiei's eye twitches as he notices the corner of the smaller box is soaked in drool and covered in teeth marks. "Since you can't have a broom." He says simply as Keita takes the boxes.
"This is a chess set, and something!" Keita exclaims. So Hiei feels a little sorry for the kid, but Keita has brightened a little.
"Something called 'Gobstones'. Instructions in the box. Not nearly as expensive as a broom, but you better not lose any of the pieces."
Keita smiles, some of his father's other demon friends were like this, trying not to show they care while being nice in the meanest way possible. Needless to say, Keita likes all of the youkai his father had befriended over the years.
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Two polar opposites sit on the steps of Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlor. One is a lanky young man at the end of his teens, and his long legs are stretched all the way to the street. His clothes are a mismatch of muggle and wizard articles, but most match the color of his hair, raven black pulled into a high ponytail. Perched on the top of his head are a pair of expensive stolen muggle sunglasses. He wipes off a drop of vanilla ice-cream that has melted from his cone and landed on his rumpled and completely unfastened black robe.
He is nearly as pale as the little girl in the black, battered, holey, torn witch hat with the pointy top ripped off that sits next to him. One would not think her to be old enough for Hogwarts, even though she is nearly 17 and heading into her sixth year. She wears a little yellow muggle dress with a simplistic, white cartoon cat on the front and little yellow gelly sandles with sparkles. Her long pink hair is down, but if one looks closely at it, one would see separate strands of crimson and white. She has trails of chocolate ice-cream covering her mouth and chin. Neither has spoken a word to the other in the last ten minutes.
"So, how's the new job that's prevented me from seeing you all summer?" The girl's voice whispers softly in a language no human should ever use. Her sentence is short, relying on subtle inflections and volume changes to get across her meanings.
"Fun. Get to break into empty vaults, risk my life, play with dragons, get paid big." His deep voice stumbles upon the delicate nuances of the language, the one he thinks he had made up. "Nice dress."
She casts a gold flecked green glare his way. "Auntie buys my muggle things, I pay my own way through school, and I happen to like 'Hello Kitty'."
"Grow up." A pink, chocolate covered tongue is all he receives. "How much money have you 'found'?"
The girl smirks evilly, "Enough stolen pocket change for books, but I'll have to steal the rest."
"Be careful, don't want to bail you out, or explain to Dumbledore that you were stealing again." He speaks again before remembering the street gang he led in London before he found out he was a wizard. They are both orphans, and to survive they had to pick pockets, break into rich houses, and shoplift. 'At least Kit's mom left her some wizard money before the Death Eaters got her. My mum didn't have nuthin', didn't know 'bout Hogwarts or magic either.' He gives a silent prayer for the dead. As he looks over at his vertically and age challenged friend with only one violet eye, he sees her tense up and stare into the alley.
"Kit-Kat? You 'kay?"
She merely shivers and points discretely at a group of people. 'Tall redhead, three boys and a guy, two blue-haired babes and a pretty little brunette.' He takes stock carefully, 'Nothin' odd here.'
"Kuro, I'm scared." She doesn't whisper this time, she screeches quietly in a high pitched tone in English.
'Wait, if she's admitting she's scared....' He remembers the last time the little fox was scared, when a monster-lion-person-thing attacked the gang and killed a boy. They couldn't have the same dark auras as that monster bastard. He adjusts his vision, though really it was a change in what his mind focused on, a trick he has learned to cope with the weird visions he'd had for as long as he could remember.
All of the people in that group has unusually strong auras, and even though the hues are different they all have an extra quality that isn't really a color, but a sense of darkness. Kuro takes another second to analyze the auras further. 'Damn, they're stronger than they look. How can they hold back like that? Hold on, they hold back... and are still so strong! Shit, they're heading this way.'
"Kit-Kat, can I have my hat back?" He asks before swallowing the remains of his ice cream cone.
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Hiei's attention is brought back to his group of children as Keita starts showing off his new games. Sensing Kurama stiffen at his side, Hiei glances around and sees two kids sitting in front of the ice-cream parlor.
"What is it Fox?" The girls answer this question with a squeal.
"Dad, that guy in front of the ice-cream place is so bishounen! We're just gonna go flirt." Hina and Yui drag the other Koorime off toward the kid.
"When the Mekai did she start going boy crazy?" The poor father's left eye twitches.
"Oh, when she noticed they existed about three months after you left her here." Keisuke helps.
'Kuronue.' Hiei turns to stare at the source of that projected thought, Kurama. Recalling what that 'bishounen' looked like in his mind's eye, the fire demon growls.
'That isn't him Fox, your old partner is dead, and that boy is fully human.'
'I know, but....' Kurama sends images of the boy and the dead thief, and while Hiei can see striking resemblances in their figures, facial structures, coloring, and fashion sense, all the little youkai cares about is his growing headache.
Frustrated with the youko's inability to act, Hiei stalks forward with one final thought, 'Let's just get the brats ice-cream and go back to the hotel.'
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"Eek!" Kit squeals right into his ear as she hides behind him, "They're coming this way!"
Kuro sighs as he hears steel rasp out of it's sheath. "Kit, put that knife away." He shakes his head, sometimes his friend could be quite childish and act like she looks. 'Of course she doesn't know I sense that darkness in her a little too....' He isn't scared, well not of the three girls running towards him, but he really was only mildly afraid of the two adults, really... okay, maybe a little more than that, but Kuro has to be strong and act like he isn't.
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Approaching cautiously, the three girls do their best to smile cutely at the pretty young man relaxing on the steps in front of them.
"Hi, um, I'm Hina, and we, uh, couldn't help noticing how, err," Her brunette friend offers a list of useful adjectives: bishounen, hunky, hot, sexy, and attractive, which only succeed in making both Koorime blush, "Charming you are." She stifles a squeal when the handsome guy smiles at her.
"Nice to meet you, my name is Kuronue, but call me Kuro for short." He points behind him with a thumb, "And that little kitten back there is my friend Kit." The little pink-haired girl bites his thumb lightly, "Ouch, what the hell was that for?"
"Don't call me kitten, you can call me Kit-Kat, but chocolate bars are where I draw the line." This comes out as a hoarse whisper from the cute little pink-haired girl.
"Aw, she's so cute." Mina says with a giggle.
"I'm not cute!" Kit screeches loudly. "And for another thing, Kuro does not need anymore fan girls, he's too old for you, you...." She switches to her private language to screech obscenities at the three.
"What's she saying?"
"You don't want to know."
"Don't worry Yui-chan, it's just curses, she's about as creative as my dad."
"Hina, how do you know that?" The boy asks.
"My mom forced me to learn a lot of languages when I was younger, like English and this Makai dialect." She gets stares before everyone turns to stare at the cursing child.
"How does someone so young learn to cuss like that?" Mina blushes.
"She's seventeen."
"Is she a hanyou like me?"
"What's a hanyou?"
"Hina, I don't think Uncle Hiei wants us to flirt with boys."
"Why not?"
"He's right behind you and giving us the death glare."
"Oh." Hina turns around and with a huge smile plastered on her face, she says, "I love you Daddy?"
"Hn."
At the same time, the little girl vanishes. This freaks a few people out, but Kuro takes it in stride. "Great, where'd the little pain in the ass disappear to now?" The question is answered by a stream of foul demonic curses coming from above them. On top of a garishly sculpted gargoyle clown, this is an ice-cream parlor after all, kneels the little girl.
"Kit, get back down here!" The boy yells like a stern father.
"No!" She continues cursing and Hiei decides to translate some of it.
"If we don't get out of here she's gonna throw knifes at us. I'm so scared." Hiei says flatly. "She's calling us 'monsters in disguise'." He snorts in amusement.
"Well, she got two out of nine right." The smart-mouthed Hiroku is whapped on the head for his contribution to the conversation.
(A/N: Hiei also has a more demonic form, the green one covered with jagan eyes and two points in his hair.)
"Kit, if you don't come down now...." He pulls out a wand.
"But that scary bastard just hit the other little scary bastard." It is still not in English.
"I'm warning you...."
"But they'll eat me!"
"No they won't, all they want is ice-cream."
"But they're evil."
"If they were evil, their auras would have a blackness to them."
"What about dark purple?" Hiei's scary death glare isn't helping.
"You give me no other choice, Accio Kitsune." With that spell the little girl is pulled off the gargoyle, though she gives a tough fight by holding on as strong as she can and digging in her claws, and eventually flies towards the tall boy. He catches her deftly in one hand by the collar of her dress.
"Can we eat her now?" Hiroku receives multiple whaps from a few people.
"Kitsune." Kurama comes out of his thoughts with this mumbled word. "Few if any in Japan name their children that. What kind of English person would choose that name?"
(A/N: I made that up with the rationality that if the person was superstitious, they'd never invite danger by naming their kid with the name of a creature that can trick you and possess people.)
The little pink haired girl just glares at him, so Kuro answers, "Probably some eccentric witch with a Japanese/English dictionary, but it makes for interesting nicknames, Kit Fox, Kit-Kat, and her favorite, Kitten."
"Don't call me that damn name; I hate what the fake mother and father called me." She kicks the arm that holds her and begins thrashing around wildly. "And Mommy named me that for a reason."
"How would you know that? She died when you were only two months old."
"Least my name has a meaning. Your's sucks."
"Kuronue does not suck!" She blows him a raspberry, and he drops her to the ground.
(A/N: 'Kuronue' may possibly have a meaning, but all these kids would have is a small dictionary, so they wouldn't have found out what that meaning was.)
By now Kurama has moved onto a new train of thought, 'He looks like my old partner, and they even have the same name, and the girl speaks his language.' The youko continues his interrogation, "Why would your mother name you that?'
"Eh, don't know, she's a dead whore. Didn't really care 'til after my bastard of a wizard father killed her." So these are the messed up wizard kids, the rejects, the dredges of wizard society. "Kit, stop hiding behind me."
"Fuck you." Kuro knows she doesn't mean it though; she was always all bluster and bravado.
Kurama asks his final question, "Where did she learn that language?"
This makes both pause from where they are starting to rough house, a comical sight since Kuronue is almost three times her size. "Well," Kuronue speaks as he holds the girl upside down by her ankle, "I thought I had made it up with her taking it over and going nuts with it, but since you guys seem to know the language, I'm not so sure anymore."
"What time is it?" While trying furiously to get loose, the girl whispers this.
Kurama glances at the sun for a moment, "Around 2:10."
"Shit, I'm late. My uncles said they'd meet me at Flourish and Blott's at 2 for books." The tall boy, who is also taller than Kurama's human form, drops the girl lightly to her feet. She runs off rudely without a word.
"Well, it was nice to meet y'all," Kuro drawles in a poor imitation of a western cowboy, "but I better git back ter work afore some poor bloke realizes one of the dragons is hibernating and discovers all those lovely lil' traps I jury-rigged as a backup."
"You work at the bank?" The youko snorts.
"Yeah, and for the life of me I can't understand how nobody's pulled a successful heist yet. Fortunately for them, they pay me more'n I can carry outa there." With a wave and a smile that makes five girls around the alley swoon, and ten more faint completely, the odd boy is off and the group is free to get ice-cream.
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"Psst. Uncle Hiei," Keita pauses in the middle of his hot fudge sundae to pester the youkai, "Those people in the booth in front of us might die soon." Unfortunately he says this much too loudly.
"What the bloody 'ell did you mean by that!" One of the boys in said booth turns around to glare at the group. The boy is big with bright red hair and freckles "Who said that?"
"I did," the young boy announces with a quaver, "but it won't be my fault, it has to do with that other boy."
The then 'other boy' turns around in his seat to glare with green eyes. His dark hair is unruly and stuck up here and there, and he has an odd, lightning shaped scar on his forehead. "Come on, out with it; I've heard it all. Will it be a big black dog again, or how about a giant snake or a Basilisk? Then there's always my personal favorite, Voldemort."
"Harry, stop saying that name!" Both the red head and a girl with frizzy brown hair yell simultaneously, and he apologizes.
"No, it's more complicated than that." Keita is interrupted by his older brother.
"Kei-chan, stop telling them, the morons won't listen and they don't understand your power."
Three, 'What power?'s ring in the air, so Keisuke explains "... And whatever he sees comes true, except for the 'maybes' who will die if they do whatever it is that's associated with their death in his mind." He finishes after a few minutes.
"I for one don't believe in foretelling the future," the frizzy girl says snootily, "but it's just fascinating that he's been that accurate. Are you positively sure you aren't exaggerating."
"Well, I don't know if the pilot died or not, but the fish was a maybe and my Mom made sure it was okay."
"Keisuke, you dimwit, the pilot was on the news the next day 'cause he died right before boarding the plane and had a blood-alcohol level of 1.9." Yui lightly bonks her brother on the head.
"Oh."
"Fascinating. Oh, by the way, I'm Hermione Granger, this is Ron Weasley, and this is." The boy with the scar interrupts with his name.
"Harry."
"Ah, completely forgot introductions didn't we. I'm Keisuke these are my siblings Yui and Keita, my uncles Kurama and Hiei, they'll be professors at Hogwarts this year you know, Hiei's kids Hina, Hiroku, and," To himself mostly he adds, "where the hell is he? Oh well." Louder he finishes, "Muroku is hiding somewhere, probably asleep, and their cousin Mina."
A few exclamations of 'they aren't twins!' and 'hiding?' and 'what are they teaching?' later and Hiei's red eyes twitch, both of them.
"Which one of you is the new DADA teacher? There's a curse on it."
"Hn."
"Uncle Hiei is." Yui clarifies.
At a few questioning looks, Kurama smiles his Shuuichi smile, "I'm replacing Professor Sprout who is working on identifying some odd plants in the field."
"So how are we supposed to die?" Harry asks a bit more nicely than before.
"I'm not sure. I know that if you die, your two friends will die for certain, and possibly a lot more people in the wizarding world. In one possibility everyone will die, in another only you, your friends and a few people at Hogwarts." Keita struggles to explain that Harry's future is odd in that there are a myriad of possible roads for him to follow, and many people's fates seem to be connected to his own. Hermione is unimpressed. "But I know for certain that each of you will die unless you can get that Draco boy to help and support you. Of course he'll die too if he doesn't help, and you can still die a hundred different ways if you succeed at this."
This shocks the three Gryffindors, and they would have said something if not for the sudden darkening of the world. Nobody moves, not even to take a breath, except for the nine demonic people. Hiei glares at a drop of ice-cream that had just fallen from Hermione's spoon and stays suspended in the air motionless.
"Remind me again why I can't kill you, Koenma." Hiei growls in annoyance.
"Yo. Because you wouldn't see your family or anything outside of a Reikai prison cell until Mukuro Yusuke manage to kill and my father."
"Hn."
"I see you all have your brooms. Which one of you figured out there was enough for them." Kurama raises a hand. "You'll need those brooms. Good, only Hiei has a familiar."
The fire youkai interrupts, "That's my baby."
"Oh, you brought him?"
"Hn."
"Don't call me a moron, Hiei."
"Don't pretend to know what my grunts mean."
"Well, anyways," Koenma continues calmly, "I'll be giving each of you a spirit beast egg for your familiars."
"Great, I better not get something lame like Puu." Keisuke groans. Everyone knows that these eggs feed off of the energy of the one who carries it. If the energy is positive, the egg hatches into a nice little beast reflection of the owner. If, on the other hand, the energy is negative, the beast would be horribly powerful and would eat the owner, body and soul. Puu is Yusuke's spirit beast, a sweet little blue baby spirit phoenix with wing-like ears and a beak. He is commonly referred to as a blue baby penguin, a teddy bear with a beak, and Puusuke.
"What's wrong with Puu, he's kawaii!" Yui argues, but everyone ignores her.
"Well, here's your eggs, have a nice year! Oh, and don't tell anymore people that you are demons unless you have to. It's not that important, but you could cause a panic." Koenma tosses the eggs to everyone, including Hiei and Kurama. They quickly hide the eggs on their person as time restarts.
"Why do you guys look odd, I could've sworn you all just moved, 'cause you weren't like that a moment ago" Hermione comments astutely.
"And where did your ice-cream go?" Ron asks Hiroku and Hiei, who had finished theirs as Koenma talked.
Hiroku panics, "What ice-cream?" Hiei smacks him.
"We had to stop time temporarily to have a slight conversation with our employer." Kurama says with a straight face, because he isn't actually lying, just misleading them, "It's secret so keep it quiet."
Soon enough everyone else finishes their ice-cream, and the hanyous and youkai bid the three humans farewell. Before they leave the ice-cream shop, they hear Harry's voice call out, "See you on the train!" Hiei for one is very happy to get back to the hotel after picking up the robes at Madam Malkin's, and he soon retires for the evening..
'Crazy ningens.' He thinks closing his ruby eyes. He is soon awoken by a very disturbed youko.
A pair of golden eyes look down at him from where Youko Kurama is perched over the fire demon's body. "Hiei, I can't sleep."
"Fuck off, somewhere else and not near the girls."
"That's not nice. I know that boy must be Kuronue."Kurama curls his tail up onto his lap as he crosses his legs over Hiei's stomach.
"So go ask Jijii if he got reincarnated or something." Hiei tries to buck the youko no baka off, but the thief keeps his balance.
(Translation: Jijii is a derogatory term used for an old man, and in some cases has been used by Hiei in reference to the hundreds years old Koenma. Youko no baka is merely stupid fox demon.)
"But that girl, there's something about her, something familiar. Oh, naughty little Hiei-kun." The youko finally gets off as Hiei prepares his mortal flames. "Fine, if you want to be that way I'll go back to my own room." Before he leaves, Kurama turns back to his human form. "Still, I should pay a visit to Koenma before classes start and ask about them both."
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Elsewhere, Hermione asks herself, "Why would Dumbledore talk to all of them and not us? Why did he bring them to Hogwarts?"
