Forever Darkness, Forever Lonely

I don't have a lot to say for this one. I guess the only reason I wrote this was because it seems to be quite popular, these kinds of fics, so I'm trying it out myself.

Okay, I know Hermione and probably most of the girl population has a crush on Kurama, but Hermione will not he with Kurama. That would be too horrible for him. Heh... I personally don't like Hermione very much, so there might be bashing.

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

Warnings: OOC, Violence, mild swearing, wrong info, bashing

Hiei immediately snapped his head to Kurama, who was looking at him with immense concern.

"Hiei, are you alright?" Kurama inquired, "You were starting to sweat and you looked disturbed."

"Hn, I'm fine. It was nothing to get your pretty head worried about," Hiei said. 'Damn, I have to get those thoughts out of my head. It wasn't real. Just a stupid dream!' he repeated these words in his head, not noticing the worried looks that were sent by Kurama.

Once everyone was done eating, the Gryffindors and the other house tables went to their common rooms.

Chapter Four: More Dreams, Crushes, and a Strange Language

At night, Harry was twisting and turning in his sleep. Sweat drenched his blue pajamas. The bed sheet was tangled around his limbs.

Harry found himself back in the Department of Mysteries. His past year's event repeated itself in fast motion, too fast for him to comprehend. Harry looked from left to right, in front of him and behind him. Finally, the madness stopped and Harry found Sirius laughing at a horrible looking creature. The boy who lived saw his godfather was tied up, but was still in a jolly mood. Harry wanted so desperately to warn him about the knife the irritated creature was slowly rising. He wanted so desperately to have him back, but everything seemed to stop for the young wizard when he saw his godfather die for the second time.

"Sirius!" Harry cried out over and over again. He didn't seem to notice the scene change and everything was replaced by darkness, nothing but darkness.

"Poor dear," a voice said out of nowhere, making Harry look wildly around.

"Lost his parents when he was just an infant," another voice said.

"His only relatives treat him like dirt." "No one loves him." "His godfather died because of him." "Such a foolish child." "No one cares for him anymore." "No one loves him." "No one cares." "He has nobody." "No one loves him." "No one lo-"

"NO!" Harry shouted, clutching his head in his head, shaking it. "I have my friends!"

Suddenly, a shining white figure stood before him. "Do you want to have your parents back? Do you want to have your godfather here with you?"

"Yes..." tears fell down from his green eyes, slowly dripping down his cheek and on to the floor. "Yes..."

"But are you willing to let go of your present life and start over? Are you willing to give up everything you've worked so hard for, just to change the past?" the figure said.

Harry paused. Does he really want to let this go? Does he really want to give them all up for what can never be his? "No, I can't give up my life. I can't give up what I've worked so hard for... I can't give up my friends."

"Wise answer," it said, "But that is not why I'm here. I'm here to tell you that your godfather is not truly dead. Just in a coma in a different world at a different time."

"Di- different world? Different time!" Harry gave the figure a confused look.

"Yes, but I can't tell you too much here. Someone may be listening to us right now, but I can tell you this, some things aren't always what they seem and if they are, there is always a catch. Do not worry, child. Everything will soon become clear." After the glowing figure said this, Harry began to feel the darkness swirling in front of him and words began to form. It looked like it was written with blood, but the words just floated in front of him.

Yor bld ill be ine.

Harry tried to figure out what the words were, but just when he thought he had it...

Harry woke up with a start by someone shaking him. The opened his eyes and saw Ron shaking him. He groaned slightly and began to rub the sleep from his eyes. "Argh, what is it Ron?"

"It's breakfast time Harry! If you don't get up soon, class will start and you'll miss breakfast, the most important meal of the day!" Ron said.

Harry felt like going back to sleep and trying to figure out what the words meant, but decided against it when Ron gave him another shake. "Alright, I'm up. You can go down first, just in case I don't get down there before class starts."

Ron shrugged and headed down.

Harry sighed and changed into his school robes. Soon, he made his way downstairs and sat on the Gryffindor table, in between Ron and Hermione.

"You're finally up, Harry," Hermione said, "What took you so long? Class is going to start in about three minutes!"

"I just slept in," Harry said, "Nothing to get upset about."

Hermione sighed, "Well, make sure you don't sleep in again, especially when we have Double Potions at first period like today!"

Harry nodded before joining Ron in a who- can- eat- faster- and- more contest. Hermione threw the pair a disgusted look.

"Something's going in that kid's mind, fox. I don't like the dark aura around him," Hiei muttered to Kurama.

Kurama looked at him, then to Harry. "Yes, but I don't think that aura belongs to him... Do you think someone has possessed him?"

Hiei didn't answered, but after a few minutes, he answered, "Perhaps."

"Shuuichi! Hiei! It's time for Double Potions!" Hermione shouted from a few meters away. The two demons got up from their seats and went to join Harry, Hermione, and Ron. The five of them made their way to the dungeon. A group of Slytherins was already waiting for Snape to arrive. When the Potions master did, they hurried and took their seats up front, leaving the back and dark parts for the Gryffindors. Harry and Ron decided to sit as far away as he could from Malfoy. Hermione insisted that if Kurama would sit beside him, she would help him with his potions and homework.

"No it's alright," Kurama hastily said.

"But this is your first class! I can help you with this," Hermione said.

"No, it's quite alright. I think I'll manage. Besides, if I do anything wrong, Hiei can help me," Kurama said.

"Bu- but!" Hermione stuttered.

Kurama stuck out his hands and shook his head, "No, no. I can handle it. If I can't do this on my own, I'll never be able to."

"Then I can help you till-" Hermione didn't get to finish her sentence when Professor Snape cut her off.

"Is there something wrong, Ms. Granger," Snape sneered.

Hermione blushed slightly, at being caught talking in class, and quickly shook her head.

"Then, five points from Gryffindor for talking nonsense in class," Snape said, earning groans and complains from the Gryffindors and sneers from the Slytherins. The professor, then, walked back to the front of the class, his cape billowing behind him.

"Now, before I was rudely interrupted by Ms. Granger, we are doing an aura potion. It shows a person's aura for a minute or so," Snape explained, "The lighter the aura is, the kinder they are. If the aura is white, which is nearly impossible, it proves that they have a pure soul. If it is black, which is also nearly impossible, then the person is as corrupted as they can get," Snape continued, "Now, you'll be working alone and by the end of the class, I want it done and handed to me." The professor turned around and began to write the ingredients and instructions down on the board, when he was done, everyone got to work.

Hermione began to badger Kurama about helping him, again.

Hiei looked at Kurama, 'Need help getting rid of the onna?'

'Yes! Please!' Hiei smirked at Kurama's desperate look. The fire demon began to make the fire underneath Hermione's cauldron rise in an inhumane temperature. The potion she was concocting was turning a sick shade of green. It began to bubble.

'"I think you should look at your potion, onna," Hiei said, smirking at Hermione. Hermione looked at Hiei, then turn to look at her potion before giving a small shriek. Kurama gave Hiei a grateful look and sent him a 'thank you' through the telepathic line, which Hiei always leave open for Kurama.

Hermione tried to save her potion, but it was too late, it was already ruined beyond repair. She bowed her head in depression and began to think about what she did wrong.

"Hiei?" Kurama called.

"Hn?" Hiei answered.

"Don't you think you should be working on your potion?" Kurama said.

"Hn, you can make it for me," Hiei grunted, but when Kurama gave him a doubtful look, he continued, "I did help you, fox. Besides, you don't need the whole thing, just put the potion you have left in another vial." Kurama shook his head before grinning at Hiei and nodded.

When class was almost over, Snape called for each and every one of them to hand in their vial of the aura potion. "We will be testing if these work, tomorrow. Anyone who haven't finished yet loses five point each from their house." A lot of groans from the Gryffindors were heard in the room, making Snape smirk in satisfaction. A few sniggers from heard from the Slytherins. Snape knew that most, if not all, of the Slytherins were finished, unlike the Gryffindors who dreaded potions.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione walked out of the classroom, quickly. Ron noticed that Hermione had a sad look on her face.

"What's wrong, 'Mione?" Ron inquired, looking at the depressed child.

"I just don't believe I messed up on my potion!" Hermione exclaimed, "I worked so hard on it!"

Ron gave Hermione a smug look, "You meant you worked really hard on getting that new kid, Shishichi, or what's- his- name's, attention."

"It's Shuuichi!" Hermione said, flushed, "And I wasn't trying to get his attention! I was just trying to help him since he's new and all." Ron and Harry rolled their eyes, not believing a word she was saying. The three of them continued to walk to their next class, with Hermione still trying to convince them. After the day was over, they sat around the fire in their common room.

"You know, I sometimes think that the Heeie guy knows what I'm thinking about," Ron said.

"Yeah, I know what you mean. The look in his eyes whenever you say something bad about Kurama," Harry muttered. Hermione nodded in agreement.

"But, his name is Hiei," Hermione corrected Ron. The two boys sighed. "You know, the two of you have been very rude lately."

"Geez, I wonder why, Hermione," Ron said, "First you get all obsessed with this girly guy, then you start trying to get his attention, and NOW you say we're being rude for not knowing how to pronounce their names! Bloody Hell! Have they brainwashed you or something because you're acting too much like a know- it- all! right now!"

"Ron maybe-" Hermione cut Harry off when she sharply stood up.

"If you think being a know- it- all is just knowing their names, then I don't know what is going on in your head!" Hermione shouted at the freckled face boy.

"What's doing on in my head is that you've become even more annoying than you were before!" Ron shouted right back at her, not knowing the reaction he would receive.

"Fine! If you think I'm annoying then maybe we weren't meant to be friends! Humph!" Hermione walked away, but Harry had already seen the tears that rimmed the corner of her eyes.

"Blimey! That girl must be having her PMs!" Ron said, falling back into his chair.

Harry shook his head at him. "Ron, maybe that wasn't really necessary." Ron gave him a look of disbelief. "I mean, maybe we're just ignoring the new students a bit too much. We really don't know anything about them and all. And did you see the tears in Hermione's eyes? I think you've went a bit too far."

Ron just stared at Harry for a moment, "Maybe you're right, but if you're thinking that I will apologize to her, mate, then you're wrong!"

Harry opened his mouth, but the sound of the portrait door opening and a strange language that was spoken, had made him quickly shut his mouth. He gave Ron a look that told him not to say anything. Ron nodded slightly, showing that he understood.

"Ton t uob a waoh, Hiei?" the voice of the charming and polite, Kurama, said.

"Hn, tfoso otgni moceb era yl laeru oy," the second voice was Hiei's.

The two of them were speaking in a language that neither one of the boys knew. They were puzzled to what they were speaking of.

"Noitas revnoc elt tilruoot gnine tsinl s' enoe mos, kitsune," Hiei grunted in his usual low toned voice.

"I see," Kurama switched back to English. "Noitnett as' el poepwe fa eti uqtca rttanac ties oppu s i," there he went back to the strange language. "tcer roc Koenma's kni ht yl laeru ouyo dtub? Esru ocfo, nomed eht t uob a ne am i? Hogwarts nilam ronetiuq me ess gnih t."

Ron and Harry heard no response from Hiei, only the sound of someone shifting. They guessed that Hiei had shrugged or done some other gesture. Suddenly, a shadow loomed over them.

"Good evening, Harry. Ron," Kurama greeted the two, now flushed, boys.

"Er... look at the time," Harry started.

"We better get going to find, er... Hermione!" with that said from Ron, the two boys jumped up from their seats and raced out of the common room and away from the two demons. Both Kurama and Hiei watched in amusement as they rushed their merry way, knowing fully that they had eavesdrop, but it didn't matter. It's not like they even understand what they were talking about, but it might cause suspicion and that is one thing they didn't need at the moment.

"Harry, did you hear them?" Ron asked.

"Yeah, it was strange. I mean, I don't think that language or whatever they were speaking even exists!" Harry exclaimed.

"I know. Do you think they're aliens or something?" Ron inquired.

"I'm not sure about aliens, Ron, but there is something odd about the two of them," Harry stated.

Translations: "Hiei how about not?"

"Hn, you really are becoming too soft."

"Someone's listening to out little conversation, fox."

"I suppose it can attract quite a few people's attention."

"But do you really think Koenma's correct? I mean about the demon, of course. Things seem quite normal in Hogwarts."

Sorry for not updating... I got a bit lazy and a one-ton mental block on me.