Birthday I
Kingsley Shacklebolt strode through the gloomy halls of number twelve Grimmuald Place and into the kitchen to find his fellow Order members, Nymphadora Tonks and Hestia Jones, chatting idly at the table. Tonks looked up at his entrance.
"Wotcher Shack!" she greeted with her usual gusto before skepticism overtook her features. "Hey, aren't you supposed to be watching Harry?"
"Dung took over for me," he replied easily, grabbing a chair and joining the girls.
"Dung?" Hestia repeated with a dry look. "As in the guy to who left him for a cauldron deal last year?"
Tonks said, "Well it doesn't really matter much does it? I mean, he hasn't been out of his house for practically the whole summer!"
"Yeah, the last time any one saw him was over a month ago," Hesita agreed.
"He's probably still grieving over Sirius," Tonks commented sadly.
"Poor guy," Hestia sympathized.
"That's right, you two aren't on morning duty," Kingsley hummed to himself. "He goes for a run every morning, and he seems to be doing fine. Much healthier looking than we're used to seeing."
"Really?" Tonks perked up, sharing a shocked look with Hestia.
"Yeah. In fact, I doubt you'd recognize him these days," Kingsley answered with a smile.
"What do you mean?"
Kingsley laughed, "This morning he went to the market and looked like he jumped out of a correctional facility with all the piercings and dark clothes."
"My kind of guy," Tonks giggled and Hestia laughed. "When is he coming back to Headquarters?"
"On his birthday. Albus said the Weasleys and the Granger girl can come over here for a birthday party for him, but the next day he goes back to the Dursleys," Kinsley said.
Hestia and Tonks nodded. After all, what Dumbledore says, goes.
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"Happy Birthday!"
Someone much heavier than Harry jumped on him, successfully knocking the wind from his chest as well as waking him.
"Inuyasha!" Harry yelled, trying to hit his assaulter with his pillow. "My birthday is tomorrow you idiot!"
Inuyasha laughed and got off the bed.
"Come on, come on! Up!" he cried, tugging Harry out of his bed by his arm. Harry grunted as he landed hard on the floor. His bum smarted.
Inuyasha wasted no time in grabbing Harry's already abused arm and pulling him toward his dresser.
"Inuyasha!" Harry cried again as he was dragged across his bedroom floor by one appendage. His legs were tangled in the covers of his bed so they were dragged along as well. "You'll wake the Dursleys!"
Inuyasha kept laughing as he carelessly dropped Harry's arm on the floor, leaving the boy sprawled, indecently in a mess of sheets.
"Well get dressed, I have presents for you."
Harry yawned sleepily from his spot on the floor, "Why?"
Simply shaking his head, Inuyasha dived under Harry's bed.
"Just get moving," he called from under it. A red light flashed just before his bedroom door opened with a bang.
"BOY! What the devil are playing at?" his uncle roared, spit flying. He looked like he had just rolled out of bed himself with his mussed graying hair sticking out at all ends and his worn bathrobe sloppily thrown on. Harry blinked owlishly at him while sitting in the middle of his bedroom floor surrounded by blankets in nothing but his boxers. His cute little snitch boxers.
"Whuah...?" he managed, unable to fully get his mind in order after such an abrupt awakening. It was possibly the most intelligent thing ever spoken under that roof.
His uncle just shook his well-padded head disbelievingly and closed the door, all the while muttering about nutjobs and useless, financial burdens.
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"Inuyasha?" Harry called. His voice ricocheted around the walls of the Hall of the ninth gate. "Oi! Dog-man!"
Harry received a sharp smack to the back of his head. He turned around to face an impassive Inuyasha.
"Oh there you are," Harry said cheerfully, hardly responding to the cranial abuse. Inuyasha stepped back and grinned.
"Pick a hand," he said with both hands behind his back. Harry stared hard before pointing at his left.
"Alright pick the other hand too 'cause they go together," Inuyasha said.
Harry chuckled and pointed to the right as well. Inuyasha brought his hands around to the front and presented two desert eagle pistols.
"No bloody way," Harry murmured, taking them from his hands. He had a gun. Two guns. He only wished he watched more TV so he would have some idea of how to use them.
"Yes bloody way," Inuyasha replied. "They can come in damn good handy with some demons. Sometimes, mechanicals the best way to go."
"Oh wow Inuyasha" Harry breathed in awe. He loved the way they fit in his hands, their weight and temperature already distinctive. "Thank you so much!"
"Don't mention it," Inuyasha waved him off. "I give you some tutorials on how to use them. And since it's your birthday tomorrow...no training today!"
"Fine by me," Harry beamed. "Though I don't know why you're so insistent on celebrating today."
"Come on," Inuyasha exclaimed, ignoring the not-so-subtle prompt. "We're going to my house."
Harry swore the man never ran out of energy as he was violently shoved towards the other portal.
When they arrived at Inuyasha's house, the first thing Harry noticed was loud, booming music trailing from the back yard mixed with some splashes, screams and laughs.
Harry turned to Inuyasha with a crooked smile, "What is going on...?"
Inuyasha said nothing, instead running around to the back of the house. Harry shook his head, smiling at the half-demon's antics before following him. The second he rounded the corner of the house he was blasted by a huge spurt of water.
Harry gasped and hastily wiped water out of his eyes, pushing his glasses up. Regaining his vision, he looked up to find Inuyasha grinning like a maniac, soaked to the bone, and holding a hose.
"Why you—!"
"Harry!" Harry stopped his sentence as Alaina called to him. She was standing on the diving board of their pool, wearing a violet bikini, and waving him over. One of the things he absolutely loved about Inuyasha's home was the pool. It looked like something out of a magazine with one side lined with large (fake) rocks and plants. A tiny built in waterfall gently rolled a constant flow of water down several of the stones and into the pool, giving it a very exotic look. To add to the image, a circular hot tub was connected to it as well. At the moment, the pool was filled with teenagers, most likely populace from the neighborhood.
"You live for now," Harry growled playfully at Inuyasha before striding over to the blonde girl dancing around impatiently on the diving board.
"Happy Early Birthday!" she cried, jumping off the diving board and right onto him in a hug. Harry gave a strangled laugh as he looked worriedly over to where he knew Inuyasha was watching. Luckily, Inuyasha looked to be a bit preoccupied by someone whose car was in the neighbor's flowerbed.
"Way to park like an asshole, Kouga!" Inuyasha yelled across the street.
"Let's go inside and get you a swimming suit," Alaina said excitedly, drawing back his attention. "I was having some friends over today and when I heard it was your birthday tomorrow I decided that you should come too!"
"Erm, thanks..." Harry said uncertainly as she led him upstairs. They entered what looked like the master bedroom and Alaina handed him a pair of swimming trunks.
"These should fit you. They belong to one of my brothers."
"You have brothers?" Harry asked, suddenly nervous that the pretty girl was just hanging onto him a moment ago.
"Well, different mothers of course. I'm sure you've heard all about it. Anyway, put these on and come back down to the pool and I'll introduce you to some of my friends."
After she left Harry tried on the blue shorts, which happened to be a pretty nice fit for a visual guess, and looked in the mirror. After over a month of hunting demons and Inuyasha's strange but effective methods of exercising, Harry's body began to show the effects. His biceps bulged more than he ever thought possible, the veins in his arms more prominent and, if anything, thicker. His chest began to bulk up and a six-pack was just starting to pronounce over the last month. The shorts revealed the strong quads and calf muscles that were also developing. Harry smiled and stuck his tongue out at his reflection, reveling in the barbell that popped out with it. He may have had a long way to go if he every wanted to be anything like Inuyasha, but seeing results did help to boost one's ego.
When Harry passed through the kitchen he saw Inuyasha speaking to a man in a business suit with short black hair. Harry could tell this man was a demon, not only from his demonic aura that he had been honed to sense, but also from the pointed ears and slitted, electric blue eyes.
"Oh hey Potter," Inuyasha said, giving him a chary look. "I'll be watching you through that window. So don't try anything. Oh yeah, this is Kouga, the shithead who can't drive."
"Fuck you, mutt face," the man replied, but there was a smile on his face.
"Oh, um, hey," he said, turning to go outside, but was stopped when a pair of small arms wrapped around his legs.
"Haaarry," a childish voice whirred. Harry smiled and looked down into a pair of big amber eyes. It was Bridget, Inuyasha's youngest child. She was an adorable little girl with plump cheeks and short, curly black locks.
"Hey Bridget, can let me go please? I need to go outside."
"Ummm...no!" She started laughing merrily and hugged his legs tighter.
"If it's not one, it's the other," Inuyasha muttered, detaching Bridget from Harry's legs and picking her up.
"Daddy," she said sternly. "Don't be foolish."
"I'll try not to," he said earnestly. Bridget, forgetting to be mad at her father for taking her away from Harry, cooed and began to stroke his ears. He leaned toward Harry and muttered, "Run...now."
Harry laughed and did exactly that.
"Man, Harry, what took you so long?" Alaina asked as she pulled herself out of the pool. Harry forcibly pulled his eyes away from the revealing bikini that left too much dripping, wet skin visible. This led his eyes to stray to another pair of legs or low-cut bathing suit on one of the surrounding girls enjoying the party.
"Your sister," he rushed out, meeting her eyes.
"Ah," Alaina said, understanding. "She tends to be a bit possessive."
"Yeah. Good thing she's cute enough for it not to be creepy."
Alaina laughed. "For now. Give it a few years."
Harry spent the rest of the day swimming at the Nagasaki's, having chicken fights and playing marco polo. He met a lot of Alaina's friends and got on with them well. Later on Inuyasha and Kouga, both looking like humans once more, joined in on the fun and began chasing down the kids and dunking them. Unfortunately, Harry still wasn't a very good swimmer and was dunked several times.
"How did you ever get through the second task?" Inuyasha asked lightheartedly after the fourth time he caught up to Harry.
"Dogpaddle," Harry said cheekily before spitting water out in Inuyasha's face.
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Harry returned to the Dursleys late that night. The only evidence of his day his was slightly damn hair.
"Hey birthday boy," a sultry voice said behind him. Harry didn't have to turn around to know who it was. She had been climb through his window once every week or so.
"Hey Shiva—my birthday isn't for another hour."
He turned to face her only to be assaulted by her lips.
Shiva held true on her word of receiving her payment for buying him all his clothes. Being the hormonally charged teenaged boy he was, Harry had not problem with this—aside from the part where he was an inexperienced, hormonally charged teenaged boy.
This only merely enthused Shiva.
"I'm training you for future exploits," she would often tell him. "Your women will thank me."
Harry ended up doing just about everything he thought possible with a woman except sleep with her. At first he was shaky and unsure with no experience with anything remotely sexual. But at his partner's direction he quickly gained confidence.
Shiva would stay late into the night during any of their little trysts and often leave sometime in the early mornings—sometimes even after the sun rose. Either way, she was gone before the Dursleys noticed anything. Her aggression once caught him off guard, shattering whatever delicate image he held about being with a woman. But every time she came to him, demanding more and more, he held no qualms about letting her take charge.
Shiva broke the kiss and looked at him with half-lidded eyes, "I've got your present."
Before Harry could ask what it was Shiva ripped off her shirt, confirming to him that she was not wearing a bra, and shoved him onto the bed. Harry gulped hard and tried to sit up, but Shiva, in lioness mode, pushed him back down again as she climbed aboard and attacked his lips. As the night wore on, each and every article of clothing they were wearing eventually found a nice comfy place to sit on the floor for the rest of the night.
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Hurrah! Harry's being molested! Just kidding. For those of you who know Inuyasha, he and Kouga obviously have settled their differences. Well, for the most part. Read on, read on!
