Hi again! Sorry for such short chapters, but I am trying to publish more often. And I just wanted to end this chapter where it did.
Sorry for any frustration or inconvience.
The story so far. Inuyasha+gang got pulled into harry potter universe to serve as teachers, and there was a mysterious tagalong included. Inuyasha got knocked out by Hagrid, who thought he was an intruder.(No worries, he will wake up soon.) Classes started, and Hermine had a bad day. She got killed(and revived), groped, and turned into a kitsune. At lunch, a myterious person read a strange spell given to him by a man in long furs. Harry has had a spat with Ron and Hermione(who has begun to act strangely). They are now in potions, and begining Kagome's meditation exercise.
To AmnarJoey: Sleep? What is this sleep that you speak of? And thank you for the recap idea. I will try to make futre chapters more detaialed.
To Sakura Sama: Thanks for the fire neko thing. Meow.
And thanks to all the other happy reviewers who keep comimg back. And anyone who just keeps reading this without reviewing. I know there are some. I do that myself sometimes. If you haven't reviwed yet, please do. If you have, please feel free to take seconds.
Happy reading!
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Kagome watched the students meditate. Almost immediately, Hermione's stone rose up perfectly and emitted a beautiful, soft, pink-purple, shining, sparkling light. The light deepened her hair to a jet black, which moved slightly in a nonexistent breeze. Kagome was struck by how much the girl resembled Kikyo, in the long lost age where the sacred jewel was pure when Kikyo held it. Vanity was one of Kikyo's weaknesses; I wonder if this girl resembles Kikyo in more than just looks, Kagome mused. Then she noticed the boy next to Hermione. His stone also floated shakily but steadily, and shone with a light so soft and gentle, it was almost lost in the light of Hermione's stone. Kagome was impressed. Only the one other student in her other class could make the stones behave so. Kagome swept the room with her gaze one last time to check the students, before slipping into the meditative trance herself. Her students were doing well with the concept of meditation, relaxation and concentration. Then he gaze fell on Harry, who was having a hard time slipping into meditation. But even in his half distracted state of mind, his stone was struggling to rise. He had a look on his face, like he was trying to push something in his mind aside. When he finally succeeded, his stone rose slowly, but steadily, to position. Then the light started shining. It was clear, illuminating, beams of light, and it started soft, but it grew and grew. It was the sort of light that sent rays into every dark corner, even in the dungeon of the potions classroom. It brightened and illuminated everything, seeming to shine through some things, at some, and on others. His light rose and seemed to join with the other two, and swirl into beautiful patterns. Kagome was certain, beyond a doubt, that this was the trio Dumbledore told her about. The heroes of Hogwarts, Champions over evil. And this, Harry, the famous one, the hero, not to mention the cute one.
(Note to readers from MonPetitLoupDeMort-I think that would be Kagome's opinion of him especially because cast a on , and . And reminds me of for no good reason at all. Sorry for the censoring, but that is private, privileged, I'm-still-kinda-workin'-on-it, information. I'm just saying that, that may or may not be my opinion. And that Kagome is going to be going in and out of ooc-ness for a little while. But it will make sense later. I think. Ok, enough of me talking, back to the fic!)
Kagome saw that no others were going to get the stones to rise, or light. But she had trouble closing her eyes on such a beautiful scene of illumination, to go into her own meditation. She finally did, and unbeknownst to her, her stone, a half of a soft pink-purple stone cut jaggedly down the approximate middle, different from all the student's, rose and lit up, almost identically to Hermione's. Her light blended and mixed with the other's, and meditation was over far too soon for her. It always was, but his time felt special, as had the time with the other student who raised their stone.
Four students, Kagome thought, four people of this dimension with power akin to that of the sacred jewel. Why does it feel like there is something special about there being four of them? I know it, but I just can't put my finger on it. Maybe I'll ask Sango later. If it has to do with the sacred jewel, Sango might know it.
"Ok class. Meditation time, for today, is up. We'll work on it again tomorrow." Kagome called. She heard regretful mumblings from people who never expected to be upset by the end of meditating.
"Time for getting to know each other. First you write your name on a piece of paper. Then you write something about yourself on the paper, something that people who know you casually might not know. Then you write a compliment for someone, who can be inside or outside this class. Someone you might not usually compliment. I will then collect the papers, and read them. Everything but the name, that is. You will get a sheet containing this information at the end of class, also missing the names, and the one to match them up to names the best gets a prize, as of yet undisclosed. I will have a paper mixed in with all your classmate's. The person who gets mine right, gets a special bonus, also yet to be announced. Ready? Go." Kagome instructed. It was the same every class, but this one might be more interesting, at least she hoped so. Of course, there had been some surprises in other classes, some odd ones out. Some of the things people wrote were really cute, too.
At his desk, Harry struggled to think of something to write, that everyone in the wizarding community didn't already know about him. He finally settled on 'I don't like attention. I don't want to be in the spotlight, or be a hero.' His compliment was easier. Or at least it was going to be. Then he remembered that Kagome had told them to compliment someone that they didn't usually. Well, I can think of two people in that category, whom I will not be choosing. He, in the end, went with Shippo. He didn't know him well, but Shippo was just a little too bouncy-cheery happy for Harry's tastes. He went with 'Shippo. He is nice and generous, and always has a kind word. But he also knows how to have fun.'
Ron was having no easier a time with his task, on his side of the room. He couldn't think of anything special or important about himself. His compliment was already set. It was 'Hermione. Although people rarely notice it behind her great brains, she is beautiful.' As he was thinking hard, he felt something. Hermione's hand had slipped onto his hand that wasn't writing. She didn't seem to notice, and Ron wasn't complaining, so he didn't inform her. Unbeknownst to him, she knew exactly what she was doing, but she wanted to see his reaction before committing herself. She slightly smiled, when he turned to stare at the wall opposite, as if it would just come to life and tell him what to write down. She had already written 'I like video games and late-night campfires.' for herself. She was choosing whom to compliment. She was torn between Ron, and the person she knew that no one else in this class, and most others, would write about. The latter finally won. She wrote, slowly 'Draco. Studies hard, does his homework, gets good grades. Has firm, unshakable beliefs. Has a clear set ideas of right and wrong, even if they don't always agree with ours.' She wondered if anyone would guess that it was she who had written that. Ron soon also got a little inspiration, due in not small part to Hermione's gesture. He wrote, simply 'I am in love.'
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Cute. So, um... yeah. I have a clear idea how this section goes. I just haven't gotten past the writting it part. Oh well. I didn't even finish potions this chapter. Soon, soon. Just have to hope I have some more insomnia.(Less sleepmore writing, vice versa)
See Ya!
-Kit