AN: Hi! Sorry it took so long for me to update..tests and all that = =|||
ppl who go to my school know what I mean =P also, I think I've been
spelling Gryffindor wrong in the past few chappies.sorrie! so, anyways,
here's the next chapter.ENJOY!
Disclaimer: I don't own YYH or HP!
*********************************************************************
Draco yawned softly. He'd been there for half an hour and Harry hadn't moved yet. He was starting to get restless and shifted quietly. Suddenly, Harry stirred. He slid out from between the sheets and moved to the closet effortlessly and dressed quickly in a pair of soft pants and shirt, with a Chinese style clasp at the neck. Draco held still. Harry put on a pair of soft-soled shoes, and moved silently towards the door. He stopped halfway there and turned around. Harry walked back to the roses and plucked a small bud, before turning to leave again. He cocked his head, as if trying to decide something, then smirked as he made up his mind. He walked rapidly towards Draco, who held his breath. Harry leaned down slightly, so his mouth was level with Draco's invisible ear and breathed out, "Before you try to hide from me again, Draco, learn to shield your reiki." He laughed softly and strode out the door.
Draco slowly raised himself from his crouching position and stood there, gaping, at the youth that had just disappeared. He shook himself slightly and went to Ron's bed. "Weasly," he snapped softly, "Up. He's gone."
Ron shook himself out of his half-sleep, and mumbled, "Ok . . . what did he say to you?"
Draco smiled grimly, "He knew I was there. Let's get the Mu- Granger." Draco corrected himself at the last second, not missing the glare shot his way from the irate redhead.
When they reached the common room, they found said female waiting for them impatiently. Ron stared, before asking "How did you-?"
"Know?" she finished, "Harry came into the room, *without* setting off any of the wards used to /prevent/ boys from entering, and said 'you may want to come downstairs. Draco is getting Ron.'" She glared at them as she stalked towards the portrait. "How did he know? And if he knew, why would he still go?"
"Granger!" Draco snapped. "If we knew, we wouldn't be on this trip in the first place!"
The three left the red and gold common room, and followed the rapidly disappearing figure down the hallway.
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
Kurama smirked as he heard the three of them following him. They were /trying/ to be quiet, he gave them that, but if they tried to sneak up on anyone or anything in Makai, they'd be long dead. He slipped into a shadow as he turned a corner and waited for them to realize he was gone. It didn't take long.
"Where is he?" came the disembodied voice of Hermione, whispering harshly. Kurama heard the rustle of fabric as the three of the shifted, trying to locate the kitsune.
"Ow! Weasly, you're stepping on my foot!" Draco muttered harshly. Ron replied in an undertone, saying words that out not to be said at school.
Harry smiled amusedly as he slipped up behind them and yanked the cloak off. They whirled around in surprise, fear shown on the two Gryffindors s' faces as the thought they met Filch or Snape. Draco's eyes reflected that he was startled, but his face was impassive. They relaxed slightly when they saw Kurama, before realizing that they had been caught by the person they were tailing and looking sheepishly up at him, in some cases, and staring at him defiantly, in others.
"You know, you three are making enough noise to wake the castle." They /blinked/ at him, not comprehending. Harry sighed; did he have to spell everything out? "You're too loud. I knew you were following me from the moment you stepped out of the common room. 'Course, I knew before, but lucky I knew of the existence of the cloak. If you had been tailing Hiei, you'd have been killed long ago." He frowned. "I told you, not to follow me! I have to talk to him. I'll be back later." Saying this, he spun around and strode down the hall. When the three recovered from their shocked stupor and attempted to follow their friend he had disappeared. Draco looked at the two Gryffindors and shrugged.
"Let's just go to the Willow." The other two nodded, for once agreeing with the Slytherin Prince. The three of them pulled the cloak over them and moved through the hallways.
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
Kurama sighed in annoyance as he felt his three friends move towards him. He put on a burst of speed. If he gets there fast enough, he may have a chance to talk with Hiei before they get there. He shifted to his fox form and dashed through the corridors. He reached the doors quickly and ran outside to the tree. The Whomping Willow was thrashing about, as usual, but there was a black shadow jumping from branch to branch, avoiding the branches easily. Kurama flowed back into Harry form.
"Hiei."
"Kurama," he acknowledged. Hiei continued bouncing from branch to branch, not looking at his friend. Kurama sighed, moving towards the tree, releasing youki as hi did so. The Willow obediently stopped moving, and Kurama leapt up to the branch Hiei had paused on. He allowed the Willow to start whipping about again to prevent suspicion, but made sure to instruct it to not go near the two youkai. Hiei spoke again, "Explain."
"Well. . ." Kurama paused, how could he explain this in a way that the fire- demon would understand? "Shiori died. I wasn't able to save her a second time. After she died, Shuuichi and Step-father moved away. Without 'kaa- san, I didn't want to move with them, so I staged Minamino Shuuichi's death. They chose to cremate the two of us together, so I created a substitute with the Soul Calmer plant. It should keep her at peace wherever she is in the Reikai."
"Kurama," Hiei interrupted. "Why didn't you go back to Makai? I was waiting as soon as I heard that Shiori was dead." Hiei looked up, eyes betraying an uncustomary emotion. "I was so worried! And scared! Why didn't you send notice you were staying?"
Kurama lowered his head. "Gomen nasai, Hiei. But, you know I was, and still am, on payroll," Kurama spoke desperately, willing Hiei to believe him. "What would happen to me if Youko Kurama stopped stealing and-" Kurama broke off abruptly. His reasons sounded so silly and petty. Would Hiei understand his actions? Hiei leaned against him, head resting on Kurama's shoulder in a silent form of support. Kurama let out a sigh of relief. He did understand, after all. "So anyways, as I was traveling around Europe, I found out about Voldemort. The natives here refer to him as 'You-know-who' or 'He-who-must-not-be-named.'"
Hiei snorted and made some comment about fear of name generates fear of the person. Kurama smiled and agreed. "Yes, but they don't seem to realize that. Many people are amazed at how I can speak his name. Well, he had attacked a family, a very happy family, and I suppose Shuuichi's heart melted. I had spent much time with the family, and I was quite fond of them. They never suspected I was not what I seemed. I arrived too late to save the parents, but the child . . . he had an incredible store of magical energy for his age. Voldemort advanced upon the child, and as he cast the Killing Curse, I managed to create a weak shield so that Harry wouldn't appear to be too strong. The curse bounced back, and with a little persuasion, banished Voldemort.
The boy, unfortunately, had been hit by the curse though, and his soul had started moving out. He sensed that I wasn't what I seemed, apparently, because he 'asked' me to take his place. I . . . I merged myself into his body, similar to the way I did with Shuuichi, 'cept I had created Shuuichi's body as well. That was how Harry managed to do all that he did: he was able to tap into my power source as well. So Harry is pretty much Youko, Shuuichi, and some Harry traits. I can still take both my youko forms as well as Shuuichi's. Often, I let Harry's instincts take control, otherwise, it might be strange Boton, who came often to pick up the dead souls, that there was a boy who acted exactly like Shuuichi," Kurama smiled sadly.
"Last year . . . there was an encounter with Voldemort in which his god- father died. I loved Harry, Sirius, Remus, Lily, and James like I had loved Shiori." Kurama's voice caught. Hiei emitted calming energy and Kurama reached over to hug the short demon. "Arigato." Kurama knew that if anyone else tried to do what he did to Hiei, they would find themselves on the floor with several limbs a few meters away.
Harry took a breath and started again, "Sirius died. After Harry left Hogwarts from his fifth year, Harry was going too wild. I realized that if this war is to be won, I would need to act more like Youko or Shuuichi. Youko is too heartless, Shuuichi is best. Right now, I'm repressing 'Harry's' traits and letting 'Shuuichi' take control. Shuuichi's mind and logic will pull all of us through, while Youko's experience with shielding his mind will protect us from Voldemort's dreams. I should of done that last year," Kurama shook his head regretfully. "That's why I'm going to go to Makai to get Sirius. Basically, I'm still me. Harry is me. Youko is me. Shuuichi is me. Inari, I sound like I have a multiple personality disorder. Hiei, you understand what I mean?" Kurama looked over at his friend.
Hiei's brow was furrowed. After a short silence, he said, "Kurama. You're you." Kurama smiled in relief. " I," Hiei stopped abruptly. "What's that?" Kurama's head shot around. There were three flesh colored strings wiggling slowly away from them. His heart leapt into his throat. He rasped out,
"Extendable Ears."
*********************************************************************
AN: Ok.I think it might be kinda confusing to you guys, the part about Kurama and Harry. I'm so sorry! . I thought I had planned it all out, but as I was typing, I realized what I had before wouldn't, /couldn't/ work! So, as I wrote, I kinda thought and rethought what I was going to do. Hope this makes sense and works.=P R/R!!
Disclaimer: I don't own YYH or HP!
*********************************************************************
Draco yawned softly. He'd been there for half an hour and Harry hadn't moved yet. He was starting to get restless and shifted quietly. Suddenly, Harry stirred. He slid out from between the sheets and moved to the closet effortlessly and dressed quickly in a pair of soft pants and shirt, with a Chinese style clasp at the neck. Draco held still. Harry put on a pair of soft-soled shoes, and moved silently towards the door. He stopped halfway there and turned around. Harry walked back to the roses and plucked a small bud, before turning to leave again. He cocked his head, as if trying to decide something, then smirked as he made up his mind. He walked rapidly towards Draco, who held his breath. Harry leaned down slightly, so his mouth was level with Draco's invisible ear and breathed out, "Before you try to hide from me again, Draco, learn to shield your reiki." He laughed softly and strode out the door.
Draco slowly raised himself from his crouching position and stood there, gaping, at the youth that had just disappeared. He shook himself slightly and went to Ron's bed. "Weasly," he snapped softly, "Up. He's gone."
Ron shook himself out of his half-sleep, and mumbled, "Ok . . . what did he say to you?"
Draco smiled grimly, "He knew I was there. Let's get the Mu- Granger." Draco corrected himself at the last second, not missing the glare shot his way from the irate redhead.
When they reached the common room, they found said female waiting for them impatiently. Ron stared, before asking "How did you-?"
"Know?" she finished, "Harry came into the room, *without* setting off any of the wards used to /prevent/ boys from entering, and said 'you may want to come downstairs. Draco is getting Ron.'" She glared at them as she stalked towards the portrait. "How did he know? And if he knew, why would he still go?"
"Granger!" Draco snapped. "If we knew, we wouldn't be on this trip in the first place!"
The three left the red and gold common room, and followed the rapidly disappearing figure down the hallway.
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
Kurama smirked as he heard the three of them following him. They were /trying/ to be quiet, he gave them that, but if they tried to sneak up on anyone or anything in Makai, they'd be long dead. He slipped into a shadow as he turned a corner and waited for them to realize he was gone. It didn't take long.
"Where is he?" came the disembodied voice of Hermione, whispering harshly. Kurama heard the rustle of fabric as the three of the shifted, trying to locate the kitsune.
"Ow! Weasly, you're stepping on my foot!" Draco muttered harshly. Ron replied in an undertone, saying words that out not to be said at school.
Harry smiled amusedly as he slipped up behind them and yanked the cloak off. They whirled around in surprise, fear shown on the two Gryffindors s' faces as the thought they met Filch or Snape. Draco's eyes reflected that he was startled, but his face was impassive. They relaxed slightly when they saw Kurama, before realizing that they had been caught by the person they were tailing and looking sheepishly up at him, in some cases, and staring at him defiantly, in others.
"You know, you three are making enough noise to wake the castle." They /blinked/ at him, not comprehending. Harry sighed; did he have to spell everything out? "You're too loud. I knew you were following me from the moment you stepped out of the common room. 'Course, I knew before, but lucky I knew of the existence of the cloak. If you had been tailing Hiei, you'd have been killed long ago." He frowned. "I told you, not to follow me! I have to talk to him. I'll be back later." Saying this, he spun around and strode down the hall. When the three recovered from their shocked stupor and attempted to follow their friend he had disappeared. Draco looked at the two Gryffindors and shrugged.
"Let's just go to the Willow." The other two nodded, for once agreeing with the Slytherin Prince. The three of them pulled the cloak over them and moved through the hallways.
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
Kurama sighed in annoyance as he felt his three friends move towards him. He put on a burst of speed. If he gets there fast enough, he may have a chance to talk with Hiei before they get there. He shifted to his fox form and dashed through the corridors. He reached the doors quickly and ran outside to the tree. The Whomping Willow was thrashing about, as usual, but there was a black shadow jumping from branch to branch, avoiding the branches easily. Kurama flowed back into Harry form.
"Hiei."
"Kurama," he acknowledged. Hiei continued bouncing from branch to branch, not looking at his friend. Kurama sighed, moving towards the tree, releasing youki as hi did so. The Willow obediently stopped moving, and Kurama leapt up to the branch Hiei had paused on. He allowed the Willow to start whipping about again to prevent suspicion, but made sure to instruct it to not go near the two youkai. Hiei spoke again, "Explain."
"Well. . ." Kurama paused, how could he explain this in a way that the fire- demon would understand? "Shiori died. I wasn't able to save her a second time. After she died, Shuuichi and Step-father moved away. Without 'kaa- san, I didn't want to move with them, so I staged Minamino Shuuichi's death. They chose to cremate the two of us together, so I created a substitute with the Soul Calmer plant. It should keep her at peace wherever she is in the Reikai."
"Kurama," Hiei interrupted. "Why didn't you go back to Makai? I was waiting as soon as I heard that Shiori was dead." Hiei looked up, eyes betraying an uncustomary emotion. "I was so worried! And scared! Why didn't you send notice you were staying?"
Kurama lowered his head. "Gomen nasai, Hiei. But, you know I was, and still am, on payroll," Kurama spoke desperately, willing Hiei to believe him. "What would happen to me if Youko Kurama stopped stealing and-" Kurama broke off abruptly. His reasons sounded so silly and petty. Would Hiei understand his actions? Hiei leaned against him, head resting on Kurama's shoulder in a silent form of support. Kurama let out a sigh of relief. He did understand, after all. "So anyways, as I was traveling around Europe, I found out about Voldemort. The natives here refer to him as 'You-know-who' or 'He-who-must-not-be-named.'"
Hiei snorted and made some comment about fear of name generates fear of the person. Kurama smiled and agreed. "Yes, but they don't seem to realize that. Many people are amazed at how I can speak his name. Well, he had attacked a family, a very happy family, and I suppose Shuuichi's heart melted. I had spent much time with the family, and I was quite fond of them. They never suspected I was not what I seemed. I arrived too late to save the parents, but the child . . . he had an incredible store of magical energy for his age. Voldemort advanced upon the child, and as he cast the Killing Curse, I managed to create a weak shield so that Harry wouldn't appear to be too strong. The curse bounced back, and with a little persuasion, banished Voldemort.
The boy, unfortunately, had been hit by the curse though, and his soul had started moving out. He sensed that I wasn't what I seemed, apparently, because he 'asked' me to take his place. I . . . I merged myself into his body, similar to the way I did with Shuuichi, 'cept I had created Shuuichi's body as well. That was how Harry managed to do all that he did: he was able to tap into my power source as well. So Harry is pretty much Youko, Shuuichi, and some Harry traits. I can still take both my youko forms as well as Shuuichi's. Often, I let Harry's instincts take control, otherwise, it might be strange Boton, who came often to pick up the dead souls, that there was a boy who acted exactly like Shuuichi," Kurama smiled sadly.
"Last year . . . there was an encounter with Voldemort in which his god- father died. I loved Harry, Sirius, Remus, Lily, and James like I had loved Shiori." Kurama's voice caught. Hiei emitted calming energy and Kurama reached over to hug the short demon. "Arigato." Kurama knew that if anyone else tried to do what he did to Hiei, they would find themselves on the floor with several limbs a few meters away.
Harry took a breath and started again, "Sirius died. After Harry left Hogwarts from his fifth year, Harry was going too wild. I realized that if this war is to be won, I would need to act more like Youko or Shuuichi. Youko is too heartless, Shuuichi is best. Right now, I'm repressing 'Harry's' traits and letting 'Shuuichi' take control. Shuuichi's mind and logic will pull all of us through, while Youko's experience with shielding his mind will protect us from Voldemort's dreams. I should of done that last year," Kurama shook his head regretfully. "That's why I'm going to go to Makai to get Sirius. Basically, I'm still me. Harry is me. Youko is me. Shuuichi is me. Inari, I sound like I have a multiple personality disorder. Hiei, you understand what I mean?" Kurama looked over at his friend.
Hiei's brow was furrowed. After a short silence, he said, "Kurama. You're you." Kurama smiled in relief. " I," Hiei stopped abruptly. "What's that?" Kurama's head shot around. There were three flesh colored strings wiggling slowly away from them. His heart leapt into his throat. He rasped out,
"Extendable Ears."
*********************************************************************
AN: Ok.I think it might be kinda confusing to you guys, the part about Kurama and Harry. I'm so sorry! . I thought I had planned it all out, but as I was typing, I realized what I had before wouldn't, /couldn't/ work! So, as I wrote, I kinda thought and rethought what I was going to do. Hope this makes sense and works.=P R/R!!