I wish I did, but I do not own Yu Yu Hakusho or Harry Potter.

"So will you tell us how you did it?" Hermione asked eagerly. She, not being able to have done it before, wanted to know how to counter a truth serum.

"Hermione, Professor Genkai instructed us not to tell anyone what we've done," Kurama reminded her. "You are supposed to defeat the potion with your own will."

"Yeah, and since when did you start opposing rules anyway?" Harry kidded.

"Oh, I know you're right," Hermione sighed. "It's just... I've searched the library countless times and I can't find any solution in potion or countering textbooks. You'd think that someone would bother to write something that important down!"

"It doesn't matter even if you can't counter a truth potion, Hermione," Ron put in. "You don't have anything secret in your life, unlike other people. I mean, I'd just about die if anyone found out about... stuff that I don't normally tell people."

"For your information, Ron Weasley, I have secrets I've kept to myself as well," the girl fought back.

"Like what?"

"I'm not going to tell you!" she exclaimed. "It's personal!"

"We're your friends though! You can trust us!"

"She doesn't need to tell us," Kurama interrupted. "I'm sure each of us have things we'd rather have left untold, am I right?" They agreed.

"The Halloween Dance is coming up in a couple of weeks," Harry offerend, quick to choose a new topic to discuss.

Ron slapped his forehead. "I forgot all about that! I haven't asked anyone yet! Harry, you don't have a date already, do you?"

"I don't know who to ask," Harry shrugged.

"Great. Just perfect." Ron began pacing around the room. "This is going to be worse than before! Now I'm going to have to ask Moaning Myrtle!"

"Oh for heaven's sake, Ron!" Hermione sighed. Suddenly, a silent chorus of beeping began to sound from another room.

"It's from the boys' dorm," Hermione said.

"Sorry, that's mine," Kurama stammered, standing up quickly before anyone could say something. "I'll be right back." He ran up the stairs to his four poster bed and pulled out a blue, circular locket. The kitsune flipped the object open and the beeping siesed, replaced with the image of the prince of spirit world.

"Kurama!" he exclaimed. "It's about time. I've been calling Yusuke and the others, but they've all ignored my messages."

"What is it that you need, sir?" Kurama asked politely.

"Oh, yes, that," the prince coughed. "I'm sure that by now each of you are aware that Genkai is now working in the staff at the school." He paused, his expression growing hard. "I sent her there because I now have reason to believe that the team is being watched."

"Are you sure about this? Who would be watching us?"

Koenma flung his arms in the air. "How should I know?" he cried, "This case would be over if I could figure that out! Look, this isn't an order, but I'd like you to tail your teammates for a while."

That was unexpected. "You mean to tell me that you want me to spy on my friends?" he asked. "Sir, I'm not sure I-"

"You were a thief, Kurama," Koenma shot back, "a thief. I know you can do what I asking without getting caught. You're the best choice for the job."

"I don't doubt that I could, sir, but why would you want me to spy on my own teammates? It doesn't seem very logical."

"I'll explain my suspicions later, I assure you," Koenma promised. "Just watch them for three weeks, and I'll call you back." With that, the screen went blank, and the fox demon shut the communicator.

"Strange," Kurama muttered aloud. "Koenma hasn't been doing much explaining lately, has he?" He sighed. "But I suppose I'll watch my friends for anything out of the ordinary."

Ron broke his thoughts. "What do you mean you've asked someone already?" he cried.

Kurama hid the communicator back under the bed and returned to the Common Room. Harry was standing between Hermione and Ron, who were now at eachother's throats.

"I have every right to ask any boy I want," Hermione exclaimed. "And I don't need to tell you every last detail of my life! Why would you care if I've got a date anyway! It's not like I promised that I'd go with you and Harry!"

"Well..." Ron's voice wavered. "Well, who are you going to the dance with then? Do I at least have the right to know that?"

Hermione didn't know what to say, but Kurama sure did.

"Hermione's going with me," he admitted. "I thought that you and Harry already had someone to go with, so I... went ahead and invited Hermione to go to the dance with myself. I apologize that I didn't tell you that before."

"It's not like I care or anything," Ron glowered, trying (and failing) to cover his disappointment. "I'll find someone. It can't be harder than asking out a veela."

"She was a part veela, Ron," Harry corrected.

"We'll help you if you'd like," Kurama offered. "Finding a date, I mean."

Ron opened his mouth to protest, but decided against it. "Sure," he muttered. "Whatever."

"We'll all be going to the dance together anyway," Hermione pointed out. "It'll just be during the dancing that we won't be near each other."

'I wonder if Hiei will be going with anyone,' Kurama thought humorously. 'Perhaps I could find a way to speak with him during the celebration.'

"Come again?" asked Harry.

"I'm sure you think what we're asking of you is... strange," Kurama said, "but it's necessary and must be done to see how far your demon has evolved since the first Defense class." Genkai, Kurama, and the famous Harry James Potter had met in the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom for Harry's first training session.

"Strange?" Harry yelled. "You want me to stab my leg with a knife! Do you even know how crazy that is?"

"It won't hurt you as much now that you have kitsune energy inside of you," Genkai explained. "Now stop being a brat and pick up the stupid knife or I'll do it for you myself."

Kurama felt uncomfortable; his friend had just begun to understand the concept of Spirit World and Demon World, and now he was rushed into controling it. Harry would have to learn to control his energy faster than Yusuke Urameshi, or things would become very hectic around Hogwarts.

"Kurama, please, don't make me do this." Kurama noticed the pure fear in his friend's eyes. "Not just the knife, that I could live with, but I mean that I don't want to do any of this. Human World, Spirit World, Demon World... I can't handle that. Maybe you and your friends can, but I'm different. I can't even tell my own friends about what's going on, and they're the closet thing to a family that I've had since my parents, and they're both dead!"

"Neither do I," Kurama stated.

Harry looked up at his friend. "Course you do," he objected. "You were telling me, Hermione, and Ron about your mum just a few days ago."

"That was my human mother," Kurama corrected. "My demon mother, or should I say, Youko's mother, was never a part of my life. Nor my father. They were both killed by demons shortly after I was born.

"I did have a sister though- Yolei. She was already well grown and took me under her wing. Since we had no parents to provide norishment for us, she became a thief. When I got older, she let me her steal as well, and after a while, I became quite the accomplished sleuth."

"Where is she now?" Harry asked. "Your sister, I mean."

"Couldn't say," the demon shrugged. "I've searched for her throughout every world, but to no avail. We were separated when I was about your age, but by then she was in her late thirties; young for a demon, I may add; they can live hundreds of years." He drew out a long breath. "It's best to assume she's dead, but I believe she's out there, somewhere."

"Imagine having your two friends, as you say 'the only family you have', disappearing forever, along with losing your parents," Genkai explained hollowly, "then maybe you'll get a taste of what Kurama's life is like."

"I..." Harry couldn't find the words to say; he just stared at his friend with a new respect. "I don't know what to say."

"Then trust me," Kurama said. "Training is difficult, but it will help you protect the ones you care about, and it will help yourself gain control." He picked up the knife and showed it to Harry. "I'll be with you all the way."

"Got it," Harry said. He took the knife with a firm grip and drove it into the flesh of his leg. Several moments passed without movement.

Genkai smirked while Kurama let out a relieved sigh. "Like I told you, it doesn't hurt."

Harry's eyes widened in surprise. "You're right, professor," he gasped. "I hardly felt a thing." Hegave astrong jerk on the knife and pulled it from the wound. "It doesn't even look serious."

Kurama nodded and dug a medical patch out of his pocket. "True, it's not a terrible wound," he said, placing the patch on his friend's leg, "but it would be wise to hide the wound until it fades away. By the looks of it, you will have a light scar for close to a week, so until then, keep this on your leg."

"We can't afford any screw ups," Genkai added. "Any slight suspicion could uncover Kurama and the others' duties."

"Okay, I've got it," Harry promised. "You won't hear any of this outside of us three. Now what am I supposed to do?"

AN: Awesome! We're in the even numbers of chapters! I'm so glad that people really like my fanfiction! I updated the last chapter pretty quick, but already three people have written reviews- animemoontiger, Time and Fate, and kyo's little koneko! Thanks you guys!

I'll be gone again for another week, but when I get back, I'll be putting in another chapter or two! Until then!