WAHOOOOOOOOOOOOOO ITS SUMMER AND IM FINALLY ON BREAK!!!!!!!! Sooooo, I have decided to reward all of my lovely readers with the next chapter of Godlings Book 1. We are actually almost done with this book, and then I shall bring back Roses, Fire, and love (RFL), completely revised, and also The Last of the Marauders (LotM). And for those of you who haven't figured it out, LotM is sort of a back story as to how Remus and Rosethorn and Lark know each other. It's a companion story cause I didn't get into that and don't want to. But I am going to revise chapter three cause I went back and looked at it the other day and god I almost cried....IM SO SORRY MRS. WAHL!!!! I DIDN'T PUT IN ENOUGH DESCRIPTION AND I DIDN'T EDIT!!!! I'M A HORRIBLE ENGLISH STUDENT!!!!!!

Ehem.

Mrs. Wahl is my eversolovely English teacher and has been for two years. She rocks my socks. AND I HAVE TO LEAVE HER NEXT YEAR IM SO SAD!!!!!!

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Anywhoozle (I got that from mi friend Leah, she's cool) on with the filler chapter!

"Blah" = people talking

blah = harry's thoughts

blah = Kurama's thoughts to harry/Hiei/anyone else I decide

#blah# = Hiei's thoughts to harry/Kurama/anyone else I decide

= change in day/time/class/ u get the point...

Chapter 18 (oh wow)

A Few Days of Many Random Happenings

(A/n you have a better title? Review and send it to me. Okay? Okay.)

Sleep. Glorious, glorious sleep. Soft, warm, dark, and for once NO DREAMS. Then.....

"Harry, Haaaaarry..."

Damn.

"Nnngh...." he mumbled, throwing his covers over his head to block the light. "Go'way..."

"Aha!! A response!! Harry you gotta get up," a hand came and started to shake him. Harry moaned louder, protesting the fact that someone was trying to take him from his sleep.

"Go'way!!!! Don' wanna ge'up..." he muttered, wiggling farther under the covers.

"Okay that's it. Sic'em, Liz."

"COWABUNGA!!!!!"

"What the he-" a large, rather heavy shape landed with a 'fwump' on top of his stomach, succeeding in knocking the wind from his lungs. Harry yanked the covers from over his face, and squinted at the blurry shape in front of him.

"Time to get up!!" the person chirruped, and he glared at them. They were being WAY to perky for this time of morning. Harry reached over to his bedside and grabbed his glasses, pushing them on.

"LIZ!!!!"

The brown haired, sea eyed vixen grinned at him, "You betchya!! And you really do need to get up, you've missed potions already."

"I've what?"

There was a shout of laughter from the mirror, and Harry took notice of his surroundings. Hiei was perched on a windowsill, smirking at him, a book on his lap. Harry recognized it as one of the curse books he'd gotten for Christmas last year. Kurama was standing in front of the mirror, brushing his hair. Both of them were already dressed. Ron, Hermione, and a laughing Miri stood at the doorway, all in their uniforms, bags on their shoulders. Judging from the water running in the bathroom, and the off-key singing also coming from there, Yusuke was in the shower. Dean and Seamus were nowhere to be seen, and neither were the rest of the angels. well this is a fine way to start the morning.....

Oh isn't it? said Kurama's voice in his mind, and Harry jumped.

wha...how?

Ringing laughter in his head. Hiei and I both have telepathic powers. I simply heard your thoughts because they weren't guarded.

Harry relaxed slightly. oh.

#yeah, oh, you dumbass.# snapped Hiei's harsh tones.

"And Harry," said Kurama, out loud this time, "If you do not get out of bed right now (Liz get off him!), I will drag you out of that bed and down to Transfiguration myself, by your ankles."

Harry considered the multiple staircases between the Gryffindor dorms and Transfiguration and decided he wouldn't risk it.

"Hiei would he do that?" Harry couldn't help but ask, getting out of bed. His warm, cozy, comfortable bed....

"Yes," was the flat reply. A grin flashed, showing fangs. "And I would help him."

Harry shot him a look of well mannered scorn. "You are evil. I hate you."

Hiei rolled his eyes. "Well no shi-"

"HIEI!!!!" Kurama yelled, whipping from the mirror again.

"What?" snapped the fire demon. "They're sixteen, Kurama, for Kami's sake, its not like its anything they haven't heard before!"

"I know, but watch your mouth anyways!"

"Oh, like HELL I'm gonna do that..."

"Hiei...." Kurama growled, glaring at him. Shaking his head, Harry left them to their arguing and went into the bathroom to shower.

Roughly fifteen minutes later, he came out, mostly dressed, rubbing a towel over his hair. Miri, Liz, Hermione, and Ron had left, Yusuke had stolen Harry's curse book, Hiei was god knows where, and Kurama was pulling his hair back in a braid.

"The others left for Transfiguration," Kurama said distractedly, through a hair tie in his mouth.

"Right," said Harry, eyeing the hair tie, and wondering just where the fox demon had managed to find it. "Where's Hiei?"

Kurama rolled his eyes. "If I went around trying to keep tabs on Hiei, correction, failing to keep tabs on Hiei, I would never have time to sleep.

"In other words you don't have a clue where he is."

"Nope!"

"Damn."

"Language, Harry, language," said Kurama.

"Oh like you should talk, Mr. Yusuke-your-vocabulary-is-considerably- lacking-let-me-help-you-with-that," said Yusuke, attempting to throw Harry's curse book into his trunk, and missing by a long shot. He winced, and hopped up to get it.

Harry sighed, fumbling with his tie. "Great. First day you're here and I lose one of you right away."

"Who said I was lost?" snarled a voice from over by the widow. Harry ran over and stuck his head out. "Down here, idiot." he looked down into a pair of glaring red eyes. "I just went to the roof, dammit."

"Language Hiei!" came a yell from inside, and Hiei preceded to let off a string of very impressive vocabulary that he had clearly learned by heart at a very young age. Harry winced. Half of those words he had never heard of or knew existed, and the other half seemed to be in another language. Harry stuck his head back in.

"We should probably stop by the kitchens for food," he said, throwing his robe on and grabbing his bag.

"FOOD!!!" yelled Yusuke, on his feet in an instant. "Where? Tell me!!"

Hiei poked his head over the window. "I take it someone's hungry..."

Kurama laughed, tucking a stray piece of hair behind his ear. "Yusuke is ALWAYS hungry, Hiei, you should know that by now..."

Harry grinned. "Alright, lets go."

Roughly fifteen minutes later, the boys were leaving the kitchens, mouths and stomachs pleasantly full.

"So," said Kurama, looking at Harry's timetable, "you've missed Potions and Transfiguration, or at least most of it, and next is...Herbology."

"Herbology?" asked Yusuke, or tried to ask, seeing as it came out as "Hrb'olo'y?" Kurama shot him an exasperated glare.

"Oh, I don't know what to do with you anymore, Yusuke, chew and THEN talk, for Inari-sama's sake..."

Yusuke swallowed. "Sorry. But isn't that the study of plants?"

Harry looked over at him, mildly surprised. "Yes. The class is in the greenhouses. Its down a few flights so we should probably hurry up a bit if Kurama wants to get a good look at all of them."

"Greenhouses?" asked Kurama, eyes lighting up. "Did you say greenhouses?"

Harry rolled his eyes. "Yes, I did. We have plenty of magical plants here kurama, try not to steal any..."

A wicked grin was stealing its way over Kurama's face. "I don't know if I'll be able to manage that....."

Next day......

Harry groaned as he yanked open his curtains. There was apparently some sort of ruckas in the common room because it was too damn loud for oh, 8 o'clock in the morning on a Saturday. He slid out of bed, not bothering to yank something on over his PJ's, and stuck his head out of the sixth-year boys dorm.

"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?!?!?!" He yelled, successfully bringing the common room to dead silence for a record of five seconds before everyone tried to explain at once.

"You see-"

"On the Whomping Willow-"

"Looks like he's asleep-"

"'s not attacking anyone an-"

"Alright, alright!" harry finally shouted, feeling the beginnings of a headache coming on. "One friggin person at a time, I cant understand a word you're saying."

There were some quiet mumbles for a time, and then Seamus came up to the foot of the stairs.

"Well, Harry, I think you better see this. Get something on and I'll take you."

Harry rolled his eyes. "Fine, be down in a minute." Once upstairs, he threw open his trunk and rummaged around a little, finally coming up with a simple green t-shirt that mrs. Weasly had thought matched his eyes, and a pair of jeans. Hastily he yanked them on, noticing that Yusuke was still snoring, and both Hiei's and Kurama's beds were empty. hope they're not getting into to much trouble... Harry trotted down the steps and followed Seamus out onto the grounds, after a few moments Harry noticed where they were going. "Oh, no...Not the whomping willow..." he groaned, and then groaned louder when he saw the crowd around it. "Is this punishment for something?" he asked the skies.

Shouldering his way through the crowd to the front, Harry looked up into the branches. At the first flash of red Harry put his head in his hands and yelled, "Kurama what in all nine hells are you DOING??"

An amused chuckle came from the tree. "Recharging," was the simple answer, and the boy opened one sleepy green eye and stretched lazily. He was perched midway up the tree, lying flat on his stomach. Hiei was at the top of the tree, sword at his waist, hands behind his head, and was fast asleep. "This tree it just sooooooo full of magic. I couldn't resist."

"When have you ever?" asked a curt voice from above, slurred with drowsiness. Ah thought Harry. not asleep then.

Kurama laughed, a loud, bell like sound, and jumped to the ground. "I'm sorry, Harry, are we not allowed near this particular tree?" Harry lifted his head from his hands and glared. "It attacks anyone who gets near it. I know from experience. Painful experience."

"Well," said Kurama, clearly fighting back a smile, "I am a plant master..."

"I hate you..." Harry muttered, and turned to go back to the castle.

"Where are you going now?" kurama called after him.

"Madame Pomfry."

"Why?"

"I have a headache that could split the world in two, lemme alone.."

Kurama laughed again. "Good luck, Harry..."

Harry waved a hand over his head and broke into a run. Why is my life so complicated?