Miracle Child
Summary: She was born like others of her year in a time of war. She was brought up in the shadows of the chaos. Her parents loved her...that was all she knew and all that mattered. She didn't care if they were killers or if they had tortured ten or twenty witches and wizards, she just knew love.
Anime/Book/Movie: InuYasha/Harry Potter
Pairing: Kagome/?
Genre: Romance/Adventure
Rated: M for Mature Content
R.I.P – Alan Rickman
(Severus Snape)
Remember
The Half-Blood Prince
~ALWAYS~
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July 30th, 1991
Dressed in a light grey, chiffon summer dress, Kagome was wearing a pair of her modern everyday ballet flats that were black. Walking into the dining room, she saw that her Uncle, Aunt, and Severus were all seated. Walking up to Narcissa, she curtsied to her Aunt before taking a seat to her left.
"Where is Draco, Kagome?"
"I'm here, mother."
"You both are late; I'm sure I mentioned to you the time at which we would be eating."
Kagome smiled, "we were dancing,"
The glare Draco sent her would have had her bursting into a fit of laughter if not for the fact that they would be scolded for such childishness. Instead, she took a sip of the water on the table and ignored him altogether.
"That must have been a sight; I do miss holding Gala's, maybe a git together is in order."
"It seems a shame that there is nothing to celebrate, mother," Draco commented, hoping to Merlin that they wouldn't be in for one of his mother's soirees.
Lucius watched his son and wife with amusement heavy in his eyes, "I'm sure your mother could easily come up with something."
"Of course,"
"Severus, are you ready for classes to start?"
"I dare say, I'm never ready for the start of the school term."
Snickering, she shook her head as Lucius snapped his fingers, and food was served not but a second later. Soft chatter and friendly conversation took over as Narcissa and Kagome talked in hush tones about Kagome's dance recital, and Draco subtly invited Severus to join them on the twenty-fifth of August.
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July 31st, 1991
The next day found Lucius stared after Kagome and Draco as they pulled one another in different directions, causing them to go nowhere. "Draco, your supplies first."
A victory smirk from Kagome had her pulling him along by the sleeve of his button-up shirt. The clasps of the sleeves weren't done up, so she was holding the cuff of one of them as she walked through Diagon Alley and away from the Wizarding Bank. "It makes no sense to even go to the Broomstix shop; we don't get to try out for Quidditch until our second year. See, in big letters. PARENTS ARE REMINDED THAT FIRST YEARS ARE NOT ALLOWED THEIR OWN BROOMSTICKS." She rolled her eyes, "it would be nice, though. You and I are already more than capable flyers..."
Lucius smirked, "indeed, but some rules are implemented for the safety of others."
Draco felt a tug at his sleeve and stopped walking, "what do you see?"
Kagome was staring at her list and turned to her Uncle, "can we get an owl or a cat?"
As if Lucius wanted to say no, before he could, his niece was giving him a pleading look with her big blue eyes. Sighing, he waved for her to go and look at The Magical Menageries they'd been about to pass. "The Owls are a bit further down, so if you want to look at what's available there and then look at the owls, we can purchase after you have seen both stores."
"Yes!" Kagome took off with Draco shaking his head at his father.
"What?"
"...mum's gonna kill you."
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Kagome stared at the red owl; its teal blue eyes were staring curiously at her, and the blend of purple in its vibrant red feathers had her reaching her hand out to touch the owl when a hand gripped her wrist tightly. She turned her own eyes to the shopkeeper.
"Sorry young miss, this one ain't for sale."
Kagome stared at the hand on her wrist; she wasn't paying much attention to the owl anymore. "Please take your hand off of me, sir."
His eyes widened before he took his hand from her wrist.
Lowering her hand, she turned towards Lucius, who walked in and stared curiously at the two. He nodded at the red owl, "is that the one you wanted?"
Kagome smiled, "if possible,"
"My dear, anything is possible...with enough money." He smirked, "Draco, take Kagome, and the two of you can go ahead to get your robes made."
Draco took Kagome by the hand, and the two left the animal shop. "Don't worry, I'm sure, between the Malfoy bank and whatever Blackmail my father possibly holds on the owner, you'll have that owl."
Kagome smirked, sidestepping a stone as they walked towards Madam Malkins. "Who says I'm worried? Uncle always comes through."
"Of course, he does," opening the door, he stepped aside for Kagome and followed her inside.
"Good evening! Good evening~! Are you both here for your Hogwarts robes?"
"Yes ma'am," Kagome smiled as she looked around at the many robes, hundreds of styles, colors, with sequins, without...floral pattern, spirals, and magical sparks. When the woman ushered her onto a footstool, she climbed up and moved her feet into first position without thinking about it.
"Alright, dearie, up you go!" She called for Draco to move him along. Slipping a long robe overtop both their heads as the door opened and another kid about their age walked in. "Oh, goodness! Another for Hogwarts?"
"Um- yes..."
"Right, over here then. I've got two being fitted as we speak," Madam Malkin ushered him next to Draco and helped him up onto a third footstool before pulling a long robe overtop his head, the same she'd done with Draco and Kagome.
As Madam Malkin returned to Kagome's side, she began to pin the robe, and Kagome took a second to glance to her right, looking the boy over who'd moments ago walked in. He was looking a tad nervous, a bit uncomfortable if she were honest. His hair was untamed, nothing at all like Draco's. Even when Draco didn't have his hair slicked back, it was still neatly brushed and disciplined. Kagome couldn't say the same for her hair. While her curls and waves were perfectly sculpted, they were still wild and unrestrained on the best of days, only ever controlled by a tight twist atop her head when she danced. The sheer mass of volume didn't help either. She tilted her head as she looked over his messed-up glasses, the tape around the center. 'Broken...a muggle-born perhaps?' She sneered a bit, 'no self-respecting pureblood would be caught dead letting their child walk around with tattered accessories like that. No half-bloods either, for that matter.' She turned her eyes up and tried to catch a glimpse of his face better. He was kind of cute, adorable even, in the homely-lost-little-puppy sort of way. She hadn't been listening as Draco had been talking with his nose held up high in the air, she would have rolled her eyes if she hadn't been distracted by, "Harry Potter..." her eyes stared at the scar, a twisted thrill fell over her. 'The-Boy-Who-Lived!'
Draco looked over at the boy, having been talking non-stop about Quidditch and the such, hadn't bothered to look at the kid beside him until Kagome said that name. His eyes wandered straight to the boy's forehead, and he opened his mouth silently for a moment before turning his eyes to Kagome.
"Well," Kagome chuckled, "I wish mother and father were around to meet you..." she grinned.
"You're done, dearie!" Madam Malkin said as she pulled the robe over Kagome's head. The girl glided gracefully from the stood as Malkin moved on to Draco. She walked to Harry and held a hand to him, "Kagome Lestrange, it is a pleasure to meet you, Harry Potter."
"Um, yeah, the pleasure is mine." He took her hand, shaking it with uncertainty.
As she looked closer at him, she became mesmerized by his green eyes. They were stunning, a sort of emerald green. Nothing of the likes that she'd seen before. She released his hand, "this is Draco Malfoy, my cousin. Who are you out shopping with?"
"Oh, I came with Hagrid, the groundskeeper at Hogwarts."
Kagome nodded, her eyes turned to Draco, who looked as if he was going to say something, "could we interest you in joining us? Hagrid, of course, can come along as well."
Draco's eyes, oh how they widened in ill horror. He quickly turned his head away so as not to be evident in his distaste at Kagome's suggestion.
"A-are you sure? It's only; I don't know much about, well, magic in general. The school, this place, any of it."
"None?!" Draco turned in shock, "you are the Hero of the Wizarding World, and you know nothing of it?! Who raised you?"
"M-my, Aunt, and Uncle."
"Same here, my Aunt and Uncle raised me, but I'm assuming that yours were neither a witch nor wizard?"
He shook his head as if the very idea was terrifying. "No, the Dursleys hate anything...abnormal. For instance, when they would cut my hair, I didn't like it, I'd go to sleep, and when I would wake up the next morning, my hair would be back the way it was before they cut it. That usually got me grounded for a couple of weeks. It didn't matter if I couldn't explain what happened, they didn't care. It was strange, not normal, so I was, punished."
"What old fool thought it best to leave the Wizarding Worlds hero in the incapable hands of Muggles." Kagome scoffed, "you are a Wizard, Harry...you belong with your kind." She tilted her head, "join Draco and me; we can talk a bit more and get to know one another a bit better. We are all first years; it would do us all some good to make new friends."
Harry grinned at that, "I could certainly use a friend or two."
Madam Malkin chuckled, "one more down, one more to go!"
"Ah, thank you, Madam!" Draco jumped off the stool, tired of holding his arms out. He pulled the robe off and handed it over to the woman. "Is that the...groundskeeper?" Draco asked, forcing his tone to remain neutral as he looked at the giant man out in front of Madam Malkins.
"Yeah! Yeah, that's him!" Harry grinned.
"Oh, and that's Draco's father, my Uncle, I'll be right back. Draco, you stay and keep Harry company!" Kagome ran outside and took Lucius by the hand, "Uncle Lucius! Can Harry join us?" Her eyes were twinkling brightly and with an undertone of mischievousness, "oh please~!"
"Harry?"
"Yes, Harry Potter, you've heard of him?"
His eyes widened a bit, "why, I'm sure that would be a wonderful idea."
"Ah, Malfoy, you'll not be tryin' no funny business with Harry Potter!"
Kagome could have screamed, turning around, her eyes big and blue, teary in the face as she looked on with worry. "I'm sorry...I know you are with him today, but he hasn't made friends yet. I'm a first-year too, and I just thought, I just..." she bowed her head low, thinking about Christmas, and her mother and father had genuine tears burning her eyes and falling down her cheeks. It was all she needed as Hagrid balked and stepped away from her in worry. He muttered hasty apologies as Lucius leveled Hagrid with a cold and calculated glare, a hand protectively placed on Kagome as he pulled her into his expensive cloak.
"Perhaps an arrangement can be made, Hagrid. Where is the boy staying?"
"...he's staying with his family, aunt, and uncle."
"Oh, Uncle Lucius! They're terrible; they punish Harry for ridiculous things, might he, perhaps, stay with us?"
"Absolutely not!"
Lucius raised a brow, the idea of being told what he could and couldn't do was laughable, "I will speak about it with the boys' guardians. After all, I hardly think it's the groundkeeper's place to be deciding such things. Kagome," is he inside?
"Yes, sir,"
He nodded, "Then let us go speak with him. Once I have more information, I will go and speak to his family."
Kagome smiled as she took the cage of her new familiar in hand and followed her Uncle back inside.
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Me: Here is chapter nine~ I know, I have changed things a bit much, but, well, I can't just write the same story over and over, now can I!? Hope you like it, let me know what you think, and I'll update again soon~