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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August 12th, 1991
Day's came and went in the Malfoy Manor, with Kagome either outside racing with Draco and Harry, the fast learner that he was. Or, with Kagome off in the ballroom that Narcissa used for soirees and get-togethers, parties, and galas. Currently, Kagome had a pair of grey leggings on, a black leotard and black skirt were accompanied by a pair of pink ballet slippers. Her eyes forward as she stretched with piano music lightly playing in the background. A muggle contraption, more commonly known as a stereo. She'd fought her uncle tooth and nail to get the blasted thing inside, and while she didn't care for Muggles, she needed her music. "Jipsy~."
Pop!
"The Misses has called for Jipsy?"
"Could you grab the CD on my bedside table, it's the one that read's Sleeping Beauty. Also, can you bring me a glass of water?"
"Of course, Jipsy won't be long then!"
Pop!
Stretching her legs in a perfect split as she let her body fully touch the ground before bringing her legs underneath her and pushing herself up onto her feet. Grabbing the barre with one hand, she took her left foot and guided it up behind her and over her head as far as she could, then let it slowly go before doing the same thing with her right foot.
Pop!
"Jipsy has returned with your water and music, young Misses."
"Thank you." She took both and walked to the stereo. Popping one cd out and replacing it with act one of Sleeping Beauty, she patted her house-elf gently on the head in thanks. She was taking a drink of the water while changing the song. Setting her water down and walking into the middle of the ballroom. Jipsy waited for her to give her a nod before pressing the play button like she had grown used to doing for her young Misses.
The music began softly strumming, the sound of a harpsichord and piano accompaniment was echoing magically around her as she began to dance in step. Skittering across the floor, energetically and buoyant, her feet barely on the ground longer than a second as she danced the part away with effervescent lightness as she played with the petit battement and chassé. Interchanging her feet quickly and with practiced ease as one chased the other across the room. Her hair was wildly astray as she hadn't bothered to tie it back, not on this day, at least.
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"Where is Kagome?" Harry looked around the pitch outside the Malfoy house. He was on a broom hovering a couple of feet from the ground as he just floated. "Weren't we going to race a bit today? Her idea."
Draco grinned, "get used to this, Harry. She's a dancer before she's a witch," he laughed. "Probably in the dance hall, she's got her recital coming up. You'll be able to see it too, you know?"
Harry hadn't seen Kagome dance, not once since he'd been there since July 31st. He wondered what kind of dancing she did but never asked. "I don't want to intrude,"
"You aren't, and you won't be. You'll also be meeting my godfather, and the head of Slytherin House, Severus Snape. He's going to come and see it too. Oh, but don't tell her that! It's a surprise."
"Draco, dear~."
Draco turned at his name and flew over to his mother before landing carefully in front of her. "Yes, mother?"
"I'm meeting with the ladies for evening tea, your father is away at the Ministry and won't be home till later. Will you check in occasionally with Kagome and make sure she's in one piece?"
He nodded, "I will. We can go inside for a bit too."
"Can we watch her practice?"
Narcissa smiled, "quietly, yes." She leaned in and kissed both boys on the cheek before leaving.
Draco frowned and looked at Harry, "we have to be quiet. Or else Jipsy will kick us out."
"Jipsy? Kagome's house-elf?" He'd learned about them when he'd met Jipsy and Dobby on his second day at the manor.
"Yeah, Jipsy only listens to Kagome unless told otherwise. She's the Black house-elf." Draco led him inside and through the halls before slowing as the sound of classical music could be heard echoing the length of the hall. "She's in there." He nodded at the double doors.
Harry placed the broom he'd been carrying in the corner of the hall before pushing one of the doors open carefully and quietly. He peered inside and watched as the familiar form that made up Kagome twirled and bounced around the marble floor. "Ballet?"
"Mmhm, Ballet, Contemporary, and Ballroom, but her ensemble is in Ballet. Sleeping Beauty. She's playing the part of Princess Aurora."
"She's moving around an awful lot for a girl who sleeps the whole story away."
Draco laughed a bit at that. This didn't go unnoticed, and Kagome stopped mid-spin and plopped down in exhaustion as she glared at Draco. Bringing a leg up and resting her arm on it before resting her head on her arm, she called out for the two to come in and help her with the next part. "I can't do this pointy-toe nonsense, Kagome."
She rolled her eyes, "would I ask you to help me as a dance partner, Draco? No." She stood and situated herself as a young man asking for a dance might. "All you have to do is walk up to me once I'm in attitude," she posed with one leg lifted behind her in en l'air bent and turned in at a ninety-degree angle, balanced perfectly with both hands over the head. "You'll hold a hand out and walk me into a perfect circle before stopping where I started; then, you will get behind Harry, who will do the same thing."
"Why?" Harry asked.
She sighed, "there is a scene where Aurora meets her suitors, and she has to balance for each one as they walk her in perfect poise and stillness. She doesn't drop her leg or arms accept to hold their hand with one, then return it to start as the next prince walks forward, she does it again. Four times."
"Alright, tell me if I'm moving you too fast then," Draco said as he waited for her to get into attitude.
She nodded, looking back to Jipsy, who looked ready to scold the youngest Malfoy for intruding on her young Misses dance time. She pressed a button, and a new song started, the strings heavy in the air as they played along with the brass and woodwinds. She began dancing to the music as she was meant to before the song took a slow turn and stilled for a breathless moment in her stationary stance. Then, it started up, and her cousin bowed and held his hand out to her, placing her's in his care, she was glad that he'd shown up when he did. Practicing this on her own was nearly impossible. Walking in a slow circle as he guided her turn, the stepped back carefully, waited for her to return her hand above before he bowed and stepped away.
She smiled when Harry repeated the motion of bowing before holding his hand out, making sure to do precisely as Draco had done, before stopping in the exact spot that he'd started. Waiting, bowing, stepping away. Once more, with Draco, and one last time with Harry.
"I think I'm worn out just watching you; it looks downright painful, Kagome. Holding that position, you know?"
"I do know." She smiled at Harry as she walked over to her water and picked it up off the ground. "Jipsy, I need to go to the Ballet hall for my fitting and make sure the clothes are my size, can you take me? It shouldn't be too long. We were supposed to do that today."
"Wait, mother and father are gone, you'll get scolded if you leave without them knowing."
Kagome smirked, "you'll get scolded if I leave. I won't. Remember, Uncle Lucius is wrapped around my wand, metaphorically speaking." She walked past Draco, who was quick to grab her hand.
"We'll go with you!"
"You? Go with me? To a muggle dance company? Do you even know how to act in front of muggles? For one, you can't call them filthy, or sneer; you can't lift your pointy little nose at them or insult them."
Draco blushed, "my nose isn't pointy, and I know how to talk to a bunch of muggles!"
She laughed and nodded, "right, right, you can come, but we'll only be there for about ten minutes. Jipsy?"
Jipsy bowed before snapping her fingers.
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Arriving in an empty room, Kagome peered around the door before motioning her cousin and their mutual friend to follow. "Don't talk to anyone." She said before knocking on the dressing room door and smiling when a lovely, slender brunette opened it with two needles sticking from between her lips and her hair pulled into a messily tied bun. Her left hand held the door while her right was carefully clutching a dress. "Madame Silvia, this is my Cousin Draco and our friend Harry. They came with me, so I wasn't alone. I needed to try my costume for the recital on and, is the Dance Mistress Lavonna around?"
"Mn, mmhh manaha...mm," she paused and walked away from the door, pulling the needles from her mouth before turning back to Kagome. "She is away right now and won't be back till tomorrow. Was there something you needed?"
"No, nothing of importance."
"Then let's get you in that dress, dearest. Oh, is your Uncle around? I rarely see him. Like your mother and father, he seems to pull quite the vanishing act after dropping you off."
She smiled, "he's like that, disappears all too quickly, almost like magic. However, no, he's not with me today."
"The trust parents have in their children; it scares me something senseless." She ushered Kagome forward with one hand while shifting through a rack of bagged costumes, "a princess you'll be yet! I said. You recall it?"
"When I was pushed into intermediate classes, yes, Madame."
"...and now, here you are..." she pulled a bagged outfit and smiled before handing it over. "Changing curtain over there, dearest."
Kagome walked into the changing room and pulled the curtain shut before stripping and changing.
"You two dance?"
"N-no, ma'am."
"You have the lines, perhaps you should learn?"
"Lines?"
"Lines! Lines!"
Kagome smiled as she listened to the costume director, she was a joy to be around and was quite lively so long as the Mistress Lavonna wasn't around. Pulling the tights on, she looked over the one-piece leotard and skirt before carefully stepping inside and pulling it up and on. The soft pink and pristine white, sparkling Swarovski stones and perfectly hard tulle that held the skirt in absolute form, made the outfit entirely weightless and beautiful. She did a pirouette in the mirror and landed gracefully before eyeing the back in pleasure and stepping out of the changing room and interrupting Silvia as she tried to talk Draco into trying on one of the prince's costumes. The look of ghastly horror on his face and the comedic grin on Harry's told her all that she needed as she stepped forward towards the blessed designer.
"Perfect~! Ah, I think I outdid myself with your costume, I couldn't help it though. You know you're spoiled. Even Lavonna brags about your raw talent. Well, give it a twirl."
Kagome smiled as she felt a sense of déjá vu. Twirling, Kagome did a simple first arabesque, arabesque penché, and finishing effortlessly in first position.
"Positively breathtaking, my dear. Your mother would have been positively delighted to see you in such a role."
Draco frowned, "we don't have too much longer before we need to leave, ma'am."
The woman blushed, noticing too late her slip of the tongue. She lifted a hand to the girls' shoulder and smiled, "you know I meant nothing ill, Kagome. Your mother was a delightfully insane woman who took great joys in bringing you here. Your smile was all she needed; anyone could see that. Simply put, you'll have to dance for her on your own time when you see her again. Which, I am sure you will."
Kagome smiled, 'delightfully insane...' turning, she returned to the changing room and quickly changed out of the costume and into her practice wear. "Thank you for all of your hard work, Madame."
"No, no, no... thank you. Practice hard dearest but sleep early on the night before the recital. Understood?"
"Yes, ma'am."
The woman nodded and ushered the trio on and out of the dressing room so she could continue with her finishing touches on the lilac fairy's tulle skirt.
Walking in silence, neither boy said anything to her as she played with the locket around her neck. She wore two necklaces, day in and day out. One on a long silver chain that was easily stowed away beneath her top, and one on a much shorter silver chain that had the bird skull that her mother had given her. Before the Ministry had come and taken her parents from her. The wizarding world was none the wiser to Kagome Lestrange, and she held a vendetta against those who broke her family up. "Harry, what all do you know of the Wizarding War?"
"...mn, not much honestly. I guess the guy that gave me this," he pointed at his scar, "was a bad guy?"
She smiled, "I guess it depends on what side of the war you were on. For me, he was the good guy."
Draco nodded, "dark wizard, but not evil. He was fighting against Dumbledore, the man who left you with muggles to raise you. Muggles that, from what you've told me, hate witches and wizards alike."
Harry frowned at that. "What was the reason for the war?"
"That's a loaded question. Let's ask someone who was there."
"Like who?"
She shrugged, "well, it would be interesting to talk to the Dark Lord about it, but I daresay that's out of the question. How about Uncle Lucius? Anyone on Dumbledore's side will give you a very inaccurate account of what happened; I'd like to hear from someone else."
"Isn't Dumbledore part of the Light side, though? Why would he lie?"
"Harry, Witches, and Wizards are not defined by Light Magic and Dark Magic. It's just Magic. The Dark Arts are just a type of magic, nothing evil. It's dependent on the Witch or Wizard, and Dumbledore, well, mother used to rant about him being manipulative and deceiving. Jipsy, my house-elf, she wanted to attend Hogwarts with me because even she doesn't trust our Headmaster. I'm not saying to side with me, Harry, just, don't buy into everything he says. He will use you. After all, you're the-boy-who-lived. The world will idolize you if you're in Gryffindor, Dumbledore's house, but if you end up in Slytherin, you'll be ridiculed, or most likely, thought of as evil. Are you evil, Harry?"
He shook his head, "no, I don't think so."
"Well, you must be if you're in Slytherin."
"You must be exaggerating." He looked at Draco as they entered the empty room, Kagome calling on Jipsy, who appeared not long after. Draco shook his head and sighed, "my whole family has been in Slytherin, and rule number one about Slytherin House, we take care of our own..."
"...because no one else will." Kagome nodded to Jipsy, who snapped her fingers. They reappeared in the dining room of Malfoy Manor, and in front of an enraged Narcissa.
"Where in the world have you been!? Draco, you know full well that this isn't what I meant when I said to watch over your cousin, and what is your excuse, Kagome?"
Kagome flinched back a bit, 'Lucius is wrapped around my wand...Aunt Cissy, not so much...'
"All three of you better find a way to entertain yourselves for the rest of the day in your rooms, because you won't be leaving them until Lucius gets home. Off with you! Shoo!"
One after another, the three turned and left upstairs. Each one with different things running through their heads.
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Me: Here is chapter Eleven! Let me know what you think.