A note from your Author: Well this was a fun chapter to write, I know I updated yesterday but I think that I will finish the stroy before the new book comes out or else I won't keep to my story but probably change it to whatever is in the 7th book.

I don't own Harry Potter, or Inuyasha, or The Princess Bride, or giant purple birds (hmm that would be fun).

Chapter 19

The sight that met their eyes when they returned was not a comforting one.

Hundreds of dead, grotesque, steaming bodies were piled all over the path. A battle had been fought here, and the falling sun didn't help but add to the eeriness of this premature graveyard they were standing at the foot of. Harry scanned the dark, bloody mess that lay before him. There was no sign of Kagome's yellow backpack, or of Inuyasha's red kimono, but he did see many of Kagome's arrows and most of the bodies were covered with scratch marks from Inuyasha's claws.

They were all about to move on when Harry saw movement near the foot of the massive pile. When he reached him it was a teenage boy, who looked about the same age as Inuyasha. His long black hair was stuck to the bloody cut that crossed his chest. He kept trying to lift his head up but he was too weak to do anything else.

"Koga?" Hermione asked from behind Harry. The boy lifted his head higher but it seemed to weaken him and he didn't say anything but nod.

Hermione knelt down and pulled her wand out, Koga's eyes widened as a white light shone out of the tip of her wand. The cut started to lace itself back together and soon the only remains of it were the dried blood on Koga's chest.

"How the hell…" Was all he could get out before he fainted. Hermione immediately went into action.

"Harry I need you and Ron to get firewood and build a bed, we need it to be far enough away from this place but close enough because we are going to have to carry him." She looked down with pity in her eyes at the fallen wolf lord. "We can't set up tent, its too risky, but we need a fire." Harry and Ron had no time to react to the amazing bit of magic Hermione had done because she had them scurry off to get all the things she needed.

When they had safely gotten Koga on a bed of pine needles with a fire next to him did Harry and Ron start to interview Hermione. But she stayed completely silent as she started digging through her pack. When she pulled out three vials and a collapsible caldron she started to talk.

"I just thought we might have gotten over our heads and it would be a good idea to know some healing spells." She acted as if all she had learned was how to write backwards or collect baseball cards.

"And what is that?" Ron said pointing at her potion.

"It's a blood thickening potion, I was able to close the cut but he lost a ton of blood, so I have to replenish it."

The caldron bubbling was the only sound between the three companions except for the occasional grunt or groan from Koga. It seemed not even the wind would make a sound in this wretched place. All three agreed someone should keep watch and the less magic they do the better.

The hardest part of the night presented itself in the form of force-feeding an unconscious Koga. But after Ron sat on the demon's chest and held Koga's arms down with his legs, Harry held the man's head back and Hermione poured the potion in.

"How long 'til we know it worked?" Ron asked looking at Hermione, she shrugged but as she did Koga's eyes flew open and his gaze landed on Harry and Ron.

"I'll beat you both apart, I'll beat you both together. Why won't my arms move? Why am I lying down? Where's Kagome?" (A.N. Ahh I love The Princess Bride for those of you who are fans then you will know, and for those of you who aren't ….. shame).

Hermione quickly did a silencing spell and Koga's quick, and very loud speech, was cut short. He glared at Hermione for a few seconds after opening and closing his mouth trying to speak. He glowered at her one last time and rolled over.

However, Koga's pouting was short lived. His speech and their fire had aroused whatever thing had been waiting in the forest. Two silver pricks of light shone out in the darkness. As the thing drew closer, and closer, they could hear a low growl and a light almost unnoticeable amount of mirth filled laughter.

A white silvery being filled their campsite, he was taller than Inuyasha but the resemblance was uncanny. As the figure stepped fully into the light, not only his eyes gleamed. Maybe it was the white fabric, or the beings starlight brilliant hair but something made this figure glow. One arm was poised ready for action gripping his sword hilt, the other…. the sleeve was limp against his side. What Harry noticed about this man was his face, angry purple lines traced his features, and they seemed like cuts that refused to heal and refused to bleed. There was a much softer, if soft could be a word to describe this apparition before them, memento etched onto the creature's forehead. It was a tiny crescent moon.

His outfit was spectacular; fabric flowed freely with steel and armor. His sleeves were traced with red fabric, forcing Harry to imagine that it wasn't cloth he was looking at but the sleeves were dipped in blood.

A spell had fallen over the campsite. The only thing moving between the figures was the fire, content only to crackle forever on. Ron seemed just as confused as Harry as to whom this new life form was, Hermione was looking at the man with a mix of admiration and fear, and Koga had a look of pure anger etched onto his face.

"The Master Sesshomaru is one to be feared by all, all those should bow to the Master!" An annoying squeaking voice cried out over the encampment. The being that spoke was standing at the foot of what had to be Sesshomaru and resembled a frog on a very bad day. He was wearing a similar outfit to Inuyasha but his was brown. The way he treated and spoke to Sesshomaru reminded Harry of an all to loving house elf he had become fond of in the past few years.

"That will do Jaken." Sesshomaru's voice was like frozen daggers that cut into the companions concentration so deeply they could think of nothing else but to listen to every word Sesshomaru said. "Koga, I need to know where my brother is." It wasn't a request, it was a command, and Harry was thankful Hermione knew how to cast spells without using her voice, because the instant Sesshomaru called upon Koga she undid the silencing spell on the wolf demon.

"I don't know." The anger on Koga's face had intensified; he looked Sesshomaru straight in the eye, but refused to stand up. "I blacked out after killin' a few hundred of 'em, no thanks to you by the way. Where did you go, I would have thought an older brother of Inuyasha may have a bit more guts than him, but you know if you feel you're getting scared then by all means you're more useful if you run." Koga looked nowhere else then Sesshomaru's eyes.

Sesshomaru during Koga's short speech started to have a slight pink encase his face, his eyes flashed red at Koga's mention that he was more of a coward than Inuyasha, and by the end he was grasping his sword one again.

"YOU will NOT speak to Master Sesshomaru in this way, you are not as strong or as brave as he and you will never match up to him." The light blush on Sesshomaru's face was nothing compared to the creature Jaken. He was a livid purple, Harry doubted his green skin would allow him to turn red, and was hopping up and down. Right when he started to race toward Koga Sesshomaru placed a foot down on Jaken's clothes. The frog went down with a small splat.

"You will tell me where he is or else I will start to interrogate them." For the first time in the entire conversation did Sesshomaru look over at Ron, Hermione and Harry. It was a passing glace, as if Sesshomaru didn't want to waste time over some humans.

"What do I care, I've seen the kinds of stuff you do to people, I'm not letting you get near Kagome." After Koga said this Sesshomaru started to laugh.

"Ha, do you honestly think I care about the girl? I want only to kill Inuyasha and nothing more." The laughter did not reach the demon's eyes; it really didn't even have an effect on his face at all. It was just a hollow laughter coming from inside a hollow being.

"Now that's not playing very fair." Inuyasha stepped out from the shadows where he and Kagome had been listening. "Who says I won't kill you first?"