Update!!! This is important. Draco is not going to be bad. In this story line, Snape orchestrated the whole thing that killed Dumbledore. I want to use Malfoy as a character.

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Godrick Hollow

"It's a good thing that Koenma thought of this translator before we got here or I'd be so lost." Yusuke said. The group of three was walking through the main area of Godric Hollow at sunset. According to Botan, Harry Potter was planning on visiting his parent's grave right about this time.

Harry walked through the cemetery with Ron, Ginny, Hermione, and Mr. And Mrs. Weasley. Towards the edge stood a double headstone that was familiar after two days of visits. Harry had left flowers in the last two days in memory of the time he had never come. Strangely, there were a young woman and a young man standing over the grave. At the sound of the group's footsteps the pair looked up. Seeing the lilies in Harry's hand, the young woman smiled. "So you're the ones who've been leaving flowers. So few come to visit after so many years. What connection did you have to them?"

It was then that the group realized that the pair were muggles. After a brief exchange of looks Harry said, "They were my parents."

"I thought so." Said the woman. "James' face, Lily's eyes. You wouldn't remember us. The last time I saw you you were six months old." They all stood in silence for a moment. Harry stooped, placing the flowers in front of the cold stone.

"Stupefy!" The shout came from behind the headstone. The spell glanced off the stone, just missing Harry. Spinning around, the wizards saw that in their moment of silence, Death Eaters had surrounded them. The voice that had cast the spell came from behind a mask, saying, "Oh, two muggles and a handful of wizards. You can't win. Let us have the boy and we'll kill you quickly."

The groups glared without speaking, as if the wizards wanted to attack but feared for the muggle couple. Surprisingly, it was the young woman who broke the silence. She chuckled. Everyone stared at her, Death Eaters and Harry's group alike. The girl then smiled and said to her companion, "Do you see any muggles here, Kyle?"

"No I don't, Holly."

At this point another Death Eater snapped, "He was talking about you!"

"Really? I was under the impression that the term muggle is used to describe a non-magical person. That is no fitting description of me." At this the girl held out her arm palm up. As the wizards watched, fire sprang to life in her palm. It spiraled and grew, coiling along her arm like a snake. It illuminated her face, showing coal-black eyes and soft golden brown hair pulled into a ponytail. "Go on, attack," she taunted with a smirk, "I dare ya."

At these words the Death Eaters fired of curses, each aimed at the girl. She and her friend stood unmoving, their faces expressionless. Before anyone in Harry's group could react, the man's hands came up at the last second, engulfed in fierce white light. All of the spells converged on the light and it flared, absorbing the onslaught. Neither of the 'muggles' seemed fazed.

As the Death Eaters stood in shock, Harry's group sprang into action. Even in their shock, however, there were still too many Death Eaters for the group to fight. The other mysterious couple stood off to one side, occasionally absorbing or deflecting curses and spells.

After several minutes both sides paused, panting and tired, to assess injuries and the weakness of their opponents. The Death Eaters were completely surrounding the Potter's grave. The Weasleys and their group as well as the couple were trapped at the headstone, unable to blast a path through the enemy. The young couple was standing on either side of Mrs. Weasley, who had been hit by a stunner. The pair did not seem to be tired by the drawn out fighting.

Both sides watched their opponents, waiting for someone to make the next move.

The demon trio was making their leisurely way to the cemetery. As far as they all knew, all they had to do was find the boy, convince him to return to the school, and join him there.

Suddenly Hiei stopped, eyes unseeing. At this time of day there was no one around to complain about the three stopping. Before Yusuke could question him, Hiei lifted the wards partially of his Jagan. After a mere breath the wards were replaced and the fire apparition's gaze was focused.

"The boy and his companions are being attacked. Twenty opponents. They are at a stalemate. Five of his companions are wizards, one is unconscious. The other two are shielded too heavily to read at a glance." This was all Hiei said before flitting into a tree and onto the roof of a nearby building, having deemed this the quickest route to the cemetery. Kurama looked quickly in the direction that Hiei had taken before saying, "We had better hurry." With that the two left on the sidewalk blurred out of sight, running towards the cemetery faster that eyes could follow.

The group in the cemetery was still at a standoff. Both sides were battered, bruised, and tired. Fifteen Death Eaters still stood. The other five had been hit by stunners from both sides of the fight. Harry and his companions were fairing only slightly better.

After the standoff had gone into its third minute, Hermione, who was standing closest to the pair who had identified themselves as Holly and Kyle, heard Holly say to Kyle, "Reikai Tantei, eight o'clock, half-mile, closing fast."

Kurama was following Hiei's path to the cemetery when he felt a feather soft touch on his mind. Immediately after, a voice spoke in his mind. :If you wish to persuade, do not act inhuman. Incapacitate, do not kill. Appear strong and confident, not ruthless. I'll leave a few for you and your friends.: The mental voice quieted, but not before Kurama recognized a voice he had not heard in several years.

"Well, now what?" Asked Mr. Weasly. He spoke quietly to the group. They were still surrounded by the Death Eaters.

"If you can hold out for another minute or so, there is some extra help on the way." The woman's voice was confident, almost arrogant.

The Death Eaters, upon hearing this, seemed to come to a conclusion. Before anyone could move, one of the Death Eaters charged, grabbed Holly around the neck, and pressed his wand to her temple, saying, "Don't do anything stupid or I'll be forced to kill you."

Holly smirked as Kyle chuckled quietly. "Funny, I was just about to say the same." As she spoke her eyes glowed and the Death Eater's wand flared and burned. He jumped back, cradling his injured hand. Eyes on his hand, he never saw the roundhouse kick aimed for him. The Death Eaters watched as their comrade flew through the air to hit the ground several feet away.

The Death Eaters glanced quickly at one another before charging en masse. Those that made it close to Holly were thrown by a flurry of kicks and punches. The others were knocked back by their comrades' flying bodies. While dodging several curses, however, a stray, clumsy punch caught her in the jaw, knocking her to her knees.

At this time there were seven Death Eaters still standing. Three were fighting Harry's groups and losing. One was firing curses at Kyle. He was dodging with the grace of a dancer. The last three were advancing on Holly, who was attempting to shake away the daze of the kick. The Death Eaters surrounded the injured Holly, wands raised.

At that moment a voice called out from several yards away, " I believe that that is no way to treat a lady." The wizards all turned to see a trio of young men standing at the near edge of the cemetery. One was a tall read head with piercing emerald eyes. The second was an average height with slicked back black hair and fierce brown eyes. The last was very short with spiky black hair and red eyes. They were dressed as muggles and carried no visible wands.

One of the Death Eaters attacking Holly smirked, "And who are you to try and stop us?"

All three of the newcomers grinned ferally before the red head and the red-eyed turned to their companion. His smile increased as he raised his right hand like a gun. In the space of a second, his finger glowed blue, and the light blasted from his finger. It hit the Death Eater in the chest, knocking him off his feet. He landed in an unconscious heap.

Faced with this new threat, the remaining six Death Eaters fled, apparating away with their fallen comrades. The remaining ten stood in their three separate groups, facing each other.

Finally, it was Mr. Weasly who broke the silence. "I must thank all of you for your help. It would be helpful, though, to know who you all are."

The trio of young men glanced at each other before introducing themselves.

"Yusuke Urameshi."

"Shuichi Minamino."

"…"

"This is Hiei," said Shuichi.

Everyone turned to the couple. "We have already given you our names," said Holly. "Sadly, that is all we can give you for now. Just know that we will be there if we are needed." With those parting words, the two turned and walked away. Before they had gone three steps a door-shaped portal appeared in front of them. It glowed white before quickly changing to the interior of a stone building. The pair calmly walked through, and the doorway disappeared behind them.