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Strange Magic
Chapter 10: The Guardian
By yllom21
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or Inuyasha. If I did my freezer would be full of ice cream.
The Australian School of Magic was rather impressive.
Granted it wasn't an eye-popping, eyebrow-raising, mouth-dropping impressive, but it was pretty damn close. The school was located right off the ocean, and the view was spectacular. The brick was that of a sand brown and was almost unnoticeable next to the brown of the sand. Surrounding the castle was a wall that most likely kept intruders out. The only entrance seemed to be that of the port, and Inuyasha couldn't help but approve of it.
Obviously this school took protection to a whole new level and most likely the reason why it wasn't so well known was because Australia was knew to wizardry schools. Previously they had learned magic at a more tradition level and because of that the school was less than fifty years old. The only way to get in without breaching the walls or the wards was to sail in, and it would be rather difficult to surprise someone if they were heading there way in a rather large ship. At a far distance, or even gravelly close, seeing the school itself was difficult as it blended in astonishingly well with the background. Once you added the Projected Guardian and the wards that Inuyasha knew where there, it was more than obvious that he was facing a powerful fort.
And that was why Inuyasha was completely and utterly screwed.
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Ronald Weasely, proud Gryffindor and chess player promptly stared.
After spending a questionable amount of time in the library Harry and Hermione were finally kicked out of the said room with no more success than they had previously had. Sesshomaru was not mentioned in one single book, nor was Inuyasha. Hell, they didn't even know what they translated as. But with the help of a rather confused Ronald Weasley they had managed to cart off an innumerable amount of books up to the boys dorms were they would hopefully be able to find something on there remarkable Defense Professor.
If Ron ever managed to stop staring at Harry as though he was a traitor that is.
"What the hell's going on?" the redhead finally managed to spit out, looking at the massive pile of books as though it was a rather torturous curse. Ron hadn't come searching for them in the library and as of yet was unaware of Harry's rather surprising morning. Said brunette really wasn't in the mood to elaborate, he had spent over an hour trying to convince Hermione.
"We're looking up a man named Sesshomaru," Hermione piped up when it became obvious Harry was clueless as to what to say, "Have you heard of him?" she turned to stare at the freckle-faced boy, only to notice that he was gazing at Harry. Ron obviously knew Harry was aware of something, and it was quite obvious to them that Harry was a horrible liar.
Hermione gave him ten minutes before he told Ron.
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Inuyasha looked at the wall as though he was a pure strategist, obviously trying to forget the minimal fact that he had no idea what he was doing.
Usually when he wanted something he just ran and took it and slew anything in his way, after all nobody could stop the great Inuyasha. But that tactic couldn't work here, for he couldn't kill the students and he didn't want them to be aware of the fact that he was stealing the text, secrecy was key.
Too bad Inuyasha had a disability when it came to being quiet.
But now that he thought about it, he could see a way to get the first stage of his plan complete. With his life magic (the demon magic he thrived in) he could easily stand on water, granted it took an immense amount of concentration and he couldn't let rip other magic while he was doing so, but he could get past the wall without alarming the wards. Granted it wouldn't save him from the Projected Guardian, but that wasn't a large issue. He was here to warn the Projected Guardian of the siege the Death Crackers were planning. And hopefully the Projected Guardian would believe him and let him pass, hell he may even tell him were the text was.
Stealing something when you had idea of were it was located was far more difficult than Inuyasha had previously imagined.
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Ron seemed to be in a rather large amount of shock.
He had described his morning, explaining how he had ventured into the Hospital Wing early in the morning. He let loose a brief account of when Professor Inuyasha had woken up and then he had described the conversation in which Professor Inuyasha had sworn his ass off more than usual.
Harry decided that it would be impractical to state the fact that Inuyasha had almost cried, Hermione had almost fainted when she had heard of the account.
"Professor Inuyasha was raped?" Ron managed to drawl out, and Harry's eyes widened in surprise. He had forgotten the way the teacher had greeted him and instead had been focused on the mention of Sesshomaru. Madame Pomfrey had disagreed with the claim of rape, but even if that wasn't the reason why Inuyasha had been in the Hospital Wing, it did bring forth another question.
They didn't know why the professor had been in the healing ward in the first place.
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Inuyasha eyed the clear blue water with mistrust.
He had walked on water before; Rorris had deemed it a worthy task as it helped to give better control over his magic. He had to concentrate flawlessly and send all of his magic to the palms of his feet to successfully stand on water. However the wards surrounding the castle went a far distance out and he would have to circle around the wards to successfully gain entrance to the port, which would be his entrance to the castle. However he had never traveled such a massive distance on water before and he could not afford any mistakes, the water was rich in wards and if he sank through he would most certainly trigger one. But was that going to stop Inuyasha, slayer of Naraku and currently the only demon still in existence?
No fucking way.
Grinning in a goofy way, Inuyasha headed over to the water and using a small amount of his magic, mentally drew the boundaries of the wards. He would have to memorize the exact coordinates of all the wards because he was not skilled enough to do the spell at the same time as his water-walking spell. However, it seemed that there was one entry point that was weaker than all the others, obviously the one trading vessels took to reach the port.
And it was Inuyasha's way into the castle.
Pulling off his wizardry cloak and robe, he hid it underneath a large pile of shrub and absentmindedly smoothed out his kimono. After retying his hair and checking the sheath of his magic sword, he headed towards the beach.
It was time to invade the castle.
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Harry Potter sighed.
He had been so happy, so joyful, and so jubilant over the minimal fact that Inuyasha had let something slip, only to stumble on the truth. The fact that Inuyasha disliked this Sesshomaru character meant nothing, after all everyone was aware of how he loathed Malfoy. But there were more important questions that needed to be solved. Like, for example, why had Inuyasha been in the healing ward? And another was, what had Inuyasha done before he had become a teacher?
He got one unimportant detail only to be swamped by a marathon of questions.
"So you don't know why Inuyasha was in the healing ward?" Ron questioned, gazing at his two friends with raised eyebrows. It was rather obvious that that was an important question that was of yet unsolvable. They had been questioning about it for days but had never really tried to find a solution. And now, instead of trying to invade the Healing Ward, they were searching for a man they didn't even know?
Ron didn't need to spell it out for them.
"Not exactly," Hermione piped out, her eyes closed in a thoughtful way, "Remember what Professor Inuyasha said? About being raped? At the Patterson Massacre some of the younger and prettier citizens were raped before they were brutally killed! What if Inuyasha was there but managed to escape before he was murdered? It would explain why he was injured and why the teachers were so secretive. They didn't want anyone to be aware of the fact that there was a survivor!"
Harry and Ron seemed shocked.
"That's a possibility!" Harry remarked thoughtfully, "But what if Inuyasha was joking about the entire rape thing? And if it's true, why was Inuyasha in the village to begin with? Isn't it a muggle establishment?" Hermione seemed quite put out at this, obviously not knowing the truth to Harry's quarries. But it didn't mean anything.
They were back on the case.
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Inuyasha stepped gracefully on the water.
He seemed to be glowing; there was a faint tint of a wonderful bright light etched on his skin. His eyes, which were wide opened, were gleaming a yellowish-color, almost identical to the color of his demon eyes. The markings that normally graced his face when he was in his true form could be seen if one squinted and his hair was tipped with a shade of snow white. His kimono, which was a pure black, was billowing gracefully in the wind and the sash was like a halo.
He was beautiful.
He was obviously rather talented with his spirit magic, as he was easily able to smoothly transgress over the water. The only problem was that of the wards, and he readily dodged them with perfect precision. The water, which had been striking the shore with a powerful edge, was now rather smooth, almost like the sea was calming to Inuyasha's gentle touch. Inuyasha, who could be surprisingly humble when he viewed himself, didn't seem to realize the full extend of his power. He was more powerful than even Rorris could describe and he was gaining in strength.
Before long Inuyasha was safe from the dangerous and abnormally massive amount of wards.
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Albus Dumbledore sat at his desk deep in thought.
His young and rather eccentric Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher was hiding something, and he was quite clueless as to what. He had been quite certain when he had pronounced the Japanese teenager as his new professor, he could feel the goodness that he tried to hide from the common eye locked deep inside. Inuyasha was obviously quite pure in heart, although he tried hard not to be. He almost seemed to be ashamed of who he truly was.
But surly that could not be.
Inuyasha was spunky and sarcastic, and he never seemed to loose his head in sticky situations. When insulted he never struck back with his magic or a brutal fist, but he struck back with a silver tongue that was much more damaging. In fact, and he wasn't positive, he wasn't even sure if he had seen the brunette cast magic before or use a wand.
But he had to have magic of some sort.
Granted he wouldn't be surprised if Inuyasha turned out to be half-human, there was a weird vive around him. But he had to be able to do magic, and that may be were the key was to solving the mystery of Professor Inuyasha. What were his powers? And where did he come from?
Only time would tell.
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Inuyasha blanched.
Things had been going swimmingly. He had easily managed to surpass the wards and other dangerous obstacles and had circled the circumference of the wall and had managed to enter the port. He hadn't triggered on single ward on his way through, and he wasn't even exhausted from the massive use of magic. Altogether, he had been feeling quite jubilant.
Until he had appeared that is.
He was quite big, in fact humorously so. His leg was longer than that of Inuyasha's body, and his wrist was that of Inuyasha's waist. To catch sight of his face one had to bend there neck at a previously assumed impossible angle. His hair was a mass of vines and thorns, and his skin was that of a moss green. He seemed highly out of place next to the array of sand and the waves of the water. And Inuyasha, being Inuyasha, just had to mention so.
"Holy fucking shit!" He managed to gasp out after he viewed the entire specimen's body, "What did you have for breakfast? A mountain of freshly crapped dragon shit?" The being, who he hypothesized as the Projected Guardian, didn't look insulted at all. In fact, surprisingly, he seemed rather amused.
"A pile of dragon shit?" the being repeated in an amused state, almost as though he wanted to double check what the kimono-clad teenager had pronounced. He acted as though no one had acted like that to him in years, which was most likely true. Not that many people were brave or stupid enough to insult a creature that was several sizes bigger than themselves. Everyone except for Inuyasha that is.
"Dragon shit, dragon crap, dragon dung," Inuyasha listed with a shrug, "It's all the same for me. But you're covered in shit-colored moss and fucked out thorns and who knows what else. How else do you think one turns out looking so heavily fucked up?" he pointed to the listed items as he mentioned them, not seeming to care that he could severely be injured if he managed to successfully piss off the Projected Guardian.
"I was born this way, much like you were born a demon," the Projected being explained without flinching, seemly repeating a well known fact. Inuyasha, however, successfully managed to open his mouth to a previously impossible angle.
"What the hell!" he shouted in surprise, "That's supposed to be a fucking secret! Who told you, huh? Was it that bitch Kagome? I bet it was! She can't leave me alone in peace even after she dies!" Inuyasha stomped on the ground in anger, fiercely growling at the mound of sand, "You know what! Killing Naraku wasn't good enough for her! Nope, nuh-uh, no fucking way! I had to travel into the future and save the world! Again! Saving it once wasn't good enough for her! And just for a little secret between you and me? After saving the world once, it's fucking boring to save it again!"
The Guardian looked positively amused.
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Remus Lupin sighed.
He wasn't positive on what to do. Professor Inuyasha seemed like an alright guy. Sure he swore enough to spook a sailor, had an agenda that no one else was aware of and was pretty enough to confuse both genders, but besides that he was normal! Or at least, that's what everyone else assumed. But Remus had caught a fair whiff of his scent, and he knew the Japanese teacher was not human, heck he couldn't even recognize the smell at all!
And that hadn't happened in decades!
But what should he do, tell Dumbledore? He didn't want the child to be treated like a lab rat, and he knew the professors would unconsciously do so. Inuyasha deserved to be treated the same, no matter what species he was. Remus hated people treating him like he would snap at any second, and although he wasn't close to the teenager, he was aware of the simple fact that he was a good guy. He didn't deserve to be treated that way.
But what if he was part of Voldemort's forces?
He would mentally kill himself if Inuyasha turned out to be evil and in the end destroyed the school. There were young, simple and naïve child in the building and this simple fact could end up proving if Inuyasha was part of the light or part of the dark.
But personally, Inuyasha did not seem evil.
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The Guardian, although amused, decided it was nigh time to shut up the rambling brunette.
"Peace, Lord Inuyasha," he spoke in a gentle voice, "What does your lordship want with the Australian School of Magic?" his voice began to turn dark, obviously wondering if Inuyasha's purpose was that of destruction for his precious school. He didn't seem to notice Inuyasha's eyes widen in pure shock.
"Lord Inuyasha?" he repeated in a loathing matter, "I am no fucking lord! First it was that bumbling fly, and then there was that fucked up mirror, and now you! Why do people insist on calling me a title that no longer belongs to me? Sesshomaru stole that away from me, and nobody seems to understand how badly being disowned fucks up ones life! I am no lord, so shut the fucking hell up!"
The giant looked surprised.
"Not a lord?" he shook his head, "That is like claiming that grass is not green. Just because you are not a lord now, does not mean you will not become one in the mere future. Everyone makes mistakes, including Sesshomaru, the Demon Lord of the Western Lands. Give him time and before long you shall be proving your worth to the country of Japan!"
"How should you know?" Inuyasha shouted back, his eyes full of hope, "You cannot see into the future! You are no bloody prophet!" he pointed his finger accusingly at the massive figure, refusing to believe what he most desperately wanted to happen would occur soon into the future. He had given up on dreams a long time ago.
"You forget you are from the past, did you not?" the Guardian explained to the young demon, "Your future is my distance past, and I remember it well. You will be great, young lord, and you will be the one who creates the treaty between the humans and the demons. Just don't tell anyone that I told you so,"
"Treaty between the humans and the demons?" Inuyasha repeated, well aware of the older man's loophole, "There is no treaty between the humans and the demons, or the humans wouldn't have ended up killing the demons! The demons would still be alive today if it was not for that! Are you fucking stupid?"
"The demons are not extinct," the Guardian said to the shocked brunette, "They are merely in another world were they cannot enter a war with the humans. They are still alive, just unreachable to the humans. And because of the minimal fact, the humans have forgotten about the demons,"
Inuyasha promptly fainted.
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Fleur gazed up from her patio in France.
It was a beautiful night, the stars were twinkling gaily and the crickets were chirping happily, but despite that small predicament, Fleur felt her thoughts wondering. She could remember the day clearly, the toad-like women would not grant her access to Britain. She didn't even budge an eyebrow when she found out she was engaged and the only reason her immigration was valid was because she wasn't completely human.
And then he had shown up.
He had been beautiful, and from the back one might confuse his sex. He had long black hair that was a rival to that of hers. He had on a beautiful kimono, simple yet fancy at the same time, which proved his heritage was that of Japanese. He had a beautiful face, and the loveliest eyes, the softest of lavender. Even she had been impressed by his beauty, and the old secretary was as well. But while the lady had exploded she had tried her hardest to work her veela charm on him.
Only for him not to blink an eyelash at her.
He hadn't been affected by her at all, and when he had quite rudely pushed the ugly elderly lady out of the room, he had conversed with her like she was a regular person. Granted it was nice to be treated like a normal being instead of trying to be won over, but she had wanted him to show some interest at her. Even a simple blush would do. But he had left before she could request his acquaintance for lunch.
And the worst part was that she only knew his name; Inuyasha.
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Inuyasha was awakened quite rudely.
Kneeling near the fallen Japanese boy was the Projected Guardian, although how he had managed to bend so far down was a mystery. His vine-filled hair almost brushed his face and with a start and a small gasp Inuyasha sat up with amazing agility, whipping his sword from his sheath in one smooth movement. The Projected Guardian looked heavily confused.
"You fainted," the Guardian explained in two simple words when he caught sight of the confused look that graced the kimono-clad boy's face. Said boy nearly fainted yet again at those simple words, but before long he was shouting in his normal rude manner, "What the hell? Whose crap are you shitting? Men don't faint and I am no fucking lady. I just… err… lost my balance in the act of killing a bumblebee and bumped my head on the rock!" he looked proud at his lie, although it was far from magnificent. The Guardian decided an argument sprouting from such trivial manners would not be good on his agenda and instead changed the point of conversation.
"Why are you here anyway?" he asked with a raised eyebrow, "You never mentioned your task, and although I would not be surprised to find out you decided to visit on a whim, I have a feeling that this predicament is quite more serious, your lordship," Inuyasha, who looked like he was going to blow up from the mere mention of 'your lordship' managed to suppress his anger and instead gave off a sarcastic grin.
"I'm here for more than a whim," the demon stated, plopping himself on the ground in a regal manner, "In fact it's quite serious. Have you ever heard of the Sacred Dagger?"
This time it was the Projected Guardian's time to faint, although he managed to stay standing.
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Lord Voldemort was looking particularly evil today.
Granted he looked horribly evil everyday. With his long black robe, pale snake-like face and glowing red eyes, the only proper words to describe the current dark lord were that of evil and ugly. No one, not even an insane muggle, could mistake the look on the evil lord's face.
It was that of pure jubilance.
Granted most people had a right to look happy. Children were full of smiles and cheer, and it was purely wrong for one to be in the dumps for more than a minute or so. Teenagers were happy over music and games, and although they detested homework, most enjoyed talking to there friends in school. And then there were adults, who squeezed happy periods in between there breaks in which they didn't spend there time behind a desk with a coffee mug. Everyone had a right to be happy, except for Lord Voldemort that is.
Because when Lord Voldemort was happy, the rest of the world was screwed.
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Inuyasha decided he had been torturous enough for one day; and besides there was always tomorrow.
"Voldemort has the Sacred Dagger," he informed the startled Guardian who had managed to shake himself out of his previously comatose state, "He's planning on killing you come the next sickle moon, murdering the students as soon as he can and stealing the Sacred Text as soon as he can find it. Said sickle moon is only a few days a way.
"Lord Voldemort, the current dark lord in Europe?" the Guardian questioned, receiving a nod from the brunette, "He cannot get the Sacred Text! Nor can he harm the students! They are under my protection,"
"Did you forget he had the Sacred Dagger?" the demon lord snorted, obviously not impressed, "He can kill you and you know it! I am here to set you free of the boundaries. I will then use my Demon Magic to make new wards and I will relocate the Sacred Text to a new location,"
"He really has the Sacred Dagger?" the Guardian questioned, ignoring the latter of the information and instead digesting the former, "I thought that was lost centuries ago! How could they have found it now?"
"Yes they have the fucking Sacred Dagger!" Inuyasha snapped in impatience, "You need me to spell it out for you? It's S-A-C-R-E-D fucking space D-A-G-G-E-R! I can spell it again for those of you who have shit-filled brains!"
"No that's unnecessary, my lord," the Guardian said with a green face, "But you know what this means, they can enter the school!" he looked at the school with panic, obviously not used to the upcoming threat.
"No shit, Sherlock!" Inuyasha shook his head, "Why did you think I came all the way here? I survived through fire-teleporting, ass-grabbing, water-walking action! Do you really think I did this all for fun? Even I have a better life than that!"
"You're here to stop Lord Voldemort?" the being repeated, "Then we are completely and utterly screwed!"
Inuyasha attempted to bop him on his head.
Hmm, interesting I suppose, but not my best work. I think I managed Inuyasha's personality well, and there's a bit foreshadowing for the future. Altogether I think I could have done a better job, but what you all think? Please leave reviews and advice, I most desperately need it! Oh and if there's any grammar mistakes, I apologize; I'm in a bit of a hurry.