I have come to the decision that I will start updating as soon as someone reviews the last chapter I put up, K?
Rating
PG13 for swears and violence, rating may change in certain chapters, you will be informed when such happens.
SummaryInuyasha/Harry Potter Inutaisho had three sons. One hanyou, two youkai. Seshomaru's second youngest brother, Natsu who he held, was killed as a baby when a miko is sent to assasinate both prince's hits him with a spell to send him into the future. Natsu's self is sent spiraling through time and into the body of a witch to be reborn, his true self waiting to be awakened by the familiarity of his past. Known only to Seshomaru and Inutaisho, the baby's body contained the Youkai-Tama. Now Natsu is in Hogwarts for his 6th year, Stress levels are forcing Natsu to make his appearance and Kagome goes to Hogwarts to find him and the knew jewel. What will happen this year?
Harry Potter and the Inner Demon
Chapter 5
Harry Potter lay, once again, on his bed, head tucked under his pillow in hopes to block out anything that tried to get to him. His legs curled into him so he looked rather like he were on his knees, he had stayed in this fatal position for many hours with a twitch but for the small rising of his back when he breathed.
Harry felt worse then he did that night, three days ago, when he had thrown up. His stomach squirmed and twisted around as though trying to rip from his body. Every muscle ached as though he had stretched them to their full extent. Long pointed ears poked out from under the fluffy pillow over his unruly black hair.
Said hair seemed to have doubled in length overnight and if he were to stand it would nearly reach his elbows. The tail he had been growing was the oddest part of his transformation though. Just a stub when he had gone to see the Headmaster, it was now two feet long and silky soft.
No one knew of this though, as Harry had not left Gryffindor Tower since the tail was 4 inches. After all this, Harry hung on Dumbledore's words about his changing. That everything about it was nomal. A thought came to mind, 'Is Ron growing a long red tail?' Harry was sure his best friend, Ron Weasley, was sure to look like some kind of manlike fox or weasel.
"What do I look like?" Harry muttered, his voice muffled. Pulling the pillow off his head and sitting up, Harry gave a big stretch. Turning his head to the alarm clock on the bedside table, it read, 'What are you doing in bed?' Harry had not a clue how this was to tell time when he first arrived in his first year but after Ron had explained, it had all made sense.
Wizards, not wanting to be similar to their muggle counter parts, had charmed the alarm clocks to work as the mirrors did but without a voice. Instead, they posted rather rude comments on the time vs. your state of wakefulness.
Once fully awake, Harry stumbled out of bed and in front of the mirror. "Dear boy, do try to flatten that hair and stop muddling around with animagi transformations James." The mirror wheezed tiredly. Harry gave a snorted in amusement. Looking into the mirror, Harry had to gape.
Once pale skin was now porcelain and his hair stood out more clearly along with his scar. His eyes now held a sprinkle of gold to bring out the emerald. Harry brought a finger up to trace his smooth lips only to wince as he cut himself on razor sharp nails an inch longer than normal. This all seemed to be a sort of metamorphosis.
It was then that Harry noticed his tail. With a yank Harry gave it a tug, hoping that it was just a joke from the twins somehow but it wasn't. Pain spread through out his spine as he pulled again and he gave up. It wasn't fake, it wasn't a dream, it sure as hell wasn't what he wanted.
Running his claws through his hair, Harry moaned. Why did everything happen to him? Wasn't he already enough of a freak being the only one to survive the killing curse, being a parstlemouth? Now he was some mutated beast! Harry felt something rising up his throat from his stomach. He rushed to the bathroom and, for the 7th time in three days, barfed into the toilet.
That settled it, Harry thought, he was going to the Headmaster, right now. This most certainly was not normal. After showering, Harry pulled on his robes and his old school cloak, with the hood up. Heading down stairs and pulling open the portrait hole, Harry set off to Dumbledore's office.
Kagome and Seshomaru returned to the past right after the Headmaster left. It would be a challenge to make Shippo understand that he couldn't come. Kagome had to wonder if she'd spoiled him rotten or if he just came that way. It had taken only a 1 hour to travel back to the castle as Seshomaru insisted on using his cloud.
"Your WHAT?" She had asked, baffled.
"It looks like mist but it's a cloud." Seshomaru replied, climbing onto the white puffs of air. Kagome merely looked at him as though he were insane and jumped on after him. After returning to the castle, Kagome tracked Shippo down to tell it like it was.
"NO! I WANNA GO!" There was almost no way for him to calm down but Kagome would have to manage. Shippo latched onto her leg and clung to her, not listening to a word she said until a sharp voice from Seshomaru startled him from his crying.
"Stop this useless crying now, kit. Can you not tell that the mike has no choice in the matter? You are to stay here and help my ward care for the West." Shippo nodded dumbstruck and let go of his mother with a sniffle. Kagome comforted him while Seshomaru packed what he would need into a traveling basket, not unlike a wicker backpack.
"You didn't have to be so harsh." Kagome muttered as she watched from the cloud as Jaken, screaming and crying, tried to reach his Lord. "Please don't leave me Master! Oh Please! Not with those brats!" Seshomaru merely held a rock in his hand as he sat cross-legged in the air and threw it hard at Jakens head. Seshomaru shrugged and the two set off to the Well.
"Before we leave, I want to say good-bye to some people." She whispered as they stood in front of the small shack around the portal to her time. "I'll only be a minute." Seshomaru, growing irritated with all the delay, wanted to see this boy that gave off a scent like his. "Hurry it up, or I'll go without you." Though he doubted he could.
Kagome strolled down the hill quickly, not wanting to waste any time she had left. Pushing aside the mat to Kaede's hut, Kagome was greeted by Sango, waxing her boomerang and Kaede, stoking a fire with a pot of soup hanging over it.
"Kagome! It's been a while since we saw you. Where's Shippo?" Sango asked confused. "Shippo's at Seshomaru's castle, I came to tell you bye." At this Sango became more confused.
"What?" She asked with a small exclamation. Surely her best friend, practically sister didn't mean- "I got an invitation to a school in another country. " Not just any school but a magic school!" ears were starting to fall from Kagome's eyes as she spoke. "What is this magic school ye speak of teach, Kagome?" Kaede asked, curiously.
"They teach you spells like how to levitate things, conjure things and all that. My dad went there." Kaede gave a small nod and said,
"I hope ye are happy there." Sango looked at the old priestess with disbelief. How could she just let Kagome go? Seeing the look on her friend's face Kagome said quickly, "I'll come back and visit on the holidays! And I'll write too! But now I have to go, tell Miroku I said good-bye!"
Pulling both women into a tight hug, Kagome left, tears staining her face as she walked back up the hill. As expected, she had taken too much time for Seshomaru's liking and he had managed to leave without her. Still huffing from the effort to climb and halt her crying, Kagome leapt down inside the Well and was incased in blue light.
By the time Kagome had gotten home and packed, she had 15 minutes left and her mother still had not gotten home. She would have to leave a note. A long note. Picking up a pen and a sheet of paper, Kagome began to write.
Dear Mom,
I've left for Hogwarts, Seshomaru and I that is. I don't feel comfortable leaving with us on such unstable terms. I'm sorry but I'm snot a baby any more.
I haven't been a baby for a year. I've fought demons and killed them. You remember that I've come back every time still fighting strong. After all the pain I was able to play a part in defeating Naraku.
I understand that you're just worried about me, that I wasn't home for a long time and you could only assume me dead but please, I can take care of myself.
Good Bye
Love,
Kagome
A Cracking sound reminded Kagome that she had to leave. Just in the den, Dumbledore had returned and was watching her patiently through the doorway. Seshomaru stood in front of the fireplace waiting for both of them to hurry up. Kagome left the not one the table in the kitchen and followed Dumbledore.
"Just take some powder and throw it in the fire while saying clearly, 'Hogwarts, Headmasters office'". Dumbledore said gently, holding out a small tin of powder. Kagome nodded and followed his directions. Dumbledore followed after Seshomaru had gotten through and they were all in hiss office.
"Now, I believe you two must have some questions. Also, we need to get Miss. Higurashi a class schedule and Professor Janfrer a list of classes, but we'll wait a bit for that." Kagome was the first to speak.
"Who are the teachers? What are they like?" Dumbledore gave a smile.
"You'll have to wait to find out but, I suppose I'll give you the names of our four head of houses. First is our lovable Professor Flitwick, head of Ravenclaw, and Charms teacher. Next is Professor Sprout, Herbology teacher and head of Hufflepuff. Professor McGonagall, Deputy Head Mistress, Head of Gryffindor and Transfiguration teacher. Last but not least, Professor Snape. Head of Slytherin and Potions teacher, though he is rather in favor of his own house. He is very strict towards anyone other wise.
I'll let you in on a little secret though, as long as you don't tell dear Professor Snape, many of his students consider him the ' greasy git' or the 'snarky bat'." Kagome chuckled half -heartedly.
"Umm, what are the houses like?" Dumbledore smiled again and said,
" Hufflepuffs are the most loyal and hard working. Ravenclaws are intelligent and rather bookish. Slytherins are ambitious and clever though they are not very social nor kind to others. The darkest of wizards and witches came from that house. They are racists if you ever saw them, most from pureblood families and a great many more half bloods. Gryffindor are the bravest lot. However, they are very rash and most do before they think."
Silence echoed through the room for a few minutes before Seshomaru asked, "Who is Mr. Potter that the Miko has told of?" Dumbledore acquired a pitying face.
"Harry Potter is famous in our world. He defeated the darkest wizard in a century when he was but a baby. He survived the killing curse, something that has never happened before. He banished Voldemort, the Dark Lord, for thirteen years. Unfortunately, the year before last Voldemort returned and has done much damage to the wizarding world.
The rest is Mr. Potter's story to tell. The boy in question is currently staying at the castle until he is of age."
Kagome looked at him startled, "What about his parents?" She asked.
"His parents are dead." Quiet descended again, this time interrupted by a knock on the door. "Come in." Dumbledore called out, wearily.
A hooded figure walked into the room and Seshomaru's eyes widened s a scent reached his nose.
A/N
A little, tiny bit farther in. Remember who the hooded figure is? Good, you were paying attention, if not go to the beginning and read again. Thanks for the reviews!