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Long time no type, huh? Sorry, too much going on and I found a bunch of long, awesome fan fictions I couldn't say no to reading.

Day of Upload: 6/22/06 Sorry, I had to take an export document and copy & paste the chapter. The site isn't letting me do any more than that with the Document manager. .

Rating

PG13 for swears and violence, rating may change in certain chapters, you will be informed when such happens.

Summary

Inuyasha/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 assassinate 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 7

Seshomaru watched the boy run from the office, forcing himself to run after him. He had a pretty good idea of what was going now. His presence, because of his demonic energy, was absorbed into this 'Harry' and caused him to change more rapidly. It made sense if one thought about it. The child's body was trying to soak up any demonic energy it could so that a youkai physical body could grow. For years Harry must have been feeding off lower demons, like those pathetic rabbit demons.

"How old was he again?" The Western Youkai Lord prompted to the Headmaster, golden eyes not moving from the door that had been thrown open. "I do believe he is 16 years old. May I ask why you wish to know?" Dumbledore looked at him closely, trying to see inside Seshomaru's head.

"It is him…" Seshomaru whispered, the words still echoing in the silent room. "My little Natsu." That was it, he had to be with his brother! He tore away down the halls, all grace forgotten as he followed Natsu's scent and realized it was the same even after 500 years. He came to a sharp halt as he reached the top of a stair case, luckily it hadn't moved as he made his way up, and found himself face to face with a portrait of a very fat woman wearing a very pink dress.

Staring down at him admiringly she said a an octave higher than that normal of a woman, "Well, well, what is the password for your entry, young man?" She giggled, blushing like a schoolgirl. Growling irately, Seshomaru turned a brilliant red as she found this more reason to giggle. "Open up, bitch! I must see 'Harry'." At this the woman turned a darker shade of color, from anger rather than embarrassment. 'Its true,' he thought, as the portrait slammed closed behind him, 'She is a female and I AM a DOG Youkai.'

Sniffing his way up the stairs, Seshomaru found only a door between him and his brother. Sudden tentativeness made him stop and knock gently on the door. Canine ears also meant 10-fold hearing. The sound of scrambling cam from in the room and small footsteps came to the door. He braced himself, unsure why he was so nervous all at once. The door slowly creaked open a pair of brilliant emerald eyes stared at him.

Harry looked up from the sink where he was examining his new and quite sharp canines as a knocking on the dorm door broke the silence. He hoped it was Dumbledore, he was quite confused at the moment and deeply needed reassurance. Quickly making sure his bottom and tail were covered along with his ears, as he did not want anyone else knowing about his changing if it wasn't the old man, Harry stumbled to the door.

Grasping the doorknob in his clawed hand, he twisted it and allowed the door to open enough for him to see who was on the other side. To his immense shock, it was not Dumbledore or any member of the staff. It was the silver haired man with the golden eyes. The one who he remembered…Their eyes locked and Harry reeled backwards, clutching his sides as he felt his vertebra shifting and expanding. He did not feel the arms wrap around him but he did hear soft comforting words and feel the warmth around him.

Clenching his eyes tight, Harry felt memories ripping through his mind as though he had forgotten them and just remembered.

A woman, beautiful with long hair was clutching him in a blanket to her chest. Her face was pale and smooth but dripped with sweat and purple rings hung under her eyes. "My baby, you are so handsome…" She pulled him upward and nuzzled her nose through already growing hair. He could feel her peck his forehead and razor canines just grazing his skin.

She pulled away as two more people entered; one was a grown man and the other a young boy looking around 14 years old. Both had ankle length hair though the taller one kept his in a high pony tail while wearing enormous armor. Three swords were tied to his waist and he clutched one tightly as his other hand rubbed the young ones back. The boy let his hair run freely down his back and wore white robes with red diamonds and more white flowers in the centers.

The boy's face was soaked with tears and concern filled his eyes. He wouldn't take his eyes off himself, piercing gold orbs boring into him. Then they turned away from him and to the woman. "Mother!" The boy ran to his mother and she smiled at both her sons.

"Seshomaru, meet your baby brother, Natsu." Seshomaru looked at him, curiously now, and his mother seemed to realize what he wanted. "Here," She gently lifted him into Seshomaru's arms. The boy froze up, concentrating on the life force in his hands. "Just support his head and back." Seshomaru did as told and looked at him in awe. Then, he smiled. A joyous smile that brightened his eyes. "I'm Seshomaru! I'll be your big brother forever now!" Seshomaru laughed and the man in the back chortled as well and approached the woman to pull her into a grand hug.

Harry gasped as his eyes flew open to concerned eyes once again. Not trained on a woman, but him. "B-big brother?" He gasped out and more memories flooded into his head, so fast he could watch every individual one but he found himself knowing more and more about the man in front of him every second. Warmth flooded his chest and he realized that he was being held. He hadn't been held for so long…Mrs. Weasley gave him plenty hugs, sure but she was Ron's mom. Here, Harry had a brother. A brother who, according to the memories, loved him dearly and he found himself hugging Seshomaru back.

Seshomaru was in complete shock. Natsu, or 'Harry', had fallen over the moment their eyes caught one another and a magical change came over the boy. The hair, already quite long, grew even more, leaving it to sweep the ground and it grew silkier and somehow darkened. His skin grew paler until it was like Seshomaru's own face. The tail lengthened and grew puffier like was expected of any full youkai son of Inu Taisho. Natsu's spine grew too, because not much later the boys face was buried in his shoulder rather than chest.

Minutes past and the boys mouth hung open in a silent scream until the lids flew open and he pulled back to look at Seshomaru. Now he was the one looking into eyes full of recognition. "B-big brother?" Natsu choked out and froze up a moment before grabbing Seshomaru into a deathly tight hug. A sob eventually was heard from his shoulder and, looking down, Seshomaru found his brother shedding hot tears that soaked through the shirt he wore.

"Are you alright, Harry-"

"My name is Natsu."

Seshomaru looked at the child as he pulled away slightly giving him clear view of red rimmed eyes and long lashes. "Of course, Natsu. I merely thought you would rather I call you by the name you had lived with for so long." Both smiled at each other. Straightening up with a hint of embarrassment at their closeness, Natsu questioned, "So…What exactly happened when I- I died?" Seshomaru's face fell a bit and Natsu started to panic, He did not want to displease anyone again, he didn't want to get hit! He did not know why these feelings came, they just did. Natsu scrambled back away from his brother, eyes slightly wider than before as Seshomaru stood, towering above. As he bumped into the edge of his trunk and felt pain shoot up his spine. Something wet trickled down his back and he could smell the metallic sent of his blood. 'God, not now!' The injuries had come back when his bones reformed.

Seshomaru felt his heart slowly breaking again. Natsu was edging away from, face filled with terror as though he expected to get hit or kicked. The sickly scent of blood began to drift around him, making slightly dizzy and nauseous as it smelled of close kinship, more so than of the half-breed Inuyasha. Panic ensued as he realized it was from Natsu, Seshomaru was at his side in an instant. "Take off your shirt," he commanded and without even waiting for a reply proceed to tear it off the shocked and trembling boy.

The lashes on the younger youkai's back weren't nearly as bad as he had been expecting but they were there none the less. Cursing himself for his stupidity of not bring his sword, tensaiga, with him he put his hands on Natsu's shoulders and licked at the wounds. There was a gasp and Natsu began to struggle frantically. The hair on his droopy black tail stood on end as his brother continued, a bright blush staining his pale cheeks.

Seshomaru finally pulled back satisfied that the scars were now scabbed over due to his saliva. "Calm yourself, Natsu," he whispered gently to the younger, but Natsu was too terrified to reply or obey. Instead he pulled himself away, stumbling to back up against the walls. "What were you doing?" He yipped in high voice. "What's up with that?" Seshomaru blinked and gave a doggish snort.

"I guess you wouldn't know enough about demons to know," he replied dryly, "Our saliva can hold two components, one is healing and one is poison, Your injury is scabbed over now." Seshomaru frowned deeply. "Why are you injured? You weren't before." Natsu, embarrassed, looked away.

"I kept them hidden under a spell…I guess when I changed they came back." Though not entirely true Natsu knew it was enough. He was ashamed that he assumed that his wounds had just healed but what else had he to believe? It hadn't been long enough for them to heal naturally.

Seshomaru was a little irritated at the statement but let it pass. He was smart enough to know when not to press a subject. Pulling Natsu back into a short hug, he excused himself, claiming that he had to get back to the meeting with Dumbledore and Natsu needed rest. Walking down the halls, Seshomaru found himself pondering what would happen now. Kagome had told him about the vacations in which students and teachers could go home, He knew for sure that she would but what about him? More importantly, Natsu? Would he want to go 500 years into the past?

Well, Time will tell. And he entered Dumbledore's office.

A/N

Okay, the funny thing about updating this fan fiction was that I actually thought this chapter was already up and I (being a lazy ass) didn't want to have to get to work. But, here it is, a decent length I guess though not as long as the others. Actually, I can't believe I left you guys hanging there for so long. I personally apologize. I though this chapter had been up and I had to work on chapter 8.

Yah! Its now OFFICIALLY summer! Yesterday, I had to go to the doctors (blegh) and I had to have taken from my finger. (shivers) Anyway now I'll (I keep saying but I ain't doing) ATTEMPT to update more regulary. It'll be a circulation between stories.

BOOOOOOYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! I got an account on and I go by Tiei-Chan. I'm working on my first original story and it's summary Is there. I plan on making it either a graphic novel or an actual book, not sure yet.