6/24/06 + 8/9/06

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I AM TAKING THINGS IN STRIDE! GOD DAMNIT! What don't you IDIOTS get about that? I could very well just take this off if I want. I didn't know you wanted me to cram all the information in one chapter so you don't have to strain your wee little brains!

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 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 9

Natsu lay in bed, not moving so much as a finger, afraid that he might jar his injuries again. The room had started to go dark but he found it quite easy to see. In fact, the need for his glasses had completely diminished and instead they were merely giving him a rather painful migraine though he dare not even twitch. However, when the door to the 6th year boys dorm flung open and slammed back shut, his body jumped automatically and he curled into a small ball against his own will.

Something shoved him over on the bed and Natsu found himself beginning to hyperventilate. Before he could accomplish it, though, a gentle baritone voice resounded in the room. "Natsu. Why couldn't you tell me about them? I know your awake. Not only is your hurt pounding but your starting to shake." Natsu, relieved to realize his big brother was there, immediately turned over and grasped Seshomaru around the waist crying softly into the elder's clothes. A moment later, Natsu felt a clawed hand running through his now long hair. He found it harder and harder to keep his eyes open and his tears stopped flowing.

Seshomaru was both angry and annoyed at the information he had just learned. His baby brother degraded by a mortal? What was happening to the world? He swore to himself then that he would never let harm find its way to Natsu again if he could prevent it. So, forcing himself to calm, he realized he had just slammed the door and almost surely scared Natsu from is sleep. Yes, he had, Natsu's breathing was becoming sharp. Without any hesitation Seshomaru glided to his brother's side and pushed Natsu over a bit so he could sit on it's edge.

After muttering a few words, he found himself being clutched around the middle by a crying mess of hair. Almost automatically, Seshomaru began running clawed fingertips through the silken strands of black, calming Natsu into a deep sleep. He almost wished that he could transform into a smaller version of his true form but that was impossible. He was too old for that, only the young were small.

Lying his brother back down under the sheets, he left the room making sure to close the door quietly as possible. Once outside he leaned against it and put a hand on forehead, pulling snowy hair out of the way for a violet crescent moon to become visible. With a sigh he realized he would have to keep his temper in check until Natsu was 100 percent sure he wasn't going to hurt him. After a minute he felt that he was being watched and, of course, the miko sat on the sofa, her arm slung over the back and was staring at him with concern.

"Err, are you alright Seshomaru?" Innocents question though it was, Seshomaru was not in the mood for any at all. "Fine" he snapped irately and she scowled him equally annoyed.

"Sorry! Who stuck that stick so far up your ass?" Growling, Seshomaru stood tensely though his shoulder began to rise not unlike a dog raising it's hackles.

"Sorry!" Was her immediate reply. He seemed temperamental as it was and didn't nee to be baited. But that comment had slipped out before she could stop it. Before she could stop him he turned angrily and stomped over to a window next to the door he'd just exited and made himself perfectly comfortable in a light doze.

With a deep sigh, Kagome threw herself down to lie on the couch. Soon she too had fallen asleep.

The next morning, Natsu was awoken to yet another spine wrenching pull on his back. Before he even realized what was going on or fully woke up he was unconscious again.

As he stirred, the chirping of birds reached his pointed ears and he attempted to sit up. Only, he did not succeed, instead he back wards with the grace of a duck on ice. He squeaked-YELPED, sorry, and his eyes flew open. 'What the blood-'. Natsu gave a failed attempt to look down at his body and, though it felt as though he was trying to twist his neck, he got a glimpse.

Seshomaru had been awake since 6 am and was currently looking through some pamphlets his ne employer had given him. The old man had insisted that he would need course material for those odd days he wasn't able to teach and homework. So far he had chosen Edgy ways to fight by Blade Sharpings and Combatical Tactics by Kirsten Lee Pummels. Maybe that was enough because he couldn't find anymore of interest. He had just put the catalogue down on the side table and leaned back in his plush armchair to watch the roaring fire in the grate when a panicked yell sent him flying out of it.

With great gusto, he hurled himself up the spiral stairs and to Natsu's current sleeping quarters. Expecting the boy to be sleeping and having a nightmare, he was completely unprepared for the site in front of him.

Kagome Higurashi was not a happy Japanese Camper. She had left for the Library at 8 am and now, 3 hours later she still hadn't stepped one foot in. That damned librarian had stayed over this summer and refused her entry claiming her beloved books were not to be touched over the summer holidays by loud, rude, filthy, dirty pawed boys and girls. Kagome, being the hot-tempered girl she was, had not agreed and had just lost the argument she spent 1 hour involved in. The large nosed hag had sent her hiking and she was completely and totally lost.

The Poltergeist Peeves had ran into four times, three of which she ran from him and his pots and pans, one which she so stupidly accepted help and found herself in the dungeons rather than the Gryffindor corridor. Luckily a portrait came to her rescue. A very eager portrait. His name was Sir Cuddagon and he was the most hyper portrait she had ever seen. Riding around on his little pony, interrupting other portraits that eyed him with great annoyance as he trod through while showing her the way. Kagome found herself very winded in front of the Portrait of the Fat Lady who gave her an annoyed look just now.

"Are you going to enter or not? I refuse to stay wide open like this all day!" Kagome muttered a quick apology and scrambled in just before it slammed shut.

Seshomaru froze a moment in complete shock before clutching his stomach and nearly falling over as he belted out guffaws and laughs (makes no sense, that). Natsu glared up at his Aniki. "This is NOT funny Seshomaru! What the bloody hell happened to me!" His voice was higher and more childish, he realized and his face turned tomato red. Seshomaru stopped laughing a second and stared before a smirk cracked on his face and he was chuckling again.

Natsu's body had, once again, changed in length. However, this time, instead of him growing even taller he had shrunk to the size of a small 10-year-old. Seshomaru walked to his otouto's bed and crouched.

"I do believe, Natsu, that this is the size your supposed be." He bit his lip as not to laugh again when Natsu 's face twisted in utter horror. "THIS! How the hell does that work out?" Seshomaru glowered a little, not unlike our favorite Potions Master.

"Enough swearing. It is not fitting for a young demon lord, much less my Otouto." Natsu's long ears twitched at the last word. "Otouto? That's Japanese for little brother, isn't it? In 3rd grade we learned basic Japanese." Seshomaru nodded and Natsu continued, "Then how do you know English?"

"All Demon Lords are required to know the major languages. I'll teach you more when we return to Japan for 'Christmas' Vacation as your Headmaster calls it."

"Moving on, I guess I just forgot how small you should be, being a demon child. Our younger half brother is only half demon, therefore his weaker blood increases his aging speed. He should be smaller than you if he was full blooded." Natsu's eyes widened, we have ANOTHER brother?" Seshomaru gave a curt nod.

"What's he like?" Natsu shifted uncomfortably as Seshomaru scowled.

"A rude, bratty, two timing, fowl-mouthed, obnoxious, arrogant weakling who sought full blooded power and now believes he is able to kill me and take the Western throne." His voice was filled with malevolence and Natsu winced a little.

"How come- if he could kill you- he can't take the throne?"

Seshomaru visibly tensed then relaxed as though just remembering a relieving thought, "Because the Demon Laws are strict. If a demon lord is killed or dies, the throne will first go to the eldest son. If the lord had no children then it goes to the second Prince, the second oldest male sibling. The throne then will go to the most worthy candidate by the deceased lords council. The third son would only be able to rule if the council chose him.

However, there is absolutely no way for Inuyasha to become a Lord. He was born half demon, whether he still is or not and as the third son he is considered weakest. He also allowed himself to be tricked by a priestess and stuck to a tree for 50 years showing weak mindedness. He is undereducated and a complete idiot to boot."

When the explanation was complete Seshomaru realized he might of gone a little too deep as his otouto was staring at him will glazed eyes. "Okay?" He said a little more loudly to pull Natsu from his stupor. The boy shook his head and said cheerfully, "Yup!"

Truthfully, he had kind of zonked out through half the conversation but he understood it overall. Bracing himself, Natsu gave a heave and sat up, less painful tendrils go through his back. Throwing his legs over the edge of the mattress his toes dangled half a foot above the floor. It seemed like and awfully long fall down there. Apparently his beloved aniki noticed the slightly fearful glint in his eyes because he picked the younger up and set him on the floor.

Natsu was only up to belly button.