Lol, 4 reviews so quick. Don't worry, you will all realize what the hell is going on. I hope you feel horrible for the fact that I'm going to get castigated (love that word) by my mom for this. She wants me to go to bed. It's 10 PM. In fact, I'll have to stop quickly and finish tomorrow (the 4th)
By the way, I am going to continue referring to the white fluff Seshomaru carries as a tail. Even though I've been informed that it's not. I LIKE thinking of it as a tail!!!!!!!!!!! (snorts fire) Woah, Calm down SD, deep breaths….lol
VERY IMPORTANT
Okay, I have no real recollection of what the fuck I was thinking for this fanfiction. I went and read the summary I made and don't remember jack shit. So I'm altering it, sorry but not really, and I've posted the NEW Summary below. If you I lose a whole bunch of you I'm sorry, but I can't write about what I don't remember.
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, was killed as a baby when a miko was sent to assassinate both princes. He's hit with a spell to send him into the future. Natsu's 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. Unknown to all, there is something inside him that no one fully remembers exists. What if it's something that the darkness can't wait to get it's claws on?
Harry Potter and the Inner Demon
Chapter 11
When Natsu peeled his eyes open again, he was immediately blinded by the light coming from the window across from him. It was morning then, and last he remembered it was night. So hopefully he didn't sleep too long. Slowly opening his eyes again, he saw his brother staring at him intently, worry shining in his eyes.
"Otouto, how are you feeling?" Seshomaru asked quietly, making Natsu a little nervous.
"Fine, aniki. Why? What happened?" his older brother merely sighed and pulled Natsu into a tight hug, his tail wrapping around him as well.
"I best leave it to the Headmaster to explain." The solemn tone in his voice sent bells off in Natsu's head, something happened, something really important.
But what?
Madame Pomfrey entered the Hospital wing through the door of her office. She gave him a horribly pitying look and went to her store cupboards. "Headmaster Dumbledore should be coming by soon," She muttered, pulling out a vial of murky blue potion. She went to her worktable and poured out a small dose into a cup. She caught him watching her and she smiled sadly. "Just in case dear."
Dumbledore chose that moment to enter the Hospital Wing. His eyes did not twinkle at all and he seemed to droop with tiredness. "Good to say you up, Harry." But by his tone, it did not sound good at all. "I'm afraid we'll have to discuss what occurred 3 days ago."
"3 days?" Natsu asked dazedly, had three days really passed? It just didn't sound right. "What exactly did happen, Professor Dumbledore?" The old man sighed and took a seat on the edge of his bed, his face more wrinkled than ever, more so even when he informed Natsu of the prophecy at the end of last year. But he pushed that thought aside. Now he had to focus.
"When we arrived at the hospital wing, and you were jumping about, I noticed there was something off about your magic. It was off balance, tipping as its contents spilled into what seemed like no where." Natsu didn't understand what the man meant by 'felt his magic' or 'spilling into no where', but he would hold his questions to after the wizard was finished speaking.
"What was happening was a none too rare procedure, where a witch or wizard's body forces all it's magic into one spot, and strangles it. It has occurred 90 of the times reported in newborns. That is how a squib is created." Natsu felt his breath start to hitch, there was no reason for Dumbledore to explain this unless…
"Oh god…" his body began to shiver and Seshomaru pulled him into a hug while Madame Pomfrey hurried over and force the lip of the cup into Natsu's mouth. He gagged a moment but as the potion took affect found his muscles relaxing, though his brain still worked furiously to fully compute what information he had been told.
"Is that what happened to me, Professor?" Natsu didn't really need to ask, he just felt compelled to do so, a small sliver of hope rising in him only to be beaten down when the professor confirmed it was true.
"Usually, the magic will seep out of the pores, mixing with the air or into the ground, often leading to branch of Dragon Pox, though that's not always the case. When a magical being harnesses more magic than can be dispelled, the body will form it into a physical, sphere. If it is stable, meaning that there is not much magic put into it, the sphere will make it's way out of the body through natural openings." He needn't explain what he meant by 'natural openings'.
"And if the sphere has a lot of magic in it?" Harry asked, dully.
"It will create a new opening in the body, not too far away from its origin, but far away enough that no vital organs will be damaged." Dumbledore began fishing in his robes now, searching for something. "And that is exactly what happened 3 days ago." He removed his hand from his robes and held it out to Natsu. In the center of his palm was a snitch sized, semi-transparent orb. Natsu could see what looked like green clouds and black bolts of lightning storming around inside of it.
"The magical orb, after being dispelled, will take on the magic's appearance. There is a reason as to why they say a person's eyes are the windows to the soul, though it's a little off track," the headmaster waved his wand and a plush purple armchair popped right next to Natsu's bed. He arranged himself comfortably in the chair before continuing. "One's eyes are the barest, most stripped part of a human being. They show everything because they are the direct link to their owner's spiritual and magical essence. It has nothing to do with personal preference or personality, just their magic."
"What does green mean, Professor? In Magic terms."
"You'll have to learn that yourself, Harry." The smallest of smiles grew on the old man's face. "However, its no use worrying over spilt milk." He took Natsu's smaller hand into his own and placed the orb in them. "Don't let anyone see it, Harry," He warned. "If news got to Voldemort that there was another orb of significant magic, he would do anything to get it."
"But what could he possibly do with my magic?" Natsu wondered allowed.
"Many things," Dumbledore said quietly. "I fear that he will merge it with his own magic. Or other, equally gruesome things…"
Natsu eyes lay downcast, would he be a squib now? It was only logical, after the explanation. He closed his and willed the tears not to fall.
"So, I can't really come to Hogwarts anymore, can I Professor Dumbledore?" He finally asked, thinking he already knew the answer. "No," Dumbledore said calmly. "Harry Potter is no longer a wizard." Natsu felt numbness in him, perhaps the calming draught (which he assumed it had been) was wearing off already.
"However," Dumbledore continued, "Natsu, younger brother to Seshomaru, Taiyoukai of the Western land, is not and has never been a wizard." Natsu looked up at him. "And he has all of his youkai powers and abilities. I propose, that we tell the wizarding world that Mr. Potter was sent for private tutelage."
"But, what will I do?" Natsu asked, his brow furrowing, "That will give me cover but what will I do around here?" The Headmaster smiled at him and said cheerfully, "Why, you can help your brother in his classes! That way, you will learn how to fight and defend yourself, as opposed to lolling around without magic."
Natsu blinked, "What do you say, Natsu? Seshomaru?" That was the first time the man had called him by his true name. Natsu looked to his brother who smiled nodded before turning back to the Headmaster, "Alright!"
A/N
Yeah, It's even shorter than the last one, but it's the end of the life of Harry Potter. Now he is completely Natsu in every sense. Therefore there should be a fresh start of a new chapter.
Thank goodness I saved what I had done this morning before school, because when I got home, the comp had been restarted and the microwave was flashing PRESS CLOCK, which only happens when there's been a power outage and everything's come back on. Oh, I just did spell check, I spelled Dumbledore wrong 4 times XD me and my overly quick typing fingers!