Chapter 3

The Wedding and Goodbyes

I woke up with the sun shining in my eyes as an unfamiliar window, through unfamiliar curtains.

How odd. I remembered laying down in the Burrow but this room was defiantly the master suite of a different house. It had warm dark woods and red and gold everywhere, very homey.

Getting up from the king size bed, I looked through the window. A forest with giant trees stood behind a large yard. Defiantly somewhere I could live.

On the dark wood dresser was even more odd items, they were mine. The necklace Harry got me, a my red jeans, white tank top, my red corduroy jacket, and my full length mirror.

'What the hell!' I jumped back and tripped over a trunk in the stupid bedroom. Okay, I'm dreaming.

In the full length mirror was me. Only it wasn't me. It was a half demon dog me. Only different. I had my silver hair and my dog ears, but I was older, more mature. and instead of my terrifying red eyes, I had my fathers soft gold. Defiantly dreaming.

Getting dressed, considering I might as well see what I was dreaming about, I threw my clothing on and searched for some type of shoe. Gratefully, there was double dark wooden doors that could be nothing but a closet.

It was a walk-in put nothing to big, I smiled at myself, all my clothing was there. But also a two items that I didn't know.

Well that wasn't true, I knew one of them. My fathers Fire Rat Suit hung beside a white floor length bag.

Taking the bag I slowly unzipped it.

'Holy Kami!' I screamed, again. Tripping over a bench and landing on my butt… again. 'Yeesh. Got to stop doing that.' Muttering to myself, I got to my feet and walked over to what was in the bag. A wedding dress. 'I wonder who this dress belongs to.'

Walking out of the strange room I walked into a open hallway with framed photo's lining the length.

They were wizard pictures. And they were almost all of me. The first one was of Harry and I in graduating robes at Hogwarts spinning in a small circle. The next was Hermione, Ron, Harry, Steph, Mitch and I Cheering as Shi graduated from her seventh year… wow, she's beautiful. I thought as a side note.

I stopped at one picture. It shocked me and made be blissfully happy at the same time. It was a picture of me in that dress, in a veil. Arm in arm with Harry, who was wearing a tux.

Impatiently wiping away tears I moved on. Hermione and Ron's wedding. Steph and Mitch's. Ron and Hermione hold twin red head's. one in blue other in pink. Steph and Mitch smiling, Steph holding a baby boy in her arms. And finally…

This time I screamed wordlessly. Smacking my head on the frame of the wedding picture. 'Ouch son of a…' rubbing the back of my head. I looked at the last three pictures before the stairs down.

The first one was of Harry and I, and in my arms held a baby boy. He had black hair but dark eyes. Just as I had when I was born. The wrist band on the baby's fat fist was "James Benjirou Potter.' I smiled "Benjirou" Son of two speeches. I smiled I guess if this dream ever came true, he would be.

The second picture was of a small black haired boy sitting beside me on a Hospital bed with Harry beside us holding one of the two black haired dog eared girls. I read the tags again 'Lily Koyuki Potter" Little snow. And "Violet Kukiko Potter" Child of Snow. Must have been born in winter.

And Finally there was two girls, no ears with cute little braids while the boy, he must have been around 7, looked a little unhappy. Harry was kissing my head as I held the most beautiful one. He had Black hair, but more like my black hair in the picture, and bright green eyes. I smiled touching the child who did not move in the picture. I was kissing the child's hand when the band read "Albus S. Akihiko Potter" .

My breathing hitched in my throat. Was I still in a dream? Why was his middle name Akihiko? The bright prince? Why had I marked him?

'Mom!' Come on! Dad won't let us eat without you!'' Came a older teens voice. There was no reply.

'Come on InuYasha!' Cried Harry's voice. It was different almost musical.

'Yashie wake up….' A distant voice whispered.

Walking towards the stairs I was so confused I didn't even notice the Dung-Bombs on the top step. Slipping I crashed down the stairs.

'Mom! Yashie!' The voice sounded.

'Yashie come on… Ms. Weasley's going to kill you. She already is yelling at your dad.'

'OW!' I yelled clutching my head curling on the floor I had stopped on. I looked up at the small dining room. There sat a teenager, two twelve year olds, and a eight year old boy staring at me.

'How many times have I told you not to leave those stupid things in the hallway James! Yashie are you alright?' I looked up at Harry.

'Yashie wake up your having a night mare!'

He was older, his hair sleeked back. His body as warm as my phoenix self was. Nodding he helped me to my feet, then turning his back to me to grab the last plate on the counter I saw his shirtless back, and there was the phoenix tattoo of Fawks.

'NO!' I screamed my eyes popping opened I blindly fought the arms on my shoulder falling out of my bed. Laying on the floor rubbing my forehead with my hand I shriek 'Why do I keep doing that!'

'InuYasha!' Harry cried grabbing my wrists and sitting on my stomach with his legs on either sides, so I wouldn't fight him again. When I finally stopped struggling he put his hands on my face. 'It's okay. You were having a nightmare.' He smiled.

'I was?' Wasn't so bad. The only bad things were falling all the time and Harry being a demon.

Harry sighed. 'You bruised your forehead. Let's get you fixed up. The weddings in an hour.

'Harry?' I muttered in frustration as my dress was stuck. I walked into the kitchen where he was actually alone. Laughing I released that he had took his Polyjuice potion and was now a chunky red head. He nodded and smiled at me. 'Can you zip me up?' I was wearing my blue and gold no back high neck kimono.

There was hands on my lower back and a loud zipping hands. His hands never came of me though, only hugged me from behind. 'Your going to kill me for saying this, but you amazing.' Kissing my on my pink cheek. It was his voice. But the wrong hands. Squirming out of his arms I looked at the unfamiliar face.

'I'm sorry, but you are officially not allowed to touch me until your you again.' I giggled. As he raised an eye brow. Smiling I put on my gold locket and admired myself in the mirror. Hair in a bun, bangs down, blue velvet heels. I was pretty. But I wouldn't out shine Fleur. Not today, her day.

I turned around to find Harry staring at my locket. And I didn't have to be a physic to know what he was thinking. 'Harry, We can do this. Even if it takes years, we'll do it.' I walked over to the chubby boy and hugged him. Let's not think about what we have to do, and just… celebrate.' He looked up at me with unfamiliar brown eyes and smiled. 'Hey, and don't worry about how you look today, your still my Harry.' I smiled sheepishly.

'And you're still my Yashie.' Kissing me on the forehead. I felt something in me snap. There was a grunt and I shot back to the end of the room. Harry burst into laughter.

I must have done something by accident because now Harry stood in front of me completely himself. 'Well there goes that plan. No one thinks that it will be necessary anyway. It was Ms. Weasley being over careful,' He said wiping away tears of laughter. 'Well at least I'm allowed to touch you again.' He snorted through laughter.

Giggling I met him halfway and wrapped my arms around his waist. 'Why yes you are.' and kissed him.

Part of me was lost in the moment of alone time, and part of me was aware that George had walked in.

'Well, seems you two are having a good time already.' he said leaning against the counter. Pulling away slowly scarlet rushing over both of our faces we both slowly walked towards the back yard door.

'InuYasha!' Ms. Weasley cried running downstairs in her pale pink dress. ' I need your help, Aunt Marge forgot, or left, the tiara at her place. Do you think your mother has something old we could borrow?' Her eyes wide with concern.

Something popped into my head, the days when we ruled the western lands when Sesshomaru was kicked out. The days were I was princess. ' No, But I do.' I darted off into my bedroom grabbing my bag of stuff. At the very bottom ( I had to stick my whole arm into my bag because of Hermione's Charm) and pulled out a gold designed box.

Quickly running up the stairs to where Fleur was I walked in to see a pretty girl with her hair pulled back, a beautiful simple gown that made her glow, crying on the edge of the bed. I knocked on the already open door as she looked up. 'Oh, Yashie. I didn mean you to see me like this.' Her accent scrabbled with her voice being rough from tears. 'I don't have something old or something borrow… Yashie? What's that in your hands?' She pointed to the box.

I sat beside her n the bed. 'How much do you know about me Fleur?'

She raised an eyebrow. 'Everything. You're a half-breed who's the princess of pretty much all of the western lands, destine to be queen someday. But of course Harry doesn't know about the princess thing yet.' She laughed a little watery tinkling laugh.

'Well, let me tell you something. The crowns and tiara's that we wear were made three thousand years why the gods, even before we were in charge. Well, I want you to borrow my tiara. It's old, and I defiantly want it back.'

Her eyes grew wide. 'Tha is empossible. I we'll not wear a antique, it iz meant or you.' She huffed standing up. I smiled taking it out of the box. It was every woman's dream, she can't resist it.

As I expected she gasped in aw. It was gold with delicate designs that made anyone glisten in beauty. Without her permission. I placed my tiara on her head.

'Oh InuYasha!' She cried.

I looked at her, with my tiara in front of a veil. I suddenly had a flash back, of my dream. Or vision. I got them time to time, just like my father. Of the picture with Harry and I in a wedding picture.

After the wedding I watched as everyone on the dance floor was dancing and laughing. Even InuSuke. His wife and Airi was sick so he was flying solo. He was laughing and dancing with Luna.

'Can we talk, Yashie?' I heard my father whispered in my ear. Nodding I took his hand and followed him into the forest.

The fireflies were out, surrounding my Father and I with little sparks of light. He walked passed me and looked away. 'Leave Harry, Yashie.'

That had totally side tracked me. I thought my Father was beginning to like Harry. 'No.' was all I could squeak out of my dry throat.

' He's not good for you!' He spun on the spot clearly angry, ' He's human, you could tear him apart any time-'

'This is about them, isn't it!' I screamed over shadowing my Father. 'The kids in the vision! You don't want me to have them! You saw them too!'

My Father shrieked a howl into the night. 'So you'd die to give him a child!' He shrieked just as loud.

I blinked. 'What?'

He stopped too. 'What did you see?' he asked blankly.

'I saw four children. A son, twin daughters, and another son.'

'That's not what I saw.' My father hissed. I waited for him to explain. 'I was standing over you, you were defiantly pregnant. You were huge.' He growled. 'And you were sick, and right after you had your first child, a baby girl… you stopped breathing.' He whispered in a broken voice.

I shook my head. 'I saw my first child to be a boy. And I was healthy then.' I spoke as if this wasn't scaring me. 'So my future is split.' I whispered.

'No, it's not. Because your leaving Harry.' My dad spat at me. As if we were discussing if the sun was coming up tomorrow.

I stood there and thought. Boy, I live. Girl, I die. 50/50. But this was years in the future right? Though I did look quite young in the picture of James.

'No I'm not. That's years in the future. This is just my future now. I'm not leaving him just because-'

I suddenly felt the air knocked out of me. I was pinned up against a tree being held there by the top of my shoulders by my father. 'I almost lost you once Yashie, I'm never loosing you again. A chance you'll survive isn't good enough. I have to know. You're my baby girl.' I stared into my golden eyes, they were terrified.

'Trust me?' I asked hugging my father. 'Not, for a long time.'

He let me go. 'A very long time Yashie.' He whispered.

My father and I walked back into the tent, looking over to Harry I saw that he looked so confused he looked like he might cry.

He went to walk towards me when a silver lynx came swirling into the middle of the dance floor. Kingsley's voice sounded 'The Ministry has fallen. Scrimgeour is dead. They are coming.'

Everything was slow. Drawing my wand I screamed 'Accio Yashie's Pack!'

My pack came flying through the crowd and I threw it on. Suddenly Hermione's hand found mine.

Running through the crowd we found Harry and Ron. Right before we ran to the out skirts of the Burrow black clouds zoomed towards us. And suddenly my mother was in view. She stood still staring straight back, the moment stood still.

I'm sorry. I mouthed, tears flowing down my face.

My mothers face glistened with tears of her own. Yashie, I love you. And I'll miss you. My mother mouthed back. A sob broke out.

I'll miss you too. I love you mom. Say goodbye to dad and InuSuke for me. In case I don't come back.

My moms face twisted in pain. As she kissed her finger tips and blew it towards me. And in that moment where Hermione turned I kissed my finger tips, as I did when I was a child and blew it back to her. And slowly as I disappeared my mother touched her heart.

'HONK!' as a bus came flying towards us. Harry pulling me out of the way hit a side railing.

We were on a busy street, Surrounded by people, shops, light's, buildings, and bill boards. 'Hermione. Where are we?' I said to her out of the corner of my mouth.

'Tottenham Court Road.' panted Hermione. 'Let's walk and find somewhere we can all change.'

In a dark alley's shadow Hermione and I took our bags and reached in. She pulled out a t-shirt and a pair of jeans for Ron and her. While I pulled out a black long sleeve shirt and blue jeans and Harry's invisibility cloak. Also, I pulled out a red tank top for me and leather pants with boots.

'how in the hell-' Ron started.

'I charmed our bags. Here change. I'll make sure no one sees each other or anyone sees anyone of us. ' Hermione huffed.

After we were all changed Hermione slipped her bag into my pack an with a heavy clunk it landed in the bottom. Slinging it over my back we walked. Harry and Ron under the Cloak, while Hermione and I walked in the open.

We began to walk down a tiny dark alley as a group of drunk men yelled at us 'Hey ladies come here, we'll show ya a good time!'

'Ew, Disgusting.' I spit at them in disgust as we passed.

Finally stopping at tiny empty café we sat in a booth and ordered two cups of coffee.

'Here.' I gave the waitress the money and a tip as she scuttled away.

'We need a safe place to stay.' I whispered as the coffee came in and two construction workers waved the waitress away.

Looking insulted she disappeared into the back room.

'I think we should go to Gimmwauld Place.' Whispered Harry as I took a sip of the grey is coffee and spit it back in the cup.

'Gross!' I shuddered as the waitress shot me a dirty look.

Suddenly out of the corner of my eye I saw the construction workers pull out wands and stand up. Spinning mine into my hand. But it flew out of my hand onto the floor. Harry and Ron flew off the Cloak as Hermione ducked for cover and I ran forward, power burning the tiles under on the floor.

A green light missed me by an inch shattering three of four booths. Finally grabbing there necks I felt a rush of power explode and they crumpled to the floor.

Kneeling down I placed each hand on either forehead. Knowing what to do.

I felt the booths and everything else that was damaged return to normal as I wiped the memories of the two construction workers.

'Their Death Eaters' I muttered as I stood up. 'Come on. They think they just passed out. We got to get out of here.'

I saw the waitress slip back into the room just as we disappeared. There was no way she saw us.

A moment later we were standing on the door step of a dark sad town house. ' Um… Is this it?' I whispered to Harry as he nodded and opened the door.

'Looks like someone's been in here.' Ron muttered to Hermione.

'Could have happened when the Order left.' Harry said. As he took a step forward.

'Severus Snape?' the horrible rough sound of Mad- Eye Moody's voice rung into our ears.

My tongue suddenly rolled back on itself keeping my unable to talk.

Ron and Hermione was making retching noises as Harry and I croaked in unison 'We're no Snape…'

I stepped in front of Harry, though I couldn't see it the threat to protect him from but I could smell it.

Suddenly the dust swirled. And there flying towards us was a horrible ghost of My grandfather, Albus Dumbledore flying towards us. Pushing Harry out of the was the dust consumed me and I felt hands grabbing at every part of me. Crying out in terror I shrieked 'It wasn't us! We didn't kill you!'

At the word kill the dust exploded away.

I dropped to the floor next to a cowering Hermione, and squealing Ron pressed up to the door and standing Harry with eyes wide in terror.

Slowly I picked up a frozen Hermione slowly looking at her red tear tracked eyes. 'It's okay. Slowly, I drew Dumbledore's wand 'Homenum revelio'

Nothing happened.

'Yashie, you've just had a big shock,' Ron said gripping my shoulder 'What was that supposed to do?'

'It did what it was meant to.' I replied calmly. 'It's to detect a human presence.' I hid the hollow feeling in my heart.

'We're alone.'

We were sitting in a drawing room resting and talking as Hermione and Harry set up sleeping bags. Harry stood up. I suddenly felt sick to my stomach. I got this when I was about to see what Naraku was about to do.

Suddenly a silver golden retriever formed into the middle of the floor. Again Arthur's voice sounded loudly 'Family safe, do not reply, we are being watched.'

I rush of sickness and [ain rushed over me. 'Bathroom.' I whispered trying to walk let alone crawl.

'yes, go check on Harry. Give him his tooth brush.' Hermione insisted shoving it into my pocket, I nodded. But that was all. I ran up the stairs and knocked on the door. 'Let me give you your toothbrush.'

He opened the door and the removed scar on my back burned to its peak as I crumbled and spun.

'They got away again.' Voldemort hissed. I looked at him Naraku reflected in the mirror.

He smiled wickedly ' Your running out of chances Riddle. Bring me InuYasha or I'll take away her powers and watch you suffer.' He grabbed the scarlet jewel on Voldemort's chest, but not pulling it out. Voldemort screamed in torture while Naraku laughed.

'Yashie!' Harry croaked hoarsely. I looked up at Harry's face. Terrified of what was true.

'Harry, Naraku's in control of Voldemort. They have my power, Voldemort is going to be indestructible.'