Chapter 14

A Turn for the Worst

'Goblin Made?' The Goblin Griphook asked pointing to Tetsiega.

He lay on his bed beside the Gryffindor Sword. But I knew he knew that my sword was not goblin.

'My sword is Demon. Goblin swords got nothing on it.' I snapped. I had to throw up again. I didn't want to make myself to obvious. Throwing up three times a day screamed 'Pregnant!'

I was meeting my mother in the little town in an hour.

Of course she had been so excited.

'I disagree. I believe that Goblin Made Swords are the most remarkable. Or some wouldn't have killed for them.'

'Or maybe they chose second best because the protectors were weak.' I growled. I knew I was right. I could distantly hear Harry, Ron, and Hermione arguing. So I took my chance to prove my point.

I sat down in the chair across from Griphook. Drawing Tetsiega slowly, letting the unique ring of a demon blade sound. To Goblins it showed that Demons folded metal in such a way that they could never understand. It was a Demon Sword Maker secret that you put part of your demon self into it. A Tooth / Fang.

Just to piss him off I scrapped the blade against my fang slowly the ring slightly muted now. He gave me the look of deepest loathing.

Harry walked in swiftly taking me on to his lap. I was afraid when he did that considering I had gained a pound or two within the two weeks since we mated.

We could give away the Gryffindor Sword Easy, considering we had Tetseiga.

'I have changed my mind.' Griphook smiled at me wickedly. ' I want the demon sword as well.'

I hissed and cringed into Harry's arms, wanting to spring at the reluctant evil goblin.

'Mr. Griphook? Why do you want InuYasha's sword. It was made for her family.'

He grinned wider at Harry now. ' Your little play mate reminded me how much better demons swords were.'

I cringed back further. Harry glance at me with worried eyes and kissed my arm. 'Hold on..' He whispered. 'Please sir. It's a Yasha heirloom. Please consider that.' More loudly for Griphook.

'I may.' He giggled a goblin laugh. ' If she admits Goblins are superior to Half-breeds and Demons.'

This time I tried to kill this stupid evil son of a bitch. Harry shot up from his chair Getting out the 'S-' before Hermione screamed, in fear he would kill the baby, I bolted from his sight.

Well bolted for the bathroom. Seemed he didn't like my moving to fast very much.

I spent several minutes hunched, on my knees in the bathroom.

I heard foot steps. They were heavier.

'Please tell me you don't have the flu.' Ron huffed exaggerated. I got to my feet, and brushed my teeth. When I finished he was still there. So I gave him the "I'm Sorry" look.

He gasped. 'Please tell me you have the flu.'

I laughed a shaky laugh. ' Why do they call it morning sickness when it hits you at any moment of the day?'

'Does Harry know?'

'No. And your not going to tell him.'

...

Harry walked into my room in the Shell Cottage and smiled. 'Your still pissed off aren't you?'

I was laying on my bed cursing to the ceiling under my breath. That bastard wanted my sword. Or for me to lie through my teeth and say that Goblins were better then demons. I wanted to murder that little pip squeak, slowly. Painfully.

I smiled wickedly. ' Not with the murderous fantasies I'm having at the moment. ' I also was having a wave of phoenix power. I felt strong. Stronger then ever before.

Harry laid beside me on my bed. ' Yashie. Don't think like that. It scares me.' He sounded worried. Like I was loosing myself.

I grinned demon power filled my head with demonic thoughts. ' And how can a weakling like you stop that.' I growled a little playful.

He smirked and touched my mating mark. I shivered. ' I'll distract you.'

...

It was the next day, and I was pacing considering the nasty shock of what happened last night.

Fell first of all I was meeting my mother today.

Second I felt completely terrible. I was cold and hot and sweaty all at the same time. I was dizzy too. But I couldn't let myself fall over.

Third, I couldn't look Harry in the eyes. I completely lost myself last night. Now Fleur was patching him up in the other room. He had bruises and cuts and gashes all over his body.

I sat down with my head in my hands. What was happing to me?

Fleur's cool hand touched my forehead. ' Yasha-Bella, your running a fever.'

I nodded, my head still spinning. I didn't want to throw up on Fleur.

The Goblin came down and chuckled under his breath. ' Feeling bad Half-Demon?'

I growled not looking at him. 'It's the poison in my body. Something's different about it this time.'

Tears fell down on my face, Or maybe it was me. I was three weeks pregnant and I was already harming my baby.

It actually felt good knowing Ron and Hermione knew, and they swore to me that I could tell him after this was over. All three of us knew the time was getting close for either Voldemort or Harry to fall.

My mother walked into the door. 'Yashie! My darling, are you okay?'

I couldn't speak. Phoenix tears, my tears burned my face. Pearl coloured drops collected in a pool on the table. She didn't ask me the details yet, she knew I couldn' tell Harry till this was over.

My mother walked with me under her arm, she looked around protectively.

' Kayla..' I huffed, trying to force the words out of my dead mouth 'Has… A daughter.'

My mother nodded. 'I know. I read the newspapers. Yashie. You know we're going to a demon doctor but You need to change into your Phoenix form. Oh don't acted surprised I knew as soon as I saw the phoenix tattoo.'

We walked into St. Mungo's wasn't busy. But I sat in the chair beside my mother with my head on her shoulder. She kissed my dark red hair and rubbed my shoulders. I cringed when it moved my chest.

'What's wrong?' My mother asked as my old friend Dr. Ken' chi walked up her smile great and wide, she knew who I was, though she wasn't the one I needed to hide from.

'Let me guess.' He melody voice instantly soothed me. ' Your Pregnant and your mother is hurting your breasts?'

My face bloomed with colour as I nodded in embarrassment. She laughed 'Come with my Miss and Ms. Higurashi.'

Harry:

Kagome walked into the door as Harry drank his tea nervously. He was frightened that the poison was making her sicker, and he could not stand the pain of her in pain.

' She's coming home with me.' Kagome said coldly. ' She can't remain with you anymore. If she does she could loose more then you know.'

Harry's stopping cringed in as he opened his mouth as if he was punched in the stomach. 'You mean she's leaving me?'

Kagome went into her mother face. 'Find another girlfriend Harry Potter, she going home, you'll never see her again. You are done. Sorry. '

She nodded to Bill and Fleur and she left the room.

Tears rolled down his face as he ran to the place Kagome disappeared a second ago. 'But we're mated! She loves me!'

Ron and Hermione ran out after him, He screamed and cried and tried to rip free of their grasp, but they couldn't stop him screaming and shrieking at the top of his lungs till past night fall.

The days that Harry waited for her made him worse. He sat looking out the window looking for dead black. Bright Red, or Snow white to appear into the yard.

She never came back, in the end the mating mark meant nothing. She still left, cut the ties to him.

She was gone.

InuYasha:

' Let me go!' I screamed kicking the door of my bedroom again.

'She has to take it easy for a long time, the poison has almost spread through her whole body.' The Doctor plainly said to my mother. ' If she returns to her activities and wounds herself badly, her healing process will flatter and her and the child will die.'

Traitor.

My mother walked in and sat down by my bed. She reached over and patted my head. ' Are you going to calm down yet?'

'I don't really have a choice!' I screamed, trying to break the hellish ropes around the tops of my arms.

'InuYasha you'll die.' My mother's eyes reddened patting my head soothingly.

'I'd rather die with HARRY!' I screamed and my back arched. The agony I was in was something she could not fathom. It was to deep, to complicated to understand. The human soul would shatter under it.

I screamed a tortured scream as I rolled onto the side of my bed. I saw myself in my full length mirror.

My eyes were black, no pupil showing at all. Dark magic crippling me in it's fiery torture. My face was splotched and cut as my own blood from trying to rip myself apart covered my face.

My arms and my legs were bruised and scratched as well, I was able to scratch them.

I remembered the pain of when Harry and Ginny kissed. I screamed again, both fires suddenly raged through me. It pinned me against the my bed. But that pain alone, I would have taken with a smile on my face.

I knew somewhere in the small piece of my head that my mother was just trying to help me and the child, knowing because tears of pain fell onto my face wounds. But I could not stand this agony. How did my father do this all the time?

'Kagome, take a walk. There needs to be a InuYasha to InuYasha talk.'

I felt my mother's cool hand leave my wounded forehead. My father sat beside me.

'InuYasha, Yashie, My Yasha-Bella, my pup, my daughter. Listen.'

Anything to distract me.

'Papa…' I whispered through a broken voice, I was broken, shattered. I was away from my mate.

His hand pressed up against my chest, where my heart was. ' You will see Harry Potter again. As much as I wish you hadn't mated. Not to say I won't be angry when I see him again, You will see him again.'

The pain flickered a little, as I pictured the reunion. But then the fire raged with disbelief.

My mother got an angry look on his face. 'You do not believe me? Do you think that I would let my baby gil have a baby without the baby's father?'

The pain shut down as I pictured all the my father saved me from harm, mentally and physically. My mother had to stop him from killing Kiyoto at one point.

The loss of pain as my father promised to seek Harry Potter made my fantasies bloom. The tears that will make the green eyes sparkle like the moon…

My father looked slightly smug as he was the one that stopped my hearting. ' You have to think of them for now Yashie.' He moved his hand to my stomach. 'You have to keep this new Potter safe while the old one works on the world that you will raise them in.'

I curled up against my fathers stomach as I had when I was beaten. The words echoing in my head. The world you will raise them in…

When I was a child, I would always walk along the beach and play with my ball. It was beautiful, a gift from my father.

I kicked it a little to far and it flew into a crowd of the other children, human children, normal children. Kayla had been with them.

A teenager picked up my ball, 'Whipping it out to the other side of the beach. Everyone, including Kayla, laughed.

'Go get it freak!' The teenage boy shouted at me. As I ran past them A nasty little girl named Cherushī tripped me and I landed in the sand, my face scrapping against the grains.

I had walked into the temporary house that we lived in. It was mainly the future, or the castle in the western lands which we ruled that we lived in but it was a difficult time in the future and my father wasn't king yet.

My mother dropped the pot she was holding. 'Yashie! What happened to your face.' She ran over a kneeled over, I was quite short at the point, running the sand off my face gently.

I tried to smile. ' I tripped on the beach.'

My mother froze. 'Yasha-Bella…' She absently rubbed her sleeve against my face again. The wrapped her arms around me holding me close. Her tears fell on the back of my neck.

'Mom!' I didn't… I never ever wanted to see my mother hurt. ' It tripped I just….' I couldn't squeeze out the lie from my throat. I closed my eyes and sobbed into my mothers shirt. As I sobbed into my fathers now.

My mother came in with a bowl full of warm water and a small cloth. And bean wiping my wounds clean. InuSuke and his wife came in as well. My niece snuggling up against my chest. Making it sobbed.

I cried and cried. But not for myself.

I cried for the InuYasha of yesterday, the innocence gone, twisted into the darker path. She was gone and dead, and I weeped for her.

I sobbed for Harry Potter. My Harry. Potty. My one true love. The human sized agony with in him would also be unbearable, because the connection knew we wanted to be with each other.

And I cried for my child. They would be born in a world full of evil. The taint that covered us all in darkness. The child of Harry Potter would be a target to Voldemort. A child of mine a target to Naraku.

I had doomed my child from conception. They were unaware now. Bt this screwed up world that was my world now they would call home.

I moved my hand from my face and clutched my perfect stomach. Guilty of this child's future fell in spiral mode.

I cried when I realized the chance that they would not survive to see the light. That they would never draw breath. The Demon Poison, If I was not careful could kill them, when they did not even have the lungs to breath. Or I could die from all my enemies at any point.

When everyone finally left, I was alone in the darkness. Fearing for My Harry and my child. My love for then only greatened the pain.

I thought about where the safest place for me and my child would be. A place where I would be safe. But still a use to Harry.

A small hoot came from my desk. A nest had been made by Lithium and Hedwig, their babies hooted blindly, just fresh out of the eggs.

I looked over a couple meters to see my Firebolt 2. And were I learned to fly it.

Finally I looked at Dumbledore's wand.

Dumbledore. Grand Father.

Why give me your wand? Was I meant to use it? Or be it's protector from Voldemort? Was I meant to hold but not use?

You under stood Ron. You knew he'd want to come back. You gave him a way return after he left.

You knew Harry too. You knew that his angry and dire need to win would drive him to the Elder wand. So you gave it to me, to keep away from him. Is that why you made this journey so hard?

How much did you know about me? Did you know I would mate Harry? That I would have to deal with a baby? Would that help me somehow?

What about the clear necklace you left me in your will so long ago? If The Purpose of Hermione's book and Ron Deluminator was fulfilled. But did Harry's Snitch and My necklace do?

Dumbledore? Was I truly done my lessons last year, or was this your last test? To complete the puzzle would I have to match up the end with the beginning?

Yes, I knew then I would have. I knew that somehow, in any possible way, That I would have to Return To Hogwarts.