Inuyasha x Harry Potter

Pairing unknown as of yet.

I own neither Inuyasha nor Harry Potter, all rights belong to their respective owners. All original characters and the plot however to belong to me.

Kagome let out a yelp when and extra weight landed on her, causing herself and whatever it was that landed on her to crash against the moist soil bottom of the well. She let out a groan, her eyes screwed shut from the fall. Leaning up to rest on an elbow, her other hand came up to rub the back of her head, not at all minding the extra weight atop her at the moment. Gingerly, her fingers ran through her hair, checking for any signs of blood or forming bumps, just in case. A relieved sigh was let past her lips when her search revealed neither.

Bringing down her hand and placing it behind her to support her weight, she finally opened her eyes and looked down at what it was that collided with her in the first place. Blinking a few times, making sure her mind wasn't playing tricks on her, she stared wide eyed at the large, large, black dog that was sprawled across her.

With the hand she just used to check the back of her own head, she brought it slowly and cautiously to the dogs muzzle, relieved to feel warm puffs of air beat against her skin. Looking up briefly, she wondered how, or why, the dog was in the well to begin with. Looking back down, she took in it's form.

It was big, almost the size of Kouga's wolves even. It's fur was a dark, dark grey, perhaps black even. It looked a bit... scraggly in need of a good wash, but she was sure after it was, it was a handsome creature.

With the hand that was still held before it's muzzle, she tentatively stroked through it's fur, one to check for any form of wounds, the other, she couldn't help herself. It was a tick. One that had been itching as soon as she saw the scruffy looking thing. Slowly making sure to try and take in as much as she could before it woke up and attack her, she went over as much as she could. She was shocked at how easy it was for her to feel and count it's ribs, it seemed underneath all the fur, it was nothing but skin and bones.

She tsked. Another thing she hated about humans in general. It was sometimes disappointing to be considered being part of such an ignorant race. It was no wonder why so many powerful youkai had such hate towards the race in general. But that had nothing to do with the problem at hand.

Shaking her head to break herself free of her thoughts, Kagome looked back down at the dog in her lap. So far, she couldn't tell much, well she could tell that it was only knocked out cold, and was in need of a good bath and good food. But other than that, she needed to get it and herself out of the well.

Looking up, she noticed that no one had come yet to retrieve her. Looked like she was on her own of getting them both out of there. Running her hand on last time through it's fur, her lips twitched when the dog seemed to shiver and move closer to her petting, letting out a barely audio-able whine when she stopped her ministrations.

As carefully as she could, she removed the dog from her lap and got into a kneeling position, and just as carefully, placed the dog around her shoulders. She was shocked how light it was, weighing not much more than her old school bag. Anger boiled her blood, and she couldn't wait to get face to face with the people who caused the dog to be in such a state.

Standing slowly, holding the legs, and moving so it's head was more or less tucked under her chin, she positioned herself so that she could climb up the well's walls, and that it wouldn't fall off. It took much longer, having to pause and readjust so it wouldn't fall. But soon, she was up and out of the well huffing and puffing as she slid the creature from her shoulders, and plopping herself to lay on the cool grass.

Inuyasha wouldn't like her bringing in another stray, as he liked to call it, but she didn't care. She was old enough to make her own decisions, just like he was. She was a 23 year old, she was sure that qualified as old enough.

They had defeated Naraku, but had re-shattered the jewel in the process. Actually, Kikyo did, and Kagome wasn't afraid to point it out when a certain dog eared friend of hers liked to try and compare the two. But during the hunting of Naraku and the shards, she had taken up training from Sesshoumaru, much to Inuyaha's disgust, Sango, Miroku and Kaede. Yup, so this time around, she wasn't going to hide behind her friends or be clueless.

Taking in a deep breath, she rolled her head to look at the dog once again, and she slowly let the air back out. It looked even bigger in the light of the dieing sun, and it's fur revealed to be a coal black in color. Lightly, she pocked at it with her aura, and shot up. Wide eyes stared down at the... dog. She thought it was a dog, but it had the aura of a human. Just what had she stumbled upon this time?

Biting her lower lip, she looked on towards the village at the bottom of the well's hill. Oh Inuyasha was going to be pissed when he found out. Well, more like if he found out. Her caring heart and nature balked at the idea of leaving... the dog, behind. Her more wary side was questioning her sanity. Looking back at the dog, she decided to bring it along, she'd take full responsibility for it, screw Inuyasha.

Picking herself up and off the grass, she once more slung the creature over her shoulders. Perhaps it was a person cursed, or being punished by the gods? Oh she hoped not. Slowly and with steady well known steps, she made her way towards the village, towards a well known hut. It was going to be a long night.

He couldn't believe it. After the fighting was done, the enemy fled the battle, he fell to his knees on the craggy sharp rocks beneath. It wasn't fair. He had only spent a short amount of time with the man, one of the closest he had to a family, and now he was gone. Dead. And all because he fell through the Veil.

"I'm sorry Harry."

Said boy just bowed his head, his arms hung limply at his sides, fingers barely holding onto his wand. It was the first true loss for him, as he didn't really remember his parents. He never felt so lost, defeated, so alone.

Large, strong, warm hands gripped his upper arms and helped to haul him up to his feet and take him away from the dark and depressing chamber. His feet could barely pick themselves up to place one before the other, and his want fell to the ground, clattering and echoing around them all. He didn't have the will to pick it up, to leave the place, to do anything at the moment.

A second set of hands paused Professor Lupin's aid of escorting the young man from leaving when the youngest Weasley boy presented Harry's fallen wand to them. Nodding his head, he took the offered wand and stuffed it into an inner pocket to his coat. Reforming his around the boy, he was once again directing them out of the chamber, the others already waiting in the entrance way.

Harry glanced over his shoulder one last time at the Veil, the object that took his Godfather away. He kept his eyes on it till the doors to the chamber that housed the damn thing closed and locked behind them.

AN: Oh wow, two updates in one day! Actually, I wrote this when it struck me, which is right after watching the Japan vs. America FIFA game, so please excuse any mistakes. It was done at like... 1-2 in the morning. Was a little to hyped up after that game to actually fall asleep. Way to go Japan! My imagination is weird, striking when it wants and not when it's needed.