For the late chapter all I can say is from the bottom of my block of ice of a heart
My bad bro'sbut here we go, the final chapter :D
Important announcement in the AN's at the bottom so be sure to read! :)
Rin felt himself falling through nothingness, all the pain had dissolverd into nothing when he let it take him and now he was all but counting the seconds until he disappeared from existance. His mind seem to fade, the memories of what was happening only moments ago already unravelling.
'So this is it' he thought, not feeling anything in the words. No happieness but at the same time no sorrow. No regrets. If he was going to go anyway, he was glad it was like this. He had control over how it happened, not walked to a pedestal to be executed, something meaningful. after falling through the nothingness for an unmeasurable amout of time, be it days or seconds, he felt his...body? Slow to a stop like he had fallen into net. Confused he tried to look below him but could only see darkness.
'What the...?' The invisable barrier radiated a certain warmth that he couldn't describe. It was like the sensation he got from being around his friends, he had almost forgotten that feeling sinse it had been so long. No, not quite. He had made new friends. 'What is this?' He thought. Before he could contemplate it anymore he felt himself slowly raising. A distantly familiar voice filled his head, calling his name as he rose and the flaming agony he had felt before succumbing to the darkness returned to him. First as an uncomfortable prickle accross his skin but quickly blossoming as he felt like he was waking up from a dream. The voice gave him strength and despite the pain, he pushed at the darkness.
'Nii-san...please...'
Harry walked across the half destroyed bridge someway away from the castle with Ron and Hermione at his sides, still having trouble letting their victory finally set in after all these years. He twirled the elder wand between his fingers as he walked absently as he tried to make sense of the simple truthes that spiralled around his mind. No more fighting for survival, no more being the target of the 2nd most powerful wizard in the world. He couldn't keep the smile off his face. After a long silence, Hermione stopped and enclined at the wand in his hands.
"Why didn't it work for him?" She asked lightly. Harry's smile only widened as he explained what he had only recently came to understand.
"The Elder Wand? It answers to somebody else." He said mildly, stepping on one of the larger chunks of the bridge and sitting down with his legs crossed. "He killed Snape, he thought the wand would become his. But the thing is...The wand never belongs to Snape. It was Draco who disarmed Dumbledore that night in the Astronomy tower." He paused for effect and watched understanding pull at Hermiones lips while Ron just looked confused. "From that moment on, the wand answered to him. Until, the other night when I disarmed Draco. At Malfoy Manor. So, that means...It's mine!" He finished with a slightly hysterical chuckle, waving the wand In the air dismissively.
"What should we do with it?" Ron asked after a few seconds, his eyes raking over the wand excitedly.
"We?" Hermione asked, rolling her eyes and elbowing the redhead who hunched his sholders defensively.
"I'm just saying, that's the Elder Wand! The most powerful wand in the world. With that, he'll be invincible," Ron marvelled. Harry studied the wand.
"I think...it should go to it's real master." He said and looked at his friends. Hermiones eyes notably brightened and she nodded in approval, Ron's eyes flashed with surprise.
"But, isn't he already completely overpowered? I mean, the guy's immune to magic! An what would he do with it anyway?" Hermione elbowed him forcefully this time in the ribs and he shut up, edging away from her with a pout.
"If you don't remember his demon heart is still inside it, he should own it." Hermione scoulded. And Ron nodded defeatedly.
"Right, right." He muttered quickly and the other two laughed at his stubbornness. His already flushed face darkened further but his shoulders relaxed and he dissolved into laughter with them. "Speaking of Rin, do yer think he's gunna make it?" The mood instantly darkened a little and Harry and Hermione abruptly stopped laughing and spoke in a low voice.
"His heart stopped twice but they said he was stable. H-he'll be fine right?" She stammered in a low voice. Harry stood up and frowned at Ron for bringing it up as he put a comforting arm around the brunette.
"He'll be fine, they already brought exorcists to monitor him and the potions Madam Pomfrey have him should help." Hermione nodded reluctantly and forced a smile.
"It's been a few hours, we should go and see how everyone is doing."
3 weeks later
Yukio sat at Rin's bedside in one of the comfortable armchairs that the kind staff of Hogwards had conjured for him and his ex students while they waited for Rin to recover. He was currently sitting in the schools infirmary which had been restored shortly after the battle with the help of several ministry officials who spent two restless days magicing the castle back to its former glory. The infirmary was the first place to be restored so they could transfer all the wounded here to be given proper medical attention and, upon knowing Rin was going to be ok, had followed the matron around like a shadow, quizzing her about everything she was doing, the potions and spells she was using in fascination. At the present moment he was looking over his notes, having been granted leave until Rin was back to full health and having nothing to destract himself from staring at his twin, mentally begging for him to wake up. Unable to help himself he glanced over at the recovering teen who, despite the various drips being fed into his arms and dressings covering most of his skin, he looked quite peaceful. His skin was a sickly pail and constantly beaded with sweat and he was unhealthily thin but his breathing was steady and the heart monitor to the left side of the bed beeped rythumatically. He tore his eyes away from the sleeping teen before he let him get away with himself and checked on izumo in the bed next to him Who was also currently sleeping, once again thanking the stars for the sliver of demonic blood she had inherited which gave her just enough immunity to magic to survive the curse. She had woken up after a few days and had caused such a ruckus over having to stay in bed that the matron had given her water spiked with a powerful sleeping potion that had put her out for another twelve hours and ranted about how she had distressed her other patients.
Yukio was abruptly pulled from his thoughts as the door from the other end of the room opened noisily and he dropped his notebook in suprise. Throught the screens that had been put up to shield the entire far end of the room from prying eyes Yukio saw the shadow of the matron as she walked in and sat next to another patient. He let out a slow breath and retrieved the fallen notepad from the floor, checking his watch and groaning to himself. 6.10am. He stood up and stretched his aching muscles, stiff from having only left the armchair to go the bathroom or to retrieve something to eat from the great hall as he eagerly awaited his brothers awakening. Unashamed, he turned to his left where the wall should be and chuckled once again to himself. The wizarding community sure knew how to express their gratitude. In front of the wall stacked from one side of room to the other and almost as high as the ceiling where gifts of all variations. Only a day after the war officially ended word had spread of the half demon who had appeared out of nowhere and defeated Voldermort and almost, actually in fact, sacrificed his own life to do it. Shortly after gifts of all sorts had began flooding in from all across europe. anywhere and everywhere that had been affected by voldermorts reign had wanted to give their thanks and there had been an almost constant stream of visitors wanting to meet 'the other boy who lived'. The nickname had been conjured by Harry's redhaired friends brother in jest and had, much to Yukio's amusement, stuck after he had been filled in on Harrys background. His jaw had dropped when the minister of magic had visited with a sack, a literal sack, of golden coins, he had also warned that if he attempts to return it he would send the value of it it to their school address in Magical flavoured beans. Sending gold wasn't just the ministry's idea of an apropriate gift. He glanced darkly at the embossed, fancy looking letter a top of the pile on Rins bedside adressed to 'the sons of satan,'. Yukio hadn't been able to resist opening this letter and didn't think Rin would mind since it was adressed to both of them and had almost had a heart attack when he had read it before finding out from Harry who the sender was.
To Sir Rin and Yukio Okumura,
I took the liberty of transfering a sum of 100,000 galleons to a gringotts bank account under your names in compensation for myself and my families involvement in retaining Mr Okumura. I sincerely hope you can look at this as a peace offering and forgive us of our misdeeds. We wish you a speedy recovery.
L Malfoy.
Yukio had scoffed at the letter, wanting to go to their manor and show them exactly what he thought of their peace offering, aka fear fuled boot licking but had eventually calmed down. Putting the letter and the deed that came along with it to their new magical world bank account he decided it was time for breakfast and Slipped between the screens and headed for the great hall.
Rin found himself floating, or was he laying? On a bed of plush sheets, or clouds, or candyfloss. He couldn't make much sense of anything with his mind thickly blanketed with some sort of drug that he could feel coursing through his veins, numbing his senses. The one thing he could say for absolute sure was that everything hurt. He didnt even want to think of what he would feel like if he wasn't half numb from whatever painkiller he was under the influence of. If it hadn't been for said painkiller and the soft blankets that surrounded him he would have panicked thinking he was back at the manor. With some difficulty he willed his eyelids to open a slit and gasped as an unrecognisable face swam into focus. He tried to lift his arms up defensively But barely managed to lift his uninjured one, let alone the one in a cast.
"Now now Mr Okumura. Calm down," the woman said, placing her hands on his wrists and gently forcing them down. "My name is Madam Pomfrey, I'm the schools nurse." She spoke softly but the message in her eye was clear; 'no nonsense.' He gulped slightly and siezed his struggling immediately. "Thats better." She said with a smile. "Now. Do you remember anything?" She asked, forcing his eye open and shining a tourch into it while examing it and then the other one. He groand slightly as his head throbbed adding too his discomfort, not sure of how to answer. His memory was foggy and just out of his reach. Madam Pomfrey seemed to understand his silence as she didn't await his answer. "Ok, something simpler. Do you remember your name? You've been comatose for three weeks, If you can't remember much it wouldnt be an immediate cause for concern, especially given the circumstances." Rin frowned up at her but didnt speak and the matron chuckled. "I'm to presume that was a yes. Okay, do you know how you got here?" Rin thought for a moment, trying to recall what had happened and his panic rose again.
"Satan! W- what...the sword!... v-volde-agh." His words where cut off when the matron shoved a small piece of wood on his tongue and peered into his mouth."There appears to be no memory loss..." she mumbled to herself. She retracted the wood and felt for his pulse. "Please calm yourself. Voldermort and Satan are no more thanks to your efforts. The entire wizarding world cannot begin to express their gratitude enough and if anything where to happen to you there would be an uproar. so could you kindly calm yourself before you hurt yourself or I'll be joining the headless hunt." Her tone was firm but she smiled in amusement. Rin took her words in and took a steadying breath and relaxed as best he could. "There now." She said, aparently satisfied with his now calmer pulse.
"Y-you said Volderm-"
"Here, drink this." Madam Pomfrey held a goblet of something that smelled sweet in front of him, cutting him off. He didnt argue, not wanting to know what she might do if he didn't do as she said while realising how dry his throat was. He lifted his arm to take it but she pursed her lips. "Aa aa," she smiled in amusement at his frown and allowed her to tilt his head forwards so he could awkwardly sip the pumpkin juice through a straw. "Thats it," she said encouragingly. The cool liquid easing the dryness of his throat was heavenly and his embarassment melted away. "Your brother will be back shortly, he just left to get some breakfast. Stubarn lad hasn't left your side." She continued to fuss and rant a little as she checked him over, asking him to move his unbroken limbs, asking if he felt and pain while breathing and changing his bandages. Rin was glad when she finally finished as every movement caused him pain and the simple act of sitting up had him panting, a sheen of sweat coating his skin. Back to laying flat and an extra dose of a foreign smelling painkiller and fatigue overcame him. Hundreds of questions buzzed through his mind but the fresh drug had him too subdued to be able to think straight, sleep being too tempting and he welcomed the comfortable darkness.
When Yukio returned he found madam pomfrey emerging from the screens seperating the room. He smiled politely as he passed but she caught his arm as he passed. He turned too her, one eyebrow raised and she pressed a finger to her smiling lips in a shushing motion."He was awake a moment ago, I did a check up and it took it out of him." She quietly explained, giving the half demon's arm a reassuring squeeze. "He should be awake in a few hours." She left with a nod and paced out of the room. Yukio stood routed to the spot as he took a few moments to make sense of her words. Trying to find the meaning of them. After a couple of moments he trotted to the screens and looked around nervously as if scared of what he might see. He was slightly underwhelmed when he saw Rin laying exactly as he had before until he noticed how his mouth lulled open the tiniest bit and he was snoring lightly. Yukio sucked in a shuddering breath which he held onto for several seconds, relief welling up in his chest and making it hard for him to breath.
"Morning Yukio." Said teen's heart all but jumped out of his chest when a sleep-dazed Izumo sat up, stretched her arms and grumbled in greeting, sapping to attention at his sudden movement. "What?"
"S-sorry Izumo, you startled me," he said, trying and failing to be dismissive. Her oddly shaped brows furrowed in suspicion and he dropped the act. "Rin woke up." He offered simply. The frown on her face slowly dissolver and shock and wonder replaced it. She looked at Rin, studying him for signs of conciousness.
"Should we tell the others?" She uttered, excitement clearly building in her eyes, so much she forgot to be her usually cold self.
"I think we should tell them but tell them to wait until he actually wakes up before coming. Don't want to overcrowd him," he suggested rationally. Izumo nodded in agreement. He excitedly typed out a message on his phone and sent it to all of his ex students, making himself sit in the armchair but constantly readjusting himself, unable to sit still. They sat in silence, Izumo texting so quickly her thumbs where a blur while Yukio got lost in his thoughts. He suddenly felt nervous, what could he say? He had no idea. He hadn't seen Rin in going on 9 months and when he did he tried to be the hero and kill himself. He remembered his last words. 'I'm sorry'. What was he sorry for? Leaving him alone? Being an idiot? Yukio pushed up his glasses and pinched the bridge of his nose to ease the migrain that was beginning to build behind his eyes. His thought redirected to the discussion he had had with Harry, Ron and Hermione shortly after he had apologised to Harry for pointing his guns at him. They told him about everything they had done sinse the last time He had spoken to Rin only days prior, How they had broken into the so called impenetrable bank, fought goblins and escaped on the back of a fire breathing DRAGON that Rin was able to commune with. How they had snuck into Hogwards and challanged the Headmaster who was a double agent. Harry told him about the things he saw in the strange item called a pencive where he saw Snapes memories. Everything fascinated him but one thought always stayed at the centre of everything he found out.
'Rin's pretty amazing.' He thought fondly as he began texting the Hogwarts trio.
It wasn't until several hours later when Rin stirred in his sleep. He moaned softly and Yukio's head shot up. The elders eyes slowly fluttered open. Yukio slowly rose from his seat, not wanting to startle the recovering-from-death teen and slowly edged to his bedside.
"Rin?" He asked quietly, his voice unsteady. The bluenette twisted his head and dazed blue eyes found turqoise and he smiled drunkly.
"Hay Yuki," he said in a low gruff, yawning. "You look like hell," he said with a chuckle. Yukio's eyes widened and he couldn't help but laugh.
"Funny. I was just thinking the same about you." Rin gave a slight chuckle and winced. "Are you okay?" Yukio asked worriedly. The elder huffed dismissively.
"R-rin you idiot..." the twins looked to the bed next to them where Izumo was standing, teeth bared and fists clenched. "How?... W-why... HOW COULD YOU DO THAT?!" Frustrated tears welled up in her eyes and she tilted her head to try and hide them.
"Izumo, not now..." Yukio tried to soothe.
"Yes now!" she demanded in a childish manner. "Did you think we wouldn't care? Think we would just go with it? We could have figured something out, found another way." Her words cut off and she rubbed at her eyes. The action was almost cute. Rin, much more alert now, pushed himself into a semi sitting position promped against his pillows, ignoring Yukio's protests. He tilted his head down, hiding his face behind his hair.
"I couldn't face you guys if after everything I didn't acomplish anything. Not after letting myself get used against you like that. Satan was there, you where in danger and I could kill him." Rin flushed, his cheeks illuminating against his still unhealthily pail skin and a childlike grin split his face from ear to ear. Yukio let the words sink in, unable to form a response before Izumo beat him too it.
"That's...that's the stupidest thing I've ever heard." Rin's smile quickly wilted at her words but when she lifted her head, she was smiling softly, a tear of happiness running over her cheek. "Idiot, returning alive would have been enough." Yukio flushed slightly, the bitter sweetness of her words so unlike her, it was moving. Rin, ever the hopeless idiot, looked horrified.
"B-b-but I...I..." Yukio couldn't help but burst into hysterics at that point. The completely at-a-loss expression on his elder brothers face was priceless, as was how Izumo's turned from happy to furious in less than a second. The door at the far end of the room opened and incame four figures who cast shadows against the dividing screens. They approached briskly, muttering between themselves. Three familiar voices could be heard but the fourth didn't speak until he stepped around the screen, hat raised and cape billowing in all it's usual dramatic glory.
"Good to see you looking alive little brother!~~" Sir Pheles boomed in a singsong voice, cheshire smile firmly in place. Just behind him came Harry, Ron and Hermione who all looked equally flustered and firmly hacked off. Hermione's irritaition instantly dissapeared when she spotted Rin sitting up looking slightly bewildered.
"Run you're awake! Thank heavens.." Rin smiled, flushing a little at the attention but was far to destracted by the hell kings sudden appearance who was now bowing. "We tried to stop him," Harry offered quietly, narrowing his eyes at the clown.
"Now now, I just wanted to stop by on my second youngest brother and congratulate you on avenging my dear friend Fujimoto." Everyone narrowed their eyes at him suspiciously and the clown sighed, feigning offence. "My my, can one not be a concerned older brother and stop by to check on his beloved siblings?"
"Not when it's you," izumo hissed under her breath. Mephisto chose too ignore her comment.
"He took the wand," Harry said with a glare, "he just appeared out of nowhere and took it earlier." Yukio immediately brushed the guns in their harnesses at his sides.
"Why you never gave me a chance to explain young chosen one. Children these days are so rude. Ein, Zwein, Drai!" He snapped his fingers and a cloud of pinkish purple smoke manifested around his outerstretched hand. When the cloud disaperated everyone gasped in shock.
"K-kurikara!" Yukio stuttered, eyes wide as the katana levitated for a second before floating into the clowns hand. Mephisto smiled knowingly, basking in their ower.
"Yes indeed. it occured to me that last time it was repaired, young Mr Sugaru retrieved two temple nails, one was used to repair after its last break and the other remained in Miss Yoshikuni's posession for safekeeping. I took the liberty of having it repaired for you but heed my warnkng, there will be no 3rd chances." He gave the bluenette a warning look and then smiled broadly. "As for your powers," the chairman brought out the elder wand from within his cloak and studied it. It hovered from his hand and he used his now free hand to draw the newly repaired Kurikara. Unsurprisingly, Rin did not burst into flames when it was drawn. Mephisto clicked his fingers and the wand glowed a familiar azure blue before the a tiny flame detatched itself from the wand and drifted to Kurikara's blade where is illuminated it and settled to little more than dying embers. Mephisto gave the severely weakened flames a disproving frown and set it unsheathed on Rin's bedside table. "There, good as new. It could be a while before your flames return but keep it unsheathed, it will help you heal from your encounter with death." He spoke in a singsong voice which made Yukio narrow his eyes but he found it hard to stay mad. Instead he bowed.
Thank you for your help Sir Pheles." he offered respectfully and decided now was the best time to get some answers. "So why is it that Rin is healing so slowly? And why haven't his flames returned to normal?" He asked, Rin's lack of flames and the drawn sword.
"Well given that he is recovering from death as well as what you could call a soul wound amongst other injuries I'd say it's to be expected that it would take longer for him to recover." He turned to the bluenette with an almost sympathetic smile. "You're healing even slower than a full blooded human but give it time." Yukio's brow furrowed.
"What do you mean a soul wound?" Izumo was the one to ask the question Yukio was about to.
"A soul wound is what happens when a demons heart is forcefully severed from it's body. When I first sealed your powers into Kurikara, you where a newborn, your powers underdeveloped so there was no damage. This time it was dragged through the barriers between gehenna into assiah through force, such magic will leave its marks," Mephisto shuddered theatrically, animating his words. "Re-sealing your powers in Kurikara will be a painful and strenuous process however leaving it in the wand is far more dangerous, existing here in assiah in a thin piece of wood is asking for trouble." He gave Rin a sympathetic smile at his horrified expression. "That can wait until you've recovered." Rin nodded slowly, relief flooding his expression.
"So how is it that Voldermort lost control over Rin? What changed?" Harry asked after a few moments. still obviously unsure of what to make to the clown.
"Well I thought you'd never ask. You see, When hero number one," he waved a hand at Harry who crossed his arms in distaste as if introducing him to an audiance, "oh so bravely sacrificed himself, his death left a certain protection to everyone and anyone he wanted to protect from the good lord Voldy, that I believe included my dear little brother and nulified any control Voldy had over him." Harry flushed ever so slightly and looked down, shadowing his face behind his fringe. All ever focused on the blackette who shuffled awqwardly. "In the wizarding world they say it's love' -what you could see of Harry's face flushed bright red between his hair- 'but it is a little more specific, It's who you are sacrificing yourself for, who you want to protect. I believe everyone you have ever known would bare that protection, from both of you." He tilted his hat towards Harry and then Rin, an almost sincere smile on his face before his usual demure returned. With his words Rin ever so distantly remember feeling himself falling through nothing and being stopped from fading completely by what felt like a safety net that reminded him of being with his friends and a warmth bubbled up in his chest but he didn't let it show. "Well then, I best be off." With that the gehennian king twirled around on the spot and slipped between the screens leaving an awkward atmosphere behind. "Oh! How could I possibly forget?" The clown reappeared from behind the screens and handed Rin an official looking letter with a wax seal on the back with an all to familiar logo stamped into it. Before He could ask the clown poofed out of existance. Rin's heart sank as he opened the envelope with shaky hands. Yukio and the exorcists where at his shoulders in seconds.
"The Vatican." Izumo spat, unable to see over everyone. After a few seconds oof silent reading Rin looked up with a goofy grin.
"In light of recent events, We hereby suspend your execution again until after next years exwire exam. We feel that given the report sent from Exorcists sent to Hogwards school of whichcraft and Wizadry 2 months ago, we have come to the decision that you are excused from taking this years exam." Hermione broke the silence.
"Exercution?"
"Suspended 'again'?" Harry said, furious. The Hogwarts trio tooked at the exorcists for an explaination. Their fury turned to utter bemusement at Rin's wide grin.
"Well this is the fourth time they have suspended it and this time they gave me a reasonable amout of time to pass it! Last time they only gave me 6 months." The trio where lost for words while the exorcists looked grim. Rin felt the thickness of the atmosphere and grasped for another topic, knowing trying to convince them this was good news was beyond pointless. He zoned in on what Mephisto had said before leaving and crumpled the letter into his fist, pretending he hadn't mentioned the letter.
"So..." He said after a tense silence, everyone slowly rounded on him. "Guess I owe you my life Harry," he said with a timid smile, Everyone surprised by the sudden change of topic except Harry how looked dumbstruck.
"Eeeh...we owe you ours, we're even. Don't mention it...ever..." Harry said, embarassed but his smile was sincere. scratching the back of his head in pure embarassement. Much to Harry's delight, the infirmary door opened and a number of people made their way to the enclosure at the end of the room and effectively putting an end to the awkward . Harry peaked around one of the screens and saw a group of familiar faces making their way towards them. He moved out of the way and allowed the younger exorcists flood in, shuffling towards Ron and Hermione, tilting his head towards the exit and signalling to leave the group to have some privacy.
6 weeks later
Rin sat cross armed and legged on his infirmary bed with a look of pure frustration on his face. Everyone was there packing up all of his gifts and if he so much as moved in a way that suggested he was going to get up and try and help someone would scold him and it was infuriating. So what if he had taken 20 minute to get dressed because he had to pause to catch his breath frequently? Clothes are tricky when your arm AND leg are in casts, he was worn down, not a complete invalid. Dispite his sulking he found it hard to resist being excited at the prospect of going back to the monestary, home.
"Alright, packed and ready to do," Shima said happily, dropping onto the corner of the bed and whistling dramatically and tossing a galleon from one hand to another.
"That's not yours," Bon said, his dissaproval clear.
"It's not like they don't have tonnes more!" He shot back with a sneaky grin. Yukio chuckled.
"well you aren't wrong," he offered, earning a wide grin from the pinkette. Bon grumbled but let it drop. Izumo who had been packing the things from Rin's bedside sat down next to him and completely unembarassed, put a hand to Rin's forehead who flushed.
"You sure you're feeling up to this?" she asked quietly. "It's still a little soon," she gave him a piercing look. Rin gave an exasperated chucke and leaned in a little closer, sideglancing to make sure nobody was paying any attention.
"Are you up to it? you still can't summon can you?" He countered, concern furrowing his brows. She dropped her hand and crossed her arms and pursing her lips.
"I'm fine, worry about yourself a little more.," she grumbled, happy she managed to hide the warmth she felt from his concern. The bluenette chuckled and stuck his tongue out childishly.
"Ok lovebirds, we have 10 minutes until Mephisto arrives with the infinity key for us to travel back. Does everyone have everything?" Yukio gave his twin a satisfactory smile as his cheeks heated up before going down his mental checklist as he scanned the room.
"So, I guess we'll be seeing you then," Harry said as he, Ron and Hermione entered the infirmary the brunette carrying a large. when shebookse stack of brown paper wrapped boxes. When she reached him she gave the top two packages uto Yukio and the rest to Rin.
"We thought you might like these, theyre first years study books for basic charms and transfiguration, sinse you have a wand we thought you'd want to learn how to use it and sinse you wheren't born a wizard you don'tdon't have the trace so you can perform magic anytime." she turned to Yukio, "those are basic healing and potions books mMadame Pomfrey reccomended," she brushed her wild hair behind her ear, cheeks slightly pink. "Sinse you're still not well enough to go to Diagon Alley we went and picked them up."
Count me out, who wants books for a present? I wanted to get something from my brothers joke shop but she wouldn't let me he huffed slightly. Harry bit his lip to hide a snicker and motioned his hand behind Ron's back like you would if he where cracking a whip.
"No no, these are awesome!" Rin enthused, ripping the paper of his and examining them in excitement.
You didn't have to, thanks," Yukio said while neatly unsealing the paper and smilight brightly. He took Rin's books and his own, ignoring Rin's protests, aand put them in one of the boxes. "Wan look at them later, Mephisto is due to arrive any moment now." Naturally on cue. A flash of pink illuminated the room and the demon himself appearedd.
"Afternoon my little heroes~~~ Are we good to go?" He said in his usual eccentric dimure, earning an exasperated groan from everyone. "Good to hear! Now I don't want to waste any time, I'm a busy man." Without wasting anymore time he half walked, half skipped to the door at the other end of the infirmary and opened it using a large silver key. "oh before we go, how rude of me," with a snap of his fingers a white wheelchair with pink handles and a pink seat cushion materialised in front of Rin. The bluenette looked appauled and revolted.
"IIf you think I'm going anywhe-"
"Don't be stuborn, You're still a long way from being half way healthy," Yukio said dismissively, failing to hide his own distaste as he eyed the revoltingly object. Rin opened his mouth to voice his protests but Ryuji cut him off.
"Listen dumbass, you're getting in the chair or I'm carrying you," he exploded, grinding his teeth. Rin startled inflated but instead pulled a face.
"Why, are you worried about me Bonbon?" He taunted. Bon growled in exasperation and moved in front of the half demon who shuffled backwards, amusement turning to unease. The elder grabbed the smallers, much lighter, teen and dropped him into the wheelchair with little effort. Rin struggled in his grasp, shouting numerous insults at the elder and glared at him.
"Stupid monkey, we're friends, you almost died...did die...of course I'm gunna worry an you're really stupid if you think otherwise." Harry and Ron stifled a chuckle at their banter, Hermione making something of a squeeing sound. Touched but to embarassed to show itby his friends words, Rin crossed his arms and grumbled, slightly out of breath from struggling. Shiemi walked behind him and grabbed the handles of the chair with a grin but Izumo narrowed the her eyes and she backed up, waving her hands as if in surrender. Izumo 'humph'ed and regally started pushing the chair.
"we'll get the boxes," Harry offered helpfully. The exorcists and Rin turned around in curiosity and watched them as they pulled out their wands and all the boxes levitated a few feet off the ground and tidily floated through the air. Rin's eyes widened in ower and Hermionechuckled.
"Beginners charms, it's in one of your books she explained knowledgeably.
"S-sugoi. I mean awesome!" They parted and allowed the witch and wizards to magic the boxes through the door leading into Rin and Yukio's childhood home.
"Well, I guess this is goodbye for now," Ron said, scratching the back of his head. His eyes widened for a moment and then he rummaged through his satchel and pulling out a glass gar of some sort of glittering black powder. "Can't believe I almost forgot! This is floo powder, Dad'sDad's rewuested for your school to be hooked up to the floo network so we can come and visit, they just need...umm... written permission from Professor Pheles?" The redhead looked hopefully at Mephisto who grinned devilishly.
"I'll send a howler, I've always wanted to send one," He said cheerily. The Hogwarts trio grinned at each other and Ron gave the powder to Yukio who studied it in fascination.
"This way we can visit each other without having to fly or use portkeys, it's kinda cool," He said, giving a folded piece of parchement presumably with instructions of how to use the mysterious powder. Rin practically glowed with happiness.
"So we'll see each other again soon?!" Hermione smiled warmly at his hopeful, very innocent-childish expression.
"Of course...dumbass."
Aaaaaaaaand that is officially it for Hair of a demon, Heart of a demon! So happy I finally got this chapter out! I know I totally suck at endings so I might rewrite this sometime cause It just didnt come together the way I had hoped but ai gave up on writing and rewriting it over and over. If I missed anything out or left anything unanswered feel rree to pm me an I'll add them in. I do have a non related extra chspter coming for this of just omake's I'm just too tired to write at the moment haha. Will probably upload that sometime next week and some that will lead into the sequel.
Anyways! Hope you can review one more time and gring this sad little otaku some happyness :) this would have been out MONTHS ago but I'vI've moved house AGAIN and now I have an awesome roomate who is as crazy as me ^^ (aand a member of ffn! Check out her profile o0 Sara NekoChan 0o for raise of the guardians and hot to train your dragon goodness ^^
HOW DID NOBODY REALISE?! I thought it was bluntly obvious that Rin regained control from voldy because of Harrys sacrifice, do you remember in the books/mmovies how when Voldys spells wherent as effective against Harrys friends after Harry 'died'?! Maybe it was just because I wrote it... ah well, ...there you go ...hehe. Only thing I changed was the whole love thing, thats just to damn cheesy for me XD anyways, mysetery closed! ^^
IMPORANT ANNOUNCEMENT!
Remember me mentiioning a sequel? WellIaiI'vaiI've deciden I'm definitely going ahead with it! As soon as I have started the chapter I'lI'll post a preview on this so you know I've posted it. It's going to be called 'In our fathers footsteps" (oor atleast it is now hahaha, I may change my mind again XD) so stay with me.
THANK YOU EVERYONE WHO FOLLOWED, FAVORITED, REVIEWED AND JUST VIEWED! I'm so happy you guys put up with my grammar travesties and (hopefully) still enjoyed this as much as I have writing it.
Much Luvz
Xx Aneki Okumura xX