Harry Potter - Series Fan Fiction ❯ Love Between Enemies ❯ To School ( Chapter 7 )

Celeste Hosmer

Inuyasha/Harry Potter Fan Fic

 

Disclaimer: I still don't own Harry Potter, or Inuyasha…they belong to J.K. Rowling and Rumiko Takahashi…..damn them….

 

Chapter 7: To School

 

With Sesshoumaru:

“Come on!” Naraku said, looking at Sesshoumaru.

“Calm down,” Sesshoumaru said, walking with one arm around Dracana's waist. “We'll get a carriage.”

“Not a good one, though!” Naraku complained, his arms over Kagura's and Yura's shoulders.

“Then go ahead and get a good one, Naraku!” Kanna snapped, dragging Jaken by the foot across the pebbled ground.

“Ow! OW! Please let me walk!” Jaken pleaded, trying to sit up.

“NO!” Kanna snarled, twisting his foot around a little.

“Kanna,” Sesshoumaru said, looking at the two smaller people. “With the way you treat him, one would think that you like Jaken.”

“Don't make me get out my mirror,” Kanna warned, putting a hand into her messenger bag, and glaring at Sesshoumaru.

“Just an opinion!” Sesshoumaru said, his eyes twinkling.

“This one!” Naraku yelled, helping Yura into a carriage.

“Okay,” Sesshoumaru said, following Kanna and Jaken into the carriage, then helping Dracana up. She still wore his jacket, and her eyes were a lilac color.

“You're eyes are lilac,” Sesshoumaru said, pulling her onto his lap.

“Shit!” Dracana yelped, closing her eyes, and blushing deeply. When she opened her eyes again, they had returned to their normal crimson.

“What does lilac mean?” Sesshoumaru asked.
“I'd rather not say,” Dracana replied, her cheeks turning the color of tomatoes.

“Alright,” Sesshoumaru said, rubbing his cold nose on her pale neck.

“Eep! I'm not a friggin' tissue!” Dracana said, her voice rising an octave as she tried to lean away.

“But you're warm,” Sesshoumaru said, holding her fast to his chest.

“And I'd rather stay warm!” Dracana squealed, trying to twist away from him.

“Aww! You two are so cute!” Jaken said, smiling at Sesshoumaru and Dracana. Both turned to glare at the boy.

“Crucio,” Sesshoumaru said, pointing his blackwood wand at the annoyance. Jaken fell to the floor, screaming, and writhing in pain from the Unforgivable Curse placed upon him by Sesshoumaru.

“Sesshoumaru!” Dracana whined, covering her ears. Sesshoumaru lifted his wand, releasing Jaken from his torture. The little boy stayed on the floor, panting and silently crying.

“Jaken?” Kanna asked, a tear falling from her eye as she kneeled behind him and lifted his head into her lap.

“Dracana,” Sesshoumaru said, looking at the onyx-haired girl sitting on his lap.

“Yes, Sesshoumaru?” Dracana replied, turning to face him.

“I…..I think that I love you…” Sesshoumaru said quickly, looking at his lap to conceal the blush that had creeped into his porcelain cheeks.

“Oh! Um…” Dracana looked around to make sure no one was listening. “I think I love you, too.”

Dracana blushed a deep rose color when she admitted her feelings for the silver-haired hottie. Sesshoumaru looked up, and smiled, the blush fading from his pale face. He placed a delicate hand on her cheek, and slowly moved closer to kiss her. Dracana closed her eyes as Sesshoumaru's beautiful lips touched hers.

“Why aren't you ever that soft with us?” Kagura demanded, smacking Naraku with the back of her hand.

“I was, before!” Naraku defended himself. “But you said that you liked more forceful men!”

“Oh, yeah…” Kagura said, looking at Yura, who was smiling at Kanna and Jaken on the floor.

“She loves him,” Yura said, turning to Kagura.

“Who?” Kagura asked, obviously clueless.

“Kanna,” Yura said, pointing to the two small people on the floor.

“Uh, hello?” Naraku said, looking at the two women on his lap.

“What?” Kagura and Yura asked, turning to face him at the same time.

“Can I get some warmth, please?” Naraku asked. The two girls smiled, and dove into Naraku's stomach, giggling.

Sesshoumaru and Dracana were still kissing, Dracana weaving her fingers through his beautiful, silver locks, and Sesshoumaru feeling up her back.

Kanna was rocking Jaken back and forth in her lap, singing softly.

 

In Voldina's Carriage:

“Get your hand off my ass, pervert!” Kagome and Voldina screamed in unison, both of them slamming their fists into the crown of Miroku's skull.

“It was worth it,” Miroku said to Draconus, who had been kissing Sango.

“You're such a pervert, Miroku,” Draconus said, turning back to Sango. “It may get you killed one day…”

“Hasn't killed me yet!” Miroku said proudly, fondling Voldina's butt.

“Pervert!” Voldina screamed, aiming a fist at his groin.

“Ah! Uh, uhn!” Miroku said, grabbing her wrist. “No damaging the jewels!”

“Why not?” Voldina asked, her voice a low growl.

“Because then, I wouldn't be me,” Miroku explained, his voice growing husky as he moved closer to her.

“Don't you try anything, pervert…” Voldina warned, not really meaning it.

“You mean like this?” Miroku asked, placing a hand on her pale cheek, and placing his lips over hers.

“Yes, like that,” Voldina said when he finally moved away. She waited a moment, then pounced on Miroku, and kissed him, her body pinning his to the floor.

“Whoah….” Kagome said. “Never expected that to happen.”

“Me neither,” Sango agreed.

“Nor me,” Draconus said, wrapping an arm around Sango's waist as the two of them watched his cousin and his perverted best friend snog on the carriage floor. “That's weird, to see Voldina snog someone.”

Draconus shuddered, and buried his face in Sango's rather large bosom.

 

 

Alright, I know, short, but it's good, right? Please R&R!