InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Potter Meets a Demon Lord ❯ Prologue ( Prologue )
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By: UntamedInsanity 
Prologue
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Crossover | Uploaded On: 03.21.2005 | Updated On: 03.25.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.1K | Visits: 374 | Status: Completed
Prologue
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Crossover | Uploaded On: 03.21.2005 | Updated On: 03.25.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.1K | Visits: 374 | Status: Completed
Disclaimer: Anything you recognize (inlcuding some elements in plot) is not mine. Don't sue, be nice.
Summary: Harry gets Flooed accidentally to the Sengoku Jidai, resulting to a meeting with the one and only demon lord Sesshoumaru. Slash in later chapters. This is a Sess/Harry fic so be warned. Flamers complaining about the pairing will be ignored but any other form of Flames shall be accepted and applied to the three step law: Take it in, process it, get rid of it.
Note to Flamers: Those who can not find the balls to state their penname shall be removed.
Potter Meets a Demon Lord: Prologue
Harry Potter stepped into the roaring green fire in the fireplace and as he shouted the word he was supposed to say in a undistrupted voice, some dust found its way into his nasal mucus membrane that made him sneeze, sending tiny particles of something you wouldn't want to know about at something like a hundred miles per hour. This as any wizard or witch know not to do while attempting to travel by the floo network. Of course, Harry Potter knew this very well since he has been familiar with various forms of trasnportaion in the Wizarding world, inlcuding by the Floo network. However, everyone knows when you've got to sneeze, you've got to sneeze.
And sneeze the golden boy of the wizarding world did. As he landed an ungracefully heap at the floor of where he assumes was not where he was supposed to be, rembering the incident with Knockturn alley, a dozen pairs of eyes surveyed the creature pitifully lying face down on the floor. Immediately, every creature in the room got on their feets and pointed every weapon immaginable at the poor boy who only made a mistake of sneezing during a Floo transportation; not that they cared anyway.
The poor creature rubbed his eyes and took his holly pheonix feather wand out of his pocket. What seemed to the armed people to be just a useless but elegant looking stick but still pretty useless unless you stabbeda very soft thing was like a lifeline the the boy. The boy then took his glasses and pointed the wand at it and muttered a small "Reparo", shocking the room inhabitants as the spectacles repaired itself.
As the boy pushed the glasses up to the bridge of his nose and stood up, dusting himslef, completely oblivious to the hundreds of deadly weapons handled by much more deadly forces pointed at him. So you can imagine the shock he got, landing on his bottom actually, as he cought sight of the weapond directed at him.
But what really got to him was not the mass of weapons that could tear him apart if he so much as flinches, but the occupants handling them. To say he was nervous was an understatement, he was near the point of a cardiac arrest! If he thought facing dementors were scary, this would turn his hair white. The occupants were vicious looking, most of them looked like animals and some half-human. It was only a few moments before Harry realized that these creatures were demons, demons snarling at him, staring at him, daring him to make a move, and pointing pointy or otherwise deadly looking objects at him. Of course, what else was he supposed to do but raise his hands above his head in surrender.
Two less dangerous looking demons escorted him without a word to what he guessed was the dungeons. Though Harry noticed they think of him as a weak human being, they were quite weary of him because of the whole repairing-the-broken-glasses incident. They took away his wand, though Harry was not really worried because he could summon his wand whenever he pleases. He just let them take it so they could drop their guard, which they didn't. It soon appeared to Harry that these were trained soldiers diciplined to be alert at all times.
Harry desperately thought of where he was and how he got here. He answered the latter by concluding that sneezing while traveling through the Floo network was not the best thing to do. He tried to look through a barred window to come up with an answer to where he was butto no avail. Seeing that his chances of escaping to somewhere safe was bleak, he decided to wait till something comes up.
It was finally midnight (or what Harry guessed was midnight) that luck finally came his way, though without his knowlege. It just happened that the guard who was assigned to keep an eye on him was an idiot. The guard, whom Harry referred to as Umbridge secretly because of a strong recemblace of the toadlike features his ex DADA teacher in the fourth year had showed up with, happened to be bored. The guard started talking to him in another language, what Harry guessed was Japanese. The guard, drawing no reaction from the boy, started twirling Harry's precious wand while taunting him. Harry figured the guard was trying to annoy him when it started talking in a haughty tone. Though Harry couldn't guess a word the toad was saying, he was getting quite fed up as his wand was carelessly flungin the air several times, almost dropping to the ground. The guard noticed this and smirked, holding the wand as if he was about to snap it, which he really wasn't though Harry certainly thought he was.
As we all recall, a provoked Harry equals a very big mess. He was only angered like this a few times before, first was when his cousin Dudley shoved him out of the way when he was in the zoo resulting in the dissapearance of a glass wall that seperated a somewhat dangerous snake from freedom. The second time was when his aunt Marge made a comment that made him blow up a champaign glass then his aunt Marge afterwards (blow up as in inflate in this case). This resulted to simillar consequences.
A blast of wind suddenly came from nowhere, blasting the heavy cell doors open, making the guard drop Harry's wand which Harry he summoned before it hit the floor. When the guard was about to alert the other guards, Harry quickly pointed the wand at the guard and said in a venemous tone "Stupefy" then all happened too quickly.
A/N: I will put up the next chapter as soon as I get a review! R&R and don't forget to enjoy!
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Summary: Harry gets Flooed accidentally to the Sengoku Jidai, resulting to a meeting with the one and only demon lord Sesshoumaru. Slash in later chapters. This is a Sess/Harry fic so be warned. Flamers complaining about the pairing will be ignored but any other form of Flames shall be accepted and applied to the three step law: Take it in, process it, get rid of it.
Note to Flamers: Those who can not find the balls to state their penname shall be removed.
Potter Meets a Demon Lord: Prologue
Harry Potter stepped into the roaring green fire in the fireplace and as he shouted the word he was supposed to say in a undistrupted voice, some dust found its way into his nasal mucus membrane that made him sneeze, sending tiny particles of something you wouldn't want to know about at something like a hundred miles per hour. This as any wizard or witch know not to do while attempting to travel by the floo network. Of course, Harry Potter knew this very well since he has been familiar with various forms of trasnportaion in the Wizarding world, inlcuding by the Floo network. However, everyone knows when you've got to sneeze, you've got to sneeze.
And sneeze the golden boy of the wizarding world did. As he landed an ungracefully heap at the floor of where he assumes was not where he was supposed to be, rembering the incident with Knockturn alley, a dozen pairs of eyes surveyed the creature pitifully lying face down on the floor. Immediately, every creature in the room got on their feets and pointed every weapon immaginable at the poor boy who only made a mistake of sneezing during a Floo transportation; not that they cared anyway.
The poor creature rubbed his eyes and took his holly pheonix feather wand out of his pocket. What seemed to the armed people to be just a useless but elegant looking stick but still pretty useless unless you stabbeda very soft thing was like a lifeline the the boy. The boy then took his glasses and pointed the wand at it and muttered a small "Reparo", shocking the room inhabitants as the spectacles repaired itself.
As the boy pushed the glasses up to the bridge of his nose and stood up, dusting himslef, completely oblivious to the hundreds of deadly weapons handled by much more deadly forces pointed at him. So you can imagine the shock he got, landing on his bottom actually, as he cought sight of the weapond directed at him.
But what really got to him was not the mass of weapons that could tear him apart if he so much as flinches, but the occupants handling them. To say he was nervous was an understatement, he was near the point of a cardiac arrest! If he thought facing dementors were scary, this would turn his hair white. The occupants were vicious looking, most of them looked like animals and some half-human. It was only a few moments before Harry realized that these creatures were demons, demons snarling at him, staring at him, daring him to make a move, and pointing pointy or otherwise deadly looking objects at him. Of course, what else was he supposed to do but raise his hands above his head in surrender.
Two less dangerous looking demons escorted him without a word to what he guessed was the dungeons. Though Harry noticed they think of him as a weak human being, they were quite weary of him because of the whole repairing-the-broken-glasses incident. They took away his wand, though Harry was not really worried because he could summon his wand whenever he pleases. He just let them take it so they could drop their guard, which they didn't. It soon appeared to Harry that these were trained soldiers diciplined to be alert at all times.
Harry desperately thought of where he was and how he got here. He answered the latter by concluding that sneezing while traveling through the Floo network was not the best thing to do. He tried to look through a barred window to come up with an answer to where he was butto no avail. Seeing that his chances of escaping to somewhere safe was bleak, he decided to wait till something comes up.
It was finally midnight (or what Harry guessed was midnight) that luck finally came his way, though without his knowlege. It just happened that the guard who was assigned to keep an eye on him was an idiot. The guard, whom Harry referred to as Umbridge secretly because of a strong recemblace of the toadlike features his ex DADA teacher in the fourth year had showed up with, happened to be bored. The guard started talking to him in another language, what Harry guessed was Japanese. The guard, drawing no reaction from the boy, started twirling Harry's precious wand while taunting him. Harry figured the guard was trying to annoy him when it started talking in a haughty tone. Though Harry couldn't guess a word the toad was saying, he was getting quite fed up as his wand was carelessly flungin the air several times, almost dropping to the ground. The guard noticed this and smirked, holding the wand as if he was about to snap it, which he really wasn't though Harry certainly thought he was.
As we all recall, a provoked Harry equals a very big mess. He was only angered like this a few times before, first was when his cousin Dudley shoved him out of the way when he was in the zoo resulting in the dissapearance of a glass wall that seperated a somewhat dangerous snake from freedom. The second time was when his aunt Marge made a comment that made him blow up a champaign glass then his aunt Marge afterwards (blow up as in inflate in this case). This resulted to simillar consequences.
A blast of wind suddenly came from nowhere, blasting the heavy cell doors open, making the guard drop Harry's wand which Harry he summoned before it hit the floor. When the guard was about to alert the other guards, Harry quickly pointed the wand at the guard and said in a venemous tone "Stupefy" then all happened too quickly.
A/N: I will put up the next chapter as soon as I get a review! R&R and don't forget to enjoy!
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