InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Final Battle ❯ ...Because That's What Friends Do ( Chapter 15 )
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By: Kapt. Nemo 
Is friendship enough? ...yeah, I'm really blanking on this chapter summary.
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Adventure / Action | Type: Crossover | Uploaded On: 02.09.2006 | Updated On: 02.09.2006 | Pages: 4 | Words: 2.8K | Visits: 900 | Status: Completed
Is friendship enough? ...yeah, I'm really blanking on this chapter summary.
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Adventure / Action | Type: Crossover | Uploaded On: 02.09.2006 | Updated On: 02.09.2006 | Pages: 4 | Words: 2.8K | Visits: 900 | Status: Completed
DISCLAIMER: Aww, do I hafta?
RECAP: They panted, trying to catch their breath, hands still interlocked. Kagome looked down, noticing this, and tried to pull her hand away in embarrassment.
Only, Harry wouldn’t let go.
“Kagome, I’m in love with you!”
And before she knew it, Kagome was being kissed.
Chapter 15
The school was abuzz with unanswered questions. News of a sudden lock-down had all students in their respective common rooms, with the heads of each house there to take roll call. Hagrid was subbing for Professor McGonagall’s place in the Gryffindor Common Room in light of her newly acquired position, and was at the moment, barking out the names of each student in his resonant boom of a voice.
For the time being, Hermione had discarded all hopes of getting any studying done, and Ron had temporarily forgiven Hermione for giving him liver spots at such a young age. “Oy, Hermione...have you seen where Harry went?” Ron said, looking around the room. “I haven’t seen him since we were at the Dining Hall.”
“Me neither,” Hermione said, rubbing her temples. “I think Mr. A might have caught him just before news of the lock-down spread...I overheard him speaking with Hagrid, and Hagrid left his name out of the roll call. Kagome’s and Inu-Yasha’s, too.”
“This can’t be good,” Ron said, scratching a wart on his cheek thoughtfully. “It’s bound to be some business with the portal. I wonder if maybe that Kouga guy really was all bark and no bite...”
“HeyguyshaveyouseenHarryanywhereordoesth elockdownhavesomethingtodowithhim?” Ginny seemed to pop out of nowhere, her head making jerky movements with each word she spoke.
“Er, no...we were just talking about that, actually.”
“Kagome’s not here, either. But she’s probably with Inu-Yasha...”
“Oy, Ron! ‘Ermione!” Hagrid’s attempt at a whisper failed miserably, as everyone turned to look at him gesturing to the oddly haggard pair. (Ron delicately ignored the jeers about his current facial condition, giving Seamus and Dean only the slightest of Wedgie-Hexes.) “I think you two moit want ter come wit’ me.”
Ron and Hermione got up, following Hagrid out the door, who motioned for Ginny to follow him. “Neville, you keep an eye out ‘ere, be roit back!” He said, shutting the painting/door behind him. “Now, I don’t know exack-ly wass goin’ on, but ye’ll ‘ave better luck askin’ Mr. A. Not supposed ter let you wander ‘bout the school alone, but I can’t exack-ly leave Neville alone wit’ all the Gryffindors by himself. So best we move quickly, eh?”
It was all the Ron and Hermione could do to keep up with the five-feet strides Hagrid was taking, and the ten-steps-per-second pace of the intensely over-caffeinated Sixth Year in the lead.
They were nearly upon Mr. A’s office, when they bumped into the man himself, alongside a rather bored-looking hanyou. “Ah, thanks Hagrid, I’ll take it from here.”
Hagrid nodded, and bounded off back in the direction of the common room.
Mr. A turned, facing the three students and the half demon. “Now, I don’t have much time to explain, because Inu-Yasha and I need to be on our way, but Kouga and the Aurors who have been guarding the Portal have been attacked by a large amount of youkai, from middle- to upper-level demons on both sides. Some of the Aurors are dead, the rest, along with Kouga, are fighting to keep them back.” Hermione and Ginny gasped.
Inu-Yasha, now freed of his Hogwarts disguise, looked at them, brow-raised. “If you’re worried about fang-face, don’t be. It’d take a lot more than just a bunch of cats and bugs to put down that stubborn ass.”
“Right.” Mr. A breathed. “Anyway, we knew this could happen sooner or later. It’s just sooner than later...but it’s not as if we haven’t prepared. It won’t be long before another group of demons is headed in the direction of the Ministry, and still more for Hogwarts, no doubt.” Ron’s wrinkled face drooped even more, leading Inu-Yasha to pause, wondering if Kagome’s last “Osuwari” had made him fall asleep for yet another half-century.
“I’ve asked Inu-Yasha to go to the portal to help Kouga and the Aurors fend off the demons. He’s our only hope, right now. As for you three, I need you in my office...mainly to make sure that Kagome doesn’t try anything dumb once she figures out Inu-Yasha has gone out to hold the fort.” Inu-Yasha rolled his eyes. “But we gotta get going, so you stay in my office! That’s the safest place for you to be!”
He began to stride away, but not before Inu-Yasha stopped in front of Hermione, taking his school jacket off. “Here,” he said gruffly, pulling his red fire-rat haori out from underneath his clothes. “Give this to Kagome. Tell her I’ll be back for it when I’m done.”
And with that, he and Mr. A bolted out the doors of Hogwarts.
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It was a strange sensation. The moment seemed to have ended before it had even begun, the warmth, the softness of his lips fluttering ever-so-briefly against her own. She didn’t even have time to think about it, no time to back away, no time for just a “No, thank you,” or a “I’m sorry.”
So why then, did the next few seconds feel like they could run around eternity and back again?
Her hands tingled in his own, as he looked into her face, her eyes turned shyly down to the floor. No one spoke. The agonizing silence seemed to stretch his heart out to the very limits, and the butterflies in his stomach seemed to be flying with the force of an F18.
He could stand the silence no more.
“...I’m sorry! Um...would you...say something?!” He blurted, still gripping her hand.
“...irst kiss...” Kagome mumbled faintly.
Harry frowned. “What? Didn’t quite catch that...could say that again?”
Kagome cleared her throat, pulling her hand away gently. “That was, um...my first kiss...”
Harry looked at her dumbly. Then, his face erupted in a brilliantly pink blush. “Oh, blimey...I’m...I’m sorry...”
Kagome’s face glowed even redder than Harry’s. “Ah, that’s...okay...”
Harry turned away self-consciously. His face scrunched up, fighting an inner battle with himself. Finally, he turned around again. “No, actually, I’m not sorry.” Boldly, he reached for Kagome’s face, and pulled her into another kiss, this one quite different from the one before. He cupped her cheek, closing his eyes and running one hand through her long, raven hair. He poured his entire heart in this kiss, a kiss of release from all the emotions he had been harboring for this girl from the first day he had seen her on the train. The respect for her after hearing her story. The common ground he found with her after seeing her cry. The need to protect her while watching her blood dribble through the cracks of the stone floor at Hogsmeade. The happiness he felt with every smile she put on his face.
Kagome’s eyes went wide, her heart racing. ‘No...’ she thought, panicking inwardly. ‘No...this isn’t...Harry’s my friend. I want...I want...Inu-Yasha...” Gently, but firmly, she pushed on Harry’s chest, lowering her face in shame.
Harry groaned, his hands slipping down to her shoulders, which drooped sadly. “Kagome...?”
She whipped around, tears gathering in her eyes. “I’m sorry!” She whispered, breathing deeply. Harry was at a loss for words. “I’m so sorry, Harry...I never meant to, I mean...I didn’t ever think you...” She sniffled.
Harry sighed, and looked around him for a tissue. Spotting one on Mr. A’s desk, he reached for one and handed it to Kagome from over her shoulder. Gingerly, she accepted it.
“It’s just that...oh, Harry. I’m so flattered, truly I am! But...I can’t. My heart...Inu-Yasha...”
Harry huffed, finally breaking his own silence. “Inu-Yasha this, Inu-Yasha that!” He stormed around, facing her. “Why? Why him? Wasn’t he the one who caused you so much pain? Isn’t he the reason why you get so upset? We never fight, Kagome! Why him and not me?!” He was yelling now, not at Kagome, but out of frustration cultivated through the past few months.
Kagome sighed, blowing her nose. “Harry, I–“
The door burst open suddenly, as Ron, Hermione, and Ginny came stumbling into the office.
“Woah...are we interrupting something?” Ron said, noting Harry’s advanced position on a tearful Kagome.
Kagome hastily wiped her eyes. “Um, no, not at all Ron...what happened to your face?” She said, unintentionally changing the subject.
Ron frowned curiously, and touched his cheek. “Oh! That.” He growled, tossing a meaningful glare in Hermione’s direction. “Yeah. SOMEONE decided to act just as heinous as she looks...”
Like a boomerang, Hermione returned Ron’s glare right back at him with twice the venom. “I can show the rest of your body just how heinous I can be, if that suits you, Ron.” Ron rolled his eyes, grumbling under his breath. “Besides, I can’t believe you actually forgot you looked like that.”
“Would that I could forget you looked like...you!” Ron said, sticking his tongue out from a set of yellowed teeth that revealed themselves behind thin, papery lips.
“Oooh!” Hermione said, looking away. She turned her attention to Kagome, who was quite obviously avoiding Harry’s eyes. “Kagome, is everything alright?”
Kagome looked at Hermione, an overly bright cheer in her voice. “What, me? Oh, I’m fine!” She said, plopping wearily onto the couch. “Now, tell me what you know about this lock-down. How’s Kouga? Is he alright? How bad is it?”
Ginny finally quit toying antsily with an enchanted Rubix cube and made her presence known.
“Mr.AsaidthatsomeoftheAurorshavebeenkilledinthea ttackandthatKougaisdoinghisbesttofendthemoffandthey’resendingmoreAuro rsontheway.”
Kagome frowned, worry lining her brow. “Kouga-kun...” She thought for a moment, and then, as if making up her mind, resolutely stood up. “Alright. Where’s Inu-Yasha?”
The other three exchanged uneasy looks. Kagome looked at each one of them expectantly. “Well?”
Ron cleared his throat. “He, ah–-um, he...he’s with Hagrid.”
Kagome arched her eyebrow. “Well, then I’m going to go see him.”
“Noyoumusn’tbecauseMr.Asaidyouneededt obekeptsafeinhisoffice!” Ginny said, stepping in front of her, her height working to her advantage as she fairly towered above the shorter girl.
“That doesn’t make any sense. Hogwarts is perfectly safe. This office is no different from any other room.” She said, sidestepping Ginny, only to smack into Ron’s chest.
“But, Mr. A said so! The whole school’s in a lock-down...Inu-Yasha will be coming down here before you know it. He said so, himself!”
Kagome glared at him. “Well, then I’ll just meet him halfway!” She moved to step behind Ron, who stepped along with her, not allowing her to pass. She tried the other way, and he repeated. Then, after faking moving one way, she quickly whirled around behind him, only this time to smack into Harry’s chest, which has moved to further block her from the exit after her little dance with Ron. Kagome huffed, getting angry. “What now?”
Harry looked at her with intensity in his gaze. “Why can’t you just stay her, Kagome? With us?” ‘With me?’ Harry asked, his bright green eyes wilting slightly.
Kagome’s shoulders relaxed, compassionate sorrow filling her own set of blue. “Because that’s what friends do, Harry. I have to see him.” She put a tender hand on his shoulder, and gently moved him aside. And there, she met Hermione. Kagome sighed, ruefully chuckling. “Do you want to stop me, too?”
Hermione shook her head, and looked at Kagome. She spoke quietly. “You knew Inu-Yasha would be sent to help Kouga and the Aurors fight the demons?”
Kagome looked at her for a moment, and nodded. “I wouldn’t have expected anything less from him.”
Ron looked at her. “Then how come you’re so calm about the whole thing?”
Kagome turned around, bestowing the group with a fearless, energetic smile, that conveyed to them all the true meaning of faith and bravery. “Because Inu-Yasha never loses! He’s too proud for that.” She laughed mischievously. “And he’s not fighting alone.” She turned for the door.
“Wait!” Hermione called. Kagome halted at the door, turning around expectantly. Hermione pulled the red haori out from underneath her jacket. “He told me to give you this. He said he’d be back for it when he was finished.”
Kagome took the crimson covering, and held it to her chest. “Then I guess I’d better go return it to him.” She looked around at her friends. “Well? Are you gonna try and stop me?”
A pregnant pause filled the room. It was Harry who finally spoke.
“No. We’re coming with you.”
There was a rustling in the corner, and four of them turned to see Ginny wrestling with the contents of a wooden trunk.
“Ifiguredwe’dneedsomearmamentsfordefensein thefaceofrealdemonssopickouttheonesthatsuityoubestandthenwecanbeofftoHogsme ade!”
Ron blinked wearily. “Ginny, you really need to get help for that.” He ran a tired hand over his withered face as he grabbed a pair of numchucks. “And Hermione, will you pleasesomething about this?!” He said, pointing to his overgrown eyebrows.
After a compliant flash of a wand, the five of them quickly gathered their cloaks, brooms, and weapons, and tore down the hallway to the passageway that led to Honeydukes. As Ron, Hermione, and Ginny went ahead down the small entry, Kagome stopped Harry’s hand.
“Harry, I–“
Harry quickly shushed her, putting a finger to her lips. “I’m not giving up yet, Kagome. I meant what said. But that can wait...for now, I’m going to settle for being a good friend, and a strong ally in the face of battle.”
Kagome’s eyes sparkled, and she smiled. “Why are you always so good to me?”
Harry gave a smile of his own, as he playfully shoved her down the entry. “Because that’s what friends do.”
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Yeaaah, this is a shortie. But I felt it would be a good place for me to end it! Let me know what you think–is it too cheesy? I tried to make it as realistic as possible...btw, by now, I’m pretty sure this’ll end up an Inu/Kag fic (as was planned since the beginning), but let me know if you have your heart set on HP/Kags, HP/IY, or whatever! It probably won’t change a thing, but I love hearing odd pairing suggestions. (But I am a fan of Gin/HP, seeing as my sister reminds me a LOT of Ginny, whom I believe to be a sweet, funny girl, and not the slut other people tend to give to her character. I love her comedy; she’s hilarious.) Thanks for sticking with me this far! –Kapitan Nemo :D
RECAP: They panted, trying to catch their breath, hands still interlocked. Kagome looked down, noticing this, and tried to pull her hand away in embarrassment.
Only, Harry wouldn’t let go.
“Kagome, I’m in love with you!”
And before she knew it, Kagome was being kissed.
Chapter 15
The school was abuzz with unanswered questions. News of a sudden lock-down had all students in their respective common rooms, with the heads of each house there to take roll call. Hagrid was subbing for Professor McGonagall’s place in the Gryffindor Common Room in light of her newly acquired position, and was at the moment, barking out the names of each student in his resonant boom of a voice.
For the time being, Hermione had discarded all hopes of getting any studying done, and Ron had temporarily forgiven Hermione for giving him liver spots at such a young age. “Oy, Hermione...have you seen where Harry went?” Ron said, looking around the room. “I haven’t seen him since we were at the Dining Hall.”
“Me neither,” Hermione said, rubbing her temples. “I think Mr. A might have caught him just before news of the lock-down spread...I overheard him speaking with Hagrid, and Hagrid left his name out of the roll call. Kagome’s and Inu-Yasha’s, too.”
“This can’t be good,” Ron said, scratching a wart on his cheek thoughtfully. “It’s bound to be some business with the portal. I wonder if maybe that Kouga guy really was all bark and no bite...”
“HeyguyshaveyouseenHarryanywhereordoesth elockdownhavesomethingtodowithhim?” Ginny seemed to pop out of nowhere, her head making jerky movements with each word she spoke.
“Er, no...we were just talking about that, actually.”
“Kagome’s not here, either. But she’s probably with Inu-Yasha...”
“Oy, Ron! ‘Ermione!” Hagrid’s attempt at a whisper failed miserably, as everyone turned to look at him gesturing to the oddly haggard pair. (Ron delicately ignored the jeers about his current facial condition, giving Seamus and Dean only the slightest of Wedgie-Hexes.) “I think you two moit want ter come wit’ me.”
Ron and Hermione got up, following Hagrid out the door, who motioned for Ginny to follow him. “Neville, you keep an eye out ‘ere, be roit back!” He said, shutting the painting/door behind him. “Now, I don’t know exack-ly wass goin’ on, but ye’ll ‘ave better luck askin’ Mr. A. Not supposed ter let you wander ‘bout the school alone, but I can’t exack-ly leave Neville alone wit’ all the Gryffindors by himself. So best we move quickly, eh?”
It was all the Ron and Hermione could do to keep up with the five-feet strides Hagrid was taking, and the ten-steps-per-second pace of the intensely over-caffeinated Sixth Year in the lead.
They were nearly upon Mr. A’s office, when they bumped into the man himself, alongside a rather bored-looking hanyou. “Ah, thanks Hagrid, I’ll take it from here.”
Hagrid nodded, and bounded off back in the direction of the common room.
Mr. A turned, facing the three students and the half demon. “Now, I don’t have much time to explain, because Inu-Yasha and I need to be on our way, but Kouga and the Aurors who have been guarding the Portal have been attacked by a large amount of youkai, from middle- to upper-level demons on both sides. Some of the Aurors are dead, the rest, along with Kouga, are fighting to keep them back.” Hermione and Ginny gasped.
Inu-Yasha, now freed of his Hogwarts disguise, looked at them, brow-raised. “If you’re worried about fang-face, don’t be. It’d take a lot more than just a bunch of cats and bugs to put down that stubborn ass.”
“Right.” Mr. A breathed. “Anyway, we knew this could happen sooner or later. It’s just sooner than later...but it’s not as if we haven’t prepared. It won’t be long before another group of demons is headed in the direction of the Ministry, and still more for Hogwarts, no doubt.” Ron’s wrinkled face drooped even more, leading Inu-Yasha to pause, wondering if Kagome’s last “Osuwari” had made him fall asleep for yet another half-century.
“I’ve asked Inu-Yasha to go to the portal to help Kouga and the Aurors fend off the demons. He’s our only hope, right now. As for you three, I need you in my office...mainly to make sure that Kagome doesn’t try anything dumb once she figures out Inu-Yasha has gone out to hold the fort.” Inu-Yasha rolled his eyes. “But we gotta get going, so you stay in my office! That’s the safest place for you to be!”
He began to stride away, but not before Inu-Yasha stopped in front of Hermione, taking his school jacket off. “Here,” he said gruffly, pulling his red fire-rat haori out from underneath his clothes. “Give this to Kagome. Tell her I’ll be back for it when I’m done.”
And with that, he and Mr. A bolted out the doors of Hogwarts.
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It was a strange sensation. The moment seemed to have ended before it had even begun, the warmth, the softness of his lips fluttering ever-so-briefly against her own. She didn’t even have time to think about it, no time to back away, no time for just a “No, thank you,” or a “I’m sorry.”
So why then, did the next few seconds feel like they could run around eternity and back again?
Her hands tingled in his own, as he looked into her face, her eyes turned shyly down to the floor. No one spoke. The agonizing silence seemed to stretch his heart out to the very limits, and the butterflies in his stomach seemed to be flying with the force of an F18.
He could stand the silence no more.
“...I’m sorry! Um...would you...say something?!” He blurted, still gripping her hand.
“...irst kiss...” Kagome mumbled faintly.
Harry frowned. “What? Didn’t quite catch that...could say that again?”
Kagome cleared her throat, pulling her hand away gently. “That was, um...my first kiss...”
Harry looked at her dumbly. Then, his face erupted in a brilliantly pink blush. “Oh, blimey...I’m...I’m sorry...”
Kagome’s face glowed even redder than Harry’s. “Ah, that’s...okay...”
Harry turned away self-consciously. His face scrunched up, fighting an inner battle with himself. Finally, he turned around again. “No, actually, I’m not sorry.” Boldly, he reached for Kagome’s face, and pulled her into another kiss, this one quite different from the one before. He cupped her cheek, closing his eyes and running one hand through her long, raven hair. He poured his entire heart in this kiss, a kiss of release from all the emotions he had been harboring for this girl from the first day he had seen her on the train. The respect for her after hearing her story. The common ground he found with her after seeing her cry. The need to protect her while watching her blood dribble through the cracks of the stone floor at Hogsmeade. The happiness he felt with every smile she put on his face.
Kagome’s eyes went wide, her heart racing. ‘No...’ she thought, panicking inwardly. ‘No...this isn’t...Harry’s my friend. I want...I want...Inu-Yasha...” Gently, but firmly, she pushed on Harry’s chest, lowering her face in shame.
Harry groaned, his hands slipping down to her shoulders, which drooped sadly. “Kagome...?”
She whipped around, tears gathering in her eyes. “I’m sorry!” She whispered, breathing deeply. Harry was at a loss for words. “I’m so sorry, Harry...I never meant to, I mean...I didn’t ever think you...” She sniffled.
Harry sighed, and looked around him for a tissue. Spotting one on Mr. A’s desk, he reached for one and handed it to Kagome from over her shoulder. Gingerly, she accepted it.
“It’s just that...oh, Harry. I’m so flattered, truly I am! But...I can’t. My heart...Inu-Yasha...”
Harry huffed, finally breaking his own silence. “Inu-Yasha this, Inu-Yasha that!” He stormed around, facing her. “Why? Why him? Wasn’t he the one who caused you so much pain? Isn’t he the reason why you get so upset? We never fight, Kagome! Why him and not me?!” He was yelling now, not at Kagome, but out of frustration cultivated through the past few months.
Kagome sighed, blowing her nose. “Harry, I–“
The door burst open suddenly, as Ron, Hermione, and Ginny came stumbling into the office.
“Woah...are we interrupting something?” Ron said, noting Harry’s advanced position on a tearful Kagome.
Kagome hastily wiped her eyes. “Um, no, not at all Ron...what happened to your face?” She said, unintentionally changing the subject.
Ron frowned curiously, and touched his cheek. “Oh! That.” He growled, tossing a meaningful glare in Hermione’s direction. “Yeah. SOMEONE decided to act just as heinous as she looks...”
Like a boomerang, Hermione returned Ron’s glare right back at him with twice the venom. “I can show the rest of your body just how heinous I can be, if that suits you, Ron.” Ron rolled his eyes, grumbling under his breath. “Besides, I can’t believe you actually forgot you looked like that.”
“Would that I could forget you looked like...you!” Ron said, sticking his tongue out from a set of yellowed teeth that revealed themselves behind thin, papery lips.
“Oooh!” Hermione said, looking away. She turned her attention to Kagome, who was quite obviously avoiding Harry’s eyes. “Kagome, is everything alright?”
Kagome looked at Hermione, an overly bright cheer in her voice. “What, me? Oh, I’m fine!” She said, plopping wearily onto the couch. “Now, tell me what you know about this lock-down. How’s Kouga? Is he alright? How bad is it?”
Ginny finally quit toying antsily with an enchanted Rubix cube and made her presence known.
“Mr.AsaidthatsomeoftheAurorshavebeenkilledinthea ttackandthatKougaisdoinghisbesttofendthemoffandthey’resendingmoreAuro rsontheway.”
Kagome frowned, worry lining her brow. “Kouga-kun...” She thought for a moment, and then, as if making up her mind, resolutely stood up. “Alright. Where’s Inu-Yasha?”
The other three exchanged uneasy looks. Kagome looked at each one of them expectantly. “Well?”
Ron cleared his throat. “He, ah–-um, he...he’s with Hagrid.”
Kagome arched her eyebrow. “Well, then I’m going to go see him.”
“Noyoumusn’tbecauseMr.Asaidyouneededt obekeptsafeinhisoffice!” Ginny said, stepping in front of her, her height working to her advantage as she fairly towered above the shorter girl.
“That doesn’t make any sense. Hogwarts is perfectly safe. This office is no different from any other room.” She said, sidestepping Ginny, only to smack into Ron’s chest.
“But, Mr. A said so! The whole school’s in a lock-down...Inu-Yasha will be coming down here before you know it. He said so, himself!”
Kagome glared at him. “Well, then I’ll just meet him halfway!” She moved to step behind Ron, who stepped along with her, not allowing her to pass. She tried the other way, and he repeated. Then, after faking moving one way, she quickly whirled around behind him, only this time to smack into Harry’s chest, which has moved to further block her from the exit after her little dance with Ron. Kagome huffed, getting angry. “What now?”
Harry looked at her with intensity in his gaze. “Why can’t you just stay her, Kagome? With us?” ‘With me?’ Harry asked, his bright green eyes wilting slightly.
Kagome’s shoulders relaxed, compassionate sorrow filling her own set of blue. “Because that’s what friends do, Harry. I have to see him.” She put a tender hand on his shoulder, and gently moved him aside. And there, she met Hermione. Kagome sighed, ruefully chuckling. “Do you want to stop me, too?”
Hermione shook her head, and looked at Kagome. She spoke quietly. “You knew Inu-Yasha would be sent to help Kouga and the Aurors fight the demons?”
Kagome looked at her for a moment, and nodded. “I wouldn’t have expected anything less from him.”
Ron looked at her. “Then how come you’re so calm about the whole thing?”
Kagome turned around, bestowing the group with a fearless, energetic smile, that conveyed to them all the true meaning of faith and bravery. “Because Inu-Yasha never loses! He’s too proud for that.” She laughed mischievously. “And he’s not fighting alone.” She turned for the door.
“Wait!” Hermione called. Kagome halted at the door, turning around expectantly. Hermione pulled the red haori out from underneath her jacket. “He told me to give you this. He said he’d be back for it when he was finished.”
Kagome took the crimson covering, and held it to her chest. “Then I guess I’d better go return it to him.” She looked around at her friends. “Well? Are you gonna try and stop me?”
A pregnant pause filled the room. It was Harry who finally spoke.
“No. We’re coming with you.”
There was a rustling in the corner, and four of them turned to see Ginny wrestling with the contents of a wooden trunk.
“Ifiguredwe’dneedsomearmamentsfordefensein thefaceofrealdemonssopickouttheonesthatsuityoubestandthenwecanbeofftoHogsme ade!”
Ron blinked wearily. “Ginny, you really need to get help for that.” He ran a tired hand over his withered face as he grabbed a pair of numchucks. “And Hermione, will you pleasesomething about this?!” He said, pointing to his overgrown eyebrows.
After a compliant flash of a wand, the five of them quickly gathered their cloaks, brooms, and weapons, and tore down the hallway to the passageway that led to Honeydukes. As Ron, Hermione, and Ginny went ahead down the small entry, Kagome stopped Harry’s hand.
“Harry, I–“
Harry quickly shushed her, putting a finger to her lips. “I’m not giving up yet, Kagome. I meant what said. But that can wait...for now, I’m going to settle for being a good friend, and a strong ally in the face of battle.”
Kagome’s eyes sparkled, and she smiled. “Why are you always so good to me?”
Harry gave a smile of his own, as he playfully shoved her down the entry. “Because that’s what friends do.”
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Yeaaah, this is a shortie. But I felt it would be a good place for me to end it! Let me know what you think–is it too cheesy? I tried to make it as realistic as possible...btw, by now, I’m pretty sure this’ll end up an Inu/Kag fic (as was planned since the beginning), but let me know if you have your heart set on HP/Kags, HP/IY, or whatever! It probably won’t change a thing, but I love hearing odd pairing suggestions. (But I am a fan of Gin/HP, seeing as my sister reminds me a LOT of Ginny, whom I believe to be a sweet, funny girl, and not the slut other people tend to give to her character. I love her comedy; she’s hilarious.) Thanks for sticking with me this far! –Kapitan Nemo :D