Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction / InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ First Year ❯ Owls Delivering Mail ( Prologue )
[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]
IMPORTANT!!! You must be all wondering why my fic sounds like dragonruler212's, because it
is. She wanted me to take over, so here I am. I am new to FF.Net, and this is my first fic, so
please don't get mad if it is horrible.
Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha, Yu Yu Hakusho, and Harry Potter
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Owls Delivering Mail
~Kagome's POV~
As I listened to my grandpa's voice, I mimicked his moves and voice behind his back.
Kagome you have to learn this, you have to know that. Who is he kidding? His boring voice and
the hot, blazing sun is enough to put anyone to sleep. Wanna know something, I think my eyes
are seeing things. Maybe I am finally losing it after ten years with my superstitious grandpa. Who
ever heard of owls flying under the hot sun in the afternoon?
I should call Sango before I send myself to the hospital for seeing things that are not
possible. "Mom!" I screeched at the top of my voice. "I am taking a permeant trip to the mental
disability hospital! I'm losing it! I think there is a scrawny owl with silver feathers knocking on
the widow! Also, if my friends called, tell them I love them!" Okay, so I overdid it.
"Kagome, are you okay?" asked my mother worriedly.
"No, I am seeing and hearing things." I stated in a monotone voice. "I see an owl carrying
a large parcel, knocking its beak off on the window."
"Why didn't you open the widow?" asked my mom as she opened it for the owl. Well,
then that proves that I am not losing it. Maybe my mom is losing it, or why else would she open a
widow for a owl? Okay, I am usually not this mean, but I am in a bad mood today. Usually.
***
~Sesshoumaru's POV~
Why does father have to make such a big deal about attending Hogwarts? According to
what I know, it's just like any other school. To add to that, I am stuck babysitting Inuyasha. This
is totally strange, because I am only a few months older then him. "Quite crying." I bellowed
through the corridor.
"W-why a-are y-you s-so m-mean?" asked Inuyasha with a tear stained face. "I am joining
a hocus pocus school, where there is no Kikyou! Wah!" I covered my ears tightly and swiftly
turned into my room and bolted the door. Why do I have to be related to him? Because father had
to make a stupid mistake and rut with a muggle behind my mother's back.
"Wah!" came the anguished cry of Inuyasha. I dove under my covers and tried my best to
block out the sound, but to no avail. One of these days, I am going to get thicker walls. "Wah!"
Maybe Inuyasha was be so anguished that he would commit suicide. That would surely
brighten up my day. We have a swimming pool in the back, maybe he could just place himself in
the water and suffocate himself.
***
~Sango's POV~
"Sango! I can't believe it!" screeched my mother. "We have a witch in the family. I am so
happy!" For some reason, the idea of attending a witchcraft school does not appeal to me. What
am I going to tell Kagome? Um, hey Kagome, did I mention the fact I am a witch, and that I will
start learning spells starting September first?
I so want to crack my head on the wall. It does look enticing. I wonder where you go after
you die. Maybe I will be able to test out my theory. "Ah." I sighed as I snatched up the phone and
then dropped it again. I just remembered, I can't tell people who are not witches or wizards.
School hasn't even started, and they're teaching us to lie to our best friends. Why
couldn't I be a normal girl? If Kagome was going, I would be glad to go. It sounds exciting, but
what if the people there are old, and have warts?
***
~Kurama's POV~
I know I am different, but attending Hogwarts? A wizard no less? I thought I was just a
demon with a past life that I still remember. You wouldn't believe how shocked I was when an
owl started chasing me, and I thought the girls who chase me are bad. I finally stopped running
when the owl threw something at me, that I noticed was a letter.
Well, I guess I should make the best of it. Mom already agreed that I could go, but the
question is, where do I get the supplies? I mean, they won't just pop out of nowhere, will they?
The list mentioned something about London and the Leaky Cauldron. Were going to leave for
London tomorrow and get my supplies. Maybe I might just fit into this new school and actually
make some real friends. Other then the girls who are always after me.
***
~Author's POV~
So Kagome after reading the letter, and receiving a quick heart attack, prepared to leave
for London like the rest of the students. You wouldn't imagine how pleased grandpa Higurashi
was. He even gave Kagome his favorite mummified monster hand, which Kagome promptly
tossed it to Buyo. With Grandpa screaming "That's an antique!"
What the students don't know is that at their new school, they will be learning more than
they bargained for. Maybe even find some hidden memories, that were meant to remain hidden.
They might even save a lot of lives. What you can be sure of, is that their lives will never be the
same again.
***
Please review! This is my first fic, and I would like to know what you think. I accept constructive
criticism, and even flames, if they have a good reason.
is. She wanted me to take over, so here I am. I am new to FF.Net, and this is my first fic, so
please don't get mad if it is horrible.
Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha, Yu Yu Hakusho, and Harry Potter
***
Owls Delivering Mail
~Kagome's POV~
As I listened to my grandpa's voice, I mimicked his moves and voice behind his back.
Kagome you have to learn this, you have to know that. Who is he kidding? His boring voice and
the hot, blazing sun is enough to put anyone to sleep. Wanna know something, I think my eyes
are seeing things. Maybe I am finally losing it after ten years with my superstitious grandpa. Who
ever heard of owls flying under the hot sun in the afternoon?
I should call Sango before I send myself to the hospital for seeing things that are not
possible. "Mom!" I screeched at the top of my voice. "I am taking a permeant trip to the mental
disability hospital! I'm losing it! I think there is a scrawny owl with silver feathers knocking on
the widow! Also, if my friends called, tell them I love them!" Okay, so I overdid it.
"Kagome, are you okay?" asked my mother worriedly.
"No, I am seeing and hearing things." I stated in a monotone voice. "I see an owl carrying
a large parcel, knocking its beak off on the window."
"Why didn't you open the widow?" asked my mom as she opened it for the owl. Well,
then that proves that I am not losing it. Maybe my mom is losing it, or why else would she open a
widow for a owl? Okay, I am usually not this mean, but I am in a bad mood today. Usually.
***
~Sesshoumaru's POV~
Why does father have to make such a big deal about attending Hogwarts? According to
what I know, it's just like any other school. To add to that, I am stuck babysitting Inuyasha. This
is totally strange, because I am only a few months older then him. "Quite crying." I bellowed
through the corridor.
"W-why a-are y-you s-so m-mean?" asked Inuyasha with a tear stained face. "I am joining
a hocus pocus school, where there is no Kikyou! Wah!" I covered my ears tightly and swiftly
turned into my room and bolted the door. Why do I have to be related to him? Because father had
to make a stupid mistake and rut with a muggle behind my mother's back.
"Wah!" came the anguished cry of Inuyasha. I dove under my covers and tried my best to
block out the sound, but to no avail. One of these days, I am going to get thicker walls. "Wah!"
Maybe Inuyasha was be so anguished that he would commit suicide. That would surely
brighten up my day. We have a swimming pool in the back, maybe he could just place himself in
the water and suffocate himself.
***
~Sango's POV~
"Sango! I can't believe it!" screeched my mother. "We have a witch in the family. I am so
happy!" For some reason, the idea of attending a witchcraft school does not appeal to me. What
am I going to tell Kagome? Um, hey Kagome, did I mention the fact I am a witch, and that I will
start learning spells starting September first?
I so want to crack my head on the wall. It does look enticing. I wonder where you go after
you die. Maybe I will be able to test out my theory. "Ah." I sighed as I snatched up the phone and
then dropped it again. I just remembered, I can't tell people who are not witches or wizards.
School hasn't even started, and they're teaching us to lie to our best friends. Why
couldn't I be a normal girl? If Kagome was going, I would be glad to go. It sounds exciting, but
what if the people there are old, and have warts?
***
~Kurama's POV~
I know I am different, but attending Hogwarts? A wizard no less? I thought I was just a
demon with a past life that I still remember. You wouldn't believe how shocked I was when an
owl started chasing me, and I thought the girls who chase me are bad. I finally stopped running
when the owl threw something at me, that I noticed was a letter.
Well, I guess I should make the best of it. Mom already agreed that I could go, but the
question is, where do I get the supplies? I mean, they won't just pop out of nowhere, will they?
The list mentioned something about London and the Leaky Cauldron. Were going to leave for
London tomorrow and get my supplies. Maybe I might just fit into this new school and actually
make some real friends. Other then the girls who are always after me.
***
~Author's POV~
So Kagome after reading the letter, and receiving a quick heart attack, prepared to leave
for London like the rest of the students. You wouldn't imagine how pleased grandpa Higurashi
was. He even gave Kagome his favorite mummified monster hand, which Kagome promptly
tossed it to Buyo. With Grandpa screaming "That's an antique!"
What the students don't know is that at their new school, they will be learning more than
they bargained for. Maybe even find some hidden memories, that were meant to remain hidden.
They might even save a lot of lives. What you can be sure of, is that their lives will never be the
same again.
***
Please review! This is my first fic, and I would like to know what you think. I accept constructive
criticism, and even flames, if they have a good reason.