Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Harry Potter and The King of Thieves ❯ CHapter 15 ( Chapter 15 )
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By: SoarMore_FlyHigher 
Anime/Manga: Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Adventure / Fantasy / Angst | Type: Crossover | Uploaded On: 06.14.2006 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.3K | Visits: 415 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Adventure / Fantasy / Angst | Type: Crossover | Uploaded On: 06.14.2006 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.3K | Visits: 415 | Status: Work In Progress
Sorry for the wait. I haven’t been in the mood to write any thing.
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They prowled through London all morning long in search of the gray office building with tall iron gates. By noon they covered half of the city and decided to have lunch in one of its parks. The three sat at a red-brown picnic table as the blue-gray sky passed above and the giant oaks around them swayed in the wind.
“So we cover the rest of this city after a break, alright?” Botan suggested as she leapt from flower to flower, plucking them and sniffing them delicately.
“Well, how do we get in though? We haven’t come up with a plan for then, have we,” Kuwabara said. Hi and Yusuke sat at the table and looked at the sky. The three fell deafly silent as they contemplated on a good reason for seeing the prime minister.
“We could say, we are reporters for a news paper?” Botan suggested, taking a seat on the grass in front of the boys.
“We could just storm the place and threaten him.” Yusuke added his plan to the mix. Botan made a face while Kuwabara nodded in agreement.
“I like his plan better.” Both of them high-five each other and grin widely while Botan sighed.
“We can’t do that! We’d get into trouble!” Sometime later though, they were dragging the ferry girl through London, carrying out their plan of attack.
“Let go! Let go I say! Yusuke Urameshi! Kazuma Kuwabara! This is not the proper way to treat a lady! And certainly a situation like this!” People stared onto the strange Japanese heroes. The boys didn’t seem to mind one bit. They finally found the building with a new plan of action due to Botan’ pushiness. They strolled casually up to the main gates.
“My we help you?” The voice box next to the gate beeped.
“Yes, yes you can. We need to see the prime minister. We, uh, have some information on who is causing all this commotion and can help you catch some of them.” The speaker was silent for some time before it spoke again.
“Alright, come in and wait in the lobby.” Wit that, the gates opened up and they entered the grounds.
They waited patiently in the plan looking lobby of the ministry building for some time before a woman asked them to follow her.
“Please wait here. The minister will be in shortly.” (AN: Sounds like the doctors office, doesn’t it?) She left them in the room and closed the door.
The rooms walls was a rich gold color with a dark colored wooden desk near a medium sized window. A cozy fire rested in the hearth and several pictures hung around it. A rather plan, picture with no one or nothing within it’s canvas, just a plan blackish mush.
“Well, that was easy. This plan is way better than my other one,” Yusuke cheered, taking a seat at the ministers desk. He placed his feet on the desk and grinned.
“What do you think you are doing?” A short man stood by the office door tapping his foot angrily.
“We do not need any more information on these attacks. I suggest you leave.” The man, probably the minister, kicked Yusuke out of the chair and sat himself down. Botan opened her mouth to speak, but Kuwabara beat her to it.
“Listen, pip-squeak! We need to speak to the Minister of Magic, now!” The man whitened and looked at the three.
“What do you want?”
“We need some help tracking a friend and a gang of wizards.” Botan said with a pleading look in her eyes. The Prime Minister shook his head.
“I will not and cannot. I’m sorry, but this stuff in strictly-”
“Strict my ass,” Yusuke yelled, cutting him off. Yusuke sat on the floor in defiance and glared up at the others.
“I ain’t leaving till either this guys gets up the minister of magic or he comes here.” the man groaned and stood up angrily.
“You cannot stay here! Go away or I’ll call the police!” He turned red in the face and glared at them.
“Ahem,” a voice cleared its throat from somewhere in the room. The minister dropped his jaw in disbelief and looked up to where the empty photo hung. There was now a head in the frame looking from one to another, scaring the rekai tentai a bit.
“The minister of Magic would like a word with you.” At that, the head sort of walked off and the fire in the fire place turned an emerald green.
“What the..?” Then, a tall raggy man in a bluish green robe popped out, covered in soot. He dusted himself off and coughed a few times.
“Ah, so you have already arrived. Good.” He walked to the desk and looked down at Yusuke, smiling.
“The names Rufus Scrimegus. Ah, so you must be Botan, hm? Koenma told me he was one of his favorites.” Botan blushed when he winked. She giggled madly and Kuwabara mad a choking sound. The ferry girl noticed this and growled at him.
“Yusuke Urameshi. Koenma has informed me that you have been looking for a few wizards.”
“Yes, we are. They attacked my friends house, killed hi family and chased him out of town. Now we can’t find him.” The second minister tapped his chin and closed his eyes.
“Death Eaters, no doubt. We will try to find his body, unless they decided to keep him as a hostage.” Botan shook her head in disagreement.
“No, Kurama would never let himself be kidnapped. He’s too smart for that.” The older man looked interested just then.
“Kurama, aye? I haven’t heard that name in a while.”
“Yeah, he is part human now, but he was also known as Youko Kurama.” Kuwabara chirped eagerly, trying to include himself in the discussion.
“Youko Kurama,” he whispered darkly to himself. He turned away towards the still green flames.
“I’ll inform you if we find him. In the mean time, I suggest you go home.” At that he stepped into the flames and disappeared with a pop. Yusuke stood up angrily.
“Go home? No way! I’m looking for him.” At that, they stormed out of the office leaving the prime minister holding his head.
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Scrimegus popped through the fire, face stern and emotionless. He walked briskly down the halls of the ministry. He nodded to the other wizards who greeted him along the corridor, until he came to a rather large door. On the tablet on the door, it read ‘Department of The Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures’
Opening the door, he was greeted by the crowded halls filled with cages upon cages of animals. He made his way past the growling, screeching and rattling cages to the main desk in another room.
“’Ello, minister,” greeted a wizard from behind a copy of The Daily Prophet.
“Hello Bob. How’s the office lately?” He asked casually. The man placed the paper down and leaned back in his chair.
“Terribly slow. I haven’t confiscated any illegal animals in months. No dragons flying over cities. No problems with the giants in the mountains and not a single run away kneazle from Jenkins of Bristol in two weeks.” The minister chuckled and took out a file out of no where. On it was the letters, DA:D YK.
Dangerous Animal: Demon Youko Kurama
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That morning, Kurama woke up early that morning, his body aching and tired.
“It’s like I stayed up all night roaming this damn school…” A headache took root and made him groan.
“Wish I had some advil or something… Some thing better than that nasty liquid stuff they keep giving me.” He rolled over on his side and closed his eyes.
… The wolf…
The what? Youko?
… The full moon…
Kurama opened his eyes and sat up. Why was Youko sounding so weak and drained? Was this effecting his demon form more than himself?
“Full moon… The wolf..!?” Kurama almost fell out of bed in surprise. How could he forget about what happens to people bitten by a were wolf. The full moon was tonight! No wonder he was tired!
“And it’s my misfortune to be bitten by that damn wolf, GreyBack.” Just then, Pomfrey walked in with a goblet of ice cool pumpkin juice.
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Harry and Ron sat quietly in the library working on their potion’s essay. They yawned widely as the early morning sun shone through the window. Hermione turned the corner with a rather thick and old book.
“No! It’s too early to do a bit of ‘light reading.’ Go find another table to read at, or you’ll make my brain hurt,” Ron whispered, eyeing the book. Hermione placed the book on the table and opened it to the page were a piece of pink paper was wedged.
“I found a bit of information about the fox demon in your dream, Harry. Dumbledore gave me permission to get this book on famous demons from the restricted section.” She traced her finger from line to line until she smiled and cleared her throat.
“One of the worlds most known demon known to both wizard and certain muggles is the infamous thief, Youko Kurama. This legendary Silver Kitsune --”
“What’s a kitsune?” Ron asked, interrupting Hermione.
“It means fox in Japanese.” She continued to read.
“Youko Kurama has been plundering rekai, ningenkai and makai for more than 15,000 years. His name even today still sends fear through out the hearts of both demons and humans. Evidence and research has proven that Youko Kurama was actually a death eater and strong ally with Voldemort.
The great demon was known for his silver fur and golden eyes, both rare colors amongst the worlds. A seducer and trickster, he has killed children, women and men without mercy. Even though he has been dead for 16 years, he still spreads fear, just as his master, Voldemort has.”
The three stayed quiet for some time.
“But, if he is dead, how did I dream of him?” Hermione flipped through the pages and came across another marked page.
“Demons have been known throughout history to eat and murder muggles, live stock and wizards. Their defense against magic is far stronger than dragon skin and they can live long lives. Some of the rarest demons are the dog youkai, masuku and the silver kitsune…”
Hermione paused and skipped a few paragraphs. Ron leaned forward, completely interested in what she was reading and Harry tapped his fingers nervously.
“Silver Kitsunes are of Japanese legend and only found in Japan and sometimes Southern China. An almost extinct species, unlike it’s lower class brothers, they do not use fox magic as offense or defense. In resent years, only 23 of them have been recorded in within the Ministry’s Department of Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures. Their greatest strengths are their ability to manipulate fire, ice, wind, water, light, darkness, plant life, lightning and earth.
A unique trait of these creatures is that males, if mated with another male, can give birth just as any female can (Ron made a face and gagged in disgust)and they are able to possess bodies if they are threatened out of their own body.
Their blood can heal any poison known to earth and they can gather up to nine tails, even though none has ever been able to known to wizards.”
Again, there was silence. Harry shuddered. So, he was killed, but his spirit possessed another body. That explained why they say he was dead and he was dreaming of him. And, this Yuko Kurama, was a death eater! He was dreaming of a death eater being attacked probably by the ministry.
“If he is a death eater, then the wizards attacking his, was the ministry, right?” Ron shrugged.
“Maybe. I’ll send a letter to dad, asking him if they’ve been pursuing any demon lately. Also, can you explain all these words like ninkai or whatever it is?”
“I’m not sure. I could ask Professor Binns or even McGonagall.” Harry put his books away and left the library, tell the other he needed to think.
So, he was worried about a demon that was just as feared as Voldemort and wanted to help him. This made him laugh. He wouldn’t have to worry now about if he would be alive the next day. Still, even with this new information, Harry still had a feeling he need to help him. And, was that fox they say really him, or not?
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Yes, I have finished another chapter. I hope you all like it. Youko a death eater and now a were wolf! Wonder how I’m going to plan this, aye? Hahaha! I am so awesome!
Review please! Compliments and ideas are loved and flames will be used to roast marshmallows.
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They prowled through London all morning long in search of the gray office building with tall iron gates. By noon they covered half of the city and decided to have lunch in one of its parks. The three sat at a red-brown picnic table as the blue-gray sky passed above and the giant oaks around them swayed in the wind.
“So we cover the rest of this city after a break, alright?” Botan suggested as she leapt from flower to flower, plucking them and sniffing them delicately.
“Well, how do we get in though? We haven’t come up with a plan for then, have we,” Kuwabara said. Hi and Yusuke sat at the table and looked at the sky. The three fell deafly silent as they contemplated on a good reason for seeing the prime minister.
“We could say, we are reporters for a news paper?” Botan suggested, taking a seat on the grass in front of the boys.
“We could just storm the place and threaten him.” Yusuke added his plan to the mix. Botan made a face while Kuwabara nodded in agreement.
“I like his plan better.” Both of them high-five each other and grin widely while Botan sighed.
“We can’t do that! We’d get into trouble!” Sometime later though, they were dragging the ferry girl through London, carrying out their plan of attack.
“Let go! Let go I say! Yusuke Urameshi! Kazuma Kuwabara! This is not the proper way to treat a lady! And certainly a situation like this!” People stared onto the strange Japanese heroes. The boys didn’t seem to mind one bit. They finally found the building with a new plan of action due to Botan’ pushiness. They strolled casually up to the main gates.
“My we help you?” The voice box next to the gate beeped.
“Yes, yes you can. We need to see the prime minister. We, uh, have some information on who is causing all this commotion and can help you catch some of them.” The speaker was silent for some time before it spoke again.
“Alright, come in and wait in the lobby.” Wit that, the gates opened up and they entered the grounds.
They waited patiently in the plan looking lobby of the ministry building for some time before a woman asked them to follow her.
“Please wait here. The minister will be in shortly.” (AN: Sounds like the doctors office, doesn’t it?) She left them in the room and closed the door.
The rooms walls was a rich gold color with a dark colored wooden desk near a medium sized window. A cozy fire rested in the hearth and several pictures hung around it. A rather plan, picture with no one or nothing within it’s canvas, just a plan blackish mush.
“Well, that was easy. This plan is way better than my other one,” Yusuke cheered, taking a seat at the ministers desk. He placed his feet on the desk and grinned.
“What do you think you are doing?” A short man stood by the office door tapping his foot angrily.
“We do not need any more information on these attacks. I suggest you leave.” The man, probably the minister, kicked Yusuke out of the chair and sat himself down. Botan opened her mouth to speak, but Kuwabara beat her to it.
“Listen, pip-squeak! We need to speak to the Minister of Magic, now!” The man whitened and looked at the three.
“What do you want?”
“We need some help tracking a friend and a gang of wizards.” Botan said with a pleading look in her eyes. The Prime Minister shook his head.
“I will not and cannot. I’m sorry, but this stuff in strictly-”
“Strict my ass,” Yusuke yelled, cutting him off. Yusuke sat on the floor in defiance and glared up at the others.
“I ain’t leaving till either this guys gets up the minister of magic or he comes here.” the man groaned and stood up angrily.
“You cannot stay here! Go away or I’ll call the police!” He turned red in the face and glared at them.
“Ahem,” a voice cleared its throat from somewhere in the room. The minister dropped his jaw in disbelief and looked up to where the empty photo hung. There was now a head in the frame looking from one to another, scaring the rekai tentai a bit.
“The minister of Magic would like a word with you.” At that, the head sort of walked off and the fire in the fire place turned an emerald green.
“What the..?” Then, a tall raggy man in a bluish green robe popped out, covered in soot. He dusted himself off and coughed a few times.
“Ah, so you have already arrived. Good.” He walked to the desk and looked down at Yusuke, smiling.
“The names Rufus Scrimegus. Ah, so you must be Botan, hm? Koenma told me he was one of his favorites.” Botan blushed when he winked. She giggled madly and Kuwabara mad a choking sound. The ferry girl noticed this and growled at him.
“Yusuke Urameshi. Koenma has informed me that you have been looking for a few wizards.”
“Yes, we are. They attacked my friends house, killed hi family and chased him out of town. Now we can’t find him.” The second minister tapped his chin and closed his eyes.
“Death Eaters, no doubt. We will try to find his body, unless they decided to keep him as a hostage.” Botan shook her head in disagreement.
“No, Kurama would never let himself be kidnapped. He’s too smart for that.” The older man looked interested just then.
“Kurama, aye? I haven’t heard that name in a while.”
“Yeah, he is part human now, but he was also known as Youko Kurama.” Kuwabara chirped eagerly, trying to include himself in the discussion.
“Youko Kurama,” he whispered darkly to himself. He turned away towards the still green flames.
“I’ll inform you if we find him. In the mean time, I suggest you go home.” At that he stepped into the flames and disappeared with a pop. Yusuke stood up angrily.
“Go home? No way! I’m looking for him.” At that, they stormed out of the office leaving the prime minister holding his head.
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Scrimegus popped through the fire, face stern and emotionless. He walked briskly down the halls of the ministry. He nodded to the other wizards who greeted him along the corridor, until he came to a rather large door. On the tablet on the door, it read ‘Department of The Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures’
Opening the door, he was greeted by the crowded halls filled with cages upon cages of animals. He made his way past the growling, screeching and rattling cages to the main desk in another room.
“’Ello, minister,” greeted a wizard from behind a copy of The Daily Prophet.
“Hello Bob. How’s the office lately?” He asked casually. The man placed the paper down and leaned back in his chair.
“Terribly slow. I haven’t confiscated any illegal animals in months. No dragons flying over cities. No problems with the giants in the mountains and not a single run away kneazle from Jenkins of Bristol in two weeks.” The minister chuckled and took out a file out of no where. On it was the letters, DA:D YK.
Dangerous Animal: Demon Youko Kurama
- - -
That morning, Kurama woke up early that morning, his body aching and tired.
“It’s like I stayed up all night roaming this damn school…” A headache took root and made him groan.
“Wish I had some advil or something… Some thing better than that nasty liquid stuff they keep giving me.” He rolled over on his side and closed his eyes.
… The wolf…
The what? Youko?
… The full moon…
Kurama opened his eyes and sat up. Why was Youko sounding so weak and drained? Was this effecting his demon form more than himself?
“Full moon… The wolf..!?” Kurama almost fell out of bed in surprise. How could he forget about what happens to people bitten by a were wolf. The full moon was tonight! No wonder he was tired!
“And it’s my misfortune to be bitten by that damn wolf, GreyBack.” Just then, Pomfrey walked in with a goblet of ice cool pumpkin juice.
- - -
Harry and Ron sat quietly in the library working on their potion’s essay. They yawned widely as the early morning sun shone through the window. Hermione turned the corner with a rather thick and old book.
“No! It’s too early to do a bit of ‘light reading.’ Go find another table to read at, or you’ll make my brain hurt,” Ron whispered, eyeing the book. Hermione placed the book on the table and opened it to the page were a piece of pink paper was wedged.
“I found a bit of information about the fox demon in your dream, Harry. Dumbledore gave me permission to get this book on famous demons from the restricted section.” She traced her finger from line to line until she smiled and cleared her throat.
“One of the worlds most known demon known to both wizard and certain muggles is the infamous thief, Youko Kurama. This legendary Silver Kitsune --”
“What’s a kitsune?” Ron asked, interrupting Hermione.
“It means fox in Japanese.” She continued to read.
“Youko Kurama has been plundering rekai, ningenkai and makai for more than 15,000 years. His name even today still sends fear through out the hearts of both demons and humans. Evidence and research has proven that Youko Kurama was actually a death eater and strong ally with Voldemort.
The great demon was known for his silver fur and golden eyes, both rare colors amongst the worlds. A seducer and trickster, he has killed children, women and men without mercy. Even though he has been dead for 16 years, he still spreads fear, just as his master, Voldemort has.”
The three stayed quiet for some time.
“But, if he is dead, how did I dream of him?” Hermione flipped through the pages and came across another marked page.
“Demons have been known throughout history to eat and murder muggles, live stock and wizards. Their defense against magic is far stronger than dragon skin and they can live long lives. Some of the rarest demons are the dog youkai, masuku and the silver kitsune…”
Hermione paused and skipped a few paragraphs. Ron leaned forward, completely interested in what she was reading and Harry tapped his fingers nervously.
“Silver Kitsunes are of Japanese legend and only found in Japan and sometimes Southern China. An almost extinct species, unlike it’s lower class brothers, they do not use fox magic as offense or defense. In resent years, only 23 of them have been recorded in within the Ministry’s Department of Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures. Their greatest strengths are their ability to manipulate fire, ice, wind, water, light, darkness, plant life, lightning and earth.
A unique trait of these creatures is that males, if mated with another male, can give birth just as any female can (Ron made a face and gagged in disgust)and they are able to possess bodies if they are threatened out of their own body.
Their blood can heal any poison known to earth and they can gather up to nine tails, even though none has ever been able to known to wizards.”
Again, there was silence. Harry shuddered. So, he was killed, but his spirit possessed another body. That explained why they say he was dead and he was dreaming of him. And, this Yuko Kurama, was a death eater! He was dreaming of a death eater being attacked probably by the ministry.
“If he is a death eater, then the wizards attacking his, was the ministry, right?” Ron shrugged.
“Maybe. I’ll send a letter to dad, asking him if they’ve been pursuing any demon lately. Also, can you explain all these words like ninkai or whatever it is?”
“I’m not sure. I could ask Professor Binns or even McGonagall.” Harry put his books away and left the library, tell the other he needed to think.
So, he was worried about a demon that was just as feared as Voldemort and wanted to help him. This made him laugh. He wouldn’t have to worry now about if he would be alive the next day. Still, even with this new information, Harry still had a feeling he need to help him. And, was that fox they say really him, or not?
- - -
Yes, I have finished another chapter. I hope you all like it. Youko a death eater and now a were wolf! Wonder how I’m going to plan this, aye? Hahaha! I am so awesome!
Review please! Compliments and ideas are loved and flames will be used to roast marshmallows.