Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Harry Potter and The King of Thieves ❯ Chapter 16 ( Chapter 16 )
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Anime/Manga: Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Adventure / Fantasy / Angst | Type: Crossover | Uploaded On: 06.14.2006 | Updated On: 06.14.2006 | Pages: 1 | Words: 2.5K | Visits: 417 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Adventure / Fantasy / Angst | Type: Crossover | Uploaded On: 06.14.2006 | Updated On: 06.14.2006 | Pages: 1 | Words: 2.5K | Visits: 417 | Status: Work In Progress
-Bashes computer into a thousand pieces- I HATE YOU!!!! Every time I typed two pages the damn program would not respond and close before I could save anything! I hate my computer and it’s grief! -Curses loudly while bashing head against a wall-
I hope you guys enjoy this chapter, and not enjoy it like the way I was when I was typing the friggan thing. (I had it written down, so it was more frustrating than ‘OMG now I have to start over again!’)
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The day was uneventful and short only because Kurama was asleep for most of the day. By 5 o’clock that evening he was restless and his body ached fiercely. He laid in bed starring up at the blank ceiling wish the night would come and go already.
The sun was just setting when Madame Pomfrey came in with another goblet, only this time it wasn’t juice.
“Drink this, Shuuichi. The whole thing,” she insisted. He could smell the foul substance before she came up beside him. The smell almost made him gag. Reluctantly he took the glass and gulped the whole thing quickly. Every hair on his body stood on ends and his eyes watered. The nurse laughed and conjured up some water.
“Here you go. Sorry about the taste.” She glanced out of the orange window and sighed.
“I wish muggles wouldn’t get mixed up with things like this. A shame and a mess for us magical folk. Werewolves is such a nasty business.” She looked at him sympathetically.
“The transformation wont be that painful, a bit achy, but you’ll get used to that after three or four of them.” The potion I gave you is called Wolfs Bane. It will help you keep your sanity when you are transformed. You will be as harmless as a kitten. But because you are a muggle, you will not be recognized as one of us in the wizarding world, and because you are now a werewolf…” She trailed off sadly, but Kurama picked up right were she left off.
“I wont be able to go back home…” She nodded sadly and he fidgeted.
“Do you… Do you think I could be alone tonight..? The nurse gave a small smile.
“I will be escorting you to the Dark Forest. We cannot keep you in the castle even if you are harmless.” Kurama understood and nodded. The possibility of a teacher witnessing his transformation to Youko first would ruin their cover. The old woman helped him up and let him lean on her for support (even though he didn’t need it, he had to put on a show so she wont get suspicious) and they made their way to the main hall of the castle.
“I do believe you need some assistance, Poppy.” The nurse jumped in surprise at the voice that snaked out of the darkness of the halls. Professor Snape came out of the shadows with a fake smile plastered on his face.
“I’ll take him down the rest of the way. You need some rest.”
“That’s alright Severus, I-”
“I insist.” Pomfrey grudgingly let the other teacher have his way and returned back to the hospital wing. When her footsteps faded way the two went their way as well.
“Well, Kurama. This ought to be an interesting experience for both of us.” Kurama glared ahead. They walked down the stair case in silence and the large hall was in view. Kurama had gotten rid of his weak posture and was walking gracefully next to Snape.
“Come on out, my old comrade. It’s been too long,” he hissed coldly. As those words faded away so did the human muggle beside him. Silky silver hair replaced the messy red locks and piercing cold eyes replaced the gentle green ones.
“A comrade? I think not,” Kurama said coolly looking straight ahead. The bite marks on his leg pulsed slightly and sent pain throughout his body.
“You decided not to return to the Dark Lord? My, such a surprise. I though you would be glad to see Lucius again.” Kurama’s look intensified as his brows crunched.
“That is none of your concerns human. And I have other things to do that go doing that man dirty work.” Snape chuckled and stopped in front of the large entrance doors.
“What’s so funny? I don’t see a mirror around to reflect that face of yours,” Youko spat coldly and exited the castle. Snape growled and followed behind him.
“Your cunning is still as good as it ever was. I guess turning human hasn’t effected your ’humor.’” Snape gave a bitter smile and his eyes filled with loathsome.
They were halfway to the forest when the moon peeked out from the clouds. The sudden urge to look up grew inside the Youko. He fought with all his inner might keep his eyes ahead of him, but the need only grew stronger. Snape must have sensed his distress.
“What a beautiful night. The stars are bright and the moon is in the right position.” Kurama couldn’t help it and he looked up. A sudden jolt of electricity pierced through him. Snape stepped backwards, his smirk widened.
“You know, demon transformations are very rare.” His slimy voice was filled with joy as the demon before him was brought to his knees in pain. Indeed, the pain was great. The demon let out a cry of agony and squeezed his eyes shut hoping the darkness will drive it away.
“Only three known cases… All three demons died of pain before they fully transformed. It is still a mystery to us as to why your transformations are more painful than ours.” Youko pleaded inwardly for the pain to stop.
… Please, stop it…” Too bad pain has no ears. Ever nerve in his body cried out and all he could do was cry along with them. He could feel his insides turning and twisting and his bones cracking and bending. A sickening crack echoed through the night air and soon another cry of agony. (A/N: So much pain… Why?!?!)
The joy on Snape’s face was growing by the minute as he stared down at Kurama.
“I’m so sorry I couldn’t have been more useful to you,” he apologized sarcastically and turned away, leaving Kurama. Kurama looked up at Severus in anger and growled menacingly. Snape noticed this and quickened his pace a bit. The demon stood shakily to his feet and lunged at him in rage.
“Damn you!” Before he could grab the wizard an array of red sparks showered the fox. Though they weren’t as painful as expected, they turned his attention away from Snape. A few feet away stood Dumbledore, wand out and ready.
“So the boy was a demon? I should have known.” Snape pulled out his wand as well and at the same time they cried out,
“Adfero poena!” The spells hit him hard. Kurama felt his legs go numb and his mind fogged over. He let out an angry and menacing growl and shot past the two with lightening speed, up the castle wall and broke through a window into the corridors of the school.
He rushed through the halls as fast as his body could take him. His legs soon gave out by the time he was on the other side of the school. Kurama panted in pain and crawled through the nearest door; leading to an abandoned bathroom. It was old and looked as though no one had been in it for years. He crawled into the farthest stall and closed and lock it shut.
He whimpered in pain as the transformation continued. Would he ever transform or would it just be painful? Thoughts of anyone finding him left his mind as he slipped into a restless sleep.
Meanwhile in Gryffindor tower, Harry was sitting by the fire place moaning in pain. All five boys, him, Ron, Seamus, Neville, and Dean, with Hermione, were sitting around him looking worried. A few minutes ago, Harry let out a cry of agony in his sleep, waking them all up and then writhing in pain for ten minutes. They were contemplating as to whether take him to Madame Pomfrey or hope that it’ll stop.
“Is it your scare, Harry?” Neville asked anxiously. His face was white with worry. Harry just shook his head and rocked back and forth.
“Was it another dream, Harry?” Hermione whispered quietly so no one would hear her question. It didn’t work apparently.
“A dream do this?” Seamus came back with his wand and froze some water so they could placing it on his head.
“Harry has been having these premonitions, and I’m starting to believe they are real…” The other boys stared at Harry.
“Psychic, eh? Maybe you can replace Professor Trelawney so we don’t have to put up with her death fortunes anymore.” This made all of them giggle a bit, even Harry.
“ I saw the school.. And I heard Snape talking… I couldn’t…Uuuhhhhh…” Harry bent over and was panting in pain.
“I couldn’t understand what he was saying…” Hermione kneeled next to him and put an arm around his shoulders.
“It’s okay Harry. Maybe we should take you to Madame Pomfrey.” The other agreed. So, Ron and Hermione supported Harry as they exited the common room and down the halls to the unused classroom that was serving as a Hospital wing for now. As they walked down the dark corridor, the sound of foots steps neared them. They were rather rushed and loud noises were heard along with them.
“Is that it there?” From down the hall, McGonagall and Filch were running towards the trio. Harry moaned loudly out of pain and the two teachers rushed forward.
“My word, what are you three doing out here?” Her voice was filled with worry and fear.
“What’s wrong, professor,” Hermione asked, sensing the old woman’s distress.
“There is something dangerous in the castle at the moment. What is wrong with Potter?” She went up to Harry and examined him.
“He woke up screaming in pain, Professor. It woke us all up,” Ron said holding up Harry as his knees seemed to give out.
“Do you think that thing did it to him?” Filch looked down the corridor suspiciously. McGonagall turned white and motioned for the trio to follow her.
“Come Weasley, Granger.” McGonagall had her wand out and seemed to be checking in every class room they passed by. Just then, Dumbledore and Snape turned the corner.
“Did you find him?” Filch and McGonagall shook their heads. Both Snape and the head master turned their attention to Hermione, Ron and Harry.
“What are these three doing out?” Snape’s voice was filled with a hidden joy. Maybe it was because he could be able to witness their punishment for gallivanting around the school.
“Mr. Potter needs to see Madame Pomfrey. It appears that it is what we thought.” Hermione guessed they knew about the connection the demon and Harry had.
“So that demon is causing Harry to be in pain all because he is in pain himself?” Ron was confused and sort of scared. Snape frowned and had a sour look on his face while Dumbledore smiled.
“So you figured it out. Good then. We wont have to explain everything then. Some twenty minutes later, they were in a room somewhere on the fifth floor that resembled the hospital wing. Harry was no longer in pain, but he did acquire a nasty taste in his mouth. Dumbledore, McGonagall, Snape and Pomfrey, along with Hermione and Ron sat around his bed.
“The demon and Harry have a similar life energy so they have the smallest connection that bonds them. When someone is in danger, whether muggle, demon, animal or wizard, this energy reaches out for that one person that shares the connection. Unfortunately, Harry and Youko Kurama share a connection.”
“So, he is in the school somewhere?” Hermione bit her lip and gripped her nightgown. Ron placed his hand on hers and gave her a reassuring smile.
“Professors, I have one question,” Harry said starring down at the white sheets. Everyone was silent.
“Why did this Youko Kurama become a death eater? And why come to Hogwarts if he is a follower of Voldemort?”
“Youko Kurama, is one of the most brutal, coldhearted demons of them all. He could kill a thousand small children without a second thought or any thought afterwards. He has no emotions and is only interested in anything where he benefits. Voldemort paid him a great deal for him to join him. A thief, a trickster, a liar and a genius.” Dumbledore’s words echoed through the room. So, he only join him for money?
‘Sounds like he is a mercenary..’ Harry thought.
“He isn’t somewhere in the castle,” Harry said while starring at the adults, looking for reassurance, “Is he?” They didn’t answer. Only Dumbledore responded to the boys question.
“Harry, I only ask you one thing. If you are to find him, tell us. Do not talk to him, not an ounce of contact is to be made. Just tell us.” Dumbledore’s crystal gray eyes twinkled and a soft smile appeared across his face.
“But that doesn’t mean to go looking, either,” McGonagall huffed in addition. The three were then escorted back to Gryffindor tower by Snape.
“Very odd indeed,” was the only thing Snape said the whole ten minutes. When they were safely in the common room (the other boys had gone to bed by then) they sat by the fire in silence. The medicine Pomfrey had given Harry made his stomach turn, but he didn’t blow chunks.
“He’s in Myrtle’s bathroom,” Harry finally stated. The two looked at him weirdly.
“How do you know,” Asked Ron.
“well, I didn’t want to tell them, but during my dream I saw the door to that girls bathroom.”
“Brilliant.” At that, Hermione hushed them upstairs, telling them they would discuss it in the morning and not at four in the morning.
Harry didn’t have any pain for the rest of the night, but thoughts of the demons’ pain filled his subconscious.
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I hope you enjoy this chapter and review please!
I hope you guys enjoy this chapter, and not enjoy it like the way I was when I was typing the friggan thing. (I had it written down, so it was more frustrating than ‘OMG now I have to start over again!’)
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The day was uneventful and short only because Kurama was asleep for most of the day. By 5 o’clock that evening he was restless and his body ached fiercely. He laid in bed starring up at the blank ceiling wish the night would come and go already.
The sun was just setting when Madame Pomfrey came in with another goblet, only this time it wasn’t juice.
“Drink this, Shuuichi. The whole thing,” she insisted. He could smell the foul substance before she came up beside him. The smell almost made him gag. Reluctantly he took the glass and gulped the whole thing quickly. Every hair on his body stood on ends and his eyes watered. The nurse laughed and conjured up some water.
“Here you go. Sorry about the taste.” She glanced out of the orange window and sighed.
“I wish muggles wouldn’t get mixed up with things like this. A shame and a mess for us magical folk. Werewolves is such a nasty business.” She looked at him sympathetically.
“The transformation wont be that painful, a bit achy, but you’ll get used to that after three or four of them.” The potion I gave you is called Wolfs Bane. It will help you keep your sanity when you are transformed. You will be as harmless as a kitten. But because you are a muggle, you will not be recognized as one of us in the wizarding world, and because you are now a werewolf…” She trailed off sadly, but Kurama picked up right were she left off.
“I wont be able to go back home…” She nodded sadly and he fidgeted.
“Do you… Do you think I could be alone tonight..? The nurse gave a small smile.
“I will be escorting you to the Dark Forest. We cannot keep you in the castle even if you are harmless.” Kurama understood and nodded. The possibility of a teacher witnessing his transformation to Youko first would ruin their cover. The old woman helped him up and let him lean on her for support (even though he didn’t need it, he had to put on a show so she wont get suspicious) and they made their way to the main hall of the castle.
“I do believe you need some assistance, Poppy.” The nurse jumped in surprise at the voice that snaked out of the darkness of the halls. Professor Snape came out of the shadows with a fake smile plastered on his face.
“I’ll take him down the rest of the way. You need some rest.”
“That’s alright Severus, I-”
“I insist.” Pomfrey grudgingly let the other teacher have his way and returned back to the hospital wing. When her footsteps faded way the two went their way as well.
“Well, Kurama. This ought to be an interesting experience for both of us.” Kurama glared ahead. They walked down the stair case in silence and the large hall was in view. Kurama had gotten rid of his weak posture and was walking gracefully next to Snape.
“Come on out, my old comrade. It’s been too long,” he hissed coldly. As those words faded away so did the human muggle beside him. Silky silver hair replaced the messy red locks and piercing cold eyes replaced the gentle green ones.
“A comrade? I think not,” Kurama said coolly looking straight ahead. The bite marks on his leg pulsed slightly and sent pain throughout his body.
“You decided not to return to the Dark Lord? My, such a surprise. I though you would be glad to see Lucius again.” Kurama’s look intensified as his brows crunched.
“That is none of your concerns human. And I have other things to do that go doing that man dirty work.” Snape chuckled and stopped in front of the large entrance doors.
“What’s so funny? I don’t see a mirror around to reflect that face of yours,” Youko spat coldly and exited the castle. Snape growled and followed behind him.
“Your cunning is still as good as it ever was. I guess turning human hasn’t effected your ’humor.’” Snape gave a bitter smile and his eyes filled with loathsome.
They were halfway to the forest when the moon peeked out from the clouds. The sudden urge to look up grew inside the Youko. He fought with all his inner might keep his eyes ahead of him, but the need only grew stronger. Snape must have sensed his distress.
“What a beautiful night. The stars are bright and the moon is in the right position.” Kurama couldn’t help it and he looked up. A sudden jolt of electricity pierced through him. Snape stepped backwards, his smirk widened.
“You know, demon transformations are very rare.” His slimy voice was filled with joy as the demon before him was brought to his knees in pain. Indeed, the pain was great. The demon let out a cry of agony and squeezed his eyes shut hoping the darkness will drive it away.
“Only three known cases… All three demons died of pain before they fully transformed. It is still a mystery to us as to why your transformations are more painful than ours.” Youko pleaded inwardly for the pain to stop.
… Please, stop it…” Too bad pain has no ears. Ever nerve in his body cried out and all he could do was cry along with them. He could feel his insides turning and twisting and his bones cracking and bending. A sickening crack echoed through the night air and soon another cry of agony. (A/N: So much pain… Why?!?!)
The joy on Snape’s face was growing by the minute as he stared down at Kurama.
“I’m so sorry I couldn’t have been more useful to you,” he apologized sarcastically and turned away, leaving Kurama. Kurama looked up at Severus in anger and growled menacingly. Snape noticed this and quickened his pace a bit. The demon stood shakily to his feet and lunged at him in rage.
“Damn you!” Before he could grab the wizard an array of red sparks showered the fox. Though they weren’t as painful as expected, they turned his attention away from Snape. A few feet away stood Dumbledore, wand out and ready.
“So the boy was a demon? I should have known.” Snape pulled out his wand as well and at the same time they cried out,
“Adfero poena!” The spells hit him hard. Kurama felt his legs go numb and his mind fogged over. He let out an angry and menacing growl and shot past the two with lightening speed, up the castle wall and broke through a window into the corridors of the school.
He rushed through the halls as fast as his body could take him. His legs soon gave out by the time he was on the other side of the school. Kurama panted in pain and crawled through the nearest door; leading to an abandoned bathroom. It was old and looked as though no one had been in it for years. He crawled into the farthest stall and closed and lock it shut.
He whimpered in pain as the transformation continued. Would he ever transform or would it just be painful? Thoughts of anyone finding him left his mind as he slipped into a restless sleep.
Meanwhile in Gryffindor tower, Harry was sitting by the fire place moaning in pain. All five boys, him, Ron, Seamus, Neville, and Dean, with Hermione, were sitting around him looking worried. A few minutes ago, Harry let out a cry of agony in his sleep, waking them all up and then writhing in pain for ten minutes. They were contemplating as to whether take him to Madame Pomfrey or hope that it’ll stop.
“Is it your scare, Harry?” Neville asked anxiously. His face was white with worry. Harry just shook his head and rocked back and forth.
“Was it another dream, Harry?” Hermione whispered quietly so no one would hear her question. It didn’t work apparently.
“A dream do this?” Seamus came back with his wand and froze some water so they could placing it on his head.
“Harry has been having these premonitions, and I’m starting to believe they are real…” The other boys stared at Harry.
“Psychic, eh? Maybe you can replace Professor Trelawney so we don’t have to put up with her death fortunes anymore.” This made all of them giggle a bit, even Harry.
“ I saw the school.. And I heard Snape talking… I couldn’t…Uuuhhhhh…” Harry bent over and was panting in pain.
“I couldn’t understand what he was saying…” Hermione kneeled next to him and put an arm around his shoulders.
“It’s okay Harry. Maybe we should take you to Madame Pomfrey.” The other agreed. So, Ron and Hermione supported Harry as they exited the common room and down the halls to the unused classroom that was serving as a Hospital wing for now. As they walked down the dark corridor, the sound of foots steps neared them. They were rather rushed and loud noises were heard along with them.
“Is that it there?” From down the hall, McGonagall and Filch were running towards the trio. Harry moaned loudly out of pain and the two teachers rushed forward.
“My word, what are you three doing out here?” Her voice was filled with worry and fear.
“What’s wrong, professor,” Hermione asked, sensing the old woman’s distress.
“There is something dangerous in the castle at the moment. What is wrong with Potter?” She went up to Harry and examined him.
“He woke up screaming in pain, Professor. It woke us all up,” Ron said holding up Harry as his knees seemed to give out.
“Do you think that thing did it to him?” Filch looked down the corridor suspiciously. McGonagall turned white and motioned for the trio to follow her.
“Come Weasley, Granger.” McGonagall had her wand out and seemed to be checking in every class room they passed by. Just then, Dumbledore and Snape turned the corner.
“Did you find him?” Filch and McGonagall shook their heads. Both Snape and the head master turned their attention to Hermione, Ron and Harry.
“What are these three doing out?” Snape’s voice was filled with a hidden joy. Maybe it was because he could be able to witness their punishment for gallivanting around the school.
“Mr. Potter needs to see Madame Pomfrey. It appears that it is what we thought.” Hermione guessed they knew about the connection the demon and Harry had.
“So that demon is causing Harry to be in pain all because he is in pain himself?” Ron was confused and sort of scared. Snape frowned and had a sour look on his face while Dumbledore smiled.
“So you figured it out. Good then. We wont have to explain everything then. Some twenty minutes later, they were in a room somewhere on the fifth floor that resembled the hospital wing. Harry was no longer in pain, but he did acquire a nasty taste in his mouth. Dumbledore, McGonagall, Snape and Pomfrey, along with Hermione and Ron sat around his bed.
“The demon and Harry have a similar life energy so they have the smallest connection that bonds them. When someone is in danger, whether muggle, demon, animal or wizard, this energy reaches out for that one person that shares the connection. Unfortunately, Harry and Youko Kurama share a connection.”
“So, he is in the school somewhere?” Hermione bit her lip and gripped her nightgown. Ron placed his hand on hers and gave her a reassuring smile.
“Professors, I have one question,” Harry said starring down at the white sheets. Everyone was silent.
“Why did this Youko Kurama become a death eater? And why come to Hogwarts if he is a follower of Voldemort?”
“Youko Kurama, is one of the most brutal, coldhearted demons of them all. He could kill a thousand small children without a second thought or any thought afterwards. He has no emotions and is only interested in anything where he benefits. Voldemort paid him a great deal for him to join him. A thief, a trickster, a liar and a genius.” Dumbledore’s words echoed through the room. So, he only join him for money?
‘Sounds like he is a mercenary..’ Harry thought.
“He isn’t somewhere in the castle,” Harry said while starring at the adults, looking for reassurance, “Is he?” They didn’t answer. Only Dumbledore responded to the boys question.
“Harry, I only ask you one thing. If you are to find him, tell us. Do not talk to him, not an ounce of contact is to be made. Just tell us.” Dumbledore’s crystal gray eyes twinkled and a soft smile appeared across his face.
“But that doesn’t mean to go looking, either,” McGonagall huffed in addition. The three were then escorted back to Gryffindor tower by Snape.
“Very odd indeed,” was the only thing Snape said the whole ten minutes. When they were safely in the common room (the other boys had gone to bed by then) they sat by the fire in silence. The medicine Pomfrey had given Harry made his stomach turn, but he didn’t blow chunks.
“He’s in Myrtle’s bathroom,” Harry finally stated. The two looked at him weirdly.
“How do you know,” Asked Ron.
“well, I didn’t want to tell them, but during my dream I saw the door to that girls bathroom.”
“Brilliant.” At that, Hermione hushed them upstairs, telling them they would discuss it in the morning and not at four in the morning.
Harry didn’t have any pain for the rest of the night, but thoughts of the demons’ pain filled his subconscious.
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I hope you enjoy this chapter and review please!