Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Harry Potter and The King of Thieves ❯ Chapter25 ( Chapter 25 )
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By: SoarMore_FlyHigher 
Anime/Manga: Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Adventure / Fantasy / Angst | Type: Crossover | Uploaded On: 07.06.2007 | Pages: 2 | Words: 4.5K | Visits: 250 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Adventure / Fantasy / Angst | Type: Crossover | Uploaded On: 07.06.2007 | Pages: 2 | Words: 4.5K | Visits: 250 | Status: Work In Progress
Hehehe… I don’t think 2 years of not updating doesn’t really have an excuse.. ;;; Sorry ‘bout that. I’m just lazy. I was actually waiting for 300 reviews, but after seeing how long it has been, I though ‘Screw it all, people don’t even review anymore anyway!’
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It was early morning when Harry, Ron and Hermione were woken up by a blue haired girl named Yukina. She was a sweet girl who was obviously oblivious to Kuwabara’s flirting antics. It was quite funny to see him try and cuddle with her at breakfast and all she did was blush and ask why he was so close. Harry later found that she is a demon, and affection from the opposite sex is a bit foreign to her. This again made it even more amusing when the orange top would try and explain what he is doing. As Hermione said, ‘He doesn’t have a way with words, not even simple ones.’
Kurama didn’t eat anything that morning except for a sip of hot tea. He looked like he hasn’t gotten sleep in a while. Is tonight the full moon? Good thing they were going to see Sirius so they could get Snape to make some Wolfs-bane potion for him. Wait, would it affect him as well as Youko? Better to take some precautions than find out too late.
“So, do you think Voldemort would send Youko on muggles tonight?” The obvious answer would be yes, but did Voldemort know that Youko had control over his werewolf form? Youko is only one out of few demons to survive a transformation. Could he survive this next one is such a weak state? Apparently, Yusuke and the others had good connections.
“Youko will be fine. We’ve seen him take worse during fights,” Yusuke said through scrambled eggs. Hiei walked into the room and looked at Harry and without even smiling in reassurance he mildly said, “The pain doesn’t affect the body, it affects mentality. Many of the demons who died were low class and stupid, something Youko Kurama is not. His body and energy may be in horrible condition, but he can keep a stable mind no matter how badly he is hurt.” This made the three students sigh in relief and Kurama to look up at his friend.
“This I believe the only thing we need to worry about is me. Will a demonic transformation affect me? I may not be demon any longer, but Youko’s energy is still part of me, and if I do transform, will I be able to stay myself or lose control?” Genkai was the one to break the long silence that filled the room.
“The only difference between a demon and a human is their different energy readings. Give a human some demon energy and they become half demon. Give a demon some human energy, same result. In some cases changes may occur, like you Kurama. You don’t look like your demon counterpart, yet he is still part of you. A tail or gills don’t have a part in race.
“So yes, you will experience some pain, and yes you will still have your senses. The only thing we truly need to worry about is to get your demon form back before it is too late.” Okay, so now that that was out of the way, all they had to do now was figure out how to get to Malfoy Manor. Hiei’s Jagan was useless when it comes to magic, and Harry didn’t think Dumbledore would take them there, no questions asked. Then Hermione, who was thinking the same thing, sighed in frustration.
“I’m so stupid. Botan, you know how do get the Malfoy’s home, right? You’re the Grimm Reaper after all!” Botan nodded and clapped her hands together happily.
“Oh yes, that is right! I almost forgot! I’ll go ask Koenma.” She ran out of the dojo and flew up into the sky on her oar. Only a little while longer till they could get Kurama back together. Yusuke cracked his knuckles and smiled widely.
“Alright, ladies and gentlemen. Time to kick some bad guy butt. Maybe we can get lucky and beat that bastard ’Lord’ Voldemort.” Ron, Harry and Hermione stared at Yusuke in disbelief. Does he really think they could take on Voldemort and his forces on their own. Well, they did have demons on their side, as well as the Order, and their friends at school. Harry felt his heart flutter in excitement and anticipation, but before he could even say ‘Alright then, lets go,’ Genkai showed up beside them.
“We still have some time, maybe a week. I think it’d be best if you stay a while and learn who you are going to be up against. You may already know his is formidable, but you still underestimate them all. I’ll be your instructor. Yes, that means you too Yusuke, Kuwabara. Don’t think you two are getting off that easily.” Genkai drop kicked Yusuke who made a run for it and grabbed Kuwabara by the ear. Harry gave Hermione and Ron a worried look and they swallowed hard, trying not to imagine how horrible the next few days will be.
“But we need to go see their guys to tell ‘em the plan,” Yusuke whined, rubbing his sore jaw. Genkai put her hands behind he back and looked at the three British teens.
“Then they’ll come here. Now come, we have much to work on.” She lead the way to the training grounds behind the house. It was much like the front, only it was a lot bigger, and less crowded with shrubberies and statues. The old woman stopped and turned around to face them.
“This is the beginning of your training. You will sweat, you will work, and you will cry. I will teach you to control the very energy that lets you do magic, and soon you wont even need a wand. I will teach you to fight and to use every ounce of resources you have. Don’t expect me to go easy on you because you are the boy who lived, or a girl.” She looked at Hermione who was fidgeting at the mention of physical labor. Harry didn’t mind. He was pretty strong from all that Quidditch, and the want to do magic without a wand like Professor Dumbledore made his insides leap.
“Let me first begin by explaining more about energy and magic. When you are born, your body has a set amount of energy. As you grow that energy grows with you. Sometimes that energy grows too fast, causing abnormalities, in this case, magic. You maybe wondering why Yusuke or Kuwabara never learned magic, and that is simple. There are different levels within the classes. They are class F1, F2, F3, F4 and F5. Class F1 being the lowest and class S5 being the highest of them all.
“A normal human has a F1 energy level. In order to be accepted in the magical world, you must reach a minimum of class F3 or higher, most only reaching F5 by age 11. Yusuke reached F3 when he was 14 so it was too late for him to learn, and instead he was accepted as Spirit World’s Spirit Detective. But if he was aware of magic he could have learned it then.” They all clung to every word, soaking it into her brain. Yusuke on the other hand looked rather angry.
“So, I could be able to fly or use magic? Why didn’t you tell me earlier!?” Genkai rolled her eyes and continued on her lecture. “Spirit World has the responsibility to keep normal people from knowing about these things; demons, wizards, spirits. If everyone knew these things existed there would be much chaos. You remember the Black Black Club, Yusuke, Kuwabara?” Both nod. How could they forget those rich bastards who kidnapped Yukina for money and forced them to enter the Dark Tournament for their own amusement? They experimented on demons, torturing and killing them. Yusuke couldn’t believe humans could be so cruel.
“Imagine that and just mix in the wizarding world and take that group of five and include the rest of the world. Demons know about wizards, but to them they are still just humans. The reason we didn’t tell you is because knowing you, you’d come to depend on their magic. Sometimes a little bit of physical labor is better for you than a flick of a wand.” Harry could see how that would affect everyone. No one would do anything anymore. How many would take advantage of it and wind up not even standing for months, maybe years. Hermione was eating all this up, and it was obvious she was eager to get started.
“First, I want to show you how to use that energy. Yusuke, may you?” Yusuke nodded, and held up his fist, thumb sticking up and index finger out like a little kid pretending he had a gun. The tip began to glow a blue color and a small pot shot erupted from it into a boulder on the other side of the area. Ron looked at Yusuke who grinned cockily and then at his own finger.
“Now, follow me and do what I do,” Genkai said before she sat on the ground, her legs crossed in a yoga type way. Ron, Harry and Hermione followed suit, plopping down on the dirt and folding their legs in that awkward way. When they got settled and after Genkai hit Ron on the head for falling back and completely crushing a patch of flowers. The old teacher placed her hands a few inches apart, looking like she was holing an invisible ball. The three did the same and closed their eyes with her. “Now, concentrate. Imagine your energy flowing out of your hands..” The three looked at each other.
“How do we know how it looks like if we don’t know?” Yusuke sat down next to them, imitating their stance and immediately a blue orb appeared in his palms.
“It’s not how it looks like, but how it feels. Like when I use it, it feels like, well me. It’s strong and hard to control, but warm and calm at the same time.” The orb dissipated and he watched as the three tried it themselves.
Hermione cleared her mind and tried to imagine how her energy feels. Probably loyal, calm, smart and most definitely confident. Nothing. Her face screwed up in frustration and she tried a different combination. Confident, knowing, fun and resourceful. Still nothing. Her arms slumped down and she sighed in defeat.
Harry wasn’t even sure how he feels. He wasn’t brave like so many other people think. He gets just as scared as anyone does. He liked to fly, so maybe his energy feels light? Brave, light and strong? Nothing. It was harder to know how you feel because you feel different than what you show.
Ron wasn’t successful either. He used everything. He thought of scrawny, tall, strong, and he even tried putting himself down with weak and lukewarm. Nothing, and he was relieved to see he wasn’t the only one to be unsuccessful. None of them could do it. Was there a secret to it? He thought back to what the old woman said earlier. Magic was their energy so Ron pulled out his wand and pointed it at a rock next to him.
“Wingardium Leviosa.” The rock hovered over the ground, but Ron wasn’t concentrating on that. Everyone except Genkai looked at Ron and the rock. Ron closed his eyes and felt a sudden warm feeling through his arm and into the wand. It was impossible to put into words, but if he could he’d say it was like drinking a cold glass of pumpkin juice on an excruciatingly hot day. Ron smiled and put his wand away and returned to the stance, with the feeling still tingling in his wand arm.
The others looked at him in confusing, but soon smiled in awe as a blue orb began to form within his hands. Genkai smiled approvingly, not even opening her eyes. Harry and Hermione gaped at him.
“H-How did you do that?” Ron shrugged and smiled triumphantly.
“All I did was remember how Genkai said magic is our energy. When I did that spell I felt me go up my arm and into my wand. It’s amazing how paying attention gets you through problems,” He added sarcastically laughing when Hermione shook her head in disproval. Harry pulled out his own wand and levitated the rock, and felt the energy that flowed through his body. It almost felt like he was flying, but more like he could do anything. It felt confident.
Hermione followed last and when she felt stronger, but it felt fuzzy, like a kitten or a soft pillow. The two summoned the blue orb and cheered in triumph as well. Genkai stood up and smiled down at them. “Now let’s begin your training.”
Meanwhile back at Malfoy Manor, Youko Kurama smiled contently as he watched them train through his and Harry’s connection. Truth be told, Youko was concerned about disappearing, but he want he wanted to make sure Harry was ready to fight against the Dark forces, and if Youko just ran away, Harry would never be training. If Harry came to him, ready for battle, then Voldemort could finally and truly be defeated.
The gray clouds outside hid the orange sky above it as the sun set. Only a few more hours, and another painful transformation will happen. Dread washed over the demon and he stood up and gazed out the window. The rain stopped, but the wet windows were still hard to look out of.
“Let’s see how well you live up to your reputation as the boy who lived.” He turned away and walked across the room to the door. He opened it and found himself in a long and elegant hallway filled with expensive paintings and tapestries. It was dark and frightful as the black ceiling loomed above casting an even darker shadow on the blood red rug. Youko was used to creepy places, but this was far the worst. A shiver went up his spine as he looked from painting to painting of Older generations of Malfoy, or who he thought were.
Questions filled his head as he turned into another long hallway. He was stuck in quite a pickle. With friends on both good and bad, who was he going to have to betray. Both have saved his life, and both he cared dearly for. He could remain neutral, but sooner of later he would have to choose between friends. Youko growled as images of Lucius and Yusuke floated in his mind. Follow your heart. What an annoying voice, much like his human conscious. Heart? Ha! Youko didn’t have a heart, he threw it away a long time ago. The feeling of love, affection, hate, sadness, they were distant memories of them. He refused to feel after so much hurt.
“Up and down the mountain peek, who they fall who will you decide to keep,” Youko sang to himself. He remembered when Kuronue sang that song one night, the night before they both decided to abandon their band of thieves and become a fearsome duo. It was either Kuronue or his ‘family.’ He chose Kuronue, and how ironic that not too long after the band got captured and hanged while his single partner met an untimely end. Will both sides crumble? Could he afford to be on any side?
He continued throughout the house to discover, besides the servants, he was the only one here. Maybe Lucius had some Ministry business to attend to. Before he could even open the door, he felt the pull of the moon from the other side. It was no use hiding from the inevitable, and so he opened the door, to meet face to face with a large window looking up into the almost clear night sky. The full moon shone on him and almost immediately he felt the sudden horrible pain from the last time.
A pain filled scream left his mouth as he fell to his knees in pain. Youko’s insides turned painful and he felt his body change reluctantly. It seemed faster and less painful as the last time at Hogwarts, but it didn’t stop him from screaming even louder when his body became too big for his skin and with a rip and several sickening cracks, his new form ripped through his old skin, fur growing out from under his bloody body. His tail split into four and the hands cradling his head become large claws. He let out another painful scream that turned into a howl and he slumped to the floor whimpering. His head pounded and it hurt to move at all. I hope my human half has a better time, he thought before he slipped into unconsciousness.
The house elves found him a little while later and carefully brought him back to the room he occupied, placing him comfortably on the bed. It would be dreadful for all of them if their master found Youko on the ground in the halls.
Several thousand miles away, his human half gazed up at the setting sun and sighed in exhaustion. He remembered being this tired the last time, but considering he hadn’t been getting a lot of sleep for the past few days, it was ten times worse. He pushed his red hair behind his ears and rubbed his eyes. He heard footsteps coming from behind, and Harry sat down on the porch next to him. Both were silent at first, but Harry broke the silence just as the crickets began to sing their night song.
“Is it really that bad that you lose your demon side?” His question was sort of surprising to Kurama. He thought he would asking him maybe about his past (even though he is unsure himself) or tell him everything would be okay.
The red head looked at Harry and was surprised to see him rather beaten up. He was covered in dirt and several bruises, and it made him chuckle to think what the other two looked like. Genkai was relentless towards the detectives, and sure was towards them. He wouldn’t be surprised if Harry smiled and told him she took his kidney.
“Considering I possess his energy and my own, I guess not, but…You can’t just throw away your past, Harry. No matter how gruesome it is or how sad. If Youko wasn’t apart of me, I’d just be Shuuichi Minamino with the mind of someone that I never was.” Youko was apart of him, apart of his past and mind. He may have his knowledge, his power and even his wit, but a hole began to form in his chest. He wanted Youko back to feel complete again, but mostly to keep that part of his life close.
Harry stayed quiet and hugged his legs and putting his chin on his knees. He remembers the many times he tried to forget about Voldemort, forget he was the boy who lived and how famous he was. How could anyone want to remember a past that was like that or worse. Harry just wanted to be a normal boy, but Shuuichi seemed to have a life far worse than being stared at by passing people, and that is what made him so… Cool.
“To kill so many people and hate it now, but still wanting to remember is mental abuse. How do you put up with it?” Kurama smiled and shook his head and looked up at the dull light from the stars.
“ The question isn’t how, but why. I do it to remind me about my sins so I can do all I can to redeem myself. To help drive me so I can become a better person- not just for me but for my family, and friends. Like you, you have such a history, yet you try and hide it. Hiding from others is a natural thing, but hiding from yourself is just plain sad.”
“And I do believe it is time,” Kurama added looking at Harry with sad eyes, accompanied with a small smile. Harry looked up to see the moon peeking through the clouds. The boy got up and backed up into the doorway and watched as the light bathed Kurama. Instantly Kurama’s form slumped and quivered in pain. Harry stood and watched noticing Yusuke and Genkai behind him watching as well.
His scream sent dozens of sleeping birds to fly out of the trees in fright. He tried to stand, but his legs couldn’t support his body under so much pain. Kurama collapsed on his hands and knees and screamed again and again, his bones growing painfully and his muscle tissue tear and reattach. Harry gasped at the dreadful change. It was nothing like his ex teacher’s. There was so much blood this time, and it made his stomach turn. Kurama’s skin tore and the exposed body bled profusely as he laid on the ground, his shrieks filling the air. It was enough to draw everyone to see. Yukina and Botan sobbed as they watched their friend grow blood red fur, and his human features disappear as the werewolf in him took over.
Back in England, Youko awoke suddenly, golden red eyes shot open as he leapt out of the bed and growled. The door opened to reveal Lucius. He sort of backed away, but kept his composure.
“I see you are… Well.” Youko whimpered and trotted over to the blonde and let him pat his muzzle. Malfoy straightened his cloak and cleared his throat.
“I’ll be gone for some time, Youko. Ministry business you see. Those idiots can’t do a thing by themselves. Make yourself at home, darling.” With that, he left the room and Youko who sat there in the silence.
“Good bye,” he said after him and went to the window again and looked out at the glowing moon above. A sudden urge grew inside him and he let out an ear splitting howl that filled the house and rattled the window.
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The red werewolf howled deeply at the moon. Its eerie sound made Harry, Ron and Hermione shiver. Is he okay to go near? Was Genkai right about how he could control himself? Hermione slowly left her spot next to Ron and inched towards Kurama’s slouching form. Hermione’s quivering hand reached out and her friends green eyes glowed red in the moon light.
“It’s alright, Kurama.” She put her hand on his snout and rubbed it gently. Kurama whimpered and leaned into the touch. She pulled away, and he hand was a slimy red color. She gasped, but soon Kurama cleaned it off with his tongue.
“I know,” he roughly before he shook, blood splattering everywhere. Hermione shrieked as she got covered. Kurama chuckled apologetically and nuzzled her for forgiveness.
“That is the last time I comfort you,” she cried in a sarcastic angry tone. Everyone seemed to laugh except Ron, who looked rather furious. He walked up to Hermione, his ears turning red.
“What’s wrong with you? What if he couldn’t control himself and killed you!? You may be book smart, but that there is a plain American stunt!” Botan giggled and Yusuke nudged Kuwabara both laughing too. Apparently they were the only ones who could see how jealous he was.
“What’s so funny?” Harry, who caught on as well, patted Ron on the back and put an arm around Hermione.
“So, are you going to invite me to the wedding?” Hermione opened her jaw in surprise and horror while Ron looked at him like he had ten heads. The two looked at each other and turned red, huffed and turned their backs to each other. This made everyone else laugh harder.
“Ew no. Hermione is my friend, nothing more,” Ron growled as he eyed the others angrily.
“And besides, “Hermione said, petting Kurama, “a dog has more manners than you do.” Ron gaped at her comment and his face began to catch up to his ears. How could she even say that? But just as Ron was about to tell her off she turned around with a smile.
“I’m kidding. We’re just friends. If you want you can have Harry.” Harry and Ron gagged and backed away from each other fast.
“I don’t think that was appropriate. Sorry mate, but I don’t think we should be friends anymore.” Ron laughed at Harry’s horror struck face as he said that, and he pouted.
“But Ronykins! I thought we loved each other,” Harry whined in a fake sob. Hiei shook his head and walked away, while Yusuke and Kuwabara were on the ground in a fit of laughter. Hermione giggled as she continued to stroke Kurama who had lazily laid down.
“Better get some rest,” Kurama said picking his head up and looking from one to the other.
“Yeah, tomorrow we continue training,” Harry said in horror. He had already underwent a few hundred push ups, fighting in the dark and even running with heavy weights on his legs. How much more could they do next?
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Oh, and In the past few chapters, if you noticed the words in bold and underlined, those were where I was supposed to look up the words, but because internet connection is impossible during vacation, I forgot and put it up. Sorry about that. I’m planning on rewriting this story and modifying it a bit.
Reviews are loved as usual, and I hope everyone has a Happy Easter!
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It was early morning when Harry, Ron and Hermione were woken up by a blue haired girl named Yukina. She was a sweet girl who was obviously oblivious to Kuwabara’s flirting antics. It was quite funny to see him try and cuddle with her at breakfast and all she did was blush and ask why he was so close. Harry later found that she is a demon, and affection from the opposite sex is a bit foreign to her. This again made it even more amusing when the orange top would try and explain what he is doing. As Hermione said, ‘He doesn’t have a way with words, not even simple ones.’
Kurama didn’t eat anything that morning except for a sip of hot tea. He looked like he hasn’t gotten sleep in a while. Is tonight the full moon? Good thing they were going to see Sirius so they could get Snape to make some Wolfs-bane potion for him. Wait, would it affect him as well as Youko? Better to take some precautions than find out too late.
“So, do you think Voldemort would send Youko on muggles tonight?” The obvious answer would be yes, but did Voldemort know that Youko had control over his werewolf form? Youko is only one out of few demons to survive a transformation. Could he survive this next one is such a weak state? Apparently, Yusuke and the others had good connections.
“Youko will be fine. We’ve seen him take worse during fights,” Yusuke said through scrambled eggs. Hiei walked into the room and looked at Harry and without even smiling in reassurance he mildly said, “The pain doesn’t affect the body, it affects mentality. Many of the demons who died were low class and stupid, something Youko Kurama is not. His body and energy may be in horrible condition, but he can keep a stable mind no matter how badly he is hurt.” This made the three students sigh in relief and Kurama to look up at his friend.
“This I believe the only thing we need to worry about is me. Will a demonic transformation affect me? I may not be demon any longer, but Youko’s energy is still part of me, and if I do transform, will I be able to stay myself or lose control?” Genkai was the one to break the long silence that filled the room.
“The only difference between a demon and a human is their different energy readings. Give a human some demon energy and they become half demon. Give a demon some human energy, same result. In some cases changes may occur, like you Kurama. You don’t look like your demon counterpart, yet he is still part of you. A tail or gills don’t have a part in race.
“So yes, you will experience some pain, and yes you will still have your senses. The only thing we truly need to worry about is to get your demon form back before it is too late.” Okay, so now that that was out of the way, all they had to do now was figure out how to get to Malfoy Manor. Hiei’s Jagan was useless when it comes to magic, and Harry didn’t think Dumbledore would take them there, no questions asked. Then Hermione, who was thinking the same thing, sighed in frustration.
“I’m so stupid. Botan, you know how do get the Malfoy’s home, right? You’re the Grimm Reaper after all!” Botan nodded and clapped her hands together happily.
“Oh yes, that is right! I almost forgot! I’ll go ask Koenma.” She ran out of the dojo and flew up into the sky on her oar. Only a little while longer till they could get Kurama back together. Yusuke cracked his knuckles and smiled widely.
“Alright, ladies and gentlemen. Time to kick some bad guy butt. Maybe we can get lucky and beat that bastard ’Lord’ Voldemort.” Ron, Harry and Hermione stared at Yusuke in disbelief. Does he really think they could take on Voldemort and his forces on their own. Well, they did have demons on their side, as well as the Order, and their friends at school. Harry felt his heart flutter in excitement and anticipation, but before he could even say ‘Alright then, lets go,’ Genkai showed up beside them.
“We still have some time, maybe a week. I think it’d be best if you stay a while and learn who you are going to be up against. You may already know his is formidable, but you still underestimate them all. I’ll be your instructor. Yes, that means you too Yusuke, Kuwabara. Don’t think you two are getting off that easily.” Genkai drop kicked Yusuke who made a run for it and grabbed Kuwabara by the ear. Harry gave Hermione and Ron a worried look and they swallowed hard, trying not to imagine how horrible the next few days will be.
“But we need to go see their guys to tell ‘em the plan,” Yusuke whined, rubbing his sore jaw. Genkai put her hands behind he back and looked at the three British teens.
“Then they’ll come here. Now come, we have much to work on.” She lead the way to the training grounds behind the house. It was much like the front, only it was a lot bigger, and less crowded with shrubberies and statues. The old woman stopped and turned around to face them.
“This is the beginning of your training. You will sweat, you will work, and you will cry. I will teach you to control the very energy that lets you do magic, and soon you wont even need a wand. I will teach you to fight and to use every ounce of resources you have. Don’t expect me to go easy on you because you are the boy who lived, or a girl.” She looked at Hermione who was fidgeting at the mention of physical labor. Harry didn’t mind. He was pretty strong from all that Quidditch, and the want to do magic without a wand like Professor Dumbledore made his insides leap.
“Let me first begin by explaining more about energy and magic. When you are born, your body has a set amount of energy. As you grow that energy grows with you. Sometimes that energy grows too fast, causing abnormalities, in this case, magic. You maybe wondering why Yusuke or Kuwabara never learned magic, and that is simple. There are different levels within the classes. They are class F1, F2, F3, F4 and F5. Class F1 being the lowest and class S5 being the highest of them all.
“A normal human has a F1 energy level. In order to be accepted in the magical world, you must reach a minimum of class F3 or higher, most only reaching F5 by age 11. Yusuke reached F3 when he was 14 so it was too late for him to learn, and instead he was accepted as Spirit World’s Spirit Detective. But if he was aware of magic he could have learned it then.” They all clung to every word, soaking it into her brain. Yusuke on the other hand looked rather angry.
“So, I could be able to fly or use magic? Why didn’t you tell me earlier!?” Genkai rolled her eyes and continued on her lecture. “Spirit World has the responsibility to keep normal people from knowing about these things; demons, wizards, spirits. If everyone knew these things existed there would be much chaos. You remember the Black Black Club, Yusuke, Kuwabara?” Both nod. How could they forget those rich bastards who kidnapped Yukina for money and forced them to enter the Dark Tournament for their own amusement? They experimented on demons, torturing and killing them. Yusuke couldn’t believe humans could be so cruel.
“Imagine that and just mix in the wizarding world and take that group of five and include the rest of the world. Demons know about wizards, but to them they are still just humans. The reason we didn’t tell you is because knowing you, you’d come to depend on their magic. Sometimes a little bit of physical labor is better for you than a flick of a wand.” Harry could see how that would affect everyone. No one would do anything anymore. How many would take advantage of it and wind up not even standing for months, maybe years. Hermione was eating all this up, and it was obvious she was eager to get started.
“First, I want to show you how to use that energy. Yusuke, may you?” Yusuke nodded, and held up his fist, thumb sticking up and index finger out like a little kid pretending he had a gun. The tip began to glow a blue color and a small pot shot erupted from it into a boulder on the other side of the area. Ron looked at Yusuke who grinned cockily and then at his own finger.
“Now, follow me and do what I do,” Genkai said before she sat on the ground, her legs crossed in a yoga type way. Ron, Harry and Hermione followed suit, plopping down on the dirt and folding their legs in that awkward way. When they got settled and after Genkai hit Ron on the head for falling back and completely crushing a patch of flowers. The old teacher placed her hands a few inches apart, looking like she was holing an invisible ball. The three did the same and closed their eyes with her. “Now, concentrate. Imagine your energy flowing out of your hands..” The three looked at each other.
“How do we know how it looks like if we don’t know?” Yusuke sat down next to them, imitating their stance and immediately a blue orb appeared in his palms.
“It’s not how it looks like, but how it feels. Like when I use it, it feels like, well me. It’s strong and hard to control, but warm and calm at the same time.” The orb dissipated and he watched as the three tried it themselves.
Hermione cleared her mind and tried to imagine how her energy feels. Probably loyal, calm, smart and most definitely confident. Nothing. Her face screwed up in frustration and she tried a different combination. Confident, knowing, fun and resourceful. Still nothing. Her arms slumped down and she sighed in defeat.
Harry wasn’t even sure how he feels. He wasn’t brave like so many other people think. He gets just as scared as anyone does. He liked to fly, so maybe his energy feels light? Brave, light and strong? Nothing. It was harder to know how you feel because you feel different than what you show.
Ron wasn’t successful either. He used everything. He thought of scrawny, tall, strong, and he even tried putting himself down with weak and lukewarm. Nothing, and he was relieved to see he wasn’t the only one to be unsuccessful. None of them could do it. Was there a secret to it? He thought back to what the old woman said earlier. Magic was their energy so Ron pulled out his wand and pointed it at a rock next to him.
“Wingardium Leviosa.” The rock hovered over the ground, but Ron wasn’t concentrating on that. Everyone except Genkai looked at Ron and the rock. Ron closed his eyes and felt a sudden warm feeling through his arm and into the wand. It was impossible to put into words, but if he could he’d say it was like drinking a cold glass of pumpkin juice on an excruciatingly hot day. Ron smiled and put his wand away and returned to the stance, with the feeling still tingling in his wand arm.
The others looked at him in confusing, but soon smiled in awe as a blue orb began to form within his hands. Genkai smiled approvingly, not even opening her eyes. Harry and Hermione gaped at him.
“H-How did you do that?” Ron shrugged and smiled triumphantly.
“All I did was remember how Genkai said magic is our energy. When I did that spell I felt me go up my arm and into my wand. It’s amazing how paying attention gets you through problems,” He added sarcastically laughing when Hermione shook her head in disproval. Harry pulled out his own wand and levitated the rock, and felt the energy that flowed through his body. It almost felt like he was flying, but more like he could do anything. It felt confident.
Hermione followed last and when she felt stronger, but it felt fuzzy, like a kitten or a soft pillow. The two summoned the blue orb and cheered in triumph as well. Genkai stood up and smiled down at them. “Now let’s begin your training.”
Meanwhile back at Malfoy Manor, Youko Kurama smiled contently as he watched them train through his and Harry’s connection. Truth be told, Youko was concerned about disappearing, but he want he wanted to make sure Harry was ready to fight against the Dark forces, and if Youko just ran away, Harry would never be training. If Harry came to him, ready for battle, then Voldemort could finally and truly be defeated.
The gray clouds outside hid the orange sky above it as the sun set. Only a few more hours, and another painful transformation will happen. Dread washed over the demon and he stood up and gazed out the window. The rain stopped, but the wet windows were still hard to look out of.
“Let’s see how well you live up to your reputation as the boy who lived.” He turned away and walked across the room to the door. He opened it and found himself in a long and elegant hallway filled with expensive paintings and tapestries. It was dark and frightful as the black ceiling loomed above casting an even darker shadow on the blood red rug. Youko was used to creepy places, but this was far the worst. A shiver went up his spine as he looked from painting to painting of Older generations of Malfoy, or who he thought were.
Questions filled his head as he turned into another long hallway. He was stuck in quite a pickle. With friends on both good and bad, who was he going to have to betray. Both have saved his life, and both he cared dearly for. He could remain neutral, but sooner of later he would have to choose between friends. Youko growled as images of Lucius and Yusuke floated in his mind. Follow your heart. What an annoying voice, much like his human conscious. Heart? Ha! Youko didn’t have a heart, he threw it away a long time ago. The feeling of love, affection, hate, sadness, they were distant memories of them. He refused to feel after so much hurt.
“Up and down the mountain peek, who they fall who will you decide to keep,” Youko sang to himself. He remembered when Kuronue sang that song one night, the night before they both decided to abandon their band of thieves and become a fearsome duo. It was either Kuronue or his ‘family.’ He chose Kuronue, and how ironic that not too long after the band got captured and hanged while his single partner met an untimely end. Will both sides crumble? Could he afford to be on any side?
He continued throughout the house to discover, besides the servants, he was the only one here. Maybe Lucius had some Ministry business to attend to. Before he could even open the door, he felt the pull of the moon from the other side. It was no use hiding from the inevitable, and so he opened the door, to meet face to face with a large window looking up into the almost clear night sky. The full moon shone on him and almost immediately he felt the sudden horrible pain from the last time.
A pain filled scream left his mouth as he fell to his knees in pain. Youko’s insides turned painful and he felt his body change reluctantly. It seemed faster and less painful as the last time at Hogwarts, but it didn’t stop him from screaming even louder when his body became too big for his skin and with a rip and several sickening cracks, his new form ripped through his old skin, fur growing out from under his bloody body. His tail split into four and the hands cradling his head become large claws. He let out another painful scream that turned into a howl and he slumped to the floor whimpering. His head pounded and it hurt to move at all. I hope my human half has a better time, he thought before he slipped into unconsciousness.
The house elves found him a little while later and carefully brought him back to the room he occupied, placing him comfortably on the bed. It would be dreadful for all of them if their master found Youko on the ground in the halls.
Several thousand miles away, his human half gazed up at the setting sun and sighed in exhaustion. He remembered being this tired the last time, but considering he hadn’t been getting a lot of sleep for the past few days, it was ten times worse. He pushed his red hair behind his ears and rubbed his eyes. He heard footsteps coming from behind, and Harry sat down on the porch next to him. Both were silent at first, but Harry broke the silence just as the crickets began to sing their night song.
“Is it really that bad that you lose your demon side?” His question was sort of surprising to Kurama. He thought he would asking him maybe about his past (even though he is unsure himself) or tell him everything would be okay.
The red head looked at Harry and was surprised to see him rather beaten up. He was covered in dirt and several bruises, and it made him chuckle to think what the other two looked like. Genkai was relentless towards the detectives, and sure was towards them. He wouldn’t be surprised if Harry smiled and told him she took his kidney.
“Considering I possess his energy and my own, I guess not, but…You can’t just throw away your past, Harry. No matter how gruesome it is or how sad. If Youko wasn’t apart of me, I’d just be Shuuichi Minamino with the mind of someone that I never was.” Youko was apart of him, apart of his past and mind. He may have his knowledge, his power and even his wit, but a hole began to form in his chest. He wanted Youko back to feel complete again, but mostly to keep that part of his life close.
Harry stayed quiet and hugged his legs and putting his chin on his knees. He remembers the many times he tried to forget about Voldemort, forget he was the boy who lived and how famous he was. How could anyone want to remember a past that was like that or worse. Harry just wanted to be a normal boy, but Shuuichi seemed to have a life far worse than being stared at by passing people, and that is what made him so… Cool.
“To kill so many people and hate it now, but still wanting to remember is mental abuse. How do you put up with it?” Kurama smiled and shook his head and looked up at the dull light from the stars.
“ The question isn’t how, but why. I do it to remind me about my sins so I can do all I can to redeem myself. To help drive me so I can become a better person- not just for me but for my family, and friends. Like you, you have such a history, yet you try and hide it. Hiding from others is a natural thing, but hiding from yourself is just plain sad.”
“And I do believe it is time,” Kurama added looking at Harry with sad eyes, accompanied with a small smile. Harry looked up to see the moon peeking through the clouds. The boy got up and backed up into the doorway and watched as the light bathed Kurama. Instantly Kurama’s form slumped and quivered in pain. Harry stood and watched noticing Yusuke and Genkai behind him watching as well.
His scream sent dozens of sleeping birds to fly out of the trees in fright. He tried to stand, but his legs couldn’t support his body under so much pain. Kurama collapsed on his hands and knees and screamed again and again, his bones growing painfully and his muscle tissue tear and reattach. Harry gasped at the dreadful change. It was nothing like his ex teacher’s. There was so much blood this time, and it made his stomach turn. Kurama’s skin tore and the exposed body bled profusely as he laid on the ground, his shrieks filling the air. It was enough to draw everyone to see. Yukina and Botan sobbed as they watched their friend grow blood red fur, and his human features disappear as the werewolf in him took over.
Back in England, Youko awoke suddenly, golden red eyes shot open as he leapt out of the bed and growled. The door opened to reveal Lucius. He sort of backed away, but kept his composure.
“I see you are… Well.” Youko whimpered and trotted over to the blonde and let him pat his muzzle. Malfoy straightened his cloak and cleared his throat.
“I’ll be gone for some time, Youko. Ministry business you see. Those idiots can’t do a thing by themselves. Make yourself at home, darling.” With that, he left the room and Youko who sat there in the silence.
“Good bye,” he said after him and went to the window again and looked out at the glowing moon above. A sudden urge grew inside him and he let out an ear splitting howl that filled the house and rattled the window.
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The red werewolf howled deeply at the moon. Its eerie sound made Harry, Ron and Hermione shiver. Is he okay to go near? Was Genkai right about how he could control himself? Hermione slowly left her spot next to Ron and inched towards Kurama’s slouching form. Hermione’s quivering hand reached out and her friends green eyes glowed red in the moon light.
“It’s alright, Kurama.” She put her hand on his snout and rubbed it gently. Kurama whimpered and leaned into the touch. She pulled away, and he hand was a slimy red color. She gasped, but soon Kurama cleaned it off with his tongue.
“I know,” he roughly before he shook, blood splattering everywhere. Hermione shrieked as she got covered. Kurama chuckled apologetically and nuzzled her for forgiveness.
“That is the last time I comfort you,” she cried in a sarcastic angry tone. Everyone seemed to laugh except Ron, who looked rather furious. He walked up to Hermione, his ears turning red.
“What’s wrong with you? What if he couldn’t control himself and killed you!? You may be book smart, but that there is a plain American stunt!” Botan giggled and Yusuke nudged Kuwabara both laughing too. Apparently they were the only ones who could see how jealous he was.
“What’s so funny?” Harry, who caught on as well, patted Ron on the back and put an arm around Hermione.
“So, are you going to invite me to the wedding?” Hermione opened her jaw in surprise and horror while Ron looked at him like he had ten heads. The two looked at each other and turned red, huffed and turned their backs to each other. This made everyone else laugh harder.
“Ew no. Hermione is my friend, nothing more,” Ron growled as he eyed the others angrily.
“And besides, “Hermione said, petting Kurama, “a dog has more manners than you do.” Ron gaped at her comment and his face began to catch up to his ears. How could she even say that? But just as Ron was about to tell her off she turned around with a smile.
“I’m kidding. We’re just friends. If you want you can have Harry.” Harry and Ron gagged and backed away from each other fast.
“I don’t think that was appropriate. Sorry mate, but I don’t think we should be friends anymore.” Ron laughed at Harry’s horror struck face as he said that, and he pouted.
“But Ronykins! I thought we loved each other,” Harry whined in a fake sob. Hiei shook his head and walked away, while Yusuke and Kuwabara were on the ground in a fit of laughter. Hermione giggled as she continued to stroke Kurama who had lazily laid down.
“Better get some rest,” Kurama said picking his head up and looking from one to the other.
“Yeah, tomorrow we continue training,” Harry said in horror. He had already underwent a few hundred push ups, fighting in the dark and even running with heavy weights on his legs. How much more could they do next?
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Oh, and In the past few chapters, if you noticed the words in bold and underlined, those were where I was supposed to look up the words, but because internet connection is impossible during vacation, I forgot and put it up. Sorry about that. I’m planning on rewriting this story and modifying it a bit.
Reviews are loved as usual, and I hope everyone has a Happy Easter!