Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Harry Potter and The King of Thieves ❯ Chapter26 ( Chapter 26 )
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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: 1 | Words: 2.9K | Visits: 412 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Adventure / Fantasy / Angst | Type: Crossover | Uploaded On: 07.06.2007 | Pages: 1 | Words: 2.9K | Visits: 412 | Status: Work In Progress
Disclaimer: I love you Moon Minamino. Gave me good pointers to put into my writing in the future, and stuff to fix in the past. I’ll be busy this week with rewriting, wont I? xD
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Harry lay sprawled out on the snow covered ground on the dojo, sweating and panting despite the cold weather that surrounded them. Ron stood a few paces next to him, swaying dangerously before collapsing himself. Hermione, who gave up before Harry, sat up to inspect a rather nasty looking gash in her right arm. Genkai casually brushed off some dirt on her sleeves and looked down at the three teens with her usual stony glare.
“Get up,” she snapped, “it’s been five days and you have barely made any progress.” Yusuke strolled over to Harry and grabbed his under arm. He pulled him up and patted him on the back before going to help Ron up. Harry looked over to see Kurama saying something to Hermione that made her giggle and turn beet red. Ron saw this and his ears turned pink as the Japanese red head helped her up and smiled at her. “Reckon he wants to get in her pants,” Ron growled angrily as they slowly made they way on the other side of the field to receive another barrage of attacks to ‘block.’ Harry looked at Hermione who stood beside them, looking ready to defend. Yusuke stood opposite of them with a grin on his face.
“Alright, ladies and gentlemen. Let’s try it again,” he called his fist glowing blue with energy. Harry and Ron got into their stance, but before the spirit detective could unleash his shotgun, Hermione raced towards him. Yusuke only had a few seconds to get over his shock before the witch drew her hand back and sent it flying at his cheek, knocking him over. Genkai smirked, in approval while Kurama and Keiko were caught in a fit of laughter. Hermione turned beet red again. “I was supposed to kick you in the pants, but I couldn’t do it. I’m sorry Kurama.” Keiko’s giggles got louder at Yusuke’s horrified expression. “How could you even suggest that, Kurama?” The fox shrugged and grinned mischievously over to Harry and Ron.
“I see… If it wasn’t Kurama’s idea, I would be more enthusiastic,” Genkai growled sending a nice glare at Kurama. It quickly went away as she moved over to Yusuke and faced Harry and Ron. “If battle, it’s necessary to give your opponent as little time to prepare as possible.” Yusuke grinned up at his teacher and jumped to his feet. “Whatever, let’s just try this again.” This time, Yusuke didn’t even get into a stance, he quickly shot his spirit gun at Harry. In a panic Harry dived to the side just before the blue bullet hit, but was met by Hiei who had his katana drawn, gleaming in the winter sun. Harry’s eyes widened, but he ducked with unknown skill and rolled away. Hiei didn’t pursue him, and Yusuke applauded merrily.
“Nice job! Didn’t know you could move that fast!” Ron and Hermione clapped as well, both looking surprised themselves. Hermione ran over to Harry and helped him up as worried tears dripped down her face. She wiped them away and glared dangerously at Yusuke. “You could have killed him,” she scolded loudly, then turning to Hiei and yelled, “You could have cut off his head!” Yusuke’s cheerful expression was extinguished with shame.
“Sorry, but Genkai said…” Genkai sent a kick at Yusuke’s head, sending him flying to the ground. “Dimwit,” she yelled, “I didn’t mean to attack then! They still haven’t mastered to block it with a heads up.” She inspected Harry and beckoned Ron to join them. “You three are useless. It’s not hard to create a barrier of spirit energy, in fact, it’s one of the easiest ways to use your energy. I compliment you on your dodging skills, though they too could use a lot of work. It‘ll be your job to protect yourselves and other,” she snapped and turned away and returned to her place on the sides. Ron scolded at her back and mumbled to his friends, “If I didn’t know any better, she’s probably a female Japanese version of Snape!”
“Come on guys, get ready now,” Yusuke called, preparing his shot gun once again. It was useless, Harry thought as the blue light erupted from Yusuke’s fist. It all seemed to be so slow. Was this because he was going to die? They say the world slows down seconds before you kick the bucket. ‘I’ve been trying to make a barrier for days, but I can’t. Why not?’ Just then, an image of Voldemort flashed through his mind. He was killing so many people; Mrs. Weasley, Ron, Hermione, Sirius, Dumbledore. No, Harry wouldn’t let him kill them, not ever.
Harry felt power course through his body, the same feeling that occurred when he summoned the ball of energy when he first came to Genkai. The need to protect was the only thing he thought of. His vision began to blur and a flash of white light over took his sight, then all went quiet. When Harry came to, he was on the ground, and the heads of everyone else hovered over him.
“Blimey, Harry,” Ron said in awe. “You did it!” The disoriented teen sat up only to begin the worst head ache ever imaginable. He rubbed his eyes with the palms of his hands, pressing down on them to stop the pain. When he removed them and let the day’s light flash blindingly over them, he found Yusuke’s face centimeters away from his own.
“You did it, wizard man,” he exclaimed happily, patting him on the back in congratulations. Hermione applauded him and sat down next to Harry.
“Amazing, Harry! Brilliant! I knew you could do it.” She dusted off the snow and dirt on his back and helped him onto his feet. “What did I do?”
“You successfully created a guard barrier out of your own spirit energy. I say it’s about time too. You’re taking too long at mastering the basics.” The three groaned and rolled their eyes. ‘Tell us something we don’t know,’ Harry thought in frustration. All that aside, Harry began to ponder the visions and the sudden courage that made him create that barrier. Would he fall unconscious every time, or was it because it was the first time he did it. And are those thoughts the key to summon up the power? Only one way to find out. He turned to Hermione and Ron.
“Listen, I think I know how to do it, but I’m not entirely sure.” He told them what he thought before he fell to the ground, the sudden urge to protect them from Voldemort and his monster army. “It might have just been a coincidence,” Harry warned before they agreed to try it out. “If it doesn’t work, we’ll just get blasted and try again. We’ve been doing it all day.” They nodded and stood side by side, ready for Yusuke one more time. The raven haired boy cocked his wrist at them, charging for another spirit gun.
Harry closed his eyes with his hands held out in front of him. He thought about how his parents protected him from Voldemort that fateful night 15 years ago. Had they learned this sort of defense, would they still be alive today? Didn’t he owe them everything for letting him live on to protect everyone else? The same warm feeling came over him as before and he became dizzy. ‘I wont pass out again,’ he thought, shaking his head to rid his vision of the fog that hovered over it.
A light blue mist shot out of his palms, forming a protective bubble around him. Harry looked over and through his fuzzy vision he saw the same thing with Ron and Hermione. He couldn’t see their expressions, but he could tell they were about to collapse. His knees buckled and he fell on them, still determined to stay conscious. The attack collided with their shields and reflected beautifully back at Yusuke, who easily dodge it, letting it clear through the forest.
As the bubble dissipated, it left Harry Panting and sweating profusely. Ron and Hermione were unconscious just as Harry was when it first happened to him. ‘So it does work that way,’ he thought. Kurama, Keiko and Yukina rushed over to the other two while Genkai and Yusuke made their way over to Harry. He looked up at them and smiled weakly. “Did it again.” Their faces were smeared by black spots, and their voices sounded distant. Before he knew it, everything went black.
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“You’re insolence is irksome,” Voldemort’s high pitched hiss growled, towering over the crumpled body of Youko Kurama. The silver haired fox looked up at the dark wizard with weary eyes, his brows furrowed in pain and anger. “I c-can’t, my lord…” his face looked strained aft6er saying such a thing to such a being. The words left a bitter taste on his tongue. “I’m t-too weak. I can b-barely walk…” Voldemort sneered and pointed his wand at Youko. “Crucio!” An ear splitting shriek filled the hideout as Youko writhed and thrashed in pain. In his weakened state, the demon wasn’t surprised that he was beginning to be effected by spells that would normally bounce right off.
“You will lead Harry Potter to me. You will join my army, and we shall wreak havoc and spread fear in the hearts of every wizard and muggle.” He pulled his wand away from Youko and stepped towards the window. The curtains were drawn, hiding them from the outside. Voldemort’s red eyes peered out into the night and a wicked smile crossed his face. “Because if you don’t,” he pulled back the satin fabric and let the moon shine onto his form. “You’ll suffer the same death as your family and your friends.” Youko once again began to thrash and scream. His bones cracked and snapped as he began the painful transformation from demon to wolf. Blood began to form beneath him and in seconds, a whimpering werewolf lay in front of the fireplace. Voldemort kneeled down next to him and whispered, “But worse…”
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“We’ll have to return them back to Hogwarts,” Koenma stated plainly, looking from Botan, to Yusuke and then to Genkai. The three nodded in agreement. They’ve been training them for over two weeks, and the school was undoubtedly looking high and low for them. Soon, they’ll be on their door step. News of Harry Potter being in Japan would spread from their wizarding community and become worldwide news. “Either you return them, or I bring them here.” Genkai stepped forward and stared at the chibi prince with her usual stoic expression. “I think you better summon them, and maybe explain what happened. I’m sure you and Dumbledore are acquainted. But wait till we are through with them.” Koenma stood up on his red chair, leaning over his desk with a frustrated look.
“No more time! The human world is in danger, and you have no time to train children who never picked up anything other than books and a wand!” Yusuke grabbed his toddle boss by the collar of his shirt and pulled him face to face. “Give us two more days, damn it! Just give us two more fucking days,” it was more of a command than a plead, and Yusuke let go of Koenma and walked out of the office. Botan sighed and turned her gave from Yusuke’s retreating back to her boss.
“Yes, give us two more days. They’ve mastered too much now just to give up.” Koenma leaned back in his chair and crossed his arms over his chest. Dumbledore has already paid a respectable visit to him already, requesting to help find the missing students. He remembered how tired and withered the old wizard looked. He was more worried than angry. He was sure Dumbledore would think something was up if Koenma didn’t find them quickly. Then again, he came to see Koenma way back when Voldemort was at his peek of power. Then, he couldn’t find Voldemort because of a magic force field, maybe he could convince the headmaster they were unpalatable on his computer.
“All right, but just two days. After that, I’m notifying Albus Dumbledore. I’ll explain our current situation and why and how Kurama found his way onto his door step to begin with. If he doesn’t wish for us to use Harry, then we cannot argue. I trust you’ll tell Yusuke that, Master Genkai?” The elder nodded and turned as well to leave the office and back to her dojo where her current students were sleeping peacefully, ready to be rudely awaken for more training and hard labor. The thought put a smile on Genkai’s face and a chuckle escaped her lips. ‘This will be a fun two days,’ she mused as she returned to her home back in the human realm.
Back inside, Ron, Harry and Hermione were sitting comfortably in front of the television, watching a movie with English subtitles. They were all in cotton pajamas that felt good against their tired and raw skin. They’ve been resting since they began learning combat moves and used up all their energy learning to cast spells with out their wands. Hermione leaned on Ron’s shoulder as a rather romantic scene came up. Ron looked won at her with wide eyes and Hermione (Who really didn’t know what she was doing) shot up and apologized to the stunned red head. “Sorry, she mumbled. “I’m just a bit tired.” Ron kept staring at her with wide eyes before he shrugged and stuttered, “It’s alright… But, you know.. If you want to.. Lean on my shoulder.. You know, to sleep, you could..” Harry smirked , side glancing at the romance comedy going on next to him. Hermione blushed deeply, and Ron’s ears reddened quickly.
“Erm.. Thanks…” Hermione hesitantly placed her head back on his shoulder, and an awkward silence fell over the trio. Harry couldn’t hold back a laugh, and the two glared his way. He was able to contain his laughter, but it was plain on his face he enjoyed the ridiculous scene. Harry always thought they looked good together, and the way they always went at each other reminded them, and in the wise words of Ginny, ‘like a quarreling married old couple.’ The two were rigid and uncomfortable looking as they leaned next to each other.
Just then, Genkai walked briskly through the door and ordered, “Bed now. We have two days left, and I plan you three to be in top shape for tomorrow. For tomorrow, you’ll be finishing your training, and depending on how things go, you’ll either return to school, or stay with us. Got it?” She spat the last part at Ron and Hermione who were still ’cuddling’ and turned around and left the room. Kurama was by the door and wished them a good night, before departing as well. The three looked at each other confused, but got up and headed to their rooms. “I wonder what happened,” was the last thing that Hermione said before they went to bed, the question weighing heavily on their minds.
As Harry laid in his makeshift bed, the sky turned ember as the sun set over the leafless trees. He thought about what had happened to cut their three week training short. Did they hear news of Voldemort deciding to attack the wizarding community, or was it Kurama’s demon side? Was Youko disappearing quicker than they anticipated? Or was Professor Dumbledore looking for them, and they only had two days before he arrived? Or, was it that Voldemort knows where Harry is. What if Voldemort planned to attack them, but they were warned before hand. Whatever reason, it made his stomach curl into a knot and the lump in his throat swelled up.
He turned on his side and closed his eyes, concentrating on the darkness of his eye lids to lull him to sleep.
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How is it? Fine? I hope so. I’ve been careful with this chapter, making sure it sounded alright and all. I’m rewriting my chapters, and maybe adding a lot more too it. It is going a bit too fast, and I’ll be working to fix it. I’m definitely going to get the next chapter up by tomorrow, the 6th.
Oh, and that scene with Youko and Voldemort, it wasn’t a dream of Harry’s, just so there isn’t confusing. ><
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Harry lay sprawled out on the snow covered ground on the dojo, sweating and panting despite the cold weather that surrounded them. Ron stood a few paces next to him, swaying dangerously before collapsing himself. Hermione, who gave up before Harry, sat up to inspect a rather nasty looking gash in her right arm. Genkai casually brushed off some dirt on her sleeves and looked down at the three teens with her usual stony glare.
“Get up,” she snapped, “it’s been five days and you have barely made any progress.” Yusuke strolled over to Harry and grabbed his under arm. He pulled him up and patted him on the back before going to help Ron up. Harry looked over to see Kurama saying something to Hermione that made her giggle and turn beet red. Ron saw this and his ears turned pink as the Japanese red head helped her up and smiled at her. “Reckon he wants to get in her pants,” Ron growled angrily as they slowly made they way on the other side of the field to receive another barrage of attacks to ‘block.’ Harry looked at Hermione who stood beside them, looking ready to defend. Yusuke stood opposite of them with a grin on his face.
“Alright, ladies and gentlemen. Let’s try it again,” he called his fist glowing blue with energy. Harry and Ron got into their stance, but before the spirit detective could unleash his shotgun, Hermione raced towards him. Yusuke only had a few seconds to get over his shock before the witch drew her hand back and sent it flying at his cheek, knocking him over. Genkai smirked, in approval while Kurama and Keiko were caught in a fit of laughter. Hermione turned beet red again. “I was supposed to kick you in the pants, but I couldn’t do it. I’m sorry Kurama.” Keiko’s giggles got louder at Yusuke’s horrified expression. “How could you even suggest that, Kurama?” The fox shrugged and grinned mischievously over to Harry and Ron.
“I see… If it wasn’t Kurama’s idea, I would be more enthusiastic,” Genkai growled sending a nice glare at Kurama. It quickly went away as she moved over to Yusuke and faced Harry and Ron. “If battle, it’s necessary to give your opponent as little time to prepare as possible.” Yusuke grinned up at his teacher and jumped to his feet. “Whatever, let’s just try this again.” This time, Yusuke didn’t even get into a stance, he quickly shot his spirit gun at Harry. In a panic Harry dived to the side just before the blue bullet hit, but was met by Hiei who had his katana drawn, gleaming in the winter sun. Harry’s eyes widened, but he ducked with unknown skill and rolled away. Hiei didn’t pursue him, and Yusuke applauded merrily.
“Nice job! Didn’t know you could move that fast!” Ron and Hermione clapped as well, both looking surprised themselves. Hermione ran over to Harry and helped him up as worried tears dripped down her face. She wiped them away and glared dangerously at Yusuke. “You could have killed him,” she scolded loudly, then turning to Hiei and yelled, “You could have cut off his head!” Yusuke’s cheerful expression was extinguished with shame.
“Sorry, but Genkai said…” Genkai sent a kick at Yusuke’s head, sending him flying to the ground. “Dimwit,” she yelled, “I didn’t mean to attack then! They still haven’t mastered to block it with a heads up.” She inspected Harry and beckoned Ron to join them. “You three are useless. It’s not hard to create a barrier of spirit energy, in fact, it’s one of the easiest ways to use your energy. I compliment you on your dodging skills, though they too could use a lot of work. It‘ll be your job to protect yourselves and other,” she snapped and turned away and returned to her place on the sides. Ron scolded at her back and mumbled to his friends, “If I didn’t know any better, she’s probably a female Japanese version of Snape!”
“Come on guys, get ready now,” Yusuke called, preparing his shot gun once again. It was useless, Harry thought as the blue light erupted from Yusuke’s fist. It all seemed to be so slow. Was this because he was going to die? They say the world slows down seconds before you kick the bucket. ‘I’ve been trying to make a barrier for days, but I can’t. Why not?’ Just then, an image of Voldemort flashed through his mind. He was killing so many people; Mrs. Weasley, Ron, Hermione, Sirius, Dumbledore. No, Harry wouldn’t let him kill them, not ever.
Harry felt power course through his body, the same feeling that occurred when he summoned the ball of energy when he first came to Genkai. The need to protect was the only thing he thought of. His vision began to blur and a flash of white light over took his sight, then all went quiet. When Harry came to, he was on the ground, and the heads of everyone else hovered over him.
“Blimey, Harry,” Ron said in awe. “You did it!” The disoriented teen sat up only to begin the worst head ache ever imaginable. He rubbed his eyes with the palms of his hands, pressing down on them to stop the pain. When he removed them and let the day’s light flash blindingly over them, he found Yusuke’s face centimeters away from his own.
“You did it, wizard man,” he exclaimed happily, patting him on the back in congratulations. Hermione applauded him and sat down next to Harry.
“Amazing, Harry! Brilliant! I knew you could do it.” She dusted off the snow and dirt on his back and helped him onto his feet. “What did I do?”
“You successfully created a guard barrier out of your own spirit energy. I say it’s about time too. You’re taking too long at mastering the basics.” The three groaned and rolled their eyes. ‘Tell us something we don’t know,’ Harry thought in frustration. All that aside, Harry began to ponder the visions and the sudden courage that made him create that barrier. Would he fall unconscious every time, or was it because it was the first time he did it. And are those thoughts the key to summon up the power? Only one way to find out. He turned to Hermione and Ron.
“Listen, I think I know how to do it, but I’m not entirely sure.” He told them what he thought before he fell to the ground, the sudden urge to protect them from Voldemort and his monster army. “It might have just been a coincidence,” Harry warned before they agreed to try it out. “If it doesn’t work, we’ll just get blasted and try again. We’ve been doing it all day.” They nodded and stood side by side, ready for Yusuke one more time. The raven haired boy cocked his wrist at them, charging for another spirit gun.
Harry closed his eyes with his hands held out in front of him. He thought about how his parents protected him from Voldemort that fateful night 15 years ago. Had they learned this sort of defense, would they still be alive today? Didn’t he owe them everything for letting him live on to protect everyone else? The same warm feeling came over him as before and he became dizzy. ‘I wont pass out again,’ he thought, shaking his head to rid his vision of the fog that hovered over it.
A light blue mist shot out of his palms, forming a protective bubble around him. Harry looked over and through his fuzzy vision he saw the same thing with Ron and Hermione. He couldn’t see their expressions, but he could tell they were about to collapse. His knees buckled and he fell on them, still determined to stay conscious. The attack collided with their shields and reflected beautifully back at Yusuke, who easily dodge it, letting it clear through the forest.
As the bubble dissipated, it left Harry Panting and sweating profusely. Ron and Hermione were unconscious just as Harry was when it first happened to him. ‘So it does work that way,’ he thought. Kurama, Keiko and Yukina rushed over to the other two while Genkai and Yusuke made their way over to Harry. He looked up at them and smiled weakly. “Did it again.” Their faces were smeared by black spots, and their voices sounded distant. Before he knew it, everything went black.
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“You’re insolence is irksome,” Voldemort’s high pitched hiss growled, towering over the crumpled body of Youko Kurama. The silver haired fox looked up at the dark wizard with weary eyes, his brows furrowed in pain and anger. “I c-can’t, my lord…” his face looked strained aft6er saying such a thing to such a being. The words left a bitter taste on his tongue. “I’m t-too weak. I can b-barely walk…” Voldemort sneered and pointed his wand at Youko. “Crucio!” An ear splitting shriek filled the hideout as Youko writhed and thrashed in pain. In his weakened state, the demon wasn’t surprised that he was beginning to be effected by spells that would normally bounce right off.
“You will lead Harry Potter to me. You will join my army, and we shall wreak havoc and spread fear in the hearts of every wizard and muggle.” He pulled his wand away from Youko and stepped towards the window. The curtains were drawn, hiding them from the outside. Voldemort’s red eyes peered out into the night and a wicked smile crossed his face. “Because if you don’t,” he pulled back the satin fabric and let the moon shine onto his form. “You’ll suffer the same death as your family and your friends.” Youko once again began to thrash and scream. His bones cracked and snapped as he began the painful transformation from demon to wolf. Blood began to form beneath him and in seconds, a whimpering werewolf lay in front of the fireplace. Voldemort kneeled down next to him and whispered, “But worse…”
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“We’ll have to return them back to Hogwarts,” Koenma stated plainly, looking from Botan, to Yusuke and then to Genkai. The three nodded in agreement. They’ve been training them for over two weeks, and the school was undoubtedly looking high and low for them. Soon, they’ll be on their door step. News of Harry Potter being in Japan would spread from their wizarding community and become worldwide news. “Either you return them, or I bring them here.” Genkai stepped forward and stared at the chibi prince with her usual stoic expression. “I think you better summon them, and maybe explain what happened. I’m sure you and Dumbledore are acquainted. But wait till we are through with them.” Koenma stood up on his red chair, leaning over his desk with a frustrated look.
“No more time! The human world is in danger, and you have no time to train children who never picked up anything other than books and a wand!” Yusuke grabbed his toddle boss by the collar of his shirt and pulled him face to face. “Give us two more days, damn it! Just give us two more fucking days,” it was more of a command than a plead, and Yusuke let go of Koenma and walked out of the office. Botan sighed and turned her gave from Yusuke’s retreating back to her boss.
“Yes, give us two more days. They’ve mastered too much now just to give up.” Koenma leaned back in his chair and crossed his arms over his chest. Dumbledore has already paid a respectable visit to him already, requesting to help find the missing students. He remembered how tired and withered the old wizard looked. He was more worried than angry. He was sure Dumbledore would think something was up if Koenma didn’t find them quickly. Then again, he came to see Koenma way back when Voldemort was at his peek of power. Then, he couldn’t find Voldemort because of a magic force field, maybe he could convince the headmaster they were unpalatable on his computer.
“All right, but just two days. After that, I’m notifying Albus Dumbledore. I’ll explain our current situation and why and how Kurama found his way onto his door step to begin with. If he doesn’t wish for us to use Harry, then we cannot argue. I trust you’ll tell Yusuke that, Master Genkai?” The elder nodded and turned as well to leave the office and back to her dojo where her current students were sleeping peacefully, ready to be rudely awaken for more training and hard labor. The thought put a smile on Genkai’s face and a chuckle escaped her lips. ‘This will be a fun two days,’ she mused as she returned to her home back in the human realm.
Back inside, Ron, Harry and Hermione were sitting comfortably in front of the television, watching a movie with English subtitles. They were all in cotton pajamas that felt good against their tired and raw skin. They’ve been resting since they began learning combat moves and used up all their energy learning to cast spells with out their wands. Hermione leaned on Ron’s shoulder as a rather romantic scene came up. Ron looked won at her with wide eyes and Hermione (Who really didn’t know what she was doing) shot up and apologized to the stunned red head. “Sorry, she mumbled. “I’m just a bit tired.” Ron kept staring at her with wide eyes before he shrugged and stuttered, “It’s alright… But, you know.. If you want to.. Lean on my shoulder.. You know, to sleep, you could..” Harry smirked , side glancing at the romance comedy going on next to him. Hermione blushed deeply, and Ron’s ears reddened quickly.
“Erm.. Thanks…” Hermione hesitantly placed her head back on his shoulder, and an awkward silence fell over the trio. Harry couldn’t hold back a laugh, and the two glared his way. He was able to contain his laughter, but it was plain on his face he enjoyed the ridiculous scene. Harry always thought they looked good together, and the way they always went at each other reminded them, and in the wise words of Ginny, ‘like a quarreling married old couple.’ The two were rigid and uncomfortable looking as they leaned next to each other.
Just then, Genkai walked briskly through the door and ordered, “Bed now. We have two days left, and I plan you three to be in top shape for tomorrow. For tomorrow, you’ll be finishing your training, and depending on how things go, you’ll either return to school, or stay with us. Got it?” She spat the last part at Ron and Hermione who were still ’cuddling’ and turned around and left the room. Kurama was by the door and wished them a good night, before departing as well. The three looked at each other confused, but got up and headed to their rooms. “I wonder what happened,” was the last thing that Hermione said before they went to bed, the question weighing heavily on their minds.
As Harry laid in his makeshift bed, the sky turned ember as the sun set over the leafless trees. He thought about what had happened to cut their three week training short. Did they hear news of Voldemort deciding to attack the wizarding community, or was it Kurama’s demon side? Was Youko disappearing quicker than they anticipated? Or was Professor Dumbledore looking for them, and they only had two days before he arrived? Or, was it that Voldemort knows where Harry is. What if Voldemort planned to attack them, but they were warned before hand. Whatever reason, it made his stomach curl into a knot and the lump in his throat swelled up.
He turned on his side and closed his eyes, concentrating on the darkness of his eye lids to lull him to sleep.
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How is it? Fine? I hope so. I’ve been careful with this chapter, making sure it sounded alright and all. I’m rewriting my chapters, and maybe adding a lot more too it. It is going a bit too fast, and I’ll be working to fix it. I’m definitely going to get the next chapter up by tomorrow, the 6th.
Oh, and that scene with Youko and Voldemort, it wasn’t a dream of Harry’s, just so there isn’t confusing. ><