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Well, this is the first chapter of a crossover story between Yu Yu hakusho and Harry Potter. Yeah, I was bored and was watching thirteen straight hours of anime. gonk





I can feel its pain...

Its tore through the forest, tattered and bloody, fleeing from someone, or something. He looked terrified, scared for his life, yet not a single tear appeared in his beautiful ember eyes.

Sparks erupted from all directions and the echoes of different spells and incantations filled the cold and still forest air. The spells hit him, one after another, but he didnt fall nor quiver or even cry out in pain- they seemed to repel right off him.

So sad and hateful. It's intoxicating...

His silver hair glistened in the monlight that peeped throught the clustered canopy as a pair of fuzzy fox like ears lay flat against his skull, protecting themselves from attack. A barrage of spells hit him at once this time knocking him to the ground in a cry or agony.

Who is he?

- - -

Harry Potter shot straight out of bed with a cry, panting like a dog, gasping for air. Cold sweat ran down his cheeks and covered his forehead like an extra layer of slimy skin. He reached out towards the night stand and clumsily rummaged for his glasses.

Putting on his glasses, he sat in the silence,listening to his uncle's thunderous snores for several minutes. He took deep breaths, trying to recall every detail of his dream, sifting through his mixed up and unorganized mind. Thoughts and questions buzzed through his head, a head ache soon took root in all the commotion.

'Who was that? Strange ears and a tail? And how was he repelling all those spells with out a wand, or better yet, without looking back?' Harry shook his head in frustration. He kept telling himslef it was only a dream, but there was still plaenty of room for reasonable doubt. He had many experiences where his dreams infact were visions that he and Voldemort shared.

Hedwig tilted her head towards Harry in concern and gave a deep hoot. Harry scuffled towards the white owl and stroked her back, smiling at her.

" I think I should owl Ron and Sirius, shouldn't I? Are you up to the job," he asked her and in response she stretched out her wings in agreement. He sat down at his small desk under the window sill and pulled out some parchment and a pen. He taped the tip on the paper, pondering about what he should write.

Dear Sirius,

Just checking up on you guys. I had this strange dream that I think you would like to know. I dont feel like writing down all the details since its two in the morning now. I think its something big though, sort of scary too. Hope you are well and say hello to the others for me.

Harry

Harry reread the letter, checking for mistakes. He wrote a second letter, this time to Ron, and labeled them, one to Ron and the other to Sirius. Harry folded the papers and turned to his owl.

"Hedwig, send this letter to Sirius," he commanded, tying one letter to her leg, "and this one to Ron." he tied the second one as well. The bird hooted cheerfully, holding her head up high like this was some important mission. Harry led her to the window and opened it letting the cold air engulf the small room. Parchment on the floor ruffled and scattered across the room. Expanding her wings, Hedwig took off into the sky slowly getting smaller and smaller by the minute.

The boy crawled back into his bed, wrapping himslef in his warm blankets. He placed his glasses on the night stand once again and turned off the lights. Soon he drifted back into the world of dreamless sleep. Just before night over took him, he felt the burnning sensation of his lightening bolt scar crawl over his forehead.

- - -

Harry woke up a few hours later to the shrill voice of his dear Aunt Petunia. He stumbled out of bed reluctantly and changed into a pair of jeans he found next to the bed, clean or not. He went down stairs Uncle Vernon and his large cousin Dudley sat eating their breakfast in silence. His uncle was reading the local news paper as Dudley watched his morning cartoons. Harry took the seat across from Uncle Vernon and helped himsef to some buttered toast. Small eyes peered over towards Harry from over the paper, eyeing him suspiciously.

" What were you doing last night? I heard some ruckess going on, hm?" Harry looking at him, brows raised.

"Oh, I had a bad dream. Sorry if I disturbed you," he apologized before his uncle could complain.

"Really now," he said in an interested tone. Harry smirked inwardly. Since Harry's increase of nightmares and the threats from Dumbledore, his aunt and uncle have been more concerned about him, always making sure he was fine. It was quite funny actually and Harry sort of enjoyed the extra attention.

Only three more weeks left till he will rejoin his fellow wizards at Hogwarts.

Chapter 3



The cool wind felt good on his burned skin as Harry, Lupin and Moddy made their way down Privet Drive. As soon as the two ex-teachers invited themselves in to tea, made his aunt and uncle uncomfortable and got his stuff from up stairs they went on their way. Number 12 Grimmauld Place or The Burrow, he wasn't sure. Either would be nice.

The walk was silent except for a few words mumbled between Moddy and Lupin. The awkwardness of the company drove Harry insane. Though he spent most of his summer in silence, it annoyed him more because he was with people he liked and admired.

They hurried down the road till the playground was in view. The wind rocked the swings back and forth and the creaking and whining of the seesaw made no sound in the thickly heated night time air. Harry followed the two to a part of the park that was isolated and unseen.

"We're apparating, aren't we," he asked disappointed. Its not that he didn't like to do it, it just that it wasn't very pleasant and left him feeling queasy and dizzy.

"We have to," Lupin stated, "The ministry has collected and locked up as many portkeys as possible. They are arresting anyone who creates or has one in their possession." Harry was astonished by the news.

"A bit over doing it, I think." Moody coughed noisily into his hand. Harry was just thinking the same thing. Out of routine, Harry held on to Lupin.

"Ready Harry?" Lupin looked down at Harry who gave a nod. Soon the feeling of being squeezed alive and suffocation overwhelmed Harry once again. The air spun around them shoving his body against Lupin's. (A/N: No, Harry isn't going to like lupin. I'm just writing what happens.)

The spinning feeling soon left as he felt gravity return back to normal. Harry stumbled to the ground since feeling was lost from his legs. He has apparated before, but it was a whole school year ago.

A crash and a bang snapped the boy out of his thoughts. His surroundings were completely different. Not a friendly boring neighborhood around Privet Drive, but black, dirty and dank. The doleful houses loomed over head, windows like eyes and porches like teeth. Silence still hovered over the company as they went down the street. Harry counted the house numbers as they went by.

Number 25, 24, 23... Clunk... Clunk...

Moody's fake leg shook the night. It was almost haunted.

Number 22, 21, 20... Clunk... Clunk...

Harry's nerves were screaming, calling for him to run. The hair on his neck stood on ends and his palms sweat. Harry was confused at this. Was it because he was too alert and that the scary surroundings made him uneasy, or the clunking of Moody in the dead silence? Harry tried to calm down. Maybe it was a dream and that Lupin and Moddy will turn into monsters covered in blood with matted fur and red eyes. The thought seemed logical until he tripped slightly and stubbed his toe on a hard but blunt object. Cursing at his clumsiness and wincing in pain, his hypothesis was proven false.

Number 19, 18 17... Clunk... Clunk... Clunk...

Why wont it stop? Was he going insane? No, Harry's mind was as stable as a positive at the moment. Maybe it was the silence, but why does the clunking get louder?

Number 16, 15, 14... Clunk... Clunk... Clunk...

He never realized how far 12 Grimmauld Place was. It seemed like forever to get this far. Lupin must have sensed Harry's uneasiness and smiled softly.

"Alright there, Harry," he asked pleasantly, breaking the deafening silence. Moody turned his head took look at Harry as well.

"Night's givin' ya the frights?" His gruff and sarcastic voice echoed through the deserted and empty houses. Harry shrugged. Not that they were or weren't, he was just not sure. His body was responding with fright but his mind was as clam as ever. Maybe because of all his little adventures his mind has grown to stay calm no matter what.

"Ah! We are finally here! Thank goodness, I was getting a little tired," Lupin laughed to the other two. They quickened their pace and were at their destination in only a few seconds.

- - -

Yusuke Urameshi jogged down the street frantically, looking into every tree in his path. His search for Hiei hadn't been very fruitful for the last few days. After that incident, both he and Kurama have been missing. Yusuke admitted to himself that he has no clue what was going on and even Genkai was dumbfounded. That worried Yusuke so his search for Hiei had been critical.

Yusuke got to the foxes house too late and found his parents and brother dead and the house burning. Then Hiei showed up and he practically picked him and Kuwabara and raced them to another part of town. Before he left the scene he remembered fuzzy monster attacked Kurama, who was oddly in his youkai form. Now, fuzzy demons are of no importance, but if it caused Kurama to transform, it has to be bad news.

"Hiei! Where are you?" The desperate cry disappeared through the buildings and the nightly sounds quieted for a short second.

"HIEI! KURAMA?" Again; silence. He kicked a bench with all his might, sending it flying through the air. His frustration just kept growing this summer. Yusuke actually thought about taking this school thing seriously this year, but with this event, the chances weren't so good. Next to that, his mom suddenly got a new boyfriend and they haven't left Yusuke alone all summer. Then there was Keiko up his a** every few seconds and the fact that he hadn't had a mission all break, he was on his last nerve.

Yusuke was at a loss. Only once has he ever felt completely lost and useless, and now, this makes the second. Fear swept over him as he thought about what may have happened to his friends. It wasn't the reikai tentai without Kurama and Hiei. Heck, life wouldn't be if it wasn't for those two.

"Grr... I hate this," he grumbled to himself. A scream filled his lungs.

"GOD DAMN IT! How come every time I need you guys, YOU GO MISSING?" The cry awoke many unhappy residents. Yusuke continued his way to the park, which was the last place he had to look before retiring for the night.

The park was always the group's favorite place to hang. Either after school, fun little outings Botan dragged them too or by themselves, thinking about this or that. In other words, it was like their own public secret club. Yusuke stopped at the entrance and looked into the black leaves of the trees, hoping to get a small glimpse of those infamous ruby eyes.

It took Yusuke fifteen minutes to call it a night. Beyond the spooky feeling of being watched (probably by Hiei, no less) and the darkness, Yusuke felt like going home and sleeping with the lights on. As he made his way down the pebbled path, with his keen hearing, he could hear whispers from of the path. Curiousity over took his being because, as we all should know, this is Yusuke; he cant help but stick his nose into trouble.

He quietly snuck through the under bush, hiding himself quite well; the saying silent as a bell came into effect once he stumbled over a tree root, grabbed onto a branch to support him, said branch broke with a bone aching crack and then falling into a pile of dried leaves.

Eyes shut and muscles tense, the whispers stopped for several minutes before they once again filled Yusukes ears. He inched his way closer until he could see the people behind some shrubbery. Yusuke almost cried out in shock for he recognized them from the incident a few days ago.

They had long dark cloaks that dragged slightly on the ground, topped with pointed hoods and horrible face masks which hid their identity.

"What was that?" One of the strangers spoke quietly. Yusuke struggled to figure out what they were saying. They weren't speaking japanese obviously.

"It matter not. Anyway. Did you manage to capture the fox?"

"No, Greyback and some of the others are still chasing him. What an annoyance." On of them growled in frustration and seemed to turn a nearby tree into cinders. Only two or three yards away from the pile of ash, Yusuke sighed thankfully. How did they do that? They have ordinary energy levels for ordinary humans, yet this person-this thing, destroyed a tree with a stick and bright lights.

The half breed heard enough and slowly scurried away from the group. Since Hiei and Kurama were no where to be found, Botan was the next best thing. For now though...

"For now... I need sleep... I'll check up on her in the morning." At that, Yusuke jogged down the street back to his house.

- - -

Harry was bombarded with hugs and greetings as he entered the dusty old house wearing a smile. As expected, Mrs. Weasley was the first to shower Harry with praises, hugs and even kisses. Soon followed by Ron and Hermione and not to forget Sirius, Harry almost swore that they acted like they haven't seen him in years; it amused him greatly.

From the last time he was here, it has gotten a lot cleaner and less musty. In fact, it appeared a lot more pleasant. Lupin and Moody went into the kitchen whose door was held open by a serious looking Mr. Weasley. He nodded towards Harry, giving him a meek smile, then closing and locking the door shut.

"Probably discussing some big important order stuff," Ron stated, noticing Harry's questioned look towards the door.

"I swear," Hermione's voice chirped up, "you are the densest boy I've ever met. It's obvious that they are going to discuss Harry's dream." Ron rolled his eyes and Hermione's glare was like daggers. Hostility seeped off the girl. Harry and Ron backed off and decided to take a short walk around the mansion. Once they were out of Hermione's keen ear shot Ron started off thier conversation with the most obvious statement he could ever make.

"Crazy, that one is." The two laughed their way down the halls, talking about their summers, assignments and the new school year. Nothing made Harry happier than talking about magic and friends without being looked at funny or scolded.

- - -

Meanwhile, in the kitchen, Lupin, Moody, Dumbledore and Mr. Weasley sat around and old rickety wooden table. The four sat in silence before Lupin spoke.

"A Japanese Silver fox apparition."

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