Harry Potter and Demons of Legend

By: Bomb-O-Maniac

Summary: Exchange students from the U.S. and Japan are sent to Hogwarts to protect Harry and company from an evil wizard and a to mention retrieve the body of Sirius Black from behind the veil. YYHHP

Disclaimer: I don't own HP or YYH.

"You're mission, should you choose to accept it - is to infiltrate and protect the school known as hogwarts. Your second objective is to retrieve the body of Sirius Black, who fell behind the veil in the department of mysteries.. We can't find the body, so we just decided to have you do it, comprende?" Koenma stood on top of his desk in all chibified glory with mission impossible music playing in the background.

Two of his top spirit detectives sat before him with carefully composed looks on their faces. The small god knew that, despite all the other detectives he had to rely on, these two were the best for the mission. Why? Well, (a) they were smarter, (b) they were powerful, (c) resourceful, (d) and the both had over a thousand years worth of experience in infiltration, search and rescue, spying and the like. Not to mention they could both speak the local lingo with ease.

"So, you want us to go and baby sit a bunch of human children with sticks?" asked the female.

"No, not baby sit, protect, P-R-O-T-T-E-C-T." Koenma spelled out.

"You spelled 'protect' wrong Koenma." Kurama pointed out calmly - even though he wasn't to happy with the baby sitting prospect. Koenma's eye brow twitched.

"Shut up Kurama! Now, do you accept you mission or not?" Monty rolled her eyes.

"I baby sit King and Sabo and Hinageshi, not to mention I don't get paid for it either. There is no way in hell that I am going to baby sit a school full of magical ninjen kids with sticks." she said. Kurama nodded his head.

"I am not fond of baby sitting humanchildren either. I have to decline." He said. Koenma glared.

"That's just to bad because you two DON'T HAVE ACHOICE IN THE MATTER! BWAHAHAHAHAAAAA! YOU'RE GOING! AND THAT'S FINAL!" Koenma laughed maniacally and slammed his chibi fist into a large red button that magically appeared before him in thin air. Nothing happened. Koenma hit button again a few more times before throwing his arms up in the air.

"Is something supposed to happen?" Monty leaned over and asked Kurama in a whisper. He shrugged. The hell if he was supposed to know.

Koenma jumped on the button.

"WHY -jump- WON'T -jump- YOU -jump- PUSH! – Jump, jump, jump-" When nothing happened he finally gave up and pulled a giant mallet out of no where.

"BWAHAHAHAAAA!" He bashed the mallet down upon the button. It clicked with a satisfactory 'CLICK' and some thing mechanical began to make a whirring sound. Monty and Kurama looked around in confusion. Had Koenma gone mad?

The floor suddenly gave way beneath the two demons and the plummeted into a large white room.

"Here you will proceed to chance into more wizard-ish garb and put your affairs into order before you leave diagon alley in the next hour." Koenma said through a giant megaphone. "If you have any letter to send - that's what the owl are for. Have a nice day." With that said, the metal doors above them shut with a clang.

"Well, that was interesting." Monty commented.

"It was indeed." He sighed and turned to the nearest of two large wardrobes and flung the doors open. "This is going to be a very interesting mission to say the least - wow isn't that a fashionable piece of clothing."

- An hour later -

"Yo." Greeted the great Koenma. "GAH! WHAT DID YOU DO TO YOUR HAIR!"

Kurama glanced up from his book and looked at the god.

"Something wrong Koenma?" He asked, curios as to why the god was freaking out. "I hope there isn't anything in my hair." He ran a hand through said hair. Koenma could only gape. In place of long flowing red locks, there was short, midnight blue black hair that was just long enough to pull back into a short ponytail at the back of his neck. Koenma blinked a few times before turning his attention to the other demon/human in the room. Monty's usual lengthy dark green braid was no more. In stead there was shoulder length French braided light brown hair with a few wispy hairs hanging about.

"Good thing you left a pair of scissors lying about." she said lightly from her place atop a dark brown and leather trunk. She almost smiled at the dumb founded expression on Koenma's face.

"Are we going now?" Kurama asked. "Because if we are, there are a few things we'd like to discuss first." he shut his book and leaned towards the godling. There was a gleam in his eyes that Koenma didn't quite like.

"Damn, you'd have thought we asked him to hand over his pacifier as ransom." Monty muttered as the two dusted themselves off. They had traveled via floo powder to the leaky cauldron.

"I think his head might have exploded if we had. Then again, he has proven resistant before - though I'm not sure how long that will last." Kurama said and looked around. He spotted a short, tubby little man behind teh bar. He gripped his trunk handle and hefted his way over to the bar keep with all the grace of a thousand year old fox can have as a human teenager.

Kurama sighed again and removed himself from his window to a spot on his bed were all his new schoolbooks were laid. Usually studying wasn't a problem for him, but at the moment his attention just wouldn't stay focused. He needed to get out. 'A walk would down to that florene woman's ice cream shop ought to do the trick' he thought to himself and proceeded to pull on his shoes.

The outside, Kurama thought, was much better than the stuffy room he had just unlocked himself from. The afternoon sun was shining brightly, happy old couples were strolling about, students preparing for hogwarts were out buying last minutes supplies before they went back to school. He lifted his face to the sun for a few brief seconds before starting off to the ice cream stand. The scents of a place where magical folks usually gathered were always the same to him, as was the tingling feel of so much magical energy in the air. It was almost like walking into a static field.

Kurama was so caught up in his thoughts that he failed to see the tall, dark, and cloaked figure until he ran into it. He grunted as he hit the ground and the person landed on top of him. The other quickly rolled of him and was on its way in a flash.

/He didn't even stop to say sorry! / His inner Youko self cried out indignantly.

"Oh be quiet." he mumbled under his breath and heaved himself off the ground. He dusted himself off and looked around.

"You know, it might help if you actually paid attention. Then you wouldn't run into so many people, red." Drawled an alto voice. Kurama looked behind him and saw his companion standing there wearing a slightly amused look on her face. There was a bag under one of her arms from the book store.

"I would have helped you up, but you did it yourself before I could offer." she said. Kurama nodded and smiled./Ha! she speaks! And here I thought she was a mute./ She had barely spoken a word since they had arrived. It was a nice silence though.

"I stopped by Olivanders." she announced as they walked together to the parlor. The crowd was thinning out and it was easier for the two demons to navigate the alley. 'I guess rush hour is over' Monty thought.

"And?"

"He's open. Just got back when I stopped by."

"That is good to hear indeed." And it was. Olivander hadn't been there for the last three days - which was the amount of time given to the two to get all their school supplies, brush up on their magic skills, scout of the area, gather inf., and blend in as foreign exchange students from Japan and America - respectively. Olivander had incidentally made life harder for the two when he wasn't there for all the time they had been. It wasn't as if they needed a wand. They could do any spell they saw with out a wand, and not to mention do it perfectly. They did, however, need wands if they were to blend in with the rest of the students at hogwarts (all of which could NOT perform wand-less magic) so they wouldn't blow their cover.

Kurama and Monty entered the parlor.

Monty went to claim a booth for them while Kurama went up to the counter to order two large bowls of ice cream - one with Dutch chocolate and mint chocolate chip; the other chocolate chip cookie dough and lemon.

"Come on Herm', leave the poor mate alone -" Hermione Granger whirled around on her red headed, freckle faced, really tall best friend.

"RONALD BILIUS WEASLEY!" Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, and (of course) Ron Weasley all jumped at the sound of Molly Weasley's foghorn like bellow. Ron cringed and tried to make a dash for it but was stopped abruptly as his mother grabbed onto his ear - effectively preventing any escape.

"DON'T FORGET TO PICK UP FOOD FOR THE PETS!" she yelled and let go of his ear and was gone before any of them could blink.

"That was odd." Ron commented and rubbed his ear. "...Bloody hurt." Harry sympathized with Ron. Mrs. Weasley was a killer when it came to grabbing people's ears.

"Hermione... Where are we going again?" he asked. Hermione looked up at him. grow as she would, she was still shorter than Harry and Ron by... I dunno but she's short, okay?

"Flourish and Botts!" she exclaimed happily and began to drag her two friends to the book store.

"Err... WHY are we going to the book store?" Ron asked.

"Because… err..." Hermione looked at a loss for words. "Well, because I said so." she stated and continued to drag them along. "And because you two are so lazy. All you do is sit around and complain about Snape, honestly, if I didn't know any better I'd say that you two had married him and were now an old triple." Harry and Ron gagged at the analogy.

"BAD IMAGES HERMIONE!" Ron yelled.

"EWEEE!" Harry 'ewe'd'.

(Inside the book store)

"Book, book, where's the book... AHA! Here it is!" Hermione exclaimed and pulled down a thick leather bound book.

" 'Youko Kurama, Razien, and other Demons of Legend'?" Ron read the cover. "Hermione, I thought you didn't read rubbish!"

"Nonsense!" Hermione chided. "It's fascinating really! I read it over the summer at our muggle library. I didn't really expect to find it here in a wizarding bookstore though. I guess I should have because it was in the fiction department... Did you know that there hasn't been any demon sightings in over four hundred years? - " Ron interrupted her excited information rant.

"Hermione, that's all very fascinating and all, but could you spare us the lecture and buy the book already so we can go? I still have to get pet supplies, you know..." Hermione rolled her eyes.

"Oh al right..."

"Yes!"

"Hey Ron?" Harry asked.

"Yea Harry?" Ron replied as they made their way out of the store after Hermione had made her purchase.

"Didn't we get the stuff for Pig and Hedwig the other day?" Ron and Harry stopped walking and stared at each other. They turned to face Hermione who was glaring.

"Ron..." she said evilly.

"Ah ha ha ha... Uh... Hey! Who's up for ice cream! I am!" Ron said quickly and dashed off...

CRASH!

... And promptly ran into his little sister Ginny Weasley.

"RON!" she shouted.

"Hi Ginny! Want some ice cream?" he asked quickly.

"Uh... Suuuure..." she said slowly.

"GREAT! COME ON BEFORE SHE GETS ME!" Ron grabbed her hand and proceeded to drag her away.

Together the two Weasley children dashed inside the ice cream shop. Well, it was actually Ron doing the dashing and Ginny being dragged, but we'll just ignore that for now.

DING DONG

Kurama and Monty turned away from their ice creams and watched as noisy pair of red headed teens entered the store. Some where in the depths of Kurama ice cream induced mind, he wondered if he was some how distantly related to the two new comers. Not long after, two more local teens burst through the door. A short, bushy haired female, and a taller male with extremely messy black hair.

"Hermione…!" The previous red headed girl squealed. "What did you get at the bookstore?" she asked, fore going what ever the bushy haired girl had planned to do. Brown haired girl stopped in her tracks and blinked a few times.

"Bookstore? Huh? …Oh yea! You have to see these books Ginny! They are really fascinating. I'm sure you'll like them…." Hermione grabbed her arm and began to haul Ginny to a table near Kurama and Monty. She stopped suddenly and turned around and faced the two boys. " I want a large banana split with extra chocolate and whip cream." With that she turned on her heal and was off.

"I want the same thing!" Ginny called over her shoulder as she was dragged away. Kurama and Monty looked at each other and blinked. Was this the normal behavior for wizarding teens now days?

Kurama swallowed his mouthful of ice cream and looked at Monty.

"On that number… What did you get at Flourish and Botts?" Monty left the spoon in her spoon in her mouth and used both hands to lug her bag up to the table with a 'thud'. She reached in and pulled out three books: 'Hogwarts, A history. Unabridged.'; a very large, musty book called 'An in depth look of the Dark Arts.'; and last but most definitely not least 'Youko Kurama, Razien, and other Demons of Legend'. She smirked as Kurama's jaw hit the tabletop.

"I wanted to see how accurate they were." Was the only thing she said.

Kurama picked up the book and flipped through a few pages. They were wonderfully illustrated and very detailed. He smiled fondly as he came across a picture of himself and his old partner Kuronue.

"Oh my god Hermione…" Ginny said in a hushed whisper. Her mouth was open and she was staring at something past Hermione's head.

"What is it Gin? And close your mouth, you're catching flies." Ginny made no move to close her mouth. Instead, she lifted her hands and turned Hermione's head until she was gazing at the same thing she was.

"Oh my…" Hermione in haled sharply. Before her was the most gorgeous man she had ever seen. Eyes as dark as emeralds. Hair as black as midnight. Slender, muscular build, skin as clear as the sky… Hermione and Ginny sighed at the same time when he smiled.

He was the most beautiful thing either girl had ever seen in their entire life.

-Authors Notes: HI!

You all know me…

THE OTHER OF THE STORY! ME! BOMB!

Al right… So I know this isn't the thrid chapter… or the second chapter… or the original story at all!

The fact is I didn't like the original story or it's plot or anything about it. In fact, I think the original sucked great big Scandinavian monkey balls. So, I've decided to re write it. And I like this one much better.

By the way… I need nick names for the entire HP and YYH characters… any suggestions? Kurama is red, Hiei is Spiky, Draco is Ferret and Drano (like the pipe cleaner!).

Don't worry. Hiei and some of the others will be in this story. They just haven't made an appearance yet.

Spiky (Hiei): So I AM going to be in this story! YOU LIED TO ME!

Bomb: Well, I thought the look on your face was funny so I didn't tell you the truth…

Spiky: THAT'S MEAN!

Bomb: STOP ACTING LIKE A CHILD!

Red (Kurama): I think you both should shut up.

Kuwa-chan: Am I in this story?

Bomb and Spiky: NO YOU IDIOT!

Kuwa-chan: WAAAH!

Red: -sigh- I'm surrounded by idiots…

Free peace, love, and nickel bear y'all,

Bomb-O-Maniac