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Chapter 1:

Snape looked at him in disgust and pointed his wand at him, "Again Potter! I don't want to spend my summer teaching you Occlumency either, but you could at least try!"

Dumbledore had told Harry that they had to try Occlumency again after the possession at the Department of Mysteries fiasco. Now, he had to meet Snape at the bus stop up the road every Saturday, where Snape would take him to his house in Spinner's End and they would practice Occlumency until dinner time. For some reason, Dumbledore didn't want Snape to know that Harry lived with the Dursleys. They were currently in a session.

Harry stood shakily and looked the potion's master in the eye. Snape glared at him, 'ligilimens!'.

Snape barged into his mind again and he tried to force him out, but for some reason, this time was different from the rest. He was in the background, watching as Snape walked through his memories, down memory lane if you will. Harry watched as the greasy-haired man came across a large black wall.

Snape looked at the wall in curiosity and then pointed his wand at it, 'bombarda!'. The red spell collided with the wall and a fine crack ran along it. After a few more repeats, the wall shattered and Harry was immersed in memories, both his own and someone else's.

Vernon kicked him across the room and he fell to the ground in a bloody heap, silently crying. He was picked up by the front of his shirt and shaken violently, "YOU BLOODY FREAK! I'LL TEACH YOU TO GET BETTER GRADES THAN MY SON. A FILTHY CHEATER IS WHAT YOU ARE, STEALING DUDLEY'S WORK!"

He whimpered and his uncle punched him in the gut. His eyes widened in pain and he gasped for breath as what air he had was pushed out of his lungs violently. His uncle threw him to the ground and started beating on him. After a while, he passed out from the pain.

He stopped the blade just before it hit the long-haired woman. She had jumped in the way of the neckless yokai he had been trying to kill. "Why do you stand in my way?"

She looked up at him with tears in her eyes, "He can be saved. He's not lost completely. I beg of you not to kill him. If you want to kill a yokai, take me, but please leave Kubinashi alone."

He set the blade on his shoulder and looked at them both thoughtfully. He turned his gaze back to the woman, "Will you take responsibility for his actions?"

She nodded frantically. He looked serious for a minute and then a smile broke across his face, "Would you both like to join my Night Parade? We could use yokai like you."

The two on the ground looked up at him in shock and his smile turned to a smirk, "Well?"

The woman turned to the male she had been clutching desperately, "Please Kubinashi."

The neckless yokai looked at her a moment and then his eyes softened, "Yes, we will join your Night Parade."

He sheathed the blade, "Good, then let's go!"

The fang sunk into his arm and he stumbled backwards, pulling the Sword of Gryffindor from the mighty beast's mouth. He fell to the ground and weakly pulled the venomous fang from his arm. It clattered to the ground as he collapsed against the wall.

Tom Riddle looked at him gleefully, "I get to see the Great Harry Potter die by my hands. How does it feel to know that you will die by Lord Voldemort's hand?"

Harry tried to focus his eyes, but he could not. Everything started to grow dark and he knew he was going to die. It was a pity he couldn't save Ginny. All of a sudden, Fawkes landed in front of him and started to cry on the wound.

Tom laughed, "Look. Even Dumbledore's bird knows you're a goner."

Then he saw that Harry was moving and he shooed the phoenix away, "Phoenix tears heal the poison of the basilisk. Of course, but it matters not. I'll just kill you myself."

Harry shot up and grabbed the fang from the ground. He picked up the diary and sunk the fang deep into its cover. Tom started glowing and a hole formed in his midsection. His eyes widened and he scrambled to stop Harry, but failed. Just as he reached the teenage wizard, he exploded into light and vanished. Harry's wand fell to the ground with a clatter.

"You have to smile, come on" Wakana said to him as they floated on the snake-like yokai. He looked over at her and she huffed at him.

She came closer to him and grabbed his cheeks. She pulled his mouth up into a smile shape and giggled at him. She let go, but the smile stayed there. He grinned at her and chuckled at her obvious amusement. Her laughter was contagious to him.

He looked over at her and thought of how close they had become. It had been twenty years since Otome left him and he knew that he could not continue on the path of depression he had been walking.

He held out his hand and grabbed hers. He looked her in the eyes with a completely serious face, "Will you marry me?"

She gasped and looked at him in hope, "Really Rihan?!"

He nodded and she grabbed him in a hug, almost knocking both of them off their ride, "Yes, of course I will!"

He smiled once more, he could get used to smiling again.

Dudley chased him through the streets and he scurried as fast as he could behind a trash can in the dead end alley. He heard the pounding of steps coming into the alley and Dudley's voice, "It's a dead end, so he's here somewhere. Find him. Whoever does gets the first punch."

He huddled further into the corner, hoping to God that they wouldn't find him. He was still sore from the beating two days ago. He had no such luck. Piers saw him and gave a wolfish grin, before grabbing him by the front of his shirt and hauling him out, "Found him, Big D."

Dudley grinned and gestured for the beating to continue. Piers threw him to the ground and punched him in the face, breaking his glasses once more. He cried out as the metal scraped his face and put a long gash in his cheek.

The rest of the gang advanced and he prepared himself for the beating.

Rikuo ran over to the bush covered in bright flowers and Rihan grinned at his son. He looked over at the girl that looked so much like Otome. He had been treating her like his daughter since she had arrived earlier that day due to the likeness between his lost love and the child.

He looked up at the blossoms falling to the ground and sighed, "Flowers bloom sevenfold and eightfold, but the kerria laments, for not a single fruit does it bear" As he recited the farewell poem Otome had left him, he felt cold steel enter his back and he gasped in shock.

His eyes widened in pain as the cruel blade was ripped from his chest. He fell forward as the blade was removed and hit the ground in a spray of blood. He weakly turned his head and saw that it had been the girl that had stabbed him. He watched in horror as she went after his son and he knew he had to save Rikuo.

He pushed his dying body as fast as it would go and jumped in the way of the blade. He cried out and blood sprayed from his mouth as the blade slashed across his torso. Her eyes flashed with horror and recognition and she spun around and ran away as fast as she could.

He fell to the ground in a crumpled heap and Rikuo grabbed his shoulder, "Dad! Dad! Please stay awake, Dad!" He shook Rihan's shoulder, but it was too late.

Rihan could only watch with a feeling of sadness as his vision faded to black. The last thing he saw was his son's tear-streaked face, before all went dark.

Snape exited Harry's mind with a feeling of horror and he watched as Harry curled up clutching his head as more memories forced their way through his mind. Snape watched in confusion and slight worry as the boy on the ground changed to a completely different person. His black hair lengthened to his lower back and long bangs grew down past his chin, covering his face. His body grew longer and taller, filling out and becoming older. He now looked about mid-twenties. His facial structure changed until no hint of Harry Potter or James Potter remained. He was surrounded by some sort of black power that caused fear to go all the way down to Snape's core. This rushed about him and then blew away in a huge rush of wind that seemed to be absorbed into the man on the floor. When all was clear, Snape could see that his clothes had changed.

He was wearing a long green yukata over top of a brown yukata, both showing much of his chest. A white cloth sat draped over his shoulder and Snape could see long grey leggings of some sort under the two yukatas. He had on Japanese sandals over white tabi. He had a low ponytail held together by a red hairband and the rest was hanging limply from the back of his head.

He could see tears streaking down the man's face which was filled with pain. He slowly opened his eyes to reveal a warm amber color and blinked a few times as his pupils dilated and then went to normal. He slowly sat up, clutching his head and groaning in pain. He wiped the tears from his face in surprise and looked around the room. His eyes locked with Snape and they grew wary.

Snape stepped back from the strange man, "Who are you? What have you done with Potter?"

The man smirked, "What are you talking about Professor Snape? I am Potter."

Snape frowned and his face grew angry, "There's no way you're Potter. Potter is only sixteen and you're at least twenty-five."

"Actually, I'm 389 years old, but close enough. And I am Potter."

"I'm telling you that you're not Potter. I don't know who you are and what you've done with Lily's son, but you're not Potter!"

The man stood and put one arm in the front of his green yukata. He looked over at the potion's master, "Really, Snivellus? I beg to differ. You were the one that returned my memories to me. You even watched a few of them and you still don't believe me? I thought you were a sensible man."

Snape's eyes went wide and he fell to the floor in shock as the truth hit him, "You…You're Potter, aren't you?"

The man nodded, "I am also the reincarnated soul of a man by the name of Rihan, so that is what I will be a called from now on. I feel more like him anyway because of the sheer amount of memories and power I have from him. 389 years to 16 years is a very large difference after all."

Snape looked at him in shock and Rihan was surprised to see sadness in his eyes. "What's wrong?"

Snape sighed and glanced over at a photo on the coffee table. Rihan looked over and saw a picture of him and Lily Evans lying on the grass laughing. His eyes widened in surprise and he looked at the potion's master, "You and Lily?!"

Snape nodded and Rihan understood, "You swore to protect Harry Potter, didn't you? Lily's son."

Snape's eyes widened in shock, "How did you…?"

He looked over at the picture, "I had a woman I loved and she left me, thinking it was better for both of us. Years later, I heard she was dead and then a girl showed up looking just like her except for the age. I treated the girl like my own daughter. I wanted to protect the child of someone I cared about deeply."

Snape looked at him, "The last memory, the girl? Was she the girl you're talking about?"

Rihan nodded, "It turns out she was possessed. I tried to be a father to her and got killed for it. Ironic, really. I'm glad it was me that was killed and not my son though. I wouldn't be able to bear seeing him dead before me."

"You're going to check on him, aren't you? Will you at least come back and help with the Dark Lord after you've gone?"

Rihan nodded, "I don't know if Dumbledore's told you, but Harry Potter is the only one able to defeat Voldemort for good. Since part of me is Harry Potter, that responsibility falls to me even though I think the prophecy is rubbish. However, as Rihan, I have the responsibility of running the Night Parade of 100 demons and the head of the Nura Clan. I am thinking that, by now, my son has taken the position, but I still have the responsibility of being a father. I've already missed nine years of his life and that's too much."

Snape nodded, "When do you plan to go?"

"I am going to go to Gringotts and get a portkey tomorrow. I have to go back to the damn Dursley's house and teach them a lesson on child abuse."

Snape's face grew angry and his voice was flat and chilled when he spoke, "You lived with the Dursleys?"

Rihan nodded, "Yes, Dumbledore didn't want you to know for some reason, but screw him. By the way, could you hide this…development from him or no?"

Snape looked angry at the first sentence, but smirked at the part that told the Headmaster to fuck off. He nodded, "Yeah, I'll keep it from him. Who knows? Harry Potter might suddenly just not show up one weekend and when I went to find him, his house was burning down with him in it."

Rihan smirked, "How about tomorrow? I'd say it will accidentally catch fire around ten 'o'clock. The Dursleys ran from the house in time but Potter was trapped inside. The Dursleys will somehow have amnesia."

Snape nodded, "How tragic a death for the wizarding world's hero."

Rihan winked and then turned, "I will see you later Severus Snape." He walked out of the house and with a 'crack' he was gone.

He reappeared in the front yard of the Dursley house. He didn't even bother with the door, simply jumping up to the second story and entering through the window. He heard voices outside the door, "That Freak didn't come home in time, Vernon."

"Then we'll lock him out. It'll show him to be home at the proper time, Pet."

Footsteps went down the stairs and Rihan just smirked, before he set to making his room look like he'd been attacked. He would burn the house down, yes, but he would leave proof that he had been inside at the time. He mussed the room up and conjured a sturdy fake skeleton. Once this was done, he conjured some sake and a sakazuki cup and sat in the window, staring at the moon for the rest of the night.

In the morning, he slipped downstairs and wiped the Dursley's memories of him. He did it sloppily so Dumbledore would think it was an assassination attempt and success. With them knocked unconscious, he levitated them out to the backyard, all wandless magic of course. He grinned as he gleefully set the child hell on fire, magically of course. With this done, he stepped right out of the boundaries of the wards and apparated to the front of the Leaky Cauldron.

He reverted to his human appearance and stepped inside. He walked up to the bartender and waited for him to come up to him. Tom eventually came up, "What can I do to help you?"

Rihan put a Japanese accent in his speech, "I need to get into diagonally."

"Diagon Alley?"

Rihan nodded, "Ano, sorry, yes Diagon Alley. I'm visiting from Japan."

Tom nodded and led the way out back. He showed him the pattern and he nodded in thanks before stepping into the alley. He grabbed lunch with the galleons he'd taken from his stuff at the Dursley's and sat down. He didn't need to hurry. Once he was done eating the wizarding cuisine, he stood and started walking towards Gringotts.

He heard a shout from a nearby building and then it fell to the ground. Death Eaters poured from behind it, blasting spells about. Rihan ran over to help the people trapped in the rubble with his hanyou strength. He had helped ten or fifteen people when he heard a familiar-sounding shout, "Master Rikuo!"

He turned and saw Kurotabou fighting off a group of Death Eaters while Rikuo tried to get himself out from under the rubble. His eyes widened in panic and he ran over to his son. He grabbed the large stone slab off of Rikuo's legs and threw it to the side. Rikuo cried out in pain and Rihan saw that his legs looked broken.

Tears formed in his eyes and he bent down quickly to tend to his son. His hands lightly ghosted over the wounds and glowed yellow. The wounds healed slowly and soon they were healed all together. He looked over and saw that Kurotabou was still fending off the Death Eaters that were coming at him in waves, determined to take down this powerful adversary.

He looked down just in time to see Rikuo open his eyes, no longer shut tight in pain. He sighed in relief and grabbed the boy up in his arms. Rikuo stiffened in surprise, but Rihan just hugged him tighter, glad to have his son back. After a moment, he let go and Rikuo gasped in shock as he saw his face. His eyes widened and then he seemed to look over Rihan's shoulder. "Kurotabou!"

Rihan looked at the monk and stood. He turned to Rikuo and winked, black Fear surrounding him. It cleared away to reveal the Nurarihyon hairstyle and he jumped forward. He heard Rikuo's breath catch in his throat and he grinned. He took the men down in a blur of spell-fire and then went to take care of the Death Eaters further down the road, while Kurotabou ran over to Rikuo.

He was taking down his second group of Death Eaters when he saw Kurotabou whip his head in his direction out of the corner of his one open eye. He turned his head and looked at the Black Monk quickly, smirking, before he turned back to the battle. He chuckled as a barrage of flying weapons flew into the Death Eaters; it seemed Kurotabou got his wits back quickly.

Finally, the Death Eaters sensed their loss and apparated out. Rihan turned to look at his son and his eyes widened in panic as he saw a spell fly his direction. He threw out a hand and the spell rebounded off his hastily thrown-up shield. He shot a stunner at the last Death Eater, but they dodged and disappeared with a 'crack'.

He sighed in relief and walked back over to Rikuo. He pulled him up off the ground and was surprised to see tears in his son's eyes. He pulled him closer, "What's wrong Rikuo?"

Rikuo looked up at him and reached a hand out to touch him. He blinked in surprise but stayed still as the hand touched his face. "Dad? You're really here?"

Rihan's eyes filled with sorrow, "Yeah. Sorry I took so long to come back to you. I've missed too much. Can you ever forgive me?"

"I was never angry at you Dad. I'm glad you're back. I never thought I'd see you again after…"

Rihan nodded and pulled him close. Rikuo just reveled in the warm, firm, real chest of his father.Kurotabou walked up, "Master Rihan?"

Rihan looked at him and nodded lightly. "But how?"

"I don't know, but I'm glad to have my son back."

Kurotabou looked at him thoughtfully for a moment and then nodded, "Welcome back to the world of the living, Master Rihan."

Rihan chuckled lightly, "I'm glad to be back."

Rikuo reluctantly let go of him and looked over at Kurotabou, "Let's go get the business finished up and then go home. I want to spend time with my father."

Rihan looked at him in curiosity, "What are you talking about?"

Rikuo looked up at him, "We're here to check on the investments of the Clan in the wizarding world. At first, I didn't want to come, but now I'm glad that I did."

Rihan nodded with a smile on his face, "I knew it. You've become the Supreme Commander, haven't you?"

Rikuo nodded, "Yeah, but I'm willing to give the title back to you if you want it."

Rihan shook his head, "You've worked hard to gain and prove that position, I'm sure. You earned it."

Rikuo looked thoughtful and then his face lit up, "We'll share it!"

Rihan looked at him in surprise, "Are you sure?"

Rikuo nodded, "Yup, definitely Dad."

He shook his head in disbelief and then grinned, "Alright, let's get this business taken care of. I want to spoil my son."

Kurotabou chuckled and started walking towards Gringotts. They followed and Rihan returned his hair to its human appearance. They stepped into the bank and walked up to the front to speak to the teller. Kurotabou stepped forward, "We need to see the Nura Clan account manager please."

The goblin nodded and soon they were being led through the bank. They stepped into a room and sat in the offered chairs. Kurotabou immediately got into politics and investments with the goblin. Rihan smiled at the exuberant monk and turned to his son. He bent down and whispered, "How do you think Grandpa's gonna react?"

Rikuo's eyes widened and then he started shaking in silent laughter. Rihan chuckled as well, "I can't wait to see his face."

They didn't leave for another two hours, and by now Rikuo was bored and the sun was starting to set. Rihan took them to buy some food from the restaurant he had visited earlier and then they pulled out the portkey the goblins had given them. They were whisked away and landed in Rikuo's room at the Manor. Kurotabou left and Rikuo locked the door, before he turned back to his father, "You want to see how I became the Commander of the Nura Clan?"

Rihan nodded with a curious expression. Rikuo smirked and started changing. His hair lengthened and turned silver on top and formed into the Nurarihyon hairstyle. His eyes narrowed and turned red. His skin grew a bit paler and a red marking appeared under his right eye. He grew about a foot in height and his body became more defined. His outfit changed into a black yukata with white trim, underneath a dark blue haori that had the Nura Clan symbol on the back.

Rihan gave a whistle of appreciation, "Nice, you can only do this at night?"

Rikuo shook his head, "As long as it's dark, I can transform."

Rihan nodded and Fear surrounded him and his hair went back to normal. He put a hand in the front of his green yukata and closed his right eye. "Let's go see Dad and then I want to see Wakana."

Rikuo nodded, "Invisible till we get there?"

Rihan nodded and disappeared in a cloud of black Fear. Rikuo walked out of the room and heard the door close behind him, his father's doing, he knew. He walked through the halls until he arrived at the doors to his Grandfather's room. He stepped inside and sat across from Nurarihyon. Nurarihyon looked at him, "Hello, Rikuo. How was your trip to Britain?"

Rikuo gave a smirk, "A lot better than I thought it would be."

"Oh really, what happened to change your mind? You said it was horrible last time you went."

Rikuo looked behind his grandpa at the form that Nurarihyon had yet to notice and his smirk grew, "Tends to make everything better when you find out that your father is alive."

Nurarihyon spit the sake he had just drunk all over the table, "What?!"

Rikuo just looked behind him, "Right Dad?"

Nurarihyon spun around as he heard a chuckle, "I wholeheartedly agree, son."

Nurarihyon stared at him uncomprehending for a minute before he snapped out of it. He reached a hand out and Rihan walked closer. Nurarihyon's eyes filled with happiness as he felt his son for the first time since he'd buried his dead body. "Rihan?" he whispered.

Rihan grabbed the hand and put it up to his face, "In the flesh, Dad."

"I…I buried your dead body. How?"

Rihan's face grew sad, "I don't know, but I'm sorry you had to go through that. I had hoped you never would. I don't know what I'd do if I lost my son."

The old Commander felt tears come to his eyes as he thought of burying his son again. That had been the worst day of his long life. He cupped the hanyou's cheek and smiled, "At least you've come back. I've felt like I failed you every day for the past nine years. I always imagined ways I could've changed something, and here you are."

Rihan smiled gently, "Here I am, Dad"

They spoke for about an hour. Before knocking was hear on the door. Wakana's voice came from the other side, "Are you in there Rikuo? I've brought a snack."

Rihan smirked and went to right behind the door. Rikuo chuckled silently and said, "Yeah, mom, I'm in here!"

The door slid open and she stepped inside, holding a little tray. She almost dropped it in shock as arms wrapped around her from behind. She let out a little 'eep' and tried to turn, only to find herself held still by the strong pair of arms. Rikuo stood and took the tray from her, setting it on the table by where they had just been at.

The arms wrapped tighter and someone set their chin on her shoulder. "Hello, my dear Wakana, how have you been?"

She gasped as she heard the familiar voice and she heard a chuckle from the person behind her. She was suddenly spun around to face the mysterious stranger, only for her eyes to widen in shock at the familiar face. Rihan chuckled again and leaned closer, "I've been gone for nine years and you won't even talk to me? You're hurting my feelings." He mock-pouted.

He suddenly leaned forward and kissed her. She melted into his arms as he broke away. She looked up at him, "Is it really you Rihan?"

He nodded, "Of course it is. Do you take me for an imposter?"

She playfully slapped him on the shoulder and then suddenly collapsed, crying onto his chest. His eyes widened in surprise, "Whoa, whoa, whoa. Why are you crying?"

"You dummy! Why did you have to go and die like that?! I was joking when I said I would outlive you!"

He pulled her tighter and looked at Rikuo with slightly veiled amusement at what she had said to him. He grabbed her chin, "I am here now. Doesn't that count?"

She looked up at him and then smiled, "I guess it does count, but you better not let that happen again Mister! I'll be watching you."

She let go of where she had been clutching his shirt and backed up, "Darn! I'll go make another serving of snack for you! I only made enough for two."

He watched her go with a grin as she walked away muttering about what to cook. He turned back to the others and walked back to his seat. All of a sudden, he heard a loud male voice, "WHAT?!"

He paled, "Kubinashi's going to kill me! Hide me!"

Rikuo chuckled as his father crouched behind him just as the door swung open. Kubinashi came in, "Why did Lady Wakana say she was making a snack for Master Rihan?!"

Just then, he caught sight of the man using Rikuo as a shield and his face turned shocked, "Master Rihan?"

Rihan peeked out, "Don't kill me!"

Kubinashi's eyes rolled back into his head and he fainted. Rihan stood and cautiously walked over to him. He poked him with a toe and then bent down and gently shook him. When he didn't respond, Rihan looked up at Rikuo, "I think I broke him. He's not moving."

Rikuo and Nurarihyon laughed at his lost face and then the neckless yokai started stirring. Rihan 'eeped' and backed up quickly. Kubinashi sat up and looked around in confusion, before his eyes rested on the black-haired hanyou again. His face got an evil smile and he got up. He started walking over to Rihan, who backed away slowly until he bumped into the wall, "Now, don't do anything rash Kubinashi."

Kubinashi jumped forward and grabbed at him. He fell through him and into the wall as Rihan dissolved into smoke. Rihan chuckled and then smirked, "Can't catch me."

Kubinashi growled, "Get over here and let me punch you for dying!"

Rihan laughed, "Nope! Your punches hurt."

Kubinashi took a deep breath and pinched the bridge of his nose, before he looked at the hanyou, "Okay, I'm good. I won't punch you."

Rihan walked over cautiously and stood in front him. Kubinashi grabbed him quickly and gave him a noogie. He grabbed at the hand, "Ow, ow, ow. Stop it!" he whined. Kubinashi smirked and let him go, "You deserve it for going and dying on us."

Rihan looked at his son and father with a hurt expression as they laughed at his predicament. He crossed his arms like a child and pouted, "Stop being mean. It's not like I could just not die after being stabbed…twice."

Their laughter turned to chortling and then stopped. Rihan's pout lessened and then he jumped up and grabbed Kubinashi's head, "Try and catch me!"

Kubinashi's head cried out indignantly as Rihan ran away with it. His body got up and ran out of the room, chasing his Commander. The two left in the room broke out in fits of laughter again at the yelling coming from the direction the two men had just left in.

Rihan ran around the yard with the body chasing him until he finally relented and threw the head back at its owner. Kubinashi caught it and put it back where it belonged with his own pout. Rihan chuckled and stuck out his tongue. Kubinashi's eyes widened, "Commander?! You did not just…?!"

Rihan only smirked and vanished in a cloud of black. Kubinashi just frowned in annoyance, "Darn Nurarihyons and their ability to just vanish."

He heard chuckling and then nothing.

The rest of the house didn't find out about Rihan until the next night at the Clan Meeting. The Heads of the clan were all there for the meeting. Nurarihyon sat at the front with Rikuo next to him and an empty seat and many wondered who the seat was for.

The meeting started with an explanation for the seat. Rikuo gestured to the seat and looked at them, "We have a special…guest tonight. You're probably wondering who the seat's for?"

Many of them nodded and he smirked, a glint of amusement in his eyes at the shadowy form standing behind Gyugi. The figure moved forward and dissolved into black smoke. Most of the Heads startled when chuckling was heard echoing around the room. Only Gyugi's eyes widened in recognition as a form made of smoke appeared at the front of the room. The first thing revealed was the striped green yukata and then long black hair. Rihan, the second heir of the Nura Clan, supposed dead man, materialized in the empty seat.

The entire room stilled except for the three at the front, who watched with amusement. Finally, Gyugi spoke, "Second?!"

Rihan smirked and leaned back, "Yes Gyugi?"

Gyugi's breath caught in his throat, "How?"

Rihan shrugged, "Magic."

Rikuo and Nurarihyon chuckled, having heard about Harry Potter's life from him already. The heads choked on air and one of them spoke, "Magic isn't real!"

Rihan's smirk grew and he waved his hand. The man's small table turned into a puppy that jumped into his lap, yapping. The man's eyes widened in shock and he touched the dog to see if it was real. The room gasped as he picked it up, revealing its tangibility.

Rihan waved his hand and the puppy turned back into a table in the man's hands, "Proof enough for you?"

The man nodded and looked at him in shock. He chuckled and stood. He walked over to the man and put his hand on his shoulder, "Do I feel real to you?"

The man nodded and so did Rihan, "Good, wouldn't want doubt about my apparent status as alive and well."

He walked back up to the front, hands brushing his clothes as he passed to make sure he was real. He sat back down in his seat, "Then let's get started."