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Back to Hogwarts

"Damn, where's her phone number?" Yusuke mumbled while upturning his room in search of a piece of paper. "I know I put it somewhere in here!" he growled before diving under his bed. "Why is it so dusty down here?" He coughed when a wave of dust followed his senses.

"Yusuke Urameshi, what are you doing?!?" Atsuko demanded; her hands planted firmly on her hips. Startled by his mother's unannounced entrance, Yusuke jumped up, knocking his head against his bed. "And here I thought you weren't afraid of anything…or did you do something shameful? What did you do that was so shameful that you can not show your face in public anymore?"

"It's nothing like that mom!" Yusuke protested while wiggling his head out from beneath his bed. "I'm just looking for Kagome's phone number." he explained, causing Atsuko to raise a suggestive eyebrow. "H-Hey, that's not what I meant!" Yusuke quickly covered, his cheeks flaming a bright red. "Oh whatever, I'm going to go for a walk."

"So you don't want the phone number?"

"You have it?" Yusuke asked, unable to keep the excitement from entering his voice. "Where did you put it?"

"I didn't put it anywhere. That's the number Mrs. Higurashi gave me before we had to move away. I hope they haven't moved or changed their number. If so, then it probably won't work. But you'll never know until you try." she grinned. "Hold on a second," Atsuko murmured, digging through the contents of her front, jean pockets. "Here you go," she smiled, handing him a torn piece of paper. Yusuke quickly snatched the paper from his mother's hand and ran towards the nearest telephone in the house. "Don't lose it! Give it back to me after you're done using it, okay?" Atsuko shouted after her son.

"Yeah, whatever…"

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"Hello, this is the Higurashi residence." croaked the old man, who picked up the ringing phone. "State your name and your business."

"Hey, old geezer," Yusuke casually replied, causing the old man to frown. "I want to speak to Kagome Higurashi." At this, the old man furrowed his eyebrows.

"Who are you looking for?" he demanded, tightening his grip on the phone.

"Kagome Higurashi."

"Who are you?"

"Yusuke Urameshi."

"Who did you want to speak to?"

"I already told you, old man, Kagome Higurashi!"

"You don't have to yell!"

"Father, who is it?" Mrs. Higurashi asked, poking her head out from the kitchen.

"A rude boy by the name of Yusuke Urameshi…You know what, his name sounds familiar. Where have I heard that name before?" he mused, ignoring the obvious ranting the young teen was giving at the other end of the phone. "Yusuke Urameshi – do we know him?"

"Yusuke?" asked Mrs. Higurashi with wide eyes. "Impossible! The last I heard, he died. Father, give me the phone." The old man mumbled something incoherently before reluctantly releasing his hold on the phone. "Hello, this is Mrs. Higurashi. Who did you say you were?"

Yusuke sighed in annoyance before gritting out, "Yusuke Urameshi."

"I'm sorry, but that sweet boy died some time ago." Mrs. Higurashi stiffly replied.

"I DIDN'T DIE! (Well, yeah, maybe I did, but she didn't need to know that, right?) Didn't Kagome tell you that already?" he huffed, obviously pissed. "Everyone thinks I'm dead, but I'm not. I'm really Yusuke and I need to talk to Kagome."

"I'm so glad you're alive, dear." Mrs. Higurashi smiled, though Yusuke couldn't see it. "And about Kagome, I can't let her speak to you. You see she hasn't been home for over a year now. Something happened…it's a long story. Basically, I don't know if she even wants me as a mother anymore." Mrs. Higurashi sniffled.

"What?" Yusuke shouted, causing Mrs. Higurashi to wince. "Then where was she living? I've meet with her in the daytime every day this past week! Damn, you mean she could be wandering the streets right now? Do you know how many thugs and stalkers there are at night?!?"

"I'm sure she's at…" Mrs. Higurashi started. She sighed when Yusuke abruptly severed the connection by slamming his phone back onto its cradle. "She's probably at Shuichi's house. But I wonder: What is she doing here? Wasn't she supposed to be at school? I can't believe Dumbledore actually allowed her to cut class."

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"You two, please, cut it out." Harry sighed, glancing from Hermione to Ron. This was the downside to having more than one best friend. Yes, it was usually great and all, but whenever they got into fights, there was no way to take sides.

"You tell her Harry, Crookshanks almost ate Scabbers alive!" Ron growled, refusing to look at Hermione.

"Harry, be reasonable! It's natural for a cat to go after a rat. Anyway, Scabbers still alive, isn't he?" she retorted, turning her attention to the front of the classroom. "I don't see why Ron has to hold such a grudge against my cat."

"See Harry, she doesn't care about anyone else's pet but her own! She's so selfish! It's as if her pet's the only pet in the world! Tell her Harry, tell her how selfish she is!" Ron urged.

"Why don't you two talk to each other yourselves? I mean, you're in speaking range. If you guys want, I can move." Harry suggested, feeling uncomfortable being sandwiched between his two best friends.

"STAY RIGHT THERE!" both of them shouted at the same time, earning their classmates attention. Harry slowly slid back into his seat as Hermione and Ron continued to glare at each other.

"It feels like they're both glaring at me." Harry silently muttered, feeling the heated glares from both sides of his head. "Please let them solve their problem soon." he silently begged.

Hermione finally ended her glaring contest (through Harry) with Ron when Professor McGonagall stalked into the classroom. Ron huffed in annoyance before following Hermione's example and turned his attention to the professor. Harry sighed in audible relief when both of his friends finally turned their attention elsewhere.

Throughout the transfiguration lesson, Harry could feel the stiff tension hanging above his head. Unsurprisingly, the source of the tension was Hermione and Ron. Harry, who was too preoccupied with his own problem, did not pay as much attention to his friends' argument as he would usually do. "What can I tell Professor McGonagall that will allow me to go to Hogsmeade?" he thought, biting his lips. Harry's dilemma was shoved to one side when someone gently rapped their knuckles across their classroom door.

"Come in," McGonagall replied, clearly unpleased about being interrupted in the middle of her lecture.

"Kurama," several students whispered when the red-head stepped into the classroom.

"I'm glad you have finally decided to rejoin us, Mr. Minamino." McGonagall crisply replied. Even though Kurama was her top student, she did not approve of him skipping classes every few weeks. "Take a seat."

"Hey, Kurama, come over here!" Inuyasha shouted, earning a glare from his professor. Kurama raised an eyebrow – there wasn't any available seat next to Inuyasha. Then again, if he didn't take that seat, it would mean he had to sit next to Katie. As if reading his mind, Inuyasha whispered something to Neville (who was sitting next to him), which sent the confused boy running to the empty seat next to Katie.

Professor McGonagall was a little more than annoyed, but did not address the situation. After everyone had settled down, she resumed her lecture. "So, what did you guys do?" Inuyasha whispered when McGonagall wasn't looking.

"I'll tell you later." Kurama replied, immediately scribbling notes onto his parchment. Inuyasha rolled his eyes before giving the professor a quarter of his attention.

"If Kurama's back, that means Hiei and Kagome should be too." Hermione deducted. Harry absently nodded his head, his thoughts swimming with thousand of excuses he could give his professor – he simply had to go to Hogsmeade.

Near the end of class, McGonagall turned everyone's attention to the Hogsmeade trip. "I need all the Hogsmeade form trips turned in to me before Halloween if you wish to go." she informed her House. "If it is not turned in by then, you are not going. You are dismissed." she finished.

"Go Harry, talk to Professor McGonagall." Hermione urged. Harry nodded his head in determination. He patiently waited for everyone to file out of the room before discussing the subject with McGonagall.

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"I need your Hogsmeade trip forms turned in before Halloween." Snape stated. "There will be no exceptions. That goes for you too, Miss Higurashi. You might be one of my top students, but I will not tolerate you cutting class whenever you wish. Is that understood? If this is to happen again, you will have to go speak to the headmaster."

"I understand Professor Snape. I promise I won't (try to, she added in her mind) do it again." Kagome replied, smiling sweetly at her professor. Snape grunted something unintelligible before dismissing his class.

"Kagome," Sesshoumaru successfully stopped Kagome from skipping to her next class. "Where is Hiei?"

"Miss him?" Kagome joked. "I think Sango might have some competition." At Sesshoumaru's frigid look, Kagome shook her head from side to side. "Never mind, that was a joke. Anyway, I don't know where Hiei is. But according to Kurama, he'll come back when he wants too."

"I assume you two are together again?" Sesshoumaru asked. Kagome sheepishly nodded her head in the affirmative before tugging Sesshoumaru towards their next class. "Who's signing your Hogsmeade form?" he asked, knowing she had broken almost all ties with her family.

"It's a secret." Kagome grinned.

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After classes, everyone gathered in the common room, where Inuyasha demanded to know what Kurama, Hiei, and Kagome had done. "We just visited my sick mother." Kurama idly replied, pulling out his textbooks.

"Anyway, Halloween's in a few days…followed by Hogsmeade, ya going?" Inuyasha gruffly asked. Kurama absently nodded his head. "Good, then we can hang out with out friends."

"Sorry," Kurama replied, lifting his eyes off his book. "I promised…"

"KURAMA, I NEED TO TALK TO YOU!" Kagome bellowed from the other side of the portrait. The Fat Lady glared at the Slytherin, who looked highly impatient. Slamming his book shut, Kurama quickly exited the Gryffindor common room. In one corner of the room, Katie was silently seething with anger at the exchange.

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