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Chapter 1

The sky was clear, the birds were chirping, the sun was shining. So of course something was going to go wrong.

"You want us to WHAT?!" The stillness of the day was shattered as a clearly male voice rang out. Birds scattered, car horns honked, and a toddler named Prince Koenma cleaned his ear out with his pinky.

"I'll repeat it one more time. You four," at this point he pointed at the four teenagers standing in front of him, "are going to Scotland to help protect a school of spiritually aware children and adolescents, with your main target to protect being a young man that attracts about as much trouble as you do, Urameshi. You leave tomorrow morning and shall stay until such time as you are no longer needed. Any questions?"

One of them, a beautiful man with long red hair simply shook his head and walked away wondering how he was going to explain his sudden absence to his mother. Sure they didn't live together anymore but that didn't mean that she would stop worrying about him. Another, a decidedly short person, unless you counted his hair, made no sound of acceptance except a small grunt as he swiftly turned around and disappeared in a blur of movement. Possibly to see his sister before he left, even if she didn't know she was his sister. The third one who had been surprisingly quiet this whole time, straightened his back, lifted his head high and said in a very rough voice, "You can count on me Lord Koenma! I won't let anything happen to those poor children! Just wait till I tell Yukina! She'll be so proud!" And with that the tallest of the group ran off, presumably to tell Yukina where he was going and wonder what Heie was doing there as well. That left the last of the group.

"No way in hell I'm going all the way to Scotland you damn toddler! I just got back from Makai after three years and see Keiko, who turns out to be hot as hell, and you want to send me to fucking SCOTLAND! No freakin' WAY!" His tirade done he stepped back and looked down at the ruler of the spirit realm. Said ruler took a deep breath and pinched the bridge of his nose. After counting to ten like Ogre told him to, he turned around and started walking away while calmly saying over his shoulder, "You will go to Scotland, you will protect the school, and you will not throw a hissy fit like a petulant child that didn't get what he wanted. Do I make myself clear, Spirit Detective Urameshi Yusuke?" The last sentence was said in such a cold tone that all Yusuke could do was numbly nod his head. Koenma took the moment to disappear back to the Spirit Realm, all the while thinking of how to thank Ogre for all the advice. Yusuke stood there for a moment before a thought so horrendous, so stupefyingly scary that all he wanted to do was find a nice soft blanket to hide under hit him.

'What am I gooing to tell Keiko?' He shuddered and started to make his way to Keikos home to break the news to her while hoping to have enough time before she exploded to escape to Scotland, which was sounding like a mighty fine place to be right now.

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Harry Potter sat in the last compartment of the Hogwarts Express and thought about his life. Normally a thirteen year old wouldn't have that much to think about but Harry was a special case. You see, Harry wasn't your average person. Harry Potter was a wizard, and not just any wizard, he was the defeater of the Dark Lord, he-who-must-not-be-named-but-we're-going-to-anyway , Voldemort. He not only defeated him once, but an astounding three times, and he was only starting his third year of magical learning. He sighed wondering how long his best friend, Ron Weasley, was going to take. The only company he had at the moment was a rumpled wizard asleep across the compartment. He only knew his name was Remus Lupin because it said it on his briefcase. Just when he was thinking of getting up to go look for his friend the compartment door slid open not to reveal his friends, or even anyone he knew at all, which had immediately on gaurd. When you've had to fight for your a couple of times you learn not to trust strangers. His hand went into his robes pocket and grasped his wand while he listened to what the one wearing green was saying to the other three to try to figure out if they were planning anything. Unfortunately this only led him to being confused.

"im telling you, out of everything we've gone up against, an angry Keiko with a skillet and a spatula coming after you has to top it all!" One of his comrades seemed to be sympathetic even as she was holding a hand to her mouth to stifle a laugh. The tallest one with what could only be described as the Weasley version of an Elvis hairdo had no such qualms and was laughing loudly. The third walked on and sat down in the compartment not seeming to pay attention to the conversation. He was the shortest of them all but Harry got a sense of danger off of him. This only increased when he caught his eye and felt a shudder rippled through him. No one's eyes should be that cold.

He was brought back to the trios conversation when the tallest one stopped laughing long enough to say, "I'm lucky my beautiful Yukina would never do anything to hurt me. Oh, how i miss her already!" Harrys danger senses started to go into overdrive after he said that and he saw the shortest one slowly turn his head and glare at the tall one fiercely enough that Harry was surprised he didn't catch on fire. The long lost Weasley continued to laugh not seeming to notice. It was at this point that the three seemed to notice that harry was in the compartment, and then tney noticed the sleeping man that had miraculously stayed asleep the entire time. The tall one quieted immediately with a guilty look on his face and sat down next to, but not too close to the sleeping man named Remus. The beautiful girl with the long red hair sat next to the dangerous short one with no hesitation which confused Harry, and the one that had been talking earlier that had black slicked back hair sat down right next to Harry.

The girl cleared her throat, which didn't seem right to Harry, and then said "We're sorry to intrude" only to get a snort from the boy she was sitting next to and an astonished stare from Harry. It wasn't SHE it was HE. After a quick glare at the short one, almost quick enough that Harry didn't catch it, he continued. "Well most of us are sorry to intrude. We're transferring from Japan so we don't know many of the customs here. I apologize if we may appear to be rude." Harry quickly shook his head, finding himself to be unable to speak after such a shock. Sure he may have been in a few life or death scenarios and recently found out that his godfather had broken out of an inescapable prison and was most likely coming after him, but his mind almost couldn't comprehend that there was a boy out there that was that pretty. Taking his answer as a way to introduce themselves they then continued to do so. "It's nice to meet you. My name is Kurama Minamino. To my left is Heie Jaganshi. Next to you is Yusuke Urameshi, and across from you is Kuwabara Kazuma. I know our names may sound weird to you, and I don't really expect you to remember them too easily, but I hope we can be friends." At this he smiled and extended his hand to Harry. Not wanting to appear rude himself he quickly took it and introduced himself. "Harry Potter, and it's nice to meet you too."

Right after he said this and he noted the lack of reaction from them when he said his name, his two friends opened the door, which must have closed somewhere along the way. Looking their way and not without a bit of relief, he decided to introduce them. "These are my friends, Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger." After Kurama reintroduced himself and his friends, and Hermione and Ron had somehow squeezed in beside Kuwabara, an awkward silence seemed to descend upon them.

That is until Hermiones curiosity got the better of her. "We're third years, do you know what year your going to be in? Do you know what house you're going to be in? What school did you go to before? I didn't even know you could get transferred to Hogwarts. What books have you read? How do you speak English so well?-

Before she could continue and possibly pass out from lack of air, a quiet chuckle from Kurama stopped her. "Well in the order you asked, we were told that the sorting hat was going to tell us what year we should be in as well as house. Though I'm not sure what's meant by house, we were taught by a... unique woman that mainly focused on combat magicks I guess is what you would call them, though we each have our own specializations. I've read quite a large number of books so you would have to be more specific, and we can speak English so well because of charms that each of us is wearing. Does that answer all of your questions?" He asked with a small smile. Before she could answer however the door was opened once more. This time by the amazing bleach blonde ferret.

Yusuke took one look at him with his two minions standing behind him and immediately stood up because of the strong sense of distaste. "Well what do we have here? Potters got some new friends. Maybe these ones will know their place in the world. Ha, and foreigners to boot. What is Hogwarts coming to these days? First those filthy mudbloods, now barbaric foreigners. You're lucky my father isn't here. He wouldn't have allowed you anywhere near the school."

It was at this point that Yusuke decided to break down into laughter. "You wanna bring dads into this? Hahaha! Pops probably would have set aside his promise just to try to stomach you and put you out of our misery! Too bad I don't think he would be able to with all that hair gel and bleach!" No one would ever say that Yusuke would make a good politician. He was as smooth as a barb wire wrapped train. Luckily a much more eloquent voice decided to interrupt before something happened that the malfoy most likely would regret.

"I apologise if I am interrupting but I believe we should keep our voices down. The professor is trying to sleep, and I believe that Heie is becoming restless with all the noise. I would prefer not to get into a confrontation so early into our exchange." Kurama's smooth voice attempted to ease the tension filled room. Draco took one look at the sleeping professor and thought better about making a wisecrack response. Even he knew better than to start something in front of an unknown administrator. With a final sneer he turned and stalked off with as much of that Malfoy pride as he could manage. Kurama simply shook his head and smiled.

Frustrated, Hermione decided it was time for more questions. "What did you mean when you said your dad would try to stomach him? The way you said it made it sound like he was going to eat him." She said the last part with a bit of a laugh.

"Yeah, you're right. Pops probably met people a lot more stuck up than that asshole. Even after 500 years he never broke his promise. Though he did come close there at the end he was able to die with dignity." Yusukes answer wasn't quite what Hermione was looking for, and she sat there stunned for a second. Unfortunately her need to know quickly rose its head and she asked, "You mean your dad actually ate people!" She said it a little bit loudly and with a strange green tint to her face. Yusuke looked at her like she was one of the stupidest people he'd ever met. "Weren't you listening? I just said he didn't eat anyone for 500 years. Sure he kinda starved to death because of it, but it really shows you how strong he was that he lasted that long."

Ron, not knowing what else to ask simply went with, "Couldn't he have ate other things, like chicken?" Yusuke thought about that for a second before shaking his head no. "Nah, demons as old as him pretty had to eat humans to live." Hermione and Ron both gasped at that while Kurama facepalmed and Heie hid a quiet snicker. Harry didn't really know what the big deal was. It wasn't like the guy was going to pop up and eat them or something. He was freaking dead.

"I-I-If he was your d-d-dad, w-w-wouldn't that m-make y-y-y-" at that point Hermione gulped not really wanting to finish. Yusuke seeing the problem laughed and as calmly as he could said, "oh, he wasn't my real dad. I just call him that because he took care of me for awhile." Hermione sighed relieved, that is until Yusuke finished by saying, "He was really like my great-great-great-great grandfather or something like that." He couldn't quite fight off the grin that nearly split his face in half.

And thats when the train screeched to a halt.

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AN: This is my first story. Ever. I'd appreciate it if you comment or review. Hell you can even flame me if you want. I would prefer constructive criticism but I know some people just like to hate on others. If you made it this far, thanks for reading. If you don't want to read this anymore, please tell me why and I'll try to fix. Thank you, and have a nice day.