A/N: This is my first attempt at a YuGiOh story, and yes, I know Harry Potter crossovers are overused, but I'm trying to make something slightly different (keyword is trying). So here's my first chapter, oh and if you think I misrated the story or something further way, please inform me, and I'll change it. Now on with the chapter!

Oh, and before I forget... I don't own either Yu-Gi-Oh or Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix...

Chapter 1: First evening at Hogwarts.

Once all the first years where sorted, Dumbledore stood up.

- Last year, we greeted students from Beauxbatons and Durmstrang in our school. After recent events, we hope you'll greet with equal enthusiasm six students from Japan.

Professor McGonagall opened once more the doors to the Great Hall, allowing the six foreigners to come in. The students all stared at them. The newbies had the weirdest hairstyles they had ever seen! Not only that, but it appeared as if they were three sets of twins! Some of the foreigners quirked an eyebrow at them, with a "what are you staring at?" look, before heading towards the closest table. It so happened that they sat themselves at the Slytherin table.

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The hikaris sighed as Bakura and Mariku instantly shoved Yami aside to sit themselves, earning themselves a glare from the Pharaoh and a few snickers from the Slytherins seating besides them. A pale haired boy raised an eyebrow at the yamis before turning towards the other three.

- Are they always like that?

Marik groaned before answering.

- Nope, usually they're worse. As long as they're not trying to kill each other, you can consider yourselves in vacations!

The pale haired boy's eyebrows shot higher.

- I see. You're Purebloods?

Marik nodded before leaning over the table and hitting Mariku, who was sitting opposite from him. The blonde's frown disappeared.

- Oh, good… By the way, I don't remember catching your names.

- Oh… Marik, Marik Ishtar. Psycho over there who looks like me is Mariku Ishtal. No, we are not twins.

- I'm Yugi Mutou, before you ask, I'm sixteen, and yes, my hair is natural. The one who looks like me is Yami Atem.

Ryou winced as his yami hit the tri-colored Pharaoh for some unknown reason.

- And I'm Ryou Bakura, but call me Ryou, since my last name's is Kura's first one. Like the other four, our hair is natural.

Malefoy was glancing at the six. What a weird bunch… But still… The white-haired was kinda good-looking, even if he had slight effeminate looks. Ryou turned towards him.

- What about you? I don't recall you introducing yourself…

Malefoy grinned and mock kissed the white-haired boy's hand, imitating a gentleman.

- I, my good sir, am Malefoy… Draco Malefoy.

The others all laughed and clapped at his imitation, all except a certain Tomb-Robber, who couldn't help but glare slightly at him.

Marcus Flint leaned slightly over.

- It's weird, if you ask me. You're all so similar; I thought you were sets of twins… Yet you claim not even to be relatives?

Bakura raised an eyebrow at him.

- You'd be surprised to know how different we really are then… For instance, I'm the dark, Ryou's the light. I'm the devil, Ryou's an angel. We're complete opposites. Now I agree Marik and Mariku are BOTH insane, but once you know them, you'd notice Marik is insane in a good way, while Mariku is a complete psychotic, bloodthirsty maniac.

Mariku smirked.

- And proud of it! As for Yami and Yugi, well, Yami is an overconfident baka while Yugi is too brave for his own good, it's a wonder he's still alive! HA, missed, baka Pha…

But he was cut short by Yami's second punch, which caused him to ram into Bakura. They both glared at the tri-colored boy.

- You… are sooooo… going down, you baka Pharaoh.

And they both leapt onto Yami, starting off a fistfight. Marik snorted while Yugi and Ryou shook their heads. Malefoy and the other Slytherins watched the pile of fighting teens with amusement.

- Ok, Ryou, Yugi, each hikari for one yami, pronto.

The three stood up and proceeded to separate their yamis, which proved to be very difficult. Five minutes later, Marik was restraining his yami, who was still cursing profanities in Egyptian to the Tomb-Robber and former Pharaoh, who were glaring daggers at each other, their hikaris forcing them apart. Once they had calmed down, they sat down once again to resume eating their dinner. Yugi turned towards Malefoy.

- So, Draco, is it? What's the school like, I mean… is there anything we should avoid? Teachers, students, hallways?

Malefoy frowned.

- Yes, as a matter of fact, there are some things you should know. Most of the teachers are cracked, apart from Snape of course, and my father told me not to worry about Umbridge, the new DADA teacher. As for the students… anyone who isn't in Slytherinis to avoid… especially if it's a Gryffindor… But those you should avoid at all cost are the Golden Trio and the other Weasels.

Yami's eyebrow jerked upwards.

- Golden Trio? Weasels?

- Harry Potter, Granger and Weasley. You see the dark-haired sitting beside the red-haired over there? Those are Potter and Weasley. Granger is the know-it-all sitting opposite from the ghost. Who we call "weasels" are the Weasley family. You'd spot them easily; they've all got red hair!

Ryou nodded as he took a bite of his apple.

- Harry Potter… Isn't that the kid who survived a killing curse?

Malefoy's frown deepened.

- That's him alright. No one knows how he managed tosurvive. That's why he's the Headmaster's pet. Because of that, you could say he's become kinda fat-headed, always thinking he's better than everyone, claiming he'd duelled the Dark Lord and survived! He expects us all to pity him!

Mariku snorted.

- Oh come on, some people had it harder than him, and I know what I'm talking about.

His eyes lingered towards his five companions, resting slightly longer on his hikari, who was taping his fork on the table in rhythm.

Malefoy kept silent a few seconds, before shrugging offthe dark's comment.

- Anyway, if in doubt or anything, seek a Slytherin, mainly me, Pansy Parkinson over there, Blaise, Marcus or any other fifth year in our house.

At that moment, all the other students stood up, preparing to leave the Great Hall. The Slytherins all headed towards the dungeons while the six foreigners went to the third floor, stopping in front of a painting representing an angel fighting alongside a demon. Mariku and Bakura grinned as they heard the two figures battling back to back, while in the same time throwing nasty remarksat one another. Yugi walked up to the painting.

- Mou hitori no boku.

The painting swung sideways, allowing them access to their room. Ryou immediately plopped down on his bed, heaving a sigh of content.

- Man, it feels good to lie down…

Yugi smiled and sat on his bed.

- Yeah, what with the time changes and all. A miracle you're still awake!

- Hey!

They both laughed as Marik let himself fall on his own bed.

- Laugh while you can… The yamis are at it again.

They all looked at the yamis who were, well, yelling at one another. Apparently they were arguing over some random reason unknown to their hikaris. Yugi sweatdropped, and then did something that totally freaked Ryou and Marik.

He smirked.

- You know, I find it kinda unfair they get to have all the fun while we're stuck with separating them.

Marik raised an eyebrow. And stared as he saw Ryou smirking as well.

- I see what you mean, Yugi, and I know just what to do!

The Egyptian stared at his two friends, and burst out laughing.

- Ra help us, Ryou and Yugi are smirking and plotting mischief. The Apocalypse has finally come!

The hikaris grinned and all three of them grabbed their pillows, heading towards their yamis, who were about to start fist fighting… again -.-' They didn't notice them approaching until Marik chirped in:

- Oooh Marikuuuuu…

Said yami turned around… and got smacked with a pillow.

- CHAAAARGE!

The hikaris leapt unto the yamis, hitting them repetitively with their pillows. Bakura and Yami were so caught by surprise they didn't have time to react. Their hair were soon ruffled by all the hits they'd receive, and you could hear Marik's maniacal laugh echoing in the room. Bakura was the first one to recover. He blocked one of the hits with his arms, caught the pillow and jerked it out of Ryou's hand before pushing the boy against the wall, pinning his arms above his head. He smirked.

- Now now Ryou… You know better than to challenge me at this kind of game.

Ryou just quirked an eyebrow and grinned. At that precise moment, a pillow came crashing down on Bakura's head. Glancing behind, he saw Yugi preparing himself for another hit. Bakura let go of his hikari and smacked Ryou's pillow on top of the smaller duellist. Marik ran in to help his fellow hikaris, but Mariku and Yami also joined in. Soon they were all hitting each other, feathers flying all over them.

Five minutes later, the yamis had managed to finally pin their hikaris on the ground, tickling them mercilessly.

- HAHA… Yami!...Stop it… HIHI…ok, I give up… I GIVE UP!

- I can't hear you, Aibou!

After much begging from the laughing hikaris, the yamis stopped their tickling, allowing their lights to breathe fresh air. Now anyone coming in at that moment would have had some serious doubts as to what those six were doing, seeing as Mariku, Bakura and Yami were sitting over Marik, Ryou and Yugi, all flushed and hairstyles completely ruined, feathers spread all over the place. (Yeah, I'm referring to those people who've got their head stuck in the gutter ').

Ryou muffled a yawn as he tried to sit up, Bakura still over him.

- Ra, I'm tired… What time is it anyway?

Marik pushed his yami off of him, and yawned.

- No idea, but I'm off to bed.

Mariku humphed and plopped down on his bed, a scowl on his face. Bakura and Yami released their lights and the five followed Mariku's example. Marik instantly fell asleep as his head hit his pillow, soon joined by the others.

Yeah,I know, kinda short. So, if you see something's not right or if you know how to improve my writing, leave me a note. Thanks for reading .