A/N: yes, another Yu-Gi-Oh!/Harry Potter crossover for all of you to enjoy (i hope..)
well, Ryou Bakura, Seto Kaiba and Malik Ishtar go to Hogwarts...Yugi's...in India..or something. (ok, creepy... my Orochimaru plushie is staring at me.. O.o wow, that's gonna haunt my dreams tonight.)
set in Harry's 6year. NO YAOI!!
now, i didn't know if i should give Kaiba the Mill. Rod or not.. i mean, because Malik's nothing without his mind-slaves.
but i guess Kaiba doesn't really need an item...does he?? anyway, if you think he should have one, tell me and i"ll give him one.
Yugi probably will be in his fic sometime (i mean, he doesn't spend an entire year in India).
enjoy.
Disclaimer: I own NOTHING. except the Harry Potter series in both books and DVD's. some Harry Potter games...Yu-Gi-OH! manga, GB game, a quite a selection of cards. that is all.
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The school bell rung and the class began the daily mad rush for the
door; trying to get home, or to the park with friends, or to a part-time
job; the usual thing for teenagers.
Ryou Bakura was slow to pack up his books, lagging behind the crowd. He
chewed nervously on his lower lip and kept his head down, allowing his
long white locks to cover his eyes as he stopped by the teacher's
desk.
Ryou was so dead.
He had an entire SOSE assignment due the next day that he hadn't even
started. True, Ryou wanted to do the project, he really did, but for the
most part, he was incapable of doing anything. Considering the fact that
Ryou's yami had smashed his computer tower in a rage; but Ryou couldn't
really tell his teacher that the psychotic spirit of a 5,000 year old
thief that resided in his millennium ring and rented out the access
space in his mind, went on a rampage and trashed his computer; he'd sent
Ryou to a Looney bin, right?
And Ryou couldn't afford to buy a new tower, as he lives alone; his
father is an archeologist who spends most of his time on digs in Egypt
and sent Ryou enough money to cover his living costs every month, so
Ryou didn't have enough money to spare of luxuries like a computer. Or a
TV, for that matter; Bakura broke that too.
So you see the teen's dilemma.
"Ah, Mr. Bakura. What can I do for you?" the teacher asked kindly,
staring down at Ryou with an intense gaze.
"U-um…our assignment...when is it due, a-again?" Ryou tried, but
failed to keep the stutter from his quiet voice. The old man smiled,
"Tomorrow, Mr. Bakura."
Ryou gulped, he had feared that...
And then...the lie rolled....
"Oh, because my computer crashed and I lost everything!" Ryou's voice
sounded surprisingly desperate, he even empathized the 'everything'.
"I even lost the program, a-and I don't have the money to fix it!" the
white-haired teen's doe-brown eyes where wide with worry, his mind was
racing. 'I can't believe I'm lying! What has gotten into me? I was
usually such a good student, too!'
The teacher looked sorry for the quiet boy, "don't worry about it,
Bakura. Use the school computers and have an extra day, I'll take this
into consideration when I mark your project." He stated, as he packed up
his books.
Ryou's first thought: 'Damn, I'm good. He fell for it, hook line and
sinker,' and then,
"Because I know you are telling me the truth..."
Those words, those few insignificant words changed it all. Cue the
guilt.
The wave hit Ryou, and it hit him hard, he felt the guilt stirring in
the pit of his stomach...damn...Ryou's conscience was not gonna let this
one go.
"Arigato, sensei..."
The teen turned and left. As soon as he was out of ear-shot, Ryou ran.
He ran straight to the library and shot to a computer. He had to get
this done...
Ryou had been working in peace for almost an hour now, his stomach
rumbled, but he didn't care. It was growing dark out, but he didn't
care. Some one did though, and that someone was in his head.
//what ARE you doing, landlord?// came the voice of Ryou's yami, echoing
through his head. Ryou tried to ignore him and continue working, but the spirit
isn't very patient and wanted answers. He phased out of the ring hanging
around Ryou's neck, hidden under his school uniform, and stood beside
Ryou in his ghostly form. He remained unseen and unheard by all except
for his hikari and other spirits.
"What are you doing, landlord? It's late, we're usually home by
now...and fed," he added as an after-thought.
Ryou rolled his eyes and answered through the mental-link, /it's an
assignment, yami. And I would have had it done if I had a working
computer.../ he trailed off, hoping Bakura would take the hint and
apologize.
Bakura, on the other hand, just snorted "not my fault that the piece of junk can't take a hit."
Ryou's eye twitched, of course, Bakura apologizing would be the first
sign of the apocalypse...
If Bakura caught that thought, he ignored it.
"What's it about?" he asked, Ryou turned to look at his transparent
look-a-like. Bakura showed genuine curiosity as he stared intently at
the screen, crimson-brown eyes narrowed.
The two of them looked almost identical, though Bakura was slightly
taller and his long white hair spiked up more.
The spirit was no longer a homocidal maniac. which was good. He gave up being evil after getting
his butt kicked by Yugi and his yami one to many times, and dying on
several occasions.
He was no longer abusive and cruel to his host, well... unless he got
really mad...
Ryou couldn't stop him from stealing though, that was like his life
blood, after all, Bakura was the king of thieves.
Ryou smiled at the interest the yami was taking in his life, /I have to
plan a trip to Egypt./
"Not like you've never done that before"
the ancient Egyptian spirit commented. Ryou had to admit that was true,
and chuckled quietly.
Bakura watched his hikari work for another hour or so, before the
librarian told him it was time to leave. Ryou saved his work on his USB
and quickly left the deserted school.
The street was almost as empty as the school grounds. It was kinda
creepy, actually. But Ryou was used to it, he liked it. The quiet,
whispering wind, the cool breeze, the feeling that someone was watching
you, following you, stalking your every move- wait…
That is not good.
A shiver ran down Ryou's spine and he gulped. He felt Bakura stir in his
soul-room.
/Y-yami..?/ Ryou whispered though the mental-link, even though no one
else could hear him, /I-I think someone's following us.../ wow, when
did Ryou start referring to them as one? Oh well. Back to the matter at
hand...
//Are you sure, hikari?// the spirit asked,
/Am I ever wrong with this sort of thing? It's like a...a premonition or
something! I'm sure someone is there.../
//Let me take over// Bakura demanded instantly, and before Ryou could
even reply, he was shoved into his soul room as Bakura took control of
Ryou's body. Said teen watched what was going on through Bakura's- well
his- eyes.
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Bakura's hair spiked as he took control, his eyes narrowed and his
stride became more confident.
Discreetly, Bakura searched the area for any form of life with his
millennium ring, one of the pointers...well, pointed, into a dark corner
behind the 5,000 year old teen (A/N: ha..that so contradicts itself).
'So, Ryou was right...' Bakura mused,
/Damn straight/ Ryou thought smugly,
//No time to be cocky, Hikari. And where did you pick up that kind of
language?//
/You, of course/ Ryou said.
//well stop. It doesn't suit you.// the spirit demanded.
There was a rustling from behind the mentally bickering teen and Bakura
turned swiftly, well trained eyes scanning the area, "make your presence
known," Bakura snarled in an intimidating voice.
A cloaked figure stepped out of the shadows and Bakura smirked,
"Well, well, well, look who we have here..."
The figure lifted its head slightly, the flash of gold was impossible
to miss. The stranger's hood fell back, revealing locks of sandy-blonde
hair, lavender eyes out-lined in kohl and a smirk on tanned skin.
The Egyptian boy was lathered in gold; dangling gold earrings, gold
bands on his neck, arms and wrists. Gold chains hung from his cloak and
lavender shirt. In a loop on his pants hung a golden rod...the
millennium rod...
Malik Ishtar stood in front of Bakura, both former partners smirked and
Malik finally spoke.
"You took a hell of a long time coming out of that damn school, you
know?"
Bakura snorted, "My landlord had an assignment to do, felt guilty for
feeding the teacher a lie."
Malik's eyes widened noticeably, "Ryou...lied? What have you done to
him?!"
"Stop overreacting, Malik. It isn't my fault that he's rebelling."
Bakura waved the blonde off, disinterested.
The Egyptian boy snorted and muttered something in Arabic under his
breath that Bakura didn't quite catch.
"Anyway, why are you here? You were in Egypt last time I checked" Bakura
stated, Malik chuckled,
"Yeah...well...we moved back to Japan. So, I'm gonna chill at your place
tonight, m'kay?" Malik grinned and started walking in the direction of
Ryou's apartment. "By the way, I'm transferring into Domino high!"
Bakura blinked after the boy, before shrugging and following. Ryou was
not complaining, after all.
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It was very early in the morning when Seto Kaiba woke. He sat up in his
very large bed and yawned, his brown hair messy and his icy-blue eyes
clouded with sleep. Blinking, he stole a glance at his awesomely-to-date
alarm clock, which was not set to go off for another 30 minutes. It was
Tuesday, 18th of July, and the last week of school before the summer
vacation.
Seto already had all his assessments finished and handed in, no use
causing last minute stress, especially when you have a company to run.
After getting up and dressed for school, Seto made his way to the
kitchen for his daily dose of caffeine, before opening his lap-top and
working, waiting for his younger brother to get ready for school.
The CEO arrived at his first session class just before the bell went, he
noticed that Yugi' band of cheerleaders where cheering him on in a
duel against Duke, and making a majority of the noise in the class. He
also noticed that the shy, white-haired British boy that sometimes hung
out with Yugi-tachi was busily writing so fast his hand was a blur. Must
have an assignment to finish.
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//Go, go! YES! 1000 words!// Bakura commentated in Ryou's head.
/YATTA!!/ Ryou cried, doing a happy dance inside his head and throwing
down his pen. Assignment research: complete!
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Malik Ishtar leaned against the wall outside his new classroom, waiting
for his teacher to call him in and introduce him to the class. Malik
smirked, he was already well acquainted with almost half the class,
after the whole battle city incident and all…
With the smirk still plastered on his face, the Egyptian was called into
the classroom. He watched in amusement as he took in the various
reactions.
Ryou was staring out the window with distant eyes, oblivious to the
world around him; he really needed to pick better times to zone out.
Seto Kaiba's eyes widened ever so slightly, but other than that, there
was no noticeable reaction.
On the other hand…Tea Gardner, Duke Devlin and Tristan Taylor's jaws
dropped. Joey wheeler gasped and Yugi just stared.
The rest of the class whispered and giggled and gasped and pointed, and
you get the point.
Malik sat a hand on his hip, and raised the other in a wave. He gave a
devilish grin, "yo".
All the girls swooned, with the exception of Tea who had taken to
glaring at him, and a blue-haired girl who was staring dreamily at Ryou,
who was in turn, still staring out the window.
"Malik!?!" Joey managed to spit out still shocked.
"Long time no see, eh, Joey?" Malik's lavender eyes sparkled with
mischief.
"How…what…when did this happen!?" Joey stuttered, Malik cocked
his head to the side in confusion.
"Weren't you gonna give us a warning or something!?" Tristan cried
in exasperation. Malik rolled his eyes,
"I thought Ryou woulda done that for me!"
"BAKURA KNEW!?" Joey cried, snapping the white-haired Brit back to
reality.
"Wha..?" he noticed Malik grinning in his direction from the front of
the class, and Yugi-tachi staring at him with wide eyes.
"You knew he was transferring to our school?" Yugi asked in confusion.
"Oh…um…yes, I suppose I did..." Ryou stated timidly.
"And you didn't think of telling us?" Duke Devlin spoke up for the first
time.
"Um, well I was kinda preoccupied this morning..."
Malik snorted, "Yeah, we could see that."
For a moment all present at battle city tensed, expecting yami bakura to
turn and glare at them. But no, innocent little Ryou 'hmph'ed and stared
back out the window. The blue-haired girl sighed dreamily and continued
to watch Ryou, kinda reminding Malik of a crazed, stalker fan-girl. The
Egyptian suppressed a shudder.
"Um...why don't you take a seat next to Mr. Kaiba, hmm?" the teacher
smiled, finally finding her voice. She indicated to an empty seat
besides Seto.
Malik slunk over and plunked himself down, giving the CEO a goofy grin
as he did so. Kaiba rolled his eyes and turned to the front as the
lesson started.
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Come lunch, Ryou found himself situated in the Library, typing rapidly
on the computer, looking down at his notes, and then typing again.
//I'm bored. Can't we go annoy the Pharaoh or something?//
/no! I HAVE to get this done. TODAY!/ Ryou all but mentally screamed at
his dark half.
//Ok, but this stress is really getting to 'ya// Bakura replied with a
shrug. Ryou snapped back,
/Just state the obvious, there, yami!/
//No need to get cranky…geeze...// and with that, the spirit retreated
back into his soul room.
Ryou sighed, he hadn't gotten much sleep last night; thanks to Malik
with his loud music, and last minute cramming for exams. Ryou really
didn't cope well under stress. The white-haired boy rubbed his temples
and sighed…again.
"Hmph…finishing up last minute work?"
The sudden amused voice behind Ryou made him jump in fright. He turned
to see Seto Kaiba standing behind him, suitcase in hand and a smirk on
his face.
Ryou sighed once again (//you should really stop sighing, landlord. You
might deflate.// Bakura stated) and nodded his head.
Seto gave him a look of understanding and sat down at the computer
besides Ryou. The classmates attempted to work in silence for the
remainder of lunch, but were forced to evacuate the library when they
where spotted by a pack of rabid fan girls.
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A few days had passed since Malik transferred in, and he was now on good
terms with yugi-tachi, though he would rather hang around with Ryou and
Seto; they were much more fun to annoy.
"FINALLY! Summer holidays!" Malik cried gleefully as the
end-of-school bell rung. Ryou rolled his eyes, "You've been
attending school for less than a week and you already can't wait to
leave. So like you."
Malik grinned at his friend as he practically skipped down the street
towards his house, "You know me to well."
"Sadly, I have to agree." Ryou sighed,
//what have I told you about sighing?!//.
Ryou mentally rolled his eyes at his Yami; realizing his mistake when
Bakura growled darkly, Ryou stuttered an apology.
The white-haired boy snapped back to reality when he heard Malik yell
"INCOMING!!" and was shoved to the ground rather roughly.
Ryou looked up, and saw what looked like an owl, swoop down overhead.
"Malik," Ryou began, turning to the Egyptian beside him, "That's
an owl."
"I know that!" the blonde snapped, "It was flying straight at you!
I just saved your life!"
"…from an owl."
"Well, when you say it like that it sounds pretty stupid, but that
bird was a threat to our health! They carry diseases and stuff!!"
Malik ranted, while Ryou stood up, dusted himself off, and reached up to the bird.
"It's carrying something!" he said as his squinted eyes followed the bird circling over-head.
Malik, who continued to sit on the path examining his now scrapped elbow, looked up at his friend quizzicly. "Seriously? maybe it's a rat. i hear they eat rats."
"No, it isn't a rat. why would an owl be hunting during the day anyway? they're nocturnal."
"If it's nocturnal, what's it doing trying to bomb-dive us?" Malik spoke up.
the small barn owl swooped again, landing on a branch of a near-by tree and holding out it's leg. Malik glared at it, while Ryou moved over to in, examining the item in it's claw.
"Parchment..?" he took the paper from the owl and it instantly flew off. "Letters! adressed to us!" Ryou exclaimed, turning to the Egyptian with wide-eyes. Handind Malik his letter, Ryou proceeded to open and read his own.
Dear Mister Ryou Bakura.
It is my pleasure to inform you that you have been accepted into Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
I am sure learning you have magic has come as much a shock to you, as it did me.
I am unable to explain everything in this letter, so I shall arrive at the Ishtar resaidence tomorrow to explain for myself, and also, if you agree, to bring you to England for school.
term starts of September the first.
Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
both teens looked up from their letter, eyes wide and speechless.
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"This must be some kind of joke," Seto Kaiba growled as he stalked down the street, hand crumbling the parchment he was holding as it curled into a fist. He was on his way to the Ishtar residence, as he assumed this was a trick from Malik.
knocking on the door, he fixed his expression into a scowl. Ishizu Ishtar answered, and upon seeing the CEO, motioned him in without a word. as Seto reached the lounge room, he was greeted with the sight of Malik and Bakura, sitting on a couch, staring at a similar looking peice of parchment as the one he had with wide eyes. Seto gave Odeion, who was waving his hand infront of their faces in an unsuccessful attempt to bring them back, a questioning look. he merely shrugged in reply.
"We found them outside, frozen like that, half an hour ago," Ishizu spoke. "I think they're in shock."
"Hn," the Kaiba folded his arms across his chest, "and here i was, under the impression that these two actually liked the possibility of magic existing."
Ryou's eyes snapped over to Seto, "you got one, too." it was a statement, not a question. "So, are you going?"
"Well," Seto started, "I actually came over to see if this was a prank from Malik. but i"m guessing it"s not."
"Considering that he thought the owl that delivered the letters was trying to kill him, i'd have to agree" Ryou smiled.
"I had every right to be cautious!" Malik defended himself, finally snapping back to reality.
"I think it would be a good oppertunity for Malik to attend this "Hogwarts" place. it's a pain, though, that we only just enrolled him in a new school not even a week ago." Ishizu stated, Odeion nodding in agreement.
"Sweet! i'm going to a magic school!" Malik cheered, jumping up to start packing.
Ryou blinked after the energetic blonde. "I'll have to call my Father..."
"What about you, Kaiba?" Ishizu asked, turning to look (up) at the tall CEO. Seto frowned in thought,
"I'll have to hear what this 'Dumbledore' has to say first."
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Okay... so Dumbledore shows up in the next chapter (Everyone say 'YAY!'). This chapter...was a lot longer then I expected... O.o
oh, yes. the whole scene at the start, with the SOSE teacher; yeah, that was pretty much me with my SOSE teacher in the last few weeks of term (except i didn't feel guilty about the lie....well, maybe a little...). yeah...my computer was (and still is, by the way) being a bum (for lack of better description). but i just didn't do the assignment...and, then when i DID get it done (on time, FYI), the teacher told my i didn't have to hand it in and that he just graded me on a test that i don't remember doing AND that i'd passed! i was like WTH!?!
Anywho! I don't really know why it started the way it did. haha.
Yes, so R&R if you please... I shall give Cyber Seto chibi's to all who do!! I know you want them!! xD