Scorpia: I know I know, you're all probably groaning and going "Not Another Harry Potter and Yu-Gi-Oh! Crossover!" I'm sorry, really I am, but I just got so sick and tired of all the usual "Yugi and co. get invited to Hogwarts" crap. So I decided to try my hand at something more...main stream. Yet this one is different!I swear! Yugi and Co. are NOT going to Hogwarts its going to be the other way around...ooops! I said to much! (slaps hand over her mouth) Any way, I thought I would give this a try and if I recieve five reviews I will continue. If not, I will banish this from the internet and sulk in my own mind with my mind slaves (winks) So no worries XD!

Disclaimer: If I owned Yu-Gi-Oh! and Harry Potter, wouldn't I be someplace where I actually WANT to be? Like oh I dunno, maybe the Caribbeans? Or Egypt? But noooo instead I get stuck in boring old Sasebo -.- ; ...

The walls glistened in the noon day sun as a figure in white slumped in his throne. One hand fisted and his head resting on it, he appeared to be thinking deeply. Appeared that is, for he was taking a 'quick' cat nap that had lasted for about an hour. He didn't notice when a blue robed priest came into the throne room from a door located behind the throne and discretely hidden.

The blue eyed Priest fought the urge to roll his eyes at the figure in the hard stone throne. How somebody could sleep in that thing was beyond him. Walking up quickly, he shifted the scrolls he held in his arms and, picking out a papyrus scroll with brass ends, gently tapped the person in the back of his head. Ok, lets face it, it was more like a whack upside the head than a tap. The teen in the chair immediately sat up and blinked owlishly down at the priest, rubbing the back of his head.

"Ra damn it, Seth! Why do you always have to do that! That hurt!" The young ruler exclaimed when he recovered his senses.

"Well, it wouldn't be very noble and godly to have some one find you asleep on the throne, now would it Pharaoh?" Seth smirked and dropped the scroll he had into the pile with the others. The Pharaoh just pouted and stuck his tongue out at the impudent Priest in a very ungodly and un-Pharaoh-ish way. He sighed when he saw that this did not faze the Priest.

"So, Priest Seth, why have you awak-er interrupted my thoughts?" He asked. Seth couldn't resist rolling his eyes this time, but bowed to the Pharaoh while he was doing it, so the pharaoh couldn't see. He looked up at the pharaoh through suddenly serious blue eyes and cleared his throat importantly. Straightening up from the bow, he set down all of the scrolls but one.

" I would like you to see this my lord." With a dark cloud seeming to hover over the two, the Pharaoh took the scroll and started to read it. His ruby eyes flashed as he took in all of the information on the papyrus.

"What is the meaning of this?" He demanded, letting the scroll snap shut. "The Shadows cannot be in such disarray! What has happened Seth?" He said, waving the scroll around, a scowl on his handsome face.

"Sire, the Shadows have been taken over. There is another, darker being who can now control them. In a few days, we are expecting the first wave of monsters to plague the city and start to destroy the last barriers to the Shadow Realm. I am sorry lord Pharaoh, but there is nothing we can do."

The Pharaoh was quiet as he considered this. Nothing they could do? The fate of the world could be on his shoulders and he could do nothing! Nothing except… "Priest Seth, as the highest of my council, I have the utmost trust placed upon you. However, my dear cousin and closest friend, I think that I should point out the one way we could save the land of Kehmet from darkness"

Seth paled at those words. The Pharaoh only mentioned that they were friends when something was deadly serious. And from his tone of voice the High Priest could tell that indeed this was a very deadly suggestion. The Pharaoh's words clicked together in his mind and his eyes widened as his face paled even further, making him look green.

"NO!" He exclaimed, his hands clenching into fist. "It is impossible! I will not just stand by as you sacrifice your self!"

"Cousin," The Pharaoh said while closing his eyes and grimacing. He took a deep breath before continuing. "I told you that this would be the last resort, if anything like this ever happened. And it has happened. Seth, I-I just want to say that, yes I may be scared to do this, but I will do everything in my power to stop the Shadows! Now, are you absolutely sure, there is no other way?" The young ruler looked down at his priest and saw a flicker of hope pass through the older teens face.

"Perhaps," Seth said, "Perhaps there is a way, to help preserve your soul, before you sacrifice yourself. You see, the court magicians have been experimenting and have found a way to pull out a little bit of a humans soul. This sliver of soul is then contained with in a magical container. Essentially, your soul could last forever in that container."

The Pharaoh closed his eyes and thought deeply. If ever his kingdom should fall, he would blame himself for all eternity, even when or if, he made it to hymenoptera, the afterlife. Oh how he should have seen this coming. For too long the creatures had been silent and refused to answer anybody's call. He should have known that this was his fate.

Coming to a decision, his ruby eyes snapped open and looked resignedly down at his priest. "Do it. I will not leave Kehmet defenseless." Seth nodded, regret showing in his eyes. He bowed again.

"Yes my Pharaoh. I shall send for the other priests at once." With that he bowed once again and strode out the door, leaving the eighteen year old to contemplate his fate and…his death.

And thus, the soul of the Pharaoh was locked away into an intricate puzzle. But, under his orders, his soul was split into two different parts, one containing his knowledge of magic's, the other his ethereal body and 'true soul'. With this, the Pharaoh banished the darkness from Kehmet and restored peace and light through out the land. Of course his people mourned him, and his passing, but life continued on.
The Puzzle was guarded over by tomb keepers and was kept with six other items with mystical properties as well. However, whatever became of the other part of the noble kings soul?

It was placed into a small vial of pure crystal, only two fingers wide and one finger tall, glowing with a pure white radiance. The most powerful magical charms were placed upon this small vial, but unfortunately the charms didn't stop human errors. For while the Pharaohs treasures where being moved to his tomb, the vial was lost. Nobody knew what became of that small yet powerful piece of the Pharaohs soul.

Well nobody knew until one, Bill Weasely of the Gringots curse breakers, stumbled across the vial in a dank and dark tomb, almost completely forgotten. This is where our story begins…

Dumbldore peered over his half moon specticles with curiosity. His light blue eyes shone in the reflection of the strange vial of unknown liquid, which was glowing a pure silverish white.

"Thought you ought to take a look at this Dumbldore. We found it in a lost temple to the north of the Valley of the Kings. We have some speculation of what it is, but thought you might want totake a stab at guessingwhat it was before we experimented with the liquid." Bill was sitting on the corner of Dumbledores desk, fiddling with a whirling object that made beeping noises and at odd moments put out bursts of different colored light.

Dumbldore smiled a small smile as he stood up from behind the desk, and walked over to the cabinet that held the penseive. Taking the bassen into his old hands, he carried it over to the desk and set it down. Bill, his attention caught by the shimmering in the bowl, set down the wirling thing and stood up, looking from the pensieve to the vial to Dumbldore and back again.

"What? You really think that the stuff in the vial is a memory strand?" He asked increduously of Dumbledore. The wizened old man smiled a small smile and nodded his head again. With that nod, he uncorked the vial and dumped the liquid into the Pensieve.

A bright flash resounded throughout the entire office, spilling out of the office windows and skylight, effectivly lighting up that whole part of Hogwarts. The paintings and suits of armor in the office creaked and whispered as they felt a strange and disturbing magic wash over them. A strange whooshing sound started, but if you really listened to it howling, it sounded as though it was coming from the back of your mind. The entire office was drentched in a cold chill, immidiately follwed by a blast of heat and a blast of sand that had blown in from nowhere.Dumbledore and Bill just stood and watched as all of these things happened, stumped and surprised at the strange magics.

Another wave of the magic enclosed the office wtih a whirl of sand and light. When it disappeared, the paintings where whispering and then shouting and roaring as the two wizards where nowhere to be found.

Scorpia: Sorry, but if you want to read the next chapter I need to receive FIVE reviews. ok? five REVIEWS. FIVE REVIEWS! So review! Please? Ohh and Happy ThanksGiving!
Yami: ...But its not Thanksgiving over there yet...
Scorpia: (rolls eyes) well it is over here so Damade! (mumbles) Baka pharaoh...any way, I know this is gonna be a big flop any way, I mean, only the REALLY good author(esses)s make good crossovers...like White Angel Chan. When is she gonna update? I'm like waiting on the edge of my seat for the next chapter...Oh and one more thing, do you guys want this to be shounen-ai or Yaoi or what? (shrugs) whatever, I'm a big Yaoi fan, but I can make this just friendly if you guys want...I have about a quarter of this story plotted out, but I can easily put in anything you guys want, so yeah.
Yami: Just SHUT UP! geeze,I swear you could keep going on and on and on!
Scorpia:(sighs) shutting up

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