Welcome, people, to my third fanfiction!

As you can probably guess, this is a YGO/HP fanfic. However much you ask, however, I will not add pairings. NO! Not even tendershipping!

This story takes place during the fourth Harry Potter book, Goblet of Fire.

I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER OR YU-GI-OH! IF I DID, THERE WOULD BE MORE LEMON SMOOTHIES!

Yu-Gi-Oh and Harry Potter come together in:

Arc of Solitude

Chapter One: A Whole New World

Your average day in Domino City. People going past, looking from shop window to shop window, the noodle cart that's always there on a Monday, and two fair-haired miscreants lounging in an alley…

"I have no idea why I hang out with you when you're like this."

"Shut up, Marik."

"I mean, you're so grumpy… What's the matter now?"

"Shut up. I mean it."

"Bakura, I will definitely have to do something about your wild mood swings." The boy named Marik poked the other.

"Do that again and I will wound you. Severely."

So, the annoying brat that he was, Marik poked him. Again.

Ten seconds later, Marik was pinned to the ground, attempting to fend off the knife aimed at his throat.

"Alright, alright! I get it!"

Bakura rolled off Marik and stood up, stowing the knife in the recesses of his long black coat.

"You'd better. I am not in the mood for your pratting about."

There was silence for a minute. The excess of jewellery that Marik wore glinted in the afternoon sunlight.

"So… What's wrong?"

Bakura sighed. "My host received a letter this morning."

"What's so bad about that?"

Bakura reached into his coat and pulled out a square of yellow parchment. The wax seal was still discernible – the crest of a lion, snake, badger and eagle surrounding the letter 'H'.

Marik snatched the letter, reading it.

Mr Ryou Bakura

Apartment building

The only bedroom

Domino city

Dear Mr Bakura.

I am delighted to inform you that you have been given a place at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft And Wizardry this coming fall.

Please find enclosed a list of all the supplies you need, along with your train ticket on the Hogwarts Express.

Term begins September the first.

We hope to see you,

Albus Dumbledore

Headmaster.

"What the hell? A school of magic?"

"I was suspicious at first – it sounds like the kind of prank that Joey Wheeler would pull – but evidently not."

Marik laughed. "No way. I want to go too…"

A screech came from above as a large white owl swooped down from the sky, landing on Mariks head. He shook his head wildly. "Argh! Get it off!" He pulled the Millennium Rod from his belt and waved it around his head, attempting to knock the heavy bird off.

Bakura cracked up at the sight of Marik dancing around like a loon, with the large bird on his head. After about a minute, he composed himself.

"Marik, the Millennium Rod is hardly to be used for swatting birds."

"Well, get it off then!"

Bakura sighed. "If I must." He whistled softly and held out his arm. The snowy owl flapped off his perch on Mariks head and landed on Bakuras arm, sticking one leg out.

Bakura untied the bulky letter with one hand, flipping it open and reading it.

Then, he groaned.

Marik finished rearranging his hair, and snatched the letter from Bakuras hand. "What does it say?"

Mr Marik Ishtar

Lone alley

Domino city

Dear Mr Ishtar.

I am delighted to inform you that you have been given a place at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft And Wizardry this coming fall.

Please find enclosed a list of all the supplies you need, along with your train ticket on the Hogwarts Express.

Term begins September the first.

We hope to see you,

Albus Dumbledore

Headmaster.

Marik whistled. "I got one too!"

Bakura reached in his pocket for his knife, flipping it in his hands, fingers moving lightning-fast.

Marik flinched. "Put that away!"

Bakura ignored him and began to walk away. However, he didn't get far. The snowy owl flew after him and pecked him. Hard.

"Infernal bird! What was that for?"

The bird held its leg out again. A small scroll was also attached to it.

Bakura muttered to himself and untied the scroll. The bird flew away.

Ryou Bakura and Marik Ishtar,

A guide will be with you shortly.

Bakura crumpled the scroll and put it in his pocket, leaving the alley and a surprised Marik behind.

Marik just sighed. He was used to Bakura acting like this.

He just turned, retrieving his motorbike from where it was leaning against a wall and wheeling it out of the alley.

Bakura was nowhere to be seen.

(AN: Well, how about that? Bit mysterious, eh?

Now that the first chapters finished, and all the introductions, yadda yadda, I can get down to the grooooove!

One question, though... Would you prefer Hagrid or Dumbledore as the 'guide'? Answer in your review! Yup, that's the li'l button below this passage.

See you in later chapters!)