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*Sigh* another story I probably wont finish.

Whistling, the wind blew hard through the sands, raging against the wards surrounding the area. It looked out of place, surrounded by nothing but sand, even odder it remained untouched by the harsh weathering conditions. A circular city of stone, silver and gold, stood proud and tall, unaffected by the sandstorms of Egypt. At the centre of the city sat a large palace, a grand structure of gold standing seven stories high. The Palace of Thoth, the Egyptian wizarding school, remained to be one of the wizarding world's most extravagant schools, even beating Beauxbatons in grandness. The area surrounding the palace is the famous shopping district Dedun Alley, the outer rings of the city is where most of the people reside, though some chose to live closer to work. Wizards and witches could come and go as they please, however to enter the school one must be permitted in with a visitor pass or be either a teacher or a student.

One such student sat surrounded by his group of followers, bored and listless, staring down at the courtyard from the fourth story window. Not caring at all for the lecture the Professor is giving, after all there isn't much left for them to teach him that he didn't already know. He had long outgrown the school, for as great as the curriculum is, there were better things he could be doing. Like expanding his little group for instance.

"Mr Ishtar, I would like it if perhaps our resident genius would kindly pay attention when one is talking to him." The Transfiguration Professor glared at him with her pointy gaze. She had always reminded him of an angry baboon.

"I do apologize Professor Mallory." His smile, laced with poison, matched his piercing eyes. "Would you like to repeat yourself? I hadn't been listening."

Professor Mallory narrowed her eyes. "One would think that our resident genius believes himself above the rest of us common folk, a child who thinks himself above his elders just because he skipped a couple of grades. The outside world is a dangerous place to be, with that attitude, and you wont last long if you continue to belittle your betters."

Around him his followers bristled in rage, how dare she talk down to their Lord, for no matter how young their Lord is, he will always be greater than these fools they call teachers. Malik Ishtar calmly waved away their anger, turning his now amused eyes towards their teacher. "I do believe it was more than a 'couple of grades' that I skipped, I'm thirteen years old and I'm in my final year, and Professor?" He leaned in more closely. "It is you that may need to watch out, it is after all a dangerous world out there for one with such an attitude." His followers now leered at her as if his words were a death sentence they'd been given permission to execute.

She sputtered in rage. "Is that a threat, are you threatening me?"

"No Professor, I'm merely giving you a friendly warning. Now what was it that you'd wanted?"

She glared and spoke with a tight voice. "Transfigure the water in your cup into a different element."

He twirled his wand, smiling at her with malice, then with a flick he wordlessly transfigured the water into roaring flames. The ball of fire levitated above the cup and through the flames his demonic lavender eyes watched her cruelly.

He blinked sleep from his eyes, yawning against the rays of sunlight filtering in through the curtains. Morning in Domino city arrived with boisterous noises and honking horns, at times like these he missed the silence the dessert could give. He vaguely recalled a dream about a city in a dessert, of a grand palace and of witches and wizards. He tried to recall the dream in its entirety but came away feeling as if there was something important he'd forgotten, it blurred in and out of reality, as if something is blocking his vision. He let it go before he developed a headache, but that nagging feeling wouldn't leave and it kept pestering him all morning.

His sister Ishizu and his brother Rishid had left early for the museum, leaving him alone to his own devices. All alone with nothing to do, not a good thing for someone like him. He supposed he could contact Yugi and his little groupies and tell them he's back, but its only been a month since battle city and he felt too awkward and intrusive to meet up with them. Then again he'd already been here for a week, after Ishizu decided to move to Domino city he had kept mostly to their apartment, so he should probably man up and visit them, he couldn't stay indoors everyday.

Still, he found it odd the way his sister acted when they lived in Egypt. She'd been really nervous in public and wouldn't allow him anywhere alone, he could understand the reasoning behind that, he had tried to take over the world after all. However the moment they moved to Japan he'd been left mostly to himself, they were busy at the museum which was understandable but that didn't explain why they didn't force him to come with them like they would have done in Egypt.

Perhaps he was thinking about it too much, that was probably it, all he really needs is a walk.

Walking among the throngs of people he couldn't help but feel that he was perhaps a little too hasty to leave the apartment, walking down the busy streets of a city while everyone is out for lunch is not one of his better ideas. He hadn't taken into account the crowds of people and the many cars on the street, after all the last time he'd been here the roads were closed for the tournament and the crowds were thinner to make way for the numerous battles that had taken place all over the city. Sighing he turned into an alley to escape the crowds, which he probably should have done from the start.

The alleys gave him a nostalgic feeling, all he needed is a motorbike and a run in with an albino thief and he'd be all set.

"Oi Malik is that you?"

Never mind, all he needed now is a motorbike, turning around he saw Bakura leaning against a wall. "Hey Bakura, still hanging around back alleys I see."

"Hah!" He pushed off the walls and moved to stand in front of Malik. "Not like you're any better, I don't see you walking amongst the people." He then rose an expectant eyebrow. "How long were you planning on hiding in that apartment of yours anyway?"

Lavender eyes narrowed into slits. "I was not hiding." He took a step forwards. "And how come you're not surprised to see me?"

Smirking, Bakura threw his arm around Malik's shoulder. "Please, give me more credit than that, I knew the moment you were back in the country. I'd know if my partner in crime were in the same city as I."

Malik shrugged away the arm. "We're not partners, I'm not like that any more."

"Yeah right, then why do you still have the Rod when I know you'd given it back to your sister?"

Malik tried to look innocent but in the face of Bakura's grin he just couldn't hold it, he let a malicious smile spread across his face. "Ok you have me, I took it from the tomb and replaced it with a decoy she still has no idea, I'm really taking advantage of the fact she no longer has the necklace."

"So do you still have your little gang or did you disband."

Malik's eye twitched. "It wasn't little, it was a large criminal organisation."

"Sure it was."

He gritted his teeth. "And yes I did have it disbanded." They both started to walk towards the busy streets of the city, intent on finding something to do.

"You know its good that you're here, I've been incredibly bored with no one but those idiots to hang out with. Now that I've got my own body I seriously don't want to hang around Yugi and that arrogant Pharaoh plus their friends are seriously starting to get on my nerves."

"How did you end up getting a body anyway? I know how the Pharaoh got his but I'd thought you wouldn't have received the right to have one."

"Ah you break my heart with your lack of faith in me."

Malik playfully shoved him in the shoulder. "Shove off, no really how did you get it?"

"I stole the right to have one, how else did you think I got it?"

Rolling his eyes he punched the thief in the shoulder. Two bored thieves casually walking down the side walk, looking for something to do, this is never a good thing.

They strolled into the cafe, laughing their heads off, explosions were always fun. They immediately spotted the star shaped hair-does at the back.

"Hey guys missed me?" He looked down at their seated forms with a frankly evil grin.

They looked up at him with varied expressions, most looked nervous but the Pharaoh looked horror struck, the only one that didn't have a negative reaction is Yugi. "Malik! You're back, how long have you been in Japan?"

"I've been here a week or so. What's wrong with him?" He pointed towards Atem. He and Bakura snickered at his expression.

"Oh Ra! This cant be happening. We're all doomed, no doubt you have a plan for world domination in the works, you're probably in on it too aren't you?." He pointed at Bakura.

"Atem! That's not nice!"

"Yugi, they're not nice!"

They all watched Atem and Yugi argue with each other, while they were all distracted Bakura casually leant in and spoke quietly to Malik. "Do you actually have a plan for world domination?"

Malik turned his head slightly to give Bakura a mischievous grin. "I may have a few, old habits die hard after all." They shared a rather evil looking glance before joining the group at the table.

The letters had been sent out to their respective recipients, and if a favourable response is given Hogwarts will be receiving five new students. Hopefully he wouldn't be risking too much by agreeing to take these students, they had been involved in odd incidents but they couldn't be left uneducated about their magic. The Japanese Ministry of Magic has had some problems, so not all magical children had been uncovered during the routine sweeps. However these children were involved in something unknown and the Japanese Minister of magic thought Albus Dumbledore to be more qualified to deal with this problem, so they'll attend Hogwarts instead of the school in Japan.

They'll be too old to be in first year, he'll just have to put them with their year group and have them take remedial classes to help them catch up. They will also have to stay at twelve Grimmauld place, this way they could receive help from Ms Granger. This would also get rid of the problem concerning their school supplies.

He looked down at the list of their names, one in particular stood out, Malik Ishtar. It's a name he's pretty sure he's heard somewhere before, it could be nothing, but he had this nagging feeling something is amiss.

Lavender eyes stared at the owl sitting on his bed, then switched his gaze to the letter clutched in his hand. "What the hell? Who uses an owl to send letters." He wondered whether this was some kind of prank sent by the Pharaoh or Bakura.

Malik Ishtar
3rd bedroom
Apartment 14
Domino City

Yay another story that will most likely stay unfinished.