Yes, I have somehow received inspiration and thought up a sequel! I know I said it was doubtful, but here it is! The point one percent chance has won! Please do not expect me to update quickly or regularly because I'm a very busy person as you know from before. I have had problems sleeping so hopefully any other chapters won't be sleep deprivation chapters.
Keep in mind that to read this story it'd be very wise to read the first one!
Reminders:
/Ryou to Bakura/
/Bakura to Ryou/
'Thoughts are entered here'
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or Yugioh!
In a small house located in muggle London, the sound of a phone ringing blared through the walls. A boy with long, white hair and large, brown eyes ran towards the receiver. Grabbing it on the last ring, he answered. The caller being his half brother the boy smiled. Ryou Bakura was his name, and the previous yeah he became a student at Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry. He found his family and helped his half brother to save their father and destroy the evil Lord Voldemort.
"Hey, Harry, how are you?" he greeted his half brother, Harry Potter.
"I'm all right I guess. I still don't understand why Dumbledore insisted I spend the first few weeks of summer with the Dursley's," Harry groaned.
"Perhaps it's because they can say a proper good bye to their nephew! You know how long good byes can take," Ryou teased.
"Oh, be quiet, Ryou! You know I'll jinx you once I get home tomorrow!"
"Like you would be able to, Harry. You forget that you're still underage and that's against the law!" Ryou mused.
"You're underage too, so don't start preaching," both boys laughed. This summer was going to be great and they couldn't wait to get to know each other as brothers.
"So, did you talk to your friends yet?" asked Harry.
"Yeah, everything is cleared up, but it's not the same as it was," sighed Ryou.
"Well, that's understandable. I know if Ron or Hermione tried to kill me I'd never be able to talk to them the same again as well. Oh shoot, the Dursleys are home, I better go. See you tomorrow, bye!"
"Bye," said Ryou as the phone clicked and he knew his brother had hung up.
After all the events during the school year the boys' father, James Potter, decided to stay in England rather than go back to Japan. Joey was currently staying with the Weasley's and learning the English language instead of having to use a language charm. The Ishtars, Mai, and the others had returned to Japan promising to write. Well at least Marik and Mai had.
Ryou sighed and looked around his humble home. His father had taken a job as an auror again so was rarely seen at home because of all the dark wizards lately and his mother, Mary Ann, would leave to go help Professor Dumbledore clean up after the war. With everyone out of the house Ryou had nothing better to do than his homework. With all but potions done, he got to work on his last essay.
'Better to get all of them done now than leave them for the last minute,' he thought.
/Workaholic/muttered a voice in the back of his head.
/Well aren't you cheery this morning, Bakura/ laughed Ryou.
/Yes, I'm just SO thrilled that someone decided they wanted to get up early/yelled Bakura.
/You know as well as I do that you can lock up your soul room and sleep/ Ryou grinned at his Yami's childish behavior. After they were remerged, the two halves had finally understood why they needed to be together. It was like a part of you was missing without the other.
James had taken the idea that Ryou was possessed quite well. He actually found Bakura's random insults to be amusing.
The door began to unlock and Ryou ran over to see who it was. "Hey mom!" he said hugging her. Though they had only known each other for a few weeks, Ryou still felt very connected to his newfound mother and she him.
"Hi, Ryou, how has your day been?" she asked taking off her shoes.
"Good! I was just staring my potions essay before you arrived. Oh, and Harry called but he had to go," he said following her to the kitchen. "What are we making for lunch? Is dad going to be home for dinner? Are you done with the work at--" Mary Ann laughed.
"Well aren't you in a good mood today," she smiled. "What would you like for lunch?"
"I don't know. Creampuffs?"
LALALA
Harry hung up the phone and quickly ran to his room to not raise any suspicions from the Dursley's. Shutting the door her found an owl on his bed. The owl was brown with many black specks on it's breast and had a letter attached to it's foot.
Harry walked over to his bed and carefully untied the letter. As the owl flew out his window he opened the letter, glad the Dursley's were indoors.
Harry-
How is your summer so far? I do hope you pack shortly after receiving this letter because I will be over soon to take you home. I know you were waiting for tomorrow, but isn't it a pleasant surprise?
-Albus Dumbledore
Headmaster of Hogwarts
Order of Merlin….
Harry read the letter over, confused. Dumbledore was coming? How soon was soon? Just after this thought the door bell rang. Some questions you just shouldn't ask. At the startled gasp of his Aunt Petunia, Harry ran to the bottom of the stair well.
"Oh, good afternoon, Harry," Dumbledore smiled knowingly at the boy.
"Good afternoon, sir."
"I suspect you haven't had a change to pack your belongings," stated Dumbledore indicating the crushed note in Harry's hand. Shrugging sheepishly, Harry led the old professor to his room. He grabbed the few things he had unpacked and threw them quickly into his trunk. While Harry carried Hedwig in her cage, Dumbledore cast a spell of levitation and guided the trunk downstairs.
Leaving the house, Harry looked up at his professor.
"Sir, how are we getting to my house?" Harry still hadn't gotten used to having a house to go to. As thought answering his question a car stopped in front of them and the window was lowered.
"Hop in boys!" yelled James Potter as Harry stared in shock. He had expected apparating of floo powder, not a red mustang!
LALALA
Harry had never expected James to be a very good driver, but apparently only the ministry drivers were crazy. The car was a muggle car with only a simple spell to enlarge certain areas to fit more people or luggage. Dumbledore sat in the front next to James as Harry sat in the back to the left next to Hedwig.
Watching the scenery fly by Harry thought about how wonderful his new life would be. He had a younger brother and a step mother who was very kind. His father wasn't dead and he could converse with his friends whenever he wanted to. After a few minutes of dreaming about his new life, Harry lay his head against the window and fell into a dreamless sleep. The whole summer Harry had not had a single dream. Sure he remembered all the fighting, but he was no longer paranoid about Voldemort showing up on his front doorstep. He felt free, like a big burden had been lifted from his chest.
After the school year had ended, Harry and his friends had taken the train home. Parents had run to their kids and hugged them until they could no longer breathe. So many people were in tears of joy and sorrow. Harry found it hard to see the pain and joy engraved in people's faces.
His new mother, Mary Ann, had driven him brother home and told him that she and his father would be helping to remodel Hogwarts. She said he would be going home with Ryou in two weeks and to just be patient. During these two weeks, every time the Dursley's went out he would call his brother and friends. He kept in contact by Owl most of the time since Ron still didn't understand the phone. Most of these conversations he sat and listened while Joey tried to explain it to Ron in his broken English.
Harry jumped with a jolt as the car came to a stop in a driveway of a small house with beautiful flowers surrounding it. He opened the door and got out looking around the street and over the house. Turning towards his father, Harry looked for approval. James nodded his head and Harry ran up to the porch and knocked on the door.
Slowly, the door opened and his brother was standing in front of him with a quill on his ear. He had obviously been working on homework, something Harry hadn't even started.
"Harry, you're here early!" he exclaimed in surprise. "We weren't expecting you until tomorrow!"
"Yeah, you see Dad and Dumbledore came to pick me up early as a surprise," Harry said rubbing the back of his neck nervously.
"Well, why don't you come on inside, I'll give you the grand tour!" Ryou wouldn't take no as an answer as he grabbed Harry's arm and dragged him in the house.
Ryou led Harry all over the downstairs showing him the bathrooms, Kitchen, living room, and dining room. He then led him to the basement where there wasn't really much except for a washer and dryer. Taking him upstairs, Ryou showed him all the bedrooms and other various rooms.
"Mom and Dad wanted a guest room incase Mr. Lupin wants to stay with us. Do you know who that is?"
"Yeah, he was the Defense against the Dark arts teacher in my third year," replied Harry. "So does that mean you and me are sharing a room?"
"Yes, I hope you don't mind," Ryou said as he opened a door that had his and Harry's names on it.
The room was an average size and rectangular in shape. There were two beds and two desks. Between the two beds was a walk in closet with half of it already full of Ryou's clothing. Harry couldn't help but be amused at how organized and clean the room was. He never knew his brother could be such a neat freak.
Harry sat down on his bed and looked out the window next to it. "Is Bakura having fun here too?" he asked. "Mom and Dad didn't freak out about you telling them about a spirit possessing your necklace, did they?"
"Actually, Dad really likes Bakura. Mom is a bit confused, but accepts him. They still have problems figuring out who is in control, but they're getting better." Ryou smiled sitting down on his bed as well. "Mom said we'd go shopping in London tomorrow for clothes for you seeing as your cousin's hand-me-downs don't exactly fit. We also get to go hang out in Diagon Alley for a while!"
"Sounds like lots of fun," Harry smiled. 'This life is getting better already.'
LALALA
The next morning Harry was woken by a loud bang. The bang was accompanied by an annoying ringing noise to Harry's right. He opened his eyes and saw his brother sleeping and an alarm clock on the ground next to the wall. He blinked and slowly got out of bed. Walking over to the sleeping boy, he gently took Ryou's shoulder and shook. Ryou jumped up and soon enough there was a knife pointed at him. Harry stared in shock at the knife that was just barely touching him. "Uh…I think you need a new alarm clock. Well, it looks like Ryou needs a new alarm clock, not you Bakura. Good thing we're going shopping today, huh?" Harry said nervously as Bakura lowered the knife and rubbed his eyes.
"Is it morning already?" he asked.
"Yeah, you see you sort of threw the alarm against the wall, so you didn't wake up."
"Oh man, now Ryou's going to kill me!" with a flash of light a confused and tired looking Ryou replaced the spirit.
"Hey, Ryou, how did you sleep?"
"Pretty good, I don't think Bakura could sleep last night though. I feel like I've been pacing all night," Ryou said stretching his back and taking a look around the room. His eyes landed on the broken alarm clock and a look of annoyance crossed his features while he mumbled, "He's dead."
Harry laughed as their mother came into the room. "Boys, I thought I heard a…is that another broken clock, Ryou?"
"Yes, mother, it appears my Yami is not a morning person," he said as calmly as possible.
"Oh dear, I guess we should put the next one by Harry's bed instead," she said with a small laugh. "Get ready to go, boys, we're going to eat breakfast and leave." She left the room so they could get ready.
Ryou got up and went over to the closet to look threw his dresser. "How did you sleep last night? Did you have any disturbing dreams or something?"
"No, I've gotten so much sleep lately. I haven't had a bad dream since school ended," Harry said going to the closet as well.
"You know," Ryou said stopping in his actions.
"Hm," said Harry.
"It's been real quiet lately," he turned to his brother, "You don't think something else is happening out there, do you? I know from past experiences that you should never truly let your guard down, but…is something going to happen?" Harry couldn't help but notice how worried his brother looked.
"You haven't had any dreams or premonitions?" he asked. Ryou shook his head no. "I don't think anything is going to happen, at least not right now," with a smiled of reassurance Harry and Ryou turned back to their dressers. 'Something tells me Ryou has had a bad past,' thought Harry. 'I can't help but wonder what has happened to him.'
After both the boys took a shower and got dressed they head downstairs to the dining room. On the table was an assortment or eggs, toast, pancakes, and waffles. They went to the kitchen and got some juice then made a plate of food. Sitting down at the table, they began to eat in silence. After a couple of minutes James walked in the room with a tired looking man behind him who had slightly graying hair and a thin appearance.
"Professor Lupin!" said Harry and he smiled at his old professor.
"Hello, Harry," Lupin said with an amused smile, "You know you can call me Remus, I'm not your professor anymore."
"Well, old habits die hard," replied Harry happily. "Are you going to be staying with us?"
"Yes he is, and we're not taking no for an answer, Remus. You need a place to stay where people aren't going to rip you apart." James answered for the ex-professor.
"Um…why exactly would people want to rip him apart," asked a confused and forgotten about Ryou. The three looked at him and then Harry and James looked at Remus. "Never mind, bad question," said Ryou as he started to push his food around. Remus sat down next to him as James beckoned Harry out of the room.
"Let's leave those two to get acquainted," said James once they were clear of the area. "Ryou doesn't know about Remus being a werewolf yet."
"Well that's obvious, but I think those two will get along nicely," said Harry. "With Ryou being possessed by a spirit I'm sure they could really relate," he smiled. James nodded and ruffled his son's hair.
"Hello, Ryou," said Remus, "I'm, well obviously, Remus Lupin."
"Hello," said Ryou. "I'm Ryou Bakura…Potter…"
"That's all right," said Remus. "I'm sure you'll get used to that after a while," he smiled.
"Yeah," replied Ryou looking down. "It's really hard to think I've got a whole different life than I began my life with."
"That's understandable," said Remus, "So, what kinds of things do you like to do? Are you a quidditch fan?"
"Not really, it's a cool sport, but…I just can't really get into it," said Ryou as Remus nodded in understanding. "I do like divination thought," Ryou said with a smile.
"You do? I never really understood that class much," said Remus.
"Well…I guess not many people do," Ryou looked down embarrassed. Harry walked in having just heard the last bit of conversation.
"Ryou has the 'inner eye'," he said while using his fingers to make quotation marks.
"Really?" asked Remus intrigued as Ryou nodded with a light blush at all the attention. "That's something I wouldn't suspect from one of James' sons," he laughed lightly. "Anything else you like to do?" Ryou shrugged.
"I like muggle games," he said, "But I don't do much otherwise." Harry knew Ryou was holding back lots of information and he couldn't blame him. During the past two weeks when Harry would talk to Ryou, Ryou told him that Bakura had been teaching him how to throw knives. He was really enjoying the learning experience.
"Hey, Remus, come check out your room!" yelled James as Remus got up with a nervous smile and left.
"He's really nice," said Harry as Ryou turned to look at him. "And he's not really as crazy as Dad is."
"I've taken to trusting people before telling them my secrets," said Ryou in a monotonous voice.
"You know, he might have a secret he's hiding from you, too," Harry said with a knowing glance.
"You know something I don't know, now tell me or I'll sick Bakura on you," said Ryou bluntly as Harry laughed.
"No way, I don't tell other people's secrets. You'll just have to talk to him later," he replied in a sing-song voice. Both boys joked around for a bit longer before cleaning up their dishes.
LALALA
A dark house stood on a hill with only the small light of a candle showing in one window. A figure paced the room muttering to himself.
"They ruined my life! I will get revenge and my dignity back. No one messes with me! I will not rest until those Potter boys are dead!"
Whoa! Six pages of story! So that's the end of chapter one. Hopefully you enjoyed it and tell me any ideas you had, I'm open to all! There probably won't be any pairings in this story unless enough people tell me they really want it. Hope to see you next chapter!
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-Maki-sama-