AHP: Hey there! Well, my second fic, so I'm not gonna say too much. Plz enjoy! Don't worry, this won't become another of those Yugi becomes a student/teacher fics. :D
Warnings: Kinda AU. Spoilers for Yami's real name and the end of Yugioh. Spoilers also for Harry Potter until just after Goblet of Fire. This story will be widely different from the books after GoF in Harry Potter. For Yugioh it's set after the ceremonial duel between Yugi and Yami. This may become YAOI later.
Pairings: Still to be decided. You can vote for your favourite pairing Het or YAOI, it may sway my decision. :D
Disclaimer: I don't own Yugioh or Harry Potter. They belong to their respective creators. T.T They just had to make me say it!
CHAPTER ONE:
It was a quiet day like any other in the life of one Yugi Motou. The sun was shining, his friends were chatting and laughing around him, but Yugi didn't feel like himself. It had been three weeks since Atemu had left for the afterlife and he missed him terribly, but that wasn't what was bothering him. The thing that bothered him the most was the fact that he had come to terms with his loss so quickly. He felt guilty. Atemu...Yami had been the other half of his soul. Why did he not feel worse? Sighing inwardly he felt the weight of his guilt crushing down on him. It was because of Atemu that he had his friends, confidence, everything he had in fact.
They had already finished school for the day and were heading for a cafe to sit and relax, but suddenly Yugi felt he couldn't do it. He couldn't sit there all afternoon pretending nothing was wrong. Making his decision, he made an excuse to his friends saying he wasn't feeling too well. They wished him well, telling him to get better soon and let him leave for home. Little did he know how concerned his friends really were.
"Yugi's been looking a bit off for a while now. I hope it isn't anything serious." Jounouchi looked at Anzu frowning.
"You're right Anzu. He has been looking a bit down. You don't think he's still missing...you know..." Honda looked at him sharply.
"I really hope not. I can understand how difficult this must be for Yugi. Saying goodbye to the other half of your soul...I don't think any of us can possibly understand how difficult this must be for him." The others nodded as they watched their short friend walking away. Had they known how long it would be before they saw him again, they would perhaps have gone with him, but unfortunately...they didn't.
Yugi kept his head down. He didn't want to have any interaction with people right now. He didn't feel up to it. Seeing a vaguely familiar purple flash made him lift his head momentarily. He stopped walking, looking around carefully. He noted that the world seemed vaguely hazy, but he figured it was simply his state of mind playing tricks on him, until he saw the purple flash once again to his left.
Quickly turning Yugi found himself rooted to the spot. It couldn't be. Rubbing his eyes quickly he looked again to find that he had not been mistaken. Floating a few inches from the ground and staring straight at him was the Dark Magician. He felt his body move on its own, as if being compelled to by those hauntingly familiar blue eyes. He started to run as he saw the Dark Magician turn away from him and start floating away down the road.
Yugi felt his legs strain as he continued running after his favourite duel monster. He didn't understand what was happening, but he knew he could not let the monster out of his sight. After what seemed like hours the Dark Magician came to a halt. Yugi finally reached him and stopped a few feet away from the other, suddenly uncertain. He decided to wait and see what his most loyal creature would do. At this thought he silently amended this statement. What would Atemu's most loyal creature do now? It was to the former Pharaoh that the Dark Magician was loyal, not him. He felt his heart sink. Was the creature here to tell him he was being rejected by his monsters? Were they angry with him for not being more upset about Atemu leaving?
As he stood in trepidation his face seemed to reflect his downcast feelings. He felt the creature approach him and he kept his gaze firmly on the ground. He waited silently for whatever would happen next, but he wasn't ready for what happened. The Dark Magician knelt before him.
"Master, why are you so unhappy?" Yugi didn't know how to respond. Firstly, none of the monsters had ever addressed him as master before. That title had been reserved for Atemu. Secondly, this question was asked in Ancient Egyptian, yet he had understood every word as well as if it had been said in his mother language. Yugi felt his mouth open and close a few times before he managed to get any words out.
"Why...?" He halted in surprise as he realised he was also speaking a language which should be completely foreign to him.
"Why what master?" Yugi took a deep breath before continuing.
"Why was it so easy to accept that he is gone?" He saw the Dark Magician smile at him gently.
"I see. That is what is bothering you. It is not your fault he is gone. It is what he asked you to do. When he left to the afterlife your soul became whole once more, so he is not truly gone. You are him, and he is you. You are one in the same. Two halves of a whole. On an instinctual level your mind seemed to accept this, which is why you accepted this so readily. He will always be with you, because he is you in a different time." Yugi nodded slowly as this registered in his mind. He had felt more complete as a person after Atemu left, which was why he had felt so guilty. Hearing these things now...set his mind at ease. His eyes softened with understanding.
"Thank you Mahaado." Yugi felt as surprised as the Dark Magician looked.
"Master...you remembered me?" Yugi took a slight step back.
"I...I...what?" Laughing slightly, the Dark Magician hurried to reassure him.
"I should have expected this. The Pharaoh's memories are your memories. While he was here, he retained them. Now that he is gone...you must reclaim them as your own." Yugi was still more than a little confused, but decided that now was not the time to think on that.
"So...what is this place? Why does nobody else see you? Where are we?" As he asked this, Yugi realised for the first time that even though they were standing still, everything around them was still moving. It was almost as if he were riding in a see-through bus.
"This is a part of the Shadow Realm." Yugi nodded, having thought that would be the case.
"Why did you bring us here?" Mahaado looked surprised.
"I didn't master. You did." Yugi was getting tired of the constant surprises. He didn't know how many more revelations he could take.
"What do you mean I brought us here?" One finger pointed at his forehead was his answer. Yugi felt himself wishing for a mirror, and to his everlasting surprise one materialized before him. What he saw in that mirror, would be burned into his memory forever. The Sennen Eye was glowing as brightly as a miniature sun on his forehead.
"But why? I didn't wish to come to the Shadow Realm, and we seem to be travelling somewhere." Mahaado merely shrugged.
"I don't know master. It may be that fate requires you to be somewhere that you yourself are not consciously aware of." Dropping his head into his hand he sighed.
"I'm reaaaaally getting tired of this. And stop calling me master. My name is Yugi." Mahaado smiled lightly.
"You really don't change do you master?" Yugi lifted his head in surprise, but was unable to respond to this strange comment. The Shadow Realm had suddenly started spinning madly around them before coming to a dead halt. Yugi only had enough time to process a large dining hall with four long tables running along it and a bunch of floating candles before he was unceremoniously dumped out of the Shadow Realm into the middle of the dining hall, with hundreds of surprised faces staring at him in shock...
Harry Potter thought it was going to be just another year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. It was his fifth year at Hogwarts and he was looking forward to all that would happen. Life was never dull at his school, but even he had no idea what that would entail this year. The only blotch on his year was the return of Voldemort, or so he thought.
It was their first day back at Hogwarts and they were all watching the new first-years being sorted. There was only another three to go and Harry couldn't wait to get started on the feast. As his thoughts were running over the important decision of what he would eat first he heard a murmur run through the assembled students. Looking up, he realised what was causing the stir.
The air above the great hall was shimmering darkly, as if something were hiding behind the air. As they watched in awe, gasps resounded through the hall as a young boy appeared out of thin air and dropped to the ground. After he hit the ground they heard a groan followed by a muttered 'Itai'. The boy slowly sat up rubbing his head, grimacing in obvious pain. As he looked up, Harry saw him freeze. He was sitting fairly close to the boy, so he got a good look of his appearance. He couldn't have been older than Harry himself. He had even wilder hair than Harry. It was shaped into five points with the main part being black, tipped in amethyst with blond bangs framing his features. He had sharp amethyst eyes, and darkly tanned skin. He was also wearing nothing but leather and gold. It was a strange combination, but seemed to work for him. He had gold bands on his upper arms, and wrists as well as some strange crown-looking object resting on his head with an eye on the front. He was wearing a leather strap with golden buckle around his neck, a leather vest with more buckles, and leather pants with three belts crossed around his waist.
Harry had never seen anyone looking quite like this stranger before. He looked somewhat exotic in a foreign sort of way.
'Definitely not European with that tan.' Harry was surprised by the thought as it occurred to him and the stranger looked directly at him for a moment. Harry was shocked by that intense gaze, but shook himself back to the present as the teachers came running to the strange boy, wands out.
Professor Dumbledore approached with a no-nonsense attitude. The strange boy didn't seem intimidated, merely standing up off the ground and tilting his head before speaking in a completely foreign language. Harry could tell that the teachers were completely stumped. They obviously had no idea what language it was. The strange boy also frowned before speaking in another language. It was obviously different from the first, but they still had no idea what language he was speaking. They saw him concentrate deeply before he asked in a heavily accented voice.
"Do you understand English?" Professor Dumbledore looked surprised for a moment before answering.
"Yes, we understand English. Who are you?" The boy looked relieved, but before he could answer, a shout was heard.
"I knew it! It's Yugi Motou! The King of Games!" Harry raised his eyebrows in surprise. Even he had heard of the King of Games though he had never seen him. Dudley was an avid follower of his. He watched with amusement as the boy dropped his head into his hand muttering something in another language before he grimaced and looked up.
"Yes, I am Yugi Motou. May I ask where I am?" Harry could tell that the professor's were surprised.
"You mean you don't know where you are?" Another grimace.
"I am not even aware of which country I am in right now, much less my exact location." Harry could tell that this was not what they had been expecting. They were obviously uncertain of how exactly they should answer his question.
"If you don't know where you are, then how did you get here?" Snape asked this. He had still not lowered his wand in the slightest. The boy, now introduced as Yugi, scratched his head in thought.
"To be honest, I am not entirely certain how I came to be here." He watched Snape's actions warily. Snape sneered at him.
"Do you honestly expect us to believe that? How do you know then that you are in a different country?" Harry could see Yugi bristle, pulling himself up to his full height, which was not all that much.
"I am fairly certain Sir, that in Japan everyone can speak Japanese." Harry felt a flash of respect for this boy as Snape flushed red. Dumbledore frowned at Snape before addressing Yugi once more.
"So you have no idea where you are or how you got here?" A nod was his only reply. Dumbledore appeared to be thinking deeply.
"Very well. I think for now we should retire to my office while the rest of the school gets on with their feast." Yugi's brows shot up.
"This is a school?" Dumbledore nodded and indicated for Yugi to precede him down the hall and the short teen walked with a confidence many would envy. Harry watched as they left the great hall. Whispers broke out across the room as the doors closed behind them and everyone took their seats. Professor McGonagall called for quiet as she finished sorting the last of the first-years and they continued on with the banquet. Harry leaned forward so that he, Ron and Hermione could talk amongst themselves.
"Did you see that? What is this whole business about being the King of Games?" Harry smiled, realising that most wizarding families wouldn't know about muggle games and their champions. He left Hermione to do the explaining.
"Ron, he is the world's greatest gamer. There has never been a strategy game created that he has not been able to master." Harry could see the impact this had on Ron. He was burning with the urge to challenge Yugi to a game of Wizards Chess. Smiling inwardly, he let his thoughts drift to Yugi, wondering what was going to happen to him now...
AHP: Some might argue that this is not a nice place to leave off, but I think it'll do. As for Yugi's appearance...well that will be explained later. Please R&R! Constructive critism is always appreciated!