Aniyu: And here's chapter two!
Remus: Already? But you just posted chapter one!
Anayi: She's been on a Harry Potter high since the Order of the Phoenix movie started in theatres. Not to mention she's already read the final book. I'm betting she'll have three chapters up by the end of the month.
Sirius: …I'm not dumb enough to take that bet…
Aniyu: Harry and our mystery person will be entering the story with Hagrid this chapter! Bet most people have already correctly guessed who it is.
Sirius: …I'm not taking that bet either…Are you going to announce the pairings this chapter?
Anayi: That's next chapter, dog-breath.
Sirius: (growl)
Aniyu: (sigh) I don't own Harry Potter, Yu-Gi-Oh! GX, or Yu-Gi-Oh!. Wish I did, but I don't. There's one guaranteed OC in this fic, and I own that. You'll understand why he's there soon. Now on to the chapter!
Year One: A New Start
Chapter Two
"Mr. Bakura! Mr. Ishtar! You're going to be late for breakfast!"
"WHAT?!"
Tom chuckled as he heard the two boys fall out of bed in their haste to get dressed. The other seven boys had been up early to watch him open the pub and ask questions about the wizarding world. That left Ryou and Marik as the last ones up.
Down below, the others laughed as they hear their two friends rushing to get dressed. "Are they always like that?" Syrus asked Yugi.
"Marik, yes. Ryou, no," Yugi replied between chuckles.
It was about ten minutes later that the two boys joined the others. Marik's hair was still a mess, and Ryou had both his shirt and sweater on backwards. Ryou manage to straighten himself out before breakfast was served. Marik simply pouted.
"I need more than ten minutes to get ready in the morning."
The others chuckled as they all dug into breakfast. About fifteen minutes later, Tom opened the door to the alley and nine owls flew in, each landing on one of the boys' chairs. At their surprised looks, Tom explained.
"That's how mail gets around in the wizarding world, by owl. I expect they have your Hogwarts letters."
That was enough to snap them out of their stupor; the boys gently removed the letters from the owls, offered them a bit of bacon or toast, and watched as they flew back out the door.
"Woah! Look at the addresses on these-don!" Hassleberry exclaimed. All them looked at theirs and each other's envelopes in surprise. Each one was addressed the same, but with a different name.
Mr. Johan Anderson
Two Tables from the Alley Door
The Leaky Cauldron
London
They turned to a chuckling Tom. "Fascinating, isn't it? No one really knows who or what addresses the letters, but it's always right on the mark. Your letters and supply lists will be the same too."
Sure enough, the letters were all the same. Beneath the school name and Dumbledore's titles was the following, just with different names:
Dear Mr. Ishtar,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.
Term begins on September 1st. We await your owl by no later than July 31st
Yours sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall,
Deputy Headmistress
The boys then pulled out their train tickets and supply lists, seeing that they were the same as well. They skipped over the uniform part, as Madame Malkin had taken care of that for them. After reading over the list, the boys looked up at each other and said one word.
"Woah…"
Tom returned to the bar, chuckling at the boys' awed expressions.
Jaden asked, "Hey, what animal do you guys plan to get?"
Jim replied instantly, "Dumbledore said it's all right if I bring Shirley; she's enough for me." The others agreed with him; she was a handful as is.
Johan, Ryou, and Jaden all said, "I'll get a cat." They chuckled at each other for being simultaneous.
"I'll decide after if seen the shop-saurus," Hassleberry said as he shrugged, Yugi nodded in agreement. Seto, Marik, and Syrus all wanted an owl.
"Let's keep in mind that we can't go shopping until Hagrid gets here," Seto reminded them all.
(Two Days Later)
With some help from Tom, the boys had gotten to explore Diagon Alley and the area of London the Leaky Cauldron was in. They still weren't quite use to certain aspects of the wizarding world, but they were comfortable with the start of their adventure.
"Ah, Hagrid! The other boys Albus fetched are in the backroom," the boys heard Tom say while they were waiting for lunch.
Seconds later, a rather large man entered the room, followed by a small black-haired boy and a slightly bigger blonde boy. Hagrid greeted the nine boys with a wide smile and shook all of their hands.
" 'Ello there! I'm Rubeus Hagrid, Keeper of Keys and Grounds at Hogwarts. Now, I know your names, but I need faces ter go with 'em. How 'bout some introductions?"
Once everyone was seated, Syrus started off. "My name's Syrus Truesdale. Nice to meet you!" And so it went around the room until it got to the blonde boy.
His build and facial features screamed aristocrat: lean with an elf-like face and pale skin. His white-blonde hair slanted from his chin to the base of his neck, with his bangs falling almost to his collar. His silver eyes were slightly narrowed but held a kind look, and they spoke of recent hardship.
"My name is Draco; my surname use to be Malfoy, but I found out a lot of family secrets that disgusted me and put me in danger. Dumbledore's taken me into his protection, so I discarded my surname."
Everyone nodded in understanding, not pushing him for details. Last was the other boy, who could only be Harry Potter, and he seemed a little nervous to speak. Draco gave him an encouraging smile and he introduced himself.
"My name is Harry Potter, glad to meet all of you."
Harry was rather petite, looking as feminine as Yugi did. His facial features were elf-like, but seemed much softer than Draco's, and his skin held the barest hint of a tan. His hair, which looked like powdered hematite in the dim lighting, fell just past his shoulders looking like a controlled mass of spikes. Behind rounded glasses, his emerald eyes shined out, wide with curiosity and acceptance. Upon his forehead, hidden behind his bangs, was the lightning bolt scar Dumbledore had told them about, and they made sure not to stare.
Tom came in with lunch at that moment, Dumbledore right behind him. The headmaster of Hogwarts sat between Hagrid and Johan, smiling at the greetings they voiced. Tom left and Dumbledore finally spoke.
"I see the nine of you have started to grow accustomed to our world. Draco and Hagrid have been explaining things to Harry as well. Most excellent. Yugi, do you have the other two Items?"
Yugi nodded and pulled them out of the pack he carried with him, setting the Millennium Necklace and the Millennium Key on the table. Dumbledore turned to Harry and Draco to explain.
"These two Millennium Items are part of a set of seven, which have been seeking their guardians. Due to a prophecy that I cannot disclose to anyone at this time, I believe you two are destined for these Items. Draco, hold your hand over each Item. If one glows, pick it up."
Draco did as he was told, and the Necklace immediately started glowing. He picked it up, but it would not stop glowing. Marik answered his confused look.
"Put it around your neck so it can recognize you as its Holder."
With a slight look of apprehension, Draco put it on and it stopped glowing. He pulled his turtleneck up a little to hide the Item from view. Harry then did as Draco, and held his hand over the Key, which glowed and nearly jumped into his hand. He picked it up and Ryou handed him a white leather cord.
"Hang it around your neck like a pendant, it's easier to hold on to it that way." Harry agreed as Draco helped tie the cord.
Dumbledore nodded, satisfied. "Now then, Hagrid will be taking you to Gringotts today. You have a month until you need to be at King's Cross Station; just remember to get your supplies and continue to familiarize yourselves with our world. After today, Hagrid will leave and come back to escort you to the station. I shall next see you at Hogwarts, so good day to you all."
The group told him goodbye and finished lunch before following Hagrid out into the alley behind the Leaky Cauldron. Hagrid showed Harry how to get into Diagon Alley, before leading them all up to Gringotts. At the doors, Hagrid took care to point out the warning engraved in the marble.
Enter, stranger, but take heed
Of what awaits the sin of greed,
For those who take, but do not earn,
Must pay most dearly in their turn.
So if you seek beneath our floors
A treasure that was never yours,
Thief, you have been warned, beware
Of finding more than treasure there.
"Yeh'd be mad ter try an' steal from 'ere."
Marik whispered to Ryou, "Well, Bakura was as mad as they came." Ryou chuckled in response, knowing Bakura would have grumbled at the warning.
The group entered the building and everyone but Draco and Hagrid started gawking. Creatures that looked like something out of a monster card were weighing precious gems, counting out money, and putting values to different ores. Hagrid muttered an explanation.
"Gringotts is run by goblins, so whatever you do, don't be rude. Oh, let's get all of you your keys…"
Hagrid dug through his many pockets, hand each of them different keys with their names engraved on them. The group approached an open goblin and Hagrid greeted him.
"Morning, this lot need ter make withdraws and I have a letter from Headmaster Dumbledore about You-Know-What in vault seven hundred and thirteen."
The goblin thoroughly examined the letter, then had each boy hold up their key for inspection. After a moment, the goblin nodded. "Very well. You'll need to divide into two groups, I'll have someone take you down. Griphook! Gamgee!"
Hagrid, Harry, Draco, and Hassleberry went with Griphook while the others went with Gamgee. Later discussions proved that Gamgee was the better choice. Harry's vault was first, #687, then Hassleberry's at #709. Then they went to vault seven hundred and thirteen, where Hagrid picked up a grubby-looking package.
"What's that, Hagrid?" Harry asked in curiosity. "Can't tell yeh boys that, it's Hogwarts business."
After that they went to Draco's personal vault, #498. "Thankfully, my relatives can't touch it," Draco said with a rueful smile.
Once back on the surface, they had to wait a few minutes for the other group as they had more vaults to go to. The others arrived with Marik and Jim having exhilarated looks while the others were shaking their heads at them. In short, those two had fun and the others thought they were mental.
Hagrid took Harry and Draco to Madame Malkin to be fitted for robes and small wardrobes, while the others went and bought their books. The group met at the ice cream shop once Harry and Draco had their robes and books. The boys decided they would divide up what they bought over a few days. The next day they would get their cauldrons, phials, telescopes, and scales. The day after that, they'd get wands and pets.
That evening, after dinner, the boys said goodbye to Hagrid before going upstairs. The room order was now as follows from the stairs back: Harry and Draco, Yugi and Seto, Jaden and Johan, Jim and Shirley, Marik and Ryou, Syrus and Hassleberry. It was this night that they learned that objects were different in the wizarding world too(1).
"AAAHHH!!!"
All the boys poked their heads out to look at Jaden and Johan's room. Jaden came hurdling out of the room to sit against the wall opposite the door. Johan followed with a worried look.
Yugi went over to them. "What happened?" "My bed talked. It said 'Getting ready for school, eh?' when I set my books on it!"
Johan nodded. "I heard it too. Never did that before…"
Draco chuckled. "I guess Dumbledore forgot to tell you. Objects in the wizarding world can move and talk if they're charmed to. Mirrors and beds usually have some sort of charm on them."
Jaden paled. "I'm not so sure I like the idea of a bed talking to me while I'm laying on it."
The blonde shrugged. "It's not so bad, as long as you don't get the lewd ones that make comments when two or three people sit on them."
That made them all start chuckling, though a few people had blushes staining their cheeks. Everyone returned to their rooms, bidding each other goodnight.
(Harry and Draco's room)
Harry had changed into his new pale mint green pajamas and was wrestling with his hair. As usual, it refused to do his bidding; while it looked nice normally, Harry didn't want it turning into a massive knot.
"You're fighting a loosing battle." Harry jumped when he heard that, realizing that both Draco and another voice had spoken.
"Draco, who--" "The mirror said it at the same time I did," Draco explained with a smile.
Harry sighed in relief before turning to pout at Draco. "Could you give me a hand with this? If I braid it, it won't turn into a tangled mass in the morning." Harry pointed at his damp hair for emphasis.
A chuckle escaped Draco as he stood from his bed and moved behind Harry. Within seconds, Draco had smoothly and efficiently braided the hematite locks. Harry pouted again.
"That's sad, my hair obeys you but refuses to listen to me."
Draco shrugged. "I've had lots of practice. My younger twin brother, Carrion, had hair down to his knees. Mother always made me take care of it because the idiot couldn't."
Harry had a guilty look on his face. "Sorry. I didn't mean to remind you of them."
The blonde put an arm around Harry's shoulders. "Don't worry about it, I'm just glad to be away from them. Now, off to bed."
The dark-haired boy chuckled before doing as told. Draco was the one to turn out the lights.
(Yugi and Seto)
"Seto-kun…I think the bathroom mirror's a pervert."
The CEO looked up at Yugi, startled at this. Yugi was in rose red pajamas, his hair still wet, with a concerned expression on his face. At Seto's expression, Yugi elaborated.
"When I was getting in the shower, the mirror said I was cuter than the last guy that stayed in here."
Seto didn't say a word; he put his copy of Magical Theory down, gently moved Yugi out of the way, and went into the bathroom, closing the door behind him. Several minutes later, Seto emerged with a satisfied smirk and Yugi could have swore he heard the mirror whimpering in fear.
"Time for bed, Yugi-chan."
Yugi nodded, almost wishing he knew what his friend had said to the mirror. Almost.
(Johan and Jaden)
After the 'bed incident', Jaden was wary of being near his bed. Johan kept chuckling at him every once in a while, as Jaden kept trying to find excuses not to sit on his bed.
So far, Jaden had gotten changed, paced in front of the mirror, and read through Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them. Now he was in the shower, and Johan was stacking up the boy's books a top one of the two trunks Dumbledore had left for them.
"You know, Jay, you have to go to bed sometime."
Jaden stopped in the doorway of the bathroom, pouting at Johan while buttoning up his honey-colored pajama top. "Sorry, but I can't get Dray's comment about lewd beds out of my head. Quite frankly, I don't want my bed commenting about me when I'm trying to sleep."
Winged Kuriboh, who was sitting on aforementioned bed with Ruby, seemed to laugh at his master.
Johan chuckled as Jaden pouted some more. "C'mere Jay."
Suspicion in his eyes, Jaden walked over to Johan, who was on his own bed. Before he knew what was happening, Jaden found himself laying on the bed. Johan turned out the lights before wrapping Jaden in his arms. Neither could see how much the other was blushing at the contact.
"Go to sleep, Jay."
"…Fine…'Night Johan." "Goodnight Jaden."
All was quiet and peaceful, and just when they were on the edge of sleep…
"I'm guessing I'm not getting a show tonight?"
"AAAHHHH!!! The bed's a perv!!" Both boys slept on the floor for the night.
(Jim)
"Guess we got lucky, Shirley. The bed and mirrors haven't said anything nasty yet."
Shirley seemed to growl in agreement, her gator grin widening. Jim didn't hear the bed whimper in fear.
(Marik and Ryou)
"Goodnight, Marik." "…ZZZzzzzz…"
Ryou sighed. 'Well, at least he might wake up on time tomorrow.'
(Syrus and Hassleberry)
"Sy! Open up-saurus! You've been in there an hour already-don!"
Hassleberry was pounding feebly on the bathroom door. Need I say more?
(Hours Later)
(Harry and Draco)
"Please, no! Not Harry…Not Harry!!" "Stand aside…stand aside, you silly girl."
"No please…Take me instead! Don't take my son…"
The figures of a woman and something else were so blurred, surrounded in white mist. He couldn't see them, and their voices were a little distorted…But he had no doubt that was the voice of his mother.
"I will have the child…Now move!"
"Please…have mercy! Have mercy!!"
The thing's voice had the undertone of a hissing snake, making the hair on the back of his neck stand up. He wanted to call out, save his mom, but instead he saw a searing acid green light. His mom screamed and crumpled and a high pitched laugh rang in his head.
"Harry! Harry, wake up!"
Harry's eyes snapped open, and though his sight was slightly blurry without his glasses, he could tell it was Draco sitting beside his with a calming hand on his cheek. Draco helped him sit up and passed him his glasses.
"Are you all right, Harry?"
"It's blurred and a little distorted…But it's definitely that night…"
At Draco's confused look, Harry rephrased his words. "It's been getting clearer over the years…but many nights, I see Vol-- You-Know-Who killing my mum."
Silver eyes widened, then softened with understanding. The slightly older boy wrapped Harry in a close hug.
"He can't harm you, Harry. He died that night, so he can't come back."
"I hope that's true, Draco. I hope Mum and Dad can rest peacefully."
Draco held him a little tighter. 'They can, Harry. Neither Voldemort, nor the Death Eaters will hurt you without feeling my wrath.'
(Johan and Jaden)
"No! Give him back to me!!" "You're in no position to be making demands, dear sister."
Four figures, very blurred, were standing near each other. A woman, frantic, is struggling against a man and a woman while another man paces languidly in front of them. He wants to help, but he can't move, can't speak.
"He'll grow up to be a threat, in your care. But in another's…not only will he be out of my way, but Yubel will have the perfect toy he wanted."
"No! You can't, you can't let that thing have him!! Not my baby!" "Don't speak to the Dark Lord that way, bitch!"
Worry flowed through him as he made out the other woman striking the prisoner.
"You shouldn't have left. Then you wouldn't have this problem. You no longer have a child." "No! JADEN!!"
There's a flash of acid green light and two sets of laughter, drowned out by a third, high pitch laugh.
"Jay, wake up!"
Jaden awoke to see Johan's worried aqua eyes. Both boys sat up, the smaller being supported by the larger. "What happened, Jaden?"
The brunette related what he could of the dream, tears in his eyes. "It doesn't make sense, Johan! You've met my mom, she cares nothing for me…she'd never fight someone for my sake…"
"Is it possible Yubel's putting dreams in your head?"
A mixture of pain and horror appeared on Jaden's face. "I don't think so…H-He can't be back…"
Johan held Jaden as close as possible without hurting him. "It's going to be all right, Jaden. You're right, it can't be Yubel, but it might be that other guy, the one who was pacing."
"Anything…w-would be better…than Y-Yubel…"
The blunette comforted Jaden until he fell back asleep. Johan then laid down with Jaden, his arms wrapped protectively around the smaller duelist.
'Yubel's not getting a hold of you again…I promise…'(Two Days Later)
Neither Harry nor Jaden spoke of their dreams to anyone else, nor did Johan and Draco betray their trust. Though it was a little embarrassing to be caught sleeping with your arms around your roommate, twice. Marik and Jim were nearly unbearable with their questions. Draco had nearly strangled both of them, and Johan had threatened to prank them into silence.
Needless to say they shut up by breakfast.
Thankfully, all of them were excited today. They were going to get their wands and pets today, so they sped through breakfast.
"What kind of pet are you getting, Harry and Draco?" Hassleberry asked.
Draco shrugged. "I might get an owl, but it depends. Sometimes a different animal will be attracted to a person, and they become a person's familiar. The school makes exceptions when it comes to those."
"I'd really like an owl, or just anything that flies," Harry stated.
Seto and Syrus nodded in agreement. "Same."
Once they were through with breakfast, they left for Diagon Alley, waving to Tom as they passed him. By this point, they were pretty well known by several shopkeepers, so they were greeted several times on the street.
Yugi asked, "So, what first? Wands or pets?"
"Wands. To my understanding, it can take a long time to choose a wand," Draco replied.
Agreeing with looks of excitement, the group hurried to the only wand shop they knew of, Ollivander. They had never been in the shop, so they were a little surprised when they opened the door to find it was like a library. Stacks and shelves of wands everywhere.
They didn't get the chance to step in, as a spell shot toward them. The group ducked as a whole, so it missed. Deciding to wait until the person inside was done, the boys stood next to the door. Almost immediately, three boys emerged and Draco gave an almost inaudible groan of dislike.
The middle boy, who seemed the ringleader, was Harry's height with shin-length dirty-blonde hair and aristocratic features. His eyes were a dark blue, almost black color, and held haughtiness in droves. The other two were definitely lackeys; large gorilla-like boys with short hair and a certain dimness in their features. One was more square in build, the other round.
"Well, well, if it isn't my dearly disowned twin. How as poverty been suiting you, Draco?"
Draco's eyes were steely as he replied, "Far better than your life was treating me, Carrion. Now if you'll excuse us, we have wands to get."
Carrion's eyes traveled over each boy, mentally gauging their status. When his eyes saw Harry's scar, a smile curled on his face. "So it is true. The famous Harry Potter has returned to his proper world. My associated are Crabbe and Goyle, and I'm Carrion Malfoy. I believe I can help you get rid of these commoners and reintroduce you to the right people."
Harry eyed Carrion's out-stretched hand with dislike. "I think I can take care of myself, thanks. And to be quite frank, I can see three of the wrong sort of people right in front of me."
Anger boiled in Carrion's eyes and the other two cracked their knuckles threateningly. But the three simply left the shop, glaring at the boys as they went. Draco muttered under his breath as the eleven boys entered the shop.
"Stupid prat…"
"Don't worry about him, Draco. People like that just aren't worth anybody's time," Harry whispered soothingly. That got a smile out of the blonde.
Inside the shop, they saw no shopkeeper. So, Marik happily went to the desk and rung the little bell. Ollivander appeared within seconds, and he smiled mysteriously.
"I wondered when I'd be meeting all of you." Ollivander climbed down from the moving ladder he was on and approached the boys. "Now, which of you is not in possession of a Millennium Item? Stay calm, Mr. Mouto, Dumbledore informed me of the circumstances."
Yugi blushed as he shut his mouth. Syrus, Jim, Hassleberry, and Ryou all raised their hands in response to Ollivander's question. The wizard motioned Syrus forward first and asked for his wand arm.
"Erm…I'm left-handed if that's what you mean."
Ollivander set a measuring tape to get his measurements while he looked at the shelves. "Yes, I remember your grandmother and aunt coming here to purchase their first wands."
"Huh?" This was news to Syrus, and everyone else blinked in confusion.
A chuckle came from Ollivander. "Oh yes, each of you have relatives that were witches or wizards. Not all people who came from your worlds, came because of a prophecy. Many times, people will just happen to cross into our world. The Ministry checks them for magical ability, then help them get ready for school while making sure they can get between the two worlds safely."
A sneeze interrupted him, and Syrus blushed. "Sorry. It was measuring my nose."
Ollivander waved it off. "It tends to do that. Anyway, your grandmother had stumbled into our world and had magical ability. She had children with a wizard, but returned to the other world to raise them. Her son, your father, was a Squib while your Aunt Lenore was a witch. Your family has been tested for magical abilities since your grandmother."
The group blinked in surprise while Syrus let out an 'oh' of understanding. "Granny Wren always seemed different to me…Guess I know why now."
"Here we are, try this wand. Sandalwood and dragon heartstring, nine-and-a-quarter inches. Give it wave if you would."
Obviously feeling ridiculous, Syrus gave the wand a quick flick and shattered the store window. Ollivander put that one away and pulled out another. "Your grandmother has a Sandalwood wand with a unicorn hair, while your aunt had a pine wand with a dragon heartstring. Let's see, try this; it's a rather odd combination: cherry wood and the hair of a Demiguise, ten inches."
Warmth spread through Syrus like lightning when he took hold of this wand. He gave it a wave, causing gold and black sparks to come out of it. He took Ollivander's smile to mean he found his wand. Ryou went next, holding out his left arm as well.
"Ah, yes, your mother and uncle were fine wizarding folk. Your mother, Binara, had a papyrus wand with a rare, silver phoenix feather core. Your uncle has a maple wand with a dragon heartstring core. So, let's try this: maple wood and phoenix feather, ten-and-a-half inches."
Surprisingly, Ryou produced a shower of gold and black stars with the wand, and Ollivander chuckled.
"It's been quite some time since I was right on the first try. Alright, who is next?"
Jim went next, holding out his right arm for measurement. "Now, your father and grandfather were rather eccentric wizards, and their wands were anything but that. Your father had a blackthorn wand with a dragon heartstring, and your grandfather had a cottonwood wand with a phoenix feather. You seem far more down-to-earth than them…So let's try this: redwood and unicorn hair, eight inches."
They knew it was wrong when the desk caught fire. Jim went through eight wands before Ollivander went near the back of the shop, and returned with another wand.
"Well, let's try an odd combination then: ebony wood and Kneazle tail hair, seven inches."
Jim produced blue and bronze sparks with this wand. "Um, sir? This may seem like a dumb question, but what is a Kneazle?"
A chuckle came from the old man. "How about I show you? Arian!"
From the back of the store, a cat-like creature came and leaped onto the desk. Its silver fur was speckled with black, but overall it looked a lot like Johan's Ruby. "To be honest, Arian provided the hair for your wand."
Arian stayed long enough to be petted by each person before returning to the back. Hassleberry went next, holding up his right arm. "Hm, your grandmother had a peculiar wand: Ash wood and two unicorn hairs. Let me see…"
Hassleberry went through eleven wands before Ollivander brought one from the back again. "All right, we'll try this: elm wood and the heartstring of a Ukrainian Ironbelly dragon, quite rare really, twelve inches."
Gold and black bubbles streamed out of this wand, popping into showers of sparks. Hassleberry sat beside Syrus, glad to be done. "Why's my core rare-saurus?"
"Most dragon heartstrings come from Common Welsh Green dragons, and Swedish Short-Snout dragons. To get a heartstring from another breed of dragon is very rare because they must be given by the dragon, and the other breeds are not too kind to humans."
Ollivander then turned to the remaining seven. "Now, how many of you have shared your body with a spirit due to your Item?" Yugi and Seto raised their hands, while Marik spoke.
"Um, I was possessed, but the spirit didn't come from a Millennium Item."
"I see, let's start with you then. Several of your ancestors were magically inclined; your mother was the most recent. She had a papyrus wand with a dragon heartstring. Wand arm please."
Marik held up his left arm to be measured while Ollivander searched the shelves. The Egyptian took the longest so far, going through seventeen wands. "Ah, I thought you would be a tricky one. Not to worry though. Try this one: willow wood and the hair of a sphinx, eleven-and-a-third inches."
Blue and bronze sparks burst into fireworks patterns when Marik waved the wand, getting an applause from his friends. Ollivander then turned to Yugi and Seto. "One of you two next, please."
Yugi stepped forward shyly and extended his right arm. "Ah, yes. Your grandfather and mother both came here, while your father was born in this world; and the spirit of Pharaoh Atemu watches over you, quite remarkable. Your grandfather had an aspen wood wand with the feather of an Augurey, while your mother sported a cedar wand with a unicorn hair. Your father had a redwood wand with a phoenix feather, making for quite a mix in your family."
A chuckle escaped Yugi at that. "Well, Grandpa always said we were a strange family." Yugi went through ten wands, before Ollivander went to the back again.
"This is a rather odd wand: rosewood and the feather of a Hippogriff, a rather thin wand encased in hazel wood, eleven inches."
A star shower of red and gold escaped the wand when Yugi waved it. "Why were two woods used for this wand?" "A few wands will have two woods to control and enhance the properties of the core. It's actually more common than expected, but those wands are very picky. You see, the wand chooses the wizard, and these wands are rarely used due to their selective tendencies."
Seto was next, holding up his right arm as well. "Ah, both of your parents were fine wizarding folk. Your mother favored an apple wood wand with a phoenix feather, and your father had an oak wand with, surprisingly enough, three dragon heartstrings. Odd, but a very good wand. I believe the Egyptian High Priest Seth watches you, correct?"
The brunette nodded, and the process started. However, Seto only went through three wands. "Here we are: walnut wood and the hair of a centaur, encased in mahogany, thirteen inches."
Blue and bronze sparks streamed from this wand, and Seto nodded in satisfaction. Now Ollivander turned to the last four boys. "Because an individual spirit has not been released from your Items, it is possible there may still be one inside and must take that into account. Who would like to go next?"
Harry stepped forward and Ollivander smiled a bit sadly. "Ah, Mr. Potter, I remember selling your parents' wands. Your mother had a willow wand with a unicorn hair, and your father carried a mahogany wand with a phoenix feather. Unfortunately, I'm also the one who sold the wand that gave you that scar. You-Know-Who's wand was yew wood with a phoenix feather core…"
The wands Harry used kept breaking things until Ollivander picked one, with a look of curiosity. Of course, this was after Harry had gone through twenty wands. "I wonder…holly and phoenix feather, eleven inches."
Streams of red and gold sparks flew out of the wand when Harry used it, and Ollivander spoke. "Very curious…It is strange that you are destined for this wand. Phoenixes have never been known to give more than one feather for wand making, but the phoenix that gave your feather gave one other. That other feather…resides in the wand that gave you that scar."
Harry's eyes widened in surprise and he gazed at his wand in contemplation as he sat beside Yugi. With a worried look at Harry, Draco stepped up next with his right arm out.
"Ah, Draco, I was pleasantly surprised to hear of your leaving the Malfoy family. Pardon my saying so, but I do think you did the right thing."
"As do I, sir," Draco replied cordially.
Draco went through as many wands as Harry did before Ollivander pulled one from the back. "Here we are: hawthorn wood and unicorn hair, ten inches." Gold and red sparks in the shape of birds flew from his wand, getting smiles out of his friends. "Interesting. I do believe your Aunt Andromeda has a hawthorn wand as well."
The blonde nodded before sitting next to Harry. Johan stepped up next, his right arm extended.
"I'm quite surprised that your mother never mentioned this world to you, Mr. Anderson. She had quite the knack for healing spells with her wand: chestnut wood and phoenix feather. So, let's start with this: birch wood and phoenix feather, nine inches."
That wand sent a small tremor through the shop. Finally, twelve wands later, Ollivander pulled another wand from the back. "Tricky customers today. Try this: rowan wood and the heartstring of a Fire Crab, thirteen inches."
Red and gold sparks shot out of the wand with fireworks effects, making everyone clap with excitement. And lastly, Jaden stepped up with his right arm extended.
"Ah, Mr. Yuki, your parents were quite a pair, as are your aunt and uncle--"
The confusion on Jaden's face gave Ollivander pause. "Sir, what do you mean by were? My parents are still alive, but my Aunt Jasmine and Uncle Leon died when I was a baby."
Ollivander blinked before a very concerned look came on his face. "My dear boy, I myself and Dumbledore were present for your birth. Jasmine and Leon were your parents, and they were killed by You-Know-Who on your first birthday. You've lived with your Aunt Marie and Uncle Nathaniel all your life."
When the color drained out of Jaden's face, Ollivander spoke. "I'll inform Dumbledore about this later, perhaps he can explain. Your mother had a hazel wand with dragon heartstring, while your father had an elm wand with a raven feather. You aunt has a birch wand with a unicorn hair and your uncle has a hickory wand with phoenix feather."
Jaden went through about ten wands in a daze, lost in thought. "Wait, may I try something, sir?"
Ollivander paused before nodding. Jaden, feeling drawn to it, walked to one of the shelves and pulled out one wand. He handed it to Ollivander, "I'm not sure why, but I feel like that one was calling me."
"Let's see, this is one of the older wands: evergreen wood and the feather of a Granian –a type of winged horse, twelve-and-a-half inches."
Gold and red sparks came from the wand, causing Ollivander to chuckle. "Your mother did the same thing, sought out the wand on her own. All right then, each wand is eight Galleons."
Once the wands were paid for, the group left the shop. Harry and Johan both asked Jaden if he was all right.
"I'll be okay. But I don't know what hurts more: the fact that my relatives lied to me and I believed them, or the fact that I've never known my real parents."
TBC…
Aniyu: That has got to be the longest chapter I've ever written.
Sirius: (nodding) Yeah…and I think I know who you're pairing up. (scowls)
Anayi: Don't start that again.
Remus: (sigh) Do they ever stop?
Aniyu: Of course we do! R&R please!
Why did the objects not do anything for so long? No idea. I just felt like having them wait.
I used the Fantastic Beasts book like crazy in this chapter, so don't ask about the wand cores.
I have not seen all the Yu-Gi-Oh! GX episodes, so please don't get mad if I screw something up.
