Hi guys :) I really appreciate the reviews. This chapter's mainly Yugioh in the beginning, to sort of counteract all the Harry Potter stuff coming up next chapter ( I think. Haven't written it yet.)
Also, if any Harry Potter stuff is off (characters, dialogue, description, etc.) just let me know- remember, I haven't read the entire Harry Potter series in a while, so some stuff will probably be off.
**As for that weird quote thing in this chapter, I didn't want to rewrite Harry Potter, so I just stuck it there so you knew what was going on at the time. It also doubles to show you how terrible my writing is compared to the real Harry Potter *sigh.* You may see it quite a bit later, or not at all.
Oh and I still don't have a beta nor do I plan to so please excuse any typos or an excess of commas.
Chapter Length: 1,926 (This is always approximate since I check this before finalizing it for some reason o.O)
Chapter One- Hello & Goodbye
Ms. Sasaki enjoyed teaching. Even when the whole class would whine and groan throughout the whole class, she still enjoyed it. Eventually, though, it became boring. She would ramble on about Pythagorean's theorem and the class would sleep and throw paper balls at each other. Occasionally something exciting would happen, like finding a student passing notes and forcing them to read it out to the class. It might have been cruel, but that was her primary form of entertainment then. Her class was much too old to ever think about speaking to her, and days would go by without even an ounce of excitement.
But then Seto Kaiba came. Now, Seto Kaiba never spoke to her, nor did he really pay attention in class (not that he need to- he already knew everything she taught), but he made things interesting none the less. When he argued with the other students, she didn't punish him not because he was rich and influential, but because he was entertaining. You could call her bias, because yes, yes she was, as Joey Wheeler often pointed out when he got detention instead of 'moneybags'.
So when she was told that her favorite student was transferring schools, she was understandably disappointed. No more arguing. No more correcting her when she got something wrong. No more entertainment.
Watching the students file in through the door, Ms. Sasaki sighed. She wondered if anyone would miss him. Seto was not exactly social, but in an incredible act of perseverance, Yugi Moto had created some sort of friendship between Seto and his group of friends.
Trying not to look too disappointed or stare at that empty seat, Ms. Sasaki notified the class, "Attention, class. One of our students, a Mr. 'Seto Kaiba' has transferred schools, so we won't be seeing him in class for the remainder of the year." She had expected some surprise, but had assumed that Yugi and his friends already knew of his transfer. Judging their expressions, she realized that she was wrong.
Filing into class, Joey yawned, glancing around the room. Yugi waved at him, smiling brightly as usual before looking around and frowning.
"What is it, Yug'?" the blond asked, sitting down next to Yugi.
"Kaiba's not here…" The tricolor haired teen notified him.
"Huh?" Joey said intelligently, looking at the spot Kaiba usually took up. "I guess you're right. Huh. Odd."
Joey wasn't that worried. Though it was rare, Kaiba was late every once in a while, not to mention he took days off for his company and everything. And even if Kaiba's absence was unexplained Joey wouldn't care. No sir, he didn't care about that rich, smug little-
"Attention, class," the teacher- whose name had slipped Joey's mind at the moment- called out, making sure everyone was silent.
"One of our students, a Mr. 'Seto Kaiba' has transferred schools, so we won't be seeing him in class for the remainder of the year."
Dead silence.
And then the whispers.
Yugi looked like someone had just killed his dog, and for a moment Joey wished Kaiba was here so that he could hit him. Yugi had worked hard convince Kaiba to be his sorta-friend, and now he was gone. Just left. Didn't tell any of them anything, he just left like that. Sure, they hadn't spoken that much in the past week, but before that they'd hung out a few times. Kaiba'd even invited them over once! To his house- or mansion. Whatever. That may not seem like much, but coming from the prince of ice himself he might as well have given them all friendship bracelets.
"I hope he's all right…" Joey heard Yugi whisper. He couldn't help but snort at that.
Apparently the snort was too loud, for Yugi continued, "I mean, he wouldn't just leave, would he? Without telling us? He chose this school because it was closest to Kaiba Corp, and that hasn't moved so there has to be a reason…"
Joey seriously doubted something had happened. Kaiba had obviously just gotten tired of them and instead of telling them, just transferred schools. It sounded like the sort of overly dramatic thing the CEO would do.
"Don' worry about moneybags, Yug'. He's not worth it."
For once, Yugi actually glared at him and Joey wondered if Kaiba was rubbing off a bit too much on his shorter friend.
Before he could retort, though, the teacher spoke up. "All right, enough now. I know we're all going to miss your fellow classmate but-" Joey found it amazing how honest she sounded "- we still have to continue with math. Feel free to talk during lunch."
Grumbling, the students quieted down and most promptly went to sleep, allowing the teacher to continue.
Absentmindedly, Joey thought he noticed the teacher sigh and look at Kaiba's old seat before continuing her lecture, but he probably imagined it
A few days previous in Kaiba Corp
"He's what?"
Dumbledore watched calmly as the boy in front of him glared.
"I'm very sorry, Seto, but we're doing th-"
"Don't call me that," the CEO quickly snapped. "And don't tell me you're doing all you can. Since he's not here right now, you're obviously not!"
The headmaster took it all in stride. He understood if the boy had to yell. Earlier, after quite a bit of explaining and demonstrations, he'd finally been able to convince the stubborn teenager of the wizarding world. After that he'd had to confront the problem that chances were if Tom Riddle had Mokuba, the poor boy probably wasn't in the best of conditions.
Understandably, it hadn't went well.
"I apologize, Mr. Kaiba, but we don't very well know where exactly Tom is, and, until we do, we can't attempt to rescue your brother."
"You talk about him like you know him," Seto noted suddenly, an accusatory glare finding Dumbledore.
"Tom was once my student," the headmaster told him, hoping to distract the boy from Mokuba.
A confused frown replaced the glare. "Was he your apprentice, or are you a teacher?"
"Neither," responded Dumbledore, glad to have the question. "I'm the headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."
"Are you now?" The sarcasm was quite noticable, but ignored none-the-less.
"Yes, and when you come with us while we search for your brother, that is where you'll be studying in the meantime."
There is was. The misstep on a field of thin ice. The creaking floorboard in a sleeping room. The sentence that could spell out the end and failure of the mission.
"In the meantime?In the meantime?!" Losing his calm demeanor, Seto stood to full height, glaring with all his fury at the older man.
Learning over the desk, dropped his voice to a whisper,"Don't misunderstand me, Dumbledore..." He spat the headmaster's name like a curse. "Just because I believe you does not mean I'll sit around while you 'search'. I don't care how many are dying from 'Tom'. I don't care if you want me to help you. All I care about is getting back my brother, and if for a moment- one little moment- I think that you're not searching to the best of your ability, I will not hesitate to change my mind. Is that clear?"
"Very, Mr. Kaiba."
"Lovely." The calm facade was back. "Now, why does 'Voldemort' want my brother in the first place?"
It just wasn't Dumbledore's day today, was it? He'd been avoiding this question.
"He doesn't want your brother, he wants you."
"""So, got there yet?' said George eagerly.
'The weapon Sirius mentioned?' said Harry.
'Let slip, more like,' said Fred with relish, now sitting next to Ron. 'We didn't hear about that on the old Extendables, did we?'
'What d'you reckon it is?' said Harry.
'Could be anything,' said Fred."""
-Harry Potter, Order of the Phoenix Chapter 6 **
Their discussion didn't last long before the ring of an innocent doorbell then caused a screeching to echo through the building-
"Stains of dishonor, filthy half-breeds, blood traitors, children of filth!"
The boys glanced at each other confusedly. Last time they checked, everyone that would be here was here already.
"Who d'you reckon it is?" queried Harry.
"'Dunno" replied Fred.
"But we'll be first to know," continued George.
And with a startling crack, the twins were gone.
"Don't wait up or anything..." grumbled Ron.
With out further stalling, the two boys quickly left the room, eager to find out who was here now, forgetting they were supposed to be asleep.
Before they could investigate further, Mrs. Weasley decided to intervene.
"And just where do you think you're going?"
Gulping slightly, Ron replied, "We were just going to see who was at the door..."
Unfortunately, she didn't seem too keen on that idea, quickly herding them back towards their room."There is no way I'm letting you go speak to that poor boy. I'm sure he's bothered enough, with your two brothers apparating like that... what were they thinking?"
"B-boy?" spluttered Ron.
"Who is it?" asked Harry.
"No one you need concern yourself with now. Dumbledore was just dropping him off here."
"Can I go see Dumbledore?" asked Harry hopefully.
"He's already left." Softening her voice as she saw his disappointed face, she added, "I'm sure you can speak to the boy tomorrow morning, but Dumbledore's quite busy right now."
"Now, off to bed with you-"
"Molly!" Sirius suddenly called up. "Go ahead and let the kids down. We have a special guest."
Grinning triumphantly at his mother, Ron turned and quickly slipped past her, Harry following.
"Who d'you reckon it is?" Ron asked for the second time that night.
"I've got no bloody idea," Harry replied honestly. "Maybe another student?"
Reaching the bottom floor, they were met with Fred and George, who each had matching grins.
Suspiciously, Ron and Harry stared at them.
"You'll never guess who it is," Fred notified them.
"Not in a million years," George said.
"Where is he?" asked Ron, knowing his brothers would never just outright tell him.
"I think George scared him into the kitchen," said Fred.
"No, it was obviously you who scared him."
"C'mon Harry," Ron said, rolling his eyes as he passed the twins and entered the kitchen.
Inside were most of the members of the Order of the Phoenix as well as a man they didn't recognize.
The man wore a black turtle neck and matching pants. The oddest thing about him was his trench coat, that seemed to somehow levitate slightly. Hermione would probably know what spell it was. The man had brown hair and piercing blue eyes, his most notable feature being his height.
"No way..." Ron mumbled, obviously recognizing the man.
Dimly in the back of his mind, Harry thought he'd seen him somewhere, but he couldn't remember where. It bothered him more than it should have.
So immersed in trying to recognize the man, he hadn't noticed the expressions of anyone in the room. The unknown man's eyes were narrowed slightly glaring at everyone in a defensive manner; Lupin and Sirius looked more interested than put off; Mad Eye Moody was glaring right back at the man; Mr. Weasley's expression was of a barely contained mix of interest and excitement.
Ron was oblivious to any tension in the room, turning to Harry and grinning with a starstruck face Harry recognized from when Ron first realized he was Harry Potter . "Do you know who that is?"
"No...?" Harry supplied, selfishly glad that for once he wasn't the so-called celebrity.
"It's Seto Kaiba! The Seto Kaiba!"
Heya guys. Halfway through writing this I got a review on one of my other stories mentioning that the person posting the review had read my story on deviantArt, even though I'd never posted it on there nor given permission to. I'm not sure what's going on with it, or even that my story has been stolen, but know that if you see one of my stories not on this account right here, tell me because I didn't put it there.
On a lighter note, how to you think Seto plays into the whole prophecy and weapon thing? Remember, I'm changing more plot points than I mentioned in the first chapter so that Seto actually ties into the Harry Potter instead of just being there.
Also, sorry if this chapter feels a bit rushed- I was getting bored with it and wanted to write the next chapter more.
Oh, and to Star of Roselight, thanks for reading and reviewing even though you haven't watched Yugioh :) If something Yugioh-related is confusing in the story, just let me know and I'll see if I can explain. And if you do watch Yugioh, remember there's about 300 episodes or something crazy like that, so if Seto here seems out of character for episode 1 Seto that's probably why. Unless of course I was right in my assumption that I was doomed to failure when it came to writing Yugioh fan-fiction. xD