A/N: This isn't a very long chapter, but I wanted to put something up before I began studying for finals and ignoring everything else. Please enjoy :3

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot *cries in corner for not being able to own Ryou*

The figure moved through the trees stealthily, shrouded by the shadows. His movements were deliberate, stepping in the right spots to avoid any light. To the normal onlooker, it would appear as if he were dancing in the night, that is, if he were spotted. But no, as the Thief King he knew how to blend into the surroundings while moving.

He paused at the edge of a clearing where a lone house stood. There were no lights turned on, a positive sign for the one planning to enter. The figure stepped closer to survey the levels of security. There were a few protective spells and wards, but his shadow magic could bypass it if Bakura concentrated. He let his body become enveloped in shadows with every step he took towards the back of the house. The thief didn't even have to pause in his steps to pick the door, but was able to unlock it in one swift movement.

Inside the lovely adorned house, Bakura let the shadows drop as he went into the hallway from the kitchen he had entered through. Taking out the black wand he had been carrying, he now held it in front of him. "Lumos." The wand tip exploded in a puff of smoke before turning into the soft light. Bakura cursed and decided to grab what he came for and leave before the wand acted up again.

As quietly as he could, he sneaked upstairs to where he imagined all of the books were kept. If he remembered the dead man's information correctly, the book he was looking for would be hidden in a chest hiding behind a book case. Well, that would take a while considering the room Bakura had just walked into was filled with shelves upon shelves of books. He growled in annoyance and began his search the easy way. Dark streaks slithered across the floor to investigate every opening, including the tiny cracks on the wall.

Eventually, Bakura found it. He moved to the corner of the room and shoved the book case away. Reaching behind it, he felt what he was looking for and dragged it out by the handle. It was a very thin, suitcase sort of thing. Bakura fingered all around it and laughed when there was not a spell or lock protecting it. He probably never thought that anyone would make it this far.

Opening it, he rummaged through the ten or so books until he found the one he was looking for, Death and Rebirth. He slipped it into his coat just as the door behind him slammed shut. "Shit!" He muttered. There must have been some sort of defense he had overlooked. Thinking quickly, he grabbed another book and hurled it at a window, shattering the glass. He ran and leaped out, hearing the feint sound of a door being torn open.

"And now, for my great escape." Bakura smirked and took off full speed into the forest. Normally, he wouldn't have celebrated until after he was safe and away from any potential threat, but the feel of the thick pages against his chest was too much. In his mind, he was already triumphant. It was because of that thinking that he failed to avoid the spell that hit him square on the back.

"LOCOMOTOR MORTIS!" Cried a voice from the room Bakura had just jumped from.

The thief fell forward on his face as soon as his legs were locked together. His wand had flown from his hand a few feet away. Already, he heard footsteps approaching quickly, the footsteps of a wizard. He couldn't let himself be discovered by these humans, not after he learned from his former body what they thought of those of darkness and having an army of magical people after him was not what he wanted at the moment.

He saw only one way out at the moment, so Bakura shoved Ryou back in control. Act like your stupid self and tell him nothing. He barked at Ryou.

The boy blinked and looked around wildly. He tried standing up but for some reason, his legs stayed stuck together. "Turn around." A voice from behind him ordered.

Panicked, Ryou sat up and stared at the strange person pointing a stick similar to the one he'd seen Bakura with. "What...who...?" Nothing made sense anymore, not with the spirit back. He glanced at his legs to see nothing holding them together. Using his hands, he tried prying them apart but to no avail. What has the spirit done now?

"Who are you."

Ryou flinched at how icy cold the man's words were. The voice matched the dark eyes perfectly, part of them blocked by the long black hair the he pulled back with his hand. Was he going to hurt him? What if he wanted revenge for whatever Bakura had done? Ryou shifted back as far as he could. He wasn't able to go very far for he soon bumped into a tree.

"Well?" The man continued.

"B-Bakura Ryou..." The answer was barely audible, but the other heard it for he quirked an eyebrow.

"Bakura? Related to Alden Bakura?"

Ryou cocked his head a small fraction. "You know my father?"

However, the boy was completely ignored as the man continued his questions. "Who sent you?"

No one. "I-I don't know." You don't remember anything. "I was, in Japan, t-then London, a-and..." You know nothing. "I can't stop it." His voice faltered at the end as he listened to Bakura whisper to him. Don't you dare give him back the book.

The man side-stepped him and picked up the fallen stick to study. He then pocketed it and stared at Ryou suspiciously. "Get up and follow me. If you run, I'll see to it that you won't be able to again." It was a threat that wasn't meant to be taken lightly.

The pressure on Ryou's legs disappeared, letting him do as the other ordered. They went back into the house where Ryou stood awkwardly in what seemed to be the living room while the man hunched over a desk and scribbled onto a piece of paper. When he was finished, he slipped it into an envelope and went to the window. That was when Ryou first noticed the caged owl that sat there and stared in puzzlement as the man gave it the letter and threw the bird out into the air.

He then turned to the young boy and nodded once to a chair, implying that he take a seat. He himself sat and stared imposingly at Ryou. "Tell me, do you know who I am or where you are?" The boy shook his head. "I am Severus Snape, and you have just broken into my house. For what reasons, only you can tell me."

"I honestly don't know." Ryou said. "I have these...lapses in my memory. The last thing I recall is-" crying myself to sleep "is lying on my bed and going to sleep. Then I'm on the ground with you pointing that, stick at me."

Severus pulled said stick and laid it between the two of them on the desk. "This stick as you have called it, is a wand." Ryou didn't even hide his disbelieving expression. "Only a wizard can use it; they go to schools to train, which is where I met Mr. Alden Bakura." He paused. "Your father is a wizard and, judging by how you were able to enter this house, so are you."

A/N: I have no idea what Ryou's father's name is so I just put some English name, but if you happen to know, please tell me (in a PM or review) Please review :3