Me: Yay! New chapter!

Silence...

Me:...

Silence...

Me: Oh, where did they go? *looks around* Ah, well...

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Mindlink:

/Yugi to Yami/

//Yami to Yugi//

(Ryou to Bakura)

((Bakura to Ryou))

[Malik to Marik]

[[Marik to Malik]]

{Iory to Amarané}

{{Amarané to Iory}}

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"What's the matter, big brother?"

The look on Yami's face was priceless. He opened and closed his mouth several times, trying, and failing, to get his mouth to create words. Marik had to switch places with his light, since he was laughing to hard to breathe. At least in his soulroom he could calm down easier. Bakura smirked at Yami. He still remembered the Pharao's face when he found out his younger sister married a thief. And not just any thief, it was the thief king. ((Hey, Landlord, you need to see this!)) he told Ryou. Ryou, who had just gotten comfy, grumbled a bit, but still found the image of Yami, gaping like a fish, highly amusing. Yami finally found his voice.

"What...? But...? How...? Who...?" he spluttered.

Bakura gathered himself and looked Yami in the eyes. "Who? That's my wife, and your sister, you baka. Although I must say you took this a lot better than the first time you found out."

"First time?" asked Yami.

"Well," Amarané started, "imagine it like this; you are looking for the most notorious thief ever, and have been looking for him for years. Then, when you finally find him, you find your sister making out with him. How would you react?"

Yami blanched. "I... I would probably be pretty mad..."

"'Pretty mad'!?" Bakura snorted. "'Pretty mad'!? Try Ra damned furious!

"Eeh... What did I do?" Yami asked, almost afraid to find out.

"You went into a rage that lasted for almost three days. Anyone who dared to aproach you were shoved out of the way or..." Amarané tried to find a way to tell her brother.

"Or what? What did I do?"

"Well, the high priest refused to move once and..."

"And...?" Yami urged.

"Well, you apologised..."

"What. Did. I. Do?" Yami growled. He didn't like her trying to talk her way around it.

Amarané doubted. "... he... well, he ended up with a Ra damn nice sandal-print on his left cheek..."

/Yami! Don't tell me you kicked him!/

"Don't tell me I kicked him!" Yami repeated Yugi's cry.

"No," Amarané said, with an incredibly straight face, while Bakura and Malik shaked with laughter, "You kinda just walked straight over him."

They surely would have continued to make fun of Yami, if not Iory had retaken contol of her body.

"See that?" she asked, pointing to the barrier that divided platform nine and ten.

"What?" asked Malik.

"It's not a barrier, it's a portal."

"A... portal...?" said Yugi.

"Yes, a portal. An object that can take you to another place, if you want." Iory said, although the brief explanation of the word 'portal' was unneeded. A brief chat with Amarané and she moved towards the 'barrier'.

"Are you going to go through that?" Ryou asked, the slightest hint of worry in his voice. He had reclaimed control before Bakura had said anything that would've made Yami mad at him, and Ryou would have to apologize. He seriously thought he did that enough.

Iory nodded. "Yes, I am, and if you want to you're welcome to follow."

The boys looked at eachother, when Malik spoke up.

"I'm coming. Marik says it'll be fun. And there must be a reason for why they have put a hidden portal there."

//What do you say, Aibou? You wanna go?// Yami asked his hikari.

/Well, someone needs to keep an eye on Malik and Marik.../ Yugi tried to find a way to say he wanted to go, but without sounding to pressuring. It didn't work.

//You want to go.// Yami stated.

/I'd love to./ Yami let Yugi take his body back.

//Me too, Aibou. Please, take into consideration that my sister is going. Why would I not want to go?// he said with a mental smile. Yugi smiled back.

(Please, can we go?)

((Landlord, that's my wife going. If anything, I should be the one asking you if we could go.))

Ryou blushed. (It's settled then.)

"We're coming," said Yugi and Ryou at the same time. Ryou added "It's not like we have anywhere else to be right now."

It was true. They had gone on a ten month trip to England as a way to show that they were fully capable of handling themselves without getting into any trouble. Until now there hadn't been any. Of course, they had only been there a week, and Bakura hadn't found anything interesting to 'borrow' and Malik hadn't yet been forced to repress any overly mad ideas from his more insane half.

Iory brightened. "Okay!" she chirped, before thinking. "I don't think we were introduced," she said with an embaressed smile. "Iory Hanon. Nice to meet you."

"Yugi Motou, but you appearently knew that already."

"Ryou Bakura."

"Malik Ishtar."

"Well, now that's done, let's go!" Iory said happily, as she went through the portal. The boys followed her and when they came out on the other side they were faced with a red train with a sign labeled 'Hogwarts Express'.

Malik turned to the sign with the platform's number.

[Nine and three quarters?] he asked his yami. [What kind of sick joke is this!?]

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A/N: Well, that's it for this chapter. Next chapter will be the travel aboard the Hogwarts Express, meeting Harry and co. and a little game with Malfoy. Let's just see if they can keep that 'no trouble' bit, shall we?

I'll be gone for a while, so next update will take a while... sorry...

Oh, and a little description on my OC's.

Iory: She's very emotional, she can go from happy to sad to angry, all in the blink of an eye. She has easy catching up on the feelings of other persons and is very curious. She doesn't hold grudges, but after her trust is betrayed she can have a bit of a problem getting back to normal(then again, who hasn't). She is very talkative, but guards secrets with her life. She has easy to get friends and knows how to keep them. She's much for physical exersise as well as mental. In the beginning she wasn't religious, but later she accepted her darker half's religion as her own.

Amarané: She's proud, and mischievous. In the beginning she was pretty silent, but under Iory's influence she started to open up. She has a knack for getting into trouble and while in Egypt, five thousand years earlier, she had become a very skilled thief under Bakuras tutelage. She has a language hardly fit for a lady, which she passed on, together with her thieving skills, to Iory.

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