Disclaimer: I own nothing, not even the right to complain considering how long it took me to post this. Except Iris and the hotlus thing.

"But how does that even work?" Jaden questioned, absolutely confused by everything that had been explained to him. "I mean, it's a bird. It's on fire. It's a bird on fire!"

"Phoenix," Harry corrected him again, just as he had each time the other boy had started trying to figure out Fawkes after the time he'd explained birds of the Wizarding world. It might have been the seventh time, now, he wasn't entirely sure. Neville, on the other hand, wasn't even listening to the two, his eyes darting around in curiosity at all the buildings they were passing by. None of them were all that familiar or even looked like they could be, he still had a problem wrapping his head around what exactly was happening. How often could one say they'd been transported to another country and had an owl lead them to their friend? Not very often.

And then the owl had disappeared, he'd met another boy who had a strange name and seemed to like hanging upside down in trees and a lot more interesting news - if it hadn't been for the fact that strange things always happened around Harry then he'd think he was going mad.

There was still one question he couldn't manage to wrap his head around at all and that was how his fellow Gryffindor could find it in himself to trust this other boy. And tell him about magic! Wasn't the boy a muggle? This would definitely be getting them into trouble, he was surprised they hadn't gotten a letter of expulsion already. His gran was going to kill him.

"Neville, help me out here, please," Harry paused in front of a shop, eyes still on Jaden, he wasn't entirely sure what to tell the boy and he knew Neville ought to know more than him considering he'd grown up in the Wizarding world.

"Oh, right, um, so-" Neville eyed Jaden, trying to think up words that he could understand - he wasn't a wizard so it'd be hard enough as it was.

He'd just found the words to start off the explanation when a hoot interrupted him along with a cheer of, "Hedwig!" from Harry.

"Is that a letter on the leg of an owl?" Was the shocked exclamation that came from Jaden. Neville couldn't help but stare - that was the first thing he'd noticed? A white owl landed on the shoulder of his friend and that was the thing he noticed first? Really? Muggles. They were a strange lot.

"What've you got there, girl?" Harry murmured, taking it from her and giving her a light pat on the head. "Hey, it's a letter from- Oh, um..."

'Dear Harry, and Neville if you're there, too!

I really hope you've both found each other, the hotlus will be very pleased if so. Have you remembered yet? It's important, it's more for your own good than he said it wouldn't be, you understand, don't you?

You can't go back the way you came there, and you really should stay there for a while. The air is very nice, there, and I think you'll have fun.

Luna.

PS: I fed Hedwig, thank her again for delivering my letter, please?'

The two in question were looking at each other, not entirely sure of what to reply to this. Neither had talked much to the girl in question and where Harry couldn't understand how she'd known, Neville didn't even understand what she was talking about. Remembered what? What was important? And what were hotluses? This was all so confusing and for once, he was glad to see he wasn't the only one getting it.

"Guys? What's a hotlus?" Jaden prodded, having struggled to read the letter upside down as they'd stood there in silence for several minutes - he'd been worried, that's all! Not at all curious. Really. ...Okay, so maybe just a little bit curious. But it was an owl! Creatures of the night! And it wasn't even a Duel monster! How weird wasn't that?

"Some.. Sort of creature, I guess," Neville hesitantly tried to explain as he shared a confused glance with Harry, he really had no idea himself. "Luna is a bit, well, strange but not really, so just ignore that part. What we need to focus on is the other parts, like how we can't go back."

"Strange but not really? I don't get it," And it figured Jaden would focus on that, they really should have known.

Sharing another look with the only other Gryffindor there, Neville mutely shook his head - he didn't think he could explain it without making her look weird and Neville really didn't want Luna to be known as loony even here, so Harry spoke up, "I don't really know her, which makes it a bit weird that she's writing letters to us both, but it's not all that important. I'm sure we'll learn more about her later since she seems to understand us so well." Probably, but Harry wasn't going to say that out loud. For now he just wanted to focus on what she'd written, really.

Jaden fidgeted for a moment before nodding with a slight pout, "Alright, fine." He'd let it go for now, he still had a lot to learn about these two older boys, anyway. Like what was up with all the birds, for one. Sure, they'd explained a few things, but he still had trouble figuring out how it all worked together. He could accept, finally, that a bird on fire had been by because of his cards but the rest? It made it seem like they were Duel Monsters, too.

"I'm a bit worried about the remember part," Neville timidly admitted, shifting where he stood. "Because there are ways to make people forget so what if someone made us forget something important?"

And Harry could understand that - he'd remembered things he shouldn't have, either, "Hey mate, what exactly do you know about the memory charm?" Because he'd remembered things, things he'd never before even thought about, he could only assume that there was a possibility he'd been hit with it. That someone had used it on him. Make him forget things. And if so, he hadn't been the only one, it seemed even Professor McGonnagall had been hit with it. So who was to say that no one else had? How could they know for sure who had and hadn't been hit? His mind was working overtime with trying to figure things out, the small break it had been on before was now over, the letter had reminded him quite a bit.

What was more important was that Luna seemed as if she knew him well, was that just her or was she part of what one needed to remember? And what about Neville? She had made it seem like they both had forgotten something they needed to remember and would she have mentioned Neville in the letter if he'd just forgotten the things he usually did with his memory?

There were so many questions he wanted, needed, to have answered and no one there to answer him. What could they do, what could he do?

"Um, well, they're..." Neville hesitated, biting his lip. Harry could tell he was starting to understand now, too. "They take your memories of certain things. D'you... D'you think someone..?"

"Yeah, Luna makes it seem so."

Jaden had been looking between them in slight confusion but with the way they spoke it soon gave for disbelief and disapproval, "Someone took your memories? That's horrible! How do you get them back? Do you know who it was?"

As they were trying to figure out how to explain wizarding birds to their new friend, Seto Kaiba and Petunia Dursley were walking through the street just a few blocks away from the trio, the male explaining what he'd be able to do for her and the need to find her nephew, starting off with an actual search. They didn't know exactly where he could be but he'd be able to put out the word to a few associates and they'd at the very least be able to narrow down the places they'd have to look. With what she'd told him, the boy could be anywhere by now.

"I can't stay long, I have my other family to look after, but you'll let me know if you hear anything?" Petunia asked almost anxiously. While she'd always been one to not exactly like her nephew, she hadn't hated him, either. She'd feared what he could do, worried about who he'd end up as, hated his abilities - but never him. Never the boy. She'd just been jealous but that didn't mean she'd allow the death of a child. She wasn't evil. Just jealous.

"Of course, I understand," Seto nodded at her, hands clasped behind him as they walked. "You'll be the first to know and I'll make sure to send updates if nothing else." He had a brother, he knew what it was like to worry about family. Mokuba mattered quite a bit, always would. And Harry rather reminded him of how Mokuba had been as a child. Kind and curious. He certainly didn't deserve being kidnapped.

They were interrupted by the sound of a phone ringing and Petunia frowned slightly as she realized it was hers before fishing it up and answering it. The only one that could be calling was Vernon and she felt a little worried as they'd agreed not to call so much because of the international fees.

Her frown deepened as she was told it was the police and when they explained that her family was missing, she dropped the phone to the ground, horror and pain followed by sadness and complete denial all mixed together and she couldn't find it in herself to reply to Seto as he questioned her of what was wrong, mutely shaking her head, her body trembling. She tried to wrap her arms around herself to keep herself together but it really didn't seem like it was working.

A red haired boy was storming through the books of the library as no other had before him, looking for anything that could help him, anything at all, and everything that could be a possible explanation for what was going on, for what had happened to Harry. Even if Hermione refused to realize, refused to believe that there could be something here, didn't mean he would. Ron wasn't stupid, no matter what they said, what they thought. If they wouldn't open up their eyes and get off their asses - well, Ron was there and he was going to find the two missing Gryffindors if it was the last thing he did.

"Ron?" He heard the voice of his mother call out and he quickly closed the books and shoved them under the table before escaping the library to pretend he'd just been wandering around. It'd get him a scolding but at least he wouldn't be in as much trouble as he would've been should they had found him in the Black library. It was dark, they said, so that was a no go.

He heard her call out again and replied with a, "Yeah, mum?" It appeared to be time for dinner which was both good and bad because everyone would notice that he hadn't been there immediately as normal - he really hoped he could play it off as missing Harry and nothing else but Hermione would probably be very suspicious.

And he was right, after dinner finished and he'd escaped the room, the other had followed him and cornered him, demanding to know what he was doing. She wouldn't believe him when he offered up suggestions, though.