Forever Not
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A Chapter Totally Dedicated to People not Seto Kaiba
The Secretary blinked at the tall lady in front of her. "O...kay. Why do you want to know?"
"I'm interviewing him for a very exclusive school in Scotland."
"Then...what do you want to know?"
"Anything you know."
"Well, Bakura-kun's nice. Quiet. Shy. Funny, that kid is, really strange. Works some, got a permit from his school. Always manages to pay the rent, even if just barely or by borrowing. This part of Domino isn't so great. Mostly for young ones-older than him though, mostly-to live before they get a big break and move. But Bakura-kun's been living here since he was young...not sure how young. Maybe thirteen. Alone. So, yeah, good kid. Good as he can be."
Minerva sifted through the important information in her mind. Young. Quiet. Mysterious. Financially unstable.
That was not valuable information, but she knew she could learn more when she met the boy.
She headed to the room the Secretary said he lived in, 208.
She then heard several locks unlocking. The door was opened slightly. A soft voice said. "Sorry, but who are you?"
"Minerva McGonogall, here to speak to you about possibly going to a very exclusive boarding school."
The door opened wide to reveal a very handsome boy. He had long white hair that reached his shoulder blades. His features were very effeminate and he had soft brown eyes.
He said something softly in Japanese.
"Speak up, mister Bakura." She said in crisp British English.
His eyes widened, and he said, still softly. "Sorry ma'am. Please come in. I'm afraid I wasn't expecting visitors..."
The boy was dressed in a large beige polo that was too big for him, and threadbare jeans. He looked tired.
The apartment he lived in was small and had walls that were an off-white color. He led her to a tiny living room just next to the kitchenette. It was sparsely furnished, just a little couch, a couple of wooden chairs, and a little television.
In fact, the whole apartment displayed an eerie sense of detatchment.
Minerva sat on the couch, convincing herself the strange rusty read stain upon there was ketchup or something of the like (boys will be boys...).
Trying to continue the charade of the school interview, Minerva asked some normal questions.
"First thing, mister Bakura, do you get good grades?"
"Yes. I'm ranked in the top five in my year."
"Alright." She asked a couple of questions more, and then dropped the bomb. "Do you believe you have magic?"
Bakura, who had been bustling around the kitchenette, making tea, looked at her through his bangs.
"Excuse me?"
"We at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry believe you do."
Suddenly, the boy gripped the tea cup he had been holding extremely hard.
Then Ryou Bakura appeared to become a totally different person.
"What are you playing at?" He growled.
Minerva, though unnerved by the change, still managed to reply somewhat steadily. "One less threat to the magical world."
"Threat?" He chuckled lowly.
"Yes, threat."
The boy dropped the tea cup on the floor, causing it to shatter unexpectedly, making Minerva's heart leap, and she started slightly.
He laughed again. "I'm sorry," He whispered quite nastily. "Am I scaring you?"
"Excuse me? What has come over-"
He cut her off, growling. "What's in this for you?"
"As I said. Less danger to the magical world."
He laughed again, shaking out his hair, which had spiked rather wickedly. "I don't think going to a school," He smirked. "Is going to make anything safer."
He took out from his pocket a large pocket-knife. Flicking out the blade, he smiled slightly, brushing the sliver blade quickly over his palm. Blood trickled out of the wound, and he wiped some away.
Licking his finger clean of the blood, he walked over to Minerva, who thought that apparating just then would be a very good idea. But she had pride, almost too much pride. So she stood her ground as the boy advanced on her, pointing the knife at her throat. "I believe you are posing danger to us."
Us? Was this even Ryou Bakura speaking?
"No, there would be greater danger if you did stay here."
"Of course."
He suddenly seemed disinterested.
"But, after this, would you still accept me in your school."
She did not answer, and he smiled a little again. "I thought so."
Then his flint-gaze settled on her again. And she noticed his eyes were wine red. Was that even possible?
"I warn you. I can go to this school. But if I find you have been lying to us..."
He snarled harshly. "I will not think twice about killing you."
At that point Minerva gripped her wand, and managed to use the Expelliarmus spell to blast away the boy's weapon.
Then he became a completely different person, all over again.
Ryou looked terrified. "What happened?"
Minerva raised an eyebrow, wondering if he really did not know what was going on, or was just doing a fine job of playing innocent.
"I believe you just threatened my life."
"Oh, my god. I'm so sorry." He seemed conflicted. Then, distressed, blurted out. "I swear it wasn't me!"
"It certainly did not seem like you, but..." She suddenly realized something. "You are being possessed."
Ryou didn't answer.
"You are, aren't you?"
"Yes! I share my body with him! But he isn't really...well...he is dangerous, but he doesn't come out often! Not usually! Only when something big is happening, something that could be a threat to me...and him..."
"Have you ever tried to have him removed?"
The boy looked very sick at that thought. "No! Never! Never! I'd die, he'd die!"
"I believe you would be an extremely valuable addition to our school. But you may be a huge danger to students."
"You can't tell anybody else about what you just witnessed. It's not meant to be known, or spread around."
"How did he end up possessing your body?"
A funny look passed over the fifteen year old. "I can't tell you that."
"I don't think you could ever be a normal part of our school. You're far too dangerous. But you must come."
"W-what?"
Minerva cursed herself for moving too quickly and inviting an extremely unstable youth to Hogwarts. She was a very calm woman, but her emotions were in a frenzy.
"You must come or bad people will use you. Understand and understand quickly. Meet me in two days, outside of your apartment complex. I will take you to where you need to be."
"But you yourself said I was too dangerous." He seemed to be sending her a message.
No! You're being an idiot! You can't invite me! He'll end up destroying everything, spiral the school into a Shadow Game!
"Nothing is ever too dangerous for Hogwarts."
Minerva must have not been in her right mind, accepting such a dangerous boy into Hogwarts without knowing everything about him and how he came to be a vessel.
She must have been out of her mind.
We housed a werewolf. I'm sure this could not be worse.
How wrong she was.
If that event was a court case, she would plead temporary insanity, because she regretted her actions almost before she made them.
Minerva was late going to the other boys' houses, because she was trying to gather her scattered wits after meeting with a dangerously unstable boy.
She stayed at a Hotel for some time, but eventually shakily gathered herself as well as she could, and still in a state of shock, went to meet Yuugi Motou.
The Game Shop the boy lived in was small and quite charming.
Outside, in kanji, it read KAME GAME SHOP.
In all, it was a nice little place, kept immaculate.
She stepped inside, and then looked towards the person who was manning the counter of the empty shop.
Bright purple eyes, spiky blond, maroon, and black hair...it had to be him.
She strode purposefully toward the boy. He turned to her beaming up a hopeful smile. "Hello, Kame Game Shop, your number one stop for all of you entertainment needs. We also do gift-wrapping." The boy seemed almost phsychotically cheerful.
"I'm afraid I'm not here to buy anything."
The boy's face fell, but then the smile came back, though weaker than before. "Oh. Well. Why are you here?"
"Do you speak English?" She asked, still speaking Japanese.
He blinked up at her, confused. "Yes." He said in English.
"Very well. I've come to speak with you about possibly going to a school in Scotland. It's a very exclusive boarding school."
Yuugi blinked up at her. "What?"
"I'm here to interview you to go to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, mister Motou."
"Wait, Witchcraft and Wizardry? Isn't that...magic?"
"Yes, and you appear to have a very strong magic, though it is like nothing we have seen before."
The smile was completely gone by then, and the boy's voice shook. "That's not possible. There isn't any other sort of magic other than ours..."
"Yes, there is. And you are a potential danger to the Wizarding World if you do not come to this school. And the Wizarding World is a possible danger to yourself."
Suddenly, a change came over him, as he seemed to become taller (which still wasn't tall at all...) and his eyes became crimson red.
Oh no. Not him too.
His voice, even deeper than before, came. "A danger? What kind of danger?"
She backed away warily, ready just in case another psychotic alter ego tried to cause her bodily harm.
"There is a danger from a very dark wizard of the name...well, we don't say his name."
"I see. Why would this school be any safer than here?"
"Because, Hogwarts is an extremely well-protected school."
"Why should I believe you?"
First, Minerva took out her wand and created a shield around herself, in case the boy decided to attack.
"Because I am Hogwarts' Deputy Headmistress, I have lived withing the magical community all of my life, and I must say you are in grave danger. You and the boy whose body you reside in!"
The other did a double-take, and suddenly it was Yuugi again. "How did you know?!" He burst out. Then thought twice. "Wait, what are you talking about?!" But the sound of panic in his voice was enough to convey the fact that she had hit the nail on the head.
"I had a needless to say unpleasant encounter with one Bakura Ryou. You are in his situation, correct?"
The boy was frozen. Then he spoke. "D-did the Spirit of the Sennen Ring hurt you?"
"No, but there were some implications. And...what is this Sennen Ring? Is it in any way connected to the ridiculous bauble you have on?" The 'bauble' was obviously the Puzzle.
"It is not a bauble!"
/What am I supposed to do, mou hitori no boku? She's figured out about you...what are we supposed to say you come from? If we just say I have multiple personality disorder, we'll be pronounced insane! And I think she's figured out the differnece between us...What am I supposed to do?/ Yuugi wailed into the mind link.
//We must tell her. And trust her not to explain to anybody else.//
Then a change came over him again. "I believe you need an explanation."
"Yes. That would be helpful."
"In Ancient Egypt...there was a period, now known as the 'Forgotten Age' or something of the like. There were a few Pharaoh's in this period, and one made the Millennium Items. I know nothing more, except that two spirits were sealed into two of these items. One would be me, sealed into the Millennium Puzzle, and the other would be...the one you claim to have met, sealed into the ring of one Bakura Ryou."
"Oh my...I already know Bakura Ryou is dangerous. And your spirit, Mutou Yuugi? Is he prone to murdering people as well?"
The other changed back to Mutou Yuugi. "No, no. And...the other spirit...he doesn't cause any trouble. Really. He was just rattled by you." Yuugi was lying through his teeth, but she didn't know that.
"And...I'll do whatever you want to, whatever! I'll go to your school...I'll...just...don't tell anybody else about us and our existence."
"I wasn't planning to." She didn't tell them that she would end up telling Dumbledore about them.
"Very well. Leave now. Ask no more questions, because we will give you no more answers."
But she wouldn't tell other staff or the Ministry of Magic.
They would believe Hogwarts was being rash, inviting children with possibly homicidal spirits inhabiting their bodies. As well as a strange new power.
They would certainly want the Shadow Mages to imprision, to experiment on.
She wasn't about to let that happen to a troupe of innocent children.
No matter what homicidal spirits were inhabiting them.
"Meet me outside of Bakura Ryou's apartment complex in one day. You know where that is, right?"
It seemed that once mistakes started they wouldn't stop, because Minerva regretted her decisions that day too.
Minerva was, needless to say, drained when she visited the last child, who was staying on the outskirts of Domino, but only for a time.
When she knocked on the door, a young lady opened it for her.
She had long, silky black hair and wore traditional Egyptian garments.
She raised an eyebrow. "Hello?" Her Japanese was accented.
"Hello. You are...Isis Ishtar, correct?"
"Yes."
"Do you and your family speak English, miss Ishtar?"
"I do. The rest do not speak English, only a few phrases."
"I see. I would like to talk to you and your brother."
The girl raised another eyebrow, and switched to English. "Which one?"
"The youngest Ishtar."
"Why? He's...not very comfortable with visitors."
"I am Minerva McGonogall. I need to speak to your brother about going to a very exclusive Boarding School in Scotland. "
The lady looked surprised, and using a carefully calm voice, stated: "If so, I can already give you an answer to that question. No."
She smiled apollogetically and began to close the door.
But Minerva stopped her. "I'm afraid we will not take no for an answer. It appears your younger brother has a very special and very dangerous brand of magic, and if you do not want him accidentally killing people or dead," At that point Isis gave a rueful frown, as though thinking too late. "he must come to this school. To be protected, and to keep a harness on his powers."
Isis' interest seemed piqued. "So...you could help him harness his magic."
"Yes."
"How do we know you're not lying?"
Minerva created yet another shield around herself, just to show the woman she wasn't lying about magic.
"Trust me, I know. Hogwarts had held horrible things over the years. I cannot prove to you that we canhelp your brother, and because of this you must trust me."
"Very well...I will have Malik speak to you."
The woman called her brother, who came running.
His appearance was, needless to say, shocking.
His eyes, a light lavender, held some kind of naivete, but at the same time an unexplainable darkness. He wore a purple shirt that was slightly short for him, and khakis. His feet were bare, and his hair shaggy but reaching his shoulders. His skin was very tanned, his eyes were lined out with kohl. And he was...none to unpleasant to look at.
He stopped and stared at Minerva, confused, then turned to Isis.
He spoke to his sister in another language, most likely his native Arabic, and the teacher knew they were talking about her from Malik's suddenly hard looks to her way, and then curious looks.
He played with a gold earring, and then spoke, in Japanese. "Why should I go to this school?"
"As you sister must have told you. To learn how to harness your power."
His eyes were guarded but held a glint of hope. "Can you truly do that?"
"Yes."
"You must be lying."
"She isn't, Malik. Trust her." Isis said softly.
Malik turned and argued, again in Arabic that Minerva could not understand.
Isis answered calmly.
Malik turned back to look at her with narrowed eyes. "What is in it for you?"
"Nothing but more peace for the Wizarding World. Please, you must come before other, less friendly people come. You could die."
"Really?"
"Yes."
Then Isis began to speak in English.
"You must know that Malik is...not...well. He is dangerous. Not like he used to be, but dangerous."
"Don't tell me he also has a dangerous spirit inhabiting his body."
Isis looked stricken. "How did you know that?"
"I have met with the other two like your son and their respective counterparts."
"Why would you let them go to your school? Do you even know about them?"
"All I know is that I invited two boys with spirits that reside in some sort of items to our school, so perhaps they can learn to control the magic within them." Or, so, perhaps these...items can aid us in our quest against Voldemort. The only thing stopping us from using these items for good are the people that have them, and soon we will be able to convert them to our cause.
"Oh. As an answer to your question, no, Malik does not have a spirit residing within him. He does have a item, however. And...he is in a most fragile state of mind."
"Very well." Minerva sighed heavily. "Do you know where Bakura Ryou's apartment complex is?"
"I can figure it out."
"Malik should meet me and the other Mages there tomorrow."
"Very well." Isis seemed to pass on all of that information to her brother.
Then she turned her serious gaze on Minerva. "I would advise you not to invite the Shadow Mages to your school. You have no idea about what their magic can do, even if you think so you still do not. They can be horribly destructive. They can be incredibly dangerous. Tread these grounds with caution, Minerva McGonnogal, because you do not know what you are getting into, and you do not know the fate of these children, you never truly will. After all, we have everything under control."
Shaken by the somber speech, but still unwavering, the older woman replied. "Thank you for you fair warning, but so do we."
Minerva was convinced she had done what was right by having the three young people join the school.
They would be closely watched, as would their items, and at the first glance of trouble, they would likely be put somewhere where they could not be found by anybody who would want to use their instability.
Hogwarts was the safest place for this.
So, as far as she was concerned,. Minerva McGonnogal was doing...
The Right Thing.
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