Ninjagirl: I am sooo sorry, you guys! I haven't updated since 3-13-06! And that makes that… (takes a piece of paper and does some math on it, then stares at it when she is done) DUDE! That's a long time… over a year and a half! (whistles) And no new reviews so far…Oh, uh…Kira (or chaos, either one), if you're reading this, please tell me if it's good or not! Or are you too busy with roleplaying? Oh well…where'd my yami go? YAMI!! GIMME MY DAMN FLAMETHROWER!!!

Yami Ninjagirl ((YN)): NO!! NEVER!!

Ninjagirl: Give it back and I mean now or else I'll tear your Yami Bakura plushie into pieces and flush it down the toilet!

YN: You wouldn't dare! NOOO!! GET YOUR HANDS OFF MY BISHIE PLUSHIE!! (throws the flamethrower at her hikari and grabs her plushie, hugging it tightly) Yay! My plushie. Mine.

Ninjagirl: (catches her flamethrower) Whew, so much for that. (looks at reviews) What? No new reviews except mine? (starts crying anime tears) NO! Why? Why do people hate me? (sniffles, her bottom lip quivering)

YN: (whacks her hikari on the head) Snap out of it!

Ninjagirl: (points flamethrower threateningly at YN) Don't you dare hit me on the head again, or else. (clears throat) Anyway, on with the story! Oh wait, I need to do the disclaimer first…Ohh MARIK!!

Marik: (runs in, rubbing eyes) What? I was sleeping…and taking over the world in my dreams…

Ninjagirl: Do the disclaimer or I will use my secret weapon.

Marik: (O.O;) Okay…BlackNinjagirl does not own anything but Kaya, her yami, and the plot, so FUCK OFF OR I WILL FEED YOU TO MY ARMY OF PINK HAMSTERS!!

Ninjagirl: (sweatdrop) Uhh…okay… (clears throat) Anywhosits…On we go!!

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Chapter 7: Professor Umbridge

"There is a time for making speeches," Dumbledore said after he had stood up, "but this is not it. Let's eat!" He then sat back down and threw his beard over his shoulder to avoid getting it into his food.

The whole of the Great Hall laughed as food appeared on the tables, and I took large helpings of everything, as I hadn't eaten anything that morning.

"Yum," I said just before I stuffed my mouth full of food.

"Oh, great," Hermione moaned, "another pig."

"Whof? I habet eafen anyfing finfe dif murning," I managed to get out through my mouthful.

Seto rolled his eyes. "We don't want to see what you're eating, Kaya, so don't talk with your mouth full."

I took a gigantic swallow and told him, "You're starting to sound like Grandpa."

Yugi looked at me. "Hey! Didn't you bring the cell phone and the laptop?"

"Yeah, my laptop's in my bag and my cell's in my pocket," I replied, stuffing my mouth full of food again.

Seto sighed. "You're hopeless."

I swallowed my food again and took my phone from my pocket, then attempted to turn it on. "It's not working!"

"Here," Seto told me, handing me some thin iron squares. "These will repel the magic around this place from the electrical stuff we use."

I grinned at him. "Had your nose in a book as usual, huh?"

Seto shrugged. "It's better than sitting somewhere twiddling your thumbs."

Hermione nodded. "That's true."

I put the square in my battery thingy on my phone, replaced the cover, and attempted to turn it on again, and this time, I succeeded.

"All right! It works! Thanks, Seto."

Seto shrugged. "Whatever."

It was my turn to roll my eyes.

"So how did your uncle like getting struck by lightning?" I asked Harry, grinning but still eating.

Fred and George stared at me incredulously. "Harry's Uncle Vernon was struck by lightning? How?"

Harry and I glanced at each other, then those who had already heard the story cracked up laughing.

"Oh, man," I said after I had stopped laughing. "That was hilarious! You should've seen it!"

"Tell us! How'd it happen?"

I told them the story, Harry cracking up into fits of laughter as I did, then when I had finished, the twins cracked up laughing as well.

"Oh God," I finished, "You should've seen the look on his face! I mean he was stunned—literally and figuratively!"

"I could just see it now," George said dramatically, then grinned. "Wish I could have seen it then!"

"I wish I'd had a camera," I replied, chuckling. "I mean it was priceless!"

"I wonder how Malfoy will look if he got struck by lightning," Ron said, grinning mischievously.

"Oh, if I ever end up doing it, I'll be sure to have a camera," I told him reassuringly, "especially if he gets turned into a rainbow-colored ferret first."

"I'd love to see that," Fred said, grinning. "Malfoy, the Amazing Bouncing Rainbow-Colored Ferret, fried extra crispy."

We laughed just as Dumbledore stood up again and the food disappeared.

"Now that we are all fat and happy," Dumbledore—excuse me, Professor Dumbledore—said after he had stood up again, the statement making some students laugh, "I would like to welcome two new additions to our staff. First, welcome back to Professor Grubbly-Plank, who will be substituting as Care of Magical Creatures teacher for Professor Hagrid until his return."

Many students clapped, but I saw Harry, Ron, and Hermione exchange nervous looks.

"Also," Dumbledore continued, "I would like to announce that we have a new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, Professor Dolores Umbridge!"

A few students clapped, but Harry, me, Seto and the others we had met either on the Knight Bus, Diagon Alley, or the train weren't among them.

Ron snorted. "She looks like some toad someone tried to Transfigure."

I grinned. "Notice the tried, because whoever did it horribly failed at the attempt."

The group laughed.

"Now, House Quidditch tryouts will be held on --" Dumbledore started to say when he stopped and looked at Umbridge, looking stricken, then abruptly sat down and looked at her expectantly.

"Hem hem." Umbridge cleared her throat in some strange simpering cough. "Thank you, Headmaster, for those kind words of welcome." She then plunged into an incredibly boring and lengthy speech which put almost everyone in the Hall in a stupor, excepting Seto, Mokie, and a few others.

When she was done, I couldn't help but think, Thank God, I hope she doesn't give those kinds of speeches during class.

If she does, warn me, I heard Anéa say in my mind. Then I can take a nap in my soulroom the entire period.

I will, Anéa, I told her. And I'll probably end up joining you in the napping part, too.

She laughed and I turned my attention to the others.

"Humph," I said after yawning widely. "If she's gonna be making those speeches during class, I'll end up falling asleep."

"Let's hope not," George replied as Umbridge sat down and Dumbledore stood back up.

"Thank you for that wonderful speech, Professor," he said, nodding at the said teacher.

Fred snorted. "If she's teaching us this year, I won't learn anything but how to fall asleep in her class."

I laughed. "I'd say she's welcome to meet my yami's snores if she won't teach us anything interesting—and believe me, nobody wants to hear Anéa snore."

"Ain't that the truth," Yugi agreed, nodding. "Her snoring sounds like nails on a chalkboard!"

I raised an eyebrow. "It's not quite that bad."

"It's still bad."

"I'm aware of that." I turned to Harry. "If Ferret Boy ever bothers you, tell me. I'll take care of him."

There was loud banging just after I finished speaking; apparently the students had been dismissed.

"So," I said to Harry, Ron, and Hermione, "where do we go? I mean, where the dorms are?"

"Follow us," Harry told us. "We'll show you where they are."

(TBC…)

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Ninjagirl: Mwahahaha! Another chapter done! And to InsaneShadowFan—criticize me as you want, but after a year and a half of thinking, I have decided to continue with this story!

Malfoy: (sarcastically) Bully for you!

Ninjagirl: Thank you. Hey, wait a minute…YAMI!!

YN: (runs up and pulls out flamethrower) MWAHAHAHAHAA!! YOU SHALL ROAST, FERRET BOY!! (chases him around the room)

Ninjagirl: (sighs) Ah well…I hate his guts anyway…all right, don't forget to review! You know where the button is!