Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or Yugioh or One Piece, I do not have any rights to Harry Potter or Yugioh or One Piece and I do not make any money from writing these fic's.
A/N: This fic is written for Camp NaNoWriMo April 2013, The Secret Challenge with the prompt 'Your character has invented something' but this will appear at a later date, The Ultimate fanfic challenge 200 prompts with the prompt Crossover, The 'Show your True Colours challenge which I chose Hufflepuff and I will put an A/N when I am about to use one of the prompts, and finally the 'If you Dare...continued' challenge with the prompt Old lies as this fic's main plot point is about Harry uncovering old lies that has been told and finding out the truth.
Chapter 7
"Fine, you can all have until the end of our seventh year to try and work this all out but if we find out that there is no point in continuing your efforts then you will all stop trying at the end of this year or if it puts any of you in danger then you will stop trying right away and not try again," Neville said finally after debating his decision and words a few minutes later, "Agreed?"
"Agreed!" came the joint determined reply from Dean, Seamus and Harry.
"Good," Neville replied with a small smile before turning to face the doors of the Great Hall with a small smile on his face, "Can we finish our talk in the common room? Professor McGonagall should be arriving with the first years any moment."
As if to prove his point the level of excited whisper grew in the Great Hall as the sound of nervous footsteps came closer and closer to the large closed doors. As Dean, Seamus and Harry turned to face the doors excitement grew in the pit of Harry's stomach as he tried to picture in his mind what the new unsorted first year students would look like.
'I can't believe that I am not sitting with Ron and Hermione this year or I am not in the Hospital Wing or getting told off by a Professor while the sorting is happening' Harry thought as his excited gazed rested on the doors of the Great Hall in anticipation 'I wonder...is Seto sitting at the teachers table? I wonder if he has already spotted me...'
All to soon Harry's wandering mind was pulled back as a wave of silence slammed into the students and teachers and the tension rose as the doors of the Great Hall slammed open reliving Professor McGonagall and the new unsorted first years following in two straight lines behind her only for them to slowly merge into one big nervous crowd as Professor McGonagall came to a stop in the middle of the Great Hall.
As Professor McGonagall left the nervous first years and slowly yet purposely made her way towards the famous Sorting Hat and stool Harry's emerald eyes washed over the first years trying to pick out any familiar features or traits he knew. Among the crowd, which was the smallest yet thanks to Lord Voldemort and the war, Harry spotted a flash of blond hair on someone's head while he spotted someone with familiar features to Nott who was whispering to a fellow first year student. As Harry's attention drifted towards the back of the crowd he spotted a person that looked like a first year Hogwarts student only he was not wearing the uniform.
Paranoia setting in Harry ignored Professor McGonagall and Headmaster Dumbledore as they began to welcome the students to the new school year in favour of examining the strange person. As Harry gazed at the strange male's waist length long thick messy black hair and bright cheeky blue eyes that shown with hidden knowledge Harry could not help but for a strange confusing awry of emotions to wash through his stomach.
'Why do I feel like I should know him from somewhere?' Harry thought carefully as he took in the strange boy's dark blue and light blue stripped long sleeve top, the puffy yellow coat waist jacket, the stylish blue jeans and expensive looking pair of white trainers 'Wait...what is are they?'
Blinking in confusion Harry spotted a large strange object on the boys arm, as he looked at it carefully making sure to take in every single little bit of detail he noticed the strange glowing areas with small red triangles in them that looked as if they could fit cards and a strange raised circle bit where what looked like a deck of cards rested in a holding area and a blank computer screen that was reminded Harry of looking at a calculator screen.
'I wonder what that is? Is it some type of magical thing like a new wand?' Harry thought as his forehead creased in confusion as he gazed at the strange item that was attached to the boy's arm thanks to a strong looking metal band.
Looking over the strange boy for any more clues Harry's eyes suddenly landed on a card shaped pendent that hung proudly around the boy's neck. As a new direction of thought hit him Harry looked closer at the pendent card only to find it was the same brown card with the black oval and golden coloured edges that sat inside of the holder in the strange blue and white object on the boys arm.
"It can't be can it?" Harry muttered out quietly as his hands moved on top of each other so he could play with his two blue dragon rings, "Seto's letters...the boy looks just like...Seto would never leave his little brother in Japan...Seto did say he would be teaching a class about Shadow Magic so maybe...he even has that card pendent necklace that Seto told me about..."
"You alright mate?" Neville asked without taking his eyes off of Professor McGonagall who had just unscolled a scroll of parchment, "You keep staring at that strange first year who is not in uniform. Do you know him or something?"
"I think I do know him but...we have never meet or talked..." Harry replied slowly as he forced his shocked gaze away from the strange boy amongst the first year students, "I...I think he might be my penpals' little brother.."
"You mean the person who gave you those rings?" Neville asked causing Harry to slowly look down at the two blue dragon rings that rested comfortably on his fingers, "Remind me to say thank you to him, for some reason I have a strong feeling that he is to thank about your new look and how you have finally broke away from those idiots."
"Yeah," Harry replied slowly with a nervous nod of his head even through Neville could not see it, "He looks exactly like how Seto described him to me, even the card shaped pendent, but I have no idea what the strange object on his arm is."
"Maybe either Dean or Seamus knows about them? I know that Dean is a half-blood and Seamus is a half-blood too so they should know a lot more about the object if it is muggle because I have never ever seen an object like that one," Neville said while sending Harry an apologetic look, "I am sorry Harry...maybe if you wait and see if Professor McGonagall reads his name out to be sorted?"
"Thanks Neville...I feel like just an idiot through," Harry answered with a sheepish shy smile, "I mean I lived in the muggle world for the first half of my life and I still do for the summer...and Dudley always had the newest technology and stuff...but then again I never took notice...and with my relatives..."
"Do not worry about it Harry, it is understandable," Neville answered as Professor McGonagall called out another first year's name to be sorted, "With how Granger, Ron and Dumbledore was treating you and from what you have told me about your relatives...you could always just ask him what it is?"
"Ask who what it is?" Seamus asked as he turned to his friend's conversation, board with the sorting.
"Harry thinks he knows who that strange kid is at the back of the first year students," Neville answered quietly as not to gain Professor McGonagall's or another Professor's attention, "We are also trying to work out what that strange object on his arm is...I know that it is not magical for I have not seen it anywhere."
"Neither of you know what it is?" Seamus asked suddenly, being careful to not let his gaze land on Harry for a longer time then Neville, "I thought that everyone knew about those objects, I mean the whole world is going crazy about Duel Monsters and there has even been talk about them in the Daily Prophet over the summer."
"I do not get the Daily Prophet, never bothered with getting a subscription because of my relatives and their hatred of anything to do with magic," Harry replied nervously, "I do not want them to end up killing the owl and getting into trouble with both my relatives and the people who own the owl...getting half a year's subscription just felt like a waist...especially with what they have been printing about me in there."
Nodding his head in understanding Seamus turned to Neville with a curious and pointed look showing in his eyes that said it all.
Taking a deep breath and rolling his eyes playfully Neville spoke, "I came of age this summer and as such I have been really busy, what with my...inheritance...and sorting things out with my Gran and finding out about R-my mate...and then Gran and I having to set everything up to keep the Longbottom family...alive...and for everything to be in place so I can...fade without causing anyone any problems and enjoy my last...anyway I have been busy so I have hardly had time to look at the newspaper besides what my Gran thinks of as 'I need to know about' when she pushes the newspaper under my nose every morning."
"I am sorry Neville, Harry, I did not really think," Seamus replied softly as he nervously gazed down at the dark wooden table with a bright red blush the same shade as the famous Weasley hair staining his checks, "I sort of...got excited and became carried away."
To Be Continued...