Disclaimer: I do not own in any way shape or form Yu-Gi-Oh! or Harry Potter! This fic is for entertainment purposes only.
Chapter
Seven:
Recovery
Harry lay peacefully in the guest bedroom stroking Koribou's soft fur. He was engaged in a conversation with the Mystical Elf about his summer homework. He had asked Yugi to send someone to get his things the day he had awoken. Mahaad had delivered his trunk a few hours ago.
He's already finished his transfiguration homework and was thinking about working on his Care of Magical Creatures homework. He had to choose one of the creatures he had studied the previous year. He was trying to decide between Griffins and Pegasus.
"Which one do you think I should write about Myste?"
"At you school which House are you in?"
"Gryffindor, why?"
"I believe most of your Housemates will be writing about the Griffins. I believe you should do your essay on the Pegasus. It is ultimately your decision Master Harry."
"Why do you, Cel and Mahaad call me master? I'm not. Please don't call me that." Harry pleaded.
"But you are. Master Yugi and Master Yami consider you to be a brother, family. Grandpa Sugoroku has adopted you as his grandson. If you want you can change your surname to Mouto."
"I can? Why did Mr. Mouto adopt me? I need the protection staying at my Aunt provides me."
"That was not protection Master Harry." Myste sighed. "I'll be right back with your lunch."
Leaving the room Myste found Remus, Yugi and Grandpa sitting down to their lunch. Picking up the tray with Harry's lunch on it. A bowl of chicken broth and a bottle of water.
"Grandpa Sugoroku, Remus, Master Yugi. I think the wards around the shop should be explained to Master Harry. He would also like to know why you adopted him." with that said she returned to the guest room.
"Yami can explain the wards better than me. I don't understand what he did anyway. He's still asleep though and I don't want to disturb him just yet." Yugi frowned. "Though I think Mahaad can explain some of what Yami did. Right Mahaad?"
"Of course, Master Yugi, it would be an honour." Mahaad bowed.
"I think I will take my lunch in with Harry. I'm sure you don't need me to supervise."
"When we're done in here I'll take Remus down to the shop and show him where everything is." Yugi chirped before taking a bite from his sandwich.
"And perhaps teach me Duel Monsters." Remus interjected with a soft smile.
"I hope you don't mind me eating in here with you." Sugoroku set his lunch down on the small bedside table before sitting in the ladder back chair beside the bed Harry was confined to.
"No that's fine. Why did you adopt me? I need the protection living with me Aunt provides me." Harry took a slurp of his soup.
"That was not protection Master Harry. The blood wards surrounding your Aunts home were based on love. You would have to love your Aunt and she you in order for them to have any effect." Mahaad explained calmly. "The wards Master Yami and I place around the shop here are complex and based on the Shadows desire to protect the Pharaoh. Master Yami twisted that desire to include his family."
"That explains part of the reason why I adopted you. The other part is simpler. You need a family who will always be there for you no matter what the papers say. We'll take your side every time." Sugoroku smiled cheerily. "Now eat up, wouldn't want to go against the doctors orders now do we."
"Thank you. Myste said I could change my name to Mouto. Can I?" Harry blushed slightly.
"Of course you can! You'll become a Potter-Mouto if you do decide to take our name. If you do there will be some forms for you to sign."
"I'd like that."
"I'll bring them in after lunch. But for now you must eat. You're skin and bones. Myste will have my beard if I keep you from your meal any longer."
"I would never do that to you Grandpa Sugoroku. I would petition Master Yami to do it for me." Myste smiled softly. "Now eat up Master Harry. Mahaad can help you with your Defence homework."
"Me, why me. You are the defence monster." Mahaad slowly started to back up.
"Master Harry's Defence class is Defence Against the Dark Arts and you are a Dark Magician." Myste smiled. "I do not know how Master Harry can defend himself against Dark magic. Only how I defend would not work for him."
"Fine, I'll teach him. It has been awhile since I've had an apprentice." Mahaad sat in a chair he conjured.
"Thank you, Mahaad," Harry smiled.
"No need to thank me, Master Harry. It is an honour to have a student once more."
"Have you finished your lunch Harry?"
"Yes, Sir."
"No, don't sir me. I am your Grandfather and I expect you to call me such." Sugoroku's voice was stern. "Yugi's servants call me Grandpa and so will you. Understood?"
"Yes, Grandpa."
"Try and get some sleep. I'm certain Myste and Koribou will watch over you. You need your strength."
"Severus, my boy, could you take young Harry's gifts and letter to him. The addressing quill wouldn't work and the owls refuse to fly to him." Albus' eyes were twinkling.
"Remove the tracking charms and I will take them to him. If not then I'm sure his new Guardian can find an acceptable school for him." the Potions Master was giving the Headmaster a Death Glare.
"What makes you think there are tracking charms?"
"I know you. Remove them or I go back to brewing potions." Severus didn't budge.
A wave of the Headmaster's wand removed the charms he'd placed upon the packages and letter. Shrinking the packages Snape placed them in a hidden pocket of his robes. Turning to leave after one final glare he swept out of the Headmaster's office, through the halls to the castle grounds. Upon reaching the apparation point outside the school gates he left with a quiet 'pop'.
Entering the Turtle Game Shop the Potions Master noticed Remus and Yugi playing a card game at the front counter.
"Albus has sent me with Potter's letter and the gifts from his friends." Snape was looking particularly sour.
"Remus do you mind watching the shop while I show Mr.--"
"Professor Snape."
"Sorry, Professor Snape into the back to give Harry his gifts?" Yugi chirped, bouncing off his stool.
"I don't mind, Master Yugi. I'm certain Harry would like to see Professor Snape." Remus was smiling, his eyes twinkling.
Snape just glared as he followed Yugi into the apartment over the shop.
//Yugi. Why did you allow me to sleep so long? Someone could have attacked you.//
/I was with Remus the entire time, teaching him how to duel. Grandpa has adopted Harry. Isn't that great, we've got a brother now. I've always wanted a brother. Haven't you/
//You're changing the subject. And yes I have always wanted a brother. Someone to share my responsibilities of Pharaoh with. However, I have you to share them with. It would be nice all the same. //
"Grandpa's in with him right now explaining some things. Yami's awake now if you want to talk to him about that draught." Yugi turned from his inner conversation to look the Potions Master in the eyes.
"I would appreciate the chance to petition for the title and responsibilities of Royal Potions Master." Snape's face was expressionless.
"And why should we grant you the position, Professor Snape?" Yugi's voice had deepened and lost his bounce. His once clear amethyst eyes were now a hard, unforgiving crimson.
Looking to his companion, Snape felt a chill go down his spine. Yugi's eyes resembled those of the Dark Lord, Voldemort.
"I will be brewing potions to save lives. The Naljin Draught, from the research I've done, will be essential in saving the lives of those injured in the war against the Dark Lord."
"The Naljin Draught will only cure those who posses Shadow Magic. All others will die a very slow and tortuous death. There is no way to detect those capable of wielding the Shadows. It will be useless to your cause. There are other Draughts however that could do as you wish." Yami's voice grew cold. "Again I ask why should I grant you the position?"
"I am currently experimenting on a potion which will cure the lycanthropy disease." Snape growled. "I am also searching for a way to cure overexposure to the Cruatious Curse."
"Your desire to help others is commendable. Is there anything else you have forgotten to mention?" Yami's eyes seemed to bore into Snape's soul, demanding nothing less than the truth.
"I am Headmaster Dumbledore's spy amongst the Dark Lord's Death Eaters."
"Do you spy because you were forced to or because it is the right thing to do?" Yami gestured for Snape to enter the guest bedroom effectively ending their conversation.
Allowing Yugi control Yami retreated to his Soul Room to think on Snape's proposition.
