"Japanese" (Only used when speaking Japanese in a usually English speaking setting)
'Thoughts/Mindlink'
"Normal speak/English."
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Over the course of the next couple days, the group was continuously in contact. The various members of the group had different responses to asking if Harry could be adopted into their families. The group was currently meeting in the Orchard behind the burrow. Ron's house was surprisingly the easiest for everyone to get to. The Topic of discussion was, naturally their current predicament. They were spread out around a small part of the orchard as they had said discussion.
"I haven't asked mum yet." Ron admitted he was lying on his back in the grass. "But, I don't think we can. I mean, Mum and Dad would do it, without a second thought. But," Ron sighed and shook his head. "But I don't think it's a good idea. I'd love to have you come live with us mate, I really would." He assured Harry as he rolled over onto his stomach.
"It's fine." Harry interrupted from his perch on one of the low hanging tree branches. "I get it. There are plenty of reasons. Money and room is mostly an issue right? It's what the Dursley's always complain about." Harry explained, when he saw that most of the group were surprised he had known. He was rather enjoying his 'birds-eye view'.
Ron nodded; he seemed embarrassed to admit that those were the main problems. "Otherwise, I'd ask mum and she'd say yes in a heartbeat. Even if she didn't believe what I told her about your relatives, I'm sure she'd say yes in a heartbeat if you asked her." Ron sighed rolling over a second time so that he was on his back again, watching the clouds move in the sky.
Neville sighed and slumped against the tree trunk he was sitting against. "I'd ask Gran, but. . . I'm a little scared too..." He admitted sheepishly. "We have more than enough room at the manor, and money isn't an issue. But, just asking Gran if she would, is a pretty scary idea. I don't really want to be in the room when she finds out how Harry's been treated this summer alone. . ." Neville's Grandmother was a scary woman, even when she wasn't angry.
Hermione was sitting with her legs crossed under Harry's tree, the spot was shady and she had a book propped open in her lap. "I'll ask my mum and dad when I get the chance. But that would mean admitting that I sneaked out. . ." Hermione frowned and closed her book as she thought. "I suppose if I made it seem like I had heard it from one of you, then I could tell them. . . My house had a spare room that you could have Harry." Hermione added. "That is if they say yes and when I get the chance to ask. . ."
Ryou sighed he was lying on his stomach and watching everyone. He realized that now would be a good time to add in his own two cents. "I hate to say it. But it would appear that I may be the best option. Though my father is rarely home, I can probably send him a letter explaining the situation. I'm sure he would, after some convincing, agree to take Harry in." Ryou said. Though he honestly wasn't as sure as he sounded, he knew that it was better than the other options besides going to live with Seto in Japan. And Ryou had a feeling Harry would want to stay here and not have to move to a new and unfamiliar place.
Speaking of moving, Ryou was aware that if he hadn't been able to stay at Hogwarts, his father had planned to move to Japan. Domino City to be exact, except Ryou had not had any problems at Hogwarts. The Spirit hadn't caused any trouble the entire previous year. Which had surprised him, but he was grateful. Ryou really liked Hogwarts.
"Well, that's it then. Whoever can get their Guardian to say yes first ends the first gains a whole other problem. Gaining Custody won't be easy." Yugi pointed out, he was sitting against the same tree as Neville.
"Unless we make a decent case and wage war against the Wizarding court ourselves rather then get them involved..." Seto mused he was the only one standing, leaning against a tree with his arms crossed. He somehow managed to make that position look comfortable; they lapsed into silence while he thought.
"Alright I've had enough of all this serious talk!" Ron declared, breaking the silence after a few minutes as he rolled onto his stomach again. "Let's play some Quidditch!" Ron grinned, getting to his feet in excitement.
Soon Ron, Seto, Yugi and Harry were up in the air playing a mock game of Quidditch. Harry and Ron were on one team, and Seto and Yugi were on the other. Ryou, Hermione, and Neville who preferred to keep their feet grounded decided to instead play duel monsters. Neville and Ryou dueled first, and the winner would duel Hermione.
It was a perfect day to do these things, the sun was out, it wasn't too hot, and the weather showed no sign of changing. They could, and would, remain out there for hours, forgetting their problems and having fun. Something they felt they didn't get to do as often as they could.
Harry had been staying with Ryou for almost a week now, their Hogwarts letters had come, and they planned on going to Daigon Alley with everyone by Floo Powder from the burrow. This would happen on Saturday, it was currently Thursday.
Harry almost didn't want to get out of bed that morning. The guest bed at Ryou's house was a hundred times more comfortable them the half-broken on the Dursley's had given him. But sunlight streamed though the mahogany colored curtains and into his face. Making falling back asleep all but impossible. He sighed and opened his eyes; he couldn't see almost anything without his glasses. But he didn't really need to at this point. He simply stared at the white painted ceiling for a moment as he debated whether or not to get up.
Eventually he realized that lying in bed was going to get him nowhere, he reached over to the bedside table and groped for his glasses. It took him a moment to find them, but it didn't take long for him to put them on.
The room came into view, Harry tossed off the white bed sheet he had been sleeping under and slid out of bed. He looked around the room, the carpet was a light tan color and there was a wooden dresser in one corner, and a desk off to the side. His trunk stood at the foot of the bed.
He opened it and pulled out a pair of the black pants normally worn with his school uniform and an oversized navy blue tee shirt. He put on the new cloths rather than walk around in the oversized hand me down pajama's he had been previously wearing. He wasn't stupid enough to bother with trying to tame his hair.
Harry left the room, wondering if Ryou was even awake yet. It was rather early for a summer morning; some part of him doubted his friend would be awake, even if Ryou didn't seem like the type to sleep in late on any day.
So he was both surprised and unsurprised to find Ryou already awake, and cooking something when he entered the kitchen to fix himself something to eat. Ryou was dressed in jeans and comfortable looking blue and white striped tee shirt. The other Gryffindor smiled at him. "Moring Harry." He greeted cheerily, before turning back to the eggs cooking on the stove.
"Need some help there?" Harry asked, a bit hopefully. He liked cooking, years of cooking for the Dursley's had also made it a habit he was sure he wasn't going to kick any time soon. Besides, cooking was calming, and the ocean decorated walls of the kitchen did nothing but help the feeling of calm.
Ryou nodded. "Help yourself, I can't promise there will be much left though. We'll have to go to the store later." Ryou commented, and for some reason Harry felt as though that comment wasn't directed at him.
Harry looked through the cupboards and fridge before grinning. "How dose Pancakes to go with those eggs sound?" He asked over his shoulder as he reached for the carton of eggs. There was, luckily just enough of them left for what he had in mind.
"Sounds fantastic, I generally buy the frozen kind." Ryou smiled a little as he broke the yoke and began to scramble the eggs. He only half listened to the sounds of Harry gathering what he would need. Ryou let the eggs set for a moment before pulling a kettle out of the cupboard next to the sink. He turned around to fill it with water and stopped short. Ryou watched as Harry cracked one of the eggs with a fluid, easy motion of one hand while the other measured out flour. Ryou shook his head and went back to his original task. He filled up the kettle with water and put it on the stove to boil.
Harry grinned as he started mixing his pancake batter. "Good Idea. Breakfast just isn't breakfast without tea is it?" he joked.
Ryou laughed and nodded in agreement, the rest of the time it took to make breakfast was spent in companionable silence.
Note!
And there's the next chapter. I would have had it out earlier today, but I got distracted. ^_^ I can't wait to write these next two chapters!
There's going to be a lot more Ryou in the future I promise you that!
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