Warning: Contains some spoilers for Harry Potter 6-The Half Blood Prince.

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or Yu-Gi-Oh! …I know, it's not fair!

A/N: (sniffs) you peeps are so wonderful! All those inspiring reviews! I just love all of them!

Bakura: (who is back from the battle he was thrown into with Marik) I still don't get why you people actually read this insignificant story…

Marik: Perhaps they have nothing better to do…

Ryou: Don't be like that you guys. People like fan fiction because it shows the work of different young authors, from different parts of this world, also showing the ideas, and the imagination that they possess! It is quite fascinating, really!

A/N: See? Ryou-chan agrees with me!

Bakura: … who asked him anyway?

Ryou: Just an opinion… (lowers head sadly)

A/N: Awww! Bakura! Look what you did! He's sad! (hugs Ryou)

Ryou: (smiles softly) (blushes)

A/N: AWWW! (Killed by cuteness)

Marik: (shakes head in shame) Ugh… anyway, onto the new chapter.

((Bakura to Ryo))

(Ryou to Bakura)

((Yami to Yugi))

(Yugi to Yami)

Important Note: Oh and before I forget, this chapter might be a bit too Malik-centered, but I promise that this fic will not center in just one character. Every character will have their turn to shine in the spotlight. Thank you for reading!

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Chapter Six

An Inferi?

"Lower that wand Remus; you might poke somebody's eye out with it."

Lupin lowered his wand, taking a look at the one who has spoken. The man standing there was wearing a bowler hat that sheltered his left eye, his face was completely covered in scars—some seemed deeper than others—he was not to tall in height, but he had a rather stern composure for someone his size. Lupin sighed in relief.

"Good God, Mad-Eye, you startled me," Lupin said, smiling a bit cheerfully at the newcomers. There, standing next to Mad-Eye-Moody, was another was standing a witch, with short and spiky, black colored hair, and blue eyes. Next to her, was a semi-tall wizard with greasy, black hair that reached his shoulders, and a hooked nose. For some reason, he twitched his nose a bit at the sight of the Late-Starters (probably the hair, thought Ryou from his Soul Room), but stayed quiet. "What are you doing here?" Lupin asked.

"We came to look for Harry, Ronald Weasley and Hermione Granger," Moody informed, looking at the Late-Starters with his magical eye spinning like crazy. "Have you got any idea of their whereabouts?" Lupin shook his head.

"I'm afraid that I don't," Lupin replied, his smile fading instantly from his face.

"Well… I guess we better return to the Leaky Cauldron then," the witch suggested. Yami kept eyeing these strangers. There was an aura of darkness that the one with the hooked nose emitted, not as powerful as theirs though, but still a bit stronger than the other two individuals that had arrived with him. "By the way, are these the Late-Starters? Wotcher! My name is Tonks!" the witch said.

"Alastor Moody," he said.

"Severus Snape," he replied with a harsh and cold tone.

Yami nodded. "Nice too meet you. I am Ya—Yugi Motou."

(Bakura… be nice and introduce me!) Ryou demanded through his mind-link.

((Make me.))

(Bakura… just do it)

((No.))

(… Why do you always have to make things more difficult that they really are?)

((Because I'm stubborn))

(Yes I noticed… but please, just introduce me… or is that such a difficult task for the great King of Thieves?)

((…))

Bakura scoffed. "Ryou Bakura."

"Malik Ishtar," he said, now able to stand by himself.

"And you must be Seto then, hmm?" Tonks asked Rishid.

"Not quite, I am Malik's brother, Rishid Ishtar. Kaiba is currently at the Leaky Cauldron with his younger sibling." Tonks nodded in comprehension.

"I also suggest that we get going. We have looked everywhere for Potter and his friends, and they're nowhere to be seen," the individual with the greasy hair said. He kept throwing weird glances at the Late-Starters. Lupin just sighed with a bit of frustration.

"I suppose, Severus. But first, let's go to the Leaky Cauldron, perhaps they have arrived, if not, you can go to the Ministry and tell them to throw an urgent search for Harry Potter, while I take Mr. Ishtar to St. Mungo's," Lupin said with a strict tone. Moody raised an eyebrow as he kept looking toward Malik. Malik felt pretty uncomfortable. He could swear that that man was gazing into his soul… and he didn't like it.

"Why would he need any medical attention?" Moody asked, with his eyebrow still raised.

"I don't think we should discuss this here… I'll explain it at the meeting," Lupin said. Moody nodded.

"What meeting?" Malik asked, his curious nature kicking in again.

"Is a meeting of some members of a special… group," Lupin informed him, not wanting to say too much about the Order. Malik looked rather quizzical for a moment. He noticed that these people hide many things from them, and it was getting on his nerves rather quickly. If this place was so dangerous to visit, why didn't they tell them before inviting them here? It is only fair and logical. Rishid also seemed to think likewise, because his eyes narrowed when Lupin said this. If there was something he hated, it was when people hid important things and subjects away from him. Now, how is he going to tell Ishizu that he left their younger brother in a safe place, when he was actually almost killed? He was just an inch from grabbing Malik arm and pulling him back to the airport to fly back to Egypt. He just didn't felt that Malik was safe in this place.

"'Ey, have any of yer found Harry yet?" a deep and gruffly voice asked. Yami, Bakura and Malik turned around, just to face the biggest human being they have ever seen walking toward them, even taller than Kaiba. He had an abundant, black colored, bushy bear, and black eyes. Bakura stared in disbelieve, Malik looked surprise but it was Yami who seemed more shocked, since he was the shortest one of the group.

(… Yami?)

((…))

(… Yami…?)

((… Yes, aibou?)) Yami replied with a somewhat trembling voice.

(… I feel so tiny…)

((Yes… I know… me too…))

"No Hagrid, I'm afraid we haven't," answered Moody to the semi-giant. Hagrid had a look of concern and worry in his eyes. "We will now head toward the Leaky Cauldron to see if they have arrived there with the safety of Harry's Invisibility Cloak, since he knows that he has to carry with that to wherever he goes. Our chances that they are safe are pretty high, Rubeus, so you can calm down," he added. Hagrid looked a bit more eased, but still his eyes watered a bit, as he took out a handkerchief and blew his nose rather loudly. Yami raised an eyebrow at this. So big and intimidating, and apparently, he's as soft as a marshmallow.

"I hope he's al'right…" Hagrid said as he sniffled.

"Don't worry, Hagrid," Lupin said, "I'm sure they're fine." Hagrid nodded softly.

"So… are we going or not?" asked Bakura, who was getting impatient and bored. Lupin nodded toward his direction. Bakura glanced toward Severus. He noticed that he kept throwing glances at them, almost in disgust and repugnance. Bakura frowned. What is it that people have against people with weird hairstyles, damn it! It was not his fault that he was born with white hair! He didn't ask for it! Bakura thought as he glared back at Severus, with his crimson colored eyes. Severus almost flinched, almost, but contained himself. The group of individuals continued to walk toward the Leaky Cauldron, Moody's magical eye spinning like crazy, eyeing his surroundings frantically. Yami looked around as well. They were near to the Leaky Cauldron, and still there was no sign of life in this alley.

"If Harry or his friends are not there, I will contact Dumbledore as soon as possible," Lupin muttered softly. He was rather worried about Harry. With James, Lily and now Sirius also gone, he couldn't let anything happen to Harry, after he promised himself to take care of him.

"Don't worry Remus. Harry is a smart boy, I'm sure he's all right," Tonks said while she glanced at Lupin with a small smile on her face. Lupin smiled back warmly and nodded. Bakura noticed this, and began making gagging noises, noticed only by Malik and Yami, who glared slightly and muttered under his breath 'Immature Tomb Robber…' Moody tapped some bricks in a random order on the brick wall that separated Diagon Alley from the muggle world. The entrance began opening slowly, until it was wide enough for all of them (even Hagrid) to enter. The entered the Leaky Cauldron through the back door of the pub. In there, the Weasleys, including Ron, were sitting on a table drinking butter beer, with Harry and Hermione. Seto Kaiba was on a table not to far away, trying to answer all the questions that his brother was asking him at 110 miles per hour; one of the reasons he didn't like to feed chocolate to Mokuba. Lupin sighed in relief when he saw that Harry and his friends were safe and sound.

"Harry!" Hagrid said, his eyes almost filling with tears again. He headed toward the table that Harry was sitting and hugged him tightly. Of course, what is a 'warm and loving hug' to Hagrid is a 'rib-cracker-strangle' to Harry.

"Hagrid… chocking… not… breathing…" Harry managed to say through the tight embrace Hagrid was giving him. Hagrid let go of him quickly, looking almost embarrassed.

"Sorry Harry," the semi-giant apologized. Harry nodded warmly.

"At least you youngsters are safe, you had us worried," Moody said, sitting down next to Mr. Weasley who was eyeing the strangers. Harry also glanced around to the newcomers. There was a tanned skin individual, with a tattoo on his face. Next to him was a boy around his age with spiky tri-colored hair and crimson eyes that appeared to pierce inside your mind. So that had been the tri-colored hair person he has seen back in Knockturn Alley. There was also a guy with white colored hair, who was looking around the place, smiling a bit mischievously; and there was this tanned skin one with sand colored hair and lavender eyes…

"Oh my God…" was all that Hermione said. Apparently she has also noticed that the one with lavender eyes was the same person who was murdered in Knockturn Alley. Ron eyes widened as his skin palled.

"In-INFERI!" He shouted. Quickly, without thinking twice, Harry took out his wand and pointed it at Malik shouting,

"STUPEFY!" a red beam of light shot out of the tip of Harry's wand and toward Malik as he, Malik, did the first thing that came into his cunning mind: he pulled Bakura in front of him, making the poor King of Thieves take the whole impact. Bakura fell on his knees clutching his chest tightly and breathing a bit agitated. Thank goodness that the Millennium Ring had absorbed most of the impact, if not he probably would have been, well, stupefied… and he really didn't want to be stupid.

"WHAT'S THE BIG IDEA?" Bakura yelled at Malik.

"IT'S NOT MY FAULT THAT EVERYONE WANTS TO KILL ME TODAY!" Malik yelled back at him.

"MAYBE YOU ARE JUST A BAD OMEN!" Bakura said, still clutching his chest.

"BAD OMEN, MY ASS!"

"SILENCE!" Yami said with a demanding voice. Both Malik and Bakura stopped arguing to look at the Pharaoh with a skeptical look. "Stop acting like immature little children for once!"

"Oh… the Pharaoh's irritated…" Bakura said scornfully. Yami just glared. Everyone in the pub present was wearing quizzical looks as they gazed toward them.

"B-but! We just saw you get killed!" Ron said, recuperating his voice, pointing at Malik with a trembling finger. This got the attention of Mr. and Mrs. Weasley.

"Killed?" Ginny asked. Hagrid just stared in shock.

"This is the boy that you saw getting murdered?" Mr. Weasley asked, "Impossible!" Malik was now feeling like some sort of exhibit for tourists. The bushy haired girl was staring at him with a look of astonishment, the male red head couldn't stop rubbing his eyes, and the one with the glasses just looked surprised.

"Well… we'll explain everything after we give him some medical attention…" Lupin said.

"But I'm fine!"

"Malik, you said you would go," Rishid said looking at Malik sternly. Malik just pouted and Bakura snickered.

"Aw, wittle baby got a boo-boo?" Bakura said mockingly.

"Shut up."

"MALIK! YOU'RE ALIVE!" said Mokuba, with an overdose of sugar, which was running toward Malik very quickly. "YOU'RE ALIVE! ALIVE! ALIVE! ALIIIIIIVVVVEEEEEEEE!" he hugged Malik tightly, quite strong for a boy his age. Malik raised an eyebrow at Mokuba's strange behavior. He didn't know the kid liked him this much… or perhaps he was just sugar high… "I was so sad because I thought that you were dead! But now you're here, which means that you are not dead, which means that I didn't have to be sad because you were alive the whole time! But I didn't know that so that was why I was sad because I didn't know that you weren't dead! So because you are alive I can be happy again, yay!" the sugar-high boy said… very fast without stopping to catch some air or anything.

"Whoa… slow down kid," Malik said, looking at the younger Kaiba with a look of surprise. Harry was still staring in incredulity at him. He has been hit with the Killer Curse, he saw it, and now he's standing here, right in front of him, looking as if nothing had happened. Kaiba walked toward Malik, and glared at him slightly.

"Look Ishtar, if you ever make my brother cry like he did again, I swear that you're going to pay!" Kaiba said in a harsh tone. Malik just looked at him with a confused look. How was it his fault that Mokuba had cried? He didn't ask for him to be attacked or anything! Well… though it was his fault that he sneaked into Knockturn Alley... but still…

Malik smirked, "Aww Kaiba, you got worried also? I feel flattered…" Kaiba just glared.

"Don't mess with me, Ishtar," he said to him, sitting down again at the table.

"Ignorant bastard…" Malik muttered softly, only loud enough for Bakura to hear, who smirked impishly.

"I need to go run some errands for the Headmaster," Severus said, speaking for the first time since he had arrived to the pub, and also breaking Harry from thought, who had been standing there, looking into space as if he had lost his soul or something. "If anything else…peculiar… happens, don't hesitate to contact me as soon as possible." Moody nodded in knowledge, as Snape turned around to leave. Yami's eyes narrowed slightly as Snape walked through the exit into the muggle world. He just couldn't put his finger on it, but there was something about that man that he just did not like.

(You ok Yami?) Yugi asked his yami through the mind-link.

((There is something about that man that I just do not trust…))

(Yeah I know what you mean…)

((He has a slightly dark aura, not darker than mine or Bakura's, but slightly darker than any other of the ones here present… well except for that boy…)) Yami said, signaling toward Harry.

(Him?)

((Yes. I feel some kind of dark power emitting from him… but it is not his… it is as if he had his own yami…))

(He has a yami too?)

((I'm not sure, aibou. But there is something rather strange occurring here, and I do not like it))

(…)

((… Aibou?))

(Yeah?)

((Something on your mind?))

(Oh nothing… it's just that I knew that this was going to be one of those 'You Have To Save the World' kind of things…)

((But that is not certain yet, aibou))

(Eh, I have a feeling in the pit of my stomach that it's going to be that way…) Yami couldn't help but to chuckle slightly.

"Tonks and I need to head to the Ministry," Moody said to Lupin. "We need to inform them that there was no one killed in this incident. We don't want too much publicity on these Late-Starters, less on the one who survived the killer curse," he added as he headed toward the exit with Tonks. "Take the boy to St. Mungo's with this emergency Portkey," Moody handed Lupin an old pocket watch, "and contact us as soon as you arrive. We will send an escort of Aurors as soon as possible to escort you back safely to the Burrow when everything is sorted out, alright?" Lupin nodded with the Portkey in his hands as Moody and Tonks exited the pub.

"Are we all going to St. Mungo's?" asked Harry, fixing his glasses.

"No. You will return to the Burrow on the cabs the Ministry provided to us," Mrs. Weasley answered.

"Why not?" Ron asked. Even if he was a bit… scared of these newcomers, he was curious of how that guy had survived.

"Because it's dangerous Ron!" Mr. Weasley said.

"Aw, c'mon! I don't mean to be rude or anything, but Harry, Hermione, and I have faced more dangers in these past 6 years that you have in your whole life!" Ron said, getting a bit mad that they were still treating him as a child. Mr. Weasley stayed quiet.

"Yes—but we are your parents, and we say that you have to stay, and as long as you live under my roof, you will follow my rules, understood?" Mrs. Weasley said firmly. A frown formed on Ron's face, but he just nodded. Harry smiled a bit toward his best friend, making Ron smile back slightly.

"But why won't you people understand that I am just fine?" Malik asked with a tone of annoyance.

"It's just for precaution, Malik," Rishid said. "Maybe you don't feel anything now, but what if later that curse takes effect on you making you sick or something? I won't rest assured until I am sure that you are well." Malik's expression softened a bit. Ok… maybe a short visit to the doctor won't hurt, thought Malik.

"Why do you all come to the Burrow with us, and let Lupin take Malik to St. Mungo's, hmm?" asked Mr. Weasley nicely, smiling warmly to them.

"I appreciate your offer," Rishid said, bowing his head a bit, in a manner of respect, "but I shall accompany Malik to this Hospital." Mr. Weasley nodded in comprehension.

"Yes, I knew you would like to come," Lupin said, "but the rest of you should go to the Burrow with the Weasleys. They will take good care of you."

((Oh great… now they think we're some sort of little kids or something.))

(Bakura, they are just worried for our wellbeing) Ryou said through the mind-link.

((We can take care of ourselves! Don't you think that I, who has wondered all over the deserts of Egypt alone, who has stolen more tombs and treasures than Ali Baba and his forty thieves, who almost took over Egypt and who almost possessed all 7 Millennium Items, am quite able to take care of myself?))

(… no not really. You would cause mayhem if you're not under supervision...)

((Well… is not my fault that trouble follows me wherever I go.))

(… right.)

"I think it is for the best," Yami said, with his arms crossed. Bakura glared at him.

"Fine, I'll play along too." He said.

"Well, you can do whatever you want. I've had enough! I'm going back home. I'm a busy man and I do not have time for this—this foolishness!" Kaiba said sternly, "C'mon Mokuba, we're going back home!" he added, grabbing the younger Kaiba by the wrist sternly, but softly.

"But Seto—"

"No buts, Mokuba. I'm sick and tired of this place!" Seto said, looking down to his brother, "in every turn there is a bad guy ready to pounce on us and kill us! If there is anything that I loathe more than Yugi's friendship speeches--" Yami frowned at this, "—is to feel threatened! I'm calling a chopper here to pick us up," Kaiba said, taking out his cell phone.

"Kaiba! Don't be a fool! You know that if you leave your going to miss the opportunity of a lifetime! You can't just leave!" Yami said to Kaiba, as he turned his back to leave.

"Oh yeah? Watch me," Kaiba began heading toward the door of the pub.

"Well, do as you want Kaiba, we won't stop you," Bakura said, grinning scornfully at Kaiba, "but you know… the Death Eaters might have seen you; and if they did, they might follow you wherever you go," Bakura added. Seto stopped on his tracks to listen to what Bakura was saying. "Think about it. You're about 17 years-old genius. You run a multi-billionaire company, and you skipped five years of school in Hogwarts, starting your first year in Hogwarts in the sixth year. The Death Eaters will be all over your ass if you leave."

Kaiba looked at Bakura with a raised eyebrow, "What makes you think so?" Kaiba said, not wanting to lose an argument.

Bakura approached Seto and threw an arm over his shoulder in a friendly way, "Kaiba, Kaiba, Kaiba… I'm a thief! I KNOW about this stuff," he whispered to him. Kaiba couldn't argue with that.

"What about Mokuba? Who will look after him while I am in this... school?" Kaiba asked.

"I'm sure Yugi's grandfather can look after Mokuba, Kaiba" Yami said, with his arms crossed.

"Err—why do you refer to yourself as a third person?" Hermione asked Yami, with an eyebrow raised. Yami stared at her dumbfounded for a moment, but quickly regained his composure. Bakura couldn't help but to laugh at the Pharaoh's carelessness.

"… English isn't my native language," he answered with a severe glance that sent shivers down Hermione's spine. She didn't argue with that answer. Kaiba glanced toward Yami. His frown narrowed even more, but he nodded toward them.

"Fine, I will attend this school. As soon as you can Yugi, contact your grandfather and tell him that he is going to move into my mansion for the time being," Kaiba said.

"Move into your mansion?" Yami asked.

"If your grandfather is going to watch over Mokuba, is better if he watches him with the help of the highest security system in the nation," Kaiba added. Yami nodded and Mokuba smiled widely.

Lupin approached Malik with the pocket watch in his hands. "We're leaving now. Place at least a finger in this watch, and we'll arrive to St. Mungo's faster than you can say Wingardium Leviosa (sp?)."

Malik looked at him with a confused look, but placed his index finger in the Portkey, and so did Rishid; and as soon as they both did, the Portkey activated. Before the eyes of the others standing in the pub, the three of them vanished in midair.

"Wow… they just disappeared," Mokuba said, staring aghast at the spot where they were once standing.

"Not quite, they were just transported to another place, with the help of the Portkey," Mr. Weasley answered.

"Well, we also should get going," Mrs. Weasley said, "I want to leave before the place gets crowded with Aurors. Pick your things up, I'll call the cabs."

-O-O-O-

Malik was annoyed. That's right, annoyed. He had a massive headache; since it had been the first time he traveled by a Portkey. His head was still spinning. He was right now on the fourth floor, Spell Damage (Unliftable Jinxes, hexes, and incorrectly applied charms, etc.) laying on a Hospital bed, next to a man that was holding a bucket, who apparently had been hit with a charm that was making him speak backwards, and on top of that, every time he said a full sentence, he burped loudly, making leeches come out of his mouth and splatter every where, though sometimes they fell inside the bucket he was holding. Malik was utterly disgusted; and Rishid wasn't there with him either. He was outside talking with the doctor… or Healer, like they call them in the magical world, with Lupin. Why didn't they understand that he was just fine? All right, maybe a little sore… but nothing too serious. He always made sure to walk around suspicious areas with a magic shield made out of Shadow Magic that was able to protect him from surprise attacks, like the one he had on Knockturn Alley. You can never be too careful. Just then, as the man next to him burped loudly and broke him out of thought, the door of the room opened, revealing Lupin, Rishid and the Healer that was going to attend him

"Good day, Mr. Ishtar. My name is Augustus Pye (1), and I will be attending you in behalf of Hippocrates Smethwyck, the Healer-in-Charge (2), and the specialist in Spell Damage," said the Healer. He looked around his mid twenties, tall, short brown-hair, a few freckles on his face, that gave him a rather friendly look, midnight blue eyes, and he wore glasses. "What I have been informed about you its quite unusual. This Hospital has never encountered with someone who has been hit with the Avada Kedavra, better known as the Killer curse, and live."

"Uh-huh, yeah, nice too meet you. Can I go now?" Malik said, with an annoyed look. Augustus shook his head.

"My apologies, Mr. Ishtar, but you cannot leave this Hospital until we are sure that you are all right," the Healer answered. Malik just groaned.

"Fine… what are you going to do to me then?"

"We are just going to check if there is some… leftovers of the Killer Curse in your body, with this potion. Drink it, if you please," Augustus said, handing him a silver cup with a red-orange, bubbly potion. Malik took it and sniffed the potion, screwing his face at the bad smell.

"What the hell is this potion made of! It smells worse than camel breath!" Malik said, pulling the potion far from his face.

"Trust me, you're better off without knowing…" Lupin said, talking for the first time since he arrived to the room. Another loud burp was heard from the man next to Malik, making a leech fall on top of Rishid's semi-bald head. He took the leech and looked at it in disgust, throwing it aside. Malik looked a bit disgusted again, but he pulled the silver cup closer to his mouth, he squeezed his nose, to taste less the potion. He drank the whole thing quickly, screwing his face in the process.

"DAMN! THIS TASTES LIKE SHI—" just then, he stopped yelling when purple-ish, almost black smoke came out of both of his ears. When the smoke ceased, Malik face again as he hurled some liquid that was the same color of the smoke that came out of his ears. Malik blinked two times, and looked toward the Healer confusedly. Both Lupin and Rishid couldn't help but to chuckle at Malik's confused expression. Though, the Healer looked a bit more serious.

"Well doctor?" Rishid asked Augustus as soon as he stopped chuckling. "Are there any leftovers of this Killer Curse?"

"Well, I'm not sure…" the Healer said, examining the smoke that was now a dark purple liquid on Malik's cup. "It doesn't look like residuals of the Killer Curse—per se—though, I'm positive that it is Dark Magic." Malik looked at the Healer in a 'Hell, Duh!' way. Of course it was Dark Magic! How do you think that he survived the Killer Curse if it wasn't with the help of his Millennium Rod?

"Dark Magic you say?" Lupin asked, scratching his chin. "Should we worry?"

"No not really… most people posses Dark Magic in them without even knowing," the Healer answered. "Since there isn't much to worry about, I suppose I could let you go tomorrow, first thing in the morning."

"But why not now?" Malik asked.

"Because I think that you should be watched overnight, in case some secondary effects show up while you sleep," he answered; Malik rolled his eyes.

"Fine…"

"You should consider yourself lucky," said the Healer, "you see that man next to you? He was accidentally jinxed when he was trying to use a charm to make himself be able to speak Swedish. The spell backfired and caused this. That's why I always say: 'If you are not sure how a charm is, better don't do it at all.' Oh well, at least the leeches come out, and don't go up to his brain to suck on it, eh?" Malik stared at him dumfounded.

"… Right."

"Very well then, I shall inform the others at the Burrow," Lupin said, smiling widely and leaving the room.

"Well, this is not what I expected to see when I arrived to England…" Malik said, laying back, as the Healer left the room to attend other patients.

"Well, who told you to go sneaking around a dark alley?" Rishid said, sitting down on a chair next to his bed.

"Point taken…"

"Don't worry, it is just one night," Rishid said, smiling warmly toward his younger brother. Malik smiled back. He didn't want to admit it, but he was glad that he had a brother like Rishid, that was always making sure that he was well and healthy. Ok, sometimes it gets a bit annoying, but he must admit… he likes the attention.

And the man burped loudly once more, making at least ten leeches land on Malik's sand colored hair.

A lot of yelling was heard afterwards.

-O-O-O-

(1) Augustus Pye: Trainee Healer. First appearance in Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix, p. 487. There wasn't a description, so I described the way I thought he would look. He didn't have any verbal action in the book what-so-ever.

(2) Hippocrates Smethwyck: Healer-in-Charge. First appearance in Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix, p. 487. He didn't have any verbal action in the story either

A/N: Darn… it has been a while since I last updated… sorry! My computer got fixed, but I still haven't got my surgery yet. I'm having it December 5th. I'm sure that you want for them to arrive to Hogwarts soon. Don't worry, by chapters 9-10, they will be heading toward Hogwarts. Oh well, here are the thanks to the reviewers!

Kikyo's Killer

Bakura: Man, isn't she cool! She cussed! She cussed!

Ryou: Um… thank you for reviewing last chapter. Yes, I don't like it either when a story is left on a cliff—

Marik: Yeah, yeah, thank you for reviewing, please review again. (rolls eyes)

Darkrose Dragonkin

Ryou: Oh, but it's just ethical to thank someone when they've done something nice! (smiles)

Bakura: (rolls eyes) Ethics make me wanna puke.

Ryou: Err… never mind him! (smiles sheepishly)

Marik: Ah, yeah… Malik has always been stubborn like that… like when I sent him to the Shadow Realm… oy…

Bakura: Feh, thanks for reviewing, review this chapter also and you get to see us being obligated to thank people we don't even know, for no pay what-so-ever.

Kawaiilover300

Ryou: (laughs) You're quite welcome! Please keep reviewing! It's nice to have more reviewers!

Bakura: And annoying…

Ryou: Bakura!

Marik: heh… anyway, thanks for reading.

Yugisweetheart

Marik: What? Glad too see more of them? I would like to see the three of them driven to insanity in the deeps of the Shadow Realm! (laughing maniacally)

Ryou: … (gets away from him slowly)

Bakura: Hmm… maybe I should send you again to the Shadow Realm! To see what happens!

Ryou: BAKURA NO!

Bakura: Aw, c'mon! For old times sake! (smiles sadistically)

Ryou: NOOOO! (runs away)

Marik: Thank you for reviewing and reading last chapter. (runs after Ryou too)

Seto's Girl 2004

Seto: (who magically appears in here with the help of my super awesome Millennium Plushie of d00m) (is wearing a towel around his waist, decorated with Blue Eyes White Dragons with a rubber BEWD on his hand) Oh yes, someday we will find a way to defeat Yugi! And yes, we both shall rule the world with the help of mutated broccoli! MWAHAHAHAHA-AAAAHHH! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING IN MY BATHROOM?

Bakura:… mutated broccoli? (snickering)

A/N: Hey Seto! We brought you here to thank one of your fans personally!

Seto: I WAS TAKING A BATH, FOR GOD'S SAKE!

A/N:… so?

Seto: SO? WHAT DO YOU MEAN 'SO'?

A/N: Thank her already!

Seto: NO!

A/N: (takes flamethrower out and aims it at the rubber BEWD) THANK HER!

Seto: (angry, but concerned for his dear BEWD's life) Thank you for reading and reviewing this story. Please, review this chapter as well.

Peter Kim

Bakura: Heh… I like the way you think.

Marik: Me too, all of those are excellent suggestions! (smiles deviously)

Ryou: I don't know… making somebody be your mind slave isn't very nice…

Bakura: Who asked you?

Ryou: (pouts)

Seto: (still on a towel) Well, thank you for making us endure this torture—I mean—for reading and reviewing. Please review again.

Pointe master

Bakura: Yeah! She did! She needed to focus a lot more on me! Why waste your times with simple mortals, when you can enjoy my—(gets hit on the head by a mallet) OW! What was that for!

A/N: I dunno… maybe because it has been a while since I used this on you! (smiles)

Marik: You know what I like about you, pointe master? You enjoy other people's suffering… and you know what I dislike? That WE are the ones suffering and YOU are ENJOYING it!

Seto: Welcome to my world.

Ryou: Err—right. Anyway, thank you very much for reviewing and reading this story! Review this chapter as well, please!

Axel the Nekko

Ryou: Wow! What a long review! You surely like to make the writers feel rather proud with their work!

Seto: Hey… it's the guy with no life again.

Bakura: Oh yeah, long, dull, and random.

Marik: (shrugs) whatever.

Ryou: Oh c'mon you guys! You've got to admit, he surely writes a lot on his reviews! And every time he writes, he makes the authoress feel nice and proud of her work! (smiles nicely)

Bakura: Well maybe it does, but he's still dull and random too.

Seto: And for me, anyone who actually takes time to read these so-called 'stories' have no life.

A/N: (shakes head) Don't pay attention to those three…

Ryou: Yeah, they're always like that. Anyway, thank you for reviewing and reading! Review this one too, please!

Himitsu

Ryou: I dislike cliffhangers as well. But it is a way to keep people reading a story!

Bakura: I knew it! There are subliminal messages in theses stories that make people come back for more!

Seto:… subliminal messages?

Marik:… right.

Bakura: If you are reading this, stop reading these stories! THEY WILL COMSUME YOUR BRAIN!

Ryou: Umm… please excuse us for Bakura's odd… behavior. Thank you for reading and reviewing!

Tsurishi Karandengu

Ryou: Yes… about that…

A/N: Let me answer this one. Yes I'm sorry for not updating in such a long time, but it's been rather a long and difficult year for me. I'll try my best to update this story at least once monthly.

Bakura: (mutters) if we don't run away first…

Ryou: Thank you for reviewing!

ShadowFire2

A/N: Hey Seeettooo! Another fan for you!

Seto: Hmm… well yeah, that Malfoy creep is asking for a beating... (smiles evilly)

A/N: (points at Seto's BEWD boxers) (whistles)

Seto: … Would you stop that?

A/N: Um… maybe.

Seto: Good Lord… anyway, thank you for the compliment on my brother, though I preffer to see him happy, not upset… or hyper for the matter. Once again, thank you for reviewing and reading this story.

Earthpaw

Ryou: Well, I'm not very happy with her hurting one of my friends either, but that's life. (smiles)

Bakura: I'm not happy with it either… HE SHOULD HAVE STAYED DEAD!

Marik: I agree.

Seto: Me too. (nods)

Ryou:.. nice friends, huh? Well, thank you for reading and reviewing!

A/N: I was going to add Yami's prank on this chapter, but it turned to be a lot longer that I anticipated, so Yami's pranks is for next chapter, hopefully. I might take a while on the update of the next chapter. Anyway, thank you!