Yugi woke up to see a familiar face.

Bakura.

Old memories of how the Thief King acted around him surfaced, and he backed away. Only to wince as the pain from earlier made itself known.

Bakura went to the door and yelled "He's awake!"

Ryou, Marik, Harry and a few people he didn't know came in. One appeared to be a nurse.

"You've been out for nearly two days," Harry informed him.

"Ow..."

The nurse gave him a smoking vial, and he knew he had to drink it. He grimaced at the taste, because frankly Yami's attempts at cooking tasted better.

On the plus side, the pain was starting to go away.

Then he entered. The man with the black eyes. Yugi winced, and everyone noticed.

"Relax Yugi, he's on our side."

"He was there."

"Who do you think knocked you out?" asked the man.

"He also lead us straight to you while Harry kept that snake bastard busy," said Bakura.

It took a few days for Yugi to be able to walk, let alone leave the room. Every day he drank the foul tasting potions just so he could get over the experience.

While he had been kidnapped before, at least the people hadn't tortured him to the extent the snake man did. He seemed to enjoy causing pain.

When he finally left the room, he ran right into Harry talking to a Charmer.

It appeared to be Hiita.

"Oh, you're out?"

Hiita bowed to him, but Yugi was so used to this he bowed back without thinking.

"Is this your Ka beast?" asked Yugi, interested.

"Actually all the Charmers are. We came up with a specific list of conditions that I have to fulfill to bring one out."

"At this point, only Dharc has been able to come out properly. They banned him from summoning me whenever he gets in a mood," said Hiita amused.

Yugi looked at Harry, who shrugged.

"I found out that I'm a closet pyro. They have locked away anything flammable weeks ago."

"You know the Thief King. He'll find it and give it to you for a good laugh."

"Which reminds me. We're getting some new recruits from Beauxbatons soon. One of them is guaranteed to give us all a laugh," said Harry.

"Why?"

Harry's smirk reminded him painfully of Bakura.

"Because she happens to be Ryou's twin sister Amane. Who just graduated from school early."

Ryou was on pins and needles. It would be the first time in ten years that he had seen his sister. He wondered how she would react to his boyfriend.

When the door opened, revealing a female version of Ryou (she looked somewhat more feminine than he had during the poker game Bakura roped them into, to his relief) Marik had to keep a hold on his shoulder to keep him from squishing her in a hug.

"Ryou!"

He smiled, and it was to his amusement that she crushed him into hug.

Amane gave him a look, then she saw Marik.

"Now Ryou, who is this eye candy, and why are you blushing?"

Ryou winced. Trust a twin to pick up on that.

"Amane...this is Marik Ishtar...my boyfriend."

"Funny, I always pegged you for an angel, not a fairy," she quipped.

Bakura let out a bark of laughter. She wasn't that far off. Harry stepped out of the shadows, and she squealed.

"Cousin Harry! Fluer told me so much about you!"

"You know Fluer?"

"Know her, want to hex her hair a garish pink, and totally jealous she's already getting married to an awesome guy," answered Amane.

Harry laughed.

"You should have seen the look on her face when I told her that I was your cousin. She about flipped!" snickered Amane.

It was then that the twins popped in. And grinned evilly.

"Ryou, why didn't you tell us you had an identical twin?" asked Gred.

"Because then you two idiots would have wanted to corrupt my poor sister," retorted Ryou.

"Too late. I have the biggest porn collection in the school," she told him.

The look on his face at that was so funny that Bakura snapped several pictures. Marik was already cackling like a hyena.

"Are you serious?"

"She's not Sirius, I am! Hello Amane!" said Sirius amused.

"That was a horrible pun, and I was only half joking. To be frank, I have the second biggest. And I lead the hentai highway at Beauxbatons," she said flatly.

Harry cracked up.

"And you're still my favorite cousins!" he cackled.

"What about those idiots in Surrey?" asked Amane. Unlike the other people of the magical community, she had bothered to look him up in a muggle directory.

"Can be killed by Death Eaters for all I care," said Harry bluntly.

Amane winced.

"That bad?"

"Worse than you can imagine. Feel free to hex the old man on sight."

Much to the shock of Ryou, but not to Bakura, Amane was a natural conduit for the shadow realm.

When Ryou actually asked his darker side, Bakura explained why he knew she would have the same ability.

"Twins are essentially a soul that has been split into two naturally. Because you were born to be my missing lighter half, she ended up becoming a shadow mage as well. Without the Millennium Items to awaken her natural powers over shadows, they remained sealed until now," shrugged Bakura.

Amane was too busy playing with her Ka beasts to pay attention. Because of her special soul (being the twin to the reincarnation of the Thief King had it's perks) she had two Ka beasts.

Ebon Magician Curran and White Magician Pikeru.

It didn't take long for her to get used to summoning, and she had soon moved on to powering up her beasts to their 'Princess' forms.

Much to the horror of her more genteel brother, Amane was still in her rebellious phase of her life. Where he was a genteel albino who hated violence, she was a punk goth that looked disturbingly like the female version of Bakura, only less bloodthirsty and likely to set fire to random people.

And for reasons Marik didn't like to think about, she kept grabbing his ass. If she wasn't his boyfriend's twin, he would have stabbed her by now.

As it was, Ishizu found the whole thing downright hilarious. She looked at it as revenge for all the pranks Marik had played on her since he managed to get his darkness under control.

Yami arrived in England, and he was on the warpath. While the atmosphere had lightened since Harry had returned and took a strong offense against the Death Eaters, it was still rather bleak.

And the thirty Death Eaters who had learned about the King of Games being out in the open would never live to tell the tale of the battle.

The Dark Magician didn't like that his King was acting so ruthless, but until the Prince was found, he would remain as cold as the Thief King before Ryou managed to calm him down.

Besides, the men who had attacked them had killed innocent bystanders, so they couldn't be very pleasant people to begin with.

Yami used his Puzzle to hone in on his Hikari. The only issue was that it lead him to an odd neighborhood missing the twelfth house.

He was about to blast the place with pure Shadow magic when a house appeared. With Bakura looking at him very annoyed.

"Get in here already. The brat has been bouncing off the walls for hours now!" he snapped.

Yami glared at Bakura. As far as he was concerned, this was all his fault.

"Yami!"

The King of Games relaxed when Yugi barreled into him. He looked a little worse for wear, but he assumed it was because of Bakura and Malik.

Yami did a double take when he saw 'Ryou' sitting at the table talking to his hikari.

"Dear Ra, what did you do to your hikari thief?" asked Yami in horror.

Bakura followed his line of sight, and managed to keep from cackling like a hyena. This would be highly amusing to watch, if Yami couldn't see the fact that 'Ryou' had breasts!

Amane looked at Yami, then glared at him. He had interrupted a discussion of magic with Yugi.

Harry was in the shadows, with a camera hiding under his cloak. He knew Bakura would want doubles!

"Ryou, what the hell happened to you? Did Bakura brainwash you or something?" asked Yami in concern.

Yami obviously didn't realize Yugi had noticed the mistake, and was trying very, very hard not to giggle. 'Ryou' continued to ignore Yami.

When Yami touched 'Ryou', he got the shock of a lifetime when 'Ryou' threw him on the table, and had one of Bakura's knives at his throat.

(Bakura had agreed to teach Amane how to defend herself, since the defense classes at her school were very basic at best. Right now she was on knives.)

"My name is not Ryou, and if you touch me again I will give you another hole to breath out of," she snarled.

Yami looked at Bakura, who was on the floor, doubled over in laughter.

"Thief, how did you turn your hikari into a female?" he asked slowly.

Then his face turned poleaxed when the real Ryou walked in, wondering what his dark side had gotten into this time. Yami only just realized that someone was snapping an old camera in the room.

"Amane, leave Yami alone," said Ryou amused.

Yugi was joining Bakura on the floor, cracking up at the shocked horror on Yami's face.

Harry completed the shocked horror on Yami's face when he came out from under the cloak, cackling.

"This is even funnier than that poker game you roped us into!" snickered Harry.

"Dear Bast, did you see your face?" said Bakura, who had laughed himself into wraith form.

Sirius spewed his drink all over Yami, mainly because he had never seen Bakura in wraith form.

"How the hell did you do that?"

"Hm? Oh this? Shadow magic can turn the darkness of a select few corporeal. Allows us to live our own lives without dragging our lighter halves into some of our more dangerous exploits. Took us months to figure out how to do it properly."

"Then how do you...?" asked Sirius, not understanding it.

"Let me rephrase that. Shadow Magic makes us solid. But it requires absolute control. If we lose control for too long, we revert to spirit form. Annoying really."

(Now will you people quit asking me why I write as if they have their own bodies?)

It took Yami three days to get used to the fact that there was a female Ryou who acted a little too much like Bakura. And another week for him to get over the fact that Yugi had been tortured...though that was completely Ishizu's fault for being unable to lie to the Pharaoh.

(Bakura had, with Yugi's permission, blocked any memory of the event. It was the only way to keep the poor kid from screaming out at night.)

After that, no one wanted to deal with the Pharaoh.

"Explain to me again why the damn Pharaoh is coming with us on a raid?" whined Malik.

"Because Harry said he would...accidentally...set the bastard's hair on fire?" smirked Bakura.

Oh yes, Yami had not made a good impression on Harry, particularly when he learned it was the boy's own arch enemy who had tortured Yugi in the first place.

He also had the most annoying habit of comparing Yugi to Harry. While the similarities between the two hadn't been lost on the others, the fact that Yami apparently couldn't get it through his head that no one was willing to act like he was god on earth had gotten on everyone's nerves.

Even Hermione, who had put up with Ron for four years (before she finally popped him hard in the mouth, dislodging three teeth in the process) found the man grating.

It was Bill who finally shut Yami up...by pulling something that normally only Bakura would do. (More like could do.)

He hit Yami with a rather nasty Egyptian curse that would refuse to go away for four whole days, if he survived, and being in wraith form didn't help at all.

Harry went in second, much to the amusement of Bakura and Malik. After listening to his narcissism for two weeks, no one had told him about Harry's tendency to go into raids with as many flammable liquids as possible.

And somehow Yugi had tricked Yami into using hair spray to keep his distinct star shaped hair flat. Which it did, to a point.

Right as Yami was getting into the swing of using the Dark Magician's magical blasts...he started screaming. His head was on fire!

Mahado (Dark Magician) took one look at the spectacle before managing to summon water. It left him severely drained.

And, to the relief and amusement of the trio (no one dared to go on a raid if Bakura, Malik or Harry was going, let alone all three) Voldemort appeared and sealed Yami in the Shadow Realm before he could blink.

(In case you were wondering, Yugi had the Puzzle at the moment. Which meant Yami didn't have that to protect him.)

Probably why Voldemort blinked repeatedly to the sound of Harry and the others cheering. Bakura and Malik went away, leaving Voldemort to duel Harry, as was usual at this point.

Harry smirked in unholy glee as he prepared to take the rest of Voldemort's life points. There was no way that bastard was escaping a third time!

Then Voldemort displayed his rather irritating luck of playing a card that forced the duel to end in a draw...again! Harry swore rather impressively (Bakura was a very bad influence on him, as he had the largest arsenal of swear words around) as the Shadows vanished and Voldemort left with a loud crack.

Bakura and Malik stayed well out of the range of Harry's fireballs as he vented his frustration of not being able to kill the bastard. They didn't think to ask how the boy found a way to toss such disturbingly large balls of flame using pure shadow magic.

Seeing the look on Harry's face when they returned, no one questions when Bakura and Malik grabbed him and frogmarched him up the stairs to their room. If they couldn't wear him out so he wouldn't kill someone, then they were trying hard enough.

So the fact that none of them came down until breakfast the next day came as little surprise. Though to the shock of the house, it was Bakura and Malik who came down looking worn out, not Harry. He was barely limping.

On the plus side, Harry didn't look homicidal anymore!