After 54 hours without electricity, due to a heavy windstorm which actually blew part of the roof from the barn I have been doing nothing but working on this chapter, which includes the detention with Draco. I really didn't know what to do with the chapter at all and I think it feels a bit like a fill-up chapter which is one of the reasons it's short.
Anyway, with the next chapter we will be moving on away from Yugi introduction to the wizarding world and Hogwarts to the Hog's Head which is a chapter I've been really looking forward to. The problem is only that I don't think I'll be having much time to write until after New year and perhaps no even then. I have just gotten my own skii equipment and as soon as the weather gets steady I believe I will be living on the slopes.

Anyway, enjoy!


What had happened during Umbridge's inspection of History of Magic went through the castle faster than anyone would have held for possible. How Umbridge had attacked a teacher and how that teacher had challenged her to a game and left her cowering on the ground everyone knew, how it all had happened was very vague since students added and removed things to make it sound more spectacular.

Alternate versions of what happened reached Severus Snape throughout the remainder of the day. The first version he overheard was from a third year Hufflepuff who was telling two first years that Umbridge had preformed the killing curse on Professor Muto but that he had grabbed a chessboard and had used it as shield, after which he started to beat Umbridge up with it. Snape who had great fun at the mental image that conjured decided not to comment and try to find a more reliable version.

After hearing a version which included snakes and spiders and a different one which involved the class turning into fishes he decided to simply ask a fifth year who had been present. He was roaming through the corridors in the hope to catch one but they all seemed to be busy either in the library or in the common rooms, not one roamed the castle.

It was as he left his office to get dinner that he encountered a trustworthy source. Draco Malfoy was heading towards Snape's office, just as the elder man was about to leave, with an expression of pure anger. Snape mentally rolled his eyes but held up the door to the blonde in his house.

"What is it?" Snape asked coldly.

"That bastard gave me detention!" Draco raged. "He has no right! How dare he?"

"Who are you talking about?" Snape asked, unaffected by the younger's fury.

"That filthy muggle! That joke of a professor! He gave me detention! I'm supposed to meet him in his office right now! That piece of trash even attacked a full-blooded witch! He should burn for all eternity for such a sin!" Draco simply went on.

"I suppose you are talking about Professor Muto", Snape stated and sighed. "If you're supposed to meet him in his office right now, then why aren't you there?"

"I will not be given detention by a muggle!" Draco called out disgusted with clenched fists. "He met my father last Monday, he defended our previous damn house-elf! That's unacceptable!"

"Shut up", Snape said shortly and Draco had no other choice but to obey. "As long as Professor Muto is a teacher at Hogwarts he can give you detention and at this moment all we can do is to accept that, Malfoy", Snape explained, seemingly cold but actually quite intense. Snape waited a while and lied like he always did. "It is revolting to have to watch students under such a bad influence as from that filthy muggle, as you called him, but there is nothing we can do about it yet. Soon he'll be gone, you'll have a different teacher next year at latest."

"You're telling me just to go and do as he tells me! I'm far superior than him, it's like taking orders from a house-elf. Besides, he's supposed to be a fucking muggle, what he did to Professor Umbridge isn't possible for a muggle! And he touched her wand, I'm sure she's cleaning her wand over and over again right now!" Draco shuddered with revolt and shook his head to get the thought out of his mind.

"I don't know what Professor Muto did to Professor Umbridge since I haven't heard anyone tell me a sensible version of that story. After you've been to Professor Muto you can come back here and tell me exactly what happened", Snape ordered and opened the door in a clear gesture for Draco to leave.

"Once the Dark Lord returns he'll be dead! I hope he suffers!" With those words Draco stormed out of the office, disappointed.

Snape closed the door and sighed; Draco's last words had bothered him more than he was willing to admit. The chance of Professor Muto dying in the nearby future was too great for Snape not to worry. It was a shame that even children like Draco himself could be so corrupted so fast. But wasn't that what Professor Muto was here for? To prevent or even remove that kind of corruption. Snape shook his head, it wasn't possible.


Yugi patiently waited in his office, chatting relaxed with Atem who was telling Yugi about how his teachers had treated him and Yugi hoped to get some ideas from it about what to do with Draco Malfoy. It soon turned out though that Atem's experiences were of little help.

/I wasn't such a bad kid. I was eager to learn and since I rarely had other things to do I studied a lot. I learned a lot very fast and they had seldom reason to be angered with me. It was the fact that I refused to give up that made sure that I could do anything they tasked me with. I learned several languages, I learned how to read and write and how the concept of Egyptian art works. I learned a lot about politics and the importance of knowing your people, previous Pharaoh's had left the country to suffer 'cause all they cared about were their own needs, I had history too naturally. I learned to ride a horse in several ways and you name it. I did nearly nothing but study until father died. In my spare time I was with Mana, if I ever got into trouble it was mostly due to her but Mahad kept a lot of bad from happening./

"What did they do when they were angry with you?" Yugi wondered with a smile. He enjoyed hearing about Atem's past, but somehow it also made him sad. Atem had always felt as a person who belonged with Yugi and nowhere else but now Atem had his memories back it was more clear than ever that Atem had an entire life before Yugi and that they were indeed two very different persons that by a twist of faith were brought together. Yugi always thought of himself as selfish when those thoughts occurred, but it remained a fact that he felt that way.

/They went to talk to dad and he usually took a chat with me. He knew very well that it was mostly Mana's doing but he enjoyed our mischief and he made clear that he wouldn't mind it as long as we kept it the way it was. Which we did, even after I became Pharaoh Mana kept jumping out of vases, cursed the guards and then forget how to lift the curse. She studied a lot too though, so we didn't play that often as we became older./

"Well, I've met Mana, I have a hard time imagining that you'd be friends with someone like her", Yugi said with a snigger.

/Mana and I fulfilled each other. She stood for all the disobedience I lacked and I stood for all the responsibility she lacked. We kept each other in balance and it was fun. Though she was more often annoyed by me than the other way around. Mahad deemed both of us hopeless though./

Just as Atem finished someone knocked on the door. "Who is it?" Yugi yelled towards the door and as a faint 'Draco Malfoy' came from the other side Yugi walked towards it to open.

Draco Malfoy was glaring down on Yugi with a clear dislike in his gaze but Yugi wasn't bothered by it. He just turned his back on Malfoy, not fearing him the least and walked towards his desk. He sat down on his chair and started reading the essays the second years had given him that morning, they weren't outstanding but decent.

Malfoy looked forlorn where he was standing close by the door while Yugi ignored him. He rocked on his heels and fidgeted as he looked around at the bright interior. He couldn't help but notice how unpersonalized the office was. Nothing could ever trace back to who this foreign man was, he threw the door to his right a glance, he was sure it led to the Professor's room and he'd give a lot to see it. Despite the fact that he loathed the man he was undeniable curious about him.

"Are you just going to stand there?" Yugi asked after nearly half an hour after having finished half the pile of essays.

"What else am I supposed to do?" Malfoy asked harshly.

Yugi ignored the younger's tone and made a gesture towards the bookshelf. "Take something to read and sit down, the armchair in the corner is quite comfortable. There is a book to the far left of the bookshelf on the second shelf that you ought to read. I can recommend it."

Draco was well aware that it was no recommendation but a direct order and took the mentioned book. "This one?" he wondered to be safe.

"Let' see", Yugi ordered and looked up with a faint smile on his lips. Malfoy held up a copy of Anne Frank's Dairy and seemed displeased. "Yeah, that's the one."

"Who is she?" Draco asked, not the least interested.

"You'll see eventually", Yugi said and took the next essay on the slavery in north America and the war it lead to between north and south. He ignored Malfoy to the fullest once again but every now and then he looked up to see the blonde curled up in the armchair, reading with a frown on his forehead.

It took half an hour before Malfoy dared to complain, which was about twenty minutes longer than Yugi had expected. "This is boring, what point is there in reading this? She sounds like a bitch."

"She was, one of her classmates once told that she wasn't that nice at all. But read on, we are in no hurry", Yugi said, his calm smile still in place.

/I wonder how long it takes before he goes insane by your annoying smile, the fact that you are completely ignoring him or because nothing he does faces you/ Atem said and shook his head. /What are you playing at Yugi?/

Malfoy sighed deeply but returned to the book without complaining further. Yugi finished the pile with essays and stood up in order to put the essays in his classroom but he had forgotten about the door.

'Jonouchi' it said cheerfully, clearly having completely forgotten about last time it did so. Yugi couldn't find the least of sympathy with the piece of furniture that was simply doing as it had been ordered to and kicked it harshly.

'Aw' it wined, 'What was that good for?'

Malfoy looked up from the book, clearly more interested in what happened between Yugi and the door than in the book.

"You know that very well! I don't want to hear that name again, I can't stand it. If you're not going to open then shut up."

'Of course I won't open, you aren't the only one in here' the door said, referring to Malfoy. 'And if you can't stand to hear it, then why did you make the password?'

"Because it's foolproof", Yugi said, drained from energy. He walked back to his chair and dropped the essays on the desk, then he sat down and cursed lowly in Japanese. Draco went back to his book, just to be safe, he instinctively knew that he better didn't provoke the Professor right now.

Yugi was absolutely drained due to the doors repeatedly poorly chosen moments to ask for the password and considered changing it. It had been the same with Rebecca, Yugi had decided to talk to her in his room instead so they would be able to shut Hogwarts out of their system, but the door had asked for Sugoroku Muto, something that had horrified Rebecca more than Yugi had held for possible. He had feared that the girl would faint, which she hadn't, but it had been close.

Rebecca had been very angry with him for what he had nearly done to Umbridge and because he hadn't told her what was going on. Yugi had no choice but to explain his reasons to Rebecca. "It would be no good if you learned everything from me. Nearly no one here has an idea about what's going on. If you knew everything at once people would start asking questions which you shouldn't answer. It's better if you find out everything from sources the other students can comprehend."

Rebecca didn't have a choice but to agree and eventually they had whined up talking memories, a painful experience for Yugi, but he wouldn't deny that he was glad he had. It was as if he suddenly could remember his friends better. He had told Rebecca about Marik, Ishizu, Rishid and Noah and Rebecca even spoke to Atem. Atem and Rebecca discussed everything that had happened around the Orichalcos, a discussion Yugi found very interesting since he hadn't been around all the time. Atem told Rebecca what had happened on the train with Haga and how it had crashed and how they had met Ironheart, Chris and Sunny and how Kaiba got involved. Yugi found it fun to listen how Rebecca had helped Kaiba hack into his own company.

A smile appeared on Yugi's face once again at the thought of how annoyed Kaiba must have been at needing to get help from a ten year old to hack into his own system. Though even Rebecca had to admit that the Von Schroeders were superior when it came to computers. Yugi caught himself wondering what Leon was up to nowadays. Was he still a duelist or had he grown away from it? Yugi doubted it.

Rebecca and Atem finished the conversation with Atem telling Rebecca about his life before he was locked away in the puzzle. After she heard what had happened Rebecca was suddenly filled with a lot more of respect for the ancient spirit. She had always been worried about the spirits darkness, but now that was explained and long vanquished it was okay. Now she could relax and get to know him. Atem had ended the conversation with a cheerful, "I'm glad there is five thousand years between you and Mana, you two wouldn't have been able to stand each other. Yugi's got a class in five minutes, so I believe it's time for you to make your departure."

Rebecca, who had been lying stretched out on the bed staring at the draperies while Atem was sitting in the windowsill jumped up at those words, had sprinted out the room with a quick 'see ya' and left faster than Atem had held for possible.

"What are you smiling at?" a sharp voice asked annoyed.

"What?" Yugi wondered confused and was abruptly drawn away from the near memory. "Oh, eh, nothing special. Hackers and two very different people." He smiled at Draco and turned to stare out the window. He had a view over the Forbidden Forest and too his great surprise a skinny black horse-like creature with huge bat-like wings soared up from between the trees and circled above them before diving down among them once again. Yugi couldn't say it had looked very friendly. He turned away from the window once again and his mind went back to the werewolf Madam Hooch had told him about.

"Don't you have anything to do? It's impossible to read while there is someone in the room turning thumbs. Correct homework or something, I feel watched!" Malfoy complained.

In Yugi's eyes that was a reasonable complain so he decided to answer. "Actually I have nothing to do at all here, if these damn doors would oped I would be able to get something to do, but they won't!" He threw the doors a hateful glare but smiled at Malfoy. "If reading isn't an option would you rather do something else?"

Malfoy ignored the question but glared at the Professor. "Why are you being so sickening kind. Do you think you can win me over to your side with this calm kindness of yours?"

"What side would that be, mister Malfoy. Which are the sides and in which do I belong? Do you know these things?" Yugi wondered, cornering Malfoy with his own words. When the blonde didn't answer Yugi's smile disappeared. "I'm not being kind, I'm just avoiding to get angry. Rebecca reminded me what kind of terrible things happen when I do get angry, it's a good thing she showed up and stopped me before Professor Umbridge learned it first hand."

/You're lying/ Atem stated astonished. /You're lying him straight in the face, I didn't even know you could do that!/

/It's something I've learned the past four years/ Yugi answered grimly. /It works though/

Yugi was right, Draco Malfoy looked horrified. "What did you do to her?"

"Well, she tried to jinx me, I avoided and challenged her to a game. It's a very old game, you're punished when you break the rules. Do you know how many people break them, it's incredible", Yugi said, still with a calm smile on his face that widened slightly. "How far have you come?"

Malfoy stood up and gave Yugi the book so he could see for himself. Yugi nodded satisfied and took the book, he put a piece of paper between it and told Malfoy to put it back on the same spot where he had taken it from.

"It's ten o'clock. You better be off now. I see you again tomorrow, I'll be sure to bring work so you can read in peace", Yugi said with a genuine smile on his face as Malfoy opened the door and left.

/What kind of detention was that?/ Atem wondered incredulous.

"One that will pay off in the long run. Have you ever read Anne Frank?" Yugi wondered curiously.

Atem shook his head where he was standing next to the bookshelf. /Never./

"Well you should, It's a classic. It can be boring at times, but … The feeling when she talks about her dreams and her future plans while you know that they'll never come true, it makes you cry. Nearly everyone in the non-magical world knows that Anne Frank does not survive the war and when you know that while reading you can't do anything but cry as she with such hope and passions describes how much she wants to be an author. Draco Malfoy does not know that she'll die, I want to see his reaction. It could just be sufficient to make him reevaluate, to make him learn from previous mistakes."

/I see, I didn't know. It might just work/ Atem said, still frowning.

"Or it might not work at all", Yugi said, not sounding very brought down by that possibility. "I'm just trying to change things that are rooted deep within, the chance I'll fail is greater than the odds that I will succeed."


Rebecca sat in the Ravenclaw common room that evening, her thoughts five thousand years back in time. She was curled up in a blue armchair close to one of the elegantly arched windows in the circular common room under a bronze and blue blanket. She was freezing, though she didn't know why.

"Is a person allowed to interrupt this deep thinking?" Peter wondered and waved a hand before Rebecca's face.

Rebecca's gaze retrieved its focus and looked up startled. "How long have you been here? It's late and the common room was deserted just a second ago."

"I've been here for nearly two hours! Didn't you notice me coming in? Me who was thinking that you were just being an overall bitch", Peter smiled and shook his head. "I was waiting for you to react to something, but since all you did was staring out the window I came to check if you were still alive."

"I'm fine", Rebecca said and yawned. She threw the blanket off her and stood up. "Thanks."

"So what were you thinking about?" he wondered curiously.

"About a person who was unbelievably brave", Rebecca said and smiled then she yawned one again. "I believe you and I should talk more tomorrow, if you want."

Peter snorted. "Don't think I'm interested in having a friend, I just wanted to warn you earlier."

Rebecca smiled widely. "That's fine by me. I have been doing fine without friends a long while, I think I can manage without you too."

The condescending expression disappeared from Peter's face. It was clearly not the reply he had hoped for. "Eh, okay", he said crestfallen but he was too proud to take his words back. With hanging head he walked towards the stairs that led to the boys dormitories.

Rebecca was still smiling as she gathered the stuff she had left in the common room. Then her gaze fell upon a picture that was sticking out between the pages of a book that laid forlorn upon one of the many bookshelf that covered the midnight blue carpet. She had to stand on her toes but eventually she managed to reach them. Rebecca now was able to actually see what was on the picture.

She closed her eyes and cried as she saw the picture of a little glass box that showed small figures of Monster World. There was no doubt about who represented who, even the Pharaoh was present. She recalled the white haired boy to be Ryou Bakura, one of the few who had survived the attack in the tomb. She guessed that the angry looking one was the dark priest she had heard so much about.

This was the book Yugi had given to her after her second class with him which had been the previous Friday. She had looked all over the place for it the weekend after, but had been unable to locate it. She quickly put the picture between the pages when she heard footsteps coming down from the boys dormitories. She held the book tight as she ran up the stairs towards her own room. She didn't dare looking behind her to see who it was.

Rebecca dived in bed and could only pray that no one of the other girls in her year was awake but she wasn't that lucky. Luna Lovegood was sitting in the arched window looking at the stars but she looked up at Rebecca when she entered the room. Rebecca had expected hard to avoid questions but all Luna did was look at her and smile. "Go to sleep", Luna said. "It's easier to sleep when you've just cried. Nothing will have changed tomorrow, but for some reason everyone is supposed to feel better the day after." Luna stood up, sat down on her bed and drew the curtains shut without saying another word.

"Thank you", Rebecca whispered genuinely but doubted that Luna had heard her. After that Rebecca kept staring at the picture under the blankets. She had finally managed to achieve the wand-lighting charm correctly.


"He said he couldn't use it!" Hermione said angered. "He said that they only obey the Pharaoh and no one else!"

"Who cares Hermione?" Ron wondered. "Whatever happened it was to put Umbridge in place! It's not like he harmed any of the good ones!"

Hermione stared at him with such a frightening expression that Ron took several steps back. "The fact remains that he lied. And look what he did to Umbridge!"

"Look at what Umbridge tried to do to him", Harry defended the Professor, "Every other teacher would have reacted too!"

"You don't get it, do you?" Hermione asked. "It isn't about what he did or what someone did to him. What matters is that he does control these Shadows and he lied to us about it!"

"Well, I'd lie too if I controlled such awesome powers. They'd be my secret", Ron said.

"Those powers aren't awesome! People were killed and robbed of their souls to create it, it's dark magic Ron, one that exceeds any other. What he just did was the most powerful piece of magic skill that I have ever seen! Professor Muto would be able to kill each and every one of us in the school in a couple of minutes time. We don't know how these powers work but did you see Rebecca's expression, she was scared!" Hermione raged. "Scared for Umbridge's sake even!"

"Do you think Professor Muto is mightier than Voldemort?" Harry wondered silently, stopping Hermione's furious preach.

Ron and Hermione stared at him for a while. Then Ron turned towards Hermione who nodded. "I believe so, though you are the only one who can truly know. You've fought him, you know how powerful he is."

"I've never fought Professor Muto", Harry said casually. "So I don't know his strength." He thought about Umbridge's expression when she saw her wand in Professor Muto's hands and he shuddered; he didn't want to get on the wrong side with him.

"The Prophecy didn't say anything about power", Ron remarked dryly. "I don't think Professor Muto will be part in this war."

"That Prophecy makes no sense!" Hermione hissed, suddenly all angry again.

"I believe it does", Ron said. "I've thought about it. Do you know what Professor Muto seeks that destroys? I can name one thing."

"What?" Harry and Hermione asked simultaneously, but with two very different tones. Harry eager, Hermione annoyed.

"Revenge. It'd only make sense", Ron said, then turning his voice into a whisper while becoming all red, "I'd want to avenge you if you were killed."

Hermione turned red too and there was an awkward silence that lasted a bit too long to be saved.
Eventually it was Hermione who broke it, whispering, "The rest of the Prophecy still makes no sense."

Another pause followed but didn't last long as Ginny walked in, her face still covered in blood.

"Good Lord, Ginny! What have you done?" Ron called out.

"I've just returned from Madam Pomfrey, I broke my nose getting a door slammed in my face", she explained briefly. "Now if you'd excuse me, I'm going to wash my face."


So I wondered whether just to skip the last part but decided not to. Ah, well, I made something out of it.

As for Anne Frank, the classmate I wrote about does exist. She hid with friends of my grandmother during WWII, so this is nearly first hand information. Anne was clearly very cocky and wasn't often very nice. I can really recommend the book to anyone and though it is boring you have to look around the every day like life that is described and look at it as a person knowing what will happen. It's worth the effort.

Anyway people. Review! Tell me what you think! Good? Bad? Left? Right? Up? Down? Hmm, I won't ask the impossible. But there is a shiny blue button down below that prays to be clicked upon. If you do you get chessboards … eh, no … I meant cookies.