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/I'll take over, Yami, you're exhausted/. Yugi said in his soul room, Yami currently in control.

/No, Yugi. It could still be dangerous. Besides, we're both tired. I don't know how much longer we can go on/. Yami replied. He was hurrying through a dark forest, his neck prickling, alerting him to someone… or something… dangerous nearby. Then again, it seemed that everything in this place was dangerous, but it was their only chance of escaping.

For days now mysterious cloaked people had hunted them. These strangers had been searching for him and shooting magic at them left and right. Yami had barely been able to fend them off using the dark power of the shadows. One, maybe two or three, Yami could easily take on, but even the great Pharaoh couldn't fight off fifty or so of these magical beings.

The King of Games had been in London for a dueling tournament, when suddenly he was attacked. Yami had fought well, but these people had magic too. Unable to fight back against the many attackers, he was forced to flee. Yugi and Yami had switched places when the other had gotten too tired. They mostly fled through the countryside and forests for two reasons. One, they knew that if they tried to hide in public others would be in danger. Two, it was easier to hide in the forests and mountains. Nevertheless, the cloaked figures had pursued them no matter what they tried.

Yami snapped out of his memory lapse when he heard something howl. Yami stopped and turned, looking around. Quickly, he called on the shadows to hide him. He ached all over and winced as he sat down to rest for a while. There hadn't been much time to sleep, as the people seemed to find them within a few hours, and he could feel exhaustion threatening to take over. Not to mention the various injuries they had received while being chased.

Yami almost let himself drift off to sleep, but Yugi quickly broke in and reminded him that they needed to keep going. Reluctantly, Yami got to his feet and continued on, in no particular direction.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione walked down to Hagrid's hut, happily talking to each other about the recent Quidditch game. Currently they were trying to keep their minds off the more concerning topics, such as Voldemort's return. They got to Hagrid's hut and knocked on the door. Hagrid opened the door, greeting them happily, as usual. They all turned when they heard rustling coming from the Forbidden Forest.

Yami stumbled out of the forest into open ground. He looked around, but found that his eyes wouldn't focus on anything. Another wave of exhaustion hit him and he fell to his knees. He felt darkness closing in around him. He tried to fight it, but it was no use, he passed out.

Harry expected the worst as he prepared himself for whatever came out of the forest. What he didn't expect was a boy to practically fall out of the bushes. The boy looked very peculiar. He had star shaped hair that was mostly black with crimson around the edges. Blonde bangs framed his face. The teen was dirty and looked as if he had been running around in the forest with no food, water, or sleep for days. Then again, he probably had.

The group saw the boy fall to his knees, then pass out. The group rushed over to help the stranger. When they got closer they saw that he had many injuries, mostly scratches caused by stumbling around in the forest, although, some were more serious and looked as if they had been inflicted on purpose.

Hagrid examined the boy for only a moment before picking him up and rushing off. Harry, Ron, and Hermione hurried along behind him. "Where are you taking him?" Hermione asked.

"'e's hurt pretty bad. I'm taking 'im ta the Hospital Wing." Hagrid replied gruffly, distracted by the injured boy in his arms. The group hurried up to the castle, the students practically having to run to keep up.

Madame Pomfrey jumped in surprise when Hagrid came rushing in, a boy in his arms and Harry, Ron, and Hermione trailing him. Madame Pomfrey led them to a free bed immediately and told them to lay the injured boy down. The medic was surprised and a little confused. She didn't recognize this boy… Oh well, that didn't matter. She quickly examined him, noting his many injuries, exhausted state, and undernourishment. "What happened?" Madame Pomfrey asked suddenly, eyes never leaving the boy on the bed.

"He came out of the Forbidden Forest like this, Madame Pomfrey." Hermione relayed.

"The Forbidden Forest?" Madame Pomfrey asked in surprise.

"Yeah. We don't know what happened. I… I think he's a muggle." Harry added uncertainly.

"… Get Minerva immediately." Madame Pomfrey ordered and Hagrid rushed off to find the professor. It didn't take long for the stern-looking teacher to burst into the room.

"What has happened?" McGonagall asked, quickly coming to stand by the bed.

"This boy wandered out of the Forbidden Forest. He looks like a muggle." Madame Pomfrey answered.

"That's impossible! Muggles can't get into Hogwarts." Professor McGonagall said in surprise.

"Well, he's definitely not a student." Madame Pomfrey looked at the professor, hoping she would know what to do.

"I must inform Dumbledore. Take care of the boy. If he wakes up, fetch me immediately." McGonagall said as she strode out.

"You three may go, your next class should be starting." Madame Pomfrey said after a while, dismissing Harry, Ron, and Hermione. They reluctantly left as Madame Pomfrey began to care for the injured teen.

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