Author's Notes: Thankies to the reviewers! I love you all! I will do the review response thing in the next chapter. And another thing, Harry might act a little OOC in this chapter, but reasons why are explained in both this chapter and the next, okay?

Disclaimer: If I were on drugs, I could say I owned Yu-Gi-Oh and Harry Potter, but I'm not, and I don't plan to be.

Chapter 5: Hermione's Discovery

"Fle-Professor Delacour!" Hermione yelled after the retreating Veela. Fleur whirled around to see Hermione behind her. "Professor, can you sign this permission slip to get a book from the library?" Hermione held out the note as Fleur took it from her.

"You mean ze restricted section, Ms. Granger," Fleur corrected her. "I would 'ave to ask what you are using it for."

"Er - I – I wanted to do a bit of background reading on Defense Against the Dark Arts. With You-Know-Who about, you can never be too prepared." Hermione crossed her fingers behind her back, hoping her lie would work. Fleur studied her face carefully, then sighed.

"I suppose it is no use not giving it to you when you are so determined to find ze soul-snatcher yourself. Close your mouz, Ms. Granger, it is not polite to gape." Hermione's jaw had dropped in astonishment. Fleur signed the note with a pretty signature, then walked away.

Hermione stared at the note blankly. How did she know? She shook her head and reminded herself of what she was going to do. She'll worry about Professor Delacour later. The library would close soon.

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Yami Bakura paced back and forth in the Shrieking Shack. His light side had gotten free, and almost ruined it all. How could he have let him slip?

The restrictions on his powers here were more than he could take. Not only could he not seal the soul of his host away, he couldn't keep a tight enough rein on him!

"Damn the fool magic here! I should have stayed in that city! It could've been over and done with by now." But there was no turning back. The wizards were alerted of his presence, and if he went back to the Shadow Realm he'd be stuck there again. "It's all that little girl's fault. She nearly ruined it!" He settled back into a chair covered in dust.

He could tell that this place had been used recently, but they apparently hadn't stayed long. They certainly hadn't taken the time to clean up the place. It would do for now. Everyone was under the impression that it was haunted, and they all stayed far away from this place. It was a miracle that he could get past the violent willow tree at the entrance. He had scrambled past the flailing branches and gotten in by sheer luck.

Something about this place bothered Yami Bakura, as if he had been here before. It was possible he could have traveled dimensions in his life in Egypt. He didn't remember everything, after all…

Thinking about his past gave Yami Bakura a migraine. Besides, he had more important things to worry about.

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Harry was just about to go upstairs when Hermione entered the Gryffindor Common Room again, holding a giant of a book.

"Where'd Ron go?" she said when she had got to Harry's sofa.

"It's late. He went to bed, like everyone else," Harry yawned, then asked, "Did you find what you're looking for?"

"Yes," said Hermione as she put the book on the table and started flipping through it. She past by a couple pages Harry recognized immediately.

"That's the Polyjuice Potion!"

"I know. I saw this potion in the book when we had it out in the second year." Hermione stopped turning the pages and turned the book around to face Harry. He peered down at it and read aloud:

"This potion sends the drinker's soul to a permanent imprisonment in the Shadow Realm. The shadow realm is a link between every world, and the soul can only escape by entering a different world and collecting ten souls in exchange for their release, but it has never been done before." It continued on with the ingredients.

"That's where the man came from. He's probably some criminal locked away there who actually found the way out!" Hermione cried gleefully as Harry's brain tried to digest all this.

"There are – other worlds?"

"Apparently back in the 1500's there was a lot of illegal smuggling between worlds. They brought over powerful and horrible creatures, ones that we couldn't fight against. So the Ministry managed to send them back and destroyed all evidence that there were other worlds. This book must have slipped through their fingers," Hermione patted the book fondly. "The publish date is 1497."

"So what can we do about him? Can we send him back?" Harry searched Hermione's face for an answer.

"Not us, maybe. But-" she turned the pages a couple more times until she found what she was looking for, "someone else can do it for us. Here's a potion that can summon a person from another world."

"So we can just call in the person who locked him away!" said Harry.

"We'd better discuss this in the morning," said Hermione, "we'll tell Ron then as well." They said goodnight and headed up to their dormitories. All night Harry tossed and turned, dreaming about other worlds, potions gone wrong, and men locked in prison, with no way out at all.

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Yugi hoped this would work. After all, they would need luck to navigate through the Shadow Realm. He had already beaten Pegasus, and to everyone's surprise, the Kaiba brother's had agreed to help (though thorough begging was suspected on Mokuba's part).

"Alright, Yug, are you ready?" Joey asked. Yugi nodded and transformed into Yami Yugi.

His puzzle started to glow, and in a flash they found themselves stranded in a world of endless darkness.

"Everyone stay close!" Tea yelled.

"Like I'd want to get lost here," Kaiba mumbled under his breath.

They formed a line with Kaiba and Joey at each end, and Yami and Tea in the middle. Mokuba stood next to his brother and Tristan stood next to Joey. They moved forward through the black expanse with no sense of direction, until they came within sight of the doors.

"Doors? What kind of idiot put doors here? So everyone could escape?" Tristan said. Yami narrowed his eyes at the doors.

"If I am correct, then some of the more criminal players of the Shadow Games must have put them here, for smuggling between worlds." He eyed the doors accusingly. "Yami Bakura must have gone through one of them."

Mokuba stared wide-eyed at them all. "Which door did he use?"

"He would be sane enough to use a door close to the first one," said Joey, "He wouldn't want to spend another second in this place."

"Well, the first door is the one to our world," said Yami, reading the hieroglyphics.

"Should we split up?"

"And risk getting lost? Besides, Yugi can only be one place at a time, and he's the only one who can do anything about Yami Bakura."

Tristan nodded, "Kaiba's right, Tea. We don't know what kinds of things live in these worlds."

Joey turned to a door and opened it. "Well, we might as well try somewhere. Anyone coming with me?" Everyone stepped forward.

"You think we want to stay here?" Together they walked into the world.

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"That's great!" Ron said a bit too enthusiastically as the Dream Team went up the stairs alone to their next class. "We'll catch that dirty great-" Ron went on to call the soul-snatcher a great deal of things he wouldn't be pleased with.

They reached the top of the stairs and started talking about how to make the potion.

"The ingredients are a bit hard to come by, but all of them should be in Snape's stores. As for making it, it's a piece of cake!" Hermione said gleefully. As they passed by an open doorway Harry spotted something.

"Wait!" he said.

"What is it, Harry?"

"There's something in there," was Harry's reply. They stopped as Harry edged forward. It looked like a large lump covered in a black cloth – no, a cloak. Harry subtly pulled the cloak back, and saw the still body of Draco Malfoy.

"Oh – my-" Hermione's voice was barely a whisper. Draco's eyes were wide open, but his pulse was still going.

"He got back in," said Harry, not really feeling sorry for Draco - they weren't friends at all – but in the same state of shock he was when the Dursleys were found like this. It was just like in the second year, with the basilisk about.

Ron was shouting loudly for help, but Harry couldn't hear. He swam around in his own mind, trying to figure this all out. Deep down inside, he knew what would eventually come.

Deep down, Harry knew this guy was after him.

Okay, this is Chapter 5, done in time for dinner (actually I just put the chicken in the oven…). Thank you to all the reviewers, you make writing worth it! Standard terms for Chapter 6!