Author's Notes: Yay! This story's received over 50 reviews! *Puts on a party hat and plays a kazoo* THANK YOU TO ALL THE WONDERFUL, BLESSED REVIEWERS! That's been my goal for this story, and you helped me achieve it! And C.M Aeris Queen of Insanity, I'm going to have to delete one of your reviews, only because I got doubles of it, OK? Something has come to my attention. Plenty of people are mad that Draco Malfoy had his soul stolen. Don't worry, he comes back, people! I wouldn't kill him off, he's too fun to bug! (JK). The worlds they went to were Dragonball Z and Digimon 01. Congratulations to phoenix imp, flamedramongirl, Goggle-Girl, JessiChi, SailorChibi, lily22, Chibizoo, Black-Magic-Spellbinder, Shadow and Dark Promise, yugi-kitty, PrincessSaphire, and ChibiMegan who all got at least one of the worlds right! Anyway, on with the story.

Disclaimer: I, Wicker Basket, in no way own nor claim to own Harry Potter or Yu-Gi-Oh. J. K. Rowling created Harry Potter, and Yu-Gi-Oh was created by *searches frantically for something that has the guy's name written on it* er – some Japanese guy who will remain unnamed until I find his name.

Chapter 8: The Trouble with Potions

Everyone was sentenced to eat their supper in their dormitories after Cho's body was found. After that they were forbidden to leave their dormitories. Harry was even more determined to make the potion than ever, especially when Cho Chang, his crush, was the most recent victim.

"Can't we sneak out or something?" Harry asked anxiously.

"If we had the invisibility cloak, yes, but we don't," Hermione told him.

"Besides, Nearly Headless Nick is guarding the portrait hole, and he won't let anyone go out," Ron pointed to the ghost acting as a sentry.

Harry could tell that they wanted to make the potion as bad as him, but he privately agreed that it was next to impossible to sneak out tonight. They all went to bed, hoping that tomorrow there would be a chance to escape.

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Tomorrow held little promise for their plan. The school herded the students around in their houses, still preparing the school for a shut down. They didn't even let people go to washroom without a teacher's company, so that scratched out another chance.

Finally, during lunch hour they got their chance. Professor McGonagall took it for granted that all the students had followed her into the Great Hall, but never noticed that three of her number had slipped away.

Harry, Ron and Hermione speedily made their way down the corridors to the girl's toilets, keeping the potion ingredients and the book in Hermione's book bag. They finally reached the bathroom and got in the very same stall as the one they had brewed the Polyjuice Potion in.

"Okay, what do we add first?"

They carefully stewed in all the ingredients one by one, until all of them were gone. The potion had turned a sickly shade of orange when Hermione read the rest of the steps.

"Wait a minute," she said in shock.

"What is it?"

She looked up at them both with a dumbfounded expression on her face. "This isn't the right potion. This makes a poison that eats you from the inside out!"

"What?!"

"Just look here!" She pointed to the middle of the book, where, almost unnoticeable, were the remains of a page that had been ripped out.

"It can't be!" Harry said in disbelief.

"It's just not fair!" Ron added.

Hermione sunk down, leaning against the wall. "Now we're stuck with an acid potion we can't get rid of."

They sat in silence for a moment or two, until Harry thought about something. Silence? Here?

He voiced his question. "Where's Myrtle?"

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Yami picked a door this time, and they found themselves on a beach. There was a giant wooden horse amongst a large crowd of cheering people, and they seemed to pushing it into a walled city. Tea's eyes widened at the sight.

"Oh! Of all places we could go-"

"What is it?" Joey asked.

"It's the Trojan War!"

"The what?"

"Let's just go in the city. We have to question them, remember?" Yami said impatiently.

"No! We can't go into the city!"

"Why not?"

"The Trojan War is a part of Greek Mythology. There was a war going on for ten years here, and those people are the Trojans. They think that the war is over, the Greeks ran away and they left this horse for them. They're going to bring it into the city as a trophy, but really it's full of Greek soldiers that will come out at night to attack the city. The Greek ships really haven't gone away, but they're hiding behind those islands." Tea pointed to the islands in the ocean beside them.

"But it's not night yet," Tristan said.

"Do you know how long it will be before night falls? We don't exactly have the time."

Mokuba joined the conversation. "What if they think we're the enemy?"

"You're right. What would they think of us?"

"If this is Ancient Greece, we wouldn't exactly fit in," Joey said, pointing to both their strange clothes and hairstyles.

"We didn't fit in at that medieval castle, but we still went in," Kaiba said stubbornly.

"Yeah, but then there wasn't a war going on," Tea pleaded.

No one could argue with that, so they returned to the Shadow Realm. Kaiba chose another door and they went through that one.

And they searched. And searched. And searched.

"Dammit, we must've gone through twenty by now!" Joey was getting very aggravated.

"Okay, calm down. He'll be in one." Yami said, only half believing it himself.

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"Dumbledore! Professor Dumbledore!" The three of them caught up with Dumbledore on his way out of the Great Hall.

"What are you three doing alone? If I am correct, you should be with your houses."

"Er – Hermione had to go to the bathroom really bad (Hermione gave a death glare to Ron) and you know how people can't go anywhere alone, so me and Harry waited outside for her." Dumbledore didn't look like he believed Ron, but it was their best bet.

"Very well," said Dumbledore. "What is the matter, then?"

"Er – while I was in the washroom, I noticed that Myrtle was missing. So we were wondering where she could be."

"It is possible that she could be in the lake," Dumbledore said softly.

"Or spying on the Prefects bathing." Harry muttered.

"What was that, Mr. Potter?"

"Nothing, Professor."

"I'll have the other ghosts search for her, if that will help."

"Yes, thank you!" Hermione said gratefully. They turned around and went to join the other Gryffindors. "You know, I reckon Myrtle's sulking around the castle somewhere."

Ron looked a bit disturbed. "Ghosts are just floating souls, aren't they?"

Hermione looked surprised by the question. "I suppose so…"

"It makes sense to me," Harry said.

"Well, after being in here so many times, wouldn't the soul-snatcher notice there were ghosts here?"

"You're not suggesting-" Harry started.

"We can't be sure. We'll wait for all the ghosts to finish searching, and if they don't find her, then that's the case."

"Not that I miss Myrtle," Harry said cautiously, "But I'd hate it if he got away with all ten souls before we can catch him."

"I agree. That monster deserves eternity in Azkaban for all the things he's done," Ron said bitterly.

"What about his good side?" Both boys looked at Hermione strangely. "You know, the one that was hurt, bruised and wanted to confess?"

"Oh yeah!"

"How are we going to save him? I mean, it's obvious that they aren't the same person, but they're stuck in the same body." They thought on this, and came up with nothing.

"I don't know what we can do. Take away his medallion?" Ron suggested.

"Maybe. But one thing's for sure. We have to do something, potion or not." Harry said grimly as they joined the other Gryffindors.

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As it turned out, Myrtle was missing. No one in particular missed her (a vast majority of the male population didn't even know about her), but they were concerned. After all, the ghosts were rarely affected by the 'yearly mysteries'. Everyone else assumed what Harry, Ron and Hermione did; that the soul-snatcher had caught her.

"What a pervert!" Lavender had said. "He went into the girl's toilets twice!"

"He'll stop at nothing, we he?" Ron said. "He could have just stayed in the Shadow Realm. But he just had to come and terrorize Hogwarts!"

"I just feel sorry for whatever world he lives in," Hermione said, "after he's finished here, they're going to deal with him until he dies."

"Which I hope is very soon. No one's safe until he's gone."

They were told to go to bed, and that tomorrow everyone would remain in the Great Hall until the train comes to take them home.

"When is the train coming?" a pale-faced Neville asked Professor McGonagall.

"After lunch," she sighed. "Dumbledore tried to schedule it earlier, but that was the best he could do."

"Great!" Ron moaned as he and Harry went up to bed, "We'll just leave him more time to get more souls!"

Chapter 8, finished (finally!). I think it'll be two more chapters, then the whole story's done. See y'all later!