Author's Notes: I am so sorry that this took so long. I have been busy with Karate, homework, the play, and my Halloween costume, so I kinda left this alone for a little while. But oh well, I'm going to try and be more attentive. I was happy with the reviews I got, so thank y'all! I'd better shut up now, and let you read the story.

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Chapter 2: Tristan's Goodbye

They had all went home as soon as they had finished eating. Yugi was in so much grief that he couldn't bear to talk, and when they had got to the Turtle Game Shop he shut himself in his room. Harry couldn't blame him, if Ron or Hermione had died…

He tried not to think about his suspicions. It was just impossible that Voldemort or anyone else could find them here. There were thousands of dimensions, how could they find the right one? Then one answer came into his mind.

Fleur. At Azkaban. Guarded by Dementors, those of whom Voldemort had called his natural allies. What if they released her and the other prisoners, or what if they had delivered that information to him? Yami Bakura had come from here, and Fleur had been the one to summon him. She would be one of the few people that knew about this place.

With one look at Ron and Hermione, Harry could tell that they were thinking the same thing. They were all sitting downstairs quietly, so that they wouldn't disturb Yugi. Ron was the one to break the silence.

"He found us, Harry," said Ron slowly. "You-Know-Who followed us here."

"What else could it have been?" Hermione said. "It all fits, but how is it possible?"

Harry was surprised that Hermione hadn't already thought of his suspicions. "I think somehow he heard from Fleur," both of his friends looked at him, puzzled. "I mean, the Dementors are supposed to be on his side, right? So maybe she told them and they passed on the word to Voldemort, so that he knew which dimension Dumbledore would put us in."

"Don't say the name!" Ron hissed.

"You're right, Harry," Hermione agreed. "Since these people here saved our lives and Dumbledore knows that they are trustworthy, he sent us here. He figured they'd be able to protect us, but You-Know-Who found out from Fleur."

Just then they heard the front door shut upstairs, causing Ron to almost fall of the bed in surprise.

"Yugi!" said a voice. It certainly wasn't a Death Eater; none of them sounded that old.

"D'you reckon Yugi lives with his Grandparents?" Ron asked.

"Let's see. We might as well tell them that Yugi's crying over the death of his friend right now, and introduce ourselves. It wouldn't be polite if we didn't and he came down to the basement one day to find three complete strangers," said Hermione as she began to climb the stairs. Harry and Ron followed suit and entered the kitchen to find an old man that was inarguably Yugi's grandfather. His hair might have been graying, but it was almost exactly like Yugi's fern shaped and spiky hair.

He looked at them, shocked. Then in an instant his face broke into a warm smile and he said, "You must be the wizards Yugi said would be staying with us. Don't look so confused, he's told me all about you." Harry exchanged looks of surprise with his friends. This man was openly accepting the fact that there were going to be three supernatural beings living with him, and that witches and wizards did exist.

"Um, about Yugi," Harry started nervously, "He – er – saw an article in the paper he bought you. It said that his friend Tea is dead."

"He's up in his room, crying," Hermione said. "We didn't want to disturb him, so we went downstairs." The Grandfather's face fell into a one of concern.

"Oh, poor Yugi. Tea was a very close friend of his, and I knew of her as well. She was a sweet girl." At this there was a silent pause, and then- "How did she die?"

"They don't know," Ron said, shrugging, "the please-men didn't know what had happened. Her whole family was found in her house. There wasn't anything that showed they were murdered or poisoned or anything. They were just dead. And they saw a sort of green cloud floating over the house, as if something had faded away."

"Oh no," Yugi's grandfather began to walk the stairs up to Yugi's room. "I had better go see him, he must be in terrible grief."

They watched as him until he disappeared from their view.

"Poor Yugi. At least he has a caring Grandfather to help him," Hermione sighed in pity.

"What do we do now? I mean, we have to unpack still and stuff," Harry said pointedly.

"If Dumbledore really packed everything we needed, then I bet there's a pack of exploding snap in my bag," Ron said on a lighter note.

"Ron!" Hermione looked at scornfully, "How can you think about such things when someone's just passed away! It's so rude of you to consider playing games while Yugi's in pain!"

"Calm down, Hermione, it's not like we knew her that well."

"So that means we don't have to feel bad about it, does it now."

"No! That's not what I meant. I meant that – well – we need to do something!"

Harry went downstairs without them, he wasn't in the mood for their bickering. This is going to be a rough week, he thought to himself.

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The next day seemed to be dragging along as if slowed down by the weight of Yugi's misery. He hadn't showed up at any meals, but his Grandfather assured them that he was bringing them up to Yugi.

Ron and Hermione were, once again, arguing about what they could do while Yugi was "detained". Harry was trying as hard as he could to eat fast so that he could escape the part where they sometimes try to get him to side with either one of them.

"No, I don't think we should ask if we can play on Yugi's computer. It's rude!" Hermione said as she picked up another spoonful of soup.

"You're the one always badgering me to learn more about Muggles! And the computar sounds fun. Why should we be miserable and bored as well? We can't just sit and mope about because he can. Yugi's got a real reason to be sad, but we don't.
"Ron! Don't be so insensitive! Do you think it's fair to Yugi if we act like we're having to time of our lives when one of his best friends just died?"

"I'm not saying that we're going to have a party while he's skulking about. I just need something to do," Hermione opened her mouth to say something but Ron stopped her. "And no, I don't want to study. I haven't done anything fun while I've been here! And besides, it's only Sunday! Our school doesn't start till Monday!"

Harry finally finished his soup and hastily put it in the dishwasher. He nearly ran downstairs just to get away from the argument. Harry decided to get his books and supplies ready for tomorrow.

He started to unpack his schoolbooks when the phone rang. He stared at it across the room as it rang another time. Realizing nobody was going to get it, he went over and picked up the phone himself.

"Hello?"

"Yugi! Is that you?!" came a desperate voice over the phone. It almost sounded like a whisper, and Harry could hear the person breathing.

"Er – no, but I am staying at Yugi's house. I'm Harry. Who are you?"

"Harry? Omigod, Harry, get Yugi on the phone, quick! Tell him it's Tristan!" It almost sounded like he was hyperventilating.

"What's wrong? Are you okay?"

"Someone's in my house!" Harry's stomach felt like a large stone was dropped in it.

"Who are they?" Harry asked cautiously.

"People! In cloaks! I saw them at Tea's house the other day, and now they're here! I was upstairs sorting through my old stuff when I heard some noises downstairs. I looked down and I saw this flash of green light, then it faded. They were standing over my dead parents! I ran up here to hide and they're going to find me any minute now! Get Yugi, quick!"

Harry's worst fears were confirmed. "I'll get him straight away!" He ran for the stairs but before he could reach them, he heard a scream on the other end of the line. He brought the phone to his ear again and practically yelled, "Tristan! Tristan! Are you all right?!"

Harry heard someone reply, but he knew it definitely wasn't Tristan. "Who is this?"

Harry stood shocked for a moment, staring at the phone. He recognized that voice. He somehow felt his senses come back to him and he hung up the phone as fast as he could. Harry heard Ron and Hermione run down the stairs and suddenly they were right beside him.

"Harry! What's wrong, we heard you yelling for someone, so we-"

Harry cut Hermione off and said, "Lucious Malfoy! He's here! The Death Eaters are here!"

Review Response: *You sadistic people! Why is everyone so happy that Tea died?*

Sacred Key: I like your user name, it's original. Thanks for the review!

YugiKitty and MalikKitsune: Actually, I do like Tea, but not as much as most of the other characters. I usually have a favourite boy and a favourite girl, and the only other girl is Mai, so… Thanks for reviewing!

Kawaii lil Angel of Darkness: Hey, maybe I will kill Draco! JK, he's not there. You're right about your Yami, though. And no, I'm not doing Yami/Yugi slash, because I am not going to make this story into a romance fic. I want the focus to be on the deaths of Yugi's friends, so I can't do that. Thanks for the review!

Nips: What's the difference between Anzu and Tea? The only thing that I can see is that Tea is spelt like the drink tea and Anzu means apricot. Thanks for the review!

Angel Reaper: I'm glad you like it! What's weird that I used Tea first, is it because she's the only girl?

lily22: I liked that part, too. Thanks for reviewing!

Zheyta: I hope you will too. Kudos for the review!

Rosz of the Angel: Thanks! Has your sister written any Tamora Pierce stories? Have you? I really like her work. Thank you!