Author's Note: Sorry about taking so long. I was having problems with
ideas. If you have any suggestions on what I can add, please feel free to
inform me.
Please take not! I am not used to using e-mail so I apologize if my message failed to reach houndofdeath
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Chapter 3
Harry, Ron, and Hermione glanced up as the compartment door slid open and Fred and George walked in looking excited.
"Have you heard?" Fred burst out as they took seats facing them. "There's gonna be three new students this year."
"What so unusual about that?" Ron asked. "There's tons of them every year."
"Did you see them?" George told him. "They've got the most outrageous hairstyles-white, bleeched blonde, and tri-colored spikes-and two of them have lavender eyes. How often in your life do you get to see people like that?"
"Did you say tri-colored hair?" Harry asked curiously.
The twins nodded enthusiastically. "Yeah. Red spicks tipped with black and blonde bangs."
Harry gasped. "I think I know them! Remember those new neighbors I wrote to you guys about?"
Ron gave him an incredulous look. "You mean, that's them?"
Harry nodded. "But I didn't know they were wizards."
"Just goes to show no one can know everything," Ron said, giving Hermione a sidelong glance.
The brown-haired girl ignored him.
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Malik looked around at the many students all wearing black robes and grimaced. "I feel like I'm back with the Ghouls. All these students."
"People are staring at us," Ryou whispered nervously.
"Let them," Malik told him, glaring at the other students as if daring them to make any comment.
Suddenly a loud booming voice called over their heads. "First years! First years over here!"
"Are we supposed to go with the first years?" Yugi asked, looking up.
"Maybe . . ."
"I believe you three are the new fifth years?"
The voice belonged to a wizard with greasy black hair and cold black eyes. The man continued without waiting for an answer.
"You are to come with me and I will bring you up to the Sorting. Professor Dumbledore asked that you be sorted separately. He wishes to introduce you himself."
For the entire trip up to the castle the three hikaris were carrying on a silent discussion unheard by any save them and their yamis.
[How do you suppose they sort us into houses?] Yugi was wondering aloud.
[Do you think it'd be a good idea to wear the ring during this Sorting?]
[[If you dare take the ring off, Ryou, I will personally come out and- ]]
[[Stow it, Tomb Robber.]]
[[What I choose to do is none of your concern, Pharaoh.]]
[[If it concerns my hikari or his friends, then it is my concern.]]
[[Malik,]] Ishtar whined. [[When are you going to let me out? I'm getting bored.]]
[Not now, Ishtar,] Malik answered absently, most of his attention focused on the castle. [Maybe next time I get angry.]
[Malik!] Yugi and Ryou chorused.
[It wouldn't be my fault,] Malik said defensively. [I lose control when I'm pushed too far.]
[I hope we're in the same house. That way we can all help keep an eye on our yamis.]
[[And Malik]]
[Hey! I can watch myself, thank you very much.]
[You know, Yami might have a point.]
[[For a teen who tried to take over the world, I'd say extra vigilance on our part couldn't do any harm.]]
[Very funny, Tomb Robber. But I seem to recall you doing the same.]
[[Aibou, I believe we have arrived.]]
The three jerked their thoughts back to the present as they came to a stop outside a set of huge double doors leading off the entrance hall into the Great Hall. Their wizard guide motioned them inside.
Inside the Great Hall was lit by thousands of candles floating in midair above four, long tables, and the ceiling high above was scattered with stars among a velvety black like the night sky outside. Yugi followed the gazes of the other students to the dais where the high table stood. One of the first years was just walking up to a stool with a dusty, battered witch's hat. She picked it up on dropped it over her head. The next moment Yugi nearly jumped out of his skin in shock as the hat shouted, "Hufflepuff!"
The girl took off the hat, placed it back down on the stool, and walked shakily to one of the long tables. There were only four first-years left, and as each one was sorted Yugi felt increasingly nervous.
// Don't worry, aibou, you'll be fine. Though if I were Ryou, I think I'd be more concerned about the Tomb Robber. //
The white-haired youth seemed to be thinking the same thing. His hand was nervously tracing the circle of his Ring, hidden beneath the new, black robes.
/ Umm, Bakura . . . Do you think you could, well . . . /
// Block myself out when you get sorted? //
/ Yeah . . . /
// Fine, but I'm bored and I want some time to look around later. //
/ All right. /
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* The Shadow Realm *~*~*~*
The Dark Magician sighed in relief as he shut the door to his study. Finally, he could get some peace and quiet . . .
"Dark!"
A groan escaped the exasperated magician at the all-too-familiar voice. The Celtic Guardian grinned at him from his perch on the windowsill.
"Have you heard, Dark? All over the realm monsters are disappearing!"
"This is serious, Celtic. We think they are being drawn into the mortal world by some disturbance in the equilibrium."
The elf tilted his head. "If you say so, Dark. But anyway, I came to ask if you wanted to come visit Osiris with me. Did you know that Obelisk has moved to Bakura's place? Kaiba gave him to him incase there was ever the need for the yamis to summon the God Cards."
Dark shivered. "Three of the most feared and powerful monsters all gathered around the same area . . . I have a bad feeling about this."
"Oh, relax. Do you make a habit out of sounding like doom? Come on, we haven't met Osiris since he arrived."
"All right, all right," the magician said, resigned. "Let's go."
But as he opened the door to let them out, an unnatural breeze began to blow. By instinct the Dark Magician grabbed the doorframe with one hand and Celtic's wrist with the other. The wind swirled around them, increasing in speed and ferocity by the second. Soon the howling gale was tearing at them, prying Dark's fingers from their grasp and flinging them out into total darkness.
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AN: I didn't actually mention what houses they were in so here it is:
Yugi = Gryffindor Ryou = Gryffindor Malik = Slytherin
I decided not to use Ravenclaw or Hufflepuff for the main characters because of how little I know about these houses.
Hope you liked the chapter, please R&R!
Please take not! I am not used to using e-mail so I apologize if my message failed to reach houndofdeath
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Chapter 3
Harry, Ron, and Hermione glanced up as the compartment door slid open and Fred and George walked in looking excited.
"Have you heard?" Fred burst out as they took seats facing them. "There's gonna be three new students this year."
"What so unusual about that?" Ron asked. "There's tons of them every year."
"Did you see them?" George told him. "They've got the most outrageous hairstyles-white, bleeched blonde, and tri-colored spikes-and two of them have lavender eyes. How often in your life do you get to see people like that?"
"Did you say tri-colored hair?" Harry asked curiously.
The twins nodded enthusiastically. "Yeah. Red spicks tipped with black and blonde bangs."
Harry gasped. "I think I know them! Remember those new neighbors I wrote to you guys about?"
Ron gave him an incredulous look. "You mean, that's them?"
Harry nodded. "But I didn't know they were wizards."
"Just goes to show no one can know everything," Ron said, giving Hermione a sidelong glance.
The brown-haired girl ignored him.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Malik looked around at the many students all wearing black robes and grimaced. "I feel like I'm back with the Ghouls. All these students."
"People are staring at us," Ryou whispered nervously.
"Let them," Malik told him, glaring at the other students as if daring them to make any comment.
Suddenly a loud booming voice called over their heads. "First years! First years over here!"
"Are we supposed to go with the first years?" Yugi asked, looking up.
"Maybe . . ."
"I believe you three are the new fifth years?"
The voice belonged to a wizard with greasy black hair and cold black eyes. The man continued without waiting for an answer.
"You are to come with me and I will bring you up to the Sorting. Professor Dumbledore asked that you be sorted separately. He wishes to introduce you himself."
For the entire trip up to the castle the three hikaris were carrying on a silent discussion unheard by any save them and their yamis.
[How do you suppose they sort us into houses?] Yugi was wondering aloud.
[Do you think it'd be a good idea to wear the ring during this Sorting?]
[[If you dare take the ring off, Ryou, I will personally come out and- ]]
[[Stow it, Tomb Robber.]]
[[What I choose to do is none of your concern, Pharaoh.]]
[[If it concerns my hikari or his friends, then it is my concern.]]
[[Malik,]] Ishtar whined. [[When are you going to let me out? I'm getting bored.]]
[Not now, Ishtar,] Malik answered absently, most of his attention focused on the castle. [Maybe next time I get angry.]
[Malik!] Yugi and Ryou chorused.
[It wouldn't be my fault,] Malik said defensively. [I lose control when I'm pushed too far.]
[I hope we're in the same house. That way we can all help keep an eye on our yamis.]
[[And Malik]]
[Hey! I can watch myself, thank you very much.]
[You know, Yami might have a point.]
[[For a teen who tried to take over the world, I'd say extra vigilance on our part couldn't do any harm.]]
[Very funny, Tomb Robber. But I seem to recall you doing the same.]
[[Aibou, I believe we have arrived.]]
The three jerked their thoughts back to the present as they came to a stop outside a set of huge double doors leading off the entrance hall into the Great Hall. Their wizard guide motioned them inside.
Inside the Great Hall was lit by thousands of candles floating in midair above four, long tables, and the ceiling high above was scattered with stars among a velvety black like the night sky outside. Yugi followed the gazes of the other students to the dais where the high table stood. One of the first years was just walking up to a stool with a dusty, battered witch's hat. She picked it up on dropped it over her head. The next moment Yugi nearly jumped out of his skin in shock as the hat shouted, "Hufflepuff!"
The girl took off the hat, placed it back down on the stool, and walked shakily to one of the long tables. There were only four first-years left, and as each one was sorted Yugi felt increasingly nervous.
// Don't worry, aibou, you'll be fine. Though if I were Ryou, I think I'd be more concerned about the Tomb Robber. //
The white-haired youth seemed to be thinking the same thing. His hand was nervously tracing the circle of his Ring, hidden beneath the new, black robes.
/ Umm, Bakura . . . Do you think you could, well . . . /
// Block myself out when you get sorted? //
/ Yeah . . . /
// Fine, but I'm bored and I want some time to look around later. //
/ All right. /
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* The Shadow Realm *~*~*~*
The Dark Magician sighed in relief as he shut the door to his study. Finally, he could get some peace and quiet . . .
"Dark!"
A groan escaped the exasperated magician at the all-too-familiar voice. The Celtic Guardian grinned at him from his perch on the windowsill.
"Have you heard, Dark? All over the realm monsters are disappearing!"
"This is serious, Celtic. We think they are being drawn into the mortal world by some disturbance in the equilibrium."
The elf tilted his head. "If you say so, Dark. But anyway, I came to ask if you wanted to come visit Osiris with me. Did you know that Obelisk has moved to Bakura's place? Kaiba gave him to him incase there was ever the need for the yamis to summon the God Cards."
Dark shivered. "Three of the most feared and powerful monsters all gathered around the same area . . . I have a bad feeling about this."
"Oh, relax. Do you make a habit out of sounding like doom? Come on, we haven't met Osiris since he arrived."
"All right, all right," the magician said, resigned. "Let's go."
But as he opened the door to let them out, an unnatural breeze began to blow. By instinct the Dark Magician grabbed the doorframe with one hand and Celtic's wrist with the other. The wind swirled around them, increasing in speed and ferocity by the second. Soon the howling gale was tearing at them, prying Dark's fingers from their grasp and flinging them out into total darkness.
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AN: I didn't actually mention what houses they were in so here it is:
Yugi = Gryffindor Ryou = Gryffindor Malik = Slytherin
I decided not to use Ravenclaw or Hufflepuff for the main characters because of how little I know about these houses.
Hope you liked the chapter, please R&R!