Holy crap I haven't updated this story in forever!! I wrote this chapter in health today…^.^ It was fun!! Who cares about stupid sex-ed? *kills the teacher* ON WITH THE FANFICTION!! R&R!!

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"Stole…the Millennium Rod?" Yugi asked in shock. "But you never let it out of your sight!"

"You think I don't know that, fool?!" Kaiba shook his head. "One minute it was there, and the next it was gone. …Like magic!" His angry footsteps echoed down the now silent hall as he paced. Every eye in the school was on him.

"Like…magic?" Harry whispered. Hermione herself even looked dumbfounded. Then a thought entered his head. "Hermione! Is there a spell that can snatch an object out of a person's hands without them noticing?"

Her bushy head turned to look at him. "Don't you ever pay attention in charms?" She asked, regaining some of her usual know-it-all composure. "It's like one of the easiest spells I've ever learned! Don't you remember it?"

"If I did, I wouldn't be asking, now would I?!"

"Hey guys?" Ron interrupted. "D'ya think Kaiba would sign my Blue Eyes?" He waved the card hopefully.

Harry smacked his forehead in exasperation. "Don't you have ANY sense of what's important?" Ron dropped the card back into his pocket with a sullen look.

"Was it Marik?" Yugi asked, counting off the possible thieves on his fingers.

Kaiba stopped pacing and turned around to stare at Yugi. "What are you, an idiot? I imprisoned him in the Shadow Realm!"

"You weren't supposed to do that!" Yami had taken control and was now glaring at the CEO. "Sending people to the Shadow Realm is not the answer!"

"Can it, you good-spouting twit!" Kaiba started pacing again.

"That's just what Pegasus did when he sent your little brother into the card!" Tristan put in. "Right, Jo -- JOEY?!"

Joey had snuck up beside Harry, notebook and pen in hand. "What?" The blond boy looked around. "I just wanted an autograph!"

"See, I'm not the only one!" Ron proclaimed in satisfaction.

Yami put a slender finger to his temple. "Why do these people have to be so idiotic?" He muttered. Then, "Well, who else would it be? I think we would have noticed if the spirit of the Millennium Ring had taken it." Bakura stepped back in embarrassment, quickly stuffing the Ring out of sight.

Before anyone could answer, a Slytherin prefect strode through the crowd, cutting off any conversation with his loud voice.

"Students!" He boomed. "Please be assured that we are keeping things as under control as possible. However, it would be greatly appreciated if you all went back to your dormitories--" The newcomers came into his line of sight as he neared the front of the crowd, and he stopped short. His eyes grew cold and wary for a few moments, then flickered away as if it had never been there at all. "--'allo, what's this? Newcomers? I'm sorry, but this is a very bad time, and we can't entertain visitors." A furtive glance flickered from person to person as students filed reluctantly past him, heading for their common rooms.

Before Kaiba could say something snooty, Yami jumped in. "We are not visitors. We are here on behalf of the strange happenings here."

"Who knew an ancient Egyptian could have such a vast vocabulary? Tristan whispered to Joey, who snickered and nodded.

The prefect eyed them all with disdain. "I-I mean, the prefects have it all under control," he said tightly. "Your assistance will not be necessary."

Before he knew it, Kaiba had grabbed him by the collar and shoved him up against the wall. "I didn't come here to "assist" you," he spat. "I came here to reclaim my Millennium Rod. Yami said it could probably be found here." He shot a glance at the spiky haired pharaoh. "Isn't that right, Yami?"

"I called the holders of the Millennium Items here to return the Shadow Realm to being detached from reality," Yami said levelly. "You assumed you would find your Rod here on your own. I didn't even know you had lost it." And that presents a problem, he added silently.

Kaiba dropped the prefect. "Well, maybe I did. But I also assumed you knew the location of the Items at all times."

"Whatever gave you that idea?"

"Excuse me," the prefect interrupted. "But my job is very demanding right now, and I can't allow strangers into the castle. Besides; how did you find this place, anyway? Hogwarts is supposed to be hidden from muggle view."

"That is unimportant," Yami said before anyone else could answer. "The fact is, we're here and we're not leaving until the Shadow Realm is safely detached from this world."

"Yeah!" Joey agreed. "And besides, who da heck are you anyway?! Prefects aren't THAT powerful in Hogwarts." His chest puffed out with pride. "I read da books!"

"Probably took ya a few years," Mai muttered.

The prefect gave him a withering look. "I am Todd Molvoroe, a fifth year prefect. If you insist on staying, you can go up to the Gryffindor common room and stay out of the way. I'm sure those young Gryffindors can show you the way." He pointed to a pillar where Harry, Ron, and Hermione thought they were hidden. Guiltily they stepped into view.

Yami nodded. "Alright. But I'm not promising we won't take a look around."

"Suit yourself." Todd took off down the corridor toward the Great Hall.

"Pleasurable guy, eh?" Tristan mumbled.

Hermione was the first to step forward. "I'll take you there," she said with a shy smile. Her eyes followed Kaiba as he walked toward her.

"Then let's go. I'm not gonna find my Rod by standing around looking stupid. Come on, you idiots. Let's go."