Leaving Illusions Behind

Written by Li Cruz

Chapter Three: Professor Motou?

Author Notes:

Hello again. Got a website for you to catch up on the latest chapter at www.geocities.com/rantermaster if Fanfiction.net goes down. Also I'm posting a second fanfiction called Tsuki Detectives, a Yu Yu Hakusho and another popular anime crossover. This will also be available at my webpage. So enjoy the latest chapter of LIB.

Also I'm starting another fiction called Tsuki Detectives. Of if you like this one, try Tsuki Detectives.

Signing out

Li Cruz (rantermaster@yahoo.com)

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The portkey brought Harry, Snape, Albus, and Petunia into the infirmary. Madam Pomfrey and an older man were in the corner, obliviously healing the youngster. Harry watched as Snape, who still wasn't acting like the professor he knew, drop his jaw.

Pomfrey and the old short man finished off their cadence of spells. They turned, both wearing slight but wearied smiles. They walked over. The headmaster waited patiently for the news.

"It's quite amazing, Albus. The boy is quite a quick healer. Most of the minor injuries were fading by time Solomon arrived. We really only had to heal the more severe wounds and a fractured ribcage." Pomfrey stated. "Who is he, Albus?"

"I think we can trust everyone here to keep a secret, no?" Albus replied.

Everyone nodded. Albus's eyes twinkled merrily.

"The boy seems to be one of the supposed demons summoned here by some muggles."

"A demon, Albus. The scan spell revealed him to be human." The man Pomfrey identified as Solomon said. "You have to do better than that."

"What about how he hid himself in the shadows even in the light?" Harry asked as Pomfrey realized that Harry was hurt.

She steered him into one of the beds. Harry sighed in exasperation.

"How he can do that, I do not known, but perhaps upon his awakening, we could ask him."

Albus waited as Pomfrey checked everyone over. Solomon watched on amused.

"It's been a long time, old friend." Albus said cheerily. "One wouldn't think it has been fifteen years since you were last here. You haven't aged a bit."

"Nonsense, Albus. I'm over ninety years old. And those past fifteen years have been anything but quiet." Solomon exclaimed.

"What do you mean by that, Solomon?" Albus asked, his eyes losing some of their twinkle.

"My grandson, Yugi, of course. The boy is a trouble magnet. I've had my hands full ever since my daughter and husband died." Solomon Motou chuckled.

"Ah, your grandson. He does look a little bit of a troublemaker, doesn't he?"

Solomon shook his head. "No, he just dresses like that. Yugi's a gentle soul and doesn't like getting into trouble."

Albus laughed, then grew serious. "Tell me, Solomon, why'd you never sent Yugi to a wizarding school. I hear Japan had several schools that could give Hogwarts a run."

"He's a late bloomer. Actually he was labeled a squib. By time his talents appeared, the schools had taken him off their list. There are several others like that."

"Like Isthar Marik and Bakura Ryou, his two companions and one other who is at the moment busy with family matters."

"Yes, Albus. That is why when you offered me another teaching position here, I had asked you to consider them."

Albus smiled, eyes twinkling bightly. Solomon Motou always could sense another person's potential and talents in magic.

"Yes, the wizarding has traditionally ignored the late bloomers."

Snape stalked over, not looking as threatening wearing only a pair of pants. Solomon snorted, resisting the urge to laugh. Snape raise a eyebrow at him. Harry watched on curious.

"Professor Motou again, I presume." Snape drawled.

Solomon nodded slowly, a small smile on his lips.

"Defense Against the Dark Arts? You must know that position is cursed."

Professor Motou snorted. "So I've heard. Two idiots. And one poor werewolf who was decided it was better to resign after a close call with some students. A imposter during the Triwizard Tourament. And oh, yes, Umbrigde." Motou spat out her name.

Harry couldn't help but smile slightly. So that old toad wasn't only hated by everyone of Hogwarts. Harry was surprised when Snape spoke.

"Well, Professor Motou, good luck on taking and holding onto the position."

Motou laughed at that. Aunt Petunia walked to the trio and the group left. Aunt Petunia called back that she'll come back after they lead her to a suite to stay in. Madam Pomfrey bustle up and hand Harry a sleeping draught. Harry mentally sighed as he drank it.



Yugi was bored. And a bored Yugi was not a good thing. Yami and Marik were dueling against one another. Ryou was again reading Hogwarts: A History, which Yugi had already read twice over. Grampa was with his old student, a Professor Snape.

Yugi, smiling, slipped out of the common room they were in. The portrait of a pink-dressed lady snorted in her sleep as Yugi slide by. Yugi was quite curious about the school and it looked fun to explore. Yugi eagerly struck out in a direction.

After two hours of exploration and avoiding a crabby old man and his cat, Yugi found himself in the Imfirmary. Two beds were occupied on the far side. One of the occupants were fast asleep. The other was propped up on an elbow, looking around.

Yugi stepped into the room, eager to talk to someone. The boy watched Yugi approach. The sleeper began to stir. Yugi took his time to look at both.

The now-awaking sleeper was almost as small as Yugi himself. His black hair was wild and there were red highlights to it. He picked up a pair of circular glasses, battered, and put them on. His bright emerald eyes regarded Yugi with as much curiosity as Yugi did. Yugi noted a strangely shaped scar on his forehead.

The other boy seemed content just to lay there. This boy was slightly thinner than the other and Yugi. He was definitely as short as Yugi. The boy's white hair, streaked with brilliant colors, framed an thin, almost feminine face. The almost black eyes regarded the two with a wary tired look. Yugi was faintly reminded of someone he had seen but he couldn't place where.

"Hullo, I'm Harry." The speckled boy offered when the silence began unbearable.

"I'm Yugi, Yugi Motou." Yugi replied in turn.

The other boy remained silent. Yugi shrugged after a while.

"Um. So why are you in the hospital wing?" Yugi asked, his curiosity getting the best of him.

"Er, well." Harry didn't know what to say.

Harry was saved from answering when Madam Pomfrey came out of her office.

"Mr. Motou, what are you doing here?" She demanded.

"Um. I was bored so I wandered around the school…" Yugi trailed off.

Pomfrey sighed in exasperation. "You and Professor Motou shared that same trait. Always wandering around when you are bored…"

She continued on this streak for a few minutes as she check Harry over once more. She summoned a crutch over to her and handed it to Harry.

"Your leg is healing slower than I expected in spite of the spell, Mr. Potter. You would do well to not to overdo it for at least three days." She stated before going over to the silent boy.

She started as the boy looked up at her. She shook her head before talking.

"I see you are up. How are you feeling?"

The boy just blinked at her in surprise. She frowned at him. The boy simply moaned. She blinked at this. Her eyes narrowed as she performed a spell. The quill and paper that had rested on the nightstand began writing. When it was finished, she read it. Yugi and Harry watched as Madam Pomfrey became white as a ghost.

Dumbledore and Aunt Petunia walked in at this point. Petunia stopped at the door. Dumbledore, on the other hand, walked up and took the sheet of parchment from Pomfrey's hands. She looked horrified at the paper now resting in Dumbledore's hand. He read it and sighed.

"Quite a predicament, we are in." Dumbledore addressed the silent boy.

Dumbledore turned to Petunia Evans as she approached. Dumbledore suddenly looked many years older. He managed a slight smile.

"Ms. Evans, would you mind taking Yugi with you?" He turned to Madam Pomfrey. "Poppy, kindly call everyone here. We will need all the help we can get."

With that, Dumbledore pulled the curtains around the other boy. Pomfrey shooed Harry, Yugi, and Aunt Petunia out before entering her office.

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Next on Leaving Illusion Behind:

Chapter Four: The Cursing of a Name