Disclaimer: Me no own Harry Potter or Yugioh.

SPOILER WARNING: This story takes place in Harry's 6th year so there will be spoilers from Book 5! DO NOT flame me because of it.

New Game, New Rules Chapter Two A Visit to the Inn and the Ally Behind It

"I already knew your name, I can hear you talking you know."
-Kaida

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BEEP BEEP BEEP!

Kaida slammed her hand on her alarm clock's snooze button for the seventh time that afternoon. She didn't want to get up. Sleep, sleep was good. She carelessly looked over at the clock, glancing at the time, then bolted out of bed, wide-awake.

'4:50, dude, I must have hit the snooze button six or seven times. The bus is going to be here in ten minutes!'

Tying the laces of her sneakers, she slowly heaved her trunk down the stairs, through the house, out the door, and to the end of her driveway. Running back inside, grabbed a pop tart and her purse. Placing the pop tart in her mouth, she wrote a quick letter to her parents, telling them where she was going, that she was safe, and not to worry. She mentally checked things off as she raced outside.

'Purse...check....birthday money and savings...check....letter....check....trunk....check.... pop tart....check.'

Fifteen seconds till five, the bus should be turning down her one way street any moment now. Ten seconds......where is the bus....seven....is it late....four....the letter said five sharp....two...one. Her watch beeped, but was droned out by a loud bang and a double deckard bus appeared. A very pimply man stepped out.

"Hello I'm Stan and I'll be your conductor this fine afternoon."

"Nani?"

"Stan," said a voice from the bus, "We're in Japan, she doesn't speak English."

"Oh, right."

Silently, helped her carry her trunk onto the bus. She couldn't help from keeping her eyes from widening. Instead of seats, there were about a couple dozen beds, her trunk was in front of the one behind the driver.

"That's it, I guess. We'd better be off."

And the bus took of with an another loud BANG!

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The loud bang of the Knight Bus landing caused Yugi to scream. He guessed that the conductor didn't speak Japanese, when he silently helped him load his trunk. The bus was completely empty, minus a girl sitting behind the driver, reading. The girl looked about his age, 15 or 16, and had navy blue hair that fell down to her mid back and bangs that fell in her eyes which she brushed back every couple of minutes. She looked up to see what the commotion was, revealing a pair of golden orbs. (A/N: Congratulations to me, I finally told you what Kaida looks like.)

He sat on the bed next to her.

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//I told you this was a big joke. The bus it five minutes late.//

/I'm sure it's just running late./

But deep down, Ryou had some doubts. What if his yami was right, what if was just one big setup.

BANG!

A large bus appeared in front of them and a man stepped out.

/See Bakura, I told you it would come./

"Hi."

"You can speak English?"

"Sure, I was born in England; English is my native language."

"Well then, welcome to the Knight Bus. My name's Stan and I'll be your conductor this afternoon."

"I'm Ryou."

Taking his footlocker, he loaded the bus to find Yugi there.

"What are you doing here?" they asked each other at the exact same moment.

Sitting across from him, Ryou began to explain the letter from Hogwarts. The talk of magic continued for some time that then turned to duel monsters.

After about an hour or so the arrived in Egypt to pick up Isis and Malik.

"You guys, do you think we should introduce ourselves to her." Ryou pointed to Kaida, who was still reading her novel.

"Sure," said Yugi, turning around. "Um hi."

The girl didn't look up from her book. "Hi," she replied in an icy voice.

"Um well, I'm Yugi and I was wondering if you would...uh...like to join me and my friends?"

"I already knew your name, I can hear you talking you know; Japanese is my native language."

"About the invitation, uh....um...well I don't know your name."

"Kaida, and no, I'm busy."

Yugi turned around.

"Cheery ain't she," said Malik.

"I can still here you, you stupid son of a-"

Yet another BANG! was heard interrupting her. Stan beckoned them off the bus where the found themselves outside of a small pub. A man with flaming red hair opened its door with a creak. Without a word he whipped out his wand, pointed it at the group, and muttered a small incarnation.

"There, that should allow you to read, write, and speak English. My name is Percy Weasly, Junior Assistant to the Minister. This is The Leaky Cauldron, where you will be staying for a couple days until you leave for the Hogwarts Express on September 1st. Your luggage is already inside your rooms. Your stay is on the house." He handed each one of them a letter and a key. "Mr. Bakura, room 46; Miss Ishtar, room 48; Mr. Ishtar room 49; Miss Micsuei, room 47; and Mr. Mouto, room 50. Tom will show you to the ally. Good day to you all." And with a large crack, he disappeared.

"Charming fellow, isn't he?" remarked Kaida, who was the first to speak. "Acted like he was above us, a waste of his time."

"Sounds like someone else we just met," muttered Malik under his breath.

She glared at him, giving him a look just daring him to say another word. "Are you talking about me?"

"Yes, I am talking about you."

"Well sorry you don't like my attitude, but you just got to deal 'cause it isn't changing any time soon."

"You have to forgive my brother, he can be a little bit of a pain sometimes," stated Isis before Malik could counter her last remark.

"A little pain?"

"Well, he's a big pain in the butt. Trying to take over the world every other week, stealing cards, forming illegal organizations, sending.....well you get the drift."

"Wow and to think I wanted a little brother; I'm glad I'm an only child, um uh, I don't know your name."

"Isis, Isis Ishtar, and you are?"

"Kaida Micsuei."

"Will you two cut the chick chat, I would like to get inside before my insides become water, but that look's like it won't happen."

"Shut up," said Kaida spitefully and heading inside with the others.

Stepping inside they found a dingy little bar, extremely dark. It was pretty much empty, minus two old women, one smoking a long pipe, sitting in the corner finishing what looked like breakfast. The clock that hung above the fireplace read 9:30 am. Behind the bar was, what Malik described as, a "toothless old geezer".

Isis walked up to him, asking him where rooms 46 through 50 were. He replied, telling them to go up to the second floor and they were the first five rooms on the right.

"Ok, so everyone change out of there wet clothes and we'll meet downstairs in fifteen minutes."

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Fifteen minutes past and everyone was downstairs, minus Kaida, who was five minutes late after the shock of her mirror giving her fashion advice ("You know, most people here can't read Japanese, so you really shouldn't wear a shirt with a statement written in it.). Opening their letters, they each received the same opening statement.

(A/N: I didn't mention this in the last chapter but Ryou is taking Arithmancy as well as Ancient Runes and Divination and Malik's taking Occlumency, Care of Magical Creatures, and Ancient Runes)

Dear (insert surname here),

Due to the fact you have had no previous magical study, we are asking you to buy the course books for most of the past five years, to reefer to as reference. Though you will only need the starred ones for class. (Yugi got a note saying he couldn't take Divination as well)

Uniform:
1. Three sets of plain work robes (black)
2. One plain pointed hat (black) for daily wear
3. One pair of protective gloves (dragon hide or similar)
4. One winter cloak (black, silver fastenings)
5. One set of dress robes (to be worn at formal occasions) Please note that all pupils' clothing should carry nametags.

Course Books All students should have a copy of the following:
The Standard Book of Spells (Grade 1)
By Miranda Goshawk
The Standard Book of Spells (Grade 2)
By Miranda Goshawk
The Standard Book of Spells (Grade 3)
By Miranda Goshawk
The Standard Book of Spells (Grade 4)
By Miranda Goshawk
The Standard Book of Spells (Grade 5)
By Miranda Goshawk
The Standard Book of Spells (Grade 6)*
By Miranda Goshawk
A History of Magic
By Bathilda Bagshot
A History of Ancient Magic*
By Bathilda Bagshot
Magical Theory*
By Adalbert Waffling
A Beginners' Guide to Transfiguration
By Emeric Switch
An Intermediate Guide to Transfiguration
By Emeric Switch
An Advanced Guide to Transfiguration*
By Emeric Switch
One Thousand and One Magical Herbs and Fungi*
By Phyllida Spore
Magical Drafts and Potions*
By Arsenius Jigger
Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them*

By Newt Scamander

The Dark Forces: A Guide to Self-Protection
By Quentin Trimble German and Norse Runes
By Amdanster Stone Hieroglyphs; Writing of the Egyptians*
By Isis Coosaorry
Unfogging the Future*
By: Sibyl Alomancy
A Guide to Arithmancy*
By Pythagoras Torange
Fighting With Your Mind*
By Yohan Sebock

Other equipment:
1 wand
1 cauldron (pewter, stander size 2)
1 set glass or crystal phials
1 telescope
1 set brass scales
Students may also bring and owl OR a cat OR a toad

"Well that's one long book list," commented Malik.

"Do you think we can find all this here?"

Tom, who was cleaning the nearby table, stepped over to them. "If you want to go to the ally, follow me."

Taking the foreigners out back, the brick three up and two across of the trash can. The brick he toughed began to wiggle and soon parted enough to admit a fairly tall person.

"This is Diagon Ally," said Tom. "The first thing you'll want to do is go over to Gringotts, the bank, and exchange your muggle money for gold. Gringotts it the white marble building right in front of you, see it?" They nodded their heads.

"Now the gold coins are called Galleons," he explained. "Seventeen silver Sickles to a Galleon and twenty-nine bronze Knuts to a Sickle, got it."

Isis, nodded, showing the paper she wrote the conversions down on.

"Good, you'll find all you school supplies in here. Good luck." Tom turned to go back inside.

"Well my best bet would be to split up after we go to the bank. How about Isis and I together and Malik, Ryou, and Yugi together?"

The three boys nodded their heads extremely fast, none of them wanting to go shopping with two teenage girls. "Malik going to come with us since I have all of the money," said Isis and added just audible to her brother, "and so I can keep an eye on you."

Isis and Kaida started down the road, followed by Yugi, Ryou, and Malik.

"Boy, Malik, I feel bad for you."

"Yeah, going shopping with two teenage girls, may Ra take pity on you."

As they entered the bank, they notice two short creatures with a pointed beard and long fingers and feet-goblins. Engraved on the door were words that caused Ryou to hold up his ring.

Enter, stranger, but take heed Of what awaits the sin of greed, For those who take, but do not earn, Must pay most dearly in their turn. So if you seek beneath our floors A treasure that was never yours, Thief, you have been warned, beware Of finding more than treasure there.

/So don't you even try to steal anything./

//Yeah, yeah, yeah, whatever.//

They walked up to a counter with the words: Muggle Money Exchange over it.

Isis went first, exchanging her and Malik's pounds for gold, while the rest of them traded their yen.

"It's about ten now," said Kaida after they all were jingling with gold, "We'll meet back at the Leaky Cauldron at 5."

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'It's all my fault, if I had just learned occlumency like Dumbledore wanted me to, Sirius would have still been here.'

"Harry, Harry, snap out of it mate."

Harry Potter left his thoughts as he looked up at his best friend, Ron Weasly.

"Sorry," he mumbled.

"Listen, I know your thinking about Sirius, and don't tell me you're not. It wasn't your fault that he died, Harry; it wasn't, so you need stop blaming yourself. I know how you feel, we all miss him."

"You don't understand, Ron, it was my fault, no matter what you or Dumbledore or anyone says. I was too- too thickskulled to realize that Voldemort was tricking me. And no you don't know how it feels. Sirius was just another person to you. He wasn't the only living family member that you had."

"Well, he wasn't technically a family member."

"You knew what I meant."

"Sorry, mate, but you don't need to jump down my throat about it, though."

Harry turned back to the road, to find, what looked like a the time, a three foot pile of books with legs out in front of him, as he fell to the ground with a crash.

"Watch the where the hell you are going, buddy, or do those glasses of yours not work properly!"

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Isis, Malik and Kaida headed out of Gringotts and over to Flourish and Blotts, the bookstore, figuring that it might be best to get their books first.

"But, they're going to be so heavy; we have, what, about thirty books apiece? And you expect to carry them around all day."

"No Malik, we're going to drop the books off at our rooms and then head back out, so quit you whining."

The bookstore was crowded with Hogwarts students that it was almost impossible to walk anywhere without running into someone. Kaida grabbed her six Stander Spell books, and three Transfiguration books when something caught her eye. Set up on a table, in the corner of one of the rooms, were a couple of books on dragons. Feeling compelled to it, she walked over and scanned its contents.

'101 to Kill a Dragon, Dragon and Their use in Magic, A Dragon's Self- Protection Guide, great God, do these people hate dragons or what, wait what's this?'

Rummaging down to the bottom of the pile she a dingy, ancient looking book, who's title was so faded, that she had to look on the title page to read it's title, Dragons of the Ancient Race. She flipped through it, glancing at its components, smiling to show her satisfaction.

"Well, well, well, what do we have here?" asked a drawling voice. Kaida spun her head around, navy strands of hair falling into her face from the speed. Using a hand to brush the hair in her face away, her golden orbs looking at the person in front of her. He was about her height, about 16, 17. His white blond hair was sleeked back from his pale face, a grin played on his lips.

"What do you want, albino boy?" she asked him coldly.

"What did you just call me?" his smile leaving his mouth.

"Al-bi-no boy," pronouncing every syllable. "Is your vocabulary that bad, or is it that you just can't hear?"

"I'll choose to ignore that last comment. So, what's a pretty thing like you doing here?"

"Well lets see, it's a couple days before school starts and I'm in a bookstore with a pile of course books at my feet, I think I'm going school shopping," adding the book on dragons to the stack

"There's no need to sarcastic about it. Are you here alone?"

"No, I'm with some friends, who are in another part of the story. So, if you'll excuse me," she said picking up her books, "I'm going to find them."

"No."

"What did you say?"

"I said no, I not threw with you," he had on a smug grin and took a step forward as Kaida stepped back, bumping into the card table.

"Leave me alone."

"Draco, I see you made a charming little friend," said a woman stepping behind him.

The boy looked over at his mother, while Kaida use this diversion to slip away unnoticed. Grabbing the rest of her course books, she walked up to the register and paid 24 Galleons, 13 Sickles, and 4 Knuts for them. But it wasn't till she walked outside that she spotted Isis and Malik. Isis explained how she had to literally drag him away from 'Curses and Countercurses' before she asked her where she was.

Kaida was explaining about that boy Draco and the situation she was in.

"So when I asked him what he said he just replied 'I'm not threw with you' and then started to approach me, and you have to understand that this is a tiny little side room, so I did the best to back away, but the ta-"

She toppled to the ground as a black-haired boy ran into her, which, after what from then on she called 'The Bookstore Incident', a bit edgy.

"Watch the where the hell you are going, buddy, or do those glasses of yours not work properly! You baka British, always thinking that there the best, trying to take advantage of you. You would hope someone would be like 'Oh look, there's someone carrying about three feet worth of books and she can't see where she's going, why don't I step aside.' But no, she can move aside for me, I'm the superior one, no one is greater than me because I'm British."

"Listen missy, no need to jump down his throat," said a red-haired boy.

"I will jump down his throat if I want to, baka. But then again that so typical, defend your friend even when it's so obvious that he's wrong. Why did I even come to England to learn magic; I already know more power- er- powerful stuff then magic, like languages for example."

"Micsuei, snap out of it," said Isis, pulling her away from her rage, "we get the point, they're British, they're class A baka's, trust me, I know."

"Sorry, 'Is, kinda got a little carried away, but still, could they at least look where they're going?"

"Well, it's not all my fault," said the boy with the black hair, "If you had been watching where you were going instead of talking your heads off, you would have seen me!"

"Oh yeah, well I do believe you bumped into me," she argued back, now a large crowd gathered around them, watching them bicker.

"That depends on your point of view, it could easily be that you ran into me."

The crowd around them parted suddenly and a man wearing a lime-green hat stepped into the circle.

"Harry, what are you doing? Are you ok?"

The man's reaction was not what she had expected and caused her to really lose her temper. Gathering her books, she started to ramble on in Japanese. "Oh so ideal, side with the boy, not with the foreigner, the girl. She knows nothing, nothing at all." She ignored the strange looks the crowd was giving her, including the black-haired boy and the gray-haired man, and continued to gather her books. "We can just bulldoze any person whose native language isn't English and its okay. They don't have feelings, not at all."

"Kaida," said Isis in Japanese, "We really should be going now, come on."

Helping her to her feet, they picked up their books and head to the Leaky Cauldron. As Kaida past the man that came to the boy called Harry's rescue an icy glare. (Seto: That glare is my trademark. Solo_girl: Well too bad for you, it's also hers)

"Sayonara."

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After getting some quills and parchment, a basic potion ingredients kit, a cauldron, brass scales, crystal phials, and a collapsible telescope a piece, Yugi and Ryou to try and find a shop for robes, which might I add, they had been quite unsuccessful for the last 20 minutes.

"Ok lets try that one," said Yugi pointing to a dim shop across the street.

Stepping inside, they saw right away that they weren't in a robe shop, an antique shop more like it.

"Let's go Ryou, this place gives me the creeps."

Turning to go, Ryou's eye caught a flash of silver, causing him to turn suddenly. Approaching the spot where the light had come, he picked up two pale sleek brooms.

"Yugi come here, look at these!"

"I see you're looking at the old Silver Arrows we have, a very fine old broom."

The two boys jumped at the sound of the mystical voice. An old woman with white hair in a bun, wearing a large red shall.

"Much like the new Firebolts they have out; birch handle, the demand's gone down though, not many collectors willing to buy with You-Know-Who back, and races want those Firebolts. Of course these are much cheaper then Firebolts, 35 Galleons, Firebolts are anywhere from 100 to 200. Great condition, still work."

"What do you think, Yug, should we get them?"

"Why not."

Walking outside was like entering heaven; the antique shop was so stuffy.

"I hate to say this, but I think we should ask for directions."

The next store had a sign that read, 98 Diagon Ally; The Weasley Wizard Wheezes. The store was covered from top to bottom with what appeared to be joke stuff. At the counter was a red head about 18, 19, with lots of freckles. The bells on the door jingled as two guys walk in, one with black hair and the other with red (again).

"Harry, Ron; oy George," he called to the back, "Harry and Ron are here."

Carrying a large box out of the door behind the counter came another red head, which Yugi and Ryou assumed was George. He had to have been the other's twin by their appearances.

"What are you doing here?"

"Well, this girl runs into me, let's just say she had an attitude problem." George, or was it the other, raised an eyebrow. "She was carrying about 20 books, and just runs into me. So I'm kind of out of it and she just starts yelling at me, saying how I think that British are superior, and that I think that I can run over anyone. And so anyway she starts to attract a crowd. She in the middle of a row with me and then Fudge comes and asks me if I'm ok and she just flips out and starts ranting in some foreign language. Then get this, she's passing by Fudge and giving him this look that could kill. Oh yes, she called me and Ron a baka, whatever that means."

Yugi did his best to smother a laugh. "Baka means idiot," he said quietly, causing everyone to turn and looked at him and there was that uncomfortable silence. "Well, I thought you wanted to know."

One of the twins was the first to speak, "What spell or potion did you use on your hair, you midget first year."

//Midget, MIDGET!!! It's not your fault you're short, it's your Ra forsaken parents DNA.//

/I know Yami, just don't cause a scene, it might scare the mortals./

//You know, you're starting to sound a bit like Bakura; have you been hanging around him, are you?//

/No Yami, it's just that they are./

//Hhmm, well can I come out at least.//

/Sure./

With a sudden flash of light, Yami took the place of Yugi, thought the only one to notice it was Ryou, who lost control of his body as Bakura left the ring.

"Acutely, if you would believe it, it's natural," said Yami, pausing for a moment to enjoy the looks on the boys faces. "And one other thing Never. Ever. Call. Me. A. Midget. Again. If. You. Value. Your. Life. I'm sixteen." 'Give or take 5,000 years or so.'

"Sorry, so can we interest you boys in anything?"

"Not really, but do you know where we can get some robes?"

The four boys looked at Yami strangely, a 'If your sixteen, then why don't you know where Madam Malkin's is' expression played across there faces. One of the twins tilted his head a little bit, as if trying to find a hidden secret.

"Well, do you know we can get some?"

"Oh yeah," said black-haired boy, snapping out of his trance. "Strait down the road; Madam Malkin's, Number 46 Diagon Ally."

"Wow, so you actually were a little helpful, and not just some soulless freaks," said Bakura sarcastically.

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Kaida was still in a pissy mood two hours after the little incident; after buying almost all of her school supplies.

"Listen Kaida, you need to forget about it. And honestly, what are the odds of you seeing him again; there's about a thousand kids in the school. Are you even listening to me? Kaida, earth to Kaida!"

Still not answering her, Isis followed her gaze to a small shop with cages of owls; an owl shaped sign read 'Eeylops Owl Emporium'.

"Isis, look in there, see that owl?" She pointed to the shop. "The one with the auburn feathers? Just look at her, she's so beautiful, isn't she"

Isis nodded, although she never really saw it. The owl seemed to take her mind off the events from earlier. She seemed more relaxed, calmer.

"So why don't you go and buy it?" asked Malik, who was getting a little impatient just standing in the middle of the street.

Kaida looked at him, her eyes sparkling like two stars in the middle of the night sky, a smile kissing her lips.

"I think I will, come on!" She grabbed his wrist, and started to tug him to the shop. "'Is, you coming?"

"I'm going to go next door," she said, pointing to Magical Menagerie. "Just keep an eye on Malik for me, I shouldn't be gone for more than ten minutes. Malik, beehive yourselves."

"Yes mother."

There were cages full of screeching and hooting owl of all shapes and sizes. Kaida finally stopped pulling along Malik when she reached the bird's cage (who slipped away when she wasn't looking).

"Can I help you with anything?" said a witch coming out from behind the counter and walking over to her. "I see you're looking at our Asian Bay Owl, a very beautiful bird. She about 2 years old, first one sold to us in a couple of years. They're hard to get, seeing they're from the Far East."

"How much is she?"

"19 Galleons, a real bargain, seeing that they are rare."

"She's so pretty, here," handing the witch the gold. "Come on Malik lets....go? Ok, where are you?" she walked back over to the witch. "Um excuse me, but did you see a blond-haired boy around here?"

She nodded and pointed to one of the corners. "He's looking at some of our larger birds."

She smiled then walked over to him. "Well, I'm ready to go; so come on."

"Do you know where Isis is? I need 10 Galleons."

"What for?"

"To get an owl," he stated plainly and pointed to a large gray one with the sign 'Northern Hawk Owl 10 Galleons' on its cage.

"I'll pay for it; but you are going to pay me back later today, got that straight. The next time you see Isis, you are going to get 10 Galleon."

Handing the witch the money, the two of them left the store with their owls.

"Where is that stupid sister of mine?"

"I'm right here," said a voice behind him. She carried a cat carrier in one hand and her purse in the other.

"Ok, what type of monster did you get?"

"It's a Siamese cat," she opened the door allowing them to see the black and white cat look out a them with two blue eyes. "Hathor."

"Goddess of love, beauty, and mirth," muttered Kaida. She noticed Isis looking at her oddly and a blush formed on her cheeks. "I did a report on Egyptian gods and goddesses. And Malik owes me ten Galleons."

As they walked over to Madam Malkin's, Isis describe the pet store where she bought her cat. A witch looked up from her stitching. "Hogwarts, dears?" they nodded. "Well, just step up to a stool and we'll get you fitted."

They stood up on the stool for thirty minutes before their robes were pinned, cloaks lengthened, and got their dragon hide gloves and pointed hats.

"Is that all?"

"No, we need to find dress robes."

Madam Malkin pointed to one side of the shop where there were racks of dress robs, work robes, and cloaks. Isis ended up getting white dress robes, while Malik got some of deep ebony. Kaida sifted through the robes for some time before finding something.

"Look at this!" She held up a navy blue, hooded cloak.

"Why do you need it, you're already getting a black one."

"Yeah but this one has a hood and it's navy blue!"

Finally she found some of golden dress robes with a high collar and an amethyst pendent at the throat. The bell shaped sleeves hung loosely at her writs, measuring about a foot in diameter in the bottom.

As they stepped out into the sunlight, Kaida ripped opened one of her packages, and swung the navy cloak around her shoulders, allowing her hair to drape casually over the hood.

"Why are you wearing that stupid cloak?"

"Because I like it. Now shut up and walk Malik."

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After dropping their robes (which they gave a couple extra inches on the bottom for when they switched), dress robes (Yugi got red and Ryou got an emerald green), books, and their other purchases back in their rooms, Yugi and Ryou went to go and buy their wands (but not before stopping to get birds. Yugi got a falcon, while Ryou bought a short-brown owl.)

In peeling gold letters over a door read 'Ollivanders: Makers of Fine Wands since 382 BC'.

//I was born almost 3000 years before this guy even made his first wand.//

/I know Yami; just please don't make a scene?/

The store was small; single chair, an empty counter, and shelves filled with thousands, perhaps even millions of narrow, black boxes. Yugi ran the bell on the table and almost instantly heard a noise causing both him and Ryou to jump. Standing in the doorway was the sallowest of Malik, Isis, and Kaida.

"Can I help you five with something?" said a voice behind them. An old man with wild, white hair and silvery eyes stepped into view.

"Um, yeah, we're here to get wands."

Mr. Ollivander beckoned him forward, a tape measure magically sprang out of his hand and began to measure the short boy. Mr. Ollivander bounced around the store, pulling black boxes off the shelves.

"Almost every wand we sell here as one of three basic cores; phoenix feather, unicorn hair, or dragon heartstring, although every so often we will come across a magical substance other than that of the usual three. No two wands are the same just like no two dragons, unicorns, or phoenixes are quite the same. Mahogany, 12 inches, phoenix feather, quite wispy. Try it."

He handed Ryou the wand, who just held it. "Give it a wave." He gave the wand a small flick, and admitting a few balls of fire. "No, no, no! Try this, beach, dragon heartstring." The wand exploded. "Apparently not." The wands began to pile up and it wasn't until about 50th wand till he got a positive result. "Maple, twelve-and-a-half inches, unicorn hair, springy." Ryou let the wand come down and it let out silver light, nearly blinding almost everyone in the store. If a person was not covering their eyes and looked really close, you would have noticed that it wasn't the wand making the light, but rather was admitted from a dazzling white figure with four long legs, long, wispy tail, and an enchanting horn on its head. Ryou's owl started freaking out.

"Well, it seems like we found the right wand. 'Twas a beautiful unicorn, too. Fully grown, but had a horn of twisting gold and silver and although his coat was silver, his mane was pure gold. Spent a week at St. Mungo's after getting pulling his tail. I still have the scar. That will be 20 Galleons."

Ryou handed him the money and stepped back, trying to calm his bird. "Shhh, Anubis, it's ok."

Yugi, at the mean time, was going through the same measuring ritual as Ryou. The boxes began to stack up, reaching triple digits.

"Tricky customer, not to worry, we'll find the wand that's right for you. Willow, thirteen inches, dragon heartstring." The wand did absolutely nothing after he waved it. "Clearly not." Mr. Ollivander disappeared behind the counter looking at the labels on the boxes. After twenty minutes he reappeared with a single, faded box, covered in dust.

"I doubt this one still works, one hundred years old, the phoenix burst into flames at the exact time the feather was taken, so it was covered in flames when placed in this wand. I'm surprised that the wood didn't burn, some form of papyrus, I believe. I still don't understand what a wild phoenix was doing in Egypt, though. Ten-and-three-quarter inches, rather bendy."

Yugi gave the wand a little wave, and just like Ryou's first wand, let out a ball of fire. This fire, however, was not one of uncontrollable power, but gracefully formed itself into a magnificent bird with fiery wings. The bird circled the room twice before dissolving into a puff of smoke. All eyes were on him, minus a set of golden ones, for they were too busy cooing over a bird now carrying the name of Ma'at.

"Wow!" said Yugi quietly.

"Amazing," said Mr. Ollivander, who was still perplexed. "Normally they only send out red or green spark, and if we're luck, blue, but never something as spectacular as your wand performances. 24 galleons."

Time dragged on as Malik got his wand, taking nearly as much time as Yugi. The hours slowly passed until the right wand was found, causing Malik to grumble something about this being a waste of time.

"Let's try this one," said Mr. Ollivander after what seemed like the millionth wand, though in reality was only the hundred and second one. "Elm, unicorn hair, fourteen inches."

A strange sensation penetrated his fingers and shivered up his spine as he gripped the wand. A great bird shot out of the wand, its backside that of a lion. It's red feathers glistened in the light of the shop; the cinnamon lion fur lying sleekly along the back.

"Odd, quite odd. This hair was a birthday gift given to me by a friend, told me it was a unicorn hair he bought from a shop in Sweden. Should have suspected something after seeing the color. No matter, it works for you."

Isis found hers in mere seconds compared to the other three. Eleven inches, pine, hair of a winged-horse. When waved the wand let out a horse of jet black, large feathered wings with a wingspan of 10 meters stretched out to their full length as it cantered a few paces before disappearing.

Kaida stepped up to the spotlight after waiting about four and half-hours. The wands began to pile up, until the black boxes on the shelves dwindled down to a small enough number that they looked like a Dalmatian just getting its spots.

"Well, we are a tricky customer," mumbled Mr. Ollivander, as he scurried to the back to try to find more wands.

'This is just a waste of my time, can't this guy see that none of these wands work for me!?'

Absentmindedly, she placed her hand onto the windowsill, resting upon a wand on a faded purple pillow. Instinctively she brought the wand down. Sparks emerged from the wand in colors that were almost unheard of; green, royal blue, red, baby blue, white, and black. The streams of sparks twisted and turned themselves into the heads of some unknown creature; Kaida just stood there gapping. The figures began to intertwine in each other; colors blending together; the shape getting smaller till it was no smaller than a pinhead. Suddenly, it exploded into a gigantic flash of light. Scared, she tried to put it back, but was stopped the ancient-looking storekeeper.

"Where did you find that wand?"

Knowing that there was no point in lying about it, she told him that she had 'accidentally' picked up the wrong wand.

"Remarkable, simply remarkable, that wand is over 2000 years old, they should never work after that long. It's been handed down throughout the family; I don't even know exactly what its core is, dragon heartstring I think. But then again, it's the wand that chooses the witch or wizard. Very well here you go."

The five of them left the shop with very confused looks on their faces.

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Happy Birthday to me, Happy Birthday to me, happy birthday happy birthday, Happy Birthday to me! Today's my 14th birthday, thank you one and all and I got Mulan and Anna and the King, two of my favorite videos, on DVD. Well second chapter's done; 18 pages, 6,244 words, and 316 paragraphs later. Thank you to my one loyal reviewer. I think I'm going to make the chapters shorter to be able to update once a week, but Ra, teachers think that you have no life outside of school. Four weeks in, and I've already had like 30 quizzes and tests, 8 long term projects due, and more Italian and Latin homework than you can shake a stick at. I hate high school. Ciao!
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