Haku: HELLO THERE!

Everyone within a five mile radius: YAAAGH! My ears!

Haku: Oh... heheh... sorry... Anyways, here it is... what I think you've all been waiting for (And I have been avoiding with a ten foot pole) the next chappie of YET ANOTHER HARRY POTTER CROSS!

Everyone within a five mile radius: ARE YOU TRYING TO MAKE ME DEAF WOMAN?

Haku: -cringes- Okay, okay, sorry, I'll stop shouting... but only because it's been... How long since I updated this fic?

Seto: About 4 weeks.

Haku: Oh... err... I really left you guys on a cliffie for that long? Sorry 'bout that...

DISCLAIMER:

Y. Haku: Think about it for a moment, where does my Hikari live?

Seto: In front of a computer.

Haku: Shush you! I live in Australia, and only know about a dozen Japanese words... do you really think I own either Yu-Gi-Oh! or Harry Potter? No? I didn't think so.

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Tenshi speaks out

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Wait, what's this? The hat sounded startled, like it had just found something. So well hidden, so well hidden, but it means that there's only one place for you. Yes. Your place is with the others in...

"GRYFFINDOR!" ((Haku: -cringes as everyone looks at her- Sorry! Majority rules, and I found it incredibly hard to write him into another house. God knows I tried!))

This last word was called out to the hall, as with some relief, Mokuba gently pulled the hat off his head and sat it back on the school, making his way across to the table to where the other Gryffindors were applauding madly. The boy sighed, Tenshi now back in her place on his head (where, In Mokuba's opinion, she belonged.) and he turned to watch the sorting.

However, the twins would have none of that, and sat either side of him.

"Hey there Mokuba..." Fred commented slyly, in a voice that Mokuba would later learn to be wary of, "Can I ask you something?"

Mokuba blinked, and commented, "You just did." Stating what he saw to be pretty much obvious.

Fred laughed, slapping him hard on the back. "You're a good kid, did you know that? But what I really want to know, is why did the hat take so bloody long?" With that, he and George moved slightly down the table, and sat.

"What was that about?" Mokuba asked himself, turning back to watch the toad-boy get sorted.

"GRYFFINDOR!" The hat cried, and the boy raced forward, hat still on his head, and the tables around burst into laughter. Mokuba chuckled slightly, but was quick to stop, for he really didn't enjoy laughing at others. Who would, what with Yugi as a friend?

"Oh, I'm so relieved." Said the boy, sitting down, some length along the table.

The rest of the sorting passed without incident, people really just going where it was assumed they would go. Harry, of course, was awarded the loudest applause, though he also received what looked like a few dark looks from the table on the far right. (?) The twins were up the table, shouting out "We got Potter!" in a way that made Mokuba laugh over the applause he was giving Harry. The boy from the train, (Professor McGonagall had called him Draco Malfoy) had gone into Slytherin, and according to the little Mokuba had seen of the boy, he most definitely belonged there. Ron, on the other hand, had made his family proud, getting into Gryffindor, and as the hat was slowly taken away, he lowered himself into a seat next to Harry with a relieved sigh.

Ron's older brother (Percy, apparently) leaned down the table at this point, congratulating Ron at his placement. Mokuba just watched, wondering what his brother would say if he knew he'd gotten into the house in which there were so many 'brave' people.

Mokuba grinned. Probably something along the lines of: "Yeah, but can you use computers in the common room?" For Mokuba had been severely disappointed upon learning technology didn't work inside school grounds.

Whilst mulling this over, Mokuba realised that the man seated in the middle of the staff table had stood up. The man was old, and looked frail, except he contained the spark of a great youth, and a touch of eccentricy. His eyes sparkled with warmth and merriment, and were the exact shade of blue as a clear lake on a cool spring day. He had long, silver hair, which Mokuba noticed was tucked into his belt, alongside his beard, which trailed down his face, giving him the look of a merry old man, without wearisome troubles. His arms were opened wide, and a bright smile had lit up his features, as if he were content and nothing would make him happier to see all his students about him.

Mokuba instantly trusted him.

And for once, so did Tenshi.

But it was his voice, Mokuba thought, that made him seem a kindly old man more than anything. For, when he spoke, the instant trust that Mokuba had developed only grew stronger. "Welcome!" He called, over the heads of the crowd, "Welcome to another year at Hogwarts! Before we begin our banquet, there are a few words that I would like to say to you, and they are:

NITWIT,

BLUBBER

ODDMENT

TWEAK!

Thankyou."

He sat down. Mokuba blinked. "Did I miss something?"

The pale and rather transparent ghost on Harry's left side smiled, and ruffled the boy's hair. "No you didn't me laddie, that's just Dumbledore's way." Mokuba wished that the ghost hadn't ruffled his hair, for his head felt ice cold where the pearly hand had touched it. Mokuba shrugged, and turned to the table once more. He blinked, turned back, and then turned again once more, in what was most definitely a double take.

The plates that had been empty were now full to the bursting, and Mokuba watched as students helped themselves to the banquet. He shrugged, then looked for something like rice, or fish that he could eat, and to his disappointment found none. Harry chose that moment to look up.

"What's wrong, Mokuba?" He asked, blinking.

Mokuba crinkled his nose as he put a rather small potato on his plate. "All this food, don't you think it's a bit heavy?" He said, taking as little as he could.

"Err..." Harry supplied, watching as Mokuba took dainty, suspicious bites. "It's just food, Mokuba... you know, potato? Steak?"

Mokuba blinked. "You mean you eat this stuff all the time???!!!"

Harry looked taken aback. "You don't?"

Mokuba sighed, sensing a cultural gap in play, and decided to eat the rest of the heavy food without complaint, secretly wishing for some dishes that he was more familiar with. While he ate the strange food, he listened.

"My gosh, that does look good." The pearly white ghost who had patted his head earlier sighed, as he watched Harry eat a bite of steak.

Harry started. "You mean you can't..."

"I haven't eaten in 400 years my boy." The ghost replied sadly. "Even if I don't need to, it would be nice once in awhile. I don't believe that I have introduced myself yet. I am Sir Nicholas De Mimsy-Porpington at your..."

"You're Nearly Headless Nick?" Ron asked, sounding slightly surprised, and missing the fact that Scabbers the rat was out of his pocket and eating the last of the boy's potato. Mokuba did notice though, and crinkled his nose slightly.

"I would prefer..."

"Nearly headless? How can you be Nearly headless?" A boy Mokuba didn't know entered the conversation.

The ghost looked rather disgruntled as he looked around at them all. "Like this." He pulled on his left ear, and his head flopped onto his shoulder. Everyone except Mokuba gasped. Mokuba just thought that Nick looked like something out of Bakura's Occult deck. ((Haku: The boy's been seriously desensitised, okay?)) Mokuba just laughed softly at the looks on the other's faces and gave Tenshi the last of his sausage.

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Around dessert, the subject of talk turned to their families. A boy named Dean Thomas had joined in, rather eager to talk to Mokuba. ("Stupid reflected glory.") The boy from earlier, Seamus, spoke first. "I'm half and half. It was rather a shock to me dad when me mam told him she was a witch. It was after they were married see."

A lot of people around laughed at that.

Toad boy (Neville), in answer to Ron's questioning told him that he was a full blood, but everyone had though he had no magic up until a few years ago.

Seemingly full of curiosity, Dean asked Mokuba about his lineage, and the boy felt a slight pang around his midsection. "I don't know." He whispered softly, staring at his melting ice-cream with unfocused eyes. "I know my brother's not, but I really don't know about my parents."

Harry shot him a look. "Why not?"

"I was adopted." It was an explanation that only the green eyed boy picked up the full implementation of.

"I'm sorry." Mokuba looked at him, and saw hurt in those green eyes. He realised they were both in the same situation. Orphans, who were famous for things they couldn't control. Both would most definitely rather have their parents to fame any day. The table fell quiet after that.

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Tenshi watched the sleeping form of her master. It had been an uneventful feast after that conversation, with the big, old human saying something that the creature had found unimportant after that. Something about a nasty third corridor that Tenshi would have to keep Master away from. She was content, for her dear master had given her her promised chocolate, but there was an edge of unease within her.

Humans were strange beings. After their growly conversation, Master had fallen quiet, and she felt that he was sad, though she didn't know why. Even when his thoughts hadn't given away the reason, for they were deathly quiet, like what he was thinking was private. Not like the awful loud ones that she had heard before.

Master was upset. Tenshi had to find out why. It was her duty to keep master happy. She gently leaped off the end of the comfortable bed, and swung the door open, using her very basic magic. She could only push and pull and other simple things, nothing extravagant, not like she'd heard that boy telling that girl, and not like the dragons could do. They could control fire. Phoenixes could heal. SHE could do simple things. It was the way the world worked.

Slipping quietly down the funny stones that Master had brought her up earlier, Tenshi looked around the strange room that Master had travelled across to get to the stone things. It was a pretty room, all red like fire and with cosy sitting things everywhere. Humans had strange devices, but she wouldn't deny they were comfortable. She gently lay down on the ground fur, thinking about her problem.

Her duty was to make master happy, and keep him happy. She also had to make sure that nasty humans became nice humans; though punishing master's 'Seto' seemed to make Master angry for some reason. But this wasn't angry feelings towards Tenshi, this was sad feelings towards something else. Tenshi wanted to help. Tenshi couldn't though.

Earlier, Master had said in growly talk that he didn't like the food. Maybe that's why he was sad. Tenshi would have to see someone about the food, she decided, and headed over to the covered hole. Tenshi would make Master happy, because it was her duty.

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Albus Dumbledore was a strange man at the best of times. Even if he loved his school and all is students, he would still be called a strange man, because his ways were considered different to all the other schools of the modern age.

It was simply because they couldn't see the magic where he saw it. He thought. Contrary to the popular belief, Albus believed that muggles did actually use magic, but in the most primitive ways. Ways that were so trivial, no one would think of them as such.

Take, for instance, electricity. Muggles had taken raw energy and made it work wonders for them. Some of the things that they could do with it were ingenious, make those strange, box-like computers talk to other computers all around the world was one, the others were all far and wide and well spread. Yes, Muggles were much more ingenious than the Magic world gave them credit for.

He sighed, shaking himself out of his thoughts. It was a habit he'd gotten into recently, walking along the drafty corridors and thinking about anything in general. It seemed he was to be interrupted tonight, for, he discovered something rather peculiar up ahead. A small, cat-sized creature was scuffling about outside the portrait of the fat lady, and was trying to understand why it couldn't get into the room it knew was beyond.

He let out a slight chuckle as the creature hissed in frustration, causing it to turn towards him. It was a rather remarkable griffin that greeted him, her white feathers glowing in the gloom, but her black fur seemingly sucking the light out of the gloom around it.

"Do you need some help there?" He whispered gently to the animal, marking another reason why people considered him odd. Most humans don't bother with animals, thinking them beneath things like human talking.

You talk the growly language. Was a slightly shocked reply, coming from the creature in a series of hisses and clicks of her beak.

Dumbledore laughed at the griffin's terminology. "Yes, I do. And why are you out so late, and not in whichever common room you belong in my dear?"

You understand proper talk as well!

"Answer the question please." The man replied.

Master is sad. Tenshi came to find a way to cheer him up. The bird replied, watching the man very carefully.

"And who is your master, Tenshi?" Dumbledore prodded further, trying to understand the fascinating creature who spoke of her master with such fondness.

Master is master. The bird had replied, giving what had to be a shrug. Tenshi think master is upset because master is not liking the food here. It not rice and fish and noodle. Dumbledore raised an eyebrow. Back home, the food is all rice and fish and noodle. It's very nice. The food here is strange. Tenshi thinks that master isn't liking it very much.

Dumbledore realised then that the griffin must have been very young, for it had simple speech, almost like it hadn't gotten the hang of speaking yet, and it believed such a simple thing could make one upset. "Where do you and your master come from, Tenshi?"

Home.

"And where is home?"

A big big house, on a big big hill, with Master, master's Seto and Tenshi. Dumbledore nodded. It seemed that this griffin belonged to the Young Mokuba Kaiba. After all, who would be 'Master's Seto' if not Seto Kaiba? He nodded towards the bird.

"Tomorrow there will be food your master likes upon the table, Tenshi. But I suggest that you get back to your master soon, or he will be worried." Dumbledore said gently.

Tenshi tried, but painting doesn't understand the proper talk.

Dumbledore laughed. "Fat lady, a word?"

"Sir?" The woman in the large, frilly dress asked, watching Dumbledore carefully.

"Would you let Tenshi in from now on? She is a resident of this tower." Dumbledore smiled down at the Griffin who looked up at him, slightly puzzled. "You will be allowed in, Tenshi, goodnight."

The bird gave what had to be a smile, before daintily leaping through the portrait hole and disappearing, as the fat lady swung closed over the opening.

"Mokuba Kaiba with a griffin. Will wonders never cease." Dumbledore muttered as he walked past the portrait.

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Haku: There we go! Tenshi actually spoke! Although it was only the proper language... basically the way she talks all the time, only this time, someone understood.

Y. Haku: And don't kill us for putting Mokey in Gryffindor. Majority rules.

Seto: And Read and review.

Haku: Hoe could be nice about it! But before you do, Review replies, okeday?

REVIEW REPLIES:

Darkness' Blue Ice- ^_^ I'm glad you're reading then! And I'm sorry I couldn't put him in Slytherin... Though it would have been funny seeing him and the other Slytherins clashing with each other...

Dagger5- w00t! You is reading and you don't really like them!

Y. Haku: She loves it when people say things like that, it makes her feel half decent.

Haku: And Majority rules, so I put him in Gryffindor. Hopefully people like him in there. -sweatdrop-

Mimiheart- Really? You like Tenshi? -Gives you a Tenshi Plushie- You actually got an insight into her mind this chappie. How was it? Was she too childish? TELL ME WHAT YOU THOUGHT!!! -Begs-

Y. Haku: I don't know you, Hikari.

Seto: Took the words out of my mouth.

Haku: My brother introduced me to Evanescence, around the time that I forced him to listen to Eminem. He liked Eminem, I liked Evanescence. I bought CDs... He didn't...

Aura Black Chan- I know, it would have been fun doing that, but I wanted him to interact with H, R, and H to some extent, and Majority wanted him in Gryffindor, so that's where I put him.

Seto: She also thanks you for the amazing compliment about her stuff!

Haku: -hug-

Inu-Ice-Dragon- Lol. I didn't notice that actually... But looking back, it did. My original plan, as I've said many times was to put him in Ravenclaw, for a reason as of yet to be revealed.

Y. Haku: Then you mean to go through with your plan?

Haku: You know me. Of course I'm going to.

C.M Aeris Queen of Insanity- Actually, though his eyes are meant to be blue, their actual colour is debatable. They have a purple tint to them, therefore the colour is debatable. For the benefit of plot, I have decided that his bluey-purple eyes shall be purple, because that is he colour that my TV and computer show them as.

2. O.o I'm glad you like, and I really wanted him there, but this way, Hermy has competition, and also, I went by leading votes... sorry!

Padmejem-

Seto: I do NOT Talk like that. -Twitch-

Sorry, Padme, but I'm gonna have to side with Seto on that one. And you reviewed! Yay!

Saiyan Jedi- -stands next to Seto and gives the Tenshi plushie a squeeze-

Tenshi plushie: -sets Seto's hair on fire-

Seto: YEAAAAARGHHH! THAT *$&%@)! BIRD!!!!!!

Haku: And yeah, G won... but my Tenshi plushie makes me feel better! Also, I hear what you say about it being easier too...

setosangel529- Oh... you just made me feel really bad for not putting him there, but if it makes you feel any better, he will have a lot to do with Ravenclaw... especially through Penelope Clearwater.

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Haku: And that's it for the replies, so everyone, you know the drill, READ AND REVIEW!

Everyone within a 5 mile radius: GODDAMIT!!!!