Author's Notes: I am SO sorry that I haven't updated before now. I just realized it's been three whole months. . But I've been busy with school and stuff, and I had a few ideas floating around in my head that aren't exactly necessary at this point in the story, but I'm going to list them here because you deserve a little sneak peek about what's coming after waiting so long…but you're not allowed to take them. :P They're mine. Unless you're already using them…X.X Anyway, if I announce that I'm not using one of these ideas, they're up for grabs. But you have to give me credit.
A sixth transfer student by the name of Snyper Todou, who is NOT an OC but is not Pegasus or Voldemort. (this one goes with the plot and is definitely being used.)
Yami separates from Yugi on the first day of lessons in spirit form, and gets an unwelcome shock as the ghosts of Hogwarts seem to be able to see him. (this goes for Bakura and Ryou and Marik and Malik as well)
A poorly-aimed spell by Neville in Charms shatters the Millennium Puzzle and Yugi has to put it back together.
A student is found unconscious by the library with the Eye of Ra on his forehead, making Yugi, Ryou, and Malik the prime suspects for this case. When Joey and Kaiba attempt to stick up for their friends, all five are…well, that I can't tell you yet. But this is going exactly as Voldemort planned.
I'm trying to make this as original as possible, and I'm almost sure most of these ideas haven't been used before. Otherwise, I haven't read a fic with them. If someone notices that someone else has used one of these ideas, tell me and I won't use it.
ALSO~ If you think I'm updating too slowly, which I think you probably are, you can request the chapter summaries and titles (up to chapter 15) so you don't have to wait so long for cliffhangers. Just leave me your email address in the review and say you want them.
And another thing- I'm going to give a little summary of what's not going to happen in this fic that usually happens in other fics. These will most likely happen in the sequel.
The HP crew will not find out about the Millennium Items or the yamis, or their past lives in Egypt. This will happen in the sequel, probably.
They will not complete the school year. They leave shortly after Christmas. (I think that's what I'll do anyway)
There will be no duels in this fic. *breathes sigh of relief* Glad I didn't need them.
There will be no "final showdown" between Harry and Voldemort or Yugi, Ryou, Malik, and Voldemort. There are no character deaths and no OCs.
The YGO crew leaves and I do not continue the year with only the HP crew. The story ends after Christmas when the false charges are laid against the YGO crew.
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That was….a LOT o.O;; *falls over into a dead faint*
Disclaimer: Don't own it.
Infiltration
Chapter 3
Weakening Friendships
Dinner was a subdued affair. Yugi, Joey, Kaiba, Ryou, and Malik were unnaturally silent. Harry himself was rather disturbed by what he had overheard in the room beforehand. The booms and bangs of Fred and George supposedly testing a new invention prevented him from hearing it all, but the parts he had heard made him believe Fred's theory about the transfers a bit more than at the beginning.
Finally, Ron broke the suffocating silence. "So…you play Duel Monsters?"
"Hn," Kaiba said, putting some mashed potato into his mouth.
"That means yes," Yugi told them. "And yeah, we all play."
"It hasn't been released in Europe yet," Hermione said curiously. "Why not?"
"Not quite sure," Kaiba said briskly. "The shipping expenses would be pretty large, and I doubt the companies would want to waste their newly-earned money on introducing it somewhere else when it's popular enough in Japan."
Harry blinked at him. "You sound pretty experienced with this stuff," he said casually.
"I run KaibaCorp, the company that produces duel disks for the annual Battle City tournaments," Kaiba snapped. "Shouldn't I be?"
"Sheesh, Kaiba, it was just a question," Joey said disapprovingly. "You don't have to get all mad about it."
"And why should I listen to you?" Kaiba asked, eyeing Joey.
Everyone laughed. The tension eased up a bit.
After dinner, they all sat around the living room, sprawled on couches or on the floor, or in Kaiba's case, sitting cross-legged on the carpet, typing something on his laptop.
Mrs. Weasley swept in with the hot chocolate, handing one to each person, and George leaned over and lit some fireworks.
Yugi and Joey both screamed in a rather strangled voice and pounced on him, trying to put the fire out. "What do you think you're DOING?" Joey bellowed at him.
"Get off me!" George yelled, trying to throw their combined weights off him. "They're perfectly safe!"
"You want to blow us up?" Malik asked, raising an eyebrow. "I could do that in much more creative ways than fireworks."
"I'm sure," Ryou said, rolling his eyes. The two watched Joey and Yugi scream.
"Your definition of 'safe' must be completely whacked if you light fireworks in your house! I'm glad I'm only here temporarily!" Joey screamed, blowing harshly at the sparking fuse, conveniently forgetting that it was impossible to blow out the flame once you lit a firework. (A/N: I think that's true. It doesn't work for dynamite on cartoons, anyway.)
"Temporarily is too long for me!" Yugi screamed.
The rockets exploded and shot out from underneath George, Joey, and Yugi, sending them all tumbling to the ground. The multicolored fireworks spiraled and arched through the air before exploding in a colorful show of sparks.
Joey and Yugi both blinked up at them.
"See? Completely safe," George grunted, having had the wind knocked from him.
"…Right…whoops," Yugi said, crawling off George.
Kaiba looked up from his computer screen which was currently displaying a bunch of graphs and rapidly scrolling text about stocks and progression. "Made a fool out of yourself like usual, I see," he snickered.
"Shut up, Kaiba," Joey grumbled, cheeks turning pink, before sliding off George's chest and lying down on the carpet to watch the fireworks. In about two seconds, he leapt up, screaming. "AGH! THE CARPET'S BURNING!"
"Actually, you just spilled your hot chocolate, Joey," Ryou said.
"Aww man, now what am I going to drink?" Joey whined, poking at the slightly moist marshmellows that he had just squashed when he had lay down.
"I'll get you another one," Mrs. Weasley said consolingly. "Accio Hot Chocolate!"
A cup of hot chocolate zoomed into her hand and she handed it to Joey, who took a big gulp and immediately started running around the room shrieking about how it was burning hot.
"Will he ever learn?" Malik shook his head and sat down, accepting the cup of hot chocolate from Mrs. Weasley.
"Umm…I'm sorry we're making a mess of your house, Mrs. Weasley," Yugi said, stirring his drink.
"Nonsense, I'm rather used to it with so many children after all," she said, shrugging. "Besides, a little magic will clean it in no time."
"Will you shut up, mutt?" Kaiba growled, covering his ears with his hands. "You're giving me a headache! I'd like to see you read such tiny print and not have to wear glasses full-time!"
Joey ignored him, now circling the couch and breathing deeply.
Harry frowned, automatically laughing with the others, but his mind was far away. It was still thinking about their previous conversation. All he had heard were fragments of unpromising sentences. Not one sentence he had heard had been complete, the Weasley twins' inventions deciding to break down at the most inconvenient times. But he had caught hushed discussion about Voldemort and spies. And that wasn't the best reason to make friends with them.
They sure act like normal people…it's pretty hard to believe that they could be spies for Voldemort…maybe there's some other logical explanation for this?
Absently motioning for Ron and Hermione to follow him, he wished everyone a good night and they trudged up the stairs together.
"Something wrong, Harry?" Hermione asked. "I was having fun."
"The transfers. Something's weird about them. I overheard them talking…" He then proceeded to tell them everything he had overheard, not forgetting to add the part that he couldn't hear half of their conversation because of Fred and George.
"Well, maybe Fred's right," Ron said skeptically. Then he frowned. "Dang, if that's the truth, I owe him five Sickles. I said they weren't, he said they were. And I don't exactly have-"
Hermione groaned and cuffed him on the head. "Pay attention!"
"You were betting?" Harry laughed.
"Well…yeah…I was almost sure I was going to win anyway, until now. Don't let Fred and George hear."
"Too late for that," Fred's voice floated down the hallway. "Now what's this about spies for Voldemort?"
After Harry had finished retelling the story, Fred smirked and turned to Ron. "Okay, Ronnie-kins, hand over the Sickles."
"Hey, we don't know for a fact yet!" Ron said defensively. "I'll give it to you after we find out for sure."
Fred grumbled but reluctantly agreed.
"Okay, until we find out whether or not they're spies for Voldemort, I say we just kind of…ignore them," Harry said. "Don't give them any real information, about Hogwarts or about the wizarding community, unless they push really hard."
"Well, what good is that going to do?" George asked, bewildered.
"They won't get what they're looking for!"
"What are they looking for?" Ron asked cluelessly.
Hermione, Fred, and Harry groaned. "Information, dolt," Hermione scolded. "Pay attention. I thought I said that already."
"Oh. What if they think we're being mean?"
"Let them think that, I'm not taking any chances, especially with Voldemort back and his Death Eaters congregating again. Agreed?"
They all silently nodded before they all turned and went into their respective bedrooms.
The next morning, Yugi woke up, dressed, and went downstairs. Harry was downstairs already, as was Kaiba.
"Morning," he greeted the two cheerfully.
Kaiba nodded at him. "Morning," Harry said frostily.
Yugi gave him a strange look before taking a seat next to Kaiba.
"Morning, Yugi," Mrs. Weasley said brightly. "What would you like to eat? There are eggs, French toast, and pancakes. Not to mention milk and orange juice and cereal."
"An egg and some pancakes please," Yugi yawned. "And a glass of orange juice." Harry pretended to be reading his old Transfiguration book until Kaiba chuckled dryly.
"You know, if you want to pretend to read, at least put your book right side up," Kaiba said.
Harry felt his cheeks burn. "Uhh…thanks…I can, uh, read upside down though…" It was a flat-out lie.
Yugi blinked at him. "You can? Even Kaiba-kun can't."
Kaiba grumbled and stood up, trench coat billowing out. "I'm going to e-mail Mokuba," he said to Yugi. "Anything you'd like him to say to your little friends?"
"Tell 'em we say hi and we got here safely. And we're having a lot of fun. And tell them to email us."
Kaiba nodded curtly and exited the room, leaving Harry alone with Yugi. Mrs. Weasley thumped the plate of food down in front of Yugi along with a glass of orange juice.
"Enjoy," she said cheerfully. Yugi nodded, picked up his fork, and began to devour the scrambled eggs.
Minutes later, Joey came staggering in, still rubbing his eyes. "Why do we have to get up so early?" he moaned.
"We're going shopping," Yugi shrugged.
"Can't we at least wait till eight o clock?"
Yugi shrugged. Mrs. Weasley came in with two plates of food for Harry and Joey. Joey started to shovel the food into his mouth. Harry started to smear some butter on his pancakes when Yugi chirped, "So, Harry, how's Hogwarts? Are the teachers nice?"
Harry stiffened and carved a whole chunk of butter out of the container by accident. He grumbled inwardly and started smearing the butter on the pancake anyway. "It's…okay I guess. Some teachers are nice, some aren't." He shrugged, mentally congratulating himself on his somewhat vague answer.
Yugi nodded absently before he stared at Harry. Harry squirmed under the piercing look. It felt as if Yugi was…searching his soul, as silly as it might sound.
But it was over in a second, and Harry began to wonder if anything had actually happened…
"Hey, Harry," Joey said. "I think you should stop now."
"Huh? What?" Harry asked, jerking out of his dream-like state. Then he stared at the bright, oily pancake. "Dang. I ruined it." He scooped up the pancake and sent it hurtling into the trash can.
Yugi finished off his last pancake. "I think I'll go see what Kaiba's up to…"
"Yeah, me too," Joey said, scraping off his plate. Yugi didn't even seem fazed at the fact that Joey had just finished off an extra large serving in the time it took Yugi to finish a rather small one.
They went into the living room, and Harry followed them, having finished his own meal. Yugi and Joey both raised an eyebrow at the sparks diving around the room, twisting into spirals and crackling in and out of sight, before approaching Kaiba and starting to talk amongst themselves quietly, Joey and Kaiba for once not arguing.
Harry suddenly got a sinking feeling in his stomach that they knew what he was trying to pull…
Especially when Yugi turned his head towards him and looked at him with crimson eyes.
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Again, I apologize for the long lack of updates. But I think I'm finally getting back on track. I finally made the chapter outlines, anyway. Before, this story was just going by what came to mind at the time…@.@
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