Freai: Aren't I a smart one. I screwed up my own story.
DM: I told you! You shouldn't type at 2 in the morning.
Freai: Lesson learned. Next chapter!
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By the end of the week, Ryou had read all of the first and second yearbooks. (it was kind-of easy with no Lockheart books, Harry said that he didn't need to read those.) Harry decided to give him 'Intermediate Transfiguration' but not the others third year books, yet. The boys were packed and ready to go. The Weasley's were suppose to pick them up at 5:30. Ryou had made up a story that the Weasley's were taking him to his school, they lived close to it. Surprisingly Aunt Petunia bought it, or pretended to.
Both boys sat in the parlor, waiting for their 'ride'. Harry was amusing himself by wondering how his friends were going to pick him up this year. Ryou was reading, again. Harry sighed, 'I hope he's not just like Hermione.' A sudden car horn from outside made Harry jump. There was a thud from across the room where Ryou had dropped his book in surprise.
Harry walked over to the window to see Fred, George, and Ron Weasley in a silver mustang convertible?
"That's us," Harry said in astonishment to his cousin. There was a knock on the door, where Harry found his friends. Fred and George grabbed Harry and Ryou's trunks while Harry followed Ron out to the car. Ryou was stuck inside for a few minutes, probably being smothered by Aunt Petunia. Harry laughed at the thought.
"Where is he?" Fred asked. George honked the horn a few times. Ryou came sprinting out, obviously just slipping away from his Aunt. Wanting to get away as soon as possible for some reason, Ryou jumped over the car door and sat next to Harry. They new why he had been running so fast when they heard a roar from Uncle Vernon deep inside the house. All four boys burst out laughing. Ryou had just told the Dursley's he was a wizard.
It wasn't until they were out in the country that Fred or Ron got a good look at Ryou, George was driving.
"Did you dye your hair that color, or did the spell mess up or something," Ron asked. Ryou sighed deeply in annoyance.
"Everyone seems to ask you that, don't they?" Harry asked. Ryou nodded.
"That's what I get for being born with white hair."
"So, it's natural?" Ron asked, astonished. Ryou nodded again.
"Wicked!" Fred exclaimed. "The spikes too?"
"Hey Fred!" George whispered. "That gives me an idea for the Joke Shop."
"We better leave them alone," Ron told them. "When they talk about their shop, it well, gets annoying let's just put it that way." Harry and Ron then went one talking about Quidditch, leaving Ryou to watch the hills roll by. Soon bored Ryou, yet again, took out his 'Intermediate Transfiguration'.
"He's reading?" Ron asked quietly.
"He seems to be doing that a lot lately," Harry told him. "But he does have 5 years to catch up on."
"You mean he's in our year? I thought he looked older than that." Harry nodded in agreement.
"Hey Ryou?" Harry asked. Ryou looked up from his book. "How old are you?"
"Oh," Ryou looked confused. "I'm 17."
"When do you turn 18?" Ron asked.
"September 2." He answered. This time it was George's turn to talk.
"Shouldn't you be in seventh year then?"
"I don't know?" Everyone could tell the boy was very confused by all this. "It doesn't really matter. With all the traveling my father does I got held back any way." He then went back to reading his book. They then turned into a large driveway, leading to a very tall house that looked like rooms were just added to it from the outside. It looked so unstable, like it would fall any minute, but it never did, like it was held up by magic. And it probably was. 'Duh!' Ryou thought, inwardly smacking himself. The car stopped on the dirt path and Ryou stepped out of the car.
"Welcome to the burrow," Ron said. To him, it was home. To Harry it was home away from home. To Ryou, it was wondrous. Sure beat the hell out of his old apartment that's for sure. Dragging their trunks, the boys made their way into the house, the kitchen to be more exact.
"Harry!" Came a voice from behind them. A plump woman came over to the boys and hugged Harry tightly. "It's good to see you."
"It's good to see you too Mrs. Weasley." It was a minute or so before Mrs. Weasly saw Ryou.
"Oh, and this must be your cousin."
"Yeah, this is Ryou. He's from Japan."
"Really? You never told us that." Fred exclaimed.
"So you speak both English and Japanese?" Ron asked.
"Yes," Ryou said quietly. "I'm also quite fluent in Spanish, French, German, Arabic, and Ancient Egyptian." He blushed a little by the astonished looks on everyone's face. "But I was originally born here in England. I was just a transfer student in Japan."
Harry then remembered his question he had wanted to ask Ryou. But he really shouldn't ask in front of Mrs Weasly.
"Why don't you show Harry and, Ryou was it? To their rooms Ron." Ryou and Harry followed Ron up the long spiral stairs to a loft, where the walls were covered in posters of people dressed in orange and flying on broomsticks, but the pictures where moving. Ryou stood in the doorway, stunned.
"The pictures are moving," he muttered to himself, but Harry caught what he said.
"Oh, sorry forgot to warn you about that. They also leave every once in a while." Ryou stared back at the one of the posters that was now empty, the person was in fact gone.
"Um, if you don't mind me asking," Ron started. "But if your Harry's cousin, why doesn't he live with you instead of the Dursleys?" Ryoy stared at him.
"I was just about to ask the same thing," Harry told him. Ryou looked at the floor, not meeting his cousin's eyes. Ryou sat down on the bed, still looking at the floor before responding.
"My dad said you'd ask that," he started quietly. "I didn't know at the time, at least I do now." He then looked up at Harry.
"We were going to take you, when you turned five, but we had a, an accident the year before." He dropped his gaze again, speaking dryly. "My mom died." There was silence, Ryou took what was left of his strength not to start crying. "And my sister. A-Amane, died less than a year later. So it was only my father and I. But my father was gone all the time because he's an archeologist, so I lived by myself till now." Both boys were looking at Ryou, regretting of ever asking that question. "He comes home for Christmas every year, and sometimes on my birthday. But besides that I barley see him at all. We couldn't take you in. I'm sorry."
Harry was about to respond when Mrs. Weasley yelled at them to come down. Ryou stood and started down the spiral staircase. Ron looked over at Harry.
"He's kind-of like you Harry."
"Yeah, but he still has his dad though."
"Barley." Ron then followed Ryou's path down the stairs, Harry close behind. Mrs. Weasly was standing awfully close to the fireplace when the boys got down to the kitchen.
"Ron that was Charlie. He's not coming, so Bill will be up with you and Harry and Ryou can take their rooms."
"We'll take care of it!" The twins said, rushing up the stairs. Ron sighed.
"Fred and George decided to visit while you were here, so mum thought she should invite Bill and Charlie home for a while. Hermonie should be coming soon as well."
"Tomorrow," Mrs. Weasly said. The boys decided Harry would get Charlie's room, and Ryou would get Bill's. Charlie's room was also covered with posters, mostly of Quidditch teams and of different magical creatures. But Bill's room was very different. He had Navy blue walls, that looked black at night, and he seemed to have enchanted his ceiling so it always looked like the night sky. But what Ryou noticed most was that it's walls had a few posters of ancient Egypt, and sense the pictures move it was like watching a movie with only one scene. It would turn from day to night like it was outside, and people would come by at different times, Egyptians to be exact.
Ryou sat on his bed later that night, instead of reading, watching the posters. But didn't expect what he was about to see.
It was about 1:30 in the morning over in England, but because of the time change Ryou couldn't sleep. He lay on his bed, watching the stars sparkle on his ceiling. It was like being back in Duelist Kingdom when he had to sleep outside. But secretly, those weeks in Duelist Kingdom were the best days of his life. Ryou was with his friends, and his Yami had been gone at the time. It was just the five of them, traveling all over the beautiful island, cheering Yugi and Joey duel, or just enjoying everything. Ryou knew it wasn't like that for Yugi, because of his grandpa, but sometimes he could just relax.
Giving up Ryou sat up on his bed, about to turn on the light to read some more when one of the posters caught his eye. It was of a temple, one filled with riches as he had seen earlier that day, but there was someone in the picture, in the dead of night. (It was probably robbing the temple) Ryou looked closely at the figure, it had white hair.
It was Bakura!
5000 years ago.
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The next morning Harry woke about 8:00, Ron was still asleep. Groggily he dragged himself downstairs for breakfast. Only to find Ryou sitting in the den, reading again, it looked like he was almost finished with 'The standard book of spells: Grade 3' that Harry gave to him last night.
"When did you get up?" Harry asked, yawning.
"About 5:30." Ryou told him, not looking up from his book.
"The time change must be killing you."
"Not really, I don't sleep well anyway."
"Oh," Harry looked over at him to see he must have already showered and was dressed for the day. "Did you eat breakfast already?"
"I helped make breakfast," Ryou said with a smile. Harry nodded and went into the kitchen. Soon joined by Fred, George, and Percy. Ron came in very late, still looking like he just got out of bed.
"Does that kid every sleep?" He asked half-mindedly. "I woke up about two last night and he was lying in bed playing with this black box thing."
"It's called a computer, Ron." Harry told him, smiling at his friends description. "And he probably wasn't playing with it either, he was probably talking to his friends."
"He can do that with that box thing?" Harry was suppressing a laugh when Ryou came in.
"Harry? Where do you keep your other books? I'm finished with this one."
"Oh. Up in my trunk, on the left side." Ryou nodded his thanks and left the kitchen.
"Why does he like to read so much?"
"It's more than you do Fred!"
"Probably because he has nothing else to do!" Mrs. Weasly accused. "You four should teach him how to play Quidditch or something, I'm sure he doesn't even no how to fly yet." Fred and George smiled evilly. Harry had a bad feeling that Ryou wasn't going to like his first flying experience.
~*~
Harry found Ryou in Bill's room again, typing on his laptop again. Ron was right behind him, Ryou seemed to be reading something, then burst out laughing before he typed a return message.
"You can come in, you know." He said out of the blue. Harry and Ron walked into Bill's room. Ron went immediately behind Ryou so he could see the screen:
BlueEyes3: Ask them.
TombKeeper12: Your obsessed, you know that don't you Kaiba?
BlueEyes3: Onnnnnneeeeggggaaaaiiiiiiii!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
"What does 'Onegai' mean?" Harry asked.
"It means 'please' in Japanese." Ryou answered, then typed a reply, his typing skills are very good. (Better than mine anyway-_-)
Change_of_Heart233: Ok. Ok. I'll ask, just hold on.
"Harry? Are there suck things as 'real' dragons?"
"Yes, but they're outlawed in most countries."
Change_of_Heart233: Yes. But they're suppose to be banned. Too dangerous I suppose.
"No kidding. My brother, Charlie, works in Romania with dragons, you should see the burns he gets."
"Do you have any pictures of them?" Ryou asked curiously.
"Sure, in his room."
"Good, could you go get some please?"
"Harry, they're in the top left drawer on his dresser." Ron told Harry, not wanting to get away from the computer for a second. Harry scowled but left for Charlie's room.
BlueEyes3: Damn. -_-
TombKeeper12: Serves you right Kaiba!
Puzzle908: Isn't that Joey's line.
Change_of_Heart233: Yes, but he's not here right now. Anyway, I can E-mail you some pictures if you would like Seto.
BlueEyes3: YOU BET. SEND THEM OVER!
"Here they are." Harry said, handing the pictures over to Ryou. Ryou took a minute to look at the pictures for himself, the moving creatures were positively beautiful. Pulling out a small portable scanner, (One of my friend's dad's has those, their awesome) he scanned the pictures one at a time. Of course they weren't moving any more, but they still would please Seto.
Change_of_Heart233: Ok, I sent them, they should be there shortly.
Puzzle908:You'll have to bring them to school tomorrow Kaiba.
There was silence for a few minutes.
TombKeeper12: Kaiba? You there?
Change_of_Heart233: Hope he didn't leave.
BlueEyes3: Are you sure these are banned?
Ryou smiled, thinking about how much Seto must be trying to contain himself.
Change_of_Heart233: Yes, I'm pretty sure. My cousin said most countries, but I'll look it up and see what country you can move to so you can have a pet dragon.
BlueEyes3: That would be great.
Change_of_Heart233: -_- I was being sarcastic.
BlueEyes3: I know, and be glad you're in another country otherwise I would probably come over there and strangle you.
Change_of_Heart233: And I'm wasting battery power for this. -_-
TombKeeper12: I have to go anyway, if Ishizu catches me up at this time of night. Let's just say I won't have to worry about school starting in a few weeks.
Puzzle908: Me too. Yami is going to kill me for staying up this late.
Change_of_Heart233: I better log out too. Have fun with you dragon pics Seto.
And with that, Ryou shut down his laptop, still warm from being on it for so long. He shoved it underneath the bed.
"So, what did you want me for?" Ryou asked, looking up at Ron and Harry. Before they could answer, Fred and George popped in.
"Come on, we need to get out there if we're going to teach him before everyone gets here." Ryou just stared at everyone, confused.
"Um, what are we doing?" Ryou asked. Fred and George smiled evilly again.
"We are going to teach you to ride a broomstick."
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Poor Ryou. T_T Why must I torture him. (Because I like to *Smiles Evilly* Mwhahahah)
Anyway, to all who have reviewed me, I am very depressed right now.
BECAUSE I CAN'T GET ANY OF MY REVIEWS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
It says how much I have, and it's far greater than what I had before, but none of the reviews show up! Tell me if you have this problem and if you know, how I can fix it?
So thanks to my 9 reviewers, whoever you are. I love you all and all your generosity and nice reviews. Please review this chapter.
Oh, and flame for being an idiot and screwing up my story, before I fixed it.
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DM: I told you! You shouldn't type at 2 in the morning.
Freai: Lesson learned. Next chapter!
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By the end of the week, Ryou had read all of the first and second yearbooks. (it was kind-of easy with no Lockheart books, Harry said that he didn't need to read those.) Harry decided to give him 'Intermediate Transfiguration' but not the others third year books, yet. The boys were packed and ready to go. The Weasley's were suppose to pick them up at 5:30. Ryou had made up a story that the Weasley's were taking him to his school, they lived close to it. Surprisingly Aunt Petunia bought it, or pretended to.
Both boys sat in the parlor, waiting for their 'ride'. Harry was amusing himself by wondering how his friends were going to pick him up this year. Ryou was reading, again. Harry sighed, 'I hope he's not just like Hermione.' A sudden car horn from outside made Harry jump. There was a thud from across the room where Ryou had dropped his book in surprise.
Harry walked over to the window to see Fred, George, and Ron Weasley in a silver mustang convertible?
"That's us," Harry said in astonishment to his cousin. There was a knock on the door, where Harry found his friends. Fred and George grabbed Harry and Ryou's trunks while Harry followed Ron out to the car. Ryou was stuck inside for a few minutes, probably being smothered by Aunt Petunia. Harry laughed at the thought.
"Where is he?" Fred asked. George honked the horn a few times. Ryou came sprinting out, obviously just slipping away from his Aunt. Wanting to get away as soon as possible for some reason, Ryou jumped over the car door and sat next to Harry. They new why he had been running so fast when they heard a roar from Uncle Vernon deep inside the house. All four boys burst out laughing. Ryou had just told the Dursley's he was a wizard.
It wasn't until they were out in the country that Fred or Ron got a good look at Ryou, George was driving.
"Did you dye your hair that color, or did the spell mess up or something," Ron asked. Ryou sighed deeply in annoyance.
"Everyone seems to ask you that, don't they?" Harry asked. Ryou nodded.
"That's what I get for being born with white hair."
"So, it's natural?" Ron asked, astonished. Ryou nodded again.
"Wicked!" Fred exclaimed. "The spikes too?"
"Hey Fred!" George whispered. "That gives me an idea for the Joke Shop."
"We better leave them alone," Ron told them. "When they talk about their shop, it well, gets annoying let's just put it that way." Harry and Ron then went one talking about Quidditch, leaving Ryou to watch the hills roll by. Soon bored Ryou, yet again, took out his 'Intermediate Transfiguration'.
"He's reading?" Ron asked quietly.
"He seems to be doing that a lot lately," Harry told him. "But he does have 5 years to catch up on."
"You mean he's in our year? I thought he looked older than that." Harry nodded in agreement.
"Hey Ryou?" Harry asked. Ryou looked up from his book. "How old are you?"
"Oh," Ryou looked confused. "I'm 17."
"When do you turn 18?" Ron asked.
"September 2." He answered. This time it was George's turn to talk.
"Shouldn't you be in seventh year then?"
"I don't know?" Everyone could tell the boy was very confused by all this. "It doesn't really matter. With all the traveling my father does I got held back any way." He then went back to reading his book. They then turned into a large driveway, leading to a very tall house that looked like rooms were just added to it from the outside. It looked so unstable, like it would fall any minute, but it never did, like it was held up by magic. And it probably was. 'Duh!' Ryou thought, inwardly smacking himself. The car stopped on the dirt path and Ryou stepped out of the car.
"Welcome to the burrow," Ron said. To him, it was home. To Harry it was home away from home. To Ryou, it was wondrous. Sure beat the hell out of his old apartment that's for sure. Dragging their trunks, the boys made their way into the house, the kitchen to be more exact.
"Harry!" Came a voice from behind them. A plump woman came over to the boys and hugged Harry tightly. "It's good to see you."
"It's good to see you too Mrs. Weasley." It was a minute or so before Mrs. Weasly saw Ryou.
"Oh, and this must be your cousin."
"Yeah, this is Ryou. He's from Japan."
"Really? You never told us that." Fred exclaimed.
"So you speak both English and Japanese?" Ron asked.
"Yes," Ryou said quietly. "I'm also quite fluent in Spanish, French, German, Arabic, and Ancient Egyptian." He blushed a little by the astonished looks on everyone's face. "But I was originally born here in England. I was just a transfer student in Japan."
Harry then remembered his question he had wanted to ask Ryou. But he really shouldn't ask in front of Mrs Weasly.
"Why don't you show Harry and, Ryou was it? To their rooms Ron." Ryou and Harry followed Ron up the long spiral stairs to a loft, where the walls were covered in posters of people dressed in orange and flying on broomsticks, but the pictures where moving. Ryou stood in the doorway, stunned.
"The pictures are moving," he muttered to himself, but Harry caught what he said.
"Oh, sorry forgot to warn you about that. They also leave every once in a while." Ryou stared back at the one of the posters that was now empty, the person was in fact gone.
"Um, if you don't mind me asking," Ron started. "But if your Harry's cousin, why doesn't he live with you instead of the Dursleys?" Ryoy stared at him.
"I was just about to ask the same thing," Harry told him. Ryou looked at the floor, not meeting his cousin's eyes. Ryou sat down on the bed, still looking at the floor before responding.
"My dad said you'd ask that," he started quietly. "I didn't know at the time, at least I do now." He then looked up at Harry.
"We were going to take you, when you turned five, but we had a, an accident the year before." He dropped his gaze again, speaking dryly. "My mom died." There was silence, Ryou took what was left of his strength not to start crying. "And my sister. A-Amane, died less than a year later. So it was only my father and I. But my father was gone all the time because he's an archeologist, so I lived by myself till now." Both boys were looking at Ryou, regretting of ever asking that question. "He comes home for Christmas every year, and sometimes on my birthday. But besides that I barley see him at all. We couldn't take you in. I'm sorry."
Harry was about to respond when Mrs. Weasley yelled at them to come down. Ryou stood and started down the spiral staircase. Ron looked over at Harry.
"He's kind-of like you Harry."
"Yeah, but he still has his dad though."
"Barley." Ron then followed Ryou's path down the stairs, Harry close behind. Mrs. Weasly was standing awfully close to the fireplace when the boys got down to the kitchen.
"Ron that was Charlie. He's not coming, so Bill will be up with you and Harry and Ryou can take their rooms."
"We'll take care of it!" The twins said, rushing up the stairs. Ron sighed.
"Fred and George decided to visit while you were here, so mum thought she should invite Bill and Charlie home for a while. Hermonie should be coming soon as well."
"Tomorrow," Mrs. Weasly said. The boys decided Harry would get Charlie's room, and Ryou would get Bill's. Charlie's room was also covered with posters, mostly of Quidditch teams and of different magical creatures. But Bill's room was very different. He had Navy blue walls, that looked black at night, and he seemed to have enchanted his ceiling so it always looked like the night sky. But what Ryou noticed most was that it's walls had a few posters of ancient Egypt, and sense the pictures move it was like watching a movie with only one scene. It would turn from day to night like it was outside, and people would come by at different times, Egyptians to be exact.
Ryou sat on his bed later that night, instead of reading, watching the posters. But didn't expect what he was about to see.
It was about 1:30 in the morning over in England, but because of the time change Ryou couldn't sleep. He lay on his bed, watching the stars sparkle on his ceiling. It was like being back in Duelist Kingdom when he had to sleep outside. But secretly, those weeks in Duelist Kingdom were the best days of his life. Ryou was with his friends, and his Yami had been gone at the time. It was just the five of them, traveling all over the beautiful island, cheering Yugi and Joey duel, or just enjoying everything. Ryou knew it wasn't like that for Yugi, because of his grandpa, but sometimes he could just relax.
Giving up Ryou sat up on his bed, about to turn on the light to read some more when one of the posters caught his eye. It was of a temple, one filled with riches as he had seen earlier that day, but there was someone in the picture, in the dead of night. (It was probably robbing the temple) Ryou looked closely at the figure, it had white hair.
It was Bakura!
5000 years ago.
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The next morning Harry woke about 8:00, Ron was still asleep. Groggily he dragged himself downstairs for breakfast. Only to find Ryou sitting in the den, reading again, it looked like he was almost finished with 'The standard book of spells: Grade 3' that Harry gave to him last night.
"When did you get up?" Harry asked, yawning.
"About 5:30." Ryou told him, not looking up from his book.
"The time change must be killing you."
"Not really, I don't sleep well anyway."
"Oh," Harry looked over at him to see he must have already showered and was dressed for the day. "Did you eat breakfast already?"
"I helped make breakfast," Ryou said with a smile. Harry nodded and went into the kitchen. Soon joined by Fred, George, and Percy. Ron came in very late, still looking like he just got out of bed.
"Does that kid every sleep?" He asked half-mindedly. "I woke up about two last night and he was lying in bed playing with this black box thing."
"It's called a computer, Ron." Harry told him, smiling at his friends description. "And he probably wasn't playing with it either, he was probably talking to his friends."
"He can do that with that box thing?" Harry was suppressing a laugh when Ryou came in.
"Harry? Where do you keep your other books? I'm finished with this one."
"Oh. Up in my trunk, on the left side." Ryou nodded his thanks and left the kitchen.
"Why does he like to read so much?"
"It's more than you do Fred!"
"Probably because he has nothing else to do!" Mrs. Weasly accused. "You four should teach him how to play Quidditch or something, I'm sure he doesn't even no how to fly yet." Fred and George smiled evilly. Harry had a bad feeling that Ryou wasn't going to like his first flying experience.
~*~
Harry found Ryou in Bill's room again, typing on his laptop again. Ron was right behind him, Ryou seemed to be reading something, then burst out laughing before he typed a return message.
"You can come in, you know." He said out of the blue. Harry and Ron walked into Bill's room. Ron went immediately behind Ryou so he could see the screen:
BlueEyes3: Ask them.
TombKeeper12: Your obsessed, you know that don't you Kaiba?
BlueEyes3: Onnnnnneeeeggggaaaaiiiiiiii!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
"What does 'Onegai' mean?" Harry asked.
"It means 'please' in Japanese." Ryou answered, then typed a reply, his typing skills are very good. (Better than mine anyway-_-)
Change_of_Heart233: Ok. Ok. I'll ask, just hold on.
"Harry? Are there suck things as 'real' dragons?"
"Yes, but they're outlawed in most countries."
Change_of_Heart233: Yes. But they're suppose to be banned. Too dangerous I suppose.
"No kidding. My brother, Charlie, works in Romania with dragons, you should see the burns he gets."
"Do you have any pictures of them?" Ryou asked curiously.
"Sure, in his room."
"Good, could you go get some please?"
"Harry, they're in the top left drawer on his dresser." Ron told Harry, not wanting to get away from the computer for a second. Harry scowled but left for Charlie's room.
BlueEyes3: Damn. -_-
TombKeeper12: Serves you right Kaiba!
Puzzle908: Isn't that Joey's line.
Change_of_Heart233: Yes, but he's not here right now. Anyway, I can E-mail you some pictures if you would like Seto.
BlueEyes3: YOU BET. SEND THEM OVER!
"Here they are." Harry said, handing the pictures over to Ryou. Ryou took a minute to look at the pictures for himself, the moving creatures were positively beautiful. Pulling out a small portable scanner, (One of my friend's dad's has those, their awesome) he scanned the pictures one at a time. Of course they weren't moving any more, but they still would please Seto.
Change_of_Heart233: Ok, I sent them, they should be there shortly.
Puzzle908:You'll have to bring them to school tomorrow Kaiba.
There was silence for a few minutes.
TombKeeper12: Kaiba? You there?
Change_of_Heart233: Hope he didn't leave.
BlueEyes3: Are you sure these are banned?
Ryou smiled, thinking about how much Seto must be trying to contain himself.
Change_of_Heart233: Yes, I'm pretty sure. My cousin said most countries, but I'll look it up and see what country you can move to so you can have a pet dragon.
BlueEyes3: That would be great.
Change_of_Heart233: -_- I was being sarcastic.
BlueEyes3: I know, and be glad you're in another country otherwise I would probably come over there and strangle you.
Change_of_Heart233: And I'm wasting battery power for this. -_-
TombKeeper12: I have to go anyway, if Ishizu catches me up at this time of night. Let's just say I won't have to worry about school starting in a few weeks.
Puzzle908: Me too. Yami is going to kill me for staying up this late.
Change_of_Heart233: I better log out too. Have fun with you dragon pics Seto.
And with that, Ryou shut down his laptop, still warm from being on it for so long. He shoved it underneath the bed.
"So, what did you want me for?" Ryou asked, looking up at Ron and Harry. Before they could answer, Fred and George popped in.
"Come on, we need to get out there if we're going to teach him before everyone gets here." Ryou just stared at everyone, confused.
"Um, what are we doing?" Ryou asked. Fred and George smiled evilly again.
"We are going to teach you to ride a broomstick."
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Poor Ryou. T_T Why must I torture him. (Because I like to *Smiles Evilly* Mwhahahah)
Anyway, to all who have reviewed me, I am very depressed right now.
BECAUSE I CAN'T GET ANY OF MY REVIEWS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
It says how much I have, and it's far greater than what I had before, but none of the reviews show up! Tell me if you have this problem and if you know, how I can fix it?
So thanks to my 9 reviewers, whoever you are. I love you all and all your generosity and nice reviews. Please review this chapter.
Oh, and flame for being an idiot and screwing up my story, before I fixed it.
Review! Review! Review!