(Lilo: me here! Lol, ah, after this chapter, it will be time for Hogwarts! Hopefully …. Ya, or at least getting there. And no, I am NOT forgetting about the hickaries, apron! I did mention that this was all happening in an early morning and this chapter is the chapter where the 12 to 6 rule applies! Lol, you are very observant, I'll give ya that! Besides, the time for them to be recognized is here! ^_^ lol, hmm, what else can I say? Oh, ya, LoTR and tTT , the collectors & extended version came out on November 18tth! I am soo happy! I got it right away … ya, I am very happy at the moment so ya, here is the next chapter for you! well, enjoy!
Marikue: … I am not Mariku from Yu-Gi-Oh, I am Lilo's sanity … I know that she doesn't own Yu-Gi-Oh or Harry Potter… she will never own them cuz they are copyrighted and stuff like that .. I mean, you know this! duh!
~Plans don't always work ~
They stood there in complete silence, nobody making a move, trying to understand what the other meant. In that kind of silence Harry felt lost, as if everything that he tried to push away, shove into some tiny little box at the back of his mind, was now free again. He didn't want it to happen, desperately trying to hide away from everybody and just spend the rest of his life in misery … but it seemed as if the gods were against him.
"So whatever they cast on you was destroyed?" Yami asked again, being the first to speak and move since he decided that he would rather sit. The other two followed him, also moving to their beds or sitting down on the floor, leaning against the door (Bakura).
"Yes …" Harry trailed off, not sure if he would be made fun of if he would tell them … or they could tell Dumbledore and then Harry would loose his memories again. However, neither of the three were planning to do that in the near future, just wanting to know how they could help.
"Tell me about things that you remember" Yami said, crossing his legs and looking straight at Harry who, by now, came out of his crouching position.
"Well," Harry began, looking at the ceiling as if it was the most interesting thing in the entire world. "I remember how you saved me from Death Eaters … and the conversation on the bus … and …"
"Good! You remember everything!" Bakura said cheerfully, catching everybody's attention.
"Huh?" Harry asked, bewildered.
"Now we don't have to break the news for you." Marik replied with a shrug. "And besides, we don't have to feel guilty about your 'memory lose' thingy! Let's celebrate!" after he finished saying that, everybody in the room looked at him weirdly. "What?" Marik asked again, slightly confused.
"You are freaking me out" Harry said jokingly and when he realized it, he just smiled. The sadness that filled him a couple of minutes ago simply vanished, leaving no trace what so ever. It's just the way they made him feel, as if he was more than just some freak, as if they knew what it was to be different, to know you fate. To have a sealed fate…
"Ah and about time!" Marik said jokingly, scratching the back of his head. There was a round of laughter as they just sat there, enjoying their free time. After a short pause, Harry shifted a yawn and looked around the room, searching for some means that could tell time. After finding nothing, he sighed in defeat and plumped down onto his bed, exhausted. The unforgivable curse did take a lot of energy and he silently wondered how Voldemort was able to do it one after another … but then when he really, truly thought about it, he knew the answer. It came to him during one of the nights spent at the roof of Dursleys house, starring at the stars. Tom, Voldemort's muggle name … Voldemort never really liked that name and Harry knew that something in his past must have caused such reckless hate. After all, they never really knew about his past, only that he was half wizard-half human, true heir of Salathar Slytherin, and one of the most powerful wizards alive … if Tom lived with guardians such as Dursleys, no wonder why he hated the muggle race so much and it was his hate that was pushed into him throughout his childhood gave him such power. Love made people weak, hate made them strong.
"Yes, it is 12 o'clock already" a gentle voice said and Harry jerked, sitting upright in his bed. All of his previous thoughts completely forgotten as he now stared into very gently eyes of Yami. Harry's mouth kept on opening and closing but no sound would come out. Hell, he couldn't even form words! There was definitely something wrong with the way Yami was … looking? Actually, it was downright freaky, and when Harry's gaze fell on Bakura, he was shocked to find the same gentleness that wasn't there before. Marik, however, remained unfazed, only slightly bored but that was all. However, this looked very suspicious …
"It's the bet" Bakura said but for some reason, the word 'bet' came out differently from the rest of the sentence, as if it was slightly emphasized. Harry just stared at them in shock and then it gradually changed to curiosity. He hear parts of their thoughts and even thought he couldn't piece things together, he knew one thing for sure: they were not who they were before.
"Why would you think that I reacted at that?" Harry asked. How could they tell that he was thinking about that? Did his face really show that much?
"Ummmm" Yami was becoming nervous, a bad sigh. When you are lying, do not fidget because fidgeting gives you away… almost instantly.
"So," Harry began in a matter-of-factly tone that he had learned from Hermione. Whenever she used it, he usually ended up in a guilt trip to Australia … maybe it would work on them as well? So far, it was working and it was working well.
"Ya?" Bakura asked, not sure of how to get out of this kind of situation. His yami was very good at lying but Ryou … nah, before, he couldn't even hurt a fly, never ever thinking of lying to anyone until he came. Then, then everything went down the drain. Even though Ryou still couldn't come up with a perfect lie, he learned how to fight. Karate, black belt … very useful when you are dealing with a demented ancient spirit who wants to kill your best friend's ancient spirit … and if you tell anyone about your little dilemma, you will be in an analysis before you can even blink. Just thinking about it was making his head spin and he, Ryou, was feeling some kind of 'intrusion', as if somebody was trying to read his mind …
"Ancient Spirits?" Harry asked. It was the only clear thought that he was able to catch and he was actually concentrating. That, however, didn't trouble Harry at all. What troubled him was the fact that he didn't know what the heck the guy was thinking about and while trying to catch his thoughts, he stumbled upon something else. Something very, very weird and fascinating at the same time. Half of Bakura's presence was well, missing! Harry wasn't sure how he was able to tell that, but he guessed that after the 'Arvada Kedavra' he gained more control, more power, stronger will…
"What??????" Marik said, looking at Harry strangely. There was something behind those eyes, something that Harry couldn't place.
"How….?" Bakura asked in shock. Yugi gave a squeak and backed away from him. Harry's eyes darkened for a second, as if a shadow passed over them, but then it was gone …
"I – just guessed" Harry tried to reason even though he already knew that he just dug himself a perfectly shaped grave.
"Telepathic?" Marik asked, slowly walking up to where Harry was seated.
"Sort of…" Harry said and gulped but it came out like somewhat of a squeak. No matter how Marik looked, he was a leader of a gang that everybody feared …
"Why didn't you tell us?" Marik pried again, starring into Harry's eyes.
"Because .. I didn't know that I was on until a couple of weeks ago …" Harry said carefully. It was very uncommon to have telepathic powers, same as being able to communicate in parseltongue … very evil power to some. Right now though, Harry was in a very sticky situation and he didn't know how to get out of it. He couldn't read Marik's thought either but he knew that Marik, at the very moment, was thinking of better ways of killing him. Great, just great.
"Ok … but that didn't answer my question." Marik said, looming over Harry. The room became very cold. Very, very cold and the lights dulled.
"Marik stop this!" Harry heard Yami say and Marik straightened up, crossed his arms over his chest and pouted. Harry didn't know whether he wanted to laugh or cry because now he knew that Marik was never mentally ok.
"And why is that squirt?" Marik asked, doing a 90 degree turn and glaring at Yugi. The kid shrank slightly but stood his ground nevertheless.
"This isn't a good way to talk to people! You can't treat him like that!" Yugi said but then stopped and thought for a moment. Suddenly Marik burst into laughter and Harry just stared between him and Yami, not understanding what was so funny.
"Am I missing something?" he asked and blinked again.
"Inside joke" Marik said and snickered, being extremely pleased with himself for pissing Yugi off..
"I hate it when you laugh at her Marik!" Yugi exclaimed and crossed his arms over his chest. Ryou just sighed, knowing that it was hopeless.
"So what? It's funny!" Marik said, still smiling like an idiot.
"Why yo—" Yugi began but was cut off by Ryou.
"Can't you guys quit this? I thought we had talked about this before? Just drop it, ok?" Ryou said and sighed. Marik was always like this to Tea. Ryou wasn't sure about what that girl did to offend the Egyptian but it obviously seemed like Marik was going to taunt her until his or her death. How hopeless, really.
"Fine, fine" Marik said in defeat. "But – "
"Marik!" Ryou exclaimed.
"Oh, I'll just shut up and sit here, doing nothing, starring at the ceiling." Marik said sarcastically and practically fell onto his bed. Both Ryou and Yugi sighed in defeat.
"So, um," Harry began, not sure if he wanted to push it but since he started it already, he should at least try to finish it.
"Is something wrong?" Ryou asked, concerned.
"About what I said earlier … " Harry began cautiously, not wanting to get the same reaction that he did minutes earlier …
"Oh, um." Yugi began but fell silent, not knowing what to say.
"I am not trying to pry into your businesses or anything, I just want to know … " Harry said. It's just, he didn't want them to turn out to be spies of Voldemort or something … even thought they did know those Death Eaters, or at least those Death Eaters knew them. One of them did …
"Oh, let's do it this way." Ryou said, breaking the uncomfortable silence and Marik's grumblings.
"Huh?" everybody turned their attention to Ryou.
"You, Harry, answer our question and then we will answer you question." Ryou paused and then added. "truthfully"
"Um" Harry paused. It was other this or never finding out about them. Which one to choose?
"We would understand if you don't want to do this" Ryou said. He knew that Harry would agree, so that's why he came up with that. To him, Harry seemed like the 'private' kind of guy.
"Nah, sure, ask your question" Harry said suddenly and Ryou's jaw hit the ground. This was not how he planned!
What to ask??
(Lilo: yay! Told ya that I won't be leaving hickaries out! (I still don't know how to spell them though …) next chapter will solve a bunch of things and make them clear … I think it you can tell by the ending. And next chapter will be the beginning of 'Hogwarts' sorta .. not entirely but you will see! Anyways, be kind!^^* and there was no offence to Anzu(Tea) fans!
Marikue: Anyways, R&R ^_^)