(Lilo: hey guys! I know that nobody asked but still, this story won't be longer then 40 chapters, that's for sure.(and I removed the author notes from earlier due to fanfiction's new rule …) Cuz it's just that I stumbled upon this fanfict the other day that had something like 67 chapters in it and I was like: I am not reading this. It just shows that sometimes, too much isn't good as well … sorry, but I just had to tell ya all that, cuz I found it shocking. It took me something like 5 days to read it X_X lol, I know, I am weird and also, I went and read some Yu-Gi-Oh/Hp crossovers and I noticed something: they all center around Voldemort! Meaning that it is always about defeating Voldemort and that is boring. We have the actual books for that. So, I am telling u this right now, this fict 'will' have Voldemort but as a character that is just 'there'. It will focus more on the feelings of people in a tight group, trying to prove the other's wrong…
Marikue: and there you go! You got to see her get everybody completely confused again! Joy *sarcastic*
Lilo: *pouts* shut up! *hits him on the head with the millennium rod that she borrowed from Marik*
Marikue: x___X
Lilo: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh or Harry Potter!*humming innocently to herself*)
~Chapter 15
~Death is a Relief, Torture is Punishment~
Harry jerked in his bed, wide awake. Somebody called out to him, somebody screamed his name. He knew that voice, he heard it before. However, now this voice sounded desperate, as if the person it belonged to was afraid. That could only mean …
"Sounds like your friend." Marik said harshly but there was something to his voice, probably annoyance.
"Now, now Marik! Let's try and not destroy the cause of you being awake!" Bakura said sarcastically as Harry dashed to the door and flung it open. Deep down he knew the voice that woke him up, and now he wanted to do everything to help his friend. As he opened the door with a sharp jerk, Hermione practically flew through the open door and hit the other wall, sliding down and crying. As Harry turned his attention back to the corridor, he saw Ron being a couple of meters away from the door and acting on natural instincts, Harry shut the door with enough force to break it right in his face. Stepping back, he took out his wand and muttered the first masking charm that came to his mind.
"yumenotama" Harry practically yelled and then the footsteps died down.
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Ron was about to catch up to her but he was tad bit late. Harry, his ex-friend and now his enemy practically shut the door in his face! Getting angry, Ron decided to take back what was his and opened the door to Harry's room only to discover that the room disappeared and instead, a very dark and probably bottomless pit appeared in its place. Ron, of course, wasn't stupid enough to jump but he could try and remove it … then again, Harry was pretty strong and Ron, in his entire life, never encountered something even remotely similar to this.
"Can't he just die?" Ron asked himself, wishing that Harry would disappear from the face of this planet. Why the hell did he have to let her in? Wasn't she supposed to be his enemy? Ron cursed under his breath as he shut the door and opened it again, in hope that the 'scenery' would change.
"Damn!" no such luck, the bottomless pit remained intact. Not knowing what to do or how to avenge his anger, Ron simply punched the wall. Not a smart move! Shaking his hand, he coughed up more blood and winced. Where the hell did Hermione get such strength? He was definitely not expecting that punch, especially from her. He didn't even expect to act in such a way with her! He liked her, he liked her a lot but he just wasn't sure how to show it! Now she was probably scared of him and Harry wouldn't be of much help! He was a psycho, and a killer. He would probably laugh in her face, taunt her some more and then through her out.
"Then why did he prevent you from entering? From catching up to her? From taking her back? Hm??" Ron's inner consciences argued with him and Ron had no explanation. He wasn't expecting Harry to help her. He wasn't planning on hitting her in the first place! Or kissing her in that case. Dumbledore was far away now, probably trying to research those 'monsters' while a monster lived right under his nose in Hogwarts and it was under Harry's control. Wasn't that pointing to Harry? How the hell did he summon it in the first place? The way he defended Malfoy … the way he distanced himself from the rest of Hogwarts. Wasn't that enough to proof him guilty? Or was Dumbledore defending his favorite boy again? And now, to top it all, they lost Hermione and gained three more nutcases if what Moody told them was true. McGonagall seemed ignorant, disagreeing with everything that they said, or almost everything concerning Harry … hell, they were the 'Lets-help-poor-Harry' group and it infuriated Ron to no limit.
"I will get her back tomorrow and she will be punished" Ron muttered darkly to himself, walking in the direction of her room where he was planning on waiting for her. She would show up, he knew she would, because her things were still there and Harry would probably kick her out pretty soon. "She needs to be taught a lesson." He said with a small but wicked smile on his face.
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Harry wasn't sure how to react. Hermione was crying in the corner, seemingly oblivious to everything that was going on around her, muttering something under her breath every now and then. He threw a quick glance in Marik's, Yami's and Bakura's direction, realizing that they were probably as clueless as he was at the very moment. With nothing in mind, Harry decided to try one of the methods he'd seen in one of those 'Soap Operas' that his cousin would watch every now and then and Harry would eventually catch something from it. Moving to where his friend was seated, he put a hand around her and the reacting he received was something different from what he had expected. Instead of pushing him away as he thought she would, she threw her arms around him and sobbed into his baggy, old and torn shirt (thanks to Yami's handy work).
"I am sorry, I am so sorry!" she kept on muttering between her heart wrenching sobs. Harry was at loss. He never really dealt with crying girls in his entire life and now he felt like a complete idiot for being mean to her even though it had nothing to do with the current situation and he scolded at his own mind for getting off track. First of all, he had to find out the reason of her current 'state' and then figure out a way to deal with it. Looking up at the other three, he noted that Yami looked puzzled, Marik looked annoyed and Bakura looked wicked, plain wicked. Actually when Harry really thought about it, Bakura or the spirit always looked wicked … scratch that, he looked murderous. After a short debate, Harry was 100% sure that neither of them knew how to calm a crying girl as well, judging by their 'appearance'.
"You don't have to be …" Harry began but trailed off. He didn't know what she was so sorry about! And he didn't know why Ron, who was supposedly her friend, chased her. Heck, he didn't even know why she came to him in the first place!
"I swear … tell nothing … made me … revenge… post it … I never did it …I hate … bastard … lie … no" was all that they could figure out so far from the mess that she was blurting out. Harry decided to wait until she would calm down enough to speak and then try and ask questions. Something must've happened, something big because he had never seen her cry. Well, sure there were a few tears but never hysterics! Mentally, he promised that whoever did this to her would pay and would pay dearly.
"I never meant harm!" she wailed and everybody in the room winced. They would probably go deaf by the end of this, that or Bakura would send something or someone to the shadow real, judging by his twitching eye. It seemed like forever but she finally calmed, hiccupping every now and then. It was now that Harry finally realized how uncomfortable his position was, on the very hard floor with a pretty heavy (not that he was saying that Hermione was fat) girl in his arms. Sighing, he slowly stood up, supporting her and slowly walked to his bed. That done, he sat down while still hugging the girl and then looked up to the other three occupants of the room who, surprisingly, didn't move an inch from the time she came running into his room. They just stared at her, and Harry noticed that the more they stared at her, the more their eyes darkened. Thinking that it was to do with Hermione, Harry decided to introduce her to them.
"Guys, meet Hermione Granger, my friend" he said, breaking the silence and also making Hermione relax ever so slightly because he actually called her a 'friend'. But for some reason, their eyes remained fixed on her. Harry gave a girl a quick glance but saw nothing that they could stare at. She finally calmed down but Harry could still feel her shuddering. It was right there and then, Bakura moving arrogantly towards him and crouching next to Hermione.
"Who did this to you?" Bakura asked in a voice that reminded Harry of Ryou but he knew that it was Bakura alright. You could tell by his eyes, the darkness devoid of any and all emotion. When Bakura received no answer, he lifted his hand and gently turned Hermione's face so that her left side was facing him. After gently brushing the hair off her cheek with his thumb, Harry could finally see the reason of their anger. Hell, he was angry himself! There, praising her left cheek was a purple bruise that looked suspiciously like a handprint.
"R-Ron" she managed to stammer in a small voice. It seemed that this was all that Bakura needed because he sharply stood up and turned to leave.
"May I kill him?" a simple question that send Harry's jaw hitting the floor and Hermione's eyes to look at Bakura in shock.
"N-no, please, don't! It wa-" but her words were cut off as Bakura left, not waiting to hear the rest of it. The other two just gave a heavy sigh as Hermione turned her shocked eyes towards them. Marik took one look at her face and a gentle smile graced his limps.
"Don't worry, you said that he can't kill" Marik said reassuringly and Yami gave him a disapproving look.
"…" was all that Hermione could say as another tear slid down her face. Harry sighed tiredly and whipped it off with the back of his hand, hugging her reassuringly.
"So, what was this all about" Harry said and when he felt her start shaking again he quickly added "and no crying this time, I won't bite you." She just stared at him with those tear stained eyes and then lowered them to stare at her feet.
"Domble-"she began, drew in a shacked breath and then continued. "Professor Dumbledore wanted me to follow you to your room right after I became conscious and I did so … I – I heard you conversation and … and I was supposed to tell them everything but I didn't!" she started crying again while Harry tried to understand what she just said. "The-then, when I left R-Ron followed and said that if I won't tell him and try becoming friends with you again he would talk to Percy and they would post a nasty article in the Prophet written by me! But that's not true!" she could barely speak, with all of the crying and sobbing.
"And that's the reason for your crying?" Marik asked, shocked.
"That and that he told me that Harry hates me! And …" she trailed off but it was obvious that she was talking about the hand-print on her check.
"Holly" Marik said and shook his head "you are such a cry-baby"
"Am NOT" she exclaimed suddenly and Marik just smiled along with Yami and Harry as they watched the sparkle return to her eyes. She was still glaring at Marik when Harry's question made her heart skip.
"Who said that I 'hated' you?" he asked with a quirked eyebrow.
"Ro-Ron" she mumbled quietly under her breath but Harry caught it anyways.
"Bullshit" he swore and pinched her uninjured cheek playfully. He never really wanted to distance himself from her, but it was just that he was too caught up in the moment back then to really care. Sure she was an annoyance sometimes, but she was also a great and loyal friend … she tried to go back on friendly terms on more than one occasion…
"So you don't hate me?" she asked, her heart is filled with hope and when Harry shook his head as a 'no' she gave him a bone-crushing hug that he surprisingly survived.
"Did you hear everything?" Yami spoke for the first time.
"Yup, I sensed her standing behind the door while we were talking" Marik answered Yami's question for Hermione.
"Then you know two …"he began but trailed off. It was obvious to Marik that the pharaoh was having a deep conversation with his light and he could guess the 'theme' of it.
"Look kid, if you will stay in our … group, we won't erase your memories but if you want to go back to them then you will have to tell your memories 'Bye-bye" Marik said flatly, saving Yami some brain cells.
"I- don't want to go to people who … abuse me" she said, her eyes downcast. Harry just smiled. This day could not get any better. First he killed Kreatcher, then he finally understood the shift-in-personalities in his new friends and now, now his old friend returned to him. Of course, everything had its price but still, this was a pretty good day.
"Then you can stay with us, ok?" Harry said and gave her shoulder a squeeze. "Besides, I can't teach them the stuff that they are supposed to know before starting the 7th year of Hogwarts!" he tried to sound cheerful and he knew that whenever there was school involved, it would always cheer her up. Just like he predicted, her eyes lit up and she looked at Yami and Marik with fascination.
"I can help you!" she said and watched the other two boys groan. Suddenly, something popped in her head and she asked her question before she could stop herself. "So are you those spirits or are you the … hosts?" at this Marik and Yami blinked and then Yami allowed Yugi to take over because he, Yami, snatched the control of his light when he thought that there could be potential danger but now that he knew that everything was going to be ok, he retreated to his soul room to catch up on his sleep.
"Now we you see the host" Yugi said and smiled at the girl's surprised reaction. She just stared at him, wide-eyed and noted that not only did he change in height but his eyes and hair underwent a change as well. Then, she looked at Marik but realized that he stayed the same.
"So, um" she began, her worries forgotten after the school and a possibility to teach somebody was mentioned. As he stared at him, Yugi realized something and blushed.
"I am Yugi and that is Marik. I have a yami and his yami is dead ... hopefully. Bakura that you saw earlier was the yami and I suppose that you will meet Ryou after Bakura, ehm, does whatever he planned on doing." At this, her eyes became stormy again and she looked at the door with concern and fright.
"Nice to meet you but what did you mean by 'whatever he planned on doing'? He won't kill Ron, right? Is … is he the tomb robber? I've read in one of the books that they are dangerous folk, especially the one that could pass through walls …" she trailed off, starring at the door. The room was very quiet.
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Bakura left the room and walked, no, stormed through the corridors of the house that they were in. This was ridiculous! No man would hit a girl! Well, that didn't mean some 'female dogs' that he met throughout his long lived life, but they really, really deserved it. Like that time when this one slut tried to stab him back in Egypt … heck, in his, he had only killed two females! Never hit one though … simply killed. But he was getting off topic!
"Show him to me" Bakura muttered and the rings pointers pointed to the left. Checking if nobody was looking, Bakura stepped right through a very solid wall.
/You know, you can't kill him/ Ryou scolded his yami from his soul room.
//He deserves to die// Bakura replied darkly and Ryou gulped. It was only once that he had seen his yami this mad… and this time, he thanked the gods that it wasn't him.
//I can hear you, you know that?// Bakura mentally glared at Ryou who sweatdropped.
/I never knew that …/
//Well, now you know// Bakura said with a small smirk as he stepped through yet another wall.
/Come on, you shouldn't be doing this!/ Ryou whined, trying to talk his yami out of committing a murder. /and stop walking through walls! It's very disturbing!/
//Would you rather take a half hour walk?// Bakura asked, following his ring.
/well, no.../ Ryou trailed but then snapped back into reality again. /come on! Don't kill him!/
//who ever said I was going to kill him?//
/…/
//Exactly hikary.// Bakura said as he made a turn and dissolved yet into another wall.
/then where are we going? I mean, why?/ Ryou asked, bewildered.
// you are so naïve Ryou// his yami chuckled darkly and Ryou knew that this was not going to be good. // death is a relief and I am not going to relief him of anything// Bakura said evilly and Ryou shook his head at his dark's definition of death.
/then what are you going to do with him if not kill him?/ Ryou asked, curios.
//Torture him Ryou, torture him … /
(Lilo: if you were wondering, 'yumenotama' came from my obsession with InuYasha! Lol, I am not sure if it makes any sense in Japanese but it translates as "Dream Jewel" or "Dream Orb" I guess … I am very bad at Japanese but I try, ok! Yume= dream, tama = jewel, no=conjugation thingy (as far as I kno) so don't go nuts on me!!! I dunno wut language Rowling used for the curses, but hey! Lol, ya I know, all of you are thinking 'how lame' at this very moment but still … anyways, I know that this chapter came out late but hey, school work is more important (sometimes ^_~) lol, and I think that these chapters are much better comparing to the first few … because I try to pay more attention to grammar and that crap … I think … right????
Rutu!!! It was Marik who was controlling her! *gives her a hug and a huge chocolate Marik candy* and no, Voldemort wasn't controlling Ron … nope. Ah, the joys of Angst … even though I don't like violence, angst adds spice to the story … ya, anyways, that's all I gotta say! Lol, ya, I should stop rambling now … heehee ^____^
Please note that due to the fact that chapter … 'something' was deleted(*author note thingy*) the people who reviewed the previous chapter with 'sighed' reviews will have some trouble … sucks, doesn't it? I think that only anonymous reviews will work … gah! Really, I am sorry but I didn't want my story deleted! ^______^ okie, hope you are not mad …. (and guys, the rule is on the front page of fanfiction and the ones who 'disobey' it will have sever consequences (same as NC-17 fictions had … ) or so I think … -_______-
Marikue: Anyways, Plz. R&R ^__________________^)