Title: Shinko Majutsu: Real Black Magic
Author: Katreal
Genre: Yu-gi-oh! And Harry Potter Crossover
Pairings: None
Timeline: Post OotP; Post Pharaoh's Memory RPG
Spoilers: Order of the Phoenix and the Ancient Egyptian Arc
Disclaimer: I am just a 14 year old teenager…do you think I could afford either of them?
Chapter 4
The Hogwarts Express slowed to a stop at Hogsmeade Station. Students piled off the train, most heading for the horseless carriages that lined the cobblestone road outside the Station. The remaining students, the first-years looked around in confusion, not certain where to go.
Harry, Ron, and Hermione paused before stepping into a carriage, all three noticing that something was missing. Harry was the first to voice it, "Where's Hagrid?"
The trio scanned the crowd of first-years, most of the older students having already left, but none could find any trace of the half-giant. Hermione bit her lip, "Do you think he's hurt like he was last year?"
Ron shook his head, "I hope not."
Harry sighed, "After last year…anything is possible."
The boy-who-lived continued to look through the anxious crowd when he spotted someone taller then the average first-year, "Dark!"
The brown-haired teen looked up at the call and spotted Harry. He began to pick his way through the crowd, coming to a stop beside Harry he asked, "Do you know what we're supposed to do?"
Harry shook his head, "No, Hagrid is usually here to escort the first-years."
"The only time he wasn't was last year, he had been injured" Added Hermione.
Dark frowns, "Well I hope someone would hurry, some of the others are freaking out."
Indeed a few of the first-years were whispering to each other, their voices rising from slight fright and nervousness, "Did they forget about us?" "What now" "Where are the teachers!?" "Where is the school!?"
Suddenly a figure loomed out of the darkness and a gruff voice called, "Firs' years this way! Firs' years!"
Harry, Ron and Hermione visibly relaxed at the familiar voice, Ron calls out excitedly, "Hagrid!"
The half giant turned in their direction, "O' an' what are you three doin' here!? You should be up at the castle by now!"
Harry smiles sheepishly, "We were wondering where you were."
"Tha's none o' yer business. Now get er' goin' you don't want to get in any trouble already do ya?" Hagrid replied with a smile before turning back to the relieved first-year students, "Firs' Years this way!"
Ron chuckles, "Ya know…he's right."
Hermione and Ron head for the last remaining carriage, Harry remains behind for a moment, "Well Dark, You should go with Hagrid, We'll see you at the castle!"
The mage smiles and waves at the boy's retreating back as Harry rushes to catch up with his friends. With a sigh Dark follows the crowd of 11 year olds.
Ryou glances nervously at the large man who was leading the crowd of new students, summoning his courage he walks over to him, "Um…sir? I'm Ryou Bakura…I don't know where to go."
Hagrid beams, "Well 'ello there. You mus' be one of the new students, yer' to tall to be a firs' year. The name's Hagrid. Jus' follow me, we need ter' get these firs' years to the castle."
Ryou nods once and trails behind, keeping an eye on Hagrid's lantern so he doesn't lag behind to far. Soon the mass of soon-to-be-students arrive at the edge of a large lake, on the opposite bank sat a tall majestic stone castle. Ryou couldn't help but acknowledge the feeling of awe that the image stirred.
--Hrmph…I've seen better--
The white haired Hikari jumped, -B-Bakura!-
A mental snort traveled across the bond, --Who did you think it was? The Easter Bunny?--
Ryou smiles to himself, -Sorry, you've just been quiet lately-
--I have my reasons…--
-Such as?-
Bakura growls, --None of- Um…Ryou, all the kids left.--
Ryou snaps out of his daze and notes that all of the students had indeed departed; they were currently clambering into wooden rowboats. The white-haired teen scampers to the only available boat and gently steps in. To his annoyance the only one left had three gossiping girls as passengers, but beggars can't be choosers.
As one the boats set off, gliding like shadows across the smooth lake. Ryou stared absently across the water when he spotted a dark splotch against the water. It was a silhouette of a tentacle rising above the water; the watcher in the lake was acknowledging Ryou and his yami, allowing both to pass despite the darkness radiating from the Ring's Spirit. The Hikari smiled and closed his eyes to enjoy the soft rocking motion of the boat.
Dark carefully rose to his feet once the wooden boats arrived at their destination; it was a cave in the cliff beneath the castle. Dark noticed a set of stairs leading from the back of the cave to a door, apparently the interior to the castle. The mage went with the crowd as they began to make their way up the stairs and through the door.
After waiting while the students filed through the door Dark took his turn. He was mildly surprised to find himself in a large entrance hall, a woman in dark green robes stood in the center of the crowd of first-years, she was saying something about 'sorting' but Dark wasn't paying attention.
The mage was lost in his thoughts until he noticed that the woman stood in front of him. She had a stern expression, giving one the impression that she was one teacher not to cross, "I assume you are one of the late starters?"
Dark blinks his cold grey eyes and nods, "Yes, though I had thought I was the only one."
"No you are not, there is one other. Both of you shall be sorted after the first years, so please wait out here while they are sorted."
The mage nods distractedly. The Professor makes her way back over to the first years, "Now it is time for your sorting, follow me."
She leads the students through the door, leaving the Dark Magician and Ryou Bakura alone in the entrance hall.
Harry watched as the new first-years filed into the hall, following the imposing figure of Professor McGonagall. She spoke sharply to the new students and they arranged themselves in a line. The transfiguration professor then vanished into another room before returning, once again carrying the Sorting Hat on its stool.
The hall hushed as the brim of the hat open wide,
"Welcome to another year
Yet another one gone by.
A summer with tidings full of fear
Draws closed as the school year is nigh.
Where do you belong?
That is the purpose of this song.
Is it in the Realm of Gryffindor?
Where courage is your shining star.
Or is it in Slytherin that your fate lays?
Being cunning will show you who you really are.
Maybe the sweet embrace of Hufflepuff will show you the way.
Where kindness and loyalty will let you rise above the rest.
Or in wise old Ravenclaw, where the smart ones go
Don't let other's words beat you down, just do what you do best.
These questions are the ones I must decide,
So put me on, there is nothing you can hide.
I am the Hogwarts Sorting Hat,
So step up, I'll tell you where you're at."
The entire hall burst into the usual applause at the Sorting Hat's Annual Song. Harry frowns slightly; he had expected another warning like last years' because the Dark Lord was back. Shrugging Harry turns his attention to the line of new students; he could not see Dark so he just suspected that they would sort him after the first-years.
Meanwhile in the entrance hall Ryou was staring at the other late-starter. There was something vaguely familiar about the brown-haired teen, something that Ryou couldn't quite put his finger on.
He decided to ask the spirit, -Um…Bakura…-
--What Ryou?-- Came the irritated reply.
-Do you recognize him? I do…but I don't know where from.-
--No. Though He does look familiar…-- Bakura trailed off.
Ryou was about to ask his yami another question when he felt the spirit vanish back into his soul room. The white-haired boy sighs; he was really starting to get worried about Bakura, which was not a good thing. The Spirit had been spending way too much time brooding in his soul room. Ryou was beginning to wonder what was going on.
Even though neither Ryou nor Bakura could recognize Dark, he sure recognized them. The mage was cursing silently; he did not want to risk confrontation with his master's foe in this realm. He decided to try and avoid the tomb robber as much as possible during the year.
After the last first-year had been sorted Professor Dumbledore stood. The entire hall fell silent. The elderly Headmaster beamed at the students, "Welcome Students to another year at Hogwarts! I know you are all hungry but you must wait a little longer. There are two student's left to be sorted, they are both late-starters and shall be joining the 6th years, I hope you all shall help them as much as possible and try to make them feel comfortable."
At this announcement the students started to whisper, speculating on who these new students were and what they were like. Most were pretty sure that they had not seen anyone new on the train, well, besides the first years anyway. The only ones who knew otherwise were Harry, Ron, Hermione and Draco; and even then they only knew one of the two.
The students watched with interest as Professor McGonagall walked in leading two boys. One was taller then normal with long brown hair. His skin was evenly tanned and contrasted sharply with his grey eyes.
The other followed the first shyly; his long mane of white hair spilled down far passed his shoulders. The long white locks overshadowed his chocolate brown eyes, the dark color contrasting sharply with his pale skin. All in all he looked very feminine; in fact a few students had mistaken him for a girl at first glance.
Professor McGonagall flips over the scroll that held the first years name, sure enough two more names where written on the back, "Bakura, Ryou"
The white haired one's eyes widen and he steps over to the hat, apparently someone had already instructed the two students on what to do when called. The boy timidly lowers the Sorting Hat onto his head.
Ryou was wondering what was going to happen when a soft voice entered his thoughts,
'Hm…I can't seem to enter your mind.'
Ryou mistakes the voice for Bakura, -Very Funny Bakura, you know well that you can easily get in my mind.-
--What are you talking about Hikari?-- Replied Bakura's annoyed voice, --I didn't say anything.--
Ryou's brow furrowed, -Then who…?-
'Gah! There are two of you!'
---What was that!?--- Both Ryou and Bakura responded at once.
'Calm down! By all accounts I should be the one shocked not the other way around! I've never had to sort two people at once before…'
-The Sorting Hat?- Ryou inquired softly.
'None other' Responded the hat dryly, 'Now how am I to sort you? As I said before, I cannot see inside your mind.'
--Great, now my idiot hikari is talking to an oversized rag-- Muttered Bakura from his soul room.
-I heard that Bakura! Well anyways Mr. Hat you have to blame my yami for the mental barriers. He's overly paranoid that Malik will return and try and control him aga- -
--SHUT UP RYOU! DON'T GO TELLING MY SECRETS TO AN OVER-GROWN MOTHBALL!-- After this Bakura dissolved into a string of curses that was enough even to make Ryou blush, and Ryou had gotten used to excessive profanity over time, after all one couldn't spend five minutes around Yami and Bakura without having it dissolve into either a verbal or physical fight.
'Ack! I know where this one should go!' Then the hat spoke aloud, "SLYTHERIN!"
Ryou winced as his yami began to rant about how 'Stupid Hats and How they should be sent to the shadow realm'. He sheepishly removes the hat from his head and begins to make his way towards the Slytherin table, where one Draco Malfoy was gaping at him openly; Ryou couldn't help notice that his expression resembled that of a fish.
Professor McGonagall chose that moment to call the next and last name for the sorting, "Black, Mahaado."
Astonished whispers raced through the hall, almost every student except muggle-borns knew that the Black family was all but wiped out, there were only two known members left alive, one was the wife of a Death Eater, and the other was a Death Eater. As Mahaado lowered the hat over his head Dumbledore stood up, "For the sake of Mr. Blacks' peace I shall explain. As you all know Sirius Black was cleared of all criminal charges during this summer, evidence was found that supported his claim of innocence. Unfortunately Sirius Black died in the effort against The Dark Lord before his innocence could be proven. Mahaado was Sirius' ward and had a powerful concealing spell on him; apparently after Sirius' death the spell was nullified so we found Mahaado's magical ability and offered him a chance to learn here, please do not ask him too many questions during his stay." With that Dumbledore sat back down and waited until the hat made its choice.
But, for now we shall back up a little. While the Headmaster gave his speech, Mahaado sat patiently, until he heard a soft voice, 'Another strange one? My, my, you seem to be similar to the darker one.'
Mahaado blinked in surprise, 'Are you referring to Bakura?'
'Yes, do you know him?'
'Not really, but you are close in your assumption. We are quite similar.' Replied Mahaado.
An irritated sigh, 'I know, I can't get into either of your minds.'
Mahaado smiles slightly, 'Then let me show you.' He lowered his mental defenses slightly, allowing the Hat access to some of his memories.
The Sorting Hat watched the memories with something akin to fascination, if such an emotion was even possible for a hat, 'So you aren't human? I've never heard of a Shadow Monster before.'
A wry smile crosses the mage's normally passive features, 'I once was human...At the moment of my death I fused my baa and kaa together and was reborn as the Dark Magician.'
'Interesting, I would love to know more but I'm afraid time grows short. I hope we'll get a chance to talk sometime, it's enjoyable to converse with someone as old, or older then I am. Anyway. I think I shall be able to sort you, as long as you tell Dumbledore your reason for being here.'
'I shall, I was planning to anyway.' Replied Mahaado.
'Alright, then on with the sorting. I see that you are loyal to those you deem friends, not many would do what you have done to follow a friend. You condemned yourself to an eternity in that dark place. And even after you escaped it you are still trying to return in order to help your Pharaoh. No one could do these acts without a large amount of courage. The best place to put you is…' "GRYFFINDOR!"
The Dark Magician Girl stood uncomfortably before her master; ever since her teacher disappeared she had been nervous. At first she thought the Pharaoh had summoned him. But since Yami stood before her she guessed that wasn't the case.
"You haven't found any trace of him?" The spirit of the Sennen puzzle asked.
The Dark Magician Girl, or Mana as she had been known as in Ancient Egypt, shook her head, "No master Yami, we have found nothing in the Shadow Realm hinting as to what happened to Mahaado."
"Nothing at all?" Yami pressed.
Mana shakes her head again, "Nothing, the only trace he ever was there was his staff, we found it laying in the desolate landscape. There are no indicators as to what happened to him."
The Pharaoh sighs wearily, "Alright Mana…but…Tell me if you find anything."
"Yes Master Yami." Replied Mana as she bowed. The normally carefree girl was being serious in the loss of her mentor. Yami smiled wearily at the Dark Magician Girl before fading out of the shadow realm and returning to the puzzle.
A/N: Well I hope you enjoy this chapter and I hope it wasn't a let down. I meant to get this out yesterday but my printer broke so I couldn't get the chapter to my Beta reader. But here it is, better late then never, ne? Anyways leave a review before you leave, I really enjoyed reading the reviews I got from last chapter, they were nice and informative n.n
Also I made up the Sorting Song myself....I'd like to know what you think of it.
Responses:
Maruken: Yep, I was planning on having Ryou and Draco become friends in time, or at least…tolerate each other's presence. And I agree whole-heartedly about the Sirius dieing thing…I didn't like that T.T …And you think my idea is original? Wow…I thought at least someone would have done it before, I'm never first at anything.
blackrosebunny451: I updated :D
InsanityRoseSparkles: 0.o you like my story that much!? Yay! :D
o.o I can't believe that I have made so many people feel bad for Malfoy…First my Beta reader…then you…then two girls at school…then my friend…then even myself…I never used to care for Malfoy at all until I wrote that paragraph n.n;
koriaena: I'm glad you like it n.n and I believe I've already answered your first question.. :pokes chapter: XD Malfoy looks like a fish with his eyes wide and mouth open. And no Ryou don recognize Dark. As I said last chapter, neither he nor Bakura know that Dark is missing and they won't recognize him just through looks because 1) He looks younger, he is now 16 as opposed to the 20 ish he seemed before. 2) He's not wearing purple ; Maybe I'll have them recognize him when he wears his Purple Dress robes to the Yule Ball or something. Who knows?
Sycopowerranger: Hiya Sarah! And I don think you're a loser, no one really is a loser, we are all odd in our own little ways…Erm…anyways…I really didn't expect you to review for this but I'm really glad you did! Um….maybe I'll try to write a fic with Malik(Marik) in it…but I don't really know that much about his character…But I'll attempt it after I finish one or two of my current stories n.n