A/N: Okay I'm answering my reviews here in the order they show up on my screen.

Sei Mong: Arigato glomp I can't wait till you write more on your fic. I got this idea from a friend so please tell me if you like it or not. Anyways thank you for the encouragement. I wouldn't be posting this if it weren't for you.

To '...': I just want to say that if you have a problem with what I'm doing in my fic you could have stopped reading after the first chapter where I make it very clear what's going on.

And finally thanks you Manga-nut for the constructive criticism. My answer is that yes I know the yamis wouldn't really beat their hikaris (except for Marik who I think actually would xD.) Yami and Bakura both care about their hosts too much to want to hurt them, or at least that's the impression I got. But since this is a fanfic I'm taking artistic license. To explain my reasoning, however: Bakura got hurt by his other 'hikaris' and so has become a control freak and the way he hurts Ryou – when it isn't inside his soul room - isn't such that he leaves marks. It's stuff like using pressure points etc. Hurts more as well as not being detrimental to the boy's health. Yami, you notice, has an excuse that I say in the fic. He doesn't actually hurt Yugi either, but I'm saying that he sees the hikaris as slaves like the ones that would have served him in Egypt.

And now that I'm done with my rant on to the fic.

Chapter 10

Marik decided to follow Bakura's advice and shoved his boredom, anger, and growing frustration at having his favorite sport, beating Malik, forbidden, into the crystal he had received at Divination. It helped more than he had thought it would. With this new way of venting his anger he found he wasn't hurting Malik as much as he used to, although he made sure not to let the boy forget that he was Marik's plaything and that he had to be obedient or there would be problems.

Their lives began to set into a schedule. At least one meal per day Bakura would grab some food and slip away with Marik. They would sit on top of what they now considered their tower and chat as they ate and fed their hikaris.

The yamis were also getting used to Bakura cuddling up with Ryou at night. Yami had asked him about it and Bakura had just said something about getting nightmares otherwise. Marik teased him about it occasionally but that was just because he didn't understand why he felt relieved by the explanation.

What was strange was that while they seemed to see Malfoy around a lot he never actually said anything to them. Harry and his gang seemed to think that this was some sort of plot but Yami just shrugged and accepted it and the other two just followed his example. Things continued this way until...

"I'm bored," Marik complained. It was Defense Against the Dark Arts again and they never got to do anything but sit there. Isis had sent them all some books written in hieroglyphics to help pass the time but that didn't mean that they enjoyed the class. "I wish something would happen."

"Me too," agreed Bakura.

"Me three," said Yami. To their surprise the crystals which they always carried around with them started to glow. The crystals warped and suddenly there were a bunch of robed and hooded figures in the room.

"Damn," muttered Marik, and then to Harry "We'll distract them; you get everyone ready so they can all hex them at once." 'After all,' he thought, 'we don't want them to know how strong we really are.'

"Ghouls! What are they doing here!" Yami exclaimed.

"They're not Ghouls, the costume's wrong." Marik said matter-of-factly.

"Death Eaters!" Screamed one of the girls, pointing to the hooded figures.

"Death eaters?" Said Bakura, acting puzzled. "What are they? And why did they choose such a stupid name for themselves?"

"Whose name are you calling stupid!" The death eaters yelled, turning their collective attention on Bakura.

"Well if you're the one's calling yourselves 'death eaters' I'd have to say you." Bakura said cheekily.

"Hey, I know who these guys are." Marik said in a tone of great enlightenment. "These are the idiots under the service of that dark wizard."

"How dare you call us idiots!" yelled one of the death eaters. "Avada Kedavra!"

Bakura quickly stepped in front of Marik and the spell hit him head on. There was a rushing noise and a green light swept over him. When the light cleared they could see that Bakura was slumped in Marik's arms.

"He, they killed him!" screamed one of the girls hysterically.

"Oww," Bakura complained clapping his hands over his ears. "My head hurts."

"What!" exclaimed the death eater that had cast the spell. "I hit you with the killing curse! You should be dead! And all you can say is that your head hurts!"

"It'll be the noise," said Yami. "All this screeching is bound to give anyone a headache. We really should get rid of these death eaters though. They're disrupting the class. Not that I care about the class, I just don't want to be late for Transfiguration."

"Yeah, if we're late for transfiguration we're dead." Marik put in.

"Dead! We'll be pulverized!" Yami looked almost hysterical.

"Yeah, yeah, shut up already. It's bad enough having girls and idiots screaming without you as well." Bakura glared at Yami, hands still at his head; "Besides we haven't figured out what to do with the 'death eaters' yet."

"Isn't it a stupid name though?" asked Marik, "I mean they're the bad guys right."

"Of course," Yami was starting to get impatient. "Who else would wear black hooded robes?"

"Ghouls for one." Marik retorted smartly.

"Ghouls are bad guys Marik." Yami again.

"Well yeah, but at least they have a cool name. 'Ghouls' is much better than 'death eaters'. Bad guys are supposed to cause death not eat it."

"Could you hurry up and kill them? I'm going to kill you if we're late for transfiguration." Bakura put in irritably.

"Oh yeah, right. Well, it looks like a good time to implement all those spells we've been learning the theories of. So..."

"Count of three." Said Hermione in a businesslike tone. Everyone pulled out their wands, pointing them at the death eaters who were starting to look rather nervous.

"One... two... THREE." And everyone yelled out the first spell that came into their heads. "Locomoter Mortis," "Expelliarmus," "Tarentagralla," "Incendio," "Lumos," "Engorgio," and a bunch of others as well.

Chaos reigned as death eaters hopped around on legs that would no longer obey them or tried to scream through suddenly huge lips. Some of them now had rainbow hair and there were a few that had been turned into canaries. Apparently Fred and George had taught the students well.

"Come on." Said Yami. "We can leave these guys to the teacher and head off to transfiguration. See ya Professor," And with that everyone rushed out the door.

"Wow, how did you do that? That was cool!" Ron asked, eyes shining.

"Do what? All we did was keep them off-balanced. You're the ones who cursed them."

"We did? You mean you didn't help?"

"No of course we didn't help. We wouldn't know how. We'd probably end up making them into something much more deadly than they already were."

"Yes but how did you manage to keep your cool when you were surrounded by death eaters." Ron still wasn't satisfied.

"Easy," said Marik "We have no idea of what they can do really so they don't scare us."
"I still can't believe those death eaters could be so stupid. Letting themselves be distracted like that."

"Well we were taunting them Bakura," Yami pointed out reasonably.

"That's no excuse for letting us catch them off guard." Marik went into teacher mode. "Fighters should always stay focused no matter what. And that goes double if they're evil. They could have traitors in their own camp who want to gain a higher status by killing them."

"Could you quit it with the lectures already sensei?" Yami demanded, annoyed. "I've had it up to here with you."

"Yes mom," Marik replied mockingly. "Stopping already."

"Marik," Yami said warningly.

"Come on," said Bakura, "Get over it already. We're there." Silence fell as they filed into McGonagall's class. McGonagall however looked flustered.

"Professor Umbridge has resigned." She said in her normal curt tone. "Apparently she was not prepared for the difficulty of the job and feels that she can't cope with the stress." She didn't manage to say anything else as the classroom erupted in cheers.

Wisely Professor McGonagall waited until the class had settled down before continuing. "Can any of you explain why this should be?" She looked around shrewdly. All the students started talking at once, gabbling out an explanation of what happened to her. When they were done she looked around.

"And is this story true?" She asked sternly.

"Yes Professor," Hermione said. As the one who was most trustworthy she got the unenviable job of convincing the teachers. "It's all completely true."

Bakura stood up, gaining her attention. "Yes?" the Professor asked sharply.

"I need to go to the hospital wing." Bakura's voice was faint. "My head feels like it's about to split."

"Very well," McGonagall agreed, "But I still want to know how you were able to shrug off the death eater's attack." Hermione hadn't mentioned that it had been Avada Kedavra, she'd just said that Bakura had gotten hit by the death eater's spell.

"Delayed reaction." Bakura told her quickly before leaving.

"What does he mean by 'delayed reaction'?" McGonagall asked, puzzled.

Yami looked at her, irritated, "I assume he used a spell that stopped their spell from taking hold until now."

"Oh, right. Well then, as I was saying, Professor Umbridge is leaving, however, she would like to talk to the school. Apparently she wishes to deliver a farewell speech. You will all attend. Tomorrow in the great hall after lunch. There will be no Defense Against the Dark Arts until we get a proper teacher for you. You are dismissed. Go to your common rooms now; we have to make sure that none of the death eaters escaped."

Everyone filed out of the room but Marik and Yami, who peeled away from the rest of the group, heading toward the hospital wing. Harry and the others would have joined them but Yami said that there probably wouldn't be any good in them all going and Bakura wouldn't want too many visitors anyway.