"Is it gone?"

"I think so..."

"No, wait, it's still here!"

"It's standing in the fire!"

"Merlin, it has a cleaver!"

Lots of screaming as a cackle could be heard. Then, Bakura walked into view as he tossed a large cleaver up and down in his hands.

"Foolish mortals, trying again and again," he remarked as he stepped over the Ministry wizards.

When Someone Won't Take No For An Answer

written by Shaun Garin

Yu-Gi-Oh Duel Monsters is owned by Kazuki Takahashi and Harry Potter owned by JK Rowling.

Day 3 : ... the sleeping dragon...

"I thought you said no one could get in here," demanded Bakura of Professor McGonagall.

The woman blinked curiously. "What ever do you mean?"

Bakura motioned behind him as a group of Ministry wizards lay twitching on the ground. "THAT is what I mean. How in Ra's name did they get in here?"

McGonagall sighed. "I'm afraid someone let them in the normal way; through the doors."

"Who would be stupid enough to let them in after we were promised safety?" griped Bakura.

"I'm afraid anyone can walk into Hogwarts with the exception of You-Know-Who."

"That Dark Wizard of yours again?" Bakura scoffed. "Whatever." Turning around, he yelled, "Hey! Malik! You wanna cause some trouble in town?"

There was a thudding of feet on the staircase as Malik rushed out, pulling on a lavender shirt. "I'm up for it," he said.

McGonagall looked at them in surprise. "You two cannot be serious," she said. "Going out when there are people all over trying to bring you in?"

The pair shared a fiendish grin. "That's what these are for," Bakura said, gesturing to his ring and Malik patted the pocket with his Millennium Rod. In all honesty, it was not his anymore, it was the Nameless Pharoah's. But Yugi had lent it to Malik and the teenager was glad to have it back if only for a little while.

McGonagall sighed. There was no stopping them.

"So what did you do to warrant a visit to Hogwarts?" asked Ryou as the pair wandered down the path towards Hogsmeade.

"Same old. Fought some wizards off, set the Egyptian Ministry of Magic on fire..."

"Blue Fire?"

"Yeah."

Ryou chuckled. "Good man. So, where to first?"

"How about that candy shop down on main?" said Malik. Ryou nodded, feeling the urge for some sweets.

They had gotten no more than five steps into town when a group of Ministry wizards marched up towards them. "Ryou Bakura of Domino City Japan and Malik Ishtar of Cairo Egypt. You are hereby ordered to stand down and be taken in for questioning."

Malik rolled his eyes. "Do they pay you extra for stupidity?" he asked of the group.

One of the members fidgeted nervously and said, "We're just doing our job."

"Shut it, Mitarashi," growled the leader. He was a burly wizard, looked to be a bit tougher than most people. "Are you two coming or do we need to use force?"

"Can't we talk it out?" asked Ryou.

"No."

"Fine then. Force." With a glow of the Ring, the shadows engulfed the small group who looked around nervously. The leader didn't look phased as he chuckled.

"You think a little darkness will help you?" he sneered.

"Oh, this is going to be more than that, mortal," growled Bakura as he chose his game.

"Not again," remarked Yugi as he and Seto stepped deftly around the glowing ball of shadows. "Malik AND Bakura this time?"

"It seems that way," remarked Seto. A Ministry wizard who had Apparated in with a few others, opened his mouth but Seto's arm merely whipped up and with a resounding CLANG, knocked him unconscious with the flat of his briefcase.

"So what, do we have to set the place on fire now?" asked Yugi.

"It seems that way," repeated Seto as he bonked another ministry wizard on the head. "Of course I have no qualms about setting this place on fire and let it burn to the ground."

"Stupify!" cried one and Seto blocked it with his case which absorbed the attack for him. "I must thank Ryou for the cold iron," he said with a smirk.

"Is that you being nice or sarcastic?" asked Yugi.

"Both, for once," said Seto. He caught another Stupify on his case and grimaced. "Excuse me, Yugi."

There was sounds of mayhem from the nearby alley as Yugi wandered into the Three Broomsticks.

"Hello there," said a pretty witch with curled blonde hair and wore sparkling red high heels to match her robes. "What would you be having today?"

"I'll try some of that Butterbeer," said Yugi.

Madam Rosemerta smiled and poured him a glass. She then looked out the window at the glowing ball of darkness and Seto dealing with Ministry wizards in his own fashion. "My goodness, there's quite a bit of violence out there."

"Ministry wizards are intent on bringing us in," replied Yugi. He drained some of his drink and said, "Very good."

"Thank you love," she replied. "So you're one of those wizards that the Ministry is up in arms about? You're a bit shorter than I imagined you would be."

"Looks can be deceiving." Yugi then looked down as a rat squeaked. "Hey, there's a rat down there."

"Oh that won't do," said Rosemerta. She cast a few spells as the rat dodged them neatly. A soft glow from the puzzle and it flew into Yugi's hand. He looked the squirming creature over and said, "Hey, it's got a silver hand."

"Well, what do you know? Must be someone's pet then," said Rosemerta. "We'll just put it into a cage then."

The rat squealed some more as Seto walked in. The teenager smirked. "Playing with rats, Yugi?"

"Not really. Hmm... there's something different about this sort of rat." Yugi reached into his pocket and held up the Millennium Eye. Seto blinked.

"You KEEP your extra items on you at all times?"

"Of course," said Yugi as he placed it in front of his forehead as opposed to his eye. Any closer to his eye and it would gouge itself into a violet eye. It gleamed for a moment and Yugi gasped. Madam Rosemerta blinked.

"What's the problem dears?"

"Can you conjure up an unbreakable jar?" Yugi asked. The creature squealed and squirmed in his hands.

Rosemerta accioed a jar and then charmed it. Yugi hurriedly dumped it into the jar and closed the lid after popping a few holes for air in the lid. "Thanks. This isn't a normal rat. It's a person."

"A person? Come on Yugi," snorted Seto.

"An animagus perhaps," said Rosemerta. "There's only a few registered ones this generation. Perhaps this is one of the many unregistered ones."

"His name is Peter Pettigrew," said Yugi, holding up the eye to his forehead again. It gleamed once and said, "He's the betrayer of the Potters, whatever that means."

Rosemerta went ashen and Seto shrugged. "So lets turn him over to the Ministry Flunkies out there and be done with it."

Yugi placed it on his forehead again and said, "He's in the service of someone named You-Know-Who."

"I don't know any You-Know-Who," said Seto and Rosemerta went paler. "Something you'd like to share with us?"

Rosemerta went over and poured them all a glass of Firewhiskey. Handing it to them who took it but didn't drink, she drank deeply. "That is Peter Pettigrew? Friend of Lily and James Potter? The one who was thought to be DEAD?"

"Apparently," said Yugi. Pettigrew squealed angrily but couldn't do a thing about it.

Rosemerta then said after taking another drink, "I'll firecall the professors up at the school."

"So this is the famous Peter Pettigrew, huh?" asked Bakura as he slid into the room where the professors were holding up the man within enchanted ropes that were made to contract if he tried to turn into a rat.

McGonagall looked up and frowned. "We're trying to get some information out of him but he's being rather stubborn."

Bakura grinned as he called in Malik. "That's what WE'RE here for. Give us as much time as we need. We'll get your information out of him."

McGonagall looked sceptical but she, Albus and Flitwick went out of the room.

Bakura's grin turned unholy. "Now then, Pettigrew is it? What are you doing here of all places? Dead men usually don't walk around."

Pettigrew looked defiant. "I... don't tell my Lords secrets to muggle scum!"

"He's being difficult," said Malik lazily as he drew out the Millennium Rod. "Shall I?"

"No, lets have some fun first," said Bakura as he drew out a knife from within his pockets. Malik's grin was unholy as he unsheathed the knife from his Millennium Rod.

"After you," said Malik politely.

"Why thank you."

"The screaming stopped," said Honda as he shuffled his deck in his hands. "You think they're done?"

"I doubt it," said Jounouchi as Honda set his deck in front of him. "Those two do nothing but love to torment people."

Suddenly Ryou stuck his head out and said, "Um, can you call for some potions? We need some re-growth potions here."

"What did you cut off?" asked Anzu, feeling a bit green.

"Hand, finger, toes," Ryou made an obscene gesture and every male crossed their legs.

Severus, the only adult there handed him some potions hurriedly. Ryou thanked him and retreated back into the room. There was a pained groan of re-growth and then a shriek of pain once more.

"They sound like they're having fun," said Seto as he casually tapped on his laptop. "Anzu, you have the design aesthetics. Look at this."

Anzu looked at the device on the screen and said, "Make this part push outwards and then the two panels slide out.

Seto nodded as he made the device do so on the screen. She nodded. "That works. Iron shielded?"

"Of course," replied Seto.

Yugi blinked as the door opened again. "Yugi," said Ryou, "I need to borrow the Tauk. Malik and I are on an impasse of how to proceed here. He wants to remove an ear and I want to remove his toes again."

Yugi, feeling a little ill, handed him the Tauk. There was a brief burst of light and Ryou handed it back. "Thank you, Yugi." He then switched to Bakura as he shut the door calling out, "Toes AND the ear!"

"I'm glad I'M not in there," said Anzu. The screaming turned high pitched again as Ryou stuck his head out of the door.

"Re-growth potion please," he said.

Severus handed him the potion. As the door closed, he remarked in english, "Your friends are sadistic."

"It's part of their charm," replied Seto in English.

"He wants some kind of prophesy," said Malik as he polished the Millennium Rod. "I'm sure old Snake-face is going to try at the end of the year through subtle means."

"This is very important for the Order," said Remus who they had reported to after their interrogation. Remus saw the blood splattered room and was ill at the sight. At least they left Peter mostly intact. "We're shipping Peter off to a holding house where we will keep him until he fesses up in front of the Wizengamot."

"Right. Nice work boys," said Mad-Eye. "A bit more pain than I would have used but nice work."

"Just doing our job," said Bakura as he smirked sinisterly. "You may want to keep him on painkillers for a while."

Peter moaned from his prone position slung over Remus's shoulder. He was still bound in the enchanted ropes as he hung pathetically.

The Order members nodded and with a sharp CRACK, Apparated.

Bakura then slapped his hands together. "Well, who's up for supper? I'm ready for a nice bloody steak."