Daricio: Hello all! (sneezes) ... (sweatdrop) I've recently had the very bad luck of catching just about every illness that comes my way for the past month or so... BUT I WRITE ANYWAY! AND THIS IS THE LAST CHAPTER OF THIS STORY! MUAHAHAHAHA- (cries) I don't want the story to end yet! WWWAAAAAHHHHH!
Malik: -.- Write anyway! u.u and no killing us all this time!
Daricio: Aw, but that was fun... Fine... No real notes for this chapter, unless I think of any in the next two seconds... (pause) ... Nope. On to the story!
Oh, wait... Just need to say that the cameos that were in the last chapter were the two duel monsters that Bakura and Malik are using. Both of those cards, (or at least I think it's those cards) are cards that my two friends have in their decks.
To Psycho Dragon Lover: I quote from 8-bit theater, (high pitch happy voice) "COOKIESCOOKIESILOVECOOKIES, WOOHOO, COOKIES!"
(Ahem) Anyways...
And end of story WAAAAHHH!
Malik: (fwap) So write an epilogue or something! Sheesh...
Daricio: (sweatdrop) and one last thing... (waves to B/k and Lisa) (much grin)
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Monster and magic met with a crash, neither willing to give up.
It was the same deal over again, millennium magic defending, wave of power trying to get through, and the magic of the teens seemed to be losing. Harry and Ron each took ahold of Bakura's hands, lending him some of their own strength as well.
Tiny cracks began to appear in Bakura's monster, small bits of light shining through.
Bakura let out a growl that turned into a scream of anguish as he continued to pour magic into the survival of his monster. "YAMI BAKURA, YOU WILL NOT GET THROUGH!" He yelled.
Laughter was heard from beyond the blast of magic, and it suddenly intensified, sending even more cracks through Bakura's Necromancer.
Multiple voices shouted from the borders of the area something that was unintelligible due to the sound of Yami Bakura's wave of energy, and the voices' owners stepped out from the shadows, all pointing wands at the ancient tomb robber.
Harry spotted something glowing behind him, but didn't turn around to see what it was; his attention was locked on Hermione, who had suddenly gotten up and was running over to the others with their wands.
Bakura was still straining under the effort of keeping his monster in existence, but the wave of energy cut off suddenly, and indignant yells were audible.
When the spots of light in everyone's vision, created by the energy blast, faded away enough for them to see, Harry saw that Yami Bakura was standing where he had been before, an old tattered wizard's hat was on his head reaching down all the way to the tip of his nose, effectively blocking his vision.
It was a very familiar old tattered wizard's hat...
Yami Bakura busied himself with cursing at the hat, and at the brightly colored bird that had dropped it on him in the first place, in a variety of different languages. Harry couldn't help but smile a little when the hat suddenly yelled, "SLYTHERIN!"
This issued another bout of curses from the enraged tomb robber, and he began blasting magic around randomly, still trying to figure out what was on his head and how to get it off.
While he was thus distracted, the forms along the borders rushed to Voldemort, who was just getting up and brushing himself off, looking very PO'd.
Yami Bakura finally managed to blast the hat off his head, sending it flying into a corner where it lay smoking, and found himself face to face with 10 wands aimed at him, the Death Eaters wielding them looking murderous.
"What took you fools so long?" Voldemort hissed.
"Sorry, master. Had some other... business to attend to." The lead Death Eater said with a sadistic grin, gesturing with a nod of his head toward a pile of unconscious Ministry of Magic members near the entrance to the area. "Now we just need to take care of this idiot for you as well."
Yami Bakura smirked, then began to laugh. The glares of the Death Eaters grew fiercer. "What are you laughing at?" the lead one barked at him.
Yami Bakura glowed white for an instant, and all of the Death Eaters were flung backwards into the walls. "I am simply amused at the level of your incompetence." He growled dangerously, beginning to walk towards his fallen annoyances. (They weren't smart enough to be considered enemies.)
Harry winced slightly, almost feeling sorry for the Death Eaters for a split second, then he, Hermione, and Ron snuck around behind the distracted Tomb Robber, Bakura now focusing the power left in the Millennium Ring on their wands.
As they got in range of the spirit, who was now inflicting his own version of the crutacious curse on the Death Eaters, Harry noticed that Voldemort had gotten the same idea and was coming towards the spirit from the other side. When Voldemort saw Harry and the others, he glared for a moment, then raised three fingers.
He let one finger drop as he focused on Yami Bakura and raised his wand. Then he let a second finger drop. Harry, Hermione, and Ron got the idea and, although they really didn't want to work with the evil sorcerer, they each whispered their own curses along with him when he brought down his last finger.
"Avada Kedavra!"
"Petrificus Totalus!"
"Stupefy!"
"Rictusempra!"
(A/n: DVD: "Squeegeeblah!"
Daricio: Go away, DVD.)
All four spells raced forward, the first glowing green (making Harry wince), the second a light brown, the third a pale yellow, and the last silver. The spells were still a few feet from the Tomb Robber when he suddenly noticed them coming.
Having been just using his magic as a torture device, he wasn't prepared for the sudden barrage of magic enough to construct a shield. Instead, he sent out four quick blasts of energy at each of the oncoming spells, hitting three of them, but missing the last.
The silver force hit him full on, and he slid backwards about a foot, his head down and his hand clenching his chest where he'd been hit.
There was silence for a moment, the kind of silence where everybody is holding their breath, waiting to see what would happen.
Yami Bakura chuckled evilly. He stood up straight and threw his head back, laughing. He laughed and laughed and laughed. The Death Eaters looked on nervously, glad for the interruption of their torture, but seeming to know that the Tomb Robber was famous for spreading mass destruction and pain after such laughs.
His face began to turn red, and he continued to laugh, gasping for air as he did so. Hermione looked at him suspiciously, beginning to understand that this wasn't any ordinary evil laugh...
The spirit continued to laugh for about a minute, eventually dropping to his knees. When he did this, it was plain to see that, although he was laughing, his red face was full of pure seething anger...
Ron grinned. Hermione realized what had happened and ran forward, casting one more spell. "Stupefy!"
The Tomb Robber, laughing so hard from the evil Rictusempra spell of doom, could do nothing to stop the spell, and he fell to the ground unconscious, still giggling slightly.
Bakura ran to his ex-yami and grabbed the Millennium Ring, closing his eyes and beginning to concentrate on returning the magic within it to the air around them.
Hermione hurried to Yami and Malik. "Ennervate" she murmered, waking Malik up. Yami was already up, rubbing his head and watching Fawkes fly around.
Malik groaned. "Did anybody get the license place number on that truck?" he joked, sitting up.
Yami stood shakily. "The Millennium Puzzle's power's back up to maximum. Thanks, Bakura."
Bakura nodded, still focusing on the Ring.
"Now to take care of. . . Hey, where'd they all go?" Yami wondered, looking slightly baffled at the absence of Voldemort and his lackeys.
"Prob'ly ran off." Harry said, helping Malik to his feet. "It'd be just like him too. Hide until his forces are built up enough again. He knows that, especially now that we've got Yami Bakura's Ring on our side, we're more powerful than him. So I'm betting he doesn't want his butt kicked."
"Gunna get his butt kicked anyway unless he gets a new wand." Bakura said, looking up and giving Harry a crooked smile. "It seems that right before Hermione knocked him out, Yami Bakura put a spell on his wand. It repels all magic now. The only spell that will ever affect it is the spell that he just put on it."
Ron laughed in relief. "Well, that's good anyway. There's no way anybody'll ever sell him a wand..."
"By the way, Ron... of all the curses you could have tried, why did you use the tickling curse?" Harry asked, sounding amused.
"Hey, it worked, didn't it?" Ron retorted with a grin.
Yami smiled. "Do you need any help over there, Bakura?"
"No, I've almost finished. Just need to finish bringing back some of the places that were sent to the Shadow Realm..." Bakura replied, his eyes closed again. "Malik, the city that Isis and Rishid were in is safe."
Malik smiled and nodded. "That's a relief. No duel monster damage?"
Bakura shook his head. "Not that I can tell from here." He lapsed into silence as he continued to concentrate.
A few minutes later, Bakura sighed, opened his eyes, and took the Millennium Ring from around Yami Bakura's neck. Since Yami Bakura was no longer a spirit attached to the Ring, he could still exist without it being with him.
"I'll help you with this one," Yami said, knowing that now Bakura had to replace the restraints on the Ring's maximum power. The Millennium Puzzle glowed, along with both versions of the Ring.
Slowly, the two rings melded together, becoming one item again. Yami nodded in satisfaction, then turned to the still unconscious tomb robber.
"Only one more thing to take care of, then." He murmured. He stretched out his hand. "Mind Crush!"
Yami Bakura's form wavered, then disappeared with a shattering sound.
Malik gave a crooked grin. "You know, somehow I doubt that this is the last time we're going to see him..."
Yami shook his head. "Probably not... but one can hope, right?"
Malik laughed.
Ron cleared his throat. "Sooo... What all happened back there? I mean, it all went so fast, I didn't catch it all... How did Fawkes get here? How'd You-Know-Who and Hermione get free from the petrificus totalus spell?"
Fawkes chose that moment to land on Yami's head, almost tipping over the former Pharaoh with the sudden extra weight. "That was my doing. I was trying to summon another duel monster using my own energy, since Yugi's was depleted. There wasn't enough power left in the Puzzle to create a proper shadow entrance, but this little guy came through anyway."
He looked up at the bird. "I assume, by the use of a name, that you know this Phoenix?"
Harry, Ron, and Hermione nodded. "Fawkes belongs to Professor Dumbledore, the headmaster at our school."
Harry nodded again. "He has a thing for Loyalty, and he likes to help out people who are loyal to their cause, or to Dumbledore."
Fawkes gave a call of acknowledgement. Bakura smiled. "He's beautiful."
"Yes.. The Phoenix was one of the gods in ancient Egypt." Yami said, lifting Fawkes off of his head so that he could get a better look. "This is the first time I've seen one, though."
"So, what about Hermione?" Ron asked, raising an eyebrow at her.
Hermione grinned mischievously. "I never saw a Phoenix before I came to Hogwarts either." She said.
Ron punched her arm lightly. "You know what I meant, you bugger."
She laughed. "Yes, yes, I know. It was those Death Eaters, actually. When they came in, they cast Finite Incantum, which is a spell that cancels out all spells that are in effect." She said, explaining the spell to the Millennium Magic users.
"They were trying to get rid of Yami Bakura's huge energy blast." She continued. "The blast was apparently more powerful than the spell, so the spells all rebounded, like the petrificus totalus spells that we cast did."
"And so the body-bind spell was negated, and you were able to get us our wands back." Ron finished for her.
"Exactly." Hermione said.
"Uh-huh..." Ron's voice lowered to a mutter, "I hate being a plot device."
"What was that, Ron?" Malik asked.
"Nothing, nothing." Ron's ears turned red. Luckily for him, an owl suddenly flew into the area, circled once, then landed on Harry's suddenly outstretched arm.
"Hedwig!" Harry smiled. "Who's the letter from?"
The owl gave Harry a look that plainly said, "You expect ME to tell you?" and Malik laughed. Harry took the rather bulky envelope off of Hedwig's leg while Hermione explained to Malik and Bakura about wizard post.
Carefully, he opened the envelope. Inside was a letter and a doorknob. Harry blinked at the doorknob and began to read the letter.
"Dear Harry Potter,
I do hope that this owl finds you well. When the Hogwarts grounds were sent to the place of shadows, I suspected that you might try to solve the mystery yourself, and it seems that once again, along with your friends, you have.
I expect, though, that you will be in some trouble with the Ministry of Magic for use of underage magic, as well as entering a potentially dangerous area. Enclosed is a doorknob. It is a portkey to Hogwarts, so that you and your friends don't have to wait to get back. Your friends from Domino are quite welcome to come as well, and I will arrange it with their guardians.
To activate the portkey, point your wand at it and say "Portus." Make sure that everybody who is coming is touching the portkey before you activate it.
Hope to see you soon.
Professor Dumbledore, Headmaster, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."
Harry looked up, "Hey Malik, Bakura, Yami... Want to take a trip to Hogwarts?" He showed them the letter, glancing at the pile of unconscious Ministry of Magic members. Frankly, nobody had gone over to check to see if they were all right...
And frankly, nobody was going to...
But Dumbledore was right. When they woke up, they weren't going to be happy... They'd best get out of there as soon as they could. The portkey was their best bet.
Yami also glanced over at the pile of people, obviously coming to the same conclusions. "Sounds good to me." Bakura nodded as well.
Malik hesitated. "Will they know where to contact Isis and Rishid?"
"Once we're there, you can probably contact them yourself." Hermione reassured him. "They let you borrow owls."
Malik smiled. "Alright then. I'm assuming we're leaving them here?" he gestured to the Ministry.
Three heads vehemently nodded.
"Ok, everybody run and gather up your stuff. Meet at Yugi's house in half an hour." Harry said.
"Right." Everybody took off to grab their things. They were going to Hogwarts!
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Daricio: Ok, this chapter's long enough, I think... Epilogue next chapter!
And yes, technically this is the last chapter. I mean, the main bad guy is gone, everybody is safe, Hogwarts is back... All that's left is to hand out Special Service to the School awards. XD
Malik: Yeah, great. And why can't you do that this chapter?
Daricio: Take too long. This chapter was beginning to sound like a run on sentence. (sweatdrop) Besides, you're the one who told me to write an epilogue. : D
Malik: u.u
Daricio: So, anyway... See you for the LAST last chapter of the story, AKA me-trying-to-draw-the-story-out-for-as-long-as-possible. (sweatdrop)