SOS: .:passes out:. So... many... REVIEWS! X.x .:tosses cookies to her reviewers:. Yay! You makes me happy!

By the way, I am currently going to take in suggestions for Bakura Ryo's house. Please, however, do NOT vote for Seto's, for I've already decided that one.

Warnings - Seto and Ron's language (Not actually that bad), an attack of witches, a chapter of which nothing incredibly important happens, and Ryo insulting the Tomb Robber.

Disclaimer - ...Let's think about this, shall we?


"Aw, shit."

Blink.

"Kaiba. Why did that young girl just scream out your name?"

"Shut up and run."

"Why?"

"Because I said so, and I assume you treasure your physical well-fare." With that said, a one Kaiba Seto was off like a bullet in an extremely undignified manner, with Ryo at his heels.

Harry Potter had always thought that no witch or wizard was really up to date with the muggle world. He, too, was familiar with the name and the person it belonged to; this was because Dudley possessed many of that games made by the brilliant man, and Harry often got access to many of the older games (assuming his fat cousin hadn't yet broken it to pieces out of frustration). Frankly, the wizard thought the CEO was a genius. Never a wizard. And never to ever be seen, running from a crowd of teenaged females (and some older females, at that).

"Mister Kaiba!" suddenly squeaked out Hermione, forcing her things upon Harry and Ron. "You two wait here! I absolutely MUST meet him! He is one of the most brilliant muggles there ever was, and now, it appears he's a wizard, too!" Ron could hardly blink in confusion before Hermione had dashed off.

"...You know, my dad mentioned something about him once."

"Yeah?"

"Uh-huh." Pause. "You know, we should probably try to help the poor bloke and his friend. Getting chased by witches and all, you know. They can get a bit nasty if he keeps running, especially if 'Mione looks up to him. Another Lockhart, 'cept this guy doesn't like the attention.

"Yeah, probably. How do you suggest we do that?"

"What we usually do."

"Make it up as we go?"

"Uh-huh."

Meanwhile, Kaiba Seto was in a bit of a... predicament. From what he had figured out, the wizarding world was, typically, very ignorant of the realm of muggles. So why was there a bunch of rabid witches chasing him down a street in Diagon Alley? Damn those fanarts. He knew not putting a copyright on his body was going to bite him in the ass on day (It would, certainly, stop people from decorating their walls with posters of him. How on EARTH did the paparazzi ever get close enough to take such pictures of him!).

After a minute or two or running, it was becoming annoyingly evident that Ryo had not been built for athletic activity. And, since it was somewhat his fault that the white-haired boy was also in trouble, it would only be right of him to at least get him out of the situation. But how? He didn't know any of the passageways in Diagon Alley, so a wrong turn and he might end up standing in the middle of an intersection in the muggle world.

Just as he was musing such things, he passed a large, menacing-looking gate. Two young, fifteen year old boys were standing by it, and suddenly starting hissing at the CEO and Ryo. Ryo automatically took the opportunity to run in with them, followed closely by Seto. Why not? At least it would save them from the stupid teenagers.

The now-foursome ducked past the gate, leaving Kaiba and Ryo home free from the witches. Seto glanced at their saviors, and raised a brow.

"Dare I ask why you brought us down here?" he questioned, emphasizing the here in the sentence. This brought them all to a stop in the middle of the alley, and the darker-haired one blinked in confusion.

"What are you talking about?"

"...In case you haven't noticed, but I believe that dark and frightening is not preferable to the bright and cheery atmosphere of Diagon Alley." The other one, a redhead, cocked his head until it finally occurred to him what was going on.

"Ah, damn it."


"...So, uh, Harry," began Ryo, glancing at his newly made friend, "You really don't know how to get off... Knockturn Alley, you said?"

Harry nodded glumly, sighing. This was just great. They had accidentally dragged the transfer students that had been chatting on about into Knockturn Alley, one of the least safe areas of the London Wizarding World. What had possessed them to take them through an alleyway that hadn't even checked, huh? Harry had only been down there once, and only found is way out because of Hagrid. And by the way Ryo spoke about him, there was not going to be any last minute saves by the half-giant.

Ron turned his attention upon the taller boy. Seto couldn't be two years older than him; so why exactly did he tower over him so amazingly! However, Ron was not one to get intimidated based on height alone (skills usually came into the matter soon after, though), and attempted to spark a conversation of his own with the brunette.

"What were you doing in Diagon Alley? I heard that you where a muggle."

Seto snorted. "Well, apparently I'm not, or otherwise I'd be in Domino, spending a very nice weekend with my little brother."

However, Ron refused to give up. "You've got a little brother?"

"Yes."

"How old is he?"

Glare. "Go away."

"Not friendly, are you?" No answer. With a disgruntled sigh, he finished the conversation as such: "Man, I can't believe we tried to help you. Harry?" he added.

"Yes, Ron?"

"Do you think we could just ask for directions?"

"..Ron, I really don't think that would be a good idea."

"How come?"

"Have you ever seen a lady walk down this road with -fingernails-? If you did, would you want to ask her how to get out of Knockturn?"

"No and no."

"And there is my point."


It took the group a good fourteen minutes and ten seconds (Seto was counting down, hoping to wander out very soon, and possibly abandon the other three) to escape Knockturn Alley, and this left them extremely annoyed. Harry and Ron had silently decided the Seto was a shoo-in for Slytherin, Seto thought the pair the stupidest on Earth, second to Jonouchi and Honda, and Ryo was positive that the Tomb Robber was going to kill someone soon.

"Well, now that we've survived that," said Ron, grateful, "Now what are we going to do? We've lost Hermione, and these two probably need to go catch up with Snape."

"No, I don't think we need to find him," Ryo announced, still sounding a bit uncertain, "We've got rooms at the Leaky Cauldron."

"Well, that fixes one problem." Harry sighed, glancing around. It was getting dark quickly upon Diagon Alley, so there was little left to do. "Glad your family's staying there, too, Ron." Ron nodded in agreement.

"Mum and Dad'll probably still be here, though; they're probably looking all over for us."

"As interesting as your conversation is," Seto sneered, "Shouldn't we go to this excuse for lodgings?"

"Yes," agreed Ryo, nodding eagerly.

Ron and Harry suffered a very boring explanation on why saving foreign exchange students - as good as a cause as it was, of course - without actually knowing how they intended to do so was a bad idea by Mrs. Weasley, and they both gave vague announcements of understanding at the end of it. Hermoine managed to track down the pair, declaring unhappily she hadn't managed to find the CEO.

The two decided it was a good idea not to tell their friend where Kaiba Seto was.

While she had wandered off to her room, having already having eaten her dinner, Ron and Harry were sitting at a table in the main dinning room of the Leaky Cauldron. A Bakura Ryo, who was grinning sheepishly and thanking them for the kajillionth time for the quick getaway, quickly joined them.

"Don't worry about it, bloke; a whole new adventures every-day thing. You don't always get to save two freakishly tall Japanese guys from a witches, ya know?" Ryo blinked.

"I'm not that much taller than you two-"

"I think that was more aimed towards your friend," Harry intervened, cutting Ron off from his own interruption before it could began. "I mean... He's like... seven feet tall.."

"Six foot two (1), thank you very much."

Three heads shot up, and six eyes landed upon the brown-haired CEO. He dropped a plate onto the table, choosing a seat next to Harry.

"Uh, sorry 'bout that. It's just, most people in England don't get as tall as you. It's really a redeeming - "

"Whatever." Suddenly, he quirked a brow. "You said you're Harry Potter, right?"

"Yeah. You're not going to be one of those people fascinated by me, are you?"

Snort. "Hell no. Did you not see what happened today, or do you have a horrible memory?"

"Good point."

Ryo suddenly cut in. "Kaiba! I just had a great idea. Did you bring any of your Duel Disks with you?"

(If you're going to do something stupid-)

((Oh, shut up. If I was going to do something stupid, don't you think I would have already done it?))

(...You've got a good point there, Tomb Robber)


(1) Should be accurate. I got the information from j a n i m e . n e t (Take out spaces).

kenmeishouri - And here you go!

Glitchhunter - Indeed he does. This is why I thank God Takahashi Kazuki created him :)

Peter Kim - Indeed, there shall be some dueling. That is a GREAT idea, by the way. However, there shall not be any Duel Monster classes, since it would kinda kill the way the story went x.X

Thunderstorm101 - Oooh... Good idea. :3 I might use that.

Kitroku - Ta-da!

Jasmine Reinier - .:grins:. Well, she DID try, now didn't she?

cantdueldontaskme - Well, think about it: You've been invited to a wizarding school, which is an idea you've never even HEARD of before. As much as you may believe it, wouldn't you want a bit more information before you simply dove head-first into getting ready for the school year? Excellent point, however, and I thank you for pointing that out.

DarkLegacies - There shall be more Hermione-spazzing to come, I promise. And yes, Harry certainly does!

mariko - .:blink blink:. I believe I shall not even as much comment upon this one.

Setoglomper - He may or may not be in Gryffindor. I've already got plans for his house, so you'll just have to wait and see...

Seto's Girl 2004 - Well, here you go!