Anaya's Creator: This story got deleted. I re-uploaded. Hopefully, I won't break any rules this time.
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Disclaimer: Listen up, I DO NOT OWN YU-GI-OH, INU-YASHA, OR HARRY POTTER! If I did, I wouldn't be sitting in front of a three year old computer, typing in a hand-me-down sweater.
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Prologue:
Kagome Higurashi once believed she was an ordinary Japanese teenage girl... that is until one day when she was forced down the well of her family's shrine by the hideous Mistress Centipede and into Japan's feudal past where she met dog-demon Inu-Yasha. Together, along with companions and enemies they made along the way, they collected all the shards of the Shikon Jewel (a.k.a. the Sacred Jewel/Jewel of Four Souls), a magical gem that gives the user unimaginable power. During the search, the two fell in love, blah-blah-blah, and had a daughter: Sakura and after the jewel shards were collected they returned to Kagome's time to raise her.
Meanwhile in England, Lord Voldemort is hungrily searching for power. And aware of the Shikon Jewel legend, Professor Albus Dumbledore goes to Japan and warns the Yasha family. The family is attacked by Death Eaters not long after and Sakura is left a ten year old orphan and placed in the care of Albus Dumbledore. Six years later, she is a witch in training at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and friends with Harry Potter, the boy who had defeated Voldemort when he was only an infant sixteen years ago.
After Battle City and the Kaiba Grand Tournament, Yugi Motou, Seto Kaiba, and Ryou Bakura are brought to Hogwarts. That is where this story begins.
Chapter 1: The New Recruits
BANG! KA-BOOM!
Thunder roared louder than an attacking chimera and lightening forked across the midnight black sky as bullets of rain pelted against the window pane. Yet, this uproar did not disturb the shadowy doglike creature that slept soundly in the corner on a pillow. On the large bed beside it, its master tossed and turned in a fitful slumber.
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She was back in her home, back in time, six years. The lights flickered as the family sat around the table eating dinner, then they completely went out.
"Daddy, what happened?" she asked.
"I don't know," her father answered as he got up, his hand on the hilt of his sword, Tetseiga.
"Oh, it's probably just a power failure. I'll just go start up the generator," she heard grandmothers voice say. After several minutes, she didn't return.
"Something's wrong," Uncle Sōta commented in a worried tone as a chill ran through the atmosphere.
"Inu-Yasha... maybe it's them..." her mother said, a note of fear ringing in her voice.
"I agree, Kagome. I can smell many approaching humans, but I also smell death. Something's up," he got up to leave with his sword at the ready.
Her mother nodded, grabbing her bow and arrows, and following her husband. "Sōta, stay here with..." but her brother cut her off.
"Sakura and I are coming too," he told his sister firmly and the small family went outside.
The stars above twinkled like the eyes of heavenly beings and there was a slight mist hanging over the calm grounds of the temple in which they lived. Mirthful laughter sounded and pierced the once peaceful night and dense fog appeared out of nowhere. "Show yourself, you cowards!" her father demanded, brandishing his huge sword.
"Heh, heh, heh, hand over the Shikon Jewel, Inu-Yasha and we may let you live," answered a malicious voice. A group of figures in long cloaks and masks over their faces emerged slowly from the shadows.
The small girl suddenly felt her mother's hand on her shoulder.
"There is no Jewel any longer; it's gone. Now leave this place at once!" Inu-Yasha ordered.
"You lie, oh well, I guess we'll just have to slaughter your family and take what we want from you." Suddenly a flash of green light burst out of thin air and hit Uncle Sōta.
"Brother!" Kagome cried as he fell to the ground motionless. "Inu-Yasha, it is them. The one the wizard warned us about."
Instantly pandemonium broke out.
Her father charged at the unwelcome intruders as they began muttering strange words and flashes of light burst everywhere. "Kagome! Get yourself and Sakura out of here now!"
The girl felt her mother grab her hand and drag her away through the pinball game of life and death that had once been the temple towards the shed that contained the Bone Eaters Well. After they got inside, her mother slammed the door behind them before the strangers could figure out where they went. She was led down the steps and over to the waterless well. Her mother took out what looked like a glittering oversized pearl and placed it in her daughter's hand. "Sakura, take the Shikon Jewel, jump into the well, and get aid from the feudal era. I'm going to help your father."
With terror radiating in her eyes, she nodded, shoved the Jewel into her pocket, and climbed into the well; however, unlike the times before when she had gone with her father and mother, no portal opened and she landed softly on the ground with a thump. "Oh no," she whispered as she dug her claws into the earth trying to get through. "I can't get to the feudal era! This is bad."
Above her she heard the door of the shed open and the evil laughter could be heard once more. "Hand over the Sacred Jewel woman!"
"What my husband told you was true: the Jewel of Four Souls is gone," she heard her mother retort.
"I have no patience for your excuses... Avada Kedavra!"
She heard her mother's scream and for a moment all was silent, then the loathsome voice spoke again. "Search the woman for the Jewel. Since the demon didn't have it, perhaps she does."
There was a shuffling then another male voice said, "There's no sign of the Jewel, Lucius. What a shame, we killed such a lovely woman for nothing.
From down in the well, Sakura gave a loud unexpected sob and a moment later, she saw a masked man was peering down at her from the top of the well. "Wingardium Leviosa," he said and she found herself levitating up to him.
"Well what do we have here? The demon's hybrid spawn, perchance?" he drawled, grabbing the back of the kimono she wore.
"Put me down! Why did you kill my mom and dad!" she squealed as she fought to get loose.
"Imobulous," and instantly Sakura stopped moving from her neck down. "Heh, heh, heh, feisty little half-breed, isn't she, McNair?" the stranger remarked, gesturing to one of his fellows. He put her down and wrapped his arm around her to drag her out of the shack, laughing villainously, but it halted when another cloaked figure approached them.
"Lucius, McNair, we've ransacked the house and there's no sign of the Jewel,"
"We have no more business here then." The one who was still holding Sakura, the two men left the shack, as soon as they had the other one set it aflame.
"No!" Sakura cried.
"Say goodbye to your home, demon-child," her captor jeered.
"Put that girl down at once!" demanded a booming voice.
Sakura's captor turned still holding her. The being who had said that turned out to be twice the size of a normal man and almost three times as wide. His hands were as big as trash can lids and his boots, as big as dolphin calves.
"And what if I don't—Ahh!" the man cried out in pain as a set of fangs dug into his hand, making him drop Sakura who stopped biting him and ran over to her rescuer. She had seen him tons of times before, he and an old man in half-moon spectacles often came to her house to talk to her mother and father.
"Hey there, Sakura," the giant said, clapping her on the shoulder.
She nodded in a dazed manner then lost consciousness.
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"Bark, bark," said a little blue dog-like creature as it jumped on its mistress' chest.
Feeling the pressure, Sakura opened her blood red eyes and saw her "dog" give her an excited smile with a thin black leash in between his cream colored teeth.
"I'm up Stitch (2), I'm up," she muttered. "You ready for your morning walk, pal?"
Stitch dropped the leash at her throat and licked her face.
"Okay, okay, that's enough." The sixteen year old girl got up and stretched, the booming of the night's storm had faded away and a gentle pitter-patter of a light rain was falling outside the window beside her bed. She sat up and glanced at the clock on her nightstand, it was nine in the morning; normally, she didn't sleep that late, but then again she had been out for a long time last night. As she flexed her left knee, she saw the large scar from what appeared to be a large set of jaws. There was a permanent bend in that knee, thanks to the tendons not repairing themselves properly after the injury. Finally getting out of bed, she dressed, pulled her long white hair into a loose ponytail. She could smell fresh bacon and buttermilk waffles wafting into her room from downstairs.
"Come on Stitch, I smell breakfast," she beckoned, and with her dog at her heels she limped through her messy room to the stairs and slid down the banister. She stepped into the kitchen grabbed herself a plate full of food, then turned and saw someone in purple robes sitting in a squashy armchair with a copy of The Daily Prophet in the other room. "Good morning, Uncle Dumbledore," she greeted, taking a bite of bacon.
The person lowered their paper, revealing a kind-looking, wise old man with long white hair and beard wearing half moon spectacles. "Not quite according to the Daily Prophet, Sakura. How was meeting our Japanese students with Hagrid yesterday?"
"Uncle, it was exasperating; and I'm not talking about the language complication you warned me about. They speak English very well, it's just that..."
"Just what?"
"One of them, Seto Kaiba, he didn't believe us, then he muttered something about fairytale nonsense and tried to leave."
"Did he, now?"
"Yeah, but I called him a dumb-ass and..."
"Sakura, that wasn't very nice, not to mention something a common girl would say to a man as high up in Japan's economy as him."
"In case you haven't noticed, Uncle, I am far from common." She gestured to a pair of white dog ears perched on the crown of her head, then continued, "I asked him the same question you asked me: Have you ever made anything happen, something you couldn't explain? And that must have struck something in him, because he came with us."
"Well, as exasperating as that was for you, are you still going to the Leaky Cauldron in a few hours to go pick up the new students and take them to Platform 9 3/4?"
Sakura sighed, "If I must, I must." She put her empty dishes in the sink, grabbed a large umbrella, and headed towards the back door. "Uncle, I'm going to take Stitch for a walk, okay?"
"Just be back by ten; I know you haven't finished packing yet," Dumbledore shouted as he heard a door slam.
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"Sanura, no my Sanura,"
He was kneeling in a dungeon floor, surrounded by dark, dank stone, the only light coming from a small window way above him. A young maiden with white hair was gingerly cradled in his strong arms; a red river flowing from the countless cuts all over her body. Her linen servant's garb was torn and stained with crimson (3). Tears flowed from his eyes and into her bloodstained hair as more blood poured from her broken body onto his bare skin and ancient Egyptian priest's garb, tainting the once pure linen. "It wasn't supposed to be this way," he murmured into her red and white silken tresses. "How did it go so wrong?"
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In reality, Seto Kaiba awoke with a start, his breath coming in short gasps. That dead girl, he thought as he sat up, trying to clear his head. She looked just like... An image of the albino girl he had met the previous day formed in his mind. Like Sakura, he fell back against his bed in his room in the Leaky Cauldron, growling as she came to mind. What's the matter with me? I can't get her out of my head. It seems as if I've met her before; it's as if I already know her even though I've only first met her.
He rolled over and tried to go back to sleep, but without success. The sound of the falling rain was too distracting. There was a loud whistle of a train passing and the room began to shake like a minor earthquake back in Japan. His eyes wandered to where Mokuba, his eleven year old brother, slept. Unsurprisingly, the young colt hadn't stirred one bit... that kid could sleep through anything.
A flash of gold caught his eye and his sapphire gaze traveled to his dresser. He saw the Millennium Rod lying there, looking pretty; maybe that vision he had seen while he was dueling Yugi was connected to the dream he had just had. No, all that hocus-pocus about him being a high priest in ancient Egypt was a load of crap, and the dream was just that—a dream, nothing more.
He looked at his watch; it was ten fifteen in the morning in Britain's time. Usually, he would be at Kaiba Corps or working on his laptop at this time, but crossing the time zones to England had made him groggy. There was a loud rapping on the door. "Come in," he growled irritably.
The door opened and as if his dream had suddenly come to life, Sakura was standing there. "Rise and shine Kaiba brothers," she announced loudly, leaning against the doorway. "Time to finish packing your things and head for King's Cross Station."
Kaiba merely gave her his classic cold glare. "Good morning to you too," she told him, rolling her eyes and shutting the door with a loud SLAM!
Over on the other bed, Mokuba awoke. "Uhnn... Seto, I don't want to get up yet," he groaned.
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"So how do we get onto the Platform, Sakura?" Yugi asked. He was an incredibly short kid with spiky violet-black hair with golden bangs. His purple innocent-looking eyes looked skeptically at the barrier between Platform 9 and Platform 10.
"Just walk straight at the wall," she explained.
Ryou, a pale-skinned boy, left his trolley and walked up to the wall, scanned it over with his chocolate brown eyes, and knocked on it with his thin knuckles. "Looks pretty solid to me," he commented.
They were all gathered at King's Cross Station. Their luggage trunks were loaded onto trolleys, except for a black backpack on Sakura's shoulders. Ryou had a horned owl on top of his trunk which he and the others had decided to share when they bought it in Diagan Alley the previous day with their other school supplies.
"I knew it," Kaiba snarled. "This whole scam about having to come here in order to go to some magical school was a total lie and a complete waste of my time and money! Come on, Mokuba, we're going to the airport and going back to Japan immediately."
Sakura grimaced. Could anyone else possibly be more irritating than this CEO? She was about to really let him have it, but suddenly Stitch tapped her shoulder and pointed to a small group of teenagers, two boys and one girl. One, the tallest of the group, was a gangly red-headed boy with many, many freckles. The other boy was shorter and had blackish hair with vibrant green eyes behind a pair of glasses. The girl had bushy russet hair. Two owls in cages were perched on top of the boy's trunks, one large and snowy white, while the other resembled a tiny grey tennis ball with wings. A medium sized wicker basket was on the girl's hip, held in place by her arm that wasn't pushing the trolley.
At the sight of the newcomers, Sakura's eyes widened and one of her eyebrows rose as she thought of an even better idea. She turned back to Seto. "Still think I'm a liar, Kaiba?" she asked slyly, her red blood eyes clearly insinuating a challenge.
He approached her, his cobalt orbs trying to make her back down. "Prove me wrong," he demanded softly.
An odd half-smile formed on Sakura's face as she broke their staring contest and ran off towards the three teens. "Harry, Ron, Hermione, wait up," she called.
The three juveniles stopped. "Hey Sakura," the girl greeted.
"Long time no see," the black haired boy told her.
"No kidding," Sakura replied. "Could you guys do me a favor?"
"Sure," the red-head answered. "What is it?"
Sakura pulled them into a huddle and whispered for a few minutes. When she had finished explaining, the group pulled apart.
"We'll do it," the girl said, nodding.
"Thanks guys," Sakura walked back to Yugi, Ryou, and the Kaiba brothers, a small smirk on her face. "Ready for me to beat you at your own game, Kaiba?"
"I will love seeing you try."
"Just watch those three."
The black-haired boy with glasses lined up with the wall and began running towards it. At any second, the four Japanese students were certian he was going to crash into the barrier, he went straight through it.
Mokuba's jaw dropped. "That was unbelievable," he said, his hands clutching his long black hair in shock.
After the guy with the glasses went through, the girl went next, quickly followed by the red-head.
Sakura turned back to the new students grinning broadly, exposing a set of overly grown canines that made her look like a female Dracula with white hair. "Still think I'm a liar?"
Ryou, Yugi, and Mokuba shook their heads; Kaiba just stared at the wall. That's impossible! No one can go through a brick wall!
In turn, each of the boys grabbed his trolley and went through the wall until only Kaiba and Sakura were left.
"After you, Kaiba, I insist," she told him.
Seto adjusted his already firm grip on the trolley and began walking towards the barrier. His walk quickened to a run and soon he was charging full speed at it. At any moment he expected to loose control of the trolley and crash into the wall. He was ten feet away... five, he wouldn't be able to stop himself to prevent a collision... three... two... one and...
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(1)In Harry Potter Chamber of Secrets video game, the Imobulous spell wears off. So that's the way the spell worked here.
(2) Yes, this is Stitch from the Disney movie and series Lilo & Stitch; I don't own him either.
Anaya's Creator: That's the first chapter. I'll upload the others later.