Hey! Here I am getting you a chapter, now don't you feel special? I am leaving for band camp in about two or three days! There I shall share a room with my RL! Well, this is it! This chapter will begin the strange meaning of "Tangled Branches"

To the reviewer: ARIGATOU!

Reminders:
/Ryou to Bakura/

/Bakura to Ryou/

'Thoughts and such….you get it already I hope'

Disclaimer: I do not own Yugioh or Harry Potter, but I do share the ownership of the GCW also known as the manga you will love someday!

((A/N: type type type type type type……….how to start the chapter?))

-Dream-

Anger; Rage was building and eyes were burning for revenge. Explosive emotions of loathing enveloped the mind of a young black haired boy who watched the dark lord pace the length of the room in frustration. Voldemort did not know the presence of the boy as he continued his rant.

"Wormtail," hissed the sadistic man as the quivering man stumbled forward in a low bow. "What you have told me is frustrating and a foil to my plan…but at the same time it opens a new window, to a new plan formation." Wormtail looked up at his master who beckoned that he should rise to his feet. As he rose his eyes stayed on his master who in turn looked on his servant with his glowing red eyes.

"M-master? What a-are you planning t-to do, now th-that he i-i-is back?" asked the trembling man, wringing his hands together under the gaze of those red eyes. Voldemort's lips curved into that sinister smirk; he knew exactly what he was going to do.

"We will use the man against his own son. Hurting the father will bring him down to a level where I he is powerless. Losing those you love, even without realizing, can hurt the weak minded who believe in such feeble emotions." His voice did not feign confidence, Voldemort was sure his plan would work this time. "There will be no second escape for the man. I will gain power once again and there will be no one, not even Harry Potter, who can stop me!" Voldemort let out a laugh, a dark wicked laugh that could chill anyone to the bone…
-End of dream-

LALALA

Harry woke gasping for breath and his hand immediately flew to the lightning shaped scar on his forehead, it was in horrible pain. He bit back his tears and willed the scar to stop throbbing, when it finally developed into a dull ache Harry went over the dream through his mind. What had Voldemort been talking about and why was in a good thing when at the beginning of the dream he had been enraged? Without a second thought Harry shoved his glasses on and started to look through his trunk. He needed to find the invisibility cloak, and now. Something about the dream he had just experienced frightened him, and he had a feeling Dumbledore needed to find out about it.
Finding the invisibility cloak, Harry took a quick look around the room making sure no one was awake and threw it around himself, disappearing instantly. He left the room quickly and walked down to the common room. The only thing he didn't expect was to find someone awake and looking at the door to the sixth year boy's dorm that had opened and closed on its own. "Who's there?" Harry stopped dead in his tracks. Had he been discovered?

LALALA

The beginning of Harry's dream had Ryou awake and looking at the fitful boy on the other side of the room. With that much noise how could anyone sleep? Deciding not to wake the black haired boy, Ryou slowly left the room. He couldn't sleep and decided to think over what Dumbledore had told him. He wanted to see the man again, find out how his father was, but at the same time Ryou was afraid to find out. It was like he didn't want to, yet he wanted to at the same time. For about half an hour Ryou sat and thought. That was until the door to his dorm opened and closed which sent his eyes to the stair case. There was a shuffle of feet and after that Ryou knew someone else was up, and they didn't want to be seen. "Who's there?" he asked before he could stop himself, the shuffling stopped.

LALALA

Under the cloak, Harry looked around but couldn't see anyone. The only possibility is if they were on the stairs or in the chair not facing him. He had to hold a gasp as a figure emerged from behind the chair he was looking at. Harry looked closer, the figure looked closer, and they stared at each other for some time even though Harry was certain the white haired…wait a second. Harry looked closer and noticed it was white hair, so it must be Ryou who was awake. Ryou wouldn't care if Harry was awake…would he? He didn't know why, but Harry felt he could trust the boy and he quickly removed the cloak and held a finger up to his lips to keep the teen quiet. Ryou stared with wide eyes for awhile, until he sighed with, was that relief?

"I didn't know what to think hearing footsteps and seeing doors shut," he admitted to the confused expression Harry was giving him with a smile. Harry smiled in return.

"I didn't know either, I thought everyone was asleep. Why are you awake anyway?" he asked him, still itching to get to the portrait's backing. Ryou let out a soft and quiet chuckle at this question which lost Harry even more.

"The reason I am awake is probably the same as yours," he said. "What were you dreaming about that made you toss and turn so much in your sleep?" he asked innocently as Harry understood that Ryou had heard his movements.

"I have dreams occasionally…kind of like premonitions, but it is actually what is happening at the time. I have…a connection to a villain of our world and…" Harry didn't want to tell Ryou anymore. Sure Ryou was nice, but after hearing about how he had defeated the dark lord fifteen years ago as a one year old would he turn out like the others? Ryou sat there waiting for him to continue.

"What kind of connection?" Ryou asked hesitantly, hoping it wasn't a possession or anything, even if Harry didn't have a millennium item. A voice at the back of his head spoke up, /don't worry Hikari, there are no more than seven millennium items and I can tell you now, Harry doesn't have one/ This caused a small smile to appear on Ryou's face as he felt more reassured.

"I was hoping you wouldn't ask, but I suppose I need to tell you now," Harry said with a sigh. "As a baby Voldemort, you-know-who to most wizards and witches, tried to kill me after killing off my family, his spell back fired and I got out with this scar," he pointed to the lightning shape on his head. "I was sent to live with my aunt and uncle and their over weight son. There they didn't tell me I was a wizard and I found out on my eleventh birthday when Hagrid came to take me to get my school supplies. During my first year Voldemort possessed our Defense teacher to get the Sorcerer's stone and become immortal," Ryou or rather, Bakura snorted through Ryou, who motioned for Harry to continue. "During my second year a diary belonging to Voldemort's younger self Tom Riddle possessed Ginny Weasley, Ron's sister, and we went down to the Chamber of secrets to get her back where I had to kill a basilisk and stab the diary to kill the memory of Tom Riddle.

"In my third year…"Harry stopped at took a deep breath, still unable to talk about Sirius freely, "In my third year I helped a prisoner who had escaped wizards prison. He was…he was my Godfather and we could have freed him if his 'old friend' hadn't come back as Ron's rat and ran off to his master, also known as Voldemort. He was the same man who gave away the whereabouts of my parents," Harry took a deep breath before continuing, he didn't even know why he was telling Ryou all of this, he just felt he needed to.

"In Fourth year one of Voldemort's followers used a polyjuice potion to become an ex-Auror known as 'Mad-eye' Moody as we call him. There was a triwizard tournament and my name got drawn as a second champion for Hogwarts even though I was underage, lots of people were mad at me for that. As the other Hogwarts champion and I grabbed the cup, it turned out to be a portkey and I witnessed him die and Voldemort acquire a new body. I fought him off and ran back to the portkey, I came back and they found out the Defense teacher's real identity.

"Last year Voldemort used my Godfather against me…he put a vision in my head and I ran to save him but it was false. Other wizards came," Harry wasn't sure if he should tell Ryou of the Order, "including my Godfather. My Godfather fought his cousin and was hit with a spell as he disappeared through a veil, he's dead now…"Harry stopped again for a breath. "They fought of the followers and I was almost taken over by Voldemort, but Dumbledore came and I was freed before he fled. I've had dreams for awhile and this is the first this year so I was going to go and inform Dumbledore." He ended and looked at Ryou who was smiling kindly.

"That's a lot to get through at your age," he said gently, "And thanks for telling me, it's nice to know there are people who save the world multiple times and aren't big-headed about it." He grinned. "We should get to Dumbledore; I wanted to ask him more about my father anyway…" With that said the two boys disappeared under the invisibility cloak and started their walk to Dumbledore's office.

LALALA

The trek to Dumbledore's office was slow and uneventful. They were almost caught by Snape but the two managed to get past him just in time. Coming to the stone gargoyle, Harry tired multiple sweets until he guessed the right one ("Licorice") and muttered about how he needed to ask Dumbledore for the password if he would give it to him. They took off the cloak and climbed the steps coming to the doors to the headmaster's office. Ryou knocked as Harry shoved the cloak in a bag he had brought with him, just in case. The door opened and Dumbledore was surprised to see the two of them together coming to his office, he indicated them to enter his office. A man with shoulder length hair pulled back in a low ponytail sat in a chair in front of Dumbledore's desk and looked up when they entered, he smiled at them both.
Harry and Ryou sat in the chairs Dumbledore conjured up as he sat down across from them at the desk. Dumbledore turned to Harry first. "Is it another dream," he asked, eyes twinkling behind his half moon spectacles. Harry nodded.

"Yes, it was." He looked at Dumbledore who nodded for him to continue. "He was angry at first because his original plan failed, but then he thought of a new one, saying he would use someone's family against the person. I don't know who he was talking about, but he only mentioned my name once by saying he would kill the person after they were horribly depressed and I wouldn't even be able to stop him." Harry looked at the man in front of him for any indication of what the dream meant. He realized that Ryou had started to talk to his father, giving Harry time alone with the headmaster, no doubt finding out if he was alright.

"I am not sure what your dream means, Harry," he said, "But I will tell you this, if he tries to hurt anyone by using others we will find out who so he doesn't get hurt." Stated Dumbledore with an all knowing look, Harry nodded and got up ready to leave but Dumbledore never gave him the dismissal. He looked at the man whose eyes shined and offered him more confusion. "Why don't you stay a bit Harry?" he suggested, "I have someone here who I would like you to meet." Harry looked over at Ryou and Mr. Bakura for the second time. It was then he realized how similar Ryou's father looked to someone he knew. The two of them stood and Ryou looked a bit shaken, but smiled none the less. "Harry, this is Mr. Bakura, Ryou's father…before he became that man he was known as none other than James Potter, your father…" Harry gasped as his mouth fell open and eyes widened.

End of chapter! Muahahaha! What do you think about it? Please tell me in a review and as for the randomness in the beginning, the "types", let's just say I couldn't figure out how to start the chapter and I was on the phone with a friend who said "just type!" so I did! Hope you liked it and I'll try to review best I can after Band Camp, since I doubt I could through out these remaining three days, since I have band on Saturday and a parade on Sunday! So, see you in about a week. Don't forget to review!
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