Wow! Thirteen chapters this far! Like I said in a previous chapter, the story is already finished and the gap between updates is when I type up the chapters from my notebooks. There are about 23 chapters in all. There WILL be a sequel to this story, called…erm…more on that when I start it.. More will come later, closer to the ending chapters of the story.
I don't own YuGiOh or Harry Potter, or anything copyrighted that may end up randomly in a chapter somewhere.
Chapter 13:
Harry, Ron and Hermione greeted Marik as he came into the Great Hall.
"Are you staying for the holidays, Marik?" asked Ron.
"I'm not sure, probably," said Marik. He looked up in time to see Professor Shadi enter the Great Hall with his sister, Ishizu. They stopped at the Gryffindor table.
"Marik!" cried Ishizu, "Where is Yugi?"
"I'm not sure, "probably asleep."
"Ishizu!" said Yugi, as he entered the Great Hall with Ryou.
"Pharaoh!" Ishizu began, "you all may be in grave danger toward the end of this school year. I have had many visions of it."
"Danger?"
"Yes, I have also foreseen the disappearance of one of your friends," she said, looking around. Her eyes fell on Seto, "I have seen that someone you hold dear to your heart will be sacrificed for the Pharaoh's well being, dear, do be careful."
Hermione's eyes widened and looked at her friends, worried.
"How do you know all of this?" asked Harry.
"My Millennium Necklace allows me to see into the past and the future. Most of the future visions come true. Take care, brother," she said and then left the hall.
"Be careful and stay on your guard," said Shadi and he too followed Ishizu out. Soon after they left, Seto and Set entered the hall, grabbing a muffin as they sat.
"Mokuba wants to invite you three for Christmas," he said, yawning.
Ron frowned, "sorry, mate. I'm going to Romania…bloody hell! I have to pack!" He ran out of the hall.
"Wow," said Harry, "better than here for Christmas, "I'll go."
"Let me owl my mum and dad," said Hermione and then she left as well. Ron returned a few minutes later.
A brown owl entered the Hall and crash landed in Malfoy's cereal. (I think we all know who it is). Disgusted, the Slytherin pulled out the letter and read the address.
"Hey Weasley! Your owl's here!" The entire Slytherin table erupted into laughter.
"Hey Marik!" Set shook the Egyptian. "Wake up!"
"What's wrong with a nap!"
"A nap! A NAP!" exclaimed Ryou, "Marik, your face is in your oatmeal!" Marik shot up. His entire front resembled Santa.
"Ho, ho, ho!" he muttered and then fell back onto the table, missing his breakfast. Within half of a second, he was sleeping.
"Grandpa!" Yugi called, "I'm home!"
"In the shop!" his grandfather called back. Yugi led his Hogwarts friends into the shop.
Grandpa Muto was behind the counter, ringing up a purchase for a customer. When the boy left, Grandpa turned to his grandson. Yugi hugged his grandfather and then turned to Harry and Hermione. "Grandpa, these are my friends from school. This is Harry and Hermione. Ron couldn't make it this time."
"Well, that's ok. I'll see him some other time."
"How's Domino been, Grandpa?"
"Business is booming!"
"Mostly for the holidays, though, right?" asked Harry, taking in the holiday décor around the shop.
"Yes, but business is business!"
"YUGIIII!" squealed someone across the street.
"Oh no! The voice of doom! The girl of doom! Run away! Run away!" Yugi bolted into the house and shut the door as Rebecca Hawkins entered the store.
"Hey, Gramps," said Rebecca, scouring the area. "Where's my Yugi? Where is my darling Yugi-poo!" She then rounded onto Yami, "Bring him out! I don't want to see you after what you did with the Seal of Oricalcos!"
"Well, you see, Rebecca, Yugi and Yami are two different people now," said Grandpa, "The Yugi you want is still at school."
"But-but…it's Christmas! Doesn't he want to spend it with me?"
"He wanted to keep a lonely friend company this Christmas," said Yami, lying between his teeth..
Rebecca scowled, "Humph!" she stormed out of the shop. Harry and Hermione looked at each other.
"Darling Yugi, Yugi-poo?" she asked, looking at Yami. "What was that all about?"
"Yugi was nice to her one day and she thought he loved her and now Rebecca loves Yugi even though Yugi hates her guts," Yami summed up.
"Where are we staying?" asked Harry, "is there enough room for us here?"
Grandpa shook his head, "afraid not, sorry. I think Mokuba is picking you up."
"Is she gone yet?" said Yugi. Yami opened the door to the house and Yugi returned, "sorry, I don't like Rebecca."
Out of no warning, Harry felt a sharp burst of pain at his scar. It was there for a moment, and Harry could basically feel Voldemort's glee of something. Just as it had come, the pain was wrong. Grandpa was looking at him funny.
"Are you sure you're ok?" he asked, his hand on the shop phone.
"No," said Harry, looking at the phone in Grandpa's hands, "don't worry over it, I'm fine. It was a short headache."
Ding Dong!
Grandpa went to the front door (they had went back into the house).
"HI GRANDPA!" exclaimed Mokuba, another sugar rush present.
"Hello, Mokuba, come inside!"
Mokuba flashed a really, really, big smile and entered the house.
"Mokuba," asked Grandpa with caution, "does your brother know you are high on sugar again?"
"NOPE!"
"Is he always this way?" asked Hermione.
"Only if he has a snack when he's either home alone, or when Seto is really tired and lets him go to the vending machine without thinking. Usually, goes on excitement," said Yugi. Mokuba's smile shrunk back to normal, "now the rush is gone," Yugi added.
"Hi! I'm Mokuba! Who are you?"
"Mokie, this is Harry and Hermione from Hogwarts. You remember them from Kaiba's party two months ago, right?" said Yami. Mokuba thought for a moment and then smiled.
"Oh yea!" He smiled warmly at Harry and Hermione.
"Wow, look at the time!" We have to get home!" Mokuba looked at his watch. "Seto said to be home in fifteen minutes!" He got up from his seat on the couch.
"Catch up with you later, Yugi!"
"Pleased to meet you, Mr. Muto," said Hermione as she and Harry went outside. A sleek black limousine was at the house. Roland was standing by it, fiddling with his cell phone/pager.
"Um, Roland?"
Either Roland didn't hear him or he ignored Mokuba off the bat.
"Roland?"
Still nothing.
"YO! EARTH TO ROLAND!" Seto's security nearly dropped his pager.
"Sorry," he muttered (think of Mokuba sweatdrop here) and took Harry and Hermione's bags to the trunk.
"Where do you live Mokuba?" asked Harry.
"More toward the outskirts of town, in a really remote area."
They rode down Main Street.
"So, do you guys like stargazing?" asked Mokuba, as they began to reach the center of town.
"Oh, yes," said Hermione, "my parents would get out the telescope whenever stars were visible!"
"Neat!" Mokuba cheered, "we got a new telescope. It's really powerful, and Saturn and Neptune are going to be out tonight!" Harry looked out the window as Roland turned down a heavily wooded path. The road was very narrow and tall iron gates were at the end of the road.
"We're back!"
The wooded trees thinned out to none at all. The grounds were fully landscaped along the long, paved path to the estate. Bushes and decorative trees lined the driveway and different plants surrounded the front of the house. Two dragon statues stood at the base of the steps leading up to the front double-doors. Water protruded from the dragon's heads and emptied into the body if the dragon, which served as a fountain, letting the water re-use itself through the dragons. Set came out of the front door as Harry, Hermione, and Mokuba exited the car. Roland went to the trunk and began removing baggage.
"Mokuba!"
"Yes, Set?"
"Where have you been?" thundered the priest, "we have been looking all over for you!"
"I went to pick up Harry and Hermione!" said Mokuba, pouting.
"You should have told one of us!"
"But I did! I left a note in the office! You just didn't find it!"
"Where did you place the note?"
"Um…" Mokuba placed his hands into his back pockets, trying to remember, when he suddenly frowned, and then withdrew a piece of paper.
"Hey! It's in my pocket!"
Set frowned, "yes, that really helps if it's in your pocket…" he turned to Harry and Hermione, "long time no see," he joked.
"Well, don't just stand there!" exclaimed Mokuba, "come on in!"
Harry and Hermione followed Mokuba into the house. A large crystal chandelier hung in the large foyer ceiling. A semi-curved staircase led upstairs and an ornamental rug sat on the all-hardwood floor.
"Wicked," Harry muttered. Mokuba grinned.
"Glad you like the place, Harry…"
Ryou entered his house. All of the lights were off, which was odd, for the tomb-thief had already entered the house minutes before.
"Bakura?" he asked, nervously, "anyone?" He flicked on a light, scared that a strange psycho was in his house, other than Bakura who already was a psychotic nut.
"BOO!"
"AHH!" Ryou dove under a table.
"Ryou, Ryou, Ryou…" began Bakura, "what a baby!" His lighter half came out of hiding, wagging a finger.
"Don't-ever-do-that-again!" he said, pausing at each word. "EVER!" he pouted and entered the kitchen.
"Aw, get into the festive spirit!"
"What festive spirit? You are scaring me and Halloween was months ago. You're stuck in the past!"
"Drat!"
"You can drat all you want," said Ryou, "but here and now in the present time, you are going to help me make dinner!"
"No way! The only way I would possibly help you is if we eat something dead that once said 'moo'."
"Well, we're not eating anything from a cow, but if you don't help, you don't eat!"
Muttering, Bakura took out a couple of forks and began to set the table. Before long, Ryou called him again.
"Make up your mind!" snapped Bakura, "either you want me in here or in there!"
"Dinner's ready!"
"Ready, huh? What is it?"
"I'm not telling!" called Ryou from the kitchen, "you can figure it out if you come in here!"
"I want it here in front of the TV!"
"No! In the kitchen! You don't even watch TV!"
"I would if there were food in front of it!"
"No food except in the kitchen!"
"Oh shut up and feed me already!"
"BAKURA! GET YOUR LAZY BEHIND IN HERE OR YOUR DINNER GETS THE GRAND FLUSHEROO!"
I hate you Ryou……Bakura stomped into the kitchen to be handed his dinner, a salad. This is the thanks I get for being me…rabbit food.
Later that night, around nine pm, Ryou placed the Millennium Ring in his bedside table, burrowed under the covers and went to sleep, trying to drown out Yami Bakura's snoring from the couch.
The VCR timer buzzed, waking the thief.
"Heh?" he looked at his watch. "11:30! Time for Cooking for Clutzes!"
He flipped on the television, a big bowl of microwave popcorn next to him. As he watched someone burn an oven mitt, he didn't see a pair of small, slinky shadows move up the stairs.
Lucius and Nott entered Ryou's room, casting a spell allowing them to talk freely and not be heard.
"It isn't here!"
"Of course it is!" snapped Nott, "the Dark Lord's dinky website explained for a spirit to have a body without touching the Millennium Item, it must have some close contact with it. Since the couch potato is downstairs and one is here, the Item must be in this house and this is the only unchecked place!" His eyes fell on the table next to Ryou's bed.
Slowly, he opened the drawer, and snatched the Millennium Ring. Quickly they apparated back to Voldemort.
Downstairs, Yami Bakura reached for more popcorn, despite the mess of it he had made around the couch already. The fistful he was holding dropped back into the bowl as his hand became ghostly again, and then the rest of his body.
Shoot! Not again! Bakura began to disappear back into the Millennium Ring, no longer in Ryou's possession.
I have one shot to pull it off!
/RYOU/
/Zzzzzz/
/Ryou you flippin' nincompoop WAKE UP/
/…huh/
/Ryou, I only have a little bit of time before my door closes. You don't have the Ring anymore! Someone just stole it and I lost my body! Some idiot made the mistake and took it…and this idiot is going to get a one-way ticket to graveyard-ville when I'm through/
/Well, I'll go see Yugi tomorrow! Then we'll figure out what's going on/
/No you idiot! Go NOW/
/But it is the middle of the night! Everyone, but me, is still asleep/
/Listen to me, you little petty excuse for my reincarnation, get some backbone! In Egypt, I would wander in the deadliest places at all hours/
/I'll go tomorrow/
/Ryou/
That was the last Ryou heard of his yami that night.
At the same time the Millennium Ring was being stolen.
There was a definite ouch as MacNair and Bella apparated into the grounds of Kaiba's manor.
"OUCH!" hissed Bellatrix, "we landed in a rosebush! I told you we should have been outside first!"
"We're also early!" said MacNair, looking at the house, "lights are still on. Why couldn't we have gone straight inside the house?"
Bella sighed, annoyed, "I told you, Seto Kaiba had a non-apparition ward put here to protect his baby brother while he was at Hogwarts! Dumbledore put it up and the Floo-network isn't hooked up!"
The odd warm breeze flew their hoods off. The night air felt about sixty degrees F, strangely warm for December's cold temperatures.
"Shh!" MacNair pointed out toward an open door. Garden lights were on and a figure could be seen on a deck overseeing the dark grounds.
Bella pulled out her wand, "let's investigate," she tapped herself and MacNair, "Invisbis," she muttered. They both became invisible to the naked eye and would be able to talk freely without anyone hearing. They passed an open window, and peeked inside.
Set was at one controller, Mokuba at another and Harry at a third, all playing a type of Mario game. (authoress is humming the Mario theme, ignore her and keep reading )
Harry appeared to be winning by a nose, with Mokuba a close second.
"What are they doing?" hissed Bella.
"Some muggle game…" MacNair answered and shrugged, "looks stupid to me."
"That's Potter! Can't we just kill him now? The Dark Lord will reward us beyond imagine!" whined Bella.
"Shush! You know that he wants Potter for himself. Our job is the Millennium Rod!" The crept closer to the open door to the deck, the inside curtains flapping in the breeze.
Seto was out on the deck, looking through his telescope.
"That door must be our way inside," said MacNair.
"Wait!" snapped Bella, "we just saw his counterpart in the other room. Which one do you think has the Rod?"
"Hmm……I'm not sure. Shoot, this would be easier if everyone was in bed."
A sudden beep made both Death Eaters jump. Bella watched as Seto pulled out his cell and answered. When he got off of the phone, he snapped something the two couldn't make out to one of his security, who nodded and went off. They slowly crept up to the deck stairs when Hermione came out the door.
They froze, for even though they weren't seen or heard talking, footsteps could still be made out.
"It's the mudblood that we had to deal with in the Department of Mysteries last spring!" exclaimed Bella. They crept a little closer, but the stepping on a twig made them freeze at the steps.
Seto jerked his head in their direction, as if he could see them. He pushed the KC insignia on his Battle City trench. The Death Eaters were in a range where they could hear everything.
"Roland. Turn on the floodlights."
"Something wrong?" asked Hermione, removing her gaze from the image of Saturn on the telescope to where Seto had been staring.
"I heard something," he pulled out his wand, "Lumos." The wand tip sent out a ball of light. The floodlights came on and he put the wand away.
"There's nothing there," Hermione pointed out.
"Hmm…"
"Anyway, I saw this on the floor of my room," she held up a picture frame, "is this your father?"
Seto stared for a minute about two feet to the left of where Bella and MacNair were hiding and then went to look at the photograph. MacNair noticed him stiffen when he looked at the frame.
"That's my stepfather…and my stepbrother, Noa."
"They don't live –"
"No." He turned around completely, leaning on the deck and facing Hermione, taking the photograph.
"When I was eight, Mokuba three, our father died in a car crash. Our aunt and uncle on my mother's side took us in for a couple of months, used up our inheritance and then shipped us off to the orphanage. We were there for two years. During that time, a load of people wanted to adopt me, thought I was a boy genius. I don't deny that I was, but I made a promise to Mokuba I would never leave him. We were playing chess one day, and the news was on.
"There had just happened to be a report about Gozaboro Kaiba winning international chess tournament, and it made a spark. He was giving all of the prize money to local orphanages.
"A few days later he came to the orphanage, and it gave me an idea. I had nothing to lose but all to gain. I challenged him to a chess match; just one and if I won, he had to adopt me and Mokuba. I had studied his moves, I was ready, and I won."
"Then everything's alright then, you and Mokuba got adopted."
"Hermione, you have no idea what it was like for me when I won that game. I thought our life would be better than the orphanage. It turned out that life there was so much better.
"Gozaboro had recently lost his son, Noa, in a freak accident. Noa was going to be the next inline to inherit KaibaCorp, except he couldn't anymore. That's where I come in. Gozaboro noticed that I had a striking resemblance to Noa, except his hair was little too green for my taste…
"Gozaboro also noted that I wasn't as laid back as Noa, and he made me study day and night…day and night…a bit strenuous for a ten year old, don't you think?"
"Everyday?"
"Everyday. All of my toys were taken away, except my Duel Monster cards. At the time, I didn't have many and they weren't very good, but it was the best I had. I didn't like how things were going. Gozaboro could see I was ready for his company, but I wanted it even more. I made a pact, I guess you could say, with the board of directors, and we began buying stock, little by little.
"It came to the point where we both had 49 of KaibaCorp. Gozaboro thought he had Mokuba on his side, for I treated him a bit badly…
"I went to his office, beside me the Big 5…"
"Who?"
"Board of Directors. He claimed KaibaCorp was still his and threatened me back to the orphanage and the Big 5 fired…"
"Wait!" exclaimed Hermione, "how old were you?"
"Oh, fourteen, I think…anyway, Mokuba declared that he was giving his two percent to me, leaving me with the company. Gozaboro was never heard of again."
"That's all, right?" snapped Bella, "if this story gets any sadder, I'm gonna hurl."
"Oh shut up!" said MacNair.
"They're not…"
"Yea. They're dead," Seto said, not a trace of sorrow in his voice. "Gozaboro had their minds digitized into a super computer…but it was blown up. Noa might be on a back-up file somewhere, but I won't have to worry about dear ol' Dad anymore."
He noticed Hermione had tears in her eyes, "what?"
"He made you go through all of that, without a second thought?" she said, "what if you didn't study? Didn't work? He made you do it everyday without a second thought, like military school!" she noticed him rub his upper arm subconsciously.
"Scars of defeat," was all he said.
"He would…?"
"Yep," said Seto, looking back out into the yard. He then put a hand to his forehead, "…I've never told that story to anyone…."
"Never?" She turned to face him, and placed her hand onto his. His face turned red at her touch, "How could you keep that all bottled up like that?"
"From then on, I had shut my feelings away for everything except Mokuba. I became cold, thought friends would hold me back." He turned the telescope in another direction, to get a good shot of the moon.
Hermione was speechless.
"I also believed magic wasn't real. That the Millennium Items were a bunch of phooey, that Yugi didn't have a Pharaoh inside him, that Ryou was schizophrenic because of his good and "bad" personality, and that Ishizu's Necklace was fake and…well you get it. Look where I am now. Yugi has a spirit in his puzzle, Ryou has a spirit and not just schizophrenia, and I have a nut for a spirit who enjoys playing video games and annoying Yami Bakura more than he tries to help the Pharaoh recover any of his memories."
Hermione leaned forward and gave him a warm embrace.
"It's alright now. It's done. You don't have to live your thoughts down in the past. What he did you can never change, but look forward to what's ahead." She reached up, with some difficulty and gave him a warm hiss until her toes gave out, which was about a second after reaching up. She was very red when she withdrew.
Merlin, I did not just do that…I can't believe I did that! She gave Seto a small smile, turning the shade of Ron's hair. MacNair saw that through the moonlight, Seto's face also turned beet red.
She just kissed me…oh Ra, I thought it was bad that I, Seto Kaiba, was falling for Hermione Granger…now she must feel the same way back…what am I getting myself into?
Bellatrix looked at MacNair in disgust, "okay, while he spills his love life, let's do what the Dark Lord told us to do before I melt in disgust."
The floodlights turned off as she stepped up onto the deck, completely invisible. The sound of her footsteps alerted the two teenagers. Seto stepped forward and closed the patio door.
"What?"
"Someone has to be here besides us… the twig cracking, the footsteps…"
"Drat," hissed MacNair, "now we can't get into the house!"
"We don't need to!" squealed Bella, "the Rod is in his belt!"
Sure enough, stuck securely in the loop of Seto's belt was the Millennium Rod.
"Lumos," said Hermione igniting her wand.
"They must be invisible," said Seto, "but there's a shadow on the ground, just there," he pointed at MacNair's shadow.
"Finite Incantatem!" said Hermione, and a stream of lights hit Bella, who didn't duck fast enough.
Bella's spell wore off from both Death Eaters, but MacNair was able to duck under the deck. Bella quickly apparated away, but not after being seen. After hearing the crack, MacNair left too, meeting up with her outside the gate.
"That was Bellatrix Lestrange!" cried Hermione peering over the side of the deck. "Death Eaters!"
"Inside," said Seto, still red-faced. They entered the game room, where Mokuba and Set were having a rematch.
"I win!" Mokuba cheered, doing a victory dance, "Uh huh! Uh huh! Uh huh uh huh uh huh!"
"Guys!" Hermione cried, running to the window, "close the windows!"
"Why?" asked Set, "the breeze is fine!"
"Death Eaters outside the gates," said Seto, locking the patio door. "There's an anti-magic enchantment on the house itself, but if the windows are unlocked, one could still get in." He hit the security intercom on the wall.
"Get the windows and open doors locked and get the alarms on for anything that goes on the inside of the main gate! If something does get across, show no mercy!"
"Yes, sir," said Roland on the other end.
"When you say 'show no mercy', what do you mean by that?" asked Harry, gulping.
"Do you want to know?" asked Mokuba.
Harry thought for a second, "No, actually."
"Think of it this way," said Mokuba, "Seto takes security here seriously…very seriously."
Again, Bella and MacNair crept around the gate.
"Wait! Our muggle-born spy told us that this was guarded better than a muggle Gringotts," warned MacNair. He pulled out his wand.
"Wingardium Leviosa," they levitated over the gate, careful not to trip the motion sensors on the ground.
"No! We need to have the alarms go off!" hissed Bella, "that way one of the doors will open and we can get inside!"
"Oh…" MacNair conjured a pebble and threw it onto the ground, after they levitated onto the roof.
A deafening shrill siren sounded throughout the air. It seemed that all at once, the lights in the mansion were on. Large red beams shot across the grass from the gates around the house.
"Our ticket inside!" said Bella, and they made themselves invisible once again, sneaking in through the patio door that a security guard came out of.
What's happening to me, thought Hermione as she crawled into the huge bed later that evening. One minute I was listening to his story, the next I was giving him a sympathy hug…and then I KISSED him! I kissed him! I've never felt this way around Harry, Ron, anyone…Then she thought back to when she spotted the Death Eaters. What were they doing here? I would have thought that if Bellatrix was going to attack, she would go for a no-surprise attack. She isn't one to hide in the dark. And who was the other one with her? What was she after?
A loud siren broke through her thoughts. What's going on? Putting on her robe and slippers, she left her room.
Set was in the office with Seto (where else would our CEO be?) playing on Mokuba's abandoned Game Boy (which I don't own)while Seto was on his laptop (obviously) working.
"How do you make Mario jump?"
"A."
"…I knew that."
Seto kept on working, his fingers a blur over the keyboard.
"Aren't you worried about what you saw outside? Weren't they Voldemort's servants?" asked Set, putting down the game.
"Yes, but they can't get in. The outside of the house is completely magic-proof and it's impossible to apparate onto or into the house. It would have to be on the ground, and then the alarms would go off. You would have heard it, and besides, the beams along the grounds are powerful enough to kill someone, besides slice off the top of one's foot."
Then the sirens went off.
"Like that?"
"What the –" Seto rose from his seat behind the desk. "C'mon!" They both rushed from the room, the Millennium Rod lay forgotten on the desk. MacNair and Bella rushed into the office, throwing off their invisibility cloaks.
"There it is!" Bella grabbed it as the office door's lock clicked, knocking the laptop's wireless mouse onto the floor.
"S—t!" cursed MacNair. The door was locked.
"The window!" they wrenched the window open, and climbing out. While MacNair was getting out, the window closed onto his fingers.
"OUCH!"
"Goodnight, Yugi!" called Grandpa from his bedroom.
"Night, Grandpa!" Yugi settled under the covers. Yami had a worried look on his face.
"What's wrong, Pharaoh?"
"Something's amiss…"
/Pharaoh/ Yami jerked up.
"What's wrong?"
"Set is trying to communicate with me!"
/What is it/
/Guard the Puzzle, cousin! The Rod was stolen, I lost my body…the same probably happened to Bakura/
/Did you tell Kaiba/
/I didn't have the chance! There was some sort of break-in at the house. He went too far, I couldn't get a good…link/
/You're cutting out, Set/
/Be……careful/
The link was lost.
"Yugi! Hold onto the Puzzle! Don't take it off!"
"Well, I never do…"
"The Rod was stolen from Kaiba's house! The same might have happened to Bakura!"
"Okay…" Yugi wrapped the chain around his hand, and fell asleep, his entire small body beneath the blankets. He looked like a human tent.
Crabbe pouted from his invisible hiding place in the corner. He was sure the puzzle would be easy…after all, Yugi was a small kid. He didn't think that he would sleep with it as if it was a stuffed bear. Plus the Pharaoh was also in the room. Goyle aimed his wand at the Pharaoh. "Stupefy!"
Before Yami could react, he fell over as Crabbe made his way to Yugi. The Pharaoh watched helpless as Goyle took one of Yugi's plushies and magically put a string through him. It took extreme concentration, but they managed to take the Puzzle from Yugi and replace it with the animal on a string. Laughing silently, they apparated off.
/Yugi/
/Yami? Why are you calling through the link/
/Death Eaters stole the Puzzle, Yugi! I'm disappearing back into it and I lost my body/
/No you didn't…the Puzzle is…HEY! Who put a string through Mr. Monkey/
/(Sigh)/
Yugi sat up in bed, a little scared. Who has the Millennium Puzzle?
Well, that's all folks! Review please! Chapter 14 up as soon as I finish typing it!
Michelle