HELLO EVERYBODY! Chappie numbah TWO is up! (Okay, so it's not that big of an accomplishment, but I'm still excited.)
Draiku: You're always excited about the littlest things.
Mew: Hush. The people want to read this. (That's why you're here, right?) Let's get started!
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh! or Harry Potter. But God, I wish that I did. I could buy all the doujinshis in the world with the money…oh well. A girl can dream.
Chapter 2: Supplies, Slytherins, Sorting, and (mood) Swings
After a very long airplane trip and a short drive, Malik, Ryou, Yugi and Hagrid arrived in London. Malik didn't know why they were in London, there didn't seem to be any supplies that they needed there.
"Hagrid," he said, looking up. "Why are we in London? There don't seem to be any wizard shops." Hagrid chuckled slightly.
"Well, once we get down this street you'll see why," he said. Malik blinked, but soon the came upon a small, run-down place between two bigger, more fancy shops. It was called "The Leaky Cauldron". They walked right in and discovered that it was a bar, and a most peculiar bar at that.
Sitting at the tables were people dressed in long robes and pointed hats, drinking a fizzy green substance.
"Th' usual fer ya, Hagrid?" the barkeep called.
"No, thank you, I'm here on official Hogwarts business," Hagrid replied with a smile.
"Ah, new students, eh? Are they famous, just like last time?"
"They should be soon enough." The three teens blinked.
"Hagrid, I don't think that we'll ever be famous," Ryou said with a light chuckle. "I mean, we're just newbies to this kind of thing."
"Yeah, I mean, we're nothing special. I bet that tons of other wizard's drawings can come to life, too," Malik added.
"You really think so?" Hagrid asked.
"Well, yeah! Wizards can do anything…right?"
"Not true at all, actually, no one that I've heard of could make their drawings come t' life, you're th' only one, Malik. And I've never heard o' a potion that could make whoever drinks it into a Parseltongue, Yugi. I've also never known anyone who could see th' future as vividly as y' do, Ryou. And that professor that claims that she can is a big hoax," Hagrid replied. They all blinked again, and soon entered a small room with a brick wall.
Hagrid used the tip of his pink umbrella to tap a few of the bricks, and suddenly, the bricks shifted and moved until they made an entire arch. Malik, Yugi, and Ryou gasped at the sight before them.
All around them were wizards and witches of every size, shape, and color, bargaining for various items and gawking at the latest model in broomsticks. In one shop there were owls in cages, cats sitting in the windows, and toads swimming about in pond water (Tigerwings jeered at a small kitten that glared jealously at him). There was a shop filled with cauldrons, and another called "Ollivanders: Makers of Fine Wands since 382 B.C.".
"This…" Hagrid announced. "Is Diagon Alley!" The walked into the alley, all speechless.
"How are we going to afford all this?" Malik suddenly asked, pointing at his supply list.
"Well, we go the Gringotts, the bank 'round here," Hagrid answered simply.
"But we only have Muggle money," Ryou said, holding up a 100 yen billfold.
"I'm sure that yer parents left y' somethin', now c'mon, we need t' hurry," he urged. They rushed to a large marble building.
"This is Gringotts, right?" Yugi asked.
"Yup! Ain't no safer place anywhere!" Hagrid said with a grin. They entered, and all around them scurried short men. "Them are goblins, y' might not want t' mess with 'em," Hagrid cautioned. They walked up to a goblin sitting at a counter. "We're here to withdraw some money fer these three, vaults 289, 340, and 565," Hagrid said.
"Do they have their keys?" the goblin replied. Hagrid nodded, holding up three small, golden keys. They were taken to an underground tunnel, riding on a wooden vehicle. They stopped at vault 289.
"This is yours, Malik," Hagrid said. The goblin opened the vault and Malik gasped.
Sitting all around the vault were gigantic stacks of golden, silver, and bronze coins.
"You can take all you need," the goblin said. Malik nodded and stepped in. He grabbed a few handfuls of golden coins, took four handfuls of silver, and five of bronze. He could easily determine which ones were worth more based on their appearance. He put them all in a small bag and stepped out of the vault, thanking the goblin.
Yugi and Ryou had the same result. Each had enough money to afford all the supplies they needed and more.
"See? I told ya," Hagrid said, patting Malik's back cheerfully. They walked through the crowded street, buying cauldrons, books, gloves, clothing, and various other things. Ryou looked at his paper.
"Do we need an owl?" he asked. Hagrid shrugged.
"Well, they're great, friendly critters, and y' can use 'em t' contact yer family and such while yer at school," he said. "Hogwarts just made a new rule sayin' that crows are allowed, too. They do everything that owls do, 'cept some kids think that they gots their own personalities that are so different ya'd think they were humans." Ryou gazed at a crow in the window of the owlry. He smiled.
"I think that I'm going to get a crow!" he said with a grin. He hurried into the store and came out with a sleek, black crow perched on his shoulder.
"Wow!" Malik said. "He's so tame!" The crow sneered at Tigerwings, and the cat hissed in reply. "What's his name?" Malik asked, calming Tigerwings as the cat sat on his shoulder.
"Hm…Reaper," Ryou answered. "You know, after the Grim Reaper?" Yugi had disappeared into the shop. He came out with a small, brown pygmy owl perched on his outstretched arm.
"I'll call him…Tawny," Yugi declared. The owl hooted and nipped his finger lovingly.
"Sorry t' say this, but you're gonna have t' put yer pets in a cage while y' ride th' train t' Hogwarts," Hagrid said. They nodded and each bought a cage. Tigerwings was reluctant to get in the cage.
"Okay, you can stay on my shoulder until we get to the train," Malik said, smiling.
"Now, we have everything except our wands," Yugi said, looking at his list.
"Then we'll go t' Ollivanders! They've been in business a long time!" Hagrid said with a grin. They walked down the street until they came to a dark shop. There didn't appear to be anyone in the shop, until a small voice greeted them.
"Hello," it said. From behind a large bookshelf came an old man. "First years, hm?" he said in a very, very soft voice.
"Kind of," Hagrid said. "They're going to be in Hogwarts for the first time, but they'll be in the sixth year classes."
"I see. Curious," the man mumbled. Malik read his nametag. It said "Ollivanders". "Let's see, so, who first?" Malik stepped forwards. He wanted to get his wand as soon as possible. The man measured his right arm and finally pulled out a small box from a shelf. "Oak, eleven-and-a-half inches, with a powdered-dragon horn in it," he said. Malik took it. He nervously waved it, and a light-bulb exploded. "No, not this one." Ollivanders took the wand from his grasp and handed him a new one. "Willow, ten inches, and has the wing feather from a griffin inside of it," he said. Malik waved it, and it emitted red sparks. "Ah! This is the one for you," he said.
"Cool," Malik said, looking it over. He paid the man seven galleons and Ryou stepped up. Ollivanders handed him a wand.
"Pine, twelve inches, has the hair of a unicorn in it," he said. Ryou gave it a wave and silver sparks came from the tip. Yugi took a while to find his, but when he did find the proper wand (Oak, eight-and-a-half inches, ground up dragon tooth in it) it emitted purple sparks. They thanked Ollivanders and left the shop.
"Well, y' got everythin' y' need, right?" Hagrid asked. They nodded. "Now we go back t' London! Gotta catch th' train, y' know."
After a long walk they finally came to a large train station. They hurried in and looked around. Hagrid looked at his watch and gasped.
"Oh! I gotta go! Bye, kids, I'll see y' at Hogwarts!" he said.
"But we don't know where to go--!" Malik said, turning around, but Hagrid was gone. He sighed. "Let's see if we can find anyone who knows," he said to Ryou and Yugi, as Tigerwings angrily got into the cage. They walked around, until finally, they saw some people chatting.
"So anyway, I sold the Muggle one of those cars, but I put a curse on it--," one said. The two laughed. Malik stepped over.
"Um, can you tell me where the train to Hogwarts is?" he asked. The other teen looked at him.
"Yeah, just run through that and you'll get there. You don't look like first years, you should know where it is," he replied.
"It's a long, boring story," Malik replied. They chuckled, and Malik walked back over to Yugi and Ryou. "Apparently, we just run through that," he said, pointing at a brick column. Yugi blinked.
"Well, if we weren't dealing with wizardry and magic I wouldn't believe you. Let's try it, you first, Ryou," he said. Ryou sighed dejectedly and stood a few feet away from the entrance to Platform 9 and Three Quarters. He gulped and ran forwards, his crow cawing once, and found himself in a new area filled with wizards and witches of all sorts. Soon after him came Malik, then Yugi.
"Wow," Ryou said as Malik calmed his yowling cat. The conductor yelled "All aboard!" and they hurried on. They walked down the aisle of the train until they found an empty passenger room. They sat down, each very excited. Their door opened.
"Um," said a boy with jet-black hair and glasses. He had a lightning-bolt shaped scar on his forehead. "Is it okay if we sit in here? All the other ones are full," he said.
"Sure," Malik said with a smile. The boy thanked him and sat down, along with a red-haired boy and a brown-haired girl holding a fat orange cat.
"Where's Malfoy?" the red-haired boy asked. "Isn't he with you three all the time?" He didn't look very happy to see them.
"Who's Malfoy?" Yugi asked.
"We're new," Malik explained quickly. The three in front of them gasped.
"You are? Oh, sorry, Ron here thought that you were someone else," the girl said, pointing at the red-haired boy. "I'm Hermione Granger, and this is Harry Potter." They all shook hands.
"Nice to meet you. I'm Ryou Bakura, and these are my friends Malik Ishtar and Yugi Mutou," Ryou said, smiling.
"You don't look like first years. More like our age," Harry commented.
"Well…we didn't figure out that we were wizards until yesterday. We're going to be sixth years, even though it will be our first year at Hogwarts," Malik said with a shrug. Tigerwings crawled out from under Malik's seat and jumped into his lap, flapping his wings for a boost. Harry, Hermione, and Ron gasped. The orange cat in Hermione's lap growled and hissed.
"No, Crookshanks! Don't be mean!" Hermione scolded.
"Why does your cat have wings!" Ron asked. He was obviously freaked out.
"Oh, I guess that you've never seen a winged cat before," Malik said. "I drew him."
"You drew him?" Harry exclaimed. Malik nodded.
"Yeah, but I can't control it. Sometimes I'll find new things around my house that I drew, other times the drawings will stay on the paper," he said.
"See! I told you that there was another me on this train!" said a voice. Everyone looked up. Standing in the doorway was a tall boy with long white hair, who was pointing a shaking finger at Ryou. Behind him were two others that had spiky hair, and another with smooth, light hair. Ryou gasped. The boy with tri-colored spiky hair peered over his shoulder.
"Hmph! It seems as if I do too," he grumbled.
"Grr," said the other spiky-haired one. "You copied me!" He picked up Malik by the collar of his shirt, glaring, but Malik seemed unfazed.
"Sic 'em, Tigerwings," he growled. Tigerwings instantly hissed and jumped onto the intruding teen's face, biting and scratching him. Once the teen dropped Malik, the cat stopped and jumped back onto Malik's shoulder.
"Who are you three?" the pale boy asked.
"I believe that it's polite to give us your name, first," Ryou replied. The pale boy glared, but smirked slightly.
"Clever. You should be in Slytherin. Anyway, I'm Draco Malfoy, but you may only call me by my surname until you join Slytherin. If you don't, then you'll have to call me Malfoy for the rest of your life. Anyway, these three here are Marik Ishtal, Bakura Touzoku, and Yami Atemu. They're my brothers," he said.
"Thank you. I'm Ryou Bakura, and my friends here are Malik Ishtar and Yugi Mutou," Ryou replied.
"He even copied my name!" Marik exclaimed, moving forward to attack Malik again, but Malfoy stopped him. Bakura snarled, making a "tch" sound.
"If I had it my way I'd kill you for stealing my name, boy," he said, glaring at Ryou, but Ryou stayed put.
"Take your brothers and leave us, Malfoy, we don't need you here to annoy us," Harry said, sticking out his wand threateningly. Malfoy smirked and brought out his wand. He pointed it at Yugi.
"Do anything to me, and your little loses an eye," he said. Yugi gasped, and words suddenly came to his mind. He took out his own wand.
"Ex…Expelliarmus!" he yelled, and pointed his wand at Malfoy. Malfoy's wand instantly flew out of his hand and onto the floor. Yugi blinked, his eyes wide in astonishment.
"You didn't tell me that you knew any spells, Yugi!" Malik exclaimed.
"I…I didn't. The words just came to my head," Yugi mumbled. Malfoy glared at them.
"We'll see you in school, newbies," he said and whisked away. Yugi, Ryou, Malik, Ron, Harry, and Hermione all grinned triumphantly. They chatted a bit more, until finally, the train lurched to a stop. Everyone got off it, carrying their things, and walked towards a huge castle. After a short trip by boat, they walked into the castle.
"You'll go with Hagrid," Hermione said to Malik, Yugi and Ryou. "You haven't been sorted yet. I hope to see you three in Gryffindor, by the way," she added, smiling, and left to catch up with Harry and Ron.
-
Malik felt embarrassed among the first years in the waiting line. He and Yugi were close together, but Ryou was one of the first. Ryou waited patiently, until finally Mrs. McGonagall called his name.
"Bakura, Ryou," she said loudly. Ryou could almost feel Bakura's cold glare. He stepped up and put on the hat. It barely covered his eyes. He waited for something to happen.
"Ah, I bright one, a very bright one," said a voice in his head. He gasped and looked around with just his eyes, as if expecting to see someone next to him. "You would be good in Ravenclaw, but what's this? Very brave, I see, very, and hidden talents!" Ryou soon realized that the hat was talking to him! "Well, in that case, it's got to be GRYFFINDOR!" the hat shouted. The Gryffindor table cheered and Ryou hurried over to sit down. After a long while it was Malik's turn. He gulped as he put the hat on, and like Ryou, it covered his eyes.
"Quite cheeky, I see, and very clever. You'd be good in Slytherin, very good, but…eh? What's this? Ah…another very brave one, and a very handy talent, if you ask me. GRYFFINDOR!" Malik quickly removed the hat, smiling, and sat next to Ryou. Yugi was up now. He put on the hat, being careful of his hair.
"A kind child, are you? And very determined indeed. A hard worker, not quite a slacker. I think that you'd be good in Hufflepuff, but there's hidden courage there. Eh? A Parseltongue, are you? You'd be good in Slytherin, especially since you've been contacted by him, but I think I'll put you in… GRYFFINDOR!" Yugi sighed with relief and sat next to Malik at the Gryffindor table, thankful to be with his friends.
The sorting ceremony got over quite quickly, and Dumbledore said a few words (Freeway, lemon-drop, and geology). They feasted, and after they were finished, Dumbledore had a few more words to say. He stood at the podium and clinked his goblet with his fork for attention.
"Ahem, attention, please," he started. "As most of you know, last year's Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, like the others before her, left, and so we have a new one. I'd like you to all pay your respects to your new DADA teacher, Mrs. Rakara!" A medium-sized woman with jet-black hair and red eyes stood. She was grinning, and had two tiny pointed fangs on either side of her top row of teeth.
"Hello there," she said in a soft voice, but was loud enough for all to hear. "I hope you'll enjoy my class." Ryou saw images of huge tiger fighting with a lion with brown fur and a sandy-blond mane along with a fox with a white mane. He held his head and squeezed his eyes shut. The new teacher sat back down and the images left his mind.
"Now that we're finished here, off to bed with you!" Dumbledore said. Everyone clapped and stood, following their house Prefects. Malik, Ryou, and Yugi gawked at the moving staircases and the living paintings on the wall. Finally they came upon a huge portrait of a fat lady.
"Password?" she said.
"Accio Expelliarmus," the Prefect said. The portrait swung upon, revealing a large passageway into the Gryffindor Common room. They went inside and were immediately told to go to bed. Hermione was explaining a couple of simple spells to Malik, Ryou, and Yugi.
"So anyway, saying Alohomora will unlock doors, saying Lumos will create a light at the end of your wand, saying Expelliarmus will disarm someone trying to attack you, and Accio and then what you need will make it come to you. I find Expelliarmus very handy against Malfoy and his gang," she said.
"Thanks, Hermione. We'll practice, 'em," Malik said with a smile. Yugi and Ryou also thanked her, then they went to bed.
-
Malik sat awake, drawing. His wand was illuminated with a bright white light so he could see. Once it died, he scowled and mumbled "lumos". Ryou awoke with a start and looked to Malik.
"Are you drawing a big man with muscles, who's mostly bald except for a ponytail with a weird tattoo on his face?" he asked in a whisper. Malik blinked.
"Yeah. How did you know?" he asked. Ryou smiled and tapped his head.
"I dreamt it. Duh. Anyway, why?" he asked.
"I thought that it would be wise to have a bodyguard around in case those Slytherins try to hurt us. He'll know magic, of course, and, like Harry, I'm giving him an invisibility cloak so he can stay with me even during classes," Malik replied, erasing his foot and re-drawing it. He, of course, had to draw the man naked and then make some clothes for him to wear, so he'd be an actual human being. "Man, I love this ability or whatever. I feel like a god."
"Don't abuse it, though. Only use it if you need to," Ryou suggested. Malik nodded.
"He's gonna have to be smart, so he'll know what to do, plus he'll have free-will, so he and I can talk. Think I should make him my brother?" Malik asked. Ryou shrugged.
"He's your drawing," he said.
"I think I will. But what to name him…"
"You're Egyptian, so something Arabic or whatever," Ryou said.
"How about Rishid? That would work," Malik said. "Yeah, Rishid Ishtar. That's what his name will be." He made a few adjustments, and inked the man in. He colored him in carefully, making consideration of shading and skin tone, and then drew some clothes on a separate piece of paper for him to wear. Malik showed the paper to Ryou.
"How's that?" he asked.
"Very macho. Looks tough, too. Good job," Ryou replied with a smile. "How old is he?"
"Hm… twenty-six. So he's still pretty young, but he's strong," Malik said. "Oh, and he was a Gryffindor when he went to Hogwarts. I wrote up his entire past and such, as if he actually existed when I was born. So he knows almost everything about me and such."
"Interesting." Malik set the papers on his nightstand and lied back in his bed.
"'Night, Ryou," he said. Ryou lied down.
"'Night," he replied and they fell asleep.
-
Marik lied in his bed, wide awake. He had just recently woken up from a strange dream. It wasn't the content of the dream he was worried about, but who he was dreaming about.
Malik Ishtar, the new Gryffindor.
He didn't want to think about his dream anymore. He growled and shook his head, squeezing his eyes shut. He had to get to sleep.
-
Malik was awakened by a firm hand that gripped his upper arm and shook his body slightly.
"Malik-sama, if you don't get up soon you'll be late for your classes," said a voice. Malik groaned and opened his eyes lazily.
"Eh? What?" he mumbled. He heard a sigh and he turned over. Bending over him was a tall man who looked exactly like the person in his picture that he drew. He grinned. "Oh, hey, Rishid. G'Morning," he said with a smile. Rishid smiled back and Malik sat up. Rishid held up a large piece of cloth he had hanging over his lower arm.
"Here you are, Malik-sama. I've got your towel and robe. You need to take a shower for school," he said. Malik thanked him and took the fabrics from him. He made his way to the showers and cleansed his body quickly, yet thoroughly. He mentally celebrated. He had created another being with just a pencil, pen, and set of colored pencils.
He smiled happily and turned off the water and stepped out, drying himself off. He hung the towel to dry and put the robe on. He went back into his room and swiftly got dressed. He saw Rishid chatting with Ryou quietly.
Malik gathered up his supplies and saw the faded drawing of Rishid lying on his bedside table. He quickly put it into his drawer, along with the drawings of Rishid's clothing and his history. He didn't want Rishid to know that he was created by himself. After all, Malik didn't want to see him angry. Rishid was much stronger than him, by multiple times.
-
Yugi smacked into someone on his way to potions with Professor Snape. He looked up, somewhat scared, to see the glaring eyes of Yami.
"G-gomen nasai," he mumbled worriedly. He hoped that he wouldn't have to defend himself against any attacks, or use the Expelliarmus spell again.
"No, that's alright. I'm sorry. I'll pay more attention when I walk next time," Yami said and walked on. Harry, Ron, and Hermione, who were right behind Yugi along with Malik and Ryou, gawped at the sight before them.
"I don't believe it," Ron said. "First he apologizes, then he blames himself!"
"That's unheard of! He's one of the worst behaved students here, along with Marik, Bakura, and Malfoy! Why would he be saying that to you?" Harry wondered.
"Well, keep in mind that Yami usually didn't cause much trouble…it's always Marik's idea, or Marik who's doing it," Hermione commented.
"He's probably just having a major mood swing, Yugi. You'd better still watch out for him," Malik suggested, and Ryou nodded in agreement.
"S-sure…" But he couldn't get the image of Yami blushing at him out of his mind.
TBC
Mew: Sorry for my cruddy ending… .. I actually didn't know if I was going to submit this, so I started writing it for my own amusement.
Draiku: You write for your own amusement too much.
Mew: I do not. I write for my art! (sigh) Ah, yes, art is the one torch in the horrible shadow of ignorance that humans have spread over our world…(continues to ramble)
Yoko: Just go right on to the next chapter!