Something Wicked This Way Comes
Many thanks to Fox Loves Shinigami, MostPowerfulOfAllDarkLords, and the dark prep
Me: Crying oodles from all the praise You guys are awesome!
Anyway, here are the voting results so far, and remember, this is the last chance to vote.
Houses.
Ryou – S, 5; R, 0; H, 2; G, 5
Amaya – S, 3; R, 2; H, 0; G, 4
Yugi – S, 3, R, 2; H, 0; G, 5
Marik – S, 5; R, 1; H, 0; G, 4
Pairings – Single, one vote; Yugi/Amaya, one vote; Yami/Sakura, three votes; Ron/Hermione, one vote. I need more for this category, people!
Quiddich? – Yes, three votes. I agree, it's a hard subject to work with.
Friends – Trio: yes, 3; no, 1
Just Harry – 1
Others – Bakura and Malfoy 2
Standing before the entrance to the dark alley were two cloaked figures. One's was royal purple, and wrapped luxuriously around it's owner, while his companion's was red, the color of freshly spilled blood. The two proceeded into the nearly empty alley, and came to the store they saw that morning. Glinting in the store window were the objects of their desire.
It was a set of four daggers and a sword, the handles made of gold entwined with ebony. The blades were simple but their craftsmanship was impeccable. The store owner said that the blades were spelled to never dull or rust. However the price for the set for a pair of mudbloods, whatever that was, was shockingly high.
Bakura snickered as he and Marik snuck into the shop. This was too easy.
"Hold it!" Came a cry from the back, and the owner of the shop came out with his wand pointed at them. Bakura's insane smile widened. Finally! A challenge of some sort!
"So you have one of these too, don't you old man?" He asked, walking closer to the man. "I find these things very troublesome." The man's eyes were wide with terror. The mere aura off this thief was enough to pass out from. So much darkness… and pain… and blood…
"Stupefy!" the wizard cried, sending a jet of light at Bakura. Shadows leapt to life around him, flickering like black flames. The jet of light hit them and was absorbed. With a smooth movement of his hand, Bakura dispersed the Shadows and smiled at the horrified man.
"Now that wasn't very nice, was it?" He raised his hand and from the vortex that appeared by him, two demon red eyes glowed maliciously. Bakura smiled yet again as the owner cowered before his Man-Eater Bug. He looked over to the display and saw that Marik had already left. "Well it seems like we're all done here. Wouldn't want you to miss us though, so I'll leave my little friend here to entertain you." With that, he left the shop, smirking at the terrified yells coming from it. He met Marik in a small alleyway, protected from view by the tall buildings.
"That was fun!" The Egyptian exclaimed, examining one of the daggers closely. Bakura rolled his eyes. "Feh, maybe for you. I was the one that had to distract him you could have just taken over his mind. We would have been done faster." He grabbed the dagger, from Marik's hands and pocketed it. The blonde pouted and pulled out another dagger to inspect.
"Where's the fun in that?" "So who's going to get what?" He asked after a short silence. The white-haired thief grabbed the sword and smiled as he looked at it.
"I get one dagger and the sword and you get the rest." Marik frowned.
"Hardly seems fair. Why do you need a dagger if you have the sword anyway?" Bakura rolled his eyes. "I'm not gonna keep it. I'm giving it to Sakura."
Marik's eyes glinted mischeviously. "What's this I hear? The great King of Thieves wanting to impress his baby sister?" Bakura scowled, but it didn't reach his eyes. He looked up at the partially concealed full moon.
"It's not a memory, but a sort of feeling I guess. Somehow, it's as if part of me remembers her, and everything that happened." He shook his head. "Come on. Before Pharaoh gets an ulcer worrying if we killed anyone.
The next morning, Ryou was absolutely exhausted. His entire body ached, and Bakura's snoring made his head hurt. He caught sight of Bakura's red cloak, hanging haphazardly on a chair. The white-haired boy rolled his eyes. The dark spirit was out last night. That explained everything. He glanced at Marik who was buried under his blanket, shivering violently. The colder European weather was really disagreeing with him. Ryou smiled softly, before yanking the mass of blankets off his friend. Marik cried out, curling up into a tight ball. He stared up at Ryou with a hurt look.
"Ryou… why…?"
The white-haired youth smiled good-naturedly. "Morning! You'll miss breakfast if you don't hurry up and get downstairs." He laughed at Mariks grumblings and walked out of the room. Amaya and Yugi had both awoken on time, (because their yami's didn't go running around dark alleys all night long.) and were waiting for them downstairs. Today was the last day of their stay, because the next morning they would be taking the train to Hogwarts.
After breakfast, the teens went off to the petshop, Amaya and Yugi dragging a sleepy Ryou and Marik along wanting to get there early before people filled the narrow streets.
The merry tinkle of a bell welcomed the four into the dusty and noisy shop. Lining the walls were cages containing owls, cats, ravens, rats, toads, and some animals that couldn't even be explained. Yugi was inspecting a small barn owl while Marik and Ryou were lazily looking at a large cage full of playing kittens.
Amaya was wandering around the shop, occasionaly pausing to look closer at an interesting cat or a beautiful owl. She stopped in front of a cage containing a small orange cat staring sullenly through the bars. (A/N: Think Kyo from Fruits Basket. Kawaii!) Amaya couldn't resist. She reached up to open the latch when the sales lady rushed up to her.
"Please Miss, this one is rather bad tempered. Perhaps you should get this one." She pointed to a fluffy white kitten. Amaya shook her head, and stared at the sullen cat in fascination.
When they exited the petshop, Amaya was holding the orange tabby, who she got a half-price. Yugi was carrying a cage containing a beautiful eagle owl, and Ryou was carrying a black raven who had piercing red eyes that were observing everything around it. Marik had opted not to get anything, but was staying as far away from Amaya, who's cat had decided to use his face as a scratch post.
The morning of their departure, everyone was running around searching for their belongings that mysteriously found their way out of their carefully packed trunks. Their breakfast was rushed and by the time they crammed their belongings into a waiting taxi, it was nearly 10:30.
"What the hell!" Marik exclaimed angrily.
They stood at the barrier between platforms nine and ten. This was very strange. Their ticket specifically said Platform 9 ¾, but there was no such thing.
"Maybe we should ask one of the people here." Yugi suggested, looking around at the massive crowds. Marik rolled his eyes. "Yeah, you do that and it's a one way ticket to the nuthouse. Face it Pharaoh, we were tricked." Yugi however wasn't paying attention and already making his way to a group of people gathered around the barrier.
"Excuse me," He asked a portly redhaired woman. "Can you tell me where I might find Platform 9 ¾?" The lady smiled kindly.
"Of course dead, you're a first year, I presume?" Yugi shook his head, blushing furiously. Behind him, Marik, Ryou, and Amaya were dragging their luggage over, before joining their short friend.
"No, we're all transfer students. Were sixth years." Ryou said, noticing Yugi's embarrassment for being considered a first-year.
"I'm so sorry dear!" The lady exclaimed, apologizing to Yugi profusedly. "Well, anyway, it's pretty simple. All you do is run straight at the wall between platforms nine and ten."
Marik smiled nervously, eying the wall with concern. It looked pretty damn solid to him.
"Er, Ryou… why don't you go first?" He asked, pushing the white-haired boy in front of him. Ryou backed away slowly, ignoring Bakura's comment of 'wimp.' Yugi too looked at the wall in apprehension. Amaya rolled her eyes, and stalked toward the barrier. With a whoosh, she dissapreared. The boys rubbed their eyes in disbelief, before taking off after her.
They had managed to find an empty compartment near the back of the train. After storing their pets and trunks on the racks, they all settled down, watching as other students hugged and bid their parents goodbye. The train lurched forward, and soon the platform disappeared from view.
"This is it." Amaya said watching the vast countryside appear outside the window. Marik scowled slightly, crossing his arms over his chest.
"No turning back now, I guess." Amaya smiled and looked outside again, watching as the rain drenched fields and hills flew past them.
'Yeah. No turning back now.'
Tooku kara kaze ga fuite
The wind blows from far away
Nagareru kumo wo miageteru
I'm looking up at the drifting clouds
Furikaeru nante dekinai
I can't turn back
This is the last chapter when you can vote, so make sure you do. Hope you liked this chapter, and that Amaya wasn't too Mary-Sue. shudder