Something Wicked This Way Comes
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The sight that lay before them couldn't classify less than magnificent. Thousands of candles floated in the air, and the clear night sky was in place of the ceiling. In fact, the only indication that there was a ceiling were the faint outlines of elegant columns. There were four long tables streatching almost the entire length of the hall, and a fifth one facing them. They strode down the center aisle toward what looked like a small stool on top of which sat a tattered old hat. They approached it, staring at the ugly thing apprehensievely. Was this a joke? Dumbledore stood up from his throne-like chair.
"As you can see, we have four transfer students with us this year, who will be joining the sixth-years. I trust that everyone here will make them feel comfortable and help them whenever they can." With that he sat down. Professor McGonagall opened an old-fashioned scroll, cleared her throat and called out, "Bakura Ryou, of Domino City, Japan (1)." The white haired boy gulped softly and walked up whispers followed him to the stool, mostly of the students that had read the newspaper article.
Ryou sat down on the stool and let the hat be placed on his head. Darkness claimed him as he sat there, his heart beating loudly against his chest.
"Well, what have we here? Hmm… you hold a lot of darkness in you, but I sense that it isn't yours."
:Hey! Who the hell are you! This is my host! Mine! So get the hell out, you freak: Bakura screamed furiously in his head, and Ryou winced at his yami's voice, the noisy spirit was already giving him a headache.
"My, how rude." The new voice muttered dissaprovingly. Before Ryou could apologise for his yami's behaviour, the voice screamed out, "SLYTHERIN!"
The world suddenly became light again, and he walked off to the table that was cheering loudly.
"Ishtar, Marik, of Cairo, Egypt." Marik strode up, not feeling as nervous as Ryou had. All he had to do was try on a stupid hat. It couldn't possibly be too hard? Right?
"You too have lots of darkness within you." A slightly annoyed voice said, as soon as the hat was securely on his head. "Seems like you have some brains, but not enough for Ravenclaw, you're tactless enough to be a Gryffindor, but… I think you'll do better in SLYTHERIN!" The blonde whipped the hat off his head in annoyance, grumbling of ways to dismantle the hat in the most gruesome way possible. He quckly joined Ryou at the table decorated in silver and green.
"Amaya Mitsumaru, of Kyoto, Japan. (2)" The girl walked up shaking slightly. Inside her necklace, Sakura was whispering calming words to her light. The hat was quiet for a second before it called out, "GRYFFINDOR!"
"Yugi Motou, of Domino City, Japan." The hat barely touched the topmost spike of his hair, when it screamed out, "GRYFFINDOR!" So loudly that the people sitting closest to the hat covered their ears. Yugi joined a smiling Amaya at the end of the table, the blonde girl congradulating him.
Dumbledore stood up again, silencing the chattering students. "I would like to enform you, that once again, the Forbidden Forest is, as the name states, Forbidden to all students. Entering it will result in a severe loss of house points, detention, and a letter home to your parents. Also, Mr. Filch has asked me to inform you that the list of Forbidden Items has surpassed two thousand and that includes all the inventions of Messrs. Fred and George Weasley. And, I would like to introduce our new defence teacher, Professor Striker." He guestured to a stern-looing woman with sharp, hawk-like features that was dressed in smart, dark red robes. "And now, let the feast begin."
The golden plates that were empty just seconds before suddenly filled with every kind of food imaginable, including some some foreign dishes that the four exchange students quickly helped themselves to.
Yugi and Amaya were led by Harry, Ron, and Hermione though what appeared to be a maze of torch-lit corridors and over countless flights of stairs until they reached a portrait of a fat lady in a pink silk dress. The picture stirred and asked for the password. Hermione stepped forward and announced, "Cherry Blossom" The lady nodded and admitted entrance to a large circular room decorated lavishly in red and gold.
"This is the Gryffindor common room. The boys dorms are on your left, Yugi, and yours is on the right Amaya. Hermione said, pointing to the stairs. "You two are prabably really tired. You need to wake up early tomorrow so you can get to breakfast on time. Goodnight."
The two foreigners stifled yawns and after bidding goodnight to the trio went upstairs to prepare for bed. After they were well out of hearing range, Hermione turned to Harry with a serious look on her face.
"Harry, I don't trust them. I've never heard of someone getting accepted into Hogwarts late. There's something weird going on here." Harry frowned at his friend. "Well, maybe they were looked over because they're from far away." Hermione shook her head. "No. There are about seven schools of magic in Japan, and that's not including all the schools of martial arts that use magic as part of the curriculum. And besides, students arent just noticed by their accidental magic. There is an enchanted quill that writes down the name of every magical child born, their birthdate, and the school they should attend."
Harry shrugged. They new kids seemed alright, despite their rather strange hair to which they all whined at the same time that it was natural that way.
"I think they're nice." He murmered softly. Ron and Hermione frowned darkly at him.
"Harry, we just don't want you to get hurt alright?" Ron said. "You don't know what You-Know-Who might pull, and he's not above playing dirty to get what he wants. You know that." The black-haired boy shrugged again before suppressing a yawn.
"I'm tired you two. Goodnight." With that he headed up the stairs as his two friends looked at his retreating back with concern.
The bright sunlight hit Harry's face though a hole in his curtains. He moaned grumpily and buried his face under his pillow, when Ron's distinct shouting made him look up. His friend was currently rummaging though his trunk throwing clothes and objects in random directions. Yugi emerged from his bed pulling a dirty sock out of his still spiky but terribly messy hair with disguist.
"Uh, Ron, could you please not throw your underwear around like that?" Dean asked, throwing a rolled up pair of boxers as the back of Ron's head. The redhead didn't turn his attention away from his trunk even as the underwear bounced off his head and plopped to the floor.
"Ron, what are you looking for?" Harry asked, crawling out of bed and stretching, now that his intent to sleep the first day of school away was thoroughly thwarted. Ron ignored him, his head deep in his trunk.
"I swear I had it last night!" He shouted again, his voice sounding desperate. "WHERE THE HELL COULD IT GO!" He jumped up and ran out of the dorm, leaving five confused boys in his wake.
The sixth year Gryffindors were sitting at their table, reading, talking with their friends, or eating. In Amaya's case, all of the above.
"So, what do you think our classes will be like?" She asked Yugi, her voice slightly muffled by the slice of toast that she had in her mouth. The duelist shrugged, reaching for an apple.
"Cant say. But I wonder if we will need to know at least a little magic. I've been trying simple spells, but without the help of the Puzzle I just cant do it." Amaya sighed and looked up at the ceiling, the morning sky a beautiful cerulian color. "I guess our powers really do come from the items then. Too bad. I'm starting to like it here already." She finished her toast and was about to leave when Yugi grabbed the sleeve of her robes.
"What about your father?" He asked.
"I asked Hermione about that last night. She said that when a person with magical blood has a child with a non-magic person, the child has only a slight chance of becoming a witch or a wizard."
"Then how do you know you aren't?" She shrugged. "I just know."
Without another word, she hurried out of the hall, clutching her bookbag as she disappeared.
Ano hi ushinatta aijou ni setsunasa wo oboe
I remember the paifulness of the love I lost back
Boku was senmei na kono sora no aosa ni sukoshi tomadotte
I'm a little perplexed by the vivid blueness of this sky
Next chapter, first classes, suspicions, and Ron's secret. WOOO! Suspence suspence!
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(1) Where's Ryou from? At first I thought he was born in England, but them I wasn't sure, so I just wrote Domino. Please tell me if I'm wrong.
(2) I first wanted her to come from Tokyo, but then I wanted her to have come from a really cultural place, because her mother is all proper, and her father likes ruins and historical places… so Kyoto it is!
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