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Chapter 3

Harry stormed down the hallway, lost in thought. How dare he insult my parents, like it's no big deal that they're dead? Bet he hasn't got a clue what it's lie to not have and parents, to know that your parents were murdered. He's probably not gone through one hardship in his entire life! I bet he's never looked death in the face, not like me.

Harry wandered around for a few minutes, trying to calm down. "Harry?" said a voice. It was Hermione and Ron. "We should go down to dinner."

"Yeah. You're probably right. Sorry about that."

"It's alright. You should have punched that Malik creep in the face. I would've. I think there's something wrong with those three. Him and the white haired one seem positively evil. D'you think that they might work for You-Know-Who?" asked Ron.

"I thought that Ryou seemed harmless. Total wimp, if you ask me," said Harry. "You just don't like him because he scared you so bad."

Ron looked insulted. Hermione just rolled her eyes. Together, the three headed down for dinner.

Dinner was very tense. Harry was glaring at Malik, who was ignoring him. Ron was glaring at Ryou(seems like Ron likes to hold grudges), who was trying to talk to Hermione but was rather unnerved by the look he was getting from Ron. Fred and George were having a conversation with Yugi about his amazing, tri-colored, gravity-defying hair, which Tonks, the metamorphmagus, was trying to copy. Ginny was laughing at this. Malik didn't say a word, but they could tell that he was annoyed at Harry.

If he keeps glaring like that, I'm gonna send him to the shadow realm.

- No, you're not!-

Awww… why not?

- Cause someone would notice, and the pharaoh would get angry and annoy me. He can be very annoying if he wants to be.-

Well, I can't argue with you there. Stupid pharaoh.

Then Sirius asked the three newcomers a question. " So, I've heard that you three are from different countries. Where do you come from?"

"Well, Ryou and I are from Japan," said Yugi.

"I'm from Egypt." Malik sounded almost annoyed at his question.

"Egypt? I used to work in Egypt," said Bill.

"Really? what part of Egypt?" asked Malik. He sounded more interested now.

"Near the valley of the kings," replied Bill. "I was a curse breaker for Gringotts. You'd be surprised how many curses the ancient Egyptians put on their tombs."

"Somehow, I doubt that," he replied, smirking.

At this moment, Mrs. Weasley came in with an announcement. "Tomorrow, I will escort you three to Diagon Alley. You will be able to buy your school supplies there, while Harry's at his hearing."

"Hearing?" said Yugi. "What did Harry do?"

"I was attacked by dementors, and I had to used magic to defend myself. We're not supposed to use magic outside of school," explained Harry, who had finally stopped glaring at Malik.

"What! We can't use magic outside of school!" exclaimed Bakura, who had taken over Ryou.

"Underage wizards can't use magic outside of school, and we don't come of age until we are seventeen," said Hermione. Ryou took over again, and Bakura retreated to his soul room, muttering something about 'stupid laws that take the fun out of everything.'

"Um, how are we going to catch up with the other fifth years, if we can't do magic outside of school?" asked Ryou.

"Don't worry, dear, the ministry is making an exception for you three, until you catch up on your schoolwork," said Mrs. Weasley. "Well, you'd all better be getting off to bed. We have a long day ahead of us, and it will be better if you've had a good night's sleep."

Everyone left the kitchen and headed upstairs to bed./Aibou, let me take control for a moment. I need to talk to Malik./

/Are you sure, Yami? He seems kind of irritated at the moment./

/Yugi, he's always like that./

/Oh yeah…/

Yami took over, and headed over to Malik. "Malik, I want to talk to you."

"About what, pharaoh."

"Malik, you should really apologize to Harry."

"Fine! I will, if it will stop you from nagging and him from glaring."

Malik stalked off, presumably to go find Harry. /Come on, aibou, let's go to bed./

Harry was almost to his room when he heard Malik's voice. "Harry."

"What do you want?"

"Look, Harry, I'm sorry about before, alright? I wasn't trying to be rude."

Harry snorted in disbelief. "Yeah right."

Malik was annoyed. Harry could tell that he was the sort of person who wasn't accustomed to apologizing to anyone. "Look, I just apologized. If you're not going to accept my apology, then that's you're problem. I'm going to bed."

He turned to leave. "Wait."

"What?"

"Look, I know we started off on the wrong foot, but let's forget that, shall we? Friends?"

He offered his hand for Malik to shake. After a long hesitation, Malik took it. "Friends."

Then Malik left. He's kind of strange, but he'll make a good friend, thought Harry. He then went to bed, dreading the next day, and his hearing.

Okay, Harry sounded kind of Anzu-ish at the end, but oh well. I know Harry usually stays mad at people for a really long time, but I need them all to be friends. By the way, I am really sorry it took so long to update. I have been really busy and have had barely any time to work on this. Please review, even if it's a flame! Criticism can be used to better my writing skills, so REVIEW, PLEASE! By the way, I'm not sure what house I'm putting Ryou in. If you could tell me what house you think I should put him in, it would be most appreciated. Just don't say Hufflepuff, because I don't like that house as much as the other three. Once again, please review!