YYF14: SO sorry about yesterday, the site wouldn't let me update! Here's a long chapter. Hope you guys like, and thanks to the people who reviewed! Oh, and answering a comment about the wand buying. Someone said Koenma's turn was a bit like Harrys'. Yeah, I couldn't think of anything original, so I did that. On with the chapter!

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Train Ride part 1

The rest of August passed quite quickly. Yusuke and Koenma spent most of the time in their room, leaving to eat. Well, Yusuke ate. He noticed Koenma always was asleep when he went to get food, and even if he brought something for him to eat, Koenma rarely ate it.

They never saw the three teens, or the blonde haired boy.

On September first, Yusuke and Koenma packed all of their supplies into their trunks, and got directions from Tom the bartender to Kings Cross Station. They had to travel slowly, as to Koenma's injury, so they had seven minutes left when they arrived at he station.

"Okay, the old man said something about a platform 9 ¾," Yusuke said, looking around.

"I don't see one."

"-C'mon, Harry! We've got to get to the platform!"

Yusuke frowned. "That voice sounds familiar."

He and Koenma turned around to see the teens they had met in Diagon Alley running towards platforms nine and ten.

"Go on, Harry!"

They saw the black-haired boy run at the wall, then he ran… through the wall. The girl and the red-haired boy did the same. Yusuke shrugged.

"C'mon, Koenma. Let's go."

The two walked toward the barrier, then through. As they came out the other side, Yusuke whistled.

"That was sweet!"

The whistle blew, and they hurried onto the train.

They walked through the compartments, trying to find one that wasn't full. Then, as they came to the end, they saw the three kids they had seen earlier, and they entered.

"Could we sit here?" Koenma asked. The red-haired boy nodded.

"Sure."

Yusuke sat down after putting his trunk in the baggage rack above the seats. Koenma lifted his trunk, bracing his feet as it was heavy. He just barely got it into the rack, and sat down next to Yusuke, wincing.

Ron frowned. "You okay?"

Koenma nodded. "Yeah."

Hermione rolled her eyes. "No, you're not. We're not stupid, you know."

"No, really, I'm fine."

They heard a squeal from the hallway, and Yusuke groaned. Koenma laughed.

"Did you-?"

"Yes. I can't believe I forgot him."

Puu flew into the compartment, squealing happily, and settled himself in Yusuke's arms. Ron burst out laughing.

"What is that?"

Puu squealed indignantly, and Yusuke groaned again, sinking down in his seat.

"It's his animal," Koenma said for him. "It kind of… chose him."

Puu suddenly yawned and closed his eyes. Yusuke sighed in relief, and put Puu in between himself and Koenma on the seat.

"What's his name?" Hermione asked.

"Puu. It's what he says all the time. You'll hear him. He never shuts up."

Hermione shrugged, then went back to her interrogation of Koenma.

"Are you sure you're okay?"

The train blew its whistle, and jerked, starting to move.

"Yes," Koenma insisted.

"Okay then."

"So, what're your names?" Ron asked.

"Mine's Yusuke, I told you the little guys' name, and my friend's Koenma," Yusuke replied, pointing to each person in turn as he introduced them.

"Cool. Mine's Ron, the girl's Hermione, and my other friend here is Harry."

"Nice to meet you," Yusuke said, holding out his hand. Ron shook it.

"So, where're you from?" Ron asked. "We can tell you're not from around here."

"We're from Japan," Yusuke replied. "We're being transferred into fifth year since we're too old for first, Dumbledore said."

Ron's eyes widened. "That's the year we're in!"

Yusuke smiled. "Cool. Same as that Malfoy dude, right?"

Hermione nodded. "Yes. Unfortunately. He's a real pain in the neck."

They heard footsteps and loud laughter coming from the hallway, and Harry sighed.

"Speak of the devil," he muttered.

Malfoy stood in the doorway, with Crabbe and Goyle behind him.

"Hey, you two. Hanging with the Gryffendor trash?" Malfoy taunted.

Ron glared at him, but no one responded. Then Malfoy set eyes on Koenma.

"Well, hello. Are you any more coordinated than the last time I saw you?"

Koenma blushed and looked away.

"Shut up, Malfoy, he's new," Harry snapped.

"Shut up, Malfoy, he's new," Malfoy replied mockingly. "I know, it's painfully obvious."

Yusuke put his hand into Spirit Gun pose by his side, ready to shoot, but Koenma shook his head.

"Yusuke, don't!"

"He deserves it!" Yusuke hissed.

"I know, but we'll get in major trouble if you destroy half the train!"

Yusuke rolled his eyes, but relented. (A:N: This conversation was in Japanese.)

Malfoy stared at them.

"You really are weird. You can't walk, you have a stupid bird, and you speak another language. Later."

Malfoy strode off, much to the relief of everyone in the compartment.

"I don't like him," Yusuke said at once.

"Not many people do," Harry responded, leaning back in his seat.

"Well, let's not talk about him then," Hermione retorted, burying her nose in a book.

Harry shrugged and turned to face Yusuke and Koenma.

"You guys thinking of doing any extra activities at Hogwarts?"

"What's there to do over there?" Yusuke asked.

"First off, there's Quidditch," Harry answered. "It's this sport you play in the air, on broomsticks. You'll see when you get there."

"Aw, c'mon, Harry! You can't just leave it at that!" Ron complained. "Tell them how good you are!"

"I don't want to brag," Harry retorted.

"You're not!" Ron turned to Yusuke.

"Don't listen to him. He's the best player on Griffendor team, and he was the youngest player in over a century."

He then proceeded to explain the rules and game play of Quidditch, which Yusuke thought was very interesting.

While Ron and Yusuke were engaged in conversation, Harry gazed thoughtfully at Koenma. There was definitely more to him than met the eye. Harry suspected there was something wrong with him, though, based on what Malfoy had been saying.

"Why does Malfoy keep bugging you about walking?" he asked randomly.

Koenma looked over at Harry. "No reason."

"Listen, I promise I won't say anything about it. Are you handicapped?"

"No, I just… have a little problem."

The two of them had distracted Ron and Yusuke from their Quidditch conversation, and Hermione from her book.

"What're you two talking about?" Hermione asked, slightly annoyed at being disrupted from her book.

"There's something wrong with him, I can tell, and he's not telling me. He's hurt. Remember what happened in Diagon Alley?"

Hermione nodded. "Yes, I do."

She turned to face Koenma.

"Please tell us. If you are hurt, it's important."

Yusuke crossed his arms, slightly annoyed at Koenma being so secretive.

"His foot's broken," Yusuke stated. He then spoke to Koenma in Japanese. "It's that simple, K-chan. Don't be so nervous."

Hermione's eyes widened.

"You're foot's broken?" she asked incredulously.

Koenma looked down.

"It's no big deal. I can cope."

Harry shook his head. "At Hogwarts, that could present a big problem."

"But how are we supposed to fix it?" Koenma asked desperately. "It's been like this for months!"

That surprised the gang even more.

"Months?" Hermione repeated. "Why? How'd it break it the first place?"

Koenma bit his lip, realizing his slip.

"No reason…" he said quietly.

Hermione sighed.

"Fine, you can choose not to tell us, but after the Sorting, we're going to take you to the hospital wing to fix it."

Koenma nodded. "Okay."

Yusuke shrugged, and went back to his conversation with Ron.

About half an hour later, the sweets trolley went by.

"Anything from the trolley, dears?" the old lady pushing it asked.

Yusuke looked up, and grinned as he saw the trolley.

"Yeah, what's on it?" He, Ron, and Harry stood and looked over the trolley, Harry explaining to Yusuke what some of the stuff was.

When they had bought what they wanted, the boys sat down again and the trolley moved on.

Yusuke opened a pack of the Every Flavor Beans.

"Watch it," Harry said warningly. "When they say every flavor, they mean every flavor. Professor Dumbledore said he got earwax once."

Yusuke shrugged and popped one in his mouth. He smiled.

"Sushi," he said, swallowing it.

Ron took one, but after a few seconds, his face scrunched up.

"What is it?" Harry asked.

"Grass," Ron replied, spitting the bean out into his hand.

"Toss one here," said Harry. Yusuke tossed him one, and Harry put it in his mouth.

He swallowed it, and Ron stared at him impatiently.

"Well?"

"Marmalade. Not that bad."

Yusuke looked over at Koenma.

"Hey, Koenma? You want one?"

Koenma shook his head. "No thanks."

"Okay, but if you want anything, tell me." After a second, he added in Japanese, "I know you didn't eat the whole time we were at the Leaky Cauldron."

"Why do you keep doing that?" Ron asked. Yusuke raised an eyebrow. "What?"

"Talking in Japanese. We're friends, right? Can't you say whatever it is to us?"

Yusuke looked at him seriously. "No, not really. Some things have happened to us that we'd rather not talk about."

Ron looked about to persist, but Harry elbowed him.

"Relax, Ron." He faced Yusuke. "We understand that. There are some things that happened to us we'd rather not talk about too."

Yusuke smiled. "Thanks."

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YYF14: Hope you guys liked this chapter, and again, sorry for the lateness. Well, it was only a day, but I like updating when I say I will. Ja ne until next chapter!