FULL summary: YuGiOh/Harry Potter. Even the sweetest note can turn sour if played by the wrong person. Its horrible sound haunting the memories of those who heard it for eternity. Only the player can determined whether or not that melodic sound that can sooth any beast is heard. Only the player can determine the outcome. Only the player can create the melody.
Sorry for the long wait! I wanted to at least get the third chapter done before I updated. Unfortunately I'm going a little slow on the fourth chapter. Eek! Hopefully I'll get the momentum going again!
This chapter is short. Indeed it looks like most of the chapters in this fic are going to be short. Well, it depends I guess. I still haven't quite come up with a plot. I know, I know! I should have a plot but I have the general area it's going to be on. I already got some things planned, including something really sad that I really don't want to write but have to. Sighs I won't give anything away, though it is good that I have some things planned in the future for this fic.
Oh! You guys should read 'Avenging the Falsbearer'. It's by Ryou VeRua and it's just beautifully written. It makes my story look like dirt. Laughs uneasily It's a Harry Potter Yu-Gi-Oh! crossover and it has Ryou and Bakura in it. It's just superbly written. Check it out!
Okay, I would like to thank to people for reviewing! And they are . . .
Ryou VeRua for the nice review. ( I'm glad you liked the fact that Bakura beat up the Death Eater. laughs evilly ) and Himig for the review.
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh! or Harry Potter
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Chapter two: Easy Listening
Ryou ended up going back to his room even more nerve-wrecked than he had been when he was unsure of what was happening. If he couldn't pay for anything, how could he possibly hope to buy any of that stuff? What was he going to do now?
He sighed heavily and laid down on the bed, placing his hands over his eyes. Of all the times things could go wrong. He was just invited to a wizard school and he didn't have the money for it.
"My luck," he grumbled.
There was a hideous gurgling sound and it was then Ryou realized just how hungry he was. He highly doubted he had anything to eat all day. Bakura had taken control around lunch time and went out somewhere. Then there was this mess.
"I mine as well see if I can get some dinner. It might take my mind off everything." He stood up and peeked out the door. No one was in the hallway and the hotel seemed rather desolate.
Slowly walking out of the room and closing the door behind him, he walked to the door that led him to the bar. He opened it and walked in the bar.
There weren't a lot of people there, most of them huddling in the corner getting drunk. There was one man, however, who was talking to Tom.
The man was in normal clothes but he wore a sweater with the hood on, covering his features. He seemed to be talking very rapidly and Tom occasionally nodding his head in agreement with a grim expression on his face.
As Ryou came closer, the two noticed him and immediately the man turned away and walked off. Tom turned toward him and smiled.
"Hungry are you?"
Ryou stared in shock. "How-how did you know?"
He grinned and reached behind the bar counter top, bringing out a meal he obviously had ready a few minutes ago. "I figured you'd be hungry for something. Besides, that look on your face gives you away."
Ryou felt the flush on his cheeks and walked up to the bartender. "Thank you sir," he said taking the plate and putting it on the counter to eat. "Mind if I ask who it was you were talking to?"
"No, I don't mind," Tom said, leaning against the counter. "It just doesn't mean that I'll tell you."
Ryou couldn't help but smile at this. Bitting into his food, the flavor immediately filled his mouth. He took another bite, then another, and another. He knew he had been hungry, but he was surprised to find that he was just shoveling the food down. It was a good thing Tom had come prepared.
After he was done, he stopped and looked up at Tom. "I was wondering," he mumbled, slightly embarrassed of the question he was about to ask, "do you know how to get a hold of Dumbledore?"
Tom took the plate away from Ryou and provided him with a drink. "Nope, not a clue. He's one elusive man I'll tell you. Fudge only barely got a hold of him." He stopped and raised his eyebrow. "Why do you ask?"
"Well, it's just," he paused. "I don't have enough money for all the school supplies I need." He mumbled out the last part, looking down at the ground embarrassed.
"That's all?" Tom asked, eyes dancing with amusement. "Don't worry about it. If you don't have any money to pay for it, the money will be automatically taken from the Hogwarts funding. It's to make sure that even the poorest family will get a good education. Brilliant I say. Just brilliant."
Ryou let out a heavy sigh, the weight lifting off his shoulders. "Thank goodness. I was thinking that I would be booted out before I even got in."
"If every wizard school did that, there wouldn't be a very big wizarding community now would there?"
"I guess not," he mumbled. "Say, do you know where I could use a pay phone? I need to call me relatives to make sure they aren't worrying."
"It's right over there," Tom said, pointing toward the pay phone. "Need quarters?"
"No thank you," Ryou said with a smile. "Thank you so much for the food and drink." He bowed before he realized he was resorting to old customs. "Erh, sorry."
"It's quite alright," he smirked. "I like the bowing thing. It shows respect and honor. I'll take a bow over a handshake anytime."
Ryou smiled sheepishly and scurried off toward the pay phones. He quickly reached it and put in a few quarters. Pausing to make sure that it accepted the money, he started dialing the numbers to the house.
The phone rang once, twice, three times before the answering machine came on. "Hi, this is Ryou," he said. "The funniest thing happened earlier today. I was accepted into a very prestigious school where I will be going to in a few days or so. I just wanted to call you and tell you I'm fine and I'll be returning tomorrow. I'm just going to spend the night here. I doubt I would make it back in time before it's completely dark even if I tried. I'll tell you the rest when I get there. See you then. Bye!"
He hung up the phone and breathed heavily. That was one long recording. Wondering slightly if his relatives would have to replay the message over again he walked back to his room after saying 'goodnight' to Tom.
He was going to go straight to bed. The letter to his father would just have to wait one more day. Now all he wanted to do was rest. Tomorrow would be another adventure. A much bigger one.
Ryou was woken up from a rather weird dream that had dancing cockroaches and a human size toad that was showing him around a rather creepy little dungeon called 'Hogworts'. He didn't even bother opening his eyes and, instead, flipped over onto his other side and tried to back to sleep.
There was another loud bang and someone started shouting down the hall. He couldn't make out any words.
He groaned and put the pillow over his head in attempt to muffle the sound, but the attempt failed when there was another loud bang. This time it was right in front of his door.
Ryou sat up on his bed and rubbed his eyes tiredly. Tom had been nice enough to give him a spare set of pajama's so he didn't have to sleep in his normal clothes. They were nice and comfy, but he had this horrible feeling that the last person who wore the pajama's threw up on them a number of times. But he didn't like to think of that.
He groggily got off the bed, only sparing a glance at the clock that read five twenty. His bare feet made a pitter patter sound as he walked over to the door and peeked out. First he looked to the right, then the left. He could still here the banging and shouts, but they weren't as loud and were disappearing fast.
Sighing, he closed the door and leaned against it. 'Mine as well start the long trudge back home,' he thought wearily to himself. He made the bed and folded the pajama's neatly on placed them on the bed.
Grabbing his shoes, he walked out of the room and into the bar where he was surprised to see no one but Tom there. He quickly sat down and started putting his shoes on.
"Where do you think you're going?" Tom asked from his position on the chair, feet resting on the table.
"Home," Ryou replied, tying the shoelaces. "I'll be sure to be back in two days to get the school supplies with Hagrid."
The man stood up and walked over to him. "You're staying here until Hagrid comes. You got that?"
Ryou blinked and stood up, confused. "I'll just be a burden here. I'll just come back when I'm needed."
"No, I insist that you stay here," Tom said, putting his hands on Ryou's shoulder. "Bad things are taking place in the wizarding world and the last thing we need is for something to happen to a new student that doesn't even have a wand. You get your stuff from your relatives house and come right back here."
"Erh, okay." Ryou was slightly surprised that he knew he was staying with relatives. "Um, if you don't mind me asking, what do you mean by 'bad things are taking place'?"
"I'll tell you later," Tom said. "Now's not the time. Be sure to be back in time for dinner. I make one mean steak."
"Thank you." Ryou bowed. "I'll make sure of it." He turned to walk away when it suddenly dawned on him. "Do you know where I can catch a bus."
"Yep," Tom said, grinning broadly. Ryou wasn't sure, but he had the distinct feeling that what ever it was, it couldn't be good.
How right he was.
The bus turned right, then left, did a twirly then got back onto the road going head first into traffic. Ryou put his hand to his mouth, feeling as if he was going to hurl.
"'Choo doin' out 'ere?" the man who called himself, Stan, asked. "We usually don' take anyone this early, but it wuss Tom."
"Just needed a ride back to my house," he mumbled, keeping his hand close to his mouth. "Thank you so much for doing this."
"Ah, no problem 'ere," Stan said, grinning ear to ear. "Just remember to flag us down when you 'eed us."
Ryou nodded, still not sure how Tom had gotten a hold of these people. He had done something with a stick he had called a wand and the bus came. They had talked for a while before he had been let on the bus and Tom paid for it despite his protesting.
"Call ourselves half even, alright?" Tom had told him, but Ryou was still trying to make sense of it. It wasn't helping that Bakura was still asleep, or at least pretending to be.
"We're 'ere."
The bus came to a screeching halt and Ryou was slammed against the door. Letting out a moan he shakily got to his feet and stumbled out the door. "Th-thanks," he stuttered to the conductor.
"See you around." There was a loud BANG and the bus just seemed to disappear, leaving Ryou on a road. He recognized it though and found himself right in front of his relatives house.
Looking one more time in the direction of the 'Knight bus' as it was called, he stumbled up to the door and knocked three times. After a few moments of silence, he reached under the mat and grabbed the key.
He put the key in the door knob and twisted it eliciting a click from the lock. He slowly opened the door and peered inside. "Hello?" he whispered, walking in and taking his shoes off. "Anyone here?" He closed the door and walked into the kitchen.
The microwave clock blared at him and he gasped in shock. It was only five fifty-one. The bus had taken only several minutes to get there. He knew that driver was going way to fast.
Sighing, he leaned against the counter and yawned. He was still tired, but knew that he couldn't go to sleep even if he tried.
"Mine as well make some breakfast." He started making some homemade omelets as quietly as possible as not to wake up the rest of the family.
It took the family an hour to wake up, and even then they were out of it. His cousin kept on falling asleep at the table, and his aunt kept muttering incoherent things. His uncle was the only one that fully appreciated the meal, being that he was used to waking up early in the morning.
"So, some prestigious school, eh?" his uncle questioned, taking a sip of coffee. "How much does it cost to get it?"
"That's the thing," Ryou replied, being careful not to talk to loud. "It's all free. The school supplies, tuition, everything."
"Well, good for you kid," he smiled and set his mug on a coaster. "It's not everyday I can say my nephew got a scholarship to some school."
Ryou grinned sheepishly. "I'm going to start packing as soon as they get up," he said. "I'll be staying at a hotel until I go to the school. I think there'll be dorms there so I won't be coming back."
"Dorms? I suppose they are paid for as well?"
Ryou nodded.
"And if I wanted to get a hold of you and see how you're doing?"
"I'm going to be sending a letter to my father to tell him how to contact me," Ryou said, picking up the plates to wash them. "You could send any letter you want me to receive to him and he'll send it out for you."
"Being sneaky are you?"
"No, not sneaky," Ryou said smiling and walking out into the kitchen, carefully avoiding all the creaky parts of the floor. "Just elusive."
"That's my nephew." His uncle grinned. "I'm going to head up and take a shower," he said, standing up slowly as to not make a sound. "When this lot wakes up tell them I'm upstairs in my office."
"Alright," Ryou nodded.
"Good luck telling my wife," he said before disappearing out of the room.
He bit his lip. He hadn't thought of that. Aunt Marlen always over reacted. One time she had been hysterical for an entire day just because her little boy had rode the bus all by himself.
"Ugh," Ryou grumbled, scrapping off the crumbs and rinsing the plates. It definitely wasn't going to be fun.
/You just have a good instinct./ Bakura told Ryou through their mind link. /Ever think of going into voodoo/
/Bakura/ Ryou hissed. /That's not funny. Now what am I going to do/
/Say you have to go to the bathroom really badly. That should get her off your tail for a little while. Of course, you can't stay in there to long or she'll start to think that you tripped on the tile and killed yourself./
/Ha, ha. Very funny./
/I'm serious./
Ryou chose to go back to reality and looked back over to the hysterical woman. Her face was red and plump at the moment and she was gesticulating with her hands wildly while trying to prove her absurd point.
Sighing, he put his elbows on the table and propped his head up on her hands. "Don't worry. I'll be fine there."
"What if they have serial killers at that school!" Marlen continued, voice reaching a new high. "What then? You'll be all alone in your little dorm! They'll kill you!"
"It's alright," Ryou said again, letting his head drop in helplessness. "I talked to the headmaster. He said everything would be fine. Everything's taken care of. No serial killers."
"But they don't know that for sure!" she cried shrilly. "Do they go into peoples minds and check what they're thinking? I think not!"
Ryou chuckled inwardly, thinking that wizards might do that on occasion. He suddenly froze. What if they looked into his mind and found Bakura? What then? Would they kick him out deeming him to be dangerous?
He was brought out of his dreadful thoughts with another hysterical cry from Marlen. "What will we tell your father when you get killed? What then?"
"Calm down, honey," his uncle said, coming down the stairs. "He'll be fine. Ryou, why don't you start packing. Can't keep you here forever." He winked at Ryou.
Ryou sent his uncle a thankful look and started heading up the stairs. It shouldn't take him to long to get his things set. Come to think of it, how many clothes did he need to take?
He bit his lip and entered the room he shared with his cousin, closing the door behind him. At once he started stuffing his clothes and objects in his suitcase. Thanking whatever had come over him that made him pack such a small amount of stuff, he zipped the suitcase shut with ease.
He laid down on the bed and stared up at the ceiling. It was weird to think that only a few days ago he was going to head back to Japan to go to a normal school with normal friends. He sighed. His friends were all there. The ones who didn't judge him even though there was a homicidal spirit inside of him trying to kill them all. They understood. Where he was going no understood his predicament. He was going to be all alone in a strange new school.
He was used to it though. Moving from school to school, trying to fit in. It wasn't anything knew to him.
The door slowly opened and Ryou's cousin walked in the room with big eyes. The little boy was only five years old and was already taking after his dad, Ryou's uncle. He had blonde hair and bright blue eyes.
Ryou couldn't help but smile at him, momentarily forgetting his sad thoughts. "Come here, Nick," he said, getting into a sitting position and patting his lap.
Nick smiled brightly and hopped onto his lap. He looked up at Ryou. "Are you weally weaving us?"
"I'm not leaving you," Ryou said, smiling down at his cousin. "I'm just going to school. You know, that fun place I told you about where you can learn how to become a space cowboy."
Nick giggled and started hoping up and down on Ryou's lap. "Yes! I want to go two! I want to go two!"
"You're not old enough," Ryou said, and immediately the little boy's smile disappeared. "But you will be in a year or two. How's this. I'll leave you with something for you to study and then when I come back again, I'll give you something else. Something big for a big boy like you."
"Yeah!" Nick cried happily, hugging Ryou. The boy snuggled against his chest before he looked back up at him with big blue eyes. "Can you give me a pwiggy back wide?"
Ryou grinned. "Sure, but we have to go outside. Remember what I said about playing in the house?"
"Never do it becwause you could bweak something," Nick recited. "And bweaking things is bad. Bad," he emphasized.
"Come on," he put Nick on the ground and stood up. Holding onto his cousins hand, they ran out into the yard to play.
Inside his soul room, Bakura watched the two play and have fun without a care in the world. He could feel it coming even from within the depths of his soul room. A storm was brewing on the horizon.
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Hey! I hope that chapter was alright. The next one is spooky. Laughs evilly You'll find out why whenever I get to updating.
About Ryou's 'aunt, uncle, and cousin'. They won't be in very much. In fact the next chapter starts when Ryou's leaving. The only part they have is later on in the story and it's crucial so yeah. They just aren't in it very much. No worries about to many 'OC's.
Anyway, I got to start reading the fifth Harry Potter book again to understand what goes on in that book. So many pages, so little time. Laughs Thanks so much for reading this and please submit a review! All reviews, both flames and nice ones alike, are very much welcome.
Thanks!