'Sup…sorry for taking a long time…I've been packing most of my stuff cause I'm moving to LA! Wheeee! (coughs at this point, says she doesn't own YGO or HP)
'Blah'-Hikari
"Blah"-Yami
Soon enough the bell rang, signaling that the lesson was over. The professor stood up and the students picked their bags up.
"Students, I want that essay done by Thursday. If you don't do so you will be sorry." Atemu said, glancing at the sleeping Arus before fixing a hard gaze at Bakura. "Mr. Bakura, stay here. I need to have a word with you." He said before closing the book he'd used for today's lesson shut. Bakura mouthed 'I'll tell you later' to Malik as he nodded, following Harry, Ron and Hermione. As the last student exited the classroom, the door promptly shut as the ex-pharaoh placed the book back at the shelf, sighing. He then turned to the tomb robber.
"Bakura, you're not making the job of keeping our identities a secret any easier." Atemu said.
"They did say that life was never easy." Bakura calmly replied.
"That's not the point, tomb robber!" The ex-pharaoh snapped. "The friends your Hikari and Malik just made are curious by nature. They've broken nearly every single rule in this school trying to find things out!"
"They've broken nearly every single rule in the school? Not surprised."
"Try to focus on the main subject here, tomb robber!"
"I really feel sorry for Ryou right now," Malik said as he followed Harry and Ron to divination.
"Why's that, Malik?" Ron asked.
"Because," Malik sighed. "Professor Motou is barely angry with anyone. He's really friendly. When he gets mad…well let's say bad things can happen."
"More like a shadow game will happen," Marik muttered. Malik mentally glared at his Yami as he, Harry and Ron ran up the spiral staircase that would lead them to their next class.
As they entered the class, the tomb keeper was immediately struck with the sick (To him, at least) smell that filled the room. Malik quickly covered his mouth with his hand as he sat down on a puffy pillow, an equally disdainful Harry and Ron joining him moments later.
"What's with the tomb-like smell?" Malik asked.
"We have no idea," they said in unison. Soon, an old woman who sort of resembled a certain praying mantis Duel Monster card only with jewels and robes on.
"Welcome, welcome to divination, old and new. My name is Professor Trelawney and I can see someone is late again." the old woman said as Nevile slowly came out of the trapdoor.
"Predicting that Nevile's late is like predicting that the moon's going to rise." Harry told Malik who was looking at the professor. Trelawney then went to her seats.
"This year, we will be searching for the mysteries of the tarot. But for now..." the professor explained as the trapdoor burst open again. Ryou climbed into the room moments later. "Sorry I'm late..." he panted. "Professor Motou...needed to speak with me..." he said as he sat down next to Malik. Trelawney nodded at the white-haired teen and sniffed a bit. "As I was saying...we will be doing tarot reading this year, but further on. For now..."
Malik chuckled as Ryou shook his head. "Why am I suddenly getting that feeling of impending doom?" Each student had ouija boards.
"Probably because ouija boards usually spell out impending doom?" his yami answered. Ryou mentally glared at him as Malik chuckled once more. "Man, this is so much fun!" the blond Egyptian exclaimed. The white-haired teen looked at Malik's board. "How is talking to spirits fun, Malik?" said Egyptian chuckled again, seriously freaking out Ron and Harry.
"Here, here, I'll show you!" he turned to the board. "Spirit, what's your name?" the planchette on the board started to move moments later.
W-H-A-T-T-H-E-H-E-C-K-A-R-E-Y-O-U-S-M-O-K-I-N-G-?-Y-O-U-A-L-R-E-A-D-Y-K-N-O-W-W-H-O-I-A-M-!
It took a while for the idea to click in Ryou's mind. "You mean..." he trailed off as Malik nodded."Yup, it's him!" he whispered. Ryou then looked at him own board. 'I'll give it a try...'
Moments later the bell rang and the students collected their gatherings and went out the classroom. "Boy was that fun!" Malik said as they walked down the long spiral staircase. Ryou just nodded as he followed Malik down. 'Well that was an amusing way to talk to you, wasn't it?' the white-haired teen felt a slow bubbling sensation at the back of his mind. His yami was laughing slow and sinister.
Long story short; he found something out that was either dangerous to his hikari or his friends. After a while, Ryou could hear his yami clearing his throat. "Err...yeah, yadonushi. Though talking to you through that ouija board somewhat freaked me out." Ryou raised a brow. 'Freak you out? That's definitely a sign of the apocalypse.' Bakura was about to retort when Malik interrupted them.
"So what did the pharaoh say? Did you get in trouble?" Ryou quickly 'shh'ed him. "Atemu said that we'd meet with him again after lunch to go talk about...some things." Malik got the gist of it and went off ahead. "Come on then, we'll eat quickly and see what he wants!" Ryou sighed.
"This is going to be harder than I thought..." he mumbled as he walked off, leaving two confused wizards behind.
"Okay first years, class is over. Do not forget to submit your essay the next time we meet. I might be able to slip it off once, but the next time I won't be so promising." the first year students picked their stuff up and hurriedly came out of the classroom as Ryou and Malik entered it.
"Looks like the pharaoh even scared off the first years with that worg of his..." Malik said. Said professor turned his head around only...
"Hey guys! Long time, no see!" Ryou brightened up considerably. "Yugi? Oh thank god!" Indeed the short version of the pharaoh sat in his place, his robes a bit too big for his size, smiling at them.
"So how's this relationship going?" Malik asked. Yugi put his hand behind his head. "Well...I'm teaching the first, second, third, and fourth years while Yami does the fifth, sixth and seventh years." he explained.
"That would explain why some of the third years argued with the six years about the pharaoh." said Marik who earned a mental glare from his hikari.
"You had divination after us, right? Did you enjoy the ouija boards?" Yugi asked.
"Malik did; I didn't." Ryou answered, giving a Look at Malik. "He said that it was a better way of talking to our yamis. I'm thinking you two found that out as well?" Yugi nodded shortly. "Yami wasn't too happy, though. He sensed that something bad would happen to the people in the castle and the Millennium items."
"Is that what he wanted to tell us?" Ryou asked. Yugi nodded again. "He did, but he wanted to rest up for the other class he's going to teach. Teaching your class was hard for him, especially with Ryou's yami in place of the hikari." the short hikari glanced up to the clock. "Oh guys, you better hurry up. You have your next class in a few minutes. You wouldn't want to be late, especially you, Ryou." he said as he turned his back on them and the two walked out of the classroom.
"Oh, and Bakura?" Personalities changed in seconds as the tomb robber stopped in his tracks, slowly turning around. "What. Now."
"Five points for breaking down the door," the pharaoh said as he glanced the door on the side. "Another five for the insult of another student, and yet another five for those curse words I know you said when I came in. You better let your hikari do his essay for my class or the next time you come into class, Arus will do my job for you." he continued as he made the shooing gesture. "Off to class then!"
A/N: Sorry for taking so long! As I said, I'm packing for LA and I have to study a few things again since I have a long, long, long summer vacation (six months is a long, long, long summer vacation.). I also apologize that I had to make this short. I was actually planning to do a Detective Conan/Harry Potter crossover but then I realized A: Conan's too short; even for a first year (last time I checked, he's aproximately three feet), and B: if I let him return to his true form, he'd only be in Hogwarts for a year since he's seventeen (and correct me in a review if I'm wrong, but Hogwarts is only up to the seventh year.). And for yami'sgirl13 question, a worg is a wolf that can grow up as big as truck, if I'm correct (someone can correct me in a review.) I'd check wikipedia for a full description on a worg but I can't 'cause I'm actually sneaking this chapter while my parents aren't looking (I'm grounded. XP). R&R please! Peace out!
-LazyShamanist