A/N-Hi everyone! I hope everyone is doing well, because I sure am! I got a 103 on my Honors Geometry test! (please go to my site and enter the contest)
Also, to wish you all a Happy Thanksgiving (my message is a little late, since wouldn't work for awhile)
It's been more then a year (a year last Friday) that I've been working on this story OO so to honor that, I've typed 2 chapters for you guys.
Review Responses:
Krista123-yuck, I hate chores. They're no fun… --;; and thanks!
Stormrose Dewleaf- Gasp! You're actually laughing at my humor? That's… unbelievable! I thought my humor was absolutely not funny at all. OO (mostly because that's what my sister says) Oh, and of course not, Hermione/Kaiba? Ewwwwwww!!!!!! Gross! I like more..unorthodox pairings, like in Harry Potter, Hermione/Malfoy or Ginny/Malfoy (those couples aren't in this story though, now they're kinda common UU) I'll try not to hurt Ryou. I like him too, he's so adorable.
Hihirraag-wow, you think my story's good? OO (actually, a lot of ppl do, which STILL surprises me. Noone EVER likes my stories school. UU)
MarinaKashu-I will, eventually. And here's the update.
Cute lil Yami- thanks! And thanks! Here's the update.
Molly-chan the Anime/Game fan- I like your name, it rhymes! I love stuff that rhymes! (though I couldn't write a good poem to save my life! --;;) You think it's creative? OO wow.
Koriaena- yeah, he does
Kimpatsu no Hoseki-you'll find out
Princess of Rivendell-thank you.
Chapter 13
The Slytherins were down in the common room, all snickering eagerly for the fight that was about to start. Malfoy stood in the center of the room, with Crabbe and Goyle on either side of him. He had a big, gloating smile on his face, smiling as if he knew he had already won.
Joey walked in, smiling confidently. With Kaiba's technology at his back, there was no way he could loose! Yugi creped in closely behind Joey, and sat near the door, since the rest of the room was full of Slytherins.
Malfoy noticed Joey's air of confidence and sneered. "You won't be so confident when I'm done with you," he said.
"We'll see about that," said Joey, "You can start."
"Hold on," said Malfoy. "You don't have a second. I thought you said you knew all about Wizard duels."
"I don't need a 'second.'", said Joey. "I can finish you off without one!"
"Fine," said Malfoy, "it's your funeral." He pulled his wand out from his pocket. Joey pulled out his wand (a few sparks went off by accident) and he pretended to be scratching his arm as he pushed a button on his watch.
Joey said, "Now go already!"
Malfoy said something softly, and a few sparks flew off the tip of his wand. They weren't big, but one landed on Joey's sleeve.
"My clothes are on fire!" shouted Joey, watching the flames spread with horror. He ripped off the cloak and tossed it to the side. Unfortunately, the fiery cloth fell on Yugi.
Joey, of course, had no clue that he had just set Yugi on fire. He just gave up the wand and threw himself at Malfoy, ripping and tearing and scratching and punching and kicking at whatever piece of him that he could reach. Malfoy fought right back, but with Joey's experience on the streets, he was clearly winning. The other Slytherins pitched right in to help Malfoy, and none of them noticed what seemed to be floating fire.
None of them noticed, that is, until Crabbe pointed a shaky finger at the 'floating fire' and said, "the air is burning!"
All the Slytherins (and Joey) looked up at this, and Joey screamed. His words were barely distinguishable, but all the Slytherins could tell he shouted "Oh shit! Yugi's on fire!" Yugi's burning coat fell off, revealing him completely.
Joey grabbed the fire and ran towards the door, but Malfoy grabbed him.
"Put Yugi down," he said. "He deserves to die. He entered the Slytherin tower, and he's a Gryffindor."
"I can't let my friend burn to death," said Joey.
"If you take one more step to the door, I'll kill you," said Malfoy.
"You can't kill me!" said Joey.
"Maybe he can't, but we certainly can," said a seventh year, pulling out his wand.
"They'd find out," said Joey, "and you'd all get expelled!"
"People have gotten away with murder in Hogwarts before," said Malfoy.
"Let me bring him to the hospital wing," said Joey, "then you can do whatever you want to me."
Malfoy nodded. A seventh year student said, "I'm coming with you. You're not going to pull any funny business."
Joey nodded, and opened the Slytherin door. As he walked toward the hospital wing, he completely ignored the Slytherin's threats, he was too busy feeling guilty. He never should have let Yugi come in to the Slytherin common room. Never! Joey felt so stupid, no matter what quality weapons Kaiba gave him, he'd never be able to be a good wizard. He wasn't even a good fighter, not yet.
Then Joey remembered something, back from the day that Yugi and himself went into Gringott's Bank…
"Do you give out loans?" Joey asked.
"Yes, we do." Said the Goblin. Joey read the goblin's name tag, and found out his name was Jock.
"What's your name sir?" Jock asked politely.
"Joey Wheeler." Joey said.
"The Joey Wheeler?" Jock said in shock.
"Uh… I guess…." Joey said, bewildered.
"Your ancestors had lots of money. Come with me, I'll bring you to there." Jock said. 'Why doesn't he know of his ancestors? How queer…' Jock thought.
They went flying through the tunnels in the and to a door that said 899 in big bold letters.
"Wow…" Joey stared up at the huge door. "That's huge…"
"I need to take your hand while I open the door; that will be an automatic identification process." Jock said.
"Huh?"
"Basically, if you're not Joey Wheeler, the door won't open." Jock simplified. He grasped Joey's hand and put his other hand on the door.
"Wow……" Joey said again. Piles and piles of money. Joey felt like jumping in and swimming in it all, but he restrained himself. "How much do ya think it will cost to get all of my Hogwarts supplies?" Joey asked.
"Take about 50 galleons that should cover it all." Jock advised. "And you could always come back for more."
Joey gasped. He just remembered: his ancestors were rich! 'But my family is poor,' he thought. 'What the hell?' This made absolutely no sense. Usually when one's grandparents and great-grandparents were rich, one was too. Joey was very confused, but then he remembered Yugi. 'I have to stay focused on my friend right now,' he thought, 'I can think about this later.'
He looked at Yugi's burnt face and frowned. 'This is my entire fault…' His thoughts continued like this as he made his way down the many Hogwarts halls, passing paintings that were whispering, suspicious students, and ghosts who all tutted sadly, muttering words such as:
"Well, we might see him as a ghost soon," and "such a pity to die so young…"
The seventh year Slytherin ignored everyone with his nose stuck in the air, feeling like the most powerful wizard in the world. He stopped at a door and looked at Joey.
"We're here," said the seventh year, "bring him in."
Joey walked into the Hospital Wing and ran to the nurse, who was standing near a sick patient.
"You have to help Yugi!" he shouted. The nurse looked up and immediately ran over. She took him from Joey's arms and laid him on one of the beds.
"What happened to him?" the nurse asked.
Joey thought of a lie quickly. "He was doing homework near a candle, and his robe got caught on fire. We couldn't put it out very fast because the fire spread so quickly."
The nurse looked at Joey, then her eyes dropped to the Slytherin insignia on his cloak. Her eyes were disbelieving, but she nodded.
"Why don't you go back to your dormitory, I'll see what I can do," the nurse said. Joey nodded and left the room.
The seventh year escorted him back down to the Slytherin common room, and in there, Joey felt some of the worst pain in his life.
