Holy crap! The thingy said I haven't updated since October 22! Well it's not totally my fault, stupid teachers and their damn 2 month long essays. I'm too young for this crap. Well, I added a little surprise to this one, heh heh heh, hope you like it.
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"Ugh, I can't wait until Christmas break," moaned Yugi, rubbing his temples, "I'll be able to see Jounouchi, Honda, and Anzu again." Yami chuckled and picked up one of the books they were supposed to be looking for Flamel in. Yugi quickly checked around to make sure they were alone.
"What if someone comes along Yami? I know they can't see you but they can hear you." Yami nodded and sat closer so they could whisper. "Don't worry, Bakura said he'd patrol from his spot and warn us if Harry, Ron, or Hermione comes along."
"You trust Bakura?" Yugi shook his head slightly and grabbed another book from his pile, "You could help you know." Yami opened up the book he had and began flipping the pages, until Bakura sat across them.
"I hope you're livelier than my hikari. He won't talk, all he does is search those Ra be damned books." Bakura growled and laid on one of the tables connected to the shelf. "I thought you were watching" questioned Yugi.
"You put your trust in a tomb robber?" Yami growled as Yugi gave him the I-told-you-so look.
"I did come here for a reason though." The two teens looked at the tomb robber with curiosity, "Why do you think we were brought here?" Harry just turned around the corner but stepped back when he heard and saw a shadowed figure on the table talk. (A/N: heh heh, wonder why…)
Yugi and Yami conversed with each other through their mind link. They couldn't reach a conclusion. "Well, I guess it's because of our shadow magic," mumbled Yugi.
"Then why didn't you or Ryou get summoned when you were eleven?"
"Maybe the power was dormant?" suggested Yami.
Bakura murmured something and sat up on the table. "It would work, for now. I thought it had something to do with the items."
Yugi gasped and cradled his puzzle gently, "Maybe that Voldemort guy Harry told us about wants them." Harry gasped mentally and strained his ears more than ever.
Bakura took out his millennium ring and twirled it around his finger, "He couldn't use them unless…"
"Somebody told him, somebody with roots in Egypt," finished Yami.
Harry gulped and made his way back to where Malik, Ron, and Hermione where searching books. Ancient Egypt, talking spirits? Why did they look like Yugi and Ryou? Harry bit his lip, in hopes of finding out what this reminded him of. I think Quirrell said something similar to them, ghosts? No. They are spirits but they had something to do with those trinkets. Then it hit him like a rock.
Possession…
Harry quickly grabbed Ron and Hermione and dragged them out of the library. "Where ya' going Harry?" yelled Malik. Harry took them a couple yards from the library doors and told him what he heard when listening to Yugi.
"Possession? They don't seem possessed," said Hermione.
"But Yugi seems to know about them; and Ryou too. You did say the one who called himself a tomb robber looked like Ryou, right Harry?" asked Ron.
"Yeah, I think it had to do with the pyramid pendant Yugi has."
Hermione didn't seem as worried as the boys were, "If they meant us harm they would have done it already. I don't think we need to worry about them. Come on, it's almost time for lunch, we best get the others."
Before the boys could grab her, Hermione was racing down the halls to get the others. After all, it was the last dinner she would have here until she and Yugi came back from break.
ooOOoo
As the Christmas holiday started, the boys found it harder and harder to stay in the stuffy library and search for Flamel. After all, it was snowing and Malik had never seen it in Egypt. Saren had been gone from time to time, helping Dumbledore with top-secret stuff.
"I still want to know why she won't tell us anything!" Malik quickly shook his head to relieve it of snow, "She is our friend."
"But she is part of the school staff" cut in a familiar female voice. Saren walked across the lawn in a long black cloak that flared slightly behind her. Malik rolled his eyes and chucked a snowball at Seto's head. "Dumbledore wanted me to tell you lot to get inside and get a good night's sleep. After all, tomorrow is Christmas."
"She's right," mumbled Seto, "It's getting chilly"
The next morning Harry awoke to Ron, Malik, and Ryou pulling him out of bed. All three of them started to talk at once, confusing Harry even more. Malik started first, "Harry! It's Christmas, what are you doing sleeping!"
"You have presents!" yelled Ryou. Harry's face was completely blank, "I have presents?"
"What'd you expect, turnips? Come on!" Ron ran out of the dorm with the other two behind. He shook his head and was about to exit when he heard a cold voice behind him.
"Ah to be young and restless, I used to be like that."
Harry turned around and stared in shock at the spirit. He looked exactly like Ryou, only crueler.
"Bakura at your service," Bakura did a mock bow, "I know you can see me Harry, you were spying on Yugi, Yami, and me in the library."
"I was an accident I-"
"It was a good thing it happened to," Bakura put his arm around Harry's shoulder and led him through the door, "Another week in that damn Ring and I would have gone crazy—er"
Harry smiled; the spirit in his opinion was kinda funny. "Now Harry, tell no about me—or Yami—Ryou and Yugi will talk to you after break. It'd be best if Hermione found out at the same time, or else she'd go on a never ending rant."
Harry chuckled as the spirit walked calmly over to where Ryou was opening his presents. Everyone else was awake also, but only half the presents were open. "About time you woke up Harry" Saren was sitting in a chair, stroking a shiny black cat. Harry assumed it was a gift.
Ron let out a moan as he unfolded a thick hand-knitted sweater. He quickly explained it was a Weasley sweater. Everyone had gotten one as well.
"Mine's always maroon. Why can't I get a decent color for a change?" Ron looked at his sweater in disgust but put it on anyways. Harry him self got an emerald sweater with a golden H in the middle.
Hermione had sent him a box of chocolate frogs. Yugi sent some starter decks along with an English translation. Seto gave him a duel disk which now worked thanks to Flitwick. Malik gave him some Egyptian trinkets and Bakura gave him a jeweled knife. Which he later found out was stolen from some wizard at Gringotts. Saren had also given his some polish for his broom.
Eventually there was one package left. Oddly enough it was very light compared to the other gifts. He opened it quickly and a silvery substance fell out. It looked like a cloak but he wasn't sure.
"Is there a note?" Harry asked.
Malik dug around in the paper and found a note in a hand he didn't recognize.
You father left this in my possession before he died.
It was time it was returned to you.
Use it well,
Merry Christmas.
"There's nothing else Harry," Malik finished. Ron took the cloak in his hands and gasped excitedly. "I know what this is! It's an invisibility cloak! They're really rare though, wonder who sent it to you"
Bakura stared at the cloak with a no-way expression. "Sure as Hell whish I had that in Egypt."
Harry smiled and decided to put it on. "Holy hell!" shouted Ron, "Your body's gone!" Indeed Harry was invisible from the neck down. Everyone stared in awe until the twins busted through the door. Harry quickly stuffed the cloak behind the sofa.
"Well, well, well, seems like Harry's got a sweater too. Ickle Ronny got a new one as well. No letter though" said Fred.
"Mum apparently thinks we don't know our own names"
"Yes, I know I'm Gred and he's Forge."
"I'm famished, let's get Ron and go"
The twins nodded to each other and grabbed Ron, ignoring his sounds of protest. Harry was about to follow when he was stopped by Bakura. "I'd use that cloak for the restricted section if I were you"
ooOOoo
After the feast everyone was too full to stay up. Harry waited in his bed until he was sure everyone was asleep. It was about midnight when he snuck out of the common room. The Fat Lady was asleep and Filch was nowhere to be seen.
Hogwarts, always warm and cozy, now looked like a haunted castle from a horror film. The moonlight rays reflected the spider webs in each corner, and off in the distance a wolf howled.
Harry jumped and ran into something as a strange screech sounded. He crashed to the floor, his heart pounding. The person next to him got up and shouted into the darkness.
"Who's there?"
Harry recognized that voice, "Seto, is that you?"
"Harry?" the CEO's eyes were wide with fear and confusion, "Are you using the cloak?"
"Yeah, I'm going to the restricted section of the library. You wanna come with?"
Seto nodded as Harry handed him part of the cloak which surprisingly, hid them both pretty well. It didn't take long for Harry and Seto to make it to the library. Seto had quickly unlocked the library and restricted section doors.
"Amazing," whispered Seto. There were shelves that went all the way to the top full of books on ancient sorcery and dark arts. After and hour the two of them found a section with dusty old books, their names written in gold lettering.
There was Ancient Celtic spells, Egyptian Dark Arts, (which greatly interested Harry now that he had met Bakura) Famous Roman Wizards, Ancient stones of Power and Fear.
Harry quickly grabbed the last one without a doubt the Philosophers stone was in it. "Could you get that lamp Seto?" Seto nodded and grabbed the nearest lamp.
The book was clearly old, the cover was peeling and it smelled—well, old. Harry slowly opened the book—it screamed a high pitch yell full of pain and regret, and stopped when Seto shut it. "Run"
The boys passed Filch at the end of the corridor and managed to stay out of his grasp. They kept running until Harry couldn't run any farther. Both were panting heavily when they heard Filch and someone else walking behind them.
"You asked me to come directly to you, Professor, if anyone was wandering around at night, and somebody's been in the library—restricted section. They left a lamp."
Both boys mentally cursed and edged away from the teachers. The corridor was very narrow and their only way out was through a door on their right. They squeezed through the door and quietly shut it. After a few minutes Harry removed the cloak and put his ear to the door.
Both professors were gone but he didn't want to take any chances. "Seto, I think their gone."
Seto wasn't listening; he was looking into the only object in the room, a huge mirror. Harry looked at it questionably, it seemed pretty normal, but then again, this was Hogwarts.
"Harry," Seto's voice cracked, "I can see my parents."
"What?" Harry only saw Seto and him, "Describe them, I would like to know." Harry's voice was soft now; Yugi had told him earlier that Seto and his brother Mokuba were adopted.
"My mother, or who I assume is my mother, has dark red hair, and her eyes are a gorgeous green. Like yours, Harry. The man is tall, like me. His eyes are the same color and he has short black hair, it sticks up in the back, Harry, he kind of looks like you."
Harry gulped and walked next to Seto. Now he saw them to, at least a dozen were behind them. In front were two people they both resembled. Seto had the same face as his father, and Harry looked like the mother. Behind them were aunts, uncles, and grandparents, each similar to either Seto or Harry.
"M-mokie," whispered Seto.
"What?" Seto pointed between him and Harry. There stood a boy of 11 with long black hair and grey eyes. "Our brother?"
Seto nodded.
ooOOoo
"So you two are related," said Ryou.
Both boys nodded, each remembering the night before. "Are you sure?" asked Saren.
"Yes," said Harry, "Even when Seto moved out of the mirror, his image would still be there, smiling."
"Same here," whispered Seto.
The boys had told their friends the next day about there encounter with the mirror. They were shocked but, they were glad Seto and Harry could find family. Harry didn't have any memories of his parents but Seto had a slight memory of two people coming to him with two babies in their arms. One he always knew as Mokuba, but the other he was told had died.
They had also sent a letter to Yugi and Hermione; both were glad for their friends, but warned against the mirror. Yugi said Yami didn't like the idea of a mirror that showed your family.
Both ignored their friend's warnings and visited the mirror the next night. It took longer than before but, eventually the brothers made it to the mirror. Both stood silently next to each other, staring hungrily at the family they never knew.
"Back again Harry, Seto?"
Both boys spun around to face Professor Dumbledore. Both stuttered at once, fearing for their lives.
"How near-sighted being invisible can make you. So, like hundreds before you, you both have stumbled upon the mirror of Erised."
"Mirror if Erised," whispered Seto, "Exactly what does it do Professor?"
"Do you not know?"
"Well, when Seto and I look in, we see each other and a family."
Dumbledore nodded, "Let me give you a clue. The happiest man in the world could look into it and see himself as he is."
"Then…it…shows our…desires," said Seto.
"Yes, it shows our deepest, most desperate desires of our hearts. Since the two of you never knew your real family, you see them around you."
"So we are brothers?" asked Harry.
"Indeed, you Harry are actually twins with you other brother Mokuba," the boys smiled and nodded, "Tomorrow the mirror will be move to a different location. I ask you to never go looking for it again."
Both boy nodded solemnly and pulled the cloak over their heads.
"It does not do well to dwell on dreams and forget to live."
The boys made it quickly to their dorm and changed. "G'night Seto."
"Night, brother" Harry smiled, he finally had the family he needed.