I just noticed something, in my Harry Potter book; the stone is called the Sorcerer's Stone, not the Philosopher's Stone. Guess I'm watching Full-Metal Alchemist too much. Eh, Heh, Heh, DAMN YOU ANIME...NO! I TAKE THAT BACK!
On a different note I want to tell you all something I'm proud of, I made honor band, the best band in the county! YAY! I'M SO HAPPY! I beat my first chairman! HA! TAKE THAT YOU SMARTASS! WHO'S BETTER NOW! I made seventh chair saxophone out of eight. This is actually pretty good considering a lot tried out. Oh yeah, I am managing to get my grades up which means for time on the computer. Yay!
I do not own Harry Potter, Yu-Gi-Oh, or Full Metal Alchemist, sadly.
Quirrell must have been braver than anyone had thought. Although the professor seemed to get paler every day, he didn't look as though he cracked. When ever he could, Harry would give him an encouraging smile. Ron and Malik would even tell people off for making fun of his stutter.
Hermione and Saren, however, had more than the Philosopher's stone on their mind. Everyday, the two of them could be found in the library, either doing homework or studying.
"The exams are ten weeks away! You all need to study!" snapped Hermione.
"Plus I've heard herbology's gonna be murder," Saren rubbed her temples and sighed, "I hate exams."
Sadly, the teachers were thinking among the same lines, and because of all the homework they had. Easter break wasn't nearly as fun as the Christmas break. Everyday the breaks were spent in the library studying, instead of goofing off with friends.
"Argh! I can't take it anymore!" Malik dropped his quill and stared dreamily at the world outside.
"If you study, you'll be able to go outside earlier," stated Seto.
"Well, excuse me, I can't study and remember things like y—Hagrid!"
"Hagrid?" Harry and Seto turned around just as the game keeper shuffled into view, and hid something behind his back. "Well, 'ello ther,"
"What are you doing here?" asked Harry.
"Just lookin'," Hagrid's voice was shifty, causing Harry to immediately gain interest, "an' what are yeh doin' here? Yer not still lookin' fer Flamel are yeh?"
"Oh, we found out about him ages ago," said Malik impressively, "He made the Philosopher's Sto—"
Harry and Seto immediately covered Malik's mouth. "Shh, Malik, do you want to get us in trouble?" Seto hissed.
Hagrid started to edge towards the door until Harry spotted him, "Hagrid, we want to ask you something," Hagrid's beard twitched, "What's guarding the stone besides Fluffy?"
"SHHH!" said Hagrid, "Listen, come to my hut. I ain't promisin' I'll tell yeh anythin', mind, but don't go rabbitin' off about it here. Students aren't supposed ter know, they'll think I've told yeh—"
Harry nodded as Hagrid shuffled off, "What was he hiding though?"
"I wonder if it has anything to do with the stone." said Seto.
Malik pushed Seto's hand off his face, "Well I'm gonna go check what section it was." Malik came back a minute later with a pile of books in his arms, "Dragons! The moron's trying to raise a dragon!"
"Hagrid's always wanted a dragon, he told me the first day I met him," said Harry.
"But, I read a book that said you can't raise dragons, they're feral."
"Where'd you find a book like that Seto?" asked Malik. Seto ignored him and read the titles of the nearest books. "Look at these, Dragon Species of Great Britain and Ireland; From Egg to Inferno, A Dragon Keepers Guide."
"He shouldn't be doing that, didn't Ron say his brother Charlie was a dragon keeper, and got attacked all the time?" said Malik.
Harry nodded, "I wonder what Hagrid's up to."
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When Hagrid opened the door, he was surprised to see that everyone had come. Luckily, the hut was big enough for all of them. "Hagrid, why's it so hot in here?" asked Yugi. Hagrid didn't say anything, but shut the door.
"So—yeh wanted ter ask me somethin'?"
"Uh, yes," said Harry, "We were wondering if you could tell us what's guarding the Philosopher's Stone apart from Fluffy."
Hagrid frowned, "Yeh know I can't do that Harry."
"And why not!" Bakura glared slightly at the gamekeeper, "We need to know, so we can stop—"Yami clapped his hand over Bakura's mouth—with much difficulty.
"Yeh need ter let me finish. I can't tell yeh because I don't know meself. Plus, yeh know too much already, so I wouldn't tell yeh if I could. That Stone's here fer a good reason. It was almost stolen outta Gringotts—I s'ppose you knew that, after all, you're the only one's who have found ol' Fluffy."
"Oh come on Hagrid, you may not want to tell us, but you do know, you know everything around here," Hermione's voice was warm and flattering, which caused Hagrid's beard to twitch. "We only wondered who had done the guarding really," Hermione went on, "We wondered who Dumbledore trusted, apart from you."
As Hagrid's chest swelled, everybody else beamed at Hermione. "I suppose it couldn't hurt. Let's see, there's Fluffy…then some o' the teacher's did enchantments…Professor Sprout—Professor Flitwick—Professor McGonagall—Professor Quirrell—Dumbledore o' course, an' Professor Snape."
"Snape?"
"Yeah—yer not still abou' that, are yeh? Look, Snape helped protect the stone, he's not about to steal it."
Harry doubted Hagrid's words and decided to ask him something else, "Hagrid, do you know who Epona is?"
Hagrid shifted uncomfortably in his seat as everyone drew closer. "Well—I, er—Yeh see, Dumbledore hasn't told me much abou' her." Hagrid looked unconvincing. Harry was about to question more when he heard a tapping noise coming from the pot on the fire.
"What's in there?" asked Ron, even though he knew from Malik, Harry, and Seto, that it was a dragon, "Where did you get it?"
Hagrid fiddled with his hands some more, "Won it off some stranger in the pub. He seemed quite glad ter be rid of it, ter be honest."
"What are you going to do when it's hatched," asked Yugi.
"Well, I've been doin' some readin' o'course. Got a book outta the library, bit outta date though. It has everything here, keep the egg in the fire, an' when it hatches, feed it a bucket o' brandy mixed with chicken blood every half hour. It even tells yeh how ter recognize it, what I got there's a Norwegian Ridgeback. They're rare, them"
Saren looked at his in disbelief, "Hagrid, you live in a wooden house, and your gonna keep a dragon!"
"I'll teach 'im some manners," replied Hagrid.
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"The dumbass will end up getting himself killed with that bloody dragon." Bakura casually stretched him arms behind his back, "Problem is, we'll be considered accomplices."
Hermione shook her head and looked to the herbology greenhouses ahead. Harry, Ron, Seto, and Saren were there. "Where are Yugi and Malik? It's not like Yugi to be late, especially if the pharaoh is awake this morning."
"I'm awake!" said a cheerful voice, "Yugi let me borrow his body this morning, said he'd like to watch a dragon hatching from a safe distance." Yami smiled and walked along Hermione.
"Hatching? "asked Bakura.
Yami nodded, "Hagrid sent a note just after you all left. Malik decided to skip herbology today and went to help him."
Hermione sighed, "He can't keep it, after all, dragons are illegal."
"Nothin's illegal until you get caught, Hermione," replied Bakura, "I'll go tell Kaiba, bet he'll be ecstatic when he finds out he'll get to see a real live dragon."
Yami and Hermione watched Bakura run towards the rest of the group. He stopped in front of them and said something. Seconds later Harry and Ron shouted, "WHAT!" When they got within hearing distance Seto was speaking.
"He'll burn down his house with that thing."
Saren nodded in agreement, "Exactly. Dumbledore's already covered Hagrid for a lot of things, but if someone finds out there's a dragon around, Hagrid'll be taken to Azkaban."
"We have to hide it then," finished Harry.
Bakura was dumbstruck, "I thought you'd all be glad to see a dragon. Malik was anyways."
"We're not Malik," Seto retorted.
"How bout this," started Ron, "I'll see if I can write to my brother Charlie. He's a dragon tamer; he'll be more that glad to take a Norwegian Ridgeback."
"Then it's settled," Yami interrupted, "Hagrid will take care of it until we contact Charlie."
Everyone nodded in agreement and walked into the greenhouses just as the bell sounded.
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"Come on, come, on…" Seto glared at the school tower where the bell was kept, "I need to go to Hagrid's."
"What?"
"Uh, nothing Harry, I just want herbology to end."
Bakura smirked; I knew he wanted to see that bloody dragon
Seto dropped his trowel, "the bell rang, let's go see if Hagrid needs help with the—"Seto stopped when he noticed Malfoy was listening intently. How much has that bastard heard? He's been following us lately, ever since we've been going to Hagrid's.
"Psst, Harry. I think Malfoy's on to us."
Before Harry could get a look at Malfoy, he was dragged by his older brother to the greenhouse door. The rest of the group was right behind them. Hagrid was already outside when they arrived at the hut.
"It's nearly out, come on inside," Hagrid whispered. Everyone filed in and took a seat around the wooden table. The egg was in the middle of the table, deep cracks already appearing on its face.
Everyone was silent, watching the egg intently. It started to make funny little clicking noises. All at one the egg shattered, revealing a small baby dragon. It wasn't exactly the prettiest thing Seto had every seen. Its wings were crumpled against its tiny jet body. Its eyes were orange and wee framed by little spines that ran along its body.
"Isn't he beautiful?" Hagrid murmured.
Everyone exchanged glances. "Oh bless 'im, he knows his mummy!" Hagrid pet the dragon's head causing it to snap, revealing sharp fangs.
"H-Hagrid, how fast do Ridgebacks grow?" Malik stepped into the hut carrying what seemed to be the dead chicken needed to feed the baby.
Hagrid opened his mouth to answer when the color drained from his face. Bakura followed his gaze to the window. He stepped up to look through it. He cursed, "Malfoy's running away to the castle."
From the back of his mind, Bakura could hear Ryou panicking, I Malfoy saw the dragon, we could be expelled, and Hagrid will go to jail!
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The following days Malfoy seemed even more confident that usual. It made everyone nervous so everyday they would go to Hagrid's hut to reason with him.
"You have to let him go Hagrid," insisted Yugi.
"He can't be cooped up in this house forever, set him free," urged Hermione.
I can't, he's too little. He'd die."
Everyone looked at the dragon. Since they last saw it, he had grown three times his original length. It looked back and blew smoke out of its nostrils.
"You don't know the bond between me an' Norbert."
"Norbert? You called your dragon Norbert!" asked Saren.
"Hagrid," said Harry, "In another week Norbert's going to be as long as your house. We've already made arrangements for Ron's brother to pick him up."
"You have two weeks," added Seto.
Hagrid nodded, "I guess…"
"It's settled then," said Ron.
The following week dragged by without much going on. Wednesday night found Harry, Ron, Malik, and Saren in the common room. Around twelve, Ryou barged in, his hand in a handkerchief.
"It bit me!" he shouted, "The bloody little bastard bit me! I swear if Charlie doesn't come soon I'll get rid of the dragon my self!"
Harry caught eyes with Bakura who was standing behind Ryou. "He's not exactly innocent."
"Ryou, let me see the bite," demanded Saren.
Ryou walked over, giving Bakura a glare, I blame you for this. Before Bakura could say something back, he was blocked from Ryou's mind. He sighed and sat next to Harry. "It's strange isn't it?" said Harry.
"What do you mean?"
"You and Ryou, total opposites, yet so much alike. I thought it was you that came in."
Bakura chuckled, "I wish everyone could see that. The pharaoh and I, well it gets boring when you can only be heard and seen by certain people."
"Don't worry Bakura; I'm sure the millennium items will let them see you soon."
Tap tap
"It's Hedwig!"
Ron jumped up at once and let in the snowy owl. He quickly tore open the note and read it aloud.
Dear Ron,
How are you? Thanks for the letter—I'd be glad to take the Norwegian Ridgeback, but it won't be easy getting him here. I think the best thing to do will be to send him over with some friends of mine who are coming to visit me next week. Trouble is they can't be seen with an illegal dragon. Could you get it to the Astronomy tower at midnight on Saturday? It'll be dark so they won't be seen, answer back when you can.
Ron quickly answered yes to the note and sent Hedwig off again. "Well that's done and over with."
"Not quite," said Malik, "Who's going to take the dragon up to the astronomy tower?"
"I've got the cloak," said Harry.
"I'm going," added Malik, "I think Bakura should go too, he was a tomb robber."
"Not with my hand! I don't even want to be near the bloody dragon!" hissed Ryou.
"Stop moving," said Saren.
"I swear, if you make Bakura do this Malik, I'll bend you in ways that'll make Gumby cry."
"Sleep," whispered Saren. Ryou fell unconscious on the couch, "I told you to stop moving."
"You know Saren, it's time like this that makes me question your sanity." said Malik.
Saren pocketed her wand, "I'll assume that's a compliment."
Bakura looked at his sleeping hikari, "Tell them I'm going Harry, regardless of Ryou's injured hand."
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There was a hitch. By the next morning, Ryou's hand had swollen to twice its normal size. He wasn't sure if he should go to Madam Pomfrey, but for the sake of getting rid of Norbert he went to the hospital wing.
After class everyone ran up to Ryou's room. He looked terrible. "It's not just my hand," he whispered, "Malfoy came up earlier to borrow one of my books. The one Ron had, Quidditch through the Ages, I think it might have had the note in it."
"Way to go baka tomb robber" said Yami.
"Oh bite me Pharaoh."
"It's ok Ryou; it'll all be over on Saturday. Just make sure your hand is well enough."
Before they could say anything else, Madam Pomfrey ushered them out of the hospital wing.
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Harry and Malik stood outside the hospital wing under the invisibility cloak, waiting for Bakura. After ten minutes of waiting Bakura emerged, his hand looking considerably better.
Malik quickly pulled him under the cloak, "What's the big idea pulling me like that Malik!"
"Shut up, we're late!"
Bakura grumbled all the way to Hagrid's where the crate was waiting. Hagrid was still saying goodbye when they appeared from under the cloak.
"He's got some brandy and rats fer' the journey. An' his favorite teddy bear."
A large ripping noise erupted from the crate. It sounded like the teddy bear was being mauled. "Bye-bye Norbert! Mummy's gonna miss ya'"
The three of them grabbed the crate and walked out back to the castle with Bakura in the lead, checking for unexpected visitors. Eventually they made it to the astronomy tower ten minutes late.
Four people were already there. Every one of them introduced themselves and loaded up Norbert to the harness they brought. The watched silently as they flew off with Norbert. When they were out of range the walked silently down the stairs, Bakura back in the lead.
Bakura stopped suddenly causing protest from Malik and Harry. "What is it?" they whispered.
Bakura gulped as Filch stepped out of the shadows, "Well, well, well, we are in trouble."
They left the cloak up on the tower.
you all know who Gumby ifs right? You know the little bendy guy made of clay that bends into wierd shapes? well now you do.