Hey guys! Not much to say here, other than to remind you of the fact that I (sadly) own nothing here. Not even the small piece of what I do own (Ellie) is in this chapter. But I hope you enjoy it anyways!
-blah- = mindlink between hikari/yami
Chapter 5
"That poor boy! He's practically a muggle, and yet he still had to fight off all of those Death Eaters!" Mrs. Weasley was in a tussle. "Albus was most certainly right to invite him and his friends here and to Hogwarts! They cannot possibly be expected to defend themselves! Oh! This place is filthy!" She exclaimed, pulling a cobweb out of the cupboard she had just opened. "What will they think?" She was in the kitchen of Number 12 Grimmauld Place, making a welcoming feast for the three boys that were coming that evening.
Ron rolled his eyes at his mother. "Mum! Don't worry, they'll be here any minute. Dad, and Professors Moody and Lupin will keep them safe. And for Merlin's sake, don't smother them when they get here! They won't judge us if it's dirty. It's not our house." Mrs. Weasley had been a nervous wreck all day, cleaning, baking, and snapping at anybody who got in her way. "Where's Kreacher anyways? I swear, that elf is completely useless…" Ron trailed off when he saw the look Hermione was giving him.
Luckily, Ron had avoided a SPEW lecture in favor of her defending his mother. "I think that it's sweet that your mother is trying so hard to make them feel welcome. They are coming all the way from Japan, after all." She nudged Ron's slouching form off of the table, and slid a place setting in his place. Mrs. Weasley gave her a thankful smile.
"I'm just saying." Ron said, his ears turning red at his mother and Hermione ganging up on him. Girls. "Besides, they must be super powerful for You-know-who to want them that badly. That Ryou guy couldn't have pulled his little monster friend from out of his…oops." His ears went even redder at his blunder.
"RONALD WEASLEY!" Mrs. Weasley bellowed, whipping around and brandishing her spatula in the air threateningly. "You kids have been eavesdropping again, haven't you?" Ron shook his head violently, but his mother wasn't convinced. "GINEVRA! FRED! GEORGE! GET DOWN HERE NOW!"
Hermione tried to back out of the door, but Fred and George were just coming in it, and they pushed her back into the kitchen. "Not this time, Hermione. You have to face her just like the rest of us!" Said George.
"Where's that Gryffindor courage?" Whispered Fred. Ginny sheepishly walked in through the other door.
When she saw the situation, she instantly realized why they were all in trouble. "Ron! You prat! Now look what you've done!"
"HOW MANY TIMES HAVE I TOLD YOU FIVE? YOU CANNOT JOIN THE ORDER UNTIL YOU ARE OUT OF SCHOOL!" She pulled out her wand, and bellowed: "Accio! Accio! Accio extendable ears! Accio!" Ears began flying at her from all sorts of unlikely places, from the ceiling tiles, underneath the stove, and the moldy drapes covering the windows in the dank kitchen.
"Mum! You can't!" Fred protested.
"We worked ages on them!" George finished, trying in vain to catch the ears flying out of his and his twin's clothing. "You can't take them!"
"I can and I will! You kids will be the death of me! Upstairs! Now!" When they didn't move, Mrs. Weasley waved her wand at the pots and pans sitting on the counter, which promptly chased them out the door. "Out!"
Grumbling, the five of them trudged up the stairs, and settled into Ron's room.
"I'm sorry I got all of your ears taken away…" He told Fred and George, looking at the floor. His face was burning a bright red, clashing horribly with his hair.
"No worries, dear little Ronnie-kins," Fred grinned.
"We've got a second stash charmed so that Mum can't summon them," George finished gleefully.
"You can cast an anti summoning charm?" Hermione asked doubtfully. "That's really advanced and complicated magic."
"Ah, my dear Hermione," Fred put his arm around her. "We're very complicated guys."
"You'd be surprised at what we can do." George came over and sat on her other side, but Hermione pushed them off and went to stand next to Ginny, who looked lost in thought.
"What else do you guys reckon that these guys powers can do?" She asked. They had 'overheard' the order talking about the attack, and how Ryou summoned a huge monster that wiped out 12 death eaters, but none of them believed that this was all that these boys could do.
None of them had any serious suggestions, but they had fun speculating some pretty ridiculous ideas for the next little while. Eventually Fred and George apparated to their rooms, muttering about taking inventory now that half of their stash had been confiscated by their mother.
With the loudest two of the group gone, the mood of the room changed dramatically.
Hermione sighed. "I wish that Harry and Ellie were here. They know the most about You-know-who," She said, "they might have some sort of idea what's going on with the three transfers, and what other kind of powers that they might have. I just hope that they're okay, Harry's never really handled dementors well…"
"Well, of course he hasn't," Ginny snapped in Harry's defense. "It's not as though he's had it easy…"
"All I'm saying is that they might be able to figure out what's going on, what we can't. And it's not as if we can ask the transfers what their powers are." Hermione was referring to the fact that Dumbledore had made them swear that they wouldn't ask about their powers.
"Yeah, I don't know what he's playing at!" Ron agreed. "If you-know-who gets hold of this 'power' then Harry will be in serious trouble! We have a right to know what he's up against!"
"Ronald, if anyone has a right to know then it's Harry." Ginny rolled her eyes.
CRACK! CRACK!
The twins had apparated in.
"Guys."
"They're here!"
"Must you two apparate EVERYWHERE?" Ron snapped, but rushed to the landing with everyone else.
Their mother's voice drifting up the stairs ruined everything for them. "You kids stay in your rooms for now!" She called, "You don't want to scare the poor boys off!"
"Fat chance," whispered the twins together. They began unraveling several extendable ears to go round. The five of them grinned at each other.
XXX
"Welcome to the Order of the Phoenix, boys." Moody repeated. "We're The Dark Lord's official resistance army."
"Oh, Arthur! You made it back safely!" A kindly woman with red hair embraced Mr. Weasley, who could only be her husband. "Oh, boys! You must be starving! Follow me dears, and we'll fix you right up! My name is Molly, Molly Weasley." She gave them all a warm smile, which couldn't help but calm their nerves, and they all smiled back. Mrs. Weasley turned and promptly walked into an assortment of long, flesh colored cords dangling from somewhere high above. They hastily began rising, but not before Mrs. Weasley could grab them. "RONALD! FRED! GEORGE! GINEVRA! HERMIONE! GET DOWN HERE NOW!" A collective sigh came from above as Mrs. Weasley wrestled all of the fleshy things away from whoever was holding them. "Honestly," she shook her head, then seemed to remember her guests. "Come along then, dears. Right this way."
Yugi, Malik, and Ryou all shared a confused look. Not even those possessed by ancient evil spirits could experience such extreme changes in personality so quickly. As they followed Mrs. Weasley, they could hear footsteps coming down the stairs behind them.
"Thank you, Mrs. Weasley," Yugi said to her politely, with his heavy accent. "We do very much appreciate what you're doing for us."
"It's no trouble dears," She smiled at him. "Now come along, boys. Dinner is getting cold."
Mrs. Weasley led them through a series of gloomy hallways, until they reached the kitchen, which was just as gloomy as the rest of the house, albeit a tiny bit cleaner. It was filled with a number of people sitting at a long table, talking and laughing.
They all stopped when the party walked in, though. Lots of faces, some friendly, some curious, and some suspicious inspected them.
"Ah, everyone's here! Good." Mr. Weasley walked to the front of the group, clapping his hands together. "These are the transfers Dumbledore told us about! Malik Ishtar, Yugi Muto, and Ryou Bakura." Ryou blushed as the attention of the room was switched to him. Mrs. Weasley ushered them forwards. "Come on boys, don't be shy! Have a seat, have a seat!"
As they settled in at the table, the door once again opened and in walked 5 people around their age, 4 of which had flaming red hair. Yami mentally smiled. -They must be Weasleys as well.-
"Whoa!"
"Cool hair!" Two boys, who had to be twins, exclaimed, pointing at Yugi, and doing a double take when their eyes reached Malik and Ryou. "Wait, you're not a Malfoy, are you?" One of them asked Ryou, referring to his pure white hair.
"Um, no? I don't think so…" He quietly answered.
"George! Don't be so rude to our guest! Of course he isn't a Malfoy!" Chastised his mother.
"I'm not George, I'm Fred!" He complained, taking a seat near the three boys.
"And I'm George! Merlin, you call yourself our mother!"
Mrs. Weasley sighed, exasperated, yet a twinkle of amusement colored her features. "Sorry, Fred."
"What about me? You think I like being mistaken with this ugly twat?" He demanded, clapping his identical brother on the back. The transfers were laughing, enjoying the tension and awkwardness fading.
"Sorry George." She rolled her eyes, and began passing plates round to everyone.
As the two girls, and the final redhead joined the table, the twins looked at each other and grinned. "Oh, we're only joking, Mum. I really am George." One of them said, and the room roared with laughter. Smiling, Yugi and the other transfers tucked in. The food was delicious.
-You know, I could grow to like this crowd!- Yugi said to Yami. -The food is delicious, and those twins remind me of Jounouchi and Honda.-
A whirlwind of introductions were thrown the transfer's way. The dirty house belonged to a very thin, haggard, yet still handsome man named Sirius, who was sitting and laughing next to Lupin. A small and squeaky man named Dedalus Diggle smiled at them, a smelly man next to him was introduced as Dung, another Weasley with an earring was named Bill, and a loud woman with bright pink hair laughed and shook their hands, telling them to call her Tonks.
The youngest five sitting around them then introduced themselves. The twins officially introduced themselves as Fred and George, but Yugi instantly forgot which was which (and didn't really believe them anyways). The pretty redheaded girl was named Ginny.
Then the final redhead turned to them, and smiled crookedly. "I'm Ron." He pointed a food laden fork at Yugi. "Is your hair natural, uh…" He trailed off , realizing he didn't know who was who.
Before Yugi could tell him his name, the bushy haired brunette interrupted him. "Honestly, Ronald! You can be so rude sometimes!" She shook her head exasperatedly. "My name is Hermione."
Yugi smiled at them. "Yes, it is natural. And it is a pleasure to meet you all." He tried to make his English as least accented as possible. "My name is Yugi Muto, and these are my friends-"
"I'm Malik Ishtar!" Malik said, with his Arabic accent. He grabbed everyone's hands and shook them hard, grinning widely. "And this is Ryou, Ryou Bakura."
"Hello," Ryou smiled pleasantly. He spoke in a perfect English accent. "It is nice to meet you all."
"You're the one who took down all of those death eaters then! Wow!" This time, Hermione didn't even try to reign in Ron's enthusiasm and tactlessness. Besides, she wanted to hear the story first hand just as much as he did.
But before the flabbergasted Ryou could respond, a phoenix feather with a note attached to it appeared and landed on Sirius' empty plate. The table went quiet, and they waited with bated breath to hear what note the Dumbledore had sent them said.
He let out a loud laugh that sounded vaguely like a bark. "Ladies and gentlemen! Can I have your attention please!" He called, standing up with a huge grin on his face. "I have just received good news." The table burst into excited whispers.
"All right, everyone, keep your knickers on," Called Fred. Everyone laughed, then shut up.
"Thank you Fred. The mission tomorrow night is a go! We're bringing Ellie and Harry home!" Everyone burst into loud cheering, the loudest of which were coming from Ron and Hermione.
Ryou, Malik and Yugi shared confused looks, while everyone began yelling happily to be heard over everyone else. Who were Harry and Ellie, and why did they have everybody so excited?
Then the adults began discussing who and what they needed to safely pick them up and bring them here. Why did they need such a big security detail?
Malik leaned in to the happily gushing Ron and Hermione. "Who are Ellie and Harry?" He asked. "And why do they need so much security?"
Ron grinned. "They're our best mates! Also, Harry is the Boy Who Lived!" He laughed. " You didn't think that you were you-know-who's first priority, did you?"
"The Boy Who Lived?" Ryou asked.
Hermione joined in. "Harry's been a target for years. You've heard the story of Voldemort's downfall 14 years ago?" They all nodded. "Well, it was Harry. Voldemort came after his family when he was just a baby. Nobody knows why. When he tried to kill Harry, the curse backfired and destroyed Voldemort. Harry's parents died trying to save him, which gave him a protection that even Voldemort couldn't take on."
They all sat stunned for a moment. Even Bakura, who had tuned in when the food was served, remained silent in Ryou's head.
"Wait," Ryou began. "Let me get this straight, he took Voldemort down when he was just a baby?"
Ron nodded, "Then the ministry rounded up most of his remaining followers. Harry became an instant legend. Imagine, a baby bringing down the guy who'd been terrifying the wizarding world for years!"
"So why isn't he here now? Isn't this supposed to be the safest place?" Malik asked.
"Yes, but he lives with his aunt and uncle. Muggles. Horrible ones," Hermione said with a shudder. "The protection from Harry's mother keeps him hidden, as long as he remains with a blood relative. Ellie just lives down the street. She's been Harry's friend ever since they were kids. So they'll be picking her up as well."
All three of the transfers were amazed. This magic was completely different from that of which they all wielded. They thought that they had the whole magic thing mastered, but it turns out that there was still so much to learn.
Mrs. Weasley appeared out of nowhere and clapped her hands on Fred and Ginny's shoulders. "Come on dears, bedtime. I want you all up bright and early so we can get an early start on cleaning the library tomorrow." She smiled at the transfers. "We don't like living in filth, the house elf here has been alone for years and doesn't know better." Hermione scowled, while the transfers were super confused, but didn't ask what a house elf was. "Between all of us, we might be able to finish it before Harry and Ellie arrive. I expect that they'll be exhausted, poor dears, they're in for a long trip. Alastor is worried that using another portkey in will be traced, so they have to take the old fashioned way in."
"What's the old fashioned way?" Malik asked eagerly. Yugi smiled. He had always had an interest for fancy methods of transportation.
Mrs. Weasley gave him a weird look. "Well, they'll be flying of course. Bed! Now!"
As they all began their trek up the stairs, Malik looked back at Hermione, his face looking slightly crestfallen. "They're just taking a plane here? I expected something, more… I don't know, magical?"
Hermione laughed. "No, Malik. They're not taking a plane." Yugi and Ryou stopped to listen. "They're taking flying broomsticks here."
Even the evil sprit's jaw hit the floor.
And there you go. Hope you liked it! Once again, I know that these chapters are short, but I've been tied up with so much grad stuff and I had a half written chapter that was just sitting there and killing me. Besides, next week is exam week, so I may or may not be able to post the next chapter. I guess it'll be a suprise? :)
Anyways, please review! Hugs and kisses!