Chapter Sixteen of New Professors, New Adventures
Ceribi: -yawns- Let's get on with the story, shall we?
Me: But we need a disclaimer!
Mokuba: OOH! OOH! I KNOW! I KNOW!
Ceribi: -oblivious to Mokuba- Oh yeah… hmm… I wonder who we should pick…
Mokuba: -waving arms around frantically and jumping up and down- PICK ME! PICK ME!
Me: -evilly ignoring Mokuba- Hmm…
Mokuba: MEMEMEMEMEMEMEMEMEMEMEMEMEMEME!
Me: Hmm… I know!
Mokuba: -grins-
Me: JOEY!
Mokuba: WHAT! AFTER ALL OF MY SCREAMING AND JUMPING AROUND YOU PICK JOEY!
Me: -laughs- I was only joking. I was going to pick you anyway…
Mokuba: In addition to not owing YGO or HP or anything else copyrighted in this fic, Hikari and her alter-egos also don't own Marie Blackfelt or Wendi. Marie is owned by Random Person number three and Wendi is owned by Torina Archelda. Both have given her permission in using their OCs in this fic. Both also made up the age and the description, and Random Person number three also made up Marie Blackfelt's history (which will eventually be revealed). Random Person number three also owns Arina Arono. Hikari would also like to thank DMB and Yami-no-Yugi at www. false-memories .com because… well, that's how she found out about Mana back in the day…
Me: GO MANA YOU ARE THAT COOL!
Mokuba: --U… I often wonder how Seto fell in love with you…
Me: He needs more excitement in his life…
Seto: Not with you I don't!
Me: What's that's supposed to mean?
Seto: … Nothing, love… -tries to look innocent-
Me: -narrows eyes and walks away-
Joey: Quick thinking Seto…
Seto: Thanks, Joey…
Ceribi: -watching Seto and Joey- In case you were wondering about those two… well, Hikari likes it better when they aren't trying to kill each other and are friends… and when Joey puts on the Brooklyn accent just to fool people, but is actually smart…
Seto: That's thanks to Madyamisam. Now, in so many of Hikari's stories, Joey's smart and puts on the accent as a façade, and then we become friends…
Joey: Hey, it's a change from our usual interactions… but… I thought Hikari liked the Brooklyn accent…?
Seto: Are you kidding? She LOVES it… but anyway… shouldn't we get on with the chapter?
Mokuba: Oh yeah…
MOKUBA'S POV
It's great to see Joey, Hikari and Arina again. I was starting to miss them. Too bad the rest of the gang isn't here.
Well, us Marauders have to get ready for the ball. It's going to be SO much fun… hehehehe…
I was sitting in the dorm that Harry, Ron and the others share when Ron walked it.
"Hey, Sirree," he said, sighing. "Is Leo avoiding us again?" If Hikari had been here, she would have cheerfully added, "That sadistic bastard." (If it had been in the case of a girl, it would have been "That conniving bitch.") (an: Yes, I do actually say these. Haha, Russell! MAN I miss that kid!)
"He's not avoiding us, he's just…" I stopped. "Well… he's training, Ron…"
He looked confused. "Training?"
"What about training?" Convenient time for the others to poke their heads in. Marie, Wendi, Altáriël and Hermione (hey, this isn't fair, the girls outnumber us boys! Those conniving bitches!) stuck their heads in. This is where I am now.
"Hey, this is the boy's dorm, you know!" I say, indignant.
"Aw, cheer up Sirree," says Marie, walking in with the others and stretching. "But what about training?"
Oh dear… I'm not supposed to tell them about the yamis or their powers or anything… but… oh, I know.
"Well, you guys know all about the war against Voldemort et cetera, right?"
"Who doesn't?" says Wendi, sitting down.
"Well, the professors are training Leo because, well, you know, he's the one who has to finish him off, after all."
Comprehension dawned on the others. "That makes sense," says Hermione slowly. "Is that why he's with them more than with us?"
I nod. "Yeah, and Niisama told me about it, so that's how I know."
The others seem satisfied with my explanation. "Well," says Altáriël, "we'd probably better get ready."
The girls nod and left. I turn to Ron.
"Well, we should get ready too," I say.
"What are you going to be?" he asks, curious.
I grinned. "It's a long story, and you won't get it, but that's okay…"
"A couple of friends of mine had this thing that they had to do with their class in science class when they were younger," is how I began. "They were learning about density, and so they had to take an object, drop it in water, and see if it would sink or float. One of my friends had a doll that she brought to it (a Ken Barbie doll). She thought it was called Ken, when it was really Dmitri, from the movie Anastasia. To compensate, she called it Kenitrie."
Ron blinks as I grin. I didn't think he'd get it. "Um…" he says. "Whatever you say, mate…"
"What are you going as?"
"Well, my dad was listening to the Muggle news," he says brightly. "And Prince Harry – you know who he is, right." I nod. "Well, he went to this costume party dressed as a Nazi… whatever that is…"
"Ron!" I say, appalled. "You don't know who the Nazis were?"
"Um…"
"During a Muggle war – World War II – Britain, France, America, the Soviet Union, and the rest of the Allies were against Germany, Italy and Japan – the Axis Powers. The Germans that they were fighting were called the Nazis. This was a political group whose leader is the evil Adolf Hitler." While saying Hitler's name, I thought of an inside joke with Hikari… Rudolf Hitler… what was she smoking? Funny thing is she's completely drug free… "The Nazis were responsible for innumerable horrors, and did a lot of damage to England, which was why Prince Harry was in so much trouble when he dressed as one."
Ron blinks. He probably understood this as much as he understood my Kenitrie explanation. "Um, okay… well, I was going to go as that because I thought it was funny…"
I thought about it. "Actually, that's not a bad idea… I'll help you out there, Ron…"
This was going to be fun. Especially when I reveal my REAL costume…
HARRY'S POV
It was time to get ready.
I sat nervously, fidgeting on the couch. I hadn't seen my costume yet, and I was worried if Malik, Marik and Bakura had helped make it…
"BAKURA!"
I rest my case.
That infamous soul-stealer was running from his hikari. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! The so-called "scary" Bakura was running from Ryou! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
"What did he do?" I said, chuckling.
Ryou glared at his yami before turning to me. "The Ra-damned idiot was going to set fire to all of our costumes…"
"I only wanted to burn the Petty Thief's!" protested his darker half. Ryou turned his full glare on and Bakura hid behind me. I could see why he was scared. The normally gently Ryou Bakura had a hell of a temper.
I shook my head. "Where 're the others?"
Ryou shrugged. "They're around."
As if on cue, the rest of the professors walked in. Yugi seemed to be in an argument with his yami. Heh. That's a first.
"Yami, I TOLD you, NO!" said Yugi, storming off.
"But Aibou," protested his yami. "I…"
It was obviously useless.
"Give it up, Yami," said Kaiba, walking towards his room that he shared with the other men. "It's pointless to argue with your hikari."
At the mention the word "hikari," I thought of the infamous Hikari Daeron. After meeting Mokuba, we had mingled with the three.
I've got to admit, I really like them. Arina's really down-to-earth in contrast to the hyper Hikari and the easily provoked Joey. For knowing them a couple of hours, I feel like I've known them for years.
"Harry?" said Ceribi. I looked up. "Time to get ready, hun."
I grinned. Tonight was going to be a night to remember.
Harry stepped out of the room that he had been changing in and whistled.
Everyone was in their ancient outfits, all except Malik. He, Harry, was dressed as Prince Leo. He wore a sandy colored dress-like toga with a purple and gold belt. He wore a purple cape, sandals, lots of gold bracelets, and even gold earrings. Harry couldn't recall getting his ears pierced, but they were now.
Yugi wore the Pharaoh outfit, of course. Sandy dress-like robe-thing with belt, purple cape, Eye-of-Horus-crown, gold jewelry, sandals and the Millennium Puzzle.
Ryou was the Thief King Bakura – sandy skirt and head-cover, red robe, sandals – he even had the scar on his face.
Ceribi had the Protector outfit. Sandy dress with a blue cape. Joy. (Okay, for better description… it's the High Priestess Isis outfit, only with blue cape. There. Oh, and weapons. She had two daggers sheathed at her legs, on at the small of her back, and at her wrists. With a belt. Um… yeah.)
Seto had the High Priest Set outfit. Blue cape and skirt with a blue vest-like shirt over him, a blue headdress, and gold. Actually, they all had gold. And sandals.
Malik wore his Ghoul-leader outfit. Purple robe with the Eye of Horus on the top. Harry nearly jumped out of his skin when he tapped him on the shoulder. I guess he can be creepy, after all, said Harry.
"Ready to go then?" said Yugi cheerfully, already over whatever Yami had annoyed him about.
Harry grinned and nodded. "This will be fun," he proclaimed, marching out of the dormitory and going down to the Great Hall.
The doors were not yet opened. The professors had slipped away, to enter it already. Harry looked around and spotted a blonde wearing a toga. He rushed up to her and Marie turned, grinning.
"Harry!"
"You look nice!" exclaimed Harry to his girlfriend, who was the goddess Artemis. (Jazz, you can already use any of my characters, so there's no point telling you again.) He turned to the others and laughed. Hermione was wearing a heavy amount of white makeup and had her hair in two gigantic buns at the side. She was wearing a red and gold dress. "Queen Amidala," said Hermione promptly. "Star Wars Episode One." (I probably spelled her name wrong AND it probably hadn't come out then… no, I think it would have… hehehe… thanks to hypergirl15. You get to steal any of the characters from any of my fics and use it in one of yours – just tell me which one.)
"And I'm her daughter, Princess Leia," said the white-dressed Altáriël, nodding to her gown.
"I'm Prince Harry as a Nazi!" exclaimed Ron. Harry inspected his uniformed friend and shook his head.
"Good God, mate, do you know about that?" Ron nodded.
"I'm Kenitrie," said Mokuba. "Will I sink or float?" Harry nodded solemnly.
Wendi suddenly rushed towards them and stopped. She wore a red kimono (CLOTH FROM THE FIRE RAT!), with her silver hair down, and had small ears at the top of her head. Mokuba said, jokingly, "I want to touch your ears, Inuyasha!" (I don't own Inuyasha, either.) Wendi glared affectionately, and explained her costume.
"And I'm a prince from Egypt," said Harry. "Leo." Mokuba nodded, knowing what he meant.
"Oh, look at Potty and crew," sneered a familiar voice.
On cue, the seven of them said, "Eat dung, Malfoy."
Draco Malfoy came strolling a robe, with a silver mask on, top hat, and cane. Crabbe and Goyle walked lamely behind him, with sheets over their heads.
"The Ghost Pimp," muttered Mokuba. "Hey, Malfoy, I have a question," he added brightly. "Will I sink, or will I float?"
Malfoy looked confused, but before he could make a "witty" comeback, someone yelled something.
"Leave them alone, Malfoy!" came Justin Flinch-Fletchley's voice. A daisy popped in front of them and they realized that that was Justin. They both pulled out their wands when Professor McGonagal, in an outfit that was to represent Professor Dumbledore, came outside.
"We have decided the way you will enter," she said. "Seventh year, starting with Ravenclaw, Slytherin, Gryffindor, and then Hufflepuff, going to then sixth, fifth, and fourth years. Enter now."
They lined up in that way, and entered. They gasped at the decorations in the Great Hall, how it was illuminated. Girls clasped their date's arms and gasped as tiny fairies trickled down on them, tickling their faces. Professor Dumbledore, clad magnificently in an outfit so flamboyant (FLAMBOYANT!) that could only represent Yugi, stood up.
"Welcome to the second ball hosted at Hogwarts," he began. "As you see, each and every one of you has dressed up, including the teachers. You may notice come unfamiliar faces in the crowd, but take no notice, for they are here on permission. Now please welcome the Weird Sisters, who will play our music."
There was applause as the Weird Sisters were illuminated. "And now… I think they shall begin a song. Have fun." He sat down.
As the Weird Sisters struck up a song, Harry and friends went to the dance floor. Harry noticed that Ceribi and Ryou were there too – and let out a laugh. Guiding Marie to the floor, he looked around and noticed that Mokuba was saying, "Will I sink or will I float?" "Hi Mr. T!" "Sink" and "Swim" randomly to people not expecting it. Harry bit back another laugh as he twirled Marie.
Seto, meanwhile, was sulking. Yami walked up to him and said, "Yugi and I both think you should enjoy yourself while here."
Seto grunted.
"Be rational, Kaiba," Yami said tartly, tired of his rival's attitude.
"Yeah, Kaiba ya sleaze," said a familiar voice. (I put "sleeve" at first!)
"Joey!" said Yugi, taking over, and hugging his friend. Seto turned and almost laughed. Joey was dressed as… no, NOT a dog, a… LEPRECHAUN! (isn't that UNEXPECTED? A dog is too cliché.)
"Wheeler?" sputtered Seto. "What have you done?"
Joey smirked and showered him with leprechaun gold. He ran into the crowd, Yugi trailing after him, throwing gallons that would disappear in a couple of hours to random people. Everyone was laughing. Arina, dressed as Wingweaver, joined Joey.
"Lenny Bruce!"
"Langston Hughes!" Seto sang back on instinct. He paused and spun around. There was only one person in the world who he sang back to -- especially songs from the musical Rent. (The best musical/movie in the WORLD, may I add.)"Holy shit." Grinning, he grabbed onto her and hugged her tightly.
Hikari laughed, hugging him back. Kissing him briefly, she said, "What, thought that I would miss out on the fun?"
"You of all people?" retorted Seto, shaking his head. "Au contraire."
She grinned. "Come my Priest, let's dance – Bowie is my best friend, by the way. Oh, right, Mahaado's student has arrived." (an: Don't own Let's Dance by David Bowie or the man himself.)
Hikari was dressed as Mana, who was Priest Mahaado's student, and who became the Dark Magician Girl (her second favorite card). Mana was Hikari's ancestor, NOT her form from the past. Seto took her to where the others were, allowing a soft smile to grace his lips, and they danced.
Meanwhile, a certain black-haired kid was plotting a scheme to top all schemes…
After a couple of songs, he excused him and left.
As everyone sat down for dinner, the Great Hall doors flung open and who should enter but… Seto Kaiba?
Everyone looked from the Seto Kaiba, with his white trench coat billowing, who had just entered to Priest Set sitting down. Priest Set blinked, confused, and looked at Mana, who smiled mysteriously.
Priest Set stood up.
"I am Seto Kaiba," said the Seto Kaiba that just entered coolly. "And I don't like how everyone's staring at me, as if I'm a spectacle. I know that I'm better than everyone here, and hotter, but you don't need to stare, for Ra's sake."
Something clicked in Priest Seto Kaiba's mind. "MOKUBA!" he yelled. Mokuba, whose disguise had been spelled to go back to the Kenitrie after he was revealed, grinned impishly before he broke into a run. Seto dashed after him as they went outside,
"RUN, SIRREE, RUN!" shouted the Marauders.
Hikari jumped up. "What are you waiting for? C'mon Harry!" She and Harry ran out after them.
Joey and Arina shrugged, before running out to join them.
"Mine eyes deceiving me?" said Bakura, laughing. "What the hell are we waiting for?" He, Marik, Ceribi, Yugi, and the rest of the Marauders ran out too.
It had just clicked with the rest of the school. They all got up and ran outside, just in time to see Seto catching up to Mokuba. However, both of them tripped and flew ten feet forwards. The fell into the lake.
By the end of the night, everyone was frozen. Why? Well, let's just say they liked to swim too…
Author's note: We forgot to thank Veena, Jazz, Wendi, hypergirl15 and emotional-writer for their suggestions. You guys are now allowed to steal any character from any of my fics for ONE of yours (say, Joey's character from The Spirit That Inhabits Us All, or an OC, doesn't matter. If it's one that doesn't belong to us, ask the author!)… just let me know who you choose before you start. Oh, and we'd like to thank everyone else for their suggestions. And also thanks to Veena for the title inspiration. ("Everyone always says 'oh, let's waltz out of the room' or something. Well, I don't want to waltz.")