Chapter Two of Behind Many Eyes
Disclaimer: 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. Random Person number three also owns Arina Arono.
Me: I'm sorry for not updating – but I had good reasons! I was mad at for deleting NPNA – posted again, by the way! So I didn't update. Yeah.
Oh. I finished the 6th book on the day it came out. It was good, ESPECIALLY compared to the 5th book (which was okay in comparison to the others. It was good, but, you know…). Um… yeah. So I'll try not to spoil anything, but I'm like, probably going to steal some of the plot. Later on in the story. Maybe. I don't know yet. (Julia: bullshit. it rocked.)
When it said "What About His Life?" Julia said: What about it? it's my liiiiiiife, it's now or neveeeeer... and Veena put: What about your mom? Both are commenting this time. Julia probably won't again.
"… And this is your room, Harry," said Mokuba as he opened the door to Harry's room and stepped back. (veena: ...and fell into a hole.) (Julia: i always want to say McKuba instead. like if he was scottish.)
Harry's eyes widened in awe. The room was large, with a huge bed, a nice chest for his clothes, and a wonderful view of the Kaiba's property. He grinned at his fellow Marauder. "Thanks a lot, Mokuba." (veena: why? he didn't do anything. except showing you the torture chamber.) (Julia: Harry: OMJEEZUS MCKUBA! SOO NICE! the bed is so BIG! McKuba: too big for you? we can fix that easily... Harry: ...oh, you tease!)
Mokuba grinned and waved a bye (julia: wtf is a BYE? you mean GOODBYE?) (Me: Yes, I mean goodbye.) as he went to his own room.
Harry sprawled himself onto his huge (Julia: but we can fix that) bed, staring up at the ceiling. He couldn't help but feel oddly detached from the world and its inhabitants – his peers, the professors at Hogwarts, even his Shadow Magic friends (Julia: are those like Dungeons and Dragons friends?) (Me: No, sweetie…). He felt oddly restless… as if he should be out there, fighting Voldemort even now. (veena: haha, i thought it said, "he felt oddly retarded..." i'm like, huh?) (Julia: gung-ho.)
Lying these for more than two hours, Harry contemplated the last six years and his life now. Hogwarts was his home, he couldn't leave that. And yet, here, in Domino – the minute he saw the small town, he felt oddly at rest, as if this was where he belonged… but – and he was sure it would happen – the minute he stepped onto Egyptian soil, he'd feel at ease there too… (veena: well maybe he's just an easygoing guy.)
And what about his friends? Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger – his best friends in the entire world. And what about his god-sister Marie Black, who was more commonly known as Marie Blackfelt to disguise her name? They may be no longer dating (Julia: WHAT THE FUCK!!!) (Me: Read the damn story, Julia.) (both thinking it best to revert to the family aspect rather than a romantic one), but he felt family ties to her. What about Mokuba Kaiba, the one person his age that understood Shadow Magic? What about Wendi Youkai, Luna Lovegood, and Neville Longbottom – three of the most faithful people he had ever met in his life? What about Ginny Weasley (who had arrived at the mansion earlier), the one girl who was constantly swimming into his thoughts lately (Julia: oo.)? What about Altáriël Daeron, the most loyal person who he had ever known, who had given her life to help him fight Voldemort? (veena: what about them?)
And what about his older (Julia: pedophile) friends? What about Yugi Motou, the one who he could turn to, and Yami the Pharaoh – the one who was taking on the role of a father? What about the one who looked after him like a mother, Ceribi Motou? What about Seto Kaiba, the man who become a silent guardian? What about Ryou Bakura, the one who saw good in him no matter what he did, and Bakura, the Thief King – he, who would risk everything to steal something that Harry would need, any weapon or anything? What of Malik Ishtar, the man who would die in the name of the Pharaoh and Prince Leo? What of Joey Wheeler and Arina Arono, the ones who would always try to keep Harry's spirits up no matter what? What about Hikari Daeron, the one who would and has mended Harry's injuries by moving them onto herself and giving him weapons to fight and defend with?
What about his goals? Harry's ultimate goal (Julia: SMART goal?) was, of course, to defeat Lord Voldemort – but what about meanwhile? Could he, Harry, return to Hogwarts, knowing full well that while he was there everyone – every student, every teacher – would be in danger? Would he be able to train himself and whoever else wanted training while under the watch of every teacher and ghosts in the school?
And then it hit him. (Julia: HOLY KEYBOARDS BATMAN.) (Me: Dammit, only I can steal Robin's holy phrases… oh, NOW I get it! but still. Only me. because I LOVE the 60's batman show. Adam West and Burt Ward – kickass.)
He bolted up and ran, as fast as he could, to Yugi Motou, the one who would listen to him no matter what. (veena: yes, you'd said that.) (Me: It's important. I make the point twice.)
"Was that Harry?" said Yugi curiously as a black-haired blur dashed past him. Suddenly, the blur turned around and nearly ran over Yugi in his haste. (Julia: Harry's a lamebutt.)
"Let's… talk…" Harry panted, hands on his knees. Yugi blinked but nodded.
"Of course." He started to walk to his rooms, when he turned back to Harry. "Why didn't you use your Shadow Magic to find me? Or just Disapparate?" Harry had learned to Apparate last year. (Julia: because he's a lamebutt!) (veena: but he can't do it legally yet, right?) (Me: Yeah he can. He's 17 already.)
Harry blinked. Of course, he hadn't thought of either of those two suggestions… He nearly groaned aloud.
Yugi took hold of his arms and Harry oddly at ease (Julia: ...) (Me: NOT like that.) as they passed through the Shadow Realm and into Yugi's bedroom.
"Now, what is it, Harry?"
Harry took a deep breath, and told him his idea.
"And, so, y'see Yugi, I thought I'd tell you, because you have a way with telling the others, and I really do think it's the best possible idea…"
Yugi had listened patiently to Harry's idea, and found himself increasingly interested. He stroked his chin. "I do think it sounds good… after all, Ryou and I have both declined teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts this year, and everyone else declined their jobs too, now that we decided to train you… No, I think it's an excellent idea. I'll tell the others at once."
Harry found himself grinning. "Thanks Yugi… I always knew I could count on you."
"Harry approached me with an idea today," Yugi told his friends later, when the Hogwarts students had departed to bed. "And I think you should listen to it."
"Continue," said Ceribi, sitting on the couch behind Ryou and playing with his hair. Hikari was half asleep, leaning on Seto, when she blinked herself awake to hear what he had to say.
"Well, Harry said that he was thinking about what he would do next in the war with Voldemort today when he thought of it," said Yugi. "He was thinking about how he would be endangering Hogwarts just as much as the previous years if he went back there. But in addition to that, it would be harder to train himself and whoever else wanted to be trained. So… what if we started a training school of our own right here?" The others blinked. "He said that he, Ron, Hermione and Mokuba could be heads of the houses Horakhti, Slifer, Ra and Obelisk respectively, each of them choosing the students that would be work with their house – it would match their personality, and the God's personality. He said that we could overlook everything and supply everything. The four of them would work together to train the few students, and soon we'd have a bit of an army here to fight Voldemort against. Don't you see? It's ingenious – not only will Harry be able to train his powers, but he'll be teaching the others how to fight. And we'd be teaching him, and all of them how to duel properly, so that when the time comes, they'll be able to!" (Julia: yeah but you'll need money to do that.) (Me: … it's called SETO-KAIBA'S-A-FREAKING-BILLIONAIRE.)
(veena: no offence to ron, but is he really at the same level? hermione too?) (Me: No.)
Hikari, now fully awake, sat up, and said, "I think it's brilliant." (veena: but you also like seto.) (Me: YAY!)
"'Course you would," said her cousin, rolling his eyes. "You love Harry." (veena: and seto.) (Me: YAY!)
Seto turned his full attention to her. "Oh really." (veena: ooh look, big man.) (Me: Huge, actually.)
She rolled her eyes. "I don't 'love' Harry – not like that, anyway. I just like Harry. He's a good kid, he really is." (veena: mhm. sure...)
Yugi snapped, and they paid attention to him. "Thank you. Anyway, is there anyone not in favor of this idea?" (veena: SNAPPED? what a bastard. i would throw something at him. and i'm not in favor of the idea.) (Me: Too bad. I had writers black for two months.)
There wasn't. (veena: yes there was.) (Me: I'm SORRY, okay. I'd dead on this story.)
It was settled. The Gods of Egypt – the new school – would open. (Julia: ten bucks what THEIR mascot is.)
Author's Note: Another million apologies, not only for not updating, but for the shortness factor. Writer's block (I know – "FOR TWO MONTHS?!??!?!") I'm sorry. I hope the other stories will make up for it. And, please, please, please, please, please give me back that 250 reviews I had on New Professors, now that I'm reposting it. Please. It meant a lot to me.