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/Blah/ Yugi talking to Yami Yugi //Blah// Yami Yugi talking to Yugi
:Blah: Ryou talking to Yami Bakura ::Blah:: Yami Bakura talking to Ryou
*~*~*~*~*~*
:Wow! 'Kura, come out and look at this!:
Yami Bakura materialized in spirit form, as did Yami Yugi, at the exact same time.
The only other person who could see them besides their hikaris was Malik. He raised an eyebrow at them, and then turned his attention back to all of the shops, giving Yami Bakura an evil grin when he saw all kinds of joke shops and weapon shops.
Hagrid grinned at their amazement. Or what he thought was amazement. Yami Bakura was staring intently at a knife with a shining blade in a display case. Actually, he was practically drooling over it.
"That's what all of the Muggle-borns do," Hagrid chuckled, still mistaking the look on Yami Bakura's face. "We'll go to Gringotts first, it's the wizard bank. You can exchange yer money there."
They walked through the archway and it shrunk instantly back into solid wall. All kinds of shops were scattered on the sides. The nearest shop had a stack of cauldrons outside with a sign hanging over them; Cauldrons - All Sizes - Copper, Brass, Pewter, Silver - Self-Stirring - Collapsible.
A low soft hooting came from a dark shop with a sign saying Eeylops Owl Emporium - Tawny, Screech, Barn, Brown, and Snowy. There were barrels of slimy substances outside the Apothecary, and several boys had their noses pressed against a window with broomsticks in it.
"Wow," they heard one of them say, "the Firebolt's still the fastest broom in the world-"
There were shops selling robes, shops selling telescopes and strange silver instruments they had never seen before, windows stacked with barrels of bat spleens and eels' eyes, tottering piles of spell books, quills, and rolls of parchment, potion bottles, globes of the moon...
"Here we are," said Hagrid.
They had reached a snowy white building that towered over the other little shops. Standing beside its burnished bronze doors, wearing a uniform of scarlet and gold, was-
"That's a goblin," said Hagrid quietly as they walked up the white stone steps toward him. The goblin was about the same height as Yugi. He had a swarthy, clever face, a pointed beard and, they noticed, very long fingers and feet. He bowed as they walked inside. Now they were facing a second pair of doors, silver this time, with words engraved upon them:
Enter, stranger, but take heed
Of what awaits the sin of greed,
For those who take, but do not earn,
Must pay most dearly in their turn.
So it you seek beneath our floors
A treasure that was never yours,
Thief, you have been warned, beware
Of finding more than treasure there.
A pair of goblins bowed them through the silver doors and they were in a vast marble hall. About a hundred more goblins were sitting on high stools behind a long counter, scribbling in large ledgers, weighing coins in brass scales, examining precious stones through eyeglasses. There were too many doors to count leading off the hall, and yet more goblins were showing people in and out of these. Hagrid led them over to the counter.
"Er, we're here to exchange some money," he said. The goblin looked down at them. They all shoved Yugi forward first, him being the weakest, shortest, and.yeah, you get the point. He gave the goblin his money and it dumped all of it into a drawer. Then the goblin started counting a mass of gold, silver, and bronze coins and handed a pile over to Yugi. One by one the others did the same. A little while later, weighed down with wizard gold, they exited Gringotts. Malik was studying the coins carefully.
"Hey, how do we use these?" he asked.
"The gold ones are Galleons, the silver ones are Sickles, and the bronze ones are Knuts. Twenty-nine Knuts to a Sickle and seventeen Sickles to a Galleon," said Seto.
"How did you-"
"You didn't read the sign, did you?" Malik shook his head. "That's how," Seto replied, smirking.
Hagrid cleared his throat. "I think that it's best if we all split up, we'll get the supplies faster, an' I need to buy some more flesh-eatin' slug repellent for the school cabbages. Here," he pulled out some pieces of paper and handed it to them, "are some maps of Diagon Alley. Sorry, I've only got two, so that means that you can either split up into two groups or stay together as one." He looked at them. Malik, Ryou, and Yugi were standing together already, and Seto and Mokuba were standing together a good distance away. "Er, okay then. How about we meet back at the Leaky Cauldron in 2 hours?" Nods. "Good! Well, I'll see you in a little while, then!"
*~*~*~*~*~*
"Let's see, where should we go first?" Malik asked, scanning the map. "Ah hah! Let's go get our books first! We can get them at a place called Flourish and Blotts." Sometime later they stepped into a medium-sized bookshop.
"We need... The Standard Book of Spells, Grade 6 by Mir-" Yugi was cut off as an assistant snatched his booklist out of his hands. He read through it quickly and bustled off.
"Wait! We need three sets!" Ryou called desperately after him.
"Make that six," said a voice right behind them. They whirled around. There were three people standing behind them. A tall boy with red hair and a lot of freckles, a girl with bushy brown hair, and a skinny boy with messy black hair and glasses that framed jet green eyes.
"Sorry if we startled you," said the redhead. He was the one who had spoken earlier. He got a good look at them. "Wow! How did all of you get your hair like that? What spell did you use?"
"It's natural," all three of them replied at the same time. The boy continued to goggle at him.
::Stupid boy::
"Oh, Ron, you're so rude!" the girl had pushed him aside. "Hello, I'm Hermione Granger. This," she jabbed a finger at the redhead, who was still gawking at them, "is Ron Weasley. And this," she indicated the boy on her other side, "is Harry Potter." She had expected them to direct their attention to Harry, as everyone did, but they never did stare at the scar or ask any questions. Instead, they introduced themselves.
"I'm Yugi Motou."
"Ryou Bakura."
"Malik Ishtar."
"It's nice to meet you. I heard about a rumor that Hogwarts was accepting foreign students this year, you must be them, although I did think there were going to be more."
"Oh, there are more. We just split up to buy our supplies. Maybe you can meet them later," Yugi said.
"And you're all from Japan?"
"That's right. But Ryou here is used to England, and Malik is Egyptian," explained Yugi.
"But you haven't gotten any magical education before this?" asked Harry.
"Nope."
"And they're letting you skip to 6th year already?" asked Ron incredulously.
::What, so you think that we're dumb idiots?:: was the indignant response from Yami Bakura.
"Well, Dumbledore said that the teachers would help us catch up," said Yugi. "He thought that it would be better if we were with students the same age as us."
"You're going to have a lot of catching up to do, it's hard enough going at a regular pace. You'll have to go through six years of studying in one year!" Ron said.
::He's officially a moron.::
Just then, the assistant came back, staggering under the weight of 6 sets of books. They rushed to pay for them and walked out together.
"You know what, we still have to get the rest of our stuff, too," said Ron. "Do you want to join us? We can show you all kinds of stuff and tell you about the wizarding world."
"That'd be great!"
::Nooooo...::
:Oh be quiet, Bakura. We can learn a lot of stuff about their kind of magic.:
"I know, you guys can get your wands first! It's always exciting to see. Here, come this way," said Harry, turning left. They stopped outside a narrow and shabby shop. Peeling gold letters over the door read Ollivanders: Makers of Fine Wands since 382 B.C. A single wand lay on a faded purple cushion in the dusty window. "It's a bit creepy," Ron told them, as they walked inside. A tinkling bell rang somewhere in the depths of the shop as they stepped inside. It was a tiny place, with a spindly chair in the corner. An old man had just come from the back. His pale eyes slid over the newcomers.
::Dumb old man.::
"Ah, Mr. Potter! How nice to see you again. Holly and phoenix feather, eleven inches, am I not correct? It was one of the more unusual combinations. And Mr. Weasley, willow, unicorn tail-hair, fourteen inches? Putting it to good use? Now, what have we here? You'll be needing wands, am I not correct?" He rubbed his hands together in anticipation.
::Now he's acting weird.::
"I think I'll have you go first," Mr. Ollivander said, pointing at Yugi. He began to measure Yugi, from shoulder to finger, then wrist to elbow, shoulder to floor, knee to armpit and round his head. As he measured, he said, "Every Ollivander wand has a core of a powerful magical substance. We use unicorn hairs, phoenix tail feathers, and the heartstrings of dragons. No two Ollivander wands are the same, just as no two unicorns, dragons, or phoenixes are quite the same. And of course, you will never get such good results with another wizard's wand. Recently, I've found some old wands in the back of my shop. They contain different magical cores, ones that I've never used before. It must have been my great-great- great-great-grandfather's doing."
Yugi suddenly realized that the tape measure, which was measuring between his nostrils, was doing this on its own. Mr. Ollivander was flitting around the shelves, taking down boxes.
"That will do," he said, and the tape measure crumpled into a heap on the floor. "Right then, Mr. Motou. Try this one. Dogwood and phoenix feather, nine and a half inches, pliable." Yugi took it, looking confused.
"Well, give it a wave," said Mr. Ollivander.
Yugi, feeling very foolish, waved it in the air. Nothing happened. Mr. Ollivander snatched it out of his hands and immediately replaced it with another one.
"Beechwood and unicorn tail hair, nine and a quarter inches-" Yugi had just barely lifted it when Mr. Ollivander grabbed it and gave him another one.
"Rosewood, dragon heartstring, eleven and a half inches, springy." Nothing. He kept on trying, until there was a huge pile of tried wands at his feet. But Mr. Ollivander seemed even happier. He went once more into the depths of the shop.
He came back muttering under his breath. "I wonder... why not? Here's one of those that I just found." He held out a box that looked like it had been sitting in the shop since 382 B.C.
"Cherrywood, 12 inches, with a hair from a sphinx! Go on, try it." As Yugi lifted the wand, he felt a warm power rushing through his body. He lifted the wand up high, and brought it swishing down. Red and gold sparks flew out of the tip, lighting up the whole room. Harry, Ron, and Hermione gave cheers and clapped loudly.
But there was more.
Suddenly the Eye of Horus, the Millennium Symbol, appeared. Each of the seven Millennium Items also came out with a flurry of gold sparks and started circling it. Yami Bakura was forced to take over by some mysterious power. The Eye of Horus also appeared. Malik had one, too. The Millennium Ring went to hover in front of Yami Bakura, the Puzzle went to Yami Yugi, who had also been summoned, and the Millennium Rod flashed at Malik. After a few moments, they vanished.
Yugi, Ryou, and Malik exchanged glances. Nobody else had seemed to notice the strange reaction the wand had caused.
"Well, I'd say that that is the right wand for you, Mr. Motou," said Mr. Ollivander. He carefully wrapped the wand, and placed it back into its box. "Next, please?"
Ryou stepped forward. He, too, tried several wands before he was successful. It was made out of ebony, and had one unicorn tail hair. White and gold sparks flew out of the end and vanished when they hit him. Mr. Ollivander was very pleased.
::That guy is seriously whacked.::
Malik was next. He ended up with a wand made out of papyrus reed, containing a griffin's hair. They paid seven galleons each and exited the shop.
"Wow!" Ron exclaimed. "That was cool, getting to see people try out wands again. I still remember when I got my own wand. I'll never forget it, nearly burned his hair off with the wrong one!"
Hermione, though, was asking Ryou where they were going to stay, since it would be too much of a hassle to go back to Japan.
"Actually, were going to be staying at a wizarding inn. I think it's in a place called the Leaky Cauldron."
"Hey, that's where we're staying, too." Harry said. "We can go to King's Cross together!"
What he didn't mention was that he was only staying there because he had refused to stay at Grimmauld Place, the Headquarters to the Order of the Phoenix. It was just too painful to stay there at his godfather's house without Sirius there. He had met up with his friends after just a few weeks, and they had been staying at the Leaky Cauldron since then.
"We can go visit Fred and George now! They're my brothers," Ron explained to Yugi, Ryou, and Malik. "They started a joke shop not too long ago. It's called Weasley's Wizard Wheezes. We can get your stuff later. After all, we have the rest of the month to do it. And I need to stock up on Skiving Snackboxes."
::What in the world are those?::
*~*~*~*~*~*
When they returned to the Leaky Cauldron two hours later, Harry, Ron, and Hermione were pleasantly surprised to see Hagrid. They seemed to know him very well and were friends of his.
They dropped all of their shopping bags into vacant chairs and collapsed down into the chairs at Hagrid's table. For some odd reason Ryou had been delighted with the joke shop. This was puzzling because they had talked for quite some time while shopping for the rest of their supplies, and he seemed like the type of person who liked books, like Hermione. But when they had entered Weasley's Wizard Wheezes, Ryou and Malik had been fascinated with all of the things that had strange or nasty effects.
"Where're Seto and Mokuba?" Yugi asked. His yami had brought it up, and now that he thought about it, they hadn't seen either one of them since they split up quite a while ago.
"Came half an hour ago," Hagrid replied. "Said that he wanted to spend the rest of the month back in Japan, something to do with his company. You should have seen all the books that they bought. Nearly the whole bookshop!" He chuckled, then looked at his pocket watch. "Blimey, look at the time! I'd better get going now. Dumbledore wants me to report on how everything's going. I guess I'll see you all at Hogwarts, so take care until then!"
He took his cans of flesh eating slug repellent and strode out of the shop. The light was momentarily blocked by his huge form in the doorway, and then he was gone.
*~*~*~*~*~*
Once again, sorry about the descriptions from the book of Diagon Alley. If you have any comments or suggestions, please tell me in your review! Now, on to editing the next chapter!
Thank you, t.a.g.0! There were some very helpful comments that you put in for this chapter.
/Blah/ Yugi talking to Yami Yugi //Blah// Yami Yugi talking to Yugi
:Blah: Ryou talking to Yami Bakura ::Blah:: Yami Bakura talking to Ryou
*~*~*~*~*~*
:Wow! 'Kura, come out and look at this!:
Yami Bakura materialized in spirit form, as did Yami Yugi, at the exact same time.
The only other person who could see them besides their hikaris was Malik. He raised an eyebrow at them, and then turned his attention back to all of the shops, giving Yami Bakura an evil grin when he saw all kinds of joke shops and weapon shops.
Hagrid grinned at their amazement. Or what he thought was amazement. Yami Bakura was staring intently at a knife with a shining blade in a display case. Actually, he was practically drooling over it.
"That's what all of the Muggle-borns do," Hagrid chuckled, still mistaking the look on Yami Bakura's face. "We'll go to Gringotts first, it's the wizard bank. You can exchange yer money there."
They walked through the archway and it shrunk instantly back into solid wall. All kinds of shops were scattered on the sides. The nearest shop had a stack of cauldrons outside with a sign hanging over them; Cauldrons - All Sizes - Copper, Brass, Pewter, Silver - Self-Stirring - Collapsible.
A low soft hooting came from a dark shop with a sign saying Eeylops Owl Emporium - Tawny, Screech, Barn, Brown, and Snowy. There were barrels of slimy substances outside the Apothecary, and several boys had their noses pressed against a window with broomsticks in it.
"Wow," they heard one of them say, "the Firebolt's still the fastest broom in the world-"
There were shops selling robes, shops selling telescopes and strange silver instruments they had never seen before, windows stacked with barrels of bat spleens and eels' eyes, tottering piles of spell books, quills, and rolls of parchment, potion bottles, globes of the moon...
"Here we are," said Hagrid.
They had reached a snowy white building that towered over the other little shops. Standing beside its burnished bronze doors, wearing a uniform of scarlet and gold, was-
"That's a goblin," said Hagrid quietly as they walked up the white stone steps toward him. The goblin was about the same height as Yugi. He had a swarthy, clever face, a pointed beard and, they noticed, very long fingers and feet. He bowed as they walked inside. Now they were facing a second pair of doors, silver this time, with words engraved upon them:
Enter, stranger, but take heed
Of what awaits the sin of greed,
For those who take, but do not earn,
Must pay most dearly in their turn.
So it you seek beneath our floors
A treasure that was never yours,
Thief, you have been warned, beware
Of finding more than treasure there.
A pair of goblins bowed them through the silver doors and they were in a vast marble hall. About a hundred more goblins were sitting on high stools behind a long counter, scribbling in large ledgers, weighing coins in brass scales, examining precious stones through eyeglasses. There were too many doors to count leading off the hall, and yet more goblins were showing people in and out of these. Hagrid led them over to the counter.
"Er, we're here to exchange some money," he said. The goblin looked down at them. They all shoved Yugi forward first, him being the weakest, shortest, and.yeah, you get the point. He gave the goblin his money and it dumped all of it into a drawer. Then the goblin started counting a mass of gold, silver, and bronze coins and handed a pile over to Yugi. One by one the others did the same. A little while later, weighed down with wizard gold, they exited Gringotts. Malik was studying the coins carefully.
"Hey, how do we use these?" he asked.
"The gold ones are Galleons, the silver ones are Sickles, and the bronze ones are Knuts. Twenty-nine Knuts to a Sickle and seventeen Sickles to a Galleon," said Seto.
"How did you-"
"You didn't read the sign, did you?" Malik shook his head. "That's how," Seto replied, smirking.
Hagrid cleared his throat. "I think that it's best if we all split up, we'll get the supplies faster, an' I need to buy some more flesh-eatin' slug repellent for the school cabbages. Here," he pulled out some pieces of paper and handed it to them, "are some maps of Diagon Alley. Sorry, I've only got two, so that means that you can either split up into two groups or stay together as one." He looked at them. Malik, Ryou, and Yugi were standing together already, and Seto and Mokuba were standing together a good distance away. "Er, okay then. How about we meet back at the Leaky Cauldron in 2 hours?" Nods. "Good! Well, I'll see you in a little while, then!"
*~*~*~*~*~*
"Let's see, where should we go first?" Malik asked, scanning the map. "Ah hah! Let's go get our books first! We can get them at a place called Flourish and Blotts." Sometime later they stepped into a medium-sized bookshop.
"We need... The Standard Book of Spells, Grade 6 by Mir-" Yugi was cut off as an assistant snatched his booklist out of his hands. He read through it quickly and bustled off.
"Wait! We need three sets!" Ryou called desperately after him.
"Make that six," said a voice right behind them. They whirled around. There were three people standing behind them. A tall boy with red hair and a lot of freckles, a girl with bushy brown hair, and a skinny boy with messy black hair and glasses that framed jet green eyes.
"Sorry if we startled you," said the redhead. He was the one who had spoken earlier. He got a good look at them. "Wow! How did all of you get your hair like that? What spell did you use?"
"It's natural," all three of them replied at the same time. The boy continued to goggle at him.
::Stupid boy::
"Oh, Ron, you're so rude!" the girl had pushed him aside. "Hello, I'm Hermione Granger. This," she jabbed a finger at the redhead, who was still gawking at them, "is Ron Weasley. And this," she indicated the boy on her other side, "is Harry Potter." She had expected them to direct their attention to Harry, as everyone did, but they never did stare at the scar or ask any questions. Instead, they introduced themselves.
"I'm Yugi Motou."
"Ryou Bakura."
"Malik Ishtar."
"It's nice to meet you. I heard about a rumor that Hogwarts was accepting foreign students this year, you must be them, although I did think there were going to be more."
"Oh, there are more. We just split up to buy our supplies. Maybe you can meet them later," Yugi said.
"And you're all from Japan?"
"That's right. But Ryou here is used to England, and Malik is Egyptian," explained Yugi.
"But you haven't gotten any magical education before this?" asked Harry.
"Nope."
"And they're letting you skip to 6th year already?" asked Ron incredulously.
::What, so you think that we're dumb idiots?:: was the indignant response from Yami Bakura.
"Well, Dumbledore said that the teachers would help us catch up," said Yugi. "He thought that it would be better if we were with students the same age as us."
"You're going to have a lot of catching up to do, it's hard enough going at a regular pace. You'll have to go through six years of studying in one year!" Ron said.
::He's officially a moron.::
Just then, the assistant came back, staggering under the weight of 6 sets of books. They rushed to pay for them and walked out together.
"You know what, we still have to get the rest of our stuff, too," said Ron. "Do you want to join us? We can show you all kinds of stuff and tell you about the wizarding world."
"That'd be great!"
::Nooooo...::
:Oh be quiet, Bakura. We can learn a lot of stuff about their kind of magic.:
"I know, you guys can get your wands first! It's always exciting to see. Here, come this way," said Harry, turning left. They stopped outside a narrow and shabby shop. Peeling gold letters over the door read Ollivanders: Makers of Fine Wands since 382 B.C. A single wand lay on a faded purple cushion in the dusty window. "It's a bit creepy," Ron told them, as they walked inside. A tinkling bell rang somewhere in the depths of the shop as they stepped inside. It was a tiny place, with a spindly chair in the corner. An old man had just come from the back. His pale eyes slid over the newcomers.
::Dumb old man.::
"Ah, Mr. Potter! How nice to see you again. Holly and phoenix feather, eleven inches, am I not correct? It was one of the more unusual combinations. And Mr. Weasley, willow, unicorn tail-hair, fourteen inches? Putting it to good use? Now, what have we here? You'll be needing wands, am I not correct?" He rubbed his hands together in anticipation.
::Now he's acting weird.::
"I think I'll have you go first," Mr. Ollivander said, pointing at Yugi. He began to measure Yugi, from shoulder to finger, then wrist to elbow, shoulder to floor, knee to armpit and round his head. As he measured, he said, "Every Ollivander wand has a core of a powerful magical substance. We use unicorn hairs, phoenix tail feathers, and the heartstrings of dragons. No two Ollivander wands are the same, just as no two unicorns, dragons, or phoenixes are quite the same. And of course, you will never get such good results with another wizard's wand. Recently, I've found some old wands in the back of my shop. They contain different magical cores, ones that I've never used before. It must have been my great-great- great-great-grandfather's doing."
Yugi suddenly realized that the tape measure, which was measuring between his nostrils, was doing this on its own. Mr. Ollivander was flitting around the shelves, taking down boxes.
"That will do," he said, and the tape measure crumpled into a heap on the floor. "Right then, Mr. Motou. Try this one. Dogwood and phoenix feather, nine and a half inches, pliable." Yugi took it, looking confused.
"Well, give it a wave," said Mr. Ollivander.
Yugi, feeling very foolish, waved it in the air. Nothing happened. Mr. Ollivander snatched it out of his hands and immediately replaced it with another one.
"Beechwood and unicorn tail hair, nine and a quarter inches-" Yugi had just barely lifted it when Mr. Ollivander grabbed it and gave him another one.
"Rosewood, dragon heartstring, eleven and a half inches, springy." Nothing. He kept on trying, until there was a huge pile of tried wands at his feet. But Mr. Ollivander seemed even happier. He went once more into the depths of the shop.
He came back muttering under his breath. "I wonder... why not? Here's one of those that I just found." He held out a box that looked like it had been sitting in the shop since 382 B.C.
"Cherrywood, 12 inches, with a hair from a sphinx! Go on, try it." As Yugi lifted the wand, he felt a warm power rushing through his body. He lifted the wand up high, and brought it swishing down. Red and gold sparks flew out of the tip, lighting up the whole room. Harry, Ron, and Hermione gave cheers and clapped loudly.
But there was more.
Suddenly the Eye of Horus, the Millennium Symbol, appeared. Each of the seven Millennium Items also came out with a flurry of gold sparks and started circling it. Yami Bakura was forced to take over by some mysterious power. The Eye of Horus also appeared. Malik had one, too. The Millennium Ring went to hover in front of Yami Bakura, the Puzzle went to Yami Yugi, who had also been summoned, and the Millennium Rod flashed at Malik. After a few moments, they vanished.
Yugi, Ryou, and Malik exchanged glances. Nobody else had seemed to notice the strange reaction the wand had caused.
"Well, I'd say that that is the right wand for you, Mr. Motou," said Mr. Ollivander. He carefully wrapped the wand, and placed it back into its box. "Next, please?"
Ryou stepped forward. He, too, tried several wands before he was successful. It was made out of ebony, and had one unicorn tail hair. White and gold sparks flew out of the end and vanished when they hit him. Mr. Ollivander was very pleased.
::That guy is seriously whacked.::
Malik was next. He ended up with a wand made out of papyrus reed, containing a griffin's hair. They paid seven galleons each and exited the shop.
"Wow!" Ron exclaimed. "That was cool, getting to see people try out wands again. I still remember when I got my own wand. I'll never forget it, nearly burned his hair off with the wrong one!"
Hermione, though, was asking Ryou where they were going to stay, since it would be too much of a hassle to go back to Japan.
"Actually, were going to be staying at a wizarding inn. I think it's in a place called the Leaky Cauldron."
"Hey, that's where we're staying, too." Harry said. "We can go to King's Cross together!"
What he didn't mention was that he was only staying there because he had refused to stay at Grimmauld Place, the Headquarters to the Order of the Phoenix. It was just too painful to stay there at his godfather's house without Sirius there. He had met up with his friends after just a few weeks, and they had been staying at the Leaky Cauldron since then.
"We can go visit Fred and George now! They're my brothers," Ron explained to Yugi, Ryou, and Malik. "They started a joke shop not too long ago. It's called Weasley's Wizard Wheezes. We can get your stuff later. After all, we have the rest of the month to do it. And I need to stock up on Skiving Snackboxes."
::What in the world are those?::
*~*~*~*~*~*
When they returned to the Leaky Cauldron two hours later, Harry, Ron, and Hermione were pleasantly surprised to see Hagrid. They seemed to know him very well and were friends of his.
They dropped all of their shopping bags into vacant chairs and collapsed down into the chairs at Hagrid's table. For some odd reason Ryou had been delighted with the joke shop. This was puzzling because they had talked for quite some time while shopping for the rest of their supplies, and he seemed like the type of person who liked books, like Hermione. But when they had entered Weasley's Wizard Wheezes, Ryou and Malik had been fascinated with all of the things that had strange or nasty effects.
"Where're Seto and Mokuba?" Yugi asked. His yami had brought it up, and now that he thought about it, they hadn't seen either one of them since they split up quite a while ago.
"Came half an hour ago," Hagrid replied. "Said that he wanted to spend the rest of the month back in Japan, something to do with his company. You should have seen all the books that they bought. Nearly the whole bookshop!" He chuckled, then looked at his pocket watch. "Blimey, look at the time! I'd better get going now. Dumbledore wants me to report on how everything's going. I guess I'll see you all at Hogwarts, so take care until then!"
He took his cans of flesh eating slug repellent and strode out of the shop. The light was momentarily blocked by his huge form in the doorway, and then he was gone.
*~*~*~*~*~*
Once again, sorry about the descriptions from the book of Diagon Alley. If you have any comments or suggestions, please tell me in your review! Now, on to editing the next chapter!
Thank you, t.a.g.0! There were some very helpful comments that you put in for this chapter.