I'm glad everyone enjoyed the last chapter. It was a filler but an amusing filler.

I have attempted to give Hagrid an accent but since it's hard to do and I'm lazy I might only add the accent every so often.

Only warning for this chapter is Bakura and Ryou once again talking about sex.

Enjoy!


Chapter 4

It was dark and miserable when the Hogwarts Express finally pulled in at the station. Students climbed out of the carriages and shivered as the ice cold rain soaked them to the skin.

Harry led the others over to where he could just make out a giant standing. "Hello Hagrid!" he shouted so that he could be heard over the pouring rain.

"Hello Harry!" Hagrid said just as loud. "Are these the Japanese wizards?"

"Yes," Harry replied.

"Alright you lot you're to come with me an' the firs'-years. Come on now." Hagrid led the small group of first years that had gathered around him out of the station and off down a narrow path.

"Where do you think we're going?" Jou asked.

"No clue," was Yugi's reply.

They soon reached the lake and a cry of, "You must be joking!" was heard from most of their group.

Hagrid turned round to look at them. "Problem?" he asked.

"Yes!" Bakura shouted. "I am not going to row across that lake and be drowned!"

"You won't drown if you don't rock the boats," was Hagrid's reply.

Ryou leaned in close to Bakura and said, "We are not riding with Malik and Marik."

"Agreed."

Ryou and Bakura ended up in a boat with Seto. Yugi, Yami and Jou shared a boat while Malik and Marik shared one with a very unlucky first year. They set off across the lake, visibility greatly reduced by the torrential rain.

"If you look up ahead you can see Hogwarts," Hagrid told the students.

Most looked up in wonder at the great castle that was only just visible. Others (like Marik and Malik) were not as interested in looking at the castle. They were doing exactly what Ryou had predicted they would do and were rocking the boat.

Hagrid noticed this and shouted, "Stop that!" but it was too late.

The boat capsized and the three occupants were thrown into the freezing lake. Malik was the first to surface and put the boat the right way up. He climbed in and then helped Marik to get in as well.

"Good call Ryou," Bakura said as he watched the two blondes with amusement.

The first year boy's head appeared above the water and a large tentacle pushed him back into his boat before descending back into the black water. "That was cool!" they heard the boy cry.

They continued to row on with Hagrid keeping a closer eye on the Ishtar boat this time. They sailed under a low hanging piece of rock and through an ivy curtain to reach an underground harbour.

The students climbed out of their boats and followed Hagrid up a flight of steps to a great oak door. The giant man knocked and the door swung open. A stern faced witch was waiting to meet them. Hagrid left and the witch led them through the entrance hall to a small chamber.

"I'm starting to feel like a sheep being led around like this," Bakura said to Ryou.

Ryou laughed quietly and shivered. Bakura wanted to put his arms around him but that would be a little too obvious. They wanted to keep the fact that they were a couple a secret a little longer.

They weren't sure how their friends would react if they knew. Not that long ago Yami and Bakura had still been trying to kill each other and the only reason that Bakura hadn't been sent to the Shadow Realm was because Ryou had asked Yami to give Bakura a chance to change.

Bakura did change and Ryou had liked the new Bakura. He was Ryou's guardian: he protected and kept him company. Bakura soon decided that he liked what his change had done to Ryou. He liked the fact that Ryou was more talkative and would make sarcastic remarks. Ryou finally seemed alive.

In time they discovered that they loved each other. When they were together they were no longer alone. The other was the only person who had never left or betrayed them.

Ryou often wondered why he had asked Yami not to banish Bakura and he decided it was because he had loved Bakura from the beginning. He had never been conscious of the feeling – it had been buried deep down in his soul. But when Bakura changed those feelings became apparent to him.

Bakura was the same in some respects. He had been blinded by hatred and not noticed how much he was hurting Ryou. But when he fought Yami at Battle City he had a moment of clarity and realized what he was doing to his host. He had taken the blow to save Ryou as well as himself.

Once Yami and Bakura had buried the hatchet (sort of) they could have told everyone that they were together but by that time it had become a habit to hide the fact that they were together.

In the end it had become a game – how long will it take for them to notice us being a little too friendly. But now both Ryou and Bakura felt like the charade had gone on long enough. Hopefully this year would be the one that they finally told their secret.

Bakura slipped his hand into Ryou's and smiled at him. It wasn't much but at least they were sharing a little body heat. Ryou smiled his thanks and edged closer to the white haired spirit.

The witch in front of them began a speech that welcomed them to Hogwarts, explained that the students would be sorted into houses, talked about points and the House Cup. She told them to smarten themselves up and then made her way to where the Japanese students were standing.

She frowned when she arrived. "I was informed that there would only be six of you attending," she said, puzzled.

"Change of plan," Yami said tiredly.

"Very well," Professor McGonagall said. "You eight will come in behind the first years and Professor Dumbledore will announce your arrival to the school after the sorting."

The professor made her way back to the front and opened a door. She led the students back into the entrance and through a pair of double doors into the Great Hall. There were four tables and hundreds of students. Yugi and Yami received the most stares because of their unusual hair style.

"Wow," Yugi said as he looked up at the ceiling to avoid the stares.

It looked as if the ceiling wasn't there. A dark night with rain coming down in sheets was what could be seen instead of a ceiling. But there had to have been a ceiling or the water would have come down and soaked the poor students even more.

The first years were led to the front of the hall where the teachers were seated and where a stool with an old pointed hat was placed. Everyone was staring at the hat as if it was about to speak. Or in this case burst out into song.

"What are you all staring at? It's just a robot with a tape recorder inside," Seto said airily. Everyone ignored the CEO and listened to the hat's song.

When the hat had finished the first years were sorted. Yugi and Yami had developed a game where you tried to guess which house the students would be placed in. The final score was Yami: 6, Yugi: 5.

Now there were only eight people left for the students to stare at. But if they stared at these strange people for too long they would receive a murderous glare back.

The stool and hat was removed and Dumbledore stood up. "I am sure you are all wondering why there are still six – no eight – students yet to be sorted." Dumbledore winked at Ryou in a knowing way. "The truth is they are not students but they will be staying with us for the rest of the year. I expect you to treat them with as much respect as you would anyone else."

Dumbledore turned towards the eight and said, "Choose a table where you would like to sit."

Yugi was the first to spot Harry and the others and led his friends to sit with them at the Gryffindor table. When they were seated Dumbledore coughed to regain the students' attention and said, "Dig in."

The golden plates and goblets were suddenly filled with food of all different kinds. Mouths watered at the sight and stomachs rumbled urging them to follow the headmaster's advice and dig in.

Ryou turned to look at Bakura. He looked down for some reason. "What's wrong Bakura?"

"There's no rare steak," was Bakura's depressed reply.

"But there is rare steak," Hermione said, pointing at a piece of meat.

"If it was rare there would be blood," Bakura said simply.

People around him made a face. "What have I told you about mentioning things like that at the dinner table?" Ryou scolded.

"You said I couldn't talk about disembowelling, mummification, or vomiting. I didn't mention any of those!" Bakura said in his defence.

Ryou put his face in his hand and shook his head while others started eating with a much smaller appetite than they'd had before. Except for Jou and Ron – a little thing like disembowelment didn't bother them.

When everyone had finished eating Professor Dumbledore once again stood up and there was silence. He began with the normal school notices like forbidden objects and places that were out-of-bounds.

"It is also my painful duty," Dumbledore said, "to inform you that the inter-house Quidditch Cup will not take place this year."

This announcement brought shock and uproar from the students. Harry was staring at Dumbledore open mouthed and others were stunned into silence.

"What's Quidditch?" Malik asked Hermione.

"It's a wizard sport," she whispered back.

Malik and Marik exchanged glances and shrugged. "Must be really popular to get a reaction like this," Marik said quietly.

Dumbledore continued talking, explaining that Quidditch was cancelled because of the Triwizard Tournament. "That is why our eight guests are here. They have arrived early but the other schools will come at the end of October."

After explaining the history of the Tournament and the new rules the students were sent off to bed. Yugi and co. waited to find out where they were supposed to go. When the Hall was clear Professor McGonagall approached their table and led them to their new home away from home.

Up staircases they went, listening as the professor warned them about invisible steps and stared in wonder at the living portraits. They stopped before one such portrait of a wizened old man in blood red robes who raised an eyebrow at them. "Password?" he asked.

"Domino," replied Professor McGonagall.

The portrait swung open to reveal a cosy common room with a large fireplace, comfy chairs and sofa, a wooden table and stairs that led upwards. The boys wondered in and looked around with pleased smiles on their faces.

"Please make yourselves at home," Professor McGonagall said. "Your rooms are up those stairs and are labelled. I'm not sure how but Professor Dumbledore expected that more than six of you would show up and extra rooms were prepared. I bid you all goodnight."

When she had gone the boys headed up the stairs to find their rooms. It was late and after indulging in the great feast none of them felt like staying up.

When they reached their rooms they stopped. There were four rooms, each clearly conveying who was supposed to occupy them by the sign on the door written in green ink. Yami was with Yugi; Bakura was with Ryou; Malik was with Marik. The only one who didn't seem happy with the arrangements was Seto.

"Why do I have to sleep with the mutt?" he grumbled angrily.

"You'd rather share a room with someone else?" Yami questioned.

"Well no-"

"Then stop complaining." Yami ended his sentiments by following Yugi into their room.

The others entered their rooms, Seto and Jou complaining under their breath. Each room was practically the same. There was plenty of space, two large four-poster beds, bedside tables, and their luggage that had somehow appeared.

The only room that was slightly different was the Bakuras' room. Instead of being two beds there was just one king-size one. Bakura nodded in approval of this. "The old man did well," he said as he closed the door.

Ryou nodded but then turned to Bakura looking serious. "Bakura I think we need to set some ground rules," he told his other.

Bakura groaned. "Not this again," he complained.

"Bakura," Ryou reprimanded, "when we first got into a relationship I didn't think I needed to set rules but you proved me wrong. It's not fun being jumped the moment you come home from school and have homework to do."

"I don't exactly remember you complaining about it," Bakura said as he moved closer to Ryou.

"You didn't exactly give me much time to complain," Ryou muttered.

Bakura chuckled as he put his arms around Ryou's waist. "Alright, what rules did you have in mind?" he asked, giving in slightly.

"The normal no killing, maiming, sending to the Shadow Realm or in any other way hurting someone unless they attack you first."

"I expected as much," Bakura replied.

"Being tolerant of the others."

"As always," Bakura sighed.

"No sex all over the school."

"Define that last one."

Ryou sighed. "We can't do it in a place that we might get caught by anyone."

"Does that mean we can do it in empty classrooms as long as I lock the door and soundproof the walls?"

Ryou sighed again. "Yes Bakura. But not too often or the others will get suspicious. I want them to find out we're in a relationship, not that we…you know."

"Fuck like rabbits?"

"Yes Bakura, that," Ryou said defeated.

Bakura smirked and kissed Ryou's forehead. "Ryou? Can we have sex now?"

"No. The walls haven't been soundproofed and I'm too exhausted right now," was the tired answer.

"Fine," Bakura replied as he let go of Ryou and stripped down to his boxers.

Ryou also stripped while Bakura looked in Ryou's trunk for his pyjamas. When he found them he handed them to Ryou who quickly put them on. Ryou was the only one who wore pyjamas; Bakura preferred the freedom of being in his boxers. Plus he liked showing off his strong chest and biceps.

The two climbed into bed and cuddled together. "Sweet dreams Bakura."

"Sex dreams Ryou."

Ryou frowned and kicked Bakura's leg. Bakura grunted and tightened his grip on his lover. It didn't take them long to drift off to dreams of cuddling and killing Pharaohs.


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