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To mark my centenary I'm going to try and write a lemon. It should be in the chapter after next since next is Bakura's birthday. I hope you all appreciate it.
Chapter 12
It was a few days after the champions had been named. The gang from Domino didn't know why but the atmosphere around Hogwarts had suddenly changed. There was a lot more negativity than before and it all seemed to be directed at Harry. For example, when they had all sat down for dinner Ron had not once talked or even so much as looked at Harry. Plus, the poor boy had been receiving some rather nasty glares from the people who had passed while they had been eating.
Later, Harry had explained the reasons behind this odd behaviour. The whole student population (except Gryffindor) were mad at him for putting his name in the Goblet of Fire, even though he claimed that he had not done it. Ron was mad at him because, according to Hermione, he was jealous about all the new attention Harry was getting. Once that was explained no-one cared anymore. Well, except for Yugi.
"We should at least help Harry and Ron become friends again," he tried to persuade the others.
"Yugi, we hardly know anything about them so how exactly are we going to help them?" queried Jou.
"We could…lock them in a broom cupboard so they have to talk to each other!"
"Are you trying to get them to be friends again or turn them into a couple?" asked Bakura, raising an eyebrow.
"What are you talking about?" asked Yami.
"Don't you remember Seven Minutes in Heaven?" Bakura said with a smirk.
Yami shivered at the horrible memory. "Let's not lock them in any cupboards, wardrobes or closets of any kind."
"Well what else are we going to do?" demanded Yugi.
"Nothing," said Ryou simply.
Yugi gave him a disappointed look. "You're against me too Ryou? You're not going to help patch up their friendship? You're willing to live with the guilt of knowing you could have helped them when they no longer want to even look at each other?"
"Yugi," Ryou said patiently, the shorter boy's guilt tactic not affecting him in the least, "if they are real best friends they'll be able to work it out on their own. Hermione's told me about the great adventures they've been on together. If they can stand by each other when one is accused of being a killer then I'm sure they can work this little spat out."
Yugi sighed in defeat. "Fine," he said as he leaned back into the sofa, pouting cutely.
Yami smiled and put his arm around the boy. "Don't worry Yugi. It'll all blow over by the end of the month."
Yugi sighed. "I hope so."
It was a few days later and Bakura had been told to report to a room where the other champions were meeting to 'have their wands weighed,' whatever that meant. He was only a few corridors from the place when he ran into Harry who was fuming.
Bakura whistled. "What's got you so riled up?" he asked.
"I hate the Slytherins," Harry spat as he continued to stamp his way down the corridor.
"I'd gathered that," Bakura said calmly. "But what have they done this time to make you turn into the murderous youth I see before me?"
"First they're extra evil to me, then they make these stupid badges that insult me, then their head – Snape – insults Hermione and is completely unfair towards me and Ron, who still won't talk to me!"
"No wonder you're pissed off."
They walked in silence for about a minute before an idea came to Harry. "You and your friends like to kill people don't you?"
"Well me and the Ishtars don't mind getting our hands a bit bloody but the others aren't exactly happy about us going around killing people."
"Would you kill Snape for me? And maybe give Malfoy another scare to keep him far away from me?"
Bakura sucked in his breath. "I could – but it'll cost you. If it was some outsider I wouldn't mind but since he's in school the others would probably find out that I did it eventually so you'll have to offer me something really valuable if you want the job doing. I am not having Ryou refuse sex for nothing."
Bakura stopped and bit his lip when he replayed that last sentence in his head. Harry also stopped and stared at him. "Did you just say what I thought you said?"
"I don't know, what do you think I just said?"
"That you and Ryou are having sex together."
"That's more or less what I just said. Damn, why couldn't you be some old codger that can't hear a rocket launch when you're standing right next to it?"
"But isn't Ryou like your brother or something?"
Bakura laughed at that. "He's not my brother. I may be sadistic and psychopathic but I'm not overly keen on incest."
"Do the others know about this?"
"No, and I'd be grateful if you didn't tell them. By grateful I mean I won't cut out your tongue and feed it to the dogs to stop you telling."
"I doubt such a topic will come up in conversation," Harry reassured, hoping to keep his tongue and not doubting that Bakura really would cut it out.
"I'm glad we understand each other," Bakura said before taking a few paces forward and entering the door on his left.
Inside said room were the other champions and a few adults. Bakura went over to stand by the wall, observing the rest of the room's occupants. He noticed that when Harry came in he was attacked (not literally) by the strange sport judge (Bagman) and this other insect like woman that reminded him of Weevil. As soon as said woman got her claws (they really were almost like claws) on Harry she dragged him away into a small broom cupboard.
Bakura turned his head to the side to speak to the other Hogwarts champion and the girl he was talking to. "I didn't know Harry liked older women," he said casually.
They both gave him odd looks. "What are you talking about?" asked the boy.
Bakura motioned towards the cupboard. "Harry just went in there with this creepy woman." He smirked evilly. "I wonder what they could be doing together alone in that small, tight, dark space."
The boy blushed but the girl looked at him blankly. "What are you zalking about?" the girl asked.
"Trust me Fleur, you don't want to know," the boy told her.
Just then professor Dumbledore walked in along with the other judges. He counted the champions and frowned when he noticed one was missing. Bakura kindly jerked his head towards the door to indicate where Harry was. The headmaster smiled gratefully and went to look in the cupboard.
Harry came out of the cupboard looking frustrated and went to stand next to Bakura. The yami smirked and asked, "Was she not that good?"
Harry frowned in puzzlement. Then he turned, saw Bakura's evil grin and realized what he was talking about. "Do you have to turn everything into an innuendo?" he asked tiredly.
"Of course," Bakura replied, still grinning.
They both turned to look as Professor Dumbledore cleared his throat. "The Weighing of the Wands is about to begin. Could I ask for silence while Mr Ollivander inspects each champion's wand?"
One by one each of the champions handed their wands to Ollivander who checked that each wand was in sufficient working order. The first four champions all had their wands approved but when it was Bakura's turn they reached a problem. Bakura didn't have a wand. He told them that his tool for using magic was the Millennium Ring but they could not check that it was working correctly because no-one apart from Bakura had seen anything like it before.
"Why was zis boy invited to the Tournament in zee first place?" asked Madame Maxime. "'E is not a proper wizard. 'E does not 'ave a wand."
"Because my dear," Dumbledore answered kindly, "Mr Bakura and his friends' magic was only recently discovered and it was decided that they should be introduced to the wizarding world since they also have magic and could teach us all much about how it can be used."
"You zink 'e is capable of completing all zee challenges?" Madame Maxime asked before turning to Bakura. "And 'ow are you going to complete zee first zask?"
"I haven't really thought about it," Bakura said, shrugging his shoulders. "I'd like to have my birthday before I start thinking about that."
"And how old are you going to be Mr Bakura?" asked Dumbledore, a hidden twinkle shinning in his eyes.
"Well, depends on how and when you're counting from. If you're going to start with how old I was when I was alive then that's about nineteen years. Then I spent a few thousand years in the Ring. Then it was about two years ago that Ryou released me. If you add all that up I'll be something like 5021 this year."
Madame Maxime laughed uncertainly. "Very funny, now zell us 'ow old you really are."
"I just told you," Bakura said with a slight growl. "I'm 5021."
There was silence as everyone gave someone else an uneasy look. Dumbledore smiled and clapped his hands together. "Well now that that's sorted why don't we have the photos taken?"
A little man with a camera hurried forward and started positioning people around a table covered by velvet. First the photos of the champions and judges were taken, then the champions together and then individual photographs. The camera man had kept putting Fleur at the front for the group pictures but the bug woman had wanted Harry and Bakura to be the focus.
When the camera ran out of film they were told to head to the Great Hall since it would soon be time for lunch. Bakura and Harry gladly made their way out of the classroom, hoping to escape before the bug woman captured them and forced them to give her an interview or worse.
They reached the Great Hall and found that the usual gang were already there. Only, there seemed to be a few people missing. "Where's Ron and Hermione?" asked Yugi as they sat down at the table.
"You know Ron refuses to sit with me now and Hermione is probably still in the hospital wing," Harry said bitterly.
"The hospital wing? Why would she be there?" asked Jou, concerned.
"Malfoy and I got into a fight and his spell hit her and made her front teeth grow. They were past her chin the last time I saw her."
"Poor Hermione," said Ryou sadly.
"And then that bastard Snape said that he couldn't see any difference!" Harry fumed.
"So that's why you asked me to kill Snape!" Bakura said, realization dawning upon him. There was silence as Bakura replayed that in his mind. "I really shouldn't have said that," he said in a lower voice, his head quickly going down as he continued eating his meal.
Ryou coughed to clear his throat. "So...did anyone do anything interesting today?"
"I (with my great and superior intellect) have worked out how to make the Duel Disk work here at Hogwarts," Seto said proudly.
"Harry got attacked by a bug woman and dragged into a closet," said Bakura, smirking from under his bangs.
"Malik and I had sex," declared Marik.
Malik whacked Marik over the head. "Idiot! You're not supposed to tell the whole world about our private lives!"
Marik looked confused. "But they're not the whole world; they're our friends and they know that we go at it like rabbits."
"That doesn't mean you have to go on and on about it!"
"Wait a minute," Jou interrupted. "I thought you told Marik that he wouldn't be getting any for a week after he smooched that blond prick?"
Malik turned and glared at Marik. "You're right; I did," he said dangerously.
Marik laughed nervously before jumping to his feet and fleeing from the Great Hall, Malik right behind him.
"Well that was interesting," Bakura said conversationally.
"I'm surprised none of us need therapy after hanging around with those two," Yami said, staring wearily in the direction the Ishtars had left in.
"But we do need therapy Pharaoh, we're just too cheap to pay for it," Bakura said brightly.
Ryou sighed and turned to Harry. "I'm sorry you had to see all of that madness."
"It's alright," said Harry. "I'm used to odd things happening. At least this is odd and not life threatening like the things that usually get thrown my way."
"Just don't get any of them mad or you will have your life threatened," Yugi said brightly.
"Thanks…I'll remember that," Harry said before quickly getting up and leaving the table of psychos.
"Shall we take our leave too?" asked Seto. "We've all finished eating and this place is starting to bore me."
"Am I boring you too?" asked Jou, giving Seto the puppy dog eyes.
"Yes," said Seto, unfazed by the eyes. He leaned forward and pecked Jou's cheek before whispering, "But when we get upstairs you won't be boring at all."
Jou laughed nervously but grinned none the less. He took Seto's hand and waved goodbye to the others before heading off for some alone time with his boyfriend.
Yami also took hold of his boyfriend's hand and headed up to the Common Room, leaving Ryou and Bakura to decide what they were going to do until dinner.
"Do you want to go to the library and have a look to try and guess what you'll be up against in the Tournament?" asked Ryou.
Bakura shrugged. "I'm not bothered but we can if you want to."
"Are you not going to prepare at all for the First Task?" Ryou asked as they ascended the stairs.
"Not really," Bakura replied. "I've no idea what I'm up against so I don't think you're supposed to prepare."
"But you haven't got a wand like the others – how are you going to do the magic required for the task if-"
"Ryou calm down! You're making it into a bigger deal than it needs to be. Trust me, when the time comes I'll overcome whatever it is that I'm put up against." Bakura stopped and turned Ryou so that they could look each other right in the eye. "Trust me," Bakura whispered.
"I trust you," Ryou whispered before he leaned in and kissed his lover.
They pulled apart and Bakura smiled as he stroked Ryou's pretty face. "Good boy. Now, since we no longer need to visit the library, let's go find us a nice deserted classroom where we can…talk."
Ryou giggled. "It's never your head that does the thinking is it."
Bakura chuckled and leaned in close. "I think it is," he whispered as he rubbed their crotches together.
"You're so dirty," Ryou said before giving up his resistance and placing kisses along Bakura's neck.
Bakura moaned in pleasure. "We're really going to need an empty classroom now."
Sorry to those who wanted someone else to be in the tournament but I had Bakura in mind as being the chosen one from the beginning and had already got some little scenes of him in the tasks in my head so there was no way I'd change it.
I could have chosen Ryou but I don't think that any of the hikaris (except maybe Malik) are really that good at harnessing the power of their Millennium Items. Plus I don't know if he'd have the physical capability to go all the way.
Yami would probably be the Goblet's second choice since he always wins and is really smart and all. Unfortunately I'm not really good at writing his character and tend to be really mean to him by having the others pull pranks on him and stuff. I think my subconscious has a thing against him for always defeating Bakura. Then there's the physical thing again. As pharaoh all Yami did was sit on his throne and give orders while Bakura (as the King of Thieves) had to dodge traps and carry heavy loads.
Oh, and there was only ever going to be one person from Domino competing because it would have to be called the SIXwizard Tournament otherwise.
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