Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh or Harry Potter; they're owned by the people who own Yu-Gi-Oh and J.K. Rowling.
Postscript: Now, I know there's tons of these crossovers, but what the heck, I'm joining. Only difference: I have never seen Yu-Gi-Oh! Ack! So pardon moi if the charries are OOC, but you can't blame me. I also have permission from Skyla Doragono to use some of the stuff in her fanfic.
~Chapter 1: The Letters~
Beep! Beep! Beep!
"Damned alarm clock," muttered Yugi, lazily stretching out a hand and slamming it off. "Yami, remind me to smash that thing." "Hah," Yami Yugi was sitting on the floor, watching his hikari fight the battle of waking up in the morning. "By the way, you got a funny letter." Yugi sat upright and almost fell off the bed. "Lemme see!" Yami Yugi handed him a thick envelope made of yellowish parchment paper. "If this is one of Malik's jokes remind me to strangle him." Yugi turned the envelope over. "It was delivered by an owl that flew smack into the window," Yami said nonchalantly. Yugi sweatdropped. "An…owl?" Yugi stared at the address. "You've got to be kidding me."
Mr. Y. Mutou
The Bedroom next to the Stairs
Kame Game Shop
Domino City
Japan
"That's…freaky." Even Yami was unnerved by the exactness of the address. "I knew Malik was a prankster but having this letter delivered by owl and the address…talk about lousy postage system." "Open it already," Yami was on the verge of hitting the ceiling. Sweatdropping Yugi opened the letter, fumbling with "the stupid goddamn wax seal".
HOGWARTS SCHOOL
of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY
Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore
(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock,
Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. Of Wizards)
Dear Mr. Mutou,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.
Term begins on September 1. We await your owl by no later than July 31.
Yours sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall,
Deputy Headmistress
PS: We are aware that you are older than the standard age for first years, but you will have to start out at year one anyway. We apologize in advance.
"Uhh…" Yami sweatdropped. "If this nitwit means me being five thousand years plus…" "More like me," Yugi poked his other self. "Most English people go to school at eleven, I'm like…wha? Fourteen?" "Wait, there's more." Yami poked the letter. "Oh yeah, Yugi – you're going to be fourteen, you're still thirteen now, aibou."
HOGWARTS SCHOOL
of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY
UNIFORM
First-year students will require:
1. Three sets of plain work robes (black)
2. One plain pointed hat (black) for day wear
3. One pair of protective gloves (dragon hide or similar)
4. One winter cloak (black, silver fastenings)
Please note that all pupils' clothes should carry name tags
COURSE BOOKS
All students should have a copy of each of the following:
*The Standard Book of Spells (Grade 1)
by Miranda Goshawk
*A History of Magic by Bathilda Bagshot
*Magical Theory by Adalbert Waffling
*A Beginners' Guide to Transfiguration by Emeric Switch
*One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi
by Phyllida Spore
*Magical Drafts and Potions by Arsenius Jigger
*Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them
by Newt Scamander
*The Dark Forces: A Guide to Self-Protection
by Quentin Trimble
OTHER EQUIPMENT
1 wand
1 cauldron (pewter, standard size 2)
1 set glass or crystal phials
1 telescope
1 set brass scales
Students may also bring an owl OR a cat OR a toad
PARENTS ARE REMINDED THAT FIRST YEARS ARE NOT ALLOWED THEIR OWN BROOMSTICKS
"Yami…I doubt Malik could do all this." Yugi gave him the "deer-in-the-headlights" look. "Wouldn't hurt to ask. He's in the bedroom next door." Yami opened the door.
Malik Ishtar was living with Yugi and his grandpa ever since his sister and Rishid were banished by his evil (waaaaaay evil) half, Marik. Yami put a finger to his lips and opened the door. Yugi let out a suppressed groan. If Yami caught Malik asleep he'd definitely devise an unpleasant wake-up call.
Fortunately for Yami (not Malik, though) the sandy-blonde Egyptian was still fast asleep. Yami snuck in, and ignoring Yugi's warning glares, he jumped onto Malik's bed. His response: A string of very loud Egyptian curses and a violent shove, causing him to land on his posterior smack on the floor. He turned his head and found himself staring at a pair of angry lavender eyes. "Yami! What the hell was that for?!" he hollered in Egyptian. Yugi may not have understood it but he was positive Malik was not pleased. "You nearly killed me!" "What part did he land on?" Yugi asked dully. "My stomach!" snapped Malik, this time in Japanese. Yugi's eyes got wider. "That's dangerous!" "Sorry, Mali – oof!" In retaliation Malik had thrown one of his pillows in Yami's face.
Crack.
Everybody jumped. Yugi pointed to the window. "What the heck is that?" Malik and Yami looked up. An owl. "What in Ra's name…?" Malik clambered out of bed and opened the window. The owl was disgruntled; it had just flown full-force into a closed window. Malik detached the letter from its and sat down on the floor with Yami and Yugi. "I got that too this morning!" Yugi exclaimed. Malik stared at the address, appalled.
Mr. M. Ishtar
The Guest Bedroom
Kame Game Shop
Domino City
Japan
"Um, I've heard of writing the exact address of the person you've sending too, but this is a little too accurate," Malik turned it over, gingerly peeling off the wax seal. "Hey, I got one of those too!" Yugi squeaked, climbing on top of Malik's bed. "Har," the Egyptian snorted. "And I thought your yami was playing tricks again." Yugi giggled. "Yeah," he teased. "He's becoming as bad as Marik." As soon as the name left his mouth Yugi knew he'd slipped. Malik's expression stiffened. "Don't – say – his – name!" Malik hissed. Malik's yami, Marik, had dragged Rishid and his sister Isis into the Shadow Realm with him when Yami defeated him. It was traumatizing for Malik.
"How the heck are we going to get all this stuff?" Malik looked at the list. "I dunno," Yugi and Yami pondered over the list. "Pewter cauldrons…wands…" "Ehh, I'll leave you two to mull it over. I'm going to go take a shower before your Grandpa eats up all the hot water."
"I – hate – cold – showers." Yugi stomped down the stairs. Malik looked up. "Er…don't look at me, by the time I got to it the water was already freezing cold." His sandy-hair was still damp. Yugi was shivering. "How do you manage to bathe and not scream your head off?" he asked, sitting down. "You try dunking in the Nile in the dead of winter and see whether it's cold or not," the blonde snapped. "Take my word for it," Yami said, about to sit on a chair. "It's colder than your shower. Oof!" Yami fell through the chair onto the floor. Malik stood and peered over the table. Yugi cocked an eyebrow.
Smack.
Yami fell through the chair again and Yugi almost upset his milk. "What now?" Malik muttered and almost choked on his toast. "Another Ra-damned owl!" he snarled, pushing up the window and taking the parchment from its beak. "Uhh, Yugi, it's for you." Yugi set his milk down carefully as Malik handed him the parchment after he had shooed the owl away. "Dear Mr Y. Mutou, please ensure you bring both sides of you to the school and your Sennen items as well." Malik choked again. "Who's it from?" he asked. "Albus Dumbledore," Yugi replied. Malik let out an indignant snort and read his letter again. " 'We await your owl by no later than July 31.' What kind of crackpot joke is this?" he asked. "And where in Japan are we going to get an owl?" Yugi looked at his translucent other half. Yami shrugged. "Poach one from the zoo?" "Stop your corny jokes," Malik hissed in Egyptian so that only Yami understood. Yugi frowned. He had to learn the language one of these days. Yugi turned when he heard incessant and rather loud hammering at the front door. "I'll get it, Grandpa!" he squeaked, shooting off his chair. Yami and Malik frowned at his behaviour.
"About time! Now where's that stupid Gravekeeper?"
"H-hi, Bakura," Yugi stammered, gazing up at the furious Tomb Robber. Ryou stood well back just in case his yami's temper blew over. "Malik Ishtar!" Bakura yelled. "Yes?" Malik kept his tone passive. "Did you send this stupid thing?" Bakura threw the same letter that Yugi and him had got this morning. Ryou stomped on Bakura's foot. "I got the letter," the albino said, as Malik fondly called him, "let me talk." Bakura was too busy hopping on his good foot cursing vividly to argue. "What?" Malik asked, not bothering to hide the annoyance in his voice. Ryou was just about to ask when something hit him in the back of the head. "Ryou! Get Bakura here!!" yelled a stern, commanding voice. Yugi, Yami, Ryou and Malik winced. Seto Kaiba. Malik mentally stuck his tongue out at Seto. Bakura snarled. "What, Priest?" "Did you send me this crock?" Seto waggled a finger at the letter that had hit Ryou. "No!" Ryou answered for his yami. "We got one too – and then Bakura suggested we go ask Malik." Seto rounded on Malik. "Well?" he questioned. "Give me a break," the blonde said calmly. "I have one too."
(Author's Notes: Oops, I must mention: [ ] = yami to hikari, { } = hikari to yami.)
Seto made a funny noise in his throat. Malik, sensing an eruption, nudged Yugi to "do something quick". Yugi intervened just before Seto exploded. "Erm, shouldn't we reply them anyway?" Everyone stared at Yugi. Bakura found his tongue first. "Suuuure…how the hell are we going to get a ruddy owl?" Yugi sweatdropped. "Ask Seto, he's the one with all the money," Malik pointed out. Everyone cast their gazes on Seto. "Blah…alright."
Author's Ending Notes: Hey, how was the fic? Enjoy, and if you wish to flame, please, do it properly, not full of cussing and telling me "all the characters behaviour is wrong you should go die" crap, k? If you neglected to read the postscript above, I have already said that I have not watched a single episode of Yu-Gi-Oh, therefore I do not know how the characters really act. Domo arigatou.