Mokuba didn't know whether England felt like home or a very long vacation. Either way, it was nice to be back, though he will miss Japan for the next few months.

He and his brother were once again staying in the Leaky Cauldron until school started, but they visited the Weasleys often. And with company, as Rebecca was still staying with them. Mokuba had heard his brother more then once mutter about just buying a house in England, and Mokuba didn't know how he felt about that.

Mrs. Weasley was still Mrs. Weasley. Thankfully, she seemed to have forgiven the brothers for the Death T fiasco, where the ParaDox brothers had kidnapped Ginny and forced Mokuba, Ron, Draco, and Rebecca go through the death trap that was Death T. Of course, Mrs. Weasley didn't know about the final part where Ron and Draco had been trapped with Ginny as Mokuba and Rebecca dueled but even without that information, the redhead's mother was still insanely mad at Seto for letting that happen.

Mr. Weasley seemed much calmer. Mokuba didn't know if he was always that naturally calm in comperison to his wife or if he was cutting Seto some slack, but given the way Mr. Weasley treated his brother like an actural teenager, he was leaning towards the latter. Seto was clearly (at least, clearly to Mokuba) stressed and, short term, Mr. Weasley's attitude wasn't helping. Long term, however, Mokuba felt it would be good for his brother.

Of course, Percy has not come out of his room for more then a few minutes at a time when Mokuba visited, not that he really minded. As bad as it sounded, him and Percy never got along.

"Wish I knew what he was up to," said Fred one day, frowning. "He's not himself. His exam results came the day before you did; twelve .s and he hardly gloated at all."

"Ordinary Wizarding Levels," George explained, seeing Mokuba's puzzled look. "Bill got twelve, too. If we're not careful, we'll have another Head Boy in the family. I don't think I could stand the shame."

Mokuba rolled his eyes and walked back upstairs to Ron's room.

Bill was the oldest Weasley brother. He and the next brother, Charlie, had already left Hogwarts. Mokuba had never met either of them, but knew that Charlie was in Romania studying dragons and Bill in Egypt working for the wizard's bank, Gringotts. He figured that he would meet Charlie when ever Seto decided to drag him to the Dragon Reserve and Bill when all the shadow magic plots dragged him to Egypt.

On a darker note, Peter Pettigrew was gone.

Sirius had decided to stay in Japan, under the protection of the Kaiba Mansion. With all of the sercurity, and now wards, it was the safest place they could of think of. As long as Sirius wasn't spotted in England, then the protection around Mokuba should be lessened. It shouldn't of mattered anyway, though. They were to get Pettigrew from Ron as soon as they got back and give him to the Minstry for proof, but it seemed that the pictures and reports of Sirius escaping must of freaked the rat out more then they thought, for when they got back, he was gone.

So it was going to take longer to get Sirius cleared.

On a lighter note, Remus was still clueless of Tonks flirting. Tonks, unfortanantly, had to attend other missions, so she wasn't there to guard Mokuba anymore. Remus had decided to stay in Japan for a year, partly for Sirius, partly for the free housing the brothers were providing, and partly for the job opertunities as Japan was much more open to Werewolves then England.

Mokuba shook his head to clear his thoughts. He was going to be late to meeting Ron and Ginny. Rebecca would be pounding at his door soon if he didn't hurry. He quickly opened the door of his room, and saw that, yes, Rebecca was about to pound on his door. Rebecca flushed at being caught, and Mokuba smiled in amusement. The blond in front of him glared before grabbing his arm and dragging him down to the main room. It only took Mokuba a moment to figure out that Seto had already left.

They set off for Diagon Alley. Mokuba showed Rebecca everything that left him speechless the last year. It was quite fun to see the look of wonder on somebody else's face. They were half way down the alley before they realized they didn't know where to meet up with Ron and Ginny.

Finally, after forever of searching, they found Ron and Ginny staring with deadpan looks at Percy, who was deeply immersed in a small and deeply boring book called Prefects Who Gained Power. "A study of Hogwarts prefects and their later careers, " Ron read aloud off the back cover. "That sounds fascinating . . . ."

"'Course, he's very ambitious, Percy, he's got it all planned out ... He wants to be Minister of Magic. . . " Ron told Mokuba, Ginny, and Rebecca in an undertone as they left Percy to it.

"How is he not in Slytherin then?" Rebecca asked. Mokuba paused. He hadn;t thought of that. percy didn't seem very Gryffindorish, much more Slytherin or maybe Ravenclaw. So why was he in the House of the Brave?

Ron shrugged. "Everyone in our family is in Gryffindor." Was the only answer he gave. Rebecca narrowed her eyes before she sighed, apperently letting the argument go.

An hour later, they headed for Flourish and Blotts. As they approached it, they saw to their surprise a large crowd standing out side the doors, trying to get in.

Mokuba wondered why when a large banner that stretched across the upper windows caught his attention:

GILDEROY LOCKHART will be signing copies of his autobiography MAGICAL ME today 12:30 P.m. to 4:30 P.m.

"Gilderoy Lockhart?" Rebecca asked. "Who's he?"

"He's a famous writer." Ginny answered. "Mum loves him."

It looked like that Mrs. Weasley wasn't the only witch to love him. The crowd seemed to be made up mostly of witches around Mrs. Weasley's age. Mokuba, Ron, Ginny, and Rebecca squeezed inside. A long line wound right to the back of the shop, where Gilderoy Lockhart was signing his books. They each grabbed the books they needed and sneaked up the line to where the rest of the Weasleys were standing with Seto, who looked like he wanted to be anywhere but there.

"Oh, there you are, good," said Mrs. Weasley. She kept patting her hair. "We'll be able to see him in a minute ..."

Lockhart came slowly into view, seated at a table surrounded by large pictures of his own face, all smiling at the crowd. The real Lockhart was wearing lilac robes and Mokuba couldn't help but note that his pointed wizard's hat looked like it was about to fall off his wavy hair.

A man was dancing around taking photographs with a large black camera that looked like it was about to give out, as it emitted puffs of purple smoke with every blinding flash. Mokuba coughed along with the others as they breathed in the smoke when the man moved back to get a better shot.

Lockhart apparently heard them for he glanced up. He saw Mokuba first thing. The blond, much to Mokuba's disappointment, leapt to his feet and positively shouted, "It can't be Ha-Mokuba Kaiba?"

The crowd parted, whispering excitedly; Lockhart dived forward, seized Mokuba's arm, and pulled him to the front, ignoring Seto's death glare. Unfortunately, the crowd was to thick for the brunette to get close to the front.

The crowd burst into applause. Mokuba's face burned as Lockhart shook his hand for the photographer, who was clicking away madly, wafting thick smoke over the people closest.

"Nice big smile, Mokuba," said Lockhart, through his own gleaming teeth. "Together, you and I are worth the front page."

When he finally let go of Mokuba's hand, Mokuba could hardly feel his fingers. He tried to sidle back over to the Weasleys, but Lockhart threw an arm around his shoulders and clamped him tightly to his side. Or, at least, he tried to but Seto finally was able to break away from the crowd and thankfully dragged Mokuba away from the older wizard. Lockhart looked like he was about to protest but was silenced by another death glare from Seto.

Mokuba managed to make his way out of the limelight to the edge of the room while Seto decided to embarrass Lockhart for doing that in the first place. His friends looked something between worried and amused. He sighed and shook his head.

"I miss my fame in Japan. Everyone is scared of my brother so they know not to do that..."

"Bet you hated that, didn't you, Mokuba?" said a voice Mokuba instantly recognized. He looked over and found himself face-to-face with Draco Malfoy, who looked a lot more amused then the others. Mokuba smiled at him.

"Hey Draco."

"Famous Mokuba Kaiba," said Draco teasily. "Can't even go into a bookshop without making the front page."

"Leave him alone, Draco." Ginny said, smiling.

"Fine, I'll stop teasing your boyfriend." Draco said, teasing Ginny now. Ginny went scarlet as Ron and Rebecca fought their laughter.

"Kids!" said Mr. Weasley, struggling over with Fred and George. "What are you doing? It's too crowded in here, let's go outside. Mokuba, your brother said he'll meet up with us later."

Mokuba nodded and turned to leave with the Weasleys and Rebecca, before someone called out to Mr. Weasley, causing him to stop.

"Well, well, well - Arthur Weasley."

It was Mr. Malfoy. He stood with his hand on Draco's shoulder, sneering.

"Lucius," said Mr. Weasley, nodding coldly.

"Friends with the Kaibas now, are you?," said Mr. Malfoy. "I hope you're getting something out of it..."

He reached into Ginny's cauldron and took out a very old, very battered copy of A Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration.

"Obviously not," Mr. Malfoy said. "And you aren't even getting paid more from all of those extra raids. Whats the point of you going outside your house then?"

Mr. Weasley flushed darker than either Ron or Ginny.

"I don't need to get anything out of being friends with the Kaibas," he said. "And we have very different idea on why we do things."

"Clearly," said Mr. Malfoy, eyes flickering to Rebecca, who was glaring at Mr. Malfoy ever since he started insulting the Weasleys. "The company you keep, Weasley ... and I thought your family could sink no lower-"

There was a thud of metal as Ginny's cauldron went flying; Mr. Weasley had thrown himself at Mr. Malfoy, knocking him backward into a bookshelf. Dozens of heavy spellbooks came thundering down on all their heads; there was a yell of, "Get him, Dad!" from Fred or George; Mrs. Weasley was shrieking, "No, Arthur, no!"; the crowd stampeded backward, knocking more shelves over; "Gentlemen, please - please!" cried the assistant. Mokuba, deciding to stay out of it, slipped away outside. Draco followed.

"Sorry about that." Draco muttered after a pause. "I thought that Dad had gotten over that part of hating the Weasleys after agreeing to let Ron and Ginny stay..."

"Its fine. Being mad at the kids and being mad at the adults are two different things." Mokuba said. "We just... need to keep them apart."

Draco nodded and the others joined them outside. Fred and George were still cheering on their father, while Mrs. Weasley was scolding her husband. Rebecca was still fuming about the underlining insult Mr. Malfoy had said about her, and Ginny was looking confused at Seto. Mokuba turned towards Ron and asked, "Whats up with her?"

"You missed it Mokuba." Ron said. "Lockhart had announced he was going to be teaching at the school and your brother finally joined back up with us after Hagrid pulled Dad and Mr. Malfoy. He said he wasn't going to allow Dumbledore to hire that, quote, "moron" and asked where you where. When we told him, had turned to leave, but not before stopping and taking a book out of Ginny's caldron. Any idea what that was about?"

Mokuba look at his brother, who was staring intently at a page in a black book.

"... No I don't..."

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