A/N- Wow. Oh. Gee. I actually updated earlier then I had expected to.

*staring in shock at written chapter*
Am I dreaming?
XD

Hope you enjoy, it's a little shorter then usual but I enjoyed writing most of it. Thanks to Sakurademonalchemist for giving me inspiration that will be used in this chapter and upcoming ones. I REALLY appreciate all of your help, and this chapter is dedicated to you! Thanks sooooo much!

Thanks to all of my reviewers too! I can't believe I have over 200 reviews! I'm REALLY happy, and I did my best to update as fast as I could as a thank you gift! I am trying to be better about posting chapters as fast as I can, really!

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Chapter 14- Yugi watched as Hadrian attacked the various monsters surrounding them. For how fancy this game was, Yugi noted, it really was pretty straightforward with how to win it.

Kill the monsters. Solve the puzzle. Get money. Next level.

If only life was as simple.

Mokuba and Kaiba were smart enough to stay a good, safe distance away from Yugi, seeing as his emotions were still very unstable. Mokuba occasionally looked between Hadrian and Yugi with a pondering, thoughtful look. Kaiba was being useful by yelling tips to Hadrian about the game, though most of the time Hadrian looked irritated by his help.

"LOOK, RIDDLE JR.! WHO'S THE ONE PLAYING THE FREAKIN' GAME?! I'LL KILL THE STUPID THINGS WHATEVER WAY I WANT TO!" Hadrian finally shouted, pointing the butcher knife he was using at Kaiba threateningly. "I'M TRYING TO GET US OUT OF THIS STUPID THING!"

"Duck."

Hadrian, not willing to fall for the trick that had gotten many cartoon characters in trouble, dove to the floor quickly. When nothing happened, he looked at Kaiba and blinked.

"I thought you said to duck."

"No," Kaiba corrected, pointing at something behind him. "There's a giant duck behind you. Go kill it."

Hadrian slowly turned towards the creature. Standing there with a menacing, sharp-toothed grin, was a giant, bright yellow, duck.

For a moment, there was only silence as he took a deep breath.

Letting out a long, loud shriek he sprinted towards the duck, knife above his head as he attacked it, shrieking the entire time.

"DIE YOU MUTATED DUCK THING!"

Yugi turned to Kaiba, eyebrow raised. "What in the world possessed you to put a giant duck as a monster in your game?"

Kaiba shrugged carelessly. "It wasn't family friendly enough."

"...And a giant, evil-looking duck helps that?"

"It was enough to get the board off my back."

Yugi's eye twitched slightly.

"IT WON'T DIE! WHAT IS THIS THING'S PROBLEM?!"

"You have to cook the thing, schizoid." Kaiba informed the struggling Hadrian coolly.

"...HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO COOK A GIANT DUCK?! I DON'T HAVE AN OVEN, LET ALONE THE SPICES TO SEASON IT WITH!" Hadrian stomped his feet childishly.

"Why does he have to cook the duck?" Mokuba asked, looking confused.

All three looked to Kaiba, who shrugged again. "I don't need to explain myself to all of you."

Mokuba scrunched his nose as he leaned over and stage-whispered to Yugi, "That means he doesn't know why either."

Kaiba glared at his little brother, who shrugged innocently. "It's hardly my fault that you tried to work on the game at three in the morning when you were half asleep, big brother."

"Shut up, Mokuba."

"DIE, CHICKEN-WANNA-BE!"

"Are we done yet?"

Yugi felt like crying. Hysterically.

* * * * *

"Well that was insanely anti-climatic."

"Shut up, Hadrian. You're going to jinx it."

"Seriously though. We're just supposed to walk through this door and we'll get out of this thingy-ma-bobber? I don't think it's supposed to work that way-"

"Hadrian, shut it!"

"There has to be SOME kinda big ending though! Nothing EVER works out this smoothly in a video game! There always has to be some sort of fight scene to keep everyone happy!"

"Don't complain, schizoid. I would have thought you would be happy to get out of the game without any worries." Kaiba smirked, crossing his arms.

Hadrian flung his arms up dramatically. "I am, Riddle Jr.! But it doesn't make sense! At the end of video games, movies, books... Heck, just about anything used to entertain others, the player is supposed to go up against the boss, rescue whatever chit was taken, and THEN win the game! You can't tell me truthfully that you skipped out on all of that!"

"And why not? I find all of that incredibly boring."

Hadrian glared at the businessman. "You, Riddle Jr., suck at entertaining humans." That said, Hadrian stuck his nose into the air stubbornly and shoved the wooden door open in the most dramatic way he could.

A bright, yellow light blinded all of them as Hadrian walked forward, ignoring his temporary blindness. Yugi and Mokuba followed him, while Kaiba walked through last, grumbling underneath his breath about being surrounded by idiots.

All four teenagers jumped when they heard the door slam closed behind them. Standing in front of them was a long, long hallway that seemed to stretch forward forever. The bright, yellow light had dimmed enough for them to be able to see once more.

"What was that?" Yugi asked, looking up at Kaiba.

He shrugged. "I can't remember. Probably just there for dramatic effect."

Yugi stared at him for a moment before saying bluntly, "You are never making a video game again."

"Who are you to tell me that, Mutou?" Kaiba growled, getting offended fairly easy. "This game will be a hit!"

"A hit?! You are seriously saying that this game will be a hit?! Are you insane?!" Hadrian spun around to Kaiba in disbelief. "I'm borderline insane and even I know that this game will be a flop!"

"It needs some minor adjustments-"

"MINOR?" Yugi and Hadrian yelled together. In the background, Mokuba groaned, slapping a hand against his face wearily.

Thus, the three-way argument commenced as they walked down the never ending road in front of them.

* * * * *

Bellatrix cackled as she watched Moody get his third check-up from Madam Pomfrey, Hogwarts' nurse.

"Alastor, there is nothing wrong with you." Madam Pomfrey finally snapped, exasperated with his paranoid behavior. "There is no trace of poison in your system, you have no physical abnormalities that could cause you problems, and you are not in pain! Now shoo! Has it ever occurred to you that I may have something better to do on my vacation then tend to your delusions?"

"Poppy-!"

Madam Pomfrey stomped out of the room before he could respond, slamming the door shut behind her and ignoring Moody's raving protests.

Bellatrix watched gleefully as Moody's sanity became more and more scarce.

And to think. All of this paranoia caused by just a teeny tiny vial of water being poured over his head!

* * * * *

Sirius sulked as he saw the entire Order, including Remus, rush out of the door for a mission.

"I could help!" Sirius yelled after them, only to be ignored as the door slammed shut behind them. He groaned, collapsing back on the couch. "If something new doesn't happen soon, I am going to go crazy!" He shouted at the ceiling as he laid on the couch, waving a fist angrily around.

"You mean you aren't crazy already?"

Sirius yelped, falling off of the couch.

"I mean, really," A dark-skinned teenager with extremely light colored hair walked in from the kitchen, rolling his eyes as he held a bright orange carrot in his left hand. "If you're talking to yourself, then that usually means you're, at the least, in need of some strong medication."

"Who are you?!"

"Well that's rude. Introduce yourself before going and asking me who I am. That's the POLITE way to do it." The teenager huffed, placing a hand on his hip while taking a large bite of the carrot he held.

Sirius glared, standing up. "You're in my house! I have every right to know who you are before I tell you who I am!"

"No you don't! I was here first!"

"No you weren't!"

"How do you know?!"

"Because I was here first!"

The fair haired teenager paused before shrugging. "Can't argue with that logic."

"What logic?"

"What's logic?"

"I dunno."

"Me either."

The two stared at each other for a moment, dumbfounded.

"I'm Marik Ishtar."

"Sirius Black."

"Nice to meet you."

"Same to you."

"Have you lived here long?"

"No, about a year now. It was where I lived when I was a child."

"Oh."

"Yeah."

"Was your childhood fun?"

"Far from it. Yours?"

"Crappy."

"I see. And how does that make you feel?"

"Pretty awful."

"I can sympathize."

"You can?"

"Possibly."

Marik's eyes gleamed before he threw an arm around Sirius' shoulder, a bright smile on his face.

"You're my new bestest friend."

Sirius stared for a moment.

"I'm not sure whether I should be happy or running away in terror."

* * * * *

"Why did you have to make the hallway so long?" Hadrian whined as another door came up to them slowly. "Most children would have turned the game off and left by now. It's incredibly boring to just keep walking, and walking, and walking, and walking, and walking, and-"

"We get the point, Hadrian." Yugi hissed through gritted teeth, glaring at him. If they hadn't been in a video game, his eyes would hold exhausted, dark bags underneath his eyes.

Hadrian stepped away warily, watching Yugi carefully. "Kaiba," He whispered, ducking behind the taller teenager. "We REALLY should get out before Yugi freaks out again."

"Why don't you just kiss him again? That calmed him down for awhile." Mokuba suggested.

Hadrian looked away embarrassedly, rubbing the back of his neck. "That, er... Uhh..." He stammered, looking anywhere but at the two Kaiba brothers. Mokuba was looking innocent, though a mischievous glint was in his eyes, while Kaiba had a smirk on his face.

"So the schizoid can get embarrassed."

"I AM NOT A SCHIZOID!" Hadrian shrieked, forgetting his embarrassment temporarily. "WHERE DID YOU GET THAT FROM ANYWAY?!" His arms waved around wildly.

Everyone turned and looked at him, simultaneously raising an eyebrow.

"Your emotions and personality change constantly." Kaiba dryly pointed out. "Therefore, you are either schizophrenic, bipolar, have multiple personality disorder, or something of the sort."

Hadrian opened his mouth to most likely screech something else out, only to be stopped as loud rumbling noise nearly shattered all of their eardrums.

Appearing out of nowhere in front of the door they were about to go through, stood a giant Blue-Eyes White Dragon.

Hadrian slowly turned to Kaiba, glaring. "I told you that it couldn't end so easily. I told you." His glare intensified. "Oh, and your dragon fetish annoys me greatly. It really does." Before storming up to the creature, leaving Mokuba biting his knuckles to keep from laughing while Yugi watched Hadrian with a weary, but anxious, look.

Kaiba blinked before his face contorted into a snarl. "I DO NOT HAVE A DRAGON FETISH!"

"DENIAL IS UNHEALTHY, RIDDLE JR.!"

"QUIT CALLING ME THAT, SCHIZOID!"

"QUIT CALLING ME SCHIZOID!"

"JUST FOCUS ON KILLING THE MONSTER, HADRIAN!" Yugi finally shouted, stepping into the yelling match with a deadly glare.

Hadrian gulped, nodding and ducking his head when the Blue-Eyes White Dragon sent a bright blue ball of energy at him. Pulling out the sword he had, he leaped forward with a loud battle cry.

Yugi and Mokuba winced when Hadrian was thrown backwards by the monster's tail hitting him in the stomach.

Hadrian seemed dazed for only a moment before standing up, slightly shaky.

"I'm alright!" He called back to them, holding a thumbs-up in the air. "Thankfully you can't get concussions in the virtual world!"

Getting a firmer grip on the sword, he took a deep breath before making an attempt to plunge it into the dragon's neck. He dove to the ground just in time as the dragon flew forward, baring its teeth menacingly. It completely missed him, flying over his head.

"BAD DRAGON!" Hadrian shouted, jumping to his feet swiftly and running behind it before it could turn around.

Just as the Blue-Eyes began to spin around to try and attack again, Hadrian jumped onto it's back, suddenly very glad that the laws of physics and gravity don't apply in video games. If they did, he would be very upset.

Trying to stand up, he attempted to keep his balance as the Blue-Eyes bucked and flew around, trying to knock him off.

Hadrian eventually settled for crawling up the dragon's back, eventually reaching it's neck. Holding on tightly, he shut his eyes closed, pretty sure that if it were possible he would be throwing up. Up in the air, with a huge dragon flying around frantically... He almost felt nauseas as the Blue-Eyes flew around in loops and circles.

It took him awhile to feel confident enough to pull the sword up and stab it in the back of the dragon's head.

For just a second, everything stood still.

The Blue-Eyes slowly began to disintegrate, Hadrian taking his chance to jump off before he fell through it.

The door the Blue-Eyes had been guarding slowly opened, and everyone's vision turned black.

* * * * *

Hadrian cautiously opened his eyes, sighing in relief when he saw the pod he was inside of.

"It's over." He sat up, stretching as the glass top of the lid came off.

Getting out of the thing as fast as he could, as if afraid it would suck him back into the game if he stayed in it too long, he jumped up and let out a loud whoop.

"IT'S OVER! FINALLY! YES!" He danced around the room happily, spinning around with starry-eyes.

Kaiba and Mokuba each got out of their own pods, the younger brother yawning and rubbing his eyes tiredly.

"Shut up, schizoid."

Hadrian glared at Kaiba. "You're just calling me that because you know it angers me, aren't you?"

Kaiba smirked. "Perhaps."

'HADRIAN! WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?! WHAT JUST HAPPENED?! ARE YOU OKAY?!' Kek screamed in their mind, mentally tackling him to the floor as he took over control, making sure they weren't injured.

'Kek!' Hadrian mentally hugged him happily. 'You're still here! I was so worried! We got into the game, and we started doing puzzles, and I had to fight monsters, and then we found Kaiba, and then I had to fight more, and then he called me a schizoid because apparently I'm bipolar or something, and then we were walking and yelling at Kaiba, and, and then there was a HUGE Blue-Eyes White Dragon that *I* had to fight! AND I WAS SO AFRAID BECAUSE YOU WEREN'T THERE! I MISSED YOU!' Hadrian ended with a wail.

Kek listened after making sure they weren't hurt, only to have his yellow eyes flash angrily as he spun to Kaiba.

"YOU CALLED HADY-KUN A SCHIZOID?!" He screeched, stalking forward. "YOU ARE THE MOST IGNORANT, ANNOYING, STUBBORN MAN I HAVE EVER MET IN MY LIFE, KAIBA!"

Kaiba rolled his eyes. "As if I care," He sneered. "Now get out before your oddness rubs off on Mokuba. Take Mutou with you too. I have no desire to deal with him."

Kek spun around, seeing Yugi still in his pod, completely asleep.

'Kek, whatever you do, do not wake Yugi up.' Hadrian told him, for once sounding completely serious. 'He is scary when he's tired. Let him sleep. Let's take him home and let him get rest.'

Kek raised an eyebrow both internally and externally, though he was careful as he picked Yugi up, carrying him out of Kaiba's place.

Hadrian frowned. 'It wouldn't of hurt Kaiba to thank us...' He grumbled, sulking and pouting.

'Kaiba thank someone? That is impossible, Hady-kun.' Kek snorted, gently rearranging Yugi so he was in a slightly more comfortable position.

As they walked down the street, a thought suddenly appeared in Hadrian's head.

'What happened to Joey, Tristan, and Tea?'

* * * * *

He glared at his opponent, taking his battle stance.

This was it.

The final round.

It was a matter of life or death.

One would walk away the champion, a victorious air around him.

The other would stumble into the clutches of defeat.

It was now or never.

A bead of sweat went down his face as he picked up the deadly item.

Pulling it forward hesitantly, his eyes narrowed further as he waited for the other to make the first move.

In a flash, the two rivals began attacking ferociously.

Tristan fell back with a thud, groaning.

"No more, Joey! I can't eat another bite!"

Joey slammed his plate down, a smug grin on his face.

"HA! No one can beat Joey Wheeler! Twenty burgers and still counting, Tristan." Letting off a loud belch, Joey snickered while Tristan's face turned green.

"Urgh..." Tristan held his stomach, a moan escaping his lips.

"If you two are done," The manager of Burger World went up to them, glaring. "We must ask you to leave. There are other people here who would actually like to be able to eat without being thoroughly disgusted by your barbaric behavior."

"It was just an eating competition!" Joey protested, crossing his arms with a slight huff.

"Just get out!"

* * * * *

"WORMTAIL!"

"Y-y-yes m-m-m-m-my l-lord?" The rat-like Death Eater collapsed into a kneeling position, bowing his head down.

The Dark Lord's red eyes darted around as his nails dug at the arm rest of his throne nervously. "Bellatrix has recently informed me that the Order has a secret weapon to use against me, and it has to do with Potter." He turned a glare, weaker then usual, to the pitiful man. "You are to find out what it is. Understand? I WILL NOT TOLERATE FAILURE, WORMTAIL!"

"O-o-of course m-my l-lord! I-I would n-never d-d-dream of f-f-failing you!"

During this entire exchange, Bellatrix cackled in the shadows.

"I have me two paranoid men to mess with!" She cried gleefully, punching a fist into the air in a very un-Bellatrix move. "Someone must really like this Bellatrix!" She giggled, swiping hair out of her crazed face.

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A/N- Oh, I almost forgot! I have received a few reviews about how it is difficult to read the story because it is very squished together. I'm working on fixing that, starting with this chapter. When I have time, I'm going to go through the chapters I've already posted and space them out better. Thanks for being patient with it though, hopefully after I fix it, it will be easier. I think I figured it out, but if this chapter is clumped together too I am REALLY sorry and I will find a solution! *Determined nod* I SHALL DO IT! *Punches fist into air*

Thanks for reading!