Context: Yugioh x Harry Potter crossover. Ryou Bakura going to Hogwarts. Some other YGO characters will be involved later on. No Voldy after M-Items.

Timeline: At OotP (fifth book) and after Memories World (still, I'll do it slightly different)

Pairings: Tendershipping (Bakura x Ryou), Harry and Draco friendship-only

Characters: Bakura is Yami no Bakura, Ryou is Ryou Bakura.

A/N: Hi guys! My first English story I'm posting ever. So please, if you find any mistakes, tell me and I'll correct it! For English isn't my native tongue there should be some mistakes. Also, I'm mixing British and American English up, can't help it.

This one is short, but it'll go better with the next one.

Disclaimer: Harry Potter to J.K. Rowling and Yugioh to Takahashi-sama. I only own few ideas.

Edited 10/10/15

Prologue: The beginning

Footsteps echoed in the long, lithic corridor. A man with long, greasy hair hastened to a stone gargoyle in the middle of the next hallway. A large, red carpet muted the sound of his steps, while the moving people inside the paintings on the wall watched him curiously. But the man didn't pay them any attention, seemingly used to them. After approaching his destination, the man mumbled something that sounded like "bubble gum" and the gargoyle came to life and sprang aside.

A spiral staircase came to the fore and the greasy-haired one went in. While he was transported upstairs, the man thought about his reasons for coming here. Albus Dumbledore, the headmaster of Hogwarts, the school in which he taught potions, had sent a house elf for him. The teacher frowned slightly, gazing off into the distance. He had a slender face, with cold-looking, black eyes. Hook nosed, the teacher showed an acid intelligence and looked rather like a person you'd avoid.

Entering the headmaster's room, he was faced with an old, odd man. Headmaster Dumbledore wore long, red robes with some silver fibres, but that wasn't the most impressive. He had long, white hair and an equally long, white beard, shining silver in the fire burning in the fireplace. He looked wise, the impression deepened by his half-moon spectacles. Next to his desk, there was a large, red-golden bird. The professor knew Fawkes, the Headmaster's phoenix.

"Professor Dumbledore," the potion teacher started the conversation. "You send for me?"

The old man looked at the younger for a brief moment, then nodded and pointed at a comfortable chair.

"You may sit down, Severus." Nodding, Snape sat down and stared at the Headmaster. After a moment of silence, the elder spoke up.

"Well, you probably want to know why I called you." Giving a slight nod in agreement, the potions professor glanced at Fawkes and then looked back at the headmaster. "You remember your cousin's son, the one who lives in Japan? I just found out that he wasn't invited into any Asian magic school despite having definite magical potential."

Snape, a little taken aback, what he sure didn't show, raised an eyebrow. After he regained self-control, he spoke out finally.

"So?" A small smile crossed the lips of the headmaster, grinning slightly at his teacher's well-known impatience. He looked in those cold eyes. How much he had changed since he was young...

"I'll invite him to Hogwarts. He'll start in the 5th year." Now, the potion-master looked more surprised than before, looking at his boss in utter bewilderment.

"He'll... be here? In such times? You know the Dark Lord is back! It's... too dangerous!" Snape exclaimed, sounding worried about his 'nephew's' well being. His 'nephew' was the only person left of his family, excluding his cousin's husband. But that man wasn't important to him. He couldn't bear to loose his nephew, too!

A small smile on his lips, Dumbledore replied gently, "It would be dangerous for him not to learn how to control his magic and how to defend himself. In his neighborhood there were some odd, magical incidents, which may have been caused by his inherent magic. However, he's sixteen and has to learn sooner or later. But, like you know, later could be rather complicated..." he trailed off, stroking Fawkes with a loving gleam in his eyes.

Biting his lower lip, the teacher nodded slowly in agreement. After a few minutes in silence, he broke it.

"There are some things you'll have to know, first." The Headmaster snapped out of his trance and changed his focus to Professor Snape. He nodded slightly and the potions master continued.

"The Dark Lord's looking for new followers. We're quite a few old ones and have some new ones. But there's something more important than that..." he trailed off and turned up his sleeve slowly.

On one of his arms was a detailed tattoo of a skull and a snake, but something was different than usual. The Headmaster gaped in surprise.