Hello, readers!!! ^_^
Yes, yes, I know, I know... I'm already working on about fifty other fics, but I just got the bestest idea!
I've been wanting to do a HarryPotter/Yu-Gi-Oh crossover for a while now, but couldn't figure out how to make it different than everybody else's fics! Well, I finally came up with something... And this is it!
I have it in the Harry Potter section becasue it's going to be mostly from Harry's POV, but because I'm addicted to Yu-Gi-Oh, it will have several Yugi POV's.
Hope you like my new idea! Read on!
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Harry Potter was very happy. It was that time of year again. The time for him to go back to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
He had spent the last bit of the summer break with the Weasley family, which was better than staying with the Dursleys, but he would rather be at Hogwarts with all of his friends. Which was why he was now running full blast at the barrier to get to platform 9 3/4.Platform 9 3/4 was a wizard train, the Hogwarts Express, located between platforms 9 and 10 at the Kings Cross Station.
He went through the barrier, which was magically disguised to look just like a wall, then quickly got out of the way so that he wouldn't get hit by Ron who was coming through right behind him.
Ron came through the barrier, grinning at Harry. "Let's go!" He shouted enthusiastically.
They quickly got on board the train, then searched for an empty compartment, looking for Hermione at the same time. They soon got both. They opened a compartment door, and there was Hermione.
"Hey Herminone!" Ron said, sitting down across from her. She looked up from where she had been staring out the window.
"Hey Ron! Harry!" She said, also grinning. "Good to be finally going back to Hogwarts, isn't it?"
Harry nodded, sitting down next to Ron. "Tell me about it. You wouldn't BELIEVE what happened..."
They sat chatting about stuff for about five minutes, then the train started to move. Harry checked his watch. It was exactly eleven. Right on time.
The train rattled down the tracks as Ron, Harry, and Hermione caught each other up on the events of the summer, as they hadn't seen each other when buying their stuff at Diagon Alley.
Bright day soon passed into night, as it usually did during the eight and a half hour trip. Soon, the train began to slow down. Hermione looked out the window and groaned.
"We're not at Hogwarts yet! I've got a bad feeling about this!!! This is just like when we had to stop for those dementors!!!" She said worriedly. "I hope nothing has happened!"
The compartment door flew open. Harry looked up into the worried face of... a wizard he didn't know.
"Everyone has to get off here. Quickly! Hurry!" The wizard said, moving on to the next compartment.
Harry, Ron, and Hermione exchanged glances.
"Wow... you were right." Harry said to Hermione. "Something has happened, apparently."
They filed off the train, watching in disbelief as several house elves unloaded their stuff onto the ground next to the tracks.
They all stared at the train for a moment. Had it broken down? Why had they stopped?
Very soon, they all received an answer to their questions. The train, and everyone and everything that was still on it, simply... disappeared!
Loud chattering from all the students erupted from the crowd, and all the Prefects had their hands full trying to calm everybody down, even though they themselves had no clue what was happening.
One voice suddenly called out above everyone else's, causing everyone to quiet. "EVERYONE LISTEN!!!!"
The crowd parted, and the wizard who had been on the train stepped forward. When there was no sound, he went on.
"I do not know any more about this than you do, but I do know this. The people who WILL know something will be at the school. Hogwarts is only about a half a mile from here, and so we shall walk the rest of the way. Bring your baggage." He said, starting to walk down the track with a small suitcase in his hand.
For a short while, nobody moved, then they all raced for their baggage and followed him down the track.
When they rounded a corner that would let them see the school in the distance, there was a collective gasp. The school... No, not just the school, the entire schoolgrounds had disappeared, leaving behind an earthy crater. Even the lake was gone!
The loud chattering was back as everyone raced towards what used to be their school.
"Where is everything?" Harry asked. He looked around him and sighed. In the mad rush, Hermione and Ron had been seperated from him, so he was talking to himself.
There was suddenly a bright flash of light, and several people apperated on the grounds, looking just as surprised as the stuents felt.
Harry stared. "You can't apperate on the grounds of Hogwarts! Something has happened... all of the magical barriers must have been removed!" He said, still talking to himself.
He rushed over to the people who had apperated there, hoping to get some information. They were talking amongst themselves, ignoring everyone around them, so it was easy to eavesdrop on them.
"This is horrible! Hogwarts!" One said.
"There is powerful magic here..." Another replied. "Powerful... Even You- Know-Who couldn't do this..."
"Or could he?" Someone put in. "We've been told that the Dark Lord has returned... why couldn't he do this?"
"We have no proof that the He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named has, indeed returned." A voice that Harry recognized as Cornelius Fudge put in. Harry realized who these people must be. Representitives for the Ministry of Magic.
"It's just too bad that Dumbledore isn't here..." Someone muttered softly, just loud enough for everyone to hear.
There were nods all around.
"Why isn't he here?" Harry asked.
Everyone looked at him, and the several other people who had gathered around them, listening to their conversation.
"He, and all the other teachers were... Inside the castle." Fudge explained, gesturing to the ditch that was before them. Everyone's eyes widened.
"So... he's.... gone?" One of the students asked.
Fidge nodded solemnly. "I'm afraid so..."
With that, everyone that had finally calmed down went into a state of pandamonium once again. Fudge sighed.
He turned to the rest of the Ministry of Magic representitives, whispering softly. Harry was just able to catch the words, "Meeting at 5 tomorrow. Leaky Cauldron," Then he was swept away with the crowd.
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The next day...
Everybody had, of course, been sent back home. There was really nothing else TO do... Harry hadn't been able to convince them that he had been staying with the Weasleys, so now here he was at the doorsteps of the Dursleys house on Privit Drive.
He sighed. They would be furious! He decided to ditch his stuff by the side of the house, and take the Knight Bus to the Leaky Cauldron to find out as much as he could about what had happened.
He had sent Hegwig off with a letter to Sirius to let him know that he was okay.
He withdrew his wand from within his robes, then stopped. "Ummm..." Suddenly he realized that he had no idea what to do. Did his wand have to be lit with the Lumos charm, like it had the night he had run away from the Dursleys after blowing up his aunt? Did it even have to be night? He hadn't tried to take the Knight Bus again since that night, and he really wasn't sure...
He shrugged, then stuck out his wand, hoping it would summon the strange bus. There was a loud BANG! and suddenly, there was the Knight Bus! Stan hopped out, grinning at Harry.
"Why, 'ello!" He said. "Nice to see you again!"
"Erm... you too... Can I have a ride to the Leaky Cauldron?" Harry asked. Stan nodded.
"Course you can! Hop on!" Stan jumped back inside the bus. Harry followed after him. He looked around. There was nobody else on, just him.
"Don't get very much business during the day?" He asked.
Stan frowned. "Naw... Normally we do... Just... what wit' what happened las' night an' all, the Hogwarts Express disappearing, nobody wants to ride in Wizard Vehicals no mores!"
Harry nodded. "Oh."
"'Choo still want a ride to the Leaky Cauldron, right?" He asked hopefully.
"Yeah." Harry said, sitting down on the edge of one of the beds. "Erm.. how much is it again?"
"Eleven sickles." Ern said slowly from the driver's seat.
"But for firteen, you get 'ot chocolate, and for fifteen you get an ot water bottle an' a toofbrush in the color of your choice!" Stan added, his broad smile returning.
Harry pulled out eleven sickles and handed them to Stan.
"Alright! Take 'er away, Ern!" Stan cried energetically. With a loud BANG! They were off down the street. The ride to the Leaky Cauldron was fast and uneventful, with Stan talking about everything he knew about the disappearance of Hogwarts as they went... And he didn't know very much, so he just kept repeating what he knew several times over.
Soon the bus came to an abrupt stop, sending the beds scooting forward and causing a tree to jump out of the way for them, and Harry got off, thanking them.
"Bye then, 'Arry!" Stan said, closing the doors of the bus. Then there was another loud BANG, and the bus was gone, off again, searching for more people to pick up.
Harry turned and walked into the Leaky Cauldron. Looking around, he spotted the Ministry of Magic people gathered in a booth. They hadn't picked a private one...
Harry snuck past them, sitting down in the booth next to them, hoping that he would be able to hear what they were saying.
Fudge spoke up. "Ok, we all know what happened last night, so there's no need for us to go into any big detail about it. The question is, what do we do about it?" He said, getting right to the point.
A small wizard began speaking. "If we were able to make a device or a spell of some sort that would act as a magic tracking device, we'd be able to find whoever did that. It takes strong magic to do something like that, and that makes it fairly easy to track. I already took this into account and did a spell while we were at Hogwarts grounds. Last night, I made a map, of sorts. It will tell us what we need to know."
"Good work!" Fudge said, sounding pleased, for once. "Let's see this Map."
There were rustling sounds as the wizard pulled out his map. They all sat in silence, looking at it. Finally, somebody spoke up.
"Where is this place?" He asked. "There's no name for it on here!"
"Yes there is! It's right there!.... oh, right. I coded it in case it fell into the wrong hands. Um... somebody get me some parchment!" The wizard called.
Tom, the bartender, walked up, holding a yellow sticky note pad. "I don't have any parchment on me at this moment, but I got this."
"Thanks. It'll work." The wizard took the pad and began writing on it. As he finished writing, the wizards gathered grinned.
"Alright, then. First thing tomorrow morning, we shall go to this place." Fudge said, ripping off the top sheet of the notepad and stuffing it in his pocket. "For now, let's go home..."
The wizards got up and, single file, left the Leaky Cauldron.
Harry got up from his chair. So now they knew where it was coming from... He wished that he knew... He went around and looked at the empty booth. The notepad was still sitting on the table.
He looked around. Nobody was watching him. He grabbed the notepad and sat back down at his table. Leaning over, he realized that the last thing that had been written was still engraved in the top piece of paper.
Grabbing a pen, he quickly began tracing the grooves, hoping he would be able to see where it was the Ministry of Magic was going.
The first letter was a D....... the next, an O..... after a while, he finished, tore the top sheet off, then left the Leaky Cauldron.
He took his wand out again and stuck it out. The loud BANG came, and the Knight Bus was back.
Stan came out, looking curiously at Harry. "Giving me lots of business today, aren't you, 'Arry?"
Harry shrugged, then got on the bus once again. "Take me to Number 4 Privit Drive so I can get my stuff, then I'd like it if you took me here." he said, showing him the yellow paper.
Stan peered at it, then looked at Harry. "Ok 'Arry, but... I don't see whacha wantin in Domino..."
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That's all for now! Do you get what happened? ^_^ I'll see you next chapter! now it's time for me to work on some of my other stories! I'll come back to this one soon! I promise! ^^
--Daricio
Yes, yes, I know, I know... I'm already working on about fifty other fics, but I just got the bestest idea!
I've been wanting to do a HarryPotter/Yu-Gi-Oh crossover for a while now, but couldn't figure out how to make it different than everybody else's fics! Well, I finally came up with something... And this is it!
I have it in the Harry Potter section becasue it's going to be mostly from Harry's POV, but because I'm addicted to Yu-Gi-Oh, it will have several Yugi POV's.
Hope you like my new idea! Read on!
*******************************************************************
Harry Potter was very happy. It was that time of year again. The time for him to go back to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
He had spent the last bit of the summer break with the Weasley family, which was better than staying with the Dursleys, but he would rather be at Hogwarts with all of his friends. Which was why he was now running full blast at the barrier to get to platform 9 3/4.Platform 9 3/4 was a wizard train, the Hogwarts Express, located between platforms 9 and 10 at the Kings Cross Station.
He went through the barrier, which was magically disguised to look just like a wall, then quickly got out of the way so that he wouldn't get hit by Ron who was coming through right behind him.
Ron came through the barrier, grinning at Harry. "Let's go!" He shouted enthusiastically.
They quickly got on board the train, then searched for an empty compartment, looking for Hermione at the same time. They soon got both. They opened a compartment door, and there was Hermione.
"Hey Herminone!" Ron said, sitting down across from her. She looked up from where she had been staring out the window.
"Hey Ron! Harry!" She said, also grinning. "Good to be finally going back to Hogwarts, isn't it?"
Harry nodded, sitting down next to Ron. "Tell me about it. You wouldn't BELIEVE what happened..."
They sat chatting about stuff for about five minutes, then the train started to move. Harry checked his watch. It was exactly eleven. Right on time.
The train rattled down the tracks as Ron, Harry, and Hermione caught each other up on the events of the summer, as they hadn't seen each other when buying their stuff at Diagon Alley.
Bright day soon passed into night, as it usually did during the eight and a half hour trip. Soon, the train began to slow down. Hermione looked out the window and groaned.
"We're not at Hogwarts yet! I've got a bad feeling about this!!! This is just like when we had to stop for those dementors!!!" She said worriedly. "I hope nothing has happened!"
The compartment door flew open. Harry looked up into the worried face of... a wizard he didn't know.
"Everyone has to get off here. Quickly! Hurry!" The wizard said, moving on to the next compartment.
Harry, Ron, and Hermione exchanged glances.
"Wow... you were right." Harry said to Hermione. "Something has happened, apparently."
They filed off the train, watching in disbelief as several house elves unloaded their stuff onto the ground next to the tracks.
They all stared at the train for a moment. Had it broken down? Why had they stopped?
Very soon, they all received an answer to their questions. The train, and everyone and everything that was still on it, simply... disappeared!
Loud chattering from all the students erupted from the crowd, and all the Prefects had their hands full trying to calm everybody down, even though they themselves had no clue what was happening.
One voice suddenly called out above everyone else's, causing everyone to quiet. "EVERYONE LISTEN!!!!"
The crowd parted, and the wizard who had been on the train stepped forward. When there was no sound, he went on.
"I do not know any more about this than you do, but I do know this. The people who WILL know something will be at the school. Hogwarts is only about a half a mile from here, and so we shall walk the rest of the way. Bring your baggage." He said, starting to walk down the track with a small suitcase in his hand.
For a short while, nobody moved, then they all raced for their baggage and followed him down the track.
When they rounded a corner that would let them see the school in the distance, there was a collective gasp. The school... No, not just the school, the entire schoolgrounds had disappeared, leaving behind an earthy crater. Even the lake was gone!
The loud chattering was back as everyone raced towards what used to be their school.
"Where is everything?" Harry asked. He looked around him and sighed. In the mad rush, Hermione and Ron had been seperated from him, so he was talking to himself.
There was suddenly a bright flash of light, and several people apperated on the grounds, looking just as surprised as the stuents felt.
Harry stared. "You can't apperate on the grounds of Hogwarts! Something has happened... all of the magical barriers must have been removed!" He said, still talking to himself.
He rushed over to the people who had apperated there, hoping to get some information. They were talking amongst themselves, ignoring everyone around them, so it was easy to eavesdrop on them.
"This is horrible! Hogwarts!" One said.
"There is powerful magic here..." Another replied. "Powerful... Even You- Know-Who couldn't do this..."
"Or could he?" Someone put in. "We've been told that the Dark Lord has returned... why couldn't he do this?"
"We have no proof that the He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named has, indeed returned." A voice that Harry recognized as Cornelius Fudge put in. Harry realized who these people must be. Representitives for the Ministry of Magic.
"It's just too bad that Dumbledore isn't here..." Someone muttered softly, just loud enough for everyone to hear.
There were nods all around.
"Why isn't he here?" Harry asked.
Everyone looked at him, and the several other people who had gathered around them, listening to their conversation.
"He, and all the other teachers were... Inside the castle." Fudge explained, gesturing to the ditch that was before them. Everyone's eyes widened.
"So... he's.... gone?" One of the students asked.
Fidge nodded solemnly. "I'm afraid so..."
With that, everyone that had finally calmed down went into a state of pandamonium once again. Fudge sighed.
He turned to the rest of the Ministry of Magic representitives, whispering softly. Harry was just able to catch the words, "Meeting at 5 tomorrow. Leaky Cauldron," Then he was swept away with the crowd.
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The next day...
Everybody had, of course, been sent back home. There was really nothing else TO do... Harry hadn't been able to convince them that he had been staying with the Weasleys, so now here he was at the doorsteps of the Dursleys house on Privit Drive.
He sighed. They would be furious! He decided to ditch his stuff by the side of the house, and take the Knight Bus to the Leaky Cauldron to find out as much as he could about what had happened.
He had sent Hegwig off with a letter to Sirius to let him know that he was okay.
He withdrew his wand from within his robes, then stopped. "Ummm..." Suddenly he realized that he had no idea what to do. Did his wand have to be lit with the Lumos charm, like it had the night he had run away from the Dursleys after blowing up his aunt? Did it even have to be night? He hadn't tried to take the Knight Bus again since that night, and he really wasn't sure...
He shrugged, then stuck out his wand, hoping it would summon the strange bus. There was a loud BANG! and suddenly, there was the Knight Bus! Stan hopped out, grinning at Harry.
"Why, 'ello!" He said. "Nice to see you again!"
"Erm... you too... Can I have a ride to the Leaky Cauldron?" Harry asked. Stan nodded.
"Course you can! Hop on!" Stan jumped back inside the bus. Harry followed after him. He looked around. There was nobody else on, just him.
"Don't get very much business during the day?" He asked.
Stan frowned. "Naw... Normally we do... Just... what wit' what happened las' night an' all, the Hogwarts Express disappearing, nobody wants to ride in Wizard Vehicals no mores!"
Harry nodded. "Oh."
"'Choo still want a ride to the Leaky Cauldron, right?" He asked hopefully.
"Yeah." Harry said, sitting down on the edge of one of the beds. "Erm.. how much is it again?"
"Eleven sickles." Ern said slowly from the driver's seat.
"But for firteen, you get 'ot chocolate, and for fifteen you get an ot water bottle an' a toofbrush in the color of your choice!" Stan added, his broad smile returning.
Harry pulled out eleven sickles and handed them to Stan.
"Alright! Take 'er away, Ern!" Stan cried energetically. With a loud BANG! They were off down the street. The ride to the Leaky Cauldron was fast and uneventful, with Stan talking about everything he knew about the disappearance of Hogwarts as they went... And he didn't know very much, so he just kept repeating what he knew several times over.
Soon the bus came to an abrupt stop, sending the beds scooting forward and causing a tree to jump out of the way for them, and Harry got off, thanking them.
"Bye then, 'Arry!" Stan said, closing the doors of the bus. Then there was another loud BANG, and the bus was gone, off again, searching for more people to pick up.
Harry turned and walked into the Leaky Cauldron. Looking around, he spotted the Ministry of Magic people gathered in a booth. They hadn't picked a private one...
Harry snuck past them, sitting down in the booth next to them, hoping that he would be able to hear what they were saying.
Fudge spoke up. "Ok, we all know what happened last night, so there's no need for us to go into any big detail about it. The question is, what do we do about it?" He said, getting right to the point.
A small wizard began speaking. "If we were able to make a device or a spell of some sort that would act as a magic tracking device, we'd be able to find whoever did that. It takes strong magic to do something like that, and that makes it fairly easy to track. I already took this into account and did a spell while we were at Hogwarts grounds. Last night, I made a map, of sorts. It will tell us what we need to know."
"Good work!" Fudge said, sounding pleased, for once. "Let's see this Map."
There were rustling sounds as the wizard pulled out his map. They all sat in silence, looking at it. Finally, somebody spoke up.
"Where is this place?" He asked. "There's no name for it on here!"
"Yes there is! It's right there!.... oh, right. I coded it in case it fell into the wrong hands. Um... somebody get me some parchment!" The wizard called.
Tom, the bartender, walked up, holding a yellow sticky note pad. "I don't have any parchment on me at this moment, but I got this."
"Thanks. It'll work." The wizard took the pad and began writing on it. As he finished writing, the wizards gathered grinned.
"Alright, then. First thing tomorrow morning, we shall go to this place." Fudge said, ripping off the top sheet of the notepad and stuffing it in his pocket. "For now, let's go home..."
The wizards got up and, single file, left the Leaky Cauldron.
Harry got up from his chair. So now they knew where it was coming from... He wished that he knew... He went around and looked at the empty booth. The notepad was still sitting on the table.
He looked around. Nobody was watching him. He grabbed the notepad and sat back down at his table. Leaning over, he realized that the last thing that had been written was still engraved in the top piece of paper.
Grabbing a pen, he quickly began tracing the grooves, hoping he would be able to see where it was the Ministry of Magic was going.
The first letter was a D....... the next, an O..... after a while, he finished, tore the top sheet off, then left the Leaky Cauldron.
He took his wand out again and stuck it out. The loud BANG came, and the Knight Bus was back.
Stan came out, looking curiously at Harry. "Giving me lots of business today, aren't you, 'Arry?"
Harry shrugged, then got on the bus once again. "Take me to Number 4 Privit Drive so I can get my stuff, then I'd like it if you took me here." he said, showing him the yellow paper.
Stan peered at it, then looked at Harry. "Ok 'Arry, but... I don't see whacha wantin in Domino..."
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That's all for now! Do you get what happened? ^_^ I'll see you next chapter! now it's time for me to work on some of my other stories! I'll come back to this one soon! I promise! ^^
--Daricio