Quatre: Hey all! Okay, so this isn't the sequel to my other HP/YGO fic, but I thought this was an odd idea and had to write it.

Yami Quatre: She's slightly insane.

Yami Kenshin: I thought that was me.

Quatre: No, you like to kill people.

Yami Kenshin: Oh yeah. *pulls out katana and kills random dust bunnies*

All: *sweatdrop*

Quatre: Okay……

Yami Quatre: Quatre doesn't own anything except the plot (when it shows up)

Quatre: What she said.

Light's Failing, Hope's Rebirth

Summary: After Voldermort attacks Yugi and Ryou, they get taken to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The only problem is that Voldermort has made the yamis human…

Yugi struggled to open his eyes. Whatever it was that had ambushed him, they evidently had powerful magic.

//Yami!// he cried, not feeling the Egyptian Pharaoh within his mind.

/Yugi! Do not worry! I'm here!/

"Awaken, child of light. You have a big day today."

Cold water splashed over him, and Yugi gasped in shock as the chill settled into his skin and didn't leave. It didn't help that he was outside, and it was a cool night.

"What do you want?" he rasped. He finally managed to sit up, pushing his wet blonde bangs from his eyes.

"You will find out soon."

The Puzzle was gone. "What have you done with it?" Yugi demanded, climbing to his feet. He wasn't tied or anything. Apparently, his captor didn't expect him to escape.

The short, mousy man in front of him said nothing. Yugi wrung out his shirt and took a good look around.

They were in Egypt. The Pyramids loomed over them, casting eerie shadows on the ground where two cauldrons simmered gently.

"Yugi?" a voice whispered. Yugi whirled around to see Ryou shaking water out of his eyes.

"So they got you too!" Yugi ran over and helped Ryou up.


"Children of light, step forward." The unearthly voice sent shivers down both teens' spines, and hesitantly, they walked over to the cauldrons.

"What do you want?" Yugi demanded.

"You will help us take over the world," a cloaked figure replied. Again, the teens shivered, but they resisted the urge to step back.

"Wormtail, give them wands."

The mousy man handed Ryou and Yugi long, slender branches of a night-black wood.

"Now, repeat after me, if you value your lives."

Wormtail approached the cauldrons and dumped the Millennium Ring and Puzzle in, one per cauldron.

"Bone of the father, unknowingly given, you will renew your son!"

Yugi and Ryou shot sidelong glances at each other. A question went unasked between them. Slowly, Ryou nodded, and they turned to the cauldrons.

"Bone of the father, unknowingly given, you will renew your son!"

Two small trickles of dust gradually floated in from the desert, each going into a separate cauldron. They hissed and turned a poisonous blue.

Wormtail handed them a pair of deadly sharp knives.

"Now, you two must offer some of your own flesh to the cauldrons. A finger will suffice."

Instead, Ryou expertly sliced a sheet of skin from his own arm. Yugi grimaced and clumsily followed suit, stanching the blood flow with his jacket.

/What are they trying to do?/ Yugi wondered to himself.

"Flesh of the servant, willingly given, you will revive your master!"

"Flesh of the servant, willingly given, you will revive your master!"

Yugi and Ryou dropped the skin into the cauldrons. Noiselessly, it turned a brilliant scarlet.

"And now, for the last part, turn around."

Yugi and Ryou did so. They were shocked to see a bound and gagged Malik on the ground. He hadn't been there before.

"Take a small sample of his blood."

Looking sick, Yugi hung back. "I can't!"

"Do it or you will die!"

Yugi whimpered. Ryou patted him comfortingly on the shoulder. "It's all right," he whispered.

"I don't think I can do it!"

"Don't think about it. We've got to get out of here alive."

Ryou then approached Malik and made a small cut on the Egyptian's left arm. Wormtail handed him a small flask.

"Do you want to die, Yugi?" the cloaked figure threatened.

Whimpering again, Yugi walked over to Malik.

"I'm sorry," he whispered, and pierced the boy's shoulder. He couldn't see where Ryou had made his cut.

"Now take it back to the cauldron and repeat after me: Blood of the enemy, forcibly taken, you will resurrect your foe!"

Yugi stumbled over to the cauldrons. Ryou steadied him on his feet.

"Blood of the enemy, forcibly taken, you will resurrect your foe!"

The cauldrons (or rather, the liquid inside each [duh]) turned blindingly white. Yugi and Ryou shielded their eyes, stepping back. The cloaked figure cackled insanely.

"Now, spirits of hope, be reborn!"

Wormtail looked on in fascination. Two figures rose from the cauldrons, stark naked except for the golden items hanging about their necks.

Yugi's eyes widened in disbelief. "Yami…"

The Egyptian Pharaoh stumbled forward, falling directly into Yugi's arms.

"What did you do?!" Yugi shouted, looking up at the cloaked figure. "Who are you?!"

"I am Lord Voldermort. I will rule this world. Now, your usefulness has ended." Voldermort raised a wand. "Avada …"


The new voice echoed throughout the valley, and a bolt of red struck Voldermort in the chest. The dark wizard turned to face a tall, bearded man with hard eyes behind half-moon spectacles.


"I never thought that you would stoop to using Muggles," the new arrival scolded.

"I would never stoop that low. These children are not Muggles. In fact, shortly, they won't even be living." Voldermort pointed his wand straight at Dumbledore.

Several men and women stepped from the shadows, firing off spells. With a guttural growl, Voldermort and Wormtail vanished.

Yugi stood, supporting Yami in his arms. "Who are you?" he demanded warily.

"You have nothing to fear, child. I am not here to harm you."

"I doubt that," an angry voice growled. Yugi turned to see an embarrassed and angry Bakura being supported by Ryou.

"Yugi…they're human," Ryou whispered.

Yugi's eyes widened. "But how-?"

"It is the nature of this ritual to restore the dead to life," Dumbledore said. "However, why would Voldermort want to revive these two?"

"Professor, take a look at these!" one of the women, a tall witch sporting square glasses and a severe bun, called. Dumbledore walked over, the hikaris and yamis right behind him.

"What is it, Minerva?" Dumbledore asked.

Minerva pulled the Ring and Puzzle from the cauldrons. "These must have been what the spirits were stored in," Dumbledore guessed.

"Those are ours!" Yugi said. In a flash, Bakura had snatched the Items from the witch and handed them to their respective owners.


/Yami!/ Yugi cried happily. /I'm so glad you're all right!/

"Come with us, children. We'll protect you from Voldermort, and explain a few things on the way."

Dumbledore pointed his wand at the cauldrons. "Gather around," he ordered. Then, raising his voice, he called, "All who must return to England, come here. Everyone else, clean up before the Muggles arrive."

Minerva and three men gathered around the cauldrons.


On cue, everyone touched the cauldrons. Yugi, Ryou, and Bakura followed suit, with Ryou helping Yugi support Yami.

There was a jerk behind their navels, then the ground fell away.

"The man who abducted you is named Tom Riddle. He is the most powerful Dark Wizard this country has seen since Salazar Slytherin. He is also trying to take over the world."

"Sound familiar?" Yami asked dryly. He'd woken up a few minutes before. Both yamis had been given robes so as to preserve their dignity.

Dumbledore stared curiously at them. "However, I fail to understand why he would wish to revive two Muggles. Would you care to enlighten me?"

"What're Muggles?" Yugi asked curiously.

"Non-magic folk."

"Ah." Yugi scratched his head. "I don't think we'd qualify. You see, we do have magic."

Ryou nodded in agreement.

Dumbledore looked mildly surprised. "I contacted the wizard school in Japan and they have informed me that you two are not students."

"We weren't invited," Ryou said.

"I see."

"Our magic comes from these," Yugi explained, indicating his Puzzle.

"However, logically, you must have magic to be able to use them," Yami put in.

"Exactly." Dumbledore studied them thoughtfully, steepling his fingers and leaning back in his chair.

"Yami and Bakura were spirits in the items," Yugi continued. "Yami was a pharaoh in Ancient Egypt, and Bakura was a thief."

"And a tomb robber," Bakura added proudly.

"That's just an extension of the 'thief' reference," Ryou pointed out.

"We shared bodies with the children," Yami said. "I did so by consent. Bakura just took over and put Ryou in a sort of coma." He glared at Bakura.

"What?" Bakura demanded. "I was evil at the time."

"You still are," Yami muttered.

"What was that?!"

"You heard me."

A fight was eminent. Both spirits looked ready to summon the Shadow Realm and begin a duel right there.

"Yami! Bakura! Calm down!" Yugi pleaded, stepping between the two. "This is no time to be fighting!"

"Yugi is right. Please calm down. We must figure out what we're going to do with you," Dumbledore said soothingly.

Both spirits glared, grudgingly sitting back down. Bakura flopped down into his seat, his robes flying open and affording everyone a view they hadn't wanted to see.

Yugi turned away. "I think I'm scarred," he muttered.

Ryou giggled. Yami rolled his eyes. Bakura flushed and glared.

"It appears that Voldermort is targeting us," Yami said. "Therefore, we must go somewhere safe, where Voldermort can't find us."

"I concur," Dumbledore said. "How would the four of you like to attend Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry?"

They hadn't expected that. "Where is it?" Bakura asked.

"In England, just a short train ride away. We're in London, if you're curious."

"I see. What about our friends in Japan?"

"They can be brought to Hogwarts, if you wish."

Yugi shook his head. "Where we are, Voldermort is sure to attack. Is there any place else?"

"They can be brought to our Order's headquarters."

"If they'll be safe there, then it should be all right."

"Very well." Dumbledore stood. "Your belongings have been brought from Japan. They are at the headquarters. Please follow me, and I'll take you there."

The four shot sidelong glances at each other before rising. Dumbledore led them to a fireplace.

"The headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix are located at Number Twelve Grimmauld Place," Dumbledore explained. "You must toss this powder into the fire and say your destination clearly."

"Where are we now, if not at the Headquarters?" Ryou asked curiously.

"At my own home."


Dumbledore handed them small handfuls of a glittering powder. "Be careful not to lose anything," he cautioned, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.

Bakura scowled. Tossing the powder into the fire, he said clearly, "Number Twelve Grimmauld Place." The flames turned green and the tomb robber vanished.

Yugi looked nervous. "What if we don't make it?"

"Don't worry," Yami assured him. "It'll be all right."

//I hope.//

/I heard that! You're making me nervous!/

Yami chuckled. "Sorry, Yugi."

Ryou threw the powder into the fireplace. He too vanished.

Yugi went next, and Yami last. Dumbledore looked rather thoughtful before he Apparated to HQ.

Harry glared at the latest letter from Ron. Once again, there was no news. How could Voldermort return, and then there be no news?


Harry growled and tossed the letter away.

Only a month until school started.

A month until he could get out of the hellhole he had to call home.

Was it really worth it?

"Potter, dinner!"

With a calming sigh, Harry made his way to the kitchen. They were all still on Dudley's diet, and it was all he could do to keep himself from starving.

Midway through the meal, there was a knock on the door. Of course, Harry was the one sent to get it.


Dumbledore smiled down at him. "It's nice to see you, Harry. I've come to take you from this place."

Harry grinned and couldn't suppress a joyous whoop. Running upstairs, he threw all of his stuff into his school trunk, then lugged it back downstairs.

"What do you think you're doing?" Vernon demanded.

Dumbledore smiled gently at Vernon. "Forgive my rude intrusion, but I'm afraid that, for his own protection, he will have to come with me."

"All right. Don't come back until next holiday," Vernon said dismissively. "And you know the one I mean."

"All right."

"We'll go by Portkey," Dumbledore said.

Yugi watched Yami chase Bakura around Order HQ.

Ryou sighed. "What did Bakura do this time?"

"Shoved ice down Yami's shirt. Or was it his pants? I'm not really sure." Yugi shrugged. "Now Yami wants to kill him, as usual."

"And this time he can," Ryou laughed.

They both started and looked at each other.

"Yami!!!" they shouted, chasing the spirits.

They didn't notice Dumbledore and Harry appear in the middle of the room.

"Yugi!" Dumbledore called.

No answer. Dumbledore sighed.

"Bakura must have done something again. Ron! Hermione!"

Two faces appeared at the top of the stairs. "Harry!"

Harry grinned. "Nice to see you!" His face darkened. "Your letters sucked, by the way."

"Sorry," Hermione apologized. "Dumbledore didn't want any sensitive information accidentally intercepted."

Bakura ran back into the room, chased by a murderous Yami.

"Omae o korosu!" Yami yelled angrily.

Bakura, busy looking over his shoulder, forgot to look where he was going. He ran into Harry and both boys fell hard to the ground.

"Ow," was all Harry managed.

Yugi and Ryou ran into the room. "Yami! Stop!" Yugi yelled.

Yami looked over at them and sighed. "Fine. Next time I will kill him, though." The pharaoh turned and stomped up the stairs past Ron and Hermione.

Yugi helped Harry up. "Gomen," he apologized. "Bakura has a habit of playing pranks. Needless to say, he's endeared himself to Fred and George."

Harry was stunned. "And you are?"

"Yugi Muto, Yami Muto, Ryou Bakura, and Bakura Ryou," Dumbledore answered. "They are Japanese transfer students."

"Their names are backwards," Harry frowned.

"I know. It is rather odd. They are twins, and their mother had a strange sense of humor," Dumbledore said idly.

"How can you tell which is which?" Harry asked curiously.

"Yugi is shorter than Yami. Do not ask why, for no one knows. Bakura is… well, you'll just see for yourself." He turned to Bakura. "Be good now."

"I'm not a child," Bakura said simply. Hermione rolled her eyes.

"I must return to the school and prepare for the new year. Good day."

With that, Dumbledore Apparated away.

"Gotta go," Yugi said and ran upstairs after Yami.

Bakura rolled his eyes. "Baka."

Harry could tell that Hogwarts was in for a rough time with those four.


Bakura turned pale. "I think he found my little trick!"


Everyone sweatdropped, even Harry, who had no idea what it meant anyway.

"Run," Ryou suggested.

"Run," Bakura agreed. "Can I go to Diagon Alley?"

"Don't think so."

"Aww." Bakura looked around and dashed through a door.

"Can I go home yet?" Harry asked rhetorically, picking up his trunk and lugging it up the stairs. Yami charged down, nearly knocking him over. Yugi followed, begging Yami to not kill Bakura. Maybe only hurt him a bit?

Harry rolled his eyes. He couldn't help it.

Quatre: Good? Bad? Confusing?

Yami Quatre: How the hell did Yugi and Ryou go from Japan to Egypt?

Quatre: Later.

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