Notes: This has been bouncing around in my head for some time
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh or Harry Potter
Harry Potter and the Duel Academy
Ch. 1: A Prelude
The Dursleys led very boring lives. Even in this day and age, what with it being such a money making and crowd pleasing activity, they couldn't care less that Petunia Dursley's sister, Lily, was once a world famous duelist, and so was her husband. It was a forbidden subject in the house, more-so after the incident. There had been lots of reporters coming around when it happened, but they were quickly dissuaded. The entire gaming community mourned longer than the Dursleys of such a loss. Yes, Lily Potter and her husband James were murdered. What became of their son, the thought never crossed the Dursleys minds. Recently, Petunia's husband, Vernon, had noticed random people just staring at their house, if only for a minute. He thought he saw them fiddling with playing cards.
"Honestly," Vernon muttered to himself, "Our Dudley doesn't play such insipid card games, so why should they?"
Their son was barely a year old, so it was more an excuse to brush off such observations. Little did they know it was all about to catch up to them.
That night
An older gentleman was walking alone. He seemed to be waiting for someone, as he kept pacing back and forth.
Then a voice called out, "Pacing again, Albus?"
"A force of habit I'm afraid, Professor McGonagall."
An older woman stepped out of the shadows.
"Where is Hagrid?" she asked.
"He'll be here soon. He's bringing Harry for us."
"He's not doing anything risky, is he?"
"I trust Hagrid with my life."
Just then, a distant roar was heard. A D-Wheel with a sidecar pulled up quickly. A very large man with a thick beard dismounted.
"A D-Wheel, Hagrid?!" McGonagall exclaimed, "Those things are dangerous. Even when our own students learn to ride them I get nervous."
"Sorry, but I was told to get here soon as possible. Principal Dumbledore, sir, Prof. McGonagall, here he is. Fell asleep on the ride over."
He gently picked up a basket containing a baby.
"Where did you get that D-Wheel from anyway?"
"Sirius Black lent it to me. Said it was the fastest way to get here. Of course, he wanted Harry to stay with him, but I told him they were your orders."
"Very good…and did you find…?"
"With a bit of help from Sirius, sir, yes, we retrieved the cards you asked for. The rest were a bit too charred. Surprised these two were untouched."
"It's a tragedy that he should lose his parents so young. These two cards were their ace monsters. I think he should hold onto them. I await seeing them in action when he joins the academy."
He placed two Duel Monster cards in an envelope. A hologram projector was fixed onto the bottom of the basket, and the envelope was set inside.
"Are you sure it's a good idea leaving him here, Albus?" McGonagall questioned, "They really are horrible people. Not one tear shed upon hearing of the death of relatives."
"They are the only family he has."
"But once he starts going to school, almost every child will recognize him as the son of the Potters, famous as they were."
"He has his mother's eyes. I believe he will also grow up with her humility. I know he'll make real friends one day, ones that won't try to take advantage of his fame."
"That was beautiful, Principal, sir," Hagrid sobbed.
"There now, Hagrid. Once he starts going to school, we'll see him again, when we have time. On top of that, I know he'll get into the academy easily."
They had reached the door, and Dumbledore rang the bell. After several seconds, they heard stomping coming towards the door. It swung open, and there was Vernon, looking very angry.
"Do you know what time it is?! What do you want?!"
His face changed from anger to one of shock.
"You," he said, pointing at Hagrid, "I know I've seen you pass by here before."
Then he pointed at McGonagall, "You've been by here more than once."
Petunia had emerged from behind Vernon.
"Who is it as this hour, Vernon? Tell them to go away and…"
She let out a gasp as she stared dumbstruck at Dumbledore.
"Hello again, Petunia," he said, calmly.
"You know this old fool, Petunia?" Vernon asked.
"Watch your mouth, Dursley, you old goat," Hagrid growled.
"Mr. and Mrs. Dursley," Dumbledore started, "I think we need to have a little talk."
The three walked inside.