Harry Potter and the Magic of the Millennium

A Game of Shadows

Key:

'Telepathy'

"Yami Speaking"

Numbers/Numbers - duel monster stats

"You see Harry, I cannot allow you to live," Tom Marvolo Riddle, aka Lord Voldemort, said to the Boy-Who-Lived and his Muggleborn best friend. "So I am going to have to teach you a little lesson."

"I won't let you harm them, Tommy!" Harry told the spirit as an eye appeared on the Boy-Who-Lived's forehead.

"And what are you going to do about it half-blood?" Tom asked his eyes narrowed in hypocritical hatred. "You don't have your wand, and your mudblood friend is pathetically weak compared to the two of us."

'Allow me to take care of him, Harry ,' a voice from right beside Harry.

"Who are you?" Harry asked aloud, getting odd looks from his enemy.

'I will answer all your questions later, Harry,' the voice replied. 'But right now, I must help you or we'll all die. Understand?'

"Yes," Harry replied as a golden eye appeared on his forehead.

'Now!'

"Yugioh!" Harry shouted as he was enveloped in a golden column of immensely powerful, ancient magic. When the column vanished, a taller, older Harry with darker eyes and longer, more wild hair stood and with his hand outstretched said, in Ancient Egyptian, "Return wand to my hand!"

"Harry's" wand then shot to his hand and "Harry" said, "You know Tom, I was wondering if you wanted to know exactly what you did to become "immortal"?"

"Why would you want to know, Mr. Potter?" Tom asked.

"Harry" chuckled and said, "I am not Harry Potter, spirit!"

"Then who are you, if you are not Harry Potter?" Hermione asked.

"I have been called many things," "Harry" replied. "Pharaoh, Yugioh, but you can call me Yami. Now, Thomas, are you ready?"

"Ready for what, Harry?" Thomas asked, not caring to call the Spirit of the Millennium Puzzle by it's title.

"For this," Yami replied as he placed his wand on his left arm which then transfigured into an odd looking contraption. "We will be doing the most ancient art of Wizard Dueling. One's where one's soul or magic are at stake. The loser loses their soul or their magic the winner leaves with their life in tact. What do you say, Thomas? Are you ready to duel?"

Thomas gave a dark chuckle and said, while transfiguring his diary into the same contraption that was on Yami Harry's arm, "Yes I am, Harry Potter."

"Let's duel/Let's duel!"

Riddle: 4000

Yami Harry: 4000

"I'll begin," Riddle replied as he laid a card on the contraption. "I'll begin by playing the monster card: Serpes Prince in attack mode!"

A serpent/human hybrid wearing golden armor appeared in front of him.

1400ATK/700DEF

"Then I'll play two cards face down and end," Riddle said with a smirk. "Your move Yami."

"I know Riddle," Yami said as he drew a card. "I'll summon Queen's Knight in attack mode!"

Queen's Knight then appeared in front of Yami.