Harry Potter and Hogwarts Underworld
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Summary: A different Hogwarts. A different first year. Intelligent Harry, Powerful Harry, Abused Harry. Hogwarts was told by the founders to protect the students even from internal sources, and open the underground bunker for those that needed it. For the past 60 some years, all of Hogwarts students needed turning that bunker in to a secret militaristic city. They take care of their own.
Warning: swearing
Chapter One
Harry Potter wasn't your average eleven year old, no he was a wizard. Not that he knew that, at this moment his was unconscious do to a vicious beating at the hand of his uncle all because he had gotten a point higher than Dudley on a spelling test. His uncle had thrown the boy in to his little cupboard A.K.A his room. Now, before you start ranting about something should be done to help this boy. There is government red tape, lies and a bumblebee in the way of helping Harry.
Harry has lived ten years of this, ever since his parents were killed by the Dork Lord Voldemort. Harry was supposed to die that night but the Killing curse rebound on to the caster. This of course lead to the Queen bumblebee placing Harry among these...pigs but not good kind. (A/N I don't mean insult pigs.)
Harry holds no hope of being saved from the hell, he regretful calls shelter. He is cautiously planning his escape once he turns 14. It would be sooner but he need to at least old enough to get some type of job.
Harry was awoken from his uncomfortable slumber by a knock on the front door. Harry was very light sleeper, even in unconsciousness. Harry froze and listened, that was another thing his hearing was better than a normal person. He figure it was because he could barely see even with the Lost & Found glasses his aunt gave him. He heard his aunt's tiny and precise steps pass by his cupboard and go open the door.
"Hello, who are you?" His aunt was using her 'company' voice, it was almost too sweet that it made Harry want to hurl... wait, nope that's just my bruised stomach or maybe it's both.
"We are representatives of a gifted school, we have come to discuss some important things about a child in your care," It was female voice and from what Harry could tell she was young.
"Oh, do come in?" His aunt's voice said in a delighted tone. Of course she is. True, Dudley is 'SPECIAL', just not in the way she is thinking of.
"Thank you ma'am," A deep male voice said quietly. He heard the door close and his aunt start to walk toward the family room; he heard two other pairs of footsteps follow. His aunt footsteps passed by first; as did a lighter set which had slight click in their footsteps which made Harry guess that it was the girl. The nearly silent but heavy footsteps though stopped right in front of his door. Harry held his breath either in fear or hope, he really couldn't tell. Harry could hardly believe his ears.
"Are you okay?" a gruff voice whispered.
"I am alive" Harry laughed, a little hysterical at the situation.
"Anything broken?" the voice asked.
"No" Harry said quietly. My sanity isn't something should I draw attention to, Harry thought to himself
"Good, see you in a moment" the voice said shortly. As it sunk in what just happen Harry's mouth fell open at the door as he heard the footsteps walk away from the door. Harry didn't know how to take the information or what to do. His head was spinning he didn't know what was going on.
He decided to just listen to the conversation. It seemed the women were speaking of cleaning.
"Your house is very nice and how do you get it this clean, my grandmother would be jealous," the girl said, Harry could tell she was lying but he knew most people couldn't tell by the slight change of voice, so he doubt his aunt knew.
"Hours, my dear," His aunt said in a false bashful tone. Yes, my hours. Harry thought with an eye roll.
"So, tell me about this school for the gifted?" His aunt asked.
"We would like to discuss it with the child present," the male voice said.
"Why of course, I will go get my Dudley," His aunt said cheerfully, he heard her stand up but froze when the next words.
"No we aren't here for Dudley Dursley, we are here for Harry Potter," the feminine voice said.
"Oh, I am sorry, Harry is already placed done for another school and is out of the house now," His aunt to any normal person sound sincere and honest. Harry knew better and in his gut Harry knew that the guests know better too. It was silent for a moment than there was a thump and footsteps came to the door. The door was unlocked, and opened, Harry had to blink when the light blinded him.
A young lady was crouched in the door way, she wore a soft smile. She had a soft brown hair and dark green eyes. She wore a blouse and black dress pants.
"Hey, there, I am Autumn Hartin," the girl smiled and held out her hand. Harry pushed himself up, and held out his own and shook.
"Name's Harry, but you knew that already. Why are you here?" Harry asked quickly.
"Here," She said handing him a letter.
Mr. H. Potter
The Cupboard under the Stairs
4 Privet Drive
Little Whinging
Surrey
The envelope was thick and heavy, made of yellowish parchment, and the address was written in emerald-green ink. Turning the envelope over, his hand trembling, Harry saw a purple wax seal bearing a coat of arms; a lion, an eagle, a badger, and a snake surrounding a large letter H. Harry carefully opened it, pulling out the equally thick paper Harry unfolded it in a trance. He began to read.
HOGWARTS SCHOOL of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY
Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore
.Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock, Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards.
Dear Mr. Potter,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.
Term begins on 1 September. We await your owl by no later than 31 July
Yours sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress
Harry was an extremely smart kid with a photographic memory. So it wasn't hard to believe he could piece everything together.
"I'm a wizard?" He asked hesitantly, wanting confirmation.
"Yes, Harry you are. A famous one as well, there was a Dark Lord and Light Lord, and they were at war. The Dark lord was winning until the Dark Lord attacked a child, for unknown reasons. The parents were killed but for even more hidden reasons the child survived a curse that was meant to kill, it was a curse that was said impossible to block, but somehow the child survive with only a scar on their forehead. The wizardry world calls the child 'the-boy-who-lived' The Light Lord whisked the child away and places them with their only blood relatives left. That was ten years ago, now I am sitting front of said boy," Autumn said nicely, Harry nodded. He kind of guessed there was more to his parents' story. It was better than being drunks like what is Aunt and Uncle had said.
"So, I'm famous?" When Autumn nodded, Harry sighed which made him wince, Autumn notice and with strength Harry didn't think a girl of her stature should possessed, lifted Harry up and brought him to the family room. Where his Aunt was asleep it seemed and a well-built young man with brown hair was leaning against the wall looking out the window. Harry couldn't see his face as it was too far away. He wore a black shirt and pants. Autumn set Harry down on the couch.
"What appears to be injured?" The boy inquired in a tone he only heard from the TV by a solider. Harry answered in kind.
"Bruised internal organs, and maybe deep bruising on my arm," Harry clipped out. He saw a twitch in the boy's lip.
"We will fix you up when we getcha ya to home base. My name is Jackson Buchanan, but just call me Jay," The boy turned around, Harry saw the scar under eye that went toward his eye. He glanced at it but looked right into Jay's eyes, knowing scars like that have history and he didn't want to stare.
"What is Home base?" Harry asked. Jay smiled and shook his head.
"Home base is Kayvor, Kra-vor. It's the underground city of Hogwarts, It was said to have been a secret bunker built by Founders for the students when they needed it. It started as just small groups needed it, but since nearly sixty years ago all of Hogwarts now fall under Kryvor leaders making it more of an underground city. The amount of adults that stay in Kryvor after graduation has increased steadily each year by 3%, most open shops and such, become elders or apprentice, rarely do they stay on duty. Kryvor is sovereign state, where the entirety of the city is military orientated. You will start at the bottom and work you way up, if you began as an officer cadet or a private once you complete either training, you will be giving a test and an option in which one of my General Lieutenants you will be place under also to see your ranking. It takes six month to a year." Jay was cut of by Harry, who had a determined look on his face.
"By Halloween, give me 98 days," Harry said. Jay just smiled at the boy, he liked the boy already. Autumn looked a mixture of shock and amusement at the two.
"I will give you until Christmas because you can't start until September, you need August to heal all the damage from this place," Jay ordered.
"You got it, Dux [Latin]Sir" Harry said slyly.
"How could you tell?" Jay asked quite intrigued.
"Well, the command and confident in your voice, the way you walk is surefooted and proud, how relaxed you looked when I first enter shows at first that you believe you are safe but you have a underlying tenses to your body that gives away you are prepared for anything. You also slipped and called the General Lieutenants 'my' making you higher than them. So you are either the leader or general. So Lieutenant General Hartin, what corps are you in charge of?" Jay who knew the boy was more observant than average but was blown away by the assessment. Jay knew the boy was going change the world from the ground up.
"Intelligence, but how did you know I was a Lieutenant General?" Autumn asked surprised, she kind of guessed he was smarter than average by how he acted after he read his letter but this kind of assessment from an eleven year old threw her for a loop. Even when she was eleven she couldn't have made that kind of assessment at she had an IQ of 150 even then.
"Two things, when Jay said Lieutenant General, you straightened you back a fraction of inch and lips twitched trying not to smile, as if you were proud. Another thing was the way you scan around you watch behind Jay most, you are his guard correct, that easily means Jay is the Leader not the General. " Harry said with a proud smile. Jay just smiled back, Autumn just sighed.
"How did you see that all?" Jay asked. Harry gave him a confused look.
"See? I am blind to everything beyond a foot and half radius because of my improper glasses, Dux sir" Jay and Autumn eyes bugged out. People are so easily shocked.
"My hearing and smell have compensated for the lack of far sight I have. I estimate my sense of smell and hearing is twice that of normal human," and my sense of touch can be dulled or heightened. Harry added mentally, not really wanting all his secrets out.
"I doubt you need until Christmas until you finish, Harry" Autumn said. Harry shrugged.
"So, Dux sir, are we leaving?" Harry asked, Jay who sighed.
"Are you always going to call be 'Dux sir'?" Jay said.
"I call a tomato, a tomato when I know it is a tomato unless it is a duck," Harry said with a shrug and smile.
"Alright, brat. Do you have anything you want to bring with?" Jay asked, Harry just raised an eyebrow at the 'brat' comment.
"I think there is some of my mom's school stuff in the attic, I think, aunt Petunia was complaining about it once" Harry said. Jay nodded an brought out his wand and with a swish bunch of thumps could be heard. Harry was curiously looking at Jay's wand, when the door opened and two trunks. One red and the other black. floated in to the living room. The red one had LE in gold on side, and black one had JP in gold as well on the side. Harry stared wide-eyed at the floating trunks.
"You were correct, Harry. Your mother's name was Lily Evans and your Father's was James Potter. So these would be their school's trunks," Autumn said.
"I am going to shrink them and we will leave, and Autumn stay here will clean up, and fix your aunt," Jay said as he moved his wand and the trunks did as he said shrunk. He gave both to Harry who put them in to his pocket. Autumn nodded and saluted and began complicated wand movements, Harry could almost hear the music sing, as he was lead out of the room by Jay
"Let's go, Dux sir" Harry grinned as Jay sighed.
"Alright, this will feel weird, It is called apparition," Jay said when they reached the door, clasping firmly on to the boy and with a pop the two were gone.
Autumn was gone too after a minute. She made sure they believed the boy was taken in agreement and wouldn't contact anyone. Petunia woke thirty minutes later remembering a total different meeting then what actually happened, she went on her merry way cooking excited to tell her husband she had gotten rid of the boy.
Glossary
Dux [latin]- Duke, leader, captain, guide, chief, commander
Kryvor [krývo̱ greek] - Hide
Author Note's
I am going to start puting author notes only at the bottom.
Anyway what do you guys think?
Harry Potter, the other recognizable characters, and the world is not owned by me. The OCs I create are.