Title: Harry Potter and the mysterious school

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any recognizable characters. I do own the oc's and the school. My ideas an plot ay be similar to others but i assure you it is all from my own mind. This fic is the property of Hikari Ryntas and partially Yoru Mizuumi for when Hikari cannot write (eg: illness, writer's block, work, etc...).

Summary: At the start of his fifth year, Harry gets an invite to a little known about school. He decides to go since he feels Dumbledore is not training him properly. What new adventures await at Spiral Academy.

Chapter 1: The Acceptance Letter.

It was the last week of summer before Harry went back to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Harry was weeding in the back garden of the Dursley household when someone vaulted over the back fence, landed in a crouch and looked around warily before standing upright. Harry stared in bewilderment at the tall stranger who storde towards him. Harry and the man studied eachother for about a minute or so.

"Harry Potter?" the man asked in a coarse voice.

The man stood at around 6"4" and looked about twenty-five years old. He towered over Harry's diminuative form. He had sparkling azure eyes and his rusty-brown hair sloped down to his shoulders in gentle spikes. The man's skin was lightly tanned and he had an easy-going smile that never seemed to leave his face. He wore a pair of black leather pants, a white muscle-shirt whith a red shirt over it and black combat boots. A criss-crossing of black-leather cord ran around his neck multiple times and was fastened off around the front. He had a holster for daggers on each thigh and a sword strapped around his back.

"Um... yes?" Harry replied tentatively.

Angelo's first thought when he saw the kid was that he had got the wrong garden. The kid in front of him looked about twelve or thirteen years old and was about 5"3". The curious thing about the possible-pre-teen was that all of his clothes seemed like they were bought for someone a hell of a lot bigger than him. The heavily faded grey jeans had mud on them and holes in random places on the legs, some of said holes were quite large and showed a fair bit of the creamy skin of the kid's slender legs. Worn, black trainers adorned his feet and a washed-out blue t-shirt fell down to mid thigh. Large eyes peered up at him through glasses and the messy fringe of his ebony hair. The strange thing about his eyes was that they were an emerald shade of green and shined like the gem itself. Pouty pink lips were slightly parted in confusion and a smudge of dirt graced his left cheek. But the real shock came when he asked for Harry Potter, and the kid answered. Angelo gaped in horror and fury as he realised that the boy was way underfed and probably wouldn't grow much taller than that.

Harry mentally flinched as a look of fury and horror crossed the man's face before it cleared to a blank mask.

"My name is Angelo Church. I am here on behalf of the Headmaster of Spiral Academy" Angelo told him whilst producing an envelope from his pocket with a flourish.

"Spiral Academy?" Harry asked as he blinked in confusion.

The man nodded sagely.

"Yup. Spiral Academy is a hidden school which not many humans know about. The species of the students varies from werewolves, veela and elves to vampires, demons and elementals. If you decide to accept the offer to go to Spiral Academy you will be the first ever human to do so, if you don't count the Headmaster" Angelo smirked as he handed the letter to Harry.

Harry opened the letter and once again blinked in confusion as he read the send date at the top of the letter.

"Why does it say this was sent a few days before my eleventh birthday?" Harry asked curiously.

"Well, that's been a big problem for years you see. Four years ago, I was sent to deliver this letter by the Headmaster, but Albus Dumbledore stopped me from reaching you and stopped all attempts at communicating with you. We've been trying to get ahold of you ever since but Dumbledore is a very sneaky, manipulative bastard" Angelo replied, inwardly grinning when Harry giggled at his calling Dumbldore a bastard.

Harry looked back at the letter and begin reading it.

'Dear Mr Potter,

It is a delight to inform you that you are welcomed to attend Spiral Academy. Enclosed is a list of necessary books and equipment.

Term begins on the 30th of August. We hope you will consider attending.

Yours Sincerely,

Headmaster Ru Kun Cheng'(1)

Harry scanned over the list and surmised that a trip to Diagon Alley and probably Knockturn Alley would be in order. He turned back to Angelo with a questioning look.

"Oh yeah, Headmaster asked me to take you shopping as well to make sure Dumbledore doesn't get his slimy claws on you again. After that we'll head straight to the school. Shall we go get your stuff, Mr Potter?" Angelo asked.

"Ugh! Please call me Harry, Mr Potter brings back bad memories of potions classes" Harry grimaced as they started walking back to the house.

"Sure thing, Harry. Call me Ain" Angelo smiled.

They reached the back door and Angelo suddenly stopped as Harry went inside.

"Um, Harry?" Ain called out nervously.

"Hm?" Harry turned to see Angelo shuffling from one foot or another outside the door.

"I... need to be invited in..." Ain explained with a sheepish grin that flashed his fangs.

"Oh, you're a vampire. You are welcome to enter anytime, Ain" Harry smiled.

"I am honoured" Ain replied as he stepped into the house.

Harry led Angelo up the stairs an towards his room.

"So how old are you? I've never met a vampire before" Harry questioned.

"I'm three hundred and forty nine" Ain replied.

"Cool! Ah, here's my room, um, excuse the mess..." Harry muttered as they got to the last door on the hall.

Angelo remained outwardly calm calm whilst rage boiled under his skin at the sight of the padlocks and the cat-flap. Harry opened the door and pulled out his school trunk that was under the bed. He lifted the lid of his trunks and put all the quills, parchments and photos, that were on his desk, into the trunk. Angelo grimaced as he looked around the dingy room. Harry dove under the bed again and, after much shuffling and bumping, re-emerged with a piece of parchment, a photo album, his wand and an invisibility cloak. He stuffed his meagre belongings into his trunk before picking up the cage which contained a wary-looking Hedwig before turning back to Angelo. Angelo grinned and held out an old, nondescript book.

"This is a Portkey. It will take us straight to the Headmaster's office. He decided we should get you settled in and then take you shopping, under a glamour of course since Dumbleprat will try and steal you away again..." Ain trailed off.

"Ain? What do you mean steal me back? What's going on?" Harry whimpered in confusion.

"I... am not entirely sure of the details myslf, the Headmaster has promised to tell you everything when we get there unless you would like food and rest first?" Angelo questioned.

"Would it be alright if I took you up on that offer? I haven't really eaten in a while..." Harry trailed off, blushing in shame and self-loathing.

"Of course" Angelo smiled warmly.

Harry returned it with a smile of his own and placed two fingers on the book. Angelo spoke the password and Harry's old bedroom was swept away in a whirl of light and colour.

(1) Ru Scholar, Kun Universe, Cheng Accomplished