Harry Potter, Heir of the Underground
E-mail: twilight_witch@mindless.com
Pairing: HP/??
Rating: At the moment PG but will go
up
Feedback: Absolutely love it
Disclaimer: Wish I did own the characters of Harry Potter and The
Labyrinth but I don't
Warning: This is gonna be a SLASH fic!
Summary: At the age of five years old
Harry and Dudley watch The Labyrinth and Dudley wished Harry away, the Goblin
King has a problem because a wish is a wish but Harry is Harry Potter
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Author's notes: It's a challenge fic from Simone
(flaming_sappire@yahoo.com).
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"spoken"
'thoughts'
~\parseltongue/~
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…:: Part One ::...
A ten-year-old Fae walked through the Goblin Castle, his nose buried in a book. His midnight-coloured hair fell haphazardly into his eyes and down his back as his concentration was focused on the book and the surroundings that he walked through. His father's castle always had a few traps hidden, waiting to ensnare a foolhardy, unsuspecting goblin.
Prince Harry, the Heir of the Underground, suddenly stopped as he felt a warming vibration on his left shoulder. Sighing slightly, Harry turned around and walked towards Jareth's throne room. The room was almost always full of goblins making a rowdy noise, but the noise that the young Fae heard as he approached was different from normal.
"…and my father'll come for you. You won't know what hit you! My father doesn't like it if I get hurt. Let me go!" A voice whined.
"Indeed." Harry recognised that voice, the voice of the Goblin King, his adopted father, Jareth. "And how do you expect your father to reach my realm? Only I have the power to bring him here."
"Well bring him here then!" The voice screamed.
"Why would I do that if it is possible that he could defeat me?" Jareth replied calmly, annoying the voice who huffed.
Harry decided to enter the doors. The goblins he passed moved freely out of his way as he made towards his father. "You wished to see me father?" He spoke in a respectful tone.
"Yes, Harry, come with me," they walked up the stairs to the left, out of earshot of the other goblins. "You heard that brat in there?"
"Of course father, who didn't?" Harry grinned.
Jareth grinned back, "Good. His friend accidentally brought him here after an argument. Now both are wizards, or will be, so they cannot be turned into anything against their will, along with the fact that the one downstairs does not hold his tongue or speak of anything except his father, I have no wish to keep him here. I want you to seek out his friend and help him towards the castle." Harry nodded and was about to go, "And Harry, do not tell him the way."
"As you wish father," Harry said and faded from view, to the start of the Labyrinth.
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'Now if I was a human, searching for a way through the maze, which way would I go?' Harry thought to himself. 'Hopefully Seesha will know.'
~\ Seesha, /~ Harry hissed in Parseltongue, snake language ~\ Where are you? /~
~\ You called massster? /~ A female voice hissed.
Harry turned his head to the left, a long, bright green snake slithered along the high wall of the Labyrinth. ~\ Yes, I'm looking for a human child, I need to find him /~
~\ He went right, I passsed him coming this way. I don't believe he'sss found an opening in the wall yet /~ Seesha hissed.
~\ Thank you my pet /~
~\ My pleasssure young massster /~ The snake slithered along her way.
Harry started running, which changed to back-flipping along the long pathway. As he gained enough height, Harry leapt onto the wall and continued his run, jumping over the hidden gaps.
To start the Labyrinth, you entered through a door, and find yourself facing a dead end; you had the choice of whether to go left or right. Both ways would lead you to the castle, if you knew the routes. To the normal living being, the pathways just kept on going without, seemingly, any turns. But then, in the Labyrinth, things are not what they seem.
Harry used his Fae senses to check each turn to see if the human had found them and entered, but he had not.
Harry ran for a full 15 minutes before he caught sight of the human, who had stopped for a rest. Harry slowed, "Good morning," he greeted in goblin-tongue.
"Er-" The boy looked around and then up as he looked for the source of the voice.
"Let's try that again, Good morning," Harry said, this time in English.
"Oh, good morning… what language were you speaking before?" The boy asked.
"Goblin," Harry replied as if it should be obvious... as it would be for anyone that spent a significant amount of time in the realm.
"Oh, what are you doing here?"
"Now? Admiring the view."
"Do you know how to get to the castle?"
"Of course I do," Harry replied, inwardly grinning.
"Well?" The boy said after a while, obviously starting to get irritated.
"Well what?" Harry replied calmly.
"Can you point me in the direction of the castle?" The boy asked, taking some calming.
"Sure, it is right there, I am sure you can see it from down there too," Harry grinned at the boy, pointing towards the castle.
"Urgh!" The boy leapt up and started walking again.
"Where are you going?" Harry asked, keeping up with the human.
"To the castle," the boy said through gritted teeth.
"You know, it would be better if you turned at some point, you are just wasting time going in a straight line," Harry informed him.
"Turn? Turn where? There aren't any turns!" The boy cried out.
Harry regarded the boy for a while before jumping down to the ground. He held out his hand. "My name is Harry."
The boy looked at the hand held out towards him and after a moment's hesitation, "Blaise, Blaise Zabini."
"There are turns along here, a lot of them, you are not looking right." Harry said helpfully. Blaise just huffed at him, Harry laughed, "Oh here, we can take this one, they all lead into the maze."
After they had been walking a while, Blaise started to speak, "So how come you know your way around here?"
"I live here." Harry said.
"Where? In the maze?"
Harry laughed, "Of course not, in the castle. But the goblins live in the city, surrounding the castle."
"You know, you look almost human, but not quite," Blaise commented thoughtfully.
"Well I was born to two wizards, well one wizard one witch. When I was five my cousin wished me away and the Goblin King adopted me as his heir. So I became a Fae, but I still have yet to learn my wizarding powers."
"Hey, me too!" Blaise said. "Are you going to Hogwarts next year?"
"I should be, according to Jareth, but I still have to turn eleven and get the acceptance letter," Harry said.
"Well I'll be seeing you there, if I get accepted too."
"What about your friend?" Harry asked wryly.
"Yep, Drake's going too. His mother doesn't want him to go so far as Durmstrang."
"Does he ever stop whining? Or talking about what his father will do to us?" Harry asked smirking.
Blaise laughed, "Occasionally. He doesn't whine all the time though, but he's a great friend to have." He paused, "So which way now?"
Harry sighed, "I'm not supposed to give you directions, just hints."
"Ok, give me a hint as to which direction to go to get to the castle as quickly as possible."
"Well one way takes you the short and dangerous way and the other's the long and easy way."
"I'll take short and dangerous," Blaise said, going left.
"I thought you said short and dangerous, that's the long way?" Harry queried.
"And thank you for telling me. That wasn't so hard now was it?" Blaise quipped, light-heartedly.
Harry just smirked and then laughed.
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"Well it was great to meet you Blaise," Harry said shaking his hand. "And hearing all about you Draco," Harry shook the blond one's hand.
"I suppose you two had fun while I was stuck here," Draco said sullenly.
"Yeah, cause the Bog of Eternal Stench was so much fun!" Blaise said. "Hopefully see you at Hogwarts," he grinned and sunk into a bow, "your majesty."
Harry grinned and returned the bow, "You had better go, the portal will not stay open for too long."
"Bye Harry."
"Bye Blaise, See ya Draco."
