Harry Potter: The Boy of Prophecy

Written By: JAJASPER

Author's Note:

Welcome to my first Harry Potter fanfiction, I hope you enjoy it, as much as it has been for me to write. Now, while reading it you may see ideas from other stories that I have incorporated, and hopefully I do not step on any toes, as after reading certain stories I may get my own ideas for part of a story, and I may decide to use some ideas from other stories, however I will give credit where credit is due.

This story will be a remake of the entire works of J.K. Rowling, while she did a marvelous job of writing the original story; I feel she made it too G rated, and lost focus after book 5, "Order of the Phoenix".

In a war people die, it is why war is such a horrible thing, but in her world the causalities are always those of the "light" side, and she tries to show a high road being taken. This story will show a different aspect, a more real aspect of war, and the true nature of the world will be shown, force will be met with force.

Summary:

Harry Potter as an 8 year old boy, who is used by his uncle to land a contract with a potential customer; the outcome is that Harry is sent to a Hargrove Military Academy in America. While Harry will still grow up with some similarities to the original storyline, the twist comes after the deal is made. Harry will still return for his summer breaks, and stay with the Dursleys, he is no longer the little kid that was be pushed around.

The story will pick up in May of 1991, where the end of another school year has come to a close, and Harry will be returning to his family for the summer holidays. From there the story will follow the life of Harry Potter, as he learns about the wizarding world and his family.

My rendition of Harry will be one that wants to know about his family, as he wants to know where he comes from as he feel in love with history at the military academy, so he will seek these answers. Thus he will meet certain people sooner, and learn of the manipulations and betrayal that has surrounding his life.

Harry will also be more political in nature due to the school he has attended, so he will be able to use his fame to his advantage, as in the original story, his fame gets him nothing but trouble.

Please enjoy this story as I hope it is as enjoyable as it has to been to write it.

It was a beautiful morning, as reveille sounded through the camp. For any other of the 9 months, that sound would have the some 500 cadets preparing to fall in, but as the term ended yesterday most had already left.

One of those left, was already up and had just finished his morning run, when he heard the sound that brought a smile to his face. Yes, three years ago that tune made him groan, but now it was a signal of a new day. As he approached the dormitory he was in, he was surprised to see the commanding officer standing there.

"Morning Potter"; came the voice that snapped him from his surprise, and immediately to attention with a salute, "Morning Sir".

"At ease Potter, I just wanted to let you know that due to Cadet Jamerson being excused for family business, that other means of transportation have been arranged to get you back to your relatives. Get your gear packed and get a shower, and meet me in my office."

"Understood Sir"; Harry saluted his commander and proceed to head towards his bunk. He got his gear ready before he hit the showers.

Harry entered the commanding officer's office, and walked up to the secretary's desk where a smartly dressed female officer sat. "Ma'am I was told to report to the General's Office once I was ready to leave." Harry said with a salute to the woman.

"Yes, Mr. Potter please take a seat, the General is finishing a call, and will be with you in a moment." The female officer said as she smiled at Harry, and gave him a salute in return.

It may have been after the end of term, however he respected the people here, and they deserved the level of respect he was showing. As many of the cadets did not observe the rules once term was over, but Harry did not mind, as this place had changed his life.

It was about 10 or15 minutes later when the General walked out, and it was at this point Harry noticed that he had a flight suit on. "Good to see you are ready to go Harry, and do not worry about the formalities, as I can already see you wanting to snap to attention to salute me." Conrad said with a smile as he looked at Harry.

Harry could not believe this man, he had a completely different attitude while school was in session, and now he could be so laid back when school was out. He decided to go with it, as it was nice to have an informal conversation with a man you looked up to; "Understood Sir, so how am I getting back to England?"

"No need to call me Sir, just call me Duke, as I love my parents, but can't stand my first name, and as for your second question, I am flying you there in an F-14, as I have to keep my air time up to stay flight able. It just so happens, a flight to England and back keeps my hours up, plus I get to see a friend while I am there to." Duke said as he took in Harry's face at the fact he was going to be flying in an F-14.

Harry could say he was shocked with the news. As he had dreamed about flying when he started to learn about the different aspects of the military in his history class, but this was a dream come true. "I am not sure what to say, but thank you Sir.. I mean a.. Duke that is some surprise."

Harry and Duke headed towards the bases Hummer, and then took off towards the bases airfield. As the upper classmen all learned how to do jumps from a plane, and it also housed some other planes for historical purposes.

Once they got there Duke went in and got a flight suit from a locker and handed it to Harry; "Truthfully Harry I was going to send you on a cargo flight, that most guys jump a ride with. However, when I saw your birthday was coming up, and with how well you have been doing I decided to do this. So I had supply get you, your own flight suit. So, get it on, as we will be leaving in 30 minutes." Duke had a smile, as he had come to see the boy in a different light, after he had done some looking into Harry's past, and the kind of person Harry was.

"Wow, thank you Duke, I must say this will be the best present I have ever gotten." With that Harry grabbed the flight suit, and a quick on armed hug to his commander, that Harry did not even register and he was in the bathroom changing.

30 minutes later Harry and Duke sat in the cockpit of the plane, waiting for clearance to take off. As they were waiting for the refueling plane to okay their flight plan, as they would need to top off mid way through their flight to be on the safe side.

"Harry this will be simple, but just in case, there is a bag on your left in case you feel sick, and do not worry, 90% of the people that go up their first time can't handle the g-force." This made Harry a little more at easy; as he has read about the effects the g-force can have on a person, and was afraid of what may come.

It took about another 5 minutes and the plan had been cleared and jet was rolling to its take off position. Harry braced himself, like Duke explained with him while they were waiting for clearance, and soon enough, Duke kicked in the thrusters and they were away.

Harry had never felt so exhilarated in his entire life, it was like all of his problems were just pushed away when they took off, and now as he was looking down he was amazed, that in just a few seconds they were starting into the clouds.

"Harry put on the mask, as I am about to start the climb higher in the atmosphere, as it will make the trip quicker, but also the air will be thinner." Duke said over the com, as he started the climb.

To Harry this was what people must talk about when they are on drugs, as he could not imagine a better feeling than being in the air. "Duke if it would not be too much trouble, could we possible drop lower once we are in the middle of the ocean, as it would be cool to see it with nothing around for miles." Harry asked with awe and a bit of fear in his voice.

"Sure Harry, nothing big about that, I enjoy flying over the ocean anyway, so it's not a big deal." Duke said with a slight chuckle to his voice.

The rest of the flight was just idle chatting between the two. Duke asked Harry about what he liked at the school, and how he liked England. Harry started too loosen up, and started to ask Duke about his life in return. Soon it was time for refueling, and Harry was amazed at the precision and control that it took to dock with the plane to refuel. After that, it was a quiet flight to the London air base, where Duke landed. In all, it took about 6 hours to reach London, which is about 2 hours faster than a commercial flight.

Once they were on the ground and in some civilian clothing, Duke began the drive to Harry's relatives. "Harry, I wanted to tell you I have been impressed with your progress at school, as you seem to have taken to it with gusto, and have a natural talent for many things." Duke told Harry this, as they were about half way to their destination.

"Thanks Duke, as that means a lot coming from you, as sometimes I am not sure I am doing that well." Harry said as he let out a smile from the compliment, from a man he respected.

"Well Harry you should not be so hard on yourself, as you were actually already placed in the advance classes, and have been going toe to toe with cadets two years your senior, without any major issues. Judging by the stunned look on your face, I would say you had no clue about that." Duke said as he chuckled at the boy's stunned expression.

Harry sat there stunned, he always thought he was struggling to stay just even with his classmates, but then when he thought about it, the group he was in was different from other groups, as there was a mixture of ages, but other units were more grouped by age. "I see from the look on your face, you have pieced together some of the puzzle, but let me lay all the cards on the table for you." Making sure he had Harry's attention, he started to tell him of the fact he was tested when he arrived and had a natural aptitude. He was tutored his first six months to get him up to the basics, but from there, Harry had been able to maintain his standing in the elite program, they had designed for leaders.

"No offense Sir, I know that I can lead a squad now, and not botch up things too much. How did you know I was right from the beginning, to be put in the program?" Harry said with a bit of awe, that he was is an elite program.

"Well Harry, that is because of the way you answered your questions about different situations, you looked at each situation, and tried to find the best way to lessen the damage to your team. While many people see soldiers as killing machines, that is not always true. You took the time to find the best way to finish the mission, and not lose your men. Take it from an old pro, in the area of war, that kind of mindset will earn you true loyalty, as many leaders are careless with their soldiers' lives." For the next 10 minutes, Duke allowed his words to sink, but knew he had to tell Harry some important information, as in the next 30 minutes they would be at his relative's house.

"Harry I need to let you know that I was contacted, and made aware that this summer, you may receive a letter from another school. While I want to sit here, and convince you to not go, I know that your battles will be fought here, and not in America. I wanted to offer my council to you, and let you know no matter what your choice I will support you."

Harry for what felt like the hundredth time, sat there stunned, as he was being told another school was interested in him, and a man he respected was telling him that his own battles will be fought here, and not in America, it was a lot to take in. He still had questions he needed answers to.

"Duke what kind of school is interested in me? As I never even applied to any other schools."

Duke knew Harry wanted answers, and he was not the kind of man that would withhold information unless it was an order, this was just such a case. "Harry I am unable to tell you very much at this time, but if the other school sends you a letter, I can tell you more then. I will always be as straight with you as I can." Harry decided he would have to wait and see, but he was glad that Duke had given him a choice.

The rest of the ride was quiet, except some idle talk about news and events, and all too soon, at least for Harry, they had reached Harry's relatives.

When they reached the door, and Harry knocked he was welcomed, at least in Harry's mind, by his uncle whom had toned down some, since he had attended his new school. "Boy, who is this and what have you done now?" His uncle roared, as his face seemed to darken in color, as if his head would pop with the amount of blood rushing to it.

"Uncle Vernon, this is the General Conrad Hauser, he is the head of the school, and he was the one to get me home, since Brad was with his father." Harry knew that the mention of one of his uncle's biggest clients; would calm the man, as it was this man, and a deal of sorts by Vernon that got Harry into the school. As Harry was believed to have been a delinquent, and in need of some discipline, and when Mr. Jamerson heard of this, offered the Hargrove Military Academy, as his own son had straightened out in his short time there.

Harry would have never thought his uncle, would have paid for him to be sent to a school, but it seemed the profit the company, as well as his uncle, made from the deals with Mr. Jamerson was much more than the tuition for the school.

Harry was snapped back from reality by the sound of Duke's voice. "Mr. Dursley a pleasure to meet you, as Harry has said many kind things about his generous uncle, and I apologize for dropping by unannounced, but Michael told me he was not going to bring Harry home, as normal, due to family obligations, and he asked me to make arrangements to see Harry home."

Vernon was shocked, as the man was impressive, and he seemed to know one of his best clients on a personal level, so he decided that getting angry would not be pleasant. To top it off he knew one does not make it to general by being a pushover.

Duke gave Harry a look, he had seen on the man's face before when he was dealing with the higher ups that inspected the base, and he knew that Harry had never said anything positive or negative about his family. In fact, Duke had questioned Harry, when he arrived after a physical about being abused. However, Harry remained tight lipped, and Duke never pushed the subject. That is when Harry started to grow, as Duke put him on a special diet.

"Please due come in, and have some tea, I am sure my wife would be happy to have you." Vernon said in his best salesman voice, as he wanted the man to let Mr. Jamerson know he was a good man.

"I wish I could, however I have some meetings I must get to, but I would like to say what a great honor it is to have Harry at our school. As he has done outstanding, and even has been in the advanced leadership program for the past two years, with exceptional marks. Anyway I just wanted to make sure everything was good, and Harry here is an early birthday present from me and the staff." Duke handed Harry a big square box, and then stepped back and shook Vernon's hand and then Harry's.

"Sir, I want to thank you and the staff for the present, and I will write to you as I think I will need the council you offered." Harry said as he held his first gift ever.

"I am glad Harry, have a good summer, and goodbye Mr. Dursley." Duke got into the hummer and was headed to his meetings.

Harry grabbed his bag in one arm, and securely tucked his present under the other, as he held the door open for his uncle. "After you uncle"

Harry had played the good boy routine when he was home for the summers, and after seeing Duke's performance, he decided it was like the only saying; "You catch more flies with honey, than you do with vinegar".

"Well boy I am glad that school has done some good, and with a strong man like that leading it, even if he is an American, is a positive thing for you. Get settled in your room and then see your aunt she has your schedule for the summer.

That is how things had gone since Harry had started at Hargrove, he would come home and continue his regular P.T., and then would be given a list of chores that needed to be done around the house, that his relatives were too lazy or cheap to do. It did allow him some more freedom, as he had moved from the cupboard under the stairs, to Dudley's old play room, and after some cleaning it was not so bad.

After his first full year at Hargrove he returned, he was in a room that appeared similar to that of his Dormitory, and with a little maneuvering he had managed a few basic necessities for the room as well. It turned out Mr. Jamerson mentioned something about it was better if the student had similar surroundings they did better, so Harry was given a new room with everything he had at school, and some new clothes.

Harry was brought out of his thoughts, when he remembered he had a present, so he quickly unpacked and stowed his gear, and then sat at the desk and opened the box. Inside he found a computer, like most of staff had, as most students had laptops for work and due to Harry's relatives was not allowed one. So he had to use a school laptop, which was great, but it limited the amount of summer study, as they were due back at end of term. He also was give a case for the laptop and some accessories, but on top was a letter from Duke.

Harry wanted to read it, but knew he needed to get to his aunt to get his summer schedule. So, he set the letter on the table and went down stairs.

It was no surprise, when his aunt handed him a 3 page list of chores from the summer, and as usual, Harry went upstairs to break the schedule down, as he may have suggested that it allowed for him to plan and make sure no duties were neglected, but it also gave Harry some of the control, so he could read and get in his P.T.

To Do List

1. Clean Gutters

2. Trim the Hedges

3. Clean the Chimney

4. Clean the Garage

5. Paint the Fence

6. Weed Garden

7. Clean Siding

8. Clean Basement

Daily List

Prepare all Meals (You may eat before hand)

Clear all Dishes

Wash Windows

Weekly List

Mow the Lawn

Harry sat down and looked at the list, and figured this summer would not be too bad, as he could complete the list by doing one thing a week, plus all the weekly and daily chores. So Harry figured he would read the letter that came with his present.

Harry,

Well I hope you liked the gift we got you, as we figured that no matter what decisions you make, a good computer will come in handy, plus I may have installed a few extras to give you a leg up. Now as to the gift, you will find when you power on the computer it will require a retina scan and a finger print to activate, this is the standard military issue protocol for our computers. So just put your right eye in front of the built in camera, and your thumb on the mouse pad to activate. This will keep out anyone that is not meant to have access.

Now, I have also added a satellite card, which will allow you to access the internet, and do not worry the chip is from a friend, that was glad to help out. This also can act as a phone to make calls if need be. Other than that the rest of the accessories are normal items, well except the three tracking chips that will generate a GPS signal only your computer can track, it might be good to keep tabs on people that you care about.

Now the case is special, as it is designed from a rare metal that is almost indestructible and has a thumb print reader for added security, I know that people sometimes have a hard time keeping their hands off others things, so this should help.

Now, that is out of the way, Harry I hope you will think about what I said, on our way to your relatives as I think things will be happening soon, that will need your full focus and hopefully I can help and be a sounding board for you. Know I will always be honest with you, unless I am under orders not to tell you something. Well anyway, my personal email has been programmed into the computer, so it is okay to send me an email as it will be a secure line.

I hope you enjoy your gift, and have a good summer holiday. Remember even though you have been through training that makes you seem older, you are still a young man, so enjoy your life.

Your Friend,

Duke

Harry just sat there and reread the letter a few times, it seemed that Duke knew something that was coming in his future, but figured he would have to wait, and knew it had something to do with this other school that Duke told him about.

Harry decided to just focus on getting through the summer, and started to make up his weekly schedule.

0500 Wake Up

0510 Shower

0520 P.T.

0620 Prepare Breakfast

0700 K.P Duty

0715 Wash Windows

0845 Choose a Chore

1200 Prepare Lunch

1230 K.P Duty

1300 Finish Chore

1500 Meditation

1600 Studying

1800 Prepare Dinner

1900 K.P Duty

1930 P.T.

2030 Shower

2230 Lights Out

Harry was satisfied with his list and took it to his aunt, he knew he did not have to, but the illusion of power is what he could give them. Thus he was given more freedom, and less hassle about things.

With his list posted this was his normal routine, but after exchanging some emails with Duke, they now played a game of Shogi or Go on the computer. As he explained to Harry that Chess was a great game, but not very challenging in the long run, and that the new games would be more challenging, plus it would teach Harry to think 5-10 steps in advance. Which Duke said was something a good leader needed to do.

It was about 2 weeks before Harry's 11 birthday, when something strange happened, a letter came for him after the regular post was delivered, but that was not the strange part it was his uncle's reaction to the letter.

He had ripped it up and told Harry to go to his room, as bad as things were when Harry was younger, but they had gotten better since Harry learned that giving them the illusion they were in control made them treat him better.

So he was upset with his uncle, but needed to try and remain calm and figure out what was going on, so Harry decided he needed to meditate on the issue. Harry still could not believe he could meditate, as he could never handle the exercise early on, but with some help from oddly enough, from a man that was a friend of Duke's, that did not speak, he learned Tai Chi, which was a form of meditation with your body in movement. Later he was told that meditation allowed a commanding officer to focus on the issue, and then to try and solve it as best they could, however they were not always allowed the luxury of using Tai Chi. So Harry finally learned the traditional method as well.

'Okay, so let's see, my uncle is beyond mad at a letter that was sent in the mail, but it came after the regular post. I only saw it was to me, but I never get anything unless the school sends it to me. Wait, school, Duke said something about another school interested in me, so maybe that is what the letter was about, but why would that matter. The only time I saw uncle that mad is when I asked about my parents.' Harry began to sort through his thoughts and like putting together a puzzle he was beginning to see a picture.

'So whatever that letter is, it has something to do with a school, maybe my parents had me signed up for, or maybe they attended. So basically, this has to do with my parents, as much as it does me, but how am I going to know what that letter said as I never got my hands on it.' Then it hit Harry, Duke knew of the other school and maybe he could help him.

Harry wrote to Duke, and explained what had happened, and that he did not know if the letter was an acceptance letter or not.

Soon enough Harry got a response from Duke saying that more letters would come, until he read the letter.

The following week, was one that had his uncle stressed out, as owls of all things, owls, started to show up at his uncle's house, dropping off letters for him, and they sat outside the residence, hundreds of them. All this did was piss off his uncle more, and while he never hit Harry, it still was bad, as his uncle was on short fuse, and Harry did not want to be the one to set him off. Harry was better at protecting himself, but he was still 11, and his uncle had a lot of weight to throw around.

Finally, near his breaking point, as he had boarded every entrance an owl or letter could get in, and he began to cackle madly in the living room at his having won. At that moment an owl swooped down the chimney and dropped the letter on Harry's lap, his uncle jumped from the chair faster than his size would normally allow, and tore the letter up.

"Get your things packed we are going on vacation, and be read in 45 minutes." He order as his face was sharing colors between red and purple as he shouted.

Harry quickly went to his Room and packed a bag, but he wanted to send a mail to Duke and ask who could send mail by owl.

Duke,

Listen I may sound crazy, and if that is the case, tell the guys in the white coats to come and get me, and take me some place nice. As I did receive another letter, probably close to 150 more. As my uncle snatches them from me and destroys them, as I do not want to upset him by me getting it first, which would not be a problem, however it has providing some entertainment this week.

He has tried to block ever entrance a letter or owl could get in, and when he thought he succeeded one came down the chimney.

Anyway, if you think I am going crazy, track me down and haul me off to the farm yourself, as I would at least be sure not to have to hear my uncle rant anymore. We are headed to an impromptu vacation, and I must say this has been the strangest summer I have ever had, I think I am seriously losing my mind.

However, I think I may have worked some of the puzzle out myself, as to the mysterious letter, and I think the school might be named Hogwarts, as I found a trunk hidden in a room, in the basement. It had some of my Mom's school things in it, she was a very good writer, had an entire notebook with stories of wizards and witches. Too bad you can't wave a wand and have magic like in her stories, as I spent the better part of the day reading them after I cleaned the basement.

Well I just wanted to let you know incase I can't write for a bit that I am okay, and on vacation with the relatives.

Your Friend,

Harry

Once Harry was sure the message was sent he packed the computer and headed for the living room.

The vacation ended up on some old castle, in the middle of nowhere, on its own island. His uncle kept going on about how he got the best of those dumb owls.

As normal Harry's birthday would be a normal day as he had never had it celebrated before, but he always liked to wish himself a Happy Birthday. So as he watched the seconds tick by to midnight on July 30, welcoming in July 31 he was surprised to hear the sound of the door thunder with each strike of lightning.

Harry was no idiot, he got in a position to stand his ground, while assessing his intruders, and just as his alarm on his watch welcomed his birthday, the door flew off its hinges. Standing where the massive oak door was, was an equaling massive man. Harry guessed the man at nearly 10-12 feet tall and around 600-800lbs.

"Blimey Harry, it's been a long time, stand up let me get a good look at you." Said the man in the door way as he came into the room.

"What is going on down here?" screamed Vernon

"You freak get out of here, we want nothing to do with that freak school." Petunia said as she saw Hagrid in the doorway.

"Sorry the Professor sent me to get Harry, since his letters have been ignored, as the boys been on the books to attend Hogwarts, since he was born. He would probably be one of the best, had Lilly and James not been murdered." Hagrid said in a solemn tone.

"What! My parents were murdered? I was told they died in a car accident, which my Dad caused due to him drinking."

"WHAT! That is a dam lie, James Potter was one of the best men ever, he was killed protecting you and Lilly from "He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named", but never would they die in such a way. Harry your parents, they were some powerful people, your father was a damn fine wizard and your mother was a right smart witch."

"Wizards and Witches? Mom's stories were real? What is this school you are talking of?"

"Oh sorry Harry, first off the names Hagrid, as I am sure you do not remember as you were barely a year old, and here is you letter from Hogwarts."

Harry stared at the intricate seal adorning the envelope, and then he opened the letter.

This chapter has been revised and corrected to the best of my abilities, I hope I caught most of the mistakes, and changes have been made that may affect those that have read the chapter before.