Hello again, it's time for part too. Also to you Sakura Lisel, it was meant as a complement. I can take criticism especially harsh criticism over something I should have realized as I was working on the story. And don't worry any rewrite I do will just be to fill in the plot holes only. The story is just too cool to rewrite completely.

Harry Diggers Year 2:

Chapter One: Meeting the Family

The Dursleys were a normal family, thank you very much. They had been for many years.

Eleven years ago that normality almost ended. Petunia Dursley's sister had been killed, and so had Lily's husband. Only their son had survived.

Her sister's lot had tried to give the Dursleys the son, but he had vanished that night. Petunia had been upset, but was glad that the little freak was gone. He could have been dead for all she cared.

Then, a few months ago, the headmaster of that blasted school showed up. Only the bag of gold he presented them stopped them from slamming the door in his face.

Two pounds of gold. It was small, but expensive. Two pounds to pick him up and "let" him stay at #4 Privit Dr for a few months. After with they would be given over fifty pounds of gold and never half to see the boy again.

They accepted right away. That much gold was nothing to sneeze at. And the only thing they had to do was mentally abuse the boy during that time. Nothing to major, but enough that he would be broken when he got picked up.

Vernon and the boy arrive in the afternoon. Vernon told the boy to put his belongings in the cupboard under the stairs. As Harry put the trunk in the cupboard Vernon kicked him in the rear end, shoving him in to the closet, before slamming and locking the door.

Petunia should have been appalled at her husband's actions, but the anger and resentment she felt since her sister got that blasted letter somehow made her feel... good.

-HDY2-

Inside the cupboard Harry rubbed his bum. That hurt. Well at least I know part of their plan. He thought to himself. Smiling he turned on the light he saw when he first opened the door and fished his cell phone out.

Double checking that it was working he set it to vibrate and then sent a text message to his family.

AT DURSLEYS. EXPECTING ABUSE. GIVE ME 1 WEEK.

After that he laid down on the cot in the cupboard. This was going to be hard. Harry had two extra years of magical training. Training in a form of magic that the wand users could not trace. Aura Magic. Unfortunately, the part of him that made him a wand user conflicted with his aura, making his control of Aura Magic iffy at best. Dad had said that as he gets training in both he had the possibility to become an Archmage. Right now, however, he just hoped he could pull this off without knocking himself out.

Focusing his mind, he reached out, sensing everything in the house. He touched the auras of the Dursleys and was slightly shocked. Vernon seemed to radiate a low level evil, much like minor demons and IRS agents. His aunt Petunia's aura seemed twisted, and was probably making her such an unpleasant person. The third, however, was quite different. Eventually he found out that it belonged to his cousin Dudley, but right now he was quite disturbed. Some god had to be messing with him. Well, time to revise his plans.

-HDY2-

-Jade Realm, some shady bar

Three shadowy people sat in the back of the bar. They were not evil people; in fact, they were quite often heroes and the allies and mentors of heroes.

What they were doing now, however, was close to being illegal. If anyone knew what they were doing they could get in serious trouble. If, however, they pulled it off, they would only be yelled at.

"O hoho, are you sure this will work?"

Another smiled, "don't worry, my students found what we were looking for."

The third one, the one who called the here sighed with relief. "You have no idea what this will mean to him. I only wish I can help him more."

The other two nodded. They too knew the feeling of hopelessness that comes from watching people they care for fighting battles they cannot help in.

-United States Department of Magic, Muggle Relations Department, Washington D.C.

Ed Edward Edison was the head of the MR Department. He was also the only member of it. America did not have the same open bigotry that Wizarding England had, they still had it. Edward was a wizard who was probably just as powerful as Dumbledore, but as he was an open Muggle born he had been shuffled into this department. He had a staff, of sorts. Eleven freed house elves served, but freed house elves were strange things. Half his staff was trying to drink itself to death and the other half was so manic about their work they created more for him in the form of cleaning up the files. He had one give him a report on an episode of Star Trek. One episode. It went for 200 pages before he actually got to where the opening was. And just got longer from there.

The only nice thing about department was that no one came there. Mostly because almost no one knew about it, or cared.

Not expecting anyone, he was quite surprised when someone knocked on the door.

"Come in." He said after a few deep breaths.

The door opened and a dark skinned woman followed by a yellow harpy came in. He barley noticed the woman. Harpies were known to him. Not native to the US, they were quite savage. They were, however, not as good looking as this one. Or yellow for that matter. Something was wrong here, and it was more than the fact that he and the woman should be ripped to shreds right now.

He cleared his throat. "How can I help you, eh, ladies?"

The woman smiled. "Oh, nothing. I'm just the distraction."

His brow furrowed in confusion. "Distraction?"

"Uh, Penny, is it okay to tell him that?" The harpy said in a very feminine, but childish voice. Edward was confused more than ever now.

"Don't worry Charlotte. By now at least ten departments have reported you and this place is surrounded."

The wizard nodded. A harpy in a government building. Every Auror in DC was probably waiting for her to exit. He was about to say something when the building was rocked by an explosion.

"What was that!"

The woman smiled. "That would be a very pissed off sister showing what technology can do to magic."

The wizard quickly ran to a window. Outside a small army of wizards were fighting. Fighting 3 people. One seemed to be directing the other two, while occasionally blasting wizards with what looked like a gun with a plunger at the front. Another was fighting hand to hand. She moved faster than anything he had ever seen. A closer look revealed that she was, in fact, a werecheetah. The final figure was in armor. Armor that seemed to have levitating charms on it. And was blasting large number of trained Aurors around like toys.

"Here's the deal. You sign this paper and I'll tell them to back off."

Edward turned back to the woman. The paper was wizard adoption papers. He read the names on the papers. "B...bu...but the Diggers were killed. We got that out of Umbridge...eventually."

"Yes, she tried to kill them, but failed. The family decided to lay low for a bit. Well, now they aren't lying down."

Another explosion rocked the building. "I'll sign, I'll sign!"

The harpy started bouncing. "Yay, I get to meet Harry!"

-HDY2-

The first thing the Dursleys noticed the next morning was the temperature. The bedrooms were like saunas, the bathrooms were freezers. And the hallway couldn't make up its mind on which to be.

At breakfast they found out it's hard to make bacon when it oinks in pain.

Dudley had his own problems. He found a leash and dog collor with his name on it in his room. His cereal tasted funny, until he looked closely and realized it was a box of milk bones.

And that was just the start. Each day something went wrong. They tried to blame Harry, but he just smiled and said he never learned anything like this at the school. Vernon was exasperated. He ended up burying the trunk in the backyard in the middle of the night. The next day all the computers at his office went offline for an hour.

Harry was laughing. He knew he was going to get in trouble later, but it was worth it. Three days after arriving every light in the house blew. At dinner, a tree fell, landing on Vernon's new car. This was odd as the closest tree was five blocks away.

The next day a teacher from Dudley's school came by to report his grades. Straight Fs. Apparently had bullied several students into doing his work. He might have passed if he had checked; they had all written "this is not Dudley's work" in the middle of all the assignments. As a result he was expelled and his record sent to all the schools in the area.

Every day it got worse. Bad things kept happening to them. All of Dudley's toys broke. Petunia broke her leg. The day before Harry expected to be picked up Vernon ended up having a good day. The CEO of Grummings Drills had sent a memo to him, letting him know that he would be visiting the next day with some very important news.

That Saturday, Harry was locked in the cupboard before the CEO arrived. He knew what to expect so he made sure to text his family a very evil plan.

-HDY2-

-Dursley residence, 7:00 pm local time

"Come in come in Mr. Grummings." Vernon said in a carefully modulated tone. One that conveyed a sense of sucking up, without actually doing so.

Mr. Jonathan Grummings stepped inside, noting how well the house looked. "Nice house."

Harry smile. It was time. He place a bit of duct tape across his mouth and tied up his feet. He then tied up his hands using aura based telekinesis. As a final bit he sent out a pulse of eldritch energy. Only Aura mages and other magic users could feel it, so he knew Dursleys wouldn't know what was happening.

A few moments later there was another knock at the door. Petunia excused herself to get it. She opened the door to reveal 3 people. One was an older gentleman with a close clipped beard. The other was a woman in way to short shorts and fedora with oversized glasses. And a policeman.

"Excuse me ma'am, but I'm afraid I'm going to have to ask to search the premises." The officer said with a short bow.

"What is the meaning of this!" She said in a highly offended voice.

The girl with oversized glasses rushed forward screaming "HARRY!"

The officer stopped her, but it attracted the attention of both Vernon and Mr. Grummings. Both of whom rushed out, Vernon apologizing repeatedly to his boss for the interruptions.

"I'm quite sorry, but there is no Harry here" Petunia said with a conviction she did not feel.

It was at this time something started banging the door to the cupboard. Mr. Grummings was closest, and tried to open the door, but found it locked. The Dursleys were quite nervous now. "It's been locked for a year sir, lost the key." Vernon lied.

"I can fix that." The officer said pushing his way in. The family was confused as to what to do. The officer went to the door. "If anyone is in there, back up. I'm going to break the door down."

No one noticed as the older man moved his hands in a small complicated gesture as the officer slammed a shoulder into the door. It gave way quite easily, revealing a small boy, about twelve, tied up. Loose ropes on the cot showed that he had struggled to get loose before banging on the door.

What happened next was confusing, but ended with Dursleys in hand cuffs, and everyone giving statements. Not only that, Vernon was given extra charges of embezzlement. Apparently Mr. Grummings has come by to fire Vernon for that, but the events of the evening made him actually press charges.

Two hours later, Harry was relaxing in the Gina mobile. His dad turned to him. "Should I ask what you did?"

Harry smirked. "Bad luck curse."

Gina slammed on the brakes and turned around. "You're telling me you hit them with the same thing that helped to create Brianna!"

Harry looked at his sister apologetically. "It seemed like a good idea at the time. Especially when I found out something about Dudley."

"What is that?"

-Surry child welfare office

Dudley was, for the first time scared. His parents had been arrested and his aunt Marge was distancing herself from the family. Now he was in a room alone as his future was decided. Then a voice came from the darkness.

"Yes, you'll do nicely."

He looked around, confused. "W...who's there?"

"My name is Mr. Peachbody, but you may call me Master." Said the voice as it stepped out of the shadows, revealing a very evil looking black Labrador retriever.

-Ginamobile

"You're kidding."

"Nope. I just meet Benji as a young boy."

They laughed about it all the way home.

GD Bio section:

Penelope Pincer; AKA Penny Pincer:

Originally a rival, both intelligence and archeological prowess, to Gina. They were highly antagonistic to each other, and were engaged in both an attempt one up each other, and give each other wedgies whenever possible. Eventually they made up and have been allies ever since, but still have an antagonistic relationship.

Villain Bio:

Mr. Peachbody:

A time traveling black Lab from a future where dogs rule. He and his pet human Benji were first encounter trying to rewrite history so the dog whistle was never invented.