AN: Disclaimer – Harry Potter and all related materials belong to J.K. Rowling and not me. I also apologise in advance if there is anything in here that seems to be written from another author, it is not intentional.

'Mind speech with Hedwig'

"Normal speech"

$Parseltongue$

"Spells"

'Thoughts'

Chapter 1

When his vision came into focus he found himself in an infirmary. But instead of the well-lit Hogwarts infirmary with its high vaulted ceiling and tall windows running parallel with the beds Harry Potter found himself in what appeared to be a dungeon equivalent of an infirmary. Instead of light pouring in through the windows the only source of light was several braziers and in the ceiling was much lower, probably about 8 feet high. Another difference between the Hogwarts infirmary and Harrys current location was that the door, whilst smaller than the door at the entrance to the Hogwarts infirmary was much grander, covered in gold, rubies and what Harry vaguely recognised as runes.

The young Potter heir immediately began to panic as he had no idea how he arrived in the dungeon/ infirmary. Several thoughts began to run wild through his mind from 'Where am I?' to 'Shit! Voldemort's captured me!'

Just as he was about to start hyperventilating there was a soft trill echoed through the small room. This trill caused the Potter heir to calm down and his mood to lighten. Looking around Harry expected to see the red and gold plumage of the Headmasters phoenix, however there sitting on a perch next to his hospital bed was a phoenix with a pure white chest and head with a black crest and wingtips. The phoenixes eyes however were a stormy grey colour which showed the immortal beings intelligence.

After staring into each other's eyes for what could've been minutes or hours a voice was projected into the young Potters mind.

'Greetings my Harry, are you well?'

"What? Who are you? Where am I?"

The phoenix feeling the young human starting to panic again trilled a soft note whilst saying 'Be at peace my human, we are underground where the small things work and I am your familiar Hedwig.'

"Small things? Underground" Harry questioned. This left two possibilities. The least likely possibility being with dwarves who are renowned for their solitude and haven't willingly let a human into their vast underground kingdoms since the time of the founders. The most probable answer being goblins most likely underneath Gringotts bank.

But the young Potter heir just caught onto what else the immortal being said. "HEDWIG?! But.. but Hedwig's an owl! I would've noticed if I'd had a phoenix familiar for the past 5 years!"

'I have only recently transformed into a phoenix my Harry; I do not know what caused the transformation either.'

At this point the doors were slammed open and half a dozen goblin warriors marched in and lined up along the walls. Goblin warriors tend to use roman style of armour instead of heavy plate armour and chain mail armour used during medieval times. The armour the goblin warriors wore a variation of lorica segmentata as it provides cover for the torso of the goblin whilst giving the wearer a lot of mobility. The difference between the roman armour and the goblin armour is that the goblins covered there armour in several dozen runes.

Following the goblin warriors was a proud and regal goblin and was half a foot taller than the goblin warriors and wore, strangely enough, a muggle (non-magical) business suit and a large crown with the crest of Gringotts (A galleon, sickle and knut) and several rubies imbedded in the golden crown (AN: LOOK AT THE DRAGON AGE ORIGINS DWARVEN KINGS CROWN).

The goblin king gave a toothy smile when it saw that the young potter heir was awake, which scared the teenager more than it encouraged.

"Ah! Mr Potter, awake at last I see"

"Umm.. yes sir I am" came Harrys reply, thinking it would be best to be respectful considering he wasn't sure how he got there so thinking being nice couldn't hurt.

A light frown appeared on the goblin kings face as he asked "You don't remember me do you Mr Potter?" When Harry shook his head in the negative the goblin continued "Do you remember what happened when we met Mr Potter?"

A sudden pain at the thought of his godfather Sirius Black falling through the veil of death in the department of mysteries flashed through Harrys mind as he went on to say "Yes sir, my godfather was killed fighting Death Eaters at the Ministry of Magic"

The goblin kings frown deepened at this as softly said "No Mr Potter, the death of your godfather was two weeks ago, I am referring to our meeting a week ago straight after the Hogwarts express"

Now it was time for Harry to frown at the words of the goblin king. One week. He'd been in this bed for one whole week. What happened?! "Excuse me sir, but if we had a meeting a week ago then what am I doing here?"

"My name is Lord Ragnok Mr Potter, however I insist that you just call me Ragnok for the respect you have continuously shown me and my people" Harry nodded and told Ragnok to call him Harry as well instead of 'Mr Potter'. "And last week we had a meeting for several reasons one of which being several discrepancies within one of your accounts and another being the will reading of the late Lord Sirius Orion Black"

Another flash of pain tore through Harry at the mention of his godfather, but Hedwig continued to trill throughout the small room to calm Harry, which also helped Harry remembering the day he met with Ragnok.

/FLASHBACK/

Since the day where had gone to the Ministry of Magic where he ultimately lead to the death of his godfather and the following meeting with Professor Dumbledore Harry had been angry at a lot of people. One of the people Harry was angry at was Bellatrix Lestrange for murdering his godfather. Another person was the self-styled 'Lord Voldemort' AKA Tom Marvolo Riddle for sending Harry images through the link they shared of Sirius being tortured. Another person Harry directed his anger towards was the potions master Professor Snape for not teaching Harry Occlumency correctly and subsequently leading to Harry getting the vision from the Dark Lord. Harry was also equal part ashamed and angry at himself for allowing himself and his friends into the Ministry of Magic to get attacked by Death eaters.

'The Ministry six' Harry let out a humourless chuckle at this 'that's what they call me, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, Neville Longbottom, Ginny Weasley and Luna Lovegood'

However all the anger that Harry felt towards Lestrange, Riddle, Snape and himself was nothing compared to the anger he felt towards his headmaster right now. The headmaster believed that it was his right when to tell Harry about the prophecy.

'Actually looking back now Dumbles does seem to have a lot of control over my life' Harry mused bitterly.

Looking back from this point there were many different events that seem planned somehow. Following this line of though Harry decided to make a list containing all the events in his life that could've been stopped by the great Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore.

Pre-Hogwarts

· 'Surely mum knew that the Dursleys hated everything to do with magic and would've specified that I shouldn't be sent their in hers and dads will'

· Why didn't anyone come to number 4 Privet drive when the letter clearly said cupboard under the stairs? Surely that says somethings not right here!

First year

· Why was Molly Weasely shouting about the entrance to platform 9 ¾ when she has been on the train at least 14 times herself, plus been there every year since Bill Weasley started Hogwarts?

· How did the troll get past the wards without Dumbledore's knowledge? Or did he know about it and let it in anyway?

· Why didn't Dumbles use the Floo, Fawkes or even apparate to the ministry instead of broom when he's holding a powerful artefact at school?

· Why were all the defences for the stone first year knowledge?

Second year

· Again, surely the wards would've picked up a dangerous artefact such as Tom Riddles diary when Ginny Weasley first brought it to Hogwarts?

· Why wasn't the school first closed when ghosts and students started getting petrified?

· Why didn't the staff stop the students from making me an outcast because I was a Parseltongue?

· Why was someone as incompetent as Lockhart hired to teach a main course such as Defence against the Dark Arts?

Third year

· Dumbles has the political power of Supreme Mugwump of the International Confederation of Wizards, Chief Warlock of the Wizengamot, Headmaster of Hogwarts and is revered as the coming of Merlin, surely that's enough to get rid of Dementors if he didn't want them here? Or at the very least after they had attacked me in the quidditch game against Hufflepuff.

· As the caster of the fidelius for my parents house in Godric's Hollow he knew that Sirius was innocent, yet let him go to prison without a trial anyway.

Fourth year

· Why did Dumbledore only protect the Goblet of Fire with just an age line? Why not use portraits and ghosts to keep watch to make sure no tampering is done.

· Why did all the teachers allow all the houses bullying of me to continue without reprimand but when I defended myself I was given detentions?

· How comes Dumbles didn't recognise his long-time friend Alastor 'Mad eye' Moody was being impersonated?

· Why allow Fudge onto school grounds with a dementor to give a prisoner the kiss without a trial to get useful information so that my story of the graveyard could have been proven true?

· Why put me back in a hate filled environment with the Dursleys after I'd just watched a classmate die without any counselling.

Fifth year

· Why force me to take occlumency lessons with Snape as it is clearly a personal subject and shouldn't be taught by someone who hates me due a grudge they had against my dead father.

· Why not tell me the real reasons for needing occlumency so that I was properly motivated?

With my list of events that happened these last five years that could've been avoided I decided upon a course of action. As soon as I get off the Hogwarts Express I'll make my way to Gringotts to see how much money I have from my parents and then I'll start buying equipment to help me train such as books, weapons (swords, daggers, etc.) and muggle exercise equipment.

-Oo0oO-

The train ride south from Hogwarts was quiet. Hermione kept watch over me the whole way, I think she's expecting me to have a nervous breakdown…. She might not be wrong.

Neville spent the journey quietly conversing with Luna, and from the amount of blushing on Neville's end I think he might fancy Luna. With how close they got to each other from the start of the DA to now it wouldn't surprise me.

However the ones that concerned on the train ride down was Ron and Ginny. Whenever they thought I wasn't looking Ron would send me looks filled with hatred whilst Ginny would look at me at a cross between greed and lust.

-Oo0oO-

When I arrived on the platform I felt I should apologise to everyone's parents, or in Neville's case his gran, for the part I played in getting them injured. I started by walking up to Augusta Longbottom. She was standing proud in a green dress, red handbag and a strange vulture hat. The Longbottom Dowager had a stern look that softened almost ever so slightly when she saw Neville.

When I got to Lady Longbottom I gave a small bow and said "Mrs Longbottom, we haven't been introduced but I'm Harry Potter"

Mrs Longbottom stared me in the eyes for a few minutes before a small smile appeared on her lips and said "I know who you are Mr Potter, Neville speaks quite highly of you and I believe I have you to thank for his boost in confidence."

"Yes ma'am I helped where I could, but I only done a little bit. It's Neville that put in the effort to learn and he was one of the best in the DA by a long shot and always being one of the first to get a new spell"

"Yes well thank you for the part you played in getting him this far" with that she turned to leave.

"Sorry Mrs Longbottom but before you leave I'd like to apologise for taking Neville into a dangerous and being the cause of his wand snapping which I know had great sentimental value to both of you so the least I can do is offer to pay for a new wand."

The Longbottom dowager stared at me critically for a few seconds before saying "Thank you for the offer Mr Potter, however I'm going to have to decline whilst the wand did belong to my son, Neville's farther, I'm just glad he's living up to his father's name. And about taking Neville to the ministry I'd be more ashamed if he didn't go with you, after all in every wizards battle in the last a Longbottom and a Potter have always fought side by side" she finished with a fond smile.

"I didn't know that about our families, thank you for telling me ma'am" Harry replied with a small smile at learning more about his family history.

"It would be best Mr Potter if you look more at your family history as well as family alliances before you take up your titles upon your majority otherwise you will be woefully unprepared. Good day Mr Potter." The elder Longbottom said before turning around and walking towards the nearest Floo.

'One down, three to go' harry thought. 'Wait make that two to go, Luna just skipped into the Floo I'll have to owl her this holiday to apologise.'

Harry then walked up to the elder Grangers, Dan and Emma Granger. He'd met them briefly after third year but it was only a small greeting.

"Excuse me Mr Granger, Mrs Granger" Harry said as said Grangers turned around. Dan Granger was a tall man with Brown hair and eyes and spent a couple of years in the RAF before going into dentistry where he met Miss Smith, now Mrs Granger. Mrs Granger was a very attractive woman who had Bushy brown hair like her daughter but had light blue eyes.

"Yes? Ah Mr Potter good to see you again" Mr Granger spoke with a deep voice and a handshake. "Hello Harry dear, how are you?" Mrs Granger said with a sad look in her eyes, clearly Hermione told her about Sirius.

"Good to see you too Mr Granger, and I'm doing okay for the moment just need some more time to deal with Sirius being gone and I'll be better. I just wanted to come over and say that I'm sorry for bringing Hermione with me to the ministry that night and getting her injured, I'm willing to pay for any medical costs that come from the injury she got from Dolohov that night."

"Well" Mr Granger started "that's a very responsible attitude Mr Potter however from what we've been told in the injury has been healed and it was all done by the nurse."

"I agree" Mrs Granger continued "whilst it is a very responsible attitude to the situation you don't need to worry about it, but thank you anyway"

"I disagree Mrs Granger, I'll always worry about Hermione as she is my closest friend and one of the greatest witches I know and has always been there for me, even when I don't deserve it." Harry said with a fond smile towards Hermione. Of course this declaration caused Hermione to rush towards Harry with the strength of a bear and grip him in a tight hug with a slight blush from the compliment.

"Thank you Harry" Hermione whispered before she let go and they all exchanged greetings with Harry promising to write over the summer and with the invitation to come over to the Grangers for dinner sometime over the summer.

During the hug between Harry and Hermione, Ron's face turned red from hatred because harry was stealing what Ron thought of as 'his girl!' He then stomped off with the rest of family with Ginny's thoughts being similar about Hermione stealing 'her man!'

When Harry looked around and couldn't see the Weasleys he decided it was time he should deal with his uncle. When he exited the barrier he saw several Order of the Phoenix members stalking away from a very pale Vernon Dursely.

When Vernon saw the young Potter heir approach he regained some colour and shouted "BOY! HURRY UP AND GET YOU TRUNK IN THE CAR!"

"Actually uncle I was going to go and stay at the Leaky Cauldron for a couple nights and then I'll make my own way to Privet drive"

Whilst Vernon didn't like having to come up to London for nothing, the thought of postponing the young potter arriving at privet drive and thus postponing his 'freakiness' was a tempting offer.

"Fine! But don't call and expect me to come down again to pick you up!" and with that the elder male Dursley waddled off towards his company car.

-Oo0oO-

Entering Gringotts Harry went up to the nearest teller and politely waited for the Goblin to acknowledge him for several minutes before the goblin looked up without the usual sneer that goblins directed towards wizards and asked what the young potter heirs business was in Gringotts.

"I would like to talk to someone about my account please" Harry replied

"Name?"

"Harry Potter sir"

The goblins eyebrows raised up at this but didn't check for his scar like most wizards and witches do. "Would you mind waiting here for a minute Mr Potter, I'm going to see if someone's available to meet with you." The goblin ran off as fast as he could to the bank manager as fast as he could.

In an unusual breach of etiquette when meeting the manager/ king the goblin just raced through the door before bowing an quickly stating "Apologies my lord but you asked to be notified as soon as the young Mr Potter enters the bank"

Ragnok Gringotts the lord, king and chieftain of the goblin nation as well as bank manager of Gringotts London branch was just unsheathing his sword ready to order the goblins execution before he was informed of Mr Potter entering Gringotts quickly ordered the young goblin to bring the Potter heir to his office.

Harry had been waiting for five minutes before the goblin returned and requested that Harry meet with the bank manager. As Harry entered the Goblins office he saw goblin weaponry placed at various points along the wall as well as tapestries depicting goblin battles. Behind the goblin was a large bookcase that would've made Hermione drool just at the thought of all that knowledge. And sat directly behind the desk was a tall goblin wearing a muggle business suit and a crown and the nameplate of Ragnok on the desk.

Approaching the desk Harry bowed slightly and said "Greetings Lord Ragnok, may I ask why I was bought before the Goblin king."

"We are here to discuss your insults to the goblin nation Mr Potter" The bank manager sneered at Harry.

Harry's face took on a look of confusion as he said "insult? I'm sorry my lord I'm not sure I know what you mean, I have always been polite when dealing with your people"

"I'm talking about the fact that in the last 5 years you haven't returned any on the owls we have sent you asking for meetings regarding your inheritance and several other matters Mr Potter, in fact the only reason why we haven't got rid of you as a client is because the potters have long been goblin friends"

"Goblin friend? Letters? I'm afraid I don't know what you mean sir" harry replied with a frown.

"Has your magical guardian not told you any of this Mr Potter?" the goblin king replied with a dangerous glint in his eyes.

"No sir, however he's been in Azkaban most of my life and we never got a lot of opportunities to talk sir" Harry stated sadly at the thought of his godfather.

"No Mr Potter, I'm not talking about the recently deceased Lord Sirius Orion Black, I'm talking about Mr Dumbledore as he is your magical guardian and has been for the last 15 years"

AN: I KNOW THIS TYPE OF STORY HAS BEEN DONE BEFORE, I JUST WANT TO GIVE IT A GO AND SEE HOW IT GOES. REVIEWS WOULD BE APPRECIATED.