Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or Supernatural, it is owned by J.K Rowling, and Warner Bros. along with Eric Kripke.

Some parts to this story is approved by Lord BladeDSF

Full Summary: Upon the result of a traitor Harry Potter lost his family, and while on the path of revenge Harry was introduced to the world of a Hunter, arm with the knowledge given to him Harry finally destroyed the shadows of his past and was ready to move on.

However upon his death Harry was given a Pandora's Box of secrets that was literally meant to be taken to his grave.

Upon learning this knowledge, he was given two choices 'ignore this secret and move on to the next life, or take the skills, knowledge, and memories he was given and save those who he lost and bring those who wronged him…to Justice.'

Parings: Harem: DG, FD, SB, (more will be added later on)

Key themes - Time Travel, skilled, knowledge, deception, Professional Quidditch, Hunter, Supernatural Xover Cameos.

"Speech"

'Thoughts'

'Parchment'/'Spell'

"SPEECH ANGER"

'THOUGHTS ANGER'

Ĥ(Location)Ĥ (A/N: Don't like it deal with it)

(A/N): Authors Note

P.S don't forget there is an important Authors Note (A/N) at the end of this chapter.

Chapter One: Fires of the past, Ashes of Rebirth

Smoke rising in the air, the heat from the fires burning and dancing to the chaos and destruction upon a big but conceal alley. On the ground leading to the certain alley a sign on the ground was damaged but you could just make the words 'Diagon', if one were to see this they would have believed that this looked to be the apocalypse happened.

And in the far end of the alley stood the remains of a building and the entrance was blocked by a 'Weasleys Wizard Wheezes' sign embedded in the ground.

Not too far from the building the roar of an engine went off until a black slick car stopped and shut off. At a closer look on this car, you could see that it was a black 67' Chevy Impala. But what makes this car different was that there were some markings upon it and appeared to be modified to have the original look but have components that were made in the later decades. And upon the door opening a figure made his way judging by his body shape and the outfit.

The shadow coming into play took the form of a man with black shaggy shoulder length hair, black tinted semi-transparent wraparound sunglasses that hides his glowing emerald eyes, black overcoat with jagged ends, underneath the coat was a long gray dress shirt, black tie tucked under a back vest, his hands were occupied with fingerless black gloves with silver bud knuckles, with an iron chain wrap around his left hand, his pants were black with a leather belt as well as knee high boots.

Turning to the back of his car me moved to the back and dragged two bodies out by the back of their necks and dragged them away from the car far enough away and dropped them out to an open field.

After he set them aside he began to set up a ritual involving a sigil, candles, a bowl of herbs, human blood. After the preperation was complete the figure took a full set of matches lit and set the bowl on fire that let off sparks.

After waiting for a bit, a throat cleaning cough gained his attention, so turning around the figure turned to a medium sized man with brown thin hair and a full beard with a black suit with a silver gray tie and a black suited overcoat standing and looking at him and then down to the two unconscious people on the ground.

"Well this is quite interesting Sparky, after three months of no calling, no letters, not even summoning for a little chat. It hurts you know, I honestly thought we were best friends. But on the other hand I see you come bearing gifts, oh you even had these little brats killed and then gift wrapped for me…hmm well I guess I can forgive you then. "

"They're not dead…" getting up during the conversation he pulled the hair back to the red head to show a small mark on the neck and the same on the other.

Smirking a bit, the other guy smiled "I see, so you put a stasis charm on them both, I knew you loved me Potter."

Rolling his eyes behind his shades the now identified Potter just sighed "Enough of the jokes Crowley, I'm sure you have business to deal with so let's get to the deal, do you have 'It'?"

"Sheesh, always business with you Harry, would it kill you to ever take a stop and chat a bit. You're lucky that I consider you my favorite client. And yes I do have it, after all a deals a deal." Reaching into his coat pocket he pulls out an old revolver gun, opening the Barrel chamber of the gun to show one bullet inside "Here it is, Samuel Colts gun aka 'The Colt', with one original bullet inside, guarantee to kill anything that walks this earth." Closing the chamber, he hands the gun over to Harry while the two bodies were tossed over to Crowley.

Once the bodies were secured Crowley then looked toward the one person who he felt had been a good friend and a valuable client in the whole apocalyptic hell, "I believe what you have planned involving 'him' is suicide, but on the other hand it's your choice, but for both our sakes, I hope I don't see you on the other side of my court room anytime soon."

"Crowly before you go," seeing him nod he continued "I have a favor to ask, something you can do for me." Gesturing him to continue he did "If you're going to return Ron's soul to his body on his way to hell, I want you to bring him to your lowest level and make him suffer, give that little son a bitch a royal torture treatment worthy of the King of Hell." What he got what was an evil smirk with the nod and all three suddenly disappeared.

And once that was done Harry secured the gun in his coat and was walking into the destruction of the Alley.

(Narration P.O.V)

'My name is Harry Potter, and my story is one that involves tragedy, death, and vengeance. And like most tragic stories, it was made…by the very graves that were filled along the way.

It all began on my 11 birthday where it was revealed that I was a Wizard and was introduced into the world of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and my destiny led me to the one place I called home, Hogwarts.

Seven years I have learned much from the legendary magic school, I have learned friendship, loss, war, and love. And after my years in school, I married my girlfriend Ginny Weasley, had my three children, and felt that everything was turning around for me, that was until 'that' day.

'The day that my best friend and brother-in-law made a deal with a powerful demon out of greed and the price was his soul taken from him. And with his soul gone he then without conscious thought slaughter everyone in the family, my family, his own children and even his own wife one of my best friends Hermione.' Trying to push back the bad moments of that massacre and how after killing them and left Harry for dead, they ran off into the shadows, yet did not know that Harry was still alive.

'Driven by grief, and filled with vengeance, I swore on the grave of my children that I would find Ron and the Demon Azazel aka Yellow Eyes and make them pay for what they done. And on that path, I traveled the world, and visited many orders, society's, tribes and temples, and collected their knowledge, and on one of those journeys I came across a roman catholic group of priest that introduced me to one who also called himself a Hunter, a human regardless of class hunts down the Supernatural and saves people from monsters, ghosts, demons and many other class of beings.

'And after many years of training, and gathering knowledge, I continued to travel and look for any clues, and whispers of my targets, and while on the way I had gained a reputation as a hunter, I was known as "The Emerald Reaper" for when my enemies look upon my eyes as they die before me. And with my reputation comes allies and enemies. And thanks to them I was able to find Ron and Azazel, but unfortunately when I found them, I found a shadow from my past, for Azazel broke a seal into another veil of death and was able to use it to bring back Tom Riddle aka Voldemort, who then with the other two caused the apocalypse around the world with me as the only survivor.

'But fortunately while he escaped, I was able to capture the two bastards, and found the location of Riddle at the same time, who through the power of Azazel sent a message to me that he would wait for our rematch at the heart of where the Wizarding World begins, and I knew right away he meant Diagon Alley.

And with the agreement between me and Crowley for the usurper to his throne, along with his pawn, I would be given the legendary Colt, the one gun that can destroy any Supernatural being that walks the earth, and use it to kill Voldemort. And after that the rest is history.'

(P.O.V END)

After walking for an hour and coming across a dead end that formed a circle, a spark was felt on the back of his neck as Harry jumped out of the way and was able to escape a jet of green lightning that was thrown repeatedly everywhere trying to hit Harry who kept dodging and leaping everywhere.

Once the lightning stopped a male figure made his way out of the shadows.

The figure had pale white skin, a skeletally thin body, and dark scarlet eyes with cat-like slits for pupils. He had a chalk-white face that resembled a skull, snake-like slits for nostrils, and long, thin hands with unnaturally long fingers and was wearing a black hooded cloak.

Once he walked upon Harry he gave an evil smile along with creepy laugh "Well well, I am impressed Harry Potter, the last time we fought, you could barely dodge two of my attacks, not like now when you dodge them all. I see this will be a truly wonderful challenge, and once I defeat you we will truly see once and for all who the greatest is, and more importantly I will make you pay for ruining my quest to becoming the Master of Death. And as you lay on the ground in defeat and I see the despair in your eyes, then I will take pleasure of killing you."

When the 'annoying monologue was over Harry slid his Holly Wand in his hand and looked upon his foe with a calm look on his face "Honestly, it does not matter what you want or desire Tom. After all, you are nothing more than a shadow, a memory that I have already defeated." What he got was a snarl from the snake like wizard.

"And not only that, you…were nothing more than a pawn in a brat's game of trying to usurp a throne that did not belong to him. So in the end, you're not a threat, you're just a mess that needs to be cleaned up. So let's cut the crap and end this." Once he was done they both got into a bow and got into a dueling stance.

And what came next was a lights flashing, and explosions for what felt like hours, but was truly minutes. And as they kept battling both suddenly stopped and glared each other down, one was calm and cool, while the other was furious.

And then like before more attacks were being made. And when the battle was starting to take their toll on each other, both stopped, took a deep breath and then both silently swiped their wands and silently called their spells 'Avada Kadavera/Expelliarmus' as the jet of green light met the jet of red light at the middle just as the time the two fought in the graveyard when Voldemort was revived.

And the struggle was starting to show Voldemort was winning Harry was fighting more and was putting more power into his own, and out of nowhere a golden dome was surrounding the two duelist and harry knew one thing for sure what it was 'Priori Incantatum' and like before they both heard a melody that sounded like a phoenix song.

Using the moment from the distraction Voldemort broke the connection to make sure it would not end like last time, and when Harry lost his focus he was then blasted by a quiet 'Bombarda' from Toms wand that then blasted Harry backwards along with his wand slipping out of his bleeding hand and feeling major pain on his left shoulder that was also bleeding pretty badly.

When he saw him down Riddle started to crackle madly walking towards him, but then stopped for a moment and then decided to add salt to he wound and aimed his wand down and blasted his signature spell and destroyed the wand.

After that he then stood over Harry's body. "How does it feel now Potter? How does it feel to know I have defeated you and destroy your only chance to defeat me?" Looking upon Riddle Harry was trying to show a strong face and not cry out in pain.

Feeling a little cocky he knelt down to Harry and gave an evil smug look on his face and leaned in closer to him "And now I can finally take pleasure in knowing I will finally finish what I should have done years ago. And to show you how merciful I am, are there any last words you wish to say?"

(Click)

What he got was a cold smug looked back with a face of cold emerald eyes "Yeah I do, be sure to say hi to Crowley for me in Hell."

(Bang)

And what happened next was a bullet hole in the middle of Voldemort's forehead who was not expecting to be shot and did not have a chance to defend himself, and after a minute of yellow flashes on his body, eyes, and mouth his body fell backwards completely dead…again.

After seeing his job was done Harry felt the damage and blood loss finally took his toll on him and he fell back on the ground and let the exhaustion of everything he went through finally take his toll him.

And as he died in the never ending fire burning around him Harry Potter for the first time in years had a small true smile on his face.

Ĥ(Unknown location)Ĥ

As the blinding light flash intensely for a moment, it then died down to show Harry laid upon the ground. When the light disappeared his eyes shot opened up and jerked himself into a sitting position to find himself in a study with two leather chairs with a side table that had fried pickle chips in a basket, bookshelves full of books and a fire place burning smoothly. "Fascinating, isn't it." Said a cold British voice.

Turning to the voice he looked upon an elderly gentleman whose body looks to have a thin frame, he has overly large pupils that expand like the sockets of a skull. He is dressed in a dark business suit, as he walks towards him he has a steel tip cane that thumps along the ground with each step, and on his ring finger is a silver ring with a white stone in the center.

Looking upon him Harry had a hidden feeling to jump into a defensive stance against this mysterious person, however he stopped himself because after he got a second glance upon the figure and saw it was a familiar face he met twice in his life as a hunter.

Relaxing a bit but still held his guard up, Harry who looks to see that he had everything on that he was wearing except for his overcoat and his weapons. Standing up he looks to see what he was talking about and realized it was the room he was talking about "Indeed, and I take it this room was of your making?"

What he got was a head shake "Unfortunately no, I was the one to bring you here, the room was your making. You see this place is considered a court room where I choose to decide if a soul is sentence to the afterlife, or be sent to hell, but one thing helps is that when a soul enters this realm it becomes something that your soul and your memory considers home to you."

Taking in the information Harry looked around "Makes sense," when he came upon the fire place he stares into it with a haunted look "After all this place was my study in Grimmauld Place, and I haven't been here since before I became a Hunter." After that he turns back to the man and had a little smirk he couldn't help with giving "I never thought out of all the reapers you have in the business, you decide to meet me when I kick the bucket huh Death." What he got in return was the still blank stare that shows no amusement to the humor.

"If you recall when we first met years ago I told you during that civil war between the Vampires and the Vatican in Rome.

I told you that I have been alive for many Centuries, I have been watching you on this little planet in one tiny solar system in a galaxy that's barely out of its diapers. I'm old, Harry Potter. Very old. So you know how insignificant I find them to be." Turning to one of the chairs he sat down on it and picked up the basket of pickle chips and started to eat a couple and gestured to the other chair for Harry to sit, when he did he took the atmosphere as serious when Death looked to be bring something huge.

"Before you ask me about your fate, I have somethings to bring to your attention Harry." Seeing him focused he continues.

"Are you aware of the cycle of souls, the stability between heaven and hell, essentially the rule known as the balance?"

What he got was nod "I thought as much, anyway in time when humans are born and when they die, the souls get judged, they are set to know when they are to be born, and when they are to die. However whatever actions they make in between is the linchpin to decide where you go in the end."

"Now, concerning prophesies, unless it is one that was made by Fate, or those who have been foretold by the divine, then one must never mess with the balance in order to enforce a prophecy made by a mortal. Otherwise there will be those who die before their time, and those who were meant to be born will never be."

Judging by the little lessons he was given, it seemed to Harry that Death was telling him something, some kind of hint. And then like a lightning bolt struck him in his core he understood.

"The Prophecy, the one meant for Dumbledore, the one about me and- ".

Death cut in to the point "The power hungry little brat Riddle, who not only tried and fail to defy me, but started a war all because he was having a temper tantrum." After a moment Death continued.

"While the prophecy was one that was foretold by Fate, the problem was Dumbledore manipulated you, used you more than what you were told, he also broke many magical laws involving blood magic, and he has changed many events in time that he unknowingly had created a paradox of his own making."

Shock and disturbed was what went through Harry's mind as he tried to process that "How, how can that be, I know Dumbledore left a lot of information out, but the thought that Dumbledore doing what you said after all the he has done for me, how he helped me, saved me, it sounds so…so…".

"Believe what you want boy, but it's the truth. If Dumbledore had not interfered and manipulated events to his favor instead of letting it be then everything would not have been as atrocious in the end." Death not even caring as he continued "Believe me the paperwork that I have go through because of him have set me back for years, I have been working on it for 10 years now and it has not even made a dent of progress." After saying that and placing the empty basket down Death leaves his chair and moved to look at the fire place.

"And that is why you are here, if it had been anyone else I would have just let them be and go about my business. But instead I am going to extend a one-time offer, one that if you tell any of the higher ups I will deny it. It is one that if chosen, there is no turning back." Looking back upon the boy the glow of the fire place gave Deaths eyes a very serious look.

"The offer is to help me with all this by going back and fixing this mess, with Dumbledore, with the War, with the Apocalypse, with everything."

"You mean…back in time? But why? If I do then wouldn't that cause a disruption in the space time dimension, like the issue that goes with the Time Turner?" Harry wondered, because while he would be more than happy to go and meet his loved ones at long last, the small part of his mind wondered about the possibilities of going back and maybe save his friends and loved ones who did not deserve to die.

"Normally yes, if your body goes back in time. However, if you chose to go back what I am going to do is send your soul back to the past and have it absorb and then takeover the soul of your body before you started Hogwarts."

After that conversation Death snapped his fingers and two different doors appeared one red and one blue, and both had a powerful low diming glow behind them.

"This is your last chance…once you walk past me, there is no going back. You enter the blue door, your story ends and you cross into the next journey and reunite with those in your heart again. You take the red door, you wake up in the past, and you will see how deep the spider web called deceit was sprung." After that Death had walked up to Harry and dropped a bundle like object to his hand.

Upon a closer examination he gave what looked to be rings combine together, upon closer inspection Harry realized that they were the rings from the four horsemen including Deaths own ring in the center. "If you accept going back take these rings with you, with the horsemen ring you will be able to use the spell to open the door to a portal in a space of your choosing. And it is also for your soul to be able to survive the jump into the time stream considering how far you have to go. Just hold the rings up to the red door and say 'Tempus ostium aperi'" (Door of Time open) and have a clear image of where you want to go.

After making his choice Harry took a moment to memorize the enchantment and then moved towards the red door. Before he touched the door he turned back to Death "Thank you Death, for giving me a chance. And no offense to you, but I truly hope that this will be the last time in a very long time that we ever see each other again."

What he got was expected response from the reaper "I couldn't agree more boy, and remember this is a one-time deal, don't waste it." And after that he disappeared.

Not wasting anymore time Harry walked up to the door and spoke the enchantment and watched as the rings flew in front of the door which then out of nowhere proceeded to break own to pieces and reveal a red glowing vortex in front of him.

When the rings flew back into his hand Harry then without fear walk into the vortex till the outline of his body was gone. After that a powerful blinding light flashed everywhere and consumed the whole room, when the light was losing power it began to die down and start consuming everything around it till everything was nothing but darkness.

Ĥ(July 16 1991, 4:00am Room in the Cupboard under the stairs)Ĥ

Shifting slightly Harry grabs his head in pain and opens his eyes to noticing that even though it was blurry he can still describe the surrounding darkness and familiar stench of wood that was the cupboard under the stairs in the old familiar Private Drive #4.

'Even though I hate being back here again, it's good to be in a familiar place.'

Taking a moment to regain the feeling of his surroundings he reached over to grab his glasses, his old ones and placed them on and took in the familiar feeling of being in the room.

Opening the blades with his magic, he sees a clock across from him and saw it was four in the morning. 'Thank god for my old sleeping habits of waking up early, it also helps that those 'people' are such heavy sleepers that a dragon could roar out here and it would only annoy them in their sleep.'

Clearing his thoughts, he continued to think 'Alright enough talking let's see if I can do this' and with a motion with his pointing finger he thought of the spell 'Alohomora' as he suddenly heard a quiet click indicating the spell worked.

Quietly slipping out he stepped out of the cupboard and stood up to pop his joints, now relieved he stood still to get used to the feeling of being small again. Once he did he went over to a mirror and looked upon himself, and what he saw what looked like a ghostly memory to his past, because he was looking at his 11 years old self.

The only difference was the fact his emerald green eyes, instead of sparkling and innocent his eyes was cold and dark with flames that could freeze hell. Eyes that looked all the same to him for over ten years as a hunter.

Stepping away and shaking off the thoughts, he prepared himself and went up to the stairs and to the 'Dursley Den'.

Casting another silent Alohomora and quietly opened the door, 'like that would even matter considering the fat bastard snores as bad as Ron.'

As he peeks in he saw them out of it and quietly Harry stood at the end of their bed and began twirling his pointing and middle finger together in a specific pattern until he suddenly stopped and pointed at Vernon and mentally called out 'Inventio' and he watched the man go stiff as a board and paled a bit, and after that he then repeated the same process to Petunia. After that he relaxed a bit and smiled at his work 'excellent, now that the stasis spell is cast, now they will be like this until I the timer I set for them wares off. Now…time for the fat little pig next.'

As he sneaks out he stealthily moves into see the little spawn bastard out of it like his old man. Moving over next to the boy he repeated the process like before and successfuly he sees Dudley gone stiff like the others. 'Perfect, now I can temporarily leave the premises to take care of some business, and then come back later and shut down these blood wards, but first I need to leave behind a small vile of blood here so the old bastard doesn't get suspicius.'

As soon he was done he decided to do what he always wanted to do, and finally get back for all the abuse from the brat, so he drops Dudley to the ground and so he goes and kicks him to the side repeatedly, and after he was done kicking him, he then decides to start punching him in the face a couple of times.

When he was done he saw no bruise on his face thankfully, he walks out of the room feeling better, as he was walking he stopped outside of Vernon and Petunias room. Deciding to take the opportunity while he could Harry goes into the room and cuts loose on Vernon as well.

When was done he walks down and makes his own breakfast for the first time and decided to make a healthy one with eggs, fruit, and vegetables that were around not like the fatty and fried crap like the Dursleys would eat.

When he was done eating he looked to the mantle clock and saw it was five in the morning. Deciding to start off fixing his mind and then his body later, Harry started by sitting down in a meditative state and began some breathing exercise that he learned from the Native Americans during his travels in his old life, by doing so he was able to clear his mind better and was able to help him remember all the components to help build his Occlumency to the point were not even Legilimency from the likes of Dumbledore or the powers of a demon would not be able to break his barriers. And after all the crap Harry had to deal with he was going to need to have his barriers be as powerful as needed, cause much like Moody would say 'CONSTANT VIGALLENCE'.

As the time came around seven thirty in the morning and his barriers have begun to regain some strengths, but it will take time to build it up back to full strength, but much like everything else it will take time. At least for now he was able to store and organize a little bit of Pureblood politics he remembered reading when dealing with goblins for Gringotts, and that will come in handy for later. Returning to reality he hears something slip in the mail slot, so waking himself from his meditation he goes to see it had finally came the letter he was looking for.

A letter addressed to Mr. H Potter the cupboard under the stairs and the private drive address.

Looking upon this a little anger slipped through his barriers seeing that the old bastard knew how much of his 'treatment' from the Durlsey extended 'I mean for bloody sakes it says the cupboard under the stairs, just you wait Dumbledore.'

Deciding to see if the letter is still the same he opens its context to read it.

HOGWARTS SCHOOL of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY

Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore

(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorcerer, Chief Warlock,

Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)

Dear Mr. Potter,

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.

Terms begin on September 1. We await your owl by no later than July 31.

Yours sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall

Deputy Headmistress

Nice to seeing that the letter was still the same as before he pulls out a familiar second parchment on the back of the first and saw all the same school supplies

All students that are attending HOGWARTS SCHOOL of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY require

UNIFORM

First-year students will require:

1. Three sets of plain work robes (black)

2. One plain pointed hat (black) for day wear

3. One pair of protective gloves (dragon hide or similar)

4. One winter cloak (black, silver fastenings)

Please note that all pupils' clothes should carry name tags

COURSE BOOKS

All students should have a copy of each of the following:

The Standard Book of Spells (Grade 1) by Miranda Goshawk

A History of Magic by Bathilda Bagshot

Magical Theory by Adalbert Waffling

A Beginners' Guide to Transfiguration by Emetic Switch

One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi by Phyllida Spore

Magical Drafts and Potions by Arsenius Jigger

Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them by Newt Scamander

The Dark Forces: A Guide to Self-Protection by Quentin Trimble

OTHER EQUIPMENT

wand cauldron (pewter, standard size 2) set

glass or crystal phials

telescope set

brass scales

Students may also bring an owl or a cat or a toad

PARENTS ARE REMINDED THAT FIRST YEARS ARE NOT ALLOWED THEIR OWN BROOMSTICKS

So seeing everything looked the same Harry got fully dressed with some clothes from the cupboard, looking at them he swore to himself as soon as he got his money he was going to get some new ones on his own.

So as soon as he left he started jogging and ran until he was in London and from there he used his memories to remember the directions to The Leaky Cauldron and decided to walk from there.

Ĥ(The Leaky Cauldron)Ĥ

An hour later he looked upon and saw what he was looking for, and from his point of view he saw the ever familiar sign of 'The Leaky Cauldron'. It was a grubby looking place; one he was sure the muggles who was not looking for it would have missed it. Deciding to cut his thoughts and move on so no one would think he was crazy, he decided to go in the pub, once he was inside he was not surprised the place looked the same as always.

The pub was dark, dank, and dirty. There was very little in the way of light, and only a few candles here and there could be seen in the room, some even hanging in the air, while some are so dim that they casting shadows along the walls and floor in equal measure.

The tables were all dusty, they looked like they hadn't been cleaned in months, and the few people he saw sitting around at the tables were equally unkempt. A few old women were sitting in a corner, drinking tiny glasses of sherry. One of them was smoking a long pipe. He looked over and saw the old bartender Tom who hasn't changed.

No one seemed to have noticed him yet, and a part of him was glad as he felt that at this point in time he did not need the attention right now, he decided to do that after he visits the alley and get his supplies, plus due to given how low the lighting was in this place Harry was not surprised he could slip by this place quickly all he needed was a corner to make the dis-illusionment charm on his self and he can wait for someone to open the entrance and he can slip by and then make his own way to Gringotts.

So like he planned he went to a spot under the stairs that lead to the inn rooms, he wandless casted the dis-illusionment charm as quietly as he could still thankful as ever that the Ministry can not detect wandless magic being used and especially in an area that has a certain amount of magical energy running 24/7 otherwise he would have been caught and that would of been count for double on him if it had not been for the blood wards surrounding the house giving off energy that covered Harry's escape this morning. As he finished the charm he walked over to the back place and waited for someone to open the door leading to the alley.

And low and behold an elder couple did and he was able to get past them and out back, and as they open the entrance he managed to enter before the place closed.

After hiding behind a building he removed the charm from his self he walked back out. Every time he walks these streets even when he 'died' among the wreckage in this place the magic of Diagon Alley always astounded Harry.

As he was walking amongst the witches and wizards for once he was thankful for his short stature for now so within the hustle and bustle of the crowd, no one would notice that of a small child walking out from the archway that led to the Leaky Cauldron.

As he was walking the boy looked beyond the mass of people. Far above their heads, standing in the distance was a large, white building he was all too familiar with Gringotts, the wizard bank, the first destination that Harry needed to be.

Setting off at a brisk, yet unhurried pace, Harry Potter wove his way between the crowd of people with ease and grace.

As he walked upon the steps he saw two Goblins in armor guarding the entrances of the door, as he walked upon them he gave them a gracious bow them as he watched them act surprise for a few moments before they nod back to let him in as he walked in.

Walking inside the bank he looked upon the sheer number of goblins working behind desks as he entered the foyer, until he came upon an open teller.

Harry bowed his head when the goblin noticed him and when he did and he had seen the name badge he spoke in a noble and respected tone "Good morning, Master CrushClaw, if I could have a moment of your time I would like to talk to the director of Gringotts and request to take an inheritance test if he has the time. If he does could you tell him that Harry James Potter is the one requesting him and I can wait patiently."

When the Goblin known as Crushclaw got a closer look at Harry when he heard the tone of respect, his eyes widening in surprise at what he saw.

As he looked more at Harry, or in this case the magic flowing in his eyes, he saw the raw power radiating from them, for one obviously so young it showed much, and what he saw was one who had seen War and Death yet was able to survive from it.

Only the more powerful Lords of the Wizarding community let off such power. But to Crushclaw as he looked upon the boy, there was something different that separated him from those so called 'Lords'. And what Crushclaw found was that his power not only was strong but produced an Aura that shows not only was he worthy, but also demanded respect.

Deciding to take a chance to see what is going on, he brought out some parchment and a knife. On the off chance this 'child' could very well be a thief and that he was under the polyjuice potion to make his self look like the boy.

Looking at Harry with a feral grin, he stated "If you are who you claim to be then you would not mind taking the knife here and cut your thumb and allow a few drops to fall onto this parchment would you? If you do it will show use who you are with the magic in your blood and if you are indeed Mr. Potter then I shall do as you ask." Sliding the parchment and the knife to Harry he also added a very little leak of danger in his voice with a threatening tone.

"However if you are lying about who you are…well you won't have long to realize the consequences of your actions…are we agreed Mr. Potter?" making it a little sweet at the end.

Harry gave a very confident nod as he was not afraid of the threat and followed Crushclaws instructions without even saying anything. Once he placed a few droplets onto the parchment he saw his cut was healed immediately.

This surprised both Harry and Crushclaw for two different reasons for Harry because he never healed that quick and thought it must have been the knife.

For Crushclaw it was because he realized that this young man is who he claims to be. One secret known only to Goblins, and that was the ceremonial knives that goblins use for identity parchments.

The knives have multiple special runes carved onto the blades that act like a truth verification in them, if they are proven right on who they are then the cuts heal immediately. If they are not who they claim to be according to the Goblins request, then the blood that has touched the blade will be poisoned instantly and the owner would be killed right on the spot.

Deciding to school his features and prepare himself he looked upon the parchment to see what it says

Name: Harry James Potter

Father: James Charlus Potter (Deceased October 31, 1981)

Mother: Lily Marie Potter nee Evans (Deceased October 31, 1981)

Born: July 31 1980

Godparent: Lord Sirius Orion Black

Looking upon the Parchment the Goblin back to Harry when he suddenly bowed to the boy in fear "Forgive me young Mr. Potter, I have been confirmed you are telling the truth for who you are and I hope I did not displease you?" as he looked back at the boy.

Harry kept his blank face as he replied in the same respectful tone, "Think nothing of it Master Crushclaw, you were only looking out for position, after all 'thieves beware' we can never be too careful," as he looked upon the grinning bank teller as he smiled back "still would you like me to wait as you contact the Director of Gringotts?" as he was waiting patiently.

The goblin before him was still amazed at the respect he was being given by the young wizard, so shaking his head no he placed his palm on the rune under his desk and sent a signal as he directed Harry to follow him. "There is no need Mr. Potter if you will follow me I will take you to him immediately."

As they walked quickly as they could the goblin and the wizard walked upon large ornate golden doors and the goblin rapped on one of the doors with his hand.

"Enter" a raspy voice sounded from inside.

Harry looked around as they walked in. They were in a large, circular room that was immersed with power. The architecture showed a lot of antiques that contained Blackwood for tables and white oak for chairs that looked very tasteful inside the office and behind the Directors desk was a large, golden throne that a regal looking goblin sat at. Everything in the room was of very exquisite craftsmanship.

Director Ragnok watched carefully as the young boy walked in along with the Goblin who first bow in apologies for the interruption and informed him about the young wanted to speak with him. Gestuuring for the boy to come forward he saw that the young 'Lord' Potter stood behind the seats waiting to be seated.

As Ragnok looked upon the boy he saw that many wizards or Goblins would not notice about young Mr. Potter, first the boy was dressed in rags, far from what the goblin had come to expect from such an old pureblood family such as the Potter family.

Second, the child's eyes looked to put on a mask of innocence as a front to throw people off to his true feelings.

But to one veteran goblin warrior such as Ragnok he could see regret, betrayal, a soul that has been through the void and back, and lastly he saw a Hunter. A hunter with a depth of coldness that could only come with great pain and sorrow in his life.

And beyond the pain he could see that young Harry seemed to carry himself with a strength and determination you would find in those who have fought and lived through war.

Which then made the director beg to question as to what happened to young Mr. Potter to have eyes such as those.

Once Harry felt he had the goblins attention he bowed to the director "Director Ragnok it is an honor to meet you and thank you for taking your time to meet with me, May your gold flow forever more."

Ragnok was surprised for a moment to be greeted by a young wizard in the Goblin Customs, so in return he gave a smile that showed his front razor sharp teeth, "Well indeed Mr. Potter, may fortunes shine upon you today, now please have a seat…how can I be of service for you today?"

Showing himself to his seat as he spoke "I would like to take an inheritance test as I have been told from 'a trusted source' if I want to confirm my place as heir to my family, as well as see if I contain any kind of abilities. After that I would like some money from any kind of vault that I may have, or from my parents."

Looking upon the parchment in his hand given to him by Crushclaw, Ragnok realize that this will be a very smart move if he does this, after all if the Young 'soon to be' Lord Potter is who he thinks he is then everything the 'Most Ancient and Noble House' Potter could be open and Gringotts can once again bring more Gold as they have before.

After all, before the Potter family were killed they were Gringotts most valuable customer.

And since it seems he is the Godson of the Head of the Black Family then he could be the Heir of the Black Family, and if he is then we will be expecting more gold than before, as well as stick it to the Malfoy, and the Lestrange family since they are connected to the blacks by marriage they can severely charge them for the crimes have made upon goblin soil.

So Ragnok knew that to make sure they keep their new soon to be very important customer happy he decided to acknowledge the boys request.

"Very well that can be done for you Mr. Potter, in fact when Crushclaw gave me the parchment." Holding it up for Harry to see it,

"I was going to request that you take both of these tests anyway because while you may be the heir of the Potter family, there is a possibility that you may be the heir of one or more families so I was going to ask for you to take it, in order to verify the possibilities for both of us. Of course all of this will all be at our payment of course. We would not want to allow the young bright wizard to pay for something that should be rightfully his anyway."

As he was saying this he brought out an ancient looking bowl that was covered in runes. It was sitting beside a golden ceremonial knife, along with a blank piece of parchment and a quill.

"Now what I need you to do Mr. Potter is to take this ceremonial knife to cut your thumb like you did earlier for Crushclaw and let the blood drip into this basin, and when it has enough blood, your thumb will automatically heal itself, then take the magic quill next to the basin, then dip your blood into it to sign your name on the parchment. The charms on that parchment, along with the magic in the runes that cover the basin will scan the magic in your blood to find out what families you are descended from or connected to, and it will also scan for any special abilities that you may be dormant in you or not have discovered yet."

Harry showed he understood and stepped up to the table which held the basin and other materials for the test. Picking up the dagger before cleanly slicing his thumb enough to make sure it the blood dripped enough for the basin.

After a couple seconds, the amount needed was filled and the thumb began to heal.

Next, Harry took the quill, and dipping it into the blood, he then signed his name to the top of the parchment.

After signing it the quill glowed out of his hand and disappeared along with the blood in the basin, and then suddenly a series of texts began to glow on the parchment and formed into words all over the parchment that Harry knew weren't there before.

When it was done glowing Ragnok took the parchment from the table and read, along the parchment of the names that had glowed on the page. When he was done his teeth started to show in a smile that harry knew was a full of greed in a good way for both parties.

"Well Mr. Potter indeed it seems the results are quite impressive, it seems here that you are the heir of more than one family, and it seems that considering you are the Heir of a 'Most Ancient and Noble House' you are qualified to be Emancipated on your eleventh birthday and not have a Magical Guardian. And should you accept the emancipation you can also have your Parents will be read even right away if you desired."

Deciding to ask to see the results of the parchment before making the decision Harry looked upon the parchment and was amazed to see what the Results were.

Harry James Potter

Age: 11

Status: Half-blood, Primary Status: Pure-Blood

Heir of House Drakul

Heir of House Peverell

Heir of House Potter

Heir of House Black

Heir of House Gryffindor

Heir of House Ravenclaw

Heir of House Slytherin

Magical Abilities

Animagus-Potter, Drakul

Metamorphmagus-Black

Enhanced Speed, Strength, and Senses-Drakul

Enhanced Healing and Regeneration-Drakul

Aura Reading-Gryffindor

Mage Sight-Ravenclaw

Parseltongue-Slytherin

Wandless Magic-Peverell

Natural Occlumency-Potter

Looking at the results in shock was an understatement; he really could not know which was more shocking the fact that he was an heir of seven families.

Or that he was an heir of the three of the four Hogwarts Founders. Once he got to the part of Drakul he looked at Ragnok and had to ask about that which he was more than happy to answer.

"The Noble and Ancient House of Drakul, now an old legendary family. It was foretold in the lore of Ancient Houses, the Drakuls were the family of magical Hunters and were known to be the best. But an important fact was written that eight hundred years ago the family were cursed as a form of a revenge by a Dark Wizard for standing against him and that curse turned them into vampires. But it seems that someone from one of your lines is a part of the Alpha Drakul line and that the dormant blood of the Drakuls has finally shown itself in you, and whatever has happened to cause the bloodline to be upon you means the curse is broken, which means it will not be afflicted upon you."

"So this will mean that you will have all their strengths and abilities the Drakuls have before they were cursed. And since you were not cursed you will not be harmed by sunlight, and you will not need to feast upon blood. And it seems that you are first member the house to inherit the powerful ability to be able to possess an Animagus forms of a Drake Dragon."

When Harry was done listening he never thought that when he returns to this world he would be part of something bigger or be someone with more power or fame than he was before. 'How much more fame or power do I need…this is insane.'

While he was looking more at the parchment a goblin carrier entered the room carrying a stack of parchments and seven boxes appeared on the table in front of them. "Harry…is that fine for me to call you that?"

Harry nods "I would actually if you don't mind, I don't want sound so arrogant to you."

Ragnok continued "Harry, in these boxes are the all the family rings that will go on your fingers, before you leave here, you need to place the rings on you and that will signify you as the heir to these families. Naturally, there will be powerful protections on each one and you alone can also dis-illusion them, unless you choose to show any one or all of them of your own free will."

"While you were reading the parchment I have also taken the liberty to have one of my fastest goblins gather the financial information on all of your accounts, and like I said before since you are an heir of a 'Most Ancient and Noble Family' and your family status is classified as Pureblood's you are qualified to be Emancipated and are allowed to withdraw everything but gold from your Family Vaults, you are only allowed to draw Gold from your trust vault that belongs to you until you come of the age of 13."

While deep in the back of his mind Ragnok was maddening with glee, when Harry Potter get's a hold of all that gold he would be one of, if not the wealthiest men in the world, not to mention the political power in the Wizengamot seats that he would receive when he is of age will be a great help as well.

Drawing up the Financial Records Ragnok handed Harry the records sheet as harry looks upon it.

Potter trust vault, Vault Number 687.

Current contents: 6,000 Galleons

Maximum withdrawal limit of 500 Galleons a month

House Potter, Vault number 110.

Value of the House of Potter Vault: 2,500,830,700 Galleons.

Property ownership by House of Potter

Potter Mansion in Scotland, country houses in Ireland, and the UK.

House Black, Vault number 254.

Value for the House of Black stands at 2,200,601,000 Galleons.

Properties ownership by House of Black

Black Manor and several smaller estates scattered in the UK, Japanese and Puerto Rican islands.

#12 Grimmauld Place

House Gryffindor, Vault number 7.

Value for the House of Gryffindor stands at 6,000,450,300 Galleons.

Properties and Other Assets

Gryffindor Castle

House Ravenclaw, Vault number 12.

Value for the House of Ravenclaw stands at 5,201,100,000 Galleons.

Vault also contains several other priceless artifacts and heirlooms.

Properties and Other Assets

Ravenclaw Manor

House Slytherin, Vault number 16.

Value for the House of Slytherin stands at 9,500,720,100 galleons.

Properties and Other Assets

House Drakul, Vault number 117.

Value of House Drakul stands at 1,000,600,200 Galleons.

Properties and Other Assets

Castle Drakul and several smaller properties in Romania

House Peverell, Vault number 200.

Value of the House of Peverell stands at 15,400,700 Galleons.

Properties and Other Assets

Peverell Manor

Total value for Harry James Potter in gold, properties, and Family assets: 26,419,703,000 Galleons

When Harry was done reading shook his head to clear his thoughts "I knew I was wealthy, but sweet Magic. I wouldn't be able to spend all this money in four lifetimes."

Shaking his head Ragnok replied "Actually Harry, while this is your full amount now" suddenly smiling with greed in his eyes "since the accounts have been closed until the heir's had presented themselves for so long. If you add the percentage of the shops the families owe or for doing business with, you would make money back on interest which will add to your account already, and when the years go on, you could make enough money where you could not spend it all in ten lifetimes." When Ragnok was done he heard a thump and saw Harry's head on the table. "Are you alright there Mr. Potter?" seeing the head nod Harry sat back up.

Gathering his thought, he could not believe himself 'Dear God ten lifetimes, I don't know whether to think of this as a good thing or a bad thing…'

'I mean on one hand this can be a good thing because with this I can be able to use the money to help me as a hunter…or this will draw in a big problem.'

Snarling to himself 'and that problem is my fame, when the time comes when its announce how wealthy I am, I will never be left alone. Whether if it's Dark Families try to kill me for my money, or Gold Digging fan girls. Or even God forbid if Ginny finds out how wealthy I am she would be even ten times worse.'

Thinking of her brought back many conflicted feelings he felt of his ex-wife, feelings that he felt could never be solved unless he could meet her again and see for his own eyes again. The problems came from the time when he discovered the truth about his ex-wife both in death and to his feelings of the truth after Ron killed the family.

When he was gathering everything out of the Burrow after he inherited it, he went through her old room where just as he was about to leave he felt a hollow space on the floor, as he lifted the board and found a cache and stumbled upon an old Diary that had her name on it and not like the one from Tom Riddle.

Taking the time to read it, he could not believe the discovery he found. Ever since she was a child there was a plot that was made by Mrs. Weasley and Dumbledore to ensure his Loyalty to his side.

What it was pissed Harry off to no end, as he was reading he found out she was drugging him with small amounts of love potions, long since his second year, and while it wasn't powerful enough to enact him falling in love with her, it just made him feel something for her. And since it had been going on for so long that it damaged his brain enough where the side effect acted like a permanent love potion that made his mind think he had actually fallen in love with Ginny. And since his magic did not realize this was an act of line theft it could not fight off the effects.

And then when it was long enough in their marriage she would divorce him after taking everything he owned including custody to whatever children they had.

After finding a note in the diary that talks about the kitchen, he looks through there and found the true reason she never lets anyone near the kitchen, because it turns out in the cabinets Molly Weasley was storing all different kinds of love potions for Ginny and Ron. And Loyalty potions for herself, and Dumbledore. And speaking of Ron, according to the Diary it turns out he was in this because he was promised money of his own and having the glory of being friends with the 'Boy-Who-Lived' if he went along with it. The cheating little bastard.

That time was when he knew there was never going to be a second chance with that Rat when he found him again.

Looking more into it Harry felt a lot of relief in his self to know the other Weasley men were never involved 'After all I knew Arthur, Twins, Charlie, and Bill god rest their souls would never do that to me'.

After looking through more in the kitchen that he calls 'the love potion sick fest' he found in one of the cabinets next to the potions was a packet of divorce papers that showed clauses that she would have had everything handed to her including the children, but saw neither of them have never signed them…yet.

But the reason for the confliction in his heart was when he saw the Diary, and the date when it was written, he wondered if she truly was involved in this, or did she discover this plot by mistake and had been memory wiped and then been mentally conditioned to follow this plan.

And that is why he decided to secretly keep an eye on her and find out in due time.

And also in the meantime to make sure to never make any purchase around Ron or Dumbledore.

Deciding to move on he looked over to Ragnok "Director I would to ask you something?" seeing he had the goblins attention he went on "My birthday is not until almost two weeks, and if I have to pay you whatever amount it takes I would like to be emancipated today so I can make sure my Magical Guardian who I believe will probably interfere with my life, and make things difficult for both of us." Thinking it over for a moment Ragnok knew who the boy's guardian is. And silently he had to agree with the boy, the man would indeed make things a problem for the boy, and a headache for the goblin himself.

"You are indeed correct young Mr. Potter. For the right price I can push the emancipation to you today, and while it is considered illegal if the ministry ever found out. However, since the Goblin nation itself has its own paperwork done on its own time I can make it where we can keep the paperwork for ourselves, and then by the time your birthday comes I can then push in a copy with the date of your birthday to the Ministry. As long as you do not tell anyone about this no one will ever know. Now after you sign these forms, you will be given the house rings, and officially be emancipated and then I can bring you the official potter wills, but unlike the ones from the Ministry we keep the originals here and not the copies that are sealed and unsealed by the chief warlock of the Wizgamont."

Hearing that Harry subconsciously snarled when he realized Dumbledore never even told him that, and he never knew if his parents ever had a will.

Now more than ever he looked back and said he wanted to do the emancipation papers now and then requested to read the Potters will.

So taking out a form amongst the pile and handed harry the form and a quill to him "Not to worry Harry, all you need to do is sign the form and you will be emancipated by tomorrow morning when you wake up, in a accordance to emancipation law you will be recognized as an adult, you will be allowed to use magic outside of school, and since you are also an heir to 'Most Ancient and Noble House' you will be recognized as 'Lord Potter' or by any name that you desire."

Feeling like everything was lifted of his shoulders he signed the forms and when told to Harry placed the family rings upon him and spoke the oath of acceptance. And after all the rings were applied he decided to have the potter ring upon his ring finger and be left at the open when the time was needed. When was all said and done he felt the magic in them and saw them adjusting to fit properly in place.

Going through the pile again Ragnok took out what looked like a folder, and with his magic he cut the seal and rolled out a single long parchment.

Ragnok cleared his throat and spoke out loud.

"In the name of the Most Ancient and Noble House of Potter, in accordance to the current Lord James Potter and Lady Potter née Evans, may this Last Will and Testament to their words be fulfilled by the highest extent of Magic.

To our furry friend and fellow Marauder 'Moony', Remus Lupin. The Potter house leaves him with the cottage out in Scandanavia, where he would be able to get away from the bigotries of the United Kingdom and its Ministry if need be. Along with that, a sum of 50,000 galleons are to be deposited into his account in hopes that he will have a better standing of living, and a new assortment of clothes to spoil on his own. And also request that if anything would happen to our dear friend Sirius Black during his time as Harry's Godfather that he would help by taking his place as Harry's Guardian.

To our friends the Noble Family of the Longbottoms, the Potter family leaves them with the sum of 10,000 galleons for the continued support of being great friends over the years. And if the unfortunate event that the now late Lord and Lady Longbottom were to be killed or put in a state of incapacitation, there will be an additional increase of 50,000 galleons to aid Madam Longbottom in the care of the Heir and son Nevile Longbottom.

To our good friend Amelia Bones, the Potter family leaves her with a sum of 100,000 galleons for the continued support during the war and as funds for her spot in the DMLE, in hopes the money in the future unless Crouch, or whoever takes the place in the Minister of Magic pulls their head out of their ass. An additional 50,000 galleons is to be added in case the unfortunate death of the Lord and Lady Bones in order for her to care for their daughter Susan Bones.

To our closest and dearest friend and fellow Marauder 'Padfoot', Sirius Black, a sum of 50,000 galleons is to be given for the long friendship with the Potters and for the guardianship to their son, Harry James Potter in case the worse was to occur.

To friend and fellow Marauder 'Wormtail' Peter Pettigrew, if he were to have done his job as the Secret Keeper, then he would receive a sum of 3,000 for his support and his continued friendship. If he were to have failed, which would lead many to believe that he had sold them out and was the spy to Voldemort, then he shall be given thirty pieces of sickles to his vault in exchange for all the gold he owns, and hope to Gringotts this can show he would be still alive or not after betraying us. And hopes that he is dead after what their son would do to him if he meets him.

Everything that we own in the house of Potter is to be left to the Heir, our son Harry James Potter, with a message that states that your parents had loved you with every fiber of their beings, and that they will continue to love you so for as long as they could both in life and death.

Now, this Will, do states now the places where young Harry here is supposed to go to if the events of his parents were to come to pass.

The order from first placement to last,

Sirius Black,

Remus Lupin,

Minerva McGonagall,

The Longbottoms,

Amelia Bones.

By order of Lord of House of Potter James Potter that under no circumstances that Albus Dumbledore is to ever become the Magical Guardian of Harry James Potter.

And lastly, by order of Lady of House of Potter Lily Potter nee Evans that under no circumstances that is Harry to be placed under the care of her sister and her family the Dursleys, due to their biased hatred and bigotry of magic and anyone who has the ability to use it.

Now that the will has been read, let it be done.

Lord and Lady Potter signing off.

After finish hearing the will read Harry will all the strength he could mentally handle to not unleash his magic and destroy everything in the office with magic, then rush out of the building walk all the way to Hogwarts and kill Dumbledore for what he has done to his Parent's final wishes.

And not only that, whatever respect he and trust he defended for Dumbledore in the past, was now broken, and this also cemented to what Death said about Dumbledore. Right now there were so many conflicts going on in his head, the fact that if Dumbledore had seen the will about Peter, then he must have known the truth about Sirius.

Or that instead of being sent to the Dursleys he could have been given a home with people who would have cared for him. Or even the worst one yet, the fact that Dumbledore had blatantly disregarded his Parents wishes and made himself Harry's Guardian.

Ragnok after watching Harry decided keeping to himself and the boy calm down before speaking to him. Seeing his expression of anger on his face he really could not blame the young man after seeing what was said in the will, when he read the part of Dumbledore and the indication of anger growing stronger to the part about not going to Lady Potter sister and her family, then it seems after all that the young man was sent there against his will.

If he needed proof then it could be shown that the young man was sentenced to abuse to all three scales in physically, mentally and emotionally.

There is the malnourished state, if his short stature as well as seeing more bone then muscle was indicated. And there is the evidence of the clothes he was wearing, they must have been hand downs that are even too big for him as well as seeing how damaged they look. Sneering to his self Ragnok thought of one thing only 'May Merlin have mercy on 'his' soul because I know Lord Harry Potter will not by his expression he is showing'.

Seeing the young wizard is at ease Ragnok commented in "Are you alright now Lord Potter?" Harry looked back with an icy look in his eyes that showed deep hatred and betrayal that made his eye color deep emerald. "Yes, I lost my head there for a moment with all the conflicting issues my families will has showed between me and my now 'former' Magical Guardian."

Ragnok looked upon the boy and decided to help him by getting justice on Dumbledore. Cause now they can blackmail him in a form of severe fine charges for crimes against a 'Most Ancient and Noble House'. They can also charge him for breaking the rules in Gringotts or more importantly Goblin soil and the Ministry of Magic can't help him without breaking the peace treaty between Goblins and Wizards and go to war.

So in the end he will end up owing them a fine he can't refuse.

With the will reading finally finished, Harry bowed in thanks to Ragnok for unknowingly giving him closure he finally received.

"Sir before I leave this place I would like to make a withdrawal from my trust vault to get my school supplies."

Ragnok looked back in understanding "Very well, now normally I would ask if you have a key to your trust vault, but after everything that we learned today I know that a certain someone has it illegally. So on your way out of here I will request one of our key makers have a special master key for all your vaults made for you on the way down.

And when it is done I will then have him activate a rune that will destroy the old key. But remember when you have it make sure it is with you at all times." Nodding to himself Harry thanked the goblin again and went on his way.

Leaving the place Ragnok looked back and then decided to get started on a mission that he decided to do himself for Harry. The first thing to do was go through some transcript on any of the vaults that are connected to the Potters, and see if perhaps a certain someone has done more damage than he should have. And in the meantime he thought to himself that things are going to be more exciting than ever. And he can't wait to see what happens next.

Ĥ(Gringotts-Vault 687)Ĥ

Stopping at his destination he watched as the cart goblin walked to the vault and placed the key to the door and heard the gears turned and the door opened.

And like before he saw all the sheer amount of gold, silver and bronze coin stacks when the vault opened. The goblin Griphook if he remembered correctly turned and handed him the black bag he was holding making him raise an eyebrow in questioning, the Goblin seemed to predict the unasked question.

"Since the Director mentioned who you were Lord Potter he decided to grant you a specialty that is only been given to very few of our customers. The specialty is being given an enchanted Gringotts bank pouch, these pouches contains very powerful runes that are available once you bind this bag to yourself and your vaults.

The bag will be able to take the coins out of the vault and be put into the bag magically. The vault is charmed to only withdraw the maximum limit you are legally able to carry too. Since your limit at this time is 500 Galleons that is how much you can handle.

Also another nice feature we give to you is that this bag possesses a weightless, and durability charm crafted onto the bag so it will not only be easy to carry on your person, but also not break from the weight.

Now to withdraw funds from the vault to the bag, all you have to do is stand outside the vault and state how much you want removed while touching the crest. Now only you Lord Potter can do this, if you are forced to do so against your will it will not only work, it will also send a distress signal that will alert security to the thievery."

Harry nodded and thanked the goblin for the explanation before he entered the vault. Doing what he needed he touch the Gringotts crest on the bag with his thumb he whispered "300 Galleons" seconds later he felt a little weight in the bag then heard an odd chime, so assumed it had worked.

Leaving the vault with the goblin, both made it back to the lobby. Before he left he bowed and thanked the cart driver as he left leaving the goblin shocked for the kind gesture.

As he left Gringotts Harry decided to make his way back to the Leaky Cauldron and get some sleep and then be prepared to get his school supplies and show the world the new and improved Harry potter.

(A/N) Annnnd Done. I would like to say, this was a lot covered for a prologue, but now we can begin the official first chapter and begin Book 1 on the next chapter.

Now to begin I would first like to apologize to all my readers and fellow writer/readers. When I did this story the first time I was all over the place both figuratively and literally.

Looking back when I was rewriting everything I cannot believe how much of a mess this was on the first go around. Now that I have more time and experience reading Harry Potter Fics and all other ones than the first time, I have a better understanding of the art of limitations.

Now concerning some concepts that people will start questioning, I'm not like my past self and throw things into this story cause its badass.

Some of these concept serve an actual purpose to the story. So I'm going out on a limb and say if you have a problem with

1. The descendant Heir to seven Families

2. His Abilities

3. All that money (26 Billion Galleon)

4. The way I portray Harry

5. How I portray Ron, Ginny, Molly, and Dumbledore

6. How I handled the Dursleys (to be honest I hate reading and writing them so I wanted to get them out of the way as quickly as possible).

So if you have a problem with the first five of those points I will say this as clear as possible. "I have a plot made for them, it may not be explained now, but it will be explained or shown in the future. And trust me I tried to be as moderate, limited and clear as possible. But again, all of them have a purpose for the plot."

So please Fav, Follow, Review and if you have questions let me know and review what you think so far.

Peace out everybody Ja-Ne Dragon90 out.