Rewined part 2

The Year of Change Begins

Harry woke to the sound of music, not just any music, no this was his parents singing.

They say it's your Birthday, It's my Birthday too, yeah.

They say it's your Birthday, We're gonna have a good time.

I'm glad it's your Birthday, Happy Birthday to You.

His sister Dorea sang the line it's my birthday too yeah since honestly, it was. Rea as Harry called her was born on his second birthday, and because of that he viewed her as his very special birthday present. Today though was his 10th birthday, a very special birthday according to his parents since this was his last year at home. Next year he would be getting his Hogwarts letter and come September 1st he would head off to school. No more Mom and Dad to go to if something went wrong, or if he just needed a hug, or advice, or whatever. No more sister to point out when he was overthinking things, or to come running when he needed her or even when he didn't. And no more annoying little brothers, to make him laugh, or steal his stuff, or to hug him so tightly he couldn't breathe.

It wouldn't be all bad though. He would be with Neville, Draco, Hermione, Susan, Daphnia, Ernie, and Hanna. He had been in school with them since…., well as long as he could remember. Uncle Max had started the first wizarding primary school in all of Britain, and they had been his first students. Since then they had enrolled many young witches and wizards in need of supervision and training in how to control their accidental magic outbursts, or as Uncle Max would put it, their wish magic. As well as in basic things like reading, writing, arithmetic, history, and the general primary school things. Things that Aunt Viv who was the head Minister of wizarding education felt the wizards of Britain were lacking.

He would also be able to see his friend Ron every day which would be nice. Ron and his family lived in the south country so they could only visit twice a month since it was hard for his Mom to get their family ready for a visit. Ron had a really large family, 6 boys, and Ginny. So no it wouldn't be bad, just different.

Once the music had stopped Harry got out of bed and started getting ready for the day. It was all planned out. First, he would have a birthday breakfast with special pastries for Maggie's bakery then everyone except him would head across the yard over to the school, which Uncle Max had built on the north side of the estate.

He, Harry had the day off of school so he could go to the Alley with his parents to pick out his birthday presents. Rea would get to go to the alley next week this time. Normally they went together, but this was his special birthday so it would only be him and Mom and Dad.

As he finished getting ready he looked down at the picture of his Mother and Father who had died when he was a baby. They were waving at him and his Mother was blowing him kisses. He wished he had gotten a chance to know them. Though in a way he did since his Mom and Dad had been two of their best friends and never let him forget about his first parents. They told him all kinds of stories about his Mother and Father, so did his Uncle Remus who lived on the estate in the Gatehouse with Aunt Amy, Susan and her little brother Leonel.

Harry had just finished making his bed when the twins tackle hugged him onto it.

"Happy Birthday big brother." They said in unison.

Sirius and James were all smiles as they hugged him so hard that Harry could have believed they were trying to crack some ribs on him. For 5-year-olds they were extremely strong and did everything together so if you weren't ready for them you really could get hurt as Neville found out yesterday on his birthday.

"Thanks, guys but if we don't get downstairs right away all the good pasties will be gone."

Sirius Arcturus and James Maximums looked at each other then jumped off the bed and bee-lined it to the stairs "We will see you downstairs, Harry."

He got back up from the now disheveled bed and started to straighten it back out.

"Why are you doing that? You know Dobbie will be upset that he didn't get to make his Harry's bed." Rea was leaning against the door frame looking much older than the 8 she had just turned.

"Your right," He stopped, headed over to her and gave her a hug. "Happy Birthday Rea."

"Happy Birthday Harry. It feels a little odd not going with today to do birthday shopping." They started toward the stairs while they talked. "Mom said that if you wanted you could come with us next week when we go shopping for me. That way we can have our birthday ice cream like every year."

Harry hugged her again as they reached the landing before the last three stairs. "Sounds like a plan as Mom always says."

She smiled and handed him a pumpkin pastie that hadn't been in her hand a second before. Harry smiled, then shook his head. "You know Uncle Max hate it when you do things like that. You need to first learn to use a wand and do the spells out loud before you can master wandless wordless magic."

"I still don't understand why," she retorted taking a bit out of a cream puff.

"I'm going to miss that next year when I go off to Hogwarts."

"Only for one year Harry. You know Aunt Viv is giving me a special exemption to start a year early since I'm such a magical prodigy." Rea spun around as if she were dancing.

"I know, she made me the same offer, but I chose to stay with my friends and not start at ten." Harry could hear the rest of the family in the morning room.

"That fine for you, but my friends are in both next year and the year after, so for me, it's all the same friend wise."

The whole of the family that lived on the estate was around the overly large table. There were Neville and his parents Uncle Frank and Aunt Alice and his baby brother Alfie. They had their apartment on the second floor of the manor house. Harry and his parents and siblings had the first floor. Then there was Draco and his family Aunt Cissy, Uncle Max and Talitha or Taia, Draco's little sister. Theirs was the apartment was on the third floor. And last was Susan, her brother Leonel, Uncle Remus, and Aunt Amelia.

The only people missing where Nym, Aunt Andy, and Uncle Ted who had moved into Grimmauld place after Dad's mother had died five years ago. Since it was the family home and Andy, Cissy, and Dad had been raised in it and since it was closer to the Ministry, where they, Uncle Ted and Aunt Andy worked it was decided that the house should go to Andy since she was the oldest and it worked better for them.

Harry would see them later tonight for the big party they were having for Him and Neville. For now, just the family he had grown up with were here and that was more than enough for Harry.

Diagon Alley was busier than Harry had remembered it being last year at this time. Mom said it was due to all the magical families that had fled Britain during the war that had moved back in the last few years now that things were quite. Sirius, Dad led the way through the crowd as they headed straight to Gringotts. Harry was a little confused by this since he had never gotten to go to the wizarding bank with his parents before.

Inside the large main chamber were rows of very high desks, each with a goblin clerk busy at work counting coins, or gems or documenting valuables. They did not stop at any of these desks but headed straight to the head teller.

"Ahh, Heir Black, Lady Black what is it that we may help you with this day." The very long-nosed head clerk asked.

"We have an appointment with Morn Blade to set up young Harry's access to his family vaults." Sirius stepped to the side to reveal Harry who had been standing behind him.

"Well then," the head clerk smiled showing a great deal of very sharp teeth which made Harry a bit nervous at first, "We will inform Morn Blade that you are here." He then snapped his figures and a very small goblin appeared next to them.

"Follow me please," his voice was high and squeaky and made the hair on Harry's neck stand up. He led then to a small room off to the left of the main lobby where they were asked to wait for their banker.

It wasn't long before another goblin came into the room carrying a large parchment. Without a word, he unrolled the parchment that appeared to be blank. "So, he finally said, it is now time for the young Heir to have his inheritance test. Let it be understood before we start that no matter what houses he may be in line for the most we can give him today is an Heirs ring for those he is in direct inheritance for. He cannot be given a Lordship ring until he comes of age or is recognized by the witenagemot as an adult. Is this all understood."

Both Cassian and Sirius nodded. Then his Mom asked Harry, "Sweetheart do you understand what Morn Blade is telling you."

Harry looked directly at Morn Blade when he answered. "Are you saying that I could be in line to be Lord for more than House Potter and House Black?"

Morn Blade nodded, "A very astute observation. Yes, young Heir, you could well be Heir to more than the two houses you know of. With that now made clear let us proceed with the test. This, he held up an impossible long quill is a scrying quill. By using a small amount of your blood it will write out your individual family tree and mark what houses you are in line for and what position in that line of inheritance you hold up to three places back. So since you are Heir to house Black, but your Father here is the first Heir you would be marked as the second Heir. If you are first Heir or once you come of age recognized as Lord of that house you will be given the option of taking the Heir ring at this time. Do you understand?"

Harry nodded and held out his hand with his eyes closed waiting for the sting of the quill. Morn Blade made a hissing sound that Harry though might be a laugh. He felt the quill brush over his hand and opened his eyes a bit surprised since it didn't hurt at all. In the center of his hand had appeared a small pool of blood that the quill was sucking up into its self, itself since no-one was holding it. When his hand was empty Harry looked it over to see where he had been pierced, but there were no marks, nothing not even a tiny scratch. "Wicked", he commented as the quill moved over to the parchment and quickly sketched out his family tree.

When the quill was finished Morn Blade carefully looked over the parchment. "Well now this is really very interesting and odd," he said. "Young Harry here it first Heir to two houses, Second Heir to two houses, and Heir Regent to two houses."

Sirius had a confused look on his face. "He's not marked as lord presumptive for house Potter."

"No, that's the odd part. The Heir presumptive since he never had a chance to take up his lordship after his Father's death is marked as James Potter"

"That can't be, I saw his and Lilies bodies." Sirius was starting to rise from his chair when Cassie put a hand on his shoulder.

"Breath Love, and let Morn Blade explain."

"I would love to Lady Black, but honestly I'm at as much of a loss as you are. You see the quill is never wrong and it has listed both James and Lily Potter as alive," Morn blade shook his head, "Not only that, but the Regencies are if his sisters are unable to take up their Ladyships and there are no other Females in line for the titles."

"You said Sisters as in more than one." It was now Cassie's turn to look confused

"That is correct Lady Black, if you look here it shows your title as Lady Hoel and your daughter Dorea as Heir. But over here under Lillie Potter nia Evans is listed that she is Heir presumptive of the believed extinct House Evans and under her as the first Heir is listed Rose Potter.

"So you're telling us that not only are James and Lillie alive somewhere but that they now have a daughter as well." Sirius looked as if he were going to either hit something or yell or maybe both. Harry had never seen his Dad like this and wasn't sure how he was to take this news. He just sat there thinking about what he had heard, very comply and very much in shock.

"You said that I was first in line for two houses second in line to two houses. The only know of is House Black, and House Potter so could you please tell me what the other two are and who is first in line for them."

Cassie and Sirius had both gotten up and were talking quietly but very animatedly in a corner away from Harry and Morn Blade.

"Certainly Young Heir," Morn Blade turned the parchment to Harry could read it and with a long figure traced back the first line. "As you can see this line traces back many generations and as you can also see there are many small branches that shoot off and either die out or are much further down the line of inheritance then you. This line is the line for house Peverel and Your Father James is the Heir presumptive for that house you are marked as first Heir, The second house that you are third in line for is through your Blood adopted Father."

Sirius now stopped his discussion with Cassie to hear what Morn Blade was saying.

"You see here the line goes from you, up through Sirius, then through Orion who is marked as deceased, then to Arcturus Black, then through his Father Phineas to his Mother Ella Black nee Max it is through her that we then trace back and again you see the off shots that all die off all the way back to Godric Gryffindor who had one child with Celestine Slytherin, the youngest sister of Salazar Slytherin.

"So this parchment says that my Father James Potter is the Heir to house Peverel, and my Dad is Heir to house Gryffindor." Harry turned with a smile on his face to look at his Dad, "Hey Dad you really were in the right house after all."

Sirius walked over and ruffled Harry's hair, "Only you Harry could find that nugget of gold in all this." He then turned to Mourn Blade. "Is there any way to use this to find where James and Lillie are?"

Mourn Blade thought about the question then held up his hand, "I need to confer with someone with greater knowledge in these matters. If you would be willing to wait a bit longer I can take this to him and ask him."

Sirius looked at Harry, "It's up to you Harry if you would rather we can go and do your birthday shopping then come back later or just ….."

Harry could see that his Dad was torn between his love for him and his desire for an answer. Harry himself wanted an answer as well but was afraid. Why would his parents have not come for him if they were alive and well, did they think he was dead or did they just not care? The last was the one that made his stomach hurt, but he knew that the only way to make it stop was to find out where they were and ask.

Harry turned to Mourn Blade, "We will wait."

It had been nearly an hour when the noise of goblins running about and yelling for the Wizards to show some respect and at least bow their head to the Goblin King after all they were in Goblin territory. Then the door to the private conference chamber they were in flow open and Sirius was quickly swept up into a Hug.

"Sirius old friend, it's been ages," He then let Sirius go and turned to Cassie, "And Cassie you are even more beautiful than the last time we were all together." He then turned and looked down at Harry who was staring wide-eyed at the tall thin man with the blond hair that was even messier than his.

"You're David Bowie."

Sirius cleared his throat. "Actually Harry he is the Goblin King Jareth. David Bowie is just his stage name like mine is Stubby Boardman and your Mom's is Kitty Emrick.

"So this is Harry," He reached down and tipped Harry's chin up so he could get a better look at him. "The spitting image of James, but with Lillie's eyes."

He then signaled for Mourn Blade to unroll the parchment. "Well now, we have a bit of a problem. You see I scried for James and Lillie's location and it just kept saying that they are here. So I then using my scrying tool to guide me to where in Gringotts they are and it took me to the main Potter vault which I cannot entire without the owner's permission." He then knelt down next to Harry. "Harry my tool says your parents are in the vault and since we can't open it without the owner's permission and you are the only Potter left out here you are the one whose permission we need. If you want, we can all go down to the vault and see what we can find?

Harry looked across at his Mom, then over to his Dad. "If it's the only way we can get an answer then Lets head to the vault."

The ride down to the vault reminded Harry of Magic Mountain in Disneyland where his parents had taken the family on vacation two years ago. When the little train stopped Harry could see that his Mom was a bit green but his Dad seemed to love it as much as Harry did. Jareth held a hand out to Cassie to help her out of the car. While Harry and Sirius got out just fine on their own.

Once everyone was in front of the large door Harry was instructed to place his hand on the hand-shaped indent in the door. The sound of gears and bolts and locks came from the other side of the door and when they finally stopped after what seemed like forever there was one very loud bang and the door swung inward. Harry could see nothing at first accept the scrying tool, which was a pointed stone on a chain pointing straight into the dark vault.

Jareth instructed Mourn Blade to light the torches so they could see at what the tool was pointing. Once the torches were ablaze Harry could see that the vault was much larger then he imagined. Jareth took one of the two torches and touched it to a spot on the wall and around the large room the flames followed a small channel in the rocks shining light onto the highly polished walls that reflected the light back into the vault.

It took Harry's eyes a small wile to adjust to the change in light but when they did he couldn't believe what he was seeing. Piles of gold and silver everywhere, paintings and books and all kinds of wonderful amazing things. And there in a corner in the back of the vault the scrying tool which Jareth had released stood its point down on a very old very ornate trunk.

Harry's head hurt as he looked at it, he knew what it was. He didn't know how but he knew what it was. He took a large platter and used it as a shovel to start clearing a large spot in the middle of the room, Sirius and Cassie seeing what Harry was doing joined into to help him. When they had more than enough room for the trunk and all of them Jareth with a flick of his hand moved the trunk into its center. Not a word was said as Harry knelt down in front of the trunk and started flipping and turning latches and hooks till the top of the trunk popped open and Harry moved back.

"You have to come with me," He said looking at his parents.

"Come with you where?" Sirius asked, looking a bit fearful.

"In there, that's where they are. I have already set the safeties so the lid cannot be closed while we are inside."

"Harry," Cassie was looking very concerned, "Sweetheart how do you know all this."

"Not sure, I just know," He smiled up at his Mom and she smiled back then nodded.

"How about we take it out of the vault first so that Jareth and Mourn Blade can close up and we can do this somewhere a little less inconvenient."

Harry still smiling thought about what his Mom had suggested then said okay. "They have been in there for almost nine years I guess a little longer won't hurt."

Harry walked back to the trunk and flipped a few latches then closed the lid and relocked the trunk so they could take it home. That was when the letters that had been attached to the trunk fell to the floor at Harry's feet. Harry picked them up and read the names on the outside of the envelopes. "Dad this one is for you, this other one is for me to be opened when I turn 17 or am given my majority."

Sirius took both letters. "This says that the trunk was to be delivered to me as soon as I am made Harry's Guardian." He looked over at Mourn Blade.

"I am sorry Heir Black but I was not made aware of this standing order on this trunk. It may have been Lord presumptive Potters account manager who knows of it."

"And that would be." Jareth's voice had taken on a tone of menus.

"Account manager Grip Hook, my Liege," Mourn Blade's head was bowed low and a termer could be heard in his response.

"You will first have this trunk delivered post-haste to Heir Black's estate so that Young Harry here can finish enjoying his birthday without having to see to the trunks delivery. Then you will have Grip Hook sent to me so I may discuss with him why the trunk was not delivered nearly nine years back when it should have been." Jareth turned on his heels, and took Cassie's hand, "If you, Sirius, and Harry would accompany me we will take my privet lift back to the main floor."

Without another word the Goblin King along with the Blacks left Mourn Blade to straighten up the mess with the trunk.

Jareth walked Harry and his family to the large doors that opened onto Diagon Alley, "By the way, Happy Birthday Harry." Jareth held out a crystal sphere.

Harry wide-eyed stared at the clear orb, "What is it, I mean, what's it used for."

"What it is, is whatever you want it to be. What it's used for is for making a wish. You chose what you want most and then close your eyes and tap it three times and whatever you wished for it will turn into. Only one warning Harry keep it safe and do not use it until you really need it. Wishes this powerful are not to be wasted on something silly like a new broom." Jareth then slipped the sphere into a red velvet bag that shuck to the size of a marble then slipped it into Harry's inside robe packet. "There you go all safe and secured, now off with you and have a great birthday."

He then turned to Sirius. "I very much missed you my old friend so no more running off headlong into danger. You have a good wife who loves you and was willing to go through hell to get you back so this time around remember to think of her and your children before doing something that might get you killed. Susan is a good friend but even she has limits on what she can do."

Sirius mouth hanging open stared in shock. Jareth knew he knew all of it. Sirius shook his head as if waking from a dream. "Promise no repeats of old missteps."

Jareth nodded and juggle another sphere around and over his hand. "Some of us are not limited by time like others, but we then have to take care not to give away too much of what we may know. You, my friend, might want to speak with that little house elf that is so attached to your son. He knows a great deal more than one might think."

He then turned to Cassie and once again kissed her on the cheek. "You have made some very powerful friends throughout your life time's milady and friends can be very helpful. You might want to remember that."

She nodded and kissed him back. "If you get a chance tonight we are having a party for Harry and Neville you might find it enjoyable."

"I might indeed. Till tonight then I bid you all a good day."

With that Jareth was gone and Harry and his parents headed out to do his shopping and have lunch before heading home to see what was in the trunk and have a party to celebrate turning ten.