And so today was the start of his fifth year at Hogwarts, Harry realized waking up feeling exceptionally heavy hearted. He was feeling this way because the dream he woke up from wasn't one of his usual run of the mill ones featuring the death of Cedric Diggory and the return of Voldemort, resulting in him waking up with immense pain in his scar on his forehead, no, this dream was one that saw him live a life of normality, free of Voldemort, his unwanted fame and attention, and never knowing the Dursleys like he did in real life, simply because in this dream, his parents were alive and well. He still had Hermione and Ron as his true best friends, unlike in real life where he felt both abandoned and betrayed by them despite what he had been through with the tournament and witnessing the return of Voldemort, and was able to enjoy friendship with them in ways that felt nigh on impossible to enjoy in real life. Sirius was able to enjoy life to the full with him in this dream, since the issue of Voldemort was non-existent, Sirius had never ended up in Azkaban for accusations of killing Wormtail.

But, he had to wake up and face real life. After a quick shower, he made his way down to breakfast, he had fried eggs, bacon, sausages, tomato, beans, hash brown and French toast. He declined the fried mushrooms Mrs Weasley also tried to add onto his plate. "You'll soon have an appetite to match Ron's!" she beamed warmly at him.

Harry only just managed to surpress a snort, thinking that woman had some nerve giving him affection like that when she was hiding a dirty secret, unbeknownst to herself or anyone else he now knew about and it forever changed his perspective of not only herself, but Ginny, Ron, Hermione and the mastermind behind this dirty secret, Dumbledore. Last night, Harry had convinced Kreacher to spy on the Order meeting and he had nothing new to report about Voldemort Harry didn't already know about, however, what else Kreacher had to report to Harry, it was a miracle Harry didn't scream the whole of 12 Grimmauld Place down to the ground.

Dumbledore had not only neglected to ever tell Harry he had property all around the world, plus several vaults left to him by his parents, some containing extremely valuable non-monetary assets such as rare jewelry, the rest containing varying amounts of money giving him a high net worth that would make even the Malfoys look extremely poor, he had also had the nerve to help himself every month of every year of Harry's school life to Harry's money, the amounts varying, but in total Dumbledore had creamed off shy of ninety five million galleons from his various vaults in total. On top of that, he had been paying Ron and Hermione 100,000 each per week, for his past four school years to be his friends and paying Mrs Weasley a similar amount each time Harry had visited The Burrow. And Dumbledore was creaming off an additional 40,000 galleons a week from Harry to fund the Order Of The Phoenix, this made Harry want to blast down the door to the kitchen and Crucio Dumbledore there and then.

The fact that his four year 'friendship' with Ron and Hermione was a lie, made him feel physically sick and he wanted to oust them for it right away, but he had a better plan for later. And what the fuck gave Dumbledore the divine right to his money?! If he so badly needed to fund the Order or indeed anything else, surely he could dip into his no doubt vast expanses of wealth, rather than practically robbing a 14 year old?

Although Dumbledore saved Harry from expulsion after his hearing at the ministry for using the Patronus charm, Harry suspected ulterior motives behind all of it. Plus, it pissed Harry off Dumbledore was avoiding all eye contact with him for some bizarre reason.

Harry would be having words with the goblins at Gringotts to see if he could take steps to ensure that this money leeching from Dumbledore would carry on no more.

Dumbledore had arranged for three taxis to be waiting for everyone at Number 12, Grimmauld Place for 8:30 to take everyone to the Leaky Cauldron so that everyone could get what they needed for the new school year from the various shops in Diagon Alley. Harry (with Hedwig in her cage), Sirius, Remus and Tonks went in the first car, Ron, Fred, George and Mad-Eye Moody went in the second car, and Hermione (carrying Crookshanks), Ginny, Mr. Weasley and Mrs. Weasley went in the third. It was a short, fifteen minute ride to the road that the Leaky Cauldron was situated on. Sirius (disguised as a twenty year old blonde haired man) and Remus remained at Harry's side while Tonks stayed a few steps behind and sporting a brilliant purple perm hairstyle, the rest of the group followed them a few strides back.

Once they entered Diagon Alley, Harry was just about to make a beeline for Gringotts, when Ron blocked his path. "Harry mate, I thought we were going to check out my twin brother's new joke shop they set up with your TriWizard winnings?" Harry feigned a regretful look, "Sorry, not right now, you and Hermione go on ahead, I've got important business to deal with". Being inquisitive in her nature, Hermione asked "What could be so important?" Ron ushured her away, mumbling "Forget it" although Hermione looked back at Harry several times as they got further away.

Harry walked calmly up the steps and through the huge wooden doors at Gringotts, then to a desk and said calmly "I, Harry Potter, would like to take care of some business." The goblin at the desk grinned toothily, before replying "Of course Mr. Potter, follow me."

Harry followed him down a set of pink marble stairs, before entering a room that features several runes. Another goblin that looked female entered. "Hello Mr. Potter, how may I help you today?" As the other goblin left, Harry started explaining to the female goblin his revelation about Dumbledore stealing from his vaults. It turned out Dumbledore had convinced the Wizengamot shortly after the death of Harry's parents to allow him to appoint himself as Harry's like legal guardian. This gave him unlimited access to Harry's vaults and grant anyone else he chose to access Harry's vaults also, such as Mrs Weasley. Fortunately, with a little bit of simple Goblin magic, it was easy to remove Dumbledore as Harry's legal guardian.

"If you will Mr. Potter, please stand here in the middle of this circle." Harry obeyed, and the goblin closed her eyes and starting chanting. Harry closed his eyes, feeling a wave of both warmth and freezing cold wash over him, followed by a sudden jab in the forehead where his scar was located, and then it was over, and a piece of parchment was on the ground before him which stated Harry, despite his age was now legally classed as 'of age' and legally entitled to manage his own affairs.

"For extra measure, I have also removed the trace from you, allowing you to perform magic outside of Hogwarts, plus erased Dumbledore's tracking charms placed upon you and a piece of Lord Voldemort himself from you, meaning no more connection with him", the female goblin said as Harry blinked just in time to hear distant screams and a little bit of black smoke disappear. Harry felt his scar, or at least where it had been, it simply wasn't there any longer. He felt like a huge weight had been removed from him and a renewed energetic feeling.

"Now that's taken care of, can I get some sort of 'revenge' on Dumbledore, Mrs Weasley and my 'friends'?" Harry queried to the female goblin. "Of course, we can. I can make arrangements for all concerned's vaults to be seized and merged into your own as compensation, thus effectively bankrupting them, and they will not exist as Gringotts customers any longer, nor be able to open any new vaults with us" she replied with an evil grin. Harry amused himself to the thought of the looks on Dumbledore's, Mrs Weasley's and Ron's and Hermione's faces when they found out what hit them.

After she had made such an arrangement for Harry, which left him waiting for around twenty minutes, she pulled out of the air a trunk and a leather wallet. "Please accept these gifts as a token of our apology for what Dumbledore did. The wallet allows you to withdraw money from your vault to whatever muggle currency you choose at the best exchange rate possible. The trunk is more than just a storage facility for your school belongings, it's, well, why don't you take a look inside?"

Harry opened the trunk to find a staircase leading down into a flat with a kitchen, a bedroom, a bathroom with a shower (more bedrooms and bathrooms could be added with a simple spell), a library that would be paradise for Hermione, it had copies of every single book in magical Britain on the various shelves, including books you'd never in a million years find at Hogwarts, even in the restricted section. There was also a potions lab stocked with every potion ingredient for every single possible potion.

In the kitchen/lounge was a screen which could show Harry anyone he might want to spy on, regardless of their location. For example, all he had to do was say "Show me Dumbledore" and it would give Harry a view of Dumbledore in his office, and Dumbledore was totally unaware. The trunk could under no circumstances be accessed by anyone except either himself or anyone he explicitly gave permission to access.

The trunk could even be shrunk down in size and even transformed into a watch, so nobody else would even know that he was carrying it around and was additionally spelled so that no matter what the circumstances, Harry could never lose it.

Harry transferred the contents of his old trunk to his new one, putting all of his belongings into a wardrobe in his bedroom, and placing Hedwig on top of the wardrobe before leaving, transforming the trunk into a watch, thanking the goblins and leaving Gringotts.

He thought to himself that somehow he would not be needing to purchase anything for his fifth year at Hogwarts, so he went to Fortescue's Ice Cream and ordered a triple scoop consisting of strawberry, peach and blueberry flavors.

He met up with Hermione and Ron outside the new joke shop but didn't speak much to them, and Ron was like a child who had seen Santa Clause, "Mate, you do not know what you missed in their" with a roll eyes and "Honestly, Ronald Weasley" from Hermione.

Upon arrival at King's Cross, Harry was surprised nobody commented on his seeming lack of his trunk and Hedwig. As they approached platform 9 and 10, Harry looked around and saw various parents and children combos and could not help but feel bitterly jealous how they all seemingly had loved ones in theirs lives and could enjoy their childhoods as nature intended without unwanted fame or the burden of a Dark Lord dominating their lives.

Suddenly, an extremely reckless feeling came over Harry, giving him a feeling he hadn't felt since running away from one of Dudley's gangs at junior school. Heart beating rapidly enough to feel like his heart was going to rip through his chest and tremembling like jelly, Harry made sure nobody, ie the Weasleys were looking at him before he slipped on his invisibility cloak.

"You know what, fuck it, I'm not going to Hogwarts this year, or ever again for that matter" he seethe to himself. "Whichever train I see in front of me, I'm taking it, no matter where it takes me!"

He makes a beeline for the train on platform 10, narrowly avoiding passers by whilst invisible and hears an announcement as he enters one of the carriages "The next train to depart from Platform 10 will be the 11:00 service to Hull calling at Grantham, Newark Northgate, Doncaster, Selby, Borough and Hull. This train has 8 carriages".

Although in reality he was only waiting two minutes for the departure of the train, it felt like much longer to Harry, even though he was invisible, what if someone with constant vigilence like Mad-Eye spotted him and attempted to remove him from the train? Before he knew it however, the train was on it's way out of King's Cross with the platform rapidly shrinking away, although Harry didn't breathe easy until King's Cross was well out of sight.