Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns everything but the plot.

Plot: Harry wakes one day to find his life was going to change forever, but will he find this to be a good change? Or a bad one? Begins the week before summer after fifth year. Pairings: Harry Harem HP/HG/GW/DG/SB/PP/PP/LL, NL/HA. Weasley bashing on Ron and Molly, Dumbledore bashing, helpful Snape

Chapter 1: Changes

Albus Dumbledore was sitting at his desk when the owl flew in early that morning. Seeing the Gringotts seal, he knew it needed his immediate attention. Upon opening the letter and reading the missive, he realized that today was going to be an interesting day to say the least. He also knew that Harry Potter was not going to understand what any of this means and will not know what to do or how to deal with it. He was unsure if Harry would allow him to help, but chose to try anyway. He wrote a quick note to young Mr. Potter and gave it to Fawkes to pass along.

He wondered if Harry received a Gringotts letter as well, and if so what it said. He had to do everything in his power to make sure Harry did not find out about and claim his inheritance. The boy needed to continue to be weak willed and distraught. He must also remain under his, Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore's, thumb. The only way he could foresee doing this was making sure that Harry kept losing those who are close to him. It would be the only way to get him to willingly give up his life while facing the dark lord.

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Harry woke feeling nervous. He didn't understand why he felt that way or why he didn't feel as sad and depressed as he had been since Sirius' death. The feelings were still there, but to a lesser degree than they had been in the week since the battle at the Ministry. After looking around the room and thinking about whether there was something important going on that day, he was unable to figure out why he was so nervous. So, he decided to just get up and get ready for the day.

After showering and dressing, Harry went down to the common room to wait for the others to get up before heading down to breakfast. Harry had just entered the common room when Fawkes flamed in carrying a short note. Thanking Fawkes, Harry took the note and unrolled it.

Harry,

I have received a missive concerning you from Gringotts and wish to discuss it with so you understand what will be required of you today. Please meet me in my office. Fawkes will flame you here.

Headmaster Albus P.W.B. Dumbledore

'Why would Gringotts send Professor Dumbledore a missive concerning me? Shouldn't I get anything concerning me?' Harry thought as he looked towards the phoenix. 'Could this even be the truth? Maybe Dumbledore is just trying to apologize again. Stupid bloody apologies, don't mean anything if he doesn't mean it in the first place.'

Harry still couldn't believe the truths that had come out after his godfather's death.

FLASHBACK

Harry was sitting in one of the armchairs in the Headmasters office, listening to the reports about what happened at the Ministry, deaths, injuries, etc. He was just sitting there getting more and more angry at his circumstances and the fact that his godfather, who he barely had the chance to get to know, was dead.

'And whose fault is it that you didn't have that chance to know your godfather?' a voice in Harry's head asked him.

'Mine! I didn't write to him or try hard enough to be with him! It's all my fault!' Harry shouted back in his head.

'No, it is not your fault. Who kept stopping you from living with him, writing to him, contacting him in any way?'

'Professor Dumbledore. By why would he do that on purpose? I know he wanted me at the Dursley's because of the blood wards that will keep me safe, but why couldn't I talk to Sirius too? We could have had a code or something so no one knew what we really spoke of. OR, we could have used the Mauraders' way of secret messages. Why? Why would he do that?'

'Maybe there is something he knows that he doesn't want you to know?'

'Maybe. But I am tired of waiting. It's time to find out.'

'Good luck with that.'

"Professor! I am tired of all of this! I want answers, and I want them now!" Harry stated vehemently.

"What answers might you be speaking of, Mr. Potter? As far as I am aware, you know as much as we do," the Professor replied calmly.

"First, why were Sirius and I kept apart? We weren't allowed to see or speak to each other in any way at all. I know there is something behind that. Then, now that I think about it, there is the fact that as Chief Warlock, it is YOUR job to make sure everyone gets a fair trial. Hermione told me about that one day last year. If this is true, and don't try to deny it, then why was Sirius locked up in Azkaban for 12 years WITHOUT a trial. You were trying to keep us apart. Why?"

The other Order members in the room looked between Harry and Dumbledore in shock. They all realized that what Harry said was true, and they all wondered why.

Dumbledore silently looked at Harry realizing that he had to tell the boy something, and it had to be at least partially true.

"Harry, my boy, I honestly believed that Sirius had committed the crimes he was accused of. I saw no point of going through a trial. I realize now that that a rather large mistake on my part and do apologize greatly for it. On the other part, I kept the two of you apart for the safety of the both of you. People know that the two of you were connected and many expected you to be in contact. I am very sorry you never received the chance to get to know and love Sirius as you should have been allowed.'

Harry didn't believe a word of it. He knew there was something else to it but was unable to think of what it might be. He decided to let it drop for now, but put it on his mental list of things to think about and figure out.

END FLASHBACK

"Well Fawkes, looks like I need a ride. Do you mind?" he asked the bird. Fawkes trilled a beautiful and calming note before waving his tail feathers at him. Harry just grinned a little and grabbed the feathers before disappearing.

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Arriving in the Headmasters office, Harry looked at the Headmaster and waited for him to say something. He was still mad the old man for controlling his life and lying to him. So, he simply waited.

The Headmaster was watching Harry at the same time. Realizing that Harry wasn't going to say anything, he decided to charge ahead.

"Good morning, . I trust you slept well?"

"Well enough. What is this about Headmaster?"

"Ah yes, straight to the point as always, Mr. Potter. It would seem that a contingent of Gringotts goblins will be arriving at breakfast time with an Unspeakable and a few Aurors to speak with you."

"About what Professor?"

"Of that, I am not quite sure, but I thought it prudent that I speak with you about protocol of behalf of the goblins so that nothing….shall we say, untoward, happens. They are species that does not look at wizards in a good light. I wanted you to understand that protocol will demand you be honorable and polite and as formal as absolutely possible without seeming arrogant, egotistical or prideful. Do you understand?"

"Yes Professor. I need to be me; calm and courteous but a little more formal. Correct?"

"Very good, Mr. Potter. Did you by chance receive a missive from the bank as well this morning?"

"No Professor, I did not. I did find it odd that you received one on my behalf though. Why do you suppose that is Professor?" Harry asked slightly curious and mildly sarcastic.

"Of that, I am not sure. Now, though, it is late enough for breakfast to begin, I suggest Fawkes takes you back to your common room to await your friends before heading to the Great Hall for the morning meal."

"Thank you, Professor," and with that Harry disappeared in flames with the phoenix.