Chapter 8~

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The train ride home had been a relatively silent one. Harry had decided to stave off another confrontation with the Weasleys by warding his compartment with silence and notice-me-not charms.

Hermione, Neville and Luna sat with him of course.

"We forgot to discuss something with Filius and Minnie." Hermione said.

"The problem of the death eaters. I know." Harry said.

"You do?" Neville asked.

"Yes. I don't think that those two would like my solution to that problem." Harry said as he crossed his arms.

"What would that be?" Neville said.

"Well some we can do by simply ruining their reputation, like Gregorio Parkinson but the Malfoys minus Narcissa will have to die." Harry said.

"Agreed." Hermione said. She snuggled into Harry's side.

"While I don't like it, I also agree." Luna said. They all looked at Neville who suddenly felt like that shy, clumsy eleven year old that he was. He still didn't like to have all the attention focused on him.

He sighed and gave his opinion.

"I won't kill them myself but yes, I agree." Neville said.

"Glad you are able to keep your morals after everything, when I couldn't." Harry said as he looked down at his hands,

"Harry..." Hermione began but was interrupted by Neville.

"Harry, you are great man and a great husband. You didn't loose your morals, you gained some." Neville said.

Harry smiled uneasily.

"Thanks Nev, you're a great friend." Harry smiled. "And thanks for offering Hedwig up for the summer. I don't want her to spend another one locked up."
"No problem Harry. It's what friends do for each other." Neville said.

Hermione nodded her thanks to him.

"They just passed our compartment." Luna said. She was of course referring to Ronald and Ginerva Weasley who were trying to find their 'friends' compartments.

Harry scoffed and rolled his eyes.

"Let the idiots look." Harry said.

"They are idiots."Luna said.

Everyone in the compartment looked at her.

"What?! I can't be reasonably rude too?" Luna asked with a shrug.

"It's just not like you darling." Neville gave her a hug and a kiss.

Luna shrugged and just leaned against Neville in their seat.

The train ride went relatively well with no interruptions thanks to the wards.

But that all changed as soon as they stepped off the train.

Harry had his arm around Hermione's shoulder.

"Oi, mate!" Ron called out.

Harry groaned as soon as he saw Ron jog up to them with Ginny close behind.

"Don't do anything stupid Love." Hermione spoke to Harry.

"Same goes for you Mia." Harry said.

"Yes Ron?" Harry asked in an exasperated voice.
"We couldn't find you on the train." Ron said.
"Yeah, It was like you weren't even there." Ginny said as she grinned coyly at Harry.
Harry rolled his eyes but the two Weasley's didn't seem to notice.
"I just want to be left alone guys. Why can't you understand that?" Harry asked.
"Then why are you hanging with them?" Ron pointed to Hermione, Neville and Luna.
"He needs someone who can understand loss Ron." Neville said.
"You haven't lost anyone though." Ginny said.
"But my parents are as good as dead." Neville said with a bitter tone to hi voice.
Luna rubbed his shoulder.
"Harry, our mom has invited you to the burrow after your birthday." Ginny smiled.
"That's nice. Owl me and I'll give you an answer." Harry said.
"Dumbledore said no mail." Ron shrugged as if he didn't give a damn, which he probably didn't.
"Well until he tells me himself I'll ignore it. I have to hurry. My relations are waiting for me." Harry said. The group of four walked off of the magical platform.
"I'm very proud of you." Hermione kissed Harry softly.
"And, I am proud of you Mia. We both wanted wanted them to die in a hole." Harry kissed her back.
"Make that four of us." Neville said.
"Yes, it was an accomplishment for us not to kill them." Luna said.
"Hermione, are you going to introduce us to your friends?" A dark haired woman asked.
"Oh hi mom. Where's dad?" Hermione asked.
"Waiting in the car." Emma Granger said.
"Okay, well this is Harry, my boyfriend and my two best friends Luna and Neville." Hermione pointed to each person in succession.
"Your boyfriend?" Emma asked. She wore a shocked expression on her face.
"Yep, I sent you a letter a week ago." Hermione said.
"You did, I just wasn't sure it was true." Emma said with a shamed shrug.
Hermione glared at her.
"I'll see you later Harry. Remember to send me the book and trunk." Hermione hugged each of her friends and left with her mom.
"She was mad." Luna said,
"She'll get over it. She really loves her mom." Harry said.
"Harry, Luna and I have to head out with the floo. Don't let those Muggle idiots pull one over on you." Neville said.
"Oh trust me they won't." Harry smiled as he spotted his whale of an uncle standing a part from the crowd. "This will be fun."
Harry walked towards his uncle.
"Hurry it up boy." Vernon growled.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you." Harry waggled a finger at him.
"And what would that be boy?" Vernon was quite quickly turning a dark shade of puce.
We're in public. I wouldn't do anything unless you want both the Muggle and wizard police on your hands." Harry said as they walked to the car.
"Fin, what do you want boy?" Vernon growled.
"You will drive me to Charing Cross Road and drive home. I'll find my own way to your house later." Harry said.
"And why should I do that?" Vernon asked.
"I'll give you a hundred pounds." Harry said. Suddenly Vernon became very agreeable.
"Good, now get in the car boy before any of your freak friends see." Vernon said.
Harry smiled. He didn't even need to use a confundus charm. It seemed almost to easy but Vernon had always been quite greedy.
Harry was silent on the drive. He made a mental list of the things he needed to do.
First he would need to go to Gringotts to take out some money and figure out his inheritance. Since the tournament he had been unsure what his status as a minor was.
After the bank he needed to go to Flourish and Blotts to get all the Occulemency books for the members of the future D.A to look over during the summer.
His final stop would be at Harkins Trunks to get six of the speciality trunks. He would be spending a lot of money.
He really wanted to stay at Diagon alley or one of his friends homes for the summer but he needed to keep Dumbledore in the dark for as long as possible.
Vernon parked the car across from the Leaky Cauldron, though he could not see it himself.
"Don't forget my money." Vernon said.
Harry nodded and stepped out of the car. He hated his Muggle family so much but that wasn't to say that all Muggles were horrible. Just the Dursleys were.
Harry walked into the dingy old pub.
"Hello Tom." Harry greeted the barkeep.
"Ah, young mister Potter. Back so soon? I'm sorry to hear about the tournament. If it helps. I believe you." Tom leaned in to whisper at Harry.
Harry nodded.
"Thanks Tom. It does mean a lot. I'm just heading into Diagon Alley for a few supplies I need for over the summer." Harry said, quite thankful to the old barkeep.
"Do you need any help getting into the alley?" Tom asked.
"I know the way. Thank you Tom." Harry said as he walked away. Harry walked into the back room and tapped the bricks.
The sight of a nearly empty Diagon Alley greeted him. After all it was the end of a school year and not the busy start of one.
Harry headed straight into Gringotts.
"Hello master Goblin. May your gold always flow." Harry greeted the Goblin in front of him.
Thew Goblin's head snapped up in surprise. Harry smiled, with no teeth of course. The Goblin probably wasn't use to wizards respecting him.
"Mister Potter. What can Gringotts do for you today?" The goblin asked.
"I would like to check on my inheritance and I would like grounds for emancipation." Harry said proudly.
"Is that so?" The Goblin asked.
Harry nodded.
"Yes master Goblin." Harry said.
"Very well, follow teller Jornfist. He will bring yo to where you need to go." The Goblin pointed to a slightly smaller Goblin.
Harry nodded to Jornfist and followed him down a long corridor and up a flight of stairs.
They stopped in front of a grand door.
The sign said: Ragnok, King of the Goblin Nation. Potter account manager.
"King? I didn't realize I would be given the honour of sitting before the king." Harry said.
"He is your family's account manager. Go on in. He is waiting for you." Jornfist said before promptly turning around and walking back to the main lobby.
Harry pushed open the grand door and closed it behind him.
"Ah, hello mister Potter. WE meet at last." The Goblin behind the desk spoke.
Harry turned around and bowed before the Goblin king.
"It is a pleasure to meet you King Ragnok. May your enemies gold fill your vaults." Harry stood up.
"I was told that you knew of Goblin courtesy but I had not believed it before now. Now shall we get down to business?" Ragnok asked.
"Yes King Ragnok. I want to make sure my inheritance is intact and I also want to see if I can become emancipated." Harry said.
"Please call me Ragnok, Lord Potter." Ragnok said.
"Then call me Harry. Not to sound rude or impatient but can we gte on with my business?" Harry asked.
Ragnok chuckled.
"Of course Harry. However did you not receive our letter?" Ragnok asked.
"What letter. I haven't received any mail for the entire year." Harry said. He did receive mail but he supposed his fourth year Christmas presents didn't count.
"Luckily for you, Gringotts always keeps more then one copy. Have a read." Ragnok handed Harry a single piece of parchment.
Harry began to read.

To Lord Potter,

We at Gringotts are proud to present that you have been emancipated in both the Wizard and Mundane world due to the tri-wizard tournament. We would like to met with you at Gringotts to discuss the Potter inheritance3 and any other titles you may have inherited with your emancipation.

May your gold flow,

King Ragnok, Director of Gringotts Bank

Harry was quite angry but was happy that he was already emancipated. He wasn't sure why he hadn't thought of this in the other timeline.
"We do not know why you did not receive the letter of emancipation or why you did not receive the bi-monthly bank statements of your accounts." Ragnok said.
"I do and his name is Dumbledore." Harry practically growled.
"Dumbledore. Then I suggest from your anger that he was not to take out a thousand galleons per week from the family vault?" Ragnok asked.
Harry's eyes snapped up in surprise and anger.
"No, there was not! Is there any way that I can get the money back without Dumbledore knowing? I want him in the dark as long as possible to me knowing of my emancipation." Harry said.
"We will preform an audit of his accounts. It will take up most of the summer. We will take the money he stole from you as a ruse fee and give most of it back to you. We will keep 6% as a fee, You understand?" Ragnok asked Harry.
Of course. You are bankers. You must make a profit somehow." Harry said
"Now onto other business, You have inherited the title of Hogwarts through your father, mother and right of conquest. Tom Riddle." Ragnok said.
"I own Hogwarts?" Harry asked.
"Only three quarters. You lack the Hufflepuff title. You are still able to commune with Lady Hogwarts though but you cannot control the teachers. You may be able to change the types of classes taught as long as Hogwarts agrees with it." Ragnok said.
"I never thought in a million heirs I would actually own most, if not all of Hogwarts. Shame I can't do much about the teachers though." Harry mused out loud.
"Lord Sirius Black has made you his heir due to the fact that he cannot have children. You also inherit the Peverell title. The Potter, Black and Peverell titles require next of succession heirs. This can be accomplished through multiple wives or through a single wife having three sons." Ragnok said as he looked through his files.
"I am staying with my wife. No other woman is for me." Harry said.
"Yes, we also received notice of your soul bond through our book of knowledge." Ragnok said.
"Really. Would the ministry get this same knowledge?" Harry asked.
"They have their own sources in the unspeakable department but the agents there do not always share the knowledge." Ragnok said. "Here is copies of all six of your accounts including the ones required for the Hogwarts title." Ragnok handed Harry a file.
Harry skimmed through his accounts. His eyes nearly bulged.
"Holy, Merlin. I'm rich." Harry exclaimed.
"Yes third richest in the world. After a few investments I believe we can raise that. Now is there anything else you would like like to know?" Ragnok asked.
Harry took a moment to calm himself after seeing the hug number on his bank account statements.
"I believe that takes care of everything. However, I would like to know, is there a way that I can charge to my account without having to withdraw for every purchase. I plan on making many large purchases today." Harry said.
"There is the bottomless bag which withdraws the exact amount you need but I think you are looking for the debit card, It will work in both worlds. However in the Wizarding world the clerk will need to swipe their wand over it and it requires no PIN for you to memorize. The fee for the card is 6 galleons and every purchase you will be charged five sickles." Ragnok said.
"I'll take it. Charge everything to my Potter account for now." Harry said as he pocketed the card.
"And will you allow me to find investments for each of your accounts?" Ragnok asked.
"I would trust no one else." Harry said. He got up to leave.
"I am honoured young Harry." Ragnok bowed. "I should also tell you that your soul bond also emancipates your wife." Ragnok said.
"Thank you Ragnok. May foes always fall." Harry said.
"And may yours always shake at your feet." Ragnok said.
Harry walked out of the bank and went shopping in the alley. He ordered his trunks and books. He would go home with own but the rest of his purchases would be mailed to their new respective owners.
They would be there within days.
Harry walked out of the Alley content. He held out his wand and signalled the Knight bus.
Time to go to a place that was never home.

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Still going a little short on the chapters and I think I rushed it a bit near the end but I'm happy with it.

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