[AN] So I would once more like to thank my wonderful readers. Also I was writing this chapter with the basis of a tiny crossover with Assassins Creed. Harry will not be an Assassin of the order he will just get some training from a member and maybe a hidden blade… or he may not let me know what you think in reviews. Though it will not be a large crossover just possibly tiny mention like i said. As for the poll Hufflepuff Harry is winning followed by Ravenclaw Slytherin and Gryffindor respectively.

'Telepathic talking'

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Upon waking up Harry opened the window allowing Hedwig to fly and look for food if she so chose before grabbing a black t-shirt and jeans and heading towards the shower. Once he was cleaned and dressed he immediately headed towards Gringotts once more to take a look at some of the items in the vault as well to inquire about the families. Upon entering he was pulled to the side by Griphook and shown into a conference room.

"Mr. Potter we have investigated the families that you requested and have discovered what happened to the lines. First, we found the Loyauté family first and found that they were a frenchwizarding family who married into the lines of the Delacour's. Soon after that we located the O'Rourke family who are a long line of Irish squibs that now have ties into an organization known as the IRA; they were difficult to locate because they go by the last name of Collins within the organization." Griphookstated as he glanced at the piece or parchment he was holding. "Lastly the Davenport's were by far the hardest to find as they were thought to have died out in the early 1800's. It turns out thePatriarch had adopted a child and the child never took the Davenport name, they are now a line of muggles with the last name Miles and live in America."

"Thank you Griphook," Harry said. "If you could arrange a portkey to take me to America and back during winter break and some directions to their residence I would be grateful."

"The usual fee will apply."

"Of course take it. Now I need to access the McUrrie vault."

"Follow me then," Griphook stated as he walked out of the conference room and towards the carts with Harry following him shortly after.

With a business attitude Harry entered the cart and headed to the vault not even letting the high speeds affect him.

"Vault number eleven, the McUrrie Clan."

Exiting the cart Harry approached the vault door and placed the ring against it unlocking it. Picking up the ledger he turned to the artifacts section and noticed a subsection for potions. Browsing the potions subsection he came across a potion with a side note next to it.

Infigo Oculus- An eye sight correcting potion is always stored within the vault in the case that a member of the clan is born with poor sight. Warning: This potion is extremely painful and takes around an hour to fix eyesight perfectly depending on how bad the sight originally was.

Making note of the portion Harry turned to the Armory section of the ledger and began to read the headnote that was written.

Each weapon and armor is sentient with magic and is one of a kind, allowing a witch or wizard to bond with them. Once bonded the witch or wizard will be able to call upon that which they have bonded with and it will appear. Each magical piece of equipment has distinguishing characteristics that make it unique. When choosing equipment one must raise their hand in the armory and feel with their magic for the equipment that appears to sing to their magic. For more information on each piece of equipment continue onto the next pages.

'That is certainly interesting,' Harry thought as he closed the book and headed through the artifacts door before entering the potion storage room. 'I will have to come back here at another time to find some equipment for myself but for now I need to take this potion before Hermione shows up to Diagon Alley.'

Harry continued to browse the shelves until he found the one potion amongst the hundreds he was looking for. 'Infigo Oculus, thank Merlin the shelves are alphabetized.' Grabbing the potion Harry left the vault and entered the cart, waiting until it stopped at the top of the tracks to turn towards Griphook.

"I need the Head of House rings for Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, and Potter." Seeing Griphook about to speak he interrupted him. "I know I can claim them, Inheritance Law number seven states that, 'A witch or wizard that has no family within four generations and has unfit magical guardians may claim Lordship over their house unless specified by their House laws,' and seeing as I have a neglectful magical guardian in the form ofAlbus Dumbledore I may claim said Lordships."

Shutting his mouth the goblin motioned for Harry to follow him into a private conference room while ordering another goblin to grab the family boxes. As soon as they took their seats, a goblin ran into the room with three boxes and set them on the table before exiting as quickly as he came.

"You know the drill Mr. Potter a drop of blood to open, except if a Lordship is not held then the ring will appear if you are found worthy."

Taking the offered silver pin Harry pricked his finger allowing a drop of blood to land on each box. As soon as the blood hit they shined in confirmation and opened each showing a key and a Head of House ring. Grabbing the keys Harry then slipped the rings on to the other three fingers on his right hand. The Gryffindor ring was gold with a ruby griffin at the top, the Hufflepuff was gold with an onyx badger at the top while the Potter ring was white gold with saphire shield and ruby sword at the top.

"I have one more thing I need of you." Harry said after placing the rings on. "I need to take this potion and it takes an hour to finish and was wondering if I could stay here?"

"Of course Lord Potter-McUrrie-Gryffindor-Hufflepuff."

"Just Potter will be fine."

"Ok, I will come to retrieve you in one hour," Griphook stated before turning on his heel and exiting the room.

Taking the potion from his pocket Harry uncorked it and stared at it for a second before downing it as quickly as possible. The effects were immediate as when he finished a searing pain began to form behind his eyes and it felt like they were melting. Screaming in pain Harry dropped the vial and it fell to the floor with a crash scattering crystal shards over the floor. As the pain began to overwhelm him he fell to the ground his head slamming against the floor knocking him into blissful unconsciousness.

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Looking around Harry could see he was in the middle of a battlefield but everyone was frozen including spells. Spotting what looked like an older version of himself he walked over and observed him. He was wearing a cloak that seemed darker than black and was absorbing nearby light, on his back was some type of muggle gun and in his hands he was wielding a sword and a wand. Looking at his face he noticed the lack of glasses indicating that the potion worked and had an ethereal expression of calm on his face. Glancing around again he noticed Hermione, Tonks, as well as another person he could not recognize but they were quite a bit aways fight back to back against multiple opponets.

"Hello Harry," a voice said causing him to spin around.

"Who are you," Harry replied as he glanced at an elderly man probably in his sixties.

"I am one of the last members of the McUrrie Clan."

"That's not possible, the McUrrie's have not been around since the 1600's."

"You're right and wrong," the old man said. "We have not been witches and wizards since the 1600's. I was the last and my son was born a squib, such things occasionaly happen when times of peace are around, however I was blessed with the abilities of being a seer as well as a McUrrie. I looked into the future and saw what would happen and so I let it take place in order to teach you the necessary lessons. Then performing an ancient ritual I sacrificed myself in order to send you back into your eleven year old body."

"Well that would certainly explain things," Harry said. "But why me?"

"Harry, you will have people trying to manipulate you as you have already seen. However, you have the power and ability to change what would have been a terrible future. Look around you Harry, what you see is the current future your new path has created. If you stick to this path this is what you will become and this is not a bad future it is a necessary one you must stay true to our ancestry. Now look to your friends."

Harry glanced back at the trio of girls, "Two of these girls you recognize, the third you will meet in time, they will be the friends you need them to be; do not forget this. Good luck Harry," The old man said before fading away.

"Mr. Potter... Wake up Mr. Potter," Harry heard a voice saying as he blinked rapidly feeling a pain in his head.

"Ow, what the hell," Harry said rubbing his head while accepting the pain potion from Griphook. "Thanks."

Nodding at Harry, Griphook turned and began to leave once again. "Unless you have any more business then I must ask you to leave."

"Yea yea I have to meet someone anyway good day."

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Harry sat at Flortescue's Ice Cream Parlour subtley watching the entrance to Diagon Alley while thinking how much this makes him look like a creeper. All those thoughts went away when he saw the person he was waiting for, deciding on waiting instead of walking right up he waited for Hermione's parents to look around confused before approaching them.

Putting on his most charming smile he walked over to them, "Hello do you need help finding anything?"

He though it might have been to soon when they looked at him surprised before Hermione spoke up with a slight blush that she quickly hid which made him smirk inside. "If you could help us find out where we can pick up my Hogwart's supplies that would great."

"Of course I can, I would recommend going to Gringotts to convert money since we magicals use different currency if you follow me I can take you there and then if you don't mind I could accompany you as I still need to get mine."

"Where are your parents young man," Hermione's mother asked.

"They're dead ma'am I'm an emancipated minor." Harry replied sadly.

She let out a gasp, "I'm so sorry I didn't mean to bring it up."

"It's perfectly fine, you didn't know. Anyway may I show you and your daughter around."

"Of course."

Having stopped at Gringotts Harry led Hermione and her parents to Ollivander's where Hermione got her wand Harry chose not to enter because he didn't wanna deal with Ollivander right now. So it went stopping by each different store and picking up supplies before ending up at the bookstore shortly after finishing up and Madam Malkin's. Seeing they would be occupied there for quite awhile Harry bought various books on sword fighting so at least he would have the theoretical parts down. Glancing down at the hand written First Edition of Hogwarts: A History he decided on giving to Hermione on Christmas.

Seeing her in a corner of the store he approached her smirking when she jumped at him speaking, "Hello, I never did get your name, I'm Harry by the way"

"Hi," she replied more shyly than he ever knew Hermione to be. "My name is Hermione. Thank you for showing me and my family around."

"It's no problem," Harry glanced down at what she was reading in disgust after reading the title In the Life of Harry Potter: Defeater or the Dark Lord. "He's nothing like these books say he is by the way so I wouldn't recommend reading them."

Glancing back up in surprise she fixed him witha stare, "You know him?"

"You could say that," Harry said leaning against a bookshelf. "Harry Potter at your service."

"But it says in here that Harry Potter has glasses, you do not."

"Magic is wonderful Hermione and how could those books know anything about me i never gave an interview which is why they wil be sued for illegal use of my image and name. As i said I am the one and only Harry Potter, besides who wants glasses? I would say I am way more attractive now, wouldn't you agree?."

Hermione's reply was to look quickly back at her book and pretend to read, which only made Harry smile even more. 'Man this is so much fun, even though I won't ask her out for a few years it's still fun to get this reaction out of her.'

"Well Hermione, I must bid you goodbye as I have important business to do. Maybe I will see you at Hogwarts." Harry said as he turned on his heal not hearing Hermiones mumbled reply of 'I'd like that.'

Heading back to Madam Malkin's Harry requested a whole new wardrobe made of Acromantula silk shirts, two pairs of dragon hide boots in green and black, a dragonhide trench coat that had a large crest made of the four families crests put on the back as well as a acromantula silk robe with the same crest on the back. After that was all set Harry left the shop with a couple hundred Galleons less in his accounts. Immediately heading back to Gringotts now that he had met Hermione he arrived a few minutes later and entered his vault another fifteen minutes later. 'Merlin I hate lines.'

Entering the kennels Harry approached the first hellhound which was a bright purple color which indicated that it was male it had the normal red eyes. Holding his hand out palm up the hellhound sniffed and growled lightly. Withdrawing his he moved onto the next which had the speckled pattern of various shades of blue and black, he noticed it also had the same purple eyes the mother outside has. Holding his hand out the hellhound sniffed his palm and gave it a lick before biting him.

"Ah what the hell the book didn't say they would bite," Harry noticed that a glow form from him and the hellhound before converging and dissipating with a flash. "Sorry about that, it is needed to bond." A feminine voice said in his head.

"Wait you can talk to me telepathically?" Harry question and received a confirmation from the hellhound. "That's so cool. What is your name."

"My mother, who guards us, calls me Azura for the color of my fur."

"Azura, that's a fitting and beautiful name."

"Thank you Harry, I recommend continuing you are powerful enough to have possibly two hellhound bonds."

Taking her advice Harry kept moving down the kennels until he came to the last one. The hellhound was the darkest purple Harry had ever seen and had crimson red eyes; holding his hand out the hellhound sniffed before licking his hand and biting in the exact spot Azura had.

"Figures," Azura rolled her eyes. "Of course you would get my future mate, Harry this is Saakir."

"Aw what wrong with that Azzy," A deep rumbling voice sounded in his head while laughing. "Sorry about that Harry."

"It's all good," Harry dismissed. "By the way if you eat my owl I will put you down."

"We would never," they said in unison.

"Good now let's go I need to get a wand."

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Standing outside of Knockturn Alley, Harry flipped the hood of his newly aquired cloak. Saakir and Azura on either side of him as he walked down the filthy alleyway. Seeing the wand maker he was looking for he made his was there only to be stopped by a hag halfway there. The hag grabbed him and shoved a knife against his throat, "Give me, everything you got."

"Saakir show our friend here why doing what she is doing is a bad idea," the hag looked around for whoever Harry was talking about and looked down when she heard a loud growl. Seeing the hellhound the hag jumped back and tried to run. "Saakir chase her away but do not hurt her...to badly."

Continuing to the shop Harry entered the shop and looked around before ducking below a red beam of light. "Woah, O'Reilly the goblins sent me."

"Oh my apologies," the middle-aged women said lowering her arm. "Can't be to careful here in Knockturn Alley. What can I do for you and your familiars."

"How does every wandmaker know everything!"

"A simple dark creature detector on the door."

"Oh," Harry facepalmed. "Anyway I need a custom wand without the trace."

"Alright, check out those woods and let me know which feels right."

Going up and down the rows of wood Harry eventually stopped at a very light colored wood. "Ah a piece of the tree of life, vey unusual. Now go over to the cores and pi-"

"I would like to use a hair of two hellhounds," Harry interrupted as he plucked a hair from each hellhound resulting in a growl. "Be quiet you know that didn't hurt."

"That would do," the wandmaker O'Reilly said. "However I need a liquid to create an equal current vector as the hairs are not long enough to go from end to end. If you would look at the liquids and tell me what feels right."

Going over each liquid core Harry couldn't find one that felt right, "Could hellhound saliva count and a magical core liquid?"

"I couldn't tell you however we could try." She replied handing him two vials.

"Saakir, Azura, would you kindly?" Moments later Harry was handing over two vials of hellhound drool.

"If this works you can pick it up tomorrow."

"I'll be here then." Harry replied walking out and heading out of Knockturn Alley. Once back in Diagon Alley Harry noticed it was getting late and decided on heading back to his room for the night. Not having the energy to eat dinner Harry passed out surrounded by an owl and two hellhound. However, before darkness took him he heard Saakir and Azura speaking, "Goodnight and Happy Birthday Harry," and then blackness took him.