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"speech"
'spells/incantations'
-mind speech-
Chapter One
The ride home, correction to the Dursley home was filled with tension, Harry could feel it, it was in the very air. Nothing was said during the entire ride, except for some muttering by Harry uncle Vernon. The man kept muttering about unusual, ungrateful freaks. Though Harry did not hear it, nor did he see his cousins attempts to sit as far away as possible from Harry, for Harry was far away from the real world.
He was trapped in thoughts and feelings of shock, guilt, anger, hatred, misery. Shock because his last parental figure was death, guilt because he believed that is was because of him that his godfather Sirius Black died, anger at himself for failing for such a trap and angry at Dumbledore for keeping things from him, hatred at Snape, yes hatred at the man who couldn't even put his feelings aside to teach him Occlumency. However there is even more, Harry absolutely hated Belatrix Lestrange for casting the spell that send Sirius through the Veil of Death. But what tore at his hart the most was the misery he was experiencing at the loss of his godfather. He mist the way his godfather could cheer him up, the way the man laughed, talked of his parents and the way Sirius would act after a prank. The mans death had really left a gigantic gapping hole in his chest, one he Harry didn't know how the close…
"Boy we're here. Get out of the car and bring your junk upstairs."
Harry was shaken out of his thoughts as his uncle told him that they were back at the Number four Privet Drive, the Dursley household. The household where he, Harry Potter, was not wanted. Where he was despised. The household where the Dursley's used like him a slave, and a thought him a nuisance. However he did as his uncle told him to and grabbed his trunk and the birdcage, he had told Hedwig to fly ahead of them and wait for him in his room. So it was with great difficulty that Harry brought his trunk and the empty birdcage up to his room.
"Boy, come down and make us dinner."
Harry frowned the threats of the order didn't help, he shrugged and went downstairs to prepare dinner, afterward he went upstairs and lied down on his bed and he fell in an fitful sleep, that consisted of nightmares about things he hadn't dealt with different endings in the department of mysteries, the death of his parents and Cedric's death and consequently Voldemort's Rebirth. Harry suddenly woke to something hooting, looking around in his pitiful bedroom he spotted the source, a rather imperious looking if somewhat ruffed up owl that bore the Gringrotts insignia.
Once again Harry frowned what could Gringrotts want from him? And why was the owl ruffed up? Harry took the letter from the offered leg and gave the owl an owl treat. The owl swooped out of his window after taking the treat. Harry looked at the letter and opened it.
Dear mister Potter,
It has come to our attention that one Sirius Black has recently past from this world. For this we offer our condolence. Because of Mr. Blacks death his will which was previously inactive is now active and it designates you as the primary beneficent therefore you are requested to come to Gringrotts tomorrow morning, do not worry about transportation, this letter will act as a portkey to Gringrotts bank and back to where you came from with the activation phrase "time is money" (here Harry snorted, thinking that it was strange that most wizards and witches didn't know muggle phrases yet a magical species such as the goblins did know muggle phrases).
The portkey shall be active between 10 and 11 o'clock tomorrow morning. The will reading shall start at eleven thirty. We of Gringrotts banks hope to see you there.
Yours Snatchlock,
Head of the Inheritance Department
Seconds after Harry finest reading the letter Fawkes appeared in a burst of fire.
"Hello Fawkes did Dumbledore send you?" Harry asked.
The phoenix bobbed its head up and down and stuck out his leg. To which a letter was attached. Fawkes sung a few tunes and left in another burst of fire, at the same time as Harry opened the letter wondering what Dumbledore wanted this time.
Dear Harry,
Harry if you got a letter from Gringrotts DON'T GO, it is a trap. The Order and myself shall take care of it.
Yours truly,
Albus Dumbledore
Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Harry frowned as he finished reading the letter, a trap not likely, especially if the letter was send with a Gringrotts owl who only listened to goblins. No Harry thought that would not it, perhaps Dumbledore was trying to hide things from him again. Well not anymore he would go tomorrow and he would attend the will meeting.
The next morning Harry woke up early looking around for the letter, finding it Harry put it in his pocket and stuffed his invisibility cloak in a backpack (one of those postman backpacks with on strap) and Harry put his wand in his sleeve. Looking at the clock Harry realised that he could go now and he said the activation phrase.
Arriving at Gringrotts after that rather annoying trip Harry looked around. Spotting a free goblin Harry went up to the goblin and give the goblin the letter, who read it and said;
"You are an hour early mister Potter would you like to wait here or in the room where the will shall be read."
Harry looked at the goblin trying to gauge his sincerity, finding it enough Harry spoke to the goblin;
"I would like to wait in the will reading room."
"Of course mister Potter. Please follow me."
With that the goblin turned around a walked quickly to a door Harry hadn't seen before and entered it with Harry on his heels, who quickly donned his invisibility cloak and said it was because he didn't want people knowing he was there until the meeting started. The goblin was now looking at Harry strangely and asked why. To which Harry answered that Dumbledore tried to stop him from coming and would certainly try to stop him from knowing what would be said at the will reading. To his surprise the goblin seemed rather angry al of the sudden and Harry heard him muttering about meddling old fools.
"Your person doesn't like Dumbledore do you?"
"No we do not the man has tried the interfere with our banking business to often, trying to gain the money and vaults of several including yours."
"Mine? I have more the one vault? Yes of course all pure-blooded wizards and witches have. The al have a trust fund, a family vault and a family trust."
"Why was I not informed of these vaults before, Harry hissed."
The goblin now looked terribly shocked, no wonder Harry didn't walk around dressed as a king; he must have believed that he had only that one vault he used to buy stuff with.
"Mister Potter I must say this is quite a surprise for us here at Gringrotts had we known we would have informed you. It seems that a lot was withheld from you, how about after the will reading I will answer any questions you have."
"Fine by me Harry replied. Now, its seems that we are here, was all the goblin said."
"…I don't care if you were the king of the world, as long as mister Potter is here we cannot begin this will reading." A rather annoyed goblin spoke.
"That does not matter I have permission from mister Potter himself to handle all his banking affairs."
"Albus, if it is such an important thing why not go over to Harry and bring him here, Remus questioned."
"Because of Voldemort, he would know the second that Harry left his protective place."
It was at that point that Harry decided to enter putting the invisibility cloak in his backpack Harry strode in and spoke up;
"That is a load of dung, if that were true than the dark lord would have attacked the Dursley when I wasn't there and set a trap to kill me."
After the shock that Harry seemed to have appear from nowhere Dumbledore said;
"Harry it would be best if you went back to you home at the Dursley residence an…"
Dumbledore didn't get a chance to Finnish the end of his sentence because Harry exploded;
"Don't you dare Finnish that sentence Dumbledore I have had enough of you meddling old man, you expect me to go back to that hell hole, the place where I am being used the same as a Malfoy would use an house-elf and where I am abused physically and mentally, where I am called a freak, why should I live a life of pain where others live a simple life, you once told me that life is about choices, I could choose to not participate in your little war at al. Where would you and the so called light side be then?" Harry roared.
Dumbledore could only gape at Harry, as he was the only one who understood Harry's last sentence, the rest of those assembled were staring transfixed at Harry like he was an alien or something. Harry on his turn just ignored all of them and turned to the goblin and said;
"With that being said I would like to have this meeting composed of only those who were named beneficiary."
The goblin nodded and said if misters Potter, Lupin and miss N. Tonks would stay and the rest of you leave. Dumbledore stared at the goblin before he said;
"I must stay otherwise I shall contest this will."
"On which grounds would you do that," Harry asked innocently.
"On the grounds that mister Black was a convict."
Harry laughed at that and spoke; "than you're a fool because Sirius was thrown into Azkaban without even a trial, which means that he can't be a convict, because he wasn't convicted."
"Mister Potter is right now leave Albus Dumbledore, you are the only one left that is not a beneficiary."
"Very well is shall leave, though this isn't over yet."
"Finally I thought he would never leave," Harry said.
"Yes, … well lets start the will reading shall we the goblin spoke. Now Sirs and Madam I will explain how a magical will is read. It is actually a very simple concept: every magical being can write a will, just like this one," here the goblin held up a scroll,
"now it is a bit harder than just writing a scroll, you have to infuse the scroll with a bit of your magic. Causing the written will to become inactive until death. This also serves a second purpose, of seeing the person tell what he wrote, through a charm we here at Gringrotts have invented."
Harry had to choke back some bile and hold in his tears. He would get to see Sirius one last time.
"Very well lets get this over with then."
With that the goblin Snatchlock placed the scroll in a hole in the desk, which started projecting a colour image of Sirius Black.
"I Sirius Black being sound of mind and body. Stop snickering moony."
(Harry glanced at Remus Lupin To See him snickering before stopping abruptly)
"So it seems I have kicked the bucket, am pushing up the daisies, bought the farmhouse and whatnot. I truly hope that I went out with a bang, I mean that I went out fighting and not died because I slipped in the shower." (Harry looked at his companions and saw the same forlorn look on their face, which he knew that had to be mirrored on his own) "Now for the loot that I have to give away, I leave my godson Harry with 50 of my gold, and 25 to both Remus and Nympadora. Furthermore I leave Harry with my penthouses in London, New York, San Francisco, an estate in Australia and finally a beach house in France. To Remus Lupin I leave Grimmauld place and the shack in the forbidden forest and finally I leave To Nympadora the Title of lord Black. That is until Harry is 17 years of age. When my blood adopted godson will be legally claim the title of lord of Black. Furthermore at Harry's 17th birthday he will also gain control of the Black Family Vault and the Black Trust Vault. I have a few final gifts or rather a letter to each of you. Snatchlock should have them for you."
"Here you are mister Potter, Mister Lupin and Miss Tonks."
"Thank you." With that Harry opened the letter and began reading it.
Dear Harry,
If your reading this it means that I have passed away. Now there is one thing that you shouldn't do and that is blaming yourself, knowing you (and I do), you will probably be blaming yourself, so I want to tell you DON'T BLAME YOURSELF. Furthermore you should know that if I died protecting you then I died a happy man, because there is no better way to die than die for people you love, and now I'm probably up with your parents stirring up mischief in heaven.
Enough of this dreary talk, Harry you should know that I loved you dearly and that your parents loved you as much as I did if not more. Harry I want you to start living your life, don't let others rule it but create your own destiny. Date lots of girls, drink have fun and in the end marry and have lots and lots of kids.
Your Godfather,
Sirius Orion "Padfoot" Black
P.S. check the Black Family Vault and look for a book called speaking to the Dead: It is possible.
After reading the letter Harry broke down completely, tears streaming down his face as his emotions wreaked havoc within his mind. His magic flared up, swirling in a visible aura around him destroying al blocks on his magic in its fierceness leaving Harry with more power than before, and as all this happened to Harry al around him things were breaking cracks were forming in the very walls of Gringrotts leaving an astonished goblin staring at Harry as of the boy was the Creator himself.
Eventually Remus and Tonks managed to calm Harry down and his aura vanished, no longer visible. However the raw magic they had felt radiating was still there just under the surface. Seconds later Harry asked Remus to take him back to the Dursley residence through side-along apparition so Harry didn't have to see Dumbledore in the foyer of the magical bank.
Remus smiled and complied taking Harry back to the Dursley home. However Harry never read the P.S. of the letter.
"Well cub this is where we part, I hope to see you at Grimmauld-place soon, Remus said."
Harry smiled and said: "I don't think I will be there this summer Remus nor do I think that I am going to spend a lot of time here."
"Goodnight and take care, Harry."
"You two Remus, you two."
And with that Harry entered number four Privet Drive and went up to his bedroom.
Later that night Harry was once again awoken by his nightmares and he started contemplating his life up until the previous day. He remembered things about his pre-Hogwarts life that he had nearly forgotten. Such as some of his more brilliant accidental magic's, like the time he apparated to the school roof because of the bullies chasing him. Or when he changed the colour of his teachers wig.
Up to the more serious details of his live, how Dumbledore had manipulated him through Hagrid and Ron, how the half-giant and the red haired boy had told him about the fact that Gryffindor was where al the good wizards and witches went and came from and that Slytherin was the worst Hogwarts house and that it only produced evil witches and wizards. Of course meeting Malfoy in the robe shop of Madam Malkins had something to do with it as well but that was beside the fact that old Dumble's had played him like a fool and he believed every little bit of it.
Or how Dumble's kept feeding him half-truths and never told him about his parents except what wonderful people they had become not how the were when they had attended Hogwarts, even now he knew absolutely nothing about his parents. Harry was slowly becoming angry at Dumbledore's blatant secret keeping, never did the man actually tell him anything except after Harry found out most of it and he only had to fill a couple of empty holes.
Take his first year for example how could three first-year students beat a test that was defending a supposedly well-guarded item that granted near immortality.
Or his second year, surly Dumble's could detect evil aura's around people if not directly then indirectly through the castle. Yes, Harry mused, Dumblefuck decided that this would be the correct time to test Harry's skills and to see how his so called weapon was doing. No Harry was certain that Dumbledore did this to test him, if he hadn't then Ginny would have been spared a lot of grieve.
What about his third year, when he was told that Sirius was an insane murderer and he found out that Sirius wasn't and Dumbledore believed him the second he Harry told him that Sirius was innocent.
Then there was his fourth year where his supposed friend showed him his un-loyalty and backstabbed him because of his jealousy. Surly if Dumble's could see through invisibility cloaks then he could see through a poly-juice potion. Once again Dumble's used an event at Hogwarts to test him in his magical prowess as well as how good he could think on his feet. Nor did anybody think it wise to point out that the Tri-Wizard-Cup was made for three people and thus only the first three names out of the cup would have to compete in the competition through the magical contract the signed the moment the put there name in the cup. Then at the end there was that strange gleam in Dumbledore's eyes after he told him about old Voldy's return.
And finally his fifth year where he was portrayed an attention-seeking-crackpot, yet Dumble's for all that he was worth with all his titles could not close the paper? No the thing was to make sure that Dumble's was the only one in the proverbial same boat. Yet the man ignored him afraid of being possessed by Voldemort through him. Al the abuse he suffered at the hands of the so-called defence teacher, it was completely unnecessary Dumbledore could have put a stop to it but no he let is continue thinking that he would be able to control Harry more if the boy was weakened. And at the end of that disastrous year he lost his godfather and Dumbledore had the gall to drop the prophecy on his shoulders. No doubt Dumbledore did this to gain more control over him in his emotionally confused state. Well DUMBLEFUCK had another thing coming Harry thought.
And it was this train of though that would slowly turn Harry into the fourth faction of this war. Fourth, as there was The Dark lord's faction, the ministry's faction and Dumble's faction. However soon Harry would rise and he would create the fourth power and with this faction he would turn the entire wizarding world on its axis. But it would take time, the forth faction would not announce it's presence until it was strong enough.
But for now he Harry had to plan. He would have to learn Occlumency to keep his plans a secret from that meddlesome old fool. He would need to train himself as well after all he couldn't afford to have Death Eaters being revived because he kept using stunning magic. No, at this moment he needed to plan his journey to the magical hub of Britain to both sides of the magical hub, yes both the dark and the light, Harry thought with a sinister smile on his face.
Things to buy:
Books on light magic (post Hogwarts)
Books on dark magic (post Hogwarts)
Books on mind magic (post Hogwarts)
Books on standard school magic
Robes for casual, school and battle situations
New trunk (like Moody's)
New wand or another focus to battle Voldemort with
Potion ingredients and some cauldrons
Item to gain more time
Finding a way to do magic outside of school
Muggle clothing for easy movement (it was disgusting that he was still wearing those elephant rags)
Well that was quite a list, Harry thought. Harry looked through his window and saw that is early in the morning, well Harry thought; there's no time like the present, to go buy my stuff. With that Harry grabbed some ponds from a cupboard and he also grabbed his wand and donned his invisibility cloak.