Harry Potter looked at the broken and charred body of Lord Voldemort. He was finally dead. But it came at a price. Sirius, Remus, Tonks, Lavender, Dumbledore, Colin, plus dozens more. They were all dead because some bastard had daddy issues and was afraid of death. He looked down at the Elder wand which he held in his hand. Being in the mere presence of the wand made him feel the power it held so image what it felt like to hold, to wield, to master.

Making up his mind he pointed the wand at Voldemort's body and with a thought 'incendio' the stream of flames spewed out destroying what was left of the body.

As he exited the storeroom he heard shouts of joy and partying coming from the great hall. While he could not bring himself to break up the partying he was hesitant to join. He walked through the charred and damaged corridors of the castle taking in the contrast to the once dazzling castle. Gaping holes lined the sides and smoke could still be smelt as he walked towards the Headmasters office. The one place he knew he could be alone. But he stopped as he heard muttering.

"You were supposed to give him the love potion, Granger" the first voice said. It sounded extremely familiar and as he looked around the corner he thought 'no it…it can't be'. Standing there raving about love potions was Ginny. The girl he loved. "Well excuse me. The horcrux probably made him resistant to them not to mention the fact that I couldn't always just go up to him and tell him to down something he didn't know" Hermione said.

"Well you better get him hopped up on the potions. The plan is set. I've got tips from Zabini. After we marry I'll have control of the Potter accounts and then he can have an accident."

Harry had had enough and stepped out from his cover. "So that's it then," he practically yelled, "you were never into me just my money."

Hermione turned towards Harry and said "Harry, please. This isn't what it looks like."

"It looks like you're plotting to kill me, Granger."

At this point Ginny piped in. "That's exactly what is happening. Do you know what I felt trying to get your attention for five years only to have to use love potions in order to get you to notice me. Well no more. You waltz around in dirty clothes despite the fact that you are a member of one of the richest families in Europe while the rest of us struggle to get by."

It was at this point where Ginny fired a hex at Harry to try and get her point across. On reflex he put up a shield and thanks to the flick of his wrist the hex flew back at Ginny which when she was hit grabbed her leg it gave out.

Harry ran back through the castle to the main entrance. Running out onto the grounds he stopped when he had reached the lake. Sitting on the rocks he contemplated what had happened. Ginny had lied to him. Hermione had lied to him. Who else had lied to him? Ron, Neville, Dumbledore, McGonagall? Standing up he looked up at the sky. As the sun sat overhead he felt energized. More so than he had ever felt before.

Behind him someone cleared their throat and he jumped around ready to cast a spell if need be. It turned out to be Firenze the centaur. "Sorry, Firenze. I'm a bit jumpy as of late" Harry said apologizing. "That is understandable Mister Potter," Firenze said calmly, "I wish to return to you that which you dropped." He held out his hand and Harry could see that resting inside was the resurrection stone. Harry nodded his thanks and pocketed the stone. "Mars burns brightly in the night sky. Take great care mister Potter." With that he galloped back to the Forbidden Forest.

Several hours later Harry stood in front of the building of Gringotts. He dreaded what he was going to do next. Carefully and slowly he placed a foot on the first stair going up to the building and the moment he did so what appeared to be an army of goblins rushed out of the bank and surrounded him. Harry raised his arms in the universal gesture for being unarmed and quietly followed the goblins into the bank.

Inside he was led down a very lengthy hallway until he came to large gold doors, larger than the doors in the great hall. As they were pushed open he was pushed inside and taken to the very end of the gigantic hall. Sitting on a throne of what he perceived to be golden skulls sat the biggest goblin he had ever seen. Not so much in the muscle department but more in the girth department. "Harry Potter, I am King Gott the Eleventh, King of the goblin Nation. You have been brought before me to plead your case for breaking into and stealing an artifact from one of our most secure vaults. Now how do you plead?"

'Oh shit' Harry thought.

Harry looked up the massive goblin and said "guilty."

Many of the goblins starred at him in shock. Most of the time the wizards would say not guilty and then insult them repeatedly. The fact that this wizard was taking responsibility for his actions let King Gott know right away that this was not your average wizard. "Explain" Gott said calmly.

Harry sighed. "Last year Dumbledore identified the way that Voldemort was capable of returning from the dead. He used horcrux's. They're..."

"The darkest magic possible. Yes we are aware of what a horcrux is. Wait, are you saying that the item that you stole was a horcrux?"

"Yes. It was Helga Hufflepuff's cup. Voldemort gave it to Lestrange and she placed it in her vault. Anyway we figured that since Voldemort had men in Gringott's we would be unlikely to be able to just walk in and get the cup. We are sorry for the damage we caused but in the end it was the only way to get the cup and defeat Voldemort. Look take what you need from my vault to pay for the damages, it's the least that I can do."

Gott sat back in his throne which looked ready to collapse under the weight of the King. Seconds and the minutes passed by. "Very well I have heard your testimony and we will not proceed this further considering your actions while foolish did allow Gringott's to be returned to those who should have run it. We also will be removing the cost of the repairs from your trust vault. Your main vault will be untouched possibly."

Harry sat shocked at this news. "What do you mean main vault" he asked. If a goblin could look surprised then Gott looked surprised. "Do you mean to tell me that you have never heard of your main vault" Gott said. Harry nodded his head wondering a bit about what his main vault could be. While he was doing that Gott called over another goblin and whispered something in his ear. The goblin ran off as quick as its stubby legs could carry it. A minute later the big doors opened and the goblin that had ran out entered with another goblin. When the goblin got to the front of the room he bowed to Gott and then turned to Harry. "Mr. Potter, my name is Howlblade and I am the Potter Accounts Manager," Howlblade sadid, "now I have been informed that you were unaware of the existence of your main vault also known as the Potter Family Vault. Is that true?"

Harry nodded in agreement still unable to find his voice. Howlblade looked through his folder and said "in the wake of October 31, 1991 your guardianship shifted to one Sirius Orion Black under the pretense of being your godfather. However on November 6th, 1991 he found tried and convicted of playing a role in the death of your parents and as such you became a ward of the Ministry. At the same session your guardianship was given to Albus Dumbledore where it remained until May 30, 2007 when he died. Now despite the fact that you were not seventeen at the time a clause in Dumbledore's will gave you partial emancipation until your seventeenth birthday. Now he should have told you all about your family history when you reentered the magical world in 2001, but he did not apparently."

"It also appears that the Ministry violated the will of Albus Dumbledore by only revealing part of it when it is a required fact that the will must be executed in whole. In the will you were to get a box including all of the history, legal documents, and money associated with the Potter accounts as well as the items that were willed to you by former Headmaster Dumbledore."

A larger gray box was placed on the table next to him and slowly he opened it. Inside lay several items including 3 large tomes, a small sack and on top of them a note. Slowly he picked up the note and opened it:

Dear Harry,

If you are reading this then I am dead and Riddle is hopefully defeated. I would first like to apologize for withholding this from you, I believed that should you find out how much political power you held it would go to your head. Second I would like to apologize again for causing you even more pain. At the end of your fifth year I learned that Ginevra was planning to dose you with love potions and then kill you whether directly or indirectly. It is at this point that my desire to see the good in people won out and I ignored it hoping that she would not follow through with it. That was why I drew out the sessions to learn about Tom Riddle so that I could keep an eye on you. I am pleased to report that you showed little of the obvious controlling cues of a love potion. Now onto more laid back matters. These three tomes are my journals condensed into a larger and more collective format, please use them well. The pouch contains something interesting. It contains what I first thought to be a chunk of obsidian. However upon closer inspection I discovered that it was more onyx than obsidian. But that was not what drew my attention. For whatever reason the stone was completely immune to magic. I attempted to transfigure it, crack it, and crush it everything I could think of and the stone came out without any change what so ever. Now you might be asking why I would give it to you and the simple reason is this. When your mother was pregnant with you the mark on the stone also appeared on her back. I doubt this is coincidence. Use it wisely.

Sincerely,

Albus Dumbledore

Harry put the note back in the back and sat shocked. Dumbledore had known about Ginny and Hermione and had done nothing hoping that they would see the error of their ways. It diffidently sounded like Dumbledore. All the while he had been thinking of this he was looking at the pouch. Slowly he reached out and opened it. Tipping it upwards the back crystal inside fell into his hand.

It was like a rhombus in shape. Carved into it smoothly was a symbol. A "V" on top of an infinity sign with a small dash going through each circle of the infinity. It looked as though it had been broken off from another piece. The moment he held it in his hand he felt a wave of power wash over him.

"Mr. Potter? Mr. Potter? Mr. Potter," Howlblade practically yelled and snapped Harry out of his trance. "We still have many things to get through today." Harry nodded and slid the crystal into his pocket. "Now then, of August 1st, Voldemort and the Death Eaters took control of the Ministry of Magic. Several items in the Ministry of Magic's Department of Mysteries belonged to the Potter family and were rented for study. When the Ministry was overthrown the rental agreement between the Ministry and the Potter family was broken and as such we repossessed the items held within the Ministry along with the corresponding research. The items include several hundred tomes of magic, animal remains, and potions remains. One damaged time turner shelf, no surviving time turners. The last item repossessed was a large metal…actually it doesn't say what it is only that it is large and metal."

Harry sat having listened to what he was told. Normally he would have said that they could continue to research the stuff but now he felt differently. This was his birthright. These items were his to do with as he saw fit. He was still angry and Dumbledore over keeping this from him and for not telling him about Ginny and Hermione. But a part of him understood why Dumbledore hadn't told him anything, he didn't like it but he understood why.

"I'd like to see these items and make a withdrawal" Harry said and he followed Howlblade out of the chamber. The ride down to his vault took longer than he expected. Howlblade seemed to read his mind "we are not going to your trust vault. When you turned seventeen the money and any items stored in there were transferred to the main vault." Soon the cart stopped at a landing which looked just like the one that held the Lestrange vault. He thought it was different until he spotted the burn mark on the granite from where Bogrod had been burned alive by the dragon.

The Potter Family vault was enormous almost three times the size of the Lestrange vault and held money, jewels, and other items. Harry looked at all the gold and said "is there some easier way to carry this stuff around with me?" Howlblade walked over to a mahogany chest lying in the back of the vault. "While a bit unconventional you can use this chest to carry your money in. It has a bottomless extension charm on it. It also houses the books that we commandeered from the Ministry" he explained.

Harry opened the chest and found that virtually of the ten extensions, as much as it was allowed to hold, were full of books. 'Hermione would love this,' Harry thought but the thought of what Hermione did haunted him, 'but she won't touch any of them.' Howlblade pointed at another one against the wall. "This contains the animal remains and plant remains that we took from the Ministry." Like the one with the books it was nearly full. Harry looked between the chests and then to Howlblade "how do I convert some of this into pounds."

As Howlblade explained the process to Harry he looked around the vault and realized that the large metal whatever was nowhere in sight. When Harry enquired about this he was met with a grin full of sharp teeth. Howlblade stepped into the middle of the room which now that he realized it looked a bit like the symbol of the Deathly Hallows just in a varying pattern. Howlblade ran his finger along what should be the representation of the Elder Wand and stepped aside. The circle then split in two and retracted into the sides. Howlblade gestured forward as if saying "after you." Harry slowly climbed down the ladder that presented itself and when he reached the bottom was shocked.

The large metal whatever was diffidently large. It was a vivid green in color which matched his eyes perfectly. It looked like the black crystal in shape and sat perfectly level on the ground despite the fact that it was standing on a point. On the top of whatever it was there was a silver circle it a dot inside it towards one side. Walking around it he came to the back of the metal contraption and paused. There was a gap between the bottom panel and the top panel. Harry stepped back. He had peaked in the window when Dudley had watched Star Wars. It looked like the energy rocket that the Millennium Falcon had. And then it came to him. It was a ship.

…

A large metallic green space ship.

Harry walked down the stairs of Gringott's slowly the alley was empty and quiet except for the sound of cheers coming from the various pubs lining the alley. He carried the two heavy trunks, having placed whatever was in Dumbledore's trunk into one of his. Because the goblins did not like humans performing magic inside Gringott's he had to wait until he was outside the bank. He removed his wand and stuck the two trunks together. Normally he would not be able to shrink them because they had been charmed with extension charms. 'Wait, if I could mend my broken wand with the Elder wand then I could probably shrink them' he thought. Switching the phoenix wand for the Elder wand he waved the wand in the required motion and soon enough the trunks were a quarter their size, as much as he was willing to shrink them.

Suddenly he heard something behind him and he jumped around. But there was no one there. He heard the same thing from behind him and when he looked there was no one. 'Someone is there I know it. But how can I tell' he asked himself. Soon afterwards he felt his eyes water slightly and then his entire view turned black and white. The next thing he knew a skeleton, or at least the outline of a skeleton was standing ten feet away from him. The thing that shocked him most of all was that he could see the outline of a necklace that the skeleton wore, a bird. Turning around he saw the same thing except that the skeleton was now poised to cast a spell. Faster than he thought possible he placed up a shield just in time for a large blue ball to appear out of nowhere. At the same time as this happened another flash of blue light appeared. As if time was slowing down Harry was now able to see who had fired the spell.

Under a disillusionment charm the use of most magic causes the caster to flicker between visibility and invisibility. Harry was now moving quickly enough that he could see the caster flicker. It was Elphias Doge, the man who had written Dumbledore's obituary. It made sense. The bird necklace was a phoenix. Looking back at the other caster he could see Lee Jordan. Still moving unbelievable quick Harry stunned Doge and turned to Lee who was now completely visible. "Come on you traitor" Jordan said and Harry flicked his wand and disarmed him. "What are you talking about, Lee. I'm no traitor" Harry tried to reason with him.

"You attacked Ginny and Hermione for no reason and then stole Dumbledore's wand."

Harry stood shocked.

"I didn't attack them. I put up a shield to block Ginny's attack. Lee, she was into me for my money and reputation. She was going to have me killed."

"No, Ginny wouldn't do that. She loved you."

"I thought so too. I didn't steal the wand Voldemort did. I took it from him."

Lee stood opposite Harry and ran his hand down his face. Lee looked at Harry for a moment before reaching over and picking up his wand. Then slowly walked behid Harry to get Doge. Once he had him he apparated away. Picking up the small trunks he moved towards the Leaky Cauldron and exited Diagon Alley.

If only he knew how bad things would turn from here.