No matter how much I want to I do not own Harry Potter.

In a cupboard under the stairs, Harry Potter was reading a book after his fat uncle had thrown him in there for doing something "freakish" to his little Dudders, so he was going to be stuck in his cupboard until they got back. Vernon had announced last week that they would be going to visit his sister, but first they had to go into London in order to buy a cake for Marge's birthday. They were about to leave the house when it started to pour outside.

"Drat," Vernon mumbled."back in the house and grab your umbrellas."

Harry being right next to the door couldn't believe what he was hearing. All three Dursley's had just gone upstairs and left the front door wide open, leaving him easy access to the car which was still open when Vernon had put the luggage in. Harry quietly whispered to himself, " I better get in the car before they come back down.

Opening the cupboard , he quickly checked to make sure the coast was clear, and when seeing it was, he got out, closed the cupboard, and practically ran outside. When he got to the car, he saw a blanket laying on the floor of the car. " I am just lucky right now," he whispered. He got into the car and lay himself into as much of a comfortable position under the blanket as possible. Not a moment later the front door was closed and the Dursley's got into the car.

(Two hours later) The Dursley's had finally arrived in London and had gone to a department store and got a parking spot at the front. They quickly left the car, locking it, and went in. Harry waited about five minutes to make sure they really were gone. As soon as he was positive he unlocked the doors from the front seat so the alarm would't go off and quickly got out of the car. 'Well,' Harry thought,' at least now their car can get stolen ' Unbeknownst to him, it was stolen about ten minutes later.

Harry left the area quickly, and started to wonder the streets of London. He was drawn to an old, run down pub where people walked by it without a second glance, if there was even a first. He walked up towards the pub and read a sign above the door, The Leaky Cauldron. Looking around him he saw the streets were starting to clear, so he ducked into the pub. Only one word escaped his mouth from the sight in front of his eyes.

Everybody in the pub turned around to see the new guest. What they found was a young boy with raven black hair, emerald green eyes, and finally a scar in the shape of a lightning bolt. Several of the occupants fainted in awe. Lord Daniel Greengrass of the Ancient and Most Noble House of Greengrass saw many people trying to approach the young Harry so, he swept Harry aside and told him, "Come with me Mr. Potter, for now don't worry about how I know your name, just come with me and I will be able to explain as much as I can to you. I went to the same school as your father and let me tell you now that no matter what anybody tells you, your father was a great man."

Rather reluctantly, Harry was led by the man to an alley way in the back of the bar. The man who took him took out a stick and started to tap the wall in various locations, producing an archway where there was what looked like a shopping mall in an even more crammed space.

The man led Harry up the alley, for that's what it was, and took him to a large white building named Gringotts. " Now Mr. Potter," the man quickly said, " whatever you do I want you to say as little as possible until we meet the person we are looking for. Do you understand?"

Harry expecting the man to yell at him quickly nodded and walked up the steps. Once inside, Harry realized that he was inside of a bank. The man walked up to a teller and said," Young Harry Potter would like to perform a blood test." The teller in response only pushed a button calling an escort.

When the escorts arrived, Harry was shocked to see that they were goblins in full battle armor. They took him and the man down several passages until they reached a door labeled Director. A goblin knocked his spear on the door and the door opened forward. Inside the room there were an assortment of heads and weapons hanging along the wall.

"Director Ragnok," the man began," I apologize about the hour of my calling upon a meeting, but I found Harry Potter."

The goblin peered over his desk with shock. He pushed a button and a minute later a goblin appeared, carrying a rune covered bowl and a dagger." If you can take the dagger and make a small cut, then let three drops of blood fall into the bowl we may begin." said the goblin that Harry took to be Director Ragnock.

Slowly taking the blade he cut the padding on his index finger and dropped the required blood into the bowl. As soon as he did this a printer started to print on some parchment. " Well this is very interesting Mr. Potter." said the Director. He gave the papers to the man next to Harry and then finally let Harry himself see the contents.

Name: Harry James Potter

Age: Seven

Status: Minor

Heir to the:

Noble and Ancient House of Potter

Noble and Ancient House of Peverell

Noble and Ancient House of Black

Vault numbers: 2; 7; 76

Cash-on-hand (combined):

7,654 Galleons

2,321 Sickles

1,098 Knuts

Numerous twenty gallon barrels full of precious gems.

583,468 Book/Scroll Collections

" So you're telling me that Harry is the heir/lord of all those houses? asked the man.

"Yes, I am." replied the Director.

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