A/N : Hope you enjoy my new story, it's loosely based on old one of mine called The Manipulated Royal Heir

Harry was mad, no, he was furious, so furious that he decided to take his anger out on the Dursleys, vent at them, for every nasty thing that they had ever done to him. He didn't hold back. He should have known that they wouldn't either.

Vernon decided to punch him repeatedly, whipping him with a belt, Petunia decided to burn him with scolding hot water, all the while Dudley, was sitting in the corner laughing and taunting at him. This is how Harry came to be in his current condition, laying broken in his old cupboard under the stairs where he once resided. He was bleeding, from more places than he knew names of. He was dying, it was time…

In his last few hours, Harry decided to contemplate on his life, he realized just how much he had manipulated by Albus Dumbledore and his Order alongside his so-called 'friends'. No, he was happy to die, because he would not have to be a pawn in anyone's game, any longer.

Fortunately, or Unfortunately for him, depends on the way you look at it, there was a deity looking out for Harry that night, someone who has been watching him all his life, the spirit of his mother. Lily could not interfere in the life of the living often, but when she did, she made it count. She tore down the wards, around 4 Privet Drive, only for a few minutes, so that no one would ever know, so that a letter, one single letter from Gringotts could get through to Harry.

This letter was slid underneath his door by some creature, most likely an owl, he reached for it, slowly opened it and read it to himself

"Dear Mr. Potter,

We have been trying to get in touch with you for some time, we received the word, that the wards at your residence had come down, briefly, allowing us to send you this letter. We need you to come to Gringotts to claim your inheritance. This letter will act as a portkey, it will take you directly to us, in 5 minutes precisely. I will meet you there

Regards

Griphook

Potter Account Manager"

He read this letter multiple times and thanked whichever god was looking out for him that evening, as he drifted into unconsciousness, the letter transported him over to Gringotts, where Griphook was waiting for him.

As he arrived, naked and broken, bleeding out onto Gringotts white marble floors, Griphook was shocked, to say the least and immediately called for the medical wing to come and take of him.

One week later

Harry was thankfully awake now and fully recovered, better than he had ever felt before, he had been given nutrient potions, stimulants which allowed his body to grow. Yes, he was doing good. He had an appointment today with Griphook, his accounts manager, to go over the results of his inheritance test that was conducted while he was unconscious.

"Greetings Mr. Potter, I hope you're ready for some interesting news," said Griphook smiling

"Greetings Griphook, I've been waiting for this, this is the part you tell me I'm rich and famous right," Harry said in Jest, but Griphook wasn't Jesting

"In fact, yes Mr. Potter, I can reveal the results of your inheritance test. You have now inherited the Lordship of Potter, the Lordship of Black, through your late Godfather Sirius and the Kingdom of Magical and Mundane Britain through the Pendragon line. Yes, that is right, you are now the rightful King of England, Wales, Scotland, Ireland & France, this was the old Kingdom, way back when." Griphook said, bowing ever so slightly

"Griphook, surely not, I can't be the King, there is already a Queen" Harry Asked

"A placeholder monarchy, until the one true monarch returns from the Pendragon line. Your Majesty, let me be the first to congratulate you on your ascension. I have dispatched a letter the Queen Elizabeth the 2nd to arrange a meeting between you two, to have power formally changed over. Now you must put on the Potter & Black rings, alongside the Pendragon crown. These will stay on your person permanently until you die." Griphook announced with a full-on kneel instead of a bow now.

"Alright, well this is better than death I suppose, I Harry James Potter, hereby claim the Lordships of Black & Potter alongside the throne of the Kingdom of England, Wales, Scotland, Ireland and France through the Pendragon line. So, mote it be" Harry's voice projected through the halls of Gringotts, out into the alley and across the whole of the kingdom. Across the realm, people were kneeling by magical compulsion and saying

"Long Live the King, Long May He Rein, He Has Returned"

Once Harry had inherited all his property, he decided that he needed to get away for a little bit, to be by himself, or at least with nature, before his meeting with the Queen, before he became someone that couldn't go anywhere alone before all hell broke loose.

He decided to go camping, he found a nice little campsite in a place called Tyn Y Coed in Wales. This place was nestled in Snowdonia. A quiet place, not much connection to the outside life. He could just relax.

He went hiking up the mountains, taking in the sites, he went canoeing in the lakes and he also went to a beautiful meadow, full of flowers and trees. What he did not expect to find in that meadow was Professor Sprout. Throughout his time at Hogwarts so far, he has not had many dealings with Pomona Sprout, only through Herbology. She seemed nice enough, and she was not in the Order. Therefore, on a spur of the moment decision, Harry decided to go say Hi.

"Professor Sprout, is that you?" Harry asked cautiously

Pomona turned around fairly quickly, taking out her wand, but relaxed almost instantly and replied "Hello Harry, isn't this a surprise, how is your summer going?

"In all honesty not well, I have been left with my abusive relatives again, and now I've just come out here to get some peace and quiet after I discovered my inheritance at Gringotts. I just need to escape the world" Harry replied honestly

"I'm sorry to hear that, but this is a beautiful place, I come here on holiday every year. I like being in nature, it's my calling. Just over the hills over is a Dragon Preserve. It's a lovely little place, magic plants and animals and some of the most amazing dragons you'll ever see. They just got a new Hungarian Horntail in, it's still a babe so they can look after it for now. Would you like me to take you, Harry?" Pomona enthused

"I would love that Professor, thank you"

And so the two of them apparated away to the Dragon preserve, in the middle of Snowdonia, a place where people wouldn't think to look. They got to see all different types of dragons and animals, it was truly a special sight. What shocked Harry the most though, was discovering a race of creatures that he did not know existed. You see, this dragon preserve was looked after by Dwarves.

Dwarves are a warrior race like goblins in nature, they love to craft, and Dwarven weapons were apparently just as high quality as Goblin made weapons. When they arrived, the Dwarves immediately knew that he was the new king. You see the magical creatures, were made aware of the new king by the goblin race. Since everyone knows who Harry Potter is, they all knew what to look out for.

They showered both Harry and Pomona with gifts from the Dwarven race, including a full metal bodysuit for him to wear to his meeting with the Queen, with the Royal Crest of Pendragon embalmed on. They wanted to supply everything they could, to get into the good graces with the new king.

The new king while incredibly grateful, was awestruck at the lengths people were willing to go for him and Pomona Sprout was perplexed at what was going on.

In the end, the Dwarves offered them both a hut to stay in until they had to leave. They both graciously accepted.

A/N : We will see in the next chapter, the meeting with QE2nd.