By: Ubetiburn
Disclaimer: I am a male. Therefore, the only things that I own pertaining to this work of FANFICTION. Anything that you reconise as someone else probally is.
NOTE: I was not a big fan of the last two stories. I think that all though they were good they were more of a let down for what she was building. Since in HBP Harry was still 'unintelligent' and had no backbone I did not see a way that she could redeam the series. DH? Now that was a waste of money. I have see stories here (on that I thought were better then hers! So I will not be following those stories. There will be some bashing, swearing and mentions of sex. This is not slash, Sorry! But please read it anyways. Due to the graphic or discriptive words I may or may not use, the age on this is...if they have not seen someone of the other gender naked or experimented in an adult way, then they should not read this. This will not be a Harry/Ginny but rather Harry and many.
I really need someone to correct my grammer, spacing and layout. If they can help improve the story some great. All thoughts and ideas are welcome.
This is AU so if you want to flame me, leave an email address.
Now that that is over with on to the story!
Prologue:
Harry Potter, the famous boy wizard. Th-Boy-Who-Lived. The Golden Boy. All these names were in reference to the bespectacled young man that had recently learned the Prophecy from Albus Dumbledore. It was this same dark haired youth that thrashed the Headmasters office. Harry had stood an unexpectedly walked out of the office, overwhelmed by his grief and anger.
Everything that Harry had believed of Dumbledore did not prepare him for the feelings of hatred and betrayal that was coursing through his veins. His parents were dead, his Godfather was dead, Harry was a prisoner at the Dursley's, the abuse and hatred that was directed towards him from them was almost unforgivable. It all boiled down to one thing. It was all of Albus Dumbledore's fault.
Harry was slowly and quietly walking towards the infermery to see his two best friends and the others that were hurt at the Department of Ministries fiascco. When Harry entered the ward to see his friends, his two best friends were having a muted but heated discussion. Upon seeing him the two of them stopped arguing and looked at Harry expectantly, if not a little coldly by Ron. On the other side of the isle were his two other friends, although not his best, Neville and Luna. They spoke quietly for a little while until Madam Phomprey hushed them out.
Fast forward to the train ride from Hogwarts.
The train had just pulled into the station and the students were flocking off of it. As Harry got up to leave the train after gathering his belongings, there was a slight bush of something against his robes and body. All Harry heard was, "Read that when you get home." He turned in time from his thoughts to see a slow moving heavy set boy turn and walk off in the other direction. Harry put his hand into the pocket and felt an envelope or something made out of parchment. When Harry finally got off the platform and into Kings Cross Station he was appalled by what he saw. There were his friends and 'watchers' screaming at his Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia. He could not contain his anger they had not right. Sure he did not agree with the way he was treated by his relatives but there was a time and a place for everything.
Chapter One: Becoming family
The drive to Privet drive from Kings Cross seemed to take forever. Vernon was driving at 10 under the speed limit and his face was more purple then Barney the Dinnosaur. Harry wondered briefly if high blood pressure and choleterol ran on his uncle's side of the family. Petunia kept glancing into the mirror in the visor above her head with the pretense of checking her hair and make up, but it was obvious to Harry that she was looking at him. Harry ciould plainly see confussion in her eyes along with some other emotions that he did not reconize. Upon pulling onto the driveway, his uncle had parked the car, got out of it, and slamed the door heading to the house.
"You and I will have to have a talk in the morning when Vernon goes to work. For now please stay out of his sight. Dinner will be ready in a couple of hours. Stay in your room and I will bring it to you.", was all he heard from his aunt as she made her way into the house.
Harry grabed a hold of his trunk and began the laborious job of getting up to his bedroom with the least amount of noise. He was halfway up the stairs when someone tapped him on the shoulder. Turning around Harry came face to face with his cousin Dudley. Dudley had lost a few inches around the waist surprisingly, but his face was sunk-in and his complexion was pale.
"Umm...If you climb over the trunk, I will get this end and help you get that in your room. That is if you would like the help?", Dudley nervously asked.
Harry could not believe his ears. Harry looked into his cousins eye's to see if he was under the impervious spell. As far as he could tell his cousin was Dudley, and that was who was standing there but the person wasn't. Harry scrambled to the other side of the trunk. If his cousin was serious he would accept it.
Together they worked to get the trunk into Harry's room. Once there and the trunk into it's designated spot, Dudley turned to Harry and said, "Harry, I know that I was never nice to you and we were never friends or even friendly. I am sorry."
Dudley took a deep breath and settled his significant weight upon the old bed that had more broken springs then good ones. The bed swayed alarmingly and graned under the pressure that was upon it. "I could have dies that day and the only person that could save me was the one person I hated because of things that I did not understand. You could have let that thing kill me and no one would have known, but you stood up for me and protected me. Even after all the shite that I put you through. Thank you."
With those words said Dudley turned on his heel and left the room. Harry sighed and started to wonder what had gotten into his cousin. Why the change? Why now? Was it for real? While he was pondering these thoughts he took his books from the trunk and put then on the rickety old desk. He found his Cloak of Invisibility and hung it on the back of the door. The last thing he did was place the rest of his 'valuables' in their hollowed out space under the floorboards. When he was done setting his rook to rights, he opened the cage door so that his familiar Hedwig could leave it if she desired.
Harry turned the over head light off, opened the blinds that were covering the window that was above the desk, raised the window and sat on the bed and started to read a book that he had found in his trunk. He did not recognize the book and the writing was curvy and wiggly. He was sure that it was not his. As soon as he saw it he wondered where it came from, and that is when he heard a Phoenix song. It was a different song then the ones he usually heard from Fawkes but at the same time it didn't sound like the phoenix that he had the pleasure of meeting a few times. As this thought fluttered through his mind there was a small flash of fire and then a 'puff' of smoke and a Green feather with Silver tips and black flames coming from it settled upon the book. The flames were flickering, but not harming the book. Suddenly an Envelope of real old parchment appeared.
There was a knock at the door. Harry got up quickly and made his way to the door. Opening it, he saw his Aunt Petunia framed in the doorway.
"Harry, here is your dinner. You would do well to eat it all and to go take a shower when you are finished eating. Your Uncle leaves at around 8:00 in the morning. Dudley will eat breakfast and then knock on your door so that you can come down. We will talk after you eat. Please stay in your room for the rest of the night." With her bit said she turned and walked down the stairs into the sitting room.
In the time it took for her to hand him a dish of food and say what she had there were five owls with letters awaiting his attention.
Hedwig gave a huff and jumped from her cage and hoped onto Harry's shoulder. From there she knocked him in the head with her wing as if to say "Remember I am the only owl for you, buster!", and took off out the window.
Harry removed all the letters and offered wach of the owls some water and a treat. When there took a drink and were on their way, Harry glanced down at the envelopes. One was from Ginny, One was from the bookworm, one was from Neville (that he remembered) marked 'READ A.S.A.P.' and two were from Gringott's, one from Gringott's Bank of England and the second was from Gringott's America. Suddenly there was a flash and there was Fawkes with a letter for him from the head master. Harry was intrigued by Neville and put the letters in the order he would read them. Neville, Hermione. Gringott's England, Gringott's America, Ginny's and finally the Headmasters.
Harry,
Please do not get mad at me saying this to you, but I thought that you should be warned. When we were in the hopital recovering from our wounds, I overheard Ron, Hermione, and Ginny talking. They are not what they seem. They are trying to trick you. Ron and Ginny were talking about how to get you to marry Ginny so that the family wouldn't be poor and they would get the respect that should have. Ron called you a nasty name and said that Ginny shouldn't have to a looser like you to get them what they deserved. They planed on giving you a potion over the summer that they were getting Hermione to brew. I looked up the potion when I got home. Once it gets into your system you have three hours to neutralize it. Here is the recipe. Unfortunately it takes more then three hours to make.
I've talked to my Gram, and she was mad at me. She said that Uif I was a real friend I would have told you first chance I had. Sorry Harry.
Signed,
Neville Longbottom
The thing that got Harry was the fact that it was signed in blood and he could feel the magic and knew that Neville spoke the truth. Harry was at a loss as to what he should do or how he should feel.
Harry threw out the letters that were from the traitors, until he could deal with reading them and continued on to the remaining missives. He opened the one from Gringott's England next.
Mr. Potter
The life orb of one Sirius O. Black has activated. The viewing of this orb will be on August 1st at 10:00 A.m.
As you are the main benefactor in this viewing it is of the upmost importance that you are there. If you fail to show all will be forfitted to one Malfoy, Narcissa. There will be no "Representatives" allowed. You must show or it will be forfeited.
Tap you wand and this parchment will act as a portkey. You can activate it at any time with the activation word, "Golden Knowledge". You must be accompanied by your guardian, someone of legal age in your family, or you Magical Guardian/
Signed,
Goblin Redrum Nilbog
Harry couldn't believe his Godfather was gone. Next he read the letter from Goblin Nation America.
When he broke the seal on the letter he felt a tingle of magic encompass him and slowly ebb towards the floor, walls, ceiling, and doors. The window seemed to shimmer for a second. The letter expanded in to a box. Harry opened the box to find a bunch of wrapped items and a few pages of parchment.
To: Harry Potter From: Gringott's America Copied to:Magical Government, Mundane Government Office America.
Mr. Potter,
We have not had reply from you from our last three letter to you.
We are writing to let you know that if you do not claim your inheritance within the next week you will loose all rights, not only to your Gringott's Portfolio, but you will also loose all rights as a citizen of the United States. The inheritance is in regards to the family of Pele, from Ka'u District of Big Island , Hawaii, Hawaii. Just so you are aware this is our last attempt to make contact with you and this offer of citizenship will expire in 7 business days. The inheritance will be sealed until another heir is born. You were the first heir in the last 800 years.
Professionally Yours,
Gringott's America Goblin Kala
The final letter that he opened was the esteemed manipulators.
Dear Boy,
I have received word from Gringott's that Sirius O. Black's will be read first thing in the morning. Since there will not be enough time to make arrangements for you to get there they said that I would be allowed to represent you due to your grieving. They also sent me a list of what you have inherited. Sirus left the HQ to the Order, along with most most of his money, he also left 10,000 Galleons to you. I gave 1.000 Galleons to each of the Weasley children that accompanied you. I also did the same for Ms. Granger. I am sure that he would have wanted it that way.
You are not to be away from your house or yard unless you are in the company of a blood relative. The results would be desastorous. And we do not want any more needless deaths on your concience. Do we?
Albus Dumbledore Chief Warlock of the Wizengamot, Chairman of the International Confederation of Wizards, Order of Merlin, First Class.
A/N: I know that I did not get that far but it is a start.
A/N2:Pele is a Hawaiian word. Many Hawaiian people from the Ka'u District of Big Island consider Pele, the volcano goddess, to be an ancestor - and hence aumakua. If Pele is your aumakua, you can ask her for favors and protection. Elsewhere in Hawaii, Pele is respected as an akua - a sometimes-dangerous god. From the web site: www(DOT)soulwork(DOT)net/hunaarticles/aumakua(DOT)htm It was very informative.
A/N: Let me know if anyone thinks that this might be worth continuing.