CREATING CHAOS

Harry Potter Fanfic:

Disclaimer

I do not own any part of the Harry Potter franchise. The following story is to simply entertain and/or amuse those who should happen upon it. Any similarities to other fanfics are circumstantial or part(s) of a story so well written they stuck in my mind, and towards that end I must give the storyteller my compliments and any apologies believed needed.


CREATING CHAOS

CHAPTER 1

When anyone living on Privet Drive, of Little Whinging, in Surrey England saw, five year old, Harry Potter, they saw a regular, dark haired little boy, who was always polite and courteous to the neighbors. He was often thought to be older than his age, because of his comprehension when speaking with adults. He was well liked by the other children whenever they played at the local playground and was known to be a sort of peacemaker. They only thing anyone might remark upon was that he always seemed distant when directly speaking with his aunt and uncle.

Harry knows he is different, he didn't always understand why, but recently he happened upon some boxes in the Dursley's attic marked Lily Evan's school books. When Harry was four, his aunt taught both him and his cousin to read, write and basic addition. Harry picked up on these things quickly and was soon helping his cousin to learn. He has always enjoyed reading and liked finding new books, so he opened the boxes. While he was halfway through the first book his aunt found him.

She seemed to barely glanced at him and simply remarked, "Those were your mother's, you may have them, but they are only to be read up here and you must promise not to speak of them to anyone."

"Thank you, Mrs. Dursley and I promise." was Harry's reply.

Petunia started to leave, the turned and said, "If you have any questions you may address them to me when your Uncle is at work and your cousin is at play."

"Yes Mrs. Dursley," Harry answered and Petunia went on her way.

Now one might find this exchange strange. But in fact, it was quite normal for this household. When Harry was just over a year old his parents died and he was sent to live with his aunt and uncle. For the next two years he was a quiet child, that almost never spoke, he never made a fuss about anything. He never fought with his cousin, in fact always seemed to have a calming effect on Dudley. Petunia attributed his quiet nature to having witnessed his parents death. On Dudley's third birthday, when the party guest were leaving, the children were asked by their parents to thank Mr & Mrs. Dursley for the party. Harry seeing this, gave a nod of his head, and from then on, addressed his aunt and uncle just so. The Dursleys never commented on this, thinking it was a phase he would go through as child often tend to do. They were merely glad that he was now speaking.

The more Harry read of the books the more he thought back on an incident that happened a year before. One day as Harry was returning home from the park, some older boys called out to him. Harry recognized these boys as the local bullies that often took delight in roughing up smaller children. Harry ignored their calls and quickened his pace, but he could hear from the footsteps echoing behind him that the boys were giving chase. Harry quickly ducked into a bush at the edge of the sidewalk, made himself as small as possible, then kept repeating to himself, "Don't let them see me, Don't let them see me." For some reason, that Harry didn't understand then, the boys couldn't see him. Not even when they were standing right in front of him, instead they seemed to be looking right through him. After a few minutes they gave up and went away. Harry never mentioned this mystery to Mrs. Dursley, because he knew it would sound weird, and the Dursleys didn't like weird.

By now it was nearing dinner time, Harry knew Mr. Dursley would be home soon, if he wasn't already. Harry put the books back, and made a mental note to speak to Mrs. Dursley the next day.

The next morning after Mr. Dursley left for work, and Dudley was deeply immersed in a television program, Harry approached Mrs. Dursley. He told her about the incident that happened a year ago, and of some of the things he read. Petunia told Harry, he was a wizard then she explained about Accidental Magic and some of things she knew Lily had done as a child. She told Harry all she knew about Lily's first magical friend. Petunia explained all she knew about the magic world and how it was supposed to be secret from anyone that wasn't part of it. Petunia told Harry about Lily marrying a fancy Lord, and of how some of the people at the wedding treated her and Vernon simply because they were not magical. Petunia stated that she hated the magical world because as far as she was concerned Magic stole her sister. The relationship between the two of them was never the same after Lily found out about Magic.

During the conversation, the one part that kept coming back to Harry was Mrs. Dursley stated that his mother was married to a fancy Lord. He asked her to explain what she meant. Petunia explained all she could.

"If my father was a rich lord, where is all his money? Are you and Mr. Dursley receiving a regular stipend for my care and expenses?" Harry asked.

"Your Uncle and I have never received any money for your care, nor have we asked for any," his aunt answered. "As for the money, if there is any, it would probably be in the Magic bank, located in the area where Lily bought her school things."

Harry replied, "I need to think about this, and read some more of those books. Thank you for explaining things and answering my questions, Mrs. Dursley."

Petunia only reply was nod, and the two went about their usual routine.


A year passed, Harry and Dudley attended their first school year at Little Whinging Primary school, both made a number of friends. Their teachers were quite impressed with how much they already knew, both boys were advanced ahead, into the first grade after the only a few weeks. Petunia and Vernon were very pleased. Through the year Harry spent many afternoons and early evenings in the attic reading his mother's books. He now knew quite a bit about Diagon Alley. His mother had written a lot about her first visit. The things she saw and what was told to her by a Professor McGonnagall, the witch that was tasked with explaining things to various Muggle-born children new to the Magic world.

Now that it was summer, Harry decided it was time to visit Diagon Alley and more importantly Gringotts. The next morning he approached Petunia with his decision, she agreed somewhat reluctantly. Petunia arranged for Dudley to spend the day with a friend and she and Harry were soon on their way. Harry didn't know why, but just before leaving the house he had a strong urge to put on a hat. He went with the urge and put on his ball cap. When they arrived at Charing Cross Road, Petunia parked her car and explained to Harry that the entrance was close by, but she had never been able to see it. Harry told her it was alright, because he could see the inn called Leaky Cauldron, and that it was exactly as his mother described. Harry took his Aunt's hand and suddenly she was able to see it for the first time. Harry told her to simply keep one hand on his shoulder until they were through and then she should be all right.

They made their way through to the Alley by simply waiting until someone else was going through, and following on their heels. Once in Diagon Alley they headed straight to Gringotts with Harry leading the way. Upon entering, Harry took his Aunt to the counter, whispering to her that she had nothing to fear, and that she should try to appear indifferent. At the counter Harry asked if he could speak with the Potter Account Manager, after verifying his identity with a few drops of blood he was shown to the office of Account Manager Ripjaw.

After introducing himself and Petunia, Harry got right to business, he asked about the status of account, who had access, and what Harry himself was allowed. Ripjaw explained that Harry was Heir to one of the oldest Wizarding families and what that meant. He went on to explain that if Harry's Aunt signed consent forms, Harry could gain full access to the Potter Vaults. And if Harry took the Heir Ring, he would be the only one with access. Petunia signed the necessary forms. Ripjaw explained the Vault and Estate holdings in further detail, and gave Harry a folder full of papers to go through at his own leisure, and presented the Heir Ring. Harry placed the Ring on his finger, the Ring glowed for a moment as it magically sized to fit him and Harry felt a welcoming warmth surround him for a moment, almost like he had been hugged by a loving parent.

Harry asked, "How can I communicate with you, if we have more questions? I would rather not have owls arriving at our Muggle home."

Ripjaw pulled out two steel boxes, they were identical and about six inches long, two inches wide, and two inches deep, with a lot of engravings on the top of them. It was explained that any notes placed in one box, would appear in the opposite box.

Harry took a box, then asked "I would like you to arrange for a regular stipend to be paid to my Aunt's account retroactively, from the night of my parents death."

Petunia tried to object, so Harry explained. "When compared to all I have inherited, it is actually very little, and if you don't want it, you could set it up as a college fund for Dudley or in an emergency trust, should anything unfortunate happen."

"How would we explain things to Vernon? How it would be explained on our Tax Forms?" Petunia asked.

Harry asked Ripjaw, "Could you write a letter stating that the Potter Estate, having just recently being settled, the stipend was a bequeath from said Estate?"

Ripjaw said, "I can do that and I will arrange for it to arrive through Muggle post, with full legal format."

This settled things with Petunia.

It was now going on noon, so Harry made a withdrawal and announced that he was taking his aunt to lunch before they did some shopping. Because Ripjaw had also explained some of what the public reception might be, Harry asked that for the rest of the time they were in the Alley that she address him, by his cousin's name.

After a lunch, at Leaky Cauldron, the two headed to the shops. With Harry's love of books, his eyes kept drawing to the bookstore, but Harry was responsible enough to know that he should purchase a schoolbag or satchel first, so that he could carry his books. He saw a store that had an advertisement for leather schoolbags, stating they were spelled against damage, and were Charmed Feather-light, in the store front, and pointed it out to his Aunt. They went inside.

Harry asked the clerk about the advertisement, and was given directions to area where the bags were displayed. On the way there, Harry passed four matching trunks and for some reason was drawn back to them.

He looked them over, the clerk noticing his interest in the trunks, told him, "Those four trunks can only be sold as a set. They are Magically linked to each other. Over the years, I have tried selling them individually, but every time I did, the next day, the sold trunk, would appear back at the store with the others and I would have to refund the buyer. I have since decided that I would like to avoid that in the future."

Harry knew that whatever pulled him to the trunks, wouldn't let him leave without them, like the urge he got earlier to wear his ball cap. Harry used a story about his family going on a summer vacation, and said they could use all four. The clerk was very happy to finally find someone willing to purchase all four, so he rang them up and included two schoolbags for free. Harry's instincts made ask for a third. The clerk shrugged his shoulders and added one more, he was after all thankful that he had finally found someone who was willing to take all four of the linked trunks off his hands.

The clerk explained that the trunks could be shrunk by simply touching the top and think 'shrink' then 'unshrink'. Then without asking the clerk went ahead, shrunk all four to the size of a matchbox and put them in one of the schoolbags. Through this whole visit, the clerk had never questioned why a small boy was doing all the talking and paying for the purchase, in fact it was just the opposite, he acted as if it was an everyday occurrence.

Harry and Petunia were soon in the bookstore that first drew his attention. Once again Harry felt something pulling him, by now he knew better than to fight the urge. So he went in, looking around to see what was pulling him. He was drawn to a shelf advertising books for children. After further exploration Harry found a set of books with a boy on the cover that looked similar to him, except the boy was wearing glasses. The titles on the books proclaimed them to be 'The Adventures Of Harry Potter', he showed them to Petunia, they both skimmed through a couple of the books. Harry was becoming angry, he slammed the books shut, then took a set to the cashier.

The cashier joyously explained how the set of books were his best sellers, "I have rarely had a young witch or wizard in this store that doesn't ask for a copy of the latest Harry Potter Adventure."

Harry only reply was to ask if the clerk could direct him to the closest Wizarding Law Office. The clerked shrugged and while somewhat confused by the request, gave him directions.

At the Law Office, Harry ask for Legal Counsel who was familiar with both Muggle and Wizarding Laws toward Libel and Defamation of Character, Harry was directed to the office of Ted Tonks. After introductions, during which the Heir Ring was shown, Harry placed the Harry Potter books on Ted's desk, then proceeded to explain the situation. Harry ask Ted to stop the selling of the books, and asked him to have a disclaimer printed in all wizarding newspapers, announcing any future sales will be faced with lawsuits.

Harry wanted Ted to make certain it was a full page announcement, not something that could be hidden. Harry wanted announcements made on all Wizarding Radio channels. Ted warned Harry and Petunia that there would be backlash from the public, and advised Harry to get the Goblins to Ward his home, blocking all wizarding mail, and whatever else the Goblins believed necessary, because they were usually right where Wards were concerned. Harry thanked him and stated that any correspondence could be passed through the Potter Account Manager, or by telephoning the Dursley house directly.

Harry and Petunia went back to Gringotts, and were soon back in Ripjaw's office. Harry explained the situation, and asked Ripjaw what protection he advised. A team of Warders were arranged and would Ward the house that night while everyone was sleeping. No wizard (except Harry, and only because he would be in the house while the Wards were placed) or wizarding owl would be able to find the house, a few other protections would be added, such as Fire Prevention, Protection from Deterioration, and allowing Harry to practice Magic. Harry and Petunia had enough of the Magical world by now. Harry wanted only one more thing before going home. If he had Wards that allowed him to do magic, then he needed a wand.

Ripjaw suggested Harry check his Vault for any Ancestral wands that might match him. Considering his young age, it would be hard to purchase a decent wand. Leaving Petunia in the office with a calming cup of tea, Harry and Ripjaw went to the Potter Vault.

Harry found many Ancestral wands, but only two that he felt any connection with. Now that Harry was in the Potter Vault, there were a few other things calling out to him. A trunk with a strange Crest on the lid, full of books and scrolls and few other oddities, various other books and objects. Harry had Ripjaw shrink the trunk, then added it and the other things to his schoolbag. When his bag was full, he decided he left Petunia alone, long enough. They went back to the office and Harry and Petunia were soon on their way home.


~~ first chapter of ten ~~