Right this is a new fic. I'm still doing broken wands but I just need a little break to plan my next step. There are a few logistics that I keep mixing up (tbph I want to write the whole next section before I start posting but the next section of it will be a whole year so y'know). So I did this. A fresh start which I find interesting and I have it so that we have a normalish hero with a bit of spending money that isn't extravagant and some unusual but not super powers.

Chapter 1

It was the start of the Christmas holidays at Grimmauld place and a fifth year Gryffindor student with sparkling emerald eyes entered the kitchen. The room was clean thanks to all the work that the Order of the phoenix had put into cleaning it. A man, whose face was no where near as serious as his name, sat at the table nursing a glass of fire whiskey. "Hiya Sirius" The young boy exclaimed at his Godfather.

"Hi Harry." Sirius' eyes sparkled with joy. "I've been meaning to talk to you." Harry tilted his head curiously much like his mother did when she was alive. "What about." a note of apprehension slipped into his tone as he thought of what Sirius might want to talk about, but all he could think of was Order business as Sirius had been locked in the house of his ancestors.

"Well, while I have been locked in this house I wanted to do something worthwhile and as the war is kicking up a notch I wanted to offer you training to become an animagus." Sirius said with a smile at his Godson who was already bouncing in his seat. "Yes please! But what about Ron and Hermione? Can they become them as well."

Sirius smile but shook his head. "When we were researching how to become Animagi we realised that during the founder's of Hogwarts time it was quite common to learn if you were taught transfiguration. But when a single school was made instead of apprenticeships it fell out of practice as you were taught a wide range of subjects as opposed to being apprenticed to a master of one and therefore you don't become a master unless you apprenticed after Hogwarts. This meant less Animagi. But we also realised that if you had a parent that was an animagus all you had to do was learn your form which is actually the shortest step." Sirius smiled and went into lecture mode. "You see, when you become an animagus the first step is to drink a potion and experience your form in a trancelike state, the potion is quite complex so it takes a while to brew. The next is to allow the animal a spot in your mind which is a sequence of three complex spells. After this you allow it to change your body which is a set of seven spells done seven times but each time you do a set of seven it's quite painful and you have to wait until your power is up to full and the pain is gone before you can do the next set. Then you can start trying to change parts of our body. As your Father already did the spells to allow his animal into his mind and body you can skip those bits and just drink the potion and start trying to change also you have the bonus that you can change the age of your animal; for example if you are a dog like other notably cool people you could turn into a puppy. But if you don't become an animagus your children will have to do the spells." Sirius finished with a contented beam.

"Okay, but can I teach the others to become an animagus? Afterwards." Harry asked as he didn't want to leave his friends out of it. Sirius' smile faltered. "Well Ron can become one but Hermione can't. You see when a muggle-born has magic it is just as powerful as ours but it's not as attached to the body so they don't get traits and they can't become Animagi but that doesn't really matter people with magical traits are rare only you and Dora have traits; as she is a metamorphmagus and you're a parcelmouth." Harry nodded.

"So how soon can we brew the potion." Harry said with a smile then winced. "I warn you I'm not the best at potions." Sirius smiled and jumped out of the chair to give his Godson a hug. "No problem I already made it and I have a few doses just encase any of the Weasleys want to become one."

"Awesome let's go now!" Sirius laughed at his Godson's impatience before leading him up the stairs towards his bedroom.

"Right, here you go." Sirius held out a faintly glowing blue concoction. Which Harry accepted . He quickly laid on the bed so that he didn't fall over when he went into a trance and drank to potion down in one quick gulp.

The potion immediately went into effect a as Harry's whole chest felt like it was tight and his head felt light, his vision blurred as he was soon in a different landscape.

The air was thick and hot against his fur as he leapt gracefully from tree to tree on the light pads of his feet. The thick jungle was a cacophony of noise as the cat descended to get a drink of water from a nearby stream.

It's pink tongue flicked out to lick up some water. The cat stopped and looked at it's reflection, a large black cat was shown, a black panther with it's tongue lolling out and it's emerald eyes sparkling.

Grey fog descended and another area was revealed.

A small underground cavern with potholes in the walls. Out of one of the potholes a small snake slipped towards the water of the underground river system. Stalactites dripped water onto the ground. The snake flicked it's tongue out looking for food. It could taste a predator. It gathered it's magic and turned itself invisible, it also welled venom in it's mouth to be safe. It slipped into the water knowing it could stay there under the surface safely for twenty minutes. The snake released it's invisibility once it was fully submerged knowing it's black scales and emerald eyes wouldn't be seen in the dark depths.

Harry blinked owlishly as he came to full consciousness. Sirius bounced at the foot of the bed excitedly. "So what did you see!" Harry blinked a few more times as his instincts receded. "I saw two things: a black panther and a small venomous water snake that could turn invisible." Sirius paused in shock and his face turned thoughtful.

"That shouldn't be possible as the animal reflects your soul and you should only have one form per soul. Can I check something?" Harry nodded and Sirius pulled his wand out of his arm holster and incanted anima revelio. a small orb of white light came out of Harry's chest, on the upper part of the soul a gold shield was shown trying to push away a smaller line of white. "Bugger!" Sirius exclaimed. "You're a Horcrux!"

"A what?" Harry asked confusedly as he looked at his godfather like he had gone insane. "A Horcrux is something even my relatives aren't insane enough to try. It's when you slice off a small part of your soul and place it in an object, making the object a Horcrux. Which acts as an anchor to this world so you can't die. It's really dark magic. You must be Voldemort's Horcrux made the day you reflected the killing curse."

"What does that mean though, for me?" Sirius paused and seemed to think "Well, it would explain the connection you have with him and it means you get two Animagi forms. Magical Animagi are meant to be impossible but with Lilly's magic making the shield I assume it saturated your connection to the soul in magic and therefore magical Animagi and magical mind connection thingy." Sirius concluded."It also means that you have to learn Occlumency though so you can block the connection."

Harry sighed, "I'm already trying as Dumbledore wanted me to but I can't do it." Sirius seemed to think again. "Well it's not lack of control as you can throw off the imperious curse so, I would say the connection is holding your mind open and stopping you from shielding. I can help while you become an Animagus as you have to meditate to get your shape. So instead of legilimency attacks being used, so you can sense your mind then shield it, like most people do, you will have to meditate to find your mind then shield it." Sirius said.

Harry nodded but looked confused. "how do you know all of this stuff?" Sirius smiled. "I was brought up in the Ancient and Noble House of Black. We start our magical education at eight by reading theory of dark magic books and Occlumency because they are considered essential to a paranoid family so we can defend ourselves when we get our wands and keep the family secrets."

"Anyway let's go down for dinner. Mrs Weasley will have a fit if you don't eat. But make sure you try to blank your mind and not think of anything at some point this afternoon as that is basically what meditation is." Harry smiled and nodded looking eager as he thought of the first step towards being an animagus. "I would do it when Ron's in bed but he snores to loudly." Harry said with a laugh. "Then use a silencing charm, the House of Black would never allow the ministry to tell them what to do so the wards are too strong for the ministry to detect magic." Sirius said with a wink, "But don't tell the other's as Mrs Weasley will have my head if you guys run about spraying magic." Harry laughed as they entered the kitchen.

The rest of the holidays were spent in a similar way with Harry learning the transformations in the morning with Sirius occasionally regaling Harry with tales of the marauders and hanging around with the Weasleys and Hermione in the after. When asked, by a persistent Hermione, what he a Sirius were up to he told them they were talking about his parents. Knowing full well what would happen when Hermione found out she couldn't become a animagus thanks to her being muggle born he decided it was best to just not mention it.

At first it took an hour for the full transformation each way but as he grew more in control of his mind he could make the transformation much faster and Occlumency came along nicely with some solid shields he slowly added to just before he went bed.

A week after Christmas, during which he received the usual sweets, Weasley jumper and defence books from Hermione, a trip to Diagon Alley was arranged to that they could top up on what they needed for school and browse; or in Harry's case get forced by his Godfather to get some decent clothes and contacts: ("you cant keep those beautiful eyes from the ladies forever Harry").

So it was an after lunch when a particularly happy Harry, who had completely mastered his panther form which could change ages although it still took him a full minute for the snake, flooed with the Weasleys, Hermione and bouncing Padfoot (Dog form) to the leaky cauldron. Harry quickly noticed a couple of other Order members that had disguised themselves were wandering around as well, his sense of smell could quickly identify those he had met a Grimmauld place thanks to the complete panther transformation side effects

The rag-tag bunch went into Gringotts where Harry planned to make a withdrawal. He wandered up to the Speaker. "Hello Sir, I would like to make a withdrawal." Harry said while handing over the key for authentication. The Goblin looked at the key briefly before leaning over the counter and looking closely at Harry and Padfoot (the rest had stayed at the doors). "The Manager has been wanting to see you, if you and your guardian have the time, we would like to talk to you about your accounts." Harry looked at Padfoot who nodded and wondered how the hell the Goblin knew about his Godfather as he followed him to a side office where a slightly more grisly looking Goblin sat at the desk.

"Hello Manager Griphook" Harry said as he recognised the Goblin from his first trip, he assumed he must have gotten a promotion. Griphook jumped as he was recognised but smirked and waved Harry into a seat. "Hello Mr Potter, nice of you to remember me, we just wanted to do a quick check-up. As you are fifteen, which is the Goblin age of majority, you now have access to the Potter Family vault. This vault has approximately 250,000 galleons in it which goes with the 50,000 galleons left in your trust vault. The trust vault started on 55,000 galleons which should have been significantly dented by now but it seems you are quite a lot smarter with your money than your father." The Goblin paused to smirk while Padfoot barked a laugh. "Anyway the family vault also has a few heirlooms such as a couple of old wedding and engagement rings, old wands and a few rare books on transfiguration, duelling tips and the potter grimoire. These I believe are usually passed on to the heir of the Potters at eleven but you could not enter the vault without Mr Black or Dumbledore present. Mr Black also used a blood adoption ritual when you were a baby, as is tradition for Godparents, so you are the heir of the Black family fortune which is admittedly a lot larger than your own. Now as Mr Black is your Godparent he will inherit your money should you die before him and should you both be dead Mr Dumbledore will inherit both fortunes through yourself as he is you Keeper, which is a temporary magical guardian while the other is… indisposed." Harry was nodding in understanding. "So, Mr Potter the option is now yours to whether you leave a will."

Harry paused in thought then nodded. "I think I might as well leave some money for my friends just in case." Griphook nodded and pulled out a sheet of parchment and quill "If you designate in percentages and heirlooms just encase you inherit the Blacks as well." Harry nodded. "Well I guess we should do the first with:

With war:

Hermione books, a pair of rings and 5%

Mr & Mrs Weasley 10%

Ron 7%

Ginny 4% the rest of the rings

Dumbledore 50%

Remus 15%

Fred George 8% and wands to split between them

If the war has finished:

Hermione: books, pair of rings 10%

Mr & Mrs Weasley: 15%

Ron : 14%

Ginny: 11% and rings

Dumbledore: 10%

Remus : 25%

Fred George : 15% and wands"

"That's a pretty good idea Mr Potter, having a second clause, what would you like us to do if any of the people stated have passed on." The Goblin asked curiously. "Well I'd want the rest to be evenly distributed between those who are left and if all of them have passed on just give my money and things to Sirius or figure out next of kin as long as they make an oath on their life and magic they aren't dark or death eaters."

As Harry finished up with Padfoot, still in dog form, repeatedly reading and checking over the will until he was satisfied they sent a Goblin to collect some money from his trust vault and to collect the Potter books for Harry to read in his own time.

Finally after some fussing from Sirius (He changed back to change wording) Harry and Padfoot left with a bag of gold and a bag of books. They were led by the suddenly appearing Tonks to a few clothes shops were he was dressed by Tonks who repeatedly argued with Mrs Weasley, who wanted Harry to be conservative while Tonks was more for leather trousers and silk vibrant tops. He ended up with Tonks buying his 'dressing up' and date clothes while Mrs Weasley bought the rest. Harry was quite honestly clueless about the whole process but just put on what they threw at him even when they got to the robe shops (apparently Mrs Weasley likes full robes like Hogwarts robes while Tonks likes open front robes that showed off the clothes underneath… fascinating).

Of course the other children had split up with various members of the Order to get books (Hermione), look at the new brooms (Ron), and get some more ink (Ginny). When the women had stopped using Harry like an overgrown doll he paid for what they had picked and carried as many bags as he could (he had to tie a few onto Padfoot) and they left and flooed back to Grimmauld.

Harry quickly carried up his stuff and emptied the old clothes out of his trunk while filling it with new things and putting the old stuff in a bin bag to be thrown away. Afterwards he laid on the bed absolutely exhausted with his eyes aching from the new contacts and his scar tingling but luckily no worse thanks to Occlumency. He laid down and went into his mind to see what the scar looked like as it attempted to be active, the best metaphorical description would be sparks being shot at a brick wall which kept healing itself . He moved closer to have a look the sparks wrapped around him and turned into tentacles and pulled him along the connection, throwing him into Voldemort's mind.

I practically have the next chapter written but I want to g look at cannon for a while to check facts as this is cannonish.

Love Scamander J