Vernon Dursley was a creature of habit; therefore, his everyday habits were quite easy to predict something that came in quite handy for his nephew. His days always began and ended the exact same way, and it was because of this that Harry found it extremely easy to avoid his uncle and slip out of the house unnoticed when he was supposed to be doing his chores.
The guard outside posted by the headmaster to keep an eye on Harry (that he wasn't even supposed to know about) would have been an entirely different story and his jailbreak cut short if he hadn't taken the liberty of memorising the guard schedule and he knew that at this particular point in time that Mundungus Fletcher was on duty and that he had already left to go see a guy about some stolen cauldrons. This was of course a lie orchestrated by Harry and his godfather.
Harry owned a lot to his godfather in fact, he knew everything about the order of the phoenix and their current movements and he knew more importantly of the meddling of a certain old breaded wizard. Dumbledore had enacted a communication blackout on Harry, something that all his so-called friends had no problem following despite the fact that Harry had only just a short few weeks ago witnessed the death of his boyfriend Cedric not that those traitors were privy to that little titbit of information. His godfather was the only knew and who had bothered to keep in contact and make sure he was okay, well okay as he could be given the circumstances.
Harry made his way through the short tunnel connecting Privet drive to Wisteria walk and waiting for him on the other end was aforementioned godfather, obviously under countless glamour spells along with other charms to help make sure his presence wasn't detected by anyone other than Harry himself. Harry couldn't help the smile that creeped onto his face as soon as his godfather came into his sight; his steps became quicker and soon enough he fell into run and all but collapsed into Sirius' arms. Sirius let out bark like laughter but nonetheless pulled his godson even closer and let out a relaxed sigh knowing that the boy he thought of his own was okay, that he was alive and well albeit a bit thinner than he would have liked.
"I have missed you pup"
Harry pulled out of the embrace and threw a wonky smile at his godfather. The sentiment was definitely mutual.
"Same, where is Remus?"
The confusion was apparent in his tone, he thought that his pseudo uncle would also be coming with them. With his forced participation in the Triwizard tournament he was all but declared an adult especially since the chief wizard of Wizengamot who also happen to be his (illegal) magical guardian didn't fight his participation they were going to the Gringotts to make it official and for him to claim his heirships to the Potter and Black estates.
"Dumbledore sent him on a last-minute mission, he couldn't refuse as it would have sent off alarm bells and we need for Dumbledore to remain ignorant if this is going to work."
Harry just nodded his agreement it made sense after all, most of their current plans rely on the headmaster not knowing what they were up to. He grabbed hold onto Sirius' proffered arm and his godfather spun on his heel and for a spilt second, they both experienced the nauseating sensation of being squeezed through a tight tube and being spat out on the other end. Thankfully Harry was much better at side along apparition than flooing and managed to land on his feet quite gracefully.
No sooner had they left, the flower beds began to wilt, and an unusual chill swept through the streets.
Dementors had come to Privet drive.
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If anyone would have asked, Mr and Mrs Vernon and Petunia Dursley would exclaim quiet adamantly that they were perfectly normal people with a perfectly normal family, there would be no mention of their quite abnormal nephew and Mrs Dursley's abnormal sister and brother in law. They would of course also have said that that perfectly normal Wednesday evening was as perfectly normal as all Wednesdays prior. After all, in true Dursley predictable behaviour they had begun the day same as they always do.
Currently the perfectly normal Dursley family minus one abnormal nephew were sitting around the table enjoying their dinner that had been painstaking slaved over by the aforementioned absent nephew.
Vernon took another bite of his dinner; the chicken was quite juicy, and traces of the gravy could be found dripping from his moustache. Through his small piggy eyes, he could see Petunia adding another helping of potatoes and piece of chicken onto their son's Dudley plate. Good, the boy will grow up to be big and strong, Vernon thought to himself. Unlike that runt of a boy, speaking of.
"Pet is the boy done with his chores outside?" Vernon asked.
He hadn't seen the freak in a while, he better not be up to any of his freakish tricks he thought to himself again. Vernon was monetarily distracted when Dudley turned on the TV, he sighed as the news about the abnormal activities played again, something about some group called the avengers and picked up the secondary remote and turned the channel.
"I am unsure, I told him to make himself scarce when we sat down for dinner" Vernon signed and turned towards Dudley
"Son check for the boy, if he isn't there too bad he will be locked out. His own fault really"
His son groaned and got up from the table and hobbled towards the door reluctantly, the freak would pay for making them pause their dinner. A couple of minutes passed, and Dudley hadn't returned with or without the freak but that was alright Vernon thought, probably just taunting the boy. When a few more minutes passed, and Dudley still hadn't returned, Vernon began to stand up when he heard a dull thud coming through the front door, he turned to his wife with a small frown and they both made their way to the open door. Petunia let out a small gasp and clutched her hands to her mouth in shock, Vernon's frown deepen and opened his mouth to ask what was wrong when Petunia seemingly fainted on the spot. He rushed to his downed wife and when he got closer he finally saw what had shocked his wife so before he could comprehend what he was seeing, he too appeared to just collapse.
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Harry looked around the room that they had arrived in, it was quite ostentatious he thought but then again what else should he have excepted from the arrival room of Gringotts for the more affluent and elite of the goblin's clientele. He was pulled from his observations by Sirius tugging on his arm and he began following his godfather and their goblin escort through the long and winding corridors of the underground bank; it left him quite disoriented when they finally arrived at the Black family's account manager's office, but he supposed that was the point. Nobody was stealing anything if they couldn't find their way around the maze of corridors. Harry shook his head, he was getting distracted when he needed to concentrate on what was about to happen for this was the moment that he changed his life for the better, nothing would be the same afterwards and Harry would need to be ready to carry his new responsibilities.
"Lord Black, heir Potter-Black what can Gringotts do for you today?" Harry noted that even when not speaking in this own natural tongue, the black account manager still had quite a guttural tone when he is speaking.
"Manager Cut-throat, we are here to formalise an emancipation and for my blood chosen son and heir to formally claim his heirships" Sirius got straight to the point and had finished speaking before bowing to the goblin behind the desk.
"On what grounds do you request a formalised emancipation?" Harry would be frowning hearing this if Sirius hadn't already told him the goblin would ask for proof.
"My heir's forced participation in the Triwizard tournament where it was stated only those of age would be able to compete, it was magically binding…." Cut-throat cut across his godfather before he could finish speaking. "This is not enough for heir Potter-Black to have gained an emancipated status"
"Well as you know the former chief warlock made himself quite illegally my heir's magical guardian and he did not protest his participation, it was also witnessed by a Lord of the wizengamot and the minister himself and they did not protest either, by stating that only of age wizards were allowed to compete and then allowing his participation they acknowledged him as of age"
"What you ask for will be done, simply sign these papers Lord Black, heir Potter-Black" Cut-throat pushed across a stack of papers that looked anything but simple. "While you do that we can also do the claiming, you will need to prove that you have a legitimate claim first heir Potter-Black, so one drop of your blood on this parchment please."
Harry took the blood quill that was offered him and nicked the tip of his thumb over the parchment with it, once the blood drop touched the surface of the parchment the small cut automatically healed. All three males waited with bated breath for the results, Sirius was worried that despite the blood adoption that the blood link between the two of them would not be enough to satisfy the black family magic. When the charmed quill stopped writing Harry looked down at the parchment.
Blood Results of Harlan James Potter
Mother(s): Lily Maria Potter nee Evans (Loki Odinson)
Father(s): James Fleamont Potter (Thor Odinson)/Sirius Orion Black (blood adopted)
Maternal Grandmother(s): Maria Rose Stark/Lillian Grace Evans nee Munroe (adopted)/Queen Frigga of Asgard
Maternal Grandfather(s): Howard Edward Stark/ Christopher Leo Evans nee Malfoy (adopted)/ All -father King Odin Borson
Paternal Grandmother(s): Euphemia Potter nee Black/ Queen Frigga of Asgard
Paternal Grandfather(s): Fleamont Harlan Potter/All-Father King Odin Borson
Entitlements
Black Heir (paternal) (blood adoption) - Partial ownership of the Black estate
Potter Lordship (Paternal) – Restricted full ownership of the Potter estate (Held in trust until 18)
Peverell Lordship (Paternal) – Restricted full ownership of the Peverell estate (Held in trust until 18)
Second in line to the throne of Asgard (paternal)
Secondary Malfoy Heir (maternal) – Partial ownership of the Malfoy estate
Stark Heir (Maternal) – Restricted partial ownership of the Stark estate (Held in trust until 21)
Slytherin heir (Conquest) – Restricted full ownership of the Slytherin estate (Held in trust until 18)
Harry could say without a doubt that he did not see that coming and he was also extremely confused some of the results were expected and others not but could easily be explained and the rest, Harry didn't know how they could possible be explained. He handed the parchment to Sirius at his insistent nudging., he could see his godfather's eyes widening the further down he read that was a good sign; shows he wasn't keeping things from Harry. A after a tension filled few minutes at least that what it felt like to Harry Sirius finally looked up and said "Well that was unexcepted"