Dislaimer: Don't own Harry Potter earning no money from it so don't sue me.
Lord Harry Potter
Day One
Harry potter the boy who lived, order of Merlin first class, saviour of the wizarding world and defeater of Lord Voldemort, woke with a start.
He'd been having a dream about quiditch, he was just about to catch the snitch and win the cup he was so close and then to wake up.
Harry mused that with the final battle being fought and won by himself his nights of restless nightmares involving graveyards, snakes and battles with evil overlords had stopped and It was strange to get used to nights of peaceful dreams. But as he looked around the smallest room of No.4 privet drive something didn't seem right.
Oh everything was in its place however untidy that may be (hey Harry's still a teenager), nothing had been disturbed yet Harry could feel a presence of power was near, his skin was tingling slightly and sweat started to break out form between his eyes.
He silently grabbed his wand form his beside table ready to strike if need and rose from the bed. He was quiet as a mouse as he didn't want to wake the Dursley's if it was nothing but a simple cat, no there'd be hell to pay if he woke them up at 3 in the morning. As he reached the door handle he heard a swish as though someone had just turned in a cloak. He opened the door silently praying that the rusty hinge didn't squeak and set off down the stairs skipping the creaking stair and landing silently on all fours so cat like that even Mrs Norris the Hogwarts caretakers ominous cat would have been amazed. As he turned he saw a light was peeking around the open door into the lounge room He held his wand high and steady as he stood in front of the door and pushed it open with his foot to reveal a figure silently staring into the fake fireplace.
"Hello Harry." Greeted the figure to whigh Harry lowered his wand realising who his late night visitor was.
"Hello Professor Dumbledore"
"How are you? I hope the muggles aren't treating you too bad"
"I'm fine Professor Dumbledore, but why are you here in my Aunts house at 3am?" said Harry taking a seat on the sofa.
"I am sorry about the hour Harry but I thought it might be best if you're Aunt and Uncle didn't see me, they do tend to panic when I call on you and as to the why, well I've done some thinking and I believe its time you left your relatives. I mean to say there's no real threat any more with Voldemort gone and the ministry having just now rounded up all the known death eater's that had managed to escape the battle. There is no need for the protection your family offers any more is there?"
"Well no sir there isn't,…… but where shall I live?"
"Well as to that it was a bit of a question, your parents home was destroyed the night of there death and Grimwald place I feel holds some rather bad memories for you and frankly its always seemed a bit depressing when one is there alone and so I asked myself where will I send you now your free to leave here and then the answer found me and not the other way around."
"Two weeks ago I was paid a visit by a man by the name of Henry Wilstechere, who has apparently been searching for a Mr Harry Potter for 15 years, ever since your parents died, offcourse he never got anywhere as I made sure no one would ever find you in either world, but then in London one day on business he caught a whisper of a conversation about Harry Potter being near a place called Hogsmead. Well it seems the man was of in flash in search of this place and every so often he'd run into the right type of people who lead him on his way." Said the headmaster with a wink
"I'm sorry professor but why was this man looking for me? Asked Harry completely baffled but extremely happy to hear he'd sone be leaving the home he'd been forced to work like a slave in for years.
" Well that's the interesting part I saw this man in the middle of Hogsmead one day looking completely baffled by the people in strange cloaks disappearing into the invisible stores but still asking everyone if they knew a Mr Harry Potter, I invited the man to the three broomsticks for a drink so he could tell me his tale and here it is:
"For 16 years I've been looking for the boy but he's been harder to find then a needle in 100 haystacks. I was asked to find him by a lawyer of the late Mr Potters estate, it seems that young Mr Potter was left quite a fortune but even more than that it appears that he being the last Potter also inherited a title. Mr Potter is not just Mr Potter he is Lord Harry James Potter of Glenwise"
"Well to say the least Harry I was thrown for 6 you a lord of her majesties court, I verified the fact off course and traced your bloodline and he's 100 correct. Which is why Harry, I have come tonight you no longer need to be here and within the fortune there's a very nice castle which would be ideal for you to live in
"I'm a lord" Harry said in astonishment "But all I knew how to do was fight the dark side and now I've done that, I don't know how to be a lord"
"Well that's easy to fix we can go to your new home and I'll teach you to how to act like royalty but only if you want to? You don't have to come of course but I thought you might like it." Dumbledore replied "Would you like to come and live in your Castle with me?"
"I can finally leave here, you're…you're serious I can leave here and live in my own house? Off course I'll go are you mad when can we leave? Where's the house? Can Ron and Hermione come and visit?" Harry asked all at once.
"I'm very serious but I'm sorry it's not a house it's a castle and its in Glenwise near the west coast we can leave in about 5 minutes and what was the other question? He said the last bit with that famous twinkle in his eye.
"Can Ron and Hermione come and Visit?" Harry asked again as though he were a 5 year old child on Christmas day.
"Oh yes now that…oh….um…" he sounded distinctly as though he was going to say no, and Harry felt his earlier eagerness waning "Offcourse they can come its your house.
"Come now we can talk more on the journey, lets get your things and leave this note for the Dursleys" Said the Headmaster rising toward the stairs, amazingly light on his feet as always, as though his age wasn't worth a second thought.
Within minutes Harry and Dumbledore had gathered all of Harry's possessions put them in his Hogwarts trunk and shrunk it magically with a quick "reducio" from Albus who gave the now match boxed sized trunk to Harry to put in his pocket.
"Are you ready Harry?"
"Yes I can't believe I finally get to leave here? How are we travelling?" he said looking around as though he'd suddenly find 2 broomsticks waiting against the closet,
"I thought we'd drive Harry, your not licensed to apparate yet and I'm not the flyer I once was, but I quite like driving gives us more time to talk"
"You drive sir?" asked Harry imagining Dumbledore behind the wheel of a pickup hooning down the highway at 240km an hour. Harry quickly had to stifle a laugh at this thought.
"Offcourse Harry, I have many interactions with people from the muggle world and they all seemed a bit baffled as I apparated beside them" Came the reply with a chuckle "To most of the muggle world I'm just an old rich retired accountant but lets talk more later I'll just pop this letter on the kitchen table and we'll leave"
They went once more downstairs placing the letter addressed to Mr and Mrs Dursley atop the kitchen table. Harry was imaging how they would react when they read the letter the situation he thought most likely was Aunt Petunia reading the letter to Uncle Vernon becoming quite speechless and then jumping up and skipping round the room singing "He's gone". Yes that would be the most likely scenario but he didn't have long to dwell on these happy thoughts as they were soon out the door and walking up the garden path towards the road when all of a sudden the professor stoped waved his wand and a black Mercedes appeared out of thin air.
"You can never be to careful" spoke Dumbledore seriously "Why Professor Snape's JAG was stolen just last summer out the front of a bookshop in London"
At the thought of Snape the most hated teacher at Hogwarts school of witch craft and wizardry driving a convertible, Harry just couldn't help him self and started laughing.
"Well hop in Harry and we'll be on our way."
Harry hoped in and marvelled, the car had more buttons then a nuclear reactor it had leather trims and even a DVD screen. In no way did it seem in the least bit magical it looked just like an everyday car which it very well might have been except for the little green button reading invisibility booster.
Apon see Harry's eyes dart to the button Dumbledore said "Arthur gave me the idea but I don't use it very often, its still very early why don't you have a nap we've got a long drive ahead of us"
Harry who didn't feel the slightest bit sleepy a minute ago suddenly yawned, nodded and was peacefully sleeping in moments as the car gently travelled below him.