AN - I don't own Harry Potter.

A car crash. A bloody effing car crash. Of all the ways one can be killed, it had to be a car crash. I did not see that coming, literally. I remember the moment I realized I am going to get hit by the car that was ignoring the traffic lights and head toward the crowd that is crossing the street. We all tried to jump out of the way but it was too crowded for a quick getaway. It was too quick. I remember being hit and then flying; weightless and airborne. It felt like couple of minutes. Then I started to fall. I kept falling for longer than normal. It was like the time slowed down and I am still falling. Then I realized that I am shrinking. And then I started screaming and the voice came out was weird. It was a child's voice. In fact it was the voice of me when I was a child. And then I woke up.

I opened my eyes to a ceiling that had starts. That is strange. I am sure as hell I didn't have starts on my ceiling. I did when I was….

I lifted my legs and hands and look at them. They were small and I am in my childhood room. I ran to the bathroom and looked at myself. What looked back from the mirror was my younger self. I walked back to the bedroom and tried to think through. Did I just had the most elaborated dream in my life or did I travel back in time? If I did, how old am I? I opened the bedside cupboard and took out my journal and checked the last entry.

It is 6th of July 1991. That mean the summer after my second year at Hogwarts. But I am not sure when I added that note to the journal. I decided to wait for the morning paper. Having no mind or ability to go back to sleep again, I tried to meditate and then I realized I had no occlumency shields. That freaked me out. My mind is open for anyone. I wouldn't care if I was just a 13 year old. But I am 13 years old with future knowledge. I spent until the sunrise trying to build my shields again. Couple of hours later, I had a basic shield built. This will not stop anyone but I will be able to detect even passive legilimency attacks. This will have to do for the moment.

I ran down as soon as I saw the paper delivery from my window. The date as in the paper was 8th July 1991. I went back to my room and to think what I should do next. There were few mistakes I can correct this time. Also use the knowledge to gain some things I didn't get last time. I don't know why or how I came back. But I am going to use this opportunity to my advantage. Sorry folks. Whoever had a hand in sending me back should have chosen a better person if they were hoping for world peace.

As I am underage, what I can do magically is pretty limited. So first thing I should do is to request for partial emancipation. Thankfully I turned 13 a month ago which is the required age for partial emancipation thanks to a law that is couple of centuries old.

Before the international statue of secrecy and the Wizengamot, the ruling body was called the wizard council who had 37 members. When the ministry of magic was established, Executive power was handed over to the minister and the cabinet and the wizard council remained the legislature. Over the years more families were added to the Wizengamot and some of the first 37 houses died out. At the end of Voldemort, only 3 families remained from the 37, me being one of them. Head of these 37 families had the title of lord attached to signify their contribution to the wizard world and their seats at the Wizengamot were hereditary unlike the other seats.

In 1706 Hector Fawly II was the only survivor of a magical accident that killed off rest of the family. He was 13 at the time. Wizengamot passed a law allowing him to have several 'Adult Privileges' as he is the last of one of the first 37 families. The partial emancipation bill allowed a 13 year old from the first 37 families to claim the lordship if he/she is the last of his line. The underage lord will not be able to claim his seat in the Wizengamot however until he is 17. But he will have access to his vaults in Gringotts and no underage restrictions on wand usage. He will not be able to apply for portkey license or apparition license until 17. The law was last used in 1832. However it is still in use which I can exploit.

My parents were killed in a car crash when I was 6 years old. Both my parents were squibs from pureblood families. My grandfather, Marius Black was kicked out of the family when he didn't get the Hogwarts letter. He was adopted by an older muggle couple who lost their son and the name changed to Marius Craig. My father was also born a squib. My mother on the other hand was not kicked out but was encouraged to leave for muggle world. The family provided financial support until she stood on her own feet. She became a doctor.

My mother's family McKinnon was killed off in the second wizarding war. This left me the only remaining heir. My father's family is still alive and was supporters of the Voldemort. No one knows my connection to either of the families. Everyone thinks I am a muggleborn. In the previous timeline I only found out accidently when I found went through some of my parents documents. There I found evidence for their pasts. I was in my fifties and didn't really care as no one worth was left in both families and the Wizengamot was changed. If I claimed, I will be the only member of the 37 families. All others died out or the heir was not aware of it just like I was.

Gringotts vaults were another story. The bank has 100 year waiting period. If no one claims the vault within 100 years, the content will be divided by the bank and the ministry 30:70. So I better go and find out.

Once my parents died, I lived with my aunt; who is the adoptive sister of my father. She is a nice woman. But she is married to her job. Her first priority is her job. It is not to say I was neglected. I was wanted for nothing. But it is not unfair to say I was brought up by nannies and butlers. Even now she is on a business trip to New York which suits me just fine. Right after my breakfast I set off to Diagon Alley. First Stop; Gringotts.

"I am here for a heredity test." I informed the goblin who asked how he can help me. The bank was relatively empty as it is still quite early. So I didn't have to wait.

"100 Galleons." The goblin said with no feelings in his voice.

"I don't have galleons but I have muggle money for that amount."

I said giving him 525 pounds. They charge 5% transaction fee. That is a lot of money for me. Half of my savings. He counted the money and put it in his drawer. And asked me to follow him. He took me to another office.

"Nagruk, the young wizard here is for a heredity test." He introduced me to the goblin inside and left.

"Sit." He ordered and went to a cupboard to retrieve the equipment needed.

Any magic involved blood is considered dark magic by the ministry. Gringotts is the only place it can be performed. The goblin asked me to cut my finger and drop 7 blood drops to an enchanted parchment which I did. Slowly the parchment started to fill with names and it traced my lineage for 7 generations. That is 255 names including mine. The goblin's eyes widened for a brief moment but he quickly hid it.

"thank you. Can you please direct me to the goblin in-charge of McKinnon family ?" I asked the goblin collecting the parchment.

"Follow me." ordered the surprised goblin. He escorted me to another office. And introduced me to the goblin in charge Ironfist.

"I did a heredity test and I was wondering if either of my parents had a vault here." I asked giving him the parchment. He looked at the parchment and then walked over to a cabinet. Upon touching the cabinet, it opened automatically. He took out a ledger and sat back in his chair. After few moments of going thru the ledger he looked at me.

"Your father or mother didn't have any vault but you can claim a vault that your grandfather opened."

"My grandfather?"

"he left a trust vault with 10000 galleons for any child born to your mother's line. Additionally you can test to see if the family magic selects you as the heir to the family."

"That's good to hear and yes I want to be tested." I said enthusiastically. I know I am the heir as I have claimed it before.

The test is simple. If I can open the family vault, that means I am the heir. The family magic of the vault will only let the head of the family or the heir open the door. Ironfist took me to the vault which is in the high security area guarded by dragons. I managed to open the door which was no surprise to either me or Ironfist.

As one of the oldest families, McKinnon vault was one of the largest. It is about as big as the Hogwarts dining hall. I passed everything until I found the one thing I was looking for; a trunk. The trunk I found out in my previous timeline is multi compartment, enchanted one. It can shrink and become a locket that can be worn around your neck. This has been with all my travels around the world in the previous timeline.

I filled my money pouch with some money and came out with the trunk locket around my neck.

"I would like to file for my claim of the lordship. Can you please arrange it with the ministry?"

I asked Ironfist once we are on the surface. He nodded in confirmation and I was told that he will send me an owl once it is done. I changed 200 galleons to pounds. After commission I got 950 pounds. I am planning to treat myself with some nice new cloths. After a shopping trip in muggle London, I went back home to plot my future.

I am not sure if it's a coincident or planned that I arrived just before Harry Potter was introduced to the wizarding world. Whatever it is, I am going to use it as an opportunity. I am going to befriend him and save him from his own stupidity. There are so many to do. First thing is to get myself a house elf. These little buggers are very helpful. They are often mistreated, ignored and underestimated.

House Elves has a symbiotic relationship with wizards. Their magic is chaotic by nature. Binding themselves to wizards and a place, make their magic stable. Without the bond they will go crazy slowly and die. The bound involves a magical person as well as a house. That's why they are called house elves. Magical houses are rare. It can't be just any house that a wizard or witch lives. A house becomes a true magical house when a couple of generations live at the same house. The house absorbs the excess magic leaks out. Once a house becomes magical enough an elf can be bound to it. Normally it takes at least 500 years for a house to become magical. The elf make a connection to the house thru the wizard family is bound to. How many elves a house can be bound to depends on the strength of the magical house. Places like Hogwarts which is built on a magical nexus can have 20-30 elves bound to it.

Finding an unbound elf is not a big deal if you know where to look. There are few nexus points unknown to wizards that unbound elves go to calm down their magic. This is how they survive for longer time. One of the nexus is located at the Richmond Park in London. So the next day I went to the park to catch an elf.

They are very good at not being seen. It is rare to not have an elf at the nexus considering the number of house elves unbound and the available nexus points. They have to take turns as a nexus like the one I am at can sustain one house elf at a time.

"I know you are there elf. Come out. I am looking for an elf to bind to my service." I said hoping there is an elf here. I have no way of knowing.

"I am the heir of McKinnon family. I have several residences that can bound a house elf." I tried couple of minutes later. A moment later a skinny elf showed himself.

"Hi there. What's your name?" I asked the elf who looked as pathetic as he can be.

"I is Noob sir."

"Hi Noob. I am looking for couple of elves. I am the heir and soon to be lord of McKinnon family. Do you know any elf who want to be my elf ?"

"I want to be your elf sir." The poor creature said with his big eyes hope shining brightly.

"ok can you remember my magical signature ? I will call you later once I unseal my house."

"Yes sir. Noob will do." He shook his head up and down like a maniac.

Next I took a cab to Charing Cross road and then to Gringotts. Ironfist gave me a return portkey to a town near my property. From there I took a cab to get as near as possible to my property. Unfortunately even with that I have to walk 20 minutes. Once I passed the muggle repelling ward. 100 meters ahead I could see the gate to my property. I walked to the gate and put my hand house shield and sent some of my magic to it. A moment later the outer layer of magic recognized me and the gate was opened. I had to walk another 100 meters to get to my house.

I shouldn't call it just a house. It is best called a castle. It is not at all as big as Hogwarts. Comparing sizes, it is a bit bigger than the Balmoral castle. Over the last 1000 years the castle has gone thru many renovations and additions. This is the pride of McKinnon family.

I put my palm against the main door and after a moment it was opened. I went to the dungeon and revealed the main ward stone. Then I cut open my palm and shed blood on the ward stone while adding my magic to it. Couple of moments later the ward stone absorbed the blood and magic and I felt the house being unsealed completely and the wards transferred to me. I knew what's coming but that didn't make it easier.

With most of magic spent on the ward stone and the pressure of wards falling on me made me exhausted. Thankfully I came prepared. I took out a grand pepper-up potion and drank it. I slowly went thru the wards in my head and activated many inactive wards. And then I reset the wards so that everyone added to the wards that can access the property will be removed. Once that is done, I called Noob. The little bugger didn't take even a second to appear. It took only a couple of minutes for him to bind himself to the castle and me. Once done his physical appearance was changed visibly.

"Ok the first set or orders. Clean yourself, and you have to find a nice uniform to wear. I will not have you wear those rags. Ok ?"

"Yes master."

House elves are useful for travelling. I can't legally apparate or create portkeys. But the elves can apparate others with them. I am sure will be using a lot of air house elf in the future. I didn't really have time to explore the castle as my aunt is supposed to arrive today. I am not really looking forward to the talk we will need to have about my recent activities.

The discussion was not as bad as I thought. She is ok for me to move to McKinnon castle if I hire some human staff which I am planning to do anyway. I already sent an advertisement to Daily Prophet. The interested individuals were asked to send an owl care of Ironfist. He will interview and get them sign proper contracts. I have asked him to hire a house keeper and a butler/driver. I am not going to completely forget about the muggle world. There is so much to exploit there. So I will need a presence in muggle world. That's why I wanted someone who is comfortable in both worlds.

A week later I had a muggle born wizard and a witch in their forties in my staff. My aunt left for Australia this time leaving me with my new babysitters.