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Chapter 2 – Start of a New/Old Life?

Harry woke up feeling rain pouring down on him. He pulled himself up and took note of his surroundings. It evening and he was in dark alleyway and from the looks of it just a few blocks away from the Leaky Cauldron. He brushed himself absentmindedly before pausing for a moment. Everything seemed a lot bigger than before. He turned around quickly to get a look of his surroundings and saw a reflection in the window that made him stop in shock.

Staring back at him from the reflection was a young girl with long black hair staring right back at him with her green eyes. She was wearing a dirty white shirt and a pair of torn jeans. He reached to touch his face and noticed the girl mirrored his movement. Harry moved around a bit just to make sure and noticed the girl in the reflection doing the same movement as him. He examined himself once more and noticed the girl was doing the same thing as an act of final inspection, he felt himself down there hoping to feel Little Harry. His eyes widened at the confirmation. Harry Potter was a girl. In fact, he was just not a girl but a young girl, looking no older a first year.

"Death!" Harry turned, screaming its name and hearing a young feminine voice shrill out instead.

A rustle behind him made him turn back to the window and seeing a parchment attached to the window next to it was about a hundred Galleons. He took the Galleons and snatched the parchment and noted a small circle that stated "Press here" it, the contents obviously from death. Harry pressed the circle mark in the paper and a dark inked image of Death appeared on the parchment. The inked image moved back and forth a bit as if doing something. Had Harry not been so upset, he would have found it to be quite amusing at the comically drawn Death appearing on the parchment and clearing its throat before speaking.

RECORDING

Death: "Ahem. Is this thing on? Are we recording? Can you see me? Bah! Who cares! As long as the message can be received then it works. *Image starts shaking a bit* Fate! Hold it steady, dammit! Alright, here we go! Hello, my dear Mister… opps I mean Miss Potter. I hope you enjoy this wonderful surprise. Unfortunately, we ran out of "materials" to complete you into a boy and so we have to make due…"

*Chuckling and laughing noises were picked up in the background*

Death *off to the side*: "Shh! I'm trying to be serious here!"

Voice: "Hey! Only Sirius Black is serious! And he failed at it!"

Death: "Time! You are not helping!"

Time: "But it's the truth! His made himself to be a jokester."

Death *voice clear again*: "Ahem! Anyways, we noticed you have realized that you are now…"

Voice 2: "A woman! HA! This is going to be so..."

Time: "A girl, Fate! She is not quite a woman yet!"

Fate: "Right! Puberty!"

Time: "In time!"

Death *voice muffled a bit again*: "Time! Can't you and Fate just zip it for a moment?"

Fate and Time: "No!"

*Grumbling could be heard as sounds of more laughter emitted from the letter*

Death *voice no longer muffled*: "ANYWAYS, due to certain circumstances we regret to inform you are no longer a male."

*Sounds of snickering ensues in the background*

Death: "So yes! Please take note of that change and mind you that it is not irreversible. Potions and spells will not be able to help you with that, so just live like a girl. I am sure…"

Fate: "We!"

Death: "Yes, yes. WE are sure things will be alright. Other than that and a few other changes, we have tried to keep some things as close to how things were as possible… not really. HOWEVER! Please remain calm and just go with the flow… I guess is what the phrase is. So, here is some update for you that you can familiarize yourself with. You have been sent back in time a bit, we won't say when. I mean I did tell you before you left, but if we did tell you in detail, that would be too generous on our part."

Time *its hood peering in from the side of the parchment*: "You already are giving away too much info, Death! Even giving her some start up cash!"

Death *pushes Time away*: "You are not supposed to even be on this!"

Fate: "Maybe I should add a prophecy to spice things up a bit."

Time *groaning*: No, Fate. You had your fun and it was in a sense your fault for using that seer."

Fate: "My fault? Why I should…"

Death *interrupts*: "AHEM! Anyways, you will notice some changes and we hope that you make use of it. You will also notice soon that there will be some things that are much easier for you to do such as wandless magic. Oh! And also you no longer need glasses as you can see clearly… obviously. These are just some of our gifts as apologizes for taking away your manhood."

*Sounds of laughter came from Death and from the other two*

Death *wiping away a fake tear*: "In order to make sure that you would be more accustomed to being a girl, we have made it so that it will be easier for you to get use to the change. We know that you do not like anyone to manipulate you, BUT, we thought that may have made things better and allow you to move along faster."

Time: "Yup! You should be getting used to thinking of yourself as a girl soon."

Fate: "A cute widdle girl!"

Time: "Aww!"

Death: "Oh! To give you some last tidbits of information, as you have gone to the past, I say change it up if you wish. Make it fun and exciting! We don't want to see the same thing again, unless there is a twist to it. Yes we are giving you a chance to do whatever you wish!

Fate: "Just how generous can we be? I never known anyone else who was this generous to allow someone change time as they wish. What say you Time?

Time: "Never in my 'Time' was anyone given such a chance. It truly is an honor."

Death *groans again at the horrible joke and looks back and chuckles once more* Anyways. Hope you enjoy your time! Toodles!"

*Roll to end credits and blanks out*

END RECORDING

Harry stared for a moment, dumbfounded by Death's recording as the parchment faded away into nothingness. He wanted an explanation and all they had was a pathetic excuse that they ran out of material to turn him into a guy? He fumed for a while, but realized that just standing there was not going to help and he was after all stuck in this body.

He look looked at the window once more seeing the look of dismay from the girl's face. While he was still angry, he decided to check himself out more thoroughly and see exactly what the damage was.

He still had his green eyes, his black hair framed his small heart shaped face and flowed down in soft waves, reaching to his upper waist. He also noticed that his skin complexion was soft and smooth. Looking carefully, he noticed two small but noticeable bumps coming from his chest area. After checking himself out, he reluctantly admitted that he was a cute and pretty young girl. A girl that is just about to his puberty.

Oh gosh. He thought. I have to deal with freaking PMSing from now on.

While such thoughts and others did not comfort him much, Harry reluctantly surrendered himself to that fact that he, now she, would likely have to live her life as a girl…. for now. After all, there are other things she needed to do.

As Harry calmed herself down a bit, she decided to follow Death's advice and check out Gringotts immediately. She rushed over to the Leaky Cauldron and walked in. Inside there were a few elderly folks who looked as they were dressed for the renaissance. At one corner was a bar and behind it was Tom, the bartender, who was passed out bottles of Butterbeer to a few clients who eagerly paid for the drinks. Harry quickly moved through the crowd and headed to the back avoiding Tom who glanced at her curiously. Luckily as the day was slowly coming to an end, there were several witches and wizards coming through the archway that connected the Cauldron to Diagon Alley. Harry quickly slipped by the crowd that was exiting and made a short jog to the bank.

The bank was still opened and Harry walked in passing by the warning sign that she remembered when she first walked into Gringotts.

Enter, stranger, but take heed

Of what awaits the sin of greed

For those who take, but do not earn,

Must pay most dearly in their turn.

So if you seek beneath our floors

A treasure that was never yours,

Thief, you have been warned, beware

Of finding more than treasure there.

She noticed that the goblins were helping the remaining witches and wizards who were shortly preparing to leave the building as more began to close their stations. Harry quickly went over to one who looked down at her with a scowl as she approached.

"We are closing for the day, miss." The goblin stated firmly.

"Please, sir," she pleaded. "I do understand that this is already late, but would it still be possible if I could do my blood heritage test?"

The goblin sneered and was about the say no when another voice interrupted.

"Sharpclaw, I will take care of her personally so you may finish your end."

The gobbling turned in shock to see another goblin addressing him and bowed respectfully at the other goblin. The gobbling was very familiar though she had a hard time recalling where she met this goblin.

"Of course, Ragnok."

Immediately, memories began to flood her. This was Ragnok, the goblin who Bill tried to convince to join their cause in her previous life. She realized he would have to be quite careful around him knowing that Ragnok was wary of wizards due to many of them breaking their promises with him and his fellow goblins.

The other goblin walked beckoned her to follow. Harry followed the goblin behind the tables and into the hallway leading to an office. Ragnok motioned her to sit and she did as she thanked him politely causing him to raise his eyebrows a bit. He took at seat behind the table and looked at Harry who took a brief look around the room before seeing the name plaque on his desk.

Ragnok, the Wise

Second Prince of the Goblin Nation

Executive Director of Gringotts branch of England

Crap. Harry thought immediately. She knew Ragnok carried weight in his actions, but she did not realize that he was actually related to the goblin royal line. Knowing that she was in the presence of royalty she immediately got up to show her respects which Ragnok immediately waved away with an amused look.

"Sit down young lady. There is no need for any formalities. I may be the second prince, but unless my brother and all his children are wiped out, I will not be sitting on that blasted throne. There is a reason why I took up the position as Director. So how can Gringotts help you?"

"Thank you for taking the time to see me, Sir Ragnok," Harry replied. "I was recently notified to take a blood heritage test and came here at the soonest moment possible. I do understand that this is quite late, but would be grateful if I could take the test anyways."

Ragnok looked at the girl thoughtfully. Perhaps it was due to her being young or perhaps she has not been spoiled by the pureblood bigotry, but she shown respect to him and to Sharpclaw as well. A fairly uncommon attitude.

"Would you like the basic, the normal, the extensive, or the full heritage test? The basic will only search back up to the past five generations costing ten Galleons. The normal heritage test which goes back to ten generations costing twenty Galleons. Those that wish to look up to twenty generations would have to use the extensive test which cost fifty Galleons. Finally, there is the full heritage test which provides extensive information on what is available going back to the founding of your ancestor. That would cost you a hundred Galleons."

"The full heritage test please," Harry replied, pulling out the Galleons and handing it over to Ragnok.

Ragnok's eyebrows rose slightly with mild interest seeing the little girl in tattered clothing pull out the required Galleons. One hundred Galleons was not a small amount especially for someone who seemed to look like they live in destitute. Without replying, Ragnok took the Galleons and pulled out a draw from his desk. Within it were four colored parchments of white, bronze, silver, and gold. Ragnok pulled out a gold parchment that was blank and also pulled out a ceremonial knife. He placed the parchment in front of her and handed her the knife and cloth.

"Please drop at least three drops of blood onto the parchment, the wound made from the knife will automatically heal after a few seconds. Please wipe the excess blood with the cloth."

She nodded and sliced her palm a bit, and let a few drops of blood drip onto the paper. The drops immediately disappeared into the parchment and words began to appear on the golden parchment.

Name: Harriet Jade Potter (age 10)

Father's Name: James Potter – Deceased 31 October, 1981

Mother's Name: Lily J. Potter (née Evans) – Deceased 31 October, 1981

Sibling: Harry James Potter – Deceased 31 October, 1981

Heiress to the following Houses

Noble family of Potter (by father's side) Status: Active

Noble family of Peverell (by father's side) Status: Inactive

Noble family of Gryffindor (by father's side) Status: Inactive

Noble family of Hufflepuff (by father's side) Status: Inactive

Noble family of Ravenclaw (by mother's side) Status: Inactive

Noble family of Slytherin (through cadet line) Status: Active

Noble family of Black (heiress presumptive) Status: Active

Access to all properties and investments belonging to the Houses and access to Wizengamot Seats upon reaching adulthood.

Will of the Potters available for immediate access.

Harry looked at the parchment in surprise. Potter, Black, and Peverell she knew, but the four founders was a huge surprise for her. Wasn't Hephzibah the descendant of Hufflepuff? Ravenclaw should have no living heirs or heiress. The other two she could speculate, but like the others, still quite a surprised.

Harry heard a faint chuckle and looked up seeing the Goblin merely looking back at her as the faint chuckling continued.

Ha. Ha. She thought at the laughter. Clearly this is one of their "some things" Death mentioned about. She continued to read the rest of the parchment.

The information continued with a family tree slowly appearing tracing back Harry's heritage a few generations. As she looked at the parchment awe, she was distracted by a faint glow coming from a box that sat on the corner of the desk. Ragnok leaned forward and opened the lid of the box to pull out a folder with various documents contained in it.

"Ah, perfect, it looks like paperwork that is related to you have been sent to us," Ragnok stated as he sifted through the documents and pulled some out and handing it to her.

"You might find this useful for now."

Harry took the document and looked at what appeared to be a ledger and was completely stunned. If she was reading it correctly, the number of Galleons she had from all the accounts, assets, and investments easily made her one of the wealthiest magicals in all of Britain. But there was another thing that caught her attention more. His male self, who apparently was her brother now, died during the night Voldemort attacked him and she was the apparently the twin child of James and Lily. Tears came down slightly as she took note of the information. While there were some changes in her life now, Death still allowed her to keep that connection with her past. Ragnok peered at the parchment and stared in surprise.

"Well, well. So the line was still intact. We were wondering where you have been Miss Potter. Of course, the whole world thought your family was dead. I must say it was quite a surprise to see that you are indeed well."

She continued to read the parchment again, and stared in surprise. Not only was she a Potter, but she was still descended from the Peverells and apparently all four Houses of Hogwarts as well if indirectly with some.

Bloody hell! She thought.

"I would say the same," Ragnok stated. She blushed a bit realizing that she spoke out loud.

"Sir, the parchment states that there is a will available. I do understand that normally the will has to be read with those in the will."

Ragnok looked at the parchment once more and rang a bell from his desk and immediately another goblin appeared.

"Please bring me the will for the House of Potter."

The goblin bowed and left only to return with a folder and a small box a few moments later. During that time, Harry (now Harriet) looked at the parchment and noted a miniature family tree symbol with the words "to further access the family tree in depth say 'open' and 'close' when finished," in the bottom corner.

"Open," she stated firmly.

The golden parchment then expanded to reveal the extended family tree. She looked at it in awe but realizing that it would take time, she closed the family tree back when the other goblin arrived and passed the items to Ragnok.

Ragnok took the folder and box and dismissed the goblin. Within the folder held several envelopes and of them, he pulls out a sealed envelope that glowed slightly.

"The parchment stated that the will is available for immediate access. This would mean that as long as there is one member in the will that is related to the family present, the will can be read. Your parents have made several wills where only one would be activated depending on how the situation came to be. This glowing envelope signifies that with the way events unfolded, this would be the will to be read while the other wills are to be disposed. I have to say, I am very impressed. They were quite thorough in covering many likely situations. Would you like to read the contents of this will, Miss Potter?"

"Yes, please."

Ragnok hands her the envelope who proceeded to open it and read the contents of the will.

THE WILL OF JAMES AND LILY POTTER

We, James and Lily Potter, in our clear and sound mind declare this as our last will and testament.

We would like to first bequeath to our friend Remus John "Moony" Lupin the contents in Vault 642. Upon receiving this, Remus, you are required to actually buy some decent clothing for yourself. We know that you keep stating that you are alright with what you have and you always spend your Galleons on others. You are not allowed to do so with this gift. Should you fail to do so, we shall haunt you from beyond the grave. Well, not really, but still please do get something nice for yourself.

To Sirius Orion "Padfoot" Black, we bequeath to you the contents in Vault 637 (not that you really need it), but make sure you use it and actually settle down with a lovely girl. It is about time that you need to find someone in your life and you better make her happy.

To Peter "Wormtail" Pettigrew, if you are all are reading this particular will, then that means you have been the one to betray us. We hope that this will not be the case, but if it is, we are disappointed and hurt that you would betray us when we thought of you as a brother.

The remainder of our possessions will be split between our children, Harry and Harriet. To clarify this confusion, we had a daughter as well. Harriet Jade Potter, Harry's younger twin sister. We sent her off to live with our babysitter and her family, Alexis Mannings (a muggleborn) due to the war and conflict as we reside temporarily in Godric's Hallow. They along with their godparents are the only ones who knew of her real identity.

Should they be underage, we desire to have them be placed under guardianship in the order listed below until their 10th birthday. If they have reached their 10th birthday, then the following list in regards to guardianship may be ignored as we will allow them to be emancipated early at the age of 10.

List of Guardians

Sirius Black (Harry's Magical Godfather)

Remus Lupin (Harriet's Magical Godfather)

Frank and Alice Longbottom (Harry's Magical Godmother and Allies)

Alexis Mannings (Harriet's Magical Godmother)

Amelia Bones (Old Family Friend and Ally)

If none of the above guardians are available, then the children are to be raised by the Head of Houses of Hogwarts Filius Flitwick or Minerva McGonagall (Hopefully Flitwick and McGonagall are still there, if so, hope you do not mind). We would like our children to grow up knowing the ways of the world of magic. Under no circumstance should our children be sent to Lily's sister Petunia Dursley (née Evans) and her husband Vernon Dursley. As much as Petunia is a dear sister to Lily, they do not wish to associate themselves with magic and we wish to respect their wish.

If we are dead, then under no situation should Albus Dumbledore be allowed to control any of the Potter possessions, Wizengamot seats, or guardianship of our children. If this will has been activated over the other ones, then that means that he has betrayed us as well. Yes, we have made several wills all magically set to have only one open and become the valid will depending on how situation unfolds. Lily has always been known to be thorough in whatever she put her mind to.

To our children, Harry and Harriet. We are sorry that we are no longer a part of this world. However, know that we will always be there for you. Do not let our deaths burden you. Enjoy life as you see fit and live it! No matter what happens, we know you will do us proud and wish you both a wonderful life. Until we meet again.

James and Lily Potter. Evigila

Suddenly as Harry finished reading the letter to the last word, she started convulsing sliding of her seat and falling to the ground. Images flashed before her as she heard various muffled voices and shouts. She opened her mouth to scream, but no sound was made. Images continued to flash by, pain searing through her whole body and mind. For what seemed like an eternity she was suddenly pulled back by a voice.

"Miss?"

The voice caused her to jerk in shock and all of a sudden, the pain she felt disappeared. Harry looked around and she found herself still sitting on the chair, the letter still held firmly in her hand.

"Are you alright?" Ragnok asked with a slight worried look.

"Did you not see what happened?" She asked.

"See what?"

"I… I was on the floor and I felt so much pain," Harry started and saw Ragnok shake his head.

"I am afraid you are mistaken. You have been sitting the whole time, quit still for some time," he replied.

Harry, well Harriet, looked at Ragnok clearly confused before looking back at the letter once more before passing the will back to him allowing him to read it as well. As Ragnok browsed over the will, Harriet started sorting out the images and the mess of what just happened. They were memories, memories of the Harriet's life before Harry came to this world. She remembered the night when Alexis was murdered a few years ago. A thief came in and was rummaging through the house when Alexis and Harriet walked in. Surprised, the thief drew a gun at Alexis and shot at her. Wounded, Alexis fought against the stranger yelling at Harriet to run. Eventually, she learned that Alexis and her family was all murdered by the thief who was later arrested and taken away. She never got the change to know what happened to the family remains or of the murderer. Since then, Harriet was sent to an orphanage until she ran away from it and found herself a few blocks of the Leaky Cauldron before Death intervened. Of course that was all her memories of this world not Harry's.

"Well," she said slowly. Digesting all the information and remembering what the will stated. "I guess I am an adult then?"

Ragnok nodded as he finished the letter.

"Indeed. And as your late brother has also departed this world and with no one who could legally act as your head of house, that means you are the sole inheritor for the entire fortune."

"And how am I to officially inherit my fortune?" she asked.

Ragnok simply opened the small box that the other goblin brought in. Inside were seven rings.

The golden Potter ring, the dark Black ring, the silver ring with the Peverell crest on it, and four other rings with their respective House colors for the four Founders of Hogwarts.

"Simply wear the rings on your rings on your index finger and they will combine as one ring. Once combined and should you wish to, you can remove the rings and separate them or will to show whichever ring you wish to appear. Only you will be able to remove the ring and no one can remove them even by force or magic. Of course, that is if the rings do accept you as the Head of House. Any of the inactive Houses will activate if the rings do accept you as the new head."

He gestured to Harriet to take the rings and she did. Placing one ring on her index finger at a time, she show each ring glow as they merged together. As the last ring joined the other six, a brilliant light shone from the rings. Knocking her unconscious. She came to with the help of the goblins, but felt a massive headache as if a train just ran through her head.

"Ah, I forgot to mention, some Houses may bestow some gift to the Head of House usually with some information. Judging by how you black out for a few minutes and not just have a headache, I would say that it was rather quite the amount of information that was presented to you."

Harriet rubbed her forehead a bit trying to orientate herself. This was the second time she lost awareness today and she did not like that. As she settled herself, she noticed the new accessory on the hand.

The new ring was a solid silver band that wound around with the crest of each house engraved along the outside surface of the ring.

"It looks liked all the rings have accepted you as the true Head of House. That ring there," Ragnok states while pointing at the ring. "Is the default ring that shows which Houses you are the Head of. Again, if you wish to summon a particular ring you just need to will that ring to appear and your default ring will be replaced by that ring."

Harriet nodded stating she understood. Ragnok rang the bell once more and several moments later a few other goblins walked into the office. Several were clearly upset as it was apparent that they were about to leave, but seeing Ragnok glare at them silenced any potential complaint from them. However, two of them seemed eager and excited. There was an elderly goblin and a young one who looked at the young girl with curiosity. Ragnok introduced the goblins and the accounts they oversaw to Harriet. Most merely nodded and one nearly even sneered at her, but the two friendliest goblins, who were introduced as Granrod and Bankrat, actually walked up to her and shook her hand and she returned their greetings as well.

"As you can see, Miss Potter, with several accounts, we have had several of us handling the accounts. However, I believe that we can consolidate the accounts where one goblin should manage all of it for you, that way it would be easier."

"I would appreciate that very much. However, I would like to keep the accountant for the Black's separate in case the rightful Lord of the House returns. While he may be imprisoned, he may be cleared of all charges and be allowed to return to his own fortunes." Harriet stated.

Ragnok raised his eyebrows, intrigued at how the girl knew her godfather was imprisoned and making sure to keep her finance and his separate in case he was to be found innocent. The Goblins of course knew he was innocent, but made no mention to deal with the situation as it was legally not their issue.

The goblin who managed the Black's account, one of the indifferent ones, was a little taken aback. He expected to lose one of the larger accounts from his portfolio, but the young girl wished for him to remain and continue handling it for her. He bowed a bit more graciously towards her indicating that he accepted her request.

"As for the Potter and the Peverell accounts, I would like to have the Misters Bankrat and Granrod to be consolidate the accounts as one account and have both handle my account is that is alright?"

The Ragnok merely nodded and dismissed the other four goblins out as the elder goblin, Granrod, and the younger one, Bankrat, both bowed to her in respect.

"Very well," Ragnok replied. "Those two shall handle your new account with Granrod as the Senior Account Manager of the two for your account."

"Thank you very much, Sir Ragnok," Harriet replied.

Ragnok waved a dismissive hand. "Please, Ragnok will do, Miss Potter."

"Then I insist that you and others call me Harriet, Ragnok," she stated smiling at the three goblins.

The goblin stared in shock at her for a moment before grinning.

"Then we shall, Harriet," he replied. "Is there anything else we can do for you?"

Harriet thought for a moment and answered. "Yes. I was wondering if it would be possible to have my legal name be different."

"Oh?"

"You see, as it seems that the world thinks my family is dead and there are a few that I would rather not notify that I am indeed alive. Thus, I was wondering if I could be able to change my last name at least."

"There are two ways we can do so, Harriet," Ragnok replied. "The easiest way to change your name in your situation is to use the surname of one of the Houses you are the head of. We can utilize the existing information and create a new identity that way. Once done, all your legal documents including those at the Ministry will have you on file with that name."

"And the other option?"

"If you wish to have a complete different identity, but still be connected to your old Houses, we can do so. This process will be similar although trying to manipulate the information for your identity will be a bit more difficult. While we may have to go through the usual channels in the Ministry, we can still expedite the process and ensure that all documents are available for a small fee of course," he stated with a grin.

"Then I would like to change my surname then. As the people believe the line of Potters is dead, it will be better to let it remain."

"Which would you like to change to?"

She decided that using any of the four Founders would not help which left both the Blacks and the Peverells. The Blacks had a conflicting history within the past few decades that would either be beneficial or harmful depending on who she interacted at the moment. The Peverells still had some fame due to the story of the Peverell brothers. She flipped a mental coin toss and chose the Peverells.

"Peverell please."

Ragnok pulled another parchment out and handed it to her. It was a simple form that asked for her name and the name she wished to change to. She then signed her name and next to each name stamped the respective seals of the Houses of Potter and Peverell. And handed it back to the goblin.

"Well then it seems we are all in order," Ragnok stated as he look at the clock on his desk. "It also seems like we are running quite a bit over. If you have other pressing businesses that needs to be addressed, would it be alright to come by tomorrow and speak with your account managers?"

Harriet nodded. "Yes, that would be most appreciated. I do have just one quick question. Would there be any convenient way to access my vault? I do not have any coin with me other than what I originally had."

Ragnok chuckled a bit making Harriet raise her eyebrows a bit. Bankrat brought forth a small pouch with draw strings that kept the pouch closed.

"This item here will connect directly to your vaults and allow you to draw your money," Bankrat stated handing the item to her.

"With this, you do not have to worry about visiting the vaults for any money, Harriet. Unless you are needing a particular item from the vaults any amount of coin you need can be withdrawn from this bag as long as you have coin in your vault. The pouch can be used both here in the magical world and non-magical world. In the non-magical world, when you use the pouch, it will take the shape of a wallet when being used. This bag also have a feature where if you drop your blood on the bag before activating it, only the one who bled on the bag would have access to it. Of course it does come with a small fee. A fee which I assure you would not put a dent in your finances."

Harriet looked surprised at this. This definitely beats carrying sacks of coin all over Diagon Alley like Harry did long ago.

"Thank you for this information, Bankrat," she exclaimed bowing low to him in thanks. "And yes, having such an item would be wonderful if you can have one ready for me. Also thank you for taking the time to help me even though it is already late. It was truly a pleasure to have met you all. I shall take my leave now."

Ragnok smiled once more to her. "The pleasure was mine, Harriet. While we may not see each other often, I do hope to see you soon. Till then, I wish you luck."

Harriet left Ragnok's office but not before setting up a time to meet up with Granrod and Bankrat later in the following morning.

When she left the building, she realized that night had fallen and the street lights lit the path for her back to the Leaky Cauldron. When she passed through the archway, she looked around the pub noticing that quite a few people were taking their meals here and taking a drink before heading off. At the bar she noticed Tom helping some wizards who were sitting at the bar. She walked up to the bar and caught his attention.

"Oh, I know you." Tom stated causing Harriet to fear if her identity was already blown.

"You are that girl who passed through here a little earlier."

Harriet relaxed a bit and nodded.

"Excuse me, sir. I was wondering if I may speak with you in private for a bit," she asked.

Tom nodded and motioned her to a corner seat away from the others. She requested a more private area and he took her to one of the back rooms and indicated for her to take a seat in one of the chairs as he took another.

"What can I do for you, miss?" Tom asked.

"Jade, sir." she promptly replied reaching out to shake his hand. "I was wondering if I would be able to rent one of the rooms till the end of summer.

Tom leaned back and looked at her with a suspicious expression.

"Not sure if a little girl like you should be wondering about all alone without your parents or guardian."

"You see sir, I recently went to Gringotts and found I was just recently emancipated."

"Emancipated?" Tom nearly shouted in shock. "But you look like you are just a First Year! What happened to your parents, child?"

"Unfortunately, they passed on a while ago and I now have some confliction and issues that is House business that needs to be sorted. I believe that may take a while and since I am here, I thought it may be a great idea to also take my time shopping for my school supplies," she replied.

"Also, I just want to find a nice quiet place to relax at and my home is not available at the moment due to this recent change. Money at the moment is not an issue as well, sir."

Well it was true, she really did not want to even spend a night with the Dursleys, her list of guardians are either hard to reach or unable to be reached at the moment, and she is not sure if there is any place that she owns that she can spend the night yet.

Tom studied her carefully for a moment, his suspicions fading away as his expression softened. He named a figure for one Galleon to rent a room until the end of summer. At first Harriet insisted on paying more, but when Tom refused to budge, she agreed and paid for the room upfront thanking him profusely. They got up and led her upstairs to one of the rooms. When he opened the door, he showed Harriet a small room with a comfy looking bed in the center and a few drawers and wardrobes lining around the wall. Walking in, she noticed there was a full bathroom on one side. She nodded in satisfaction to Tom who merely grunted and walked off.

"Breakfast starts at six if you are interested," He called.

"Thank you, Tom," she called back and closed the door.

Harriet got out her clothing and climbed into the bathtub and took a nice bath. After soaking in the tub and relaxing for a while, she scrubbed herself clean and quickly dried herself. She looked at her clothing and decided to at least wash them and hang them to dry in the bathroom overnight as she had no other clothing. She scrubbed at her clothing, removing much of the dirt and wrung them out to dry. Once done, she felt her stomach grumbling a bit. While she forgot to eat, her body demanded sleep more right then. Not to mention she was currently stark naked as she left her only clothing to dry. So, she dutifully dragged herself to the bed and got under the covers.

While this may have not been what she may have expected, she was going to find a way to get through all this. After all, as she did do a lot of things as, Harry Potter, the Boy-Who-Lived. So this should be easy right? Harriet slowly began to drift off to sleep thinking what else she could expect in her new confusing life as a girl. After all, while this past may be similar to her original past, there are too many changes that makes her worry if all will end up well. And so, she did her best to let her worries wash away as darkness overtook her.

Author's Note: Two things that I would like to address. First off, I do know that in some parts in the middle there is a back and forth in me using he and she. This is showing the change that is going on within Harriet as she gets the information. Also with the heritage test, I decided to have multiple types of heritage tests listed. The document that Harriet took for the heritage test lists not only the basic information and House relations, but have been designed to also turn into a family tree document as well. Hopefully that clears up any confusion with everyone. Also, as some might have figured, Evigila was the word that triggered memories for Harriet. I will admit, updates will not be consistent. Also, please feel free to read my other works if you want as you wait. I probably should add bad comedy to this as part of the genre.