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Chapter 2 - A God in Human Skin
A contingent of four Aurors along with Dumbledore floated along in silence as they approached the wizard prison Azkaban. The air chilled around them as the island came into sight.
Coming to the shore, one of the Aurors secured the boat they had ridden in. Wrapping is aura and magic around himself firmly, Dumbledore strode towards the island stronghold with four less than enthusiastic Aurors following.
Heading the Wardens office, Dumbledore presented himself and the guard on duty led them deep within the prisons belly where the high profile and heavily guarded prisoners were held.
Dementors around them made horrible rattling noises and the prisoners heckled and screamed at Dumbledore in some rather… colorful ways as they passed, causing one Auror to snicker quietly in his hand.
Finally, they made their way to stand in front of the cell they were looking for they weren't surprised to see the prisoner out cold in (what they assumed) to be a Dementor-induced faint.
"Open the door." Dumbledore said as he dug into his pocket for the shackles for containing the vampire's powers. Walking into the cell Dumbledore found something that made him almost grin evilly. The vampire barely looked fifteen; sixteen at the most.
Yes, this was perfect because he could hold her at Hogwarts as a student and have his little Griffin spies to watch her. He only had to tell the sorting hat to put her in Gryffindor. With a blaring twinkle in his eyes, he put the shackles on the vampiress and watched as they disappeared, hidden by the invisibility runes he and McGonagall had etched into them.
Raising his wand, Dumbledore sent a shock into the shackles awakening his newest pet project. The redhead's eyes jolted open and she glared at the man in front of her.
"Good morning Ms. Palmira. I am Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry." Dumbledore said with a grandfatherly look.
She bared her teeth at him showing sharp fangs. "Is that supposed to impress me?" She asked angrily as she felt the shackles on her wrists and slowly started to manipulate them. "Release me; you have no right to put shackles on me."
"Ah but my dear" She growled as he called her that. "I have every right to do so because animals such as you have no rights in the wizarding world."
Before she could protest and show her anger about him calling her an animal, Dumbledore finished his statement.
"Come Ms. Palmira, we must be going we have to get you settled at Hogwarts where you will be staying" Rachel blinked as she thought this over. Not only could she have these shackles disabled in about five seconds if she tried, she could find Harry if she went to Hogwarts and be able to retrieve a few things that she had let in the infamous school in her past life including her pet basilisk that Salazar had promised to take care of in that 'Chamber' of his, Perinea.
She stood up and marched out of the prison cell she had spent most of her life in.
Four days later, Harry grunted as he finished his thousandth sit-up. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and closed his eyes. Just like Malik had said, on his 16th birthday, yesterday, a rush of memories came to him at 12:00 midnight causing him to pass out.
Harry grinned as he remembered he would never have to have Snape's stupid Occlumency lessons ever…ever. The new memories he possessed not only told him how to guard his mind so not even Lemon Pusher could get in his mind, but it showed him a woman. She has bright jewel blue eyes and flaming red hair that fell to her hips.
"Rainee" He said out loud seeing how here name felt on his tongue. He smiled and felt a sudden yearning for… something.
He looked down at himself and frowned. He hated these clothes and this whole abused-boy look he had going on. Harry then got on his feet and decided to test out his new god powers.
Waving his hands his appearance began to change; his eyes became hazel in color and his hair sandy brown giving him a non-flashy look. His crappy hand-me-downs became a nice new black robe as he would be going to Gringotts to get some money out of his account.
He conjured a mirror and surveyed himself with a grin. Harry nodded to himself before banishing the mirror and disappearing from Number 4.
Harry reappeared in the bustling street of Diagon Alley. Everyone seemed not to give a damn about Voldemort or his parade of losers and self-centered bastards.
His lip curled up in agitation because he knew that the reason these people felt so secure in their little lives is because they like everyone else expected Harry to pull some miracle out of his ass and save them.
Shaking his head he turned and walked into Gringotts and right up to the first goblin he saw.
"Excuse me," He said politely. The goblin sneered up at the boy; yet another wizard boy wanting to put his little piggy bank into an account.
"Yes?" the goblin said coldly.
"I would like to speak to the highest goblin in this bank about my account and vault numbers 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, and 7." Harry stated in gobbledygook.
After the goblin stopped gaping at the boy for a moment he bowed and said "Yes, right this way. Follow me."
Harry and the goblin walk off to a non-obscuring door that Harry had never given a glance to before. They proceeded to walk down a long hallway until they came upon a giant pair of steel doors with golden writing engraved in it.
Stepping inside after knocking briefly the goblin spoke up to the old looking goblin who sat behind a cherry oak desk staring curiously at them.
"Fornok, this human wishes to address you about vaults 1-7."
The Elder goblin's eyes narrowed at this. "Yes, come in Mr.…?"
"You can call me Harry Mr. Fornok." Harry said as the goblin who accompanied him here left out closing the door behind him.
"Well Harry," Fornok said with a cold smile "What can I do for you."
"Well…" Harry said removing the glamor he had on before sitting forward with a serious expression on his face, "I want access to all the accounts that are rightfully mine, if Dumbledore has been dipping into my trust vault and if he has access to the Potter and Black family accounts."
"Those vaults have some very valuable artifacts and mounds of gold in them. Why should I tell you anything, Harry?" The goblin said all of this very matter of fact.
"Well, I have proof here that stated that I am emancipated and have complete access to all Potter and Black vaults."
Harry pulled out Sirius' will that he had sent Harry the night he had died, right before he left Grimmauld place. Harry had received the will two days later that said he was an adult and that Lemon Pusher had no more rights to his vaults (which pissed him off that the old git had been skimming money from his account for years).
"I also know that Dumbledore has been taking money illegally from my vault because no one had appointed him my guardian and he was at fault for putting me with my mother's sister because my mothers will (1) (which by the way I was supposed to see my 11th birthday and never shown for some reason) states that I was never to be in my maternal Aunt's care." Harry finished his tirade with a very smug look on his face.
The head goblin was fairly shaking with anger, not only had one of the bank's wealthiest clients had money taken unknowingly and illegally but his bank had been getting cheated.
"May I ask how much money the old Lemon drop pusher has been stealing from my vaults?" Harry asked the seething goblin. Fornok nodded and pushed a button and told the person on the other end of the line to bring up the Potter and Black account folders.
After a few minutes of sitting in silence and Harry rubbing on his new tattoo, he had received the day he got his memories back of a Sword and a two daggers crossing on his arm.
"Ah here we go, the file says a one Mr. A. Dumbledore took exactly 14.5 million galleons from the Potter, Harry Trust fund over the span of 14 years to fund an organization name 'The Order' and is currently in illegal possession of the Black family home, named Grimmauld place, no address given."
(It's illegal because Harry is head of the Black family as he is Sirius' heir and Harry never gave Dumbledore permission to be in the house.)
"Is it possible to get all this money back?" Harry asked a bit upset that Dumbledore had the balls to use his money to fund the Order and (in Harry's mind) his secret porn stash.
"Of course it is Harry," Fornok said simply "I can suspend the Dumbledore Accounts until all the money is paid back. With the interest of course," he said grinning smugly. "The money transfer shouldn't take more than four hours at most."
Harry nodded at this.
"Now for the first seven vaults; the only way to access them is to be able to cross the blood wards surrounding them. The consequences if you don't pass are… not pleasant." Fornok said grinning unpleasantly.
"Lead the way Fornok." Harry said with a confident smirk.
1- Sirius' will state that Harry's parents had left him a will to look at and apparently he was very pissed to find out that Dumbledore hadn't so much as mentioned it to Harry
