"Open you eyes, Ragnok." Amusement warmed Harry's voice.

Ragnok's eyes flicked open at the sound of a child's voice. He'd spent, what as for him, the last few hours watching Harry Potter grow into an adult and this child version was a little disconcerting.

"Harry?" He asked, eyeing the small child.

"Yeah." The child's nose scrunched in distaste.

"Ah. So where would you like us to start? A new identity or dealing with the Horcruxes?"

"Um… I think I need a little more input, Ragnok, a little more information. I'm gonna go out on a limb here and suggest we get a couple more wizards in."

"Who did you have in mind?"

"Minerva McGonagall, definitely. After that… maybe Severus Snape?"

"Tell me what you know of both of them, Harry."

"Minerva Isobel McGonagall. Born 1935, educated at Hogwarts, was a prefect and quidditch chaser for Gryffindor. Never married. Worked for the DMLE until '56 when she took over the Transfiguration post at Hogwarts. Made Head of House for Gryffindor sometime after '59. Accompanied Dumbledore when he left me on the Dursley's doorstep late at night on the 1st of November, '81, argued with him over the decision, but was overruled. Fiercely protective of her Lions and later of all the students of Hogwarts. Was made headmistress in '98, after Battle of Hogwarts, still there when I turned 25."

Goblins heads were nodding in understanding.

"And Snape?"

"Severus Tobias Snape. Born January '60. Grew up in Cokeworth, good friends with Lily Evans until an incident in their 5th year. Attended Hogwarts from '71-78, sorted into Slytherin. At odds with James Potter, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin and Peter Pettigrew, also known as the Marauders. Was almost attacked by Lupin in werewolf form, after having been tipped off, on how to follow Lupin, by Black, was subsequently rescued by Potter. Dumbledore swore Snape to secrecy in regards to Lupin's condition. Black was not chastised in any way for the incident that almost killed him, further increasing his dislike of the Marauders. Associates with Rosier, Wilkes, Malfoy and Regulus Black. Joined Voldemort's Death-Eaters in '79. Overheard a prophecy in '80 and told Voldemort. Later discovered it meant Lily Evans, now Potter and her family. Begged Voldemort to spare her, Voldemort agreed, but Snape doubted his sincerity. Went to Dumbledore and begged him to protect Lily and her family. Dumbledore agreed, but did nothing other than to Fidelius charm their house. Was on the scene within seconds of Voldemort's attack, had decided that his feud with Potter was less important than Lily's survival and was there to tell the Potters that Voldemort was going to target them. He was too late. He sat on the floor of the nursery holding Lily's dead body until he heard the arrival of Sirius Black. Is a spy for Dumbledore against Voldemort's Death-Eaters, due to a vow Dumbledore guilted him into giving, a vow to protect Lily's son, me. Completed his Potions Mastery in August of '85, took up the post of potions master at Hogwarts, for the start of the '85-86 school year. In '87 became Head of House for Slytherin, remained that until June '97 and the staged death of Dumbledore. Clarifying… Dumbledore did die at the wand of Snape, but at Dumbledore's request, Dumbledore was cursed by one of Voldemort's Horcruxes and was dying, he used this knowledge to have Snape's position, in Voldemort's army, cemented. The following school year, Voldemort controlled the ministry and had Snape placed as headmaster with Alecto and Amycus Carrow to assist in controlling the students. Snape did what he could to minimise the Carrows' damage to the students, but was only minimally successful. During the Battle of Hogwarts Voldemort had his snake, his 7th Horcruxe made in '95, attack Snape, leaving him to die. I was with him when he died, he gave me his memories and begged me to take them to a pensieve, which I did. Dumbledore had set me up to die and Snape was his unfortunate messenger. I managed, with the assistance of his memories to get Snape's name cleared and his portrait placed in the headmaster's office."

"You know far more about Snape than you do about McGonagall. Why?" Ragnok asked.

"I was never given the opportunity to enter McGonagall's mind. Snape knew he was dying and gave me everything he could, anything that could help me defeat Voldemort. Plus I had the dubious honour of having him try and teach me occlumency. It wasn't until after his death that his private journals were found and many more details came to light."

Before Harry could continue, his small body rioted against him, his stomach growled and cramped in hunger.

"We can pause, here. Bogrod, request both McGonagall and Snape's immediate presence and send for a meal, light soup, bread and some fruit. And send Tumrok in." he turned back to Harry. "Food's coming, Harry, won't be long. Now, your memory said there's a Horcruxe here in the bank. Where?"

"Bellatrix Lestrange's vault, back left corner, high up in a small niche. It's a cup, small-ish, gold with a badger running through wheat stalks. Two handles, it's about 6 inches tall."

"Good." Ragnok hummed. "I'll have Tumrok fetch it, then once you've eaten, we'll get the soul-shards removed from both that and you."

The pair sat quietly, discussing the Potter Estate, until Bogrod returned with a trolley of food and a new goblin, each mentally listing things that they felt important. Ragnok directed the new goblin, Harry assumed him to be Tumrok, to retrieve the Horcruxe cup from the Lestrange vault.

"I thought, director it might be wise to bring more than needed, Mr Potter's current body is small and weakened by damage. If he plans on undergoing cleansing and aging rituals, he'll need to be in better health than he is right now." Bogrod said on entering the office, again.

"Hmm… that is true." Ragnok mused.

"I'd also recommend a healer's assessment, who knows what sort of damage you might actually have, Harry." Bogrod suggested.

"Again, a sound idea. Harry? What are your thoughts on that?" Ragnok agreed.

"I dislike healers, but I also see the need for a full health assessment." Harry sighed.

For the next 30 minutes, nothing was discussed as the three ate. Harry was sticking to soups and some fruit, he wasn't going to risk overeating and being sick as a result. He nibbled on a piece of cheese as the two goblins enjoyed the repast. Just as Ragnok was wiping his lips, there was a tapping at the office door.

"Come." He spoke just loud enough to be heard in the hallway.

Blordak entered and bowed to Ragnok. "Sire, Professor Minerva McGonagall and Potioneer Severus Snape, have arrived as per your request."

"Thank you, Blordak, show them in, please." Ragnok replied.

"Yes, sire. One minute, please." Blordak left the office and returned less than a minute later, with a witch and a wizard following him. "Sire, Manager, sir." He nodded to each person as he spoke. "I present Professor Minerva McGonagall, Deputy Headmistress and Severus Snape, Potioneer's Apprentice. Madam, sir, Manager Bogrod is seated on the far end of the desk, Mr Henrick Potter is opposite him and there are seats for you opposite Ragnok, Director of Gringotts." Blordak lead the two newcomers to their seats.

"Potter?" Snape sneered.

"Indeed, Mr Snape. Harry, how would you like to start this?" Ragnok smirked.

"Severus Snape, I know you are an accomplished Occlumens and also Legilimens."

"I am."

"Good. Professor? How good is your legilimency?" Harry asked McGonagall.

"Reasonable."

"Good. I have something that both of you should see, but it's far easier to show you in my mindscape than in a pensieve. Mr Snape, you first. Legilimens me, please."

"No. It's illegal to use legilimency on a child." McGonagall cut in.

"I am aware. I am also aware that technically, I am not a child." Harry replied.

"What? How?" McGonagall asked.

"Snape? Please?"

Severus Snape studied the child seated beside McGonagall, he was a lot smaller than expected for a 5yr old and faded bruises were visible on his arms and even one on his face.

"Legilimens." Snape snapped.

McGonagall groaned at the word. If word of Snapes' actions got out, his future was over.

One minute passed. Two minutes passed. Three minutes passed. Four minutes passed. As the clock tick over to five minutes, Severus Snape opened his eyes. Horror and anger were written all over his face.

"Professor McGonagall?" He said.

"Mr Snape?"

"Do it. This is no child, for all that he's trapped in a child's body. Do it!" He snarled.

McGonagall's jaw fell, getting a Slytherin of Snape's reputation to react as he did, was almost impossible. Whatever he'd seen had affected him, greatly. Minerva sighed and once she had eye contact with the child, she spoke.

"Legilimens." She whispered, reluctantly.

She was gasping as she opened her eyes, minutes later, anger twisting her face.

"I'll turn him into a frog, a maggot, a…"

"Easy there, professor." Harry grinned. "Why don't we just ruin him, instead?"

"Ruin him?" Snape asked.

"How?" McGonagall frowned.

"He's a control OCD. Take away that control?"

"OCD?" McGonagall asked.

"Obsessive Compulsive Disorder." Snape explained. "It's a muggle term. A general definition is that someone has thoughts, feelings or sensations that cause them to act or behave in a particular manner, some to try to engage others in their behaviours and to alter their environment to cater to those thoughts, feelings or sensations."

"And you believe Albus has this… disorder?" McGonagall inquired.

"I do." Harry nodded. "I spoke with you, Filius Flitwick, Poppy Pomfrey, Pomona Sprout, Griselda Marchbanks, Horace Slughorn and Aberforth Dumbledore. Between us, we determined that Dumbledore had to suffer from something like OCD with control issues. Aberforth believes that it may started with their sister Ariana, her magic was fractured after being attacked by a group of muggle boys. Madam Marchbanks added that his failure to recognise that his lover, Gellert Grindewald, was only using him for ideas, information and practice, would have exacerbated the matter. Horace feels that Tom Riddle turning to Dark magic could have caused Dumbledore to snap and become obsessed with keeping control of his world, the Wizarding world. The 'need to control' comes from Ariana and while not he wouldn't rationalise it this way, we believe that Dumbledore likely felt that if he'd been able to control the Wizarding world, muggles would not have seen Ariana as a joke or a toy and so would not have attacked her, causing her magical core to fracture. Again, if he'd controlled the Wizarding world, Grindewald wouldn't have felt the need use Dumbledore, instead he would have shared his power, his control, willingly and this is where the phrase 'for the Greater Good', comes from. As for Tom? If Dumbledore had control, Tom would have had his magic bound and been left to live as a muggle, as would all wizards or witches who show Dark leanings."

"But why? Dark is not evil." Snape didn't really understand.

"Mostly because he see's Dark as uncontrollable. Ariana was Dark-inclined, as was Grindewald and Riddle. In his mind it makes sense. If he can't convert them to Light, he'd prefer to bind their magic and let them live as muggles."

"Oh my. How do we stop him? He's headmaster of Hogwarts, there's literally hundreds of children under his control." McGonagall was horrified.

"Well, the good news is, in '85 he's only headmaster. In '88 he becomes Chief Warlock for the Wizengamot and in '89, he's offered the position of Supreme Mugwump. These three positions give him almost total control of the world's entire wizarding population."

"Oh, Merlin." Snape whispered.

"So, what are your plans?" McGonagall wanted to know.

"The very first thing we need to do is to remove the threat of Voldemort, permanently. Then I'd suggest, pushing Dumbledore into saying something about Voldemort being dead and how he'll return. Get a few people, maybe the chairman of the Board of Governors, the Minister for Magic and the Head Healer from St Mungo's, in a position to overhear him, get them to check his mental stability. Use that to get him remanded into care."

"Is that possible?"

"I have memories, that show him putting a child, deliberately, into a life-threatening position, and not just once, but multiple times."

"You?" McGonagall asked.

"Me, Sirius Black, Tom Riddle, Remus Lupin, Regulus Black, Cedric Diggory, Fleur Delacour, Viktor Krumm, Hermione Granger, Ronald Weasley, Neville Longbottom, Draco Malfoy, Rubeus Hagrid, Myrtle Warren, Severus Snape, Andromeda Black, Theodore Tonks, Bartemius Crouch Jnr, Ginevra Weasley, the entire school on more than one occasion and two school Houses on another." Harry recited the list of names, bluntly and dispassionately.

"What?!" McGonagall screeched.

"When? How?" Snape demanded.

"The Black brothers, Tom, Neville, Draco, Severus, Bartemius and myself were returned to violent or abusive homes, time and time again, even after requesting, begging not to be. Cedric, Fleur, Viktor and myself were entered into the Tri-wizard Tournament in '94… as you are aware, the tournament was discontinued before 1800, due to the death toll connected to it. Ronald, Draco and myself were sent into the Forbidden Forest, at night, in our first year, searching for something that was killing unicorns, with only one adult to accompany us. Hagrid still has the remains of his wand, it's broken and is unstable. Andromeda and Theodore were encouraged to elope, defying both families, causing Lord Black to disown Andromeda, but not remove the family magics as her parents wanted. Myrtle and the school were in danger because Dumbledore let the wards lapse, allowing a basilisk to gain access to the castle itself, twice, once in '43, Myrtle died as a result and again in the '92-93 school year, 4 students, one ghost and Filch's cat, Mrs Norris were petrified, before the cause was found. Dumbledore stored a number of dangerous items in the school, including but not limited to, the philosopher's stone, the mirror of Erised, a life-size battle-chess set and a Cerberus. Ginevra was possessed by a Horcruxe-diary that she was tricked into taking, by Lucius Malfoy. Hufflepuff and Slytherin Houses were directed by Dumbledore to return to their common rooms when he was alerted, by a Voldemort-possessed professor, of a troll in the dungeons. Both Houses' common rooms are accessed via the dungeons. Dumbledore allowed a half-giant with less than three years formal education, to be a professor. Hagrid had no understanding, that what was safe for him was still dangerous for students, injuries were a common occurrence in Care of Magical Creatures. And last but not least, Sirius Black is in Azkaban for betraying my parents, murdering 12 muggles and Peter Pettigrew. However… Pettigrew was the secret keeper, which Dumbledore was aware of, as he'd cast the Fidelius charm, also Pettigrew is still very much alive, living as a pet rat with the Weasley family. Sirius has received no trial and Dumbledore will make no effort, ever, to see that he gets one." Harry told them.

Both McGonagall and Snape just gaped at him.

"So, as you can see there is a history of neglect, of risking lives and failure to protect. Not to mention the out and out favouritism, he shows to Gryffindor. I think we can use that, don't you?" Harry's wicked grin looked decidedly out of place on a child's face.

McGonagall and Snape shared a long speaking look, before Snape sighed and nodded.

"Mr Potter, I will assist you in acquiring the Horcruxes, while Professor McGonagall speaks to Minister Bagnold, Healer Poke and Mr Fawley." Snape was not exactly pleased to be working with James Potter's child.

"Not until Mr Potter has been seen by our healers, Mr Snape." Ragnok cut in.

"And I want that aging potion or ritual. I'm still not sure it's the best option, but I'll be damned if I'm going to risk Dumbledore getting a hold of me again." Harry added.

"Hmm…" Bogrod hummed.

"Something to say, Bogrod?" Ragnok asked.

"I… think so. Sire? Do you recall Metrina Costas?"

"Yes… I think… Oh. Well. Yes, that might work. Yes, indeed." Ragnok started as confused but surprise, then consideration and finally determination crossed his face.

"What?" Harry asked, reaching for a peach.

"You might want to leave that for a bit." Ragnok nodded to the peach. "Bogrod reminded me of a witch that wanted to leave the Wizarding world and live as a muggle, mostly due to familial abuse. Metrina Costas was the name she choose to use."

"And?" Harry twitched his head at Ragnok, quizzically.

"She created a dummy body, that was completely and utterly hers, to leave behind, so that she would be declared dead. She came to us, to Gringotts, to have it made, it used blood, bone, muscle, sweat, tears, hair and nails from the donor. These are added to a golem, giving the golem the magical signature and blood identity of the donor. Once the golem is suffused with these, the life-supporting magic is cut off and the golem dies, but still retains the magical signature and blood identity of the donor. Any test that wizarding healers can do, only confirms that identity."

"Right…" Harry said. "And?"

"And used in conjunction with one of the options I suggested earlier…?" Ragnok smirked.

"The multi-blood adoption?" Harry nodded in thought. "Can you do it? How soon can you do it?"

"We have the notes relating to the Costas transaction and can refer to them. But before any of that, you must be seen by a healer and have an identity test. With your permission, Bogrod will get started on preparations for the golem and the transfer. Now, what of the Potter Estate?"

"Does Dumbledore have any idea what's actually entailed to the estate?"

"No, Mr Potter, he doesn't. He came asking for details, but as he'd had the wills sealed, we were able to deny him, on grounds that he had no proof of authority on the Estate. He may have a vague idea, from speaking with your parents, but will know very little for certain."

"Good. Once the identity test is done, let's see about moving as much as we can away from the Estate, prior to my 'death'. Don't you agree?"

"I do. I'll get the requirements for the identity test and request a healer, while Bogrod see's to the golem and preparation for the rituals that may be needed. Yes?"

"Thank you Ragnok." Harry nodded.

"I'll follow you and Master Bogrod, if I may, Director? I need to go and speak to a few people, if we're going to remove Albus from Hogwarts." McGonagall commented.

"Certainly. Mr Snape?"

"I'll stay with Potter, I have a few questions for him."

"Of course. Shan't be long." Ragnok nodded to the two wizards and gestured to McGonagall and Bogrod to follow him and left the office.

"Snape?"

"Your plans are… not what I'd expect from a Gryffindor, Potter."

"Nope. More Slytherin, aren't they?"

"Very."

"Quite probably why the Sorting Hat wanted me in Slytherin."

"Quite probably. How will you destroy the Horcruxes? Do you know?"

"Yep." Harry popped the 'P'. "Once the goblins transfer them from their original containers, there are three options. Basilisk venom, Fiendfyre or the Killing Curse."

"The Killing Curse?"

"Yes."

"Have you ever used it?" Snape was not sure how to ask if Harry had killed anyone.

"Once. In my Auror duties… A muggle victim of Death-Eaters, she was dying and the healers could do nothing, muggles don't respond to most potions or healing charms." Harry whispered. "She was only a baby, a little girl less than a year old."

"Oh, Merlin." Snape whispered.

"She was suffering, Snape, and the healers demanded she be given mercy." Harry's 5yr old body struggled to cope with the influx of emotions.

"What did you mean by 'Multi-Blood Adoption'? It's not a term I've heard before." Snape decided to change the subject and lighten the atmosphere in the office.

"Ah. Ragnok suggested it, actually. What is, is like a basic Blood Adoption, but with multiple blood donors, to the point that the Adoption blood overrides my birth blood. It's also called a 'Masking Adoption'. I did think about a repudiation, but to do that I would have to claim Head of House and that would alert Dumbledore. So, I crossed it off my list of possible options."

"Understandable."

"The longer we keep him in the dark, the better." Both men nodded.

"I most definitely agree with that. The Horcruxes? Do you know which you'll be using to destroy them?"

"Hmm.. I'm thinking… more than likely fiendfyre. Put the Horcruxes under a containment shield before casting… let it run itself out of fuel and oxygen before dousing it."

Snape nodded. "That might work. Will you do them all at once or one at a time?"

"No idea, yet. I'll talk to Ragnok, Gringotts knows more about Horcruxes than I do."

"I wouldn't be surprised at Gringotts' knowledge about anything." Snape nodded.

Ragnok entered the office, a tray of parchment and other paraphernalia in his hands.

"Alright, Harry, let's get the identity test out of the way before the healer turns up. I need you to prick a finger and let seven drops of blood fall into each phial, please." Ragnok handed over a silver knife and placed two crystal phials on the desk, one containing a light lime green liquid and the other was so pale, it was almost clear.

"Mr Potter? May I assist you?" Snape reached towards the knife without actually touching it.

"Please," he held a small hand. "I don't think these hands are capable of wielding that knife." Harry grimaced.

Snape held the knife securely and gestured for Harry's hand, taking it he pressed the tip of the blade into the soft pad of Harry's finger and held it over each phial, as blood dripped from the small finger.

"Thanks." Harry said when it was done. A wandless 'sana' and the small cut closed seamlessly.

"It should only take a few minutes, Harry. The identity test will only show who you and your parents are. The inheritance test will tell us of any titles, vaults or estates you stand to inherit. See, here's the identity test is already complete."

He handed the parchment to Harry.

HENRY JAMES POTTER-BLACK (31 July 1980 – )

Mother – Lillian Jasmine Evans (30 Jan 1960 – 31 Oct 1981)

Father – James Fleamont potter (27 Mar 1960 – 31 Oct 1981)

Father (Blood Adopted – 4 November 1980) – Sirius Orion Black (3 November 1959 – )

"The inheritance test could take as long as an hour to complete."

"Great. So, now what?"

"Now the healer checks you over. It's quick and painless, thank goodness." Ragnok answered as a tiny she-goblin marched into the office.

"My patient, Ragnok?"

"That would the younger wizard, Tinrilla."

"Will I need to add my assessment to a file?"

"No, we will be dealing with the entire situation, today." Ragnok replied.

"Very well. I'll need you to swallow one mouthful of this potion, please, but only one mouthful, understand? After it's absorbed into your body, the other half will write on this parchment and give me a list of your current injuries, charms, hexes, curses and bindings. As well as any damage left by previous ones." The little female spoke bluntly.

"Yes, ma'am." Harry agreed.

He reached out and took the small bottle, lifting it to his lips. It liquid felt like it was fizzing as moved through his system, frothing and almost tickling as it went.

"Tell me when the bubbling sensation stops, young master."

It took a few minutes before Harry nodded to Tinrilla. The little she-goblin then placed the parchment in a shallow tray and poured the remains of the potion onto the parchment. They watched as the potion was absorbed by the parchment and then slowly words began to appear.

"What would you like me to do with this, now, Director?" The goblin healer asked.

"Just leave it there, please, Tinrilla. We'll be dealing with a number of issues a little later, Bogrod is seeing to preparations as we speak." Ragnok informed her.

"As you wish, Director." She bowed and left the room.

"Ah, finished. Lady Magic must like you, Harry, this usually takes a while. Let's see what we have to work with, shall we?" Ragnok picked up the parchment as he spoke and laid it out where the three of them could see and read it.

HENRICK JAMES POTTER-BLACK (31 July 1980 – )

Mother – Lillian Jasmine Evans (30 Jan 1960 – 31 Oct 1981)

Father – James Fleamont potter (27 Mar 1960 – 31 Oct 1981)

Father (Blood Adopted – 4 November 1980) – Sirius Orion Black (3 November 1959 – )

TITLES –

Potter (birth – father)

Black – heir (Blood adoption – Father)

Peverell (birth – father)

Slytherin (conquest – T M Riddle)

Gryffindor (Magic – Valour, Courage, Sacrifice)

Braxton (bequest)

Harrington (bequest)

Winterbourne (bequest)

VAULTS –

241 – Gryffindor. ʛalleons, sickles, knuts, books, artefacts, portraits, jewellery

244 – Slytherin . ʛalleons, sickles, knuts, books, artefacts, portraits, jewellery

592 – Peverell. ʛalleons, books artefacts, jewellery

625 – Potter. ʛalleons, sickles, knuts, books, artefacts, portraits, jewellery, property

687 – Trust. ʛalleons, sickles, knuts, books, letters

1979 – Assigned Multi-Bequest vault. ʛalleons, sickles, knuts, books, artefacts, portraits, jewellery, property

BEQUESTS

Abbey - ʛ1000

Abraham - ʛ1000

Acton - ʛ500

Adams - ʛ5000

Appleton – ʛ10000

Barclay - ʛ100

Beckwith - ʛ47192, δ1458, κ6107, 4019 books, 712 artefacts, 37 portraits, 1 house, 7921 pieces jewellery

The list went on for two full pages.

"Well… that's pretty much what I remember. Not all of it, of course. A lot of people added me to their estates after I began to attend Hogwarts. And even more after the Battle of Hogwarts." Harry sighed.

Snape blinked at the disheartened reaction to being left hundreds of thousands of ʛalleons.

"What do you plan to do with all this?" He asked.

"Ragnok? If I claim some of the titles, now… not all of them, but some. How does that effect things?"

"This is an inheritance test, Harry, we have three types of Identification Tests, Identity, Inheritance and Proprietary. This test tells us what you stand to inherit, not what you have already claimed. No wizard can request a proprietary test on anyone other than themselves. Only Gringotts can offer a proprietary test."

"If I claim some of these, then do the aging and the adoptions, I still keep these? Because I've already claimed them?"

"Yes. Anything you don't claim will remain un-claimable, as Harry Potter will no longer exist." Ragnok replied.

"Right, right. Okay… I'll leave Potter and Black titles and claim the others. As for the bequests? Consolidate all the purely financial ones. And… How many left houses?"

"Not including those blood-inherited? 4. Beckwith, Braxton, Harrington and Winterbourne." The answer was promptly given.

"Right. I'll… um, I'll leave the Beckwith estate unclaimed, maybe? That should give me a solid enough financial base to be going on with."

"Indeed, Mr Potter. Are you not claiming your trust vault?" Snape asked.

"Nope. Don't want Dumbledore, who by-the-way declared himself me guardian illegally, to be alerted that the vault has been accessed."

"But the letters?"

"I know what they say, I've committed them to my memory library. I don't need to risk Dumbledore, just to re-read them."

Severus looked thoughtful, but eventually nodded.

"But what if there are letters for other people?" Ragnok asked.

Harry grinned and shook his head. "You forget, Ragnok. I've been through the vaults before, I know who the letters are to. Me, Sirius, Alice Longbottom and Amelia Bones. And once my golem is declared dead… those letters, along with the rest of my inheritance, will be parcelled out as per my parents Wills. Regardless of whether or not Dumbledore has sealed them, without an heir, the last living descendants' Wills are activated, automatically, it's the law and nothing Dumbledore does can change that. And I remember what my parents wanted. Cash and houses for Sirius and Remus, not Pettigrew – they already knew he was a Voldy-follower. Cash for the Longbottom's, Severus, Benjy Fenwick, Emmeline Vance and the Prewitt Twins, or if they died, there were other criteria involved. All the Marauder's stuff for Sirius and Remus, of course. Nothing, nothing at all was left to Dumbledore, if they died while under the Fidelius charm."

Ragnok and Snape all looked confused at that information.

"Not Dumbledore? Why not?" Ragnok asked, frowning.

"They didn't trust him. He was the one to cast the Fidelius Charm and they all knew that Pettigrew was a Death-Eater, Dumbledore stated that he would transfer the Secret from Pettigrew to Sirius, but as of the morning of the attack, when their latest Wills were filed, they knew that the transfer hadn't happened."

"How? How would they know?" Ragnok questioned.

"James and Sirius were in training as Aurors, Ragnok. Fidelius Charms and their side effects, were a part of that training. When a Fidelius Charm Secret is transferred from one person to another, the new Secret-Keeper has to confirm the Secret with those already in the know. Dumbledore stated that he would transfer the Secret to Sirius, but as they still knew about the place, they knew the Secret hadn't been transferred."

Snape frowned. "Dumbledore knew Pettigrew was Dark and didn't transfer the Secret? Is that what you're saying?" His voice was calm, quiet and lethally angry.

"Yes." Harry replied.

"Dieser abschaum saugt, schleimige seelenlose... Schnecke!" Severus snarled viciously.

"Pretty much." Harry agreed, his lips twisted in disgust.

"Potter… Harry. I will work with you to bring him down, someone like that cannot be left in control of children." Snape corrected himself, before offering his assistance.

"Thank you… May I call you Severus?"

"Do. What is first?" He nodded.

"First? Gringotts are going to make that golem, get it ready to go. Take the samples needed for the golem to 'live'. Then we'll get blood donations from enough people that a new identity is legally and magically created for me. Me, not the golem, because as I understand it, the golem is what I was at that particular time, not what I will become after it was made, it doesn't change with me, unless I give it new blood. Then the aging ritual, I've had enough of being 5yrs old. Screw that." Harry said.

"That's all well and good, Harry, but before any of that happens, you have to decide what you're claiming and we have to get the blood donations and decide who's going to be listed as your last adopted parents." Ragnok cut in, just as Bogrod entered the office, again.

"And you'll also have to decide what to do about your education, are we to have you listed as home schooled? Or educated overseas? If overseas, where and will you need an accent?" Bogrod added as he sat down, beside Ragnok.

Harry hummed in thought for a few minutes. "Right, ah… Ragnok…? Can I claim only part of a specific bequest?"

"I'm… I'm not sure I understand?"

"I want to claim every book, wand and piece of jewellery. But not necessarily all of the gold. Have to leave some for not-Harry, many people would know of others, possibly even family members, that left bequests."

"Ah… We… we could smudge the details a little." Ragnok gave a Machiavellian smirk.

Harry frowned in consideration and tilted his head. "In what way?"

"Instead of claiming everything, you can claim part of everything. For example, 50% of all gold left to you from all bequests. All wands, all jewellery, all books, all houses left as part of those bequests. Then claim the titles you want. That would leave every bequest still on file, just a smaller part of them, should anyone investigate. And as you are the legitimate heir, we of Gringotts would have no hesitation in facilitating your requests."

By the time Ragnok had finished, he was faced with a grinning child, a wizard shaking his head in amusement and a goblin ready to thump his head against the table.

"You, Ragnok are… I can see why you are the head of Gringotts' London branch. You have an evil mind, I do hope you never turn it on me." Harry's grin was firmly fixed in place. "Alright, let's do this."

"Let's." Ragnok pulled out a quill that glittered with magic.

"From all non-blood bequests, I want 80% of the finances, the books, and the jewellery. All the wands and all the properties. From the blood bequests, I want all the wands. A copy of all the books. 50% of the Potter jeweller, specifically all pieces that belonged to Lily Jasmine Potter nee Evans, James Potter's invisibility cloak and the Maruader's map. That you'll find in Caretaker Filch's confiscated items collection, at Hogwarts. From the Black Estate I want only two things, the house-elf Kreacher and the locket, Kreacher knows which locket I mean, tell him to bring it with him and anything else he wants to keep. Anything I've forgotten? Severus? Ragnok? Bogrod? Any suggestions?"

Ragnok tipped his head from one side to the other, as he thought. "ʛalleons, wands, books, jewellery, property and personal items? The only thing I might suggest is… your parents' portraits. They had them done less than a week before their deaths and are stored here."

"Yeah." Harry's voice trembled slightly. "That'd be good. Anything else?"

The three other beings exchanged glances and each shook their heads.

"Alright. Do it, Ragnok. Set three new vaults, one for the majority of the ʛalleons, a second for the books, wands and jewellery. The third will be my 'spending' vault, I want it linked to a payment signet-ring and to a money pouch, preferably something that requires my magical signature to open. I also want the properties cleaned and ready for inspection and habitation." Harry rattle off a list of requirements before pausing. "After the adoptions and my new name, I want a couple of house-elves. Depending on the size of each property, as to how many per property."

"And which titles?" Ragnok held the quill ready to write.

"I'm rethinking the need for the titles I chose earlier. I'm thinking, just Harrington, Peverell, Gryffindor and Slytherin. And everything attached to those titles. Any more and I'm going to be too bogged down to do anything other than be Lord Whatever-by-however-many-times." Harry muttered.

"Agreed, Harry." Severus nodded.

"Education?"

"Home-schooled. OWLs on record, can you get details in and misfiled? But only once the aging and adoption is done. I'll give you the details of my scores. Oh, and make an appointment for me to do my NEWTs at the ministry." Harry answered Bogrod's question.

"Very good, Harry. And the donors for the blood adoptions? Is there anyone you would prefer?" Ragnok made a note and looked up.

"Not really? Do you have a protocol for acquiring it?"

"We do, actually. We will randomly select people until we get 21 people willing to donate a sample, we explain to them that the intended recipient is a victim of abuse and neglect. And that the contract we use ensures that the recipient cannot claim any part of the donor's family estate in any way."

"Why 21?" Severus asked.

"Once there are 21 blood adoptions, our testing will register no birth parents, only the last four of the blood donors."

"Ah, I wondered, too. Go for it. You have at it, finding donors." Harry replied.

"Director? Do you need a set number of male and female donors? For the donors or for the final listed parents?" Severus put forward.

"No, just as long as we have the requisite number and a final four."

"Harry? Might I suggest asking Professor McGonagall to be one of the final four? She has no family and I know that there are times this causes her distress." Severus explained his suggestion.

"That…? I'd kinda like that. She was… I kinda saw her as family anyway, Thanks Severus." Harry smiled softly at the other man.

"At the very least, consult her, she may know of a few people willing to donate to the cause." Severus offered. "Not telling them anymore than you would have for any other donor, of course."

"Of course. Harry? Would you like me to see to that?" Ragnok asked.

"Please, Ragnok. Bogrod? Where are you at with the golem?" Harry turned to the second goblin.

"Ready to start when you are, Harry. The chamber is ready and the appropriate sized golem blank is waiting, along with all the required supplies for the dedicating, healing and aging rituals."

"Alright. Severus? You were one of the few people in my life that never did wrong by me, either by lying, deception or abuse. Would you… would you donate as a final four?"

"I'd be honoured, Harry, but I was thinking that maybe I could ask my mother to donate, that would make us siblings. But the decision is yours."

"Siblings, huh?" Harry looked at Severus. "You know that wherever they are, James and Lily are going to be screaming at us, for completely different reasons."

"Too bad." Severus smirked.

Harry snorted. "Yeah, too bad, brother." The two men shared a soft smile. "Will you stay with me while they harvest the stuff for the golem?"

"If I'm allowed, yes, of course."

"Unfortunately, gentlemen, I'm going to have to say 'no', to that." Ragnok interrupted, sombrely. "Harry will be in a sterile ritual room for the procedure and he will be unconscious for a few hours afterwards. I suggest that Mr Snape use this time to speak with his mother and get her consent . We will provide the contract and the phial she will need to fill."

Harry and Severus looked at each other and sighed. "He's probably right, Harry. I can get that done and be back before you wake." Severus sighed again.

"Yeah, alright. I'll see you soon. Bogrod? Let's do this, I'm getting hungry again." Harry muttered. "I'll be glad to be older again." Harry stood and waited for Bogrod to lead him from the room.

"Director? Might I ask? The aging ritual? Does that automatically age Harry to what he was when he accidentally travelled, or can he select an age?" Severus inquired.

"Ah. Well, it's a little bit of both. The ritual ages him by a selected number of days, how many has yet to be decided. Why do you ask?"

"If he's to be my brother, I would like it if we were close in age." Severus replied.

"He did say it was his 25th birthday and I understand that you were also 25 earlier this year. Correct?"

"Yes, Director."

"Is that close enough? We can make it that you share the same, registered, date of birth. If you were to gain a blood sample from your father… we are able to, to all intents and purposes, make the pair of you twins. That would require a full Blood Adoption from both of your parents and if they did, I'd suggest making Harry younger than you, by a few hours or even the next day. But the two of you can hash that out after the golem is up and going."

"We can. So, things are going according schedule, then?" Severus had a lot to think about.

"Indeed. Harry's stated his intent to claim and we'll have that completed before he enters the ritual room. The golem is ready, as soon as the samples are taken, they'll be processed into the golem. After that is the aging ritual and the adoptions. Then the finalising of the legal paperwork. We've retrieved a Horcruxe and are simply waiting on completing Harry's business, before it is destroyed. From there, it's out of Gringotts' hands, both the destruction of the Horcruxes and the confinement of Dumbledore. We will, however, provide whatever assistance we can, when we are asked, Mr Snape."

"Thank you, Director. I'd like two of the donor contracts, please. I will try to get my parents to give blood willingly for a full Blood Adoption, but failing that, I will endeavour to get donor samples. I an fairly confident that mother will consent to either, it's... father that could be an issue."

"I think Harry will be content with whichever way it goes, your offer enough to satisfy him. Like magic, it's all about intent." Ragnok pushed two pieces of parchment across the desk. "Now, Harry's not likely to regain consciousness in less than five hours. That gives you time to approach your parents and Minerva McGonagall, before he wakes." Ragnok stood and waited while Severus tucked the parchments away and rose to his feet.

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