Disclaimer: If none of this is in the 7th book then I don't own Harry Potter
I walked through the dark street headed for Gringotts. If I was going to change, I needed money first.
"Harry Potter?" I was greeted as I walked through the door.
"Griphook," I bowed politely.
"I believe we have some business to attend to. Follow me please," he said leading me towards his office.
"Is this about my inheritance?" I asked once we had sat down.
"Indeed. You are aware that you are head of both the Potter and Black houses, correct?"
I nodded, "Yes."
"According to my records, you are also head of Slytherin, Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, and Hufflepuff."
"I'm the heir of Hogwarts!" I gasped.
"It would appear so. Here are your house rings," he said opening a box full of rings, "place them on your right middle finger. They will form one ring with the house or houses you are most directly heir of."
I put them on my finger and watched as they formed a silver ring with the Potter and Black crests on it.
"Griphook? I was wondering if I might have a list of my accounts, properties, and bank activity please?"
"Of course. Here you are," he said pulling a piece of parchment out of the pile.
"That old fool's been paying himself, the Weasleys, and Hermione 20,000 galleons a month!?"
"You didn't authorize these withdrawals?" Griphook said, getting angry as well.
"I did not."
"Don't worry Mr. Potter- Black. We'll get your money back immediately."
"I hope so. And I wish for withdrawals by anyone other then myself to stop immediately."
"Of course. I'm terribly sorry about this Mr. Potter-Black."
"Please, call me Harry. And as long as you get it back and make sure it doesn't happen again, it's alright. Is there any way to get my money fast and convert it to muggle money?"
"Here," he said handing me a small bag, "just think about the amount you need in muggle or wizard money and as long as you have it in your vault, you can pull it right out."
"Thanks a lot Griphook. Just one last thing. I was wondering if there was a goblin healer I could see? I've never been healed properly and I'd like to see that changed."
"Follow me please." He lead me down through the vaults into a goblin hospital, said something in goblin language and left.
A goblin healer named Lena ran a diagnostic spell on me.
Magick Blocks:
Wish
Animagi shape-shifter
Mind occlumency, legimacy
Vampire persuasion, flying, thought reading, super speed, super strength
Wandless
Wordless
Healing
Elemental air, fire, water, earth, dark, light, ice
Memories childhood
"You'll have to stay in bed for a few days after I remove the blocks. And it'll probably hurt because they've been on so long." she warned.
"I'm plenty used to pain by now. Just take them off please."
"Alright," she held her hands on my head and said, "Paro Mihi Solvo."
I could feel all my magic rushing to the surface. It was swirling around me and I felt almost giddy. I actually giggled. I was flying around the room, laughing the whole time. I felt free. As I was coming down from the blissful feeling of freedom, I saw the mess I'd made. The entire room was covered in burn marks, dirt, water, and everything was thrown everywhere. Oops.
"Terribly sorry about that," I said waving my hand to clean it up.
"Um, it's alright Harry," she said a bit shocked at how powerful I was.
I spun in a circle collapsing on the bed, it was nearing dawn and I was tired.
"G'night," I said through a yawn to Lena.
"G'night Harry," she said with a smile.
I spent what must've been a year learning how to control my magic, starting with reading the pamphlets I should have gotten before I even went to Hogwarts! There was a spell on the hospital however. No matter how much time passed in that room, no time would pass outside of it. I learned everything from Weapons to Potions to Transfiguration to "Dark" Magick. I learned more in that year then I'd ever learned at Hogwarts in the 6 years I've been there. I was finally feeling confident that maybe I could beat the Dark Lord, only problem is I don't know if I wanted to anymore. Since finding out Dumbledore killed my parents, I don't know what to think of Voldemort or Dumbledore anymore. The goblins were amazing, they brought me my victims and everything. I owe them so much. They became my friends. I hugged them all on my last day in that room.
"Thank you all so much for everything," I smiled at my goblin friends.
"Anytime Harry. You're welcome here whenever you like as an official goblin friend," Lena said smiling.
"I'll make sure to come visit. Bye for now," I said with a bow.
I walked out of the hospital and into my vaults. I spent about an hour sending books, weapons, and jewelry to my room at the Leaky Cauldron . I found books in Parseltongue, books on vampires, and books on elemental magic. I couldn't wait to read them. I smiled when I saw that Sirius's motorcycle was in his vault. I shrunk it and put it in my pocket.
I decided to go for a complete makeover. First, I headed for Madam Malkins and got a wardrobe in a ton of different colours and fabrics. I went to the pet store and saw a beautiful snake. It was a Parsel. It was black with green and silver diamonds.
Hello. I hissed.
You sssspeak the noble language? They asked.
Yesss. Would you like to come with me?
Ssssure.
I held out my arm for him to wrap around.
What issss your name?
I don't have one Massster.
Hmmm. How about Lessstat?
I like that name, but what ssshould I call you?
Call me Harry.
Yesss. Ok.
Letssss go.
"Excuse me? I would like to purchase this snake please."
"What an unusual talent you have there. Mr.?
"Grim. Louis Grim."
"Pleasure to meet you Louis."
"Likewise," I said with a smile. I paid for Lestat and continued shopping.
I went to Flourish and Blotts and bought my schoolbooks and a ton of others. I went to the Apothecary to stock up on potions ingredients. I went to Quality Quidditch Supplies to buy new gloves. I spotted a wizarding electronics store and went inside. It was filled with what looked like muggle things such as computers and iPods, but they worked in the magical world. I bought an iPod that held an unlimited number of songs, a laptop computer, and a digital camera, a TV, and a DVD player. I went to have a new trunk made with endless space with every protection spell possible and my blood inside of the wood so it would only open for me. I went to get a new wand made in Knockturn Alley. It was cherry wood with dark, light, fire, and ice phoenix feathers, phoenix tears, basilisk venom, dragons blood, and my own blood. It had protection runes carved into it and it was beautiful. I unshrunk my motorcycle and rode into the muggle world. It was an amazing feeling being on Sirius's motorcycle. I felt the wind rushing through my hair and it was as if I was flying, maybe better. I was surprised to see so many shops open, but pleasantly so. I went to several clothing stores and bought an entirely new wardrobe. I saw a tattoo/ piercing place and smiled, walking inside.
"Hello. How may I help you?" asked a girl with green hair.
"I want my ears pierced as well as my right lip and left upper cartilage. And tattoos of designs I drew."
"Alright Mr.?"
"Grim."
"Ok, lets get your piercings done then we can do the tattoos."
I sat in the chair and got comfortable as she got the needle ready.
"This'll hurt a bit. You ready?"
I nodded and she shoved the needle through my lip. It hurt a lot but I didn't care.
"Which ring would you like?" she asked, gesturing to a rack of lip rings.
I pointed to a silver one with an emerald inside of it.
"I like your taste Mr. Grim."
I smiled.
She did my ears and I picked out a pair of snakes that resembled my necklace and an emerald stud for my cartilage.
"Make sure to clean your piercings with this," she handed me a bottle of cleaner.
"Now, about those tattoos. Do you have the designs with you?"
I pulled the paper out of my pocket and showed her. One was a heartagram made of roses that said 'Love' on top and 'Metal' underneath it. The other was a skull and heart melded together surrounded by deadly nightshade that says 'Love' on top and 'Death' underneath.
"These are really good! Where do you want them?"
I showed her which one I wanted on which wrist.
Surprisingly, the sting of the needle felt really good, and I relaxed into the chair.
"All done," she said as I admired my new tattoos, "come again sometime Mr. Grim."
"Call me Louis. And I didn't catch your name."
"It's Cecilia."
"Very pretty name. Maybe I'll see you again sometime," I smiled.
"See you later Louis," she smiled back.
I walked into a books, movies, and music store and grabbed everything that caught my eye. I was on my way to the register when I saw the most beautiful guitar I'd ever lay eyes on. It was a 22-fret emerald and black Stratocaster with a heart and skull molded together on the body and bat-in-flight fret inlays. I had to have it. I went to find one of the workers and asked him if he would get me a case for the guitar.
"It's very expensive. Are you sure you can afford it?"
"Absolutely."
"Alright then," he said going back to get a case.
"Which amp would you recommend?" I asked him once he'd come back.
"This one is great, reliable, good for any kind of music," he said pointing to a Fender amp.
"I'll take it," I said, picking up a beginners guitar book as well.
"Alright then. Go on up to the register and lets get you checked out."
I paid for it all and sent it to my room.The last store I went to was a megastore. I bought pens, pencils, paint, a sketchbook, notebooks, sunglasses, and makeup eyeliner, shadow, and nail polish.
I went back into the Leaky Cauldron and put all of my stuff into my new trunk, noticing as I did so my other present. It was from Fred and George.
Harry, Happy Birthday mate! Hope you're away from those damn muggles. Sorry we haven't been able to write. We've been really busy at the shop lately. You should come visit us sometime and we'll tell you what's been going on with the Order. We think something's up with Dumbledore. He's been acting strange lately. Anyway, here's some new stuff from the shop. Hope you like it. Make some craziness for us! Love ya little bro, Gred and Forge
I smiled, shaking my head. Some things will never change. I opened the package and saw a bunch of pranks, along with a journal. There was a note scribbled inside.
You're always keeping things bottled up. It's not good for your health mate. Just drop a bit of your blood onto the page and no one will be able to read it but you.
I grinned, cutting my hand and letting the blood spill onto the page. I watched it absorb into the page before closing it. I took off my jacket and boots and lay on my bed, stroking Lestat's head lazily before falling asleep.
Paro Mihi Solvo: Set Me Free