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Chapter 2

Lucius had just stepped out of the floo. He couldn't believe the way today had gone. The minister of magic requested his immediate presence, so of course he complied. Apparently the minister's grand idea is that he take a certain Harry Potter under his wing as he had been lost for the last 10 years, and finally turned up. He had grown up in an orphanage in London, and had just received his letter from Hogwarts. Now the boy's future was in the Malfoy family's hands. He could just cause an "accident" and be rid of the boy that killed his master, or he could teach the boy his ways, instill his values in him, and have brought up the most powerful follower ever for the Dark Lord when he returned.

Lucius had never had such an easy choice in his life. The boy would be brought up like a proper pureblood, and the Potter fortune would make sure that appearances would be maintained. It looked as though Lucius would be going to London today.

After giving his house elves explicit instructions to prepare a room for an extended guest, and get a get a grand meal ready for a party this evening, Lucius apparated to London to pick up the young Mr. Potter.

Harry couldn't believe his luck. Here he was in the presence of a fully trained wizard, and he was going to be raised by him, taken to the train to Hogwarts by him, and he even had a son Harry's age.

After the brief introductions, Harry was told that he was free to call his new guardian father, Mr. Malfoy or Lucius. Not feeling comfortable with the first two choices, Harry adopted the name Lucius for his new caretaker, and was ready to start his new life, and the first stop was shopping for school.

As they walked up the stairs to the bank, Harry realized one flaw in his fanciful dreams of school and a new family, he had no money. He couldn't ask this man to pay his way for him as he was already doing so much by taking him in. When he brought up his fears Lucius just laughed and responded, "Harry there are two important things you don't know, and one is about me and the second is about you. First, I am beyond what anyone you have ever known would consider being beyond wealthy. Second, as much as I hate the fact, your riches make me look like a charity case."

Harry was speechless. He had never had so much as a dollar of his own money to spend, and now he was richer than any man he had ever heard of. The sight as Harry entered the bank took his breath away. There were the ugliest little creatures he had ever seen in his life. They looked like tiny men with razor sharp teeth and long ears. They had huge eyes, long pointed noses, and their fingers were almost skeletal with long black pointed nails.

"What are they," Harry asked. "Goblins of course," replied Lucius. Harry didn't know what to think of the response so he just kept quiet. When they finally got to the front of the queue, the goblin behind the counter almost fell off his stool

"M-m-m-m-mr. Malfoy s-s-sir, what a surprise. W-w-we didn't expect y-y-y-you back s-s-so soon. And who's this? "This is Mr. Harry Potter, he will be coming with us here regularly from now on, and I expect you to treat him as you would treat my own son, is that clear?"

"Of course sir, if I can just have Mr. Potter prick his finger and put a drop of blood onto this paper, we can be verified of his identity and get him access to his vault."

Harry obediently did as he was told, and after his identity was verified he was taken to his vault deep in the bowels of London. When his vault was opened, even the knowledge of his wealth couldn't prepare him for the sight before him. There were mounds as high as the ceiling of gold, silver, and bronze coins. "This is all mine," asked Harry.

"This and much more. This is simply the trust vault your parents set up for you in case something were to ever happen to them. The main vault has hundreds of times this in it, not to mention the properties all over the world. Now let's get you some money and get out of here so we can do your shopping. I want you to meet my son Draco. He will be teaching you the rules of the manor and some basic information about the wizarding world. We can't have you going to school not knowing anything can we. GOBLIN, get harry a coin purse and put 100 galleons in it immediately so we can leave. The smell of your race is giving me a headache."

Once they were out of the bank and back in Diagon Alley, Harry got to look into his coin purse. He had no idea how much money he had when compared to the normal world, so he asked. "Lucius, will this be enough money for me to get the best gear for school. I have never had money before, and when I meet your son, and the rest of the wizarding world, I want to look my best. I want them to understand that I am not a poor street urchin, and I want my image to portray the demand of respect to all those that I come across."

Harry was turning out to be better than Lucius could have ever dreamed. He had the same upbringing as his master, but he had the money to back him. He wasn't modest in the least bit, here was a boy that knew he wanted power, and wanted everyone else to know it too. In other words, here is a boy that, if he didn't know any better, he could mistake for his own flesh and blood. Beaming with pride at his new charge, he replied, "You could buy just about anything you could possibly want or need for the first year at school with that twice. We will be getting you only the best, and that is something that you will come to be used to."

The first stop on their route was a shop called Madam Malkin's Robes for all Occasions. When he walked in the door an older woman popped up in front of him. "Hogwarts dear?"

"Yes ma'am," Harry replied, also making sure to tell the woman that he wanted the absolute best she had to offer.

After that they picked up Harry's books, potion ingredients, and made a quick stop for some food. It had already been a long day, but Lucius told Harry they still had to get him his wand and even a pet and broomstick if he wanted.

When they walked into the wand shop, the old wand maker walked out of the back. "Mr. Potter I have been expecting you. And Mr. Malfoy, 18 inches, elm with dragon heartstring. So Mr. Potter step up and let's see what we can do for you. Try this one," said the old wizard taking a wand out of a box, and immediately ripping it away. He did this 24 more times with different wands, before finally looking at Harry curiously.

"Try this one," the old wand maker said. Harry took the wand and felt magic running through him before the wand flipped out of his hand on its own. "Curious, Mr. Potter, I remember every wand I've ever sold, and this one has a phoenix tail feather in it. The phoenix gave one other feather, and the wand that holds it killed your parents. The curious thing is that I have never seen a wand accept a wizard, but then be scared enough to jump away. This wand fears you Mr. Potter, otherwise it would be the perfect wand for you. I have one other wand for you to try. Here, try this one."

When Harry laid eyes on the wand now presented to him he knew instantly that this was the one for him. It was jet black, very thin, with a sharp edge, almost like a dagger. When he held it he felt the magic radiating through his body.

"Ironwood Mr. Potter. 17 inches, with a core of dementor skin. It is by far the darkest wand ever to be made. It was passed on to me by my mentor and I was told to never sell it to anyone, because that wizard was sure to bring nothing but death and destruction. I beg you Harry, please prove him wrong."

Lucius didn't know what to make of this revelation. This boy would surely be the next dark lord, the ultimate dark lord. Lucius knew that all this had to be hidden. If the ministry or Dumbledore got wind of this information, they probably wouldn't even let the boy learn magic. After all, Dumbledore personally taught Tom Riddle, surely he wouldn't make that mistake again.

After paying for the wand, Harry and Lucius went to the pet store where harry picked out an owl, then went to a store called Quidditch Supplies where harry bought the best broom available. With all their shopping done Harry and Lucius went back to the pub called The Leaky Cauldron and flooed to Malfoy Manor, Harry's new home.

A/N: I hope everyone enjoyed the trip to Diagon Alley. I'm really excited to get to Hogwarts so I can really start laying on the darkness. I know nothing so far has made this need the Mature rating, but I know it will need it once I get further in, and I don't want to forget to change it. I hope everyone is enjoying the story so far, and please review and message me any comments. This is my first attempt at writing anything, and I hope it's going well.