Chapter 2—England I'm here

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Big deal, I thought as I waved my hand and a dog of fire was chasing a cat of water around the garage. Another wave and they disappeared. Was the wand MadEye used a prop? It seemed I have a few secrets to keep at Hogwarts. I used my flame power to travel to my cave. A wave of my hand and the vegetation moved aside and the stone dissolved into a small doorway. I stored my motorcycle and did a little thinking.

There was not much I needed to take with me, with the money I had in the bank I could replace my wardrobe every week and not worry about the money. It was funny, as if the fates wanted me to be someone or do something; the question was if I wanted too. When I got here and made the cave I was only interested in hiding especially from the Dursley's kind treatment. The cave has progressed into what is now, my plush apartment. The two bedroom two bath place had a huge but cozy living room. The den was lined with book shelves and they were full of books I had read. The wood paneling for the walls was the hardest to make and install with my then fledgling talents. Trees were hard to find locally, then there was the transport and then the actual cutting of them into paneling. I would regret leaving my library here but there were just too many books to transport. In excavating the cave into the mountain I had found a small vein of gold and another of silver. The veins still hadn't run out yet but I have enough to do, smelting the gold down into ingots is fairly tiring even for my powers.

I fired up my laptop and got the coördinates for Charring Cross road Great Britain and I disappeared in flash of fire.

Tom at the Leaky Cauldron rented me a room as Harry Evans and let me through the wall in the rear of the pub. This magic was going to be cool to learn. My next stop was Gringotts…my god Goblins are for real!

"Excuse me Sir, I understand this is a bank for magical beings but I was wondering if I might be able to open an account or set up a transfer from my other non magic banks."

"Muggle wizard you say? We can do what you ask, your name please."

I said Harry Potter and I thought the Goblin was thinking that I was going to rob the place. He jumps off his stool and races into the rear of the bank. Minutes later I have two older Goblins bowing in front of me. Well I bowed back and got lead back to a nice office and the fun started.

"Mr. Potter you have vaults here already, three to be precise. The trust vault you may get access to now but until you are fourteen you may not access the other two. At fourteen you will of course take the head of house ring and be emancipated."

That took some time and explanations...I hoped that there were some books somewhere to fully explain this society. "Now Harry we cannot release the will of your parents as it has been frozen but here is a letter from your parents."

"Who froze my parents will?"

"Your magical guardian Albus Dumbledore used his position for some reason."

I thought… that name is becoming a tiresome trend in my life. About that time I had an idea that meant more trouble if good old Albus was riding dirty.

"By any chance has my magical guardian been withdrawing money from my vaults?

"But of course there is the annual payment for being your magical guardian and your upkeep allowance for things such as food, lodging and of course your educational fees."

"What can I do to stop all this insanity because I have never met the man, I have never been educated by anyone else's money but my own and that goes for food and lodging?"

I must say the Goblins could scare a person with a grin like they were sporting. I got the impression that I had made some friends in the banking business. I got a leading question which may have been a test of some sort.

"Are you going to try and keep being an Elemental quiet?"

"For as long as I can, what your enemies don't know can hurt them." I replied and gave them a grin, I got that Goblin grin returned.

"I like you young elemental, I believe I will help you. You seem to have the right attitude."

SharpKnife directed Griphook to enter the Potter vaults and see if a will could be found.

"Harry in most families they make their will here in Gringotts and we keep it on file. Your magical guardian has frozen that will from being released with the backing of the Wizengamot. However, here at Gringotts we give a copy of all documents being filed, to in this case, your parents. Most just throw the copy in their vaults and forget about it."

While the will was being searched for SharpKnife and I chatted. The subject came up and ended with a startling discovery.

"I can't wait and to get one of those wands and start using magic..."

"Harry an Elemental doesn't have any wizard magic, you will never be able to use a wand."

Apparently an Elemental hadn't been seen in a long time but the Goblins knew a lot about what they could and couldn't do. Easy come and easy go, I was just Harry Evans wizard squib.

"So while you can see and feel magic you just can't use it." SharpKnife added.

While SharpKnife was correct that Harry had no wizard magic there was one way that someone could have both. Harry would get to meet that person.

A while later my parents copy was indeed found and they made me two copies of the will. While they could not do anything about the original and its release, maybe I could. The Goblins did agree based on what was in the will and my testimony, that all keys were to be recalled and only I could use my trust vault. I didn't need the money but not converting to galleons saved a few bucks and why let some stranger live off my money.

I then headed to the local book store and got books for classes and history on magical beings and their society. I picked up a few more advanced books but they were all the same, wave a wand. I didn't need a wand to do anything in most of the books I bought. However to keep secret my strange capabilities I headed off and got a wand. It seems that the fates had led me down the wrong alley, Knockturn Alley that is. I got accosted by the magical versions of pedophiles or cannibals. Regardless of their preferences they are now ash on the streets of Knockturn Alley. Fire is my strongest suit.

The wand maker was really a nice guy and told me he had no wand that would work for me but he would make one. With logic like that I had to ask. "Huh?"

"Son you are an elemental, and a powerful one at that, I assume you are a fire elemental? I though at this rate I should just announce my secrets in the newspapers.

"Yes if you say so, I deal with fire quite well."

"The wand I will make you will survive your fire although is has no magical properties. Call it a dead stick imitating a magical wand. Always pretend to use your wand because you will find yourself in serious trouble if anyone finds out what you can really do."

I wondered if anyone could sense my Kū, my fifth element. Apparently what I didn't know could get me into trouble but what the wizards found out could be used against me. What they all assumed was that I controlled only one element. I thought it best to keep it that way.

The wand looked like white porcelain with black striping wrapping around the eight inch wand. Time for an ice cream popped into my head.

I had seen a place across from Gringotts and I soon found a table on the patio of Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlor. I had ordered their humongous banana split. While eating I started to read the letter from my parents but my mind faded back in time.

FLASHBACK:

If it wasn't enough to cook and clean for the last five years but now the cretin's lawn needs mowing and weeding by me the Freak. They have to call me names and yell at the servant of Privet Drive who must do all these things while the other kid gets praise and presents. I've been told enough times I am not any relation to them but to have Petunia swing that frying pan at me for spilling a little water at dinner was the last straw. Then Vernon physically grabs me and throws me in my room the boot cupboard under the stairs after a few friendly punches. The problems and violence is escalating and I am not going to survive at this rate.

Late that night I was sitting on my cot being afraid and thinking "I have to get out". Concentration was the key to any plan but the results were frightening, especially at the time in my life. Sitting on my cot saying "I have to get out" and then hear the latches on the door pop open followed by the door to my cupboard was startling. The door was one thing; I now lit up the entire room as I was on fire.

It wasn't hot and I didn't get a burn but in my panic I needed to be out of sight or get the ire of the Dursley family. I suddenly found myself in the park. I had traveled totally encased in fire. I hadn't been burnt the shrub next to me was scorched. When the fire went out my scar started leaking out a black gunk. Later that night I snuck back into my cupboard and thought late into the next morning.

Mostly through Dudley's taunting I learned that they weren't going to let me out for a while. After a couple of days I got so hungry the only thing on my mind was food. They decided that Freaks like me didn't need food. The next night there was food arriving through my open door in my cupboard with a container of milk, I had moved them from the kitchen somehow. That started my experimenting with my new powers and increased my determination to leave Privet Drive for good.

FLASHBACK INTERUPTED:

"Would you mind if I sat at your table everywhere else is full?" I looked up and then around. Yep everywhere was packed so I agreed… another of fates manipulations I thought. How did I get a table to myself in this crowd?

"I'm Susan and this is Sissy. Well Sissy pull up a chair and have some ice cream." I had never seen a house elf before but then this morning was my first Goblin.

I then turned to the girl and said, "and I am Harry Potter nice to meet you." Those words almost made her face the color of her hair. We chatted for while about going to Hogwarts and everything else in the world including Albus Dumbledore. I bought another round but Sissy finally said something. "Missy must be going home now!" We said our goodbyes.