He looked at Vane with her dark eyes and dark hair. She handed him the potion.

"You, sure, it will work?" he questioned.

"Yes, my lord," she said with her head slightly bent with a blush. He knew, through Legilimens and Occlumens that she was thinking of the love potion and was wishing she was giving him that instead of the potion.

"Leave."

She walked out of the door and Harry turned to Draco.

"Do, me a favor, Potter," Draco was the only one that got away with calling him that. "Make me change. I don't want to follow Voldemort or my father. I just wanted to make father proud but he only wanted me for an heir. Make me change so I won't be like that. So, I can appreciate my mother. She's better than I thought and I am regretful I never realized that until it was too late."

Harry nodded.

"By, the way, I won't believe you on this so, when I ask you to prove it say Mr. Sweeters. Do not ask! When, I attack you say, she's in Dobby's old room under the wood to the left of the window. I found her when I was fifteen."

"Wait, you called it Mr. Sweeters, yet, you refer to it as she," Harry said confused.

"I was two I wanted it to be a guy. I was five when mother told me it was a girl but I refused to change its name. Don't give me that look, Potter! It's a stuffed bloody Phoenix! It's hard to tell you know," he huffed defensively, "especially when you're two."

Harry smirked and grabbed an extra untraceable wand, to a long swig of the potion, and blacked out.

He opened eyes to see his old, small, and pitiful room at the Dursleys. Checking the calendar it revealed to be the first day of summer vacation.

He packed his list into his Hogwarts book bag, which he took the books out of, a few spare clothing, and an empty Gringotts extendable bag.

He put it on his back and hid behind a tree. Harry took out his untraceable wand and pointed on himself, praying he did it right said the spell, "Rovesciato corpo."

Now, Harry was looking at his double. "Hey," he said quite awkwardly.

"This is weird," he other self said.

Harry nodded but otherwise said, "Go, inside. While I look for the Horcruxes you have to be here playing me. I'll be back before Quadditch World Cup."

His other self nodded. "Do, I need to tell you everything about what happened here or will you already know?" his second body asked.

"I should get all of the memories here. It'll be weird for having two memories for the same moment in time but I'll manage. Now, go, in there and get some sleep."

Once, his second self was safely inside the house he called out, "Dobby."

"Dobby, here, Harry Potter, sir," Dobby said with a bow and bright green eyes.

"Prefect! Dobby, I wanted to ask you something. If it's alright with you I want you to try to be with me for awhile. When, I mean that I was wondering if you would like to be my house-elf? But I want you to know you will have to have pay and days off except for emergencies. Would you like it Dobby? You could spend your time at Hogwarts and its other house-elves if you want to," Harry asked with begging eyes.

Dobby looked like he was going to burst into tears. He was pulling his ears and sniffling.

"Oh, yes, Harry Potter, sir, I'll stop being free for yous." Dobby surprised him by hugging his legs.

"Great! Let's got to Gringotts to open an account and plus I need to check out my parents' will too. Do you wind apparting us?" Harry asked.

"No, no, master, I don't mind," Dobby said urgently.

"Dobby, one, more rule, don't call me master. People can't know this has to be a secret. We can't let people know because if people find out so do bad people."

Dobby nodded and grabbed Harry's hand. They pulled to Gringotts and they walked in. It was Sunday, eight in the morning, Dursleys asleep and so is his duplicate and he was about to be Lord Potter.

Harry walked up to the nearest goblin that was open. It glared at Harry. "Excuse me, I'm looking to open an account to look at my parents' will."

The goblin glared but nodded. He spoke deep and sharp. "I'll open the account and then get the director Gnoom to deal with the will. What is the name under?"

"Dobby," Harry answered. The Goblin raised an eye brow and glared at Harry as if commanding a last name. Harry rolled his eyes. "Dobby…Potter." Harry heard Dobby sniff. He patted Dobby's head. "I want three gallons every two weeks placed in the vault from the main Potter vault." Though, the goblin nodded he didn't not lose his glare.

"Follow me," and they did. They followed him to a regal looking office to see another goblin behind the desk and he glared at Harry and Dobby.

Harry only caught a few words, "Speak…Gnoom…Potters' will…never read…look into it."

The goblin behind the desk to him and Dobby to another office where he sat behind a desk and took out a paper. The first goblin closed the door behind Dobby and Harry as the sat down.

"The will of James and Lily Potter." Gnoom read.

"In case we die while in hiding from the Dark Lord known as Lord Voldemort we give ten thousand gallons to Sirius Black and a house on the coast off of Italy, Harry's Godfather and close friend. We give Remus Lupin ten thousand gallons, a house in the woods in France and to tell him to keep a look out on Sirius and Harry as well…you know Sirius. We want to give Severus Snape five thousand gallons and a house in Spain. Don't get too burnt. Sorry, Severus, James refuses to get rid of it. We give five thousand gallons to Minerva McGonagall and a home in Ireland. Enjoy! We want to give Harry James Potter, our son, all the other two hundred thousand galleons left in the vault but to only allow him five thousand till he is of age. Also, all the other properties as the home in Godric's Hallow, another in the places above, one in Australia, and one more in a small town in the United States of America.

"We would like our son, Harry, to be placed in the care of these people in order: Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, Frank and Alice Longbottom, Minerva McGonagall or Severus Snape. Harry is not to be put under the care of the following: Albus Dumbledore, Molly Weasley and her family, or my sister, Petunia, and family of the Dursleys. He is to stay in the magical world and be named Lord Potter.

"If we are dead, then, we would like to tell those there that Sirius Black was not the Secret Keeper but Peter Pettigrew and Dumbledore knew, so, if you throw Sirius Black in Azkaban you did not give him, one, a fair trail, or, two, a trail at all," Gnoom finished quite surprise.

"Well, we have a little problem, there now don't we," he murmured to himself. He cleared his throat and looked at Harry, "Well, Mr. Potter, we will move ten thousand gallons into each Mr. Black and Mr. Lupin's vaults. I will give you the Lord Potter's rings and I will settle out the predicaments involving Mr. Black and Mr. Pettigrew. Though, we don't know where the latter is I'll send out a message to the Ministry and see what I can do to Mr. Dumbledore. Also, speaking about him, I afraid to tell you he made himself magical guardian but I'm sure we can switch that and the money he stole from your vault and the homes as well."

Harry wanted to cry. He wanted to kill Dumbledore. But, all he did was take a deep breath. He had been through this before. It still hurt like hell but he managed before he can manage now.

"Also, your parents would like me to notify you of your descents: Godric Gryffindor, Salazar Slytherin, Helga Hufflepuff, Rowena Ravenclaw, and Merlin."

Okay, that he did not know.

"So, I'm related to Gryffindor, does that mean I, also, own his sword in the Headmasters office?" Harry asked.

"Yes," Gnoom said briskly with unshown awe.

"I was wondering if Dumbledore stole that too or if an older relative let him have it…"

"No, unfortunately, he stole that too," Gnoom said with a frown.

"Well, in that case may I have that moved into my vault?"

"Yes, of course, now going over the records, now, I see that because you are the heir of all the houses you take him out of power of being Headmaster and can assign a new one." Gnoom had a vicious smirk on his face that would have freaked Harry out if he didn't have one too.

"Well, in that case, why don't we move Deputy Headmistress McGonagall up to Headmistress? I'm sure Professor Snape wouldn't mind to being the new Deputy Headmaster of Hogwarts," Harry said.

Harry looked at the clock at the wall, which he didn't realize till now; it was close to eleven in the morning he needed to start hunting.

"Okay, if that's everything…"

"Yes."

"Good, um, you can…call Dobby when you're finished with the mess. Is that okay, Dobby that he calls for you?" Dobby nodded enthusiastically. "Okay, come on, Dobby. Have a good day, Director Gnoom." He nodded back.

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