Consequences

Upon Harry's death, about three days before he reincarnated...

People wondered why his kids and their families vanished after the funeral.

'Where on earth are they, the Will Reading is about to start!' Ginny fumed as she was all dolled up, but in black clothes to show she was still mourning.

'Oh, I heard from Victoire that theirs came in advance, since a lot of people will come for sure.' said Fleur while concealing the fact that she was amused because of Harry's stunt. She was the only one in the know. 'You know, us and our families aside, the public too. Honestly, since when is someone else's death their business?'

'As long as Harry's concerned they make it their business.' Arthur drawled. 'Poor kid never got a break from them, he died young from stress because of the public.'

'Yes, only 50 too.' Molly sniffled. 'Poor Harry!'

When invited people went to the Will Reading but goblins kicked out those not welcome...

Harry's Will made it clear that the public who sucked him dry in life, will never get anything from him in his death.

'I had my children come in here first due to ahem, crowding issues.' Harry grinned. 'All of them are recipients after all. Let's start with what this Will Reading is about, can't take all day here...let's start with Arthur, Molly. As you know, all our kids tied the knot bar Charlie and you're getting on in years.'

'Excuse you?! I'll have you know 53 is still young!' Fleur cried in protest while Bill calmed her down.

'Hunny, he's doing that because he knows we can't get back at him.' Bill sighed.

'So in about ten more years, the Burrow will be torn down,' the Weasleys gasped at this, '-and rebuilt into an ideal, cozy fully-furnished retirement home for you, pest-free with a beautiful garden and three house elves for servants. Not sure about other relatives, I don't know them so who's in this room will get stuff from me.' his holograph record mused, scratching his head. 'And a retirement inheritance of 9 million that cannot be touched until the day Arthur quits his job.'

'The Burrow will be torn down?' Ron gawked.

'Well, he did say he'll build a lavish retirement home but that's a decade from now Ron.' said Hermione. 'At least we have time to prepare for everything.'

'He really didn't have to.' Molly sniffled. 'We're fine with the Burrow as is.'

'Mum!' Ginny grunted harshly. Considering she'd have to move back to the Burrow as after Harry's death their home was closed down and her kids gone to who-knows-where, at least she has a mansion to look forward to and the inheritance.

'Bill, Fleur. Wonderful in-laws to my godson Teddy who married your Victoire, I had Fleur's parents help me out on this one, I gave you a retirement home outside Milan in Italy. Well, when your kids got on in years for retirement, they'll live with you there too. That, and a certain something I left to Fleur's mum, you'll know later.'

'OOOOK?' Bill blinked as he and his wife exchanged looks.

'Charlie, when on earth will you get married?' Harry joked as the family snorted.

'Hey, I love my job I don't have time to marry!'

'Charlie!' Molly near-whined.

'Considering your hazardous occupation, I left you a package of hi-class equipment, and 5 million from me as an insurance I won't see you too soon! You'll get it from the goblins later. Next, Percy. Stiff as ever but at least you've changed.' Percy went pink at being called out on. 'You and yours now have a chance to move out as I gave you a home in Ottery St. too, not that far from the Burrow. In fact, its just across the river, three minutes behind!'

'WHAT?!'

'But we see nothing there! We've never known of any construction!' Arthur sputtered out.

'I had crafty family elves build it while concealing my little surprise. You'll like the house but furnishing is up to you and Aubrey but I did have a hand in the kitchen and bathroom at least. You also have a nice fruit orchard and again, your land is pest-free! Those berry shrubs thankfully won't be ruined...'

'To George, my Silent Partner in the shop...I left you some stuff I can't speak of in Gringotts but rest assured you can branch out with it as planned even without me since I kinda kicked the bucket.' George choked at that. 'I ensured only you can go in there and anyone who isn't you touching the vault key will be in for a nasty surprise. Griphook DID once tell me goblins only check for corpses once-a-decade...' he grinned nastily. 'This world can use some more laughs only you can give now.'

'Y-yeah, I'll do that mate.' George grinned.

'Silent Partner?' Percy frowned. 'Come to think of it, you two never said how you got the money to open your shop years ago!'

'Ah that? Harry financed us!' several jaws dropped.

'At fourteen?!' Hermione squeaked as Weasleys Wizard Wheezes opened at 1996!

'At fourteen.' George grinned. 'He saw a promising future he invested in us both and we delivered the year after!'

'I can't believe this and I thought you took out a huge loan or something...' Molly felt weak in the knees.

'Now now Mollywobbles, the twins really hit it big. Harry's got good business sense he financed them since he saw they'll be a huge hit.' Arthur smiled. 'And they still are! But you DID pay him back, did you?' he asked George.

'He said its a willing gift, not a loan...it was awkward and he wouldn't let us pay him back.'

'Ron, Hermione.' Ron and Hermione froze. 'Considering you two are fighting for changes but ahem, unsupported...I'll finance your battle by leaving you 30 million. With that money, not even Lucy can outbid you in Wizengamot, considering he spent much of the family gold when we were kids, he can't spend as much as he used to...if y'know what I mean. The money leftover should go to good places I hope.'

Hermione fainted.

'Ennervate!' Ron cast to bring her back. 'And no, you're not dreaming, Harry left us 30 mil. And don't faint again!'

'Finally, Ginny.' Ginny stiffened as her turn came at last. 'Ever wondered why I had our kids get theirs first and then disappear to parts unknown?'

'...yeah, we haven't heard since the funeral...' Hermione mumbled. 'They were all just gone.'

'Grandma Euphemia Potter nee Black is a real Seer who poured all her powers for the prosperity of the Potter Family, a power she hid from her Voldie-Supporting Family. She saw many possibilities and outcomes for 500 years.' the Weasleys and one reporter from the Prophet gasped. 'She saw nothing but prosperity if descendants followed her sights right, but unfortunately, my moron of a dad listened to the wrong people that because of it, they died young. And I'm talking about the Headmaster.' the Weasley Clan and one Reporter froze.

'Upon reading grandma's diary when I finally inherited the Potter Vaults, I'm in utter dismay and anger Dumbledore better be glad he died first.' he growled. 'I have copied a few pages off grandma's sights regarding that, to be published by the Prophet. I too, suffered being misled no thanks to Dumbledore and no thanks to the public pressuring me like I'm their fucking plaything I died young from stress and grief, but at least I had many children and raised them properly to avoid the pitfalls. Our children will further prosper the Potter Name AWAY from Britain! All this country ever did me is suck and bled me dry till I died! My children, grandchildren and godson will NOT suffer my fate!' he snarled. 'Then, there's you Ginny.' Ginny stiffened as her family stared at her incredulously while Fleur...was apathetic.

'You were a nice girlfriend at first...until we saw grandpa's will that is...and he was right. Between us, I was the one with the money sense. Even a single Knut doesn't last long in your hands. If I were to leave you anything, it'll be gone in a week for sure...or less.' Ginny went red faced in embarrassment. 'This is why I made our children marry foreign ladies and man who they'd be happy with, and run off to who-knows-where after getting their cut of the fortune, and grandma foresaw they'll be sensible, taking after me. Honestly, your family's sensible about money, why didn't you inherit that sensibility is beyond me...I cannot give you anything as it will not last long anyway you'll be flat broke in no time flat.'

Ginny howled in rage at her husband's image the family had to hold her back while the Reporter whom their forgot, was writing fast.

'However, I'm not that heartless of a husband...I left you a fully-furnished cottage not far from the Diggorys, just enough for one person to live in on the conditions that you cannot sell anything in it. The magic on that property will make sure that after you spent money on materialistic things till you're broke, at least you have a roof over your head and your family can feed you.'

Ginny was so furious she caused enough ruckus the family had to bodily drag her out of Gringotts, while the spouses took care of receiving what's theirs.

The Daily Prophet went wild with Harry's will Reading and the Sightings of Euphemia Potter and what she honestly thought of Albus Dumbledore...and why Lady Potter did not get a thing from her husband while their children are rich and fled with the money on his instructions.

Ginny was so humiliated she could not go out in public since she waited for the fire to die out first and hid at home in her old room.

'Well, that one was coming.' Fleur shook her head as they had tea in the dining room. 'Harry gave me a call when he was in hospital. He told me all his family woes as one who'd listen to him with an unbiased ear. Honestly, just because you landed a rich husband doesn't mean you'd burn money away on pointless things...'

'Harry told you what's going on at his place?' Bill asked her.

'Yeah. Poor man had to juggle his job, the fussy public and parenting his kids as Ginny's hardly at home. He never had time for himself beyond eat and sleep.' Fleur shook her head. 'But the payoff was big. His kids are raised right and smart. Ginny would probably raise them wrong had she stayed home.'

'Oh dear...but why didn't he tell us anything?' Molly sputtered out. 'I never dreamed Ginny would be a bad wife to Harry of all people when she wanted to be Mrs. Potter for years!'

'Well, Ginny's the family baby, you won't believe a word of it so he told only Fleur.' Angelina pointed out. 'He probably can't tell me as I'm too busy helping George do damage control when his experiments go boom.'

'I'm from a rich family but my Billykins never ran off with money like she did.' Fleur scoffed. 'While aspiring to live in luxury is OK, being a Spendthrift however, is not OK. Money doesn't grow on trees! She was out of control not to mention a neglectful wife and mother Harry ensured his children gets the money but lived far away so she can't get her claws on what's theirs on family grounds and laws. We won't see the Potters for years for sure.'

'Well...that's food for thought...' Hermione croaked out. 'Ron would tell me what she reads in books as a child she definitely lived out her dream life albeit limited. She complained to me after they married on what Fleamont Potter did.'

'I just can't believe it but the truth is there.' Arthur moped. 'Did we fail in Ginny?'

'Well...its clear we all did.' said Percy. 'She turned out like this.'

And Fleur was right, nobody saw the Potters ever again, living away from Europe. While the Weasleys have a good ending, Ginny did not...and Euphemia's Sightings regarding James and Lily Potter, Sirius Black and Harry and how unhappy she was with Dumbledore that she and Fleamont ensured he cannot over-exploit the Potters through James' gullibility and gave him a limited inheritance and sealed off the rest away, and lamenting Harry's horrible life and Sirius' fate because of Dumbledore.

The Wizarding Society of Britain was shaken by these revelations that a man so-revered actually had a hand in the Potters' deaths albeit indirect, ensured Sirius was in Azkaban despite knowing he's innocent just so he could micro-manage Harry's life to his will! Needless to say, his reputation posthumously, wasn't good while they finally felt shame, but Harry knew it was too late. They were always too late.

xxx

Back in Unova, Harry Potter got ready to go. Dressed in a black tank top and wearing a stylish, pale-orange jacket on top, a maroon scarf and gray pants with stylish sneakers to match the outfit. His hair was a form of thick, curly-spiky parted from the left. He also has thin leather gloves on his hands.

He put a pokebelt on his waist and a waterproof zipper pouch behind his hips. He also has a backpack on containing travel must-haves. Tent, Raincoat, Cooking Tools and Equipment, Medical Kit, Potions, Food and other tools.

When he was all set, he was given his own Debit Card to pay for his necessities and bid his family farewell.

He took out Bounsweet and she immediately began wafting her sweet perfume.

'Oh wow, Warren wasn't kidding when he says you smell so sweet!' Harry chuckled as they traveled together. 'Let's travel to get more companions before we go to...humm...Sinnoh! Before we start our journey, let's get us ideal travel buddies!'

'Boun?' Harry formed a Telepathic link with his Pokemon.

'Yup. I planned this for years, so we'll be OK!'

Harry planned his Pokemon Journey he's confident about it. His only issue now, is putting it to practice to realize his ideals.

So now, his journey to collect ideal partners begins as he travels to places where to catch his ideal partners.