Second chances don't work...?
Disclamer: I do not own either Harry Potter nor Inuyasha, well only in my dreams...
So here's my new story, for the moment the rating is T but I might change it to M in further chapters. Enjoy and review :)
Chapter 3: Goodbye?
"I accept thee as my Master as long as you respect the laws of the universe" a voice thundered. "My wand be thy wand, my power be thy power, and as proof of my sincerity I break all bonds placed on you by wizards and non-wizards alike, may their blessings become one with your blood and the blood of your descendants, may their curses make you stronger. May your soul find happiness for as long as you will live" everything then stopped. The room was back to how it was before as nothing had happened. Leaving a gob-smacked Harry and an even more shocked Griphook. Death had blessed a mortal.
'Well damn' Harry whispered. 'Was this the gift he talked about?' Harry thought. He could feel his body become lighter, more alert, the exhaustion was gone, but his magic still felt a little weird. Shaking his head he turned to Griphook who was still frozen in shock. "This must not leave this room, not even to fellow goblin."
Harry's serious tone shook the goblin for his stupor. "Of course Mister Potter, you have my word."
"Great. While Ragnok is busy I would like to know if there's any way to do transaction without always having to come to the bank or Diagon Alley? As I said, I want to move far away from the wizarding world and have nothing to do with it again, however, I will still need to visit my vault and buy food and such, at least until I can produce my own food. I also wish to be able to communicate to you and my friends but without the risk of being located by undesirables, if you see what I mean." Harry said.
"We do have a form of muggle credit card that can be connected to your vaults and for any owl orders you need to make you could use an alias, and let Gringotts' handle the correspondence. All of our owls are untraceable and we can check the letters or packages for the magical signature of those you don't wish to hear of. Of course all this for a reasonable price" Griphook said.
"Can you really recognise their magical signature? All of them?" Harry asked.
"When someone opens their vault in Gringotts' they have to give us a sample of their blood, so that they can't hide their identity, we then use it to make it impossible for glamoured or polyjuiced people to fool us." Griphook answered proudly.
'Wow' Harry thought, polyjuice was designed to copy a person's very DNA and magical signature; to be able to counter the effects of such a potion was praise worthy.
"I will do that then." Harry said, to which Griphook nodded and summoned a parchment.
"Please write the nom de plume you wish to use along with the names of those you don't wish to hear of, or if it is easier the names of those you wish to stay in contact with. Also please note down any shops' catalogues you want to subscribe to." He said handing the parchment to Harry along with a quill.
Harry did so. He knew without a doubt that Luna and Neville would never betray him. As god brothers, Harry and Neville had performed a ritual, making them brothers in blood as they were in spirit. They were family, brothers. Andromeda and Ted Tonks - Nymphadora's parents - were also family and family is everything for a Black. Then there was the twins, Harry hesitated. He knew that they were trustworthy but they were so close to those who wanted to harm him. He shook his head with a sigh as he wrote their names. 'They may be family to them, but they would never be foolish enough to act against me without the full story"
For the Alias he chose Cyprian Blue, it was a muggle name so no one would be suspicious.
'It will be alright' he thought as he wrote. It was about everyone he wanted to reach. Sirius was dead, Remus too. So yeah that was all.
"Can I add people later?" he asked as he handed the parchment back to Griphook.
"Of course, you just have to send us their name and it will be done" Griphook assured him.
"Thank you" Harry smiled as Ragnok entered the room drawing their attention.
"The money was collected as you asked. Of course we will not mention your name. Is there anything else we can do for you?" Ragnok asked sitting behind his desk.
"Griphook and I were discussing ways of communication once I left the wizarding world. I still don't know where to go, so if you have any suggestions on some properties I could buy...?" Harry asked.
"Oh, you don't need to buy a new property, you have plenty enough as it is. Of course the Potter, Black and Gaunt properties are near villages but your other properties are situated in remote places, the Peverell properties in particular, they seemed to hide from the world living deep in forests and on top of mountains. Do you have a particular type of property in mind?
"Well I quite like the idea of living in the forest. Do I own a property in a magical forest far from wizards and muggles with the strongest wards possible and house elves so that Dobby won't feel lonely as he won't ever be leaving? I want to leave as fast as possible so the house has to be in good state. Also I would like to hire a team of curse breakers and ward master to revive the wards and set up new ones." Harry said thinking fast.
"The Peverell main house is located in Aokigahara a Japanese forest. No one dares to go into the forest as it is said to be cursed. And you must know that there is no such thing as a non-magical forest as magic is everywhere and as long as you wish for it, you will meet her children." Ragnok reassured with a smile.
"Great. Well I need to settle some things before I leave so once I am ready I will come back and we can go immediately." Harry said getting up. Griphook and Ragnok nodded getting up as well. Harry called for Dobby to reapply his glamour before getting out. He really needed to know why his wand wasn't working anymore and the only one who could help him was the man who had sold it to him. And so Harry made his way to Ollivanders.
As he entered the shop he felt the wards wash over him as refreshing as cool water making him sigh.
"Welcome" a voice said from behind him making him jump slightly.
"Good morning, Mr Ollivander" Harry said once he could calm his thudding heart. " I know that as a wandmaker you can't reveal anything about your client unless you have his permission but I would feel reassured if you would swear on your magic that you would never tell in any possible way what I am going to tell you now along with the fact that I was here" He said sounding menacing. Ollivander only smiled and nodded.
"Of course. I, Garrick Ollivander, swear on my magic to never tell what will be discussed now along with the fact that Mister Potter was ever here, so mote it be." he said shocking Harry.
"How do you who I am?" Harry asked quite bluffed.
"I can feel your wand pulsing in your pocket and you magic is too powerful to go unnoticed Mr Potter." He answered with a faraway look.
'He looks like Luna' Harry thought.
"If you say so" he said.
"How may I help you today Mr Potter" Ollivander asked suddenly focused.
"Well my wand isn't working for me and I would like to know why?" Harry said taking out his wand.
"It doesn't work anymore you say. Please show me" he requested.
Harry nodded and whispered "Lumos."
Nothing happened leaving Harry quite frustrated. While Ollivander seemed to glow with happiness for some reason.
"Wonderful" he exclaimed clapping enthusiastically. "Simply marvellous! Well Mr Potter, it would seem that you no longer require a wand." Ollivander said puzzling Harry even more.
"What do you mean?" he asked.
"You see Mister Potter, wizards didn't always use wands. In the beginnings of our kind we used staffs that we made ourselves and which were an extension of our entire being. Of course no one else could use it and once we died it was buried alongside with us. It could take one a whole lifetime to find all the elements necessary to build his staff. But as time went by, wizards started to choose the easy way by just using elements which were attuned to their magic only." Ollivander answered with a distant gaze.
"Why isn't it good if it is only attuned to our magic?" Harry asked even more confused.
"Ahh a good question young one. You see, as we grow in body and mind our magic change along with us; a wand that you receive at eleven will perhaps not work as well for you when you will turn twenty. But as you grow used to it you will be reluctant to change. A staff however, as it is an extension of your very soul, body, mind and magic; it will evolve as you do so." Ollivander explained his gaze softening as if revisiting some fond memory.
"But why would wizards let go of something so amazing" Harry asked frowning.
"As I said they chose the easy way. And the more they did so, the more they became unable to feel the need to have their own staff. Of course some did continue to create their own staff but the most families died out long ago, part because they didn't have an heir, part because they were killed unable to defend themselves against wand using wizards who hunted them down in a show of power." Ollivander sadly
"If that is so why don't I need a wand anymore? I don't feel any different from before." Harry was more confused than ever.
"You are favoured by Magic, Mister Potter; everyone who look at you can see that. And it seems that Magic herself decided to grant you the chance to grow more powerful. Right now you are just confused but in a few days you will start feeling the pull and then you will know what to do. Everything else will be a question a determination. You just have to remember that no matter what hardship you come across it will never be something you can't do, because nature made it so you can, and no matter how unappealing the component of your staff is to you, you will have to accept it because your staff is a part of you, in a sense we could even say that it is you and not accepting it is the same as denying yourself." he advised his gaze more serious than ever and Harry nodded almost compulsively
"Does that mean that I will not be able to use magic anymore until I have my staff?" Harry asked and his frown was back
"Of course not mister Potter you still have potions, herbology which don't require you casting spells and wandless casting, if you manage to master it that is." he said and Harry wanted to snort. He was screwed then. He royally sucked in potions having no interest in it, herbology was too dangerous if you didn't have your wand at hand and wandless casting, oh it was just the most difficult branch of magic.
"I can see at your face that you are giving up without even trying. As I said, Magic favours you, I am sure that She will guide and protect you. And wandless magic isn't that difficult if we are attuned to our magic" Ollivander reassured him with a genuine smile.
With those kind words he disappeared from sight leaving a baffled Harry behind. He looked around for him but gave up after a few minutes.
"Thank you for everything" he whispered in the air as he exited the shop. Next on the list was Madam Malkin's Robes for all occasions, he needed new clothes. It had nothing with being vain but now that he knew he had more than enough money it would be bizarre to not wear clothes his own size instead of his cousin's hand me downs.
The street had come to life while Harry was talking with Ollivander so he made sure to appear as inconspicuous as possible. The last thing he wanted was to be remarked by unwanted eyes. Once he arrived at the shop he was received by a young woman with a business smile.
"Welcome young sir, my name is Elea, how may I help you?" She said.
"I would like a whole new wardrobe with wizard wear and muggle wear please." Harry said politely.
"Of course, have you decided on the material you are going to use? If not we have a catalogue if you would like." she said and Harry nodded gratefully. Elea went in the backroom and came back with a voluminous book which she gave him.
"Please take your time, once you are ready please call for me." Elea said.
Harry opened the catalogues on fabrics. It contained information along with a sample of each fabric. Harry was amazed by the sheer number of fabrics, some he would have never imagined. Of course there were fabrics which didn't suit his tastes, being too fancy and not resistant enough, and there were also some fabrics who caught his eye immediately. You could read.
Acromantula silk – waterproof, venom resistant (apart from basilisk venom), fire resistant, doesn't tear, cannot be charmed once sewed, absorbs ambient magic, lightweight.
2 Galleons the meter
Veela feather – fireproof, waterproof, fire based spells resistant, absorb spells and ambient magic, cannot be charmed, natural focus for fire based spells.
5 Galleons each feather
Demon shed – waterproof, fireproof, doesn't tear, can take whatever aspect is desired, can be charmed at any time, can be charmed once sewed, lightweight.
10 Galleons the meter
Hungarian Horntail's hide – fireproof, waterproof, fire based spells resistant, resistant to water based spells, doesn't tear, can't be charmed once sewed.
50 Galleons the meter
Merpeople shed – waterproof, doesn't tear, lightweight.
20 Galleons the meter
Basilisk hide – venom-proof, fireproof, waterproof, spell resistant (aside from the unforgivables), doesn't tear, can't be charmed once sewed.
100 Galleons the meter
And so on... After choosing four fabrics, Harry turned to Elea who noticed him and came over.
"Have you chosen?" she asked smiling.
"Well before I make my choice I would like to know, how do you harvest Merpeople scales or Veela feathers or again demon shed, whatever that is" Harry asked which surprised Elea greatly as people usually didn't care as long as it wasn't illegal so she answered honestly.
"We are in contact with the Veela communities and the Merpeople communities. Veelas shed their feathers every few years and sell what they don't have use for, it is the same for Merpeople. As for demon shed it is not the skin of a real demon but a synthetic fabric"
"Alright" Harry said reassured. He wouldn't buy the skin of magical beings they had killed. "For the fabric, I will take Acromantula silk, basilisk hide, Merpeople scales and demon shed. I would like fifty shirts, forty trousers, sixty socks thirty jackets, twenty cloaks, forty pairs of boots, twenty hats and sixty underwear. For the colour I would like light ones, not pastel, if possible a lot of deep blue and black. Also I would like all the clothes to have a heat regulator charm on them along with a dirt repellent charm. For the design, I will leave it to you as long as it is practical and can be worn no matter the situation, nothing official." Harry said to which Elea nodded and took out a meter.
"Please step on the stool" she said. Harry obeyed and after she took his measurements (thank Merlin he had only changed his facial features) she sat down and motioned for him to sit in front of her. "From the material you chose, I can say it will cost 150000 galleons for the fabric and our wages are 5 Galleons per piece of clothing. It will take three weeks at least so if you agree on the price you can come back later to take them"
"The price doesn't matter. If possible could you send everything to Gringotts as they will be handling the payment. You just have to say that it is for Cyprian Blue" Harry said getting up.
"Alright mister Blue" Elea said "Have a good day sir" she said as Harry left the store and made his way to Gringotts'. He was finally ready to go finally he would be free from these people who would worship him when they needed a scaping-goat and then betray him in the most horrible ways once they didn't need him anymore. As Harry looked around him as he walked to Gringotts he felt nothing, nothing could bind him to this world if not duties they thought were his. He had to save them, he had to die for them, it was his duty to be their stepping stone. Just thinking about it made Harry angry, he had been used all his life and until some days ago he had yearned to be of more use.
'Yeah right as if that will happen now.' he thought snorting.
Once he entered Gringotts Harry went straight to Griphook who lead him to the Ragnok's office where the goblin was waiting for them.
"If you have everything in order now, would you like to visit your vaults before going?" he asked.
" No, I don't think I have much time before they come searching for me in Diagon alley and I don't think I can face them now." Harry said and Griphook nodded in understanding. He took out a golden ring.
"Then please touch the ring is a portkey to the Peverell main house. Please touch it." he instructed and Harry did so. The three of them took hold of the ring and with muttered "Portus" they were gone.
To be continued
AN: So Harry got to run away before getting caught. Hope you liked it. Please review
