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Hogwarts School Of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Albus Dumbledore headmaster of Hogwarts and Chief Warlock of the Wizengamot, sat silently in his office making sure everything was prepared for the arrival of the young Potter Heir. His letter had been sent off by international Owl and now he had the reply on his desk in front of him. It seems Harry's adoptive father as insisted on several conditions for Harry to attend Hogwarts. One Dumbledore was not allowed to interfere in the boys life, unless it was school matters, secondly Harry would be allowed to wear a specially designed gauntlet from the muggle world. Dumbledore had not been to keen on the two conditions. He needed to be involved with Harry's life outside of school so that he could guide the boy to his destiny. Dumbledore looked down at the second condition. He had no clue what this gauntlet was, but from what he had witnessed several years ago, he knew it couldn't be good for his plans for the boys. Harry had already been taught basic spell work thanks to the American Ministry, and all his results had been forwarded on to the British Ministry. Dumbledore had seen the results, and was not happy. It seems the boy had already studied the first and second syllabus. This would put him at least two years ahead of his peers. With that much of a head start Dumbledore was certain the boy would go to Ravenclaw, which again would put a spanner in his plan. The boy was to be sorted into Gryffindor, there he could be monitored by the young Weasley male who would be attending Hogwarts the same year as Harry. Dumbledore had a great influence over the Weasley family so if Harry was to befriend their son, then that would just reinforce his control over the boy. Dumbledore suddenly heard a knock on his door.
"Come in!" Dumbledore noticed that it was Hagrid, Hogwarts game keeper, another one of his many pawns. Hagrid was as loyal as a dog to him and would do anything he was told to do. The fact that Hagrid didn't have much up stairs was also very helpful and made him easy to control.
"Good evening Professor, you wanted to see me." The half giant stomped into the office and took a seat opposite the headmaster. The chair creaked under his weight.
Dumbledore smiled and held out a bowl of lemon drops. Unknown to the faculty they were laced with truth serum, so that no one could possibly lie to him. " Lemon drop Hagrid." Dumbledore watched as the half giant took two of the sweets and placed them in his mouth. Dumbledore then placed the bowl back on his desk.
"I want to thank you for coming tonight Hagrid and to go over the plan for tomorrow. As you know Young Harry has been living in America and will arrive by international Port-key at the Ministry tomorrow. You are to meet him there and take him school shopping in Diagon Alley. Now this is very important Hagrid, when you go to Gringotts, find the Goblin known as Griphook. He will take you to Harry's vault. Under no circumstances is Harry to see the Director or any other Goblin, is that understood?
Hagrid just nodded his head and allowed the headmaster to continue.
"While at Gringotts, I also want you to give this to the clerk on duty. It seems the item I aquired from my good friend Nicholas is no longer safe, and I have decided to hide it here at Hogwarts. You are to go to the vault and retrieve the stone. After you have collected the stone, you are to take Harry school shopping. Again he is only allowed to purchase the required items on his school list, nothing else. Lastly he is to spend the night at the Leaky Cauldron, before you leave you're to give him his ticket. Under no circumstances are you tell him how to get onto the platform. I have already arranged for Molly to meet him there. Did you understand all that?"
Hagrid again just nodded, and took everything he needed from Dumbledore. He then left the headmaster office, leaving Dumbledore alone to carry on scheming how he was going to get his plan back on track.
British Ministry next Day
Cornelius Fudge, Minister of the British Ministry nervously hopped from one foot to the other. Harry Potter was finally coming back to the Wizarding world. The public and the press had been crucifying him for the last several years about what had happened to the suppose saviour of the wizarding world. In fact all the bad press and public hate had almost pushed him out of office. It was only thanks to several bribes from several wealthy Ministry personnel that Fudge had survived the latest elections. Fudge could hear the heavy breathing of the press who had gathered here for the arrival of Harry Potter. Fudge looked to the giant of man next to him. What could Dumbledore had been thinking, sending this great think to pick up the boy-who-lived? The press were going to have a field day. Suddenly Fudge attention turned to the port-key arrival area. Two men dressed in smart black suits, had appeared. Each wearing a plain white shirt with black tie. They both had shades over their eyes and each seemed to have some weird device coming from their ear. Fudged wondered if this was some type of hoax, who were these people and where was Harry Potter. Fudge could see the cameras had already started flashing. Fudge noticed one of the men spoke into his suit collar, why the Minister had no idea, however he listened carefully, hopefully to find out just what the hell was going on here.
"Yes Sir, we have landed at the Ministry. Area is secure, you can send Master Stark through." Fudge was confused, who were these people? And who the hell was Mr Stark. However Fudge soon got his answer as another figure appeared between the two men. the figure was a boy, dressed in black pants and a black shirt he too had shades over his eyes. the boy had messy black hair and stood there with an aura of power swirling around him.
Fudge immediately approached the group, he wanted to find out just what the hell was going on, and where was Harry Potter.
"Excuse me there, but can I ask who you are?"
Harry turned to take a look at the fat man walking towards him. The man was dressed in a tatty old suit and wore a bowler hat.
"It's normally polite to introduce yourself, and then ask questions. However it seems even basic manner don't exist in this outdated world. My name is Harry Stark, and I am to attend Hogwarts School Of Witchcraft and Wizardry. However you may know me better has Harry Potter, or as your world as come to call me. The-boy-who-lived."
Fudge eyes widened and quickly bowed in apology. already he had messed this meeting up, the reporter quills were going none stop behind him, not to mention the flash from the cameras. "Forgive me Mr Potter, I had no clue it was you. I would like to finally welcome you home. My name is Cornelius Fudge, I am the Minister for the British Ministry."
Harry eyes glowed. "My home is in the States Minister, I may have been born here, but I was also abandoned here. Don't thing I have forgotten what happened to me when I was younger. I am here to complete my magical education, after which I will be returning back to the States. I have no intention of moving to England."
Fudge was speechless, this was not going well at all. The Boy-who-lived had basically told the press that he was abandoned as a baby and that he doesn't want anything to do with the place of his birth. Fudge gulped.
"Mr Potter, I would like to apologies on behalf of the British Ministry for what happened to you as a child. I assure you had we been informed of what had happened, you would have been moved immediately into the care of the Ministry and we would have seen to it that you found a loving home and good environment to grow up in."
Harry smirked. "Minister my name is Harry Stark, or Master Stark, I do not want to hear anybody addressing me has Harry Potter. that name died the minute I was adopted by my father. So please address me as such."
Fudge again had to back pedal, the whispering had already started. "Forgive me Master Stark. My I inquire on who the two gentleman are with you?"
Harry looked to either side of him. "Well they are the equivalent to what you call your Aurors. Except they work in the American Ministry which is far more advanced then what you have here. They will be accompanying me until I get on the Hogwarts Express. After that they will return back to the States."
Fudge growled, the little shit was now trying to show up his own Ministry, however Fudge kept his temper in check. "Very well Master Stark, May I introduce you to Hagrid. He will be taking care of you until you board the Hogwarts Express. Now if you excuse me I have to get back to running the Ministry, If you follow Hagrid he will lead you to Alley.
Fudge stormed off, just leaving Harry to face the press, Fudge smiled to himself. Little shit thinking he can show me up, well lets see how he deals with the press, eating him alive.
Harry noticed all the reporters suddenly began to circle in on him. It was then he noticed the two American Aurors closed ranks around him. Harry could see Hagrid now towering behind the crowd of reporters, Harry heard the various questions and noticed the flashes from the cameras, however he ignored everyone. He pushed his way towards the man who could only be described as a giant in Harry's opinion. Harry noticed there seemed to be tears in the giants eyes, why the hell was he crying?
"Harry, is good to see you. Last time I saw you was when you were a baby. You were so small I could have held you in one of my hands. It was me who retrieved from your home and brought you to Dumbledore."
Harry eyes suddenly glowed. "You mean you were one of the people who abandoned me on the doorstep of my magic hating relatives?"
Hagrid lowered his head. "Harry, Dumbledore thought your relatives would take you in. He didn't know they would throw you in an orphanage."
Harry growled. "I think I would rather do my own school shopping, just point me towards the Alley and I you can go back to the headmaster."
Hagrid panicked. "Sorry Harry, I can't do that, you see Dumbledore gave me instructions and I have to carry them out. Also you wouldn't be able to access your gold at Gringotts, and muggle money is no good in the alley. I also have your train ticket."
Harry removed his shades. "Look I don't give a toss what Dumbledore has told you, the last person I want to be around is someone who helped abandoned me. So unless you want me to report you for thief, you will hand over my key, and ticket now. If not you will regret it!"
Hagrid looked into the eyes of Harry, he could tell the boy wasn't joking. He dug into his huge pockets and removed the key and ticket, he then handed them to Harry.
Harry took the key and the ticket and then inspected it. According to the ticket, the train left tomorrow from King Cross station and from Platform nine and three quarters. Harry had heard the English was weird but have platform that had quarters just sounded too weird. "Platform nine and three quarters, is this the right ticket?"
Hagrid nodded his head. "Stick close to your ticket, Harry, I can tell you how to access the platform as Dumbledore told me not to tell you." Hagrid tried to cover his mouth. "I shouldn't have told you that."
Harry was losing patients, this giant was close to be blasted through the wall with a repulser blast. "Why doesn't Dumbledore want me knowing how to get onto the platform? He wants me to attend Hogwarts does he not? So why not tell me how to access the platform."
Hagrid noticed the two Aurors had now drawn their wands ready to hex him. Of course the spells wouldn't do much good, but some of them still hurt.
"Fine, to access the platform you have to walk between platform nine and 10. There will be a special wall between the two platforms, you walk through that wall. Now If you want to get to the Alley, then you will have to use the floo. In fact let me take you to the alley, and then I will leave you too it."
Harry thought about proposition. "Very well you take me to the alley, and then I will do my own shopping." Harry watched the giant take some powder from a small pot on the top of the fireplace. He watched as Hagrid threw in a hand of powder. The flames suddenly turned green. Harry then heard Hagrid shout.
"Leaky Cauldron!" Harry then watched Hagrid walk into the flames and vanish.
Harry took some floo powder from the fire place and then repeated what he had just seen and heard. He noticed the fire turned green, he then took a deep breath and stepped through it. He found himself in a dirty smelly room. It was obvious he was in some sort of bar, as several men had huge tankers in front of them. Harry turned to see his two Aurors walk out of the flames and flank him once more.
"Harry this way." Just as Harry was making his way towards Hagrid, he suddenly paused and placed his hand to his scar. For some reason it seemed to be inflamed. Just as the pain had started it had vanished. Harry brushed it off as maybe nerves. He followed Hagrid out of the pub and into the garden. He then watched Hagrid use his umbrella to tap several bricks. He then watched as the brick began to part showing a small alley.
"This way Harry, you're in for a real treat you are." Harry just decided to take Hagrid word and followed the man down the small alley. He noticed it opened up into a huge street, that lots of weird looking shops. It wasn't only the shops that looked weird, but the people walking around too. Everyone was in outdated dress and several wore pointed hats.
"Pointed hats, don't tell me they use broomsticks and have black cats." Harry heard the aurors behind him snigger, Harry noticed the joke was lost on Hagrid, however when he saw several witches carrying brooms he shut up. This place was getting more and more bizarre.
A/N: Next Chapter Harry meets the Goblins for the first time. I would like people to remember, that Harry has grown up away from all this and so everything to him, is going to be weird or bizarre. Also those wondering about Harry's character, remember he was abandoned and placed in a Orphanage. No one care for him or tried to help him, except Tony Stark and Pepper Potts. So he doesn't really give a shit about England and the wizarding world in general.
