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Devil's Ascension

Chapter 4

Harry woke up early that Monday morning. He got up showered and dressed in all black attire, similar to what he wore last time except black and the jacket's length reaches until mid thigh.

He spoke with his family and it has been decided that he will take the case. Dante readily agreed upon hearing the price he demanded, his dad agreed explaining its time he confronts his past, while Vergil just agreed. The girls had mixed reactions. Trish and Lucia agreed after being convince by the twins Nevan didn't care either way but tried to get permission to go with him arguing that she'll be useful to him whether in succubus or her devil arms form. His mom axed that idea and she wanted her baby back home and dote on him. In the end it was decided upon majority of votes.

"Let's go Lady," he called as he went down the stairs. "We need to take care of some things first in the alley before we head up to the school."

"I'm ready, just finishing up receiving this delivery." She called out from the garage. "Your ride just arrived. Dante sent it two days ago."

Harry excitedly went to the garage. "Sweet," he whistled as he looked at a custom made, concept motorcycle of Dante. It was big but sleek, shiny black bike.

"Yeah, Dante knows how you're such a big fan of that Final Fantasy RPG and movie that he modeled this after it." Lady explained. "The sword compartments are fully functional and can easily modified to fit any devil arms you currently have. Vergil took the liberty of putting on enchantments so it will work even in places with high concentration of magic and not go haywire."

"Cool, let's take it for a spin then on our way to the alley." Harry smiled.

Lady tossed him a helmet and climbed on, encircling her hands on his waist as he gradually sped up out of the garage.

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"Good morning, Griphook, I'd like to make a withdrawal," Harry greeted the goblin. "My name's Harry Sparda but the vault is under DMC London branch."

The goblin looked at him in surprise. "Greetings Mr. Sparda, it's a surprise that you remember my name when most wizards couldn't care less." He spoke after a brief moment. They met two three days ago when Harry set up the vault for DMC London.

"Its also fortunate that you have arrived before we sent out an owl, there are just a few documents that you need to sign. Your father recently signed some papers in Gringotts USA turning over control of your family vault to you."

The instant that Harry was blood adopted, it was magically registered in the Department of Child Welfare, Gringotts and other important muggle government departments. With the change of Harry's guardianship, the goblins immediately sent Sparda an owl informing of his temporary control of the Potter family vault and assets that was transferred from Harry's former magical guardian, Albus Dumbledore. Dumbledore was livid when this happened but chose not to reveal to anyone that he had an idea of who has custody of Harry Potter though he couldn't locate where, hoping he could use the information in the near future.

Sparda's goblin account manager received the letter. He also entrusted its management to another goblin. He 's already wealthy on his own, equal to that of the Potters, thus having control of the Potter wealth is of no importance to him. Harry was informed by Sparda of his inheritance at the age of eleven as stated by the Potter's will and given control of his trust fund though he never took anything from it since he was well taken cared of by his mom and dad and even by the twins who were already independent when they turned eighteen.

Griphook took out several parchments that Harry promptly signed then was given a note.

Dear Harry,

Your father and I have discussed this and decided to give you control of the Potter vaults earlier since you have decided to learn to live independently. We know how responsible you are and that you will manage your family assets wisely. However I also wish that you'll use it to live your life to the fullest and enjoy and have fun being a teenager sweet pea.

I miss you so much and glad that Lady is with you and will take care of you. And dear I'll be happy if you also get a girlfriend but please decide to get married and give me grandchildren at a much later time.

Take care and visit soon.

Love,

Mom

He blushed a bit but smiled. "Griphook, may I know who are the account manager for the Potter accounts?"

"Two goblins are handling them Mr. Sparda. One of them is me. Are there any changes you would like to implement? I understand if you give the positions to another wizard since most hardly trusts the goblins with their money matters."

"No Griphook, I trust the goblins more and the current set up is perfect. I mean who else would know how to properly deal with my businesses other than the goblins." Harry said.

"Thank you for entrusting us with your money matters Mr. Sparda. Is there anything else you want to do before we go down to your vaults?" Griphook asked gratefully at him.

"Just two things, please move all that is currently contained in my trust fund vault to the DMC vault and temporarily freeze the trust fund. I already finished school and will just restart it when I already have a family of my own. And give my friend here access and her own key to the DMC vault." He decided as he nodded towards Lady.

"Very well, it will be done once we reached the vaults. This way please." Griphook guided them towards the mine carts, Harry followed arm in arm with Lady.

They first reached the DMC vault that has been moved to a bigger one. Harry whistled as he saw the amount of money in there, Griphook explaining that his trust fund has accumulated greatly through the years of being unused. He asked for two moneybags and stuffed them full with money amounting to two thousand galleons each and gave one to Lady who gave in to Harry's insistence. Harry then asked to be taken to his family vault.

Harry approached the vault reluctantly; this is the first time that he will be entering the Potter family vault and is uncertain if he is indeed ready to face his past.

"Are you okay Harry?" Lady asked as she gently placed a hand on his shoulder.

"I'm fine," he responded softly.

"Alright, I'll wait for you outside…" Lady began. She understands that he may need some privacy.

"No, please, come with me. I trust you and I really need you inside with me." Harry whispered and took her hand in his as they went in.

The vault is really humongous. Tall piles of gold, silver and bronze greeted them. There are also numerous chests filled with treasures and gems. There are also organized sections that contain artifacts, a library of sort with many rare books, weapons and in the farthest corner is where family heirlooms and other stuff like furniture, paintings, and such are kept. There, Harry found lying on top of the table are two letters both addressed to him.

He opened one, which turned out to be from his mother.

Dearest Harry,

I'm sorry sweetie but if you're reading this then our worst fear has come and Voldemort has killed us. I want you to know that I love you so much from the moment you were conceived. You're our greatest bundle of joy and my happiest moment is when I gave birth to you and saw such an angel. I only hope that you grew up normally and happily with either Sirius or Remus.

It was my and your father's wish that you are raised by them and not in the muggle world with my sister Petunia. I love my sister but she hates anything involving magic. I also wish for you to live and enjoy your life to the fullest and never let revenge consume you or rule your life for you. Let fate run its course, the time for you to exact justice on Voldemort will come when it's due.

Enough sentimentality for now, we have left you with everything that we have as the last Potter, our family being one of the oldest there is but more than that your father and I left you our school trunks filled with memories about our family so that you may have something's to remember us by. Inside my trunk are our wedding rings and the Potter engagement rings. I hope you will find the girl that will love you entirely and will give you a loving family of your own.

We will be with you always.

Love your mother,

Lily Evans-Potter

Harry folded the letter silently, breathing deeply and opened the other one he believed to be from his father.

Dear prongslet,

Hi son, if you're reading this then… well, you got the idea and hopefully informed of what happened to us if you were brought up by padfoot (Sirius) or Moony (Remus Lupin). Though I suspect that Dumbledore would try to do otherwise. He fights for the light but is a bit manipulative to my liking. If you don't know yet, there is a prophecy involving you and Voldemort, which is the reason why he went after us. But do not concern you're self for now, study and train but never forget to have fun.

Knowing you're mom, she already mentioned in her letter about our trunks. Inside mine I leave you with all the information about our group, the marauders, our prank book and journal regarding our days in Hogwarts. It also has my invisibility cloak and a marauders map showing you the details of Hogwarts and its grounds. To activate, simply say "I solemnly swear I'm up to no good", and when you're done say "Mischief managed."

Enjoy life my son, find a great girl, marry her and start a loving family of your own. Never forget the past but do not wallow in it in despair. We love you son and will be with you always.

Love your dad,

James Potter

Harry pocketed both letters as he cried silently, tears flowing and his fist clenched. Lady engulfed him in a hug and he buried his face in the crook of her neck as he felt comfort being in her arms.

"Ready to go now Harry?" she asked as he composed himself.

"Yeah, let me just grab these." He took out his wand, shrunk his parents' trunks and put them in his pocket. They walked out hand in hand.

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Blaise and Hermione walked out of the great hall already having finished lunch, Ron still stuffing his face inside, and are own their way to Transfiguration class when they heard the roar of a motorcycle. They then saw it through the open doors of the entrance hall as it pulls up into the courtyard. Several students watch in awe as they once again saw Harry Potter dismount and assist a girl getting off the vehicle. He opened up a side compartment and took out his sword that he then sheathed on his back. His gun is resting in its holster that is strapped on his right thigh. The girl is also armed with a handgun and a submachine gun holstered on her waist. Unknown to them, she also has a bazooka, the Kalina Ann, currently shrunk in her pocket.

Harry ignored the whispers and scrutinizing looks as he and Lady walked into the castle. He spoke to the two girls he saw by the door.

"Hi there. Can you please direct as to where the headmasters office is?" he asked them politely.

Hermione gulped as she heard his deep baritone voice and replied with a blush. "Y-yes, we can help you, it would be better if we escort you there."

"What my friend is saying is that we will accompany you there since it is a little further in at the west wing of the castle and you might get lost if we just give you directions." Blaise said having better control of her reaction. They received a curt nod.

"A-are you really Harry Potter?" Hermione asked nervously but excited. Blaise discreetly elbowed her. "I'm sorry, that was rude of me."

"Yes I am but my name is Harry Sparda now. As for proof," he casually flipped his bangs to show his scar. Lady was stifling a laugh, amused by the girl' reaction and boldness.

"We apologize Mr. Sparda," Blaise interjected. "It wasn't our place to question or doubt your identity."

Harry smiled at her causing her to avert her eyes after meeting his then looked flushed a bit. Harry became mildly curious at the girl with the calm, almost cold, demeanor. The other he hadn't paid much attention to, having short patience with giggly schoolgirls.

"And may I know your name?" Harry asked.

"I-I'm Blaise Zabini," she stuttered a bit, "and this is my friend Hermione Granger."

"Nice to meet you, and this is my best friend Lady," gesturing to Lady, oblivious to the scowl that was forming on her face.

"Well, here we are. Just say the password to the gargoyle, which I believe is still the default Lemon drop. If not then you just have to guess, the headmaster always uses candy names even the muggle ones. We must be off for our class." With a nod, she quickly dragged Hermione away with her.

"I'll see you around soon." Harry just couldn't resist say after her.

"Do you really have to flirt with her? What do you see in here anyway?" Lady mumbled the last one but was still heard by Harry.

"Aw, is my precious Lady being jealous? Don't be, you know you're all that I care about and the only one I need." He teased while wrapping his arms around her then went to give her a peck on the cheeks.

"Hah, as if I have anything to be jealous about that girl." She rebuked but blushed with Harry's nearness.

Harry chuckled well heartedly, gave the password to the gargoyle, luckily is still the default, and they went up to meet with the headmaster.

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Albus Dumbledore was sitting comfortably in his chair, enjoying a lemon drop when he heard a knock.

"Come in," he called out. " Ah, what a pleasant surprise to see you Mr. Sparda, you are a bit earlier that expected, please take a seat. Nice to also have you with us my dear." He greeted Lady.

"Lemon Drop?" he offered but both declined.

"We have agreed to accept the job. We came earlier to discuss with you how the operation will be set up and also ask for information on what has occurred in the past years that may be relevant like any mishaps or unusual incidents." Harry stated, he has already heard of what happened the past three years but only the headmaster and those involved knows the full details.

"I was thinking that you might go on and pretend to be a student, I can arrange for you to be sorted at dinner," he mused. "As for the information, we can discuss that later tonight and brief you with what we have on our files."

"No, posing as a student will not help." Harry spoke in a professional tone. "It will not be good for us to be labeled and subjected to inter-house rivalries and biases when our objective is to secure the safety of everyone. We must not also be subjected under the rules and curfews implemented on the students. In relation to this, I will have to require you to provide us with lodgings separate of the dorms."

Dumbledore nodded, Harry's argument gave no room for compromise. His plan to somehow control him by placing him under the guise of a student was immediately dismissed by the boy.

'This will bear much thought than I anticipated. I have to agree with him for now.' He thought.

"Very well then Mr. Sparda and…" he politely looked at Lady.

"Call me Lady, just Lady." she replied nonchalantly.

"Yes, Ms. Lady, I hope you enjoy your stay, your reasoning is sound and we'll proceed with it. As for your cover, perhaps you would agree if we introduce you as assistants to some of our professors, though which subject I will leave to you." He continued.

Harry nodded. "We will have to choose DADA, it's also an opportunity to gauge how knowledgeable the students are in defending themselves and how to best protect them will be based on that." He paused a bit. "Lady is a muggle but she can teach them muggle ways of self defense such as hand to hand combat. We can never be too careful now can we?"

Dumbledore nodded happily. "Of course, now then you must be tired from your journey, one of our house elf will escort you to our guest suite." He finished as a random Hogwarts elf appeared.

"Well see you and introduce you to the students at dinner, just proceed and sit down at the High Table with the faculty. Good day to both of you."

"Good day, headmaster." Harry and Lady replied still in business manner and went out following the elf.

'At least you are here now my boy…' was Dumbledore's thought as he popped another lemon drop in his mouth.

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A/N: Thanks to all the reviews. I'm very glad that you like the story so far. Also, thanks for the votes and I will have to close the polls now, earlier than announced, since I have enough to make my decision. There is already a slight hint to the pairings in this chapter.

Oh, yeah, and I need your help on another matter. One, may I borrow offensive and defensive spells that any of you know or created in your fics, please? Though the action scenes would mostly involve guns, swords, and other weapons, I still need to make Harry duel it out like any wizard should. Second and last, I need a Beta reader, to those who want to, please send me an email. I will write down your names then draw one out so it'll be fair and random.

Hope you all continue to read and review. More action will be coming soon on the next chapters