Chapter 3:
Leaving Magical England - Part 3
Date: Thursday, July 11th, 1996
Location: Gringotts Bank (British Branch) - Medical Wing
Time: 5:58 am (And counting)
It took a few minutes or so to walk towards the Gringotts Medical Wing. However, as soon as Harry stepped over the threshold into the Medical Wing, a stasis light surrounded only him, freezing him in place. At the same time, there was a klaxon alert going through the Medical Wing.
Why does things like this always happen to me? Was Harry's thought before there was a red beam flowing from the top of the stasis light shooting all the way to the floor, stunning Harry unconscious. His body was then lowered to the ground where a stretcher had appeared and four goblins in some form of a white medical lab coat came up to him and carried him to an enchanted stasis bed.
*Would somebody shut that thing off!* The goblin by Harry's right shoulder yelled out. A few moments later, the klaxon alert was turned off, however, the orange lights that were flashing along with the siren were still on.
"What's wrong with him?" Katie asked in a panicked voice, trying to get to her boyfriend. She had been immediately pulled aside by Srac when the stasis light was turned on, and since then, she was blocked from being next to him. She was extremely worried for her boyfriend, and afraid of what's going on.
"He's been infected by Black Magic." Srac said quietly, as he held back Heir Potter's mate. He was ordered to hold her back in case something like this happened "Hence the stasis field, and now the immediate Medical attention. He'll be fine. Now, calm down!" He barked at the end.
A few seconds later of struggling, Katie finally heard the goblin behind her and took a few calming breaths.
"Now, are you willing to cooperate, or am I going to have to detain you Miss Bell?" Srac asked
"I'll cooperate." Katie said after a few more calming breaths.
"Good." Srac said as he released her hands. She stayed where she was, waiting for direction of some sort.
"Now, go sit and wait until the procedures on the young Heir are finished." Srac said as he lead her to a sitting/waiting room area. Srac stood at the entrance while Katie sat down at a nearby seat, worried for her boyfriend.
Location: Hogwarts - Headmaster's Office
Date: Thursday, July 11th, 1996
Time: 8:06 a.m.
Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Chief Warlock of the Wizengamot, and Supreme Mugwamp of the International Confederation of Wizards (ICW), had just finished eating a delightful breakfast with the remaining staff that stays at Hogwarts Castle during the Summer Break and had returned to his office a few minutes ago. When he sat at his desk, he noticed the Daily Prophet had been laid out on top. He decided to leave it alone for the time being as the Headline wasn't that important to him (something about a Death Eater being caught). Instead, the Headmaster decided to check up on a small collection of strange stone slabs of various sizes in the back of his magnificent, oval, office.
These stone slabs, are actually monitoring charms with different runes of a certain individual. There was a Tracking rune, which was connected to a slab with a map of England and her cities on it. There was also a Life Rune, which was softly glowing blue- a good sign, meaning the individual he was monitoring was alive and well (If it was a steady purple, then he was being beaten by the Dursley's again). There was another stone slab that was monitoring the Wards of Number Four Privet Drive. Again, if they were softly glowing blue, then Harry was where he was meant to be before being sent off to the Weasley's like he planned in a few weeks, after Sirius's Will. If it was glowing yellow, then something was up and he would indeed check up on the young boy. If it was glowing red, then the boy was near death and he would have had to do a daring rescue by sending a couple of his Order Members to get him out of there. If it was rapidly glowing Orange, then the boy is no longer there and hasn't been for some time. If it wasn't glowing at all, well... let's just say, that it won't be good for the Wizarding World, as that means the boy was dead. And right now, that slab monitoring the Blood Wards to Number Four, was glowing yellow.
Dumbledore double checked the monitoring rune on the boy and the Map of England, which was constantly scrying for the boy, and he was greatly alarmed that he couldn't find him anywhere in England. The boy would have been a little blue glowing dot on the map, and that dot was nowhere to be found. He checked the Life Rune to find it being normal - a solid blue color - and sighed in relief. At least the boy wasn't dead. He wondered why though, that he hadn't gotten an alert from one of his rings about the boy's situation. Then his eyes widened. That blasted boy must have gone to Gringotts early this morning. He realised. There was no other way, other than the Goblins, remove those charms and enchantments without his noticing. The ring would have woken him up earlier than his regular wake up time (6:30am) and he would have rushed to Gringotts.
Before going to Gringotts though, he sat at his desk and pulled out Parchment, Ink and Quill and started to write a Memo to his Deputy:
/=-=-=-=-=\
To Deputy Headmistress Minerva McGonagall.
Something has come up that requires my immediate attention. Now, I know it's not school time, but keep an eye on the Castle for me will you?
Signed
Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts, Chief Warlock of the Wizengamot, and Supreme Mugwamp of the I.C.W.
/=-=-=-=-=\
He dried the letter with a quick drying spell and had one of the Hogwart's House Elves deliver the memo to his Deputy. Then, he went over to the fireplace, activated his Floo, and flooed to the Leaky Cauldron and made his way towards Diagon, and then towards Gringotts Bank.
Location: Gringotts Bank - London Branch
Date: Thursday, July 11th, 1996
Time: 8:20 a.m.
Harry had woken up about a few minutes ago in the Medical Wing of the Gringotts Bank, London Branch, and the first thing he noticed was his eyesight. Everything was perfectly clear, and sharp, instead of blurry and shady. He also noticed that he wasn't wearing those terrible glasses. He looked around and noticed they were nowhere in sight. He figured that the goblin medics must have incinerated them. Good riddance. he thought. He really didn't need any reminders of Durzkaban. Which reminds me, I will need to go shopping soon. Katie will love that trip.
It took a few more seconds to realize that he wasn't the only being in the room. There was a Medical Goblin standing on his left, taking notes on what appeared to be their version of a clipboard, and Katie was sleeping on a huge comfortable-looking, leather couch behind the Goblin. She looked real comfortable as well. He wondered if he could get one of those couches for the new place they will be getting when they move to America.
"Good Morning Heir Potter." The Medical Goblin said once he tucked his clipboard under his arm. "I see that you are awake. That's good. How do you feel?" he asked
"Great actually." Harry answered, surprised at his own answer. Then he realized, he didn't have a constant headache anymore! His mind felt much clearer and lighter as well, like a heavy burden was lifted off of his shoulders. "Better than great actually."
"That's a good thing Heir Potter." the goblin said "Would you follow me? We have a couple more check-ups for you to go through, then we can get you over to our D.C. Branch as soon as possible."
"Alright." Harry said, swinging his legs over the edge of the bed. "Woah." Harry mumbled as he steadied himself on the edge. "Got up too fast." he said to the medical goblin. Harry took a calming breath and got onto his feet, before falling right back on his ass on the bed.
"Okay, what's up with me?" Harry asked the goblin.
"Your equilibrium has changed due to your new height." The Goblin explained "That, and your Metamorphmagus Abilities are out of whack right now and we really need to get them under some form of control before leaving the room today."
"Wait, Meta... what?" Harry asked, completely confused.
"Metamorphmagus." The goblin said slowly. "It means you are a shapeshifter. You can change your body height, shape, and color at will. And you are also capable of Gender Swapping. Meaning you can become a Female if you so wanted to."
"Great..." Harry didn't sound very happy about this ability.
"Come along Mr. Potter. The more you walk, the more your body will get used to its new abilities and height." The goblin said, encouraging the human teenager.
Harry nodded and took a breath before standing on his feet again, slowly this time. He held his arms out a little away from his body for some sense of balance, before nodding to himself and started to follow the Medical Goblin to another room.
"By the way," the Goblin started, while they walked "I am Rogsiel. Your personal Goblin Physician while you are in the U.K. Once you travel to America, you'll be transferred to Vras, my American counterpart."
"How are we getting to America by the way?" Harry asked, indicating his girlfriend they left behind in his recovery room.
"The Goblins have an Airfield that is traveled to by Goblin Portkey." Rogsiel answered "The Airfield is operated by trained Squibs and Muggleborn, and is recognized worldwide as well. The Airfield is also hidden under the Fidelius, however, all electronics are protected from Magic. Magic acts like an Electromagnetic Pulse, or EMP for short, and shuts down electronics. We goblins have found a way around this, and so have the Americans and other countries. British Wizards can do this as well, but as you know, they are very bigoted and naïve against technology and believe they are more powerful because of this."
"Idiots." Harry snorted "Guess that means they don't know what happened in Hiroshima and Nagasaki in 'forty-five, then." Harry said, remembering his Mundane History lessons from before Hogwarts. Which surprised even him. He remembered having some trouble remembering things like that during his time at Hogwarts. It was like the Magical World had wanted to him to forget things like that. Make him ignorant of Mundane History and advancements in Technology. Well, no more!
"Only a few people do." Rogsiel said "And even then, they're rare these days."
They had walked into what appeared to be a generic-looking Mundane Examination room. Harry remembered one time being in such a room before Hogwarts, and that was when he was getting his poor eyesight tested. Then his aunt had took him to a gas station and bought him the cheapest pair of glasses there was and that was it. He was six then. He had that same pair of glasses for about ten years he realized with a start.
No wonder why my eyesight was so bad. Harry thought. Those glasses sucked... Big time.
Rogsiel had sat down on a swivel stool with wheels, while Harry sat down on a prepped Exam Bed. Just like a Mundane Doctor and their patient would do. After the standard check-up procedure was completed, Rogsiel said "My counterpart, Vras, will most likely be doing the same thing when you arrive in D.C. So, expect to be having another medical check-up when you arrive at our brethren branch in the next four to five hours. Any questions before we wake your mate and send the two of you off?" Rogsiel asked
"Yes actually," Harry replied "How long was I out, and what happened to me?"
"That'll be a long explanation Mr. Potter-"
"Harry." Harry interrupted, "Call me Harry."
"Alright Harry," Rogsiel replied. He glared at the human teen for a second before resuming, "Like I was saying, that's going to be a long explanation. But the short version is, you're much healthier now than when you were, when you came in two hours ago this morning. The long version will be explained when you reach our D.C. Branch."
"Alright." Harry said, nodding at Rogsiel's explanation. "Now what?" he asked
"Now, you and your Mate will go see our Director and get your Muggle I.D. and Passport. Then, you'll be Portrayed to the Airfield and onto a private jet, a Nineteen-Ninety-Four Gulfstream Four (IV), and be on your way to D.C."
"Alright then." Harry said.
They both headed out of the Exam Room and Harry went over towards Katie and gently nudged her shoulder a little to wake her up. When that didn't seem to work, he gently brushed a few strands of hair from her face, leaned down a little and kissed her lightly to wake her up.
"Five more minutes Harry..." she said groggily as she turned around on the leather sofa.
"C'mon Stowne, time to wake up." Harry whispered in her ear, "We got a plane to catch." Harry gently shook her shoulder again, and this time Katie woke up. She turned back around and glared at her boyfriend for a second before Harry continued saying: "You can catch some shut-eye on the Gulfstream." Harry continued, "I'm pretty sure that they have a sofa like this on board as well. Do you?" Harry turned and asked Rogsiel on the last question.
"Indeed we do Mr... Harry." Rogsiel said, catching himself on the name.
"And I was having a very nice dream as well." Katie groggily said
"Dream later." Harry said, helping her up off the leather sofa, "We need to see Director Ragnok to get our I.D.'s and Passports."
"Okay." She yawned, not yet fully awake. Out of the entire night, she only had the two hours of sleep she just had. So it stands to reason that she'll be a little... snappy at people for the next few minutes or so. However, Harry knows a little trick to getting her fully awake and cooperative faster.
"Hey Rogsiel?" Harry said, getting the goblin's attention
"Yes Harry?" He replied back
"Do you guys know what Cappuccino's are and how to make them?" he asked
"Of course." Rogsiel answered "What would you like?"
"Chocolate Mint Cappuccino if you can." Harry answered
"One will be with you in a few minutes." Rogsiel said.
He wrote down the order on his ever present clipboard and sent it to the kitchen staff. A few minutes later, Rogsiel and the two human teens were in Director Ragnok's office and Harry was just given the Cappuccino drink he ordered. It took her a few seconds for Katie to recognize what Harry had in his hands, and when he was just about to drink some she perked up and asked:
"Is that a Cappuccino?"
Harry stopped, the tip of the cup just barely at his lips. He glanced to his right where Katie was standing and gave a small smile. He brought the cup down after pretending to drink some of it and handed it to Katie as he made a face, like he 'swallowed' something horrible.
"Yeah, don't like those things anyway." he said, giving her her favorite drink. "I'm more of a coffee person."
"Hmmm... Chocolate Mint..." Katie groaned after she took a good gulp of the drink. "My favorite."
"I know." Harry said casually, as they're waiting for Ragnok to enter his office. "It's why I got you one."
"Thanks Harry." Katie said "You're forgiven."
"For what?" Harry asked
"For wakening me."
At that moment, Ragnok came into his office with only the House of Black Account Manager, Lurras, following him, and carrying a leather briefcase. "Please, be seated. This'll only take a few minutes." Director Ragnok said as the two teens were about to stand. They relaxed in their seats as Account Manager Lurras handed Director Ragnok the leather briefcase. Ragnok then set the briefcase on his desk, clicked it open, and pulled out a roll of parchment with a silver ribbon wrapped in the center of it. The parchment was also sealed with a House Crest on it.
"This, Lord Potter, is Lord Sirius Orion Black the Third's Last Will and Testament. He updated it on the First of June this year. In it, he has made you the Sole Heir to the entire Black Fortune."
"He must think you greatly for doing this Lord Potter." Said Account Manager Lurras
"Well, I am his Godson per the Godfather Ritual at least. I think he purposely meant to do this." Harry said, remembering from his Parent's Will and a sudden memory of a young man that had to be his father, along with a young Sirius performing this Ritual in front of him. He was being held in Sirius's arms during the event. He must have been what, four, five months old at the time? How the hell could I have that memory? Do I have like, an Eidetic memory or something now? He thought to himself.
"You can read the Will now, or later when you reach D.C." Director Ragnok said, "Your choice."
"I'll read it later." Harry answered.
Ragnok nodded, put the scroll back in the briefcase, closed it, and then slid it across his desk over to Harry. It stopped automatically at the edge of the desk without falling over, and Harry took hold of the handle and put it on his lap.
"How are we getting to your airport again?" Harry asked
"We have our own version of Portkeying." Director Ragnok replied "It'll be a lot smoother, and faster ride. Have you ever portkeyed before?"
"Twice." Harry replied "First time was when I was going to the World Cup a couple years ago, the second time... well... I was taken to a graveyard when Cedric and I grabbed the Tri-Wizard Cup at the same time. Both times were not enjoyable. Latter even more so."
"Indeed." Ragnok said, nodding his head. "Well, I think you'll like our mode better. Anyway, inside that case - other than Lord Black's Will of course- are two Identification Cards, Driver's License cards, two Purple Visa and Mastercards -one each for the both of you- and of course, your Passports. If I would also give some advice? I would choose an alias, a fake name if you will, on those credentials. Everyone in America and elsewhere will know you as the name you chose, so, choose carefully."
"We will." Harry said, Katie nodding along with him, "Thank You Director Ragnok, for all you have done for me this morning. May the gold forever flow through your vaults."
"And may your enemies tremble before you." Director Ragnok replied. He then handed the two of them a long pole that he had just summoned from the wall behind them. The pole glowed for a second and both Harry and Katie felt a tug at their respective navels and were popped away from the Director's Office.
A/N: Hey everyone! Thanks for sticking around and waiting patiently for another update. It's much appreciated. Well, I hoped ya'll liked this chapter, and like always, don't expect weekly, or monthly updates. I'll update when I feel like it.
Next chapter: Dumbledore meeting the Dursleys (Should be interesting). Harry and Katie's Flight to Washington D.C. (There will possibly be some lemon scenes here). Harry and Katie going to Santa Barbara to Harry's Family home there, and Harry getting the Family Cars (A 1960 steel-grey colored Buick Invicta, and a 1962 Ice blue Chevrolet Corvette [Think of Agent Coulson's car from Agent's of SHIELD, just with an Ice Blue color instead]).
This might be a two maybe three, part chapter. I'm not entirely sure as of this moment.
