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It may seem a little rushed, but its necessary to keep the story going.

"Alright, the letter says that you need to have all of your school books, a bunch of different supplies and that you could bring a cat, toad or owl with you when you go." Dudley read quietly as the two boys huddled in the corner of Dudley's packed room and conspired. The letter had come with the daily post and Harry had stuffed it in his shirt to keep Vernon or Petunia from making off with it.

The adult Dursleys had reverted to their old behavior when Dudley was old enough for school and the teachers started to praise him for how well he could already read. They had moved Harry back to the cupboard under the stairs but after several fits and tantrums from Dudley he was still allowed out during the days that Dudley didn't have school to 'entertain' him. They wouldn't even dream of letting Harry go to school and run the risk of everyone finding out about him, so Dudley let Harry read all of his course books and even took things out of the school library for him to read when he was cooped up. It was certainly not the best of situations but it was the best that they could do for now, but hopefully after Harry got to Hogwarts he would be able to find somewhere else to go.

The only thing that Harry could honestly say that he didn't like about wandering around as a cat was that every child and little old lady just had to stop and pet him until he almost felt as if his hair was going to come straight off. He had almost made it to the portal where Bast had told him that he would be able to find everything on his list when a girl with some of the frizziest hair he had ever seen had practically scooped him up without so much as a by your leave.

"Oh mother, isn't he just the cutest looking thing?" The girl's voice was rather low pitched and pleasant though the spinning sensation as she twirled around was another matter entirely. The woman behind her was similar in looks but seemed much more subdued.

"Yes, he is a rather fetching feline but I highly doubt that he wants to be swung around like a rag doll, honey." Harry gave a plaintive mew of agreement and bolted through the door to the Leaky Cauldron the moment his paws met the ground. The two females followed him in but he only had eyes for the small passageway from the inn to the alley that familiars were supposed to use. Apparently the wizards and witches had to tap a certain pattern into a brick wall to get in so it was easy to loose the girl who still looked like she wanted nothing more than to cuddle him to death. The sigh that left his lips as he passed through the passage was completely swallowed by his awed gasp as he took in all of the sights that Diagon Alley had to offer. The place was like a shopping center straight out of the middle ages with witches and wizards running from shop to shop with the huge form of what could only be the bank that Bast had told him about with the feline version of a smile on her face rising in the middle.

He dodged around the hurrying adults and frenzied children as he made his way to the bank, but ducked into a short alleyway right before it to change back into his human form before walking in without noticing the poem on the door or the two guards that shot him startled looks as he bowed lightly on his way in.

"Excuse me sir, but I need to talk to the goblin in charge of my family's vaults as I was never given a key." Harry had thought about how to ask about his money after Azury had told him that he came from a very old pureblood line that had lots of money to spare. He figured that with creatures as money minded as goblins were, blunt would be the best way to go about things as they probably considered their time to be very valuable.

The goblin that he had addressed looked down at him with barely contained shock at the polite tone and narrowed his eyes when he caught sight of the scar on the boy child's forehead and the full brunt of his words hit him. "You should have always had possession of your key as the last remaining heir. I am sure that your account manager would be most interested in such an oversight." The goblin hopped down and realized with a jolt that the boy was hardly that much taller than himself before shaking himself and motioning to the back area. "If you would follow me, Lord Potter, we will get this issue sorted out shortly."

"I would prefer to just be called Harry. What is your name?" Harry quickly fell into step behind the goblin and missed the surprise that briefly crossed his face.

"My name is Rockgrip." The goblin, Rockgrip, set a rather fast pace through the main area of the bank and through several of the connecting hallways before stopping in front of a very ornate gold door with a crest emblazoned in the center. The crest had two rearing griffons facing each other with a sword wrapped in vines in the center. "This is the office of the goblin in control of the Potter vaults, he should be more than able to answer any question that you have and will be very interested in how little you know about your heritage." Rockgrip bowed and quickly made his way back to the front of the bank to continue his job, though the green eyed boy was on the forefront of his mind for the rest of the day.

Harry pushed the heavy gold door open with a light grunt and entered the office with more than a little bit of trepidation, this was the goblin that was responsible for every coin in the vaults that his parents left him after all. The goblin was fairly young looking but there were a lot of stress lines around his eyes that crinkled as he looked up. "My name is Harry James Potter and I am here to talk to you about my family vaults as I have not been given a key or any information about them."

The goblin stood with a scowl and walked over to one of the heavily stuffed file cabinets on the far wall. "Yes, I have no doubt that the old man has your vault key with one of his most 'trusted' puppets but the only thing that you really need to unlock the vault and all of the investments therein is for you to sign a release for the will of your parents." The goblin place the parchment in front of the slight boy. "Sign here and we will listen to the will and get a new set of keys as well as settle the account matters that have been up in the air."

Harry quickly looked down at the parchment and read every word as quickly as his mind could keep up under the approving gaze of one old goblin. Most wizards were far too lazy to read the documents before they signed them, which made it rather simple to increase the vault fees with very little trouble. The document was a simple will release and Harry signed it with care before leaning back to look the goblin in the eye. "You have yet to tell me your name sir."

The goblin gave a fanged grin as he scooped the parchment off the table. "My name is Goldcairn and I have looked after the Potter vaults for four generations. The will was put into suspension by Albus Dumbledore so it has yet to be viewed, it should be rather illuminating."

If this is being played I guess that means that all of the plans that we made didn't really help in the long run and that Pettigrew was really the traitor. We thought that Voldemort would never go after someone like him and made him the Secret Keeper instead of Sirius. I'm sure that Albus has already cleared that up as the mediator, but you never know with the old coot.

Hopefully Harry is safe with Sirius, which somehow doesn't sound right, but if there is some reason that he can't go with him we compiled a list of people to take care of our little Prongslet.

Sirius Orion Black

Remus John Lupin

Alice Ann Longbottom

Minerva Margaret McGonagall

Severus Tobias Snape

Amos Anton Diggory

Under no Circumstances is our baby to be housed within the house of Petunia Rose Dursley.

One million and the Marauder's Palace in Wales goes to old Moony, Remus Lupin. Go buy yourself something nice to wear old boy. The rest of our fortune and property goes to our baby boy, Harry James Potter, as I doubt that Sirius really needs the money with the Black fortune still under his belt.

Harry, we want you to know that we love you and that we will stand by you no matter what happens.

"Shouldn't a will be longer?" Harry had never actually seen a will be the ones that were on some of the movies that Dudley got for him to watch were so much longer.

"Yes, but this was made as a contingency will for the time that they were to spend in hiding from the forces of the dark. They likely thought that it would not be needed and only covered what had to be covered in a will." Goldcairn gathered the will back into the containment ball, it was kind of like a prophecy in form and retook his seat behind his desk. "There is evidence in that will that will free your godfather from Azkaban, so it may not be necessary to return you to your relatives even without the others mentioned but they will be contacted. For now the only thing that you need to worry about is buying your school supplies and securing somewhere to stay until the beginning of the school year."

"Is there anywhere that you would suggest for me to stay?" Harry could almost feel his head start to spin a bit, but he was going to stay completely calm if it was the last thing he did.

"I would personally recommend that you stay in the Leaky Cauldron. It is moderately comfortable but more importantly, the innkeeper is very good at keeping the identity of his patrons a secret and his wards are second to none."

Review and let me know what you think and what kind of magic you want Harry to be into the most.