Harry quickly thanked Rosaleen. They decided to meet at the same place again for lunch next Tuesday to visit Gringotts and have Harry take over as the Heir of both the Potter and Black family.

Harry and Dobby returned to find that Winky had cleaned the whole house from top to bottom, and had cooked a mountain of food for dinner that evening. The Dursleys were surprisingly quiet, they had enjoyed their meal and since all the chores were done and the house spotless, they decided to just ignore their nephew. Since he seemed to be well in hand this summer they decided that they had earned a vacation for a few weeks to Marge's house.

They left the next Monday. Since the house was so quiet and Harry's plans were on hold until the following day he decided to spend Monday going through his many letters and answering them in a positive upbeat manner to the best of his ability.

He made it though several letters before giving up, he had even enjoyed a few of them. His plans for the Ministry and his wealth were easy, Dumbledore and Voldemort were put on the back burners but he still had no idea how to silence the internal anguish that screamed at him constantly to run and hide, to be someone else, someone better, someone more worthy, someone less secretly Slytherin and more genuinely Gryffindor.

The only problem is he couldn't be more Gryffindor, he had burned out his courage and cashed in his last nerve. He no longer felt like he could keep up with his golden-boy image, not without his mask. If he went back to Hogwarts and his friends like this he wouldn't last a week. They would be able to see through him, they would know it was all an act and he was just a great pretender. He would be cast out, and forced to make his way alone. He loved his friends, yet he hated them too. For their fickleness, their vanity, their inability to empathize. He wished he could just love them as he use to. Dumbledore went on about his "ability to love" being his greatest gift, Mrs. Weasley talked about his "heart of gold." Harry worried about what would happen when he spent all of that gold, and there was nothing left of his heart. It was quickly disappearing and it didn't seem to be incurring any interest. Dumbledore didn't tell him what to do if he ran out of love. It didn't matter, he no longer trusted Dumbledore. He didn't really know if he could trust any of them.

Ever since Voldemort had possessed him in the Department of Mysteries Harry hadn't felt right. His emotions were wrong, he was uncomfortable in his body, he hated his reflection, his scar, his glasses. He was beginning to hate everything about himself. He had been able to ignore it when he had his mask but now without it to protect him there was nothing to protect him from the knowledge that he hated himself, and would do anything to escape Harry Potter. He knew it was impossible, but he still wished for it, willed himself to become another.

Fearing that he was losing what little control he still possessed he sent Dobby to Rosaleen. The moment she appeared he fell into her arms, and told her everything. He held nothing back, every hurt or slight he had ever felt, he spilled all of his secrets to this woman who he believed could understand.

Once he regained control of himself. He hesitantly looked up into her sympathetic eyes. She smiled sadly and kissed his forehead.

"I cannot change what has happened to you but I can help you to become someone else. I need to look into it and speak with some old friends but I might be able to provide you with the perfect solution to your problem. I just need you to hold it together until after we take care of the Gringotts things."

After having a small dinner together, Harry headed up to bed. Rosaleen had decided to spend the night in the Dursley's guest room and that they would leave early the next morning together.

At exactly eight in the morning they disappeared from Surrey and appeared in front of the Bank. The quickly were escorted to Snag-tooth's office and waited in silence for the Goblin to arrive.

"Mister Potter, back so soon. I take it the documents you removed from your parents vault were...enlightening?"

"Indeed. In fact they helped me a great deal. Which has actually brought me back to your office, you see I am now considered an adult in the eyes of the Ministry and as such now have access to my complete inheritance. I wish to immediately disinherit all members of the Black family that have ties to Voldemort, including both Black sisters Bellatrix Lestrange and Narcissus Malfoy. I would also like to remove access from all other vault users, for the immediate future only I shall be allowed to removed anything from the vaults. Should anyone attempt to access them, deny their request and please forward their identity to my Lawyer. "

"Any and all holdings of both Lestrange and Malfoy which were given to them as their dowry shall be immediately returned to the Black family vault. We would be happy to deny anyone who isn't you from accessing the vault." Snap-tooth quickly wrote the memo and sent it with an underling to be processed.

"Mister Potter also wished to revoke their claim on any and all Black properties and Businesses, which include stocks, bonds, savings, and private accounts." Rosaleen quickly added. Snap-tooth nodded as if this were all expected.

"Is it possible to consolidate all of Mister Potter's vaults into a single vault and to get an accounting of all of his holdings, as well as where they came from. I would like all the money in a single vault and everything that reverts back to Mr. Potter should be placed in another vault with any non-monitary items.

Snap-tooth kept nodding, all the while quickly scribbling away."It shall all be taken care of exactly the way you want it."

"Is there any way for me to access my vault without coming into the bank. Do you do debit or credit cards like Muggles?" Harry asked, thinking about ways to keep others from following him.

"I think we can accommodate you. It is an unusual request but not unheard of. We offer a card made in the likeness of the Muggle card, used the same way, requires a pass code just as the cards they use do, accepted by both wizards and Muggles, and completely untraceable, it sends the information to Gringotts and will appear on your monthly statements which will be forwarded to your current location. We do require a fee, it can be paid either monthly or in a yearly sum, if you agree we can automatically withdraw it when it comes due. "

"What would be the yearly total? Are there any additional fees?"

"Twenty-five galleons to activate it, and thirteen galleons a year. Activation is a one time fee, and the yearly charge will never go up as long as you live."

"Pass me a quill. I would like it as soon as it is available."

"If you would be willing to wait, I can have it for you in about twenty minutes."

Harry and Rosaleen waited in the comfort of Snag-tooth's office, sipping the tea provided by the Goblin and contemplating the next move.

"Harry? When we leave here would you be opposed to coming to meet my friends, and discussing with them the problems you told me about last night?"

"That would be fine. Where are they? Should I get my stuff from the Dursley's?"

"Well I think we should get Hedwig and your school items. I want you to burn those horrid clothes of your cousin's but that can wait until we arrive in America."

"America? I have never really traveled except to school."

"My friends are Doctor's in America, very famous with the Muggles, they are exactly what you need."

Harry wasn't sure how a Doctor was going to help him but Rosaleen had helped him so far and he wasn't about to doubt her now. He was going to America.