Harry Potter and the Founders Heir

by Don't-Mind-If-I-Slytherin

Harry Potter was a ordinary 10 going on 11 year old boy. He did what his guardians, the Dursley's asked; no matter how crazy it seemed. Harry Potter thought he would never escape this hell he was used to. Until he had a visitor in a dream, but was it real? GW/HP HG/? RON, DUMBLEDORE BASHING, GOOD DRACO

4. A Long Day in Diagon Alley

Title: Harry Potter and the Founders Heir

Rating: K (May change!)

Chapter: Three/?

Parings: Ginny/Harry Hermione/? Draco/OC

Word count:4381

WARNING! Does contain: Ron bashing, Manipulating Dumbledore, Slight Molly bashing.

AN: I am sooooo sorry it's too this long to get out. I've just started my third and final year of university and it's been a little hectic. I will try and keep updating/writing as much as I can. Thank you for all the reveiws and likes. As some have mentioned, my chapters are very short. There is a reason for this. When I first came up for the idea of this story. I planned from Harry starting Hogwarts, therefore I am writing these chapters as a sort of prologue to get into the main part of the adventure, once I get to that the chapters will be a lot longer and a lot more action :) Thank you all for your support and patience and I hope you enjoy the new chapter :)

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Harry approached Gringotts, the building towering over the rest of the alley. His eyes widened as he read the sign hanging on the side of the pure white stone walls:

Enter, stranger, but take heed
Of what awaits the sin of greed
For those who take, but do not earn,
Must pay most dearly in their turn.
So if you seek beneath our floors
A treasure that was never yours,
Thief, you have been warned, beware
Of finding more than treasure there.

'You would be crazy to rob it.' Harry thought to himself as he walked through the bronze doors into the grand entrance. The marble floor squeaking under his trainers as he walked down the long hall, counters stretching along its length with doors leading off to the vault passageways. Each counter had a goblin sat there, counting money and writing on thick yellow parchment with white quills. He went to the counter near the top without anyone waiting to be served. "Excuse me?" He said softly to get the goblins attention. Remembering Godric's lesson on goblins, while they are initially untrusting of humans, show them respect and they will respect you.

"My name is Harry Potter. I believe I have a vault here?" He began politely. The goblin nodded

"Ah, Mr Potter, we have been expecting you since you have reached your eleventh year. Do you have your vault key?" The goblin asked. Harry shook his head.

"I haven't I'm afraid. I wasn't aware I even had a vault since today." He said, it was only a small lie.

"Very well Mr Potter. Griphook!" The goblin shouted. Another one appearing a moment later, making Harry jump. "Take Mr Potter to one of the conference rooms." He said looking at Harry for a moment.

Griphook nodded "This way Mr Potter." He led him into a small office. A large desk sat in the middle with two chairs one side and a large regal looking chair another.

"Mr Potter." Griphook said sitting down before waving his hand, A large file with the word 'POTTER' written in block red letters. Harry stared at it and swallowed.

"Mr Harry Potter, vault number 687." He read from the first page. "Ah. Yes, I can see why you wish to see your vault." He nodded.

Harry frowned. "Excuse me?" He asked

"As you have reached magical age, by that I mean 11. When your magic starts to develop. You are entitled to view your entitlements although you can't actually claim this until you are magically mature. 17." He explained. Harry nodded in understanding. The small goblin looked at him before waving a hand again. Eyes widening a little "I see." He said thoughtfully

"What's wrong?" Harry asked.

"You are a Founder's Heir. Are you not." The goblin asked bluntly. Harry's jaw dropped in shock "E-excuse me?" He whispered.

"You are aware that you have the memory of Godric Gryffindor inside your mind?" Griphook tilted his head.

Harry spluttered but nodded "Yes. For about three weeks now." He said softly "But how did you know?"

"I felt another presence about you." He said simply. "Three to be exact. Now I know you're an heir. You can also visit the Founders vault."

"Three?" Harry frowned.

"Yes. Godric. Tom Riddle, and another presence I am not able to see. Perhaps because it has not been decided yet." He said looking at him again.

Harry swallowed "Tom Riddle? Voldemort?" He whispered "He's in my scar?" Griphook nodded "It's worrying you do not know that." Harry shrugged. "Godric will tell me in time. It must not be time." He said softly. "However I didn't realise that the founder's had a vault. That I can use?" He asked.

Griphook nodded "Yes. You can take what you wish from Godrics vault, but a word of caution. When you pass over, all the items you take will be returned for the next Gryffindor heir to use." He said simply "No matter where they are in the world." Harry nodded in understanding.

"I'm sorry to say that you will not be able to read the Potter's Will And Testament without a guardian present."

"What?!" Harry shouted outraged "But they're my parents!"

"Calm yourself Mr Potter." Griphook intervened. "You may return at a later date with your guardian to read through the will." He said. "But you have access to the trust fund they set up for you before you were born. All other items, such as estates and personal effects, will be kept in the Potter Family Vault until either the Will is released or you come of age." Harry scowled but nodded. "Then, if you follow me I will take you to both vaults now."

Dumbledore didn't understand. Kinsley had returned only an hour after he sent him to surrey. Saying that Harry had left that morning. There was no signs of a struggle, and while the muggles refused to talk to the wizard, they told him that the freak had left after finding out he was a wizard. This troubled the old man greatly. Where would an 11 year old go? If Harry knew about Diagon Alley he would look there. But the fact of the matter was Harry knew nothing, he was probably a scared vulnerable boy, and without any guidance he was in much danger. He contacted all the people he could about Harry. They had to find him. Soon.

Harry's trust vault was relatively near the surface, so it took under ten minutes to get to the vault. Harry jumped out of the cart and wobbled slightly, that was defiantly not his favourite way to travel. Griphook took out a small key from his pocket. "This is your key. Keep it safe at all times." He said giving it him. He motioned to the door. Harry swallowed and put the key in the door, twisting it and walking in the vault. He gasped

The large room was filled with coins, the round objects stacked nearly to the ceiling. Harry had never seen so much money in a room. There was at least fifty stacks of big gold coins, Galleons from what Harry remembered. Around thirty medium sized silver ones, Sickles and 10 stacks of little bronze coins, knuts. Harry tried to think what the conversion rate was. "Griphook?" He whispered softly "How much moneys here?" He asked in wonder.

Griphook looked around "Around 5 Millon." He shrugged. "This is only to get you through until you are 17. Like I said, I can't tell you what is in the family vault. But I imagine it is 10 times this amount. The Potters were very wealthy." He said.

Harry nodded in amazement, Vernon couldn't have known this. He bit his lip. "How much do all my school supplies cost? So I know what to take?" he asked.

Griphook smiled "We do have a wallet you can buy. It has a direct link into the vault. You just reach in. Say the number, and out it comes. It's fifty galleons."

Harry nodded "That might be for the best. I'm staying in the Leaky Cauldron and I need to pay for the room." As he said it. Fifty of the gold coins vanished from the vault.

Griphook handed him a small wallet. "There you are Mr Potter. If that is all your business in this vault we can continue" Harry nodded, not looking forward to going on that damn cart again.

The founders vault was a lot deeper. It took nearly an hour in the cart and Harry nearly throwing up twice. The cart began to slow down as a mighty roar echoed through the chambers. Harry jumped "W-what was that?" He asked softly. Griphook smiled evilly "That, Mr Potter. Is a dragon." Just as they turned the final corner. Where a massive pale gold dragon sat. His beedy little eyes staring at the cart hungrily.

Harry gasped as they stopped right in front on the beast. "W-what do we do to get past it?" Harry asked fearfully.

Griphook smiled "Not me. You."

Harry shook his head "How on earth do I do that!" He whispered.

"He will recognise you as an Heir and let you past. Just say "I am the heir of Gryffindor. Let me seek passage to the founders vault and he will obey."

Harry swallowed and shakily got out of the cart. Staring into the face of the Dragon. Who was watching him carefully, Harry coughed before taking a deep breath "Mighty Dragon!" He said as loud as he could "I am the heir of Gryffindor. Let me seek passage to the founders vault." He commanded. As soon as the words left his mouth he watched in awe as the dragon stood, bowed his head in submission, and moved away from the small door at the end of the corridor. Harry walked through and frowned, there was no door knob. Just a small knife. Harry picked it up and examined it, before slicing into his hand and pressing the cut to the door which popped open. Harry smiled and entered the vault. Seeing four doors in front of him. All tall and grand, and each having a symbol carved into the wood. A snake, a badger, a raven or bird of some sort and a lion. Harry went to the lion door and pushed it open. A light shining on him brightly before fading. The now nervous boy carefully closed the door behind him taking a deep breath as he glanced around the vault. It was empty. Harry frowned in confusion as he walked deeper in the vault. The only thing in the room was a large covered portrait hanging on the far wall. Harry grabbed the purple fabric, and pulled.

"Harry Potter." Godric smiled "I am glad you managed to find my vault."

Harry smiled softly "It is an honour to be chosen as your heir." He bowed slightly.

The man laughed "Harry my boy. I am an extension of the Godric in your mind. Talk to me as if you're talking to him."

Harry blushed and nodded "Yes. Sorry." He said softly.

Godric smiled "It's quiet alright. Are you ready to see the wonders of my vault?" He asked.

Harry looked around "I... I can't see anything." He said in confusion. The portrait laughed and clicked his fingers. Several oak doors appeared out of thin air. Each on had a symbol like the one on the outer door. "These rooms lead to different areas of the vault. There is an extensive library, an armoury, and a very large potions store room, there is a gold room. However, with your wealth you won't need it. It's very much if I chose an heir without the funds to enjoy life." He smiled "And finally, a wardrobe with both muggle and wizard wear. Both male and female for all occasions, all clothes are fit with resizing charms, so you can wear them while you're growing."

Harry stared at him "Wow. This… This is amazing!" He whispered before a thought came to him "The library? Does it have the first year school books? So I don't have to buy them?" He asked.

Godric nodded "Yes. My library has all the books you will need for school. I have also selected a few books I want you to study. You are also free to look at any other books that might interest you."

Harry nodded "Okay. How am I to carry everything I need?" He asked.

Godric pointed to the door with a symbol of a shirt carved into the wood "In that room is a trunk. It has 6 compartments that you can use." He explained "If you bring it through I will explain how it works." Harry nodded and went through the door, returning with a large trunk. He opened it up and saw the compartments were labelled: Living room, Kitchen, Dueling room, bedroom with en suite, library and Potions lab. "When you have something you want to put in the trunk. Point your wand at the object and say where you want it to go." He explained. "I see you have not got your wand yet. You'll have to do it manually then." He smiled.

Harry nodded and stood up, locking the trunk and carrying it into each room in turn. He managed to find several items of clothing and robes he could wear, all he needed to get now was his Hogwarts robes. He stocked up his potions lab with all the ingredients he could see. He had also looked in the armoury where there was many swords and weapons, along with amour. He probably would never touch them. But he found a wand holster that fitted quiet comfortably on his wrist. Finally he lugged the trunk to the library, where he saw a stack of books waiting for him. All of his first year books which he dutifully put in his library in the trunk. He looked at the other books left in the pile. There was one on Occlumency, Horcurxes and soul bonds. He had only heard of soul bonds but nether the less put them away. He came back out and faced Godric. "I'm finished. I'm going to get my wand straight after this. But is there any way to make this lighter and easier to carry?" He asked. Godric smiled and waved his hand. The trunk shrunk into the size of a galleon. "There. Tap it once you have your want to enlarge it." He smiled. Harry nodded "Thank you Godric. I'll see you soon." He smiled as he left.

Harry walked back down the alley. He felt a lot better about shopping for school stuff now. After all he had just his robes and wand to buy. He walked past a shop when he heard a loud hoot. He paused and turned his head. In a cage hanging of a beam was a beautiful snowy owl. He took a step towards the creature who was staring at him intently "Hello." He whispered poking a finger through the cage. The owl nipped his finger playfully, causing Harry to laugh lightly. He walked into the shop. Finding a shop keeper. "Hi. I was just wondering how much the snowy owl was outside?" He asked

"20 galleons. 5 for the cage. And owl treats are 10 sickles a bag." He man said gruffly. Harry nodded and said the total to his wallet, pulling out the money.

He smiled as he picked up the cage. "I need to think of a pretty name for you." He cooed lightly. He always wanted a pet and how cool was an owl! This was such a good purchase. His first friend.

When finally stepped into the wand shop he was surprised to find it empty. He went to the counter and tapped the bell lightly "Hello?" He called. Jumping when a man seemed to appear from nowhere.

"Ah." The man said walking into the light. He looked very old, his hair was silver that seemed to match his eyes. His eyes scanned Harry, making him feel very uncomfortable.

"I wondered when I would be seeing you Mr Potter." He smiled before rummaging through boxes "It seems only yesterday that your mother and father was in here buying their first wants." He picked up a box and opened it. Pulling out a long piece of wood and handing it to him. Harry took the want and looked up at him. "Give it a wave!" The man ordered. Harry nodded and flicked it. Causing a vase to smash into tiny pieces. The wand master snatched it back. "No. No. That's not right." Harry tired several more wands. None of which worked the way Harry wanted to. He was about to give up hope when Olivander hummed to himself "I wonder." He handed him a different wand. Harry felt a warmth between his fingers and smiled. Waving it as red sparks erupted from the tip. Harry grinned wildly as the man clapped slightly "Curious." He muttered to himself.

Harry pulled out the money for the item as he looked at him "What's curious?" He asked handing him the money.

Olivander put it in a small pouch before looking at the wand "I remember every wand I sold Mr Potter. It is curious that you are destined for this one. When it's brother, gave you that scar."

Harry bit his lip "Voldemort?" He whispered.

The man tilted his head "You speak his name?" He asked.

Harry shrugged "He killed my parents. I refuse to be scared of him."

Olivander smiled "You are a smart boy. You will do wonders with that wand."

Harry nodded "Thank you." He said grabbing his owl and carrying it out the shop. "Just robes to get." He told the animal. "Then I'll let you out for a while."

Madame Malkin's robes for all occasions was the last shop on Harry's list. The small shop was crowded with adults also looking for school robes for their children, Harry managed to squeeze to the front.

"Hogwarts?" A plump kind looking lady asked. Harry nodded and she led him through to the back. Where several witches was sat on chairs looking on as their children tried on robes. "Here we go. Only spot left." She motioned to a stool for him to stand on next to a pale boy with blonde slick backed hair. The boy didn't seem to notice harry as he stripped of his shirt. A large bruise covering most of his back. Harry slowly walked past him. Causing the boy to jump and pull his own shirt on.

"What are you doing in here!" He snarled.

Harry held his hands up in defence. "I'm here to get my robes. Just like you." He said softly as he stood on the stool "That looked painful." He stated carefully causing the pale boy to flinch.

"It's none of your concern." He snapped.

Harry looked at him through the mirror. "Sorry." He muttered. I'm Harry. What's your name?"

The boy looked at him before sniffing tilting his head up "Malfoy. Draco Malfoy." He said his name was a badge of honour. "Are you starting Hogwarts this year too?" He asked. More comfortable now they were avoiding the topic of his bruise.

"Yeah." Harry smiled "I can't wait. I think I'm gonna be sorted into Gryffindor. What about you?"

Malfoy swallowed "Slytherin. The Malfoy men have been Slytherin for 10 generations. That's my only choice. My only option." He sniffed again. "Anyway. My father says that Gryffindor are full of blood traitors."

If Harry was anyone else. He would dislike the boy. Godric had said much on blood purity and how most agree with Voldemorts ideals. However, the boy said his father. Maybe he didn't feel the same. "No offence. But your fathers an idiot." This took Malfoy by surprise.

He glanced through the closed curtains before smiling a little. "Perhaps. But he is my father at the end of the day." He said softly.

Madame Malkin walked back through. "How about these young Malfoy? Your mother dislikes the first ones. Too fitted they were. Might turn you into a poof."

Malfoy went red with embarrassment. "Rather than letting me tailor them she requested another one altogether."

She handed him the new robes. "Ah! Mr Potter. Try these ones." She handed him some as well.

Harry smiled and thanked her as Malfoy stared at him "Harry Potter?" He asked as the woman left "Why didn't you say?"

"Did it matter?" Harry asked as he began to pull his clothes off.

Malfoy just nodded and tried the new ones on. "These are too tight." He said looking in the mirror.

Harry frowned "They look fine to me."

Draco shook his head. "No. No. My mother will hate them." He whispered looking worried "She doesn't want them fitted. As you heard. She's gonna yell." He bit his lip.

Harry frowned "What size are they?" He asked softly "Small." He replied. Harry checked his. "These are medium. Swap." He passed him the robes he was about to put on.

Malfoy looked at them and looked at Harry. "Why are you doing this?" He whispered.

"Because." Harry shrugged. "I know where those bruises came from." He said softly "And I know it doesn't matter if it's your fault or not. They still blame you."

Malfoy looked down before pulling the small robes off and swapping "Thanks Potter." He whispered trying the medium ones on. They fit perfectly.

"Call me Harry." He smiled back. "And I'll call you Draco." He put his own were a little big. He can't imagine what a medium would be like on his small frame.

Draco smiled and nodded "Thanks, Harry." He said softly as the curtains opened tensed.

"What size?" Nacrissa Malfoy asked.

"Medium Mother." Draco said softly.

She frowned "You're to go on a diet starting today. No Malfoy will be fat."

She said glanced at Harry who was staring at her "What are you looking at!"

Harry shrugged and looked back in the mirror.

"Mrs Malfoy. Will these do?" Madame Malkin asked.

She sniffed "It will have to do. Where do I pay?" She tapped her wand on Draco, the robes he was wearing turning into his regular clothes. She grabbed his arm tightly "Come along!" Draco looked at Harry through the Mirror, giving him a small smile. Harry nodded as he saw the boy be dragged away. He sighed softly, he knew what it was like in a violent household, and made a promise right there to help Draco.

Madame Malkin returned a minute later. "Ah yes Mr Potter. These are a little big aren't they?" She shrunk them down so they fitted "There. Perfect."

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Harry sat outside Florean Fortescue's Ice cream Parlour. A huge sundae with all the toppings in front of him. After dropping his things back at his room and letting his new owl, who he had called Hedwig out for a little fly. He had decided the weather was too hot to stay indoors to communicate with Godric, besides, he had plenty of time when he fell asleep, and he hadn't felt this happy in forever. He hadn't even eaten half his ice cream when he heard someone crying. He looked up to see a small girl, probably around nine or ten looking around desperately, her fiery hair shining in the sun as she spun around. She had just walked by Harry's table when he stood up "Excuse me?" He asked gently. The girl jumped and looked around. "Hi. My names Harry." He smiled "What's yours?"

"G-ginny Weasley" She whispered softly. "Mummy says I'm not meant to talk to strangers."

"Is that who you're looking for? Your mum?" He asked softly.

She nodded "Yeah. My brothers too. I lost them after my brother was teasing me."

Harry nodded sympathetically "Why don't you sit with me until you see them? I have ice cream."

The red head stopped crying and slowly nodded "Okay. I should be able to find them. My whole family have ginger hair." She said softly sitting down. "You have a big family?" Harry asked curiously handing her the spoon.

Ginny nodded "I'm the youngest." She whispered. "I have 6 big brothers."

Harry raised his eyebrows "Wow. That is a big family." He smiled.

Ginny smiled slightly "It's annoying sometime. The only girl, and the youngest something Ron never makes me forget." She muttered. "He's the next youngest. Starting Hogwarts this year, that's why he was teasing me, because I can't go till next year" She sniffed again. "It's not fair!"

Harry smiled softly "A year isn't too long, before you know it you'll be at Hogwarts too! And if you want. I can write to you so you don't miss out on anything." He said reassuringly.

Ginny smiled wildly "Oh you mean it?" Harry nodded tensing slightly when he suddenly got an arm full of girl. He patted her back awkwardly. His first hug. It felt nice, she flushed scarlet and pulled away quickly her hair falling in front of her face. "I'd like that. The only brother's that write to me are Fred and George. Charlie used to when he went but it was a family letter, it didn't count." She said softly.

Harry nodded "Well now you have a can have another letter."

She smiled shyly at him "Thank you Harry."

"Ginny!"

The girl looked round "Fred!" She called running over to two young boys obviously twins. Harry jumped up and followed her, just to check she was safe. "

Where on earth did you go?" Fred asked. "We've been looking-"

"Everywhere for you." His brother finished.

"I got lost." Ginny mumbled "Harry helped me." Both twins looked at the boy.

"Well Fred-"

"It seems like our-"

"Little sister-"

"Found a knight in shining-"

"Amour." They finished together. Harry couldn't help but laugh a little. "I try. I'm Harry." He smiled.

"Fred."

"George."

"No." Ginny sighed "Other way round." She pointed to 'George' "That's Fred. The other one's George."

The twins sighed "Never let us have fun." They both grumbled. "Anyway. Mum's looking everywhere for you." Fred said. "Going spare she is." George added. "Her precious baby's missing."

Ginny scowled "I'm not a baby!" She growled.

Both boys held up their hands, "Her words. Not ours." Fred smiled "We should get back to her."

Ginny sighed and turned to Harry. "It was nice meeting you. Thank you for helping me." She said bashfully.

Harry smiled "Anytime. And don't forget my promise."She smiled and hugged him again, her cheek brushing Harry's. Both gasped as they felt a warmth they couldn't explain, they pulled away as they both blushed.

"Bye Harry." She whispered. The twins saying it too.

Harry smiled softly "See you around Gin" He whispered as they left, feeling a soft twinge in his chest as he saw them get lost in the crowd. He took a deep breath, unsure why he suddenly felt like he was about to break down, he had been so happy all day. But now he felt his heart break. He was halfway back to the room when he knew.

Ginny Weasley was his soul mate.