I don't really have anything to say, everything has already been said in the previous chapters. I hope you enjoy it.
Once again when Harry blinked he had found himself in another place and looked around with very curious eyes. Sora was just glad he was acting more like a kid than he had when they first met. So far he's made good progress today. Dumbledore could no longer interfere with the boys adoption as the old man was no longer Harrys magical guardian. Sora had prided himself on the use of one of the older unused laws. Oh he was sure Dumbledore would at least try to get Harry back to the Dursleys, but Sora was expecting that, and was quite looking forward to it. He could use that time to show Harry that Dumbledore isn't as he's cracked up to be. Sure the man was on the side of "good" or the "light side" as he would probably refer it as, but the man was far too secretive with his plans, not to mention he treated everyone as pawns in some "grand scheme" of his. It just plain irritated him. How Nicholas tolerated him long enough to work on a project with the old man was a puzzle he would have to ask his old student at a later time. For now, a stop to Gringotts and then to shop for clothes for the boy. He desperately needed them.
"Welcome, Harry, to Diagon Alley." Sora gestured to the people and buildings around them. This grandiose gesture brought them attention from the robed peopl around them but they quickly moved along, not having seen the scar on the young boys forehead. Harry snorted at Soras actions but looked around in awe anyway.
"You can freely talk about magic here. After all, everyone around you is a wizard or witch. Here you'll get your wand, along with your robes, a broom as well, I know you'll love flying..." Sora himself was starting to get excited himself, he hadn't been shopping for nice stuff in a long while. This was mostly because he could create anything he desired whenever he wanted, but also because he never really wanted anything anyway.
"Of course, this day is a gift from me, but when school comes around you'll start using your own money, after all, we don't want you to grow up a spoiled brat like your cousin."
Harry shivered at being compared to his cousin. That was certainly not something he wanted to become at all and had instantly agreed with Sora. There was one problem though. "I don't know how to get money though."
Sora laughed, much to the ire of Harry. "I apologize for laughing young one, but I find it ridiculous. Your parents left you money of course. It's at Gringotts like I said. We have to get you your key before you can access it of course, but after that your school stuff will be able to be paid for from that vault."
"I have money?" The very thought of having money stunned Harry. He had never had money before.
"Of course. Don't ever let money get to your head though okay? I'll show you how to properly manage your money later on, but for now we'll just be seeing it."
Harry nodded easily at that. He didn't particularly want for anything other than maybe some better fitting clothes and enough to live of course.
Before Sora started walking he swiped his hands irritatingly down at his suit causing the suit to be replaced by his imperial robes from before he had changed into the suit. "Ah, so much better. The suit was starting to get uncomfortable." He looked over at Harry who was looking at him with raised eyebrows, obviously surprised at his sudden change of attire.
"These are what I normally wear Harry, don't worry about it. You're about to get some robes yourself, but I believe yours will be English in origin, whereas mine is of Japanese origin."
Harry mentally said 'Ah so that's where he's from.' and nodded to his adoptive father.
"We'll have to stop by every once in a while so we can keep them fitted, and we'll also have to get you normal clothes as well. For now, all of that is useless until I grab some money from my own vault though so let's get going."
Sora led the young boy through the hustle and bustle of Diagon Alley and then through the doors of Gringotts. "What can I do for you." A bored sounding Goblin spoke up as Sora and Harry approached. Sora bowed slightly. "Master Goblin, a pleasure to make your aquaintance, I am Sora Mugen and this is Harry Potter. I would like to speak with the Master Goblin Account Manager if possible, I have several things I would like to do before the day is over. Is this manageable?"
Both the Goblin and Harry seemed surprise that Sora had bowed, no matter how brief it was. The Goblin was especially surprised at this as he had never met a wizard who would bow, except those who knew of Goblin courtesies. The Goblin inclined his head in a slight bow before speaking. "Of course Master Mugen, I shall have you lead there. Radnuk!" Another Goblin walked up with a neutral expression, though he too had seen the bow Sora had done. "Follow me please." The other Goblin, now known as Radnuk, stated and started walking away.
"What was that about?" Harry asked in a whisper as they followed Radnuk into the back and up some stairs.
"Goblin customs, Harry. They are a remarkably intelligent race, do not forget that, but they are also vicious to those they hate. It is custom to bow slightly when first meeting each other. Also if you are of lower rank in the Goblin society you will bow every time you speak to someone of higher rank. There's many more customs but I can only teach you so much. You'd have to live among them for a while to learn all of them, even I do not remember half of the ones I had learned. Another important thing to know though is that you must not call a Goblin by their name unless given permission by that Goblin, it's an insult, hence why I said "Master Goblin" instead of not saying anything."
Soon they followed the Goblin Radnuk through a set of double doors, showing another Goblin sitting at a desk working on various papers and other things. "What is this about Radnuk?"
"They wished to discuss something." They then spoke in short bursts of another language. Sora knew what they were speaking but didn't say anything about it.
Harry raised an eyebrow at the pair of Goblins speaking to each other. "What are they speaking?"
"Gobbledegook, Harry, the language of the Goblins. To be honest it hurts the throat when humans speak it because our vocal chords are a bit different. I personally dislike speaking it because of that."
"You can speak it? Do you know what they're saying?"
"I do, but if they wished you to know what they were saying they would have spoken English. Don't be rude Harry."
Harry thought it was a bit hypocritical of him to be saying that since he knew what they were saying but he shut his mouth anyway.
Soon the Goblins stopped speaking to each other and Sora was given a scrutinizing glance by the Goblin Manager. Well he expected that, after all, he was quite the surprise. Sora and the Manager bowed to each other briefly before the Manager spoke. "What did you wish to speak to me about Master Mugen? It is very rare for someone to need to see me."
"Ah yes, about that, may I?"Sora put his hand into his sleeve obviously to take something out but he did so slowly until the Manager nodded then he took out several papers. Sora approached the desk and placed down the papers he had pulled out. "This is for the re-opening of my family vault, that I had locked some time ago before I went out to explore." He waited until the Goblin looked up from his reading before he placed another paper down. "This is the paper to receive the key to my vault, which I believe was said to be put into an account management vault until I unlocked mine." He waited again until the Goblin was done. "Finally, this one is for the transferance of magical guardian from one Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore, as per the law of Legal adopter being a magical being themselves." Sora smiled. "Once that last paper is verified I request that the key to the Potters vault be transferred to young Harry from Albus Dumbledore, with my permission as magical Guardian of course."
"You've been quite busy indeed Master Mugen. It will take some time to verify everything, but until then you are allowed to rest in the waiting room the next room over until it is."
"We thank you Master Goblin Account Manager. I have a request that the last paper be verified first. While I don't expect any interference from Dumbledore, it would be better if he doesn't get the chance anyway. I know he likes to be in control."
"Your request is granted Master Mugen." Harry could have sworn the Goblin actually smirked at Soras statement, but it was too quick to really say for sure that it wasn't his imagination. Harry still wasn't exactly sure as to who Dumbledore was, but he had caught that he was the magical guardian of him before Sora. Why did he need a magical guardian? Was all he could think of. "Radnuk please escort them to the waiting room and serve them refreshments." The Goblin that had led them here initially bowed to the Manager before saying "right this way please" and walking through another door to the side.
"Come along Harry."
"Hope to see you next time." ~The Admiral