AN: As I promised this chapter is a wee bit longer, so please feel free to review.

DISCLAIMER: AGAIN, HARRY POTTER DOES NOT BELONG TO ME

CHAPTER SEVEN

DIAGON ALLEY

Harry apparated into Diagon Alley the next day, but had decided to visit Gringotts first because he figured it would take longer. He had on a cap to conceal his scar, as he didn't want people to know about him being back in the magical world yet and he figured that if whoever this so called Dumbledore was and is as powerful as people say he is, he would have known that Harry had left the Dursleys and would be looking for him to return him back to them, which Harry wouldn't be giving him the satisfaction of doing.

He didn't need any help finding and getting to Gringotts contrary to what he had thought, because straight ahead was a rather imposing tall snow-white marble building and written in huge letters on the building were the words Gringotts Bank. As he walked up the white stairs, at the burnished bronzed door stood a goblin in a uniform of scarlet and gold, although Harry had read about the goblins being the guardians of Gringotts and had even studied Gobbledegook which is their language and culture, it was still quite fascinating to actually see one for real, they sure don't look like they do in fairytale storybooks that he read when he was younger, he thought to himself.

As he went through the bronze doors, he found that it led to another entrance hall and another set of silver doors flanked also by goblins. As he went through these doors, he found himself in a vast marble long hall with long counters on both sides of the hall and sitting behind these counters were goblins. As he nervously walked up to one of the goblins at the counters, who unsmilingly looked down at him, he spoke in gobbledegook.

"Hi Master Goblin, keepers of the wealth of the Wizarding world, I am Harry Potter and I have come here to take out some money from the Potter vault" he finished with a bow, as is the custom of the goblins to communicate with each other in this manner, not that most wizards know about this or care.

The goblin looked rather taken aback, as it was rare to see a wizard speaking their language or even polite to them especially a wizard as young as the one standing in front of him, responsible for his shock. He quickly masked his surprise, as goblins hated showing any sort of weakness in front of wizards.

"Ha, Harry Potter, the boy who lived, it is quite a surprise to see you here alone" he replied, also in gobbledegook.

"Well yes, also I would like the details of all the properties belonging to my family and if you need any prove that I am in fact a Potter, go ahead and give me any test to prove it"Harry said, rather unfazed by the fact that the goblin seemed suspicious, in fact he himself would have been quite suspicious if the goblin hadn't been, because the Potters' as Harry had read in a book in his parents' library about his family, were a old and powerful Ancient and Noble wizarding family and are held in high esteem in the wizarding world and the bank would do anything to provide their vault with maximum protection against frauds and intruders.

There was a hint of respect in the goblin's voice when he spoke up, "Please follow me..." and with that he came out from behind the tall counter and led Harry farther down the hall, and when they got to an abandoned and dark hallway, he stopped and stared at a wall, placed his palm on it and hey presto! A door appeared in its place and as they went into the room, the door disappeared and the wall had taken its place. In the middle of the room, there was a chair which the goblin led Harry to sit on and he had then walked to the corner of the room, his back turned to Harry, after a minute or so, he turned around and floating mid-air in front of him was a little glass bowl with gold and silver lined rim.

He came to a stop in front of Harry and from nowhere produced a sharp pointed needle with which after asking Harry to pull out his right hand, he proceeded to prick his index finger, letting the blood drop into the bowl, as soon as the blood hit it the bowl it disappeared and so did the spot on his finger where he had been pricked with the needle.

Harry looked up from the bowl to find the goblin smiling, well at least what he hoped was a smile.

"Well, according to the test you are Harry Potter, the heir of the Noble and most Ancient House of Potter"the goblin said.

"No offense but how did putting a drop of my blood in the bowl prove that?"Harryasked rather confused.

"This is one of the most powerful and strongest blood test used to prove someone's heritage and find out if someone is trying to impersonate. If you had been lying about you being Harry Potter or under the use of a polyjuice potion to impersonate someone, when your blood had gotten into the bowl, it would have overflowed with blood which would have revealed your true identity if under the juice and if you aren't lying, the bowl absorbs your blood as it is pure and true blood of the person taking the test as you have seen from what happened with yours",the goblin replied.

"Thank you for telling me about the process"Harry said with a bow, as it is with the goblin culture.

The goblin had decided on meeting the child that although he hated wizards, this child sitting in front of him was polite and rather considerate as he had not only learnt to speak gobbledegook but also the goblin culture and had totally earned his respect.

"You may call me Griphook, young master Potter"he told the boy with a bow too.

"If that's the case, you may call me Harry" the child replied with a smile.

"Accompanied with the test is a result of all the vaults belonging to you as the heir to the house of Potter and also properties owned by your family which is now legally yours. Also as it was a blood test, it reveals all your magical abilities and gifts. Would you like to see that first or go to one of the vaults?"Griphook asked with a smile.

Harry more interested and curious as to what the result would say about his abilities than the money owned by his family decided that he would like to see the results first and this is the results as follows:

Harry James Potter, Son of Lily and James Potter

Heir Apparent of the Noble and most Ancient House of Potter

Heir Apparent of the Noble and most Ancient House of Black

Possessions

Properties

Potter Manor – Scotland

Number 12, Grimmauld Place – London (pending)

Cottage – Godric Hollow

Black Manor – Wales (pending)

Beach House – Barbados

Castle – Ireland

Castle – Bedfordshire

Beach House – Brazil

Black Castle – Ireland (pending)

Possessions

Harry James Potter – Vault 687 (worth up to 2million galleons)

Lily Potter née Evans – Vault 145 (worth up to 6million galleons)

James Potter – Vault 638 (worth up to 10 million galleons)

Potter Family Vault – Vault 723 (150 million galleons and jewelleries and other items worth about a 50 million galleons) *highly secured*

Sirius Black – Vault 711 (pending)

Black Family Vault – Vault 720 (pending)

Abilities

Master Occlumency- natural.

Master Legilimency.

Potions Master.

Wandless abilities – natural and advanced.

Parseltongue.

Parsel magic.

Natural apparition and disapparition talents.

Metamorphmagi.

Harry was speechless and stunned beyond words, if he really had all these abilities, then boy, does he have a lot of practicing and studying up on it to do. However he was quite confused about something which he couldn't help but voice out to Griphook.

"Griphook, who is the house of Black and why am I heir apparent to it"he asked, confusing written all over his young face.

"That would be your Godfather, Sirius Black's family and as he is the Lord Black, he appointed you to be his heir so that when he dies you will inherit all of his possessions"the goblin kindly explained.

Harry thought he remembered that name Sirius but where? He carefully searched his mind and as he had an eidetic memory, he was able to recall the photos he had found on the bedside table in his parents' room on his first day at Godric Hollow. He remembered a picture of his father with another young man, playing pranks on each other with a caption underneath saying "James (Prongs) and Sirius (Padfoot)". Wow! He had a godfather, an actual family.

Still a bit confused, he asked "What does the "pending" next to the possessions from my godfather mean?"

"It means that although you are to inherit all those items, however you can't do so yet as Lord Black is still alive, the pending sign will change when he dies"the goblin answered.

"Ok, thanks for the explanation, I would now like to see just my vault and the Potter family, and I would check the other two next time I come"Harry said thinking that the sooner he could finish what he came to Diagon alley for, the faster it would take him to get home and find out what had happened to Sirius Black, because as his godson, he should be living with him and not the Dursleys. He suspected that either there had been foul play involved or something else must have happened to have stopped him from living with his godfather.

"Very well, Harry" the goblin replied with a bow, before leading him out of the room.

Harry came out of Gringotts, an hour later after checking out his vault and family vault. He had been taken to his own vault first which Griphook opened using a small gold key, one he later handed to Harry, after the vault had been opened, Harry had let out a small surprised gasp as it was filled from top to bottom with Galleons, tons of it. Getting over his shock, he produced a little drawstring pouch with a flick of his wrist and proceeded to fill it with some money, he took as much as he thought would be enough to last him for maybe five months as he had no intention of coming to Diagon Alley anytime soon because he didn't want to give Dumbledore any opportunity to see him yet. Luckily, he had charmed the pouch to remain weightless and bottomless using the Undetectable Extension Charm, because when they had gone to his family's vault which was situated in the deeper underground part of Gringotts protected apparently by a dragon because as explained Griphook "it belongs to a very old, powerful and wealthy pure-blood family", he knew he had made a wise decision in doing so. As they got to the vault, Harry expecting Griphook to open it with another key was rather surprised when he merely placed his palm on the door and it opened. If Harry he had too much money in his own vault, boy, was he flabbergasted when they got into the Potter vault as it was a lot bigger, one could fit a whole house in it and still have a lot of space left! The vault was not only big but was also filled from top to bottom with gold, treasures and Galleons, there were golden coins, goblets, necklaces in diamonds, so many treasures. But the one thing that caught Harry's attention was the majestic bookshelf placed at the back of the vault filled to the brim with books.

"I think I have died and gone to heaven" the boy thought to himself as he started selecting a couple of books on potions, occlumency and legilimency, blood magic, dark arts, defence against dark arts, charms and a couple of some on the History of magic. By time he was done selecting, he put them all into his pouch and he returned back to the top of the bank with Griphook. As they got there, Harry asked to talk to the goblin in private and he led the child back to the room in which Harry had taken the blood test.

"Griphook, you say I'm the heir to the house and family of Potter, right?" Harry asked.

"Yes, that's true" the goblin replied.

"I don't have a guardian and I would like to be emancipated, do you think I could get the right to be since basically I'm the next Lord Potter?"

"Actually Harry, forgive my mistake for not mentioning this earlier due to all the confusion of the blood test and all but you are not the next Lord Potter, you are the Lord Potter, when your father was alive, you were the next in line but since he isn't anymore, you have now taken over as Lord Potter" the goblin said with a smile.

"If I am Lord Potter now, how come the blood test doesn't acknowledge this, it still says that I am the heir on it, doesn't that mean I have to do something else to be fully acknowledged as Lord Potter?" the child asked, now very confused to say the least.

The goblin quite impressed that the child had figured all of these out, nodded, "Yes, although we don't get Lords as young as your age, as there is always someone acting as Head of the family until the heir comes of age, if the present Lord of a house dies and the heir is still young, however, as your situation is rather different, we could allow you to perform the usual procedure needed to fully come into your rightful position and as soon as you become Lord Potter, you are immediately emancipated, according to the laws of the Ministry and the blood test results would also acknowledge this automatically as well"

"How soon can I perform this procedure, can it be done today?" Harry asked, now getting excited.

"Of course" the goblin replied.

"Alright, I would like it done today please"

The procedure was quite simple, first he had to take a blood test to prove that he is a Potter and is truly the rightful heir and as he had already done that before they skipped that part and moved on to the next part which is where a silver bowl was brought in and again Harry had his finger pricked to supply blood into the bowl which began to tremble and as it did, Griphook told Harry to repeat whatever was written in the bowl.

Rather confused by that, Harry looked into the trembling bowl and in red were the words:

I, Harry James Potter, Heir to the Noble and most Ancient House of Potter, solemnly swear with oath of the blood of the Potters running through my veins that I would uphold and honour the name of my family as my predecessors before me had done.

As soon as Harry had finished repeating the oath, the bowl stopped trembling and the words vanished and left in the bowl was a golden ring and engraved on the centre of the ring was the family crest which consisted of a silver sword and a wand lying across each other on a golden shield and flanking the shield on both sides were two fierce looking lions who seem to be in mid roar and inscribed around the crest are the words: Bravery and Honour shall we live by.

"Take it, Harry and put it on the index finger of your right hand" the goblin, instructed kindly, as he could tell that the young boy seemed a bit overwhelmed.

As Harry did as instructed, he could feel the ring merging with him as one, and could feel power like no other rushing through his blood. He felt powerful!

Grinning from ear to ear, he thanked the goblin and was just about to leave when he remembered that he still had the will he had found in his parents' safe at Godric Hollow, which was one of the reasons he had come to Gringotts and silently chastising himself he retrieved it from his jeans pocket and proceeded to hand it to the goblin.

"This is a will written by my parents which recently came to be in my possession and if it isn't too much trouble, I'd like to know what's in it" he said to the Goblin.

"Very well, since you're emancipated you can read it however if you hadn't been you would have had to wait until you came of age" the goblin said before proceeding to open the piece of parchment by tapping a finger on the seal thrice, "Ha, there is nothing here that you don't already know" he said before handing the parchment to Harry.

Harry took the parchment from the goblin and proceeded to read it but instead of letter on the parchment like the goblin had seen, a holographic image of his parents appeared instead. Shocked, he glanced at the goblin who merely smiled and said "It was written to you so you will see them, I can only read it because I'm a goblin and have the power to unseal the parchment, and no one else would be able to read or see the letter unless of course you let them. Even I can't read it now because you have seen it and haven't given me permission to be able to read it".

Nodding slightly, Harry turned his attention back to the parchment and listened to his parents. "Hi Harry, if you are reading this, it means that unfortunately we aren't with you anymore but please know that we loved you very much and even though we are gone we still do..." at this point Harry couldn't stop the tears running down his cheeks in anguish, and as his parents went ahead to list all the possessions they had left to him, he felt that he would give up all of those possessions to have his parents back.

"Harry, know that although we are gone, you still have people that love you as much as we do and your godfather, Sirius, would take good care of you..." Harry's father, James, was talking now, "we trust him implicitly and Lupin too. I'm sure they are going to tell you all about the Marauders..." at this he chuckled before continuing "Merlin's beard! We were a troublesome lot at Hogwarts," he became serious, "This will was written when we found out that Peter Pettigrew, one of the marauders and our secret keeper had leaked our whereabouts to Voldemort and we know he's going to be coming for us soon...so son please take care of yourself and be careful. Harry don't cry over losing us, just remember that we are always with you in spirit. Always."

Harry was so shocked that he didn't even notice when his parents concluded their speech, he was still fixated on the bit they said about being betrayed by one of their closest friends.

Deciding that he would think over what he had just found out when he got back to Godric Hollow, he looked up at the goblin and said "Griphook, thanks for all you have done for me today, I really appreciate it, however there is something else that I want you to do for me"

"What is it, Harry?" the goblin replied, deciding that he would do anything for the boy, he had only spent a few hours with him and he was starting to really like him despite his hatred for wizards.

"It's not big really, just that I don't want people to know about me coming back to the wizarding world, because you see as of now, I'm pretty sure that I'm being searched for" the child replied with a mischievous glint in his eyes.

"As you wish, Harry, client's indiscretion is our top priority" the goblin replied with a bow.

"Thanks Griphook and as I bid you adieu until next time, may your pockets continue to overflow with abundant gold" Harry said with a bow before leaving.

He headed straight for Ollivanders Wand Shop as soon as he left Gringotts, to buy his wand, however before he entered the shop, he made sure his cap covered his scar securely, just in case Dumbledore came looking for him in Diagon Alley and asked the wandmaker about him. As he entered the dark shop, he felt some sort of magical energy attracting him to go to the back of the store but he ignored the pull and focused his attention on the old man with white unruly hair that had just emerged from the back of the shop.

"Hi, I'm here to buy a wand sir" Harry said.

The old man looked at him with piercing blue eyes, and said "Shouldn't you have someone accompanying you or are you alone?"

"I am alone, but I don't think that's a necessary requirement to buy a wand is it especially I don't need a guardian to accompany me" Harry replied, flashing his ring to the wandmaker, who got the message clearly.

"The child is emancipated and a Lord! Who is he?" the wandmaker thought to himself as he instructed the boy to hold out his wand arm, and when the child did, he took his measurements from shoulder to finger, wrist to elbow, shoulder to floor, knee to armpit and finally much to Harry's relief, around his head.

As the wandmaker was taking these measurements, he was saying "Every Ollivander wand has a core of a powerful magical substance. We use unicorn hairs, phoenix tail feathers, and the heartstrings of dragons. No two Ollivander wands are the same, just as no two unicorns, dragons, or phoenixes are quite the same. And of course, you will never get such good results with another wizard's wand". Harry was quite fascinated by these little information, that it took him quite a while before he realised that tape measure was taking the measurements on its own. "That will do" said Mr Ollivander, who was flitting around his shop taking out various rectangular boxes and the tape measure crumpled into a heap on the floor.

The wandmaker then proceeded to place a couple of boxes on the counter in front of Harry, and as he opened the first box, he picked out a wand from it and gave it to Harry.

"Go on, give it a wave" the wandmaker instructed.

As soon as Harry obliged, a couple of jars on a shelf behind the wandmaker exploded, which prompted the old man to quickly take the wand away from Harry. He gave Harry another wand which Harry, knowing the procedure now, gave a wave and this time all the boxes of wands on the counter fell to the ground, spilling out their contents. This went on for quite a while, until Harry becoming exasperated said to Ollivander "Sir, if you don't mind me asking is there a wand in the back of the store, that you didn't bring out for me to try"

"Yes, why do you ask and how did you know?" the wandmaker asked, rather taken aback.

"Would you mind bringing it out for me to try" Harry asked, ignoring the questions the man had asked.

"Of course" replied the wandmaker, before going to retrieve the wand, all the while wondering about the boy.

"How did he know about the wand...I had it safely hidden away until Harry Potter is brought back to the wizarding world" he thought to himself as he brought the wand out front to where the child was patiently waiting.

"Holly and phoenix feather, eleven inches, nice and supple although I don't think this would work for you but give a wave just to try to..." the wandmaker gave the child to humour him but stopped mid-sentence as a gust of wind blew heavily into the room as the wand touched the child's hand. But what surprised him the most, is the amount of magical aura surrounding the child before it disappeared which signified the wand as the child's.

Meanwhile in Harry's case when the wand touched his hand he felt a warm feeling rush through his whole body causing him to smile as he immediately knew that this was the wand for him but he gave it a wave just the way the wandmaker asked him to and as he did, a stream of red and gold sparks shot out of the tip like fireworks.

"Curious...very curious" the old wandmaker said, still very gobsmacked as he put the wand back in its box and wrapped it in brown paper.

"What's curious sir?" the child said politely.

"Well the wand chooses its owner and it seems to have chosen you. I remember every wand that I ever made and sold and it so happens that the phoenix that gave your wand its feather, gave another feather, just another one. It's curious indeed because the other feather was in the wand of Voldemont, I'm sure you know who that is..." he paused shaking his head in wonder or confusion, Harry wasn't sure, "I would have expected this wand to work for Harry Potter because of the connection which was why I had kept it stored at the back of the shop but it seemed I was wrong." He fixed Harry with his pale stare.

"What did you say you name was?" he asked Harry.

"I didn't, but my name's Dudley" Harry answered smoothly wanting to process what he had just heard later.

The wandmaker stared at him a little longer before giving a nod maybe deciding to believe Harry. As Harry paid for the wand and wand holster he had been convinced to buy and was leaving, the wandmaker, who had been staring at Harry all the while, said "Dudley, would you terribly mind taking your cap off for just a second?"

Harry knowing the game was up, suddenly turned around and non-verbally threw a stunning spell at the old man knocking him out immediately, before the man could react, and with a flick of his finger he shut the shop and closed all the windows to prevent people from noticing anything. As soon as he was satisfied that no one could come in, he whipped out his new wand and took a deep breath.

"Time to put what I've learnt to practice" he thought aloud to himself. Pointing the tip of the wand to the wandmaker's head, he silently said "Obliviate" and wiped the events of him buying a wand and left the man with a vague knowledge of at least selling the holly and phoenix wand. Satisfied with what he had done, because now the man can't go around telling everyone that he was back, especially to Dumbledore. Before he left, he restored everything he had done to prevent people from noticing him stunning Ollivander, back to its place and as he left, nonverbally and wandlessly he countered the stunning spell with the Rennervate spell which should make the stunning spell wear off in a few minutes as he had made sure the spell wasn't powerful enough to knock the man out for hours.

So as not to be seen leaving the store, he also put a disillusionment charm on himself and on reaching the front of the Leaky Cauldron, he disapparated on the spot.

Quick note: the event with Ollivander is just a tidbit taste of what's to come of slightly Dark Harry because let's face it, no normal 9 year old or even maybe a teenager would have thought to react the way Harry did when he knew that he had been found out.