Chapter 12

'Alright Harry. The Weasleys have been seen to. The Will seen to. Grimmauld Place seen to. Training. I guess what I'm asking now is…'

'What's the plan Harry' the twins finished with Remus.

Laughing Harry shook his head. They'd given their farewells to Arthur, Bill and Charlie the night before and were now enjoying breakfast.

'You guys are hanging around each other way too much!'

Sighing and wiping his eye he went to continue.

The arrival of Hedwig with the daily prophet stopped him and almost eagerly he skimmed through as she took a few pieces of bacon.

'I believe our next target is the Daily Prophet offices. And our lovely Rita Skeeter. Also I'm thinking about opening an animal sanctuary here. And perhaps a home for abused house elves. I'm going to need to see the minister about it. Well I don't have to but it'd be nice to stop by. And since Madam Kappa…I mean Madam Umbitch… Since she will likely be there as well I reckon I'll just have to deal with her too. Umm I think that's everything' he said.

'Well as much as we'd like to stay and watch the fun…'

'We really have to get back to work' the twins said.

The quickly finished up and gave Harry a kiss goodbye before flooing away.

'Ah well. Remus, you up for some fun?' Harry asked.

The werewolf sighed.

'Well… I suppose so'.

'You know you love it' Harry grinned and shot upstairs to change.

Remus shook his head but smiled. So maybe he did enjoy it, a little.

He glanced at the paper and snorted. This really will be fun

NEW LORD BLACK FOUND!

Yesterday we at the Daily Prophet have discovered that the title of Lord Black has been handed to a new owner. And to the surprise of us all it fell to one Harry Potter! Our researchers did some digging and found that the next in line for the title should have gone to Draco Malfoy. The convict Sirius Black somehow managed to change the procedure by handing the title to his godson Mr Potter. We at the Daily Prophet are asking the question why. We were able to hold some interviews regarding this decision.

'He's a menace! He's got everything and now he's got this title! And we got kicked out the family because of him!' Ron Weasley.

'The boy's not right in the head. He may have been correct about the rise of You-Know-Who but he's simply being an arrogant child and wrecking everything' Molly Weasley.

'We were supposed to be married and he goes and ruins it. We shared a kiss at school! I thought he loved me!' A tearful Ginny Weasley comments.

Headmaster Albus Dumbledore was unavailable for comment. The goblins were being tight lipped about the issue and Mr Potter has not been seen since the events at the ministry, presumed in hiding.

MALFOY NOW BLACK!

As the title of Lord Black falls to Harry Potter, so comes the fall of a respectable family name. Upon achieving the title, Mr Potter's eye then turned to the Malfoy family. The marriage between Lord Lucius Malfoy and Lady Narcissa Malfoy was dissolved and young Draco Malfoy became Draco No-name until his mother adopted him into the Black family. Lord Malfoy will now have to pay back the bride dowry and has lost his heir to the Malfoy fortune. He was unable to comment due to being incarcerated at Azkaban for being in the wrong place at the wrong time.

Young Mr Malfoy was understandably unable to comment.

WEASLEY FAMILY IN BREAK UP!

Shocking developments arose when this paper found that the monarch of the family Weasley, Mrs Molly Weasley nee Prewett was cast out of the family and her marriage dissolved by husband Arthur Weasley. It was understood that this event happened during the Will reading regarding the new Lord Black. Molly Prewett's two youngest children, Ronald and Ginevra were also cast out of the family. And the reason for this? They borrowed money from Harry Potter and he wanted it back all at once, with interest! Mr Potter also inherited the title of Lord Black. We ask our readers, is this young man becoming power hungry? Already he has torn the family Weasley and the family Malfoy apart. Where will he strike next?!

P.A.G.E.B.R.E.A.K

They headed up the steps to the Prophet building and headed inside. They were met at the reception by a glitzy barely out of her teens girl.

'Can I help you?' she asked, turning her nose up at the shabbily dressed man and the teen.

'Yes. I was hoping to speak to the manager' Harry replied politely. With all the training, his scar barely visible and his eyes corrected so without glasses he hardly looked like Harry Potter.

'I'm afraid the manager is very busy. He won't be able to see you' she replied snootily.

Like the manager would really want to speak to a beggar and a wet behind the ears teen.

'Oh but it's really urgent. See I noticed an article in the paper today and I…'

'The Daily Prophet does not accept liability for jilted lovers or other superficial items. We print the truth' she snapped.

Why couldn't they take the hint and get lost?!

'The truth? Are you perhaps mistaking this paper for a real business?' Harry asked curiously.

He was loving this.

'How dare you! This establishment sends papers to every wizarding home in Britain! We are a respectable business! Get out! SECURITY!'

'Ah yes a good idea. Yes you call security. I'm sure they'll be happy to send you out on your rear' Harry mused.

He turned to Remus who was trying hard not to laugh.

'Can you imagine?! Talking that way to the owner. It's downright rude!'

He looked back and gave her a sweet smile.

'Of course you could be new here. It's possible you don't know who the owner is?'

'I've been working here for five years and I know everyone that works in this business! You are not the owner and if you think I'll believe a snot nosed kid over myself then you've got another thing coming!' she screeched.

'Snot nosed kid?! Well now she's just being insulting. I mean for one thing I'm fifteen' Harry hummed to himself.

'So then who is the owner?' he asked innocently.

'Like I'm really going to tell you! Get out! WHERE IS SECURITY?!'

'Security is currently counting out their last set of wages and hoping they'll have enough to last until they find a new job' Harry replied with a smile.

He then turned serious.

'Tell you what. I'll give you the answer. The owner of this business. The one who has the most shares, well all shares in this business. That would be the Potter family. And clearly you need glasses more than me because you're staring at the last of the Potter line'.

She opened her mouth, then closed it slowly. She took a good look at him, eyes travelling to his forehead. He casually brushed back his now shoulder length hair, giving her a good view of his scar. She needed to squint slightly to see it, but it was there.

She paled.

'Yes, well now that's been taken care of. Don't suppose you'll let me see the manager?' Harry asked.

Nodding she pointed the way to the man's office.

'Thanks. And I should mention that you really need to do your research. But you'll have plenty of time to do that while you're looking for a new job, won't you?' Harry said sweetly and he and Remus walked away.

They may have heard her sobbing behind them.

'You can let it out now Remus'.

The werewolf burst out laughing.

'Oh Sirius would have loved that! The wizarding world will never be the same!'

Smiling Harry pushed opened the door to the manager's office.

They'd left an hour later. He'd given the man an ultimatum.

'Either you print the truth and nothing but the truth or I close this joint down and kick your sorry ass onto the street'.

Harry then gave the man the scoop on his whole life, right up to that day. He also included the life story of one Tom Marvolo Riddle. As he left the offices he wondered where Rita was. Oh well, he was sure he'd come across her at some point.

'Alright Remus. I've got a minister to wind up and you've got some shopping to do. Don't give me that look, Sirius told you to spend his money on clothes and I won't let you wriggle out of it'.

Remus thought to argue then decided against it. If he wasn't in new clothes by the end of the day he was pretty sure Harry would hand him over to the twins. He shuddered and nodded.

'Alright Harry. You be careful'.

'I'm always careful' the teen laughed as he portkeyed away.

Shaking his head Remus wondered just what fireworks he'd let off this time. He eyed Madam Malkin's and shrugged. Acromantula silk robes were rather nice.

P.A.G.E.B.R.E.A.K

Harry handed the pale man his wand to check then breezed past the desk and headed straight to the minister's office. He clocked movement out the corner of his eye and smirked slightly as a little Bug landed on his robes. Three birds with one stone. He didn't bother knocking and just headed in.

'Minister Fudge! It's been ages!'

'What the…! Potter! What are you doing here?! SECURITY!'

'What is it with everyone and security today' Harry wondered out loud.

Clearly the man hadn't noticed the subtle buzz of magic putting up silencing wards.

'Alright here's the deal Fudgy old boy. I need a permit for an animal sanctuary and a home for abused house elves. I could have gone to the correct department for it but then I'd have to sign here and fill out here and send it here and wait god knows how long while nothing gets done. So I thought I just come to you. I'm sure you can get the paperwork sent up and signed off quickly. What do you say?'

The man blustered and huffed and wandered where the hell security was. He was saved, or so he thought, by the entrance of Madam Umbitch.

Nah… Harry felt Kappa Lady worked better.

'Cornelius we have a situation in…WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?!'

'Hiya Umbitch… Sorry I mean Umbridge, god that name of yours is sure hard to pronounce' Harry said with a wave.

She had her want in her hand and ready to cast. Fudge wouldn't care.

'Now don't be like that. Here come sit and I'll tell you about my plans for a house for abused house elves and an animal sanctuary' Harry smiled and patted the chair next to him.

He then turned back to the minister.

'I'm sure we can come to an agreement'.

They had to be stupid not to notice the crackle of magic around them. Sneering the Kappa Lady moved the seat to Fudge's side and sat down.

'Yes… Well I suppose we can work something out. So what sort of animals are we talking about?' Fudge asked nervously.

'Oh you know. The usual. Griffons, manticores. And I'm thinking we could hire people with creature blood. You know, werewolves, vampires, perhaps some veelas. That way we're giving them a chance to earn money and we can research these so called dangerous animals. I think they're just misunderstood' Harry answered, smiling serenely.

'Now you see here! These creatures are not allowed to work. If we gave them jobs they'd have more chance to attack respectable members of the public' Kappa Lady seethed.

'Well now that got me thinking. Attack rates have actually risen since those silly laws were put in place. I mean after all if a werewolf can't work then they can't get wolfsbane. It's really easy to see that. I'm sure if we just… KILLER BEE!'

Harry grabbed the closest thing, which happened to be the chair Kappa Lady was sitting on, and started madly waving it around trying to crush the threat.

Rita wasn't getting away after he'd sealed the room.

'Mr Potter what…?!' Fudge cried as he and Kappa Lady jumped to their feet, she from the floor she had just been dumped on.

'DON'T MOVE IT'S A KILLER BEE! I'LL GET IT!'

He swung the chair over and over. Hitting cabinets and books and sending papers and splinters everywhere.

'DIE KILLER BEE!'

Eventually Rita had to change back before she was…

SQELTCH!

Nevermind.

'I got it Sir. No killer bees are getting to our minister'.

Fudge nervously approached the squashed mess.

'It…it's just a bug?'

Harry blinked and looked carefully.

'So it is. Huh, could have sworn it was a killer bee. They've got the same markings you know.

He put the broken chair back down and smiled.

'Well that's a relief! Do you know how painful it would have been if a killer bee stung you?! Ouch! So about that permit?'

The minister was eager to get this boy out of his office. The papers were brought up and signed within minutes and they hurried him out the door with a quick thank you. The Kappa Lady didn't notice her missing wand until she'd gone home for the day.

Harry smiled and twirled his new toy around his fingers. Another few ticks on his checklist.