[a/n-2]MeinGimli has answered that mindboggling mystery! Keep the masses comatose! Beer Distributors are necessary.

[a/n-1]Another coronovirus observation. Went shopping at Walmart. The recommendation[semi-order]is for necessities. Now yes, ok, your author did end up with a box of donuts among the groceries. But did that guy REALLY need a 65" tv?

[a/n0]4points to alix33 for recognizing the rather ironic name of Mr. Polkiss last time

Harry Does Different CCCXIV

Lily's Letter

August 4 1995

"Teller Rugmuncher, I've come to this institution several times in the last few years to withdraw a pittance to shop for a few school supplies." Harry glanced at Mrs. Weasley and …umm? What was the name of that tall black man he'd just met? Then back to the goblin "One or two classmates have hinted I might have a bit more than just one vault. So, I'm asking… point blank… do I as the SOLE Potter have more than the contents of Vault #687?"

The goblin looked stunned "Of course not, young wizard! While not our richest depositor your account is certainly well up on the Code Five list. We have been surprised you ask for so little. The trust vault is meant as mere pocket money. There are three main family vaults. One for metal. One for jewels. The last for personal effects."

"Thank you for the information Rugmuncher." Harry said appreciatively "I would like a list, as soon as possible, of the metal and jewels. Could someone take me to the personal effects vault as soon as I tell my minders?"

Mrs. Weasley looked dissatisfied with the thought "I don't think this is a good idea Harry. We have a great deal of shopping to do for school."

"We have seven weeks until school starts, Mrs. Weasley." Countered Harry "And frankly I might stay here for a couple days to see what my parents or grandparents and greats might've left."

She shook her head "I don't approve of you staying out unattended."

"Being in Gringotts is hardly painting the town brown." Harry point out "I mean they'd probably cut off my hand if I caused any mischief. Now, there's nothing to worry about, just tell Sirius I'm in the Potter library."

Molly made a move to stop him, but Shacklebolt held her off shaking his head warningly "Don't be a fool!"

Harry went off unaware of the near confrontation.

August 8 1995

"Hah! Got it bloody right!" exclaimed Harry as he stepped through the fireplace just in time to have his nose assaulted by toast eggs and best of all bacon "I know Hedwig is all over this!"

Hermione had a moderately disapproving look but offered a hug "Thank you for the daily updates."

"You might be a bit grumpy with me." He kissed both her cheeks unapologetically "But I can totally make it up to you. No offense, but I've been in the mind of the witch- -"

Mrs. Weasley interrupted "You Harry Potter are in a heap of trouble. You did not have Professor Dumbledore's permission to go off - -"

"If you'll tell me where Albus has Potter anywhere in his name" Harry cut off her rant "No? Point me. Outside Hogwarts Sirius is my guardian, even IN Hogwarts he's not ALL powerful."

Mrs. Weasley pointed her cooking spoon at him and commanded "Room now. I will not have Albus Dumbledore spoken of in that manner."

"I SHALL NOT HAVE HARRY DEPRIVED OF A MEAL!" Sirius spoke harshly as soon as he saw his godson's expression. The remainder of the meal was consumed in a deep silence. The pair then withdrew to Sirius' chambers without a word.

August 9 1995

When Dumbledore and Snape arrived the next morning the pair deliberately delayed making appearance. And when they did it was the Potion Master who struck first "People have better things to do than mind an arrogant brat Potter."

"Then go do them you hook-nosed greaseball." Harry shot back, unhesitatingly. Into the silence he added "Fred, George Weasley users emeritus of that most useful particular object we'll not name in mixed company allow me to introduce myself Mr. Prongs Jr. my friend Mr. Padfoot and HIS friend Mr. Moony."

Snape got over his shock and pulled his wand. He was promptly stunned by Sirius and Harry "No one attacks my Godson. Particularly in my home."

"Harry Professor Snape is a Hogwarts teacher." Hermione whispered worriedly.

He shrugged "Here he's just a dick intruding in MY home on MY summer vacation."

"Harry James Potter!" scolded Mrs. Weasley and firing an "Episky!" Or almost.

The young wizard, to everyone's surprise was faster "EXpelliarmus! I do respect you Mrs. Weasley. You're the closest thing I have to a Mother. But you've never seen him in my class."

"Professor Snape aside, Harry" Dumbledore put in "you spent considerable time in Gringotts."

To which Harry answered, as Sirius advised "Yessir."

"Please don't be difficult Harry." The Headmaster complained pinching his nose "What were you doing in Gringotts?"

This one Sirius overrode "Family business."

"And what does that mean?" sneered Snape, struggling to his feet.

To which Harry smiled "Well Snivilus, I suppose that means it's family. And it's CERTAINLY none of YOUR business." His expression was calculated to infuriate.

The look of rage on the Potion Master's face was a thing of delight to the Weasley children, though they instantly hid their expressions from their mother.

"We are clearly getting nowhere today." The Headmaster offered a most displeased expression "Harry, Weasleys, I look forward to seeing you in the Great Hall in September. With, hopefully, some changed attitudes." His expression particularly landed on the bespectacled wizard.

September 1 1995

By school day tensions in #12 Grimmauld Pl had largely subsided. Sirius, of course, had to bid Harry farewell as they left the house and not at Platform 9¾. Harry even hugged her as they separated "I even have a peace offering for Professor Snape. Seems he was friends with one Lily Evans and she left him a letter that was in the safe. I talked it over with Sirius and he confirmed it. They had a bit of a falling out in Sixth Year, but I guess the letter was an apology."

"That would be nice." She kissed his cheeks "I too am sorry for all the bad feeling this summer. Have a good term Harry."

Abcij

Professor McGonagall called out "Anna Xander!"

"HUFFLEPUFF!" answered the magical item on its 1013th annual outing.

Professor Dumbledore stood "Thank you Professor McGonagall for that wonderful Sorting now just a few words. I - -"

"Sir, actually I wonder if I might address the assembly briefly?" requested Harry from his place, actually a little closer to the Head table than his Fifth Year status was supposed to place him. But this was intentional.

Severus sneered impressively "Attention seeking brat."

"Fact is this does directly involve our Head of Slytherin, sir." Said Harry, deliberately refusing to be baited "Please sir."

The Head of Gryffindor stood "I cannot imagine Potter doing anything derogatory. Of course I endorse and support his moment now."

"Hem hem! Students do not speak to the school. It is a violation of all custom." Said a new unintroduced professor.

Dumbledore held up a hand "Professor Umbridge, please note that Professor McGonagall HAS supported Mr. Potter speaking. So I don't imagine Mr. Potter will take up much of our time as I am sure he is hungry as well."

"My friend Ron has been glaring at the clock and his stomach has been rumbling almost nonstop." Joked Harry "Five minutes tops. I promise. So let me get started by saying this summer I spent a lot of time in my Gringotts vault. What I wanted to make public tonight was a prior relationship between one Severus Snape and Lily Evans Potter."

Dumbledore had cut in on the last few words, but was unable to silence him "Harry it is inappropriate to air people's dirty laundry…as it were."

"Really?" Harry's tone was caustic "Snape's been airing on me since 91."

Professor Umbridge "Hem Hem"ed "Mr. Potter I do not believe it is your place to question the actions of your professors."

"Moving onto things of relevance." Harry simply disregarded her "Oh…please note, Slytherins…Lily Evans, the crush of your Head of House, was a Mudblood." The Hall gasped at the word "So? Professor Snape? Bet you'd love to read the last words of your childhood friend? She addressed this before she married my Dad. Sitting there almost two decades." He twirled the envelope tauntingly between two fingers.

Snape pulled his wand "Accio!"

"Seriously Snivilus?" sneered Harry "The correct procedure is to ASK for it poLITEly.

Shockingly the Potion Master plastered on a smile "May I please have Lily's letter?"

"See? Mr. Snape?" Harry was as condescending as the Potion Master at his worst "That wasn't so hard, now was it? Professor Dumbledore may I award Slytherin two points? Wingardium Leviosa!" The envelope floated the short distance between the Gryffindor table up to the Head table.

Severus was already plotting his revenge on the brat. They wouldn't call it murder, the term was justifiable homicide. Floating into his hand was an envelope addressed simply to SEV Which no one had done since, well, since the writing he recognized. He had just enough time to read DEAR SEV before it flashed into flames. In seconds it was ashes. As much from the burns as the fury he screamed "POTTTTTTTTTERRRRRRRR!"

Abcij

"Miserable brat." Professor Snape snarled in the Headmaster's office when Harry arrived an hour later.

Harry didn't even blink "Fuck you Snivilus."

"A hundred points from Gryffindor and a month's detention Potter." The Potion master ruled.

Harry glared at Dumbledore "You gonna let that stand after HIS namecalling? I'm writing to The Board, then to the papers. What do you want?"

"Why did you do it Harry?" asked the Headmaster.

The student was less than forthcoming "Specify."

"Destroy your Mother's letter to Professor Snape." Dumbledore turned on the grandfatherly expressiveness "Have you any idea what such an offering might have meant? A healing from the past? It was not yours to destroy."

Harry snorted "Your father was an arrogant toerag Potter! Stop breathing too loud! Cut Malfoy's brainfarts! Kiss Parkinson's ass! Day in! Day out! In a word REVENGE! Whatever Lily Evans wrote, Snivilus didn't deserve to know!"

"Another hundred points from Gryffindor Potter! You will tell me the contents of that letter!" Snape demanded.

Harry turned his back and yanked on the office door "Kiss my ass Snivilus!"

"Legilimens!" the spell hit the teen wizard in the back of the head.

Abcij

Harry awoke in the Hospital Wing with Hermione half-snoozing by his bedside, knowing exactly what had happened AND exactly what to do about it. He poked her knee "Hey! Hey you! Do me a favor. Madam Pomfrey won't let me budge, of course, but I need a visitor. One of the redheaded variety. Female. Hufflepuff."

"You know they don't much like you after - -" she began but trailed off delicately.

Harry was insistent but not really able to properly organize his thoughts. He waved her out of the hospital wing while taking quill to parchment.

Susan came, read what Harry wrote, flooed her Auntie who arrived with a full squad of Aurors to arrest the Potion Master. This knowing she might need to override the objections of the Headmaster. Quantity was sufficient and Albus counseled his minion to go quietly…for now.

One of the first protests brought by Snape's defender was that it was clearly entrapment as Harry never actually read his mother's letter.