Harry Potter & The Change of Circumstances
Summary:
Harry Potter goes to Gringotts in his third year and learns about himself.
(Bashing, Bashing and more Bashing)
Chapter One
Harry had just woken up in the leaky cauldron. The previous night he blew up his aunt Marge and had a run in with the Minister of Magic Himself. He did promise to not wonder around muggle London, only keeping to Diagon alley. Freedom for the next three weeks. For the first time in his life there was a small glimmer of hope, one that he was not going to waste.
Gettering his toiletries and making his way to the bathroom to freshen up, he made his way down to the bar where the wizard Tom the bartender had his breakfast waiting for him on a nice table in the back. After Harry finished his breakfast, he walked to the bar to pay releasing he had no money. A moment of panic on his face, Tom chuckled to himself, "don't worry Mr Potter, the ministry will be taking care of it" with a slight grin. We have to feed you up, so please order as much as you want".
Harry smiled and nodded expecting the bill sent to the ministry with a few more charges than expected.
"Thanks Tom, can you let me in the alley today, I need to go to Gringotts's and it's just Harry."
"Sure, thing just Harry, what time will you be thinking of returning" asked Tom making his way to the brick wall.
I do not know, let us say one or two. Replied the teenager, thinking of all the things he could buy, nodding to Tom he made his way out and was skipping his way to the white marble of the bank.
Walking up the stairs, he was greeted by the goblin guards standing watching for trouble. As he walked into the bank everyone was busy going about their daily business. Standing in line he waited, Harry Potter had a lot of patience, working with Hermione he built up his tolerance.
Noticing there was a free teller at the end, Harry made his way over there and as soon as he walked up to the counter the goblin asked "key please" without looking up. A frown appeared on Harry's face. He gave his key to Mrs Weasley and she did not give it back after the disruptive trip to Diagon last time.
"key please" the goblin asked with more venom, Harry Potter shook himself, and replied "I'm sorry sir, but I do not have my key on me". For the first time the goblin looked up and saw that the child in front of him was Mr Potter. "Come with me please Sir" and hopped down from his desk, harry noticed that the goblin was looking around to see if someone was watching them as Harry followed the teller through two large wooden doors and down an awfully long Marble corridor until they came to an office, the sign read Sharptooth, Harry paled at the thought.
'Sirs am I in trouble' he asked. The goblin knocked and smiled a toothy grin which looked to Harry as sinister as possible.
'Mr Potter, this is the Potter accountant, he will talk with you, now go in. time is gallons Mr Potter. Remember that."
'Yes, sir I will, as he was shown through.
There sitting at the desk was an ancient looking goblin.
Before Harry could take in his surroundings the goblin pointed to a seat,
Sharptooth looked at the boy in front of him, he has small for his age, very thin and had the messy hair. He looked up and was staring into Harrys green eyes that portrayed a boy who had fought. "Sit Mr Potter, we have a lot to go through. I am the Potter accountant, before I begin do you have any questions at all?'
'Sir am I in trouble' harry asked again.
'that is a matter of perspective Mr Potter' Sharptooth spoke. But Sharptooth continued 'now I have several questions for you Mr Potter before we get to your vault Key. Number one "why have you not replied to any of our correspondence over the last two years.'
Harry paled at the idea that he was upsetting the goblins. And stuttered out a reply "because I have not received a single letter from Gringotts's" he managed to say. Sharptooth looked like he was about to explode, but he knew it was true. Goblins had a sense when it came to lying. Sharptooth looked at the boy. For a moment he felt sorry for the boy. Sharptooth knew he wasn't going to like the rest of his questions. "Who is your guardian," he asked next. For two reasons, one he thought the boy who lived knew nothing of his family, the laws, and his position. The second one he hoped was true that the boy sitting in front of him was just an unruly child. Harry took his time replying. "sir, I don't understand, I live with my Aunt and Uncle are they not my guardians."
Sharptooth looked livered. "absolutely not, Mr Potter. Your magical guardian."
Harry just shook his head. Sharptooth took another look at the boy. He slowly contemplated about where to go from here. Looking at the file in front of him he knew he was in for a lot of work, but that was why he was a senior accountant. He got paid to do these things for a price at least. He saw Mr Potter waiting for him, well time is gallons after all. 'Mr Potter what do know of your family.'
Harry was quick to reply, "other than their names, how they died, not a lot really." Leaving out how he found out the information.
Sharptooth took a deep breath and sighed, 'we'll Mr Potter, we do now have more things to discuss. This is going to take a while; you will have many questions but please reframe from interrupting. I will personally answer anything after tomorrow. We will be in meetings all day, but firstly before that. Let me run you down as the muggles say.' He nodded as Harry nodded.
The Potter family is a Most Ancient and Most Noble house. Most Ancient comes from the time before the Wizengamot. Your family inherited two lines the Peverell and Gryffindor lines, there are only four family's left that can call themselves that. The Greengrass, Bones, Black and yours. The ancient families carry 2 votes for a House, so you carry 5 votes in the Wizengamot. As the Potter family was one of the founding families, the potters are known for producing males. That is why you have the other family's titles as they married into yours.
Now, as the Potter family finances goes unfortunately you are the richest wizard alive thanks to your for-fathers and Your Mother. Harry was about to ask Sharptooth about his mother. Anticipating the question Sharptooth continued. Your mother used some money in the muggle world to invest in companies that I assume that you have heard. Microsoft, apple, and such. Harry paled at the implication "how much" he blurted out. "Well Mr Potter, so far we do not have a word in the magical world for it, but the muggles say Billion" he grinned. Harry just sat there looking into the space. Sharptooth continued, Now Mr Potter this is where it gets interesting for you. The wizarding world is backwards, you come from a world that still has lords and ladies, as such you can become a lord. There is nothing to say that such a thirteen cannot become lord of his house, as you are the only person alive.'
'You mean that I will never have to return to the Dursleys,' Harry questioned.
Sharptooth stared down Harry, spoke softly that harry had to lean forward. 'Mr Potter, this might be uncomfortable for you, but I need you to answer this truthfully and leave nothing out, were you treated well' Harry looked at Sharptooth and Harrys voice cracked and managed to say 'not really sir' Sharptooth looked at Harry and nodded.
'Mr potter, now we will call it a day. Tomorrow you will meet me here at 8 o'clock sharp and present yourself to the healers for a quick check up, then we will give you your lord ring and you will not leave here until we finished. Also, Mr Potter I need a confirmation on some points. You are not aware that not having a magical guardian in your position is against the law. You are famous Mr Potter, for your family's reputation world-wide and yourself, The Implications of this becoming a huge deal is enormous Mr Potter. We need a lawyer and then the DMLE to investigate why. I am sure that you understand that this will be awkward but remember Mr Potter, this is for your future. This is so you do not go back to the muggles, this is to stop a war Mr Potter.' Harry thought of the implications for a moment and frowned, 'I trust your judgment Sharptooth. But what do you mean War?' Sharptooth laughed. 'I'll tell you the rest of the story tomorrow Mr Potter'.
'No Sharptooth you mistook what I said. Harry replied 'I want answers and resolution to go from there. All while he looked at Sharptooth. 'It's more Slytherin of me I guess.'
Sharptooth laughed while pulling a box out of his desk. Mr Potter, children have all the traits of Hogwarts houses. Don't let one house become you', while he pulled out a key and a pouch. Do not lose this one or give it out to anyone Mr potter.
Now excuse me Mr Potter. I have a lot of work to do now. But be assured that we will get things in motion.
(A/N This is my first story; I beg forgiveness for spelling and grammar mistakes. Chapter 2 in just getting some touch ups, but please review)