' Kirito's thoughts'

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For a long time Harry just stood in front of the bank, trying to decide what to do. Should he go in and tell them about the horcrux now, and demand access to his parent's will so that he could get Sirius out of Prison, or should he go in, find a way to steal the horcrux, grab his fortune and damn trying to be friendly with the goblins that he knew in the future would betray them.

"I have a plan. But it involves acting like Malfoy."

Heading into the bank, Harry kept his posture straight, with a slight tilt of his chin, making it look as though he was looking down on everyone. He approached the teller confidently, with a swagger in his step.

"Harry Potter here for a withdrawal."

"Oh, and i'm the tooth fairy i am. Do you know how many people we get in here claiming to be Potter?"

"Well then tooth fairy, you'd better listen well. I am Harry James Potter, and I am here as the last son of the Potter line, also of the Peverell and Griffindor line and conqueror of the Slytherin line. You sneak thieves have been allowing someone else to hold the key to one of my family vaults. That could be counted as line theft. If you take me to whomever has been allowing this travesty, I may just take his head instead of moving every last galleon i have and giving it to the gnomes."

"You dare threaten a goblin in his own home?"

Taking a deep breath in, Harry summoned the sword of Griffindor, something he was gambling he'd be able to do, and pointed it at the goblin.

"I dare because i have the strength and the wealth to back up my claim. What do you have goblin?"

The goblin teller gulped as the sword got closer to his neck, "Right this way."

He lead Harry into a room where there was but a single basin and a sharp, gleaming knife sitting on a table beside it.

"Just cut your palm with the knife and drip into the basin. It will show whether you are who you say you are."

"I'm not using that knife. That is a ritual knife if i'm not mistaken, a ritual knife that would store my blood for who knows what purpose. No, i'll be using this, thank you."

With that, Harry sliced his palm with the edge of the sword of Griffindor, making sure to vanish the blood from the blade afterwards, watching as the basin turned a bright blue.

"Well you are who you say you are. Shall I take you to your vault?"

"Vaults. I want to be taken to the Potter family vault, the Griffindor vault, the Slytherin vault, the Peverell vault, and then i wish to be taken to your boss."

Harry shut the door to each vault after visiting them, to make sure the goblin couldn't see him removing everything of value beyond a single galleon and putting it into his inventory. He'd look at it all later, but for now, for now he was going to make sure the little sneak thieves had no access to any of his money. They would regret betraying him, he'd make sure of it. Then, after that was done he was taken to a very large office in the bank, looking at a very old goblin.

"You have proven to be a very interesting child Harry Potter."

"And you have proven that your bank is only interested in the gold, not what people are putting in your bank that could hurt or even kill others."

"Why should we be interested in the affairs of wizards? They are certainly not interested in our problems."

"Then let me make this perfectly clear. I have removed the wealth from the Potter, Gryffindor, Peverell, and Slytherin vault. I have no intention of returning said wealth to a people that have shown that they are only on the side with the most money. I though Goblins were warriors, not weaklings open to the highest bidders. Now if i walk out of here now, I will take this story to the press, of how you were allowing someone not of the family line to access a family account, and don't tell me it's just because he's Albus Dumbledore, because that shit will not fly. Once the other families hear of your treachery its only a matter of time before they too empty their vaults. Or, on the other hand, you can work with me to take the resources of those that would use their wealth for war and make sure that they can harm no one ever again. One choice will see you destroyed as a people, the other will see that you have a future. What is your choice Goblin?"

To his surprise, the goblin behind the desk began to laugh, "Oh he's got spirit this one. All right then young one, we'll hear you out, but before that, you have to meet our king, he'll love you."

"I thought you were the goblin king?"

"No, I am a figure head that carries the name to keep idiots from taking up his time. The real king lives somewhere else."

Harry was even more surprised when he met said king, only to discover he looked like he'd stepped out of a nineties pop music video.

"So, my head goblin tells me that you want to stir up some trouble upstairs. Why should I allow it?"

"Because your majesty, if you don't in a few years time You-Know-Who will gather his followers and they will attack the bank that is holding one of his horcruxes, and they will slaughter them all."

"Ah, time travel is it then? Well this will make things interesting. Why don't you stay and tell me more."

Harry spent the rest of the night explaining to the king how he'd been sent back in time and his new abilities as well as his plans.

"I hadn't realized the goblins i'd sent to the surface had become so human in their needs. I am glad you are bringing this to my attention. You have the might of the Goblin King behind you. When you have need of me simply call for Jareth and we shall stand with you."

"Thank you your majesty. This is more than i ever could have asked for."

End

a slight crossover with Labyrinth thrown in just for fun.