Disclaimer in Chapter 1. Will change if needed.

Harri strode into Gringotts, head held high, and went straight for the head desk. Standing there she cleared her throat softly to get the attention of the goblin at the desk; when he looked down at her, she smiled but made sure not to show her teeth. "Greetings, may the gold be flowing in your favor today. May I speak with someone regarding my accounts?"

The goblin raised an eyebrow but returned, "And may your enemies be trembling before you this day. Certainly, you may. Name please?"

"Harriet Rose Potter." She said easily.

The goblin nodded, penned down her name, and hopped from the desk, "This way Miss. Potter. Griphook will see you."

Harri nodded and followed without question, she had hoped she'd get the same goblin who had helped her find all of the manipulations the first time around. If she remembered correct, the actual Potter manager was in league with Dumbles, so he would need to go. She would appoint Griphook as she had last time, he had done wonderfully with her accounts and had torn into those who wronged her with a vengeance. Also, it would be a nice boost up the ladder for him. At the moment he was a regular clerk, a goblin who began accounts and checked inheritances before taking the heirs to the actual account managers, just to keep frauds and greedy people from wasting the higher goblins time with illegitimate tasks and business. When she gave him over manager ship of all her accounts he would get a huge status boost not to mention a large influx of gold.

She shook herself from her thoughts as she was led into a room and gestured into a chair before Griphook and his large, messy desk. Harri bowed her head to the other goblin, "Thank you, may your gold ever flow."

Again the goblin looked surprised but he bowed at the waist, "And may your enemies fall before your blade." He answered before leaving.

Harri smiled brightly, looking back at Griphook who had watched the exchange with interest, "Greetings Clerk Griphook. May the gold be flowing in your favor today."

"May your enemies tremble before you this day." Griphook said with a smile, "How may I help you?"

Harri smiled, "I have quite a story to tell you and by the end we will both come out much better for it but I think for now it would be best to start with the three standard tests. Just to get that going and out of the way."

Griphook smiled, "Right to business. I like that." He began pulling out the three potions vials and three special bits of parchment. "Will you need a dagger?" He asked, holding out the first vial.

"Thank you but no." Harri replied, she formed a bit of ice on the tip of her finger and slashed a finger on the other hand before dismissing the ice and accepting the first vial. She put three drops in it and went for the next one while Griphook blended the potion. They did that for all three before Griphook poured out the vials one by one onto the papers.

"That should take about five minutes. Shall we begin something else while we wait?" Griphook asked.

"Yes of course. Let's begin with the goblin currently managing the Potter account. I believe him, for several reasons, to be working with Albus Dumbledore to steal from me both Galleons and priceless family artifacts from my accounts illegally." Harri said, channeling Pepper and the lessons she had gotten from Griphook himself. "I wish to look into my holdings to find irrefutable proof and then appoint another more responsible goblin as manager over the entirety of my accounts."

Griphook's eyes were wide at this point, disbelief clear on his face. "What reasons can you give to allow me to look for the proof in our files?"

"Albus Dumbledore is currently in possession of at least three of my family's artifacts that he shouldn't be, even as my self-proclaimed magical guardian, and that he only would have had access to through the Potter manager here at Gringotts. He also had both my parent's wills sealed which can only be done in very severe circumstances with the approval of the account manager in charge of executing the will. Finally, several times a month money is being taken from my accounts and sent to several people who have no contact with me currently let alone my approval to receive said money." Harri listed.

Griphook nodded, "Very well, I will send an inquiry while we look over the test results." he wrote on a piece of parchment, folded it quickly, and it disappeared in the next moment. Griphook took the first parchment, "This one will tell us exactly who you are." He looked over the results and frowned, "Miss Potter are you aware of why this is showing you have three ages?"

Glacia pushed information to the forefront of Harri's mind, "I will need to explain the full story later but the short version is that I came back in time, merged with and replaced my younger self while she was at a point close to death, and, through magic, aged my younger self during the merging process." She smiled at the stunned goblin, "Can I have the ages so I can confirm each?"

"10, 13, and 25." Griphook rasped.

Harri nodded, "I am technically ten, when I merged I advanced my age to thirteen, and before I went back in time I was twenty-five."

Griphook shook off his shock and continued over the paper, "Everything else seems in order, though I do wish to ask why your father is not here. Are you here to pursue problems against him as well?"

Harri froze, "My father died ten years ago." She said stiffly.

Griphook shook his head and passed her the paper, "Not according to this." Harri looked stiffly down at the paper in her shaking hands. Right there next to Father it read 'James Charlus Potter' and next to that, in parentheses, it read 'Alive'. Harri let the paper drop back to the desk shakily where Griphook retrieved it. "May I assume from your reaction that you were unaware your father was alive?"

"You may." Harri said shakily, "When I did these tests the first time it was right after my sixth year and it read 'Deceased'." Harri frowned and gripped her fists tighter, "Another manipulation I have been subjected to it seems." She looked up at Griphook with her magic dancing in her eyes, "I fear we must hurry along business then. It seems I must rescue my father and I won't be able to do so until we correct the issues on the third parchment."

Griphook nodded seriously, "Seeing as how you seem to know the contents of your inheritance parchment shall I file it so we can move on to the more pressing matter at the moment?"

"Please." Harri said shakily.

"Very well." He rolled up the second parchment and pulled the third, "It seems as if you have a block on over half of your magical core, including your ability to change into your animagi. You also seem to be under several strong, dark, and specific compulsions as well as a multitude of potions that seem to have several different purposes, the most problematic being a love potion keyed to a Ronald Weasley and a soul bond suppression potion designed to keep you from finding your soulmate. Lastly there seems to be a horcrux residing inside your forehead. Are you aware of these?"

"I am. I used to much magic healing myself when I merged to break them on my own." She gave Griphook a weak smile, "I would be most grateful if you could have the goblin healers take care of this for me."

Griphook raised an eyebrow, "You would trust goblins over your own healers?"

Harri chuckled, "You have yet to steer me wrong and the only goblin I have ever held any anger toward is the current Potter manager who, the last time I discovered the deception, was working toward line theft willingly for Dumbledore and the promise of galleons."

"I see." Griphook said, "I can set up the ritual within in the hour. Shall we do anything else before we finish for the day so you may rescue your father?"

Harri smiled and nodded, "I, Harriet Rose Potter, intended heir of houses Potter, Black, Gryffindor, Slytherin, and LeFay, being of sound mind and sound body, do ask Magic to accept my degree. I dismiss the current Potter account manager from his station, may he be punished justly if he is proven guilty of the crimes in question. I appoint clerk Griphook to the station of Potter account manager, including all accounts I am set to rightfully inherit. So mote it be."

Griphook's eyes were so wide at the end that they looked like they could pop out of his head; they all most did when, with a whoosh and a faint glow, Magic accepted Harri's decree's. Griphook's mouth opened and closed like a fish for several seconds before he righted himself and stood, offering his hand, "Thank you for your trust Miss Potter. I shall do my best to manage your accounts for the betterment of your family."

Harri shook his hand, "I trust you will Griphook. As I said, you have not let me down yet."

Griphook's eyes widened again, this time in understanding, "May I ask to hear the full story some time Miss Potter?"

"Of course. I will fill you in as soon as I can. Your help to plan out a better future would be much appreciated." Harri said, drawing her hand back. "Maybe once I have the trustworthy Marauders safe I can invite you to Potter Manor for dinner so I might tell you four at once."

"I would be honored." Griphook said.

Harri smiled, "Excellent."

Griphook took out a bright red sheet of parchment and wrote on it before sending it off. "Now that I am your manager I have a bit more power in the bank, so I requested the emergency ritual chamber. We should have it rather quickly. Will you need a portkey to get to Potter Manor?"

"No I will call in one of the Potter elves. Even without my ring, they will recognize me as a Potter and take me directly to the manor." Harri said, "Would you allow them access to my trust vault while I'm taking care of my father? I will need a more appropriate wardrobe sooner rather than later. After the dinner at the manor I will come back in to formally claim my heirship of the currently dormant houses."

"I can set up a Gringotts card with direct access to your trust vault which you can have your elves use to get your wardrobe. And actually, after we finish today I will begin taking stock of everything. I can verify your ability to claim with the second parchment and then bring the necessary rings to dinner." Griphook said.

"That would be wonderful Griphook. Thank you." Harri said, sighing in relief.

"Of course." Griphook said, a paper dropped on his desk out of nowhere. "The ritual room is ready. Is there anything else you need to discuss urgently?"

"Yes, I will need you to do a full recall of all the keys connected with my accounts. We can always reissue them to people who truly have claim to them but I don't want to take any chances." Harri said.

"I'll make note of it." Griphook said, scribbling on a sheet of parchment.

"Finally, the parchment talked about the bind on my soul bond. Is there a way for Dumbledore to find my soulmates because of that?" Harri asked worriedly.

Griphook shook his head, "No, it would have just made it harder for you to find your mates and bond with them. Magical peoples have been attempting to create a foolproof way to find soulmates for years and none have ever worked. Your mates are safe." Harri let out a huge breath and smiled gratefully at Griphook who returned it, "Now, let us get those binds off you so you can attend to your father."

Yup, James is alive! Lily is not, so don't get your hopes up. Before you ask, they were not soulmates, they fell in love outside of that.